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picavecalyx · 1 year

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SPLASH!

How in that brief moment when her body hit the water, it seemed silent. In the crashing waves it felt peaceful... And then she submerged completely, sounds immediately hitting her from all sides. The hearts of the pokemon beneath the water screaming into her ears, the voices starting an uproar that were not meant for anyone to hear. A gasp for air, only leading to freezing cold water to enter her throat and her lungs.

A harsh breath cut short by water filling her lungs as she thrashed and struggled to swim, to reach the surface. Too overwhelmed by senses all around her, echoing endlessly through the waves of water. Panic only seeming to make it worse as she sinks deeper and deeper into the freezing river that divided the two routes.

She was going to die, was she going to die-

Silva tried to gasp for more air, but only received more water, her body starting to convulse and shake as sounds around her continued to pound against her skull. It all seemed to begin to fade, shadows within the water turning dark as blue eyes stared back at her.

No, NO!

She didn't want that, she didn't want to hurt anyone, she just-

Air. AIR. Silva gasped as air soon entered her lungs and her vision began to clear. The feeling of ice soon pressing up against her stomach as she's lifted up above the water, carried 'pon the back of an avalugg. That's right that's...That was the plan, that was...

Silence, or closer to it, with warmth brought by the sound of the avalugg as it swam to the other side of the river with her laying over it. Silva coughed out water for a minute before rolling on her back and looking up, vision halved as she looked up at the sky. Night...It was night, it would be easier to travel then. She was sure that she had lost her pursuers anyway...At least for the moment.

After a few moments of deep breaths, Silva pushed herself up to sit, looking down at the avalugg and smiling. Whisper passing by her lips, loud enough for the ice type to hear.

" merci, i really appreciate yur help. "

The avalugg glanced back to look at her, then forward. A silent type, she didn't mind that at all...Not after being bombarded by sounds just below the surface of the water. She...didn't like that, she wished...she wished that it wasn't so hard to go under. It wasn't like it was always that she felt so overwhelmed. Yet she was already panicking from the moment she started to run. It did nothing to her benefit to jump into the freezing water. How lucky she was that hypothermia seemed nothing short of ineffective against her body. A lucky trait, and one that kept normal people from following her through freezing temperatures.

Though she had no doubt that within the next few hours, she might start seeing red.

When they reached the other side, Silva stood up, careful not to hurt the icy shell of the avalugg before climbing onto the shore, she looked back at them and bowed her head once more in thanks before turning forward and quickly running towards the dark. She slowed as shadows covered her skin and she was left no longer visible from outside the tree line. Not long, did it take for Murder to fly down and perch on her shoulder. Silva smiled as she looked over at him, steps slower now, still exhausted and water dripping down from the corner of her lips.

" nice tu see yu ukay, where are they guing nuw? "

Silva asked, a hushed whisper as she turned to look forward, she knew this path. Though by her legs a few bergmite had started to waddle besides her, as if to just in case make sure she followed the right path to Frost Cavern. Another entrance--a separate one, away from the path and known mostly by the wildlife, not by the people.

The murkrow on her shoulder snorted and squawked. Something on the matter of those devices they had set up detecting dark types and that they're all over the place, not just in the Route 17. That...made her feel less good, amber gaze beginning to traverse the area, looking out for them. That didn't really explain why they started beeping so much when she was near them, but she could get an answer to that later. Later when she was away from all of them.

" su...ugh... "

Silva grumbled, hands moving to rest on the back of her neck as she looked up at the tree line. She hated this! She hated having to run from the people that cared about her...Though she also hated how it felt like she was being hunted. It made a pit form in her stomach...Now, Silva traversed carefully, making sure to stick to the bergmites, her clearly not only knew the way, but knew where the devices were.

Murder continued chirping and squawking, talking about how he eavesdropped for a little longer than he ought to have, but it was enough to learn that they would be traveling to this area in about four hours...That gave her enough time to maybe nap. It also gave her time to find somewhere to hide that they wouldn't find, in case she overslept and woke up to Flare all over the place!

