people who dont experience it cannot comprehend how awful executive dysfunction is. I WANT to do the task, i have the resources TO do the task, i will feel better having DONE the task
but i cant fucking do the task
Steve: GUYS guess what I did?!?!?
Nooo its just a tramp stamp of a zombie bite haha :) swats your hand away with inhuman strength that surprises even me
stobin + incorrect quotes (3/∞)
Stobin Girls Night
Comissioned Emily @/kasphacked on twitter to draw this stobin moment from my fic Acta, Non Verba they're so cute I'm obsessed with them!!
See below the cut for a snippet of the fic and an alternate version of the art ⤵️
"Pshhh, he’s not even that cute,” Eddie lies. Steve is that cute, Eddie was helplessly drawn to him from the moment he saw that swoop of hair three years ago at an Alpha Sig kegger.
Apparently, Eddie walked right into the trap that Chrissy set, because she turns around her phone with a flourish, satisfied smirk on her face. “You sure about that?”
It’s a selfie of Steve and his friend Robin, wearing face masks and cuddly-looking pajamas, both of them have fuzzy pink headbands holding their hair back. Steve looks disgustingly cute, so cute that Eddie lets out an embarrassing little keening noise that he tries to cover with a grunt.
“I hate you.”
“Five more minutes,” Robin reminds him with a nudge.
Steve drops his hand down into his lap, pretending like he wasn’t about to scratch his nose and mess up his hydrating face mask like he always does. When he got to her dorm room earlier she’d brightly announced that he looked tired and started pulling out different options to fix him up. Robin’s all about self-care lately, and frankly, Steve’s skin has never been better, so he trusts her guidance.
10 Things I Hate About You is playing on Robin’s laptop, and she keeps teasing him for going googly-eyed over Heath Ledger. “Seriously, how did you not realize you were into dudes sooner?” she asks, thwacking him with a pillow as he watches Patrick serenade Kat.
“I’m sure I knew, I just didn’t… know? If that makes sense?” He picks at the mask on his chin where it’s gone all tacky. “I just always liked girls too so I didn’t really notice? I dunno, it’s hard to explain.”
Robin softens immediately. “Don’t worry, I get it. I mean, I always knew I liked girls, but it’s easy to just…” She wiggles her hand like it’s a fish swimming upstream. “Go with the flow.”
They watch the movie for a few minutes before Robin speaks up again. “He looks a lot like Eddie, y’know… I think you have a type.”
“Sure… I guess I do,” Steve snorts.
Read the rest of the fic on Ao3 🧢 🤘
Cheer practice.
Hi, I'm new. This is a rough sketch on an index card. I'll try to clean it up on my iPad later?
Oh characters doomed from the start we’re really in it now
fake idgafer i saw you caring a lot about certain fictional character
please steve just one day of peace
billy resurrection except he’s gotta use his tits to break the cemetery gate open elvira mistress of the dark style
me: listening to a song that came out 40 years before my blorbos were even a thought
also me: how is this about The Character?!?!