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mugloversonly · 3 months
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@steddieas-shegoes I loved your ficlets about the boys after a mutual ending. But as much as I love sad boy hours...I can't stand my boys staying sad. So I wrote a happy ending that I hope you enjoy.
rating: G
if you see a typo I probably saw it and didn't fix it. Enjoy!
Steve groaned as the ringing phone woke him up. He glanced out his window and saw it was barely sunrise.
He ignored the phone for a minute until he heard the machine pick up. The voice he has been longing for for six months came through. "Hey Steve, it's Eddie." Steve shot off the bed and ran towards the phone his heart racing. "I know it's a little out of the blue for me to be calling, but I" Steve yanked the phone off the hook, interrupting whatever he was going to say.
"Eddie, hi" Steve exclaimed breathlessly. Eddie gasped and went silent. "Sorry, the phone woke me up". Steve glanced at the clock and was relieved to see that it was still early.
"Oh, shit. Sorry I forgot about the time difference."
"Don't worry about it. I'm glad to hear from you." Steve said suddenly feeling shy.
"Yeah?" Eddie asked. Steve recognized that tone. He can perfectly imagine Eddie pulling a chunk of hair in front of his mouth.
"Yeah, I was actually going to call you today. Looks like you beat me to it." Steve smiled as Eddie let out a small chuckle.
"Great minds and all that. So I was wondering" Eddie began before pausing to take a deep breath. "You can totally say no and I would understand…I mean I get it after everything…I just…well I wanted to know if you'd want to maybe…" he trailed off. Steve blinked tears from his eyes and took a leap.
"Would it be alright if I came to a show?" Steve blurted. Eddie was quiet on the other end. IF it wasn't for his breathing, Steve would have thought he hung up.
"You want to?" He breathed.
"Of course. What are the dates and times of all your upcoming shows?" Steve asks. Eddie rattles off a few places. He has a show tomorrow in Miami. Would it be weird for Steve to go all the way to Miami last minute? Probably. Fuck it. He's waited for long enough.
"There's the show in a month in Chicago. We can meet up then. But, I'll have a ticket waiting for you at all the shows just in case". Just then someone called Eddie in the background. "One sec!" He shouted back. "I have to go" he sounded reluctant. Like if they hung up, he would never see Steve again.
"I get it. I'll see you soon okay, Eds?" Steve whispered the nickname. Eddie's breath hitched.
"Yeah, soon" his voice was thick like he was trying to keep from crying. Steve smiled fondly. His Eddie was always quick to tears. "Bye, Stevie. I…I'll see you soon." He promised. Steve heard another shout and then all he heard was the dial tone. He took a moment to collect himself before making his way to the stairs. He had a concert to get to.Steve smiled fondly.
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Eddie paced the floor of the green room. Steve wanted to come to a show. In fact he asked Eddie! He wasn't sure if Steve would even want to talk to him, let alone see him again. He knew they both agreed to this separation, but he worried Steve would grow to hate him. He's never been more glad to be wrong. At least, he hopes he's wrong. Someone wouldn't fly last minute just to say they hated someone. Right? And someone wouldn't fly half way across the country for someone he could see in a month. Either way, he expected to see Steve in Chicago. A PA knocked on the door to give him a 5 minute warning.
And to tell him that Steve picked up his ticket. Eddie froze. He hadn't expected Steve to come all the way to Miami. Eddie shook his head and directed the PA to have Steve escorted to the green room after the show. He also made sure to tell her to bring Steve a cup of his favorite mint tea and to tell him that Eddie would be there as soon as the meet and greets are over. She nodded and went on her way.
He made his way to take his place with the band. Before they could go on he blurted "Steve's here." The rest of Corroded Coffin stared at him in silence. They couldn't say anything before they got their cue to begin. All four boys made their way to the stage. Eddie in the center.
"Hello, freaks of Miami!" Eddie shouted into the mic. "You ready for this shit?" There was a roar in the crowd as he hit his first chord. His eyes scanned the crowd until he spotted Steve. His beautiful Stevie looking just as out of place as usual with his polo and light wash jeans. He tried his best to keep his gaze away but his eyes were always drawn back to him.
He felt like he spent the whole concert looking right at Steve. Maybe he had.
