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gay-dorito-dust · 2 years

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Hey can I request Eddie Munson x male reader for #45 and #56 ? <3

Prompts #45 (I think I’m in love with you) and prompt #56 (why are you avoiding me) from this prompt list.

A/n: mentions of teenage pregnancy and one mention of abortion for a random character I made up cuz Hawkins seems like that type of town.

Lately it had seemed that Eddie had been avoiding you. He never sat in the seat you saved for him at lunch; instead favouring in seating himself between the likes of Gareth and Dustin laughing and joking with them as though nothing was wrong. He stopped asking you to come over to hangout at his place and had even stopped offering to drive you back home. Eddie acted as though you didn’t exists and even when he was forced to acknowledge you, he would tuck tail and walks the other way with his hands in his pockets, going so far as to start making up excuses that he had just remembered what he was supposed to be doing.

The worst part was that he only acted this uncharacteristically when you were there. It hurt you to know that he was actively avoiding you for some unknown reason instead of choosing the more mature option to talk it out with you like the grown adults that you were; but you knew Eddie better then that to chalking it down to him being childish in the face of confrontation because you knew Eddie doesn’t exactly express his emotions as freely as others could due to the constant belligerence he faced from his peers for being who he was. The worst fear you felt during all this was the fact that Eddie might’ve caught or overheard suspicions that you might have a crush on him. It wasn’t exactly easy living life as a gay man in a narrow minded town such as Hawkins; word got out faster here then it could’ve in other towns and cities. Everyone knew everyone, so the mere thought that if someone were to have ever found out the truth that the townsfolk weren’t too appreciative of…well you honestly dread to think about what would become of them or more so you in this matter.

You didn’t wish to become the next Lily Smith, a teenager who had became pregnant and was subsequently disowned by her own family before then ran out of town for not wishing to have the child due to financial issues that came as a result of her family’s disownment of her, refrained the poor girl from being able to feed an additional mouth. Yet her name was dragged through the mud as a monster for supposedly murdering something that wasn’t even considered living. So if there was even the slightest of possibilities that Eddie knew of your feelings for him there was no telling who else might’ve came to the same conclusion; For all you knew it could be anyone, including everyone in the Hellfire club.

The closet person you had to tell such a thing to was Robin Buckley after an innocent slip of the tongue that caused you to immediately retract your statement out of sheer panic; pulling out your go to as to avoid further speculation on your sexuality. When she gave you a sympathetic smile and eyes that told you that she knew all too well of your situation before admitting to her own truth of being a lesbian; Steve Harrington was the only person she bravely told of her sexuality, originally expecting a harsh reaction and vulgar words to be thrown her way about how her existence and attraction to women were a sin as you thought she’d react to your attraction to men. Steve, unfortunately, was a rarity amongst Hawkins townsfolk. There was no real safe way of knowing there were others that would react as kindly as him, so you vigilante remained and forced to swallow your pain as you lived behind a unbearable lie just to live.

So as you sat there by yourself, contemplating your next move concerning Eddie, you hadn’t notice that Gareth had sat himself beside you on the stage of the auditorium where the majority of the Hellfire club activities were partaking. “You alright?” He asked, placing a hand on your shoulder, drawing you out of your thoughts. You and Gareth only shared a handful of lessons together yet managed to establish a basic level friendship with the plaid wearing male; on the surface he may suffer from a case of resting bitch face but other then that he was just as intimidating as a chihuahua, though you’d never tell him this to his face as he’d put you in a headlock again like last time. “Am I weird to assume that Eddie has been acting weird lately? More specifically with me?” You asked, looking over at Gareth who looked back at you with the same suspicion.

“Now that you mention it, yeah. Eddie has been acting a little weirder then usual.” Gareth admitted as he thought back to the moments where Eddie visible grew stiff or was it flustered whenever your name was mentioned as though just merely thinking about you was enough to set Eddie off in an uncharacteristic episode. Which in of itself was odd as Gareth assumed that you and Eddie were quite good friends for the most part, sure you had your moments but those came from places of concern for one another for the others well-being. Now it just seemed that as though your name was an addictive kind of poison that Eddie wished he could stop drinking. After hearing your assumptions being confirmed, the fear began to settle in second, the fear that he somehow knew and was now putting distance between you both. Whether it was out of respect or disgust you weren’t quite sure.

