#darling mutuals

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh concept :000

Harbinger!Reader

That's it that's the ask ajsdfklakjdwobdisdhosdbs

OOOOOOHHHH OH THAT'S A GOOD ONE OMNOMNOMNONM

you're the Fair Lady's replacement, a good fit too, with your calm and reasonable demeanor- perfect for diplomacy, perhaps even better than the late La Signora herself in that category. while you can't say that you're rivals or at odds with any of your coworkers, you certainly aren't close to them either; you're all very private people, preferring to work alone, which is fitting since you all have different duties corresponding to your rank. so no, you can't say that any of the other Harbingers are your friends

well. except, maybe, for Tartaglia

the Eleventh began pestering you the moment you joined the ranks, asking you to spar or train or help him with weaponry. why? who knows. your expertise lies in negotiating and forging connections with other nations, mostly for Snezhnaya's benefit of course, not battles or sparring, and you tell him as such. eventually he does settle down but still sticks to you like glue when both of you are at Headquarters, talking your ear off as you listen and in return allowing you to speak the few words that you have to say- to be frank, you find his stories much more interesting than your relatively routine Harbinger duties, yet whenever you do speak up Tartaglia hangs onto your every word, deep azure eyes wide and earnest

he even trusts you enough to show you Foul Legacy, the monstrous Abyssal creature ironically sweeter and gentler than his human counterpart, delicately sniffing you and nuzzling his face against your hair with a soft purr when you first meet. he's vaguely aware of how dangerous Tartaglia's work is so Legacy ALWAYS frets over you when you're gone, even if Tartaglia repeatedly tells him that your job is not the same as his, and immediately when you return to Snezhnaya you're pulled aside by a certain ginger-haired Harbinger, a goofy smile on his face as he squeezes you tight before willingly relinquishing his body to Foul Legacy, who immediately bumps his forehead against yours and rumbles in delight. he loves listening to you speak, so he tugs you onto his lap and nudges your hand until you tell him about your travels, voice calm and steady as he absorbs every word you say, somewhere deep in Zapolyarny Palace <3

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #him as the battle hungry impulsive one and you as the calm level headed one #OOHHHH BOTH OF YOU WEARING THOSE BIG COATS FROM THE HARBINGER TRAILER #yeah i'm with the theory that each harbinger has a different job #is it still a theory or has it been proven i cannot remember #either way i think the eighth harbinger handles foreign diplomacy so that's your job #since you go all over teyvat you try to drop by wherever tartaglia is staying as you travel home hehehe #short scenario #other's stuff #darling mutuals #good evening :)

[sarahsmi13s]

🌹

rach!! hi hello!

your wip that you get a piece of is Whumptober Day 14 which is for Tim Bradford!

Tim looked back down at you, noticing that your eyes were closed, “Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me!” He cradled your face in his hand, smearing your blood on your cheek, “Hey! Y/N, open your damn eyes! You can nap at the hospital.”  He smiled a little when your eyes fluttered open, “Hey, hey, there you are. Keep looking at me okay? Talk to me, tell me a story.” You coughed, head rolling to the side a little as you looked at him lazily, “You hate my stories, Timmy.”  “I also hate when you call me Timmy. But as long as I’m hearing your voice, I know you’re breathing. So, call me whatever the hell you want and tell me the longest, drawn out, too-many-background-details story. Just talk to me. That’s an order boot.”

and yes i'm going to be finishing my whumptober prompt list, i know it's not october anymore but that's fine 😂

send me a rose!

