#ozz speaks

[oswalds-purple-hair]

Yohio (a Swedish musician) is literally just angel dust

#they look exactly the same #it’s just human angel #he even has the dots under the eyes #hazbin hotel #angel dust #angel dust hazbin hotel #Yohio #ozz speaks

[rapid-as-sass-in-nation-team]

Hey so I'm better now, thanks to some amazing support from my friends and family, still might be a bit slow but no more then usual. So I'm back more or less, I'll be replying and posting stuff again, also

How would you guys feel if I added Ozzie as a muse?

Last episode really got me wanting to play him and I was wondering if you guys would like that, might be a side muse but not sure yet, feel free to tell me your thoughts in replies or send a starter for the big bird, I gotta go get some screenshots tho XP

Love you guys!

#mun speaks #now what tag should I make for Ozz? XP #helluva boss rp #helluva asmodeus #helluva ozzie

[thatstonedwriter]

No Words? No Problem

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Feat; Blitz, Stolas, Fizzaroli x Ozzie

Content; selectively mute reader, polyam fizz/ozz/reader, no pronouns, gender neutral

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

If you are selectively mute,

Blitz would be shocked that you opened up to him. He has a pretty low opinion of himself and assumed you didn't talk to anyone because you didn't like them. Despite his initial reservations, once he understands, he enjoys being able to sit with you and not feel pressured to make conversation. He'll literally growl at people who try to force you to speak, especially if it makes you uncomfortable. See also: biting. However, Blitz is already prone to communication issues, so early relationship is probably pretty rocky. Once he's more comfortable and can.. yknow, communicate with people, things get much easier.

Stolas completely understands. While, of course, he's a public figure and regularly has to speak in public, he would love to have the option of just.. not doing that. Very much enjoys quiet quality time with you. No matter what you're doing, as long as you're doing it together (though, most of the time, he'll be reading). Speaking of that, he would actually love reading to you- it's one of his favorite ways to share something he loves with the person he loves. Similar to Blitz, there are some communication issues, but he does his best not to take your silence personally, and instead, appreciate the calmness you provide.

Fizz and Ozzie, the healthiest ones, have never taken your silence personally. In fact, it's just something they've come to get used to when spending time together. So it did come as a small surprise when you opened up about the reason for your quiet nature. Regardless, once you're all together, your quietness does not make you any less included. These two sweethearts will go out of their way to make sure you feel included, respected, and understood. Even in the beginning of the relationship, it wasn't a problem. The immediate acceptance and accommodation is part of what makes this thruple so strong.

If you are selectively mute, they will love you unconditionally.

#helluva boss x reader #helluva boss #stolas x reader #blitzø x reader #polyam relationship #fizz x ozzie #fizz x ozzie x reader #helluva boss blitz #helluva boss stolas #helluva boss fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus #helluva boss headcanon #request #writings.onthe.wall

[morganbritton132]

Hi, I binge read the entirety of your EMTTS and i absolutely love it! I wanted to thank you for your dedication and for how much you made me laugh. It's really great to find a saga that's funny and also gut-wrenching and written by someone who's a) very talented and b) clearly loves the characters and makes them very well rounded even in little snippets of life. So thank you!!

I also can't stop thinking about the initial "is Dustin a person or a dog" confusion and how much it reminds me of that episode of B99 where everyone's asking subtle questions to their coworker to understand if Kelly is his wife or dog, like "did you two go on any nice walks recently?" and i can see someone like David trying it and failing

Thank you so much for so many kind words and I’m glad that you’re enjoying the series because I am too! (Also, super impressed you got through it because it’s a lot!). I love that cold opening of Brooklyn 99 and it was the inspiration for that tag.

Also, I love the idea of the first-year teachers trying to figure out if Dustin is a person or a dog. That’s brilliant!

And what’s funny is that David’s not even wrong in this situation.

He is like 99% sure that Dustin is the name of Steve’s brother, but he’s been wrong about literally everything else, so this debate continues into its third week at their table in the teacher’s lounge.

David argues, “I’ve heard him refer to Dustin as a kid.”

“People call their dogs their fur babies all the time,” Marissa argues back. “He’s had that dog for a few years, right? Certainly not a baby anymore so, kid.”

It is not helped by the fact that none of them have any memory of ever hearing Steve address his service dog by name. They’ve heard him call him ‘buddy.’ They’ve heard him say ‘c’mon, pal.’ There was even an unenthused ‘Ozz-some’ last week when Ozzy alerted Steve to an impending seizure during his lunch break.

Have any of them thought of looking at the dog’s collar? No.

They haven’t even considered asking a student.

They are in the middle of this debate when Steve comes into the teacher’s lounge to refill his coffee mug for the third time that day. If he notices that the room goes quiet every time he walks in, he doesn’t make any indication of it when he smiles tiredly, “Hey, guys.”

They murmur their hellos and give each other significant looks, daring the others to ask the important questions. No one asks. No one actually says anything until Steve yawns.

“Long night?”

“Yeah, definitely. Dustin had me up ‘til two in the morning,” Steve yawns again. He doesn’t notice how everybody perks up at that. “Poor guy gets so anxious this time of year.”

“Oh, really?” Marissa asks, giving David a look that says ‘see, dog.’. “Because of the homecoming fireworks?”

Steve hums in agreement and shakes his head like he sometimes does when he’s shaking a memory loose. He’s speaking more to himself when he adds, “I think I’m going to take him to the park after work. Get some fresh air, some exercise. He’s been cooped up for too long.”

“Anyways,” Steve says with a smile, tipping his coffee mug to them. “Gotta get back to grading papers.”  

#Does Chicago have a homecoming or is that a small town thing? #Also something to consider is that Kathy hangs out with these people and she is a 2nd year teacher so she met Dustin at Career Day last yea #She could end the debate but she's not going to #Personally I love expanding on these teachers #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #dustin henderson

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for...

Apr 24th

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1. Hellooo! For the next itmf I was wondering If you had any fanfics that a) explored other adults finding Madame Yu's abuse and them trying to help him (especially if the adults are LQR or NMJ), If they are modern AUs better but if not that's okay ofc or b) a fanfic with focus on wwx's fear of dogs in a not so comedic way (preferably set during the CRA)

I'm okay with both os and multichapter ffs! Thank you ♡!!! @menimimimeni

1A)

Come Around and Stay by trippednfell (M, 160k, wangxian, modern, slow burn, kid fic, found family, it gets worse before it gets better, PTSD, blood and injury,   dissociation, trauma, angst w happy ending, musicals, alternating pov, JC & WWX reconciliation, hurt/comfort, panic attacks)

Where is home? by SpicyRamen_10969 (M, 80k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Coming Out, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Supportive LQR, Good Sibling LXC, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, JC Being an Asshole, Possible Smut?)

🔒 To Speak Up by Vrishchika (M, 7k, WangXian, Modern, Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Child Neglect, Not Jiang Clan Friendly, Not YZY Friendly, Not JC Friendly)

🔒 The Second Hand Unwinds by trulywicked (E, 56k, WangXian, JYL/JZX, WIP, Time Travel Fix-It, Not JC Friendly, Not Yunmeng Jiang Sect Friendly, Not Jiāng Family Friendly, Not YZY Friendly, Time Travelling LWJ, Protective LWJ, Fluff, Minor Angst, Minor Character Death, JGS is his own warning, Wooing, LWJ is romantic af, Inventor WWX, Genius WWX, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Protective Gusu Lan Sect, Supportive LXC, Good Uncle LQR, WWX Protection Squad)

🔒 Warming up (to him) by barisan (T, 9k, LQR & WWX, WangXian, Hypothermia, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Temporary Character Death, Medical Inaccuracies, YZY Abuses WWX, JFM Bashing, pre-wangxian, Good Uncle LQR, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort)

🧡 To have and to hold by Moominmammashandbag (M, 78k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Major character injury, CQL verse, Happy Ending)

💙 Holding shreds by barisan (T, 5k, WangXian, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, No Sunshot Campaign, Body Swap, Not for sexy shenanigans, Chronic Pain, Hurt WWX, Hurt LWJ, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Abusive YZY, Bad Parent YZY, Bad Parent JFM, Good Uncle LQR, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Inaccuracies, POV WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Not Jiāng Family Friendly, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Getting Together, Smart WWX)

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2. Hi, I'm ITMF juniors fics, I'm looking for mainly lsz x ljy fics that also contain jrl and ozz as characters. Most fics I don't include ozz so please help. Also I don't mind any relationship btw the juniors except lsz x jrl cos they're kinda cousins. I'd just prefer lsz x ljy. I've read all the junior fics by emmagrant01 already. Thanks! @purplefuzzypickle

Chosen Not Fated by useless_slytherclaw (E, 131k, LSZ/LJY, JL/OYZZ, WIP, Heavy Angst, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Canon Universe, Minor canon divergence, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Trope Subversion/Inversion, Defied Trope, Grief/Mourning, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, First Time, Making Love, Canon-Typical Violence, Politics, Night Hunts) this author is lsz/ljy focused in general if you want other works but this one definitely has the four playing major roles

Between the Candle and the Sun by Legume_Shadow (T, 304k, LSZ/LJY, WangXian, JL/OYZZ, JC/LXC, JYL/JZX, LJY & JL & OYZZ & LSZ, Angst, Friendship, Slow Burn, Falling In Love, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Only Endgame Pairings Tagged, Mian-Mian is a Badass, WN is a Badass, Protective WQ, Most people live, Ensemble Cast, Gūsū Lán Forehead Ribbon, Demonic Cultivation, Action/Adventure, Juniors on an Adventure, Alternate Universe, Inspired by “The Long Ballad | 长歌行”) is more plot-centric than shippy but the romances are there

anyway, here’s wuji by kakikaeru (T, 18k, ZhuiYi, WangXian, Post-Canon, Canon-Typical Violence)

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3. For the next itmf: Do you have any ff with wwx mourning his parents? Or talking about how he only knows the bad things and no one tells him the good things?

🧡 Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark (E, 786k, WangXian, WIP, Fix-it of sorts, Talisman master WWX, Not JFM Friendly, Study Arc, Getting together, Fluff and Angst, Engagement) (link in #10) Has a bit early on where WWX comments to LQR how little he knows about his parents & LQR tells him stories about them

Melancholy by MissCellophane (G, 2k, WangXian, LWJ & WWX, Grief/Mourning, Melancholy, i guess this could be considered, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Pre-Relationship, Canon Compliant, In a way, Based on a Tumblr Post)

🔒 places under the sky by narie (T, 17k, WangXian, Background Relationships, Canonical Character Death, let WWX have some closure!, ,Family, Found Family, literally but also metaphorically, Funerary Rites, WWX has a family even if he doesn't like thinking about it, Post-Canon, Family Dynamics, Grief/Mourning)

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4. Hii!! for the next itmf can i please request fics with wwx/wq mad scientist duo besties vibes?? i just love them so much!! also, an additional request of yunmeng pride dynamics, and brotherly feels <33 thank u so muchhh!!! @flexibleracoon

💖 do not envy the roots that hold you down by eccentrick for rianitida (T, 12k, WangXian, Reincarnation, WQ is a Lan, Canon Divergence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort) Wei Wuxian doesn't show up until 2/3 of the way through but it has best friend vibes.

With Absolute Splendor by Lise (T, 43k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Post-Canon, Wedding planning, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, Complicated Relationships, Angst with a happy ending)

The Twin Blades of Yunmeng by GhostySword & ofmindelans (T, 89k, JC & WWX, wangxian, JC/NHS, canon divergence, JC & WWX, reconciliation, BAMF JC, protective LWJ, golden core reveal, angst w/ happy ending, slow burn, sect leader QS)

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5. not sure if you already answered this but is there a lwj yiling laozu au?

