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[callunavulgari]

Chapter 9 is up (otherwise known as the Robin interlude!!!!!!!) for our @steddiebang2024 project! Chapter banner by the lovely @firefly-party! <3

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Robin watches with glee as the bambi-legged fucker all but trips over himself getting back into his apartment, the door to 6A slamming behind him. She wouldn’t have even needed to see the door that he disappeared behind to know that the messy-haired, cow-eyed loser is the Eddie that Steve’s been mooning after for months. The Eddie of the horrible no good rock music. The Eddie that Steve’s been making sad puppy dog eyes over ever since he stopped playing their silly little game.

The Eddie, Robin thinks, a thrum of excitement fluttering through her chest as her gaze lands on the lopsided pyramid of Campbell’s soup cans stacked in front of her doorway, that just left Steve a cute little care package.

Robin gathers the cans up slowly, tucking each of them against her chest one by one until their sharp metal edges are digging into her ribcage. She has to fight not to drop them as she attempts to get the front door open and still manages to drop one on her foot by the time it finally swings open. She curses, wincing as she ducks down to scoop up the wayward soup that’s rolling its sluggish way across the open hallway.

There’s a groggy noise from the direction of the living room as she sets the extra cans onto the table and kicks the door closed behind her.

“Rob…?” Steve’s voice is weak, thick and miserable. He gives a wet, mucousy sound sniffle. 

She grins, still riding the high of actually seeing Steve’s very own white whale, and skips her way down the hallway. 

“Saw your booooy today,” she sing-songs, dropping the last can of soup into Steve’s lap. She stoops as low as she dares with Steve still gross and hacking up both lungs, hunkering down over the couch that he’s curled up on and crossing her arms over the back. She grins down at him and jerks her head towards the soup, waggling her eyebrows. “Special delivery.”

Steve blinks his sad wet eyes at her, still looking adorably confused.

She rolls her eyes and leans in to knock her knuckles gently against his forehead.

“Your metal man, dingus,” she tells him affectionately. 

Steve’s eyes widen. They jerk down to the can in his lap. “Wait, Eddie? You actually saw him?”

“Sure did,” Robin crows. “Turned red as a tomato and bolted the second that he clocked me standing there, but it was definitely him.”

Steve hesitates for a minute, eyeing the can of soup in his lap like it’s the second coming of the dear sweet baby Jesus. She watches him chew on his lip for a second and then he opens his mouth and whispers in a quiet voice, “What did he look like?”

Robin snorts. Of course.

“Bit of a beanpole,” she tells him with a shrug, rounding the couch and lifting his gross hairy feet long enough to slip in beneath them. “You know the type. Thin, lanky, lots of hair.”

Steve gives her a wobbly smile, honking out an attempt at a laugh. “Great hair?”

She makes a seesawing motion with one hand, hems and haws a little to really sell it. “Maaaaybe if you’re into that kind of thing.”

[captainbee66]

I miss the era of the internet where everyone had an evil alter ego/character that would show up on their channel, just to be silly, that eventually got a lot of lore from the fandom for no reason. It was a simpler time.

[hoofpeet]

Doing a full pivot in 2025 into dedicating this blog to Between the Lions fanart

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)

[14dayswithyou]

🩷💍 DAY 5 IS OUT NOW! 💍🩷

Hello Angel... ^^ Day 5 has officially been released and is now available for everyone to play! You can download it now on itch.io!

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[shichidikai]

had a dream where i logged in to ao3 and saw this

so i'm manifesting it for every author who sees this

likes charge reblogs cast, rb to wish kudos and comments upon your favorite fics

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[eddievedders]

GOOD OMENS — Chapter 5: The Ball.

[arrgh-whatever]

luna's armor

[tempo-takoyaki]

I forgot he had a birthday. Happy late birth little guy.

[xxmoonduskxx]

Win or Lose doodle dump ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

Zesty janitor jumpscare

[artist-rat]

been meaning to draw some sorta lineup of Noon for probably a year now lol. flipped and just did these quick sketches to get at least sth done. mostly her horn situation in mind :]

[keferon]

Important info please read!!

I am a goddamn moron. And I reeeally fucked up.

You know that thing when you get in a new fandom not from watching/reading canon material but from looking at fanart and fanfics?

So your perception of what characters should look/behave like is based on things other people draw and write?

Yeah. I first discovered Texaid through fanfiction and then went to look for some fanart of it and then, like an absolUTE FUCKING IDIOT, assumed I knew what they looked like because I saw how other people draw them. When in reality I was basically drawing other person's design from memory this whole time??? And no one ever called me out about this until today?? Why no one told me sooner ohmyfuckingod I would stop this shit instantly

Guys. GUYS. Those Texaid designs belong to @disformer They were never mine. It's fucking important you all know that.

I'm going through all imaginable stages of grief rn I'm so sorry. I won't use the designs ever again. Stealing them wasn't my intention. I knew Vortex and First Aid as a rare pair never really had any interactions in canon so I didn't bother to do a proper research about them and just went with what I saw in fandom. I'll go search for my clown shoes now.

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