#💌we just got a letter #bradleybeachbabe <33 #darling mutuals #rose game #rose asks #tim bradford x reader #whumptober

[astarioffsimpmain]

Your song choices for the 10 songs, 10 mutuals tag game were TOP TIER honestly I applaud your taste

AHHH THANK YOU!! To be honest, not many people I talk to know a lot of the songs I listen to on repeat, so I'm really happy to have found someone with similar music taste! 😁🥰

A lot of these songs mean a lot to me, and I'm glad you enjoy them too! ❤️

#darling mutuals #music chat

[blorbocedes]

gee, my obsession with you is almost as embarrassing as daniel's obsession with scotty. whenever i see a blindingly hot and emotionally crippling fic in the tag, i always know you wrote it

SCREAM 😭😭🥹 em.... pleek don't demean yourself like that... you could never sink as low as dr3

but if I could pack you up to my 'familymoon' I would 🫶

#blorbocedes ask #darling mutuals

[queenfinehair]

freeze! ✧ ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ you’re under arrest for being so lovely. copy this message to 10 other blogs (only if you want to) that you think are beautiful and deserve it. keep the game going and make others feel beautiful 🧡

Oooooh thank you so much! You're always so sweet to me 🥰🥰🥰

#ask #darling mutuals

[fan-goddess]

white yellow black + grey 🖤

- @lovelykhaleesiii ily x

White- Mutual id commit a crime with

Yellow- Good vibes mutual :) ilysm

Black- Mutual i’d let bite me no questions asked 😏

Grey- Mutual that is so smart and cool and I love to hear your thoughts pls continue to share your musings w/me

Always sweetie I fucking love you too baby x

#lovely mutuals #lovelykhaleesiii #darling mutuals

[randonauticrap]

L! YOU KNOW WHAT IS COMING YOUR WAY!

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart, and if you get five back, you must be pretty awesome. 💌

MARIEEEEEEEEE LOVE YOU HON

#darling mutuals #lovely marie

[hairmetal666]

Steve doesn't date, not anymore. He goes to bars, clubs, picks people up and makes it clear it's just for the night; that it can't, won't, be for anything more.

He falls too fast and too hard; wants so badly to be loved that he loses himself to it. So, he doesn't date and he's fine. More than fine, actually. Not worrying about finding someone, about falling in love, lets him truly enjoy his life; maybe for the first time since childhood.

He goes with Robin to visit her parents in Hawkins, wakes up at the ass crack of dawn to go for a run. With the sun barely up, he doesn't expect to come face-to-face with Eddie Munson, smoking on a park bench.

They startle each other in the early Hawkins quiet, Eddie jumping hard enough that he drops his cigarette into the dirt at his feet.

"Christ, Harrington!" He snarls a little.

"Fuck, Eddie." Steve fights to catch his breath. "What are you doing out this early?"

He glances up, finds Eddie's eyes raking over this body in a way that makes him go hot all over.

"Haven't been home yet." Eddie smirks. And he can see that's true, Eddie is fully dressed, faint lines of mascara trail across his cheeks.

"Had a show?"

"Something like that." Eddie's cheeks pink, and he pulls a chunk of hair over his face.

Understanding dawns, and Steve points at him, delighted laugh bubbling in his throat.

"Don't--"

"You had an all night Hellfire meeting?" Steve cackles.

"Shut--Harrington, shut-up." But he's smiling too. "I'm in town this weekend. Dustin insisted!"

"You can tell him no, you know?" Steve giggles.

"Like you ever could."

Eddie stands then, and they hug, quick and tight. He practically crumbles into his friend's body, but then, that's nothing new. Steve breathes him in, immediately comforted by the familiarity of tobacco and leather and sweat and weed.

"I'm at Rob's. Come say hi?"

Eddie nods and they trek back together. They kept in touch, after Vecna, and their chatting is easy, like it's not been six months since the last time.

Eddie stays for breakfast tells them with a smile, "I was gonna call but--I'm moving to Chicago. That's why I'm crashing at Wayne's for now, stopped on the way--"

The rest of his words are smothered by the force of Steve and Robin's hug, Steve's heart beating an elated rhythm he doesn't bother investigating.

--

When Eddie makes it to town, they hang out as constantly as an adult with a day job and a touring musician can. It's nice, good, to see Eddie sitting on their couch. To watch him smoke a joint on the balcony. To hangout in his bed as he works on new music. It's just like the summer of '86, before they all went off to find their futures.

They're closer than they've ever been. Crashing at each other's apartments, sharing clothes, meeting for coffee and drinks and meals. There's not a day or night when they're free that they don't spend together.

