#Sharing a Room

[steddieunderdogfics]

the road non taken looks real good now by ParadoxicalRhys

Rating: Explicit

4,116 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Time Skips, home for the holidays trope, Sharing a Room, oops i killed mr and mrs harrington, steve's fine, just needs a good fuck, inspired by tis the damn season by taylor swift, loosely, Kinky, Dom sub undertones, heavy spanking, Deep Throating, Mild Feminization, steve just likes to be called princess, Soft Dom Eddie Munson, Sub Bottom Steve Harrington, Mild Subspace, Daddy Kink, they're like 35

Summary:

December 23, 2002 - Hawkins, Indiana Steve Harrington is 35 and home at Christmas for the first time in fifteen years. Except it's not actually for the holidays. He's home to arrange his asshole parents' funerals, and he runs into Eddie Munson at the only bar in Hawkins. Old sparks reignite.

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[marimeeko]

Random headcanon of mine (context, I am a multishipper and did like KiriBaku in the early seasons;it has since obvs taken a back seat for bkdk):

Katsuki and Kirishima dated for a short time....if you want to call it dating. (They're both young, and it's their first situationship, not to mention they're both figuring out where they might stand on the queer spectrum. They obvs don't date deeply or for long, only kiss maybe once or twice. If that's even something Katsuki would want in an early relationship at age 15, troubled as he is.)

It's in that Era of the first movie, OF COURSE. LOL.

Obviously, though, their school work starts to take first priority for both of them as well as the LOV targeting them all the time, not to mention whatever Katsuki starts to have going on with Izuku.

They remain friends but naturally fall out of "dating". They're both ok with it.

[pepperonyfic]

Heyy do you know any fics that have the 'only one bed' trope??

You can find some of those fics under sharing a bed. Hope this helps.

[serenlyss]

A Space of Our Own

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance/Radiant Dawn Rating: General (fluff, sharing room, cuddling) Relationships: Ike/Soren Word Count: 6851 Read it on AO3: A Space of Our Own

Not much to say about this one, I just think they like sharing space with each other. Technically this is meant to be for the Romance prompt lol

Originally there was going to be a 4th scene where they have to share a room in the Crimea castle after the war with Daein and oh no! there was Only One Bed! but I ran out of time and it didn't fit as well as I thought hahaha but you can pretend it happened anyway if you want.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The math just adds up!

[evercelle]

it was all so simple then

[leafyeyes417]

Delivery

Danny really didn’t like the bowing and formality of being the Ghost King. Yes he had a lot of power but as long as you were decent he didn’t feel the need to exercise it. So Danny decided to disguise himself. His choice, a messenger.

He used to have only two forms, his human side and ghost side. Now he has four. A Royal form and his messenger form. His normal ghost form could now could be considered his comfy form, which he uses when he’s just hanging as friends.

Anyway what started the whole messenger thing was when he found out there was an entire room full of paperwork just relating to one guy. Like good for him in his Soul Evasion but not for the poor Ghost King. So he decided to return to sender.

Once in disguise (Thank you minor shapeshifting), he used a portal to get to the guys vicinity. Which happened to be in the middle of a Justice League meeting. Great. Okay Danny you got the bored look down, just do your supposed job.

“I’m looking for a…” he checks a clipboard he pulled out of nowhere. “John Constantine.”

He hears a curse to his left and glances over. Yep that’s the guy. Someone asks, “Why are you looking for him?”

Danny smiles blandly. “I need to deliver a package. It is quite large though so I will need a…” He glances at the clipboard again. “12 by 24 by 30 foot room to place it in.”

Constantine blinks confused. “But I didn’t order anything? Especially not from one of your kind.”

Danny nodded. “Yes this is a late return order I’m afraid. We finally got through some of the back log.”

Perturbed Constantine agreed and Danny was led to a place in the Watchtower after getting a signature for confirmation of delivery. Checking that the measurements were correct, Danny opened the portal and with a whomp the piles of paperwork landed in the room. Impressively none of the towers of paper toppled over, only swaying a little.

The heroes that had followed out of curiosity gaped. Constantine sputtered out a, “What the ‘ell is all this?!”

