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cherryredcheol · 3 months

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domestic bliss

tldr: seungkwan just wants to live with you (this is pure fluff)

a/n: happy belated boo!

seungkawn wandered into the kitchen from the living room, wrapping his arms around you from behind and placing a gentle kiss under your ear, “need any help?”

you shivered at the feeling of his hot breath on your skin, continuing to stir the stew on your stovetop, “no, boo. i just need to finish cooking, then everything will be ready.”

you couldn’t see it but seungkwan beamed at your words. he was so excited for his two best friends to come over. vernon and chan had met you plenty of times, you and seungkwan had been a package deal since the moment you started dating two years ago. but they had never been here. in your apartment, which seungkawn viewed as his second home, his safe place.

although it wasn’t his home, there were traces of him everywhere in your apartment. his slippers always waiting for him at the door for when he arrived, pictures of the two of you on the walls, his favorite flavor of ramen in the pantry, a drawer full of his things in your bedroom. he didn’t live here but you were here, so he was too.

“boo?” you turned around in his arms, looking away from the stove for a minute. “can you get out bowls and chopsticks for everyone?” and when you looked at him with those soft eyes, who was he to say no?

“sure.” he placed one last soft kiss on your cheek, loving the way the skin instantly heated under his touch. he decided not to tease you about it but instead let you go to turn to the cabinet where you kept the bowls. he was setting up the table when he heard the front door to your apartment open and booming laughter filled the small space.

“yah!” he cried after following the sound and seeing his friends standing in your doorway, “you let yourself into my partner’s home without even a knock? how rude!” vernon and chan looked sheepish after his scolding.

“hyung, we’re not trying to be rude. they told us to let ourselves in!” chan explains, pointing to you as you walk through the door to greet them and figure out why seungkwan was yelling.

you giggle and hug each of the boys telling them it was fine they let themselves in. “i made kimchi jjigae for dinner and it’s just finished so come eat it before it gets cold.” your turn to walk away and the boys follow, unable to resist a home cooked meal.

after everyone had enough food, you began cleaning up the table, insisting on doing the dishes so the boys could hang out. the movie playing on the tv was pretty good, seungkwan was distracted though, thinking about how much he loved that his two best friends were in your apartment for the first time, and hopefully not the last. he loved that you had welcomed them into your home with open arms and treated them so kindly.

“hyung? why don't you live here?” vernon pulled seungkwan from his thoughts and the question made him blush. truthfully he didn’t know why he didn't live here. he supposed it was because you never asked and he didn't want to be too forward. he knew you liked your personal space and didn't want to intrude.

“yeah, seungkwan. why don’t you live here?” you repeated vernon’s question entering the living room and sitting next to him on the couch. he immediately pulled you closer, wrapping an arm around you on instinct.

“you never asked!” he argued back, blushing a deep shade of red.

“i gave you a key and said ‘bring your stuff here.’ how much more clear can i be? when you only brought a few things over i thought that meant you weren’t ready to live with me so i never pushed it but i’m curious.” you were mostly teasing him but you did want to know why he didn’t want to move in, considering he spent most nights at your place anyway.

“i didn’t know that’s what you meant!” he was flustered now, not expecting to have this conversation tonight or with his members around.

he was still blushing when you turned to him and said, “seungkwan, move in with me?

it was the easiest answer seungkwan had ever given, “yes”

#seventeen imagines #seventeen #seventeen fluff #seungkwan #seungkwan x reader #seungkwan fluff #seungkwan scenarios #seungkwan imagines #svt x reader

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thesherrinfordfacility · 9 months

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so i had the bright idea of rewatching s1 today whilst im working from home, now knowing what i know about s2, and so i can ruminate a little more on s1 with the additional context. ive barely made it past five minutes

im pretty sure ive gotten most of the frames accurate from this bit, and im sure it might just be a bit of demonstrative cinematography (which ya know, *chefs kiss*) but at the same time i love going into full year 9 english teacher mode about this shit, and i think there is something to comment on (which someone already might have done but w/e). in any case, this bit of dialogue is very noticeably layered with shots of crowley and aziraphale, but intercut with the shots of adam facing down the lion:

like, i can't help but feel that there is some symmetry in this and either other people have spotted it and im very behind, OR we havent spotted it and s2 spoilers have helped unlock it✨

so who is meant to be who here? for my money it would be that adam is mirroring aziraphale, and eve is mirroring crowley - in so much that at a really shallow level, aziraphale is a platoon leader, a guardian, fought in the war etc. crowley, regardless of his rank, is a starmaker, and let's face it the boy has the structural integrity of a strand of dried linguine. so we could look at it on that level (ignore the lion for the moment ill sort of explain that if it isn't already obvious)

but also we now know that this scene is not their first meeting, and that aziraphale and crowley do in fact remember each other and know that they have met, and in aziraphale's case is probably the teeniest bit shy bc damn heart eyes as an angel, heart eyes as a demon 🥵 but my point is that this is after the fall. after (as far as crowley tells it) crowley fell for 'just ask[ing] questions", and "just hung around the wrong people".

now i have my thoughts on why crowley fell: tldr because it would require another post - both reasons he gave above are bullshit and obvs conflict with each other, so i think that he doesn't actually know why he fell and has just guessed his transgressions so he can rationalise it, that god actually never had an issue with him asking questions, and instead it was actually god's plan to make him fall so he could represent the 'evil' side of free will on earth, as aziraphale's counterpart, and essentially ensure that humankind stays eternally 'in balance'

ANYWAY so the fact that in the lion sequence, 'crowley' is being shielded by 'aziraphale' against an unknown entity; but does this mirror a flashback, or is it foreshadowing? again, id put my bets on the former visually, but the latter... lyrically? idk the word but regardless take the dialogue:

"What if I did the right thing;

with the whole 'eat the apple business'?

A demon can get into a lot of trouble;

for doing the right thing."

so let's rephrase this:

"Was it the right decision to fall;

was I right to choose this for myself?

to choose the right to choose?

