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ateezscupid · 1 year

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switch yunho x f!reader? 😁

𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 ✩ 𝗃.𝗒𝗁 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

plot - yunho has a problem, and to solve it, he needs to lose his virginity—to you.

genre + warnings - switch!yunho, switch!reader, non!idol au, college au, vanilla sex, aphrodisiacs used, humping, masturbation, oral, fingering (f receiving), handjob, blowjob, praising, light choking, overstimulation, unprotected sex, if i missed anything lmk!

wc - 4.3k (?)

tags - @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna

a/n - I JUST REALIZED MY TUMBLR GLITCHED WHEN I POSTED THIS? i missed an entire part, oh my god.

“dude, hongjoong just gave me these weirdo blue cookies.” mingi shoved the box toward yunho.

“what the hell? i’d expect that type of shit from wooyoung, not joong.” yunho laughed as he plopped onto the couch. mingi walked over and sat down next to him, handing him the box.

“apparently they’re cookies that make you super horny. i don’t get why hongjoong needed them though since he’s…not dating anyone. and he doesn’t even have anyone to hookup with. i guess delusion is what keeps him going.” mingi chuckles to himself as he leans back.

“cookies that make you horny… like aphrodisiacs? dudee, we should put some of these in yeosang’s lunch box tomorrow. he’s gonna need them for his girlfriend!”

“does his girlfriend even know what he looks like without clothes on?” mingi raised an eyebrow.

“i dunno, but he needs them.” yunho sat the box of cookies on the coffee table and groaned loudly, leaning back on the couch so much he almost slid off.

“i’m so bored, there’s nothing to do.”

“well, i have something to do.” mingi cackled quietly. “this girl in my math class invited me over to study for a test we have tomorrow and i already know we’re gonna hookup. i’m bringing three condoms just in case.”

“why the hell do you need three condoms if you’re only going one round?” yunho asked him. he was so innocent.

“who goes only one round? i’m not surprised; you’re not familiar with stuff like that since you are a virgin. there’s not one girl in this school who’s willing to get laid by you.”

“i—i don’t wanna have sex with a random person! that’s a you thing, mingi. not a me thing.” yunho sighed.

“im just saying!” mingi stood. “why don’t you call your tutor over? what’s her name…y/n? you have a fat crush on her, invite her over and you’ll be fine.”

“if i invite her over here, she’s gonna force me to do work and i’m not in the working mood right now. i wanna lay down and binge watch cringey reality tv shows.” yunho rolled his eyes. mingi shrugs and turns around, grabbing his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder.

“well, if you do change your mind and invite her over, don’t do it on my bed. i just washed my sheets and i don’t want there to be cum stains or whatever.”

“dude, shut up!” yunho through a balled up piece of paper at him. mingi stuck his tongue out then left the dorm, leaving yunho alone.

he stares at the cookie box on the table and ponders. the box looked really beaten up and old, and when he shook it, it didn’t sound like there were many inside of the box. maybe mingi was playing a prank on him or something. yunho thought aphrodisiacs expired in 2010, but he was clearly wrong.

he picks up the box of cookies and opens it. the cookies were blue, not surprising. they did seem a title hard, but he didn’t know if it was because of the aphrodisiacs or if it was because the cookies were old. there wasn’t even an expiration date on the box.

“blue cookies…” yunho repeated to himself as if he didn’t believe it. “blue cookies that make you horny. he must be joking.”

so, out of curiosity, yunho digs his hand inside and takes out six cookies. he sits the box back on the cookie table and looks at the cookies in his hand. they did look delicious, and it wouldn’t be the first time he’s eaten something stale or expired. plus, he was craving cookies.

without hesitation, yunho eats the cookies one by one. he couldn’t tell if the aphrodisiacs had done something to him or not. he felt fine, and his body temperature remained normal. yunho chuckled to himself and shook his head, standing up and walking to his bedroom. he really just ate cheap cookies that hongjoong gave him and mingi. he knew it was too good to be true.

yh: hey hongjoong, whered you get those blue cookies from they were good

hj: blue cookies? idk what you’re talking abt

yh: mingi said you gave him horny blue cookies? dude he told me earlier

hj: huuhhhh

hj: OHHHHH THOSE COOKIES

yh: YEAH THOSE COOKIES whered you get them from they were good

hj: … you ate them?

yh: they’re cookies, wtf am i supposed to do

hj: yunho those are aphrodisiac cookies they’re gonna make u hard as hell for hours

yh: mingi told me that too but i’m fine

hj: dude omg these cookies are different, u don’t feel it right away how many did you eat

yh: like 5 or 6

hj: i’m gonna fucking kill tou

yh: YOU CANT EVEN SPELL HOW ARE YOU GONNA KILL ME

hj: YOU WERE ONLY SUPPOSED TO EAT ONE, ONE IS ENOUGH TO MAKE YOU HORNY AS HELL OH MY GOD

yh: ohhh

yh: did i do a bad

hj: i’m gonna hurt you

yh: so basically what ur saying is i’m fine

hj: what i’m saying is you need to find someone to fuck, otherwise ur gonna be horny for days dude and that’s not good

yh: who the hell am i gonna fuck?? i’m a virgin im sure nobody wants me

yh: hongjoong?

yh: OH MY GOD ANSWER YOUR PHONE

yunho sighed to himself and threw his phone. he was starting to feel the effects of the aphrodisiac and knew he was in trouble. not only that, but he called you and asked if you come come over to help him study. he couldn’t study while being rock hard, he’d be distracted. that, and he’d be sneaking glances down your shirt whenever he could.

“fuck fuck fuck,” he mumbled to himself and stands up, walking to the corner he threw his phone in and picking it up. 5:50. he knew mingi would be gone for a long time, and you were coming in ten minutes. he had time.

yunho kept checking the time while he walked to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him and pulling down his pants and boxers. he shuddered just from the fabric sliding off his cock. he was that sensitive.

now he needed something to think about. he could’ve just jerked off and came right away, considering how sensitive he was, but he preferred thinking about something that would normally get him turned on. so, he thought about you.

yunho closed his eyes, wrapping his hand around his cock and flinching at the feeling. he couldn’t even stand the feel of his own hand without feeling the urge to cum. he knew it was going to be a long night.

he brings his hand up to his tip. he runs his thumb across the tip, leaning forward slightly and cursing under his breath. he needed more. his hand obviously felt good, but not good enough. he looks around the bathroom for anything that could help him, and sees his towel hanging on the shower rod.

yunho grabs it then leaves his bathroom. he shuffles back over to his bed and places the towel down, getting on top and aligning his hips. he places a pillow in front of him and lays down it, beginning to push and pull his hips like a mad man.

his fingers desperately gripped the bed sheets for some sort of support as he tried relieving himself. he already felt himself wanting to cum onto the towel, and all he was doing was thinking of you.

from your pretty eyes to your chest, where’d he’s sneak glances down your shirt from time to time. he’s always wondered what it would be like to just touch you. it didn’t matter in what way, he just needed his skin to be in contact with yours. your skin was so soft, and you always smelled like really expensive perfume. your smell was infecting him and he had no complaints.

“please, oh fuck, please…” he whines into the pillow in front of him, gripping the bed sheets the tightest he possibly could. he felt himself beginning to burst already, all he needed were a few more thrusts and he’d be good to go.

and he was right. a few more thrusts. a few more thrusts caused yunho to explode on the towel, his cum splattering onto it as he mewled into the pillow. his breath hitched in his throat and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. he needed that, but yet, he still needed more. he still felt hot.

so, he had no other choice but to force himself back down onto the pillow and continue thrusting. he obviously couldn’t ignore the overstimulation he felt, but he was willing to go through anything just to get rid of this feeling. as good as it made him feel, it was painful. the entire time, he was wondering how you would touch him. he couldn’t lie. he’s fantasized about you two doing intimate things a lot. so much so, sometimes he wouldn’t be able to focus during some tutoring session.

would you have palmed him through his pants? god, he could see you doing it. moving your soft, gentle hands over his bulge, rubbing your thumb over the wet spot in his boxers from his pre-cum. using your fingers to hold his cock and stroke his cock roughly. he could’ve came from these thoughts alone.

what if you had taken off your shirt in front of him? unbuttoning your favorite button up and letting him fondle your breasts. every glance he snuck down your shirt made him want you even more each time. your breasts were so pretty to him. he wanted to suck on them just once. he wished somebody you’d be in his bed, your hand in his pants or the other way around. god, he didn’t know if he wanted to pin you down, or if he wanted you to pin him down.

yunho came a good two more times before you arrived in front of his dorm room. he immediately jumps up, pulling his boxers and shorts up then sprinting to the door. but he needed to calm himself down. his face had sex splattered all over it, or he had the face of someone who had just eaten two jars of aphrodisiac cookies. speaking of the cookies, he may or may not have eaten two more just for the fun of it.

and in the heat of the moment.

there weren’t any words to describe the feeling he had. he was so sensitive, he could barely move but he tried his hardest. he opens the door and looks you up and down, not realizing he licked his lips at the sight of you.

“um, okay? i guess that’s a nice way to greet me.” you nod and walk past him, placing your backpack on the couch then sitting down next to it.

“i didn’t bring anything because i know you have some old worksheets somewhere. and you still have a computer,” you point at the one on the tv stand. “so we can use your computer instead of me going back to my dorm to get mine!”

“i’m, um,” yunho was definitely listening to you, but everything was registering to him slowly. “uh, uh, yeah! yeah,”

“you good? you’re sweating a whole lot and-“

“i’m fine! could never be better! you want a water? i’ll get you a water, you look thirsty! and uh, uh, i’ll get you an orange. we have oranges! you want an orange?”

“yunho, it’s fine. i brought my own-“

“i’ll get you an orange!” and with that, he rushes to the kitchen. he waits for you to avert your attention away from him before he rushes into the pantry. judging his behavior, something was wrong with him. you pat your hands on your knees and bite your lip. it shouldn’t take this long to get a drink.

when looking around the looking room, you notice a box on the ground. you stand and walk over to it, picking it up and looking inside of it. the box had a few cookies in it. you wanted to eat one but wanted to ask yunho. but before you even had the chance to do that, you saw the name on the box and heard a noise from the pantry.

“aphrodisiac cookies…” you mumble to yourself then whip your head toward the pantry. those weren’t just random noises, those were moans. you facepalmed.

“is he really jerking off in the pantry…” you shake your head and drop the box of cookies, walking into yunho’s kitchen and opening the door to the pantry. you couldn’t have been any more correct. he was leaning against the wall, pants down to knees and his hand wrapped around his cock. he was too caught up to realize you were standing right there.

“jeong yunho!” you yelled his name, causing him to jump and look at you. “how many of those fucking cookies did you eat?”

“i-i—look, i didn’t know those cookies were gonna make me horny! i-i thought they were regular cookies! if you’re gonna blame anyone, blame hongjoong!—“

“that’s not what i asked you. i asked you how many cookies you’ve had.” you squint your eyes.

“i-i had like—six or eight? i don’t know, i can’t remember, i feel like i’m gonna burst. y/n please help, everything hurts—“

“i…” you groan and pull him out of the pantry. he rushed to pull his shorts up as you dragged him toward his room, though he didn’t have to since they were gonna be off in the next few minutes.

“you really have me sucking you off because you ate some damn drug cookies.” you scratch your head and push him onto the bed.

“stop talking and do something, please,” he begs. your eyes trail down his body and make it to his cock. one thing was for sure, he was big. “fuck, did you always smell this good? you smell really good.”

