#JESUS I love THEE

[babydarkstar]

honestly no wonder harrow forced ianthe to lobotomize her so she could save gideon. listen…LISTEN…if i was a secret-war-crime cult nunlet princess worshipped by my entire planet and the only person that (barely) kept me in check was my childhood nemesis—a butch a year older than me, towering over me in stature and physical prowess, and so hot it made my teeth hurt from how hard my jaw clenched in her presence, who wielded a two-handed seven-foot sword and had irritatingly huge biceps and told very lewd stupid jokes and also learned how to wield an entirely new weapon and be my bodyguard with startling accuracy in three months—only to have us finally learn to trust each other because we got invited to a magic murder mystery and then before the bubble burst i spilled the worst secret about myself that i was born because my parents murdered an entire generation and tried to Kill Her along with them and she just wouldnt die, and i told her this expecting a swift death i believed i deserved, only for her to fucking cradle me in her big butch arms and kiss me on my forehead with her soft butch mouth and just. forgive me for a shameful weight ive carried my entire life and then MAKE AN ACTUAL NECRO/CAV VOW with me despite every evil thing i have done to her……to have her tell me, in the end, bleeding and broken after putting up the most beautiful and glorious fight of her life, that she understands purpose and she understands duty and she knows loyalty more fiercely than ever now, that she knows who she is to me, that there is no her without me….to have her backed into a corner and make the ultimate sacrifice…..for me…..to recite scriptural wedding vows of eternity to me in her last wisps of soul-consciousness…..if i thought there was even a snowflake’s chance in the pyre that i could save her by turning myself into her very own locked tomb, i’d be begging ianthe tridentweirdius to crack my skull open and turn me to mush too, goddamn. i understand you harrowhark girl you don’t have to explain a thing to me. god said you couldn’t undo the lyctor’s bond bc it’d kill you. you told god and his angels that not even a lyctor’s bond could outshine the power of female spite and lesbianism and they didn’t listen. they didn’t believe you. but i heard you loud and clear and i was 17 and hormonal and hopelessly romantic not too long ago unlike those fucking dinosaurs and i’m saying it’s valid it’s what i would have done and really everyone should be thanking you for not being worse and more wretched about it, all things considered

#i think about gideon nav every day #she makes me want to eat drywall #shes so jesus shes so her own thing shes so god and savior It Is Finished divinity of love and sacrifice #honestly so much of harrow is so so relatable to me shes so real for everything she does #her little griddlehark meetcute au her little divine highness au #ive already waxed poetic about the harrow nova au #sorry to keep waxing poetic about this but i really am rotted about them #like im going insane. tamsyn muir when i get you tamsyn when i catch you #griddlehark #tlt spoilers #harrowhark nonagesimus #i am you as you are me we are one and two and two and one #i cannot conceive of a universe without you. #should i forget you let my right hand also be forgotten; add more also. if aught but death part me and thee. #I FELL INTO THE WATER AND NOW IM FREE

[madewithonerib]

My JESUS I Love THEE | Meredith Andrews Sooter

My JESUS I love THEE, I know THOU art mine For THEE all the follies of sin, I resign My gracious REDEEMER, my SAVIOUR art THOU If ever I loved THEE, my JESUS ‘tis now

OOOh I love YOU JESUS

I love THEE because THOU hast first loved me And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree I love THEE for wearing the thorns on THY brow If ever I love THEE, my JESUS ‘tis now

Chorus [Repeat] I’ll love YOU in life, I’ll love YOU in death [yes GOD] With every beat of my heart With every breath

In mansions of glory, in endless delight I’ll ever adore THEE, in Heaven so bright [Yah] I’ll sing with a glittering, crown on my brow If ever, I loved THEE, my JESUS ‘tis now [Yes]

Chorus x4 Tag

With every beat of my heart With every breath With every beat of my heart With every breath

JESUS I love, JESUS I love YOU are everything I have YOU are everything I own I love YOU, O yeah

Words and music by Jacob Sooter, Meredith Andrews Sooter, and William Featherston Arrangement by Jacob Sooter ©2019 Essential Tunes

#JESUS I love THEE #Worship #Sing new Song #eternal life #life purpose #praise JESUS #give HIM glory #die to self #love HIM in life #love HIM in death

[onomatopiya]

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babe wake up anthony mental illness compilation dropped

transcript below the cut:

Here was something you didn’t hear in the interviews: Anthony Mason fucking hated mirrors.

Sheets covered every mirror in his bedroom, and he averted his eyes around reflective surfaces at every opportunity; when he was younger, he’d hidden under tables and rocked himself, his eyes squeezed shut to avoid meeting his own gaze. It had been enough of a concern for his parents to consider finding him counseling, but they hadn’t wanted word to get out that their heir wasn’t right in the head. In the end, Anthony learned to hide his terror behind a perfect smile, and no one had spoken on it since.

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Twenty-one was found in cheap clubs and the sun on his face, in boys kissed in the shadows and eyeliner smeared dark under his eyes. Twenty-one was a pulse beating frantic against his wrist. Freedom so limitless it ached. Beautiful ugliness that he’d never gotten to taste.  Anthony didn’t feel twenty-one. Sometimes he hardly felt a year old.

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He wasn’t living in his parents’ shadows. He was the puppet doing tricks on their stage. First and foremost, Anthony Mason was an heir, investment, figurehead—he was theirs. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t have been anyone else. He didn’t know how.  

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“I couldn’t do this without you,” he exhaled, and he saw the way Lahar swallowed, the tips of his ears red. “You have no idea what this means to me.”

“What does this mean to you, Anthony?” Lahar asked, quiet, his voice wavering with the same nervous energy that thrummed through Anthony’s veins as he stepped close enough for them to share breaths.

Everything, Anthony thought, and kissed him.

#writeblr #writblr #rr #* #all of this from one fucking chapter btw #i have a love-hate relationship with anthonychapter 1's prose but anthony makes me sooooo. augh #he's got depersonalization issues. he's everybody's pawn. he's an nft bro #and to him lahar is thee only real tangible thing in his life. but lahar hates him so much and is fully planning to fuck him over big time #the dynamic ever. jesus fucking christ #draft two is really fun guys #(everyone is doing awful) (send help) #if you read this essay in the tags i'm kissing you platonically on the mouth :)

[ssruis]

Let’s study hard makes me giggle because akito is already being forced to study subjects he hates (he’s in hell) but his sisters annoying friend and his boy best friend’s obnoxious brother’s Deeply Irritating Situationship Guy r tutoring him. & he can’t say shit because toya will be like that doesn’t sound like you’re learning math 😐.

#sitting there while mizuki makes fun of him and ruikasa r being incredibly annoying together. oh I’d be so mad. #mine #also the 4koma… an and akito being in hell while tsukasa is like 😊. #rui fucking with tsukasa for no reason. mizuki bought fake glasses for toya and rui. #also Thee an shirashi lesbian Jesus event #nene is even there. i love kamiyama.

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

The Singing Contractors are encouraging us with a classic rendition of ‘My Jesus I Love Thee.’ ‘My Jesus I Love Thee’ was written by William Ralph Featherston in 1864 when he was 16 years old. In 1876 Adoniram Gordon added music to Featherston’s poem. Featherston died at the age of 27 before his poem became a well-known inspirational hymn. The poem is believed...

