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funnyoldworld-isnt-it · 5 months

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There are so many posts about the weirdness around Nina and Maggie, but the thing that has always bothered me the most is that both of them know Aziraphale but neither one of them seems to know Crowley. Like, at ALL. Not even by sight. Which doesn’t make any sense. For the last four years, Crowley has basically been unemployed and homeless (this sentence made me so sad to type). He has had literally NOTHING to do except hang out at Aziraphale’s bookshop. And the vibe at the beginning of s2 is that he’s there a LOT. Like, multiple times per week (“we both get plenty of use out of it, don’t we”). When Aziraphale calls him in the first episode, he says “2 minutes” the way you tell your spouse how long until you’re home from the grocery store, especially if you were on your way home already.

The dialogue goes to great lengths to highlight that Nina and Maggie SHOULD know Crowley, which just heightens the weirdness of it. When they're at the pub, Crowley asks Aziraphale, “What’s wrong with the cafe?” (implying they usually go to the cafe), but Aziraphale made a point of introducing Crowley to Nina in the first episode. And Nina makes a point of saying to Maggie that she always remembers “the regulars," but she doesn't seem to remember Crowley. Of course, she immediately notices both Jim and Muriel outside the bookshop, so she's clearly paying attention to what's happening in the neighborhood and it seems like she couldn't have failed to spot him coming and going all the time.

And Maggie's situation is even weirder. Her whole back story is that she basically grew up IN the bookshop because her grandmother’s record store was essentially in a corner of the bookshop. And yet, when Maggie and Nina see Crowley on the street right before the lightning strike, Nina says, “Do you see that bloke? Six shots of espresso and he's smoking,” and Maggie responds, “I think that man was just struck by lightning.” Which is something you say about someone you’ve never laid eyes on before. She didn’t say, “Oh, that’s Mr. Fell’s friend,” or “I’ve seen him around. He stops by Mr. Fell’s shop a lot.” And then when he comes back, "It's him. The one who was just struck by lightning. The six shots of espresso." Again, no flash of recognition of anything before the current day. This happens immediately after she's just told Nina about knowing Aziraphale since she was little. It’s just weird. Why build a back story that would put her in extremely close proximity to Crowley LITERALLY her entire life and then write dialogue that makes it clear she's never laid eyes on him before?

You could maybe think, well they're just so used to having to hide...but then I asked myself: Does it make sense that the day that you find out there is an extremely dangerous, existence-threatening problem hiding out in your ineffable husband's bookshop is also the day that you would decide to STOP keeping a low profile and start wandering the streets with abandon, introducing yourself to all the local shopkeepers, and ferrying large plants into and out of said bookshop? No. No, it does not.

In any other show, you could assume that the writers just didn’t think about it very carefully. But, given the layers and layers of meaning and symbolism baked into every detail of this show, from the dialogue, to the costuming, the set design, lighting, blocking, etc., and the way that the story folds back on itself again and again, it just feels significant.

#good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #aziraphale #nina #maggie #maybe she's a kobold #kidding #mostly

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footnotesaregreat · 5 months

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ofmd headcannons bc i physically can’t stop thinking about these bitches

izzy sings at lucius and pete’s ceremony probably fly me to the moon or killing me softly (written by laszlo cravensworth & later plagiarized)

at the party that follows they all gather up singing shanties, ed & izzy whispering the lyrics to stede, who is still getting the hang of pirate music

stede & ed are supporting izzy’s back, that is still healing, despite his protests

they are also holding hands (ed-stede, stede-izzy)

jim, archie, olu & zheng are sitting suspiciously close

auntie & jackie instantly become besties

wee john, frenchie, roach & the swede are playing some intricate card game but wee john keeps losing deliberately to go back to his knitting

he’s making sweaters for all of them because Winter Is Coming & none of them have warm clothes

when a seagull lands on deck & refuses to stop pinching ed everyone knows who it is

he stays with them for about a week at a time & always comes back

they made a little nest in the sleeping quarters for him right next to roach & the swede

ed has permanently moved into stede’s room & they’ve made a new bed to fit three people for the nights iz wants some company

they also have room with the rest of the crew for the nights when they prefer to sleep alone.

ed & fang go fishing almost everyday & after a couple weeks they don’t need to speak & just sit in comfortable silence

stede keeps training with iz, taking turns fighting zheng & jim

when ed returns one day with fang & sees stede beating all three of them he wants to fight him more than ever. their duel goes on for a long time, the bets placed by the crew reaching extreme heights. in the end stede knocks him down & disarms him. everyone, especially pete, lose their fucking minds

at night stede still reads them stories, sometimes new from recent books he’s gotten, but usually the now familiar fairy tales calm them down the most

sometimes stede, ed, iz, jim, archie, olu, zheng, lucius & pete go on date nights where they try different food, listen to music, sharing sweets

frenchie, wee john, fang & roach can often be seen sticking together, not really seeking any romantic or sexual relationship, but simply wanting companionship

when izzy’s unicorn hoof finally gives out he is absolutely heartbroken so of course the entire crew go out to find him the most durable materials to make him another one

they give it to him the next day & it’s decorated by stede, lucius & surprisingly zheng

wee john has also knitted him a leg warmer for whenever he needs a break from the prosthetic

iz obviously loses his shit when he sees it & totally doesn’t call them twats

then they all proceed to fall on top of him to engulf him in an annoyingly wet hug, ed & stede sneaking two kisses on his cheeks

they often have themed parties to make use of stede’s unending secret wardrobe

wee john, iz & jim rule these parties being the best drag queens & king

after a couple years they dock on a small, peaceful town. everyone immediately loves it there & that’s when stede & ed decide to retire

they use ed’s treasure to buy a large building & the whole crew work together to turn it into an inn

they officially open ‘The Gentle Unicorn Inn’ (ed chose the name)

they also have a little tavern right next to it called ‘Jeff’s’ (they have a lot of fun whenever someone asks ‘who’s jeff?’)

ann & mary regularly pop by & drop off some antiques ann’s looted, for stede to either keep or even sell

every couple of months or so the crew visit for a few days & all of them have designated rooms in the inn

sometimes ed & stede close for a week or so to go on a little trip on the ‘revenge’ with the crew

izzy will go & stay with them more often than the rest of them & even though he doesn’t have his own room he has no problem staying at stede & ed’s

he always sleeps in the middle of their bed

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dandylovesturtles · 6 months

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Leo and Donnie, Treat (also love your works.. i got a prompt at 2am my time IMBI updated, and i woke up in a rush to read it)

Thank you!! A little Leo and Donnie treat for you ^^

Can you tell I didn’t know how to end this one?

No warnings this time

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Mikey is out with Draxum and Splinter and Raph are out having father-son bonding time and Donnie is in the kitchen getting more coffee which means the sneeze he just heard from the living room has to be Leo.

The initial sneeze is followed by another, then a third and a fourth and a fifth because even with sneezing Leo has to be dramatic.

Donnie stares at his coffee and tries to rationalize. Maybe Leo just breathed some dust - Pizza Supreme knows they haven’t dusted in at least six months. Or maybe he got a tickle from some of Dad’s fur. Or he stared too hard at a light bulb.

Leo coughs, deep and hacking from his chest, followed up with a sniffle, and Donnie sighs and fills his coffee mug.

“Noooo, you can’t be sick,” he says as he walks out. “I’m the only one here to take care of you.”

Leo is sprawled in Splinter’s chair, wearing the hoodie he only wears in the lair in the dead of winter (or when he’s sick) and the fuzzy socks reserved for very cold days (or when he’s sick). He looks Donnie right in the face and says, “Well lucky for you I’m not sick.”

Like a liar.

“Yes you are,” says Donnie, exasperated.

“Prove it.”

“You have a temp of 100.4,” he says, goggles down now.

“I always run hot.”

“No you always run cold, dum-dum.” Donnie flicks the goggles back up, debating getting a mask before he goes any closer. “At least tell me if what you have is contagious.”

Leo sulks down further into the chair, but at least he’s not denying it anymore. “I did a test. It’s just a sinus infection, so, you’re safe.”

Well that’s good for Donnie, but it does not change the fact that Leo is sick. And Donnie is the only one here.

“I’ll make you some tea,” he says, and turns to go back in the kitchen.

“You still don’t have to take care of me,” Leo calls after him, but Donnie ignores him. He’s already going over what he needs.

He sets the tea kettle going, then heads for the train car they’re using as a medbay. They don’t have any antibiotics, so he has his computer search up the ones they need and then hack an order to a local pharmacy, paid for by an insurance company his family definitely doesn’t use. Then he sends a text to Raph asking him to pick it up on the way home.

