#Eddie Spears

[gardenplum]

eddie spears in dreamkeeper, 2003

[imasradiantasthesun]

Ez’s Hunger Games aesthetics, part 16: The Second Quarter Quell Generation, part 1

Jack Hawthorne, the miner’s son

Alys Everdeen, the apothecary’s daughter

Gordon Jet Everdeen, the musician’s son

Hazelle Hawthorne, the hanged man’s daughter

Leiney Undersee, the lonely twin

Maysilee Donner, the candy maker’s daughter

Nick Mellark, the baker’s son

Dahlia Mellark, the teacher’s daughter

Haymitch Abernathy, the orphan

[xxbabygirlk]

eddie spears as shane chasing horse in dreamkeeper, 2003 ❤️‍🔥

[underratedvisages]

EDDIE SPEARS in BLACK CLOUD (2004)

Directed by Ricky Schroder

[oldinterneticons]

[babybalcheese]

i got a love-hate relationship w eddie spears due to his obvi allergy towards hd-quality photography

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have The Old Way 2023

[yokalemi]

One of my favorite parts of the movie DreamKeeper (2003). I let a bit of the earlier part also in, because it's nice and provides some context. This whole project is so beautifully done! Watch the whole thing if you haven't. Spoiler alert for those who haven't seen the whole film. But nothing major.

[rock-a-noodle]

Why are Eddie Spears movies so hard to find?

[themotherofhorses]

AND MINE TOO ‼️‼️

if you or a loved one has been diagnosed with. Captivated by a man with big sparkly brown eyes and slutty hands and a pretty waist you may be entitled to financial compensation

[strangersatellites]

posting this feels like I'm crawling out of my grave and gasping for air

anyway- inspired by this post by @inthedarknessofnight

here's 1.3k of concert photographer!Steve and rockstar!Eddie because I couldn't get this out of my head

gimme, gimme more

1.3k words | this is the most g-rated thing I've ever written, it won't happen again

Steve’s feet hurt.

They always do after a show, but this one was particularly hard on him.

He’s been at this venue for two years now and shot countless shows in that time. But never in his career has he been challenged so– athletically. 

The photo pit at this place is light years better than his last venue. There’s more than enough room for all of the photographers and their gear without stepping on each other. Usually Steve is grateful for this because surely there is only so many more beatings his 35mm can take before it kicks the bucket. Today though, he’s grateful for the space because of the full-tilt sprint this band had him in. 

He’s never seen anything like it.

Well, less so did the band have him in a sprint and more so the frontman but, semantics. 

The guy is everywhere. Steve could barely keep up with the way he ran around stage, jumping, climbing on equipment, leaning off-stage toward the barricade.

It was fun but Jesus, what is his deal?

Steve hadn’t even known who Corroded Coffin was 24 hours ago. Now he’s burned through two SD cards in an hour and a half. 

The guy’s hot and a good photo subject, sue him.

Well, he thinks he’s a good photo subject at least. He won’t know until he’s culled through every single shot. Steve’s a good photographer, took to it naturally the first time he picked up a camera. His downfall though, according to his college professors at least, was that he pays absolutely no attention to what he’s shooting while he’s shooting it. Hence the overshooting. 

On more than one occasion he’s gotten started on editing and someone is wearing an outfit he’s never seen before, someone���s got sunglasses on in every photo, a tag hanging off their jacket. All he’s concerned with is the framing, the lighting, and the focus. The content can be a problem for Future Steve. Everything can be fixed in post.

Almost.

Anyway, his feet hurt and he hates culling, so he pours himself a full glass of wine and plops down on the couch in front of an episode of trash tv with his laptop and props his feet up. Settles in for a long night.

2,461 images.

He throws his head back with a groan. Ugh. 

The first hundred or so are garbage.

They always are.

A few shots spent fucking with the exposure, a few the focus, some the flash.

He denotes the purple flag as his ‘good’ tag and orange as his ‘trash’ tag. The orange is stacking up fast. Around 163 he starts finding some good images. Ones that aren’t tainted by motion blur from his running around after this frontman. 

His photos of the drummer are pretty sick; he can't lie. The lights and the smoke and the near-manic smile on his face make for great photos. He’s not even this band’s personal photographer but he can imagine at least one of these will get posted to the band's socials. He’s good, what can he say?

