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Heroes | Steve Harrington
Pairings: Steve Harrington x Mayfield/Hopper!OC
Summary: Vecna's curse, found family, grief, soulmates, memories worth fighting for, and Steve Harrington refusing to let her go, Mayfield's sisters, Lumax parallel.
"Stop being such a princess, Steven."
Steve's POV
"This one?" Dustin asks, completely lost as he searches through the tapes with Lucas.
"It's gotta be Bowie or Joel!" I panic, flipping through cassette after cassette and never finding the right one. "What was that damn song she listens to on repeat? The one about heroes or something? Shit, think, Steve!"
Then my eyes land on Mauve.
Flashbacks 84'
Lila is sitting in my arms while I absentmindedly braid her hair. She leans forward to put a cassette into the player on the nightstand.
A melody starts playing, and she immediately starts bobbing her head before singing along with a goofy smile on her face.
"Is that David Bowie?" I ask innocently, but I instantly regret it when she turns around to look at me in shock, her eyes wide.
"How dare you even ask that?" She lightly smacks my arm.
"Ow." I pretend to be hurt, earning an eye roll from her followed by a soft laugh.
"Stop being such a princess, Steven." She gently kisses my cheek before looking at me with the kind of gaze that could calm every stormy ocean. Her hand plays with a strand of my hair. "Of course it's David Bowie. I love this song. I... I relate to the lyrics so much. I love being able to listen to it and feel like it was written for me. You know that moment when you feel so connected to a song that it feels like it's touching a place inside you that you didn't even know existed, or a place you wanted to forget?"
I gently nod, smiling at her fondly as her eyes fill with tears, like they always do whenever her mind wanders onto something she cares deeply about.
"I think about you when I listen to it..." she says. "So it makes me feel like I'm doing better."
"If that's the case, then it becomes my favorite song too, because I'll think about you whenever I listen to it." I smile softly and kiss the tip of her nose, which has always reminded me of a deer.
"Steve." She laughs, shaking her head. "You already think about me whenever you hear Bowie."
"Yeah, but this one, I'll think about us." I say with complete seriousness.
🎶 And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall) And the shame, was on the other side Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever Then we could be Heroes, just for one day We can be Heroes. 🎶
"I love you."
"I love you too." I kiss her softly, pulling her into my arms. "What's it called, by the way?"
She laughs even harder before answering.
"Heroes."
"Heroes!" I shout, frantically shuffling through the cassette tapes.
"Heroes by David Bowie?!" Dustin asks urgently.
I nod.
"Here!"
"I found Max's too!" Lucas shouts, grabbing the cassette, Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush.
Lucas and I simultaneously shove the tapes into their Walkmans while Dustin slips the headphones over their ears.
"Now!"
The music starts playing.
But Lila and Max's bodies rise into the air, making us stumble back and fall to the ground from the shock.
I start screaming, Lucas and Dustin right behind me.
"No! I forbid you, if you can hear me, I forbid you, baby! You're strong, so fight! Fight, my love! Fight, Max! Fight! Both of you, fight! You can't leave me!"
"Max, please! Come back to me!" Lucas cries, his voice breaking.
Don't do this... Please come back.
Lila's POV
I frown when Heroes starts playing in my ears. My gaze drifts and finds two kinds of portals deep within the red mist. One for Max, where Kate Bush's music is playing and one for me but both show the same thing.
Them.
I hear Steve begging me, telling me to fight and come back to him, and the tears I've been holding back begin to fall before I can stop them...
"They can't save you," Vecna tells us.
"It's no coincidence that you've been isolating yourselves from your friends. And that you've lost your powers, Lila."
My eyes widen and my breathing quickens.
"It's because your place is with me. Here."
"No. You don't exist. That's not you," Max says.
"You mean nothing," I say in turn.
"I exist. I am real."
He says it as he places one hand above each of our faces.
🎶 Oh we can be Heroes, just for one day 🎶
"I love you, you know that?" she says, swallowing a sob.
"I love you too. You're my person, Nancy Wheeler," I whisper, a lump in my throat.
"You're my person, Lila Hopper Mayfield."
