#gift fic🍐

[hbyrde36]

Your Dasher is Nearby ❤

(Inspired by a TikTok that I can no longer find the link to 🙈)

For @pearynice - Happy Birthday bestie! ILY! 🥰😘🤗

Steddie | Explicit | WC:6672 | AO3

After fighting with the finicky lock on his front door for almost a full five minutes, Steve slunk inside, reveling in the hush of his quiet, if lonely, abode after an exhausting day at work. Robin had only moved out a few weeks ago, and he still wasn’t quite used to coming home to an empty house. Don’t get him wrong, he was happy for her, he just wished she could have settled down with a girlfriend that didn’t live so fucking far away.

Technically, it was a reasonable forty-five minute drive from Hawkins to Indianapolis, but when you were used to seeing someone every single day, even a mile down the road felt as far off as the moon.

It probably didn’t help that today was his birthday, the first he’d have to spend alone since he and Robin had met, slinging ice-cream together one summer after high school and became instant best friends. They had plans for a sleepover on the weekend to celebrate, but that didn’t stop Steve wishing she were there now. Not to mention the fact that the only happy birthday texts he’d gotten all day had been from Robin, and a few of the kids he used to babysit, who weren’t really kids anymore. There hadn’t been a call, text, or so much as an email with one of those shitty e-cards full of low-resolution sparkly roses and balloons from either of his parents. 

Not that he’d expected any different, but it stung all the same.

After a long hot shower that sadly did nothing to lift his mood, Steve stood in front of his refrigerator and sighed. He wasn’t sure why he was surprised to find it bare, it wasn’t as if he'd been grocery shopping recently, but for some reason those empty glass shelves staring back at him like an accusation of how badly he was taking care of himself, were the last straw.

He slammed the fridge door, spinning on his heel to stomp like a petulant child over to the couch, not even bothering to switch the living room lamp on. If he was going to cry he might as well do it in the dark. The first tear slid down his cheek as he hugged a throw pillow to his chest. From there, the floodgates opened when he realized the cushion he clutched still smelled faintly of Robin’s perfume.

God he was pitiful. 

He was twenty-four—er—twenty-five, not five, and much too old to be acting like such a baby.

In the middle of his pity-party for one, Steve's phone vibrated in his sweatpants pocket. He pulled it out in a rush, equal parts hoping for a message from his mom, and dreading it. Only to be disappointed yet again.

It was a stupid notification from DoorDash. A coupon code, no doubt pushed to him because of the day. These companies all had far too much of people’s personal information. Some days Steve would swear his phone was actually picking up on his conversations. Dustin said he was being paranoid, but Steve knew better. Maybe it wasn’t the NSA or some other secret government agency, but someone was listening.

He was sure of it.

You deserve a treat. Use code 30FROMDD for 30% off.  Offer expires 3/20/25. $12 order minimum required. Terms apply.

Hmm…

He was supposed to be saving money now that he had to cover the mortgage alone. Of course, he’d considered the idea of looking for another roommate, and eventually he would have to, but he wasn’t ready to see anyone else in Robin’s space yet.

Fuck it, he thought, lifting the bottom hem of his white tank top to wipe at his eyes. It was his birthday dammit. 

He did deserve a treat.

Steve kept it modest, finding Benny’s within the app and adding his usual cheat meal to the cart, a double bacon cheeseburger, fries, and a slice of chocolate cake for good measure. His finger hovered above the order button for a moment before he decided to say fuck it, again, and added a six pack of beer from the convenience store around the corner and a small pack of birthday candles. 

He finished the transaction quickly and closed out of the app before he could change his mind and talk himself out of it, then decided to indulge in one more thing, calling Robin on FaceTime.

She answered on the first ring, already singing to him as the video call connected.

“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Dinguuuuuuuuuuus, Happy Birthday to you!”

God he loved her.

He laughed, feeling the first genuine smile he’d given all day stretch over his mouth as he leaned back into the couch, holding the phone up near his face.

“Thanks for that,” he said sarcastically, but really meaning it wholeheartedly.

“Aw, honey,” Robin squinted, leaning closer to her own screen. “Your hair’s wet. What’s wrong?”

She would notice that.

Steve raked a hand through his dripping locks self consciously. They’d lived together long enough for her to know how much he hated letting it air dry. It always lacked his signature fullness when left to its own devices, but pulling out his hair dryer and round brush tonight felt like way too much effort.

“Nothing,” he said through a heavy exhale. “Just the usual.”

And of course that was all the context Robin needed to guess at the heart of the issue.

She sneered, nose wrinkling in disgust. “Remind me to punch your parents in their stupid faces if I ever meet them.”

“Will do,” he said with a little mocking salute.

“I’m serious!” She insisted, dragging a finger across her throat in a, surprisingly terrifying, cutting gesture. “Richard and Donna’s days are numbered.”

Steve choked on a snort. “I’m sure they’re shaking in their boots.”

“As they should be.” Robin gave a decisive nod, satisfied that her thinly veiled threats to him over the phone would somehow make their way to his parents, wherever they were. “On to happier topics then. We’re still on for this weekend, right?”

Steve rolled his eyes, lounging back onto the couch and kicking his socked feet up on the coffee table. “Obviously.”

“I’m just checking!” She squeaked defensively. “For all I know you’ve lined up a date or something since we made these plans.”

“Who’s going on a date?” Another feminine voice trilled from somewhere off camera.

Robin lifted her eyes, looking in the distance as she answered. “Steve.”

Steve tilted his head back with a sigh. These fucking lesbians were relentless. “I’m not going on a—”

Suddenly a second face filled his phone’s screen, Chrissy, her strawberry blonde hair falling in both her and Robin’s faces, as she mashed their cheeks together. “Who’s the lucky guy taking our little birthday boy out on the town?” She asked.

“There’s no guy—or girl. Robin’s being annoying.” Steve made sure to emphasize the or, since the two of them liked to go around pretending they forgot that Steve was ‘half straight’, as Robin would say. He knew it was only her way of lovingly trying to get a rise out of him, but there would be no bi-erasure in his house! Teasing or not.

Chrissy pouted. “Oh boo, you’re no fun.”

It’s not like Steve didn’t want to date, he was just feeling a little gun-shy after the whole Tommy fiasco. Robin and Chrissy had both been on him for weeks about getting back out there, constantly trying to set him up with some friend of Chrissy’s who still lived in town. He had a feeling that encouragement was about to get ten times worse now that Robin wasn’t there to keep an eye on him herself.

Robin shoved at Chrissy’s shoulder, knocking her out of frame. “Babe, be nice.” 

“You started it.” Chrissy retaliated with a tickle attack, or so Steve assumed based on the way Robin began shrieking like a banshee, and the fact that his view through the phone suddenly became erratic, swinging around wildly. 

Adorable as all this was, the Blair Witch style cinematography they were subjecting him to was making him nauseous, and maybe a little jealous of their relationship.

“Hey,” he called out, clearing his throat. “I think I'm gonna let you guys go. Thanks for the song, Rob.”

“No, wait, Steve—” Robin shouted, shushing Chrissy. The world around her stopped spinning as she seemed to settle on her back, laying down on the carpet and holding the phone above her. “You sure?” 

He knew she'd stay on the phone with him all night if he needed her to, but that idea only made him feel more pathetic. 

“Yeah. My takeout is gonna be here soon anyway.” Steve said with a smile, trying hard to make it reach his eyes so she’d believe he was okay. “Love you, see you in a few days.”

After a brief pause with a wrinkled brow she finally gave in and smiled back. “Love you too, Dingus.”

Steve rubbed at his face, pocketing his phone before getting up to finally switch the lights on, the TV too for some background noise, and found he was actually feeling a little better after seeing Robin’s face, the sting of the day fading into the background a bit. He puttered around for a while, straightening the house, even managing to throw a load of laundry in the wash before his pocket buzzed again. 

Eddie is approaching with your order.

He tapped the notification, opening the app so he could see exactly how close he was to being in hamburger bliss, thrilled to find his dasher was mere blocks away, only for his stomach to drop half a second later.

In his hurry to order he’d completely forgotten to add a tip, and no matter how hard he jabbed at his screen, the stupid app wouldn’t let him go back and change it now. The way Steve saw it, he had two options—stiff this poor Eddie guy on his tip, or meet him outside with cash. Which was… probably a super weird thing to do, but it beat having someone, who now knew where he lived, thinking he was an asshole.

Eddie yawned, stretching his arms up as far as the roof of the van would allow while he waited for the light to turn green. He was stiff, exhausted from his shift at Thatcher’s and had only taken the time to have a quick shower and wolf down a burrito from the gas station before accepting his first order. 

