how hard would it be to get eddie to dress up using a tacky werewolf costume consisting of a suit and a mask
A saga to other people controlling what Eddie wears lol
“No.”
“You don’t even know what I was going to say.”
“Fine. What?”
Halley reveals a fuzzy mask and body suit from behind her back. “I need you to wear this.”
“No.”
“Don’t make me get MC in here.”
Eddie scoffs, “do it, see if anything changes.”
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“You have to wear the suit.”
“I actually don’t.”
“Eddie,” you cross your arms, “think of the kids.”
“What kids? Halley and Kade?”
Your eyebrow twitches, “wear the suit, coward.”
Eddie leans across their desk and leers, “no.”
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“Please, Eddie?” Amelie widens her eyes and blinks.
Eddie sighs, “not you too.”
“Just think of of how funny it would be, the irony!”
“I don’t believe in irony.”
“I-” Amelie pauses, “now you’re just being stubborn.” She folds the costume, fake hairs raining down from its fur, and places it on the corner of Eddie’s desk. “I won’t force you but we both know how much it would mean to everyone.”
Eddie feels the fabric of the costume, running their fingers over it and biting their lip in consideration. Suddenly, they shake their head and look at Amelie. “Seriously? A guilt trip?”
Amelie sheepishly shrugs and walks out the door.
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“You gotta be kidding,” Eddie leans back in their chair as A takes a seat in the chair across from their desk.
A grins at the costume and then Eddie. “Look, red, we both know what’s gonna happen. So let’s just cut to the chase.”
“And what is it you thinks gonna happen?”
A stands and leans against the corner of the desk, crossing their arms and leaning in close to Eddie. “I think you’re gonna put the costume on.”
“Is that right,” Eddie glares.
A gets closer, only a few inches from Eddie’s face. “It is, wanna know why? ‘Cuz you failed to use that big pretty brain of yours.” A taps the side of Eddie’s head.
“Don’t,” Eddie growls.
Instead, A stands and walks behind Eddie to whisper into their ear. “You failed to think of the possibilities. Wearing a mask that covers your entire face means no one, besides us, will know who you are. You won’t have to talk to anyone because no one will be able to understand you.” They clap their hands onto Eddie’s shoulders, “you’ll be free to judge without judgment.”
Eddie doesn’t reply, simply watching as A walks back out the door and watching as A calls back, “think about it!”
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Later that night a large fuzzy figure walks about the party, waving to their friends but never speaking. A scratchy head with marble eyeballs and a long furry suit with a white zipper that sticks out plainly. Guests laugh and clap at the ironic outfit and the werewolf bows graciously. As the crowd gets lost on the festivities, the werewolf makes its exit. Through the rain and the wind, the wolf walks on its two legs to the adjacent building, walking down the carpeted hallway and stopping in front of a pale blue painted door. Three soft knocks and the door opens.
The wolf takes off its mask as it waits. The door opens and Eddie stands there, smiling. Kade runs his hand through his hair, loosening the sweat soaked curls and smiles back.
“Thanks, Kade,” Eddie hands him an envelope of cash.
“Anytime, boss,” Kade opens the envelope and his eyes widen. “Anytime.”
How do RO/s react if they are angry (mad, mad, mad) with the MC, but instead they take MC face in their hands and kiss deeply, MC freezes and says "I thought you hated me"? Apologize for the errors!
Alright, let’s try and get writing again. The only way for them to get that angry and then kiss the MC would be if the MC did something insanely stupid/dangerous.
Eddie: Their eyes glisten as they pull away, your own are wide, in shock, “I thought you hated me.” They look between both eyes, still holding your face, “I just want you to be safe- no” their grip tightens and voice raises just the slightest, “I need you to be safe because I can’t-“ they take a stuttering breath and look away, hands falling down. “You have to be safe.”
Arlo/Aida: The kiss starts as clumsy, desperate, they hold your face but it’s not enough. They pull you closer by the back of your neck, hem of your clothes. Anything, anything to keep you close. When you finally part, jaw sore, they still hold you by the waist. A confused breath leaves your lips and you watch as they frown. “A, I thought you hated me,” you say. They lean their forehead against yours and whisper, “I could never, ever, hate you.”
Amelie: It’s gentle, hesitant, but soon enough your lips melt together. She pulls away, wiping her thumb across your bottom lip but her other hand still rests against your cheek. You bring your hand to rest over hers, moving your lips to kiss her hand. She shakes her head, but the anger from earlier has melted into something different. “For a second, I thought you hated me.” You say. She frowns and stares at you, long enough that you stand a little straighter but she finally answers, “you’re an idiot.”
hehe~ that previous ask got me thinking, how would ros react if the prize for winning would be a kiss? Now is mc joking or not? Would that motivate some to spar? (looking at u A...) What if ro won, would they claim their prize? What if mc won, would they let them take it? 👀
Love this! This is in regards to this ask.
Here's what would happen...
Pre-relationship
Amelie:
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." Amelie's eyes widen, her grip on her knife tightens. "No- that's not-" You stick a finger up and she stops stuttering. "But if I win..." You take a few steps closer, "then I get a kiss." She looks at you, stunned to silence. Then her gaze flickers to your lips, your smile, and she breaths out. "I- uh- oh!" She pulls out her phone, "would you look at that, I have to go! Bye!" And she speeds off, leaving you with a satisfied grin.
