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not-krys · 10 months ago
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100 Themes Challenge: Filled Prompts Masterlist
-[Character A] x [Character B et al]: Romantic and/or Sexual Relationship
-[Character A] & [Character B et al]: Platonic, Familial, Acquaintanceship
-[Character A, etc], [Character B] x/& [Character C et al]: Observer character(s) to the main character(s) interaction
-Writing Masterlist
-Blank 100 Themes Challenge List
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1. Introduction (Aug 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday)
2. Love (Feb 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday)  | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)  | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Old (May 2024) Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence (Aug 2022)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri (WIP Wednesday)
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray (March 2023)
Shakespeare, Vincent x Abby (WIP Wednesday)
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time (April 2023)
Thea x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | No Time [Clara x Rio]
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears (November 2024)
Comte & Abby (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Beel & Belphie (WIP Wednesday)
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers (July 2023)
Abby & Vlad (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Silvio (WIP Wednesday)
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand (Feb 2024)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Thea & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Jean (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Mammon (WIP Wednesday)
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes (Aug 2024)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Satan (WIP Wednesday)
38. Abandoned (Nov 2023)
Clara x Rio (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Levi (WIP Wednesday)
39. Dreams
40. Plus
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still 
43. Die
44. Two Roads
Ophelia & Ranmaru (WIP Wednesday) | Vincent van Gogh x Abby Clarke (WIP Wednesday) | Miriam x Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation (March 2024)
Leonardo, Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Luke & Barbatos (WIP Wednesday)
48. Childhood
49. Soft
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Rot
52. Deep in Thought (Jan 2025)
Houki & Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Mozart (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Diavolo (WIP Wednesday)
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Father (June 2023)
Houki (WIP Wednesday) | Thea x Theo x Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Mr. Akatsuki (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic (June 2024)
Miri & Asmo (WIP Wednesday)
63. Do Not Disturb (April 2024)
Mitsuhide, Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Theo (WIP Wednesday) | Clara x Nokto (WIP Wednesday) | Miri, Satan & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
64. Multitasking
65. Horror (Oct 2023)
Reaching Out [Vincent van Gogh x Abigail Clarke]
66. Traps
67. Nurture (May 2023)
Houki x Mitsunari (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent, Theo & Arthur (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie x Harr (WIP Wednesday)
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. Mislead
71. Obsession
72. Mischief
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?  (Sept 2023)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Arthur & Isaac (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Lucifer (WIP Wednesday)
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation (Jan 2023)
Houki & Masamune (WIP Wednesday) | Ophelia x Kennyo (WIP Wednesday) | Abby & Leonardo (WIP Wednesday) | Maddie & Loki (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Rio (WIP Wednesday)
80. Words
81. Today
82. Can You Hear Me? (July 2024)
Houki & Nobunaga (WIP Wednesday) | Abby x Vincent (WIP Wednesday) | Clara & Rio (WIP Wednesday) | Miri & Belphie (WIP Wednesday)
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral (Jan 2024)
Miri & Simeon (WIP Wednesday)
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Sick
90. Iron
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Young
96. In the Storm (Dec 2023)
First Kicks (Abby x Vincent)
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation
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bluegiragi · 9 months ago
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limitations (part 2)
early access + nsfw on patreon
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newttxt · 9 months ago
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no matter what kind of pirate you are, luffy /will/ get you
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*peering down at my own genetic sequence* uh-huh uh-huh bold choice bold fucking choices my friend
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quicksilversnails · 4 days ago
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It's so fun how the Princess and the Dragon acknowledges and plays with game mechanics that are assumed to be non-diegetic, and uses them to add insight to the story/characters.
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The title card is a really obvious example, being something that TLQ actually sees and can comment on, and something that the Princess hadn't ever seen. What most would assume is just a framing device for the player is a real element of the world/construct.