" gut any sputs? "

Silva asked, looking to the murkrow, then turning down to the bergmite--there were at least four now!--who all looked up at her and made little squeaking sounds. It was...relieving. A sigh of relief, she really...didn't know what she would have done if she couldn't understand them, if they didn't offer their help so often.

" ukay--! lead the way! "

Silva pointed her arm out and forward before letting out a little giggle--it was good to laugh. It was good to stay positive. After all, she wasn't going to leave home forever, not even close!

Just...for a little while.

#ic ;; blue bird bloom #verse ;; flare ;; unbenounced and experimental #drabble ;; tbd #brrrrrrrrr #finally making the part 2 #tw: drowning

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lilybug-02 · 1 month

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Eimmet High...temmiE high. OMG!

Part 28 || First || Previous || Next...

--Full Series--

Next update may take...much longer! I have finals and an internship and not to mention I have to draw- A LOT :')

#Golly!#this is a shorter update but I wanted it to be that way. We've been in the house for a while. It's time to change some scenery!!#Chara using their game narrator voice like “golly!” and “amazing!”#Eimmet high :)) i was really hoping to be able to reference Temmie Chang here. An integral part of UT/DR!! She's awesome!#WE ARE OFFICIALLY ON Day 2 BABY #yes- there is still a little everyman easter egg as well as some other things... ;)#I tried so many new and different things for these panels. I was a little nervous implementing them. But im having a lot of fun with it!#i try to put my own artistic enjoyment above all other things :) its what I strive for.#Angle's landing day! excited for the festivities!#Chara is feeling stabby :)#loved detailing Chara's hand in the last page. When I detail the hands- just know shits getting real #I'm really happy with how I was able to redraw Toriel here. She showed up in the second part and that was it for 2 years -w-#so even if she's not a major character- I wanted to give her some good screen time <3 #I did not make the Darkworld “Mayor” just for that one joke....but dang did it fit perfectly.#these 4 pages took longer than I wanted. I got burnt out with school and then finals came!!! AND ALSO EMAILS q-q #deltarune chara timeline #deltarune chara timeline comic #chara #asriel #kris #susie #toriel #tw cursing #cw cursing

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macdenlover · 20 days

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Windows - Part 1/?

#iasip #macdennis #HEYYYOO!! i finally have time to make fan art again #i’ve been meaning to do a comic fic for so long #this was so fun to make and it surprisingly took way less time than i thought #this fuck ass degree is good for something :’)#anyways part 2 incoming at some point its gonna be macden through the years <3 #my art

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blueskittlesart · 7 months

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Now that you're gone

#*guy who just spent a full month selling 60 pages worth of comics voice* i should write another comic #this is part 1 of 2 btw. i have another one scripted from aryll's pov LOL #anyway. the concept for this has been in my head for like. years. finally decided to actually write it tho lol #the thought of his family after the initial calamity strike makes me crazy. they lost him. but he was already gone.#he was gone the moment he picked up that sword. could they have stopped it? should they have?#would things have ended any differently if they'd tried? or would it only have been worse for him?#ANYWAY. hi everyone new black and white zelda comic from the black and white zelda comic guy #skribbles #botw #loz #legend of zelda #breath of the wild #totk #tears of the kingdom #OH SHIT. TRIGGER WARNINGS #tw gore #tw suicide #tw suicidal ideation #<sorry 4 forgetting at first LMAO

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thevoidstaredback · 30 days

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Every man has his breaking point. Danny's is just a bit higher than everyone else's because he's a king and has a high tolerance for absolute bull shit. No matter how strong that bar is, though, one can only bend so far before snapping.

Unfortunately for everyone around him, Danny has reached his breaking point.

"I wish I could get drunk," he stared into his drink longingly, "Or high. But mostly drunk."

