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swordfright · 2 months

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this might just be because i'm a bit older than your average mcyt fan, but it makes me kind of sad to see all these younger fans scramble to wipe their mcyt fanworks off the internet the second a content creator is revealed to have done something awful.

don't get it twisted, I'm a big believer in rescinding financial support to ccs you no longer agree with or admire by unsubscribing, deciding not to buy merch, or refusing to give them ad revenue by watching their content. if you don't feel comfortable giving someone money, don't give them your money. material support isn't what i'm talking about here - I'm talking about fanfic, fansongs, fanart. yknow, content that fans create for themselves and each other, stuff that's not for ccs.

in the past year (and especially the past week, obviously) i've seen tons of mcyt fans saying they're planning to delete their art (or that they already have deleted) because they don't want their work to be associated with content creators who behaved badly, and that they want "a fresh start." I've seen fan writers say the same thing about their fics. and like, this is fine, do what you want with your stuff, but i'll be honest...it does make me sad that so many younger fans seemingly have been made to feel such a high degree of responsibility for ccs that they're unable to enjoy fandom (a thing that is FOR US! FOR YOU!) or take any measure of pride in their past fanworks.

again, at the end of the day you should do what you want with your own shit. but what i will say is, if what you want to do with your work is delete it, at least think first about why you're considering the nuclear option. you aren't responsible for a cc's behavior, and that goes for literally anyone who's ever had a hand in making anything you like: books, movies, games, anything. you shouldn't be made to feel ashamed of having created fan content for a piece of media that a shitty person was involved in making. straight up, this kind of shame isn't something i believe should exist in fandom, because it's parasocial in the same way that positive emotions towards media/creators can be parasocial.

and also, as someone who's been involved in fandom for a long time, i can say with confidence that creators will keep disappointing you like this. there are shitty people out there. if you're searching for a piece of media with zero shitty people ever involved in the project, you will not find it. i'm not saying this to normalize shitty behavior on the part of creators, I'm saying this to emphasize that bearing the shame and guilt of every creator to this degree is not sustainable or healthy (and it's not how fandom used to operate, but that's a conversation for another day, perhaps.)

i understand why so many folks are considering deleting their fanworks, and if that's you...think about it before you do it. that's all i'm asking. you don't want to create a habit of divesting yourself of all evidence of having been passionate about art created by someone who sucks, because if you do get into that habit, then your chances of ever truly enjoying a fandom again are, unfortunately, pretty slim.

#mcyt #fandom #also deleting all your stuff is a nightmare for archivists but that's admittedly a selfish reason for asking ppl not to delete lmfao #....sigh #idk it just makes me sad to see so many kids panicking like this #long post

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hunnam · 5 months

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#Royce Dunne #usermichi #holesrus #crossfit #Mine #i wanted to keep it in all one gif but it was too big sigh #i blame his heavy pouch #idk where i wanna shove my face more

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bi-writes · 4 days

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thinking about being a new lieutenant working with laswell and getting to meet her a-team, tf141, and immediately clashing with your equivalent. that other lieutenant that wears a fucking costume and glares whenever he sees you, simon fucking riley. (kinda dark, 18+)

you hate him. you hate how good he does in the field. it sickens you when you see how every knife he throws hits its target with disgustingly perfect accuracy. you sneer when he aims his rifle, each bullet going exactly where he wants it to go because he's that fucking good, look at him, big man with a big fucking head and a big--

god, it's so frustrating to be out here for so long. on a cot, so far away from everything, reporting back to laswell and then spending time with a task force who is so intelligent on the field but shares one fucking brain cell off of it.

and it's so lonely. it's so lonely, and you feel so far away, and when you show up in front of ghost's room that evening, you don't even exchange words as he steps aside, letting you slink into the dark of it. you don't speak as he crowds you against the door, as he pushes you up against it, when he reveals the lower half of his face so he can kiss you and taste you in every way he's wanted to since he met you. you're so fucking annoying, you crawl under his skin, and when he tastes you, he sucks, his tongue tracing the inside of your mouth as he tugs his cargo pants just under his cock and hoists you up around his waist.

it's just stress relief, you tell yourself as he fucks you against the rattling door. i just need a little relief, is what you say to yourself as he mumbles against yours lips, gripping the fat of your hips in his big hands and putting his cock to good use. he's not gentle, but you don't want him to be. he's too good at what he does, you were hoping he would have fault in one fucking area of his life, but even like this, he shows you just how well he fucks and just how big he really is, everywhere.

