Mutual award challenge
According to a post I saw, it’s the season for the challenge to give random stupid awards to your mutuals and it seemed fun so here I am!
🏆🤡 Award for being a complete clown over Rano goes to @ranotonin
🏆🪶Award for loving Kim Wooseok almost as much as I do goes to @faceglitchsworld
🏆🌿Award for being run over by Han Seungwoo’s lawnmower the most times goes to @certified-mujin-simp
🏆💗Award for having the best taste in girl groups goes to @jongside
🏆✨ Award for having the best blog aesthetic goes to @seohosincerely
🏆💘 Award for being a generally well-rounded human being goes to @dgtn
🏆😎 Award for being the most chill mutual goes to @koomiyah
🏆📖 Award for rewriting her wip so many times I’ve lost count goes to @ko0l-k1dd0
🏆🌊 Award for making me cry with her fics goes to @nocturnehelli
🏆🤣 Award for an elite sense of humour goes to @buckyl3
I expect an acceptance speech from all of you 😂
Feel welcome to make lists of your own!!
Maybe I'll get some stupid awards too haha~
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RESULTS OF THE TOOYUMI MUTUAL AWARDS!!
hello little gay people in my phone <3 here are the results of my stupid lil mutual awards survey, thank you for participating!
The Biggest Lorehead Award goes to: @inniter with 28.6% of the votes!
The Most Discourse Prone Mutual Award goes to: @timedeo with 87.5% of the votes!
The Best Takes Award goes to: also @timedeo with 42.9% of the votes!
The Most Polarizing Takes Award goes to: @queersforlasnevadas with 40%!
The Biggest Tntduoer Award goes to: @ctntduo with 77.8% of the votes!
The Most Likely To Be Blocked By Mutual In Laws Award goes to: @timedeo again 😭😭 they hated him bc he spoke the truth </3
The Most Likely To Get Weird Anons Award goes to: @inniter with 33.3% of the votes!
The "Needs To Serve Jail Time For Some Of Their Posts" Award goes to: @salfishergender with 28.6% of the votes!
The Most Likely To Miss Dreams Face Reveal Award goes to: also @salfishergender (real asf)
Mutual Who Has "Scary Dog Privileges" (as in someone who has scary friends who will curb stomp u on their behalf, not the scary dog friend themself): literally all of u voted for someone different so im giving it to @tomcatdaisy who really deserves it more than all of u <3
The Most Likely To Be Canceled For Nonmcyt Related Interests Award goes to: @raan-miir-tah with 20(ish)% of the votes! (since people voted raan as different names ((raan vs raan-miir-tah)) and all the rest of the votes were other people, forms didnt turn it into a graph, so i tried to do some math and figure out a percentage. keyword is tried.)
The Best Indie Blogger Award goes to: @heartbreakbuckley with 25% of the votes!
The "Is Too Good To Be On This Mutual Award List" Award goes to: @bttrcoup and @ranvwoop who tied with 25% of votes! honorable mention is @genlossjpg with 12.5% of the votes who wasnt even on the list and is, therefore, truly the only one who deserves this award.
The Most Normal Mutual Award goes to: @bttrcoup with 33.3% of the votes!
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They start kissing on stage as a joke.
The night before the first time, they're at an afterparty, pounding shots, and Eddie is reading aloud a piece that just came out in Rolling Stone. "'One of the most noteworthy parts of Munson and Harrington's unlikely pairing is their chemistry on stage. It's like these two men--one on his way to being the latest metal god, the other an indie rock wunderkind--are two parts of one musical whole. Their singing, their playing, even their bodies twine and flow with assuredness; where one goes, the other follows without question. They share a single brain-cell and that cell is music'."
Steve giggles, pours some more Grey Goose into the glass. "If they say that now, could you imagine what would happen if we, like, kissed on stage or something."
"What the fuck, Harrington?" Eddie splutters, having just thrown a drink back.
"I don't know, other bands do it!"
Eddie snorts. "I'm cutting you off." He reaches for the bottle and the suggestion is forgotten for wrestling over the liquor.
Steve barely remembers it in the morning. Doesn't think about it at all as he gets ready to go out on stage.
They're playing one of the instrumental breakdowns when it happens. They're leaning into each other, Eddie smiling over his shoulder at him, their eyes locked, bodies moving together. "You wanna?" Eddie mouths at him.