Steve knows he's falling for Eddie; was halfway there already, and now--well, Eddie's beautiful and funny and smart and talented. He doesn't make a move, though. Because Eddie'll leave, like they all do, and losing Eddie will crush him more than anyone else ever has.

--

In June, Eddie's gone for a month, touring across the midwest. The day he's expected back, Steve's in the kitchen, rolling up fresh pasta, simmering sauce on the stove.

Robin stomps in, eyes flashing. "What are you doing?"

"Making dinner?" Steve raises an eyebrow.

"Steve."

"Robin."

They glare at each other across the kitchen. Steve breaks first. "What's wrong with making our friend dinner?"

"I don't want either of you to get hurt."

Steve freezes, swallows. "I'm not--I'm--I wouldn't."

"Just. Promise you'll be careful?"

He nods, squeezes his hands into fists. "Course, Rob."

And he means it, he really does, but when Eddie lets himself in, Steve runs to the doorway to pull his friend into a tight hug.

Eddie huffs out a burst of air on impact, laughing lightly. "Miss me, sweetheart?"

"So much," Steve whispers. He presses his nose into Eddie's neck, breathing him in, and he doesn't miss the way a kiss is pressed into his hair, the way Eddie's breathing him in too.

They fall into their natural rhythm immediately, Eddie following him to the kitchen, cooing and posturing that Steve made him dinner.

As Steve serves up the food, Eddie wraps his arms around his waist, leaning against his back. God help him, but Steve can't help relax into the hold, turning his head until their eyes meet.

Desire bleeds from Eddie's gaze, and Steve's breath hitches. He wants this so badly, knows he shouldn't, but he lets himself lean in until they share air.

But--he can't lose Eddie. He can't.

He turns away, lets the moment die. Eddie doesn't stay over that night, and Steve pretends like it doesn't make his stomach hurt.

--

They aren't as close after that.

Steve keeps telling himself it's because they're busy. The school year's starting up, Steve's got lesson plans to write; Eddie made an EP, it got interest, he's taking meetings in New York and LA. It's okay that they're spending less time together.

Until Eddie stops returning his calls.

He tries not to worry. But one call becomes two, becomes three, and he can't help it. He goes over, dread a knot in his stomach. Eddie opens the door, and he's shirtless with sweatpants slung low on his hips, hair loose and streaming around his shoulders. He looks happy.

"Steve? What are you--"

"You weren't answering my calls, and--can I come in?"

Eddie winces. "It's not a good time, Harrington."

He stands there for a second, stung, not sure what to say.

"Eddie, I--"

"Babe?" A voice calls from inside the apartment. "Who's at the door?"

Steve freezes. Can't think, can't move. He hopes it isn't obvious that his heart is shattering, but Eddie's blinking at him, panic written in the lines gathering on his forehead.

"Steve, Stevie, please," Eddie is saying, but he can't do this. He can't do this.

He walks away, all the way home, numb to everything around him.

The phone's ringing when he gets to the apartment. He ignores it. Goes to his room, locks himself in, crawls into bed.

The phone keeps ringing. He keeps ignoring it.

It isn't supposed to be like this. They weren't dating, weren't trying for a relationship; Eddie's supposed to be his. He curls into himself, sobs until his ribs hurt, until his eyes are as heavy as his heart, and he falls asleep.

--

Steve startles awake, disoriented, to someone knocking on his bedroom door. He has no idea what time it is, how long he slept, but he expects Robin to be waiting in the hall.

It's Eddie. Hair in a messy bun, face flushed, eyes too bright.

"I'm sorry," falls out of Steve's mouth before he can think of anything else.

"Steve, I--I don't--" Eddie shakes his head. "Do you want to be in a relationship with me?"

"Yes," Steve whispers. "But I can't lose you, Eddie."

Eddie reaches out, slender hand, cupping Steve's jaw. "I need you to really listen when I say this, sweetheart. You will never, ever lose me. Not a chance."