He has a good bit of the bassist, his energy infectious enough you can almost feel it through the screen. Purple is making a comeback.

He finally gets through some crowd pics, some more drummer, some guitarist, some detail shots before he finally makes it to the frontman. 731 photos later. 

What did Wikipedia say his name was? Eddie, he thinks.

Weird, the very first shot Steve has of him he’s making fierce eye contact with the camera.

Ew.

No matter how long Steve does this, photos of people looking directly at the camera never get less jarring. 

Orange tag. Trash.

The next one is exactly the same.

Shit. 

He’s really bad to fall victim to the high speed shutter on this camera and often finds himself with a dozen copies of the same picture. Looks like he’s done it again.

Orange.

More piercing eye contact.

What? He squints and flips back and forth between the last two photos.

They’re not even remotely similar. As a matter of fact, Steve was in a completely different location in the pit for the second one. 

Green tag. Come back to this.

Taking a long swig from his glass he shifts so his laptop is closer to his face. Thinks that surely he’s not seeing this right. 

He takes to forgoing his tagging system and just flipping through every photo as fast as his fingers can press the arrow keys.

He’s clicked through about 200 when he starts getting worried, his heart rate speeding up. Surely he got something usable.

“What the fuck?”

He’s clicked through 50 or 60 more when he decides that, no he did not fall victim to the shutter speed at all. This guy is just making direct eye contact with his camera in every single photo.

Steve’s not mad, the opposite really. He didn’t spend much time looking at the guy during the show and now he gets to have an eyeful while he works. What’s there to be mad about? 

He is, however, mildly concerned that he won’t have a single decent photo to use for the venue socials when he posts about this show.

Whatever. Maybe fans of their music are also fans of uncomfortable eye contact. Who knows?

He finishes sifting through the rest of the photos, Eddie staring directly down the lens in every one, one’s where he’s not the subject included. Throws them all in an editing software and mass edits them all at once. He’ll detail edit later.

While the eye contact was a little unsettling, he did get one photo he’s particularly happy with. One that makes it look like the staring was on purpose.

It’s during the second to last song, a ballad– or as close as you can get with a metal band. Eddie’s standing center-stage and Steve had snagged the spot directly in front of him. He’s looking straight down, backlit with red spotlights, surrounded by smoke pumping from side-stage, and just close enough that Steve can see the sweat dripping down his neck. He looks a little bit scary, but that’s how Steve likes ‘em. 

That’ll be the cover photo for sure.

He shoots an album link to his boss to review before he distributes them anywhere, then spends  the next twenty minutes laughing to himself while he collects the goofiest photos of Eddie staring straight at his lens.

He puts them in a new album and copies the link.

When he opens up Instagram and searches Corroded Coffin he lets out a low whistle at the six million followers. Maybe he really should know who these guys are. With that many followers he doubts they’ll even see a message from his personal account, but whatever. He clicks on the message button on their profile and hits paste.

@ steveharrington.jpeg Great show tonight! Somebody tell this guy that he is allowed to look away from the camera though…

He only waits a few minutes for the reply.

@ corrodedcoffin HOLY SHIT THAT WAS YOU

@ corrodedcoffin Wait hang on

His phone pings with a message from a new account.

@ whoiseddiemunson HOLY SHIT THAT WAS YOU

@ whoiseddiemunson Sweetheart I wasn’t looking at the camera

Steve furrows his brows, confused. Starts typing a response but gets interrupted by another message.

@ whoiseddiemunson I was looking at the smoking hot guy behind it. Kinda hard to get a good look when he’s hiding behind the camera though.

Steve feels his cheeks flush and huffs a laugh to himself.

@ steveharrington.jpeg Well the guy behind the camera did manage to get a few good ones even though he was under surveillance the whole show. Wanna see those?

@ whoiseddiemunson Hell yeah I do. I just scrolled through your profile, your work is amazing. Do you want to show me the rest? Maybe over coffee tomorrow?

Steve smiles. His earlier heart palpitations replaced with butterflies.

@ steveharrington.jpeg Is this a date?