Because i feel like i could live to regret it."

so is crowley in essence already asking if aziraphale is on his side? is he asking if falling was the right thing, the good thing, to do (regardless of whether god gave him any choice in the matter)? But was he given the choice, first true free will? did aziraphale try to protect him during the fall, so crowley could get out in time (but ultimately fail? or at least bought Crowley enough time to find a back staircase and fall gently and peacefully, 'saunter vaguely downwards'?), and then get assigned to earth to be the 'good' side of the coin for humanity?

and is crowley asking if aziraphale will continue to be with him? in whatever romantic, platonic, acquaintance context you want - is he asking aziraphale if aziraphale will fight for him again, for them both? aziraphale made his decision, enacted his free will, in giving the humans a sword, and thus brought the concept of war and horror to earth, even if that was never his intention - so now swordless, and now only condemned to watch humanity as it strides out on its own (or was this the plan all along?👀), is aziraphale willing to do it? does he have the power, the strength, the will? would he stretch his finger over the line to fight on their side?

maybe im asking the wrong kind of questions, but all ill say is that in the above sequence? at the end of the dialogue? adam kills the lion.

i think 'their side' began in the job minisode, yes maybe, but also maybe the idea of it, the understanding of it, was planted here.

#good omens #anyway time to continue with the rest of ep1 lmao #s1 meta #crowley meta #the fall/the great war spec

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howlingday · 7 months

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swashbuckler au: weiss and jaune end up having a duel, and while weiss can't say he's the best swordsman she's ever faced she can say that he's the most adaptable fighting she's ever seen tldr: jaune pulls some jackie chan improvisation using the environment in unorthodox ways to win fights. slapstick action comedy ensues

Part 1

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You know those awkward family dinners? The ones where the room is tense and feels like it's filled with gunpowder, and all it takes is just one word to set it all off? Yeah, those ones.

Well, Jaune usually felt that every dinner since taking up his father's mantle as the Hero of Aquadia. Tonight, however, was especially tense since the four people hired to hunt him down were also here, eating his mother's special occasion chicken and spice. Now there was heat to help the spark.

"Hah... Hah..." The girl in red huffed as she reached for her glass of milk.

"Is it too hot?" Mom asked. "I usually cut back when we entertain guests."

"My sister never really liked spicy food." Joked the older girl. "Dad used to joke they're the reason she drinks so much milk."

"You sure he wasn't just milking you for a laugh?" Jaune's dad pointed at her with his fork, receiving a fork-point back.

"Please, don't give her any material." The girl in white said with a sigh. Jaune couldn't explain what it was, but there was something about her that seemed... familiar. "Anyway, what exactly is our task in Aquafia? Beyond the scope of capturing this "folk hero" running around in the city?"

"He's not a folk hero."

...

The room was quiet at that. Everyone was staring at me. Why was everyone staring at me? Don't tell me I-

"Care to elaborate on that, Mr..?"

"A-Arc." Jaune gulped chicken. "Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, and rolls off the tongue. The ladies love it."

"Do they, though?" Ruby asked.

"Yes, do they, Jaune?" His father sneered with a sinister grin. Sometimes, Jaune hated his father.

"Please excuse my son's outburst." His mom stated, dabbing her lips with her napkin. "He's a fan of La Lama Lunga de la Aquadia."

"The who the what?" Ruby asked.

"The Longblade of Aquadia." Blake answered. "The hero we met in the street earlier."

"And failed to capture." Mother said over folded fingers. She wasn't happy. Trust me, I'm an expert at making Mom not happy.

"He's crafty." Yang replied. "Really gave us the slip in the harbor after that Grimm attack."

"Haha! Oh, I wish I could have seen that!" Jaune's heart swelled at his father's words, even if these girls were giving him too much credit.

"And the city thanks you for protecting her citizens from the Grimm." His mother tried to get the discussion back to the mission. "But in regard to your real task, you can discuss the details in full with my son and my husband. I try not to involve myself in these childish escapades of heroism."

Jaune sank a little at that. "Sit up straight!" Okay, he sank a lot at it, but could you blame him? His mom just called him, as fancy as possible, out as a child playing hero! Still, his dad was stillin his usual high spirits. Kinda made him wonder how she never caught Dad when he was La Lama Lunga.

"It seems weird, though," The young girl said, "that the mayor of Aquadia would want to capture the hero of her city."

"He's a relic of the past, Ms. Rose." Mother dabbed her lips as she stopd up. "And though we are grateful for his protection in ages past, we must look to the future. If we wish to establish good relations beyond Aquadia, we must prove that we do not rely on fairy tales for our protection, and certainly not on vigilantes, either."

"So to make Aquadia a viable trading partner and member of the kingdom, you want us to hunt down the city's only protector?" Blake asked with a raised brow.

"We have guardsmen and a militia of retired soldiers acting as our reserve defense." Circling the table like a shark, the mayor made her case. "If Aquadia can prove we are just as capable as the northern cities in Vale, then we can prove that we are not merely a tourist trap of a bygone age."

"Oof, politics." Dad said. "Think it's time I called it a night. This talk of fairy tales and whatnot is giving me indigestion."

"We should also head back." Ruby said. "Thank you for the meal, but now it's time for Team RWBY to get to work! Starting tonight!"

Jaune swallowed his chicken a little hard, and started coughing up spices. Everyone stared at him again.

"S-Sorry." He said. "Uh, wrong hole."

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You know what the best part about being a hero in your city? The nighttime patrols. Just you, the chirping creatures of the night, and the pale moon shining into the caldera city at midnight. It's almost therapeutic.

Jaune understood what his mom was getting at, bringing the other cities closer to them by getting rid of the one aspect that separates Aquadia from everywhere else on Remnant. Kinda like how Mistral has that famous sport lady. Pyra, or something.

Still, he doubted she would be getting hunted down just so her city can build economic ties to the rest of the kingdom.

Coming from the docks where an old woman was saying her prayers in a window beneath him, Jaune kept being reminded of why he loves this city. The teenage kids sneaking around after curfew, the young lovers holding hands in gondola rides, the white glyph shining right in front of hi-

Wait a minute.

"Hold it right there, llama loonga!" The girl in white from before swiped her blade at him. Jaune barely had time to catch it as he brought his own blade to his defense.

"It's actually La Lama Lunga, princess." Jaune shoved her away.

"It's heiress, actually." The girl held a fencing position, and judging by her stance, she meant it.

This was bad for so many reasons.

