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this is ridiculously late but belated happy birthday, mackie! (@stevethehairington) everything you do is golden and being able to call you a friend is an honor. here’s some cheesy fluff for my friend. ily. 💛
“Where’s this one from?” Featherlight warmth spreads through Steve’s core. Eddie’s finger touches his taut skin, a memory weaved in between blood and skin.
Steve presses against the touch, “That one is from when Billy Hargrove broke a plate in my head.”
Eddie’s mouth gapes open, blinking at him in disbelief, “What now?”
Steve laughs, pressing his head at the blade of Eddie’s shoulders. He basks at the heat, like a kid in a summer field, remnants of passion and magic still in the air.
“Have I never told you that story?” Steve says, muffled as he presses kisses into Eddie’s shoulders, skin and scars making up his person.
“No?!” Eddie yelps, pushing him away gently, his face slacked with confusion and concern, “Does this look like the reaction of someone who knew that Billy fucking Hargrove broke a plate on your head?”
Steve smiles, pressing his thumb against Eddie’s forehead and smoothing the furrow away, “Well, I told you that story, right? Our second time with the Upside Down. It was around that time, when Billy attacked Lucas and we got into a fight.”
“Oh.” Eddie sighs, “I really don’t want to speak ill of the dead. But— Billy.” Eddie makes a face of disgust and cringe, that makes Steve laugh.
“Let me do one.” Steve urges on, making Eddie smile and nod.
There is something so magical with the way Eddie maps out Steve. Some nights, they stay up way past making love to learn every bit of skin. Steve never understood why, no one really stayed long enough to learn the stories burrowed in his skin.
Eddie says— like a person from an actual fucking fairy tale— that Steve is a map, a map of constellations and stories, all formed from years of journey and life. If anything, Eddie says, he’s very happy that he’s the first one to do it, to discover it, to write stories about it. Steve isn’t the best explorer, but he does his best to do the same for Eddie.
Steve lets his finger dance on skin, weaving through stories he hasn’t learned yet. He wishes— hopes— that his touch is just as gentle and as warm as Eddie’s and that it brings him the same comfort his touch does for Steve.
Steve pauses on a scar too small under his jaw, barely visible now that it’s been swallowed whole by bursts of scars from where the bats gnawed at him.
“How about this one?”
Eddie smiles, brown eyes lighting up with recognition, “Oh. You found that one, huh?” Steve hums.
“Well, that one I got from dancing on stairs. I was holding a fire truck, and I slipped and fell down the stairs. My mom said I was very smart and I was trying to brace for my fall, but the fire truck got me instead.”
Steve caresses the scar, like it’s still healing and bleeding in his hands, like the same way he did some months ago, when he found Eddie bleeding to his— almost— death.
“Did you need stitches?” Steve whispers, scared that it might’ve hurt for a younger version of his Eddie.
Eddie chuckles, smoothing over his hair and leaving a kiss on his crown, kissing away the worries, “Nope. Just bled a lot, but it did stop. Left a scar though. Had so much worse since then.”
Steve nods, pursing his lips into a smile, as his hands explore against bursts of red painted on Eddie’s skin. It’s the biggest most prominent scar, the ones they’ve barely talked about since they started exploring.
“Well, that one, I am not ready to talk about yet,” Eddie says, his hands shaking as it makes contact with Steve’s scar, directly mirroring his scar, “But one thing is for sure, it’s pretty fucking metal that we have matching scars.”
Steve chokes out a laugh, batting his hands away, “One day, when you’re ready to talk about it, it’ll be a story of survival and bravery.”
Eddie doesn’t speak, but he does pull him closer, forehead against Steve’s. That’s okay, if Eddie doesn’t believe it right now. He will, someday. Because that’s what healing is, bleeding and healing and living to tell the story.
It’s okay, because Steve will be there, until stories wrinkle and fold. To explore every scar and bump and listen to his stories as Eddie writes stories about bright stars engraved on his skin.
