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my dad taking me to my first job interview.
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linkin park // hybrid theory (2000)
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wynnyfryd · 3 months
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Trailer park Steve AU part 48
part 1 | part 47 | ao3
cw: mentions of smoking/sexual activity
Chapter 11
February
For two and a half months, Steve’s life goes perfectly. He didn’t realize how far into a pit he’d fallen until Eddie showed up to help Robin and the kids lift him out, but the difference is jarring. Golden hour sunlight after catching a matinée.
Steve spends two months blinking.
He sloughs off his sadness like a snake shedding skin; spends the winter getting back to being Steve, restocks his favorite hair products and restarts his fitness routines — morning runs through the woods, afternoon pick-up games with Lucas and some of his teammates when the weather doesn’t suck. Weightlifting in the evenings because Eddie says he likes how Steve’s arms look when they get a little big, says it’s more fun to pin him down when he knows it’s just for show.
And he tries new things, too, just because Eddie likes them or because the kids think they're cool. He reads a Vonnegut novel. He eats Indian curry. He even learns a song on guitar.
...Sort of.
Eventually.
(Actually, that whole thing goes pretty horribly and takes for-fucking-ever. Eddie spends an afternoon patiently encouraging him and doing his best not to tease while Steve clumsily moves through a beginner chord progression, and then breaks down wheezing when, after the sixth attempt with no improvement, Steve puts the guitar down in a huff and threatens to demote his pinky finger from his hand if it doesn't start cooperating. Eddie laughs so hard he tips face-first into Steve's crotch, and it takes them a sticky-spitty-sweaty half hour to get back to the lesson.)
Anyway, he likes the way their lives entangle. As easy as weaving his hands through Eddie’s hair.
He gets invited to band practice; he sits in on D&D. Sometimes he watches sports with Wayne when he's got a day off, then he heads out with Eddie for long joyrides through the countryside.
Eddie blasts his metal music when they get out to the backroads, and he talks too loudly over the bass and laughs even louder and rants about nothing and smokes cigarettes while he headbangs to his favorite guitar solos — almost lights his hair on fire on more than one occasion, fucking dumbass — and he does this silly, lewd shit that makes Steve's chest just ache. Makes it clench around the word that's been burning a hole in his tongue since New Year's Eve. Eddie wags his brows and palms himself through his jeans and asks if Steve wants to take another joyride when they get home, and Steve thinks:
God, I love you.
I love you.
How could I not love you?
And really, how could he not? And how much longer can he keep not telling him so? When it feels like the word is going to burst out of his chest Alien-style any second.
When it feels like Eddie's the reason he even has a home to get to.
Slowly — so slowly, hours spent thrifting and bartering and keeping an eye out for free stuff left out on the curb, even more hours sanding and painting and caulking and sweating to death between trips to the hardware store — they redo Steve's whole trailer. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall, they exorcise the haunted tin can. They make it his; they make it theirs.
Eddie injects life into every inch of the space, fills it with weird art and funky lamps and a big, comfy leather couch that he likes to bend Steve over. Comes inside him in every room when they get done working on it as a reward; gasps in Steve's ear about how he always wants to be inside him: in his home, in his body, nestled deep inside his heart. "Keep me right here, baby," he breathes as he fucks Steve against a wall, his left hand gripping Steve's chest while he fills him from behind.
It’s perfect.
It's perfect.
Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts unless Steve asks.
And then, because this godforsaken town and everyone in it are fucking cursed, one day it isn’t anymore.
part 49
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goatpaste · 4 months
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Twitter meme I decided to draw instead of just fill out like a normal person
also I struggled soooo long picking a fav for the design slots, i really like a lot of designs and stands, the stands are so good i love the stands theres kinda hardly any bad stands...
[Commission Prices][Etsy][Buy me a Kofi]
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mayanhandballcourt · 2 months
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Photographer Sterling Reed
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frogmintmilk · 1 year
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fourorfivemovements · 11 months
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Happy 30th Anniversary, Jurassic Park!
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 1 month
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Everyone was getting tired of watching them dance around each other. They drew straws on who would do something about it. Dustin lost.
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jasvvy · 7 months
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bully was going crazy in 2013
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bl33ditout · 10 months
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linkin park // meteora (2003)
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The Lost World | 1925
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myvinylplaylist · 12 days
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Linkin Park: Papercuts (2024)
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Limited Edition On Clear, Black & Red Splatter Vinyl
Warner Records
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mayanhandballcourt · 4 days
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Photographer Sterling Reed
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james-p-sullivan · 9 months
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Breaking the Habit - Linkin Park
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currently-evil · 1 year
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Since we all make headcanons about Neil and driving, my headcanon is that thanks to Mary's lessons and the fact that they lived not only in the USA but also all over Europe, Neil is able to drive both automatic and manual cars perfectly.
Opposed to Andrew who has no idea how to use manual gear shift and absolutely refuses to admit that weakness to anybody.
Just imagine sometimes in the future, when Maserati will break down, Neil buys Andrew a real Italian sports car. Beautiful sleek beast, that purrs like a cat, and moves like a dream.
But its manual.
Just imagine Andrew sitting inside it for the first time, physically itching to let that beast free.
And at the same time burning with frustration about absolutely being unable to do that.
His hands tightening on the steering wheel, his irritation breaking through his mask of apathy.
And poor Neil sitting next to him, knowing Andrew enough to realize something is wrong, but having no idea what. Freaking out, has he done something wrong? Maybe this surprise was a bad idea, maybe he shouldn't take away Andrew's right to choose his new car, maybe this was just him forcing the car on Andrew... maybe... maybe..
Imagine the mental strength Andrew has to wrangle not to return to his old habits of isolation and to fight his instinct to never reveal anybody any kind of weakness. He does it through gritted teeth but he admits what's going on, because he absolutely doesn't want Neil to believe he did something wrong.
And them small scoff of amusement mixed with disbelief from Neil when he hear the explanation and soft and amused but honest and delicately excited:
"I could teach you, if you want"
Them both spending evening on empty parking lots to learn. Their hands interlocked on gear stick, and Neil's soft voice in Andrew's ear giving him instructions, patient corrections.
Andrew is a quick learner, especially when it comes to cars. But... he might pretend to need a few more lessons.
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