“i didn’t even put on perfume today, what are you smelling?” you say as your hand moves against his cock softly, fingers poking his tip. his entire body tensed from the feeling.

“i smell everything. y/n, stop teasing me and do something, i feel like i’m gonna die! i could die! i-i could die if we don’t do anything!”

“jeong yunho, i will leave you in this bedroom with blue balls if you don’t shut up.” you stare him dead in the eyes and immediately curl your fingers around his cock. yunho lurched forward and moaned loudly, thighs shaking and his lips trembling.

“fuck fuck fuck, i’m gonna-“ he came all over your hand. you backed up a bit since you didn’t want any to get on your shirt.

“yunho, i didn’t even move my hand yet.” you sigh and take your hand off of him, bringing it up to your mouth and licking the cum off of it. “i assume that’s all you needed, right?—“

“that’s not even the only time i’ve cum, please. i really can’t- i just- please let me feel you.” he reached his hand out and grabs your wrist, pulling you closer and making you straddle him. he wraps his arms around your waist and begins kissing you all over your neck and chest.

“yunho, calm down-“

“cant, i need you, please…” he dug his nails into your shirt, whimpering quietly with each kiss he gave you.

“okay yunho, okay. what do you want me to do? or, what do you wanna do to me?”

without saying a word, he turns around on the bed and throws you down. his hands ran all over your body. god, he couldn’t get over how soft your skin was. he was so obsessed with you in the best way possible. his hands move underneath your shirt and he starts fondling your breasts, his thumbs pressing down on your nipples.

you held onto his wrist for a few moments until he went down your body and started unbuckling your jeans. once down, he pulls them down and throws them elsewhere before diving in between your legs. he didn’t bother taking your underwear off. he pushed them to the side and dove in, lips attached to your clit.

“holy fu—“ a tingling sensation coursed through your body. yunho made sure to look up a few times to catch your expression change. this was way better than what he’s been thinking about.

“y-yunho, slow down! f-fuck, i’m not going—oh my god,” you couldn’t even form a full sentence. having him stick his tongue between your folds made you spill incoherent words out of your mouth. he had you wondering how many other women he’s been with to be this good. but, it couldn’t have been many women? you could’ve sworn he was a virgin? unless he was lying.

“please, yunho please,” you begged, hands tangled in his hair. “fuck, i’m gonna cum…”

“please do it.” he mumbles against your clit. the pleasure had become too much and you literally exploded on his face, back arching off of the sheets with your face scrunching from the power of your orgasm. but even after cumming, he still needed more from you.

he throws your legs over his shoulders and locks his arms around them, attempting to hold you still while he continued eating you out. he just never caught a break. you were sensitive after your orgasm and knew he was going to overstimulate the hell out of you. you pushed his head back and stared at him for a moment. just looking into his eyes, you could tell he was desperate.

“how…fuck,” you had to catch your breath before speaking. “how many girls did you have to sleep with for you to be able to do that…”

“none.” he said quickly, bringing his hand up and sticking two fingers inside of you without warning. your body jolted and you looked down at his fingers, moaning softly due to the feeling. “can you squirt? i wanna see if you can squirt.”

“y-yunho, wait—“ your thighs begin to shake as yunho hums against your thigh, fingers moving at an accelerated pace. he wanted to make you cum, he wanted you to cum on his fingers so he knew he was doing a good job. yunho could tell you were close because of your moans growing louder and louder.

“f-faster, please!” you cry out. he did so without hesitation, curling his fingers to press on your g-spot. just by that one action, the knot in your stomach begins to unravel. you feel yourself beat up as your thighs clench around his face, trapping him between them as a large amount of liquid left your body. he helped you through your orgasm by moving his fingers faster, his free hand on your stomach to feel you.

once you came down from your high, he took his fingers out of you and sucked on them. he crawls up and kissed you, littering your face and neck with kisses. while he wasn’t looking, you use your hand to grab his cock, gently rubbing his tip and watching his face contort in pleasure.

“y/n, y/n wait…” he whined, falling back on the bed and grabbing a pillow. he wraps his arms around it and hugs it. his pretty moans mixed with the slick, wet sounds coming from him rang in your ears. and you couldn’t get enough of it. it only encouraged you to move your hand faster. you smile and get on top of him, now using both hands.

“p-please, let me inside.” his hips were between your legs when you straddled him, his erection rubbing against your heat. you needed a few seconds to calm your body down before realizing what he meant.

“uh uh, my turn.” you hold onto his shoulders and use every muscle in your body to flip him over. he was on his back and you were on top of him.

“let me suck you off, then i’ll let you in.”

“please, fuck, i can’t wait any longer just-“

you put a finger to his lips. he shuts up immediately and watched as you go down his body, leaving kisses wherever you could. once his cock was right in front of your face, you couldn’t help but give it a small lick. he shuddered from your action.

“fuck, how sensitive are you?” you chuckle, now bringing your hand to wrap around his length. he didn’t bother answering. he threw his head back and groaned, his cock twitching in your hand.

the sight before him could’ve made him cum on the spot. seeing you lay between his legs, your feet swinging back and forth behind you, and the arch of your back made him hornier. you could feel his gaze on you as you licked all along his erection, giggling softly and sending vibrations through his body.

he completely melted in your touch, his groans echoing throughout the bedroom. he was using everything in him not to cum on the spot. you couldn’t lie, he tasted amazing. you’d do this all day if he let you.

“f-fuck, your mouth…i love your mouth, s’good…” he whimpers while sitting up on his elbows, head thrown back and his cock twitching constantly in your mouth. you gently take him out of your mouth and kiss his tip gently, now moving your hands to bring him closer to the edge.

“are you gonna cum? is my pretty boy gonna cum?” you smile. you stared at yunho intently, watching his body break down from the overstimulation. it wasn’t surprising since he said he’s came more than five times today.

“please,” he begged. “f-faster, let me cu—f-fuck, please! please please please,” his cheeks were flushed, and you couldn’t help but coo.

“go ahead and cum, pretty.” his hips violently thrust into your hand. those cookies were doing so much to him, he couldn’t focus.

“f-fuck!” he cries out. “c-cumming, i’m cumming—i’m gonna-“ he finally let go, cumming all over your hand. you slowed your strokes to not overstimulate him before backing away.

“you did so well for me, yuyu.” you spoke softly, gently rubbing his thigh as you waited for him to come down from his high. he slowly sits up and smiles at you. he was still hard, and still pulsing.

“are you sure you wanna keep going?” you tilt your head. “and, um, if this is gonna be your first time then, i don’t know, i think you should reconsi-“

he pulls you up from underneath your arms and sits you on his lap. “if it’s you, i don’t care. now please, i feel like my dick is gonna bust.”

“oh my god, okay.” you smile and lift your hips, lining him up then sinking down onto his cock. yunho watched as you swallowed his length entirely, it disappeared completely and he couldn’t help but moan from the sight. you almost collapsed on top of him trying to control yourself. it’s been so long since you felt this way. you needed this.

“can i move?” your hands run across his chest, lightly scratching. yunho didn’t say anything. he was focusing on not cumming inside of you, you sucked him in like a vacuum.

“yunho?” you lean down. “i’ll lay on my back, so you can move. okay?”

“wait, just—wait,” he moans softly. he finally pulled himself together and gripped onto your hips, flipping the two of you over again so he was hovering over you. your hands wrap around his neck and he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth.

“you feel so fucking good,” he groans. “fuck, i wanna stay like this forever.”

“we can, yunho,” you moan breathlessly. “please move.”

he didn’t start slow. just as you told him to move, he started snapping his hips against yours, the sounds of your skin colliding echoing around the room, just like your moans. you throw your head back and moan, pulling him down and pressing your lips against his. each time his cock drives in and out of you, his name slipped out your mouth.

the both of you were lost in the moment, moaning into each others mouths and chasing your high. yunho backs away from your face and pushes his in your neck, kissing and biting softly. everyone was going to know you were his, now.

yunho grabs the underside of your knee and pushes your leg back further, now thrusting at an angle that made you feel dizzy. your back arched off the bed and his movements became rougher. he was so close.

“y/n, y-y/n, where do i…w-where do i cum?” he pants in your ear. “f-fuck, i’m so close.”

“i-inside! p-please please please,” you begged. and with the last few stuttering thrusts, you feel him basically explode inside of you. you tightened around his cock as you came the same time, repeating his name as if you were a broken record.

you make sure to hold onto him the tightest you possibly could, taking in the moment while moaning loudly. you weren’t sure about what to say or what to do, it was like he fucked the breath out of you. he cuddles against your body, breathing heavily in your ear while trying to stop his body from shaking.

“y/n, please stay with me…” he whimpers in your ear. “love you so much, i love you, stay, please.”

“don’t worry, i’ll stay.”

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tsimvkas · 8 months

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soft launch — mason mount insta!au

A/N: just tried to do something funny and cute whilst i’m still writing the next fic. i’ve never done this before 🫣 but im quite proud with the result. hope y’all enjoy it xx

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lovemyromance · 3 months

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Im curious about your take on how azriel is “overprotective”

I honestly don't understand how we got to this point where a male love interest being protective is a bad thing. Overprotective, sure. But I don't think any of the bat boys are overprotective.

There are really two parts to to understanding this argument:

Azriel's protectiveness

Elain's personality/character itself

Let's begin:

Azriel's protectiveness

Homeboy is protective, no one can deny this. But he is protective of them all. He attacked Eris to defend Mor's honor, he is Mr. "Careful how you speak of my High Lady", he handles even Nesta with the utmost care and respect. If there is danger, I'd sooner believe he'd throw himself into it rather than it get close to any of his pretty friends' heads.

But there is a difference between him, and let's say, Tamlin for example. Tamlin literally locks up Feyre in her room, doesn't let her train her own powers, keeps her far away from courtly affairs.

And I know what you are going to say - "Oh, but Azriel stopped Elain from scrying for the troves" - um yeah, no shit.

The Cauldron literally kidnapped Elain? You think he's going to let that dangerous thing in her presence again? He snarls at Eris everytime he shows his face, you think he's going to let that evil crockpot anywhere near her?

It's not like he said "Elain can't train." or "Elain should be locked up in a tower". All he said was, "Elain should not be exposed to that darkness". Which - brings me to my second point.

2. Elain's entire character

Elain is not a warrior. She does not want to be violent. She has no desire to train like her sisters, but she does want to be helpful. There are ways to be helpful without physically going into the Bog or Prison or fighting on the frontlines of battle.

But again, she is untrained. Even if she does want to be helpful, nobody is willing to send her into a situation that might turn violent without any training. They are not willing to risk losing her, because of what happened last time.

The IC is even more protective of Elain as a whole because of who she is. It is not a stretch that Azriel, someone who cares dearly for her, is also protective of her.

And again, let's not forget that all of the bat boys are protective over their women. If we keep reading past when Azriel says, "Elain should not be exposed to the darkness of the troves", you will see Cassian protest and ask "and Nesta should?"

Even Cassian is reluctant to let Nesta be exposed to that darkness. The difference is in Nesta & Elain's core personalities, more so than the protectiveness of Azriel and Cassian. Elain will pick up a dagger as the last resort only to defend someone else/herself, but Nesta? Nesta will charge at you with her sword, probably even if you look at her wrong.

That's the difference. It's not a question about protectiveness, it's about currently, what is Elain capable of.

