Today is just a normal art, tomorrow the tickle art cuz I’m lazy!!!

The same man btw.

Well let’s see….I’ll have to think about it

Young Guns (1988) - Directed by Christopher Cain

It’s my boyyyyyy 🥹

Steve does not have enough fanart oh my god

I know it’s been over a month since New Years. -_-

New Years Eve, in the streets of Lincoln, New Mexico

The chilly December air nipped at the tip of my nose and burned my lips, but I was too wrapped up in the celebration from the townsfolk to care. The Regulators were scattered amongst the crowd, all swept up in their own merriment. Mister Tunstall was chatting with some of his colleagues, moving around easily despite the rambunctious festivities.

“Hey, there you are!” I heard Billy’s voice before he pulled me aside, snickering to himself. “You gotta see this…”

He drug me into the heart of the crowd before pointing out into the open area near a fire. My eyes landed on Doc, who was dancing with a young, Asian woman. She was absolutely beautiful, her appearance unlike a porcelain doll. Even her movements where soft and careful. I smiled softly, seeing the look of utter infatuation in Doc’s eyes.

“A sight, ain’t it? We ought to find somebody before midnight. Have a nice kiss before the new day.” I knew I sounded ridiculous, but I was a sucker for romance. I was an even bigger sucker for the thought of getting to kiss Steven again.

“Ah, that’s too corny for me,” Billy huffed, waving a dismissive hand. After a moment he leaned closer. “He’s over by the fire, with Charlie.” He pulled back with a nod and knowing smile before mixing back into the crowd to dance. I shook my head fondly as my eyes scanned the crowd, looking for Steve.

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“He ain’t all there, is he?” Steve shouted over the music, eyes glimmering with mirth as he and Charlie watched Billy be in his own world, laughing and dancing his heart out. Steve pulled the cork out of whisky bottle and took a swig of it, his eyes catching something moving closer to him. He looked over and made a noise of content to see me.

“Hey, darlin’! You havin’ fun out here?” He asked, not noticing Charlie move away to give us our own space.

“I am! Just wanted to come check on you,” I replied, somewhat truthful. I wanted him to kiss me again, when midnight hit. It had a been a couple days since…we started kissing and got caught. I wanted to have a proper reason this time.

“I’m doin’ just fine, sugar,” He gave me a wink, speaking clearly despite the cork between his teeth. He pushed it back into his whisky bottle, an action I found oddly attractive.

I cleared my throat, “So…you have someone to kiss for new years?” I saw him pause just as someone in the crowd began to count down from ten. He looked up at me, and I saw that familiar gaze in his brown orbs from before. Like he wanted to pull me apart and put me back together.

“Now who do you think…?” He growled teasingly as he stood up, pulling me closer.

“Five!”

“Happy New Year,” I murmured

“Four!”

“Happy New Year, sweetheart…”

“Three!” He smirked down at me before turning his head and spitting the tobacco out of his mouth. I felt a flutter in my chest that he remembered I didn’t like it.

“Two!”

“C’mere, you…” He pulled me flush against him, lowering his head.

“One! Happy New Year!”

Hollars and gunshots filled the air, but in that moment I couldn’t hear a thing except for my own heart as he sealed our lips together with a raw passion that left me breathless. He pulled back just enough to whisper against my lips, “I ain’t done with you.”

I blushed, a mischievous smirk crossing my face. We weren’t getting caught this time.

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Let me know what you think, btw here’s another pic. He surprisingly gets cleaned up for new years in the film…

Biblically accurate Dirty Steve: