#peace and long queue

[theshadowrealmitself]

One day we’ll be able to tell the aliens about the guy who sold really terrible copper

#Ea-nasir #trying out the queue thing once more #people always have really cute queue tags I wonder if I can make my own #ummmmm #I was typing one and tumblr showed me a tag for it #so that definitely already exists #damn it #peace and long queue #eh #I’ll probably pick a different tag later #aliens #humans #‘oh why try the queue thing for night why not the active hours?’ #because I love waking up to notifications it’s like my morning paper

[fantastic-nonsense]

Wasn’t it Alfred who’d made Damian Robin in Battle for the Cowl? Dick must have agreed after the fact, but Alfred was the one who set it in motion.

Nominally yes, in the sense that Alfred is the person who first put the cape in Damian's hands:

"You can't keep me here." "I'll do no such thing. But understand that you've been injured. Severely so." ......."What the hell are you pulling here, Al?" "It's time to earn your keep. If you're up for it." "So long as I'm not wasting any more time in here, whatever." -Battle for the Cowl #3

However, the reality is "not really." Three things to note about this:

One: no one in the story who actually knows what Damian's gotten up to while Dick was tracking down Tim and fighting Jason actually treats Damian as Robin. For the purposes of the narrative and everyone in it, Tim is still Robin, as Squire points out:

"I'm sure Nightwing could use a hand finding Robin. This way, then." -Battle for the Cowl #3

We don't really see anyone else's reaction to Damian wearing the cape in BftC. Even when Damian saves Tim while wearing the symbol, Tim has no actual reaction besides a single exclamation of Damian's name, and he seems more bewildered that Damian is there at all than he is about Damian wearing the Robin tunic. But the people we do see? Don't treat him as Robin. They treat him as an ally who happens to be wearing the Robin tunic for convenience.

Two: within the bounds of BftC, Damian is explicitly framed as being "Dick's responsibility" with Bruce gone. After Jason shoots Damian, Dick has the same conversation with Alfred that Bruce often did whenever one of his Robins was hurt, framed in a way that made it obvious where things were heading:

"Damian...this child...I could have gotten him killed tonight. I have a responsibility to him now. I let him down, Alfred." "Bruce also said the same of you...and Master Timothy, many times over the years." "And of Jason Todd." "Him as well." -Battle for the Cowl #2

Dick has already implicitly accepted Damian as his Robin at this point. And though Dick and Tim have not explicitly discussed it (as we see via their argument in Red Robin #1), it was also fairly clear that Tim would not be Dick's Robin based on how Dick thought of Tim by that point (as his brother, as his equal, as someone who should not be taking orders from him full-time). Tim had already spent time as the Robin to Dick's Batman back in Prodigal, and both boys had come a long way since then. Once Dick decided to take up the cowl at the end of BftC #2, it was inevitable that Damian would be his Robin rather than Tim (for a whole host of reasons I won't get into here). Alfred just hastened that inevitability.

Three: simply wearing the cape does not make you Robin. You are Robin if and only if two things happen: you have been explicitly accepted by Batman as his partner and Dick Grayson has given his blessing. You are a potential Robin. You are an ally wearing a Robin costume. But you are not Robin until those things happen.

Tim was not Robin in A Lonely Place of Dying even though he stole the costume with Alfred's help to save Bruce and Dick. Tim did not become Robin until after both Bruce and Dick had accepted him as such and he went through a training period (he was known as "Little Bat" until then, btw). The same is true of Damian, who wore the Robin tunic at least three times prior to actually becoming Robin (Bruce briefly took him out while wearing it in Batman and Son and he famously wore it during the events of Resurrection of Ra's al Ghul); he was no more Robin then than he was in BtfC.

The costume isn't what makes you Robin. Batman saying you're Robin and Dick giving the blessing of his parents' legacy to you makes you Robin (which. I will freely admit that's a loaded, complicated topic given the history of how the Robin mantle has been passed down over the years. but it generally holds true). Damian properly becoming Robin after BftC was clearly Dick's choice; Alfred can't "make" anyone Robin if Batman doesn't agree.

