#gods cross

[its-reddie123]

God's cross

Chapter 2

Content warnings: lots of potential triggers such as homophobic language and actions and references to self harm and suicide and torture and institutional abuse

AN- this is based heavily on the film 'the miseducation of Cameron post' and wrote this ages ago before seeing the whole film, it is a bit heavy but doesnt actually go super into anything, figured i may as well upload the rest even though its been years lol, see chapter 1 here:

“And so I said look Greta if your interested your going to have to actually fucking kiss me otherwise this is a no go, and she said she couldn’t do that, can you believe that shit?” Beverly was immersed in telling Stan about her and Greta when Richie returned but Beverly barely noticed and continued her discussion

“I mean I can bev, the point of this place is not to be gay” Stan said giggling and whispering the last part even though the cafeteria was mostly empty now.

“Stanley this is not a laughing matter Beverly’s love life is the highest of importance” Richie added

This just made Stan laugh more Beverly was laughing now too and soon they were all roaring with laughter. Then a matron came over telling them to stop and took Stan away and Beverly and Richie proceeded to go bunk prayer group together.

*

Later that day Richie went to the communal showers. It had been a long hot day and he desperately needed to wash before bed. When entering it was apparent straight away something was wrong , the room was full of steam the heat hitting Richie like a wall. Then he heard the sobbing at first he couldn’t hear it properly over the shower that was pumping out all the hot water and it just sounded like small whimpers but as he drew closer it was clear they were huge ragged sobs. When he rounded the corner it made horrific sense, Eddie was curled up into a ball on the floor crying uncontrollably his legs and arms a bright red, painfully burnt from the hot water. He sat there letting the water hit his red back , Richie ran over to the shower turning it off

“Fuck fuck fuck” Richie ran over to Eddie wrapping him in a towel.

Eddie just sat there, tears still falling down his face as Richie sat down opposite “What the fuck were you thinking?”

Eddie looked down to the floor

“Was this about what happened earlier? You are clean Eddie your the cleanest I have ever seen a person, ever I promise you were never dirty in the first place”

Eddie looked up at him with round eyes, as these were exactly the words he had wanted to hear for such a long time.

“You mean it?”

“Yeah I do” he nodded “so this is because we kissed?” Richie asked tentatively, Eddie dropped his head down again.

“Yeah I guess, I don’t know, I shouldn’t have done what I did it was wrong, very wrong”

Richie felt his heart jolt just seeing someone so torn up like Eddie was, he wanted to protect him but didn’t know what to say

“Did Bev tell you about me?” Eddie asked still looking at the floor

“I may have made enquiries yes, about the pretty boy who kept starring at me”

“Does she hate me?”

“No but you really hurt her, I don’t think she hates you though, she just didn’t like you left her all alone”

“Would she forgive me?”

“I don’t know, probably” Richie had edged slightly closer and was twiddling Eddies damp hair between his fingers. Very slowly Eddie moved his head to lay it against Richie’s shoulder leaning in towards his neck, Eddies hot breathe against Richie’s neck sent shivers down his spine.

“You know I don’t actually know your name” Eddie whispered into Richie’s neck

“Richie” he whispered back, wrapping his arms around Eddie pulling him closer. They sat like that for what felt like hours on the wet shower floor. Richie never did get round to washing that night.

*

Things were looking up despite the dire circumstances, Stan was now a fully active member of their group and had began joining the two in their little trips to the sports shed after dark. They would sit up and talk about everything and nothing which became their own kind of counter therapy.

Eddie hadn’t approached Richie again since that night in the showers and had said he needed some time, and Richie didn’t want to impose so he left him be. This was until one Saturday about a month into Richie’s time at the camp, he knew he hadn’t seen the worst of the place as he’d been complicit with basically all the demands. He heard things about those who weren’t so compliant with the programme so he continuously avoided the urge to get up and punch all of them in the face. What they said was always so wrong “diseased” , “disgusting” , “dead inside” it made him so angry having to listen to that bullshit every day in and out, he’d had got to the stage of clenching his fists during the sessions so hard he had started to scar the inside of his hands with his nails. This is how he ended up seeing Eddie again.