First, this would be completely different from Grimm or rowdy thieving hooligans. He was fighting a genuine huntress, an actual fighter. What little he learned about them ws in one ear and out the other. What? Huntsmen just aren't as fascinating as La Lama Lunga.

Second, his opponent was not only a trained warrior, but she was actually trained in the same weapon as he was! And making this particular dilemma even worse was Jaune didn't know how to actually fence. Sure, he's got the basics from what his dad taught him, but this was a huntress with a semblance.

And that semblance was-

"Are you going to just stand there and stare at me while I arrest you?" She asked, getting closer. "If so, then by all means, continue."

Taking his own stance, he gulped. Come on... Remember what Dad taught you. 'If you ever find yourself outmatched, there's no shame in running.' Jaune took a step back. 'Unless your opponent is smaller than you, then you definitely should feel ashamed.' Jaune kept his feet planted.

She got closer. Oh crap, this really happening to him, isn't it? Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap-

"CRAP!" Jaune leapt out of the way of her thrust. He stepped on his back feet over and over until he caught himself on the edge of the rooftop.

Suddenly, nothing came to his mind. All of his father's lessons fell away as he realized this would be how he died. How the legend ended. He wanted to cry. He wanted to curl into a ball. But neither option was available. So instead...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" La Lama Lunga ran forward, swinging his blade wildly at the foreign girl. Fear filled her eyes as she backed away, unsure of how to respond! His movements were too sporadic, too unorthodox! She'd never seen a fighting style like this before!

Suddenly, he tripped and fell over, dropping his weapon. He rolled forward, almost falling over the edge. Reaching down, he grabbed a potted flower and tossed it at her. She ducked, narrowly missing a bruise, only to be forced on the backfoot by the vigilante once more when he grabbed his blade again. Then...

"AGH!" She fell off! Jaune ran over to the side and looked down, finding the girl landed safe and sound... into a compost heap.

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"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yang couldn't stop laughing at breakfast, smashing her fist on the table.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Weiss screeched from inside the shower, on her third attempt to clean herself of the stench. "WHY WOULD THIS CITY EVEN NEED COMPOST?!"

"Apparently, the compost helps improve the soil development for the farms outside the caldera." Blake answered, reading the info pamphlet on compost provided. "The humid air compounded by the naturally occurring chemicals produced in the water make for an improved-"

"IT WAS RHETORICAL, BLAKE!"

"Jeez, this guy really is no joke." Ruby sighed. "Not only to escape all of us, but he managed to beat Weiss, too!"

"N... Not really that hard, Rubes." Yang breathed.

"SHUT UP, XIAO LONG!"

"But don't you worry." Yang pumped a thumb to herself. "With me and Blakey on the case, ain't no way sword boy is gonna last another night."

#rwby #la lama lunga au #rwby au #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #papa arc #mama arc

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dandylovesturtles · 11 months

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Please tell me something about the Shape of Water AU I'm very curious

this is just the doc title for my "100 Feet and a World Away" AU! I have the lore post linked in my pinned.

tldr: the boys get kidnapped young and raised in a lab by humans who aren't aware they have human level intelligence, and they try to escape.

I posted a bit about Donnie (aka Turtle Four) eating french fries awhile ago but here, have the rest of the scene too:

April unwraps something. The smell assaults his nose - greasy meat, cheese, that red vegetable he’s seen sometimes - and he slips into the water and swims over, popping out just shy of the fence.

“I’m sorry, are you eating during our escape planning meeting?”

“Don’t start with me,” she says, holding up a hand. “I had to work through breakfast to catch up on my homework for my morning classes, then work through lunch to catch up on my homework for my afternoon classes, and then I worked through dinner to catch up on everything else.” She takes a bite, chews, swallows. “This is the first chance I’ve had to eat all day.”

“Huff! Fine. But did you have to bring something with so much…” he flails his hands, “smell?”

“It’s just a burger. What, you never had a burger before?”

He stares at her. She catches his eye, and then lowers her gaze.

“Right. Stupid question.”

“Sometimes the humans bring those. The burgers, you said? They eat them around noon.” He thinks of it with distaste. He can remember exactly which of the humans tend to chew with their mouths open, or talk with food in their mouths. It makes him feel slimy when he watches.

“We call that “lunch”,” April says. She looks at the burger, then back at Four. It’s with an expression he doesn’t understand, but he’s noticed from her more and more. “Do you want to try it?”

He hesitates. He doesn’t know if he wants to or not. The smell is overwhelming, and he isn’t sure how it will taste. How it will feel, in his mouth.

No one ever offers him food, though.

“...I’m perfectly fine with my nutrition blocks,” he finally says.

“Oh come on, Donnie, that’s not food.”

“It is. It gives me all the vitamins and minerals I need. And…” He stumbles over what he wants to say. He hates when he does that, but he doesn’t know the words for what he’s trying to convey. He wishes he had a bigger vocabulary. He wishes he were allowed to read.

Wishes get him nowhere. He has to focus on the task at hand. Only, April doesn’t seem to want to continue with their escape planning unless he makes a decision about the burger.

“...And?” she prompts, startling him.

“...I don’t know… some food… feels weird,” he finally says.

“Feels weird?”

“In my mouth.”

For a moment she just stares at him. He guesses he must have said something weird. Humans must not care about how food feels in their mouth. Maybe that’s just a turtle thing.

Or maybe his brothers don’t think that way either. Maybe it’s just a Four thing.

But then April’s eyes go a little wider, and she says, “Ooooh. You have texture issues, huh?”

“Texture?”

“Yeah. How the food feels. Some people get really bothered by it; guess you do, too.”

Oh. So it’s not just a Four thing. There’s a whole name for it. He learned something new! How exciting!

“Yes!” he declares. He feels more confident about it now. “I have texture issues!”

She laughs at that. It’s not a mean laugh. He’s not sure why what he said was funny, though, but before he can ask she’s tearing off a small piece of the meat on the side of the burger she didn’t bite.

“Here. Just try it.” She slips it through the gaps in the chain-link, where he can get to it. “If it feels bad, you can just spit it out. I won’t be mad.”

She’s always telling him that. That she won’t be mad. He doesn’t know why; he’s never seen her get mad, at least not at him. But she always tells him that anyway.

