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ev3rgreenxtrees · 4 months

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could you write a nick x ftm!reader? something like the reader sees a bunch of hate comments about him and nick comforts him? (if not that’s totally ok)

,,My Boy’’

-N.S

Synopsis: You and Nick have been dating for a long time now, and you finally agree to be in one of the boy’s videos. Nick introduces you as his boyfriend, and the viewers find out you are trans. Some don’t respond the best to this, but Nick is there to comfort you.

pairing: bf!nick sturniolo (he/him) X trans ftm!reader (he/him)

warnings: homophobia, transphobia, panic attack, gender dysphoria, body dysphoria, cyber bullying, threats, harassment, homophobic & transphobic slurs (i promise i can say them. id never EVER say a slur i couldnt!!) and i think thats all! please let me know if i missed one <3

requested?: yes!

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—FIRST PERSON POV—

After Nick constantly asking me if I was positive I don’t want to finally be in one of the triplets videos, I reluctantly agree.

I have been dating nick for around eight months, and we have kept our relationship a ‘secret’, for these past eight months, and i finally agreed to be in a video.

Matt got back into the car, shutting the door behind himself. Nick smiled at me, before speaking up.

“Welcome back, everybody! Today, we have a special guest, my boyfriend, y/n!” Nick boasts. I love how he openly called me his boyfriend, but i was worried. were his fans going to find out?

Sure they would, but would they care? probably. I passed well enough to be called a male in public, but whenever people care enough, like the Sturniolos fanbase, they will look for all my socials, and they’ll know.

A million thoughts ran through my head, but they were all cleared out once I heard Nick call my name again.

“Y/n? babe? you okay?” he asked, shaking my shoulder gently.

“hm? oh- yeah. sorry. i zoned out,” i chuckled a little. “could you repeat the question?” i asked, and nick complied.

The rest of the video went by pretty smoothly, since I was occupied with thinking deeply at all the odd questions Nick was asking us, and laughing at the out of pocket jokes from matt and chris.

We recorded for about an hour more, knowing that more than half of the footage would just be cut out in editing. Matt screeched into the camera, before shutting it off, and handing it to Nick, and starting the car.

Matt drove all of us to the triplets house, since I just stayed there often with them anyways. we walked inside, and Nick and I went up to his room to edit the video.

I caught myself giggling at the stupid jokes and the annoying bickering, but I cant lie, we’re pretty funny.

“this video has to be posted today,” Nick sighed, only a little bit into the editing. “I hate it when they wont film until the ‘night’ of. It’s 2:34 AM, and the video needs to be up by 4:30..” Nick sighed.

He looked over at me, noticing i was growing increasingly more tired.

“get some sleep, baby.” Nick smiled, kissing my forehead. I complied, before crawling into his bed, falling asleep there.

I woke up again, and it just so happened to be 5:00 PM, somehow. I always sleep throughout the whole day, so i wasn’t really surprised.

I yawned, before staying in Nick’s bed, allowing myself to wake up. I checked my phone, which normally has none to five notifications, but this time, i had well over a thousand.

My eyebrows furrowed; and i quickly shot up. I scrolled through the notifs, to see comments on my old instagram and tiktok posts,

“Awe! Nick’s boyfriend is so cute!”

|_ “replying to : @— ‘boyfriend? i thought nick was gay. this is disgusting.’”

“That’s gross. She changed her name and claimed to be a boy. Fucking gross. Grow up.”

|_ “replying to : @— ‘HE is a boy. He always has been, he just realized it, and is now brave enough to show it. let him be.’”

“Thats not even a boy💀”

“Nick could’ve done so much better and actually got himself a big strong MAN.”

“shes so ugly wth.”

“Nick needs to realize that he could do so much better than her. he needs to raise his standards because what the fuck.”

“guys, her name is y/d/n, not y/n!”

Each comment broke my heart. Sure, there were a few sweet ones, supporting nick and i, but the horrible degrading ones outweigh those by a long shot.

I felt my eyes start to water as i scrolled through the comments. I didn’t want to see them, but i couldn’t stop looking.

I felt the tears start to roll down my cheeks, as i looked through the comments.

I stopped looking through comments i was tagged in, and began looking through my instagram DM’s. Fuck. These were worse.

“kill yourself you stupid fag.”

“nick doesn’t want you, tranny.”

“kill yourself before i kill you.”

“don’t corrupt nick you disgusting freak.”

“i promise you, nick hates you.”

“why’d he pick you. he could’ve had me😂”

I let out small silent sobs, throwing my phone on the ground. I heard a pair of feet running up the stairs to Nick’s room, before the door flew open.

“shit- what happened? fuck, y/n, whats wrong?” Chris’ eyes widened as he saw the scene in front of him. My phone broken on the floor, and i was sobbing into my knees on Nick’s bed.

I nodded, and chris immediately ran by my side.

“he’s out with Matt- ill call him. im staying here with you until he gets here, okay?” he placed his hand on my back. he quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, calling nick. i didnt understand what he said, because i wasn’t paying attention. i just need nick.

Nick. thats all i want. He’s all i need.

“hey.. please, talk to me.” Chris spoke softly, putting his phone back in his pocket. “what happened, buddy?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing, his hand never leaving my back.

Thats when i realized, i wasn’t wearing my binder. Normally, not wearing my binder at my own house, or even the triplets, doesn’t bother me, but as i read through all those comments, calling me a girl, i couldn’t help but feel disappointed in myself.

I looked down at my chest, and started crying harder. I couldn’t breathe. fuck- i’m having a panic attack.

“n-nick- i- i need n-nick!” i gasped, quickly sitting up.

“hey- hey, it’s okay. Nicks almost here, okay? I need you to take deep breaths, okay?” Chris panicked. I panted, rocking back and fourth on nicks bed.

I knew Chris was trying to help, but i needed Nick.

We heard the door bust open, and nick and matt both ran up the stairs, to me and Chris.

“baby, my baby..” Nick’s eyebrows furrowed, as he rushed to my side. He pulled me into a hug, and looked at chris as he held me. “what happened, chris?” Nick asked, trying to raise his voice, knowing it would make things worse.

“I- i dont know! I heard a bang and crying- so, i ran up here and he was crying! he wouldnt tell me anything, besides he wanted you! i- i didnt know what to do so i called you!” Chris spoke worriedly.

I looked over at matt, his jaw clenched, as he fiddled with his own hands. his eyes glossy. Matt’s dealt with his own panic attacks, and seeing someone he cared about was probably hard for him.

“i- i-m sorry-“ i stuttered out to Matt, who had a worried expression plastered on his face. he didn’t say a word. I cant hurt matt, too.

“huh? baby, what are you sorry for?” nick asked me, pulling back slightly from the hug, to look me in the eyes.

“m-matt-“ i sobbed, and nicks head snapped towards matt, who’s chest was moving rapidly, his eyes wide.

“fuck, chris, get him out of here, please. go sit with him on the couch or something- calm him down. I got y/n,” nick gestured towards matt, and chris immediatly did as he was told.

“shh, baby. i’ve got you. You’re okay.” Nick whispered, pulling me into him. i focused on the heat radiating off of his body, his vanilla scent, and the way his soft hoodie felt on my skin. My sobs slightly subsided, and i could finally think straight again.

“My love.. i love you. so much. do you want to talk about it?” Nick offered, and placed a loving kiss on my forehead, as he brushed my hair out of my face.

“your f-fans.. they called me a girl..” i sniffled, and his gaze sofened, and he looked like he was about to cry.

“you are not a girl. you never have been, and never will be. you’re my boy.” Nick sighed, placing a soft kiss to my lips.

His boy.

I’m his boy.

I WASNT SURE IF THIS WAS A GOOD ENDING OR NOT BUT IDK I THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE.

writing the dms and comments BROKE me.

