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He's staring at me while I'm trying to read a journal
#he's got dirt on his forehead and i dont know why#maybe he's interested in the authenticity of the ''Aztec'' crystal skulls held in both the British Museum and the Smithsonian Institution#or maybe he wants to know more about saw patterns and how they're used to indicate what era crystal carvings were made in#or MAYBE he's intrigued by the process in which crystal formation patterns can help dictate the country of origin of *one* specific rock#i hope he is because I am not#tag wall because writing down the main points helps me forget them less#meaning you beloved strangers are helping a duck with their homework so thank you for the free labor#btw i can share the actual pdf if anyone's interested#i joke about not caring but it's actually kinda cool? theres so much drama surrounding the crystal skull carvings#idk if the journal is from the UK or if the skull held in the British Museum is just special or something#but apparently its origin was a pretty big deal; until it was found to be completely fake lmao#if you wanna read it then uh reply or dm i guess
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#sherlock#it might be the cough medicine but I'm really feeling the bbc sherlock wedding episode today#a good feeling ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡#like finding an old block of cheese in the back of the fridge you forgot about and its gotten super hard and chewy#i currently have half a block of gouda curating in the vegetable cupboard#waiting#how are you doing friends!! C:#I'm good! I still have the cough but I also got a new scarf#I'm still thinking about buying window colors as well but I am waiting if that is also just because of the cough medicine#I can't believe it's already been a year since I have moved! last year I was doing everything here for the first time#and now everything is happening for a second time! that year was both very long and also happened very fast#our floor in the “office” my father wanted to install still is not completly done but he threw up last time he tried#he did not threw up because of the floor but because every time he does a home renovation project he drinks 3 liters of Cherry Coca Cola#we are trying to not make him drink 3 liters of Cherry Coca Cola but he doesn't want anyone else to finish the floor I think so we just do#not mention the hole in the floor#have a nice autumn day friends!! I hope you're doing well! ( ´͈ ◡ `͈ )#♥
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My roommate and I are financially unstable while he does through a long, complicated diagnosis process that started as we stopped being homeless. I just got a job, and it's going to pay well and allow us to get caught up and stable, but I don't get my check for a week and a half. We have rent due on the 1st, our storage bill due at the end of the month, and we are out of food.
Dm me for proof or details
I will do art for anyone who gives, just message me @theartistrans I also take commissions there.
Dm me for zelle
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#for anyone curious we are growing our own food to reduce food costs and thats going well but takes literal months and we were only able to#start as it got warmer so things are a little slow on that but we also have enough planted to feed us already so theres that#and i am actually still applying to more jobs in hopes of getting a 2nd because its expensive to have medical issues turns out#we are just now recovering from bad malnutrition issues thats kept us both on and off sick for months and my roommate is still severely#underweight but hes gained a little🎉
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I need Aziraphale learning very quickly that being kind and considerate gets him nowhere in Heaven, so he tucks away his goofy, big-hearted nature and just turns into a maliciously compliant Bitch™.
This is a man who canonically has "discouraged" multiple mobster groups threatening to burn his bookshop, who has successfully scared hundreds of customers away by being just unpleasant enough and who dropped down three octaves to correct Furfur when he messed up his name.
He swallows his pride, puts on a power suit and starts executing a Corporate Nightmare upon upper management in Heaven.
#good omens#good omens 2#aziraphale#season 3#myart#he digs his heels and says oh youre gonna sabotage my vision?#i will read the entire terms and conditions of the ineffable plan and create so much paperwork for the second coming that you will wish#you were dead#oh you think i am a soft bitch who will flop belly up and be a puppet? let me disabuse you of this notion#it will be heartbreaking to see him lose his idealistic vision of Heaven and struggle to implement his own ideas because of the structural#issues#but i am also hoping we get to see this steel core he has mature#also sidenote-this change of looks isnt intended as a “glowup”. I love that he chooses to be happy and goofy and pudgy and radiant#its more like temporary armour
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SHUT UP ABOUT THE ICE TWINK!!!! SHUT UP ABOUT THE ICE TWINK!!!!!
SOMEONE ELSE TALK ABOUT THE IMPLICATIONS OF THIS LITTLE GIRL!!!!!!