Eddie was on his way to lunch crossing the deserted court yard. He was thinking about Richie like how his dark curls hit his forehead, how his brown eyes shon through his glasses the freckles on his face and his lips...a sudden flash of green crossed his vision followed by a loud *SMASH*. Eddie hesitantly went round the corner the plant had came flying from finding Richie kicking an old wooden bench into splinters while swearing repeatedly under his breath , His face red and frustrated.

“Hey, are you okay?” Eddie asked nervous, he hadn’t really seen someone this angry before.

Richie stopped in his tracks a little when he realised it was Eddie “I’m fine” he walked away crossing the field, Eddie following him

“I wanna talk to you”

“Not now I... I don’t want to hurt you or anything so just walk away Eddie”

“No”

“Walk away!”

“I have already had enough hurt for a life time I’m sure you couldn’t possibly do anything that’s worse” the hot mid day sun was beat down on their backs

“I really like you Richie!” Eddie shouted as Richie began to get further away “do you know how hard it is for me to say that! You gotta help me I can’t do this on my own and neither can you, tell me what’s wrong, please” Richie stopped and turned around

“I’m just sick of feeling disgusted with myself” Richie said turning around his fists clenched avoiding eddies eyes. Eddie began closing the distance between them until they were almost face to face

“So am I, but if we were...” he was cut off as Richie suddenly took Eddies face in his hands connecting their desperate mouths while Eddie grasped his hands around Richie’s neck to close the last bit of distance between the two. Richie pulled away quickly

“Not here”

“Yeah, I know a place” Eddie said raising his eyebrows and taking Richie’s large calloused hand in his smaller one entwining their fingers.

*

“Hey bev?”

“What do you want?”

“Can we talk?” Eddie sat down next to her in the empty library.

“About what?” She said eyeing him with caution

“I wanted to say sorry, I know I can’t fix it I cant really justify what I did either just know I was in a really dark place I couldn’t... see you because then might have sent me back, they still could send me back”

“But back where, Eddie? What happened? Why did you say those things” Bev said tears beginning to brim in her eyes

“It was like torture, I didn’t know how long I was going to be down there when I would see the light of day again, they broke me put me back together in the wrong way, I don’t really... can’t really go into the details” Eddie drew in a shaky breathe tears beginning to fall down his face

“I said it because I wanted them to know I was like how I was before that I really had changed, but I haven’t Bev and I don’t know what to do” Eddie then broke down completely and Beverly brought him into a strong hug.

“Is this about you and Richie?” She asked pulling away and using her thumb to brush away stray tears on his now shocked face.

“How did you know?”

“I’m not dumb, I’ve seen it several times where you two leave at the same time to go to ‘the toilets’” she said with air quotes

Eddie smiled his cheeks turning a dusty red.

“Yeah but it’s not all about... that, I really really like him “

“Do you love him?” Beverly grinned

“To be honest I think I am falling for him it’s terrifying thing not just because I’m worried he doesn’t feel the same but because I know it’s all wrong there’s this voice that keeps telling me it’s wrong Bev that’s what I was talking about before I don’t know what to do” more tears traced down his face.

“It’s how you feel Eddie it’s not wrong, we’ll figure this out I promise” she smiled solemnly

*

“Hey Richie, Bev she’s in trouble” Stan ran up to him as Richie was about to enter the dining hall,

“Shit what is it?”

“Greta and her started a shouting match in the middle of cafeteria and then Greta started beating her up”

Richie didn’t need to hear anymore he ran through to medium sized hall scanning the room. Eddie was by his side almost instantly as Richie’s eyes landed on the the two girls who were surrounded by seemingly every fucking teenager there was in the camp the majority egging the two girls on.

They were on the floor rolling about, screeching, pulling hair, punching. Beverly seemed to be holding her own but she did have a bloody nose and red marks all up her arm. Richie was first to push through the crowd surrounding them girls and tried pulling away Greta only to receive and elbow right to the nose. He stumbled back stan and Eddie holding him up but before anymore of them could even attempt to intervene suddenly another figure was pushing through the crowd, one of the matrons. She pulled Beverly away by the arms as she resisted kicking and screaming but the matron was unfazed

“She tried to touch me miss!” Greta shouted standing up with her fair share of cuts and bruises

“Oh fuck off greta! you fucking BITCH!!” Beverly shouted still struggling as to no prevail to get away from the matron.

