Michael Shows FNAF Movie Mike His Son,,

STWG prompt 12/2/24

prompt: chocolate covered strawberries

pairing/character(s): steddie

continuation of this post

When Eddie finally opens the door to Steve's house (Steve keeps the door unlocked way too often) it's already past their agreed time of 8:30pm and he is panicking.

He actually doesn't know the specific time, he just knows that when he had bolted from his room after throwing his backpack at his bed, reapplying his deodorant, and grabbing his duffel bag (AKA his sleepover-at-Steve's bag), it was already 8:31pm. He just hopes Steve's not too mad.

"Stevie?" He calls as he walks toward the living room.

A quick peek through the doorway tells him that Steve's not there, though his heart does melt a little in his chest at the sight of Steve's mattress on the floor in front of the TV with a comical amount of pillows and blankets piled on it.

Now he's a little further into the house, however, he can hear the faint sound of Steve singing along to Queen from the back of the house. He heads to the kitchen, trying to be quiet. Steve gets shy when singing in front of people, but when he's alone? He's mumbling songs to himself and singing under his breath all the time. Eddie loves him, loves it, likes it a lot.

When Eddie finally reaches the doorway of the Harrington kitchen, he's greeted with the sight of the back of Steve as he sways in time to the music playing quietly. His hands are busy with something on the counter in front of him.

"It's not easy love, but you've got friends you can trust." Steve mumbles to himself, and Eddie smiles at the way he tilts his head up to the ceiling as he tries to reach the same pitch as Freddie Mercury.

"Steve." Eddie tries again after a moment, and Steve literally lets out a squeak of surprise as he spins around.

There's melted chocolate all over his fingers, but that doesn't stop Steve from putting a relieved hand over his heart and smearing some of it on his t-shirt.

"Babe. I hope you know you just got chocolate on yourself."

Steve looks down at Eddie's words, and then sighs and drops his head down in defeat.

"I'm never making you chocolate covered strawberries again-"

"You made what? Sweetheart, sugar. Sweetums. Light of my life. I love chocolate covered strawberries."

Eddie walks over to his side immediately to inspect his work, leaning a head on Steve's shoulder. Most of a whole pack of strawberries have been worked on, and Eddie's heart is oh-so-full.

"I know." Steve grumbles, "Not that you deserve them, mister sixteen minutes late."

"I'll have you know I got here minutes ago."

"You WHAT?!"

"Yeah. Lovely singing voice, loverboy."

Live footage of me trying to get the motivation to actually start my Ness fic *REAL* *GONE WRONG* *POLICE CALLED!!!*

Live footage of me thinking abt my SecurityWaiter fic but not having enough motivation for the current part of the story to actually write it

I CANT DUDE THIS IS SO PERFECT😭 AND TH2 FACT THAT THIS SONG IS ON MY SECURITYWAITER PLAYLIST???

The aforementioned Dreamtheory animatic;

Lines are by the lovely @thejoxaren

Coloring (both filter and non - filter) was done by me !

I adore this rarepair and hope the little community we’ve built around it doesn’t fizzle out !!

Oh my god ABSOLUTELY. It just, is, one of THE fics. It's like how we all collectively decided that Ness calls Mike sugar after one person mentioned it, it's got to be canon at this point.

It's just so fucking good 😭

2 qnd q half hours qgo I started reading "Five Nights At Sparky's"... OH YM RUCKING GOD?? OH MT GKD? OH MT GOD. I UAVE NOT SAT ATILL THE ENTIRE TIME. I HAVE BEEN GIGGLING AND ACREAMING LIKE A KID, ITS SOFUXKUNG GKKD??? I CANNOT DUDE, OH M6 GOS. THSI IS MY PEAK, THIS IS MY LIFE. I FU KUNG LOVE SECURITYWAITER OH MY GOD, I SERIOUSLY CANNOT 2XPLAIN HOW EXCITED AND HAPPY I AM OVER THIS FIC AMD IM SO HAPPY I HAVENT READ IT ALL YET, I CANNOT BARE IT TO EVER BE OVER😭(EVEN though I've seen posts from the author adding TO IT!!!!)

Hi so I’ve not watched stranger things but I’ve been reading a lot steddie fics so I had an idea

Steve-Finney Blake (Black Phone)

Chrissy-Gwen Blake (Black phone)

Mrs. Harrington and Mrs. Cunningham are sisters.

Chrissy’s visions means she knows what’s coming and Steve has his ghosts.

Steve/Eddie and Chrissy/Robin with fake relationship Steve/Robin and Eddie/Chrissy because 80’s and homophobia.

Steve being an absolute mom to the kids with Eddie giving severe dad energy

Lots of medieval court metaphors for high school hierarchy.

