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synthesis-music · 8 months
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Crunchy.
Had to unsolder the crooks from the inner slide tubes and twist these out one at a time due to how stuck the slides were. Once I got them out it was clear why they refused to budge when I was hitting them with a stick. All this dried-out goop was acting like glue.
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didderd · 8 months
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should.. should i try drawing fell sans every day for a week leading up to his birthday? 👀
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lockaluu · 1 year
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anyways fuck Netflix for releasing Lockwood and co at one of the worst times
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softsnzstuff · 1 year
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A Little Helping Hand
Fandom: Stranger Things, Streamer AU
Summary: Robin has Eddie and Steve do the Not My Hands Challenge, only Steve has a cold
Notes: Thanks @dontfeeltoohot for bouncing this idea around with me!
CW: Contagion, non-intentional
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“Hi lovelies!! You asked and asked and asked and I finally convinced the boys to do the Not My Hands Makeup Challenge!”
Robin addressed the stream and gestured to Steve and Eddie who were next to her.
“I would be in bed right now, but Robs really wants to do this stream today…” Steve muttered, consonants slightly rounded.
“Oh come on, I know you’ve been looking forward to this all week.” Eddie playfully elbowed him and then addressed the stream. “Stevie’s got a cold. He’s just grumpy.”
Aww poor Steve
Such a trooper doing this anyways
You’re so cute Robin!
Robin laughed. “Well okay! Let’s set this up then?!”
Eddie sat down with his legs slightly spread, Steve sitting in between so he was in front of Eddie, blocking his view.
“So Steve is gonna put his arms behind his back…” Robin narrated.
Steve held up his hands and wiggled his fingers before putting both arms behind his back. Robin took some duct tape out and stuck it to Steve’s chest and started wrapping it around him.
“Well. I definitely can’t use my hands.” Steve grumbled.
“And Eddie here. He’s going to act as Steve’s hands!”
Eddie had his chest pressed up against Steve’s back and his arms were sticking out to the side.
Robin had them set up at her makeup table, the streaming camera in front of them. She had an array of makeup brushes, powders, foundations, and eyeliners splayed out on the table in front of Steve. He was eyeballing them all.
“This. SnFF Looks like a bad idea.” He sniffled.
Are they gonna even know what all those are for??
Eddie might actually do killer eyeliner…
Yeah but he can’t see???
Robin perched herself behind them on her bed. “Okay guys I’ll tell you what you’re going to do, and Eddie is gonna do it as best he can. Steve you can help tell him where things are I guess. Start with foundation.”
Eddie started slapping his hands along the counter trying to grab anything he could.
“No Eddie just snf wait a second. The foundation… maybe the bhehh back left cehh corner..?”
Oh fuck.
Eddie could feel Steve’s breath hitching. He loved his partner but god damn was he bad at covering. And his hands were literally tied. The last thing he wanted was for Steve to sneeze all over Robin’s things.
Eddie felt Steve’s chest expand as he inhaled. Without thinking, his reflexes kicked in and Eddie found himself using his own hands to cover Steve’s nose and mouth.
“HAESSSH!”
“EW!”
“ETSCHIEW! snfsnff ISSSSHuhEW!”
Eddie screamed as Steve continued to spray his hands with each cold ridden sneeze. “STEVE STOP!”
Robin’s jaw was on the floor and comments were pouring in while Steve sniffled helplessly.
EW EW EW OH MY GOD
Eddie NO!!!!!!!
I saw the spray ☠️☠️☠️
The pause was only momentary as Steve immediately started to hitch again. This time almost more desperately.
“Don’t you DARE!” Eddie grappled around for the collar of Steve’s own shirt, bringing it up towards his boyfriends face.
“H’itSCHhh!”
Eddie felt a damp spot form on part of his hand, so he shifted the shirt slightly, still trying to use it to shield himself.
“TszzIEW! H’aTSsuHEW!”
Stop he’s still going 😩
RIP headphone users
Someone step in maybe??
Fuck is he okay?
Steve sniffled thickly, clearly embarrassed.
Robin had gotten up quickly, grabbing the box of tissues off her nightstand and bringing them over to the boys. After quickly untaping Steve, she knelt down and handed him several tissues that he pressed to his nose.
Eddie stood up frantically, a disgusted look plastered on his face as he looked at his hands. He made a dramatic show of flicking his hands towards the floor with a snapping motion, trying to rid himself of the mess Steve had left.
The older man walked out the open bedroom door and into the bathroom and started washing his hands. Robin took Eddie’s spot and sat next to Steve, rubbing a hand up and down his back as he continued to fight against the tickle.
Are you okay Steve?