#FaithPot #The Singing Contractors Singing 'My Jesus I Love Thee' Is Such An Encouragement #faithpot.com

[foreverpraying]

Peter Paul Rubens: The Resurrection of Christ

"I know thy works: behold, I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it." Revelation 3:8

#I know thy works #behold I have set before thee an open door and no man can shut it #open door #bible quotes #Bible #Revelation 3:8 #God #Jesus #Christ #Jesus Christ #Father #Son #Holy Spirit #Holy Trinity #christian religion #faith #hope #love #stress reliever

[ace-trainer-risu]

I just can’t get over the fact that John (presumably) renamed the literal nun to cristabel. Fucking C(h)RISTabel. Terrible horrible awful thing to do. Objectively extremely funny.

#the locked tomb #nona the ninth #nona the ninth spoilers #i just like to imagine him...post-apocalypse...renaming them all....getting to her and being like #she loved....jesus right? so uhhhhhh christ? crist. crist uhhhhhhh bel. cristabel. yeah! #i think of this often #honestly i'm not even sure john ever knew her name in the first place #literally thee worst man (affectionate)

[acrellia]

I was tagged by @lesbeanactivity to share my lock screen, the last song listened to, the last photo I took, and 9 songs I listen to on repeat.

I've actually had this lock screen for years, I love sunflowers and I added this quote that's always relevant.

today I saw a lil ladybug on a floating log!

nine of the best songs I've been listening to lately (more unhinged further down the list)

I will straight up listen to this on repeat i love sm

has been a favourite for years, anything by Hozier, but especially this one

I just love her voice, despite the name it's actually really a sweet song

another one that's lasted over the years it just always hits right

got that funky lil beep bops that make the brain juice tingly

another one that just itches my brain in all the right places makes me want to float away dancing

my dad played this in his truck once and it took me a second to realize what was unfolding. it goes. SO hard

so I heard this was the rejected demo that got replaced with "how bad can I be" which isn't bad but we were robbed of this

no words. only Ængus.

thank you for tagging me lesbeanactivity! I love a chance to share my music. I also owe you a celebrity photo from the last time you tagged me (sorry I forgor) so here's a happy Easter bonus.

im going to pass the tag game on to the last five people in my notifications. if you'd like to play, you're up!

@moon-rriver @mihidecet @ta-da-da @newjoys @zombievevo

#my friend and I drunk texted this photo to a bunch of people (including her grandma) on valentines day with the message #jesus supports sex workers💕this valentines day don't be silly and wrap your willy. Love thy neighbours #💌 judge not lest thee be judged❤️‍🩹😇 #nipple tassle jesus and i go wayy back though

[dailydosetoablessedlife]

Tuesday November 29th 2022 🔯 Read John 11 🔯 Jesus hears of Lazarus's death 🔯 John 11: 5 - Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus. 6 - When he had heard therefore that he was sick, he abode two days still in the same place where he was. 7 - Then after that saith he to his disciples, Let us go into Judaea again. 8 - His disciples say unto him, Master, the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again? 9 - Jesus answered, Are there not twelve hours in a day? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. 10 - But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him. 11 - These things said he: and after that he saith unto them, Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep. 🔯💟💟💟🙏

#Tuesday November 29th 2022 🔯 Read John 11 🔯 Jesus hears of Lazarus's death 🔯 John 11: 5 - Now Jesus loved Martha #and her sister #and Lazarus. 6 - When he had heard therefore that he was sick #he abode two days still in the same place where he was. 7 - Then after that saith he to his disciples #Let us go into Judaea again. 8 - His disciples say unto him #Master #the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again? 9 - Jesus answered #Are there not twelve hours in a day? If any man walk in the day #he stumbleth not #because he seeth the light of this world. 10 - But if a man walk in the night #he stumbleth #because there is no light in him. 11 - These things said he: and after that he saith unto them #Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go #that I may awake him out of sleep. 🔯💟💟💟🙏

[blanketforcas]

✨ cockles' gay ass auto/op/con shenanigans that spark joy ✨

*doesn't include panel stuff or else this list would get way too long

**incomplete so i'll add stuff as i (re)discover more

2015

cockles having fun at photo ops part 29342

ass grab + op story

2016

jensen carries misha bridal style

j and m both insist the sunset pic is romantic

2017

"crazy eyes" and "crazy mouth" auto

underbear op

a really adorable hug

2018

"that's the part that's too gay for you?"

“you’re asking jensen to hit on me? that’s definitely something he will easily do”

2019

misha calling jensen tidy

2021

jensen finds it easy to "look in love with misha"

misha hanging onto jensen's arm inbetween ops

jensen loving a "sounds gay i'm in" shirt

super cute photo op

thee "paparazzi shot" and "why? i live it" auto

another couple of super cute hug ops

misha signing the no room for jesus jib selfie, asking if that is a real post jensen made

2022

eye-fuck each other? "we can do that"

misha doing a good jensen impression

jensen clinging onto misha and looking really happy

funny op with a misha+danneel shirt

two fun arm wrestling ops

2023

"i'm proud, darling" after wearing a bi flag with a fan

cosy fanart inspiring jensen to write fic on the spot

#cockles #most will link to my blog eventually so that the links don’t break #also yes there’s a recency bias here cause unfortunately I wasn’t in spn fandom during pre confession times :(

[ellies-cove]

MOON!!!!! THE TALL READER WAS SO SO CUTE!!! Now... how about the *opposite*. Kinda! What about your face CoD folk dating a civilian who worked out in secret just to be able to hug, lift, and spin their big, tall, burly boyfriends when they return from deployment???? Your posts made me giggle and kick my feet, thank u for that gift.

Tysm! I'm so glad you liked the Tall Reader! You should put a nickname so I know it was you lol (You don't need to, thought it was cute.)

TF141 + Konig + Alejandro with a strong S/O!

GHOST

When he met you he was expecting a petite girl who could barely lift a chair If you live with him/living with him he always offered to do the heavy lifting. When he came home from deployment, tired and wanting to fall asleep he was suddenly lifted up. What?! Was he being attacked?! He looked down to see... his sweet S/O? What? He would huff at you, grumbling about "My love isn't supposed to hold me..." Overall was shocked but didn't mind.

PRICE

When you two started to date he was very observant, noticing every little detail. Always wondered where you went at 6pm every night but didn't think too much of it. When he came home, tired from barking orders at that idiot named Soap he plopped himself down on the couch and fell asleep. Now he's... in his lover's arms? what? He was too tired to care and let you carry him. He ended up snoring in your arms that night.

SOAP

Poor Scottish man thought he had courted this beauty, bragging to Ghost how he has the most innocent, naive S/O. Boy was he wrong. As he walked to the bathroom after his nice little nap after coming home from deployment he was picked up from his feet. Probably yelled some swear words in Gaelic. "Losa!" (Jesus) He screamed in a girly tone. You two spent the next 20 minutes giggling.

GAZ

He's a gentleman, he's a softy for love. So when he came home from deployment without his S/O there like a puppy barking about him he was confused. Where's the love of his life? He thought that sleeping was a good idea now, he's tired... Suddenly he's swept off his feet, letting out a tiny gasp. He was grumbly for the next 10 minutes.

KONIG

This is a 6'10 Australian man, a mountain if you want to call him that. All he wanted to do is sleep, he's wayyy too tired for this... What a nice be- Ah! He was interrupted by his thoughts from his... His S/O? Holding him? Started to panic because he thought he would break his poor S/O's arms, and legs... Everything...

ALEJANDRO

Like Price, he was observant.

He didn't like how you left the house... at night too...

