#listen I like cold food

[shipskicksandgiggles]

Wowza it’s been a minute since I’ve done this… I hope you’re doing well! Anyways I’ve gotta get this idea outta my head because it’s consuming my brain and I’m trying to write an essay for school 😂

I keep thinking about the scene of Eddie getting hungry and going into Reefer Rick’s cabin and heating up some Campbells because that’s ultimately what tips people off to him staying there. So it made me think that after he realizes that’s how people found him he develops a fear of heating his food (I know this doesn’t really make any sense but I literally just need this out of my head) anyways flash forward to him spending most of his time at Steve’s while they recover from the upside (they’re boyfriends your honor) and Steve realizes Eddie eats most of his meals (probably leftovers of things Steve had made for meals prior and left leftovers of so eddie wouldn’t have to make anything for himself) and Steve notices and asks Eddie why he won’t heat up his food which leads to lots of comfort and cuddles and okay this is so dumb I’m so sorry

oh my god I missed asks like these, they give me So Many Thoughts

(I hope you’re good, I’ve missed you dude, although I’m procrastinating other things so idk how I’m doing)

anyways. I see your “Eddie develops a fear of heating up food” and I raise you “Eddie develops a fear of using power At All”

it starts like this.

while he was staying in the cabin, the neighbors noticed if the lights were on. the neighbors also knew about Rick and his extracurriculars, which meant Eddie had to be very careful not to draw any attention to the cabin.

Eddie was also raised poor, which meant he knew every last one of his actions had consequences. the lights, the water, the microwave, the gas stove, all of that costs money. numbers that would show up on bills that shouldn’t exist because the only man who should be in this particular cabin was in prison.

so while he was on the run, he got used to food that didn’t need to be heated up. cereal, crackers, chips, even unheated cans of spaghetti o’s when there was nothing left in the cupboards. it was fine, he just needed to stay alive until either the cops caught up to him or Hawkins realized he hadn’t killed Chrissy.

he’d only lapsed once when he couldn’t take cold food anymore, and then the witch hunters came for him. just because of one tiny infraction of his one rule to not use any power.

after the fact, Eddie still hesitated to turn on the lights. he would forget to shower because he hadn’t thought about it that whole week, because he couldn’t think about it, and now he had to be reminded. he still didn’t heat up food himself, like a creature of PTSD induced habit.

Steve was a godsend of a man, giving up his house, his guest room, an entire separate bathroom, just so Eddie could have a place to stay and feel safe. he was the one who reminded Eddie to shower and change his bandages and even put a nightlight in his room because the dark made him apprehensive. he even cooks meals for him, for Christ’s sake. he didn’t even mind that Eddie didn’t help, even he really wanted to, he just couldn’t touch the stove.

it’s just, it’s the food that makes Steve notice.

there were leftovers in the fridge, set aside because he was going to be home late and didn’t want Eddie to worry about fending for himself or taking his medications at a different time than he usually would. it was just pasta from the night before, with some chicken and green beans, all laid out neatly in tupperware because of course Steve portioned everything out.

Eddie took it out of the fridge, opened the top and just ate it like that. he didn’t want to touch the microwave, even though he knew he could. and it was fine. objectively, cold pasta, just like cold pizza, is good.

except Steve wrapped up dropping the kids off early and walked in to see Eddie perched on the kitchen counter, eating cold food.

“Were you so hungry you couldn’t be bothered to heat it up? Good Lord, man.”

except Eddie was so embarrassed he couldn’t look Steve in the eye.

“It’s fine like this, I didn’t want to bother.”

except Steve, Steve goddamn Harrington who took a shine to a group of six middle schoolers back in 1983 and then kept adding to the pack, was really good at figuring out when something was wrong.

