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kangals Ā· 1 year ago
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friendly advice from vetmed: I know that when your animal has an infection that is generating a lot of discharge, you want to describe that to the veterinarian, because itā€™s a concerning sign. that is true. I also know that the most common word for this type of discharge is ā€œpus,ā€ so itā€™s logical that thatā€™s the word that youā€™ll use when describing whatā€™s going on. and in English, we often add a ā€œ-yā€ when weā€™re using a word as a descriptor.
but. the word. the word you are looking for. is purulent.
please stop sending in messages telling the doctor that your dog has a ā€œpussy wound.ā€
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erabu-san Ā· 6 months ago
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I enjoyed every second of this quest
[This art has platonic intention. Thank you for not tag ship!]
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salamispots Ā· 1 year ago
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dream wip
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egophiliac Ā· 2 months ago
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time for skeleman
with the lack of any other info yet, all I can focus on are those Charles Lloyd-looking sunglasses. they are absolutely sending me. I feel like we're gonna fall through a tree or whatever and this stitched-up boney gentleman is gonna pop out from behind a gravestone and start serenading us with some smooth jazz on the saxophone.
or should I say...the saxoBONE???????
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hajihiko Ā· 2 months ago
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bacchuschucklefuck Ā· 5 months ago
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soon it'll be dawn again
transcript under the cut ā¬
page 01
Fig: no way? - you're still up?
Riz: Whā€“ yes?
Riz: Why'd I not be.
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Fig: I me~~ean - that took.
Fig: whole day.
Riz: Yeah?
Fig: 'm beat.
Riz: you should sleep.
page 03
Fig: nah. my guy's still up
Fig: I wanna hang out.
page 04
Riz: That's really nice.
Fig: Hah! - Nobody ever expects an Archdevil rockstar to be nice.
Riz: ā€¦ yeah. - 's just budget work tho. (the stuff I'm working on) - I've heard it's boring.
page 05
Fig: yeah, but you do itā€¦
Riz: It keeps things going, right? - Nothing happens if nobody sits down and - does the thing.
Fig: That's rightā€¦ - though. Yeah.
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Fig: sometimes it's someone else who - doesn't want the same thing to happen.
Riz: ā€¦ - mm.
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Riz (off screen): ā€¦It took me a long time to get that not everyone likes doing what I do. - 's probably because you guys are so niceā€“ - or. - kind.
Riz (off screen): to anyone too, not just. - the people you /love/.
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Riz: that's not how it is elsewhere. - The world'sā€“ not. hostile. - but 's not like it's kind.
Riz: So I'm doing as much as I can nowā€¦Ā 
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Fig: Hey.
Riz: ?
Fig: Go dig some dirt with me.
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Riz: [blank speech bubble] - oh you meant like - actual dirt. (not incriminating information)
Fig: o yea.
Fig: there's clay in the backyard soil. - sometimes when I'm sun deficient or something I go touch dirt for a bit.
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Fig: here u go
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Riz: uh
Fig: now we make a thing! - 'm pretty good at freehanding a bowl.
Fig: I'll show u
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Fig: justā€“ yep, flatten that out as evenly as u can, thenā€“! - actually ur nails'd be so good at cutting out the strip. [larger than usual space] wait. - wait. wait u can carve patterns with them! we HAVE to try
Riz: uh - What. do I carve?
Fig: anything!!!
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Fig: andā€“ yep just seal the inside uh. seam?
Fig: yep that works - okay time's up! all contestant hands up
Riz: [blank speech bubble] - okay - wh. what's next?
Fig: haha - watch this.
(sound effect text): FWOOā€”MP
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Riz: WHā€“ DON'T JUST DO THAT???
Fig: Now it's fired!
Riz: THAT WAS NOT SAFE
Fig: (actually it's just dry. if u add water rn it'll dissolve)
Fig: ok catch!
Riz: [blank speech bubble] - careful!!
