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starrshaddow · 4 months

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part 2 of that university mizu i wrote

So you have her hoodie right?

Its so big on you btw (reaches your thighs) but it's also very comfy.

You're on your way home, on the bus. She waved at you goodbye from outside the window. Of course you waved back. Without her hoodie, she's just wearing a plain tee shirt.

It's not even cold in the bus.

Hell, its not even that cold outside too.

So u cant help but smile at her caring gesture.

Your hand goes up to your lips to suppress the big smile on your face.

then you realize her hoodie smells like her too.

Now her perfume is stuck on you too.

You could still smell her perfume even after you've taken off her hoodie

___

You texted her that you'll return it tomorrow. You both have your respective classes. she has morning class while you have afternoon classes.

Lmk if your class is done, im waiting outside ur building :))

That was your mesage an hour ago. She didnt respond.

You constantly looked at the time and checked her schedule, double thinking whether or not this is her actual building.

Ding!

I'm omw

it wasnt too long until she walked out of the building with her bag slung over her shoulder. You smile.

Then you notice there was someone else with her.

Whoever he was, he was creating years amount of stress on mizu's face

"Why'd you keep telling me to go away? Not like i'm going to scare her off! Or maybe you're scared. You scared she'd ditch you for me once she sees me? What? You scared?"

"shut up." mizu said through gritted teeth

Then her serious and annoyed expression quickly shifted to a more softer and gentler when she sees you.

Her brow relaxes and she stops walking fast, trying to escape her chatterbox of a 'friend'.

You smile at her and you wave.

You look at the man beside her a polite smile and an acknowledging nod.

You walk to Mizu to give her a paperbag

"thanks"

She looked confused as she peaked inside the paperbag

"its- uh, your hoodie," you point yourself, "the one you let me borrow? Remember? Yesterday?"

She huffed a laugh at your stammering

"i was hoping you're not going to return it."

Huh?

She gave you back the paperbag

"keep it."

You look at it in uncertainty, you glance at the man beside her who also seems kinda surprised, then to mizu who looks at you encouragingly.

Take it.

Is what she seems to say.

So you did, but unable to look her for long in the eye from being flustered.

"Thanks?" you laughed. "Do you want to have breakfast?"

"It's eleven."

You rolled your eyes

"then brunch."

Then you remembered her friend,

"oh,- uh, he can come with if he wants to! What's your name, by the way?"

"Taigen!-" "Absolutely not."

Taigen looked at Mizu like she just told him to go to hell. (she kind of did, in her mizu way)

even you were taken back by her cold COLD COLD voice.

"he's busy." mizu said with finality.

Taigen frowned

"What's with you? Can't i atleast meet your new friend? Its not everyday you get a new friend! Dude, come on!"

Mizu turns to him with a sharp glare behind her glasses.

Taigen huffs and walks away.

"Whatever. Fucking rude." then he smiles at you, a very good smile that probably has the intent in looking handsome. "My names Taigen by the way, if you ever get done with Mizu's bitchiness my number is-"

Mizu just pushed him away by his face and went to you, grabbed you by the hand and speed walked out of there (it was hard to keep up, she walks fast).

"he's something."

"something to get rid of, more of." she responded quickly, it made you laugh.

That was when you started asking her if she have other people in the uni she's close with. She said yes and told you about akemi and ringo.... and taigen.

"out of all of them, i like being with you the most."

GIRL COME ON

SHE'S SUPER INTO YOU BUT YOU DONT WANT TO JUMP INTO CONCLUSIONS

THIS UNI READER AND MIZU IS MAKING ME PULL OUT MY HAIR

Mizu: i am literally in love with you

Reader: oh haha i love my friends too

___

Mizu started introducing you to her friends one by one after that. She wasnt surprised to see you and ringo get along since you both share a very calm and kind vibe.

Akemi, you were a bit hesitant at first. I think you felt somewhat insecure? She just looks so pretty, and...

"Oh, this is (Y/n)? It's nice to finally meet you!"

But when she spoke to you and you start talking to her, she's a very interesting person. She's kind, have that fierceness in her, but honest and polite. She's cool, and you got along well with her.

Then there's taigen.

You didnt hate him, but he does get overwhelming at times. He does say funny comments.

You thought him and mizu's interaction was the best it can be but man, is seeing him, mizu, and akemi banter is the best.

