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what if ink’s body just. warped sometimes. sometimes he’s anatomically inaccurate because a young artist somewhere just can’t figure it out. guide lines flicker across his body. sometime he has four fingers and sometimes he has five. his eye gets wonky sometimes. are his fingertips pointy or round. sometimes he touches paper and there’s a faint smear of graphite for no reason.
#ink sans#undertale au#undertale headcanons#sans au headcanons#i have thoughts right now.#reblogs over likes please!!!!!!!!!
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Remaking this post because my old blog got nuked
Hey my old blog @doggirlnarcolepsy got terminated in the recent trans fem tumblr purge, so I'll be posting from this url from now on. Unless tumblr decides to reverse their rash and uncalled for decision, I guess...
Me and my wife have been struggling make ends meet this month and have an unpaid internet and power bill totaling at $225 that urgently need to be paid off or collection agencies will make our life a living hell recouping the charges and fees we will incur. (You can read the original post @queensizeddonger for more detail)
We haven't been able to pick up our hormones or my wife's ozempic yet, as we've been putting aside everything we've received to cover the overdue bills. We've haven't been able to cover groceries either for a while so we've been going days on and off without dinner as our only meal trying to ration what we have left.
Everything has just been so chaotic these last couple of weeks negotiating with utility companies for extensions, barely eating and tumblr nuking my blog out of literally nowhere.. If anyone is able to help out it would be a huge relief for the both of us and we would be incredibly grateful
P*yp*l: QueenSizedDonger
#please reblog#please boost#even if you cant help maybe someone who can will see it#i feel like we're getting screwed over by t*mblr exclusively for being trans :c
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I don't want to see any images of Sieg Heils-- or any other revolting images like that.
This is what I think we should be seeing on our dashes instead. This is what I want to see when I open this app. This is the image I think tumblr should be flooded with right now.
Especially as we have new folks coming from other platforms.
What about you? Do you want to see Sieg Heils or do you want to see someone angrily ripping a swastika flag in half?
#fuck nazis#fuck trump#fuck musk#fuck them all#if you need to find this image just search in the gifs for 'rip nazi flag'#rip nazi flag#image is from#the sound of music film#fuck nazi scum#fuck neo nazi scum#this is the image we need to see#please reblog#can we flood tumblr with this image please?#if you don't want to reblog me fine just make your own post with ripping a nazi flag. tag me in your comments if you want i'll rb you#i don't care about the reblogs of this image#i just need to see this image all over tumblr right now#i think we all need to see this image right now#cw swastika mention#tw swastika mention#cw nazi mention#tw nazi mention#and i think we need to make it clear to the newcomers who have fled the big socials that this is how we do things here#every time someone even mentions the salute I am fucking rebooting this.#christopher plummer#also whilst everyone is talking about what musk did no one is talking about what 45 might have been doing that day#like taking the constitution. off the website#and all information on support for women’s choice#and taking USA out of Paris peace accords#and’s declared that legally ‘life’ begins at conception which is absolutely fucking batshit crazy#w what is behind the curtain when you’re watching a big giant head perform for all on stage
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Moon-kissed child of Hircine: / Accept mine proffered blessing do / So thou wilt never flee or rue. / From faun to fear-bringer, / Nadir to night-singer / Even the odds and return those who huntest thou to basest parts / Hearts and all.
My Skyrim Dragonborn, Vakna True-Thunder shortly after turning an unlucky band of highwaymen into a three-course meal. Wanted to make an illustration alluding to her history with lycanthropy and the Daedric Prince of Prey over the course of a decade. After all, where is the sport in hunting an unarmed prisoner on the run--a young messenger for the Jarl of Windhelm himself who had yet to see even her sixteenth winter? The pursuing Dominion jailers and hounds never had any intention of playing fair, blood moon or not, so Hircine offered the desperate girl the power to even these odds and make his forest a proper hunting ground once more. And in years since, she has certainly never let this power go to waste.