Fig: dw no need haha
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Riz (thought bubble): oh - it's warmā€¦
Fig: now I want you to throw this.
page 17
Fig: u gotta do it - c'mon
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Riz: whā€“ - It's like 3AM right now
Fig: oh it's not /fired/ fired it's not gonna make a loud noise
Riz: And then just? leave a pile out here?
Fig: pour water over it & it'll be gone I told u
Riz: but
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Fig (off screen): RIz.
page 20
Fig: I've done all this before.
Fig: Can you trust that at least?
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Riz: no, Iā€“ - I do. - I trust you.
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Riz: okay what happens now
(sound effect text): glob
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Fig: we do it again!
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Riz: wh. [larger than usual space] What do you mean. (this clay's too wet also)
Fig: see! you're already learning
Fig: [blank speech bubble] - there are flows that are futile to fight. - The world changes.
Fig: Things change.
page 26
Fig: I've learned my lessons with "forevers". - But - as an artist
Fig: I can give you one thing: - You can always do it again.
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Fig: most of everything depends on the rest of the world, - but this. - making new. - that's yours as long as you want it.
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Fig: So?
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Riz: Yeah. - Yeah! - let's make another one.
#dimension 20#fantasy high junior year#fhjy#riz gukgak#figueroth faeth#technically no spoilers in this comic but listen. I Will be gloating in tags. I will Never Shut Up#for the record!! this was fully conceptualized and sketched Before the finales. I started sketching this after the boat fight#and when murph closed riz's arc this season with ''maybe it's okay to change and welcome new things'' I pogged irl#I am simply the best at reading comprehension what can I say! (<- grown ass man with roughly the same perspective on teenhood as the player#fucked up that this became so long (almost 30 squares lol) that it took me this long to finish#lmao I say all that but. genuinely I am delirious and my feelings abt riz's arc this season are so big... I was getting psychic backlash#for a While lol. it was scary!!#had to sit down and do therapy on my own ass for a bit. the teenage apocalyticisation is real. that word isnt tho Im pretty sure#truly anything you do at that age feels like that's it that's all you've got going on forever. and its not true! its simply not true#you'll be okay my guy. you love your friends so so much but also there will be more to love out there#this one goes out to fellow aroaces and also folks leaving somewhere theyve called home for a long time#nothing lasts forever but that means new things come by too! ur ability to make new is infinite!!#there's no magnum opus people leave but new people come by too etc. I am too sleepy to remember what I wanted to say uhhh#well. thank u for looking at my art. I think thats the one pack it n ship it boys
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800db-cloud Ā· 3 months ago
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PLEASE POST THE ONE MILLION DOODLES YOU ARE SHY TO POST /pos šŸ™
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sure thang o7 here are some i made that i think are good enough to post. can you tell who my favorite merc to draw is
re: the last comic: i have way too many spy hcs. Way Too Many. anyway hereā€™s (BLU) spy accidentally traumadumping on his teammates. is he Alright.
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remxedmoon Ā· 3 months ago
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i hit 1k followers recently!!!! yipee!!!!!!! thank you all!!! so in celebration hereā€™s all of my completed isat doodle pages, from oldest to newest. go nuts with them!! and maybe donā€™t look at the first doodle page too closely. itā€™s Old.
(no greyscale version below for once! just some mushy ramblings. you donā€™t have to read them donā€™t worry)
hhhhhha?? so many people. where did you come from. how did you all find me.
ok but seriously, thank you all so much for all the support. i never really. expected to make it this far? like, ever?? iā€™ve mentioned it a few times on here, but iā€™ve been a lurker for the pastā€¦ 2 years, i think? and even before that, i never gained much traction outside of a couple posts. so this has been. very new to me!! in a nice way!! itā€™s weird to feel like an actual member of a community!! that people know about!
the idea of finally coming back to social media was Daunting (i literally got stress hives writing my first post lol) and the warm reception really. meant a lot?? i donā€™t think i wouldā€™ve ever gotten the courage to come back if i hadnā€™t been encouraged to by the people over at the isat discord!!
the fact that people actually care about my art still doesnā€™t feel real?? seeing people take inspiration from my art is just. surreal. just. auagssh. thank you all so so much for everything, i really do appreciate it!!! iā€™m really glad to be in this community. sorry if this all sounds sappy and long winded iā€™ve just got a lot of emotions about this whole thing!!