It's like a sitcom. Insults thrown here and there which usually ends with taigen with his ego or face bruised.

___

the most memorable thing you two had was during a party

Its so full of people, like touching shoulders at how many there were and you were both just there to pop in and say hi to akemi, wish her a happy birthday. Stay a few hours and leave to hang out somewhere.

You two love doing that. going in a very extroverted place just to say you went only to leave early to do whatever introverted stuff you two want to do (like stop by the grocery because you needed to restock, or stop by the park on mizu's way home because there are cats there)

anyways, so there were so many people right?? And they were havng fun, its loud, they're dancing. and you're starting to feel bothered by them. You and mizu are holding hands to get through the people. You both want to go home but you still have to find akemi.

She stops to make sure you're close behind her, and just as you were about to catch up to her, the crows moves like a tidal wave you end up being caught in it like a fish caught in the currents.

You get shoved so hard that you let go of mizu's hand and end up stumbling forward.

Youre pressed up to someone

and youre too embarassed and too scared to look.

Then you smell their perfume

Mizu.

Your heart thumps.

And you stopped breathing when she shifts, so your head is tucked under her jaw. Her hand finding its way around your waist

it was like she was shielding you away from the people, a crowd that you hate so much.

She's warm. super warm

Or maybe its just you and your lesbian disaster tendencies?

The fact that your height difference was even made more obvious in this situation wasnt helping

Then the crowd shifts and finally there's space again.

And even when there was space, she didnt pull away.

So you did.

You pulled away because you didnt want to make her uncomfortable, not knowing she cherished every single second of it.

That was the first time you two even made physical contact. Like straight up somewhat intimate physical contact that goes more than hand holding and arm touches.

None of you mentioned it on the way home.

But you were both thinking about it.

(i bet mizu felt giddy over it but her face remained stoic lmao)

___

i think mizu thinks you dont like her back the same way she likes you. (come on, she might as well marry you at this point)

So i think what she did was she wanted to enjoy your presence and convesations and decided she'll tell you when she can see that you feel the same way. if you still dont reciprocate her feelings then she'll definitely court you (in a non obvious way) until you do

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when she came over to your apartment it was when you definitely trust her lotsa to be there.

You guys watched movies in a projector. Overtime it made mizu sleepy and she drifted off.

You were so invested in the movie you just noticed it when you heard her low soft breathing. (she's quiet during the movie, she made little comments and remarks like "why would she go there? Is she stupid?")

SHES SO CUTE WHEN SHES ASLEEP OKAY

She looks so unguarded.

So you took your phone and snapped a pic. You even replaced her contacts picture to it.

Her hair was down today (rare times). You think it looks great on her too.

when she woke up, she was super embarassed and apologetic

"no, its fine! Dont worry about it." then you showed her her picture. "you look really cute by the way."

Mizu didnt know how to react??? But she did march towards you to grab your phone but you easily held it away and dodged her.

She gave up

so she stood there and looked you directly in the eyes. Face half amused and adoring

"you're such a fucking brat."

Then she left and went back to your couch. Her long hair swaying behind her.

i'd be lying if i said that statement lived rent free in your mind

That was the first time you heard her curse

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if she went in your home, you did too in her dorm. it was during a school break. Her roommate was away visiting her family.

Turns out she lived closer to the uni than you. It's just a few minutes walk away.

it made you feel warm knowing she had to walk maybe ten minutes? just to wait for the bus with you, and walk another ten to go back here again.

She never mentioned it too

Mizu's a real clean freak kind of person, she wants everything to be organized. But you also learned she cant cook. She even burned a pasta, how do you burn a pasta?!

"i didnt know i had to boil water first."

"well what did you do first?"

She was silent then she turned away from you

"...i placed the pasta in a pan with oil."

You dont know what to say anymore

I think youre the one to teach her (other than ringo) how to cook.

Also when you both were cutting vegetables, mizu held her knife wrong so you'll correct her and teach her how.

"here, let me show you."

You held her and positioned the knife properly on her hand. While you explained and taught her how to easily slice a cabbage, you missed how she cheekily smiled.

We all know how great mizu is with a knife.

She just wanted a reason to hold your hand.

"ringo, i dont think i'll be going to your cooking lessons next week."

"what? why? Is my teaching skills not good?" ringo asked worriedly

"no, you're great, ringo. I just..." she smiled, "want to learn from someone else."