And you never told him! Ugh!

When he came home from being with Los vaqueros he was tired...

"Mi Amor?!" He yelled out...

He remembered you were out of the house.

He sighed, went to the couch before he was carried to thee bed.

Didn't care, he was too tired...

#task force 141 #call of duty #Simon Riley #John Price #Price #Soap #johnny mactavish #SFW #Fanfic #mw2 #mw3 #Ghost #Ghost x reader #Soap x reader #Price x reader #Alejandro x reader #Konig #Konig mw2 #Konig x reader #x reader

[katakaluptastrophy]

TLT meta post suggestion: explain the biblical significance of Paul to someone who knows jackshit about Christianity?

Paul is what happens when a clever person with establishment clout has a searing moment of metaphysical transformation that allows them to become a real nuisance...

The very TL;DNR version of Paul in Christianity (Bible!Paul, if you will) is that he was once an observant Jew called Saul who was involved in persecuting the early church. But one day, while enthusiastically doing this, he is struck blind by a huge flash of light and hears the voice of Jesus. From that point on he is known as "Paul", becomes an enthusiastic follower of Jesus, and helps to spread the gospel. Specifically, he is referred to as the 'apostle to the gentiles', taking the teachings of Jesus beyond its early Jewish roots to the wider Mediterranean world.

On a basic level, Necro!Paul being 'Paul' is probably a reference to that blazing moment of transformation - Bible!Paul is both continuity and change: the same passion, but expressed very differently. Well-educated, willing to cause trouble, and energised by something beyond the human norm.

But it's their speech to Ianthe where the Biblical stuff really starts to come through. It's worth noting that letters written by Bible!Paul (or 'written by him') account for nearly half of the books of the Christian New Testament and are hugely foundational in Christian theology.

And Necro!Paul's speech to Ianthe is full of Biblical references:

"I know how hard it is for you to kick against the goad," said the new person. "But there are more worlds than this. Come with us. We are the love that is perfected by death - but even death will be no more; death can also die."

That first line, 'kick against the goad', is a direct reference to Paul's 'Road to Damascus' moment where he hears Jesus:

I saw in the way a light from heaven above the brightness of the sun, shining round about me, and them that were in company with me. And when we were all fallen down on the ground, I heard a voice speaking to me in the Hebrew tongue: Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me? It is hard for thee to kick against the goad. And I said: Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord answered: I am Jesus whom thou persecutest. - Acts 26:13-15

To kick against the goad (or, in the slightly more colourful language of the KJV 'kick against the pricks') is to engage in an excercise in futility. It's a reference to an ox goad, a sharp instrument used to steer oxen in farming, which would hurt the animal if it tried to kick against it instead of following where it was being directed.

It's an acknowledgement that Ianthe is doing something that rubs profoundly up against the metaphysical grain, that her own proud self-direction will only hurt her in the end.

'More worlds than this' is a reference to Hamlet, which Dulcie of course also quotes in TUG. (Hamlet rather seems to haunt the question of the River Beyond, but that's not what we're discussing right now...)

'We are the love that is perfected by death' is, I suspect, meant to reference two different Bible verses. The first is:

Put me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy as hard as hell, the lamps thereof are fire and flames. - Song of Solomon 8:6

Despite centuries of the church trying to claim that it's about the spiritual relationship between God and man, the Song of Solomon is now generally accepted to be a sexy poem about sex. So that's an interesting thing for the fusion of Palamedes and Camilla to quote... But perhaps more salient here is what's contrasted to the strength of love and death, which is jealousy and hell. Ianthe is being offered a chance at redemption - which is of course Bible!Paul's whole thing - which she summarily rejects. I'm sure, given NTN ending with Harrow going off to, one assumes, er, harrow hell, that this won't be relevant at all...

The other verse that 'love that is perfected by death' may be referencing is:

In this is the charity of God perfected with us, that we may have confidence in the day of judgment: because as he is, we also are in this world. Fear is not in charity: but perfect charity casteth out fear, because fear hath pain. And he that feareth, is not perfected in charity. Let us therefore love God, because God first hath loved us. If any man say, I love God, and hateth his brother; he is a liar. For he that loveth not his brother, whom he seeth, how can he love God, whom he seeth not? And this commandment we have from God, that he, who loveth God, love also his brother. - 1 John 4:17-21

The quotation in the Douay-Rhiems translation (apparently the preferred translation of lesbian necromancers in space, if Gideon the Ninth is anything to go by) is a little opaque, but 'charity' is an old timey way of translating 'love'. Essentially, this passage says that those who love God and are loved by God do not need to fear the day of judgement, and clarifies a bit about what it means to love God.

There are two things that are important.

The first is that this is from 1 John. There are five Biblical texts associated with St John: the Gospel of John, the Book of Revelation, and three Epistles (letters). Revelation is John's vision of the end of the world - and if you're wondering whether it's relevant that The Locked Tomb features a guy called John who ends the world, yes, it is - but the Epistles were written right at the end of his life. And 1 John has two themes that might be relevant to The Locked Tomb: the first is the question of what it means to love god (spoiler: the answer is not 'dinner and a movie'), and the second is whether your actions matter.

The second thing that might be relevant here is that just before this in 1 John 4, there is a warning about not heeding false prophets. Specifically, it warns about the antichrist. You know, the thing Necro!John says he was repeatedly accused of being? The point is that love - love properly understood - can protect you from the wiles of the antichrist. Probably not a relevant theme as we head off into the 'you have not yet begun to witness the horrors of love' book where people are presumably facing down a pretender god...

The final part of Paul's speech to Ianthe - 'death will be no more' - is also Johannine: this time from Revelation:

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes: and death shall be no more, nor mourning, nor crying, nor sorrow shall be any more, for the former things are passed away. - Revelation 21:4

This comes from a section where the Biblical John watches as the old world is destroyed and the new Jerusalem descends from Heaven. Death and sorrow are ended, and the righteous will rule with God. The sinful have a less fun time of it, involving fire and brimstone and 'the second death'. If that sounds familiar, it's because Necro!John cribbed that particular bit when making up his shoddy Space Catholicism (TM). (The implications of this really deserves a much longer treatment, so watch this space...)

One of the nice things about Tamsyn Muir's Biblical parallels is they're not generally exact. But it's perhaps relevant to note that amongst Bible!Paul's rather dramatic adventures are quite a few instances of casting demons out of people, starting at least one riot, shipwreck, and an "Incident at Antioch". Also...it's probably not relevant that the writings of St Paul were the turning point in the conversion of St Augustine...specifically a section about how the end of the world is nigh so you'd better get your act together...

All in all, Paul is...a very niche joke about Plato, hopefully not a joke about Dune, and mostly very, very apocalyptic. A new beginning at the end of the world! An offer of redemption to those swimming against the current! A warning to false gods! A sign that the end is nigh! All of which suggests Alecto the Ninth is going to be a wild ride (as if we didn't know that already).

#the locked tomb #tlt meta #tlt paul #john gaius

[disappointmentofthefam]

Love?Love. (part 4)

Andy Barber x Reader

warnings-kind of a slow, filler chapter, nothing much happens but its important to thee plot ig WHATEVER.

Paralyzed.

Y/n was paralyzed in her place.

"Hello? Please move out of the way," Laurie pushes her way through her, "who even are you?" She grimaces.

Unable to answer the woman with the mountain-sized lump in her throat and the squeezing of her heart, y/n runs out of the house.

