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bmodiwrites · 2 years ago

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I Can't Get No Relief

Hi friends! This is my contribution for day 1 of Steddie Week! @steddie-week is hosting this awesome event & I'm stoked to take part. I smooshed together all three of the prompts. There's tons of pining, some hunger, and a lot of Queen's Somebody To Love all mixed in. You can read it below or over on AO3. There are some naughty bits, so minors, don't do the thing. Here's hoping you guys enjoy! Happy Steddie Week, loves <3

Sweat dripping down his neck, Steve contemplates the merits of summer. Despite the stickiness and insufferable heat, Steve loves the season. When he was younger, summer meant swim team with friends and never ending nights doing whatever the hell he wanted. Steve’s memories are vivid and strong of the May, June, July, and Augusts of the past.

As an adult, summer is still something Steve looks forward to. After he graduated, Steve immediately took to work. Without getting into college or having any prospects, a summer job was his only option. Now that he’s survived Vecna again and lived to see the bright, shining sun, Steve is even more grateful for summer and all it promises to bring.

This year, those promises revolve around a group of kids eager and willing to make up for the time spent trying to stay alive. While most others their age were worrying over books and dates, Steve’s flock of kids fought for their lives. Now, everyone is desperate to have something normal in their lives and an amazing summer vacation is exactly that.

Steve’s house, like usual, is the spot that everyone has decided to meet up and congregate. Aside from Steve being there (which is something EVERYONE loves), a pool, hot tub, and screened in porch invite the sort of afternoons and evenings only seen in the movies. From the second the kids are out of school for the year, Steve sees each of them almost every day.

Never mind the fact that both Robin and Eddie are pretty big fans of Steve’s digs, too. The older humans of the bunch are just as enamored with the freedom to lay out in the sun during the day and party at night once all the kids have gone home. Steve’s parents never being around always sat wrong with him but their absence is starting to really pay off. An empty house to invite his real family to is worth that abandoned feeling.

In every way, shape, and form, Steve is abundantly happy that it’s summer.

Except, there is one thing that’s been driving him crazy.

Eddie Munson, who is both a good friend and someone that Steve wishes to be something more, has an infuriating habit of wearing crop tops out in the heat. The shirts are just short enough for the happy trail Steve’s been pining over for ages to play peek-a-boo with the rest of the world. Any time Eddie lifts his arms up, Steve gets the pleasure of seeing that dark hair coating Eddie’s admittedly pale skin. Not to mention his arms in those damn shirts.

Despite never being an athlete or deigning physical activity as a justifiable activity to partake in, Eddie’s arms are lean and cut. Both biceps curve into something that shouts weight lifter, regardless of the truth. Steve knows a lot of that comes from playing guitar manically like Eddie is known to do. Though, genetics probably plays a pretty decent role in the perpetual tease Steve must subject himself to. Whatever’s the cause, Steve is done in and eager for those strong arms to be around him.

It's not just the crop tops, either. Eddie’s mere presence at Steve’s house all the time is driving him absolutely insane. Eddie is always so close, near enough, at least, for Steve to smell the coconut of his sunscreen and taunt him with it. Steve so desperately wants to simply reach out and touch, to bridge the gap being Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington creates between himself and everyone else simply on principle. Especially Eddie. Steve wants Eddie with the sort of throbbing need that’s hard to control.

No matter how much Steve craves and wishes and hopes, resolution is nowhere on the horizon. While they are friends and getting closer the more time they spend together, Eddie still keeps a small sliver of distance between them, almost as if he’s aware of Steve’s craving. Even if it’s subconscious recognition. The very apparent separation makes Steve think that Eddie isn’t interesting in the type of closeness that is in the forefront of Steve’s mind.

Which, after so much time struggling to stay alive and recover from all the trauma, is sort of a bummer. Steve has long accepted his bisexuality – the girls of Hawkins haven’t been enough for him since Nancy broke his heart (honestly, maybe even before that). No one makes his heart thump against his chest the way Eddie does. Not Nancy anymore, or Robin. Steve’s completely focused on curly brown hair and eyes like chocolate. It’s infuriating and embarrassing and the slightest bit of a turn on for his desires to be so obviously ignored.

Still, Steve is man enough to know when his advances aren’t reciprocated. Without friendship, Steve would be nowhere, so he’s plenty happy with their relationship the way it is. At least, happy enough to continue to want to have Eddie in his life whatever way possible.

No matter what, though, Steve wants Eddie. He just does.

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Up until living with Wayne, Eddie hated the summer. The long months with his father right down the hall still haunt him. Locking himself up in his room to avoid the danger of a drunken father sit in the halls of his memories, tainting the freedom most kids experience during that time of the year.

Wayne, despite being bottled up and a little hard around the edges, went out of his way to make Eddie’s time off of school something a bit more enjoyable than the years before. Eddie’s first vacation is in ninth grade when Wayne took him to see the grand canyon. Though the final showing was boring and lacked the impact Wayne was hoping for, Eddie is still happy for the effort.

He’s never been a fan of the heat, either. His skin is the type that gets red and peachy when the sun hits it, but he burns easily, too. It’s hard to exist during the summer months in a leather jacket and jeans. It’s not until Eddie is scarred up and broken that he finds himself not caring about sunburn or visibly sweating too much for others to see. He’s got friends now that accept him exactly how he is. What more can a guy ask for?

The real answer to that question is Steve Harrington’s love and affection. But that’s a long shot by far.

Despite himself, Eddie is head over heels in lust with Hawkins’s resident ladies’ man. He can’t help it – he’s only a man that’s got eyes and a libido that’s never been all that satisfied. Being openly gay in a town that actually hates him isn’t an option. Hell, being gay at all in this day and age isn’t very smart or safe or easy – it’s just not worth it. Eddie, regardless of what people think of him, isn’t stupid. At least, not to the point of getting his ass kicked by the straightest man on the planet.

Instead of dipping his toe in the water and trying to figure out a way to get what he wants, Eddie watches from afar. Since the group is always at Steve’s house, Eddie can’t escape the slowly blossoming obsession he’s got with Steve shirtless and in a swim suit. He’s a gorgeous man and Eddie is weak enough to walk to the far side of the pool just to take in a glimpse of what Steve so deliciously puts on display without being noticed. Sure, it isolates him from the group a little but the view is well worth the small distance he’s creating between himself and friends he calls family.

