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riality-check · 2 years

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The first time Eddie needs an ambulance, he’s just trying to make his brain quiet.

It’s so loud, all the time, and between his memories and vivid nightmares of the Upside Down, he misses silence more than anything. Music isn’t enough to drown it out, no matter how much he cranks up his stereo or his amp. People work fine. As long as he’s talking to or listening to someone, it’s fine. The whole party has been a big help. Dustin, Wayne, and especially Steve help the most.

But they’re not always there. They grow up, move away, and have their own lives. And even though Steve is his boyfriend, and they live together, it’s unrealistic to always expect him to be there, too.

He’s got his own shit going on. He doesn’t need Eddie’s on top of that. Eddie ignores the fact that he will always help Steve.

So, because music doesn’t work and people aren’t there, alcohol is a wonderful thing.

Eddie usually tracks his drinks. He does. But it’s the anniversary of the whole shitshow, and the nightmares are worse and he had a fucking flashback this morning because of the lights. He hasn’t had those for months.

He just needs some goddamn quiet.

He remembers throwing up on the kitchen floor, too sick to make it to the bathroom.

And then he wakes up in a hospital bed, feeling like death reheated.

(He knows, intimately, what that feels like.)

Steve is crying beside him, and Eddie just thinks back to his ten year old self, the little stringbean kid who had to make the call and tried to clean up the vomit before the EMTs got there, and he swears to himself, Never again.

The second time Eddie needs an ambulance, he just got carried away.

It’s too easy, with the clubs he plays in. It’s too easy to lose track of the drinks audience members offer him. It’s even easier to do a line because what the hell, it’s just one.

It’s easy because he and Steve have been fighting. A lot. Steve started drinking more than usual, and Eddie’s been trying to get him to stop. Steve says he’s hypocritical, that Eddie didn’t take rehab seriously because he still keeps beer in the house.

He didn’t think he needed to quit completely; he just needed to get it under control.

He’s aware of the fact that he’s been out of control all night. He’s crossed to hell and back, but he takes another shot.

Steve stayed home because he was sick. Eddie stumbles inside and can’t even close the front door before he’s on the ground.

He hates that he knows what charcoal tastes like now.

The third time Eddie needs an ambulance, he’s scared shitless.

Steve keeps talking about family. About having kids. Eddie looks at the chip on the kitchen counter and can’t help but think, How old would the kid be before I had to explain that to them?

Every answer he comes up with is too young.

Eddie is scared shitless because he knows, he knows that he’ll be just like his parents. He knows that he’ll end up a deadbeat, a drag on both Steve and that kid, and he won’t do that to them.

He thinks about being six years old and being left alone for days at a time. After the first time, he always made sure the cereal was in a spot where he could reach it.

He thinks about being eight years old and cooking for his parents, not the other way around. He had to use a step stool to reach the stove.

He thinks about being ten years old and calling the ambulance because his mama was on the ground again, and this time his pa was out, too.

Eddie will not do that to this kid, and he won’t do it to Steve.

He thinks about an article he read a few months ago. Some new study came out, saying that addiction is genetic.

Figures that’s the part of them I carry with me, he thinks right before his mind slips into nothing.

He wakes up in the hospital again. He’s starting to wish he wouldn’t wake up at all.

The fourth time Eddie needs an ambulance is the first time he’s alone.

After the third time, Steve and him fought like hell. They almost lost each other, and that’s when Eddie realizes he would rather die than have that happen.

He took rehab seriously, and Steve joined AA, too, despite not being as bad. Eddie doesn’t play in clubs anymore. There’s no alcohol in the house, hasn’t been for years. He cut off all contact with his old dealers.

He misses it.

He doesn’t miss the high, not really. Not when he can have something better by being with his family. Not when he gets the same rush from listening to his favorite albums or turning his amp up to max. Not when he’s with Steve because everything is better when he’s with Steve.

Eddie misses the low because he’s still hurting. Bad days still happen and they’re a bitch to deal with. He still can’t sleep right, after all these years, and he still doesn’t always believe that he deserves a life this good.

He’s hurting, and nobody notices because he looks fine. He’s healthy.

He’s healthy, and that’s the problem, because Eddie misses being sick.

So he crashes, and he crashes hard, and he doesn’t know what he’s thinking when he finally goes out.

He wakes up in the hospital alone.

Alone.

No sign of Steve.

And that’s when Eddie realizes he fucked up the last good thing in his life.

His voice is shredded, but he asks the nurse where he is. She says she’ll call and find out.

Maybe he went to get food. Maybe he went home to sleep. Maybe-

She comes back in and tells him that Steve says he’s glad Eddie is okay, but that he’s not coming back.

Eddie doesn’t bother going back to their apartment before he goes to rehab.

He takes it seriously again. He knows the goddamn script by heart, knows what to do and what not to do, what to say to get out.

It’s the fastest he’s ever gone through the program.

He goes back to their apartment. It looks like Steve never lived there in the first place.

Eddie cleans it up. Calls a few people. Calls Dustin, who lets him know that Steve is alive but doesn’t say anything else.

It’s quiet. Eddie just barely keeps himself from going to the liquor store.

Instead, he gets a fish.

It’s a stupid looking fish. A goldfish that isn’t supposed to last long, maybe a few months. He names it Bagagoth and buys it a tank and makes sure to feed it regularly. If he takes care of himself, he doesn’t kill the fish.

Bagagoth lasts two years before he dies of natural causes. It’s sad, but Eddie doesn’t take it personally. By that time, he’s got a hognose snake named Lancelot and a cat named Ozzie depending on him, too.