“Have I done something wrong?” You asked, this time your voice a lot softer, more afraid then before. Gareth’s face softened to that of sympathy, he didn’t like it when his friends were sad, it made him feel powerless to make a difference in their mood; so he placed a arm over your shoulder, bringing you close into his side so that you were practically flushed against one another. Gareth’s cinnamon, spiced apple and citrus scent and body warmth had you melting into him like a touch starved cat. “No I don’t think you have but I think it’s be best if you confront him about it. Eddie is a stubborn prick when it comes to opening up about his issues but I’m sure you’ll knock some common sense into him.” As you were going to respond back, telling him that it was hopeless to even do that, almost as though you were trying to catch smoke, around the same time Eddie had came into the auditorium.

He stopped in his steps to take in Gareth’s arm over your shoulder, how closely pressed together you were and the relaxed yet defeated look upon your face that quickly became that of shock when you finally notice his presence as though he walked in on something he wasn’t meant to witness. “Eddie? What’re you doing here?” You asked, lifting yourself away from Gareth who watched him like a hawk. Eddie couldn’t bring himself to speak as the stinging feeling of jealously burned beneath his skin, preventing him from making coherent sense of what he was seeing; his mind was already making up something to fill in the gaps of what could’ve happened before he entered the room or what could’ve happened has he not came at all. He knew he had been avoiding you recently but he didn’t think you’d be quite to cosy up to Gareth so quickly. He didn’t want to avoid you but when he started to realise his feelings towards you were edging towards borderline romantic that’s when he had to step back and evaluate the person who stared back at him in the mirror.

You were trapped in his mind like a parasite. Eddie couldn’t get you out of his head, even in his dreams he saw himself lying in your arms as he smiled dreamily at you. He didn’t see this coming, not by a long shot; Eddie didn’t know if you were into guys, fuck he didn’t know he was into guys until you showed up in his life. The reason why he’s staying away from you is because he didn’t want to disgust you with what goes off in his mind when it pertains to you. “Eddie?” Gareth’s voice broke him out of his thoughts, “are you okay man?” Eddie’s eyes shifted between you and Gareth before he runs a hand down his face, sighing defeatedly, seeing no point in staying in the auditorium if it meant constantly hurting himself of seeing you and Gareth so close. “I uh…thought…I thought I left something here but then I remembered that I actually left it in my van and had no need to come here…,” Eddie waved his hand at you two dismissively, “go back to whatever you guys were doing. Sorry to disrupt…I guess.”

“Eddie!” You cried as he left the auditorium, looking back at Gareth who only raised his brows at you as if to say ‘what are you still doing here, go after him’ and with his silent blessing you hurriedly jumped off the stage and ran out of the room after Eddie who was already nearing the exit with his hands buried deeply within his pockets; shoulders slumped and his head hung low. It didn’t help that his long strides made you feel as though you were on a time sensitive mission as you ran after him, mind racing with every possible worst case scenario that you didn’t notice that Eddie slowly stopped walking when he heard fast footfalls coming from behind him and getting closer by the second. “Eddie please wait!” You cried, silently thanking that the building was vacant of human bodies to witness anything that was about to happen for your sake and his.

“Y/n?” He questions as he turned to look at you, having stopped walking entirely, causing you to bump into his being, almost knocking you both to the ground if Eddie hadn’t grasped your arms. You looked into his eyes and the words seem to have died in your throat as you were reminded on how handsome he was up close with his brown puppy dog eyes and the way his hair framed his perfect face and how the fluorescent lighting portrayed him as a soft angelic being. “Eddie.” You panted, trying to regain your breath as the words you’ve always wanted to say came out all at once, “why are you avoiding me? Have I done something wrong? Have I insulted you in anyway because I just don’t understand what’s happening between us.” You brought your hand up to his arms, gripping them tightly as you tried to keep your emotions at bay. “I thought we could tell each other everything…what changed?”