Azriel is protective of Elain, as he should be. In case you forgot, he was the one who saved her from Hybern's camp. His wings were shredded, he was swaying on his feet, he was warned he would die, but he still went after her. Of course he would be afraid to let that Cauldron anywhere near Elain after that.

And by the way, that is the only instance the anti-s are using to call him "overprotective" and "he stifles her, doesn't let her do anything".

Azriel may not be shoving her off a cliff to fly (sorry Feyre lol), but he is still giving Elain the tools she needs to grow. Azriel is the one who figures out she is a Seer, freeing her from her murky realm and depression. Azriel saw her, understood her, when everyone else including her own sisters and mate saw her as crazy. Azriel gives her his own dagger (the one he NEVER let anyone else touch), to defend herself. Azriel sits with her in the garden, allows her to feel peace and calm.

I think SJMs past male love interests have created a kind of blueprint in the mind of antis, so much so that they are unable to comprehend a different kind of relationship, a different kind of love. Just because Rhys sends Feyre into the Weaver cottage with a "good luck lol" and Rowan punched Aelin in the face, doesn't mean all her MMC have to have the same brutish approach. Have they ever considered that love can be shown in different ways?

Even in HOFAS, Hunt cautions Bryce and voices several times how they should just give up in their plans against the Asteri. Is he being overprotective? Is he stifling Bryce? No. He is simply trying to keep the person he cares about alive and safe. Because he loves her.

Love can be spending time with the one you care for, in small quiet moments in the background, in the garden. Love can be soft embraces under the cover of the darkness, where only the Mother may witness them.

Like, I thought it was obvious.

#elriel #elain archeron #pro elain #elain x azriel #azriel #acotar

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quodekash · 10 months

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guys jokezo just made out and now they have to share a bed together. just chew on that for a bit.

NO, DON'T GIVE ME THEM SITTING ON A BUS

GIVE ME WHAT HAPPENED WHEN THEY HAD TO SLEEP IN THE SAME FREAKING BED IMMEDIATELY AFTER THEY MADE OUT

👀

(they made out last night btw)

(just in case anyone forgot)

(and then they had to share a bed)

ass x7

also zo is fully just not doing anything lmao

everyone's pushing with all their might and zo is just 🧍‍♂️

FUIWEBSDGIOUVEWJBOGD

oh the desperate thigh grab

yeah, im with him on this, they need to talk about it. especially about how they had to slEEP IN THE SAME FREAKING BED AFTER THAT

welp. I guess joke's day was just ruined in a slap to the face disguised as a few words

AND THE WAY HE TAKES HIS HAND OFF ZO'S THIGH AFTER THAT????? OUCHHHH

I must say tho, this is really giving episode-6-of-bad-buddy

its very patpran-post-rooftop-kiss-core

the vibes be gay and yearning and very very sad

OKAY, THE MOTHER, FINALLY

a few things to say about her

1. she's gorgeous

2. DAMN she is SHORT

3. I was rewatching the first four episodes yesterday and today because I could, and I noticed in the first episode, zo asked his friends to not tag him in photos they took at the bar, because "I don't want my mum to see"

but my question is... why? he's just out drinking with friends, he's an adult, he's not being irresponsible or anything, so why doesn't he want her to see the photos?

is it something to do with what his mum thinks of him? is she overbearing? does she have high expectations of him? does she kinda suck?

she's probably lovely though, and ill end up adding her to my list-of-fictional-parents-to-get-adopted-by (it's a very long list)

I guess we shall find out today as the episode progresses

oh, honey, you're so queer

the amount of times ive done exactly this

she's so short its hilarious omg

also: ive decided I love his mum

she's so sweet

and neither of them know how to use a stove and I think that's so hilarious and endearing

HSDHSHFSHDHHS

(also: this scene is making me think of akkayan at aye's house having a meal with his mum and rhbgdhjgb)

he's putting two and two together

the few braincells he has that aren't dedicated to debating are whirring in his mind

I can practically hear his thoughts

"he kissed me back... he wants to talk about the kiss... we went on two dates together at his suggestion... he showed up at my house and charmed my mother... he says I have secret admirers..." cmon sweetie youre so close

"WAIT, DOES HE LIKE ME?" omg honeybun you did it!

or maybe he didn't do it

maybe he was still shuffling the pieces in his brain but hadn't put them together and then his mum said something and distracted him

either way: that was hilarious and I want to high five dunk for his acting there

HIGH EXPECTATIONS, I KNEW IT

still love her tho

high expectations suck but she seems wonderful so far (obviously my opinion will change if the circumstances do (like if it turns out she completely sucks) but for now she's made it to the adoption list)

brb, gonna go cry real quick

well now their thumbs are making out

you see, I understand the things he's saying. and I honestly agree with him. if I were ever somehow put in his position, id probably say the same things.

HOWEVER, I just want my bl boys to kiss again and be happy and together and I appreciate the realism over the usual fantasy kinda situation we go for in bls, but I just want them to kissssss

this is very good advice

I hope that jokezo kiss again this episode

also AAAGBRDHFKBG JENGPOK CRUMBS

YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHO'S LOSING THEIR MIND OVER JENGPOK AGAIN

BERIUFDJKGBEORPVFD

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

SHUT UP

SHUT UP SHUT UP

IM NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING

FHEWSDGFVESDV

THIS IS TOO FUNNY

im gonna start crying soon

its so funny

help me

girl is worried

I know this is what jeng told you to do but is during debate club really the right moment

im so certain that she ships it

awwhhhhh

HE SAID IT

HE SAID THE THING

AAAAAAAAA

hell yeah

GOUERJLHDGOBIERVLDNF

AAAAAAAAAAA

IM SCREAMING

THATS IT??

THAT'S THE END OF THE EPISODE??

THEY DIDNT EVEN KISS

OR ADDRESS THE FACT THAT - and I can't stress this enough - THEY SLEPT IN THE SAME FREAKING BED AFTER FULL-ASS MAKING OUT

omg next episode is gonna be amazing

I can't wait

gekjrdsbfd I love them so much

im like 70% certain they're gonna kiss next episode so fingers crossed

ALSO NITA DEFINITELY SHIPS IT

anyway. that was good. I should go to sleep now

#quodekash's unhidden agenda to watch hidden agenda #hidden agenda #hidden agenda series #hidden agenda the series #jokezo #zojoke #pokjeng #jengpok #joongdunk #aouboom #aou thanaboon #boom tharatorn #joong archen #dunk natachai

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World of Twelve dashboard simulator

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I think if I get knocked out while solo'ing dungeons oen more time local eniripsas will just euthanise me 😭 iop save me

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we all have that homie who's not gonna make it.

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You run an anti-recovery alcoholism blog tho ???

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way to be classphobic dipshit.

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Idk i feel like posting about losing your home bc of it isn't very successful and happy pandawa of you.

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Anyone in this thread smoke hemp

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Like a sworn knight, I serve you. You are my beating heart, my lifeline. Neither Bonta nor Astrub would be home, if you were not by my side...

Yet, why do my hands yearn for freedom, the way a butcher yearns for a wild animal?

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Are you ok op.

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isnt op that one guy with 50 side blogs who got accused of being a part of the bontarian royalty and classfaking being an ecaflip.

🌌 somethingquietplace

Do you swear on your heart that you can truly believe a person with a life and a career would post on this site.

#Mind your buisiness. #not osu

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does anyone know if the demigod goultard is still out there marrying people//...

i n;;eed h;im.

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When you die and go to externam not even being hosed down will help clean your soul. You will not reincarnate for 999 years.

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Went on a fishing trip with my family.

Here are some photos I took there, including photos of the snappers the three of us caught. Sufokia is beautiful this time of the year.

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I'll delete this reblog a bit later for organization purposes, but I wanted to take this moment to thank you all for your comments.

Also, I did not know that there was a fishing community here, for all the decades I spent on this site. The more you know.

#It's nice to get back in the groove of things... #Such a hectic year. #I just need some peace and quiet. #And maybe then I'll feel better. #Though sometimes I do ask why I keep doing this. Just everything in general. #...A hot chocolate will fix me right up though. Always does. #Delete later

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I know most ppl are like..,, 100% over talking about that one fuckin xelor that reversed time for like 20 minutes. like yeah hes evil but he saved my whole life. i spilled coffee on my passport and then WHOOM time reversed and shit. and i woke up 20 minutes earlier, threw up, and decided not to go anywhere near my documents with liquids ever again.

can i get a wahoo for grandpa genocide. like he really fucked up but he did do a solid one to at least me. i just feel like enough years had passed for me to speak my truth

🌒 ten-o-cock-and-a-half follow

It's not a laughing matter, people died. And it was a yet another case of media representing xelors as crazy and evil.

Try to put yourself in the mindset of the victims.

🔰 noobdefencesquad follow

im a xelor too and i think this is fucking hilarious soo yeah.

try reincarnating into a different class in next life! hope this helps.

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I agree with the second rb, but is nobody going to mention their url??

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I know we all have our role models for adventurers we'd like to marry or become or steal the gender of or whatever, but idk it haunts me that some of them may be on this site. Imagine someone like master Eva reading what ppl had written about her or her husband. scary.

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I hope ush galash can feel when i post about sending him psionic shadow assassins. i hope he fucking feels pain. Every single time.

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what did a random bontarian noble do to you. also isn't he dead.

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OK SO. this made me realize that most people genuinely don't know about the murder dungeon allegations.

To summ it up, he lured in people to rob his house, put them in The Murder Dungeon (actually a tower, but... rule of funny. it sounds funnier that way), and Bontarian government did NOTHING about for years, and even placed a statue in his honor despite that.

wo2ww.bontanews.bn/articles/ush-galesh-allegations-of....

Now, this might sound like a conspiracy theory, but most of us in the demigod drama community know that Ecaflip demigods just... fake their deaths a lot. So there's a very big chance he's still out there. He's fucking out there.

And I want him to know, that I am sending psionic brain warriors to him. And to the king too.

THE ONLY reason this turned into a thing everyone knows is due to an anonymous leaker from within the palace. I fucking hate this kingdom.

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The city of good, btw

yet another reason i am a proud brakmarian despite not liking djaul LOL

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WHAT????? HE HAD A WHAT ..

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oh god what happened to my post.

🌛 quartziwindy follow

there are like, theories on who leaked it btw, considering a bunch of diplomats had access to the documents. Though I won't point any fingers towards anyone in the palace in particular. 👀

if it would keep him doing this, I could kiss that guy who did this, on the lips, I would. or like, give him a pizzlarva.

fr fr.

🌌 somethingquietplace

It's every Bontarian's civil duty to try and make the city a little bit better. I think these motivations are both unneeded and unwanted.

Though the pizzlarva bit is funny.

👾 pixiiiii-piratika follow

arent you that one guy with whos been here for like 20 years and got accused of being a part of the bontarian royalty and classfaking being an ecaflip.

did you do this tumblr user somethingquietplace. did you.

🌌 somethingquietplace

I'm running a combination OSU, photography, and fishing blog where I post poorly written poetry at 4AM.

Please stop with the "you're never beating the allegations" jokes.

#not osu

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#wakfu #dofus #krosmoz #this is cringe #but i had fun writing this #mymemes #there are only 2 canonical wakfu characters who would be on tumblr and only one of them is here. sorry.#you can guess who it is.

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hehehe you & eddie adopting the lil black kitten that nobody wants and he's in loooovvveee 🥺

BESTIEEEEE this was so cute 🥺 and so fun to write!! im so sorry it took so long but i hope you love it!! this is absolutely dedicated to you 💕 she's a long one though, oops... but i have had SO much fun planning this with you and creating this chaotic duo!! (also if anyone wants to come yell with me about eddie and ozzy pls do i love them so much)

...