___

I think the gang had enough of you two pining each other like a bunch of idiots, so they all had the plan of getting you both drunk after exams under the excuse of 'celebrating'.

But it didnt work

Because you were incredibly responsible and drink slowly (two hours have passed and you're still drinking from the same glass)

While mizu didnt drink at all (she knows what they're doing and she doesnt like it because she wants you or her to confess during the right time and place while being sober. hell no is she going to drunkleny confess to you at the sidewalk).

The gang (mostly taigen) tried to force either of you to drink but it didnt work.

Akemi nudged taigen from under the table. And that was their cue to go to Plan B.

Plan B? Taigen starts hitting on you (was supposed to be inconspicuously but he's bad at being inconspicuous)

compliments you, jokes that made you laugh, and jabs of insults to mizu.

anyways, i think mizu got annoyed and went up to go to the bathroom.

You notice and excuse yourself from the group. You go after her.

She was cleaning her glasses with the end of her shirt when you got there.

You see the slight furrow in her brow and the tightness on her jaw.

You smile comfortingly at her.

"Wanna ditch this place with me?"

"You can stay. You look like you're enjoying yourself, anyways."

She doesn't return your smile like she usually do. She wasn't joking.

your smile falters and you slowly approach her.

"What do you mean? Of course i am, they're our friends."

I think mizu's upset because she's starting to think you really dont like her at all. Or maybe you just don't like a 'her' in general. You don't giggle the same way as you did to taigen, nor do your eyes shine when he compliments you.

She wants to leave and think.

Mizu sighs and turns to you

"i'm going. Tell them that for me."

"what?" you grab her hand when she walks past you. "Mizu, what- where are you doing? What's wrong?"

Should she say it?

Say how much she likes you that it's absolutely breaking seeing you not realize it?

She wanted to scoff.

Hell no. She's not going to admit just because fucking Taigen started hitting on you.

Then she looks at you, and just like that all her frustrations and annoyance washes away.

You looked genuinely upset and worried for her.

Your eyes are sad, and you're looking up to her like she just told you she's leaving forever.

She sees it now.

That all this time you have been looking at her differently, but she wasn't able to see it because she sees you all the time.

You look at her with so much longing and care that it made her feel weak.

So she holds your hand that's gripping her wrist and offers you a gentle smile.

"I'm going to tell them we're going. How's that?"

There it is.

Your heartfelt smile.

"Okay."

#mizu x reader #modern mizu

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bcolfanfic · 1 month

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young vets au - robert no rizz rosie rosenthal headcanons (a collaboration with @swifty-fox)

stays active duty in the air force for a smidge longer than the other guys and almost goes down the JAG path but realizing he likes his law interest separate from the military is what kinda pushes him towards wanting to just go back to practicing law "normally".

moves to upstate new york, settles back in and makes a nice lil quiet life for himself. outside of work he likes watching birds and is a lil (a lot) nerdy- bless him. he's a good man savannah!!! a good man!!

the guys are always texting him pics of birds like hey. what is this.

adopts as a single dad which he will say over and over and over was the single best decision he ever made in his time on earth.

that little girl is his whole world plus some and he just adores her. since it's just the two of them they're super close. for not being his biologically, she's just about his clone.

his bird watching buddy, his best friend <3

but he does kinda wish it wasn't *just* the two of them sometimes. feels like he's gonna be the last one standing of the guys finding someone and settling down. (outside of demarco. he'll bring a new girl to every reunion until the end of time. it is what it is)

the guys try to set him up with women they know, friends, friends of friends, cousins etc

it doesn't go well, well.

he's attractive and a sweet man- it's just that he opens his mouth and...

"we should start telling these girls he's mute so he has a better shot at at least getting his dick wet" - demarco, to the "The Bachelor Rosenthal Edition" group chat one night

he's a good sport about things but it does get to him when he thinks about it for too long

is on the phone with curt one night and gets a little choked up talking about how he doesn't understand why he can't click with anyone like that, that he feels broken and like there's something wrong with him.

in his comforting him- curt's third eye flies open. takes him a hot minute to figure out how he's supposed to bring this up without freaking him out, but he gets there.

