#oops angst

[its-not-jazz-hands]

Posting my old teen wolf TikTok’s to get in the mood

[skyward-floored]

Ghost?

Wild took a breath, and Sky and Wind screamed, scrambling back from him with twin looks of shock on their faces.

"Wild you-- YOU DIED?! YOU WERE DEAD!" Wind nearly screamed, and Wild blinked several times before shakily sitting up, wiping some blood off his chin.

"'S like you guys've never seen someone be revived by a ghost Zora princess before," Wild said with a shaky grin, his trembling voice at odds with the teasing tone he took, and Sky and Wind both lunged back at him in order to bundle him in a hug.

[steddiealltheway]

After a steady amount of failed dates, Steve finally breaks down. He can’t stop the thoughts that maybe he’s broken and unlovable.

He takes a six pack from his fridge and downs the first beer on his way to the backyard. He sets the five remaining drinks by the pool and immediately gets in - not bothering to strip off his clothes. He floats in the center, closing his eyes, trying to not think about Barb or Lover’s Lake or the fact that apparently he’s a bullshit boyfriend and always will be.

A short while later, Steve has downed four of the six pack and lays at the bottom of the pool, staring up at the surface. The water muffles the sound of a car pulling up in his driveway, but he hears it nonetheless. He prays that it isn’t his family.

He sees something move by the surface of the pool, and then the still surface breaks. He sees Eddie of all people diving in beside him, panic clear in his eyes until he sees Steve’s moving. He still grabs onto Steve and pulls him to the surface.

Eddie gasps for air and possibly in fear, pulling Steve into his arms. “I thought you were a fucking goner, man. What the fuck are you doing?”

Steve clutches onto Eddie hard and replies, “I was clearing my head.”

Steve can feel Eddie shake his head as he paddles them towards the edge of the pool. “In your jeans?” Eddie questions but Steve doesn’t reply. He pulls himself out of the pool and lays on the concrete reaching out for another beer he knows lays nearby.

His hand is smacked out of the way, then Eddie sits next to him. “What’s going on, Steve?”

Steve looks Eddie in the eyes and instead asks, “Why are you here?”

“Well, we had Hellfire tonight and-”

“Dustin!” Steve sits up and gasps.

Eddie instantly grabs Steve by the shoulders. “Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay. I gave him a ride home. Told him I would check on you.”

Steve nods. He isn’t even a good babysitter anymore. It’s stupid, but the thought pushes him over the edge. Eddie’s pulling him into his side in no time, letting Steve bury his head into his neck and wet hair. Maybe he won’t notice the tears added into the mix of pool water.

Eddie runs a hand through his hair, and pulls him in closer. “Let’s get you inside before you get hyperthermia and Dustin never forgives me.”

Steve didn’t even realize he was shaking. He guides Eddie into his house, not making eye contact with him. He hears the chatter of teeth behind him though and slowly turns, taking in the sight of Eddie with his nose red and lips blue. He’s almost forgotten that he had jumped in after him.

Steve rushes upstairs into his bathroom and turns on the water for the tub. He yanks a towel out of the closet and goes to hand it to Eddie. Instead, Eddie reaches into the closet and grabs three towels saying, “Don’t worry about me right now. Let me take care of you.”

Steve melts at the words, but he immediately wants to protest. This isn’t him. That isn’t his role. He wants to say something, but Eddie beats him to it and demands, “Take off the wet clothes.”

Steve’s eyes widen and his heart races. Eddie must notice this because he rushes to say, “Except your underwear! I’m… I’m going to as well. If that’s okay with you. Can’t exactly take a bath and avoid hypothermia with wet clothes on.”

Steve just nods because it makes sense and he’s too tired to think. He sluggishly tugs off his shirt but struggles to undo the button on his pants with shaking hands. He finds Eddie’s hands hovering above his. “May I?” Eddie asks.

Steve whispers, “Yes.”

Eddie easily pops the button off and pulls down the zipper sliding the jeans down. Steve swallows thickly. Eddie helps to remove his wet socks as well and throws the clothes into a pile. “Get in the tub please.”

Steve doesn’t protest. He climbs in noticing that Eddie must’ve turned off the water at some point. How long did it take for him to take off his sweater? He almost asks but then Eddie is shucking off his clothes ungracefully, and Steve loses all track of his thoughts.

He makes his way to the tub, awkwardly crossing his arms slightly shivering. Steve can’t decide if he’s trying to cover up, warm himself up, or both. Probably both.

Steve stands up and gestures for Eddie to climb in. He does with his eyebrows raised in confusion. “You sit first,” Steve mumbles, hoping Eddie doesn’t refuse or question him.

He doesn’t. Steve looks down at Eddie and settles between his legs, pressing his back against his cool bare chest. Eddie doesn’t tense up like he expects him to. Instead, he reaches out and grabs the shampoo off the ledge. Steve hears the telltale squirt of the shampoo bottle and feels Eddie massage his scalp.

