#leo eddie

[stranger-rants]

Harringroveson being a Libra/Aries/Leo relationship would be so chaotic, because air signs fuel the intensity of fire signs and vice versa. They would have very hot sex, yeah, but also they would do so many stupid illegal things together.

[urhoneycombwitch]

big ask for an Eddie writer but when do you headcanon his birthday as? Or do your different Eddie's have different birthdays? (ie is rockstar Eddie a Leo and linecook Eddie a Pisces?)

I’m using this meme bc I’m an airhead when it comes to knowing my shit about star signs ASTROLOGY PEEPS PLZ DONT COME AT ME IF THIS TAKE IS BAD

well as a Virgo, Pisces is my soulmate and I DO see myself settling down w someone like linecook!Eddie so I love that. Rockstar Eddie is SOOO Leo coded.

you know what I’m gonna ask my astrology friend what she thinks and get back to you on this with her assessment. will reblog w updates

[iliketopgun]

I do not have rizz, I just have big green eyes and many concerning thoughts

Reblog if you agree

[intermittentmania]

[siriuslysmoking]

Fictober | 2024

The 13 days of Fictober

Starts Saturday October 19th

Everyday at 11

Includes: Fluff (plenty of it), angst (also plenty), smut is marked with *, feel good stuff to make me happy and hopefully you <3

A/N: they’re not all as long as fics, it’s a bunch of blurbs that I don’t want to write 1k+ for.

Day 1 - Percy and the Pumpkin Patch

Day 2 - Werewolf Clarisse

Day 3 - Regulus and the Corn Maze

Day 4 - James and Costumess

Day 5 - Leo and the daughter of Hecate

Day 6 - Haunted House with Blaise

Day 7 - Siren Reader with Percy

Day 8 - Eddie and a Scary Movie

Day 9 - Vampire Blaise

Day 10 - Ghost Reader with James

Day 11 - Leo with daughter of Hades

Day 12 - Clarisse and Spooky Actor Reader

Day 13 - Steve and Pumpkin Carving

Comment if you want to be tagged for all or specific days <33

[pumpkinbxtch]

･⁠｡ﾟ “Lovelorn” .⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

— leo valdez x daughter of apollo!reader

Summary: You and Leo have been friends for a long time. You fight too hard to let him know what you feel and you receive help... divine

Warnings: swear words, mentions of minor burns (really minor)

A/N: English is not my first language, so sorry if it's bad.

Word Count: 2,094

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The two of you were friends, so close, that you couldn't help but feel bad about yourself as you sighed as you watched him pass by.

«Just a few more days and we will be at camp», you found yourself counting the hours to always have him by your side. Damn, you were obsessed.

Gradually, you stopped making your pen write, and it was now making a constant noise against the library table, your eyes still following his figure along the shelves of books. Why he was it taking so long?

—You've already gone over that shelf five times.— You mumbled and temporarily stopped tapping with the pencil.

The brunette turned to you and smiled with a raised eyebrow. — Shall I distract you, señorita? — Your heart stopped, and you turned your gaze to the notes, trying to hide the red tint that spread across your face, meanwhile, your friend continued passing the shelves and sporadically glancing at you discreetly. He thought you had been acting very strange for a while now, and constantly wondered if it was because of something he had said or done. If so, Leo blamed his loose tongue and the natural insolence of his being, but he could swear by Styx lagoon that had not done something.

When he finally found what he wanted, he returned to the table with you, you, as expected, had almost finished your homework while he hadn't even started.

—Are you almost done, nerd?

You frowned.

— Nerd? Or are you an idiot?

Leo let out a laugh that if it weren't for the silence of the library you would never have had the pleasure of hearing. He settled down and began to write while carefully studying a mechanics book.

—Isn't your father the best mechanic in the universe?

A smile appeared on Leo's lips without looking away from the book and from the book to the notebook. He looked stupid good, his shoulders, his fingers running across the page and his curls falling down his face due to gravity. Blessed gravity.

— I would like him to teach me what I need to know instead of doing godly things and getting me involved in suicide missions, but I don't think that's going to happen, right?

You leaned back to lean your back on the old wooden chair, this allowed you to have a better view of Leo. However, as soon as you realized how stupid that reason was, you felt the heat on your cheeks making you regret it.

— I guess — You cleared your throat and rubbed your cheek hoping it wasn't apparent but the movement caught Leo's attention.

