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steddieas-shegoes · 1 year

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Chapter 3

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Steve was warm.

He was also naked in a bath that belonged to Eddie.

It was a nice bath, much larger than the one he and Robin rarely used, and full of bubbles that smelled like peppermint.

Eddie told him it would help keep him awake, but also help him stay relaxed.

He was right.

He was also currently making Steve a grilled cheese (his favorite) and letting him listen to music through his phone speaker (his relaxing playlist that he used for his paperwork hours at home). He’d made sure the bath was hot, but not scalding the way Steve usually had it. He didn’t leave the room until Steve was laying in the bath, head resting against the towel Eddie set up along the edge, eyes closed to keep his senses dulled. According to Eddie, that was really important.

He’d lit a few candles and kept them on the side of the sink, then shut off the light before leaving to make Steve’s sandwich.

Steve was still completely unable to speak.

That was more than a little unnerving.

He knew what he needed and wanted to say, but nothing came out.

But he trusted Eddie for some reason. He’d unpack that later.

Maybe.

Probably not.

For a guidance counselor, he wasn’t that great at giving himself guidance. Or counseling.

“Stevie?”

“Hm?”

Hey! Progress! He made a noise!

“Got your sandwich,” Eddie held up the plate and smiled at Steve, who had opened his eyes, but hadn’t bothered to lift his head from where it rested against the back of the tub. He was too comfy. “You wanna dry your hands so you can eat?”

He wanted to eat, but he certainly didn’t want to move. His hands were so warm in the water. If he took them out of the bath they’d be cold and probably pruned, which was not attractive.

Not that it mattered if he was attractive, but he didn’t want Eddie to have anything else to add to the list he’d titled ‘Why Steve Harrington Is Not A Catch.’

“Sunshine, you have to eat something.”

Steve sighed. He blinked at Eddie in hopes that he would understand what he was trying to say.

Eddie sat down on the floor next to the tub and lifted the sandwich up to Steve’s mouth.

That wasn’t what Steve was trying to say, but he couldn’t really argue since he was still apparently nonverbal.

Eddie had briefly explained that that happened a lot during subspace, and sometimes it happened during a drop.

Steve took a bite of the sandwich and groaned.

It was good.

Or maybe he was just really hungry.

Either way, he leaned in to take another bite before he’d even finished chewing the first. He didn’t even care if it was disgusting or rude, he just needed to eat.

“Good boy. But don’t eat too fast, sunshine. Don’t want you to feel sick.”

“Mhm.”

Steve relaxed again, letting Eddie hold the sandwich up to his mouth to take a bite every minute or so.

It was nice. Too nice.

Steve had never been taken care of like this. Even when he was with Nancy, she would usually leave him alone when he was sick or tired, not wanting to expend the energy it takes to get him through an illness or exhaustion.

He was a little needy sometimes. He covered it up well after Nancy, not wanting anyone, not even Robin, to know he sometimes needed someone to care for him.

He hadn’t even noticed he drifted off again until Eddie was running his fingers through his barely wet hair.

“C’mon sunshine. Water’s getting too cold. Gotta get you in bed.”

And then he was in what he assumed was Eddie’s bed in what he assumed were Eddie’s clothes in what he assumed was big trouble.

He let himself feel safe.

He hadn’t felt safe in a long time.

– – – – – – – – – –

When he woke up, he was alone.

He was used to being alone.

In fact, a part of his brain told himself he would have been more worried if he wasn’t alone.

But he wasn’t in his bed, which meant at some point very recently he wasn’t alone.

And then it all came rushing back to him.

This was Eddie’s bed. Eddie, the tattoo artist he barely knew, who helped him through whatever the fuck he went through yesterday.

He turned onto his side and nearly fell out of bed when he saw that he wasn’t alone. Eddie was asleep, body curled up facing Steve, but keeping some distance between them. His breathing was slow and quiet, and his body looked relaxed despite the uncomfortable looking position he was in.

Steve watched as Eddie slept, thinking through the events of the night before.

Eddie had known what to do, what he needed, and how to make sure he got it even when he couldn’t speak. He hadn’t taken advantage of him, even though it would have been easy to do with Steve so out of it.

Eddie let out a snore and Steve couldn’t help the endeared smile that crossed his face.

Nope, you stop that right the fuck now, Steven Harrington.

He was about to slap himself in the face to prevent himself from actually having feelings when Eddie’s eyes shot open.

They stared at each other for a moment, and then Eddie smiled, and Steve was definitely in trouble.

“Hey, sunshine.”

“Um. Hi.”

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah. I’ll be out of your hair as soon as I can get dressed.”

Steve started to sit up, but Eddie reached his hand out to stop him.

“No rush. Seriously, take your time. I don’t have to be at the shop until 12 today.”

Which reminded Steve that it was Sunday, he had nowhere to be, and he was currently very cozy. Maybe he could stay for a little while. Just until he was more awake.

“I don’t wanna take up more of your time. You’ve done enough I think.”

“It’s fine, Steve.” Steve felt himself make a face at the name and Eddie’s brows furrowed. “What?”

“I dunno. Just used to you saying Stevie or Sunshine.”

Eddie smirked at him and Steve felt his stomach drop. Where it dropped to, he didn’t know, and he didn’t think he would ever find it again with the way he felt completely hollowed out.

“It’s just as much for me as it is for you, Stevie. That was pretty intense last night.”

His tone was serious, but he kept a soft smile on his face, probably to make sure Steve didn’t run away without talking about some of it.

“Yeah. I’m sorry about everything. I really wouldn’t have even gotten a tattoo if I thought that would happen.”

“Nothing to apologize for. You can’t control it. How would you have known it would happen?” Eddie raised one brow as if to dare Steve to argue. “Exactly. You didn’t know. I’m glad I was around to help. Hate to think what could’ve happened if it was someone else.”

And, yeah, Steve was worried about that now too. Eddie seemed to know a lot about this, so Steve took this opportunity to ask some questions. He certainly couldn’t ask Robin.

It was a long conversation, and Eddie never talked to him like he was stupid. He was patient and kind, and was honest if he didn’t know the answer to something. He occasionally reached out to brush some of Steve’s hair out of his face or squeeze his hand if he seemed like he couldn’t figure out how to phrase something, bringing him back to the present and keeping his thoughts in order.