(Raph texts back a few minutes later asking if they need to come back early, to which Donnie responds with a negative.)

In the meantime he grabs a decongestant and and fever reducer. Then some cough drops, and a box of tissues, because if left to his own devices Leo will be disgusting.

Then he’s off to Leo’s room for his blanket and pillow. When Leo’s sick, he sleeps better in front of the TV.

Finally he goes to their film collection and grabs a few of Leo’s favorite JJs to queue up. Then it’s back to the kitchen for the tea.

When he returns, arms and battleshell appendages laden, Leo is just finishing another coughing fit. He looks up through watery eyes that go wide on seeing Donnie.

“Thought you said you were getting tea,” he says.

“And a few other things.” He hands over the tea and the medicine. “Here.”

Leo takes it without complaint, at least. Donnie hands off his pillow next, then starts up the first movie. The opening refrain of Jupiter Jim Last Trip to the Moon 7 fills the otherwise quiet room.

There is one more thing that makes Leo feel better when he’s sick. If Mikey or Raph were here, Donnie would pass the job off to them, but they aren’t, so it falls to Donnie.

“Scoot over,” he says, matter-of-fact.

Leo looks bemused. And sleepy. Mostly sleepy. “Huh?”

“Scoot. You’re hogging the chair.”

It takes Leo another second, but he catches on. A small smile growing on his face, he shifts over so Donnie can fit next to him, rearranging the pillow so it’s behind both of them and the blanket so it’s draped over all four legs.

Then he reclines the chair a bit and opens his arms without comment.

Immediately Leo has snuggled in against him, head buried under Donnie’s chin. He lets out a long, content (but still very congested) sigh, wiggling a bit to get comfy.

“As soon as my legs fall asleep you’re getting dumped in the floor,” Donnie tells him with no bite.

“Sure, D,” Leo answers, already sounding drowsy.

Donnie does not dump Leo in the floor. Not even when Raph gets home, grinning as he takes a picture.

He can get his revenge for that later.

#dandy fanfiction #dandy trick or treat #rise leo #rise donnie #I wanted to write a lil sick fic so here you go

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queer-reader-07 · 8 months

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ok i want to talk about aziraphale’s reaction to The Kiss. (yes i’m talking about The Kiss again, it lives rent free in my head)

he looks both desperately confused and angry. he’s upset in ways he can’t fully express to crowley or honestly, even to himself.

and i think what’s happening here is that azi can’t handle the fact that crowley’s actually leaving.

because crowley always comes back. after the bandstand breakup, he comes back. after saying he won’t help hide gabriel jim, he comes back. in multiple minisodes where they say they don’t need each other or it’s been decades apart, crowley always comes back.

and this is the crux of the issue, crowley is always the one to come back. crowley goes back to the bookshop, crowley shows up to save aziraphale in azi’s damsel in distress moments. crowley is always the one coming back. never aziraphale.

yes of course azi loves crowley. i think, in some ways, he understands that love more than crowley does for most of the story (even if it’s HEAVILY repressed, and that’s on religious trauma). but azi never does the coming back. he does the waiting. he waits for crowley to realize he was wrong. he waits for crowley to save him (because saving azi makes him so happy).

i think. maybe just a little. aziraphale thought that crowley’s Kiss was him coming back. that it was crowley realizing he was wrong and that he should come back. (also, just throwing this out there. AZI KISSED BACK. AZI HELD CROWLEY AS CLOSE AS HE COULD. HE LEANED INTO IT.) but The Kiss wasn’t crowley coming back. it was a last goodbye. a last “we could’ve been Us. do you see what we’re losing? DO YOU?!”

obviously there was a lot going through his (and crowley’s) minds. a lot of emotions, a lot of pent up anger and frustration, a lot of everything honestly.

but i think part of azi’s anger and sadness post Kiss is because he genuinely thought crowley would come back. because crowley ALWAYS comes back. azi can’t admit that he’s wrong (and if i’m being honest, i don’t think either of them is really wrong per say but that’s a topic for another day)

and the thing is. crowley didn’t come back but he didn’t leave either. yes he walked out of the bookshop but he stood there waiting for azi right up until he was sure azi was actually gone.

for once he gave azi the chance to come back.

crowley didn’t hide in his car. he didn’t drive off before aziraphale could say something else. he stood outside the bentley in clear view. crowley wanted azi to be the one to come back for once. he would’ve been so elated if azi had come back and gotten in the bentley. but azi didn’t. because azi doesn’t do the coming back… at least not yet.

#i’m telling you there’s endless analysis to be done on this one scene let alone the rest of the show #there wasn’t any rejection but there was a lot of other shit going on that needs to be addressed between them #aziraphale is almost definitely gonna have to do the coming back in s3 #i’m just not sure exactly how yet #but i’m pretty darn sure that crowley is finally gonna let himself do the waiting #because deep down #crowley is an optimist and he won’t lost complete hope that azi will return #at least that’s what i’m manifesting because they better end up in their south downs cottage one way or another by the end of s3ep6 #aziracrow #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #ineffable kiss #good omens #aziraphale

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m1ssunderstanding · 3 months

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Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day 22

@javelinbk I’ve got another one for your “Paul McCartney doesn’t touch other men” compilation.

They’re really just going to keep goofing off with each other until the bitter end, aren’t they?

Who is this?? She’s gorgeous and I’m obsessed with her eye makeup.

I wonder if there’s a *reason* John broke randomly into “Run for your Life”. I’d actually feel better about that song if it was secretly about Paul, though I'd never considered it.

That face!

I’d actually love to know what Ringo and Billy were talking about that prompted that hug, though! I’m sure it must’ve been just so cute!

John saying “Okay Jim” to Paul. Reminds me of that quarrymen story where John called Paul that. Such an awkward nick-name, considering John hated Jim. Like I know Paul’s first name is James and all, but it’s just weird. I wonder if he called him that often and why and how Paul felt about it.

It’s physically impossible for two people to actually love each other that much and break up. I just. It’s not real. I can’t process it.

The fact that Paul wore a suit again, though, and plays standing. An example of Paul doing what makes him feel good whether it’s cool or not. He feels professional and put together in a suit and standing for the “performance” of these softer songs, so that’s what he’s going to do. I guess Ringo’s in a suit too, and tie. I just didn’t catch it at first because his tie and shirt are such a fun purple.

John focused on Paul for the entire song of “Two of Us” and Paul very purposely avoiding eye-contact. It’s like a much less painful, but still awful, reverse version of the strawberry fields moment.

The silly fake German. Paul’s “Ein Schwein, fille naught rhine.” Reminds me of John’s “Un. Du. Ein schwein hickle pickle” in front of “I Don’t Wanna Face It” which also used a very similar riff to “coming up”. IDK they’re just always talking. Always logging away every little eyelash flutter. Every meaningless thing means something with John and Paul. I know. I realize I’m fully certifiable.

“Are we supposed to giggle in the solo?” “Yeah.”

Paul’s just purposely ruined what’s probably like the five-hundredth take of Let it Be with his drunk uncle voice, and this is George. No matter how much he might want to stay annoyed at them, he never can.

I wonder when exactly John goes from “I think that was rather grand. I’d take one home with me.” on Let it Be to, “Yeah, he was just trying to write another bridge over troubled water. Could’ve been Wings.” When exactly did the meaning (dead mom says not to fight for your relationships) sink in that made him hate the song?

I love that we end on Paul saying, “we’ll do one more.” I love that there’s never a tied-up, clean-cut ending for the Beatles. There’s always a “Her Majesty” tacked on after “The End” to leave room to continue on.

#get back #paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #ringo starr #george harrison #Thanks again everyone for all the support on these :)#40 days from now Paul and Linda get married #48 days until John and Yoko have their turn #232 days until John tells Paul he wants a divorce #434 days until Paul announces that they're over

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imagines--galore · 11 months

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HIII can I ask for an imagine with Spock x a short fem reader who has a big chest and he gets jealous one day because Kirk keeps staring so Spock just straight up goes over and stands beside her (shocking a lot of people because they don’t know they are together) and holds her hand and it’s just super fluffy and soft

Sincerely your happy friendly 🐱 xoxo

Pairing: Spock x Reader Rating || Genres || Warnings: T. Romance. Fluff. None. A/N: GAH!!! Meeting someone who loves Spock as much as me is so rare!!!! And I loved writing this so much! :3 Thank you for the request!

If there was one thing you abhorred more then anything, it was sparring. It probably stemmed from the fact that most of your opponents were always bigger, taller and stronger then you were. Though you were quick on your feet, it still didn't make the situation any less daunting.

