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starryeyedjanai · 1 year ago

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pedal to the metal of your heart

kinktober prompt: olfactophilia | 6.5k | explicit part one here | camboy alpha steve series tags: omegaverse, alpha steve, omega eddie, camboy steve, scent kink

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Steve's freaking out.

That's the only real way to put it.

Robin is no help, as she watches him pacing a dent in the floor and listens to him talk himself in circles about what happened.

It's been days since it happened. Since he innocently opened up a package on his live stream and had it send him into a fucking pseudo-rut.

He can't explain it. He just knows he was doing a silly little thing for his followers and all of a sudden, he's knotting his fist on camera.

He quickly had to get it together enough to end the stream, but it didn't stop there. His dick remained stubbornly hard and he knotted his fist probably three more times during the next day like he was going through puberty again and knotting up during his first rut.

He was out of commission for a few days, first during his unexpected pseudo-rut - not quite as intense or as long as a regular rut, but still - and then the aftermath of being thoroughly unprepared for it. He was dehydrated and grumpy and his dick hurt and he was in a fugue state for another couple of days contemplating what happened.

In his fugue state with his brain still fuzzy, he found the package again - the garments sealed tight in a scent-proof box - and tried to see if he could find whoever sent him the package.

Because having someone's scent send you into rut, even pseudo-rut, is kind of, it's- it means something, right? It has to mean something.

So he examined the necklace he was still wearing and looked up the band on it and he thinks he found the guy, found Eddie.

He messaged him two days ago and he still hasn't heard anything and it's making him so anxious, he's biting his nails again - a habit he kicked a while ago.

"Rob, it's been too long. It's either not him or he doesn't, he doesn't want me or whatever." The thought that his - whoever Eddie is to him - the thought that he doesn't want Steve makes his heart thump loud and sad in his chest.

Robin barely looks up from the magazine they're flipping through and says, "You don't know that. He might not have even seen the message. Or he could be embarrassed that he accidentally made you knot up on camera. You don't know what he's thinking, so you should stop killing yourself over it."

He knows she's right. He knew she was right the first hundred times she's said it to him over the last couple of days, but he's so nervous. He feels like he might have found something that most people don't find, and he doesn't want to start using words like mate, but it's special still, finding someone who can evoke that kind of response in you.

He throws himself onto his bed dramatically and says, "That doesn't actually help. I know you're right, but I'm still anxious about it."

Robin looks at him and pats him on the thigh. "It's going to be okay, you know? No matter what happens, you'll be fine. Just breathe and wait it out. If he doesn't answer in another couple days, maybe it's not him. I can try to help you find whoever it was."

He nods and gets closer. She opens her arms and he buries his face in her hair as she cuddles him. "Thanks, Robbie. You're right. Maybe I was too out of it when I was searching. I was really going through it."

"Oh I know. I have the texts to prove it."

He pulls back and glares at them. "You cannot use those against me."

"I would never," she says, shoving him away. "I just came five times in a row, Rob, send help," she mocks.

He groans, burying his face in his hands this time. "It was so brutal. I never want to go through a rut alone ever again, even a pseudo one. It's never been like that before."

"Poor lil' guy," Robin says, patting his head.

"It's not little, Rob, you've seen it."

"Ough," Robin says. "Don't remind me. Never remind me."

Steve shakes his head, but still says, "Thanks, though, for sending food. The situation was dire and I could not think."

Robin preens at him. "Of course. What kind of best friend would I be if I didn't?"

Eddie doesn't get back to him for another couple of days and by then Steve thinks it's a lost cause. The guy either isn't the right person, or he's gun shy about all of this. Steve can't even blame him, really. A lot of people are weird about things like this. Some people don't believe mates exist, so maybe this guy thinks Steve's reaction was fabricated for the views.

He doesn't want to dwell on it, but it sucks. He thinks he maybe found- it doesn't matter, he tells himself.

It'll all be fine. He'll be fine, either way this turns out.

Of course, all of that is utter bullshit because the relief he feels when he sees that Eddie messaged him back is palpable. It's gut deep, like he hasn't been able to relax since he hit send and suddenly all of his muscles are able to relax and stop clenching.

He's in class, bored out of his mind, when he compulsively checks and has to stop himself from outwardly showing a reaction to it. He can't read it in class. He feels like if it's a rejection, Eddie probably wouldn't have even bothered, but if it is, he doesn't want to be in class when it happens.

He immediately gathers up his stuff and leaves the room ten minutes before the lecture ends and makes a beeline for his car. He can read it there. At least then, he'll be able to decide if he needs to go home and wallow or if he needs to treat Robin to lunch to celebrate.

He drops his bag on the passenger seat and pulls out his phone again, surprised he was actually able to hold off on reading it until now.

He takes a deep breath before opening the message.

Hi Stevie, It was my package. I've been kind of freaking out about it since it happened and didn't check to see if I had any messages here. Sorry for taking so long to get back to you. If you need, I can send proof that it's me? I'd love to talk if you still want to. You can message me here or we can take it offline. I promise to check my messages sooner than last time now that I know you'll be messaging me. Hope to talk to you soon, x Eddie

Okay.

Okay, so. So it's him. Probably. It's got to be him because he offered to send proof. He'll probably ask to see the proof anyway because one can never be too sure, but he thinks it's him.

Steve doesn't know what to do next.

He's freaking out too and they haven't even really talked yet. He wants to know everything about him. He wants to know who Eddie is and see him and talk to him and he's absolutely getting ahead of himself, but he can't help it. He's wanted to have this since he was a kid, since he first learned about mates and what they meant. Someone who won't leave.

He wants it so bad he can taste it.

He remembers Eddie's smell, has smelled it probably everyday since, opening up the second scent-proof package that had his shirt in it and smelling it, scenting it in his bed, rubbing his face over the soft material, breathing in Eddie's scent.

He needs to calm down, he realizes, and he loosens the death grip he has on his phone.

He texts Robin, tells them that his- that Eddie sent him a message and that he's freaking out a little bit.

She texts back and talking to her helps calm him down.

He does end up treating them to lunch off campus at a fancy little Italian restaurant.

"You absolutely need to see proof it's him," she tells him when he reads her the message.

"I know. He's got to have pictures with his band logo or something. I'll get proof," he says. "This feels so surreal."

"I bet. Lemme know if you need help crafting a message to him. I know you're going to be spiraling either way, but if I can help-" she says.

"I know, Rob. I'll be fine, I think. I'll let you know."

"Good. And I want to meet this guy. If you're gonna be talking to him or video chatting, I want to vet him."

"You cannot scare him away," he says, looking at her seriously.

She puts her hands up. "I won't! But if he's not good enough for you, I don't give a damn about mates. No one gets to talk to my best friend any kind of way."

His expression softens. They're so protective of him.

"If he's really my mate, he won't just be 'talking to me any kind of way'. He'll be kind," he says, hoping it's the truth.

She hums and they both stop talking as their food arrives.

Later that afternoon, laying on his bed, he crafts a message back to Eddie, asking for a picture of him with his band logo as proof.

He's seen pictures of the band in his quest to find him, but he doesn't know which one is him because he didn't let himself look for too long once he found them.

He asks Eddie to send a picture to his email since the site messaging doesn't allow pictures and his phone dings with an email notification not five minutes later.

He opens up the image and it's a picture of the guy from the band with the long hair, wearing a Corroded Coffin shirt, same logo and everything.

He's cute.

He's really fucking cute.

He breathes out a breath of relief that it's actually him and emails him back with his phone number so they can text. Well, he sends him his Google phone number because Robin's right - he needs to be sure this guy isn't a complete asshole before giving him his real phone number. As much as he wants to jump in feet first, he needs to slow down a little.

Eddie texts him almost immediately after he hits send, just a tentative hi, it's eddie and Steve is hitting the call button before he realizes what he's doing. So much for taking it slow.

"Hello?" Eddie's voice says down the line and Steve tries so hard not to roll over and start kicking his feet.

"Hi Eddie," he breathes out.

"Hi Stevie," Eddie says back and Steve is so fucking glad he was stupid and used his real government name on his Only Fans account if it means he gets to have Eddie saying his name like that.

"So I kind of hit call before I knew what I was going to say. Full disclosure," he says because he doesn't have a plan for how this is going to go.

Eddie laughs. "I figured, considering you called me like thirty seconds after I sent you a text."

Steve pouts a little. "Yeah, that kind of gave it away, didn't it?"

"It's fine. Seeing my picture and then my very unoriginal little hi it's me text and still wanting to talk to me right away is kind of doing something for my ego," Eddie says and Steve just knows he's grinning as he says it.

"I mean, you did send me that text like thirty seconds after I emailed you back, so."

"So we're both a little excited," he says.

Steve sighs. "Yeah, tell me about it. Your scent sent me into pseudo-rut, you know?"

He hears the breath that Eddie sucks in. He says, "Yeah? I- I wasn't sure if it was just the, you know, knot-popping on camera."

"Yeah, that plus some. It was kind of intense," he says, breathing out deeply.

"I bet," Eddie says and Steve shivers a little.

His dick is not going to get hard because of Eddie's voice. It's not.

After talking to him for another handful of minutes, asking first date kind of questions and answering Eddie's question in return, Eddie unfortunately has to get back to work because Steve messaged him during his break and he spent the last twenty minutes of it finding a picture to send and then talking to him.

Steve's heart flutters in his chest as they hang up, with promises to talk again soon.

He wants to text him again already, ask to facetime him and see him as soon as he gets off work. He wants to see his mannerisms as he talks - hearing his voice wasn't enough. He wants- he just wants.

But he doesn't want to scare him off by asking for too much too soon.

He wants to know Eddie on his own terms. He doesn't want to make him feel like Steve is pressuring him or moving too fast.

For someone who chronically goes all in too soon in every aspect of his life, that's going to be a challenge.

They talk a few more times over the phone and they text a lot. Like a lot.