Until The World Embraces Me Home by azri (T, 5k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, YLLZ LWJ, LWJ Has No Golden Core, Role Reversal, Not LXC Friendly, Not JC Friendly, Not cultivation world friendly overall tbh, Sunshot Campaign, Friends to Lovers, Temporary Character Death, WangXian Get a Happy Ending)

stay, fury, your wrist wrapped in silk by spookykingdomstarlight (E, 228k, WangXian, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Canon Divergence, YLLZ LWJ, LWJ loses his golden core, yiling wei sect, Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Temporary Character Death, War Crimes, Wen Remnant, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Revenge, LWJ goes dark for a while, WWX has a hard time with the bad shit going on around him, JGS is a bastard, Protracted Sunshot Campaign, War is war and hell is hell and of the two war is a lot worse, temporary impotence, growing intimacy, LWJ & WWX and the Wen Remnant live in the Burial Mounds together, WWX travels with LWJ and stays at his side post-Sunshot, Spanish Translation)

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6. this is for itmf ^^ do u have any favorite long fics where cssr and wcz is alive? thank you!

We Meet at the Thousandth Step by Admiranda, Rynne (T, 288k, WangXian, CSSR/WCZ, WIP, Canon Divergence, No Sunshot Campaign, CSSR & WCZ Live, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Different First Meeting, Night Hunts, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, Plot, Romance, Drama, Fluff, Strangers to married, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Everyone Lives AU, Developing Relationship, Minor Violence, Case Fic, Mystery, Flirting, WWX's Canon-Typical Flower Flirting, Arson, There Was Only One Bed, Getting Together, First Kiss, Meeting the Parents, Resolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Romantic Tension, WWX Is a Good Big Brother, New Relationship Bliss, Chinese Mythology & Folklore, Blood and Injury, Yiling siblings, Married WangXian, Honeymoon, Wangxian's Baby Fever)

Cartwheels In Cloud Recesses Series by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 23k, WangXian, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR and WCZ Live, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans)

Wújī by FairyTaleDreams (M, 43k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, WCZ & CSSR Lives, Rouge cultivator WWX)

Building a home by R95irth (T, 586k, WCZ/CS, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-it, Angst with a happy ending, Family fluff) Focuses on the "adults" of mdzs and has so much wcz and cssr! Explores their backstory and family history as well!!

🔒 the world wags on by justdoityoufucker (orphan_account) (T, 5k, WCZ & WWX, WCZ & LQR, LQR/WCZ, Canon Divergence, Pre-Canon, Not Everyone Dies AU, Not Jiang Clan Friendly, Past Child Abuse, Canon Jiang Family Relationships, Parent-Child Relationship, Pre-Relationship, Not for Madam Yu fans) wcz only

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7. any jealous lan wangji fics? thanks for ur work!

Snow Burns and Fire Falls by Liebing (T, 12k, wangxian, Fluff, Fox WWX, fox LWJ, snow fox LWJ, red fox WWX, Childhood Friends, Orphans, LXC is 8 years older than LWJ, LWJ and WWX are besties, LXC is the best big brother, WWX is adopted by the Lan clan, Happy Ending, Sweet, soft, Cute, Fluffy, Jealous LWJ, WWX has the whole of cloud recesses in love with him… baby LWJ is pouty, LQR loves WWX, Literally everyone loves WWX, The entire Lan clan: we would die for little WWX, Thwarted dog attack, LQR trying to arrange marriages, Time jump forward, No one is harmed in the dog attack not even the dog, Clan leader LXC, Jealous WWX, Oblivious WWX, love at first kiss, Wangxian fox babies) link in #11

Unavoidable by diamondbruise (T, 18k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Amnesia, Jealousy, lwj just is like that idk what to tell you, Misunderstandings, Falling In Love, Again, Happy Ending, it’s that thing where they’re married but lwj can’t remember wwx and they meet again)

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8. in the mood for any funny or crack fics of wangxian or even the juniors? thank you!

Losing My Mind by pupeez4eva (T, 6k, wangxian, JC & WWX, Humor, Protective JC, JC drinks a potion that lets him hear people’s lustful thoughts, Teenage LWJ has a lot of feelings, Canon Divergence, Cloud Recesses study arc) JC drinks a potion that allows him to hear people's horny thoughts & has to deal with Wangxian's whole deal

❤️ The One-Body Problem by metisket (T, 29k, LJY & WWX, LJY & LSZ, wangxian, possession, cohabitation, Mojo’s bookmark)

Jiang Cheng the Virgin by x_los (T, 2k, WangXian, JC & WWX, JC & WWX Reconciliation, Mpreg, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Crack, Galaxy Brain Shit)

Transcend by covalentbonds (Not Rated, 7k, WIP, WangXian, Post-Canon, Fluff and Humor, Smut)

Help, My Dad Is Fucking Someone My Age!! by sweetlolixo (T, 3k, WangXian, LSZ & LWJ, Canon Divergence, Humor, Crack, Fluff, Romance)

The Chase by JiangChengLotus (T, 2k, JC & LWJ, WangXian, LXC/JC, Humor, Chaos, Light-Hearted, Crack, Family Dynamics, LJY is JC & LXC's Child, LWJ and JC sharing one braincell, Bickering, LWJ is lazy)

只羡鸳鸯不羡仙 by RoseThorne (T, 1k, wangxian, animal transformation, ducks, crack)

ridiculous future bullshit Series by sami (T, 61k, WangXian, XiChengQing, Future Fic, in theory it follows on from an au, specifically The Same Moon Shines Series, in actuality I'm not committing to this that hard, Humour, immortals through history, Modern AU, Sort Of, University, outsider pov, Pride, Chaos Gremlin WWX)

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9. ITMF - Do you have any fics where a modern AU Wangxian meets canon Wangxian? Or any AU meets canon, really.

Key Differences by pupeez4eva (T, 5k, WangXian, Humor, Dimension Travel, Crossover, Drama!WWX meets Novel!WWX, Public Confessions, Post-Canon) not modern AUs but some dimensional time travel ones

River Stones by littlesystems (M, 18k, WangXian, Time Travel, Post-Canon, Cloud Recesses Study arc, Junior Quartet, Oblivious WWX, Suffering LWJ, Voyeurism)

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10. Hello, can you all recommend me some fanfic, long as possible (100k+) no modern pls I'm desperate 😭 @lanwuxian0725

🧡 Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark (E, 786k, WangXian, WIP, Fix-it of sorts, Talisman master WWX, Not JFM Friendly, Study Arc, Getting together, Fluff and Angst, Engagement)

💖🔒 love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, YLLZ WWX, Arranged Marriage, political scheming, Gratuitous Domesticity, Mutual Pining, EXTREME SLOWBURN, the inherent eroticism of the forehead ribbon, The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known, neither wwx nor lwj want to be Perceived, but sorry kids! it’s gonna happen!, rated E but the the NSFW stuff doesn’t begin until chapter 19!, bottom LWJ in chapter 20 and 27)

💖 Magical Marriage Ribbons Series by starandrea (Varies, 1m, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Accidental Marriage, Fluff, Happy Ending, Telepathic bond, Kink Negotiation, Family Drama, Magical Pregnancy, Dual Cultivation, Shapeshifters, Modern with Magic, Immortality, Yilling Wei Sect) there's a modern part in part 20 and part 35 onwards according the tags but otherwise should be in the canon times, I think. It's been a while since I read this

The Scarlet Lotus by rainbowninja167 (M, 137k, WangXian, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Identity, Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Canon-Typical Violence, canon-typical war crimes, Yunmeng Bros, the mortifying ordeal of getting seduced by your own husband, nonlinear chronology we die like cql, just kidding nobody dies in this fic, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication)

Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura (Not rated, 810k, WangXian, watching the series, BAMF WWX, Fix-It, JGS is his own warning, Attractive WWX, Homophobia, disturbing imagery, WIP)

🔒 Share Your Silence by Terri Botta (Isilwath) (E, 138k, WangXian, Romance, Everybody Lives AU, Canon Divergence, LWJ Has Feelings, Protective LWJ, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, LWJ Stays at the Burial Mounds, Burial Mounds Ensemble as Family, WangXian in Love, YLLZ WWX, Lan Clan Elders are Assholes, Minor Transgender Character, Qiongqi Path Divergence, LWJ loves his bunnies, Explicit Sexual Content, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Burial Mounds, Original Character(s), Drama, NMJ Qi Deviation, Awesome WQ, The Wen Twins, Wen JunZhu | MinYue (OMC), Wen YanJeng | MinYi (OMC), Fluff and Humor, Fluff, WWX Has Feelings, Original Female Character(s), Lotus Pier, mention of non-con roleplay, Sexual Roleplay, NMJ Needs a Hug, Nie clan sabers, Unclean Realm, Protective NHS)

❤️ Tragedy is Not the End by Hobbsy3 (T, 358k, wangxian, Time Travel, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Golden Core Reveal, Canon Divergence from Qiongqi Pass, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Yunmeng sibling bonding, good dad wwx, good dad lwj, JZX Lives, JYL Lives, Junior Quartet Dynamics)

the same moon shines series by sami (M, 799k, wangxian, time travel) check individual tags from the works

The most dangerous thing is to love by KatAnni (E, 113k, wangxian, JYL & WWX & JC, WWX & WQ, JYL/JZX, JC/WQ, golden core reveal, fix it, everyone lives au, angst w/ happy ending, hurt WWX, found family, implied/referenced torture, implied/referenced cannibalism, PTSD, golden core transfer Fix-It, major character injury, WWX has a new golden core, asexual JC, whump, marriage proposal, wedding night)

Cultivating immortality by KizuKatana (E, 231k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Mutual Pining, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, unreliable narrator, Found Family, First Time, novel canon relationship dynamics)

❤️ Gentians in bloom by teawater (M, 251k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, AU after cold spring, Political Marriage, Dysfunctional Family, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Fix-It, Hurt/Comfort, LQR bashing (not really), POV Multiple, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Eventual Happy Ending, BAMF WWX, JC is actually a lot better than canon, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, YZY bashing (again not completely))

A Narrow Bridge by FrameofMind, Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle) (E, 700k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, slow burn, getting together, first time, pining, pining while fucking, burial mounds settlement days, angst w happy ending)

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11. Y'all give me LIFE! Thank you for all your hard work! I saw a fanart on tumblr of bb!LWJ and it put me in the mood for any stories featuring the baby!Jades which are NOT de-aged stories. Just wee lil' boys being cute? Bite-y A'Zhan? 🙏 @kimboo-york

💖 An Unexpected Visitor by Hauntcats (G, 8k, QHJ/Madam Lan, wangxian, fix-it of sorts, not Jiang friendly, not jin friendly, happy ending)

When we were small by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 7k, LXC & LQR & LWJ, LQR & WWX, LQR & JFM, implied WangXian, Modern, Kid Fic, Good Uncle LQR, Neurodivergent LWJ, Baby LWJ, Baby WWX, Parenthood, Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, POV LQR, Implied/Referenced Underage Sex, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

🔒 Life is Like a Stranger by through_shadows_falling (T, 69k, wangxian, Kid Fic, Child LWJ, Child WWX, First Meetings, Canon Divergence, Cute Kids, Orphan WWX, Autism Spectrum, Fix-It, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Canon, POV LWJ, Growing Up Together, WWX raised at Cloud Recesses, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Puberty, Growing Up, Coming Out, teenage angst, Wet Dream, Pining, This fic gets a little raunchier as the kids become teens, But it won't get too explicit, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Spanish Translation, Brief mentions/moments of WWX kissing others in chapter 22 but only on the cheek, also characters kiss WWX on the cheek in chapter 23, but his real first kiss is with LWJ, Перевод на русский | Translation in Russian)

