#poor guy wanted to write about fairies

[ogsherlockholmes]

ACD writing A Study in Scarlet: Here's an idea, I've worked very hard on it and I'm very proud, do you like it? You don't? I'll fix it, let me fix it, I can make it better.

ACD writing The Sign of The Four: This is better, in fact, it's perfect. Cyclical structure and everything, check it out, Fleshed out characters, amazing storyline, I know you're going to like this one.

ACD writing anything Holmes related afterwards: Here, take this. I thought of it in the bathroom and wrote it on a piece of toilet paper. I don't care what you do with it just take it, now, I hope it's shit so you stop asking for it. Is there a deeper meaning? Stop asking me questions. Anyway, have you heard of Professor Challenger?

[feyclowns]

touching on the fey — newborns and babies

reproduction/childhood, biology and social hierarchy/dynamics i think are the most changed aspects of my au. here are some notes on newborns (anti-wanda, juandissimo, and sanderson pictured)

anti-fairies are born after just 3 months, small with large wings and ears- not cubed but foop/irep has a genetic mutation. they all have pointed ears and claws. they instinctively grab, cling and latch and have poor eyesight, capable of loosely mimicking parents' speech. it is not uncommon for them to have teeth.

they rapidly become more independent over the following months, and go from teeny helpless little bundles wrapped up in their own wings to scrabbly, hungry, vocal little creatures. they're curious little buggers and inherent lovers of chaos.

common mutations are ear shapes, devil tails, horns and hooves (hooves are cherub descent). anti-wanda was born with black hair that lightened with age.

fairies are born after several years(still not sure just how long)- large with small wings and only their primary and neural cores active. i will write about the core system later. they are not round but are chubby little guys, having drained a lot of magic to develop and be able to function independently. they're big in proportion to their parents, definitely two arms needed to carry for the average small fairy. there are several subspecies and fairies are from the branch of True Fey.

they are open-eyed and more cognizant than human newborns, able to lift their heads, grab for things (poorly) and follow movement. they make noises but no words, and are capable of smiling. they will learn to scoot around rather quickly, but their magic cores develop first, so while they might be able to move around and interact/understand their parents their speech and mental growth is extremely delayed. it is not uncommon for them to have full heads of hair.

common mutations are cherubism, four wings, butterfly wings and pointed ears.

pixies are additionally born after several years (though not as long as a fairy), large, open-eyed and more cognizant than a fairy baby. while they're sleepy and non-emotive, they are very good with motor functions and enjoy repetitive behaviors.

like fairies, they only have their primary and neural cores active, but pick up learning language and physical advancement far faster than their fairy cousins- pixies take longer to pick up magic instead. they're intelligent, dexterous and quickly become independent- i want you to imagine a toddler in a suit calmly making themself a bowl of cereal, utilizing a stool.

pixies do not show much genetic diversity. most pixies reproduce extremely rarely (with the exception of One) due to biological and social limits. all pixies are born with straight black hair, rounded ears and unusually dull eyes for a magic being- a pixie and a fairy will almost always make another pixie; their genes are very dominant.

[inuiiwonderland]

Twisted captivity

Chapter 1

Twst third years x fem reader

A/n: here is the first chapter of my new series “twisted captivity” !! Again this is a yandere series so it will have some dark themes! Also, the first couple chapters will be more on the short side since It has been a while since I wrote anything and also because of my major writers block and motivation for writing. So I’m taking baby steps rn lol. But I genuinely wanna write this since it’s been on my mind for MONTHS! So enough about my rambling I really hope you guys enjoy this!

Words:766

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You walked down the long hallway as Crowley explained to you the rules and things you would be in charge of.

“Since your father told me you’re a researcher, you will be in charge of writing down every detail and interaction you have with the mers and also help us understand more about them and their biology!”

You simply nodded, still not believing that he has REAL mermaids and mermen’s in his care.

“You will also be in charge of feeding them, cleaning and taking care of their tanks! Though do be careful, some of them can be very wary and may attack when they feel threatened!”

“Ah that’s…good to know”

“Great! Now it’s time for you to come meet them so follow me” You followed him as he led you down a long hallway before walking through a double door which led you to a giant lab. In there you can see a big window as people rush in all sorts of directions.

“This is our lab! Here we run all our experiments and test” Your eyes grow wide as you see a couple of people roll in a big cart with an equally large tank which has a mermaid inside.

The poor thing was thrashing around in the tank as she clawed on the glass. The tank must have been made with really strong glass since it didn’t crack or break by how hard the poor thing was banging on it. The cart was rolled to another room, which you did NOT want to know about.

“Don’t worry she’ll be fine”

Something tells you she wouldn’t….

“Come follow me! I’ll show you the less aggressive ones first”

Okay now you were slowly starting to regret this

Maybe you should’ve stayed home and made yourself a good meal as you watched your favorite show. But no, you decided to show up instead.

What if this is all illegal? What if the government or whoever doesn’t even know such a thing exists?! Or maybe Crowley is working for the government?!

As you begin to panic, you accidentally bump into said man as he comes to a stop.

“Sor-“

“We’re here!” You step aside and you stare in awe as you are met with a beautiful sight.

The place looked absolutely gorgeous. It definitely didn’t look like it belonged in a research facility.

The place had a huge waterfall along with some beautiful trees and huge rocks and caves. You noticed a bridge in the center of it all and it had beautiful long vines surrounding it.

This definitely looked like it came from a fairy tale

“Welcome to the heartslabyul enclosure!” He says with a big smile.

“This place is so…”

“Amazing right? I’m glad you think so because I spent millions on this place!”

“Hey Crowley!” You both turned around to see a man with black and white hair. The man looked annoyed as he glared down at Crowley.

“Ah! Crewel! Nice seeing you here today, say why are you here?” The man scowled.

“I work here you idiot”

“Hey now that’s not a good way to talk to your boss! I have a new worker here with me and you can’t make it seem like calling me an idiot is okay!” Crowley says as crewel turns to look at you.

“You should still run while you have the chance” He says which causes Crowley to gasp.

You just awkwardly laugh as crewel and Crowley continue to bicker back and forth. You step away from the two as you decide to explore the area a bit more.

You walk down the bridge and to a small path that leads you to another beautiful part of the area. As you continued exploring, you didn’t notice the pair of eyes that peeked from under one of the lily pads.

Red eyes followed you as you continued to walk down the path.

Weird….never seen her around before

He watches you like a hawk before quickly ducking down as you turn around.

You eye the water curiously

“Weird….could’ve sworn I heard something” As you were about to walk a little closer towards the water, the sound of your name being called made you stop. You look up to see Crowley waving at you from the bridge.

“Come! I have more things to discuss with you in my office!” You just nodded but before you left, you looked back at the water one last time before walking away and to where crowley was.

As you leave, the boy slowly comes back up with curious eyes.

She looks nice….

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Again sorry for such a short chapter😓 but as I said, baby steps!

Taglist: @ruisann @roseapov @0ffth3rec0rd @anunholyabomination

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Also! Reader will have more like a mother/older sister relationship with the 1st and 2nd years! I will explain more as the story goes:)

[ronsenthal]

Ron Speirs x Nurse Reader

Summary: During wartime some stories were created to scare and keep the soldiers on the line, but some other ones were slowly written to have a happy ending, just like fairy tales.

A/N: This was based on a prompt kindly sent to me by a lovely anon who wanted something with Ron x Nurse Reader and since then I was so OBSESSED with this idea so I had to try something. So dear anon if you are reding this I hope you like it, I had to change it a little bit because I'm truly awful with requests, hope you don't mind. Also this was slighthly based on the Rolling Stones song, because it so Ron coded and apparently I can't write anything not related to music? So here we go!

The first time you saw him was one week after D-Day, everybody was still scared and lost, many people went missing so naturally the first place the men went looking for their friends was the Aid Station. It was completely madness, you couldn’t take a pause to catch your breath even when your feet hurt, even when you couldn’t tell what time it was, when your stomach made loud noises, you pushed through pain, tears and tiredness. 

During one of your shifts you were attending to a private who was hit in the head by shrapnel after a potato masher exploded close to him. He was bleeding heavily since he arrived so you had to change the bandage from time to time. The Aid Station was always a noisy place with some people screaming in agony, others nurses and doctors were giving orders trying to save someone else and a few lucky ones were just chatting to pass the time. But in that afternoon it went quiet as if some spell was cast and suddenly the world was frozen, you could see heads following the footsteps of this soldier who walked in.

He slowly walked in your direction, you couldn’t see his features until he was at the other side of the stretcher of the man you were aiding. At first he didn’t say a word as he was looking at the other soldier, as if studying the damage that was done by the germans. He took a deep breath and finally asked quietly, “Is he gonna make it?” and looked at you with those big dark green eyes to which you couldn’t lie, so you honestly said “I don’t know”, he only shook his head giving you one sad look before turning into his heels and heading out.

You were awfully quiet that evening trying to eat some bread while the other girls were chatting. You tried your best but your long-suffering patient didn’t make it and yet you could only think about those sad green eyes. Some weeks went by, people would come and go but your thoughts would often drift aways to this face you couldn’t even put a name to. 

The second time you saw him was even less fortunate than the first one, this time he came in angrily shouting that he didn’t needed any help and assistance, but anyone would notice that he was limping and there was even blood on his uniform coming from his leg, his hands also were bleeding. 

Poor Jane, your friend was the closest nurse available, you only watched from a distance as she was addressing his wounds. At first he was reluctant but then finally gave in and let the woman quickly put some bandages on it, she only asked a couple of questions, filled a piece of paper and gave it to the man. Just as he went in he was suddenly gone, as he was heading out he saw you and nodded with his head before putting back his cap. 