(also as a bonus for reading all this or whatever. hereā€™s a concept page for isatscryption! it felt a little out of place next to my normal canvases so iā€™m putting it down here! yipee! sorry my notes here are so disjointed auauauā€¦)
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sainz100 Ā· 6 days ago
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2024 Brazilian GP | x
#franco colapinto#autumn posts#I'm so conflicted about all the rumors!!#I want him to have a spot for 2025!! but rbr is kinda falling apart!! and we've seen how especially callous they can be šŸ˜¢#I miss Daniel so much šŸ„ŗ I've been on my usual insta dives and everytime I see vcarb I still pause out of habit#still I agree with so many folks that its good he got away from rbr who never were going to give him the respect and opportunities!!#so I worry for Franco!!!#and poor Max gosh this FiA balogna and the car just not performing šŸ„²#tbh I've been hiding in like 2017 posts just soaking up content I missed from bygone days!#I spam my sideblog verstappen100 if anyone wants like mostly Daniel throwback yearning hehe šŸ™‚ā€ā†•ļø#idk the vibes feel off this GP especially so like...idk how to explain it!!#but anyways I think I'm just new and I'm sick irl so just kinda stewing in the feels#nothing some gifs can't fix šŸ™‚ā€ā†•ļø#and I have to work tomorrow šŸ„² but then!!! freedom!!!#anyways just rambling...#I like to hide in the tags and the side blog but I know that#hiding how I feel is blocking me from making true connections in fandom!!#I worry I'll say something silly or something#but maybe I should be more brave instead of hiding#oh anyways!!!#if you're reading all this!! thank you! hehe nothing huge just feeling dumping before slumber šŸ˜“#I hope all is well!!#sending good energy out to Franco on such a hard weekend#and to Daniel hopefully chilling and dreaming up something excellent šŸ’ž#and to y'all!! have a good night morning and afternoon!! šŸŒ™ā˜€ļøā˜ļø#going to add a few more photos before I go!!
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krazieka2 Ā· 4 months ago
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Here's a big old Fire Emblem Search & Find I did for the FE3H Masquerade Zine! Find the Golden Deer, but see if you can't find the rest of the students as well! For the ultimate challenge, see if you can't name every character! (Disclaimer two characters are NPCs with no names)
#double bonus can you identify the 2 or 3 fe3h characters that AREN'T in the scene?#i say 2 or 3 but i probably forgot more :( im using you people to check my work#fe3h#carrying over my posts from twitter choo chooooo#fireemblem#im not going to tag everyone but you're welcome too! good luck!!#instead let me tell you about the mini narratives i came up with while drawing this#soren is waiting for Ike to get back with food#seteth just noticed flayn dancing WITH A BOY from afar#rhea was supposed to sing but got superseded (she's okay with it actually)#monica and ferdinand are trying to start a dance off with edelgard and hubert (its not working)#Ashe stepped on Annette's toes and is freaking out. Lorenz is trying to give pointers but it's only sort of helping#balthus absolutely stole some of the betting pool money. i think i forgot to ink the coins falling out of his hands! dang#metody and shahid are going to become great friends and have a wirlwind romance before one betrays the other in a cutthroat fashion#Lysithea left a single cake slice on the table and Miklan is just happy to have gotten his before she showed up#ike and leopold had a flex off#Gilbert is stuck between young lovers this isn't a narrative i just think it's funny#oh and of course Sylvain managing to piss off Sera Charlotte and Maribelle while Felix ignored him and Ingrid looks on#that's supposed to be roy not eliwood btw i forgot to color his headband so it's basically eliwood#that's all i can think of rn but if you played#thank you!!! i hope you had fun#this was SO much fun to make thank you to the mods for facilitating me#haha this post has been up for 20 minutes and people are already pointing out so many characters I forgot. ur keeping me humble
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killjoy-prince Ā· 8 months ago
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House M.D. but it's when Wilson says House's name
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erabu-san Ā· 6 months ago
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I enjoyed every second of this quest This art has platonic intention, please don't tag ship