And as you faced-off against the Captain of your Ship, you couldn't help but feel that the universe was probably against you. At least for that day.

To encourage residents aboard the USS Enterprise to be familiar with varying degrees of strength and fighting techniques, the Captain had decided that everyone would benefit from a little friendly competition. The fight pairs were generated using the computer, so there was no chance of cheating, though you wished you had asked one of your more technology inclined friends to take your name off the roster.

Aboard such a big Starship, you doubted anyone would notice that you hadn't participated.

Now, here you were, lying flat on your back after Captain Kirk had managed to trip you over. Sweat lined your forehead, and your chest rose and fell in pants as you tried your best to regain your breath.

A light smattering of applause followed your defeat, maybe they were impressed with a few of the moves you had pulled?

Moves that had been taught to you by your T'hy'la, Spock.

A well kept secret between the two of you, you had begged him to teach you a few Vulcan moves to better help you during combat. As a full-bloodied human, you were sure no opponent would expect something of the sort from you, giving you an element of surprise.

Spock had taught you a few of them, in the privacy of your rooms. It was a blessing that your room were right next to one another, though you had a sneaking suspicion that Spock had something to do with such an arrangement. You weren't complaining. It made it easy for the both of you to go and meet the other during your downtime.

Had he been one of the people watching? Did he see you using those moves?

A hand appeared in your vision, prompting you to take it as it hauled you up. Kirk gave an excited grin, his own body covered in sweat. "Damn, I didn't expect it to be quite the workout Y/n." You raised an eyebrow at him, another characteristic you had learned from your lover.

"Is that a dig on my size, Captain?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as you did. His eyes seemed to follow your movement, lingering just a tad bit longer at your chest. Rolling your eyes you snapped your fingers in front of his face, breaking his staring.

"Do I need to report you to HR, Captain?" You said, in jest, knowing he didn't mean anything by it. You had learned early on that Jim Kirk had the affinity to flirt with anyone of the opposite gender. It did not matter if they were of the same species or not.

He grinned back, reaching out to pat your shoulder in an affectionate manner. "No need, Y/L/N. We're all friends here." His words were followed by a teasing wink.

You opened your mouth to respond, when you felt a familiar presence coming to stand just beside you.

"Spock! Is it your turn next?" Kirk asked, thinking perhaps that the Second-in-Command was up next on the roster. They still had a significant audience around them, waiting for the next fight. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eyes.

To anyone else Spock would look the same. But you knew better. There was a certain tension around him that made hims grip his hands even tighter behind his back. Worry gnawed at your heart, but you kept quiet, waiting for him to respond.

"No, Captain, I simply came over to inquire about your opponents physical state of being. You did manage to hit her during your sparring session." Kirk frowned in confusion, just as your heart began to race as Spock turned his attention towards you.

And right there, in front of everyone, he reached out and gently took your hand in his. Silence echoed all around you as people stared gobsmacked as Spock locked your fingers with his. Though not before he managed to sneak in a brief brush of his fingers against yours in a Vulcan kiss.

If anyone were to know just how affectionate the half-vulcan could be when it came to you, they wouldn't believe it for a second.

"Are you well, Y/n?" He asked, his eyes drifting over your frame to check for any obvious injuries. He towered over your significantly, yet neither of you minded the different in height. Spock had once claimed it only added to your already endearing nature.

Translation: He found it adorable.

A smile bloomed across your features as you gave his hand a squeeze. "I am fine, Spock." You reassured him. Whatever trace of worry lingered in his gaze vanished at your assurance, though the tightness around his mouth remained.

"Is this what I think it is?" Kirk's voice came from beside them. The two of you turned your attention to the dumbfounded Captain. Spock, still holding your hand gave a small nod. "If you are referring to the nature of relationship I share with Y/n, then yes, you assume correct."

Knowing Spock wouldn't want Kirk asking anymore questions, at least not in front of an audience, you gently tugged at his hand. "Love to stay and chat Captain, but I'm starving and Spock promised to have lunch with me today."

With that you managed to pull your boyfriend away from the crowded gymnasium and out into the empty corridor.

Neither of you spoke, not until you were within the safety of your room. Turning to him with a bemused smile pulling at your lips, you voiced your thoughts. "What was that about? I didn't realize we were going to go public yet."

Spock, having recovered a little from what had transpired stood with his hands at his side. "I apologize, Y/n. I cannot seem to understand what overcame me." He admitted, to which you gave a small frown. "Overcame you? Spock you're not making any sense."

A small stretch of silence followed your words, as you recalled what had happened just a few minutes ago. Your mind replayed the scene, trying to pinpoint what had made Spock act the way he had.

Suddenly it clicked and your eyes widened. "Spock? Were you jealous when Kirk looked at my chest?"

The reaction to your question was instant. His entire body went rigid and panic flashed in his eyes. Unable to help yourself, you let out a small laugh, mirth shining in your eyes as you shook your head at you boyfriend.

Spock seemed to be struggling to say something as his cheeks tinged a slight green at having been caught so blatantly. "I admit, I did feel a surge of negative emotion when he did that. Which is what compelled me to announce the nature of our relationship."

His eyes met yours. "I hope you are not upset with my blatant disregard for secrecy." Your heart softened at the obvious nervousness that was in his tone as you smiled at him.

Stepping closer to him, you held up your hand, sighing softly as he took your initiative to instigate a Vulcan kiss. With your other hand you reached up to cup the side of his face, smiling as you felt him lean into your touch.

"I am not Spock. I am happy. It only means we do not have to hide from everyone anymore. And it was rather flattering, to have to step in when you did to show Kirk that I belonged to you."

Your last three words seemed to act as the trigger. Whatever self-control he had left hanging by a thread snapped, as he surged forward and pressed his lips to yours in a deep kiss. Raising yourself on your tiptoes, you returned his passionate embrace, arms moving to wrap loosely around his broad shoulders. His hands settled on either side of your waist as he pulled your body flush against his own.

Though it only took a few seconds for him to slide his hands down the side, to your thighs and help you wrap your legs around his waist. Neither of you broke the kiss as he gently pressed you against the wall. You shivered as his hands caressed the area under your thighs. He let out a deep moan as your nails, gentle yet sharp, scraped against the skin of his neck and the back of his head.

You were the one to break away first, panting heavily, as you gazed at him through lidded eyes. He still had his eyes closed as he began to press kisses along your neck, stopping to suck at a spot just under your ear, prompting you to melt against him as your very bones seemed to liquefy.

"Spock? I really need a shower." You whispered, remembering you had just had a sparring session.

"Then allow me to assist you."

You bit back a groan as your lips found his once more and you cradled his face between your hands as he carried you to the bathroom.

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A/N: I feel sooooooooo evil stopping it here. Mwahahahahaha!

#spock #spock x y/n #spock x reader #spock x oc #star trek #star trek aos

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voidvannie · 5 months

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𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒 — 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒖

.・゜・。. ┊𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬 💌🎙️

˚. — 𝘉𝘈𝘚𝘐𝘊𝘚 !

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 Tyler Noelle Hughes

𝗔𝗚𝗘 26

𝗕𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗛𝗗𝗔𝗬 October 9, 1997

𝗕𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗛𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘 Savannah, Georgia

𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 5’ 8”

𝗘𝗬𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗥 Blue

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠 Megan Moroney

𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧 Mat Barzal

˚. — 𝘍𝘜𝘕 𝘍𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘚 !

Tyler was adopted by Ellen and Jim when she was only a few days old.

Has nothing to do with her birth parents, and never wants to know who they are.

Being 3 years older than he is, Tyler and Quinn are the closest to each other, with Jack and Luke tying for 2nd place. ( though, she often refers to luke had her baby )

Her love language is physical touch. she loves cuddling and hand holding, fidgeting with the fingers of whoever’s hand she’s holding when she’s nervous.

After graduating high school, she was accepted into the University of Georgia, where she went to school for nursing.

All her life, she has wanted be a country music star.

While still at UGA, she opened a concert for Chase Rice, as well as interned for Kristian Bush of Sugarland.

Instead of moving back home after finishing her degree, she moved to Nashville, Tennessee in 2020 to begin her music career.

She goes home every summer to spend time with her parents and her brothers, alone with the friends that the Hughes boys invited.

She sees all her brother’s friends as little brothers, especially Trever, Mark, Ethan and Jamie.

Even though all three of her brothers play for professional NHL teams, her favorite team is the Philadelphia Flyer, and she has a Hughes crush on Carter Harts despite the one year age difference.

She met Mat Barzal in 2019 at Stagecoach where she was preforming.

The two were best friends for a year before Mat asked her out on a date when she was visiting New York.