It makes him feel better, somehow, even though that’s illogical.

He takes the meat gingerly in his fingers and looks at it. It doesn’t look particularly appetizing. The smell is a lot, but not so bad now that he’s getting used to it. He likes meat - not that he’s had it much. Maybe it will be fine.

He puts it in his mouth and immediately knows it isn’t. He doesn’t like the way the meat falls apart. He can’t describe it, he just knows it’s wrong.

He spits it out. April said she wouldn’t be mad.

“No good, huh?” she asks. She doesn’t sound mad.

“No. It was bad, actually.”

“Hmm, alright…” She glances around, then grabs the sack and pulls out something else: a small container of something thin and golden brown. “Wanna try a french fry?”

“A french fry?”

“It’s just a fried potato.” She pulls one of the thin stick-things (french fry) out of the container and pokes it through the fence. “Here!”

He takes it, looking it over suspiciously. It has the same greasy smell as the burger, but it’s not meat, it’s “potato,” so it must have a different texture.

He nibbles the end, and oh.

It’s actually good!

He devours the rest of the fry. She laughs again, and when he looks back at her she’s smiling.

“Alright, so the fries are a winner. Here, have some more!”

She slips a few more through the fence, and then a few more. Four happily eats all the fries she passes him. They taste nothing like the nutrition blocks, they taste better than the nutrition blocks, and they don’t feel bad in his mouth, not even a little.

“When I get out of here,” he says, after downing the last one, “I’ll eat like this every day.”

“Maybe not fries every day. They’re pretty unhealthy.” She shrugs. “But there’s all kinds of other things out there for you to try! We’ll figure out all the foods you like to eat.”

#100 feet and a world away #writer ask game #everyone else projects their autistic traits onto donnie #now it's my turn #specifically I'm giving him my exact food sensitivies #I remember when my parents would tell me 'that's not a thing'#when I told them food felt weird #then they met an adult who had similar texture sensitivities #after that they listened better

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fuck-customers · 5 months

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It was an like 30 minutes until close and I was the only server left because it was a dead Sunday night. Neither myself or the bartender had any customers in the last two hours (only a couple togo orders while the kitchen staff was deep cleaning) and we had everything cleaned up just waiting for closing time. A couple came in and asked for a window seat after I tried to seat them in the section I hadn’t cleaned yet in case customers came in last minute and then waited until 15 minutes before close to order so the kitchen was already pissed at me. I was nice to them this entire time mostly so they actually tip me but also they came in before close so I try not to get upset. They eat and 15 minutes after close they asked if they can order a burger for their son (of course I assume togo order) I tell them that unfortunately we’re closed so I can’t put anymore food orders in. They get upset and say they already told their son to meet them at the restaurant since they were buying him food. I tell them that I’ll ask the kitchen manager. I go back and talk to the kitchen and they say “yeah we can make them a burger as long as they’re not wanting anything crazy”. I go back and tell them the kitchen agreed to get them a burger and fries since they’ll be here for a while longer anyway. The couple is happy and continue to sip their waters while they wait and I finish up rolling silverware. They flag me down later and say “our son will be here in just a minute” and I reply “perfect timing your togo order will be ready in just a minute as well so if you want to run and take it out to him real quick I’ll stand by the door so you don’t get locked out” (we obviously locked the doors when we closed) and the couple look at me like I’m an idiot and the husband says “togo? No we want it so our son can come join us and sit down to eat.” And I’m floored and tell them “I’m sorry we closed almost half an hour ago” and they start complaining about me rushing them out and I tell them that me getting them a togo order 15 minutes after close is already very kind of me and no other restaurant would’ve done that. I also explain that they are welcome to stay and I’m not rushing them out. The husband gets pissed and calls their son while the wife angrily hands me her card to go ahead and cash them out. I grab their check and togo order and this lady snatched it from me and leaves. They only left me a 2 dollar and some change tip.

TLDR: A bitch couple expects me to stay and serve them after close so their son can come join them half an hour after close.

#retail justice #retail law #fuck managers #call center problems #tw:#submissions #tw #fuck customers #cashier problems #trigger warning #embarrassing #fuck coworkers #fuck co-workers #fuck retail #server problems #happy ending

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janeicethesiren · 6 months

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Kuroshitsuji Hot Take/Headcanon: Sebastian Is Sick of Ciel and This Contract

Hey! New blog, don’t mind me. I have some thoughts that I have to spill out otherwise I literally can’t sleep so here we go! Don’t take it too seriously lol I’m just talking.

Anywho, as the title says, I really think Sebastian is sick and tired of O!Ciel, this contract, the phantomhive drama, and all of the other shenanigans going on, especially after the 2CT reveal.

Sebastian is an egomaniac who believes in his own hype. He’s selfish to his core, self-serving, arrogant, hyper-narcissistic, pedantic, and overall unpleasant unless he has to be. Yana even said she finds him unappealing (and I don’t blame her!)

I love Sebastian, I promise. But, based on how much has happened over the course of less than 4 years and how many times he’s been caught off guard lately, he seems like the type that would HATE to be in this situation.

Look at him! When he got embarrassed by Blavat and that cult, what’d he do? He went to go mingle with some prostitutes. Yeah, he got some information from them but he was DEFINITELY looking for an ego boost.

Sebastian probably has a long list of grievances. To list a few:

1. He’s gonna have to fight Undertaker again most likely (which we all know he definitely DOESN’T wanna do).

2. The reapers are constantly on his ass.

3. Having to raise a child (technically two children if you count finny), and that child being the most spoiled, whiniest, greediest brat you ever did see. (and I say this with love)

4. And having to manage and constantly clean up the messes of his incompetent (day job wise) employees???

5. And how could I forget, they barely made any moves towards revenge! (Although I think this is more of a writing thing then a Ciel and Sebastian in universe thing. Plus I’m pretty sure the Queen did it or had something to do with it anyways, so…)

Like, he’s definitely over it, lol.

Not to mention, motherfucker is STAAAAAAARRRRVIIINGGG!!!! Didn’t William say he was, “half mad with hunger,” or something similar? Could you imagine basically having to fight to the death, jump through rings of fire, literally bend over backwards without a break for years on end JUST to eat, what you hope, is a gourmet pizza??? I’d be aghast!