She quickly pulls me into a tight hug, holding me close before pulling back with a soft smile, wiping away a tear that slipped down my cheek without me noticing.
🎶 I, I will be king 🎶
"Okay, you have to-" he starts explaining before I cut him off.
"Shut up and watch the pro."
I punch a hole, bring the can to my mouth, and chug it. When I'm done, I throw it on the ground and bow dramatically, grinning proudly at his jaw-dropping shock.
"I have to say, I've never been more attracted to you than I am right now," he says softly, stepping closer.
"Oh yeah?" I laugh mischievously, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Yeah, but you've got way too much ego. Maybe some cold water will bring you down a notch."
I barely have time to react before he picks me up and heads toward the pool.
"No, stop! I'm not kidding, Steve! Put me down!" He laughs. "What if I get hypothermia from the temperature difference? I've been tanning for an hour-"
I don't get to finish before he jumps into the pool with me.
I bury my head into his shoulder, clinging to him like I'm jumping from six meters high. The water surrounds my skin, replacing the air. I gasp from the shock of the temperature difference. He laughs like a maniac at my expression.
"Steve, I hate you," I say through clenched teeth.
"Impossible. You'll never stop loving me," he smiles, kissing me tenderly as I wrap my legs around his waist.
🎶 And you, you will be queen 🎶
Steve places his hands on my waist while I rest mine behind his neck.
I look at him with so much love, wishing I could stay like this for hours, feeling like the rest of the world has disappeared.
"Every Breath You Take" by The Police starts playing, making me smile even wider. It's one of my favorite songs.
"I slipped the DJ some cash. I should warn you, though, he's not exactly cheap," Steve grumbles, making me laugh.
"Why did you wanna dance with me, Harrington?" I ask softly.
"Because you deserve it. At the last school dance, I made you hide, and I never wanna do that again. I want the world to know that I love you. You and only you, Lila Hopper Mayfield," he says, looking straight into my eyes.
"I think I fall in love with you a little more every day, Steve Harrington," I whisper, leaning closer.
"I think I do too," he says before closing the distance between us, kissing me gently while cupping my face.
He only pulls away when we're both out of breath, and I rest my head against his chest, savoring the moment for as long as I possibly can.
🎶 Though nothing will drive them away 🎶
"I know you didn't want to leave... I'm sorry for what I said when I got mad," Max whispers, not wanting the others to hear.
"I'm not mad at you, Maxie, I understand. And I'm sorry I didn't tell you... I promise it's not because I don't trust you. I just wanted to protect you however I could," I reassure her.
"I get it now. And I promise I won't take stupid risks." She smiles and hugs me. I hug her back, kissing the top of her head.
"You know... you're like the best mom ever, Lisie. Even if that wasn't supposed to be your role."
"Well then, you're the best daughter, Maxie." I smile softly.
🎶 We can be Heroes, just for one day 🎶
"You want a cigarette and my heart?" he asks, handing me one and showing off the tattoos on his arm.
I take the cigarette gladly and exhale a puff of smoke.
"Thanks for the cigarette. As for your heart, I already have one. Look at you. You're obsessed with me, babe."
I hand the cigarette back and wink as I start walking away.
"Oh, and don't forget, you still owe me a private guitar solo of any song I want."
"You really won't let it go, princess," he says, shaking his head, amused. "Am I wrong?"
"No, you're absolutely not wrong. You lost the bet, so I want my solo before one of us dies prematurely. Sorry, pretty boy, should've won."
🎶 We can be us, just for one day 🎶
I'm with El in the bathroom, wiping the blood from under her nose.
"I'm so sorry, Lila. Because of me, you can't find your friend..."
"Hey, hey! No, sweetie, absolutely not. It's not your fault, okay? We'll find another way," I tell her, wiping the tears from her cheeks with my thumbs. "Listen to me, my angel. I know that all your life, they told you that you were the problem, that you were the monster but you're not. Do you hear me? You. Are. Not. We're a family here, and family sticks together. We'll find a way without putting your life at risk."
"Promise?" she asks in a small voice.
"Pinky promise," I say, holding out my hand.
"Pinky promise?" she asks, confused.