They went over how he could prepare for it next time, but Steve said he probably wouldn’t be getting another tattoo anytime soon.

Eddie said he would prefer that he come to him if he did or at least have someone who could help him through it if he went somewhere else.

“So, before the drop…” Steve stopped. He didn’t know what he wanted to say. Well, he did, but he didn’t know if actually wanted to say it out loud.

Eddie looked at him expectantly, an encouraging smile pointed at Steve in a way he couldn’t resist.

“Before the drop. I really felt…good. Like I was untouchable and nothing bad could happen. Is that always like that? The subspace thing?”

“I’ve never experienced subspace. I mean, I’ve tried a couple times when I first started messing around with people, but it just didn’t happen for me. But I’ve been with plenty of subs when they’re floating and they describe it like that, yeah. Like you can feel everything and nothing at once, but everything is good. It’s a high you can’t even get from drugs. Which is why the crash from it can be so fucking awful.”

It still didn’t make sense how Steve got to this point, how he had ever reached that high from needles pressing into his skin and Eddie being nice to him, and how he’d fallen so far so fast.

But what Eddie said was exactly how he’d felt the night before. He wasn’t really able to put it into words like Eddie had.

“So will I always drop if I end up there again?”

“Not if you’re with the right person and you can figure out limits and what causes it for you. Everyone is different. For you, it seems like pain might do it, but you would have to be in the right mindset to get there no matter what.”

“I wasn’t really in any type of mindset last night.”

“Maybe it didn’t seem like it. But it’s hard to really know when you weren’t expecting it.”

Steve bit his lip. How could he have not known? How did he make it to 27 years old not having a clue?

“Hey.” Eddie’s thumb rubbed against his bottom lip, pulling it away from his teeth. “You didn’t know. It’s normal for a lot of people to never know. If you weren’t into the scene before, how would you know? But now you do. And now you just have to be careful in the future. I don’t want anyone to hurt you.”

Steve was gonna die right here in Eddie’s bed. Who the fuck just says shit like that? His heart skipped a beat like in those stupid romance books Nancy used to read.

How dumb.

“Is pouting your natural state?”

Steve pouted harder, bottom lip pushing out as far as he possibly could just to be ridiculous.

It was worth being and feeling ridiculous to hear Eddie’s laugh.

“Listen, I know I just threw a lot at you and you may have more questions. You’ve got my number on that tattoo care sheet, so make sure you call me or text me if you have any questions, okay? And if you want another tattoo and don’t feel comfortable going somewhere else, I’m happy to do it all over again, hopefully without the drop this time.”

“What if I wanted to float again? Without the tattoo.”

Steve should shut his mouth. He really should shut his fucking mouth.

Eddie searched his face, much like he did the night before. What the hell was he looking for?

He glanced behind Steve for a moment and then back at him.

“I’ve gotta get up and get ready. But we have to have a really big talk before I can agree to that.” Steve felt his own face fall, but Eddie quickly continued. “Not because I don’t want to, sunshine. I think you’re at the part of the post-high feeling where you wanna reach it again right away. That can be really bad for you and for me, okay? But I’m done at 7 tonight. You busy?”

Steve was never busy on the weekends unless Robin was dragging him to a club and he’d be damned if he tried to go to a club instead of being with Eddie.

Which is another thing he probably should start unpacking very soon.

“No. I have work at 7:30 in the morning though.”

“Ah, right. Guidance counselor.” Eddie smirked. “Nothing’s gonna happen tonight except talking. You could also…bring stuff to spend the night here if you want.”

Eddie seemed incredibly nervous to even suggest it, and maybe if it was anyone else, Steve would’ve laughed and ran out the door, never to look back at the batshit insane person trying to have him spend the night within 24 hours of knowing him.

But Steve thought about how well he slept in Eddie’s bed with Eddie last night, and he thought about how his bed was pretty lonely, and how maybe waking up here again would make him feel better about having to exist on Monday.

“Yeah. I could do that.”

Eddie’s answering smile was nothing short of blinding.

“Great! Okay. Let’s head on back to the shop so you can get your car. Is Robin home?”

“Probably. She’s probably waiting to see my name on the news with the headline “Dead Body of Idiot Man Trying To Get First Tattoo Found” and a picture of me from the yearbook.”

Eddie let out a loud laugh.

It was nice.

Usually, Steve got annoyed when people laughed so loudly, but Eddie’s was nice.

Eddie was nice.

“So. 7?”

“Yeah, sunshine.”

— — — — — — — — — —

Eddie didn’t let Steve stray far while they got ready to leave.

Steve would never admit how much he loved it.

During the drive back to the shop, Eddie played music Steve had never heard, and probably never would have if not for him. He didn’t exactly like it, but he didn’t mind it, especially when he watched Eddie sing along with a passion Steve hadn’t really ever felt.

They didn’t need to talk and Steve didn’t feel pressured to try.

He hadn’t felt so comfortable around someone since he first met Robin, and he was holding onto the panic he knew was coming when he was alone.

He was still feeling tired. His emotions had been on a hell of a journey over the last 18 hours, and Eddie had already warned him he probably would be feeling the effects of it all for another day or so.

But Eddie also explained that without the drop, it’s worth it.

He wanted to know what that felt like.

And he wanted to know what it felt like with Eddie.

So when they arrived at the shop and said goodbye, Eddie hugged him tightly, holding him against his chest. Steve wasn’t much shorter than him, but he managed to fold himself into him without being uncomfortable, resting his face against his collarbone and breathing in the scent he was already addicted to.

They separated, but neither seemed ready or willing to.

Did Eddie feel this pull the way Steve did? Was Steve just attaching himself to someone who helped him through his most vulnerable time?

As he walked away, he looked over his shoulder to find Eddie staring after him, keeping eyes on him as he walked to his car. He was frowning.

Maybe he did feel as much as Steve.

Chapter 4

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lizzieislife94x · 5 months

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Long Distance (e.o)

Requested ❤️

Lizzie x Fem Reader

GirlxGirl

Y/ns POV:

I wash up my plate as I watch my phone like an excited child its 6:30pm meaning my girlfriend will be calling any minute its 10pm where she is at the moment on location, I dry my dish as I wait for the call after 5 minutes my phone rings with the facetime call.

Me: babyyy I've missed you so much.

Lizzie: I've missed you too, how was your day today baby.

