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Therapy? You mean rewatching Merlin szns 1 through 4 and ignoring szn 5 exists.

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Oliver is single-handedly feuling the fire that is my brain/tumblr drafts and I love him so much for it.

Like yes bae keep telling me buck is attracted to Eddie and couch theory is real and that you watch buddie edits and are lowk on team buddie. keep telling me Eddie was bucks bisexual awakening. I’ve got my tumblr drafts open and ready as we SPEAK.

me: buck was attracted to eddie in 2x01 and he didn’t know what to do with that feeling

oliver: buck was attracted to eddie in 2x01 and he didn’t know what to do with that feeling

me:

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Just caught up to now with 911 and as much as I’m in love with buddie and I was LIED TO. DECIEVED. TRICKED. by Tumblr by thinking they were gonna kiss in 7.05 instead of buck and tommy, I’m gonna be scraping these breadcrumbs of queer representation okay 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

No but also how are you gonna say you were trying to get tommys attention but work out right in eddies eye line to try and get HIM to notice you. Cmon now. You are literally his son’s next legal guardian.

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Me telepathically communicating with the author of the fic I’m reading from 10+ years ago because they had the EXACT same fic idea as me and they executed it to PERFECTION.

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Derek is for SURE a bitey wolf during sex. I mean you just know he’s biting and chewing and god help me LICKING at as much as he can get of stiles okay.

So imagine there’s a pack meeting and stiles has rushed out of bed and is running off 3 cups of coffee so far, because he’s ADHD ridden like me okay.

Anyway he shows up and everybody is staring at him and he’s all “take a picture it’ll last longer” before Scott makes a general indication towards his neck with wide eyes.

Stiles has a matching expression as he pulls out his phone for the camera and notices a few quite VIVID bruises staining his otherwise flawless skin all the way up his neck.

There’s a muffled laugh to be heard from the sofa, and everybody turns to see a usually sour wolf with a - dare I say smug - look on his face. Clearly proud of his work.

It’s the first time the pack has seen the grump’s frown upside down and everyone joins in laughing with him. Stiles is stood watching the whole scene in-front of him with a frown on his face, arms crossed over his chest in a way that shows he is in no way amused.

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Sorry I’ve not been posting take this silly meme instead

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Omg Sanji in a moral dilemma because he gets jealous over some girl flirting with zoro but he can’t do anything about it because he doesn’t want to be rude to a woman.

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I don’t think I’ll ever actually truly recover from this video

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Guys Eddie is only taller than Steve when he has his platforms on it’s true bceause I say so.

Like just imagine Eddie walks out of his trailer and he isn’t changed or ready yet so he doesn’t have shoes on and he’s shorter than Steve and Steve keeps having to look away or cover his face because he can handle a demigorgon but not those big brown doe eyes looking up at him.

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Yall tell me why I saw this and I was like “that’s Eddie an Steve.” I’m actually not crazy this is genuinely them right guys…right?!?!

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It’s the way that I just KNOW draco and Harry would skip right past the awks stage of their relationship because along with being rivals, draco for sure learnt everything there was to know about Harry to “know his enemy” and vice versa.

So first date draco takes him to this stupid muggle restaurant and buys him food and Harry’s like “this is my favourite food” and dracos all “yeah I know, you commented on it in the quibbler in 4th year. I told them to leave the vinegar and only put salt”

And then maybe they’re at Harry’s apartment and harry lights a candle or some incense and draco’s all “this is my favourite scent” and Harry’s just “you wore it all through 6th year” and OH MY GOD.

So queer.

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Guys I’m a genius.

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Omg this is so true Eddie would show off hickeys and bruises so proudly and he would absentmindedly run his own fingertips over them throughout the day and his lips would twitch into a little smile and steve would go so crazy for it. I love this idea. Thank you SO much op.

Thinking about Eddie covered in small lil bruises, most of them around his shoulders, his sides, sometimes his wrists, bc of Steve. Bc he'd want to grab and hold on tight and never let go and Eddie would encourage it so much that Steve would finally actually hold on. Digging his fingers hard into his skin like he's trying to claw his way inside of Eddie. Digging his fingers into his skin like he's trying to glue them together.

