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roosterbox · 7 months

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October Almost-Drabbles 10/8: Bat and Witch

Pairing: Steddie

Word Count: 582

Additional tags: alternate universe, witches and witchcraft, animal transformation, witch!Steve, bat!Eddie, established secret relationship that’s about to be not so secret

Side note: here, have a combination of two prompts to make up for skipping a day! Eddie would make the cutest bat ever. Also, do I even need to tag for fluff at this point? Y’all know me, you know what I’m about.

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The little creature perched on Steve’s shoulder seemed quite entranced by the man’s motions as he stirred the cauldron. First clockwise, then counter, then back again. The mixture inside grew darker, and thicker, with each full rotation. Before too long, it was as black as the night itself, with sparkles of celestial light. Or a close enough approximation. Honestly the tiny bat didn’t know for sure. He just liked hearing Steve talk, and watching him work his magic. Literally.

“It’s ready,” the man said, carefully ladling out a small amount and pouring it into a glass vial. He looked at his companion. “Whenever you want to change back, you can.”

The bat shook his head, long curly fur bobbing, and snuggled himself closer. His tiny, leathery wings were surprisingly warm against Steve’s neck.

“Alright, alright,” Steve laughed, and cupped his hand around the little bat. He gently scratched at the downy soft head with his finger, eliciting a contented chirp. “But the kids are gonna be here soon. Probably with a lot of questions. Namely why their favorite DM is currently a bat.”

Eddie drew back a little, eyes wide but somehow still so expressive even as a bat. He chirruped again, though it was more pointed this time.

“You want me to tell them?”

Chirp.

“Everything? Honestly?”

Another chirp, then the bat rubbed his head against Steve’s neck again.

He sighed, and gave Eddie’s head another quick scratch. On one hand, it was probably good to get things out in the open. On the other… ugh. They were good kids, smart kids, and not altogether unused to the realm of the fantastic. Maybe they would take things well.

He looked around their house, at the various ingredients and potions and tinctures he’d had to mix and strain and struggle with before finding the proper recipe for Eddie. At his cauldron, still bubbling merrily away. And, lastly, at the bat that had until recently been his very human boyfriend. Yeah, it was a lot.

“At least let me turn you back so we can talk to them together?”

There was no answer. Eddie was trying his best to feign sleep, though the strong grip of his clawed feet in Steve’s shirt gave him away somewhat. That simple act - pretending to sleep to avoid a more serious conversation - was so adorably Eddie that Steve couldn’t help but smile.

There was a knock at the door. Muffled voices. The first of their little nuggets had arrived. Probably Max and the Sinclairs if he had to guess. Good. Out of all of them, those three would probably take the triple whammy of ‘Steve’s a witch, Eddie’s (currently) a bat, and they’re also dating by the way’ the best. Relatively speaking, that is.

“Coming!” Steve called out. He lifted the cauldron off of the fire and, after briefly considering dumping the rest of the mixture, decided to simply set it aside for now. With the way they’d been dabbling in spells lately, there’s no telling how useful a de-transformation potion might be.

Another knock. Impatient little brats.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep your pants on,” muttered Steve as he reached for the doorknob. There was a squeak of what was probably meant to be encouragement from his shoulder. Steve rolled his eyes, but nudged his head against his at the moment diminutive lover. Then he straightened up, squared his shoulders, and let out a calming breath.

“Here goes nothing,” he said, and opened the door.

#October drabbles #steddie #bat #witch #spells and potions #it was set in a mostly canon time period in my mind #but interpret it however you want #also feel free to speculate how the kids react to… literally everything #lol #my mental image of Eddie’s bat form is 100% inspired by Salmonblurb’s artwork #which is the cutest thing ever

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inevitablemoment · 1 year

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I’m sorry, I heard on this on The Simpsons, and I had to.

#Hannibal #Will Graham #Hannibal Lecter #Hugh Dancy #Mads Mikkelsen #Incorrect Quotes #Incorrect Hannibal Quotes #Not intended as shippy #But interpret it however you want #Source: The Simpsons #New headcanon: Will Graham has a crappy insurance company

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mythologyfolklore · 2 years

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Aphrodite: Ares, I dare you to do something sweet for Athena!

Ares: *distressed* Aphro, why do ya wanna torture me?!?

Athena: *amused* Actually, do go ahead! I'd love to see you try and do something I actually like!

Ares: ...

Athena: ...

Ares: *sighs in resignation*

Ares: *smiles painfully* Soooo, what's yer newest hyperfixation?