Me: it was great work was chill I hung out with one of my new co workers Jane she's awesome.

I say with a smile as I look at lizzie her smile doesn't seem proper maybe I'm over thinking

Lizzie: that's good did you eat.

Me: yeah I just had dinner just finished 15 minutes ago, how is work going liz.

Lizzie: ugh good yeah just really tired I wish I was with you though.

Me: yeah me too me too.

After an hour on the phone we hang up and I have a huge smile on my face lizzie said she's coming to visit next week she has 2 weeks off and I couldn't be more excited about it I decided to go for a shower then bed and fall asleep with a huge smile on my face.

4 days later:

"So you have any plans for this weekend y/n" I look up from my food and smile sweetly "actually I don't do you wanna do something" I ask Jane as she grins "yessss lets go dancing and let loose" she says excitedly as I giggle "ok so tomorrow night I'll meet you at the club?" I say and nods "yes definitely " we continue to eat our lunch as my phone rings I look and notice lizzies name causing me to smile "Jane ill be right back I have to take this my girlfriend is calling" I stand up and walk away to answer.

Me: Hey baby is everything ok

Lizzie: yeah I just missed your voice babygirl how is work.

Me: yeah we're on lunch just now I'm going to the club tomorrow night with JaneAll I hear is silence for bit

Me: lizzie are you there liz baby

Lizzie: yeah sorry I'm here thats great as long as you have fun princess

Me: oh you no I will but hey I can't wait to see you on Monday I'm counting down the hours

Lizzie: me to princess I can't wait to just chill with you go out and most importantly have you in my arms.

Me: oh god me to baby I can't wait shit hey baby I gotta go I gotta get back to work ill text you later have fun filming.

With that I quickly hang up and rush back up to the office and get back towork after a few hours it's home time I quickly head home and throw myself on the couch oh jeez its been a long day I decided to just have grilled cheese for dinner I can't be bothered cooking once I eat I head up to my room and throw myself onto the bed and open tik tok must have fell asleep though because I'm being woke up to the sound of my alarm I roll over and groan getting up to shower and brush my teeth I get dressed for work and head to my car.

Me: Good morning baby I hope you have a great day still counting the hours down till your here but I'm heading to work so I'll text you again later

I put my phone down and drive to work as I pull up my phone beeps causing me to smile when I see her name on my phone

Lizzie♥️: Good morning princess I hope you have a great day at work and don't get to drunk tonight ill text you later beautiful

I smile and walk into the building to get my work done at lunch Jane comes running over to me "dude you still on for tonight" she says excited "yeah of course haha I'm looking forward to it ill meet you at the club at 8" she jumps up and down a little making me laugh.

after a long day its finally time to head home I need to go and pick an outfit.

2 hours later:

I finish putting the last touches to my make up and admire myself in the mirror I do look pretty hot if I do say so myself I went with tight black dress and black heels decided light make up and curly hair I grab my phone and take a full body picture and decide to send it to lizzie.

Me:*1 image attached* baby do I look ok

Not even a minute later my phone dings

Lizzie: Wow wow wow you look fucking sexy baby not gonna lie I'm hella jealous right now if anyone looks at you a little to long punch them in the face for me babygirl😳

I giggle at her text blushing slightly

Me: Baby no one's going to look at me and even if they did let them I have the best girlfriend in the world I don't need nor want anyone else but you your eyes and your staring are the only ones that matter to me

I spray some perfume and head out getting into my car and driving towards the club after 20 minutes I arrive right on time I park up and head to the front of club and see Jane "wow you look amazing" she says as we hug and head inside.

4 hours later:

"Oh my gosh that was so fun I yell to Jane" she nods and agrees we head outside and I call an uber "I haven't been out in a while and I had so much fun thank you Jane" she looks at me and smiles "same thanks for coming with me" we part ways heading into our own ubers after 20 minutes and a stop to Mcdonalds I'm home I decided to drunken facetime my girlfriend while I munched my Mcdonalds we spend roughly 2 hours on facetime before I passed out

Time skip to Monday

Work was boring today maybe its because lizzie gets here in the next hour and I'm counting down I get to finish in 10 minutes so I can pick her up once I finish I practically run to my car and head towards the airport my excitement rushing through my veins after 15 minutes I arrived at the airport I get out and stand against my car patiently waiting after a few minutes I spot her walking towards me with a huge smile I jump up and down and run towards her screaming with excitement as I jump into her arms she catches me and we both squeal in joy holding eachother tight "I missed you so fucking much" i mumble into her neck as she holds me tighter "I missed you to princess" we stood holding eachother for 10 minutes before I took her bag and put it in the trunk then opened her door for her "thank you baby" she smiles fuck I've missed her smile so much Irun to my side and start to drive to my house her hand automatically rests on my thigh making my thoughts run wild I haven't seen her in 6 months so its been 6 months of no action I pull into my drive and get out running round to open her door "there you go baby" she giggles and smiles as we walk inside she plops down on the couch and I follow instantly cuddling upto her "fuck I've missed you" I mumble but loud enough for her to hear"I've missed you too beautiful" she says as she plays with my hair I Bury my face in her chest and bask in the feeling of being in her arms and her playing with my hair I let out a content sigh this is perfect.

AN: ok this is gonna be a 2 parter I didn't think it would be this long but this part is basically just leading up to them being together again part 2 will have the action if it sucks I'm sorry lmao hope your all good and stay hydrated people I feel like I've not wrote in months

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raccoonfallsharder · 7 months

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string cheese anon here! thanks for answering my ask! <3 but the way u said rocket would eat anything u didn't tell him to for some reason reminded me of that classic dog owning experience (he is not a dog but he is a little gremlin sometimes, as a treat):

"What is that in your mouth?" *dog immediately runs away* "DROP IT!"

idk I just

I think it'd be funny for quill to see rocket running away with string cheese or any other forbidden food in his mouth while you (me? anyone really) are in hot pursuit

string cheese nonnie! (i feel like i have a lot of anons named after foods??) you are precious and i am grateful for this message because:

yes. YES. maybe pete sent you some fancy chocolate-covered espresso beans from terra when mantis had come to visit him, and she'd dropped them off on knowhere for you when she'd passed by. they are very bad for raccoons but rocket likes that they keep him AWAKE so he can BUILD MORE BOMBS. still buzzed on the first handful he'd swiped when you weren't looking, he asks you to try some.

