TW?
Gore/ disturbing imagery?
At least I guess this counts I'm not taking chances
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Wake up
Wake up
Wake up!!!
sleep? was I sleep...was that seriously a dream...no that was too real way to real... it felt too real
Frantically frazzled is definitely a way to describe Patches poor thing barely gets any sleep Because of these dreams... dream's? No no not dreams their to real to be dreams
She has to fake a smile while shaking their hands otherwise they might catch on by how scared she really is what do they want form me her misery needs company
Why does this have to happen to me why am I seeing this now....I need a therapist maybe dream is open... Wait! I can't just tell her about my dreams what if she tells everyone...fuck
The rainbow neighborhood au belongs to a cool moot of mine @//the-rainbow-neighborhood
Yes that's their account name follow them!
But Patches bashful belongs to me!!
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Love the idea of Steve and Eddie being so sickening in love that Eddie calling him by his name makes Steve be like “why are you being mean”. Imagining how funny it would be if Steve was hanging out with a new friend or co worker or something at the house for the first time and Eddie comes in and is like “hey Steve” and kisses him on the cheek before introductions and obligatory “how was your day” and when Eddie leaves a couple minutes later the new friend is about to comment on how nice Steve’s husband seems when Steve turns to her and is like “I’m so so sorry you had to see that he is not usually like that he is just still pissy about (insert dumb funny thing here)”
This is cute and hilarious, and it’s so canon to this AU that it hurts. I love it so much.
I’m picturing Steve having a group of teachers over because they’re part of a committee and they’re planning an event at the school. Some of the teachers are people that Steve has known years, but the majority are people who don’t know Eddie outside of the guy that sometimes picks Steve up on bad brain days.
They’re in the thick of making posters and streamers when Eddie comes into the house, guitar case in hand from practicing at Jeff’s. He comes into the dining room where everybody is, plants a kiss on Steve’s cheek like, “Hey, Steve. Missed you.”
“Missed you more,” Steve hums back, sinking into Eddie’s side when he wraps his arm around his waist and pulls him closer.
Eddie rests his head on Steve’s shoulder and looks down at the poster he is making. It’s very glittery. He asks, “How’s it going?”
He listens attentively as Steve tells him of all they’ve accomplished and even reminds him of something that he said he wanted to do for the event and forgot about. He smiles and shakes hands when he’s introduced to other teachers and even recalls some of the things Steve told him about them.
At the ends of it, Eddie kisses Steve’s cheek again, tells him that they’re doing amazing work, and then says, “I’ve got a melody in my head, gonna go iron it out. Let me know if you need anything.”
He even says as he leaves, “Love you.”
“Love you, too,” Steve echoes back. Once the basement door closes, Steve just sighs and says so apologetically, “I’m so sorry you had to see that and if it made any of you uncomfortable. He’s not typically like that, you know. He’s just mad at me right now because I won’t walk a red carpet with him next week.”
At first everybody thinks that he’s joking but Steve looks so genuinely embarrassed that they have to believe him. Everybody is just like, “Excuse me, he’s mad at you?? He isn’t usually like that??? Meaning that he’s typically more loving and affectionate???”
Kathy, a seventh grade English teacher who shares way too much about her failing marriage, is just like, “Shoot, I can’t even get my husband to say he loves me half the time.”
“Kathy,” Steve says sincerely. “You need to divorce your husband.”
“I know.”
There’s a beat of silence before David, a newer teacher at the school, asks, “Red carpet? He is like, movie star or something?”
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