They exchange snapchats and Steve gets little glimpses into what Eddie's life is like. He sends back similar things - his coffee cup showing off what he typically orders, his lunches from the caf, his dinners out with Robin, the drinks he gets him and Robin when they go out on the weekend.

Steve gets all these feelings in his chest when he sees Eddie's name pop up on his phone screen and he's trying so hard not to be too much, to text too much or call too much.

Eddie tunes in when he streams and he feels butterflies in his stomach when he sees his username pop up, just a bunch of heart eyes emojis whenever Steve does something that he particularly likes. (If he tries to isolate what those things are and replicate them so that he sees Eddie's username more, that's his business.)

They've been talking for over three weeks when he suggests what he's been wanting to suggest since the first time they talked.

They've been chatting on the phone a few times a week, usually later at night when Eddie's out of band practice or off work.

Steve's yawning towards the end of their call that night and knows he has to hang up soon if he wants to wake up on time for his class tomorrow, but the idea is in his head again and won't leave.

So he says, "I had an idea. I could send you something of mine, maybe? So we'd know if we're- if it was a fluke, when I went into pseudo-rut." He bites his lip nervously. He doesn't want it to be a fluke, he wants it to have meant something.

He hears Eddie breathe out and he says quietly, "Yeah, Stevie, I think they would be fine. I'll send you my address."

Steve sighs in relief and after they say their goodbyes, he thinks about what he's going to send to Eddie. He already bought the scent-proof bag to send to Eddie - after their first fucking conversation because he's incapable of being chill - so he just needs to pick what he wants to send.

Immediately, his cock starts aching. Thinking about spreading his come on the now, frankly, disgusting pair of panties Eddie sent him and sending it back to him all packaged up and scent-proofed so that when Eddie opens it, he's hit with the smell of their scents tangling together.

The way Steve has been hit with the scent every time he lifts the shirt Eddie sent along with it up to his face when he's getting himself off, their scents mingling in his nose, making him whine and cry out and want.

Is that too much?

Maybe that's too much. Maybe he should just send his own pair of underwear, smothered in his scent, to Eddie. He feels like that would be a little bit less unhinged of him. He doesn't want to come on too strong. He already feels like he wants too much from someone he barely knows.

But his skin buzzes at the prospect of Eddie opening the package from him and having it send him into a pseudo-heat like it did with Steve's pseudo-rut.

God, he needs to find something to come on so that he can jerk off and then send it covered in his come to Eddie.

He finds a clean pair of panties and then wonders if it might be better to just come into the underwear he's been wearing today. They'd smell more like him than laundry detergent. He contemplates for a minute because the underwear he put on today aren't anything special, just black briefs, but he thinks Eddie might appreciate it more if he can smell Steve's scent fully - the smell of his come mixed with the scent he naturally radiates.

He says, "Fuck it," and lays back on his bed and starts stroking himself through his briefs. He'll send Eddie a shirt too, one that he wears often, maybe his sleep shirt, so he can get the full experience.

He lets himself think about it again, about Eddie opening his package and groaning, burying his face in the very briefs he's touching himself through right now. He thinks about Eddie leaking slick, needing to pull out his toys because he needs something inside him after he smells Steve's scent.

He thinks about his slick hole, needing to be filled, over and over until it hurts almost. He thinks about Eddie's undoubtedly pretty cock and how he'd tug on it desperately. He'd come so many times with Steve's briefs pressed up under his nose just like Steve had.

Steve pulls his cock out of his underwear and strokes himself in earnest, twisting his wrist to stimulate the head on every other stroke. He thumbs at the sensitive head and thinks about burying his cock in Eddie's wet hole, thinks about how snug and warm it would be.

He'd fuck Eddie until neither of them could move, exhausted and spent and dripping. He'd fall asleep with his cock still inside Eddie's hole because neither of them could bear to part. He'd love it, waking up hard and still inside him.

He'd take it slow in the morning because they'd be worn out and sore from the day before. He'd fuck him so good and slow, feel his hole spasm around him as he came again, his cock barely spitting out any come. He'd fill him up, press his cock deep inside him and leave him feeling sated and sticky and like he could melt into the bed.

He wants to take care of him, he thinks, speeding up his hand. He wants to worship him, wants to do whatever Eddie wants him to do. He wants Eddie to take what he wants from him, wants him to hold Steve right where he wants him and take his pleasure any way he wants.

He wants Eddie on top of him, pinning him down as he sinks down on his cock. He wants Eddie to whisper in his ear exactly what he's going to do to Steve and how he's going to do it. He wants to feel taken care of, wants to feel held down and caught, weighed down by Eddie's weight on top of him.

His hips hitch up and he knows he's going to come soon, thinking about Eddie telling him what he wants and then taking it.

He shoves his cock back into his briefs so he can come all over the inside of them. He shudders through it, whining because he wants so many things with Eddie. He has to be his mate, he has to be, right? Steve wouldn't want him this much if he wasn't. He has to be.

He comes down slowly, breath evening out. He feels so sticky and gross. He peels his underwear down and immediately puts them in the scent-proof bag he bought.

He lays back down feeling kind of vulnerable. He wants this so bad, probably more than he's wanted most things. Because he's never had a relationship turn out good and he just wants something to be right for the first time.

So if he's found his, his mate - his true mate or perfect match or whatever people are calling it nowadays - he wants to know, so bad.

The anticipation is going to kill him, he thinks.

He sends the package out in the mail the next morning and tries not to think about doing something crazy like driving the three hours it would take to get from Chicago to Indianapolis. That'd be weird, right? Him showing up at the address Eddie sent to him, at noon on a Monday. That would definitely be too much, too soon.

He knows he's in deep when the rationale for not doing it that wins him over is that Eddie might be working and might not be at home in the middle of a work day.

He facepalms and tries to keep it together.

He goes to his classes and ignores the looks Robin gives him when they meet him in the library after class.

It's fine. Everything is fine.

Eddie will get the package in a few days and they'll probably know if it was a fluke or not. (Steve already knows it wasn't a fluke. He knows it like he knows he's an alpha, it's in his bones, deep. He's never sure about anything, but he feels sure about this. He feels something when he texts Eddie, when he hears his voice. That can't be a fluke.)

He just needs to chill out and not scare Eddie away before they confirm it.

He just always wants a lot and usually too fast. So he's trying to slow down, now that this could be the real deal. The big one, the one everyone's always waiting for and writing songs about and yearning for. He doesn't want to scare him away before he even gets to know him.

How embarrassing would that be? He can't imagine having to tell Robin that his mate, his actual mate, wants nothing to do with him because he's too overbearing.

So he can't be overbearing. He won't be. He'll keep it together and he won't do anything weird. Should be easy, right?

He texts Eddie that he mailed the package to him and sends him the tracking number.

The morning of his first midterm, Eddie texts him that the package is arriving later today and Steve somehow manages to find enough focus to not completely bomb his midterm.

He's buzzing with anticipation the entire day, waiting for Eddie to text or call and say that he has the package.

It's still light out when Eddie's name flashes on his screen.

Got it is all it says and Steve frowns.

He hits the call button.

Eddie picks up after a couple rings and says, "Hi, Steve," but he sounds weird. Oh no.

Oh no, oh no, oh no. It's not- they're not. Are they not-?

He swallows and tries to hold back the anxiety that's seeping into his body.

"Hi Eddie," he says back, trying not to freak out.

"I got the package," Eddie says, which doesn't give him anything to go off of.

"Yeah, I got your text. Did you open it?" he asks impatiently.

"Not yet," Eddie says, voice smaller than usual. "I'm kind of nervous to open it. I- maybe it's a weird thing to say, but I want this so badly. Like, I want it to send me into pseudo-heat. I want the whole mate thing to be true for us."

Some of the tension evaporates from his body. Oh.

"I want that too," he says, breathlessly.

"You do?" Eddie asks, hope in his voice, and maybe Steve hasn't been letting on just how much he's been anticipating this moment - for fear of being too much.

"Yes!" he says. "I've been tearing my hair out over here waiting for your text. I could barely focus on my midterm this morning."

"Oh fuck, you did say you had midterms this week. Should we wait-?"

"No!" he says, cutting him off. "I will literally die if we wait any longer. I've been waiting for this and hoping for so long now."

Eddie laughs. "Okay, okay! I'll open it. Do you want to maybe FaceTime while I open it?"

They haven't video chatted at all since they started talking. The only time Eddie's seen him has been on his streams and in the snapchats he sends him. Steve hasn't seen Eddie at all apart from the sleepy snapchats he sometimes sends him when he wakes up.

"Yeah, we should- uh. If it sends you into pseudo-heat, we could stay on the line if you want," he says, his cheeks heating up at the thought of seeing Eddie like that, desperate to come, desperate for something inside him. "Do you have supplies ready? You shouldn't open it if you aren't prepared."

"Oh trust me, big boy, I am plenty prepared. I've got a case of water and some snacks to get me through it," Eddie says and Steve's phone vibrates in his hand.

He pulls it away from his ear and accepts the FaceTime request.

"Hi," Eddie says.

"Hi," Steve says back shyly, looking at Eddie's pretty face.

"So I don't have a tripod or anything, so this'll have to do," Eddie says, holding his phone out to show Steve the package in his lap.

"Yeah, that's fine. I wasn't expecting, like, a show or anything. This is more than fine," he says, moving to his bedroom. He sits down on his bed with his back against the headboard and watches as Eddie one-handedly tears into the package.

It would be much easier to just put the phone down and open the package with two hands, but watching Eddie struggle is kind of cute, so he doesn't say anything.

Eddie gets the package open and pulls out the scent-proof bags Steve put his folded shirt and come stained briefs in.

The thoughts he's been trying to push out of his mind since he mailed the package come rushing back to the surface. Eddie's about to scent him and his dick is twitching about it.

His heart is beating so fucking fast.

"So, uh, this is it, I guess. The moment of truth," Eddie says, lifting the bag up to his mouth and using his teeth to tear through it.