Tiny Little Boy by Dyapaya (G, 2k, Age Regression/De-Aging, Kid Fic, Cute, Fluff, No Plot/Plotless, just cute, LWJ bites people, Nobody is Dead, Everyone Lives AU)

🔒 Natural Communication by salakavala (G, 2k, LXC & WWX, Modern, LXC's pov, Kid LWJ and kid WWX, Fluff, Biting, LWJ bites)

藍色的花，紅色的蘭 {Lan se de hua, hongse de lan} by Admiranda, AshayaTReldai (M, 45k, WIP, WangXian, Orphan WWX, Friends to Lovers, Childhood Friends, wwx raised in the lan clan, softer lqr, Good Uncle LQR, Good lan clan, Good Older Sibling LXC)

A Baby Dragon’s Guide To Seducing Your Huli Jing by sweetlolixo (M, 102k, wangxian, Fantasy, But still in the Cultivation World, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Younger LWJ, Older WWX, Fluff, Humor, Eventual mpreg, Angst with a Happy Ending, Best Boy A-Yuan)

🔒 Hope series by RoseThorne (M, 61k, wangxian, WIP, Transmigration, Time Travel Fix-It, Illnesses, Family, Scars, Memory Loss, Angst, Crying, Music, Nosebleed, Fear, Recovery, Nightmares, Sharing a Bed, Flirting, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Parent YZY, Referenced Sexual Slavery, Blood and Gore, Monsters, Sexual Tension, betrothal, Arranged Marriage, Adoption, POV Third Person, POV Alternating, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Good Parent LQR, Clairvoyance, Butterfly Effect, Kid Fic, Epistolary, Food, Secrets, Resentful Energy, Cultivation Sect Politics, Character Death, Resentment, Anger, Explosions, Yīn Iron, Grief/Mourning, POV WWX)

Snow Burns and Fire Falls by Liebing (T, 12k, wangxian, Fluff, Fox WWX, fox LWJ, snow fox LWJ, red fox WWX, Childhood Friends, Orphans, LXC is 8 years older than LWJ, LWJ and WWX are besties, LXC is the best big brother, WWX is adopted by the Lan clan, Happy Ending, Sweet, soft, Cute, Fluffy, Jealous LWJ, WWX has the whole of cloud recesses in love with him… baby LWJ is pouty, LQR loves WWX, Literally everyone loves WWX, The entire Lan clan: we would die for little WWX, Thwarted dog attack, LQR trying to arrange marriages, Time jump forward, No one is harmed in the dog attack not even the dog, Clan leader LXC, Jealous WWX, Oblivious WWX, love at first kiss, Wangxian fox babies)

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12. Do you guys know of any fics where Wei Wuxian gets to act a little insane, you know as a treat? (Like when he's pretending to be Mo Xuanyu) (Also thank you for all these posts, y'all are amazing!)

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13. ITMF! I was wondering if anyone has something focused on how most adults in wwx's life have failed him? Like, it could be post canon or during cr study arc, I just want it to hurt but to have a good ending (the larger the word count the better!)

Thanks!

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14. Hello! ITMF wangxian harry potter au fics please? 🥹 Thank you so much for your hard work!

Unheard Voices, Open Ears by vamprav (M, 50k, wangxian, HP Fusion, YLLZ WWX, Ghost Cedric Diggory, HP Gets Therapy, Trauma, Healing, Rituals, Horcrux Destruction, HP is a Horcrux, HP Has Nightmares, HP Has a Crush, Immortal LWJ, Immortal WWX, WWX Has No Golden Core, Sentient Burial Mounds, Nonbinary MXY, MXY Lives)

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15. itmf for fics like the stone-filled sea? thanks <3

Not quite sure what #15* is specifically looking for, but if it’s juniors having feelings about wwx being demonized, I recommend:

Proximity To Knowledge by ChilianXianzi (T, 7k, wangxian, Post-Canon, Married Wangxian, Chief Cultivator LWJ, Teacher WWX, Inventor WWX, And his research assistant Lan ducklings, LQR is not a good educator, the kids are alright, WWX did online learning before it was cool)

Rotten Work by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 63k, wangxian, JL & WWX, post-canon, Protective WWX, Protective JL, POV JL, JC & WWX Reconciliation, eventually, Reluctant Matchmaker JL, this kid is doing his best, Pre-JL/LJY if you squint)

❤️ The One-Body Problem by metisket (T, 29k, LJY & WWX, LJY & LSZ, wangxian, possession, cohabitation, Mojo’s bookmark) link in #8

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16. Do you know if there are any fics where JC and LWJ bond over looking for WWX while he is missing/dead. Then they break-up when WWX returns and hide their past relationship from WWX (end pairing LWJ/WWX) @bunnyanon

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17. Hi wonderful people here! You are doing a stellar job with this blog so thank you very much! I'm in the mood for fluffy modern WangXian, just happy stuff. Especially if either WY or LZ are nannies, that would be great! Thanks so much in advance! @nebuluscharlie

spoke like we meant it by BlackWiresOnHerHead (T, 10k, WangXian, Modern, 5+1, Fluff, oh my god they were roommates, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Pining, Cuddling, Accidental Confession, Humor, Abandonment Issues, Light Angst) I don't have any nanny fics, but some great, fluffy modern fics

whiskey neat (you're too sweet) by mercurygirlwt (M, 1k, WangXian, Husbands, Established Relationship, Implied Sexual Content, Body Worship, Sort Of, No actual sex, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, WWX's general battle with insomnia, Teasing, date night :))

Contingency Plan by krispy_kream (M, 8k, WangXian, Fluff, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, Friends to Husbands to Lovers, Hand Jobs, Mutual Pining, Marriage of Convenience, (the convenience is that they're in love), Podfic, Podfic Length: 1-1.5 Hours, Podfic Available)

Covered in Bees by ScarlettStorm (T, 8k, WangXian, Modern, Beekeeping AU, Meet-Cute, Comedy, Fluff, Bees, come for the flirting, stay for the bee facts, and the bee puns, kinkmeme fill, no actual kink)

without your new eyes by anaphoricae (E, 66k, WangXian, Modern, Didn't Know They Were Dating, Sexuality Discovery, Self-Discovery, Literal Sleeping Together, (there is so much sleeping in this fic), mentions of WWX/others and LWJ/others, Drunk LWJ, Teacher LWJ, WWX is a… throws dart… computer scientist, No Angst, Jealous WWX, Flirty WWX, Eventual Smut, Bottom LWJ, Fluff, Non-Sexual Intimacy, WXW's Love Language is Physical Touch, Guess what: even more non-sexual sleeping together, the plot of the fic is just… co-sleeping, call it the Nap Fic ™, Podfic Available, WWX isn't so much 'oblivious' as he is wilfully blocking some feelings subconsciously, WWX 'idk how I feel' to 'I'm gonna marry him' pipeline) no nannies but it so so warm and fluffy and well written !!!!

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If you didn’t get an answer to your ask here, don’t forget to make use of @mdzs-kinkmeme and MDZS KINK MEME on Dreamwidth. Authors actually do use them for ideas. You may get what you order!***Your prompt doesn’t have to be kink! Fluff, crack, whatever - it’s all good!***

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[prof-ramses]

Golden Goose (Mammon x Stella) Headcanons

You can see my first batch of thoughts for these two here.

This particular batch is quite general and will have some family stuff and how the relationship effects those around the lovely couple.

Mammon is, ironically, more of a night owl than Stella and she often falls asleep first.

Before they got together, Mam would usually sleep with a large pillow in his arms for slight emotional comfort. Stella's presence comforts him far more, calling back to the last one, though it still takes him a bit to nod off it's still quicker than before.

Mam always brags about Stella to the other Sins, especially Ozzie. Even her smallest achievement is something Mammon cherishes as much as possible.

Speaking of Ozzie, the first time he talked to Mammon after he started dating Stella, he made a crack at Mammon going blind to a gold-digger over her own "assets". Before he could properly register it, Mam had him pinned to the floor with a hand tightening around his neck, Ozz immediately took his joke back. It was then that he realized that the seemingly impossible happened, Mammon was in a loving relationship.

Expanding on the concept of Stella sating her curiosity about "peasant" things, she tries to play a fighting game with Via and struggles. Via tells her not to worry about it, but the lose activates Stella's competitive nature and she starts practicing in her free time (Something Mammon makes sure she has plenty of) . She absolutely demolishes both Mam and Via at the next family game night. And that was how Octavia learned how quick of a learner her mother is.

This one was originally an ask for @pinkandpurple360 but it seemingly went the way of HB's original premise: While he got to see Charlie grow up and now has a daughter in Octavia, Mammon wishes deep down that he could raise a child of his own blood. It's not that he doesn't love Charlie and Via, he just can't help but feel he's missing something he wants. He considers asking Stella about having another kid, but knows that she was forced to have Via. This makes him confront the dilemma of pursuing his wish or not reawakening the trauma of the woman he loves. This idea definitely deserves more exploration, maybe in a fic.

After Stella and Mammon get hitched, people returning their Robofizz becomes a far rarer phenomenon, mostly because word gets out that Via personally "deactivates" any returned or recalled Fizzbots, who start going above and beyond to please their owners to avoid the princess' coulrophobia-fueled fury.

#helluva boss #hellaverse #hb Mammon #helluva Mammon #hellaverse Mammon #hb Stella #helluva Stella #hellaverse Stella #hb Octavia #helluva Octavia #hellaverse Octavia #hb Asmodeus #helluva Asmodeus #hellaverse Asmodeus #hb Fizzarolli #helluva Fizzarolli #hellaverse Fizzarolli #hazbin hotel #hh Charlie #hazbin Charlie #hellaverse Charlie #hb headcanon #helluva boss headcanon #hb head canon #helluva boss head canon #Mammon x Stella #Stella x Mammon #MammonXStella #StellaXMammon #Golden Goose

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tangerine | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

summary you are a teacher on Hawkins High, all of your friends have moved on and found succes, however, Eddie has had the best luck, achiving the tittle of Rockstar, and missing you more than he's aware of. (8.2k)

warnings fem!reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, friends! in love, mutual pining, yearning etc, slowburn exes-ish to firends to lovers, idiots in love!!!, eventual smut so minor dni (fingering, p in v), english is not my first language so I apologise if there’s some mistakes, not proof read! 

“G’ mornin Ozz” You mutter as the big brown mutt starts to lick your face, while his tail moves from side to side. He sets its two paws on top of your bed and you lie down quickly enough so his body touches yours instead of the mattress. “M’kay, gimme a minute.” You groan as you slowly sit up, scratching the sleep away from your eyes. As you begin to stretch your body and hear it all pop, you can see as your little companion does the same, asking for pets after he is done. You smile at him as you pet his head absentmindedly. 

You dress yourself lazily, a pair of washed up light blue jeans that have some paint stain on them and an old distressed shirt covered by one of those old jumpers that you seem to have had since forever. 

Ozz looked at you excitedly, sitting down next to the door, waiting for you to go on your morning walk, and enjoy the time that working takes away from him. 

It felt funny, walking these streets again, unbothered now, without having to worry or panic about anything. A quiet life, a still life, one that lets you sleep peacefully at night. The only thing that worried you lately was whether you preferred your senior class to read Jane Austin’s Pride and Prejudice or something more recent, perhaps The Never Ending Story. You debated on it while Ozz kept you company in the early morning, the cold clinging to your face, waking you up at once. 

All of your friends were doing absurdly well. 

You can’t help but think as you head back home and get ready to head to your job.