Dinner was always gossip time and that night you made sure to sit near Jane to get some food but also try to get some information. 

“So who was that guy who came in earlier making a scene?”

“Are you kidding Y/N? That is Lieutenant Speirs, he is the one everybody keeps talking about, he killed 15 german POW or something on D-Day” Linda said, swinging her spoon 

dramatically.

“I heard it was more like 20 guys, he even offered some cigarettes before shooting them” the other nurse called Grace. 

“And do you believe those stories?” you asked them not even daring to take your eyes off your food. This couldn’t be true right? 

“I don’t know Y/N, I heard it from one of my guys the other day, he was telling his friend that they sergeant saw it” Grace told you two before changing the subject to talk about some soldier named Talbert that they both find so cute.

Lieutenant Speirs so that’s him, after that day you were always looking for his name in the morning reports at the Aid Station, you heart almost skipping a beat at the letter S but you never saw his name. You never forgot his name nor his eyes or his dark hair. 

From time to time you would see him with a cigarette on his lips from one side to the other, he was always followed by strange looks and a couple of whispers, his bad reputation was growing as time passed by, some stories were clearly too absurd to be true, others were creepier to say the least.

Third time's the charm right? Bastogne was a real nightmare, you had to move to the front line due to the heavy losses of people who had basic medical training, the supplies were short and the was was getting brutal, specially due to that fucking cold. One night you were trying to get some warm soup in the foxhole you shared with Eugene, you both couldn’t feel your fingertips as if they seemed to be frozen so you decided to try and warm your hands while eating something. 

“Y/L/N” came from a hard and harsh voice from behind, you were caught by surprise as you jumped from the scare “Y/L/N did I get your name right?”

“Yes sir!” you quickly said

“Pleased to meet you, I guess you know who I am. What are you and Roe doing here? It’s not safe enough you should stay aways from the line” he said as you both nodded quickly taking your belongings and starting to move, he kept watching you and offered his hand to pull you from the foxhole to which you said a shy “thank you”, his hands were strong and warm and you had to fight the urge to ask him how he could keep them so warm in the freezing temperature, but you didn’t said a word. 

Holding a gun in his hand he slowly and carefully escorted you through the white snow. Eugene was following you two but suddenly Joe Toye called for his help with something else. Speirs even helped you to settle in the new foxhole, putting some twigs and sticks to reinforce the cover. He then wished you goodnight before disappearing again. The man walked like a shadow between the lines, you took your time to thank the guy from above that he was at your side in this war, you wouldn’t be able to sleep if you thought that he was the enemy.

Just a couple of days later the only thing the men would talk about was how the now Captain Speirs ran through the streets of Foy to link up with I Company after he released Foxhole Dike from his position and how bravely and fearlessly led Easy. The guys were so happy to have a good leader again, you were happier too because it meant now they were saffer.

The fourth time he was shot in his butt during one of your night shifts back at the Aid Station, he was soaking wet, pale and so tired that he didn’t have the energy to be stubborn. You asked what happened and Sergeant Lipton said he was hit while going across the river into the germans territory to get some information on the germans. You promptly gave him some medicine and started to take care of his wound as fast as you could. 

It was strange but you kept your cool and gave your best to stay calm and do your job as if he was just another guy. Except he wasn’t, after the bullet was removed he let out a big sigh of relief and as the medicine was starting to kick in he slowly falled asleep in a feverish state.. You couldn’t help yourself and stare at the man you’ve been thinking about for so long, you stayed by his side trying to quietly read a book but your eyes would move away from it and watch how his eyelashes peacefully rested, how soft his facial expression was and how his now slightly wet hair was falling in his forehead. 

You reached your hand to it with the excuse to feel his temperature, he was burning hot and as you were taking a wet piece of cloth to use it to cool him off a bit he opened those same green eyes you’ve been thinking about.

“Am I gonna make it?” he said with a weak voice and caught your hand in his

“Yes” you said, but this time you were 100% sure and when you realized you were smiling at him, he gave you a cute smile back before closing his eyes and falling asleep again. He was certainly a handsome man but on that night you could swear he looked like one of those princes from fairy tales your mom would tell you at bedtime. You couldn’t help but think how he could be soft and yet so stern, so scary but also so gentle and caring, you felt sympathy for the Devil after all. 

The next day he was feeling so much better and tried to get away as quickly as possible but you preferred to stay cautious and ordered him to stay a bit longer, which he couldn’t refuse and finally gave in. After some minutes of awkward silence he started to small talk asking where you are from, if you had any siblings back home and even if you had a boyfriend. You tried your best to keep talking just to keep him with you a bit longer but your peace was interrupted when a couple of soldiers came by heavily wounded and you were required to take care of them. 

When you finally came back he was gone, he only left a note apologizing for leaving without a proper goodbye but promised he would somehow make it up to you later. 

Of course he did it as soon as you set foot at Berchtersgarden, there the mood was totally different, especially after the german army officially surrendered. He took you out to enjoy some coffee at this beautiful place with an incredible view of the mountains, even through you thought that the view of the captain in front of you was even better.

You were so happy with everything that you couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear and as you reached from his hand across the table, he didn't moved it and intertwined your fingers, then gave you a sincere and beautiful smile, you felt butterflies all over your stomach because you felt more than just sympathy for the Devil.

Taglist: @mads-weasley , @footprintsinthesxnd , @sweetxvanixlla , @xxluckystrike , @malarkgirlypop , @lostloveletters , @next-autopsy , @ewipandora

[neoninky]

So today I was binging Bridgerton cuz apparently I’m on a romantic drama spiral 😂 good ol stuffy British romances about rich people and their non-relatable problems 👍

Which has lead me to head canons surrounding a certain group of dashing young men who are basically from a historical drama…

Yes that’s right:

Diasomnia Courtship Head Canons

Featuring Lilia’s three sons (no this is not how I’m going to write them in my story-oh who am I kidding, yes it is 😂)

Tagging peeps for shenanigans: @nuitthegoddess @wysteriadelights @iscarlettappel @foxwitchaine @1ndigowitch @victoria1676

Malleus: The prince and soon-to-be king of Briar Valley, he is naturally expected to find himself a queen and future mother to his heirs. So courtship isn't something that comes as a surprise to him. In fact, it's something he was prepared for since he became old enough to understand what courtship and marriage even were.

For Malleus, this can go one of two ways: 1) if he's being forced to meet and court a some daughter of a noble family that he's not interested in, he'll be…avoidant. In other words, he out poofs away in firefly dust. Once the guards, or Silver and Sebek, OR Lilia, finally hunt him down and force him to show up, Malleus is polite. He goes through all the motions and acts like the perfect gentleman, but anyone who knows him well can see the distant, far-off look of escapism in his eyes.

OR 2) he's not only interested, he is INVESTED. Hoo boy, good luck stopping him from trying to be the only man on this girl's radar. Not only does he perform all the expected etiquette perfectly, Malleus Draconia is the epitome of "down bad". What's her favorite color? Favorite flowers? Does she like music? What's her favorite food??? This man will discover and procure all of it for her faster than lightning. Seven help him if she is (for some reason) not impressed, he'll be crushed. Seven help him if she is impressed and - dare it be so - shows appreciation and affection in return. Smitten doesn't even skim the surface, oof. Malleus Draconia needs to marry her now. His crew will have their hands full trying to help the love-struck royal not come on too strong (too late probably) or rush things too quickly. Either way, once his mind is made up, Malleus only has eyes for his queen.

Silver: Being a human raised primarily around fae folk or even half-fae folk, Silver is familiar with the range of courting rituals that various fae have performed over the years. Human courtship, on the other hand, well…he's a bit lost if not old-fashioned in that department. Mostly because of his lack of human interaction, but also because his father is Lilia. Self explanatory. He doesn't have a preference on fae women vs human/other women, though he understands that fae live far longer than humans so that might complicate things. Regardless, Silver is clumsy when wooing women (or anyone he might be interested in). He has the heart of the very best-boi boy but he can be a bit shy with showing/voicing his feelings at first.

The majority of his life has been dedicated to becoming a worthy knight for Malleus, though his school days allowed him some leisure and fun in between his training. Even so, Silver's bravery and tenacity in battle doesn't translate into romance. In fact, he often suffers from cold feet when faced with a potential crush/love interest. Silver logically knows certain things he can do to show his affection on paper. In action, however, he may need some help practice. Don't even get him started on the anxiety his sleep condition brings him. He gets so nervous about suddenly passing out in front of the girl he wants to romance that it will sometimes make him literally sick (poor guy). Once he FINALLY gets over his nerves and takes action, Silver can make his feelings known. It may be awkward but you won't find another more genuine confession from a guy who looked like he walked out of a fairy tale. Also don't be surprised if an army of woodland creatures was recruited to help out.

If rejected, Silver is nothing if not a man of honor. He sees no point in hounding a woman who isn't interested in him, no matter how much it hurts. If his feelings are reciprocated, the poor man might pass out from joy. If he prepares correctly, Silver drinks enough coffee to keep that from happening. Silver will then exhale in immense relief ask his beloved for an even more romantic date, which he spent at least three days planning out with the help of the other Diasomnia bois. Victory achieved.

Sebek: While Malleus is enthusiastic and full throttle and Silver is charmingly shy/awkward and slow to act, Sebek is somewhere in the middle. This man is and always has been very disciplined in all endeavors. For him, romance will be no different. Sebek Zigvolt has trained since childhood to be Malleus' knight. This is his greatest goal and ambition. Someday his lord will marry and have children, precious little princes and princesses! Naturally, their security and well-being are Sebek's top priority!! As such romance has been put on the back burner through the majority of Sebek's teen years.

