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Tell Him (Nothing) Everything Pt 3

Part One Part Two Link to Ao3

Chapter Three: Three Reunions

“Oh, I’m in so much trouble. I need some help, and I couldn’t think of anyone else to go to. So here I am to bug you again. Congratulations, you get to listen to my problems. Again. Too bad you can’t even stop me!”

Silence. Nothing but silence. There wasn’t even the sound of birds.

“I brought you flowers. Violets and white roses. I went to that florist you really liked. I actually know the people that own it now. Well, Steve knows them. Apparently one of their kids is friends with his little brother so he got me a hookup. I didn’t tell him why I needed the flowers, but I think it was okay. He’s good at not asking. It’s nice.”

Eddie could write a song about this. The quiet, the silence that was both freeing and confining. The way the violets and roses were held together with a soft blue ribbon that matched her eyes.

It wouldn’t be like any other song he wrote, but that was good. A song for Chrissy was going to have to be special, maybe the most important one he ever sang.

“I haven’t told you about him. Steve. He lives here in Hawkins, if you can believe that I fell for a small town hick. That’s a joke, and it’s not really that nice. I shouldn’t say that. He’s not a hick. He’s actually really sweet, and thoughtful, and funny, and… He owns a cafe in the middle of town called Claudia’s. I bet you went there when we came home to visit, it’s totally your kind of place. Maybe you even knew him. He’s only a few years younger than us, so you might’ve been in school together or something. You were the Prom Queen, and he was apparently a big time jock. I hope you guys never kissed or anything, that would be so weird.”

The good thing about going to the cemetery early in the morning was that it was always empty. Eddie was the only person there, so he could sit with his back against Chrissy’s headstone and babble freely without any worries of who might be listening in.

“I really like him, Chris. Like actually really like him, not just really like him because he’s giving me attention and I’m lonely.”

That was the thing she always worried about. She was viciously protective of Eddie, and she approached every one of his potential partners with high scrutiny over their intentions.

If only he had done the same.

The band even had a joke about it. No one Eddie ever went out with got the ‘Chrissy Stamp of Approval’. None of the dozens of men and women who wanted her best friend were good enough for him in her eyes.

Steve would’ve passed her test. Eddie was sure of it.

“You know that thing you always told me? About how I was going to find someone who just made things easy? I think I finally did. I’ve been so tired since… since everything, and when I’m with him I’m not tired. I’m- I’m happy. I don’t know if I deserve that. Actually, I know I don’t deserve it, but I am happy. Really happy, Chrissy, which isn’t fair, but it is true.”

Chrissy would have hated to hear him say that. She never liked when he put himself down. But without her around to check him on that, Eddie’s mind had no reason to stay away from the dark thoughts that lingered on the edges of his psyche.

“He’s just so kind. He always has time for me, even when things are busy. And he never pushes, even when I can tell he wants to. He’s raising his little brother, who is a huge fan by the way, and he takes care of this entire horde of kids that Dustin is friends with. I’ve never met any of them, but I can just tell they love him as much as he loves them.”

Eddie could tell by the hand drawn cards that littered the back wall of Claudia’s and the endless photo albums that Steve had on his phone. He could see it in the soft smile Steve wore any time he spoke about any of the kids, and the way he always saved extras of their favorite treats.

Normally, Eddie was terrified of people with children, petrified by the thought of fucking someone up like his parents had fucked him up. Wayne had healed most of those wounds, but ultimately Eddie had still sworn that he would never have any kids. He even got a vasectomy when he was 19 just to be a hundred percent sure that there would never be an accident.

Now all he wanted to do was meet Steve’s kids and do a solo show, just to rock their socks off.

“I can practically hear you in my head. ‘Why not just ask him out already then, Munson?’ Well, he doesn’t know me. I mean he knows me, but he doesn’t know that I’m ‘The Eddie Munson.’”

He could practically hear her groaning, begging him to come down from his inflated ego trip and realize that he was the same as any other person.

“I’m not the same as any other person though, Chris. You know what it’s like. Anyone who dates me gets put through the ringer. The paparazzi, the fans, the gossip rags, the YouTube channels, the Instagram stalkers. Steve’s life is so- small isn’t nice to say, but that’s what it is! He has this good little life that he’s carved out for himself and his brother in this small town world, and dating me would implode that. And it’s not like I can just walk away forever. I’m going to have to go back eventually. The band needs me, and the fans need me, and…and I don’t know who I am anymore if I’m not ‘The Eddie Munson’.”

He was someone Steve liked, he knew that much. They had been flirting pretty much the entire time but since his mini-freakout in the cafe, it had taken on a much more serious air, and their casual touches were starting to linger.

One of them was going to make a move soon, and Eddie needed to figure out what he wanted before that.

Well, not what he wanted. He knew what he wanted. He just didn’t know if that was the best option.

“I wish you were here. You’d know what to do…”

But she wasn’t. Chrissy wasn’t here. She was in the feeling of strumming a guitar, the sound of rain outside, the smell of Steve’s baking. Chrissy lived in a thousand different ways, she just wasn’t here anymore, and the closest Eddie could get to talking with her was sitting by her grave and talking to the air.

In other words, he couldn’t talk to her at all.

“I have to tell him first. I’ll tell him everything, and then I’ll let him decide if he still wants me. Today’s a good day for it anyway, right? It was supposed to be a special day. Now it’s just special for a different reason.”

With that Eddie stood up, stretching and rubbing at the spots that had gotten locked up from sitting on the ground too long. He put the flowers down where he had just been sitting and lighty ran his fingers over the top of her white marble headstone, reading the same inscription he had read a thousand different times.

Christiana “Chrissy” Cunningham

December 25th 1996- February 14th 2022

“And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief.”

Wayne had helped him pick it out. He was the one who suggested burying her here in the first place. Chrissy hadn’t had any family left but him and Wayne, and no one would ever look here to disturb her. They had a private funeral and everything, only the two of them and the rest of the band. Not another living soul knew where she was buried, and Eddie wanted to keep it that way.

After everything, Chrissy deserved a place to rest where no one would ever hurt her again.

Well, he wanted just one more person to know.

“When Steve knows everything, I’ll bring him here. Then you can give him your ‘Stamp of Approval’.” Eddie whispered, a soft smile flickering across his face as an unexpected gust of wind pressed against his back.

He didn’t believe in God, or the Devil, or any of the things the world tried to push, but he did believe in Chrissy. She lived, even if she wasn’t here, and when he was able to look past his own grief, he knew she wanted him to live too.

“Happy Not the Start of Tour Day,” Eddie called back towards her grave as he walked away. He was starving and only a certain man’s beignets would be enough to fill his belly right now.

And, like Eddie had called upon the God of Beignets himself, Steve was walking towards him just a few rows away, carrying a pink Claudia’s box. The naive part of Eddie was focusing on how cute Steve looked this morning, but the rest of him was instantly on guard.

How did Steve know he was here?

“I didn’t know you did deliveries,” Eddie called after he had strategically walked about a dozen gravestones away from Chrissy. Just minutes ago he had wanted to show Steve where she was, but now every red flag he had was lighting up.

Steve looked up when he heard Eddie’s voice, furrowing his brow and quirking his head to the side.

“Eddie?”

If he was putting on an act, then he was doing a very good job of being completely confused as to why Eddie was in the cemetery too.

“In the flesh,” Eddie said coolly, jamming his hands into his pockets and inching a little bit closer, still keeping a safe distance away. He had put his trust in Steve so far, but maybe that was a mistake. “What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing here?” Steve echoed, staying right where he was.

“I asked you first,” Eddie challenged.

“I’m uh, visiting someone,” Steve said after a hesitant pause, playing with the twine bow on the top of the box.

The hesitation was another red flag, but Steve’s body language was the thing that really set Eddie on edge. His shoulders were hunched, and it looked like he was trying to make himself small enough to disappear. Worst of all, his eyes were downcast, which meant Eddie couldn’t get a read on them.

Steve was an open book, but only when Eddie could actually see that book well enough to read it. Currently he could only get half the story, but it wasn’t a good half.

“I would hope you’re here to see someone. The only other explanation is that you’re stalking me,” Eddie said bluntly. There were only a few things to do with stalkers: Ignore them, which was a bad plan; Get a restraining order, which was a bad plan; Confront them, which was a bad plan.

There were only bad plans in this scenario and anxiety was starting to press down on Eddie’s chest, making it hard to breathe.

“Because you’re someone people are always stalking,” Steve said with a roll of his eyes. The casual bitchiness that Eddie usually loved was now a threat, and he bristled at the comment. By his count, Eddie had gone through at least twenty three stalkers, and those were just the ones that had been serious enough to merit intervention. He had no idea how many people were actually stalking him at any given time.

And if Steve was number twenty four, then Eddie might really just stop trusting people all together.

“Seriously, why are you here?” Eddie asked, trying his best to stay calm.

“Dustin had food poisoning yesterday, so we couldn’t come see her. I asked Heather to look after the store for me while I came to bring these. I don’t really like coming here, but Dustin is adamant that a sweet tooth is eternal, so we have to bring her treats,” Steve explained, holding up the box with an affectionate roll of his eyes.

That sealed the deal. It wasn’t often that Chrissy got on camera or took the spotlight, but she had been a frequent face on Eddie’s instagram, usually for food pics when they went out. He even had a story that was called ‘Chrissy’s Confectionaries’ just for all the candids he had of every dessert they had shared.

But how did they find her? How did they know she was here?

This was supposed to be a safe resting place. It was supposed to be sacred. Now it was destroyed the way everything was. There was nothing secret, nothing that didn’t belong to the world. This was supposed to be the one special place no one would ever bother her again.

“How do you find out where Chrissy is?!” Eddie demanded, stomping over and getting right in Steve’s face. Steve was pretty, and Eddie thought he was nice, but this was an absolute violation of trust and privacy, and he would not let Steve think it was okay just because his little brother wanted to do it.

If he even had a brother.

“Chrissy? Who’s- Eddie I…I’m here to visit my mom,” Steve stuttered out, grief coating every word in sticky black tar. He stepped back, clutching the box close to his chest with one hand and gesturing down to the headstone between them with the other.

It was a solid granite headstone, a soft red that stood out in the early morning sun. There were yellow tulips planted on either side of it along with a bunch of rocks, a few metal angels, and some tiny cat figurines sitting on the ledge. It was the words that caught Eddie’s eye though.

Claudia Marie Honore Henderson

November 11th 1979 - October 28th 2019

If pies were books,

Yours would be Shakespeare’s letters.

Eddie read it once, then twice, then a third time.

Still there. This was still real.

“Wow,” Eddie whispered, blowing out a harsh breath before letting out one incredulous laugh and pushing his hair away from his face. “I am a complete and total douchebag.”

A small smile broke through the hurt expression on Steve’s face and he gently nudged his shoulder against Eddie’s with silent forgiveness.

“Not complete and total, but I’ll give you two douchebag points,” Steve joked, lowering himself down to kneel on the grass in front of Claudia’s grave and patting the spot next to him, “You can share these with me to make it up.”

Eddie sat down quickly, crossing his legs so they wouldn’t bounce and looking at her grave again. There was nothing on Chrissy’s but the flowers he brought with him. Before, Eddie had thought it was kind of classy. The smooth blank white marble with nothing but the words he and Wayne had chosen.

Now it felt almost barren, empty, missing the homey touches that Claudia’s grave had. Claudia’s showed how well loved she was, personal things that still made her real. Chrissy’s was just empty.

“Not pie?” Eddie asked as Steve untied the string and opened the box to reveal three tiny brown cakes with dollops of whipped cream and drizzles of caramel sauce on top.

“She chose that quote, not me,” Steve replied, handing Eddie a napkin and a cake. He chose one for himself and put the last one in between the angels and the cat figurines.

