#it is after midnight

[riality-check]

Steve didn’t think he could fall more in love with Eddie. Hell, there were so many days where his heart felt too big for his chest, when he thought love would crack his body open and spill out for the world to see.

It’s such a good feeling.

He should stop being surprised by Eddie after all these years, but Steve can’t really help it. He’s still falling in love with him.

He isn’t even in the same room as him. He’s in the living room, grinning like an idiot and listening to Eddie sing to their daughter. 

It’s not even a good song. It’s fucking Old McDonald because their kid is a year old and starting to learn real words. Time fucking flies when you’re a parent, Steve has discovered. He remembers the day they got her like it was yesterday.

“Old McDonald had a farm,” Eddie sings, then he waits.

“Yayayayo,” Cora babbles back.

Steve smiles so hard, he feels like his face is gonna split open.

“And on his farm, he had a...”

“Dut.”

“Duck,” Eddie says, and Steve can hear the smile in his voice. “Eieio.”

Steve listens as Eddie sings the song, listens to Cora babble along. Listens to her mimic the drawl that comes out whenever Eddie sings to her.

“Yayayayo,” Cora finishes the song, then demands, “gen.”

“No can do, sugarplum,” Eddie says, drawl still there. Steve tries not to melt in the middle of the hall. “It’s bedtime.”

“Gen,” Cora says. Steve can see her little pout perfectly in his head.

Eddie sighs. “You gotta learn when to quit.”

“No,” Cora says. It’s her favorite word. 

Steve, still sitting on the couch, muffles his laugh.

“You get that from your dad,” Eddie says, and then he starts the song up again.

Steve listens to Eddie, listens to the way he talks and sings only when he’s at home with them. It’s sweet like sugar - which is what Eddie calls Steve when he’s feeling particularly sweet.

Steve knows where it all comes from. Eddie told him how it, the way his mom and dad talked, comes out when he’s singing to Cora. How he lets it stick around for a while, breaking the habit of trying to sound like he was born and raised in Hawkins. Even if Steve sometimes makes fun of the way he’ll say “supper” instead of “dinner” or puts an extra syllable before words, he loves it.

He stays in the living room as long as he can, listening to Eddie sing soft and sweet. He savors the moment like sugar on his tongue.

“She’s down,” Eddie whispers, coming into the living room. “There’s gotta be an easier way to do that.”

Steve smiles at the way Eddie hasn’t fixed his voice yet. “Maybe she likes hearing you sing.”

“Like you do?” Eddie teases.

“Like I do,” Steve confirms. 

Eddie kisses him, soft and sweet just like his singing. When they break apart, he whispers, “Bed, darlin’?”

“Sounds good to me if you come with.”

“Always will,” Eddie says.

Yeah. Steve likes this Eddie, too. The soft and sweet one only he gets to hear.

[dear-ao3]

were doing real good here tonight

[garak]

thumbs up is one of the most useful and versatile things that an autistic boy can have in his arsenal

[once-delight]

Armand: Kills your friends and family

Also Armand:

[hawberries]

it is a citizen's divine right to draw a little Kaveh on her birthday

[thatonebabybat]

JJBA characters be like "Man, it's gonna take FOREVER to find this mysterious stand user we're looking for! Just look at this crowd!"

[kosalus]

bicep meme 2 electric boogaloo with dame aylin and isobel

[ohtendril]

Colin and Pen + hand holding (s3)

[xenksfightscene]

Xenk Yendar’s Fight Scene set to:

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight) - ABBA

(YouTube link)

[shushmal]

The latest Family Video customer is barely through the door before Eddie explodes, "Ugh, Tyler."

Beside him, Steve scoffs in agreement, nose wrinkled with distaste. He's so hot. "Yeah, exactly, uugh."

"That should be his middle name. Ugh," Robin chimes in. Eddie's so glad they're in agreement about the bleach-spiked punk guy that graduated three years ago but is still bumming around Hawkins. "Steve, I can't believe you dated that guy."

Seriously, Tyler is the worst— Wait, what—?

"Wait," Eddie says, gaping at Robin. "What?"

"You could barely call it dating," Steve huffs.