The last thing he felt like doing after slaving away under chassis and over car engines all day, was drive around all night delivering food to the ungrateful masses. But, Wayne’s hospital bills weren’t going to pay themselves. Getting into a fender bender wasn’t cheap these days. It was fine, they’d manage, but he didn't want the old coot hurting himself by trying to go back to work at the plant with a broken goddamn arm. Honestly Eddie was just grateful his uncle had made it out of the accident in one piece. He’d work a second job for the rest of his life if he had to, so long as his surrogate father stayed around for a good long time. 

Who else would walk him down the aisle some day? That is, if Eddie could ever land a date again. 

He’d had his fair share of short-lived relationships and a few steamy one and two night stands, but he’d yet to find someone worth settling in for the long haul. Or, hell, find someone who was even interested in the long haul. Not that he didn’t appreciate the simple joy of a random hookup now and again, but sometimes he felt like the last hopeless romantic in a generation full of peers who didn’t believe in love anymore.

The first few runs of the night were business as usual, mainly fast food pick-ups and quick, easy, no-contact drop offs. He couldn’t help thinking if he kept up this pace he might even be able to knock off early enough to get a full eight hours of sleep.

Optimism wasn’t usually his gig, which probably should have been the first red flag that the night was about to take a turn.

Lost in the groove, he accepted the next order without really looking at the details, annoyed to realize it not only involved two stops, but this Steve prick hadn’t even selected a tip. 

Eddie raced to the first destination, speed the one way to make this order worthwhile now, and hoped the guy’s food was bagged and ready to go. It was, thankfully, and he snatched the bag off the counter with barely a wave at the worker standing behind it, sprinting back out the door.

There was a brief hold-up at the second spot, the same combination gas station corner-store Eddie had procured his dinner from earlier, something about candles that were out of stock—he wasn’t really listening and the app would notify the customer anyway—but he was on his way soon enough, breaking traffic laws left and right to get across town in record time. 

After double checking that he was at the right address, Eddie parked on the street in front of a mailbox shaped like an ice cream truck all done up in pastels, and despite it all found himself smiling as he got out of the van. It was a small, quaint one-story house, with a well-loved vintage BMW parked in the drive. The sky was growing dark, but a pair of bright porch lights provided enough of a glow to reveal old wood siding painted a light robin’s egg blue and an immaculate lawn dotted with brightly colored kitschy ornaments, statues, and one very large pink bird bath in the center of it.

Not at all what Eddie had been expecting, for some reason.

Bags in hand, he headed up the walkway, assuming he’d be leaving the order on the front porch like usual, but as he got closer to the house the front door swung open and a man stepped out, padding determinately down the front steps.

His hair was slicked back, damp as though he were fresh from the shower, with a tight white tank top stretched across his ample chest, thick hair curling up over the neckline. To top it all off, the wet-dream look was completed with the most sinful pair of gray sweatpants imaginable, that did absolutely nothing to conceal the monster hiding beneath the deceptively plain fabric.

And his face?

Eddie nearly tripped over a garden gnome wearing a little rainbow cap because he couldn’t tear his gaze away from the man’s warm hazel eyes, pouty pink lips, chiselled jaw, and lightly tanned skin peppered with beauty marks.

Fuck he was pretty.

Almost intimidatingly so, and had Eddie run into the guy in any other setting he might have felt exactly that. Christ, if he looked this good bumming around at home he must have been an absolute knockout when he was dressed up for a night out. But right now like this, walking towards Eddie over the lawn with no shoes? He looked soft, sweet.

And exactly Eddie’s type.

“Steve?” He asked, just to be sure, and was rewarded with the sight of this beautiful adonis of a man grinning shyly, nodding yes as his cheeks flushed pink. 

Eddie melted on the spot. He’d always adored the idea of love at first sight, not that he’d ever admit that aloud. And really, there were far too many crazy stories of coincidences and chance first meetings floating around out there on Reddit and TikTok for it not to be a real thing for some, but he’d never been crazy enough to think it could happen to him. 

… Not that this was that. 

Love was a bit of a strong word for someone he’d met seconds ago, no matter how much of a romantic Eddie was at heart, but there was definitely some kind of instant attraction thing going on here, at the very least. And if the way Steve held his gaze, shivering in the warm night air when their hands brushed as Eddie passed him his bags was any indication, he wasn’t the only one feeling it.

It felt something like the way you might spot a cute guy or girl across the bar and know you were bound for a tryst in a public bathroom that night. But somehow also so much more than that. Did Eddie want to trace the bulging outline in Steve’s pants with his mouth, pull them down past hairy thighs with his teeth and see how far he could stuff what appeared to be an impressive length down his throat? 

Absolutely, he did. 

But he also wanted to hear about Steve’s hopes and dreams, learn his favorite candy, and color, and see what brand of trash TV he liked to watch while cuddling on the couch at night. Wanted to know what that stunning face looked like bathed in sunlight on a Saturday morning, sipping coffee at a table while Eddie stood at the stove making him pancakes.

Eddie swallowed hard, frozen in place by some force outside his control, fated to stand right there for the rest of his life under the hypnotic pull of a stranger's eyes, and was more than happy to do so.

It was Steve who moved first, blinking rapidly as if waking from a dream. With a little shake of his head he held out his free hand, a ten dollar bill tucked between two fingers. “I, uh, t-this is for you,” Steve stuttered out, a nervous giggle playing at the back of his throat. “I messed it up in the app, somehow. I’m not the best with technology.”

“Oh,” Eddie breathed, reaching out, but instead of grasping the edge of the bill like he should have, he practically took Steve's entire hand in his own without thinking. Sparks crackled through his veins as though he’d gripped a live wire, his desire for the man in front of him growing tenfold at the simple touch. “Thank you, that—that’s really sweet of you.”

For a long beat, neither of them moved or let go, whatever spell had fallen over them still lingering in the air.

Again it was Steve who came to his senses first, biting his bottom lip as he gently took his hand back, letting go of the cash. “Sorry, I-I don’t know what’s wrong with me tonight,” he said, as though he were the one who’d held on and not the other way around.

“No it’s—” Eddie huffed a laugh, and knew exactly what he had to do. “Listen, this is going to sound so unprofessional but I know I’d regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t at least ask for your number.”

Steve’s gaze dropped to the ground, his socked feet sliding over the grass as he rocked on his heels, before looking back up with another shy smile. “At the risk of sounding worse, would you like to come in for a drink… now?”

Eddie opened his mouth to agree instantly. How could he possibly pass up an opportunity like this? But then he thought of Wayne and the bills and found himself hesitating, glancing back at his van for a half-second, only to get quickly caught in the draw of Steve’s eyes again when he looked back.  

Fuck it, he could take a break for a while, even if it meant dashing into the wee hours later.

“Maybe not a drink since I have to drive, but if you’re willing to share that cake you got there, I think we could work something out.”

Steve swung open his front door, heart racing as he held it for the man following him inside.

Eddie.

His long-haired, doe-eyed, sent like an angel from heaven straight to his fucking house, smoking hot Doordash driver.

And those dimples?

Steve had never been so instantly, insanely, and completely enamored with someone in his entire life, relieved that the feeling seemed to be at least somewhat mutual considering the guy had asked for his number like that. He had no idea what had possessed him to invite Eddie in, it wasn’t like him to be so spontaneous or reckless these days, but he didn’t regret it. 

Robin was going to kill him.

With barely a glance down to make sure he didn’t miss, Steve dropped the bags with his dinner and beer on a nearby side table, his desire for food replaced now with an entirely different kind of hunger. He quickly turned to say god-knew-what to his unexpected guest, and instead found himself being crowded back against the wall, Eddie’s huge brown eyes and plush lips quickly filling his vision. 

“You’re even more gorgeous now that I can see you better,” Eddie said in a soft husky baritone, reaching up to smooth a bit of stray hair away from Steve’s face.

An embarrassing whine slipped from deep inside Steve’s throat, in reply. They’d hardly spoken, barely touched, and yet he was already half hard and out of his mind with how much he wanted the beautiful stranger in front of him.

As if they’d somehow choreographed it, they both surged forward at once, a perfect first touching of lips that, at least for Steve, rivaled every first kiss that had come before it. 

This whole thing was nuts, from chance meeting, to overwhelming crush at first sight, to kissing in a matter of minutes. 

“This is crazy,” Steve said when he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against Eddie’s as he caught his breath.

Eddie too panted for air, smoothing his hands up and down Steve’s sides, a comforting touch that also made his skin break out in goosebumps. “Good crazy or bad crazy?”

“Good, good. Definitely good,” Steve blurted out quickly, swallowing his nerves. “I just… I never do things like this.” 

