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His Lullaby Snippet [Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park Fanfiction]
Thought I’d post a small snippet of what I wrote for my fanfic :) Put it out there a bit for anyone who’s looking for a longer fic to read. It’s still a WIP, but much of the book has been completed. I’ll link it here for those interested.
(please don’t reupload :> thank you!)
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“I try and try to treat you well, darling, but-” Eddie continued but Waylon stopped him with a biting slap to the side of the head. The action caught Eddie off guard, and he made a swipe for Waylon. Luckily Waylon was able to duck, hearing the small whoosh of Eddie’s fist flying.
“Stop it, Eddie! Stop it!” Waylon hollered, and Eddie paused at the raise of Waylon’s voice. They both glared at one another, letting the silence speak for them that there was a temporary truce.
Waylon regained his breath and adjusted his leg, all the while Eddie’s eyes were on him, watching him with curiosity that quickly turned to concern. He tried making a move towards Waylon, but the engineer held his palm up and glared daggers at the larger man.
“Stop.” And Eddie did.
“I left because I heard you yelling. I thought you were being hurt,” Waylon explained, his voice now at a reasonable volume. “You sounded like you were in pain, and I wanted to make sure you weren’t being stabbed by a homicidal maniac.”
That would be irony at its finest… Waylon thought to himself.
The explanation seemed to confuse Eddie, his eyebrows drawing together in blatant skepticism.
“I never called for you,” Eddie told him.
Waylon tilted his head to the side, raising an eyebrow. “What?”
“I didn’t call your name,” Eddie restated.
“No, no. I heard that part.” Waylon thought to himself for a moment. “I heard you saying ‘darling’.”
“You’re my darling.”
“I know, that’s not what I meant. No- get away,” Waylon held a palm up to Eddie’s chest, stopping him from trying to envelope Waylon in another hug of reassurance. Eddie made a pouty face as he was pushed away. “I need to think.”
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AO3 Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33015163/chapters/81947437
Wattpad Fic Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/279564114-his-lullaby-eddie-gluskin-x-waylon-park-outlast
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Let me know what you think! xoxo
~ Vebz
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Okay, I've put this everywhere. BUTT-
I'm so proud of my fic cover. Okay haha thanks for your time xD
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"Trust" Snippet [Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park Fanfiction]
Small few paragraphs of my fic! It's a 3-part elementary school AU and has to do with the discovery of abusiveness in a child's eyes. Please practice caution when reading, just in case, though this is on the sweeter side. <3
(please don’t reupload :> thank you!)
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Waylon froze, listening for the sound again.
It came after a few seconds, and Waylon could feel his heart start pounding in his chest pretty hard. So hard it almost hurt. Was he having a heart attack?
No, no. He didn’t smell burnt toast.
Wait, was smelling burnt toast the sign of a broken leg?
He couldn’t remember.
Maybe he was having a heart attack!
The shuffling noise came again, and Waylon found the table it was coming from. It was coming from the table he and Eddie normally sat at, and Waylon neared it slowly.
If it was a monster, he didn’t want his classmates to get hurt. He could stop it! He watched a lot of superhero movies!
When Waylon got close enough, he whipped up the edge of the table cloth and dropped to his knees to face whatever monster was under the table.
But, he was very surprised to come face to face with Eddie, who was looking at him with a shocked expression and very, very wide, fearful eyes.
Waylon didn’t like the look. He couldn’t stand it.
Waylon would never hurt Eddie. He never, ever would. But here was his friend, drawn up in his knees and trembling as he looked at Waylon like a deer in headlights.
“Eddie?” Waylon asked, and Eddie turned away from him.
Waylon tried crawling a bit closer, but Eddie scooted away from him, turning around just a bit to glare at him. “Go away, Waylon.”
A sharp pain was felt in Waylon’s chest as Eddie muttered the demand. His words were laced with venom, and Waylon didn’t know what to do.
He wanted to comfort Eddie, who was very much shaking right now. But, he didn’t want to overstep. What was the right thing to do here? His father had never told him!
Waylon looked at Eddie with sad eyes, still in his dripping rain coat as he held the table cloth above his head. Eddie made no move to turn around and face him, and Waylon didn’t feel like coming closer and potentially scaring Eddie more, so he settled on sitting criss-cross-applesauce. He pulled the table cloth down, making sure just his head and some of his body were underneath the table and the rest of it was out. Maybe if he wasn’t all the way under the table, Eddie would feel better.
“What’s wrong?” Waylon asked quietly, and Eddie didn’t look at him.
The boy simply placed his head in his arms, burying them there like he was trying to hide from the world. Waylon didn’t understand what was wrong. Him and Eddie hadn’t fought at all.
But… Eddie seemed rather quiet during most of their lessons. Did Waylon hurt him?
A few marks caught Waylon’s attention, however, as Eddie leaned further into his knees. The back of his shirt had come a bit loose, allowing Waylon to see the line of bruises that lined the top of his spine.
