#maybe this will help
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"You look stupid as all hell right now."
"You look stupid as all hell right now," Mike snorted as he watched Robin touch up Steve's eyeliner, "You know that right?"
"It's called romance, you ass," Steve hissed, flipping him off while dutifully keeping his head still, "Who invited you anyway?"
"Your better half."
Steve rolled his eyes but he didn't correct him. He was right anyway, "Isn't it a school night? Are you allowed to be out this late? What would your mom think, knowing you were wasting your precious brain power on Halloween parties-"
"I'm in college you fucking dick!"
That struck a nerve. Steve smirked, good. The little shit deserved it.
"And done!" Robin announced before either of them could throw anymore insults, "I think you look good, way sexier than Tim Curry, for sure. Mike come with me to go get Nancy for a second opinion. You obviously can't be trusted."
Mike huffed, mumbling something under his breath before both of them left the room. Steve was pretty damn sure Eddie had sent him in as a spy because despite all of his reassurances, he still didn't believe that Steve was going to follow through on this stupid costume. But here he was, adjusting his fish net stockings while examining himself in the mirror.
He looked...decent. Which was better than he had been expecting. The make-up wasn't as cartoonish as the movie, something that he hoped Eddie would appreciate. In all honesty, Steve was going to take no criticisms for how he put the whole thing together, Eddie was lucky it was happening at all. Not that he would but still. Though if Steve had to guess, Eddie was going to be a fan. He better fucking be a fan, considering how he'd been asking for this forever.
They'd been together five years. Five fantastic, wonderful years. And four Halloweens with Steve laughing in his face whenever he brought up the Rocky Horror Picture show as costume inspiration. But this year...Steve didn't know. Eddie had just looked...extra desperate this time, needy in a way that Steve just couldn't say no to.
So now here he was, moments away from going downstairs to entertain all of their new and old friends for hours on end, all while wearing a corset.
The things he did for love.
"Knock, knock," Eddie's voice called from the other side of the door, like he could just smell that Steve was alone, "You decent in there Stevie?"
"Not exactly?" Steve called back, still frowning in the mirror, "But you can come in. Just lock it behind you."
Steve didn't look up when Eddie waltzed in, but he did hear his little sharp intake of breath.
"Holy shit," Eddie mumbled, bordering on a whimper as he came up behind Steve. He wrapped his arms around his waist, locking eyes with him through the mirror, "You look..."
"Stupid as hell?" Steve answered for him, smiling a little at how flushed Eddie's face already was. Damn, maybe this thing wasn't that bad after all if it could make him look like that.
Eddie shook his head, swallowing once before breathing out, "I was going to say beautiful. Gorgeous. Breath-taking. Extremely attractive-"
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Steve laughed, turning around in his arms. He wrapped them around Eddie's neck, pulling him down for a quick kiss, "I'm glad you like it so much. In fact, I'll even let you take it off later tonight."
Steve thought that would have been a good deal, but it made Eddie frown, "Later? But we can-"
"We can what?" Steve interrupted, "Have sex with all of our adopted children downstairs waiting for us? I don't think so."
But Eddie wasn't done begging. He was even starting to bring out the wet, puppy dog eyes, the manipulative little shit, "B-But I can be quick. I can fix your make-up after. I can-"
"Nope," Steve laughed, pulling away from him with a little smirk, "You made your bed. Now lie in it."
Eddie nearly looked like he was gonna cry, the little drama queen, "I...I didn't think this through, did I?"
Steve grinned, leaning up to kiss his cheek before going to the door. He looked back at him, his smile getting a little bigger at the desperate look on his face.
Maybe he did look like an idiot in the bizarre get-up, but Steve didn't care. Not when it had Eddie rushing to follow him out.
#steddie#steddie ficlet#silly steddie#so so silly#ask games#and ty for the ask!#I am feeling some type of way about my writing lately#Need to do something#idk what#maybe this will help#slowly making my way through~#if you sent one it will be answered!#eventually!
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starter call?
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help me pls
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I Wrote This On a Thursday Drabble?
“Do more!”
It isn’t a request, it’s a demand. It’s a threat, it’s a plea, it’s desperation thinly veiled as weariness.
It’s love and an immeasurable amount of grief in the tired hands of Eddie, who spent as long as time would allow, trying to keep Buck alive.
It’s terror, it’s anguish.
It’s the question of, “what if?” What if he doesn’t make it? What if, despite doing more, he dies in the sterile operating room alone. Without Maddie, without Bobby, without Eddie?
It’s the trauma of having loved and lost once before and the feelings bubbling below the surface as he may lose again.
Eddie’s lip trembles. If Buck dies now and Shannon’s already dead, what’s the point in anything? When can they call time of death on Eddie’s beating heart? When can they lay him to rest?
He’s catapulted back to when Shannon was in the ambulance, breaths away from dying. How he didn’t do anything to help her. He couldn’t. He was frozen, still, and watched her die while his friends worked tirelessly to save her.