i dunno, you tell hesitate. these aren't really good for you.

but he sweet-talks you (which should've been a red flag if you're being honest) and when you reach in to grab him just one he snatches the whole 4 oz bag from you, hangs onto it with his teeth, and sprints off on all four legs like he does sometimes you're freaking out a bit because that's like the equivalent of 9.5 cups of coffee - will he eat them all at once? probably not??? how sick will all that chocolate and caffeine make him if he does? you almost trip, lurching upright and throwing yourself after him so quick that you're almost moving faster than your feet, carried by momentum

also those thing were expensive and you don't know when pete will be able to get you more

nebula's got a stick of grilled orloni halfway to her mouth and freezes as the two of you shoot down in the streets of knowhere. the orloni vendor also stares. was that the captain? he asks

cosmo is helping drax with the kids but gets distracted when you tear past and wants to play too. once she joins the chase, of course the kids follow her lead, and of course drax follows them, and soon it's basically a fuckin parade, all chasing the captain & his ill-gotten espresso beans

now i'm watching videos of raccoons stealing food and running off

#thank you for this #rfh asks #rfh headcanons #rocket raccoon #string cheese nonnie #rfh fluff

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kleenexwoman · 4 months

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I'm finally getting out of my fog and writing again!

Naturally, I'm writing about brain chemicals more. This time it's Steve and Eddie, and there might be a surprise mentally ill guest star I will make you feel unexpectedly bad for. (@thorniest-rose you are literally the mortal inspiration for me writing this all tbh)

Sneak preview:

Billy oozes by Eddie’s locker after lunch, and Eddie expects him to say something about Steve, but he doesn’t.

“Need some white heat,” is Billy’s opening line.

“Dude, your dealer in Los Angeles might know what the fuck you mean, but you gotta be a little more specific with us hicks,” Eddie says. “That could be, like, anything.”

“Nose candy, moron.” Billy rolls his eyes.

“Are you fuckin–” Eddie stuffs his books into his locker and lowers his voice. “What are you, a narc? You can’t just buy cocaine off me in the hallway, idiot!”

“I’m so bored, man,” Billy whines. “What, do I gotta come to your special little goblin rock in the woods or whatever for anything halfway decent?”

“Look,” Eddie says. “It’s pizza day. I have oregano, ‘cause the pizza here is basically grilled cheese, and then I have antacids so you can concentrate in class. And I have some aspirin for girls on their periods. If you want anything more interesting than that, you gotta come to my place.”

“I thought you delivered,” Billy says.

“You can walk to my place,” Eddie points out. “I don’t deliver when I can hear you blasting Speedwagon across the park.”

“There’s nothing wrong with Speedwagon,” Billy says.

“Didn’t say there was,” Eddie says. “I’m just saying, you can walk. Or drive, or whatever.”

“Fine,” Billy says, and points at him. “Five-thirty, sharp.”

“Yeah, whatever, man,” Eddie says as Billy walks off.

Whatever. He’ll be at home or he won’t. It’s not like Billy has that much money, not unless Hagan is sending him to get the drugs, which seems like a reversal of dynamic on their part. But the world has changed, who knows what bright new social order blah blah.

It’s a little more of a surprise when Eddie closes his locker ten seconds later and Nancy Wheeler, of all people, is standing there.

“I don’t sell study pills to bitches,” Eddie says.

“Yeah, I’m fine on the… study pills,” Nancy says, wrinkling up her nose like she’s not going to be slamming Mother’s Little Helpers come her frosh year of U of C or wherever the fuck she thinks she’s headed. “It’s about Steve.”

Eddie points at himself, then at Nancy, then raises his eyebrows.

“Please, please don’t sell him anything,” Nancy says.

Eddie angles his whole body towards the retreating Billy, looks back to Nancy, back to Billy, shakes his head, and then turns back to Nancy.

“That’s Billy over there,” Eddie says, “unless I’m very much mistaken.”

“I saw you sitting with him at lunch,” Nancy says.

“Yeah, well, nobody else was,” Eddie says. “Can I go to class now, hall monitor, or do we need to take this to the interrogation chamber?”

“I’m just saying that he’s been through a really hard time,” Nancy says, and raises her hands defensively, “and yes, I know I was part of that–”

“So you understand the unfeasibility, nay, the pure absurdity of your negotiating position here,” Eddie says.

“–but just because we’re broken up doesn’t mean I don’t care about him,” Nancy says. “I mean, six kids? Who has that many children in one lifetime?”

“Mormons?” Eddie blinks slowly. “I’m sorry. Are you coming to me to ask me not to engage in the commerce that is my trade, or are we discussing birth control now?”

“I’m saying that it’s probably unethical for you to target Steve for, like, drug-selling reasons when he’s just been through a really bad weekend,” Nancy says. “So please? Like, please? I don’t want to have to call his parents and explain why their son is in a straitjacket at Central State Hospital.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have called the guy ‘bullshit’ in front of all his friends then,” Eddie chirps. He opens his locker door, shoves his math book inside, and rattles it around for a few seconds just to make a point. “Seems like anything I’m gonna do after that is just gravy.”

“Look,” Nancy says from behind the locker door. “It wasn’t my best moment.”

“It wasn’t,” Eddie agrees. “Neither is this. But I’m willing to do you a favor and forget it.”

“But I’m really serious,” Nancy says. “You have no idea how much harm it could do–”

“Rule One of the Munson Doctrine.” Eddie slams his locker. “Do not give opinions or advice unless you are asked.”

“What?” Nancy tilts her head forward in that way smart girls do when they’re not sure if they’re hearing you wrong or they just think you’re stupid.

“Ethics,” Eddie says. “You mentioned ethics. I have ethics, and I’m sorry they don’t line up with yours, but that’s a big one. Rule Eight: Do not complain about that which you need not subject yourself.”

“Those are the Satanic Rules of the Earth,” Nancy says slowly. “I saw Anton LaVey on Geraldo too, y’know.”

“Okay, you got me.” Eddie throws up his hands. “Twenty bucks and I won’t sell anything to Steve this week. Are you happy?”

“Fine.” Nancy visibly sets her jaw, like she wasn’t the one just accusing Eddie of preying on the weak-minded for sport and profit, and digs a crumpled twenty out of her purse. “Thank you. I really appreciate this.”