If he dies of an overdose, they’ll eat his face. Eddie wants an open casket funeral.

He doesn’t play in bars anymore. He puts down the electric guitar and all its dim-lit, drug addled memories.

He picks up the acoustic and starts playing the music he grew up with. Stuff he heard on the radio as a kid, songs he learned for Wayne when he was first starting out.

Eddie told himself that he wouldn’t play any more hick shit once he learned electric. Hick shit brings him a comfort like no other.

He expands it to some pop, some softer rock. He starts writing his own stuff, much tamer stuff. He stays solo. He plays in cafes in the middle of the afternoon.

It’s boring as shit. It’s better than the headache of a hangover or the bill that comes after a hospital stay.

He actually goes to meetings. He makes new friends and hangs out in parks and at people’s apartments and at comic book shops. He joins a new D&D group as a player, not as a Dungeon Master. His character is a chaotic half-elf bard running from his past.

He makes enough to actually afford a therapist. She’s nice, about his age. She’s got experience with addicts and children of neglect. It takes Eddie a year’s worth of sessions to realize that he is not his parents, and a few more for him to realize that he still deserves good things even after all his fuck ups.

Eddie calls Wayne every Friday night, when two years ago he’d be at a bar. He keeps in touch with the kids and the rest of the party. Dustin tells him Steve got accepted into some master’s program in Chicago, and Eddie tries not to let that hurt so much.

He’s become a regular at a coffee shop a few blocks away. They’ve got an open mic, and while it’s not a paying gig, it gives him the opportunity to play new stuff instead of the acoustic Journey covers a lot of other places want from him.

The best thing about recovering from addiction is that it gave him a lot of new song material.

He sings about darkness, and fear, and pushes and pulls. But he always follows it with light and love and the hope of being battered but not broken.

That’s what he is. He’s got scars that never quite faded, but that chip is still on his counter, and there’s still breath in his fucked up lungs.

He’s almost at the end of his set when he spots Steve in the crowd.

Steve, dressed in a cozy looking blue sweater. Steve, with round frame glasses. Steve, with the tiniest streak of gray in his hair. Steve, whose eyes are alert and shining. Steve, who looks as handsome as ever.

Steve, who’s staring right back at him.

He stammers out an intro to his last song before he just plays, letting the music take over. He sings the first song he wrote after that last rehab stint, when he came home to an empty apartment and instead of cleaning up right away, grabbed his notebook.

It’s the only one he’s ever written that never changed from the first draft.

Steve comes up to him, after, and tells him he doesn’t hate him. Eddie says he doesn’t hate himself anymore. It’s mostly true.

They got their asses in gear. It sticks, this time.

Eddie moves into the apartment Steve has. He takes Lancelot and Ozzie, who are both confused and pleased about their new surroundings. He decorates it with posters and enough plants to constitute a garden because while a lot of things have changed, Steve’s lack of design skills haven’t.

They have a kid. The moment Eddie has her in his arms, he realizes that she will alway be his top priority. Always.

And he knows Steve thinks the same way.

They don’t drink; they dance in the kitchen. They still fight; they have a rule about not going to bed angry.

They love each other, and it sticks this time because they’re not young and self-destructive and plain fucking stupid anymore.

They’ve got years and pain behind them, and they’ve got a lot more years and a lot more love ahead.

(Click here to read Steve’s POV by my wonderful enabler, @hexmionegranger )

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #stranger things fic #i’m so sorry this is so angsty #steddie fic #yeah i can’t think of any other tags #yeehaw and thanks hex #fic collab!#this is so rough once again i’m sorry #ria writes

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blackberry-s0da · 3 months

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Mercy waiting for me to give him any sort of story that doesn’t involve him lingering naked in an invisible background

#when ur oc is so boring u draw him sleeping to have fun #I’m sorry I’m spamming him so much but I kinda figured out his design…not the clothing part yet tho #art #my art #artists on tumblr #original art #my characters #oc #Mercy #to be honest he had a story but I erased it cuz the oc is old as hell so it was very angsty and edgy and I don’t like it anymore #to be honest I only imagine a very mundane and calm type of storyline? not that interesting #the ultímate self insert. only wants to be on bed and do nothing

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major-comet · 2 months

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the biggest problem with tos’ episodic format is that the episode usually ends pretty quickly after the conflict resolves and then they never really talk about it again - no matter how intense or harrowing it was

which means that we don’t get to actually *see* the interpersonal fallout of bones being diagnosed with and cured from a previously-incurable terminal illness (that he didn’t even want to tell jim and spock he had), and then just four episodes later drugging them so that he can go be tortured (and likely die) instead of spock, and so jim doesn’t have to make the choice between them.

did they talk about it? beyond just a standard debrief and a “never fucking do that again bones i swear to god i mean it this time”? did they make it the captains’ quarters for the debrief, only for mccoy to be pulled into a crushing, trembling hug as soon as the door shut while jim tried to assure himself that bones was still here, was still breathing? spock hovering nearby - a hand gently coming to rest on his shoulder?

why didn’t mccoy want to tell them about the xenopolycythemia, anyways? to try and hold onto a few more normal-ish months before every time they looked at him their eyes would be filled with grief - mourning a man they hadn’t yet lost? the same reason he ran away; to spare them what he went through with his father?

only for him to immediately turn around and throw himself back to the wolves to (almost) die right in front of them anyways

i don’t really know how they handled it. whether they talked about it and attempted to soothe the hurt, or just resolutely tried to bottle it up.

but i do know this: spock eventually came back from gol because jim simply (though accidentally) called out for him in a moment of need. bones only came back because jim personally drafted him back into starfleet

#comet posting #they love eachother i promise but my god these boys need to learn to talk about their feelings #star trek #star trek tos #dr mccoy #spock #jim kirk #leonard mccoy #mcspirk #i’m sorry i don’t know why ive been so angsty the past few days #i think it’s the pms #the empath #for the world is hollow and i have touched the sky #star trek tmp #angst #star trek the original series

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rhinestonesox · 12 days

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thinking about how chilchuck’s wife disappeared one day without him ever knowing why. he came home from work in the dungeon and the woman he loves was gone.