#please reblog and tag y'all this took like 12+ hours over the course of three days to finish#and I'm quite proud of how it turned out#plus I always love an excuse to draw Vakna shirtless lmao#skyrim#elder scrolls#skyrim oc#elder scrolls oc#TES oc#skyrim dragonborn#werewolf art#female werewolf#hircine#tesblr#also I know I abuse the blue/red color scheme constantly#but it just looks so cool#plus those are very much her colors#my art
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Peter: If I were Peralta, would that make you Holt?
Tony: I'm not gay.
Peter: Wait you're not?
Cue cut scenes from the past few weeks, sitcom style, showing Rhodes and Tony acting very homoerotically
#tony holding rhodey bridal style: HELP! HELP SUGAR'S HURT! fucking. WHERE'S CHO?!#rhodey: tony i literally just tripped#Pepper at some point: Tony please go bother your husband instead. Tony: oh i will#tony and rhodey after getting their patent for smth: The pregnancy' s over. This is our new child.#feel free to reblog with your own ideas#tony stark#tony stank#rhodey#iron bros#irondad and spiderson#peter parker#iron dad#marvel#spider man#incorrect marvel quotes#incorrect quotes#gotta love the platonic bros who act like theyve been married for 30 years
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i need more people to be insane over others very specific aus that are very far from the original. its fun i promise
i need to see more very fanon designs i need to see super specific aus please make the most self indulgent aus and self indulgent designs and please people reblog it i wanna see it i wanna see all of it can we REBLOG MORE ART PLEASE
#stiff talk#begging people to be insane even over the not canonical designs of others#have some whimsy#i need more of this kinda stuff#if you have a design you think people wouldnt like because its “not canon enough” then SEND IT TO ME#SHOW ME#PLEASE#I WANNA SEE IT#I WANNA SEE ALL THE SELF INDULGENT STUFF#GIVE ME THE WEIRDEST HYBRID YOU MADE YOUR BLORBO OUT TO BE!!!! GIVE ME THE MOST OBNOXIOUS DESIGNS YOU HAVE#SDKJFHS#SORRY IM GOING INSANE#FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE REBLOG MORE CANON-SEPARATED STUFF. PLEASE. I NEED TO SEE MORE CREATIVE FREEDOM IN FANDOMS#REBLOG STUFF IM BEGGING
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All the cool kids use ComicFury 😘
Hey y'all! If you love independent comic sites and have a few extra dollars in your pocket, please consider supporting ComicFury, the owner Kyo has been running it for nearly twenty years and it's one of the only comic hosting platforms left that's entirely independent and reminiscent of the 'old school' days that I know y'all feel nostalgic over.
(kyo's sense of humor is truly unmatched lmao)
Here are some of the other great features it offers:
Message board forums! It's a gift from the mid-2000's era gods!
Entirely free-to-use HTML and CSS editing! You can use the provided templates, or go wild and customize the site entirely to your liking! There's also a built-in site editor for people like me who want more control over their site design but don't have the patience to learn HTML/CSS ;0
In-depth site analytics that allow you to track and moderate comments, monitor your comic's performance per week, and let you see how many visitors you get. You can also set up Google Analytics on your site if you want that extra touch of data, without any bullshit from the platform. Shit, the site doesn't come with ads, but you can run ads on your site. The site owners don't ask questions, they don't take a cut. Pair your site with ComicAd and you'll be as cool as a crocodile alligator !
RSS feeds! They're like Youtube subscriptions for millennials and Gen X'ers!
NSFW comics are allowed, let the "female presenting nipples" run free! (just tag and content rate them properly!)
Tagging. Tagging. Remember that? The basic feature that every comic site has except for the alleged "#1 webcomic site"? The independent comic site that still looks the same as it did 10 years ago has that. Which you'd assume isn't that big a deal, but isn't it weird that Webtoons doesn't?
Blog posts. 'Nuff said.
