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quokkafoxtrot · 5 months
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First fill for the Spotify wrapped fic meme 🎉
Mid-80s NY. Hustler!Eddie.
“Step right up! Anyone can do it! Anyone can win!”
“It’s a scam, Steve,” Robin says, narrowing her eyes as she watches Steve bite his lip and stare at the man on the street corner shuffling cards from place to place. “Nobody can actually win those things. They cheat.”
“I bet I can come out on top,” Steve says with a wink and jogs across the street.
Robin huffs a sigh and follows, muttering about not wanting to eat lentils for a week when he loses all his cash.
“We have a discerning gentleman stepping up right now,” the hustler says, warm brown eyes twinkling as he looks Steve up and down. His long brown curls shake around his shoulders, hanging over a multitude of patches and buttons on a ratty, sleeveless, denim jacket. “You know the rules, you’re looking for a lady,” he continues, holding up the cards and showing the queen of hearts between the eight of clubs and the three of diamonds. “See the lady, follow the lady, find the lady. It’s so simple, my aunt’s schnauzer could do it. Only ten bucks to find the lady.”
Steve slaps ten dollars on the rickety table with a grin. “I’ve got this in the bag.”
“A confident one,” the man grins and spreads the cards face down in front of him. “He’s got the guts but will he get the glory? Follow my hands see where it lands.”
Steve looks down at the man’s hands as he flips the cards around at speed, rings glinting in the afternoon sunlight, patter falling from his lips like he was born to spin tales.
“She’s here, she’s there, she’s on the L, the R, she’s in Jamaica, Rockaway Bay, treat her right you could find her tonight.” The guy’s hands are a blur as they move the cards around and around until finally they slow and stop, but Steve stopped looking at those a while ago. “It’s 10pm, do you know where your queens are?”
The guy looks up and finds Steve already looking at him. Steve reaches out a hand and taps a card at random making the guy’s forehead furrow.
“Ooh, I’m sorry,” he says with an exaggerated pout of consolation. “Your princess is in another castle.”
“That’s okay,” Steve says, leaning in and cutting the guy off before he can continue his patter. “I was looking for a king.”
“You- Wuh-“ His jaw drops as he stares at Steve glancing briefly at Robin as she slaps a hand over her face, hiding her eyes.
“Damnit, Munson. What have I told you about hustling from my stoop?” A man grumbles, bell jingling as he pushes open the door to the nearby bodega and stares him down.
“Show’s over, folks! Later, Hop!” The hustler shakes himself out of it, collapsing the table in one swift motion and shoving it under his arm as he backs away, grinning at Steve. “I’m Eddie.”
“You’re dead meat if I catch you again,” Hop says around a plume of cigar smoke.
Eddie laughs and jogs across the street, dodging cars in the slow moving traffic. He turns and bounces on the balls of his feet yelling: “What’s your name?”
“Steve!” He calls back, shifting away from where Hop is watching with tired eyes.
“L’Amour tonight, Steve!” He turns and runs down the street, doing an endearing little fist pump before he turns the corner and disappears from view.
“I hate that that worked out for you,” Robin deadpans beside him. “Well, apart from the fact that you just spent ten dollars to get a date.”
“Date? I didn’t get a date,” Steve says, turning back to Robin and shuffling away from the narrow-eyed gaze of Hop.
“L’Amour is a club, dingus. It’s-“
“Oh… Oh! I thought he was just saying he loved the line.” He slings an arm around her shoulder, jostling her as they walk away. “You’re coming with me, right? I’ll do the dishes for a month. Two months. And I’ll remember to water Audrey.”
Robin sighs, patting his hand and linking their fingers together. “I can’t believe I’m going to Brooklyn for you.”
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lunalycana · 11 months
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Well, this is an unexpected turn of events.
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madychi · 10 months
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Currently obsessed with @larabar ‘s Actually Dead AU. Had to draw something of it :3
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quokkawritesarchive · 1 month
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han is the sweetest and the nicest guy, but gets sorted into slytherin AU?????!?????
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yavin8o8 · 7 months
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I have an urge to traumatize and mess this little goober up…
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tastymarbar · 1 year
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very self-indulgent barry x espio (esparry??) doodle because I can and therefore I will.
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a Barrolin argument would end with them both descending into incomprehensible Australian- and Scottish-accented gibberish
Barry: Az uh madda rof fac,- Lanolin: Now wot gahve yew thaht ideeah? *In the other room* Jewel: Now what are they arguing about? Whisper: Who’s cuter.
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the-sky-queen · 3 months
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👀 MORE 29
Our characters are downloaded directly into our brains somehow. That way, there’s no chance that anyone will know anything about you unless you tell them. Someone is always told that they’re going to be the murderer. Sometimes there’s a specific person they have to kill, sometimes it’s entirely their choice. I’ve been the murderer exactly once. I killed Shadow because of the ‘lore’ I had with him. That game lasted ten more minutes after that because of how guilty I felt when I saw Shadow’s spirit hanging around the detective. I confessed pretty much immediately. The doctor wasn’t that happy with my performance. I haven’t been the murderer since.