Of course, after learning that she was safe he did the most Chilchuck thing ever, avoiding seeing her for the next 4 years because it’s easier to avoid the woman he loves all together than to learn what he did that hurt and drove her away.

Obviously, having her husband never come find her only cemented her doubts about Chil: he doesn’t love her anymore, because if he loved her he would find her and try to make things work.

Little did she know Chil would spend the next 4 years faithful.

#thinking about chilchuck spending 4 years alone in the home he used to share with his wife/childhood friend makes me UGH #and all that time he’s wondering what he did wrong/what he could have done differently #they’re so angsty i love it so much #dunmeshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #chilchuck #sorry for being cringe i’m tired and chuck brained

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crybaby-bkg · 1 year

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a slight continuation of this

no caller ID pops on your screen, pulling your attention away from your previous task at hand: not fucking up your eyeliner. you typically wouldn’t care if it was a little uneven, but you’re going on a date tonight, for the first time in so long, and you want everything to go as smoothly as possible.

which is why you groan when you end the call, and that same no caller ID pops right back up seconds later. you know who it is—who else would it be? you figured he’s already seen your story of being excited for going on your first date in a while, on the only app you hadn’t blocked him on. petty? perhaps, but it’s on him to be keeping up with you despite you cursing him out for wasting your time and then blocking him right after.

you watch it ring though, contemplating for a while longer than you should. you blocked him for a reason. no need to entertain his same shit that he always spews to you when he realizes that he might be losing you once more?

….but it doesn’t hurt to hear the hero beg for you.

“What do you want, Bakugou?” You sigh irritably as you finally answer his call, putting him on speaker as you go back to even out your eyeliner. You hear him huff on the other side of the phone at the use of his surname, but he doesn’t say anything about it, instead, quickly telling you what he’s been bothering you for.

“Who’s the fuckin’ loser that’s gonna drool over how good your tits look in that stupid green dress you love so much?” Bakugou grunts, and you instantly feel your face heating at his crude words. You glance over with a frown at that same green dress that makes your tits look good, where it hangs on your closet.

“None of your damn business, Bakugou.” You snap at him, wondering if it’s too late to find something else to wear. “Not like you ever took me out in my stupid green dress.” Your voice holds a level of bitterness that only he can bring out of you, and you hear his sigh through the speakers.

“I told you this before, I’m always—”

“Busy.” You cut him off, voice suddenly thick as you think back on the countless rejections he’s splattered at your feet every time you tried to further your relationship with him. “You reminded me of how busy you’ve been since you first started this whole situationship.”

“Situation—? Huh? We were dating!” Bakugou protests with a huff, and you can hear how he paces the floor quickly. You glare at your phone, setting down your liner to instead pick of your (his) favorite lipgloss.

“You’d have to ask me out to be dating, Bakugou. You’d have to court me to be dating, Bakugou. You’d have to make time for me and take me out on dates and not hide me to fucking date me, Bakugou.” You spit at him, venom dripping off of your lips in waves. You don’t know why you answered, why you even entertained him. You shake your head with a huff when the line goes quiet, eyebrows quirking up when your date sends you a text to make sure you’re still on for tonight.

“I’m sorry.” Bakugou mutters pathetically, his voice suddenly soft. You hesitate, for some reason, when it comes to texting your date back. Why do you always hesitate when Bakugou is around?

“Let me make it up to you, court you, and shit. I can take you to one of my favorite places, you can wear that pretty green dress and that gloss you know I love.” His voice is pleading, thickening and sweet and suffocating. You shouldn’t respond, should reply back a yes to your date.

“Please? You know how much you mean to me.” Bakugou mumbles, and you can hear the earnestness in his voice. Why haven’t you said yes to your date yet?

“I’ll do better this time. Just one more chance, sweetheart.” Bakugou’s voice is so soft, you’ve never heard him this vulnerable before. You sigh with a shake of your head, slumping back into your seat in defeat.

…

Sorry, I can’t make it tonight. Something came up. Maybe we can reschedule for another time?

#sorry this is kinda angsty lol #but I saw this tt earlier where this girl was so giddy bc ‘no caller id’ called LOL #and it just reminded me of the first part to this #at first he’s all ‘no we can’t date bc of xyz bullshit reason’#but the moment you’re like ‘I’m done w this toxic back n forth we’re not even a couple’#he’s like WE WERE TOGETHER THE WHOLE TIME!!!!!#delusion is what I like to call it #also he definitely takes you out to a place that’s very secluded and exclusive #to shut you up for the time being #the whole ‘at least I took you out!’ shtick #I hate him actually #but the toxic hate sex goes crazy ☝🏻#okay gn I’m sleepy and I felt so shitty today #or yesterday #so I’m hoping today will be better #maybe I’ll mediate before I start on my work #I wanna go on a walk sometime this week bc it’s gonna be great weather but my anxiety keeps telling me #that one of the stray cats or foxes is gonna attack me AKSJDKDJDJD #omg does anyone remember me talking about that calico kitty in my backyard at one point???#I haven’t seen her since and I hope she’s okay :( we miss her :(#—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬

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orykorioart · 8 months

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TAZ Sapphic Week Day 5: Haunted

Couldn’t finish what I originally scheduled for day 5 (so itll have to be pushed back), but I still wanted to have something. So let’s have a quick experimental Lureen (if that is the ship name?) angst! Because that little scene in the GN really got me 😔✌️.

