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hitlikehammers · 2 months

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party staples

rating: t ♥️ cw: criminal-levels of softness ♥️ tags: established relationship, rockstar husbands, wedding plans, soul-deep love, slice of life, seriously: the softness

for @steddielovemonth day twenty-one: Love is letting him pick the music (@sparklyslug)

look look it's the rockstar husbands' third wedding! ♥️

He wants this for Steve.

Like, it’s all for Steve. Kind of…not in a way that’s, y’know, where Eddie’s not living for himself, but in the way where who and what he is, the life he has: it’s something he’s woven alongside Steve into this tapestry that’s…that’s them and so every breath he takes is from those threads, right, so all of him, all he has and all he feels and all he does: it’s them, because they’re stitched together not so that you can’t tell the difference, but so that you…you can’t unravel them. They’re too entwined.

And it is glorious.

But so, here’s the thing: they’ve exchanged rings? Twice, now. Maybe kinda-more if you want to get technical: they’d asked each other for forever, though, well—

Technically, Eddie thinks they do that every day. So, fine, but—

They have managed two formal-ish proposals. As formal as you can get if one’s the morning after you moved in together and christened the new bed, with a bread-bag twisty-tie, and the other the night after a graduation from community college with an acceptance to the night educators program in hand from IU East, fresh off the most promising label talks Eddie’s had with anybody ever, and they both just felt it, y’know, like they wanted to mark this as always, that they were growing and changing and their lives were moving and the momentum of them both was the momentum of them both, their life together was this beautiful always they were actively taking steps into, and it was just: they were dizzy with it, they were overfull of it, they were so happy and the only thing they could do was stop at a 7-11 and buy goddamn Ring Pops but they’d laughed and they’d kissed so fucking drenched in that feeling and if Eddie’d ripped off Steve’s gown to the point where it was really good they hadn’t rented it?

Eddie’ll forever pretend that was planned in advance.

Point being: Eddie’d worn Steve’s ring—his grandpa’s, who’d loved Steve right and Eddie wished he’d have known him, if only to tell him thank you—and Steve’s worn a cheap ass band Eddie’s tried to upgrade probably every-other-month for a while now but Steve won’t have it, the sentimental bastards still wears the probably-rusting remains of the twisty-tie—but they’re…they’re already married in every way that matters. So the idea of doing it again? Isn’t…isn’t stressful.

It’s kinda…exciting.

Because they’re going to share this with all their friends, their family. They’re going to bring everyone to their little house when the kids are back from school and Robin and Nance can make it in, hell: Jon just left with the intention to spend the next month roadtripping his way from California for the occasion. They’re making real money, now; the band’s doing more than he ever would have expected, Steve’s beloved—of course he is, as he damn well should be—at school, he’s the kind of counselor Eddie might have made it through senior year the first time with, if he’d had someone that invested, showing that much care for him. They’re…they’re in such a good place, and it’s only looking brighter on the horizons to come, all the way into forever: and that isn’t more than Eddie could have expected.

No: that is more than he ever even knew to hope for, it’s…it’s so much bigger than anything he ever knew existed.

But Robin’s going to officiate. Hopper and Joyce, and Claudia too: they nearly squared off for who could stand up for Steve, not to give him away so much as to hold him close and make sure he knows what he means and Eddie could kiss them for it, because the look in Steve’s eyes when they’d asked if they could share the job, it was…

Eddie might just kiss them all for it, when the day comes. Hopper included.

But everybody: Wayne’ll be there, for him, the boys are coming, gonna play requests for a couple hours, which should be fucking hilarious, and then hand it over to a band Steve insisted they hire so everyone could enjoy the evening, and it’s gonna be in their backyard, with the barbecue and a bonfire, just this mastic joyful potluck and—

“You finish the playlist, so we can send it off? I figure we’ll let the three finalists react to the song selection, might make the decision easier if any of them hate it,” Steve’s leaning over his shoulder and he turns, bumps into Steve’s cheek and Steve ducks his head to kiss Eddie’s jaw: because he was supposed to be finalizing the list for the band that would come on to give Jeff, Dougie, and Gareth the rest of the night off. Because Eddie was the musician, here. Eddie would of course pick the songs.

Except…he’s not the only person who loved music, in this relationship. And…he doesn’t know what specifically makes it so strong, and obvious in his chest, but: Eddie…wants this, for Steve.

