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samgelina-jolie · 1 year

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It all started a week ago. Steve had come along to The Hideout, decked in his darkest polo shirt. It was the first gig he'd come to since him and Eddie had officially- as Robin put it- 'got their shit together'.

Steve had met the band plenty of times already, and while they'd been pretty standoffish at first, he liked to think he got along with them pretty well. Jeff actually shared a similar taste in music (even admitting to liking ABBA because it reminded him of his mother) and he'd known enough about Star Wars and a mix of Dustin's interests to win over Seth. It was harder to read Gareth, but Steve had assumed they were at least acquaintances.

That was until Steve had walked up to the bar where Gareth was talking to some girl, and then Gareth had said the meanest thing imaginable.

"He's my buddy's boyfriend."

Eddie hadn't seen what the big deal was. But Steve understood the importance of befriending your partner's best friend.

Well, back in high school, Steve had never really bothered with his girlfriend's friends. He'd focused on putting in effort with the girls he found attractive, wooing them with flowers and gifts. The girls who he wanted to like him did, he didn't really care how much the other girls didn't. The only job the best friend really had in his mind was picking up the pieces after he left those girls in the dust.

That was all before Nancy, of course. She'd been so adamant about him making an impression on Barb, so he'd tried. He invited her to parties, kept Carol and Tommy off her back, even tried to back her up once or twice when Barb and Nancy were bickering.

And it worked out... kind of. Barb had still rolled her eyes whenever Steve opened his mouth, but she was also the one who pulled him aside and saved him a whole lot of embarrassment and heartache.

"I'm telling you this because I would want to know, and because I guess you're not the worst person in the world. Nancy has been hanging out with Jonathan a lot lately... I just think maybe you should pay a bit more attention to it."

But besides him and Nancy as a couple not working out, he'd realised how important being on good terms with the person you're dating's friends is to being a good boyfriend. Which is why it was integral that he became proper friends with Eddie's best friend.

"What are you wearing?"

Steve had just walked into the Munson trailer. He'd spent nearly an hour trying to perfect his hair, so he's mildly offended that his outfit is the first thing his boyfriend noticed. Steve glanced down at his shirt with the huge Green Day logo printed onto it. He wasn't sure why Eddie looked so appalled, it wasn't dirty or anything.

"Oh, Gareth let me borrow it. Cute right?" Eddie's nose scrunched up even further, full on glaring at the offensive item.

"I can't let you into my room with that shirt on."

"Well hopefully once we get to your room neither of us will have our shirts on" Steve chuckled, leaning in for a kiss but Eddie turned his head.

"I'm serious, big boy. The polos and tight jeans, you're whole hot preppy look actually, that all really does it for me and you know it. But this?" He pulled at the fabric of the shirt. "This is the one piece of clothing I never want to see you in."

Steve scoffed. Eddie pushed him gently away with a shake of his head.

"I'm turning off the benefits."

"What benefits?"

"The sex benefits, no more sex until you admit you're not a Green Day fan and we burn that shirt."

"Eddie this is my in with Gareth! He's finally starting to warm up to me." Steve whined. "Besides, you can't just, like, turn off us having sex!"

"Oh yes I can. All I have to do is think about you in this abominable outfit and my boner just-" He whistles, imitating his finger deflating. Steve pouted. He knew rationally he could just give Gareth back the shirt, but that would mean embarrassingly admitting he didn't like Green Day to Gareth and then trying to find another in with him.

So no, Eddie was just being unreasonable.

Anyway, he was totally bluffing about the sex. Steve hoped.

"It's been five days Robin! I mean, we haven't gone that long without having sex since.. since we started having sex!" Steve cried, following the woman around as she restocked the shelves. Even though he couldn't see her face he could tell she was rolling her eyes.

It was a serious situation though, at least in Steve's opinion. He and Eddie hung out all the time, and while he obviously enjoyed doing other things with his boyfriend, he wished the other man would at least have the decency to not be so sexy while performing daily tasks. Steve had been this close to jumping him in the frozen food section of the grocery store yesterday.

And he knew he wasn't the only desperate one, Eddie was suffering too. Obviously he'd assumed Steve would cave after a day, because he'd been all jumpy and grouchy for nearly a week. And he kept making that face that Steve recognised all too well whenever Steve did anything even slightly suggestive. Like when he'd bent down to put his laundry in the dryer, and when he turned back around Eddie was beet red and avoiding eye contact.