“I think I’m in love with you!” Eddie cried, his heart breaking at the hurt he had indirectly caused for his sudden realisation of his feelings for you. All Eddie wanted to do was protect you from all harm his feelings for you could do but he hadn’t realised that him hiding from you was only hurting you even more then he could ever imagine; he didn’t want to be away from you as long as he had because it hurt him just as much and realise how he needed you in his life to function properly as if you were mandatory for his survival which you might as well be. “What?” You voice came out as a breathy whisper as you silently willed him into saying those words you only ever heard his speak in your wildest fantasies. You craved him to say it again, no you needed him to say those words again so you could be certain that you weren’t dreaming.

“I think I’m in love with you y/n.” Eddie said again, eyes taking in your every reacting so he could prepare himself to pack his shit and move far away from you as possible and nurse his heartbreak elsewhere. “I’m so in love with you that being away from you hurts me, yet the idea of you not knowing how I felt, the idea of you being with Gareth hurts me even more. When I saw you both in there so close and cuddled together I thought I was too late, I felt my heart painfully crush within my chest as the thought of you not being with me like you are in my dreams hurts more then any of the beatings I’ve gotten from those jock fucks in the past. I realised in that moment that I needed you and that what I’ve been doing recently had only caused you as much pain and I’m truly, truly sorry.” You could barely believe what you were hearing right now. Eddie, this entire time, felt the same for you; It almost seemed too good to be true that the only possible way that you could be for certain was for Eddie to, “Kiss me.”

His eyes widened at your request, yet he wasn’t one to deny go and deny you of such as he brought one of his hands to the back of your neck and the other to the middle of your back where he brought you in closer to him all the while he leant forward almost hesitantly, “are you sure, I don’t want to pressure you in anythi-“ before he could get to finish you had already brought your lips to his by grasping the lapels of his jacket between your hands. Eddie felt himself sigh in relief as he held you tighter against him as he closed his eyes and indulged himself on the taste of your lips with the intention of savouring the kiss and every future kiss that would be certain to follow soon after.

#eddie munson x male reader #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you

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v1leblood · 9 months

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do you think amys story in worm is salvageable or would you just remove it?

i would remove it from ward. in worm i think it's unsalvageable but i wouldn't remove it. maybe just get rid of the incest shit, but, ultimately, while extremely problematic, amy's story Is compelling -- that's why people are fucking INSANE about amy dallon, she is a good character. in worm. i think if wildbow hadn't been belligerently insistent about the undersiders all being 1000% heterosexuals except alec who's a disgusting rapey bisexual i mean Hedonist amy would stand out less as a crime against gay people because you would have actual canonical !!! SIGNIFICANT !!! non-homophobic portrayals of gay people in the book, instead of, just, like, parian and lily who get 2 lines and just exist in the background and, uh, legend's gay i guess just don't ask him where he was after he learned about all the case 53 shit

#asks #parahumans

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renardtrickster · 2 months

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Throwing my hat into the predstrogen ban/Exploded With Hammers ring, this might earnestly be more pathetic than anything Elon Musk has done. To be clear, Elon Musk sexually harassed a woman and tried to pay her off with a horse and has been very friendly towards and accommodating of the nazis on his platform, which makes him pound-for-pound morally worse than Matt Mullenweg. But the descriptor of "he's a petty child unaware of how mentally cooked he is" was only an accurate descriptor of him near the beginning. By now, I think he's reached a point where if he banned a trans woman for being mean towards him, he would just avoid talking about it unless he had a gun pointed to his head, and even then he'd be largely flippant or apathetic about the whole ordeal. He more or less knows that he's kind of a malicious dipshit, and acts accordingly.

