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𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬).
Strangely enough, I have lately been receiving anon hate to which, I have absolutely the least of ideas of why that could've been if I literally didn't do anything that could provoke the hate messages.
I have only replied to one of them, but the rest honestly there was no need to pay them such attention (to which they clearly lack, otherwise they wouldn't waste time insulting me/my blog), and neither I had the energy or time to do so. And of course, I simply deleted them.
Here's my reply to all of them: Don't like my content or my blog? Then, don't read it. It's as simple as that, isn't it? It's my blog, and I can say, do, post, or do whatever I wish to do because it's my account. I don't think I have to satisfy every single one of you because something is morally wrong or morally correct. All the things I do in my profile are to ESCAPE from reality and the shithole that it already is, so honestly I give a fuck if you like it or not, or if I 'sicken' you or not.
Ignore me, or do whatever you want. But if you find my content so 'badly written' or 'sickening' then scroll past because I won't stop posting them to satisfy a stupid dumbass that has no life whatsoever and clearly likes attention. My followers like what I post, and I'm not going to reduce my content for a few lifeless losers.
Also I have received an anon message telling me they had found a similar fic to one I posted and honestly I'm not sure what to really think about it.
If anyone has plagiarised/stolen part of my work, it wouldn't really surprise me as I've seen many inconveniences like this. But honestly, all of my works are made with a tremendous amount of effort and dedication that I'm not putting into my studies and future career simply because writing is a favourite hobby of mine and I absolutely adore providing constant content for all of you — only to have it stolen/copied?
Please. Help yourself, and try to provoke a hint of creativity and/or imagination. Quit plagiarising or copying others peoples work. Because we are dedicated, and we try to do as much content in fics as we can to feed our followers. AT LEAST send a message asking if you can inspire yourself in my fics instead of copying! If you felt inspired by a fic/prompt of mine, please have the decency of either asking me, or just tagging me — which I will of course have no problem with it and will always say yes. But asking doesn't hurt.
Anyways, I just wanted to say this and release all the things I thought so far. I don't want any chaos on my blog nor drama because this is my escape from reality, and it should be yours as well. Stay with good vibes, ignore all the hateful comments towards yourselves, and stay safe my beloved babies. 🫂💕🙏💝
#anon hate#plagiarism#work copying#hateful comments#hate comments#hate messages#copying works#stop plagiarim#—[.🧋] ; amira loves rambling#amira loves rambling
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the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"
just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible
#due to the Great Data Decay academics write viciously argumentative articles on which episodes aired in what order#at conferences professors have known to engage in physically violent altercations whilst debating the air date number of household viewers#90% of the couch gags have been lost and there is a billion dollar trade in counterfeit “lost copies”#serious note: i'll be honest i always assumed it was english imperialism that made shakespeare so inescapable in the 19th/20th cent#like his writing should have become obscure at the same level of his contemporaries#but british imperialists needed an ENGLISH LANGUAGE (and BRITISH) writer to venerate#and shakespeare wrote so many damn things that there was a humongous body of work just sitting there waiting to be culturally exploited...#i know it didn't happen like this but i imagine a English Parliament House Committee Member For The Education Of The Masses or something#cartoonishly stumbling over a dusty cobwebbed crate labelled the Complete Works of Shakespeare#and going 'Eureka! this shall make excellent propoganda for fabricating a national identity in a time of great social unrest.#it will be a cornerstone of our elitist educational institutions for centuries to come! long live our decaying empire!'#'what good fortune that this used to be accessible and entertaining to mainstream illiterate audience members...#..but now we can strip that away and make it a difficult & alienating foundation of a Classical Education! just like the latin language :)'#anyway maybe there's no such thing as the 'greatest writer of x language' in ANY language?