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sachi · 1 month

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☆ Kirisame Marisa // Touhou Project ☆ Resin kit / 1/6 / Wondersmith ☆ Wonder Festival 2024 [Winter] ¥39,000 ☆ Sculpt PeiPei Paint Monshin Illustration Yogisya

#marisa kirisame #touhou #wondersmith #peipei #monshin #yogisya #garage kit #scale #this is the craziest thing ive ever seen in my life.#she belongs in a museum #100 #500

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fairyrona · 3 months

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when everything's made to be broken (i just want you to know who i am) by @hoteadepresso pt 1

‘Stop.’ Will forced out, shaking his head in disbelief, hurt painting his features ‘Mike, that’s not funny. It’s mean.’ He thought he was joking. Mike was throwing his bleeding heart onto his floor, and he thought it was some sort of a prank. Fuck. ‘You really think I would joke about it?’ his voice sounded like it came from far away, weak and broken. His hand twitched, yearning to touch Will, to take his hand, to brush his fingertips against his warm skin for just one second even if that was all he could ever get.

late happy birthday present for Alex, the bestestest person out there!!!

a little bit of backstory; Once upon a time user @hoteadepresso wrote a fic (click here!!) (read it, its fucking amazing!!!!!!) which I immediately wanted to make fanart of, so, ofc it took me like, over a year to finish just this pt 1 <33

thus, the artstyle changes, which are a thing in this thing

#happy!!!! birthday!!!! cant wait to see u tomorrow xxxxxxxxxxxxx #byler #will byers #stranger things #mike wheeler #st5 #my art #byler fanart #will byers fanart #also this had long haired mike at first but #changes were made #also #a genuine question #to americans #HOW do your windows work #is it physically possible for mike to get himself into that room #bc i was basing this on the fact that mike is cat liquid #the biggest supernatural thing in this is mike getting on the garage roof of the steve's house and into that room #yeah #mike's hairy legs are a paid actor actually bc i dont think he could grow these #all the hair is on the head for this guy #oh and yes the byers are living with steve #bc #yes #forced proximity is the shit #HOWEVER #forced distance?????? the food of gods #oh and the next part is in the works #see you next march 6th maybe #if the quality gets absolutely wrecked im offing myself

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nicelytousled · 1 year

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Steve's House From Hell

I'm bastardising @mcmansionhell's carefully honed craft to make fun of Steve's house from Stranger Things. If you like making fun of far more ridiculous houses and learning about architecture along the way give them a follow!

The Harrington's house is actually in Atlana. 8253 Carlton Road, Riverdale to be specific. With that in mind, lets get into the epic highs and lows of this property.

FRONT EXTERIOR

Built in 1976 when Steve was the tender age of ten, this grey hunk of bricks boasts 4 beds, 5 baths, 2 acres of land, and of course the heated pool. These photos are a mix of shots from the show and pics taken when the property was last sold in 2009.

FOYER

There isn't physically a chandelier in the Harrington's foyer but spiritually there is.

MAIN ROOM

I think Steve's Plaid RoomTM was a set built separatley from the house? Unless that balcony bit has been renovated since 2009.

POOL ADMIRATION ROOM

Why this room has two giant empty doorframes into the main room I don't know. Otherwise it's kinda cosy!

A KITCHEN

I have no idea where this kitchen is in relation to any of the other rooms.

REAR EXTERIOR

(as someone who has zero garages I may have gotten emotional here)

I hope you enjoyed this foray into all the photos I could find of Steve's dumb rich people house! Worth an estimated $421,700 today, it's nowhere near the fanciest or most ridiculous McMansion out there. Nonetheless I hope this inspires you to include it's more nonsense features in your fics.