please, please, please--! you beg. he snickers, and it's mean, and he's sucking a warm bruise into your neck when he mutters, "tha'sit, swee'eart. we both know who's really in charge, eh? yeah--yeah, good girl--y'r such a good girl--"

and you are. cum soaked thighs, your mouth still on his when he finally comes, grunting as he fills you so full, it's dripping onto your thighs, onto his, dampening the clothes neither of you bothered to take off. and when you leave, you tell yourself this will never happen again, that ghost will keep this a secret because he hates you just as much, that ghost is discreet and quiet and values his privacy, and if you don't speak of this again, neither will he. it suddenly comforts you how closed off he is.

so it does surprise you when the next morning comes, and you go to sit with your team to eat, that ghost snarls when you try and take a seat beside him. you expect this to be a rude gesture, but you squeak when he grips you around the waist and forces you into his lap. you stiffen, but his sergeants barely bat an eye. the braid of your hair is yanked backwards, and you gasp when you feel his breath against your ear, even through the mask.

"the casual shaggin' sort of deal? not m'thing, luvvie. now eat y'r breckie, swee'eart, 'm fuckin' hungry, and 'm not very patient."

he used to think having one of his sergeant's underneath him was the kind of power-play that got him right off.

wrong.

nothing like fucking a pretty little lieutenant good enough she can't fucking remember how to speak.

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ilikecheeseandchocolatee · 20 days

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So I really need to do this and it makes me scared but I have decided that I have no choice now. I have A Levels soon and my stupid brain refuses to study. This is an emergency.

100 notes: I’ll finish studying the astrophysics section

200 notes: I’ll email my teacher about The Thing

500 notes: I’ll finish studying the magnetic fields and nuclear physics sections, including voice notes

800 notes: I’ll go over my math topics thoroughly

1200 notes: I’ll start on my Further Maths topics

1600 notes: I’ll finish doing Further Maths in time to do some practice papers before my exams

2000 notes: I’ll study statistics BEFORE the day before the statistics exam (I really fucking hate statistics)

10,000 notes: I’ll email The University about The Thing (I seriously don’t wanna do this even tho I know I need to)

As a note: I hope I end up doing the first 5 things even if I don’t get the notes but I’m doing this so I have no choice but to do it as soon as I can because I’m literally capable of doing it but motivation is MIA. This better guilt trip me into doing it, desperate times call for desperate measures. These exams are really important to me and anything less than A*A*A will be disappointing, to a lot of people (those are my predicted grades, that was before mental health started kicking my ass hard)

My exams start in the second half of May so ideally I should get 1200 notes before that at least so I have some semblance of preparedness. Again, even if I don’t I hope I end up doing the things anyway but the notes are supposed to be Tumblr Decree and I can’t just ignore Tumblr Decree so I have to do it.

Anyone who helps me, thank you and I hope you know it means the world to me ♥️

Progress

Edit 1: I finished a single topic from astrophysics and I’m planning to finish the rest of it by the end of the day!!

Edit 2: it’s pretty much the end of the day for me now and I’m done with half of the astrophysics section, but I’ll finish it tomorrow!! Along with magnetic fields!!

Edit 3: Unfortunately I had work today so I couldn’t study at all :c. BUT. I emailed my teacher finally. I need you guys to realize that I’ve been putting this off for MONTHS and I finally made myself do it just because of this tumblr post. I’m forever going to be grateful to each and every one of you. ❤️

Edit 4: finished astrophysics!!!!!!!!!!!

#help #help me #please #in my life this is an emergency and i can’t believe I’m doing this sigh #note game thingy idk what it’s called #idk what to tag this #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #important

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ruubesz-draws · 2 months

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Godsh I wish that were me...

Redraw of the Godzilla version cos now it's canon that Minus One likes Monsterverse MV the most!

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#godzilla #godzilla x kong: the new empire #godzilla minus one #godzilla minus one director meet the MV Godzilla evolved designer wooooooohooooo #lucky them #i wanna meet them both too #i want the Godzilla toy too #*sad noises*#and #*sad sigh*#maybe one day #or maybe not idk #but wanted to draw the Goji version #cos in my headcanon minus one likes MV the most #SO IT'S CANON HECC YEAH!!!!#so happy for them :')#do not repost #my art

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ttpdjo · 25 days

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♪ the more that you say the less i know, wherever you stray i follow, im begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans that's my man ♪