It's just that Steve is the type of infuriating Eddie loves to hate. He proudly puts his scars on display for everyone to see. And despite their lack of aesthetic, Eddie is drawn to that sort of confidence. Steve doesn’t blink an eye when the kids jump into the pool and water splashes around them – he simply whips his shirt up and off and follows along. He’s not self-conscious or upset about the dirty way the demobats did him in. The puffy redness shows off his strength and Eddie is absolutely a fan.

Too bad Steve Harrington is as straight as an arrow.

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Something needs to change for Steve. He’s going absolutely crazy.

As he fists his cock for the second time that day, Steve’s brain is running haywire. He can’t get any relief, despite the fact that he’s masturbating furiously. While the touch is amazing, each one sending jolts of exquisite pleasure to Steve’s very core, it’s not enough. Nothing is ever enough now that Steve’s entire being is tuned to Eddie and the pavlovian reaction the smallest hint of skin causes within him.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Steve slows down a little in hopes of finding his bearings and finally getting off. If he forces his thoughts to focus on the pleasure, he can get himself up and over the edge. Usually. Instead of picking the pace back up, Steve squeezes his eyes shut and dredges up his favorite masturbatory memory at the moment.

The previous week, Eddie decided he was warm enough to actually shed the crop top and jump into the pool. His hair is tied back in Steve’s fantasy because that long neck is a transcending thing to see and he’s in control here. As Eddie hit the water, the pants on Steve’s hips tightened and the game shifted. Now, he recalls the way the water sleuthed around Eddie’s pale skin, how, when he came gasping back to the top, his chest heaved and hands rose to sweep hair from his face.

Steve gives into the desire to let the version of himself playing out this intense want to jump into the pool, too. He splashes Eddie when his body hits the water, starting a water fight that’s fun and exciting, like being so very young again. It also quickly progresses into the two of them play wrestling in the water, splashes forgotten. Despite the fact that almost everyone was around that day, Steve’s pool is empty now. It’s just the two of them getting closer and closer, practically sharing the same air.

What was the exchange of large splashes and delirious cackles easily transforms into sharp panted breaths and the press of lip against lip. Though he’s never tasted Eddie for real, Steve is certain the lingering sweetness of Mountain Dew is on Eddie’s tongue. Like the starving man he is, Steve drinks in that elixir of the gods, happy to just be given the chance to enjoy such a thing. Without the scene changing, Steve wraps both arms around Eddie’s waist to pull him close. They’re treading water in the pool, working hard to stay together and not lose a single heated touch.

Soon, Steve’s mind shifts to a point in this fantastical connection that has them tied together, cock to cock. Steve’s hand is wrapped around both their lengths, his fingers tight. Their swimsuits are nowhere to be found and Eddie’s naked body is pressed against Steve’s, leaving not even an inch between them. Hidden away in the back corner of the pool, Steve and Eddie writhe and wiggle against each other the best way they can while the water creates waves and shifts around them. It’s okay, though – Steve loves the way fantasy Eddie clings to his shoulders to keep him close.

As precum beads across the tip of Steve’s cock in real life, Steve uses the sticky fluid to make his movements easier. Both in reality and in his fantasy, Steve’s hand moves a little better now that there’s something to ease the friction. For once, the sense of dissatisfaction is washed away by the power of Steve’s imagination. Instead of shying away from the rightness of this feeling, Steve gives into it. He clings tightly to this scenario his brain has allowed to come to fruition.

He’s about to get off pleasurably after many failed attempts to satiate his needs and Steve’s ready for it, consequences be damned.

The one mistake Steve makes is doing so with people still at his house. The kids are waiting to be picked up and Robin and Eddie are waiting for Steve to come back down after his shower so the night can truly start. He’s being risky with this behavior but there’s nothing that Steve can really do about it. His body wants and there’s only so much a person can take. Desperation, at some point, always wins.

Reality doesn’t creep back into Steve’s mind until he’s cumming across his fist and chest, spluttering Eddie’s name time and time again. He’s panting the two syllables like a prayer, practically calling the other boy into the room.

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Frustrated and still consistently feeling the prickle of being on edge because of Steve’s mere presence throughout the day, Eddie is impatiently waiting for Steve to return to the living room. It’s torture to constantly be surrounded by Steve’s stuff, made even worse by the fact that he can’t openly snoop with Robin sitting next to him on the couch. Instead of enduring the madness, Eddie gets up from his seat and makes an excuse to head up the stairs to sniff Steve out. If he’s going to spend hours doing his hair, Eddie wants to know – there are beers he can go and get or a joint he can roll to distract himself from the lingering thought of Steve Harrington, alone and naked in the shower.

He's halfway to his destination when Eddie hears his name being called. For a second, Eddie thinks it’s a fluke but the repetition of his name is truly hard to miss. His skin prickles as the thought of danger starts to trickle in. Eddie is always on high alert now and the desperate tone of Steve’s voice makes his heart race with worry. There’s no thought given to busting through Steve’s door in hopes of providing the assistance Steve so obviously seems to need.

Of course, the rules of the civilized world come crashing back to Eddie a moment too late. Without knocking or even thinking to do so, Eddie bursts through Steve’s door, his chest heaving. It takes a long moment for him to understand what he’s seeing as he enters the room.

Steve, despite the panted way he’s been calling Eddie’s name, is not in any danger. In fact, Eddie notices that he’s enjoying himself a whole lot, thoughts of the Upside Down nowhere to be found. A beautiful cock is out in the air, completely exposed and covered with what Eddie can only assume is Steve’s own cum. It’s delightfully red and still hard, though that quickly changes when Steve notices him standing in the doorway.

Covered in jizz and caught in the act, Steve still looks absolutely perfect.

Eddie is so caught up in the vision before him that it takes Steve shouting his name again to balance the scales. Blinking, Eddie tries to take a step back but the closed door stops him. His eyes are wide and there’s a lingering feeling sitting in the back of his mind. It takes an embarrassingly long time for words to form.

“You were saying my name?” Eddie mutters, his voice questioning. He tries again, hoping for a bit more confidence this time around. “Steve, you were saying my name. While masturbating? Am I missing something?” Eddie asks in one breath, desperately trying to get all the words out before Steve the jock forgets about his big gay fantasy and decides to take a swing. No matter how hot it is that Steve might be thinking about him while he jerks off, Eddie is not prepared for the beating he could possibly take.

Though, Steve surprises him. Instead of launching himself off the bed to punch Eddie in the face, Steve wipes his still cum-covered hand on the sheets, huffing in a large breath. There’s a second of silence and then Steve nods, his face coloring a shade of red Eddie isn’t all that sure has ever existed before.