#stranger things #steve harrington #steddie #harringrove #cant tag all of steves fictional boyfriends but i know they all take the piss out of this place #robin is like steve you werent in the closet about your sexuality you were in the garage #mcmansion #netflix

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botanyshitposts · 7 months

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just had the most heartstoppingly terrifying hour of my life at work trying to fix the machine we use to water the stuff the plants grow on (am 24) (do not know why I am in charge of this) and listen. i fixed it but for a fleeting 10 minutes I thought I broke this expensive piece of lab equipment like ACTUALLY actually, for real. and like. i don’t really know what to take away from this because if I HADNT been able to fix it I would be like, just a reminder to stop while you’re ahead #realwinnersquit, but somehow I found the problem whilst creating more problems and then resolved all of them and now the machine is running like nothing happened. so

#yes I contacted the manufacturer (built by 4 guys out of a garage 2 hours from my workplace)#I STARTED by doing what they emailed me (one of many months of emails). and then things went awry #seedposting

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gallusrostromegalus · 1 year

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I'm searching for a cultural term that may or may not exist.

You know the practice of leaving something at a friend or family member's house when you leave so you'll "have to come back again", as a sort of good luck charm? Sometimes it's a flirting thing, but I'm thinking of the platonic version where it's kind of a "I can't say goodbye forever, I still need to get my pen back".

Is this a cultural practice or something endemic to my family, and does it have a name?

#this post brought to you by me leaving my garage door opener at my parent's #and my dad leaving his vest at my house #nothing bad can happen to either of us #we still need to go back for that thing #as a sort of good luck charm

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steddieas-shegoes · 1 year

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Steve was doing this for Robin.

He had to keep telling himself this. He could get through the day, the weekend, life, if he just kept repeating this to himself.

But an hour into their day, his pants ripped.

Not in a place it can be hidden, not a small one.

Right along his ass.

And because Robin insisted he’d be fine, he didn’t bring a bag with a change of clothes.

He could buy some, sure, if he wanted to spend $60 on special convention sweatpants that would be entirely too hot, unflattering, and ruin the costume Robin insisted he wear to match hers.

He was hiding in the bathroom currently, furiously texting Robin to let her know he was just going to stay there until it was time to leave.

She’d be mad at him, but she’d be more mad at herself for not letting him bring a change of clothes.

His pants weren’t even tight. Luke Skywalker doesn’t exactly wear tight clothes. He had no reason behind the rip other than the universe just hating him as much as possible.

Robin told him she would find someone to help, whatever that means, but he didn’t think that was possible without just buying new pants.

He stood in the corner of the continuously crowded bathroom, trying not to draw attention, but knowing it was incredibly odd to just stand in the corner of a public bathroom.

Ten minutes passed and a guy walked in with a backpack and a sign that says “Free Cosplay Repair” and Steve knew what Robin had done.

The man was pretty, and not dressed up, but seemed like he wished he was. Maybe it was difficult to repair if he was wearing some elaborate costume.

Steve didn’t know how this worked.

“Are you Steve?”

Steve nodded.

His voice was calming, and Steve instantly trusted him to fix the problem.

“Heard you’ve got a bit of a problem with the costume. Big or small?”

“Uh. Pretty big, man.”

“Ah. Tear along the ass, then. Happens all the time.”

He set his backpack down and started rummaging through the front pocket. When he pulled out a sewing kit, Steve realized he was going to have to get this fixed in a public bathroom with this very attractive man staring at and touching his ass for who knows how long.

“Um.”

“It’ll be better if you can take them off. I’ll be able to sew it much faster.”

Steve couldn’t just stand around in his boxers. That was not part of the plan or the agreement with Robin. People were coming and going from the bathroom at a rapid rate.

“Is there somewhere private we can go?”

“Awww, Stevie, feeling shy?”

Steve’s face was beet red. He was feeling a little shy, and being called out on it by a hot guy kind of made him think about being called out on other things in other ways and his brain was not doing well.

“My name’s Eddie. I come with my friend Chrissy to a bunch of these every year. We have a tent set up on the show floor for privacy, but you’d have to walk to it. I could walk behind you if you want?”

“Oh. Okay. Um. Sure.”

It was better than standing half naked in this bathroom.

So they left, and Eddie stayed right behind him, covering him from possible exposure to the growing crowd.

He would lean forward and direct him to the tent every few seconds, leaving goosebumps behind from how close he got to his ear to be heard.

When they arrived, Chrissy was finishing up with supergluing something to a mask. Eddie touched her shoulder and whispered something to her. She rolled her eyes and smiled at him before turning back to the person she was helping.