AI-made comics are strictly prohibited. This also means you don't have to worry about the site owners sneaking in AI comics or installing AI scrapers (cough cough)
Did I mention that the hosting includes actual hosting? Meaning for only the cost of the domain you can change your URL to whatever site name you want. No extra cost for hosting because it's just a URL redirect. No stupid "pro plan" or "gold tier" subscription necessary, every feature of the site is free to use for all. If this were a sponsored Pornhub ad, this is the part where I'd say "no credit card, no bullshit".
Don't believe me? Alright, look at my creator backend (feat stats on my old ass 2014 comic, I ain't got anything to hide LOL)
TRANSCRIPTS! CHAPTER ORGANIZATION! MASS PAGE UPLOADING! MULTIPLE CREATOR SUPPORT! FULL HTML AND CSS SUPPORT! SIMPLIFIED EDITORS! ACTUAL STATISTICS THAT GIVE YOU WEEKLY BREAKDOWNS! THE POWER OF CHOICE!!
So yeah! You have zero reasons to not use and support ComicFury! It being "smaller" than Webtoons shouldn't stop you! Regain your independence, support smaller platforms, and maybe you'll even find that 'tight-knit community' that we all miss from the days of old! They're out there, you just gotta be willing to use them! ( ´ ∀ `)ノ~ ♡
#comicfury#support small platforms#webcomic platforms#webcomic advice#please reblog#also i'm posting my original work over there so if you want pure unhinged weeb puff that's where you can find it LOL#and no this isn't a 'sponsored post'#but i have been paid in the currency known as good faith to promote the shit out of it#because i don't wanna see sites like this die out#we already lost smackjeeves#comicfury is one of the only survivors left
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we get it you watched a movie
ah you must be new here!
welcome to tumblr:
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#sorry. i'm having a bad day so you get the snippy tags#but you don't like the fact that i reblogged things?#on the reblogging things website?#when they were all properly and consistently tagged so you could filter or blacklist them out#via tumblr or xkit or tumblr savior or whatever your blacklisting function of choice is?#yeah i watched a movie#i regularly binge blog about most of the stuff i watch#often it's just spread out over a 1000 post long queue so they don't all spit out at once#but yesterday was the in-universe date that humanity cancelled the apocalypse#so you got like 75 posts about it in a row on the day of#if you didn't want to see any but didn't filter them out after you saw the second one on your dash that's on you friend#also. if you don't like what i post on my own blog#or the fact that i routinely hit post limit when i'm online and not just letting the queue run on auto#just unfollow me#go find other things that you like more#like seriously. please. hit the unfollow button#it takes less time and effort than coming into my ask box#and it will make both of our lives better#replies#anonymous#ss
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Disabled Aelwyn who uses crutches.
Aelwyn who can’t go back to school to finish her wizzard studies, who starts researching different ways to bend magic to her will.
Aelwyn, who has always had a knack for creating new spells, starting to tinker at her own crutches, weaving wards into the framework.
Aelwyn, for who good is not good enough, caves and asks Gorgug for help. Who finds a way to make her crutches extend, bend and move to support her arms, elbows, shoulders. Makes them connect to her back, her hips, down her legs .
They no longer look much like crutches anymore, it’s a thin, light framework that supports her entire body, that moves her exactly the way she wants, that allows her to stand with her back straight for more than 5 minutes for the first time in two years. The exoskeleton glows with abjurative runes and the outline of a powerfull ward is visible over her body, deflecting blows like steel armor.
New spells rest in her memory, mechanical and precise if nature in a way that the arcane inks in her spelbook can’t articulate. Spare the Dying, Resistance, Cure Wounds, Sanctuary.
Her joints still ache, she tires fast and even after all this time it is still hard to control the venom in her words, still hard to accept help and kindness without it feeling like a wool blanket on freshly flayed skin. But she has found something that is wholly hers, found something to be proud of that isn’t tinged with approval from her parents.
Aelwyn still can’t walk without support, but the frame folding her up is crafted by her own hands. Maybe everything will be allright.