— You feel bad? — He said quickly.

You gasped and shook your head left and right, praying you didn't look as pathetic as you felt.

Leo left the pen next to his notebook. — Come — he said with his hand suspended in the air. You hesitated to lean towards him, you knew that would make it worse, however, like the desperate Leo he was, he didn't wait to rise slightly from his seat and reach out to you. Not even two seconds had passed when he had already gently placed the back of his hand on your cheek. You wanted to die or be swallowed by the earth, but not exactly in that order, or if the gods wanted, all at once. But, as usual, your wishes were not listened to or at least those were not heard.

When Leo's eyes met yours, you couldn't help but pull back, which gave Leo an ache in the chest.

— Everything is alright? — He said when he was finally sitting again, his expression went from calm to serious. Leo was always joking and teasing you, but yes, if he wanted to talk about something serious, he didn't waver in the attempt. You knew it well, and that made you press the edges of the table with enormous anxieties.

So easy that it would be to lie to him with a simple “yes” but your feelings twisted in your stomach and your heart felt a pain that danced between fear and desperation. You were so sick of feeling that fear and not telling him, but you were also terrified of what he would think. Would you be on the same page? Or was it just Leo's stupid attitude with everyone?

— Hey — Leo passed his hand in front of your eyes, bringing you back to earth, you looked at him, still speechless. — Are you ok? Shall we go to the infirmary, or can you handle it? — His index finger pointed to your golden necklace with a sun engraved on it, you immediately pressed it against you.

How did you go from being joking to being terrified of your emotions? You wished it were easy.

And then, your mouth opened without permission:

— No. I need you.

You two stood silent, even everyone in the library seemed to hold their breath.

Leo raised his eyebrow and leaned forward.

— Excuse me?

— Don't you notice, idiot?

For a moment, it was like hearing yourself in the third person, you couldn't believe those words were coming out of you. The fear seemed to vanish out of nowhere.

Your best friend looked down as he took the pen and tapped it on his notebook. — Notice what?— he muttered, looking back at you.

— That I like you.

Leo opened his eyes, and you felt your stomach twisting again, but definitely one less burden on your back. Now you were wondering, would it be very stupid of you to say it was a joke?

Yeah, he would forgive you.

You Laugh — N-no, I don't…

— And you to me.

Both fell silent and Leo snorted.

— Were you going to say it was a joke? — Leo frowned and squeezed the pen, the small device began to melt in his hand.

Seeing this, you muffled a scream and covered his hand without stopping to think twice. The fact was that you were no less sensitive to heat than the plastic pen, which caused a cry of pain to echo throughout the library, earning you several looks and scoldings.

You held your hand with your good one and hunched over in your pain, holding back any more sobs that might bother others. Leo quickly jumped out of his chair to walk past you and kneel, asking to see your hand. With your thoughts fuzzy, you shook your head repeatedly.

— Let me see

You denied.

— Give me your hand!

You denied again.

— Que la chingada, give me your hand!

— YOUNG PEOPLE, KEEP SILENCE — Miss, are you okay? — The librarian looked at your hand and put her hands on her chest, totally scandalized — What are you waiting for, sir? — The old woman pointed at Leo, causing him to fall onto the carpeted floor — Take your girlfriend to the infirmary immediately!

Leo looked at her dumbfounded, still on the floor.

The librarian looked quickly at you, still pressing your hand against your chest, she looked back at Leo and snorted exaggeratedly.

— NOW!— She shouted, breaking her own rules.

— Yes ma'am!

Leo stood up and analyzed you, still struggling with the pain.

— Al carajo, pues. — And he carried you.

It certainly would have been one of your fantasies, if it weren't for the fact that you felt like your hand was melting. Leo's arms carried you by the back of your thighs, while his right hand kept your head resting on his chest. When had he become so strong?

— I had some Ambrosia in my backpack — You whispered in Leo's ear, he stopped at the door of the infirmary, panting. He gave you a look of disbelief.

— And you tell me right now?

You raised your blistered hand, that broke Leo's heart.

—I'll let them take a look at you anyway. —And he entered, still with you in his arms.

To your surprise, the room was empty, but Leo decided that it would be best to wait.

After a few minutes, Leo scratched the back of his neck and gave you a nervous look from the doorway, waiting for someone to enter. Of course, you had completely forgotten.