Athena: *gasps*

#Greek Mythology #Aphrodite #ares #Pallas Athena #and then she talked about archimedes' inventions for hours #while ares had to listen and pretend to be interested #this isn't supposed to be slashy #but interpret it however you want #ares wishes he wasn't immortal

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seagiri · 2 months

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i liked both

#my art #dungeon meshi #dunmeshi #marcille donato #chilchuck tims #i had a bad day so i needed to draw chilchuck getting bullied. my apolocheese #not ship art btw but interpret however you want:)

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mimimik · 4 months

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Dl! Boat boys doodling

#double life #dlsmp #ethoslab #smallishbeans #boat boys #smalletho #interpret however you want #my art

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kkoct-ik · 1 month

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character design so good i somehow pulled out a fullbody

#kostik draws #disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #kim kitsuragi #kim kitsuragi fanart #i ..reeeaaalllyyy wanna draw an exchange from a harry/kim fic i read. i screenshotted it and everything #but i should definitely get to grips with how to draw them first. so heres my first attempt #enjoy (my following who is only here for minecrafters)#edit: not intended as a genderbend!! this is just how i draw men!! but interpret the gender however you want #i dont care + genderbends are cute + queer gender expression is cool #if this is a butch woman to you i love you #ok thats all

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dunsbar · 1 year

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#spn #supernatural #castiel #spnposting #deancas #destiel #like. tangientially. but interpret it however you want

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gelatinzz · 1 month

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pi ,, thumbs up. i love pi actually, what a creature, what a silly. go watch the pi day jacknjwllify video NOW

#bfdi #bfb #bfdi fanart #bfb gelatin #bfb fanart #bfb golf ball #bfb basketball #xfohv #pi day #I LOVE PI !!!#you can interpret this however you want idcc

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squinkoblinko · 1 year

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the mii obsession grows you have no idea

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 fanart #tf2 sniper #my art #tf2 spy #MII FORTRESS 2 #idk if i’ll tag shit i have a LOT of art but idk if i’ll ever post it im shy lmao #IGNORE THE TERRIBLE EMPTY SPACE IN THE RIGHT IM SORRYFBJF #if you guys have more ideas give them to me RIGHT NOWWW i have a good handful atm smirks #i’ve drawn these two together too much you can interpret this however you want

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1941-crowley-slut · 8 months

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Crowley fell so hard that he got domesticated

#good omens #crowley #i mean he fell in love but you interpret this however you want

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foolnamedjoey · 4 months

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Sillies

plue silly headcanon

#not a ship drawing to me but you can interpret it however you want homie #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic fanart #silver #silver the hedgehog #blaze the cat #blaze

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yardsards · 9 months

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do people who have listened to taz balance but not graduation Know that it was HEAVILY IMPLIED that lup and barry eventually adopted a lil sorcerer child who got disowned by his family for his natural necromancy magic, and they taught him how to use his powers for good and were overall great parents that he looks back on fondly

(and said child grew up to be a dimension-hopping lich, caretaker of the dead, and very sweet adoptive father of a major npc)

#eliot posts #taz #the adventure zone #taz balance #taz graduation #lup taaco #barry bluejeans #blupjeans #like they never specifically say ''my parents are barry and lup'' so it's left up to interpretation but #he says he came from another world other than nua (nua is the name of the grad world like faerun is the balance world)#he says both his parents were highly skilled necromancers that ''travelled'' a lot because of their work #he says that inter-planar travel runs in the family #and he likes to bake #also travis apparently said on a livestrean that he got something carved by magnus for his daughter #it's a fun little easter egg for balance enjoyers but kept vague enough where it's like. you don't have to know about balance to enjoy it #anyway tho it's adorable cuz he talks about how much of a positive impact his parents made on him #and how he wanted to emulate them when raising his own daughter #and he's a good dad and his daughter loves him (also she is an absolute delight i love her #and like the only older adult to look at our college-aged protagonists and be like #''yeah it's messed up that you have to deal with all of this you're so young you're the same age as my child i will help however i can''#like balance easter egg aside gordy is one of my fav graduation npcs (behind his daughter rainer who is my fav)

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birrdies · 3 days

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you awake?

some art for a boat boys au im working on… its hard to describe what exactly it is, but its based on the show ‘WAYNE’ if any of you have seen it.