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salamispots Ā· 6 months ago
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a rug hook commission for @stickynotebirds! :O (who also drew the original sketch/design and I tweaked it a little bit)
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bloobydabloob Ā· 4 months ago
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Holy shit I love your Dirk interpretations, it's so true and I could talk about this shit forever. I feel like another part of his character that people seem to forget (along with Roxy for some reason) is that he's from the future in solitude in an apocalyptic wasteland. I just see that part of his character always removed which is disappointing because I feel like that's a pretty big part, especially regarding his themes around technology, his brother's theme of Time, his own isolation, and how he plays in the vastness of the universe and spacetime.
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Art I drew related to the subject because I like to respond to asks with art.
But absolutely. I certainly understand where the lack of discussion over his isolation + upbringing comes from, considering a majority of the fanbase that I have seen builds their ideas based on their own version of postcanon. Iā€™m not entirely sure how that would be fixed, but certainly even in the somewhat recent past I would see a lot more content regarding his upbringing both literally and symbolically. I donā€™t have much to add regarding the things youā€™ve mentioned, because they just are what they are. Dirk being confined to a singular room left to him by a father figure he never met, in a future where the only other person left on the planet is someone he cannot pursue a relationship of because of himself, with purely 3 robots to keep him companion, one being an exact replica of his own brain who is *also* trapped inside a pair of glasses, is about as literal as it gets to me.
The contrast to me involving the flooded, organic world in comparison to the little speckle of Dirkā€™s apartment packed with the dude and his technics is not only a representation of his isolation and entrapment within himself, but also of his lack of control. I think his obsession with & themes of control are a direct product in the case of Dirk specifically *of* this kind of upbringing. His themes of technology are also related to his themes around control. So much of his character is actually revolved around this to me like so much. Dirk is so deeply disconnected from humanity in every way and so much of his character + symbolism is based around that.
It doesnā€™t even have to be about the symbolism or anything though. Itā€™s just pretty *interesting* in the literal sense that he lives in the middle of the ocean in the future. Thereā€™s not only a lot to theorise on to do with his young life there, but on how it might affect him in the way he acts for the rest of his life. The latter part is probably what I see mentioned the most by people talking about Dirk regarding this, Iā€™m surprised I donā€™t see more discussion on the former too though. I really ought to actually talk more about Homestuck stuff on here. I will do it myself.
Roxy & Dirkā€™s relationship is largely ignored though because there is a narrative a certain demographic spreads that Dirk resented and blamed Roxy for her interest in him, and thus too many people believe that their relationship was or would continue to be an abusive one. Realistically, I believe itā€™s important to acknowledge that the way Roxy treated Dirk regarding his homosexuality wasnā€™t right while still acknowledging the obvious amount of respect and admiration Dirk had for Roxy. I mean we have a huge piece of dialogue from their post trickster mode conversations on the quest beds from Dirk purely stating how he feels about Roxy that people completely ignore somehow. I think this usually happens to characters that are women though. I know everyone says it, but it is true. Jane gets the exact same treatment of boiling her down to solely her negative aspects. The things I see completely mischaracterising both of them are horrific.
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I mean how much more explicit can it get that their relationship is obviously very important to Dirk? But I digress. I think the best or I should say ā€œmost interestingā€ interpretations of their relationship usually come from DirkRoxy shippers actually.