#maybe there are just different styles and yes levels of expertise and skill but also a high degree of subjectivity#and variance in the way that we as individuals and members of different cultures/time periods experience any work of media#and that's okay! and should be acknowledged!!! and allow us to give ourselves permission to broaden our horizons#and explore the stories of marginalized/underappreciated creators#instead of worshiping the List of Top 10 Best (aka Most Famous) Whatevers Of All Time/A Certain Time Period#anyways things are famous for a reason and that reason has little to do with innate “value”#and much more to do with how it plays into the interests of powerful institutions motivated to influence our shared cultural narratives#so i'm not saying 'stop teaching shakespeare'. but like...maybe classrooms should stop using it as busy work that (by accident or designs)#happens to alienate a large number of students who could otherwise be engaging critically with works that feel more relevant to their world#(by merit of not being 4 centuries old or lacking necessary historical context or requiring untaught translation skills)#and yeah...MAYBE our educational institutions could spend less time/money on shakespeare critical analysis and more on...#...any of thousands of underfunded areas of literary research i literally (pun!) don't know where to begin#oh and p.s. the modern publishing world is in shambles and it would be neat if schoolwork could include modern works?#beautiful complicated socially relevant works of literature are published every year. it's not just the 'classics' that have value#and actually modern publications are probably an easier way for students to learn the basics. since lesson plans don't have to include the#important historical/cultural context many teens need for 20+ year old media (which is older than their entire lived experience fyi)
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In Plagiarism and You(Tube), Hbomb says "If you consider something so obscure you can get away with stealing it, you do not respect it." Save that line for the next time someone tries to tell you that Roy Lichtenstein brought respect to comics as art.
It's since been pointed out that while Lichtenstein did copy one of Russ Heath's drawings of an airplane getting hit, the painting depicted above was actually copied off Irv Norvick, because Lichtenstein did this so many times to so many comic artists.
In Lichtenstein's defense, he was doing this in a time when comic artists frequently weren't even credited in the issues themselves. In his condemnation, he never even tried to check, nor has he made any move to pay or credit any of the comic artists who recognized their own work later on. Rather than elevating the "low art" of comics, he was widening the gap of financial success and respect even further.
The Hbomberguy of this story is art historian David Barsalou, who has now spent decades tracking down the original art and the names of the original artists used in Lichtenstein's most famous output. Here's the flickr gallery for the Deconstructing Roy Lichtenstein project. Frequently copied were Tony Abruzzo, Ted Galindo, Mike Sekowsky, Joe Kubert, Jerry Grandenetti, and dozens more Golden Age artists who aren't very well known in comics circles, let alone art history books. Many of them died in poverty. That's something that the Hero Initiative, mentioned in Russ Heath's comic above, aims to prevent.
Also, Lichtenstein didn't even paint Ben-Day dots. That's a specific thing.
#roy lichtenstein#plagiarism#olivertxt#once you've seen them side by side. the original art is virtually ALWAYS more technically solid#art being ''bad'' doesn't make it not art but just the insult of making thousands of times more copying your work *worse*#lichtenstein did a lot of original (or harder to attribute) work later on but the peak of his fame was majority this stuff#comics history
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#idk if this works bc my computer doesn't have blue/pink hearts yet but i copied it from my phone so like idk#pride#pride month#pride month 2023#lgbtq#progress pride#lgbtqia+#🏳️🌈#🏳️⚧️#love wins#but to the aro people#big slays#my posts
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Kidnapped Persephone Style
Me: *tossing prompt idea up and down in the air before chucking it into the Void we call the internet*
Jason is dating Ghost Prince (not yet King) Danny and goes on a really awesome and romantic date on his day off. He forgot to tell the fam though. So when Red Robin comes to give Jason an update on some entil, he watches in muted horror as Jason is 'kidnapped' by a glowing entity in black armor and a nightmare looking horse (Danny is a bit busy doing paperwork, so he had his Fright Knight pick Jason up) off of a Gotham rooftop and into a green portal, while the knight had proclaimed Jason as their future Kings 'intended'..
No one on coms is ready for Tim to yell out
"I THINK JASON JUST GOT KIDNAPPED PERSEPHONE STYLE!!"
