#I am literally so obsessed with these two
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Can you write kate Martin x reader that she’s completely whipped by but they get into an argument and Kate says something she didn’t mean?
Wedding Planning . KM
pairing: kate martin x reader
synopsis: kate says something she doesn’t mean and it puts your relationship at risk.
A/N: guys i think this is my favorite kate fic so far
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it had felt like you’ve known kate for a lifetime, having been together for 5 years. so naturally, when she proposed to you on your anniversary, you could hardly contain your excitement. there were tears, kissing and laughing (and the best engagement sex ever). it was the absolute best night of your life.
since you were a little girl you had dreamed of your wedding. you were obsessed with wedding dresses and falling in love, constantly imaging what your life was going to look like. when you’d play outside you’d make wedding bouquets out of wild flowers, or when you would draw portraits they’d always depict you walking down the isle. now that you were grown and engaged to the love of your life, you couldn’t wait to get started on planning the wedding.
kate, although she was equally ecstatic to get married, wasn’t as keen on wedding planning. she was more laid back with decisions and didn’t have any particular opinions on how she wanted it to look. ‘just as long as you’re happy, babe’ she would say. you didn’t mind all that much, in fact it made your life easier. you had full reign to make your wedding exactly how you had pictured it.
on the downside, it felt like you were doing this all alone when you really wished it was something you two could do together. you just wanted to sit down, after kate came home from practice and you from work, and look through different flowers and centerpieces. you wanted to do cake testings and pick out color schemes. but kate’s answer was always the same when you asked: ‘whatever you like, i like’.
you knew that possibly couldn’t be true. kate was an open book and you knew literally everything about her. there had to be at least one cake flavor she despised or one flower she didn’t like, there’s no way she was fine with anything. sometimes you felt irritated that there weren’t any disagreements about the wedding, she accepted any ideas you threw her way and it really bothered you. planning a wedding, throwing a party in honor of your love for one another, should be about what both of you want.
it had already been months since your engagement and the wedding was rolling around quicker than expected. within days, you became stressed and overwhelmed. there were still so many decisions to make, so many people to call, so many things that still needed to be made perfect. these past few weeks have been incredibly hectic, and to no surprise, you felt isolated and alone. perhaps it was just typical bridal anxiety, or maybe it was the fact that your fiancé wanted nothing to do with helping prepare for your big day.
one late night, around 12 am, you sat on the floor of your shared living room. you had came home late from a night shift at work, waiting up for kate to come home from a night out with the team. with the wedding being so close you decided to spend the extra time tying loose ends and checking things off your to do list. you always waited for kate when she was out late, it was near impossible to sleep without her, so you didn’t mind.
there were folders and binders spread on the coffee table in front of you. little scraps of color samples and inspiration pictures took up every square inch, various phone numbers and addresses also scattered every which way. to any outsider, it’d seem like chaos, but you enjoyed the sweet moments of wedding planning.
not long after you organized the floral section of your wedding binder, you heard the lock of the front door click open. it was followed by the creak of the hinges and heavy footsteps. you looked over from your spot on the ground, seeing kate drop her bag at the door and kick her shoes off. she was tired, you could tell, but still buzzing from hanging out with her teammates.
“hey, baby! you’re home!” you smiled as she approached you. she leant down to press a chaste kiss to your lips before setting down on the couch that you sat against.
“hey,” she was slightly out of breath. she was leaning over your shoulder now, eyeing the mess on the table “wedding stuff? this late?”
“yeah, i wanted to keep myself busy while i waited for you”
“gotcha” with a monotone response, she was already dismissing you and pulling out her phone. she didn’t ask about what you were arranging or what folder you were working on, but instead she was checking instagram?
it made your blood boil slightly, the way that she was completely clueless to anything wedding related.
“want to help me?” you asked, looking back at her “if you’re gonna be up for a little longer, i’d like the help”
“you know me, babe. i’m really not good with that, you’ve got the eye for all of it” she didn’t even bother to make eye contact with you.
“really?” you choked back a scoff, torn between wanting to be mad and confront her or letting the matter roll over.
“what do you mean ‘really’?” now she was paying attention, typical.
“don’t worry about it, let’s just go to to bed” you pushed yourself off the floor, putting on your slippers and heading for the stairs. before you could move, however, kate had grabbed your wrist gently to keep you in place.
“well i am worried,” her face contorted to any angry frown “why are you mad all of the sudden?”
“because kate, you’re pissing me off”
“what the hell did i do?”
you wanted to scream, the emotion starting to build up inside of you. for months you had been annoyed with how she left all the wedding stuff for you to do. how she didn’t even want to be involved in this made you feel like you weren’t doing this wedding to proclaim your love, that you were really just doing it for yourself.
it wasn’t your intention to pick this fight tonight, but oh god did you just want to get it all off your chest.
“i’m pissed because you don’t even want to help with this wedding, kate! you can’t even sit down with me for 5 minutes and help me organize a fucking folder”
“that’s not true i-”
“no it is!” you didn’t even want to hear the bullshit that was bout to spew from her mouth. she remained on the couch, jaw clenched in anger as you cut her off “every time i ask you to do something, you blow me off and leave me to do it by myself! you have no interest in doing any of it with me”
“babe, i’m just not good at that stuff. i thought you wanted to plan this?” she was chewing at the inside of her cheeks now, you could tell she was trying to avoid this conversation.
“with you! i want to plan this with you! but for some reason you want no part in it! i have asked time and time again for a little help in hopes that you’d become interested in it. because in all honesty, kate, i don’t even care about the wedding being perfect. i just want to do it with you! i want you to care and to go to run wedding errands with me, i want you to want to do it with me, but you don’t even give a shit!”
her face started to turn red with annoyance, eyes pressed shut. her large hands covered her face as the ran down her cheeks. she was practically huffing as she sat there listening to you completely hound her for her disinterest.
“you haven’t even asked me about what flowers i decided to go with or shown any fucking interest in my god damn dress. my dress, kate, the part that i’m most excited for. you don’t even care about that and it hurts. and you dont ev-”
“jesus, i don’t care about the fucking wedding, YN!”
she could have just punched you right in the face, it probably would have hurt less than hearing her say that. your heart dropped, noticing how she was seething in rage. jaw still clenched, hands tugging at the roots of her hair, trying to calm herself down.
your eyes welled with tears, body frozen as you tried to process what just happened. she she really not care at all? it didn’t take long for the tears to start spilling, running down your cheeks in heavy cascades. a sob struck your body, you tired to bite your lip to hold it back but it was no use.
“great,” you muttered. she finally looked up at, body softening when she realized what she said “glad i know how you feel”
“baby…” she stood up abruptly, trying to come over to you.
“save it, it’s clear that you don’t care about the wedding” more sobs took over you, it killed kate to see you like this. she was kicking herself internally for even thinking that. why did she say that?
“if it’s really that big of a deal” you stepped back when kate tried to reach for you hand to apologize “then let’s just call the whole thing off”
“YN, no” she begged, tears of her own building up “baby come on, i didn’t mean it, don’t say that”
“why not? i mean you don’t have any interest in it. like at all, not even enough to spend time with me to do it. so let’s just call it”
“i don’t want to call it off” her lips contorted to a frown “i wouldn’t have proposed if i didn’t want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. honey please, i don’t want to call it off”
“you’re not acting like it” is all you could say, you were truly speechless at this point. “why scream at me that you ‘don’t care about the wedding’ when i’m trying to express my feelings to you if you don’t want to call it off”
“because i’m a fucking idiot” her voice wobbled as she began to cry. the pattern of her tears mimicking yours “i don’t know why i said that, it’s not true even in the slightest. i’ve just been so stressed with everything recently and stuff with the wedding has just been so overwhelming, but at the end of the day i just want to marry you, baby. that’s no excuse, i’ll admit that i haven’t been a very good fiancé”
“no you haven’t” you crossed your arms, wiping away some of your tears “i know things are stressful…and i get that, but you don’t even seem interested. like you don’t want to do this with me”
“i do,” another wave of sadness washes over her “i think i’m just scared. things are happening so quick and change makes me nervous…our life is so perfect and i’m worried that i’m gonna fuck it up somehow. whether it’s planning the wedding or being a shitty wife, i feel like im going to fail”
“kate…” you swallowed deeply. it sent another pang to your heart knowing that this is how she felt all along “is that really how you feel? like you’re going to fail?”
she nodded, sniffling as she looked down at her feet in embarrassment. you ran over to her in an instant to pull her into your arms. she collapsed into your body, arms wrapping around your waist, chin sitting atop your shoulder as she cried to you. your hands rubbed her back smoothly, letting her get all of it out.
“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry that i’ve been so shitty” you could feel your shirt dampen with teardrops “you don’t deserve any of this. i can’t believe i said i don’t care, i never meant it, i swear”
“hey hey hey,” your hand now finding the back of her head, running your fingers through her hair “it’s going to be ok, i get it, we can work past that. but the last thing i want is for you to feel like you’re going to be a shitty wife. baby, i don’t think you could be a bad wife even if you tried”
“you’re just saying that”
“i’m not! i mean it! you’re the love of my life and i think you’re perfect inside and out. i wouldn’t have said yes if i didn’t accept every part of you. we’ll have ups and downs like everyone does, but that doesn’t mean i don’t still love you and it certainly doesn’t make you a shitty wife”
she released you from the hug when you took ahold of her shoulders. you ran your palms up and down her biceps before moving to her face, fingers grazing her cheekbones.
“it’s going to be ok, alright?” you cracked a smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead as you got up on your tip toes.
“i’m sorry, i love you so much” she pulled you in for a real kiss, this time, lips coming into contact with yours.
“i love you too”
after that night, kate made it her mission to change. she started helping out more, like you had asked, but she was also doing things on her own. kate picked out her suit, called the wedding photographer, and a handful of other things on your list. it was clear to you now that she just needed reassurance. it was going to take sometime to recover from what she had said to you, but you knew none of it was true and it was something you could work past.
you just wanted to marry your girl.
and marry her, you did.
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Hi! Could I have some Arlecchino x fem reader fluff? Maybe going on a date together?
I am also currently obsessed with her, she’s just so askdskejdhdbdbdn >///<
Thank you!
YES THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST YOU JUST MADE MY DAY :D
Also that's literally so real she's taken over all my thoughts and she lives in my head absolutely rent free
A date with Mon ange - Arlecchino x fem!reader
This is NOT proofread if you see any grammar mistakes no you didn't
"My dear, with all due respect, I love your cookies but you burnt the hell out of them."