They started to date 2020, and decided to keep it out of the public and away from Quinn, Jack and Luke until she’s ready to tell them.

Of course her parents know about the relationship.

Her very best friend in Nashville is Kelsea Ballerini.

She dated Josh Allen, the quarterback from the Buffalo Bills, for 6 months.

Her favorite flower is daisies, having said that roses are too cliche.

She absolutely hates coffee, she’d rather drink hot chocolate.

She learned how to speak a little bit of Swiss so that she could bond with Nico and make him feel somewhat at home.

She tries to make it to hockey games as much as she can for many of the teams (examples; the devils, the canucks, ducks, islanders, and the occasional flyers game just for Carter).

Her favorite tv shows are the vampire diaries, supernatural and teen wolf.

When she is at home, her brothers make sure they all have a day with her to themselves. And on an odd day, one of the other hockey boys staying at the lake house, have a day with her.

Quinn, Luke, and Jack find out about their older sister’s relationship in 2021, almost a year after Tyler and Mat make it official.

Her brothers find out about her and Mat when they surprise her in Tennessee for the first show of her tour, and the Islanders hockey player answers the door while she’s in the shower, thinking it was Kelsea because she was coming over.

Trevor and Jamie knew about the two meeting at stagecoach when they went to support the blonde, but had no idea it had become more than just a friendship.

She has 2 instagram accounts. @/tylerhughes_97 ( her main account ) and @/notreallytyler ( her private account ) that only her closest friends follow.

Her favorite color is red.

She loves sour patch kids.

She loves her fans and touring, but she’s always happiest when she’s back home in Michigan or in New York with Mat.

𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘩'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 : 💭 soo, this is literally the very first time to post something on here, so i’m trying to get the hang of this so be patient with me😅. please, don’t be a silent reader, i want to hear what you guys will want to see in the future!

:💭 ( feel free to send any request of anything that you guys want to see in this series, and the series yet to come. I absolutely would love to make some of your idea’s come to life! )

#💌tylerhughes #jack hughes sister #hughes!reader #hughes sister #quinnhughes #lukehughes #new york islanders #jersey devil #nhl imagine #nhl fanfiction #nhl au

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strawberryraviegutz · 4 days

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I really REALLY hate those kinds of stupid “hot take” posts. I think they’re just garbage to purposely farm more discourse to cause infighting, but I’ve been holding this in for so long and I need to get it out of my system so here it goes.

Alastor fans are allowed to dislike Valentino. Valentino was made to be a dislikable Villain while Alastor BY VIV’S OWN WORDS is a chaotic neutral antihero based off of Dexter with a moral code. Of course people are gonna like Alastor more than Valentino. The antihero/vigilante is a very popular beloved trope. I mean just look at Magneto and Venom.

You guys claim to want more nuanced characters but when we try and tell you that Alastor is more nuanced BASED OFF OF EVIDENCE FROM THE CREATOR and little possible context clues in the show we get accused of “babying/woobifying him”(as if Val fans haven’t done that to Val). This isn’t a hit piece against all Val fans/simps btw. I may hate that moth, but you guys should be allowed like him without receiving hate and or death threats.

It’s not “hypocrisy” to dislike Valentino or the Vees and like Alastor for the reasons I said above and the four of them aren’t comparable. Yeah they share some traits but overall the only thing Alastor and the Vees have in common are the mistreatment of the souls they own. Like I said, Val fans shouldn’t be attacked for liking him but the thing is…if you’re gonna preach those words then do the same for Alastor fans/simps because we get attacked too.

(Again it’s not all Val stans but it sure it a lot of them. I’ve all so seen Val haters do it too.) Yall claim not to harass people over fictional characters yet will go under Alastor posts and or discussion threads and be like “Uhm actually him and Valentino are the same🤓☝️”.

“He’s worse than Val” “Why can’t we just have a good villain” “Just accept that Alastor is a villain stop babying him” when we’re just minding our own business. Not to mention people going under fanart of Angel! Alastor and being like “erm actually he’d never go to heaven🤪”.

Along with yall bullying the hell out of Alastor selfshippers/simps and using tumblr sexyman as an insult(which reaks of internalized misogyny btw because majority of Alastor simps are women + women are always the first to be made fun of when it comes to characters that Classify as tumblr sexymen being found attractive by them or any character you personally wouldn’t find attractive.)

And yall going around and keep calling Alastor ugly under posts about people gushing about him and i don’t mean lighthearted jokes either because i make fun of the back of his head sometimes too. And full blown harassment. When an Alastor fan provided evidence of Alastor being a more nuanced character which were clips from Viv’s streams, people in the comments and qrts were being extremely rude and dismissive. It got so bad that op deleted the og tweet.

Don’t go around and claim to be against cringe culture but then make fun of people for finding Alastor attractive. And for goodness sake STOP FUCKING CALLING HIM A SLAVE OWNER. And yes he owns souls but that doesn’t matter.

Alastor is canonically half black and its overall disgusting to slap the label “slave owner” onto him knowing damn well that he grew up in the Jim Crow era of America in the Deep South of Louisiana. His existence as a mixed black person back then was basically considered an abomination. With how terrible it was for black people back then, Alastor probably bore witness to a lot of messed up shit growing up and if that’s the case then it’s no wonder he’s so messed up in the head.

This type of behavior has been going on since the days where we only had the pilot and it’s only gotten worse since the show came out. As soon as I saw that scene with husk and Alastor in hell’s greatest dad I automatically knew what was coming. I’m not saying that Alastor Is a good person nor am I saying that what he did to husk was ok. But to go after/make fun of Alastor fans,purposely denying evidence of his character while in the same breath preach against bullying people over liking certain characters makes YOU the hypocrites. So much for anti-harassment. I’m tired. Bye.

#hazbin hotel #vivziepop #vivzieverse #alastor #hazbin alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #valentino #hazbin hotel valentino #valentino hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #husk hazbin hotel

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enniyart · 6 months

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Trollhunter!Nomura AU (part 1)

This AU was made by me and @elegantjellyfishwerewolf (check her account to find more information about it).

Now I want to tell you the beginning of this story.

At this AU Strickler begin to date Barbara two months before the main events. Their relationship got started because of Jim's lack of sleep and lateness at school. As a result, Strickler and Barbara become very close to each other and Jim Jim begins to subconsciously perceive Strickler as his father.

//two months later//

After Kanjigar’s death Strickler gives an order to Nomura to check the canal and take the amulet before it will choose another trollhunter. As Nomura came to the canal the amulet calls out her name and she realizes that it’s not good to her. Because of fear that Bular and Janus Order will kill her as soon as she would open the bridge, she doesn’t go to Strickler.

Instead of it Nomura goes to hide in her apartments where Blinky and Aargh visit her and say that she is new trollhunter now. They quickly understand that she is changeling, Nomura runs from them at the panic and trolls go chasing her. At the same time Toby goes out from dentist and notices three running creatures at twilight. He feels a bit scared but at the same time curious and decides to follow them on a bike. After a “jogging” trolls and changeling come to a temporary truce because Blinky and Aargh realize that Nomura isn’t interested at opening the bridge and Nomura doesn’t see aggression towards herself in their behavior. Toby hears their entire conversation, but reveals his presence with some noise. Nomura notices him and is going to kill him as witness, but Blinky stops her from that and they let Domzalski go on the condition that he does not tell anyone what he saw.

At the same time at the Lake house Strickler proposed to Barbara to get married at dinner and she accepts it. Some later at the same evening he gets an information from goblins that the new trollhuner is Nomura now and it makes him nervous because she knows EVERYTHING about their plans. He sends an urgent order to send NotEnrique on the surface to replace by him Nomura’s place and go by himself to get Angor Rot from his prison because he isn’t sure in Bular’s powers. He wants to destroy the new trollhunter as soon as possible.Strickler brings Angor to Arcadia the very next day. As in canon, Angor doesn’t trust to changeling words that his soul will be free again and preparing a trap to him. At some critical moment Strickler barks at his slave saying something like “Do anything!” and at the next moment Angor cuts off part of left hand on which he was wearing Inferno Copula. Angor takes back his soul but let Strickler go.

Walter gets to the hospital and Barbara is very shocked at the way he looks like. After an attempt was made on Strickler's life while he was in the ward, the fact is that the Order of Janus, specifically Otto, found out about Walt's offer about marriage and decided that their leader had softened. There is an explosion in the hospital as a result of which Strickler survives, but Barbara....does not. At this time Angor decides to redeem himself and therefore comes to the Trollmarket to take on the duties of an absent trollhunter. At first, trolls don’t trust him and a bit afraid of killer, but Vendel because of rumors that the new trollhunter might be a human or changeling decides to accept Angor’s proposal. Draal initially perceives this decision of the elder negatively and challenges Angor to a duel during which he loses (the fight was not public, so Draal did not lose his honor), but Angor decides not to kill him and so they both begin to respond to the calls that were intended for the hunter.