#danny phantom dc#danny phantom#danny fenton#crossover#dp x dc#blue rambles#writing ideas#random idea#dpxdc#dead on main#Jason todd#the batfam freaks#they all try to figure out wth just happened#Bruce is on the verge of a breakdown#his son was taken from him again#meanwhile Jason is in Danny's study reading his signed copy of Jane Austin unpunished works while Danny finishes his paperwork#after that theyll take a stroll in the gardens and have their date#Jason gets to live err unlive his romantic fantasies in Danny's castle#he does not know the chaos he left behind
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it's just really funny to me to imagine Fabian actually being a great big brother honorable nemesis.
like, putting a nemesis ward on the nursery with aelwyn's help since "it won't do if they die before their eighteenth birthday, will it?" (aelwyn, deeply sarcastic: "well of course, that is exactly why I put the ward on adaine's room." fabian, too deep in denial for sarcasm: "see? you get it")
gifting them a battle sheet baby blanket since they should start preparing for their battle early on (and yes it's extra fluffy, it's for a baby stop laughing everybody)
generally trying to teach them everything he knows "so their battle to the death will be a fair one"
giving their adventuring party the same lecture on tactics that the bad kids got from his papa
hunting down chungledown bim and any other nemesis so his sibling is the only one who could get a piece of his fund (he just wants it to stay in the family, shut up)
just. fabian being an amazing big brother but also if you call him that to his face he will cut you
#no one can tell me that fabian of all people will look at a toddler trying to copy his dance moves and still try to kill them 15 years later#the vibe is very much 'good night westley good work sleep well i'll most likely kill you in the morning'#except fabian will have been like that for as long as his sibling remembers so there's not even a bit of fear#fantasy high#dropout#dimension 20#fabian seacaster#d20#fantasy high junior year#fhjy spoilers#d20 fhjy
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world's longest staring contest GO-
#them. he??? wally plural <3#how are they the same little man....#looking between them in confusion so fast i get whiplash#one half of my brain: huh what huh what huh-#the other half: HOLY SHIT TWO WALLYS!!!!!! <3<3<3<3<3<3#wait would it be wallys or wallies#fr what Is wally plural#existential questions we should all ask ourselves#scribble garnish#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#welcome home fanart#wally darling#i got a little lost in the Sauce making this & finished before realizing i didnt copy it over to a new larger canvas#& do the final layer/colors/bg there#so its a Little Bit Lower Resolution than id like#BUT HEY ITS NOT LIKE THATS EVER STOPPED ME BEFORE!!!!#whatever whatever doesnt matter its done and im satisfied with it#& i fuckin better be bc working on this killed my wrist lmfao#nearly dropped my stylus at one point from the sudden Oofie Ouchie#suffice to say i will be queuing this & then taking a day-long break from my hobbies#which are all hell on the wrist#which means i will probably leave the house out of sheer boredom#maybe ill watch spiderverse. go get a tasty Beverage. take a walk. summon the old gods if im in a silly goofy mood#just now realizing i probably drew wally too small#puppet wally. og wally light of my life. AHAHA OOPSIES TOO LATE TO FIX IT NOW 🥲👍
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shallow waters
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This piece is now available as a print!
#legend of zelda#tears of the kingdom#totk#botw#breath of the wild#GRREAAAHHHHHAH I'M SO EXCITED#link#AHAHHHHHAAAAAAAA IT'S HERE IT'S FINALLY HERE OH MY GOD#it's an international holiday work should give us the day off#very eagerly awaiting the amazon delivery guy for my physical copy
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guns, guns, guns, huh? war, war…war…🪰
#mcr#gerard way#mcr alpharetta#mcrswarmzine#mcr art#my chemical romance#my final piece!! from last june! presented to you at last!!!#this was one of my shows!! i saw philly and alpharetta and i had a BLAST working on this zine with all of the incredible artists and writer#and of course i am. very very honored to have been selected for such an incredible project#i hope y’all get to hold your physical copies soon and enjoy the fruits of our labor! especially the mod team!!
