#Quinn Physical Therapy

[sleepyeye17]

Disabled!Eddie Drabble

In which Eddie gets tired. (This was therapeutic to write.)

Words: 300

Warnings: none

Eddie was halfway across the bars when his elbows locked and he fell. Steve caught him fast, his arms tight around Eddie’s chest.

“I gotchu. There we go. You want a rest?”

“Yeah.”

Steve carried Eddie over to the chair and set him down. It wasn’t until he stepped back that Steve noticed the tears coursing down Eddie’s cheeks.

“Eddie, baby, are you hurt?”

Eddie shook his head.

“No. No, just a cramp.”

“You need the roller?”

Eddie had been doing physical therapy every day for two years now, so Steve knew the drill. Monday Wednesday Friday they did standard muscle building. Tuesday and Thursday Eddie did walking lessons.

Eddie just shook his head.

“I’m okay.”

“Tell me what you need.”

“I’m just… I’m so tired of trying, Stevie.”

“I know.” Steve brushed Eddie’s hair out of his face. I know.”

“I think I might… I might be done.”

“Okay. Let’s take a break. Ice cream?”

“I mean done for good.”

Steve went very still.

“Done with what, exactly?”

“Done with trying to walk. I think… I might just never do it.” Eddie’s chin crumpled and tears filled his eyes. “I’m sorry, I want to, but it’s just— I’m tired.”

Steve cupped Eddie’s face in his hands.

“If that’s what you want, I support you.”

“Would you— would you still love me— if I was in a wheelchair forever?”

“Yes.” Steve’s answer was fast and certain. “Yes, of course.”

“Would you love me if I could never walk with you, or go up or down stairs, or use regular public toilets?”

“Absolutely.”

“You wouldn’t… resent me for quitting?”

“Eddie. I love you. And I will always love you. If you keep going, great. But I see the pain you’re in.” He kissed Eddie gently. “You’re always going to be my hero.”

#eddie munson #steddie #joseph quinn #steve harrington #stranger things #joe keery #joe quinn #steddie fluff #established steddie #steddie drabble #disabled #physical therapy #disabled eddie munson #paraplegic Eddie Munson #quitting

[bestjeanistmonster]

How did dc au sonic and shadow meet? Was it like Harley Quinn where they met while sonic was Nicky in Arkham? Where Harley was one of the only nice people there to ivy . Or was it like animated series where they just knew of each other due to reputation?

It was a mix of both!

Sonic and Shadow met like they did in the original batman animated series

Sonic had screwed up and gotten kicked out by Eggy onto the streets, leaving him to fend for himself so out of spite he goes on a solo heist to steal the ‘harlequin diamond’ from a museum

Telling himself that he’s doing it for himself and no one else but he’s doing it to like prove himself to Eggy (even though he technically ‘out’ he’s still very much brainwashed and doesn’t really have a purpose or sense of self besides serving Eggy in, so even though he was kicked out Eggman knows that when he calls he’ll just come running back)

Sonic was real stealthy, dodging laser sensors, security cameras and then using as tool to carve a circle in the glass case that had the diamond in it and he’s so close-

Then the alarm starts blaring like crazy and a black and red hedgehog slides into the room holding onto something and runs through all the laser sensors

And Sonic’s like wtf????

Then he's just like, "fuck it", breaks the glass steals the diamond and runs in the same direction as the guy with the security guards after them and he hears police sirens already from outside

He finds a hiding place and then he's face to face with the guy that tripped the alarm

"Nice job tripping the alarm, why don't ya turn on the bat-signal while you're at it?!"

"You think i wanted to get caught?!!"

"Coulda fooled me!"

They have a mini fight before security show up and they’re forced to work together to evade capture, they escape off into the night on Shadow bike (the only reason Shadow didn’t leave him behind was cuz he didn’t want this guy tattling on him if he got arrested)

They get to a temp base of shadow’s and catch their breath, Shadow recognises Sonic as Eggman's right hand and is immediately on edge but Sonic is like, "me and the Doc are kinda having a rough time at the moment, so im kinda on my own rn, im sure it’ll blow over though.” He said with a nervous smile

Now when they had physically fought earlier Shadow was surprised to see that this clown actually posed a bit of a challenge for him. Shadow usually didn’t care what people thought about themselves or others, but with Sonic being the only person he’s met to actually give him a good fight and to hear him talk so low of himself actually came off as an indirect insult towards Shadow and he would not stand for slander

So Shadow ends up saying smthn like, "Look imma be honest but you’re a bit of a doormat and squandering your potential so much that it's pissing me off a lil bit." Then takes him with him on a city wide rampage to kinda build up that self esteem and give the guy a bit of independence

And from there the rest is history

Nicky and Shadow met during the internship

The first was when Nicky had to ask him some questions about eggman cuz he was in group therapy with Eggman until Eggy killed the psychiatrist and wanted to know if there was something, anything that he could further ask Eggman about so he could use it to get Eggman open up more during their interviews

To get him to go away Shadow told him the little he knew

Then Nicky returned a week and a half later thank him

Nicky: Dr Eggman fessed up, thanks to you

Shadow: I didn’t do anything.

Nicky: (raises eyebrow) you told me about his grandfather

Shadow: that was barely information. I wouldn’t have even told you about it if you were going to be so smug about it

Nicky: (shrugs) eh like it or not you helped me (slips plant cutting into the food delivery box) everyone needs help sometime, and since you wanna wipe humans from the face of the earth…

Shadow: (picks up clipping) so what? You cut a *plant* for me? I could kill you with this.

Nicky: (smiles and walks away from cell) yeah. I guess you could.

Shadow:…

Nicky had read his file before talking to him and in the notes it said that Shadow felt more comfortable around plants due to the nature of his biology and abilities

Shadow has a cell in Arkham with zero plants around just in case he got out of that power restricting collar they made all of the inmates wear and raised hell

So Nicky giving Shadow that plant cutting was him doing Shadow a solid for helping him out with this even though there is a risk of that collar coming off and him breaking out, cuz if he didn’t manage to get it off Nicky supposed that he’d still feel more at ease in his cell with a plant around

Shadow didn’t realise they were the same person till prison roll call

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #sonadow harlivy au #jeanist answers

[toasttt11]

awake

June 7, 2021

The Hughes family was allowed to stay the night in Viola’s hospital room, the boys all curled up up onto the couch in her room and Jim and Ellen sat in the two chairs trying to sleep.

The sun was coming up and shinning through the window into the room, Viola groaned clenching her eyes shut. Ellen and Jim immediately got up hearing their daughter, Jim hit the nurse button. Ellen leaned close to her gently brushing her hand against Viola’s face, “Vio, Viola open your eyes my sweetheart.” Ellen softly spoke to her.

Viola flutter eyes open seeing her mother’s worried face and the celling of a hospital, “I’m alive?” Viola croaked out her throat extremely dry as she looked at her mother with confused eyes.

“Oh my darling.” Ellen felt tears in her eyes at thought that her daughter thought she was dead, “You are alive.” Ellen sternly told her.

Viola nodded slowly, “How bad?” Viola could feel the fuzziness of being on pain meds but she could feel tingling across her body in certain areas.

“Don’t worry about that right now Vee.” Quinn spoke softly walking to the other side of the bed he gently grabbed her hand, “We were worried.” Quinn leaned down gently whispering to his baby sister.

“I’m sorry.” Viola croaked out feeling bad she made her family worry, she gestured to her the cup of water and Jack immediately grabbed it handing it to his sister, Viola smiled softly at him before drinking many gulps of water.

“Ah! She is awake!” The doctor smiled as he walked in with the nurse, “It’s good to see you awake Ms. Hughes.” The doctor walked over to the end of the bed.

“Please just Viola.” Viola politely asked him, She doesn’t enjoy anyone calling her Ms. Hughes as that is her mother.

“Viola.” The doctor said with a smile and nod as he picked up her clip board, “Luckily for you, with the crash you had you are in pretty good shape. Unluckily you did still sustain quite a few injuries.” The doctor gravely told his patient.

Viola nodded, “Can i play hockey?” Viola looked at the doctor desperately and gripping Quinn’s hand tightly. Viola couldn’t imagine a life where she wasn’t allowed to play.

“I’m not saying you won’t be able to, but it will an extremely long road ahead for you to be able play again. With extensive rehab and physical therapy.”

Viola nodded looking sad but also determined, “I’ll do anything to get back on the ice.” Viola sternly spoke looking at the doctor.

The doctor smiled at her.

The doctor and nurse checked her vitals and her incision from her surgery before leaving the room letting the family be alone.

“Oh!” Luke face lite up with realization and he got up looking at the couch where he left it and he grabbed the thing and brought it to Viola, “Here i got from the gift shop.” Luke had to get some fresh air and be alone for a few minutes so he looked in the gift shop for Viola, he handed her the stuff animal, “It’s a moose, from Moose.” Luke smirked at his sister.

Viola let out a small fond laugh as she held the stuff animal, “Thank you Lukey.” She sent him a soft smile.