"You can't know that," Steve says. Tears break free, cascade down his cheeks. "I used to think who could ever leave me? You know, back before Nancy. But I realized that actually no one would stay. And I can't--with you I can't--"

"Sweetheart," Eddie chokes on a sob. "I'm yours. Have been for years. I will never, ever leave you, no matter what we are to each other. But I can't be in some of a relationship with you. You have me wrapped around your finger, and I--I need it all, Steve."

"I want you to have it, Eddie." He presses his hand to his heart. "This belongs to you, but I--I couldn't survive you leaving."

"I would stay, Steve. I will. I promise on everything I have, everything I am, that you would never, ever lose me."

Steve stumbles into Eddie's arms, totally gone, and their mouths meet in a clumsy kiss. It wrecks Steve, tears him apart, renders him down to his smallest parts only to build him back together. He knows now for certain that there is no one else in the world for him.

They break apart, but don't move out of each other's orbit. "I love you," Steve whispers.

"Stevie, sweetheart, I love you more than anything." His fingers wind their way into Steve's hair, gentle, holding him. "I promise you'll have me for forever--fuck, longer than forever. My soul will find yours wherever we end up. I swear it."

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #fluff #angst #fluff and angst #angst with a happy ending #friends to lovers #musician eddie munson #teacher steve harrington #situationship #mutual pining #steve swears off dating #eddie is hopelessly in love with him #what if steve is the archer #who could ever leave me darling but who could stay #what if eddie is linger #you know i'm such a fool for you #the archer #linger #eddie will stay

[yandere-kokeshi]

Hoooooly crap I am BLASTED rn. Can I ask for poly 141 (it can be werewolf if you want) react and be with a reader tgat gets all giggly and snuggly while high. Also i love your work so mich like genuinely i just binge ypur stuff and constantly read things over and over and over again. Youre such a talented writer and honestly we should paying you for us to read your work. I hope you’re doib well, i love ya a toooon

— Yandere TF-141 with a gn darling who gets giggly and snuggly whilst high

Warnings: yandere behavior, being high, and being taken advantage of.

A/N: there’s no need to pay me, i’m happy to share my writing with you + everyone who likes my writing; thank you for the sweet compliments. This isn’t werewolf AU, but enjoy <3!!

To start off, they don’t mind pot. They know the real story, and how the government hides it. This said, they don’t necessarily have an opinion on it — it’s weed, nothing wrong or right about it.  

However, they also don’t condone it, as they like you awake. But if you do it, you do it and hey, they get to see a side of you that nobody else does, and you quickly become a doofus.  

To say they love your giggly and cuddly side is an understatement. All of them chuckle when they come home, seeing you laid down on the couch with reddened eyes. They love to plop you on their lap, laugh at your weird and not-in-the-moment-thinking conversations and ask you dumb shit, just to see your reactions. 

Soap can be a little shit, especially when you do a joint. He likes to ask deep-conversational questions, loving how your nose crinkles when thinking of it. And when you stutter, he loves to lean in and say: “Hm? Didn’t catch ‘at, sweetheart.”

To be honest, they all love to take advantage of you. Seeing you all calm and welcoming makes their dark heart darker than ever. 

Simon likes to ask you questions with promises, such as marriage, or even kids. Watching your reaction, and smiling with soft touches. And when the next day comes, asking if you remember them, and if you don’t? He’s hurt. Those promises were real, weren’t they? 

Honestly, Kyle and Price are worriers. Even though they know the side effects are normal, they worry like hens; constantly checking your head with the back of their hand or making you drink water to stay hydrated, as if you’re sick. 

As for Johnny, he’s in the middle — but still a little shit. He laughs when you laugh, even at the horrible jokes, and tries to make you stay in the ‘high state’ because it’s cute.

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[that-foul-legacy-lover]

AUGHHHH look I live laugh love Legacy but Childe got me thinking...

So you know how Legacy often hijacks Childe to do stuff when he wants out???