Didn’t get very far into the makeup challenge did they?
Steve looked at the comments coming in.
“I’m okay. That just happens when I’m sick. Sorry guys that was gross.”
As if on cue, Eddie walked back into the bedroom. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and his hands were still damp from washing them. He pointed dramatically at Steve.
“I swear to GOD Steven, if you get me sick…”
Steve snuffled again and lowered the tissues from his face. “I’m sorry I can’t help it!”
Robin put an arm around Steve and spoke to the viewers.
“Well that was an absolute train wreck! We didn’t even get to the makeup and I’m pretty sure the boys are never going to do that again.” She laughed.
“We’re gonna end the stream here but be sure to tune in tomorrow when Nancy and I play Smash Bros. And go give Eddie and Steve a follow as well!! Byeeeeeeee!”
*****
[Four Days Later]
Eddie’s slouched forward at his gamer desk, a blanket draped over his shoulders. His complexion is paler than normal and the tip of his nose is tinged pink. He had a plastic water bottle and a small bowl off to the side, barely in frame.
“Hey guys.” He said sluggishly, punctuated with a watery sniffle.
You look so tired :(
Are you sick?
No jam session today??
Eddie’s eyes slowly moved back and forth as he read the stream comments.
“Someone got me sick, so instead of the regularly scheduled program, we’re playing Animal Crossing and eating soup.”
Steve shouted from the next room, “I said I was sorry!!”
Eddie sat up and turned over his shoulder, “Sorry doesn’t kill germs, Steven!!”
The long haired man twisted himself so that his legs were dangling over the armrest of his chair. Hugging the blanket tighter to him, he quickly brought an arm up to his face.
“N’xxT! H’ixxTCHU! iiKSHTiew!”
Bless you!!
Poor guy sounds awful
Take it easy okay?
“Ughhhh fuck,” Eddie groaned, leaving his face in the crook of his elbow while he reached for a tissue, “I’b sorry guys. This is so disgusti’g.”
He replaced his arm with the tissue, blowing his nose a few times before leaning back against the chair and going back to the game.
He played for an hour or so before Steve finally came in and placed a gentle hand on Eddie’s blanketed shoulder.
“Hey, it’s time for your night time cold meds.” He held his hand out, dropping two green pills into Eddie’s hand.
“Thanks Steve.” Eddie looked up at him from where he was sat in the chair.
Steve leaned over and pressed a kiss to Eddie’s forehead before disappearing back to the living room.
“Kay guys I think that’s it for tonight. Once I take these, I’ll sleep for like…1-3 business days.” Eddie joked to the stream, “I’ll see you guys later!”
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sheylads · 11 months
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the guys
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closeups under le cut
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pixiedeadbeat · 1 year
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Publicity shot for The Monster that Challenged the World with Barbara Darrow, 1957.
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TROPED: Shadow And Bone
Are you a writer for the Shadow And Bone fandom? Are you excited for Season 2?! Are you interested in a challenging but totally unique fanfic writing competition? Then you've come to the right place! TROPED is hosting a special mini event for the S&B Fandom! Starting March 18th at 12:00am EST, TROPED will be hosting a two round mini event! Come join us and write some awesome fics!
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littleragondin · 2 years
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Dragon!Mangkorn and Tiger!Yai, inspired by a still of one of their photo shoots and @scarefox comment that Mos looked very dragon-y in it (he did).
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flythesail · 6 months
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I think a lot of what people were saying happened "too early" in s2 of shadow & bone was really the writers saying s3 is unlikely, so this is our chance to give everyone some of what would be to come :(
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biherbalwitch · 1 year
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"Know that I loved you, Aleksander. Know that it wasn't enough." Is actually an insane thing to hear from a parent. A MOTHER!! I will never mentally recover from this
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ablizmal · 4 months
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light yagami would eventually manipulate and convince everyone that juliette is emotionally unstable and should be put into a mental institution, and everyone on the taskforce would start to believe it because not only are they being manipulated, but also they would choke on light’s boots if they could.
he would for sure mix misogyny into his reasoning (EVEN THO I’M NOT A WOMAN??? OKAY TWINK BOY LOL) and would start it off “i didn’t want to say this, but…” even tho he LOVES the fact that he’s saying it :/
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hauntedpearl · 1 year
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this asshole cannot open his mouth and tell inej that she is his friend (forget about him being in love w her) but he will go out and put his entire life on the line for her (like. basically. use his share of the crow club as collateral.) truly an idiot <3
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mrcspectr · 2 years
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all right. recent discourse and also mine own brain sparked a terrible thought . sorry in advance (except… no .. im not ..) … if steven was born of Marc’s need to Get Away from his mother… what do you think caused Jake to appear as a second alter in Marc’s life ? is there a canon answer im unaware of atm ?? it’s hurting my whole soul to think about.. . although i have one (awful) teensy theory… maybe it was when Marc was going to …off himself.. at the base of Khonshu’s statue That Night and even just the thought of ending his own life could maybe be grounds for Jake’s existence? because.. i mean, Jake protects them, right ? even from themselves..
