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figdays · 10 months
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Homemade in Hyrule Zine // ZinesByMisery
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noisytenant · 2 months
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i want to make a zine or zines about cooking, specifically fundamental ways of approaching cooking to build the skills to do it independently. it would be very different from a recipe book, though it would contain some technique elements and recipe suggestions.
i want to know if it would be better as a single big zine, or several small ones.
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harriertail · 2 months
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completely unrelated thoughts of UGZ2 but fanfic or character bios would be fun... only issue would be the zine would be *much* bigger and id have to learn to format properly
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agre-sora · 1 year
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The second piece I made for @asheduecookbook! These babies will be matching wooden pin. I'm so excited to see how they are physical you can't tell!!! Preorders extended but not for long!
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landing-safeheaven · 9 months
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Proceeds will go to hunger aid in Syria or Turkey, reblog if you’re interested!
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spiralhouseshop · 7 months
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It's been a busy vending season! I finally got a chance to update the website with these new buttons, zines, books, and organizers!
Portland Button Works & Spiral House Shop September 22, 2023! - New in Stock for Autumn!
BUTTONS
ACABradabra
Stealing From Witches Is Bad For Your Health
Easily Distracted by Plants
Easily Distracted by Cats
ZINES
Ritual (from the folks at Weird Walk comes a fanzine about The Wicker Man)
Frogs Teeth Field Guide Issues 1, 2, 3
Myth & Lore Issues 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, & 6
SLINGSHOT ORGANIZERS
Small pocket sized
Small spiral bound
Large spiral bound
BOOKS
Sigil Magic: For Writers and Other Creatives by T. Throrn Coyle
Magical House Protection : The Archeology of Counter-Witchcraft by Brian Hoggard
Witch Bottles: History, Culture. Magic by Daniel Harms
Occult Botany: Sédir's Concise Guide to Magical Plants by Paul Sédir
The Treadwell's Book of Plant Magic by Christina Oakley Harrington
One Time Around The Wheel by Same Croke
Black Dog Folklore by Mark Normal
The Cornish Traditional Year by Simon Reed
From Granite to Sea: The Folklore of Bodmin Moor and East Cornwall by Alex Langstone
The Kitchen Witch: Your Complete Guide to Creating a Magical Kitchen with Natural Ingredients, Sacred Rituals, and Spellwork
In the Shadows of 13 Moons: Magical Empowerment through the Dar Lunar Mysteries by Kimberly Sherman-Cook
Mountain Magic: Explore the Secrets of Old Time Witchcraft by Rebecca Beyer
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Hobie Brown's Living Room on the S.S Anne Ark
Hobie's living room on the houseboat complete with graffiti, boatcats, and a juke box he's customed himself.
(In depth explainer below - click for higher rez)
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Diane took this photo early in the morning while Hobie was still sleeping upstairs. It seems like Moto the cat is already up. [Light mentions of my Spidersona Disco-Spider Diane below] The S.S Anne Ark (get it- AnArch?) is Hobie's home, and arguably his favorite place in the world.
Gifted to him by an old geezer Hobie used to work for, he's been living on Anne for 4 years now - since he was 16.
And this is his living room.
Hobie is by no means a homebody, but when he is home, he spends most of his time here - reading, writing songs, and listening to music.
The Living Area -
Feel free to imagine a LOT more junk here. The living room floor is always covered with his projects - songbooks, or patches, zines - whatever art he's making then. Cause Hobie is always making art. His couch might as well be older than him - and he found it on a curb in Tower Hamlets, called a few favors, and somehow got it in here. But it's the most comfortable thing you'll ever sit on.
The Music/Recording Area -
Almost every song Hobie has recorded or written in the past 4 years has been here. Hobie keeps most of his music equipment in the wooden cabinet and the good stuff that can't fit gets put on display. There's a microphone rigged to the ceiling and mixing equipment for recording. Hobie's motto is the louder the better, and it's a good thing the windows are re-enforced, because his speakers are loud enough to make the glass rattle. There's also a vintage jukebox that Hobie had bartered for a couple years back. Now, he loves tickering with it. He's swapped out the old 50's songs for something more his taste tho.