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Guys…the drarry angst…it’s been hitting so hard recently…I don’t know if I can survive this…

Like…imagine draco keeps seeing Harry and Ron get their homemade Christmas jumpers and he doesn’t even attempt to ask his father or mother for one, because he’ll be laughed and waved off, told to deal with it.

So Draco sits back and watches until third year, when he picks up a couple of knitting needles he finds laying around and some yarn that may or may not be stolen from a certain cat of a certain caretaker, and he gets to knitting.

It’s hard at first and he STRUGGLES but a month in he’s got the hang of it and the late hours of the night are now spent with his curtains drawn and knitting needles in hand.

And when the next Christmas rolls around, he’s got a bit of a wonky green jumper with a D on the front that looks a little more like an O, but it’s okay, cause it’s handmade and he wears it proudly.

That’s of course until Harry Potter walks past him and Ron says “I thought purebloods didn’t wear hand me down clothing” with a snicker and he sees Harry hide a laugh behind his hand and that was it.

Draco shoves the stupid thing under his bed and never brings it out again, certain of nothing if not the fact he’ll never have his own Molly Weasley to knit him a jumper, and he never will, because Harry Potter always seems to have everything, and Draco has nothing.

No real friends, no handmade jumpers, no Christmas to go home to save a few house elves bringing him eggnog on Christmas morning, and no Harry Potter laughing with him, only at him.

WHAT THE FUCK GUYS. IM CRYING SOBBING SCREAMING. I LOVE DRACO SO MUCH. THIS IS LESS DRARRY ANGST AND MORE DRACO ANGST BUT I LOVE HIM YOU DONT UNDERSTANDDDD I FEEL FOR THIS BOY SO DEEPLY 😭😭😭😭

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Stiles has had to get used to a lot of freaky wolf things with derek and the pack. One of which being scenting.

At first it was small things, like a hand on his shoulder or a quick scent on his shirt before he put it on, but Derek in particular had been getting more comfortable, flat out rubbing his head on stiles’ shoulder while they were watching a movie, and even scenting the entirety of stiles room and wardrobe. But it was just another wolf thing.

Stiles is talking to a guy from his old Spanish class he ran into when in town, he’s taller than stiles and has a small tattoo on his right hand he was currently showing the shorter man before stiles feels strong hands at his waist and a body behind him. Stubble resting on his neck and lips occasionally grazing his pulse point, making him suck in a small breath.

“Well hi then” stiles said in response to the action, recognising Dereks form almost immediately.

The old classmate however, was quick to scuttle off “oh, sorry I didn’t know you had a boyfriend” he raised his hands in the air in a mock surrender “I’ll catch up with you again sometime stiles”

“Uhh- yeah sure” stiles absentmindedly threw a hand up in an attempt at a goodbye wave before spinning around to face Derek, whose hands were still on his hips.

“Did you hear that” stiles let out a small laugh “he called you my boyfriend, HA imagine”

The thumbs grazing on his hips halted their little circular movement “stiles. We have been dating for 2 months.”

Stiles looked up at a stone faced Derek and suddenly realised what all of those meals on the floor of dereks place were meant to be. “What- but I- we haven’t even, you know-…”

“I thought you were waiting.”

Stiles spent approximately another 3 seconds staring up at the older man in disbelief before dragging him down with hands on built shoulders into a searing kiss.

(Omg guys I know this is short but IMAGINE like please someone write a more detailed vers. 😖😖)

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OKAY RIGHT Eddie and steve are at the mall or out somewhere and they see a little stall for crepes so of course they buy them, but Steve waits for them to be done while Eddie goes to the toilet and pays for them so Eddie doesn’t even register they didn’t split the bill until after he’s finished said crepe, so he just left it

And this happens OVER AND OVER again like somehow Steve keeps paying for things for Eddie without him noticing until one day Eddie confronts him about it after Steve went and bought Eddie a goddamn GUITAR, and eddies all “I don’t need your charity, Harrington”

And Steve is like “…what” because he wasn’t paying for things cause he thinks eddies poor, he’s paying for things cause he thinks eddies FINE AS HELL, and it’s just become automatic for him to buy things for people he likes cause he’s loaded and he’s got nothing else to buy with the money.