“Alright, talk to me.”

and talk Eddie did. not just about the food, but about all of it. how he actually really liked to cook but touching the oven dial made him shaky. how he never remembered to turn lights in when he walked into a room and then would flinch when someone else did. how it didn’t help that he had his own bathroom because he still thought that showering put him in danger. how cold food was more than fine when the microwave terrified him got unknowable reasons.

and Steve? Steve listened. because even if to anyone else it would seem irrational, Steve knew it wasn’t. because the upside down made strange things normal, and normal things strange, and even if Eddie can’t touch the microwave, that’s okay. they can work with that.

so Steve takes the half finished food out of his hands and dumps it on a plate and puts it in the microwave for him. he wipes the tears from his face and wraps him in a hug, soothing Eddie’s sobs.

it’s okay to ask for help, even with something like using the microwave. it’s okay to hold onto certain habits, because at one point those habits kept him alive. and Steve understood that and never judged him for it.

[mars-ipan]

some postgame doodles for pride month

[acourtofquestions]

The queen and her consort. Where do you think they've been these past few days?

I heard they went into the mountains and brought the wild men back with them.

I heard they've been weaving spells around the city, to protect it against Morath.

Rowan was still smirking when Aelin emerged.

"See?" She fell into step beside him as they aimed not for their room and ravishment, but for the hallway where food had been laid out. "You're starting to like the notoriety."

Rowan arched a brow. "You think that everywhere I've gone for the past three hundred years, whispers haven't followed me?" She rolled her eyes, but he chuckled. "This is far better than Cold-hearted bastard or I heard he killed someone with a table leg."

"You did kill someone with a table leg." Rowan's smirk grew. "And you are a cold-hearted bastard," she threw in.

Rowan snorted. "I never said those whispers were lies."

Aelin looped her arm through his. "I'm going to start a rumor about you, then. Something truly grotesque."

He groaned. "I dread the thought of what you might come up with."

She adopted a harsh whisper as they passed a group of human soldiers. "You flew back onto the battlefield to peck out the eyes of our enemies?" Her gasp echoed off the rock. "And ate those eyes?"

One of the soldiers tripped, the others whipping their heads to them. Rowan pinched her shoulder. "Thank you for that."

She inclined her head. "You're very welcome."

[harmonizewithechoes]

My five year old has his very first day of kindergarten tomorrow 🥺🥺🥺 I didn’t expect to be hit with such a huge wave of emotions but I’ve been a WRECK all day

[sweetsuke]

narukana bffs. you agree 🫶

[dairyfreenugget]

(Going insane boinkinh one AU in my head)

Hey hey hey

May I interest you in

(Slowly slides my FaaF AU towards you but void just Disappears without a trace one day before the accolade)

Teehee

[marciliedonato]

I am being hunted by demons. Named antibiotic nausea. Also mcr is there for some reason

[arrgh-even-more-whatever]

[reinedeslys-central]

so like sometimes it's only been a couple hours after you've eaten and you're wondering if you're wondering if you're hungry - but maybe you're just, like, hungry in your head, right? Not actually hungry? So you don't need to eat because that would be overeating, like at a buffet where you stop eating when your stomach feels like it's going to burst? wrong your stomach has an early warning system

no yeah fast forward to two hours later when you're kinda lowkey starving and you go, oh. huh. bodies don't lie.

listen to your organs y'all 😅

[thebookworm0001]

the only meat in the barn was people

their rations were people meat

there was never not people meat

did

did they know????

did they know???????????????

[bat-the-misfit]

the way Ti doms see people is so funny

like they gather info to "how someone works" like they're some kind of machine or puzzle they want to solve

[fragrantpines]

(Taps mic) The B in Buddha's Temptation stands for Bisexual

[ladydisdainblog]

Thanks @its-a-state-of-angst for tagging me🌼 Even though I may or may not over-thought the hell out of this.

make a moodboard with… your fav celeb, your fav quote, a cute outfit, your fav drink, your fav color, your fav place, your fav hobby, your fav flowers, and your fav book

Tagging anyone who wants to participate💃

[fishbugdotpng]

Dinner Bell the Mafuyu song ever …

Starting off — “warmth” is a word Mafuyu uses a lot in the story, the physical feeling she associates with love, though she doesn’t quite know that it’s love yet. However, as a child, she still understood and could experience emotions, and in memories, she associates the positive ones, again, with warmth. In the events Mirage of Lights and Guiding a Lost Child to What Lies Beyond (+ the cards associated with them), she has memories of her childhood and feelings associated with warmth/cold, specifically in relation to her mother. Mafuyu wants to go back to the way she was a child; she wants to understand what she’s lost sight of now but had when she was little.