You settled on the stretcher, making space for Leo, and patted the space with your good hand. He didn't argue and walked over to sit down, probably just as impatient with the situation that had caused your burns.

—Leo…

— It was a joke?

Both looked forward, contemplating a diagram of the human nervous system seemed more comforting than facing each other face to face.

You sighed and looked at your hand, red and blistered, it looked slightly better, it was your nature as a demigoddess after all, but it still hurt. The words stuck in your throat, but you fought it.

—Would it be bad if I told you I wasn't joking?

Leo turned to you with unfocused eyes, his fingers twitching around one another, probably missing not having gears and parts in his hands to calm his nerves.

— Are you serious? — Leo approached impulsively, making your heart skip a beat.

— Sorry, I didn't mean—

His hands cupped your cheek, and he pressed his lips to yours, then he turned away from him to look into your eyes with a smile. He kept his hand on your chin and caressed it gently, his fingers traveled to your forehead to brush away strands of hair, Leo looked at you tenderly and leaned down to kiss several places on your cheek.

—Is that a “I like you too?” — you asked between giggles while Leo continued attacking your face affectionately.

He pulled back and admired you.

— I told you, but I don't mind repeating it.— I, — he pointed to himself dramatically — am a sucker for you.—

You pouted and leaned towards him. — Aren't you always?

— Hey! — He laughed and poked your rib, causing you to join him.

Suddenly, the figure of a man appeared at the entrance to the nursery, both looked in his direction, and Leo stood up.

—Are you sure any of you feel bad? I notice they are in too good a mood.— Said the medical assistant with what seemed like a play on his words. You couldn't see his full face, as it was hidden behind a mask, but the golden curls looked familiar.

Leo cleared his throat. — I'll go get our things, let him check you out. I'll be back in a few minutes.— And he walked toward the doorway.

You nodded and watched the doctor approach with a tray full of instruments for healing. Strangely, just the one your injury required.

— Your hand — He said, the tone also became familiar to you. Curiosity hovered, and you tried to recognize him with the mask on, when the doctor realized he looked up and you were left speechless.

Those blue eyes.

— Father! — You screamed and he removed his mask.

— Trapped — He said sweetly, still paying attention to your hand.

The words didn't come, but the realization hit you like a bucket of cold water.

— You were — Apollo looked at his daughter with a bright smile. — I would never have said that in my life, you forced me!

The god rolled his chair back.

— No, darling. I just sent you a wave of self-confidence — Apollo took your hand in his and lightened up, making any discomfort and any apparent burn disappear.

Your eyes locked onto your father, and you stuttered, the god raising his shoulders.

— What? I made you waste less time with that son of Hephaestus, who is practically my brother, which makes Leo my nephew, but also my son-in-law.

— Dad! — Apollo smiled and winked at you.

—But we don't have DNA, so it doesn't matter.

— Dad!

— Oh, what? I just helped, you asked me to, so did I make my daughter happy or not?

You couldn't deny such a question.

— Good! Ready! I love you, bye

And he disappeared in a burst of light, leaving you with your mouth open.

You raised your fist in the air, and before you said anything, Leo appeared.

— All good?

He looked for the doctor and asked you silently. You sighed and turned to him.

— What happened with? —You gave him a kiss. Leo let go of his backpack and pulled you close to him.

When you broke away from his lips, you smiled at him and grabbed his backpack from the floor, offering your now healthy hand for Leo to take. That made him squint.

— Come on, we have to find something to burn as an offering. I'll tell you on the way.

— Yes my Lady

And you make your way to the main dining rooms.

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N/A Bless the gods if you made it this far. Thanks, kisses. If you have any request, go to my profile.

[thinkingfandoms]

do i ship BuckTommy? yes

do i want BuckTommy endgame? no

does this mean i'll hate if BuckTommy becomes endgame? no

do i not ship Buddie anymore? no

do i want Buddie endgame? yes

does this mean i'll hate it if Buddie doesn't become canon? no

[eddiewithcat]

having buck meet christopher (driving eddie to pick him up from school)

in the same episode where bobby meets may and harry (michael invites him in to stay for dinner)

.….

which could mean nothing.

except the fact that both instances it is someone meeting their soon to be children for the first time, and being allowed to step into that role for the first time

[leekiings]

moments before disaster (the entire IT plot) ( redraw of something i did in 2020 )

[thetangycheesemanwithaplan]

Some people are saying that Buck and Eddie's cheating is the same and I'm just like....