@bernardenjoyer @lovely-calypso

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #fanfic #christopher sturniolo #fluff #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #angst

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ppnuggie · 7 months

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　　　　　　MINIBOTS(+minimus) x gn reader

　　　　『　tailgate ,, swerve ,, rewind ,, minimus ambus ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> part one

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, many kisses :3

　　— part one of this little series :3 rung will be in the next part ! feel free to reblog or give any comments / feedback ! <3 i enjoy reading them and seeing my work spread !

pedes clanged against the metal floor of the lost light interior . a certain green bot making his way through the labyrinth of the ship with a datapad in his servo . maybe he didnt triple check it enough ,, but something about the report he got from rodimus just irked him . maybe he was too stressed ,, too frustrated with something . and so he left to head for a certain someone .

he knows it would be rude to imprude your sleep ,, as its quiet essential to humans . yet he couldnt feign the empty feeling in his spark from missing you . it was all that occupied his processor through the day ,, even if he did see you as magnus . it wasn't enough though ,, realizing how needy he sounded ,, but you did say it was alright to pop in any time he wanted to no matter what . so maybe it was somewhat acceptable .

he stopped in front of your door ,, punching in the simple code and slipping in the dimly lit room when the door slid open . the first thing he could hear was hushed giggles coming from a corner of your room . it didnt take him long to find the source ,, walking over and seeing the minibots of the lost light all huddled around you with blankets wrapped horribly around them . in tailgate's lap you laid ,, hands on either side of swerve's cheeks as you pressed kisses to his facial plates . minimus shouldve known you wouldnt be sleeping by now . it was foolish of him to think so ,, when he knew deep down these three would keep you up all night with no shame or remorse .

" i want more too !" tailgate whined ,, visor dimming as you return your attention to swerve's derma . " in a moment tailgate ,, you already had some and swerve hasnt yet ." you replied ,, giving the minibot one last smooch and turning back to tailgate . " youre so needy tonight ,, whats up with that ? did something happen today ?" you frowned ,, moving to place a hand on the side of his face . " you could say that . i mean ,, whirl did land me in medbay earlier ." he pouted ,, yet his visor brightened with you kissed his faceplate .

rewind and swerve sat on either side of tailgate ,, blankets in their laps and wrapped around their shoulders as best as you could get them to be . it always surprised you how these mechs slept . it reminded you of prison in a way ,, sleeping on a slab with nothing for comfort . not even a single pillow . it was honestly no wonder most these bots were rude and cranky . you would be too if you had to sleep that way ,, thankfully you didn't though .

green armor caught your eye ,, stopping you midway of pressing a kiss to tailgate's cheek and looking up . minimus stood there ,, arms crossed and a data pad in one servo . " what is the meaning of this ?" he asked ,, squinting his optics at the minibots huddled around you . " um ,, nothing ?" swerve gulped . rewind shrugged before tailgate replied ,," getting kisses . do you want to join in ?" minimus faltered a second . whilst it sounded nice ,, they were disturbing your internal clock and messing with your sleep schedule .

" no . youre all disturbing (y/n) . shoo off and let them sleep ." he grumbled ,, keeping his stance . swerve's awkward smile dropped to a pout ,, all three minibots looking at you . with a sigh ,, you crawled off tailgate's lap and towards minimus . " its alright mins ,, theyre not doing any harm ." you hands wrapped around his digit ,, smile sweetly beaming up at him . " why dont you join us ? and then we can all go to sleep ?" you offered ,, waiting patiently for him to give in . he always does anyways ,, because this isnt the first time it happened .

the bot sighed ,, arms dropping to his side as he slowly started to nod . " alright ,, alright ." he gave in ,, reaching down a bit to pick you up and hold you in his arms . " only for a bit ,, and then youre going straight to bed ." he huffed as he walked over to the rest of the minibots ,, settling down beside rewind and turning his head to the side bashfully when you kiss his derma .

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definitelynotshouting · 1 month

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Hey! Your Hunger AU has me Fucked Up and I was wondering if you have any more specifics on what (potentially) the Life Series might have been like? Plus any particular reactions of the Hermits afterwards (and Grian’s own feelings)? I know this has already been asked but please answer if you have any more/other details, this is the angst point point that my brain is Fixed On

Oh my gods okay first of all thank you so much for the kind words and your even kinder comment on ao3, it genuinely made my day when i saw it, it was so nice 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i took a screenshot and shoved it in the folder where i put all my other nice comments and now it is immortalized Forever ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

SECOND OF ALL this has been sitting in my askbox for way too long because i truly wanted to give like, a really nice thought-out and detailed reply to your question but alas after finishing chap 10 my brain is SOUP so thats,,, not happening anytime soon,,,, auaghh 😭😭😭😭😭 about all i can tell you are the broad strokes that in my head what happened was he sorta snapped mentally, asked people to join a secret game during the world's worst fugue state, fucked with their memory codes so they couldnt remember how or why they were on this unfamiliar server, and fed on their confusion and fear until things spiraled and the game had them truly believing their final deaths were permanent. Lifers' Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Vacation type beat 😭😭😭💀💀💀

As for reactions, i know each time they came back from the games they were VERY freaked out and traumatized, and for a few months afterward they'd feel incredibly paranoid until it tapered off back into normalcy, only for it to eventually happen again. Rinse and repeat

Grian's own feelings were pretty much a mix of horror, guilt, and disgust at himself-- but also a little bit of relief for being able to feed properly for once. Which, ofc, recycled itself right back into the disgust and shame. Mans was not having a good time over here either

Dksnksndke okay thats kinda all ive got for you rn, hopefully i can come back to this soon and give you a FAR more detailed rundown of what happened, how it happened, and how that impacted everything going on in canon, but for rn thats all ive got 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 CHEERS AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVELY COMPLIMENTS!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

#shouting speaks #asks #hunger au #compliments #I TRIED SO HARD YOUR HONOR BUT NOT A LICK OF IT MADE SENSE #ABSOLUTELY ZERO COHERENCY IN THIS HOUSE RN #i'll for sure come back to this at some point bc i wanna write it out but oughhg #not todayy #and i wanted to thank u for the lovely comment u left i didnt want to leave you hanging any longer abt it 🥺🥺🥺🥺#srsly thank u it rlly made my day to see that comment❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️#txt

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adamsfavoritesinner · 1 year

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Even tho there were alot of comments of the last post it was all yes sooo WHY TF NOT LETS GET THE HORNY STARTINNN IM SORRY THIS TOOK LONGER THEN IT WAS SUPPOSED TO I AM STILL IN EXPERIANCED WRITING SMUT-

Oh how u and micah loved teasing each other u liked seeing how he gets flustered at one simple compliment and flirty phrases while he enjoyed how it fills his ego whenever you blush,smirk what have u but this time? Ooh you really wanted to test his limits. That was probably a mistake on your part but i wont blame you it was easy too easy. While u and him were ouy you did the most old trick in the book you put your foot infront of his crotch and oh was that a surprise to micah! He was looking at you then to your foot then back at you his face was red you couldnt help but chuckle at his face expression you casually ordered your food and micah was basically sweating a waterfall asking for a simple meal and some water when the waiter left micah turned to you a blushing mess worried "angel- what if someone sees???" He asked you panicked but you knew this turned him on extremely i mean whats this hard on your feeling? "Dont overreact micah people are watching~" You teased him rubbing your foot against his crotch he is basically a mess when you both got what you ordered after a good while of you teasing the hell out of micah he grabbed your hand after you were finished eating he left the money on the table and walked the both of you to the car now the show really starts.

"wow micah did i really work you up that much?" You teased him again he shoved you into the back seat and getting in himself you were a little worried of being caught since the car was parked near the restaurant but you guys had tinted windows so you'll be fine "you did angel. You really did!" He replied pinning you down taking off your shirt putting his knee in between your legs rubbing against your crotch "agh...fuck well this is what i- FUCK!!" You screamed a little too loud micah bit your neck that would sure leave a mark.. you held on to micah you werent ready for this "what was that angel? You sure did talk a big game while at the restaurant!" Micah got your shirt off fully and started playing with your chest "oh fu- fuck you micah you tease..!" You hated the fact your the only one who is gonna get undressed you were trying to pull off micahs shirt but he used his free hand and pinned both of your hands above you. "Keep your hands to yourself angel~"

YEA IMMA LEAVE IT AT THAT DW DW ILL MAKE A PART TOO ITS CAUSE THIS POST TOOK TOO LONG TO FUCKIN TAKE-

#error143 #micah yujin #micah yujin x reader #micah yujin supermarcy #micah yujin x male reader

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theveryfires · 2 years

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two ghosts | eddie munson x reader

summary: a year has passed by since their fight in the rain, a lot has changed and now they don't recognise each other. but when eddie needs her most, will she return to his side? ;)

a/n: hey lovelies! so here is part two to 'separate ways'. i hope it is okay! this one ended up being 3k on the word count, i just couldnt stop writing! thank you so so much for all the love! i have tagged the people that asked to be in that post! again just a big fat thank you, it means the absolute world that people enjoy my silly little stories. ALSO i just want to add if there is anything i can do to change my work for the better, especially when making the fic available to everyone i am open to any comments and i really want to thank people for pointing out my mistakes.

