If You See This You’re Legally Obligated To Reblog And Tag With The Book You’re Currently Reading

I like this scene.

I love how i can post

and i can say

“this is a woman”

and people will be like “yes woman, beautful woman” “a woman” and the like

happy “what i don’t often say is that i loved david the most” wednesday

First Monkees Fanart

I drew my first ever Monkees fanart. 😬 I don’t know how to feel. You can never catch and recreate that sweet, contemplative look but I hope this makes someone happy!

Steve’s seen it before.

The barely concealed expression of horror, made right as a lady hears one of his cornball, goofy jokes and speeds through the five stages of grief as they realize they still want to fuck him. 

Even if he says shit so ridiculous a middle schooler couldn’t get away with it. 

(And Steve would know, because he’s watched Dustin try.)  

It’s a core part of his personality really. He was smooth about it when he cared about appearances, locked the corny shit away until they were alone and he could reveal just enough of his real self to seal the deal.  

Then he was all about making teddy bears talk and all other kinds of stupid shit. 

Nowadays he doesn't bother with putting on the cool guy front. 

Steve is who he is, and likes who he likes, and that perhaps, is why this particular look of horrified acceptance is so amusing.

Because it’s not on a girl's face.

It’s on Eddie’s. 

Which he expected, because Steve’s not as stupid as the kids think.

Just as Eddie isn’t the best at hiding his crushes like he thinks he is. 

The over-the-top showmanship and teasing, the jokes and theatrics might fool most of the Party, and had even Robin second guessing for a while, but none of them have done their time in the trenches.

Romance is, and has always been, Steve’s game.

“What did you say?” Eddie asks, laughter ringing through his voice, and with a cocky grin, Steve steps into his space and happily repeats himself. 

“I said--if no one’s done it yet, then let me be the first to thank you for wearing those pants.” For the second time, Steve sends his eyes downward, only to slowly pull them back up. “What are they made out of? Boyfriend material?” 

“oh my God.” Eddie says but he’s grinning, a finger pulling some hair across his face and Steve knows then and there that he’s won.

Peter, Mike, and Micky on the set of the Monkees - Sometime during 1966

do you love my beautiful girls?

Mike: *watches as Micky misjudges the distance and air plain dives into the dirt. Lifts sunglasses off eyes* Now why would you go and do a thing like that?

Micky: If I run and jump at Mike, he’ll definitely catch me. Watch.

Micky: *charges towards Mike*

Mike: NO I’VE GOT COFFEE— !

Mike: *drops coffee and catches Micky*