#welcome to the second part of my im in love with him and i want him to read me books series #there is a part two #i love him :(((#he is the reason faces were invented #he is a mansion with a view #he is the muse of all ts songs to ME #look at those lil dots in his face im obsessed with him #joe keery #djo #steve harrington #gator tillman #sigh #dreamboy #joekeeryedit #steveharringtonedit #they look better on mobile idk why :/#djoedit

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panakoui · 10 days

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post canon laishuro prelude :>

#laios touden #toshiro nakamoto #shuro #laishuro #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #pulling this out of my ass at 3 am im sorry if its weird #woooweee im embarassed sharing this tbh #i never make anything like this b4 idk making dialogue and stuff aaaaa #also 'friends' who fight like them irl have stronger bonds going forward this is fact #toshiro warming up to laios post canon and them understanding each other better /sigh #i need a slow burn fic of them so bad #idk how to put this but #the way toshiro just letting them call him shuro for years really speak volume about how extremely introvert he is #like!?!#bfrrrr dude #he's way too good at bottling shit up #the contrasts between him and laios.... peak fiction imo #p.s my pc crashed 10++ times when im making this i almost lost a page it was terrifying

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eddiesghxst · 3 months

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thinking abt being a waitress and eddie coming in on your morning shift. he’s handsome, doesn’t talk much but he entertains your chatty personality. he orders a meal; pancakes, eggs, and sausage but he only touches his coffee. when you give him the check and bid him a good day, you turn around to leave but you just have to whip back around and ask— “you wouldn’t happen to be busy tonight would you?”

eddie pauses for a moment, purses his lips and looks at you with wide brown eyes, “i am actually.”

you tilt you head in thought, “hm. bummer, busy doing what?”

eddie, without a second thought or a moments hesitation responds, “robbin’ a bank.”

you stare at eddie for a moment before you burst into a fit of laughter, “okay, sure. robbin’ a bank. need a getaway driver?”

you didn’t know then, but that night would be the night that 1. you fall in love, and 2. you rob a bank…the first of many

#like idk #i’m just feeling bonnie and clyde #becoming most wanted criminals w eddie sigh #isn’t that the dream #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie x reader

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azriaann · 1 month

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saw a tweet immediately had to draw them☝️

idk how to format this so forgive me but this tweet! https://x.com/misophrioida/status/1775786565551489501?s=61

https://x.com/misophrioida/status/1775786565551489501?s=61

#nalu #fairy tail #this took 20 minutes ignore the mistakes ….#natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #sigh they’re in love #drawing meme? template? idk what to call it #anyway they’re cuties

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thepie · 6 days

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Slightly better Elliott for you guys <3 compared to that watercolour shit thing I drew earlier

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velvetburnt · 11 days

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(potential mild spoilers for upcoming science class events + sydney pregnancy content)

went hunting in dolcord again bc apparently that has become my pastime when bored u_u

so its definitely no wonder that syd actually joining your science classes has taken a while to implement when its.. potentially heavily tied to their pregnancy content. :^D

(key word potentially. i am just connecting dots over here but it is not outright confirmed that they will come out in the same update!)

#sheddingvelvet.txt #god there were SO many posts from puri about giving sirris grandkids in front of the class though LMAO #i GOTTA gush about the things i find with other ppl lest i explode. you understand.#theres also so many more other. interesting bits i found about sydney and sirris #but i feel weird tacking em alongside the SCIENCE CLASS IMPREGNATION post #regardless. sighs dreamily. i cant wait #dol #degrees of lewdity #sydney the faithful #sydney the fallen #sirris the science teacher #(also idk if ppl actually care about spoilers this small but im just playin it safe ok sdkjghdfh)

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ventique18 · 8 months

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🐉 x 🌸♀️

🌸: "This is the worst day this week. My appetite's completely fucked up."

🐉: "You even threw up your breakfast earlier. Do try to eat even an oatmeal with fruit bits."

🌸: "I don't know... I feel completely lethargic and lowkey irritable. I don't have the energy to eat. Just sitting up makes me nauseous... I just want to sleep."

🐉: "A sudden change in appetite, nausea, mood swings, tiredness... I feel like I've seen these symptoms before..."

🐉, gasping at the realization: "Could it be..!"

🌸: "Don't worry, it's just my period."

🐉: "... You're currently bleeding?"

🌸: "Yeah, so you can sleep comfortably this time too, haha."

🐉: "..."

He closes his eyes, inhales, and breathes out a heavy, audible, obviously despondent sigh.

🌸: "Why... why do you look so upset. Shouldn't you be relieved."

Another long sigh.

