#so there's that lol

[steviesbicrisis]

Steddie Grease AU where Eddie and Steve have a fling during the summer and think they will never see each other again.

Then Steve transfers to Eddie's school after the summer and their encounter isn't like he thought it would be: Eddie barely acknowledges his existence, especially when he's around his clique.

Steve guesses Eddie doesn't want to let people know that he's gay, he's hurt but he can't do much but accept it. He understands.

Eddie is the school's resident bad boy, and Steve hangs out with preppy guys from the baseball team, their social circles are completely different.

During the school year, he tries to move on, gets into the baseball team, goes on a few dates with what he considers the completely opposite of Eddie (girls who are neat, polite, and boring) but it's all in vain because Eddie always finds a way back into Steve's life, even for just a few minutes, and Steve goes back to square one.

He is confused and frustrated: when they're alone, Eddie acts like he did in the summer, sweet and caring, when they're at school he pretends he doesn't exist.

When he finally confides to his new best friend, Robin, she gives him a simple answer: Eddie, in Robin's book, is put off by Steve's polished looks.

Steve finds it ridiculous, especially since he looked like that in the summer as well, but the more he thinks about it, the more realizes she's probably right: Eddie has been acting strange and distant only when his friends or Steve's friends are around.

The realization makes Steve come up with a plan: with Robin's help, he builds up an outfit consisting of a lot of leather, tight-fit clothes, and puffy curly hair and wears it at the end of the year's carnival.

Eddie's reaction when he sees him is priceless, but Steve gives him zero attention throughout the whole evening, enjoying Eddie's suffering look.

Only at the end of the evening, Steve decides to give him a little bit of his attention.

«So, did we learn something today?» he asks, approaching Eddie in the parking lot, who's sitting in the back of his van, looking a little miserable. Their friends are still enjoying the rides.

He looks up, surprised that Steve is talking to him «what?»

Steve sits next to him, Eddie can't stop staring at him and he enjoys it «now you know what it feels like to be ignored.»

Eddie looks surprised, then blushes «well, I guess I deserved that» he admits, sheepishly.

«You so did dude, look what I had to do to get your attention!» he gestures at his clothes and hair.

«You always have my attention» Eddie replies immediately, getting an unconvinced look from Steve «you do! I know I've acted kinda like an ass and I'm sorry, but it's true! I just can't not look at you, that's why I-» he stops talking, looking conflicted, Steve presses his shoulder against his to encourage him «that's why I've been ignoring you. But today you look so- ugh, illegal? I couldn't help it.»

«I'd like it if you looked at me. I liked what we had last summer. If you liked it too, why are you acting like this?»

«Because this» Eddie gestures at Steve's outfit «is all temporary. Tonight you'll go back to your white mansion with a picket fence and your wealthy life and preppy clothes, nice girls who are dying to get a date with you and I'll stay like this! With the hand-me-down leather jackets, the bad boy look that your parents wouldn't approve of and surely not enough money to give you what you're used to» he finishes his speech, looking at his worn-down shoes.

«So this isn't about you being embarrassed of me because I don't look like this every day and you being afraid of your friend's judgment?»

«I would never be embarrassed of you. But yeah, I do care about what my friends think» he admits «they look up to me and I'm often concerned about doing the thing they expect me to do. I've noticed that, in the past year» he doesn't say it but gives Steve a side look that makes him understand that this realization is also because of him «but I realized that they don't care as much as I thought they did. And honestly, if they did, I would've dropped their asses off. Do you care what your friends think? about me?»

«Dude, I've known these people for a couple of months, I don't really give a shit about what they think. Oh, except Robin of course, if she doesn't like you, then you're dead to me» he says in a serious tone, making Eddie laugh heartily.

«But anyways» he adds, taking one of Eddie's hands in his «if you still like me like you did in the summer, and the only problem is that you believe I'm too much of a rich kid for you, then I must say you're kind of an idiot. And a dumbass.»

Eddie squeezes his hand «yeah? how come?» his tone is weirdly fond for someone who has just been insulted.

«For starters, I don't live in a mansion, it's a normally sized house, and you'll see when you come over. Secondly, I do have a wealthy life, but I also have shitty parents who think they can buy my love with their money. And finally, I think I made it pretty clear that I don't want to date any nice girl but just the one guy sitting next to me.»

As he's sitting next to the most beautiful guy Eddie has ever seen, who not only ditched his nice polished clothes for leather pants and a tight shirt just for him and who's saying all of those nice things about him that he totally doesn't deserve, he can't help but wonder out loud «Are you even real, Steve Harrington?»

It's Steve's turn to laugh. Eddie briefly looks around to be sure that they're alone, before pulling Steve close to kiss him.

«I've been wanting to do this since I saw you the first day at school» he admits.

«As I said, you're an idiot, and a dumbass.»

----

They ditch both of their friend groups who -as they’re passing next to them in Eddie’s van- shout at Steve, for leaving without saying goodbye, and at Eddie, for leaving them without a ride home.

As Steve is laughing and waving at them in the passenger seat, Eddie realizes he really doesn't care about his friends' reactions.

And that Steve is right: he had been an idiot. And a dumbass.

[kindahoping4forever]

I miss your fics. I hope you’re doing well tho

I appreciate this, thank you 🥹

For the record, I miss my fics too! This unofficial hiatus has been out of necessity rather than choice, and I can honestly say there hasn't been a day where I don't fantasize about A Grand Return. 💙

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[teathattast]

[james-p-sullivan]

the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.

[haunted-xander]

If you skip a meal Senshi will materialize next to you w/ food at the ready

[queer-is-future]

so when straight people ask me why I say I’m “queer” or “gay” instead of sharing my actual identity as a panromantic demisexual non-binary sapphic queer I just tell them “ok look, when you’re talking to someone who isn’t local and they ask you where you’re from and you either say the name of the largest city nearby or ‘town name, suburb of large nearby city’ so they can get some geographical context of where you’re located right, bc they’re probably not going to know the name of the little town you actually live in.”

but if you’re talking to a local you can say the name of your actual town bc they have a greater chance of knowing where/what that is.

ok well when I’m talking to a straight person I start with queer bc chances are they aren’t as familiar with the context of all the little towns in that big queer city and need gps (gay positioning system) to find me.

if I’m talking to another queer person and I say I live in a suburb of gay city in a town called panromantic on the demisexual side of the tracks which is in the county of queer and I live off the intersection of non-binary and sapphic, they’d probably be able to find me with little to no problems, make sense?

[sabertoothwalrus]

kui is literally so brilliant at well-thought-out anatomy and character design I could just study it all day

[nekophy]

AdamsApple? 👏

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

this is quite literally on-par with a royal baby announcement

[mr-malumm]

Caught spying on his hate boyfriend

[basketobread]

yes.

[inkskinned]

i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."

[mintytrifecta]

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