With Mullenweg, meanwhile, there's something much more insidious about his behavior, or at least it feels more icky to me. Not only did he break the silence when he could have just not said anything and let predstrogen fade into the night, he then tried to paint himself as a reasonable man being victimized because some transgirl furry said "I hope he gets hit by a car with hammers glued to it" or something, premptively deflected any accusations of transphobia with a cynical appeal to the fact that he has gay friends, and then started hitting up random trans women in their DMs to explain himself or garner some support (nevermind how implicitly threatening this is). DERANGED COMPARISON INCOMING, but it reminds me of an observation Slavoj Zizek (schniff) made about a difference between the totalitarianism of Hitler and Stalin, specifically how the former made no attempt to portray himself and his regime as anything but a strongman political movement, while the former would do stuff like have prisoners send him birthday telegrams, or would join the audience in applauding when he was finished with a speech. The fundamental cruelty and level of power between the two was the same, but Stalin made more of an attempt to give a face to his authority, or create an illusion that he and his citizens were both subjects of rationality and hypothetically equal.

On both platforms, twitter and tumblr, nazis run rampant, harassment campaigns against their queer userbase succeed, the flagging system is useless at best and at worst is weaponized towards the end of said harassment campaigns (or flagging sfw selfies of trans women as mature content), and the trans people are scorned despite being the powerhouse of the cell due to all trans people being simultaneously terminally online and chronically funny. The difference is, Elon Musk knows he doesn't like them, takes steps to make it known they are not welcome there, and rarely feels a need to justify himself outside of conspiracy theories of the trans agenda sterilizing autistic children and making his daughter hate him. Matt Mullenweg, meanwhile, lets his abusive dysfunctional system run, causing all the same excesses as twitter, but then makes hollow gestures of him being down to earth, a reasonable man amidst a sea of unreasonable behavior, the guy who owns "the queerest website on the internet" and surely the queerest website wouldn't be consistently alienating to its trans userbase! There is no transphobia in the moderation team, the tagging system is not broken, the moderation system is not broken, there is no sea of bigotry and harassment driving people off the site, there is only a belligerent trans woman making death threats who deserves not only the most harsh and disciplined banning that anybody in the history of the website has seen, but also a visit from the FBI as well. Elon views what happens on X as a feature, not a bug, while Mullenweg denies the presence of any features or bugs. Not on his new PDF.

#oh no renardie is posting #predstrogen #photomatt #me comparing musk directly to hitler was actually entirely necessary thank you very much

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lotrmusical · 2 years

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mina: i'm glad jonathan's well! i'm longing to hear all his news! it must be so nice to travel :)

jonathan, 24 hours previous (unable to shave, sleep schedule in tatters, politely listening to a talk on transylvanian history from a guy who lunged at his throat earlier): i feel like a rat

#MINA'S HERE YAY #dracula daily #dracula #i loved this the juxtaposition of jonathan's rapidly-spiraling experience with a dose of normality and perspective from mina is so good #gay belligerence

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bucksboobs · 4 months

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Hey bucksboobs, you seem to know about one piece, so as someone who's not gonna invest my time into it but has been siren song'd by dracule, can you give a character run down, like the vibes?

Dracule “Hawkeye” Mihawk (note: personal name is Mihawk), the World’s Greatest Swordsman.

Vibes:

Goth: King of the Goths and Terminally addicted to the aesthetic

Loner: He lives alone in an abandoned castle in the ruins of a kingdom that was torn apart by war

Belligerent: Earned most of his titles (Greatest Swordsman, Warlord of the Sea, Marine Hunter) by running around getting into duels with anyone he thought was good enough for him

Sassy: Definition of “acerbic tongue” his most iconic lines are usually him poetically and deadpan eviscerating his opponents or Zoro “*pulls out a butter knife for a duel* I don’t use a cannon to hunt rabbits.” “*after slicing a ship in half* You interrupted my nap”

Wine Mom: never not sipping red wine in his free time

Dilf: became the reluctant father/mentor of Zoro (green haired gay swordsman who is obsessed with one day beating Mihawk) and Perona (Gothic Lolita fashionista with pink hair with ghost themed powers) after they just kind of showed up in his castle and started squatting.