#this is a joke I'm just going insane over that twink going “haha love of my life??? forgot about her Anyway I remade my daughter out of ice'#and he was still fucking insane just less so so i am also staring intently at that window/maybe doors and wondering if she can get out#man do i tag this....#meh#fionna and cake spoilers#fionna and cake#I'm only awake so early because i wanted to watch these episodes Im gonna pass out and hope someone else is going insane over her
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pathologic but it's a lost 1920s german expressionist film [id under cut]
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image 1: a digital drawing of a fake poster, using bright colours and rough, painterly brushstrokes. the title, 'pest' (german for 'plague'), is written at the top in spiky black text. in the foreground a man dressed as a tragedian is staring intently at the viewer, his hands raised and splayed as if in horror. in the background, the town is framed against a red sky, with the polyhedron in yellow behind.
images 2 and 3: fake casting sheets for the film, with the names of the actors and the characters they are playing above a black-and-white portrait photograph of them. all the text is in german. in english it reads:
'Pest', a film by Robert Wiene
Alfred Abel as Victor Kain
Ernst Busch as Grief
Lil Dagover as Katerina Saburova
Ernst Deutsch as the Bachelor
Carl de Vogt as Vlad the Younger
Marlene Dietrich as the Inquisitor
Willy Fritsch as Mark Immortell
Alexander Granach as Andrey and Peter Stamatin
Bernhard Goetzke as General Block
Dolly Haas as the Changeling
Ludwig Hartau as the Haruspex
Brigitte Helm as Anna Angel
Brigitte Horney as Maria Kaina
Emil Jannings as Big Vlad
Gerda Maurus as Yulia Lyuricheva
Lothar Menhert as Georgiy Kain
Asta Nielsen as Lara Ravel
Ossi Oswalda as Eva Yan
Fritz Rasp as Stanislas Rubin
Conrad Veidt as Alexander Saburov and Tragedian
Paul Wegener as Oyun
Gertrud Welcker as Aspity
image 4: four digital sketches of set designs for various locations. all are strongly influenced by expressionist imagery, using extreme angles, warped perspective, and dramatic shapes. they are labelled 'street 1' (a street lined with houses), 'street 2' (a square with a lamppost and a set of steps), 'polyhedron exterior' (the polyhedron walkway), and 'cathedral interior' (the dais at the far end of the cathedral).
image 5: four digital drawings in a black-and-white watercolour style, showing fake stills from the film. all are similarly distorted and lit by dramatic lighting. the first shows katerina's bedroom, with katerina standing in the centre of the floor. the second shows the interior of an infected house. the third shows daniil staring out of the frame in horror, one hand on his head and the other raised as if to ward something off. the fourth shows an intertitle with jagged white text reading 'the first day' against a dark background.
end id.]
#pathologic#artwork#conrad veidt#(i know there are many other actors but i dont have tags for them my bad)#anyway :D this has been my brain project for the past week or so i have been thinking about it so much#i have so many more things i want to draw for it but i am trying to hold myself back. for the sake of my Wrists#also obviously the cast list is way whiter than it should be for pathologic but german expressionist cinema was not particularly diverse an#i was trying to go for realism so apologies for that#i had so much fun with these i dont normally draw locations because i prefer drawing people but i found it so much more enjoyable#when i could mess around with the perspective and make stuff look wacky. thank you expressionism i love you expressionism#also it goes without saying that i was most heavily inspired by the cabinet of dr caligari (which is why i went with robert wiene. he would#do such a great job i think)#i hope you are all well my friends :D kiss you
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Three tipes of people on valentine's day
#i completely forgot that today is valentine's day oh welp i think its because the aro/ace silly me is here for only chocolate#happy valentines day for everyone !! hope u have a good day !!#i was first thinking to draw something with fashion and terumob but then started thinking of funny comics so here have this#teru loves valentine's day because he gets chocolate#i really wanna see how cheap i can get chocolate after valentine's day#ritsu getting as well a lot of home made cookies and chocolate but like what to do with so many sweets like he is thinking about health#nothingbizzare art#i am talking too much#hanazawa teruki#mob psycho 100#mob psycho fanart#shigeo kageyama#teruki hanazawa#ritsu kageyama#mp100#mp100 fanart#now i am tired to tag because i was so excited to talk aaaaaaaaaaaa#i need to talk with someone about mob psycho