#violahughesau #vh5 #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #maveric lamoureux x oc #maveric lamoureux #cole caufield x oc #cole caufield #arizona coyotes #logan cooley #clayton keller #jack hughes x oc #luke hughes x oc #quinn hughes x oc #nhl x oc #trevor zegras x oc #trevor zegras #nhl blurbs #nhl blurb #new jersey devils #vancouver canucks #nhl au #nico hischier

[pluralthey]

have you ever introduced izzy’s alters here before? if not, could you show or talk a bit more about them? also, is there any reason why izzy sees herself as herself (mostly) in her head while felix sees themself as a little plush dude

dude i just spent a fucking hour answering this ask and tumblr decided to eat the entire post so sorry if i'm brusque about this.

this is izzi, she's the host of. izzi. she's a composite of 6 alters who integrated about half a decade prior and operate like 6 guys in a trenchcoat on a shared desire for power and control over the system using a hierarchy to resolve conflicts. not a subsystem, this is One Big Slime who used to be 6 Smaller Slimes.

the integrated alters:

this is 5150, the guy who functions as the head of the trenchcoat. it loves chaos and has a nasty habit of holding grudges. it's also incredibly weak without integrative support and has a lot to lose if the psyche becomes too unstable and consequently has a lot of motivation to, ironically, provide order and fairness between the integrative parts.

this is shivaree, first alter to integrate with 5150. she has a lot of influence over izzi's endgame personality as you might guess from how similar her appearance is. she was here for a good time not a long time and she loved fun, usually acquired through novelty. she was bubbly and social.

this is baby. baby was a psychosis sink, so, young, battered by psychotic symptoms constantly, and non-verbal. fourth to be integrated.

this is "the worm," although he went by like idk fucking oliver or something while he was hosting. sadboy, to izzi's integrated psyche he most provides some kind of moral compass because you can't feel like a bad person without one.

there were 2 more i never bothered to design, a skeleton edgelord (the face cutter) and a shadow the hedgehog introject, who had similar personalities, including their anger issues.

onto other alters who currently exist in izzi's system.

this is diesel. he's a composite of two protectors who integrated with each other instead of 5150 and he's tanky enough to step toe-to-toe with her when she's being a moron in a life-threatening way. diesel will ONLY front when he feels like his physical safety is on the line, but may do so before Literally Everything Is On Fire. rest is for the best babeyyy

this is LG. she's a little and she slides between ages 5 to like 13 or 14. she is a land before time fictive and she fucking loves dinosaurs so much. she fronts, y'know, whenever. she was Big Sleepy (dormant) while izzi was going through the process of integration, and is therefore not integrated. it isn't quite impossible to upset her but if you manage to do it the consequences are catastrophic.

these two are paired together even though they function separately and have very different personalities.

quinn is a textbook inner self helper/overseer, very hands-off, very aware of the system's lore and overall condition. they're a factive. plants are to them what dinosaurs are to LG.

malcolm is izzi's co-host. i would say you'd see them at least once per month if you were in contact with izzi every day. her longer term partners recognize malcolm (and LG) but she's told them to just shut the door on malcolm's face if they ever notice them fronting. they are a split from quinn and all of those bad little emotions that would make an overseer less rational got packed away into malcolm instead without any of the memories to even make sense of them. malcolm's existence happened after the period of intense integrative therapy for izzi, so they are not integrated with her. izzi sees malcolm as a symbol of failure on her part (even though they are Literally the only alter in the system who DIDN'T evade integration in some way, just straight up didn't exist while the therapy was happening), and the weakest link, consequently often using them like a punching bag. she will sometimes inexplicably veer to being friendly with them, but malcolm's disdain for her is a constant.

#izzi #ask #asks

[munsons-hellfire]

Fall Into Me | Joseph Quinn

SUMMARY: After a tragic car accident that made you relearn how to walk again, you meet Joe and learn that you can have someone to count on, that you can have someone to fall into when you need to be grounded. You just didn’t realize how much you would rely on Joe until you got that call that changed your life forever.

PAIRINGS: Joseph Quinn x Reader

CONTENT WARNING: NSFW, 18+MDNI (you will be blocked), RPF, Fluff, Angst, mentions of depression, a car accident (very detailed, could be consider very graphic), talks of past trauma, talks of rehab/physical therapy, no smut, no mentions of y/n, she/her pronouns, mentions of death, mentions of pregnancy.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: So originally I had the lyrics to the song above wirtten in this one shot but I decided to take them out. I also had to rewrite this three times because I kept changing my mind on how the plot shot go anyway I hope you like this and feel free to request something for Joe if you'd like more imagines.

WORD COUNT: 7.0K Words

You had a hard time forgetting things that you didn’t want to remember. For instance, when you and your sister had been in a car accident you wanted nothing more than to forget the painful memories of what had happened that fateful night. You were driving, your sister sat in the passenger seat. The two of you were heading home from the movies, at that point in time everything was as it should be. You had great parents, and your best friend was your older sister.

But it came crashing down when your car went over the side of the road. The car was totaled, no saving it. Your sister had escaped with minor injuries, just like the other driver. But you, you had not been so lucky. Neither of you were supposed to be out to begin with but you thought that if you and your sister went to see a movie maybe you could convince her that what she was assuming about you and her boyfriend hadn’t been the truth.

You should’ve known that your sister wouldn’t believe you, no matter how much you tried to bribe her, and tell her that you hadn’t slept with her boyfriend. Juni didn’t believe you, and as it turned out your parents seemed to take her sister. So when the car accident happened, Juni had another reason to hate you and wanted nothing to do with you and of course your parents followed Juni’s steps.

For the duration of the next few months you learned how to walk again, while you didn’t have your parents or sister by your side anymore you had Everly and August there every step of the way. Even Everly’s parents were cheering you on from the sidelines. It helped to a certain extent, but for the most part you felt like a burden to them, felt like you weren’t enough and after the words that Juni had uttered to your face you believed it.

But when he came into your life, it was like time stood still. Everything you had been searching for, everything you needed came from the man that your best friend had been obsessed with. Though her obsession was more along the lines of how good of an actor he was and how he’d done an excellent job bringing this character to life. You remembered it like it was yesterday, meeting the love of your life.

He was now your husband and a father to your beautiful son with a baby girl on the way. You met Joe at a comic con that you honestly didn’t want to go to. Not because you didn’t like meeting celebrities, but because this con was in your hometown and you dreaded going back to the place where your parents and sister remained. After getting through physical therapy to fix what had gone wrong in the car accident, you had left.

You moved out of the states and moved to Manchester. You had been living there for 6 years because running from the fallout of your family was a far better choice than dealing with it. Your sister was still convinced that you’d slept with her boyfriend, and she now hated you even more because you had become distracted. She believed that you were the cause of the car accident, that you were the cause for her “minor injuries”.

You don’t think you could ever forgive your sister for treating you the way that she had after the car accident. And you couldn’t forgive your dad and mom for abandoning you when you had needed them the most. You truly felt betrayed by the three of them and could no longer tolerate being in the same state as them. So when Everly called you and asked you to come back to America to go to a comic con because August (her girlfriend) couldn’t get out of work, you hesitantly agreed.

Everly was set to meet a few of the cast members from Stranger Things, this included one of the few new actors of the show. You were a fan of the show but hadn’t had time to catch up on it considering you were on a time crunch to get the second book in your fantasy series complete and turned in. You told your team that you would finish it before you left and turned it in for the revision, then you would fix whatever might need to be fixed on the manuscript.

They agreed and you were on your way back to your hometown to meet Joseph Quinn with Everly. While you didn’t like the idea of heading back home you thought it would also be good for you to get out so your ex could remove his things from your apartment (well shared apartment), but he had allowed you to keep it even going as far as getting his name removed from the lease. He was moving in with his new girlfriend, they had met at work and while he insisted nothing happened between them until the two of you broke up, you had your doubts.

Both Everly and August felt the same way, agreeing that he might have been lying and had been cheating on you. Then you somehow wound up in the mindset that this was your karma for what had happened between you and your sister (even though it was still false). After your phone call with Everly was over you had bought your plane ticket and began packing up. While you were there you’d be staying with Everly and August.

Whenever Everly wanted to see you, she and August would fly over to see you. But now here you are flying back to them for the first time in 6 years. When it was finally time, you two were with each other and heading to the con. You stayed by her side the entire day, both of you finally able to catch up in person after a few months of not seeing each other. Though sometimes you’d both be interrupted, as it turned out your first fantasy book was very popular in your home state which meant that a lot of people were trying to get pictures with you.

This was still all new to you, being this popular of a writer and being this recognized. Everly had to tell them that you were here for a fun day and not here to take pictures or sign anything. Eventually they left you two alone to enjoy the rest of your day at the con. While the two of you waited in line to meet and get an autograph with Joseph Quinn your mind was preoccupied with thoughts of how you could start the next book in your series now that book 2 was completed (for the most part).

When you had first found your agent and told them about the ideas you had for the romance fantasy series they were completely on board with it and supported your every decision. You were so proud of what you had done with the series so far and hoped that everyone would love the second book. Everly was talking your ear off and you would release a yeah to let her know you were listening but your mind just kept flying back to your book. She finally took notice of the way you posed yourself while the two of you waited in the line.

“Okay, what’s on your mind? Because it feels like you’re not actually here.” Everly said, pulling you deep from your thoughts.

You narrowed your eyes on your best friend, she really did know when something was bothering you or on your mind and you honestly hated it. You hated how easily she could read you. “I finished my second book before I flew over here. Now I’m just thinking about where to take the third book. I have some ideas but they don’t seem to fit right for this one.” You explained, keeping your eyes on Everly.

Everly couldn’t help but smile at you. “I have faith that you’ll get it figured out and it’ll be just as good as the first two if not better.” The optimism was evident in her voice.