No big analysis or connections for this one, just Hey Haha That’s So My Favorite Character Lyrics HEY!!!! Deep down, Mafuyu wishes that her parents would love her for herself, and not her accomplishments. She doesn’t want to be their good girl, their smart girl, their prodigy doctor-in-training daughter who they can brag about — she doesn’t want to need to be special to be loved. She just wants to be loved like everyone else.

(Left: Dinner Bell, right: Tricologe)

I just found these similarities really interesting. I think Tricologe is a song that Kanade wrote to be from the perspective of someone who is both like her (self sacrificial, the outside “savior”) and another person who is like Mafuyu (trapped in a life that is slowly “killing” her, the imprisoned “saved”); and these lyrics are clearly about the latter — Mafuyu even sings them in the group cover of the song. I think that both songs, “eating” refers to the state of…being, though that’s somewhat vaguely put. More specifically, eating something you don’t want to means being a self that is not truly you — Mafuyu is “fed” the unwanted expectations other people put on her, which she then mindlessly accepts and tries to fulfill. Similarly, the protagonist of Dinner Bell has “things [they don’t] want to eat” — I think this is a similar setup to Mafuyu if the previous lyrics about being “special” are any indication of their relationship with their family. I believe that the protagonist has run away from home in some capacity because of a bad familial life, and even though they still crave love and acceptance that can only be given if they live up to their family’s wishes, they know that this will “kill” them if they keep going with that. Conversely, Mafuyu already became “a corpse” due to her accepting her parent’s expectations of her and focusing her whole life on living up to them.

いい子 (good child/girl) THE ULTIMATE MAFUYU REFERENCE! Also — “The rule mom … set / I lost it by the roadside”:

Both of these cards (arguably both “by the roadside” but either way close enough) are moments where Mafuyu’s illusion/high opinion of her mother shift. First, Mizuki telling her that it’s okay to run away sometimes: Mafuyu realizes she’s not obligated to put up with this, she can put herself first — something her parents have taught her, where her consciously or not, is bad and selfish. Second, (IMO) when the image of her mother truly shatters — it’s revealed to her that that her mother doesn’t care about Mafuyu the way she’s has convinced herself she does.

Alright so I probably should have put this earlier but this is primarily a Mafuyu analysis not a Dinner Bell one so you’ll just have to deal with me here. I believe the “dinner bell” in this song represents being loved and wanted by someone, and the singer so deeply desires that — to be called to enjoy a meal because they are wanted there, to be surrounded by warmth and to be loved enough to be called back home. Mafuyu craves unconditional love and acceptance from her parents, but she only gets love on the basis of her performance in school, as well as her performance as a Person, as a “good girl”. She so desperately wants to be called by the dinner bell - to be wanted no matter if she strays from her family’s wishes, to be loved even if she’s not always with them, following them and their plans for her. She…doesn’t get that. Not from her parents, that is.

In the event Mirage of lights, Mafuyu gets sick (with a fever, woah haha that was in the song) and stays at Kanade’s house to recover. She has memories of a similar experience when she was a child, when her mother took care of her, and she makes the same request both times — to not be left alone.

Both times, the caretaker in the situation stays with her and holds her hand. But Mafuyu’s grown up now and she doesn’t get that kind of kindness and care from her parents — her mom doesn’t even notice she’s not doing well and she has to go to school sick, sacrificing the time she wants to spend on her own tasks to help other people. Her parents, especially her mom, have somewhat stopped seeing her as a Whole Person — instead, she’s their perfect little girl, a straight-A student who helps everyone around her and has a bright future. Anything outside of that is foreign to them. Mafuyu probably won’t ever get what she wants — unconditional love — from her parents. But she will get it from her friends, her true family. And that’s more than enough, I think.

[honestlyawesome]

I do still wake up very early and most of the time with a great weakness in my heart. But it’s ok

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