Ennui: he hasn’t had a worthy opponent in years and it’s getting to him (possibly why he decided to train Zoro, he needs someone that can challenge him and his rival Shanks lost his sword arm 10 years ago)

#dracule mihawk #one piece

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raincitygirl76 · 2 months

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I am searching for a Wilmon fic, an AU where Erik and Wille visit a pediatric cancer ward to drop off books and toys and do a photo op. Cue belligerent 16 year old patient Simon demanding to know if the books the princes have brought include any gay erotica. Erik is perplexed, Wille is in love at first sight.

I thought I had it bookmarked at AO3, but it’s not showing up. Does this ring a bell for anyone else?

Only a few more hours until S3 drops!!!

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ingravinoveritas · 11 months

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Isn’t Crowley in season 2 the gayest thing you’ve ever seen?

Extraordinarily gay, Anon. If there was an early warning system for homosexuality like they have for belligerent actions in the military, Crowley would be at DEFCON Fabulous. Allow me to share a few of my favorite gay Crowley moments:

So, for the first two moments, I'm thoroughly amused and delighted by just how much more David has upped the "dramatic bitch" quotient in season 2. We saw in season 1 that Crowley could be very dramatic when the occasion called for it--such as that little pesky thing called the Apocalypse--but what feels different to me now is that this is Crowley's "everyday" dramatic bitch. The part of him he kept hidden in the first season but now feels comfortable showing, specifically and especially to Aziraphale.

It's one of several things that adds to the very "domestic" feeling of season 2, along with Crowley also whipping off his sunglasses the minute he sets foot in the bookshop. He saunters in like there's a red carpet on the floor and waits expectantly for Aziraphale to tell him he's pretty, and even just standing there, Crowley radiates The Gay in epic quantities.

And then there is the third moment. Crowley in Heaven, in that absolutely ludicrous outfit. The gold sigil. The scarf. The headband. He looks like he just got done inventing glory holes and is excessively smug about the blasphemy of it all. The entire outfit literally goes from hideously ugly to incredible just because Crowley is taking the word "extra" to new heights (or depths, as it were).

I also think that the reason Crowley is so much more dramatic and so much gayer in season 2 is because of David. We know that Michael put everything of himself into Aziraphale in the first season and repeatedly said that he didn't know where the line was between the character and himself, but in contrast, I think David was playing Crowley by the book. (Quite literally, as in Crowley the way he was written in the GO novel.)

Now, though, it's plainly obvious that David has put much more of himself into the role, as we've seen him wear that exact headband IRL and the trackslut--sorry, tracksuit--seems to be an homage to the hoodie David was living in throughout the seasons of Staged...and it's also unzipped to the navel, as David was fond of doing in scenes with Michael with nothing on underneath.

So yes, Crowley in season 2 of GO is most certainly the gayest thing I've ever seen, but not just because of the clothes. It's the level of comfort in his skin, the feeling of safety he seems to have with Aziraphale that lets him be who he really is, without fear or worry. It's that he can be a dramatic bitch knowing full well that Aziraphale will call him a dramatic bitch, but still love him anyway. I think we are going to see all sorts of levels to Crowley's gayness this season (with and without Aziraphale), and I'm so excited for it...

#anonymous #reply post #good omens 2 #crowley #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #the gold sigil though #and that scarf #he looks like a gay '80s mod jogger #so wrong that it's right #david tennant knows what's up #no way he doesn't know exactly what he is doing #choices #can't wait to watch #gifs by me #discourse

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jegulily-stuff · 8 months

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Not that he needs to be labeled but what sexuality do you hc Regulus as being? Cos a lot are he's gay. Just wondering xx

#jegulily asks?

ooh I like this question

The simple answer is bisexual with a preference for men. The interesting answer is much longer.

I don't see him self identifying with any labels really. Bisexual is only just becoming a word muggles use when he's growing up and I don't see him even hearing of it at that age, and if he did hear it later on he might use it sort of academically but I don't see him being attached to it as an identity. He's living in the culture of an older time period that isnt having a sexual revolution. Obviously they would have the concept of being gay/queer etc. but that's an umbrella term for a lot of things, I suppose he might half identify with it and half not. It would probably depend on whether it was considered deviant behaviour socially, because I can't see him self describing that way. He'd probably go about his life unlabelled.

