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catharusustulatus · 5 months
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Steddie Drabble, TW: child abuse.
Initially, Wayne doesn’t care for Steve. Calls him “the Harrington boy” or “Richard’s son” with contempt, asks if “Richard’s son” is coming over for dinner again and Eddie just rolls his eyes and says “yes, Wayne, STEVE is coming over at 7.” Wayne doesn’t like him because…well, he’s not stupid to judge a book by its cover, he thinks.
But the fifth time Harrington comes over, he brings a bouquet of flowers, and Eddie, well, his cheeks are redder than the spaghetti sauce Wayne’s been stirring, so that’s something.
And then the sixth time Steve comes over, he brings Wayne a Garfield magnet. It’s small, “found it at the thrifty mart with Robin, I’m sorry it’s not brand new…” Steve mumbles, and Eddie is wide eyed and smiling, and Wayne LOVES Garfield. He puts it on the fridge, pats Steve on the back, says “um, thank you son.”
They fall into a pattern, the three of them. Steve comes over for dinner every Friday night after work. He dresses clean and is polite to Wayne, helps with the dishes, sometimes brings bread rolls or licorice or beer or jokes. Eddie starts setting the table. Wayne starts laughing at the jokes. After Steve leaves, Wayne knows Eddie smiles himself to sleep. It’s different, now.
And then the next time Steve is supposed to come over for dinner, he doesn’t show. Eddie had been making macaroni and cheese all evening, grating the cheese carefully as he bopped his head to some metal song, cheerful, and then it was 7 and then it was 8 and then Wayne thought “maybe call him, Ed.”
Nobody answers. When they call again, nobody answers. And Wayne has a bad feeling about it.
It isn’t until almost 11, dinner cold and Eddie pacing, about to radio someone named Robin when Steve’s car pulls up, they know the lights so well. They run outside to greet him and Eddie freezes when Steve starts falling out of the drivers seat, face dark and pained. Wayne jumps into action. Wayne catches Steve and hauls him into the trailer, his living room, and oh god, he’s covered in bruises like he was put through Eddie’s cheese grater, and oh god, Eddie’s broken out into tears behind him.
Steve’s left eye is swollen shut, and his face is purple and bloody. His lip is split and his hair is wild, his shirt is torn, and Wayne wonders what’s underneath the shirt as he gets the first aid kit, wonders how the hell he thought Steven was anything other than an angel.
Eddie gets a dish towel wet in the kitchen and cleans Steve’s face, quiet and crying, and Wayne sets the first aid kit down next to Eddie and makes some coffee. He thinks about talking, doesn’t. Touches the Garfield magnet for good luck. He feels like maybe Steve needs it.
Steve who is holding Eddie’s wrist as he cleans him up, wincing and crying from his good eye. Finally, after a silence that gives Wayne heartburn, Eddie sits back on his heels and says whisper quiet, “your dad?”
Steve gulps, blinks. “My uh, my dad. I was writing you uh, uh a love note.” Eddie looks over at Wayne. Wayne wipes his brow. “But uh, he found it, and your name’s not uh, Edith” Steve lets out a chuff, winces again. “So he asked what was going on, and I told him. I told him. And then he said I had one minute to take it back or he’d make me take it back.” Eddie lets out a small gasp, more like a howl, and sits completely on the floor. Wayne sits down at the table, cold mac and cheese looking like a sick joke. And he’s so mad. Wayne is so, so mad, seeing this young man who so obviously loves his pride and joy, shares in his pride and joy, who brings him apples to make apple pie, he growls out
“Don’t you worry about a thing, Steven, not one thing. You stay here long as you like, hell, don’t leave. We got you, boy.”
And that’s that. Steve crumples in on himself, and Eddie pulls him into a big hug, just holds him, rocks him, coos “a love note, huh, sweetheart? For me?” And Steve nods until he nods off.
The next morning, while Robin takes care of Steve, Wayne and Eddie break into Steve’s room, clear out everything he owns, and slash his dad’s tires. That was Wayne’s idea - the least he could do for a loved one.
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femmeidiot · 2 months
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laying down in short little shorts in front of you so you'll slowly slide your hands up my thighs and under my shorts
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mossy-aro · 2 years
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Hate that trope in fiction which is like “omg u guys were in a romantic relationship this whole time and just didn’t realise it haha friends don’t act like that w each other!!! ur sooo oblivious 🙄” like no.
If they didn’t label their relationship as romantic it is not a romantic relationship. ppl not involved in the relationship don’t get to determine the nature of a relationship for the people involved in it.
-> “they’re living together” ok? people have roommates?
-> “they have a pet/are raising a child together” yeah co-parenting exists?? plenty of ppl raise children who aren’t romantically involved
-> “they hold hands” so do friends and family :/ what’s ur point
-> “they have sex” friends w benefits exist buddy
None of these actions are inherently romantic. there is no action that is inherently “romantic” - that is only determined by the intent behind the action, not the action itself; nothing is romantic unless you want it to be
Also qprs exist. plenty of qpps do things that could be traditionally labelled “romantic” with no romantic intention behind them, like co-parenting children and living together. plenty of qpps “look” like romantic relationships from the outside even though the ppl involved in the qpr would not label it as such!