Steve nods before the question actually registers and by then Eddie's warm, soft mouth is against his and he just-- completely forgets what he's doing. His hands still on the guitar strings, and he melts a little, going completely boneless when Eddie grips the back of his head, pulls him deeper into the kiss. t's over almost as quickly as it started, Eddie pulling away and swirling to the mic to start the next verse.
The kiss sinks into Steve's bones, and that's before it becomes a regular feature of their performances. After that night, they're never at the same time during the show, all initiated by Eddie, all over before he can catch his breath; each one chaste and surrounded by people but somehow more intimate than any make out.
He and Eddie, they're friends, bandmates, collaborators. They've known each other since they first started out, forging an immediate connection with they stumbled upon each other hiding out in the garden at some industry bigwig's party. And as much as he loved his friend, never once in that time had Steve considered wanting Eddie.
But now, now he falls asleep with the ghost of Eddie on his lips, goes into each show with a thrum of anticipation, catches himself thinking how beautiful his friend is when he's all rumpled and disheveled from a night in the tour bus bunks.
They've always been easy with physical affection, but once the kissing starts they're constantly in each other's space, idly playing with hair, laying across laps, heads on shoulders, twisting together on the tour bus couch. Steve is ruined with every touch, every moment; he can't get enough.
The first time Eddie uses tongue destroys every last piece of Steve's composure. They've added a new song to the setlist, a remixed version of Eddie's hit "Prince Charming". It's hard, heavy, sexy, one of Steve's favorites. And in the middle of it, right in the middle, Eddie shoves him against a low platform, kisses him like he's trying to own him, tongues twining eager and wet and full of sinful promise. It's like that every show after, Eddie kissing him deep and thorough, like he's trying to lick up every drop of Steve.
He is, unquestionably, fucked. Unquestionably falling. Can't properly fathom how he'd gotten himself here, desperate for Eddie's kiss, as performative as it may be.
They're packing up equipment after a show. Eddie's hair is piled in a messy bun and Steve is trying not to blatantly stare at the curve of his neck, the stray curls against his pale skin. Eddie's gesturing at something, says, "Can you grab those cords, swee--Steve?" He hands them over without thought, notices that Eddie's face is shining red. He's called away to deal with packing the guitars, forgets all about it, but at their next show, Eddie doesn't kiss him.
They don't talk about it.
Eddie doesn't try to kiss him again.
A week after Eddie stops the kiss, they have a night off between shows. He needs to get out of his head, goes out with Robin. He gets back fairly early, but all the lights are off in the bus. It makes him panic in a way it shouldn't; they've always done their own things. Still, he rushes on board, flips on the lights, his absurd heart beating too hard.
Eddie is curled up on the couch, face pressed to the pillows and covered with his hands. The panic kicks up a notch.
"Eddie?" He steps closer, slowly reaching out to grip Eddie's shoulder.
He jerks upright, earbuds slipping free, phone sliding down his hip. "Steve?"
His face is wet, tears actively slipping free from his eyes as Steve watches.
"What happened? Are you hurt?" His hands flutter around Eddie's arms and face, searching for bruises or wounds.
"I'm fine, Harrington," he chokes out. "Though you were out with Robin?"
"Yeah, I was, but Chrissy called. You know how useless she gets. But that doesn't--you--you're crying. What's wrong?"
Eddie's smile is a wobbly little thing, refusing to stick on his face. "Oh, you know, the usual. Fell for the wrong guy."
Steve forces down the gut churning hurt at hearing that Eddie's in love with someone, intent on comforting his friend. He tries to slip his arm around Eddie's shoulders, but Eddie shrugs him off. It jostles Eddie's phone again, slipping it toward Steve and activating the screen. He has a split second where he's looking at the cover of his own first album, before Eddie's snatching it out of reach, scrambling up from the couch.
"I'm fine." He swipes his sleeve over his face. "It's nothing."
And Steve is putting it all together, the being in love and listening to Steve's music, the kissing and how it ended.--
"Eddie." He sounds all wrong, choked and garbled.
Eddie doesn't turn around, is stuffing his feet into his boots. "I'm--I gotta go clear my head."
He walks towards the door and Steve just--"I've been obsessed with you since the first kiss," he says. Eddie stops, hand curled against the door. "We've been friends all this time and I didn't--I never realized. And then we kissed and--it's all I've been able to think about."
Eddie turns then, facing him, expression unreadable."Steve, what are you--"
"I love you. I'm in love with you." It comes out fast, all jumbled, but he can't stand Eddie leaving, not now.
"You--?" Eddie blinks, bites his lip. "That's not possible."
Steve smiles, can't help it. "It is, though. Turns out, I can't get enough."