He wants to dance to the songs Steve picks, he wants his heartbeat to waltz in time with Steve’s, first-and-foremost-and-always, but then find the rhythms Steve likes most to pick up the downbeat, he…

He wants to drown in Steve, in as many ways as he can find.

So he hands the paper over and pops the pen out of his mouth, which Steve only eyes for the movement, doesn’t even bother chastising him for chewing on the plastic cap anymore, knows to pick his battles: but Eddie hands it over, wordless—an offering, and a request at once:

Let me dance to your music, with you in my arms.

Steve look at him for a long stretch of moments, and his lips are plush around the soft smile that settles on his mouth: contented. So wreathed in love.

He leans in and Eddie’s ready this time, tilts his neck so Steve can kiss him full at the neck, wrapping arms around Eddie’s waist so he can squeeze him close and breath against his jaw:

“I’ve got just the thing.”

And then he’s gone, and Eddie stares after him, just…lost in thought except it’s not lost, even inside his head: he knows exactly where he’s at in his thoughts. Same place he always is.

With Steve.

And then the genuine article is back, grinning a little…not nervous exactly, but something, as he walks over to the stereo and pops the cassette into the deck.

And Eddie raises an eyebrow at him, curious, as he reaches an arm out toward Steve, not really an invitation just a knowing, that Steve will come to him and settle in his lap, in his arms.

Which he does. Because that’s who they are.

“Strings?” Eddie asks as the sound fills the room and Steve just grins, a little bashful; huh. “And piano,” because the keys are swelling on the track and it’s pretty, no, it’s kinda beautiful, but Eddie doesn’t know what it…is.

“Seemed appropriate,” Steve mouths next to Eddie’s ear, warm and kinda almost impish.

“It’s perfect,” Eddie whispers close but what is it, I don’t…” but: oh.

Oh: but he does.

That’s…that’s his music. His song. The band, but this is, he’s—

“Stevie?” he asks, a little breathless, a little wondering because, because—

“I’d kinda hoped you might not fill the whole list,” Steve murmurs, lips pressed against his skin so warm, so firm, so…

Perfect.

Perfect, and it sends the most delightful shivers up Eddie’s spine.

“What,” Eddie starts, shakes his head, feels his cheeks start to ache a little as he smiles bigger and bigger because…this is classical, and this is fucking professional, and it’s goddamn Corroded Coffin, in orchestral…splendor.

“Friend of Robin’s is at Berklee, in Boston,” Steve nuzzles against his neck a little as he explains; “studying composition, I asked if she could,” and he sighs a little, the softest little breath and he drags his lips to catch against Eddie’s skin, wanting nothing from it; almost lazy as he exhales: “just if she could arrange some things.”

Some things, he says, like Eddie’s heart—which was already overfull—isn’t trying to burst not just out of Eddie’s chest, but out of its own size and shape, a glorious tender explosion of just, just…

Feeling.

“I thought we could have someone to play, these,” Steve nods toward the speakers; “and then Dustin said he’d play DJ for, you know. Party staples.”

Eddie leans so he can look Steve in the eye to ask the most important question:

“Love Shack?”

He is not ashamed to say he fucking loves when that song comes on at a wedding. Steve huffs.

“Of course, baby.”

“Van Halen?” and Steve grins. “All sorts of Van Halen,” which is as it should be. Steve wooed Eddie too fucking well with Why Can't This Be Love; “also some George Michael,” and that’s perfect, Eddie doesn’t even care, he just loves the sly grin Steve gets when he says it, wants to eat that grin, if he gets to see that mouth look so soft and happy he can sure as hell appreciate some George fucking Michael; “but if I miss anything, you’ll see it before Dustin gets his paws on it, you can add whatever I overlooked,” and he leans in again, this time claiming Eddie’s lips and Eddie gives willingly, gratefully—as always.

And it settles, all around Eddie in that moment: the way he’d wanted Steve to have this thing that’s so him on the outside, but if it is, then it’s them at its core, like all of it is.

And what did this magnificent bastard go and do, but give Eddie his own songs right back as a…a gift; songs that are all Steve, anyway.

He can’t help the laughter, this buoyant thing with its own velocity: he can’t help but let it shake out of him against Steve’s lips as he kisses him harder, deeper, as he tries to get lost in the feeling, in the reality of this man: his husband.

Because wherever he gets lost? Steve’s right there, always and forever.