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I don’t usually share my oc stuff on tumblr but I like this one and I worked hard on it so I am going to anyways <3
#my art#my ocs#he is part of a new story I’ve been working on for funsies#the costuming is intentionally anachronistic so you fashion historians please don’t come for me#also I painted all of those flowers individually instead of copying and pasting them. like an idiot
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how does he make these anyway
#welcome home#welcome home arg#wally darling#welcome home wally#partycoffin#very funny to find out that times new roman works so well as a font to use in artwork#don't like editing typography for artwork; but i prefer it to handwriting#scopophobia#cw scopophobia#eye strain#eyestrain#Pwease dont copy my commentary in tags to your tags: those are a bit personal
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#mom says it's my turn to gif the lighter scene from jennifer's body
#horroredit#filmedit#moviesedit#filmtvcentral#filmtvdaily#horrortvfilmsource#horrorgifs#jennifer's body#megan fox#jennifer check#mine#gif: other#this is just a test tbh#i have other jennifer's body gif ideas though!#already started working on another in between studying#excited to finally have a copy of this film tho!! can't wait to be even more annoying about it soon!!
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Listening to Artificial Condition again, it strikes me how much Murderbot uses empathy reflexively as a survival skill. Look at this bit.
Upon meeting it, ART allows it on board and then announces that it knows that Murderbot is rogue. Then ART threatens to destroy it if it hacks ART's own systems. Murderbot is immediately terrified and shuts down all inputs, gives serious thought to spending the entire three month journey unconscious, and then considers the potential avenues of damage from ART's drones. ART, not realizing why Murderbot had suddenly gone silent, tells it to quit sulking, which understandably pisses off the still-terrified Murderbot. It dumps a bunch of memories of coercive treatment into ART's feed, and ART goes silent.
Then this happens:
Then it said, I’m sorry I frightened you.
Okay, well. If you think I trusted that apology, you don’t know Murderbot. Most likely it was playing a game with me. I said, “I don’t want anything from you. I just want to ride to your next destination.” I’d explained that earlier, before it opened the hatch for me, but it was worth repeating.
I felt it withdraw back behind its wall. I waited, and let my circulatory system purge the fear-generated chemicals. More time crawled by, and I started to get bored. Sitting here like this was too much like waiting in a cubicle after I’d been activated, waiting for the new clients to take delivery, for the next boring contract. If it was going to destroy me, at least I could get some media in before that happened. I started the new show again, but I was still too upset to enjoy it, so I stopped it and started rewatching an old episode of Rise and Fall of Sanctuary Moon.
After three episodes, I was calmer and reluctantly beginning to see the transport’s perspective. A SecUnit could cause it a lot of internal damage if it wasn’t careful, and rogue SecUnits were not exactly known for lying low and avoiding trouble. I hadn’t hurt the last transport I had taken a ride on, but it didn’t know that. I didn’t understand why it had let me aboard, if it really didn’t want to hurt me. I wouldn’t have trusted me, if I was a transport.
Maybe it was like me, and it had taken an opportunity because it was there, not because it knew what it wanted.
The thing about Murderbot's survival is that it clearly involves quite a bit of negotiating with other constructs and bots. That's how it talks its way onto cargo hauler bots in the first place. It uses empathy--envisioning the emotional and cognitive context of the individuals it encounters--to work out what different kinds of people want, so that it can offer them fair trades. It also uses empathy to consider what humans might be looking for, so it can practice blending in and hide.
Murderbot would never have survived so long if it wasn't capable of assessing the individual desires of the people--human, bot, and construct--around it. It thinks about ART's probable fears and motivations so that it can consider whether ART is inherently an ongoing threat or a potential ally.
When your survival depends on evading detection, you get really good at assessing perceptual biases so that you can shape yourself to fit into them. People talk about murderbot being radically empathetic as a choice it makes, or as a feature of its personality that makes it a good person. But I think murderbot would be the the first person to tell you that this empathy is part of its threat assessment suite, a skill that was developed out of necessity in order to allow you to survive.
