James: I heard you like bad boys.
James: well I'm bad at everything.
James: winks with both eyes.
A fawn curled up beside a fake deer which is used for target practice.
pleaaase?
↳ dean and rowena on the phone in back and to the future
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Just saw someone say Sam and Dean Winchester are the American wolfstar and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more wrong take, not only are they BROTHERS but Dean and Cas are literally right there!! Cas being Remus because they’re both supernatural creatures (Castiel being an angel and Remus being a werewolf) and Dean being Sirius because they’re both classic rock loving, leather jacket wearing bisexuals.
Watching that movie for the plot.
The plot:
Transmasc Dean in which Cas made him amab when he raised him from perdition but Cas got scolded in heaven because Dean was "supposed" to be afab.
"I'm in love with you."
"Say that again."
Prompt from this list! @f4ult-line
Stranger things, Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington.
Mentions of smut, no details. Otherwise fluff.
(Yall eddie is secretly a huge teddie bear, you cant prove me wrong)
Eddie's sweaty forehead leaned against Steve's shoulder as he pants, fingers shakily adjusting how they lay, legs tangled together.
It had started out as a meaningless screw, a way to loosen up. Theres not many options a queer guy has, afterall. Not in the small town of Hawkins. But for Eddie, it turned into something more. He started staring longer, smiling more, and tried to get as much time with Steve as he could.
“Stevie?” He mumbles, still coming down. Steve hums, eyes flickering open to look down at him.
“Whats up, Eds? Y'need somethin’?” He asks, propping himself up on his elbow to fully look at him, brushing aside one of Eddie's loose curls from his forehead.
“I-Steve, I'm… I'm in love with you.” He blurts out, heart pounding as he takes a nervous breath.
Steve's eyes widen and he sits up fully, cupping Eddie's cheek in his hand. But what he says next is shocking.
“Again.” He demands. “Say that again.”
Eddie's nervous expressions turned into shock, a hint of hope flashing across his face. “I'm in love with you. And I know this was supposed to be meaningless, no strings attached. But Steve, I've fallen for you. You-You're wonderful and kind and thoughtful and-”
Steve cuts him off with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Yeah? I love you too, baby.”
Eddie's head snaps up, forehead smacking into Steve's nose. Eddie gasps out, apologies pouring from him as he tries to see how hard he had hit him.
“Baby, baby, I'm fine!” Steve exclaims, hands cupping Eddie's cheeks. “I'm okay.”
Eddie's eyes meet his, a dorky grin appearing on his lips. “You called me baby. I like that. Call me that again.”
Steve snorts, kissing his forehead. “As long as I can call you my boyfriend. How's that sound, babe?”
Eddie nods excitedly, clambering to sit up in Steve's lap, pressing happy kisses all over his face. “Yes, yes, yes! I'll be your boyfriend. I'll be the best damn boyfriend you'll ever have, I swear.”
Steve laughs softly, pulling Eddie closer to his chest, catching Eddie's lips with his own, kissing him gently, slowly.
“Good, ‘cause I don't want anyone other than you, Eds.” He whispers, their foreheads pressed together as they smile at each other contentedly.
Does the fact that neurotypicals exist weird anybody else out? Like, there are thousands of disorders out there and you don’t even have one of them???????
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.