I would be interested to hear about Dirkā€™s relation to his brotherā€™s theme of time though. I donā€™t have any thoughts on this and I donā€™t recall ever hearing anyone talk about it before. If you or anyone else would be willing to enlighten me Iā€™d be thrilled.
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dumpster-fire-rats Ā· 21 days ago
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stevebabey Ā· 2 years ago
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part one here. ze part two to touch-starved stevie that absolutely no one requested hehe <3 but i gots to let my boys have a wee kiss :")
So, hugs with Eddie becomeā€¦ well, a thing.
Not a thing. Theyā€™re not a thing, Steve and Eddie. Itā€™s totally the same as when he gets hugs from Robin. Eddieā€™s doing him a favour as a friend. Itā€™s got the 100% platonic energy of getting a hug from a friend ā€” a hug that usually melts into some form of a cuddle, limbs all tangled together until they canā€™t tell whose are whose.
Except, Steve doesnā€™t really do that second part with Robin. Like he hasnā€™t done it ever with Robin.
So, itā€™s an Eddie thing.
But theyā€™re not a thing. Not matter how much Steve would actually very much like for that happen. Okay, maybe Steveā€™s overthinking the whole thing a bit, but he just canā€™t tell.
Whereā€™s the line? Itā€™s infuriating not being able to discern between platonic and more, just because Steve wasnā€™t held enough as a fucking baby. Out of all the things he resents his parents for, Steveā€™s surprised that this is so near the top.
Because, sure, Steveā€™s had more than his fair share of hookups. He knows that sort of touch. He knows the shape of lust; the scrapes of fingernails down backs, the tight grips over skin, the push and pull of the heat of the moment.
And this thing with Eddieā€¦ is not that.
So, really, Steve knows that itā€™s all friendly. Eddie is just being nice. Heā€™s being a decent dude and helping his friend out ā€” by catapulting himself into Steveā€™s arms at every opportune moment.
(Steveā€™s only dropped 3 mugs of coffee because of this so far. Itā€™s only because Eddie says good catch, big boy with a devilish grin every time that Steve manages to catch Eddie that Steve hasnā€™t completely told him to knock it off. Just yet, at least.)
And heā€™s different in other areas. Heā€™ll always seem to choose the seat next to Steve on movie-nights now, content to snuggle right up to him. They get thigh to thigh, arm to arm ā€” and Eddie only needs to get about 20 minutes in for him to do a big sigh, like an old dog, and slump over, resting his head on Steveā€™s shoulder.
Steve notices though. He always notices.
Itā€™s impossible not toā€” the skin, even if thereā€™s 3 layers between them, burns blazing warm. Eddieā€™s hair drapes over his arm, a curl inevitably tickling along Steveā€™s collar. He can feel the rise and fall of Eddieā€™s breathing, the little shake of when he laughs.
It drives Steve a little insaneā€” insane in the way that makes him think about burying his fingers in those curls again, about pressing his lips against Eddieā€™s pretty mouth just to feel the smile against his skin, about digging into his chest so he can climb into his chest and live there.
Yeah, itā€™sā€” well, itā€™s safe to say that the effect of Eddieā€™s touchiness has sent what was once a fleeting thought of a crush into mind-melting levels of affection.
But he canā€™t fucking tell.
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To Steveā€™s credit, neither can Eddie.
Which is not surprisingly considering sometimes he catches himself wondering how the hell he ended up here; in a close-knit friendship with band-geek Robin Buckley, princess Nancy Wheeler, and King Steve Harrington.
Okay, the Robin one sort of makes sense. He thinks that if no matter when their paths crossed, he and Robin wouldā€™ve always even some sort of strange friends - her snark complimenting his bitchiness. Also, the whole super queer thing helps too. Even the friendship with Nancy works, in its own weird way.
Steve though? Heā€™s the fucking curve ball.