While Nomura moves from her apartments to motel, Strickler replaces the missing part of his arm with a prosthesis (a metal prosthesis with hidden golden claws) and finds out who organized the attempt on him (it was Otto). He comes to the Order of Janus and demonstratively kills Otto (who has already managed to proclaim himself the new head) in front of other changelings, as if saying that he should not be discounted. The changelings recognize Strickler's power and he becomes the leader of the order again.

Enrique is substituted, but NotEnrique verysoon reveals his essence to Claire and she threatens the changeling and asks him to take her to her brother, but Neenrique decides to bring her to the entrance to the Trollmarket in the hope that by penetrating there she will be eaten and he will get rid of the witness. Claire enters the Trollmarket and getting found by Angor. Nunez, impressed by the magic of Angor Rot, asks him to start training her to prepare before going to the Darklands and saving her brother. Angor initially refuses, but Claire is too persistent and determined in her desire to save her brother, so Angor reluctantly agrees, hoping that she will leave after a couple of grueling training sessions or die in the course of training.Nomura understands that the influence of Janus order is growing and it would be better for her to go to Trollmarket, but she also understands that the trolls most likely will not accept her until she proves that she can be trusted. Therefore, she, along with Blinky, Aaarrgh and Toby, who has followed them, come up with a plan to kill Bular. Everything is going according to plan and Nomura, along with Bular's head, goes to the troll market to finally take her place as a trollhunter.

Part 2 here

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toodrasticallydumb · 6 months

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PONYO AU COME HERE MY BABIES

*ahEM* So. What occurred is—as you can maybe see—i was studying Studio Ghibli’s art style to draw lil baby adorable kiddos and may or may not have gotten carried away a bit.

I can explain.

I just love baby Walt and wanted to draw him more and then i was watching Ponyo and Ponyo has red/orange hair like Barbara’s and then one thing led to another and yeah it’s a whole au thing now.

Basically, Ponyo = Baby Barb, Sosuke = Weeny Walt, Fujimoto (Ponyo’s dad) = grown up Jim, Granmamare (Ponyo’s mom) = grown up Claire

Ponyo’s story (i’m gonna refer to as Barb in min) goes pretty much the same as in the movie: she’s a curious lil magical fish who wanders away from her overprotective father one day, excited to catch a glimpse at the infamous humans her father has warned her so much about on their motor boats, unfortunately she gets stuck in a tiny jar and gets swept up onto shore, being found and rescued by…a green human?

Baby Walt is a small youngling, abandoned when he was so small he had barely opened his eyes, or so his father, Vendel, tells the story. Without a proper mother and just a tiny whelp, Trollmarket’s leader (with his badly hidden soft heart) can’t help but end up adopting the small whelp. So baby Walt (as he is nicknamed because Waltolomew was FAR too long, Vendel.) is raised alongside his two much older big brothers, Blinky and Aaarrrgghh who watch over him when Vendel’s busy.

They take him on short, highly-supervised outings around Trollmarket and the beach shore during the night; the one rule? No head-butting anyone’s gronk-nuks. Okay, but also NO GOING IN THE SUN.

Vendel is incredibly acute about the rule and it was a long time of whinnying and complaining and pushing and puppy-dog eyes until he FINALLY let Walt go outside to the beach shore with Blinky and Aaarrrgghh. But Walt always knew his dad was so strict about the rule because if he ever touched the sun he’d burn himself and turn to stone.

Right?

One night, Walt is feeling a little down and Aaarrrgghh suggests bringing a teeny bucket to collect seashells in, except they get kinda get caught up in all the serious work and sunrise comes before they know it. The sun is peeking out past the horizon when Walt gets distracted by a strange glittering in the shallow water. Aaarrrgghh is busy convincing Blinky to let them bring all the shells for Vendel so Walt goes after the shiny item himself. He pads over and finds a jar…with a goldfish inside?

Trying to pull the little fishy out of the jar as gently as he can, he tugs and bites at the glass with his short tusks, before feeling a strange stinging across his body and giving a big shiver—

“HEY! KIDDO GET OUT OF THE WATER!” someone shouts from above and his head whirls around to see a human waving his arms at him and heading down the rocks to get to him.

“Blinky!” he yelps, frozen on the spot, but the troll hushes him with a finger and after an anxious beat of his heart he sees them scramble to run away from the human as it reaches the bank and goes after him. “BLINKY?!” Walt cries out, tears coming to his eyes but he’s quickly scooped up into the arms of the chubby human.

“Be careful, kid, the tides comin’ up, let’s get you out of here.”

“But my papa-” he croaks.

“We’ll find him, don’t worry little dude.”

The rest of the story unfolds similarly to the movie, except Walt is nonverbal for a long part of the time Barb is a fish in the bowl of water. Later though, Barb licks a wound from Walt’s human skin and becomes a human girl (mostly), the two wander around getting into small hijinks at the senior center and around town while being (horribly) babysat by Toby and Wine Aunt Nomura, all the while Barb and Walt get closer and fall in love ❤️

But then Baby Barb is snatched away by Jim and Weeny Walt is left trying to find his big brothers and get back to Trollmarket but keeps questioning if they’ll take him back now.

Soon enough Baby Barb girlbosses her way out of Jim’s hold and makes it back to her green friend, in the process LITERALLY BRINGING THE MOON CLOSER TO THE EARTH AND RAISING THE TIDE UP MOUNTAINS. But it’s all chill, they figure it out in the end lol

As if this post isn’t long enough: some hcs!!!

Barb thinks all humans turn green at night and is very Confused™️ when Toby and Nomura Don’t???

She also thinks all human children are as quiet as Weeny Walt and when they get stuck in school she is very shocked when kids start talking to Weeny Walt like nothing

Walt is VERY attached to Aaarrrgghh and very obvious about it, his favorite brother fr while his relationship w Blinky is more of a play fight of who can be the smartest little buttsnack to each other and impress papa

If it’s kinda confusing: basically changelings in this au change between troll and human when sunlight hits them or darkness/shadow does and since baby Walt didn’t go out in the sun he didn’t know (Vendel knew but was convinced it wouldn’t matter if his little baby knew either way)

Walt wears a moss gauntlet-type thing around his forearm as a sign that he was adopted and spoken for by someone other than his mother

Barb is kinda scared of the dark so Walt shows her cool stuff like fireflies and Walt is scared of the water (because rocks SINK) and Barb shows him cool stuff like big fish and swimming

Barb is the ONLY person Walt talks to during a majority of their time with Nomura and Toby, he is very nonverbal and Barb is VERY verbal so she has enough words to speak for them both

She drags him everywhere and he just lets it happen because of course he does

(when i post, I POST OKAY)

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avirxy · 12 days

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Wing au from that one prompt for the 5+ au headcanons?

this one right?

1. In terms of fastest flyers it was definitely Claire, Jim could maneuver the best, but Toby is the steadiest in the sky.

2. They definitely all had races and Mary always got snippy because she could never win no matter how hard she tried, or cheated.

3. Most people have wings, it’s not entirely uncommon to see someone without wings though, Steve is one of those outliers like his father, and Aja and Krel probably don’t have feathery wings, so their human appearances don’t have wings, they’d have the ones made of light like Skelos and Gaylen.

4. Jim’s wings became really weak after the Darklands, they’re like any other muscle and not using them after a few weeks really weakened them. So Jim spent a lot of season 2 grounded. And by season 3 he probably didn’t really have a lot of time to fly with all his Trollhunter duties.

5. I’d say all their wings have splashes of their primary colors, like Jim’s got some dark blue mixed in with his black, Claire had flits of purple, maybe white, Mary and Toby have the most vibrant colors, Orange and Red. Darci’s is probably a cool green.

6. After Claire loses her wings she absolutely hates having her back to people, or anyone behind her, she gets really jumpy if someone does manage to come up behind her. Even when the girls have sleepovers she has to be facing them. Jim takes notice and immediately tells Toby, Mary and Darci about it, they subtly start watching Claire’s back for her too, Mary goes a bit overboard sometimes, but it’s all in good conscience.

7. On sunny days they have picnics near the lookout, after the Eternal night, Jim likes to stay on the ground with Claire, even if she says otherwise, when the rest go flying, they’ll lay on the blankets and cloud watch it’s not exactly touching the sky anymore but close enough.