Every autumn, you like to do what you can to help out at the Hawkins Animal Shelter. You know they’re terribly underfunded and understaffed even at the best of times, but during the colder months of the year when you know they’ve got more animals than usual to try and feed and keep warm is when you try to do everything you can. In this case, that means donating a few bags of dog and cat food that you picked up on your last trip grocery shopping on a blustery Friday afternoon in November after you’ve finished work for the day.

This time, though, you’re accompanied by your boyfriend Eddie–he’d offered to drive you to the shelter in his van and help you bring all the food in with you. It’s been a long week and both of you hadn’t been able to spend as much time together as you wanted, so you were very much looking forward to this weekend together. Eddie’s hand hadn’t left your thigh since you hopped up into the passenger seat when he’d picked you up after work; the comforting weight is seeping warmth through the fabric of your pants, and one of your hands comes to rest on top of his and fiddle with some of his rings. They’ve picked up some of his body heat as well, the metal smooth and warm under your fingers.

He drives you back to your place, filling you in on his day while you listen and try to warm up. Or, well, you do your best to listen, but you’ve had a long week and being warm and in the presence of one of your favourite people in the world is relaxing you a bit too much. Just hearing Eddie’s voice in person and not over the phone for a few stolen minutes is enough to have you closing your eyes, a smile on your face as you temporarily zone out. Until, of course, he hits the annoying pothole down the street from your place and you’re jolted back to reality.

“Oh, shit! Sorry babe,” Eddie apologizes, his hand squeezing your thigh a little tighter before he continues, ��Anyway, so my hand’s totally stuck in there, right? So I’m freaking out, Henderson is losing his mind, and I still have half a session left to DM. Can you believe that?”

No, you can’t, because you have no idea how that story started or what he’d actually been doing. But you nod anyway as Eddie’s van pulls up in front of your building. “That sounds completely wild, Eddie. What did you do next?”

“I saved the day, sweetheart, what else?” He grins at you, putting his van in park. You lean over and press a kiss to his lips, your hand squeezing his.

“My hero. Come up and help me get my stuff?” you ask, and he nods, messy black curls bouncing as he kisses you back. His hand reluctantly leaves your thigh so you can both unbuckle your belts and he hops down out of the driver’s seat to run around and open your door with a flourish and a bow.

The two of you make quick work getting up to your place, and Eddie gathers up the dog and cat food to put it by the door while you get changed and pack a bag to take to his place for the night. You make quick work of it, and then the two of you are making your way back downstairs while you tell Eddie all about the latest work gossip and drama.

The drive to the shelter goes quickly, too quickly, and before you know it Eddie’s pulled into the nearly empty parking lot and the two of you are grabbing the bags of food out of the back of his van. You push the door to the building open and the bells above it jingle as Eddie follows you in.

One of the workers emerges from the back as the two of you make your way up to the counter, and you recognize her from your time at Hawkins High School. Her name is Rory, you’re pretty sure, and you know her mom owns both the Hawkins Animal Shelter and the Vet Clinic located next door. She was in your year at school, and she was always pretty friendly with you in any classes you shared. You’ve been donating to the shelter for a few years now, and you’ve volunteered there before, so you know her pretty well, you think. You smile at her as you place your bags of food on the counter. Eddie follows suit before stepping back, slightly behind you. Rory smiles at you as well, taking a wary peek at your boyfriend behind you.

“Hi! Long time no see! What brings you in?” she asks, walking up to the counter towards you. You can see her spare a longer glance at Eddie now that she’s closer, and you turn your head a bit to see that he’s stuffed his hands in his pockets and is scuffing the toe of his shoe against the floor. You step a little further over, putting yourself between Eddie and Rory as subtly as you can to take the attention off of him. Anything to give him a little more room to breathe comfortably; given that most of the attention he gets around town is negative, especially lately, you do what you can to make things as easy as possible when you’re together.

“We’re here to donate some food,” you tell her, reaching one hand out to rub Eddie’s arm through his leather jacket. It’s a little cool under your fingers, but he leans into your touch. You turn back to face Rory, keeping your hand on Eddie’s arm.

“Oh, that’s really great! Thanks so much, we can absolutely use that,” she tells you as she grabs the bags and picks the bags up one at a time to deposit them on the floor on her side of the counter. She makes small talk with you as she does, asking about life now that you’ve both graduated; you can hear Eddie’s sneaker starting to tap against the tiled floor. You know he’s not trying to rush you; Eddie can get bored pretty easily, and you know he’s been looking forward to spending some time with you, just the two of you, this weekend. You have too, so you’re ready to leave when Rory clears her throat to get your attention.

“Do you guys want to come back and see some of the animals we have right now?” she asks. “I’m sure they’d also love to say thank you for the food, if you want.” Or maybe alone time with Eddie could wait just a bit longer because the idea of being able to see the adorable cats and dogs you’re sure are waiting in the back to be seen and loved is something you’re absolutely on board with right now. You find yourself nodding enthusiastically before turning to your boyfriend behind you.

“C’mon, Eddie, do you wanna see the cats and dogs?” you ask him, your hand moving down his arm to intertwine with his. He raises his eyebrows, and you decide to give him your best smile and bat your eyes. It takes him a minute before he sighs, his shoulders slumping.

“You know it’s not fair when you smile at me like that.” The small grin curling up the corners of his lips tells you that he’s not any kind of mad or upset. You squeeze his hand, moving forward to press a kiss to his cheek and he responds with a quick, chaste kiss to the corner of your mouth.

So Rory lets you both back behind the counter, your hand securely enveloped in Eddie’s as you follow her back to where the cats and dogs are kept. There are more than you’re expecting, and once you’re back there you let go of Eddie’s hand to pet a very lovely golden retriever named Daisy who comes to greet you at the door of her kennel. She snuffles softly against your hand, and you coo to her through the bars as you kneel down to be closer to her height. You hear Eddie’s footsteps move farther away from you as you scratch behind Daisy’s ears, letting her know what a good girl she is.

From Daisy you move onto Gunner the bulldog, and then Maverick the german shepherd, before you wander over to where Eddie’s hanging out with the cats. He’s currently standing in front of a kennel that has one lone black kitten in it; the kitten has long, silky looking fur, and big golden yellow eyes. It’s staring at Eddie, meowing and showing off teeth that look much too big for its tiny mouth, but it makes it look absolutely adorable.

“What’s this little guy doing?” Eddie asks, sticking his fingers between the bars of the kennel. The kitten meows loudly, sniffing them before starting to rub himself against Eddie. He starts to gently scratch the kitten along his back, and the loudest purring you’ve ever heard erupts from this teeny tiny black fuzzball.

“He’s the last one of a litter we got last week,” Rory says, walking over to the kennel to peer in from beside Eddie. The kitten meows at her too, and leaves Eddie’s fingers to come get her attention. She smiles at him, digging some treats out of her pocket to poke through the bars. The kitten takes them happily, scarfing them down with a tiny growl that has your heart melting. “He’s been in there on his own for the last few days since the last of his siblings got adopted.”

“How come no one’s adopted him? Is he sick or something?” Eddie asks, and Rory sighs.

“No, he’s healthy as can be. But he’s a black cat, so, y’know.” At Eddie’s blank look, she elaborates, “Superstition is that black cats are unlucky, so not a lot of people want to adopt them. Especially around this time of year.”

Eddie snorts. “That’s a load of shit. He’s a cat.” You see Rory’s posture relax just a bit, and Eddie’s shoulders, which are up near his ears, lower just a bit as the kitten goes back to rubbing himself on Eddie’s fingers again.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” Rory is interrupted, however, by the sound of the bells above the front door jingling. She sighs. “Oh, that’s the door. I’ll be back in a couple minutes, okay?” You nod, and she turns to leave through the door you entered from.

Eddie takes the opportunity to grab one of your hands with his free one, bringing you closer to the kennel holding the tiny black kitten. “Babe… did you hear that? That little guy is all alone because people think he’s bad luck. Are they stupid? They gotta be stupid. Look at him. He’s purring at us.” He leans his head against the bars, his beautifully wide brown eyes staring at you with all the earnestness he can muster. His black curls fall through the bars, and the kitten starts swatting at them, curious as to this new potential toy he’s been given. “We gotta take him home. I’m not leaving him here.”

You’re more than a little surprised. Eddie had never struck you as a cat person, let alone any kind of animal lover. Not that you’re complaining, and you can see just how much this kitten seems to love Eddie already. It has your heart melting in your chest, seeing them interact, so you can understand how Eddie is feeling. However, you also know that Eddie currently doesn’t live alone, and while his uncle has been nothing but kind to you since you and Eddie started dating, you have no idea whether that man is pro-cat or not. He’s very hard to get a read on sometimes. “Eddie, you want a kitten? What’s Wayne gonna say?” you ask, and Eddie purses his lips for a moment before he shakes his head.

“Wayne won’t even notice. C’mon, babe, we gotta bring him with us,” he says, and there’s a determination in there that you don’t often get from Eddie. It’s the same tone of voice he uses when he asks you if Lucas Sinclair can crash your date night because his girlfriend just broke up with him again, or if you can pick up some very specific snacks for Hellfire night because one of the members has seemed a bit down this week; it reminds you of when you’ve seen him stay up into the early hours of the morning the night before a meeting to change some mechanics around or to switch up his map because he’s noticed that Jeff seems to be flubbing a lot of stealth checks lately and wants to give him a bit of a break without seeming too obvious.

Eddie looks so determined to have this kitten, this tiny little thing that’s chirping out little meows at you that’s been left all alone in this kennel, that you can’t bring yourself to tell him no. Not that you’d think he’d take no for an answer at this point, with the way he’s looking at you now, tiny kitten yanking on his curls and his almost glimmering brown eyes looking into your own eyes, almost looking through them and through you, under the fluorescent lights that blink every so often and make a low buzzing noise that acts as a backing track to your conversation.

The hand holding yours squeezes it gently, tugging you closer until you’re shoulder to shoulder.

That’s when the door swings open and Rory makes a reappearance. “Sorry, that was just my mom. She said thank you for the food, by the way,” she tells you, and Eddie jumps nearly a foot in the air. The kitten has his claws stuck in Eddie’s hair, and he tugs on a particularly big knot when Eddie does so, and your boyfriend yelps in partial pain and partial surprise. You can’t help the laughter that bubbles up from your chest, though you rub your thumb across the back of his hand to ease his pain and embarrassment. You can see the amused grin that Rory has on her face now. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I think so,” you assure her, and she nods. Eddie clears his throat, brushing his hair out with his fingers and letting go of your hand to point at the kitten in front of you.

“The kitten, that little guy. He up for adoption?” he asks, and Rory nods once again. “I wanna take him home.”

Rory unlocks the kennel, and the kitten is quick to try and jump out of it. She scoops him up in one hand with practiced ease, scratching him under his chin as she shuts the kennel door. She then hands the kitten to you, where he immediately attaches himself to your chest with his tiny claws. His big, round golden eyes stare up at you, and you smile as you start to scratch him under the chin, too. One of Eddie’s hands rests on your lower back, a comforting weight and warmth as Rory leads you back up to the front of the shelter through the door. The two of you come around to the other side of the counter, and she grabs a clipboard and the paperwork Eddie needs to go through. You decide to distract the tiny kitten, giving him your fingers to play with as you half-listen to what the others are saying. Thankfully Eddie fills it out relatively quickly.