The core conceptual problem with Battle for the Cowl (well. there's about 5000 problems with BtfC. but you know what I mean) is that it tries to deal with about fifty different things at once, most of which all ordinarily would have gotten their own dedicated space across multiple books or tie-in comics to deal with. Instead, all of these things are smushed into a single massive threeshot event comic with awful characterization and a near-incomprehensible chain of events. In a perfect world, we would have gotten the same kind of build-up and transition between Tim and Damian that we did in the 90s when Tim became Robin after Jason's death. Unfortunately that's not what we got, so we're left to fill in the gaps ourselves.

But textually, Alfred did not make Damian Robin. Alfred handed an ally to the cause a Robin tunic during a crisis specifically for the purpose of rescuing Robin. After that crisis was over, Batman chose to make that same ally his Robin for reasons entirely unrelated to his wearing the symbol during that specific crisis. Dick chose Damian to be his Robin, and that choice should not be looked over just because removing it conveniently lifts some of the hurt feelings and messiness of that transition off of Dick's shoulders.

Dick handled his own legacy, as he should have. And while he did not handle it with as much communication and grace as he should have or probably would have liked to, it was his mantle and legacy to handle at the end of the day. For once, he had complete agency over choosing a successor to his heroing legacy (and his parents' legacy), not Bruce or Alfred or anyone who self-appointed themselves as a successor, and we should acknowledge and respect that.

He didn't pick Damian because Alfred unilaterally gave him a battlefield promotion; he picked Damian because he thought Tim was grown and independent enough to thrive without taking his orders every day and believed Damian needed his direct oversight and the growth opportunity being Robin would provide more than Tim did. Allow Dick the dignity of his choices instead of acting like he had no input or say in the matter of who his Robin was going to be.

#sidenote for my own peace of mind I just pretend that Dick gave Steph his blessing off-panel #everyone else got his on-panel blessing at some point except her so I just. fill in the gaps for her. #dick grayson #alfred pennyworth #damian wayne #tim drake #dick grayson meta #damian wayne meta #tim drake meta #(sort of) #long post #asks #queue

[therighthandofvengeance]

#who are queue? what do queue want? #babylon 5 #b5 #incorrect babylon 5 quote #literally #source: @firefox-official #she IS the f in the chat #both the reason to put the f in the chat and the f in the chat herself #and I love that for our five-mile long last best hope for peace. she’s earned it <3 (and then some)

[gideongrovel]

Brook seems like the kind of guy who buys full pajamas sets to sleep in,,,, however Gideon couldn't be bother with all that, it just wears Brook old touring merch tee shirts as his jammies 😴

Taglist; @frankenbridez @goldenshrine @pinkdinkydoon @bobmckenzie @eternally-smitten @cherubdulce @ilovekirei @citrus-selfships @negativespiritapologist @ssozo @taintedloveletter @fates-theysband @sweettoothselfships @dissonantyote @wesleypresleys @keyblade-ships @luaseternal @frozenhi-chews @bioexorcizm @k1ssmeinmydreams @bipocselfship-archive want to be added or removed let me know

#i wanted to draw Brook sleepy time in a bonnet since shipping with him and i finally did... 😌 #no matter how long he stays as a main f/o or wips i never finish.... i did the one that i wanted to do most so i can be at peace... 😌 #f/o #f/o art #self ship art #selfshipping art #fictional other #bipoc selfship #self ship #was gonna give them both the lil sleepy snot bubbles... but i forgor #my post #my art #also sorry taglist is on the main part of the post instead of a reblog... since i wanted to queue this one 😅 and its easier this way #Brook

[burnt-cookii]

#{ ☆ Sweet Tower of Queue ★ } #oc // cereal cookie #dark choco cookie #[✧] #{ mini comic } #moo's art #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oc #oc x canon #long post #{ : finished ch. 14 5 days ago and i'm so happy for dark choco breaking free and finally finding peace x'0 } #{ : now all i ask is for dark cacao and dark choco to speak to each other again hhhhhh #{ : thought i'd throw in my dum ship au where he looks for her to confess and continue on with his life peacefully } #{ : another installment of: idk if he's ooc or not! } #{ : can't draw dark choco and it h u r t s hhh }