Girl grief is ugly. There is no smoking-out-the-balcony-in-just-her-panties or the sexy-dancing-in-her-bedroom-while-planning-revenge. No, the movies had gotten it all wrong.

Girl grief consists of puffy eyes, a bloated face, runny nose, ugly thoughts and very unkind assumptions about one's own self.

you're so stupid, so so so so so stupid!

look at yourself, she cries in front of her bathroom mirror, you're so ugly.

she pinches the extra mass on her stomach, how did you even assume you meant something to him?

She excuses herself from dinner, "im not hungry,mom!" while clutching her chest and sobbing into the pillow.

he had a wife the entire time. Of course he did! He would never ever go for me! Laurie is so skinny, she's porcelain, so perfect. I don't compare! I can't compare to her! she's her and I'm ME.

she lies in her bed awake the entire night, playing those moments with Andy over and over again, trying to find solace in the warm memories.

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Back at The Barber's residence

"Laurie?" Andy's eyes widen in surprise and concern for y/n, "What are you doing here? Where's y/n?"

"y/n huh? Is that the name of the girl you were plannin on fucking tonight?" Laurie's voice is filled with malice and contempt.

Andy's fists clench at the way his ex describes y/n, "One,that's none of your business and two, she's not just some girl who I wanted to fuck."

"Jesus, Andrew," Laurie gives him a vicious smile, "You're going to fight with your wife over some dumb piece of ass?"

This fucking did it for Andy, As he lurches forward and grabs her wrist "I dare you, fucking say that again."

Laurie snatches her hand from his tight grasp, "Whatever," she rubs her wrist, "i don't give a fuck about her, I'm here to see my son."

"He's in his fucking room," Andy gives her a sarcastic smile, "and by all means, do not make yourself comfortable in my home." With that he leaves the house, and calls y/n.

His relationship with Laurie was um……….. as diplomatic as it could be, for the sake of their son. He could barely tolerate her presence, especially after she constantly treated him like her own personal trash can, putting him through the worst, over and over again throughout the rough course of their marriage.

And still she just wouldn't go away!

fuck y/n pick up,angel

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18 missed calls and 23 (unopened)text messages later, Andy decides he can't risk losing her.

He finds a girl who despite all the horrors of life, shines like a ray of motherfucking sunshine,the only woman Andrew Barber would embarrass himself for. No way he was going to lose her, not without a fight.

So there he is. At her doorstep as he rings the doorbell.

"Yes?" A woman, Y/n's mother, he guesses, opens the door, "Mr. Barber! Welcome, welcome," she extends a warm invitation.

So this is who y/n gets her sweet soul from

"Another time, Mrs. y/l/n," Andy returns a small smile, "is y/n here?"

"Yes, yes, she's up in her room, did you need anything?"

"Yeah….uh….." Think, Andy, think, "yeah I needed her help with uhhh…. she told me that I could borrow this book from her….. it's about uhh….historic politics."

historic politics? that's the best i could come up with? HOW AM I EVEN A LAWYER

Her mother disappears upstairs for a moment, and then returns with a tight lipped and disappointed smile, "I'm sorry but she's feeling a little sick right now, maybe you could come back tomorrow?"

With droopy shoulders,Andy gets into his car, because going to his house was not an option,not until Laurie was out of there.

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The next morning, Y/n goes to unbelievable lengths to avoid running into Andy. Although she does receive a bouquet of sunflowers, sent anonymously, with a small handwritten letter attached to it:

"Angel, please give me a chance to explain, I promise it's not what it looks like."

that's literally the classic phrase of a cheating man, I'm not falling for it

"Come on,y/n, we both know you deserve better than being someone's mistress,"her best friend had said, "flowers will never change the fact that he has a wife."

y/n even goes as far as to tutor Jacob at her house.

Jacob is a little confused as to why y/n brought him here. " So, what happened with you and dad-"

"Nuh-uh,the only questions i will entertain are about nomenclature."

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As the night falls, y/n can't help but get a little curious about Andy.

is he doing okay? who am i kidding,he's probably unaffected.

how could he be so okay?

tears well in her eyes once again.

how could he be so okay while i can't even digest half of a toast without throwing it up!

As curiosity gets the best of her, y/n slowly peeks through the curtains in her room,getting the full view of Andy's bedroom through his unshielded window.

Damn! doesn't this man have a sense of privacy?well,shit, what else could you expect from a two timer, rich,white man.

Suddenly, Andy appears into her view, he's wearing nothing but a towel, lowly hanging from his pelvis.

His hair looked wet, framing his forehead gracefully.

His arms flexed as he took another towel and started drying his hair off.

Fuck you, Andy, you're making it really really hard for my self respect!

………………………………………………………………………….

Over the course of the next five days, y/n continues with her little routine of trying everything in her power to avoid Andy while more and more bouquets pile up in her room with different notes attached every day:

"take your time angel, you know I'll be waiting for you."

"i loved the way your lips felt on mine."

"angel, You're driving me crazy."

and so on.

"Why does she have to be so stubborn?"Andy grimaces as he settles down on the sofa with a beer in his hands.

"Look at you! Andrew Barber, finally at the mercy of romance." Sam, his best friend quips from beside Andy.

A few beers in, Sam's mind sparks with an idea,"I'll throw a party at my house this weekend!"

Andy rolls his eyes, "My love life is literally in the burning pits of hell and you want a party?"

"No, dumbass, I'll invite Y/n too!"

Andy sits up straight,an eager smile on his face, "YES! A party it fucking is then!"

See you soon, angel

#bucky barnes x reader #andy barber smut #andy barber x reader #steve rogers x reader #chris evans smut #chris evans x reader #ari levinson x reader #bucky barnes smut #ransom drysdale x reader

[vidavalor]

Bread: A Good Omens Sex Meta Thing

Let's talk Aziraphale and blasphemous sexual innuendo, shall we?

We are still going to talk about what the deal is with the Fish soon as promised but I wound up finishing this shorter one first. You do not have to have read my other metas to read this. NSFW under the cut.

What do *checks notes* Jesus Christ and Ella Fitzgerald have to do with Aziraphale's "get thee behind me, foul fiend" moment in 1.01... and how do they make it somehow even more delightfully filthy?

Probably as a result of putting on a show to sound angelic and demonic when speaking to one another in public, Crowley and Aziraphale seem to have a thing for using scripture, Bible references and/or Heavenly mandates as sexual innuendo.

It overlaps at times with their general love of wordplay and also their repeated use of destructive/apocalyptic terminology as sexual metaphor and innuendo, which is not unique to them but which they do a rather stellar job at. While all of these things are in multiple scenes and one of them-- the "seeds of destruction" scene in the car on the way to Tadfield-- is especially interesting and will be its own meta at some point soon, I'm not sure we've fully appreciated just how completely, gloriously obscene the "get thee behind me, foul fiend" moment in 1.01 is and that is largely what this meta is about.

In Good Omens, it's established in the 1.03 Cold Open that Satan himself didn't tempt Jesus Christ-- he sent Crowley to do it. While Crowley and Aziraphale witness the crucifixion of Christ, Crowley tells Aziraphale that he's the one who "showed him [Jesus] all the kingdoms of the world", which establishes that it's Crowley who tempted Jesus in the desert, in what would have been an attempt to claim Jesus' soul for Satan but which we can probably figure that Crowley wasn't particularly wild about, especially since he liked and admired Jesus. Spoiler alert for The Bible here lol but the story goes that Jesus rejected Satan, as you no doubt have heard. In Good Omens, this would then mean that Crowley failed to tempt Jesus, which he likely wasn't exactly heartbroken over.