“The second book hasn’t even come out yet, Eve.”

“I know. But I also know that it’s going to be an amazing book.” There was a smile that graced your lips, you hadn’t quite made it over to Joe’s table but he could see it form in the distance and it brightened his day up a little more.

“Yeah, you think so?” Even though you had been officially published for 2 years it still didn’t quite feel real. You had a hard time accepting the fact that people actually liked your book, and that they were excited for the next book to come out in 3 months.

“Ugh yeah, I know so!”

“What would I do without you as my best friend?” It was a running joke between the two of you but it never got old no matter how many times it had been said or used between the both of you.

“Pfft, I don’t know, maybe lose your mind.”

You playfully rolled your eyes, and soon enough the two of you were falling into a comfortable silence as you waited. As the two of you got closer to Joseph Quinn’s booth the quicker Everly got more excited to meet the actor. While she was having a momentary freak out before meeting him, you were having a momentary freak out about all the possible outcomes of running into your parents or your sister. This is the last thing you wanted to deal with. But then you got onto that path of what if they were here.

“You okay?” Everly questioned, seeing the change in look on your face switch from happiness to fear in the matter of seconds.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking is all.” You were honestly being cryptic when you said that, you didn’t want her to know what you were actually thinking about.

“Are you going to see your parents and sister while you’re down here?” But clearly even being cryptic was enough for Everly to pick up on the fact that you were thinking about them when you didn’t want to be.

“Nope.” You popped the ‘P’ as you answered the first of her many interrogation questions.

“Why not? You can’t be mad at them forever.”

“Uh yes I can and I will.”

“Look, did you actually sleep with your sister’s boyfriend?” Everly asked, sometimes you believed that Everly believed your sister more than she believed you.

“Who’s side are you even on, Eve?”

“I’m on yours, but come on, if you didn’t sleep with your sister’s boyfriend then why can’t you be the bigger person and just forgive them. I’m sure they miss you.”

This prompted a dry laugh to fall from the back of your throat. “Right, they miss me so much that they’ve made an effort to call me and ask me to come see them. Instead of having my back they believe that I of all people would sleep with my sister’s ugly and toxic ass boyfriend whom she still happens to be with. I don’t think there’s a chance to salvage the relationship even if I want to. She didn’t want to believe me and my parents, they just stood there and watched it all crumble. Not to mention that none of them were by my side and I had to relearn how to walk again. I can’t go back there, I can’t.”

Everly could see the pain in your eyes, even though Joe didn’t mean to look he could see the way your eyes look. Suddenly he had this need to protect you from whatever horrors surrounded you. Everly could see how much it killed you to not have parents to talk to, to not have a relationship with your sister anymore.

But Everly wasn’t going to back down from getting you to see them. Everly’s parents kept in touch with your parents and from what they had told Everly, your mother wasn’t doing so well. Your best friend didn’t want you to miss out on not having a relationship with your family before it was too late. If only you knew what chaos would be coming your way.

“Just see them one time, please. It can be your dad, your mom, or even your sister. You don’t have to see them all together at the same time.”

“Can I think about it?” You eyed her hoping that she would just drop it, but you knew Everly this topic was something she would never drop. You saw the way that she wanted you to have a relationship with your family.

“When are you leaving?”

“Few days.”

“Great, we’ll go see your mom tomorrow.”

“Fine.” You released a grunt knowing that you wouldn’t be able to get past how pushy your best friend was. She smiled triumphantly while you looked like you had just lost the world cup. “You and August should move to Manchester.”

Shock replaced that smile on her face as she stared at you. “I couldn’t do that, we couldn’t do that. We have a life here, my parents are here.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I just thought it would be a cool idea. To be able to see you and August every day rather than once a year or something like that.”

Everly thought about your statement for a moment, she clicked her tongue. “Tell you what, I’ll talk to August about it tonight when we get home. Because believe me I would love nothing more than to be closer to my best friend. And honestly I think August and I could use a change of scenery. And maybe get a break from her parents.

“They still giving you two issues?” You asked.

“Her mother has been more open to the idea of us but her dad is still against us and trying everything in his power to get her to come home and go to church with them. I know she wants her parents in her life but she can’t put herself through that pain anymore. We’ve been talking about it for a while now so maybe she’ll be open to the idea of moving.”

“Maybe a chance will be good. But I don’t want you two to force yourselves to move to Manchester.

Everly gave a small nod of her head. “I know, but if we move over there it isn’t going to be because you forced it or we forced it, it'll be because we wanted it.”

You released a sigh and smiled at Everly as she smiled back at you. Your eyes eventually wandered around the building, sometimes falling onto Joseph Quinn. He would even return your gaze.

“I think Augie and I could use a change of scenery, I really do.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, but I will still talk to Augie about it and see what’s on her mind.”

“Okay, great. Just let me know what you both decide on.”

“I will.”

The two of you stopped talking just as you both came up to Joseph’s table. He sent a bright warm smile towards the both of you. However for the most part his warm brown eyes seemed to drift back to you, while Everly whispered her name to him so he could sign the post she had. Somehow your parents and sister made their way back into your mind. You were honestly worried that they would find out that you were back home.

You weren’t even picking up on the fact that Joseph had been staring at you. It wasn’t until Everly nudged her elbow into your side that you took notice of his eyes on you. You felt your face heating up and you tried to look away but you kept wanting to look back at him.You wanted to spend your days just staring into his eyes.

“I’m sorry, what happened?” You asked, the confusion evident on your face. He looked back at Everly who was staring at you then at him.

“Sorry, she zones out sometimes.” Everly mentioned.

He smiled at you, “do you want anything sighed, love?” His voice was so sweet and music to your ears that you really wanted to hear his voice forever.

“Oh, I’m only here for moral support since her girlfriend couldn’t be here.” You muttered looking anywhere but the man that sat in front of you. He started talking to you, but you felt too panicked to hear or say anything else. “Actually, I’m gonna head to the bathroom and then I’ll meet you outside when you’re finished. Take your time, Eve.”

Before she had a chance to reply to you, you had already left the area and were headed towards the bathroom. Everly turned back towards the actor as he stared at her.

“Sorry about her. She’s not really a fan of being back here. Honestly, I think she’s ready to head back to Manchester. Being home just brings back some bad memories. Anyway, thanks for this.”

He gave a nod of his head and watched Everly exit out of the line. After going to the bathroom you pushed through the front doors and walked over to the side of the building, and sat down at the tables. Pulling out your phone you unlocked it and went to your gallery, pulling up some old photos with your sister and your parents.

Maybe Everly was right, maybe you should be the bigger person and apologize for everything that happened. But you still felt that you shouldn’t be the one to apologize, that it should be your sister and your parents as you had done nothing wrong. As of right now Everly’s family was the only family you had but even then you still felt like a burden to them.

“Mind if I join you?” A voice questioned from behind you. You were startled, placing a hand over your chest. When you looked behind you, there stood Joseph Quinn, a cigarette between his fingers and his security guard not far from the two of you but still far enough that he probably couldn’t hear the conversation.

“Sure, why not.” You turned back towards the phone and continued to wipe through the pictures.

“Is that your family?” He asked.

You looked at him from the corner of your eyes before you gave him a confirming nod of your head. “Yeah, that’s my parents and my sister.” You paused then proceeded to tell him your name.

“You already know mine, but please call me Joe.” The two of you shook hands, and you couldn’t help the smile that washed over your face. That was the first time you and Joe had met and you remembered it like it was yesterday.

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The world seemed to burn brighter when you and Joe started talking more outside the con that you met at. He made you feel something you didn’t think you could possibly ever feel. You hadn’t felt this loved in a long time, not since the events that transpired with your family. Today happened to be a somewhat difficult day for you. Everly and August had come over today and had taken notice of the way you had been acting.

It was your birthday and it had always been a struggle every year to never be able to talk to your parents or your sister when you turned another year older. Even though you had gone to see your mom like you had told Everly you would, there seemed to be no change in the way she acted towards you. Everly had texted Joe to let him know that you weren’t exactly in the greatest mood today.

You had spent most of the day in your office planning out your next book in the series. Your second book had been published and was doing amazing. Fans were expecting the next book in the series and honestly you were excited to get back into the process of writing. There was a knock on your door but you were too in the zone to even acknowledge the knock.

Joe had his hand on the door knob as he slowly opened the door. He knew it was your birthday but he had been warned by you, Everly, and August that you didn’t like to celebrate it anymore.

“Love?” He called out, you heard him and gave a soft “hmm” as you continued to type the words down on your laptop. He opened the door a little more and walked in. After closing the door to give you both the privacy that you knew you’d need, you finished typing the last sentence then looked up at your boyfriend. “How are you feelin’?”

“I’m fine, baby.” Joe could hear the irritation in your voice, but it dropped when you said “baby”. His brown eyes were soft as he walked over to you and sat on the edge of your desk. Joe grasped a hold of your hands pulling them away from your laptop and holding them in his.

“You don’t sound fine, my love.” You hated how well he knew more about your emotions than you did sometimes. “What’s been going on in that head of yours?”

You exhaled and dropped your head resting it on his thigh. He released one of your hands and with his now free hand it fell into your hair and rested on top of your head. “My dad called, he left a voicemail but I haven’t listened to it.” You hesitated before saying the next set of words. “I’m scared.”

