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steddieas-shegoes · 1 month
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Congratulations on 3k! Really enjoy your drabbles and fics :)
"Who cares if it was meant to be or not?"
Thank you so much!
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The band took the stage a few minutes late. Eddie had gone missing shortly before their final warning, and they can’t exactly perform without their lead guitarist.
When he was found, he’d been crying, but he brushed it off like it was nothing, said he was good to go.
He wasn’t. He had one of the worst shows of his life. Not a great look for a band trying to get a headlining tour.
No one said anything after; Eddie was already upset enough. With himself, with someone else, maybe both.
Eventually, Jeff couldn’t take the moping.
“Alright, man. You wanna tell us what’s going on? We just had a pretty shitty show and you look like you’re ready to have a breakdown,” he said as he sat next to Eddie on the couch of their tour bus.
“Sorry. Um. Sorry guys. Just. Had it out with Steve earlier.”
“Is-“ Gareth started to ask. “Are you guys okay now? Did you call him after?”
“No. No, I don’t think he wants me to.”
Everyone stared at Eddie in disbelief. Sure, they teased him all the time for falling for the jock stereotype, but they were perfect for each other. Everyone who knew them knew that.
“Why not?”
“Some things just aren’t meant to be, Gare.”
“No! Fuck that! Who cares if it was meant to be or not?” Gareth paced the floor. “You guys are so good together. You’re like a damn romance novel or something. Like those stupid chick flicks.”
“Gareth.” Jeff’s tone got his attention, but Eddie didn’t look up. “It’s not our business.”
“Like hell it isn’t. He just played like shit! We deserve to know why.”
Eddie stood up and walked to his bunk.
“Good job, idiot,” Grant rolled his eyes and followed.
“I’m calling Steve,” Gareth said. “Something’s gotta be done.”
“Dude, just leave it. They’ll either work it out or they won’t.”
“And if they don’t, Eddie’s gonna be like this forever.” Gareth pulled his cell phone from his pocket and opened his text thread with Steve. “If it’s so bad, Steve will ignore me.”
Hey call me
Not now
Please Eddie’s a fuckin mess
Gareth’s phone started ringing. He smirked up at Jeff, who walked away with his hands crossed over his chest.
“Steve.”
“Is Eddie okay?”
“No. What happened? We just had the shittiest show-“
“But is he okay?”
“No! What happened before the show?”
He could hear Steve sniffle.
“I just. It’s hard. It’s hard being here and he’s never here. And I know that’s what we agreed was best for this tour, but it’s hard. And he keeps saying he misses me and it hurts because what am I supposed to do?” Steve was crying now, Gareth was fighting his own tears. “So I told him to do something about it earlier and he told me he couldn’t and it turned into us arguing about his priorities and I didn’t even mean that I thought the band was more important than me, it just sucks. It’s hard.”
“Steve, I get it man. I mean, I don’t. But I know it’s hard. For both of you. Did you-“ Gareth bit his lip. “Did you break up?”
“Yeah. I think so.”
“Can you unbreak up?”
“Maybe. But-“
“Gareth, who is that?” Eddie’s voice asked from the curtain to the bunk beds. His eyes were red, tear tracks not even dry on his cheeks. “Is that Steve?”
“Yeah.”
Eddie came over and sat next to Gareth, grabbing the phone from him.
“Steve?” He sounded broken. “Are you okay?”
Gareth got up and went back to the bunks.
“The fuck did you do?” Jeff asked.
“Fixed it. You’re both welcome,” Gareth got in bed and smiled as he heard Eddie laugh.
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The next night was better.
The night after that, Steve was standing backstage, wearing Eddie’s vest and singing along to the songs.
And every night after that, and on their first headlining tour, and their next one, and their next one, Steve was there for most nights.
Eddie gave his everything because he had his everything.
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quietwingsinthesky · 5 months
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journey’s end au where the doctor tries to kick everyone off the TARDIS and they just go, ‘???? no?’ and won’t leave. can’t be stupid and think everyone will leave you when they won’t get out of your house.