It works though, the two of them. Surprisingly well, actually ā€” the two of them get on like a house on fire, bitchy quips back and forth. Even better, is the quiet that they can share. Steve loves to come around and doā€¦ nothing. Do nothing with Eddie, though.
So, even though Eddie had noticed the tension in Steve with touch, little moments where he turned rigid when Eddieā€™s usual wandering hands got too comfortable ā€” Eddie chalked it up to the usual. Guys bring too uncomfortable with him, too weird about another guy being touchy. It didnā€™t matter than Eddie wasnā€™t even out to Steve yet, he was still might be that type of guy.
Well, Eddie had certainly thought so. Sure, Steve might not be one of those jocks who smacked around boys who looked too long in the locker room, but if he knew a smidge of the truth, who really knows. It would explain the tenseness at least.
But thenā€” ā€˜Can Iā€¦ have a hug?ā€™ There had been a dozen things Eddie was thinking that Steve couldā€™ve asked for but that? Wasnā€™t even in the ballpark. It was so left-field it left Eddie speechless for a whole moment. And Steve had been staring at the ceiling, his hands curled up tight again like- like he thought Eddie might say no.
A ridiculous thought, honestly. Anyone who knew Eddie well enough knew he was touchy; loved giving it, loved getting it. Like an overly affectionate cat, Wayne had once called him, just 11 years old, because Eddieā€™s need for affection seem to never be sated.
After that night, Steveā€™s lack of touch became far more obvious. Itā€™s always hair ruffles or high-fives, yet never hugs. Normally, Eddie would keep to that boundary; some people are less touchy other than others, he knows that.
Butā€¦ ā€œSometimes I realise itā€™s been awhile, since Iā€™ve had some touch.ā€ Thatā€™s what Steve had said, his words. Eddie doesnā€™t even think he meant to say something so heartbreaking. In fact, the guy seemed embarrassed.
It had thrown Eddie for a loopā€” because Steve gets around. Heā€™s nearly notorious for one-night stands and failed flings, as Robin loves to drone on about considering sheā€™s subjected to all the flirting. What had originally been a point of envy for Eddie, just saturates the bleakness of Steveā€™s words. Sex but without a moment of intimacy.
So, while Eddie is miles away from being the person who gets into Steveā€™s pants ā€” not for lack of want, mind you ā€” he does try hike up the touchiness. Little things. Lingering when he taps him on the arm, hooking his chin over Steveā€™s shoulder to peer over it, leaning up against him when theyā€™re side by side watching a film.
Itā€™s good. It helps Eddie release the pressure of his stupid monumental god-awful crush he has. Yeah, yeah, itā€™s laughable, even to Eddie. Itā€™s like Gay 101; donā€™t get crush on straight dudes, especially the ones youā€™re friends with. And yetā€¦
Steve lets him. He lets Eddie give him touch, more than he lets anyone else. He still tenses; thereā€™s still always a moment before he can remember to relax, like heā€™s trying to shake off bad thoughts but then he melts. He always melts into Eddieā€™s touch eventually ā€” in a way Eddie knows Steve actually loves it, drinks it up as much as he can.
And maybe, Eddie is the biggest fool to grace the Earth to let that fact give him some hope. Sue his gooey heart, heā€™s a romantic. Itā€™s a quiet hope but, itā€™s there.
Tonight, it seems relaxing for Steve is been harder than usualā€” several times has Eddie traced a quite long along Steveā€™s arms, a subtle point that they were far too tense for someone who was wrapped up in cuddles on the couch. ā€˜Cos thatā€™s 100% what they are now. Eddie will still call them hugs, but usually, when itā€™s just the two of them, it becomes this.
Steve, tucked up into the corner of the couch, one leg flush along the back of the couch and one hanging off the edge. Itā€™s the prime position for Eddie to crawl up, wind his arms around Steveā€™s middle and give him a good squeeze and then settle there. Head on Steveā€™s chest, lying in the cradle of his hips. Safe. Warm.
