#aa!bud

[californianedgeworth]

Maya's! she's one of my go to characters to draw because it's easy for me

[radioisntdead]

listening to ASMR again, WHY DO THEY KEEP KILLING OFF MY FAMILY??? WHAT DID THEY DO?? THEY COULD BE ALIVE? THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PLOT YOU JUST KILLED THEM OFF FOR FUN???

[somegrumpynerd]

Are you an AA battery?

(get it? Because you're aro and ace? Sorry I'm not funny)

Face reveal!! Felt cute might delete later

[im-still-watching-anime]

kristoph: the law is perfect. it’s absolute.

klavier: you literally manipulated it to get away with murder

kristoph: yeah, the exploits are perfect too. for me. and my crimes.

[alien-ally]

Where's gee? Badminton championship? Can she come for a second? i think she can fix it.

[lynnesgalaxy]

To that generous anon!!

ThANK YOU!!! WOAOAOUG

[bhaalsdeepbat]

Astarion refers to the other spawn he intends to create as his children and I personally HC it more like his consort spawn eventually plays the role of brood mother to whoever the favored "children" are for eternity. like they recreate a fucked up family unit. romanced player and the children have to compete for scraps while he spoils whoever his romance partner is. and the cruelty of it is that Astarion's consort has all the gifts to be in the sun, but Astarion now wants an eternal night for all of the children he intends to make (and force to live in the shadows).

[your-local-granny]

they make me very happy

[imaginariumgeographica]

How dare the american astronomical society change all my spellings of 'vapour' to the american spelling

[plugnuts]

yeahh, it was a math exam so I didn't do great, but at least I passed. And it's ok the apple is already stuck on my frequent emojis too LOL, I'm making a mark I guess. I've got some books here I've been wanting to read so I'll probably do that for a while, anyway hope you have/had a good night! (depending on when you see this) ~ 🍎

A pass is a PASS my guy!! I’m proud of you! Maths is a bitch to deal with even to those who like the subject, so the fact that you passed is a WIN! And dude HONESTLY these exchanges of ours really said to our recent emojis:

And HELL yeah my dude!! I hope you enjoyed your reading, or if you’re still reading then you should probably put it down- but I’ve had an okay day!! Heavily infected with the tired sleepy but doing good :D I hope you’ve had/are having a great day yourself! 🍎

[whatareyoureallyafraidof]

  Uh; I think my grapes got too much Gamma radiation. (AA battery for scale.) #HulkGrapes

[bamfkeeper]

So uhh...his tail?? He's used it before. 18+ below cut, MDNI

You cannot look at me and say he's never used his tail during sex. Impossible. Look at him.

Warnings: Afab reader, oral sex, tail usage duhhh, slight nipple play, vaginal sex, slight anal teasing. Ignore mistakes, not edited (default at this point lol).

WC: 1.2k

Sucking him off would be the best thing ever, he would absolutely tease the hell out of you. Kurt likes to give more than he gets, he's a gentleman that way, so when you blow him, he likes to reciprocate as much pleasure as possible. You could be slobbering on him, making him see stars but he still finds a way to make you feel an orgasm.

His tail sneaks between your legs, the spade slipping into your underwear and he strokes your pretty slit with it. He can feel how soaked you are, and it makes him moan louder. His tail is sensitive to touch in the same way of his neck being sensitive to biting. So rubbing you felt good, and his spade gently poked your entrance.

"Liebe....you are so wet, all for me? Just from tasting me?" he asks slowly, his half lidded eyes and slightly open mouth drove you insane. Your mouth took more of him, his head brushing the soft flesh in the back of your throat. You suppressed a natural gag, he looked a little worried and frowned. "Es tut mir leid..." he rasped, "A-are you alright, schatz?"

You nodded, refusing to pull off his delicious cock. You drooled so much, it dripped down his balls, the tiny trails of saliva running down his sensitive flesh making him shiver. His tail, in turn, reacted to his increased pleasure and slowly attempted to push into your tight pussy. It was an awkward shape, but his spade was flexible and not a set arrow.

Your eyes widened when you felt his spade enter you, he was only about halfway inside, but it was surprising to say the least. He had rubbed you and stroked you before, but never inserted it more than just the tip to tease. You weren't opposed, it was hot, and you pressed your hips back into his tail for encouragement.