"It's like a spit swear, but without the spit," I laugh softly, taking her hand to show her how the promise works. "See? Now that our pinkies are linked, nothing can break it. As long as I'm alive, I'll be your big sister, and you'll be my little sister, okay? Anyway, I'm already the big sister of all these losers, so one more or less what's the difference?"
🎶 I, I can remember (I remember) 🎶
I walk over to him, trying to look strong, making a joke.
"Is it the light of your star making you cry or what, Jon Jon?" I tease him, bringing back a reference I hadn't used in a long time.
"Shut up," he sighs, his voice trembling as he pulls me tightly into his arms. I wrap my arms around his waist in return. "I'm really going to miss you. You were my first friend, my first best friend, my only one. I'm really going to miss you, Lila..."
"Great, my eyes are burning from crying so much, thanks a lot." I complain playfully while crying against his chest before pulling back to look him in the eyes. "I love you, man."
"I love you too, star."
🎶 And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads) 🎶
I feel my hands trembling.
Max rips some kind of vine from Vecna's neck, breaking free from his grasp, while a spark of electricity suddenly burns through the vine that had been tightening around my throat.
I stare at my hands in confusion, but I don't have time to dwell on it.
"Run! Maxie, run!"
We run as fast as our legs will carry us.
The ground shakes beneath us as rocks sent by Vecna crash down beside us, but we don't stop.
Never.
Steve is right in front of me, and I have no intention of watching him disappear.
I take one last step and suddenly feel myself falling.
"Oh my God, thank you!"
I feel Steve's arms wrap around me.
I'm still panicking a little, but his hands move to my cheeks, forcing me to look into his eyes.
"Hey! Hey! My love, it's over... You're safe! Look at me! It's over, my love."
"Steve..."
I break into sobs and collapse into his arms.
His head rests against mine as he kisses my hair over and over.
"I love you. I love you so much. I- I thought I'd never see you again... God, I was so scared."
Steve doesn't even have time to find words to reassure me before I grab his cheeks and kiss him desperately.
Steve freezes for a second before melting into the kiss with me and kissing me back.
His hands tighten around me as our breaths mingle before we're finally forced apart. His forehead rests against mine. One of his tears lands on my cheek.
"Don't ever scare me like that again, baby. You hear me? Never."
"I want that. I want that, my love."
Max is off to the side in Lucas's arms. Our eyes meet. I open my arms, and she immediately throws herself into them without hesitation. At the same time, she grabs Steve's arm, pulling him into the embrace.
I reach for Lucas's hand and then Dustin's, leaving only the five of us tangled together in a hug that everyone desperately needed right now.
🎶...Just for one day We can be Heroes, We're nothing, and nothing will help us Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay But we could be safer, just for one dayjust for one day... 🎶
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New Year's Day | Steve Harrington
Pairings: Steve Harrington x Mayfield/Hopper!OC
Summary: Steve's pov, Ex-lovers, New Year's Eve breakup, flashback, grief, "I love you" isn't enough, snow instead of rain, Steve Harrington crying in the cold, found family, second chances slipping away, Taylor Swift and Olivia Rodrigo coded.
"Please don't become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere."
December 31st, 1985
Tina's house is packed.
The music shakes the walls far more than the people dancing or hooking up in the bedrooms upstairs.
I'm sitting next to Robin. She's talking about something involving a girl from her marching band who arrived earlier this year, but my eyes are fixed on only one thing.
Mauve.
She's talking to Nancy in the corner of the room.
I watch Nancy pull her into a hug before Mauve heads toward the garden.
I excuse myself to Robin without waiting for an answer and follow her as she's about to leave without saying a word.
"You're leaving?"
"I... yeah. I'm tired." she answers vaguely.
"I can drive you home if you want?" I ask, frowning with concern.
"No," she answers too quickly. "Stay and enjoy the party. I can walk."
"Baby, there is absolutely no way you're walking home alone when it's almost midnight on New Year's Eve." I say worriedly. "I thought we were supposed to clear our heads at this party. And I seem to remember you were supposed to sleep over tonight."
"If I stay, I'm going to ruin your night and I don't want that."