"Why do ya say that?" Billy asked, tilting his head curiously to the left.

Danny sighed, "It's a long story."

"I've got time." he shrugged.

"Are ya sure?" Danny raised an eyebrow. "You don't think any emergencies are gonna crop up? Nothing you'll need to go take care of?"

Billy backed off a little, folding into his seat. "What're you talking about? I'm just some kid on the street. I ain't going anywhere."

Danny rolled his head from side to side. "Mostly, I'm talking about the JL meeting the both of us are gonna skip out on tonight."

"What-?"

"C'mon, Captain, it won't do to talk here," he stood, picking up his coffee and waiting for Billy to do the same.

Billy's eyes narrowed as he looked Danny up and down. "I don't recognise you," he whispered, "Who are you."

Danny produced another calling card from his sleeve as he sipped his drink, holding it in front of himself but not handing it over. When Billy was looking at it, he flipped it over. The white background turned matte black, all the runes in the Ouroboros turning so white that they glowed. The DP in the very middle tinted blue, pulsing with toxic green energy, slightly cold to the touch. The edges started to frost over.

Quickly, Billy pulled the card Danny had given him before from the inner pocket of his jacket. It, too, had changed to match the one Danny held, though there was no longer a DP in the middle. Instead, it said 'Phantom' in fancy calligraphy.

"No way," the kid muttered, his expression awestruck, "Phantom? That's you? No shit?"

Danny chuckled, tucking the card away again, "No shit, kid. Don't tell anyone, though. You're the only one who knows."

"Really?" he squeaked.

"Really."

***

Having someone know his whole story was refreshing, just as he's sure Billy felt good to have someone know his, too. That didn't stop him from feeling bad about dumping it all on the poor kid.

"I still wish I could get drunk," Phantom lamented."

Constantine looked up from the book he was reading. "You can't get drunk?"

"Nope."

"How'd ya figure that one out, kid?"

"Please don't call me a kid."

That's not good. The blond marked the page before setting the book to the side. Phantom had never actually asked him to stop calling him a kid. "What's wrong?" He didn't normally do the whole 'feelings' things, but the was an exception.

Phantom sighed long and sad. He didn't look up from the carpet. "I told you they were going to ask invasive questions."

"Who was it?" It was more of a demand then a question.

"Red Robin,"

"Red- I thought you would've skipped town when we were done there? I sure as hell did."

"I know you did, but I decided to stick around for a bit. Wander, y'know? Red Robin caught up to me and would leave me alone."

Oh, oh no. Those were tears. Were they? Yeah, shit, they are! John is not equipped to handle this!

Phantom sniffled. "He asked me how I died."

Fuck.

John Constantine is not easy to anger. Sure, he gets tired, and irritated, and a whole slew of emotions, but he is very slow to anger.

Phantom, he knows, is not a child. The ghost can very much take care of himself in basically every way one could think of. He saved the world on his own, several times, when he was fourteen. He became a King and Protector when he was fourteen. He died when he was fourteen.

Right now, all he could see was the child who hadn't ever been properly laid to rest. It was hard not to call Phantom a child when he seemed so small, seeking comfort from anyone. Phantom was crying. He'd retreated to the House and locked himself in Constantine's room, only talking when he was ready to, but he'd waited to cry.

Phantom didn't like crying. Every person in the JLD knew this.

No. John Constantine is not quick to anger, but he is scary when he reaches that point. Batman might be the night and vengeance and all that shit, but John Constantine was wrathful.

He sat beside Phantom and let the ghost lean into him and cry. He didn't like dealing with feelings, but this was a child in need of comfort and he was the only one around to offer it. "Do you really want me to stop calling you 'kid'?"

A sniffle and a small head shake. "No."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"...sure."

"How old are you really? As a ghost, not as a human or a halfa. How old are you?"