"Oh, you like it, then?" he looked down and grinned a little, pushing more of his spade inside you. Kurt pumped it in and out, it flared and stretched you as he worked it. You reflected your pleasure by sucking him with more passion, so you two were both experiencing pleasure from one another.

He pushed his tail further and there was a pop - his spade had slipped inside completely. You mewled around his dick, his hips lightly moving against your lazy bobs. "You swallowed my tail, liebling...so eager for me. I know you've wanted this, each time my tail touches your beautiful body, you shiver and press against it." he gently flared his spade inside you, the edges rolling along your walls.

You moaned loudly over his cock, so sloppy and messy, you didn't dare pull off him. You just bobbed your head faster, your hand stroking what wasn't in your mouth. His tail continued to move inside you, expertly flaring and thrusting his spade in and out of your pussy. It wasn't like a dildo or anything, but it was enough to make you squirm with need.

Kurt pulled it out of you, soaked in your juices, and he rubbed it along your slit. The tip of his spade hitting that sweet bundle of nerves that made you feel like you were on cloud nine. Your groans made his cock vibrate in your mouth and he pulled you off him, allowing you a reprieve to take a breath and relax your jaw. "Aa, ah Kurt...your tail...feels so good..." you drooled and leaned down onto your elbows, your hips raising up as his tail got to feel more of you.

Before you knew it, your back hit the bed and he was over you, grabbing your hips and you felt his cock against your cunt. He rubbed himself there while his lips attached themselves to one of your nipples, his tail wrapped around your other breast and teased the cute bud.

Your hands tangled in his hair, gripping him tightly, "Oh my god...Kurt, fuck's sake...don't stop." You managed through your blissful pants, his lips pulled off your swollen nipple, and moved to the opposite one. He attached himself and suckled, his tongue rolling around in circles while he sucked. You moaned at the sensation, your hand tightening in his curly, dark hair.

He pulled off and slowly pushed his cock into you, sliding in with ease from how slick you already were. "You are so wet...have I done this to you?" he chuckled against your neck, his face contorting with pleasure as he pushed himself completely to the hilt. "Du bist wunderschön, mein Engel..." he cooed to you as he began his steady pace.

You rolled your hips up against his thrusts, wanting to meet him as much as possible. His tail continued to fondle your breasts gently and tease your nipples, his arms tight around your middle while he thrusted into you. His face tinted a purple blush as he let out quick breaths with the sharp juts of his hips.

Kurt's hair became messy as he groaned loudly, "You are so tight around me, liebchen, I will not last much longer," his grunts got a little louder and you felt his canines along your neck. He hotly kissed the skin, his teeth nipping and biting where he could and leaving dark marks in his passionate wake.

You felt his tail disappear from your chest and travel down your body, sneaking lower and experimentally poking you right beneath where his cock was. You stiffened at the sensation of his tail tip rubbing your other hole and your eyes shot up to his. He was watching you carefully, even in all his overwhelming waves of pleasure, he was making sure you were okay. "J-Just...teasing." he reassures, a playful yet mischevious smile on his lips.

"Just playing...." you repeated softly, sighing and reaching down to spread yourself ever so slightly. "Play then, but no penetration....not yet." you winked back, matching his playful demeanor. His grin widened and he got his confidence back. His tail gently massages the tight ring of muscle, his hips continued their steady thrusting into you.

You felt your body shake as your orgasm ran through you, it felt like your body exploded from your core and spread to your fingertips. Your toes curled from the intensity and you couldn't believe how quick you were to reach your climax after he began playing more adventurously.

"Ah, liebe! You are so much wetter....and hotter...I am going to cum," he warned briefly before his cock thrust to the hilt and he spilled himself inside of you with a loud, gorgeous moan. Kurt was undoubtedly so hot when he came, you could've cum again just watching him unravel.

He fell beside you, pulling his tail away and slipping out of you. The mess soon came with and he whimpered watching it, almost tempted to push it back in with his cock.

"Ah, Kurt, that was...unexpected, and amazing." you chuckled lightly, reaching to stroke his soft, velvety cheek. His head leaned into your hand instantly, placing a kiss in your palm. His hair was a mess and he looked so worn out, but he still was just as handsome as ever. You liked when he was blissed out with you, neither of you cared how you looked.