To say today was a disaster was an understatement, you didn't wake up to your alarm clock, which meant you missed the morning market where you often got some of Alrecchino's and Lynette's favorite treats. Not only that, but just an hour later, freminet came home with a large gash on his leg, which he had gotten when trying to maneuver through a shipwreck out at sea. Then, some of the children had roped you into playing games with them, and promptly forgot you had cookies in the oven.
So, it's safe to say Arlecchino's remark ended with you being even madder than before, even if you knew she was just making an observation.
"well if they're so burnt, bake them yourself next time!" You quickly stomped out of the room, hanging up your apron as you walked past the door. You quickly walked up the stairs and down the hall to your room, and slammed the door behind. You sat down at the small desk where you kept all of your stationary and makeup, immediately looking around for anything that couldn't be broken (or at least something not of high importance). Luckily, there was a small journal in the drawer, and you decided it would be better to journal then take your anger out on some poor object. After about 3 pages were filled, the sound of the door startled you a little, yet you kept writing in journal. A pair of strong arms wrapped around your shoulders, and a kiss was planted on top of your head. Neither of you chose to speak, you just kept writing anything and everything, and she watched.
"would you like to go out to dinner tonight mon ange? I'm sure the maids can handle the children for tonight."
She finally broke the silence, and you put the pen and paper down. A small smile came across your face, as you finally looked up to see her face. While she often kept the neutral looking expression, you could see the difference in her eyes, a look of sadness from upsetting you was clear.
"that sounds lovely Alrecchino, where do you want to go?"
"you choose, we can go anywhere in Fontaine, don't worry about the cost." You were quick to open your mouth about not wanting to overspend, but she placed a kiss to your forehead, making your protests stop.
"you've had a bad day, you deserve whatever your heart desires [Name]." How she knew you had a bad day was above you, though you presumed she had guessed just from the way you lashed out.
"well then, I suppose I could go for some Tripes du Port right about now" your words brought a small smile to her face, and she placed one last small kiss on your head, before standing up.
"To the hotel debord it is then."
The hotel was never short of amazing, all the decorations so elegant, yet so simple at the same time. The two of you sat down in a corner of the restaurant, a candle in the center illuminating both your menus.
"What are you going to get Arle? You always seem to change it up when we come here." She didn't look up from her menu as you spoke, instead she focused on even more.
"I suppose I'll get cassoulet, I don't think I've tried it here yet." She set her menu down and gave you another small smile, one she often didn't flash in public, but she was sure no one was looking.
"oh and darling, you look great in that outfit, you should wear it more often." She took your hand and rubbed your hand reassuringly, her words were definitely ones you needed to hear.
"I'm glad you think so Arle, I bought it recently and haven't had any chances to wear it. I thought tonight would be a nice night to show it off." She took note of how you messed with the hem of the fabric, a tell tale sign you were flattered by her compliments.
The waitress walked over with 2 glasses of wine, and smiled at both of you as she pulled out a paper and pen
"what can I get you two tonight? If you're still not sure, I can come back in a few minutes." You smiled and nodded as both her and Arlecchino looked at you, it looks like you would be ordering first.
"I'll have the Tripes du Port please, oh, and a slice of your blueberry pie." You flash her another smile as you hand her the menu, and look over to Arle as she orders
"I'll have the cassoulet, please and thank you." The waitress nods as she finishes writing, and takes Arlecchino's menu.
"merci, I'll be back with those as soon as they're done!" The waitress gives one last smile before she walks off, and it's just you and Arlecchino again. She picks up her wine glass and takes a sip, before looking at you with expectancy.
"well drink up dear, you deserve it."
All of that food and wine practically made you forget about all of your problems from the day. Well, Arlecchino was the real reason, but having something to talk over definitely was helping. You couldn't help but smile and laugh at all of her stories, telling your own in return. You two were at the register, Arlecchino paying for your meals as you kept one hand tightly around hers.
"merci beaucoup! s'il vous plaît, revenez bientôt!"
(thank you very much! Please come again soon!)
Both you and Arlecchino say thank you as you walk out the doors, the cool Fontaine air hitting you the second you leave.
"thank you for tonight Arle, you don't know how much I appreciate it." You give her a soft smile, which melts her heart a little more each time she sees it.
"it's no problem dear, you had quite the interesting day" she chuckled, and ran her thumb across the back of your hand, still seemingly trying to comfort you. You laughed along with her, though the both of you went quiet just after; Slowly taking king in the beauty of Fontaine on the walk back to the house.
The two of you made it back just fine, and you walked home to a entrance that seemed cleaner than before. Alrecchino could already see the panic setting into your face, and she just sighed and placed a kiss to your cheek.
"I promise I gave the maids permission to clean without you here, and I made sure they did it to your tastes my dear. Is that all you're worried about?" You seemed to think for a moment, before quickly realizing the many responsibilities you didn't attend to today.
"oh my God I forgot to clean Lyney and Lynettes stage outfits! And I never went back to help the younger children with their homework and-" Arlecchino took off your coat as you rambled on, taking both yours and hers over to the coat rack while half listening to you. She came back and wrapped her hands around your waist, and nestled her face into the crook of your neck, placing a few light kisses against it.
"[name], did you write this all down in your journal earlier?"
"yes well-" you finally snapped out of your thoughts, and despite not being able to see it, you could sense the grin on her face.
"...you gave that list to the maids didn't you."
"if it makes you feel better, I rewrote it and handed that list to the maids, I left out the things you said about me, after all, some things are better kept secret, Mon ange." you groaned at her teasing words, yet ultimately thanked her for it.
"then I guess I owe you a big thanks Arle, you're amazing." You pressed your lips to hers, giving her yet another small smile.
"how about you show me how thankful you are right now and come lay down with me." Her hands unwrapped from around your waist, and she moved to take your hand and lead you towards the stairs. You happily followed behind her, curious to see just what she had in store for you.
I DONT KNOW HOW TO FINISH THIS IM GOING TO CRY BUT (HOPEFULLY) THERE WILL BE A PART 2
anyway I'm so so so sorry this took me so long, turns out musical + con preparations + school don't make for a great writing time. Thank you 🪼 anon for waiting, I'm sorry if you think this is shit it kind of is (･ัω･ั)
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I am so sorry people say such vile things about you, I literally cannot understand why people are so obsessed with you to the point of trying to make you out to be this 'monster'. It's horrible and you don't deserve it, you seem like a genuinely caring person who tries to understand nuance and complex issues, while focusing on issues and topics that personally affect you. I feel like it must be so draining sometimes and I'm sorry for it :<
i don’t know bc i’m not the only jewish trans person on this website who talks abt antisemitism and antitransmasculinity but for some reason ppl have fixated on me, for like two years now, and it’s exhausting. it’s part of the reason i’m not as active anymore bc anytime i post a bit more or try to talk abt antisemitism or antitransmasculinity they come out of the woodwork to call me an evil baby killing zionist lesbian rapist like. it would be funny if it wasn’t so draining.
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Strawberries and Cream
Pairing: Eddie Diaz x Reader
Word count: LITERALLY 8K
Part two
Notes: Why am I obsessed with the idea of Eddie dancing with reader to “My boo” like I heard it for da first time in a MINUTE and I was like FISJDJSJSKSNSKS and immediately wrote this so you know what good work me. I’m back like six days later (not really) and I want the song to be “Don’t get much better”, you know the one from the fast movies? So you know what YOU DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT IT TO BE
Chapter 3: Why you so obsessed with me?
Waking up to you the next morning is nice. Eddie stretches carefully trying not to jostle you too much. He’s got a long shift coming up and he just wants to enjoy this little moment with you as long as he can. He runs his fingers down your bare arm, biting his lip at the way you shiver and snuggle deeper into his side
He kisses your head gently, burying his nose in your hair. You smell like strawberries, vanilla… and he could lose his mind over the way you smell just the slightest bit like him after spending all night in his arms.
He watches the way your back falls slightly as you breathe, revels in the soft breaths on his chest. Even the occasional cute little noises you make. God this is nice, too nice. He can already feel in…places the way you’re making him feel right now. He turns a bit awkwardly, trying to shift his hips away from you… but your body follows his, your leg coming up and laying over his torso
“Well shit,” he says quietly, his heart starting to beat faster in his chest. He can feel every part of you, every part. He starts to sweat a little. He shouldn’t be thinking about you like this. How easy it would be to just push you back down and wake you up with his head between your legs. Or how he could just hear your soft moans as he woke you up with something else between your legs.
These thoughts are not helping his situation in the least. He starts to think about other things, anything to make it go away. Lacrosse? he doesn’t know anything about Lacrosse. Basketball? He likes basketball… and you know what? why do men always think about sports? Why not like baking a cake or like the latest episode of Pasión de Gavilanes?
“Eddie?” Your voice is soft and sleepy as he looks down at you, your chin on his chest
“Hey sugar cube,” he says softly, running his fingers over your hair “Sleep okay?”
You nod at him, but your cheeks are flushed… Pasión de Gavilanes did not help in time.
“U-um yeah… it was nice. You’re uh, pretty warm you know. Very snuggly” you’re awkwardly rambling as he finally shifts, reluctantly pulling away from you
“I-I’m sorry about that” He apologizes sheepishly and you bite your lip
“N-no it’s uh- it’s n-natural! You know you can’t… help that.”
He groans loudly into your shoulder and you can’t help but burst into giggles
“You’re making it like ten times worse oh my god. It’s “natural”?! Really??”
You’re wheezing laughing now as he keeps whining, hiding his face in your shoulder
“It is! I thought it would make you feel better!”
“You sound like a mom!” He rolls away from you and you cover your face, trying to stifle your laughing. He whacks you over the head with a pillow and you gasp loudly.
“Oh, you wanna go there?! Let’s go!” You take the other pillow from his bed and attack him immediately. There is nothing cute about the way you two are whacking each other in an all-out war. You eventually tackle Eddie over, straddling his hips and beating him over the head
“Okay! Alright, alright I give!!” He holds his hands in front of his face, laughing hard. He yanks the pillow from your hand and tosses it away.
“Sucker” he snickers as he holds your wrists in place.
“You wanna play dirty? I’ll play dirty” you purr as you let your body settle on top of his, your hot core brushing up against his cock. You grind down against him, and he gasps, his hands flying down to your hips to steady you
“That’s- fuck, Y/N.” He moans it, he actually moans and even if he wasn’t holding you steady you would have frozen anyway. He holds your hips there, and you can practically feel your heartbeat between your legs, egging you to do it again. If only to hear that sweet sound again
His alarm breaks the stare off and you scramble off of him. He sits up and grabs his phone, turning off the alarm.
“I- I have to go get ready”
“I’m gonna go make breakfast!”
“Okay”
“Okay!”