Another important cultural thing is that marriage is about socio politics and having children with the right genes, and not about personal preferences. Reg grew up absolutely expecting to marry a woman, and given he's postive towards the rules he was raised under, he would've seen that as a good thing to do, something to aspire to. I can see him idealising that as romantic, and believing that the 'right' thing must also be the thing that'll make him happy, but it's also not optional.

I think everyone thought he was gay when he was younger, like his family and family friends. He's one of those kids that all the adults assume will be queer, but no one really talks about it. (Certainly no one tells him.) It's mainly because he's not very masculine. He's never belligerent or outspoken, he's demure and compliant, he likes spending time with his cousins who are all girls. He probably had some obvious crushes on blokes, like famous quidditch players and so on, that everyone else knew were crushes but he didn't. Again culturally this isnt a huge problem as long as he marries correctly. People tend to write his family as violently homophobic wanting to kick him out for it, but that's not how aristocracy tend to respond to someone being gay, especially when he isnt trying to avoid marriage. They'll just make sure they arrange his marriage properly.

Maybe he realises that everyone thinks he's gay and starts assuming it about himself too. I can see that. I think he's more aware of physical attraction when it comes to men. Eventually he'd have realised he was queer in some way, but I don't think it would surprise him as much as it would other people for him to also end up with a crush on a girl, seeing as he always pictured himself with a wife as a life partner. And his romantic attraction is really about emotional connection (negative or positive) and that's not gendered.

#thanks for the ask #i could go on about this for ages. probably cuz it gets into cultural stuff and i love that #regulus black #jegulily #answered

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user-needs-new-hyperfixation · 7 months

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Rare(ish)-pair Yuumori ideas that I may or may not ever write (but they're like, bottom of my ideas list, so if anyone is inspired by these have at it, I can always do my own versions later lol. Tag me tho, I wanna read stuff!)

(These are for the most part absurdly off-canon and varying degrees of cracky. Roll with it.)

Bond/Albert in which Albert is a virgin and Bond has never had sex post-transition. Bond tops. It's like a very affectionate friends-with-benefits deal where they're learning new things together.

Billy and Louis friendship fic where Louis expects to find Billy annoying because he's kind of boisterous and overly familiar and whatnot, but instead finds himself surprisingly charmed and then they're buddies.

Billy and Bond fic where they bond over being Americans who faked their deaths and changed their identities. They may or may not kiss, idk.

Jack Renfield/Queen Victoria 😂😂😂😂

Mycroft and Miss Hudson have an incredibly tame, mature, and vanilla romance that is absolutely fascinating to everyone around them because they're all crazy people (affectionate). They do gentle missionary for the first time on their wedding night and have a baby precisely forty weeks later and everyone claps.

Mycroft/Moran. Has anyone done this? I literally have no reason for it other than that I was playing around with the character profiles trying to see which people might actually have anything in common based on age etc, and huh. I could find a way to make this work. They never have sex beyond handies because they can't agree on who would top. 🤣

John and Moran fic. Probably just a friend fic. Frankly this should be considered more in general in Holmes adaptations: these two are foils of each other, each the loyal soldier at Holmes' and Moriarty's respective sides. They should be drinking buddies in the Yuumori-verse, but in everything else they should be enemies with belligerent sexual tension.

Mycroft/William set in between A Scandal in the British Empire and The Final Problem, in which they have a lot of technically very good but very miserable sex while pining over each other's brothers and picking apart each other's brains brutally.

William/Billy thing where William after the coma is still working things through and is kind of emotionally distancing himself from Sherlock because he's still not Okay, and Billy is there for him. (Vermissa gets pushed later in this.) They get quite emotionally entangled in bonding over their similarities, but nothing actually comes of it, and Billy is the one to ultimately give William the push he needs to open up to Sherlock. It ends on a bittersweet note with the implication that Billy is more than a little in love with Liam, but knows Sherlock is who he should be with. Sad gays.

Bond/everyone where he's at the center of the most successful polycule in recorded history. 😂

#moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #fic ideas #silliness

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