He’ll be just fine.

tag list (comment to be added): @pearynice @hbyrde36 @slashify @finntheehumaneater @wxrmland @dreamwatch @perseus-notjackson

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in-omni-scientia · 6 months

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Someone has to put a WHOOPEE CUSHION under ⬆️THIS FUCKING THING⬆️ AS HE SITS DOWN on his THRONE and directly cause him to FUCKING EXPLODE

(extra art + biiiig and I mean BIG ramble abt skill designs under the cut. yahoo !)

The thing about me is that I looooove to have images for characters so so clear in my mind. And then Not do that. Like I have designs for Ency and Empathy and Authority soo clear in my brain but then I still don't draw them how I envision them. Sad !

I hope Everyone here knows I have Designs for them in my brain even if they're not featured here. Like not just General designs how I envision them in the game but SPECIFIC to their skillsposting blogs. Smiles. Anyways here are some notes

Most of the skills as I imagine them in the game are literally just walking around naked to me and Ency's and Rhetoric's designs here are remnants of that

I want to draw Ency with like one of those judge cloaks and some glasses with the little chains on them to hold them. Not for any specific reason I just think he might look cute. Grins

Empathy doesn't have like. Clear legs. It's more like glowing fog making the shape of them. Same for the bottom of the dress-looking thing I just got sidetracked. The top pair of arms is permanently close to their chest area but they can move it to give hugs and stuff. Also funny clouds too like in their pfp I forgot that

Authority's design in the first image is based on what the Authority account said to the turtle abt what they look me. Auth to me is like. A head and arms and no lower body. It's just a shadow if you look under there. Sorry for lying by giving him legs. He can adjust his height however he wants to tower over others. hes probably wearing like roman armour under the cloak in that image. idk. smiles

Technically Conceptualization is the smallest skill because the only "natural" (permanent and unchangeable) parts of them is what is in their portrait to me, but they can manifest limbs and stuff like that; they are just outlines, a little like the shoulder-looking part of their portrait in the bottom left

Drama is the Shortest because to me they are just a little tiny octopus. Kind of like the bit in Octodad when he's not disguised as a human, but with shorter arms? I really want to draw them properly and not on my laptop touchscreen slash phone at some point because I need to illustrate just how LITTLE they are to me. Slimeball........

Suggestion is sooo easy bruh it's just how they draw themselves. Smiles

Rhetoric's front guy he's eating is just the upper body and he's like carrying it with an extra pair of arms I think. IDK. I don't know if you've noticed but I'm a little shit at coming up with fancy designs. Rhetoric is actually Normal-Guy Sized, he's just as small as Conceptualization and Drama in that image because I couldn't really figure out a way to make it look Normal otherwise. I'm tired I can't explain anything

Right now I can best describe everyone else as being like, mixes of brainrotdotorg's and scribblemakes' skill designs because they are soooo awesome I want to Eat them. Ah! So sorry!

If any other skillsposters are reading this and have a specific Thing in mind for their skill. Please do let me know. I would Love Love Love to draw things at some stage. Smiles

#oh god i am so sorry for that long ass ramble i don't know how it got that long #can you guys tell the reason I picked encyclopedia to do this as yet #anyways I was gonna say i have no fucking clue what possessed me to draw that.#I am so sorry. it exists now I suppose #in case anyone in the main tag is unaware btw: suggestion is now authority's second-in-command #contains: txt #author/s: me #contains: figures #contains: id #skillsposting #disco elysium #secret art compilation

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samglyph · 7 months

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Hope you draw Oscar again, that post made my day 0.1% better

I can never make any promises but just for you here’s an unused sketch that I drew while doing my drawings for the episode aka how I think Arthur should have said thank you

#also as a reminder just in case I was very happy to receive this anon it’s very nice I’m glad you like my work but for the unaware #I do not take requests #that’s what sketch commissions are for #unless I rb a drawing ask game or something #this anon is not a request but I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea #malevolent #sketches

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theshadowrealmitself · 4 months

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Me: Okay, gotta go to sleep so I can wake up early and continue stressing over finals, so I’m gonna think calm scenarios with low stakes to fall asleep to

Me: Like…an older captain having a crush on a younger crewmate that wasn’t even ranked high enough to be on the bridge, so the captain of course never said or did anything about the crush, staying completely professional the entire time, but now they don’t work together anymore

Me: And now the captain is wondering if they should pursue a relationship with them, because they aren’t currently working on the same ship anymore, but the captain is still ranked higher then them overall, and then there’s the issue with the age gap, it’s not really a big one, but it’s still There™️

Me: And several other crewmembers have joked about seeing the captain as a parent figure because they act so professional and competent and dependable and stuff that it just makes the captain come across as way older and oh god what if the crewmate is just horrified to find out the captain has a crush on them??