The Kitchen Area -
Hobie can cook, and he loves it, but being a street kid for so long, he's hardly ever gotten in the habit of doing it. Hobie's kitchen is sparce, partly because the boat is off the grid. His cupboards are mainly full of books and shoes, and his oven is rarely used. However, he has a grill on the back deck - and that's where he does most of his cooking. Once Gwendy came around, Hobie got a lot more into cooking, the kid seemed like she needed a homecooked meal. Hobie mainly eats cheap street food - street kid habits -frequenting fish n' chip places and kebab shops, and yeah, he calls the dude behind the counter 'boss' or something. He also eats a lot of food from convivence stores, like packaged sandwiches and cold pastas. Because they're easy to carry, and when he was younger, they were (literal) life-savers. The taste gives him nostalgia. The thing he makes most in the kitchen is beans on toast. Diane finds it disgusting, which Hobie finds hilarious.
The BoatCats
Hobie is a man of many cats. He looks after the dock and alley cats, catching fish on early mornings (yes, he fishes) to give to them before he has breakfast. All of them have names, and none of them have collars. And Hobie loves them all. Those that are a bit older, weaker, or just want to - get to come live with him as BoatCats. Pictured here: Left - Moto (Personality: Feisty, Calm, Curious) Right - Pierogi, also known as Rogi (Personality: Cuddly, Talkative, Friendly) Hobie does not care much for their genders, and doesn't check.
More about The S.S Anne Ark (I'll be posting an explainer with the outside, layout, etc)
The S.S Anne Ark is a modified wide-beam canal boat. Completely off-the-grid, and DIY'd by him, it's Hobie's pride and joy. The Anne Ark is three levels tall - a 'ground' floor, and upstairs, and a locked basement below the deck. Pictured is the living room. To the left - beside the windows - there is a hallway that leads to Hobie's workshop and the basement Hobie choses to firmly keep private. Not even Gwen, Pavi or Diane have been down there. To the right behind the cat tree is the stairs up to Hobie's bedroom. (You walk up those stairs, hit the landing, turn and go up again.) The Anne Ark has two 'bedrooms' and one 'bathroom'. Hobie's bedroom is what was once the control room, gutted and converted. The second bedroom was once a small equipment space. The small bathroom is up there as well - but it's more of a wet room, with a shower and toilet. There's a sink to wash your hands on the second floor outdoor deck, but it's either that or the kitchen sink.
But that's Anne Ark! And after years of squatting and homelessness as a streetkid, Hobie considers Anne his forever home. And he takes pride in that.
He tries pride in opening Anne's doors for others too - kids in the same spot he was, who just need a little help.
Other little facts about Anne Ark:
Hobie's leather jacket is on the couch. He has multiple, he can't be walking around in the same jacket as Spiderpunk 24/7, right? He has a couple, and the ones he stops wearing, he donates. He usually starts a new one when the last is too cover in patches to continue.
The Anne Ark changes colors.
Diane throws rager after-parties on Anne Ark after the band's shows. She has her own apartment she loves to death, and doesn't sleep over often - maybe staying a weekend or two a month, or crashing after a party. In turn, Hobie hardly ever sleeps at hers. Mainly because her place is merticulously pink, and she says he messes up her throw pillows. He disagrees with the idea of unusable pillows. And with her own crib and bed a portal jump away, they don't feel the need to bunk together. Non-conventional relationship and all that. [Insert scene of Barbie being like 'why would you wanna stay over?? :) This is MY dreamhouse lol <3 ]
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So uhhhhh, that's his living room.