Eddie gets out of bed quickly, practically running to the bathroom and you get off the bed, going back to the spare room to get changed.
Breakfast is quiet as hell. You made eggs and toast with bacon. You’re sitting at the kitchen table when Eddie walks in, he pours himself a cup of coffee and comes over to the table where you’ve set a place for him. He sits down awkwardly, still gripping his cup
“I’m-“
“I’m-“
“Please, you first,” Eddie says, taking the strawberry preserves and smearing it on his toast
“T-that was inappropriate” you sigh softly “I’m sorry about that”
Eddie’s cheeks flush “I mean…No we were totally messing around it was a good… amount of inappropriate” he chuckles “You won…and had the tables been turned… I would have done the same”
He wiggles his eyebrows at you as he takes a bite of his toast and your head falls on the table in pure embarrassment.
“I can’t believe I did that”
“Oh but it’s natural, “ he says with a shit-eating grin and you reach out, stabbing blindly with your fork.
“Shut up!!”
Eddie drops you off at Maddie’s house after breakfast, kissing you on the cheek before you leave. He arrives at work just a teeny bit late. Buck is already there and practically vibrating with energy. He doesn’t know how he does it, the man must run on energy drinks. He watches Buck sprint upstairs and chuckles to himself as he goes to settle in for the workday.
“You’re not gonna tell her right?” Buck is talking to Hen and Bobby. He is making sure no one invites you to the picnic this weekend so Eddie has the chance to bring you as his date. He’s even extensively stressed this to Maddie not to let it slip.
“For the last time,” Bobby groans, rubbing his hands over his face
“No one- not a single damn person. Is going to invite Y/N to the picnic so Eddie can do it himself.
Buck sighs, flexing his fingers as he sits at the table.
“Am I being sneaky? I’m being sneaky. What if he doesn’t ask her? What if he chickens out”
“I’m 90% sure he’s going to ask her,” Hen says as she eats her lunch “I heard him talking to Chim about the picnic earlier”
“We’ll make sure he does it, Buck don’t worry. You seem excited for them to be together. What's that about?” Bobby asks, getting himself a drink.
“It’s… not that necessarily, I don’t know. I’m just really happy to see Eddie happy you know? And I’m really happy to see Y/N happy too. She’s been through it when it comes to her love life and I just… I know Eddie is the one for her… and I know she’s the one for him.”
“That’s a whole lotta knowing for you and not enough for them,” Bobby says, looking at Buck “Maybe you should just support them where you can and not shove them together, just let them grow for now”
“Even if they’re painfully oblivious to the fact that they’re falling for each other” Hen points with her fork.
“Okay, but they are aren’t they?!” Buck flails “They’re clearly super into each other!”
Hen laughs at him, shaking her head completely agreeing and Bobby rolls his eyes
“Don’t encourage him”
“What do you mean, when you say she’s gone through it? Because damn have I had my fair share of trouble in dating maybe she and I could trade stories” Hen chuckles, she stops when she notices Buck seeming a bit uneasy
“Buck?” She asks, and Bobby pays better attention now too.
“Uh… well” He starts “It’s not my place to tell. It’s not. Just…know that she’s had it rough and I’d like to leave it at that. But she has had hilariously horrible first dates and I know she likes to talk about those! Just, be careful with it”
Hen looks at Buck solemnly and Bobby sighs, shaking his head.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring it up,” She says kindly and Buck leans down and hugs her, resting his head on hers. They know now how protective Buck can be, especially after what happened with Maddie.
“Aw man, it’s okay, you couldn’t have known” he reassures her
“If she ever needs to know, we’re here for her, no matter what,” Bobby tells him, patting him on the arm.
You and Eddie don’t see each other for three days. It’s not that you didn’t want to it’s just that there was no time. You’re helping Maddie full-time with the nursery as her due date draws closer and closer, the boys are at work, it’s not like they can just take off. They’ve even got 24 hours today so you’re not going to see either of them.
“So how long are you staying?” Maddie asks you as you’re hanging the mobile above the crib
“I’m not sure… Buck says I can stay forever” You giggle, screwing in a piece to the ceiling “but come on, he doesn’t want his cousin hanging around forever”
“He loves you to death, I’m pretty sure he wants that” She smiles as she holds the ladder steady for you “Chim and I agreed there’s always space here for you too. We want you to stay in L.A honey… really.”
“I can’t impose on you two, you’re married first of all. And second of all you’re about to have a baby Mads, I’ll just be in the way”
“Um more like a built-in babysitter” She jokes “Well…. What about with-“
“Don’t even say it. In fact! Don’t even think it”
“You have no idea what I’m gonna say!!” Maddie’s mouth falls open in protest and you flick her off before screwing in another piece
“Eddie Diaz” is all you say and you can hear her laughing over the drill.
Maddie orders Chipotle for lunch, she sets it on the table and you sit down next to her, sinking into the chair
“Who knew putting together a nursery was so much work? Isn’t the stork supposed to be handling all of this?
Maddie laughs and puts a fork in your bowl “Sorry, he just drops the baby off. Besides, it's been good for my “nesting” phase. I’ve made Chim change that room around at least seven times”
“Well, we screwed in the mobile so you’re stuck with that placement at least” You tease her before digging into your bowl. She watches you eating for a moment, playing with her fork in her hands
“So I called Uncle Josh. Or at least I tried to, figured I haven’t talked to him since we were teenagers”
You stop eating, freezing for a minute before lowering your fork
“Oh?”
A long time ago, the family kind of… dispersed so to say and you happened to move to the same state as “ Great Uncle Josh” which meant you definitely got the short end of the stick. When he got sick, you were met with “family is everything” and “family is all you have” and you were eventually forced to move in and take care of him. He was a miserable old man, who loved to make everyone else’s lives suck too. There wasn’t a day he wasn’t fighting with someone over something stupid. Not to mention fully ignoring his doctors.
“Yeah his number was disconnected…thought that was weird.”
“Yeah maybe he just didn’t pay the phone bill or something” you laugh awkwardly, shrugging your shoulders
“Why are you here? Y/N. Not that I don’t want you here because I do. We want you here”
“Uncle Josh died, and…left a mountain of bills that he just didn’t freaking want to pay? I guess? Figured his time was coming… they took everything. Maddie. And I got tasked with watching that miserable bastard because I was the only one who was left there. I swear I’m not trying to mooch off you guys I just wanted to be here with you! So… I packed up and here I am. It was a very… very long two years.
It’s not that you weren’t going to tell them… it’s not much of a loss, no one really liked Uncle Josh. But it still feels like you’ve been lying this entire time anyway. It feels good to tell “the truth” at least.
“So you’re staying here, like actually staying?” Maddie asks as if she hadn’t just heard anything else you’d said, she reaches out and squeezes your hand
“I- I don’t know, Maddie,” You tell her truthfully
She takes her phone out, holding it up to her ear, and leans back in her chair. You stir your food around in your bowl, definitely having lost your appetite a bit
“Hey babe… yeah everything’s okay with the baby don’t worry. Remember what we talked about? No- no..oh my god not that. The other thing is " she pushes your food towards you and nods, narrowing her eyes.
“Yes Mother” you mumble as you start eating again. She sneaks away from the table for a moment and you’re left there just…thinking. It was good to finally get that off your chest but it still freaking sucked. Maddie comes back in with a wiggle in her hips and a pep in her step
“We’re done with the nursery today, you and I are going shopping,” She says excitedly. You look at her confused, squinting.
“Oh? Do you need more stuff for the baby? I’m down”
“Not for the baby- for you. You’re moving in with us!!”
“I’m sorry- what?!?!” Your mouth gapes wide open and she squeals
“You’re moving in! We’ve already discussed this, we’ve even talked to Buck about it. So if you want to stay with him you can do that too. You’re absolutely not changing anyone’s mind on this so I don’t want to hear you fighting about it. This is all Buck and I have ever wanted, you’re staying”
What the hell do you even say to that? A lot of problems have just been solved in one phone call.
“Just don’t tell Eddie. I want to tell him”
Sleep is for the weak, and you wish you were weak right now. No matter how much you toss and turn and fluff you just can’t get comfy in Buck’s bed, though it is better than a hotel bed. It’s just not your bed…or you know... someone else’s.
You throw back the covers and stomp down the stairs to the kitchen, flipping on the lights. You’ve never been more grateful for your cousin's sweet tooth. He has everything you need for chocolate chip cookies. He even has good chocolate chips. You connect your phone to the speakers and turn on your DJ. He seems to be in a little mood tonight because tonight’s vibe is “Romance” cool. Just what you needed.
You set to work making the cookie dough, Buck’s kitchen is beautiful and he should use it way more than he does. You watch the stand mixer cream the butter and sugar together, you wonder if Eddie likes chocolate chip cookies… you wonder if he likes baking or cooking.
You carefully pour the flour in, dreaming about his arms around you, booping your nose and leaving a little floury fingerprint on it. You daydream about him way too much. He’s just a friend!
Yeah sure. Just a friend.
You shut off the machine and start scooping little balls onto the tray, you squish them down just a teeny bit and then put them in the oven.
Walking over to Buck’s couch you flop down and start scrolling through Netflix. Bridgerton it is.
Yawning, you stretch your limbs as the smell of cookies floods your senses. You drag yourself from the couch, rubbing your eyes as you walk over. Eddie is standing in the kitchen, taking them from the oven
“Oh? Hey, I thought you had a 24-hour” you say as you walk up to him. He takes off the oven mitts and wraps his arms around your waist.
“I do, but I’m on break and I just needed to see you” He nuzzles his head into your neck before kissing it softly. He leaves wet open-mouthed kisses down your neck and across your collarbone. Your heart goes into overdrive, pounding out of your chest as he lifts you onto the counter to get a better angle. He pushes your thighs apart, standing between them before running his hands under your oversized shirt and pulling it off
“Fuck, you’re beautiful” He breathes, before attacking your neck again
“Oh god, Eddie” You moan his name, putting your hands on his thick biceps and feeling him up, your hands flow over his strong shoulders and he pulls his shirt off over his head
“Say my name just like that baby I wanna hear it again, over and over while I’m pounding into your tight little cu-“
Your alarm for the cookies blares, jolting you awake. You toss your phone from hand to hand before dropping it to the floor. Simon is going to town with Daphne on screen. You groan loudly and swipe your phone off the floor, shutting off the alarm.
“Thank you. Thank you, Simon, for that. Really” You flick the TV off sarcastically before going to the kitchen.
You let the cookies cool while you search for something to wear to the fire station. You just grab a random hoodie from the hall closet and zip it up over your pajamas. It smells oddly familiar. Eh, Buck must have just tried a new cologne. You pack up your bag and the cookies before shutting off the TV.