Once Sebek sets his sights on courtship and romance, he will not settle for just anyone, no sir. He is a man with taste and standards. You know those girls who write down the traits of their ideal husbands in a list? Sebek is the male equivalent of that. It's not as shallow as it sounds, Sebek just knows what he wants. Granted he started the list when he was about 14 years old cough, so some things do change as he matures. Even so, Sebek is - like Silver - old-fashioned in romance. He knows all the moves: bringing her flowers on the first date, taking her on romantic moonlit walks while also respecting her boundaries and fighting off any hooligans that may threaten her dignity, getting her father's approval, the whole nine yards!

And boy is he prepared. He's actually quite proud - if not smug - of how much research he's put into properly courting a lady. His grandfather made sure to leave books out for him when he was young so of course he grew into an avid reader. Definitely learned a thing or two from romance novels but will not admit it out loud.

Either way, once Sebek finds his dream girl, he already has a strategy all mapped out. If one plan doesn't work, he's got backup plans. If things are going well, Sebek will not rush the courtship, but he will absolutely have the proposal and the wedding (hell, probably the honeymoon too dayum) all planned out in his head. If he somehow misses a detail, his mother and older sister will have at least five to ten different options at the ready to offer him and his lady love.

If for some reason Sebek's affections are rejected, he will put on a strong front…until he gets home/back to Malleus's castle and then he'll just fall to pieces. He's gonna need a grieving period, bless his heart. He will more than likely be a complete wreck until he gets the heartache completely out of his system.

If all goes well and Sebek does successfully get with his dream lady love, pssssh well OF COURSE he did! Was there ever any doubt?! Foolish humans, of course not! (Lies, Sebek definitely has moments of doubt that he covers up with loud outbursts and vigorous training to the point of exhaustion. Thank Seven that it did work out though, whew.)

BONUS:

Chaos ensues any time Lilia tries to make a meal to welcome his new 'daughters' to the family. The boys immediately go into covert ops to stop him from getting into the kitchen, sometimes asking their girlfriends/wives to help distract him or getting Lilia started on a story tangent about his travels, his glory days as a general, anything to keep him talking.

[silversodas]

The Fairly Odd Parents: A New Wish Observations

What actually sold me on giving this series a solid chance, was the theme song, why? Because for me it showed what the series is attempting to be, something that’s paying homage to the source material while being it’s own thing and knowing what it wants to be.

The original theme song is categorized as Electric Swing or Light Jazz. This new theme song sounds like straight up Swing and it SLAPS!

The Set Up

So Hazel Wells moves to the city with her parents for her Dads job and at the same time her older brother and best friend Antony has left for college. Leaving Hazel overwhelmed but still trying to put on a brave face for her family. Not long after arriving they are visited by their new next door neighbors

Cosmo and Wanda are masquerading as a retired human couple

Lol one of the gifts in the welcome basket Cosmo gives them is a jar of pennies. In some places it’s a thing to leave pennies as gifts for fairies, I wonder if Cosmo thought it was a custom human gift

The concept of the parents are pretty interesting, especially their jobs.

Angela is a therapist and author, with all of the non self awareness fairy world had going on her insight could definitely be interesting if she somehow finds out. she is also pretty open minded and non judgmental, not being off put by Cosmo and Wanda’s weird behavior and inviting them in

Marcus is a paranormal scientist, which instantly makes Cosmo and Wanda nervous but what makes him interesting is that he didn’t go in the direction I thought he was going. I thought he was going to go full FOP writing fashion and him basically say he was looking for fairies. But no, he is just wanting to learn the unexplained and mostly about ghost. I don’t know the fact that he is presented as a friend to Cosmo and Wanda who could be a potential obstacle because of the interest that are apart of his character is a lot more interesting then if he was presented as a blatantly obvious obstacle and that’s his only purpose as a character. ( not saying it was bad when FOP did it, they did it in a way that was funny just not to compelling)

Hazel figures out they are magic because both Cosmo and Wanda are piss poor at hiding it but Hazel actually completely drops it after being unable to get her parents to see it

Angela and Marcus actually make pretty good foils for Cosmo and Wanda they are both just completely normal people who highlight Cosmo and Wanda’s colorfulness just as they highlight Angela and Marcus’s normalcy. Hazel, Marcus, and Angela seem to be emotionally intelligent people and it makes them enjoyable and honestly is refreshing

This girl has more emotional maturity then I ever dreamed of having at 10, she keeps her brave face until she hears that Antony can’t come visit till the holiday brake, she has an understandable brake down and her parents feel really bad they are having to change so much so fast for her.

She almost runs away until Cosmo and Wanda catch her (which is interesting because when she passed them on her way up stairs they where to busy with their mail to pay attention to her, but when she is about to run away their full attention snapped to her. Their “child is about to do something stupid”senses must have been tingling) she relents and vents to them about her troubles and that she just wanted to see her brother.

Cosmo and Wanda seem to have a Cathartic moment in realizing that Hazel needed help and that they realized that they were ready to be Godparents again. It was this moment I was like “yeah, you guy’s definitely retired because letting go of Timmy hurt you”

It’s when after everything is resolved and Hazel visits their vary magical and whimsical apartment (I bought the episodes on YouTube but they wouldn’t let me take screen shots) that they reveal that they had been on a 10,000 year sabbatical through time and space during their retirement. They don’t bring up Timmy, just say that they used to be Godparents to kids but then retired for 10,000 years (and no it’s not 10,000 years into the future, they were just time traveling). They actually nervously ask Hazel if she would consider being their Godkid which she enthusiastically agrees too. Don’t make pacts with fairies kids

How it’s going so far

Something interesting to note that while they never bring up Timmy, he kinda haunts the background I think they still have some unprocessed grief for Timmy that may get unpacked. I herd this show is supposed to get an overarching story and after seeing a few episodes I can tell that it’s staying consistent that it’s not completely episodic even if it’s a slow build ( as slow as it’s allowed to be anyway)

It looks like their human personas are their default disguises, that has the potential to be interesting in future episodes

I can tell that Hazel is still not 100% close with Cosmo and Wanda right off the bat, she is still getting to know them, like it was actually so enduring to watch her formally thank them for playing with her. Cosmo and Wanda are also trying to ease themselves in for her sake, but it’s clear that even though they are out of practice they are all in for this little girl and are in Godparent mode. Wanda is never not in Mom mode, and Cosmo already knows all of her special interests off the top of his head in the short time he has known her.

I don’t know, I just saw that a lot of people have been “rightfully” cautious about this show or have written it off, and just wanted to share some things that I thought made it interesting and made it worth giving a look

There are some who are a bit hopeful because one of the writers for infinity train is on the writing team so who knows

[cleolinda]

(For our purposes, listen to it without the visuals first.)

I wasn't going to keep posting about Unreal Unearth, but something happened yesterday.

It's been five months since I first heard this song, and I'm still astonished by it. You know the tiktok skit about the Star Wars wedding music, and the guy is grooving along until the Imperial Death March filters in, and then he's kind of alarmed, like, wha—? And then he realizes it slaps anyway and he keeps dancing? That is "Eat Your Young."

It's the morning of March 17th. The EP with the first three singles from the new album has dropped. I've got my phone blasting the song on the bathroom counter, I don't understand half what the man is saying nor did I expect to, I'm cheerfully mumbling along in the shower, grooving along,

wait they did what for a war drum

Get some Pull up the ladder when the flood comes Throw enough rope until the legs have swung Seven new ways that you can eat your young Come and get some Skinning the children for a war drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns It's quicker and easier to eat your young

What the fuck, this song goes so hard. That's the chorus. The conceit of the whole album is that it loosely follows Dante's Inferno, so this is the third circle of hell, gluttony. Hozier himself says that he wasn't specifically thinking of Jonathan Swift's A Modest Proposal—

“I don’t know how intentional the reference to Jonathan Swift was in this. That essay [Swift’s 1729 satirical essay A Modest Proposal in which he suggests the Irish poor sell their children as food] is such a cultural landmark that it’s just hanging in the air. I was more reflecting on what I felt now in this spirit of the times of perpetual short-term gain and a long-term blindness. The increasing levels of precarious living, poverty, job insecurity, rental crisis, property crisis, climate crisis, and a generation that’s inheriting all of that and one generation that’s enjoyed the spoils of it. The lyrics are direct, but the voice is playful. There’s this unreliable narrator who relishes in this thing which was fun to write.” [Apple Music album notes]

—and I believe him. The song's not a suggestion, a proposal; it's an invitation to atrocity in progress. I also believe he probably wasn't thinking of Greta Thunberg's iconic speech at the UN Climate Action Summit, not specifically, but that's what I hear in the song, like the flip side of a coin:

You have stolen my dreams and my childhood with your empty words. And yet I'm one of the lucky ones. People are suffering. People are dying. Entire ecosystems are collapsing. We are in the beginning of a mass extinction, and all you can talk about is money and fairy tales of eternal economic growth. How dare you! [...] You say you hear us and that you understand the urgency. But no matter how sad and angry I am, I do not want to believe that. Because if you really understood the situation and still kept on failing to act, then you would be evil.