Joe understood that you had an estranged relationship with your parents and sister, he knew everything about what had happened. You had told him how you often felt that you should just go back and apologize even though you didn’t do anything. You still carried that with you even now, all these years later. It was part of the reason why he hadn’t pushed you into meeting his parents and the rest of his family.

He knew it was a big step for you and you’d do it when you were ready. They were already so excited to meet you in person but they understood that you weren’t ready. You had talked to them a few times over the phone when Joe was having a conversation but other than that nothing further has happened. You didn’t think you’d be ready to meet them in person until you fixed what happened between you and your family. Joe gently moved his hand through your hair, his touch comforting you in your time of need.

“Do you want to listen to it while I’m here with you?”

He kept his gaze soft as you lifted your head to stare back at home with slightly glazed eyes. Any moment you felt like you would start crying, those glazed eyes would turn into actual tears that would stain your face. But you need to be strong for yourself. Everly and August sat in the living room waiting and hoping that Joe would be able to get through to you. Your boyfriend pulled you over to the couch and you sat down next to each other.

You were staring down at it, not moving to unlock it. “Take all the time you need. You don’t need to rush it.” You don’t know what you did to deserve Joe, you really didn’t. You knew deep down that you weren’t meant to be with him forever but you were so thankful he had come into your life when he did.

“I don’t wanna do this alone anymore.” You whispered softly as the tears started to trickle down your cheeks, eventually coming to the edge of your chin. Some fell down your neck, while a few managed to fall onto your pants. You looked away from Joe, not able to stare at him, afraid that he would get up and walk out of this room out of the apartment and out of your life for good.

“Hey, look at me, darlin’.” Joe’s voice was calm all things considered. You slowly turned back to look at him. His face was soft, nothing about his posture indicated that he was going to leave you but you still didn’t want to believe it.

“You don’t have to do this alone anymore. I am here, and I don’t plan on leaving you behind.” He stopped himself, he wanted to say those three words that you two had been dancing around for the last few months. But he wasn’t sure if it was the right time for it.

“Just tell her already for crying out loud!” Everly shouted out.

You looked at him in confusion as you wiped the tears away from your face. “Tell me what?” You asked.

Joe hesitated for a few seconds, “I-I love you. I’ve loved you from the very moment I saw you at the con with Everly. And I don’t plan to stop loving you.” Joe leaned towards you, his nose grazing yours.

“I love you too.” You smiled softly at him. You and Joe laughed when you heard Everly and August scream in joy at the words that had now fallen from both your lips.

“It’s about damn time!” Everly shouted.

“Leave them be, Eve.” August’s voice was almost a whisper as she talked to her girlfriend but you and Joe could still hear her.

You looked down at your unlocked phone, then looked back at Joe. “I’m ready.” Joe nodded his head, you pulled up the voicemail, then you hit play on the most recent message that was from your dad.

“Hi, sweets, I know it's uh… been a while since we talked to you and before I get to the main reason I’m calling you, I need you to know that we are so sorry. We should’ve been there to help you recover and that wasn’t fair to you.” There was a pause on your father’s end and you could hear someone else talking to him, it could either be your mom or your sister. “I didn’t want to tell you this especially on your birthday, I need you to come home for a few days, maybe longer. You can bring anyone you want but it’s not under the best circumstances. So please call me when you get this. I love you so much, and happy birthday, angel.” The voicemail stopped, but you were aching to know what he was talking about.

You quickly moved your fingers around to call your dad back. “I’m going to call him back, I mean that’s the right way to go, right?” You looked at Joe, your voice hesitant as you asked the question.

“You do what you think you need to do, love. But I think you already know what you want to do.”

Your finger hung over your dad’s contact name. You were hesitating to say the least but you knew it was something you had to do, Joe was right about that. You closed your eyes for a brief moment going over all the possible outcomes of what your father could possibly want to tell you. Did something happen to him, was he okay? Did something happen to your sister, or your mother? Or someone else on your side of the family. The list was endless. You finally pressed the call button and placed it on speaker so Joe could listen in as well. After the first line rang your father’s voice crashed to your ears.

“Hi, dad.” Your voice was quiet, and panic was running through it. This was the first contact you had with him in a few years.

“Sweets, thank god you called back. I need you to come home, okay?” You could hear the sadness in his voice, which truly meant that something had happened.

“Why? What’s happened?”

“It’s your mom. She uh… passed away last night.” Your father started to break down. The phone fell from your hand and Joe was quick to catch it. He set it on the table, then he turned back towards you and pulled you into his embrace as a sob ripped through your throat. Everly and August were now standing at the door, eyes on you as you and your father both cried.

“How did it happen?” Everly asked for you, knowing very well that would be your next question.

“It was a car accident.” A new voice ran through your ears, it was your sister. No shock she was there with your dad being the strong one. Or at least trying to be. Joe held onto you tighter, his chin resting on top of your head as you rested your head on his chest and cried into it.

“I’ll be home on the next flight.” You spoke through tears.

───── ❝ ◂ ❚ ⊱ꕥ⊰ ❚ ▸ ❞ ─────

He was there for you every moment, never once leaving your side while you grieved the loss of your mother with your father and sister. It was a beautiful day on the day of your mothers funeral, laying her to rest on a day such as this made it hurt slightly less. The entire time the pastor had been talking you were stuck in your head thinking about all the times you had ignored phone calls from your mother. If you had just picked up and said hello maybe you could’ve had a better relationship with her, now you know you’ll never get the chance to build one with her again.

You hadn’t talked much since you, Joe, Everly, and August arrived back home. This had been the first time Joe had been here that wasn’t for a con and it was so different being here under these circumstances. Everly was worried to high heaven about you and August was worrying about her worrying about you. The two knew how you could get when you felt like you were drowning in the water.

Your head rested on Joe’s shoulder as tears fell down your face. Everly was holding onto your free hand, it was a tight grip one that allowed you to stay grounded. But Joe was really holding you there. He had been there to be a shoulder to cry on since you had found out about the news of your mother, you realized in this moment, this exact moment that he could be the person you could fall into when something was going on and you didn’t want to let that go.

You looked around at the people that were there, that knew your mother. But your eyes landed on your sister. You wanted to say she was glaring at you, but she wasn’t. She was looking at you with a look of sympathy on her face and a smudge of regret. But it disappeared when she noticed you staring at her. You pulled your eyes away from her and looked back towards the casket.

“I’m gonna go talk to my sister after this.” You whispered, but loud enough for Everly and Joe to hear you. The two exchanged a look with each other before their eyes fell onto you.

“Are you sure? Do you want one of us to come with you?” Everly asked.

“Yes, I’m sure. And no, I need to talk to her alone. It’d be better that way anyway.”

Joe placed a kiss on your hair, “whatever you need to do, love, we’ll be here waiting for you.” His sweet words made your heart thump loudly in your chest. You still weren’t sure how you’d gotten lucky with him, but you were so happy to have him in your life, happier than you had been in a long time.

As your mother’s casket started to go down in her grave everyone started to disperse, they would be heading back to your parents house for a little get together. Something your mother always loved doing. She had always loved having people in her home, she wanted everyone who stepped foot in her house to feel loved. Though it felt differently when she had blindsided you by taking your sister’s side.

You separated yourself from Joe, Everly, and August and walked over to your sister. Her boyfriend, the one you had been accused of sleeping with was standing next to her. Your father was talking to one of your mother’s brother and sister. You walked past the three of them coming to a stop in front of your sister and her boyfriend.

“Hi, Juni.” You said, remaining calm even though you wanted to scream at her for what she had done.

“Please, don’t call me that.” Juniper said, glaring daggers at you.

“Right, sorry.” You winced after the word left your lips.

“Can you give a few minutes to talk alone, please?” Juniper questioned her boyfriend. He looked between the two of you and gave a nod of his head. He placed a kiss on Mallory’s hair and walked away from them joining your father, Uncle and Aunt.

“How are you doing, Juniper?” Joe watched from afar, your hands behind your back as you tried to stay calm.

“I’m okay, what about you?”

“Yeah, I’m doing as good as I could be. Did you get to say goodbye to mom?”

“No I didn’t, we had an argument before she left.” You didn’t like where this was going, not one bit. “Mom, she knew that you knew she was dying but for some reason she wanted to spend whatever time left she had with you because she missed you. And I told her that she didn’t need to go. It’s your fault mom is dead, just like that car accident was your fault.”

You shook your head, the tears falling down your face again. “No, what happened to mom wasn’t my fault. And that car accident wasn’t mine, you were the one driving, not me, I just wanted to get you away from everyone so I could convince you that I didn’t sleep with your boyfriend. If we hadn’t even gone out that night…”

“What? You would’ve slept with my boyfriend some more?” Joe stepped forward ready to run to you but Everly and August both grabbed a hold of his arm stopping him before he could go.

“I didn’t sleep with him, Juniper. He’s a fucking pig for crying out loud and the fact that you’re still with him, well that’s on you. Not me, as for the car accident, you can blame me all you want but you weren’t the one who had to stay in the car and wait for rescue to get you out, you weren’t the one who had to spend months learning how to walk again. You weren’t the one who didn’t have her family in her corner because her sister somehow convinced their mother and father that I was the slut.”

Everyone was staring at you now, but you didn’t care you needed this to come out. You needed to move on and you felt this was the only way you could possibly do so.

“I-I’m sorry.” Your sister whispered looking down at the ground.