Me: And they’re wondering if they should just not pursue anything, especially since the crewmate has recently accepted to go on a date with another person, but they also kinda don’t wanna give up because getting to hang out with that crewmate more in non-work settings (cause most of the crew stayed in contact and constantly meet up to hang out) has made their infatuation grow, so they quietly and indecisively pine

My brain, for some goddamn reason: Mhm, and then, it turns out that person the crewmate agreed to go on a date with, is actually a huge creep trying to stalk their poor ex using the crewmate as a coverup (claiming to innocently be on a date, totally unknowing the ex would be there (lies)), so not only is the date really crappy, but because this creep isn’t actually listening to what the crewmate is saying, they tune them out about their deadly allergies

Brain: And then to seem like a good date to keep the coverup going, they stop by a flower shop (still stalking their ex, the crewmate isn’t aware of that, but is aware this date sucks and is trying to think of how to politely leave) rushes in, and then comes out and shoves a bouquet into the crewmate’s face as a “thoughtful” gift, and it’s the flowers they just mentioned being extremely allergic to-

#no fandom #humans #surprisingly no one mentioned in this post is an alien #there is some but they’re side characters #wasn’t sure how one of them (like maybe the captain) being an alien would add to the dynamic #was thinking about it but I was like ‘what kind of alien would even fit with them?’#anyways #my stupid fucking brain. that isn’t low stakes. I’m trying to SLEEP #conversations between me and my brain #still not sure what the age gap should actually be #not something huge especially since I’m imagining the crewmate as 23 #but enough where it does feel a bit like a gap and may make a power imbalance seem bigger #if you wanna know what happens with the flower stuff #my brain has decided that because the stalking creep is also an officer of the organization #that the situation gets pushed to the higher ups and now it’s like a court case where the crewmate is like:#’this was obviously an attempt on my life!! I just said this flower would kill me check the tapes from that area!!’#and the stalking creep is stuck trying to figure out how to defend themselves without mentioning that their focus was on their ex #because they’re a creep #hmmm I think they should get hit with a space restraining order at minimum and can’t be anywhere in the area #which helps out the poor ex who’s blissfully unaware of this and now doesn’t have to worry about this creep anymore

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yvesdot · 2 years

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I have mentioned, though, that I’d like my nonbinary identity to have the potential to be casual—I would like to “pass,” to have my gender correctly assumed, to be instantly hit with my pronoun of choice. I have to make do with small children asking their parents what gender I am in public, because that’s what it means to “pass” as nonbinary in a society where no such social role exists. I wish that being openly GNC could be seen as normal rather than inherently making a statement. The statement I am making is that people like me exist, and you should stop being so openly shocked at us. It’s humorous, sure, but also at times exhausting.

(And then, of course, I do use the term ‘nonbinary’ as an insistence on privacy, as one big NO to the question of what gender I am—I am not telling you that I am a mystery third gender, or no gender, or genderfluid, or female- or male-aligned, or that I am or am not a woman or a man. I am telling you that, NO, you do not get to have that information. You don’t get to know, and that’s the point.)

—yves., Behind the Scenes: Paper Tigress

#txt #patreon #writeblr #quotes #words #lgbt #transgender #trans #nonbinary #As usual a little snip of something interesting from a Patreon post. In case you have been wondering here is the official statement.#trb #Also this is extremely About Me. I live in a very safe place for trans people so please do not assume I'm unaware of hatecrimes.

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leonstamatis · 1 year

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like not to be that guy but if you do want to let the people producing blaseball: the card game know that you would like to see credit given where it is due, to the artists who created these designs and made blaseball what it is today, wayfinder has both a contact form and a general email listed as [email protected]. they also have a twitter and a facebook listed on the card game’s website.

i know this is something that has been brought up before in the blb fandom in some capacity or another since the card game was announced, but given nothing has been done on the production end to fix the issue, it seems like we have to keep bringing it up again and again. so. here are some places to do that.