"Have you tried breaking out the old Harrington seduction techniques yet?" Robin shrugged, obviously not bothered by the fact her best friend was on the verge of death due to lack-of-sex-with-his-really-hot-boyfriend disease.

The thing was, he had tried his old methods. He tried wearing tighter shirts, that strained around his arms and showed off his midriff (but always making sure he was wearing some kind of Green Day memorabilia, because damn him if he wasn't going to be right about this). He'd invited Eddie along to his and Lucas' basketball game. He even tried straight up begging, knowing how much that usually gets Eddie worked up.

And nothing!

Although, there was still one move he hadn't tried yet...

"You want to what?" Eddie shot him an incredulous look.

"Help you study, of course. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't help you with your problems? Besides I have this really neat method to help you revise." Steve let himself into the trailer and Eddie's room. He wasn't wearing a Green Day shirt today, but he did have a wristband, something he knew Eddie had spotted already as he walked into the room with his arms crossed.

"Right. And what method would this be?"

"Every time you get an answer right, I take off a item of clothing, and vice versa." Steve plopped himself down on the unmade bed, which he'd missed dearly. Eddie hadn't even let them take naps together in his room, insisting 'spooning almost always leads to sex with you'.

Eddie considered his offer carefully, before nodding with a shit eating grin. Steve cheered internally.

"Great!" Steve smiled before adding "Your rings all count as one item by the way." He tried not to look too smug at the way Eddie's confident grin faltered.

The game reached its boiling point very quick. Eddie had known more about Geography then Steve had expected, which reflected in the fact he only had his boxers and one sock left on. Eddie, however, wasn't doing too much better, sat in only his jeans (and Steve suspected no underwear underneath).

He's not sure who kissed who first, but suddenly Steve was pressed against the mattress, Eddie's thigh between his legs. Excitement coursed through him, his body so receptive to Eddie's touch after so long he wasn't even embarrassed at the noises he was letting out. His hips bucked up, causing Eddie to groan into his mouth.

"So the Green Day thing?" Eddie mumbled between kisses down Steve's neck. The noise Steve made was loud and high pitched, almost drowning out the man's next words. "It's over then?"

Steve paused, the hand that had been trailing down his boyfriend's chest pushed firmly against him as he pulled away.

"Over because you've let it go, right?" He mumbled. Eddie pulled back, his lips red and glossy.

"No, over because you let it go?" Steve huffed, sitting up and pulling his clothes back on. He tugged his jeans on in annoyance, storming out of the bedroom.

"You know what, I'm turning off the benefits now! No sex until you admit Green Day are better than... than Dio!" Steve yelled. He was irritated and extremely worked up but he was also incredibly stubborn. He heard a squawk of protest from behind him as he made his way outside.

"That wasn't even the rule!" Eddie called out, but Steve ignored him. He was not loosing this fight.

Listen, Metal music was fine, Steve endured listening to it with Eddie like he endured watching sports games with Steve. He was content in the knowledge that not loving every single one of each other's interest didn't mean they didn't love each other.

Punk was fine too, it still wasn't Steve's thing really, but it was okay and while Steve couldn't tell the difference, according to Gareth there was one. A huge one, if the way he'd been ranting about it for the past hour was anything to go by.

But between fighting with his boyfriend (because it was a genuine fight at this point), not having any sex for nearly two weeks, and being stuck listening to someone talk about something you have no interest in for hours, Steve couldn't take it anymore.

"I don't like punk music! I listen to Queen and Cyndi Lauper and sometimes Madonna and happy music that I can dance to without thinking about America's political landscape!" He blurted out. Gareth stopped his rambling about how Rob Harper was a better drummer than Pete Something, flashing Steve a confused expression.

"Then why were you pretending to?" He asked.

"I... I just didn't want you to just see me as 'Eddie's boyfriend'. I wanted to be your friend and Jeff told me you like punk music so I brought it up and..."

"Look, you are Eddie's boyfriend. Yeah, you're an okay dude, but I can acknowledge that without us having to do the whole friendship thing too, you know?" Gareth shrugged. Steve deflated.