#had to add Mary and Darci cuz they’re blorbos too #trollhunters #3below #tales of arcadia #toa #claire nuñez #jim lake jr #toby domzalski #mary wang #darci scott #aja tarron #jlaire #asks #wing au

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pwettylouis · 2 years

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18 - Eddie Munson

Y/n is 18 and her dad, Hopper, can seem to accept it. So she seeks out the help of Eddie Munson.

* You can imagine Y/n being adopted or Jim having a daughter with another woman if you don’t look like Hopper.

“Munson!” Eddie heard his name being called as he sat at his normal spot in the woods, seeing Jim Hoppers daughter, y/n, making her way over. Eddie smirked to himself and stood from the table.

“And to what do I owe the pleasure of Y/n Hopper?” He bowed dramatically. She gave his antics a scowl and crossed her arms.

“I need your help, Eddie.” She sighed. His eyes widened, the Sheriff’s daughter needed the freaks help?

Eddie smirked, standing tall and crossing his arms. “And what could I, Eddie ‘The Freak” Munson, possibly help Jim Hoppers daughter with?”

She sighed and leaned her head back, looking at the sky through the trees. “Y’know what? Forget it, I’ll just find someone else.”

As she went to walk away, Eddie quickly placed a hand on her shoulder, talking off as she glared at him.

He put his hands up defensively. “What do you need? I can do it.” The super senior watched her sigh and look at the ground.

“I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” She looked him in the eyes. Eddie thought for a moment, placing his hand over his mouth.

Y/n was an attractive girl, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t miss a few notes in class because he was looking at her.

“Ok, why me though?” He asked, sitting down and looking up at her.

“My dad can’t except the fact that I’m eighteen and can make my own decisions. If I bring home a guy that’s been caught selling drugs as many times as you have, he’d have a field day.”

It seemed like a good enough reason to Eddie, he did love to piss people off, extra points if they were cops. And even if it wasn’t real, he was still getting a chance with the queen of Hawkins.

“Alright, I’m in.” Eddie held his hand out, Y/n smiling and shaking.

“So daddy,” Y/n started as Jim, El and her sat at the table. “I met a boy, and I really like him, I think he might like me too.”

Jim grumbled, shoving more food in his mouth as you spoke. “I don’t want you dating anyone until I meet them.”

“Well, I’ll let you know everything goes and then maybe he can come over for dinner?” She gave her sweet, good girl smile before Hopper reluctantly agreed.

The next day Eddie had gotten a note in his locker.

��Meet me in the woods after school

- Y/n”

Eddie smiled to himself, folding the note and slipping it in his back pocket. He looked down the hall, seeing Y/n up against the lockers while talking to her friends.

“Finally, I almost left.” Y/n said as she saw Eddie make his way to the table, small metal lunchbox in hand.

He sent the box down on the table, slipping his jacket off and sitting down across from her. “Sorry, I had a deal, and most people don’t feel comfortable doing that around a sheriffs daughter.”

Y/n sucked her teeth and looked down at the table for a moment. “Yeah, I guess that makes sense.” She said as she played with her fingers. “You need to come over and have dinner with my family, on Friday.”

Friday could not come soon enough, Jim had made dinner for the four of you while El had set the table. Now the only thing to do was wait for you and this mystery boy to arrive.

Both of their eyes widened when they heard loud metal music. Jim’s face turned full of shock as he saw the familiar van in his driveway, him and his officers searching it many times before.

The girl smiled to Eddie as she caught a glimpse of her fathers face. The two had made themselves look as believable as possible, Eddie slipping one of his rings and his guitar pick necklace onto her.

The two walked up to the cabin, Eddie only landing one knock before Jim had opened the door. Y/n smiled up at her father, hugging Eddie’s arm.

“Daddy, this is the boy I told you about, Eddie Mu-“

“Munson. I’m aware.” Jim said, quickly cutting his daughter off as he stared down at the boy.

Eddie smiled politely as he held his hand out to the sheriff. “Is great to see you, Hopper.” The girls father stared down at his hand before moving out of the way to let the two in.

Jim watched as Y/n walked the boy into the living room, where El sat watching TV. “El, this is Eddie, the boy I told you about about the other day.”

Eleven watched as her sister slipped her hand into the boys. “Hello,” she looked up at him, Eddie smiling and greeting her as well.

“Alright, let’s eat.” Jim yelled from the kitchen, Eleven got up quickly, leaving her sister and the boy in the living room.

Y/n smiled at up at Eddie, who was trying his best to hold back a laugh before they made their way to the kitchen.

“So Munson.” Jim said, staring the boy dead in the eye. “What’ve you been up to since the last time I’ve seen you? Back to the usual?”

“Daddy-“

Eddie snickered for a moment before swallowing his food. “No sir, I put all that behind me. After last time I decided to clean up my act.”

Jim stared at him questionably, leaning back in his seat to intimidate him. Eddie would be lying if he said he wasn’t though, the two grams of weed in his glovebox staying in the back of his mind.

Dinner ended soon enough, Eddie feeling a bit more relieved as it was almost time to go. “Well Munson, it’s getting late, and I wouldn’t want your uncle to get too worried.”

Eddie smiled politely and nodded his head. “Of course. Thank you for dinner, it was amazing.”

“I’ll walk you out.” As the two slipped out the door, Eddie shoved his hand in the girls back pocket. “The plan worked great. Thank you.”

Y/n said as they approached the van. “Of course, who could pass up free diner?” He laughed. “I do know how you can repay me, though.”

The girl raised her eyebrows as Eddie leaned against his van. “Let me take you out tomorrow, for real.”

Y/n smiled at him, leaning up to place a small kiss on his cheek. “It’s a date.” She said, making her way back to the cabin.

“Hopper?” Eleven looked away from the window for a moment, turning to her father who was sitting in his recliner.

“Yeah, El?” He asked, not looking away from the TV.

The younger girl looked back to the window. “Why is his hand in her pocket?” She asked, tilting her head as she watched her sister.

Hopper quickly made his way to the window, his hands gripping the couch and his knuckles turning white. “I’m going to kill that boy.”

If this gets 100 likes I swear on everything I will make a Billy version

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #Spotify #joseph quinn #joseph quinn fanfiction #hell fire club

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Am I doing Fictober? No not really. But I was suddenly itching to write something for OFMD and I needed a prompt.

This little scene happened because the one for today was "If you don't stop now —"

… and a friend and I had just been discussing whether that clip in the Ep. 6 preview might be Ed and Stede’s first Morning After.

Stede still maintains an open-door policy for the captain’s cabin, except for one thing: He’s banished the crew from his quarters at breakfast time.

Of course the crew all think that’s because he and Ed are waking up in the same bed and want time to get a little… swordplay… in before facing the day. Roach leaves a tray with tea and biscuits outside the captain’s door each morning at first light, and either Stede or Ed wanders into the galley a couple hours later to return the empty pot and the plate with a few stray crumbs.

Nobody listens at the door, because they don’t want to hear that.

So they have no idea what’s actually going on in there.

Which is, in fact, Taking it Slow.

Stede has the bed, because he is the Captain. Ed still holds a murky role on the ship: general helper, occasional carpenter, sometimes assistant to the cook, only occasionally a menace. He’s got the couch. It’s a nice couch, comfortable, a little short but he still sleeps well. Better than he has in a long time.

They undress together at the end of most days, when things are calm and the ship is sliding neatly through the waves, sails full of moonlight. Ed unties the laces of Stede’s shirt. Stede slides Ed’s jacket down over his shoulders. They take turns undoing trouser buttons.

And then one of them kisses the other good-night, and they retreat to separate corners where they change into nightclothes before sliding under their blankets.

Each morning, when the summer sun streams in through the windows, they both wake blinking. Ed sits up on the couch, stretching his arms over his head. Stede is slower to move so it’s Ed who fetches the tray and brings it to the bed, nudging Stede’s hip until he finally rolls onto his back and groans out a “Good morning.”

They balance the tray on the bedcovers between them. The one time Stede tried to pour the tea at that early hour, he missed the cup entirely and they had to change the sheets. And wash them themselves, because Jim and Wee John, on laundry duty that day, took one look at Stede and Ed with an armful of wet bedcovers and steadfastly refused to touch them.

So Ed pours and Stede does the sugar. And with the first cup warming their hands, Stede leans against the headboard, legs still cozy under the fine embroidered quilt from a Spanish merchant ship’s cargo. Ed, wrapped in a soft robe liberated from an English navy captain, sits back against the opposite wall.

