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Eddie ends up at the annual SuperBowl party with his and Steve’s friends, which Eddie truthfully doesn’t give a single shit about but he’s learned exactly how feral Steve gets about these sporting events, and that? That he gives a lot of shits about.
The way Steve sits at the edge of the couch, jumping up in both excitement and rage, the way his hair ends up in his eyes before angrily shoving it back with both hands, the way his jaw clenches and a light sheen of sweat blooms across his neck and down his chest as he bends down with his hands on his knees, voice croaking from yelling better plays and something-something wrap up, third down. Passionate Steve is radiant and beautiful, and Eddie could never pass up the opportunity for such a show.
During the pre-show, their friends discuss the best aspects of SuperBowl Sunday. Robin and Nancy are there there for the food, Argyle and Jeff are there for the commercials, Jonathan and Gareth agree that they actually enjoy the game but won’t say no to a good onion dip either, and Chrissy is with Steve in the here for the game most of all territory.
“How about you, Eddie? Food or commercials? I know it’s not the game.” Steve teases, bumping their shoulders together with a salsa-loaded corn chip in one hand.
“Oh, Steve,” Eddie grins and his eyes flash playfully. “It’s always I’m here for the game, I’m here for the food, I’m here for the commercials, blah blah blah. I’m just here to watch my boyfriend lose his shit over a game he’s not even in and then use that adrenaline rush to my advantage after.”
#steddie#steddie fanfiction#steddie fanfic#steve harrington x eddie munson#eddie munson x steve harrington#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#idk what this even is but i was talking to lexi and had this idea#but have to write another thing so here have this blurb#myfic#myblurbs#lore and more
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13 days of witches: the witch of Avalon
"I will most certainly go to the Isle of Avalon, where the women live who know all the world’s magic.” — The Vulgate
Avalon, the blessed Insula Pomorum-- that gentle, temperate land of mild winters and golden summers, blossoms and fruit trees, where magic bubbles up from the earth as easily as water from a spring. Ruled over by the sorceress Morgan le Fay and her sisters, it has given the world many of it its greatest magicians and drawn a host of others to its shores. Some who travel there will leave soon after, disappointed to find its ways of magic reliant not on rigorous calculation and commanding force, but upon alliance, and understanding, and in-drawing of power from deep interior sources; others will remain, besotted with the land itself, abandoning their former ambitions to relish forever the sweetness of the air, the purity of the water; and still others will stay for a time, and learn, and take the gifts of knowledge they receive there with them out into the wider world. For a humble witch newly arrived over the cold, gray waters, already half-drunk on Avalon's scented air, the thought of putting aside her plans to remain in this magical place is unexpectedly tempting. Will she keep to her goal of learning and return to help her own country, or will she forget it all and indulge in Avalon's charms for the rest of her days? Only time will tell.
#13 days of witches#inspired by interluxetumbra's moodboard challenge#witch#witch aesthetic#avalon#arthurian legend#morgan le fay#moodboard#lore and more#music#image credits:#Shinsuke ODA on flickr / endiness.tumblr.com / endiness.tumblr.com / 27-moons.tumblr.com /#amatesura.tumblr.com / frockflicks.com / @oregraphie on instagram / habitualrunaway.wordpress.com
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i did wrestling in middle school. on one hand, i was actually quite good at it, which was nice. being good at any sport was a new achievement for me. on the other hand, i was bi, and i was trying very hard not to notice that i was bi, and getting folded into knots by very kind, very muscular dorks made that task somewhat difficult.
adding fire to the problem was that my parents and my grandparents wanted to watch my matches, because they were very proud that their Gangly Nerd Son was actually Sporting, and they wanted to cheer me on. which would've been sweet and all, but if there are four people you do not want there during a key part of your Burgeoning Sexual Awakening, it is your mom and your dad and your grandma and your grandpa.
right? i mean, imagine some guy's got your head in his armpit, and you're going you know, old sweat smells bad, but fresh sweat has a sort of and then you make eye contact with your grandpa in the stands and you remember you're swearing spandex so if you pop a boner people aren't just going to be able to see the outline, they're going to be able to count the veins, and the only way you will be able to restore your family's honor after that would be by moving to siberia and renouncing joy, forever. that, or lift your entire body up by your kneck then twist 180 degrees without paralyzing yourself.
it’s a lot of pressure, is what i’m saying.
still it did motivate me to win my matches really fast. because i was so tall and skinny, i was stupidly good at the double leg takedown, and then once someone was knocked down, i'd just do the half nelson and kind of flip em over for the pin. then the ref would count to three and i’d win. EZPZ.