For now, he finds another one.
Steve smiles and says, “How about this one?”
#i dont know if this made any sense#they make me want to be cheesy#happy birthday mack!!!#two weeks too late now i think LMAO#but i love you and i hope you love this.#steddie#steve harrington x eddie munson#dae writes#daeheadcanons#steddie headcanon#steddie hc#steddie ficlet#steve x eddie
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Alan Alda in Purlie Victorious/Gone Are The Days! (1963)
#Alan Alda#Mash#m*a*s*h#Purlie Victorious#Gone Are The Days!#ossie davis#Happy Birthday Mr Alda#There is also a scene where his father picks him up by the collar#macks musings
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19 more images below the cut (WARNING: Some PG-13 saucy shenanigans ahead)
Part three of their date: an unconventional visit to a nearby alley so Light can clear his head and try to get to the point of the outing. The events lead him to becoming confident enough to move onto the next stage...
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#drawn by me#my fancomic#The Chain#Death Note#lawlight#L#Light Yagami#saucy shenanigans#smooch#Light’s Kira is showing#those face-sucking images were very intimidating to do#but they were fun after I got over it lol~#I may share my other drafts of them making out and getting intimate that I did for this#it's pretty embarrassing XD#I gave up on the backgrounds. all that matters is that they're in an alley and there's a stack of boxes/wooden crates they utilize#happy early birthday L~#they are macking normally I suppose#but I just couldn't bring myself to write the sound effects. you all know what making out sounds like yes?#wanted to write “smooch smooch smooch” but it felt ridiculous and probably would've killed the mood lol#the kissing does actually serve a purpose. Hint: It's why Light feels better about going to the next location#maybe I’ll get the next installment out before the end of the year. 😑
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For @stevethehairington you are an inspiration to me, happy birthday ❤️
"One day I'm gonna visit the stars!"
A young Eddie Munson lays out on his uncle's trailer roof and makes himself a promise of adventure.
"You can't visit the stars, they're so far away!"
A young Steve Harrington snuck out to join him.
"Yeah I can, Uncle Wayne says I can be anything I wanna be when I grow up and I wanna visit the stars!"
"My nanny says I'll probably grow up to be like my dad."
"You're nanny is a dickhead."
"Eddie! That's a bad word!"
"Well she is! You can visit the stars with me, gonna take you on all my adventures, Stevie."
"I'd like that, Eddie."
The years would pass and the boys would grow apart but neither would forget that promise made by two kids in a trailer park. Even when they would be thrust back together by monsters and dead teens.
"You need to go on more fun adventures, Stevie, ones with less creepy bats."
"Well I'm sure there's no bats in space, Eds."
An older Steve Harrington would later beg the stars to let him keep their promise.
"No, no, no Eddie c'mon Eds don't die on me."
"Sorry sweetheart, think you're gonna have to go on those adventures without me."
"No, Eddie, you're supposed to take me on adventures remember, supposed to take me to the stars and away from Hawkins, please Eddie."
"Take Dustin on some adventures for me, ok?"
"Eddie!"
Steve doesn't look for the stars for nights afterwards, too busy watching and waiting.
"Stevie?"
"Ed's, you're ok!"
"I'm sorry I made you worry."
"Knew you wouldn't leave without taking me to the stars."
Decades later, if you found yourself out on a clear night, there would be two bright stars shining down on you, watching you go on your next adventure.
#happy birthday mack#im so glad youre my friend#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things s4#steddie#st4#ficlet
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @stevecarrington!!!!! I HOPE TODAY IS UNBELIEVEABLE!! i'm so glad this fandom has brought us together, you're such a wonderful friend and im very lucky to know you!! i know how much you love steddie AND ted lasso so i whipped up a little steddie lasso for you, i hope you enjoy 💕💕
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Eddie is not quite sure how he got here.
