I'm sorry, did you say "tickle my ass with a feather," or "typically nasty weather?" My plans for tonight depend on your answer...
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I'm sorry, did you say "tickle my ass with a feather," or "typically nasty weather?" My plans for tonight depend on your answer...
Nasty New Year’s Eve weather but that means more of this in the mountains. . . *** #nastyweather #moresnow #alpine #snowcoveredtrees #dumpingsnow #winterwonderland #skilife #happynewyearseve (at Snoqualmie Pass, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6wYxbxABVD/?igshid=1m9m2zcp38qhm
I like the mood of this photo! Real hygge, when there’s nasty weather outside and here inside is warm and cozy! #nastyweather #feelings #mood #cozy #cozyhome #countryhouse #warmandcozy #hygge #falltime #magicmoment https://www.instagram.com/hygge_way_oflife/p/BvuiWE4JZHv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ehzgi663ck58
Sunshine daydream - 2.4k - M
"Invited the new neighbor over for dinner," Eddie says. "We met at the mailboxes, he seemed really familiar for some reason. Weird dude, you'll like him."
"Weird how?" Steve steps out of the shower and runs a towel through his hair. He'll never dry off in this weather; when he checked the humidity on the way out of the park it was something like 90%. "Also where are we gonna eat? There's no room in here."
"Picnic table outside, I figured." Eddie pops his head around the bathroom door frame. Somehow, even with his face shiny from sweat, he manages to look incredible. His hair is pulled up in a high bun, his black bandana holding back his bangs, and he's got an old shirt of Steve's on, collar stretched out and sleeves torn off, and Steve can't help himself. He licks his lips. "You're gross."
"You're gross," Steve mimics.
"Weird like you shouldn't stare at him," Eddie says.
"Okay," Steve says. "That's not concerning at all."
ummmm dont want to alarm anyone but two fics in one week >:)
Hiiii i need you to know that i started reading the first few lines of looks like we're in for nasty weather is EXCELLENT characterization. That's all I've read thus far. Need u to know
thank you!!! this is very sweet! you sent this possibly up to an hour ago so i hope you're having a nice time reading the rest of it, teehee >:3
LOOKS LIKE WE’RE IN FOR NASTY WEATHER - Complete!
Steve/Eddie - E - 10 chapters - 42k words
Steve doesn't know what the invisible force that attacked him in the woods is, but he does know three things for sure: that Robin's cryptid podcast is somehow making more money than his Scoops Ahoy manager job; that every seven years something crawls out of a network of tunnels underneath the woods outside of Hawkins, and now it's out for revenge; and that it would be really nice if poltergeists would stop beating him up when he's trying to flirt with the local ghost whisperer.
moodboard below made by @kas-munson! accompanying playlist made by @chamacafeahorrible available here!
final chapter of the fic will post today :^)