You scoffed. “If you were sorry, you would’ve told mom and dad the truth, you would’ve told them that your best friend was the one who slept with your boyfriend, not me. And the fact that you knew but chose to put the blame on me then refused to fix it when I was trying everything. Yeah some sister you are. And you have no right to blame me for mom’s accident, it’s not my fault that she wanted to come see me.” You turned away and started to walk away from your sister. She had tears in her eyes as she followed after you.

“Please, don’t do this.”

“Don’t do what? You hurt me, in more ways than one. You did, me walking away is something you could’ve avoided if you just fucking listened to me. If you had just let me explain myself better to mom and dad. You didn’t even give me a chance Juni. I was just left as bait for the sharks.” You went to turn away but then you stopped in your tracks and turned back towards your sister. “I don’t ever want you to contact me again.”

You held yourself up high, your dad was begging you to not do this but you had to. When you made it to Joe you collapsed into his arms. He caught you and turned around with you walking back towards the car.

“Let’s get you home love.” You nodded your head, Everly and August followed right behind you. After that day you never saw your sister, your father had contacted you a few days later to apologize and you told him that when you were ready you’d talk to your sister.

When you and Joe got married you had called your sister and she had apologized to you for everything that had happened. You discovered that after you had left the funeral she had broken up with her boyfriend and told dad what had actually happened. You accepted her apology but told her that she would have to earn her trust again. But you wanted her at your wedding so for the day you would set everything aside so she could be there. Joe was there even when you didn’t want him to be there.

And even now you couldn’t be more thankful to have him in your life, to be able to call him your husband and the father of your children. Whenever you needed to fall into Joe, he was there for you just like you were for him. Your sister and her husband were visiting you and Joe, Everly and August were over as well, they had brought their daughter with them to have a little playdate with your son. You sat in the room watching the kids play, making sure they got along. Your hand rested on top of your baby bump, a smile on your lips.

Joe stood at the door watching you, seeing you glowing. He stepped into the room and placed his hand on top of yours. “How are my girls doing?” He asked, you turned your head to him, your smile growing bigger.

“We’re doing good. How’s everyone else?” You asked.

“Good, you’re dad’s here now. So your sister is ready to share her surprise with everyone.”

“Well, almost everyone. She told me what it was. Can you help me up?” You asked. Joe nodded his head, stood up, his hands fit into yours. He pulled you up and closed the space between the two of you, his lips fell onto yours and you kissed him back.

“Ew, mommy, daddy, stop.” Your son cried out, the two of you laughed and you looked at the children still in the room.

“Come on you two, Auntie Juni has something she wants to share with everyone.” Joe called out holding his hands out to the kids. You watched Joe pick the two up and walk out of the room. You followed behind him heading back into the living room. Juni grabbed a hold of your hand and pulled you to the side.

“I can’t do this.” Juni whispered, staring at you with panicked blue eyes.

“It’s okay Juni, you’re gonna be okay. You got this. I’ll be right next to you when you tell them.” You smiled brightly at your sister. There were two things she would be telling everyone, but only one of them you knew about because she had gone to you in her time of need. Juni looked back at you after the two of you had walked to the center of the room. You smiled at her and gave a nod. Your eyes found Joe, your son was sitting in his lap, the cutest sight you could ever say.

“So first order of business.” Juni said, looking at everyone. Her eyes found the man she had fallen in love with. “Josh and I eloped, we just thought it was best for the two of us.” Shock and happiness washed through everyone, they all smiled and cheered at the news.

“We will be having a small ceremony though for everyone since you couldn’t get a wedding.” Josh mentioned.

“Onto the next order of business. I uh, I’ve been keeping this secret from everyone because I was scared. I didn’t think I was cut out for this next part of my life, but having Josh in it and all of you, I know I can do this.” Juni looked back at you again, you walked up to her and grabbed a hold of her hand holding it in yours. “I’m pregnant.” Juni said excitedly. You wrapped your arm around your sister, a bubbly smile on your face.

Joe had seen you happy a handful of times, at your wedding, when you found out you were pregnant with your son, when you gave birth to your son, when you found out you were pregnant again, and now standing with your sister as she told everyone the happy news. You stepped away from your sister and walked over to Joe sitting down next to him. Your son climbed out of his dad’s lap and ran over to his Aunt and Uncle.

“Thank you.” You whispered, grabbing a hold of Joe’s hand and pulling it up to your lips to kiss it.

“For what, darling?” Joe asked as he leaned back and wrapped an arm around you.

You moved back into his chest and allowed your head to fall into his neck. “For allowing me to fall into you when I needed an anchor.”

“I’d do it over and over again if it meant you’re happy. I love you.” He placed a kiss on your hair.

“I love you too!” The two of you watched from the couch as everyone laughed and talked about the news of two new babies that would be joining the family.

#joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn #reader insert #x reader #real person insert #real person fiction #Spotify

[whumpty-dumpty]

Homeland

(2011-2020)

Peter Quinn (Rupert Friend)

Whump List

2x06 shot in the stomach, bloody mouth

2x07 in hospital, discharging himself, in pain,

3x03 Brody: shot in the stomach, field medicine, in severe pain, drugged for the pain, captured, hit, tied up, drug abuse

3x07 confesses to a murder he didn't do, feeling ashamed

4x02 drunk, protective, starts a fight

5x04 shot in the side, field medicine, in severe pain, screaming, passes out in friends arms

5x05 still in pain, fever, worried friend, helped walkin, stumbling, septic wound, unconscious, wound treated, shivering, sweating, helped drinking, wound bleeding again, running away, trying to kill himself to protect his friend, passed out

5x06 rescued by a stranger, wound treated, weak, in pain, beaten, in a fight, slashed with a knife, hit on his wound

5x08 knocked out, tied up, gagged

5x09 still bound, manhandled, held at gunpoint, chained to a wall, poisoned by sarin gas

5x10 video of him suffering, vomiting and slowly dying from the gas is broadcasted on TV, found alive, in hospital, unconscious,

5x11 still in hospital, woken up from a coma to be questioned, seizure, stroke

5x12 still unconscious in hospital

6x01 left physically and verbally disabled by the stroke, ignoring physical therapy, PTSD, drug abuse, knocked out, panic attack, manhandled, afraid,

6x02 refuses to take his meds, seizure, partial amnesia, watching the video of him being poisoned

6x03 nightmare, waking up screaming, comforted,

6x05 arrested, manhandled

6x06 found beaten up, bruised, afraid, backing away into a corner, tied to a bed and gagged, injected with a sedative, kidnapped

6x07 weak and disoriented

6x08 shot at, bullet grazes his head, bleeding, watching his friend die, shot in the shoulder

6x11 nervous breakdown, very depressed, caught in explosion

6x12 shot to death while saving Carrie and the president-elect

#whump list #homeland #whump

[starry-hughes]

a while ago we talked ab how mooch was like “i’m not gonna go to physical therapy anymore” and i can only imagine she says something similar to her parents when she’s overwhelmed with hockey. or maybe at some point when her brothers are home she’s like “i’m quitting hockey after this season” and everyone just stops eating and looks at her like .what.

and she prob gets too stressed out with the questions and just locks herself in her room, so quinny comes to her door a little later and basically tells her how he felt the same and he wants to help her

“i’m quitting hockey.” she stated in the middle of thanksgiving dinner. everyone’s jaws drop. “why?” jim questions first. “aren’t you going to college for hockey?” luke asks. “what about playing in the league?” jack questions.

mooch left the table after that. too sick to her stomach to finish food. she locked herself in her room. a couple of hours later, quinn softly knocks. “i brought you some food, since i know you didn’t eat all of your dinner. and i brought dessert.”

she let quinn in and quietly ate while he ate there. “want to talk about how overwhelmed you are? how crushing it feels to be where you are? like you aren’t good enough?” quinn asked. her eyes widened “how did you know?”

quinn chuckled a little. “because i know you. and i also went through it.”

she’s quiet after that, just thinking as tears pool in her eyes. “i love hockey but it’s so much,” she finally choked out, letting her body fall into quinn’s as sobs racked her body. “shh i got you, it’s okay.”

#osu!hughes sister

[ohblackdiamond]

various influences on my silly fanfics

gnosticism is probably the ultimate drive of most of my fics. you know, besides the need to write a bunch of smut.

tennessee williams --particularly "cat on a hot tin roof" as the perma-adolescence and perma-self-pitying brick has consigned himself to parallels that of aging rockstars pretty accurately. williams' reliance on implication rather than statement, motivated though it was by the times, is also something i've pulled from.

mr. skeffington --end scene was a pivotal inspiration for "back to the garden." "mr. skeffington has come home."

whatever happened to baby jane? --next to last scene, particularly for my paul/peter stuff. ~*~you mean, all this time, we could've been friends?~*~

utena --the black rose saga and apocalypse arc in particular. in the black rose saga, the duelists end up in what amounts to an inverted/twisted therapy session/confessional where they reveal their true motivations. shiori's was a big influence on "little t&a" ("what i did with him made me feel even more pathetic than before" and the "it's no use, it's just no use") and various other fics to one degree or another. juri's constant holding of shiori at arm's length, while shiori tries any means at all to get back at her/force juri's attention on her, is pretty intriguing. the entire utena series is a mess but it's fascinating, with its theme of cyclical hurt.

evangelion --hurt people hurt people, news at 5. this series is still dear to me (and was once very dear to my wallet), and i hold a peculiar fondness for the maligned rebuild movie series, as in it (not the largest theme of the series), asuka and shinji effectively move past each other; asuka ostensibly "grows up," but can't let go. the eventual bridging of the gaps between them was influential.

solaris --more on how our limited, surface understanding of even the people most important to us has a pretty grave impact, all on a weird sci-fi backdrop. i'm not giving this one the introspective review it deserves, but it's more than worth the watch.

la strada --anthony quinn doing the same carnival stunt over and over.

requiem for a heavyweight --way past his prime, physically destroyed boxer tries to make a life for himself outside of the ring, and finds out he can't.

rocky --underdog ends up with a shot at the title. ends up with four million sequels, franchised, overbulked, and overproduced. and he keeps going. and he keeps going! and he keeps going! does this remind you of anything? because it should.

performance --i have discussed this one at length but the down-but-not-yet-out rockstar has pretty obvious parallels to kiss.

spinal tap --oh, come on. this scene is a kiss reference.