 Nancy still sends you emails for you to read, filled with her beautiful writing detailing how crazy being a Pulitzer winning journalist is, you smile and treasure them dearly. Robin usually sends you her manuscripts before anyone else, and has begged you to illustrate her new one, and your sketchbook was filled with ideas that you needed to get back to her. Steve finally had decided to study history, and was now teaching it at The Chicago University, everytime he comes back to Hawkins he calls you up so you can chat and grab a beer. 

 But Eddie, he was the luckiest one. And you cried often when you heard that he achieved another milestone, and would try to contact him, not really being able to, usually leaving each other long voicemails. 

However, you kept a picture of the two of you on your desk, the one you took before he disappeared, before everything happened to him and you were able to call him yours. 

Anyhow, you need to focus on what you were doing, having arrived at the doors of your classroom now. 

-

In what felt like a thousand miles away, Eddie layed covered in sweat and buzzing with post-show energy, his ears ringing from the amount of cheers and screams he just got away from. His legs still shaking, not believing that this was now his life, and eager to be able to share it with everyone he cared about. 

And even if he didn’t speak it aloud, you were on the top of that list. 

“I counted fifteen.” Gareth said as he reached him, running out of breath. He looked at him confused, and tried his hardest to put his hair away, trying to cool down. 

“What?” He said, his eyes squinting at him. 

“Bras. They were throwing bras, Eddie!” He laughed as he saw how the eyes of his friend opened as he emphasized with big hand movements. 

“You are a bigger dork now than in highschool.” He teased as he punched him in his arm. 

“Good gig, yeah?” Jeff smiled as he joined them backstage. Eddie clapped him on the back, still processing the fact that they had just played in the actual Merriweather Post Pavilion, they had actually standed where Led Zeppelin had once been, and he smiled quietly to himself, eager to pick up the phone and tell you all about it. He was in Columbia, and had hopes to actually find you awake for once. 

“We’re a long way from The Hideout.” Ben comes out, hanging Eddie a cigarette as he searches for a lighter that he provides back. 

“Fuck yeah we are” Gareth screams excitedly, and they can’t help but to smile and celebrate as they start getting comfortable. 

They know about Eddie’s ritual of leaving you a voicemail after every gig. And they politely leave the room so he can have space to actually call you. 

He fidgets with his rings as he starts hearing the phone beeping, eager to hear your pre-recorded message. But for once, he is surprised by your half asleep voice. 

“Hello?...” Your voice sounds as if you’d have been dozing off, cracking at the lack of interaction. 

“Oh my god you’re actually awake.” He says surprised with a big smile that you can imagine as soon as you realize who it is. 

“Edds?” He melts a bit as your voice softens. 

“Hi darling.” 

“Hi.” His face illuminated as his cheeks started to burn. He has missed your voice, he has even missed being able to hear your silences. “Where are you?” 

“Columbia.” He whispers, as his voice relaxes, feeling how his whole body is met with the familiarity that you provide. 

“You’re close.” He can tell that you’re still on your bed. 

“Yeah, did I wake you up?” He sounds worried for once, and he hears your soft giggle that turns into a sleepless moan. His heart skips a beat. 

“Not really. Was half asleep, Ozz just got off the bed.” 

“He’s keeping you company?” 

“Mmh.” A short moment of silence that let him stare at the ceiling, his head resting on the back of his chair. “He misses you.” 

“He does?” He teases, and you laugh softly at the question. 

“Yeah. Of course he does.” You can hear him laugh now, the question in his mind is evident enough that he doesn’t even need to ask it before you answer. “I miss you too dickhead.” His smile is bigger than before as that makes you both laugh.

“Do too.” 

“Of course you do, I’m the life of the party. You must be bored without me, you know, you just have all the parties, and concerts, and interviews and meeting everyone you’ve wanted.” He laughs as you continue to give him ridiculous examples. 

“It’s true, y’know. I kinnda miss doing a small show like, back in The Hideout.” He confesses and you chuckle a bit. 

“Then just do it, Edds. Y’know, it’s your band, you can choose, right?” He shuts up, knowing that you are incredibly right, and then again, he would have to talk with so many people to even make that a possibility. But he doesn’t want to waste time complaining, he just wants to hear your voice, even better, he didn’t know how much he needed your laugh until he heard it again. 

“I might. You’d come?” 

“Of course, just like I used to.” You both smile at the memory, feeling nostalgic for the times you were only a short car ride away from each other. “Front row and center.” 

“Oh darling, you’d be backstage and close by.” He waits a moment as he can feel you getting comfortable, the rustling of your bedsheets confirming that you’re falling asleep. “Do you wanna hang up?” 

“No, I like the idea of falling asleep with you.” You confess half asleep. His cheeks burn as his smile grows wider. 

-

It was always funny when this happened. And you were now developing a new sense for when it was about to. They would see the photo, turn away from your desk to meet with their friends and then they would start whispering with each other while looking at you every once in a while. At this point you just had to laugh. 

And it always ends the same way. They wait until the end of the class, cleaning up or pretending to do so, and then approach you slowly. So when you clocked two of your senior students whispering amongst them you smiled softly. And waited patiently for the questions. 

“Miss?” You heard as you were pulled away from your own world. 

“Hi Taylor, what can I do for you?” You asked with your usual up-tone voice. 

“Um, this is gonna be a weird ask but…” She started to avoid your eyes, as she searched for her friend to continue. 

“We um, we noticed the photo on your desk, and well we just…” You laughed, a soft calm noise that made her shoulders drop. Tension being released. 

“Yeah, that’s Munson.” You smile. Their eyes open once it hits them that they were right. “He used to go here, y’know?” They nod softly, and look at each other for reassurance. 

“Is it true, what they say?” Taylor asks once again and your eyebrow raises at the question, unknown of what she was referencing. 

“What do they say?” 

“That they’ll play in The Hideout?” 

“Oh.” Your cheeks seem to betray you as they grow pink. You nod at the girls as you stand up from the chair. You circle the table to face them again, reclining yourself on it. “Yeah, well, they used to, I dunno if they’ll play here anytime soon, might have to call Eds and ask.” Their smiles soften as they can see how your eyes brighten at the mention of Eddie.

“Really? You’d call him?” A squeak emanated from an excited Taylor, and you laughed with them as your head looked at the ground. 

“Yeah, he calls me everytime he finishes a gig.” You smile big as you look back at them. “You enjoy his music?” 

“Oh yeah, we love Corroded Coffin, but they always do shows so far away…” Taylor whispers in a soft voice. You can’t wait to tell him about it and embarrass him. 

“Maybe they’ll come around. Who knows.” You smile as you clap your hands. “Now if you excuse me ladies, I need to get some things done and you need to go to maths so…” 

They excuse themselves as they giggle to each other, exiting the room you smile quietly to yourself. If only you had told them about Ozz, they might have fainted, you think to yourself.

-

Hot tea mug by your side, you were determined to tackle the test from this week, actually getting through them and actually correct them. In time, for once. 

But the desk still felt messy, and you needed to clean it all again so you could actually get work done, so you spent the next thirty minutes throwing away a couple of empty chocolate bar wrappers, and some other bits and little trash away, dreading the end of this, as it meant you had no excuse but to actually get it all done. 

However, as you moved your chair so you could sit down, you were blessed with the ringing of your living room phone. thank god, you said to yourself. The caller ID had Eddie’s number, so you picked it up with a smile on your face. 

“Hey Edds” Your cheerful voice seemed to sing his name.

“Actually, it’s Gareth.” The boy's voice surprised you, as you were confused for a bit. 

“Oh. Hey Gareth, what’s up?” 

“Don’t need to sound that disappointed,”His voice teased as it dropped a little bit. “Eddie’s recording so he couldn’t call you.” 

“Oh, okay, well, tell him hello anyway.” 

“Yeah I will.” You nod at that. A second of weird silence between the both of you. 

“So, how come you called?” You decide to go ahead and ask, you had never been fond of small talk anyway. 

“Oh yeah, right.” You heard his lips press against each other as he paused. “So, we’re coming back to The Hideout. In a week, we announced last night, anyway, Eddie wanted to know if we could crash at your house, y’know, my folks sold the house and Wayne’s trailer isn’t that big anyway.” He reasoned with you, trying to convince you, even if he knew you’d say yes regardless. 

“Of course, just call me when you know you’ll come and I’ll fix you up some space.”

“Sweet, great. I’ll tell Eddie to call you regardless.”

You see how Ozz stands up all of a sudden, his head tilted and ears raised, whining as he looks at the door, he sounds as if he is crying with excitement, so your eyes are locked on him as he eyes you fastly, asking for your help. 

“Yeah, see you soon Gareth.” 

“Yeah, bye.” He mumbles as you hear the line go dead. 

“What’s up Ozz?” You ask him, as his head dips down, looking back at the door, tapping it with its paw. 

You move closer to him, and his head shakes in anticipation, as his paws tip-taps the floor excitedly as your hand gets closer to the handel, he practically leaps through the door as soon as you open it, and as your eyes follow him, a grin on your face as you see his tail wagging crazily, as you follow his direction you see him, and your heart drops for a second too long. 

Guitar on his shoulder, and large bag on his side, he stood there. Hair as long and frizzy as ever, and the same smile that he always saved for you, Eddie was there, eyes as bright as you remember, looking up at you before dipping down and focusing his attention on the dog. 

“Hi Ozzy!” His voice higher than usual, sitting down on the floor as the dog licks his face away as he giggles petting him ferociously, letting him get on top of him as he resigns and lets the dog love him back. 

“Eddie.” You whisper, still trying to process it all. Your hands covering your surprised opened mouth as your feet move you down the steps that leave your house.

“Hey sweetheart.” His eyes illuminate as he looks up at you, a sincere smile curing his lips. 

“Gareth said-” Your words had trouble coming out, still finding it hard to believe that he was indeed there, and that you weren’t dreaming. 

“I know. I uh… Told him to call you so I’d know if you were home… wanted to surprise you.” He explains, as he stands up, clapping his hands clean as he takes a step towards you, Ozz coming back to you, his tail still wagging. 

“How did you- Why- I don’t…” 

“I missed you.” He gleams as his words come out of his mouth. “Just that.” He finishes, standing in front of you, close enough that your feet would touch if you took a step further. “Well, and Ozzy.” he added, tilting his head slightly as his smile brightened. 

“I still think Bowie suits him best.” 

“You didn’t like Mr.Crowley.” He reminds you as he points his finger, the tip of it touching the corner of your mouth. 

“It felt like he had to be the teacher.” You laugh as your head looks at the ground, nervous from his touch, your heart stops for a moment when you hear his voice chuckling. 

“Well, glad you took care of my dog.”

“Mmmh, mine now.” 

He smiles fondly at you, before closing the distance and hugging you closely. Your bodies finally met, your arms tangled behind his neck, his hands hanging behind your waist, his arms pulling you closer. An unconscious smile appears on your lips as you smell him again, his hair tickling your nose, sandalwood, cigarette smoke and something you can’t quite tell. His thumb stroking the small part of your skin that gets exposed when your arms rise up to hold him. He leaves a small kiss on the crown of your head, resting his head there for a second too long. 

-

“Edds, I’m leaving!” You screamed as you grabbed your old jacket from the hanger by the door. 

“M’kay.” He yawned as he peered down the staircase, sleep still present in his eyes. 

“Guest mattress comfy?” You tease him lightly as you can see his eyes hiding behind his palms, his hair twisted and knotted from having just woken up. You didn’t dare look down, his chest is exposed, his legs covered by old gym wear that he had packed. 

“M’no” He mumbled as his eyes finally opened enough to look at you, his voice cracking as he spoke his first words of the day, deep and short, not having any energy to do or say anything else. 

“Oh, poor Edds.” you teased him a bit more, showing him your tongue as you handed him a mug full of coffee. “There’s more on the pot.” 

“Thanks.” He whispered before taking a sip, head shaking as he tried to wake up. 