Buck didn't choose to cheat, it was a series of events that someone else initiated and he went with in the moment. He felt bad and yes he lied about it and made some mistakes but he did feel guilty the whole time. He still fucked up but in a different way

Eddie has actively chosen to do this, he flirted, he said he was a single dad (which okay fair if you don't see Marisol as a Co parent maybe just as a babysitter) but he followed up with it's just him and his son (further making a point he's single) he went out of his way to follow this path and yes his feelings with Shannon have complicated it but he's chosen to lie and walk this path and although we've just seen the beginning and we don't know what will happen he seems to be okay with it

Yes both are cheating/have cheated but it's vastly different levels to it.

[analog-kidd]

If Tekken had Tumblr

🌩yggdrasil--official☑️ Follow

ok so it seems like it's impossible to kill heihachi at this point, but are we able to at least castrate him?

#bro has enough kids #and im lowkey kind of tired of finding out about long lost siblings

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🪵theancientdoll Follow

(man i love being an ancient sentient wooden training dummy😊 i hope no russian soldier rips my head off for their model kit)

🪆white-reaper-and-death Follow

hmm? >:)

🪵theancientdoll Follow

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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☯️kazama-son Follow

You know what? I've been feeling better about myself and my situation

🐂spanishbull42 Follow

Oh fuck off you warmongering shit eating asshole!! You killed people!!! YOU MURDERED MY SISTER!!!!

KILL YOUR SELF NOW!!!!!!!

🧡littlephoenixdance Follow

Hey!!!! Dont be mean :((( He said he was sorry :(((

🐼pandapandapandaland Follow

(Yeah don't be mean to Jin😡)

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🕺zum-zum-zum-capo Follow

Oof been so busy with dealing with gcorp stuff that I haven't had the time to do a lot things for *me* ya know?

😽luckykawaiigirl☑️ Follow

✨✨✨✨✨How about I help you get more free time by becoming one of my backup dancers (-‿◦☀) (づ ◕‿◕ )づ ✨✨✨✨✨

💃purplecapoeirista Follow

#goawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoawaygoaway #NOBODY LIKES YOU

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👠no1-williams-assassin Follow

Hmmmm haven't fucked with my younger sister in awhile… might do something about that

(83 notes)

🪶thestrongestmanintheworld Follow

ALRIGHT GUYS IMMA DO A BACK FLIP AND IT WILL BE AWSOME!!!!!!!!

🪶thestrongestmanintheworld Follow

HOPITAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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🥷manji-ninja-samurai Follow

Fellow Tekkblr users!!! I am currently in a bit of a rut. I cannot think of what my next armor set will look like!!! So, out of the kindness of your hearts, will you help me with by giving me some ideas so I can finally start drafting the design!!

🥋polska-karate☑️ Follow

I recall that one of you previous armors was H. R. Giger inspired, correct? I suggest looking into the artist Zdzisław Beksiński, his art is similar to Giger but still quite unique and quite haunting.

🪆white-reaper-and-death Follow

beksinski's art is old and overrated, how about someone more modern like Vergvoktre.

🥋polska-karate☑️ Follow

Hmm is that so? Do you really think Yoshimitsu should take inspiration from a current day artist? Or is your distaste--since you called him overrated--for Beksiński's art is for a different reason?

🥷manji-ninja-samurai Follow

#pls no fighting guys :( #i already have people in my inbox arguing

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👿ceo-of-the-world☑️ Follow

Humanity sucks

I'm taking over the world

💜excellent-violet-guy☑️ Follow

Bro what is your problem????

👿ceo-of-the-world☑️ Follow

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🔮tarot-and-more Follow

Ugh, doing readings and fortunes has been a lot more difficult with Azazel always getting in my way and knocking things over.

🔮tarot-and-more Follow

To everyone asking for pictures of my cat, I regret that I have to inform you all that Azazel is not my cat.

Azazel is an ancient demon that is sealed within my left arm.

🌠theshootingstarofitaly Follow

Ah such a predicament you are in Zafina

🔮tarot-and-more Follow

I don't think christposting is going to help my situation Claudio but I appreciate the sentiment I guess.