“Why would I know where Eddie Munson is?” Y/n had replied, trying to keep her voice monotone as panic alarms began to ring.

After their fight the two had fallen into a stubborn war. Neither would admit they missed the other, look their way or even acknowledge the others existence, not wanting to be the idiot that broke first. They were angry, frustrated but more than anything they were desperate for the other to just give in and apologise. But the day never came, both determined to hold out until the bitter end. And so, days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and soon enough a whole year had passed by without either even glancing the others way.

For Eddie it had been torture. He had been convinced she would be the first to cave, and so for the first few days had sat back and waited for her to come crawling back. But as time dragged on, he became less certain in his theory that she was missing him. Gareth and Jeff became subject to hours of Eddie ranting, parading around their bedrooms and basements, turning every conversation into an interrogation as he questioned them on whether they had seen y/n, what she looked like, if she looked healthy, happy, tired, sad. “Dude, why don’t you just ask her yourself?!” Gareth had once sighed, head in his hands after the second hour of Eddie whining cut into band practice. In response he had gotten a whack to the back of his head and a grumbled list of reasons why he wouldn’t be the first to give in. “You’re really gonna throw everything you two had together away over a cheerleader who wont even talk to you in the hallway?” Jeff had butted in, his body tensed and ready for whatever Eddie was going to throw his way. But instead of violence, Eddie for once chose to actually think about what Jeff said. His body feeling a whole lot heavier as the reality of the situation hit him like a truck. “I guess i am …”

For y/n getting over him turned out to be a little easier than she had expected. A few days after the fiasco in the rain, whilst she was rotting away in her bed and listening to Joni Mitchel she had got called into Scoops a day early to cover both Robin and Steve’s shifts. She had started working there that summer, slowly getting closer to Robin and subsequently Steve as they shovelled ice cream for Erica Sinclair approximately five times a day. Before the fallout Eddie used to visit her on shift, laughing the entire time . A goth in a sailors outfit was surely comedy gold. However, not long after showing up for her shift, y/n found herself being dragged through the back lanes of the mall. Some weird guys in matching uniforms had showed up when she was in the back, whacking her around the head before she even had a chance to speak. She had woken up in a grey room, with yet another weirdo soldier smiling menacingly, clearly he enjoyed his job. “Ah, she’s awake. Now then, if you answer correctly this will all be done and you can get back to…to whatever you do. First, who do you work for?” The Russian accent really gave the guy away, and y/n couldnt focus on anything as she tried to figure out what was actually going on. A minute ago she had showed up to work at her shitty minimum wage job, and now she was being interrogated by a Russian in the basement of the mall. Could that week get any shittier? “I work for Scoops? Scoops Ahoy?” By the rolling of the soldiers eyes she figured it was the wrong answer, that was confirmed when a fist connected with her jaw. “Wrong answer girlie, unless you want to end up like your other friends i suggest you tell us the truth.” Y/n’s head had been spinning from the punch, her jaw clicking and making her wince when she tried to talk. “I work for Scoops on week days and then on weekends i work for Mrs.Henderson? I look after her kid, we go fro drives and i take him to the movies sometimes? Is this why Steve and Robin got the day off is this some messed up team bonding thing?”

For two hours they had continued to interrogate her, at the end finally dragging her away into another room where she was reunited with her other two coworkers. They were all in pretty bad shape, Steve’s face was swollen to nearly an unrecognisable level and Robin’s nose was for sure broken. Y/n had been cut across her jaw, the soldier clearly had enough of hearing the same three answers for two hours in a row. Steve and Robin couldn’t believe it when she was brought into their room, not even realising the danger they had put her in after calling in sick so they could attempt to shut down the Russians. Steve had tried to stop the cut on her jaw from bleeding, flying into mum mode despite y/n’s insistence that she was fine. But she couldn’t stop crying once Robin hugged her, everything coming out all at once as she tried to get a grip. “This is still the second shittiest thing to happen to me this week.”

The rest of her summer felt like a blur. Still trying to wrap her head around what had happened at the mall, the fact they had fought a real life monster and then had to go back to reality was more than enough to distract her from Eddie. Nightmares had plagued her, the monster, the kids that she had watched grow up, the fact they had been dealing with this for two years before she got involved. The entire time in the back of her mind she was dying to tell Eddie, but Dustin had talked her out of it, insisting he was better and safer not knowing.

Suddenly she had found herself back in Hawkins High, no lovable metalhead by her side and lost in the hallways as she tried to find her place in it all over again. Eddie was his usual self, back to his ridiculous announcements just to piss off the jocks; occasionally sending a wink Chrissy’s way and having to ignore the pang that went through him when she pretending she didn’t see it. Some days he would catch sight of y/n and hesitate, muscle memory almost making him go over to it as if nothing had changed. Y/N had been held back due to her grades in maths and science, but now she was actually trying to pass, it was likely she might actually do it. They weren’t in each others classes this year, something they would of previously fought against until the mistake was remedied. They walked past each other in the hallway like they didn’t exist, trying not to sneak a glimpse and simultaneously praying that the other was watching them.

Y/n had changed over the year they didn’t talk, when he first caught sight of her by her locker, Eddie hadn’t even recognised his old best friend. She had grown her hair, stripped all the brightly coloured highlights out and gone natural. The thick dramatic eyeliner and black lipstick disappeared too, traded in for barely nothing. A strange addition of a deep scar across her jaw worrying Eddie to the point that it kept him up at night a part of him willing him to just pick up the phone and make sure she was okay. The louder, more stubborn part won. The ripped jeans and band tees seemed to vanish too, suddenly she was in flares with cute white or grey tops, big sweaters that engulfed her and white trainers that she actually took care of. For a while Eddie mourned the loss of his old best friend, the crazy girl that stood out like a sore thumb now just a part of the crowd, she would of fit in with Chrissy’s friends and he doubted he would of even noticed. But secretly, Eddie couldnt ignore how much he liked the new y/n. It would always hurt that part of her he had grown up with, that had felt like a extension of himself was now gone. But what hurt more, what he had a harder time dealing with was the fact she looked so much happier, comfortable even without him.

Of course, it wasn’t long until they had to run into each other. Hawkins is a small town, and there weren’t many places to go that didn’t offer the opportunity for close calls. Eddie had made what was meant to be a quick stop at Family Video when he had been on his way to pick up Chrissy. He couldnt go into her house, or leave his car outside so whenever they had their little sneaky meet ups they usually went back to his trailer. He wanted to rent ‘Return of the Jedi’, determined to make Chrissy love Star Wars, with the deal being he had to endure Pretty in Pink.’ But as he waltzed through the front door, bell dinging above his head, he found he himself frozen to the spot.

She was stood behind the counter, dressed in the slight upgrade Family Video uniform when compared to Scoops. She was sorting through returned videos, a pair of glasses constantly being pushed back up her nose as she read the titles to the one and only Steve ‘the hair’ Harrington. Eddie had known they were friends, or at least knew one another. He had seen Harrington's car on her drive some mornings before school, or in the car park picking y/s and Dustin up. Occasionally the two even collected Dustin after Hellfire, usually laughing about some dumb joke Steve had made about DnD before driving off into the sunset. Obviously that was his own twisted view, fuelled by Henderson's comments of the pair being flirty every now and again. But seeing it up close was different. He watched her, she was chewing watermelon bubblegum and laughing once again at whatever Steve had said. Somethings never changed, she had bought exclusively watermelon bubblegum since they were five. But that was the only thing that Eddie recognised as he stared at the stranger in front of him. The final straw, retching Eddie’s gut as he forced himself to watch was when Harrington pushed a stray curl back behind her ear, pulling a warm smile that previously had belonged to him. Eddie had marched back to his van, forgetting all about the videos as he slammed the door shut, hitting his steering wheel and willing the tears in his eyes away. Why was he even crying, she was the one that had been in love with him, not the other way around. He had Chrissy, she was sweet and kind, she cared about him, so she couldnt love him in public, he wasn’t bothered about that…right? The talent show polaroid was still in his dash, a reality that no longer existed looked down on him, two strangers grinning into the unknown.

