#it counts

[pierogiy]

i love baseball

[magnificentbirb]

james vowles to alex albon last summer

[nostalgicish]

i love u krolia

bonus:

one of my favorite tropes is when pidge is the last one to find out 💀

[pouletpourri]

doodle compilation ft those morons

[kitmarlowe]

[merciful-soup]

f2u with credit // redraw an OOOLDDD doodle of mine.... he's hungry :3

[matchingbatbites]

I started writing this little time skip at the end of if you want it (baby you got it) but I didn't really feel like it flowed well with the fic itself. And since it's my birthday, I thought I'd give you all a little treat 🩷

They've been together for five years when Steve drops a magazine on the coffee table in their hotel. "Looks like the cat's out of the bag," he says as Eddie leans forward, careful of his guitar as he looks at the cover.

It's a gossip rag, but front and center is a photo of Eddie and Steve from the other night, taken outside a well known gay club in New York City. Steve remembers the moment well, because they'd made out behind the club and engaged in a bit of public frottage until they couldn't take it anymore and rushed back to the hotel.

Looks like they got caught in the act, if the picture and the large "Rockstar Eddie Munson Caught With Manager Outside New York Gay Club" splashed across it are anything to go by.

"Well, shit," Eddie mutters as he flips the magazine open, only to see more pictures of them displayed inside, including them leaving the club hand-in-hand. "It could have been worse, I guess. We could have actually had our dicks out."

"This isn't a joke, Eddie. This could really impact your career if we don't get ahead of it—"

"Stevie, baby," Eddie cuts in. He sets the guitar to the side and takes Steve's hands in his own, tugging him closer. "I don't care if the whole world knows I'm gay. I'm surprised it didn't get out sooner, if I'm being honest, but I'm not upset."

"But—"

"Nope, no buts. You are the most important thing in my life, sweetheart. I'd give up my entire career before I ever even hinted that I'm not fully head over heels in love with you. If we need to make an official statement we can, but it'll be me very publicly declaring that you're the love of my life and you're not going anywhere, and anyone who doesn't like it can fuck off."

Steve can't help but smile as he slips forward to straddle Eddie's lap. "Gonna go to war with the media over me?"

"The media, the fans, the fucking world if I have to."

Steve laughs and lets Eddie pull him into a kiss that turns into a short make out. Eddie pulls away after a couple of minutes and says "We need to buy a couple more copies of that magazine."

"Why the fuck would we do that?" Steve asks, and Eddie grins.

"Well this one is to frame, obviously. The other two copies we'll send to Tommy and Carol, along with flowers and a thank you card. After all, we wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them showing you what a bottom you are, baby."

Steve rolls his eyes, even though it's nothing but fond. "You're ridiculous," he says and Eddie just presses a kiss to his cheek.

"I love you too, sweetheart."