#the doctor is simultaneously so happy about this and SO annoyed. get out of his house!!! this is his tardis!!!!#(tentoo voice) OUR tardis. (doctor voice) MY TARDIS!!!!!#rose and martha and donna and jack are literally having a girls night in the same room as this argument#sarah jane was invited but did not join them. autisms.#however mickey and her have been bonding and the doctor feels so betrayed. sarah jane is supposed to be on his side!!!#can’t even complain to the metal dog. k-9 is still busy.#(sarah jane voice) oh i should invite luke and his friends- (doctor voice) NO CHILDREN ON MY SHIP#((tentoo voice. from the other room.) OUR ship)#jack manages to sneak ianto and gwen on board before sarah jane gets the bannerman gang in simply because torchwood is easier wrangled than#literal children (not saying much)#how does gwen manage to sneak rhys on that one time? no one’s really sure. he didn’t stay on very long but it was long enough for jack to#lose a bet.#i think only jackie leaves but NOT before she and tentoo and rose have established interdimensional facetime so that she can phone her#daughter and her son-in-law and her guy-who-her-son-in-law-is-cloned-from#(doctor voice) donna i need to erase ur memories ur brain will explode otherwise (rose from across the room) hey didnt i absorb something#that would explode my brain once. i still have my memories. (donna voice) YEAH DOCTOR CARE TO EXPLAIN THAT????#donna metacrisis is solved because jack says ‘fuck it let me eat the metacrisis somehow it probably wont kill me’ and then he glows for like#a week but he’s fine.#he is literally never getting rid of any of them. get found family-ed idiot#(god wait funniest fucking thing if end of time happens here and the master’s plans are completely derailed because he gets tackled by seven#different companions. kicking him while he’s on the ground while the doctor goes D:)#doctor who#tardis family au
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absolutebl · 1 year
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2022 BL trope du jour 
Touch My Face Before You Kiss Me 
aka the face caress 
Pictured above: Takara & Amagi, Big Dragon, Minato’s Laundromat, DNA Says Love You, Happy Ending Romance, Mr Unlucky, Oh Boarding House, Old Fashion Cupcake, The Promise.
As you can see this is a trope that most BL’s producing countries love. 
Moar From Thailand 
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Love Mechanics
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KinnPorsche
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Ai Long Nhai
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Love in the Air
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Check Out
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Cupid’s Last Wish (how much did I HATE those outfits) 
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Coffee Melody (my favorite version) 
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La Cuisine 
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Oh My Sunshine Night 
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Unforgotten Night Forgotten Plumbing 
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What’s Zabb Man 
Switches! 
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Ghost Host, Ghost House
Kings of this trope, 2022
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Vice Versa 
Your kpop moment of they went there too...
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OnlyOneOf... of course, I shoudl just call them OnlyOneOfCourse where BL is concerned. Baby boys got themselves a BRAND. 
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hollyhomburg · 2 months
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Y E S i live for sad bily facts
Okay so! Hiding them in the tags cuz I’m on mobile enter at your own risk
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outmaww · 1 year
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"don't... tell me not to worry."
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bigothteddies · 30 days
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one of my dreams as a bright-eyed freshie noob nsfw tumblr user was to one day have my own place with tons of extra rooms and to have partners and kink friends rotating in an out of the house like all the old big kink creators used to on here, making content and gif sets with my friends and enjoying our sexuality together
#unimportant thoughts#doable still? maybe one day#I don’t know !#used to dream about it a lot#there used to be a big (since cancelled) creator that did a lot of stuff like that#creators would come and stay in his house for month(s) long vacations in between jobs and school#like could you imagine?#going and living with a creator you love for a summer?#getting to make content together snd have fun with no stress or pressure?#I don’t know maybe im alone in this!#BUT#I don’t know itd be nice!#i love the idea of being a Home#maybe not peoples permanent home#i csnt imagine being a lot of peoples healthy long time permanent partner lol#but yk its enough to be Somebody in peoples lives yk?#im happy to be someone who was right for you for a little while#be it a few months or a summer or a year or a few years#im happy with that#i want to end it on a high note and keep going as friends after#i want to still have occasional flings and catch up on each orhers lives all the time#i dont think i can be everyones forever#and itd be greedy to think i could be !#but i want to be someone people look back on fondly#that people say ‘he was a good influence in my life. i’m happy I was with him. he was the right person for me in a lot of ways’#i want to be someone people are proud of havin been involved with#i want those tumblr gifsets and relationship maps and talking about how x is moving out to go to grad school soon but we still love each#other and im proud of them for moving to the next stage in life#i want to be a revolving door thats always open!#but it only works if other people want it too! and if those people DO actually value me like tjat
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koroart · 3 months
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Koko please tell me that in the Lambert lives au he does in fact, try to help play matchmaker for Dimitri and Claude to Dimitri's eternal embarrassment and suffering! I need this!