By the time they get to the second cup, they’ve each reached for a biscuit and they’re off on discussing plans for the day, rehashing yesterday’s adventures, making up dreams for where the Revenge is headed next.

Time goes on, and the sun rises a little later each day. Ed, long accustomed to shipboard life, wakes at the usual hour anyway. When the sky’s still indigo and Stede doesn’t respond to the usual nudge, Ed rests his palm on the man’s side, fingers curving into his hipbone, and gives a gentle shake to wake him.

As warm daybreaks turn cooler, Ed begins pulling the end of the fine embroidered quilt over his legs while they share their tea. They both stretch out chilled hands for the heat of the teapot, fingers overlapping against the smooth porcelain. “Come sit here,” Stede says one morning, turning the quilt down so Ed can climb in next to him, hip to hip, and then tucking it up around them both.

The next morning, Ed comes to Stede’s bed without the breakfast tray. He stands there a while, watching the sky begin to pale, watching Stede sleep. Stede’s curled up with his back to the room, quilt pulled up over his shoulder and messy gold curls sticking up every which way. He could use a haircut, if he’s going to keep his Gentleman Pirate thing going. They should find a barber at the next port. Maybe they can get some new clothes, too, something soft and well-made, something to make Stede happy.

Ed rests his hand in the usual spot on Stede’s hip, rough fingers wrinkling the fine quilt, but doesn’t shake him. Instead he slides his palm along Stede’s thigh, over hard muscle under the silky soft fabric. He moves his hand to Stede’s shoulder next, then wraps fingers around a bicep made strong by managing sails and learning to throw a proper punch.

Stede finally stirs, head emerging from the covers as he turns. “What are you doing?”

“Waking you up,” Ed says. His hand hovers over Stede’s chest now, over the rumpled nightshirt that’s gotten pulled sideways to show his collarbone. “Is that ok?”

Stede looks at Ed’s hand. “Yes?”

“Good morning, then.” Ed settles his palm over Stede’s heart now, feels how it’s beating quickly.

Stede’s chest rumbles with a quiet moan. “If you don’t stop now…”

Ed freezes, suddenly afraid to move.

“...Our tea is going to get cold.”

A couple hours later, they drink their tea cold.

It tastes wonderful.

#ofmd #ofmd season 2 #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #fanfic #ofmd season 2 spoilers #my fic #bethagain writes romance #enjoy it while you can we'll probably return to our usual genfic programming shortly

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The OFMD Trucker AU by Harley_Quinn09876 [E], 85k

Stede Bonnet is getting divorced, which is actually a very good thing, but quite honestly he has no idea what to do with himself, he doesn't know what he wants, or what he likes... So on a whim, he abandons his life and heads out on a directionless road trip that is partly an escape, and partly an attempt at self discovery. One stormy night, one car accident, and subsequent rescue by a dashing trucker later, Stede is starting to get an idea of what, or at least who, he really rather likes. Or, that OFMD Modern Trucker AU that no one asked for but that I COULD NOT get out of my head

Water Flowing Underground by @gaypiratebrainrot [E], 22k

Actors and long-time friends Stede Bonnet and Edward Teach shoot the second season of their television show about the historical Gentleman Pirate Rhys Darby and Taika "Blackbeard" Waititi. Things do not go as planned.

kissing is what lovers do (and we're not lovers) by @afterism [E]

A vaguely canon-compliant friends-with-benefits scenario where they've been having sex since episode five but still don't kiss until episode nine, because they're both idiots who don't talk it through as a crew.

An Extremely Fun, Memorable, Deeply Cool Adventure by @ofmd-alsaurus [E]

Edward might be the one with the experience, but Stede is the one with the imagination. OR Stede invents cocksucking. Ed is scandalized and intrigued.

your name like a boat by @mia-ugly and @soft-october-night [E], 39k canon setting plus soulmarks

Sailors call them watermarks. A gift from the sea, a name or symbol written on your chest, meant to guide you to your own true love. But Stede Bonnet's mark doesn't look like anything at all. Not really. And it certainly doesn't look like 'Edward' or 'Teach' or 'Blackbeard' or a black beard and that's fine. Completely fine. Ed's absolutely fine with it.

Transformative Work by @mia-ugly and @pinehutch [E], 41k

"I heard you’re a writer,” Blackbeard says. There’s a sudden rustling sound as Blackbeard kicks something across the floor. Frenchie bends down to retrieve it, and sees that it’s a notebook. Wide and empty, like that one Lucius used to carry around with him. “Write us a better ending then.” (Captain Blackbeard has heard about Frenchie’s ‘bit of fanfiction.’ He asks him to write a better ending for his and Stede’s story. Frenchie tries his best but soon other people want to tell the story the way it should have gone, including Fang, Lucius, Ivan, Jim, and ultimately Ed. In the act of surviving and telling stories together, relationships are considered, examined, and developed. Meanwhile, a ship trailing seagulls grows closer and closer on the horizon.)

weather the storm by @one-more-page [E], 10k timeloop

Ed wakes up on the day Stede comes back over and over and over again.

somewhere in time by @one-more-page [M], 16k canon vibes and AU vibes

Stede goes overboard during a storm and watches his life with Ed in a dozen different timelines.

#gentlebeard is trending! by regional_catastrophe [T], 41k

In which Stede accidentally convinces the pirating world that Gentlebeard (or Blackbonnet or Stedward; there's a poll) is canon, reunites his crew, and gets his boyfriend back.

i'm yours, you know by @andillwriteyouatragedy [T], 9k

stede saves his crew, draws a duel, and reunites with the love of his life, though he's certain he's going to die every step of the way.

our blood is thicker than storms and saltwater by @andillwriteyouatragedy [M], 11k

"No!” Ed screams instinctively. He doesn’t know what’s happened, but he knows he’s heard a gunshot, and he knows Stede’s hands are slipping out of his, and he knows, a second later, that Stede’s let go of the railing to fall into the sea below. Somebody grabs onto Ed’s shoulder, but he wrenches them off of him without a second thought. He wrestles his boots off, then his weapons, but he doesn’t care to tear off anything else— there isn’t time for it, not now, not when— “Captain, don’t!” Frenchie shouts behind him. Ed ignores him. The Revenge doesn’t have a captain if Stede Bonnet’s not on board.

Bones Adrift by Skrifores [E], 42k

The Revenge spots a drifting, seemingly abandoned ship. Is it haunted, overrun by demons, or full of vampire-mermaids? Probably none of the above, Ed and Stede think, though some of the crew have different ideas. There does seem to be something wrong about that ship though. It warrants some investigation. This is a ghost story/horror genre (not too scary) multi-chapter story set in the wonderful Co-Captains time before everything went to hell.

Changing Tides by annabagnell and songlin [E], 37k

Stede Bonnet proudly took credit for every pound his lover gained. He was more right than he knew.

Stede Bonnet's Guide to Sexual Failure (and How to Overcome It) by @thetardigrape [E], 6k

Ed and Stede haven't fucked, but not for lack of trying. aka 5 times Ed and Stede didn't manage to fuck, and 1 time they did.

In Favor with Their Stars by @mxmollusca [M], 62k

Ed is an engineer aboard the Revenge, an interplanetary research vessel on a multi-year mission to study Jupiter's moon Europa. An accident requires that Ed awaken from cryostasis over six months early, and finds his only companion to be Stede, the ship's onboard AI. They develop an unconventional friendship, but is it possible to have more? This is classic mutual pining with a sci-fi twist, inspired by all of my favorite stories about the nature of personhood.

one little room an everywhere by @stedebonntits [T], 18k

Instead of running off to sea, Stede runs off to become a lighthouse keeper. It's uneventful, repetitive, and strangely soothing. Until the storm. Until Stede finds the man shipwrecked on the rocks below. Maybe it's what they both needed.

Down Where It's Wetter and Darling It's Better (WAS (Wet Ass Squssy)) by @zombee and @ghostalservice [E], 24k

When Ed hears Izzy's caught something strange in his net, he expects maybe a two-headed swordfish or a weird duck. But what he's found seems a little too human for Ed's taste. A Free Willy/Shape of Water/Little Mermaid/Tentacle AU.

your name like a boat by @mia-ugly and @soft-october-night [E], 39k

if you get the time, the number is still mine by @one-more-page [M], 25k

A series of phone calls as Stede and Ed go from childhood friends, to adults who can't connect, to something more.

#ofmd #our flag means death #fic rec #our flag means death fanfic #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #modern au #mod a

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The Bright Side S01E01: Birthday Blues

The first installment of my Stranger Things sitcom-style fic! Enjoy!

"There he goes again", Jim said, looking at something through the blinds.