[onlyzhuyilong]

Responsibilities be like

#run Long Ge Ge run #zhu yilong #朱一龙 #朱一龍 #please stand by for the queue #주일룡 #my gifs #nope peace out just gonna disappear ✌🏼 Houdini ✌🏼 #xD

[icewitcher]

Hreavsvelgr: gets a wing ripped off by Nidhogg

Me: Oh shit

Hreavsvelgr: the battle isn't over yet camera zooms on his eye who's actually missing only to show it in front of WoL

Me: OH SHIT !!!

Piano starts playing

Children of the Land, do you hear ?

Echoes of Truth that once were clear

Two souls entertwined, one true love they did find

Bringing land and heavens near

Me: Nope, I'm not going to cry. We have a wyrm to kill and a friend to save.

After-fight cutscenes happens:

Me: floodgates opens

#Children of the Light do you hear ? Echoes of truth that were once clear #Two souls entertwined one true love they did bind bringing life in heavens nest. #ffxiv #heavensward #final fantasy xiv #dragonsong war #They can finally rest in peace #Be it Ysalye Haurchefant or even to an extent Nidhogg #And all of the ishgardians and dragons that lost their lives during the war #Please let me catch a breath #I had to wait a long time in queue to do Final steps #It was worth it #also the hype part of the song “Heavensward” playing when the half of the fight against Nidhogg is reached #Perfection #I also thought that the first sentences of dragonsong were like this: #Still doesn't change that FFXIV songs are the most meta songs #Meta as in they go with the lore and story so well #And how they are sung by the Mother Crystal Hydaelyn herself #Kinda got it and understood it with Answers and the end cinematic of 1.0

[tidemoonchild]

Headcanons & Musing

After finding out that Maggie joined the X-Men Hank wasn't very happy. To be exact he was angry. This was never something he wanted for his own child. And when he found out it had been Scott Summers and Charles Xavier who had recruited her for the team he was even more mad.

Especially because no one had told him before. He found out during a mission after Maggie arrived at the battlefield. He had to do his best not to lose his calm at this moment. But he was furious and everyone knew it and no one said anything.

What made this even worse is the fact, that Maggie herself doesn't want to fight anymore. That's what she told her father many times how tired she is of running and fighting, how much she hates it. She told him all she want to do is to sit at home in peace. To watch movies, listen to music, play games. To just be a kid, something she couldn't be for such a long time.

But she can't say no, she can't look away and pretend she doesn't know. If someone calls her for help and to fight she will drop everything and get there as fast as she can.

No matter how hard she tries to leave the fight, the fight never leaves her. And she knows that. They know it too and still they chose her, drafted her for their fight. And what makes it even worse for Hank he knows it too.

#ooc :: mun #headcanons & musing #i made this headcanon a very long time ago and it actually should be posted in a few weeks according to my queue #but now after reading positivelybeastly's post about hank and the professor and also about his relationship with charles and scott #i decided to post it now... and it just hits even more thinking about hank's relationship with them in the comics #like they literally destroyed his life they used him treated him like shit #and now it seems like they're going to do the same thing with his daughter #that kid just wants to sit at home in peace and cuddle with her father but they have other plans for her #another child lost in this vicious circle

[tanzoshi]