That brings us back to now. Y/n’s night in once agains being interrupted by Dustin as he tried his best not to yell down the phone at her. “You two were friends once, do you remember that y/n?!” Time was of the essence, and as always they were already out of it. Dustin didn’t know the details, frankly he didn’t want to. They had both hurt each other, thats all he needed to know. but right now Eddie needed help, and y/n was the only one that would know where he was. “Yeah well, turns out a high pony and a short skirt can take all that away pretty quickly.” Dustin rolled his eyes, sharing the same pained look with Max. He was all too aware they had wasted too much time convincing Steve his new adult male friend wasn’t actually a cold blooded killer just because he listened to Metallica and dressed weird. “Look, this is kind of an Upside Down situation. Eddie could be in some real trouble if we don’t get to him. Can you please put aside your stupid quarrel aside for one minute and HELP ME FIND HIM!” The angry frown that had settled on Y/n’s face quickly fell away at that, practically white knuckling the walkie that Henderson had got her for her birthday at the mention of the Upside Down. Her fingers danced back over the scar on her jaw, a weird tingling sensation coming from it at the mention of the other world that seemed hellbent on destroying her home, her friends, everything. “Have you tried Chrissy’s? She would know better than me, i haven’t talked or even seen Eddie in a year.” Dustin’s next words sent Y/n into panic, already running out the front door with a bad feeling in her chest as they spiralled around her. “Thats what I’ve been trying to tell you, Chrissy’s dead. They found her in Eddie’s trailer.”

Reefer Rick’s boathouse was ominously quite. Ten minutes prior Eddie had been pacing the decks, tears staining his face but none threatening to fall as he tried to get the image of Chrissy out of his head. He was waiting for the torches, the guns, the knives. Preparing himself for the hard of angry hicks to tear him apart, for the hunt for the freak to begin when a set of car lights had caught his attention. And all the while, despite his death now seemingly minutes away all Eddie could do was think of her, of the pain she was, the fear that she must of felt as her bones snapped like they were nothing. He thought of her parents finding out where she was, that she died alone because he ran away. He couldnt deny what he felt in the moment, he deserved whatever was coming for him. But that didn’t stop his from hiding when torches started heading his way, that didn’t stop him from desperately gripping a broken beer bottle and preparing to at least try.

Eddie had felt trapped in red, adrenaline forcing him to fight against whoever had come for him. But a kid screaming his name had made its way through all that fear, pulling him out of the haze and stopping him from jamming the bottle into Steve Harrington’s windpipe. Dustin’s face came into view, his hand on his arm and gently leading him away. He let him sit him down on a box, but wouldn’t quite let go of the weapon in his hand. Still running on survival mode when he caught sight of her. Y/n had been checking on Steve but suddenly that became a secondary issue as a shaking Eddie made his way towards her.

“What is she doing here?” Venom could of dripped from his words as he pointed towards Y/n with the bottle in his hand. She let him walk towards her, let him then push her against a wall. She kept her arms by her sides, well aware that sudden moments weren’t going to help anyone right now as she swallowed her fear. “Nice to see you too.” Y/n’s words were low but he heard them, rolling his eyes and scrutinising her closer whilst the rest of the gang watched with baited breath. “Are you gonna turn me in then? Get back at me for what, breaking your heart?” Eddie didn’t mean any of it, he was angry and right now the only one he felt he could really be angry at was her. Y/n knew, she knew he didn’t mean it by the cracking of his voice, the tears building in his eyes, the fact he let her slowly get the bottle out of his hand, letting it fall to the floor with a dull clatter. “I think you are a lot of things Eddie, but a murderer isn’t one of them.”

“Are you sure you want to stay with him?” It was now coming up to around 1am, the gang had decided to head home with the exception of y/n who had volunteered to stay at the boathouse to keep a eye on Eddie until someone else came to take her place the next day. Steve hadn’t liked the idea, even offering to stay himself despite the fact it was quite possibly his worst plan ever. “I need you to take Dustin home. Besides, despite everything i think he needs a friend right now Stevie.” Eddie watched through a grimy window, listening in on their conversation and hating every minute it. Steve forced a weak smile, knowing she was right and also hating it before saying goodbye and promising to be there first thing the next morning with supplies and a better plan.

“You don’t have to do this yknow, I’m sure i can survive.” Eddie had grumbled as Y/n triple checked the boathouse door. He knew it wouldn’t change her mind, when she was set on something she would see it through, but he wanted to say it out loud, wanted her to believe him. She didn’t of course, hesitating before joining him on the floor and leaning her head against the wall behind them. A sombre silence fell over the pair, a years worth of questions and awkward feelings finally back at the forefront. “Did you really fight Russian soldiers?” Eddie decided to break it first, the quiet only giving him chance to go back over the last 24 hours and he was desperate for anything to take that off of his mind. The smile he drew out from Syd brought some comfort, watching as her fingers skimmed over her jaw. “Dustin and Erica were the ones that got us out of there. We were all on some weird drug so we weren’t exactly much help. Don’t ever piss Henderson off by the way, the kid is a god damn stone cold killer when he wants to be.” Tiny butterflies had begun to flutter in y/n’s stomach again as she pulled a faint laugh from Eddie, the sound reassuring after she winced at her choice of words. But he brushed them off, nudging her foot with his to let her know it was fine, a habit from before. “What did you do to deserve a scar like that?” Eddie had meant it as a joke, or at least partly. But instead all the worry that had built up of not knowing came rushing out, his eyes giving him away as they softly watched her face drop. “Oh yeah. I guess after three kids all saying they worked for Scoops Ahoy they got a little tetchy. Who was i to know Robin and Steve had said the same thing an hour before?”

A odd quiet then seeped into the boathouse, threatening to suffocate whilst they both fought for some kind of conversation. Eddie couldnt help but think about how scared y/n must of been, the fact she had to be tortured by Russians and then fight a giant meat monster from the next realm. They had always told each other everything, it had always been so easy to talk to one another. But now it was different, and she had been through so much without him there to protect her.

So, you and Harrington huh?” Eddie couldn’t think of anything else, all he wanted was for things to go back to the way they were before. For a year he had hated her for loving him, and now he wanted to hate her for moving on. Everything was too much, from their position against the wall he could smell her perfume. It was apple, light and fruity and constantly reminding him that she had changed for the better. Her hair looked soft, with ever flick over the shoulder it sent a waft of strawberry his way, at least she still used the same shampoo. “We aren’t together…i mean we…i guess we’ve had our moments but…i babysit Dustin yknow and him and Steve got close after the last time we had to deal with, this” Y/n was speaking to air, waving her hands around and trying to explain herself. Frustrated that suddenly he cared, annoyed that he still wore the cologne she had got him for his birthday the year before. “But, Steve’s still in love with Nancy. It wouldn’t be right yknow i’d just be…standing in for her. Apparently that’s my type, the hopelessly unavailable.” The words had stumbled out before Y/n could stop them, heat radiating from her face as she slapped her hand to her mouth. Eddie felt caught in headlights. He had been expecting a snide comment, prepared himself for it even. But now all he felt was regret.

The painful silence returned. Y/n shifted in her place, accidentally nudging Eddie’s knee with her own but too distracted with trying figure out how to move on from her mistake to care. Bile was rising in her throat, forcing her to fill the deafening quiet and Eddie could feel it coming, his body tensing as she finally said it. “I’m sorry about Chrissy.” Her voice sounded alien, almost forced as she tried to look at him with anything but a pitying gaze. He wouldn’t meet it, staring at the floor and willing everything back behind an already crumbling barricade, knowing if he did it would all fall apart. “I didn’t…I need you to know that i didn’t fucking do it…i ran yeah i ran away but i…i never would have hurt her.” Eddie’s voice was low, breaking up on every breath as he tried with everything to not cry, not again, not in front of her. But then her hand was in his, soft and manicured instead of bitten and rough and she was squeezing his hand like she had always done before. It set off something within him, a warm feeling blanketing around him, forcing down all his defences as he finally met her gentle stare. “I believe you Eddie.”

taglist ;) :

@bambi-laufeyson @grimmbunniee @girlsvvish @mrs-hotchner @klaine-92 @joekeeryswife @thegirlthatsfalling (just a lil extra thank you to you all so so much for loving 'separate ways)

#eddie munson x chrissy cunningham #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #steve harrington #dustin henderson #angst #fluff #this one got a bit sad lovelies #i hope you all enjoy ;)

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burnyouwithacigarettelighter · 9 months

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Omg I’m so happy you replied!! I definitely have more questions.