“And you’ll just need to print his new name here,” Rory says, as Eddie flips to the final page, pointing to one of the lines near the bottom of said page.

“What do you think, buddy? What should we call you?” Eddie asks, studying the little kitten in your arms. You scratch behind the kitten’s ears, and hear the motorboat purr start up again. Eddie leans in close, reaching out his finger towards the kitten’s tiny pink nose. “What about… Ozzy? You like that?”

The kitten meows loudly, reaching a paw out to smack Eddie’s outstretched finger. He laughs loudly before he scribbles the name down on the form. You crane your neck a bit, and you can see he’s written Ozzy Munson as the kitten’s new name, and then you see that Eddie’s listed both himself and you as Ozzy’s adopters. Warmth blooms in your chest, and you bring Ozzy up so you can kiss the soft, long fur on the top of his head. Eddie pushes the clipboard back towards Rory and digs the cash for the adoption fee out of the wallet in his back pocket. She gives him the tags and paperwork he needs, which he stuffs in his other pocket, and then the two of you are leaving with the loudly meowing Ozzy. Eddie once again gets the passenger side door for you, closing it once you’ve gotten into your seat, and you manage to get yourself buckled in before you’re letting Ozzy crawl all over your lap and make himself comfortable. Eddie scratches behind his new kitten’s ears for a minute after he makes sure to turn the heating on, and then he’s turning the engine over and driving away from the shelter.

Eddie insists that Ozzy accompany the two of you into the pet store when he pulls into the parking lot and places his van in park. The little guy has been curled up in your arms the entire car ride from the shelter, and Eddie is quick to unbuckle his seatbelt and reach over to scoop up the newest Munson.

“C’mon, sweetheart, how am I gonna know what he likes unless I let him pick?” he asks, and he holds up the kitten next to his own face for emphasis. Ozzy’s giant golden eyes blink at you, right next to Eddie’s own very pretty, heart-melting brown ones. You know you’re in trouble, and this absolutely won’t be the last time because you can’t say no to both of them, not when they both look so sweet.

“It’s cold out, Eddie, and we don’t have a blanket for him,” you say, which gives Eddie pause for a moment. But then he’s smiling at you and opening his leather jacket under his denim vest and then he’s placing Ozzy inside. Surprisingly, Ozzy immediately starts snuggling up to Eddie, starting to purr loudly once again and you can’t help but start to coo at the adorable scene in front of you.

“Ta da! He’s a perfect fit.” Eddie looks so proud of himself. God, you absolutely wish you had your camera with you to capture this on film forever. You really need to invest in a Polaroid to take with you everywhere you go just for times like these. You don’t care what Jonathan Byers says, those cameras are the way of the future and not at all a waste of money. Not if it meant you can keep photos of precious memories like this, the autumn chill creating condensation on the windows, Eddie’s fuzzy black bats hanging from the rearview mirror and swinging in the slight breeze created by the loud heating system in the van. One of Eddie’s arms is supporting Ozzy inside his jacket, and the other is scratching Ozzy’s tummy–or it was, until Ozzy apparently decided that enough was enough and you saw his little claws dig right into the flesh of Eddie’s hand.

“Ouch! What the hell, man?” Eddie yells, jumping a little. You can’t help the laugh that bubbles up, and Eddie shoots you an accusatory glance as he brings his scratched hand up to his face to examine it. You look down at Ozzy, and you can almost swear you see a grin on the little black kitten’s face. You reach your own hand out towards him, and Ozzy leans out of the jacket to lick your finger. Eddie huffs, saying quietly, “Hey, I am your father, fuzzball.”

The two of you get out of the van, and you’re quick to get the door of the pet store open for Eddie, since he’s got his arms full with Ozzy, and you wave politely to the clerk behind the counter. The only ones in the shop aside from the two of you are an older woman and a little girl trailing after her, holding onto the hem of her coat. The woman takes one look at you, and then at Eddie, before she’s shuffling the little girl off to the other end of the store. You roll your eyes once she’s out of sight, grabbing Eddie’s free arm and leading him over to the cat section. Eddie’s eyes are immediately drawn to the many toys they have, and he opens his jacket a little wider to give Ozzy a good look at them too.

When he starts picking up different toys and letting Ozzy sniff and bat at them with his little paws, you start getting the essentials together. You pick out a litter box and a scoop, some litter, a bag of kitten food, some food and water bowls, and even some treats as well. When you make your way back to Eddie, he’s got an arm full of fuzzy mice, a few stick and string toys, and even a cardboard scratcher. You take some of it from him to add to the pile in your arms, and he grins at you as he holds up a bag of catnip as well.

“Babe, look, Ozzy and I can get stoned together,” he tells you, seeming so excited at the prospect of both him and his cat getting high. You shake your head, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“C’mon, troublemakers, let’s get this stuff and get home.” Eddie’s quick to follow you up to the front counter, where the older woman and the little girl are making their own purchase. The little girl turns to look at the two of you as you approach, keeping a respectful distance. You see Eddie grin, and he opens his jacket a little wider to show off the now meowing Ozzy. The little girl gasps before she starts giggling and tugging on the woman’s coat.

“Mom! Mom, he’s got a kitty in his coat!” she nearly shrieks, pointing at Eddie. Her mother shushes her, quickly grabbing her bag and sparing you a withering glance before they leave the store. You ignore them, placing your armful of cat supplies on the counter before Eddie deposits the toys and catnip he still has. The clerk coos at Ozzy, who purrs at the attention, and loads everything into a few shopping bags as the two of you pay (including Eddie attempting to unsuccessfully bat your hand away, which Ozzy thinks is a game and starts swatting at everything he can reach). You carry it all out to the van when you’re finished, loading it up into the back and then hopping up into the passenger seat. Eddie hands you Ozzy once again, and then the two of you make the drive back to the Munson home.

It passes by rather quickly, and before you know it you’re there. You pass Ozzy back to Eddie and grab everything you need from the back. Eddie’s already out of the van and unlocking the front door, holding it open for you as you make your way up the steps. Once inside, you toe off your shoes while Eddie kicks off his own sneakers. You make quick work of setting everything down in the living room, and grabbing Ozzy’s new litter box and the bag of cat litter.

“Where are we putting this?” you ask, and Eddie looks up from where he’s gently bouncing Ozzy in his arms. He pulls a face, thinking for a moment, before pointing towards the bathroom.

“Between the toilet and the shower? Will it fit there?” he asks in return, and you shrug. You take the items with you to find out with Eddie following close behind. You quickly tidy and rearrange the bathmat and the towel you know Eddie left on the floor earlier–Wayne knows what the function of the bathroom hamper is, unlike his nephew. You do manage to fit the litter box where Eddie suggested, though it’s a tight squeeze, and tear open the bag of litter to place some in. When you’ve finished, Eddie places Ozzy inside, and you watch as the tiny little fuzzball sniff around and kick at the litter with his tiny paws.

You lean against Eddie’s side, resting your head on his shoulder, and Eddie’s arm comes to wrap around your waist. His hand squeezes your hip gently, and he presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Hope you know that you’re on permanent litter duty,” you tell him. “He’s your son, you scoop his poop.”

“No, no, I put your name on his birth certificate too,” he tells you. Ozzy looks up at the two of you, and screams as he starts to do his business in the box in front of you. “Ozzy is our son, and we share poop duty, babe. With you getting the first shift, obviously.” You nudge his shoulder with your own, which starts a bickering and shoving war as the two of you leave the bathroom to give Ozzy some privacy.

You decide to give the living room and Eddie’s room a quick tidy while Eddie trails around after the newest member of the family; really, it’s mostly just Eddie’s shoes and clothes and his various D&D notes and maps that you have to pick up and put in their proper places, but you know how grumpy he’ll be if Ozzy decides to use them as toys, or worse, as a temporary bathroom so you get it done as quickly as you can. You then get Ozzy’s food and water bowls set up in Eddie’s room near his desk, and get to putting Ozzy’s new toys in various areas.

Once Ozzy has thoroughly explored as much as he wants, and Eddie’s run up and down the length of the living room what must have been a hundred times to get Ozzy to chase a feathered toy on a stick, the three of you move to Eddie’s bedroom. You pick Ozzy up, cradling him like a baby in your arms, before you put him down on the bed and you lay down under the blankets. Ozzy meows loudly, and you scratch under his chin as he walks around near you.

Eddie tsks, changing into a Motley Crue t-shirt before crawling into bed with you on the other side.

“Be careful, babe,” Eddie says, gently picking Ozzy up and placing him between the two of you so that the kitten is laying down too. Ozzy rolls onto his back, stretching out and letting out the tiniest, cutest squeak you’ve ever heard from a cat as he yawns. “He’s just a baby, y’know.”

You roll your eyes playfully, petting Ozzy’s chest. “Eddie, I was just playing with him.” Eddie rolls his eyes in return, but scoots closer to you on the bed until he can get an arm around your waist while Ozzy starts to snooze between your heads.

As you lay there with Eddie, watching him gently stroke Ozzy’s fur with one hand and drum absent patterns against your hip with his other, warm and content and absolutely in love with both the man next to you and the kitten between you, you decide that you never want to leave this bed as long as they’re here with you. It’s your own little bubble of contentment, growing with this tiny family you’re starting together, and you kiss both Eddie and Ozzy and relish the feeling of Eddie’s lips on yours as you pour all the joy and endearment in your heart into the kiss.

(That feeling only lasts until the next morning, when you hear Eddie shouting at you from the bathroom saying Ozzy wants to join him in the shower, and you swear you’ve never gotten out of his bed faster to save a trip to the ER)

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things reader insert #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson #stranger things #sunshineperriee #emma 💕#i love this so much #and ozzy will be making appearances in the future #in both eddie-centric and non-eddie-centric works

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a-small-batch-of-dragons · 1 year

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Connection: Remus

Read on Ao3

Warnings: implied/referenced child abuse

Pairings: FINALLY DLAMP

Word Count: 2492

rem.ix added Emo.Ticon, LogicalLogan, MisterJ, and pat.pat to a conversation

rem.ix renamed the conversation to "Roman's Harem"

Emo.Ticon: FGAHKRTNOEUTBWOJET

LogicalLogan: When I asked for a list of the people who had also asked Roman out for dinner, this was not what I had in mind.

MisterJ: Nice to meet my competition.

pat.pat: Wait, is rem.ix Remus???

rem.ix: yep thats me whats up fuckers welcome to your collective interrogation

Emo.Ticon: aren't you in highschool kid? wait, how'd you get our usernames?

rem.ix: asked ro he gave em to me

LogicalLogan: Does he know you're doing this?

MisterJ: Are we about to get the shovel talk from a high school kid?

rem.ix: youre about to get a shovel talk from the only person in ros life who can ensure hell never talk to you again so shut up

Emo.Ticon: damn, kid

pat.pat: *Listens attentively*

LogicalLogan: Understood, Remus. What can we do for you?

rem.ix: first off role call explain who you are and how you know ro

rem.ix: i know all of it so dont lie

pat.pat: I'm Patton!!! We wait for the bus together in the morning, that's how we met.

Emo.Ticon: wait that's actually really cute wtf

LogicalLogan: My name is Logan, though you might have been able to guess that from my username. Roman and I share a calculus class and we study together.

Emo.Ticon: Virgil. Barista at the coffee shop on campus. Also a student. Princey comes in on my shifts all the time.

pat.pat: Wait, 'Princey?'