        / peeks in

#;ooc #ooc #-pops in- #HIIIIIIIIII #/ just wanted to drop by and say i am not d.ead!! i think i unconciously took a small break from t.unglr/writting #/lit since t.ower of f.antasy came out i went -peace sign & dissappears- #DHFIEUTHIE ITS TRUE- #/also been playing it a lot with tsuni too; its been really fun #/between my classes + t.of + trying to draw more; my brain simply decided to not write OUTRIOTUROT SO ALAS #SO.... there's this red haired man--- -twirls hair-😳 #I LOVE HIM UR HONOR!; the way I made a guild in his honor but so far there's lit just one (1) person and it is lit me🧍‍♂️ #k.ingsupremacy for the win so true😤✊✨ #(its lit called that btw) #BUT THAT ASIDE;; it hasnt really been that long; it just feels like i havent written ic in a long time to -me- for some reason #also i'll be checking my activity now! if anyone happened to write/answer anything from me; i am most thankful as always!! #i'll try to write but i can't promise anything i have been taking it chilly truly😳 #now that i'm here i do miss my swordmen and e.spresso alongside company #im like;; woawww writting.... so very poggers #anyways enough about me;; hope everyone has been doing great !! i have some p.romos saved on my queue so i might just post them

[ghostsandmirrors]

( continued from here with @apostolicattilan )

There was a hint of a wilt at the callout of his lying before he stood up straight and gave his ribs a small tap with his fingertips, trying to seem perked up and full of energy. "I'm not lying. I just need to get used to not having broken bones..." His cheerful tone faded as he spoke, though he determinedly brought it back in order to jokingly say, "it's a novelty for me."

It wasn't necessarily a lie--he'd had 14 broken bones at last count and that may have gotten lower or it may have gotten higher, knowing his luck--but he was also 100% sure the priest would see straight through his attempts at deflecting. It wasn't like they were particularly convincing as far as deflections and distractions went, and even he could admit that.

His shoulders dropped as he gave up on the act entirely. "I'm... not that good at talking, and I’d like a distraction." Also not a lie, though he was sure the priest would prefer he not be looking for distractions. He seemed to genuinely want to help, but Peter hadn't thrown himself headfirst into heroism for no reason; it was originally an attempt at distracting from his uncle's death and later a way to make Ben proud. This was much the same; a distraction, and later it would be a way to find help for Otto, once he'd ignored things for long enough that it became second nature.

#ic #apostolicattilan #spiderweb : peter parker #verse : keeping the peace #ooc: sorry this took so long in return omg #ooc: focus went out the window #ooc: but i hope this isn't too rambling #ooc: lemme know if i need to edit it to give u more to work with or anything <3 #put it in the queue

[txrks]

Tag Dump 1

#Ah. There he is. That motherfucker. What a tool. [OOC] #I'll never find a moment of peace. Even in the silence. [Meme. Specify Muse] #I swear we had the best intentions. [Answer] #I might have wept but there was no one around to prove it. [Queue] #When does a man become a monster? [Veld. Isms] #My heart could be burning but you wouldn't see it on my face. [Veld. Visage] #Is this the price I'm paying for past mistakes? [Veld. HC] #What is grief if not love preserving? [Veld. IC] #You haven't given into fear before. Why start now? [Jules. Isms] #I have always been full of light. [Jules. Visage] #They should be terrified of you. [Jules. HC] #I just wanna laugh through it all. [Jules. IC] #I just want to survive. [Ruluf. Isms] #I am going to find some trouble. I am going to make some trouble. [Ruluf. Visage] #I still know how to take the abuse. [Ruluf. HC] #Careful with me. I'm volatile. [Ruluf. IC] #Plenty of monsters know how to play at being human. [Vincent. Isms] #Not yet corpses. Still we rot. [Vincent. Visage] #This time around I'll make you proud. [Vincent. HC] #An echo of inflicted evil. [Vincent. IC] #Life isn't easy. Life isn't fair. [Ren. Isms] #Who we are versus who we need to survive. [Ren. Visage] #I will be the one to make it out alive. I will be the one to survive. [Ren. HC] #Fight it or accept it. [Ren. IC] #I fell in love with the fire long ago. [Rude. Isms] #He who creates misery also has the ability to destroy it with kindness. [Rude. Visage] #Do we get what we deserve? [Rude. HC] #One of us is gonna lose. [Rude. IC] #Rather die than give up on the fight. [Elena. Isms] #I wanna be loud. So loud. [Elena. Visage]

[rebirthgarments]

TW: Chemical w-rfare, Ab-rtion

Urgent Ask to evacuate Nara, a 🍉 disabled woman with MS who also has pancreatic cancer due to chemical w-rfare.