“Ozz will beg you to walk him, his leash is hanging by the coats.” 

“Got it.” He nodded at the brown dog, his tail already wagging. “When’re you coming back?” 

“Uh… Should be here around five, why?” 

“Dunno, might go and say hi to Wayne.” You nodded, feeling a bit dumb to not have thought that maybe he preferred to be with his actual family, rather than with you. His eyes opened as he seemed to clock that thought passing behind your eyes. “I mean, he did pick me up from the airport yesterday, and everything but… Dunno, wanted to stay with you.” He quickly reassured you, a lazy smile on his face made you release the air that you had been holding. 

He walked with you to the front door, closing it behind you after he had whispered a sleepy goodbye to you. 

He spent the majority of his morning doing absolutely nothing. Letting himself enjoy the non-rush he now had. The small holiday he had given to himself. Of course, he couldn’t help himself from looking around, but really, it’s not his fault. He always had that habit of looking at other people's things. He liked to imagine what you looked like while you were correcting or grading papers, and he giggled when he saw your little tower of -according to the post-it - mandatory read i don’t enjoy, though his smile deepened when he saw the one next to it books i’ll make mandatory even if it ends me. Suddenly, he was back in high school, and you were sat on his lunch table, as his party babbled away about the campaign, while you laid your head on his shoulder, your eyes focused deep with the words of Jane Austen, Sylvia Plath, Isabell Allende it didn’t matter, he always remembered you like that, curled up with a book between your hands. 

He always liked when you had let him lay on your thighs, and hearing you read outloud, while one of your fingers traced around his face, not really thinking about it. 

He missed stupid small moments like that. 

But then again, nothing had made his heart skip a beat as fast as when he saw the copy he had let you borrow of The Hobbit, on that tower, the pages were now a different shade, and they still had all of his notes he had written on the pages margins. 

He thought about you, and those silly intimate moments while he played on his guitar later that morning. Ozzy curled up beside him, while he tried to remember the melody of that Led Zeppelin’s song you had always loved. Especially when he sang it to you, he seemed to recall. 

But as these moments of calmness or rather, stillness go, it was interrupted, by your phone this time. 

Eddie debated on whether or not to pick it up, but he decided he might as well. 

“Um, hello?” 

“Eddie? Thank god, can you check something for me?” Your voice came through the speaker, agitated and ever so slightly out of breath. 

“Uh, yeah sure. You okay?” 

“Yeah, yeah fine. Can you just look if I left my wallet and a little container on the kitchen counter?” You begged, as you rushed through your words. 

“Yeah hold on.” You could hear his steps as he went to check it. When he saw the two objects you described he grabbed them and slowly walked over to the phone, resting his weight against the wall, lazily. 

“Yeah, they’re here.” 

“Fuu-dge.” You caught yourself before cursing, which only made him laugh. 

“Fudge?” 

“I can’t curse while I’m working.” You remind him, sounding frustrated now. 

“Oh, right. Forgot.” 

“Well, okay. I’ll just eat when I get home then.” You muttered as you exhaled air, your words reaching his ears a little muffled because of that. 

“Can’t they give you a plate or something?” He tried to reason with you, realizing that the container held your lunch. 

“Nah, that will only give Lora a headache.” You scoffed.

“Well, I could-” 

“Forget it Edds, I’ll see you in a few hours, I need to go.” You hanged up, and an idea popped into his head, as a smile appeared on his lips. 

-

It had been a brief walk, thirty minutes flew by as he walked by the streets he used to dream about escaping, smiling proudly at the fact that he did. Though now, standing behind the green door that led to your classroom, he had become that shy Eddie that he was when he studied in those halls. 

And he had become enamored by how you stood, smiling as you spoke through your lesson. 

However, you hadn’t seen him, and where still yapping about the assignment, having divided your senior group into small teams so they could start working, when all of a sudden, you saw how their eyes shifted away from you, straight to the door, usually you would dismiss that, knowing that with five minutes left for lunch break, they usually daydreamed about what they would eat, or what they would do, but normally, they look at the window to do that, but what really made your head look into that direction was the gasps that were emanating from your students, and the excited looks they were sharing. Once you looked over, and saw a smiling Eddie holding the plastic bag high, your eyes opened in shock, as you had definitely lost your train of thought. 

“I… I’m sorry class… Can you give me a minute?” You said through your teeth, your eyes squinting as you tried not to lose your cool, knowing that if Principal Higgins saw him there you would never hear the last of it. So you walked -almost ran- to the door, closing it fast behind you. “Edds… What are you doing here?” 

“I brought you your lunch!” He exclaimed happily, his eyes looking down at you, as his lips curved upwards, the plastic bag swinging from his hand. 

“And that’s really sweet but you shouldn’t have.” 

“Well, when you don’t eat you get dizzy, and then you get nauseous, and finally, you’re… bitchy… So, take your lunch and eat.” He explains to you, as he points every reason with his fingers, tapping them on your chest. 

“Idiot.” You muttered as you flushed, enough for him to notice, even when you try to look at the ground in an attempt to hide it. 

“Yeah, well, you call me that a lot.” He chuckled as he finished. “Besides, you’ve only got five minutes left.”

“Three now.” 

“Yeah, so I can wait for you and keep you company.” He wasn’t teasing, you could tell he was being sincere. 

“Shit, look-”

“Language.” Now he was teasing, a smile appearing in both of your faces. 

“Fuck off…” You giggled as you looked at the ground for a bit, messing with your hair as you looked back at him. “‘Kay, come in, but… They’ll have- they’re gonna freak out.” 

You were right, as soon as he set foot into your classroom a choir of excited squeals and “oh my god” could be heard, and you tried not to laugh, but it was bound to happen. He was as recognizable as ever, even with his hair tied up in a lazy pointali that was now coming undone, and a light faded out shirt, his tattoos and posture betrayed him. 

“Uh, hi.” He muttered as soon as he could, shy once again at the undivided attention that he had gathered.

“So, class… Can we keep this a secret?” You tried to bargain, as they tried hard not to lose it, the majority of them covering their mouths or rubbing their eyes. 

“What the fuck?” You could hear one of your older students say as he couldn’t stay still on his chair. 

“I think she doesn’t like that kind of language in the class… um…” 

“Trevor!” 

“Trevor, yeah, I’m Eddie.” He said cheerfully, as they all nodded, your face hidden behind your hand, forehead resting on the palm of it. You hided a giggle while he sat down on your chair. 

-

“You’re an idiot.” You said as you were finally alone in your classroom. Sitting down, faceing him, his mouth half open as he was starting to eat a sandwich he had made for him. 

“Yeah, you call me that a lot.” He agreed, playing with the teasing that you had started, even if he knew, deep down, that you were glad he did that, the colours on your cheek betraying you once again. 

“Well… You are.” You smile down, as you reach into your bag. A little container with Joyce’s leftovers in it, and your stomach grumbled as you saw them. “Thank you.” You whispered, a shy look in your eyes as they made brief contact with him. He nodded as he took a bite. 

“Don’t mention it.” He would never say it aloud, but he would do anything you’d ask him to. Even if that meant sitting in silence, in an empty classroom that smells of dust and cheap deodorant. He couldn’t help his lips from smiling at you, enjoying the calmness of it all. Seeing you smile at nothing, enjoying the fact that he could see your hair get tangled as your head shakes every time you had a good bite of food on your mouth.  

“Idiot…” You muttered again. 

“You’ve already called me that, sweetheart.” He remarks, winking at you. 

You giggle as you take out your hand from the small bag, the small fruit on your hand, moving it as if it was a trophy you had just won.

“A tangerine?” You teased him, though, truth be told, the tension between the two of you could be felt from across the hall, and it made it all look as if you couldn’t help but smile, and joke and fantasie about what you would like to do to say thank you. 

“Yeah, well… You’ve got a sweet tooth…” He was the one blushing now, having lost himself for a second too long on your lips. His hand touched yours as he grabbed the small fruit from your soft hands, peeling it from you. “You don’t need to stink up your hands.” 

“Oh, I stink?” You joked. 

“Oh yeah, no wonder it has to smell of deodorant in here.” 

You shook your head as you laughed with him, your eyes focusing on his dimples. You really had missed him. 

-

If you were being sincere with yourself, you had expected loud noise, maybe a broken glass or two, however, the stillness and comfort of the moment was a pleasant surprise.

There was nothing special about it, not really. Gareth laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling while he tapped away with his fingers, tum-tuming away at everyhting he came in contact with, legs, floor or table, didn’t matter. Ben had his head resting on it, his back on the leg of the wooden table that you got second hand in a yard sale, his fingers moving as he was playing bass. Jeff sat by himself, on Joyce’s old recliner playing softly on his beat up guitar. However, Eddie was next to you, his arm laid on your shoulders, pulling you closer, making you bury your head on his chest, while he played with your hair, not really thinking about it, he just did it because it felt natural. It felt like what was supposed to be done, it felt like old times, when you would fall asleep next to him and nothing mattered. Though, to be fair, you weren’t exempt from guilt. Your arm was across his chest, hugging him in return, and snuggling him as your head moved closer to him, his chin resting on the top of your head now, your fingers tracing a nonsense pattern across his skin. 

It was bliss. It was peaceful. 

So obviously, someone had to talk. 

“I’m nervous for tomorrow.” Eddie whispered, his fingers tangling in your hair even further. A soft laughter filled the room as everyone heard him. 

“You’ve literally just played Merriweather. You’ve stood where Led stood… The Hideout’s nothing.” You muttered, eyes looking up at him, as he smiled down at you, your cheeks flushing as you made eye contact. 

“Yeah, but we didn’t know anyone…” Gareth said as he stood up.

“And everyone will be there.” Jeff finished, with a giggle from everyone. 

“You’ll be there?” Eddie asked, a soft whisper on you ear, making your skin tingle where his breath graced your skin. 

“Front and center.” You murmured back, your head nodding as you look at him. His eyes lighting up. 

“No, backstage and close by.” He assured you. His lips kissing your forehead, forgetting for a second that you’re not alone. That you’re not together. 

“You know, I like that you two-” Ben started, stopping as soon as he realized that everybody was looking at him, Gareth shaking his head no. “What?” 

“They’re not…” Gareth tried to say, to explain something that neither of you were sure to know how to actually explain. 

“I think it’s time for me to go to bed.” You smile apologetically, as you push Eddie’s arm away from you, standing up, not hearing anything that they were saying any longer.

Logically, you knew you had no right to be upset. Nothing that they had said was a lie, but maybe what hurt more was that everything was true, and rather you like it or not, you were in love once again with him, how could you not. It was inevitable. You had said goodbye when he left, you had stayed in contact, and he appeared out of the blue in front of your house. 

He had taken care of you without you asking him to. He had been there for you countless times. Fuck, he had even let you take care of the dog. 

It all went through your head at speed light, so you paced around your bedroom, walls closing in on you. You were silently crying now, tears falling down. 

“Stop crying. Stop crying. Stop crying.” You kept saying to yourself, in an attempt to calm you down, as you sat down on the mattress. 

The way your house had been constructed, somehow made that the street lights didn’t shine through your window at night, so when you stared at it, only darkness could be seen. That and Eddie standing on your doorway, his head looking at the ground, hand anxiously covering his mouth. As soon as he realised that you caught him he turned around, trying to leave. 

“Don’t…” Your voice broke as you spoke. You turned your head to look at him, hand wiping away a tear. “Stay?” 

“Yeah.” He didn’t hesitate, not even for a second, before you even blinked he was already sitting beside you. “Why are you…?”

“It’s silly.” 

“Don’t think so.” 

“We’ve never talked about it.” You almost spat out the words, as if they were burning. “So we don’t have to now…” You try to soften your tone with a smile, but it doesn’t seem to work. 

