Karoline, 22
“I’m wearing a thrifted sweater from a few years back and it has been a favorite for a while. The cream cargo shorts are from Jaded London, the black trousers are from Uniqlo and my boots are patent leather Dr. Martens. What mostly inspires my style is comfortability and versatility combined!”
Apr 22, 2023 ∙ Bushwick
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oops i have been a little quieter than usual the last week or two. my paid writing time job got v busy and i’m also plugging away at other wips so bear with me if this ‘verse loses some steam for a bit
Anyways, we know that Eddie can be a crafty bastard when he wants to be, and that doesn’t change as he gets older.
As Moe’s second birthday approaches, Eddie is wracking his brain for a gift that works on two levels – the first level being things appropriate for the birthday girl and the second being things that are also subtle gifts for Steve, because Steve is the love of his life and every single thing Eddie does is at least kind of for him (he loves their girl more than he can explain but that will never change).
After ages of searching and ages of pondering to no avail, Eddie starts to worry that he might just have to phone it in with some toy that, sure, Moe would love, but wouldn't mean anything.
And then he stumbles upon a Moe-sized ride-on BMW.
Bingo.
The only thing is – the car is grey.
For a weaker man than Eddie, this would be a problem, but he’s no stranger to the power of craft materials in the right hands (he has, after all, managed to turn a ceramic dolphin into a Behir for a campaign with nothing but paint and a hot glue gun), so he’s not deterred in the slightest. While Steve is at work, he breaks out the supplies (two cans of maroon spray paint and a lot of painter’s tape) and gets down to business.
In the end, it’s not an exact match – the model isn’t even close to right, obviously, but the color’s pretty spot on and it’s got the BMW logo on it, and when Moe’s birthday finally rolls around, the way Steve fucking beams when Eddie rolls the car out has him feeling pretty confident that it’s close enough.
“You’re ridiculous,” Steve tells him, still grinning massively as he watches their two-year-old (holy shit, Moe is two) drive around in a miniature version of his old Beemer, “I can’t believe you.”
“This is the only time you’ll catch me buying a BMW, Stevie,” Eddie replies, wrapping his arms around him and pressing a kiss to the side of his neck, “Savor the moment. Those cars are garbage.”
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