i had one match where that went great. won in the first ten seconds, sat back down, and prepared myself for a good hour or two of doing fuck all. didn't even feel bad the parents/grandparents were gonna be bored. the matches went up from me in 5 pound increments (i was in the 115 lbs division) and it was going great until we got to the 145 lbs division. the other school's wrestler stepped onto the mat, and she turned out to be a girl so our guy flipped, because for straight guys, wrestling a girl is not a pleasant experience.
i'm not entirely unsympathetic. my experience wrestling dudes was definitely a little traumatic. but also, i dealt. guy could've dealt too. instead, he refused to wrestle, and the coach went - fine. not even worth fighting over.
so he went to the 140 pounder, and that guy said, nosir, my mom said mormons can't wrestle girls. next guy down, 135 pounder, now he knew he could pull the same card and thus did. 130 pounder, 125, both tapped out. he got to the 120 guy, and that guy was catholic, but he said he was considering being mormon, and thus would have to pass. as a precaution.
coach blew up a little at that. he said "is there anyone - anyone - on this entire goddamn team that is willing to wrestle a girl?" and then he pointed at me and said "YOU. MAT. GO."
and i'll be real, if i'd been paying more attention, i'd have pulled the mormon card too, but i'd just been putting all that audio into a buffer file because i was reading, so i was halfway across the mat before i even processed what had been said and by then it was too late to turn back.
still i had a plan. and my plan - my beautiful, perfect plan - was to do what i'd always done. tackle, flip, pin, win. sit down. read. bore my family to death. move on.
i got the first part right. she was bigger than me, but she wasn't taller. just an incredibly stout woman. god built me like a snake with glasses, just as he built her like a combat cube. the problem was the half nelson. soon as she was down, i tried hooking my arm under hers from behind and for both genders, the defense for this move is just clamping your arms really fucking tight against your sides. if you're a guy, that's whatever, but if you're a girl - especially if you're god's chosen combat cube - that pins your opponents hand right against your boob.
so, i got the hook in, she clamped, my whole arm pressed against something soft, my coach was yelling THE HALF NELSON. BABYLON! JUST FINISH IT! FINISH THE HALF NELSON! and i was just trying to press hard enough to finish, when then my brain went
...oh.
and i flipped out. of course i flipped out. i like girls, and touching a boob is an elemental experience, and i was not ready. i was not prepared. i had not committed the sacred rites. i recoiled like i'd just brushed my arm against the surface of the sun, stood up, and backed away. nobody in the room knew why i'd given up. all they saw was me, right about to win, suddenly flailing around and scrambling. so everyone started screaming at me to just get the half nelson again, and i couldn't really yell back there's a fuckin' boob in the way and it was very distressing, and the only way i could think of to make them stop was just doing it over again the right way.
so i did.
i hunkered down and prepared myself for Wrasslin' Attempt #2: The Sequel.
i knocked her down again, EZPZ. i went for the half nelson again, but she knew what i was about to do so she super clamped, and i knew she was gonna super clamp, so i wound my arm back like a pop-eye cartoon punch before swinging my arm through the gap between her bicep and her side, but the amount of time i spent winding back super signalled what i was about to to do, which gave her time to clamp even harder, which somehow redirected the entire force of the popeye punch to the bottom of her bra.
it spat out a single boob the same way an action hero might spit out one single tooth after getting a solid crack across the jaw. as if to say:
*ptooie.* "that all you got?"
i did not actually see this. my experience was that first there was an arm, then there was a bit of boob, but i was braced, i was ready, forward at all costs, tatakae motherfuckers, and then the boob went away, and i didn't know where it went but my team, and the audience, and everyone who was in front of me, they all gasped like i just kicked them in the stomach. except for my coach. he was behind me, and thus one of the four people in the room who did not see the boob. now my mom, my dad, my grandma, and my grandpa, they all got flashed but nooooooo, coach thunderbutt was behind me, and he didn't see shit so he was still yelling NOOOOOO BABYLON WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUST FINISH THE NELSON! GO FOR THE KILL! BABYLON! BABYLON!
but i did not go for the kill. i stood up and she stuffed her boob back real fast, and we just kind of circled each other awkwardly until time ran out and i won on points. that's not technically allowed, but the ref had some mercy on me.
my coach did not.
i barely had time to sit down before he strode over to the bench to chew me out.