"Right." He said, quickly making an excuse and leaving. Gareth shrugged off the weird feeling the guy's sad puppy dog eyed had given him, grabbing Steve's fries.

He felt kind of embarrassed that he'd been talking for ages with someone who didn't even care. He supposed it was nice of Steve to make the effort, Gareth wasn't aware he'd been trying so hard honestly. Jeff and Seth had warmed up to him pretty quickly but he thought that was just because they were just softies that were no immune to the 'Harrington Charm'.

"Steve?!" A loud yell startled him out of his thoughts.

Eddie stormed into the bar, wearing- holy shit, Gareth felt like he must have hit his head and started hallucinating. This day had taken such a weird turn, because there Eddie Munson stood before him decked out in a 'I heart Green Day' shirt. He also looked like it was taking every ounce of self control not to rip it off his body like it burned.

"Finally come around on the punk scene, Munson?" Gareth chortled. Eddie threw a fry at his face.

"Shut your trap, I need to find Steve before one of the gremlins sees me in this, they're too impressionable." He muttered, taking a seat as he looked around the bar.

"If this is a Steve thing you can stop anyway man, he admitted he doesn't really like them that much. It's kind of weird I mean, who lies about being into something to get someone to like them?"

"Dude, I spent the whole summer eating ice cream as a lactose intolerant person because Steve worked at Scoops Ahoy. He was just trying to find something for you to be friends about." Eddie shot him an unimpressed look, which Gareth thought was a bit high-and-mighty considering he just admitted to basically poisoning himself on a weekly basis for a guy he'd thought was straight at the time.

"Why exactly?"

"I don't know, Steve likes being close to people? He's basically besties with his ex girlfriend, man. Why are you so adamant he can't be yours?" Gareth considered this.

He remembered when Eddie had first told the band he was dating Steve Harrington. They'd all thought he was kidding, but there he was at their next rehearsal, cheering them on and spending his breaks holding Eddie's hand.

Gareth thought maybe it was a joke to Steve. Messing with the guy who likes men by making him think he has a shot with the former prom king. He thought it would end with Eddie in tears, and that had probably made him a bit more defensive than he needed to be. Maybe there was a small part of him, no matter how great Steve seemed, that still believed the guy was setting his best friend up for heartbreak.

"Look, I get that you might have reservations about him. But all I'm saying is- and I've got about a dozen preschoolers and multiple full grown adults that would back me up- Steve Harrington is a pretty great friend to have. So if he offers you friendship, you should take it." Eddie snatched a handful of fries as he got up, leaving Gareth alone at the bar.

Steve was half way out the door, wearing nothing but Eddie's Dio vest and grey sweatpants when he saw Eddie. He was standing in front of him, eyeing Steve like a starved man presented with a stake. Steve guessed he probably had a similar look, smiling at the Green Day shirt the man was wearing.

"Oh my god take your pants off." Eddie basically growled, slamming the front door to Steve's house shut as he stalked towards him. He pulled Steve into a ferocious kiss, hands quickly travelling down to his ass.

"Leave the shirt on." Steve gasped out. Eddie let out a muffled groan into his neck. They ran to the bedroom, loosing the vest and both of their pants on the way.

"Steve? You home, man?" Gareth heard a loud noise inside, followed by hopping, then Steve opened the door slightly. He was sweaty and shirtless, and his hair was a mess. He'd probably just been working out or whatever jocks did in their spare time.

"Listen, I'm sorry about what I said at the bar. You're a cool guy, I'd like for us to be friends, really. I even thought of something we could bond over; haircare. I've actually been meaning to ask you for some tips anyway." He admitted. Steve beamed, Gareth was almost scared the incredibly sweaty man was about to pull him into a hug. He didn't, he just kept smiling.

"That's real nice for you two, maybe next he'll ask you to prom!" Eddie's voice rang out from somewhere behind the door. Steve flushed a little and hushed him. Gareth was kind of confused as to why Eddie voice sounded so coarse and breathless, he didn't think Eddie had ever voluntarily exercised in his life.

"I would really like that, Gareth. I'll tell you everything you need to know, come by anytime. Except right now." He smiled again before slamming the door. Gareth heard more noises inside, wondering what the fuck they were up to until he heard a loud moan. Oh God, Gareth started running.

Still, he couldn't help but smile. It was always nice to make more friends.

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steveshairychest · 1 year

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It's raining.