1. What Cillian character do you like writing about the most and why?

2. What story from your master list are you most proud of?

3. Do you personally have any fic recommendations/ must reads? Other sites included.

4. What gets you inspired to write? Following that question have you ever abandoned a fic?

5. What do you think made you a better writer? If you have any doubts about your work, how do you get past it enough to continue?

6. Is there a Cillian character that you just don’t like, or aren’t interested in watching/ writing about? (Sorry if that’s a loaded question)

omg thank u so much for this!!! i srsly love interacting w u guys, tysm for the thought provoking questions😄🙌

i think i like writing most about robert fischer:) ik it probably doesnt translate considering ive written most for jonathan crane but robert fischer is just such a little sweetheart to me,,, and can go both ways in being a sassy dom douchebag or being a sobbing daddy issues sub darling LOLLL i just think he has a lot of duality to delve into and develop (which ive definitely not done so far☠️) and it helps that his characterization in inception was also very surface level— i have a lot of wiggle room y’know??

i think im most proud of “dine & dash” which im aware probably no-one has read, but getting chris o’doyle’s sassy little dialogue down was like taming a wild beast,,, otherwise, considering my more well-known work, i rly liked writing “honey, i’m home”. i go crazy for the unhinged readers (if u couldnt alrdy tell lmaooo) and seeing jackson get messed with like that was a real treat.

i seriously just recommend anything by @mypoisonedvine,,, they’re literally genius & are the reason i started writing for cillian:)!! other mentions include kitten fics by @pictureinme and, a personal fave, @floralcyanidee’s jackson rippner mile-high club fic!!! these writers are all incredibly talented and im just blown away at their work every single time🫶

my thirst is such a big motivator for writing LMAO😭i wrote “guinea pig” ‘cus i wanted to absolute wreckkk jonathan crane and have him be a sub, and i got a 6.8k words long fic out of said thirst! music & book quotes motivate me a lot too— i spend sm time digging thru my pinterest for a good quote for the beginning of my fic its actually insane☠️and yes,,, im ashamed to say ive abandoned fics numerous times,,, but thats because they were series’, not oneshots. i get bored of series’ pretty quickly, ‘cause i feel kind of trapped by the initial dynamic or mood set in the first chapter. with oneshots, its like writing one long chapter of this trope and this kink or whatever and then its done, and i dont have to exhaust myself going back to tropes or kinks or storylines ive already done.

i think reading made me a better writer. expanding my vocabulary through the words of others was a biggie; seeing something be described in a certain way in someones story had me thinking of out-of-the-box ways to describe another thing (that doesn’t make much sense but lets pretend it does😭). i have many, many doubts about my work, like constantly, but i usually just suck it up. i sound like an attention whore but seeing the reposts & comments & tags on my other work reminds me people like what i’ve written before and certain people will enjoy what ive written now, so i should just finish my work for them. i also take like 100 years rereading my stuff until i think its good enough lmao,,,

ive kinda watched his whole roster of films (atleast ones i could actually find on the internet and not gone missing as a lost piece of media lmao) and i could probably write for any cillian character given i had a good idea and proper motivation. writing for certain characters is definitely harder for me to do though, so its likely i wont write for them/will take a long time to do so. an example is lenny miller— anna was such an insufferable movie to me, and lenny’s screentime wasn’t long at all, atleast not long enough for me to properly grasp his character. he just felt like a horny hardass fbi goof the whole time i could not take his 5’7 ass seriously😭cillian is smexy as hell in anna tho, so we’ll see😈another would probably be robert capa from sunshine,,, hes beautiful and deliciously musty in that but the whole spaceship setting kinda freaks me out (considering i know 0 zilch nada about space, spaceships, or anything of the sort, so it’d definitely be inaccurate). an au with him id definitely do, though! (with that hair of his my mind is already forming a 90s band au, guitarist!capa x singer!reader story…)

again thank u so much for these questions!! i feel like i rarely get to chat to u guys so this was well appreciated😄🫶thank you so much for reading, for sending these questions in, and for being an overall sweetheart, anon!

#burnyouwithacigarettelighter #long post

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chyberriesss · 10 months

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Alone together

bill denbrough x reader

chapter 4

author's note: Hello ! its been so long since i updated im super sorry about it i was really busy with finals and finally i got the motivation to post chapter 4 hope you enjoy !!

as we entered the creepy abandoned house, i felt eyes on me, on us like it was watching. Maybe i'm paranoid?

"cant believe i pulled the short straw" richie said "you guys are lucky we arent measuring dicks" "shut up richie" eddie replied. the comment made me feel relieved in some way but what i felt quickly got replaced with worry when the three of us (bill, me and eddie) see richie holding a crumpled peace of paper.

"what?" i ask "it... it says im missing" richie replied, voice shaking with a hint of panic coming to him.

"y-youre not missing, richie" bill says "police department, city of derry" richie read out loud, panicking "thats my shirt. thats my hair THATS MY FACE" "calm down this isnt real "THATS MY NAME THATS MY AGE THATS MY DATE" richie screamed as bill tries to take the missing poster away "it cant be real, richie" bill states once again as me and eddie watch the two "NO IT SAYS IT SAYS WHAT THE FUCK!! AM I MISSING?! am i gonn go missing?!?" all me and eddie could do was watch richie scream and panic as bill tries to calm him down "look at me richie, look at me" bill says making richie face him "that that isnt real, its playing tricks on you" "hes right, it whatever it is wants us scared shitless almost like it feeds on the fear we have dont let it get to you rich" i state.

hello?

cutting our conversation, we hear a girl say.

hello? help me, please

we slowly follow the voice upstairs, each step made the stairs creek as we hear the girl gasping for air.

we could hear the girl choke as we get to the hallway of doors on the second floor "betty?" i say "ripsom?" richie adds as we see the girl coughing blood on the floor at the end of the hallway.

suddenly she got pulled by something making betty scream ! jesus christ what did i do to deserve getting the short stick ?!

"what the fuck..." i whispered as i walk closer to the door where betty was before, the three closely following behind.

we peeped into the room, slowly entering it but she wasnt there. "she was just here? where the fuck did she go?" richie asked "i...i dont know" i answer slowly exploring the room.

slam!

"guys! guys!!"

"EDDIE!" me and bill exclaimed. the door shut and eddie was still outside. "ARGHH WHAT THE FUCK!" we hear eddie scream. "Eddie?! EDDIE!" i scream as we try to open the door but it wouldnt budge, what the hell was going on!? "eddie! open the door" bill said twisting the knob. "why wont this god damn door open?! eddie! eddie are you there?!?" i panic even more "eddie open the door! whats going on are you ok?! eds!" bill frantically tried and tried to make the door knob unlock but it still wouldnt.

"richie whats going o-" before i could finish my question the door to the room richie was in shut closed! "richie! richie!!" bill said slamming the door "What the fuck richie ! richie!!!!" "bill [name] come on open the door! it wont open!" richie says " We cant!" "whats going on richie! open the door!" bill screamed the door was jammed and we couldnt do anything about it.

the door finally opened just in time before the clown got to richie "lets get out of here" bill saud as i help richie up.

We then hear eddie laguhing from the matress. his head popping out the mattress ripping the fabric revealing his face covered in dust?

"wanna play loogie?" eddie says

black liquid came out of his mouth as his face shook up and down as if he was possessed, this wasnt eddie, no, it was it.

"RUN IDIOTS" i screamed at the two boys staring at the black liquid flowing near us.

we were then faced with three doors. one saying not scary at all on the left, scary in the middle and very scary on the right. the three of us looked at each other collectively agreeing to open the not scary at all door as quickly as we could.

