Sirius *having A Crisis*: Well How Did You Know?!

how do i explain to my parents and relatives that the reason i put effort into my studies and my exams is not to have a bright future and a nice job but because i can't possibly fail remus lupin

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trans people i love you so much we are all holding hands

Fictober Day 8

No prompt. Just an idea. Credits to @buckyalpine for the inspiration behind this.

Angst, Stucky-ish, hurt no comfort.

Bucky sits down in front of the engraved stone, fingers running over the letters as tears prick his eyes.

“I didn't know they could remove it, Steve. I-I was just tryna calm everyone done. Didn't needa be a situation. S-She did somethin’…”

He trails off, sobbing softly, forehead against Steve's gravestone, his heart aching.

“She took if off, Stevie. Didn't know they could do that. I-I though she trusted me, I thought they all trusted me. B-But they still… they still treated me like I was him. I'm not a monster, Steve.”

His chest aches, throat tight, fist clenched as tears pour down his face.

“I need you, Steve. Why'd you have to go off and get the girl? I thought… I thought you loved me. You said you loved me. Til the end of the line.”

His voice cracks and wavers.

“I guess that was the end of the line, me coming back. Steve, I'm not a monster. I was gettin’ better. I was gonna be okay, for you! Why didn't you gimme that chance?”

Bucky rambles on and on, tears pouring, sobs falling from his lips, his forehead pressed against the gravestone, heart aching.

When his tears finally dry, he stands, wiping his face.

“Love you, Steve.” He chokes out before walking away, hands shoved in his pockets.

Passerby always wondered who was leaving the expensive bouquets of flowers on Steve's grave. Afterall, no one spends that much money on a hero they never met. But after that day, the word spread and the speculation stopped. Bucky Barnes was Steve Rogers secret lover, the lover that stayed, even after death, leaving flowers on his grave.

James : I’m quick at math. Sirius: Ok, what’s 38 times 76? James : 24. Sirius: That wasn’t even close. James : But it was quick.

Fictober Day 9

“You need to pay better attention.”

Stranger things, Steddie, friends AND lovers, Steve tutors Eddie (unsuccessfully), soft!Eddie

Prompt thanks to this blog

“You need to pay better attention, Eds.” Steve sighs as Eddie hands him his report card with a frown, the paper crumpled from being at the bottom of the bag.

“But look! I got a C in english!” He exclaims, trying desperately to distract him from the F's in math and science.

Steve shakes his head with a fond smile, pulling Eddie down to sit next to him as he looks over the grades.

“I swear I thought we went over this stuff, babe. What did you struggle with?”

Eddie shrugs, leaning into Steve's side, pressing his face in his shoulder. “I dunno. Its just hard.”

Steve frowns, glancing over at him when he notices Eddie's withdrawing tone. “Lets drop this for now, okay?”

Eddie nods, standing as he pulls Steve up and towards his room, discarding his boots as soon as they're through the door. Steve follows promptly and lets Eddie pull him to lay on the bed.

Steve's face is in Eddie's hair, the boys face shoved into his chest. He smiles softly, pulling him closer, running his hand soothingly over his back.

“How'd your day go, baby?” Steve asks, pressing gentle kisses to the top of Eddie's head.

“Alright, I guess. D&D had to be canceled, though.” Eddie scoffs, tightening his grip around Steve's waist. “Some stomach bug is going around.”

“Aw I'm sorry, Eds. But it can always be rescheduled once everyone's feeling better, okay?”

Eddie nods, pressing a kiss to Steve's cheek.

“I know. How bout you? How was your day, Stevie?” Eddie asks, his voice slowly turning into a mumble.

Steve smiles and begins on how his day went, rambling on and on. But after a bit, he notices that Eddie went unnaturally quiet. He smiles softly when he realizes that the boy was fast asleep.

He moves him to lay back, unbuckling his belt and putting it to the side, along with his various rings and necklaces. He covers him up and presses a kiss to his forehead before getting up and rummaging through Eddie's drawers for clothes he could change into.

Once he finds something, he lays down next to Eddie, pulling him into his arms, smiling softly as he falls asleep.

“I'm proud of you, Eddie.” He mumbles, dozing off.