Crowley appeared to tempt Jesus on three occasions and, throughout all of it, Jesus was fasting in the desert over 40 days and 40 nights. The first temptation was to turn stones into bread to relieve Jesus of his hunger. The second was to jump from a high cliff and rely on the angels to break his fall. The final temptation is the one that Crowley references to Aziraphale in the Golgotha scene-- to worship him in exchange for all the kingdoms of the world. Jesus rejected Crowley at every turn and so was spared from Satan claiming his soul in what is arguably one of the most famous stories that has ever been told in all of human history, right?

The way this relates to sexual innuendo in 1.01, though, is related to the first temptation of Christ, which was to try to get Jesus to alleviate his own self-imposed hunger. It was to try to get him to eat bread-- actual bread for actual hunger for food. In Ineffable Husbands Speak, though, bread is related to sex by way of it being euphemistic for participants in partnered sex. (See: Mrs. Sandwich, who arranges for different breads to come together; references to black bread, brioche, sourdough, etc..). In 1.01, when Aziraphale drops "get thee behind me, foul fiend" while inviting Crowley into the bookshop (and into him), they have just come from eating lunch and 'lunch' is also their word for a food kinky date that ends with sex, as we looked at in the Crepes post, which I'll link at the bottom of this post, for anyone who hasn't read it and is interested.

So, what we're saying here is that Jesus refused Crowley's offer of relief from hunger for food and we know from The Bible that, in rejecting the last of Crowley's attempts to tempt him with all the kingdoms of the world, Jesus said: "Get thee behind me, Satan" (all of Satan's ministers being referred to as "Satan" as they are-- theoretically, anyway-- of The Devil). Later in The Bible, it is noted that Jesus also repeats "get thee behind me" in an intentional reference to his temptation in the desert when admonishing Peter for being too concerned with "worldly" things and not things that Christ felt were "of God."

Aziraphale. Knows. All of this.

Not even just because it's one of the most famous bits of The Bible and because parts of what is retold in The Bible are things Aziraphale has lived through. Just to make it abundantly clear to us that Aziraphale knows the story and that it was Crowley in the desert, they gave us the 33 A.D. scene, in which Crowley directly tells Aziraphale that it was him who failed to tempt Jesus... which adds some layers to Aziraphale using "get thee behind me" in 1.01, no?

Aziraphale-- an angel-- is standing there in 1.01, intentionally saying to Crowley the same words that *Jesus Christ* used to reject Satan through rejecting Crowley's temptations-- and he's using those words of Christ to invite Crowley *to fuck him.*

After Jesus rejected the temptation of bread but Crowley and Aziraphale? They just went to out to eat...

Aziraphale is enthusiastically not resisting any temptations and satisfying all the hungers here lol. Which is the point--

--much like the "tempt you to a spot of lunch?"/"temptation accomplished" scene, they're joking about temptation.

Pleasures like food and sex are not a sin and Aziraphale happens to like having both of those things with Hell's most notorious tempter, whom they both know Aziraphale has wrapped around his finger. Aziraphale is not risking his soul to enjoy being with Crowley-- the stakes are not the same, nor are the temptations, as what Jesus faced-- which is Aziraphale's dirty joke. Aziraphale's partner is a tempter for Hell who takes pleasure in being with Aziraphale, an angel who rebels against the repression of Heaven and allows himself to enjoy the good things in life. Crowley and Aziraphale tempt each other as they find each other tempting, in the sense that they're attracted to each other, but they don't view alleviating hungers for food and sex with one another as truly sinful.

Crowley is loving every minute of it, of course. His sweet, kind, lovely, clever angel who is also just so very deliciously bad that he's using innuendo related to that poor bugger Jesus to talk to Crowley about what they want to get up to in bed. Aziraphale is all Jesus might have resisted you but I've no such inclinations.

That's profane lol.

You just know they've also had conversations about how hot Jesus was that included some smirky references to consumption of "the body of Christ" and a dry "amen."

There is another thing "get thee behind me" references as well-- something that I think is a sharper reference after S2 added in a connecting piece to it. Here's where Ella Fitzgerald begins to come into this...

In S2, during The Resurrectionist minisode, Crowley, at one point, quips to Aziraphale: "you say potato, I say 'excellent'", which is an example of one of Crowley's historical anachronisms. As we know, he sometimes says things outside of historic time and place and another musical example of this occurs in this same minisode, when he sings "O Flower of Scotland" before it was actually written. The "you say 'potato', I say 'excellent'" has the lyrical rhythm of the famous Gershwin song "Let's Call the Whole Thing Off." The phrases "you say potato" and "po-TAY-to, po-TAH-to" literally come from the lyrics of this song so Crowley's "you say 'potato'" in The Resurrectionist minisode is 110 years before the song was first written and performed in 1937.

The fact that this reference is happening in the scene in which Crowley has switched his accent to Scottish, causing him to pronounce things differently than Aziraphale, is also part of a joke that goes along with that song, which is a duet built around using the different pronunciations of the same words to illustrate the love between a couple who sometimes see things differently but actually adore it in each other and really never want to be apart. The lyrics also use wordplay to marry food with love throughout the song (yes, it really is the most Crowley & Aziraphale song that has ever been written lol) and include a line around oysters, which are more than a little relevant to Crowley & Aziraphale's story.

Maybe funnier is that if you take Crowley's "you say 'potato'" moment in The Resurrectionist and you add it to Gabriel's arrival in 2.01-- in which an enormous bin of tomatoes spills at his feet and roll into the street-- you have a further reference to "Let's Call The Whole Thing Off" because the first two lines of the song are centered around potatoes and tomatoes and what happens in the Gabriel scene? He turns around after putting down the box and the crowd gasps, right? There's been endless debate over what Gabriel's whole deal down below is and the show-- which basically couldn't show us even if they wanted to because it would up the content rating of the show past what the studios would prefer-- had an opportunity for ambiguity and took it. It ultimately doesn't impact the story they are telling if Gabriel was efforting in that moment or not or what kind of effort he was sporting-- the answer can be whatever you want it to be. The debate over it is very "Let's Call the Whole Thing Off", as it's "'you say 'to-MAY-to', I say 'to-MAH-to'". The end result of the scene is the same no matter what Gabriel's deal was in that moment, which is the point. To some extent, this is the show itself overall, too.

Okay, so why am I going on about Crowley's historical anachronisms in a meta about Aziraphale's blasphemous innuendo?

I'll explain how it relates to the "get thee behind me" moment on the other side of the song, which I've included in case you think you know this song but you aren't sure or if you do know it and just want to listen to some Ella. :)

I bring this up in a meta about biblical blasphemy because it's actually the second, subtle reference to Ella Fitzgerald in the series-- the first is actually "Get Thee Behind Me, Satan"... which is also an Ella Fitzgerald song from the 1930s. Specifically, it is an Irving Berlin song that was also, like "Let's Call the Whole Thing Off", written for film, during the same period. ("Get Thee..." was written in 1935 and first played in a film the following year; "Let's Call..." written & performed in 1937.) The fact that the Jesus-ish "The Resurrectionist" minisode had another subtle nod to Ella Fitzgerald might strengthen the idea that Aziraphale is also referencing the Ella Fitzgerald song in 1.01, as well as the Biblical story that it references.

