#therightmoves

“ yeah? well, if it helps, i’m surprising even myself here, WHEELER ” voice is laced with [ at least a hint of ] 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 because ‘what the hell is going on?!’ -- seriously, as if the last few days couldn’t get any weirder . . . to put it lightly. he’s in some alternate . . . dimension? and he just fought off a bunch of . . . demon bat things? seriously, it’s like he’s stepped IN to some of the album art he has sitting at home, and he is not into it. when does this 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 end? 

❝    you  address  me  like  a  stern  mom  .    ❞    scrunching up his features to smile  ,  steve would wiggle his hand left and right  .    ❝    i  dunno  ,  i  think  you  should’ve  tried  your  hand  at  snookums  .  we  could’ve  been  snookums  and  poopykins  .    ❞    he  jests  ,  but  steve  answers  to  her  easily  when  she  says  his  name  .  her  voice  was  everything  ;  from  saying  his  name  to  calling  him  an  idiot  .

doesn’t  know  how  they  got  to  this  point  ,  her  pressed  up  against  wall  with  steve  cradling  her  face  with  a  fervor  he  couldn’t  explain  .  tips  of  fingers  pushing  chocolate  curls  back  and  lips  fitted  together  like  missing  puzzles  pieces  ;  always  thought  that  when  he  kissed  her  .  their  bodies  flush  upon  one  another  —  took  solace  in  the  fact  that  she  didn’t  shove  him  away  ;  didn’t  just  let  him  kiss  her  as  he  felt  her  lips  parted  and  swallow  his  bottom  lip  .  yearning  was  washed  away  ,  replacing  emotion  with  relief  and  something  that  felt  like  coming  home  .  only  after  what  felt  like  an  eternity  and  steve  could  feel  his  lips  becoming  (   r  a  w   )  ,  prompting  steve  to  pull  back  slowly  but  still  held  her  face  within  his  calloused  hands  .  the  silence  was  deafening  ,  only  the  sound  of  their  breathing  filling  the  air  .  steve  didn’t  even  want  to  speak  ,  but  he  knew  he  needed  to  .    ❝    nance  ?    ❞    don’t  hate  me  .

pre-established relationship meme <3

bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

It was easy to figure out just what he wanted in his room, essentials that would make his living space comfortable; bed, fridge, workstation and entertainment. The first ones were easy and after getting a DVD player for last, going beyond that was trouble some. Unable to decide which system he wanted to purchase, he ended up coming to the safe house with two boxes under his arm. It would have been three, though he had a feeling carrying so many consoles would cause issues on the bus. Like some idiot trying to rob him.

Setting the two up was easy enough and as he stepped back to look over the area, he decided that one day he’ll have to purchase, or build, some shelving for everything. Of course he would consider the latter before the former and spent a bit of time sketching out a few plans, at least until he decided that he would rather play than to work on something that wasn’t entirely important.

Comfortably laying on his stomach, he frowned at the screen as he went through the very lengthy character creation process for the game that came with the console. So much time wouldn’t have passed if he wasn’t so picky about how his character would look. Taking a moment to bundle is pillow further beneath his chin he set it down again and absently flipped through the three dozen hairstyles that was provided.