Support by financially contributing to her @FedUp4Palestine vetted funhnd-raizer (that I personally vetted): givebutter.com/NaraMedicalAid

+ resharing/ reposting this post!

I, Sky Cubacub- a Fed up 4 Palestine team member, have been in direct contact with Nara to get to know her and her story more over the past few days. We have become fast friends due to so many overlapping symptoms of our disabilities. Nara’s story caught my eye because I have post-viral ME/CFS which many times is a precursor to MS. I really want my disability community to show up for her to get this campaign funded that is so close to my heart so that she can continue medical treatment.

We have chatted extensively! During our chats, I found out from Nara that she had not previously had health issues until she was exposed in the white phosphorus attack in 2008. The long lasting damage and effects of phosphorus continue to compound and become more and more disabling to this day, even after 16 years.

Here is her story in her own words (edited for clarity):

“Hi I'm Nara,

I'm a cancer and multiple sclerosis patient. I need treatment, examinations, and follow-up on a regular basis, but the hospitals in which I used to follow up were bombed and the other one was turned into military barracks. All I need now is to leave Gaza for treatment, preserve my life, and live with my family in peace.

We're a family of 4, including my 12 and 7 year old children.

I had been diagnosed with a tumor in the pancreas as a result of inhaling phosphorus in a previous war. A couple years after being exposed to phosphorus, I became pregnant, and the fetus was pressing on the tumor, which drew the doctor’s attention to the cancer. My fetus was emergency aborted, and the spleen, 80% of the pancreas, and part of the small intestine were removed. I complained every now and then of a lot of pain as a result of the removal of part of the pancreas. I was having follow up care in the Turkish Friendship Hospital for hematology and tumors. But since the beginning of October, I have not been able to follow up because the hospital has turned into a military barracks.

The remaining part is talking about multiple sclerosis:

In 2018, I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. I had many complications, such as inflammation of the seventh nerve in the eye, the inability to walk with balance, movement with difficulty, and many symptoms. I was then required to take 12 injections every month and many medications and vitamins. I was following up at the Nasser Medical Complex in Khan Yunis, but unfortunately the hospital was out of service due to the war. So for a long time I have not received any injections. MS is truly difficult and it controls my life completely, and the attacks occur in many and varied ways.”

A note about her breathing apparatus:

Because people in displacement have to wait in long queues and pay to use the bathroom, Nara had started to restrict her water intake because of a UTI she never has been able to heal from. This has created a problem with raised levels of potassium, so doctors have placed her on oxygen for fear of the potassium affecting her heart.

Goals

she needs at least $15,000 to evacuate

2 adults at $5,000 each

2 children at $2,500 each

this price is subject to increase due to the cost of registration for evacuation continuing to go up

The other money will go to the cost of treatment and living costs.

Nara chooses to stay anonymous because she has had to mask her disabilities so much that only her family knows about her MS and Cancer, so we have not linked her instagram, but we are in direct contact with her and can verify that she is who she says she is! Because of this, she cannot promote her own fundraiser, so it is our job to collectively do it for her!

[Image Description: a digital illustration by @k8deciccio of Nara, a Pal-eh-stienian woman wearing a black hijab/outfit with purple highlights. She has a breathing apparatus that is bulbous that goes in her nose. Text Reads: Help Narawith Cancer and MS Treatment, She Must Evacuate with her family of 4. $30k goal givebutter.com/NaraMedicalAid . There is a QR code in the bottom right corner that goes to her support link. The @FedUp4Palestine logo is in the top left corner.]