Sebastian is an uppity bitch that likes to put on airs about being “elegant” and “classy” and “not like those other lowly demons who just eat whatever,” but he was just like that not too long ago himself. He probably, lowkey, still is to an extent. Yana didn’t call him a beast for nothing.

What I’m saying is, yeah, he’ll do the work to upmost perfection for his own personal pride because he’s an egomaniac. And a perfectionist who’s also a callous, narcissist that can never fail and never be wrong, but that doesn’t mean he’s having fun right now lol. I personally headcanon that while he enjoys being a butler to an extent, he secretly feels like he bit off waaaaaayyyy more than he meant to chew.

In his head, I bet Sebastian’s like, “I will literally do ANYTHING to go home at this point. There isn’t a day that goes by that I haven’t wanted to push that damn brat down a flight of, AT LEAST, ten staircases. I’m tired, I’m hungry, I’ve been humiliated by these…. LESSERS….way too many times, I have to tolerate a bunch of annoying humans and reapers, and don’t even get me STARTED on this……this….CHILD! MY GOD! He can’t bath, he doesn’t want to walk, he can’t dress himself or tie his own shoes. I’m surprised I don’t have to feed him myself half the time! I’ve been run ragged way past what’s necessary and-!“

Just, constantly. Everyday.

Lol I highly doubt he’d ever wanna do this shit again. Or would at least take an extended break afterwards.

TLDR: Sebastian is a tired and hungry egoistic demon who would just unceremoniously eat the child if he weren’t so damn prideful.

#kuroshitsuji #Black Butler #kuroshitsuji manga #o!ciel #ciel phantomhive #character analysis #headcanon #this is mostly meant for laughs #I just needed to dump this on you guys so I can sleep #love you!#please don’t take this too seriously

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protosymphonette · 25 days

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Legion Courier lore, I beg of thee… alms for the poor 😔🫴

anon ive been staring at this ask in my inbox for a solid week trying desperately to get my thoughts together about this fuck. ive made 3 drafts. i think i finally got it this time (cracks knuckles) here we go prepare for incomprehensibility (under the cut because im not subjecting everybody to that on the dash)

his name is The Happy Smiler (because i am always so serious about naming my characters) but i just call him Happy for short. i think that his "principles" (if you can call them that. principles used very lightly) are wholly centered around doing anything to survive. in my head i tend to compare him to a scavenger, like a turkey vulture or a coyote, and i think thats pretty accurate. he will do most ANYTHING to survive and in this particular case that "anything" is siding with the legion. the wastelands capitol-f Fucked and the legion at least has a tighter grip on their territory than the ncr does.

he also partially sides with the legion because he thinks it might be interesting and even a little fun, in its own fucked up and evil way. he wants some spice in his life.

hes not the smartest cookie in the jar but that doesnt mean hes an idiot. hes got enough brains in him to know when hes being used but he doesnt really... gaf. as long as hes in a decent place it doesnt matter how everybody else is feelin. he mostly views people as like... "how will this person be of use to me" maybe hes got some form of undiagnosed psychopathy, i dont know. dont quote me on that

hes an eeeextremely stealth trans man (because the majority of the wasteland doesnt fw transgenderism) and hes so stealth that sometimes even HE forgets that hes trans. he did his own top surgery and by god is it fucked up. related: hes addicted to buffout because i imagine its like... fucked up wasteland testosterone

back to my vulture comparisons; yup, hes a cannibal. hes not one to let perfectly good delicious food go to waste and people are no exception. hes aware that it probably isnt the best for his image to be eating people, but, to reiterate: he does not care.

despite his low charisma hes good at bullshitting his way out of things because of how good of a poker face (by lady gaga) hes got. more on his stats: hes got low perception and intelligence too, but he makes up for it with high agility, endurance, and strength. i think that he... could be smarter. but getting shot in the head jumbled his brain up and fucked him up sizeably. the whole getting shot fiasco also probably added to his irritability and lack of empathy thing. anyway thats it for my stream of consciousness thanks for listening to me jabber on, to the 5 people who will read this

tldr; this guys fucked up! damn!

also here are some stupid shits...

#fallout new vegas #fnv #courier 6 #hmm... still need oc tag #ill just do the tried and true #oc: happy #symphonart #<technically.#ask

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liv-andletdie · 5 months

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Oh wow, I wanted to ask for puppy love and went to your Ao3 only to find out that I never left Kudos! I must have read it before I had an Ao3 account. 😅

Anyway, that's fixed now and I would like to hear more about Zelda's thoughts when she left for Castle Town again.

For anyone interested the scene can be found here in Puppy Love Chapter 5 "The Departure"

HELLO!! Sorry this is so late, Work has been kind of occupying a lot of my time recently (Christmas in Retail in not fun) but I'm really excited to finally answer this and to talk a bit about Puppy Love! so without further ado...

Zelda is going through a lot in this chapter, so let's break it down beat by beat.

At the beginning she is... I think the best word would be humiliated. Not as in "Link has maliciously made her feel bad." but in the sense of "She has made a fool of herself." During her time in Ordon she's sort of built up this romance in her head - or that's what she's telling herself. She always knew she was going to have to leave and go back to Castleton at some point because Work[tm] but she had been purposefully trying not to think about it. She has been indulging in playing out a little country romance.

Now I feel the need to clarify this by saying that Zelda has complicated feelings surrounding relationships and what's expected of her. I won't go too in depth because it'll come up in a future fic (if I every actually get round to writing it) so the TLDR is this: For the first time in a while Zelda has felt like she wants to pursue a romantic relationship with someone. However, she has convinced herself that Link doesn't actually reciprocate these feelings.

In her mind, she's let herself get comfortable with the idea of going on dates with the cute country vet. She's started to daydream about getting to know him better and getting to be known by him. She wants, for the first time in a long time, she wants.

But the timing is off.