🐉: "My ancestors must be disappointed in me. I failed this time, yet again."

🌸: "Why."

🌸, for a moment, forgot that he's not like the other guys.

#inspired by my own brain wanting to kill itself by refusing to eat #idk why but my period hormones don't like me eating #I'm already thin I'll be bony soon at this rate #sigh #twisted wonderland #ventique rambles #malleus draconia #malleus x reader

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realbeefman · 8 months

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house would put a tracker on wilson’s car to monitor where he is at all times but. then wilson would find out and start purposefully fucking with him. como he’ll leave the tracker in the parking lot of a strip club while he goes grocery shopping and then watch house lose his mind later over why wilson went to the strip club and didn’t invite house along

#house is like ‘u saw strippers? 🥺 without me? 🥺🥺’#idk idk giggle #this fits into my 2023 house au thats been forming in my mind #mite rite a fic someday but rn i alr hav too many house wips #AND i still havent finished my chartress fic #sigh… life very difficult for me (has responsibilities other than writing fanfiction) 😣#house md #hilson #greg house #james wilson

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transvampireboyfriend · 1 year

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Had this “Steve only hates impersonal nicknames” idea in my notes for a while and then after seeing @cholvoq ‘s wonderful art I had to turn it into a real thing for Valentine’s Day. This is 2.4k, i’m SO sorry edit: you can now read this on ao3 :)

Eddie’s a nickname guy. It’s always Dusty this and Gare-Bear that and JeffJeff here and Bobbie there and it’s Mikey and Maxxii and Nance-pants and Johnny and… big boy?

Him being a nickname guy makes it near impossible to hide his crushes. Thankfully, Steve had been really cool about it. Sure, he seemed a little stunned, but Eddie still had all his teeth in place by the end of that interaction, so he had called that a win.

He hadn’t known then that Steve was… different. Or he was starting to see it but what he thought was shocking then had really been just the tip of the iceberg. He hadn’t expected Steve to be nice. Or funny, or caring, or protective, or understanding.

He had learned all of that after everything. During chats on Hellfire nights while the kids cleaned up after themselves, during hangouts at the diner with Robin and Nancy, during Saturday afternoons when he went to pick out a movie only to end up talking with Steve, their conversation flowing until it was cut short by Steve’s shift ending.

After some time, Eddie had gotten to know Steve even more during long weekday nights when one came over to bring the other something they left behind, or to share a record, or to demand the beers the other owes or to show the other a stupid article in a stupid magazine only to end up making dinner together and watching a movie afterwards.

They stopped making excuses about two weeks ago.

Eddie had asked “do youuu… wanna come over?” on Saturday night, while nervously twirling his keys as Steve locked the front doors of the Family Video.

The evening chill had cut right through Eddie’s leather jacket as his keys clanged against his rings. But Steve had nodded with a smile and asked “pizza?” on their way to their cars, and Eddie had forgotten all about the cold.

Point being, Steve had been just fine with ‘big boy’ when it happened. Eddie’s a nickname guy. Him and Steve are hanging out more now, and so, Eddie’s been calling him more nicknames. Some of them are very intentional, others come completely without thinking, and it turns out, Steve takes issue with a few of them.

The first time it happens, Eddie’s underneath his van trying to get the damn thing to cooperate, the recent winter was tough on it, and it keeps dying out on him.

Steve sits nearby perched on a little stool, wearing his Family Video vest since he came by right after finishing his morning shift to see if they could make plans for lunch. Eddie suggested they grab something at the diner if and when he finally gets the van to start back up and Steve had agreed to wait.

He’s been telling Eddie about tonight’s basketball- game? match? super bowl? Is there such a thing as the major leagues of basketball? Eddie’s not sure, but he adores the sound of Steve’s voice and he’s kind of invested in the drama of players switching teams and retiring and whatever else Steve wants to tell him about. So, he’s been listening, not really bothering with asking for clarification for what he doesn’t understand yet. He’ll figure it out as they go.

He's blindly patting the floor around his legs for his rag, when he feels Steve put it right in his hand.

Eddie’s relieved. "Thanks, bud!" he says, the nickname just rolling off his tongue effortlessly, no meaning attached.

It gets kind of quiet all of a sudden. After about five seconds of Steve not talking, Eddie comes out to check on him, and finds him frowning at his legs.

"Don't call me ‘bud’" Steve requests, looking up at his face, his tone just a tad harsh. Eddie would think he ran into King Steve if he didn't know any better.