One day he was sprawling across his ornately carved DM throne, gleefully ruining the lives of those brave enough to sit at his table and dip their toes into his particular brand of tabletop roleplay chaos, and the next he was packing up his life and getting on a bus heading west, back to god damn Hawkins, Indiana — the hometown he swore he'd never come back to all to coach soccer.
Yeah. That's right. Soccer.
The thing is — he's never been a sportsball kind of guy. Not baseball, not basketball, not football. Certainly not soccer. Outside of ogling the players for their tight little shorts and their calf-hugging socks, of course. The only reason he knows even the slightest brush of the basics — and even then, it's a strech to say he knows it — is because Wayne is a sportsball guy.
But apparently that incredibly bare quasi-knowledge of it was good enough for Chrissy — Eddie's best friend extraordinaire and prominent figure in the sports world (truth be told, Eddie really couldn't tell you what her actual position was — all he knew was that she did everything and was everywhere. Seriously, it was insane how many connections she had in the world of professional organized sports.) — because when she heard the words "looking for strong leadership" and "to build comraderie" and especially "with a creative, outside of the box approach" when the league announced that they were looking for a new head coach, she had immediately submitted Eddie's name. Without even consulting him on it. Without even telling him in the first place.
It was a true testament to just how desperate the club was that they had actually chosen him.
Getting that call had boggled his damn mind.
Still does, if he's being honest.
And now here he is, fresh off the bus and standing in front of Nancy goddamn Wheeler — the tiny, but incredibly intimidating owner of the whole goddamn team.
"Eddie, welcome," Nancy says, flashing him a perfectly pleasant smile that still somehow makes him feel like prey. "It's great to meet you."
She holds out her hand, and Eddie quickly wipes his palm against his jeans before accepting it. Her handshake is firm — she's not fucking around.
"It's lovely to meet you too, ma'am," Eddie replies, with his politest midwestern manners.
Nancy's lips press together, turning down at the corners, and for a brief moment Eddie thinks he's somehow managed to fuck this up already. Could you get fired for sweaty hands? Was that legal?
But then a small laugh slips from those lips and Nancy says, "Just Nancy. Ma'am makes me feel like I'm seventy-five and belong in the bingo hall."
Eddie can't help the bleat of laughter that bubbles out, probably a little too enthusiastic. "Hey, the bingo hall's a riot," he says.
That gets Nancy to chuckle again before she clears her throat and smooths down the lapels of her blazer. "Well, thank you so much for taking on this position, we're really grateful to have you here, and we look forward to seeing what you can do for us," she says, and she sounds genuine about it, which puts Eddie a little more at ease. Nancy barrels on, "I'm sure Chrissy had briefed you about speaking with the press?" She asks, but she doesn't give him a chance to answer. "You'll just be sitting down with some journalists and answering any questions they may have — and I'm sure they'll have plenty."
Eddie lets out another nervous titter. Yeah, he's sure too. "Sure," he says. "Um, and that's... tomorrow? Later this week?"
Nancy makes a face, a sort of half grimace, half sympathetic thing.
Eddie's stomach turns.
"Actually," Nancy starts, eyes flickering towards the door behind Eddie, "it's right now."
Shit.
"Did— did Chrissy not let you know that?" She asks, chewing on her lip.
"No, no!" Eddie is quick to reply. "She did, I'm sure she did, I just— probably wasn't listening. It's kind of been a... crazy fucking day—" his eyes go wide, "— I mean—"
Nancy laughs. "You can say that a-fucking-gain," she agrees, and Eddie's shoulders relax from where they'd tensed up to his ears.
"Well, I'm sorry to just throw you to the wolves like this, but we can't really call it off now," Nancy continues, giving him an apologetic look.
Eddie glances towards the door too and nods. Rolls back his shoulders and straightens his spine. Let's himself slip into his DM persona — the guy that can handle every punch that's thrown his way, no problem.
"No, it's fine. I got this," he says, nodding again.
Nancy smiles and leads him towards the door. "Whenever you're ready," she tells him.