#i suppose this could also be interpreted as Lupcretia #Bc the ghostly figure is intentionally vague and distorted. So it’s up to your interpretation!#This... feels too angsty for Sapphic week. I’m sorry yall. Next days will be very cute dont worry #but then again the bingo does include Betrayal and Haunted. which are ripe for angst #taz sapphic week #taz #the adventure zone #tazb #taz balance #lucretia #maureen miller #anw. I had fun doing this. now back into my internship report woo (crying)#hopefully i will have time before i go to sleep to finish more for day 6 & 7 #also I hope the ID is okay - I’m not sure how I would best describe whatever this is #is Impressionistic even the right Art Movement. Its been three years since I touched that stuff.

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mrzombielover · 1 year

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thinking abt being fwb w könig…

you’re in the same unit, but people get moved around a lot. it’s not always a guarantee to be put on the same missions every time. the military has rough conditions and many people can’t find it in them to commit to a full relationship. surrounded by death and war, getting in a relationship seems frivolous. you’ve got too many other things to worry about, and either one of you could die any day, so it’s just easier to keep people at arms length. however, you’re still human, and after all, you have desires and needs.

könig is a constant and comforting presence. one night, when you’ve both been drinking a little, it just kind of happens. you both awkwardly agree not to let it ruin your friendship.

but it happens, again and again, and könig goes from your closest friend to guy you’re sleeping with. but honestly, the arrangement is kind of perfect. no real feelings involved, but you’ve always got someone to spend lonely nights with. you can trust him with your secrets as a friend, without all the hassle of relationships and labels.

but, you don’t know how könig feels about it. he restrains himself from kissing the top of your head while you’re drifting off in his arms. for a minute, he forgets that you don’t see him the same way he sees you. he forgets how this is just convenient for you, wishing it could be more than just sex so badly. he’ll fuck you nice and deep to push the thoughts of it out of his head, focusing only on how you moan his name

he’ll pound you until you’re crying from overstimulation and babbling nonsense, fucking the thoughts out of you until you’re left clinging to him feebly. gets you cockdrunk enough to forget about the stressors of your job. he knows you just let him fuck you to shove away the horrors you’ve seen, to run away from your woes, but when you’re moaning how good he makes you feel and uncontrollably shaking, he thinks it could be enough. it would be enough for him just to get to hold you for a while, basking in the domesticity of clean up and aftercare. he knows you don’t feel the same way, and it’s selfish of him to expect anything more, but that won’t stop him from pretending.

#sorry i disappeared for a lil #take this shitty unedited doodle #i’ve been so extremely busy #finals week #and my bsf was hospitalized #just gotta make it through this week #only angsty thing i’m capable of writing #könig #könig x reader #call of duty #cod x reader #my little meow meow #!my stuff

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skylq · 9 months

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we’re both freezing and miserable and- well, you know what they say about misery.

#rain world #rain world downpour #rw saint #rw artificer #rain world spoilers #skylq #arti echo au #artisaint #rw shipping #?? it isn’t exactly a ship within at au but I’d rather be safe then sorry #sorry again for deathpop enjoyers for yet another angsty picture but ah sure that’s what we’re used to #a lot of the art I’ve been posting is quite a bit old #so as a result I’m pretty rusty when it comes to drawing scugs #I plan on writing stuff for this au proper. but for now pls take this cute lil picture

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inexplicablymine · 3 months

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WIP Wednesday / Weekday Inspiration

So I have been very out of touch on my poor tumblr blog in part because I didn’t have any new words to share (when the words don’t word they don’t word you know) and also to move into my new place across the pond, but the muse hasn’t exactly returned… I just drug her out from her hibernation cave and forced it to write.

For now enjoy a little mood board + snippet from Little Drummerboy my drummer!alex au that comes out next week!!

“That’s not fair Oscar you agreed to it when we made this plan.”

“This plan,” his voice deadly sharp, the deep baritone rolling out like a thunderstorm, “Was a deal between you and me, nothing about sacrificing for the kids. June doesn’t want to be in the magazines, she wants to write for them and Alex has a future in drumming for fucks sake, you want to throw away their dreams?”

“But what about my dreams?” Ellen chokes out.

“You can have your dreams Ellen, but I am not going to give up our kids' dreams just because you are too selfish to let them have any.”

The silence sits heavy and damning. He tries to breathe through the tightening feeling that has squeezed his lungs inside his throat, but his dad rips the door open in a harried wild way that Alex has never seen before,

“Come on mijo we are leaving.”

Rip to my first attempt at Angst let me know if this sufficiently broke you!!

We will be back to my regularly scheduled Mind over Matter (Mindreading soulmates au) snippets after next week in the lead up to its posting!!!