"Fourteen." he mumbled, "I'll never be any older than fourteen, John," he was getting a bit hysterical now, "I'll never be any older than fourteen! I-I died and-and now I have to rule and-and people keep asking and no one believes me and-!" A sob cut him off, heavy with grief and wet with tears. He cried for hours, giving up on trying to form words. Constantine let him, ignoring the wet patches on his shirt. Eventually, Phantom's sobs died down into hiccups. "I didn't...I'm- I'm sorry."

"It's alright, mate," he meant it, really and truly.

Phantom rubbed his eyes, "I'm gonna go hide somewhere."

"Not gonna share where?"

"No, I want to be alone for a while." He paused at the door, "Whatever you're gonna do, will you leave Captain Marvel out of it?"

Odd request, but, "Alright," he nodded, "I'll talk to the others." And by 'talk', he means lecture. There are boundaries that one shouldn't cross, and not asking the dead how they died should've been obvious! With his League issued communicator, John called an emergency meeting in one hour, required attendance, barring Captain Marvel. First things first, though, he needed to talk to Deadman.

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taitavva · 30 days

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it's getting weirder 🎉🎉🎉

[sketch dump part 1 — part 2 — part 3 — part 4 — part 5]

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reds-skull · 10 months

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(continuation of this)

Okay maybe I lied Soap won't be fine by the time Ghost is done with him

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fruity-blogs · 7 months

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Sometimes I wonder if Levi giving out candies to the kids ever remind him of how Hanji greeted him, Isabel and Furlan to the Survey Corps.

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I WILL NEVER RECOVER.

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xbomboi · 2 months

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Growing Pains

as raven finally gets to be free from her shackles, apple silently chooses to shoulder all the pain that comes their way and bear the burdens of dealing with the horrors of the world so that raven can be happy. because raven has suffered so much and apple decides it’s only fair that she do all she can to prevent raven from any further suffering. it’s her way of atoning for all the hurt she caused raven, because apple knows raven has been and always will be a better person than her. to apple, if either of them deserves to smile, it’s raven.

#so level with me here #ideally i’d want a few more story arcs in the main series of eah right #ending when they graduate #but then say there’d be a time skip amounting to the same length of a gap year right #and then that’s when the sequel series would take place #basically like part 2 #it wouldn’t be as long as the original series #but it would have a few more arcs and lead to the final conclusion to the main series #it’s basically what naruto shippuden is to naruto #if that helps it to make sense #except they’d be young adults at that point #aged from 18-21 #eah #eah fanart #ever after high #raven queen #apple white #duncart

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dizzybevvie · 24 days

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You're the sunflower/I think your love would be too much

#WOO FINALLY DONE #considered doing a second part with hanahaki riku buuuut. i got a car journey in an hour or so and im impatient #so doing it later means not at all #but anyway!!! had fun w him #still tryna figure out how to draw sora ill prob redraw this when i figure it out #rearranged the heart station more toward the redesigned one but then didnt rlly follow thru cus i wanted both riku and kairi on it LMAO #also i think i drew them too small for this to come across but my thought process was “sora with lots of freckles = sunflower center bit”#and obvi the station of awakening as well #was gonna be kh2 sora but hnnng his design is. so much #ambitious #i think “your love would be too much” works for every version of soriku though so its okay #soriku #kingdom hearts #soriku endgame actually #kh sora #kingdom hearts sora #sora kingdom hearts #riku kingdom hearts #bev draws #beverly says stuff #this happened cus 2 nights ago i satr up in bed and said THIS SONG IS SO SORIKU CODED #and then i wanted to make the sunflowers behind him look like stained glass #but i didnt know how & figured putting a station there would give a similar effect #regardless! sora looks kinda goofy in the face but im p happy w this !#using references are for cowards (NOT ACTUALLY. USE REFERENCES DO NOT FOLLOW MY EXAMPLE)#kh #kh1 #kh1 sora #kh1 riku #also tried out some different brushes for colouring this and i like them :3

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feathercreates · 24 days

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"Genesis...that's rude!" - Angeal Hewley

In which a salty teen Genesis gets a little bit cheeky over losing a spar with Sephiroth again.