Their eyes lock; neither speaks. Steve's heart pounds so hard it might spring free of his chest. Eddie moves first, crosses the small distance between them to pull Steve into his arms.
It's not a kiss, but Steve buries his face against Eddie's neck, breathing him in, feeling the echo to the pound of his own heart. "How long?" Steve asks.
Eddie's soft laugh vibrates through him. "Since I saw you walking in that garden and thought, 'jesus christ, Prince Charming is real'."
Steve pulls away to stare at Eddie in disbelief. "But that's--your--the song?"
"They're kinda all about you, Stevie. But that one most of all." Eddie whispers. His eyes glisten.
"Fuck, Eddie." He doesn't mean to whine, but he's not in control of his voice anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't--" He shakes his head. "I'm all yours, Ed. Whatever you want."
Eddie's thumb catches against Steve's bottom lips, eyes transfixed on his mouth. "Everything, sweetheart. I want it all."
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Hiiii figured it was time for an intro post or whatever
This is an 18+ NSFW blog. Minors/ageless/blank blogs that interact with my stuff will be blocked. (An age range or YOB is fine, “18+” or “21+” is not enough by itself.)
DNI: Minors, TERFs, feederism blogs, misogyny blogs
If you must call me something, you can call me Hell. She/her, bisexual, 27, USA. I’m a lazy femme married to the soft butch lesbian of my dreams not looking to add anyone else to the mix. (But platonic flirting is always welcome!) (especially for mutuals 😘)
I don’t plan to tag any cws so please proceed with caution/enter at your own risk!
Asks are open, please be nice and not creepy. I’m happy to discuss fantasies/scenes but don’t expect me to role play with you. Mutuals feel free to dm and/or ask for my main blog (if you haven’t guessed it already lol).
Anyone of any gender or sexual orientation is welcome to follow/like/reblog my posts. Please be respectful of the DNI of posts I reblog, if there is one (obvi).
Support content creators and sex workers of all kinds! If you see me reblog stolen content please let me know ASAP so I can delete it.
🏷️ Tags for your convenience:
Pictures of me will be tagged with #behold. Feel free to tell me how hot you think I am in excruciating detail in the tags 😈
Posts from my precious mutuals will be tagged as, shockingly, #precious mutuals
Brilliant/funny/Post Of All Time posts may earn themselves the prestigious honor of receiving a #✨🏆Helly Award🏆✨. If you receive one, you can take it to mean that I would pin that post to my blog if I could pin more than one. Basically the highest honor aside from a Peabody or Nobel, yknow.
Kinks etc under the cut
Much more bottom&sub than top&domme, but I dabble.
Brat with no self-preservation instincts.
Occasional puppygirl tendencies.
Into: bdsm, edging, overstimulation, impact play/spanking, degradation and praise, intox, free use, cnc, somno, hypno, kidnapping, primal (prey), petplay, knifeplay, blood, vampires/werewolves/monsters in general, breeding, worship/religious themes (idk what else to call this lol), mild exhibitionism, dollification
Tentatively into or Into but I’m Embarrassed About It: piss (mine), fauxcest, snuff/serious bodily injury
It doesn’t turn me on but like I Get It and I think it’s nice if you like it: computers/robots, vore
Not my cup of tea: piss (others’, directed at me) (it depends), pregnancy, scat, feederism
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HI VIVI OMG /ᐠ ◜𖥦 ◝ マ congrats on 200 WOOO sending you a virtual hug hehe
okay for the ask game <33
🎵🙃🐰 + what’s your favorite fanfic trope? + what inspired you to start writing fanfiction?
not sure if some of these have been asked already </3
LOTTIE!!!!! thank you so much :,) sending you the BIGGEST HUG BACK!!!
🎵 Last song you listened to?
no eres tu(soy yo) by kali uchis <3
🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?
the word for stomach growling is "borborygmi" 😭 thank you spencer reid for that one
🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?
whether they consider "i don't know" to be a beginning or the end.
favorite fanfic trope? GOOD QUESTION.
i love love love star-crossed lovers!! long fics where they take you through how characters develop and fall out of touch only to find their way back because there's no other way for them to be :,)
what inspired you to start writing fanfiction?
really, really well written fanfiction.
it's a haikyuu fic, but darlin' your head's not right is the gold standard of fanfic to me and i don't think i'll ever forget it.
@/uhlunaro's a tale of grief in ten parts CHANGED me. my first leon fic ever was a tribute to it :,) and you can read it here!
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