Danny gave a toothy smile. “This? This is all paperwork tied to you. The Ghost King decided that if you wanted to create so much paperwork then you can be the one to fill it out.” Ripping open another portal Danny waved and said his goodbyes. “Well my job is done. Bye!”

Once back in his keep he couldn’t keep himself from breaking out into laughter. It was so worth it to play messenger boy for that.

Later (not really a connected scene but had to share):

Danny floated into one of the Demon Princes receiving rooms. Constantine had gone through some of the paperwork and he needed to deliver the finished copies. Turns out being a messenger gave him a lot of wiggle room in going to new locations.

As Ghost King he would need to ask permission, get a bunch of gifts, etc etc. Messengers just needed a ‘hey I’m neutral and temporarily entering your territory’ and as long as Danny stayed out of restricted areas he had basically free rein.

Upon getting the sigil of confirmation from the Demon Prince he handed him the papers. The Demon frowned as he started reading and then snarled. “What is this?! That human’s soul was mine so why do I suddenly not have full claim?”

Danny shrugged. “I’m just the messenger but at a guess, the guy took advantage of the fact the bureaucracy was back logged and got some more deals. Heard the Ghost King is having him work through his own paperwork as punishment for making so much.”

Snarling and grumbling, the Demon shooed him away. He smirked. It was fun to see everyone react upon receiving bad news.

[kingdomvel]

Steve and Eddie have a secret relationship, but not by choice. No, they are not actively trying to hide their relationship, the opposite really. Dustin will ask Eddie to hang out and it will go: "Sorry dude, got a date with Steve today." "Ew, why are you saying it like that" "Like what" "LIKE THAT! It's weird, just say you are hanging out like a normal person" Every. Single. Time. And every interaction they have with others is the same. Even Robin doesn't believe Steve, "just because you have realised you like boys and he is gay doesn't mean you two are dating Steve, some people do not want to date you, accept that."

Someone catches them making out. They still don't believe them.

Wrote the whole thing here if anyone is interested

[mienar]

the wandering painter, part one

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[chloesimaginationthings]

Vanny regrets living at the FNAF pizzaplex even more now..

[on-the-clear-blue]

Down in the streets of Gotham, in the side alley next to Express Urgent Care run by one Leslie Thompkins and that was funded by the Martha Wayne Foundation was a soup kitchen.

Well...a soup kitchen of sorts. Not in any way official but if you were hungry in Crime alley you knew that the food would be safe and warm...and it was a place where *you* could be safe and warm.

Danny had left a week after his parents found out that he was Phantom, a week after he had seen their grief, the regret and pain in their eyes. The week had been spent in suspense, he knew that they needed to talk about what had happened but neither of his parents were ever able to even start bringing it up before they were sobbing.

Danny knew his parents loved him, thst his father felt soul crushing guilt, that his mother spent hours staring at herself in the mirror, as if she didn't even know who was looking back at her.

And to spare them both, Danny left.

It wasn't hard to do, not when he could turn invisible and phase through walls, a final text to Sam and Tucker to say his good byes (he knew that they would break and tell his parents where he would be going) and a particularly hard hug to leave from Jazz, Danny flew off with only a back pack.

He had traveled across the US for a few months, occasionally snagging a post card from a super store to send off home, paying only when he had the excess funds (Sam's rants about mega rich corporate billionaires let him know just which stores wouldn't miss the few bucks the cards sold for)

He had met up with Dani a few times, when she was in the country, handing him Vlads credit card and telling him to keep it (though he never did) only ever using it to book a room for a few nights at a hotel to clean himself up and sleep in a real bed.

He settled in Gotham after a while, he had briefly stayed in Faucett but that place didn't have nearly enough ecto for him to live comfortably.

Gotham on the other hand? It had everything, cops that don't question why a teen is on the streets, natural ecto up the wazoo and well...a crime rate that would dissuade his parents ever looking for him there.

He had set up a more permanent shelter in an abandoned apartment building (after chasing out the low level drug dealers that were using it) and found that he kinda liked the vibes of the place under the blatant crimes being committed in broad day light.

Sure people could see you getting mugged and look the other way, but if you were still alive and there 5 minutes later, they would come back, hand you something to clean up your now bloody nose and point out the bodega that had the best sandwiches.