"'m gonna say something and you aren't gonna freak out on me, alright? have y'- have you considered that maybe it's not you, it's that they're y'know, women?"

no, rosie hadn't considered that.

after a longer come to jesus talk he agrees to let curt set him up with one of his buddies with the promise that curt will fill him in on everything first.

thinks curt is onto something with that earlier question, but he's a sweetheart and doesn't want to hurt this guy if they are wrong here.

and it ends up going, unlike every other date he's been on, good.

curt's friend is a little nerdy too. thinks rosie is just darling and is happy to listen to him yap about his job, bird watching and the air force and his daughter.

the group chat is popping bottles when it hits 11pm and none of them have heard from him about how it went yet.

few things in curt's life have made him feel more like a mastermind than when rosie eventually does touch base with him the next day.

"so y' got laid??"

"well uh- no, i uh, y'know, shotoffalittleearly."

curt loves him and doesn't wanna laugh at him but can't help it bc he just finds this whole thing so endearing LOL. tells him he's glad he had fun, he has time to work on well-

rosie doesn't let him finish that sentence.

which is ironic when he does end up texting curt (and bucky) with some uh questions about things that he didn't really want to google.

things with curt's buddy work out long term. rosie loves him, the guy loves rosie and more importantly, he adores his daughter. funny how life works out.

***they work out but their first fight rosie thinks its the end of everything even though it was over something super menial. texts curt to be like thanks for the set up/sorry i ruined it and curt is like buddy. he's been texting me asking if i can get you to talk to him. take a deep breath please.

#young vets au #masters of the air #rosie rosenthal #robert rosenthal

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galvanizedfriend · 11 days

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Klaroline WIP Wednesday

This is my humble contribution to this wip Weds! It's a tiny little snippert from the next chapter of Speed Dating, which has been sitting untouched for way too long. Genuinely hoping this might give me the will to keep going because I am this 🤏 close to the finish line (before editing starts and the finish line gets away from me again but shhhh, we're not going there yet).

She doesn't see Elijah again for the next two days. Whatever he's in town for, he either glides around the apartment like a ghost or their schedules are totally at odds. If not for the extravagantly fancy woolen overcoat by the door and what she has quickly learned is a very particular brand of moodiness for Klaus, she would've thought he'd already left.

It's probably for the best, considering the horror of that first meeting, but curiosity is an unscratchable itch. Elijah has intrigued her for years, more so than any of Klaus’ other siblings. Putting a face - well, a little more than a face, really - to the person is a given, but she can't help the desire to dig deeper. It’s in her nature to be nosy. About him, about Klaus, about the whole family.

Despite the fact she's lived with one and been friends with another for years, the Mikaelsons remain a mystery to her. The more she knows, the more confusing it gets. Nothing about them seems to make much sense, and Caroline hasn't even decided if that's a super-rich, children of the 1% thing, or if the Mikaelsons are especially wacky even among their peers.

After two days, though, she's just about lost hope of bumping into Elijah again. She doubts he'll be staying for much longer, especially with Klaus' cordial show of hospitality. Not that Elijah seemed bothered - being rude to siblings for no apparent reason seems to be one of those things that are normal by Mikaelson standard. It's just how they operate.

She's just back from a shift at the hospital, idly scrolling through her Instagram while she waits for the microwave to deliver her sad leftover dinner. Bitterly, she realizes it has been months since she last updated her feed. Her last photo is with Tyler, for crying out loud. Should she even keep it there? What's the etiquette for when you break up with someone for no earth-shattering reasons, the relationship just fizzling out and running its course? Is it rude to delete all evidence of him from her social media records? Is it expected? Will he be upset? Has he deleted her from his social media?

In fact, now that she thinks about it... Is Tyler even seeing anyone?

"Huh," she mumbles to herself, fully internalizing in that second how truly messy her life has become that she hasn't even cyber-stalked her ex to know what he's been up to since they broke up. That's a whole new level of rock bottom unlocked, right there.

"Miss Forbes?"

Caroline nearly drops her phone when she looks up to find Elijah standing by the kitchen door. She swears to God the man is unnaturally feline; she didn't even hear him approach.

Unlike in their first encounter, he's now fully clothed and, unsurprisingly, he looks just as good as he did without a stitch on. Maybe better. His suit looks as though it was sewn directly onto his body by an Italian master tailor. The range of that man.

"Hey!" She cringes at her high pitch, standing up straight.

His smile is affable as he steps further into the kitchen. "Do I interrupt?"

"What? No. I was just scrolling."

