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Baring Teeth {Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader} - Ch. 12

Edit of Eddie: pitifulbaby

Chapters: Masterlist (Go here to see list of chapters, plotline and general warnings.)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Non-Traditional Omegaverse, Slow burn, Modern!AU, Mechanic!Eddie

⚠️This chapter contains: Angst, billy x reader, nervousness, eddie crying

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A/N: Sorry for taking so long! and oof... next chapter is where everything goes coo coo

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CHAPTER 12

It started out of a pure mistake.

Your phone dinged with a notification from Instagram, a direct message from… You looked at the screen with an eyebrow raised up in confusion as you saw Eddie’s username and then ‘sent a video’. You haven’t talked privately with him since Jonathan's. Why would he send you a video? You put down your glass of wine on the counter and opened the message to see he sent you a meme.

You snorted loudly when it was a compilation of screaming cats with screamo voices from metal bands. At the third cat you threw your head back in laughter and then another ding caught your attention, getting out of the video with a smile on your face, small giggles escaping you as you kept remembering the screams. 

“I DIDN’T MEAN TO SEND IT TO YOU”

That explains a lot. You snorted again as you double tapped the video to give it a like, to then reply back to him.

“I laughed so I forgive you 😆” 

“Oh, so does it mean we have the same sense of humor Peach?”

“Don’t get your hopes up Munson.” 

But the asshole was right, and the memes he sent to you made you laugh each time, and it came very apparent that you two did share the same sense of humor. You sent a few memes back to him, and then it was a back and forth thing, just memes being exchanged. 

So now, you were giggling after a full week of just sharing videos with Eddie as you stirred the onions on your pan to start preparing lunch. You had the wooden spoon on one hand, and the other was holding your phone as you looked at the new video Eddie sent you with the words ‘This was us.’ And it was a video of two corgis just barking at one another aggressively and non stop, one on the couch, the other on the floor.

Spot on.

“What are you laughing about?” You heard Billy ask as he walks into the room with just a pair of sweatpants on, drying his hair with the towel, shaking it all over his curls. You turned your head as you kept giggling, showing the video to him. 

“My friend sent me a funny video.” You say and the word friend sounds quite too much for someone like Eddie Munson, but it would be difficult to explain the relationship to Billy. Your boyfriend leans to see what you were showing to him only for him to tilt his head in confusion and then back at you.

“Why are they being that aggressive with each other?” Right, he doesn’t know the context of why you were laughing, so you put the phone away as you shook your head.

“It’s just funny to me.” You reply to him and in all honesty, Billy and you didn’t share the same sense of humor. He liked… dark humor. You weren’t going to deny that one joke here and there made you giggle or snort, but he liked heavy dark humor, and about topics that didn’t make you that comfortable, mostly about ho–

“Oh, you’re making pasta baby?” He asks with a smile to his face as his arms wrap around your waist from behind and you feel like melting under his touch, a smile spreading on your lips. 

“Yes I am.” You say proudly to him, and he nods as he puts his chin on your right shoulder as you keep steering the onions on the pan, waiting for them to turn into a golden color. 

“My friends loved you by the way.” Your breathing hitched slightly at that. You met his friends yesterday at one of their luxurious apartments, and it was just a few people, not that many, and you were happy to see Billy expressing himself with his friends and to see him in that new light. You were sort of relieved you had caused an impression on them…

Even if they didn’t cause one on you.

Billy’s friends were really narcissistic. Everytime you said something about your job, they always repeated the same thing: ‘You wouldn’t have it if we didn’t model’. 

You wanted to rip Tommy Hagan’s head off.

Then Heather Holloway kept pestering you about getting her a column in your magazine so she could get more deals with important brands and the worst part is that Billy didn’t acknowledge any of it. He didn’t see the problem of what his friends were saying to you, nor what they were asking for.

So you didn’t tell Billy how uncomfortable you were at that place, not that he actually asked you what you thought about his friends. It’s okay, your opinion didn’t matter really, they were his friends and he wasn’t going to change them for you. You didn’t want him to do that of course, and you wouldn’t ask for that in a million years because you just weren’t like that at all.

“Really? I’m glad.” You say with almost a bitter tone, hoping he wouldn’t catch it, but of course, you were wrong.

“You didn’t like my friends?” He asks you as he lifts his head from your shoulder and you sigh, shaking your head.

“It’s not that, I just now met them. Can’t really say I like them or dislike them.” You say to him without taking your eyes off the pan in front of you. You didn’t want to start an argument right now, and much less today when it was Billy’s turn to meet your friends. 

“Hmm…” He replies back and you clench your eyes knowing that he was already mad. This is another side Billy has. Whenever he is mad he simply shuts off and he is the one that decides when the argument or fight is over. 

“I told you yesterday that some comments made me uncomfortable. I don’t share their same humor, so it’s just a matter of getting used to it.” You cringe at your words because it was the last thing you wanted to do, but you needed Billy to be in a good mood today. You wanted him to be in a good mood. You heard him sigh as he pressed his chin against your shoulder again, making you sigh out of relief.

“Yeah, I know… They are a lot to take sometimes.” He chuckles at his words and you melt at his voice. You wiggle in his arms as you laugh from how his stubble is tickling the bare skin of your shoulder.

“C’mon, get me the tomato sauce and put water in a pot.” He laughs at you and lets go of your waist to follow your instructions but then you jump up with a gasp as a loud smack could be heard across the room. 

“Don’t order me.” He says to you in a hungry tone as he rubs your right ass cheek before walking towards the cupboards. You shake your head at him as you hear another ding of your phone going off. 

It must be another cat meme.

You were nervous.

Scratch that. Really nervous.

You didn’t know where else to clean to calm your nerves. These were your friends, they don’t care at all how everything looks, but you were just fidgety. What if Billy doesn’t like them? What if they don’t like Billy? What if there is an uncomfortable moment at one point? What if your friends don’t include him in conversations, or what if Billy starts a topic no one is interested in and–

“You okay?” Your boyfriend asks as he walks into the living room with a nice black flannel, his hair tied up into a small bun, freshly shaved but keeping his distinctive mustache on, and you were hit by his fragrance which already made you melt away in the matter of seconds. You walked towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck to then dive your nose in the crook of your neck, making him chuckle as he held you close. “Needy?”

“Very much.” You pulled away to look at him. His blue eyes locked with your with a warm smile on his lips, and put a strand of your hair behind your ear. 

“Now, why were you pacing around the room like a crazy person?” He asks you and you cannot help but bite your lip in embarrassment, sighing at your mind for being the bitch it was being right now.

“I just– I want you to like them and I want them to like you too, and, you’re the first boyfriend I introduce to them and I–” He cut off your rambling by placing a small peck on your lips and pulling away with a grin on his lips.

“Everything is going to be fine.” You take a deep breath at his words and you nod slowly at his reassurance. He takes a moment to look all over at you, a smirk appearing on his lips. “Though… I mean, we can always postpone…”

You rolled your eyes at him, giggling at his idea as you shoved him lightly by his shoulder. You were wearing a nice simple short black dress, thin straps over your shoulders and some low heels. It was a little formal for your friends, sure, but you felt like being an extravagant host today. You shake your head at your boyfriend who was still smirking at you with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“No, they should be here at any–” The doorbell rings and you raise your eyebrows up in surprise, looking at the door and then back at Billy. “Minute.”

“Spooky.” Billy says with a roll of his eyes and you squint at him as you take a deep breath to walk towards the door. This is it. This is another barrier you will break with Billy. Another step that solidifies your relationship even more than before. Your hand grips the handle of the door and finally opens it to reveal five people smiling at you with drinks in their hands.

“Wassup amiga?” Argyle is the first one to greet you and you giggle at his excitement. You move aside to let everyone in, and you frown when you see Steve, Jonathan, Nancy, Robin… No sign of Eddie.