“Yes. Yeah, Eddie. I was. You’ve been driving me crazy and I can’t take it anymore.” As the words come out of his mouth, Steve gets up from the bed and closes the space between them.

Before Eddie can think or breath or even make a move, Steve is on him. Both hands cup Eddie’s cheeks and they’re kissing like that’s what they’re meant to be doing with each other. And maybe it is because it feels so damn right. Eddie doesn’t question his good fortune, not when he’s finally getting the one thing he’s wanted since Steve Harrington walked into his life.

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Aside from feeling mortified that Eddie is the person that walks into his room, Steve is slightly excited by the prospect, too. Now that the cat is out of the bag, there are only a few ways things can go. When Eddie doesn’t turn tail and run out of the room, Steve takes a chance. He admits his feelings and makes a move that can’t be ignored.

Eddie, thankfully, leans into the touch when Steve grabs his cheeks to pull him close. Without any sign of hesitation or fear, Steve leans in and finally gets what he’s been pining over for ages. Like he figured, Eddie’s lips are sweet and plump, so very easy to kiss and tasty to boot. Not only do they fit together seamlessly but Eddie is an amazing kisser. They move together in a sort of dance that shouldn’t be possible between two people who have never done this before.

Steve is more than happy to note the small noises that Eddie makes when the kiss deepens. His passive hands by his sides suddenly reach up to grab onto Steve’s hips. The move brings them closer and all bets are off. Steve can’t control himself now that the floodgates are open and Eddie is asking for it back.

Little by little, Steve walks Eddie back until he’s against the door. The force of impact draws their lips away from each other, though only long enough for Eddie to smirk and Steve to gasp in a couple of needed breaths. Then, they’re back on each other, practically devouring lips and whatever skin either boy can reach. It’s delicate in the sense that Steve’s entire world is hanging in the balance of Eddie’s body pressed against him. If this doesn’t work the way Steve’s been picturing it, he’s not all that sure what he’s going to do.

Except, it does work. It becomes such a beautiful thing that Steve is dumbfounded by the way he feels as Eddie’s hands wander and their lips explore each other even further. His mind is a billion miles away because everything physical is in overdrive. Despite just cumming all over himself, Steve is hard and needy all over again.

Forgetting his previous nakedness, Steve is surprised to feel a firm hand around his cock. He has to break the kiss to look down and watch but the sight is well worth it. Eddie’s fingers are wrapped around him tightly, the rhythm of their movement already starting to drive him absolutely mad. Knowing all the pent up want from before is going to bite him in the ass and make things happen much quicker than he wants, Steve impatiently pushes at Eddie’s swim shorts until he’s naked from the waist down, too.

Then, his own hand joins the party. Their fingers, almost like magnets, lace together around both of their lengths. Steve can’t help the gasp that brings forth – not only has he been dreaming about this very thing, but he’s also excited to realize that their fingers fit together, too. The perfection he’s been pining after is exactly that. Whatever happened in his life before, Steve lets go. He gives it all up to focus on the here and now where Eddie is jacking him off with the type of intensity and passion Steve’s only ever dreamed off. He’s exactly where he wants to be and nothing from his past life is going to change that.

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Eddie is in a fugue state. He’s got to be because Steve Harrington’s hand is around his cock, giving him the best hand job Eddie has ever gotten.

It takes several minutes of breathing into each other’s mouths and squeezing Steve’s fingers to come to terms with the fact that this, the craziness of Steve actually wanting him enough to touch and kiss him, is actually happening. When that reality settles in, Eddie gives his all to it. He doubles down on the task at hand, putting forth all his skill and focus to bring them both to the cusp of that glorious oblivion. He doesn’t think about what happens after or how things might change. There’s no use worrying when his balls are drawing up and an orgasm is on the horizon.

Since he’s not all that sure about what’s going to become of this, Eddie does his best to remember everything. He categorizes the feel of Steve’s hand around him and the tangle of their fingers. His mind tries to record the sounds Steve makes as a drop of precum blurts from the tip of his dick. It’s almost too big of a task with so little brain power but Eddie is absolutely up for it. In fact, he’s been desperate for an opportunity to cling to these tiny details he’s never allowed himself to take in before. It’s ludicrous, really. Everything about the situation is so far from what Eddie thinks he truly deserves.

Yet, Steve makes him feel like a million bucks as the pace of their strokes starts to increase. His body is strung tight, Eddie feeling like he’s walking the trapeze trying his very best to hold on and not fall down from that great height. The nervousness of being less than adequate falls by the wayside – Steve Harrington is huffing breath into his mouth, he’s kissing Eddie’s lips. That, in and of itself, must mean something.

Eddie learns quickly that the whole thing means a lot more than he’s willing to admit. When they cum, Steve says his name again, panting it against Eddie’s mouth like a pray. He clings to Eddie, as if letting him go is the worst possibility there’s ever been. In his very core, Eddie feels the rightness of cumming over Steve’s belly and being so very near to him all at once. He too says Steve’s name like it’s God’s holy word, like it’s the last thing he’ll ever utter.

It’s a benediction.

It's glorious in so many ways.

There’s a moment where Eddie is nervous about what’s to come but that’s happily broken up by the banging sound of a fist against the closed door. Eddie shudders when he hears Robin’s voice. So soon after orgasm, Eddie almost can’t stand to have her near.

Based on her tone, Robin obviously feels the same.

“Since you two are busy loudly fucking each other’s brains out, I think I’m going to head out for the night. I’ll need an abundance of booze tomorrow to drown out the sound of you two getting each other off. Thanks for the mems, friends. You guys are the best.”

Snorting, because there’s nothing else Eddie can do, he leans into Steve and tries not to laugh outright. Robin is already scarred by their performance, laughing at her probably isn’t the best course of action. Though, Steve doesn’t seem to feel the same. He’s chuckling to the point where his chest heaves. The whole thing is so much that Eddie doesn’t try to fight it anymore – their laughter is the soundtrack Robin listens to as she climbs back down the stairs and gets into Nancy’s car.

Eddie is more than certain they’ll never live this down but that doesn’t matter when Steve’s so near. Especially when Steve doesn’t try to pull away or put any sort of space between them. In fact, Steve yanks Eddie to him, mixing their shared pleasure even further. There are kisses and a few more panted breaths. There is closeness and satisfaction.

Then, Steve says words Eddie will never forget.

“Ready for round two?”

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#steddie #stranger things #steve harrington x eddie munson #eddie munson x steve harrington #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie smut #steddie week #bobbie writes #i can't get no relief

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bug-decal-kissing · 1 year ago

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Hey friends!