I think it emphasizes how the story that the Narrator constructed is only "meant" to be told to TLQ. After all, The Narrator only appears in TLQ's mind, providing elaborate descriptions and attempting to contextualize the events of the game as a heroic task to save the world. Meanwhile the Princess is all alone, with no title cards or exposition, no context for why any of this is happening to her. The story revolves around her, but it doesn't care about her beyond her designated role, as something to be slain and hated. Her perspective is irrelevant to the Narrator's plan, so she doesn't get the fancy presentation or necessary context: she doesn't deserve it.
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There's also those long stretches of dialogue where the voices talk to each other in TLQ's mind without progressing the story. They're occasionally acknowledged by the Princess elsewhere (Prisoner, Nightmare) but P&tD makes it very explicit and confirms that time is actively passing during these conversations, with TLQ staring in silence for who knows how long.
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(Personally I don't think all of the voice dialogue is necessarily in real time, if only because some Princesses wouldn't have had the patience for it. Like if you had really stood still for that long, the Beast would've definitely eaten you... she's not waiting for you to finish thinking lol)
This one I think is more for humour, but it also draws attention to how much of the inner conversation the Princess is missing in normal chapters, when the voices aren't actively speaking to her through TLQ's body. Where we're having vibrant debates or key information revealed by the Narrator, she just sees a silent, staring figure. Speaking of the Narrator, He's completely absent from the Princess' POV, either because He doesn't want to speak to her or is somehow unable to (He does say in Tower that she's not supposed to be able to interact with Him...) Again, the story was not made to be told to her, so she isn't given His context, and because the player is usually so immersed in TLQ's perspective, they probably wouldn't realize just how much she's missing until they see things from her perspective.
One other example: if you choose to [Say nothing] immediately after you excise yourself, the Princess reacts to it:
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I just find this so hilarious tbh, and the fact that she repeats back those exact words implies that she literally senses the text written in brackets. If you do it once you're back in the basement, she says this:
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I wonder if it's the same for the Narrator/voices... do they also “feel” your actions while you’re choosing them? Do they hear you say (Lie) before you lie? When Skeptic said "Wink" out loud did he actually choose a dialogue option with [Wink] in brackets?? Ok that last one's a joke but there's lots of potential here
I just think it's cool because the average player wouldn't think twice about any of these things, because they seem like simple stylistic/game design choices. In a game where all player input is through dialogue options, the square brackets are an immediately understandable way to convey action, as opposed to plain text. In a game structured around repeating loops, it makes sense to make those loops distinguishable for players by separating each loop with a title card, and the chapter naming convention works as a nod to the fairytale storybook aesthetics the game draws from.
But by placing you into the Princess's head and acknowledging those design choices as diegetic elements that change depending on your perspective, it forces you to reevaluate your experiences: the things you didn't think were really "part of the game" and the experiences you didn't realize weren't universal. It exposes your hidden privileges, the luxuries and structural supports you have compared to the Princess that you don't even notice because you've never experienced the alternative.
It might make you realize how the way you perceive and conceptualize the world might be very different from how others conceptualize it (Tony's recent ask about the multicoloured glass in HEA could also play into this in a fascinating way, with the mismatch in perception between TLQ and the Narrator's script). It's all just very cool for a game that's based on perception.
It also makes me wonder... what other elements of this game are diegetic that we just haven't paid attention to?
Well, I think that the captions are probably also diegetic. TLQ occasionally refers to the voices by their complete titles despite them not ever referring to each other by those titles, instead opting for descriptors like "jumpy one" or "the worst one" or "rage boy" or "chilly little freak" lol. For a direct comparison, Paranoid exclusively calls Smitten "the lovesick one" or some variant in HEA, but TLQ refers to him by his full name using quotation marks, as if he's quoting something he's read:
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The voices don't seem aware that these titles exist, while TLQ does, despite them sharing a mind. Also, when the Princess shares a body/mind with you, she never uses their titles either. In the Spectre/Princess and the Dragon, she calls Hero "the nice one", Cold "the quiet one" or "cold little freak", and the Narrator "the bossy one" or "that murder-happy know-it-all". Spectre describes the voices as shards of broken glass on the floor, so she likely perceives them completely differently to how we/TLQ see them.