Caroline feels suddenly very self-conscious of just how crazy frumpy she must look standing in front of Elijah. The man is a poster boy for wellness and prosperity, while she is... Well. Not.

Suffice to say she's wearing a Timberwolves t-shirt from her long-gone cheerleading days in high school with at least five visible holes on it.

"I've been meaning to apologize for that horrid incident the other day," he starts. Caroline wouldn’t have brought the incident up, assuming he would rather forget it ever happened, but if it causes him any measure of discomfort to have been butt naked in front of a complete stranger, he does not show, which - now that she thinks about, is something else that feels very Mikaelson-esque. They do all seem to be incredibly comfy in their own skins. "Niklaus warned me that you would be home soon, but my despair for a proper shower was stronger than caution. I should've been more careful."

"You don't have to apologize. It's fine. It was nothing." That would've been a good place to stop. A very mature and dignified let's leave it at that and never mention it again. But her stupid mouth just keeps going. "I see naked people all the time at the hospital. It's totally unremarkable." Elijah's eyebrows inch upwards into a mildly curious expression. "I don't mean that you are unremarkable!" she corrects, and then, getting immediately horrified at the implications, adds, "You're not - I mean, you're ok, you're - obviously. Not that I was looking, I wasn’t - I just mean - You know what? I'm just gonna shut up now." She snaps her lips sealed, half-wishing that a hole would open underneath her feet and suck her into the magma of the earth.

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #klaus x caroline #kc fanfiction #klaroline wip wednesday #yokan writes #or tries to #it's possible i'm having a lot of fun with Elijah in this chapter you guys

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highvern · 7 months

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drunk goggles couple are my otp fr fr!!!!!!!! but because i love the pain i would very much like to know what was their first fight over? 👹

first silly non-couple fight:

in high school Mingyu crop dusted her so she tackled him to the ground, twisted his arm behind his back, and sat on him till he cried and apologized lol that is the story of how they become friends and why he has always been a little scared of her

first serious fight as friends:

was probably in college like freshman/sophomore year when Mingyu accidentally dogged some girl she was somewhat friends with and she’s is like wtf is wrong with you? Like they were only really acquainted/friends in group settings so they weren’t super close yet and she is like of course he comes to college, joins a frat, gets hot and turns into an asshole. He thinks she’s being nosy and needs to mind her own business lmao. They bicker constantly about it but it resolves itself after a month or two helped by the fact that the girl was like “he picks his nose in public anyways sooooo”

first silly couple fight:

he accidentally leaves the seat up and when she falls in he laughs at her, she texts his mom to let her know that her son is horrible and he gets an earful about why he should be nicer to her (bc his mom adores her)

first real couple fight:

definitely pre-Lucky Me, a combination of his sometimes oblivious/too trusting nature and her passive aggressive tendencies me thinks. plus they're both sensitive babies. the first real fight of a relationship is always so hard and can really make or break things, as much as I've written him to be the perfect man he'd definitely be frustrated even if he gets where she's coming from.

if y'all watched sex lives of college girls, two characters (Canaan and Whitney) fight because a girl hits on him. she obvi doesn't like it but he's like "im successful, nice, and attractive. people are gonna hit on me but i don't want them i want you." and its essentially a trial of trust. he basically tells her that if she can't trust him then he doesn't know what to do. so literally Jealousy pt 2 except she actually does have the right to be upset but takes place at like a work party and its Mingyu's coworker who knows he has a gf

I think Mingyu would definitely be super offended if she implied he was dumb/naive for being nice to the girl that was hitting on him, even if he side stepped all her advances and all he talked about was "my girlfriend likes that show too" or "my girlfriend is the one who got me this shirt, i'll tell her you complimented it" because he's not gonna be an asshole to people its just not who he is but he makes it painfully clear he is happily locked down and tries to leave the conversation the second an opportunity presents itself. She would still be upset because insecurities and she can't understand why he doesn't see it her way even though she knows this is something she is gonna have to accept. It’s a fight where they’re both upset about two different things ie her upset about girls flirting with him and kinda takes it out on him and he’s upset that it feels like she doesn’t trust him

they don't talk for a few days both very heated and opinionated but unbeknownst to each other, they each reach out to Seungcheol and his then fiancé for advice on how they handle fights since they're both in it for the long run. eventually someone apologizes, they work through it, and come out the other side stronger than before thank god

#answered ask #anon ask #🫡 highvern #this was so much longer than i thought it was gonna be but like slay #kim mingyu x reader #kim mingyu #dghe couple #kim mingyu fluff #mingyu fluff

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spiderrrling · 2 years

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Guts to say anything (Eddie Munson x F! Reader)

Pairing - Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Summary - Two idiots in love finally being able to admit their feelings to each other, middle school best friends to lovers

Warnings - None! Just the slightest amount of angst

Word count - 3433

A/N - This fic is based on the song Guts by All Time Low, give it a listen while you read!! Another fic I’ve managed to bang out during work, I’m really happy with this one just because I think its super cute :) have fun!