“You don’t know how to ride a horse” You flick Simon off one more time before heading to the fire station.
Once you get there you unzip the hoodie, it’s getting kinda hot. Plus no one will probably be around, just a quick in and out with a little note.
“Hey…what’re you doing here?”
It’s close to one in the morning, the station is pretty quiet as you walk in.
“Couldn’t sleep… so I made cookies! They’re still warm, You should probably get them before Buck finds out” You giggle as Eddie walks next to you and takes the container from your hands. He gives you a once over, taking in the tiny sleep shorts, the low-cut tank top, and especially that hoodie.
“Yeah, can’t keep anything sweet around the guy…” he starts up the stairs and you follow him
“Is that my hoodie?” He asks as he walks over and sets the glass container, covered in little hearts down on the table.
“What? No, I don't think so. It was in Buck’s hall closet” You say, looking at the fabric. He walks over, holding a cookie in his mouth, and pulls back the tag
“Says Diaz” he smirks, taking a bite of the chocolaty goodness. His eyes roll back and he sighs dreamily, winking at you.
God if you could just see him do that in a different way entirely…
“Oh- well, shit I’m sorry do you-“ you’re taking it off as you realize you were staring, he holds his hand up and finishes the cookie.
“No, no. Keep it. You look good in it, I uh… I like it. Or whatever.”
Your cheeks flush and you shrug “Oh thanks… and you know also thanks? I’ll probably end up giving it back anyway. Probably.
“You want me to spray it with cologne and give it back?” He teases and grabs another cookie
“Oh yeah, totally that’s exactly what I want,” you say sarcastically as he hands you one. He walks over and tugs at the hoodie, pulling it from your body before going downstairs. You follow after him curiously, nervously nibbling your cookie. He hands you the cookie he was eating and takes out his cologne from his locker, taking a few steps back he sprays it down and shakes it out before putting his cologne back down in his locker and shutting it.
“One Eddie Diaz special for the lady,” he says, helping you back into the hoodie before taking his cookie back.
You can’t help the way you gather it up in your hands, inhaling softly. God it’s so overwhelming and warm, it makes you feel safe and kind of sleepy now. You look up at him, he’s leaning against the lockers watching you.
“I say thanks a lot” your voice is muffled by the hoodie
“I know you mean it,” He says, his eyes trailing down your body. He steps closer, the way he towers over you is delicious.
“You look tired now,” He says, cupping your face in his hands “Can you get home okay?”
“I-I’ll be o-“ you yawn before you can even finish the sentence and he smirks, bringing you into his chest.
“Wanna try that again?”
“I’ll be okay” You sigh softly against his chest, your eyes closing slowly.
“You know it’s my job to keep you off the road right?” You feel his arm come under your legs and he scoops you up. That jolts you awake and you look up at him
“H-hey! Put me down! My ass is way too-“
“Don’t even start with that” He cuts you off, carrying you back to the sleeping quarters “In case you forgot, I carried your ass to safety at the zoo? So just shut up and accept it”
“So just shut up and accept it” you mock him, your voice high-pitched
“I could have made you walk you know” He sets you down and pulls the blanket back on his bed. He nods to you and you roll your eyes at him before getting in. He tucks you in just like he had before and kisses your forehead
“I totally shouldn’t be doing this and Bobby is going to kill me but sleep tight okay? Just long enough to make it home. Or when our shift ends and I can drive you, whichever comes first”
“Okay... Thanks, Eddie” You frown and he snickers, rubbing your side gently. He sits on the edge of the bed like he’s going to stay there until you fall asleep
“Anything for you sugar cube”
You’re startled awake by alarms blaring, you sit upright when Eddie pokes his head in the room “Stay here until I get back, I’ll take you home. Go back to sleep” It’s fast, just as he was running past to get to his stuff. But he still took the time to do it and that’s sweet. You shrug, turning over and curling up back under the blanket.
Unsurprisingly Buck is the last one in as they pull out and he gets scolded and teased for it. He rolls his eyes and turns to Eddie
“Did I see my jeep here?” Buck asks as he buckles in
“Yeah, Y/N came to drop off cookies and said she couldn’t sleep” Eddie checks over his gear
“Oh? She didn’t text me to say she was coming” he frowns a little, Chim turns around in his seat to listen to the conversation
“Maybe she didn’t think we’d be there,” He tells Buck
“Yeah I don’t think she did, I think she was just planning on leaving fast” Eddie mumbles, distracted by fixing his gloves
“Well don’t you know so much” Buck narrows his eyes and Eddie finally looks up from what he is doing
“I ran into her” he holds his hands up in defense “That’s all”
“I’m pretty sure you’ve spent more time with my cousin than I have” He sighs, letting his head fall back on the wall behind him. Eddie feels…sort of bad when he says that. He didn’t mean to monopolize all of her time, he didn’t even realize he was.
“Why didn’t you say something?” Hen asks, just as interested as Chim is
“Because I didn’t realize until now how little time I’ve spent with her. Even Maddie has had time with her. And like, I don’t want to cut in on your time Eddie you two are clearly hitting it off”
Eddie’s cheeks flush, he laughs awkwardly and shakes his head “No man come on we’re, we’re just hanging out. I don’t think she knows how long she’s staying for anyway. I can cool it with her”
“No. No god, no don’t do that! I’m not cockblocking her, just let me take her home and spend today with her” Buck offers
“Okay first of all there’s no cock to block” Eddie laughs that off, and he’s convincing no one. “Second of all, yeah man sure. And I’m sorry you have to ask for time with your cousin, I promise we’ll both be more mindful of that”
Bobby, who’s been quiet through most of this looks in the mirror at them
“You know it wouldn’t be a bad thing if you two were hitting it off right? It would be okay if you were falling for someone”
“We just want you happy man,” Chim says as he turns back around
“And she seems like a really great girl” Hen adds
“Okay, can we stop discussing my love life?” Eddie groans and Buck perks up
“Scratch that, my lack of a love life because we’re just friends” He pointedly tells them and Buck rolls his eyes
“Yeah. Sure. Friends.”
The call is a relatively short one, just a false alarm in a building. The truck rolls into the station, hissing as they turn it off. Chim gets out and pulls Buck aside
“Let Eddie take her home”
Buck frowns as he takes off his gear “What? Why?”
“Because she can tell Eddie she’s staying??” He says it like it’s obvious. Buck stops for a minute, putting his hat away
“Oh yeahhh she can, can’t she?” He nodded slowly. “But I still get her for the rest of the day!”
Chim rolls his eyes “Yeah sure, go tell him!”
Buck makes up a completely bullshit excuse as to why he can’t bring you home, Eddie gives him a weird look but just goes along with it anyway. At least he gets to spend time with you. He comes into the sleeping quarters and you’re snuggled up in his bed, snoring softly. He rubs your side, squeezing softly
“Hey pretty girl,” he says softly as your eyes flutter open. You feel the butterflies in your stomach as he leans over you
“Are you ready to head home? I’ll take you to Buck’s place. He’s demanding to spend the whole day with you after he gets some sleep”
You giggle and push up from the bed, stretching your body“Sounds good to me”
Eddie takes your hand as he leads you out to his car, you swing your hands together, enjoying the soft early morning.
“So um- there’s something I wanted to tell you”
“Yeah? what’s that?” He asks as he opens the car door for you. You get in and he leans against the open door
“Um. I- well” you say shyly “I’m staying in L.A. at Maddie and Chim’s place”
His mouth drops open in surprise and he reaches out for you, yanking you against his chest, you squeak and wrap your arms around his neck quickly
“Oh my god, you’re staying?? Seriously?!” He pulls you from the car, spinning in a circle and you laugh while holding onto him tightly
“Oh my god- does Buck know?? He’s gonna lose his mind” He sets you down, his hands firmly on your hips now, squeezing them. His hands are always on your hips when he holds you, they’re one of his favorite things about you, to be honest
“Yeah he knows, he’s trying to convince me to move in with him instead” You giggle as your hands stay clasped around his neck, you’re on your toes a bit
“Well add me to that list” He nuzzles your neck before lifting you and putting you in the car. He shuts the door and comes around, getting in himself
“I won’t pester you, but I mean it. My door is open and that’s all I’ll say about that”
She’s everything to him, He’s watching her dancing, her hands flowing down her body, her body moving fluidly to the song. He can’t take his eyes off her and maybe he’s just the littlest bit obsessed with her…but after she had slept over that night he couldn’t help it.
He was delusional and he knew it.
“You’re staring again,” Buck says while licking his ice cream. This was the fourth time he had to break Eddie out of a death stare.
Inviting you to station 118’s picnic was a great idea until the probies thought you were just as enticing as he did. He watched you dance (completely innocently) with a couple of them and it drove him crazy. The way their hands would slip down just a bit too low, which you know what? Why were their hands even on you in the first place? Who gave them permission to touch what was his
Or you know, kind of his… friend? His.
He was a bit nervous to invite you in the first place, would you think it was a date? Would you want it to be a date?? Did he want it to be a date? The text conversation was so easy and he’d read it over and over way too many times
Triple C: Hey are you doing anything this weekend?
Sugar cube: I mean I have nothing to do ever, so no, I’m not what’s up?
Triple C: 118s picnic is this weekend. Do you want to go with me? I mean like I can pick you up or you can just ride with Buck if you’d rather not go with me.
Sugar cube: There’s a picnic?? Of course, I’ll go with you ❤️ what time did you want to come get me?
That little heart had him kicking his feet for days
Triple C: If you want to help set up, around 10 am? If not probably at like 2
Sugar cube: 10 am sounds good to me, what should I wear?
Triple C: Anything you’re comfortable in ❤️❤️ it’s not like it’s anything fancy lol
Was two hearts a bit much? He doesn't know but it felt right in the moment. He was just being reassuring! That’s all! Nice and reassuring.
Sugar cube: I’ll ask Buck to help me pick something lmao. See you later bestie ❤️
Eddie looked back at you again and he knew Buck had a hand in the way you were dressed. That stupid crop top had been bothering him, the way it showed off your midriff. Something he just wanted to run his tongue down. Those stupid shorts… with the stupid rips and the stupid red bandanna tying your hair back. Even the flannel tied around your waist was stupid. You looked good dressed like that and he liked it. God did he like it.
“Fuck this,” Eddie says, knocking back his lemonade before tossing the cup at Buck. He comes up behind you just as the next song starts playing, his hands find their way to your hips and you laugh lightly, knowing exactly who those hands belong to. He runs his hands up your sides and takes your hands, putting them around his neck. He holds you to him, his face buried in your neck as he sings the song to you, and goddamn if that isn’t a power move, because you are his boo. Buck is frantically snapping pictures of the two of you, because he’s not stupid, you get those pics for your bestie.