He relaxes into the touch and closes his eyes. “What were you thinking about earlier?” Eddie prompts.

Steve’s too tired to fight the question. “I’m unloveable.” It’s simple. It’s fact.

Eddie’s hands pause for a few moments and then resume their motion. “And why do you think that?”

Steve sighs. “The only real girlfriend I had was Nancy, and according to her I’m just bullshit and that was all bullshit. And I can’t, for the life of me, find another girl on all these dates that I can actually connect with. And the one time I do it turns out… she’s not even interested in me. And never will be.” His head starts swimming simultaneously drowning with all his thoughts. “Plus, all these fucking kids don’t need me now that the world is saved for good. Maybe every once in a while for a ride, but I don’t know. But I can’t even remember to pick up Dustin. Robin has Nancy and doesn’t ever talk unless we’re working. So. Maybe… Maybe Vecna should’ve chosen me or something.”

Eddie’s heart thuds against Steve’s back and he can hear his breathing speed up after the admission. His soapy hands drop from Steve’s hair to his waist, thumbs making little circles near the scars from the bat bites. Eddie hesitates before dropping a quick, hard kiss on Steve’s temple. “You, Steve Harrington, are anything but unlovable.”

A tear falls slowly down Steve’s face and at first he thinks it’s Eddie’s, but as one falls on the other side, he realizes it’s his own.

“You are the most metal person I’ve ever met. With apparently the softest fucking hair.” Steve laughs at that and relishes in the feeling. Eddie continues, “And all the kids adore you. Need I remind you that Dustin worships you? Still does. In fact, tonight he spent half an hour going on about you because Will and Lucas were there to supply more things about the great Steve Harrington. And… I may have also joined in for a while.”

Steve tilts his chin up to look at Eddie, convinced that he’s joking with him, but the usual telltale smile is gone, replaced with sincere, watery eyes. Eddie stares down at him and adds on, “And Nancy adores you. Even though you and her didn’t work out, she would still die for you and nearly did. Robin is just caught up in a new relationship and will eventually come down from that high. She loves you every bit as much as she loves Nancy just not… romantically. And those failed dates well…” Eddie trails off dramatically before finishing, “Maybe you’re looking in the wrong area.”

Steve shoots him a confused look and asks, “Somewhere not in Hawkins?”

Eddie’s expression is incomprehensible. He takes a deep breath and says, “All I’m saying is, I find you pretty damn lovable.”

Steve stares at Eddie for a few minutes, letting the words sink in. Something has shifted between them, and Steve can’t understand what it is. Then, Eddie’s eyes flicker down to his lips.

Oh.

Oh.

Steve stares at Eddie and asks, “Are you saying that maybe the solution to those failed dates is right in front of me?”

Eddie freezes for a moment and replies, “Well, I would say right behind you, but depends on how figuratively or literally you’re asking.”

It’s such an Eddie thing to say, and it’s exactly what Steve needs right now. Laughter begins bubbling out of him, and he hopes Eddie doesn’t take it unkindly. But it’s so funny to Steve. Eddie was literally right in front of him the whole time.

Eddie the one who saved the world and nearly died doing it. Eddie the one who stayed by his side and went through the same process of recovery from the demobats. Eddie who is the fucking leader of the hellfire club, and still sometimes targeted in the community as a serial killer. Eddie who jumps into freezing pools and cradles Steve in the bath while listening to his darkest thoughts.

Steve laughter dies down immediately as he thinks - Eddie who is right in front of him now looking scared out of his mind, and Eddie who he needs to kiss right now.

Steve’s eyes flicker to his lips and he leans in the small distance that is separating them. He goes slowly, giving Eddie the time to lean in and meet him in the middle.

It takes a moment, but then Eddie is leaning in, too. They kiss gently, and it’s the most comforting kiss Steve has ever had in his life. He deepens it momentarily, hoping it gives Eddie the promise of more to come. As soon as he breaks away, he settles back against Eddie’s chest.

Eddie’s hands come up and continue running the shampoo through his hair while kissing him on the cheek every few moments, listing more and more reasons why Steve is loved.

And Steve feels pretty damn lovable.

[necromanticsoul]

Last Line Written/WIP Wednesday/Whenever

Thank you for the tags @serensama @sorcerousadventurer @tkwritesdumbassassins and @guacamolleee

Eta: well I forgot to tag people.

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Oops angst?

Lucanis felt Neve's hand clutching his own tightly as they approached the Wall of Light.

The Viper turned to glance briefly at them, his eyes echoing their sorrow as he nodded a greeting. The marks the Blight had left on him were fading, now that Elgar’nan was dead.

Even a somber Tarquin stood with the Viper, hand on the other man's shoulder.

"Do you want to do it, or should I?" Neve asked him softly.

Ashur bowed his head. "Please."

Neve nodded and reached out to touch the orb. Light flickered across its surface as it slowly rose to float with the other memorials."

"We won, Rook," Lucanis murmured quietly. "You ended the Blight. I just wish you were here to see the world you saved."