Making things even more interesting is one of the possible reasons for Crowley's historical anachronisms in the series in the first place, which might be that they hint at some of the ways that our professional midwife/cobbler Bildad the Shuite has been subtly influencing humans towards different ideas throughout history.

There's another meta on my blog about a different reference that ties to this a bit and it relates to how some of Crowley & Aziraphale's dialogue during the scenes of The Blitz so far (both parts) reference the 1957 film 'North by Northwest', which had the same screenwriter-- Ernest Lehman-- as the film adaptation of 'The Sound of Music'. Since the film came out 16 years after Crowley & Aziraphale first said these things in 1941, the implication is that at least one of them might have known Lehman and the two of them are actually partly the inspiration for the main couple in the film. I talked in that post about how this is hinted at by Crowley's repeated euphemistic references to trains in S2, as 'North by Northwest' is responsible for originating trains-as-sexual-metaphor forevermore through some now very famous scenes.

If it's already canon that they knew classical composers and Shakespeare and such, it's not far off to suggest that this type of interaction continued into more modern times and that maybe the Gershwins, Irving Berlin and/or Ella Fitzgerald were people Crowley and Aziraphale knew whose work was then inspired by bits of their story. "Let's Call the Whole Thing Off" could have been kicked off by one of them recounting (or Crowley repeating) the "you say 'potato'", which is bound to happen anyway, since Crowley and Aziraphale are so self-referential about their past in how they speak with one another, like every old married couple. (This would also be interesting as it might point to them in New York in the mid-1930s.)

So, right, Aziraphale and blasphemy, yes, yes, we're back to that now... :)

Mah point is that whatever you think of Aziraphale's present musical tastes, he was absolutely listening to the then-current music of the 1930s and Ella Fitzgerald is an example of an artist that both he and Crowley would have liked and still like. They both know these songs so, at minimum, saying "get thee behind me" to Crowley is potentially not just referencing Crowley and Jesus in the desert but also referencing this Ella Fitzgerald song and what's of note here is that this is a very sexy song that is pure, blasphemous innuendo in the best way. It describes a secret night of passion between a couple in a forbidden relationship as being unable to resist temptation by comparing it, just as Aziraphale does to Crowley in 1.01, to Jesus' successful rejection of temptation in the desert.

Lyrics like this:

Get thee behind me, Satan I want to resist But the moon is low and I can't say "no" Get thee behind me

Get thee behind me, Satan I mustn't be kissed But the moon is low and I may let go Get thee behind me

It's possible that Aziraphale suggested the Biblical metaphor to Irving Berlin at one point and the song is actually inspired by Crowley and Aziraphale, even if no one but them knows just how much. At minimum, Crowley is responsible for this song in GO in the sense that it wouldn't exist without his interactions with Jesus in the desert, which would also be enough for Crowley and Aziraphale to just have a thing about the song. "Get Thee Behind Me, Satan" also being from the mid-1930s means that it pre-dates "A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square", so maybe there's even an element of this being one of their songs. At the very least, Aziraphale totally thinks of it as one.

...and have I mentioned that the last lyrics of the song are just the recurring Crowley line of "It's too late" repeated?

Someone I'm mad about Is waiting in the night for me Someone that I mustn't see Satan, get thee behind me...

First post in the 'GO sex meta things' series:

#ineffable husbands #good omens meta #aziracrow #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #good omens 2 #crowley x aziraphale

[myst1cals]

LOVE'S RAGE .. an assortment of lyrics from the artist ethel cain.

i love the way it feels to miss you.

'cause what's the point if you're not by my side?

can you read my mind?

i've been watching you.

i only want him if he says it first to me.

and piss him off until he hates me.

good men die too, so i'd rather be with you.

could you be someone else, if someone else is what i need?

you have tasted love and it tasted sweet.

don't sink in me with your dog teeth.

call me what you want and i'll be that.

he's mean, i'm meaner.

oh, babe, i'm too good for you and it makes me need it even more.

show me where it hurts and i'll lick better.

he's so good to me and nobody else.

i'm bad, he's worse.

i'm not scared of god, i'm scared that he was gone all along.

he hates the way you look at me.

i've loved before, i'll kill again.

everything hurts except for you.

and i like thinking i'm no different from you.

am i not good enough for you?

baby, don't you lie to me.

is there someone who has your heart that keeps you gone, away from me?

do you not love me like you did?

'cause i love you more than i thought i could.

'cause i don't hate you like i know i should.

tell me i'm no one else's but yours.

you're like an angel, nothing can touch you.

you know my weakness, but you don't know what i'd do.

i know i'm gonna lose you, but god i don't want to.

i know i don't need you, but i'm terrified of letting you go.

how am i supposed to feel good about myself when everything i do is wrong?

and we've been cursed since the start.

see it on your face, you won't change in your ways.

jesus can always reject his father, but he cannot escape his mother's blood.

trouble's always gonna find you, baby.

i've killed before and i'll kill again.

where you're still the good guy, i'll play pretend.

you wanna get my clothes off.

you're all the same, black leather and dark glasses.

he's cold-blooded so it takes more time to bleed.

something they all want that only you can have.

you wanna see me on my knees.

and if you hate me, please don't tell me.

you love blood too much.

suffer does the wolf, crawling to thee.

i am the face of love's rage.

i am no good nor evil, simply i am.

i have come to take what is mine.

i was there in the dark when you spilled your first blood.

you can't hide from me forever.

#rp prompt #rp inbox prompt #rp meme #roleplay meme #sentence starter prompt #sentence starters #rp inbox meme #long post cw

[justmeinadaze]

Good Neighbors Part 4 (Steddie X Reader) 

A/N: This started one way and went another. Certain night time activities may have also been a factor but let's just say... fucking hell this got me🥵 .

Warning: Steddie relationship and all that that implies. (I regret nothing!) This one is a little rougher than the past ones but they are still cute as hell with her son and they still love our reader. She's definitely got a bit of brat thing going on.

Word count: 3443

You glare into the void as you sit outside your apartment on the stairs smoking one of Eddie’s cigarette’s that you stole out of his jacket pocket. Today had been Dylan’s birthday party which he absolutely enjoyed. A few friends and family came over including your boys. You allowed Charlie to make an appearance and that’s when things started to fall downhill. 

You expected him to show up alone after work but he brought her. The woman that he cheated on you with in YOUR house on YOUR bed. You understood that Charlie was going to keep dating. Hell, you were technically dating. But the fact that he brought her of all people just triggered all those negative emotions. You tried not to let it show but your grumpy attitude leaked through.

��Hey, do you need help with anything?” Steve comes into the kitchen, gently touching your back. You jerk to the side away from him. 

“No, I got it.”

“Whew! These kids are exhausting.” Your sister throws herself into a chair next to you. You reply with a subtle “hm”. Eddie’s eyes glance over at you with concern. 

“You son is looking for you.” You jump at the sound of Eddie’s voice. 

“Jesus Christ, Eddie! Do you always have to scare me?! Wear a fucking bell.” You put out the cigarette on the concrete and rise to head back inside. 

He reaches out with his arm blocking you from entering the apartment. “Whatever is wrong with you right now, you need to get it in check because it has nothing to do with that kid in there. Don’t spoil his good time with your shit attitude.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, swatting his arm out of the way. As soon as you walk in Dylan runs to your side. “Mommy! Can Patrick stay over tonight?”

“Um, I don’t see why not.” You feel eyes watching you. You turn to see who they belong to, finding Eddie and Steve murmuring to each other.