i was just hurting my own feelings enough that i absolutely had to come hurt yours abt it . cough. anyways here’s a spare hankie love if you need one . i’d lend you mine but it’s soaked bc im fucking sobbing over this . also im quitting my job to become your full time pre-published fic reader btw jsyk.
I truly believe that Jake would be born from Marc witnessing or experiencing something incredibly violent.
And violent could be a lot of things. The common theory is obviously Wendy's violence, and I've written about that before and still consider it a strong possibility. It would show how essential all three of them were for survival, and really reiterate the individual part they each played in it. Big fan of the whole idea of "we're all here because we were all needed."
What would really be interesting though, and this one has been absolutely doing an entire whirlwind in my brain lately, is that period of Marc being a soldier, a mercenary, and leading up to, as you said, his suicide attempt and pact with Khonshu. There's an entire world of possibilities there to explore. We could talk about his dishonorable discharge, and how that could've clouded his image of the military being an escape for him and his toxic relationship with authority. Or his PTSD, and how it's still not entirely sure at what point in his life it started to develop because all of it was violent. Marc has an entire relationship with violence in exchange for something else, whether that be money, or purpose, or the greater good, or even just as an ending. Jake could've come from any part of that.
Where he's at now, he wants to escape his own violence so completely that he was willing to die for it. He's willing to let Harrow live over it. But Jake doesn't, he won't, he can't. It would be so satisfying to see Marc come to terms with that through him, to discovering Jake and realizing what exactly he came from, and to finally understand what he needed to do to survive and to forgive himself for it.
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softsnzstuff · 1 year
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KB Valentines Challenge Day 1 - Familial Love
Went the route of J/onathan and J/oyce Byers since they seem to get a lot of love separate but not together. 🤍KB
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“Hey mom, do you know where my jacket is? I can’t find it.” Will asked as he finished sipping up his backpack.
Joyce paused washing the dishes to think, “Try El’s room, she might’ve borrowed it.”
“Thanks Mom!” Will started to pivot towards her room when she stopped him.
“Have you seen Jonathan this morning?”
Will shook his head and shrugged, trotting to El’s room while she tied on her shoes by the front door.
Well that was super unlike him. Her eldest was usually up earlier than the rest to get his own chores and work done before driving the kids to school, but neither of them had seen him since last night.
She turned off the kitchen sink and toweled off her hands as she made her way down the hall to Jonathan’s bedroom. She knocked gently before opening the door cautiously in case he was changing. When no sounds came, she opened the door to further investigate.
The lights were off and curtains still drawn. It vaguely smelled like marijuana but at this point, she was just thankful it wasn’t anything worse. She noted the mound under two quilts and furrowed her brow. Really unlike him to sleep in…
She sat down on the edge of the bed and rested a cool hand on his forehead and then on his cheek. The sudden change in temperature startled the 19 year old as he sat up in bed panicked.
“Easy, easy! It’s just mom.” Joyce smiled, cupping his cheek. “Are you feeling okay honey? It’s almost 8.”
His eyes widened, “Shit the kids. Sorry I must have hit snooze too many times.” He scrambled out of bed digging for a fresh shirt as he coughed into his shoulder.
“I can take them.” Joyce offered, but Jonathan was too frantic to listen.
“S’fine, my fault. I should hhh should’ve… H’xT! snff ii’kTCH!”
“Jonathan. Let me take them.” She said firmly, resting a hand on his shoulder, “You get back in bed and rest today. I’ll make you some tea when I come back, okay?”
Jonathan was speechless. It was always him and his mom who were worried about Will. The tables almost never turned on him. He couldn’t deny that it felt good to be taken care of by his mom though.
He nodded and climbed back into bed, muttering a “thanks mom” before laying down once again.
Joyce smiled as she closed the door and headed towards the front of the house. “Okay you two! Get in the car. Time for school.”
Will laughed, “You’re taking us today?”
“Yep! Jonathan’s sick so I’ll be dropping you off and picking you up.”
El and Will smiled, thankful for some extra time with Joyce, “Okay!”
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biromanticbookbabe · 10 months
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I picked up both The Common Reader and Stone Butch Blues again. I don't like leaving books unfinished.
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