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This made my heart happy to do. A commission for the lovely @patternscolorsflowers
I think the best most human thing in the world is strangers doing a silly thing together
Examples:
- guy at work "Yes, and -" ing the bit me and my coworker were doing where we pretended to be owners of a fantasy medieval tavern not minimum wage retail staff
- at the gay club when Die Young by Kesha came on and two hundred people, all dancing and drinking separately, jumped up and down to make the "- beat of the drums *STOMP STOMP*" as loud as possible
- person who watched me stomp round the beach singing a made up song about breakfast foods to name a cat after and suggested more breakfast foods that would be good cat names
- guy who started a dance off with everyone across the road while waiting for the lights to change
- very tiny girl at the pharmacy interviewing everyone in the queue and every single one of us in turn sat down and answered this toddler's questions like we were on Letterman
The three pillars of humanity, in no particular order, are Joy, Absurdity, and Sharing
Eddie: Hey, Robin, you know that fae folklore where some fairies have to count salt when it's spilled in front of them?
Robin: Yeesss, where are you going with this, buddy?
Eddie: Well, if Steve trips in front of a fairy, do you think it would have to count his moles?
Robin: I don't know, depends on if his moles taste like salt or not:
Steve: *walking back into the living room* Okay, got the popcorn! I might have - EDDIE!
Eddie had gotten up, grabbed Steve’s face, and licked the moles on his cheek.
Eddie: *gasps* Robin! It tastes like salt. . .AND butter!
Steve: *blushing* Yeah, that's because I ate a couple of pieces. Jesus.
Eddie: *thinking about counting Steve’s moles* I wish I was a fairy.
Steve: Dude! We do NOT like to be called that!
Eddie gaped at him the rest of the night, trying to figure out if he was a mythical creature or not when actually Steve has yet to tell Eddie he's bisexual.
Steve who thinks Eddie and Jeff are a thing (they’re not). and tries to get them “back together” when he notices they don’t hang out as much anymore (Jeff has been ditching eddie bc if he has to hear about steve fucking harrington one more time-)
OR
Steve thinks Eddie’s got a crush on JEFF and tries to help him with it. in reality, it’s Steve he’s got a crush on.
starts out small, nudging him closer to the other man, fixing Eddie’s hair for him when Jeff comes to pick him up one time. stuff like that.
“have you even TRIED making a move on him??”
“WHAT? NO! no. steve you’re reading this all wrong-”
“like hell i am. you just need to go for it man. just get up in his space all flirty and see his reaction. if he’s beet red, kiss him. it works like a charm.”
Eddie’s staring at him, mouth agape, just dumbfounded. this can’t be happening. Steve Harrington giving him pointers for a non-existent crush on his best friend. this has to be a dream.
“here- lemme show you-“
or a nightmare.
because now, Steve Harrington is getting up in HIS space, lax and suave, chest almost brushing his own.
“get up real close-“ Eddie TRIES to keep breathing at a normal rate, hopes Steve can’t tell, “-say something about… his eyes-“
oh god, it feels like Steve’s staring into his soul, consuming him whole with the strong gaze alone.
“tell him he’s got the prettiest eyes- that they sparkle. with how big they are, doe like and sweet.”
Eddie can’t help it. it feels like Steve’s talking about *him,* not Jeff.
“And when he turns pink- like that,” Steve whispers, smiling wide at the warm that gathers high on Eddie’s cheeks. “start to lean it,” a big hand comes up to cup the side of his face, and the next thing he knows is that’s Steve Harrington is leaving in.
Steve drags his nose along Eddie’s. both of them closing their eyes as Steve crosses the small gap between them, pressing their lips together.
Eddie must be dreaming.
he must be.
because Steve Harrington pulls back, whispers “just like that,” and doesn’t pull away. he considers him.
and suddenly, Eddie’s being kissed again.
Steve: *Lying face down in bed*
Robin: He said he loved you?
Steve: Yeah…
Robin: And you asked him to marry you?
Steve: Yeah…
Robin: Even by lesbian standards that’s fast.
Robin: What did you do?
Steve: I ran before he could reject me.
Meanwhile…
Eddie: WAYNE HOLY SHIT IM GETTING MARRIED!!!
Wayne: *Spits coffee*
me @ my mutuals
i really do not understand people who think doing things alone is sad and will make sure you know about it i was minding my own business eating lunch on my time on my own schedule watching netflix on my phone and my mate comes up to me and goes this is so sad of you. princess just because you're incapable of doing anything alone does not warrant you being rude as fuck about something as normal as eating lunch by myself
himbo this, bimbo that. in my day there was mambo, and there were five of them.