The three boys watched helplessly as their friend was dragged away

“Fuck it” Stan said running after her

“No don’t! it’s no use Stan!” Eddie shouted but it was too late he had already rounded the corner

*

Beverly and Stan weren’t seen for another three days. Richie had gone into complete lock down making sure Eddie kept close by him, they sat together in the food hall only showing any affection after dark when they both snuck out to see each other in the old garage Eddie had shown him, Richie was not having them taking any chances.

“I don’t know how you like me” Eddie said cutting through the silence

“What do you mean? How could I not? You’re my Eddie spaghetti” Richie said tousling eddies hair while pulling him closer on their makeshift bed of old blankets and pillows.

“I’m so gross and like slimy sometimes I feel like one of those ugly goblins you have in fairy stories”

“Shut up! your gorgeous”

“No”

“Yes”

“No”

“Yes, an infinite times yes”

“Damn I can’t argue with that”

Richie pulled him closer into a kiss, the whole world dropping away, he loved when it was just them

“It’s getting late I don’t wanna get caught” Eddie said looking at his watch

“Nooooo 5 more minutes” Richie said as he clung to Eddie kissing his neck

“Ah why are you like this?” Eddie said giggling and struggling to free himself from Richie who was now blowing raspberries into his neck

They crept back to the dorms and Richie waved goodbye and started closing his door when he saw the matron grab Eddie by the collar

“What are you doing sneaking out of bed?! Trying to sleep with other boys again?! We shall be having none of that from you” she screeched whilst quickly dragging him away by the collar before Richie could even begin to protest

Neither of them slept that night

[lunarwednesday]

Kindly Miquella... I see you've thrown away... Something you should not have... Under any circumstances.

[o3o-lapd-o3o]

after six hundred strike

*odysseus and poseidon are both still on the rocks in the middle of the sea*

odysseus: ok, let's just agree to both say we're sorry

odysseus: on the count of three

odysseus: one..two..three

poseidon:

odysseus:

odysseus: see, now i'm just disappointed in the both of us

[hinamie]

sry i have chronic only draws megumi disorder the doctor said it's terminal :/

[forgetful-nerd]

The real reason we’ll never get another Turtles Forever is because if these three met then they would absolutely destroy everything in their paths.

Also they’d verbally eradicate any villain’s self esteem in like 10 seconds.

[mobius-m-mobius]

#the Nowhere Man who waits and the God of Stories who watches

[bixels]

In the past, people in the Animal Crossing community would make fun of Tom Nook as a sleazy landlord. Since then, he's really rehabilitated his image as this 'heart of gold' businessman (he's the one who puts bells and furniture in trees for you to find! he adopted orphans! he donates to charity!), but New Horizons genuinely paints the most devious version of him.

He's successfully privatized settler colonialism: you pay HIM to move to a "deserted island" (which apparently the oceans in the AC world are just full of) and start a colony that he is directly invested in. At best he's running a weird vacation package scam (you arrive on the island with no money and in debt for "using his services"). At worst, he's using you to set up company towns. For god's sake, he literally has his own fake currency that he forces you to use to pay off your debt. But don't worry, he's repackaged it in a way that definitely doesn't sound like an MLM scam: the Nook Mileage Program!

You're no longer just his tenant or his temporary part-timer, you're his business lackey. The entire tutorial section of the game has you spending actual weeks running around completing tasks and doing hard labor to set up his colony. You're even tasked with preparing his properties and finding buyers for them. No, you aren't a tenant anymore. You work for the landlord. You are directly responsible for finding tenants for him. And he doesn't even fucking pay you. Not for setting up town hall and museum, or his nephew's shop –– which is the ONLY store on the entire island that sells necessities –– or bringing KK Slider to town, or helping populate his town. Not a single cent. No, actually, you have to pay HIM to BUY infrastructure like bridges and stairs and park benches. And all the while, he's telling you're the "resident representative"; you get to call the shots! That the reward is the community's progress. That what you're doing is in everyone's best interest (but most importantly, his).