Eddie takes a deep breath, steels himself, and turns the handle.
Immediately he is bombarded by flashing cameras and an increase in volume as dozens of eyes all pinprick right onto him.
He's got this. They're just people. He's good with people.
Eddie climbs the two steps leading up to the staging area and swaggers to his place behind the desk, dropping himself into the seat. He reaches out to tap the microphone, which emits a sharp whine that shuts the crowd up.
He stifles his grin and leans into the mic, "Let's start this thing, shall we?" He pauses, scans the audience, quirks a brow. "Questions?"
Almost every single hand shoots straight up.
Yep. Should've seen that coming.
"Okay, okay, you know what? Let's just—" he motions for everyone to put their hands down, "— yeah, there we go. Great. Thanks. Right. I'm sure a lot of you have some of the same questions, so why don't I start by clearing a few things up first."
He wriggles in his seat, getting comfortable. "Yes, the rumors are true. No, I have not coached soccer before. Haven't coached anything before, actually. Hell, I'm probably the least qualified guy they could have hired for the spot," he laughs, and a murmur goes through the crowd. "I don't really know the first thing about soccer, but what I do know is that this team, the Hawkins Demodogs FC, these ferocious warriors of sport— they're going to get out on that field and they're— they're gonna put all of their intelligence and wisdom and strength into it," he says firmly, falling back on his trusty DnD knowledge. Game of sports can't be that different from a campaign, right? "They're gonna put their constitution to good use and fall back on their dexterity and they're going to defeat their enemies — I'll make sure of it."
Glasses guy in the second rows eyebrows lift, almost like he recognizes the terminology.
"Now," Eddie says, clapping his hands together. "I'll take one question from the masses. Make it a good one."
The hands shoot back up again, but the only one Eddie notices is the one belonging to glasses guy. It raises it a beat after the rest, lifts his hand into the air relaxed, easy, like he doesn't actually care.
It intrigues Eddie. He intrigues Eddie.
"You, in the second row," Eddie says, pointing right at the man.
A slow smile spreads across his face as he rises to his feet, clicks his pen, pushes up his glasses again.
"I like your glasses," Eddie comments, unable to help himself.
The guy's smile twists at the corners. "Thank you," he says, and his voice is smooth, rich, like honey. Eddie kind of wants to bathe in it.
His stomach swoops. "And you are?"
"Steve Harrington, the Indypendent," he says.
Eddie leans forward on his elbows, lets his smile turn a little flirty. "What's your question, Steve Harrington from the Indypendent?" He asks, stretching out Steve's name, loving the way it tastes in his mouth.
"Yeah, I've just got one question for you," he says. He fixes a narrowed, nettled look on Eddie, cocks a hip, and says, in a perfectly, deliciously, bitchy tone, "is this a fucking joke?"
Oh, he's going to be a fun one.
#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#nancy wheeler#chrissy cunningham#ted lasso au#i borrowed 'the indypendent' from you ori bc that was BRILLIANT of you and i love it and its perfect#and i could NOT think of anything better you seriously hit the jackpot with that one#ANYWAYS HAPPY BIRTHDAY ILY!!!! 💕💕💕#mack writes#macks ficlets
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Lee Gordon McKillop- 4th August 1968
Happy 55th birthday to this gorgeous specimen of man.
#lee mack#comedy#not going out#would i lie to you#wilty#ngo#soccer aid#taskmaster#the 1% club#happy birthday Lee#alpha dilf
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Deven Christian Mack | Monday, 04.22.24
Same Canadian voice actor, different TV show characters - featuring Deven Christian Mack. Happy birthday! 🎂
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Chef Hatchet - Total DramaRama (TV series; 2018-2023)
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Dimlit - Transformers: BotBots (TV series)
Sonic the Hedgehog - Sonic Prime (TV series; 2022-2024)
#anime iconography#april#april 2024#april 22#canadian actor#canadian voice actor#chef hatchet#deven christian mack#deven mack#dimlit#female character#female protagonist#happy birthday#jacqueline#lovely couple#male characters#monday monday#protagonists#same actor#same voice actor#sonic#sonic prime#sonic prime sonic#sonic the hedgehog#total dramarama#transformers#transformers: botbots#tv characters#tv shows#voice actor
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Human Ren’s birthday?!! yIPPEE!!!!! He’s a little birthday guy!! Look at her lil outfit!!!