There's something so unbearably hot about him literally tearing the package open with his teeth that Steve almost misses the quiet sound Eddie makes when the bag rips open.

It's this little punched out noise that's barely anything at all, but Steve knows that noise - he knows it because he made almost the exact same noise when he first got a whiff of Eddie's scent.

He looks at Eddie, as he takes out the briefs Steve came onto just days ago and buries his nose in them.

His cock twitches in his pants and he rushes to get them open.

"Talk to me, Eddie," he says, watching Eddie's face go a little slack, his eyes hazy as he opens them.

"It's- I. I feel like I'm going into heat," Eddie says, tilting his phone down so Steve can see his hard dick in his shorts. Fuck. Fuck.

"Yeah?" he asks, tilting his phone down too, so Eddie can see how hard he is too.

"Fuck, Stevie, want that in me," Eddie whines, falling back onto his bed. The phone in his hand is pointing up so all Steve sees is the ceiling as Eddie moans.

"Show me what you're doing?" he asks, desperate to see him again.

Eddie's kicked off his shorts in the two seconds his camera was pointed away apparently because the next thing Steve sees is his dripping cock. And-

Jesus christ. He's big. His cock- wow.

Steve takes his own cock in his hand and strokes it, watching Eddie's cock twitch as he smells Steve's scent.

"I need something inside me," Eddie says, dropping the phone onto the bed and Steve whines.

He wants to see him, but the phone is face down on his bed so Steve sees nothing. He hears Eddie rummaging around and stops his hand on himself because he only wants to touch when Eddie can see him.

He waits for another few moments as Eddie gets what he needs and then picks up the phone again.

"Steve, I'm so fucking hot right now," Eddie says, his face flushed. He's sweating a little already and Steve wants to bury his face in Eddie's neck, scent him right from the source.

Instead he grabs Eddie's shirt from under his pillow - the scent is so faint now, but it's still lingering. Steve shucks the shirt he was wearing off and tugs Eddie's shirt on.

He hears Eddie groan and he looks at his phone. Eddie's looking back at him, his eyes wild.

"You're wearing my shirt," he says, his eyes wide as he looks at him.

"I keep it under my pillow," Steve confesses. "It's losing its scent, but it still smells like you a little."

Eddie does something outside of the camera frame that makes him moan, and Steve sorely wishes Eddie did have a tripod or something so he could see all of him, could see how he's making himself feel good.

Eddie says, "I'll send you another one. This one." He tugs at the shirt he's wearing, fumbling as he takes it off.

With his clothes off now, he sets his phone on his bedside table, pointed at him. The angle is a little wonky, but Steve can see him, see what he's doing.

He squeezes his cock as Eddie kneels on the bed facing his phone and reaches back to grip the dildo inside him and pull it out a little. Fuck, when had he even gotten that inside him?

He grabs Steve's briefs and brings them up to his nose again, his moan long and drawn out as he sinks down onto the dildo with Steve's scent in his nose again.

He holds the dildo steady with one hand as he bounces up and down on it and Steve can't stop himself from planting his feet on his bed and fucking up into his fist at the same speed, wishing he was there, wishing he was sinking into Eddie's hole instead of his fist.

Eddie's dick bounces on every thrust down and Steve wants it in his mouth.

Steve moans, thinking of Eddie's hands in his hair, holding his head still as he fucks his face with his unfairly big cock. He doesn't know any other omega with a cock that big, jesus christ. He wants to swallow it, wants to choke on it, wants to taste Eddie's come on his tongue. He wants Eddie to come in his mouth and then make Steve eat him out, rub his wet hole all over Steve's face. He wants it, he wants it, he wants it.

And he says it, less afraid of admitting everything he wants now that Eddie seems to have had a similar reaction to his scent.

He tells him he wants to choke on his cock and taste him and listens as Eddie's moans get louder and louder.

It spurs him on.

He says, "I want to bury my cock in you. Wanna come inside you and lick it out. Please. Would you let me?"

Eddie shivers and nods as he fucks himself on the dildo. He says, "I would ride you into the goddamn bed. Make you knot up inside him and then when it goes down, sit on your face as your come drips out of me."

Steve wants to knot him so bad. He's- oh fuck. He's gonna knot his fist again.

This shouldn't be happening. Eddie's scent only had that initial reaction because of the newness of it - he's been smelling his shirt every night and hasn't knotted apart from the pseudo-rut. His knot shouldn't be forming right now.

"I'm gonna knot, holy shit. I'm-" he groans as his cock pulses in his grip, his knot expanding as he squeezes it. He tilts his phone down so Eddie can see it, see him knotting up for him again.

The look on Eddie's face as he comes is something Steve isn't going to ever forget. He trembles as he sinks down on the dildo, pressing the button on the base of the dildo to expand the knot.

Steve watches with rapt attention as Eddie's cock starts to spurt, untouched. His come arcs out of him, splattering the bed and his thighs with come as he grinds down onto the knotted dildo.

Steve grips his knot tight and he comes, looking at Eddie shuddering through the waves of it, his hole probably like a vice on that knotting dildo. It should be him.

Fuck.

He squeezes his hand tighter around his knot, dropping his phone on his chest to stroke himself through his orgasm. He whimpers as the come floods out of him, his knot aching.

"Stevie, fuck. Wanna see you," Eddie says, so Steve pulls his hand away and grabs his phone again. Fuck, he's so messy right now.

He brings his phone back up and the first thing he sees is Eddie stroking his still hard cock with Steve's briefs and Steve's eyes roll back, his cock kicking out another glob of come.

God, the way Eddie's room must smell right now. Like the two of them, the way Steve's room smelled for days after his pseudo-rut. He could barely go back into his room without his dick getting hard about it. He wants him so intensely that he fucking knotted his fist without meaning to.

"You look so fucking good in my shirt, Steve. Want you to smell like me," Eddie says, which does nothing to sate the way he wants so viscerally to be with him right now.

He's still stroking himself with Steve's briefs and it's making Steve's dick twitch, his knot hot in his fist.

"Can't believe you knotted for me," Eddie says, jerking himself faster, like the heat that waned when he came is back with a vengeance.

"You gonna come again?" Steve asks, his voice shaky.

"Yeah," Eddie moans. "Gonna come all over your fucking underwear. Make it smell like us."

Steve whines. Eddie seems to have his number already, knows exactly what to say to make his knot pulse in his grip, more come dribbling out of the slit of his cock.

Eddie curses and groans again, shaking as he comes again, his come shooting out onto the fabric of Steve's briefs.

How the hell is Steve gonna survive meeting him in person if he can't even control himself at the thought of their scents mingling in person?

"You'll survive, sweetheart," Eddie says and Steve was completely unaware he'd even said anything out loud, so completely out of it apparently.

"I'm not so sure about that," he says, squeezing his knot.

Eddie hums and grabs the phone from the nightstand, collapsing back onto the bed. "I think you'll be fine once you get your knot in me."

"Fuck, Eddie. You can't just say that," he groans.

"Why not?" he asks, grinning.

"Because my knots not gonna go down and I'm gonna die."

"You're even more dramatic than me. I love it," Eddie says, sitting up and grabbing a water bottle to drink from.

"I'm not that dramatic, Mr. Dungeon Master," he says with a pout.

"Ooh, call me master again and I might come," Eddie says, leering at him.

Steve rolls his eyes.

The chatter stops momentarily as Eddie drinks from his water bottle and curls back up in bed.

Steve watches as he wraps himself up in his blankets and once again wishes he was there.

He says, "You look so cozy right now."

Eddie grins at him again. "I am. My bed is very comfy. You should come see for yourself."

"I wish I could," he says, honestly.

"I don't think I could do a real heat right now though, unfortunately," Eddie says with a groan. "This pseudo-heat is gonna wear me out, I can already tell, and I've got shows to do with my band and work and stuff. But I'd love to meet up with you in a few weeks. Or maybe once the semester is over?"

Steve smiles at him. "Yeah, I'd like that. We can figure out when later. It's probably better to let this marinate a little anyway. Not everything all at once." See? He can take it slow.

The thought of getting to see him in person, getting to know him in person, real and in front of him, is making Steve's heart race.

"Yeah, I typically dive head first into things, so taking a breather is probably a good idea," Eddie says. He looks at Steve through the camera and says, "But that doesn't mean I want to stop talking, got it? I still want to text and I want you to call."

Steve appreciates the clarity. "I'm glad. I don't want to stop talking either."

"Good. Just making sure," Eddie says, reaching over and grabbing the shirt Steve sent from the package and pillowing it under his head.

That reminds him. "I think if you sent me another shirt, it would help tide me over until we meet, though," he says and Eddie laughs. Steve aches again, wanting to- just wanting him.

Eddie says, "I can do that. I'll have to swing an extra shift to cover the shipping though."

Steve rolls his eyes. "Literally give me your Venmo. I'm the one asking for it, so I should be the one to pay for it."

Eddie looks like he's going to protest, but he says. "Okay, if you're sure."

"I'm sure. I want to scent you so bad right now."

"Me too," Eddie says. "You smell nice, by the way. Like, your shirt smells amazing." He buries his face in Steve's shirt, breathing deeply.

"So do you. Earthy. It's nice," he says. He loosens his grip on himself, his knot starting to go down. "How many more rounds do you think you'll have to do tonight?"

Eddie thinks for a second, then says, "At least another few orgasms before I get ready for bed. I have to eat dinner at some point, I guess. I'll probably wake up a few times during the night and need to be knotted again."

"I'll stay on the line however long it takes," he says.

Eddie brightens up and says, "Yeah? You sure you wanna babysit me into the wee hours of the morning?"

"Yeah," Steve says. "I wanna take care of you. I can't be there in person, but I can be here, you know?"

Eddie looks a little taken aback at the sincerity, but he smiles at him shyly. "In that case, I'm looking forward to it."

Yeah, so is Steve.