“Dil! Come give me a hug. We’re leaving, Kid.” Charlie yells from the door. You son runs over to his father and Charlies lifts him into the air giving him a big bear hug. “Say goodbye to Vivian.”

“Bye Vivi.” He leans over wrapping his arms around her neck as she kisses his cheek and you feel the anger rise into your throat. They leave without acknowledging your presence and you’re fine with that. You didn’t think you could even pretend to be nice to her. 

The only people left were now your neighbors. “Dylan, say goodbye to Steve and Eddie.”

“Are we leaving?” Eddie asks, his head tilted to the side.

“Yes, you are.”

“Oh, mom. Can’t they stay for a little bit longer?” When you shook your head, he began to whine. 

“Dylan! Not tonight, baby, okay?”

Steve who had his eyes glued to you with his arms folded now walked confidently in your direction. “Ok, that’s enough of that.” He mutters under his breath. “Hey, Little Man, we’ll be right back, ok?” He grabs your upper arm roughly and drags you out the front of your apartment into theirs. “What’s wrong?” Steve pulls you closer to his face as he stares down at you angrily. 

You try to pull out of his grasp but he just grips you tighter. “Right now, Steve, you are what’s wrong. Let me go!”

“Did something happen with Charlie?”, he asks

“I’m betting it’s the girl he brought.” Eddie came up to his side. “Is that thee girl?” 

“I said let go!” You manage to get out Steve’s grasp with one strong tug. 

“That’s a yes.” Eddie chuckles as he crosses his arms. 

“Don’t do that. Don’t laugh at me! I don’t have to explain myself to either of you.”

“You’re right. You don’t have to but you should want to. That’s what people in relationships do.”

“Is that what this is?”

“Ah ah ah.” Steve holds up his hand and walks towards you slowly backing you into the living room wall. “I would be very careful with what you say next. We know you’re upset and we understand that but that doesn’t give you a license to be mean.”

You stand up straighter, looking him dead in the eye. “Say what you really mean. ‘That doesn’t give you license to be a bitch.’” 

He smiles at you then and turns to Eddie who grins back, shrugging his shoulders. They both turn their back to you and head out the front door. You grab one of the pillows off the couch and scream into it. After a few minutes, you regain your composure and head back into the fray. 

Dylan and Patrick are still on the floor playing the new video game your sister bought him. Steve was in the kitchen washing dishes as Eddie scrambled around the apartment picking up trash and bringing dirty plates to the sink. Neither of them acknowledged you as you walked through the door. You casually walk into the living room and sit on the floor with your son. The game pauses as his friend declares he has to pee and runs towards the restroom.

You tap Dylan on the opposite shoulder from you and he turns his head giggling when he looks the wrong way. He climbs into your lap and you wrap your arms tightly around him, kissing the top of his head. 

“Did you have a good birthday party?”

“Yeah! It was so much fun. Thank you!” The little boy kisses your cheek and you feel your wall begin to crack. 

“Hey. I’m sorry I snapped at you. Mommy’s just…exhausted.” You place the back of your hand over your forehead and dramatically sigh. He smiles at your theatrics. 

“It ok. I know you were just upset because Vivi showed up. Daddy asked me if it was ok. I told him no.”

You felt your anger start to rise again. “Honey, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know but she makes you sad.”

The mama bear inside of you snapped. You were angry that your son asked your ex not to bring her and he did anyway but now you were even more upset not just with Charlie but yourself because you thought you hid that pain better. Dylan was already going through enough with the divorce. You didn’t want to add to it in any way. 

Patrick barreled back into the living room, grabbing the controller and unpausing the game. 

“Hey! Not fair! I wasn’t ready!”

You slowly get up from the floor and head towards your bedroom. You knew you left your phone plugged in on the bedside table but it was now gone. 

“Looking for something?”

Steve leans against the wall with his hands in his pockets. 

“Where is my phone, Steve?”

His eyes zero in on yours. “You can’t call him.”

“I’m sorry. Did you just tell me I can’t do something?”

“I’m trying to help, Y/N. If you call him now screaming at him when you’re like this, it’s just going to give him more ammunition. You already have enough on your plate. Both of you.”

“I don’t need your help! I know how to handle my ex and I can take care of my son. Believe it or not, I did it for a whole 6 years before you two came into my life.”

“Wow, I guess we see where Dylan gets his tantrums from.” Eddie leans into the doorframe with both hands on either side. 

“Give me. My. Phone.”

They both turn on you again leaving you standing there by yourself fuming. You run after them but stop when you see Dylan in Eddie’s arms. “Ok, Kid. We’re heading out now. Next time I come over I’m teaching you some D & D, ok?”

Dylan wraps his arms around his neck and thanks Eddie for the small guitar he gave him. Steve reaches out and takes the boy from his arms. 

“It’s boring. You’ll hate it.” Dylan giggles, shaking his head. 

“Thank you for my skates!”

“Hey, no problem, dude. Anyway, we can find to rep house griffin, right?”

Without meaning to, a small laugh escapes your lips. All 3 heads turn to look at you. 

“Gryffindor, Steve.”

His eyes roll to the back of his head. “Whatever. Here, take this weirdo before I actually retain any of that.”, he says jokingly as he passes Dylan to you. 

You place him on his feet. “Ok, boys, go get ready for bed. I’ll be right back, ok?”

Eddie and Steve are already halfway into their apartment by the time you catch up to them. 

“Steven! Give me my phone.”

“Or what?” He smiles down at you cheekily as he slams the door shut. 

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A few hours later, you find yourself still awake, staring pensively at the ceiling. You know it’s not they’re fault. They did nothing to ensure your wrath but you couldn’t bring yourself back down from that ledge. 

You were still running through the day’s events when a subtle bass beat grabs your attention. Opening your bedroom door, you hear it louder in the hall. You gently open Dylan’s bedroom but when you step inside you hear nothing. Closing his door, you follow the sound, finding yourself outside of Steve and Eddie’s apartment door. 

Really? Ok, they want to play. I can play.

You bang on their door with your fist but no one answers. You pound on it louder and continuously until finally it swings open. Steve stands there in just his underwear, with a hazy look in his eyes. 

“Excuse me, ma’am. There are children trying to sleep. Can you keep the noise down?” He starts to close the door again but you block it with your bare foot as you stomp inside. Their dwelling smells incredibly strong like weed and cigarettes. 

“Heeeeey!” You hear Eddie screech from somewhere in the living room. You walk over to find him lying on his back on the floor in his boxers, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. You narrow your eyes at him as you reach out towards the stereo and turn off the music. 

He jumps to his feet, standing face to face with you. Grinning, he extended his arm, turning it back on. When you start to lift your arm again, he grabs your wrist and spins you in the opposite direction. Your body smacks chest first into Steve. 

“We have the settings just right, you know.”

“Yeah, just right to annoy the hell out of me.”

They both laugh. “To be fair, Princess, you started it. Your bratty attitude annoyed the hell out of us today.”

“Technically yesterday being as its 2 am.” Steve cackles as he looks at his watch. 

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms. “And I’m the one acting like a little kid.”

“Jesus, she still has that fucking tone.” Eddie whines as he smashes the cigarette he was smoking into the nearby ashtray. 

“Oh, be careful, Eds. She’s getting that angry look again.” Steve circles around you like a vulture. 

“Stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Stop talking about me like I’m not here.”