As it is, Eddie gets Steve probably thinks the nickname is childish or patronizing, so he doesn’t think twice of it, just gets a little sheepish and says "sorry, Stevie".

Steve smiles at that, a little cocky. He does his little mean girl shaking his head thing like he just got exactly what he wanted. Eddie feels his face twist a bit in confusion, but he likes it when Steve gets a little mean so he doesn't say anything about it and just dives back under his van as Steve resumes their conversation.

The second time it happens, they’re outside the supermarket. The kids shot out of the van as soon as it rolled to a stop, Steve calling out a warning after them while still listening to Eddie explain why Star Wars and Star Trek are actually very different but really good in their own way. Their conversation carries on as they hop out of the van, lock up and walk to meet at the front.

“I’m telling you, Star Trek is great. You would love it,” Eddie says, “you just have to give it a chance”.

Steve rolls his eyes at him, but Eddie can see his smile.

“Ok, alright,” Steve answers, “you can show me tonight then”, it’s almost too nonchalant. Eddie has to hide his grin.

Steve’s been suggesting they hang out more and more lately, and he can’t help but feel a bit hopeful. They clearly enjoy each other’s company, their time together is never dull, Steve seems to be really comfortable around him and maybe, just maybe…

“Should we get beers then?” Eddie asks, excited at the prospect of some more time alone with him. They haven’t had a weeknight hangout since Eddie fixed his van last week. He kinda misses the very specific color of Steve’s eyes in the Harringtons’ yellow living room lamplight.

“Yeah,” Steve says, his eyes get soft in a way Eddie only started noticing a couple of weeks back, “we can watch it at my place” he adds. Eddie thinks he definitely hasn’t seen him look at anyone else like that.

To shake himself out of the spell of the prettiest boy he’s ever met making the prettiest eyes he’s ever seen at him and ONLY him, Eddie grabs Steve by the wrist and starts marching them towards the supermarket’s front doors.

Without thinking, Eddie says "c'mon man," as they go.

Steve, who started easily following him (like he always does these days), suddenly stops in his tracks. Eddie gets pulled back and almost stumbles on top of Steve. He'd get flustered if Steve wasn't frowning at him like he’d just said the most insulting thing he’d heard this month.

"Don't call me ‘man’" Steve says. Eddie feels his eyebrows raise a bit.

He debates asking why but doesn't question Steve in the end. He’d rather offer understanding than judgement to him any day.

So, Eddie takes advantage of Steve's wrist in his hand, and squeezes there a bit, says "I'm sorry sweetheart" sincerely, looks into Steve's eyes so he can see Eddie means it.

Steve blushes a bit then, not really used to the nickname yet, Eddie just got the balls to start using it last week. Eddie himself is not really used to seeing Steve blush, and at something he says? It’s too much power for one metalhead.

But he gets distracted from Steve’s blush because it happens again, Steve basically preens like a peacock once Eddie switches nicknames. Looks smug, like he has Eddie wrapped around his finger and well, Eddie guesses he does, so, no arguments there either.

He just smiles back at Steve, really, has no other choice, it’s not like he can control how he reacts to the most gorgeous fucking face the universe could ever come up with. But he tugs him along again, Steve happily following this time.

The next time it happens, Steve’s leaning against his kitchen island, with Eddie leaning across from him against the counter.

The party is watching a movie in the Harringtons’ living room and at some point, Eddie got up to get himself another soda, Steve not so subtly followed after him, taking the empty popcorn bowls to the sink. He struck up a conversation and there they stayed.

Eddie’s been turning the small gesture around and around in his head. Clearly Steve’s not shy about seeking him out, and he’s obviously good with the party knowing, which means a hell of a lot because those are Steve’s people, that’s his family.

Eddie’s honestly running out of excuses to not ask him out. Seeing him reaching out to bump his sneaker against Eddie’s boot when he says something funny, laughing just a little too hard at Eddie’s dumb joke; seeing his eyes widen a bit when Eddie compliments him; seeing him notice when Eddie is holding back from talking too much, and not letting it go until he thinks Eddie’s shared all of his opinions on the subject; Eddie thinks maybe he can be brave, when it comes to Steve.

And this week might be the perfect time.

Here they are still, the movie long ended and several easy conversations floating from the living room to the kitchen, where they’re still engrossed on their own.

“I mean I taught the kid how to do his hair for god’s sake!” Steve is saying, Eddie’s laughing easily, and he has a slight suspicion Steve’s acting way more annoyed than he really is because he knows Eddie dies laughing every time Steve roasts the kids.