#steddie #stranger things #omegaverse #eddie munson #steve harrington #st fic #steddie fic #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #steveddie #steddie fanfic #janai.doc

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fever-project · 14 days ago

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I AM OBSESSED WITH YOUR LU X UNDERTALE AU OH MY GOD THE MOMENT I READ THE LIST OF WHO WAS WHO I FLIPPED OUT AHHHHH

w.... warriors with the sans undertale glow in his eye your making me all giddy again AND FUCKING TWI AS PAPYRUS???? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME??????????? ough.... and time as undyne.... perfect....... I must listen to undertale ost and imagine all of this oh my goddd fever I AM HERE FOR IT

Neh heh heh! Thank you very much for the kind word Kai!

I really want to talk about Wars as Sans and Twi as Papyrus, but I still haven’t figured out all the kinks yet -~-“ Cause honestly, at first glance it makes more sense for Twi to be Sans and Wars to be Paps like, personality and clothing wise. At first, I just really wanted the Sans fight to be with Wars cause I just think him being the Judge just fits better. And Twi works better as a scolding brother type, while if Wars tried to scold you feel real bad. Idk how to explain it. There’s more to my reasoning but I feel like it would be better to get say, “Wars saying ‘Get Dunked On!’ goes hard and also Twi just has more Paps vibes. It’s all vibes.”

I was also just juggling the Links around in different parts to see what would stick tbh. Sky, Four, Legend, and Wind were all pretty much set in stone immediately tho. I originally wanted Wars to be Undyne, Wild to be Sans, and Time to be Alphys at first lamo. Wild is pretty carefree and he could totally work as Sans, but he also worked the best as Alphys to me. So Time had to be someone else, and Undyne was the best I could think of. He could also work as Asgore, but I deemed Hyrule would be better for that since he’s 1) prophesied to be a king in his 2nd game and that would be fun, and 2) he’s the OG Link, so it would be extra fun. Also, Time still has his girl, Malon, and Asgore must be a lonely guy.

Also the Zeldas, oh the Zeldas. I’m so excited to get to them. They’re kinda shoved off to the sideline in this AU since it’s focused on the Links(also LU is kinda focused on them as well lol), but they are incredibly important. They are currently “missing” in LT canon, however, as you can probably tell from the quotes, they aren’t actually missing. Someone knows exactly where they are…and the truth of what happened to them. You can probably figure out what I mean by that, hehehe.

Although I dunno what I want to do with the Shadow. Since this AU is kinda a dream Legend is having, I want it to be the Shadow’s fault, even if it’s unintentionally. Idk I just want him to do something. He can’t be Gaster, I’m thinking either the First Hero or the Fiece Deity would take that role. Also, the River Person-Spirit. He’s still wearing that cloak tho, so Legend would be none the wiser…not like he would care much, unless he happens to meet Spirit during his actual adventure with the Chain, in which it would be very weird.

ALSO I can say also a lot. And Legend doesn’t tend to remember the dreams after he wakes up. Maybe some extreme feelings(I so cannot wait to show what happens after a No Mercy run!!!), but no real memories. He does remember when he’s back in the dream, however-he remembers it all. There’s no way to delete a save file in that world. Player!Wind will be stuck with the choices he makes.

That’s enough rambling for now lol. If you want to know anything more specific, please ask! I’m so glad there’s so many people who like this AU =)

#fever answered #hyruledwarriorr #linked universe #linkedtale #lu x undertale #main tagging this yippee #long post #long for me haha

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grandlinedreams · 1 year ago

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TIMELOOPS ARE SOOO GOOD YOU GET IT. the ideas of resetting the time just to try to prevent ace's death are so great but also... imagine using these abilities to save law during dressrosa

like maybe doffy actually kills law for real which ultimately prompts reader to go back in time to not let this and other nasty events to happen (they can be a strawhat nakama or one of the heart pirates or idk)

they're always seemingly shy and thoughtful which doesn't go unnoticed by law, they seem to know what's going to happen in mere seconds but everyone brushes it off as some super advanced haki... so yeah（´-`）

(actually this made me to think about toki's df, like can it grant the ability to reset a time if it's awakened)

OUGH YES DRESSROSA WAS ALREADY PAINFUL BUT LETS MAKE IT MORE but also i tried like six times and writing it as an entire oneshot was not cooperating so it's a detailed lil hc

[Heads up!: spoilers for dressrosa, time loops, a tiny bit of angst, strawhat!reader]

The first couple times you say something at the same time as one of your crewmates or before they actually can, Law brushes it off as coincidence. They're your crewmates after all and when you spend all day every day around people you start picking up on their habits.

When it stretches to people's actions and seeming to have knowledge that you shouldn't, especially considering you've never set foot on Dressrosa and never seen anyone who lives there, that's when he starts getting suspicious.

Questioning Luffy and the others doesn't get him much of anywhere because they've gotten used to it and they just write it off as haki that you've somehow honed into eerily accurate predictions, but Law knows there's got to be more to it.

He doesn't pick up on how deep it goes until the second reset, the haunted way that you look at him, spooking when he talks ㅡ at first he thinks maybe he's done something wrong because you've not always been that jumpy, have you?

It takes a lot to wheedle the truth out of you and quite frankly, it isn't until everything is said and done that you admit it what's actually going on.

When you tell him that you can reset time, it takes him a little bit to accept it. Even with what he knows devil fruits are capable of, the idea of being able to manipulate time like that is hard for even him to grasp, much less that you're doing it on the behalf of your crew ㅡ and him.

He doesn't truly want to know about all the things that went wrong, but he asks how many times you've had to reset this entire ordeal. He doesn't ask what pushed you to do it each time, but from the way color drains from your face when you look at him, he can guess.

"I don't do it every time something happens that I don't like," you tell him, "just...to protect people I care about."

He knows that he can't guarantee his safety all the time, but knowing what you've done for him and the others makes him think about his attitude towards his own life and how ready he's been to sacrifice it in the name of getting things done.

#ㅡmine.#one piece x reader #one piece scenario #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #ㅡanswered.#anonymous #–ml: law.

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mamawasatesttube · 1 year ago

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Do you think Superman ever found out about Superboy trying to drown himself?

so this is one of those thorny questions that rises out of the way dc editorial was like, well superboy and superman are separate books and we don't want superman all over superboy's story all the time. because in the text, there's absolutely no acknowledgment of it from clark, even when mae shows up and rips the s-shield patches off kon's jacket for misrepresenting what superman's crest stands for. if mae's heard of what's going on, surely clark should have heard about it too, right? but that never actually is shown to have happened anywhere in the aftermath of knockout arc.

it goes back to the attitudes prevalent in karl kesel's writing (and in general at dc in the 90s, i mean), with stuff happening to kon that SHOULD make any adult with a degree of common sense and responsibility go "hey! wait a minute!" but that has no real impact because karl kesel as the writer thinks it's nbd. like in superman jr and superboy sr, when clark is written as thinking kon and tana dating is just fine.

like, it's a discrepancy. because superman, the character whose entire thing is like. caring about everybody ever, and who IS shown to care for kon even before they're as close as they get later, ostensibly should have heard about superboy getting tangled up in something with a villain, and gone to investigate, and the fact that he didn't is entirely because editorial didn't let him, and because karl kesel didn't think this was a predatory situation. like yes knockout was written as manipulating and abusing kon, but not in a predatory way - just in the "manipulative and evil woman takes advantage of kind and naive boyfriend who wants to believe her" way. which is insane because she's also written calling him jailbait and all sorts of shit, but. that's just how kesel thinks sexual women are, and that's what he thinks teen boys fantasize about, etc., so it's not written in a fashion that even remotely condemns that behavior as Maybe Not Great.

because like. the thing is. if superman heard that a kid who fights crime wearing the crest of his house got manipulated into defending a villain and then tried to kill himself to take her down, of COURSE he would step in and say something or do something. in annual #2 he literally shows up just to talk to kon about how he's feeling about the paul westfield revelation - the idea that he wouldn't step in re: the knockout situation is absurd. it's completely out of character for him.

so like, no, i don't think he knows. it's the only way to explain him not showing up at any point. which is still hard to actually reconcile with the fact that mae did know, but... when working within the confines of what we're given with by a flawed canon that reflects its authors flawed views, we kinda have to bend stuff here and there a little, right? it's kind of impossible to make sense of, otherwise.

my personal interpretation of events is that clark was kind of avoiding too much news about kon in the early days because he needed some time to process the whole "being nonconsensually cloned while he was dead" thing, but also was in denial that he was upset or feeling violated at all, because he knew it wasn't kon's fault and because he was already fond of kon, and felt quite guilty for having any hangups about how kon came to be. it still takes a little fiddling (for instance, his appearance in annual #2) but it's the best way i've found to keep clark in character while having kon's story remain as it is. (i do find kon's narrative of exploitation and suicidality compelling. he's so kind and so full of joie de vivre and so independent. and at the same time those traits keep getting him taken advantage of. he's a vulnerable child in the spotlight. ough.)

#answers #the-dracologist #kon #clark #suicide cw #grooming cw

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elizakai · 11 months ago

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UH OKAY DUST X REAPER AND/OR SWAPFELL X NIGHTMARE? AHEUUEHA

omfg i love you i’m jumping at the chance to look at dust x reaper i better see some art somewhere in this fandom OUGH ok

well, dust’s died like how many times now, lets just assume they’ve ENCOUNTERED one another yeah?

⬇️⬇️⬇️

reaper feels bad for him. he isn’t even allowed to actually die, just experience death over and over, only to be thrust back into this torturous cycle.

imagine dust dying in the hall, he’s stumbling away and he just. sees the grim reaper. and he’s like oh shit. well then. *gets thrown back whenever they decide to reset*

reaper visiting a lot because, well, he’s dying a lot, he’s probably gotta. imagine a scenario where they actually get to talk. but its so so brief, dust is never dead very long, and reaper probably shouldn’t interfere otherwise…

(he’d also, be witnessing the deaths of the aus other residence, which. interesting. wonder what they have to say about things. and what reapers response may be.)