Eddie bit into the dessert, automatically closing his eyes and savoring the flavor. It was spicy and sweet, ginger and brown sugar colliding on his tongue in an explosion of deliciousness. The caramel stuck to his lips, messy and oh so good.

It would be his favorite thing yet if Steve didn’t look so miserable.

“I never make pies anymore,” Steve murmured, not touching his own cake. He was staring off somewhere in the distance, lost where Eddie couldn’t seem to reach him. “They just don’t taste the same.”

Eddie knew that feeling. He had it every time he picked up a guitar now. He could play a song perfectly, hit every note at the exact moment he was supposed to, but it didn’t sound the way it should. Music was almost hollow now, a missing element that he couldn’t find no matter how much he practiced.

He briefly considered telling Steve, empathizing with the loss, sharing the secrets that were weighing him down.

“Henderson?” He asked instead, hoping that changing the subject would draw them both away from their thoughts.

“That’s um,” Steve trailed off, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth and staring down at his lap. Eddie’s heart ached for him and he briefly hated himself for the foot that had apparently taken up a permanent residence in his mouth.

“Steve, you don’t have to tell me anything, I shouldn’t have-”

“It’s okay, I want you to know.” Steve said softly, cutting Eddie off. He still didn’t look up, but some of the tension in his shoulders faded. “It’s a really long story though, so maybe another time?”

“Whenever you want,” Eddie offered, taking the leap and reaching over to take Steve’s hand. Steve looked up with glossy eyes, squeezing his fingers and brushing his thumb against the side of Eddie’s hand.

“And Chrissy?” Steve asked hesitantly.

Eddie could tell him. They could sit here for the whole morning talking back and forth, sharing those long stories. He had planned to tell Steve the truth today anyway. Now was the perfect time. He just had to open his mouth and start.

“Also a really long story,” Eddie sighed, mentally screaming at himself.

He was such a coward sometimes.

“Whenever you want,” Steve echoed, bringing their joined hands up and kissing the back of Eddie’s hand. It was a bold move, the boldest either of them had gotten so far, but it only cemented what they both already knew. Whatever was going on between them was more than just friendship, for both sides.

Eddie could pull away now, and maybe that would even be the smart thing to do. In the long run, they would both only get hurt by this, so maybe he should just stop it right here and now.

Instead, he scooted over so they were sitting leaned against each other, putting their hands in his lap and tapping a melody on Steve’s arm as he finally picked up his cake and began eating it.

Steve apparently didn’t talk to Claudia like Eddie talked to Chrissy. He just sat with his eyes shut, taking the moment to breathe deep and be present. Normally, Eddie hated silence, needing to fill it with music or words or just about anything, but this was peaceful, nice even. The sunshine that Chrissy now lived in kept them warm, and the breeze that held her spirit brushed past them, and Eddie could just hold the moment instead of needing to understand it.

He wasn’t sitting by her but he was close enough, and he had Steve, so things were okay.

“Let’s go back to the cafe, huh?” Steve said after a while, gently butting his head against Eddie’s. “I’ll make you a coffee.”

“I want a decaf nonfat white mocha with extra caramel chunks and oatmilk,” Eddie joked. Steve groaned, standing up and holding out a hand.

Every day there were at least three or four people that came in with absolutely ridiculous coffee orders, and every day Steve and Eddie would try and decide what the most outlandish one was. Eddie tried to get Steve to be grateful, because LA had about thirty or forty thousand people who had orders like that, but Steve always just gave him the stink eye and said that no one should be asking him for oatmilk in Hawkins, Indiana.

Sure, he had it, but it was the principle of the thing.

“Bye Claudia,” Steve said as they straightened up, “Me and Dustin are being safe. I promise.”

“Don’t worry he’s got me to protect him. Well, me to call 911 if anything goes wrong,” Eddie amended, giving the headstone a two fingered salute. Steve laughed his first real laugh of the day, shaking his head and rolling his eyes as he tugged Eddie away by their still connected hands.

They continued to hold hands for the entire walk from the cemetery to the cafe, chatting about nothing and everything in the way they always did. By the time they were turning the corner towards Claudia’s, both of them were extremely relaxed, free of any tension or stress that might have lingered if they went on their own.

“Hey! Eddie!”

Nevermind. Eddie was rigid as a board.

“Who’re they?” Steve asked, tilting his head to the side as he looked at the three men sitting at one of the tables in front of his cafe.

“No one,” Eddie blurted out, pulling his hand away from Steve’s and bouncing on his heels, filled to the brim with nervous energy, “On second thought I think I might skip coming today. And tomorrow. And maybe next week.”

“Eddie-”

Steve didn’t get a chance to say anything else before there was a body slamming directly into Eddie, the smell of Gareth’s cologne overwhelming his senses.

An unexpected hit of homesickness came right along with him and Eddie found himself holding onto Gareth in a death grip, burying his face in his oldest friend’s shoulder and shaking ever so slightly in his grip. Jeff and Frank quickly pushed themselves into the hug, and for the first time in months the part of Eddie’s heart that belonged to his bandmates quietly slotted back into its place.

“It’s been 84 years,” Gareth groaned after their way too long hug, holding onto Eddie’s upper arms and shaking him. “Never again man, never again. I can’t be stuck with these two sticks in the mud for that long. It’s been so boring.”

“What are you doing here?” Eddie asked for the second time that day, in much higher spirits than he had been the first time, “I told you guys not to try and find me.”

“Well maybe if you answered your phone every so often we wouldn’t have to go halfway across the country chasing you,” Jeff scolded lightly, Frank nodding sagely along with him.

“How did you even know where I was?” Eddie asked, wracking his brain. The answer immediately popped into his mind and Eddie’s eyes narrowed.

“Wayne,” He grumbled. Curse his big-hearted, too good, meddling, loving uncle.

“Eddie, we knew you would be here without him telling us,” Frank said with a roll of his eyes, “But when we dropped our stuff off at the house, he said to go to the bakery in town because the cute guy you’re obsessed with owns it.”

The other two broke into smirks, and all three turned to look at Steve with mischievous grins.

“I hate you guys,” Eddie said, blushing furiously and wishing that the ground would open up to swallow him whole.

“Obsessed, huh?” Steve said. His cheeks were dusted with a rosy rouge, but his eyes were locked onto Eddie’s, and he was wearing a very cute, very annoying, smug little smile.

“He is pretty cute,” Jeff said in mock appraisal.

“Cute enough to completely blow off a country wide-”

“Steve, these are my friends. Gareth, Jeff, and Frank,” Eddie said, cutting Gareth off before he could say anything else. “Guys, this is Steve, my…”

Eddie trailed off, unsure of how to end that sentence. Friend? Crush? Something more?

“Employer,” Steve decided for him, holding out his hand for the rest of the band to shake.

“Employer?!” Jeff practically shouted as Gareth took Stvee’s hand and began wrenching it up and down.

“You don’t pay me?” Eddie asked, just as stunned as the rest. Steve had just kissed his hand not even a full hour ago, and that was the word he chose to explain them?

Employer?!

“You sit in my cafe all day long eating and drinking for free. I think that I deserve at least a little manual labor in return,” Steve said in explanation, giving Eddie a full shit eating grin.

Oh. He was being messed with. Eddie snorted, holding back his laughter as he tried to give Steve a dirty look. Judging by the way Steve was slowly graduating to a full on beaming smile, he was failing pretty spectacularly.

“I am so confused,” Frank said from behind them. “Eddie, he does know that-”

“Well, Mr. Bossman,” Eddie quickly interjected, throwing his friends a look that told them to shut their mouths or face the consequences, “Would you pretty please feed my friends while we catch up a little bit?”

Steve, never one to do anything half-assed, brought out enough mini-quiches to feed an army, an entire tray of ginger cakes, and even some of Eddie’s favorite coconut cluster cookies. The rest of the band had apparently been traveling all night long, and they dug into the food with glee, praising Steve until the tips of his ears were red and he had to walk inside to ‘make coffee’ just to escape the flood of compliments.

The perfect time for Eddie to come clean.

“What do you guys think?” He asked, softly opening the question up to his best friends. They were the make or break now that Chrissy couldn’t be.

“He seems nice,” Frank said politely.

“He’s a great fucking cook,” Gareth said less politely, picking up the crumbs left on his plate. Jeff rolled his eyes and turned to Eddie.

“How long have you been dating?”

Great. They were jumping straight into the hard questions.

“We aren’t,” Eddie said slowly, making all three of them stop short and stare at him with increasingly incredulous looks.

“Well, I assumed the employer thing was a joke but now I have to ask,” Jeff said, sighing deeply before continuing, “Are you banging your boss?”

“No!” Eddie immediately shouted, shutting his mouth with a snap and shooting his gaze towards the inside of the cafe.

Steve was futzing around with something on the counter and either hadn’t heard Eddie’s shout or had ignored it, too used to Eddie’s tendency to be as loud as possible. The tip of his tongue was poking out of the corner of his mouth as he carefully placed caramel drizzle on some concoction he was preparing.

God, he looked so fucking delectable. Now that the thought of banging was there, he couldn’t escape it. The thought of what that tongue might do-

No. Nope. Stop.

Eddie was so weak.

“We’re not- I don’t- it’s not like that,” He finished weakly, groaning and letting his head rest on the table in front of him.

“Have you asked him out?” Gareth asked.

Eddie shook his head, keeping his forehead still pressed down against the metal. A brief pause from above him as the band had a silent conversation, and Frank spoke in a very hesitant tone.

“Does he know?”

‘Does he know’ was such a blank statement. Does he know you have feelings? Eddie was pretty sure he did. Does he know that you watched your best friend die? No. Does he know why you’re in Hawkins? No.

But Eddie knew what they were asking.

Does he know that you are ‘The Eddie Munson’?

He shook his head again ever so slightly.

“He doesn’t know you’re a world famous rockstar?!” Gareth burst out. Eddie’s head flew back up and he gave Gareth a death glare.

“Keep your voice down!” He hissed, looking back in the cafe. Steve was still by the counter, now ringing up a little old lady, giving her a gentle smile as he handed over a pretty pink box.

“Does he live under a rock?” Frank asked, staring at Steve through the window like he was from another planet.

“Be less obvious,” Eddie complained, rubbing at his temples. “He doesn’t live under a rock. He lives in Hawkins fucking Indiana and he hates social media. Steve barely even uses his Instagram, and that’s only to look at pictures of his best friend who’s traveling the world right now as a guitar player on some lesbian cruise.”

Remembering all that truly was a testament to how much Eddie liked Steve. He had never laid eyes on Robin Buckley, but he already knew she was Steve’s other half; she co-owned the cafe, she spoke five languages, and she played four instruments- one of which was guitar, hence the whole ‘running away for three months to play guitar on a lesbian cruise’.

Chrissy would have adored her.

“You have to tell him, Eddie,” Jeff said softly, giving Eddie a look. “He can’t find out from tabloids or paparazzi or something. It’s a miracle no one’s recognized you yet.”

“I know. I know. I’ve tried,” Eddie said, slightly desperate. He ran his fingers through his hair, pulling on the end of his curls. “I tried more than once, but every time it gets close I just-”

Tears pricked at the edges of his eyes, and the next breath he sucked in was unexpectedly shaky.

Fuck.

“If I tell him, then I have to tell him everything,” Eddie said, his voice breaking into a whisper halfway through, “and I can’t- I don’t know how-”

“That’s why we came here, even though we knew you didn’t want us,” Frank said, cutting off Eddie’s weak attempts at explaining himself.

“Because of Steve?” Eddie asked.

“Because of Chrissy,” Jeff clarified, making the lump in Eddie’s throat grow three times bigger. “Today was supposed to be the day.”

The day. The start of their big tour. The tour that was going to lead to a new album, that was going to get them that Grammy, that would put Corroded Coffin in the history books forever.