“And I appreciate making a sale without even having to move any product,” Eddie says, stuffing the money into his pocket. “Break up with a few more guys, and I might be able to get into Warhammer.”

#steddie #steddie fic #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #billy hargrove #steve harrington #anton lavey #satanism #tw drugs

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stonyponyofficial · 10 months

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i was tagged by @cyber--grrl to list ten songs with food and or beverage in the title. thanks fer the tag :3

ill also rate how yummy each song is for fun! 😋

1. dog food - 100 gecs: mm yummy girlkibble just for me ^w^ also very yummy song. the beginning gives me goosebumps every time, and the ending vocal noise feels very eating kibblecore.... u agree right? umm 8/10

2. Chocolate Matter - Sweet Trip: if there were something out there generically called like "chocolate flavored matter" i think id eat it. also DELICIOUS song lots of variety and good texture here 9/10

3. Cream Soda no Yuutsu - ......... : ill admit im not much of a cream soda fanatic. nothing against it in fact it sounds quite yummy at the moment i just don't really have it ever. similar feelings about the song. good i just haven't listened to it much.. feels like im on a cream soda beach being soaked in the waves 7/10

4. Lean Beef Patty - JPEGMAFIA, Danny Brown: mmm yumm yummy yummy scaring the hoes for dinner AGAIN fuck yesss 🥰😻 however just a patty? in a state of being .. maybe cooked? could just be raw meat on a plate. hmmmm. while the song would be near perfect yumminess on my Violet Yumminess Scale the title brings it down a lot... ill say 6/10

5. honeydew blue - 800 Cherries: oooh double fruits on this one :3c melons besides the famous wawermelon aren't really my go-to fruit snack but id have a little if u were having some o_o and like u were making it look really good idk... oh and id have a few of those 800 cherries u have too even tho i said i didn't really like those too... also the song is what i hear when im full from a nice fruit meal. and the triannnggllleeee 😩 chews on it. it is metal. i was gonna give this song an 8 but me not liking honeydew that much should not bring it down this song is a 9/10 yumminess

6. Fresh Meat - Diet Tea Other Cola: yet again we run into the clash between song and title yumminess. fresh meat: the song's yumminess comes from dtoc's slick lyrics and how they mix like backing screams into these songs with little midi beats? i think they're an interesting artist but thats for another time. fresh meat: the food however? would maybe not be as yummy i think. 4/10 bleh!

7. Princess Lunas Glorious Grilled Cheese Sandwiches - Cats Millionaire: i would do unspeakable things to a grilled cheese rn. especially if it was one of princess lunas 😳.... isn't my favorite off fun fun fun but is still yummy in its own right! 7/10

8. Hotel Breakfast - Bladee: listen if there's a whole buffet of shitty breakfast food im there. and if there's a bladee song about it im also there. wait he missed the hotel breakfast bc he slept too late? rookie mistake. 6/10 for missing it lol

9. Stir Fry - Migos: mmmmmm im just making myself hungry now. personally id fuck up some stir fry. chunky ass noodles. little corn. shit. and this Migos song? yummy enough to back it up 8/10

10. Piggy Pie - Insane Clown Posse: hmmmm if we're talking like a pork pot pie from the freezer section yeah sure yummy as hell. however im not sure about these fellas food handling credentials or their ingredients..... song is very crunchy and record scratchy and yummy however so to balance all this. a 7/10 yumminess :3

okay here is where i use my summoning spells.... in case anyone would like to show off their yummy songs as well ^w^ u don't have to rate them that was just for me hehe.... u don't even have to make a post we can just think about yummy songs together instead! ummm okay here i goes @numetalpuppygirl @metroid-fusion @transgirlmononoke @malicious-face @toriel-vapes @a-little-bit-poss SHAZOOO spell of increase ur notification number by one

and as always thanks for w

and as always anyone can lie and say i tagged them if they wanna do yummy song game!

#violet originals #thank u for the tag again! this was fun #ive had similar ideas like this... but like what am i gonna start an ask/tag game #i do it like 'send me a word to search my music for and ill reply with music with that word in the title'#it's very easily manipulated tho like 'u should search for gec :)' right? i think it'd be more fun if it was just generic words #coffee. girl. on. sky. hand. like honestly the more general use the more fun #'this is my favorite song with the number 2 spelled out in the title!' like cmoooon that'd be fun #anyway thank u for enjoying my yummy music 😋#and to anyone who has sent me posts to do i am DOING THRM please im just a very slow going and easily distracted girl heh

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catdemonb-tch · 11 months

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HII!! I wanted to request something if that's ok :D and its something similar to this masterpiece you've done, now... はじめましょう！

could I request a matchup for hazbin hotel? not just any matchup but a wedding matchup maybe :D ?? where you matchmake me who I will be married too and wtv. idea from this person, but lets NOW start!

name/pronouns: my name is joey and I use he/him pronouns!

learn about me!: im a ENTP and extroverted but at first I may be a little awkward so it'll take me time to adjust to a new person but it'll work out as always(there's more infomation abt me but im just to tired to list it all but its all on my main acc here! @averagetoyakinnie), im transgender aromatic bisexual and unlabeled, I also have adhdism and BPD, im 5'6, I have dyed black boy hair with bangs, brown/hazel eyes, I wear glasses, I have piercings on my nose, ear, lips and eyebrow and etc😭, I have a rectangular body shape, I wear a lot of styles like goth(trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth, cyber goth and nu goth), gyaru(himekaji, hime gal, rokku, manba, banba, agejo, kogal, tsuyome) and kigurumi), scenemo/emo and vkei ouji and lolita, also at home/school/work I like to wear a Lot of streetwear clothing like baggy clothing like sweatshirts, baggy cargo pants, etc.

Favorite Color(s): I actually have a lot of favorite colors but to be exact it would be like dark black and red colors, 2nd would be any pink colors(baby pink, hot pink, etc) and that's rlly it

Male or Female?: I don't rlly care if its a boy or a girl but I would recommend if you match me with a male

Hard Pass Characters: I wouldn't want Vox as my husband and I don't want even Husk as a husband either💀 sorry but he doesn't make me feel anything for him in any way at all plus he reminds me of gerry but who's an alcoholic, gambling cat demon😭

What kind of venue(s)?: well I would say a church but I would rather say at home would be best for me

What are you wearing?: definitely a dress, yes I am a FTM trans person but since im gyaru I wanted to take the chance to shine after all, maybe at the wedding party ill wear a tux but when im gettin' married its gonna be a dress, something like this if it helps!