I tried to get it as genuinely close how it looks in me paracosm (i JUST learned that word), based on how Diane sees it. All of this is based off of headcanon and I see it when I'm in the space.
Some things may be left out for sake of space and simplicity - but this is mainly it - as accurately as I could reasonably get it.
If you read this far, THANK YOU - I really appreciate it and it genuinely means a lot! As usual, you will take this photo of Hobie, and pretend this is normal behavior.
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Bye.
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figdays · 2 years
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Depression Cooking Zine // SonaliMenezes
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plenilune · 4 months
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what a weird year it's been! this time last year I remember being so high on not wanting to die for the first time in years that I was ecstatic to greet 2023 and find out what I could do in it -- I don't feel that way this year, buffetted about by circumstance and my stupid human body and brain, but I don't feel defeated. I feel like I made a good first pass at a piece of work and now I'm going to take a hack at another draft. I made some good ground. not all the ground I was hoping to make, but a lot I wasn't expecting. I feel good about my ability to keep building a life and a self I can be more and more joyful to occupy.
I tried a lot of new things and some of them didn't work but most of them did. I said yes to a lot of weird shit. I had so many experiences this year. I'm glad I spent a night dancing and smoking on the fire escape outside a masonic lodge and being absolutely drenched in rain. I'm glad Corey and I went on a gorgeous queer group ride with a bunch of other queer cyclists through the streets of our favourite parts of northern Kentucky and then bicycled back home together. I'm glad I had a not-quite-one-night stand and bused home as the sun rose golden and alive and lovely. I'm glad I re-learned the importance of dancing at clubs until I can barely move. I'm glad I saw Oldboy in the cinema and was so adrenalised that I jumped up and down on the sidewalk and screamed waiting for my bus home. I started painting back patches and sewing things onto my clothing and making jewellery and collaging and cropping all my tshirts and sweaters.
I started writing again .god, I started writing again.
and I broke my phone, my glasses, and my computer and struggled financially and took a nightmarish disaster trip to Philadelphia for my grandmother's funeral and I lost access to meds for reasons that were completely my own fault and thus sunk into a mire of depression and fatigue for several months that could have been completely avoided. I struggled to connect to people and struggled to feed myself and been a goddamn wreck. I didn't really accomplish most of the things I thought I was going to, that I started with eagerness and energy at the beginning of the year.
but hell. I built some shit. now I can keep building on top of it. I feel like a completely different person sometimes now, with different possibilities. I fucked up and lost and careened into walls of bad luck over and over this year but I feel better for and about it than I have in a long time. okay, that's new muscles. okay okay okay. new page, new draft, we can go again.
anyway. this year I want to push forward more deliberately on some of the stuff I found out I could do this year -- obviously I am continuing to work on my goddamn space heist book, but also specifically pursue block printing, drag/burlesque, bass, and making zines in 2024 instead of just experimenting with them. bicycle more, cook more, invest in people more, Not Go Off My Meds At Any Point, play more video games, watch more films. (I watched over sixty this year! after barely watching films for so long I didn't know what my own taste was any more, and feeling the shame and confusion of having once been a kid who wanted to go to film school but didn't know what movies they liked any more.)
anyway. here's to all of you who have kept me alive and interested in the world this year. my beloved partner is making arriabbiata and playing jazz in the next room. I have to work first thing tomorrow but tonight I'm going to finish the first season of Better Call Saul and poke at my novel and the day after tomorrow I'm going to have tea and listen to music and sew patches onto my jacket and best flannel. I'm going to keep finding new things to be alive for. I'm going to create a self I want to live inside. I'm excited to know what things are going to happen to me in 2024. I'm excited to learn about new ways to feel joy.
goodnight, 2023. you were a mess and I loved you more often than I didn't.
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littlemoondarling · 1 month
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I was tagged by the lovely @bogbutteronmycroissant thank you so much! I'm making it in a separate post bc that one was too long!