“Keep it PG, Diaz” Bobby warns as he dances by with Athena. She gives you a knowing wink and you feel your cheeks flush. Eddie squeezes your waist as you giggle and put your hands over his
“Got it Cap” He blushes against your neck and pulls away, taking your hand and leading you over to the picnic tables. He sits down and pulls you in between his legs making you sit on his thigh
“Are you having a nice time?” He asks as he wraps his arms around your waist
“Yeah actually! This is a lot of fun! Thanks for inviting me” You lay your head on his shoulder and smile into his neck. Buck is standing behind a tree, getting this picture too. Eddie rolls his eyes and flicks him off but he feels his pocket buzz, knowing he just sent him the pictures
“Yeah, no problem… I’m kind of surprised Buck and Maddie didn’t say anything” He leans against the table holding onto you.
“Yeah I know, Maddie has been so busy with the nursery that I think she just forgot. And Buck’s an idiot so-“
Eddie laughs, you can feel his chest vibrating as he pulls you closer
“Are we mean to him?” He chuckles and you shake your head
“Nah. Especially since I think he’s been “sneaking” around taking pictures of us together all afternoon”
“Oh has he? I hadn’t noticed” Eddie jokes, taking your legs and putting them over his other leg so you’re sitting properly in his lap.
“Didn’t Cap say keep it PG?” You taunt him, wiggling your eyebrows
“I think you can sit in my lap” he rolls his eyes playfully “Unless you’re planning on making this not PG we should be fine… though I wouldn’t be opposed to that”
Your cheeks flush and you scoff “I am the picture of innocence, you’re the one who decided to get all handsy when we were dancing”
“Handsy? You call that handsy? I’ll show you handsy” He looks around for a second before his hands slide over your bare midriff, his fingers flowing up under your shirt towards your chest. Your face immediately flushes as his fingertips brush over your bra. Your body starts feeling hot and not just from the sun.
Suddenly you’re ripped from his lap and Buck is yanking you towards the ice cream truck “Cap is coming, Cap is coming!!” He says as you stumble behind him.
Bobby plops down on the bench next to Eddie, a beer in hand. He sighs, stretching his legs out in front of him and propping his elbows back on the table.
“So how are things with Y/N”
Eddie shrugs and blushes from totally being caught. How are things with you? If things were a thing and that thing?? Meant some…thing
“Good” he decides “They’re good, I’m happy to have a new friend you know? And she’s a fun girl to be around and she just- makes me happy”
God Eddie could gush about you for hours, his cheeks practically hurt from how much he’s smiling. How much he’s always smiling when you’re around or when it comes to you. Bobby looks him over, a knowing smirk on his face
“I’m not going to try and convince you to ask her out, you’ve got enough of that from literally everyone. But it’s really good to see you smiling like that these days… I’m glad you’re happy Eddie”
Bobby pats Eddie on the knee before getting up “Just watch those hands or you’ll be using them for dish duty for the next two months”
The after-party is at Bobby and Athena’s house. It’s a quiet, intimate affair. The fire fam is there… their significant others… and you. You’re sitting back in Eddie’s lap, he’s got a beer in his hand and one arm around your waist. You’re laughing at some story Hen is telling about the boys and Eddie…he’s watching you. Your smile is so pretty honestly, your eyes shining with tears as you laugh hard. Your body is shaking in his arms and he holds you just a bit tighter so you don’t fall off his lap.
You wipe your eyes, wheezing and giggling as you fully lean into Eddie, trying to catch your breath
“You guys are wild” You’re still giggling as he finishes his beer
“You laugh all you want, but Buck’s got stories on you I’m sure he’d just love to share”
Buck perks up from his seat, he’d been slowly slouching more and more as he got sleepier “Oh have I got stories. Have I ever told you about the time Y/N peed her pants at a concert??”
Your mouth drops wide open and you scramble up from Eddie’s lap “Evan Buckley you promised we’d never speak of that!!”
Everyone is kind of tipsy at this point as you stumble over to Buck and slap your hands over his mouth. He licks all over your palm and you squeal, yanking your hand away
“Oh my god! You’re disgusting!” You yell at him and he laughs pulling you into a bone-crushing hug
“Oh you don’t mean that baby cakes” he’s squeezing you more “Go get me another soda and I promise I won’t tell!” You whine and get up from him, ripping yourself from his grip.
“Fine, but I swear to god if you tell I’m going to bury you” You squint your eyes, doing a little “I’m watching you” motion before backing slowly into the kitchen.
You’re wiggling your hips and humming a little song as you rifle through the cooler on the floor when a voice breaks your concentration. You jump and spin around, looking up at Athena.
“Looking for something in particular?”
“Yeah Buck just asked me to get him a Fanta” You stutter a little, standing up and brushing off your knees
“I’m pretty sure he drank the last of them like an hour ago” She chuckles as she looks in the fridge
“So, you’re uh- Eddie’s girl huh?” She asks casually, pretending to look through the other cooler on the floor
Your cheeks flush deeply and you wave your hands “N-no nooo. No, I’m not- I’m not his girl we’re just friends!”
“Just friends?” Athena looks up at you, her eyebrow raised
“I don’t sit on my friend's laps like that, or dance with them like that”
“I- I swear we’re just friends,” You tell her, wringing your hands.
“Kinda sounds like I’m not the one you’re trying to convince” She stands up, handing you the last orange Fanta
“Life is too short to deny yourself the simple pleasure of loving, sweetheart. And besides…Eddie’s girl has a little ring to it doesn’t it?”
You could deny it up and down, left and right, side to side- whatever. But… it does sound just a teeny bit nice. Maybe. You bite your lip, taking the drink. You know there’s no bullshitting this woman. She invented it.
“Yeah, it kinda does”
You walk back into the living room and toss the can at Buck, he yelps and catches it, flicking you off before opening it.
“Hey, you ready to head out?” Eddie asks you, walking up to you and nuzzling your neck, you feel your cheeks flush.
“Yeah I think so”
You say your goodbyes and he takes your hand, leading you to his vehicle and helping you in.
“Hey, you wanna go somewhere real quick?” He asks as he starts up the car, you perk up a bit now
“Sure! Where did you have in mind?”
Buck is right, Eddie can’t drive for shit. But it’s fun the way he speeds and jerks the car occasionally, the way you’re bouncing in the seat as you go over bumps, your laughs filling the air as he turns the radio up. You feel like teenagers again, like you’re ready to do something stupid and run away laughing. He pulls up to the beach, or rather down the road from the beach, in a bit of a hidden spot. You can’t see the car from the road. He pulls you from the car and hurries down to the beach with you. You’re both stumbling over branches and laughing as he almost eats shit and slips through the bushes. You finally come out at the beach, it’s nothing but ocean and sand for miles
“Oh my god…” you gasp softly, it’s the first time you’ve ever seen it. You walk forward, pulling your sandals off and carrying them in one hand, tugging him with the other “Eddie look! It’s the ocean!” You squeal as you run up to it. He lets go of your hand and you run right into it letting the freezing water wash up to your thighs. You scream and run back up the beach, tossing your shoes down. He laughs at you, tossing his down too as he picks you up, throwing you into the ocean and falling into it with you. The waves wash you back up onto the shore and he pulls you into him, pulling you further back on the beach and holding onto you tightly so you don’t get swept too far out.
Eddie falls into the sand, making you fall with him. You roll over away from him and lay there, staring up at the stars, panting heavily.
“This is the coolest thing I’ve ever done,” you tell him, giggling wildly
“Really?” He’s panting just as heavily “I thought the tiger breaking out was the coolest”
“Guess it’s a good thing I’m staying in L.A, cool things keep happening” Your teeth are chattering now but you’re still smiling as you feel the sand under your body. Your senses are overwhelmed by the beach, the sky… Eddie. You look over at him again, he’s staring at the sky, and he’s pretty when he does. He’s your own Greek God, he finally looks over at you, a shy smile on his face.
“Are we gonna kiss?” He asks, his hand finding yours in the sand
“I don’t know” You admit, squeezing his hand nervously
“Do you want to?”
“I mean…y-yeah kinda. Do you?” It sounds so juvenile the way you’re asking each other like this, but you’re both just so…shy right now.
“Yeah. Have for a while now actually”
You can barely hear his voice over the ocean, the water lapping at your toes. But you hear it enough and you know…
You sit up and look at him, he sits up and scoots closer to you, your thigh against his. Your teeth are still chattering
“So…?”
You say softly, he looks you over, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. He lays his forehead against yours, your noses touching, his breath mingling with yours. His head tilts and he nuzzles against you
“Your lips are blue” He whispers with a chuckle at the end of his sentence.
“So warm them up,” You tell him, your lips are practically ghosting over his you’re both so close.
“I need to get you home before you freeze to death” He pulls away, getting up and taking your hands, pulling you up with him. He bends down and grabs the shoes, leading you back to the car. It’s quiet the whole way back, you’re not saying a single word. Why didn’t he do it? Did he not want to anymore? He just said 10 seconds ago he wanted to. You get in and he blasts the heat, waiting for a bit for you to stop chattering. He pulls off his shirt and tosses it on the floor in the back
“Come on, you too,” He says, tugging on the hem of your shirt. You do as he says, tossing it in the back with his shirt. He watches you as you turn towards the window, not wanting him to see the little tear that slides down your face
“Y/N?…come on look at me..” His voice is soft as he reaches over and turns your face back towards him. He frowns at the little tears in your eyes. He wipes one away gently, looking into your eyes before leaning over and connecting his lips with yours. He holds your chin gently as he kisses you, he gives your lip a little bite and you squeak, making the perfect space for his tongue to slide in against your own. He kisses you passionately, thoroughly enjoying the little sounds you’re making.
He pulls away and you whimper“You should take your shorts off” he pants, his body hot as it leans into yours.
“I swear I’m not being a perv, your shorts are soaked too.”
He chuckles as he kisses you again, you gasp softly against his lips as he lifts your hips, helping you out of them. He tosses them in the backseat and his hands go right to your bare hips, feeling your soft skin as he pulls you across the car and into his lap.
Your hands reach down and start to fumble with his belt buckle. He pulls it off with one hand and you sit back for a second
“Well damn, that was impressive,” you say and he bites his bottom lip, snickering
“I’m gonna be so real with you I learned that from TikTok”
You both laugh as he shimmies out of his pants, it’s graceless and he’ll be honest a little embarrassing but he tosses them away anyway. You settle in his lap properly, your hands on his neck as you kiss him again.