All in all, the show was great. They got a huge round of applause and gave two encores. By the end, Eddie was jittery. He wanted to get this meet and greet over with. Ever loyal to his fans, he didn't let on to anyone that he was in a rush. The only people who saw how off he was was the band. And they didn't comment.
Finally, after what felt like hours, he made his way to the green room. He took a deep breath before he knocked twice. Then he opened the door.
Standing on the other side was a sight from his dreams. "Stevie" he whispered, breathless.
"Hey, Eds." Steve replied with a shy smile. Tears filled Eddie's eyes and before he could think, he launched himself into Steve's arms. Steve caught him with barely a stumble, his jock reflexes coming in handy. He couldn't say anything as the tears poured down his face. He felt his shirt getting damp and knew Steve was crying too.
"I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry." Eddie cried. "I shouldn't have left, I should have waited." Steve gently pulled back and cupped Eddie's face.
"No love" he whispered as he wiped Eddie's cheeks. "I should have come with you. I was scared. I thought it would be less scary to stay then to leave. But I was wrong." He pulled Eddie back into the hug. "I missed you and I have never felt fear like I did while we were apart. I'm ready to follow you anywhere." He promised.
It was Eddie's turn to pull back. "Are you sure?" He asked. Steve smirked and pointed to the corner. Eddie looked over and saw two huge suitcases and a large dufflebag. He met Steve's eyes and smiled.
He couldn't hold back another second. Eddie caressed Steve's cheeks before pulling him in for a sweet kiss. Steve's lips were soft against his and as they moved with each other, Eddie finally felt at home. It was a chaste kiss, until Steve licked the seam of his mouth. Eddie opened to grant Steve access and he didn't waste his opportunity to kiss Eddie breathless. After a few minutes Eddie reluctantly pulled back and rested their foreheads together.
"Come back to my hotel?" Eddie asked. They had a lot to talk about, and the venue's green room was not the place.
Steve nodded and they took a cab to Eddie's hotel. Once there, Steve asked to use the shower and Eddie pointed him in that direction. As he waited he sat on the bed, his chest felt lighter than it had in months.
When Steve stepped out of the bathroom, Eddie took his turn. As he got in the shower, he saw Steve's shampoo on the shelf next to his. He let out a wet laugh and reached for it. Somehow he knew that Steve had used his shampoo too. As he washed his hair, Eddie knew. Things would be alright. His dream was finally a reality.
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killachuckychuck · 1 year
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JUST GET BACK TOGETHER DAMN IT
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marauderfic · 1 year
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by Laura
Summary:
Hope is a stupid, pointless thing, and Remus is like a drunk, always stumbling into it instead of taking the right door home.
Comments:
This fic has so many layers that I won't even try to cover them all. I'll just say that it succesfully conveys the complexity of the situation for Sirius (and the Order in general) post-azkaban, and it does so in a way that feels mature and realistic. Through the beautiful writing and dialogue, we see the perspective of several members of the Order, and how Remus and Sirius, together and on their own, have to deal with everything.
It's angsty, yes, but it goes deeper: it's raw, and somehow so intense an sincere in feeling that it's almost suffocating.
Illustrative quote:
"The thing about you is," Remus says. "The thing about you is, you always made me believe in stuff. Stupid stuff, you know? Like dying for your friends and being better than everyone else thought you could be. You were incredibly infuriating."
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thebadassfraulein · 2 years
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If we get back together, I would be more understanding and patient with you. I already know your work schedules, your temperament, and your "down times" anyway.
If we get back together, I would be more loving and affectionate. Make you feel loved every single day without you asking for it. I would be the best damn thing that'd happen in your life but..... what would you do?
If we get back together, what would be different this time? What would you do differently? Would you be willing to communicate with me for everytime a problem arises? Would you let me know if you're going offline for a few days and not leave me confused? Would you not make me feel ignored this time?
... If we get back together, I would be willing to change my ways but if you would stay the same,....
...then what's the point in getting back together?
