#ask me more about them

[between-two-fandoms]

Okay, I'm slowly getting obsessed with Eddie and Josh. I feel like they're the ultimate drama/gossip queers; they work at dispatch, Eddie loves telenovelas and Josh watches The Bachelor. If something is happening at the dispatch center, Josh and Eddie know first like a hound after a fox. I'm imagining them standing at the doorway to the break room, matching judgy faces and stances, each holding a coffee and exchanging the latest News.

How do you think their dynamic goes at work? If they're Those Gay Best Friends at work, do u think that changes once they get together? Do people notice, or is it like six months later and the rest of dispatch learns they're together because Eddie's leaving work and gives Josh a lil kiss goodbye? I'd love to hear your thoughts, I'm falling in love with this ship 💞

Okay first things first: WELCOME TO RIAZ. I've seen Jeddie used as their ship name before, but I like Riaz better so I call them Riaz. They've slowly taken over my every waking thought. I'm writing an entire AU for them, but it's taking me longer than I thought. Also, I hope this answers your ask? I kind of started rambling and lost my train of thought three different times in the process of typing this out.

Second thing second: I hc Eddie finds out he's gay at the start of s5, so he's trying to adjust to the whole I-Have-A-Hot-Boyfriend-Who-Kisses-Me-In-Public-Thing on top of discovering his sexuality. He still isn't out yet but he doesn't want to shove Josh back in the closet. Josh wants to see if there's something worth fighting for between them so they compromise. Eddie gives himself one month to come out to people, and Josh decides to stay.

Throughout that first month, there are stolen kisses in secluded hallways and corners at the call center. Make out sessions in janitorial closets that Josh happens to have keys for.

Eddie finds himself upstairs when Josh is in full Floor Manager mode, watching his boyfriend work with the most adoration in his eyes. Hot Floor Manager Boyfriend really gets Eddie going tbh. (Sir you are not subtle Sue Blevins and Linda have eyes). Something something he has a thing about not needing to be the 'man' of their relationship something something. Eddie is mesmerized by how smoothly Josh takes over rough calls or takes control of the floor when he needs to. How he effortlessly commands the mutual respect of his coworkers and does his job with seamless perfection every time. He falls more for him every day and every day it becomes harder to force himself to not pull his very handsome dispatcher boyfriend close for a big, messy, kiss in the middle of the floor chaos. (Really Eddie, even Maddie isn't as blind as you think she be fr you eyefuck your boyfriend whenever he does Hot Dispatcher Stuff).

Josh is lighter and happier. He's taking better care of himself. He feels more centered when Eddie's in the room. (Maddie's not blind bestie she sees you giggling and kicking your feet). When he can see Eddie's okay Josh breathes easier. Josh starts seeking Eddie out first (he explains some of his trauma from the mugging and Eddie is content to wait until Josh feels comfortable with the physical affection stuff). Eddie waits at first for Josh to reach for him, then he starts letting his fingers brush the back of Josh's neck. Josh's fingers brush along Eddie's bicep. Soft and tender touches meant just for them. Once they start they can't keep their hands off each other for long.

It gets more obvious as the month goes on. There's more kissing that happens in places where people could easily find them (May walks around a corner, sees them kissing, and immediately turns on her heel to go back in the direction she came), Eddie becomes more confident in himself, in his first relationship with a man. Josh rests his hand on Eddie's thigh under the break room table, a reassuring weight for him to ground himself.

Eddie seeks Josh out just as much, if not more. He craves the physical affection, he loves that Josh holds him like he's something worth cherishing. He needs to feel that they're both okay. That it's real. That Josh isn't going anywhere. That he wasn't scared off by how damaged Eddie was. That it's okay for Eddie to have things he needs and for it to not be selfish. It's okay for him to want things for himself. He does want this; he wants Josh Russo.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[calicorobin]

beanbag chair psychology

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[pokimoko]

Asexual bird? Please

How about two asexual birds?

[oobbbear]

I want to post this here too because I’ve seen it happen a few times

Please understand that there are cultural differences and language differences, if you see this happening let the person clarify what they meant, that person might just not be familiar with words the western side of the internet use

[ultravioletness]

I’ve been making gay knights (and ladies) collages on my phone at work

(Part two)

[scurvyboy]

grunkle fidds au my favorite fake dating rom com

[mikurinkuwu]

i made a non traditional omegaverse office au does anybody gaf

[egophiliac]

What do you like about the Diasomnia boys if I may ask?

I always love hearing about the different reasons people enjoy characters.

I mean, c'mon. he has split custody over Sebek okay

also, Lilia in particular has maybe the best timeskip character development of all time

[lotus-pear]

two mimir.. 🤲🏼🤲🏼

[choccy-milky]

sometimes you gotta lure your overly-studious ravenclaw gf into spending time with you 🥰 📚 ( from 'Every Teardrop is a Waterfall' by Kat_12739 on ao3, GO READ IT!!! the first story is about seb falling sick and still pushing himself/not admitting he's sick until he ends up in the hospital, the second story is about the birth of seb and clora's daughter and seb's reaction to clora almost dying in childbirth, and the third is about dealing with a fussy newborn lewis😭🥹THEY'RE SO GOOD AND SWEET AND SOMEWHAT SAD (not to mention beautifully written) so go check it out!!💖💖 )

[originalartblog]

Apparently much-needed reminder that reposting artists' art (by saving the images or screenshotting them and reuploading them yourself) on other platforms without the artists' expressed permission and without credit is theft and an insult to their passion and craft. You are profiting (in views, in attention, in feedback) from someone else's work and ideas, who do not get that feedback for sharing their creation.

If you are an art reposter, you are a thief and I have no respect for you.

[slavhew]

look at this idiot not aware that his body is warm and his touch comforting everyone point and laugh

[chloesimaginationthings]

Why is he kinda...

These two asks were right next to each other, and I think that’s beautiful

[pidgydraws]

🐕 dog dads 🐕