Requests are open and feedback is always appreciated! Remember to leave a like and comment/reblog to support your local fic writers

The trailer was quiet this time of night, but the soft voice of Eddie Munson. Wayne had left a couple of hours ago for his shift at the plant. Eddie's uncle always insisted she just call him Wayne, or Uncle Wayne, insisting that she was practically family so there was no need for a Sir or Mr when speaking with him.

Fall had come to Hawkins and the happy feeling of summer had subsided as the season shifted and a new semester at Hawkins High started.

It was an ordinary Tuesday evening. She had promised Eddie she would come over and help him write his paper for Ms. Click's class, determined to help him finally graduate high school two years late so they could graduate together.

Papers laid strewn around his bed, and their countless history books laid among them along with pens and highlighters. Eddie was reading aloud a passage for his paper for her to hear.

She was laid out on his bed, her head laid along the side of the bed close to where Eddie was sitting on the floor, his back against the bed with his paper in his hands. Her handwriting intertwined his on the paper.

"From this perspective it may be considered that the allied forces were rescued by the Americans joining the war efforts during the first world war, helping to turn the tide against the Germans."

"Don't say Germans, it was the Triple Entente." She corrected him, nabbing the paper from his hand and underlining the word, indicating he should fix it.

"And this is exactly why I keep you around." Eddie joked and took back his paper before he started reading again, this time with his narration voice that he used for Dungeons and Dragons, making his very ordinary paper on World War One a much more enjoyable experience and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Come on, you know I can't focus when you do that." She whined and kicked his shoulder with her foot. "It's too late to focus anyway." Eddie rubbed his face, trying to keep the sleepiness at bay.

She had been helping Eddie with his essays for what seemed like forever. They had been friends since middle school, and their friendship had started with her hating every single ounce of his being. Ever since Eddie had checked out every single Dungeons and Dragons book he could find in the library, and not caring to return them by their due date.

The librarian had gotten so tired of her constant asking about the books being returned that she told who had checked them out. That day at lunch, she sat next to Eddie for the first time and demanded to see the books, since he was keeping her from learning about the fantastical world of Dungeons and Dragons, it only seemed fair.

And that had been the start of their friendship. He had been older, which sucked because it meant they never shared their library period together, and he went to high school before her. But ever since the club started there had always been a spot for her in Hellfire. "It's only fair after I kept you from the game for so long." He'd joke and say.

Ever since that day they had been thick as thieves, practically joined at the hips and everyone knew that. When Eddie was a senior and got his first note that he would be held back she had joked he'd failed just to stay with her, it may not have been that far from the truth if you asked him.

"You know, I'm convinced you just can't leave me here all by my lonesome."

"Yeah, you're right someone's gotta keep an eye on you, because we all know I am the voice of reason in this friendship." He would jab right back at her. "Besides, I can't have you find a new prank partner if I'm not around."

"I could never." She meant it, there was no one that could ever replace Eddie, his place in her life.

Eddie bought her books, all sorts of them. Fantasy, science fiction, classical literature. Just to be able to see her reaction to reading them. In return she would supply him and subsequently the Hellfire club with baked goods.

They fit so well together, there was never any pressure to be anyone else but themselves when they were around each other. Being with Eddie was easy, it was natural and it was perfect.

Which is what made it so difficult to tell when these feelings had started. Eddie had always been cute, even when his hair was buzzed in middle school. But as he got older, and his hair got longer, there was a different sort of charm to him. And she had started picking up on it.

The way he started dressing, finding his classic rock inspired style with his rings and chains. The leather jacket he absolutely refused to go without. Deciding one day to cut his own bangs, which ended up in her having to help him.

Her eyes would be lingering for a little too long on his face, finding her eyes wandering during class to where he was sitting just so she could look at him. Or her mind going completely crazy with thoughts of him.