I feel like on some level, even coincidentally, "Eat Your Young" is the answer to the question, what would you sound like if you were that evil? Who would you be? I can think of a dozen possibilities just off the top of my head or looking around my blog, from something as petty as studio executives mangling trees to deprive striking workers of shade (while hoping they lose their homes), all the way up to the US school-to-prison pipeline. The National Rifle Association keeps politicians in its pocket while the US has more mass shootings than days in a year, Nestlé fucks shit up around the world as a way of life, even ChatGPT sucks up water while threatening jobs—and for what? And yet, I promise you most of these things weren't the inspiration for an Irishman’s song—some of them hadn't even happened yet. There's just that much fresh You Would Be Evil to go around. I am certain that Hozier wrote the song partly about (as one article puts it) "Ireland's housing crisis: Millennials, a generation sacrificed," given that time back in the day when he helped occupy a building—a housing crisis happening in multiple countries. There's so much of the world I'm not touching on. I can stuff a paragraph with links and it's utterly inadequate.

I haven't even mentioned war.

There's an overwhelming sense this decade of the future being fed into a meat grinder. That sense is in this song. What would it sound like to be in the head of someone who didn't give a shit about anything but profit? Well, it might sound like this.

And if you haven't heard it, well—I'm going to sound absolutely out of my mind after saying all that, but "Eat Your Young" has a beat and you can dance to it. It's sexy. And I'm certain that's on purpose. You get seduced into the sound of it, as if by something demonic, something that enjoys sucking down the future and is not going to stop. And the sheer fucking catchiness of the song keeps you listening to it—thinking about it—when maybe you push away the dry headlines we get everyday. If you let this song stay in your head, it becomes a lens. Five months later, I still think about it when I read the news. Maui was on fire and tourists stayed. Within days, the prospect of developers swooping in to buy up land reared its head. If there's something still to take, there is ground to break, whatever's still to come. Get some.

I was born in 1978 —I'm late Gen X. In my forties, I'm young enough to worry about the future still; I’m neither so rich that I can just plan to retire to Mars, nor so old that I can know I'll be safely gone before the world might go up in flames. But I'm also not my nephew, whose school year just started back up, or the neighborhood kids who race him home down the sidewalk in the afternoons. Yesterday, he had his very first mass-shooter lockdown drill. He’s six.

I think music can put the feeling back into numb fingers, and I think that's why "Eat Your Young" works so well—Hozier calls the song fun and playful, and I think you have to have that, something you can live with rather than just switch off for your own mental survival. We need music to feed spirit at protests; we need something to keep our feet moving. Don’t give up, don't close your eyes and slip away. Those kids, they have dreams we could try to steal back for them.

Since I mentioned Maui:

Why Hawaiian sovereignty has undeniable context for the Maui fires

The Climate Crisis and Colonialism Destroyed My Maui Home. Where We Must Go From Here

How You Can Donate and Help Support Maui Communities Right Now

The Maui Strong Fund

[raconteur-wanpi]

ONE PIECE 1124

I'm probably gonna start writing these thoughts / reactions with each new chapter at this point. At least as long as I have something to say!

Sentomaru is alive waaaahhhh!!! Mr. Golden Boy! I'm so glad! He skyrocketed his way up my favorite character list in this arc, but then again I'm weak towards any characters based on folklore / fairy tales and mythical heroes to begin with. It's nice to see him escape Egghead, but it's devastating to see him mourning like this. He lost so much, he really is a tragic character. Seeing him cry is genuinely a bullet through my heart. He lost his adoptive father, he lost the island he has spent much of his life on, he failed to protect the civilians who he risked his life to save, he's now a fugitive running from the government, and the man he considered an uncle and mentor figure was the one to pull the trigger. Poor guy, his experience with the Buster Call and loss of mentors almost makes him feel like a parallel to Robin. I hope he gets to heal, there are some revealed surprise good news he might want to hear eventually.

And speaking of tragedy within this little family unit, here it is. Borsalino's regret. This really reminded me of Garp and Ace, but unlike Garp being just passive and complacent in Ace's death, here Borsalino was the man who actually did it. You can see the sorrow and devastation but also the complacency. He was always going to do it, no matter how he feels about it. What in interesting character, I want to dissect his brain. His lack of a sense of actual justice and code was something introduced as a joke, but here we see what that actually looks like. A man passive enough to follow any order, even if it's something he isn't going to be able to bear.

And of course, the aftermath of such a conflict. This is the first time we've ever seen him sad and / or furious. He's sobbing and screaming to Sakazuki, someone who he's always tried to appease in the past. I wonder where will this lead him as a character. I adooore seeing the Marines betrayed, broken and fed up by their own system one by one. Maybe they will eventually realize they're on the wrong side of history. Or maybe Borsalino over here will stay complacent and passive as he always has been, who knows. Either way, I love the way Oda has approached all this interpersonal tragedy within all the grander politics of it.

Yep, there is it! The big twist! ...That most people myself included completely expected. Punk Records is still intact! The Gorosei need Vegapunks mind, so they explicitly tried to protect that part of Egghead. And that means, of course, all the Vegapunks' consciousness is still up there in the Cloud. There's a chance any of them could talk through Lilith, Stella included. Hell, she could probably build new android bodies for them if she gets the resources. Or at least, that's what I'm assuming she means by "everyone's alive", since she doesn't elaborate further.

Aaaand Robin getting excited to meet Saul again. 🥹 God I hope it goes well, I'll be devastated if it doesn't. PLEASE let this reunion happen properly.

And to close things off, somebody is waiting for them on Elbaf. People have pointed out the silhouette looks similar to the mysterious kasa-hat-wearing man we see chatting it up with Crocus in one of the cover stories. The most common guess I've seen is that it's Scopper Gaban, the man from Roger's crew, and potentially that he is the "man marked by flames". Others have suggested things like Shiki or even a 90-year-old Yorki who survived. I don't know if I personally have any predictions, but Gaban feels like a good guess. It could potentially also just be a character we haven't met yet. Really looking forward to the future!

[ayoitspatricia]

Hi do you still write for disney's descendants? if so can you do headcanons of being siblings with the VKs? and if possible the siblings came with them to the school. sorry for my bad english

Being siblings with each VK + going to Auradon with them would include :

IM BAAAAACK!! It has been a while since I have posted so I am currently working through requests :)

Mal :

Homie would be overprotective af

This lady ain’t having any Auradon dweebs getting you on her watch

Always encouraging you to be the best version of yourself

Or in Maleficent’s case the worst

Y’all are not that big on boys, girls etc before Mal meets Ben

Mix and matching leather jackets

Being the biggest chaos causes wherever you guys go

Finding it hard to be positive about school when Mal wants you to be miserable about it all

Her helping you to control your powers which are cool im gonna be honest

Sharing differences and similarities with Mal

She just wants to keep you safe from bad people in the world

Ironic for a VK right?

Especially from rats in Auradon

Feeling pressured by your mom when she wants you to steal the magic wand

Liking Ben and not finding it difficult to adjust to being good

Evie :

Now this one encourages you to interact with others

She wants to get you as far out of your shell as possible

Cause poor girl ain’t got a clue what will happen if you all get caught stealing the wand

Wanting you to get a partner

But asking them lots of intimidating kind questions if you do

Doing group sewing + art!

Always trying on each other’s clothing

Having matching magic mirrors

Creating a Chad hate club

Evie being the favourite child but always defending you

Going on shopping sprees when you arrive at Auradon

Trying hard to empress everyone

But then realising that it is really impossible

Evie wanting to dye your hair

Her chasing you around with the hair dye

Actually secretly wanting to be good from the beginning

Carlos :

Always being super close to each other

Thing 1 = you / Thing 2 = Carlos

Actually quite liking dogs

Lol your brother did not like that one

Until you got Dude obviously (you was his fav)

Always having super fluffy jumpers or cardigans

Enjoying sweet treats with him at midnight

Literally menaces to the cooking club

Softest member of the VK’s

Collecting stuffed animals to annoy Carlos

Then proceeding to throw them at each other

Fairy Godmother actually really liking you

You going into Remedial Goodness 101 early so you both can have a chat

Honestly loving the Auradon vibe

Cheering Carlos on when he plays Tourney

+ shipping him with Jane!!

Literally acting like kids the whole time

Wanting to open an animal club in Auradon

Tbh you was already sliding to the side of good as soon as you arrived

Jay :

My mans is on a whole other level of protective

Like you thought Mal was bad

Whether your on the isle or in Auradon this boy has your back

Him always glaring at the boys whenever they look at you for too long

Even at poor Carlos, who has no clue what is going on

Teaching you how to steal

Reminding your father of Jasmine

You + Evie + Mal are the perfect trio

Doing laps around the museum to try and find any lamps

Not your proudest moment ngl

You plus Lonnie equals BESTIES!!

Jay making you always watch him play sports

Stealing his beanies all the time

Hiding in spots around Auradon so he has to try and find you

You best hope that none of them princes disrespect you

Cause they gon get an ass whoopin

Honestly not caring about whether you’re good or not

As long as you have your brother and your friends

[annabethy]

if you’re still doing the kissing prompts: 12, sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

love your writing <3

12. sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss, secret relationships, percy/annabeth

“You could at least pretend to be listening.”

Annabeth’s eyes shift towards the voice, and she really hopes no one notices what she had been looking at. She finds Piper staring back, accusatory but slightly amused. After being friends for as long as they have, she’s used to Annabeth’s inability to focus.

It’s hardly her fault. It’s hard not to stare at something so perfect, like it’s delicately crafted from gods, like it had been sculpted for months or years until it became impossible for any one thing to rival it. But she’d rather not be caught staring at it, because then they’d know, and that was certainly not what she wanted.

All it takes is one more look at it, and she finds Percy with a sly grin on his lips. Poor guy tries to hide it, but he’s always been an open book, so she knows he saw her eyes on him for far too long.