That had Eddie stilling his hands—which Steve hated—and pulling back a little—which Steve hated even more—to tilt his head, eyes full of concern. 

“Do you want to stop?”

Five simple words but with them came absolute sincerity. Steve did not know this man, but somehow he believed that he could end this right now and Eddie wouldn’t hold it against him, wouldn’t get mad and call him a prude or a tease.

It only made Steve want him more.

“Fuck no,” he said, with feeling, winding his hands into that mass of curly hair and bringing Eddie‘s mouth crashing into his again. 

Without ever really separating they both lost their shirts, and somehow Steve moved them as one from the living room, down the hall, and to his bedroom, crashing into the wall more than once, knocking a row of Robin’s old canvas painting askew where they hung.

The sight of the bed gave Steve pause for the second time that night, and had his lips slowing to a halt. He wasn’t lying when he told Eddie he didn’t usually do hookups, especially with guys, and he wasn’t sure what the protocol was when you didn’t know ahead of time if your partner preferred to top or bottom.

Like the perfect man he seemed to be so far, Eddie read him like a book, holding him close as he rubbed his back in soothing circles. 

“I’m verse so, whatever you want, Steve, it’s yours.” 

Of course, Steve knew exactly what he wanted, but time and bad experiences made him feel shy asking. “Me too, but I…” he tried, trailing off.

“Oh,” Eddie crooned. 

The hand kneading Steve’s lower back slipped past the waistband of his pants as Eddie reached down to squeeze his ass, one finger sliding over his hole.

Steve whimpered, arching into the small dry touch.

“You need it bad, don’t you, baby?” Eddie asked, without a hint of teasing, as if he understood the feeling.

Steve could only roll his hips, making more needy little sounds in answer.

Eddie pressed a kiss to his forehead, gently coaxing him to sit down on the bed. “How about you lay back and let me take care of you then. Okay, sweetheart?”

Steve did as he was told, sliding back across the sheets of his unmade bed while Eddie kicked off his shoes and followed, settling between his legs. He already felt more at ease with this man he barely knew than he ever had in the almost three years he’d wasted on Tommy.

For a moment Eddie laid his full weight on top of him, bare chest to bare chest, capturing his mouth in another dizzying kiss, Eddie’s tongue exploring the depths of his mouth like he was licking up the remnants of chocolate syrup in the bottom of a sundae, moaning at the taste.

Eddie was incredibly hard where he was pressed to Steve’s hip, grinding in time with the swirls of his tongue. He also felt absolutely huge, and though dry humping was very hot and severely underrated, Steve couldn’t wait to feel Eddie inside him.

With an almost painful, teasing slowness, Eddie began to slide down Steve’s body, that clever mouth working its way down his neck and chest, each touch of lips a searing heat, tongue tracing a wet line down the length of his happy trail until it met the band of his pants. Only then did Eddie lift up, sitting back on his heels as he gripped the waist of Steve's sweats, gently tugging them down and off, tossing the bundle to the other side of the bed.

The air hitting him where he was suddenly bare was a bit of a shock, but it was nothing to the weight of Eddie’s gaze as he looked down at Steve’s body, a reverence in his eyes as he took it all in that made Steve want to weep. He wasn’t sure any other partner had looked at him quite like that before.

“Beautiful,” Eddie murmured quietly, and in a mirror of before now began making his way back up, beginning with a tender kiss to Steve’s knee.

Steve sucked air through his teeth, lost in sensation as Eddie alternated between biting and pressing open mouthed kisses to the delicate skin of his inner thigh, moving closer and closer to his center until there was a quick flick of a tongue over his hole.

Just once, the warm wet touch of it there and gone so fast it could have been dismissed as an accident if Eddie hadn’t looked up after, heavily lidded eyes boring into Steve’s own as he asked the question.

“Can I?”

Steve’s mouth fell open, Tommy would never—

No. 

No, he wasn’t going to think about that asshole anymore, not when he had someone right here eyeing him up like he was the pièce de résistance of a gourmet meal. God, where had this man been all his life?

“You want to?”

Eddie chuckled. “When I said I wanted your cake, I wasn’t exactly talking about dessert.” 

With a raise of his brow Eddie ducked back down, licking a wet stripe from Steve’s taint to the base of his cock, hands sliding beneath his ass, hoisting him up for better access.

“Oh fuck.”

Steve writhed, head thrashing, his hands twisting into the sheets around him as his trembling knees found their resting place on top of Eddie’s shoulders. They were just getting started and he already wanted to live there forever with Eddie’s head nestled between his thighs.

With that reaction Eddie dove in with gusto, his tongue circling Steve’s rim over and over, making his hole flutter with each lingering pass. It felt incredible, but the sounds Eddie made as he feasted were equally as divine, making it clear that he was enjoying himself as much as Steve was.

And Steve was enjoying himself, thoroughly, his cock leaking a steady stream of pre-cum onto his belly while his mouth released a flood of whorish sounds he’d never heard himself produce before.

It only worsened when Eddie’s talented tongue pushed its way inside for the first time. Steve would owe his neighbors an apology in the morning, but as Eddie breached his hole again, pushing it deeper still while finally setting him down to take hold of his aching cock, he couldn’t bring himself to care.

Eddie took it slow, switching up the rhythm of his hand as he worked Steve over, keeping him right on that precarious edge, all the while taking turns between laving over the ring of puckered skin with long wet strokes, and fucking into him with the tip of his hot tongue.

As mind blowing as it was, it wasn’t long before Steve found himself wanting more, needing more, needing Eddie to hurry up and fuck him already. He must have made a sound of frustration, that or Eddie was some kind of mind-reader, because the moment he was about to break down and beg for it he felt two fingers, slick with spit, start working him open. 

“Yes, yes, yes,” Steve chanted, fucking himself down as best he could now that he had some leverage to work with, pleased when Eddie spurred him on.

“That’s it, baby, take what you need.”

Eddie kept pumping his fingers, adding a third and meeting Steve thrust for thrust until Steve’s chants and moans turned to desperate babbling pleas.

“Condoms?” Eddie asked, pressing a kiss to the hollow of Steve’s groin as he slowed the movements of his hand to a stop, pulling his fingers free as gently as he could.

Chest heaving, Steve fought to catch his breath. He gestured vaguely at his nightstand, ignoring the suddenly empty feeling as his stretched hole clenched around nothing, trusting he’d be full again soon.

“Be right back, gorgeous.” 

With one more sugary sweet brush of lips to his hip, Eddie slipped off the bed, shedding his jeans and boxers in one smooth motion before digging through the small drawer, quickly finding what they needed.

Steve took the chance to look his fill as Eddie climbed back onto the bed, the sight of the heavy cock swaying between his legs making his mouth water, and making him wish he’d stripped Eddie down himself and taken the chance to explore his body in kind. There were a pair of tattoos low on his hips that held a particular interest. 

Next time, he thought. 

If there was a next time.

And then Eddie was lining himself up and pushing inside, and Steve couldn’t think of anything at all. 

They’d done enough prep that the head popped right in, but Eddie was big, bigger than any cock or toy Steve had taken before and by the time Eddie was fully seated inside he was so full he felt like he might split in two, in the best way possible. 

Eddie stayed there, perfectly still, letting Steve adjust for so long that Steve was afraid he’d never move, but he shouldn't have been worried. Eddie had promised to take care of him and it seemed he was taking that vow seriously, or maybe his seemingly endless patience had finally run out. After a slow experimental thrust that sent Steve’s mouth falling open in pleasure, he set a brutal pace, the sound of their bodies like a raucous round of applause. Music to Steve’s ears.

He knew right away wasn’t going to last at this rate, it’d simply been too long and he was too turned on to start with. Thankfully he could feel Eddie pulsing inside him each time he slammed to the hilt, and knew the other man was just as close to his tipping point. 

Soon the familiar thrumming pleasure began to build under Steve’s skin, filling him up with each slap of their bodies together until he could no longer hold it in anymore. He came untouched with the strangled cry of Eddie’s name on his lips, and starbursts flashing across his vision. It went on for what seemed like forever, wave after wave of ecstasy crashing over him while Eddie continued to fuck him hard through it, hitting his prostate with every thrust as he chased his own orgasm until he finally followed Steve over that delicious edge. 

Neither moved until Eddie softened, slipping out of Steve with ease as he moved away, tying off the condom before dropping it to the floor. 

With their breaths slowing and the dust settling, and the overwhelming sense of desire fully satiated, Steve expected to feel awkward, but it was hard to feel anything but content when Eddie rolled back over and pulled him into his side, humming happily, kissing his hair as Steve rested on his head on his chest,

“God, where have you been all my life,” Eddie mumbled with his lips still pressed to Steve’s temple.

