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ITS APRIL 13 YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
FETCH ME NEIL
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do me a favor and reblog for a larger sample size. I am truly very curious.
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For the 'Spring' prompt from the @steddieholidaydrabbles pop up event
'Spring forward' Because I'm a sucker for a sudden dramatic kiss
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"i respect trans people" do you?
do you respect trans people who look like their agab, whether they want to or not?
do you respect transfems with body/facial hair? transfems who don't wear makeup or dresses or skirts? transfems with low voices? transfems with short hair?
and do you respect transmascs who don't bind? transmascs who wear makeup or dresses or skirts? transmascs with high voices? transmascs with long hair?
do you respect trans people who don't "pass"?
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been ages since i was last on here, sorry :(
#steddie#steve and eddie#steve x eddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#meme#funny#fursona#is that your fucking fursona#thats cringe#YOURE CRINGE#steddie fanart#is this anything#furry#sfw furry#sfw interaction only#nsft dni#steddie memes
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erm :3
oh god what did i do
IT SUMMONS MAIL EVERYONE TRY IT
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eddie munson never died he tucked his arms and legs into his belly curled into a ball and he just rolled away
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it’s Wayne Munson that helps Steve realise he’s bisexual and it’s after he’s been waxing poetic about Eddie just to rub salt in the wound
Steve offered to help Wayne wash the dishes because he wants Eddie’s uncle to like him for more than the fact that he helped save Eddie’s life so he’s helping and Wayne is minding is goddamn business but Steve won’t stop talking about how great Eddie is which is lovely for Wayne, he agrees with everything Steve is saying obviously but he’s also not sure what Steve’s game is because Wayne knows Eddie has a big fat crush on the boy and so Steve must be sending some weird signals and Wayne isn’t sure what to do until Steve sighs as he’s drying a dish and blurts out
“whatever girl gets to date Eddie is gonna be so lucky, sometimes I wish I were a girl so I could date him”
and Wayne just sort of freezes because he doesn’t want to out Eddie but what the fuck, this Harrington kid quite clearly likes Eddie back so he slowly starts to carry on washing the dish in his hand and casually tells Steve
“you know, you don’t have to be a girl to date another boy, Steve, just in case you needed to hear that”
and now it’s Steve’s turn to freeze and he’s clutching the towel in his hands and frowning to himself, looks like Eddie when he’s trying to do his math homework, until his face clears and brightens and Steve just goes
“oh” then “and do you think-“ before he bites his lip and looks over at Eddie
“go” Wayne says, nudging Steve towards the couch and he washes the last plate and makes his excuses about going for a smoke so he can leave the two of them alone and very much tries to ignore how Eddie’s bedroom door is firmly shut when he comes back in and just turns up the tv
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“you too?”
#t4t#t4t yearning#trans steve harrington#trans eddie munson#trans#trans man#transmasc#t4t mlm#t4t steddie#steddie#steddie art#steddie au#steve and eddie#steve x eddie
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Im the type of friend to say “think fast” AFTER I’ve thrown a 21 pound boulder at your head
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text conversation from my dream that i desperately wish was real
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“welcome to the circus!” sleepy boys inc. &co fanfic — chapter 1
hi! this is my first time writing a fanfic, posting an actual thing on tumblr and also the FIRST chapter of my circus au sbi&co fanfic!
this would normally be posted on ao3 but i’m currently waiting for my invitation.. but im very excited to share it with people and my friend recommended posting it on here since apparently fics do very well on here:)
beta read by cleetuspaws ^_^ (THANK YOU VERY MUCH!)
apologies if the characters are OUT of character, i struggle with that and im trying my hardest with that:)))
the rain hit the stone tiles of the street with loud pitter-patters, accompanied by the splash of a red pair of vans and black converse walking through a puddle. toby sighed when rain hit his head through the umbrella, looking up at the inconveniently placed hole. he turned to tommy with a frown, who was blissfully unaware and munching happily on his shitty sausage role from the sketchy bakery a few blocks away.
“tom, the umbrellas got a hole in it.. and my hairs getting wet.”
toby sighed, tapping tommy on the shoulder with a small slightly annoyed smile, pointing to the hole once tom had looked over.
tommy looked puzzled,
“what the fuck man? this umbrella was fine like— two days ago, when that guy gave it to me.. did you bite it or something tubs?”
he snickered, nudging the other boy with his elbow, a smirk plastered across his face, causing toby to fall backwards a tiny bit. he gasped, folding his arms.