I have been tagged by so many lovely people the last two weeks for wip Wednesdays and Sundays so thank you all this is both a thank you and a tag back for this Wednesday!! (Also inspiration weekend too) I am slowly making my way through all of the amazing snippets and inspiration on my dash: @magicandarchery @sherryvalli @kiwiana-writes @celaestis1 @littlemisskittentoes @wordsofhoneydew @adreamareads @rmd-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @stereopticons @14carrotghoul @songliili @happiness-of-the-pursuit @everwitch-magiks @indestructibleheart @tintagel-or-cockleshells @nocoastposts @firenati0n @leaves-of-laurelin @orchidscript @cha-melodius @onthewaytosomewhere @ships-to-sail @suseagull04 @theprinceandagcd @xthelastknownsurvivorx @anincompletelist @dumbpeachjuice @ninzied @leojfitz @welcometololaland

Open tag as well for those who didn’t send things to my sad little graveyard the past two weeks ~ PLS SHARE YOUR MORSELS

#inexplicablymine wip wed #fic: Little Drummerboy #inspiration weekend #this is literally going to be so angsty but so rewarding #I’m so … not sorry about my first attempt at angst

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glass-noodle · 7 months

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I must know what they do to Connor to make him depressed afterwards :(

You will pay for making me cry so much everytime I reread your comics

The answer is probably what DIDN’T they do 😅 Connor’s the first known merman in captivity and Kamski and Co. aren’t held back by scientific or medical ethics. You can fill in the blanks :’)

I will say that Kamski’s favourite experiments are those involving Connor’s rapid healing abilities. He’s had more than a few incisions/excisions, some of which have been less…anesthetized. Just to measure stress response and its relation to healing rate, of course.

He hides his spiraling as best he can, but he’s been cracked open and violated so many times, in so many ways, that on his bad days he often feels like nothing more than an empty shell. That he has nothing left to offer; to himself, to his family, to Hank.

He hates Kamski, but he did this to himself, after all. If only he had been faster, stronger…more resilient.

#I’m so sorry this boy is so broken #he will heal with time. promise #maybe not fully but back to having some semblance of peace and normalcy and agency #maybe even stop blaming himself one day #lab merman au #Connor #Kamski #tw torture #tw abuse #tw trauma #thank you for telling me this it’s the highest compliment an artist can receive 😚💕#all my love and sorry for making it so angsty lol #*elmo on fire gif*#noodle talk

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f1nalgirlz · 8 months

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Poker Face 🂱 | Kirby Reed |Charlie Walker

In which Y/N has been with her boyfriend Charlie for a few months, but can’t shake her feelings for her best friend, Kirby Reed. She constantly fantasizes about her when she’s with Charlie.

-ˏˋ WARNINGSˊˎ- light swearing, emotional cheating, feminine pronouns, female anatomy, angst

-ˏˋ Contents ˊˎ- Kirby Reed x reader, Charlie Walker x reader, fantasizing during sex, eating out/oral sex (fem receiving)

Dating Charlie was easy, you rarely argued. He was sweet, considerate, and so happy to have his first serious girlfriend that he did whatever he could to please you. So why was it that you couldn’t seem to get your best friend out of your mind? During dates or nights in with Charlie you’d find your thoughts wandering to Kirby, asking yourself what she might be doing at this very moment. That, you could handle, you figured that much was normal. Not being able to stop your brain from imagining Kirby hovering over you, instead of your own boyfriend is where the problem really began. You knew it was getting to be an internal battle the first night you weren’t able to reach an orgasm until you imagined that it was Kirby’s mouth against your heat.

It was late, around 10:50 and you were laid in Charlie’s bed, legs spread apart, allowing him to skillfully work his mouth on your heat. He’d been at it for maybe 10 minutes, usually you’d have already come undone at 8, but it just wasn’t working tonight. It wasn’t that Charlie was any worse than he usually was, he was actually really good, maybe even better than usual, he’d learned what you liked early on. The reason lied in the guilt that had been slowly eating you alive for weeks. Every time you and Charlie had sex, your thoughts would always circle back to Kirby, imagining her in his place. Of course, you knew it was wrong, but you’d assumed it was just something that would pass, a fleeting moment of curiosity! You were desperately searching for any reason to explain these happenings to yourself, but it didn’t stop, it just progressed further, pushing you to the point you couldn’t even finish without thinking of her. So there you laid, in your boyfriend’s bed, him between your legs truly giving it his all to make you finish. As you sank further down in the bed, you allowed your eyes to drift closed, letting your thoughts shift to your best friend.

She’d walk in, kissing you and laying you down on the bed, helping you strip as she did so. Standing back to admire your frame, she’d strip herself too, it was so sensual when she did it. You’d blush as she got on top of you, trailing kisses all the way down to your throbbing pussy, taking little to no time beginning to lick it. You’d grasp her hair as she licked and sucked in all the right places, peering down at her as she did so. Moaning loudly as you felt a familiar knot tightening in your stomach, when it snapped and your orgasm washed over you, your eyes shot back open.

Holding tightly onto Charlie’s hair you moan, back arching off the bed as he continued to eat you out, assuring you were able to ride out your orgasm. As you slowly released his hair, he finally pulled away from your cunt, looking up at you from between your legs, spit and cum dripping down his chin. When meeting his gaze you felt a familiar pit forming in your stomach and chest, guilt. It only worsened when he wiped his face with the collar of his shirt and leaned up to kiss you, giving you a smile after. “Do you need anything?” He asked you gently, only being met with the shaking of your head. All you could do was pull him into a hug, the both of you laying in bed together, your head on his chest. You did love him and that made this situation all the more troubling for you, eyes almost welling up with tears as your thoughts ran a mile a minute. Charlie said nothing, contently holding onto you, a small smile plastered to his lips oblivious to your near breakdown in his arms. Ignorance is bliss, right?