Before she really knew what had happened she found herself in the scenario having the biggest crush, on her longest and best friend. She had tried pushing the feelings away, but that just made them come by stronger. She would come home from school, or from his trailer and just scream into her pillow.

Butterflies kept appearing in her stomach whenever she was around him and she found herself stuttering and falling over her words more and more frequently.

Some part of her heart had slowly been falling in love with Eddie Munson, until she was head over heels without noticing before it was too late.

Eddie had continued reading aloud his essay but she wasn't listening to what he was saying. She was too focused on his voice to be able to listen to what he was saying.

She had been in his room more times than she could count. Granted it had changed a lot over the years. She had helped him hang at least half of the posters that decorated the walls, even helped him install his precious guitar stand. His room was messy, but in a lived in sort of messy charming way. It felt like crawling inside a part of Eddie’s brain and she could spend hours in here studying every inch of the room.

Books that couldn't fit on his small shelf were stacked on the floor in between the heaps of clothes that were spilling out of his closet. It permanently smelled of weed in there, but she didn't mind. In her mind the smell of weed was so closely linked to Eddie by that point.

Her hands ran over the blanket on his bed, the one she had knitted for him when she had her knitting phase years ago. It was worn out and practically falling apart but he had still hung onto it. Same with the one in the living room that laid on the couch.

Some part of Eddie couldn't bring himself to get rid of anything she made. There was a box, shoved to the way back beneath his bed filled to the brim with everything she had ever made him. From failed knitting projects, to every birthday card and even every note she passed him during school.

She was the most solid part of his life beside his uncle. There was never a moment where he felt as if she wasn't there for him. Of course they had fought, they were teenagers who sometimes got too caught up in their own mess to not have had small fights.

But they always found their way back to each other eventually. He would write her a song, or she would bake something and bring to him at the trailer park late at night, and he would let her in and they would eat and laugh about whatever stupid argument they had had.

Eddie had always loved her, deep down no matter the kind he had always loved her since that first day in the cafeteria. The feeling grew and changed with the year, and he realized that she felt like home. His home.

He wasn't sure when his feelings had shifted from platonic companionship into romantic longing, but he adored her. Every part of her, even the ones that sometimes drove him crazy.

It was difficult having her around without the feelings threatening to spill over, but he tried his best to keep them at bay. Convinced she did not feel the same way about him that he felt about her.

Besides, she was already getting flack at school for being best friends with the freak, he couldn't imagine what might happen if they became something more.

"You paying attention up there?" Eddie turned his head to look up at where she was laying. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing slowly. Eddie played with the rings on his fingers, a habit he had picked up when he felt the urge to touch her.

The intense want to brush stray pieces of hair out of her face, or to hold her hand. And the worst thing was that he had done all of those things countless times before. But that was when he wasn't aware of the feelings brewing inside of him and he knew that touching her could send him spiraling.

"Falling asleep?" He asked softly and she only hummed in return.

"Need me to drive you home? Or you could stay if you want."

She scrunched her nose, knowing her parents didn't care too much but they wouldn't be happy she stayed the night at Eddie's on a school night. She had stayed over at his place more times than she could count, but on a school night?

Her parents thought their friendship in middle school had been cute, but they got more and more suspicious as they both got older.

"You know if you like him that is ok!"

"Mom no gross, it's Eddie I could never think of him that way."

It had been a lie and she knew it, in fact it was one of the only things she thought about these days. In fact it was one of the things she struggled not to think about.

"You do know it's only ten minutes to walk right?" She pushed herself up so she was resting on her elbows and could look down at where he was seated on the floor.

"And? Hawkins is dangerous this time of the night." It was true, more and more strange things kept happening in the small town they used to think was so dull the most dangerous thing that could happen was someone dying of boredom.

She only laughed him off, grabbing her bag and stuffing all her school materials into it. Not worried about leaving anything because Eddie would just bring it the next day.

"Well, if something happens you'll get to say I told you so at my funeral."

Her parents weren't the only ones suspicious of their relationship. Eddie's uncle would occasionally cast them a couple of quick looks. And their friends were convinced it was only a matter of time before they got together. They would never say it directly, but they teased it a lot.

Everyone else but them seemed to have picked up on the feelings they both had towards each other. The two of them were completely oblivious to it.