Angeal still thinks it's a hilarious addition to his growing photobook, though. :P

#genesis rhapsodos #sephiroth #angeal hewley #final fantasy 7 #crisis core #ff7 #ffvii #young sephiroth #not quite miniroth though #they're like 18-19 years old here :P #also Seph is coat-less because I did not want to draw it #and the fire is a creative commons photo because my brain was tired #also I drew this before the FS part 2 teaser happened #so I went with purple for Gen as a second class SOLDIER #ugh I cannot WAIT for bby trio shenanigans #please square show me my baby boy already #I'm making the baby Angeal crumbs last as long as I can #also Seph is nip-less because I didn't want to offend Tumblr

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jsheios · 2 years

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a small headcanon comic, cmon Nintendo where’s our deep cut origin story

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #my art #splatoon fanart #shiver splatoon #big man splatoon #frye splatoon #deep cut splatoon #deep cut #these three have been occupying my mind since they debuted #some extra hc’s bcus why not:#shivers part of the wave of octolings that started arriving in inkopolis in splatoon 2. which would make her 19 in splat3 #so she was also able to participate in the final fest with frye and big man (all chaos obviously)#i like the idea of them being childhood friends

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lucien-aventine · 5 months

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Tank + Healer

Support Me: Ko-fi | Carrd

base by @emtfira

#part 2 of the tank+healer series im apparently making #love them so much frfr #pld and sch #ffxiv #ff14 #ff14 ffxiv #ffxiv au ra #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ffxiv art #my art #wol art #ffxiv miqote #ffxiv miqo'te #oc art #wol ship

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year

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Spice is the variety of life!

[First] Prev <--> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #lan jingyi #jin ling #lan sizhui #ouyang zizhen #nameless red disciple #The footage from LWJ's fight was cut due to the extreme level of violence #We'll check back later to see the final results!#Ahhh congee.....warm congee with chilli flakes and soya sauce....how I miss you #Its pretty easy to make idk why I haven't made it recently.#Another fun fact about me: I *love* spicy foods. To the detriment of my loved ones sometimes. I forget how high my tolerance is sometimes #Thai chillis are a little snack for me. I could munch on those all day.#It's another depth of flavour and sensory aspect to food! It *can* overwhelm other flavours though #I love spiced chocolate a lot. I use a lot of cayenne in baking for flavour and that nice warmth.#What's the point of eating if not to feel something!#Anyways this concludes my wwx kinnie moments part 2. He's just like me for real. I would chug that congee down in a heartbeat #Sadly the juniors are made of *paper* and are rapidly burning up. SAD. Oh well #there's other teens to adopt.