Steve froze, going rigid in Eddie’s embrace, stunned to hear him give voice to the same thought he’d had earlier.

“Shit,” Eddie cursed softly. “Did I say that out loud?”

Slowly Steve raised his head, silently nodding when he couldn’t seem to unstick his suddenly tight throat. 

“Sorry,“ Eddie sighed, shaking his head as he tried to sit up. “I—I get it, I can go if you—”

“Don’t—” Steve pressed a hand to Eddie's chest, forcing him back down, searching his face for some sign that he wasn’t about to make a fool of himself. Though, he was pretty sure Eddie was worth the risk. “Please tell me that means this wasn’t a one time thing, that you feel it too?”

He wasn’t even sure what it was, this strange connection they seemed to have, without ever meeting before. He only knew it had grown stronger with every kiss, every caress, every drop of fluids they’d wrung from each other’s bodies.

Eddie sagged, melting into the bed, a relieved smile curling his lips as he reached up to cup Steve’s cheek. “Steve, baby, I felt it the second I laid eyes on you. I meant it when I asked for your number outside. I know we kinda took the next step already, but I'd love to take you out. I want to do this right, get to know each other, win you over with my unconventional charms in the hopes one day we could make this official.”

Steve smiled back, feeling practically giddy as he leaned into Eddie’s tender touch, processing his words. It was everything he could have wanted to hear and more, except.

Why wait for all that?

“Or I could be your boyfriend now,” Steve countered. “And we could let the rest of it work itself out later?”

“Deal,” Eddie said with zero hesitation, pulling him in for a deep lingering kiss to seal it. 

“What were the candles for?” Eddie asked after a while. 

They’d been cuddling in comfortable silence for so long that Steve was pretty sure he’d drifted off a few times.

“Hmm?” he hummed, stirred by the question, totally blanking for a moment until it all came rushing back. His horrible day, that had completely melted away once Eddie showed up and turned his world upside down.

“Oh god,” he groaned, shame curling in his gut, even though he knew that was stupid. “It’s, um… It’s sorta my birthday? And I was feeling really bummed about spending it alone since my roommate and best friend just moved away. So, I thought I'd get some birthday candles to put in a slice of cake to cheer myself up, and...”

Yeah, it didn’t sound any better when he said it out loud, but if they were really doing this he couldn’t exactly not tell Eddie that today was his birthday. He'd find out eventually.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” Eddie said without pity, dropping more of his wonderful kisses to the top of Steve’s head.

“I get it, y’know,” Eddie went on. ”Being lonely. I have my uncle at home but my best friend moved to Indy a few months ago and life hasn’t been the same without her in my business all the time.”

Steve huffed an incredulous laugh. “That’s where my roommate moved too. Small world.” 

As if she could somehow sense that he was thinking about her, because it had to be Robin calling, Steve’s phone began to vibrate where it laid on the edge of the bed, sticking halfway out of his pants pocket. With a groan he sat up, missing Eddie’s warmth immediately, and reached for it. He meant to simply silence the call and give his attention back to the brand new boyfriend in his bed, until he saw the literal dozens of text messages and missed video calls from her.

With an apologetic glance at Eddie he quickly tapped the button to answer her incoming facetime.

“Stephen. Marie. Harrington,” she growled through gritted teeth. “You’d better be dying in a ditch somewhere or I swear to god—” she cut herself off suddenly, eyes narrowing as she stared into her phone. “Are you in bed right now? Why are you in bed at 9 o’clock?”

Steve bit his lip, looking over again at Eddie who shrugged as if to say, it’s up to you.

“I… kinda met someone?”

“How did you meet someone without leaving your…” she trailed off slowly, a look of dawning horror coming over her face. “Oh god, don’t tell me you rejoined the dating apps.”

“It was DoorDash, actually.”

Robin blinked at him. “... What?”

“Nevermind.” Steve tilted his phone, holding it further away as he panned the camera over to get both of them in the shot. “Um, this is Eddie,” 

“Hi Steve’s best friend!” Eddie said with a grin and a wave, the rumpled sheets still pooled around his hips leaving his glistening, sweat and other bodily fluid coated chest on full display. He was definitely not shy.

Steve was obsessed with him.

Suddenly Robin was gone, as if someone had ripped the phone out of her hand, the shaky picture flipping from a far off view of a small kitchen, to a white ceiling, and then to a close up of Chrissy’s face, her mouth agape.

“Eddie?!”

“Chris—what? How?!” Eddie sat up abruptly, pulling the sheets up as if he was suddenly scandalized, eyes wide with pure shock. “Steve… Is your lesbian best friend, my lesbian best friend’s girlfriend?”

“I guess so?” Steve said in a baffled haze, before being hit with a sudden realization. He glared into his phone's camera. “Is Eddie the guy you kept wanting to set me up with?”

Chrissy held a hand over her mouth, giggling uncontrollably as she nodded. 

Holy shit. 

It really was a small world.

Steve sighed heavily, “tell Robin I'll text her tomorrow,” ending the call as Chrissy’s giggling turned into a wheezing guffaw. He tossed his phone unceremoniously onto the nightstand, turning back to the grinning man at his side.

“So, we could have been doing this for weeks?”

“Afraid so, sweetheart.” Eddie threw the sheet aside once more, reaching for his hand and lacing their fingers together. “If it’s any consolation I had no idea.”

“You know what? I’m glad we found each other on our own.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm,” Steve hummed, swinging a leg over Eddie’s hips to settle in his lap, the possibility of going for a round two already in the back of his mind. “My own special delivery, right to my door. It’s a much better story.”

Eddie raised an eyebrow, amusement making his eyes sparkle in the dim light. “Are you sure it’s not because now they can’t lord it over us that they set us up and we hit it off?”

Steve shrugged, leaning in to lick across Eddie’s mouth, wondering idly how long the appropriate time to wait would be before he could ask him to move in. 

“That’s a pretty good perk too.”

Many thanks to @penny00dreadful and @sidekick-hero for all your beta work, cheerleading, and handholding! 💜

Permanent taglist(open): @penny00dreadful @pearynice @sidekick-hero @firefly-party @bookworm0690

@wonderland-girl143-blog  @goodolefashionedloverboi @themagicalari @awkwardgravity1 @rocknrollsalad

@hitlikehammers

[xxsabitoxx]

Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you?

🧡 what is your sexuality?

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

💚 where are you from?

🩵 do you have any pets?

💙 do you have any siblings?

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🎂 when is your birthday?

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

🚗 can you drive?

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🎤 have you been to a concert

🎵 favorite artists

🎧 last song you listened too

📺 last show you watched

📝 last thing you wrote

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

🍒 what is your earliest memory

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💌 why did you start this blog?

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

🥀 kinks you would never write for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

[hssrarepairs]

📊 HSS Rare Pairs 2024: STATS 📈

Gather 'round, everyone, it's time for some pretty graphs and some big numbers. We gave out 178 gifts for this year's secret santa exchange! So many!! See our masterlists for a full list of works or check out the collection on AO3.

Masterlist 1: Creative Mediums

Masterlist 2: Femslash & Poly Fic

Masterlist 3: Gen & Het Fic

Masterlist 4: Slash Fic

View all gifts on AO3

🍐🎄🎁✨🍐

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We had a range of ratings...

And a variety of ships...

We had 135 different ships!

Sirius/Severus and Neville/Pansy were our most popular ships at 6 works each

Not far behind were Sirius/Harry, Regulus/Remus, and Minerva/Poppy at 4 works each

We had some super rare pairs like Dawlish/Daphne, Puddifoot/Ron, Pomfrey/Andromeda, Muriel/Umbridge, and Sirius/Kingsley/Severus

Our most popular tags were Fluff, Smut, Established Relationship, Age Difference, and Angst...

Our most popular gift type was Creative Writing but we also had a range of other gifts...

A Rosekiller & Moonwater ship manifesto

A Blackbones fic recipe

Some wonderful crafts: embroidery, bookbinding, crochet, sculpture, diorama

An English and Dutch translation

4 podfics

7 moodboards & banners

And a ship guessing game!

Between all of our gifts, we wrote almost 700k words!!

We had 34 wonderful drabbles and ficlets (<1k words)

The majority of our fics, 67 of them, were between 1k to 5k words

Our longest works were a wartime Severus/Charlie fic (45k words), an arranged marriage Daphne/Harry fic (28k words), and a post-war Cho/Dudley fic (27k words)

Thanks for joining everyone and putting 178 more rare pair works out into the world! 🍐

[late-to-the-party-81]

Answer the questions and tag five fanfiction authors you know!