The tour that Eddie had completely screwed up.

“Guys… I’m sorry,” Eddie started, getting cut off by Jeff’s hand on his arm and Gareth shaking his head.

“Don’t start down that road, man. Once you let that monkey on your back, you’ll never get it off,” Frank said easily, spitting wisdom like it meant nothing to him. “She was your best friend.”

Best friend. What a stupid way to categorize Chrissy. Steve said Robin called him her platonic soulmate, which felt better, but not quite right. Steve just called Robin His Person. His Person, always in a way that you could physically feel the capitalization.

His Person.

Chrissy had been His Person.

“I can’t talk about her yet,” Eddie admitted quietly, feeling shame and smallness covering him like wings. “Hell, I can barely even say her fucking name.”

“You needed time. We were happy to give it to you,” Jeff said, pulling Eddie down off the cross he kept trying to nail himself to.

“But seriously, stop shutting us out. We miss her too,” Gareth tacked on, rubbing fruitlessly at his eyes. He had always been a sympathy crier, and even the hint of any of them breaking down sent him into tears. “We miss you, dude.”

Eddie had missed them too. He hadn’t realized it, but the entire time he had been in Hawkins, he had been looking for them. His bandmates had been with him since they were teens, all of them scared and unsure of the future, but so full of hope it hurt to look back and think about it. They had put their faith in him, and he put his trust in them, and they had made something amazing.

Something Eddie had pushed away the second he could, because he was so sure he didn’t deserve good things, so sure the universe would take them away anyway.

Maybe that was why he couldn’t tell Steve yet.

“And if you don’t lock this guy down, I’ll be missing his amazing goddamn quiches too,” Gareth said after they had all taken a second to cool down. He lifted the last one up and shoved it into his mouth in one bite, immediately coughing as he choked.

“Chrissy would want you to be happy, Eddie,” Jeff said softly as Frank pounded on Gareth’s back trying to dislodge the pastry. “If Steve is gonna make you happy, she would say go for it.”

“I know,” Eddie replied just as quietly. He had said the same thing to himself a dozen times, but hearing it from Jeff somehow made it even more real.

Speaking of Steve, he was walking over with a full tray of drinks.

“Alright I have one black coffee, one latte with a pump of hazelnut syrup and skim milk, and one iced matcha latte,” Steve rattled off as he put down drinks in front of Eddie’s bandmates. He paused after Jeff, giving Eddie a tricky little grin and putting down a colossal cup that was dripping whipped cream onto the saucer it was on.

“And for you, a decaf nonfat white mocha with extra caramel chunks and oatmilk,” Steve declared, both of them breaking into giggles at the sight of the monstrosity.

Just like that the weight that had been holding every single cell captive was gone, erased by the light that Steve brought with him everywhere he went.

“This is disgusting,” Eddie said after taking an experimental sip.

Steve slid into the open seat next to him, dipping his finger into the whipped cream and dabbing Eddie’s nose before licking it up. This led to an inevitable war of whipped cream till they were both sticky with caramel and laughing breathlessly, the rest of Corroded Coffin watching silently.

“Hey Steve,” Gareth said, catching the younger boy’s attention, “Wanna go on a date with Eddie tonight?”

It was like the very air stopped still.

“I’m sorry?” Steve asked, his voice raising up about five octaves. Eddie placed his palms flat on the table, giving his former best friend a triple layer death glare.

“Gareth!” Eddie hissed.

“You’re being a baby bitch about it,” He said, shrugging unapologetically and looking far too casual for the absolute chaos he was creating.

“Eddie thinks you're nice and hot,” Frank tacked on. Eddie let out what could only be described as a primal screech, mentally preparing to murder his bandmates right after Steve got up and ordered them all to leave his cafe and never return.

“He’s scared to make the first move, so we’re making it for him,” Jeff stated, driving the final nail into Eddie’s coffin. “Please go out with him. He’s a mess and he needs someone who can force him to eat a vegetable every once in a while.”

“Oh my god,” Eddie said quietly to himself, burying his face in his hands. He was going to have to throw himself into the Quarry, or let a semi run him over. There was no coming back from this. None.

“Eds?”

He didn’t want to look up. He just wanted to just stay right here until he actually turned to stone. Maybe he could. Maybe he just never needed to move again.

But he did look up, because it was Steve, and Eddie was a total goner for him.

“Are your friends fucking with me, or do you actually want to go on a date?” Steve asked shyly, looking at Eddie with those stupid big eyes that made him want to give Steve the entire goddamn world.

He couldn’t give him the whole world. That wasn’t possible. But, Eddie could give him the truth.

Or, he could give Steve a part of the truth, at least.

“I actually want to go on a date,” Eddie admitted, taking the leap. He wrapped a curl around his finger and chewed nervously on his ring, unable to look Steve in the eye. “But only if you want to, I mean.”

There was a full fifteen seconds of silence in which Eddie was sure he was going to lose his mind. Then a gentle hand pressing at his jaw, turning his head so he was looking Steve in the eye.

“Well, I have to check that Joyce can watch Dustin, but if it’s okay, why don’t you meet me at The Hawk tonight at 7:00. I’ll get the tickets if you buy the popcorn?” He offered, cheeks a deep red.

“Sounds good,” Eddie agreed breathlessly, feeling his heart attempt to leap straight out of his chest and into Steve’s hands.

“Then it’s a date,” Steve said, biting on his lip to try and hold back the huge smile trying to make its way onto his face. “I’m gonna get you a real coffee.”

Steve was up and gone in the blink of an eye, practically flying into the cafe and disappearing into the back despite all of the coffee supplies being right up front. Eddie watched him go, dazed and shocked as the rest of his bandmates shared victorious high fives and happy whoops.

“What just happened?!” Eddie practically screamed the second his brain came back online.

Tags: @dangdirtydemons @excaliburstark

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writerblue275 · 9 days

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Current WIPs (updating list)

Requested WiPs (will generally work on in order they’re sent in):

Heartsteel members with a Vastayan partner Headcanons: I’ve been doing research so I have a better understanding of the Vastaya!

NSFW A-Z with True Damage!Yasuo Headcanon: 😲😲 What’s this? Me stepping into other parts of the LoL Musicverse??? (Lol I know I do like almost all Heartsteel stuff but I am a fan of the other musicverse groups!) I’m gonna do my best to do this request justice for the younger sword DJ brother. (Funny that I haven’t even done one of these yet for Heartsteel!Yone.)

Heartsteel with Reader!Partner that has an obsessive habit Headcanons: So this is super relatable to me as someone with severe anxiety that causes me to have such habits. That being said, I’m going to take a bit to write this one since I know this can be a very sensitive topic. While I wholeheartedly think mental health is something that must be talked about, I want to cover this topic in a way that still allows for people to find my writing to be somewhat of a safe space.

Dad!Heartsteel Yone Headcanon: Specifically GIRL DAD!YONE!!!! Oh I am SO EXCITED FOR THIS ONE. I initially saw Yone as a boy dad, but the more I thought about it I was just like….. “Nah this Anon is totally right. I NEED to write Yone with at least one daughter! That’s too cute of a thought.”

Dad!Heartsteel Aphelios Headcanon: This I’m changing up from the pregnant!reader format I’ve been doing for the others. @milksuu (who I’m a big fan of) has such an EXCELLENT one of these for Aphelios already and I really don’t think I could/would add or change much of anything. So for this we’re doing Aphelios with a partner (reader) who is already a single parent!

NSFW Reader distracting Heartsteel!Yone to get attention when it’s fucking late and he’s working.

Heartsteel comforting reader when upset/frustrated. (Both requested and not)

Non-requested WiPs (will work on as inspired):

Base-lore!Aphelios and Lunari Healer!Reader: I have the concept written down but I need to make an outline and such. I think this might be my next multi-chapter fic?

Something with Base-lore!Yone: This is just a brewing concept at the moment. A little angsty?

NSFW One-shot sequel to The One That Can Break My Heart (My FWB/Base-lore!Ezreal multi-chapter fic): 👀 Like I said in one of the chapters, I enjoy this universe and want to go back to it. Maybe my first attempt at writing smut. Lord help us all.

Kisses with Heartsteel Headcanons: I’m keeping the requested first kiss headcanon to just first kisses. This is more kisses in general.

Heartsteel with a fellow musically-gifted partner Headcanons: Listen as someone who was professionally trained in singing (pro choir and voice lessons), as well as took piano and viola lessons, I’m so excited to write this??

Heartsteel cuddle Headcanons

What it’s like to sleep with Heartsteel Headcanons: As in literally sleep in a bed with each member. SFW!

Some Headcanons for Arcane!Viktor: I haven’t written for him NEARLY enough.

I hope you’re looking forward to what is coming. I know I am! ☺️💙

#writerblue275 works in progress #my writing #requests #original stuff #will update

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Ooh question, you mentioned rewatching as an adult, and I'm curious, what kinds of things do you view differently now? I'm rereading the manga after a long time too, and the big thing I'm noticing is that I have more compassion now, especially towards characters who I didn't realize reminded me of myself and not in the best ways 😂 And especially during part 1 I found myself wondering why we don't see their parents more often (for those who still have them) and who took care of them growing up (for the others).

I have felt similar!! Ok I’m gonna maybe list stuff out on what I’ve noticed I view differently.

Very long post under the cut of me rambling (again)!

1. My Opinion on What I Consider Good Media Has Changed

Starting with this one as I feel it’s a big overarching thing that’ll dictate all my other opinions and thoughts. I’ve watched, read, and listened to A LOT of other series and media since I first started watching Naruto (also you know life experience and such), so I have a better idea of what is ��good” media and what is “bad.” When I was younger, I considered Naruto to be the best of the best, but I don’t think that now (as far as anime that title now goes to FMA:B it’s very good please watch it if you haven’t oh my god). It has a lot of flaws, some endearing and others… not so much. Granted that’s any piece of media. Nothing is perfect (not even FMA:B). But despite that, I’ve also learned that it’s ok to still enjoy it!! Imo it’s not all bad, I mean, we’re still here discussing it yea?

I guess the TLDR of this part is: it’s cringe but that’s ok cuz life is short and we should enjoy the stuff we like.

2. Female Characters/Feminism

I feel like, while these are different topics, they’re very linked together in how I watch Naruto now so I’m putting them together. When I was younger, I didn’t like really any of the female cast (except Tenten). I found them “annoying,” to put it simply. Sakura always chasing after Sasuke?? Lame. Ino being obsessed with her looks?? Shallow. Hinata losing to Neji? Weak. I began to think that I didn’t like those characters because I didn’t like female characters mostly as a whole (which is kinda hilarious cuz I did start making Chihiro back then who does in fact identify as a woman LOL!!). But this negative attitude towards female characters not only leaked into how I consumed other media, but how I saw myself and other women irl. Like I distinctly remember believing that a woman could never beat a guy in anything. Which is uh… not true!! And kinda fucked up!!!

Now that I’m older I just realize that kishimoto doesn’t know how to write women all that well. Imo, it’s not the girls’ faults, it’s their creator. Which is disappointing but also freeing almost?? Plus, I can now appreciate what good they do have to offer!! (I talked a little about the konoha 12 girls and what I like about them in this ask in case you’d like details on individual characters)

I think also being exposed to other fans with differing opinions and views has helped me with this as well. When I first started watching I didn’t really go online (wasn’t a thing in Cuba plus I wasn’t really interested), so I didn’t really have other perspectives to bounce off of.

Also wanted to add that there are definitely parts of the show I laughed off before but you know, just are not acceptable nowadays. Mainly thinking of Shikamaru talking down on girls/women, Neji made a rude comment about girls too (that Tenten corrected him on tho thank you queen), and some bits that could be perceived as a little transphobic (I’m not trans tho so I don’t wanna speak for them on that bit). Its viewpoints that I feel are a product of the time, but does not make the overall series bad per se.