• Name: Vinnian or Moony
• Pronouns: They/Him
• Star Sign: Aries
• # of siblings and fun facts about them (if you have any): none, I do have too many step sibling and the fun fact is that we all hate our whore of a father
• # of pets and their names: 1 and he is called Custard
• Fandom(s): Fnaf, undertale, deltarune, black survival: immortal soul, sims4, trolls, the hunger games, ddadds, my little pony, the amazing world of gumball, total drama island, black butler, death note, my friends' ocs, too many others...
• Favourite color: the icon, the queen, the goddess herself: Purple
• Favourite song: (just one??)(ok fine) Hard drive
• Favourite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoon, whatever): my friend @just-a-wholesome-writer I love his style of writing so much it's insane, he writes these sweet short stories that are easy for me to get into
• Hobbies: drawing, painting, sculpting, writing, cooking, sewing and anything artistic really
• Favourite fic type: Darkfics and angst and comfort
• Favourite holiday: Eid, I like seeing kids out wearing their new clothes and being all smiles and energy, it's sweet.
• Do you have any partners? (Romantic, qpr, anything!): None sadly
• Fun fact about you/ anything fun you wanna share: nothing currently on mind, I just love y'all
(No pressure to anyone I tag!)
@unreadpoppy @inkats @anawkwardlady @vero-vetka13 @venusski @thislittlekumquat @mymissalicorne
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bunchabunszine · 1 year
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Happy LunarNewYear2023 and YearOfTheRabbit! Our zine preorders are now OPEN from Jan 22-Feb 22! This art and cook book is 30+ pages full of original and fan made bunny art, with all profits going towards Rabbitats Rescue!
CLICK HERE TO PREORDER!
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note: buncha bundles are limited in stock so be sure to grab them fast!
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🖤hi🖤
🍊🖤ophelia, 19, she/her🖤🍊
🕊️🇵🇸PALESTINE AP GRATIS🇵🇸🕊️
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼
special interest :D -
mycology, please talk to me about it I love it so much
likes:
music-
will wood(and the tapeworms)
lemon demon
tally hall
miracle musical
siouxie and the banshees
against me!
icp
bad religion
the cramps
system of a down
the smiths
tv girl
rage against the machine
cage the elephant
idkhbtfm
mitski
depeche mode
korn
cafe tacvba
slipknot
dream nails
the front bottoms
thursday
movies/shows-
murder on the orient express
death on the nile
a haunting in venice
into and across the spiderverse
dhmis
big top burger
top gun 1+2
christine
coraline
all studio ghibli movies
bee and puppycat
hilda
atla
lisa frankenstein
phineas and ferb
but im a cheerleader
books-
the metamorphosis
the trial
letters to milena
lanny
grief is the thing with feathers
house of leaves
the yellow wallpaper
the stranger
the diaries of franz kafka
games-
stardew valley
portal 1+2
minecraft
good pizza great pizza
potion craft alchemist
tukoni
animal crossing
harvest moon
fallout(almost all games)
rdr2
batim
bg3
hobbies-
drawing
crocheting
sculpting
linocut printmaking
jewelry making
collecting things(bottles, rocks, beetle/cicada related items, mushroom related items, shells, soda tabs, bread tabs, clown things, fruit stickers, playing cards, buttons, antique spoons, etc.)
animation
tattooing
book binding
sewing
quilting
zine making
graffiti
baking/cooking
embroidery
gardening
bird watching
foraging
basket weaving
paper making
whittling
misc-
my friends
poetry
psychological horror
nature
bugs
animals
clowns
mardi gras
strawberry shortcake
snoopy
miffy
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼
tagging system-
🍱- original posts
🎠- reblogs
🍂- art
🪐-music
📜- literature
☕️- things I wanna buy
💌- positive anecdotes about my life
☁️- vents
🪽- asks
🍊- positive posts
🍜- my recipes
🃏- tag games
🪶- queued or scheduled posts
🎟️ - word of the day
🍄‍🟫 - mycology
🖤🖤🖤- saves n favs
‼️‼️‼️- important stuff
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼
I love you all make sure to eat and drink water today <3
everything is ok to rb unless explicitly stated otherwise !