Thank you @metalbvcky. NPT for @mrs-illyrian-baby @doasyoudesireandlive @km-ffluv @labella420

🍓 How did you get into writing fanfiction?

As a teen I was a voracious reader and tried to write my own stuff based on other books I'd read. I also loved ST:TNG and wanted dearly to be in an episode and had lots of the books. I wrote my own ST stories with OC's (gratuitous self inserts), but they never went anywhere. In my late teens I read some Xena fanfic on the internet. But that was it for a great number of years.

At the beginning of 2021 I sat and watched the entirety of the MCU films in chronological order (I'd seen most of them before and was mainly a Thor gal.) I fell down the Stucky rabbithole. Deep. I decided to look up fanfic. AO3 was now a thing! I wrote (a very poor) Stucky fic and here we are, almost 3 years later

🍇How many fandoms have you written in?

As my ST stuff never made it further than my parent's old PC in the days of dial-up, I won't count it.

I've written for MCU, various Chris Evans and Seb Stan Characters and one fic for RWRB. I've been toying with writing a one-off Criminal Minds fic as a gift for a friend.

🍈How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

Three in July since I first published anything on AO3.

🍎Do you read or write more fanfiction?

I try to balance it out. If I have a period of hyperfocus writing I try to then go through a period of reading. I read on both Tumblr and AO3, so try to keep that even as well.

🍌What is one way you've improved as a writer?

Getting betas to pick me up on tense changes, overuse of words and rogue commas. Reading more. Practising. Writing outlines for longer stories so I don't go off-piste.

🍑Do you have any bad habits as a writer?

Getting bored half-way through a long fic, especially if the first few parts haven't had a lot of interaction. Which is why I try to write the whole thing before I start posting.

🍍 What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Engineering courses at MIT and, for a separate fic, Violet wands, including the ways to use them and the differnt types of accessories you can use with them. I even watched a Youtube video.

🍉What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Any comment! Anything that gives me the validation I need!

🍐What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

I wrote a transformation into Tsum-tsum fic that was both cracky and smutty. That's pretty niche.

🥭What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Action scenes. I loathe them. I'm constantly wondering if they are long enough, and make sense.

🍏What is the easiest type?

Short things that are either PWP or fluffy slices of life.

🍑Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Mainly on my elderly laptop on G-Docs, and in every moment I can - normally afterwork before dinner and on Mondays when I don't have work.

🍋What is something you've been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

There are a few characters and ships I haven't written that I'd like to. And I suppose I'd like to write a proper long, over 100k fic at some point.

🍇 what made you choose your username?

When I made my AO3 account I felt as though that at 40, and only really starting in Fandom in this way, I was late to the party, so that is who I became.

[this-is-krikkit]

Hey Sunshine ☀️

Of course it took me 84 years -again 🤣- to realize you posted an ask game lol

So here I am, nosy as fuck usual, with 6 emojis: 💜 - 🖤 - 📝 - 🔐 -🍐- 🌺

Mwah 😘

<><><>

not related: I recently re-watched some Kaamelott episodes with my shipping glasses on & I wondered if there are any Pendranièvre fics out there & if so, which ones would you recommend?

hi Val, thanks for the (many, jeez hahaha) asks! :D

send me some get to know me asks!

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

tired. writer. queer. worried. pets.

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

does writing count as my blog-hobby since it's what i use it for? hum. if not, then i pick that. writing is my fave hobby, always has been.

📝 last thing you wrote

technically, i've replied to this twice already, but let me gush about the 3rd of the 4 wips i was working on (since i've posted one since then hehe):

i'm working on a kid levihan fic that i've probably already mentioned to you before? a few themes included are: grief, friendship, anxiety, the passage of time, healing... and it was supposed to be short but i'm afraid it Will Not Be lmao

🔐 something no one would guess about you

i'm a plant killer. plants do not survive under my care, although i try my best. it's truly a tragedy.

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

HANGE ZOË. they need a hug, a lot of support, a psychologist, a hot cocoa, a non-risky but action-filled job, a fuckton of love… and i want to give them every single thing on that list!! also, i wanna travel with them because i think they would be the best (most positive and enthusiastic, at least) travel buddy. and i'm a little bit in love with them, too. icymi (it being my entire blog)

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important?

a sweater my sister gave me five years ago. it's important bc she made it herself, because it's soft as fuck, and because it's my fave color and it makes my eyes pop in mrs krikkit's very unbiased opinion!

alors meuf, pour les pendranièvre fics, j'en ai pas vu des masses, mais ça fait un bail que j'ai pas cherché (genre depuis la sortie du film je pense ?). par contre, je te conseille ce blog si tu veux, y a du fanart et du meta sur eux, c'est très sympatoche

[tanaisokay]

☀️ ~ Hello There ~ ☀️

Nice to meet'cha! I'm Tana!

✌️✨ and I am just a mediocre writer ✨✌️

With the fall of twithole, I have made my home in the wonderful world of bsky 🦋 - However! - I am wanting to expand my reach back into Tumblr as well. I more than likely won't use it as much, but I am going to try.

I am a very tired lady that tries to see everything as a good time and I never try to take anything too seriously. I can be very sarcastic, so in turn, please never take anything I say too seriously... Unless I'm going on about History and I apologize ahead of time for the way my mind word vomits information. I am also a firm believer that: 👏ALL👏CONTENT👏IS👏GOOD👏CONTENT👏. So regardless of my stances, I appreciate a lot of fandom content.

Disclaimer; I am just a writer and that's all I will be. I am not one to really interact in terms of OC roleplays or story building, because I can be very overbearing and in people's face with my ideas. That has caused a lot of tension and I have lost friendships over it. So, I wish for that to not repeat. ☺️ I have also pulled away from interacting overall because my opinions are strong and I don't wish to interject on anyone's own world. However, if I do interact, I expect nothing in return. I have been gotten negative backlash & exclusion over past attempts to be friends with fandom peeps (in all fandoms btw). This is because as just a writer, me interacting with artists is seen as looking for freebies or leeching. Um, no. I don't need freebies. I spend my own money on artwork I want from artists, I don't need people to give me things. While I am very grateful and always cherish pieces given to me as gifts, that has never been my intention with making friendships nor will it ever be.

The disclaimer comes off harsh, I know, except at this point - I'm not taking my chances. I am going to take the time to explain my stance when it comes to stuff like this, so people understand that my boundaries are as such.

Always have been & always will be~✌️😋

Socials:

🦋 | ✖️ | 💚 | Discord: Tanaela

Important Tags:

#Hogwarts Legacy | #Aster Button | #Julia Rose Taylor | #my writing | #my coms

💚 Get to Know Me 💚

Credit for the questions down below go to @xxsabitoxx

❤️ how tall are you?

5'9 ft or 175cm 🧍‍♀️

🧡 what is your sexuality?

🩷💛🩵 Pan

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

My green eyes ~

💚 where are you from?

New England, USA - Born, Raised and Stuck 🫶

🩵 do you have any pets?

Recently adopted a 6m kitten that I named Junebug 🪲

💙 do you have any siblings?

One younger brother! He's getting married next year ~ ☺️

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

Patient, Outgoing, Magnetic, Daydreamer, Tired

🩷 dream job?

Entomologist 🪲🐝🐞🕷️🦋🐜🐛🐌

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🔥DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS🔥, Video Games & Writing

🎂 when is your birthday?

July 10th

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

☀️ Cancer

🌑⬆️ Sagittarius

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🇬🇷 Greece! I traveled all over Greece when I was 25 for about a month, and the entire country is a second home of mine.

🎵 favorite artists

KREAM, Tycho, flor, Poppy, Ariana Grande and so many EDM artists that I can't possibly list them all.

🎧 last song you listened too

crystallized - Poppy

📝 last thing you wrote

Sub!Sebastian Sallow enjoying a beautiful shibari session with breathplay and tender aftercare.

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

Living until 30 🤷‍♀️

🍓 favorite food

🍝😋 Pasta!

🍊 favorite season?

🌳🌱🌺 Summer 🌻🍃🌿

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

Fix-it Fics - Death to the Author

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

My mind husband and OC, Lennick 💚

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

Utah, Hawaii, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Winnipeg CA, Quebec CA

AKA; any where my best friends are because I want to be with them.

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

Historically Accurate 🤓

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

Being booksmart so I could go into Sciences at college and be an entomologist 😵‍💫

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

When I was 11 years old! I've been writing since then and it's been a solid 21 years! 🤭

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

With my pigheaded mentality to fix everything and fill in the shitty plot holes that exist in video games & shows

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

More than likely my Free! fanfics from 2014/2015 on DeviantArt. I wrote Four Thousand Trains, Melody Relay One Shots & Paralyzed Water

🔍 what character(s) do you enjoy writing for the most

Aster Button (HL OC) - she is mostly a self insert, so her thoughts are my own. It's nice to have an outlet through her.