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#pokemon#pokemon sv#pokemon scarlet and violet#grusha#cetitan#aquanutart#i was like oh the new ice gym leader has such a great design i hope i have a chance to draw her one day#*reads the wiki page* excuse me what. oh i accidentally drew him immediately#he has an adorable round snow whale thing friend what am i supposed to do#anyway thanks pokemon i feel slightly less upset about it being WINTER#I DON'T LIKE WINTER#i prefer water in a liquid not solid state#if it's not at least 70F/21C and sunny it's winter to me#anyway grusha and i would unfortunately live in different worlds because i cant hack these arctic temperatures (= less than aforementioned#IT GETS BELOW FREEZING HERE HELP ME I'M A FROG#i am fine don't worry about me. i am being dramatic. i have survived many winters i am a strong frog#TWO MORE MONTHS#HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
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Effie’s first year as an escort was… interesting! Life threatens aside (and some death here and there), the parties and dresses were nice :)
#I am aware this is not the kind of “wall” scenario you all wanted but I have something in mind okay stick with me#be patient#:)#he would never threaten her the first year c’mon … wouldn’t he tho?#black and white because my mind doesn’t properly function so this is the maximum of productivity for me I guess#hayffie#this really happened I was there I can confirm this#he isn’t a ray of sunshine for sure#she must have tried to interfere at the beginning just to drop the ball 3 years in or so#hoping for the promotion right#this is my blog I write whatever I want in the tags okay? okay#shish I really just want to shut myself up sometimes#while am I still writing aah#capisc just popped into my head and I had to make him say that for some reason#he was drunk of course but at least he didn’t vomit on her here and there
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Thinking again about the fact that when Eddie and Dustin finally convince Steve to play DnD with the party, all of them, but especially Eddie, quickly become exasperated with Steve who has extremely high charisma, and decides that he can fix almost any situation by flirting with whoever they were in conflict with. Especially the fucking monsters, this man is bound and determined to himself a monster boyfriend and until it happens, he will make every single person they come across fall in love with him. So naturally, this happens a lot:
Steve: I’m going to flirt with them
Eddie, exasperated: Steve, you can’t date this monster, he’s trying to kill you-
Steve: Hot.
Steve: I’ll flirt with them harder then
#ravenpuff rambles#steve harrington#eddie munson#hellfire club#stranger things#steddie#Steve is a monster fucker and this essay I will-#they actually get him interested in playing because they were showing him the different monsters and Steve kept going#‘Hot. Also Hot. Hooot. Can I date this one? Oh HOT.’#the monsters really did it for him. (and like also it made Dustin excited and you know he loves that kid)#Eddie: I should have known inviting you to sessions would go like this but for some reason I had hope you would behave#Steve: I am behaving. I’m using my highest stat determined by Dustin and Will to my advantage.#(Also I think Dustin and Will helped Steve build his character. Eddie wanted to do it but Steve insisted it should be a surprise)#(I don’t know much about dnd so I can’t go any further but I know this bitch would want high charisma (for good reason!))#Robin loves to sit by and watch the sessions play out and she is always encouraging Steve to flirt more#there’s a new You Rule You Suck board#this one has a lot more you rule because it turns out Steve is amazing at getting high rolls
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So yes I have OF COURSE read @naffeclipse new fic Apex Polarity and yes, I AM OBSESSED!
So I decided to make a little comic of how I think their "first encounter" might have looked like from Eclipse's perspective.
I can't help but think about how alien and scary we most look to him (especially if there is a history of fasco hunting polar sirens in the past). With all that gear we look like emotionless beings, just observing and uncaring of this ice world.
But then when y/n shows up and probably exudes this joy and wonder for his world + shows respect for the creatures and the environment??? Mmh yeah, I can see Eclipse falling for y/n, especially considering how alone he might be...
So yes, that's what I have for today! If you want to read the fic I'll link it right here. I can't recommend it enough, but as always, read the tags so you know what you're getting into! And lastly I also want to @themeeplord beacuse Eclipse's design is basically their design in my style (god I love their design so much, their character/creature designs are the BEST) so all the credit goes to them! Polar!Y/N is my design thou! ;P
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go read the two latest chapters-
YIPPEE!!!