#saw people in maincord who were fully unaware that artist credit was an issue with the game which has me absolutely steamed #like to be clear I am not telling you to spam them. that’s not what this is.#I am just putting out the avenues by which to let them know you’re unhappy. a thing i am also doing.#because this is bullshit and has been bullshit and it would have been nice if they’d done something different ummmm six months ago #but they didn’t. so.#here’s where to let them know they fucked up <3 in case they thought we forgot or didn’t notice <3 #the strong real advice I have is that a lot of the time emails and contact forms will be ignored due to a lack of public scrutiny for stuff #…like this. so saying something on Twitter and Tumblr and Facebook #where other people can see it and engage with it #will generally elicit a quicker and more concrete response you can point to later #but yknow. not everyone has the ability or willingness to do that.#so here you go. emails.#i’m so tired. i’m so damn tired!

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ladyrijus · 7 months

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Okay, admittedly it has been a while since I played the game, but did Skyward Sword ever elaborate on how Ghirahim knew Zelda was Hylia's mortal form?

I get that the likely answer is his mystical demon lord/sword spirit abilities.

Another possibility (mostly headcanon than actual canon) could be that he originally was supposed to act as a counterpart to Fi, a dual blade meant to be used by Hylia, so he can sense the goddess's presence.

... But it would be infinitely funnier if he knocked Zelda off her loftwing specifically because he saw her participate in the Wing Ceremony as the actress for Hylia and went "YEAH THAT'S HER." without any actual tangible cues for her divinity.

That would mean, in any other universe where the girl who played Hylia was different, he would have been wrong.

Just imagine. It could have been Orielle. She specifically made it known that she wanted to participate in the ceremony as Hylia. Or Karane, she was in the Knight Academy and could have done it for sake of tradition. Or Peatrice. Because... it's Peatrice, come on.

#impa (not detecting any divinity): ok who the fuck are you and why did you fall out of the sky #peatrice: i do not get paid enough for this bullshit hylia take me back #also how would impa know if zelda was hylia.#because the time paradox makes it that elder impa helped zelda by sending zelda back in time to younger impa who will later age #to help zelda in the future #now replace zelda with literally any other skyloft girl #how would impa know #in that case is any skyloft girl eligible for hylia's memories?#or would zelda still be the incarnate and unaware while ghirahim realizes he fucked up since the soul he snatched is obviously doing Nothin #if there is an answer please enlighten me otherwise i'm gonna roll around in the implications because it's just so funny to me #zelda as an npc who's like 'you don't hang out with me anymore 💔💔' after link came straight out of a grueling silent realm trial #sksw #skyward sword #tloz #loz #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #link #zelda #ghirahim #peatrice #orielle #karane

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carltonlassie · 5 months

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I've been buying stuff to attend an extremely straight and Christian wedding and it's like. I had a black suit ready and got the ok but the groom accidentally ordered the wrong color suit (how do you accidentally order the wrong suit. Or not exchange it. I thought the bride had a color theme going on but now there's no theme ? Who knows.) so I had to get another outfit, and it's hard to find a suit in that color that fits me offline and I don't have enough time to do the back and forth from an online suit shop.

So I finally find a cheap enough jumpsuit that matches their theme or whatever and think whew. I'm all ready. but it doesn't end there!!! I gotta accessorize bc the outfit is plain. And I have to think of what to wear underneath to stay warm bc it's December in the Midwest, but something low enough that it won't show underneath. Sensible shoes, also bc it's December in the Midwest. Outfit doesn't have pockets???? Now I gotta figure out how I'm gonna hold all my stuff so I have to find a small bag. Istg women's fashion is just solutions to problems that they created 😭 and it just ends up being so expensive that I'm just like lol.

#this is also the wedding where the groom wrote the speech and it's the supreme court case for interracial marriage and im like.#first off. you guys are white and asian. second of all. it was never illegal to have an interracial marriage in MN. and lastly.#you guys are not the pioneer of social justice rights you think you are for getting married 😭😭😭😭 no thank you for your service #I'm so ready to like. check out of this wedding #i gotta dress nicely bc im translating for half of the audience and the bride just gave me the script and told me she google translated it.#WHY. literally why. im sobbing.#there's so many bilingual people in ur life that can do the translation for you but we have google translate......... 🔪#I'm not really ready to listen to this with my own ears during the ceremony and pretend that everything is okay #and translate it for the other half of the audience who for a moment were blissfully unaware of the cringe #I'm simply not ready for this

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