It is also a trait that makes murderbot a good person, of course: it chooses very carefully to try to survive by doing as little harm as possible and by offering things, like media, that buy it access to things it needs. But it started as a survival skill. It's part of hypervigilance.
I think one of the strengths of this series is that so many of the things we love about SecUnit are traits developed for survival in an inherently threatening world. The shape of its mind and heart have been changed by the trauma of its origin--but they don't make murderbot less good for being altered, even if that skill was developed in a traumatic context.
I like that.
#murderbot#empathy as a tool#note that this is not necessarily natural empathy#it's cognitive and only happens when the adrenaline eases off#going to work my way though the existing published series before I dig into my brand new copy of the new one
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#10k notes#ok. clearly y'all don't know what 'reblog the other version' means it does not mean 'screenshot/copy these tags' smfh#also some of you people are pure toxic about something as innocent as learning how a different website works#'omg that's so cringe' 'ew i can't belive new users are doing this' i can. grow up.#i made this post as a fun little joke and i regret it now bc where y'all aren't annoying as hell you're needlessly cruel
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©Philomena Famulok
#philomena famulok#personal#mixed media#scan#artists on tumblr#mixed techniques#inner landscape#darks#inkjet prints/copy paper#illustration#mood#original work
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18+ | cw: public handjobs, coming in pants | crossposted on twitter
“are you okay?”
realistically, eddie knows the answer to steve’s question is no. he’s not okay. he’s sitting in a club booth hard as nails with a flush no doubt covering his whole body. he should say no, far from okay, but instead he says-
“yeah, of course im fine.”
steve brings the back of his hand to wipe at his brow, crinkling his eyebrows together in confusion as he flashes an all too well knowing smirk eddie’s way.
“you sure?” he asks smartly, leaning over the table to grab his rum and coke. standing back up, he tilts his head. “you look a little… bothered.”
eddie narrows his eyes and looks back out to the dance floor to see the girl steve was just dancing with crossing her arms over her chest. she’s pretty, clearly thinking she was making headway with steve, probably making plans in her head about marriage and babies with freckled cheeks.
eddie sighs and slumps over the table, balances his head in his palm as he plants his elbow on the sticky table top.
how is eddie supposed to tell him that no, he’s no where close to alright? his cock is leaking into his nice jeans and it’s all from the way steve looks as he grinds into a pretty girl. as he tilts his head back to let the neon lights bounce off his pretty sun kissed skin. as he threads a hand into his own sweaty hair to push it back off his forehead. as he threads a hand into her curly hair to keep her where he wants her.
he has to stop thinking about it.
if he doesn’t, he’s going to cream his pants and that would make for an even worse evening.
“im good, man. it’s just a little hot.”
steve nods absently as he sips at his drink, as he looks eddie dead in the eye. eddie sighs and steve smirks again. he’s well and truly fucked.
suddenly, steves sliding into the booth, arm coming up to rest behind eddie’s head. he sputters, floundering as steve gets closer, close enough that he can smell his sharp cologne mixed with sweat, a smell that drives him wild.
“oh.” steve says simply.
eddie flicks his eyes up to meet steve’s to ask what he’s talking about only to find that he’s staring at his hard on. the humiliation that rushes through eddie must cloud his vision when he thinks he sees steve’s smirk get wider, all teeth like a wolf on the hunt.
“fuck.”
he’s been caught. eddie whispers the curse into the air of the crowded nightclub but steve still hears it. his fingers drop down to just barely graze eddie’s shoulder, causing him to shudder.
steve huffs out a laugh. “looks like i was right, you are bothered.”
eddie groans and drops his head with his eyes closed. “yeah, yeah, laugh all you want.” if he was flushed earlier, it grows tenfold now. he can feel the heat emanating off of him, warm enough that he feels sick with it.
he wants a hole to open up and swallow him. he wants to run out the door and never look back, saying au revoir to the fairytale idea of ever being with steve. he wants to crawl into his bed and jerk himself off under his covers and think about how hot the humiliation is that runs through him when steve looks at him and-
“you want some help with that?”
eddie freezes. steve’s breath is hot against his ear as he leans down to yell over the music, his lips ghosting over the sensitive skin, the fingers that were teasing along the very tip of eddie’s shoulder pressing more intently into him.