Julia Rose Taylor (Yu-Gi-Oh! OC) - My spitfire baby girl. She's fierce and loud. She is an angry side of me that doesn't take any shit and I love her for it.

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

Seto Kaiba (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters) - It's because fandom is very particular about Seto in general. It makes it hard to write him in a way that feel genuine because there's so many obstacles you have to weave through.

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

My Yu-Gi-Oh fics, to be honest.

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

Sebastian Sallow (Hogwarts Legacy) & Mokuba Kaiba (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters)

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

Varric Tethras (Dragon Age), Alexios (Assassins Creed Odyssey), Sebastian Sallow (Hogwarts Legacy), Mokuba Kaiba (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters)

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

Pathetic Masc!Sub x Gentle Fem!Dom, BDSM in general, Chastity, Orgasm/Touch Denial, Overstimulation, Sensory Deprivation, Shibari, Male Humiliation & REAL Aftercare 😚👌

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

I don't have fanfics, but I have best friends with the most amazing original characters with such indepth backgrounds, so I'm listing them~

Bestie Terri's Mavis/Vicki, Bestie Fam's Saoirse/Twi, Bestie EB's everything they create, Bestie Vig's Sybil/Henry/Hiro/Kazi, Bestie Chelsea's Whistle, Bestie Mo's Aaryn, Bestie Wisydora's Saya, Bestie Vivi's Yomi, Bestie Card's Val, Bestie Ellie's Iona, and so many fucking more...

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

University! Uni was so fucking hard and I hated every second of it. That was a pretty dark time in my life and I'm so glad I was able to push through it.

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters. It has gotten me through so many hardships. Plus, I was able to accept that I won't have children of my own and doing what I wanted in life. So I am able to project that want and need onto my son, Mokuba. While also able to create my own story that fulfills my want for family and strength.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ari ari ari!!! i am dropping by with a few things i find pretty bc april is so very pretty to me! 🍞🌻💭🌷☀️🫧✨🌱💗🍓 how are you?? i hope the month is lovely to you 🥺

i also come back with a curious sel question 🤓 a more technical writing one but, what is your anchor point to writing a character like satoru or suguru? what part of them do you like exploring and what quality of theirs stays the same to you across any universe you put them in? 🥺

sel sel sel!!!! my beloved!!!!! 🥺🥺 wahhhh i’m gently cradling all the gifts…. thank u……. i love april a bunch too!! it’s finally starting to get. occasionally sunny here 😭😭 so i’m happy!! i hope spring is treating you so so well <333 here are some fruits and fluffy cats for youuuu 🍊🍐🍓🍒🐈🐈‍⬛

I LOVE CURIOUS SEL QUESTIONS MORE THAN ANYTHING BTW….. this one was tough tho </3 i feel like there are so many sides to stsg as characters…. and i usually end up focusing on one particular aspect depending on which fic i’m writing :0 obv the type of au also affects a lot!! like how open they are ….. both of them are just soso closed off so if i want to write them being vulnerable it kinda has to be an established relationship 😭 and so on!!!

but !!! when it comes to what quality of theirs stays the same no matter the au …… hmmmm. hmhm. aside from their struggle to open up (which i think stays even in en established relationship!!), i’d probably go with…. softness for suguru, and maturity for satoru :3

when it comes to sugu i really do just think he’s such a softie :((( he has a bleeding heart and i feel like no matter what suguru i’m writing for, he’s bound to have that kind of tenderness towards the people he cherishes (even cult leader geto!! maybe even especially him)… so that’s something that always stays the same. even in scenarios where he’s excessively cruel there’s some kind of tenderness underneath. and i feel like that take is also supported by the manga, yk?? no matter the stage of his life, there’s always some kind of softness to be found (him buying haibara a drink even while he’s spiralling, raising nanamimi with evident care, laughing softly and tearing up when satoru’s about to kill him)…. i just love him T_T

but enough abt sugu!! sel i trust you to understand what i mean when i say maturity for someone as childish as satoru bc that’s also something that i see so clearly in how you write him!! that i love!!! he acts childish and silly and it’s not an act or anything, but there’s always that maturity underneath. i feel like sometimes it’s easy to forget but like…. satoru is just. so stable? he’s strong and dependable and as much as he struggles with his own emotions i think he’s very keen when it comes to others. he has the kind of maturity that’s easy to miss but rises to the surface when it’s needed…. like the moment things go south. there’s just smth very reassuring abt his presence!! :’3 and even when i write him more sillier or whinier i keep that in mind…. i also think that’s like. his biggest charm point. he takes care of you!!!

but !!!! with that being said >:33 i need to hear your own take on this sel 🎤🎤 how do you go about writing for gojo? what qualities do you keep in mind?? i need to know !!!!! <33

[hbyrde36]

WIP Weekend

I was tagged by @vthx, and also @tinytalkingtina last weekend. Thanks friends! 🥰🥰🥰

Make me write!

Rules: Send me an emoji in an ask, and I'll write 3 sentences from that WIP!

🏕 Midsummer Nights (Ch 4)

Yes chapter 4!! Because I finally finished chapter 3!!!🥳 it will be posted soon!

👻 Fuggi Regal Fantasima (Ch 3)

🌊 Caught in the Undertow (Ch 8)

💫Forever After (sequel one-shot to It's Only Forever)

(If you choose either of the below wips I'll write 3 sentences for it, and 3 for something else to share!)

🍐 Secret gift fic

🍸 ...and another secret gift fic

I should probably come up with code names for these at some point 🤣

A freshly written snippet just for the occasion from Fuggi Regal Fantasima:

“Is there any way to know for sure?” Eddie asked. “I guess we could check the journals, but—” “What journals?” Steve rubbed at the back of his neck, fighting off that old voice in his head that was screaming at him to leave it be. He shouldn’t even be thinking about those books, let alone talking about them. He had to remind himself that this time there was no one around to answer to. No one to stop him from learning his own history anymore.   “That grandfather I mentioned? He was sort-of the outlier of the family. Where he resented his abilities and avoided interacting with ghosts at all costs, the rest of the Harrington's embraced their gifts, documenting their experiences helping the dead in personal journals. There’s a box full of them in the attic, at least I hope it’s still there. I found it by accident once when I was little, when my mom sent me up there for some wreath my dad had forgotten to bring down for Christmas.” He paused for a moment, lost in the memory of that day. He remembered every detail. The musty smell of mold and mildew. The way dust swirled through the air as he padded across the attic floor on socked feet. How the unlabeled cardboard box would have completely escaped his attention if it hadn’t been for the young girl hiding behind it. She’d flickered like an aging light bulb, and though he could only see her from the nose up, there was something familiar about her eyes, so similar to his own when he looked at himself in the mirror.  “Steve?”

No pressure tags: @pearynice, @penny00dreadful, @sidekick-hero, @thisusernameisunavailable01 @hitlikehammers

@steddiecameraroll @sourw0lfs @hairstevington @kikidoesfanfic @kirihana

[beck-a-leck]

For the Farming Sim game, I'd like to know: 🍋, 🍅 , 🍐, and 🍉!

Farm Sim Asks!

Thanks for playing!

Lemon 🍋 - Least favorite character

You know... I don't know if I have a Least Favorite character. My experience with the HM/SoS games is they tend to not make unlikable characters (or at least hatable ones). I know there is like, one exception with Allan (i think) from ANB, but I never played far enough to get to him so I have no real opinion on him.

Any other character I might dislike I low key forget they exist until I come across them mostly because they tend to be boring and forgetable.

I guess if I had to pick a character I am familiar with and dislike, it would be Rick from FoMT. But even then, I'm fully aware that Rick isn't a Bad Guy or a bad character. I know his implied background and I can see how everything he has gone through and is going through makes him the way he is. But also, he's a mean older brother and he's needlessly rude and petty about Kai. Like, I will just start a new game, talk to Rick once and then the next day he's opening a conversation with "I like everyone in this town except Kai" and proceeds to talk shit about a person I haven't even met. Like. He's digging for a chance to vent and tell you how much he hates the guy his sister has a crush on, he wants to stir up the drama and ensure you are On His Side, and I can't stand people like that. Don't bring up shit I didn't ask about when it's something bad about someone else.

Tomato 🍅 - Favorite and least favorite festival?

If I have to pick a single favorite, I'm gonna say it's the Tomato Festival from Back to Nature. I absolutely loved the mini game that came with it while you chucked tomatoes at others. It was so much fun for me.

In general I tend to like the festivals that are mini games, it gives me something to look forward to and breaks up the routine a little bit.