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llonelygoddess · 7 months
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I'm almost finished with my oc's ref to share with you! ^^ in the meantime... How about the almighty quest of finding the perfect birthday gift for darling? What lengths will they go to figure it out/get it?
Expect me again VERY soon!
Thank you so much for the request! It's helped majorly with my writers block, and I love your OC! Very adorable!!
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With Dawn, it’ll be as simple as showing you a cute TikTok that has something she thinks you might like or pointing out things in magazines ( she’s a magazine girly, loves ordering stuff from random ‘zines). Though, if she sees you’re stressed out she fully abandons her gift idea for the moment. She knows how crazy it can be living with the family and in this small town so she asks the family if she can take you away for a weekend to give you a break from the chaos that is your life. Once you’re relaxed and enjoying some rest time she gives you a self care kit stocked with bath supplies, dvds you love, smelly candles, fidgets, a new journal and something from your favorite hobby. 
For some reason, Ricky just KNOWS what you want. It would be weird if he didn’t get literally the PERFECT gift. His gift comes in three parts: a letter, the gift, and a commemorative bear. He gets you one every year from Build a Bear so you both can go through the whole process of picking it out, putting a heart in with scents or a voice box, and getting a certificate (He keeps the certificate as his own little memory keepsake). 
Maeve will spend hours reading all the books she can borrow from the bookstore to find the perfect one for you. She scours the genres from romance and adventure to the scary stuff like Splatter punk. ( Don’t look it up, trust me it gets fucked up lol) When it comes time to give you the gift she’ll set up a cute moonlit dinner at a nearby creek (she’s witchy so of course lol). And by dinner I mean tea time food cause this girl cannot cook for shit. She puts together a bunch of finger foods and drinks with the hopes you’ll spend a few hours just enjoying the atomosphere. 
I think we can guess what Eddie does to find you the perfect gift lol From scouring your Amazon history/wish lists to just stalking you whenever you go out, Eddie is basically in a competition with himself to get you the best gift ever. He’s so indecisive though so gift giving for him looks like receiving multiple amazon packages a day for a week.  
You’d think with all the weed Dakota’s brain would be too mush to think of giving a gift, but no. This man starts planning your gift a year in advance EVERY year. After dragging you around with him everywhere, he’d settle on buying you an experience. Something out of town that you all could go to as a family, like one of those immersive movies where you eat what they show on screen. Or a “potion” making class where you mix drinks together and use wands.  
Literally the only one who just asks you what you want lol I mean, Mateo intends to give you more than what you tell him but he’s too worried he’ll get you something you won’t like. So along with what you ask for, he’ll most likely get you something like a necklace with both of your initials engraved in it. A black diamond in the shape of a heart.
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ithinkabouttzu · 4 months
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Tag game
GET TO KNOW ME :))
Thank you for the tag!! @malarkgirlypop
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NAME:
Mac! (excluding the thousands of nicknames I also get called)
PRONOUNS:
she/her
STAR SIGN:
I’m a sagittarius with a taurus rising and a aries moon!
# OF SIBLINGS AND FUN FACTS ABOUT THEM (IF YOU HAVE ANY):
1 younger brother, he is the sweetest little soul ever, but he has no chill 😭 (he got in trouble for putting fireworks up his ass and lighting it on new years day)
1 older brother! He’s very tough and can be very overprotective over me but he’s cool, he also plays american college football which is super interesting !
# OF DOGS & THEIR NAMES
1 dog, one named Ella Bea, who is a gsp rascal and also wants to live under my skin (she has separation anxiety)
And another dog names Bella, who is the sweetest dog ever She’s a brown lab and she’s been with me forever
FANDOMS
Band of brothers, The Pacific, Kpop, Lana del rey, and Cod MW2!!!