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averlym · 6 months

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fairest of the fair

#hi! im alive and back and etc.#six the musical #six the musical fanart #katherine howard #thinking of that post going 'i think eventually you become the person you needed most' and like maybe that's the thing with my art #this started out as a redraw and <improvement meme> i think i've finally reached the stage where i'm making the things that my younger self #aspired to create. like i can do this now! i've reached That level of technical skill! tiny me would be so proud. it's very gratifying #redraw from august this year actually. i've made a surprising amount of improvement HAHA maybe it was the adamandi stuff getting me #back into digital rendering. i think that obsession has quietly slipped away but yknow. one never truly leaves a fandom. just less intensit #also speaking of old fandoms! we're back with the six stuff haha. as of writing i'm in the midst of blog revamp- figuring out how to chill #multifandom status doesn't mean ditch all the old stuff ! but i do feel much freer and less stressed. i think hiatus has been good for me #notes on this piece particularly: redraw about cutting hair and thinking of the lyric above. also lowkey &j ref + pinterest poem excerpts #of female suffering. and maybe a dash of amanda heng let's walk inspo. this work is really just full of contradictions..#1. the mirror and cutting hair as an act of self liberation 2. the & is part of the lyric but also a nod to &j (in another iteration it was #pink but the white looked better) and like. &j is really all !!! girl power!!! etc. and i was like hmmmm. also matching pink shiny aes #3. the frame as a cage; the mirror as a self reflection idea (ie. saville's propped insp) but also as a sign of vanity. 4. sparkly costume #and pretty pose- read one too many poems about women feeling like they have to be pretty even in their suffering. something i wanted to #explore. and also in 5. the show itself... all you wanna do is. despite all the dancing and pink and sparkly the content of the song is #darker. and even though it's a story of her suffering it's still presented as a shiny fun pop song and ajshdhfhfh ok... 6. the lyrics fall #outside the frame. sort of a caught inbetween. sort of a trapped in the narrative and yet #within the frame it's all. vaguely handwavy breaking free vibes. like i said contradictions?#7. cutting off the long ponytail vs the pull my hair lyric at the end. yeah #8. the blocked off & looks a bit like scissors. positioned to cut right at the neck #anyways yeah irl remains hectic! but if i get around to more doodles they'll appear here :)

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matchingbatbites · 1 year

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Love Grows - Part 1

This is my take on teen dad Steve! It was just supposed to be a ficlet, but the word count is currently hovering at 4k and I'm not done, so this will be going up in parts. <3

Ao3 | Part 2

February '85

The rumors have been flying for weeks. It only took one cheerleader to see Steve Harrington out and about with a baby and soon enough the news was all over the school. Nevermind that no one else has even seen said baby, but just the one accusation is enough to send the rumor mill into production.

It's something that had piqued Eddie's interest, but he quickly attributed it to teenagers spreading drama, a fiction created for their own entertainment. That is, until the day Harrington shows up to school with the baby.

The halls are buzzing, more so than usual, and it only takes until second period for Eddie to realize why. The entire class breaks into whispers when Steve walks in with a baby carrier in one hand, a piece of paper in the other, and a diaper bag slung over his shoulder. The paper goes to the teacher, who reads it before saying something to Steve, and Eddie is so curious but unable to hear anything over the chatter in the room.

Eddie can’t take his eyes off Steve for the rest of the class. He watches as the carrier finds a home on the floor, right by Steve’s desk, and Eddie has a perfect view of the little, rosy-cheeked baby girl from his seat two rows behind Steve (at least, Eddie’s assuming it’s a girl. The blanket tucked around her is a soft pink, so-). He sees every time Steve leans over to check on her, sees how her big eyes flick up to look at him, how she smiles around the pacifier in her mouth.

It makes Eddie go all gooey inside; he's always loved kids, always hoped to find a guy who is good with them, and seeing Harrington being so attentive only increases the low-key crush he has on the other guy (he knows it’s a little pathetic, but Steve is very attractive, and Eddie is very gay, sue him). When the class ends, Eddie gathers his stuff slowly so he has an excuse to hang back a little and watch Steve interact with the baby some more, but soon enough the younger is also packed up and out the door.

Eddie doesn't see Steve again until later that day, when he's skipping out on 5th period and hears a baby crying as he passes by a closed classroom door. He peeks in through the window and sees Harrington pacing slowly while holding the baby against his shoulder, one arm supporting her from the bottom as his free hand rubs circles into her back.

For a moment Eddie thinks about walking on, about just leaving Steve alone as he comforts his wailing child, but the cries pull hard on Eddie's heartstrings and he finds himself opening the door and slipping inside.

"Everything okay?" he asks, and Steve looks up in surprise before his expression shifts into something unreadable.

"Yeah, we're fine. She's just extra fussy because she's teething. I came in here because I don't want to disturb anyone else."

Eddie hums and goes to the nearby diaper bag, starts digging through it and is surprised when Steve doesn't tell him to stop. He finds a little bottle of numbing gel and smears some onto his pinky before sliding it into the baby's still wailing mouth, and carefully rubs it over her gums as he coos at her.

