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I like my cat more than you. 30s, She/her Sometimes Writer. Hopeless Lurker. Fuck AI.

[rebelfell]

Hi, how am I?

Sarah ✦ 36 ✦ Over-sharer Rising, Sad Girl Sun

Getting back into writing after years of mental health blah blah blah. I moved to Eddie Town waaaaaaay too late because I didn’t watch Stranger Things until this, the year of the Barbie movie. But once I started reading about that metalhead there was no going back. And I wouldn’t if I could <3

𝕞 𝕒 𝕤 𝕥 𝕖 𝕣 𝕝 𝕚 𝕤 𝕥

Things to Note: This Blog is rated 18+, MDNI

Minors not welcome here. I will block any ageless/blank blogs because to me, you are either a robot or a literal baby. Not very confident in my smut skills as of yet anyway, so most of what I write here is fluff with a whisper of spice to it.

Kind of like a smut-flavored La Croix.

Nonetheless, go away. Please. This post sums up my feelings on it perfectly, if you want any further reasoning.

Other things about me:

Constantly fighting a war between my desire to shower everyone everywhere with affection and then feeling like I’m the most annoying person to ever live.

Also torn between “Dang it, I am the funniest person in world” and “Who the fuck would ever talk to you, you creepy, weird weirdo???” So, that’s fun.

I keep my excess of Eddie (and now Steve, whoops) brain rot at @madeofmunson and @stuffedwithsteve so that’s the place to go for fic recs/me being unhinged in the reblogs and the tags.

Obsessed w/ my cat and I’ll show her to you. Not sorry.

Don’t be a dick. To me, to anyone. Just be cool, man (gn).

Love you, mean it ♥

[rebelfell]

“I don’t need to write about painter!Steve, I can just make a moodboard and that will suffice.”

— lies I told myself

Steve was never supposed to have a bed in this studio. He’d chosen the space specifically for the natural light that poured in like an unencumbered waterfall, both because it would be ideal for work but also because it would make it impossible for him to paint all night and drag himself into bed around dawn, sleeping the day away behind blackout curtains. That was the old him.

This space was supposed to be just for work.

If he wanted to sleep, he had to go home.

He had to have boundaries—a distinct divide in between his livelihood and his day to day life.

He no longer wanted to smudge that line, getting so caught up in his work that all his relationships suffered, that his friends turned to strangers.

But then…well, then there was you.

You with your job that’s so close to his studio. You, who can drop in on your way home to bring him a sandwich because you know he hasn’t had anything but black coffee and cinnamon gum all day. You, who he buys a futon for so you can sit for him and let him sketch you with charcoal clutched in his hand and errant pieces of chestnut hair falling in his hazel eyes.

Little pink tip of his tongue poking out between his lips so plush they always look pursed, and his cupid’s bow deep enough to drink from.

You, who looks so beautiful on that futon that he can’t help himself but to drop his sketchbook and cover your mouth with his. Stripping off your top to press his bare chest against yours, the thick down of hair in the center warm from the sun.

He always paints topless after ruining too many of his shirts to count. Just easier that way.

You, who he pulls onto his lap and touches with paint-covered fingertips that leave smudges on your spine when he runs his large hands up and down your back. Stray marks that you’ll wear for days and make his knees weak when he washes them off for you in the shower. Reluctantly.

You, who is the reason Steve gets a bed in here just so he can have you in it.

[tinfoileddd]

steve getting eaten by the demobats shouldn't be as hot as it is

[rebelfell]

when I look at sims 2 stuff on tumblr it makes me nostalgic, feels like returning to my roots.

[segamascott]

[deadsprout]

i dont want to be in a fandom that critisizes the choices of fictional characters like they are human beings. i want to see THEORY and ANALYSIS and STORY STRUCTURE and CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!! I WANT PARALLELS AND MOTIFS AND VISUAL CUES!!! They're not REAL they are TOOLS so stop acting like they are people who made bad choices and should be punished. of course they made bad choices!!! that shit is funny and cool to watch!!

[cha0ticstranger]

all we do on this app is reblog the same photos of joe keery each time a moot posts

[aintmyjewelry]

we need to bring back inviting people over for cake and coffee. my grandma used to do that all the time and I think it's a lost art

[illness-deactivated20180325]

sorry i’m depressing, it’s the depression

[animentality]

[ao3cassandraic]

It matters that we refuse.

It matters that we resist.

It matters that we be loud about our refusal and resistance.

[enigma-the-mysterious]

Everyone point and laugh

[rosieandthemoon]

By Matt Dangler

[kalamarperisi]

[rebelfell]

for WIP weekend, 🚦 🚦 🚦

I saw the snippet from yesterday and it left me desperate 🐍 tyyyy

just for you, lover 😘 that snake now has a starring role…

“Can I kiss your snake?”

Eddie’s eyes went wide, his mouth falling open in disbelief at the words, like he couldn’t believe he’d just heard them come out of your mouth. He then looked down to see how your fingers were toying with the bottom of his shirt, dragging it up just enough to reveal the head of his tattoo.

You traced its raised lines with the softpad of your thumb until Eddie shivered, his head falling back to hit the heavily stickered wall and his voice coming out in a hoarse and eager plea.

“Fuck, sugar…you can’t just say stuff like that to me,” he chuckled breathlessly.

You smiled. “That’s not an answer.”

[rebelfell]

🚦🚦🚦🚦

Okay… if I do go forward with more of the swap…everyone has to agree RIGHT NOW to be cool about Chrissy… 🔫🧐

You sat in Chrissy’s room, cross-legged at the foot of her bed with one of her stuffed animals resting in your lap. Lamb-Lamb’s fur was as soft as you remembered it being when you were eight, and you couldn’t help but pick at the tiny swirls of fleece on the top of his head while you listened to Chrissy rattling off her latest family drama while she did her make-up at her lighted vanity.

Occasionally, you snuck a glance at her reflection in the mirror, her blue-green eyes sparkling, her strawberry blonde curls falling in loose waves around her shoulders, her skin bright.

She was just so…perfect.

[rebelfell]

Awww 🥹 All the love back at you, my darling!

[rebelfell]

a read more 😩 my kingdom for a read more 😩

[littlexdeaths]

you know, not everything needs a part two. sometimes I just want to leave things on a horny note with absolutely no conclusion or resolution.