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whozkay · 2 months
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02.22.24
sick (depressed) days, so I spent the last three days at home trying to get better. i have a lot of notes to actualize and some text books, only think about it make me sick again, but, well, today I'll go back to school and get things back together (that's the worst part). so, write a lot, study a lot, work hard and harder! everything to be a good environmentalist 🌿✨
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machinerot · 3 months
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alright i couldn't find any posts showing this idle animation and needed it on my blog
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getting older can be so amazing? you get more familiar with yourself. learn tips & tricks for troubleshooting your own brain. trial & error helps you build routines that minimize discomfort, maximize reward. your preferences/interests don't get set in stone, but you do find out which ones are going to stay with you in the long-term, and which ones are fun but transient joys to appreciate in the moment.
you learn that the world is so much more complex than you were taught, and that that's okay, and that there's an endless supply of things you can learn or watch or experience or think about if you want to. if you're lucky, you loosen up, stop putting so much pressure on yourself. if you're lucky, you learn to recognize that negative inner voice, and whack it with a baseball bat until it hushes up. if you're lucky, you learn to treat yourself gently, not because you are fragile but because you are worthy of gentleness. (i hope you are lucky.)
and some things will change. some things will get better. some things will get good. and maybe you start to recover from the dehumanizing stress of childhood/education. maybe you learn the power of your own autonomy. maybe you learn how to walk away from bad situations (which is a superpower even if you don't realize it yet). and you get to choose your own clothes. and your own food. and which relationships to pursue! and what you do with your free time. and with your life (but don't worry you get to choose that gradually). and that's crazy! and sometimes scary. and extraordinarily, indescribably precious.
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amyraines31 · 5 months
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Rebuilding An Old Love Into A Lasting Relationship.
It Is Possible To Rekindle A Relationship Several Years After A Break-up. When it comes to relationships, we all dream of finding our soul mate and falling more in love and deeper in commitment every single day. Unfortunately, this is not always the case. We can all feel a spark and connection with someone for some time, only to fade with time or after particular circumstances. Falling more and…
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raepliica · 2 months
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i think they should take turns cuddling for healing purposes
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world-prayers · 7 months
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Archangel Vehuiah Restores Broken Relationships
Mending a broken relationship usually takes miracle. This angel can perform one. She can fix a breakup & get your lover to return. The pain of a romance gone wrong is unbearable & angels hate seeing someone suffer. So fear not, Archangel Vehuiah Restores Broken Relationships. Summon her today! Continue reading Untitled
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privit3 · 9 months
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catsharky · 4 months
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Yeah I was right and there was no way I was getting the rest of this done without making you all wait another month or two, so I just went to the next good break point. We're officially past the halfway point with Astarion though, so not too much longer before you actually get to see Rolan again!
Part 1 • Previous Part • Next Part
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marauderfic · 1 year
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by Rosie_Rues
Summary:
In which Sirius Black wakes up on the 1st day of 1979 embracing a Christmas tree.
Comments:
This was written for blanketforts, a winter themed R/S community that ran it's event during january 2006... so the writing is not exactly polished, since the idea was to write in response to daily prompts, but it's excellent nonetheless.
The focus is Remus and Sirius getting back together and James trying to ask Lily a Very Important Question but the plot is actually heavy on the first wizarding war. It's also part of the Rising Storm Universe, which spans several eras.
In my opinion, what shines the most is the dialogue, especially between the marauders. Plus, there are many interesting choices the author made for the story, like Sirius and Remus being aurors.
Illustrative quote:
Remus drew a quick breath. “You’re going to propose?”
James nodded speechlessly.
Fuck. Sirius needed to sit down. There was adult and responsible and then there was, well, weddings. Then he thought about it again and felt the grin begin to break out of him. James and Lily – married. In this house. They’d have kids – mini Marauders to corrupt and tell about the time he tried to feed their Dad to the Giant Squid.
“Can I be best man?” he demanded in the same moment that Remus asked, “When are you going to ask? You should have done it before you bought the house, y’know.”
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beybuniki · 9 months
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love language
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steve “cant get out of bed till middle of the day, barely leaves his house or is never home, isolating himself from everyone, never takes time for himself anymore, depressed and is slowly losing more and more of himself every single day” harrington post 1986’
robin “i know you loved her, and it must’ve killed that she wouldn’t take you back, but nancy is happy steve and she still loves you. she’s not the only one out there for you, and you’ve gotta get over it. we miss you” buckley post 1986’, trying to help her best friend
steve “…this isn’t about nancy” harrington.
robin “wha-?… oh. oh steve.” buckley.
he still wears the vest.
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demigods-posts · 27 days
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headcanon that percy and annabeth routinely swap weapons in battle. it's not a concious feat. it's just that they consider themselves a single unit when fighting for their lives. so their partner's weapon is also their weapon.
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