Even The Narrator isn't aware of His title. If you call Him that in the mirror conversation, He says "'The Narrator'. I suppose that's my job, isn't it?", reacting to the title as if it's His first time hearing about it. There's also this question from the fourth Shifty encounter:
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It seems like the titles are presented specifically for The Long Quiet/decider, and that they somehow reflect how TLQ perceives the voices/Narrator, since TLQ takes credit for "calling him" that. If the captions were specifically shown to TLQ in the same way that the title cards are, it'd explain how he has this information without it ever being verbally told to him, and why the Princess doesn't know their titles even when she's sharing your body.
But besides the captions, I think it could be fun to interpret the game as if most, if not all of its game mechanics exist in-universe. The choice menu, the music, the cursors, the save/load icons, saving/loading in general, the title screen, the Clown Princess living in the walls (game files), you name it. Let’s peel away these game mechanics cell by cell! Let's see what meaning we can find together, let's see what we're made of!
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aiweirdness · 1 year ago
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asked chatgpt4 to have dalle3 generate "a cross section of a gourmet chocolate with each layer labeled."
more
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stealingyourbones · 29 days ago
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Ever since Lexcorp hired a genius freelancer, the production and advancements on anti-Kryptonian tech has skyrocketed. With all of the good work he has done for the company, Lex sets up a meeting with himself and this “Dan Masters”.
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purble-turble · 1 month ago
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If art requests are still open, would you draw Shadowpeach from your old "Please Dont Cry" story?
Ooh yes, thank you for reminding me of that old prompt fill, it’s one of my favorites~ …and also extremely relevant to the current chapter I’m working on for A Test of Time hehehehh :U
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aliensurvivalist · 3 months ago
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Bifur helps Fili onto a pony!!
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soni-dragon · 10 months ago
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ive seen a couple pokemon character color wheels around so i tried one with some of my favorites!
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humbuns · 2 years ago
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pretty in yellow
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wxnheart · 1 year ago
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A relationship with Varré would consist of the following (sfw + nsfw):
Varré's bitchiness being balanced with his obsession with you.
Similarly, Varré wanting you to want him with the same intensity that he yearns for you.
Understanding the extent of how well connected the guy is across the Lands Between. He keeps tabs on you even when you think he doesn't.
Comparing Varré to a cat. To the general observer, he's snarky and distant with an acidic tongue. With you, however, there's a neediness to him that's reserved only for you.
Varré making it his duty to tempt you in a... variety of ways. For reasons.
Teasing Varré and calling bullshit when you see him getting jealous. He will always deny this even though it's a hundred percent true.
Him keeping a hand on the small of your back whenever you're nearby. He's much more physically affectionate than people give him credit for.
Experiencing moments where he'll push you against the wall, remove his mask, capture your lips in a kiss, and grind on you.
Shuddering every time he whispers "Lambkin" as you fuck him.
Piggybacking off of that, making it a point to make him scream loud enough that it echoes across the Lands Between.
Varré clutching on to you for dear life.
Varré whispering in your ear to cum for him as you near completion. Cum for him, lambkin...
Varré's pride going with the wind and he's practically begging you to mark him.
Him pointedly ignoring the smirk on your face when you see him walking gingerly the next day. Might make a snarky remark in regards to this but he's secretly already thinking of the next round.
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catilinas · 1 year ago
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Hello! I apologize if im bothering, and wish you all the best in upcoming year! I wanted to ask, do you perhaps have some suggestions for modern plays ( written in last 20 or so years) inspired by greek tragedies (either serving as motifs or beibg retellings), particularly Oresteia? I am asking because I see lots and lits of literary retellings, but with few exceptions, rarely dramas. Thank you anyway, sorry for bothering, and have great holidays!
hi!!! i can think of a few but but because i'm more of a roman epic person the list is mostly plays i've actually seen. i think literary retellings are probably easier to find people talking about online because like. they aren't performed and so there's not the access barrier of needing to Go And See The Performance. and then also there are plays where you then can't get hold of the script! i'm also assuming you're interested in plays that aren't just translations / close adaptations of tragedies, because those are a lot easier to find and also like. more common?