What are you serving?: I would have chicken tenders and fries, grilled cheese, pizza, fruits... and for desserts there will be all kinds of them like chocolate strawberries, ice cream, cookies, pudding/jello, etc....

Who caught the bouquet?: hmmm idk, but you can decide author!

What song are you guys dancing to for the first time as wedded partners?: this gonna sound crazy but any vocaloid song😭 like the OGs, I would also dance to tech/euro music and etc but VOCALOID IS FIRST and these are the songs I would play at the wedding ボーカロイド

anyways that's it! I hope this is alight with you!

ありがとう！¡y que tengas un gran descanso de tu día o noche!

I match you with....

Angel Dust!

He loves the trope yall have, the pink and the goth

However for your wedding, seeing you in that dress, being in his own dress as well, hes in tears

Hes so happy

Everything goes without a single hitch

Alastor made sure that the Triple Vs would not make an appearance

Everything was beautiful, pink and white decor everywhere

It looked like a Valentine's Day party

But it was absolutely gorgeous

Most guests by the end of the night were drunk or high, or both

Especially Angel, he definitely celebrated hard

And at the end of the night, he took you up to his room 💖

#angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin angel dust #angel dust x reader #angel dust #hazbin hotel

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hope u are/will be well but i have to refute u on something. SHITTY? SHITTY grilled cheese? that looks heavenly bro give me a bite

OKAY LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF! in the past... maybe three years ago. i had perfected grilled cheese. cheddar, swiss, and provolone mix. seasoning inside (cant remember what my mix was). butter on the outside, a little tiny bit of mayo inside to add a little something... it was beautiful. BEAUTIFUL. on sourdough too. god. i miss it. THEN i INEXPLICABLY started getting sick every time i ate a grilled cheese!!! and its been around two years now since i ate a grilled cheese. my first one was last week and i didnt get sick, so i tried another today, with slightly more cheese. but its plain cheddar, and only a little.... white bread.... just a little butter outside... BUT its a starting point. one day i will return to my beloved... one day

but yeah bro ill make you a grilled cheese just give me a few minutes

#also i am fine im just moving and had to drive from my parents house (which i am moving back to) to my apartment today after packing-#-all week and cleaning out my bedroom and bathroom at home so just a BIG DAY #but the grilled cheese was good #cabbage answers #diasybe #not fic

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"Uhh ok certainly more fancy than cheese sandwiches." Charlie remarked at the burger presented to her. She wraps her hands arround the sandwich brings it to her mouth and takes a small bite bracing herself for the possibility of the burger being bad. To Charlie's delightful surprise she enjoyed, no LOVED the grilled meat and crunchy vegetables fill her mouth.

Quickly Charlie swallows then takes another bite and gulps that one two repeating until the burger is devoured like a woman half starved. She follows it up with those fries munching them by the fist full and finally washes away any salt with the soda on hand. "Ohhhh I don't think that burger agrees with my tummy!" Charlie groans out as she untucked her shirt to give her small stomach some more room.

Charlie has finished her meal, unfortunately like most novice gluttony she made the mistake of eating far too fast making her queasy. The various scanners in Charlie's PDA show her stomach is rather small from years of small infrequent meals, but could fit another meal if it was a bit more liquid.

Cortana was certainly impressed by how much She ate in such a quick span of time, not surprised that she felt queasy after that. She made a note that perhaps she'd be more appreciative of belly rubs, when the time came for that.

"I'm impressed, you wolfed that down like it was nothing. Maybe go a bit slower in future, huh? You probably haven't eaten like that in a long time, so you'll need to slow down a little, pace yourself so you don't get ill." Cortana explained with a smile up at Charlie. As much as it had been adorable to watch, she didn't want any harm to come to her. "Want some ice cream to help soothe it? There's always room for ice cream, right?" She suggested, gesturing to the ice cream counter, which had both scooping ice cream and the whippy ice cream machine.

#muse: cortana #neodymium lxxxix

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 2 years

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Date with a Vegan

SP00KY SZN LIVES ON. My second favorite season if you can't tell. Second to Christmas. Anyways! Here's a fic that's rated E for Everyone. Just a cute lil date.

Pairing: Trevante Rhodes x OC

Tags: Vegan, Halloween Haunt, Theme Park, Vampire

Being a vegan surrounded by meat lovers was hard. They wanted to put meat in everything, not caring how it was sourced. They didn't care about severe animal cruelty or the harsh conditions these animals lived in. They didn't care that the meat packing and production facilities weren't concerned with healthy or hygienic practices and were breeding centers for bacteria and illness. They didn't care about the labor exploitation. They couldn't even be sure it was real cow or chicken. All they knew was that meat and animal byproducts appeared in packages or on plates and they tasted good.

"What veggies you got on that grill, Kev," she peaked over his side hoping for some onion and pepper kebabs, maybe a little grilled pineapple.

"Links. Hot dogs. Fish.. More links."

"Triflin," she glared, softening when he showed her to her own plate of a grilled veggie stir fry complete with tofu. She kissed his cheek.

She was so used to people acting funny about her eating habits and tired of being teased by her friend group and pressured. Just as they hated when she preached from a high horse, she hated the way they paraded their veganphobia.

"Liv," Hayden appeared with a Tupperware bowl. "I brought you these vegan meatballs to try. I think they're pretty tasty, try one. Tell me how it tastes to you."

Olivia started to take one but they didn't look right. "They look like regular meatballs.."

"Oh no I got them at Sam's Club and they're like.. soy."

Olivia's gut said no. Hayden wanted a cheap laugh expecting her to eat it and love it and say 'Wow this tastes as good as meat,' Luckily she had a few good friends to clue her in and she was correct. It wasn't funny to her that a friend of 20 years would try to trick her and though they'd been buddies, the friendship was terminated due to disrespect. Olivia needed a new circle of vegan foodies to eat with and trade recipes with.. people she could trust not to gaslight or lie.. people who saw things similarly and enjoyed what she enjoyed.

