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Akaashi remembers what he had thought about this morning. About walls and poker faces and facades. About keeping people out. About no one getting to see him as he really is, except for the few he allows close.
Akaashi thinks he might be eating his words right now as he meets golden eyes that seem to pierce through his every defense.
He takes the boy's hand anyways.
Alternatively: I watched Nerve (2016) for the first time and started writing this immediately after.
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Steve rolls his eyes, gives Eddie a look of affectionate exasperation. ‘How are you gonna fuck me if you’re mad at me?’
That makes Eddie laugh against his will, it just kind of punches out. ‘Oh believe me, I’ll manage.’
He locks the door.
The candles burn steady.
The window is open.
Sex magic is dangerous.
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Thomas Fenwick did not ask much of the world; a roof over his head, food in his stomach. He was a simple creature. He trusted the conventional and enjoyed the familiar.
Albert Peyton, of course, was neither conventional nor familiar.
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26 Sep 2024
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Since he was eighteen, Steven Harrington knew he would not marry: there were many factors, but chief among them were that he had, he knew, given up his chance for true happiness when he had allowed his mother to persuade him from accepting Edward Munson’s proposal.
Or: a Regency AU.
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15 Apr 2024
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If Eddie had known that sharing his New York City art studio with Robin would include her buddy Steve, he never would’ve offered it in the first place. There. He said it. If that makes him a bad friend, so be it.
Because Steve is around all the time. Pastel and prissy. Sculpted from marble, yet dressed like a Macy’s mannequin. Always hovering.
They got Robin’s potters wheel up the stairs last week, a three man effort he can still feel in his lower back, and now she’s fucking teaching him. Full on, arms wrapped around his waist, hands guiding hands. Someone grab him a bucket, ‘cause Eddie’s about to throw up.
He’s not even good at it. Steve can barely get the hump of clay centered on the wheel and he refuses to get stains on his clothes. It’s fucking clay. It comes out in the wash. Steve’s shirtless approach to pottery is borderline offensive to the arts.
#038 in the steddie big bang
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14 Feb 2024
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This is a really bad fucking situation.
Eddie would know.
Jaw working, he leans in, says, ‘You’re not my type.’
And when he draws away, Steve is laughing, like it’s genuinely funny. He’s got this light sheen of sweat over his skin, it’s glittering. His hair moves, he pushes it back with his hands as his hips sway in time with the rhythm like he’s commanding it and he moves like a siren; a creature who exists only to lure.
‘I’m everyone’s type,’ he tells Eddie, like he just knows it and pities Eddie for lying. ‘To fuck, at least.’
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