#gaza genocide #gazaunderfire #stand with gaza #news on gaza #war on gaza #gaza strip #free gaza #gaza #gazaunderattack #save gaza #mutual aid #i personally vetted this fundraiser #disabled and cute #disabilityculture #disabilityarts #disabilityjustice #multiple sclerosis #cancer #pancreatic cancer

[onlyzhuyilong]

Grumpy daddy

#daddy just wants to have a smoke and drink his tea in peace not play ping pong with the boss #he’s so good at playing grumpy dads #my gifs #zhu yilong #朱一龙 #ma zhe #only the river flows #please stand by for the queue #and he isn’t even a dad yet just an expecting dad #(talking about Ma Zhe not Long Ge Ge he ain’t no father he’s a baby still)

[dontfightmecauseillcry]

DP x DC

Politically arranged marriage (IDK how those work)

During a Peace talk between the USA Government and The Infinite Realms a  US representative accuses that the King (Danny) could go back on his word anytime and they would end up defenseless against these monsters. A member of the king's court (I’m thinking Dorathea) asks if a union would convince them of their peace. The US gov is intrigued and think they could manipulate the King if he marries one of their citizens. The thing is… the US doesn’t have a monarchy. 

Then one of the US reps has a brilliant idea. Bruce Wayne has been known as the Prince of Gotham for ages, they won’t have to fake any new articles or anything online to go back years. They could totally manipulate and have Brucie Wayne tell them anything they want to know without him even knowing!!! Danny’s (aged up to around Bruce’s age) like what the shit and quickly interjects. He says it’s improper to go straight to marriage (he’s trying to bs his way out of this) the same king's court ghost says ofc and they’ll have to court each other and both parties have to consent ofc, they thought that was a given.

Another of the king's court asks how this Bruce Wayne Prince of Gotham is even worthy of their king. Another rep tells him that Brucie is also known as the White Knight of Gotham. Another speaks up about his many good deeds and the children he’s taken in. They are all shitting themselves trying to think about how to avoid them finding articles about “Brucie Wayne gets drunk and falls into the harbor from his yacht-compilation” and they're trying to talk him up as much as possible.

Danny 100% knows about said article but he doubts Bruce is gonna accept to be a part of this (hello low self esteem) but he hopes to convince Bruce to play along long enough to keep peace and once everything’s settled down they can “break up”. He’ll go along with it to keep the peace he worked himself to exhaustion for, Ancients know his people wanted war. 

Queue them both falling head over heels in love with each other and Danny getting too attached to both Bruce and the kids. He eventually does find out about Bruce being Batman but that just makes him like him more. 

Those politicians are fuming they can’t get anything dirt on the Realms out of Brucie Wayne of all people!!! He’s talking and talking but he’s not actually saying anything! How does King Phantom stand him?!

#dc x dp #danny phantom #danny fenton #ghost king danny #bruce wayne #batman #brucie wayne

[bruisedboys]

can I request the first time shy!reader spends the night at eddie’s? maybe she falls asleep during movie night and he just doesn’t have the heart to wake her up? lots of snuggles ensue?!

ohmygosh thank you so much for this adorable req I love u so much. hope this is what u wanted angel!

shy!fem!reader 1.3k words

Eddie comes back from the bathroom and into the living room, only to stop dead in the doorway.

You’ve fallen asleep. On his couch. Well, technically his and Wayne’s, but that doesn’t matter right now. What matters is that you’re fast asleep and you look so lovely and peaceful and Eddie actually had to grab the doorframe to stop himself from falling over.

To be trusted so much that you’ve allowed yourself to fall asleep at his place feels like a big step to Eddie. You’re a shy girl, always cautious, overly polite. Eddie remembers the first time you’d been over to his trailer, you were so quiet, so scared of doing or saying something wrong.

And now look at you.

Eddie feels like he’s been punched in the gut. He practically skips the rest of the way to the couch, desperate to be close to you again, a newfound fondness for you burning in his chest that can only be cured by sitting as close as humanly possible to you. He sits down in the space he’d left, his thigh pressed to yours. Your body has tipped away from him, your head resting on a stack of cushions balanced on the arm of the couch.

The credits of the movie you’d been watching with him play on, but Eddie’s too busy looking at you, drinking up every inch of you. Your face, squished into the cushion, the TV light painting you green and red and blue. Your t-shirt sleeve riding up your shoulder. Eddie imagines your skin is as warm and soft as it looks. He longs to touch you and has an excuse when the movie ends. He knows you’ll want to be woken up.