MisterJ: That's actually a pretty cute nickname. Also why did you switch to proper capitalization just for that one?

Emo.Ticon: what can i say, it's a gift. also shh

MisterJ: I'm Janus. I see Roman at the library.

LogicalLogan: Janus as in the god with two faces?

MisterJ: Yes, that's correct.

rem.ix: great now you all know each other and you all know that youre each into ro

pat.pat: Wait, Virgil, is your hair purple? I think we've met before!!!

Emo.Ticon: oh wait shit yeah you're the one with those big round glasses, right? yeah we've met hey what's up

rem.ix: wait thats a good idea everybody send a pic of yourself

LogicalLogan: Why?

rem.ix: in case you know eachother duh

pat.pat sent an image

Emo.Ticon sent an image

LogicalLogan sent an image

pat.pat: Wait, I know Logan too!! We had the same advisor last year, didn't we?

LogicalLogan: Yes, we did. Hello, it's good to talk to you again. How did your thesis end up going?

rem.ix: focus up nerds one of yous a hold out

MisterJ: I'm trying to find a good one, hold your horses, child.

rem.ix sent an audio file

Emo.Ticon: oh shit you got jeopardy'd

MisterJ sent an image

LogicalLogan: Ah, Janus. Yes, we've met.

MisterJ: Still sore over losing that debate, are we?

LogicalLogan: No, of course not.

Emo.Ticon: wait are you two the ones who shut down the entire lecture hall cause you wouldn't stop arguing

MisterJ: We were debating, Virgil.

pat.pat: I think that's a yes.

rem.ix: all of you focus the point is you all know each other yes or no

Emo.Ticon: ye

LogicalLogan: Yes, I know everyone here.

MisterJ: Yes.

pat.pat: Sorry, Remus. Yeah, I know everyone!

rem.ix: great

rem.ix: now do you all want to date roman yes or no

Emo.Ticon: jfc kid how old are you?

rem.ix: thats not the question emo

LogicalLogan: Yes, I would be interested in forming a romantic relationship with Roman.

pat.pat: I'm happy just being friends with him!! But yeah, I'd want to.

MisterJ: I am dating Roman.

rem.ix: no youre not ro has said hes not dating anyone right now and you guys went out to dinner once

MisterJ: How would you know?

rem.ix: im his fucking brother and he tells me everything and im this close to telling him youre a dick and he can do better

MisterJ: Watch your tone.

rem.ix: i dont have to watch shit

LogicalLogan: Janus, stop antagonizing him.

MisterJ: I'm not antagonizing him, I'm correcting him. Are you all seriously okay with being spoken to like this?

Emo.Ticon: he's not being unreasonable j he's concerned about his brother

pat.pat: I mean, it's not great, but I understand it.

LogicalLogan: We all know how protective Roman is of Remus, it makes sense that the reverse would be true.

MisterJ: I suppose you're right. Still.

rem.ix: look

rem.ix: ro is the most important person in the world to me

rem.ix: i cant remember the last time he just did something for himself and wasnt guilty about how it affected me even if it didnt at all

rem.ix: and he seems to really care about all of you and he likes spending time with you

rem.ix: lately hes been really really stressed about school and work and everything and having all of you is great but hes worried about whatll happen if he picks one of you over the others or if you guys find out about each other

rem.ix: and this is kinda the first thing hes let himself have since he officially got custody of me

rem.ix: so

rem.ix: yeah

LogicalLogan: Thank you for sharing all of that with us, Remus. I understand your concern.

Emo.Ticon: we get it, the last thing we wanna do it make roman's life harder

pat.pat: Aww, that makes complete sense!!! I would be concerned too!!

MisterJ: I get that. I'm sorry if it felt like I wasn't taking you seriously, Remus. You're right, I do care for Roman very deeply and I want to support him as best I can.

rem.ix: sorry if i was being too rude

MisterJ: No hard feelings?

rem.ix: ye we good

Emo.Ticon: wait so is our consensus basically to not get butthurt when roman picks one of us? cause that sounds a bit too ya novel for me

pat.pat: Yeah, that feels weird.

MisterJ: The name of this conversation wouldn't have anything to do with it, would it, Remus?

rem.ix: i mean i dont know if any of you are poly and im not suggesting you all date ro at the same time

rem.ix: unless?

Emo.Ticon: you are 100% exactly like roman described you holy shit

MisterJ: I'm not sure if I agree with that either.

LogicalLogan: I have an idea.

***

Honestly, just watching Roman's face as he walks through the door is enough of a reward for Remus. He almost drops his backpack from shock.

"…Re?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Why are there four extra people in our apartment?"

Remus looks around. Logan and Janus are on the couch, looking over at Roman in the doorway. Patton and Virgil are in the kitchen; Patton's looking in the fridge and Virgil's toying with the blender someone gave them as a housewarming gift that they never used. "You said I could invite people over for a movie night."

"I thought you meant your friends," Roman says quietly and Remus shrugs.

"Your friends are my friends, right?" He looks at the others. "We're friends, right?"

"Sure."

"Yeah, I think so."

"We're friends!"

"That's correct."

"See? All friends. Come help us decide what we're watching, I wanna see the new Puss in Boots, but Janny wants to see that thriller thing."

"It's the next John Wick."

Roman mouths Janny and just blinks. Then he swallows and carefully sets down his backpack, opening the door and jerking his head outside. "Remus, can I talk to you for a moment?"

Yeah, he probably should've seen this coming. He gets up from the table and goes, ducking under Roman's arm out to the hallway. Roman makes sure his keys are in his pocket and calls out a quick One moment, please!

He shuts the door and just slumps against it, breathing hard.

"What's up?"

"Remus, what's going on?"

"We're trying to figure out what movie to watch. I suggested pizza 'cause we don't have enough for a big pasta bake and Patton and Virgil decided they were gonna see if we could make it work, but—"

"Remus."

At his brother's now is not the time to fuck with me voice, he gives in. "Ro, you've been so stressed recently, I know you have."

"And so you thought it would be a good idea to invite all of them over at once? Re, our apartment isn't even clean, we don't have much food left from grocery runs, we—"

"Ro, they care about you! You said you told them all stuff and they still cared—"

"It's one thing to say you care, it's another to actually come see it!" Roman scruffs a hand over his face. "God, Remus, why didn't you ask me?"

"Because I knew you'd say no!"

"Yes! For good reason!" He glances at the door and lowers his voice a bit. "Why did you do this? Are you—is it because I haven't been spending as much time with you because of them? I'm—I'm sorry, Re, I just—"

"What? No, no, that's not it, I—fuck, Ro, sit down before you pass out."

Roman collapses so quickly Remus almost cries out. But he's fine, he's just got his head in his hands. Remus cautiously sits down next to him, their shoulders resting together like they did when they were smaller, like they did in the court room, like they did when they first moved in here. It only takes a second for Roman to sling his arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer.

There's nowhere safer for him to be.

"I didn't invite them over because I wanted to embarrass you," he mumbles, fiddling with the hem of his shirt, "I invited them over because I know you've been stressed about all of them. They—it's not charity, Ro. I know you worry about it 'cause of—well, them—"

"I know."

"—but they really like you, Ro. Like, they all really care about you. And I…I dunno, I just wanted you to see that."

He shifts so he can look up at Roman's face.

"You try and do all of this on your own and you can't. You really can't. I know—I know you try and you do so much and I know you. I know you won't let me help 'cause you want me to be a kid still—"

"You are a kid."

"—but you can't do it on your own! And you're not alone, you've got me, you've got friends—you've got all of us. I wanted you to see that."

Roman looks at him with that expression he gets sometimes where he just looks at him like he loves him so much and it makes Remus's throat close a bit because he does. He really, really does and fuck, Remus loves him too.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask you," he mumbles, looking down, "do you…do you want them to go?"

"No," and shit, Roman's hoarse which means they're both about to start crying, "they…they can stay."

"…I like 'em, Roro. They're good."

A strangled laugh. "Yeah. I like them too."

"Which one's your favorite?"

A louder laugh and Roman squeezes him closer. "You're my favorite. Always will be."

"You don't get a choice with that."

"Yeah, I do," Roman says softly and shitfuck he can feel the tears forming, "and I make it every day. I'll keep making it, too."

"Goddamnit, you're gonna make me cry."

"Join the club, little octopus."

Well, that's a good enough invitation. Remus turns and wraps his arms and legs around his brother, holding him like he'll fall off the world if he lets go. Roman holds him back just as tightly, the top of his head starting to get damp. They both sniffle and try and pull the other closer.

"I love you, Re. So much. Thank you."

"I love you too, Roro."

They sit there for another minute before Roman pulls back and wipes his face. "God. You made me cry and now I've gotta go in there and talk to them? How dare you?"

"It's not my fault you're a sappy sack of shit!"

"Yes, it is!" Roman ruffles his hair. "And you're the one who wants to watch the new Puss in Boots movie, that's all sap, no tree."

"What, so you don't wanna watch it either?"

"I didn't say that."

"Ha!" Remus crows triumphantly, smacking Roman's shoulders lightly as Roman tries to grab him. "I knew it!"

"C'mere, you—" Roman throws him over his shoulder— "there."

"Hey! Put me down!"

"Nope. Wha—hey! Don't pull my hair!"

"Put me down!"

"Fine, fine." The moment Roman sets him on his feet, he almost sweeps him off them again, hugging him so tightly he can't breathe. "I have the best brother in the world."

"No," Remus manages, trying to hold Roman back, "I do."

"Tied for first?"

"Can we order pizza?"

"You got the money for it?"

"Make one of your boyfriends do it."

"They're not my boyfriends!"

"Yet."

"Re!"

"What? Go ask them!"

"No." Roman lets him go, hands on his hips. "We're gonna go inside, pick a movie, and maybe order pizza. Deal?"

"Deal!"

Roman softens a bit, reaching out to ruffle his hair. Remus shakes his head like a wet dog, making it messier on purpose until Roman laughs. He glances at the door and puts the key in the lock, opening it and striding back inside.

"Sorry about that."

"No worries," Logan says, "I think Patton and Virgil have reached a consensus."

"Pizza," Virgil proclaims, clapping his hands, "on account of I'm a lazy college student and I want pizza."

"I got it," Patton says, already pulling out his phone, "Domino's?"

"Yes, we're getting three extra larges."

"Works for me! Toppings: go!"

"Pineapple," Logan says as Janus says, "anything but pineapple."

"Okay, so pineapple on only one pizza, got it."

"Roman," Virgil calls as the others keep bickering, "how'd your meeting go?"

Remus looks up. That's right, Roman had that meeting with the Dean and Board today about the scholarship. Roman takes a deep breath.

"They're letting me keep it," he says breathlessly, "same scholarship, same amount of financial aid, same grades."

Virgil whoops so loudly it makes Remus's ears hurt. Of course, then the others want to know what he's so happy about and then they're celebrating too.

"You pick the movie, then," Janus says, "you've earned it."

Roman pauses, glancing around as if someone's going to object, only to see them all looking at him expectantly. He doesn't seem to know what to do with that. Then he glances at Remus.

See, Remus tries to say silently, you've got people. You're not alone. We're all here for you. See?

The way Roman's smile softens says yes, I see.

"Puss in Boots it is."

"Yes!"

"Great. Janus, help me set it up?"

"Sure."

"Roman, what do you want on your pizza?"

As long as we stick together, Remus thinks as he watches Roman be happier and more at ease than he's seen in a long, long time, we'll all be okay.