It’s not like you invited everyone personally, one by one. You just sent an invitation to the chat group you're all in and he didn’t say either yes or no, but somehow you were expecting him to be here tonight. You closed the door once Robin finally walked in as she wiggled her eyebrows at you. You turned to find everyone introducing themselves to your boyfriend with big smiles on their faces. You sighed with relief as you walked over to them and stood next to Billy.

“So, Billy, are you taking care of our girl?” Steve asks and you send him a murderous stare. Out of them all, the one you were scared the most of making things awkward was Steve, and here he was, not even ten minutes in your home and he was already making stupid questions. Billy frowned as his cheerful face fell for a second to a more somber one.

“I am.” You frowned a bit at the change of Billy’s tone and Steve noticed it too, making him start to open his mouth again, only for Jonathan to interrupt him.

“Baby, don’t strangle the guy with questions already.” Billy’s ears perked up at Jonathan’s voice and looked in between him and Steve.

“Baby?” He asks and you jump up in realization, making Billy look at you in confusion.

“Right, Jonathan and Steve are going out with each other and…” You look at Robin, raising an eyebrow up in question, and she just looks at Nancy and wraps an arm around her shoulders, making the curly headed girl blush an intense red.

“And we are in the works of it!” Robin cheerfully says and you giggle at how Nancy acts around Robin. She is usually cool and even when she dated Jonathan in the past she always looked like she was the calm one while Jonathan always blushed in embarrassment. 

“Well, Robin and Nancy are in the works of going out.” You giggle and look back at Billy and your face fell as he looked at your four friends who were in their own world as they talked to each other with smiles on their faces.

There wasn’t a smile on your boyfriend’s face.

“I am a lone wolf.” Argyle was standing next to Billy with two beers in his hands and your boyfriend looked at the long haired man and then down at one of the drinks. He took a bottle and immediately took a long sip of it, making you frown with worry. Was he upset you didn’t tell him before about the relationships in your group? Maybe if he’d known he could have started some type of conversation first?

You ordered some pizza for everyone, except Billy who had prepared some salad for himself that afternoon. He didn’t want to eat flour two times in the same day. You understood that because he is a model after all, and he often does it when he is with you. You would eat a burger while he ate grilled chicken and veggies. Or you would eat fried chicken while he ate an omelet and a salad. 

“Don’t you want a slice?” Robin asks him again, just to make sure and Billy could only give her a small smile as he shook his head.

“No, I’m good.” 

“You can tell me to fuck off if you want, but don’t you have cheat days? Or–” Robin continues and you want her to shut up, you really did. At this point Billy hadn’t talked that much and just let everyone be and often listened to some conversations, so you just assumed he was mad at something that happened, or something you did.

“I don’t forbid myself from eating… It’s just that today we ate pasta for lunch, so that would already be my cheat meal of the day.” You didn’t want to think badly of your boyfriend, but the way he responded to your friend, almost annoyingly, had your skin crawling for some reason. Robin seemed to get the picture and gave you just one glance before going back to the pizza.

Your nerves start setting in as you realize that… your friends do not like Billy, not asking him any more questions or even including him in conversations… but your boyfriend doesn’t like your friends either, messing with his phone as you all shared stories about one another and he didn’t even ask questions about their jobs or how they all met each other, or anything to get to know them. 

You clenched your jaw and you excused yourself as you stood up and walked towards your coffee table to retrieve your cigarettes and lighter and go into your balcony, shutting the blind behind you. You didn’t know when the night went so wrong, you couldn’t pinpoint it, but the anger against Billy was slowly rising each second it passed. You didn’t like his friends at all, but still made small talk with each of them even if you cared shit about their life. You made the effort and he isn’t even trying. 

You lit a cigarette and took a long swig of it as you took your phone out of your dress pocket. You looked behind you to see Billy talking to Argyle, and it seems he is the only one that actually got a conversation out of your boyfriend. You shook your head and looked down at your phone again, and you sucked in your cheek as you went to Eddie’s direct messages with you.

YOU: Why didn’t you come?

You send the message as you blow the smoke out of your lungs. You look out into the city with a frown on your face, still trying to think of why everything went to shit. Your phone dinged after a minute and you looked at the screen to see Eddie messaging back.

EDDIE: Maybe you didn’t stroke it well.

You snorted at the answer and almost choked on the smoke. You shook your head at how immature he was and typed back to him.

YOU: What are you, ten?

EDDIE: Inches? Not even close.

“Oh for fuck sake.” You say out loud this time with a suppressed laughter. The fact that he was replying fast meant that he really wasn’t doing anything else, so the question popped up again and you typed it out to him. 

YOU: Why didn’t you come to my house?

EDDIE: Didn’t think you’d want me there.

You frowned at the answer until you remembered that you and Eddie only bonded a week ago after a year of going at each other's throats. And the fact that you only bonded through memes made the friendship even thinner. You licked your lips as you took another swig of your cigarette and you sighed as you typed your answer.

YOU: Well, glad you didn’t, it’s a shit show.

EDDIE: What do you mean?

YOU: They don’t like him, he doesn’t like them.

You were becoming teary eyed each word you typed out and you took a deep breath in to keep the tears in, and another drag of the cigarette went into your lungs.

EDDIE: Seriously?

YOU: Yep. I don’t know why, but fuck, I hate that he is not doing the same thing I did for him.

EDDIE: Explain?

YOU: His friends suck Eddie. They are fucking stupid, and the most insufferable people ever, but I at least made conversation with them, not show my distaste in their faces.

It felt good to let all of that anger out, even if it were to Eddie, but somehow it felt right. You turned to see what was going on inside, and you could see Billy talking with Jonathan now. You could only guess that Jonathan was doing his best to include Billy into the group, but from your boyfriend’s face you could see that it wasn’t working.

EDDIE: Sorry sweetheart, but your boyfriend sounds like a dick.

YOU: He isn’t. I don’t know why he is acting this way.

EDDIE: Maybe talk to him afterwards? See what his problem was or is?

You sigh at his response and you were already planning on doing that, but you would have to wait until everyone is out of your home to do so and your anxiety was eating at you to know what was going on in your boyfriend’s head. 

YOU: Was planning on doing that. I know the rest don't like him because he is being unlikable right now.

EDDIE: Damn, if I were there I would make his night a living hell, just talk his ear non stop. 😝

You snorted at that knowing Eddie would definitely bug the shit out of Billy if he were here. You sighed, wishing that Eddie had actually come and were doing exactly that and maybe, just maybe, the tension wouldn’t be as thick as it is now. 

YOU: Sorry for ranting out to you.

You bit your lip at your message. You really didn’t expect to go into Eddie’s messages to actually talk to him about your feelings right now, but for some reason you felt he was the one you had to talk to at the moment, someone who wasn’t in the scene that was happening inside your home. 

EDDIE: It’s alright, I don't mind it.

You took the last puff out of your cigarette as you put it out in an ashtray that was on the little table in your balcony. You gulped as you looked at your screen, fingers hovering over the letters. Would it be too much? Would it be too forward? Well, he was the one that followed you first last time, so might as well have the same amount of balls that he had.

YOU: Okay, but I prefer phone messaging rather than instagram DMs.

EDDIE: Is this your way of asking for my number?

YOU: Is it working? 👀

You wondered what Eddie’s face was behind his screen, your heart racing a little in nervousness, feeling as if you were overstepping this new relationship you two had, but the message you received made you smile again.

EDDIE: Surprisingly, yeah

You were washing the last bit of dishes as you heard Billy tidying up the room, putting the chairs back in place as well as the couch and throwing away the pizza boxes. He hasn’t talked to you since everyone left ten minutes ago. You put the last glass on the drying mat and then dried your hands with a kitchen towel. You turned around to see Billy turning off the TV and you crossed your arms over your chest.