A vegan meetup seemed the perfect place to meet like minded people and talk for an hour or two. She looked for something local but it seemed very white and bland, so she set one up herself hoping it would attract more melanin and it did. Everyone said they had the idea to meet other vegans of color but no one had made an effort to create anything. They were so glad Olivia took the initiative. Panera had space, wifi, and vegan options that made a good snack or lunch. They took over a few tables for a couple hours as she'd hoped, discussing their favorite eateries, vegetable dishes, and ways to make things taste better than meat or cheese. As far as food went she’d found her people and she wasn't the only one with a BBQ story. Others had experienced similar situations with the people in their lives. They understood her.

The regularity of the vegan meetups bonded everyone together, so much so that cliques and relationships began to form within the group. Everyone wondered about her relationship status. Why was she single? Did she want a hookup? Everyone seemed to have one for her in their back pocket.

She dated a DJ who wasn't vegan, but he respected her boundaries with meat, milk, and cheese. It didn't work because he was immature. Someone else offered up their brother, but he too was not vegan and the connection was not there. Would she find a man who fit her actual criteria? It seemed a tall order.

One of her new friends, Delia, invited her to tag along at the Halloween Haunt with her, her daughter, her daughter's friend, and her brother. Apparently he too was single and looking.

The fall still felt like summer although it was late October. The day had a high of 90 degrees and Olivia felt every single one of them beating down her back causing your Nirvana shirt to cling with sweat. Her chopped boho braids were swept off her neck in two low stocky pigtails.

Halloween Haunt was an event she swore she'd never attend, being the coward that she was when it came to horror and jumpscares. Every October, someone would invite her and she'd say ‘Hell No’. She hoped she wouldn't regret it.

"Olivia," Drew smiled shaking her hand for the first time. He was cute and tall. Delia had done well with that. They all walked through the park together with cotton candy and Delia's 9 year old daughter acting very possessive over her uncle. Olivia could tell Drew was her favorite person.

"COME HERE," she stomped demanding Drew follow her to near the entrance of the haunted house.

"She just knows she’ll make you go in with her," Delia whispered in his ear. He tried to go and take Olivia with him, holding her hand, but Olivia declined.

"You go ahead," she waved, keeping a safe distance.

"Olivia," he reached again trying to take her hand. She didn't want to draw too much attention to her own fear. She shook her head and waved him on again. Her plan was to get to know Drew a little, ride some rides, eat some cotton candy, and leave when it got dark.

"UNCLE DREW!"

"You gotta go in with us, it'll be fun.."

"No, I'll wait for you here. I don't like scary things. Enjoy it with your neice," Olivia smiled.

"I insist, just walk with us. We're not going in without you." He was stubborn and it rubbed Olivia the wrong way.

"OLIVIA PLEASE," the kids yelled.

"You heard em, no one's going unless you come," he shrugged.

“Well that’s just too damn bad.” Olivia walked away deciding to ride a ride on her own but Delia caught up and walked with her leaving the kids to Drew. She stood beside Olivia in the line with an unhelpful smirk.

"They all think it's funny to mess with you..

Come onnnn,” she pulled at Olivia's hand. "It's Halloween Haunt, don't hold it against them."

"I've held grudges for less."

“Uh uh,” Delia laughed pointing to a guy dressed as a very large and convincing looking tarantula. It made Olivia cringe. There were costumes all over the park, but they was more like your beginner's face paint. Olivia wasn't ready to see realistic costumes like his at night.

She strapped in beside Delia on the ride that ticked to a start and sent them on a long track that tick tick tick ticked up into the sky and then mellowed at the top, dropping with speed that blew their faces and put wind in their eyes. They went through loop after loop and finally raced back to the starting point where they jerked to a stop.

“That was fun,” Olivia grinned, climbing from the seat feeling refreshed by the wind.

“Then let’s ride another one,” Delia walked with eyes on the next roller coaster. After it, they decided to take a break and stay on the ground for a while. “You sure you don't wanna conquer your fear and brave the Haunted House for memory's sake?”

The kids were finally running back full of excitement to talk about what happened in the house and of course they all still wanted Olivia to go in. "Don't be lame," the friend of the daughter sighed.

"No," Olivia asserted. "You don't know who's playing and who's for real. There could be a serial killer chasing you with a chainsaw and you'd think it's fake but the whole reason they took this job was to kill people and get away with it."

"You a punk. How old are you," the daughter asked. The adults' jaws dropped.

"Lil girl I will punt yo ass across this park, don't play with me," Delia threatened in Olivia's defense, but the child was on a roll.

"Oh my GOD! You're really old so just grow a backbone already, I'm 9 and got more spine than you!"

"Okay? I would break it but I'm a let the slashers do it for me... hm."

"Girl.. you arguing with kids?" Delia stared at Olivia cockeyed.

"She is arguing with me, ma'am. She think cause you're her mama I won't flip her."

"You need to grow up and realize it's not real," Drew jumped in but Olivia was already over him, putting a hand in his face.

"Y'know?.. It's gonna be sad when you crying later because you tryna front so hard.. and I'm a laugh."

"At your grown age.. afraid of people in costumes."

Olivia said screw them and went to another ride, determined to enjoy herself since she'd paid to be there. The park's crowd had increased with more visitors in face paint, costumes, and masks. The sky was darkening but she wanted one more bang for her buck.. Again, Delia went with her but this time she apologized on behalf of her family. As the temperature dropped, it became cool to where Olivia now felt her chills outside instead of inside. She enjoyed her ride, but when she got off.. it was time to go.

"Good to hang with you, but I'm calling it. I'm gone," Olivia hugged Delia with no hard feelings.

"Okay, but the fun is just starting. For us, I mean. We're a horror loving family and it's gonna be fun to watch people run through here scared."

"Girl I'm gone. I don't care nothing about that, I'll getting my black ass outta hereee."

"NOOOO!" She heard a shriek from across the way.

"Sh-shit," she jumped out of her skin and behind Delia as the big ass tarantula from before came from her blind spot crawling fast toward her in the most freakishly unnatural contortion. He had kids screaming and using parents as a shield.

"BACK UP," Delia squared up, ready to kick and swing. He stood like a normal person. Tall. His costume now looked more like a hanging costume on his thick frame.

"Chill," his hands raised in surrender.