So, yeah. The thing had actually been a person, and that person had actually been Percy. And, sure, she doesn’t mind him catching her eyes lingering because it’s not like he doesn’t know about the little game they’ve got going on, but none of their other friends do, and she wants to keep it that way. For right now, at least.

“Sorry,” Annabeth says, glaring when Percy makes kissy faces behind everyone’s backs. “What were you saying?”

Piper waves her hand dismissively. “Nothing, nothing. You’re no use to me like this anyway.”

“Too distracted,” Percy agrees. “Something on your mind, Chase?”

Lots of things on her mind. Namely the way he’d slid into her bed last night, pressing kisses to her neck and up to the spot behind her ear, too intimate for two people who aren’t properly dating. Though more currently, she’s thinking of the numerous ways she’d like to shut him up. 

“Not at all,” but her response is choked. Thankfully one picks up on it (except him) so she’s safe for the time being. 

They fall back into conversation, but she stays on the sidelines, this time with her eyes pointedly not on him. 

She may be being a little dramatic about the whole situation. Nothing would happen if their friends found out about their sneaking around, but she also likes to keep this kind of thing to herself. Relationships are nice, but it’s better kept in silence, in a place where no one except him is allowed to follow. She likes it that way.

Annabeth isn’t sure that Percy likes it as much. Sure, he doesn’t mind, but she’s known him since middle school, and the few girlfriends he’s had have always been semi-public. He dates people, takes them out, spends time with them where anyone can see. Annabeth has never been that person, and initially she thought it would’ve been a problem, but he’d spent forever reassuring her that he wants what she does, so this is their norm. This was new ground for the both of them.

One day, maybe soon or maybe not, she’ll tell them. 

For the time being, she’s okay sitting in a group with her favorite people, pretending she doesn’t notice Percy’s eyes raking her up and down this time. She’s not complaining because if someone sees him, it’s his ass on the line. Besides, she likes that he’s not looking at anyone else, that the look of fondness spread out on his face is just for her.

Eventually, she���s so tuned out of the conversation she couldn’t even try to get involved. It becomes boring, staring into space so she doesn’t accidentally stare at him, so she stands up from their little table at the bar and makes her way outside to the garden area. She’s been smart enough to grab her coat beforehand because the winter chill is biting, so she spends some time there, alone by a wooden wall, stuck on the twinkling fairy lights and sounds of gleeful chatter so close to Christmas.

When someone bumps her shoulder a few minutes later, it’s obvious who it is.

“Can I help you?”

Percy laughs, a pretty sound, and settles onto the wall next to her. “I should be asking you that, the way you were staring at me like I’m your next meal.”

Annabeth rolls her eyes. “I was not.”

“You definitely were.”

“Maybe I thought you look stupid in that jacket,” she quips, eyeing the fabric. 

“If you’re in love with me, just say that.”

Annabeth gasps, pulling her hand from her pocket just to shove him lightly. “I am not!”

“Not even a little?”

She chooses not to answer that, but he’s always been good at holding a one-sided conversation.

“Maybe,” he proposes, “I’m the one in love with you.”

The thought makes her heart skip a beat. She laughs. “Are you?”

“Sure am, pretty girl.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Or what?”

“I’ll wipe that smile off your face.”

Percy tilts his head, looking too excited about that. “I wouldn’t be opposed, depending on how you’d do it.”

“With my fist to your face.”

“Sorry, I missed that. Did you say a kiss to your face?”

“Yeah, that’s definitely what I said.”

He shifts his stance, turning towards her and wrapping his arm around her back to pull her close. “Go on then.”

She thinks he’s joking, but he waits a few seconds laughing at her before she realizes he’s not. He genuinely wants her to kiss him with their friends just next door, possibly able to see them through the window.

“I—I am not doing that.”

“Are you going to make me do the work?”

“No!”

“One kiss, please?”

“Why?”

“Because I’m in love with you.”

“We’re not even dating,” she tries, but she’s giggling when his lips trace her jaw, so gentle it almost tickles.

“And whose fault is that?”

“Yours,” she answers, just to make him mad. It doesn’t work, obviously. Instead, he pulls away and grabs her chin to tilt her face up to his.

“What was that?” he breathes, warm air against her lips. “Care to fix your answer?”

She’s going to say no and repeat what she’d said initially, but he’s so close to her now, and she’s feeling a little lightheaded at the prospect of being in love with such a perfect boy, so instead she blinks up at him slowly. “Just kiss me already.”

And he’s never been one for denying her, so he does. No one is around to see it, but it doesn’t get better than this, wrapped in his arms in the cold, surrounded by warm fairy lights and the boy she’s not (but definitely is) in love with.

She likes their secret for now, but one day, they’ll tell people. They have all the time in the world.

Annabeth wants to kiss him again—their little secret—so she does.

[pascaloverx]

To Begin Again

NINE

Summary: You're a new teacher at a large and influential school. It's a risky step for you, as you've been running from your ex for almost two years. But when Dumbledore asks you to take on a class at the renowned Hogwarts, you can't refuse. However, your life as a newly arrived teacher won't be easy. Especially when the other teachers don't seem eager to make friends. Or rather, two teachers in particular: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

Author's Note: Welcome, dear readers. Please leave your comments if you enjoy fanfiction. This fanfic takes place almost in the real world (with the addition of werewolves) and is not a wizarding fanfic. There will be some differences and changes in things from the Harry Potter story or other fanfics in the HP universe, but I promise to do my best writing this fanfic. There will be a love triangle coming in this fanfic. So, dear readers, just as in this fanfic it's meant to imagine Remus Lupin as being Andrew Garfield and Sirius Black as being Ben Barnes, now I present to you the fancast of Severus Snape as being actor Enzo Vogrincic. Imagine him as Snape if you can.

ALERT: This chapter contains violence and death. Read with caution. Readers have been warned. Good reading.

EIGHT TEN

The ball was going well. Like a fairy tale coming true. Until everything turned upside down. But before talking about the tragic end of the night, you need to remember how it all happened. Shortly after your conversation with Sirius, you made sure to pay attention to what your students were doing. Harry was now surprisingly dancing with Hermione while Draco was dancing with Pansy. It seemed like they were having a dance-off. You went to observe closely.

"Your moves are outdated, Potter. It's no wonder you decided not to have a date; you'd easily break the poor girl's foot if she accepted to dance with you," Malfoy says pompously, managing to bump into Potter while dancing with Pansy. Up close, you feel sorry for the girls, as they must certainly be dizzy from all the spinning on the dance floor while Draco and Harry seem distracted by each other.

"Says the guy who's probably breaking his best friend's toes while trying to lead her. If you needed me so badly to be able to dance, you should have just asked. I'd lead you," Potter retorts, feeling a certain pride in his comeback. Draco then lets go of Pansy, making a move to go after Harry immediately. The first punch Draco throws at Harry ends up hitting Hermione. You immediately try to get close to your students, but it is almost ineffective. Several students form almost a wall to watch the Draco and Harry fight. Ron suddenly appears, hitting Draco hard enough for the boy to fall to the ground. Hermione says several times that she's fine and that Ron should stop. Harry, oddly enough, helps Malfoy up from the floor. When Ron prepares to attack Malfoy again, Harry holds him back.

"You can't be defending this asshole. He attacked Hermione." Ron screams as Harry holds him as tightly as he can.

"I'm not defending him. I'm stopping you from getting screwed for the whole year. He obviously wanted to hit me. It was an accident. It's not worth it." Harry responds, still holding Ron, who continues struggling to get rid of Harry and go after Malfoy.

"Funny that it seems like you want to be the only one who can attack Malfoy. Is he the exclusive property of the almighty Potter?" Ron asked with so much petulance that he got what he wanted. Harry let go of him almost immediately.

"Take back what you just said. Now." Harry says, taking off his suit and lifting both sleeves. Ron laughs while Malfoy cries because his nose is bleeding. All at the same instant. You try to get to them but the crowd gets in the way. McGonagall will be furious. She trusted you and Sirius to look after them. And at the moment you can't and Sirius has disappeared.

"I can't take back what I said because I only told the truth." Ron practically shouts at Potter who immediately knocks him to the ground. Harry punches Ron which makes him bleed, leaving Harry's hands covered in blood.Ron manages to recover and punch Harry, who appears to be furious.

"The next person to use violence will be expelled. No exceptions." You scream as loud as you can. The students seem to come to their senses, giving you space to pass. Harry and Ron are standing on top of each other. Bruised faces.

"I had nothing to do with what happened, Professor," Hermione says loudly while recovering from her injury.

"Miss Granger, don't worry. Go to the infirmary with Mr. Malfoy. I believe you both need medical attention more urgently. Malfoy, you are in detention for the next month. You may go." You address Hermione and Draco, as they head to the infirmary together. Malfoy mutters things like it being unfair and that he is practically dying of pain.

"Potter and Weasley, please accompany me. The rest of you, return to the party. The ball continues." You say, looking at the two boys and then around you. The other students start dancing and gossiping. You begin to walk and only hear the footsteps of Ron and Harry. The two don't say anything, they just follow you.

"What will our punishment be, Professor Y/L/N?" Harry asks as soon as you reach the exit of the ball. You needed a calmer environment to talk to these two.

"I would like to know, Potter, but I fear that what you did went beyond what any punishment can address. Therefore, I want you to think with me about how things could have gone wrong. For instance, Mr. Weasley could have caused Mr. Malfoy to lose consciousness. He might have had to face justice. Or Mr. Potter could have broken some part of Mr. Weasley. Many things could have been worse than they were. I think detention is the appropriate punishment for you, but I won't lie. McGonagall might believe you all deserve harsher penalties. For now, know that you are in detention until the end of the month. Go to the infirmary in harmony. If I hear about any fights, consider yourselves suspended. Inform Malfoy of this." You speak in your most authoritative tone. The boys seem to understand and don't argue. Something in them shows that they are both upset. They leave, keeping a distance from each other.