“What happened?” You asked him and he looked at you with that same blank look he had all night.

“What do you mean?” 

“You… You didn’t even try to socialize with my friends, and whenever they did try to talk to you, you replied in the most… disgusting of ways.” You replied to him and he sighed, shaking his head at you.

“I didn’t sound like that.” And you rolled your eyes at him, which made him frown at you.

“It did. You acted like a jerk all night! I didn’t like your friends either, but I at least tried to get to know them!” He scoffed at your response and paced around the living room as he kept shaking his head. 

“So? We have different ways of acting towards people we don’t like.” What? 

“You disliked them from the first moment you saw them! I at least got to know them first! How do you dislike someone without knowing about them?” You knew your voice was elevating itself, gradually, and Billy wasn’t talking in his same low tone either.

“Oh for the love of– I don’t care what you did with my friends. I don’t have to act the same way you do.” This was the first ever big fight you had with Billy, and you weren’t liking where it was going at all. Your heart was breaking slowly as you stared at him.

“Then… If I don’t like your friends, but I do try to keep it civil… And you don’t like mine but you don’t even put a single ounce of effort… Then what’s the point Billy?”

At that, Billy finally stopped his pacing and turned to face you. He inspects your face and his shoulders relax when he sees a tear rolling down your face and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He didn’t want to lose you, not because of this. He sighed and started to slowly walk towards you.

“You’re right. I should have… tried a little harder.” He almost winced at his words, but he really didn’t want to leave you because you were the best thing that has happened to him in a while, and if he had to make a small sacrifice to keep you, then he would. “I just, didn’t feel connected to them so I–” 

“It’s no excuse… I didn’t feel connected with your friends either, but you didn’t see me grimacing at every single thing they said!” You yell out and he clenched his eyes in frustration, giving a nod towards you and you felt your heart racing and something deep in your gut was telling you something was wrong. Something isn't adding up but you couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

“You’re right, you’re right, you’re right… I promise I will make the effort next time…” He tries to tell you and you are listening to him but the tears were filling your eyes as you remembered how badly he treated your friends. You cover your face with your hands, and all you could think about was that it felt too good to be true. Billy was too good to be true. Something had to happen for this happiness to shatter into pieces sooner or later. 

He came rushing to your side, getting hold of your cheeks into his hands, trying to lift your head up in order to look at your teary eyes, his heart breaking a little bit more because he was the reason for them. He sighed and pulled you into a tight hug, kissing the top of your head.

“B-Billy…”

“I promise, I will do better… I don’t want to see you get hurt, so I will get my stupid personality a kick in the ass for you.” You couldn’t help but giggle into his chest as he talked, a smile breaking on his lips at the sound. He pulled away from the hug but kept you close with his arms still around you. “Seriously though… I’m sorry, and I will apologize to your friends as well.”

“Oh…” Your heart melted at that. You didn’t really expect him to apologize to your friends, but here he was, offering it completely. You smiled up at him and got on the tip of your toes to land a soft kiss on his lips, in which he smiled into. “I would like that… Thank you…”

“Anything for you sweetness… Anything.”

And he really meant anything.

The next time he met your friends he apologized to every single one of them, telling them he didn’t have a good day, which was a lie, but he just didn’t want to upset them. Argyle immediately wrapped an arm around Billy to cheer with him as he started telling him about everyone and how they met. 

You were really grateful to have Argyle in your group.

You knew he didn’t like Billy either even though he was the most talkative with him, but it didn’t mean he was pleased with the way he treated your friends and how he treated you. Argyle now was the one that is trying to mend the group back like a bandaid, and it is slowly working as Billy listens intently to each of your friends. He was surprised to know that Jonathan had dated Nancy before Steve, and now Nancy is dating, or going out, with Robin. 

He also found out that there is a missing friend in the group. A friend you’ve been talking to for the past week through messages. 

After the successful night with Billy and your friends, you were headed towards the mall to actually get some new foundation and maybe a new mascara as well. But of course, everything couldn’t go to plan because your lovely car had started making a really weird noise. You were afraid of driving any further and you wanted to at least leave the car at a mechanic’s so that you wouldn’t have to wait for a tow. 

You bit the inside of your cheek and you shrieked when smoke started coming out from the side of the front of your car. Your eyes widened when you spotted a mechanic’s shop in the corner of the street and you were begging your car wouldn’t explode as you rode it towards the entrance of the shop. When you killed the engine, the car made a ‘poof’ sound and you got out of it to go to the front. 

You winced when you still saw some smoke going up and you knew you would burn your hand if you pulled the hood up without a glove. You turned and saw the Shop’s name, making you scoff at your luck.

‘Munson’s.’

“Just my luck.” You say and you walk over to the door and stare at the doorbell but then you see the garage’s door slightly open and you look around to check if there was anybody outside. You slowly walked over to it and pulled the door open, stepping inside the modest shop. There were car parts hanging on the sides, a car in the middle with the hole at the bottom to fix it, cranes. 

You made an approval nod to all of it as you scanned the room, actually impressed by Eddie’s shop. You didn’t think it was like this at all. You believed it was a shop in the middle of the dirt with the walls made of cheap steel and wood. But you were met with concrete, cement floors, the appropriate emergency fire extinguishers and the exit signs beaming in red. 

“Hello?” You muttered, but heard no response at all. If the door was open, someone must be in here, right? You stop in your tracks. What if there was a robber? What if you just walked into a burglar breaking in? Oh, fuck, shit! You turn on your heel to make a run for it only for a deep voice to stop you.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” 

Your eyes widen, stopping you completely from bolting away and you turn around to find Eddie, leaning against the doorway of an office, arms crossed and… his eyes are red. Glossy even. Had he been crying? Did something happen to him? 

“I uh– My car… It just… poof?” You were at a loss of words, completely. He blinked at you a few times, shaking his head in confusion. 

“Poof?”

“Poof.” He stands there, mouth agape as he stares at you. Were you serious right now? 

“Okay, rewind a bit with me–”

“Have you been crying?” You ask out of nowhere and he stills again. He licks his lip as he looks away, clearing his throat.

“Is your car outside?” His low voice made you take a step back and realize the boundaries you still had with one another. You look down at the floor in shame, your stomach turning a bit.

“Y-Yeah… I managed to drive it here… Smoke came out.” You say in a small voice and Eddie looked at you again, sighing and heading over to his table to put on some gloves. He then grabbed a tool box and walked out of the garage, you following right behind him. You didn’t know how to interact with Eddie in person. It was different from talking on DMs or text messages, and him giving you a cold shoulder was not helping your nerves.

He popped the hood of your car and he coughed as black smoke came out, fanning all around and you stepped back, covering your face with your arm in order to not inhale any of that smoke. Just what the fuck happened to your car?

“I realize now what you meant by ‘Poof’.” He says with a chuckle and a cough, and you almost sigh of relief as he breaks the ice for the both of you. You walk over to him, still covering your mouth and nose with your hand.

“Yeah, it was making a weird sound and it suddenly, literally, did Poof and then it exploded as I put the brake here.” You try to explain the best you can but you’ve never seen anything like this happen to your car before. He tilts his head and leans forward to check on something.

“Who put in this battery for you?”

“Uh– I think Rick’s–”

“It’s a rigged battery.” Your mouth falls open as you look down at it and back at Eddie.

“What do you mean?”

“He sold you, what he claimed to be, a brand new battery from a known supplier most likely… This is just… a cheap off brand battery.” He finishes and you stand there shocked, looking at him. You were scammed!? What the actual hell!? Fury engulfs you as you curse at the sky.