"where's my shoe" we hear betty says. bill pulls the string to open the light revealingbetty ripsom's body tied up with her legs cut off "AHHHHHH" the three of us screamed "WHERE THE FUCK WERE HER LEGS?!" richie exclaimed "HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" i added "t-this isnt real, remember the missing kid poster that wasnt real so this isnt real" bill said holding both me and richie by the arm making us face him. "come on ready?" he then asks "NO" me and richie scream. bill opened the door again revealing the hallway we were at before "oh thank god" richie sighed

"help! help!!" we hear eddie scream as we rushed down the stairs.

eddie and THE CLOWN?! "EDDIE!"i screamed hoping to get the clown's attention away from eating my friend. "eddie! holy fuck..." richie said, the clown was smiling at us his sharp teeth slowly showing. " this isnt real enough for you billy?" hell nah... "im not real enough for you?" "oh shit" rchie reacted.

"it was real enough for georgie" NO HE DIDNT! it laughed so horrifyingly and went straight at us when suddenly beverly comes in piercing it straight in the head "get eddie GET EDDIE!" i screamed making all of us go to him. the clown slowly faced us looking more terrifying than before, its hands grew sharper fingers as it slowly came closer to us, it scared us but didnt attack, instead turning and scratching poor ben's stomach, laughing. all of us frantically screamed as it slowly retreated back into the house further away from wehre we are. "Dont let him get away." bill says standing up and following the clown, jesus this boy really wants to get killed huh? "you guys stay here ok?" i tell them as i stood up and followed bill.

"the sewers..." i stated as i realize where it was heading. "bill! [name]! we have to help eddie!" richie shouted at us making me and bill go back.

"NO!NO!" eddie screamed "im gonna snap your arm into place" richie said "rich DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME" eddie snapped at him "okay, one, two, three" "DO NOT TOUCH ME!!!"

crack!

"ARHHHHH"

"HOLY SHIT" we all ran out and drove on our bikes getting away from this hell hole right back to eddie's house.

"we were attacked mrs. K" bill tried to explain but eddie's mom was not having any of it. "no dont try to blame anyone for this" mrs. K says getting eddie in the car and dropping her wallet and keys in the process. Bev leaned down to pick them up but mrs.K stopped here mid-way "get back!" mrs. K picked up here things and leaned closer to bev "oh, i've heard of you, miss marsh. and i dont want a dirty girl like you touching my son." what the hell?! "EXCUSE M-" before i could finish bev stopped me. "dont" she whispered. "m-m-mrs. k i-i-i.." "no! you are all monsters. all of you" mrs.k cut bill off "and eddie is done with you. do you hear? done!" She added. we all watch her as she drives eddie to the hospital.

thats it guys! its kinda long i think? idk but i hope you liked it!!

#it 2017 #bill denbrough #bill denbrough x reader #beverly marsh #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #eddie kaspbrak #stanley uris #richie tozier #it movie

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multistansimp4life · 1 year

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We lost the summer ch.1

Kai and reader are childhood friends and they have this thing where they make a list of things to do for their summers during the school year. How will this summer end!

(Inspired by kissing booth 3)

“I wilL alwAys love yOu”

“Stop stop no more, please my ears” says the brunette laying on the bed with his ears covered. “Maybe you should put singing lessons on the list” he finishes laughing so hard tears are running down his face.

“Well im sorry not everybody is as gifted at singing as you are” you replied rolling your eyes. It was true his voice is one of the most clearest most angelic voices youve ever heard. But your singing was the exact opposite your voice always cracked and you couldnt hit a right not to save your life.

“But how will we do that together” you asked

The list you were talking about is The summer To Do list. You guys made it when you were in third grade and kept the ‘tradition’ since. During the school year yall would fill the list up with a bunch of things you both wanted to do when summer came.

“I could still improve my singing so i can sign up to” kai responded now looking at his phone.

“But we would most definetly be seperated into different classes”

“Yea I guess your right that wouldnt work” he sighed.

“I have an idea” you say excitedly “ ive always wanted to try acting class”

“That does sounds fun. Write it down.”

You grab the orange sharpie and wrote the number 1. Acting classes. The paper is like a long scroll and looks as ancient as one. You write down the year of the summer leave a space under it for when summer is over to name the summer. Then yall write down the list.

“Lets think of some more things another day.” Says kai yawning. I look over to the clock not noticing how much time has passed its now 11:37 and we both have school tommorow.

“Ok ill head home goodnight kai “ i say while collecting my stuff to leave.

“Bye y/n get home safe”

The walk home is like a routine. You live on the same street as kai and the amount of times youve walked to and from his house is to many to even try and count.

When you walk into the house you can hear your parents talking, well more like arguing but in a light voice. You just hope it stays that quiet and you can get some rest. Though its highly unlikely because their arguments always get loud and you barely can rest.

You walk into your room and flick on the lights. Your room was in pretty nice shape since you cleaned just a few days ago.

You go and flop on your bed and almost immediatly fall asleep. There was no need to change since you went to kais in your pajamas.

“CRASH”. You were suddenly woke up by something fragile hitting the ground. You looked at the time and it was 12:06 you barely got 30 minutes of sleep. You dont know what you were expecting it happens almost every night for the past few months.

Your parents have both been fighting with each other over every little thing and it was not healthy. You used to not be able to sleep at night because they were so loud but it started happening so often that you invested in some earbuds.

It was pointless of you to go tell them to quiet down because then you would get yelled at by both of them. So eventually you stopped.

You reached over in your nightstand and take them out and plug them, hoping you would get enough sleep to be ready for tommorow.

(a/n This is my first fanfic and if you like it pls comment. It helps motivate. Also dont know the update scheduling.)

#hueningkai #friends to lovers #we lost the summer #txt fanfic #huening txt #huening x reader

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tojisun · 11 months

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Hi! I’m the one who asked for writing tips, and while at first I thought I’d keep my identity a secret (as if this is Gossip Girl) I thought I’d saw my appreciation with my name on top! Most people write anonymous asks, but I know I love it when I know who I’m speaking to, so, officially ✨hello✨

I’m actually a writer from another fandom who expanded to JJK after reading the manga and falling into the Toji rabbit hole. I didn’t think I’d actually start writing about him myself, but I ultimately lost to my urges ;-; I’d already started writing a multi-part fic about him when I sent you my message, but still wanted to see how a pro Toji writer would advice me to go about it! Thankfully crossing from one fandom to the other seems like a smooth tradition? Too early to tell, but I am glad to join your ranks.

Your tips were quite helpful, and I couldn’t help but notice how warm you are as a person! Whenever I read your fanfics, I get this warm fuzzy feeling and I wondered what kind of person writes such fics, and reading your response sort of affirmed that it’s someone who loves writing and their fans. You are one of my fav Toji writers for that reason, because you see him through this lens of affection and love that really matches his character, and the love/affection he didn’t have growing up in his life. That feeling is irreplaceable imo.

BUT enough bootlicking ahaha if I’m being honest, I’ve never really written a fan letter before and it’s been about two months since I started reading your work and I had a lot of accumulated praise. How we break though… that broke me. I got actual tears in my eyes, and “hated” you for a moment because this was pure sadism 😭

Don’t think there’s anything more to say other than thank you for getting back to me, sorry for this mess of a message and I wish you all the best 💜

HI MIRTO!!! NICE TO OFFICIALLY MEET UUU! im genuinely sorry for replying to this late. my summer sem’s abt to end so the projects and papers and group presentations are beating my ass 😭

the toji rabbit hole is insane ur so real for this. i too was just tryna make sense of jjk when i fell into the toji rabbit hole myself and boom insane pining ensued. but AHHH the multi-part fic??? pls drop da link baby 🤲🏼

im so glad that ur transition to the fandom was smooth!!! i had a trouble once with transitioning to a fandom bc while i was frothing at the mouth at the idea of writing about them, i had so little grasp of accurate characterization that it ate me up and i just gave up so fast hdjsjhssj so hell yeee that u didnt go through that <333

and omg?? thank u so much hhhhsh i dont see myself a pro in terms of writing for toji but holy fuck thank you. AND THANK YOU again oh my god im so soft rn, my heart’s so full and hhhh im so happy to see that im able to convey the affection i have for both toji and my readers in my works!! you guys make it so worth it to write yk? and toji’s this amazing character thats so dynamic and complex and theres so much opportunity to world build. ugh i love him sm

i am a number one supporter of making toji soft as fuckk. my man deserves to be loved and to love just as kindly. and he can be the gruff dilf that he is but also still be soft and gentle and warm, yk??? he deserves to be that!!!

im laughing at the hwb comment omg shdjejd im still so happy that it is still getting interactions and that it leaves impression on readers 🥹 thank you for your guys’ pain teehee

no bc one of my friend came up to me n said they couldnt even pick up the manga bc they hated toji and omg i was like “nooooo hes not just an asshole u have to understand!!! hes just a human and sometimes love doesnt work out” and she was like “THATS EXACTLY WHY” and i knew that i accomplished my goal <33

but yea! thank you so much mirto for your message, pls dont apologize for it!!! i loved reading every sentence babe. and pls dont mind how long my response has gotten omg i just tend to ramble. take care darling <333

#lilac-5ky #ask #lichrally had me sniffling and whimpering bae u are so kind to me thank you so much

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internetgremlin-writes · 2 years

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FLAT SPIN CHAP 5 SPOILERS!!