She crosses her arms, watching the snowflakes drifting around us.
"Did something happen?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't keep partying and pretending everything is okay. I tried to do it for you, but I can't anymore."
Her eyes fill with tears.
"I understand, okay? I know it's hard after everything that's happened, but don't... don't push me away. Because I know exactly what you're doing and I refuse to let you do this to us."
"I disappoint you all the time," she cracks.
"You don't disappoint me. You never have." I shake my head, tears gathering in my own eyes. "You're just... dealing with something impossibly hard. That's why I'm here. To help you. Or at least to stay."
"I haven't stopped disappointing you, so why do you keep pretending that's not true? Why do you keep defending me when even I don't defend myself anymore? You don't deserve this. You deserve better than me."
"Stop. Stop saying that. It drives me insane hearing you say things like that." My hands move frantically as if I can physically stop the words from leaving her mouth. "Please, baby. Come dance with me. Or let's go home. Fuck, I don't care. But don't go down this road."
"I can't do it." She exhales shakily. "It's impossible."
10
People start chanting the countdown to the final seconds of 1985.
And all I can think about is our own seconds running out.
"Okay... okay... then let's leave. Let's stop by Family Video, steal a tape, and watch a movie. Shall we watch one of your comfort movies, The Goonies or The Wizard of Oz. That's a good plan, right?"
"I can't."
9
She starts walking away from the front porch, but I stop her.
"Please don't do this. God, please don't do what I think you're about to do."
My voice trembles from the tears running down my face.
8
"Steve..."
Our tears freeze against our skin like crystals.
"No. Don't. Don't say anything. Don't you dare do this. Don't do this to yourself. Don't do this to us." I swallow hard. "My love, I love you."
7
"Steve... I love you too, but-"
"Please stop talking." My voice breaks. "I know you're living through absolute hell, but don't let that hell destroy everything. Don't let it swallow you whole."
The snow falls harder and harder as our relationship slowly drifts away with it.
6
"I think we're breaking up again..."
I grab her freezing hands and squeeze them.
It's the only thing I have left to hold onto.
"To hell with that! I refuse, do you hear me? I can't lose you again. It's not fair. It's so fucking unfair because I love you and you love me!"
5
"Love isn't always enough..." She cries harder. "I'm doing this for your own good. One day you'll understand. One day you will."
"No... no, I definitely won't." I shake my head desperately. "Hopper asked me not to let you drown. Not to... not to let you do this."
4
"He's not here anymore. What exactly is he supposed to do?"
"I can't let you do this to us. God damn it!" The tears blur my vision. "I want to love you when our hair is gray. When we're old and insignificant in the grand scheme of the universe. I... I want to keep my hand in yours. So don't rip it away from me."
I cling to her fingers, praying the connection is enough to keep her from slipping away.
3
"You don't have a choice. Please understand me. I know this is hard, but do it. I'm leaving you because I refuse to watch you sink with me. I can't be selfish. I can't carry the weight of losing you."
"Don't let us become strangers again." My voice shatters. "Don't let everything we've lived through become some bitter memory." I cry openly now. "You have my entire heart, so what happens if you leave, huh?" I laugh through the tears. "Please don't become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere." My breathing becomes uneven. "I... what am I supposed to be without you?" I step closer. "What if I pulled you out of that black hole instead?"
2
"I'm sorry, Steven. I love you, but it's over."
"You tell me you love me..." I choke on the words."But you're leaving anyway."
1
"Happy New Year!"
People cheer.
Glitter covers the floor.
Girls carry their shoes through the hallway.
Candle wax and scattered Polaroids litter the hardwood.
She walks toward me quickly.
Then kisses me like it's the last time.
Because in the end...
Maybe it is.
Her hands slip into my hair.
Mine cup her cheeks, unwilling to let her pull away.
She does anyway.
"Happy New Year, Steven David Harrington..." she whispers sadly. "I guess our dramatic scenes belong to snow, not rain."
"Happy New Year, Lila Beverly Hopper-Mayfield..." I force a weak smile."Yeah... I guess they do."
Then she leaves.
Like a snowflake carried away by the wind.
The world keeps dancing between us.