#kiss fanfiction

[moregraceful]

trick or treat! 🎃

HAPPY HALLOWEEN MAGGIE HOPETORUN here's a snippet of the brady/quinn other!vancouver sequel that is more of an outline than a piece of fic, which is why I feel comfortable sharing it. also bc I love talking about how Mark Stone is everybody's dad. Mark Stone I love u so bad.

also this is a little creepy bc it's from Brady's POV sorry

;;

Brady doesn’t usually remember his dreams, but he knows this one is going down in history. It’s the kind of thing a guy should probably go to therapy for, not that he ever would. Like, what does he even say? i had a nightmare that every game of hockey was win or die? not in a metaphorical sense but in a real, physical sense?

They’re losing players as they make their way across western Canada. Brady is sick with it, the way the team keeps shrinking. Calling up players from the minors just to watch them get sacrificed on altars made out of ice and rock. Hidden altars, deep in arenas where no one can hear them scream.

Brady can hear them scream. His hearing has always been too good. It was a blessing when he was growing up and ratting out his siblings for keeping secrets, but it’s terrible now, two floors above a basement where his teammates are taken to a room, scream one loud song, and never return.

He wants, very pathetically, Mark Stone back. He misses Mark. Mark was stalwart, unflappable. In—in real life, of course, not like this. But Mark kept him safe: from media, from nosy fans, from the hurt and harm of a rookie year in a struggling franchise. Mark wasn’t that much older than him, but he was the kind of vet everyone always wanted on their team, generous with his time, with his wisdom, with his life. If Mark were here, Brady thinks he’d be okay. None of this would be happening.

Did Mark die in a city before Brady started dreaming? Brady feels like he’s been sleeping for days, like he’s in a world that existed before he started dreaming it. It makes him sick to think that Mark might be dead. Hopefully—hopefully he’s just in Vegas. Like in the real world. Brady puts it out of his mind. 

They lose a rookie in Calgary. Matthew’s not there, which Brady tries not to think about.

#i WILL make this fucking fic come together SOMEDAY i WILL!!!! #cage replies #hopetorun #MAGGIE #the internal worldbuilding logic of this series is devolving. good thing i refuse to explain literally any of it

[negative-speedforce]

Look I'm just gonna continue the chain - if your OCs were given the choice to swap with mine, who would they choose?

This one should be easy because you have way less OCs than I do so I'm just going to match as many OCs as you have so the answers don't get too repetitive

Liah chooses to swap places with Mira, since she's used to taking care of a non-human body and she'd be scared to severely injure a human by doing something that her normal body wouldn't be able to handle.

Cassandra switches with Rae. Her shields are extremely useful, and Cassandra, being an extremely pragmatic person, would only want to switch places with someone who had a good power set.

Meredith chooses to switch places with Robin- after all, she's been nearly totally deaf her whole life, and it wouldn't particularly like to be overwhelmed by a completely new sense.

Max chooses to swap places with Madison- he's always wanted superpowers, and having venom and turning invisible sounds like a great way to take out some billionaires and redistribute their wealth.

Siv would switch places with Ophelia, since she knows Ophelia's always wanted superpowers anyway, she can have fun in Siv's body. Meanwhile, Siv relishes in the fact that they can finally reach the top shelf and she grabs down anything from where they can't reach before they have to turn back.

Athena would love to swap places with Eris, since she's definitely the most chaotic figure in her universe, and living as a being who thrives with that chaos would be ideal for her. Have fun dealing with Athena's absolutely horrendous reputation, Eris.

Khalil would switch with Nikoletta, mainly because he'd be curious to see how her shadow magic differed from his own. Nikoletta could enjoy being able to touch things without being worried about spreading her shadows onto them (my recommendation? she should go visit and pet Jay's therapy dog, Stella)

Pyrrha would probably choose to switch places with Indigo, since I don't think she'd particularly want to go to a universe that was too different to her own. She'd probably also enjoy having a full sense of touch again too.

Torryn would swap places with AJ, since they're already pretty used to living with one eye (technically he can see with both eyes, but their left eye is like a glowing ice blue so he covers it with an eyepatch in order to stay under the radar). He'd also prefer to stay in the body of someone who's used to doing undercover work and all the stunts necessary to do so- Torryn as a secret agent, and AJ as an assassin.

Pippa switches places with Quinn, for completely altruistic reasons, because Quinn in Pippa's body will get a taste of what being a speedster in the best shape of her life is like. Quinn might have a little trouble adjusting to Pippa's body proportions (short and stout rather than tall and lanky), but I think she'd enjoy it.

Onnie would want to switch places with Katherine, solely for Katherine's connection with the gods. Onnie would love to manipulate the hell out of that, fuelling their own god complex even further. Have fun with eldritch horror powers, Katherine.

Jay would love to swap places with Jasper, but only with their consent, since Jay's physically disabled, but he would love to be in a body that was free from pain for once, and he'd probably end up doing a lot of good with Jasper's empath abilities.

Hailey would want to switch with Prometheus, since as a dream, Prometheus is vaguely similar to Hailey's ghostly status, and it would be really hard for her to adapt to being in a living person's body again.

Arya would probably want to switch places with Kestrel, since they honestly couldn't imagine living without the ability to shapeshift whenever they feel the need to. They'd probably use it as an opportunity to look for other Fae creatures, since they haven't talked to anyone from their realm in centuries.

#ask revan #oc shit #other people's ocs #pax ocs #liah abdul #cassandra stevens #meredith alatorre-thawne #max seng #siv thawne #athena stonehenge #khalil stevens #pyrrha auclair #torryn perris #pippa lowe #onnie thawne #jay barron #hailey laurence #OC: Arya #practically-an-x-man

[sleepyeye17]

Steddie gym WIP

Steve came by the gym after work to pick up Eddie, who was just finishing up physical therapy. Steve watched for a few minutes as Eddie went through final stretches. Eddie’s back was to him, and Steve admired the smooth lean muscles in his shoulders. Eddie often got bored with the slow stretches, preferring cardio and dancing. He’d already re-injured himself several times by going too fast.

“Now roll down slowly,” the therapist said. “Slower. Slower, Eddie.”

Eddie rolled down until he was bent at the waist and touching his toes. Steve’s admiration quickly turned into something else entirely. He felt his face blushing scarlet.

“And sway from side to side,” the therapist said.

Was it hot in here? It felt hot in here.

“Shake it out,” the therapist said.

Okay, now Steve was sure the PT was just torturing him. He turned to leave. He would meet Eddie out in the lobby.

“Hey, Steve.”

Eddie’s head was between his knees, and he was grinning, looking more evil than normal upside-down. Steve cleared his throat.

“Hi, Eddie. You’re looking… flexible.”

#eddie munson #steddie #joseph quinn #steve harrington #stranger things #joe keery #joe quinn #steddie fluff #steddie wip #wip #physical therapy #physical therapy but make it hot #there will be boxing involved

[bisexualicontimdrake]

Ok so I’m high so I’m gonna write a lil blurb.

“Nobody loves you.” That’s the last thing the mobster said before Jason slammed his pistol into his head with a solid thunk.

‘Wrong’ thought Jason as he took aim at another mobster. ‘’my dad loves me’. He thinks to earlier that day in the cave as he and Bruce finished the a tune-up on Dick’s bike.

“I’m proud of you Jay” grunted Bruce as he fumbled for a socket wrench. Confused, Jason turned to look at him. “I know I don’t say it enough” Bruce continued “but you’ve come a long way. You’ve done your therapy, you made your amends, and even at your lowest, I never stopped being proud of you and no matter where you go, I’ll love you, son”

Jason looked at Bruce as if Harley Quinn hit him with her mallet, at a loss for words.

“I love you too, dad”

He thinks back to his times free running through the Gotham Skyline with Dick. Dick laughing in the wind as Jason threatened to beat him with a crowbar for a horrible pun. To when when they were just kids, sharing hushed secrets at night, Dick telling him about his relationship with Wally.

“I’m gay’ Dick barely whispered “and I’m dating Wally. Have been since I was Robin.” Jason thinks of the red-headed boy. Cocky, quick, but also compassionate. He also thinks of another certain redhead that’s on his mind. “Does Bruce know?” Jason whispered back. Dick’s eyes widened in fear “No! And you can’t tell him. Cross your heart” and so Jason did. “I love you Little Wing” Dick mumbled as they fell asleep watching a movie that neither had paid attention to. “Thanks for being here.” “I love you too” came Jason’s quiet reply. Knowing that while he would never tell another soul, he’d definitely remind the speedster that he wasn’t afraid to go Gotham on his ass if he hurts Dick the next time he saw the mouthy speedster at the manor.