"Ja, liebling...it was." he pulled you into him and snuggled close. "Clean up later...right now I just want to keep you in my arms." He insisted, his tail coming around you and holding you in place.

"Fine, fine," you smiled and buried your face into his chest, "Five minutes..."

"Ten minutes."

"Seven."

"...okay. Seven."

Thanks for reading.

*BAMF*

dividers by @/adornedwithlight

Cover Image: Nightcrawler #5 (2014)

[rillian4e]

Scara with an s/o thats completely insatiable out of nowhere

Like before his s/o would be tired after maybe 3 rounds? But on one random day theyre like supperrrrrr insatiable

As in its been 10+ rounds and they still want more hehe

Scenario please!

Ooh, I like this! Thank you for the ask, anon🫶

cw: nsfw fem!reader, penetration, use of degrading petnames, rough, sub!reader, dom!scaramouche, dacryphilia, spanking, not proof read.

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Scaramouche was amused, he'd never have thought that you, his s/o who usually was completely spent after 2-3 rounds, became so needy. Not to say that Scaramouche is complaining, it's quite the opposite. He found that arousing, incredibly so.

It has been so long since you two started, you couldn't remember what orgasm this was, nth, eighth? It was all blurry as only the desire of release overwhelmed your senses entirely. Your legs draped over Scaramouche's shoulder as he fucked himself into your abused hole, "Hhnn... You're— so, so needy today, what's gotten into you? Nevertheless, let us see when you finally break." not registering his words as his cock hitting your sweet spot was all you could think about, you had been hot and bothered all day long for him, it was until after you two returned within the confines of your home that he finally caved in, punishing you for acting so needy when you were in public.

It certainly surprised him, he was a puppet, he could go on for days but he was used to being done after a few rounds and then cleaning you up afterwards, this though was a pleasant surprise to him. He saw it as a challenge to try and see how long it will take till you break. One of his hands reaching to play with your chest, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, twisting and biting the bud, your body was all the more sensitive.

When he sees the tears well up in your eyes, he smirks, pushing himself even deeper inside your hole. His hand rubbing small circles on your swollen clit before spanking it, making you cry out, your legs trembling from the overstimulation.

Soon you found yourself cumming all over his cock, when Scaramouche thought you'd be all exhausted and beg him that you can't take anymore, but it was the opposite. "Mhhf~! Aa-ah! More...! More, please..." the words that reached his ears made him grin, he is going to give you just that. "You want more, yeah? Seems I'll have to fuck you dumb till you can't even speak, you want that, huh?" He laughed when he saw you nod, your cheeks a rosy hue, your cunt squeezing around his cock even more. Of course, he couldn't just deny his sweet little darling, could he?

After all, you were so obedient, taking him so well... He had to give you what you wanted, and so he did. The room filled with wet, squelcing sounds of skin clapping, his cock buried deep inside your used cunt, you don't remember how long it's been, you feel as if you can't take anymore but want even more, Scaramouche only cooing faux sympathy at you, telling you how you can take it and how you wanted this. "Hm, is my little whore already tired? No? Well, you will be when I'm finished with you." you were tired, yes, but hearing his words only made you wetter, the way he manhandled you with no care excited you, you will definitely want more of this in the future, even if you cannot walk days after.

[cyberfreaky]

DILF!JAKE WHO MARKS YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME 彡

“c’mere.” jake would be sat in his chair, patting the empty space in his lap. your eyes would light up with curiosity, hungrily gazing over the pitched tent in his loincloth.

you’d walk over leisurely, climbing onto his lap and straddling his lean thighs. you’d purposefully position your clothed heat over his bulge, providing a delicate amount of pressure on your pulsing clit. jake would notice immediately, smirking in response as his large hands roamed down to your ass — giving it a rough squeeze while pulling you closer.