#apex polarity#orca!eclipse#polar y/n#dca#dca fandom#I am once again plagued by the terrible ramble disease#but I got thoughts and I wanna share them >:/#so here are some more:#when I say the humans look alien I mean Grey alien level alien#Emotionless face? Check. Big empty eyes? Check. Studying and probing the inhabitants? Check. Possibly abducts inhabitants? Check#or mad scientist vibe#imagine professor Membrane from Invader Zim while he's saying 'I know better know' <- that kind of vibe#ok- one last thought!#as you can see- I decided to go full out and try coloring and stuff!#and one of the reasons why I decided to do that is because I'm not well practised in those departments- but I want to get better at them!#so if you think this looks like a hot mess- it's because they are XD#but with all this considered- I think I did pretty well!#So I hope you enjoyed it! XD#Now I'm giving all of you who's read ALL OF THIS a giant gold star#because wow- you're dedication and focus is absolutely INSANE and I appreciate you taking the time to read this#NOW GO AND BE FREE MY FRIEND!!!
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fuck it *wholesomes your skk*
#this feels blasphemous what are you doing being this happy and giddy and giggly#i tried to make them both happy and a little awkward because this is new and a little stressful i hope it somewhat comes across...#yeah yeah chuuya has abs if he FLEXES THEM he is not right now though#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bungou stray dogs#bsd fanart#bsd chuuya#bsd dazai#bsd nakahara chuuya#bsd dazai osamu#skk#soukoku#nawy's art#no lineart only cleaned sketch i am free#my disclaimer is that i am not responsible for your imagination and assumptions i had only pure but mischievous intentions
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#selfie bee#me telling a coworker who I have been working with for 4 months and whose name I do not know about my toenails#i'm sorry Tobias (?? Paul ??) it was the only topic I could come up with after I already told you about the big bird I saw in 8th grade#FRIENDS how are you!! :) how has the new year been so far!!#did you have a lot of snow on christmas!#we did and it was really fun! I had a very bad cold so I just watched the snow from inside but that was good too c:#do you have any plans for the new year?#i always have lot and most of the time I do not do any of them but planning is fun#this year I REALLY want to watch all of Star Trek ヽ(´∇｀)ﾉ#I would also love to learn how to make a handstand#imagine if you could just make yourself upside down#but it is a far away dream because honestly I am not very good at being usual side up most of the time either#but I will try probably at least 2 times to learn it ( ᐛ )#maybe I'll finally finish that website!#new years are good and fun#it's wild to think about how much daily life has changed since last year but I feel just the same :)#who knows what this year will bring!#I hope I don't hit a pheasant with my car#I almost hit a pheasant with my car last year and the pheasant made direct eye contact#I wonder how he is doing today#since that moment I think about pheasants a lot#I knew they were real but I had never seen one#just to know they are out there is a mystical feeling#right know it is raining so all the pheasants might be wet#get dry soon pheasants!!#I don't think I've ever seen a wet bird either#I don't know what do do with all these birds thoughts#also thank you for the person who asked about my skirt!! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.°⑅#I've finished it and its really really bad#but I love it
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cw: mentions of scarring, canon-typical violence, flashback (not graphic), minor body horror (again, not graphic, mostly just emotional feelings about scars)
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Everyone gave him weird looks when they walked in, quickly schooling their features when they noticed he was awake and watching them.
He didn’t know exactly what that was about.
They had him on a lot of good drugs.
But eventually he got weaned off them, and he noticed the pull of bandages on his side, and his arm, and his neck, and his face.
He was still unable to get out of bed. Still couldn’t even reach his arms above his chest for more than a few seconds.
But he damn sure reached up to feel the cloth and plastic surrounding his cheek. How had he not noticed for days? How had no one bothered him about it?
Maybe they had and he just didn’t notice. The morphine was one hell of a drug.
Wayne was soft, patient with him. Saw him touching it, saw the way his eyes filled with tears. He’d never been particularly vain, hadn’t cared much about what he looked like to others, but this felt bigger than that. This felt like he was changed in a way that everyone could see.
Add it to the list of things people could bully him for.
He cried himself to sleep, Wayne’s hand in his, silently comforting in the way he’d always done.
When he woke up again the next morning, he was alone.
It was the first time he’d been alone since the boathouse.
He could swear he heard bats outside his door, screams coming from the attached bathroom, flashes of someone dying on the ceiling.
He felt the sharp sting of teeth puncturing his skin.
He felt hopelessness creep into his bones as he gave in.
Maybe this time they would finish the job.
“Eddie!”
Steve Harrington’s voice broke through the thoughts, panicked enough to bring Eddie back to his hospital bed within a second of hearing it.
“Shit, are you okay?” He continued, hand brushing against Eddie’s bandaged cheek.
Eddie nodded once, closed his eyes, leaned into the touch.
He could blame it on any number of things if Steve felt weird about it. The morphine, the flashback, the loneliness.