Oooh, okay that sounds good. But it is kinda funny that I've never watched black phone and you've never watched stranger things lol.

I honestly love the au's where steddie and buckingham have their fake swapped straight relation ship because, well, time era homophobia, but because behind closed doors its the sweetest romance between them (as in stevexeddie and robinxchrissy)

It KILLS me but I'm a suckered for it

Ness never gets sick. And when he does, to put it lightly, it fucking sucks.

He's usually zooming all over the place, taking orders (in the diner, duhh) left and right, making cheery remarks and comments to whoever, and flashing that cheery grin.

And then he gets sick. Looks like he hasn't slept in a month, paler than the uniform on his back, and his eyebags are like nothing you've ever seen. Andy doesn't even give him the chance to tie his apron before he's shoving him out the back door with an order to go home and sleep "for ONCE, Ness".

And no matter what disease or sickness he's picked up after working and theorising 25/8, he always gets the sniffles. Constantly has a rose tipped nose and tissues by his side. He doesn't even have a cold or anything of that kind, but a runny nose always comes to haunt him. He hates it. He whines about it to Mike who jokes that he has a curse, which of course sends Ness falling deep into the rabbit hole of disturbing the paranormal and the consequences behind jt (its all tied to the freddys case, its always tied to the freddys case). Mike puts him on bedrest for a week, even notepads are banned until he's better.

I lobe him:(

(This is what I was thinking of but in Mike's room and more eepy and sick and miserable, he needs eep)

thank u for ur securitywaiter pins on pinterest (and for giving credit ajshchdhd-)

Of course <3

:D

BOBBY'S GUITAR IN BRANDONS NEW VIDEO!!

Chapter one - An opportunity

A continuation of my previous Bryce graduation post.

(uploading here before ao3 (@Arloooh), I suggest not looking at my other bryce graduation post if you don't want to be spoilt!!)

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You see, it all happened almost ten years ago to the day. It was like any normal summers day in school, bright uniforms and freah air, until unique monique and her stupid boyfriend exchanged vows (a fart machine) and became official. Boyfriend and girlfriend. And boy was it a sight to see, no longer was Bryce the main act, but these two losers who hugged like they were happy. /happy/. Something Bryce hasn't felt in years, not since she ripped her own heart out for Bobby only for the boy to empty his lunch all over it. She stormed away that day, stabbing Bobby's dad and stomping on what was left of her now broken heart, in two with glitter spilling out like some stupid analogy she'll get later in life. 

But that was then, and now is now. And today's graduation day. 

God has she had waited years for this. Having her heart ripped out only to have a shittier one put back in by "Dr" Paul from down the street, the /mortician/. But looking across the crowd that was once her playing game, pawns to put into place, she can't help the inkling of pride she feels knowing she won't be just like her mom. That she isn't just anothet high school dropout who swindels cash for a living. She's a top grade student who may have finessed a thing or two to get here, but she's finally here and that's all that matters. Not caring for the people that are around her. Sure, Cindy's a nice girl, pretty hair and straight teeth, but she's just a freind. She's no Bobby. 

Fuck. Bobby. 

It's been almost ten years, and even without her own heart to feel, she still can't get over what she did. What she's done. To the boy who, for a short ammount of time, she truly loved. But she's not sure she can call it that anymore, not sure she deserves to yearn for him after doing something like that. No matter the sleepless nights she's had week after week, or the notebooks full of apologies and dreams she could have lived out with him. With bobby. With... her Bobby.

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Putting on a practiced smile, she shakes her head and follows the crooked line of soon to be previous classmates. Not bothering to look out for dear ol ma'. She's probably off swindeling princaple Higgans for cash anyways, she can’t keep her eyes off a cash cow when she sees an opportunity like that appear dressed in tight suits. 

There's filtered out chatter and banter around her as she walks in line, the speakers going off shutting down her day dream real quick. "Five minutes till showtime everyone! I hope you've got your disposables ready! And no /flash/, thank you." God. As if that entitled old dustbag has even seen a camera, you can't turn off the flash, prick. Not even that fancy camera mom stole could turn off that damn flash. Whatever, I'm almost up anyways.

Just a couple more people and here I am, shit, that really is alot of people. 

Looking over the crowd of graduates and parents alike, Bryce smiles. Truly smiles. Shes proud of what shes done, dredging her way through school after falling off her high horse all those years ago, but still remaning the powerful women she is now. Scanning the crowd, she looks for her mom, for the sliver of hope that she'll find her looking up and smiling back at her, smiling back with pride. But as she looks across the vast crowd, she spots a fermilliar smile by the bleachers and oh my god- 

Who knew seeing him would cause this rickety old heart to finally fail, ten years did me good huh..