#to I had some ideas for a artificer multiclass for Aelwyn#she has the armorer specialty#the rules say the arcane armor can replace any missing limbs and circumvents any strength requirement#so i feel like making it function as a mobility aid is not much of a stretch#also i think the inscribed ward thing is a neat explanation for why there is no strength requirement#while still giving the mechanical bonus of armor#can you tell i thought about this a lot#feel absolutely free to use sny part of this idea in any fic you may write#please reblog with the link so i can go insane over it#aelwyn abernant#dimension 20#fantasy high#fantasy high junior year#fantasy high sophomore year#disabled Aelwyn abernant#multiclass#dnd#also please share your thoughts on disabled Aelwyn
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sooo i was rereading @emositecc’s Arthur comics and i saw Jack. and then i thought “hm… angst!”
so i drew this! (warning, i suck at digital art, so this is just traced from my sketchbook and it may look weird or something idk also i have no clue how to draw bird beaks soo sorry in advance!!!)
my interpretation of why Arthur hates Jack!!! :)
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honestly i think i could’ve done better in writing but my brain said Draw and i did hhdjfbhghjs.
also, because he needs it: jack gets a hug
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which kinda bleeds into my headcanon that Saint Peter, since he greets EVERY NEWLY DEAD SOUL EVER, would be a good therapist. he’s probably comforted millions of souls, all he needs is a psychology degree. (the only problem is that he’s busy being a glorified walmart greeter and never gets a break, poor guy)
#hazbin hotel#emositecc#fan comic#fanart#are there character tags for these guys??#Arthur#Jack#saint peter hazbin hotel#there. good enough#reblogs over likes please!!!
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dear season
#dear season#dear#wait why are ppl reblogging this djfhsjfg#i just wanted to post this over here for myself#its a good metaphor for the internal struggle of a monster hunter in love with a werewolf!!!!#there are two wolves (aggression and fear)#but its not enough to control the deer (nonviolent feelings like empathy and guilt)#those aren’t inherently bad or anything but in excess will lead to harm#combine that with the external pressure to please the ranchers#they want the deer *and* the wolves gone ideally#even though thats more unnatural than anything else and just not realistic#its a good metaphor!!!! to meeeeeee!!#i didnt even tag this as anything#literally just my oc tags
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thinking about doing a month-long event for the homestuck tumblr community to encourage people to make + post fanworks as well as reblog other people's fanworks.... where people can opt-in by being randomly assigned one of two teams (probably red and blue) so that each team has roughly the same amount of members. teams get points for making fanworks and having their posts reblogged, which encourages people to make posts and also reblog the posts made by their team members. and the top 3 people in each team to get the most points get some kind of reward... hmmmm
#if you have thoughts please let me know!!!#just trying to think of ways to encourage sharing fanworks and getting feedback through friendly competition#sort of like artfight but not the same attacking/revenge format. just the same basic idea in mind of encouraging this kind of creativity#for the reblogging to get points i don't think duplicate reblogs would count. to limit spam#but you can reblog multiple times... it just won't get you more points#i don't want it to be too complicated though#i also don't want it to end up limiting reblogs since the other team wouldn't want to reblog...................#this is like very very loose brainstorming here#i'm leaning toward this concept because it encourages people to engage with posts they might normally skip over#like if you don't really care about PM. but if someone posts their PM fanart you might reblog it anyways because they're on your team!#homestuck
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top ten reasons to live: this !!!!!
#BIG BROTHER/SISTER OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD MOMENT ‼️‼️‼️#once i have enough space in my mind to redraw this it’s OVER for you#literally sobbing crying he may not be good with like baby babies but toddler babies? so older brother…. it’s almost as if… he’s gonna be-#(taken out back and shot like a horse)#please this is so adorable i’m gonna DIE. bro how did pavitr not fall in ANY sort of love here is beyond me bruh.#unless…. (the aro flag starts becoming more visible over a low quality jpeg of pavitr)#but no seriously i would hand my life over. my soul.#miles is just such a sweet and caring guy like omg. he’s literally LOVE ITSELF.#miles morales#spiderman#spider man#across the spiderverse#across the spider verse#atsv#spiderman atsv#m&m posts#reblogs on again
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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 (these make one big story, you won't understand this part without the others)
day 07: free space a happy ending
Wakefulness embraces him so slowly and gently that Steve’s not entirely sure he isn’t dreaming when he sees Eddie lying next to him, watching him with an easy smile as his fingers tap out a slow beat on his pillow. Steve looks at him, blinking away the remnants of sleep, not quite daring to do anything more than that for fear of it being a dream after all, scared that Eddie would disappear if Steve reached out to touch.