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xxcherrycherixx · 5 months

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Tw: very non healthy relationship. Death and grieving. Kidnapping. Self harm but not exactly done with the intent to self harm (she punches a window). Cupid drinks blood at one point. Mentions of feeling like shes going to throw up. This might be a panic attack too? Um just know this is pure angst. This is meant to be dark and unhappy. I legit don’t know why i even wrote this. All your faves are probs dead btw unless your fave is baba yaga in which case surprise???

“Cupid what have you done.” The words come out devoid of life.

“You weren’t meant to find out yet, i was going to hide it until you changed your mind”

Blondie looks to her wife, horrified and angry “until i changed my mind? Cupid i was never going to Change my mind, I STILL haven’t changed my mind even after learning what you have done.” Tears fill her eyes “ why would you do this to me” a sob escapes her “why would you put this burden on me when i told you so clearly that i didn’t want it”

Cupid reaches out to blondie hopeful desperation in her voice “i did it because i love you” anger lights her wife’s eyes “you did it because you love me? You betrayed me in the worst way you possibly could, stripped me of my choice and made sure that i will have to go through the worst experience a mother ever can-“ burning tears trail down her cheeks “how is that love?”

“It is love, i did it because i need you by my side- i cant lose you-“ “what about our children?” A pause follows until blondie speaks again “ what about our children.”

The way cupid backs down says enough. “you’re just going to let them die, aren’t you?” A hollow empty feeling fills blondie as her wife doesn’t even try to argue against the grim accusation.

“Oh” bitter broken laughter escapes her as she sinks to the ground “ I’ve made a mistake” her bitter laughter turns to sobs “I’ve made a big mistake”

“What mistake?” Cupids voice holds so much concern and love that it makes blondie even more angry at the other woman “ being with you.” She looks up to cupid with resentment “ i should have never started dating you.” A hurt look spreads across her wife’s face “i should have never married you”

“I should have never fallen in love with you.” She can see cupid shake, her eyes watery with held back tears that threaten to spill any moment “ you’re hurting right now, you will be able to get over it and we can move on from this” “get over it and move on? Is that what you want me to do when im eventually forced to attend the funerals of everyone i love? The funerals of my children? My grandchildren?”

Her wif- cupid, Cupid starts to become desperate “ thats just life! you will always see people you love die whether you live for only a couple years or forever, but this way you will have me. We would be with each other forever, you don’t have to see anyone die either! We can leave, we can live with my family where you will never have to fear loss again”

“Cupid I’m not leaving my children. Do you not realise the fucked up things you are saying? You’re acting like our friends, our family- mean absolutely nothing! Why-“

“BECAUSE THEY DON’T MEAN ANYTHING!” Blondie jumps at the booming shout, fear coursing through her veins. “they will all die no matter what! Their lives are short, one day they are born and then a couple decades later they are dead.” Cupid drops down to her, reaching out to lovingly pet her hair as blondie backs away terrified “soon this mortal life you currently know will only be a distant memory, you will always find new friends to replace the old. And you will always have me to be your family.” She cuddles blondie, voice a sickly sweet tone that does nothing to lessen her fear “ trust me, I’ve been through this all before. But you wont have to go through it alone like how i did, i will love you and guide you and comfort you. All we need is each other”

Blondie’s heart pumps in fear, if she was still a mortal she’s sure it would have exploded and killed her already. the thought that she is no longer mortal is still horrifying, unlike many people she had been forced to confront the idea of death very early on in her relationship with cupid, the girl had brought the topic of her immortality up multiple times which always led to blondie having to think about her own eventual demise. when cupid had brought up the suggestion of her becoming immortal, she had quickly shot the idea down much to her wife’s surprise. At that point they already 3 children and instead of only thinking about her own death, she started to think about others deaths and the impact experiencing such loss would have on her emotionally and mentally.

She had thought cupid understood why she said no, she had thought that cupid accepted her decision.

Writers, was she wrong.

In reality cupid had gone behind her back and did it anyway. Somehow hiding the fact she hadn’t actually been aging until she must have slipped up and the facade fell away to reveal blondie looking as youthful as the day she said no.

Bile rises in her throat as the other girl continues to hold her, the embrace which would usually comfort her now feels as if heavy snakes are coiled around her body, suffocating and strangling her until she can’t breath anymore. She tries to push cupid away and when her attempts prove futile she moves onto kicking and fighting the other girl, however cupid’s inhuman strength wins out, her embrace only getting tighter at her resistance. before blondie knows it she feels her consciousness slip, over exertion and stress finally weighing down on her.

“Sleep, Everything will be just right when you wake up”

Blondie wakes in a bed, soft and comfortable compared to the hard floor she had been sitting on. An unfamiliar room greets her as she regains her vision, filled with beautiful elegant furniture and sunlight streaming in through large windows. She moves to get a better understanding of where she is only for familiar arms to hold her back, cupid lays beside her, watching.

Memories of what happened before she passed out flood her brain, she tries to escape cupids arms in a panic and they open easily for her to leave. standing in the middle of the unfamiliar room she glares at the other woman “where are we” cupid sits up “home”

Dread fills her “ this is not my home.” Thei- her home is a sweet little cottage back in the cull de sac she was born in. With a slightly messy yet comfy little masters bedroom full of little personal knickknacks and gifts from friends and family, not a large opulent white room furnished with elegant royal blues and gold.

Cupid smiles “i had this room designed just for you. Theres a room for us both to share eventually but i thought you would like your own space now and then” she giggles “ we’re sure to have plenty more disagreements in our long time together, my aunt persephone said its good to be able to have your own space apart from your lover during those times.”

“I want to go home. MY home, back in far away with my children.” Cupid just blinks, her pretty smile remaining “i made sure that the bed was just right, i know that you’re picky with these kinds of things so i had it custom made to fit your needs. And the wardrobe is a walk in one! So you can have all the pretty dresses you love so much without sacrificing any for more room.” She jumps out of the bed excited “oh! I also have a little studio for you! eventually you can start doing your show again, auntie aphrodite loved watching your old gossip filled episodes so im sure she would watch them if you wanted to make more one day”

Blondie realises that cupid isn’t going to answer her, she can see what the other girls done. shes created a beautiful bird cage for her to live in while cupid tries to bribe and train her into accepting this new messed up lifestyle. She walks to the window, outside she sees an unknown land, its obvious cupid has moved them far from her home. she pats her clothes and her hair and finds neither her mirrorphone or her mirrorpad, cupid has cut all her communication off.

panic unfurls in her mind, theres nothing she can do. Cupid has her writers knows where and is not planning to let her go. her hands curl into fists and before she knows it theres the sound of glass and the feeling of pain. “Sweetheart why did you do that? Now you’re bleeding” cupid coos as she gently grabs her bloody glass filled hand. Cupid picks the most visibly shards out and unceremoniously drops them onto the blood and glass covered floor, the blood continues to pour and cupid hums “you can’t bleed out, but its getting really messy so we should probably get it fixed up” she kisses the blood covered skin, her lips are stained red when she lifts her head again “a little kiss to help while i go get a first aid kit” as she leaves blondie can see her tongue poke out to lick the drying crimson from her lips.

Days pass. Or maybe months? Writers, it could be years and she wouldn’t know. Shes still in the room, cupid sits with her most of the time and brings her drink and food, she reminds blondie it’s no longer a necessity but instead just a pleasurable treat. Shes stopped wearing her cherub form as much, her bone wings and ghostly white skin that turns to inky black on full display. Blondie had grown to love the unusual form of her wife, but now she sees why others find it so off putting with the bones that protrude from her spine that look like they were ripped from some poor creatures body and bent to look like a mockery of cherub wings.

Cupid tells her about how her aunt wants to come visit, she expects it to be aphrodite but to her surprise it turns out to be persephone. Blondie doesn’t know much about this aunt, the two have never truly interacted. The woman is tall like all of cupids relatives, her hair dark in contrast to her pale skin and her eyes serious as she takes in blondie. She excuses cupid, claiming she wants the finest wine that cupid can provide. It’s an obvious excuse but she has no choice but to obey the much more powerful goddess.

Its tense when cupid leaves, Persephone’s dark eyes stare as if reading her soul “you don’t want to be here.” Blondie’s reply is instant “no” she can see a hint of something in those dark eyes as the woman speaks “would you leave if you could?” Hope fills her at the suggestion “yes” the goddess stands and walks to her, as she nears the scent of nature becomes clear and blondie can finally pick out sympathy in those eyes “close your eyes” blondie does as shes told.

She wakes in her garden, the garden back at her sweet little cottage. She rises to her feet and stumbles towards the back door where it opens with ease like all locked doors do, inside her home looks different. Nothing of hers and her family remains, in fact on the wall she finds a portrait of a sweet little family of three.

This isn’t her home anymore. She runs from the house, not wanting to be caught by the family whose house she has accidentally broken into. Theres a few places she can go to look for help, either of her royal friends castles are sure to still be their family homes, or she can try ever after high where she should find raven and miss yaga at least who could be helpful with their magic.

She picks ever after high, it’s quicker and shes more likely to get actual help. The journey is long, she luckily manages to catch a ride with a nice family half way to book end, the school comes into view and her stomach feels with unease.

It looks different.

Every step she takes into ever after high feels like walking to her death, she walks all the way to where she knows the headmistress’s office should be, where raven should be. “Mrs lockes is that you?” A familiar voice calls, miss yaga looks at her with shocked confusion “how are you still alive?” That dread she had felt multiplies “ what do you mean? Why would i be dead?” Madam yaga adjusts her glasses still looking puzzled “my dear you’ve been missing for 78 years”

Ah. So this is what cupid had meant. “Are my children-“ her eyes start to water “-dead” the solemn look madam yaga gives her is all the answer she needs “oh” the elderly sorceress comes near “mrs lockes, where have you been?” Blondie shakes as she weeps openly, what felt like only days ago she had been holding her 10 year old son, hanging up on hour long calls with her older children, Planning to visit over the weekend.

Now they’re gone. Lived their entire lives thinking their mother up and abandoned them, or maybe they thought she had been taken and searched for her until they came to the conclusion she was most likely dead. She never got to see a single one of her children get married or have kids of their own. A pair of heels click behind her, growing closer to where she weeps. Madam yaga questions who they are but doesn’t receive an answer, familiar inky black arms wrap around blondie and pull her close “why don’t we get you back home sweetie” cupid coos, her mouth near her ear. “Theres nothing left for us here”

Cupid takes her trembling hand and leads her back out of the school, blondie follows wordlessly.

Cupid is right, theres nothing left for her here.

Cupid sets her down on the bed, she lovingly undresses blondie and slides her silky baby blue nightie over her head. She can see cupid look at her hungrily, she usually does nowadays which blondie guesses is because they apparently have not had sex in 78 years. She rolls on her side away from cupid, she wont allow the other woman to touch her like that yet. maybe one day she will, when everything that has happened becomes but a distant memory and shes forced to “get over it and move on” as cupid had said.

She has an eternity to find out.

#ever after high #c.a cupid #blondie lockes #heartlockes #heartlockes but very very toxic #this is pure angst #i just wanted to write fucked up greek myth cupid tbh #she does not care too much for mortals #also her idea of love is a bit fucked #but honestly we kinda knew that with her kind of trad wife love advice 💀#dont expect this to be well written #its 4am im tired

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IM WATCHING THE FINALE OF ROTTMNT SOMEONE SEND HELP I AM DYING. I AM SOBBING AT ALL OF THIS. THEY KNEW KARAI FOR 10 MINUTES AND NOW SHES GONE. THIS IS SO HEART FELT AND SO SAD AND SO BROKEN AND IM GOING TO LOSE MY MIND! I don’t know if I can commit to this.