3. Seeing Other Children as a Child VS as an Adult

Ngl since I grew up with Naruto, I feel as if I will always see them as my peers in a sense. If anything, almost like the “older kids” in school. Like I don’t know if this is a common perception, but I remember when I was like in 2nd grade I saw 6th graders as like tiny adults, but then when I was in 6th grade I saw 2nd graders as like babies. Does that make sense?? Anyway, it’s interesting rewatching Naruto as an adult and seeing my “peers” when they were younger. I remember thinking that 12 & 13 year olds were badass and cool and practically ready for the real world (I was like 8 or 9 when I first started watching leave me alone), and being amazed at stuff like the chunin exams. Nowadays my brain just kinda goes “why are we letting these CHILDREN go to war???” It’s a similar story with like the sensei. Thinking they’re so experienced and old and… now I’m the same age as them and I’m still young!!

4. Might Gai is Cringe and I Love Him For That

The way I didn’t appreciate this man when I was a kid is a CRIME. Teaching his students (and friends) that it’s important to find joy in life is SO IMPORTANT and Gai just does an EXCELLENT job with that!! He strives to be a source of light for the people in his life, and to show others it’s important to smile and laugh from time to time. It warms my cold dead grownup heart what can I say. There’s a line in OG Naruto after Lee beats Sasuke in their fight before the chunin exams, where Naruto turns to Sasuke and Sakura as their cringing at Lee and Gai and says, “actually, it’s kinda sweet how they’re all hugging and stuff!” And that kinda summarizes my thoughts on them.

TLDR Might Gai is cringe but he is free and I love him so much for that.

5. Seeing Myself in Characters I Didn’t Before

Off the top of my head, the three characters I see myself in more so now than when I was younger is definitely Choji, Lee, and Tenten.

I was never popular growing up, especially when I moved back to the US after living in Cuba. Kids just didn’t wanna play with me or have me on their sports teams, so I was purposefully left out oftentimes, kinda like how choji was when he was younger. Rewatching that part made me cry honestly HAHA I saw myself so clearly. I’m also plus size so the beauty standards he has to deal with really speak to me. I remember Shikamaru telling him one time that girls don’t have to be skinny to be pretty and I would be lying if that didn’t give me a huge amount of confidence in myself.

Rock Lee’s story has always been top notch, but as someone who chose to specialize in a path that I didn’t really have natural talent for myself it REALLY speaks to me now. I’ll be 100% honest, I was never really one of those “been drawing since I could hold a pencil” kind of kids. I liked it, but I didn’t really consider myself any good until like 8th grade or so. Anyway, there’s this scene where Lee is crying at the training grounds cuz he’s scared that, no matter how hard he works, it’ll all be for nothing and that he’ll always be a loser, and uh… had to turn the show off cuz that struck WAAAAAAAY too close to home for me as an artist with a… let’s be real, a failing art business. Anyway, he inspires me though to keep going cuz this is what brings me joy. I may take longer than most, but that doesn’t mean I’m less of a person for it.

Tenten I’ve honestly seen a lot of myself in even when I was younger! But there’s this filler episode that goes into detail on how she tried really hard to be just like Tsunade, since that was her dream since she was little. Turns out she doesn’t have the capacity to do that (not being able to do medical ninjutsu well, etc), but she finds her own strengths along the way. What really spoke to me was letting go of your childhood dreams. It’s hard. It feels like you’re failing in a way. But Tenten was able to persevere and find a new and even better path forward for herself. And that’s just amazing. I love seeing that, and it helps me feel as if I too and maybe find my path.

6. Final Thoughts and Random Little Things

I think it’s also safe to say that I can pick up on story flaws (I’m looking at you 4th great ninja war arc) and inconsistencies (how the heck does the hyuga clan work wtf). It’s a long series and nowadays you can binge the whole thing in one sitting (I don’t recommend that please take care of yourself). Back in my day I had to wait a whole week to watch the next 26 minute episode with commercials in between. Also I was a kid. AHAHA!! But again, long series, so I’m sure Kishi forgot about certain details while he was being pushed to continue the series.

Also my views on certain things that happened in the series changed based on what I know what happens later, which I find to be quite fun!

Overall I still enjoy the series, both for similar reasons as I did back in the day (Neji) and for new reasons!! Flaws and all. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk

#chit chat #naruto #naruto meta

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autisticempathydaemon · 3 months

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im here for the redacted matches thingy if ur still doing them !!

What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why? - turn the lights off by tally hall, specifically the lyric ‘everybody likes to get taken for turns, to see how bright the fire inside of us burns’ bc it scratches the right itch in my brain and reminds me of my horror obsessed friends 😋

What is your Enneagram type? - type 2 helper

Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why? - i love wendigoons ones, especially his fnaf lore and vhs tape ones !

Tell me about your childhood imaginary friend. - i used to be obsessed with the rainbow magic fairy books when i was younger and my favourite was heather the violet fairy so whenever i’d see anything purple i’d imagine she was with me

What is your go-to way to fall asleep? - listening to lana del rey, any redacted video or the new jersey rats

If you had to change your name, what would it be, and why? (In tandem, if you have changed your name, why did you pick that one?) - probably lilian, idrk why it’s just a really pretty name

What is your favorite of Redacted’s audios, and why? - regulus’s rewriting your memories video, it’s so creepy i love it

What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don’t get the hype for. (I won’t judge, I promise.) - DAVID. (also avior but i haven’t listened to any of his audios bc when i did i had a panic attack)

Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to. - mean girls lmfao

Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend? - asher or huxley !!

Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.) - usually my cats but my friends have said i started waffling about ash from fantastic mr fox then passed straight out more than once ??

Tell me your go-to gas station and drink combo. - unfortunately i am british so anyone i can find as long as it’s not on fire

Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment. - this 12 hour long playlist called pancakes (all of my playlists are named after breakfast foods) that has every song i’ve ever liked on it

What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why? - audio roleplays bc it’s been my coping mechanism for so long i don’t remember why it started 😭🙏

And whatever else you think tells me about who you are! - erm im an ENFP i have ocd im a hello kitty girl im obsessed w melanie martinez and i have a weird obsession of the psychology behind yanderes :D

There are so many reasons, big and small, for this pairing, and that’s why I like it. Personalities need to match, of course, but also you and Milo and all your cats are gonna make such a cute, blended family.

Your personality types give me the vibe of an energetic, outgoing person- effusive, fun, and interesting which would make you such a good match for Milo who has a similar temperament. I factored your OCD and panic attacks in my choice since it’s canon Milo handles his partner’s anxiety and intrusive thoughts well. I also based my choice off your being a horror fan and British, because it’s so silly to pair that scaredy cat with horror fans, and I think y’all’s accents would be fun together- just so many reasons, like I said, big and small, for why I think y’all would be a cute match.

I can’t imagine a cozier home than the one you two will share. It’s so fun to imagine the process of the two of you getting used to each other’s cats and them getting used to each other. (Marie really has her work cut out for her when she cat-sits.) I can so clearly picture you watching a Wendigoon iceberg video and Milo walking in like “Jesus Christ, Sweetheart, this is how long?!” Also, Milo doesn’t really get Sanrio, but he gets you a little Hello Kitty something whenever he can, maybe one of those blind boxes he hears Angel talking about all the time~

Song:

If I lay here/ If I just lay here/ Would you lie with me and just forget the world?/ Forget what we're told/ Before we get too old/ Show me a garden that's bursting into life/ Let's waste time/ Chasing cars/ Around our heads

One, this is a perfect, classic, romantic song. If Milo doesn’t know all the words on his own volition, he knows all the words because his parents love it. Two, you could be an adorable shitstarter and use this as an opportunity to make a wolf, shifter, dog, chasing cars joke.

Runner-ups:

Huxley is a runner-up because his affectionate, soothing manner would be a really good match for a Type Two partner, especially one who might deal with anxious, compulsive behaviors. James, I like because I think he needs an Extrovert partner to get him out of his shell. Also, I think he’d really like your cats once he gets to know them.

note: thank you for waiting and submitting an entry 💜

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

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nani-nonny · 1 year

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Scrapped Ideas for LCD

(Since I stated in the recent chapter that LCD is about 2 or 3 chapters to completion, I thought I’d share some of my thought process behind planning out LCD.)

Lowkey spoilers for Leonardo Come Down

Originally, LCD was going to be more focused on just the Leonardos. F!Leo was going to kidnap P!Leo when the kids were on patrols and F!Leo would attempt to k-word P!Leo away from the turtles. But with P!Leo’s portals, the turtles would save P!Leo but kill F!Leo in the process.

That would have ended way too soon, and sucked bc it would just be a cast of just the turtles and F!Leo.

So I revised the story and focused more on the revenge part of F!Leo. That led to mass murderer F!Leo but on a larger scale, starting with the Hidden City. Havoc would ensue in the Hidden City, enough to reach New York where human beings were gossiping about people going missing (these people were yokai in disguise). This would result in the turtles finding out through April who told them about it because of her fear of any one she knows bumping into this murderer.

Then I thought, yeah I’m not writing all that, it’ll hurt to write it all and it would make it seem more that he was killing for the hell of it. So I cut it short, (this is when I listening to a playlist when Achilles Come Down came on) and revised it some more while focusing on Achilles’ story.

Achilles’ was known as a brave warrior whose story is about weakness even in the strongest, what with his weakness being his ankle due to his mother(?) dipping him in a river that granted him strength(?) (forgive the inaccuracies I haven’t brushed up in my Greek mythology in a whole minute).

As I’ve mentioned before, I was influenced by Casey calling F!Leo the “greatest ninja the world has ever seen” but I was also inspired by a person in Achilles’ story.

Achilles’ lover, Patroclus. I know people ship Yuichi Usagi with Rise Leo so Yuichi was going to be “Patroclus” in LCD. (If you didn’t know, I’m a bit of a fan of writing romance so it was kind of right up my alley.) Yuichi was going to be an unrequited crush that F!Leo had but died in the war due to F!Leo’s “faults” as a leader and fighter in the resistance.

But then I scrapped it because I didn’t want the story to become too heavily dependent on Achilles’ story and I didn’t want Yuichi to be reduced to just a dead lover (or I guess unrequited lover). As cute as they would have been, i didn’t want the story to be focused solely on their unrequited love since I wanted it to be more about F!Leo’s revenge on his younger self and those who did him wrong in the future. (Another reason is because I don’t really know Yuichi’s character that much since I didn’t watch his show, and I didn’t want to bash on it using my limited knowledge I’ve attained from leosagi content. That and I’m not really interested in the ship although I’ve seen some cute stuff that almost got me.)

Here’s a snippet of that F!Leo|Yuichi dialogue since I didn’t delete it (in case I wanted to write my own if I get swooped in by the leosagi content and actually watch the show):

“Who did you lose in the war?”

“Dad, Draxum, Big Mama, Raph, Donnie, Mikey, April, Piebald, Sunita, Cassandra, Yu—…”

“Yu? Who was Yu?”

“No… Yuichi… Yuichi Usagi. He was my… He was a good friend. When Mikey was using his mystic powers to search for a solution, he accidentally opened a portal to another dimension. That’s when Yuichi and his friends were sucked into our war. We meant to send him home before the war got too serious… but it was too late. He died because I wasn’t good enough.”

Yeah, poor Yuichi and his friends got wrapped up in a war they never would have been a part of if F!Mikey was a bit more proficient in making portals. Yuichi was going to be someone who F!Leo could depend on, and their first close interaction was due to Raph’s death.

But Yuichi never made it to the final cut, although you could argue he is a part of the people F!Leo mentions in ch.2, “You killed everyone I ever loved, Leo.”