here are some plays that i have either read or seen that fit your criteria and also fuck immensely:
the burial at thebes: a version of sophocles' antigone - seamus heaney
antigone the musical - marina mccready (does cool things w genre; version of antigone that has made me feel the most genuine sympathy for creon)
the cure at troy: a version of sophocles' philoctetes - seamus heaney (this isn't quite within the last 20 years but you may be interested anyway!)
phaedra's love - sarah kane (also a bit older but it's sooo good. although it is maybe more senecan tragedy than greek tragedy?)
phaedra - simon stone (based on euripides' hippolytus but also the plays by seneca and racine. but also it isn't any of them. but also it IS)
oresteia - robert icke (maybe my favourite play of all time ever) (robert icke has also done a version of oedipus but it was in dutch and i don't think it's possible to get the script?)
girl on an altar - marina carr (inspired by the oresteia but. not. also very cool in that it incorporates a Lot of iphigenia at aulis and yet iphigenia never appears. and then the whole play is about her)
also! if you aren't aware of the archive of performances of greek and roman drama productions database you might also want to rummage around in there! like i am Aware of things like a recent musical version of medea / iphigenia in splott but they are almost certainly in that extremely filterable database :D
also also clutuals pspspspsps if you have any particularly cool additions to this list. hi. hello.
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adventures-in-poor-planning · 10 months ago
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"Me when I got lost on a construction site full of stinging nettles"? please elaborate please please
To be fully honest, I mostly just got lost on a construction site full of stinging nettles
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matchamiko · 9 months ago
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Men who don’t know they’re into choking until you’re play fighting with them, tussling in front of a forgotten movie with beers still cold on the coffee table. Banter turning into pinches turning into playful footsie turning into rolling around the cushions on to the floor. He lets you win, always does because that’s the gentleman way but there’s something a little different in your eyes and he feels it in the strength you put behind heaving him on to his back. Thighs squeezing his sides, panting and grinning and heavy eyes boring into his, with a hand enclosed right under his jaw. He doesn’t know, didn’t know, doesn’t understand why he jerks into you and lets his lips fall open into a hiss. Feels his gut clench when you squeeze a little harder, grips your wrist and goes all still and stony with this sudden epiphany. Feels you settle into relaxation atop him, donning this cute little delightfully shy smile, flexing your fingers and giving him this look, this delightfully shy look that makes him wonder what you’ll do with this new information. Makes him swallow thickly under your palm. Makes him sticky and swollen in his trousers. Makes him wish you’d squeeze a little bit harder.
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flowercrowngods · 11 months ago
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It's unreal. The light is streaming in through the windows, the curtains still drawn to block out the midday heat, tinging their living room in golden hues that match so well with the light grey fabric of their new sofa.
Eddie should probably snap out of it and head over to the windows, open the curtains and let the light in, and with it the warmth and fresh air of a surprisingly wonderful day.
It's March, he hears the echoes of Steve's giddy voice a week or two ago. Everything's better in March.
Eddie didn't agree then, and he's not sure he agrees now, but he must admit there is something magical about this moment.
Still he remains rooted to the spot, leather jacket heavy on his shoulders, his hands hidden in the sleeves of it, just in case this really is a dream. Just in case someone will come in and snap him out of it, take away their couch and leave an eviction notice.
It's dumb. But Eddie doesn't deal well with things that are unreal. Things that he knows aren't meant for him. Things that he knows he only gets in this one play-through of his life, while millions of other Eddie Munsons are out there in parallel universes who never get to even lay eyes upon a couch this nice. Let alone buy it. From their own real adult money.
It's a corner sofa, the fabric light grey, and he remembers it being harder than it looks. Solid. Just perfect for both their fucked up backs, scar tissue pulling if they sit wrong for too long, phantom pain and muscle aches coming in hot when all they want is to just relax and enjoy a lazy evening.