Part 2

R: Sooooo… I decided to write something short and a little angsty. I had pretty terrible writers block yesterday for some reason so, this is what I’m ending up with. I hope y’all don’t hate it, I’ll be back to my regularly scheduled porn with a lil plot soon! Also might delete this idk yet😭

#scream #scream 4 #angsty smut #rory culkin #kirby reed #kirby reed x reader #charlie walker smut #charlie walker x you #charlie walker x y/n #scre4m #light angst #angst #culkin cult #rory culkin character x reader #scream4 #charlie walker #i ❤️ charlie I’m so sorry #i ❤️ rory culkin

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un-pearable · 11 months

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krypton is a gaping hole in kal-el.

clark kent is, according to his driver’s license and his about me blurb that prints increasingly smaller on his corner of the new dailyplanet.com, a classic sweetheart from western kansas with a bachelors in journalism and a one bedroom half bath three streets and a bus ride away from the daily planet in the heart of downtown metropolis. clark kent is celebrating his recent win - getting the printer to work without the hinge suffering a sheer fracture - with an extra sugar packet in his second cup of joe for the day and humoring his next desk neighbor’s heckling over it.

kal-el — superman — is the man receiving the mayor’s accolades with the world and the laser focused glare of the police chief weighing on his shoulders. according to, kal-el is,

clark kent is the well-meaning dork who never quite grew into his size and was bullied in high school, when asked he recounts being too sickly to join the football team and too unpopular to get over it. clark kent arrives early and works late to work off his four and a half years of student loan debt. clark kent has childhood friends, and an ex-girlfriend, and a budding romance with the abrasive, dyslexic, isn’t-she-just-lovely lois lane at the desk next to him who’s recently recruited him as her partner-in-foiling-crime.

superman — kal-el — has a baby blanket wrapped around his shoulders, a hunk of metal in a barn a couple thousand miles away, and a name with syllables even his mother can’t pronounce. a logo on his chest that he does not know and a dedication to love and truth and saving that is deeply, entirely human.

krypton is an aching absence in kal-el. krypton is the word he carries in his mind for when he fumbles his keys and almost breaks the doorknob, for when he hunches and smears his glasses. krypton is the lack of an explanation. krypton is, simply put, not. krypton is to kal-el not what kansas is to clark kent. kansas excuses the overfriendliness and the impromptu vacation days “to care for his ailing mother” and the handiness with a tractor. krypton is the torch they carry alongside their pitchforks when the bludgeoning begins. krypton is the response when the tragedy is unpreventable, when the wariness pitches into fear.

krypton is the world he holds in his heart when he can’t help but wonder. krypton is the sword his enemies hold over his head — a condemnation, a promise, a hope — and lord over him. the world is trapped in memories not his own, preserved in the perverted motives of those who would trade lives for tradition.

krypton is, later, eventually, a bridge. kal-el, an ambassador from a culture he’s borrowed to the one he was fated. clark kent, a haven. krypton is a girl in a spaceship of her own, fleeing from a krypton that was.

#text✨#capes cowls and crimefighting #superman #dc comics #technically fic????? i guess #fic✨#sorry was pissed off about man of steel and pondering the take on krypton as this thing he *knows* he should know about #this aching hole in his knowledge about himself #that he’s been using for so long as a crutch to support the superman identity that it hardly even has meaning anymore #bc even HE didn’t know what it meant #and then a take on zod as lording this over him. the only connection to a living kryptonian culture being . that #and then finally kara as his gateway to actually learning it #no actual canon here just me being 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥and emotional #fuck the fortress of solitude i know jack shit about it . maybe it’s here maybe it’s not. whatevs #my superfam main is kon sorry folks i just had major sad clark moments for a bit #also i’m an anthro student it’s practically in the job description to be #angsty and sad about culture and world building #wrote this at 4am while Mad. humor me.

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Okay okay so.

Your thoughts on a Time Travel-ish fic where Desmond gets yeeted back to a little bit before Altaïr’s time and Bayek, Kassandra, Alexios, and f!Eivor become basically immortal bc of POE/Isu bullshit?

And then all the main characters after that become immortal bc of POE/Isu bullshit (including Desmond) so they’re just slowly gathering a bunch of immortal Assassin/some Templars and winging it til they hit the modern day era.

If you like to add a vampire spin to it, here’s the vampire idea a while back that does include a lot of main characters (but not all) getting turned into vampires.

Now, for this idea, let’s set up some things first.

Desmond is the primary immortal and nobody knows how it works.

They stop aging once they die and are revived for the first time.

There will always be a minute of death before their revival. (spawn rate)

Since we want to cover all main AC characters (although I love the fact that we didn’t include Basim in that list. Mirage isn’t out yet, Basim doesn’t count yet, I guess XD), I know you asked for Desmond being yeeted a little before Altaïr’s time so I’m hope you’re fine with Desmond being yeeted before or during Kassandra and Alexios’ time period. (I mean how 'little' is open for interpretations I say)

And how about we make this a little bit more interesting?

Desmond gets yeeted into the time of the Isus. To be more specific, he gets thrown into Minerva’s ‘temple’ during the final days before the Solar Flare.

He’s disoriented and maybe just ‘a bit’ traumatized because of the pain he felt when he activated the device so all he could do was try to understand what Minerva was saying.

About how she’s trying to save his life. That he must do what they all fail to do.