“You feel good,” he says against your lips as his hands travel up your sides, squeezing you and touching you
“Yeah, 'cause I know what lotion is” You sass him, pulling his head back gently by his hair as you start to kiss down his jaw. He moans softly, adjusting his hold on you. You can feel the way he very slowly moves your hips, just to tease you a little, show you what could absolutely be yours if you ever just asked…
“Why didn’t you kiss me on the beach?” You ask, looking into his eyes before falling back into your seat. Your heart is pounding in your ears, and as much as you desperately want to continue, both of you know you shouldn’t.
“I needed to get you back to the car. You were turning blue I thought it was pretty evident” He sasses you now, laughing at your mouth dropping open.
“Eddie Diaz! I know your ass did not go all medical on me!” You scold him, punching him in the arm. He groans and holds his arm, rubbing at it
“I’m sorry! That was my first priority!”
“You literally were centimeters from kissing me, Eddie!!!” You go to punch him again and he catches your wrist, kissing you again.
“I’m a firefighter Y/N. Your safety is my number one priority” he mumbles against your lips, he slowly puts your hand down on his shoulder and you slide it across his body and tug on the back of his hair, pushing his lips against yours more firmly. It’s a heated kiss, one that flows through your very being down to your toes. They curl in pleasure, matching the way that tight coil keeps wrapping itself round and round in your gut.
Eddie’s hands slide down over your ass, squeezing it lightly before patting it and pulling you right back into his lap. He pulls away breathlessly and you can feel him between your legs. You settle down on him for a moment, letting him feel how soaked your core is, and how the way he played with you made you feel. You nuzzle into his neck, kissing it softly before finally climbing out of his lap and flopping down into your seat once again.
“You gonna tell me friends kiss like this too?” His voice is haughty as you’re fixing your hair up in the mirror. He’s panting softly, his eyes full of desire for you.
“Maybe they do” You flick him off playfully, looking at him through the mirror, your eyes just as dark and lustful.
“Uh huh, I bet. So…friends? Right? We’re still on the same page” He grabs your hand, kissing your middle finger. The way he says it. You both know “friends” is just a stupid word now.
“Yeah, yeah, We’re on the same page” You blush at him, a silly grin on your face.
#eddie diaz#eddie diaz x reader#eddie diaz x you#eddie diaz x y/n#reader insert#9 1 1 fanfiction#9 1 1 abc#9 1 1#911 x reader#911 fox#evan buckley#chimney han#maddie buckley#bobby nash#athena grant#henrietta wilson#Hen#words by rhys#wow I tagged so much omg#it’s 2am#someone take the damn italics away from me#i’m exhausted#lmaoooo#Strawberries and Cream
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"There Goes the Groom" and Buck's Queer Joy
Hey so...remember when I did post ep meta for two years? Anyway we're back like we've never left.
Best Hen <3
OBSESSED with micromanaging party planner Evan Buckley. The clipboard was there in spirit.
"You are late."
I'll take married for several years for $500, Alex.
"Ooo sliders."
"Ah ah. No."
"You didn't just do that." PLEASE
Tommy giving Eddie a bro-y high five and then a soft, sweet "hey" for Buck and a hug??? Fellas I might need to be sedated.
Also obsessed with the tinge of bitchiness in Eddie's tone. It's like jealousy without even realizing it's jealousy. And I think it's an interesting mix of "hey my best friend has a new friend" and something else that Eddie cannot label.
Ryan Guzman you must be studied for that little side eye lmfaoooo
I LOVEEEEE TOMMY HE'S SUCH A BITCH, he said I do not care for your party themes. Me for real.
Why were they all so obsessed with the sliders???? I love them all so much.
"Reach for them and you'll be pulling back a bloody stump." WITH THE RAISED EYEBROWS AND THE LITTLE HEAD TILT RYAN GUZMAN I AM KISSING YOU ON THE MOUTH.
"Wholesome, 80s-themed karaoke."
Buck was a party planner in another life and I stand by that.
"We should totally go as Crockett and Tubbs."
"Absolutely."
They are literally this meme:
The little shoulder rub that Buck gives Tommy <333333333333
The way Buck and Eddie are sitting during the party scene, Buck's arm absolutely SLUNG around his shoulder...yeah okay. Okay. I'm normal about this.
The whole party was two idiot best friends pointing at each other and saying "exactlyyyyyy." Yes, I would die for them.
I just want to say that every single thing about Chimney's journey this episode was heartbreaking and scary and I HATED that I didn't know what was going to happen to him the whole time. Ok thanks for your time.
From that guy stealing his car to every Doug jumpscare, I think they did a really good job freaking the audience (at least...me) the fuck out without actually revealing what had happened. Like..we know he's sick, we know something's wrong, but it was a well-paced episode, even if in my perfect world it would have been like two hours long lol.
And the fact that Maddie is always going to look for him, always going to find him, just like he would do for her...don't look at me I'm emo.
Chim essentially pushing the fact that he is actively dying from encephalitis to the side because being a paramedic and saving lives is so deeply ingrained in him it's something the can't forget? He's so important to me.
Then...Kevin. He's such a huge part of Chim's life, his arc, how he became a firefighter, and it essentially include him in the wedding (even though it was in a very scary way), I think it's a really great take on the idea that our loved ones who can't be there for milestones are there even when we can't see them, especially with his line "you invited me, remember?"
Doug was never there, but Kevin was, Kevin will be there even when Chim can't see him.
"I was trying to get back to you the whole time." THEY ARE EVERYTHING HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE THEM. ALL THEY'VE BEEN THROUGH, ALL THEY'VE HAD TO DO, AND THEY STILL FOUGHT FOR AND CAME BACK TO EACH OTHER!!!!
Bobby officiating and saying "and the Los Angeles Fire Department" THEY ARE A FAMILY!!!!
And then...perhaps one of thee most important scenes ever aired on television ever:
"Sorry I'm late, that fire was a beast."
"So are you."
And STRAIGHT in for a SERIOUS kiss??????? 911 writers room you can have my life, take it, it's already yours.
Tommy's little huff of surprise and then hum of "yeah okay I'm down for this." PUT THEM IN THE DICTIONARY NEXT TO THE CUTEST COUPLE OF ALL TIME
And last...Buck coming in to the room where his family, both blood and chosen, is, with soot all over his face, and a smile so bright that it had to have lit up the entire west coast, not caring who saw him or who knew exactly what he had just been doing...yeah, that's what this shit is all about.
EDDIE'S beautiful smile when he realizes how happy Buck is they are best friends FIRST and that is all that matters to me!!!
Hen being like "it's about damn time." SO TRUE QUEEN OF COURSE SHE KNEW!!!!!
I haven't really been able to put this into words yet, but the way they are handling Buck's bisexuality and his first relationship with someone of the same gender as him is just...it's almost astounding. It's been handled with such care, from Oliver to Lou to the writers to the NETWORK, everyone is so clearly fully onboard with this and not afraid of it.
And there's no pain here, his coming out is not born out of trauma or being forced or caught or guilty. Tommy made him feel something that he had never been able to put a name to, and Tommy is helping him figure it out. He's letting Buck be overeager without taking advantage, he's letting him move at his own pace (which, of course, is at light speed) but is also confident enough in himself to pump the brakes when he feels like he needs to.
I just can't get enough of that smile, of how fucking happy Buck is. Happy in himself, happy with Tommy, happy to finally have a name for who he is, and not be afraid to share it with the people he loves. His parents' reactions don't matter, because he knows the people that matter to him most won't care who he's with, as long as he loves them and they treat him well.
It's such a huge step for Buck, who has so often fallen prey to what other people might think, it's so refreshing to see him get to explore this without fear of what others will say. Tommy is a steady constant, experienced and knows who he is. He teases Buck and calls him Evan and flirts with him shamelessly, and it flusters him in the best way.
To see a character like Buck, who was, essentially, billed as straight from the beginning of the show, be able to come in to himself and experience real queer joy...wow. For me, it just can't be overstated.
I can't wait to see where Buck's journey goes, and I am just so...grateful to be able to watch it.
#spoilers#my meta#dusting off this tag lmao#lilly liveblogs 911#911 abc#911 7x06#911#buddie#bucktommy#madney#evan buckley#buck is bi
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Velvette Redesign! (2/3)
Prev: Vox Redesign (1/3)
Im madly in love with her, I am so happy with her design🩷🩷
I cannot take all the credit for the outfit though, my friend helped me pick out the style and accessories, I just did her hair and picked the colours! It was really hard to actually settle on one thing to show Velvette, I never draw her in the same outfit or with the same hair, so picking a singular outfit and hairstyle as her main was a big commitment, felt like I was buying my first house
Anyone that just flattens and straightens Velvette’s hair is seriously missing out on so many fun hairstyles I have literally never drawn her with the same hairstyle ever. Textured hair is so fun I will die before I stop playing with her hair!! She is a fashion doll it’s the whole point !!!!
I wanted her to be a sharper contrast to Vox’s harsh-ish symmetry he has going on. The Vee’s are still not good people in this rewrite obviously. They’re not as dogshit as they are in the show but they still actively do terrible things. Velvette still verbally abuses her employees and enjoys seeing other people’s downfall or seeing them scared and under her control; she just doesn’t make a fucking date rape drug. I still have no idea why Vivzie is so set on making all of them connected to rape in some way it’s fucking disgusting to me. Anyway, I want Velvette to look very fun and unassuming in comparison to the other two where you can kind of tell there’s something up with both of them. Vox is very stern looking and Valentino is… like that. You’ll see. She is arguably the most approachable out of the Vee’s but is still just as manipulative as the other two when she wants to be.
Her hair is very cute and the theme of hearts around her style unintentionally makes Vox the only one out of them that doesn’t have a heart motif. I mean— unless you count his medical alert bracelet, but that’s not really… a fashion statement.
I love studded belts and all that and purses and bedazzled jeans and platforms so this design really has it all for me. The playboy bunny thing is supposed to be painted on btw, she’s not just super tanned I promise. The same ideas for her colours with her clothes still remain from my last post about Velvettes design.
Onto her backstory! This was all graciously written by my friend so please give him a big thank you for it or I probably would’ve died🩷
March 2nd 1974, Velvette grew up in a mostly stable household. She went to school, got what she wanted, made friends, grew up, passed her GCSE’s and so forth. She did a course in design and beauty, and eventually made her way up to be a fashion designer. That being said, Velvette was always someone with an attitude. She didn't enjoy the amount of fights she got in, but it naturally occurred. Her grades were fairly good enough though— B’s and C’s. Each day of her life she enjoyed what she did, and heavily adored the attention she got for her beauty. Her creative side was what she preferred, much rather than showing off her looks. She was deemed to be the best employee and got multiple raises in payment as she worked her way up the power—pyramid in the company she worked for.