Eddie leans his forehead against his bedroom window and sighs. It's raining on Valentine's Day; his first Valentine's Day with a date. He knows that there are plenty of things they can do inside to avoid the heavy downpour of rain, but he'd had a plan! He'd even told Steve not to worry about anything because he had everything sorted out. Now, he has nothing.

He'd spent the entire day yesterday making perfectly cut triangle sandwiches, chocolate dipped strawberries, and a heap more of Steve's favourite snacks for a picnic. He was going to spread his favourite blanket out right on the spot where they had their first kiss at skull rock and he was going to tell Steve he loved him. Because Valentine's day felt like the perfect time to say it. The words have been perched behind his lips for weeks, but he was afraid every moment he wanted to say it was too soon. So he's waited.

And now the day has been ruined by rain.

Steve doesn't seem to mind the rain. He knocks on the front door of the trailer and greets Eddie with a beaming smile even though he's saturated from head to toe. He's wearing that ridiculously bright yellow sweater and a pair of jeans that Eddie ripped at the knees for him; it's crazy how good he looks even though he's drenched.

Steve runs a hand through his wet hair to pull it off his forehead. Eddie wants to lean forward and plant a kiss on the exposed skin. "Are you going to let me in?" Steve laughs while wiping water out of his eyes.

"Shit, sorry, get in here." Eddie smacks a quick kiss to Steve's wet cheek before running off to get him a towel and a fresh change of clothes. He'll admit he loves any excuse to see Steve in his clothes. He ignores the pile of Steve's clothes in his cupboard and pulls out an old band shirt and shorts for Steve; seeing Steve's thighs will cheer him up.

Once Steve's all dry and bundled up in Eddie's clothes, they sit on the couch as close as possible and just bask in the joy that comes from being in each other's presence. If Steve notices the permanent pout on Eddies face, he doesn't mention it. He does, however, poke Eddie in the side and ask, "What's the basket for?" He nods towards the picnic basket he'd borrowed from Nancy that sits by the front door, all packed and ready to go nowhere because of the rain.

Eddie groans and buries his face in Steve's shoulder; he sighs and tries to drown himself in Steve's signature smell of cinnamon and apples. "I had such a stupidly romantic idea for a picnic date, but the rain has ruined it. I was gonna take you to the movies instead."

Steve rests his cheek against the top of Eddie's frizzy hair – the rain makes his hair have a mind of its own – and hums thoughtfully. "We can still have a picnic."

"I don't want soggy sandwiches and wet clothes." Eddie whines.

"You won't have any of that. Get up. Go grab your picnic blanket." Eddie has no idea what Steve has in mind, but he's not going to deny Steve on Valentine's Day. If Steve wants to go outside and eat food in the rain, then fuck it, he'll do just that to see his boy smile.

Eddie drags the old picnic blanket out of the bag he packed for their date, there's also other items in the bag that he puts back in his bedside drawer. Later, he tells himself. "OK, love, what now?" Eddie comes out of his room with the blanket wrapped around him but he stops just outside his doorway and watches with curious eyes as Steve rearranges the small lounge room. "What... are you doing?"

Steve stands in the middle of the lounge room and holds his arms out wide. "We're having a picnic, obviously." He steps into Eddie's space, plants a kiss to his lips and slowly unwraps the blanket. "I'm sorry we can't do it the way you originally planned, but this will still be fun. You set it up exactly how you want while I run out to the car to get your present. Sound good?"

Eddie wants to cry. He wants to kiss Steve's smiling face and thank him for being the best boyfriend in the world because Eddie hadn't even considered a picnic inside. He was fully intending to mope around and cuddle. Steve really is Eddie's better half. "Sounds great. Go get my present while the rain isn't torrential." He gives Steve's ass a cheeky smack before focusing on the task at hand.

Making the perfect indoor picnic.

Steve shuffles back into the trailer just as Eddie is spreading out all the food on the blanket and pouring them both a glass of wine – he doesn't even like wine, he just thinks it looks romantic. "You're just in time! Come sit – " He freezes when he sees the present wrapped up in Steve's arms. "Shup up. You did not."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Eddie."