OH MY GOD IGGY THAT CHAPTER WAS ABSOLYTELY PERFECT!!!!

The way he asked her to come to Barcelona… SO carlos of him I wanted to cry… AND THE WAY HE METICULOUSLY PLANNED EVERYTHING? I am sorry if you dont like / dont care about zodiacs BUT THE VIRGO ENERGY IN HIM JUMPED OUT, and I respect it soooo much. Everything he planned was so /him/, but also so so perfect for MC — the little gestures? Ordering for her? Translating everything for her? POSTING HER ON HIS STORY? God i literally melted

AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON HIM COOKING FOR HER… because god damn you Know how Weak I am and it was so beautiful, also the British breakfast once again just shows how much he cares for her and understands her🥹 i am just about to combust actually

AND THEN RACE WEEKEND? And everything with the green tractor and also MC and Sebs relationship? Once again nailed it sm god i love these teammates… and how she didnt want to fight Seb / come across like that because he just means so much to her????? Girl you got me on the floor rn…

What I cannot stop thinking about is how shes in for the championship, and as of rn so is Carlos… Will they be fighting each other further down the line or… 👀 Make up sex as an apology for aggressive overtaking again? Or podium celebration sex because BOTH of them ended up on the podium (Silverstone? 👀) So many possibilities omfg dont mind me

AND THEN LAST BUT NOT LEAST (thiugh i still have so much to say but my slow ass brain needs a bit of time i guess) the ending was just perfect… like am I the only one thinking Carlos didnt want to sleep with her pre race weekend bc he wanted to fully focus on her but couldnt with all the GO expectations around him? But now that it was done he could let himself fully focus on her and give her all the attention he thinks she deserves? God I love them sm… And the way you let all those emotions show through during the smut was just CHEFS KISS, the way they understand each other is just so 🥹🥹🥹 i have no words lol other than i’m SO obsessed..,

God i hope this all is legible its 4:14am now and i am prone to word vomit already when my brain is working so this may just sound like incoherent crap but i hope you know this chapter was SO GOOD, also the way you captured Barcelona imo was spot on like I wouldnt have noticed that it was all based on research and not personal experiences (though i guess i must confess i havent been to barcelona since i was 4 either… JSJDKFKF BUT YOU MANAGED TO CAPTURE THE SPANISH VIBES PERFECTLY THAT I CAN TELL YOU BC I JUST VACATIONED IN SPAIN LAST MONTH)

okay oh my god i am back from festival and i am finally going to reply to this without crying halfway through...

firstly OH MY GOD. you... you wrote all this... about my work?? I'm touched, I'm shook, I'm honoured, this is honestly the best feeling and probably as close to a "real" author with people analysing my work as I'll ever get and I am ABSOLUTELY here for it (especially as a literature nerd who loves to pick apart all of my books for fun)

haha I don't *dislike* zodiacs, I don't really follow them to that much detail but I vaguely have an idea of them. To be honest, the way I write Carlos is purely based on the guy we see as a Formula One driver and personality (but now you say that I totally see the virgo energy). ALSO I'M SO GLAD YOU NOTICED THOSE I am entirely convinced Carlos is a very detail-oriented person and especially when he is first seeing someone he would be really careful to go out of the way to do really subtle but meaningful things yanno?

As for the championship fight... well I don't want to give anything away but oh I *definitely* have a plan for MC and Carlos and the WDC ;)

Haha don't worry it all made sense! And thank you so much for the comment about Barcelona... it's a little embarrassing how long I spent on google for things to do in and around the city because I've never been to mainland Spain, so even if it's not 100% accurate I'm just happy the vibes were right!!

honestly just thank you so much for this, it means the absolute world <3 <3 <3

#iggytalks #im actually unwell #this was so so kind #and im so touched #carlos sainz #formula one #flat spin

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fanficobsessedchick · 2 months

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ROOMATES PART THREE

WILLNE X JAMES MARRIOTT

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hey guys ,i hope you're enjoying the book so far,feedback and requests would be greatly aprecciated.please feel free to to comment,since i would really love to hear your guys's suggestions for the upcoming chapters.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Will trembled and his body felt like jelly-he could barely keep standing ,leaning against the wall behind him for support .James towered on him ,lowering his gaze to meet his eyes,still not speaking word.

James caressed Wills waist,creeping his palm under Wills shirt.Wills breath hitched and chills ran up his spine,he was waiting for James to take action.

"Cat got your tounge baby?"

Will nodded and lowered his gaze finally getting the courage to creep his arm closer to Jamess own waist -his hand slithering like a snake down to Jamess bulge that was already prominent in his jeans.James immediately slapped his hand away,his brows furrowed.

"Do you really think you deserve this Will?You teased all morning just to get my attention and now you act so innocent."

"James p-please i'll be soo good for you -i - i prommise James "

James used this as his chance to slam Will against the wall ,lapping and biting at his neck leaving marks everywhere.

He tossed Will around like a ragdoll and dragged him to his own bedroom-never detaching from Wills neck and lips.James tossed Will on the bed quickly unbuckling his own belt and jeans.He bassicly throwing the clothes of Will.James was hungry.And he was about to teach Will a lesson of his life that he'll remember for a long time.

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James was strong enough to hike up Will over his own lap-slowly massaging and caressing Wills ass.

"Will you know you were very bad,werent you?Do you think a punishment is in order?"

"Y-yes daddy ,im sorry i'll take it good i prommise"Will trembled waiting for James to reply.

"daddy"

Well that was something James didnt know about Will,he knew that he was secretly submissive but he could use all of Wills fetishes and kinks to his advantage now.

James spanked Wills ass as hard as he could for the first few hits,leaving blue and red bruises everywhere.

"You think youve had enough baby boy?"James asked-almost chuckling,something about making Will wither and seize under him begging for more had his cock leaking without even as single touch.

"N-no please more,i deserve more"

James obliged.And after 15 more hits to Wills ass he could see Will shaking and tears streaming down his preety face.

He helped Will get up and wrapped him up in a warm blanket -cuddling him and never moving too far away from Will.

Will didnt cum but he still felt the strongest orgasmic pleasure.He couldnt stand it anymore-he needed more.

"Daddy?"

"Hmm?"James said ,still focusing on taking care of Will after his punishment.

"C-can i suck you off please?I-i really want to and i wanna show you how thankfull i am for my punishment."Will rambled on barely stringing words together.

James laughed a bit when he heard that,he was still stroking Wills hair -soon grabbing Will by his hair and positioning Wills face right infront of his bulge.

Will quickly took out Jamess cock out his briefs,starting with kitten licks and slobbering all over the tip of Jamess cock.

Will was so hungry for it,taking all 8 inches of Jamess cock down his throat.Saliva dripped down his chin and he was gagging constantly-his own comfort didnt matter in this very moment,he needed to proove to his daddy that he was worthy of keeping him around.

He hollowed his cheeks sucking a slurping on Jamess cock and he felt like his brain melted -making him a stupid slut who could only take his daddies cock at this moment.

"Baby ,i-im gonna cum ,keep going my preety slut,just lik-like that "

Will sucked even harder-sucking Jamess cock with vigor .

James quickly pulled his cock out quickly coating Wills face with long streaks of cum.

Cum dripped all over Wills face and Will desperately tried to lap up the rest of the cum on Jamess cock.