Then that led to bringing in Casey because I love that sweet boy. So I changed it up and made it more focused on casey’s and P!Leo’s relationship with F!Leo. I also put some focus on how F!Mikey became the reliable, lovable peepaw that Casey went to because F!Leo pushed him away. That’s why you see some of that Mikey and Casey relationship through Casey’s past with F!Mikey and Casey’s present with P!Mikey.

Hope this was a fun lil post to read about LCD’s making, it honestly felt harder to plan out than DMD solely because it isn’t like the traditional F!Leo fics that have a lot of wholesome vibes.

That being said, I’m lowkey excited that LCD is coming to a close soon. Mainly because I get to delve into his character post story in Peepaw interviews and put some focus on WDS (maybe the oneshots that I pushed aside too).

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmntfanficwip #rottmnt future leo #future leo au #future leo returns to the past with casey au #leonardo come down rottmnt #leonardo come down #future leonardo

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weizhiyuan · 1 year

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8 Shows To Get To Know Me

Thank u for tagging me @jyuubin!!

Invader zim

I was a big nick/cartoon network kid & invader zim is just such a classic. I would watch the shit out of it, I’ve bought the whole series, the whole deal. When I was little I based my identity off of gir and when I was rewatching not too long ago I realized I still have so many lines memorized… it’s so silly and stupid and smart and gross I love it

My babysitter’s a vampire

Since this is a get to know me tag we’re like going through time with these series. This is another one I have lines memorized from! If I were to say which character I am it would be Rory and that is Important to know. A bunch of my friends love it too and we’ve rewatched it together it’s so fun whenever we do <3 another classic if u ask me

Merlin

If u asked me in like 2015-2017ish what my fav show is I probably would’ve said Merlin. And it stayed up there as a fav show for a WHILE. I’ve never been able to rewatch it bc of like. The Pain the finale caused me but I was obsessed with it when I did watch it. I had some huge multiship mindset going when I watched it and was shipping basically everyone together which I don’t think I’ve done for any other show… I watched tf out of the bts for it too. Like I was kinda in deep…

Skam/druck/skam austin

Is it cheating if I put a show and my two fav remakes LMAO… I’m a big skam girlie. We should all know this. I made this acc when druck was airing as a skam + remakes blog. I had a skam austin username for the longest time (rip gracefulnosplinters). The og is such a classic and gave me some of my fav pan rep (so did druck)! I was so so so obsessed and in my heart I still am. I’ll defend skam austin to the ends of the earth. I met some of the druck cast members (heyyy Lukas). I lived and breathed those clip drops in real time like they were AIR. I completed the Norwegian duolingo course and my streak is still going. But really which skam viewer has ever been not entirely invested in the series. I’ll stop now cuz I could talk Forever about it all…

The untamed

Oh god. If you knew me when I first watched cql I’m genuinely so sorry… I would NOT shut up. It was every other word out of my mouth. I related every goddamn thing I saw to the show. It consumed me for MONTHS. As in I literally couldn’t watch anything else until a few months later after binging all sorts of bts, adaptations, and reading parts of the novel (funny thing is I still haven’t seen all adaptations/everything lmao). I always say it’s a good thing I couldn’t legally drive people when I was in this phase cuz I ONLY listened to/played the fucking character osts in the car for months like I knowww my mom was sick of it (she’s the only one who had to deal with me in the car lmfao). It was also the first time I ever actually made a sideblog for anything. I found the show at a very fitting time in my life too. Probably one of the hardest times ever but some of the themes in the series stuck with me in ways that felt so personal. A lot of love here

Kinnporsche

Another one I was super invested in at the time. Would not shut tf up about vegaspete. Very annoying about. Rewatched tf out of it. You know the drill. The few months I spent watching it was so eventful

HIStory2: crossing the line

Okay I think I’m really just in a HIStory mood lately but this fucking show. THESE TWO. YU HAO AND ZI XUAN. WHAT THE FUCK. The best way I can explain this is in a way no one else can understand: it appeals to a younger part of me in a very specific way. Like it’s scary. The chemistry is insane like going back to it after about a year still made me feel the exact same crazy way. One of the greatest losses caused by covid was the sequel that got cancelled 💔

Bad buddy

We all saw this coming. Gotta end with a bang. My favorite ql of all time. Insane to experience live and such a perfectly crafted show (thx p’aof). Layers upon layers of depth to write about (which like tbh every bad buddy fan basically has, me included). Just so much to love. Speaking of love: milklove origins too!!! We get it all from one silly little series. I remember exactly where I was so vividly when I experienced so many iconic scenes. It’s legendary!

I’m gonna tag @dumpsterslugz (I can tag you in things like this now >:D) @pondphuwin @heart-ming @markpakin & anyone else who wants 2 do this !!

#sorry this took a bit to do I was at school fjhsjf #tysm for tagging me again!!!#also one show almost made the cut and I went back and forth deleting and adding it but eventually just… No #tag game #b.txt

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kyberblade · 2 years

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Hi bestie! It’s officially your birth month 🥳 (it’s super cool that you get the spooky month as your birth month, I’m incredibly jealous) and you did ask for people to talk about songs or just our fave idiots in love which I’m more than happy to oblige.

First on song recs (I haven’t gotten around to looking at the playlist yet, I’m so sorry. I promise I’ll give it a look but I’m actually typing this while on a break from crocheting an entire cardigan as a present for my friend’s birthday and it’s eating up all my free time. Plz send bandaids for my fingers 😵‍💫) but Like Real People Do by Hozier screams the cute dummies so well I’m my head. It’s just so dreamy and sweet and ugh I have to link one of my favorite songs to my kiddos. Also, This Side of Paradise by Coyote Theory is definitely something I hear and go “it’s tHEM” so yeah ☺️ (honorable mention to one of my most played songs of the year Simple Things by Ziggy Alberts but it’s not completely perfect. I just love it and I’m a sucker for cute love songs and thinking of ideas to do with my ships even if they exist only in a fic)

And I could talk about the big dumb idiots (I love them so much-) all day without pause. I think about them a lot ngl especially when I’d rather be reading on tumblr than doing other things. I genuinely get excited when I get notifications for your account. I’m fairly softhearted so they really fuel my serotonin with all the fluff. I actually started reading the series way before I got into anything in the Star Wars franchise (I legit just watched my first Star Wars movie a couple weeks ago. My nerd parents have been disappointed by me for the past 22 years oops-) because it was in my recommended on my main page and it looked promising so I gave it a shot. I love the relationships and chemistry you’ve given them and I fall into the headspace of actually having a Mando in my life while reading (I seriously wish I did, I mean look at him) and while I’m not a fan of kids, my heart just melts at the sight of Grogu so them coparenting him makes me smile until my cheeks hurt. I swear it’s so cute and sweet, I can’t handle it.

I adore you and you’re such a joy to talk to, you’re probably the nicest person I’ve met online and I enjoy our convos so much. Happy birth month, I hope every day is filled to the brim with only the best things and ideas and vibes! You deserve it 💛

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 <—- Okay, but no really, this is the face I was making while reading this.

Thank you! Oh man, I’m not all into the spooky part, but I absolutely love Fall, it’s my favorite season I think.

Absolutely no problem that you haven’t listened to it, I haven’t even linked the second one yet. Oh my gosh, I would send you all the bandaids! I can crochet a rope, and that’s it! 😆😂🤣 I’m jealous…. 👀

Oh my gosh, I LOVE all those songs, I’ll add them! Simple Things is 🤌🏻👌🏻 because it makes me think of how all the reader really wanted (and is fascinated by) is stuff on various planets, like the ocean, and all Din wants is to make that happen, to make her smile, because it makes his day a little brighter when she does. Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!! Perfect song is perfect. (I almost exclusively think, “How could I fic this?” when I hear songs lol! So I get it.)

You say the nicest things…. ☺️😊 Thank you, and I’m glad you are enjoying my idiots as much as I am. And I’m honored to be your SW intro. It’s a blaster shot right to my nerd heart that became obsessed with SW when I think I was 12 if not younger. Which movie did you see? (I was on your recommended page??? 👀 👀 👀 👀) You’re the second person to say that I’ve made them look at Din differently, and Grogu, and that makes my writers heart so extremely full and happy. 😁😄

Thank you! 🥹🥹

Again, this is honestly one of the nicest messages I think I have gotten in my many years on this hell site, and I completely screamed and flailed and just stared at my phone when I read it. Thank you for making my day, and I hope the rest of yours is utter fantasticness. (It’s a word. Because I said so. There.)

#i said something #back to you #sometimes people talk to me #my bday month #how do i encounter such amazing people

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cryptidqueerr · 1 year

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I posted 4,084 times in 2022

That's 95 more posts than 2021!

109 posts created (3%)

3,975 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@drownedinlight

@ukulelekatie

@bushy-haired-know-it-all

@ximajs

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I tagged 499 of my posts in 2022

#he lives in queue - 170 posts

#text - 167 posts

#cr spoilers - 26 posts

#critical role - 22 posts

#gideon the 9th - 21 posts

#tlovm - 14 posts

#tlovm spoilers - 11 posts

#the locked tomb - 8 posts

#laura plays d&d - 6 posts

#critical role spoilers - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i’d add to this that miyazaki took a book written by an english woman who lived through wwii that had war as a backdrop but centered people

My Top Posts in 2022:

i’m your biggest fan, i’ll follow you because i love you, nosfer, nosferatu

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i s2g if you’re new here from twitter you had better not bring all that over-the-top asshole behavior over here and start trying to bully our nice celebrities out of town. this isn’t like twitter, this isn’t a vehicle for your stunted rage, you don’t get to just throw bullshit around and get a power trip off being a dick to someone more famous than you. they’ve been here longer than you and by god they’ll be here after if I have anything to say about it

145 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

me every day reading a new letter from my friend jonathan harker or, alternatively, receiving no new communication from my friend jonathan harker:

496 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

okay real serious talk from your internet big sister: i really need y’all to be prepared for conservatives to retake a lot of societal ground in the next few years. there are so many younger people, especially young queer people, who don’t remember the bush era, don’t remember the 2000’s, who only see society as it is now where left/liberal ideologies really dominate the general social fabric and are going to have a really rough time when conservatives start controlling a lot of the social dialogue. a lot of what we’ve been used to being able to avoid because the really blatant conservative messaging has mostly kept to itself might be about to become mainstream. their beliefs are going to start to show up the TV you watch, the advertising you see, the music you listen to. it’s going to feel like losing ground, losing time, being pushed out of spaces where you were welcomed and acknowledged.

this isn’t to scare you, honestly. we lived through it not so long ago and still pushed through and got here, we’ll do it again. it’s just to make you aware and let you know that if you do start seeing those kinds of messages or start seeing the representation that you love go away, it’s going to be okay. people haven’t suddenly regressed around you - the assholes just got louder. you’re still loved and welcomed and you can still find places to have a home, they just might be a little harder to find for a while. but people will always work to push things forward again, and even if we lose now we will get back one day ❤️

4,792 notes - Posted May 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

i am here to tell you that it is okay for there to be good things in your life right now. to celebrate the little, local, personal wins. it is okay for today to be a good day for you, even when there is so much bad in the world. actually, if you’ll permit me to tell you a secret: it is absolutely imperative when the world at large is this bad that you enjoy the moments that are good. sing because you are in love, for the first time or for the first time in a long time. celebrate a good grade, good work feedback, a successful dessert finally achieved. sleep in a bit of sun and enjoy feeling safe and warm and comfortable. it doesn’t mean you don’t care. it doesn’t make you callous or cold. you know bad things are happening but you also need, desperately, to know that not all things are bad. find it when you can, and enjoy it without guilt, and if you need permission then here it is, freely given

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #false

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takecareluv · 2 years

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heyy <3 how are you doing?

i just wanted to say how much i love your blog and your cute little fics! it gives me such a feeling of comfort and peace and you come off as such a nice and genuine person!! also if you're looking for new music to listen to i would really recommend you to listen to zayn (if you don't already idk) i am IN LOVE with his whole discography and i don't know why but the vibe of his song Connexion really reminds me of your account lmao

anyways i love you and hope you're doing well <3

hi !! i’m doing great, how are you lovely?

you’re making me blush ☺️ thank you for the kind words, you’re too sweet to me <3

&& thank u for the music recommendation !! i’ll be honest i haven’t listened to zayn’s music as much as i should. i used to be a big fan of one direction when i was younger! and ngl last year i had a solid few weeks where the only song i listened to was pillow talk by him 😭 i was obsessed & still that song can only be played on full blast always. so i definitely will check out more of his music now that you say it !!!

i also will immediately be listening to the song connexion. the fact that you said it reminds me of me & my account is everything to me. you really just pulled on my heart strings 🥺🥺 i love uuu

#answered asks

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sora-river-of-bastet · 2 years

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Ah Tumblr fanfic era, it’s nice to see you again. So I haven’t written a fanfic in a HOT minute. So don’t judge me too harshly, but also like expect this to be a long running thing because I like books 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also, if you’re an Eddie fan, this one is definitely for you and will eventually mature to 18+ content. So if you’re a minor, please don’t react and keep scrolling. Thanks 🤙🏼 (also ignore the wonky spacing, I copy pasted this from my google doc and I don’t know how to fix it 😬)

Also, Please don’t steal my story, you may share it but don’t put it in another platform unless you credit my tumblr. Thanks 🤙🏼 and again Do not take this from me!