Puppet Friends!!: @glass-trash-bab @magic-fandoms @dtaegis @andthedolphinsdancedaway @uhhbeans
#mack i. forgot to ask if you wanted to be tagged in all the puppet stuff or just the comic so lmk if you please akavsjs 🫶#Puppet Friends#puppet friends humans#puppet ren#happy birthday#original art#original characters
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Hi! I almost forgot about the birthday event! My birthday is Feb. 12th and I would like blue Mack, I love cats, winter, candles and stuffed animals
Happy Birthday!!! 🎁🎉 hope you have a wonderful birthday!! 🎉
#chibi#fanart#chibi art#art#matpat#matpat fanart#Mack#In space with markiplier#blue Mack#birthday event#happy birthday!!
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And I’m 26🥳
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Requests still open tho? If not then delete this
but Yandere HC’s with the Mack/Mat’s with a Darling (kidnapped or Not kidnapped) during their birthday? For this both of us ofc <3
They're still open, dw! Sorry for taking so long, been super busy lately. Happy (now late😭) b-day tho! You're epic!! I wasn't sure if you meant og Mat or ETN Mat so I went for Mack, hope that's okay 😭
-Tries not to make a big deal of it but totally does
-You always work really hard for him everyone on the ship and to keep him everyone safe, so he really wants to give back to you :)
-Turns out you’re super stressed though because, uh oh! Everyone on the ship has suddenly gone missing. Wonder why?
-He wouldn’t throw a surprise party, because 1. (He’s possesive af and want’s to do everything himself so only HE’LL get the credit) It’d take a lot of people to pull it off, and he’s only one guy. Also maybe the fact that most people on board don’t really like him.
-He would bake a cake for you though! He sucks ass at it, but c’mon, he poured his blood, sweat and tears into this thing. (Literally)
-He’d be the type of person who gets you a pinata and thinks there’s already candy inside when you buy it-
-He won’t leave you alone for the entire day, constantly doing little things for you and gifting you things he “found”.
-You’ll have to lock yourself in your room if you actually want some peace and quiet for like five seconds
-Asks if he did a good job and if you liked it 😭
-Don’t worry though, everyone missing will be back the next day! (Bitch probably locked them in cryo-)
#matpat egos#matpat egos x reader#happy birthday 112!!!#well late birthday at time of writing#iswm x reader#mack x reader#iswm mack x reader
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ANYWAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANDI MACK ✨🌸💖🎂💫
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HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MUTUAL @arlerts-angel!! GO WISH MACK A HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVERYONE!!
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July 1, 2023
Happy 53 Birthday to Henry Simmons.
#Henry Simmons#Happy Birthday#Alphonso Mackenzie#Mack Mackenzie#Agent Alphonso Mackenzie#Agent Mack Mackenzie#Agent Mackenzie#Director Alphonso Mackenzie#Director Mack Mackenzie#Director Mackenzie#Agents of Shield#AoS#Agents of Shield Slingshot#Slingshot#Marvel Cinematic Universe#MCU#Marvel#July#2023
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July 25th, 1967, Actress Wendy Raquel Robinson was born!
#wendy#wendy raquel robinson#actress#steve harvey show#the game#black culture#news#hbd#happy birthday#photo of the day#tasha mack#football#nfl#black girl beauty#247LC#black tumblr#new york city#90s nostalgia
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happy birthday to my favorite nose <3
#happy birthday mackdaddy#I am the leader of the nate mack nose cult#yes it is a cult#(jk)#yes i said what i said#nathan mackinnon
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