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I love this series so much, they get to be SOFT and MARRIED <3. I'm glad Orbo is at least a little bit nice, letting them go to Fionnaworld. Also, very in-character of Prismo having no actual plan when they got there. Empty-headed king/j. I always like it when they get to see Fionna and Cake again, it's funny when they realise what's going on between Scarab and Prismo fvgbh They are so silly and it's so nice :].

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Cosmic Owl once more has to sit and watch these two do whatever the heck they're doing/pos. Scarab may be acting like a little baby who wants to sit in his room and brood for the rest of eternity, but at least Prismo is being nice about it wbhdencrf They finally get a chance to be soft and it's so good :,]. I'm now extra scared about the upcoming chapters/lh.

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abiiors · 1 year ago

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tv show recs:

something 2015ish (means 22 episodes, 40ish min log) -> limitless tv show (continuation of the movie), kind of white, mc is manic pixie dreamboy but he wears the coolest sweaters, fun times. i would take that drug.

if you are good with horror and have not watched mike flanagan's stuff id rec it. if you are not good w horror i would still rec haunting of hill house because it is heartwrenchingly beautiful. but ya it has scary points.

i watched mrs davis recently and the tv show is bonkers, but episode 9 pays off bcs the reveal is great. perfect if you are like a person who has worked with code and programming. also there is jesus there and he lowkey hot.

fisk on netflix (australian and funny af)

succession (my top 3 ever) if you havent seen it - billionaires are horrible people but the dialogue slaps. no but fr this show is so high in quality

love death robots

mindhunter (fincher is cool, interesting topic, leaves you wanting more imo)... also about serial killing and all so if u dont like that oops

DIRK GENTLY HOLLISTIC DETECTIVE AGENCY (forget everything else, give this a shot, but like just... it's a tumblr insane show)

anne with an e - perfect for fall vibes! also anne would have had a tumblr

if you like animated stuff i enjoyed final space so much, it's a cute lil animated series

also archer, which is less cute and more satirical

the boys and gen v on prime are fun (if violent and gory)

the white lotus - again horrible rich people, some karma

or go with an old classic: buffy the vampire slayer (though that has a lot of seasons)

omg omg so many suggestions, thank you!!! i obviously must answer them point by point haha

i did not know there was a limitless tv show haha. would also 100% take that pill PLSSSS i would be unstoppable

i asked for tv shows because i just spend weeks binging all the mike flannagan shows haha. i really likes hill house but i don't think anything is going to top midnight mass for me (which was my first flannagan that i watched last year!)

oh i'd never heard of mrs davis but it sounds cool!

same with fisk

i have seen literally everyone and their mother talk about succession and how good it is but i'm just a bit scared that it would end up being overhyped haha. regardless, it's on my list so thanks for reminding me of that

love death robots <333 i love that show!!

same for mindhunter!!! i will not forgive david fincher for abandoning it like how dare he (me when i abandon fics)

oh oh, a while ago i worked on a book based on dirk gently an the author hyped it so much that i ended up watching it haha

anne with an e <33

not super into animated stuff unfortunately!!

and i have never heard of the rest of them except the white lotus

LOVEDDDD white lotus, can't wait for s3. justice for jennifer coolidge

#tv #✉

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exvelovly · 7 months ago

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for the character ask game:

councillor bronte!

fintan!

marella!

aw freak yeah

bronte

-sexuality ummmm ace. lowkey. and maybe this is just me being unable to imagine him having sexy thoughts…. but not aro he gets crushes like a schoolgirl (but not often)

-gender he’s in denial don’t ask me anything

-ships ough i keep thinking abt those drawings with fintan by crescentpaws pls stoppppp it chronic fintanposter

-brotps secret dad society with grady and edaline also he’s beefing with actual teenagers he is so funny

-notp councilor alina whenever i think of bronte and shipping the only no i can think of on the spot is with her and maybe that’s a me thing idk

-hc: i want him to have like 7 cats or something which isnt a head canon but its a need

-general opinion i don’t think about him very often and he pissed me off at first but i’ve warmed up to him

fintan

-i think he’s a flaming homo pun intended but like closeted (either voluntarily or forced)

-bro i think he just goes with the vibes i can’t imagine him caring abt gender shit when he has pyrokinesjs and manic flower tangents to worry abt

-ships do not ask me abt ships with this freak therapy first u cannot fix him (but i can trust) i think he’s the type to have lowkey one sided obsessions with certain unnamed councilors and chooses to bother them whenever possible. there will inevitable be sexual tension

-brotps his future therapist

-notps for him are just anyone who wants to stay relatively sane idk (jk)

-hc: listen i’m very conflicted bc there are two ways u can go with fintan and they’re opposite directions. ex: the ass debacle, the long vs short hair, etc. i think he’s greasy personally but crescentpaws’ art is fr converting me i have to stay strong… im convinced he’s chaotic neutral and just does what he wants for the fuck of it.

-general opinion he is fan service for gay people bc they knew we’d be into whatever is going on with him

marella

-sexuality girlkisser

-gender cis girl tbhh but also i don’t think she cares that much. like she’d go guy mode to get some gossip and doesn’t mind being misgendered at all. probably comfy being perceived as both but she’s fine w how she is so she doesn’t think too hard abt it (might be projecting a tiny bit)

-ships marellinh awooga but she’s good with sophie and biana too

-brotps marella and keefe combo ahhhh, but i also love her with sophie and dex and biana idk pretty much everyone

-notps i don’t think too much abt notps just bc it doesn’t come up ummm maybe her and keefe just bc them being platonic shittalkers is so important to meee

-hc: probably smokes/vapes sorryyy it just fits when i think of people i’ve met with her personality like she’s so teenage girl. anyway fav vaper lmaoao potentially switched to smoking weed, i don’t think she’d do any other drugs tho she’s just a girl. i have lots of thoughts abt her can u tell. also she’s probably smoked with linh at some point to help her chill with her water idk i think elementals would be more tempted to smoke and stuff just bc of how their powers work.

-general opinion love her omg she is soososoo

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lmelodie · 1 year ago

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TSCS Season 2 Episode 4

AHHHH okay I know I'm a day late and its thanksgiving and everyone else has already said probably the same things about this episode but i just speed ran the watch through and i also gotta scream about this in a manic FRENZY.

First and more important, the legendary council has just been SLAUGHTERED by the Claus family so far.

Fucking love that Sandy is here! Love this guy, love that he just wanders into places without a care in the world, go off king. LOVE that he's gotten into energy drinks (he's so me coded fr fr).