For least favorite festivals... I don't think I have one specifically. In general I'm not super fond of the 'gift giving' types of festivals, where I have to make a specific kind of thing and give it to people, because often early in the games I don't have the materials/ability to participate, and I hate feeling like I'm missing out. Add to that I kinda hate having to go out of my way to hunt everybody down to give them a flower or cookies or whatever (or hang around my farm all day to make sure I'm there every time someone shows up to get something) is a Huge disruption to my schedule and I end up getting nothing done those days that I want to. But even then, I don't hate those kids of festivals, they're just inconvenient.

Pear 🍐 - Favorite rival pairing (Canon or non-canon)?

Oh, i did answer this one on the fanfic side blog, but I can always come up with more ships I like.

To paraphrase, I'm a very fluid shipper, so I can and will ship anyone and everyone if someone makes a compelling argument for them, or I tend to default to the canon pairings.

But a non-canon rival ship I've always liked is Siluka/Kasumi from 3oT. I think the two of them would be the chillest girlfriends together.

Watermelon 🍉 - Favorite rare pair?

I mean. Hands down, gotta be Hector/Holly lmao. It's my little rowboat, but I will drag as many people on board as possible. I honestly think I've written about 90% of the stuff for them, and the rest I either requested or was a gift exchange fic so...

I am the captain of this ship.

[hbyrde36]

Happy (almost) weekend!

The holidays and holiday travel are over and I'm so ready to get back into things!

Send me an emoji, and I'll write and share three sentences from that fic✨

🏕 Midsummer Nights (Ch 3)

👻 Fuggi Regal Fantasima (Ch 3)

🌊 Caught in the Undertow (Ch 8)

💫Forever After (sequel one-shot to It's Only Forever)

🍐 Secret gift fic (If you choose this one I'll write 3 sentences for it, and 3 for something else to share!)

Snippet From 🌊 :

“I’m losing my mind, Robin.” Steve groaned, slumping in his seat on the other side of the booth. It felt a little strange leaving Eddie alone back at the house after he’d talked about leaving this morning, only to be guilt tripped into staying. Steve was furious with himself for slipping like that, for not being able to hold it in and just let Eddie go, but he couldn’t pretend he wasn’t relieved that the other boy had changed his mind. Mostly relieved. “That's a little dramatic,” Robin said around a mouthful of bacon cheeseburger. “I think Eddie’s rubbing off on you.” Steve cut her a hard glare. If she only knew. “That’s kinda the problem.” “Ew,” she mumbled, before setting her food back down and pushing the plate away. Steve rolled his eyes. “I'm serious!” “Again, ew, but tell me more.”

No pressure tags 💜: @penny00dreadful @pearynice @sidekick-hero @firefly-party @dreamwatch

@devondespresso @shares-a-vest @sourw0lfs @vthx @tinytalkingtina

[hbyrde36]

Tagged most recently by @hitlikehammers, and last weekend by @tinytalkingtina thanks friends! 💜💜💜

Rules: Send me an emoji in an ask, and I'll write & share 3 sentences for that WIP!

Here's what I'm working on this week/weekend:

🏕 Midsummer Nights (Ch 4)

👻 Fuggi Regal Fantasima (Ch4)

🌊 Caught in the Undertow (Ch 10 - final! 😱)

🍐 - Y___ D_____ I_ N_____ (gift fic! 🤫 this one is hush hush, so if you choose this fic, I'll write for it and for another to share. Help me complete it in time to give to the birthday girl!)

From Caught in the Undertow Ch 9:

Eddie slept straight through the rest of that night, and the morning, not waking until late in the afternoon, a testament to how tired he truly was. Mercifully, he had no nightmares, but he did dream, which might have been worse. Vision after exquisite vision of Steve in all manners of undress had haunted him as he dozed, and he woke with a deep agonizing ache in his chest. 

The temptation to fall back on old habits was there in the back of his mind. The urge to numb himself with booze or weed or both, but even as he considered it, he realized he was sick of being a disappointment. 

To Wayne, to Steve, to Dustin and the others. 

To himself.

And he’d been doing so well. Admittedly, he’d been making the effort mostly for Steve, and succeeded up till now only because the other boy was there for him, supporting him, caring for him every step of the way. 

Maybe now it was time to try and be better for his own sake.

No pressure tags 💜: @pearynice @penny00dreadful @sidekick-hero @steddiecameraroll @devondespresso

@vthx @little-annie @rocknrollsalad @kikidoesfanfic @withacapitalp

[hssrarepairs]

THANK YOU EVERYONE 💗

HSS Rare Pairs 2024 is over. We are so thankful to everyone who participated: our creators, readers, commenters, pinch-hitters, proof-readers, beta readers, cheerleaders, tag-checkers, and beyond!! We had a total of 87 participants create 178 works, which is actually an insane number when you think about it. Here are some STATS if you're curious about the breakdown of works!

Special thanks to @venom0usbarbie for the fabulous graphics and charts, @schmem14 and @emilyrickman for being master tag-checkers, and @bronwenackeley and @nanneramma for their unwavering support during this massive undertaking.

HSS will be taking a break for 2025, but we will be back in 2026!! If you're looking for more rare pairs, check out our sister fest @hprarepairfest which will run in 2025. The HP Rare Pairs Discord Server is also open all year long with rare pair events and fellow rare pair enthusiasts just hanging out.

So, thank you everyone. We love you and we will see you all soon 😘

Happy rare pairs, Lani (@lumosatnight) for the HSS Mods 🍐

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Masterlist 1: Creative Mediums

Masterlist 2: Femslash & Poly Fic

Masterlist 3: Gen & Het Fic

Masterlist 4: Slash Fic

View all gifts on AO3 ✨

[issdisgrace]

No pressure to do this, @miguel-owhora @rodolfoparras @lieutnt

❤️how tall are you? 5’6

🧡what is your sexuality? Gay

💛what is your favorite feature on yourself? Idk

💚 where are you from? Central New York

🩵do you have any pets? 1 pitbull, 2 rats, 1 leopard gecko, 4 cats

💙do you have any siblings? 3 older sisters

💜describe yourself in five words or less! Smart but stupid

🩷dream job? No clue I just going with flow

🖤favorite hobbies outside of your blog. Reading, writing, learning random ass facts

🎂when is your birthday? June

🌙your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising) Cancer sun can’t remember the rest

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings. I have 20 piercings and I’m saving up to get tattoos

🚗can you drive? Yes

✈️favorite place you've traveled. I don’t travel

🎤have you been to a concert. I’ve been to 3

🎵favorite artists. Suicide Boys, Gizmo, Ghostmane, City Morgue, Linkin Park, Disturbed, Muderdolla, and Insane Clown Posse

🎧last song you listened too. The Juggla by Insane Clown Posse

📺last show you watched. Beat Bobby Flay

📝last thing you wrote. Idk

🔒something no one would guess about you. That I love westerns.

🔥craziest thing that's ever happened to you. Idk done a lot of crazy stupid shit

🍓favorite food. A good burger

🍅least favorite food. Eggplant, brussels sprouts, and pork chops.

🍊favorite season? Fall

🍋favorite genre to read / watch / write. To read literary fiction, to watch horror, and to write smut.

🍐if you could make one character real, who would it be. Jason Todd

🫐some place you'd love to visit. Cairo, Egypt

🍇a word your friends would use to describe you. Funny

🍒do what is your earliest memory. Getting my first bunny Jake

🍌what is one talent you wish you had. Speaking multiple languages fluently

💌why did you start this blog? It was Covid and I needed something to do

✏️when did you start writing fanfic. 2022 but I used to write before that just never posted it

🖇️what are your favorite asks to answer. Idk

📚how do you come up with the fics you write. Pull it out of my ass, get inspired by some else’s work, or use a prompt

📌what is the fic you're know for. Idk

🔍what character do you enjoy writing for the most. I love writing for all my characters.

🖊️what character do you not enjoy writing for. None because i only write for characters I enjoy writing

💔is there a fic you wish you didn't write. No

❤️‍🔥what character do you simp for most often. A lot, I’m always simping

🧚‍♀️favorite characters of all time. Idk

🌝a show you would recommend to anyone. True Detective, it’s an anthology show meaning each season follows different people. Also don’t watch season 2 it’s ass.

🌚a show you'd tell people to stay away from. None

🌹favorite kinks to write for. Puppy play, feminization, breeding

🥀kinks you would never write for. Scat and a couple others I can’t think off of the top my head

🌊a kink you would like to write but you think you'd be judged. None

❄️full fics, imagines or head canons. It depends on my mood.