“Now Entering Hawkins”

Man, I couldn’t believe I was finally getting to move back here. It has been about 5 years since I had moved away when my parents divorced. My dad had wanted to leave this town behind so he took me, unwillingly I might add, with him to live in his home town in Missouri. My mom on the other hand was born and raised here, so of course she stayed and kept the house. My lucky shit of a brother got to stay with mom in Hawkins, and while I was happy for him I envied him for a long time and it kept me from talking with him as much as I should’ve. However the last few years I have worked on talking to him more, and man was he either living a crazy life or he was going to make a fantastic author if that's what he decided to be when he grows up. Now that it was my Senior year and I was 18, dad let me move back in with my mom, so I will get to see her and make up for lost time with him too. School didn’t start back from winter for another week but I was excited to reunite with my friends, Robin Buckley, and Steve Harrington. An odd assortment I know, but I didn’t really have a friend group per say, until I found out Robin and Steve actually became good friends after working together at Scoops Ahoy over the summer. Well, before the mall burnt down anyways. And apparently Harrington was pretty popular with my brother too, they talked about each other non stop, looks like my brother was a good influence on Steve too, as he toned down his cocky attitude some over the last year and a half or so.

As I was lost in thought reminiscing on how much fun o used to have here and thinking of all the fun I could have now that I was back I heard a tapping on the window. “Shit!” I yelped and looked around frantically, jolted from my day dream.

“Welcome home sunshine!!!” I heard a familiar voice call from the other side of the window. I looked out to see my mom smiling widely. I hopped out of the car and enveloped her in a tight hug. “I am so happy to have you home again” She chuckled at my shared enthusiasm.

“I have a surprise for you.”She gestured toward the house where I saw a big banner on our garage that read “Welcome Home Avery Henderson! Hawkins missed you!” And on either side stood Steve and Robin. Standing next to Steve was my younger brother Dustin, his semi toothless grin as bright as ever as he bickered with Steve about who got to tell me something.

“You haven’t changed a bit Dusty Bun” I laugh and hug my Dustin.

“Ugh Avery,” he whines, “who told you about that?” He pouts and glares at Steve and Robin. I just laugh and do the “my lips are sealed” gesture of zipping my lips and throwing away the key.

“Don’t worry, I won’t embarrass you with that name at school,” I promise, he seems to visibly relax so I throw in a “maybe” and a wink.

“It’s nice to have you back Avery!”

“We missed you SO much”

Steve and Robin envelope me in a tight group hug.

“Your dad is seriously the worst for taking you away from us,” Robin groans as we step out of the hug. “Oh! Steve and I have a surprise for you! And we have so much to catch up on, Steve can drive us to school in the mornings until you get a car. But just to warn you he is picky about his precious car….” I listen to Robin ramble about her excitement for classes and everything we are going to get to do together for senior year as Steve and I grab my bags and carry them into my house. Some might find her talkative rambling annoying, but I find it comforting, it means I never have to be the one to come up with something to talk about when she’s around, she’ll make anything into a conversation.

“Ok Robin, enough let Avery tell us how her trip went before we show her our surprise!” Steve butts in to Robins sentence after we have finished some of my unpacking. I only unpacked some of my Knick knacks to decorate my bedroom to better match my current tastes instead of the tastes I had as a middle schooler. Although I have to admit some of those never changed, I think to myself as I eye the corner of a middle school talent show participants list and my eyes catch on the name “Corrupted Coffin” and I smile to myself slightly.

“Earth to Avery,” Steve and Dustin snap their fingers in front of my face.

Shit, when did I zone out this time, “yeah, yeah what is the surprise, I’m ready to go” I hop up enthusiastically and am whisked away to Dustin’s room where I’m met with, great a walkie talkie, what a wonderful surprise. What a bunch of dinguses. I think to myself as a radio mic is showed excitedly into my hands.

“Dustin,” I start to whine, but I’m cut off by a new voice.

“Is that your sister?” A girls voice comes from the speaker on the other end.

“Yeah Suzy, she’s awesome! You’re going to love her! She finally got to come home and live here instead of with our dad!” Dustin chimes in happily.

“We thought she was fake too until 4th of July” Steve whispers as I stand speechless holding the other mic. Robin nods, showing that she was just as shocked when she found out, “she’s a real wiz, she saved our butts” she whispers in agreement with Dustin’s enthusiasm for the girl.

“It’s nice to meet you, we’ll sort of” I say sheepishly over the mic, this has always been Dustin’s thing, I’d rather talk in person or write a letter than talk on a phone or walkie.

“You too! Dusty says your really smart and like to play DnD with him and his friends sometimes!” She answers.

I spend the next couple of hours chatting with Dustin, Suzy, Steve, and Robin, until we look at the clock and notice Robin’s curfew is soon. With that her and Steve leave and I head back to my room flopping on the bed exhausted, I fall asleep.

The next week flies by, between getting my room out together, hanging out with Steve and Robin, and spending time with Dustin and his friends, it feels like I only just got here and now school starts back up tomorrow.

I sigh, guess I better pick out my outfit for tomorrow. I think to myself as I finish braiding my chocolate brown hair. I stare at myself in the mirror to make sure I didn’t miss any hairs, all good. With that on to what to wear. I wanted to make a good impression on my first day, most of my classmates hadn’t seen me since 7th grade, and I’m sure they wouldn’t recognize me anyways, but I wanted to make a positive second first impression.

I grazed my hand through my closet, stopping on my favorite shirt. It was light purple plaid button up with small teal lines running up and down it to make the plaid pattern.

“You will do nicely,” I say as I hang the hanger on the closet door. I look over at the clock, seeing it was 9:30. “Guess that means it’s time for bed,” I sigh, Steve and Robin would be here bright and early to drive me to school so I definitely needed some shut eye.

“Please let me sleep well,” I whispered as I chugged the last of my lavender tea and switched on my moon lamp I made for my nightstand so I could read at night and also because I hated the dark. I closed my eyes and drifted off to a not so peaceful night. I kept dreaming of going to school and the students all calling me horrible names. Things like “Freak”, “Fatass”, and “Witch” still ran through my brain.

“It was just a dream,” I mumbled to myself as I put the finishing touches in my outfit and looked into the mirror. I was a mid-large size girl for sure, I wasn’t huge or anything, but I had a bit of a stomach and was widely built in the shoulders and hips with a large round butt, all of which I was self conscious about.

“No, Avery, you are a hot chick and anyone who things otherwise can go choke on a twig” I said firmly to myself as I put on a stern face and nodded approvingly at myself. I was a pretty girl, curves and all, I just had trouble seeing it sometimes, and the bad dreams last night didn’t help.

“Hurry up Avery we are going to be late!” Dustin burst into the room, knocking me into real time.

“Shit, shit, shit” I stammered as I grabbed my bag and ran out the door,”coming!”

Steve dropped us off and Dustin ran off to meet with Mike and Lucas. I took a deep breath I’m and exhaled, looking at Robin “ready to take on the rest of senior year?”

“You know it,” she replied shakily. I gave her a side fist bump and we walked into Hawkins High.

Robin showed me to all of my classes so far, And even though I only had a few with her, the day had been going well so far. I walked into the cafeteria at lunch time and saw Robin already sitting at a table, an empty seat, saved for me from what I could tell, next to her. I scanned the cafeteria for Dustin as I made my way over to sit with Robin. At the table across from ours I saw Dustin and his friends chatting eagerly with a group of boys my age wearing rock shirts and leather jackets. I chuckled to myself. Good ‘ole Dustin, always making friends so easily.

As I watched their exchange and listened to Robin and her other friends talk, a taller guy with a long dark mullet strode over to the group. He sat at the head of the table, giving me a direct view at his gorgeous face. He was extremely handsome, he wore a Metallica shirt with a leather jacket and a denim cut off jacket. My breath caught in my throat as his eyes caught mine. His lips turned up into a smirk as we stared at each other for a second before I tore my eyes away. Feeling my face redden I looked down, pretending to be interested in my food until I felt safe to look up at him again. He was laughing about something one of his tablemates had said, and if I thought his eyes were captivating, man his laugh was like music.

“You ok there?” I jumped as Robin nudged me. I blushed and pretended I had just been deep in thought.

“Yea, I was just thinking about what my last two classes of the day are going to look like,” I lied while sneaking a glance at the guy at Dustin’s table. I blushed even harder and looked back at Robin when I noticed him looking at me again. “Uh, Robin?”

“Yea Avery?”

“Who’s that guy sitting over there with Dustin?” I glanced over his way again sheepishly.

Robin smiled coyly “which one?”

“The one with the cut off denim jacket over his leather jacket”

“Oh, that’s Eddie Munson,” she says, “he runs the DnD club Dustin is in.”

Damn, I think to myself, Dustin attracts more hot guys than most girls. I chuckle at the thought and then finish eating my lunch.

When the bell rings Robin and I are talking about where my next class is, not paying attention to our surroundings. As I turn the table I bump into someone and drop my stuff.

“Shit I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention ,” I prattle and I bend down to grab my stuff. A ringed hand touches mine as we both grab for one of my notebooks at the same time and an electricity shoots through me. Startled, I look up to see Eddie haphazardly crouched over helping me gather my belongings. Our eyes meet for a second as I look at him and I feel my cheeks begin to burn as butterflies threaten to make my lunch resurface. I quickly look away and put my things back into my bag and stand up. As I do so Eddie hands me my notebooks he has managed to corral me with a small smirk on his face. He looks as if he’s about to say something when the bell rings again.

“Shit, I’m late to class,” I fumble with my backpack and start to walk off, then remembering that I was about to just leave him standing there I turn around. “Sorry for running into you, thanks for helping me pick up my stuff”

“Avery, we’re going to be late, let’s go!” Robin hollers from the cafeteria doorway, looking around to see the cafeteria is almost empty. I begin to hurry off so as not to make Robin late.

“Shit I’m sorry, coming!” I turn one last time towards Eddie and give a sheepish smile, “sorry again, uh, bye” I give a small wave and run off after Robin, butterflies still threatening to consume me and hand still alight with his touch.