"Aw," he chuckled at a couple holding hands before hissing and grabbing at them, scaring the shit out of both. He chased them off a few feet as Delia laughed.

"Extra," Olivia sighed. Her heart was still racing visibly as the guy got closer, reaching out with his beady blackout contacts. He touched her neck and she cringed.

"Your heart.. Damn."

"I'm saying! How do I get out of here quick because I don't do scary. Do I have time?"

"Okay bye girl," Delia waved, heading back to her family.

"What time is it," the actor asked, looking at Olivia's phone when she showed him. "Not long. Get to the bridge."

"Which way is it, I forgot?"

"You mind if I touch you?" Gently but very quickly he linked his arm in hers, escorting her through the crowd and pushing through on her behalf to get her to the bridge in half the time. "There's less than 5 minutes before things get wild. We WILL get in your face with axes and chainsaws. We WILL chase you relentlessly, especially Chris or Tony, they're assholes. Don't show fear or you will be targeted."

"I'm not tryna die on accident because people like to play games. I have work tomorrow. Don't laugh, it's not funny."

"It kinda is..," he grinned bearing white fangs that looked good with his white teeth. "I mean, this is a fun way to make a few extra dollars and get a laugh but also you kinda right, it's not like they do mental health screenings.."

"I wish I could call you in case I don't make it. It's okay though, I understand y'all can't do that."

"Uhhm.. it's not that. I don't have my phone on me when I'm scaring. But I got you, take my number down." Quickly he called it out and she saved it. "Cross the bridge. It'll put you back near the entrance but you need to beat this music. Go in one of the stores and act like you shopping. They can't fuck with anyone spending more money."

"Thanks!"

"Go."

Olivia nearly ran across the bridge dodging people and racing against time. The eerie music had already began. She looked back briefly to see him head back toward the haunted house, scaring another man who jumped out his damn skin. He was something else, running wild. She made it into a store in the nick of time as the eerie music changed into more commercially Halloween music.

A spooky procession of monsters and murderers gathered around the center fountain and marched like an army, breaking into more of a choreographed dance routine which gave park visitors the chance to see them all and their costumes. There were a lot of them Olivia noticed as she looked out through the window in the sweets section of the themed shop. She took a large lollipop. It was mayhem on parade. They were organized up to a point then all at once, the music stopped abruptly and all hell broke loose. People screamed bloody murder. The murderers and monsters broke formation, gunning after people with chainsaws and axes as the tall chocolate spiderman with the black eyes and fangs had said. It was lowkey hilarious for Olivia to watch from the safety of the shop. She shot him a text to tell him so and to say thanks.

Olivia watched the chaos with a few others from the tables at a nearby eatery and they cackled together, crying with laughter that was enough to make her think she might attend the next Halloween Haunt afterall, just to watch. Less than an hour later she spotted Delia, Drew, and the kids approaching. The daughter was crying and Drew looked traumatized. Delia was in full hysterics. Olivia had told her new park buddies about them and they smirked with the inside joke, watching karma unfold.

"What happened," Olivia feigned concern as Drew quickly disappeared to a bathroom. Delia was turning red because she couldn't stop laughing .

"Girl," Olivia chuckled.

"HEeEee-" she nearly screamed with laughter, grabbing the table for support. "HE got SCARED in the haunted house and-," she swallowed, "-And he peed trying to get by the BRIDGEeEe. Then," she sniffed. "They kept chasing the kids!" She wheezed now a bright red as her daughter cried. The lil friend was chillin. Olivia swallowed her lips as her new buddies coughed in laughter. She waved them goodbye and walked with Delia from the park delighting in every detail of Drew's fear.

"DON'T GO IN THERE, I'M BEGGING YOU, DON'T DO IT," the 9 year old yelled at the people trying to enter the park. Olivia fought the urge to be petty, turning her head to laugh. She waited until she got in her car to start laughing and tweeting what just happened. She texted the park employee too in case he'd find it funny. He did. His name was Trevante. He told her the next day and asked if she wanted to catch a bite to eat. Of course she agreed.

"I'm vegan," she warned him and to her surprise he said, "Me too."

They met on another sunny day at a well-known vegan restaurant and settled in, greeting each other and ordering lunch before Olivia brought up what she'd been thinking since he sat down. She didn't want to be rude, but.. "Trevante, why do you still have the contacts and the fangs?" It was a little creepy.

"What contacts?"

She stared. "The black.." She gestured to her own eyes.

"These are my eyes," he blinked. "They don't come out, they're real. Is it a deal breaker?"

"Those are your eyes? Are those your teeth?"

He wiggled one. It didn't move.

"How does that happen?"

"Probably because I'm a vampire?" He continued when her eyes widened. She was a second from jumping up. "Don't tell me you're vampirephobic. People behind on vampire culture always freak out when I tell them. It's the media perception. To this day, we're discriminated against and painted as these violent animals with no self-regulation or control."

"So what is true.. Not to be insensitive, but I've never met a vampire before."

"Most likely you have. Some of us are privileged and human-passing. We're just like you, Olivia, we eat and exist. We don't sleep, but neither does your typical insomniac. We pay more in sunscreen. That's about it."

"What about the cross? Does it burn? You still drink blood right?"

"Now that was ignorant."

"I'm sorry!"

"Blood? Is this the 1800s? Dracula? Baby, I'm Christian, the only thing that burns are my Jo Malone candles. As for blood, I told you I'm a vegan. I don't consume anything with a pulse, besides blood is often unethically sourced like other byproducts. Unless you're getting it fresh for yourself, you can't be sure of how it's being gathered or who it's coming from.

"I never thought of vampirism in that way.."

"It's fine, it's not like you learn about vampiric anatomy or health in biology or health class, we're completely excluded. Go ahead and ask.."

"Well what do you drink?"

He raised his carton that he paid for. "Coconut water. It's good for the body and tastes good. It's so pure that it's often used in blood tranfusions as an intravenous fluid. Bet you didn't know that."

"I didn't," Olivia smiled resettling in her seat. They continued their conversation with Olivia inviting him to join her Vegan meetups. They'd be happy to meet him, though he'd have to suffer their ignorance for a bit until they understood. It would be like educating a group of white people on racism.. She felt a little bad about that. Still, she hoped he'd show up and she looked forward to a second date. If he wasn't too upset with the questioning.

(Photo manip by me ❤️)

Happy Halloween

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