“You’re okay, Eddie. I promise. Won’t let anything happen to you,” Steve whispered.
Eddie believed him.
He fell back asleep with Steve’s hand gently cupping the mangled side of his face.
If Steve could still touch him there, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.
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Steve came by every day, sometimes in the early morning, before visiting hours officially started, sometimes well after Wayne had left to get some sleep. He always smiled when he walked in, a genuine one, not the one everyone else gave that was so fully of pity and pain he couldn’t bear to make eye contact. He sat down on the side of the bed, not the chair like everyone else, not scared to be close.
And every single day, without fail, he would run his finger along the edge of Eddie’s bandage on his face, watching his own movements and cataloging any changes.
Eddie sat quietly, still, scared to put words to anything happening. Scared to tell Steve what it meant to him to have someone acknowledge his pain in this way. Scared to think Steve could mean anything by it.
It was easy to pretend Steve was doing this because he cared.
Maybe he did care.
But he didn’t care the way Eddie wanted him to, needed him to.
So he stayed quiet, still.
He watched.
He fell asleep while Steve talked about his day, the kids, what Joyce made Hopper do around the house.
He woke up alone most days, but that was okay, because Steve would be there eventually.
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“You ready to get that thing off?” Wayne asked, gesturing to the bandage.
“Oh. Today?” Eddie suddenly didn’t want to ever be without the bandage. Removing it meant he’d see what was under it.
It meant seeing how much that place had ruined him.
The pull of the stitches hadn’t been as obvious with the pull of the bandage masking it.
But now it’s all he felt.
The nurse smiled at him as she put some antibiotic cream over the area, saying he would probably still have to keep it extra clean for the next week or so while the stitches did their job.
Wayne smiled at him in the way that meant he didn’t really want to smile at all, but knew Eddie needed him to.
Steve didn’t come.
Eddie didn’t sleep.
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He woke up with panic in his chest and a silent scream in his throat.
He woke up with Steve’s hand on his face.
Gentle, soft, but a strong comfort.
“Promise I washed them first. They said we have to be careful about germs,” Steve said quietly.
“You don’t have to. I know it’s…it’s gross. It’s ugly. I’m ugly.”
Steve shook his head. “No. Not gross. Not ugly. Alive.”
“Steve-“
“You’re alive, Eddie. You could have your entire face held together by staples and you would still be a miracle. You’d still be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Well, Steve’s charm wasn’t an exaggeration, was it?
He wasn’t even sure if the skin barely pulled together could blush anymore, or if the heat that should be on his cheek was burning on the outside the way it felt like it was on the inside.
“It’s gonna be awful when it heals. I saw it in the mirror.” Eddie could feel every stitch in his jaw, the few that spread across the corner of his mouth and bottom lip, the ones that were nearly up to his ear. “I’ll always have a crooked face. The scar will always be huge. It’s all anyone will see.”
“Then they aren’t looking.”
Eddie bit his lip, eyes searching Steve’s. “But you are.”
“No. I’m seeing. There’s a difference. I see you. I see what you’ve survived. I see the mark it left on you. I know it wasn’t just the scars that cover your skin.” Steve leaned his head down, touching Eddie’s forehead with his own. “We all have them. And we’re all still here. Your heart’s beating. That’s all that matters to me.”
“Who knew you were so good with words?” Eddie smiled sadly.
“Robin says I’m just good at not having a filter.”
“She’s right as always.” Eddie wrapped his fingers around Steve’s wrist, turning as slowly as he could to kiss his palm. “You’re not scared of it.”
“No. Are you?”
“I’m scared that you’ll change your mind when it’s always there as a reminder of what happened.”
Steve kissed his nose, making him smile for the first time in what felt like years.
“I’ll have the reminder that I got you out of there. That no matter what, the bats couldn’t finish the job. That you were stronger and you made it.” Steve let his hand drop, but quickly laced his fingers with Eddie’s. “I know it’s a lot to ask of you to trust me, but will you? For today?”
“Just today?”
“I’ll ask again tomorrow.”
“And what? Every day after that?”
Steve smirked.
His eyes were glistening with tears, but Eddie could tell it wasn’t sadness or fear.
“If that’s what I have to do.”
They hadn’t even talked about feelings, not really. Nothing that made any sense to Eddie, nothing that they could define. A part of Eddie was still convinced he was in a coma and dreaming this entire conversation up.