FAVORITE COLOR
sunset orange but i’m a pink girlie at heart!
FAVORITE SONG
This song is amazing 😩 go listen to it now!!
FAVORITE AUTHOR (OF ANYTHING READABLE - BOOKS, FANFICS, ZINES, WEBTOONS, WHATEVER)
fanfics:
@malarkgirlypop @softguarnere @bellewintersroe @liebgotts-lovergirl Sorry I can’t think of any more rn 😭
Books:
Twisted Lies - Ana Huang
All Quiet on The Western Front - Erich Maria Remarque
FAVORITE FIC TYPE:
Childhood best-friends to lovers (someone please write a fic like this for sledge 😵‍💫) !! Idk why I love it so much but it’s just so fluffy and sweet, like it’s always been you and it’ll always be you. Also Enemies to lovers! The thought of seeing only the worst side of someone and still loving them, is so beautiful.
FAVORITE HOLIDAY:
Halloween and Valentines!
I love putting up decorations for halloween and for Valentines, I just love, love!!
DO YOU HAVE A PARTNER (ROMANTIC, QPR, ANYTHING!)?:
I had gotten out of a somewhat relationship not too long ago, so i’m just chillin now
HOBBIES:
I love reading, writing, playing the piano, learning korean, honestly just learning new things in general. I’m a total history nerd so you’ll find me watching probably the Smithsonian channel in my free time 😭
FUN FACTS ABOUT ME:
- I actually love studio ghibli movies, they are my absolute favorite!
- I’m also a big football and basketball fan, growing up with 2 brothers that play it and a dad who coaches football, you get the hang of it all pretty quick
- I love cooking!! I’m the main cook in my family and friend group :)
(I can’t think of anyone to tag so i’ll just leave it here :)))
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riality-check · 1 year
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Hi!! I bought the wonderful @lazylittledragon’s Steddie dads zine last night, and in that time I’ve read it twice and loved every second of it. One of the panels (for those of you who have the zine, it’s page 42; for those of you who don’t, it’s a panel of Steve and Eddie sitting on a bed, holding each other, while Steve cries and Eddie says “I’ve got you.”) has lived rent fucking free in my brain, and it’s inspired 1k of whatever the hell this is. 
If you haven’t already bought the zine, do it now, it’s so incredibly worth it!! Anyway, bon appetit.
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Steve doesn’t know why he’s freaking out so much. He’s not the one literally growing a person. He’s been pretty much fine this entire time. He’s held Eddie’s hair back when the morning sickness got bad and he’s bought baby clothes and he’s read so much (even though he can’t read for shit) of those little parenting books they have at the library.
Steve has been fine this entire time. He’s pushed back all his anxiety and every other remotely negative emotion because Eddie needs him. Eddie needs all the reassurance and comfort and joy that Steve can give him regarding this kid, and Steve is more than happy to give it. He’s got a nearly infinite supply.
But right now, on this random afternoon in July, everything that Steve has been holding back so carefully is coming to the surface.
In four months or so, he’s going to be a dad. He’s going to have a little, tiny, helpless baby utterly dependent on him for everything.
And Steve knows he’s going to fuck it up.
God. Steve loves this kid so much already. He thinks about who she’s gonna look like more (he hopes it’s Eddie). He sings to her, even when Eddie laughs and tells him to stop. He wonders how much she’ll cry, what her favorite food is going to be, what her first word will be, where she’ll take her first steps. 
He’s so excited to meet her, and he’s so scared, too.
Because love doesn’t prevent people from fucking things up. Steve doesn’t have a single doubt in his mind that he is going to love this kid. But he’s worried that he’s going to make every mistake in the book.
What if he can’t get her to sleep? What if he can’t get her to eat? He doesn’t even know how to change a diaper!