Oh absolutely!! What kinda dad would he be if he didn't??
I'm just imagining Dimitri talking to Lambert while they're having tea together, and somehow Claude comes up, and Dimitri ends up kinda gushing about him and then stops halfway through and looks at his dad -- and Lambert has the biggest shit eating grin on his face and Dimitri is just as flushed as a tomato 🍅
" F-Father it's-- it's not like that! I just simply admire him!"
"Oh, I'm sure you do little cub~"
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wolfblood-of-anubis · 6 months
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Mara Jaffray, daughter of Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy.
Willow Jenks, daughter of Iris, goddess of rainbows and messages.
Mick Campbell, son of Ares, god of war and courage.
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backpackingspace · 2 days
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Athena marrying odysseus and penelope: I now pronounce you cursed
Odysseus:
Penelope:
Odysseus: uM goddess I think there's been a mistake
Athena: I said what I said
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thedreadvampy · 6 months
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My housemate is moving out in January
She told us this a week or two ago, when she sat down and, after sitting with us watching TV for over an hour, said "hey so I bought a house and I'm moving out. We agreed on 2 months notice so I won't move until the end of January."
The last time she talked in the immediate terms about buying a house was in 2021, when the sale she was working on fell though and she was unemployed so it was a "when I'm back in a position to look I'll start looking again." Since then I've occasionally asked her how she's doing on the house buying front and she's been like "oh I'm getting there financially" but hasn't mentioned anything concrete.
She didn't tell us she was looking at places. She didn't tell us she had put in an offer. She told us when the offer was finalised. A week AFTER she emailed the letting agent about getting out of her part of the lease. And, it increasingly feels like, only because the letting agent's response was that we had to agree to change the lease.
The letting agent's response (which our housemate obviously didn't copy us into; we had to follow up separately and they copied us into the email chain) also includes that when we change the lease, they're empowered to change the rent, quote, "no cap". Rent was already going up in January - there's no possibility of Sam and I paying her share of the rent.
The really fucking upsetting thing is we're not strangers. This isn't a casual "housemate we found on flatshare" thing. She and Sam have lived together literally their entire adult lives. Me and her have known each other well over a decade. I lived in her and Sam's flat when I was homeless. We were the first people she came out to as trans. We're not super close but I thought we were fucking friends. And she's literally gone out of her way to not talk to us about this for what must have been months while the sale completed - which means she's lied to my face at least once cause I've asked her about her finances in that time (cause she's in a job she hates that she only took to get the house money, so it's like. when we've been commiserating about work stuff I'm often asking 'are you almost free?'). she literally went out of her way to talk to the letting agents before talking to us about putting us in a situation where we could lose our fucking home.
And she keeps. trying. to pretend nothing's happened. Every time I've seen her since then she's not mentioned anything or apologised or anything, she just keeps chatting away and offering hugs and fistbumps like nothing's happened. Like we're still fucking friends.
All it would take for us to still be friends and to be happy for her would have been one fucking sentence in the groupchat like "hey, just put an offer in on a house" or "I'm looking at properties, just so you know, that might happen in the next few months". Like nobody begrudges her for buying a house! It's very cool for her! She's 31 she's worked really hard to get the money I would love to be happy for her! Unfortunately she decided avoiding conflict is more important than giving the people she fucking LIVES WITH (who btw fronted her a month on the rent here while she was unemployed and agreed to take on a larger proportion of the move-in cost back in 2021, if we're still holding ourselves to shit we said 2.5 years ago), so no, you are not entitled to our friendship or to going back to normal.