Find the true source of this anomaly, this singularity point that ensures a catastrophe hits Earth every few millennia regardless of what they do.

Because, and this is important, Desmond, even if you save the world from the Solar Flare, another catastrophe will happen. It is inevitable.

But you can find the reason why it has to be that way.

Desmond…

No matter what happens.

Never give up.

Keep looking.

I will do all I can to give you as much help as possible.

Good luck.

And Desmond falls asleep when Minerva pushes him into some kind of device that looked like a water bed.

When he wakes up, he finds himself staring at a confused-looking woman clad in armor.

The Layla Trilogy:

Desmond has no clue what this singularity point is meant to be but he assumes that he’s meant to find it now that he’s woken up… 2 millennia before his time, Jesus Christ.

Kassandra was just looking around the supposed ruins of Athena’s first temple. She believes he’s a demigod or a human turned demigod by Athena. She also thought he might even be Erichthonius but that idea was scrapped when Desmond showed her just how little he knows of the Ancient Greek world. He joins her because it’s not like he has any other clue and Kassandra traveling made it clear that he could cover more grounds if he stayed with her.

It’s because of Desmond’s intervention that Alexios (as Deimos) isn’t killed and the siblings’ relationship is rocky but Alexios stays with them in the Adrestria even if it usually comes down to Kassandra and Desmond making sure Alexios’ temper doesn’t get them into trouble. (Whether the other family members survive is your call).

In the end, it’s the whole Atlantis DLC that makes Kassandra and Alexios accidentally (or is it an accident, Minerva?) immortal. Desmond’s inclusion into the ‘vision’ screwed up the Isu tech and whatever is keeping Desmond immortal is copied into Kassandra and Alexios. They don’t realize it until later on when Alexios dies during a very fierce battle. Then a minute passed while Kassandra cradles her baby brother in her arms as she cries, Alexios opens his eyes and gasps loudly. Kassandra and Desmond would realize they’re immortal as well later on. No matter what they ask, Aletheia in the staff (Desmond doesn’t trust her one bit) doesn’t say anything at all. Desmond believes that their immortality might have been caused by one of the many POEs he had with him at the moment (he’s been hoarding every POE they find).

In this setup, Alexios would be Aya’s ancestor and it’d be more of a one-night stand that happened because Alexios was feeling a bit off that day and wanted some company. Whether they learn Aya is Alexios’ descendant is up to you. They meet Bayek during the Curse of the Pharaoh DLC while they were checking out the ‘curse’ and this is another case of Desmond’s immortality getting passed into Bayek while the POE is shrouding all of Thebes. Maybe even during the time they were in the Duat and Desmond is seeing people who haven’t even been born yet and that’s how he believed his desire to destroy the lies being shown to him caused Bayek to be infected by his immortality. They don’t know Bayek is immortal though but Bayek knows they’re immortal (maybe make one of them die in front of Bayek? They’ve become quite prone to risky actions because they know they can’t die) so when he realized he was immortal, he starts looking for them.

Eivor met them on the Isle of the Skye and Desmond’s immortality infects her during that time as well (maybe during the final confrontation with the POE?) but, as usual, they don’t know that yet. What happens is that Eivor returns to Ravensthorpe and the story continued until the end of AC Valhalla, maybe a few days later, Reda (who may or may not be an avatar of Minerva or her sage or something, the point is his immortality is not connected to Desmond’s… maaayybbee) introduces her to an old friend of his who is looking for someone who looks a lot like Randvi, a man going by the name Amun. At that point, Eivor already knows she’s immortal, Basim slicing her throat during their final confrontation was a dead giveaway, and Reda introduced them as ‘two people of similar circumstances’. They both realized that they’re immortals and Bayek (who Eivor knows as Amun) believes that the answer to their questions is with Desmond and the Spartan siblings (they’re not, they don’t even know they’ve been leaving immortals behind) so Eivor leaves Ravensthorpe to find Desmond and the other with Bayek, promising to come back once she has all the answers.

They finally catch up to Desmond and the others around late 1100s and Desmond doesn’t know how but he’s sure he’s the reason why they’re all immortals now. Without any other information, all they can do is be cautious and, later on, they decide that Desmond shouldn’t get too close to other people until they’re sure on how this entire immortality thing gets activated. Of course, that only means Desmond would feel bored (and maybe have bad reminders of his life on the Farm) so he was just walking a busy marketplace to take some time off his own spiraling thoughts, just looking around and that’s when he bumps into Altaïr.

Desmond’s Ancestors (Part 1):

Desmond didn’t even know Altaïr would be around these parts. Why would he? All he knew during this time was that Altaïr went with Maria to go travel, he didn’t know just how far the two had traveled during that time. Desmond desperately tries to get away because, fuck, there’s no way that he was going to mess up Altaïr’s life even if he desperately wants to because he has no idea what will happen to him if he messes Altaïr’s life so badly that Desmond Miles wouldn’t be born centuries from now. This only makes Altaïr interested in him and it ends with Desmond joining Altaïr and Maria in their travels, sorta forgetting to tell anybody else that he might have been half-kidnapped/half-went along with it?

So the current immortality gang is out looking for him while he’s making a life in Masyaf, becoming like an uncle to Altaïr’s children. Desmond keeps trying to tell Altaïr that Abbas is too dangerous to keep alive but Altaïr won’t listen, thinking that Abbas would not stoop as low as Desmond says, especially when the Apple doesn’t show him anything bad happening with Abbas. By this point, Desmond had told Altaïr everything so Altaïr know Desmond knows of a future but he insists that that future is no longer their future because they have changed things.