“Jesus fucking christ!” At your curse, Eddie chuckles and you couldn’t help but sigh. You hadn’t slept that well and now you couldn’t get the foundation you needed at all and the beers you were going to drink to relax at home by yourself.

“I just know Rick. He rips people off.” 

“This was the last thing I needed today.” You scratch your forehead in frustration as you look at your car. “Did it break anything else?” Eddie leans forward and puts his hand in to start checking the rest of your car carefully, and he hums in approval.

“No, thankfully. Just the battery exploding, but the cables might be busted as well.” You groan to the sky and you lean back onto the wall of his shop while looking at your busted car. You cursed at nothing because your pay might have to go all the way into the car now, fucking amazing.

“Great… I just wanted to go get some foundation, maybe a purse, go home, have some wine and relax in my solitude and now.” You finish by banging the back of your head on the wall in complete defeat. Eddie took off his gloves, inspecting you, and then sighed.

“I may not have wine, but I do have some beers inside.” Your eyes almost widened. This would be your first private gathering thing with Eddie. Alone. Just like you sometimes do with Steve, or with Robin. But you were tired, not wanting to overthink it, so you simply nodded at him. He guided you both back into the shop and then into his kitchen area for him and his workers. You looked at the nice fridge, the microwave, the coffee pot, the utensils… Eddie had everything for his colleagues.

“Wow… I didn’t think it would look like this.” You see Eddie opening the fridge with a frown to his face as he takes two beers out, closing the door and looking at you.

“I take offense to that. Did you think my shop was trash or something?” He asks and you shrug, taking the beer out of his hand and you couldn’t help but smirk at him.

“Maybe.” He only shook his head at you, opening his can and taking a sip out of it. He walks out of the kitchen area and then heads up on some stairs you didn’t see before. You frown in confusion until you reach another door on the second floor, and he opens it up to reveal his office, where all the archives of his clients are, a desk in the middle, computer atop of it, and it was all decorated with posters and car parts. “Holy fuck…”

Eddie looked at you and he almost spat his beer as he saw the amazed yet confused expression on your face. You really thought his shop was just a garage with some tools. He also thought it was like that, until inspections came up and he had to start upgrading everything with a kitchen, emergency exits, fire extinguishers, first aid kid, and even having CPR lessons for him and his workers.

“I take that, once more, as an offense.” He walks over towards his desk, grabbing onto his chair and pulling it at front with the other one he has. You were still amazed, looking around as you slowly sat down on the chair, absentmindedly taking another sip of your beer. He scoffed at your reaction and sat down in front of you with a huff.

“Well, this is a… huge surprise to me.” Your eyes go back to look at him and he shakes his head as he takes another sip of his drink.

“Took a while, but I got it right.” You nodded in acknowledgment and looked down at your hands as you kept drinking your beer. Eddie could see there was something in your mind, he could sense it even. “What’s on your mind?”

“I just– You didn’t come last night either.” You looked up at him, and he was frowning at you in doubt.

“I… something came up.” He softly says and you noticed the twitch of his eyebrows and he hid it by taking a long sip of his beer. What was going on in his head?

“Well… Yesterday went smoother… Billy talked with everyone, gladly…” You inform him in a cheery tone and his eyes meet yours, a small tug of his lips on the side.

“Told you he would make things right.” 

After that night where you DM’d Eddie about the situation with your group and your boyfriend, your conversations escalated to private messages. You were looking for advice on how to make the night go smoother, and how could you know if Billy actually liked your friends or was faking it.

He explained to you that no man would fake something like that. If his dislike is apparent, he would have made it known by now since he got to know them a second time. Billy got to his senses of his bad behavior and he redeemed himself and asked for forgiveness to your friends instead of you, and that says a lot. 

“Yeah… I just hope that it’s real.” Eddie can still sense the doubt in yourself, in your boyfriend. He doesn’t have any advice for that, other than she should just trust Billy. 

“I bet it is, but you can’t expect them to become besties who talk about their dicks in just one night.” Your eyes widen at that and you look at him who had a smirk on his face, waiting for your response.

“I bet you would make it your job to make him uncomfortable if you ask something like that.” You giggle at him and he chuckles, giving you a nod. This interaction didn’t feel strange at all. It felt natural, funny, as if you were talking to a long lost friend that you never lost the trust in. 

“Of course! That’s why I can’t wait to meet him next time we all get together.” Your excitement grew at that. He was formally accepting the next invitation you give him to meet your boyfriend. You smiled at him and took a sip of your beer. His eyes locked with yours for a second and he shifted in his seat as he took another sip himself. Your smile faded and you inspected his face as he looked at the top of his can. Your curiosity was winning the best part of you, and you bit your lip, hoping that you wouldn’t go over the line.

“Why were you crying?”

Eddie’s breathing stopped at your words. For some unknown reason, he felt his chest start to put pressure on his lungs, his throat closing in as his guts turned with anxiety. He gulped the lump in his throat but he could already feel his eyes burning. Why were his walls crumbling so easily with you? It shouldn’t be this easy. It shouldn’t happen this quickly, not after the whole year of despising each other's guts thing. 

“I don’t…” And you realize that you may have stepped on a line that you don’t have the right to, at least not yet. This is a territory maybe Steve can go into, but not you. 

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t ask something like that–”

“It’s my Uncle.” 

You freeze at that and you keep your eyes on his face as he keeps looking at the top of his opened hand. His uncle… it couldn’t be… He talked about his uncle two weeks ago, how could it be possible?

“What… happened?” You were afraid of asking, really afraid, but you didn’t want to assume the worst.

“He had a stroke yesterday. That’s why I couldn’t go to Robin’s.” He finishes saying and you can see him clutching onto his can. Your heart beats in pain for him, not knowing you feel this way with him, but maybe you two were meant to have this friendship all along, and that’s why it’s natural, that’s why you felt his pain, and his sorrow at this very moment.

“Eddie… I’m so sorry…” You raised a trembling hand up towards his which was resting on top of the desk that was next to you both. He flinched slightly at your touch and you almost drew back from him, but you were surprised when he gently got hold of your fingers with his. 

A year ago you would have never guessed this is where you would be standing with Eddie Munson today. Never imagined you would be holding his hand, tenderly, in order to console him as you see his eyes fill with tears, threatening to spill out.

“He is fine… I just had to drive to Hawkins to sign some papers… But…” He winced at how weak he is feeling. He didn’t intend to break down in front of you, hell, he never intended for it to happen ever in this lifetime. He feels your fingers holding his even tighter, and the first tear slips out of his eye. “God, I am just… not ready to face it all alone.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You always saw Eddie as this strong, big and intimidating man… but now you realize he is the same as everyone else. He can cry, he can be afraid, he can do good, as well as bad… Your heart sank at his words, and you shook your head at him.

“No… No, you aren’t alone.” You try to talk to him but he simply shook his head and his eyes locked with yours. Brown eyes, filled with water, showing you a pool of sadness behind them.

“He is the only family I have… There’s no one else.” He saw how your eyes became watery as well, and he sighed as he tried to swallow another hard lump down his throat. You exhaled a shaky breath, putting your can on top of the desk so you could grab his free hand with both hands in order for him to pay attention to you.

“You are not alone… You have more family. Steve, Nancy, Robin, Jonathan and Argyle…” You didn’t dare to say your name. You don't really think that you deserve to be in that spectrum of Eddie’s life, even if he is telling you about it. “And they are all going to be there for you, no matter what.”

Eddie kept looking at you, frowning in his eyebrows, and your eyes were still locked with his. He felt fire in his hand at your hold, but it was something warm, something inviting. He felt safe with you. That’s why he could be vulnerable right now, that’s why he would let the walls fall down. He didn’t care anymore that they did, and he wasn’t going to question it either. 