#also I don't think that verse relates to my situation #but I'm not christian so I'm not too sure

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MY FACKING TOLET BLEW UP!!!?????!!!?!??!??!!?

#SHIT IS EVERYWWHERRE #NINA WHEN I GET MY FACKING HANDS ON YOU

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🍜normalguyforest Follow

Am... I... the only person whose dad is still alive??? Cause it certainly feels like that,,,

👠no1-williams-assassin Follow

Yep

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Yep

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Yep

🌲savethetrees--official☑️ Follow

I was abandon as a baby so idk if my bio dad is still alive

but I was adopted by a single woman so I dont have a "father" in a sense

🦚️hotgirlshit Follow

im also adopted but i know that my bio parents are fr dead

my adopted dad he's uhhhh

🦚️hotgirlshit Follow

well hes not dead but hes uhhhhhh yeah…

💎gn-spelunker Follow

uhhh I found my dad who I thought was dead

👿ceo-of-the-world☑️ Follow

I wish my dad was dead.

#hate you old man why cant you fucjing DIE

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I don't know why everyone wants to kill me I am such a likable guy

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No you're fucking not

🥋polska-karate☑️ Follow

No you're fucking not

💜excellent-violet-guy☑️ Follow

No you're fucking not

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No you're fucking not

🤖bot-conovitch Follow

No you're fucking not

🍃theolderchang Follow

No you're fucking not

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✊tekkblr-staff☑️

Don't ask us for shit

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[stranger-rants]

Thinkin’ About Aries Billy, Leo Eddie, and Libra Steve going on a trip in Steve’s car. Aries Billy and Leo Eddie pouting in the back seat of Steve’s car because they called shotgun at the same time and Libra Steve couldn’t decide who deserved to sit by him. Aries Billy upset because he can’t control the music. (He doesn’t like not being in control.) Leo Eddie upset because he can’t talk Steve’s ear off. (He doesn’t like not having Steve’s attention.) Libra Steve threatening to turn the car around to go home. (He actually wants to go home.)

[spikes-got-anger-issues]

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[harmonictechnicality]

It’s all Robin’s fault, this stupid little habit Steve picked up from her. That’s something that happens occasionally, they start to blend into the same personality in areas of their life, venn diagram style.

But he starts reading his horoscope in the newspaper. At first it’s just weekly, on tuesdays mostly. When Family Video is at its slowest and Steve needs to put his mind somewhere.

Eventually, he graduates to reading it daily. He loves all the little phrases that sound like they came out of a fortune cookie. Doesn’t even need to eat the shitty cookie to find out his luck or fortune for the rest of the day. It’s awesome.

Eddie Munson seems to come in every day that Steve gets positive readings in friendship and love. It’s a coincidence probably, but Steve always makes sure to spark up conversation. Asks about Eddie’s band. Tells him his new vest patches look cool. Little shit like that.

Convinces himself it’s the friendship good luck energy, excludes the love part from his brain always.

Eddie catches Steve one day, finds a folded up newspaper section hanging out of Steve’s back pocket (it was his favorite fortune cookie-ish quote, Steve carry’s it with him now). Obviously, Eddie is insufferable about it.

“So you’re a Leo, huh?” Eddie teases, examining the horoscope even further.

“Shut up, that’s…” Steve doesn’t know why he’s arguing with a professional smart ass like Eddie Munson. “Whatever. Yeah, I’m a Leo.”

Eddie snorts, tosses the paper over his shoulder. “That checks out.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Totally.” Eddie says. “The way you are with the little gremlins? Overally protective and shit?”

“So?”

“That’s Leo as all fuck.”

Steve scoffs, grabs his horoscope from wherever Eddie aimlessly threw it. “And how the hell would you know what classifies as Leo as all fuck?”

Eddie smiles. Shrugs. “Cause I’m a Leo too.”

“You’re…” Steve doesn’t get why that shocks him so much. Him and Eddie being similar in some way? Seems absurd. “We’re nothing alike though.”

Eddie’s face droops low when Steve points this out. It’s true, they’re not. Maybe some qualities overlap though, like Steve and Robin and their venn diagram personality traits. Maybe…

“Guess being alike isn’t important all the time though.” Steve adds. Wants Eddie to be animated again. “Right?”

“Right.” Eddie perks up a little before leaving. “Later, fellow Leo.”

“Yeah, later.”