She was dead before they’d left the scene.
Eddie has felt lost and guilty over how it ended every waking moment since that day. Today, with Buck, he wasn’t going to make the same mistake. He wasn’t going to give Death the satisfaction of taking another person he loves away from him.
His own hands were scarred from the lightning, branded with intricate and delicate patterns throughout his palms and fingers. And still, in spite of the pain, he’d pushed through it to save Buck’s life.
He’d breathe life into him if that’s what it took.
When he takes his gloves off and assesses his hand, he swears he sees a small heart embedded in his palm by way of the Lichtenberg scars.
God, if anything was going to save Buck, please let it be Eddie’s love.
#idk#I have been woefully uninspired to write lately#maybe this will help#instead of the 28 WIPs?#Buddie#buck x Eddie#eddie diaz#evan buckley#season 6
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might create a whole fucking word doc on qcharlie idk im feeling insane about him. maybe a powerpoint.
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You are a being of your own creation.
You are endlessly creating countless works of art that are your life, whether you know it or not.
And though sometimes your piece may be in greys and blacks and blues, that will never mean it is deviod of meaning in the slightest. It is still a work in the collection of the most priceless.
And never think that you need to be worthy to create such a piece. An artistic talent or mind is not needed to design the most valuable work of art:
You
#maybe this will help#hope it does#recognize the wonderfully flawed beauty of yourself#and love it#cling gets possessed by a dead poet#poetry
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Make me Write tag
I was tagged by @little-peril-stories, thanks for tag, Kate <3
I am in no way going to guarantee writing on said work, but I will at least open and stare at whatever doc wins the poll LOL
I'll leave this an Open Tag <3
#who knows#maybe this will help#or maybe the pda will kick in and i'll choose the losing option 😂#going to attempt to address some tag games today#been putting those things off too long and they're piling up XD#writeblr#polls#starlit plays tag games
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wip game 💌
thank you for the tags @ugh-yoongi & @violetsiren90 ❤️
rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. let people send you an ask with any titles that most intrigue them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.
the fics:
with the band
3 loves (new home, break me like a promise, there all along)
smau??
when you finally see it
i dare you
shahtb
red flags
flavors of love
can’t run away
mtdbu
once upon a summer
about last night
misbehave
middle of the night
i’m pretty sure that’s not all of them but it covers them all somehow 🫣 so i also don’t think i can tag that many people but here goes.
tagging (feel free to ignore): @seungkwansphd @playmetheclassics @kthpurplesyou @hobeemin @shuadotcom @seokgyuu @wonwussy @bitchlessdino and anyone else that would like to 💕
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I'll write 100 words for each vote!
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drawings of various claymore characters please cure my art block
#doodles#claymore#it's about that time that I'm getting the urge to reread the manga#still only two volumes away from a complete collection#hhhhrgh only one of those two rn was available for me to order at work#hooo boy i am trying to get Back Into Drawing regularly#maybe this will help#also realized i drew pretty much anyone EXCEPT clare#oops#ah well... this just means i gotta draw more of course u___u
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#ordered baby's first binder (its me im baby)#sad it had to be white so hopefully i can dye this thing#don't usually talk about this stuff bc idk what im doing tbh#flailing about in the gender pool like its a wave pool tbh#maybe this will help#or maybe i just bought a friend a binder#idk which we' ll see#is it trans if its just aiming to be andro?#idek
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Gwv3 misako one of those kitty gogurts and she LOVED it
Eyes almost closed, locking away
She was so happy
....definitely gonna use those treats when she wears her collar or for harness training
#she does not like EITHER of those. so....#maybe this will help#when she wears her harness she can wander in the backyard :)#and!! i can take her places in the kitty backpack
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deinstalled instagram
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Buddy and Vespa using mobility aids or other supports.
they’ve both fucked their bodies up with several decades of bad joint care, so now that they’re getting older (their 60s) it’s starting to catch up to them. Vespa finally convinces buddy to use a cane by finding one that is entirely encrusted in real gem stones and well. That certainly helps nudge her to use it.
Vespa meanwhile can dislocate every bone in her body, so if Nureyev thinks that he’s flexible, he ain’t seen anything yet. This means of course that Vespa is a master in compression gear and knee and elbow and shoulder braces. She may as well be keeping the future version of the ACE bandage company in business
#A burst of inspiration#I haven’t been thinking about them very much but I want to#Maybe this will help
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Trope bingo card because one-shots are fun!
#trope bingo#sudden writing slump#maybe this will help#quickly put together from most common tropes list#feel free to use
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Alright, I posted chapter 1 of a jatp wip I have on ao3 and I'm hoping that will motivate me to write chapter 2.
#julie and the phantoms#writer things#like i know kind of what i wanna do#like i have ideas#i just need to uhhh write them#maybe this will help#i dunno it's just like...#embarrassing to have wips that are just like hello here's one chapter it's been a year and i have nothing else written for this
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