Eddie doesn't even realise he's crying until Steve gently passes over the small bundled up present and places it in Eddie's arms. Steve sits down next to him on the picnic blanket and kisses away the happy tears that stain his cheeks. "I spoke to Wayne already. He said it's completely fine for the little guy to stay here. He's been having sleepovers at mine and Robin's for the past week."

Eddie smiles down at the black kitten in his arms and tries not to sob too loud in case he frightens the poor thing. He's always wanted a cat, and he's said as much to Steve, but to actually have one in his arms is overwhelming. He doesn't care that his picnic idea was changed, doesn't care that he's getting snot all over Steve's (his) shirt as he cries into his shoulder. "Thank you so much. He's perfect. You're perfect. I love you so much. I'm so happy."

Steve pulls away slightly, his eyes wide and his mouth open in surprise as he whispers, "You love me?" He's crying now and it's not exactly how Eddie expected his grand Valentine's Day plan to go but he wouldn't change it for the world.

Eddie places the kitten down in his lap and cups Steve's face in his hands. "Steve, I'm so in love with you it's disgusting. I made chocolate dipped strawberries! And cut watermelon into little hearts!" They're both laughing and crying now and Eddie wants nothing more than to freeze time and stay right here with Steve, he never wants to stop seeing that gorgeous smile.

"I love you."

Steve pulls him into a kiss, mindful of the kitten now exploring around their indoor picnic, and whispers against Eddie's lips, "I love you more."

#HAPPY LATE VALENTINE'S DAY I GUESS #steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #st4 vol2 #steveddie #stranger things s4 #WROTE THIS AT WORK SO IM NOT SUPER HAPPY WITH IT BUT ANYWAYS HERE U GO

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thapunqueen · 2 months

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umm bartender, these 2 fuckers are getting their BOOTS in my DRI- AND NOW ONE OF THEM JUST FELL IN..IS HE STUPID????

#happy valentines day !!! ignore im a day late..aheem aheem #yeah i chew the hell out of my straw im autistic what did you expect...#craig boone #courier six #selfship #self insert #whiskeycoke #fallout #fnv #fallout fanart #new vegas #courier 6 #fallout new vegas #this was actually 1 of the most fun pieces ive done in a while

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bleubeurre · 2 months

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#im late but im here #happy valentine’s day guys #heart goes badum badum #tintin #captain haddock #haddotin

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fujimousee · 2 months

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happy valentines...be whoo you aaareee❤️ i guess...

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eggsdrawings · 1 year

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heart eyes

#bnha #mha #kiribaku #krbk #eijirou kirishima #katsuki bakugou #i think we deserve pining kirishima every now and again #im posting this and not double checking rhe lighting i dont care no more LOLLL #happy late valentines day guys #eggsdrawings

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valentjin · 3 months

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if you think the person in the above image could, nay, should be you (or an oc), perhaps you'll be interested in

Val's Valentine's Sketches (for Raphael Enjoyers™)

what better way to get into the Valentine's spirit than covering the devil we know (and love) with kisses? these are priced at $20 USD a pop because they are meant to be quick and fun and affordable. ily

So don't delay! Smooch that devil NOW by filling out the request form here: >>FORM<< (the form is closed for now, but feel free to DM me if you would still like one!)

Below are some examples of completed sketches! thank you @raphaels-little-beast for letting me borrow the lovely Dirge to show that I can draw dragonborn too!

#raphael #raphael bg3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #valentines ych #ych commission #happy valentines day to raphael enjoyers ONLY!!! /j #nah... rly i just love drawing people's ocs :)#throwing this out onto the internet at a random late-night hour fuck it we bhall let's gooo #it will be super awkward if nobody wants one but hey. you never know. im having fun anyway #my art #mine

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saltyfryz · 1 year

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IM HEEERE!!

#fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf #sun/moon x y/n #happy valentine's day #IM LATE IK-#wcpgw au #my art

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apencilandpen · 2 months

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a truth so loud you can't ignore

#happy valentines day a day late #once again: ships that make me lose it #i fucking love them so much #also like this one was hard and im really proud of it #song reference: youth - troye sivan #malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #theyre neither books nor shadowhunters but a space between called: my brain #the mortal instruments #just my two cents #my stuff #my post #digital scrapbook #my art #digital sketchbook #artists on tumblr

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sophapop · 1 month

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Happy White Day!! 🤍🕊️

#im posting this a day late i kno i was tired wahhh #Oh my goodness have not posted since Valentine's Day thats CRAZYYYY #but perfect timing nonetheless hehehe #I've been in a funk of just existing and having art block orgh but heyyyyyy there's always a better day than the last #happy white day #white day #professor layton #pl #prof layton #layton series #professor layton and the unwound future #unwound future #clive dove #marie baptiste #clarie #oc x canon #traditional drawing #my art #my stuff

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jovenshires · 2 months

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tommy and spencer spend valentine's day together - in every universe.