Where did they come from? Did Eddie get hurt?
Waylon shuffled closer a bit, now fully under the table. The table cloth fell behind them, giving them their own little bubble underneath the table.
Eddie moved away from him, now on the opposite edge of the table, so Waylon stayed put.
“How’d you get those marks?” Waylon asked, and Eddie just shook his head as he trembled in his arms. Waylon felt his heart start hurting. Very, very badly. That painful, anxious, and uncomfortable feeling had returned to his chest, and even though Waylon put a hand on his collarbone near his heart, it wouldn’t go away. Why wouldn’t it go away?!
“I won’t tell no one,” Waylon spoke softly, trying to gently pry Eddie from his arms with his words.
At the statement, Eddie seemed to relax a little bit, though still not fully accepting Waylon’s attempts at help.
“You can trust me,” Waylon told him, trying to reassure him. His dad kept saying stuff like this to Eddie’s mom, so maybe it would work on Eddie, right?
What was another way to get Eddie to trust him… What was that thing that Miles had taught him that one day when they accidentally broke Miles’s mom’s fancy bowl?
It was a promise!
But no. This couldn’t just be a promise, because this was Eddie. And Eddie needed something special. So Waylon thought of an idea.
With a shaky hand of his own, Waylon held out his pinky to Eddie, who was still facing away from him. “I pinky promise I won’t tell.”
At this, Eddie looked up a little bit, before turning his head just a bit to meet Waylon’s gaze. Waylon saw that in Eddie’s eyes was pain. It was pain and sadness and the whites of his eyes were red and glossy.
His friend was so hurt. But why?
“What’s that?” Eddie asked, and Waylon cocked his head to the side in confusion.
“A promise?” Waylon asked, and Eddie shook his head.
“A pinky promise? What’s that mean?” He clarified, and Waylon ‘ohh’ed ’.
Waylon slid a little closer, catching himself going too quickly when Eddie gave him a look of warning. So Waylon slowed himself down a little and shuffled a bit closer to the trembling boy.
Waylon held out his pinky again, showing Eddie what the gesture looked like as he explained. “Miles taught me it. It’s like a swear but a lot more important, so I can’t break it ever, ever.” Eddie didn’t seem convinced, so Waylon added, “Otherwise I gotta stick a needle in my eye.”
Eddie raised an eyebrow, and Waylon snorted. “That’s what Miles told me!”
Waylon couldn’t help the glimmer of light he felt when Eddie’s face cracked into a tiny smile. Waylon grinned widely.
“So, if I hold out my pinky too, then you won’t tell anyone?” Eddie asked quietly, still clearly apprehensive about the situation. So Waylon gave Eddie his most genuine smile - one that he tried to do for every school picture day - so Eddie would know that Waylon was serious.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Waylon told him. Eddie looked at him for a few moments, his eyes flicking back and forth as he looked into Waylon’s irises, before taking a shaky breath and holding out his hand. He scooted just a bit closer - just enough to be able to reach Waylon’s hand.
Waylon took the initiative and wrapped his pinky loosely around Eddie’s finger, showing him how to do it but being gentle so as to not alarm him.
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TRUST (A03 Link)
TRUST (Wattpad Link)
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Let me know what you think! xoxo
~ Vebz
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Hi hi!
So, just wanted to say that I started another little Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park story since I completed my long story [Almost 200k words?! HOLY!]. It's just 3 parts, and the next chapter will be out within the next coming days.
It's just a small oneshot (3-shot??) that is based around Eddie and Waylon during their elementary school days, and it's in a simple AU.
Thought I'd post about it just in case anyone wants to see what it's all about <3 But no pressure!
It's based off of 'Kitbull' from Pixar Shorts, and each chapter has a little guitar sting that goes with it :> Thought y'all might be interested!
Story can be found at either of these two links!
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/353594067-trust-eddie-gluskin-x-waylon-park-outlast
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50291857/chapters/127046770
Thanks to everyone who's been super supportive in my writing!
~ Vebz
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FIC WRITING
Okay. Just a thing here.
Is anyone else like 24/7 concerned about their fanfiction writing quality. ;v; I love writing, but I also want to make something super awesome, so I always lowkey second guess myself lol.
Currently finishing up my Weddie [Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park] fic, and it's been a crazy awesome journey, but AGHHHH I just want it to be good lol.
I'm confident in my own ability to story write, but like I know I can be super picky with fic quality sometimes, so idk. Maybe that's just me.
Plus I've seen some CRAZY amazing fics like.... whAT?! How?! How does your fic stay in my mind for SO LONG! IT is SO GOOD!
Literally. I aspire to be as good of a writer as some of you fic authors out there. xD
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One of the drawings from my Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park book on AO3!
If you wanna read, check it out here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/33015163/chapters/81947437#workskin
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Hi! First post here! These are two drawings that go along with one of my stories on AO3! They’re from the Prologue and feature Ashley Silvic!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33015163/chapters/81947437
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