“need me to take care of you?” he’d asked, amber eyes glazed with lust. you didn’t even have to answer, the subtle gyrating of your hips against him did all the talking.

it wasn’t long until you were bouncing eagerly on jake’s length, filled to the brim with nothing but him. your face was nuzzled into his neck, arms wrapped tightly around him as his bulbous tip kept continually hit your sweet spot. “aa..angh!” you’d cry lewdly, the slaps of wet skin echoing throughout the hut.

jake would lean back smugly, watching you work desperately for your orgasm. “that’s my girl.” he’d grunt, raising his hand and slapping your ass as he massaged the fat of it in his palms. he’d guide your movements, meekly helping you lift yourself up and down his thick cock. “so fuckin’ pretty.”

his hungry gaze fell on your plump tits, his cock twitching inside you as he watched them bounce in tandem with your bucking hips. he’d lean down, taking one of your hard nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the nub. the new sensation caused your body to jolt forward, your eyes rolling back in your head. choked moans left your mouth as you fucked yourself on jake, your thighs beginning to tremble uncontrollably. “o-oh..my god!”

jake chuckled against your chest, his lips trailing up your body and peppering kisses across your collarbones. the flat on his tongue dragged across your skin, connected by string of spit as he littered you with faint love-bites. the prospect of marking you officially had crossed his mind, but he tended to settle on hickeys in fear of hurting you. but seeing you like this, bouncing like a bunny on his cock, gave him the crucial urge to do it. the idea of anyone even thinking of having you in this way was enough to drive him over the edge.

you’d feel jake’s lips ghost over your neck, his pupils almost dilating at the suppleness of your skin. he could feel your release nearing, the way your movements grew lazy indicated you were minutes away from gushing all over his lap. “doin’ such a good job, sweetheart.” he’d whisper softly, hoarse groans escaping his throat as you clenched around him. his possessiveness became apparent as he began to thrust up into your dripping pussy, an overwhelming pleasure engulfing you completely. “want you t’cum with daddy, okay?”

“y-yes, daddy..fu-fuck!” you’d mewl, a string of obscenities leaving your lips as jake’s fingers showed your tender bud some attention. you’d given up completely on bouncing, now allowing jake to rut into you as your body slumped against his chest. you bit painfully on your lower lip, arms wrapped tightly around your mate’s shoulders as the coil within grew tighter. “m’gonna cum, i..i’m so close.”

“i know, baby.” jake would pant, his hips slamming up and bottoming out in your cunt with each, sloppy thrust. “m’gonna fill this pretty pussy up.” he’d grunt breathlessly, wasting no more time before sinking his canines into the skin of your neck. you’d squeal in surprise, keening into the pleasurable pain as it heightened your arousal even more. the way jake’s tongue flicked over the bruise and lapped up the drawn blood was devilish — officially marking you as his. “yr’my girl. only mine.”

— all rights reserved © cyberfreaky (2023) do not repost, translate or copy my work without given permission.

[plumipal]

AAAAAOMG UR TWST OC IS SO ADORABLE?? i'm absolutely in love with eden sm (+ his design?? the star eyes and the wings are my favorite,, i wanna smooch all his tattoos!) and i hope it's okay to ask a few questions about him... (I KNOW U SAID IT WAS OKAY BUT I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE 😭 i'm genuinely interested in knowing more!)

1) does he have anyone in the twst cast that he tolerates/likes? i know he's part of the whole harem thing but is there anyone he doesn't necessarily mind being around (or even sharing with the prefect?)

2) do grim and eden have a good relationship? i would assume so since they're living both with one another but do they just get along with each other for the prefect's sake or are they actually best buds? (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)

(little dumb idea but i think it would be so cute if the prefect treated the two as if they were all like a little family! eden and prefect being the two parents and grim their rambunctious kid lmao,, i would imagine the others not being so happy about it (っ‘ω`c))

3) is he okay with physical affection/pda? is he totally chill about it or would he rather shy about the whole thing? is he open to having the prefect touch his wings or his tattoos?

4) oooo any funfacts that you have about the new ramshackle resident?? just in general really if that's okay with u ofc!! ☆

aa okay that's it!! i hope my questions weren't annoying or anything! (っ‘ω`c)

Had to get one of those wheels ive seen going around where you put the oc and how they feel about the character and how the characters feel back about them, but with a twist lol (most of them are haters).

The ones he are most tolerant with are grim, ace, deuce, jack and kalim. Only one he could possible share with would either be kalim, jack or deuce, because of how he sorta is annoyed by ace.

Of course cant forget how he feels about you :) he thinks you are very very very special and he loves you a lot <3

He likes grim a lot, seeing as grim isn't one of the students that is oh so annoying. He warms up to the monster, seeing how gently you take care of grim, wanting to do the same. It feels, domestic, in his opinion.