A loud howl grabs your attention, followed by the scream of a man. It must be something with Lupin; that's why Sirius isn't here. You can't leave the dance unattended, so as soon as you spot Bellatrix, you head toward her.

"Can you keep an eye on the kids for a moment?" you ask, too nervous to think about what you're doing. Something bad must be happening right now.

"For a kiss, yes. You know favors always come with a price. Mine is to know what your lips taste like," Bellatrix asks, completely uninterested in the ball. You stare at her for a couple of seconds, waiting for her to say something like "I'm just kidding," but she doesn't say anything.

"Deal," you say, pulling her into a kiss. Since you wanted a quick kiss, you needed it to be intense from the start. Bellatrix's lips are cold, but as your mouth explores hers, you feel her fingers wandering over your neck, deepening the kiss. She bites your lip lightly during the kiss, causing your lower lip to bleed slightly. A taste of blood fills your kiss. Fortunately, where the two of you are isn't a crowded area or anything. It would be embarrassing to kiss her like this near the students. You pull away slightly when you realize you should be outside helping Lupin. Without wasting any time, you run. Your high heels are not helping at all, so you take them off to be able to run towards the noise you're hearing.

"Are you seriously protecting a monster?" Severus asks as he points a gun at Sirius.

"The only monster I see here is you. You're chasing after a woman who doesn't love you anymore. You should understand when someone doesn't want you anymore and leave; leave her and everyone here in peace," Sirius retorts, facing Snape's gun. Snape gives a sinister, almost chilling laugh.

"Snape, lower your weapon," is what you say as you approach them. Snape looks at you almost as if he wished you were there with them. He was probably eager to have you witness him threatening Sirius.

"Tell your little boyfriend to get out of my way. There's a dangerous animal here. Your little boyfriend is preventing me from doing what's right," Snape says as he unlocks the gun, and you become afraid for Sirius. You approach closer, getting near Snape.

"Don't do this. You're not a murderer," you say, looking worriedly at Snape, who doesn't take his eyes off Sirius. Snape laughs loudly, as if you had told a joke.

"But I can start being one now." He speaks with a shot that is almost deafening. Luckily Snape doesn't have very good aim. The shot hits a tree. But a few seconds later Lupin in wolf form advances towards you all. Snape points the gun in his direction. Black, in turn, gets into a fight with Snape to stop him from shooting. You look at Lupin, knowing that since he is in wolf form, he won't be able to control himself. But you know he wouldn't want to become a killer. If he kills Snape, it will be the end for him. So you take a risk. When Lupin comes to attack Snape, almost jumping on top of Snape, you throw yourself in front. You hear a loud gunshot noise as you feel Lupin bite your arm with all your might.

"Remus, it's me. I know you can hear me. If you hurt me, there's no need to have a guilty conscience. I knew the consequences when I took a risk." You mutter with the intention of just Remus listen to you. Something in the wolf's eyes changes. He lets go of your arm slowly. Then you notice a bullet wound on him. The shot hit him. You watch him lose the gleam in his eyes as he slowly transforms back into a human. Sirius runs towards Lupin as soon as he realizes he's been injured. You wish you could help, but unfortunately, you're slowly losing consciousness as you bleed from Lupin's bite. Your eyes grow heavy as you feel your life ending. What a way to die. Bitten by a werewolf. A werewolf you've already kissed.

"It's not today that you're going to die." Snape says as he pulls you close and lifts you up. You are officially being carried by him. Would it be a happy ending amidst the chaos? Of course not.

You feel something inside you change, instantly. An animal moment. You don't see anything anymore. Everything is darkness. As if you lost consciousness for good, but was still awake. When you wake up, your body is completely bloodied. Cheers, you survived. But for some reason you're naked, with the taste of blood in your mouth and a seemingly dead Severus Snape on the floor next to you. You recognize this type of situation from what you went through with Lupin, who by the way is not around. Not even Sirius is around . Maybe it's good that no one worried about you. Because apparently, you killed your ex-boyfriend and turned into a wolf.

[lemonxdaisybby]

Hiking with the Ichigang

Honestly, I have no idea what this is lmao they are extremely dumb.

Not the type of headcanons I planned on writing, but the idea randomly came to me, and they were fun to make. ✨

Ichiban Kasuga:

Ichi is probably the one who suggested a little hiking day trip to be honest. Most likely got the idea whilst skimming through the magazine rack at the convenience store, and spotted some article/ad about hiking and nature and what a great experience it is.

Immediately thought it would be a fun bonding session to have with the gang, but he is wrong.

Organised the outing, but is somehow the least prepared.

Probably made a dumb footwear choice, like flip flops or sandals. Ends up with sore feet very early on, and stubs his toes on stones constantly.

Also did not bring enough water, and has to scrounge off the others.

Also brought no food/snacks. Luckily Zhao made an entire feast for the trip.

To be honest, once he’s there he just has no idea what he’s doing or where the gang should go. He’s having a great time regardless though, and is ultra enthusiastic as always. He’s just happy to be with his besties.

No thoughts, just vibes.

Yu Nanba:

He is absolutely exhausted after about 30 minutes of walking. Let this man nap.

Just wants to sit down and chill. Maybe even watch the different birds and critters go by.

He can appreciate nature, he just doesn’t really appreciate the exercise/walking part.

He would be grumbling and complaining constantly, to be honest. An absolute vibe killer.

Poor guy strikes me as unlucky, and would definitely get stung by a bee or a wasp.

Grumpy.

Adachi Koichi:

Somehow becomes the dad of the group, and has to take control after it becomes apparent that Ichiban the Organiser has no clue where to go, or what to do.

Is actually pretty prepared. Has appropriate hiking footwear, a backpack with the appropriate amount of food and water, and even medical supplies just in case.

Also has a map, but still somehow manages to get the group lost.

Blames them getting lost on the map being wrong, but it’s not the map. It’s him. It’s all him.

Saeko Mukoda:

Honestly, it’s not her vibe, but she enjoys spending time with her friends and wanted to give hiking a fair shot.

Sure she appreciates nature, but she prefers to appreciate it from afar.

Another one who complains that her feet hurt not long after starting the hike, and also did not wear appropriate hiking footwear.

She would enjoy taking pictures of the scenery, and selfies with the gang.

Would make herself a flower crown, and feel like a fairy princess.

The vibe would be ruined when one of the gang points out there’s a huge bug on one of the flowers. She probably ends up chucking the crown on the ground and stomping on it.

Wouldn’t despise the trip and would have some fun, but definitely would not be up for hiking again.

Seonhee:

This queen would probably do just fine on a hike, as long as any bugs stay away.

She’s not entirely sure how she got dragged along on the trip with these buffoons (minus Joon-Gi), but she can definitely appreciate the environment.

A nice change of pace/scenery for her.

Probably wants to ditch the rest of the group, as they’re all annoying her with their constant whining.

Must have rolled her eyes at least 276695290 times during the entire trip.

Saeko takes the prettiest candid shots of Seonhee just looking all regal and like an absolute queen, surrounded by all the pretty trees and flowers.

Joon-Gi Han:

OVER-PREPARED.

It was meant to be a little day trip/hike, and the gang would all be back home way before nightfall.

But Joon-Gi has packed a TENT. He has supplies to make a FIRE. He has CLIMBING EQUIPMENT, and also them stupid ass hiking poles even though it is a completely flat hike.

Has multiple backpacks just full of unneeded things.

The other guys can’t even see him. He’s just a bundle of walking backpacks.

He is just full to the brim of random survival tips.

Improvise. Adapt. Overcome.

He would have to take the map off Adachi, and would get the gang back on the right track. He would also officially ban Adachi from giving them directions ever again.

Tianyou Zhao:

Definitely worked so hard the day before cooking food, and making little snacks and lunchboxes for the gang.

Probably made too much food, let’s be honest.

Would definitely be roasting Joon-Gi for taking the hike so seriously.

Would also roast Adachi for getting them lost.

Like Seonhee, he has no idea how he got roped in to a hiking trip with his favourite losers.

And like Ichi, Zhao is not 100% sure what is going on, but he too is just vibing.

[marvelousmop]

The Mystery of John Burr the Chestnut Man

The Land of Oz is a series with many an obscure characters - most people could probably tell you about Dorothy, the Tin-Man, the Lion, and the Scarecrow, but how many know of Ozma? Or Tik-Tok? What of Professor H.M. Wogglebug T.E.? And that's just scratching the surface, considering there are so many books (around 40 considered "Canonical"), and then beyond that there are characters who pop up in works connected to Oz... and then there's the case of John Burr the Chestnut Man. Who the Hell is he?

Well, first, some context:

In the year 1900, L. Frank Baum published The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, complete with illustrations from W.W. Denslow. Due to their collaborative efforts on the book, it was agreed that both men should have the rights to the characters and various elements within the first book. This arrangement may sound a bit unusual, but really it should be fine as long as Denslow and Baum don't have some sort of falling out.

Guess what happened in 1902 while they were working on the Wizard of Oz Stage Musical?

So, Denslow and Baum went their separate ways, with Baum going on to write "The Marvelous Land of Oz", while Denslow continued illustrating for books such as "The Pearl and the Pumpkin". He also worked on a small book called "Denslow's Scarecrow and the Tin-Man", featuring a short story about the duo getting into some hijinx after deciding they were tired of working endlessly on the Wizard of Oz stage show - I'm sure he wasn't working through anything there.