The last classes of the day drones on, and I am disheartened at the thought that I may not have any classes with Eddie. God if I could just get him out of my head this day would go by so much faster. I think to myself as I doodle in my notebook absentmindedly. When the bell finally rings I’m relieved. Robin has class on the other side of the high school, so I was going to meet her and Dustin back at the parking lot to wait for Steve to pick us up. I was about to step out the doors when I saw a hellfire club poster and it caught my eye. It was a small poster, and had rude doodles on it, probably from other kids who were afraid of people who played the game, but it was well put together.

Hmm, they meet every Friday. I thought to myself, Guess that means no Dustin on Fridays. I sighed, that meant that Fridays would be boring for me, as I wasn’t into sports and Friday nights where the video store’s busiest night so Robin and Steve were almost always scheduled.

“You thinking of joining Avery?” Dustin asked excitedly from behind me. Scaring the shit out of me I jumped with a yelp and turned around. I breathed a sigh when it was only him, Lucas, and Mike standing there.

“I don’t know Dust, it’s halfway through the school year, I’m sure your campaign is in full swing,” I sighed as I resigned I wouldn’t be joining in on the fun, “besides, I haven’t played since I last joined in on your knuckle head’s journeys we used to have” I ruffled Mike and Lucas’s hair, earning a groan from each of them.

“But-“ they started to whine before I put I hand up.

“No, I will not be persuaded into joining, even if you do get cool shirts” I gave a stern look. “Now let’s go. I said and turned the three around while marching them out the door.

The next couple of months went by mostly the same, aside from running face first into Eddie’s chest at lunch. No, I admired him from a table away and just hoped he would notice me and come talk to me at some point. I was way too chicken to do it myself. I also spent that time dodging Robin and Steve’s questions about who had me all googly eyed if we saw him while we were out and about. They were easy, I could just laugh and say I was pretending to be Steve pining after Nancy and then bickering would start and we would get far away from the subject of my growing feelings for Eddie Munson.

Dustin on the other hand, was harder to shake. He would beg me to come to Hellfire and when my face would flush red he would question the hell out of me. I’ve faked so many colds over the past 3 months because of him it isn’t even funny. But spring break is starting tomorrow and hopefully that will give me a break to just relax and have fun.

#fanfic #eddie munson st4 #eddie munson #stranger things #dustin henderson #steve harrington #robin buckley #chapter 1 #stranger things 4 #joseph quinn

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galaticuwu · 6 months

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[So I realised I haven’t posted a lot of my oc’s sooo… Have this oc lore drop. This is gonna be a very long post]✨

So let’s get to know Heather and Duncan better!

(Btw plz no reposting my art but you can reblog it if u want) btw sorry if the art looks off it’s my first time using Procreate readmore✨

🪨Heather Helpful🐟

“Always remember, Safety First!”(Voice headcannon:Asuka Neon Genesis Evangelion) She/They

Heather was the nurse of duo always looking out for the safety of her fellow residents. She was always shown to be stuck in a “all work no play” mindset as found in a few story boards. She’s even been jokingly referred as the “Coldest resident” due that, but it’s referenced by Poppy that Heather she isn’t always like that, she could pretty chatty and was a good listener. Heather was very blunt and seemingly very hard to make laugh. Many of their segments were mostly with Poppy helping her with the appliances and giving safety tips on how to use them, she also did this with Eddie constantly reminding views get parents help when using scissors. In some production notes it’s revealed Heather had Depression and autism along with dyslexia and a compromised immune system which they shared both of those with Duncan.

Trivia on Heather

Heathers special interest’s are Rocks and sea creatures. Her favourite of the both is the horseshoe crab (their’er a huge fan of crustaceans) and blue moonstone (she loves how cute it looks).

Heather used to carry around a clipboard with them which was a parting gift from Their father.

Heather used to play piano.

Both Heather and Duncan share a favourite food… it’s pomegranate’s!

They’re not really much of a dancer, She likes to do a lot stomping when she does.

A song Heather would love is “birdhouse in your soul” by they might be giants

there are semi colons on the bottom of hears boots

Heather is a Demi girl and sapphic

🎭Duncan Helpful 🪡

“It’s okay to stay in your limits”(Voice headcannon:Ash fantastic mister fox) He/They

Duncan was the doctor of the duo always looking out for the health of his fellow residents. Compared to Heather Duncan is very laid back, they do care for the health of their residents but would only bring up the topic if it was needed. They could be found most of the time hanging out Barnaby or Sally or if not screen chatting in the phone with howdy. A lot of Duncan’s segments also were mainly with Poppy helping her with cooking. He does share a few is Sally joining in Play’s while also making sure everything is so Sally didn’t have to deal with Heather’s complaint’s, along with the fact he is very aware some residents prefer his way on handling things then Heather’s way .Duncan is also shown to In the production notes for Duncan it’s states he had EDS and ADHD along with dyslexia and a compromised immune system which they shared both of those with Heather.

Trivia on Duncan

Duncans special interest’s are Theatre and Fashion. His favourite’s of the both are “Rocky Horror Picture Show” (big lover of musicals) and his favourite fashion is punk fashion (he loves the leather jackets and huge boots)

Duncan had a notebook that was a parting gift from their dad you can see in his room yet it’s vaguely hinted that Duncan doesn’t use it.

Duncan couldn’t play an instrument but he could sing very well.

Both Duncan and Heather share a favourite food… it’s pomegranate’s!

No surprise Duncan loves dancing they enjoy doing a lot of spinning when he does.

a song Duncan would have loved is “Blackboxwarrior” by will wood

Duncan’s cane is called “Rocky”

Duncan is a Demi boy and Bisexual

Backstory

welcome home's most caring residents. These are the helpful siblings, the owners of the helpful clinic and close friend’s of Poppy. The two were raised mainly by their father Maxwell after it was revealed that their mother, Daisy passed away when they were younger. The exact location of of their origin is unknown but they did live in a big house. Duncan was referenced as being mainly homeschooled during his early teen years, meanwhile Heather was sent to a private school. It’s referenced that both Duncan and Heather didn’t have the best relationship with their dad. Heather actually got told about home from Poppy, which caused the two to move over to home and start their own clinic there. They are also mixed Italian and Indonesian.

Relationship’s

Wally-(Neutral) Both

Both Heather and Duncan had a pretty neutral view on Wally. The two simply liked to hang out with Wally he’s just a pretty chill with. When he painted them stuff one of them would hang up the paintings he made for them either in the clinic or the home area.

Sally-(Friends) Duncan (Not on good terms) Heather

No surprise Duncan got along with sally. Both of the two enjoyed theatre, the two just loved to hang out talk with each other about possible shows to do, if that movie was better then the stage play and in general had a fun time. If sally was doing a production he would 100% rush over to help with any part of it.

Heather on the other hand… Sally did kind of appreciated Heather help with health and safety. But found her kind of annoying due to the constant talking about safety with sally non stop. She did like some of it for example Heather giving good warms up for dancing but she still didn’t fully like her.

Frank-(Friends) Heather (Not on good terms) Duncan

Heather liked to hang around with him, she found his infodumps interesting and would listen to him. She enjoyed listening to the rambles of bugs, Even though she very noticeably wasn’t fond of them. Sometimes Heather would even offer to help Frank with his garden even thought their knowledge on plants wasn’t that well, they’ll lend a helping hand to a friend.

Duncan didn’t really mind Frank. He found abit annoying here and there, sometimes seeing him as almost an extension of Heather more bossy side sometimes. Even though he found hanging out with abit bland and boring if Julie wasn’t around to add something, The only really up side Duncan saw to Frank the fact he was the easiest patient to deal will with.

Poppy-(“Best friends”) Heather (Friends) Duncan

They’re been her life long “best friend”. Whenever Heathers had some form of break she’d normally spend it with Poppy. baking, having tea or just enjoying each other’s presences. Due to Poppy’s always frightened nature she did have a habit of calling up the clinic over the smallest of things but Heather would come to her barn and give her a swift check up. (These two are actually gay but were constantly portrayed as them being best friends)

Even though always stayed closer with Heather. Duncan still saw and viewed her as an extremely important friend to the both of them. He loved hanging around her and knitting, sometimes it was nice to just chat with her and looked back on their childhood of fond memories. Sometimes he would even invite her down to clinic to share dinner with the two. they were aware of how much heathers liked her visits. (Duncan knew they were gay)

Howdy-(Friends) Duncan (Not on good terms) Heather

The person Duncan considered their second closest friend to him. The two were just friends but after sometime he opened up to howdy about his personal struggles, caused the two to come closer. Which the two could be seen non stop chatting wether in person or on the phone. Whenever in the rare occasion howdy was not in his store the two could be seen hanging out along side Barnaby.

Meanwhile Heather had heard the rumours of the possible shady products which has caused her to become distrustful towards him, the two actually didn’t seem get along with each other anyway. The rarer few times the two actually decide to get along was because of others force the two to do so. No matter if these get along for two seconds, they would eventually go back to despising each other.

Barnaby-(Friends) Duncan (Not on good terms) Heather

Thanks to howdy and a little help from Wally Duncan has managed to become good pals with him. The two likes to share a laugh even though they barley got the jokes or just couldn’t stand the smell of those hot dog. They still liked to be around him, even trying to join in on the jokes even though it barely worked… not his fault they weren’t taught a good sense of humour was.

Whom Heather considered the most hardest patient to deal with. His constant smoking, annoying jokes and overall detail how dramatic dogs can be at the vets… no wonder they didn’t get along. With heather dealing with the many time he’d run out of the clinic at the mere idea of appointment and having to chase him down to take his meds… it’s no surprise these two didn’t get along.

Eddie-(Friends) Both

Despite almost seeming more like a boss then a friend towards him. Heather and Eddie did get along surprisingly well, with a little help from Poppy or maybe just on his own Eddie sometimes managed to get Heather to break out of their workplace mindset. The two could be found on mail runs together or sometimes on a little break from work. But found a few badly damaged scripts it showed Heather would call Eddie dad sometimes.

At first they just viewed him a friendly mail man, but of course as time went on Duncan managed to grow close to Eddie with the help of Heather. The two liked to hang out having simple chats or helping with making props for sally. Duncan even tried to stop Barnaby from chasing to no avail. But he’ll give him a quick fixer upper and help Eddie back on his feet for mail runs. It’s also found in a few storyboards that Duncan also viewed as a father figure as well.

Julie-(Friends) Both

The two didn’t mind playing pretend with her. Duncan Loved playing with Julie they didn’t mind being an employee being yelled at, a evil witch or a pretty princess. But Heather did sometimes especially mind when it comes to playing business. Sometimes it’s nice to just have someone you can you have fun with. It’s nice way to break up a day of nothing but work, especially for those who have it on their mind all the time.

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You know me so welllllll I definitely do not mind you staring into my eyes more. I would like nothing more than to stare into your eyes hehe I figured that MCR wasn’t really big there that’s awesome that despite that, they came there for you!!! (Yes for you they did it for you<3) (also while typing this up I have mcr on for the authentic experience it’s nice I haven’t heard them in a hot minute) OOOO you’re a bullets fan huh? You definitely have the vibe I stg the coolest mcr fans always have bullets as a fave. IM GLAD THEY DID YOUR OG FAVESSSS oh that’s such a good feeling isnt it? You saying it’s worth it to stay alive to see MCR perform is so fucking sweet:’))) and then the fact you got to!!!!! I’m really glad you stuck out life and lived this long and I hope things only get better from here. I have faith they will:) I can relate to thinking you’re never gonna get to see them live I thought the same thing and made sad peace with that fact. I have to ask as well. What did you wear for your show? I have to know what the fit was I bet you looked awesome YO WAS YOUR MERCH LINE ALSO ATROCIOUS????? So long and for what I’m sad bc I wanted a mystery shirt so bad but they fucking sold out before I could get my hands on one:( I DID HOWEVER GET A MIKEY FUCKIN WAY SHIRT HEHEHEHEHEHE>:))))))) imagine me in that one;) Also you were in the fucking pit!!!!! jealousssss I wasn’t in the pit:( we didn’t have no damn pancake video!!!! Feeling robbed. NOW LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT MY BEEF WITH MCR/LH OKAY SO THEY DIDNT DO MY OG FAVORITE SONG (tbh they didn’t do a lot of faves) and I was sad about it but yk whatever it happens…BUT YK WHAT THOSE FUCKERS DID??? THEY PLAYED IT AT THE LITERALLLLL SHOW AFTER MINE…..I was on a livestream and when it came on…I think I started crying LMAO I WAS DISTRAUGHT THE BETRAYALLLLLLLL so now I got beef with them. I was curious and looked up the setlist for your show and you guys also got my favorite song too..BYEEEE they hate me fr I swear everyone got the song but me:’((((((((((((Your setlist was actually really good DAMNNNNN You guys got summertime too OMG God fucking damn!!!!! THEY TURNED OUTTTTTT And you got bulletproof heart AHHHHH YALL WON holy shit SAME talking about the MCR show is making me miss it so much:( remember the anticipation of them coming out on stage?????