[oh-surprise-its-me]

tw domestic abuse

13 year old Jamie flinching when his dad puts his hand on his shoulder because the force of it makes him bend.

17 year old Jamie having a black eye for two weeks after his dads been around again and insisting he got it during a match and the ref just didn’t see.

19 year old Jamie in a serious relationship for the first time and she drags her nails down his arm hard enough to break skin in a small argument. She smacks his face three days later.

20 year old Jamie who’s just had a wine glass tossed at his head from a girl who thought he was cheating, he wasn’t but that doesn’t seem to matter.

21 year old Jamie who had a secret boyfriend for three months until he gets shoved into a wall for not wanting to be the first out player because ‘Jamie think of both our careers, we would be icons’.

23 year old Jamie who’s had maybe the healthiest relationship of his life with Keeley being at a bar for the first time after they break up, he gets his face slapped by a girl who thinks he was flirting with her boyfriend.

27 year old Jamie in a relationship with Roy and the first time they really argue he throws his hands in front of himself and closes his eyes when Roy gestures.

Roy fully freezes and steps four feet back and asks Jamie to open his eyes. Jamie who honestly didn’t realize his eyes were closed looks shocked. He asks Roy why he’s so far away now.

Roy looks like he’s about to cry, Jamie lunges to him holding his face asking what happened. Roy has to stutter out a ‘you flinched’ and now it’s Jamie’s turn to freeze. No one has ever brought up the flinching before, taken advantage of it? Yeah. Ignored it? Definitely. Asked in a voice that’s about to cry? No, no that’s new.

He insists he’s fine, he knows Roy would never hit him. Roy looks at him like he’s lost his mind and refuses to brush this off. They talk for hours, Jamie tells Roy everything. All the ex’s, everything his father has ever done, ex teammates who slapped backs too hard to be friendly.

Everything.

By the end they are both crying and Jamie has agreed to talk to a therapist. When they go to bed that night Roy is terrified to grab onto Jamie and pull him on top like he normally does. Jamie has no such issues and rolls right on top of Roy, head tucked into Roy’s neck like every night.

[the-ideal-iplier]

So I finished programming all of Google’s Second Date script in!

And lowkey ya’ll I started tearing up wtf-

[hyperfocusedfool]

She did it again. She looks at the man laying in bed with her, fast asleep. Without a concern in the world.

During the moment they were together, she felt beautiful. She felt loved. She felt like she could conquer the world. He whined and trembled under her touch, asked and begged for more. Threw praises to her as if she was a deity.

Anna slips off the bed and the sensation of dread creeps in again as she goes to the guy's bathroom. This is not her. She can see the little girl she was years before, looking at her, confused. Hurt. Scared. Why did they change so much?

Because she can still hear his voice. Because despite being dead and gone for so long, she still hears her father insisting he had no use for her. No use for her weakness. No use for her stupid wishes of normalcy and love.

Because that little girl and her alike... They weren't good enough. Because they would never be good enough. Because no matter what, she will be left without failure. Because she only has herself and her skills to keep herself alive.

It hurts. It burns.

There was only one pair of eyes who looked at her like she was worth it and she has lost them.

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"Alone... And sad... Your love was all I had... I've done, so wrong... To know where I belong... "

- Lost Dreamer, Sianna feat DJ Layla

[naffeclipse]

I've seen a lot of references to how Hunter Y/N will one day die and leave Eclipse aside, but what about the vampire variant? They will live for a long time, at least until someone manages to kill them, lots of heartbreak potential there, on the other hand, what about Vanessa? Will she die knowing that she could never kill the cryptid that stole her friend's body? Maybe Y/N will give them one last visit to calm her down? Could Vanessa get used to that new Y/N after a long time?

Vampire!Y/N stays alive. They and Eclipse get spared that pain in this AU, but, that means for Y/N that they lose everyone they've ever known and loved, including Vanessa. The extra kicker is that Vanessa loathes that her friend has died and risen once more in an undead fashion. Vanessa hunts and hunts and hunts but she doesn't ever get her quarry, to release her friend from this horrid purgatory, and one day, she grows too tired and too old and gives up.

One day, Vanessa receives a quiet visitor late into the night—she never did sleep well, not after everything. The demonic cryptid responsible for it all lurks outside. It's only her and her friend who still has the same young face they had before vampirism took their body and robbed it of its peace. Blood-red eyes look so sad. Vanessa looks back coldly, full of venom even in her old age.

"I couldn't kill you. So you've come to kill me."

"Nessie. No."

"Then leave.'

"I just wanted to—"

"I said get out."

"..."

"..."

"Please... I just wanted to thank you for being my friend before. I miss you. I don't want to miss you more when—"

"When I die and you keep drinking blood?"

"Yes."

"You don't miss me. You're not them. Stop tormenting me, vampire, and go."

They leave. Vanessa, old and wrinkled with all her hair silver upon her head, cries into her hands long after the vampire departs.

She misses her friend, too.