“You know what Wayne asked me when he could talk to me again?” He suddenly says and you tilt your head.

“What?”

“That I put my shirt on backwards.” Your eyes widened at him and he suddenly snorted, wiping his tears away. “I was in such a hurry that I put my shirt on backwards. I didn’t even put socks on and I mismatched my shoes as well.”

You couldn’t help but let out a snort of your own at the image that came to your head. He started laughing alongside you, feeling his chest slowly decompress from the anxiety and pain he was feeling from yesterday, remembering that small moment with his uncle, that even in his worst state, he still manages to rile Eddie up in some way to show him that he is still kicking.

“Well, he does seem like he still has many other things to say to you.” You smile up at him and he just stares at you in amazement. Is this what platonic soulmates were like? Like Robin and Steve? He stared a bit at your face and then down at his hand which was still being held by yours. You followed his gaze and a deep blush spread on your cheeks as you pulled away and got hold of your beer can again.

“Um…” He cleared his throat. “I have batteries here, and the cables. I can probably have it fixed by tomorrow.” 

“Huh?”

“Your car that went poof.” He chuckles at the word and you bite your bottom lip to hold in a smile. 

“Thank you. You don’t have to do that on a weekend, really.” 

“I just guessed you needed it for work on monday.” Your heart definitely thumped at that. You looked up into his eyes and he was gazing at you with a look you couldn’t quite describe, but it wasn’t uninviting, or evil at all. It was kind and understanding.

“I– Yeah… thank you.” You reply to him and he gives you a nod, taking a long sip of his beer can and putting it on the desk. 

“I’ll tell you how much it is later. I’ll text you, alright?” You quickly nod at him, finishing your own beer and placing it next to his can on the desk. You stand up from the chair and he does the same but gets hold of your shoulder to stop you from walking.

“Huh–”

“You didn’t say your name.” You blinked at his words in complete confusion. He sighed at you and continued. “When you mentioned everyone else, you didn’t include yourself.”

Oh… 

“W-Well… I didn’t think it was my place yet… to include myself in there.” You humbly say to him and he understands your doubts but–

“Well, we’re friends now… right?” Your heart stopped at that and an immense happiness rushed through your body. You didn’t think you would be this delighted to be his friend, but here you are, almost jumping up and down at the new category you have in his life.

“Yeah…” He just kept looking down at you, a soft smile on his face and you felt your knees buckling a little bit at his brown eyes. You cleared your throat and decided to change the mood. “Do friends get discounts?” You wiggle your eyebrows at him and he chuckles, pushing you away by the shoulder he was holding.

“So you’re becoming my friend to get benefits from me?” 

“And beer, don’t forget the beer.”

End of Chapter 12

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Queen Elizabeth:

-died a monarch and a colonizer

-died in a castle (cringe, capitalism and monarchy, exploitation)

-died of ‘natural causes’ (boring, not a cool character arc)

-died surrounded by friends and family (lame)

-died old (no billy joel song to fit her circumstances)

-did not get to date joyce byers

Bob Newby:

-died a superhero

-died in a hospital

-mauled by demodogs (queen’s corgis are SLACKING)

-died SAVING friends and family

-died young (‘only the good die young,’ could be applicable here so YES billy joel song to fit the circumstances)

-got to date joyce byers

The truth is clear. We all need to be in mourning for Bob Newby rn. Cmon guys get it together.

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Stephen's Ruff Day (Strange x Reader)

Stephen's Ruff Day

Request: NO

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k+

Warning: Just fluff with brief mention of sibling death

Summary: There's a new addition to the Sanctum Sanctorum and Stephen isn't too pleased about it. When little Billy starts causing trouble around your home, Stephen gives you an ultimatum: either he's trained or he's out. What happens when you happen to catch a sight that's too cute to handle?

“Can we?”

“No."

“Oh come on, why can’t we just-”

“No.”

“But he’s adorable!”

Stephen sighed as the scent of fish webbed its way into his airways. “I’m sorry,” he said rather unapologetically to the corgi puppy you currently had held up against his face, “but the Sanctum is no place for a puppy. Much less one who is less than three inches off the ground.”

You gave a mock gasp and pouted. “Hey!” you protested. “Don’t use his height against him. He’s vertically challenged like the rest of us.”

Stephen quirked an eyebrow.

“Well,” you shook your head at your six-foot-one-tall boyfriend. “Those of us who lost the genetic lottery. Unlike some people…” If there was one thing Strange knew you were self-conscious about, it was your height. You were the shortest of your family and your siblings never failed to tease you. In a way, it helped you become more independent. You came up with new ways to achieve your goals – a skill all too valuable in the world of the Mystic Arts. 

You had your first encounter with Kamar-Taj shortly after you and your brother, William, were involved in a classic case of wrong place, wrong time. An armed robber caught the two of you outside of a bank. You had frozen to the spot, but William was quick to protect you. The sound of the gunshot barely registered until you saw your brother sprawled on the cement by your feet. The paramedics said he had died the moment the bullet punctured his skin. There was nothing you could do.  

For years, you ran the event over and over in your mind. You wished there was something you could have done to change it. You’d have a new solution every day, but even then you knew it was impossible. Even if there was an incantation to help you reverse time, you were still an apprentice at the time – a sorcerer with only an inkling of knowledge about more complex spells. That was when you had a “genius” idea. If you weren’t strong enough to perform a time spell on your own, then you needed all the help you could get. That’s when you decided to tap into the Dark Dimension to strengthen your abilities. Sure, it was risky, but you couldn’t take being an only child anymore. 

You had it all planned out; you snuck out to the library after you were sure the lights were out throughout Kamar-Taj. Wong had finished taking inventory an hour after the dinner service and was reading a book with headphones in his ears. There would be no one to catch you until it was too late. By then, you wouldn’t have been on their radar anymore. You would have William back and that in itself would be worth it. Everything would have been perfect if you had only accounted for the fact your teacher enjoyed a cup of tea by the library fireplace in the evenings.

“You cannot change the past,” the Ancient One explained to you once. “Changing a fixed point in time could be catastrophic in terms of protecting the universe.” So when life gave you lemons, you used the experience to inspire you to be better. You couldn’t save your brother’s life, but you could assess a threat; you could put your life on the line for others throughout the multiverse. It’s what made you an asset to the Sanctum as a whole…and caused you to catch Stephen’s interest. Shortly after the two of you had met, Stephen had fallen for you. There was something about your personality. You had confidence which made you unafraid to speak your mind. Yet there was also a tenderness about you, which helped you form a connection with anything – including the squirming fluff-ball in your arms.  

The small pup had wriggled about as you were talking. It appeared that he wanted to be in Stephen’s embrace. He yipped and yapped before he finally launched himself into your boyfriend’s arms. His primary objective? Get Stephen’s goatee soaked with doggy saliva. 

“Stop it,” your boyfriend said boredly.  

The reply he received came in the form of a series of licks to the nose. 

“I said stop it.” 

The pup placed his miniature paws against your boyfriend’s grey t-shirt and jacket. You had to hand it to the small animal, when his mind was made up, he was determined to get what he wanted.  

Stephen groaned your name in frustration. “Make it stop!” he cried, putting an emphasis on the final word. 

You couldn’t help but chuckle. “He’s a puppy, honey.”

“He’s a terror,” he responded flatly. 

“He loves you already!” A giggle slipped past your lips. “His profile says that he’s extremely shy and takes a while to adjust to people.” You gestured to the position the small corgi had taken up in Stephen’s arm. “That doesn’t look to be the case here.”

Now that he was being held, the puppy seemed content. He was practically hugging the sorcerer’s arm like a teddy bear, never wanting to let go. His tan and white head snuggled into the crook of Stephen’s elbow, eyes preparing to shut. 