☂️your favorite fanfic from another writer. Anything dealing with Price from rodolfoparras

🍄what is something that's happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change? Nothing

⭐️what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you? Idk

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you've successfully overcome? A couple of really bad depressive episodes that were back to back.

🌺what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important. A case of my favorite energy drinks because it told me they paid attention.

🍀what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you? Laramie because I grew up watching it with my great grandma and it reminds me of her and I loved her a lot. (She’s still alive btw)

Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you?

🧡 what is your sexuality?

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

💚 where are you from?

🩵 do you have any pets?

💙 do you have any siblings?

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🎂 when is your birthday?

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

🚗 can you drive?

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🎤 have you been to a concert

🎵 favorite artists

🎧 last song you listened too

📺 last show you watched

📝 last thing you wrote

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

🍒 what is your earliest memory

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💌 why did you start this blog?

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

🥀 kinks you would never write for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

[hssrarepairs]

❄️🎄 Masterlist 1 🎄❄️

The masterlist for Creative Mediums other than fic that were gifted through the exchange. We had so may wonderful mediums submitted including: art, craft, remix art, audio, translation, meta, and other writing. For more works, check out the other fest masterlists!

Masterlist 1: Creative Mediums

Masterlist 2: Femslash & Poly Fic

Masterlist 3: Gen & Het Fic

Masterlist 4: Slash Fic

View all gifts on AO3

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CREATIVE MEDIUMS

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✨ DIGITAL ART ✨

🎁 ART: between you by @knotsnuffles / objectlesson (Sirius/Harry/Severus, T, Digital)

🎁 ART: Fuck. Babe. by @phantomgrimalkin / phantomgrimalkin (Neville/Charlie, E, Digital)

🎁 ART: Hug Him Back by @siobhanhazel / SiobhanHazel (Sirius/Severus, G, Digital)

🎁 COMIC: Kiss Me if You Can by @sillylittlebeans / sillybeans (Cedric/Harry, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: Messy Eater by @holliday-inn / Holliday_inn (Alice/Narcissa, E, Digital)

🎁 ART: Mine by @jadedandconfusedao3 / JadedandConfused (Hermione/Tom, M, Digital)

🎁 COMIC: Scared, Captain? by Anonymous (Gwenog/Ginny, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: School's Sweethearts by @stazvlt / shiaya (Hermione/Theodore, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: Slice of a Special Season by @burdenedwithpointlesspurpose / BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose (Remus/Severus, T, Digital)

🎁 COMIC: So... Thank You by @sillylittlebeans / sillybeans (Harry/Bill, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: Three Hearts, One Home by @digthewriter / digthewriter (Hermione/Pansy/Ginny, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: treasure by @starsanddiamond / StarsAndDiamond (Fleur/Angelina, M, Digital)

🎁 ART: Ursa Major / Ursa Minor by @holliday-inn / Holliday_inn (Bellatrix & Luna, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: Victory Kiss by @digthewriter / digthewriter (Viktor/Ron, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: Weasley is Our King by @knotsnuffles / objectlesson (Draco/Ron, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: What in Merlin's Name is That by @stazvlt / shiaya (Lucius/Arthur, G, Digital)

🎁 ART: Why i love thee? by @stazvlt / shiaya (Regulus/Remus, G, Digital)

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✨ ART & WRITING COMBOS ✨

🎁 ART + FIC: I just want you to know who I am by Anonymous (Sirius/Severus, T, Calligraphy, Photography, Digital Art, 210 words)

🎁 COMIC + POETRY: Light of my life by @trueliarose / Trueliarose (Minerva/Poppy, T, Digital Comic, 70 words)

🎁 ART + FIC: Lunch? by @zoomiezoomie / ZoomieZoomie324 (Remus/Severus, T, Digital Art, 240 words)

🎁 ART + POETRY: Remnants of a Spotless Mind by @jadedandconfusedao3 / JadedandConfused (Helena/Salazar, M, Digital Art, 50 words)

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✨ CRAFTS ✨

🎁 SCULPTURE: Lazy Sunday by @elisedonut / elisedonut (Percy/Oliver, G, Polymer Clay)

🎁 FANBINDING: Lover’s Leap by DrPansyParkinson by @anaxandria-writes / Anaxandria (Neville/Pansy, G, Chiyogami endpapers, Marigold lokta paper)

🎁 CROCHET: Meet Me Outside by @sugareey-makes-stuff / sugareey (Marcus/Oliver, T, Yarn and stuffing)

🎁 EMBROIDERY: so sweetly by @emilyrickman / AlihotsyTotsy (Neville/Pansy, G, Felt and embroidery floss)

🎁 DIORAMA: Solace in a Star by @apricitydays-lazynights / Apricitydays (Regulus & Scorpius, G, Mixed Materials)

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✨ MOODBOARDS & BANNERS ✨

🎁 MOODBOARD: But First, Coffee by @pennygalleon / pennygalleon (Sirius/Lily, G, Digital)

🎁 MOODBOARD: Frame Job by @ultramarineorchid / UltramarineOrchid (Rosmerta/Severus, G, Digital)

🎁 MOODBOARD: green (like her) by @miss-grimwood / miss_grimwood (Bellatrix/Nagini, T, Digital)

🎁 BANNER: Greenteeth by Schmem_14 by @lumosatnight / lumosatnight (Pansy/Ginny, M, Digital)

🎁 MOODBOARD: oh love by @mrsprobie / mrsprobie (Luna/Harry, G, Digital)

🎁 MOODBOARD: take of my fruit by AlihotsyTotsy by @lumosatnight / lumosatnight (Narcissa/Ron, M, Digital)

🎁 MOODBOARD: Yule Ball by @obscurewriter05 / ayanadailey (Hermione/Tom, G, Digital)

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✨ AUDIO WORKS ✨

🎁 FIC + PODFIC: Breaking News: Denial is not just a river in Egypt by @wretchedanddivinee / wretchedanddivine (Sirius/Severus, M, 1.1k words, 6:07 min)

🎁 PODFIC: Luna and the Hippogriff by flags_fiend by @emilyrickman / AlihotsyTotsy (Luna/Draco, T, 8:37 min)

🎁 PODFIC: my cold, dead heart still beats for you by @wilfriede / wilfriede0815 (John/Daphne, M, 13:33 min)

🎁 PODFIC: Respectfully by @elisedonut / elisedonut (Daphne/Harry, T, 8:41 min)

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✨ TRANSLATIONS ✨

🎁 ENGLISH: A Christmas Gift by armassy (Lucius/Harry/Severus, E, 7.3k words)

🎁 DUTCH: Chromatische Afwijkingen by @elvira-kamgut / Elvira_Kamgut (Astoria/Ginny, M, 9.2k words)

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✨ META & OTHER WRITING ✨

🎁 SHIP MANIFESTO: Moonwater & Rosekiller by @phantomgrimalkin / phantomgrimalkin (Regulus/Remus, Barty/Evan, T, 4.8k words)

🎁 FIC RECIPE: A recipe for Blackbones by @miss-grimwood / miss_grimwood (Amelia/Bellatrix, T, 210 words)

🎁 POETRY: Should Have Known Better by @herochicklyrrie007 / herochick007 (Hermione/Abraxas, T, 700 words)

🎁 GUESSING GAME: What's that ship? by @lumosatnight / lumosatnight (Surprise, G, Ship Guessing Game)

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[hbyrde36]

🍐

Thank uuuuuu! gift fic is starting to take shape!

Here's a bit of Midsummer Nights Ch 3:

More snippets here #summercampfic

Eddie shook his head, eyes still wide and angry as his lips fell into a tight thin line. With an air of confidence he absolutely didn’t feel Steve took down the first sapling, bending down slowly while popping his ass out, trying to make a show of it all as best he could. It wasn’t until he was half way through the row that he finally chanced a look back to see if Eddie was taking the bait, only to find the other boy was paying him less than no mind, and was more than a dozen yards away heading down the dirt road that led to the closest set of port-o-potties.

Make me write!

[hbyrde36]

🍐 Secret gift fic - new fic PLUS bonus story. How can I resist?

Your ask got me to write the intro to my gift fic! TYSM 🥰

Here's a bit more of Forever After for you in exchange, continued from here

A giggle bubbled up out of Steve’s throat, quickly becoming a full-on chuckle that shook his whole body. Eventually he began to laugh so hard that tears streamed from the corners of his eyes and he pitched sideways, sinking back into their plush mattress. Eddie gave him a sidelong look, waiting for him to calm down some, only slightly worried that he’d finally broken his poor beautiful boyfriend. “Okay i’ll grant you it would be funny to see Argyle all done up as a priest but i’m not sure the visual is worth these hysterics.”

It's Only Forever - AO3

Make me write!