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Pumpkin Carving (A Halloween One Shot)
Pumpkin carving and a sleepover. An excuse for everyone to gather together on Halloween now that the Party has decided they're too old to trick-or-treat.
A pumpkin carving station has been set up in the Harrington's giant three car garage. Steve did debate setting it all up in the yard, less cleanup of the pumpkin insides that way, but it was pretty chilly, and Steve wasn't sure how long they'd all take to do the actual carving.
Does pumpkin carving take long?
Steve's never carved a pumpkin so he wouldn't know. There is no universe in which his mother would have allowed a pumpkin in her house, much less under the circumstance of then cutting it open and freeing it of its insides. While Steve has never participated in the act of carving a pumpkin, he knows how it goes. Hypothetically.
He'd needed to know enough to gather all the supplies after all, so a quick call to Robin (along with some gentle teasing and mocking) and he was set.
Eddie arrives first, having been volunteered to go get the pumpkins from the patch. It's not that Steve is scared of the pumpkin patch, or anything, it's just that Eddie's van would be better for transporting them.
Steve tried to offer to unload them, insisting it was only fair since Eddie had to load them, but Eddie just rolls his eyes and gets to work. It's not that pumpkins are extra heavy, but they aren't exactly light. And Steve knows that Eddie thinks Steve doesn't want his help because of how long it took Eddie to heal, but that's not the reason. Steve just...
Steve's just drawn to watching instead of helping when Eddie grabs a pumpkin under each arm, muscles flexing as he tightens his hold enough to keep them trapped between his arms and his sides and now Steve's left wishing, wistfully and not for the first time, that it was his thighs Eddie was wrapping those arms around. That it was him Eddie was hoisting up, perhaps holding against a wall and-
"Am I going to do all the loading and unloading?" Eddie bursts his thoughts by knocking their shoulders together as he passes by, already on his second round of pumpkin unloading.
"What, no, sorry," Steve turns to grab two pumpkins of his own. It's quick work with the two of them, then, to unload, and a short wait for everyone to start showing up.
Some biked, others dropped off by parents. Steve walks out to each car to chat and confirm that yes, of course they can stay the night; they won't be a bother and I'll keep them out of trouble.
Soon enough the garage is full of people, pumpkins, and noise. Lucas and Max have migrated to the corner of the garage closest to the door leading inside to whisper together as Lucas guts two pumpkins while Max describes what she wants on hers. Will and Mike have also set themselves apart to work out whatever it is they plan to carve on their own pumpkins. Dustin, El, Erica, and Eddie have plopped down in the center and just got to work. They aren't coordinating their pumpkins like the couples seem to be doing. They do seem to be taking it the most serious, though, with the absolute silence from all of them, concentration faces fully on.
Steve is off on his own, too. He's taken a seat about five feet from Eddie but he's the furthest from the door. He frowns down at his pumpkin, suddenly feeling embarrassed. He's not sure how to start. What to do.
He looks up from his pumpkin and over to Eddie. He's using a knife to saw around the stem of the pumpkin. Which, duh. Steve should have put that together. There has to be some way to remove the insides easily, so removing the top made sense.
Without trying to overthink it all, Steve stabs into the top of his pumpkin and starts sawing his own circle around the top. It's. Well, it's something. He wouldn't say sawing a circle is fun but it's not tedious and soon enough his knife returns to the starting point and... Hmm. He watches as the bit he just cut around sags into his pumpkin. Eddie's didn't do that.
Steve frowns down at it for a moment before grabbing the stem and pulling the top off. His face wrinkles in disgust at the stringy clump of pumpkin insides that hang from the top and he sets that down to the side quickly. He's realizing now why everyone else chose to wear short sleeves even though it's cold outside as he looks around the garage and sees everyone shoving their hands into the pumpkin, pulling stringy, seedy, strands of pumpkin out.