He thinks about spending time Tim, as the he listened to his little brother passionately go on about how The Bride in Kill Bill was actually the villain. He thinks back to Tim’s first date with Kon. Tim was so nervous, he developed a slight twitch in his eye. “You’re gonna be fine” Jason said. “Kids crazy about you. We can all see it” it didn’t hurt that Jason cornered Kon a week before, asking him what his plans were for his little brother, while subtly reminding him of the special green jewelry Bruce kept in the cave.

Later that evening, when Tim came home, hair tousled and eyes as bright as the first time he grappled through the narrow Gotham buildings. Jason knew that his little brother was head over heels. “I’m happy for you” Jason said, handing Tim coffee that he didn’t need. Awkwardly, Tim threw his arms around Jason “love you” Jason stood there in a mild shock as Tim didn’t initiate physical contact frequently. Finally, he put the mugs down, and hugged his brother right back. “Love you too”.

He thinks about Damian and their sparring matches and prank wars. Which occasionally led to all-out brawls, until Alfred ushered them outside. He thinks about seeing Damian asleep next to Jon and Bat-cow with Titus curled tight at their feet, hands loosely tangled together. As Jason got his phone out to snap a picture, he sees Damian’s eyes open “I will kill you Todd” the brat whispered so quietly, Jason thought he was hearing things. He snapped a photo anyways, Baby bat would thank him later. And he did, with a cheap shot punch to the face but not before Jason noticed the photo as his phones background.

He thinks about his boyfriend, as Roy works on a specialized pistol for Jason that would fire target non-lethal, but hilarious rounds (Jason’s favorite was the chewing gum bullet). With his hair pushed back in a messy bun and his eyes deep in thought. “He better know I only do this because I love him” Roy mumbled, with a screwdriver held precariously in his lips. “Oh I do. Don’t worry” Jason said, startling his boyfriend and sending him off of his stool, arms flailing and landing on top of Jason. “Not anymore I don’t” Roy said with the same tone Bruce did when he caught Selina leaning a little too close to a diamond at the museum. “But you do” replied Jason, planting a kiss on the older man’s forehead. “But I do” Roy whispered, curling into Jason’s broad chest.

He thinks about the others. Selina teaching him to pickpocket at Gala’s for fun, to quiet nights at the bell tower with Babs, helping put specialized tech on her wheelchair as Haly chews on a bone close by. Sitting at his favorite gargoyle with Cass and Stephanie, looking at the two of them, wondering will they or won’t they as they gossip about the latest rogue drama. He thinks about Harley as she tries to give him an impromptu therapy session during the middle of the two breaking up a drug bust, bleached hair swinging as wildly as her bat. He thinks back to Ivy, rescuing them from the same drug bust. Too annoyed with being woken up to try and poison him, but still giving her patented “fuck me” eyes to Harley.

He thinks about Bart, Cassie, Kori, Donna, Kyle, Diana, Dinah, Lois, Clark, Alfred, and Kate. Knowing that he does have people who love him. No matter what.

“Fuck you” Jason spat at the final mobster “I am loved”

#batman #jason todd #batfam #red hood #tim drake #dick grayson #red robin #dc pride #gotham knights #bird bros #dc comics #batman and robin #cassie sandsmark #donna troy #wally west #roy harper #connor kent #diana prince #wonder woman #titans #young justice #first fic #please be nice

[toasttt11]

introducing viola

Viola Hughes the only sister of the Hughes family and the youngest. She’s the perfect blend of her three siblings, Quinn’s compassion, Jack’s sass and Luke’s nonchalant personality. She’s easily the boys favorite sibling but she loves all of them completely equally.

Ellen had found out she was pregnant when they were looking at houses in Toronto for their move so they waited until the baby was born to move, Viola was born in Boston but within a month of being born they moved to Toronto for the next twelve years.

Viola grew up with being around the ice and watching her whole family always be on the ice so it was natural that she grew to love the sport just as much as her family does.

In the beginning of June, 2021 had her license for about a month and she was driving home from a friends house at night and a storm came out a nowhere and she was hit on the side of her car by a drunk driver making her flip multiple times, she was severely injured and rushed to the emergency room and her family came rushing in.

She had a broken rib that punctured her lungs and had to have a surgery, a broken collarbone, left elbow and wrist broken and a sprained right wrist and she had many cuts and scraps across her body.

They didn’t even know if she would be able to play hockey again. It devastated Viola especially because days before she was drafted first overall in the QMJHL, she did end up being able to play again but she missed half of the season, she was out for six months.

Out of all of her brothers friends she has always been closer to Cole, Viola met Cole when she was only six and grew up thinking of him as another brother. Cole was really exicted when she got drafted to the Drummondville Voltigeurs because the team is very close to where he lives and he offered for her to live with him for the two years.

When Viola moved in with Cole the start of first season with the Drummondville Voltigeurs she was still recovering from her accident and was just cleared to start physical therapy so Cole was the one who went to every appointment with her and encouraged her when she was down and discouraged, the one who got her icecream to make her days better and the one who held her on her hard days all well getting use to being in the NHL.

Viola had met Logan when she was waiting for Luke to finish practice and they started talking becoming each others best friend, Logan was drafted to the Coyotes the year before her and they were both drafted third overall and they have their rookie year togetehr and become roommates on the road and share an apartment.

Viola met Maveric when she was in one of her darkest periods of her life and when Maveric became her friend he started making her light back up. Cole watched as Maveric made the old Viola come back.

Viola has met Clayton when he played with Quinn and she was very young, when she drafted to the coyotes Clayton was one of the first people to text her and congratulate her, he also offered his guest room to her anytime she needed it, she ended up living with him for her whole rookie year and he really took her under his wing and became a mentor to her.

#violahughesau #vh5 #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #luke hughes x oc #quinn hughes x oc #jack hughes x oc #clayton keller #logan cooley #arizona coyotes #new jersey devils #vancouver canucks #maveric lamoureux x oc #maveric lamoureux #trevor zegras #trevor zegras x oc #cole caufield x oc #cole caufield #nhl x oc #nhl blurbs #nhl au

[batbigbang]

Bat Big Bang: Playboy Therapy

Author: @iwantapettiger Artist(s): @trekkele

Rating: Explicit Ao3 Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship(s): Lex Luthor/Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne, Batfamily Members & Bruce Wayne Key Characters: Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthor Summary: Bruce Wayne has been benched following an injury. After completing his backlog of work, he escapes the overprotective eyes of his family by pursuing a mystery in Metropolis. Namely, a reformed Lex Luthor, recently returned to the public eye. Luthor's quiet new image is at odds with the LexCorp technology found in the possession of Harley Quinn. With Luthor's technology rivaling his own, the only way to get close is physically. Something his playboy persona is very good at. With all this time away from Gotham someone might think Bruce is avoiding it… Word Count: 63,039

Author’s Notes: I’ve been writing fanfics for a long time and recently gathered up the courage to try to properly post them. I saw the challenge and decided to interact with others in the community and force myself to focus on publishing a work in full. I decided on this one as I had quite a bit of material. Most importantly I really wanted to see Lex/Bruce art. Rikki/Trekkle, the amazing artist I was paired with, has provided! I ended up finally having my own fanfic author moment where a bunch of personal stuff happened but I still really had to write this fic. The kind mod team and Trekkle have been very understanding and I appreciate it so much. Having the art to look at has given me motivation to work on the longest thing I have ever written. It was far more difficult than I expected, as I don’t usually publish, editing is an unfamiliar skill. It’s taught me a lot about where I can improve. I hope that publishing this will encourage me to publish more work so that I can become a better writer. Here’s to the five other people in the Lex/Bruce tag!

Artist’s Notes: I had such a good time working with this fic, which is an absolutely delightful tangle of identity porn and unexpected character development and fantastic plot work. I wanted to incorporate as much as I could of the reactions around Bruce and Lex, which were so much fun to read, into my art for this fic, and a comic page felt like it could really catch that relationship developing over time. And since Bruce flirts his way into a corner with Lex, which is a very Cher-in-Clueless move, a mock rom-com poster felt like the obvious choice for this fic. Tigoon was such a dream to work with, I had a great time reading their fic and trying to guess what happens next. 

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#2023 bat big bang #brulex #bruce wayne #lex luthor #clark kent #batfam

[beelicious-and-fictitious]

Lip Piercing

Summary || [Eddie Munson X Female Reader] To you it's just an insignificant piece of jewelry, but to him it's everything

Labret (bottom lip piercing) || 2.1k words || NO BETA/ BARELY EDITED, Post High School Graduation, Slightly Insecure Reader, Eddie Being Adorkable And Inanely Flirty, Descriptions of Intolerant World View, First Kiss, Light NSFW Ending

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It's your turn to host tonight's party meeting. From the minute Eddie Munson graduated, the party was adamant that he continue to be a part of Hellfire club. And while he wasn't allowed on school premises by school administration anymore, he had taken up the unofficial positions of Hellfire Presidential Advisor and Newbie Mentor. 

It's not that the new Hellfire cabinet didn't know how to teach, it's more like they lacked the time and patience to do it themselves. Lucas had to quit both of his extracurriculars to help Max recover in physical therapy, and president Dustin and vice president Mike did their best to balance all of their club responsibilities with their school and non-Hellfire relationships. 