It makes him warm, oh very warm to know that he gets this. That Steve doesnā€™t give this amount of trust to many, if any, other people but Eddie ā€” he trusts Eddie.
ā€œYā€™know,ā€ Eddie says, cheeks smushed against the plain of Steveā€™s pec. It feels deliciously warm and Eddieā€™s fairly sure he can feel how toned it is just through his cheek. Hot bastard. ā€œIā€™m actually real glad you asked for that hug all those weeks ago.ā€
He leaves it there ā€˜cos he knows Steve will ask. Eddieā€™s eyes stay on the buzzing tv-screen even as Steveā€™s head shifts, turning to peer down at the boy slumped on his chest. Eddieā€™s pretty sure he can see Steveā€™s mouth twitch up into a smile.
ā€œYeah?ā€
ā€œOh yeah,ā€ Eddie affirms, giving a nod and his eyes flick up to meet Steveā€™s for just a moment. ā€œThink Iā€™ve had some of the best hugs in the world.ā€
Okay, that was maybe more honest and sappy than Eddie was going for. He is just letting Steve know he isnā€™t just doing it for Steve ā€” that he enjoys these moments just as much. He lays it on thick, tries for a smarmy angle.
ā€œSwept up in these pillowy arms?ā€ He croons, giving Steveā€™s bicep a quick squeeze, making the other chuckle softly. ā€œWho wouldnā€™t think so? Iā€™m a lucky guy.ā€
Despite the joking tone, thereā€™s no quick comeback from Steve. Thatā€™s alright. Eddieā€™s quite happy if this is one of the times Steve just takes the compliment; letā€™s the word sink in and hopefully, believes them, even if itā€™s just a little bit. He watches the film and doesnā€™t read into the silence.
Not even when Steve says, ā€œEddie?ā€ all soft. Nearly shy sounding. It doesnā€™t quite register to Eddieā€™s ears.
ā€œMm?ā€
ā€œEddie.ā€ Steve says again, a little firmer and that catches Eddieā€™s attention. He turns his head and rests his chin on Steveā€™s chest, his brows drawn together in silent question.
But the moment he makes eye contact, Steveā€™s doing that scrunched up face again. Is studying the ceiling instead of facing Eddie. And just like all those weeks ago, his hands clench up tight. Twists up the fabric of Eddieā€™s sweater in between his fingers and uses it to ground himself.
Last time, he asked for a hug. Considering heā€™s currently just about squishing Steve beneath his body weight, Eddie canā€™t fathom what he might be worked up to ask for. Unless he was going to ask for something more than a hugā€” which, well, just wasnā€™t going to happen, even if Eddie really wanted it to.
ā€œCan I-ā€ Steve starts. He sucks in a breath, almost like heā€™s gathering courage. But heā€™s not, because heā€™s not about to ask for what Eddie hopes for, heā€™s not, heā€™sā€”
Unlessā€¦?
ā€œCan Iā€¦ have a kiss?ā€ Steve asks, barely audible. The sentence is murmured, soft words that hit Eddie like a gentle kiss in itself ā€” imprinting right onto his heart. Steve Harrington wants a kiss ā€” from him!
ā€œOh.ā€ Eddie says, in a breathy delightful way. Heā€™s fairly certain the little monkey in his brain is clapping its cymbals at double-speed as the words process; or maybe itā€™s his heart, which feels like itā€™s leapt up his throat.
ā€œOh?ā€ Steve echoes, a smile already playing at the edges of his mouth, because he can see Eddieā€™s want. Because he knows him.
ā€œYes.ā€ Eddie says suddenly, with a frantic nod, pushing up closer so their faces are aligned. ā€œYes, absolutely, you can.ā€ He affirms.
Steve huffs a quiet laugh at the eagerness and then his arm that had been slung around Eddie shifts. It moves up til his hand caresses along the line of Eddieā€™s jaw, tilting him just how he likes.