It was a sense of community that Danny didn't know he had missed for the many months he traveled.

His first "cook out" wasn't even supposed to be a cook out, his apartment building was mostly wood and he didn't trust himself to not burn it down, so he came outside, setting up a portable stove and setting up a pot filled with some, water to boil up a soup mix.

As he waited for it to come to temp, he saw the group of homeless rubbing their hands together, watching him with curiosity, though that quickly turned to hunger as the smell of the soup spilled out into the alley.

Instead of turning the others away Danny only shrugged, pulled out his spare paper bowls and handed them out, taking a few bites first to show that it was safe to eat.

What followed was a sort of tradition, Danny would come out a few times a day, take out his hot plate and pot and set up a soup, others started asking if they could pitch in, and well...Danny would have loved to keep providing it freely but his food was quickly dwindling.

So his soup got add in, some jerky that Crazy Tom had got tossed in, a few herbs (re:weeds) were added in by Miss O'Connor, and Danny didn't even know where Lady Dimond pulled out some spices from, but he wasn't about to question the her, he had learned never to question where the working girls hid their things.

And it sort of grew from there, who ever was around came by, some came out of their way to share a meal, but it became a meeting place of sorts "Come by the Kitchen at noon, Tom got his hands on some steak! And it ain't even smells bad!"

Sure gangs tried to pull up on the meeting place, tried to intimidate the people there or coerce them into doing something...well that was until the host, some punk teen with hair darker than black and blue eyes that were so light they were white came up, and dished out a heavy handed fist into their jaws and sent them packing.

And so the Kitchen became a safe space, if you were hungry, if you were in danger, come by the little alley way, right next to the Express Urgent Care, the Host will take care of you there, if your willing to share, to stay peaceful with the rest of the gathered people, then you were welcome to grab a bite and relax, because the Kitchen was always safe.

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It would be a few years since the Kitchen started, since people had brought chairs and tables, since an old grill of questionable origin was left out side it, since tarps with only a few holes were hung up to keep the place dry when it rained, since rugs covered the ground and the the alley it was in was swept clean of any needles or cigarette butts.

But for one boy it had only been a few short days since his Mama died, since he had found her cold and dead in the bathroom, a belt tied around her arm and a needle still in her hand.

Jason was miserable, he had stayed with her for the a single day before he knew he would have to leave, the body of his mother would start to decompose soon, so he did what he had too, calling the police with his mother's phone that didn't have a lot of minutes left on it, telling them the address before hanging up and leaving it there so he couldn't be tracked.

He couldn't be there when the cops showed up, foster care would do shit for him, and at least his Mama would be buried, and not left to rot in their bath tub.

So a young Jason Todd, scared, alone and hungry came to the Kitchen, as his mother had told him to many times before, had told him to seek out it's Host if anything ever happened to her...and well...at the very least he would get something to eat...

[lucabyte]

there's a stranger who sleeps at the foot of your bed

[a3rosp4ce]

obsessed with the idea that katsuki just never thinks about romance at all bc he doesn't deem it important so when he first comes across feelings of wanting to be by izuku's side "for the rest of our lives" he just assumes it to be a twisted form of high-commitment long-term rivalry or something lmao

___

mitsuki: what you said to izuku in the hospital.. was basically a proposal, wasn't it? its rare to see you so sappy.

katsuki: ? proposal for what

mitsuki: ..marriage?

katsuki:

katsuki, only just remembering that the concept of romance and marriage exists:

katsuki, slowly coming to the realization that his feelings towards izuku are not only of rivalry: oh

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[disguting-girl-reads]

just sleep in the same bed already for fucks sake ??? yall can't stand to be separated more than a meter like seriously how ridiculous is that

WHY book a room with two doubles if you're going to tightly sleep in its edge to be close to your loser brother like ?? I hate them so much oh my god

[das-a-kirby-blog]

my toys

[originalcrime]

fic where buck follows eddie to el paso, ostensibly to help him get settled, and then doesn’t leave. and doesn’t leave. also his name is on the deed. also he picked the new tile for the kitchen backsplash. also at some point they started kissing on the mouth