My lore today is pretty boring. I’ve just gotten a job on this train. I’m a cook, but all this train has is a microwave. My objective is to help in any way possible. Depending on who gets to me first, I could end up being a junior detective, a random sidekick to one of the other characters, or an accessory for murder. I couldn’t care less today. I’ve had enough. It’s clear that we’re not going to escape in between games. We need to get out during one. So today, I’m starting a rebellion. We’re going to get out. 
We’re finally going to be free.
EDIT: I accidentally grabbed a snippet from 30, AGH-
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trainquokka-barry · 9 months
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Extras:
[202] (Surf's room)
*Riiiiiiiiiiing* *Riiiiiiiiiiing* *Riiiii-* *Click!*
... hi Sonic.
sorry i haven't been... in touch... lately...
...
i"ve been good... you?
... good.
... team hurricane is good...
yeah we did...
... well cruise ships are a bit heavier... than normal ones...
... I heard about the amy's birthday...
barry's my little sibling...
thank you for being my sib's friend... they've never really had many...
... yeah we should... next friday?
... i'll bring barry too. and gadge and fin...
see you.
*click*
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quokkafoxtrot · 1 year
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Same As It Ever Was Steve/Eddie. Explicit. Timeloop. Angst with a happy ending. 13/13. 62k.
"Deja-vu? Like you feel like you've done this before, because-"
"No!" Steve snaps, feeling everyone's attention snap to him. He lowers his voice, aiming it so that only Nancy can hear. "I mean I've carried Eddie's body back to the rift in the trailer. Twice."
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Sometimes it can take a while to become the man you want to be.
Just posted the final chapter. Please read and validate my choices. \o/
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lunalycana · 1 year
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Escort Mission: Cute stranger from the local market needs to deliver produce to the next town over. Not the shortest trip, but possibly not long enough...
I really like Barry and Gadget. They're fun to draw. 💕
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nomorechilidogs · 1 year
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my funny little barry headcanons (i have never written headcanons before help. some of these are yoinked from snapcube)
-very far sighted, needs reading glasses
-can't write their own name without glasses
-anxiety
-clumsy as hell. they will trip on their own shoelaces, wires, rocks, even air
-always has at least one bruise because 1) they bruise easily 2) like i just said, clumsy as hell
-after the whole mirage express fiasco they got gadget to repurpose the robot hands and now keeps them in a little backpack (kinda like kit with his water thingies) and they help them do stuff (like reach tall shelves)
-works anywhere and everywhere. they're like barbie they have a million jobs
-somehow always broke
-really likes bread
-favorite restaraunt is olive garden (they steal the breadsticks)
-also always orders the same thing (spaghetti)
-has the most stiff uncomfortable bed ever. someone please buy this child a new bed
-nonbinary icon
-has entomophobia (fear of bugs)
-like, remember how tails would jump into the closest person's arms whenever lightning struck in sonic boom?
-that's barry when they see a bug on the floor
-born in australia
-they stowed away on a ship to england at age 4 and their parents had absolutely no idea so they were just reported missing down under for like 8 years
-has a silly little british accent
-very soft nice voice but gets more british when they get nervous
-loves spiderman
-collects funny looking rocks
boom bam
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quokkawritesarchive · 4 months
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me waiting for my ovulation so I can start writing smut
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every so often i remember this fic and giggle about it. heres a little excerpt i really like
Silver invited himself inside of the apartment, forgetting to ask permission. He carried the microwave with him, smiling, as Barry forced one. He told them all about what his friends had told him of Amy's birthday party, mostly from Espio. He asked Barry if they were also a fan of his poetry. Barry just smiled and nodded. This was Barry's general reaction to everything Silver presented xem with. A smile, a nod and a forced laugh. They were mostly used to it by now - awkward encounters with passengers were as common as muck - but something about Silver managed to evoke an ever-nervous feeling within Barry xe hadn't felt since their first day. They had the looming feeling he would do something strange or (dare say it) reckless that would end up killing, or at least seriously injuring the both of them.
silver, barry and the microwave - meeeee :3, ao3
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faunandfloraas · 3 months
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I actually would answer Sydney but not because I'm trying to get Chan or Felix, I was just really obsessed with H20 just add water as a kid and want to see quokkas one time 🤣
so sorry to be the one to tell you but we don't actually have mermaids or quokkas in sydney 😔
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bearseungmin · 2 years
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WHY DO I FIND YOU WHEN YOU'RE LEAVING NOOOOO crying kicking screaming but i hope you're okay and i hear you maybe write screenplays so i wish you the best in that (i did a degree in it so i know it can be rough).
but best of luck to you and i'll still be reading through all your work but on my sideblog probably BUT TUMBLR WON'T LET ME SEND YOU AN ASK THROUGH THERE SO AHHHH
strayed-quokka sends her regards though but tumblr sucks so it'll have to be through main 🤧
LMAOOO NOOO someone else who found me last minute I'm so sorry but also hi i love your writing blog's aesthetic it's so pretty! also yea sadly you can only send asks with your blog attached on your main (tumblr is insane), but no worries bc i still found you <3
but aaa thank you so much for the good wishes love I'll take them very close to my heart! life is crazy for me, but at least i still have my little stories here to look back on
but yes please enjoy my works that are still here! i seriously recommend the ones linked in my navigation because they are most recent and are some of my best <3 ty love!
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