Since NH's release, people have done a lot of legwork to say that Tom Nook isn't a capitalist while the game shows him at his very worst. He owns the only general store in town. You're forced to use a phone that he modified and branded as his own. Buy Nook-branded furniture and merchandise at the self-serve kiosk in the town hall, a governmental building! There's no conflict of interest here!

But hey, if you're tired of being the landlord/business mogul's goon, you can also find work as a deluxe resort home designer for a company that also pays you in their special company currency that can only be used to buy their products instead of a real salary! Because that's what the Animal Crossing franchise needs! More vacation homes!!!

[eriochromatic]

cross guild poster redraw but with colors inspired by the new ep! 😤😤😤

[shouyuus]

something about vi being a naturally touchy person.

she needs to be touching you constantly, always just a hand on your thigh when you're sitting together, an ankle hooked over yours when you're lounging in bed, her arms linked around your waist when you're in the kitchen, her chin hooked over your shoulder. when you're not there, it's fine, but when you are, there's not a second where she's not brushing up against you, a palm at the small of your back, reaching up to brush your cheek, to tug you closer to her by the waistband of your skirt.

at the bar, laughing with a rowdy group of friends, but she's got you slotted between her legs, her hand cupped round your hip, thumb teasing at the skin just beneath your shirt. and it's not like she's trying for anything either, she just likes the contact, likes to have you close, likes the weight of you near her, the smell of your skin, the rumbling echoes of your laughter when you lean against her chest, or casually soften into her one-armed embrace.

sure, you get teased for all the pda sometimes but it's not like anyone can get a word in edgewise with vi around. all it takes is a single tick of her eyebrow for whoever's making the joke to throw up their hands and take half a step back, claiming that they didn't mean anything by it.

"not like i blame you for bein' jealous though," vi says, smirking as she leans back against the bar counter, her free hand tossing back the rest of her drink, smacking her lips as she pulls you into her just a little bit tighter. you turn your head, blissfully unaware of the potential contentious encounter happening right behind your back, but vi only smiles, her whole face softening as you shoot her a questioning look.

"it's nothin' sweetness. just..." she glances back at the friend who'd made the comment, your eyes following the trajectory of her gaze, "just a little friendly banter," she says, tugging your chin towards her till your eyes slip back to focus on her face, her other hand still drawing circles against your hip bone with her thumb, "nothing for you to worry your pretty little head over."

she presses a kiss to your lips, purposefully licking into your mouth so that you pull away panting, lashes fluttering, pupils blown dark in the dim rowdiness of the bar.

"mm," she hums, cocking her head as she watches the way your eyes jump back down to her lips, the color high in your cheeks, your fingers fisting in the front of her tanktop, "or maybe we can call it a night, yeah? go home and..." she shoots a furtive, vindictive look at the friend who'd made the off-handed comment; he looks away, frowning even as vi looks back at you, her voice raising in volume as she says, "get handsy where people can't see, hm?"

[thestrongestjewel]

c'mon boy, show off (animation practice huehh)

cross belongs to Jael peñazola!

[potato-lord-but-not]

what do you pray to?

or alternatively: Oscar sees John for the person he is and John gets to be forgiven

[darkmuffinstudios]

I love hole dwelling a normal amount

[elizakai]

CHATTT WE’VE WONNN🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

[markgraysons1girlfriend]

I HATE WHEN PEOPLE WRITE THINGS LIKE “You tied your long, straight hair into a ponytail” bro I am BLACK I DO NOT HAVE STRAIGHT HAIR!!! AND ALSO “Your face turned as red as a strawberry/tomato” once again I am BLACK. LEAVE US BLACK READERS ALONEEEEEE!!!

Also make more Sun God Nika/Gear 5 Luffy x Reader. I love that guy

[time-woods]

later:

teach your local invasive species what emotions are !

i feel like scarab is more into the main plotline of the medieval drama but prismo on the side writes these oneshots between the characters and theyre usually just exploring the characters emotions/ personalities in a free form way. anyways kiss ur local invasive species at dusk

[cringefail-clown]

in the unfathomable vastness of paradox space, a thrumming pulse tying all living together rings through