Grim likes Eden a lot too, he has never belittled him, he has always made sure to feed grim along with Eden being very warm (and therefore very nice to sleep on). In grims opinion, he thinks you should go with Eden, cuz he is a good candidate for marriage (grim has been bribed with love, affection, and tuna).

He takes good care of the cat son, making sure he is healthy and happy.

Now onto pda. Eden are only okay with you touching the wings, the tattoo and the core, being as they are quite sensitive. The scar is still off limits, but maybe if you make him warm up to you even more you might be able to-

He loves when you help him with his wings, it's one of the best feelings out there. Fo mind that only you (and grim) can touch the wings, anyone else is off limits, ESPECIALLY ROOK HE IS FORBIDDEN TO TOUCH THEM.

Eden facts!! He has lil "ear-holes" like birds, just behind the feathers. Be careful around that part when you help him with his feathers, otherwise you might have a pouty and angry Eden on tour hands.

His eyes also glow in the dark! It's the scariest during the nightly snack runs down to the kitchen, seeing him suddenly stare at you, but you slowly get used to it!

You don't know where the extra eyes sometimes come from tho...

Also some general facts about Eden!

Dorm: Ramshackle

Birthday: 1/1

Age: ???

Height: 185cm

Fav subject: alchemy

Hobby: cleaning in ramshackle, birdwatching

Likes: you

Dislikes: Loud noises, blond 3rd year hunters named rook hunt, people trying to grab onto his wings that aren't you

Fav food: he don't need to eat to gain sustenance, bur he likes mashed potatoes with gravy

Least fav food: soup, any soup, he hates it

Btw if anyone were to write for Eden I would explode it would mean the world to me

[rainylana]

“Pinky promise.”

Eddie Munson x female reader

summary: you can only keep it in for so long without him knowing how shitty your life had been, and when the dam breaks, he’s there to help.

warnings: reader’s parents are getting divorced and has siblings, mentions of unhealthy eating habits and exhaustion, angst to fluff, talk of panic attacks, reader has a breakdown:( language.

a/n: hey there:) i know! it’s been a while since i posted and i’m sorry for that. i just didn’t feel like writing. but here i am:) it! i missed you all!:))) drop by in my inbox for any requests or questions or anything! i’d love to hear from you<3 i’m really happy with how this turned out and i hope you love it as much as i do! it tugs on the heart strings:)

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Eddie didn’t know how bad it was. And it wasn’t because he was oblivious or not smart enough to see. You were just that good of an actor. You truly knew deep down that he would not berate you for feeling the way you did, but the last thing you wanted to be was seen as an unstable girlfriend just looking for attention. But things really had been bad, and it all seemed to pile up on each other.

You found yourself getting mad at little things, your anxiety ticking away like an explosive ready to detonate. Your dreams were plagued with nightmares that lasted all night long, and damn it, you just found it hard to get up in the morning.

But Eddie, the poor boy, didn’t have a clue about your struggles. You kept up a smile at all times. You laughed and played your part like you were supposed to. Just because you were having a difficult time didn’t mean you had to bring down his party, or anyone else’s, for that matter.

It’s just your parents divorce was finally getting to you. You were happy they were calling it quits, as were your siblings, but the days up until it’s finalization was brutal. The fighting and screaming was endless and your siblings were scared and didn’t understand. You couldn’t concentrate in class and you failed a test that you’d thought you were going to pass. You were having panic attacks almost on the daily. You spilled grape juice on your white socks. It was just one thing after another.

Of course, Eddie did know about your parent’s separation, but any time he brought it up, you chalked it up to him believing you were taking it well. You were a good actress. Today however, your dam would break, because you could only take so much.

“You didn’t bring me a surprise snack today?” Dustin’s big eyes widened in a playful sadness that quirked your lips up in a smirk. “But you always bring me a surprise snack! What else am I going to have for dessert!”

“You’re cleaning out my girlfriend’s pantry, Henderson.” Eddie’s chair tipped backwards as he threw a pretzel at his friend across the cafeteria table. “Can’t you bring your own shit?”

“Sorry, bud.” You tucked your hair behind your ear, looking in your empty lunchbox. “If it makes you feel any better, I forgot my stuff too.”