But then Eddie’s smile widens. “Good morning, sunshine.”
Steve gasps a little and moves his hand to Eddie’s cheek, tucking a few strands of hair behind his ear, his breath hitching when Eddie leans into the touch.
“You’re here,” he whispers, his gaze wandering over Eddie’s features, taking it all in and looking for any indication that this is a dream.
Eddie hums. “And you’re pretty.”
It hits him out of nowhere, the open sincerity in Eddie’s voice, the fondness in his eyes, the honesty in everything about him. The love, open and free now — or getting there, at least. It’s still so raw, though, so new, that Steve doesn’t know how to handle it yet.
“Shut up,” he huffs once he’s caught his breath, rolling over to hide his face and the way his cheeks are heating up. He rolls right into Eddie's chest, though, and he's so warm, so close, smells so good that Steve wants nothing more than to bury his face in his neck and stay there for the rest of the morning. Or maybe the rest of his life.
The reflex to pull away is there. The urge to run and hide, to laugh it off, to freeze up and find something else to do, something to occupy his hands and stop them from reaching for Eddie. Years and years of muscle memory telling Steve to leave.
But Eddie's arms come around him, holding him close and pulling him even closer. And Steve breathes him in, remembering that it can be okay. Remembering that they get a chance now.
Remembering the words.
What are you doing?
Changing the world.
So he tries that, too. Changing the world. He tries by winding his arms around Eddie, too, and breathing in again and again, learning that Eddie won't disappear if he does.
Slowly, he dares to move his arms, stroking along Eddie's back in slow, gentle patterns, lulling himself into a safety he hasn't felt in a while. Maybe ever. At some point Eddie begins to hum, and Steve thinks that it's just another one of his audible smiles, inviting Steve and the rest of the world to join in if they're so inclined. But then he detects a familiar melody in the vibrations of Eddie's neck against his skin, and he holds his breath to find out what it is.
His heart jumps when he recognises the song as one he used to listen to on repeat like a lovesick fool around the time his feelings for Eddie turned into something more, something better, something infinitely worse.
It skips and he forgets how to breathe as he lets his hands travel over Eddie's back, slowly and tentatively daring to slip underneath his shirt and touch his skin.
Eddie begins to sing, then, and Steve wonders if he's even been in love with him before, because nothing of what he's ever felt compares to Eddie's gentle, hoarse, sleep-rough voice as he sings Somebody to Steve, to their little bubble, or to the world outside.
"I want somebody to share, share the rest of my lifeShare my innermost thoughts, know my intimate details."
He closes his eyes as he listens, focusing on the vibrations, on the warmth, on the closeness, on how this moment is everything he's never even dared to want. Everything so perfect that he couldn't even dream it up.
Everything. You're everything.
He needs to be closer still, so be buries his nose in Eddie's neck and breathes him in, tangling their legs, filled with a breathless kind of joyful bliss when Eddie's breath hitches, too, and he stumbles over the words of the second verse as Steve tries to climb into his skin.
"I want somebody who cares for me passionatelyWith every thought and with every breath."
You have me, Steve thinks, pressing his lips to Eddie's pulse point. It's not a kiss, not quite. It's something deeper. It's a promise.
Eddie's hands come up to hold him there even as his voice carries through the drumbeat of Steve's heart in his throat, running fingers through his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp, making him purr along to the melody.
"But when I'm asleep I want somebodyWho will put their arms around me and kiss me tenderlyThough things like this make me sickIn a case like this, I'll get away with it."