"babylon," he said, in that very calm way people get when they're too pissed to yell. "why didn't you pin?"
and i didn't know how to say well coach, i tried, but there was a boob, and it kept getting in the way, and my mom was watching, and so was my dad, and so was his dad, and his mom, and god (like bible god) and that's a can of worms because i'm pretty sure he was already mad at me, and i'm wearing spandex, and i think i might have to move to siberia, so instead i said
"i uh. i forgot how to do the half nelson."
which is actually impossible. forgetting how to do the half nelson is like forgetting how to swallow your spit.
and he looked at me, like i was the dumbest person in the entire world, and i looked through him like i'd just survived my 250th day in a trench at verdun, and he said: fine.
fine.
but we're all going to practice it for an hour tomorrow because you forgot.
and then he left.
and my buddies had the gall to be salty about it. i got so many comments saying "dude, why didn't you just tell him the truth?" and i said "you can if you care so damn much. you could've wrestled the girl too. maybe someone else should do the hard thing today."
but they didn't. so the next day, we did an hour of half nelson drills, and i spent a decent amount of time getting thrown around the mat, and it was pleasant in exactly the way that i hated and the year after that, to the surprise of everyone but myself, i quit wrestling and joined the trivia team.
and if you want more reasons to love my mom, my grandpa joked after the match that i might have to talk to my bishop about it, and my mom told him he would be allowed to make jokes after he stood in front of a crowd of 110 people in spandex underpants while wrestling a woman that was not his wife.
he paused for almost five seconds after that. then he said: aw. hell. sorry babylon.
and i'd have preferred my apology from god, but getting it from him was pretty good too.
#whew boy this make me anxious just typing it#wrestling#middle school#the dread#i feel like i have to write some stories about my grandpa not being a dick#because he was actually an amazing grandpa#he just had a few goofs are very comedic moments#and you know if you're gonna have a goof making it comedic is a virtue in itself#he was there for me more than a lot of my classmates dads were#and i dont want that undervalued#yeah#babylon-lore
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post-graduation trip airport looks
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanart#yuji itadori#megumi fushiguro#fushiguro megumi#nobara kugisaki#itafushikugi#jjk spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#jujutsu kaisen fanart#these took ages but fr once i am choosing to forgive myself given th fact tht i was coming out of A State when i drew them#im normal now dw drawing the first years wearing merch of my comfort content fixed me#when in doubt play dress up. life hack#i am holding fast 2 my hc tht megumi is a fiend @ indie platformers and is a household name on the celeste speedrun leaderboards#argue with a wall this is my jujutsu kaisen#megumi designated Drink Runner also#alr in line at a cafe texts their gc 'what do you guys want' n gets mad @ nobara fr making him go to a Second shop 2 get her bubble tea#anyway theres not much 2 say abt these just bc i needed sth Light n Easy 2 get me out of my head#no lore to fashion pieces which is both a blessing and a curse but it Is what i needed#nobara serving looks fr a flight i love u so much. it's probably 8 in the morning n she is in a fully coordinated fit#its so criminal tht we don't have more alt hairstyle official art fr her???? iirc it's Just the lost in paradise mv with her in buns no????#robbed. i am fixing it immediately.#wonder where the 3 of them wld go on a trip
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Saw someone on twt say they wanted to see Percy drawn like Yusuf Dikec and I couldn't help myself
#My art#Critical Role#Critical Role fanart#Vox Machina#Percy de Rolo#I have not drawn CR fanart in a hot minute but that tweet activated me like a sleeper agent#Also I think I got the little lore stuff right? I almost put Whitestone on the shirt but I looked and Whitestone becomes part of Tal'Dorei#So I think this is technically more right#Someone correct me if I'm wrong and I'll change it. because it WILL bother me if I'm wrong#Edit: I decided it's fine as is#Unless god himself (Matthew Mercer) comes down and tells me how the Olympics would work in Exandria I'm leaving it like this
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palico lore will always be funny to me. They get paid to hunt just like a human hunter. But since they're small anthropomorphic cats you always treat them like pets or babies. like your palico is grown ass man....cat
#THIS IS NOT A CRITISM BTW I JUST FIND IT FUNNY#id like to think they get payed extra to be babied that way. like they can still hunt/assist you#there's just an addon where you get to rub their belly for extra cost#i need to invest more on monhun lore its always a fun read#txt
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aragorn needs to be 10x weirder in all tolkien content. he’s too manly for elves. he’s too elvish for men. he roleplayed his crush’s grandpa, and then married her even though they were kinda siblings by adoption. he deals with his feelings by singing. he’s a horse girl. he was raised by elrond peredhel. he had the weight of the world placed on his shoulders when he was still an emo teen. everywhere he goes people think he’s lowkey a freak. let him own it.
#dare i say make him MORE LORE ACCURATE‼️#aragorn#aragorn son of arathorn#aragorn elessar#tolkien#lotr#lord of the rings#aragorn x arwen#tolkien shitpost#lotr shitpost
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Michael learns of Henry and William’s FNAF lore..