Eddie:
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." Eddie grimaces, but you keep going. "But if I win..." You take a few steps closer, "then I get a kiss." Eddie places their hand on your chest and stops you. "No. Here's what will happen. When I win-" They smile crookedly, "you will never suggest that again."
ex-friend Arlo/Aida:
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." A stares at you, confused. "But if I win..." You take a few steps closer, "then I get a kiss." They stare at your lips for a few seconds before speaking. "I-" They hesitate, almost unable to look away. But they do. "I don't think that's a good idea."
ex-lover Arlo/Aida:
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." A stares back at you, quirking their eyebrow. "But if I win..." You take a few steps closer, "then I get a kiss." They stare at your lips for a few seconds before looking back to your eyes. "Intriguing idea. Though we may have to go a few rounds," then they smirk. "Just to really gauge who's stronger."
In a relationship
Amelie
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." Amelie's face breaks from its serious facade. "But if I win..." You take a few steps closer, "then I get a kiss." You feel something sharp press against your chest. Her knife. And her smile is just as sharp. "I agree to your terms, $name, but you better be ready to deliver."
Eddie
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." Eddie quirks their eyebrow. "But if I win..." You take a few steps closer, "then I get a kiss." They chuckle, placing their fingers under your chin. "Alright, fair is fair." They lean in, nose brushing your own. "May the best win."
Arlo/Aida
"How about we make things interesting," you wear a small, curious smile on your face. "If you win, you get a kiss." A bites their lip, "Mm, I like the sound of that," they take a step closer. "But if I win..." You close the gap, tracing their bottom lip with your thumb, "then I get a kiss." They stare at your lips, mesmerized. "Or we could skip this whole facade," they suggest, looping their arms around you. You shake your head, breaking away from them. "Nope, I want you to work for it." They pout and sigh. "Fine, but I get more than one if I win."
Forgot asking ros to shop with them, how would the ros react to an mc who just straight up steal their clothes saying they don't have anything else to wear
In relationship stage! (Saw the other ask;))
Down below:
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The countertop is cool as your elbows slide forward. Eddie is halfway done with their breakfast by the time you arrive. You couldn’t figure out how they get the corners of their blankets so tight to the mattress, but they can fix it later. They get up and retrieve a small pack of blood from the fridge and stop to look at you. “Is that my shirt?” They step closer and grab the white sleeve and give it a sniff. “It is my shirt.” They place the blood in front of you as a slow smile grows on your face, "I didn't have anything else to wear." They frown, “don’t stain it,” and sit down again. As soon as they sit down they turn to you once more, their eyes raking up and down your body. It’s subtle, but you see them nod in appreciation and then continue to eat their breakfast.
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A runs their hand through their wet hair, shaking it to get the water out. You step in, black button up not buttoned but held closed by your arms. They don’t stop what they're doing at first, briefly adjusting the towel that’s tightened over their body. But their eyes double take in the mirror and they step closer to you. “Is this… mine?” A runs their fingers up the sleeve, feeling the material. “It seems it is.” They step even closer, running their finger tips from your shoulder to your chest, fiddling with the unclasped buttons. "I didn't have anything else to wear," you state. Their face is soft and they smile, "I don't mind at all," then that face morphs into a stifled grin. “You know this shirt hasn’t been washed in like a week, right?”
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She smells like roses, her face buried in your neck and yours buried in hers. Amelie’s hands hold tightly to the hoodie you wear. She pulls away, mouth opening to speak but then it shuts. Her hands dance around your back, patting the fabric. “Hey, this is mine.” Then she pulls her arms away from you, looking at you fully. "I didn't have anything else to wear," you cheekily smile at her. Her eyebrows raise, “you look better in it than me,” she waves her hand indicating you to spin. “I like this,” she steps close to you, running her hands down the sleeves. Then she tugs them forward, and forward. You stand close but she fidgets in place only for you to realize that she’s tied the sleeves together. She winks, “now you can never take it off.”
idk if this has been asked, but how do the ROs react if the MC usually gives them a kiss every morning but just forgot to do it one morning? when they’re in an established relationship ofc
Arlo/Aida would notice right away. MC wouldn’t be able to make it out the door without them appearing in front of them, lazily smiling at MC and gazing at their lips. They’d say something like “I think you forgot something, sweet thing.” And pull the MC forward by their clothes.
Amelie would have a delayed reaction. MC probably walking out the door before she’s like “wait!” Does a little jog to catch up before doing a small hop and throwing her arms around the MC. She’d tap her nose onto theirs and remind them “don’t forget to kiss me.”
Eddie would only notice because it’s become a habit. But they wouldn’t think much of it, going on with their day as normal. The next time they saw MC, and if they were alone, they’d pull the MC in for a deep kiss to make up for it.
How would Eddie feel about an mc who like “just let me take care of you” because it seems like they’re the one holding everything together and protecting everyone else?
There’s reasons for that :)
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“Just let me take care of you.”
Your whisper is carried to their ears, the plea carries through the closed door. Eddie can hear when your forehead hits the door. Though they don’t open it. They hear the breath of resignation as you walk away. They listen until they can no longer hear you.
They have a headache now. The argument was unintentional, they had it handled. But you kept pressing. Pressing and pressing until it gave. And they didn’t mean to, they didn’t want to show you what spilled out, what was underneath. The broken pieces. What they sweep under the rug and what they ignore by diverting their attention to others.
They know your intentions are good. That you care. It moves them. But they want to help. They need to help, to busy themself, to distract themself. To take care of others in the ways that they couldn’t help-