(of course this is assuming they interact after death, which i think makes sense with common depictions of the reaper at least)

dust probably chalks him up to a vision he’s having, or hallucination, when he dies, but maybe when he’s given more time, they can have broken up conversations.

like hey, mid sentence he gets thrown back into the land of the living, but HEY! next time he dies, just pick up the convo like nothing happened. “Anyways as i was sayin-“

Another thing to think about is just how SIMILAR dust is to geno. and most of us are afterdeath junkies i think💀

like, dust and geno have VERY similar motivations and go to similar lengths (think of error even)

i think of reaper could come to respect genos desires and motives, he’d feel the same towards dust. reaper always strikes me as a really lonely person, and dust is too for obvious reasons.

i’m imagining a scenario where reaper is just. real bored of just watching. so he starts like following dust around so he can see him. and dusts like ah. cool. fucking phantom ass to add to the list. i’m imagining reaper telling him like no, i’m very real dude, and dust is like haha ok, lemme touch you then

…for obvious reasons he can’t let him touch him💀💥 but that would probably make dust assume he is in fact a hallucination. but that’s ok. he’s an ODDLY nice hallucination.

maybe he even reminds him of the river person🤷🏽‍♀️

anyways, reaper just having convo, dust finding he likes it, it’s pleasant chatter to listen to, and then he’s like damn i really am sick, why am i so attached to this weird ass hallucination

(i’m just idea dumping so hard i apologize.)

reaper would find his conviction kinda cute, if not slightly frustrating. like bro, out here denying my existence, wtf💔

i wonder, if reaper can touch him when”” when he’s in the space of death, temporarily.

that would be cool :,))

if reaper doesn’t show up for a while and comes back dust just, getting happier, he’s got someone to talk to again that isn’t a dead friend or relative he’s killed multiple times.

i imagine dust has seen “death” enough times that, in life, he can “see death” (reaper)

they gain this weird little affection for eachother ok💔 a selfish part of reaper hopes dust will always get reset…so he can come talk to him

but part of him is also disgusted by the hope that he’s able to just. be laid to rest. what can be done yk?

YOU COULD MAKE THIS SO ANGSTY WHERE LIKE the anomaly suddenly

stops!

and dust is actually on his way to wherever you’d go when you die

imagine, reaper just. guiding him away to whatever afterlife or lack thereof, carrying his soul away and having to let him go. no more coming back.

cries

or yk, we can imagine a scenario where dust gets out of the loop, and they continue to see eachother and have their weird little friendship (?)

dust is like “i’ve seen death, he’s over my shoulder as i walk, whispers in my ear as i lie awake at night. death awaits my presence, and i deaths. i’ve felt the touch of death, and it was unbearably sweet , a feeling i will forever long for”

*horror from whoever he’s speaking to*

meanwhile reaper is just like, telling stupid jokes in his ear and giggling over someone’s stupid outfit, gossiping about the other gods and making dust look crazy laughing at stupid shit

i wonder if reaper could potentially see dusts phantoms, it’s a fun idea. they aren’t REALLY there, but dusts magic is kind of projecting them i imagine, and reaper has seen them when they die. i just imagine him shooing them away for dust, and he’s like naw man pay attention to me instead *slutty little strut*

you could interpret the way death even works a million different ways and have a bunch of different potential even. what if dust were to die and reaper…DOESNT guide his soul away. what if he keeps him. maybe dust wants that. they could “be together”.

maybe there’s an afterlife, and reaper is able to cross the gap. who knows. lots of potential.

they both have hoodies >:3 idc if that doesn’t mean anything

i feel like reapers dark humor would almost comfort dust lmao, it kinda lightens the load for him. reaper can assure dust that their souls are…ok. they’re at peace.

reaper is just happy to feel so validated and seen all the sudden

he can help dust understand how life really works

ironic huh. the essence of death being the thing that gives you a will to live.

just imagine in a time he’s died, reaper not being able to help himself. he just comes in for a hug. and both of them need it so badly. when dust is alive, he CANT touch him.

they both think about that hug a lot <//3

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Slasher Ashley and Final Boy Stranger got me thinking about Final Boy Ripper and Slasher Francine…like Francine’s a podcaster that is able to come up with such good theories for cold cases because she used to be in the business herself (and did some of them too) who makes first contact with Ripper because he’s a fanboy that always sends in mail and invitations to his art shows or smth

OUGH THE WAY THEIR REVERSE AU JUST IMMEDIATELY FLOODED MY BRAIN IN PERFECT VISION--

Because like Ashley/Stranger, I imagine them to still have their same overall personality, but it'd be so fucking funny if the only real difference in this AU is because Ripper/Mason actually went to therapy and got put on Lexapro and is 10% more normal so he never became a serial killer.

Francine though, this poor girlie cannot catch a break. She's a struggling writer in an oversaturated industry with cases that have been done dozens of times by now. She's broke and desperate because if she doesn't start getting steady work she's not going to be able to keep a roof over her head. True crime isn't her passion, she dropped out of med school the first semester because gore makes her sick, but she needs a new story to tell that hasn't been touched by 2187317 other indie podcasters.

So, she's pretty familiar through her research about how killers got caught, how they avoided getting caught, who was a suspect since day one and who went undetected for 40 years. Sometimes...you just gotta write that story yourself. And, okay, like, the victim doesn't have to be someone whose smile always lit up a room or whatever. Who would be mad if...maybe she let that creepy jerk at the bus stop "take her out" one night, get him blackout drunk, and leave him face down in a flooded gully?

But accidents don't sell stories. Blood and guts do. It makes her physically and emotionally sick but god if she misses another payment this month then they're gonna shut off her power. While Ripper was brutal for the sake of art, Francine is because the more violent details she can include, the juicier the coverage she can provide for it. And, as she already knows from research, female serial killers aren't as common as male, and her method of random brutality is even rarer. Besides, while she's already kind of on the sheriff's shitlist for only talking about the town's worst crimes, they'd never suspect in a million years half of them were being carried out by this tiny little Korean girl who types up scary stories all day.

What's important is that it works. She's still a ghostwriter for someone else's podcast, she doesn't want her name too attached to anything, but the ratings just keep climbing over these deepdives into all things violent. More viewers means a bigger paycheck. She takes no pride or delight in being the so called Northshire Ripper, but she needs to do what she can to survive right now. It's not forever, just until she has a solid footing under her for a better job opportunity.

And who else would listen to her podcast while he works than the man himself Mason Zimmerman. It started off just as background noises as usual, but it wasn't long until he was sucked into one of the stories and just how twisted it was. The hosts weren't his favorite, but the in depth writing for it was incredible. Soon he was going through their whole catalogue and discovered he almost entirely favored the ones written by Francine. As morbid as it sounded, she was inspiring him for his next collection - the darkness of emotions, blacks and reds and feralness and splatters, the pieces were coming to him so easily and vividly he could hardly get enough canvases.

So of course it made sense to reach out and personally thank her for all her hard work, and the galleries will be equally as pleased to have so many new exhibits. And Francine, who has no knowledge whatsoever about fine art or who Mason Zimmerman is, just responds back with an enthusiastic thank you. Which Mason likes, because it's nice being able to talk to other people who have no idea who he is, and they start a bit of a correspondence. Then, hey, it would only be right to invite her to one of his shows, since she's 70% of the reason the pieces even exist.

What it essentially boils down to in the end is Francine so desperately trying to keep her dirty secret to herself while having to keep up her new friendship with Mason. She can't stop now while her stories are his biggest muse. She's one of the very few people allowed anywhere near his inner circle, she can't break his trust. She can't risk getting sloppy. But the weight of what she's doing is starting to break her down and having a real friend is going to make things complicated the longer this goes on. If push came to shove...could she get rid of Mason? No, he's too private and prolific. Could she frame him as a back up plan? Tamper with his medication, make it look like an artistic frenzy, goad him into an episode so she can call the police as planting all the evidence?

Time will tell (:

#ask #celloccino #oc francine #oc ripper

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wisecrackingeric-2 · 1 year ago

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SPOILERS FOR SEPERATE WAYS UNDER CUT N O T OPEN IT IF YOU DONT WANNA SEE EM!!!!!!!!

Here’s my little tiny exploration of Luis’ character because it is my god-given duty to pull him apart and analyse him

• Ok so first off………. THE OPENING SCENE??????????? Oh my god there’s S O MUCH TO TALK ABT. Yes Luis dancing is hot as SHIT but also???????? He was about to get TORTURED and MURDERED and he STILL decided to have fun with it and do a lil dance?????? That’s so!!!!!!!!!! He wants to live out his fantasies right until the end!!!!! He truly does think his confidence can get him anywhere!!!!!!! And then when the dance ends he’s READY TO FISTFIGHT THE MONKS?????? NO WEAPONS HES FULLY ABIUT TO GO FISTFIGHT THEM???? He KNOWS it’s a loosing battle but he’s gonna fight tooth and nail to the very end!!!!!!!!!!!