Celebrating what we've just ended.
Stretching the distance she created.
I walk back inside and find Nancy.
"She left on foot in the snow. Do you think you could go after her and drive her home for me?"
"So she really did it?" Nancy asks quietly, shaking her head with concern.
"I... I can't do that right now."
My face is empty.
Only my tears reveal what's happening inside.
"She'll come back," Nancy says, determined to believe it.
"Happy New Year, Nance."
"Happy New Year, Steve."
I grab a bottle someone abandoned on the counter and head toward my car.
I'm going to open it at home.
Welcome to '86, Steve. I guess I'm screwed.
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Golden Line | Steve Harrington
Pairings: Steve Harrington x Mayfield/Hopper!OC
Summary: Ex-lovers, found family, Vecna's curse, love each other, grief, Djo and Olivia Rodrigo coded...
I do everything for you, because you have a golden line spreading out, ready to cling to me.
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Long minutes pass, very long minutes where I see Steve's eyes moving back and forth between the rearview mirror for Max, and the side for me.
"Turn there," I ask without looking away from the sign in front of us that says "Roane Hill Cemetery."
"Are you sure?" Steve asks, confused.
"Turn there, Steve," Maxine answers for me.
"Alright," he exhales, not annoyed, only more worried.
Max and I get out of the car with determined steps, looking at each other.
"We do what we said, then meet back up?" I confirm, making her nod.
"Okay."
We each split off in a different direction, Maxine toward Billy's grave and me toward my father's. But the sound of two car doors slamming reaches our ears, and it only takes a few seconds before I see my sister being followed by Lucas, and less than a second before Steve's body is in front of mine.
"Steve... I can't do this right now. Go back to the car," I breathe, tired, trying to step around him, but he doesn't move.
"No," he says, shaking his head. "Lila... I'm seriously starting to worry about you. What aren't you telling me? What happened back at your place? Was it Vecna? Or did your mom say something again?"
"No, no, I... It's nothing, okay? I'm fine." I fake a smile. "Don't worry about me."
"Please, Lila, do you hear yourself? Why do I feel like you think you're talking to a stranger? It's me. It's Steve. I know you by heart, damn it, down to every little detail. I know every tic, every frown, every look, every fake smile, every shift in your voice depending on your emotions. Talk to me, I don't want your letter! Talk to me!" His voice cracks, like every word is tearing something out of him. "Don't let me start this when it could be one of our last moments, if I fail to save you. Because, fuck, if you knew how terrified I am that our last moments might be this, because what we're living right now fucking sucks! So, yes, I know, okay? I know we're not a couple anymore, we're not even friends, but fuck, you won't stop me from caring about you by pulling away, you won't stop me from loving you! Do you hear me? Because God, I love you to death, Mauve!"
"I gave you that letter because it's too hard to tell you everything out loud. I'm too scared I'll explode before I can and never be able to put myself back together. Steve, I feel so alone, if you only knew! I pushed everyone away and now I feel so abandoned! I miss my father, I miss my sister, Jane, I miss you! I can't do it, I can't do this anymore, Steve!"
My eyes, full of tears and chaos, meet his, and he no longer stops himself from crying.
"Mauve..."
"No, Steve! I'm terrified, literally, I feel so out of my body. Everything I do makes me want to vomit because I don't recognize myself. You were right, I'm a fucking ghost!" My voice gives out, leaving only broken sobs. "I see it and I can't do anything else! All my efforts are invisible, only my failures are visible to the world! I feel like I'm disappearing, I don't want anything anymore, I don't want to make any effort anymore, I'm so tired, Steve, God, I'm exhausted! I need a break, I really need one. But I can only blame myself. I'm the one who makes the bed every day, I'm the one who became this, I'm the one doing nothing, I'm the one pushing you away, pushing Robin and everyone away!" My trembling arm points toward the car where Dustin is waiting. "I'm the one who's alone because I'm the one who left, whether it was caused by events or not, I'm the one who decided to give up because it became too hard! I know why that asshole chose me, why wouldn't he? Seriously, I would've laughed in his face if he hadn't! I love you, Steve, I love you so much, fuck, if you only knew."