His hand finds your shoulder and his fingers slip beneath your sleeve.

“Y/N, sweetheart.” Eddie squeezes you gently, his thumb pressed to your shoulder. “Wake up.”

It doesn’t take much for you to wake. Soon you’re blinking awake slowly, tearing your tired eyes apart, and it’s maybe the cutest thing you’ve done ever. Eddie feels so much fondness for you it actually hurts.

“Hey,” he says gently. He shuffles closer so he can get his torso in front of yours, hoping to block the TV lights that he’ll know will be blinding for you. “Hey, baby. You fell asleep.”

You blink at him. “I did?” You ask, all raspy and sleepy.

Eddie chuckles and resists the urge to kiss you all over your cute face. “Yeah, you did. Was I boring you?”

Your expression goes from sleepy to mortified so quickly it’s alarming.

“No!” You say quickly, shaking your head. “No, I—“

Eddie’s laugh drowns out the rest of your words, and you stop fretting when you realise he’s teasing.

“I’m messing with you, sweet girl.” He slides his hand up to your collar and presses his thumb to the corner of your mouth. “You must’ve been tired, huh?”

A yawn takes over your features right on queue. Your eyes scrunch up and your mouth opens wide and Eddie can’t stop smiling. You’re so cute.

“Do you want me to take you home?” Eddie asks, his hand still pressed to your face. He’s secretly hoping you’ll say no. He’d like you to stay here forever, thank you very much. “Or … you could stay the night here? Only if you want, of course.”

You blink up at Eddie owlishly. He’s never asked you to stay the night. Never suggested it, because he’s afraid of scaring you off. He’s afraid now, waiting for your answer, that you’ll run away and never come back. But you smile. You smile, and his heart does a backflip.

“Um. Okay,” you say, quiet and unsure but that sweet smile stays put. “I think I’ll stay, if that’s okay with you.”

Eddie melts like a popsicle. He brings his other hand to your jaw and cups your pretty, sleepy face.

“Of course it’s okay, angel,” he says, soft and earnest all at once. His chest feels tight. “You can stay whenever you like, you know.”

Your smile grows. Eddie’s heart aches tenfold. “I know.”

Eddie nods. He’s feeling so much for you in this moment that it’s hard to do anything, let alone speak. Instead he pulls away from you, stands up and holds his hand out. You take it unabashedly.

“Come on then,” he says, finally finding his words as he pulls you up to stand. “I’ll find you some pyjamas, hm?”

Ten minutes later Eddie comes back from the shower and finds you in his bed, dressed in a pair of his red and black checkered pyjama pants and one of his shirts. Your eyes are half closed.

You look so lovely that Eddie feels, for the second time tonight, like he’s been punched in the stomach. His breath hitches and his heart goes haywire.

“Hi,” he says softly, dropping the towel he’d been scrubbing his hair with over the back of his desk chair. “You okay?”

You nod. “M’okay,” you mumble quietly. “Just tired.”

Eddie rounds his bed til he’s on the side you’re on, kneeling next to the bed so he can take your bicep in his hand, his palm kneading at the soft muscle. You look seconds away from falling asleep.

“Poor girl,” he murmurs, mostly to himself. Then, to you, “Do you want me to sleep on the couch? ‘Cos I will, if you’re not comfortable with us both sleeping in the bed.”

You wrench your eyes open and quit looking tired to instead look confused and mildly put out.

“What?” You ask, exhaustion tugging at your words and making them sluggish and slurred. “No, don’t sleep on the couch.”

Eddie grins like mad. He squeezes your bicep, his fingers pushing beneath your t-shirt sleeve. “You want me to sleep in the bed? With you?”

You shut you eyes again and nod into your pillow. Eddie can’t stop smiling.

“Okay, then.”

He gives your arm one last squeeze and then leaps up to switch the light off. The room gets swallowed by darkness. Eddie can just make out your figure where you’re lying in his bed, the bump of your hip, the curve of your legs.