Eddie internally frowned and scooted his snack over to you, pointing so you could eat. Gareth was rambling on about the movies playing at the cinema that weekend, so you didn’t speak to interrupt him, but you smiled softly as you picked up a pretzel. The cafeteria buzzed with loud conversation, making your head hurt worse than it already did. You weren’t eating as well as you should be, and you knew that wasn’t benefiting your mood, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to.

You felt guilty for being dramatic. You were being dramatic. Others had it worse, that was always what you told yourself, so there was no reason to wallow in your own misery. But god, all you wanted to do was lay your head on the table and plug your ears so hard that they bled and you wouldn’t have to hear a sound.

So instead, you forced yourself to smile and eat, leaning over to squeeze Eddie’s hand while Gareth continued holding the talking stick.

• 

Your fingers were tapping anxiously against the steering wheel of your vehicle, head thrown back as you tried not to loose your shit. It was almost seven o’clock in the evening. You were parked outside of the school debating whether or not to go inside to find Eddie. Tears were rolling down your face, nose stuffy and crusted from your previous meltdown.

Your little sister came to you crying again, talking about how she’d overheard your parents screaming about who was going to have custody. It was the same old tune between them. You didn’t worry about custody, but the kids did, and that didn’t make it right. They were too young to hear that kind of thing and if absolutely broke your heart. She’d cried in your arms until she fell asleep in your bed, and then you broke.

It was just so stressful. Every little thing seemed a million times harder to accomplish. Simple tasks seemed almost unbelievable to approach. You just wanted a good nights sleep. You didn’t know how you ended up outside of the school, but Eddie was there. It was hellfire night, and damn it, you just couldn’t take it anymore. You needed him. You tried to wipe your tears as best as you could, wrapping your flannel sleeves around your torso as you scurried into the school. You had a quick walk to your step as your heart beat loudly in your ear.

Just the sound of his voice was enough to calm you, and you leaned against the door to take a few deep breaths and to wipe at your face. You began to regret coming over. He was having fun. His voice was loud and booming, the puppet master commanding his puppets to follow his every wish. You were about to ruin it.

Everyone’s eyes looked up when the door creaked open, and a wide smile beamed onto Eddie’s face at the sight of you. “There’s my princess!” He clapped his hands. “Come on, come on, we’re just getting started.” He waved you over.

The lights were dim enough that he couldn’t see the emotions on your face. You dug your nails in your palm was you walked over to his throne, smiling your best at the boy’s greetings. When you got to Eddie’s side, his free arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close as he shook dice in his other hand. You had a lump in your throat that continued to build.

“Eddie,” You said softly, your voice cracking as you looked down bashfully. “Can I talk to you?”

He peeked up a little but didn’t look at you fully. “Yeah, baby, just give me one second.”

You melted more into his side, bringing up your fingers to naw on. You felt like you were going to faint. Your eyes began to burn and you squeezed his shoulder. He laughed loudly at everyone’s dismay at the roll of his dice. He looked up at you to see you laugh, but he wasn’t met with that. His eyes narrowed and his lips parted at the sight of your tearful eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He panicked, scooting back in his chair.

Your face crumpled and you shook your head, crossing your arms shamefully in embarrassment. You looked so small and you hated yourself for it. He grabbed your elbows and scanned over your face, gulping in his own anxiety.

“Y/n, hey-” He looked over to the door across the room, and he cupped your cheek and turned you around to guide you to privacy.

Once he shut the door, leaving the guys confused and whispering back and forth, he turned around and stepped toward you. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He frowned deeply, voice an octave higher in concern.

You only buried yourself in his arms, sobbing in his shoulder like a little girl who couldn’t find her parents. Ironic.

“Hey, hey,” He wrapped his arms right around you. “What happened? What’s going on?”

It felt so nice to be held by him, like all your problems were going to melt away like snow in the spring. “Everything.” You blubbered against his jean jacket, his chin tucked aside of your head. “It’s everything, Eddie. Everything’s falling apart.”

He squeezed you tighter when you let out a string of wincing sobs, eyes narrowed in confusion at your sudden breakdown. “What’s falling apart, baby? Talk to me. Tell me what happened.” He rubbed your back soothingly.

