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my steddie rendition of „La Belle Dame sans Merci” :]
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i found out but i didn't even get to fuck around first this is bullshit
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Ive made This hand crocheted lace choker with elegant metal closures more to come besties
#jewelry#lace#crochet#chocker#vintage#second hand#antique#hand made jewelry#hand made lace#fiber arts#art#artist#aesthetic#dark academia#dark#regal#whimsical#whimsy#fantasy#photography#academia#witchy
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Another little guy who will likely become a postcard or sticker design!!! The @ on it is for my Instagram I'm simply terribly inconsistent with online personas
#art#drawing#digital drawing#digital art#digital illustration#illustration#sticker#stickers#stickerdesign#cat
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Steve was completely comfortable with his bisexuality but everyone else is still either in denial or just doesn't know that he's bi. Especially Eddie, who Robin has heavily hinted that Steve wasn't straight, but he just can't honestly believe Steve "lady killer" Harrington was anything BUT straight as an arrow.
Until they all decide to go to a gay club in Chicago, and Steve is getting hit on by guy after guy.
At first, it was funny to watch Steve get all flustered and embarrassed but never rude, gently declining each invitation.
The strange glances Eddie gets from Steve after they walk away, however, confused him. What, did he want Eddie to be impressed that Steve can attract men as well as women? That's hardly a surprise, but he isn't gonna give the dude an even bigger ego boost, so he ignores him. Instead, he watches Robin having fun on the dance floor surrounded by beautiful women.
He hears a frustrated scoff besides him. Man, what's his problem?
"Um, hi?"
Eddie turns to see a very cute looking guy standing next to Steve. He looked about their age, maybe just out of high school. Short, wavy blonde hair and big blue eyes framed by sparkly purple eyeshadow. Very Boy George.
He also looked extremely nervous if the growing flush on his cheeks was any indication. Even through the swell of the music, he can hear the poor guy swallow back his nerves, "I-I saw you come in and thought you were really handsome. Umm, could I ask you to dance? Or! Or I could buy you a drink, umm--"
Eddie felt bad for the kid. It was obvious this was his first time in a gay club. It just sucked that he happened to ask out one of the most heterosexual men in North America.
He was about to step in before Steve completely shattered the kids' confidence but froze when Steve reached out and took his hand.
"What's your name, cutie?"
Both Eddie and the kid gawked; Eddie at Steve and the guy at their connected hands.
He cleared his throat to no avail since his voice still came out in a squeak, "Jesse!"
Steve just chuckled, eyes crinkling up, "I'm Steve. Let's go."
Without a spare glance at Eddie, Steve stood and pulled a still gawking Jesse onto the dance floor, leaving Eddie behind with his eyes and jaw wide open.
W-
WHAT THE FUCK!?!?
He sat there unmoving, except for his eyes laser focused on Steve and Jesse as they moved together to whatever fucking pop song was playing right now.
No fucking way. He couldn't actually be doing this right now. Did he think this was a game??
The more he watched, the more his blood began to boil.
He had to be yanking the guy's chain, and if that was true, that was a new low for Steve.
Eddie would have kept muttering bloody murder under his breath had Robin not plopped herself next to him and asked, "Hey! Where's Steve?"
Eddie didn't answer, only pointed to the dancefloor where the two were practically grinding together, clustered close, surrounded by happy, dancing people. The slut.
Robin cooed, "Ooh, he's pretty. Nice one, Steve."
Eddie whipped around and shouted, "What!?! You approve of this!? He's leading that guy on!"
Robin just looked confused, "I mean, yeah, blondes aren't usually his type, but he wouldn't be dancing with him if he didn't find him a little attractive."
Eddie thought he was going insane. He put his hands on Robin's shoulders and said, "Robin. Steve. Is not. Gay."
She turned her body towards him, mirroring his hands, and mimicked, "You're right. Steve. Is. Bi. "
While Eddie froze for what felt like the nth time tonight, Robin easily pushed him off with a laugh, "You can't seriously still think Steve is straight. Eddie, I've been telling you for weeks now!"
"I thought you were kidding! Like, I don't know, trying to make feel comfortable or something? Or that he thought he needed to say guys were hot because of some misconstrued thought process to being a good ally!?"
Robin gave him a pitying stare that just made Eddie start to feel like scum.
"Eddie," she spoke in that tone of voice that Dustin usually reserved for Steve, trying to explain something obvious, "He's been flirting with you for weeks. He didn't even want to come here, but I convinced him cause I said you'd be coming too."
Eddie was no longer looking at Robin but instead staring at the floor, his mind reeling back all the times Steve asked to hang out together alone or when he invited Eddie to his house for dinner or to the movies or to the quarry or, or--
He flinches when he hears Steve's laughter getting closer.
They were both walking over, Steve with his arm around Jesse's waist, who no longer looked nervous but was smiling and looking up at Steve like he was the motherfucking sun.
Steve pulled away first but not before leaning in to give Jesse a kiss on the cheek and whisper something in his ear. Jesse went pink again but nodded and pulled him in for a hug and then made his way back to his own group of friends.
He can feel Robin still staring at him but seemed to stop when Steve finally got to their table.
"Hey, playboy, having fun? Did you get his number?"
"Yeah, but I told him I had my eye on someone else. He wants to keep in touch, though. Sweet kid."
That got Eddie to look up at him again. Steve was already staring at him, eyebrow raised, looking all the world comfortable sitting in his space.
Steve had his eye on someone else. Steve was staring at him. Steve had been looking at him all night after declining offers over and over.
God, he was a moron.
Robin elbowed him in the gut, which got him to choke out, "Steve, you wanna dance!?!"
He wanted to die. That was so much more louder than he wanted and he can feel Robin shaking with laughter beside him but he couldn't look away from Steve.
And Steve. Beautiful, Steve, flushed and sweaty, stood up once again, a put a hand out towards Eddie, pulling him up to his feet and into his chest. He leans forward, his mouth almost catching on Eddie's earlobe.
"I've been waiting forever for you to ask."
Eddie shivers but smirks back, "Sorry for making you wait, sweetheart."
And pulls him back into the fray.
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