“You’re crying.” He stated, his eyebrows raising in concern, as he climbed the bed, carefully approaching you. “So you obviously need to talk about it.” 

“I don’t.” Your voice was getting irritated now, frustrated might be a better way to describe it. 

“Well, then you’re lying.” His voice had become dry, though hesitant or nostalgic seemed like good words to describe it too. 

“Then I guess I’m a liar.” You mocked his tone, getting angry now.

Not really knowing why. 

Not really caring for it. 

He let you in silence, even when you seemed mad at him, he knew what and when you needed what you needed. So he stayed beside you, worried that he had done something so unforgivable that had made you stop trusting him. His leg grew restless, anxiously waiting for you to say something, anything, if he opened his mouth in this instance he’d beg you to do so, he’d crawl and fall to his knees if that meant that you’d say something. 

  And you desperately wanted to. You wanted to tell him everything, you wanted to scream, and shout and tell him that the only thing you want, or need is for him to stay close to you. 

“If you don’t want me here…” He muttered, under his breath. 

You pursed your lips, hurt that he might think something as ridiculous as that. You nodded slowly, turning your head at him, finally looking at his eyes. His were darkened by the lack of light on the room, however his eyes still shone when he made contact with yours, even if your eyes were red and puffy from having cried. 

“It’s not that…” You add as you shake your head from side to side. 

“Then why are you crying?” 

“Because they’re right. Because we’re nothing. Because you and everyone else left, and I stayed here, and… I missed you, every morning I woke up and you weren’t there, I’d roll to the other side of the bed and it would just be empty and cold… I- Eddie…” Your voice kept breaking as you started to talk. 

“You told me to leave…” Faint words escaping him. 

“Of course I told you to leave, you had to leave. You had an amazing opportunity and you needed to take it, I couldn’t be the reason for you- You would’ve resented me for the rest of your life- You…” You were shaking again, everything coming out of you, rapidly. 

“I could never- I would never I… I left, yes, but that doesn’t mean I ever stopped caring for you or–” His hand grabbed yours, in an attempt to ground you, to stop you from spiriling, and despite your intention, it worked, he had your full attention once again. 

“Or what?” 

“Love you.” He stated. His eyes looking for yours, truth in them. 

“What do you mean Eddie?” You were exhausted now. Confused by his words, and having trouble understanding everything he said. 

“I mean, that even if I left, I never stopped thinking about you, caring for you, or loving you. How could I?” A soft laugh escaped your lips when you registreed what he was actually saying, bitting the inside of your cheek as you looked him back, your fingers intertwined now. 

“You’ve never said anything.” 

“I know…” 

“I thought I was bothering you.” 

“You could never do that. Never.” 

After that, everything happened kind of fast, even if every touch seemed to last a lifetime. His hands searched for your waist, pulling you in, falling on the mattress, both of your bodies laying down as he pulled you near. What started as a close hug, was escalating fast. 

First, his head rested so close on your pillow, that your breath was mixing into his, so much so you could feel him smiling even if you had your eyes closed. Enjoying the way his fingers traced patterns onto your skin, and losing your breath for just a second when his nose kissed yours, when he moved it upwards, you knew that his lips were smiling, slightly open. You couldn’t help yourself. So it was no surprise when you kissed him. 

A shy kiss, a i missed you kiss, a i can’t believe you’re here kiss, a please don’t leave kiss. What was surprising is the way his body pressed onto yours, how his weight shifted so he could be even closer, how his mouth opened to find your tongue, how it felt the exact same it had years ago, and still, your heart was rapidly beating with excitement, of having him like that once again. 

Your thumb had set itself on his jaw, stroking it softly, focused on the small bumps that his skin had, beard growing under it. However, your other hand was pushing his wild hair behind his ear, a softness on your touch that you didn’t quite know you had. 

Meanwhile, Eddie had one of his hands on your waist, your skin exposed since your shirt was stuck under your body, the other one was busily tangled in your hair, on the back of your neck. 

You needed no words, just looking at each other was enough. 

He touched you as soon as your pants hit the floor. Hearing you moan, with your head tilted back, exposing your neck only drove him crazier, making the pressure he felt in his boxers only get worse, in the best way possible. He kissed you everywhere. But he always had a thing for your neck, and how he had always loved to bite it as you where twisting under his touch, your own hand grabbing his, pushing his fingers even deeper into you, making him giggle as he did what you wanted him to do, before shutting you up with another wet neddy kiss. He only stopped kissing you and your body when he wanted to look at your face. Your cheeks, as pink as ever, you’re breathing fast and you’re skin flushed. When you opened your eyes, you nodded, and he did too. 

He took your top away. 

You struggled to take his shirt off, while he unbuckled his jeans. 

To say that his skin was burning to your touch would be an understatement. He groaned and smiled everytime one of your nails ran through his back, you were sure he would have scratches tomorrow morning, but it didn’t matter. He hadn’t cared about the hickeys he was leaving on your skin. He kissed it all over again, leaving wet spots over it, and he loved how your body tingles every time his lips touched a new spot. 

Your hand travelled to the hem of his underwear, pushing it down slowly, smiling when you feel him doing the same, his eyes looking at you with permission, his body on top of yours, you smiled kindly, your free hand gracing his cheek, you nodded, as he left a short kiss on your lips, before pushing in to you. As you moaned feeling him in, he was going slow, adjusting your body to him, as your legs wrapped around him, and your hands grabbed his back, you both looked into each others eyes, moonlight shining across your faces, enough light to know that you both were incredibly enamoured by each other. He started going faster, as he started to moan once your nails were once again buried in his skin, his hands touching every inch of your body he could. It is not that it felt good, great or divine, it’s that it felt right, it felt as if he was your home. Like being connected on a physical level only made justice to the way you felt, like you never wanted it to stop, like you could die happily in his arms. Pressed against the mattress, only hearing the noises you were both making, trying to the best of your ability to keep the noise between the two of you, begging not to be heard by anyone downstairs. You knew you were close, and so was him. It was even more evident when he stopped to catch his breath, pulling out of you, and needing his touch you stood up, meeting his face, kissing him senseless, as his fingers got lost on the small of your back, feeling his cock raising even more, your pussy dripping down, aching to be filled with him again. He looked at you once again, his hands now squeezing your ass, you nodded as you turned around. You were now laying your face on the mattress, your tits pressed against it, as you raised your ass as high as you could, and moaning hard and fast as you felt him slip into your pussy with ease. Fingers burning deep into your waist, pushing you hard and fast, a fast rhythm that he kept, and you were moving just as hard. It felt like true bliss. 

When you felt him come, your legs had been shaking for a while already, it was all aching with pleasure, with need. 

However, he didn’t just plummet to the bed, he kissed your back, your shoulder, and everything he felt he could as he pulled you close to him. Cuddling you from behind, your legs tangled as you both felt at ease, at peace. Feeling how tired you were, your eyes shutting down as you can quite believe what had just happened. 

During the night, if and when you woke up, and opened your eyes, you were met with his calm expression next to yours. When you moved away he pulled you in closer, and if you groaned in your sleep he would kiss your skin, wherever his lips could find. It hadn’t been the sex, but this, this made you feel safe and at home. 

-

It looked exactly as you’d remembered. 

Low lights, cigarette smoke, and spilled beer made it seemed as if time had not moved. Even though Eddie seemed to think differently. He was incredibly nervous, fidgeting with his rings behind the stage door, the screams that emanate from the other side making him even more nervous, because if he was honest with himself, he was used to play for an empty Hideout, not a sold out, filled to the brim, people pressed against each other streaming his name. 

He was glad you were there. 

He had even been more happy to wake up beside you. And laugh about last night, and talk it out, while you both got ready. 

As anxious as he was, he only needed to look over at you to calm down.

He did now, and he smiled when he saw you chatting away with Steve, who decided to pop in for the occasion. 

“So… Did a mosquito bite you?” He told you, as he teased pressing a finger to one of Eddie’s hickeys on your chest. 

“Fuck off Harrington.” You laughed back, as you readjusted your top, in an attempt to cover it. 

“I missed you insulting me.” He said, his voice cheerful and playful. Taking a sip from his bottle. “Can’t quite believe that Munson’s made it.” 

“So have you.” You tell him, smiling up at him, as he tries to dismiss you with a vague movement with his head. “Oh come on, prestiged Uni professor Harrington!” You teased him now, punching his arm. 

“You’re embellishing it.” He pointed out, clanking your bottles as he took another sip, one that you followed, laughing with someone you missed so dearly.

“Well, I’m the one teaching the language. So… thank you.” You giggled at him covering his face with his hand, embarrassment and glee on his gesture. 

“Yeah well… He’s really made it though.” He said, shifting his body to look over at him, and you followed him once again. 

“Yeah… He deserves it more than anyone.” You added, making it a bit obvious that your feelings were rising again. Your heart missed a beat when he looked over at you and smiled. 

“And you…” 

“Save it Steve.” You didn’t need to look at him to know the questioning look he had on his face. 

“But you…”

“Yes. I still do.”

“Does he?” 

“I think so.” 

After that you stayed in silence as beers clanged, amps were connected and guitars were tried. Waiting for it all to start. 

But Eddie needs a moment with you. And once again, not a word escapes from his lips, he just walks over to you, black button shirt opened, his chest exposed making you short of breath for a second. His eyes look down for a second, grabbing your hand, looking carefully at the way your hands seem to fit perfectly together, caressing the back of yours with his thumb, he looks back at you, nodding to a place where there’s no one. And when you squint your eyes he starts heading that way. 

Steve’s left speechless as he sees the two of you, and he’s convinced at this moment, he has never seen such pure connection between two people. 

However, Eddie doesn’t speak when it’s only the both of you. He just lets air come out of his mouth, shivering a bit as he does so. Both of his hands grabbing yours, resting his forehead against yours. Enjoying the calmness of the moment. The stillness. The comfortableness of it all. 

You nuzzled your nose against his, feeling how your lips curl upwards as you do so, even more when you hear him laughing softly. He takes a step closer, closing the gap between the both of you with an even softer kiss that he left on your lips. 

“Everything will go great.” Your faint voice made him scoot closer, his ear next to your mouth, instinctively, you wrap your arms behind his neck, he wraps his on the small of your back. 

“Could we just…” You had never heard him with such a soft tone of voice. 

“We can’t. You’ve gotta go play.” You teased as you stepped back, getting lost once again on his chocolate like eyes. 

“I don’t wanna be far away from you again.” He muttered, barely above a whisper. “Will you come with me? Please?” 

“Moon…” You whispered, your thumb gracing his cheek, he let his face rest on the palm of your hand. Head tilted down to look better at you, his eyes lost into yours as he bites his lower lip. He had always loved that ridiculous pet name. “Well talk about it, okay?” You smiled as you left a kiss on his bare chest. “Now, go out there and play.” 

He did just that. Not before stealing a few more kisses, and not before taking you all in. Your teachers clothes had long been forgotten, and you looked truly angelic as you rested against the wall, a somehow sheer top layed on top of your chest, with long worn out jeans that seemed to be a minute away from breaking, with Eddie’s old leather jacket. He couldn’t take his eyes away from you until the roar from the public made him snap into place. 

He looked truly divine. The lights from stage made him glow, his movements seemed effortless, and his voice had never sounded that clear. 

He was following the setlist, everything was going exactly to plan, expect, in one of those pauses in between songs, where he would normally talk to the audience and make them laugh and connect with the band, he was just staring at you, unaware that his hands had started to play the old melody that you had always hummed when you were together. As soon as you heard it, memories, feelings and tears came out. Steve’s hand on your shoulder as he watched closely. 

“He’s mad about you.” He told you, knowing that he won’t get a response, he lets you rest his weight on his body as you cry, excited to hear him sing your song. 