Joel lost count of the days once they passed D.C. He should’ve kept a book or something—hell, he could’ve found a sharpie and scrawled some tallies on his palm— but it was hard track of time when all you really wanted was to outrun it. But as the sun set, slivers of a dreary dusk streaming in the windows, Joel was trapped in it. But this time, he didn’t mind so much.

Etho’s head was a dead weight on his shoulder. The rumble of the car engine kept lulling the both of them to sleep, but Joel fought. Just in case. Just to count the breaths against his collarbone. Those, he could count. Passing days didn’t matter anymore— this did. Here and now, the road ahead of them, did.

#birdie draws #birdie writes #this is not an actual snippet from the fic i haven’t written this scene yet #but I imagine it going something like this #not intended to be shipping #but you can interpret it however you want it’s ambiguous for a reason #boat boys #boat boys fanart #boat boys fic #double life fic #smalletho #smalletho fic #joel smallishbeans #ethoslab

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steveshairychest · 1 year

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After defeating vecna for a second time, Steve decides he's had enough of Hawkins and all things supernatural.

After hunting around for a few weeks, he scores himself a quaint little apartment big enough for him and for Robin when she eventually moves in after college. He doesn't sell his parents' house or demolish it like Robin suggests. No, he leaves it to sit and rot. He hopes his parents will come home one day and find it overgrown and falling to pieces, hopes they'll trudge up the steps to find the note that he had nailed to the front door that says, 'Welcome home :)'. Robin insisted on adding the passive-aggressive smiley face.

They move away from Hawkins and don't think about it for years. Sure, Steve still calls their friends who decided to stay there, and he often finds himself missing their company, but he doesn't miss the place itself. Only the people. He's made it very clear to them that he doesn't intend to step a single foot back into Hawkins until he dies. Everyone knows this, especially Robin, who's been informed on multiple drunken occasions that Steve wants to be buried on top of the hill next to Eddie so that he at least knows someone else in the graveyard.

But then he gets a letter in the mail, a simple letter in a white envelope and it haunts him for days.

The letter is from Wayne. His handwriting is rough and messy but familiar; they've been sending each other letters for a few years now. The cigarette ash smudged in some corners makes him smile. Most of the letter is just niceties; asking Steve how he is, what he's been up to, if he's found himself someone. Stuff he's used to. But then the words, 'I can't be alone for it Steve, I can't do it. I need you here. It's been 5 years, and the day still hasn't gotten any easier. I'd like it if you came to visit.' They punch Steve in the gut and leave him aching for days.

It takes him an entire week to call the number on the back of the envelope and confirm with Wayne that he'll be there. Just this once he'll go back to that retched place. For Wayne.

For Eddie.

The drive passes by in a blur, one second he's on the highway, the next he's passing by the Welcome to Hawkins sign and driving along the streets he thought he'd never see again. Wayne told him over the phone that morning to meet him at the cemetery, said that he wanted to get the hard part over and done with so that they could spend the rest of the day catching up and listening to Eddie's tapes. He'd be lying if he said he didn't cry for a solid 10 minutes in the car park, the memories that he had tried so hard to forget rushing back the second he lays eyes on Eddie's grave at the top of the hill.

He still remembers the hollow ache in his chest the day he helped Wayne pick out a spot. He had gone home that afternoon and begged Robin to make it stop, to hold him and tell him that the pain would go away. She had told him what he wanted, she had held him on the kitchen floor and promised he would never have to feel like that again.

She'd lied. That same ache spreads throughout his body as he trudges up the hill to stand before the shabby grave and the tears he thought he had left back in the car come bubbling back up as he stares down at the graffitied headstone. He hasn't seen it since the day he left. He forgot how overwhelming it is to see Eddie's name carved on the headstone.

"I'm sorry I haven't visited." He says through sobs, his vision blurred by tears as he plops down on the soft grass in front of the headstone. "I miss you." The words almost choke him.

There's the sound of footsteps behind him, boots crunching against the leaves and twigs. Wayne must have finally shown up. Steve doesn't turn around, he doesn't want Wayne to see his tears. He's supposed to be here as support. He's supposed to be the one coming up behind Wayne to offer his condolences. He stops beside Steve and sighs softly.

"Hi." Steve says weakly and finally looks up at Wayne - except... it's not Wayne.

"Hi, Steve."

It's Eddie.

#DUN DUN DUNNN N #interpret this however you want <333 #steddie #tw mentions of death #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #st4 vol2 #steveddie #stranger things s4 #wayne munson

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adeleine-everyday · 2 months

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day 35