But keeping MORE secrets from the council? Pulling off an easter switcharoo heists to no one notices anything? Using Sandys dream sand AGAINST HIM???

Now tell me these things aren't just so Jack coded, right? And not worrying about fucking ruining easter because it's not his holiday??? TELL ME these are not things that Jack is capable of doing! Tell me how Scott is somehow being a WORSE council member than Jack right now??? He is the antagonist of this series and he's somehow gotten more and more unlikable, which I thought was impossible. AND YET HERE WE ARE!

Also, easter is such a weird angle to play with for this subplot. Like (and I'm being real biased), we could've gotten a better look at Jacks lore since he's more closely tied to the holiday. Or even more Sandman because of Santa's work during the night. Idk, I just don't understand why Easter out of all the facets we could've played with here.

Speaking of Easter, Carol...UGH CAROL! I appreciate the sentiment and the message you're trying to send to your daughter (and the message the writers are trying to clumsily shoehorn in), but THATS LITERALLY EB'S HOME!! HIS HOME!! YOU BROKE IN STARTED BUSTIN SHIT UP AND YOU THINK YOUR THE GOOD GUYS????

Im so tired...

And of course, they drop in the lore about the amulet right at the very last possible second, so I don't even care about that shit.

But for whatever reason, Mad Santa is somehow being a much better Santa than Scott! He's putting on a show and giving gifts and being fucking cool, and you're telling me he's the enemy? So, what if he was a tyrant at some point, he seems chill now! And his magic is fucking cool as shit.

(Obligatory bitterness about everyone being able to use winter/ice magic/spells so liberally. Just throwing that around for funsies. I just miss my frosty little guy okay. I miss him terribly.)

Also, as a personal aside, Sandman can get nightmares? Nightmares...? 👀👀👀Very very interesting...Being sandman isn't all fun and sheep and dreams is it...? I bet it's not. Not with a certain someone on the loose with access to nightmare magic. Definitely won't be using this for future reference no sir.

I don't have any closing thoughts other than this episode has melted my brain in the worse way possible.

#nonart #review2 #the santa clauses #tscs spoilers #the santa clause #long sigh #disappointed but not surprised #okay im gonna go read everyone else's thoughts and stew in this for a bit #Killian is on a rampage in my head btw #he's got pointless beef with sandy now

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nikolaiar · 10 months ago

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I don’t know how old this au is, but in the young bro au one of the art pieces was about bro vandalizing Jake’s office and something about getting fired? Also what is called all about, spyware or just a creepy puppet? And how did bro go from releasing Jane to a vigilante??

Sorry for all the questions, I just think this is really cool

SORRY I DID NOT SEE THIS, LIFE HAS BEEN NUTS.

But thanks for asking! Honestly, some ideas are just one off things but I’ll answer what I can lol

So, for the ‘Bro trashing Jake’s office’ thing; I imagined that Jake would realize he shouldn’t be putting Dirk to work (he’s like 19 he should be at the cluuuuub) and Dirk overhears this.

At this point in the story tensions have been rising and Dirk is on edge and due to the manipulation of Caliborn (using Cal) he believes Jake wants to get rid of him. Jakes decision solidified that idea even if it’s not true.

So, Dirk trashed his office and called him a liar.

Now, the Cal thing.

I’ve always headcanoned Dirk/Bro as being schizophrenic or having Schizophrenic tendencies (he’s so me fr) and I imagine Cal could would ‘talk’ to him. Yaknow, hallucinations and stuff.

Dirk is aware Cal actually can’t speak, but even still it can be very…reality warping. (I personally relate to this, as I question reality a lot even about things I know are true, if that makes sense.)

Anyways, I imagine Caliborn would use this weakness to exploit Dirk (he wants Dirk at his company cause 1. He hates Jake, 2. Dirk is like a mega genius) into cutting ties with Jake.

It makes it so much more insidious that way, as Dirk gets more manic and he genuinely stops being able to tell what real or not.

Though, Damara ends up showing Dirk the like, spy thing (it’s like a recorder but also speaker idk) by cutting up Cal and Dirk full on loses it, he’s tired of people manipulating him.

Now about the Jane thing…I haven’t really finished that part 😭

It’s still really iffy and I’m not in love with what I’ve written so…yeah

#purplefuzzball07 answered #answered ask #youngbroau

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if i was a motivated writer id write a longass fic fleshing out the norway n iceland dna test strip / episode.. ive got so many thoughts

when hima wrote it im 100% sure he was literally just doing a bit about the history of icelands settlement but. the IMPLICATIONS of a DNA TEST. WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THW IMPLICATIONS

first of all THEY HAVE INDIVIDUAL DNA? SECOND OF ALL NATIONS CAN BE GENETICALLY RELATED TO ONE ANOTHER ?????????????????? THIRD OF ALL WHO IS TESTJNG THE GENETICS OF THESE HUMAN ADJACENT THINGS ???.???? AND WHY,??????? DO THEY KNOW WHAT THEYRE DOING?CAN THEY TELL A DIFFERENCE IDN THE RESULTS???!

now u can say no no andy. its a metaphor. no ones actually related in hetalia,theyre dirt boys from the ground. theyre talking about dna testing distantly related populations... um!!!. my city now & i think taking this at face value is FASCINATING LORE !!!!!!!!! lore that ive written excessively about in my notes app. i know nothing about how dna testing works but im one manic day away from doing hours of research on it just for this theoretical fanfic story idea. that has little chance of bein written. just fr my own peace of mind satisfaction

how do their genetics work. theyre clearly Human Enough but where did their dna Come From are they skinwalking some long dead child? or does their dna change over time like through contact osmosis? can their found family dynamics BECOME genetic family through prolonged contact ?????????????????? what did they start as and how much can they change over time? maybe to the point theyre unrecognizable?????? or are they the same? inside or outside or both,?????? would contact related genetic changes be subtle or even invisible, only detectable through dna testing? aka internal????????

now for norway and icelands case. i find it so interesting that iceland was CERTAIN he wasnt related to norway, only to be proven wrong by a test. they were BETTING on it and iceland lost a silly low stakes bet about it. i love them all. but yeah hey. the nordics all had opinions about how genetics work for their kind prior to getting the results. but they didnt KNOW how it worked. or at least couldn't remember early settlement history from memory,, whichd be a whole other thing but

so its certainly not well understood. dna testing at the time was a new science. so in the strip, its reasonable to say that nations genetics are being actively tested to understand them better, since how they work eludes not only humans, but the nations themselves. what a fascinating line of study. i wonder how many other nations were getting genetic testing done. is iceland particularly interested in understanding how they work? is he involved in this field personally? was he an early test subject, or is he late to the dna testing game for nations research? did he volunteer for this? how did he end up getting that test? was it just him trying to prove nor wrong, only to get backfired on? whats the deal wtih all of this...................i do love that i can project anything i want onto this insane early offhand loredrop. i have opinions for how i want these questions answered. but . man i really wanna research how thia stuff works so i can be annoyign in an accurate way

#p #im barely wakwe rn sorry for the . gestures at all that

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skylarkking · 10 months ago

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To Heal a Mockingbird

A TFA Ratchet x Mech! Reader

Word cout: 1.1k

Chapter 5: Wounds of the Present

Meanwhile, with the Decepticons-

"Lord Megatron, I have a report that you... may not like." One of the footsoldiers said as he cautiously approached the warlord.