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#michael afton#william afton#henry emily#fnaf pizzeria simulator#Michael isn’t ready to learn about their lore#he doesn’t trust Williams word dude only lies#but Henry agreeing? now he’s worried#I kinda wish we got to have Henry and scraptrap etc talk#cause Henry’s lines directed at William go unbelievable hard#maybe they’ll get more scenes or at least context for them in the future#in games of course cause silver eyes is a lil different etc
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Oh a little fluffy gold puppy looking up at the scary man in the portrait their father keeps in his office... 🥺
#own art#own characters#CanisAlbus#art#artists on tumblr#Machete#anthro#sighthound#dogs#canine#animals#Vaschete lore#hhh well I haven't finalized Vasco's and Ludovica's kid's designs yet#but I doubt either of them would be very fluffy#this is more like a proof of concept#a placeholder child
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PERI 💜 (Please keep the dynamic him and his parents have for the rest of the show pls )
#🤓☝️ Ik technically in fop lore pointy ears are for antifairies#but i wanted to give the fairies pointed ears 😔#i hc their ears being a bit more rounded than the antifairies'#fairly oddparents#fairly oddparents fanart#peri#poof#cosmo and wanda#cosmo#wanda#peri fairly oddparents#periwinkle#fanart#my art#digital sketch#digital art#artist on tumblr#artwork#fairy#purple
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today in, things my husband has done that remind me of Steve Harrington:
we were going through some old dressers full of clothes we haven't even looked at since we moved into our house four years ago and found a shit ton of his old tee shirts from recreational sports leagues, college intramural teams, high school sport-related things, etc.
they don't fit anymore so he can't wear them, and they're all hyperspecific and most have his name on them so we can't really donate them. he just spent a good hour finding an online service to turn them into a quilt so he can keep all of his fun lil jock memories.
he's adorable.
#oh and then he almost took me out when he added:#'and then our kids can sit and listen to me tell them about what every goddamn shirt means'#this is a steddie fic waiting to happen huh?#lore and more
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*pimp slaps you with my gem-studded dick-out Dionysus ring*
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Alastor lore (the kitten)
#hazbin hotel#alastor#more lore please#then again there’s only 8 episodes#anyway it’s so fun drawing this creep#human alastor#hazbin hotel spoilers#hazbin spoilers#my doods
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tim drake is the type of guy to drop random lore then walk away.
tim: ugh i hate baseball, it’s like, when you have to play it in order to save a whole planet once, every game after seem boring
dick: that’s not…
tim: only downside to that was how we almost totaled barts brand new spaceship
dick: what spaceship??
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tim: oh, hi mom
shiva: hello timothy, how are you? still keeping up with your training i take it?
bruce: mother? she’s not your —
shiva: let’s spar then timothy, let’s leave it strictly non lasting injuries, i don’t rather feel like dying by your hand again today
tim: of course!! ^-^
bruce: again?
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tim: man i forgot to take my meds again
duke: your meds for what?
tim: i have no spleen, so i have to take probiotics, it really is manageable but i dont know where those pills went
duke: i’m almost scared to ask, tim, how did you lose your spleen?
tim: weird spider dude, it was a whole thing
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tim: you talk a lot of shit for someone who got replaced as heir to your immortal grandfathers empire by me
damian: you what!?
tim: i regularly beat his ass at online chess every week too, and i don’t think you’ve seen him since he stole your corpse
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tim: here
jason: what’s this?
tim: a box of all the photos i took when i obsessively stalked you for your entire tenure as robin
jason: thanks?
tim: you’re welcome, bye!
jason: … creepy ass kid…
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steph: so how did you to get together?
bernard: well —
tim: i saved him from a getting cut open by chaos monster cult members
bernard: yep, i was rescued from being a vessel for a greek god, and we just really clicked afterwards
steph: well, it’s better than the brick
#i’ve forgotten cass- but let’s be honest she already knows all of the tim lore#the whole lady shiva mom thing is just a silly little thing of my own creation#you can’t tell me tim didn’t see a woman who spends more time with him (even if it’s spent fighting) than his actual mother#and didn’t immediately imprint like a baby duckling#dc#robin#tim drake#red robin#nightwing#dick grayson#bruce wayne#batman#jason todd#red hood#damian wayne#duke thomas#the signal#signal#stephanie brown#spoiler#batgirl#bernard dowd#timbern
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This season, on Hermitcraft...
(speedpaint)
#i never ask for reblogs But this is a special occasion so pretty please reblog reblog reblog! thank you ^_^#hermitcraft#rendog#vintagebeef#tangotek#i'm not tagging everyone :0 those three get tags bc they were the more important ones lore-wise this season#i'm tempted to also tag grian scar and mumbo for the Exposure but i'm not gonna#edit: changed my mind i'm tagging them i have no shame#grian#goodtimeswithscar#mumbo jumbo#mcyt#fanart#special shoutout to hc recap bc i watched all of the recaps for s9 and took a Bunch of notes to figure out what and how to draw for this#(and i still didn't manage to draw everything i wanted to bc of just sheer amount of stuff that happened this season lol)
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