“hey! don’t you be nudging me, also, i’m not a rat, i didn’t bite the umbrella. i don’t think it would be that tasty anyway..”
he grinned, nudging the blonde back with a laugh.
tom laughed out loud, finally moving the umbrella around so the hole was behind the both of them, the rain still cruising through but luckily far enough away that it wasn’t bothering the two. the hair of the two swayed in sync in the soft breath of the wind and the rain seemed louder on the top of the run-down umbrella now. or maybe they seemed quieter; it was hard to tell.
they had been quieter with eachother than normal recently, anyway. tommy had noticed it, assuming tubbo hadn’t so much. if toby noticed anything wrong he would obviously tell him, right? that’s how it’s been going since they were twelve years old— how its been going since they declared they were best friends in that shitty run down orphanage. shivers run down his spine at even the mention of that place. what a nightmare of a shithole, tom felt a pang of guilt for all the kids who were still stuck there, trapped in the foster system. he just hopes they wake up one day and take the chances of escaping.
tom snapped back into reality after a short moment, rolling his eyes at the fact he had a full train of thought about the life he so desperately wanted to leave behind in the dirt. maybe one day they’ll be able to help out some kids to escape that dump.
well, obviously not now.
scraping his lunch funds together was difficult enough for him.. let alone having to donate to the homeless shelter camp thing so he and toby can still ‘live’ somewhere.
“it’s practically paying rent, just masked as a nicer thing.” he explained to toby once, after they’d dropped whatever money they had left at the end of the month into the red bucket gripped by the owner of the land.
toby sighed, looking over to tom who had a wry look in his eyes, turning away quickly. he made an awkward facial expression before speaking:
“is it a mcdonald’s night.. or have we already spent too much money today?” he quizzed, glancing up to tommy and watching his hand as he brought it up to brush it through his hair, the blonde strands falling over his forehead again comfortably.
tommy thought for a moment, suddenly turning up to tubbo with a cheeky smile.
“you know what tubzo? why not man? we deserve it. we’ve been working all week and shit..” he gushed, gripping the umbrella tighter in his hand. toby seemed to catch up on the excitement, grinning back at him.
they walked faster now, turning onto a different street other than the one which would direct them home, chatting along until tommy stopped. turning to a telephone pole and looking at the brightly coloured poster stamped on it.
‘CASTING OPEN’ it read in a big pink font, a black shadow decorating it. under that violation to the eyes, there was extra text. holy shit.
there layed the logo of the ‘syndicate circus’, the swirly writing all too familiar and sported with the three colours for the three members. yellow for acrobur (‘what a stupid fucking name,’ tommy thought, who hates their child that much? he hates to admit acrobur was probably his favourite, though..), a bright green for crowman and a vibrant red for the blood god. jesus christ.
he poked tubbo on the shoulder, pointing to the poster and aggressively tapping on it.
“toby. are. you. seeing. this? castings for SYNDICATE? TUBZ. THIS WOULD BE INSANE.” he marvelled, grabbing the poor boy by his shoulders and shaking him slightly.
toby scoffed,
“tom you’re being a bit ambitious.. they wouldn’t let two teenagers - who barely have any talent at all - within fifty feet of the tent, let alone in it.”
tom rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, “you’re so boring, toby!” he ranted, sounding agitated,
”such a pussy. you know that right? you’re a puss.”
his tone changed to a teasing one, poking at the brunette with a cheeky grin.
tubbo blinked, crossing his arms and raising his eyebrows, waiting for tommy to continue.
tom scoffed, hands moving around in strange gestures as he attempts to explain—-
“okay- look, toby, like.. you’re good at those fuckin trampolines and i’m like really funny!”
tom stared at tubbo while he thought, his mumbles snapping the other out of his train of thought,
“and like.. i’ve always loved syndicate circus and i just think it’d be REALLY cool..”
toby stared with a blank face, a smile creeping up slowly,
“well- you’re not that funny. but its just.. we might not have enough money to support that, tom.”
tommy massaged his temple, right. money. that’s a good point. oh well!
“who fuckin cares about money?? imagine how much we could make from joining THE syndicate circus!” he exclaimed.
toby lowered his head, thinking again before looking up to tommy about to speak—
“come on, man! pleaase?? please please? pretty please, toby..????” tom begged, trying his hardest to do some kind of puppy-eyes.. and failing.
tubbo sighed. ‘anything to make tommy be quiet,’ he thought, turning to check the date on the poster.
“fine,” he muttered, “but as soon as ANYTHING goes wrong, we’re out of there. got it?”
#AWESOMESAUCE#i feel so important i got to beta this HAHA#go read irls fic or i’ll hit you w a big mallet
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