I’ll keep this thread going but damn is this a lot to take in.

AND RAPH CARRYING EVERYONE AND HAVING TO HOLD LEO BACK AND SPLINTER AND DRUXUM BEING THAT AWESOME DADS THAT THEY ARE, STAYINF BEHIND TO STAVE OFF SHREDDER.

Aaaaa

Pt 2:

OMG LAST EPISODE BEFORE THE MOVIE AND I AM FREAKING OUT. AND CASSANDRA?! OMG I KNOW HER HEART IS IN THE RIGHT PLACE BUT OMG. THIS IS GONNA BE INSANE

also is shredder voiced by the same guy that voiced splinter in 2012? Coz if that’s the case I’m gonna die, yk again

I also thought Draxum was gonna betray them, but thank god he didn’t. I love Him too much

This is going to end my life. I hope my boys are gonna be ok.

OMG OK HERE IT IS, FINAL BATTLE. AAAA

Pt 3.

OMIGOSH OK WOW. I JUST FINISHED IT BUT IVE GOT WORK SO ILL HAVE TO WSTCH THE MOVIE LATER. BUT GOD DAMN THAT WAS EPIC. WHY DID I NOT GIVE THIS SHOW THE BENIFIT OF THE DOUBT WHEN IT CAME OUT YEARS AGO. WHAT WAS I THINKING. I CANT WAIT TO WATCH THE MOIVE!!!

Pt 4.

ITS MOVIE TIME, HERE WE GO, MY SHIFT IS OVER AND I COULD NOT STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS THE ENTIRE TIME, SO IM NOT GONNA WASTE ANYMORE PRECIOUS MINUTES, AND GET INTO IT!!!

Pt 5.

OMG THAT MOVIE WAS AMAZING, WHY DID I WAIT 5 YEARS TO START WATCHING THAT FRANCHISE. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! WHAT WAS I THINKING!? THAT MOVIE WAS FANTASTIC, ITS SO WHOLESOME AND RELATABLE AND HEARTWARMING. OMGGGGGGG! THAT IS AN AWESOME FAMILY MOIVE. BRUH OMG. ok ok but seriously I do have some actual things to say.

1. I’m sad that we didn’t get to see future Donnie and raph or much of the future at all, that sorta felt like a really big chunk that was just kinda missing. Maybe that’ll be cleared up in the new season/s coming out soon.

2. I wanna see what happens to Casey, I want him to meet his mum or something like that, because that is awesome.

3. The power of family is such an amazing element to me because realistically, they can’t be family they are different spiecies of turtles and their dad is a rat and their…dad is a yokai BUT THAT MAKES IT FOUND FAMILY. And I fucking love that even more. I never understood the unrequited love of family but found family makes it so much more close to home for me. I love them

4. DONNIE IS FUCKING AWESOME. I KNEW HE WAS MY FAVOURITE FOR A REASON. HELL YEAH!

5. This whole thing was a blast and an emotional rollercoaster and I really recommend it to anyone who hasn’t seen it (but let’s face it I’m the one that’s late to the party here) but holy fuck yes, awesome movie, awesome part of the franchisee, turtles forever

COWABUNGA!!!

💙🐢

❤️🐢

💜🐢

🧡🐢

#ROTTMNT #tmtn 2018 #TMNT 2k18 #TMNT #finale #TMNT finale #rottmnt season 2 #season 2 finale #I’m losing my mind #I’m crying #characters #rise #thread #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise of the turtles

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i think the research u do for fics is insane... thinking deeply about the logistics of soulbond/omegaverse/cisswap mattdrai where they invoke a partner clause like... policy writing IS fanfiction actually... would u ever consider diving into the logistics of the partner clause...

hello anon! what a funny/good question haha. this got uh long so under the cut are some thoughts about that (also, like, spoilers for linger if anyone cares)

want to set the table by saying (a) im SO not a lawyer, law school VERY not for me, i know a lot of lawyers and they all terrify me (affectionate) and (b) i do not really do much research beyond my ongoing love affair with hockey reference dot com (and stuff to inform characterization ofc!) -- but i think the existence of the idea of these like, bond clauses (explicit in the omegaverse one, may come up if i write more soulbond) comes from a general question that i think about whenever im writing an au concept which is: how would this one wacky change (people have another form of sexual presentation! people can have half physical half mental all emotional connections to another person!) influence other aspects of life besides me smashing my ken dolls together?

obviously the trappings are fun - reality tv! inane pop songs! if people can get bonded do they also have weddings? how does this influence pbs documentaries. but i often think about things from a public policy perspective because it's what i know lol. and with those examples in particular, my thought process was -- here's this thing that can romantically and sexually entangle people, but there's also a physical component. bonding in omegaverse or soulbonds often changes you/has some sort of tangible impact if you’re separated -- you get bond sick, your heat cycle changes, that sort of thing. there would probably be some sort of sociopolitical movement to protect those social structures because you can't have people getting physically fucked up if they aren't allowed to follow/bring a partner with them! maybe it was a given in many cultures and laws developed to formalize social structures. maybe in the us there's some sort of landmark federal legislation to provide greater protections in the 60s and 70s. maybe the un has a body of international standards.

and in any/all of those cases, it would be something that would get bargained in something like a sports cba because in a world where these kinds of intense bonds are possible between members of your same-gender league, inEVITABLY capitalism will run up against those off ice bonds, and people would feel strongly about keeping their partner with them!

also in linger specifically, i knew i wanted the main conflict to be this sort of, matthew vs his body, matthew vs his identity as an omega/what he perceives being an omega to mean, matthew's desire for independence and control vs his desire for physical and emotional connection and leon. and when i was first trying to figure out my way into a plot (especially how to handle The Trade) and spitballing on twitter, a friend was like what if alpha/omega relationships were a really big deal legally? and the idea of bond rights sprung out of that because it was the perfect narrative tool to be like, here is this tangible economic and occupational consequence if matthew gets bonded. here is a real thing that will happen that will cause him to lose that sense of control over his own life. here is the Threat that is always sitting in the back of his mind. and even though it hopefully comes across that like, leon doesn't think of their relationship that way, he wouldn't actually force matthew to stay close if matthew didn't want to, matthew doesn't know that! he's seen bond rights used before! he doesn't want it to be him! and then that really drives the conflict of the story, because he sees holding himself apart from leon as this way to achieve not just emotional independence and self-control, but also very literally control over his own career.

so yeah idk! world building! not only does it provide color and depth but hopefully it can drive conflict and plot as well!

(also tbc there is no such partner clause in the girl!leon verse, they are just being very savvy about contracts and cap capacity and eventually gonna finangle their way to the same team through guile and playing hardball)

#ask #thanks anon sorry this is so rambling!#also #omega matthew

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as a fellow alopecia haver would you mind if i asked a few questions about how you cope with it? like, do you wear hats or wigs or do clever hairstyles to hide it or do you just let it show? ive tried pills and scalp shots and nothing is reversing mine. im only 26 and i feel like this is the worst thing to ever happen to me and i dont know what to do about it. nobody even thinks balding women exist. nobody considers how it is to actually be one. im so scared no one will ever like me or find me cute again. i used to think i was so cute. this sucks so bad.

For me the back of my head around the nape and up to nearly the top of my scalp has never grown hair, not even when I was born. My father also has alopecia areata and he has a few golfball-to-coin sized patches he loses and regrows at a random basis. So I've had my entire life to contend with hair loss and family that was familiar with it, so I sympathize so incredibly hard to women who develop it later in life. It is probably mortifying.

So yeah, shots and pills and balms and oils and etc have never worked for me. I also lose hair at random basis around the rest of my scalp, mainly around the margins of my crown (losing my bangs) and the sides of the back where I already do not grow hair. I also lose half my left eyebrow on a regular basis. If you go far back enough in my #me tag I've posted what it looks like. I also preface some of my advice might not be helpful if you have afro-textured hair, but I will recommend someone who will be extremely helpful in that respect.

Also I hope you don't mind me doing a shotgun blast of advice but maybe my experience will help someone

Things that worked for me:

I've always been flipping my part as my hair cycles in a growth/loss state for my bangs. Low pony tails tend to hold better than high ones in what is essentially a clever combover. Uhhh and always keep a hair tie around in case there is wind lol I always get self conscious when there's a breeze.

This is kind of vague and probably shitty advice but I've noticed over the years I lose hair when I am stressed, so I've had to make the call (in addition to other factors) to quit jobs that really strain me and I've noticed improvement in hair growth. So depending on your circumstances I say make some effort to reduce your other stress factors while you go through figuring it out. This shit is literally traumatizing.

This thing here is basically a pepper shaker for keratin bits that can color-fill in patches of missing (or really tiny short baby) hair. I can only speak as a brunette but it works pretty damn good as some camouflage for your skin poking out where you can't cover it. Do note it kind of has an ashy texture so it's something to wash out at night like makeup. Scalp makeup lol.

Hats are good. I wore trucker hats for most of my teen years, but I don't wear them much anymore, especially being out of the stress of school. However - a piece of advice from a mentor of mine, Jamie Elmore, is to call hats, bands, scarves, wigs, anything under an umbrella term "accessory." It's kind of corny but sometimes conceptualizing these things that way helps coping with the impulse of a world that demands you hide your hair loss and another where you can freely express yourself without fear of judgement. Anyway, I recommend looking her up, she has a magazine and works hard for the alopecia community, particularly for black alopecians.

Oh yeah if you can find those hippy chick silk hair bands that have the elastic around the back, I love those. Regular bandanas are also good.

Uhhh shorter hair also tends to weigh and pull less, which I think everyone has varying sensitivity to, but to anyone considering a bob, why not might help lol. I also lose my hair in the largest amounts in the shower, so like, if you develop a weird complex about showering I know allllllll about it.

I have tried partial wigs, which are custom cut out and adhered to your head, and it's nice if you want to do hairstyles you otherwise could not, but it's high maintenance, very itchy, and gets gummy after about a week.

But yeah it's been a very slow and steady process to get used to going out in public without putting effort in camouflaging my alopecia, and that mostly has to do with tuning people out. The existential stuff gets personal so I save those conversations for a 1-to-1. *Holds you by the shoulder* we are all coping out here.

I look at that sword of Damocles hanging over my head and if my scalp gets wiped out beyond all sidepart repair, I'll go full wig-wearing. I once had a hair stylist who was giddy at the idea of shaving my head when I explained it to her, which was comforting in a silly way.

Anyway, it's been years since I've dipped my toes into the greater Alopecia Community, the ones with all the acronyms, but there are NAAF chapter groups that you can meet and hopefully find people to connect with. I think you need to join an email group though. Anyway. For the longest time the only people I knew with it was just my dad and a cousin who had it for 1 year and never again and seeing a group of people with patchy/full baldness in person for the first time made me cry.

To end on a good note, there have been trials for JAK inhibitors (a treatment for many autoimmune disorders) having really breakthrough success rates at hair regrowth, but I haven't looked into it lately. Seems very promising. A lot better than cortisone shots in the scalp I figure, maybe worth the pain lmao

EDIT: i misremembered it being lupus medication, but it was actually Janus kinase inhibitor trials with success.

#fucking godspeed my friend #alopecia

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