Eddie nudged Steve into their tent.

“Alright, shouldn’t take too long. Take them off, Luke.”

Steve rolled his eyes but followed directions. The faster this was done, the faster he could get back to Robin, who was probably so deep into the crowd by now that he’d never find her anyways.

Maybe he should just stay here. Learn to sew. Become a part of their traveling repair team.

They seemed nice enough.

Eddie got started immediately, and Steve was grateful for the privacy the tent provided. He sat down on a stool they had set up in the corner and put his hands in his lap, covering as much of himself as he could. He was definitely not confident in this place.

He’d embraced that he liked some nerdy things. He was fine with it.

But he was way out of his element here.

“You come to these a lot?”

“No. Just supporting my friend.”

“Explains not being as prepared as the pros.”

“I did try to be. My friend said I’d be fine. Don’t know why I listened to her.”

Eddie snorted. “She a friend or a…friend?”

Steve laughed so loudly, Eddie jumped. “Sorry. She’s very much not straight and I am very much not interested.”

“Is she Leia?”

“Yeah.”

“Everyone will assume you’re together, you know?”

“Yeah, well. She said I had to and I owed her.”

“Must’ve done you a big favor.”

“You could say that.”

Eddie’s hands were moving quickly, and Steve couldn’t help watching in amazement.

“How long have you been doing this?”

“What? Sewing? Or conventions?”

“Both.”

Eddie smiled while he worked.

“Sewing since I was 11. I was in charge of fixing my and my uncle’s clothes since we couldn’t really afford new ones unless I outgrew them. Then in high school I did costumes for drama and cheerleaders. That’s how I met Chrissy. She was a secret nerd so she took me to a convention and I saw too many people crying over broken and torn cosplays so I started doing this.”

“For free?”

“Yeah. I already had most of the supplies on hand and I’m not using them all so why not?”

“That’s really…kind.”

He saw Eddie’s cheeks blush, but he didn’t comment.

Maybe he’d gain some upper hand here despite being half naked in a tent with a stranger.

“It’s not a big deal.”

“It kind of is, man. Just take the compliment. It’s really selfless.”

“Okay. Yeah. I guess. Thanks.”

They settled into a comfortable silence and Steve really took in the tent. There were things hanging up that he vaguely recognized as D&D monsters from Dustin’s room.

“Hey, the kid I babysit is into that.”

“What?”

“The dungeons game.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! I think he even has that exact print in his room.”

“No shit? I made these. I have an Etsy shop.”

“You’re kidding. He’s gonna freak out that I met you.”

“Well, shit. Take one for him.”

“Oh, I couldn’t do that.”

“Yeah you could. I’m not letting you leave until you do.”

Steve felt his heart flutter.

Dustin was like his little brother and he loved him so much. Any time someone did something kind for him, it melted his heart.

He didn’t have time for feelings for a stranger.

Not at a convention where he was the outcast.

“I guess if you insist.”

“I do.”

Steve was a fucking mess. Emotionally, he was the type to get really attached really quickly. It’s why all of his relationships ended within weeks. He was ready to be completely committed and they never were. He fell hard and fast for anyone who showed him even a tiny bit of interest.

He had to get out of this tent.

“I’m not rushing you, but how much longer?”

“I’m almost done. Few more minutes. Doing okay?”

“Yeah. Just wanna find Robin.”

“Text her to meet you here. She knows where it is.”

“How would she know that?”

“I’ve met her a few times at other conventions and she always stops by to say hello.”

Robin knew this guy?

Suddenly, he realized what was going on.

She was setting him up.

“Take your time. She can wait.”

Eddie slowed his hands and looked up at Steve.

“Uh. Okay.”

“She’s a traitor who did this to me on purpose.”

“Ripped your pants?”

“Yes.”

Eddie stopped what he was doing completely.

“She ripped your pants on purpose? How would she have done that?”

“She pulled a seam out or something.”

“Why would she do that?”

“Because she’s trying to set us up.”

“Us?!”

“Yep. Sorry. I promise I don’t expect anything. She just does this sometimes. Thinks I’m lonely or whatever.”