"Are you spying on the neighbors?", El asked, coming down to make herself some waffles.

"I'm observing his horrible lawn-mowing technique." Just outside the window, the teenage son of the neighbor next door struggled with a lawn mower. His lines were uneven and Jim knew he wouldn't go back and fix it.

"You could give him some landscaping tips you know."

"If I go over there and try tellin' him what to do that devil-woman will go all mama bear on me." Jim didn't move from his position all the same.

Just then, Steve sped down the stairs, hurrying to pull his jacket on and glance at the fridge. "Rob is gonna kill me! I'm late!" He grabbed and apple and was about to rush out the backdoor when El got up and took him by the elbow. She put a finger to her lips and pointed to their father.

"Are we still on for tonight?", she whispered.

"Yes. Of course. I'll have everything ready", Steve whispered back.

"You kids better not be schemin' behind my back", Jim said without turning around.

"You know El's too innocent to scheme. I'll be back at 6", Steve said before rushing out the door.

Jim mumbled something under his breath about unkempt lawns. El watched for a moment more before leaving as well. She had to finalize today's plans with her friends.

She was practically buzzing when she got to Dustin's house, elated that he already had a whole chalkboard set up in his living room. Max, Lucas, and Will were there too. And Mike. But Will was already sitting next to him so El sat next to Max.

"Alright. Operation Birthday will soon commence", Dustin said. "Everyone remember their jobs?"

"Will and I are going to get him out of the house", El said. "That way the decorations team can come in."

"Max and I are on decorations, because we're the only ones with taste", Lucas grinned.

Then Dustin pointed to himself. "Then Mike and I will procure the present. Which should be arriving from the post office any minute now."

Mike raised his hand. "Remind me again why we're throwing on a party for him?"

"Because he's my father", El glowered. Mike was cute but sometimes he could be a buttmunch. He made it so hard to crush on him some days.

"I think if we're nice to Mr. Hopper, he'll be nicer to us", Will figured. "And maybe stop bickering with my mom."

"Okay, keep these things in mind for everything to go right", Dustin began underlining things on the chalkboard. "Don't let Mr. Hopper and Ms. Byers alone together. Don't let him into the house too early. And do everything perfectly."

"Yeah, how hard can that be?", Mike rolled his eyes.

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"So we're heading to your place right after work?", Robin asked as she stacked some tapes.

"I mean yeah. It's just gonna be me, my dad, my sister, and her friends. A couple of the neighbors", Steve shrugged.

"Oh just? Steve, that's like a dozen people at least. Of course you'd think that's a small get together."

"It's just my dad's birthday. So I mean, if you wanna come...it's really just gonna be us. El and her friends will probably pick a corner and play some game. My dad's probably just gonna argue with Joyce the whole time so-"

"Sounds like you'll be defenseless without me. Or were you hoping to strike up a conversation with Jonathan Byers?"

"Would that be smart?"

"It would be wise, which is different from being smart", Robin pointed out.

"I don't think I'm either. Smart or wise." Steve took some of the tapes Robin had stacked and started carrying them to the shelves.

"You're a wiseass, close enough. Your sister is already friends with the littlest Byers. Maybe if you and Jonathan get really friendly, your parents will too."

"Imagine me, a diplomat", Steve said as he looked around. "It's kinda weird how not-busy we are on a Saturday afternoon, right?"

"Sshh! Don't jinx it! If we're lucky, we'll be out of business before lunch", Robin swiped at him.

"Excuse you, I would like it if I didn't have to go job hunting every week. Bad enough that the freezer at Scoops Ahoy exploded."

"Yeah, who would've thought an ice cream freezer would explode?"

"We promised the NDAs we would never speak of it again."

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El was pulling her father out of the house by the hand. "Come on Dad, you have to see this."

Will followed from behind, putting a finger to his lips as Max and Lucas silently snuck in through another door, box full of decorations. Once Will closed the front door, they let out a breath.

"Okay, we've got an hour to get all this stuff up", Lucas said, opening the box.

"Wait, Lucas", Max held a hand up. "We've got a whole hour."

"Yeah? I just said that."

"This is gonna take us 10 minutes tops. Which means we can do a little...", Max's eyes looked this way and that about the living room.

Lucas' chin jutted a little. "Snoop?"

"Not snooping. Just...exploring."

"I'm not looking through El's stuff. 1. she's a girl. and 2. she's a party member. That breaks two rules. And Hopper probably just has old man underwear and cologne."

Max's head cocked. "Steve's stuff?"

"Let's go!"

They bounded up the stairs without a moment's hesitation.

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Steve in the middle of trying to both sell a video and get a date when the phone at the desk rang.

"Family Video, bringing home entertainment to your whole family. This is Steve, how may I help you?"

"Steve? It's El. We have a problem."

"What is it? What's going on?"

"So we started Operation Birthday-"

"That sounds like one of Dustin's plans. I told you to stop scheming with those guys-"

"Steve, Dad's leg is broken!"

"What?", Steve breathed out. He tried gesturing for Robin to start grabbing his things from the breakroom and it took some wild movements as she first picked up a tape, then pointed to a chair, and then finally realized he wanted his keys and jacket. All through this, El was telling him how Jim slipped on a skateboard (probably Max's) and Joyce had to drive them to the hospital.

"I'm on my way." He hung up and turned to Robin.

"Go. I'll take care of things here. Save me some cake?"

"Will do. And you're the best!"

"That's why you imprinted on me!", she shouted at his back as he left the store.

Steve sped down the road and pretty much bulldozed his way into the hospital before getting to the room where they were seeing Jim. He looked up in surprise.

"Where's the fire kiddo?"

"El said you broke your leg!", Steve panted out.

"It's more of a sprain really", Joyce piped up from the chair she was sitting in. "But you wouldn't know it from how he bawled like a baby."

"Hey I think I have a right to scream and shout when my leg's outta whack."

"You got your little girl in a panic and she called your son down", Joyce waved a hand at Steve.

"Better than leaving me at the mercy of you."

"Well maybe I should've let Will drive you to the hospital, how about that?"

Jim had a comeback for that while El slid in next to Steve with a sigh. "They were like this the whole. way. here."

"Well, that's what you get for your schemes. Joyce said it's just a sprain though. He should be fine. But I'm sorry it didn't go the way you planned." Steve gave her a pat on the shoulder.

Lucas and Max came in, along with Jonathan and Will.

"Will told us everything!", Lucas exclaimed.

"So uh, did you ever find the punk the skateboard belonged to?", Max asked, eyes shifty. "Because I bet it was Todd Palmer."

"Definitely", Lucas agreed. "Definitely Todd Palmer. There's no way it could belong to any of us." Which got him a swift smack in the arm from Max.

"What's this about plans and schemes?", Jim asked, bypassing all of the rest.

El let out a sigh. "We were trying to surprise you for your birthday." She looked utterly heartbroken.

"C'mere, kiddo", Jim said from the hospital bed. He enveloped his daughter in a hug. "You know what we always say. It's the thought that counts. You know I don't need a big party or fancy gifts-"

Mike and Dustin bursted through the doors. "You guys won't believe what we had to go through to get this gift!", Dustin shouted.

"Dude! Hospital! Inside voice!", Steve also shouted though not as loudly.

"We were waiting for the mailman, right?", Mike launched, ignoring Steve. "But the truck drove right past us-"

"So we're chasin' and chasin' after this guy, shouting at him to stop the car-", Dustin continued.

"And he goes all the way back to the post office-"

"We get in, try and tell them what happened but they won't give it to us without proof of address which is totally agist-"

"So we had to sneak into the back and find the box but we got caught and they started chasing us and I'm pretty sure we just committed a felony."

"But we got the present~", Dustin sang triumphantly, holding the box over his head.

He put it at the foot of Jim's bed and everyone looked at him expectantly. Jim rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore the possible package theft that the two kids committed and grabbed the box. It did in fact have their current address on it. He opened it and took out book with the utmost reverence.

"Is that?", Steve started to ask.

"My mother's recipes", Jim confirmed. He looked to El. "How did you?"

"I have my ways", she smiled. "You told me she had a pancake recipe that would make me forget all about waffles."

Jim laughed softly. "That she did." He pulled her in for another hug and kissed the top of her head. "Thanks, kid."

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Later, Jim was released and Steve helped him into the house and onto the couch. The other kids felt bad even now and were still lingering around in the house even though they had nothing to do.

"Just relax and let cable TV soothe you", Dustin said as he turned on the television while Steve went up to his room.

"Which one of you little nerds went through my stuff?!", he shouted from upstairs.

Lucas and Max shared a look of panic before bolting from the house.

Episode 2

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