Around the time Marvelous Land got published, he also worked on a newspaper series called "Queer Visitors from the Marvelous Land of Oz" which served both to promote the sequel and increase the reach of the Oz brand. It's also one of the few remaining artefacts of a time when Baum really wanted Professor Wogglebug to be the mascot of the Oz series, but that's a discussion for another time.

Denslow sees this and thinks "Well, I'll show him! I'll make my own newspaper series!" and so we got Denslow’s Scarecrow and the Tin-Man (yes he used the same name as he did for the book - he also split that book into two halves and published them in the newspaper series, so that’s confusing). Unlike Baum's strip, this series mainly stuck to the events of the 1902 stage musical, so Dorothy never left Oz and is also referred to as Dorothy Gale (a name Baum wouldn't use in prose until Ozma of Oz) or Dotty (her show-exclusive nickname). The first story also makes reference to a Good Witch covering the poppy field with snow, which didn't happen in the book but did happen in the musical. Other than this though, they keep references deliberately vague - no mention is made of King Pastoria II, Cynthia Synch, or Dorothy’s pet cow, Imogene (who replaces Toto in the stage musical - similarly, this series makes no reference to Toto). It’s interesting to see an Oz-related work be influenced by a very popular adaptation other than the MGM movie.

Okay, but who is John Burr the Chestnut Man?

John Burr is introduced in the second story in the Scarecrow and Tin-Man series, and immediately he raises questions. Apparently, he's the Fairy Godfather of the Scarecrow (which possibly links him to the Scarecrow's 1902 musical origin wherein he comes to life because Dorothy wished for a friend, but this isn't made explicit) and possibly the Tin-Man. It's not clear. The Scarecrow and the Tin-Man are joined at the hip for most of this series though, so it hardly matters. In his first appearance, he transports the Scarecrow, Tin-Man, and the Cowardly Lion down to Earth, making him one of the most powerful characters in the series at this point.

Later in the series, he hands the Scarecrow and the Tin-Man "Magic Passes" because nobody will tell these poor guys how money works, so they just keep stealing things (relatedly, the Scarecrow and the Tin-Man book I mentioned earlier where they're performing in the musical mentions that the two just aren't paid for their work... again, I'm sure Denslow wasn't working through anything there)... and that's it. That's all we know of him. He enters the narrative, fulfils this oddly powerful role for someone who isn't even hinted at in anything prior and is then forgotten about entirely.

Also, he sells chestnuts, that's why he's the chestnut man.

[Honestly, the funniest thing about this whole situation to me is that Denslow's Scarecrow and the Tin-Man series is just significantly better than Queer Visitors from the Marvelous Land of Oz - better art and the writing is just very charming - both are probably equally racist though, so be warned if you want to seek these out].

[freyrmichokolatte]

Timmy forgor arc because I'm a fucked up little shit and I want my fave to suffer because that's how I am smh

Timmy canonically puts notes on everything that's important to him because he might throw everything related to Cosmo and Wanda so it shouldn't be any different that he'll put notes on everything related to the rest of the Nicktoons

But what if he also writes everything that happened in a diary and kept it hidden in a box filled with things related to his Godfamily and the Nicktoons?

Timmy already turned 18 and the next day after his birthday, the first thing he saw when he woke up is an empty fish tank still filled with water. Timmy got super confused because why is there a fish tank here? Why does it have water when there's literally no fish inside? Then he saw the sticky note and went oh ok I guest I shouldn't throw it out then.

Throughout the day, he keeps seeing sticky notes with his hand writing on it saying "Don't throw it out me! -Timmy Turner". Timmy doesn't know the purpose of all the things because he only does this when it's actually important so he doesn't understand why there's a sticky note with the same message pinned on his old hat.

When he, Chester, and AJ hangout, they'd sometimes ask him about the things he forgotten and Timmy is just confused. His reaction are just "What?" "Since when did that happen?" "Talking to objects? Did you hit your head or something cause wtf" Chester and AJ had to suffer but didn't dive too deep into it.

That until Chester mentioned Jimmy

Timmy isn't the type to forget people that he's close and actually liked him. So when Timmy said he doesn't know who Jimmy is it caused a havoc. Chester made cards filled with things related to their childhood while AJ interogated the poor brunet's head off just to get answers so he could somehow cure his bestfriend's amnesia.

This went for Gods' know how long it just keeps going.

But hey the Nicktoons fianlly visited hoorayyyy

They didn't encounter Timmy first though, they encountered Chester and AJ. They both felt like their dreaming but soon dragged them into their shared appartment with Timmy because wtf their bestfriend's bestfriends who doesn't even know they're his bestfriends from different universes are here and oh are they glad.

Before the Nicktoons could even say something, AJ and Chester already bombered them with concerns relating to Timmy while the three are all just there sitting on a small couch and saying literally the same things as if they were one person.

Where's Timmy? What happened to his Fairy programs? What do you mean he has amnesia? He doesn't remember us? What the fuck does this mean? Is this related to the Fairy World's rules?

They were all distraught. Spongebob who's no longer in disguise is sobbing. Danny is in denial. He sees him as his kid brother and said kid brother sees him as his big brother there's no way he could've forgotten him right? He denise it, there's no way.

And Jimmy is fucking depressed. After a long time of trying to find a way to go to Timmy's universe, the first thing that was said to him was that Timmy forgot about them.

Jimmy was mad. He wasn't mad at Timmy for getting his memories erased, he was mad that he didn't do anything to prevent it. He was mad at himself. But he knew damn well that there's no way of stopping Da Rules and the rest of the Laws of the Fairy World.

Meanwhile with Timmy, he sneezed as he's currently going back to his old house to get the rest of his old stuff. Then he went to the attic and saw some weird big old box with his name written on it. The box was filled with notebooks, diaries and pictures.

Timmy was utterly bamboozled

He skimmed through some of the pages. Fairies? Ghost brother figure? A talking sponge? And he's hooked? Timmy doesn't even know anymore. Then he took the photos inside the box.

What the fuck.

Why is there a sponge? It's alive? Why is there a floating guy behind him? Who's he brunet with a weird hair style?

And why do these strangers feel so familiar?

The more he dives deep into it, the more his head hurts. Timmy decided to brush it off temporarily and took the box with him. He'll get his stuff next time.

ANYWAY the rest is up to you guys on how you want it to end I'm out of energy to write the rest ksksakjssfhasksf

[therealsidewalk09]

I did a thing :)

Relationship chart lets GOOOOO

Summary of everything belowwwwwww :]

Wally : While Wally is a genuinely nice guy to Danny, Danny doesn’t really understand Wally’s(or Home’s).. Habits, like his intense eye contact and his monotone voice. It freaks Danny out a little. Though, he’ll still hang out with the little goober- although reluctantly. He admires Wally’s artwork- Wally had actually inspired him to tackle some art of his own, through pottery. Though his collection of lop-sided plant potters is quite small, still!

Barnaby : These two get along fairly well, exchanging jokes of their own whenever they cross. They’re both quite the clowns, and Barnaby had gotten Danny to help with some of his pranks before, mostly targeting Frank(Danny apologized afterward though, not wanting to be on his bad side).

Julie : It was Julie who actually found Danny first, wandering through the woods that surrounded Welcome Home. He had gotten a little lost, and accidentally strayed off of the trail he was following beforehand on his journey from the flower fairy village. Luckily, Julie was in the area, chatting up a conversation with some cheery carnations. They quickly became friends, bonding over their love of plants and nature in general, with Julie then introducing him to the rest of the neighborhood. Danny loves Julie’s games and is always willing to play, even if he may not be the best athletically. He’s up for a game of sparkler hockey or bowling ball basketball anytime!

Frank : Danny and Frank’s relationship was kind of one-sided. While Danny obviously didn’t mind being around him- he actually liked Frank’s company a lot, and found his insect facts quite interesting -Frank just asked Danny himself too many questions, mostly about flower fairies and how Danny worked. During the run of Welcome Home it would usually dissolve into a short lesson about certain plants and such, how photosynthesis worked, and the like. Though, Danny valued his personal space, and Frank was pretty invasive at times, poking or prodding at his petals and leaves. Then Danny would have to tell him enough is enough.

Eddie : Danny was Eddie’s best friend, and Eddie the same with Danny. They had quite a lot in common- both loved arts and crafts, and admired theatre(to Sally’s demise). After Eddie’s shifts and any other work that needed to get done for the day, they were often seen hanging out together, either making paper crafts or getting tied up with the other neighbor’s antics. Frank tagged along with them occasionally, most likely to just throw more questions at Danny, but they all had a good time in the end. Danny even helped out with Eddie’s mail deliveries, though the poor guy protested whenever, taking pride in his role as Welcome Home ‘s only mailman. But that’s what friends are for- they help each other out when another’s in a rough spot! The same thing goes for whenever Danny had writer’s block- Eddie would give little suggestions and ideas, helping him get back on track with his story writing.

Poppy : Poppy admired Danny’s willingness to help out, which often enough resulted in him coming over for the morning to help with her baking. Usually he just helped out with the kitchen appliances, such as the oven and mixer, when needed. Whenever he visited Poppy, they would talk a good while about the neighborhood gossip and whatever events were being held, whether it was just a simple game of chess between Home and Frank or one of Sally’s extravagant upcoming plays. And just as she did with anyone else, poor Poppy worried her feathers off whenever Danny left. He would then reassure her that he would be back the following day, and promise to call her later.