So when we see her at the beginning of this chapter, standing in the rain and muttering to herself, she's actually giving herself a bit of a telling off. "So you don't get to be the main character in a cheesy romance novel. Grow up. It's okay. You're going to be okay"

(Also, just as we see that Link has a plan for their final meeting "Bring the medicine, check on the dog, see Zelda, say goodbye to Zelda, try to be charming so Zelda doesn’t think he’s weird, manage a suave goodbye so the last memory she has of him won’t be him having to run off to deal with a goat emergency, and then leave." Zelda ALSO had one. "Take Naru to the vets for a check up, see Link, show that I can be a normal person who doesn't start crying over my dog eating a chocolate cake or an earring, be cute and charming so his last memory of me isn't fumblingly trying to ask for his number, and leave" - only when Zelda went to the surgery she saw that he wasn't there and, well, that scuppered that plan.)

So she's a little preoccupied with trying to sort out her dog and her luggage and her emotions when Dr Wolfe shows up out of nowhere!

“What an unexpected surprise” she said, feigning a smile “I’d offer you in for a cup of coffee but as you can see I’m…” she trailed off, eyes casting down to look at her feet.

She fully wasn't expecting to see him. She was dealing with the fact that she wasn't going to get a proper goodbye from him and then dealing with the fact that she maybe shouldn't be allowed to be upset about that because they've only met a handful of times and it's not like she means anything to him.

But he's here, with her prescription, which causes the little hopeful voice she's been trying to smother to pipe up and say "maybe he wants you to stay as much as you want to stay?"

And then he mentions that he's just doing his job.

Now we get to see Link's thoughts here but Zelda doesn't have that luxury. We know that it's just an excuse to see her again but... well.

“Of course,” she murmured, shoulders drooping a little as if the idea that he was only there for business hurt her in some way.

It hurts. In the small moments before, she lets herself think that there is something else here, that maybe he might actually like her back, but those are dashed and the "reasonable" part of her says "of course he's doing something nice, he's a good person. You're not special."

After that they fall into their little back and forth before it's time to for her to actually leave.

“Link…” she started, [...] She looked like she wanted to say something more, her thoughts visibly dancing in her eyes. He wanted to ask her what was on her mind, to get her to open up to him. She worked up the courage to speak, a large intake of breath to steady her thoughts. And as she spoke he knew it wasn’t all that she wanted to say.

“Thank you.”

Zelda wants, in this moment, to stay. She doesn't want to go without at least making sure that Link is partially aware of her feelings. She wants to say "I'll miss you" she wants to ask "Can I come back?" or "Would you like it if I came back?" or "Is there a place for me here in Ordon with you? do I have something to come back for?". She wants to tell him that he's made her time in Ordon a happy one, that getting to meet him has made her feel things that she hasn't felt in years. But all she can make herself say is "Thank you."

Thank you for looking out for Naru. Thank you for comforting me. Thank you for playing fetch in the park with us and bringing us the medicine and just being so kind and lovely and You!

And then it's over. Link gives her the jar with the goat's milk and wishes her well and then it's goodbye. She gets into the taxi and drives off fully believing that she has missed her last chance at a romance with Dr Link Wolfe. Her biggest what if.

Thank you so much for this ask! It was a real pleasure to get to talk about Puppy Love and Zelda again. I promise I am working on the sequel but Retail at Christmas! so hopefully 2024 is the year we see these two finally go on their first date haha!

I hope you're having a wonderful time and Happy Holidays!!

#zelink #tp zelink #legend of zelda #puppy love #twilight princess #ask game #legend of zelda fanfiction #zelink fanfiction

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nepentheisms · 8 months

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SPOILERS AHEAD for the end of Trimax. I know bookclub still has a few weeks left to get there, but @pepplemint put down some thoughts I really liked (linked below, their post includes the spoilers that I'm reflecting on). I was originally going to just reblog with comments I wanted to add, but then this post wound up way longer than I expected.

Anyways, for op, I think this essay may be of interest to you with its discussion of the final few chapters; especially this bit where the writer quotes the late Thich Nhat Hanh:

Though the Bible values understanding, it prioritizes love above all. Jesus encourages his followers to love thy neighbor, no matter what, whether or not there is understanding. Alternately, in Living Buddha, Living Christ, Thich Nhat Hanh writes that “In Buddhism, understanding (prajña) is essential to love (maitri). Without understanding there cannot be true love, and without love there cannot be true understanding.” Perhaps the finale of Trigun Maximum is a blending of these two philosophies.

For me personally, the use of the Genesis allusions in the resolution of the story and the way that plants and humans switch around in acting as the god figure in relation to one another have stirred up thoughts about how there's more of a push and pull in God's relationship with humanity in the Tanakh or Hebrew Bible (which has the same books as the Protestant Old Testament but they're arranged differently).

My knowledge of Judaism is pretty basic, so I'd love to hear from someone who can provide more perspective, but from what I do know, the Jewish approach to God differs from the Christian approach in that adherents are encouraged to question God (even the very existence of God is up for questioning). In Christianity, God is characterized as an all-powerful perfect being humans have to obey, but this characterization really involves a lot of retconning of the Jewish source material, because in those stories, God is not necessarily omnipotent or omnibenevolent.

In Genesis 3:22-23, God seems to express concern over the possibility of humans rivaling him. From the NRSV translation:

(22) And the Lord God said, “The man has now become like one of us, knowing good and evil. He must not be allowed to reach out his hand and take also from the tree of life and eat, and live forever.” (23) So the Lord God banished him from the Garden of Eden to work the ground from which he had been taken.

But even with the banishment from the Garden of Eden and the whole Tower of Babel episode in which God voices his qualms about humanity becoming too powerful, God also has moments in which he welcomes it when people challenge him. Genesis 32:24-32 is the story of Jacob wrestling with God and insisting "I will not let you go unless you bless me," and he gets his blessing. And it's in these verses that we get an explanation for the meaning of the name Israel - "The one who strives with God" (from the notes of The New Oxford Annotated Bible).

And what is Trigun but a story of striving between creator and creation? There's plenty of contentious striving, full of pain and conflict, but there's also the striving for understanding - a struggle to truly KNOW the other so that together, they may have a chance at building a more mutually beneficial future.

TLDR: I think the relationship of mutual contention between God and mankind as seen in the Hebrew Bible is a better analogy for the humans vs plants conflict than the Christian view of original sin cutting people off from a perfect supreme authority.