@ whoiseddiemunson It better be

[megamanrecut]

More doodles, support unit style

Bonus Bass:

[coolguyincsworld]

(A-shift during lunch)

Hen and buck: *fighting over best pop girl*

Hen: I can’t believe you think that Taylor is the better of the two

Buck: because she is. Yeah Beyoncés good but have you seen Taylor perform

Eddie: personally I think their both equal

Hen: ok since your putting your two cents in, chim, what about you who do you think is better?

Chimney: as much as I would love to agree with you hen, I think your both wrong. The superior pop star is Britney Spears.

Buck: really? ok, what abt you cap?

Bobby: i plead the fifth

Hen: common cap just tell us.

Bobby: fine, the spice girls

Hen: I mean they are a group but they still count.

Ravi: all those girls are great but you guys are missing the very obvious winner.

Buck: oh really, who?

Ravi: Gaga.

Everyone: *staring at him blankly*

Hen: yeah… Gaga.

[leoruby-draws]

Decided to post even more Vanessa art, this one showing her hanging out with Rose Wilson. It seems Rose wants to help Vanessa 'toughen up' a bit, perhaps her mother Lillian Worth can help. Their older selves clothing are based on stuff I've seen in thrift stores, don't they look fashionable?

Here's an older Vanessa wearing the Silver Swan outfit belonging to her predecessor Valerie Beaudry, it's a very beautiful outfit I must admit. Speaking of Valerie...

Here's Vanessa meeting Valerie and her gal pal Maxine Sterenbuch, along with a doodle of Vanessa and friends meeting her names sake the Loch Ness monster! Looks like a fun adventure they had. There's also a doodle of Vanessa's poor friend Lucy Spears. I felt so bad for her, I appreciate the comics tackling such a heavy topic.

Further context on Vanessa meeting Valerie, in my au after Vanessa is transformed into the Silver Swan, I imagine her breaking out and going into hiding. Shortly after Jason and friends manage to find her and convince her somehow to join the team, tho she's very standoffish at first. Jason finds her (along with a couple of other kids) a safe house to stay in, but later on she meets Valerie.

Valerie offers to let her stay with her and Maxine, Valerie knows better than anyone what Vanessa is going through and wants to help. Vanessa slowly with her learns to manage her powers better and eventually learns to control it. Being in a safe place and having friends helps stabilize her emotions better, thereby stabilizing her powers as well.

Should be noted that Diana and Julia Kapatelis are trying to find her and bring her home. I imagine word eventually gets through to them where Vanessa is, I'm not sure if Valerie/Maxine know where Vanessa comes from so they can't tell her family. I'm not sure about Jason actually, perhaps Vanessa tells him not to 'snitch", so he's probably in a bit of a moral dilemma I guess.

Vanessa didn't just meet Valerie, she also gets a chance to meet the first Silver Swan, Helen Alexandros! The story here is kinda vague but I wanted Vanessa to meet Helen, then forced to fight her. But because Vanessa shows her compassion, Helen is moved by this and somehow 'gifts' her divine power (that she got from Ares) and this transforms Vanessa into a sorta 'super form'.

Kinda resembles Sailor Moon a bit huh? Who is surprised, I showed this form in an earlier drawing I think. Anyways, this form only lasts for a short time, but its very powerful. Vanessa showing empathy to her enemy is ofc inspired by her hero Wonder Woman , I guess after being helped by her friends she ends up helping another victim like herself. So I guess she ends up getting a narrative arc of sorts in this au.

But I did think up an alternative way for her to get that 'super form" tho:

This is more obviously inspired by the swan lake story, but more specifically the 1994 movie The Swan Princess (Vanessa's hair is slightly modeled after Odette's). The story's even more vague here, so I guess I imagined a lake spirit taking the form of a swan, Vanessa helps it and it 'gifts' her extra power. It only lasts a short time as well. Which story do you think sounds better?

Well, that was a lot, so I hoped you liked all that!

[jinxtheshadow]

God dammit, here i go liking another villain again…

Credit to my friend for the song choice: he’s really such a girlboss

[sp0o0kylights]

AYYYYYY I got the first two chapters up on A03

This bad boy’s A03 is now in my Pinned Post as well, which I finally updated lol. Meant to get it up whatever two days ago was but alas, I crashed and then had a Bad Health Day BUT IM GOING STRONG RN SO 

HERE IT IS