So Steve is like OH. And he comes to the conclusion he needs to break it to Eddie quickly, Eddie who is completely in love with Steve and practically jumps him when Steve confesses.

And they live happily ever after the end thank you. 😝😝

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Eddie came into family video everyday to talk to Robin. It was a regular occurrence. It started off every week or so, and then every couple of days, and now he was bringing her lunch. Every. Single. Day. Steve thought this was unacceptable.

Now he knew that Robin was his best friend, and she was allowed to like other people just fine, but there was something about Eddie that itched under his skin, like a bad rash he couldn’t get rid of, or a heat pooling at the pit of his stomach.

He would walk into the store everyday at 1:30 on the dot, not a minute earlier or later, with a brown bag that said “Robin, my love” or “my beautiful wife”, or something just as stupid, and he always passed it to Robin with a big, stupid, idiotic smile on his face and she would always give him a little peck on the check as a thank you.

He would lean over and rest his stupid forearms on the desktop, showing off his stupid tattoos and all his stupid rings and bracelets. The latter clanging around while he made extravagant movements to match extravagant stories.

Sometimes he would play with his hair, or twiddle with a necklace, or run his fingers up and down his forearm. Steve was starting to realise he paid a lot more attention to Eddie than to, well, anything else.

Everything had been normal, up until the day it was 1:39, and Eddie hadn’t shown up.

Steve wasn’t worried, he refused to be, he just sat there at the cash register and thought about whatever it is he usually thought about that didn’t include Eddie, which he found wasn’t a lot.

So of course, he didn’t breathe a sigh of relief when the sound of jangling bracelets and big platform boots came tumbling through the door.

Steve looked up, expecting the usual sight of big brown eyes staring towards Robin, waiting to tell her his most recent adventure, and instead found those eyes on a a beeline straight for him, and arms holding two large paper bags.

Eddie dumped one of the bags right on the counter in front of Steve, who strained his eyes to read the “stevie, baby” written on the side of the bag, with a little cartoon heart next to it.

“I never see you eat lunch.”

Steve realised he hadn’t said anything for at least 30 seconds before he head Eddie say that. He looked up at him. “What?”

“I’m in here everyday, at lunch time, and you never eat, just sit there. I’ve been coming here for 3 months for godsake, how have you not withered away, turned to stone and dust.” That last bit was accompanied by flailing arms.

Steve was in shock, his mouth felt too dry to speak and his belly was doing that stupid thing it did whenever Eddie showed up, but this time 10 times fast.

“Eddie,” he finally managed to get out, “my lunch break is at 12, I’ve, uh, already eaten.”

Big doe eyes widened impossibly further “oh.”

There was a weird silence, one that shouldn’t be weird. If it were any other one of his friends he would’ve laughed it off by now or simply just taken and eaten the food, but then again, none of his other friends were Eddie.

“I’ll just put it back in the fridge at home, it’ll be leftovers for me” Eddie said and hands reached out to pick the bag right back up before Steve’s hand was on his forarm, and he took the bag right back.

“Is that chicken? I can smell chicken.”

“Yeah it’s a chicken sandwich, I made it with mayo and there’s some salad on the side if you wanted it”

Steve stared up at Eddie again, who was now playing with his hair.

“You made it?” Steve’s mouth felt dry.

Eddie just nodded, and watched Steve reach into the bag and pull out the food, talking a bite out of the sandwich and humming approvingly.

“It’s really good, thanks man. You did a perfect job on the chicken to mayo ratio, like PERFECT”

Eddies cheeks dusted pink and he was now making little plaiting motions in his hair.

Steve wasn’t sure when the little thing his belly did when Eddie was around had become a comfortable warmth spread throughout his body, something almost easing, or soothing might be the word for it. Whatever it was, Steve liked it.

They just stared at eachother, an unspoken pact or, something, that this was nice, that they could get used to this.

Until there was a voice to the left of Steve speaking up, “I’d like my food now dickwad”

(P.s GUYS IM SORRY IF THE END IS RUSHED I LOWK DIDNT KNOW HOW TO END IT PLEASE TELL ME OR REPOST AND GIVE TIPS. Anyway this started off as a completely different plot line and I completely spiralled off so now I need to go write something about that 😖😖)