He slides into bed next to you and it feels like it’s never felt before. Even though it’s his same, regular old bed that he sleeps in every night, nothing about this is regular. Nothing about this doesn’t make his heart race and his skin tingle and his stomach ache with fondness sweet as sugar.

He shuffles closer to you and his arm touches your arm.

“Are you okay?” He asks you. You’re awfully quiet. Well, quieter than usual. He knows it’s because you’re tired, and maybe because this whole thing is probably making you about as nervous as it’s making him, if not more.

You don’t answer but you do press your arm further into Eddie’s. He curls his pinky around yours in the dark.

“Are you nervous?” He whispers, staring at the dark roof, feeling quite a bit nervous himself.

He feels rather than hears you rolling over, and when he tears his eyes away from the roof to look at you, he sees you’ve rolled onto your side to look at him.

“A bit,” you whisper back. Your pinky hooks tighter around his.

“Me too,” Eddie admits. “I’ve never had a girl sleep over before.”

You make a sound that Eddie thinks is a tired, quiet laugh. He can hear your smile when you say, “Really?”

Eddie nods though you probably can’t see him. He slides closer and takes your hand, his fingers lacing through yours. You’re so close you could lay your head on his chest if you wanted. He hopes you will eventually.

“Yeah, really,” he says. He dips his head to kiss your forehead. “Get some sleep now, okay?”

You hum something incoherent. You’re asleep within the next minute, your head lolling onto Eddie’s shoulder within the next two.

Eddie lies awake for far longer, wondering how in the world he got this damn lucky.

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| :: [ royalty lives and dies but a story is eternal | ic ] :: |

| :: [ if your eyes were right you could see them too | promo ] :: |

| :: [ something we will never lose is our ability to change | self promo ] :: |

| :: [ someone will tell the story long after we are gone | drabble ] :: |

| :: [ the story of your life | headcanon ] :: |

| :: [ god is real he’s a monkey on a typewriter | crack ] :: |

| :: [ let them rewrite it back to what it was | memes ] :: |

| :: [ do you think they’re listening right now? | asks ] :: |

| :: [ i have seen its loud beginning and its quiet end | dash comm / games ] :: |

| :: [ the night stretches out before us & the red sun has set | aesthetic / musing ] :: |

| :: [ the song of creation will be ours alone to witness | open starter ] :: |

| :: [ a voice behind me beckons | starter / inbox call ] :: |

| :: [ waiting to see what we’ll do | queue ] :: |

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|| : || i’m sorry you will never know peace | Aleph / fallen phxtxgrapher || : ||

|| : || olympia has fallen and her corpse picked clean | Zach / impxrmanence || : ||

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| ::: [ v ] little more than a memory of a song [ Producer ] ::: |

| ::: [ v ] the narrative changed but it did not stop singing [ main ] ::: |

#| :: [ at least partially fictional | ooc ] :: | #| :: [ royalty lives and dies but a story is eternal | ic ] :: | #| :: [ if your eyes were right you could see it too | promo ] :: | #| :: [ someone will tell the story long after we are gone | drabble ] :: | #| :: [ the story of your life | headcanon ] :: | #| :: [ god is real he's a monkey on a typewriter | crack ] :: | #| :: [ let them rewrite it back to what it was | memes ] :: | #| :: [ do you think they’re listening right now? | asks ] :: | #| :: [ i have seen its loud beginning and its quiet end | dash comm / games ] :: | #| :: [ the night stretches out before us & the red sun has set | aesthetic / musing ] :: | #| :: [ a voice behind me beckons | starter / inbox call ] :: | #| :: [ the song of creation will be ours alone to witness | open starter ] :: | #| :: [ waiting to see what we’ll do | queue ] :: | #| :: [ something we will never lose is our ability to change | self promo ] :: | #|| : || i'm sorry you will never know peace | Aleph / fallen phxtxgrapher || : || #|| : || olympia has fallen and her corpse picked clean | Zach / impxrmanence || : || #| ::: [ v ] little more than a memory of a song [ Producer ] ::: | #| ::: [ v ] the narrative changed but it did not stop singing [ main ] ::: |