“I um- hi.” He told the audience that cheered in return. “We don’t really play songs that are not ours anymore, but that’s like, all we did when we used to come here and…” A quick glance on your direction before he could continue, as you nodded, excited for him. “Well, there’s this someone, who… She’s incredibly special and this is her favourite one so, you’ll have to hear it. 

Tangerine by Led Zeppelin could be heard, and you had never smiled as big as you were now. 

Whispering the lyrics in between tears as you looked closely at him. He vaguely and not discreetly at all pointed and looked at you as he sang  “Tangerine, Tangerine, living reflection from a dream/I was her love, she was my queen, and now a thousand years between.”

As the final notes could be heard, and in the heat of the moment, Eddie sneaked backstage, to steal a short kiss, both of your lips smiling as you touched. Foreheads pressed against each other as you both had your eyes closed. He didn’t need to say anything else, the question and the answer was already clear. 

That moment was enough. But just in case you kissed him again, your hands grabbing either side of his face, happy tears falling down on both of your eyes. A declaration being shared. 

It said of course I’ll stay. of course I’ll come with you. I’m never leaving again. I’ll never leave you again. 

And you never did. 

-

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[royaljestersfirst]

Fizz & emotional integrity

this is the first of a series of character analysis posts i want to make about Fizz because i think that he’s a very rare representation of a character in great contact with his emotions and quite far in his trauma healing journey. this post turned out to be mostly about s2e6 bc i think it shows up well in conflict. i don't claim that Fizz is communicating in a perfectly healthy way (who does tbh!), but he is very genuine in his feelings and communication and i looove to see that. imo you can absolutely be an emotionally authentic bitch 💅✨

some ppl judged Fizz for being very rude to Blitz and i don't see why that's necessarily a bad thing. he thought that his childhood best friend actually resented him, wanted to hurt/kill him, was not interested in seeing him for 15 years, then crushed his gig and fucked off again. he has no reason to trust or be kind to Blitz, and it’s understandable that he’d want to vent his anger and protect his pride.

what touched me was how he reacted to Blitz saying that's not how things really went. even though he was just furious, he immediately unclenched his fists and paid attention. it shows that Fizz cares a lot about this relationship even after all this time, so he's ready to lower his defenses and try to listen.

he is still angry at the hurt he was caused, at this point he still thinks that Blitz left him after the accident. even then, after hearing that Blitz is remorseful, he deeply empathises. Fizz tries to get where blitz is coming from while not downplaying his own hurt.

without hiding his true feelings, he expresses how important Blitz was to him by saying that he wouldn't be so angry if he stayed by his side. that requires lots of emotional honesty and vulnerability, especially for a traumatized person, especially in conversation with the same person who hurt him.

he honestly says that he can't just forgive and forget everything. however, by talking about being okay now he shows that he may move past it. his words may also ease Blitz's guilt and self-loathing which Fizz empathized with earlier.

after this rollercoaster of emotions, he openly shows how much he appreciates his "former bestie, then lifelong enemy, then recent hero, now newly rekindled sort of friend" (btw the fact that Ozz knows all that shows how much Fizz is communicating about his trauma&emotions with his partner which is sweet).

Fizz is a character who feels a lot and deeply. he is unapologetic about his anger but he also is not embarrassed to show how much he cares. he is ready to confront and process difficult emotions, listen and be vulnerable even when the conversation is hard.

he demonstrates great emotional integrity considering his childhood of conditional "love", physical&mental trauma, abandonment, abuse and exploitation. his ability to stay true to himself after all that speaks volumes about his resilience, his connection with his own emotions, the supportiveness of Ozz, the strength of his childhood bond with Blitz, and perhaps the professionalism of his therapist 😄

anyways what do you all think about his character? do you agree with my interpretation? i love this bitch and love to talk about him 💕

#i recognize that this post might be extremely biased lol. i've never written character analyses but i tried ehhhh #fizzarolli #helluva boss #my post #text #character analysis

[blaisings]

Spoilers!

I think Vaggie being an ex exterminator makes me love her character more. There’s a theory that she is one of Carmilla’s daughters. That maybe the weapons maker overlord had three daughters who all died at a relatively young age either when Carmilla herself died or shortly after but one of her kids ended up in Heaven somehow. Or maybe only two of her kids died with Carmilla and her third kid died sometime after. - it’s an interesting theory but other people argue that if it was true, wouldn’t the children who work for Carmilla have been reactive to seeing their long lost sibling when Sirpentious was receiving his weapons that he bought?

It would be really interesting if the Carmilla had a third child theory was true though.

Vaggie being an ex exterminator makes a lot of sense, her having all this knowledge of hell’s overlords, her carrying their main weapon, the eye x although that was initially an injury caused by Adam’s favorite. No lie, if I saw two people in my life hanging out like how Adam and Lute are, I’d be thinking “oh yeah, they trying out the positions Fizz and Ozz do on a daily basis.”

Speaking of Adam, I love how unbearable that character is. My gosh, the first man is the first d bag of the world, I love it. Thank you!

I don’t know why, but I really crave a fight scene with Vaggie not only giving the first d bag a tongue lashing but fully and amazingly kicking his first human asshole as well. Like please, give me a fight scene of epic glory with Vaggie winning. I need it, I crave it, I cannot breathe until I see it.

Am I crazy? Yes. But this show is too damn long awaited and amazing to have a non crazy fan base foaming at their mouths.

I really wonder how the next episode will pan out, now that Vaggie’s secret is out there. I can Charlie being upset, but her character is mostly forgiveness and I can see the next episode about Charlie going through the stages of shock about the interactions in Heaven and about the news of Vaggie’s origins. But I can also see Charlie wishing Vaggie had told her and forgiving Vaggie. Charlie doesn’t appear to be someone who holds grudges or goes on to purposely misunderstand other people. I mean she’s working with an overlord who used to be a serial killer while in the land of the living, she’s very forgiving.

I many more thoughts but no time! That’s all for now folks!

A kind thank you to anyone who visits my blog.

I couldn’t find a gif with Vaggie or exterminators - totally bummed out by this

#Hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel thoughts #Hazbin hotel Vaggie #Hazbin vaggie

[latteandjacks]

No

You know what I love about Blitz and Ozzie comforting Fizz?

They don't tell him stuff like "You're already perfect" or similar, you may don't like it or think it's making it worse but what Fizz needs to understand is that he will never achieve the perfect image that Mammon put onto him, even if telling him he's perfect would probably be comforting, it would NOT help him and there's the slight chance it could make it WORSE because it could connect with Mammon, if they always told Fizz he is indeed, perfect in the way he wants to be, it could lead him to believe he also has to live up to that image with them or he would let them down

Blitz tells him he's "Plenty good enough", not perfect, because he's right, Fizz is beyond being good enough, he's awesome but not perfect, then at the present, when Fizz says he has to be good enough, he answers with a "good enough for what?" before cutting to the sisters, even tho we don't know how the discussion was followed, it is likely Fizz continued to defend Mammon before the show started, maybe Blitz continued to tell him he's good but was cut out by Fizz running away/focusing on the show

It's even more obvious with Ozzie, who says that he isn't perfect, followed by saying NOBODY IS, and that was probably more comforting for Fizz to hear rather than affirmations of being perfect

Followed by Fuck you and the message it holds, Crooked is a close favorite because it's just everything I've been saying, Ozzie says Fizz is better than he thinks he is, a good performer, but most of the song is him pointing out what Fizz calls "flaws", he's crooked and messy but so is Ozzie and he says it himself, whenever Fizz doubts of himself Ozzie just answers by telling him the truth and speaking out his mind about how he thinks of Fizz, when Fizz compares himself with Ozz ("You're a deadly... sin"), he reaffirms that whether he wins or not he will still love him the same, when Fizz says there's so much he'll never be, Ozz tries to make him see things from his pov, saying there's so much he can't see of himself

I loved how they never call him perfect, when assuring him his talent they don't call it perfect The words were handled so carefully in this episode and that's why I love it so much

#I'm sorry I love this episode #msmsmsmsmdnsm #helluva boss #blitzø #fizzarolli #Ozzie #Asmodeous #Mammon #Ah que mamón

[oswalds-purple-hair]

The fact that Gerry just gets to Live, and PAINT and drink tea with Gertrude is soooo BIG

#I’m soooo happy for himmmmm #tmagp spoilers #tmagp #ozz speaks

[ghostdaichi]

Hi! Saw your post about request being open... And may i suggest a Billy x reader x Eddie? With the three of them being metalheads in love? I don't care about the gender of the reader. Thank u :)

Of course!!! Thank you so much for your request! I hope you like it!

Three’s Company

Billy x reader x Eddie

(Fluff, mentions of smoking and alcohol)

Requests are open!

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* You met Eddie when you were working at the local music store in Downtown Hawkins. He crashed into a rack of Cyndi Lauper cassette tapes while staring at you teaching a kid a few chords on guitar. You became inseparable after that.

* About a year after, Billy met the both of you, once again at the music shop but it was a themed open mic night, unfortunately it was the country night but you as an employee have to participate.

* You and Eddie did a killer cover of “Jolene” by Dolly Parton which Billy just had to compliment personally, then taking you both out to go and listen to “real music”.

“Look Eds, I know Master of Puppets is your go to song but Mr. Crowley sounds so much better.” Eddie scoffs at your statement before taking another sip of the beer in his hand.

“They’ve got a point y’know.”

“You both wound me!” Eddie said, dramatically falling backwards in the backseat of Billy’s car, which was expertly parked on the edge of Lover’s Lake, close enough to the water to see the reflection of the sunset and stars but far enough away to not get wet feet when you step out.

“Besides! You can’t even put them in the same category! Ones Metallica and the other is Ozzy!”

“Okay babe I’ll let you think that. Not like it literally won in the polls at the shop last month.” You looked over the seat to continue your argument with your pouting boyfriend, when Billy put a hand on your shoulder and kissed your temple.

“Let him pout back there doll, let’s have the albums speak for themselves.” He put the cassette in and the Blizzard of Ozz album started blasting through the speakers. Billy rolled the windows down so you all could smoke and not be hotboxed in, before you both climbed into the back with Eddie. The three of you got comfortable, Billy as the de facto big spoon, and you being the shortest of the trio, snug safely between the two of them. This was perfection to you, the lake, the loud music, and the two people you loved the most.

#stranger things x reader #billy hargrove #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #billy hargrove x reader #Billy x reader x eddie #billy x eddie #eddie x reader #billy x reader

[finniestoncrane]

Please,,, make a fic about reader squishing daddy ozzies face,,, I must know how that'll turn out (your blog has officially converted me to ddaddy ozz 💦 thank you finnie)

So Cute

Farrell!Penguin x GN!Reader, word count: 550 you living in my head anon? you projecting my thoughts out here into my askbox? because i want to smoosh those silly cheeks together so hard ;-; also you are welcome but also thank you that's so sweet to say, i didn't do any of the work there though, man speaks for himself truly 💜 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: soft fluff, a lot of smooches

It was impossible to keep your hands off of Oswald Cobblepot. The man was made to be touched and held and squeezed and stroked. He was warm, soft, and so welcoming of any physical touch. His eyes lit up and his mouth curled up into a smile the minute you came into contact with him, so you made note to do it as often as possible. Not that you needed to be reminded. Oswald was entirely alluring. So charming, handsome, irresistibly adorable despite his tough guy persona. It was a façade. He was sweet, self-effacing, considerably shy underneath the Penguin.

You stood embracing him, considering all of these thoughts, ones that consumed you when you were in his presence. The feelings you had for him were overwhelming, enough to have your heart beating to an irregular rhythm. You leaned back and took a good look at him, smiling wide at him. There were so many words, so many things you could say, but as he looked back at you, eyebrow cocked, a questioning look accompanied by a mischievous smile, you only felt one thing.