like if she'd been honest with us it would have been something to process but we'd have had time to figure out our next steps. instead she's left us in a position where we have to find a new roommate before she gives her one month notice, which means finding someone by the end of December, which oh look that's the middle of the fucking Christmas holidays. and she didn't tell us anything until the START of December, or copy us into her conversation with the letting agent, meaning we still don't know what the rent on that space will be so we aren't yet in a position to advertise it. Has she offered to help find a roommate? Has she fuck. Has she offered to help out by moving her move-out date? Nah, she's moving as soon as she gets the keys because, quote, "that means her finances won't have to change". SOUNDS LOVELY. NOT HAVING YOUR FINANCES SUDDENLY CHANGE. I THINK THAT SOUNDS LIKE A REALLY REASONABLE FUCKING GOAL.
Thirteen fucking years she's lived with Sam. Four fucking weeks over Christmas she's left us to figure out a way to not turbofuck our living situation. And she's got the fucking nerve to try and pretend we should be interacting like nothing's changed. Jesus Christ. What a fucking unhinged way to treat...anybody, honestly. never mind the friends-your-entire-adult-life part. literally cannot imagine a scenario in which I would buy a house without telling the people I lived with.
(haha actually this is what my parents divorced over so apparently it's not unusual. although at least my dad had the decency to tell the woman he shared finances with at the point he put in an offer not the point the fucking sale went through.)
Like we'll be fine. It's a huge city centre flat with decent rent and queer housemates, hopefully even when the rent goes up it'll be an easy sell in a city with a huge housing shortage and big queer community. We've got a couple of people interested already, sight unseen - worst case scenario we have to live with someone we don't get on with. And it's given Sam and me a push to look at our own finances and as of today, we've got a mortgage decision in principle and can start looking at flats in the area - mind, we'll be transparent upfront and tell any prospective housemates that yeah, we're looking to buy and move out in the next 6-12 months, and we'll tell them if we put an offer in, because we're decent fucking people who aren't going to spring that on someone out of the blue.
But it's been I think 2 weeks and I'm so fucking angry I could spit. It's such a fucking betrayal. And frankly you know selfishly like. I just had a breakup a couple of months ago, I'm in the middle of moving jobs, both me and Sam have a history of housing instability and this has been the first decent, stable, safe, not-mouldy not-freezing home I think any of us have had, and this is so fucking triggering and upscuttling I could just start biting. like I was talking to my friend about it last week and it's just like. Can I have One Fucking Thing of the three main tentpoles of survival - home, work, relationships - that are fucking stable right now? because shit has been In Flux lately. and at least the work and relationship stuff has changed because of my decisions. going through all that work to make myself short-term unstable to gain long-term stability has been really hard and draining and then just as I was reaching the crisis point with work stuff BOOM, IT'S HOUSING INSTABILITY WITH A STEEL CHAIR. fuck. seriously fuck this and fuck her. we're going to make something good come of it but what a deeply, unbelievably shitty thing to do.
#red said#the other thing that bugs me about it is. ok and again this is old shit dredged back to 2021 when we moved in together#but i had my housemate. and Sam had her. and each of us were really close pairs who'd lived together a long time#and we tried looking for flats as a four but a) a flat with 4 good sized bedrooms in Edinburgh is hens teeth#and b) my housemate was pretty happy to live with me and Sam but increasingly felt like a 4 man flat was going to be a lot for him#and so in the end we talked about it. and through a combination of that and same housemate being in a pretty#unfavorable position housing wise. cause she was unemployed and had shit credit at that moment.#we agreed she'd move with us and Joe went and found a one bed#and in the end that's been really great for him tbh he's a lot happier and more confident and we were pretty sick of each other by then#and so we get on much better now#but at the time it was a real heartache i felt like I'd let Joe down i felt like our friendship was over#and honestly I have never been a huge fan of living with our current housemate. even before we lived here#like when i was staying with her and Sam too. she's incredibly messy and takes up a lot of space in conversations#I've always liked her as a person but she's exhausting and often unpleasant to share space with#and there's a bit of me that's like. we bent over backwards to accommodate you when you were precarious.#like it would have been WAY easier for us to look for a 2-bed during 2021. and if it was a 3-bed I'd have rather stayed with Joe.#but we moved with her for her sake. and she left Sam to clean up their old place (and there were Literal Rats)#and she got really pissy about driving the moving van even though a) that was her idea and b) she's the only person with a license#and c) i walked all MY shit over by hand anyway and the only reason she hired the van was to move her tv#me and Sam found all the core furniture. me and Sam sorted out all the viewings. me and Sam did all the planning. Sam set up all the bills.#we spotted her for rent!we took a bigger share of the costs! because we fucking cared about her and wanted her to have a fucking home!#and she can't even do us the courtesy you'd offer a fucking lodger you found on fucking gumtree
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widevibratobitch · 5 months
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fitzier hatesex save me. fitzier hatesex. save me fitzier hatesex.