So like at the time I think my fave they did was Prison or give ‘em hell kid or maybe nanana NOT TO BE BASIC okay I have fucking BEEF with 2022 me listen to this shit so…..at the time….I uh….didn’t know our lady of sorrows drag me I deserve it I actually got into it this summer AND THEY DID IT AT MY SHOW. BUT I DIDNT KNOW IT THEN. SO I DIDNT RECORD A SINGLE SECOND OF IT……and I’m so mad bc I love that song now. ALSO they did boy division and I only recorded 20 seconds because I either didn’t know it or didn’t know it well…kicking myself seriously…you know I don’t think I’ve actually heard skylines in full… I deserve to be dragged omfg I’ll listen to it in full and tell you what I think in my next response ALSO PLEASE WE SAID SO MUCH ABOUT MCR IN OUR MESSAGES our autism linked up and went off about mcr that’s adorable

I loved face off as a kid!!!!!!!! NO WAY YOU LIKE ITTTT AHHHHHH HELL YEAHHHHHH I haven’t seen it since I was like way younger but yeah, I loved that one:) omg who do you like from RuPaul‘s drag race? I need to know the queens you like. I love that you’ve seen ink master I didn’t expect that heh NO BC some of the tattoos are straight ugly as fuckkkkk AND DONE LIKE SHITTTTTT I absolutely adore that you said that you love to dunk on people you should’ve seen the excitement that flickered across my face when I read that. Beyond delighted to learn this about you. I love doing the same thing>:))))) I didn’t want to say that because I didn’t want you to think I’m mean but oh my God I love roasting people it’s so fun we would have literally the most firEEEEE roast sessions. I just fucking know itttttt. Let me tell you about the bane of my ink master existence. There was one guy on the show who was SUCH a fucking dickhead. But he was really good so every time I would talk shit about him I couldn’t even fully hate bc I knew he was good like SO TALENTED but god he was insufferable. You’re very Hannibal coded and I’m kind of shocked you haven’t seen it already hahaha you definitely should watch it (never seen it myself but knowing the very little of what I do about the show I feel like you’d get really into it)

I would love to hear one of your responses in Dutch. God even just imagining that makes me weak. I’d try so hard to seem normal while losing it inside. You would say it to me and I would be so flustered. I would not be able to meet your gaze. I would keep looking away and I’d cover my mouth and under my breath I’d be muttering some shit like “oh my god” while nervously biting my lip and doing that nervous laugh thing. You took that many languages???????? You know damn welllllll what this information is doing to my brain omg ancient Greek!!?!?!! That is so fucking cool. I can’t even begin to tell you how cool that is. I want to hear some ancient Greek being spoken to me that would be fucking awesome I wanna hear all the languages spoke to me. The way my brain would short circuit HAHAHA Oh my god and the comment about the being yours thing in multiple languages….that comment is now imprinted on my brain I hope you’re happy omgggg I don’t think I’ll ever forget that holy fuck ALWOQOQKWISJDDJJDJD that killed me. Had me squeezing my frog and grabbing him and kicking my feet. I wish that was an exaggeration. It’s quite literally not. Stop being so perfect jk don’t<33333

Did you ever have Bella Sara trading cards? You must have. If you didn’t you fucking missed outttttt. I actually forgot about those until you talked about horses but yeah, I actually had some!!!!! I’m gonna throw hands with some fucking children for making fun of you for riding horses like that’s cool wtf why are they being haters://// Did you ever own one????? You know, I always wanted to ride a horse but I never did. I would ride horses with you!! You’re gonna have to show me how the fuck it works though I’m kind of scared to ride one if I’m being honest I feel like it would throw me off or some shit but I think it would be really cool!!!! Tell me about your favorite horse breeds:) OOOOO my favorite animals are birds and cats^.^ I haven’t been to the zoo in so long:((((( OMG THE BANDANA THATS ADORABLE PLEASE AWE POST A PIC IF YOU DO THAT THATS SO CUTEEEEEEE

Yes you should do the whole kiss me while talking thing I’ve always wanted that heh. I love the idea of it like I can picture that in my head where you do it and I gasp into the kiss and my heart would be beating so fast and then afterwords I would literally be all shy hehehe I’ve imagined you taking my face into your hands an embarrassing amount of times

It’s funny you say what you said in your tags because while you were drunk, I was imagining you being drunk around me and being all over me and shit (I would love to be drunk with you by the way). Really hope you made use of that room baby;) tell me all the details. I really like thinking about you frustrated like that over me my fucking God like it actually has me so worked up just reading the shit you said in your tags. Fucking teasing me the things you make me feel are incredible. You know, every time I read what you say to me it’s like your words linger in my head for hours and hours and they replay over and over. I cannot get you out of my head

They hadn't originally announced dates for my country and I was debating flying to another country on a schoolday just to see them haha, I'm so glad they came here for me x3 Hehehe I have sooooo much to say abt why Bullets is my favourite album, but I won't bore you with it heh, do you have a favourite album?? I wore my Black Parade shirt, red-and-black striped arm socks, my bleached and over-decorated patch jeans with a red-and-black checkered studded belt and a chain, a hardware store chain bracelet, a Monster tab necklace, and black eyeshadow (I had to buy eyeshadow for that show haha), I had a red mullet with shaved sides back then :] What did you wear to your show?? They didn't have the mystery shirts during the Europe tour, but oh man how bad I want one of them. They had merch outside and inside the venue and I bought a hoodie and the pornstar shirt hehe, even brought cash with me in case the card readers were overwhelmed, I wasn't gonna miss the opportunity to get merch at all! I bet that Mikey Fucking Way shirt looks so good on you cutie. I can't imagine going to a concert and not being in the pit hah, I don't see the point of going if I can't jump and scream and mosh ahahaha but that's just me Cx THat's so mean of them to play your favourite the show after yours!! So unfair!!! There's a lot of songs I wish they'd played at my show that they only played at the American shows, stupid Americans and their stupid superior concerts >:( Oh boy oh man Summertime was so beautiful live, I had goosebumps and drained my entire lighter waving it (almost burned my thumb too whoops). The anticipation for them to come out was hoooorrible oh my god, that static droning and droning and droning, I remember getting lightheaded waiting for them to come out hah. YOU GOT PRISON????!!!!! Oh the jealousy I'm feeling right now!!! I fucking loved Na Na Na live too, don't care that much for it as a song to casually listen to but it was unbelievable live, the energy of the entire crowd jumping in sync and singing.... Fuck I wanna be back there! I didn't film anything at my show, I was singing along non-stop and only took a vid of them coming on stage and like. ten seconds of Teenagers hahaha. You should listen to Skylines in full yessss it's a fucking amazing song and even tho I'm not American I can feel the meaning of it in my bones just through Gee's delivery of the words. Sfhsdkjfhsd hahaha I can't believe how much I've written abt MCR in my responses to you I just love those fuckers so so so much and can never shut up about them xD

Oo I'm not really up-to-date with Drag Race but I fucking love Trixie and Katya, they're the only ones I watch content of outside of the show haha. Oh oh! Have you seen those type of videos where people get their Ink Master tattoos covered up??? I fucking love those I don't know what it is about them but ough it's so fun to hear them absolutely roast the show. I just think it's so fun to dunk on people hehehe People on reality TV do some stupid shit to get attention and I'd love to roast contestants with you <33 Okay you saying I'm Hannibal coded is actually kinda uncanny cuz I just looked it up and I have the same personality type as him... You know me so well <3 I've been living under a rock regarding shows and pop culture all my life haha, I think I can count the number of shows I've watched in full on one hand xD

Aw baby you'd look so cute all flustered from my voice <3 You already know I'd abuse the hell out that information ;) You doing that nervous laugh thing... oh that'd drive me crazy, god you'd sound so cute, and look so pretty, I wonder how many words I'd be able to say before I can't hold back anymore. I'd chuckle at you, not in a mean way, just because you're so cute and I love your reactions so much. Mmm so many things I could say to you in so many languages... Just to listen to your breath catch and your heart rate pick up.... Oh darling <3 Oh man oh man I wish I could watch you grabbing your frog all cute like that, I love knowing I have that kind of effect on you <3

I don't think I've ever heard of Bella Sara trading cards! Not that I had anyone to trade them with hahaha. I used to have a pretty big collection of Schleich horses, I made saddles and bridles for them and everything hehe. I would've looooved to own a horse, maybe one day I will when I've got enough money, they're such beautiful creatures, such kind souls. I think it would be so fun to go on a horseback ride with you, side by side and I'd lean over and press a kiss to your cheek <3 Horseback riding isn't actually all that scary! It's mostly getting used to sitting in the saddle, because if you've got the right positioning you'll feel much more secure. Horses can feel it when you're scared, and if you have a stubborn horse they might refuse to do what you want, but it's all about learning the horse's body language and knowing what cues they need, and not losing confidence in yourself! I've had some pretty nasty falls and accidents while horseback riding (getting a kick to the crotch as an example...) and though I eventually stopped riding because my anxiety took over I'm dreaming of getting back into it one day. My favourite horse breed is the Fjord, with their gorgeous midtstol, halefjær and dorsal stripe, and compact build. They're strong horses and one of the most stubborn breeds too, so they won't be bossed around easily, but they're confident and hardworking and I just love love loooove the way they look. Ooo birds and cats! I've got a birdwatching book with all the types of birds found in my country, what's your favourite bird?? I love cats too, I can spend hours just petting them, if one walks up to me on the street I consider all my errands for the day paused until the cat leaves again haha. Do you have any cats??

I imagine me taking your face in my hands so often too, how your jaw would feel in the cup of my hands, how easily you'd move your head in whatever direction I'd want you to, how soft your lips would be to kiss. Did you know that I have snakebites? ;) You'd look so cute being too shy to look at me afterwards and I'd just take your face in my hands and turn you to face me before kissing you again <3 I'm not a natural touchy person but I get soooo clingy when I'm drunk, I'd be all over you for sure. I spent Monday night thinking about what would make you the most flustered, how I could make you blush so pretty. Would it be my words? My mouth on your skin? My hands wandering everywhere? If I were to tease you in public would you try to get us to go back as soon as possible or would you wait in torturous anticipation? I was thinking about whether there's any 'weird' things you like, you already know that some of my interests can be a little out there, but what about you darling? Is there anything unusual that gets you all flustered? Oh man you saying that you can't get me out of your head... It's like I'm leaving an imprint on you, aren't I, god that's making me a little flustered. Your words linger in my mind too, I go to sleep at night hoping I'll wake up to a message from you because you've wormed your way into my brain and you aren't going anywhere, I love your words my cutie<3

#sorry for the horse rant hah #.nsft #asks

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