#trigun #trigun maximum #trigun maximum spoilers #trigun meta #christianity mention #religion mention #Guns&God meta

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kaeyachi · 1 year

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A reinterpretation(?)/theory of what may have happened that led to the night Kaeya and Diluc fought:

or how i wanted it to be anyway

Spoilers for Kaeya and Diluc lore just in case you dont know about it yet.

What if Diluc wasn't mad about Kaeya being a spy for Khaenri'ah, and was instead mad about something else Kaeya also confessed to?

Kaeya is/was a spy for Khaenri'ah, but his skills for spywork did not go unoticed by the KoF, leading him to become a spy for them too.

I could imagine Kaeya doing undercover work for the Knights of Favonius regarding fatui activity, only for his intel to bring him back to the KoF, and even worse, to Crepus and the delusion he purchased.

The KoF will be harder to figure out, but he could ask Crepus about the delusion. He can't help but worry because he knows of the dangers based on his intel.

He confronts Crepus, and Crepus tells him to keep it a secret from Diluc.

That...is another father in his life telling him to keep quiet and hide things. Kaeya might have felt a sense of dejavu- his bio father and Crepus are the same, asking him to hide something so crucial and dangerous- he'd do it anyway.

because he's a loyal and loving son that follows orders

That means Kaeya technically had a part in getting Crepus killed- by not telling anyone about the delusion.

Did he perhaps felt relieved he no longer had Crepus's secret to keep? And then felt guilty for thinking so because Crepus died? And if Diluc still doesn't know that he knew...doesn't he have to tell Diluc about it? It's part of his top secret mission for the KoF so he shouldn't be saying anything about it but...

...he has to tell Diluc or else the guilt would eat him up.

And of course Diluc would get mad. Why didn't Kaeya tell anyone about what Crepus had done? If Kaeya told him about it, then maybe his father wouldn't be dead. He wouldn't have had to kill him with his own hands.

Kaeya expected the anger. He did not expect almost getting killed for it.

And after Kaeya receives his cryo vision with clipped wings, Diluc's anger would have been depleted and he would surely feel guilty for nearly killing and actually leaving Kaeya permanently scarred because Kaeya was just following orders. (maybe he doesn't deserve to be in Kaeya's life after what he'd done)

While Kaeya really would feel bitter and spiteful about how Diluc reacted, but he doesn't really blame him because he thinks he deserved it for keeping said secret that got Crepus killed and the fact that he was sent to them for a nefarious reason in the first place (maybe the Ragnvindr family would have been better off if he didn't arrive in their life)

They don't hate eachother, they just didn't like the events and the choices that led them here, and they don't know how to reconcile after what they've done to the other.

tldr: the real secret is Kaeya knowing about the delusion that Crepus got and its dangers, and him keeping it a secret from Diluc- a secret that costed Crepus his life.

#kaeya #diluc #kaeya alberich #diluc ragnvindr #genshin impact #ragbros #just a theory #mostly me trying to make sense what happened #its just that i genuinely dont see diluc attacking kaeya for being a child spy #but i do see him attacking kaeya for a fatal secret such as this one #but who knows maybe emotions were really high for the both of them and it truly was just rage in the heat of the moment #long post #omg im sorry i didnt realize how long this is

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dandylovesturtles · 11 months

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For the emoji ask:

⛔️, ❌️ and 🧠 (Donnie)

⛔ tons, but for ROTTMNT the only one I think is the lair games fic I've talked about on here before. tldr: Donnie and Leo's sibling rivalry boils over, they get mad, they fight, they make up, everything is happy again.

I'll stick what I did write of it under the read more after I answer the other questions.

❌ setting aside the obvious dead dove sorta stuff, I'm at a point where I don't really like writing Major Character Death as the main point of the story (as an incidental plot point is a little different). I'm also not really interested in hurt/no comfort, there's gotta be at least SOMETHING there lol.

I'm also not really interested in "everyone has a normal life" type AUs (like coffee shop or high school)

I'm sure there are more I just can't think of right now lol

🧠 (Donnie) I love the headcanon that when Donnie merged with the technodrome he fell a little in love with it. The implications of that are just *chef's kiss*

Donnie feeling so bad because that thing was used to end the world! But he's also never felt so fully and wholly understood. So accepted. So loved.

He feels the scars on his shell and he wishes he was still connected.

Anyway fic stuff (for the first question) under the cut:

“Welcome, one and all, to the Seventh Annual Lair Games! As is tradition, the first place winner of last year’s competition will now give a rousing speech!”

“Boooo!” Leo jeered as Donnie stepped up beside Splinter, his first place medal swinging around his neck. “Boooo!”

“Silence from the peanut gallery!” Donnie demanded, glaring at him, and Leo smirked back. It was what he deserved for being a sore winner - all he’d done for the last week was recount his victory from the last year, to the point that even Mikey was getting annoyed with him.

(When Leo had said as much, Raph just replied that he was a sore winner too. To which, of course, he said pish posh.)

“Ahem,” Donnie continued, folding his hands behind his back. “Gentlemen, as winner of last year’s Lair Games, I want to start this speech by offering some uplifting words. I want this to be a fun day for all of us, and so I hope you play fair, leave it all out on the field, and prepare to eat nitrogen oxides BECAUSE YOU’RE ALL GETTING SMOKED AGAIN!”

“Oh brother,” Leo heard Mikey mutter under his breath, and he chuckled.

“Now as for the prize, I think I have come up with something that will pique your interest-”

“I’m not switching rooms with you,” Leo called.

“-something that is not my room, random audience member. No, I have something better.” He theatrically cleared his throat again. “The three losing brothers will have to do whatever the winning brother says for exactly one week, starting from the moment the competition ends, and the losing brothers can only say nice things about him.”

“Hey, wait, does that mean we can ask you to build anything we want?”

“What-”

Raph gasped, pumping his arm excitedly in his seat. “I can finally get my skate hawks!”

“That’s not-”

“Pizza oven pizza oven pizza oven!” Mikey cheered, throwing his arms up in elation.

“Hey, stop interrupting, this is my speech!” Donnie folded his arms, glaring down at them. “Why are you all assuming I’ll lose, anyway?”

“Uh, no offense, Donnie,” said Raph, “but you always lose.”

“I’m literally standing on the winner’s podium! Right now!” He waved the medal. “Do you not see this!?”