“Just, if he’s gonna give me hair advice, he should work on that goddamn tone. At the Very Least.” Steve finishes, Eddie giggling all the while at his Annoyed Mom tone.

"Yeah, dude!" Eddie agrees, wanting to egg him on, but Steve's face suddenly falls and whatever remark Eddie had locked and loaded just fades away.

Eddie blinks perplexed; he’s getting déjà vu.

Steve frowns at him, says "Don't call me ‘dude’".

It’s eerie, only he sounds a bit annoyed this time.

Eddie thinks, maybe someone called Steve ‘dude’ before in an unpleasant way, so he doesn't pry. Instead, he takes the chance to call him a nickname he likes more, and says "Sorry, pretty boy", his heart fluttering in the milliseconds he has to wait for Steve’s reaction.

And it happens one last time: Steve absolutely beams at that one, his smile so bright it makes Eddie want to jump in place.

He leans further back on the counter returning the smile, not noticing the common thread in Steve’s reactions to him switching nicknames.

But then the glint in Steve’s eyes suddenly brightens a dim corner of Eddie’s brain. He gets this feeling that reminds him of a perfectly set up riddle or finding that one perfect note for his latest song. It’s like everything suddenly just makes sense.

Eddie feels realization dawn on his face as he pushes himself off the counter to walk right into Steve’s personal bubble, grabs both of Steve's hands.

"Steve" Eddie says, not even caring that he sounds like the name is dripping in honey when it comes out of his mouth. With how sweet Steve is, it might as well be.

Steve just looks at him a little stunned, but doesn't say anything. Eddie draws circles in the back of his palms to reassure him.

"Why don't you want me to call you ‘dude’?" Eddie asks, trying to find out if this whole thing is what he thinks it is.

Steve looks down at their joined hands,.

"You call Nancy that sometimes..." Steve mumbles.

His answer would sound inconsequential to the unsuspecting, certainly would have to Eddie as late as last week, but Eddie thinks he’s finally getting it, and he hums his understanding.

"How ‘bout ‘man’?" he asks

Steve replies "You call Robin that sometimes..." his eyes still on their hands.

Eddie nods his agreement.

"I call everyone those things" he points out.

Steve agrees. "Exactly" he says, finally looking at him again, sounding annoyed and confirming Eddie’s suspicions.

Eddie feels his face split into a smile. He wants to grab Steve’s beautiful freaking face and just plant one on him.

"Can I still call you sweetheart?" he ventures instead. The nickname brings the hint of a smile to Steve's face but then he seems to realize something not so pleasant.

"Do you call someone else ‘sweetheart’?" Steve asks in return.

"No one" Eddie says, shaking his head, his tone vehement.

"Then yes" Steve finally answers. Eddie's heart wants to beat right out of his chest.

He interlocks their fingers to ground himself, Steve looks down at their hands and smiles at the sight.

"So, you don't want me to call you something I call someone else?" Eddie states, more than asks, calling Steve’s eyes back to his again.

"Anyone else" Steve confirms, holding his gaze.

Eddie lets out a small shuddering exhale and feels his heart fluttering in his throat, he really cannot believe this boy.

"Steve" Eddie drawls, dripping in honey again, his hands coming up to cradle Steve's face because he really can't resist anymore "Sweetheart" he says.

Steve's eyes grow a little wide and he starts blushing so much that Eddie can feel it in his palms.

"Steevieeee" Eddie sinsongs, squeezing Steve's face a bit "Pretty boy" Eddie calls him. Steve just keeps looking at him and a small smile blooms in his pretty, pretty face.

"Would you let me take you out to dinner this Friday?" Eddie finally asks him, his fingers curling to the back of Steve's head to play with his hair there. Steve's eyes get even wider.

" 's Valentine's this Friday" he points out. Eddie knows.

"Mmhm. Want you to be my Valentine." Eddie tells him, tugs his hair gently, "How's that sound?" he asks, bold in a way he never has been before. Steve blushing does things to him.

"Sounds nice" Steve answers. He smiles and nods while his hands hook on Eddie's belt loops.

"Then it's a date?" Eddie asks, trying not to sound too eager. He thinks he fails spectacularly but Steve beams and pulls him in to kiss his cheek.

"It's a date" Steve tells him, his breath ghosting on Eddie's cheek and making him shiver.

Steve pulls back, lets go of Eddie’s belt loops and tugs on a strand of his hair gently, smiling like the cat that got the cream as he walks back out into the living room.

Eddie’s gonna make this the best Valentine’s Day date Steve has ever been on.

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