“Poor taste in character,” Stephen remarked, as he attempted to place the puppy back in the cardboard box containing its bed. “Besides, I don’t think a puppy with social anxiety is a good idea to have around a busy Sanctum.” 

That apparently wasn’t the answer you wanted to hear. You gave him the biggest pout you could. 

He stared at you before beginning to dislodge the puppy from his arms. “The Sanctum is too dangerous.” The small corgi squirmed and whined as he attempted to fight the odds currently against him. “Besides, with us out thwarting evil and visiting other dimensions, we’re hardly ever there anyway. Who would take care of him?”

“Wong could do it,” you argued. “And when we’re home, I can walk him, feed him. I can give him baths!”

“For God’s sake,” Stephen muttered. “This is worse than arguing with a five year old.”

“Oh come on, Stephen! I mean, look at him! How can you say no to this face?”

Your boyfriend gave you the straightest of faces as he looked you in the eyes. “Simple. Just watch and learn.” He looked down at the small puppy, his lips parting to begin to form a word. You expected to hear the harsh ‘no’ to leave his mouth, but that’s when the puppy gave the saddest whimper you had ever heard in your life.

It was the first time you had witnessed the great Doctor Stephen Strange hesitate in his life and it brought a smile to your face. 

= = = = = = = = = = = = = =

“BILLY, PUT THAT DOWN!” you heard Wong’s voice exclaim as a crash sounded from another room followed by a series of playful howls. 

“I knew this was a bad idea,” Stephen grumbled as he gestured to the Cloak of Levitation to leave you alone. 

The two of you had just returned to the Sanctum Sanctorum after spending time in the Mirror Dimension. There had been a rumor of some less-than-satisfactory behavior in Ethiopia. Even though Kaecillius had been defeated, Wong seemed relatively certain there were still followers hidden within the shadows. Whenever you had felt a disturbance, you and your sorcerer of a boyfriend made any and all attempts to set the world right again. Neither of you wanted to deal with a Hong Kong-style attack anytime soon.

Another crash, this time from the Hall of Artifacts. You and Stephen shared a quick look and simultaneously bolted toward the source of the sound. What you saw caused a laugh to accidentally escape your lips. Billy was stretching out at Wong’s feet, short stubby tail wagging to beat the band. 

“This dog,” your fellow sorcerer huffed, “is a menace.”

“I don’t typically enjoy being the one to say I told you so…” Stephen leaned over to whisper in your ear, a smirk flickering across his features. 

“How could you let this animal be brought into the Sanctum, Strange?” 

Just as quickly as it had appeared, the smirk vanished from your boyfriend’s face. “What?” he croaked out. “Me? It wasn’t my fault he was brought in-”

Wong stared directly at Stephen. “As Sorcerer Supreme, you have duties,” he said, meaning business. “You have a responsibility to this Sanctum and the safety of its residents. That means standing your ground when someone wishes to bring chaos into the home.” With a brisk nod, he walked off.   

As it slowly became you and Stephen (and Billy) in the room, you couldn’t help but to giggle at how ridiculous the situation was. The other sorcerer, however, was far from pleased. “You just like seeing me get into trouble, don’t you?”

“Oh come on, why can’t you just admit you like him?” Billy woofed his agreement from his hiding spot behind your legs, head lolling to the side. “Besides…” You gave Stephen a quick peck on the lips, allowing your voice to dramatically drop to a whisper, “maybe I have a thing for bad boys.”

“Oh really? Well in that case…” a moment later you were attacked by a flurry of fuzzy fur against your face and a series of rapid licks. “Take care of your bad boy. See that he gets some proper training?”

~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~

Billy’s fate was announced to all inhabitants of the Sanctum Sanctorum a few days after the Archive incident: either he will be trained, or he would need to be relocated to a new home. Stephen was tired of coming back to find Billy in his chair; Wong couldn’t stand the sight of dog hair and other…little surprises within the kitchen. It was either him or the rest of you, and the two elder sorcerers staked their claim to the building centuries prior to the small corgi. 

Not wanting to lose your pet, you quickly found and enrolled Billy into an obedience school. You worked with him every day, doing everything the trainer said to do and nothing they didn’t condone. It wasn’t long after that you soon discovered the best part of being a corgi parent: they were super fast learners. It only took a few tries for Billy to understand the most basic commands, given the fact he had been taken to a shelter at eight weeks old. He was a natural! 

Not only that, but you started to get your pup used to the applications of magic around the house. You’d have him follow you through portals, fetch things that were levitating, and even how to use the revolving gateways to do his business. 

Then one day, you were making your way through the Sanctum looking for little Billy with a fresh bowl of water. He had disappeared before your second to last training session and you were determined to find him before-

A series of high pitched yips sent your heart plunging into your stomach. There was a scrabbling of paws, followed by a very deep sounding, “no.” Your dog had found your boyfriend again and the only thing running through your mind was, “please, God, do not let me drop this bowl of water.”

As you skidded behind the door to the library, you blinked at the sight. Stephen was levitating in the air with the Cloak, eyes trained directly on Billy’s short and stubby frame. Said pup was settled on his hind legs, head tilted ever-so-slightly to the side. A single paw was raised in the air, as though Billy was planning on walking toward your boyfriend. 

“I don’t care how cute your real owner says you are,” Stephen remarked. “We need to be able to come to an understanding here.”

“Awo?” The curious whimper from your dog nearly made you melt into the floor. It was the most adorable sound you had ever heard. It was almost as if the pair was having a real conversation. 

“Whether you realize it or not, your owner is my partner. This means that we should be able to spend time together whenever we please.”

Billy gave a quiet woof and his right ear flopped into his eye. 

Stephen allowed a frown to slip onto his lips. “That’s not going to work on me,” he said in a serious tone. “Tomorrow is very important, Billy. Now I don’t expect you to understand as this is the first time you’re here for this occasion-” He hesitated and shook his head side to side. “There’s also the fact that you are, in fact, a dog and not a human.”

You had to contain another laugh as Billy yipped and wagged his stub of a tail in acknowledgement. It was almost as if he understood the fact he was a dog and was proud that your boyfriend recognized it, too. 

The Sorcerer Supreme let out an annoyed sigh. “Yes, yes. You know you’re a dog. Good job for being aware of that. But this is important.” With a subtle nod, Stephen floated down to kneel on the ground with the Cloak to give a stern look to the excited corgi. “Today marks the tenth anniversary of your namesake’s death. Now, why I’m explaining this to you, I have no idea. There is no way you’ll ever be able to comprehend this.

“Before you came along,” Stephen continued, “I have watched someone dedicate themselves fully to their craft…besides myself, of course.” He paused again to smile at a memory. “But that’s not important. What is important is how I have never met anyone as amazing as this. Someone who listens, who speaks their mind… and even though the day brings about some difficult memories, we would still spend it together and talk. We…even became a couple that day. It’s become tradition and…and well, I had a very special night planned for tonight.”   

Billy yipped. 

“Yes, now stop interrupting.”

A whimper sounded, causing another sigh to escape the tall sorcerer. After looking around for a moment, you watched as Stephen leaned down to pick up the small pup. “Happy now?”

His response was a rousing series of licks to the face. 

Stephen scrunched his nose up, generating a few wrinkles to naturally appear. “Okay, okay, stop. Stop it,” he urged. However, there was a flicker of a smile on his lips. “Maybe you’re not so bad. Even if you are currently taking up all of the attention around here now.” A second later, the smile vanished when he heard a creak in the floorboards. 

Stephen spoke your name softly, almost as though he wanted to savor its feeling against his lips. If you weren’t careful, you almost could have just imagined it. “You can come out from behind that door frame now, dear.”