"I love you too..." he says, tears running down his cheeks, his hand ready to reach for my cheek, but I step back.
"Except I suffer from it. It hurts so much to love you! I love you, but you've become the only reason I breathe, with Max, the one I kill myself trying to protect. I only have you, I only have her, I only have you both! But I can't hold on forever. My life can't only survive because of you, except it does and I don't know how to do it any other way!" His eyes are filled with pain, and I notice his body tense. "I'd like to say other things push me to get up in the morning, but that would be a lie. I don't not care about my future, but I don't see a path that makes me really care about it! I feel so empty, I feel lost, I feel absent, and I know I disappoint you, I disappoint everyone anyway, but once again, I made the bed so I can't say anything except ignore people, cry silently in my bed, and pray to I don't even know what to come help me out of this hell that is my life, because for fuck's sake, I can't see the end of it! Ever since the Upside Down came into our lives, my life has been nothing but a yo-yo. It goes up and everything is perfect. I spend my winter with you, I work at an ice cream shop and kiss the love of my life to "(I Just) Died in Your Arms," I feel something break in me like in him, when memories pass between us. But the next second it drops, and the next winter, I'm breaking up with you, going to my father's funeral, struggling with insomnia and wishing I could fall asleep for a long time and only wake up when things are better again in my life. People see me failing, they see me standing still while I see myself spinning in circles like a dizzy top. I see myself wasting away and wilting because I'm no longer being watered, but the next day, I get up, I breathe and... that's it."
"Mauve..." His voice is soft and broken. "Life can knock you down. The world can be cruel to you, God, it really is, and trust me, I've hated it for a long time." He lets out a dry laugh. "But I still believe in love. I find that faith in you. I know it's hard for you, you think about leaving first because you think it's the right solution, the best one, for me, for you, but especially for me. You think you're the problem, but you're the solution to mine."
"Steve... You don't have to..."
"No, let me finish, my love. Yes, it's true, I do everything for you, because you have a golden line spreading out, ready to cling to me. I tried to be enough, for you, because fuck, I've always thought I never was, and I still think that. You see yourself as something to hide, to fix. I see you as something to put under the light, to show off and say that standing in front of them is the most beautiful thing in my entire existence. If you saw me since you left, I'm a wreck. If Robin heard this, she'd confirm it. She keeps telling me my dark circles, my complexion, and my hair are doing particularly badly."
"It's true your hair isn't at its best, but you're still beautiful," I laugh, wiping away one of my tears, then step closer to slide a hand through his hair before stepping back again, putting a meter of distance between us...
He looks at me tenderly, sliding his hand onto my cheek, erasing the distance I had created.
"My love, time can give and life can take, but every day is better with you. Stop believing otherwise. The way you know me, the way you love me, the way you help me survive too. So yes, it's true, I do everything for you, and fuck, I'll never regret it if 'everything' means having eternity by your side."
I don't know what to say anymore. My tear-streaked face settles against his hands as they wipe my tears, knowing how much he hates seeing them on my cheeks. My body screams at me to melt under his touch and never leave, but my father's grave reflects under the sun several meters away from us, and the weight of Vecna darkens my mind.
"I love you, I'll never stop doing that, but..."
"Please, no 'but'," he breathes, his voice broken.
"I can't do this to you... I can't get back together with you like I'm not risking dying before tomorrow. I refuse to put you through that. I love you, more than my life, more than anything, but I refuse to die in your arms an hour after getting back together with you. Because getting back together would make me think about the future, a future with you, that I can't have right now. It wouldn't be fair to you or to me."
"Mauve, please..."
When my eyes find his, it feels like the day of our breakup all over again, and my heart stops beating because the pain is so strong and brutal...
I shake my head, pull away from his touch, and walk toward my father's grave, not turning around, because if I do, I'll never leave again.
I do everything for you, because you have a golden line spreading out, ready to cling to me.
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writers, instead of asking ai for help, you can always use your childhood trauma and repressed issues to help you with that fic
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Yes queen you can definitely pull Joe keery. never back down NEVER WHAT!? NEVER GIVE UP KEEP DREAMING.
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