• Also when he turns to face the person who was also dying in the cell and says “this next dance is for you brother” and we get a close up of his face……….. god it hurts to know that that was a person. Somebody who was beautiful in their own right and maybe even somebody who meant something to Luis. Even in the face of death Luis sees the beauty in it ARGHGAGWHSGSB

• Also also I’m sure SOMEBODY could find meaning behind the Flamenco (somebody more knowledgeable in Spanish culture than me) but I’ve heard some people say it symbolises capture and death???? CAPCOM HOW DARE YOU HURT ME SO

• I LOVE that we get to see a more relaxed side of Luis around Ada and less of his flirtiness and damn. It’s so obvious he and Leon are in Love. He’s trying soooooooo hard to impress Leon every time they talk by being super flirty with him and then whenever he’s with Ada he’s a total nerd he’s soooooooooooooo in love w that blonde twink

• GODDAMN THAT FIRE SCENE. WHAT I S N T THERE TO TALK ABOUT??????? First of all the paralells between his childhood where he watched his grandfather die in a fire?????? Also he FULLY RAN INTO A BURNING BUILDING AND ALMOST DIED J U S T TO GET LEON HIS MEDICINE????????????? HE CARES ABOUT LEON SM I WANNA RIP SOMETHING APART. He didint wanna see Leon die in the same way his Grandfather did because he couldn’t save his Grandfather back then!!!!!!!!!!! He wants to make things right!!!!!! HE WAS LITERALLY ON HIS HANDS AND LNEES CRYING I CANT I CANT

• Also ADA CARES ABT LUIS SM,,,,,,,, SHE RAN INRO A BURNING BUILDING TO SAVE HIM AND MAKE SURE HE DIDINT DIE,,,, THE BESTIES EVAH

• godDAMN that scene where Luis heals Ada?????? I LOVE that we see him hesitate for a good solid few seconds on wether or not he should run away from her or stay,,, wether or not he should go back to his usual habits of running away from the people he loves or stay to help,,,, ANS HE STAYS TO HELP BECAUSE HE CARES ABY ADA AND ALSO??? ADA BEING LIKE “leave me here……… besides…… you’ve got a promise to keep……..” OOOOOOOUGGHHH SHE KNOWS,,,, SHE KNOWS HOW MUCH LEON MEANS TO HIM I CANNOG RN also that lil apothecary thing he had was sooooo gender of him

•OH MY GOD HIS DEATH SCENE WHERE HE CALLS HER?????????????? I don’t remember EXACTLY what he said and I’d have to comb through like hours of footage to find it again but,,,,,. THE FACT THAT HE CALLED HER TO SAY GOODBHE????? HE CARES ABOUT HER RIGHT UMTIL THE END?????? AND HE CALLS HIMSELF HER ‘Good Samaritan’ IN THE SAME WAY HE CALLS HIMSELF DON QUIXOTE TO LEON AOAOAISAUJSSOSISKS,,,,,, and then he’s like “sorry I’ve gotta go Leon needs my help ;)” OUGH,,,,, I’m gonna reference another post from my mutual but it’s so sad that Luis got to spend the rest of his life with Leon but not the other way round………………..

• I’m so glad we got to see more of Luis and more of his personality when he’s not tryna swoon the blonde twink he’s in love with BXNSBEHEJXIAIS he feels like such a deep and real human being especially whenever he interacts with Ada and I just,,,,,,,,,, sigh. He’s my favourite character for a reason. 10/10 no notes

• Edit: also the parallels between Luis calling himself Ada’s ‘Good Samaritan’ and Leon his Sancho like AAAAAAAAAA???? You could pick apart the meaning and argue abt how good samaritans are usually friends and Sancho is a code word for Gay Lover in a lot of old fashioned Spanish bars like how ‘friends of Dorothy’ was but ANSNWUENDUNXXUNDDHXN SHUT UP I can’t rn

•Also I’m SURE you could pull some symbolism from the bugs and from Luis having an apothecary as catholic self-exorcism and how ‘science is the roof of all evil’ and Luis is using it to help others etc etc etc……….

Also if anyone else finds anything abt luis lore wise like how you have to find a picture of his grandfather or of him with Umbrella in the original PLEEEEAAAAASSSWE SHOW ME I NEED MORE LUIS BACKSTORY I NEED IT IN MY VEINS

• ALSO ALSO EDIT: the fact that one of the ingredients for his cure are butterfly wings???? And butterflies symbolise CHANGE????? HIS ENTIRE ARC IS ABT CHANCE??????? I’m actually gonna be sick.

#ericswriting #serennedy #luis sera #luis serra

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solifloris · 18 days ago

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SOOOOO i said i'd do a live reaction post for caleb's 5* cards.......(+ the cny one) EHFJSMNFBD disorganized as usual and mostly probably will be filled with keysmashes and random thoughts and maybe crying.... THIS IS ONGOING !!! AND WILL BE UPDATED AT RANDOM POINTS HEHE :D need to yap somewhere...

it took me. so much just to. get the courage to go through these cards WJDJWJBFH I'M WEAK OK!!!! I'M WEAK. THEY. TERRIFY ME BC OF WHAT I ALR KNOW FROM THE MAIN STORY AND THE MYTH 😭😭😭😭 it's the burden of knowledge i swear to you .... caleb makes me so damn emotional 😭

THIS IS PART ONE OF UHHH IDK HOW MANY PARTS WE'LL SEE HOW MY IMG LIMIT GOES BUT.

for reference !!!!!! order being : endless summer -> exclusive aftertaste -> hidden waves -> painful signal -> intertwined gold ; based on this post hehe :3

LETS GOOO <3

1; endless summer!!!!!!! :D

omygod..... ohhmygod.... the melancholy the nostalgia the 😭😭😭

OUGH so it's really after the main story 😭😭😭😭😭

"i wonder what caleb is doing now..." she wants to talk to him :( they wanna talk it out :(((( BUT THE DISTANCEEEE THE :(((( HUHUHU

THE HYDRANGEAS :(

omfg bc the way i can see this unfolding like a ghibli movie...

WHY IS THIS SO KIKI'S DELIVERY SERVICE HUHU

OMG CALEB 😭😭😭😭😭

help 😭😭😭 LOWKEY KABEDON??? baby please 😭😭😭

WHFJJWHF THE TENSION THE AWKWARDNESS THE WAY SHE AVERTS HER GAZE

"why are you back in linkon?" THE FIRST THING SHE SAYS WHFJJS i feel you girl i feel you 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"i just happened to be passing by" -caleb ; "i was just passing by" -xavier 😭

OUGH 😭😭😭😭 THIS TUGGED AT MY HEARTSTRINGS IM :((( HNNNN :(((

"i happened to be passing by" SHE SAID IT BACK TO HIMMMMMMMMM

UGH IM GONNA SOB 😭 THE HESITATION IN REACHING OUT TO HER :(( THE WAY HE DOESNT RUFFLE HER HAIR ANYMOREEE UUUUUUUUEEEEEE im huhuhu....

"All my thoughts are focused on him, and the incessant cacophony of cicada chirps adds to my restlessness." / "I wonder what he's been up to while we were away from each other..." <- IM SO. FUCKING SICK TO MYSTOMACHHHHHHH (/POS)

it's so 😭😭😭 gosh im a broken record but my HEART 😭 just 😭

i think what always hits so hard with caleb is that.... all of his happened in the same timeline... their childhood together, the events of chapter 4, the here and now that we're seeing and then all the moments inbetween........... we get to experience all this awkwardness and the distance and the changes in realtime 😭 bc both of them remember their shared history 😭 it's like... "i knew you once..." but it feels more real.......

i think the caleb/mc story really captures the struggle of reuniting with someone from your past after a long time 😭 the feelings are very raw

ANYWAY,

OoOOOOH FY-26!!! AWWWH 😭 THE DIRECT REFERENCE TO ONE OF HIS 4*S HUHU 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

!!!! THE FLASHBACK IMMM SOBBINNNGGGGGF 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 "ILL BRING YOH WITH ME WE'LL FLY WHEREVER AND WHENEVER YOU WANT" UUUUUUUUEEEE

"and you've gone from being a pilot to colonel now." "It doesn't matter what a person's role is. Everyone has moments where they're not in control." OH MY GOD????? 😭😭😭😭 WHFJWNFBSJ THE IMPLICATIONS BEHIND THIS????? everyone has moments where they're not in control... oh MAN... caleb sweetie baby beloved 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"Our conversation abruptly ends. Once again, our surroundings are engulfed by a quietness accompanied by loud cicada chirps." THEEEE AWKWARDNEESSSSSS 😭😭😭😭😭

LIKE OK. OK;! DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINFUL. JUST

THIS IS A PERSON YOUVE HAD 9284828572885828583 EASYGOING CONVERSATIONS WITH. A PERSON YOU USED TO KNOW BY HEART. A PERSON YOU SPENT MAYBE HALF OR MORE OF YOUR LIFE WITH. AND NOW. NOW YOU CANT EVEN HOLD A CONVERSATION ANYMORE THEY JUST DONT FLOW THAT WELL ANYMORE. YOU CANT LOOK AT EACH OTHER PROPERLY ANYMORE. 😭 JUST THE. THE LOSS OF IT?????? THAT RELATIONSHIP YOU ONCE SHARED WITH THIS PERSON????? IS NO LONGER THE SAME???

DO YOU

THE ATTACHMENT MC MUST FEEL

THE PAIN THAT MC AND CALEB MUST FEEL, BOTH

IT'S NOT THE SAME ANYMORE 😭😭😭😭😭 THAT SHIT HURTS BRO 😭😭😭😭

also a side note i hate cicadas they give me anxiety 😭 i know theyre a sign of summer but ugh i 😭

(but. thats a biased opinion cause. im entomophobic 😭)

ANYWAY,

I CANF DO THIS

whxjanndnHFBWNFBSBBFBSBFBSBBFBSDHSNFBBSBFBSHG

SHES RECALLING SO MANY MEMORIES FROM THEIR PAST 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 JUST. THE FACT THAT. SHE. SHES AROUND CALEB AND ITS ALL SHE CAN THINK ABOUT FHWNNFHW THE SIMILARITY OF THESE MOMENTS BUT THEN SHE COMES TO THE REALIZATJON THAT. AGAIN. THINGS. ARENT. THE. SAMRBGHEJJGBE

THE SODA 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 truly though mc was spoiled with him... he did so much for her always did everything for her would give in to her 😭😭😭😭😭😭 UGHHH IM SICKKKKKK (/pos)

"Kids are always like that... They're brave because of their curiosity. Or they hesitate to try out new things because they're afraid of the unknown." there is something profound in this line. there is something there. BUT MY BRAIN IS MUSH WHFJSJNFBSF

i am so sorry. i read Quirkies as quickies and had to do a double take.