Childe hijacking Legacy because he wants to say "i love you too" back :')

And Legacy not even minding one bit because he desperately wants you to know that yesss that's what he means ToT

Wifi I am inconsolably in love with both of them :')

oh. my. goodness. comrade, i cannot tell you how this thought has wormed and nestled into my brain oh my god this is amazing

just imagine, you snuggling with Foul Legacy, your back pressed against his chest and his arms around your waist. it's a quiet, peaceful sort of cuddling, the type that needs no words except your drowsy mumbles that you love them; Childe and Foul Legacy. you feel Legacy's claws tighten slightly around you, nuzzling his face against your neck, and carefully you tilt your head back so you can cup his plated cheeks, looking at him upside down. with a sleepy smile and a content gleam in your eyes, you say that you love him, enunciating each word as clearly as you can, and you feel Legacy's wings begin to rapidly flutter around you as he chirps; once, twice, thrice

suddenly there's a poof and a shift in the atmosphere, the arms around your waist now considerably smaller and less sharp as Childe hums, his nose buried in your hair. he turns you around so you're face-to-face, leaving light kisses as random as his freckles on your cheeks and forehead. the soft pecks make you laugh in surprise, Childe wrapping his scarf around both of you so he can hug you even closer, a subtle sparkle in his usually dim eyes as he leans closer and presses his forehead to yours

"I love you, too."

a smile spreads across your face, cheeks warm, and you give Childe's hands a light squeeze, his fingers lacing with yours as he smiles back, bright as the sun. Foul Legacy purrs steadily in his mind, not at all angry, and the Eleventh Harbinger feels finally at peace

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #darling mutuals #oh oh since they can sense each other's emotions if one of them is feeling really bad the other lets them have free reign over the body #usually so they can cuddle up with you #most of the time it's really funny though #a game of who can hijack the body quickest #you're considering keeping a tally at this point #short scenario #other's stuff #good evening :)

[sarahsmi13s]

Happy 21st!!! 💕 for a mood board, how about Bob, nighttime and dark blue?

thank you em! and umm yes! 💙

|| inky blue nights with baby blue eyes ||

barefoot blue jean night

you and bob grew up together, childhood best friends to high school sweethearts who were torn apart because he wanted to get out of town and you wanted to stay. while he was ready and willing to leave behind his navy dreams for you --he'd leave everything behind for you all you had to do was ask-- you couldn't do that, you wouldn't dare do that to him. so you broke up with him, not wanting to hold him back.

but when visits home after the uranium mission, it's like nothing ever changed between you two. you were the same lovestruck kids that tore up town when the sun went down.

thank you again for your request em! i hope i did your idea justice!

here are the rules if you wish to request one! you have until the end of the week 😉

#vinny's birthday moods #vinny's moody twenty first #moodboard #moodboard event #birthday event #controlled chaos squad #top gun maverick #robert bob floyd #robert bob floyd x reader #roosterforme <33 #darling mutuals

[jabesa0]

A Demon with a Passion 4 Fashion🛍️💫

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obm #obey me mammon #mammon obey me #obm mammon #mammon #obey me fanart #a Mutual of mine on twt inspired me to make this :p #based on the Nevra Bratz doll!! #ohhh mammon my darling #I shall give you one hundred kisses on thy brow #and give you any and all gold and gems you desire #he’s my little princess :p

[queenfinehair]

✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨

Oh my darling! Thank you for thinking of me with this 🥰🥰🥰 Have a wonderful rest of your week! ♥️🌹♥️

#ask #darling mutuals

[lonestatus]

...and thats why i think it's important to see how the other side lives... to instill empathy and a sense of belonging...

my date: *thoughroughly impressed* ohh wow.. and just who is the other side to you?

*gets a discord call from my mutual whos trying to be livestreamer* oh why speak of the devil *gestures for the bill* i have to take this

#hi my beautfiful wonderful GORGEOUS genius darling dear mutuals who stream. please dont get madsies @ me <3

[randonauticrap]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart, and if you get five back, you must be pretty awesome. 💌

ALLY you're such a sweetheart, thank you so much.

#darling mutuals #darling ally