When the song ends, Eddie's words faded out, replaced once again by the gentlest silence, Steve feels raw. Vulnerable. Open and exposed. But he also feels safe, and loved, buried in Eddie's skin and held there, as though Eddie is just as scared of fading away as Steve is.
He lifts his head just slightly, enough to meet Eddie's eyes – only to find that they're closed, an expression so serene like Steve has never seen before. Mesmerised and overflowing with affection, he reaches out to trace the line of his brows, down to his cheeks and all the way to his lips, where his eyes are glued for a second.
The thought of kissing Eddie is right there. The opportunity is, too. But he doesn't. He barely dares to move as it is. But he does roll them over the rest of the way until he lies comfortably on top of Eddie, and tucks his head underneath his chin, finding one of his hands and lacing their fingers.
"You've got him," he breathes eventually. "That somebody. If you—“
"Yes," Eddie says, his other hand finding its way to the nape of Steve's neck to play with his hair again. "I want."
"Good." It's lame; far from what he wants to say. From what he has already said last night. It feels like they're doing this backwards, starting with the I love you and catching up with the slow build-up afterwards. "Good. Me, too."
"Good," Eddie hums, and there's that smile again that Steve can't help but mirror.
They fall asleep again like that even though it’s already late in the morning; cuddling and holding and cradling each other, still trembling slightly. Maybe that's what changing the world will do to you. Maybe that's the bravery more than the love.
Or maybe it's just Steve and Eddie. Steve and Eddie. SteveandEddie.
I love you.
~*~
It takes a bit for Steve to relearn loving Eddie. To not associate it with tragedy and sadness and a bone-deep loneliness that'll leave him breathless even on the best of days.
It takes a while for Steve to learn a whole new kind of breathlessness, a whole new kind of aching when it comes to Eddie.
And Eddie's not much better than Steve, pulling away when Steve wants him closer, swallowing his words and needing a second, third, fourth try until he learns that he gets to love Steve now.
Years of unrequited love, or feelings unreturned, of words put out into the universe with no one to receive them, are not easily or quickly unwritten. But every time Steve's breath gets lodged in his throat and he wants to run away, Eddie is right there to remind him of what they can have now. Every time Steve tries to be a little less of who he really is, Eddie is right there to coax him out of his head with gentle touch and a lot of hugs.
Every time Eddie starts to doubt himself and all the ways he makes Steve the happiest person on the planet, Steve is right there with the words he only has for Eddie. Words that don't get stuck anymore. Words that finally get a recipient.
~*~
Their first kiss, the first real kiss, doesn't happen that first morning. They spend the first week only holding each other, barely wanting to let go, hiding their vulnerabilities within each other.
Steve is worried about it at first, seeing Eddie so quiet, so reverent, lacking his usual cheer, his energy and snarky comments. He asks about it one night, ready to prove right that he isn't and can never be enough for him, that all he will do is steal the things that make him Eddie.
Eddie stops then, lifting Steve's chin with a finger when he's too scared, too ashamed, too vulnerable to meet his eyes on his own accord.
"Stevie," Eddie says, his voice so gentle that Steve immediately feels stupid for doubting. "I have loved you for ten years. I've had you for three days. Let me bask in it. Let me be unable to be myself with how absolutely and utterly overcome I am with the knowledge that I have you now. That I get to hold you. That I get to kiss you and keep you and... God. I'm not unhappy. I'm so much the opposite of that that I'm not sure there's a word for it. Other than devoted. Smitten. Bewitched, body and soul."
Steve wants to kiss him then. Almost does, with the way they're just staring at each other, breathing the same air —air that smells like Eddie now. In the end, Eddie just holds him, brushing a kiss to his cheek, his forehead, his temple, and whispers, "Let me bask in it."
And so they do.
Wayne called Eddie not long after with the words, "Chrissy just told me the wedding's off. Please tell me that means what I think it means."