You pushed your face into his chest so you didn’t have to breath, squeezing your eyes shut and your nose scrunching up where it hurt. You shook your head, whimpering, and he rocked you softly as he held the back of your head.

“Did someone hurt you?” He spoke with a protective tone.

You shook your head quickly. He didn’t need to start anymore fights. Your head pounded from the lack of air you allowed yourself, and Eddie’s eyes narrowed when you gulped loudly. He gently pulled you away and widened his eyes at your pale face. “Take a breath, baby.” He cupped each side of your face.

Your waists ghosted each other’s and his elbows nearly touched your shoulders as he held your face, wiping away tears as you sniffled and carried on. “I’m sorry.” You spewed, sobbing in his grasp.

“No, no,” He shook his head, whispering softly with a breath. “Don’t. You’re okay.”

He waited a minute for the color to return to your face, holding and softly rocking you as you tried to control your emotions. He wiped away each tear and tucked away strands of your soft hair. Once you began to calm down, you could barely look him in the eye.

“It’s my parents.” You blinked down to his stomach. “They’re fighting.”

“Fighting?” He rubbed the space behind your ear.

“A lot.” You forced out with a shake in your voice. “Like..like all the time and the kids are scared.”

Eddie’s heart swelled when you wouldn’t look at him. This sudden admittance about your family was shocking. As far as he had known, it was going smoothly.

“Bethy is worried about who’s going to custody over us,” Your eyes burned and you pressed your hand against your face, sobbing. “Eddie, all they do is fight. It’s constant and- and I don’t know how to make the girls feel any better. I feel so guilty and it’s- it’s not my job to make them f-feel better. Mom and dad should be doing that.”

Eddie rubbed up and down your arms as he listened to you, soft brown eyes pierced with concern and worry.

“And i’ve been having panic attacks.” You burned shamefully, barely looking up at him through wet lashes. “I keep waking up in the middle of the night just- just terrified and I don’t know why. My heart races so fast and I feel so..so freaked out and it scares me so bad.”

You wrapped your hand around his wrist, his thumb circulating your brow. “I can’t eat and I just- I just feel so tired all the time. My grades are slipping and I don’t even have fucking energy to take a shower.”

You covered your face with your hands and looked up to the ceiling with a groan. “And I spilled grape juice on my socks.”

It took Eddie a minute before he could figure out his next move. You didn’t blame him. You dumped a boatload of information on him when he’d fully believed everything in your life was peachy keen. He sighed deeply in guilt before he grabbed your shoulders and pulled you into him.

“Fuck- baby, I’m so sorry.” He sighed regretfully, burying his face in your shaking shoulders. “I didn’t realize things had gotten so bad.”

“It’s not your fault.” You sank into him. “I’m the one who’s been keeping it from you.”

“Why?” He kissed your temple, rubbing up and down your back.

“I didn’t want to bother you with my..well, my shitty life. I don’t want you to worry about me.”

Eddie pulled away to lift your chin up toward him, his eyes looking into yours. “You’re my girl, y/n. I’m always going to worry about you. I wish you would of told me about all this. I would have helped you.”

“I know.” You whimpered shamefully. “I’m sorry.”

“Quit that.” He gave your head a little shake, rocking your waist gently. “You have nothing to apologize for. You just need to tell me these things, okay? If you’re suffering then I want to know about it.”

God, he was amazing. You felt foolish for not letting him take care of you sooner. You blushed and leaned your forehead on his chin, groaning softly as your tears dried. “Why are you so perfect, Eddie? I’m an ugly mess.”

He ignored your statement with a roll of his eyes, shifting his weight and moving to lean against the cement wall, allowing you to fully and comfortably relax against him. “How long have you been having panic attacks?” His legs were kicked out slightly, yours atop of his as you cuddled his chest.

“A few weeks.” You said with a shameful mutter. “I thought I was having a heart attack at first. I got so close to going to the hospital.”

Eddie closed his eyes in disbelief. “Jesus, baby, I’m so sorry.” He hugged you. “Please, promise me you’ll let me know when you start feeling that way, please? I hate that you’ve been suffering alone.”

You nodded and held up your pinky, Eddie’s chest vibrating with an amused chuckle. He brought up his hand and wrapped his larger, callused finger around yours and gave it a gentle shake. “Pinky promise.” You kissed the tip of his finger.