"What is it now?" Megatron snarled in annoyance.

"It's Y/D." Megatron stiffened a little and turned around to face the footsoldier with a cold glare.

"And what of him?"

"He... sir, the Autobots have him, and our inside sources say he's planning on siding with them. If they get his genetic coding, they could create their own fliers."

"And put at a strategic disadvantage." Megatron said thoughtfully. A smirk crossed his face as the gears in his processor turned and clicked into place. A smirk of a warlord who was about to change the course of history. "I believe we should inform his new friends of who exactly he is. Maybe then they will think twice about allowing him to join their ranks."

-with Pharma-

"Stupid Decepticon." Pharma muttered to himself as he took a seat at his workstation. "Thinks he can walk around here like he's one of us, absolute scrap metal! Why I outta- huh?"

Pharma's mutterings were cut off when the screen of his workstation fizzled unto static and suddenly displayed a message. A message that would lead to my downfall.

"You are being decieved." Pharma read as the words scrawled across the screen. "Do not trust the one called Y/D. Do not let him leave. Do not let him know mercy. He deserves none."

Pharma then received files and files of data, all of them containing detailed reports, video feeds, and holopics of myself. Or rather, the darker and more deadly version.

"By the Allspark." Pharma whispered as he poured through the data. "This.... no..." He quickly got up and rushed over to the Magnus's office where he burst in on a meeting between the Magnus, Wheeljack, Ratchet, and Perceptor.

"Pharma, what is the meaning of this?" Ultra Magnus asked.

"Sir, you have to see this." Pharma said with an almost manic expression on his face.

"What's got your circuits all fired up?" Ratchet asked.

"I was right about Y/D. Haha! I was right! He CAN'T be trusted! And I have evidence!" Pharma excitedly waved for the group to follow him to his work station, and he pointed to the files upon files of data.

"What in the name of the Allspark is this?" Ratchet asked with disbelief.

"Y/D is not who he says he is!" Pharma exclaimed. "Look!" He then pulled up a decepticon new recruit form that showed myself with a far more sinister expression on my face and a fairly different frame. But it was still me.

A me no one should ever see again.

"Y/D is actually the Decepticon Gladiator called Carnifex." Pharma said. "Ruthless, cunning, mad as they come. He's slaughtered thousands of Autobots without mercy or forgiveness! A bot with insane capabilities and skill." Pharma looked over to the Magnus, and his expression grew grim. "He was the one who killed the previous Magnus in cold blood, all without leaving a trace. He's wanted by every corner of Cybertron for an exorbitant number of crimes ranging from extortion, torture, dismemberment, murder, and even loitering."

"That's impossible!" Ratchet huffed. "Carnifex was killed in an explosion almost 200 stellar cycles ago!"

"That's where you are wrong." Pharma said as he pulled up a medical report. "His body was destroyed, but his spark survived. They reframed him, making him the Y/D that exists now."

"Let me see that." Ratchet huffed as he half shoved half guided Pharma to move to the side so he could read the report. "It also says here that he has no memory of being Carnifex aside from a few scattered memories."

"Why's that?" Wheeljack asked.

"According to this report, his brain module was almost entirely destroyed along with most of his memories. He's almost an entirely different bot because of it."

"So?!" Pharma barked. "He needs to be contained! Arrested! Locked up and then deactivated! Something! We CAN'T have him wandering freely like this!"

"Pharma is right." Ultra Magnus said. "The risk is far too great for him to remain free."

"Sir!" Ratchet protested as he tried to stop the Magnus and the others from leaving. "You can't do this!"

"Stand down, Ratchet." Ultra Magnus ordered. "That's an order."

"But sir!"

"Stand. Down."

"...yes sir." Ratchet reluctantly stood aside and allowed his commanding officer and the others to pass, their weapons drawing as they rushed to where I was last seen.

"Y/D!" I heard the Magnus bark from behind where I sat, my helm turning to him and the others with a blank and tired stare.

"What is it now?" I grumbled in annoyance, completely waving off the fact that they had their weapons drawn on me.

"You are under arrest." Pharma said.

"For what?" I growled. "For looking at you funny Pharma?"

"For being as much of a threat to Cybertron as Megatron." He growled.

"We went over this." I huffed.

"Is that so Y/D?" Pharma taunted. "Or is it actually Carnifex?"

I stiffened at the painfully familiar name, although I did not know why.

"How... how do you know that name?" I asked coldly.

"It's yours, isn't it? Only you can't remember because you were blown to bits after you killed P.C. Magnus!" Pharma snapped.

"I.... what?" I questioned in confusion. "No, no, you're mistaken. I never met P.C. I'm just a footsoldier!"

"No, you aren't. You're a murderer and a war crimimal!" Pharma leaped at me and managed to pin my frame down, my legs and arms squirming and kicking in an effort to break away.

"Let me go!" I begged loudly as my wrists were cuffed behind my back.

"It's off to the Stockades with you Decepti-scum." Pharma snarled. He then waved for two other Elite Guard to grab ahold of me and hoist me up onto my pedes, my optics gliding over to the familiar red and white paint job I had grown attached to.

"Ratchet, please!" I begged the medic. "I don't know what they are talking about! You have to believe me!"

But all he could do was look away.

"Ratchet? RATCHET PLEASE!" I cried out as I was dragged away. "Please! You have to believe me! No! No!"

"I'm sorry, kid." Ratchet said quietly to himself. "I... I'm so sorry."

"That's one less Decepticon to worry about." Pharma scoffed.

"What's going to happen to him?" Ratchet asked the Magnus.