"I know, honey, it hurts so bad. It's gonna be okay, though, just you wait."

He glances up to see Steve staring at him, his expression curious, and Eddie suddenly feels overexposed.

"My last neighbor had two jobs and three small kids, so I have a little experience with babies," Eddie explains, needing to fill the sudden silence that falls as the baby calms. His finger is still in her mouth, and he feels no desire to remove it, especially once she starts gnawing on it gently. Steve glances down at his girl before giving Eddie a soft smile, and Eddie's heart flips in his chest.

"That's more than I have, at least. Thanks."

"No worries, man. What, uh- what's her name?"

"Rosemary," Steve says, humming when the baby makes a soft noise. "At least, that's what I'm changing it to, as soon as I'm able."

The warmth that had settled in Eddie's stomach sours a little at Steve's declaration, and as he pulls his finger from the baby's mouth he can't help biting out "And her mom is okay with you changing her name?"

The atmosphere in the room changes as Steve's face crumbles, and Eddie knows he's said something wrong.

"Her mom didn't want anything to do with her," Steve replies softly, and oh no, Eddie instantly feels like a piece of shit. He'd heard the rumors that some girl had just dumped the baby on him, but he didn't think they were true.

"Shit, I'm so sorry, man. I didn't mean to assume anything."

"It's okay. No one really knows about the whole… situation."

There's an awkward pause before Eddie asks "So, Rosemary. Your choice wouldn't happen to be inspired by a certain Edison Lighthouse song, would it?" He smiles when Steve blushes, the pink dusting his face so sweetly as he shrugs.

"It was my grandma's favorite song, and a lot of my happy memories are with her, so... I've already started calling her Rosie, so she'll be used to it."

"It’s a good name," Eddie hums, rubbing his thumb over Rosie's tiny eyebrow. "She's a cute kid, Harrington."

Steve mutters a soft “Thanks,” and then there’s a brief pause before he asks "Do you- do you want to hold her?" and Eddie doesn't even hesitate before nodding and giving a quick “Yes!”

He takes off his jacket and vest in one go, knowing the fabric is a little rough, and takes the baby when Steve offers her to him. He holds her close, one hand supporting her and the other resting on her back, and starts to sway a little. "I haven't held a baby in like, two years. I forgot how calming it is." Steve hums and smiles as he sits on a nearby desk. “Yeah, it is.”

They spend the rest of the time just talking about whatever comes to mind, and it's really fucking nice. Eddie learns about the gaggle of kids Steve babysits ("They're all shitheads, but I love them, even when they're using me as a chauffeur.") and Eddie talks a little about his own friends, his band ("I mean being famous is the end goal, but it's also just fun to get together and be creative just for the sake of it, you know?") and before they know it, the bell is ringing to signal the end of the period.

Steve frowns, a cute pout that tugs on the corners of his mouth, and Eddie has to bite back a smile at the expression. He sets a now sleeping Rosie back into her carrier before shrugging on his jacket and vest, and hesitates for a moment.

"Listen, Harrington. I know that we don't really know each other, but I've seen firsthand how tough this single parent shit can be, so. If you ever need a hand, or need someone to watch her so you can get shit done, you can ask me, yeah? No worry, no judgment."

Steve blinks at him, big hazel eyes flicking between Eddie's like he's making an insight check against Eddie's words. He must like what he finds, because he smiles softly and says "Thanks, Munson."

And Eddie shrugs, and smiles in return. "Call me Eddie, man."

#aahhhhh I'm so excited to finally get this up #I've been wanting to do my own teen dad Steve #and I'm weak for the name Rosemary #teen dad steve #love grows #steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #joey writes #I'll update this once the second part goes up #ill make a tag list for this one #just be sure to mention it in a reply or reblog! <3 #edit: now with part 2!#edit 2: now with ao3 link!

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