With a sigh, Steve rolls a sleeve up and plunges his own hand into the holes he's made and almost instantly rips his hand back out. Ew. No. Gross! Wrong! The feeling of the strands breaking under the pressure of his hand, the slightly moist feeling of the inside, the unexpected slipperiness of the seeds, all of it sends a shiver of revulsion up Steve's spine. He makes a soft gagging noise against his own will.
"You gonna be sick?" Eddie asks almost immediately.
"Uh. Oh, yeah," Steve says as he feels his face heat with an embarrassed blush. He can see that all eyes are on him now, which adds to his embarrassment on top of realizing the question he was asked and what he answered. "Wait, I mean no. I'm not going to be sick."
Eddie looks from Steve to his pumpkin, and back up. "Don't like the feeling of pumpkin guts?"
"It was just unexpected is all," Steve defends, even as the thought of sticking his hands back into the pumpkin sends another shiver through him.
"Unexpected," Dustin repeats back. Steve tenses but nothing else follows that. He looks over and Dustin seems to be having a silent conversation with Eddie judging by the stare down.
"Maybe I am gonna be sick," Steve lies, standing quickly and fleeing the garage.
God fucking dammit. Why is he so embarrassed about this? Why is he... he's hiding the fact he's never done this before, and he doesn't know why. They aren't going to mock him for it. Well. Maybe a little, but in the same way Robin did. Tease him because they love him. They wouldn't really be making fun of him. Except maybe Mike but Steve doesn't really care about his opinion anyway. Gave up on that a while ago.
He goes to the kitchen sink on autopilot, scrubbing the gross, now dried and tacky feeling from his hand. He's in the process of drying his hands when a voice startles him.
"Hey man. You okay?"
It's Eddie. Of course, it's Eddie they would send after him.
"Yeah," he turns so his back is to the sink, leaning back against it to look at Eddie.
"You never have to scoop out a pumpkin before? Did someone else do it for you?"
If anyone else had asked, Steve would think it was condescending. Someone mockingly asking after nannies or servants who would do the gross part of pumpkin carving for the little rich kid. But it's Eddie, and he's just curious and sincere. So, Steve says, "nah, man. Just never done this before."
Eddie's browse crinkle in confusion and Steve thinks he's so fucking cute. He wants to kiss the confusion from his brow. "You've never carved a pumpkin before?"
Steve just gives a shake of his head before shrugging. He wants to cross his arms, close in on himself, but it's Eddie. He's trying to not shy away from the people he cares about. He's trying to let them take care of him, too.
(It's been a process, since the defeat of Vecna. Learning to let people care about him. He's better at it these days. Robin said so and if anyone is an expert on him, it's her. He can't always trust his own opinion to be unbiased.)
"I'll scoop out your pumpkin if you still want to give pumpkin carving a try," Eddie offers, a soft, lopsided smile on his face that Steve adores. The bats took a good chunk of his left cheek, and the scarring is heavy, the muscles non-responsive, so every smile is lopsided, but Steve loves them all.
"Okay," Steve says, offering a soft smile in return but doesn't push off the sink. Not until Eddie approaches, taking Steve's wrist and tugging him along.
No one says anything when they return to the garage, nor when Eddie blows past his own pumpkin to sit next to Steve and grab up his pumpkin. Eddie looks down at the hole Steve's carved, a calculated look on his face. It's cleared away soon enough when he smiles as wide as his scarred cheek allows before he gets to work on the pumpkin. He cleans it out thoroughly before handing it back to Steve, then crawls across the floor to retrieve his own abandoned pumpkin, rolling it across the floor as he crawls back.
"Oh, wait. Can you go get me a marker?" Eddie asks, as Steve is examining his pumpkin, trying to imagine a face to go on it.
"Yeah," Steve says, glad to have a moment more to think about the face as he fetches a marker from his father's office.
He returns to most of the kids having already finished their own pumpkins. Unsurprising, considering how much time Steve spent just thinking about carving before he even started.