"He will be held in a high security facility until we can assess his true danger potential." Ultra Magnus said. "And if he is deemed not a threat, he will be released. In the meantime, I want that information on him to be looked through thoroughly."

"Where did you get it anyway?" Ratchet asked Pharma with suspicion.

"Doesn't matter. Hope that scum stays locked up until he rusts."

This would be only that, a hope. Because fate had something else in store for me. Something that could mean the end of my life. Permanently.

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#transformers #art #drawing #transformers animated #tfa #tfa fanfic #tf fanfic #transformers fanfiction #fanfic #male reader #x reader #reader insert #tfa ratchet

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trippin-over-my-fandoms · 2 years ago

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* slams my paws down on the counter * TELL ME ABOUT YOUR ETHAN AND MIA HEADCANONS! I wanna know so bad about literally anything you got going on in that brain of yours with them!

THEYRE EVERYTHING TO MEEEE

I love them literally so much you got it fr

Aight so to start off with Mia wasn’t part of the connections or even looking to get into that specific kind of work when she first met Ethan. They were just two kids in college barely out of high school. They had the same friend group and everything, as average as average could get.

After college Mia ends up being scouted for their little group- probably something along the lines of how a MLM/pyramid scheme works where someone sought her out and twisted what their company was about so she’d join. Most likely making it seem like they were doing good so when she found out what they were truly doing it didn’t matter anymore to her.

The whole “trading company” thing is from them too. They’ve got an entire cover that all of documents and insurance is under and all that fancy stuff so Ethan never suspects it and they get married with Ethan being none the wiser.

Not that she wants to lie to him but she believes it’s for the greater good anyway. She can keep it a secret. She’s always been good at that.

And Ethan? Well, he knows something is off just doesn’t know what and doesn’t want to question it for fear of losing her. He’s so in love with her that he doesn’t really care. She isn’t cheating on him which is enough for him.

So when she dies he can’t help but think it’s his fault in a way. He blames himself. If he had just been closer to her and made her open up or confronted her about whatever it was she was hiding then maybe she wouldn’t have accepted the job abroad and maybe she wouldn’t have died trying to get home.

His life is damn near over when Mia is gone. Ethan is so heartbroken he loses his job because he doesn’t go in to work, staying at home and falling into a deep dark depression soon after losing her- she was his entire world.

He only stays like that for a few months at most. He’s got a friend in California who’s job is hiring and convinces Ethan to move out there. Other friends of his reminded him that Mia wouldn’t have wanted that sadness for him, that she’d want him to be happy- she loved him so much it would break her heart to see him in so much pain. It doesn’t really help much at the time but he does leave Texas and moves out to california.

He never stops looking for her though. Once Ethan gets settled in at his new place and new job- he keeps an eye on missing persons articles and anything that could be Mia. Her body was never recovered so surely she’s still out there somewhere. He spends a lot of time obsessing over it, he’s incredibly stubborn.

He’s just about given up on it when he gets her Email.

Mia on the flip side spends those three years at the Bakers fighting for her damned sanity. It’s the memory of Ethan and her love for him that will often bring her back to reality when Eveline has gotten her claws in her.

She spends ages avoiding the Bakers and learning the estate like the back of her hand just trying to get out, to get back to Ethan.

And that persistent thought of him is what draws Evie to Ethan in the first place. She wants Mia to be her mommy so badly and for Mia to be happy with her but she knows Mia won’t be happy until she has Ethan back.

After Dulvey they’re horribly dysfunctional.

Mia is damned near manic and she’s incredibly paranoid.

Ethan doesn’t feel the same and he chalks it up to trauma often (and I also headcanon Ethan as autistic which he doesn’t know he is- he’s known he’s different since he was a kid but it seems to come and go. And with the presence of the mutamycete in his system he’s all over the place poor guy). He still can’t fathom how all of what happened… happened. He tries so hard not to look at all his scars because it makes it even harder to grasp.

They’re both snippy and get into fights, enough they’ve had the cops called on them. But they can’t bear to be apart, it only makes it worse. It’s this awful flip of going from being the perfect couple to no longer working. And it’s hard for them with how much they had loved each other before hand to just all of a sudden not work out?

The only reason they even stay together as long as they do is because they still love each other but what happened, Mia’s lies, the horrors that are so very real in the world, it all makes it hard.

It’s only when Mia ends up pregnant that things are kinda put into perspective for them. That’s when they move out to Romania. They want to get as far way as possible. Running away had worked for Ethan so maybe it could work for them too. They could have a life far away from all the bad and terror that they’ve faced. Rose was like a new leaf for them.

They’re new identities were in being parents. They threw all of themselves into it. Whereas before they found themselves in each other they now found it in their daughter.

And they still didn’t communicate well which is why when Mia started acting strange those few days before the village incident Ethan didn’t say a damn thing. He gives her space, maybe too much, maybe he should have asked more questions.

Also one of my top songs for them- especially for the beginning of 7 is Wait for Me from HadesTown. Like that’s so them. And then for the part between 7 and 8 I like to listen to My Fault by Imagine Dragons n sob thinking about their dysfunction. And we can’t forget Run to You by CJ Starnes.

Ty Mish <3 I love rambling about these two.

#resident evil #re8 #re7 #Ethan winters #Mia winters #ask request

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I have been thinking about Buddy and getting emotional, so I decided to write more of the aftermath of Cordelia in Dreams Come To Life.

Warning: This first part does involve a guilt-induced dream sequence that involves some violence and a lot of guilt-tripping. And the second part does involve some suicidal ideation.

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She's in the band room in the studio. It's dark. Ink drips down from the ceiling to pool on the floor. Sammy is there, standing in front of her. Parts of him are ink and parts of him are human. Enough is human that she can see his face.

His eyes are wide in manic glee as he smiles at her, his teeth and gums blackened. Tears of ink drip down his face, leaving black trails on his cheeks. His hair is matted and messy, and so stained with ink it looks black. Most of it is still in its usual ponytail, but the style is disheveled and half undone, with whole chunks hanging loose in inky clumps.

He barely looks like himself.

She wants to look away, but she can't. She can't stand seeing him like this, but she can't tear her gaze away.

"What's wrong?" He asks, spreading his arms wide. "Don't you like it?"

She can see Buddy tied to a chair just behind him. He looks terrified, his eyes wide and darting frantically around the room. He struggles against the ropes binding him, his mouth working behind the gag to try and get it off. She knows she needs to get to him. But again, she can't make herself move.

"I'm sorry," she says.

"Sorry for what?" Sammy tilts his head to the side, still smiling. "Sorry for not being able to save me?"