What if he ends up putting his issues on to her? What if he loves her enough to make her resent him for it? 
(Wouldn’t be the first time.)
What if-
There’s a knock on the door. “Steve?”
Shit.
Steve tries to wipe his eyes and steady his voice before he answers, “Yeah.”
It doesn’t quite work.
“Can I come in? You’ve been gone a little while.”
Steve wipes his eyes some more and sucks all the snot he can back up his nose. He hopes Eddie doesn’t notice. “Sure.”
The door opens, and Eddie stands there for a minute, just looking Steve over. He looks good, he always does, even in a plain black sweatshirt and ratty old jeans.
Steve watches in real time as an expression of sympathy takes over his face.
“Sweetheart,” Eddie says, and yeah, that’s enough for Steve to start crying again.
He curls up and buries his face in his arms and doesn’t look up, not even when Eddie sits next to him on the bed. He puts his arms around him, just holding, and when Steve can feel Eddie’s belly pressed against his leg, he cries harder.
“I’ve got you,” Eddie says.
This is stupid. I’m not the one who should be stressed out.
“Can you tell me what’s wrong?” Eddie asks after a minute. He rubs soothing circles on Steve’s back.
“It’s stupid,” Steve gasps out.
“If you’re crying over it, it’s not stupid,” Eddie says gently.
“It is. I’m not the one doing the work.”
Steve can feel it when Eddie laughs. The gentle shake of his whole body makes Steve stop crying for just a second.
“You’re doing work, Steve.”
“I’m not the one growing a person.”
Eddie pulls back a little and looks at Steve seriously. “Just because you don’t have the parasite doesn’t mean you’re not doing work. You’ve gone shopping and you’ve cooked and you’ve cleaned and you’ve taken care of me. Does that not count as work?”
“No.”
“If we flipped the situation, and I was doing all that, would you still think that?”
Steve hates when Eddie is right.
“You’re allowed to be overwhelmed, Steve.”
Steve sniffles. “You need me, though.”
“I do,” Eddie says. “I’m always going to need you. But you’re allowed to need me, too, okay?”
Steve nods. “Yeah, I know.”
Eddie raises his eyebrows.
“I know!” Steve insists with a wet laugh.
“Okay,” Eddie smiles, and it’s the kind of smile Steve always wants to be the reason for. “Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?”
“I’m gonna fuck this up.”
Eddie snorts. “So am I. You’re not special.”
“No, like,” Steve struggles for the words. “I’ve never been around kids-”
“Neither have I.”
“-and I don’t even know how to do basic shit-”
“That’s why Joyce is teaching us.”
Steve gives Eddie a look. “I know you’re trying to be reassuring, but can you let me finish?”
“Sorry, sweetheart.” Eddie mimes zipping his mouth closed.
It’s stupid little things like that that make Steve wonder how he got so lucky.
“I’m worried,” Steve swallows. “I’m worried that I’m gonna fuck up this kid enough to be just like me.”
Eddie’s eyebrows pinch together. “Steve. You are nothing like your parents.”
“I know! I know that. I have no doubt about loving this kid. I’m just afraid that - I don’t know.”
“It’s okay,” Eddie assures him. “It’s okay not to know.”
“I’m so afraid that I’m going to be overbearing and end up suffocating her,” Steve whispers.
Eddie stares at him for a good, long moment. Finally, he says, “Are you worried about loving her too much?”
“It sounds stupid when you say it like that,” Steve mutters.
Eddie takes his face in his hands and looks him dead in the eyes. “Not stupid.”
Eddie kisses him, soft and sweet and slow, and Steve kisses him back just as soft, just as sweet, and just as slow.
“You make me feel like the luckiest man on earth every single day,” Eddie says, Steve’s face still in his hands. “This kid is so goddamn lucky to be loved by you.”
Steve can’t help it; he starts crying again. Eddie wraps his arms around him.
“I’ve got you,” he says again.
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