"It's just a little extra hand," Eddie had reasoned to himself. "A couple hours every week spreading the joy of the greatest fantasy game ever created." 

But you knew Eddie better. He missed the club. And on top of that, his garage band had also had to take a hiatus after Jeff got an unexpected full ride scholarship from some out of state college and their drummer's messy parental divorce forced him to move to Iowa. Between losing friends and being bottom rung at his new garage shop job, you knew he was holding back how much the changes were affecting him. 

That's why you invited him over to your house hours early to help set up. Normally, if he had the time available, you'd use Steve or other older members of the gang, but today you just wanted to spend some time alone with your good friend to make sure he was okay. You gave him a list of supplies to pick up and told him to meet you at yours after your quick morning shift. 

It's unlike Eddie to show up on time but he's close enough– only ten minutes late. You can hear the retching growl of his elderly van pulling off the road and into the grass in front of your house. Smiling, you wipe your hands on the kitchen cloth and subconsciously turn your body to the side door, only to be surprised to hear a knock at your front door. 

It takes you a moment of confusion before you open it to find that, yes, it was still Eddie. He looked just as surprised to see you as you were to see him (and seemed to be glancing downward at something). 

"Hey Ed," you say slowly. "You never come through this door…" 

It was just known. Eddie had always been welcome in your house which was too small to be called a bungalow but only slightly roomier than the trailer he lived in. The only people who used the front door were solicitors and your new friends– but Eddie always came through the side door, never a knock between them because he was always expected. It made a part of you sad that things had seemed to change so much in just a few months. 

He was still staring at you with a dumbstruck expression. It made you self conscious enough to look down yourself and check for possible stains on your shirt. Did you forget to wear a bra, perhaps? But when you looked, you found nothing out of the ordinary and looked back up at him, puzzled. 

"What? What's wrong?" 

Eddie shook his head quickly and skirted around you into the house, calling quickly, "nothing, nothing! It's just… didn't want to walk in on you in case your boyfriend was around." 

You snorted as you closed the door. "Boyfriend? What boyfriend?" 

"The Keeley guy, remember?" 

"Oh!" You rubbed a hand over your arm. "Oh that was a while ago; we never even made it to a third date. I can't believe I haven't talked to you about it, that was a month ago…" 

You feel increasingly troubled, but Eddie just bumps his forehead on your shoulder playfully. "Don't worry about it, we both got busy, that's all. I promise I'll use the side door next time. Your package, as requested." 

Then he presented the grocery bags filled with the party supplies. You take them and spread them out on your kitchen counter, talking as you do. “Thanks Ed. And thanks for coming over early to help me set up, I really appreciate it." 

Eddie nods from his position leaning against the counter. He hasn't offered further help nor does he seem particularly talkative despite all the things that you missed out on. He just continues to lean on the counter top with a mysterious smile and mischief in his eyes. 

You finally pause shifting party materials and cock a hand on your hip. "What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?" 

Something swirls in the pit of your stomach as his smile quirks up in the corner. His eyes are trained on your lips and refuse to go anywhere else. It's a look you had seen Robin give Nancy from time to time before they got together. 

It's the kind of look you are not supposed to give to a girl who is 'just your friend.' 

Nervous about pointing out the flirty look even if jokingly, you subconsciously tuck your bottom lip between your teeth– and feel metal. 

Your whole body shudders. "Oh…" 

Your hand moves to cover the labret piercing, which you never ever ever wore in public or even told anybody about after you got it. It had been your silly little secret for a time and you had clumsily put it in the second you got home entirely out of habit, completely forgetting that Eddie counted as early company. 

For his part, Eddie seemed deeply amused by your weak attempt to hide the jewelry that had been winking at him in the light for the past twenty minutes. "When did you get that?," he asked, still smiling like a menace. 

You roll your eyes indignantly, "a while ago… it's not a big deal…" 

"Sure I just… never knew you had it in you," he replied, twisting his neck to get a view of it around your toying fingers. 

You dropped your hand and sighed, busying yourself with party set up and snack prepping. "It's just a piece of jewelry. It's cute! But everyone in the whole world thinks wearing something on anything other than your ears is a sign that you're a criminal or a devil worshiper." 

"You don't have to tell me," Eddie laughs. 

You shake your head and laugh alongside him. "I get one piercing on my lip, and suddenly everyone thinks I'm a thug, or a harlot, or I'm advocating deviancy of some kind. It has to mean something in their eyes, because they can't just see it for what it is: just… beautiful." 

Eddie slides a hand onto your shoulder and squeezes. Understanding radiates from his body in waves and you feel an unexpected sense of relief wash over you, like a weight lifted that you hadn't known was weighing you down. It's not an important secret, but having kept it to yourself had sort of made it into one. And now Eddie knew. Eddie, who would be the first in line to understand exactly what you mean when you say it's just jewelry. 

"For the record," he says into your ear, "I really like it." 

"You do?," you feel silly for asking because it's Eddie but it slips out of you anyways. 

He has his arms folded over his chest and wears a teasing smile. "Yeah. Goes real well with your chunky sweater and sensible jeans. Very big 'future cool mom' vibes." 

You punch him in the chest and laugh, "oh shut up, asshole!" 

The laughter dies out and you look at the clock, showing an hour before your rowdy guests will start to arrive. You fiddle with the stud, not wanting to take it out just yet but also far from ready to show the rest of the gang. Long, warm fingers wrap lightly around your wrist and pull your hand down, and suddenly you feel yourself being crowded into your counter by Eddie's body and you don't mind it. Nor do you mind how close his pretty face is to yours. 

"I really do like it," he says again in the slowly diminishing space between you. 

Instinctively, your hands find purchase on his hips and draw him flush against your own. It feels natural even though you have never done this before (with him, your friend). "Yeah?..." 

Eddie wants to do something about it. You want Eddie to do something about it. He leans in until his forehead touches yours and heat pools in your stomach feeling the weight of him against you. 

From so close, you can't see the way he bites his bottom lip but you do feel the tip of his nose bump your own. Your need for him aches and you grow impatient enough to tilt your head and barely brush your lips against his. It sets a fire in the blackened pools of his dark eyes as he feels your lips stick to his just a tiny bit upon the light contact. 

And still he hesitates and asks, "Jesus, please tell me this means I can kiss you and not make things weird between us?" 

"Eddie," you say in a scolding tone and dig your fingers into the lapels of his jacket so hard the leather squeaks, "if you don't kiss me right now, I'm going to–" 

Thank god he does because you have no idea what you were going to say next. His lips are incredibly soft and taste of a faint cherry something that only intensifies as he presses your shocked mouth open and licks your tongue. He can feel your body vibrating with need against him and it only makes him more desperate to keep going. His hands cradle your face and his hips press further into yours, effectively trapping you against the counter. And taking your bottom lip in his mouth comes the gratification of feeling the inorganic press of your lip piercing in his mouth. 

One kiss becomes a series of kisses, drawn out and hungry like a flame taking to new and unexpected kindling. Despite its suddenness, it doesn't feel strange, it just feels right. Hell, it feels like a long time coming, actually. Like you've been dancing around wanting each other since the beginning. 

It's Eddie who pulls away first and you find yourself gasping for air, so dizzy that if he hadn't been holding you up, you would surely have collapsed. One of his arms wraps around your back and you feel with some embarrassment that sweat had been collecting in your undershirt and it quickly turns from cold to hot as he holds you there. 

You open your eyes and focus on his lips, unsure of what you might find if you look into his eyes and you are grateful when he doesn't force you to look. 

"Whoa," he sings in a gravelly voice that vibrates in your chest. "That was… intense." 

A chuckle escapes you and you let the air start to clear. Though your dizziness quickly dissipates, your light headedness doesn't fade and you still feel like your floating. This sensation is nurtured by the way Eddie subconsciously rocks, cradling you against his chest and almost dancing to music in his head. You are convinced he is partially, if not completely unaware that he is even doing it, and you rest your chin on his chest in contentment. 

This little cocoon of budding love cannot last forever though. Eddie heaves a great sigh, presses another kiss to your lips, and takes a step back. You feel all of the heat in your body evaporate like mist and resign yourself to party prepping, first reaching for your piercing to remove it as you make your decision. 

When you do meet his eyes at last, he whispers, "we'll talk about this later." 

Later comes at nearly 2 am after Steve and Robin usher the young ones home, and the only talking going on is your incessant invocation of Eddie's name as he takes you with all the reverence of a starving man finally being allowed to gorge himself on a decadent spread. 

Eddie divests himself of his clothes in a matter of seconds but with your clothes, he worships every part of you that is revealed to him. He lays you down and massages your legs, ignoring the needy tug of your hand tangled in his unruly curls. And when he finally pushes into you and seats himself to the hilt of your core, Eddie sighs and thinks that this is where he's always belonged. 

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I just think Eddie is so neat I adore every version of him ❤ if you wouldn't mind, please reblog and/or leave a comment to let me know what you liked about this fic!

#three bees writing #eddie munson x female reader #bee's archive of fiction #🐝🐝🐝✒ #joseph quinn character fiction #black reader insert #joseph quinn fanfiction

[starsandhughes]

what college major do you think (your main) nhl guys would be vibe wise?

alright this was me and faithlynn chatting bc kei died ig

quinn- masters in astrophysics

jamie- marine biology

luke- film

jack and trevor- bachelors in buisness administration

cole- physical therapy

alex- journalism

#kaylin answers <3