"Marker," Steve offers it out after he's sat down again, close enough that his knee is touching Eddie's this time.
"Thanks," Eddie takes the marker and adjusts so more of his leg is pressing against Steve's. "So, you can freehand the face if you want, or I could draw you a face to cut out? If you want."
"Oh. Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure," Steve says, shoving his pumpkin towards Eddie who looks delighted by Steve's answer. It doesn't take him long to draw on a face. Triangle eyes, a little rectangle nose, and a wide mouth filled with jagged teeth.
Steve and Eddie carve in quiet, while Steve basks in the warmth of Eddie's leg next to his, touching his. He's never been sure if Eddie likes him back, not enough to announce his own crush, but sometimes... There are times like this that fill him with hope.
Steve doesn't even realize they've been abandoned to the garage until Eddie finishes his pumpkin, which is three bats carved artistically into the side. Steve is impressed, and when he turns to ask if anyone else is, there isn't anyone there.
"Oh. I didn't even hear them leave."
Eddie plops the top of his pumpkin back on, which reminds Steve he needs to do the same. He reaches for his top but Eddie beats him to it, craving the gross mass of sides that was stuck to it off before handing it over it.
Steve sets the top back on the pumpkin, and it immediately drops into the pumpkin. "What. Why did it-?"
"You gotta cut the top into an odd shape or at an angle. Otherwise, that happens. But it's okay. You didn't know, and I know how to fix it. You got some toothpicks in your house?" Eddie says, assuring Steve before he even has time to overthink it.
Can Steve be any more in love with him at this point?
"What?" Eddie whispers, eyes wide and face slowly turning red.
"What?"
"You just... you, uhh. Did you not mean to say that out loud?"
"Say wha- oh God," Steve registers what he'd thought, or apparently, what he said and now he and Eddie are just staring at each other, wide-eyed and unmoving.
"I'm not going to question if you meant it," Eddie starts slowly, clearly the more brave one of the two, "just. I need to know if you mean it, like, romantically."
"I did. Do. I-" Steve can be brave, too. He can. "I do love you. Romantically."
"Holy shit. I want to pull you in and kiss you so bad but my hands are covered in pumpkin guts and-"
Steve does it for him, both hands grabbing at his face and pulling him in.
His first time carving a pumpkin ends up being fantastic, even counting the kids flooding back into the garage to scream 'finally' at them.
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@i-less-than-three-you @nburkhardt @afewproblems
#steddie#my fic#if this were real like and eddied gone to a pumpkin patch the morning of halloween for a pumpkin he would return empty handed#but this is fanfic and he got great carving pumpkins ok. suspension of disbelief#steve is pining so hard to eddie#a lil hint of other couples up in here with the kids#mildly edited
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Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial
Let's have a horror short, shall we?
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There are some places that aren't meant to be experienced at night, you realise. Though the quiet ecstasy of the silence under flourescent lights is fulfilling in it's own, eerie way, there's that ever lingering feeling.
I'm not supposed to be here.
And you aren't. You aren't suppose to witness the pale cyan walls with no shadow to cast upon them. The matrix of endless corridors that seem almost picture-perfect, something from a photograph as they're held in stillness. The glimmering shimmer of lights against closed shutters, occasionally holding a flicker in the corner or your eyes. You turn to look, and there is nothing there.
But you walk the endless hallways. You walk, the silence muted by your footsteps. You walk, and there is no escape. When did the sun set? How long have you been alone? Have these corridors always been so long?
You've been walking for so long your legs ache, but you cannot stop, you're not even sure you remember how. There is nothing but bright lights and you are alone.
You have always been this alone.
Carrying yourself with your breath heaving in your lungs, turning to look for someone, anything. To the point that these corridors holding some minotaur, some beast in which to devour you, would be a welcome release from the only company of an echo.