Eddie searched his face for a minute, then looked back down at his work.

“Are you?”

“Am I what?”

“Lonely.”

Well, yeah. Robin didn’t get the assumption from nowhere. But he didn’t really want to admit that to a stranger.

“Yeah, I guess.”

Apparently, he was going to anyways.

“Hm.”

“Hm?”

“Mhm.”

Steve huffed out a breath.

Eddie stood suddenly and came over to Steve, pushing his shoulder back and his legs apart so he could fit between them.

Eddie’s hand cupped his chin, pulling it up so he could look at him.

Steve gulped.

He was feeling more than vulnerable at this point and wasn’t sure what to do about it.

“Your friend must really love you to want to make sure you aren’t lonely.”

“Um. Yeah.”

“You know, I’m taking a lunch break in about an hour if you wanna hang around. I could use some company.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. One condition though.”

“What’s that?”

“You take the pants off again.”

Steve laughed and Eddie couldn’t help the smile he aimed down at him.

“You want me to eat in just my boxers?”

“Well, not just your boxers. That’ll be later at the hotel.”

God, this guy was good. Smoother than Steve’s ever been and he was known for his charming nature for years.

“You think I’ll come back to your hotel?”

“I know you will.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I only temporarily fixed these pants. The stuff you need is back at my room.”

“What if I don’t care about the pants?”

“All the more reason to leave them off when you come to my room.”

They smiled at each other.

Steve felt brave. He felt a little ridiculous. Most of all, he felt like he couldn’t pass up the opportunity literally staring him in the face.

He leaned up a bit more and waited for Eddie to lean down.

When their lips met, Steve knew he was completely fucked.

Robin had fucked him over and he’d never been so grateful.

#steddie #Steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #tumblr drabbles #inspired by the amazing people who walk around conventions fixing cosplay for free #and inspired by people like me who don’t have a clue what they’re doing but just there for the ride #I wrote this in my car in a parking garage in Orlando lmao #sorry for typos or if it feels ridiculous and rushed #it’s because it is

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pastafossa · 1 month

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It is the night before the event where I'll have a lil table and this past week has been an insane amount of carving and painting, and for the first time in what feels like my entire life, I'm actually??? Done??? with my projects instead of still putting on the finishing touches at like 2AM the night before the event??? WHO AM I

Anyway I have about 10 carvings but perhaps most importantly, I figured I'd show you FULLY PAINTED, FULLY FINISHED, BIG BOOTY MOTHMAN.

Fam thinks he'll be first one that'll get bought tomorrow. We'll see! He's my first lil mothman and I started carving him on a whim like 8 years ago ago but never finished him cause I thought he would turn out dumb. BUT I LOVE HIM! Let that be a lesson to never judge an art piece when it's only half done. 🤣

#mothman #whittling #we'll see how things sell tomorrow #i'm mostly clearing space like a garage sale of stuff i've made #gotta make room for NEW CARVINGS #but if it sells better than i thought... well #we'll see

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nerdyvocals · 1 year

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Something I need to see in season 2: at least one full episode of Nancy being the best ally and coming up with increasingly batshit excuses for why Cynthia and Lydia keep disappearing together until Cynthia is ready to tell the other Pink Ladies

#or why Cynthia keeps showing up with bruises on her neck #(of course they’re not hickeys Jane)#(she works in a garage when is she not covered in bruises)#for now I will just add this to the list of things I’ll be writing in the coming weeks #rotpl spoilers #cynthia and lydia #cynthia x lydia #grease rise of the pink ladies #rise of the pink ladies #lesbian thespians #nancy nakagawa #cynthia zdunowski #lydia rotpl #lynthia

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rockethorse · 2 months

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Mid-Century Burst | CC-Free

A tricky little shell challenge that you can get some use out of too! Tried to dig into some 70s inspo for the exterior on this one. This is 2 bed, 1 bath, fully-furnished and CC-free. Because of the limited size of the main shell, I added a detached garage with an apartment on top, which adds +1 studio bedroom and +1 bathroom.