“Oh Sweetheart.” Eddie starts sauntering around you as well. “We’ve been acting like you aren’t here all night. Haven’t we, Stevie?”

Steve smiles a Cheshire like grin. “Oh yeah. Since supposedly this,” he gestures between the three of you, “isn’t a real relationship or anything. Isn’t that what you said?”

A wicked grin spreads across your face as you laugh at them. They both stop moving, Steve in front of you and Eddie behind you. “I’m sorry. Did I give off the impression that I’m some timid little PTA mom who bakes pies and shit?” You stalk towards Steve guiding him backwards. “You can’t intimidate me, Steve Harrington. Neither of you can!” You turn to look at Eddie who was still in the same place with his arms folded. 

Steve’s smile returned but there was something behind it, something that made your knees weak and your stomach flip. 

“Intimidation isn’t the name of the game, baby. It’s humiliation.” He leaned his back against the wall looking down his nose at you as Eddie chuckled. His tone dropped so low you could barely hear him. “How do you think we felt when you were mean to us today? When you said what you said. Frankly we’re kind of tired of it. There’s no reason this has to be so difficult.” 

Eddie comes up behind you, poking you in the side. When you turn, he shoves your phone into your hands. You look down at as if you’ve never seen it before. You were so focused on being angry at them that you forgot they even had it. 

They both move away and leave you standing there. You hear the music begin to play again and the sound of them moving around behind you. Smoke suddenly fills the air and when you finally turn around you find them on the floor, Steve leaning back on Eddie’s chest as they passed the joint back and forth. 

You sat diagonally from them and once again they didn’t acknowledge your presence. It hurt you but instead of being angry about it, you now felt like you deserved it. 

“You were right, Eddie. Vivian was THEE girl. I came home during my lunch break to pick up something I forgot and I found them together. I found out later that everyone knew, our friends and his family. No one told me a god damn thing.” You glanced in their direction. They still weren’t looking at you but you could tell they were listening. “I know he’s going to be with other women. I know that. I know that they are going to be around my son and I know it’s not fair for me to be upset about it since you two spend almost everyday around him but… why does it have to be her?”

You crawl over to them, placing your head on Eddie’s tummy. “I’m sorry I took my frustrations out on you guys. That wasn’t fair, to you both or to Dylan.”

You suddenly feel Eddie’s hand caress your hair as Steve reaches down to grab your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. 

“I forgive you.” 

“Yeah, me to.” Steve brings your hand up, holding it against his chest. 

“Can I ask you guys something?” They both mumble a hm. “Why the fuck are you both only in your underwear?”

Steve and Eddie howl with laughter causing you to laugh along with them. 

“What did I tell you when you came in?” Eddie asks as he leans up on his elbows. 

You think for a moment. “That you’ve been acting like I haven’t been here?” The boy nods his head. “I don’t get it.”

Steve inhales the joint in his fingers and places it in the ashtray before looking at you with those beautiful brown eyes. “You want us to show you?” He grins seductively when you say yes. 

He crawls over you and you scoot out of his way to sit by Eddie’s head. Eddie pulls your lips to his, kissing you softly. He moans against your lips, grabbing your jaw with his hand, and turning you to see what the other boy was doing. 

Steve had Eddie’s cock in his mouth, moving his head up and down his length. A sigh escaped your lips as you crawled closer to watch him. You gently ran your fingers through Steve hair causing him to groan. 

“Fucking hell.” Eddie licked his lips as he watched you two with lust blown eyes. 

“He tastes good, doesn’t he?” You whispered into his ear. “He really likes it when you swirl your tongue around him.” Steve did what you suggested and Eddie’s eyes rolled as his head fell back on the floor. You felt his fingers reach for you. 

“Come here, Princess.” You maneuvered to him as he tugged at your sleep shorts. You pulled them and your panties down your legs, throwing them to the side. Eddie grabbed you moving you forward till you were seated on his face. You moaned as he wasted no time wrapping his mouth around your clit. Steve’s mouth came off of his friend with a pop as he continued pumping him with his hand, watching as you lift your shirt over your head and toss it away.

You lean your hands on Eddie’s chest for support as you ride his face. Steve meets you in the middle pulling you roughly by the back of the neck for a sloppy kiss. You can taste Eddie on his tongue and it makes your pussy clench. You whimper as you watch Steve pull away and spit on Eddie’s cock as he takes the boy into his mouth again. The sound of him gagging is enough to drive you over the edge. Your body shakes and your thighs try to squeeze shut as you cum on Eddie’s tongue. His hands fly up and hold your legs open as he helps you through your climax. 

Both boys, as if reading each other’s minds, get up and switch places. Eddie’s mouth is replaced with Steve’s as his head slides between your legs. You feel Eddie’s hand on your back gently pushing you towards Steve’s dick and he growls into your cunt as your tongue licks the precum of his tip. 

You gasp when you feel Eddie’s cock rub between your folds. Steve’s mouth wraps around your nub, sucking and flicking, as Eddie pushes into your entrance bottoming out almost immediately. He sets a brutal pace making it hard for you to not gag down on Steve as your pushed forward into him. The sound of Steve sucking and moaning drives you crazy and Eddie grunts as you clench around him. 

“Oh my god.” Tears start to fall down your cheeks. “Please. Don’t stop. It feels so good.”

Eddie falls against your back reaching around to hold your tits as he thrusts into your deeper. 

“There you go, Sweetheart. Show me how Steve likes it.”

You dig your nails into his thigh as Steve starts pumping his hips pushing him farther into your mouth. You feel him moan into your clit as you keep your head still as he fucks your face. His movements sputter as his cum hits the back of your throat. You swallow him and Eddie turns your face to kiss your lips. He pulls up right against his chest and grips your waist as he slams into your pussy. Steve’s hands cling to your thighs as he aggressively flicks his tongue against you.

You cry out as your feel the coil snap in your belly and you cum hard shouting their names repeatedly to the heavens. You start to collapse forward but Eddie holds your tightly to him as he thrusts roughly into you, grunting in your ear before he you feel his seed filling you up. 

You fall to the side lifting your knee so you don’t hit Steve in the face. Eddie comes down with you, his arms still wrapped your stomach and chest. 

Steve’s palm rubs your leg. “Fuck, that was fucking amazing.”

“I’ll say.”, Eddie pants. 

“Baby, are you ok?” The sound of your sniffles causes them both to sit up at attention. 

“I’m fine. That was just really good.” You laugh as you wipe your tears and they chuckle with you. 

Steve gets up and heads for his bathroom, bringing back a towel as he cleans between your legs. You reach out and caress his cheek. “Will you guys stay with me tonight?”

They share a glance. “Sure. Um, what are we going to tell Dylan?”

“Nothing. He’ll think I had a sleep over like he did. Just um, clothes please.” 

They rise to their feet bringing you up with them carefully. Steve disappears as Eddie helps you get dressed. When his roommate comes back, he is now wearing flannel pjs and a Hawkins high athletics shirt. He throws Eddie his shorts and a t-shirt.

Steve lifts you into his arms as he carries you across the threshold and back to your apartment. He places you on the bed and curls in behind you. Eddie tiptoes in closing the door behind him. 

“Kids are still passed out.”

“Good. Hopefully they sleep in.”, you murmur.

Eddie climbs in on your other side and without hesitation you fling your arm over his tummy. He smiles at your closed eyes as he takes your hand in his and kisses the back of it. You three pass out, limbs tangled together, and happy as can be. 

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