SEE 😭 SEEE 😭 SHE'S REMINISCING AGAIN 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"I finish half the bottle in one swig. The sweetness washes over my tongue and erases the lingering bitterness in my mouth." ITS GIVING ORANGE BY ICHIGO TAKANO 😭😭😭😭 STOP WJFKWJFH THIS MANGA BROKE MY HEART. AND IT. IT HAS A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART BUT IT WAS GUT-WRENCHING. AND I CANTNNDJFJTJGJDNFHSJFJJSJFJS LIKE WAIY

SEE LOOK. LOOK. ITS THE SAME RIGHT. LOOK

ok anyway

"i give him the bottle. i always did that whenever we shared food as kids. 'caleb, here...'" "..." <- THE SILENCE?????? SEEEEE SHE REMINISCES AGAIN AND THEN. AND THEN. ITS LIKE THE BOTH REALIZE 'ah, we're doing this again...' or 'ah, it's this again...' WHENGBHENGTHEY KNOW THE CONTEXT IS DIFFERENT THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS DIFFERENT AND. AND. AND

YOU GET ME RIGHT IM MAKINF SENSE RIGHT

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

wait cause i went back to do the "no" option for the Quirkies and 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"can you pick one for me?" / "why should i be scared? you already gave me something sweet." IM SOBBING????? 😭😭😭😭 it's so "you're all i need anyway" coded..... UGH i love him

OMG TARA??????

CALEB 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

STOOOOPPP 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

if we attach this to the main story and how it ended.... :(

he just automatically assumes "oh yeah, she should hang out with her friends its ok shes probably not gonna want to spend so much time with me right now" LIKE 😭 THE WAY HE OFFERS HER A RIDE? 😭😭😭 THE "I'LL GO BACK TO SKYHAVEN"?????? 😭😭😭😭 MC IS LIKE "you dont have to" AND HE GOES "is it inconvenient for your colleague to meet me" LIKE HE JUST 😭 ASSUMES SHE WANTS TO LEAVE 😭😭😭😭

CALLBACK TO THE SAFE HAVEN AFFINITY 51 CALL 😭😭😭😭 “even if he’s the worst version of all the calebs from then to now, you still want him?” THE DISBELIEF IS HERE AGAIN HE JUST 😭 ASSUMES THE WORST 😭

OGH... he knows he overstepped so much in the main story he knows he hurt her he knows he made her uncomfy... he said he wouldn't bother her anymore and he's keeping that statement to be true bc he thinks itll make her feel better 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

HES TRYING SO HARD 😭😭😭 HE JUST WANTS TO MAKE HER HAPPY 😭😭😭 EVEN IF IT MEANS HAVING HIM OUT OF THE PICTURE NOW, DESPITE HOW MUCH HE JUST WANTS TO BE ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF HER AGAIN 😭😭😭😭

FUCK IT IDT WE'RE EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH THE CARD YET BUT IM EMOTIONAL AS FUCK

"i never said i was leaving" and he's so SHOCKED 😭 AND HE 😭 HE SMILES!!! HE SMILESSSS :((( UUUUU HE'S SO HAPPY 😭😭😭😭 HE JUST 😭 HE WANTED A LITTLE BIT OF APPROVAL FROM HER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

IF WHEN WE LEFT OFF ON THE MAIN STORY THEY HAVENT BEEN TALKING... SO HE JUST ASSUMES YEAH SHE DOESNT WANT TO BE AROUND ME... AND NOW!!! NOW HE GETS THIS LITTLE BIT OF RELIEF THAT MAYBE SHE DOESNT HATE ME SO INTENSELY...

"He stoops down to adjust the water flow. When he gets up and meets my gaze again, his expression is noticeably softer." <- SOFTER!!! SOFTERRRR IT'S SOFTERRR 😭 HE'S BEEN SO TENSE BUT NOW!! NOW HE'S SO RELIEVED!!! 😭😭😭😭 HE'S SOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

just. THE FHWKBGHEJF i knowwwwww he feels guilty about how he treated her in the main story 😭 and hes trying to make it up to herrrrr 😭😭😭😭😭

caleb saying TLC was not on my bingo card LMFAO BUT ALRIGHT

"'Every day and every night, I'm surrounded by Skyhaven machines. I rarely get to see stuff like this. Even in my dreams, I sometimes hear the roar of warships and blaring emergency alarms.' The corners of Caleb's mouth subtly tense. His brow furrows for only a moment." oh my poor poor baby 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 the things he must go through there daily... all the work... always busy... and he says this about the things that he sees... after that thing he said? "why should i be scared? you already gave me something sweet." AND THE LINE HE HAS IN THE CAFE WHEN YOU TURN AWAY AND HE TURNS TO YOU..!!!!!! "they say sunflowers always face the sun, i guess it's because trying to find warmth is normal. i'm not an exception to that rule." ITS LIKE :( LIKE HES SAYING :( THE WORLD WITHOUT HER IN SKYHAVEN IS COLD :( AND HE FINDS WARMTH WITH HER :( HERE IN LINKON :(((((

OMYGOD AND THE

DUDE THE LINES IN THIS

IM GOINF INSANE

"She's a regular at the store. She holds my hand and gives me heartfelt words to relay to the owner. Maybe the reluctance to say goodbye to places that hold cherished memories is a feeling all humans have." MC PLEASEEEE 😭😭😭😭

AUGH 😭

so i think. truly. that theyre really just......... :( theyre struggling to move into the present :(

both of them are attached to something of the past... caleb, to how much she used to always depend on hin without qualms... mc, to how he used to be more playful and caring and considerate and warm towards her, and not this cold person who hides things from her and is more forceful about things... just something about both of them craving the relationship they used to have but

BUT THEYRE. THEYRE NOT THE SAME PEOPLE ANYMORE 😭 THEY BOTH GREW UP... BOTH HAVE DIFFERENT SITUATIONS AND DIFFERENT ENVIRONMENTS.... AND THEY DONT KNOW HOW TO NAVIGATE THATTTTT

AND MC IS LIKE :( IT'S HARD TO SAY GOODBYE :(

BC SHES SO ATTACHED TO THE IDEA OF THE CALEB FROM BEFORE THAT SHE'S MORE USED TO.... AND SHES LIKE... HES SO IMPORTANT TO ME AND I HAVE TO UNDERSTAND HIM MORE BUT IT'S SO HARD TO SAY GOODBYE ITS HARD TO ACCEPT AND MOVE ON AND SHES 😭😭😭😭😭😭 SHES STRUGGLING WITH THAT!!!😭

I HAVE NO DOUBT ITS THE SAME FOR CALEB'S CASE TOO.....

OH SHIT FUCK KINDLED OMYGODJGHEJF OK OK

OH :( HE ZNNN? :( BUT HE LOOKS SO TENSE :(

OUGH MC NOTICESSSS 😭😭😭😭😭

MY POOR BABY IS HAVING A NIGHTMARE 😭

"don't go" NOOOO CALEBB HUHU 😭😭😭😭😭 OUGHHH HE'S BEEN MASKING SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭 HIS PARTING WITH MC AFFECTED HIN SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭

HIS EYES 😭 THE PUPPY EYES 😭😭😭😭

"don't leave me alone" HES PRACTICALLY BEGGING HER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 IM SO SICK RN I FEEL SO SICKKKK 😭😭😭😭 (/pos)

?!!?!?

?!?!?!

WAS HE GOING TO KISS HER IM SCREAMINF

???? DID HE THINK HE WAS DREAMING? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"caleb?!" AND THE WAY HE JUMPS LIKE HE REALIZES WHAT HE'S DOING 😭😭😭😭 "sorry. i didn't mean to scare you" AAAUUUGHGHGHGHH 😭😭😭😭😭😭

HES SO CONCERNED

HE DOESN'T

HE DOESNT WANT TO REPEAT THE THING HE DOESNT WANT TO HURT HER AGAIN HE DOESN'T WANT TO SCARE HER OR MAKE HER HATE HIM OR DISLIKE HIM MORE THAN SHE COULD AFTER WHAT HE DID 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

BUT HE WANTS HER SO BADDDDDD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

its so practiced.

it's SO practiced.

he's probably learned from a long time ago how to mask 😭 it's morethan practiced it's MASTERED 😭 his expression changes 😭 the puppy eyes go to his usual expression... the maybe slightly exasperated slightly amused kind of eyes—bc he CHANGES THE SUBJECT to the thing supposedly in her eye 😭😭😭😭😭

caleb is so.... you see throughout that he's simultaneously mastered the art of masking but also it slips sometimes... around her... but its so subtle that mc doesnt notice it herself WJDJSJJDJWHFH

THIS THOUGH 😭 like in that one myth kindled....... he schools his expression and talks about something else... it's so practiced...

caleb, please :(

AUGHHH

this scene 😭

THIS SCENE 😭

i justtt 😭😭😭😭😭

the way his hand trembles... the mask falls... his brows are furrowed and he looks at her so intensely and you can see you can FEEL the longing 😭😭😭😭😭

he probably hasnt genuinely touched her like this in forever... not so vulnerably...

THERES A SPACE BETWEEN THEM LIKE HES TRYING HIS BEST TO NOT BE IN HER PERSONAL BUBBLE, HES GIVING HER SPACE TO MOVE AWAY IF SHE WANTS TO, HE'S KEEPING THIS RESPECTFUL DISTANCE THATS JUDT 😭

THE CARESS

THE SILENCE THE WAY THEY STARE AT EACH OTHER THE

UUUUUU

HUHUHU

IM GONNA SOB SO HARD

A BEAT AND HE LOOKS AWAY AND *PULLS* AWAY AND AND AND

YOUCAN SEE HER

DISAPPOINTMENT

HE PULLS HIS HAND AWAY AND HER OWN CURLS INTO ITSELF A LITTLE LIKE SHES

SHE DIDNT WANT HIM TO PULL AWAY :( ITS THAT FEELING OF LOSS AGAIN... for a moment they felt close again and then he pulls back and puts the distance BACK 😭😭😭😭

AND THE WAY HE LOOKSSO GUILTY ABOUT GETTING CLOSE :( AUGHHHHHHHHH

SHE CLOSES THE DISTANCE FOR HIM INSTEKFJEHGBE IMM SOBBINGGGG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

UUUUUUU

HIS EXPRESSION

HES SO

:((((

HE LOOKS LIKE HE WANTS TO CRYYY :((((

UGH THE WAY HE PULLS HER BACK 😭 BUT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HE CANT LOOK AT HER 😭😭😭😭

he's so hesitant to be this vulnerable with her? :(

HUHU THEYRE!!!!!!! :((((((((((( THEYRE SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR TOGETHER 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

THE REMINISCING...