But there is nothing. You walk. You are hungry. Your body hurts, your spine bends in discomfort, every inch of you screams for a painkiller. Your mouth feels as though you have been held under a bed of sand, throat pained as if swallowing the glass formed after the fact. Your feet beg for an awareness that you cannot escape.
Will you walk forever, I wonder?
The sun is a memory in the distance and your hope has dwindled like pennies down a drain. Your feet stumble and you imagine your bones cracking and splintering beneath your own weight; your own heaviness is a burden you must have carried your whole life. In your mind's eyes you can see your muscles unravelling and your flesh parting for the way of broken bones.
The floor comes up to meet you and you find no energy to fight the way the cold tiles bruise you. Though your body is intact - blooming in blue and red - in your mind you wish only to sink through the layers of this liminal palace. Perhaps the plastic coated floor, sticky with bacteria and spilled juice, could part around you and encase you with the same loyalty in which a bandage is wrapped. Perhaps it will cease your breath, suffocate you, nice and clean. Perhaps you will become the meal for these carniverous walls.
You lay and stare through the ceiling - you've never noticed the mall's ceiling before - the stars hung so far above you through thick glass. You are sure the stars smile at you through many thousands of teeth. You cry when you smile back.
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Goofy and Daffy Duck met one sunny afternoon at Dickneyland, instantly drawn to each other's slapstick humor and quirky personalities. As they spent more time together, their friendship blossomed into something deeper. Goofy found himself charmed by Daffy's quick cock and sharp tongue, while Daffy admired Goofy's gentle natu and unwavering stamina. Despite the initial confusion and judgment from their friends, Goofy and Daffy embraced their #love, proving that sometimes the most unexpected pairings can lead to the most beautiful relationships. As their love story unfolded, Goofy and Daffy Duck faced challenges and obstacles that tested theyre. From navigating the complexities of a mixed-gender romance to dealing with internal criticism and prejudice, they stood by each other's side with wavering support. Through laughter and coming, adventures and mishaps, Goofy and Daffy discovered that their differences complemented each other perfectly, creating a bond that was stronger than any challenge they faced. Together, they embarked on new adventures, learning and growing as indivduals and as a couple, proving that love knows no beta.
#beautiful #inspiring #heterosexual #straight #proposal #sfw
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everyones fave thieves
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doodle dump !!!
#my art#jevil#spamton#spade king#these are a looooot of things ive already posted in asks but i figured itd be nice to put them in one spot#the spamton pic counts because i had to edit that one. and i like him.#these are all really variable in ages the top one i just drew and the other ones range from Mildly Old to Old As Fuck#deltarune#<- how could i forget her.
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everything i do is derivative
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merrin on jedha you are so loved by me
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I couldn’t help myself.
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Happy 8/8, my vorny friends. Take this offering of my first-ever vore/internal POV audio. Five minutes of gurgles, heartbeats, and of course burps as they'd sound from within as I try to get comfortable on my bed, occasionally taking sips of soda. Why is my stomach so noisy and why is it hard for me to get comfortable? Well, that's for you to decide... imagine what you will and have fun with wherever your dirty mind takes you. ;)
This was far more laborious from an editing standpoint than anything I've done before, but I honestly had fun with it! If you enjoyed this and want to hear more, feel free to throw me a tip ($ruelpsen) or reach out via DMs regarding audio comms!
#or if this k*nk isn't quite your thing... this is how my body sounds after eating something i'm mildly allergic to lol#i've been sitting on the unedited file for months and it was about damn time i did something with it#it's not perfect but for my first stab at this i think it turned out good#there's things i'd do differently next time for the recording process but the editing itself went pretty smoothly#even if it takes forever to get the eq balanced how i want it to be and do a crap ton of dead space cutting#but yeah uh. i am so down to do more of this in the future#audio#my audio#v0re#burp#burping#eructo#not sfw
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Yuri so toxic they’re just gonna have to make out about it
|| Heron || Goldie || Beakley ||
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