Altaïr and Maria still go with Darim to assassinate Genghis Khan but Desmond stays behind to keep an eye on Abbas. Unfortunately, this gets him captured and it’s only because of Desmond’s warning that Malik survived, taking Sef’s wife and children out of Masyaf on Sef’s orders while Sef stays behind to save Desmond. It ends in tragedy as Sef dies in Desmond’s arms instead even though Desmond begs for whatever is keeping him immortal to save Sef, to make him immortal as well. Desmond is taken deeper into Masyaf and tested on to find the reason for his immortality instead.

Altaïr’s return is heralded by a civil war between those who sided with Abbas and the Assassins Malik rallied. In the battle, Maria dies in Altaïr’s arms as well and, if you really want to hammer in the pain, Malik falls as well. When they finally took Masyaf back, Altaïr finds Desmond in the deepest part of Masyaf alive but… well… it’s not a pretty sight. Just as he frees a catatonic Desmond, Abbas stabs him from behind and Desmond snaps out of it, screaming as Altaïr falls into his arms. Remembering how Sef dies in his arms the same way breaks Desmond. Altaïr dies in his arms and revives a minute later, much to Abbas’ surprise. In the end, Altaïr kills Abbas and takes Masyaf back.

After the funerals are done and Masyaf starts healing, Altaïr tells the new mentor (Malik if he’s still alive or Darim if Malik is already dead) that he and Desmond are leaving Masyaf. That this place is simply too painful for Desmond right now and the only way he can heal is to be away from this place. The mentor agrees because they both know how much Desmond blames himself for the death of the people he and Altaïr loved. That not even Altaïr telling him it’s not his fault could reach him.

So they leave and a few days later the immortality gang reaches Masyaf but everyone is tight-lipped about what happened and if they know anyone that looks like Desmond (there were rumors that the people of Masyaf were experimenting on how to achieve eternal life and such). So it took them a long time for the mentor to confide what had happened (that’s fine with them though because they trust Desmond can take care of himself (oh boy) and they’re immortals, they have all the time they need) and the mentor isn’t sure where Desmond and Altaïr could be.

They’re in Monteriggioni. Of course, they’re in Monteriggioni. Desmond talked and showed Monteriggioni to Altaïr and his sons so Altaïr knew how much Desmond loved the town. They stayed there because Altaïr was hoping Desmond could heal there and Altaïr accidentally sorta-maybe bought the place while it was just a little thing and started expanding and stuff. They’re always known as descendants of themselves and they’re rumored to be brothers or cousins or something, anyway, the point is the town’s connection with the Assassins is a very hush-hush affair and the Italian Brotherhood grows with Altaïr’s assistance while Desmond just… does whatever he wants.

Desmond meets Ezio as a child when the Auditore family visits the town to pay their respect and Altaïr sees how happy Desmond is to play with Ezio and his siblings. He suggests that they vacation in Florence once in a while to visit the Auditores and Desmond agrees.

The Auditore execution doesn’t happen because Altaïr’s presence makes the Italian Brotherhood be more incognito. Giovanni is still loyal to Lorenzo (an ongoing headache of Altaïr’s) and he’s the mentor of the Italian Brotherhood while Altaïr has more of an advisory role but his connection to the other Assassins was great enough that he was able to coordinate a rescue mission when Giovanni was arrested. Federico and Claudia (who learned enough to fight in secret thanks to her Tio Desmond) were in the house and they got the others out while Giovanni stayed behind so he was the only one arrested and the Auditore family is given asylum in Monteriggioni.

Of course, the whole rescue plan had been in the making for a while now as a ‘last resort’ since Desmond told Altaïr what would happen and this pushes Ezio, Federico, and Claudia to join the Brotherhood in hopes of avenging what has happened to them.

Same thing happened as canon. The actions of the Italian Brotherhood (really, Ezio and his siblings) catch the attention of the immortality gang who finally catches up but they accidentally thought Ezio was the immortal with Desmond named Altaïr and that’s how Ezio learns about the whole immortality thing.

Ezio finds out he’s immortal after Rodrigo stabs him and he dies but revives. He believes his other siblings aren’t immortal though because he saw Minerva’s message for Desmond and it’s already changed. She’s speaking to Ezio and she tells him to “keep Desmond in check”. To make sure he remembers his mission. Ezio believes it’s not Desmond who gives immortality to random people but Minerva. That this immortality thing is something Minerva prepared to keep Desmond ‘safe’ and ‘focused’.

Desmond would have easily said that Minerva is going by a list of people Desmond cared about but he didn’t even know about Kassandra, Alexios, Bayek and Eivor before his death so that idea gets thrown out before it even fully forms.

Anyway, it ends with the immortality gang going on a newly refitted and upgraded Adrestia to start looking for this singularity point with Altaïr giving Monteriggioni to Petruccio who had been taking care of the finances and the little details for a while now. They stop by Constantinople as well and Ezio falls in love with Sofia, maybe he stays with her for a while and have two children? Idk. Anyway, the Auditore line continues…

Into the Kenway line…

Yeah, see that part one? Yeah, it’s because this got too long and I only answer/reblog on tumblr on a specific time frame to make sure I get things done. Sorry XD

I’ll get back to the others tomorrow (if work wills it) but if anyone wants to take a stab at this, feel free :)

(ngl, I was debating if I should make Malik/Maria/Darim and Sef immortal. I’m still on the fence with Malik being immortal. It would be a good angst fodder “Why you but not them?!!” kind of deal)

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