“Eh, last year was a fluke.” Leo waved his hand as though to erase the past. “Great idea with the prize, though; can’t wait until you guys are all calling me “Master Leo”! Ooo, or maybe I should go with “Your Highness”? Oh, or what about, “The Great and Powerful and Handsome Leonardo”?”

“Why don’t you just go ahead and add “humble” to that, too?”

“Great note, Raph. “The Great and Powerful and Handsome and Humble Leonardo”!”

“Oh no! We will be calling you no such thing, because after I win it is I who you will be calling “The Great Genius Donatello”!”

“If I win, you guys can just call me Mikey.”

“Hey guys, a note from your production crew,” April cut in. “Are you going to spend all day on this, because if so I’m gonna break for lunch.”

#writer ask game #lol forgot my tags

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year

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OSBXJSOSIJSHDBBZ PLEASE WRITE MORE FOR PRINCIPLE BUMP

Simple Date W/ Bump HCs!!

UEUEUEUEUE IM SO GLAD IM NOT THE ONLY ONE GETTING HYPED AB THIS MAN!! If any of yall want any specific ideas or scenarios lemme know!! I am more than happy to keep writing for this dude!!

Very polite man, definitely gives me the type of "will set his coat down on a puddle so you can walk over it" energy

TOP TIER gentleman; doesn't matter where you've gone, he's going to treat you with upmost respect

Granted he already does that all the time, this man would rather pass away than willingly disrespect or make you feel bad on purpose

I feel like he prefers quiet dates

Picnics, reading together, walking around town

Stuff like that

Maybe a nice restaurant here and there

He personally prefers small gestures over larger ones, when it comes to him recieving and giving

Small gestures of affection over a long and frequent period of time >> big large gesture that eats up a lotta stuff and happens less frequently

That's not to say he wont go all out on you

Especially if its an anniversary

No need to mark a calendar; you know its time when you see the man scrambling around and sweating bullets for a week, insisting its "a surprise!" Or "nothing!!" Until he finally reveals some large scale thing for the two of you

Not only is he a tender lover but he'll treat you like royalty

Oh stealing this from my first hc list but I am again stressing that this man will offer you his arm to hold while you walk together on your dates

Didn't know where to put this but imagine he gets Frewin to help put something together for a date/anniversary

Like he sends him off to go grab/hide something, or distract you while he gets the last touches of the event ready

Frewin being a wingman REAL!!!!!!/j

Ik this isnt a date hc but I giggle at the thought of bump having a crush on someone and frewin tries to play matchmaker

Idk I think its silly

Like the goober runs off, forcing him to approach you bc frewin came to you or something, ect ect

If you're interested in my exploring that lemme know

Anyways im getting way off topic

Tldr; this man prefers quiet and more intimate settings over something more out there, but regardless he still treats you like a god/goddess because this man is just filled with so much love and adoration

#toh #toh bump x reader #toh bump x you #toh bump #toh principal bump x you #toh principal bump #principal bump #principal bump x y/n #principal bump x you #principal bump x reader #hieronymus bump x reader #hieronymus bump x y/n #hieronymus bump x you #hieronymus bump

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heard-nsfw-is-back · 8 months

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Because of who I am I forgot about part 3. It's a little rushed. Don't super like it tbh but I can't figure out where or why. Anyway Eddie is trying to not whip it out and cum on Steve's face and Steve is like oh woah he's flirting with me👁🫦👁. I made him a little stupid bratty sub tldr here is part two

Eddie rubs Steve's legs. "Cute costume. Your idea?" Steve's nose scrunched, "Nancy's." Eddie pulls his hand away like he's been burned. "Ah youth. What won't we do for love?" Steve laughs. "We're the same age though Eddie." Eddie stares at him. "I think that's the first time you've said my name tonight pretty boy." Steve frowns. "Is it? I didn't realize." "Say my name again." Eddie demands and Steve concedes. "Eddie." "Again." "Eddie." He repeats, sighing, a little annoyed. "Again."

Steve looks at him and pulls himself up so his lips brush against Eddie's ears. "Eddie." He croons just a little. Dragging it out. It sounds like he's in ecstasy and Eddie stands up abruptly. He marches over to one of the rooms and kicks it open. The poor couple in there shout and he just points to the stairs. "Out." Steve bites his lip, trying not to laugh. "What the hell man? You didn't need to do that." Eddie looks over and points in to the room. "Don't test me. You're lucky I don't fuck you right on the stairs."

Steve stands up, moving extra slowly, pushing Eddie's quickly waning patience. With a huff and a small growl Eddie pushed him in the rest of the way. Steve looks back at the stairs before Eddie slams the door shut. "It's a shame. That's a really nice staircase." "Keep running that mouth I really will fuck you on them." Steve sits on the bed and spreads his legs out, beckoning Eddie over. "Won't that be rude? The owner might not like lube and cum on it." "I'll live." Steve has about 4 seconds to be surprised by that and Eddie is in between Steve's legs and kissing his mouth open.

Steve wraps his legs around Eddie's waist and pulls him down. It's weird kissing Eddie like this. The fake fangs are difficult to move around. As hot as it is. Steve can really only suck on Eddie's tongue. Eddie groans in his mouth and threads his hands through Steve's hair, knocking the ears off balance. Steve reaches up and tries to take them off before Eddie pulls away. "Oh no those stay on." Steve pouts. "Take the fangs out then, I want to kiss you properly." Eddie grins and pops the teeth out, chucking them on to a dresser.

Something something Eddie rips open the ass of the bunny suit and fucks Steve so hard everyone downstairs at the party leaves cause it's so loud and awkward. Steve spends the night and wakes up to bruises and scratches on his hips and legs and shoulders. Eddie is face down starfish style sleeping.

Steve wakes him up after cleaning up the party mess and brings him waffles and bacon.

Eddie is unbearably horny after seeing domestic Steve in his shirt and boxers and a soon as he eats breakfast they fuck on the Incredible Staircase^tm getting lube and cum everywhere.

Eddie absolutely bought the house for stairs.

Steve gets a complex about stairs. (Read: a kink) Eddie enables it and jokes about being a staircase next Halloween.

#stranger things #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie x steve

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