i’ve decided to send an ask for each story you posted in the wip game kdnehdhs who did this to you? lives rent free in my brain 💛💛 (@a-little-unsteddie)
thank you so much 🥰🤍 still slowly working my way through the asks, so have a few more words to make up for the wait 🫶
who did this to you (pt.4) // tales of blue
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | read on ao3
🌷 preceding snippet no 1. | no. 2
Finally, finally, the familiar sound of Wayne‘s old truck rounding the corner into the trailer park interrupts the tense silence that seems to have fallen over all of Forest Hills tonight, and Eddie has half a mind to run out there, run toward them and get the whole story. Just to be sure that everything is fine. Just to be sure that Steve’s still… That he’s still there.
He stays right where he is, though, staring at Buckley‘s wild hair, feeling her shadow walk over him as Wayne pulls up to their driveway and stops. She is right in the centre of the headlights, but still she doesn’t move. Eddie wants to scream at her. Wants to nudge her and shove her out of the way — imagines it, imagines all the alternate universes in which he finds her wide eyes scared and unseeing as Wayne‘s voice sounds behind them, telling them that Steve didn’t make it.
Except in this one, Wayne said they’re coming home. In this one, shit like that doesn’t happen to eighteen year-old boys and their friends.
Aside from that girl. Barbara Holland.
Eddie swallows, his eyes flitting between bright lights to the silhouette of Buckley right in their centre. Like a doe, he thinks. Terrified of what she’ll find.
Don’t you wanna know? Eddie wants to ask her. Don’t you wanna see? What are you afraid of? What did you see? Who is he, Robin, and who are you? Why the fuck won’t you move?
In the end, it is the sound of a car door slamming shut that snaps Buckley out of her stupor, and she all but flies off the steps towards the truck. Towards where Eddie can vaguely make out the shape of a badly bruised face, the play of light and darkness not enough to conceal the deep purple splotches or the sluggishness of his movements as he raises his head. Turning toward Buckley like a flower to the sun.
She presses her hand to the window for a second, just looking at him — and Eddie is glad he can’t see either of their faces. He has a feeling that what he’d see there would haunt him forever.
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Things that make me insane: When Fernando has to stand on his tiptoes to hug someone taller than him. I only have these two pics on hand, but it lives in my mind rent-free.
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Walter Skinner would give the best hugs ever like that broad chest was MADE for nuzzling your face into and those big arms wrapped around you???🥰🫠 I think it would fix me actually
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silver is so touch starved that i think if you hugged him his brain would short-circuit. he's so used to being alone... i think if he trusted you enough he'd just melt into the hug. maybe go boneless like a ragdoll cat
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I was playing SkSw for the whatever time yesterday and kinda just. Realized smth. So there’s a blackout between the scene where you meet Fi and the scene where Link gets his knight uniform; I had lost a heart falling before that blackout, and when the blackout happened heard the telltale sound of hearts refilling. So, that could only mean Link slept, which even though the uniform cutscene takes place during the daytime and the meet Fi cutscene takes place at night, I never really thought about before.
I am thinking about it now. Oh, I am thinking about it.
Because just that night he learned about his destiny to save Zelda as the chosen hero of the goddess. Tomorrow he will wake up and put on his new uniform and plunge down to a surface world that only exists in his people’s legends, chasing after his childhood best friend with a literal metal sword lady as his guide. He’s never imagined anything beyond Skyloft. He’s never imagined Zelda being in any kind of danger. He’s never thought of them doing anything besides being best friends, living on Skyloft together and enjoying the daily antics of the town. And now he’s leaving everything he ever knew to go chase after Zelda in a place he didn’t even think existed.
And I just can’t stop thinking about it, because he’s Skyloft’s resident sleepyhead, known by literally the whole population for his love of sleep.
But I don’t think he slept a wink that night.
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