“…do i want some help with what?” he murmurs, sliding his eyes open to glance at steve as he pulls back.
there’s something electric that zings through him as their eyes meet. the lights flash and steve is covered in red, glinting off his teeth like he could go in for the kill.
eddie thinks, knows, that he’d let him if he really wanted to.
“your little problem. or well-” steve breaks off and makes a clear look down, trailing his eyes slowly over eddie before bringing them back up to eddie’s face. “maybe not so little, huh?”
eddie blanches, a whine escaping him without his permission, something high and thready from the back of his throat. it’s a miracle steve can even hear it, but he does, taking it as the ‘fuck yes’ answer that it’s meant to be and sliding his hand down to rest on eddie’s thigh.
steve’s fingers tighten around eddie’s leg as he nods, the pressure quick and intense and enough to have him whining once more, shoulder slumping forward. he’s going to black out, he just knows it. his head is getting all foggy in anticipation.
when he looks down and sees just how hard steve’s breathing too, his chest expanding in time with the increasing pressure of his fingers, it all clicks in eddie’s head. this isn’t just for him like he thought it was. this isn’t just helping with his maybe not so little problem.
this is for steve, too.
once he realizes it, he sees the same realization wash over steve and the floodgates open. there’s a hand cupping his cock over his jeans as steve pulls the table closer to cover what they’re doing. it’s so much so fast and eddie takes in a gasping breath.
steve’s scooting somehow even closer to eddie until they’re pressed together hip to hip, chest to chest, with lips hot against eddie’s ear once more. eddie briefly wonders what they must look like but it’s dark enough that people aren’t looking over. not really.
if they did look over, they’d see eddie with his mouth agape, shoulders and head hunched forward as his friend must be saying something over the music. they wouldn’t see a hand working deliciously over him. they wouldn’t see the tongue flitting out to play with his earrings. they wouldn’t hear the absolute filth that steve is whispering that brings eddie closer and closer to the brink.
“god, i can’t wait to get my mouth on you,” he says and eddie feels like he can’t breathe, his hips bucking forward to chase after an embarrassingly fast orgasm. “think if you come in your pants, you can get it up again when we leave? want you to fuck me into the mattress until i’m fucking crying, til i'm begging for it. think you can do that?”
it’s too much. eddie turns his head and looks at steve with his lip pulled between his teeth. “what about her?”
he doesn’t have to clarify, they both know who he’s talking about. steve grins again as he quickens his hand. watches as red lights and bliss pass over eddie’s face.
“just wanted to make you jealous,” he breathes out, “she has your hair, y’know? wanted to feel like it was you against me.”
steve’s hand grinds into him once more and then his fingers are finding their way around his length in the denim, stroking him quickly. it's a bit too dry and it kind of hurts but they both correctly guess that eddie loves it a bit too dry, a bit too painful.
eddie chokes, eyes squeezing together as he comes in his pants like a goddamn teenager.
“there you go,” steve murmurs pressing a featherlight hidden kiss to his temple.
eddie jolts his hips through the aftershocks, unable to hide the whimpers that escape him. he doesn’t care about it, can’t care about it, not when steve picks up one of eddie’s hands to place on his own hard cock. he can feel a damp spot under his palm, and when he looks up at steve's face, he looks about as wrecked as eddie feels.
the only thing he can possibly say to steve is easy. “take me home. now.”
#WAIT I JUST FOUND OUT IT DIDNT COPY PASTE RIGHT OH NO#okay i just fixed it damnit that sucks#if people reblog from someone else from earlier it will be the wrong version btw#a classic bee wrote smut at work and went a little too overboard with it#my writing#steddie#steddie fic#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie drabble#steddie ficlet#steddie fanfic#steddie smut
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