Eddie bites his lip, trailing his eyes along the pristine fabric, the pillows lining the back of it, the flawless stitches keeping everything in shape.
They have a couch now. A sofa.
It's so fucking unreal.
He drops to the floor right then and there, sitting with his back against the wall, and never once taking his eyes off their sofa. It feels important to look at it for a while. It feels important to wait for Steve. It feels... It feels like maybe he'll ruin everything if he goes and sits on it now.
And it feels really fucking big.
At some point he hears the front door opening, their lock going so smoothly now that Steve fixed it with some graphite, and the sound makes Eddie smile. That's another thing that's unreal. The key barely making any noise, the lock not rattling, the door not creaking and cracking. Eddie pulls a strand of hair between his lips, the smile feeling too silly for this room, for this home, for everything he gets to have now.
For all the tiny things that matter now. All the tiny things he gets to have, turning the key's smooth slide into an allegory of everything he ever wanted but never dared to hope for.
The slide of curtains, the click-click-click of the window handle being turned to let the air in. The breeze of fresh spring air dancing around his nose.
It's all a little much. It's so fucking addicting.
And then Steve. Socked feet coming to a stop beside him, a hand landing in his hair, a voice that's so endlessly warm and fond and maybe a little worried sounding from above him, "Hi, angel."
"Hi," Eddie says, tearing his eyes away from their couch to meet Steve's. The sunlight from the windows hugs him, making him glow. Eddie smiles. He smiles and smiles and never wants to stop.
Steve hums as he leans down to press a kiss to his forehead, and Eddie weaves his arm through Steve's legs, holding onto his knee.
Everything feels a little less silly now. Like every time Steve doesn't question his little moments of sitting on the floor and just staring at things.
"We have a couch now," Eddie says, because it feels important to point out. Because Steve isn't looking at it.
"We do," he hums. "I got the call earlier. Thanks for helping with that, baby."
Eddie nods again, leaning his cheek against Steve's knee and trailing the couch again with his eyes. It looks brighter now that the curtains don't turn the room into something out of a sepia-type movie anymore.
Steve's hands comb through his hair, massaging his scalp a little with his nails. It's nice. It's warm. It's pretty.
And it's so unreal.
"I'm twenty-four," Eddie says then, and some part of him wants to carve that into the fabric. He won't. But maybe he should carve it somewhere else. "And I own a couch. It's a little crazy."
Steve comes to sit down beside him, their shoulders pressed together and he links their hands, resting them in his lap after a brushes a kiss to Eddie's knuckles.
"Why's it crazy, angel?"
He shrugs, resting his head on Steve's shoulders and curling into his warmth some more.
"Most of my life I never thought either of those would happen, y'know."
Another hum, followed by another kiss to the crown of his head. Another smile.
"But you did it," Steve whispers. "You made it. And we've got a couch now."
"We've got a couch now."
Saying it out loud doesn't make it feel any realer. It only makes his heart race and his eyes prick.
"I love you," he says, finally looking away from pretty grey fabric to meet prettier hazel eyes. "I love you so much."
Steve leans in, kissing the tip of his nose. "I love you. Thank you for buying a couch with me."
And it occurs to Eddie then that Steve understands him. Sitting there on the floor with him, hearing his words and listening to those unsaid, understanding Eddie on such a fundamental level that it should be scary. And it is, sometimes.
But he's not scared now. Because they have a couch. And they have pretty curtains that keep the light outside and still turn the room into something magical. And they have a lock that only needed a bit of graphite to let the keys glide smoothly.
And they have each other.
They stay on the floor until Steve's stomach growls, and they eat dinner with their backs against the couch and Eddie's feet in Steve's lap. They hold each other close after dinner, just breathing each other in as the breeze blows around them.
In the end, Eddie is the first to sit on the couch, with Steve standing between his legs and giving him a scalp massage in silence. In the end, Eddie buries his face in Steve's stomach to hide the tears, and Steve lets him.
Because this is real. And he gets to have this. They both do.
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