But that being said, what she received was unfair to other workers. Nepotism was a huge part of her promotions and rise in payment. Her friend who she knew was the owner, and that only paved routes for short-cuts. As long as she was able to keep everybody hush-quiet, she’d always have her way. She always would benefit, and she’d always be the best.
Velvette was aware of her misdeeds. At one point, illegal means crossed her mind, like stealing other people’s work and accusing them of serious things that got them fired. The owner would never bat an eye, and everyone was conscious of how nobody was truly safe. It was like her friend was obsessed with her to be the one who came out victorious, and by even the slightest chance she was in any way suspicious, it was blatantly ignored. There were also reports of people dying if they spoke out about the company, however those were only confirmed as rumours.
Never did she plan to stop. She’d come so far, and had become successful in what she dreamed of. Her care amounted to nothing if there was something to gain. All throughout her life, she was a troubled person with a great intelligence— which is why she was able to exploit so many people and get away with it. People called her the ‘vile jasmine’ of the world. People were afraid to step into work and see her, because one day, they were certain they’d be her next target.
July 25th 2005. Her final few minutes of her life. Velvette was a fashion designer, and could sew pretty well. It’s not like she had TERRIBLE ideas, she just took pleasure in stealing and having other’s wince at their misfortune. But alas, Velvette was known for her interest in dolls. She could design outfits for them, without having an audience to watch and judge. A display stood behind her desk of many different dolls, and she had just ordered some materials that were waiting for her to come pick them up. It was at that moment, when she closed her front door, that fate was sealed.
A serial killer had been roaming the streets of her city. No one knew who, or where, but he had definitely not left. With flip phones being the new way to communicate easier, Velvette had been texting with the buyer and talking about the perfect dates to meet up. As she was waiting in her room that Monday, the confirmation to go had excited her. She drove to the destination, and knocked on the door with a falsified smile. If only she had stepped a couple steps back after knocking— perhaps she would’ve survived.
Appearing in hell was overwhelming, as much as it was satisfying. She was dead, yet somehow alive. As she looked at her hands, she discovered skin was not present. Pure silicone… and tattered clothing. From there, she decided she’d start again… and work her way up within four years until she was noticed and recruited by two other sinners whose name coincidentally began with the letter V.
She met Vox and Valentino in 2009, and from there, they grouped together and planned to dominate hell itself.
Key facts
Velvette is biologically still 31, however if you were to count hell, she’d be 49.
She hasn't gone through any abuse, she is no victim, she’s just a morally wrong character.
Does not care for her employees health or anything, and will only be nice if she is able to benefit.
Could be considered a sadist in some form.
HURRAY!!!!! This is the last enjoyable one of the Vee’s you’re getting considering he’s next. Also the last guaranteed redesign at the moment! I love joint efforts like this and I hope you all can enjoy it as well🩷
#hazbin hotel#hazbin critical#hazbin hotel criticism#hazbin hotel critical#velvette headcanons#hazbin hotel velvette#hazbin velvette#velvette hazbin hotel#velvette hazbin#my art#hazbin rewrite#hazbin redesign#hazbin rework#hazbin hotel rework#hazbin hotel redesign#hazbin hotel rewrite#tw rape mention#cw rape mention#tw roofies#cw roofies
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Fav batfam ships?
See, making that plural was a mistake, dear Anon, because now I have an excuse to list one for every member I care about and also explain myself--
In no particular order:
Bruce and Talia: Partially because I am god's strongest (and most delusional) soldier and can ignore anything racist and OOC in all of her depictions over the last 20 years. I honestly think it's hilarious how disgustingly horny they are for each other and how absolutely stupid they get when left alone together. 10/10 so funny I could die, let them be dumb together as a treat.
Dick and Koriand'r: Listen. It's basic. They have problems, they've always had problems, but when the story and editorial direction allows for it they make each other so happy. Two traumatized kids from across the stars that find a moment of safety with each other? I am a simple man, it compels me.
Kate and Renee: I'm a sucker for disaster lesbians. I am. They are the avatars of lesbian disaterism and honestly good for them, keep making Aphrodite wildly upset with how hard you both can fumble a baddie, laddies.
Stephanie and Cassandra: It's popular for a reason! They are so wildly different while being weirdly similar! They care about each other in ways that are so genuine and raw, but aren't always helpful to the other party! Visually they look like a classic emo/sunshine ship, but if you investigate even a little bit it's quickly obvious that their dynamic is much weirder and more interesting. See also: the above disaster lesbians (wlw specifically here but the sentiment stands) thing.
Barbara and...Kara(?): ...This is my badly substantiated rarepair that also relies on a reality where Kara wasn't aged down. I just...it is one of the two variations of Superbat that compels me, and it purely comes down to the intensity of their personalities, the emotional weight they both carry, their intense understanding of loss and duty, and the fact that as Oracle and Supergirl they manage to have similarly heavy responsibilities on their shoulders.
Damian and Jon: The other variation of Superbat that compels me. Look. They've never got to have any consistent, wholesome, appropriate or healthy close relationships with any other viable options first off, so this isn't hard. Second, their arcs are literally designed to compliment each other, and the groundwork for that was laid out for sooo many issues. It's the opposite of Babs and Kara where there is actually so much content to be compelled by that it circles back to being painful again. Now, to be clear, I have no interest in anything happening with them unless and until they are allowed to be adults, mostly because I think those character arcs need come to completion before anything more than being best buds happens. Also, as god's strongest (and most delusional) soldier, the volcano didn't happen, Jon is going age normally and get to go to high school, they're going to fix it okay, there's a space whale--
Tim and Jason are in a weird "Y shaped" poly situation with a hairy bear named "Intensive Mental Health Care": No I will not be elaborating further.
Duke and ???: I love Duke. I have not been compelled by a ship for him yet. I know Tom King tried to make him and Gotham Girl a thing but...who wants that? I even like Gotham Girl enough to write for her, but WHO WANTS THAT!?
Anyone else I really haven't thought enough about to include...however....
HONORABLE MENTIONS THAT I DON'T WANT BUT SOMEHOW COMPEL ME:
Bruce and Minhkhoa: So funny, almost a parody of Bruce in a MLM ship, painfully comedic, Khoa is a disaster of a man and the most down bad creature on earth, beating even Talia on the obsession angle. Never let them prosper, never let them get it together, let me feast on this crack made canon.
Bruce and Selina: I DO like me some batcat, but I'm really more interested in Selina getting to be her own thing nowadays. Escape the bat-love interest curse girl, maybe go kiss an amazon or something.
Kon and Cassandra: Don't want this, but I am truly taken by the fact that was even a thing that was considered for 30 seconds. Insane. Insane pairing. Batshit. Kind of endearing? But please never again.
Barbara and Dinah: Listen 90's BoP (and often after too) was full of so much sexual tension between these two that it was almost suffocating. The one-night stand that they both fondly think about later, but told no one about? It needed to happen, but that's the end of it for me.
#headcanons#bruce wayne#cassandra cain#stephanie brown#talia al ghul#jon kent#damian wayne#i'm not tagging everyone#shut up cerata#shipping#batfamily#cerata ships#sometimes
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First of all... 🎉SO SO GLAD TO HAVE MY DELIGHT BACK!~ -I literally missed you🥺-
There has been lots of things I wanted hear your take on about. So I am pulling up my 'gotta share with my Delight' folder. And the first one I remembered is about when I was watching one of my obsession cartoon. There was this swimming competition scene and gUeSs WhO dId I tHoUgHt AbOuT?🤗🤭
-uh i know it's impossible to guess😒-
PERCY JACKSON -fangirl screams as if she is getting murdered🫠-
Headcannons or Blurb doesn't matter. Reader supporting him. Telling him to slow down or catch back up to help confused son of Posiedon.
Like that scene in Incredibles. Confused Percy trying to understand whether he should slow down because he is way to good or catch back up because he slowed down to much. Reader being supportive jumping and cheering while trying to hold her laughs because of how confused he is.
And then Percy comes out winning -duh-. Looking perfect after being in his element -🧎🏻♀️-
And ADORABLE celebration. Hugging, twirling fluffy stuff.
P.S.: Sorry I was keep getting lost at imagining it didn't know how to put into the words. I hope I am making sense. Very excited for your take on this one!
💋
winner takes it all. / percy jackson x female! reader.
a / n : oh my gods hi, im back 🤭
warnings : cursing and let me know if there's another
you were more excited than your boyfriend.
it was percy's one of important swimming competitions, and you were obviously there to watch it. you didn't had any doubts on your boyfriend winning, and it should be boring for you to watch him win his every single game at this point, but you can't help it. it makes you feel like a normal teenager again, watching your normal -totally not the son of poseidon- boyfriend doing his best to win his match.
before the game starts, you find him to have some chit-chat. little motivations that you're sure he doesn't need but loves it anyway. but then, you hear two guys speaking. you're not the type to eavesdrop on someone unless you're on some quest, but this was different. because even the first sentence made your blood boil.
"that jackson thinks he's some type of god," one of the boys scoffed. "there wasn't anyone professional enough to beat him, that's why. watch me carefully, because im gonna beat him so bad that he has no shame." and two of them started laughing like they're some type of cartoon villians.
you leaved the changing room angrily but quietly, trying to find percy. he was on the bench with sally and paul, laughing about something estelle said. you smiled, seeing him so sure about himself made you calm.
"hey," you said, approaching to them. as percy's attention focused on you, sally and paul let you talk in private, giving their attention to poseidon. yes, he was here. he comes watching every match of percy's.
percy smile got wider. "hi sweetheart, i was wondering where you were." he said. "where were you, really?"
you shrugged, hugging him. "looking for you." you explained, not fully a lie but not the truth either. "so, what are your plans for today's match?"
percy paused to think for a second. "what do you say? im winning all the time, should i lose? oohh, that would make a huge scandal!" he said excitedly, smiling. you mirrored his expression, getting serious the next moment.
"no, you have to win this one."
your serious expression and even more serious tone made percy serious too. his smile dissapeared and he made a focused face, like he's talking to his coach, not his girlfriend. and you like that he take this seriously.
"why?" he asked, even though he was already ready to do what you say.
"because your rivals are shitty persons who thinks you're not good enough, just your previous opponents were bad." you explained. "i.. kinda heard them while i was looking for you in the change room."
percy gave you his famous smirk. "yeah? i'm becoming a bad influence for you, really. usually im the one who does the mischief."
you hit his arm playfully, but laughing. "hey! my intentions weren't bad, i was really looking for you. and im glad i heard them!"
percy laughed along with you. "so, what's the plan ma'am? should i go with the easy win, or?"