As you revealed yourself from your hiding place, you couldn’t help the smile that was stretching across your face. It warmed your heart to hear Stephen talk about you so fondly. Even though you had been dating for over a year, there were times you had felt insecure about his intentions toward you. Despite your cool attitude, you had a difficult time comparing yourself to the other Sanctum Masters and often wondered why Stephen would ever want to stay with you. Now the proof was staring you directly in the face and you had never felt so loved. 

  When you didn’t say anything, Stephen raised an eyebrow. “Is something wrong?” he asked. 

“Hm?” you murmured distractedly, eyes locked onto the cuddly lump in your boyfriend’s arms. “Oh, nothing. Just glad to see my boys are finally getting along.”

“I wouldn’t call it getting along,” Stephen said. “He’s still a terror.” 

Billy squirmed in your boyfriend’s arms as he attempted to get over to you. As he tried to put him back onto the ground, he couldn’t help the small playful glint from flickering in his eyes. As much as Stephen didn’t want to admit it, you knew the man you loved had formed a soft spot for the pup that had also stolen your heart.

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Author's Note: I'm back!! Sort of. With everything going on in the news today, I thought it would be a good idea to pop on to finally finish and post this fic I've been working on for about a month now. I'm sorry that the ending of this story is a bit rushed and honestly crap. It was difficult to write this after losing a pet, but I couldn't help but smile a few times at the thought of Stephen having a pet.

To those who submitted requests, I'm still working on them! I've just been in a writing slump these last few days because of some life stuff and uni starting up soon. I hope to be able to sit down by the weekend and finally catch up. In the meantime, requests are still open (unless otherwise noted on the request page)! As always, don't forget to leave a like, a comment, and a reblog as they really help me out (especially the latter).

One more quick note before I shut up and retreat back to my writer's lair -- nothing makes my day more than seeing your comments! The support that I've gotten on my fics recently means the world to me. With that said, please, message me if you want to talk! I'd love to talk about my fandoms and my many, many, fictional spouses. I promise I don't bite! :)

[deliriumsdelight7]

1, 42, 45 for the get to know your fic writer meme!

Thanks for the ask! I totally accidentally answered these under a different ask, so I’m gonna answer THAT ask’s questions under yours!

how did you get into writing fanfiction?

A white-haired sadboi anime villain didn’t get the girl. I had to fix it (with a self-insert). No one must ever see my sixth grade fanfic about “Sailor Sun.”

share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

This is a headcanon I share with @phoenixwrites : Barb and Billy adopt a corgi together. He’s an even bigger ham than Billy is.

give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

Be kind to yourself. Forcing the words out might work in the short term, but when you do that, you’re borrowing spoons from your future self. Sooner or later, the debt comes due. Better to take time off - a week, a month - before you burn yourself out. If you wait til after, it’ll take longer to recover.

[blazenfire223]

[ID in undercut]

English project close ups!

[ID 1/10: A picture of various Book! Omens cardboard cut outs. From left to right there is Aziraphale holding a sword and holding his hand out to Crowley, Brian, Wendsleydale, Adam, Dog (A black and white Corgi with red eyes, Pepper, and Crowley holding a peice of the Bently and holding his hand out to Aziraphale.

[ID 2/10: Picture of various Amphibia cardboard cutouts. From left to right is Marcy Wu holding a book and floating green dice, Hop Pop, Anne Boonchuy holding a blue sword, Polly, Sprig holding his slingshot, and Sasha Waybright crouching, hairdown, and holding a red and pink sword in each hand.

[ID 3/10: A picture of various different characters from Undertale. Going from left to right there is Asgore Dreemur, Alphys, Undyne, Papyrus, Frisk, Sans, Asriel Dreemur, Flowey, and Toriel. They were all hand drawn, colored, and cut.

[ID 4/10: A cardboard cutout of Storm and Billie, their partner and best friend, Hugging each other on their knees.

[ID 5/10: Picture of various Turning Red cardboard cut outs. From left to right is Ming Lee, Jim Lee, Mei, Mei's red panda form, Miriam, Priya, and Abby.

[ID 6/10: An acrylic painting on cardboard for Amphibia. It's a screenshot redraw of the Plantar house and farm in the morning.[ID: An acrylic painting on cardboard for Undertale. A red heard on a black background with Fight and Act buttons in the top left and right corners and Item and Mercy in the bottom left and right corner.

[ID 7/10: An acrylic painting on cardboard for Undertale. A red heard on a black background with Fight and Act buttons in the top left and right corners and Item and Mercy in the bottom left and right corner.

[ID 8/10: An acrylic painting on cardboard for Turning Red. It's a far away shot of Mei's temple from the front entrance and ither side of the street.

[ID 9/10: An acrylic painting on cardboard for a friendship poem called "Care and Happiness" by Shishir. It's two hands holding pinkies on a light blue background. Hearts float above the hands.

[ID 10/10: An acrylic painting on cardboard for Good Omens. It's a wine glass with a halo and demon tail. It is surrounded by a black and white circle. The top of the circle is black and the bottom is white and then the rest of the background is also black and white but the top is white and the bottom is black. /End ID]

[projectandromeda]

introducing Billie Jackson, Coalsfield’s resident mechanic and corgi enthusiast

[zahri-melitor]

New(ish) Comics Day

This week’s collection at DCUI was actually kinda mid for me when I was scrolling looking for stuff to read. (I would like to repeat my rant that while YES it’s nice to see Titans being the premier team could we please get ANY TEAM BOOK for any character under 25 to be on rather than OT/NT Titans book #4??) Nonetheless:

Hawkgirl #1: oh damn this is actually good and fun and this is unfair as I have been trying really hard not to care about Thanagarians. (I now need to read about Kendra on the Blackhawks because if Dinah is teasing Kendra about it it’s probably hilaribad) I don’t know why we have a palette-swapped Kory with a talking corgi, but there’s also a palette-swapped Kory with a talking corgi. Also this is uh a very queer book and I’m enjoying it.

Knight Terrors: Shazam! #1: look I know I have very much been avoiding reading Knight Terrors at least until it’s all over, but also this had Mary on the cover and I’m weak. It’s…fine? Mary’s having nightmares about Billy being evil, fires burning the family to death, danger to her siblings and…eating bugs. Ok, I’m on board with this ‘is nobody writing this event actually good at writing horror?’

Warlord #11: This week’s issue is called Flashback! Travis, Mariah and Machiste get chased into a cave by a Triceratops. So Travis decides to reminisce to himself about how he ended up in Skartaris.

As you may recall, Travis Morgan was a US military pilot who was flying a spyplane over the USSR when he had to bug out to get back to the US really fast. So he flew over the North Pole and ran out of fuel.

Compasses don’t work that way, Travis.

Travis sees some land through the clouds as he’s trying to safely crash his empty plane and parachutes out to land in a jungle. Because he apparently flew in through the hole in the world to the hollow earth land of Skartaris. Ta da!

(Travis explaining his Hollow Earth theory. This man would be radicalised by YouTube so fast…)

Has no water, food, hat, shelter or medical supplies. DOES have a knife and a gun with 12 bullets. Sure, everything you need, Travis. (Travis proceeds to drink straight out of a creek and I hope he enjoys his interesting intestinal parasites)

Anyway, with his gun and 12 bullets Travis Morgan sees a hot girl fighting a dinosaur and since Travis has never seen a hot girl in this series without IMMEDIATELY trying to get in her pants, he rushes off to try and ‘rescue’ the damsel. And wastes half his bullets immediately. What was that about having ‘everything you need’, mate? (The damsel, Tara, did not need rescuing and saw off the dinosaur on her own)

They get captured and taken to see Deimos. Travis uses up his last bullet shooting an orb Deimos is focusing through. In reward he…gets taken by a harem of girls to go have a bath and get changed into a proper Skartaris no-clothes outfit. Tara teaches him the local Skartaris language, and we start the never-ending quest to get Tara back to Shamballah, something Travis forgets he is supposed to be doing approximately every 5 pages.