I’m not saying that this trope can’t be done well or that ppl can’t realise they have latent romantic feelings for each other once they’ve settled into a domestic routine . however. i think often it reinforces the idea that all relationships have to follow certain rules/appear a certain way or they’re not really valid. trying to force a label onto someone else’s relationship bc it “looks” like what u think a certain relationship type should look like is dumb - there is no one way for a romantic relationship/friendship/qpr to look!
tldr; u can’t label other ppls relationships for them and trying to force a label onto them when they haven’t put that label onto themselves is annoying and obnoxious
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nylesart · 19 days
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🍜🫤
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fancyfade · 1 year
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i think that if we take ra's' ecofascist motives and extrapolate it to damian should've been raised with that rhetoric, post some time in the batfam Damian should insist they stop using private jets and therefore we should get to see bruce and damian flying like regular people.
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dailykugisaki · 4 months
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Day sixty-four | id in alt(s)
Gojo gotta look gay asf before he goes out to the world.
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bezuss · 11 months
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AND I HOPE WHEN YOU THINK OF ME YEARS DOWN THE LINE YOU CAN'T FIND ONE GOOD THING TO SAY
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nomattertheoceans · 3 months
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Y'all I'm not going to lie, all the gifsets kinda make me want to get into Percy Jackson??
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happy wip wednesday everyone here’s a snippet of this a quick little roy ficlet i was working on!
“Keeley, who eventually realized like everyone else that Roy—plain, simple, clingy, needy, unbearable Roy—wasn’t worthy of that kind of love.
He had convinced himself he’d never find that kind of love again. That comfort, that safety, that closeness. A person who loved him not because he was Roy Fucking Kent, but just because he was Roy. He had convinced himself being just Roy would never really be enough for anyone. But then there was Jamie.”
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kkami-writes · 6 months
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I really wanna write like the most delusional ot8 x fangirl!reader and like I have some ideas but nothing really concrete or solid to build a plot around. I was also thinking of writing it for nanowrimo and see how far I can get before posting it.
but my head is soooooooooooooooo empty. idk any ideas guys? (of course I wouldn't stop w/ my current fics but i'm nothing but a procrastinator and loooooove starting new things and watching my stuff collect dust)
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theloupgaroux · 2 years
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I’m unstoppable today
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ahsoka-in-a-hood · 7 months
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There is something in Sabine's big act of force manipulation was sending Ezra away again. She risked the galaxy and everything he fought for for this reunion, but then she let him go again, and was able to use the force to help him on his way.
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artinvain · 7 days
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idk I’m nonbinary because I do not exist within a binary or connection to men or the patriarchy. I don’t have any body dysphoria because I look at my body and I love that it is just for me, I like to see myself in the beauty I see in the world and men (the patriarchy and capitalism) just do not fit into that narrative. I’m nonbinary because gender is a made up construct by the west in order to divide work load and let women make the man comfortable so that men can work and perpetuate a capitalist system that works off of exploiting racialised bodies. gender was made out of capitalism and the need to control and keep a close eye on the way we raise our children and worry about whether they will benefit society as it is and continue its upkeep in the future. I want no part in that. I am not woman in the way that I am connected to the patriarchy. and I’m not a man because all of the above doesn’t apply to me as one of the racialised and discriminated bodies. I’m nonbinary like I’m just human and how I dress doesn’t change that. Nonbinary the same way nguni languages allow us to be people and never denies our humanity. Nb because my gender is lesbian.
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skoulsons · 1 year
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something about joel violently yanking his hand away from ellie in episode 2, and yet briefly lingering on it. the man who was repulsed by her when she was near him, despite those fatherly instincts to go to her in the museum to try and walk her away from the clicker and him running up to her when she found the skeleton in the hotel. how he was trying to keep his distance from her, especially physically, because he can’t get attached.
something about injured him at her care and protection, holding her hand right back as tight as he can because she stayed for him. she stayed for him. after being shoved away and told to go and to leave him to die, she finds them hope and runs right back down, holding his hand and telling him we’re going to be okay. how she runs right back to the man who she now loves the most in the world to save him. to stay together despite his best efforts to push her away and tell her to get to safety so she doesn’t have to experience his death. how she’s willing to stick with him and the little hope they have to get out of this. We stick together.
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Do you guys ever think about how weird it is that Jay Garrick's full legal name is Jason Peter Garrick (Jay is a nickname) and Red Hood's full legal name is Jason Peter Todd?
Jay had a public identity so everyone knew what the Flash's name was so it kinda seems like Jason Todd's parents named him after the Flash? I'm not super up to date on Jason Todd lore so who knows but either way that's wild.
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glyphy · 2 months
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not to be That Guy but....you folks know that Netflix HQ doesn't have separate categories for watched (affectionate) and watched (derogatory), right? ........right? watching anything on netflix en masse just makes them think we want more,,,just some random food for thought
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