"Or are you sorry you couldn't save him?" Joey suddenly appears from the darkness, placing his hands on Buddy's shoulders. Buddy redoubles his struggle against the ropes binding him, desperately trying to move away from Joey. Joey seems to hold him in place, though.

"Help me, Miss Bell!" Buddy pleads, having finally managed to work the gag off.

"Don't hurt him!" She begs. She still can't force herself to move, no matter how hard she tries to will herself forward.

"Oh, Cordelia," Joey coos. "You know it's too late for that."

"You couldn't save either of us," Sammy says, shifting and swaying where he stands. "Did you even really try?"

"I did! I did try!" She insists.

"Did you really?" Sammy's smile widens.

"You could have taken him and run." Joey strokes the side of Buddy's face. "Caught Sammy off guard with a sneak attack. But you were so caught up in trying to get through to him."

"I would never have gotten splashed with the ink in the first place if you'd only been there, you know," Sammy adds. "And then none of this would have happened."

"But now it's too late," Joey says. "And they're both gone." He withdraws a knife from his pocket, pressing it to Buddy's throat. His smile is wider than it should have been. It looks like Bendy's. There are too many teeth. Buddy is crying.

"You don't even know what happened to us." Sammy moves closer to her. "You left us. You left all of us."

"I didn't want to," she tries to insist.

"But you did." Sammy's smile still hasn't dropped. "You left us behind."

"You left them to die," Joey says. He draws the knife across Buddy's throat, leaving a long gash in the flesh. But it's not blood that begins to flow forth. It's ink.

Buddy gasps and chokes as ink gushes forth from him. It's leaking from his mouth and eyes as well. It's all ink. There's so much ink. Why is there so much ink?

She stumbles back.

Joey and Sammy begin to advance on her. Joey has a flask of ink in his hand now. She recognizes that flask.

She's in the Ink Machine Room now, the machine looming behind Joey and Sammy. There's the table where Norman...

She stumbles back but trips, falling back onto the ground.

“Come now, my dear.” Joey smiles, looming over her with that flask of ink. “Won’t you be a good girl for me?”

She tries to move away, but hands burst from the ink puddles around her to hold her down. She can feel Sammy's arms grab her from behind as well.

"We'll be together again," he whispers in her ear, stroking an inky thumb over her cheek.

"It should have been you," Buddy says, appearing behind Joey. Ink still leaks from his eyes, his mouth, and the gash in his neck. "You should have died, not me."

"I'm sorry!" She struggles against Sammy and the ink hands as Joey leans in, uncorking the flask.

The ink is rising up around her and she soon finds herself covered. The ink is in her throat, her nose.

She can't breathe.

SHE CAN'T BREATHE!

Cordelia sat upright in bed with a scream, gasping for breath and clawing at her cheeks to remove the ink she still felt there.

The sound of footsteps approached rapidly in the hallway before the door was wrenched open by a very worried-looking Roy.

"What's wrong?" He asked, looking frantically around. "I heard you scream."

Cordelia didn't answer, continuing to take in rapid breaths. Tears were welling up in her eyes.

"...Dee?" Roy's expression grew even more concerned as he entered the room and sat down on the edge of Cordelia's bed. She flinched for a moment when he put his hand on her shoulder, but quickly turned to press herself against his chest as she began to sob.

"Nightmare?" Roy asked, wrapping his arms around her to draw her close.

Cordelia nodded.

Roy didn't ask what the nightmare had been about. He didn't need to. There was only one thing Cordelia ever seemed to have nightmares about anymore.

The studio.

The only question was what part of the studio was haunting her this time. Although it was usually Sammy, she sometimes dreamed of Susie. Or Buddy. Part of Roy wanted to ask what ghost had haunted her dreams tonight. He decided against it, though. If Cordelia wanted to talk about it, she would bring it up. He was sure of it.

It was a few minutes before Cordelia stopped crying, leaving her pressed against Roy's chest, letting out little sniffles and shaking gasps of death. There was another moment or two of silence before she spoke.

"It was Sammy and Buddy," she whispered.

Well, there was his answer.

"What happened to them wasn't your fault," Roy said, patting her back.

"But I could have done something," Cordelia tried to insist.

"Maybe you could have," Roy conceded. "But you also could've ended up dead too. You did what you could. You tried."

"They should have survived." Cordelia's grip on his pajama shirt tightened. "They should be here. Not me."

Roy let out a long exhale, trying to tamp down his annoyance. He didn't feel good about being annoyed by this, but he was allowed to be selfish. He was allowed to be happy that his sister was here. He felt bad that her coworkers had died, but he was glad she hadn't.

"Please don't say that." He tried to keep his voice calm and even. "I'm glad you're here. I..." He found himself faltering, tears welling up in his eyes. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

The two of them had grown much closer since the death of their parents. They were all each other had anymore, as their only other family lived miles away. Roy didn't know what he'd do if he was left totally alone. He was making friends, slowly but surely, but... He still needed the support of his sister.

Cordelia pulled back. It was her turn to be concerned now as she began to fuss over him.

"Oh no! Please don't cry!" She said, wiping his tears away. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry!"

"Your life matters too, Dee!" He said, grabbing her hands. "I don't want to keep listening to you say you should be dead! I don't want you to be dead!"

"I'm sorry!" She was crying again now too.

It didn't take long for them to collapse together again, both of them sobbing while clinging to each other.

Roy was scared for his sister. He had been scared for his sister for a long time. When she'd come back from the studio... He'd seen the same look in her eyes that he'd seen in the eyes of their father after he'd come back from war. That haunted look that spoke of the guilt of survival. Their father had kept going because the family had needed him. His wife had needed him. His children had needed him. Their father had stayed alive because the family would not have been able to survive without him.

Cordelia had no such responsibility.

"Please don't leave me," Roy whispered once they'd both stopped crying. "I can't lose you too, Cordelia."

"I won't," Cordelia said. "I promise. I won't."

Roy didn't know if he completely believed her, but it was late. This was good enough for now.

"...Thank you."

Cordelia managed a slight smile. "You're welcome."

"Do you want me to stay here for the rest of the night?" Roy asked.

Cordelia hesitated, her cheeks going a bit pink. "....Yes, please."

Roy's expression softened and he ruffled her hair. "Alright, then."

He got into the bed beside her and Cordelia pressed herself against his chest, just as she had when they'd been children. They fell asleep like that, exhausted from the onslaught of emotions they'd experienced.

They would talk more in the morning. But for now...They would rest, their sleep deep and, blessedly, dreamless.

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