Sally : Sally and Danny did not get along one bit. After Danny so dramatically took her “spotlight” away when he started sharing his writing with the other neighbors, she thought of this as a challenge. Like Eddie, she treats him unfairly and often looks down on him, even leaving him out of her play invitations from time to time(Julie always makes sure he gets to see her theatrics, thankfully). Danny didn’t start disliking Sally until she started treating him unfairly- he respected her talents and often looked up to her for inspiration in his own writings, comparing them with his own drafts. Now he has come to almost fear her, sadly. Whenever Sally comes his way, the flower fairy will make up an excuse to whoever he may be talking to and pack his things up, heading staight back to his cottage with tail tucked between his legs. Unfortunately this only fed the firey girl’s ego more.

Howdy : Oftenly it was implied that Danny had some sort of feelings for Howdy, though whether the caterpillar had mutual emotions in return was unknown. They were pretty friendly with each other, exchanging light-hearted jokes over ice-cream, though Danny got the jitterbugs whenever they conversed. His one-sided sentiments towards Howdy were usually used as a punchline in the run of Welcome Home, and were then brushed to the side as the episode continued. However Howdy would occasionally give Danny a discount(small yet generous, for a Pillar!) on his groceries when he visited this shop, feeling bad for how nervous the flower fairy was around him.

Okay WOW- that was a lot

Might do the Joyfuls and go more into depth with Home but I’m gonna go die in a hole right now I’m tired as hell

Hope y'all liked this :]

[rosaline-black]

AAAH LET ME THINK LET ME THINK

can we have eddie beings jealous of reader with steve? Like they're together but he feels insecure 'cause r and steve are really close and they know each other longer, like steve knows her better and eddie feels like a bad bf (BUT HE'S NOT 😩), also more angst with eddie finding out that steve and r had a thing in the past 🤭🤭 (all ends well of course)

I understand if you don't want to write this one, it's a clichê lmao

Love ya!

ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ - ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ ᴍᴜɴꜱᴏɴ

Category: Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: Eddie hating himself. Shameless fluff as always :)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

His hand being on the small of your back shouldn't bother Eddie. You've known Steve a lot longer than you've known him, growing up beside one another. The both of you were each other's first friends in elementary school, first prom date in middle school and even graduated alongside each other. You were family, not in any way romantic. Well, that's at least what Eddie kept repeating in his head.

Steve Harrington was perfect for you in theory. He knew the most about you, your family adored him, and he had that easy-going thing about him chicks seemed to dig. Yet you ended up with Eddie.

He knew you loved him, everything about you told him that you did. Yet Eddie couldn't help but feel guilt with every sweet nothing you whispered. Did he deserve you? The prettiest girl in all of Hawkins ended up with the big bad wolf. It was something of a Grimm fairy tale to the towns folk. The princess being stolen away by the evil thug. Was Steve supposed to be your knight in shining armour? You were the sun and Eddie was the thunderstorm people duck and cover from.

"Dude they're just friends chill... you're clenching that can of beer so hard it's gonna explode..."

Henderson managed to pull Eddie from his self-pitying reverie, finally being present at Mike Wheeler's birthday party. His eyes went back to you and he noticed you had now flitted away from Steve, making your rounds towards Nancy and Jonathan who were perched in the adjacent corner of the Wheeler's living room. His relief was only followed by more guilt.

"I know Henderson..." Eddie spat, the crease in his brow proving he still couldn't throw his mind out of that petty jealous space.

"C'mon Eddie cheer up... why don't you go grab your princess... she just finished up with Nancy..."

Ever the schemer Eddie simply rolled his eyes at Dustin's poor attempt at pulling the two of you together. Before his jealous mind could sulk, Eddie forced himself to his feet making a beeline towards the girl who had turned his life upside down in all the best ways. Not in the creepy alien way.

His large hands splayed along your waist before you could turn around. That resigned sigh of relaxation left your lips and just for a moment, Eddie felt as though he had been the one to grant you safety. He could be your solace.

“Hey, sweetheart... busy being a social butterfly huh?"

You swivelled in his arms so you could catch a glimpse of his sweet face "You know it... Steve told me the funniest story about this guy coming into family video and asking if they sold adult movies... I mean how wild is that?"

Eddie just managed to hide the grimace that crossed his face at the mention of Harrington. He finally catches you alone and that's the first thing you say. He hates how jealous he sounds, but he just can't help it. Suddenly Eddie feels like the beast again, the freak everyone would throw tomatoes at as he remained stuck in the stocks. Meanwhile, the princess gets whisked away by the prince with the unusually high hair and-

"Earth to Eddie? Is anyone in there... you looked far away..."

So caught up in his neverendingly bleak thoughts, Eddie failed to spot you clicking your fingers in front of his face.

"Sorry yeah, I'm just... thinking about the next campaign..."

"Oooo very exciting wanna tell me about it?"

Eddie shakes his head before burying his head in your neck and basking in your scent. Who knew how long he would get to do this until you finally came to your senses?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The next time Eddie felt unnecessarily jealous of Steve Harrington, the three of you and Robin sat in a booth at Bob's diner. Various desserts and portions of fries lay across the table, Eddie's arm was around your shoulder and the conversation was flowing nicely. That was until the topic of milkshakes came up.

"Strawberry milkshake on me sweetheart?"

"Oh she doesn't like strawberry..." Steve mentions it so casually, to anyone else they would think you were a couple. Eddies fist clenches.

"You don't?"

His eyes meet yours and you look up oblivious to the way his heart sinks at this menial information. He was your boyfriend. He should know all the little fine details about you, including what your favourite milkshake flavour is.

"I prefer vanilla... but I'd share a strawberry one with you..." Your eyes practically love hearts as you press a gentle kiss to eddies nose. Both of you ignore Robin's fake puking noises.

As much as your loving eyes are singing to his soul, swaying him to give into your adoration, that inkling of doubt sings even louder. Pulling from you, eddies eyes shoot away "I'll go grab you a vanilla one..."

His voice had never been so quiet. This time you notice.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The third time jealousy overruns Eddies better judgment, the both of you are sprawled out on his sofa. His head is in your lap, and your fingers are nicking all individual curls, unravelling and divining them. You're mainly using the excuse to just touch him since recently he had been pulling away.

You thought maybe you'd been imagining things at the party when he pouted on the car journey home, and when at the diner he shut down after the milkshake debacle. Maybe he was just tired? But you were clearly wrong in your assumptions.

Ever since that day Eddie seemed busier. Always preparing for a hellfire meeting or having some unexpected deal he had to run to, usually resulting in your plans getting postponed. Hell, today you'd practically had to beg to get him to spend an afternoon with you. It was starting to hurt.

It was only when you mentioned Steve while playing with his hair did everything sort of click in your brain. Was he... jealous? He physically recoiled just at the mention of your best friend's name.

"What's that face for?"

Eddie sat himself up turning to you but refusing to meet your eye. That smile he reserved solely for lying spread across his face and he spoke "What face?"

"You looked about ready to puke when I mentioned Steve, is something wrong?"

At this point Eddie had completely removed himself from the sofa, getting to his feet and turning his back to you. You wanted to cry. The both of you allowed silence to steam up the room, neither brave enough to speak. You volunteered.

"Have I done something wrong? Please, Eddie... I can feel you pulling away..."

"I'm not..." he noticed how his voice raised and he turned to you, hating how your brows were scrunched together "I'm not pulling away sweetheart I promise..."

To you, this wasn't a good enough answer. Eddie was an awful liar, his mouth was curved and his eyes were looking at you but not really looking at you.

"You've been avoiding plans for a couple of weeks now... I just want to know what I did so I can fix it..." Your hand grabbed his "Please..."

He hated how you pleaded. He was such a shit boyfriend he made you resort to begging. He always promised himself to treat you incredibly, so stuck in his own self-pitying he failed to do so. You did always say honesty was the most important thing to you, he had to come clean even if it did make him feel like an idiot.

"I... you should be with Steve..."

That didn't come out exactly how he planned. However, giggles tumbling from your lips were not expected. You continued laughing until you must have caught sight of eddies crestfallen expression.

"Wait you're not joking? Eddie, you realise Steve is like my brother right?"

Now he just felt dumb.

"Yes... yes, I know but he knows everything about you... your favourite childhood cartoon... your first kiss... and your stupid favourite milkshake flavour... I... shit I'm an idiot..."

In an instant you were by his side, hands holding his shoulders as you forced eye contact.

"You're not an idiot... don't... don't do that self-hating stuff Eds... look can I tell you something?"

Eddie perked up like a puppy, his forehead coming to rest upon your own. Basking in each other's warm breath. He only nodded weakly in response.

"In middle school, I remember seeing this kid stood on top of one of the swings... some other kid had bet him he couldn't swing stood up... and you know what he did..." Eddie could only smile "He swung stood up while reciting the entirety of evening star by Judas Priest like it was a fucking folk tale..."

Your voice was but a whisper, your fingertips tickling the sides of his neck.

"I knew then... like right then that that boy was the one I wanted to be with... and do ya know who that was?"

"Me..."

"Yes, you..." your lips found each other and his large hands found the base of your hips "Eddie... I've never felt the feelings I have for you... for anyone else ever... so I don't care if Steve knows all this crap about me... I'll spend a lifetime telling you those things... and a lifetime learning the same about you..."

Eddie didn't cry often. In fact, he didn't really cry ever, unless he was super high. But right now, shit, he could have sobbed into your shoulder. He'd never known someone to talk to him like you did, with pure unabashed adoration. And for the first time in his life, he wasn't going to run back into the shade that was the freak status society had plastered all over him. He was going to bask in your sun.

"I'd like that..."