OUGH MY HEART 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THEYRE TALKING ABOUT IT... TJE WAY THE MAIN STORY ENDED, THE...

"would you have not come back to see me?"

SHE DOESNT LIKE THE DISTANCE!! 😭 LIKE HOW SHE WAS DISAPPOINTED HE PULLED AWAY 😭😭😭😭😭😭

IM ILL 😭😭😭😭

IM SO

MY HEART

ITS SO

ITS LIKE KTS BEING SQUEEZED

WHAT THE HELL IM TEARING UP RN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

IM. THROWJNF UPPPP

"and so another summer begins" OUGH

IM SICK

I AM ILL

PLEASEJEJFBEH IMFJSJJF OHMYGODDDDDDFDFDDDDDDDDDDD

THIS WAS BEAUTIFUL??? I. I LOVE THIS CARD 😭😭😭😭😭 UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I LOVE THIS MAN WHAT THE HELL 😭😭😭😭😭😭

maybe..this card... i love it almost as much as floral blessing...this is how much it means to me.............

ANYWAY IM POSTING THIS LIKE THIS AND GOING TO BED AND!! WILL CONTINUE FURTHER DOWN THE POST WITH EXCLUSIVE AFTERTASTE... TOMORROW !! :D

#im sobbing btw #(this user thinks about caleb daily)#lnds spoilers #3.0v2 shenanigans

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I DIDN'T EVEN THINK OF THE IMPLICATIONS BEHIND FORD BEING THE ONLY SON??? Ough... Sexism as a narrative device... <3 YOU'RE SO RIGHT Ford's massive ego. The higher he is the farther he'll fall.

And the HERO WORSHIP Stanley providing him the best he can even with all of Ford's fuckups. That one sexually charged page in journal 3 about Stanley being better than Ford in every way and being Ford's hero and the kindest individual he's ever known except make it 40 years early. I'm obsessed.

And "Ford stopped being a safe space for Stan"??? I'M SCREAMING I'M CRYING I'M THROWING UP. STAN ISN'T A SINGLE FATHER OF 2 HES A SINGLE FATHER OF 3 AND FORD IS ONE OF THEM. FORD JUST CAN'T HANDLE CO-OPERATION AND MUTUAL TRUST AND TEAMWORK HE EITHER NEEDS TO BE IN FULL CONTROL OR HAVE SOMEONE ELSE TELL HIM WHAT TO DO. STANLEY PROBABLY ISN'T MUCH BETTER BUT I'M CHEWING ON FORD RN

(also just thinking abt kidnapper Ford and bad ending Ford meeting at the same age. Bad ending Ford is disgusted like 'What Do You MEAN Stan takes care of you aren't you a man???')

And Ford slowly trying to worm his way back on top after doing nothing but raping and then kidnapping a pregnant teenager and then almost killing said teenager??? The Audacity???? That slimey motherfucker????? I know he's still in his 'Icarus didn't flap hard enough' phase and I can definitely see it but every bone in my body wants to tell Stanley to RUN

AND STANLEY!!!!!! This is so much different than bad ending because in bad ending Stanley had no power to begin with but Here??? Stanley could walk up to any police officer and tell them Ford's real name and Ford would be in prison for the rest of his life. Stanley could take his kids, put them in his car and drive and he'd still have enough money from those heists in their late teens to live off of comfortably with the kids and Ford wouldn't be able to look for them without risking being caught. Stanley isn't trapped in this situation at all and he's also been on the streets for years at that point and has a lot of his street smarts he has in canon. Ford is in his life because Stan grabbed him by the ear and dragged him along and it's gotta drive Ford up the walls. And Stan doesn't trust Ford for shit, and Ford doesn't pay the bills or help much with the kids, so Ford is like a pet to him. Sometimes some manipulation Ford said will start getting to Stan like 'Oh Ford's right maybe I have gotten a bit fat...' but then Stan remembers he gets to be fat because he makes the food money and Ford is his bitch. I need them to divorce but also it's more likely one beats the other to death. If Bill shows up in this Ford is even more involved with him because Bill said he'd help get Ford his power back in the relationship but instead Stan made him sleep on the couch with a tinfoil hat :(

- 🫎

HAPPY TO FINALLY HAVE THE WAY TO IDENTIFY YOU, NOW HEAR ME 🫎 BECAUSE YOU AND ME ARE HAVING A LOT TO TALK ABOUT THIS

I'm glad you put the bad ending au on the table because between that one and this au there's a good way of comparisons to do, after all they both follow the same line: Stanford forced Stanley to have his babies and stay with him. Except that here is in a case where life was more with Stanley's side this time lol

I didn't go into it too much but even if Stanley is out of the closet he is still treated in a derogatory manner by the people around him thanks to the sexist thoughts of the time. Ford still thought of him as a destined stay-at-home husband, he would still be going to marry at such a young age for getting pregnant to please both his parents and Carla's and as I said before nobody cared what he really wanted, everyone took him for granted as a future father no matter his age or his dreams. """Luckily""" Ford help him avoiding some of it so he can follow his sick ideas but Stanley's opinion still didn't matter, But unlike the bad ending au, Stan wasn't that easy to control as much as Ford believe it. He collected learnings from his adventure fleeing all over the country along with Ford and as time passed he was seeing how much his brother was doing to just make things worse, ya know what? Fuck him, he was Stanley Pines: the New Jersey's badass, the great conman and a boxing promise, an smart-street man who has lost to much in change of nothing, Stanford could be way smart than him in so much things (and we don't gonna lie Stan's self-esteem was still pretty low for let Ford do all that things to him) but he was the one who threw the punches, the protector, the one who must be sure of them both to be safe and he must do the only thing he was worth for in his life.

I think of Stan's feelings about Ford as a bit of a Stockholm syndrome? I mean, Stanley wasn't crazy enough to admire and allow Ford to continue taking control over him, but he did still see him as superior no matter what he had done to him, Ford still had a future to pursue, he was not a complete failure in life unlike him and even though his trust was broken Stan continued to take care of him because his mind did not allow him to do the right thing and get revenge for everything he had done to him and let him rot in prison, Stan didn't want that to him. he didn't want Ford to be that near him, he didn't want to accept his kisses or feel his hands around him but he doesn't wanted to lost him anyway.

Ford was a little nuisance who was always in Stan's side, he wanted to ignore him but sometimes it was impossible to. sure, it didn't have as much power over him as it once had but it was still able to make Stan question himself even if it was just a little bit. (Perhaps ford could try to get Stan's self-esteem even worse to the point of making him think there wouldn't be anyone who would ever want him anymore because he was a failed fat single father of two except Ford and so that way Stan would accept again to ford of being more close to him?)

ABOUT BILL yknow i was thinking about that yesterday, You see i do think he would ended up in Ford's life but how much of influence he could be to that?

Because look, I'm going to use a little bit of the same coin theory here but we can't deny that part of what made Ford so easy for Bill to manipulate it was the state Ford was in repressing that mix of resentment and palpable pain to Stan, meeting someone who was just as charismatic and even called him like Stan used to was a way of bill's to gain Ford's trust even quicker along with giving him the approbation he always wanted.

So, In a world where Stanley's was still in Ford's life i do think would make Harder to Bill get fully into Ford's mind since he was already obsessed with someone being that his twin brother lol. But That could be a double-edged sword because Bill would know what Ford's weak point was and try to get him by directly going into that. Not only he's promising him Infinite knowledge but also having Stan back under his ropes, Making his sweet brother love him and depend fully on him again..

BUT, Bill was missing something: The main target was Stanley Pines (or Forrester as he was known..) not an average person, not someone he could cheat as easy as he could with his twin brother. You see how in Tbob all the people that Bill ever tried to convince for his portal ended up realizing his true intentions and go against him?, In Ford's case it got harder because it really took him long until he saw bill's true face but luckily for him in this au his protector was near him, so Bill's games wouldn't be as effective he at first thought.

Bill wasn't a real threat to Stan, that was Ford by himself...

AND NOW AS AN EXTRA OMG KIDNAPPER FORD AND BAD ENDING FORD MEETING? it would be so funny i imagine something like (tw: mysoginy, transphobia, homophobia and f word, it's bad ending ford who were talking about..)

Bad ending au Ford: you did let [] do WHAT!? What kind of version you even are of me, one who give up on life!?

Kidnapper au Ford: It's not as what you think, Stanley save us but he's still loyal to me!

Bad Ending au Ford: And how, forbidding us to take what is ours and Taking our time off from studying to spend hours taking care of the children she should be taking care of instead of showing off to others!? Don't even make me talk of how you let her continue with that stupid thoughts, no guess you're not a man but some of those faggots..

Kidnapper au Ford: Stan's helping me to pay for college, he's doing it for me! He's still doing what he should do for me, I--Im just letting him be a little comfortable but he's still mine and im still a man, Stan's not in control of me, I am!--

Kidnapper au Stan: STANFORD COME HERE, YOU'RE CHANGING THE KIDS THIS TIME!

Kidnapper au ford: 𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻! *🥺🥺*

#stancest #stancest prompts #70s stancest #80s stancest #teen dads au: bad ending edition #kidnapper ford au #ford is Stanley's annoying pet

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