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sjoongki · 5 months
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we only have 4 episodes left and do-hee and gu-won have yet to overcome all the heartbreak that is headed their way....
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up-to-some-good · 5 months
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Traditions (9/9)
Happy New Year! Do me a favour and pretend this was posted yesterday 😂
Previous Part
25 December 1981
The flat was a mess. There were dishes stacked in the kitchen, waiting for someone to wash them, and someone needed to clear the table and pack everything away. Leftovers needed to be put in containers and the gingerbread house needed to be deconstructed and put in the cookie jar.
At the very least, the living room wasn't a disaster. James had been in charge of collecting wrapping paper, and had made sure to get every scrap in a garbage bag, which he had set by the door. The Potters had left with their gifts, so it was only their own stacks remaining to be packed away.
Remus would add the books to the pile next to his bed to be read later. His new sweater would go in the closet and stolen by Sirius before the new year. The star pendant from Sirius was already hanging around his neck, and would not be moving as long as he lived.
Sirius had already put his records in the correct place on the shelf, and his new healing book was lying open on the coffee table.
Remus hadn't given him the ring yet, had planned to catch him under the mistletoe and surprise him, but Sirius had been focused on cooking lunch all day, then on his godson's first real Christmas, so he hadn't had his chance. He'd do it later, when the flat was clean and everything was packed away.
The war had ended in October that year. For the first time, they could celebrate the holidays as a family without worrying about their safety. They had agreed that they would host Christmas for everyone, and the Potter family would take Hanukkah, and that would be their new tradition.
Christmas had been more than they expected and Remus was tired just from watching Sirius work. Sirius had taken on the task of cooking the meal, working for two straight days from Effie's recipe book. He had tried to help, but was summarily banned from the kitchen after only an hour of trying to assist, instead cleaning up the flat and setting the table.
Sirius was now fast asleep, lying on top of Remus on the couch. His face was buried in his boyfriend's chest, and he was snoring gently. Something was digging into Remus's back on the couch, and his leg was starting to go dead from the position it was pinned in, but he wasn't moving. He hadn't seen Sirius sleep this deeply in months, maybe even years, and he wasn't going to ruin it for anything. So they'd be late for that night's Hanukkah celebrations, and he'd be limping when he stood up later, and the flat would remain a mess for a while, and maybe he'd propose on Boxing Day, instead of Christmas like he planned. But Sirius was safe, and he was asleep, and that was all that mattered. Remus wasn't moving. Not until Sirius did first.
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totem-but-shark · 4 days
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fooligetta doesn't have enough profoundly bittersweet unhappy ending fics and this is a gap in the market I just have to fill
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honey-ca · 3 months
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☞ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ
I don't writte about➭ Slytherin boys, Voldemort, Bellatrix... yk that kind of people
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freebooter4ever · 3 months
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Yikes i read the article and there are SO MANY terrifying sentences. Girls if your self worth in your twenties is based around looking down on and degrading 'older' women in their thirties....that is a slippery slope.
Also the author talks as if her tiny window of experience is universal. Most of my friends who are in true partnerships are happy in their 30's including the ones who have kids.
"I had high breasts, most of my eggs, plausible deniability when it came to purity, a flush ponytail, a pep in my step" like wtf this woman sounds as if she's stuck in a bridgerton episode???? Like her nubile body is being presented at cotillion to the highest bidding elegible bachelor. How are we not past this feeling like a requirement as a society?????
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