It sort of becomes their thing after that though. Eddie will drop by some days, asks Steve what their shared-horoscope is looking like, Steve will give him a quick synopsis. They’ll laugh over how silly it all seems… but still, he always comes back. Always wants to know more. Steve always wants to tell him more too.

About a month into this little routine, they start comparing the details further. Eddie will be like ‘that’s definitely more Harrington-Leo’ if it has to do with money or fortune. Steve will say ‘that’s definitely more Munson-Leo’ if it has to do with creativity and self-reliance.

Sometimes, there will be a reading that applies to both of them and they start celebrating as if their hometown team won the goddamn Super Bowl. Eddie ruffles Steve’s hair, high fives him way too hard.

Steve loves those days. Waits impatiently for those days.

But today… today is a shit reading. Bad luck all the way around. Bad luck in career and wealth. Bad luck in creativity and friendship. Bad luck in love.

Steve sort of hopes Eddie doesn’t drop by the store today, doesn’t wanna break the news that their day is gonna be collectively shitty.

It’s a bad luck day though… so of course Eddie stops by. That’s just the way it goes, right?

Steve is all mopey, doesn’t even try to hide it.

“Bad day for us?” Eddie asks, searching the counter for the newspaper.

“The worst, actually.” Steve’s face is in his hands now. Surrenders his good mood over to a few brief paragraphs on a piece of paper.

Eddie explores for a while, but Steve already threw the horoscope in the trash where it belongs. Doesn’t give two shits if that’s bad luck too, his day can’t possibly get more lousy.

“Synopsis then?” Eddie nudges him, mirroring his face in his hands. Just how Steve is doing it, trying to get him to crack a smile.

He does. “Yeah, okay.”

So Steve fills Eddie in on all the details, how terrible their health is gonna be. How miserable their creative success is gonna be. How disastrous their love life is gonna be. Steve really plays up that last one for dramatic affect.

Eddie is sitting on the counter now, shoveling gummy worms into his mouth as Steve recounts the Leo Horror Story.

“Disastrous love life, huh?” Eddie asks, gummy worm dangling from the corner of his mouth. “Was that really what it said or are you exaggerating?”

“I swear!” Steve holds up both hands defensively. “Said something like, ‘do not expect love to come knocking on your door’ or whatever - I don’t know.”

Eddie polishes off the rest of the candy and hops off the counter. “Yeah. Too bad for us, I guess.”

Steve gets off work pretty late that night (fuck bad luck days). It’s around eleven by the time he gets to eat some dinner, settles on instant macaroni. Washes it down with a bowl Froot Loops.

There’s a knock on the door as he slurps up the rest of the milk. It’s way too late for someone to just show up. Steve chooses to ignore it.

The knocking persists. Turns into banging now.

Fuck this. Steve groans all the way to the door. He checks the little spyhole, and sees that it’s Eddie. Eddie knows where he lives?

He’s not really in the mood to be social this late on a weeknight but whatever. Steve swings the door open, ready to give some half-assed excuse that he can’t hang out right now.

“Listen Munson, I-”

But Eddie’s mouth lands on his, punctuating Steve’s unfinished sentence with a kiss. It’s unexpected. The knocking. The kiss.

Holy shit, the horoscope was fucking right. Steve wasn’t expecting love to knock on his door. He wasn’t expecting it at all, but here it is. In the form of Eddie Munson kissing him hard, kissing him fully. Like he’s just been waiting this whole time for the horoscope to grant him permission to take such a risk.

Steve accepts it. Accepts the horoscope. Accepts the kiss. Accepts Eddie. Eddie who isn’t similar to him at all, except in all the areas where it truly matters.

They break away, both smiling, both short of breath. Both Leos.

“Well, Steve?” Eddie rarely calls him that. It’s sorts of amazing, especially on such a bleak day. “Still think your love life is disastrous?”

“Definitely not.” Steve thinks about their venn diagram of overlapping qualities and characteristics. Takes Eddie’s hand and makes a mental note to himself to add ‘both great kissers’ to their shared-space in the middle.

“Looks like we’re pretty damn lucky after all, Munson.”

[lastbronx]

Another Tekken sketch dump 😝

[corrodedcoughin]

It is of my opinion that Eddie would actually have a killer falsetto which Steve discovers when he walks into the trailer kitchen to find eddie singing along to the radio playing you make me feel like dancing while waltzing (surprisingly well) with an upside down mop