"the hard win." you smirked, pulling him close to you so that you could tell the plan.
🏊🏻♂️
as the game start, you cheered for percy, even though he wasn't going to hear you.
the plan was simple, he was going to give that fucker what he wanted until the last moment, that's why poseidon cursed when he saw percy got behind him.
"like he can't win!" he yelled, holding his head. sally put a hand on his shoulder to calm him, and it worked instantly.
the guy was about to win when percy suddenly speed up, passing him with no effort. the guy was so confused that he had to stop in the middle of the swimming, already losing his balance.
you screamed happily when percy got out of the water, and they announced that he was the winner. poseidon sighed, smiling and cheering for his son as well.
you went down to hug him, not caring if he or the floor was wet. sally and the others were behind you, following right after.
"percy!" you called, jumping his arms. you could already see the other boy walking to the eliminated place with full of shame, and you smirked with pleasure.
"did i do good?" he asked you, spinning you around with the medal on his neck. he took off the bonnet, shaking his head and making his hair fall to his face. it was a sight to watch, really.
"you did amazing!" you kissed his forehead, still in his arms. poseidon immediatly hugged him, or technically hugged you both, and cheered for his son. "that's my boy!"
percy had to put you down eventually to hug his family, but never once he took his eyes off of you.
#i really have no idea how the swimming competitions go#but i watched a reels about it once and it ends really quickly#like percy could finish it in a second if the wanted#but I HOPE I DID GOOD#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson and the heroes of olympus#percy jackson series#pjo hoo toa#percy jackson imagine#percy jackson headcanon#pjo show#perseus jackson x you#percy x you
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SQUISH HIM
#gloxinia#drole#seven deadly sins#nanatsu no taizai#I am literally so obsessed with these two#I need more friends in this fandom#seven deadly sins drole#seven deadly sins gloxinia#sds fanart#fanart#nnt#sds
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I am once again filled with sadness and I might implode in this cold office cubicle if I don't let it out immediately.
Solomon x MC and this quote. That's it.
Solomon who will go to unnecessary and ridiculous lengths to have you close to him, to show his affection, to have just a minute of your time even though it's probably wasted on him and you have better people to be with.
In a world which has labelled him as a demon, you are the sole reminder of his humanity. A reminder that he's not alone.
You are his favourite apprentice because you remind him of everything that is good about humans and why he spent his whole life protecting them. You make his purpose worth it.
And MC who acts as the best friend he never had, who tends to his inner child so desperately in need of healing, who holds him on his worst nights to show him he's no longer alone.
MC who was the catalyst that showed him that the demons he regarded as contracts could be potential friends too. MC who looks after him and willingly agrees to help him protect the world.
#obey me#obey me solomon#obey me fluff#obey me angst#obey me Solomon x MC#obey me solomon x reader#i am so soft for these two and obsessed with their dynamic#literally cant see anyone else with Solomon
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it might seem like im just a totk hater, and to be fair, i AM, but its not bc i think its bad in every way- if it was all bad, ok, then its all bad and we can forget it happened and can all accept that-
but totk specifically hit the jackpot of -things that frustrate me so much i cannot let go and need to talk about it-
its part of my current hyperfixation (or whatever is the right word), botw is one of my all time favorite games, and that one had so many mysteries i was DEEPLY invested in, its got great music and some absolutely fanatstic moments, some ideas are great to fine, but it doesnt make sense, i hate time travel like little else in games, it constantly contradicts itself, the franchise, even its previous game its supposed to be a sequel to, i felt like i was made fun of by the game itself, for caring so much about what they had set up or done in botw, the moment i saw what they did to the shrine of life i felt so devasted i could hear people pointing and laughing at me for having cared about it, the writing treating me like i am so brainless i cannot connect dot one and two when there are only two dots in front of me labeld 1 and 2 that it then tells me to connect directly, to my face, multiple times, before showing me how to draw a line, its full, so SO FULL of missed opportunities, its got choices in there that are just nothing but frustrating bc there were a hundred other ones, i can see what you could do wit hthe basic ideas, theres people that worship it to a point you cant say anything even mildly critical, even about objectively bad things (there is no excuse for that godawful arrow menu) bc they will jump at you like a rabid animal-
i could go on but you get the point, never in my life has anything hit me like that
#ganondoodles talks#like the closest i can think of is back when i was into transformers#the prime series was one of my first extreme obsessions but i think in season two it just went to shit#in every direction i hated basically#and it drove me nuts#but even then i could say ok its stupid now and stopped watching and caring#but totk isnt like that#its literally like a jackpot#but also dont think i am literally losing my mind bc im not that far gone ok#its just so so DAMN FRUSTRATING#to see what could have been#to see it be literally given to them freely#and them slapping it away and take soemthing out of a trashcan instead#and bc its a big game of big company i cant do anything about it
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Crowley Of The Day: gorgeous 😍
(I used up all my hashtags that I couldn’t do my usual GO tags that I always do lol I don’t care)
#personal update#I got into Trolls#but I mean really really really into it#new fixation the brainrot is unstoppable#it’s all I think about I’m to the point that I need all Trolls content to survive#all Trolls content HAND IT OVER! merch fanart fics ALL OF IT#I’m so in love with Branch Floyd and John Dory#Rock Zombie Branch is sooooooo#and so I’d Rock Zombie Poppy#I AM THE NUMBER ONE JOHN FORY DEFENDER LEAVE HIM ALONE HE DID NOTHING WRONG AND DOESNT DEAERVE THE HATE HE GETS#I need what Broppy have oh my fucking god it’s so cute the love they have for each other it’s consuming me#and I need more of Branch and Clay those two rule following safety loving nerds would have such a great relationship#DID YOU SEE CLAY FAWNING OVER BRANCH WHEN THEY REUNITED SQUISHING HIS CHEEKS#THATS HIS BABY BROTHER AND HES AS CUTE NOW AS HE WAS WHEN HE WAS A BABY#AND THE ENDING WHEN HE TOLD HIM HE WAS SORRY FOR MISSING HIM GROW UP BUT COULDNT WAIT FOR THWM TO HANG OUT NOW#everyone focuses on Branch and Floyd but I NEED BRANCH AND CLAY#Speaking of Floyd I love him so much. he’s all I think about. that is if I’m not thinking of Branch#John Dory is everything to me? like I’m obsessed with him in a different way. like I said I’ll defend him every single time#BRUUUUUUUCE!!! 💞💞💞💞💞#Trolls 3 is still in cinemas and I’ve literally been going to rewatch it once a week#no joke I’m going again this Wednesday#AND I HAVE THE FILM AT HOME! I have all 3 of them and I watch them every day#I’m telling you the brainrot is unstoppable I am going insane#People apparently don’t like when I talk about any other interest of mine especially Trolls#it’s like I’m almost not allowed to talk about anything other than Good Omens#so since people don’t like me doing permanent posts YOU’RE GETTING IT IN THE TAGS#okay I’m done…. for now.#Crowley#Crowley Of The Day#Good Omens
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who else is a boy that loves pressing a mysterious button 🙋♂️
#🙋♂️ me !!! i am !!!!!#tgaa#the great ace attorney#dai gyakuten saiban#dgs#obsessed with the way iris generalizes like “no that must be a boy thing bc the two boys i spend the most time w both do it”#shes so fkn funny man.. i lvoe the silly character interactions sm. literally spend so much time exhausting all the dialogue#i will click every little thing and i will do it even if i know theyre just gonna be like “we need to do smth else rn- remember??”#examine button my beloved. giving me so many treats. truly#guys im cooking rn we will see if it survives to see the day of light
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if anyone needs a beta reader for literally anything please please i am offering my soul. i love reading and giving opinions. my credentials are that i'm silly and i'm a lang and lit guy. please. please oh please.
#literally any fandom#if you want to know i am currently in the depths of a scott pilgrim obsession and also succession#so those two are prime candidates#but literally anything i swear#beta reader#scott pilgrim#succession#marauders#good omens#scollace
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Not me going to Twitter to ask this
I am such a closeted barnaby x howdy shipper (is that a thing? Being a closeted shipper of a ship? That sounds awfully Dumb!)
(And yes I 100% agree with the person below but I’m too scared to say anything)
#barnaby x Howdy is in my head#THEY ARE LITERALLY HOLDING HANDS IN MY HEAD#I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THE TWO OF THEM#SOMEONE SEND HELP I THINK I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS SHIP#Why do I like this ship so much? WHEN did it start? HOW did it start? WHAT started this?#i need help.
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do you ever just sit there thinking about your favorite ocs while violently shaking. god. clenches fist. They're So.
#every time a song from their Joint Playlist comes on i go fucking feral#the betrayal the refusal to Let Go the haunting the persisting love the renunciation the resentment the abandonment the resignation#the overwhelming desire to do good vs the fear of admitting you were wrong vs the two people you love most tearing each other apart#AGHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK IM SUDDENLY DEEP IN THE ORIGINAL SAUCE#five seconds i was Normal. scribbling welcome home#then One Of The Songs Came On and now im losing my fucking marbles#perceived betrayals leading to real betrayals....#going too far and now its too late you're Committed you cant go back#he came to you thinking he could make you understand and you could work together to make things Better#and instead you ripped his heart out and left it bleeding on the floor for everyone to see#THEY MAKE ME MORE INSANE THAN LITERALLY ANYTHING#absolutely unprompted#the oc Unwellness comes and goes in waves but its the only true constant obsession with my life#god those three... my dearest darling Trio.... how old are they turning this year?#is it year eight of having them? year nine?#one of the two is for sure how long ive had My Specialest Boy Light Of My Life The Reason I Am Still Alive#the other two came after... maybe only mere months after but he was the first and he is just. i love him so fucking much#he is so so personal to me. he has a permanent place carved out in my chest#he sleeps on my ribs <3#the other day i was reminiscing about his development over the years. his changes his different Versions#and fuck... he's really changed with me huh??#his past selves are echoes of my own self over the years#like he is Very different from me but at the same time. i created him with little pieces of myself sewn in#we hold the same views the same beliefs. im not him and hes not me but we're Kindred yk yk#i think i need to go listen to his playlist.... how long is it now... let me check... 15 hours 13 mins... 228 songs...#my gay 5'2 powerhouse of a guy. him <3#maybe 'them' too he's played fast and loose with gender over the years. holy shit wait#his development echoes mine... i characterized him as 'fucks with gender norms' long before i realized my own gender fuckery#god damn. i love him even more now. i didnt think that was possible. im going to cry. hes so important to me#he has been with me through my worst years... and will be with me through all the hard times to come <3
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