"You were together for a month and a half," Robin says. She's got this evil grin on her face and is pointedly not looking at Eddie who is very desperate for Robin to look at him right now, please. "You drove that bum to Indy every weekend. He broke up with you on Valentine's day."

Eddie's weak "Tyler? Tyler Teaks?" gets completely ignored.

"I—" Steve says with haughty emphasis. "—broke up with him on Valentine's day. Don't get it twisted, Buckley."

Robin snorts and finally glances at Eddie. "Steve only broke up with him because the guy blew him off. On Valentine's Day. Which is basically getting broken up with," she tells him, and ignores it when Eddie whimpers at her.

"Yeah, but I'm the one to ended it!" Steve insits.

Eddie, finally, finds his voice, and says, "Tyler Teaks?! Harrington!"

"Ugh," Steve says, slumping against the counter. "I know." He cuts a glare over at Eddie after a moment. "I blame you for this."

"Me?!" Eddie shrieks, incredulous. He's pretty sure he's stepped into another parallel world. Perpendicular world? A world where Steve apparently dates guys—and guys like Tyler Teaks, no less. Eddie's sure he's gone completely batshit insane. "What the hell did I do?!"

Steve stands, cocking his hip the side, and looks down his handsome nose at Eddie. "You wouldn't be my New Year's kiss at Tina's party," he says. "So I had to settle for Tyler Teaks instead."

"What the fuck?" Eddie says, completely lost. "What—? You—? Tina—? KISS—?!"

Beside them, Robin is grinning, laughing, eyes going back and forth between them, munching on a stolen back of skittles—her own personal dramedy on stage before her.

"Yep," Steve says, popping the P. He looks distinctly bitter. "Pulled my best moves on you, and you turned me down."

"Steve," Eddie breathes. He reaches out, places both hands on Steve's shoulders, intent. The eye contact he forces Steve into is desperate. "I don't even remember getting to Tina's New Year's Party." He takes a deep breath. "I woke up in her mom's pantry the next morning with no shoes and no memory of how I got there."

Finally, Steve cracks, a big smile stretching his face. Robin cackles. "Yeah, I kind of figured as much," Steve sighs, wistful now. "You told me, and I quote, 'Steve Harrington, you are very beautiful and I want to have a summer wedding because you'd look beautiful-er with sunflowers'—"

"Don't forget the 'you look so hot in that sweater' part."

"—'But actually, I am a very straight man. So very super straight.' And then you crouched down on the floor and crawled away." Steve is biting his lip now to keep from laughing. Robin is not so nice. "Like I couldn't see you, and the handkerchief flagging in your pocket."

"Oh my god."

"Don't worry, it was really cute," Steve says, grinning. "But, I still needed a New Year's kiss, and unfortunately for everyone involved, Tyler was my only willing choice."

"Oh my god."

"Totally duped me though, he was super sweet the entire night," Steve sighs. His mouth is twisted into genuine regret now. "Plus, the next week, you acted like you'd never spoken to me before, so—"

"OH MY GOD."

Steve and Robin give him twin grimaces. Robin's is a lot more sympathetic. Steve's is confused. "Listen, man," Steve tries to soothe. "I'm sure that's pretty embarrassing, but it was a cute story! No hard feelings, I promise."

Robin's sympathetic grimace deepens.

"No," Eddie says, standing up straight. "I refuse. There is no way I turned down Steve Harrington for a New Year's kiss. There is no way."

"Wait—"

"Eddie, where—"

Eddie marches for the door, digging his keys out of his pockets. "Good-bye friends, I must go see a supergirl about time travel."

[secretly-a-trekkie]

theyre scheming probably

[0vergrowngraveyard]

knighting his baby brother...........

inspired by @000marie198's post

[dissolvedvoid]

Sean Brennan of London After Midnight / Ghastly Magazine issue 2, 1992

[garak]

i understand stoners of the 60s and 70s deeply because if i didnt have computer and internet and all i had to entertain myself was prog rock and pulpy sci fi fantasy novels i would be smoking hella and imagining kingdoms of gnomes and alien prophesies all day too and lord knows i would have been impressed by air brush paintings

[ankhfiend]

𓉸 𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔞𝔫 - 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 .ᐟ

[werewolfaday]

day 105