[proudcyanide]

in my dreams, Rebecca and Billy proved Billy’s innocence.

They now live together, Rebecca works like canon, Billy has no trust in law enforcement so he is now a tattoo artist (i’ve stolen this headcanon from someone on the Internet, i love this one) and they have two corgis (headcanon: Rebecca is a corgi type; Billy wanted a bigger dog, such a Rottweiler or a German Sheppard, but he gave up to make Rebecca happy) and one of them is named after Edward. They actually talked about starting a family, but since the situation is what it is and Rebecca is deeply involved in the battle against bioterrorism they decided that having a child wasn’t the best of ideas.

They are happy, after all

[kness]

Long Bois

[monsterintheballroom]

Penelope Wilton, Luke Evans and Corgis on "Lorraine" talking about their new play "Backstairs Billy" (2023)

Wonder if there'll be actually corgis on stage

[ronance4everbrainrot]

If you haven't seen the post from @corgiplays then you should go see it, this one, and read it now!

It got everything and the time line is right (I misunderstood their comment and thought the timeline was 3 months)

So I just wanted to talk about the Ronance part and how S4 will go

So basically I also think it will go as canon.

Since Nancy just lost a friend and all, she would definitely be frustrated and just wants answers (or idk, but like how she acted in the library) and since her relationship with Robin has been strained, she acts the same with Robin as she does in the show, but more in the sense that she doesn't like how Robin makes her feel because it distracts her from the task and thinks it's a negative emotion (jealousy or dislike idk).

And I think S4 should be the same.

so I googled for the last post (to make the timing more accurate) when the day was the Byers moved and it says it was in October (but that doesn't really matter ig). And well it's a AU so we can change the timelines, but I just wanted to ask real quick if you (Corgi) meant to make S4 in April? Because it's in March actually.

But eitherway I don't care, just wanted to make sure you actually wanted to write that.

So what I actually wanted to talk about is Max.

Mostly because her and Robin got closer.

In S4 she distances herself from the party.

When would it happen?

If you want S4 to be in April she can distance herself in March, since it's Billy's birthday month. Idk how emotions work, so idk how she'd react (I'm also not good in character studies).

I have two ideas

Either she distances herself and goes to Billy's grave and just gets hit with depression and all that, so she closes herself off completely for like a period of time. (idk)

Or the wholesome version where she asked Robin if she can come with her to visit Billy and she wants to close herself off but Robin gives her support and safety (or idk), but she still feels guilt and all that (like in the show) and doesn't talk to Robin about it because she doesn't want to bother her.

Finding out Max is going to get Venca'd, makes Robin very anxious and protective, she threatens Steve to keep her safe, while Nancy and her go to Viktor, which Robin was very determined but anxious about (she acts like she does in the show but feels anxious because she doesn't want Max to die) and when it feels like they aren't gonna get to talk to Viktor she spoke that beautiful/powerful speech of hers and well ye..just like in the show..but with her bond with max now involved.

Nancy definitely let's her gay show in the library. She honestly forgot that Robin cracked a Russian code and that she's a genius, so when Robin finds the stuff about Viktor something clicked in her brain, she fell in love right then and there, but doesn't know it 😪 or represses it.

Anyway let's get to Murray and Robin.

I feel like when Robin was in the apartment Murray got her after finding out about Vecna, she tried to call him (Either to tell him about Vecna or to lie and try to keep him from coming to Hawkins so that he's safe) but well since he's going to help Joyce in California is didn't pick up the phone. And Robin kinda got worried (she called again but well he's not there) but just pushed it down when Max was a target. So when they reunite, Robin was so relieved and happy and hugs him tightly (with Murray having no idea what is going on in Hawkins, he's confused but happy nonetheless). Idk when (probably after the two day skip) idk where (I'd want it to be at Hopper's cabin with the other reunions)

Also little bonus: Murray wanted to visit Robin in Hawkins (in like 2-3 days, which is also why Robin would have said not to come to Hawkins ) so when Joyce calls he didn't want to go at first but when he heard it's about Hopper he ofc went. So he tried to call Robin but she was out looking for Eddie or smth (idk when what was) so she wasn't home and he just left with sending her a letter or smth?? (which she never noticed tho).

So um.. I forgot if I wanted to say anything else. But um. I'm too lazy to write anymore stuff so ye

Lots of love ✨♥️🤗✨

Also tiny fun fact: Billy and I share a birthday 🤓

[we-are-a-dragon]

DM: The devil 'dog' leaps out of the window with a crash.

Andy (playing Una): Is it slow like it seemed before, or moving fast?

DM: It seems to be able to move very fast after all.

Hamish (playing Thaddeus): Dammit.

M (playing Kjell): I run and leap straight out after it.

DM: It's a bit of a drop to the garden below, but you nail your Athletics check.

Hamish: I jump after them.

Tati (playing Seraph): I don't want to jump from a window! Ughhh, I start pulling my broom out of my Bag of Holding.

Andy: I say to the girl, "How do you feel now?"

DM: She says, "Upset! My dog just jumped out the window!"

Andy: "Okay... but what did it look like?"

DM: "My beautiful corgi Spot! You all scared him so much."

Andy: *disappointed* Aw, I thought the mind-control would be broken.

Tati: Me too.

DM: No, it didn't release her.

Tati: Out of interest, how old is this girl?

DM: Ten or eleven.

Tati: *eyes widen* Oh shit! I thought she was like 22!

M: Same! Shit!

Andy: Oh my god, me too, that's why I wasn't being gentle with her!

Tati: I was being gentle because I thought she wasn't in her right mind, not because I thought she was a kid - you said noblewoman's bedroom!

DM: Oops, I may have said that. Did seriously none of you realise she was a child?

Hamish: I did! Come on guys, really?

Adam (playing Billie): Nope, you are the minority here. We all thought she was a young adult.

Hamish: *shakes head*

[unlikelyfandomkidd]

INTRODUCTION POST/DNI/FANDOMS

My name is Canis

My age is adult so 17+ only please (anyone younger will be blocked)

I am gamegender, pupgender and horrorgender. My pronouns are it/pup/pog/🐶/🎮/👻 So if you're an exclu/transmed/truscum/transphobe don't interact

I'm ND and Mentally ill which shapes the way I may interact with content.

Am fictoromantic and have a few F/Os. These include Elliott and Hayley (Stardew Valley), Negan Smith (TWD), Billy Loomis (Scream), Spamton G Spamton (Deltarune), William Afton (FNAF), Starscream (Transformers), Buggy D Clown, Dracule Mihawk, and Sir Crocodile (One Piece) and Goromi (Yakuza)

a therian and otherkin. My therian identities are corgi and coyote. My non-living kins are doll and ghost. and (fictionkin) Yellow Guy/Doi (DHMIS), Stu Macher (Scream), Ken (Live action Barbie Movie)

Some of my favorite medias include : One Piece, Stardew Valley, Pokemon, Rottmnt, Transformers DHMIS, Columbo, Scream (OG Trilogy), Mortal Kombat, Kirby, FNAF, (and I also really enjoy j fashion/subcultures)

I support ACAB, BLM, Stop Asian Hate, Pro-choice, any kind of strike against a corporation (including the actor and writer strike), anarchism and communism so don't interact if you're against these

[morwap]

I didnt know why i falling for his looks and that motherfucker is the most toxic and asshole guy. And after he died i realized everything bad with him and i simped for him and im so sorry

But Darce hes gives me. Golden retriever engery but with what i dont know corgi??

so much corgi vibes ur right

billy is hot and that’s the only thing going for him and that’s it

dacre > billy any fucking day