Eddie holds his breath. Counts the freckles he can see this close. Tries to feel Steveā€™s heartbeat through where theyā€™re pressed so closely together; can Steve feel his? Thundering and hurried, beating so hard Eddie thinks he might bruise the inside of his ribs.
Then Steve kisses him. And shit, Steveā€™s lip are better by ten-fold than every daydream Eddieā€™s ever had about them. Theyā€™re warm and so soft ā€” plush and pressing against his own and Eddie is freezing. Fuck, wait, how does this go again? Right, Eddieā€™s neverā€¦ well, kissed anybody before.
Steve pulls back and Eddie screws his eyes up ā€” not ready in the slightest for the disappointment of his own shoddy kissing skills. Fuck, did he really just freeze? Steve ā€” Steve Harrington ā€” asks for a kiss and Eddie decides to stab himself in the back by not figuring out how to fuck to kiss back.
ā€œYou call that a kiss?ā€ Steve teases and Eddieā€™s well aware of the parallel ā€” of the irony of Steve repeating his own words back at him. But he canā€™t make himself laugh even though itā€™s funny. Instead, a little groan wiggles out his throat.
ā€œIā€™m sorry,ā€ Eddie says, earnest. He forces his eyes opens ā€” he needs to see whatā€™s Steveā€™s thinking. Where heā€™s expecting disappointment or perhaps regret, is only patience. Maybe a touch of concern. Eddie continues, despite the humiliation that makes his throat sticky.
ā€œI havenā€™t- I donā€™t do this often.ā€ He coughs awkwardly clearing his throat and hoping it hides the next word. ā€œEver.ā€
Thereā€™s a jump in Steveā€™s eyebrows, a moment of surprise in his eyes that lets him know he did, indeed, hear that final word. It makes Eddie feelā€¦ well, itā€™s nice that Steve had expected him to have been kissed by now. Even if he hasnā€™t. He tries to take it as a compliment.
ā€œThatā€™s okay,ā€ Steve assures. Absentmindedly, his thumb rubs soothing along Eddieā€™s jaw. It makes Eddie shiver, some outrageous amount of joy clawing into every nerve. Steve likes Eddie. He wants to kiss Eddie.
ā€œDo you want to try again?ā€
Eddie nods before the questions even out of his mouth. Steve smiles, all sunshine. This time when he draws Eddie in, he notices the way Eddie holds his breath ā€” the rigidness in his body.
Steve kisses him again, another short and soft one and then whispers against his lips, ā€œRelax.ā€
ā€˜Cos isnā€™t tonight just full of the parallels, Eddie thinks. He listens, tries to focus on how sweet Steveā€™s kiss is than his panicky heart, forcing out a breath between the kisses. His hands along Steveā€™s sides find a grip, grounding and good, and by the fourth kiss, he begins to feel a bit melty.
Itā€™s good. Itā€™s really good. Kissing Steve is top 5ā€“ nay, the top moment of his life so far. Somehow, itā€™s made all that much better knowing the build-up behind it. Knowing that Steve knows he isnā€™t just kissing him for a heat of the moment ā€” that Eddie wants kisses here, kisses before bed, in the morning, on dates. Eddie wants Steve.
And with the way he kisses, Eddieā€™s pretty sure Steve wants him just as bad.
It doesnā€™t take long for Steve to reach what Eddie decides is an ultra pretty fuckinā€™ state; lips swollen from kisses, cheeks flushed, hair a little mussed up. He bets he looks no better. The thought makes him grin, enough they have to break the kiss ā€˜cos Eddie canā€™t stop his stupid happy grin ā€˜cos shitā€” he actually gets to have this Steve.
ā€œWhat?ā€ Steve asks, somehow half heart-eyed and half suspicious at the mischief in Eddieā€™s eyes.
ā€œCan I... have a hickie?ā€
now with a part three !
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