But even the nurse had noticed the way Steve watched him, how he touched him, how he fought for him. She said he’d been a firecracker from the moment he carried him into the hospital, dripping blood on the tile, staining the halls with his demands for help.
Wayne said he barely left his side the first day, only doing so when the doctors had told him they would call the cops if he didn’t.
Erica even noticed how things had changed between them, stating that she refused to watch her babysitter and the only DM she had respect for make out.
But Steve held Eddie, made him feel like he could get out of the hospital bed and live a life that wouldn’t keep him running. Steve was there.
Steve might even love him. If not now, then some day.
And Eddie could trust him today.
He could probably trust him tomorrow.
“Kiss me?” Eddie probably shouldn’t. The stitches tugged when he talked, and another mouth anywhere near his wounds was just asking for an infection.
But Steve would be careful. He knew what Eddie could handle.
It was barely a kiss. A graze of the lips at most.
But it was the best kiss Eddie had ever had.
At least until tomorrow.
#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#drabble#yall I am having thoughts about Eddie with a very large face scar and it led to this#I know people have drawn stuff before but I’m#I mean like what I am thinking is from his bottom lip across his entire jaw#to his ear and then down his neck#and it’s not remotely even or straight#very jagged when it heals because they weren’t really aiming for stitching it straight they just wanted to get it closed#also a firm believer that Steve has no filter at all and is SO GOOD at romantic declarations because of it#like he doesn’t edit anything#if he loves you you’ll know because he says I love you in all words except those at first#anyways wrote this during dessert for my besties birthday dinner so#not checking for typos hope there aren’t any lmao#if my phone autocorrected she’s probably wrong
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Imagine the Hermits learning ballroom dance.
Imagine Etho being assigned to lead because he’s tall & everyone assumes he would.
Imagine him constantly fucking up, stepping on his partner’s feet, missing beats, just a mess.
Imagine Bdubs getting upset from the sidelines.
Imagine him getting blustery about this disaster & stepping in, saying no, no, no, this is all wrong, shooing Etho’s partner away.
Imagine anxiety bubbling up in Etho’s stomach, at having to lead for Bdubs, as he walks over.
Imagine Etho trying to place his hands on Bdubs, mentally preparing for another disaster.
Imagine Bdubs tutting & moving Etho’s hands away, much to Etho’s confusion.
Imagine Bdubs then firmly placing his hand on Etho’s back & grabbing his other hand.
Imagine Bdubs confidently taking over the whole situation.
Imagine Etho’s amazement as Bdubs leads him, and suddenly Etho’s dancing is on beat, smooth, no stepped on feet.
Imagine them elegantly whirling across the floor, everyone else watching them in surprise.
Imagine Bdubs dipping Etho.
Imagine Etho looking at Bdubs face while this happens & feeling his stomach flip at the burn of assurance in Bdubs eyes.
Imagine the song then ending, & them just staying there for a moment, breathing a bit heavy from the exertion.
Imagine Bdubs pulling Etho back up & releasing him & pointed saying that that was how you did it.
Imagine Etho staring at Bdubs, feeling lost & unsure now that Bdubs isn’t there, hand on his back deftly leading him.
Just like. Imagine.
#Ethubs#hermitshipping#Ethoslab#bdoubleo100#etho#Bdubs#I’m sorry to all my girlies who are here for smalletho#but I’ve had this idea in my head FOR MONTHS.#& like. Just because I am smalletho 99% of the time#doesn’t mean I don’t have brain rot for other pairings as well.#I was planning on making a comic or mini fic outta this but#I just don’t see that happening anytime soon#& I cannot keep this to myself.#sends it out into the universe with the hope that someone else sees my vision here#I just. Love the idea of their dynamic getting flipped in certain situations#& also Bdubs would TOTALLY be amazing at ballroom dancing.#Can’t explain why but I really think he would be.
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Please be a lame old man. Please.
#enstars#my art#THIS WAS DONE REALLY QUICK BECAUSE..... ITS 12:12 AND IM KINDA TYPSTY#ILL DRAW HIM PROPERLY LATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#I HOPE HES A LAME OLD MAN THAT HAS A LAME TV SHOW HOST PERSONALITY AND TELLS HORRID JOKES#ensemble stars#i drew this so dfast because i am attracted to him. hes so ugly. i need to kiss him breathless. i dontcare. i dontcare SORRY ABOUTIT#nice arneb thunder
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