Eddie just blushed, reaching for Steve, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. "Yeah, I, uh. I finally talked to Steve."
There was a very loud cheer on the other end that made Steve laugh, falling into Eddie's side, holding him tight, a weight falling off his shoulders knowing that Wayne was okay with them.
You know, I always figured it would be you.
No matter what happens, you'll always be a son to me.
It made his eyes sting again, but he basked in the moment and in the knowledge that Wayne was on their side. Always has been, always will be.
"You better come here on Sunday, and bring Robin and Chrissy, too."
"Robs and Chrissy?" Eddie asked.
"Oh, you're in for a treat. I'll see your asses on Sunday, boys."
And with that, he hung up. Steve immediately went to call Robin, hopeful and giddy with Wayne's implication, knowing that Chrissy was Robin's person just like Eddie was his.
"She loves me," Robin said, on the verge of tears, and Steve joined here right then and there. "She's– Steve. She's so– She... God!"
"Yeah," Steve laughed at the ceiling above his bed, grinning because Robin sounded so happy, not even caring that she didn't have the right words for it, because he could hear Chrissy laughing in the background, too. Laughing and saying hi to him and interrupting Robin's ramblings and groans and giggles with kisses that always left her dumbstruck for a good two seconds each time.
When the call ended, he went right back to the living room, where he and Eddie started watching Pride and Prejudice before, and fell right on top of him with a happy, happy smile.
~*~
It happens at Wayne's, exactly one week after Eddie showed up at Steve's in the middle of the night. One week after the phone call. One week after I love you.
It happens in the soft glow of the fairy lights Steve and Eddie helped him put up years ago. I happens after Wayne hugged him tight once more, after he pulled Chrissy to the side and promised her that she's still his kid, that he still loves her, and that he's happy to see her smile like that. After he promised the same to Robin.
It happens when Wayne's inside to refill their drinks and Chrissy and Robin are caught up in each other that they're blind and deaf to the rest of the world. When Steve turns to find Eddie looking at him with the softest, gentlest expression.
"Eddie," he whispers, leaning in to rest their heads together, lacing their fingers and stroking his thumb along Eddie's palm.
"Yeah, baby?"
Baby. It fills him with butterflies, with the urge to scream, to shout from all the rooftops that he loves Eddie, and more importantly, that Eddie loves him back! Baby. Baby.
"I love you."
"Hmm. I love you more."
No, you don't. Just longer. "Can I kiss you?"
He can feel Eddie's little gasp before he leans in even closer, rubbing their noses together, cradling Steve's face with his free hand. "Please," he whispers.
And Steve does. He captures Eddie's lips, pouring into it everything he feels and more. Sealing the promises he's made and all the ones he's yet to make. The promises to love and cherish Eddie. To be brave. To be there. To stay and keep and bask.
It's nothing like their first kiss all those years ago. There is no question behind it this time. Only declarations, only promises, only the beginning of a shared future.
And there are many, many more after this one.
🌷🤍🌷 THE END 🌷🤍🌷
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god i can't believe it's over. i thank you, every one of you, who cheered for me, cried with me, screamed and yelled at me, and stayed with me throughout this past week. i have no words right now other than thank you 🤍🌷 and i hope this is okay
#steddie#steddie fic#steddieweek2023#steddie week fic#i feel like this one's a bit disjointed but i kinda like that about it?? little snippets that make a happy ending you know??#idk i hope you like it too (i always get anxious about endings tbh catch me vibrating out of my skin)#dio words#i cannot believe it is done. i cannot believe what a ride it's been. i'll find the words for it later i think. first we read. and we bask 🤍#morcantinon i am ENDLESSLY sorry i forgot to tag you even after you sent that wonderful ask please forgive me 😭🤍#i also forget a bunch of people who asked in the reblogs but dear god i hope you find this anyway i am all over the place#i will edit this and work in more chrissy/robin when i post it to ao3. but this is steddie week. and these are 15k words of an au#that happened spontaneously and within 2h each night of me flying by the seat of my pants. xD
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