#spommy #fic #fic*#rpf #shipping #mine*#katie writes #well. happy valentines day legends LKDNKFNFLK im late but this will be updating over the course of the next day(s)#(hopefully day but who knows sometimes these bitches wont talk to me)#theatre au #botbau

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sunflawyer · 2 months

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MAKING VDAY CARDS IS ACTUALLY SO FUN THANK YOU MIA @bizarrescribblez FOR THE INSPIRATION..... 💞💞💞💞💞

#🐤mayo's diary #mayo.txt #im actually making some of them right now ITS GENUINELY SO SO FUN IM SO HAPPY #jumps around in glee and delight HOPEFULLY IM NOT LATE FOR IT THOUGH???? CUS ITS ALREADY THE 15TH HERE.......#HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE 💝

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pyritesdumpster · 2 months

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💘 HAPPY DAY OF LOVE 💘

I presented you Shadow Freddy x (redesign/re-imagined) Pete

Originally I planned on something more “romantic” & loud but decided go for more quiet private moment instead.

Context: (Both shadow freddy = out of commission Fredbear/old freddy model theory & shadow has powers theory apply, post events of “farewell”) Somehow some of shadow original body parts are located Silly Pete’s (looking at you “Dad”) therefore giving the bear access to the location, while the bear is admittedly keeps out of sight from humans he doesn’t mind much for local residents in the restaurant but usually keeps himself at arms length with them. Except for Pete (smoking buddies!) they seem the most to have in common and shadow provides Pete free labor by dealing with any unwanted pest (pest control is expensive!). Valentine’s day arrives, so does the customers. Pete pulls himself aside into a dim closet, ridding his stage persona for a few moments. Shadow Freddy forms from darkness that covers the cramped room, but all you would be able to see of him was his glowing Cheshire cat smile alongside his peculiar looking pupils. He eagerly holds a box of cigarettes with the intention to light them. Immediately though he held back his excitement at the sight of the weeping opossum, he cocks his head at an angle trying to understand what’s in front of him. Pete told shadow as soon as he materialized to buzz off, it was already childish enough for him to cry during business hours (at all) but to do it in front of another was down right pathetic, he was better than that, he buried his head into his palms in defeat.Shadow stood there idly unsure what to do, sure he used to the feeling of dreary in fact he thrived off it! But Pete was someone he grown a accustomed to, something to look forward too, something to step out of the comforting darkness… it felt wrong, he felt wrong to indulge in the opossum’s misery. Admittedly Shadow wasn’t to kin of expressing comfort… or anything really (other than usual violence & hatred) it was unknown to him.Disintegrating the box cigarettes into shadows he clasp his paws together try to come up with something -zzzzz- it was the sound of magic running just beneath his ‘’skin’’, idea sparked in his head , he tighten his grasp in hopes he can spark it into a flame. Light. White light flicker in his paws, it had a fuzzy feeling but lack any warmth or noticeable weight. Opening up his hands the light bloomed like a summer flower.Shadow drew his paws closer to Pete hoping it will draw his attention enough to stop weeping and did just that. Light creeped between the fingers of Pete’s hands, curious struck and he lifted his head to see, its a star? A star in the palms of Shadow Freddy ??? That can’t be possible, right? if he recall correctly the humans describe stars to be miles and miles away, something unreachable but here he was standing only a few inches away from one. He stared intently at it trying to understand it but no use. Maybe that why stars are unattainable, they withhold info we cannot decipher, but we can admire & wish upon their unattainable forms can’t we?

(Ahhhh this cringe im sorry! I didn’t really know how to end it)

Bonus cuts:

#ask goldie anything #grawolfquinn #fnaf #shadow freddy #silly pete #happy valentine's day #please ask about them i wanna yap some more #sorry for the late post #im a slow ass writer

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