The TS4 shell challenge I used for this lot was called "BubbleShell3" on the gallery from the ID "bubblesisgaming". I'm also playing around with using random palette generators for room inspo, this time from ColorHunt. It's been fun and I recommend using it to get out of your comfort zone!

Download Mid-Century Burst @ SFS

#ts2 #sims 2 cc free #sims 2 lot #sims 2 maxis match #Calcinidae Bay #rockethorse lots #the shell turned out to be exactly 10x10 tiles which is so frustrating (but in a good way)#bc you FEEL like you should be able to fit it on a 1x1 lot with the lot adjuster. But you can't. It cannae happen #so you're forced to add a FULL 10 tiles on both sides of the lot. but it made me play around with that extra space more than I would've #and I like the garage & granny flat and shed and outdoor areas I added!#kicking my feet and writing 'shell challenges' in a big heart in my diary with glitter pen #also the randomly-generated colour palette thing is sooo interesting and challenging with a CC-free game #because at every stage there's a point where you're like 'there just isn't any way I'm gonna find swatches that match this'#and then you inevitably find ONE thing that pulls it all together and it's sooo satisfying and it ends up looking so different from my usua

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aroadside-attraction · 1 year

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“Steve Harrington is a groupie! Steve Harrington is their merch girl! Steve Harrington is a roadie!”

Incorrect. Steve Harrington is the band mom and the sound queen.

In his duties as band mom, he has the guys over the morning after a gig and cooks them all breakfast. His place quickly becomes the place for post gig/practice dinners bc Steve is always willing to open his home to these guys who make Eddie so happy to be around. And yeah, he helps lug some equipment in and out of their practice space and their gigs, but he’s also handing out set lists and keeping his eye on the guys to make sure they have water up there with them. He’s done this since before he and Eddie officially got together.

The sound queen thing came.. slower. It took him a while to get used to the style of music the guys played, to understand who played what lead and what a lead even meant. Music was never really his thing, it was just background to the parties and the hookups, until he began hanging around Eddie. He slowly developed opinions on how the band sounded, felt the feedback grind his gears one too many times before, after practice one day, he tentatively approached Eddie and suggested maybe he could turn the gain down on his mic, just a little bit, on that third song, let that cool thing that Gareth’s doing shine through a bit more.

Eddie, of course, is thrilled that Steve Has Opinions on his music and is getting Actually Involved and encourages it all. He sets him up with their shitty sound board in the garage and let’s Steve experiment with the sound, the whole band giving pointers to Steve. He introduces Steve to the guy who runs the board at the Hideout, and Steve starts spending every show sitting back at the board, listening intently and watching the op’s fingers twitch over the minuscule adjustments to make the band sound just right.

And then they show up for a gig one night and the board op is sick. Like, really sick. And his back up is also sick. And Eddie, man, I’m sorry, but without an op, we can’t have a show. Maybe we can reschedule. And the guys are devastated. They’ve been working towards this one for months, they’re actually starting to get somewhere as a band. So Steve volunteers. He knows this board, he knows the way the guys like to sound, he knows the space. He can manage one show, right?

Naturally, it’s the best they’ve ever sounded. Eddie’s beaming with pride as Steve comes around the back after the show, a few groupies are hanging off the guys elbows, telling them how good they sounded, and hey, when’s the next show? There’s some people who have to be here the next time they play.

And that’s how Steve takes over sound entirely for the band. It ticks off some venues when they insist Steve be at the board, and sound checks take a little longer and require a bit more feedback when they move into new spaces, because Steve’s hearing is a little wonky, sometimes, after all of the knocks to the head, but he manages. Manages pretty well, until the guys have a manager and they’re playing venues bigger than Steve is really comfortable with and really, he knows nothing about recording audio so it’s okay that he’s not the one operating the board when they’re in the studio. But he is in the room, giving his opinions as Eddie smiles. Because, as band mom, Steve knows that Eddie’s got the lead on that first song, and Garett does that cool thing in the third that really should be brought to the front, and Jeff’s harmony in the sixth is a little strong, they’ll want to back off on that a bit and…

#Steve Harrington band mom my beloved #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #corroded coffin #yes I know about garage band life no I don’t know about the 80s

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