“Oswald. You are so cute.”

He scoffed, eyebrow raising higher, and sensing he was about to start playing himself down, you took your hands and placed them on his cheeks, thumbs softly stroking his skin as you stared deep into his eyes.

“Sweetheart, what you doing? You’re the cute one here!”

He placed his hands over yours, large enough that they completely encased yours, but he didn’t remove your hands, he only pressed them closer to him, leaning forward to rest his forehead against yours, chuckling at the satisfied moan that escaped your lips. When he stepped back, he took his hands away, but you kept yours against him, pushing his cheeks together.

“Hey, come on, don’t make this mug look any worse!”

You giggled, kissing the resulting pout as his face was compressed between your palms. Another one to the tip of his nose. Finally removing your hands from his face, you looped them around his neck and peppered light kisses to his cheeks and forehead, stepping on your tiptoes to reach further in your mission to kiss him all over his sweet face. He accepted them without putting up a fight, delighted to be showered in affection, but a quick glance at the clock between your adorations had him trying to hold you back.

“I’m melting, doll, really. You got me blushing! But come on, we gotta get going.”

A dramatic sigh and an over-exaggerated shoulder slump preceded your pout, staring up at him with large eyes, blinking comically at him.

“You can’t stare at me doe eyed all day!” You kept it up though, hands finding the lapels of his suit jacket, pulling him in closer to you. “Or maybe you can…”

If you were late, you were late. Who was going to chastise Oswald Cobblepot? No one who wanted to be alive at the end of the night. Finding his cheek again, your other hand trailing through the hair at the back of his head, you kissed him, deeper this time. Lips hard against his as you let the passion take over. But he was determined to keep to his appointments.

“Alright, sweetheart. Time’s up. I’ll owe you one though, hm?”

He offered another smile, one sweet and sincere, apologetic. You grabbed his cheeks again.

“So cute, Oswald. So cute.”

#q #penguin x you #finnie writes #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #batman fanfic #the batman 2022 #colin farrell penguin #oswald cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot x you

[jizzlords]

@maimedaffair asked: ♡♡♡ gimmie some more details for smut purposes njsadfknas / ozzie cheat-codes.

!! nsfw / readers discretion. this is so hard to phrase on a public platform. stuff that's more intimate/really revs Ozz's engine typically goes in DMs but ... for the sake of a cheat code lol. strictly speaking as a form of intimacy (and since with Fizz, the trust is 100% there and the hearts are all there): to compel, to ravish.

it's a form of taking initiative, yes. this IS NOT anything like d/ubc/0n but don't want anyone getting it twisted and claiming it as such. i trust since everyone's adults here, it is understood this is truly an intimate desire that Ozz would allow to happen since we know his stance on consent, intimacy, the fun of fulfilling desires, the whole 9 yards. he'll allow it for fun, say he knows them casually — but especially if it's with someone he trusts and is incredibly attracted to. if he wasn't into it, we would definitely know and he'd push his weight to stop it.

ravishing him is a surefire way of getting him from 0-100 if done right. suppose he's tired and not "in the mood", ravishing him the right way will have him changing his mind. especially with feeling desired? with someone he loves/is interested in pursuing? 99% of the time he's down to fuck around even if he's "a little tired".

in this case, Fizz knows Ozzie's limits and vice versa. playing hard to get is part of the fun in being ravished but he'll ultimately end up getting disrespectfully nasty. pinning, touching/"massaging" sensitive areas (tail, between shoulder blades, d!ck, chest, thighs, low back, generally where wings once were — a super super bold move. wouldn't recommend doing that unless they talked about his history + one of those deep conversations of "heart-to-heart". wings are a super disarming spot but with the right one, done right, he could let it go).

it's definitely a bold gesture to make! play your cards right, you can pull it off. with a deadly sin who shows more vibes/fun, it's easy to forget Ozz has limits and will get ugly if done so wrong. so don't do wrong in this one lol don't be stupid bls.

#maimedaffair #── ♡ ❝ incumming message! — inbox. #── ♡ ❝ chain of memories. ( meta ) #its never just a massage. never. #WOO..... these are getting Progressively Disrespectful the higher the heart scores... lord.. #fizz knows ozzie so well and vice versa all writers gotta do is Ask ozzie's an open book there asdfg #and what the partner's comfortable with writing. above all.

[prof-ramses]

Here’s a wholesome Charlie and Mammon idea I’ve had for a while:

Often when Mammon babysat little Charlie, she’d more or less climb all over him like a little monkey or have him carry her around like the little princess she was. This would frequently lead to Mammon have to go about his day with Charlie perched on his shoulder or sleeping on top of his head. None of Mammon’s employees or servants would comment on this for fear of provoking him and the other Sins (and Lilith) would either fawn or jealously fume at the sight.

Going off of the above, I can also imagine a young Charlie laying on a Mammon’s stomach, My Neighbor Totoro-style.

YESSS!!!!!💚💚💚

Mam is a soft lad and a loving uncle. I love the idea of him being Charlie's favorite pillow, so forgive for ranting about it with the following HCs.

The Sins had a rough schedule for when they would babysit and Charlie would get super pouty when Mammon could make it.

I like to think that out of all her aunts and uncles, Mam talked to Charlie the most when she was just starting to talk and one day she called him "Unky" and he damn near sobbed on the spot.

The nickname stuck over the years and made the others, especially Ozz, really butthurt. Example:

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*during a meeting*

Amsodeus: So, Luci, need me to fill in tonight?

Lucifer: Oh, no, that reminds me actually, Mammon, do you think you could look after Charlie tonight, she really wants to see you again.

Mammon: Sure, love t-

Asmodeus: Hold the fucking phone, what do you mean she "wants to see him"? How do you know that? She can barely speak!

Lucifer: She drew this. *Pulls out a drawing with a little red triangle labeled "ME" and a bunch of green triangle labeled "Unky"*

Mammon: Aww... Can I keep it.

Lucifer: No. This is going on the fridge.

*after the meeting*

Asmodeus: Why do you get to be Unky? >:{

Mammon: Cuz I'm her favorite. >8)

Amsodeus: No you're not! (Author's note, yes he is)

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Another idea I had was that when Charlie's a little older her private tutors would give her homework and she'd always work on her math when Mam was looking after her.

Since Mam's the businessman to end all businessmen he sure as shit wasn't gonna let his niece be bad at math. He'd keep her company while she was doing her homework and give her some tips if she got stuck, without just telling her the answer. Usually they would do this routine while he was laying down and holding any books Charlie wasn't currently using as Charlie laid on top of him.

I know this was way more than you asked for but I love the money spider and think about him probably more than is healthy.

#helluva boss #hellaverse #hazbin hotel #hb Mammon #helluva Mammon #hellaverse Mammon #hh Charlie #hazbin Charlie #hellaverse Charlie #hb Asmodeus #helluva Asmodeus #hellaverse Asmodeus #hh Lucifer #hazbin Lucifer #hellaverse Lucifer #hb headcanon #hh headcanon #helluva headcanon #hazbin heacanon #hb headcanons #helluva headcanons #hh headcanons #hazbin headcanons #Ramses Answers #Mammonposting

[charsawdeath]

"Think twice before you speak to my boyfriend like that" - FizzarOzzie (my-dark-lord)

Think twice before you speak to my boyfriend like that" - FizzarOzzie (my-dark-lord)

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Ozzie confronts Blitzo aside and has a lil chat

Fizz isn't aware of anything, he's playing with his babies

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(Imagine if you will, the two reconcile and become friends again slowly, now that you have that in there, BF Ozzie just wants to make sure Blitzo knows where he stands after all the damage he caused his Fizzy-Pop)

Chapter Text

"Thanks for the'a invite, Fizz!" I say as the door is answered.

"We're try'n the whole friends thing again so, why not?" He asks in that rough way he now spoke since the accident, no hint of malice to be heard.

I think privately to myself about living with a Sin and how it must be hard, sure Fizzarolli had robotic limbs but still-

Things would be hard to get to without them surely?

He got them refurbished, taken in for upgrades!

How did he do things then? All up to Ozzie alone? That didn't sound like Fizzarolli!

My question on this matter is answered however as he steps aside and lets me in.

He's holding open a door HIS size I now realize. This one cut out of the bigger one. He's standing on a doormat for an Imp. A larger one beneath it.

Around me I see different size items from couches to chairs to books, to pillows, hell, as I'm being led in further, Fizz shows me where the toilet is. A toilet OUR SIZE!

But my mystified wonder comes to a halt as soon as the Sin himself steps into the living room of the home and stands back a bit, watching his partner leading me along the main part of their house.

"There's my handsome Rooster~" He announces and prances over towards the Embodiment of Lust.

He's absolutely MINUSCULE compared to the Sinner, could easily be crushed in a hand yet-

He's scooped up carefully into those huge fluffy blue arms of his and tenderly clucked at, purred to, and peppered with kisses until the Imp in his arms points me out with a spark in his eyes.

"You remember Blitzo, right Daddy?"

I kinda wished I could fall into a hole right about now as his partner looks in my direction and all six eyes turn cold and hard!

I gulp and smile lightly, hand up to wave hello.

"The babies are done with their bath, Mommy~" He returns instead, turning back to Fizzarolli still in his arms.

'Babies?'

I knew Fizz was intersex but..

He couldn't have actually WANTED kids, right?

"Thanks, Ozzie~" Fizz chitters happily before getting off his partner's large shoulders and calls over his shoulder, "I'll bring them out!" Then hurries to another room, leaving me with King Asmodeus alone in the living room.

I speak up first, trying to sound genuinely happy, "Sooooo, you and Fizz have babies, hu? Congratulations!"

But my tail curls between my legs as I back up, the large Sinner towering over me with a single menacing step forward.

"Think twice before you speak to my boyfriend like that!"

I need not ask what he meant-

All these years apart and it was finally being seen through together after a major change of lifestyles!

I dare never say anything like that again, I really did miss my old best friend!

"You have my word, Ozz-"

"And it's Asmodeus to you, little limp dick Imp!" He hisses before leaning back upwards, towering over me in another way just as Fizz comes back with a pile of fly/dogs following him excitedly.

"You caught us during bathtime~" Fizz explains, smiling as three of the five dogs spin around him, one in his arms and the last coming up to me like he could take me out, barking and growling like crazy.

"That one is Boner~"

I deadpan.

Reaaaaaaaally?

"These three are Bondage, Cuffs, and Lube~"

I can't even!

"And that one's name is, let me guess, Sex, Cum, Thrust, Musk-"

"Queef!"

Queeeeeef?

"A rescue from Pride Ring~"

He holds of the dog/fly and baby talks it, snout to its own, "Ya he's very attached, very sensitive~"

He turns the dog so's I can see him better and I flinch.

It looked like it had been shot in the fucking head!

"Ya, his old owner basically tried to kill him cause he was 'too annoying', well I don't think he is, right Ozzie?"

The dog had half a face! It twitched and shook like a leaf! Its eye was HUGE with fear as it looked my why but softened when Fizz cradled him close and kissed his remaining ear.

"Fizz-Bubble was the first person this little guy ever neared and so we got him then and there~" Asmodeus purrs, leaning down and getting swamped by the rest of the dog/flies.

"You always were good at attracting people who needed someone, Fizz!" I confide and he side eyes me.

I see him smile slightly but gain no thanks or response.

Instead he holds up Queef and says proudly, "Blitzo, these are mine and Ozzie's babies~"

#queef #Valentino's dog #written #my work #ao3 #fizzmodeus #fizzozzie #helluva boss fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus #helluva boss blitzo #hinted blitzo/Fizz #helluva boss #prompt