James pulled out his phone quickly taking a photo,and Will looked like a fucking pornstar,like a sinfull angel covered in cum-his eyes dazed and his brain empty.

Will seemed upset for a second.

"Whats wrong baby,i can delete that photo if you need me to"

"I-Its not that daddy..I-i just wanted to swallow your cum so badly an-and i just-you didnt let me"

James chuckled."Oh baby boy dont worry theres always a next time for that "

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platonicximagines · 9 months

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Imagine:: being Tabitha Smiths Drive to Beaks house

Alcohol mentioned

Another long ass night of driving ahead of you. Music mix. Set.

Snacks. Check.

Energy drinks. Check.

Patience? None.

It isn't long before the streets give you your first riders. you barely survive through fifteen minutes of small talk but you turn on your classic ' customer service' shark smile. managing to outlast the drive to the air port.

The arguing couple pitch fits about their covid tests with one another until it becomes comical. Your mind inserts a laugh track, this would be fantastic if it was Will and Grace style.

But this was reality.

'Baeby you ain't boarding that plane if your test isn't back yet'

You'd let them find that out for themselves, after all they've been 'planning it for months' and the way they went at each others throats was enough bad vibes for one ride.

Pulling up to release them onto the airport pavement where they belong was a Glorious moment. But the day got better: your phone buzzes, a new ride request. A great reason to not make eye contact as the squabbling duo exits.

But when your eyes land on the trip the windshield is coated with your *redacted brand flavor* energy drink.

That was so far. Were they serious?!

Would it be worth it? Impulse was your middle name.

You hit yes.

One person. One ride.

Either you were about to die or it was about to be a good night- and she better tip really fucking well.

Picking up Ms. Tabitha Smith- a woman with a contradictory ride rating was easy enough.

Just a short slide down town to the Krakoan gate, you have the route memorized by heart and could probably get there blind folded.

" Mss Smith?"

" Aye! Sup."

Immediately you notice it. " you drunk?"

" Yeah" click of the seat belt and she takes another drink from her bottle.

Okay. There's a dead beat of silence.

" need a water or anythin?"

" Maybe later we got time."

An boy was that the understatement. It was a few hours at least. " yeah we do you just lemme know when you want to stop for food. I'll need to stop for gas but otherwise I'll take you straight tBliss.

Pulling out onto the road the two of you set off, base thumping, knocking back energy drinks,and sitting in silence.

Pure bliss.

The drive was turning out to be worth it. There was a few moments of fear and regret: was she going to puke? Would the tip be worth it? Was she going to pass out and you have to drive her to a hospital? Were you about to be murdered?

You were pleasantly surprised how she held her liquor and she paid for everything. From the gas at the station to full blown meals for the two of you.

" I can't let you pay for tha-" you protested as she slid her card for the gas in front of God and everyone. A clear company violation.

All you were met by was a hand full of glowing orange bombs and a wicked smirk. " yes you can, you don't have a choice."

Sweeping bags of food into the car she adds, you were kidnapped. Deal with it. Now shut up,eat, and drive."

You glanced back in the rear view mirror returning her playful grin. " Yes maam."

Tabitha Smith was getting a high rating from you.

Sure the trip was batshit. But she was treating you so well you couldnt care.

Every now and then she'd make a comment about a song and it would spark a short conversation. Otherwise you'd see her scrolling her phone, which made you the super hero an hour in when you passed her back the charging cable right when her phone started to due.

" oh shit ! you're good." Snatching it from your hands she's back to scrolling.

" it's my job." You reply smoothly, " you kick ass and take names. I drive people places and try not to get squished by robots or aliens while driving people places."

" robots and aliens? In Oklahoma? Pftt"

" yeah children of the corn." She made a horror movie track noise and then snorted " nothing I can't handle."

" Hey laugh it off city girl but we have our megalomaniacs too."

By the time you pull up to the corn lined road the two of you had exchanged social media's. "Lemme out here."

" in the corn? What about the children??? You're not worried about getting attacked?"

" Nah I do the attacking. Xman remember. " She takes a drink and off comes the seat belt.

Breaking to the shoulder you glance in the mirror. " should I call someone for you or?"

Her glasses lower and the look she gives says everything; a chiding ' who do you think I am' but also a ' fuck no'. She was such a bitch it was great.

" Alright you have fun then."

Thump the door slammed and you watched her disappear into a corn field. You debated waiting and counting the cash there, or driving and seeing if she got to her location okay.

Getting out she hands you a ridiculous wad of cash. " Hey y/n? Take a week off."

But then you remembered she had said ' business' and you took your cue. Pulling off into the sunset down a dusty Oklahoma road ignoring the gunfire that echoes. She's an Xman. She's got this.

The next day you sent her a message

"👍???"

She responded " 💥🩹"

Look at you making friends.

#new mutants #tabitha smith #xmen #xmen imagines #new mutant imagines

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evil-wakes-in-vengeance · 1 year

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Don't reply to this. I told you I'm rebuilding my life. I've got every confidence in myself, but thank you nonetheless. The thing that stings about it all is that you have nothing to say after months of not talking. Not that you have to say anything, that's your prerogative, I'm just genuinely surprised by it. It's good to know I was just a temporary filler for your loneliness at the time. Don't repeat the same mistake. I definitely won't be.

right this is the last time I am fucking replying to you and I'm going to break it down as simple as possible, I let you , ash , into my life, when I wasn't even ready but i decided to give it all a chance again after 4 years of toxicity with will. it started horrible and I should have seen the flags , one example would be the day you said you loved me and you decided to make me feel bad for not returning the notion, which guilt tripped the shit out of me, the next thing I knew you where slowly moving your stuff in doing in slowly almost as though I wouldnt notice, and I very clearly wasnt ready for that step I allowed it on the false pretention you would get a job , which you never did, to which I then got a second job , because I could not afford you myself and luna off of part time cleaning. Which i required you to watch my child for , which was met with me being some sort of "hoe" at work because I wanted to fuck everyoe or everyone me , and that was the same everywhere i went I couldnt even go in a shop without you sulking about a guy i had apperntly looked at, it was absurd , i couldn't do the one thing I enjoyed which was my motorbike meets because you made it fucking hell in regaurds to of course men, I was made to feel unloyal trapped and quiet frankly like i didnt exist because all you ever spoke about was yourself, i basically became your therapist even though you where slowly chocking the shit out of me, and my daughter of which you found hilariouse to bully and put down, calling her names as a joke the same as you did me and even calling her drawings bad just being outright horrible for your own entertainment , you wanted sex on demaned regaurdless off how i felt and if i said no i would yet again be met with a guilt trip to where i was left feeling misreable but as long you got what you wanted it didn't matter, you ironically would sit in my bed scrolling threw nudes off woman and even commenting on photos thinking i wasnt aware and you even messaged some girl attempting to meet , but I was the one being accused off god knows what even though id never looked anywhere else or anything of the sort. you just toke from me ash, you free loaded off my food my internet my tobocco everything, sat on your xbox most nights until fuck knows when and slept all day and would expect a pat on the back when you did something nice, yeh we went for some cycle rides we had some nice memories together but all of the nice shit with sobotaged by all of the above, the last straw was when I spoke to that black guy at central bar and I was accused of wanting BBD ect to the point the guy walked us back as he was concerned about me with your behaviour to which ended up with me finally fighting back and loosing my shit with you which resulted in you loobing my furniture across the room. so i kicked you out off my house and called the police, and from months on from there you sent me thousand and thousands of messages , you even sent me pictures of girls naked telling how much better they where than me, as if you hadnt already done a number on my confidence with comments i cant even put on the internet because theyre so disguisting like that one becky wanted to punch you in the face for (my god i wish she had!) , then at some point you broke into my fucking house , it toke the police months to catch your arse and theyre still processing all the evidence now and it still has to go to court, yet here the fuck you are with a restraining order against you messaging me , you currently have two fake accounts to stalk my instagram and fuck knows what else you stalk it seems my tumblr also of course! your obsessed , with what i dont even know because to be quiet fucking brutally honest with you i totally fucking hate you. you made me feel more alone than actually being alone has ever ever made me feel, and thanks to you im now absoloutly fucking terrified to let anyone near not just me but my child ! because i never want some cunt to treat her like you did ! you..are..vile.

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