Eddie stayed seated at the floor as she packed up. "Well if you don't hurry your funeral will be from dying in your room after your parents ground you after breaking curfew again."

"Wait, what time is it?" Her blood ran cold, she had already broken curfew twice already this month because of Eddie and even though her parents seemed to like Eddie, they did not appreciate his ability to make her late home.

"Just about to be eleven." Eddie turned his wrist to read the watch face that was strapped to it. "Shit." She cursed under her breath and hurried her movement, shoving the last of her stuff into the bag and slinging it over her shoulder.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She leaned down and pressed a kiss to Eddie's lips without realizing what she had done, she walked out of his room. Just as she had stepped outside and replayed the last thirty seconds in her mind she realized what she had done.

Her limbs went completely numb and practically went into shock. Deciding it was best to not look back at the mess she created she kept walking starting her trail back home.

Eddie on the other hand was completely stunned, unable to form a coherent thought. His fingertips gently grazed his lips where hers had been just a moment before.

His body acted before he could think and suddenly he was on his feet running out of the trailer. His boots crunching against the gravel road leading out of the trailer park as he ran after her.

Now Eddie hadn't actually thought about what he would say when he caught up with her, just that he couldn't let her leave just yet. "Hey! Hey wait up!" He shouted after her, and she stopped for a moment turning to look at him.

His cheeks were flushed pink, but it wasn't from the run or from the early fall temperatures. She felt her chest clench and mouth going dry as he approached, terrified that what she had just done had ruined their friendship.

"You- you can't leave." Eddie simply said he was a little out of breath and his hand had grabbed onto her wrist keeping her from leaving. He was only holding it loosely and she could easily have pulled it out of his grasp, but it suggested he wanted her to stay. "Not after that you can't leave."

There was a sincerity in his voice as he spoke and she could see his eyes were softer than normal.

"Eddie I'm sorry I don't know why I did that it was stupid and I didn't think-"

"You walk to school every morning, which is ridiculous because I've offered to drive you a million times. And you're a reckless pedestrian and I've probably almost hit you more times than I can count." Eddie blurted out, neither of them were sure of what he was saying. "And I know exactly what you bring for lunch every day because it's always the same, except for on Fridays because then you bring your homemade banana bread and you always let me have a piece."

She could see his face was slowly turning more and more red as he spoke.

"Because that is just who you are, you're kind. So kind in fact that you still help me with my homework, and you show up to Hellfire early every single week without fail to help me set up. You've never forgotten my birthday, and I know that because I've saved every single card you've ever made me. You refuse to learn how to drive because it terrifies you."

Eddie was full on rambling now, it was as if his brain couldn't keep up with the words coming out of his mouth. A part of her found it adorable, but she was also utterly confused.

"Why are you-" Eddie cut her off again, still not letting her speak. "Let me finish please because if I don't finally say it I feel like I might explode."

"I don't care that you're my best friend, that you're a part of my life, my family. I don't care that you're also a mess." She could feel her own cheeks heating up as he spoke. "And I don't care what happened in there, why you did it. I love you, I've loved you every single day since we first met. And I don't care if you don't feel the same way but you have to know that I love you."

She finally managed to meet his gaze and look him in the eye. His dark brown eyes shining in the dimly lit night.

"Are you done?" He nodded in response, biting his bottom lip. A thousand thoughts were racing through both of their heads as they stood there in the night looking at each other. And for a couple of moments she was unable to speak, slowly processing what he had just said.

Those words that she had only imagined in his wildest dreams that he would say. Was this really real? Did he actually say these things? Or was this just another dream and in reality she was tucked into her bed sleeping peacefully.

But no, he was there, standing in front of her. His hand was still around her wrist proving that this was really happening. She could feel the cold metal of his rings against her skin and it helped her focus on what was really happening here.

"You're a mess too." She finally said after what felt like an eternity. "And you're my best friend." She pulled her wrist from his grip and she swore she could see something break in his eyes. "And I love you too."

She barely managed to get out the last words before Eddie's hand cupped her face, practically crashing his lips against hers so hard she struggled to breathe. But she didn't care. Her hands threw themselves around his shoulders to steady herself as he kissed her.

The kiss was intense, needy, desperate. No matter how many times she could have imagined their first kiss, she never could have imagined it would be like this. That it would be as magical as this. Eddie kissed her like he was dying and she was the only life line he had left, it didn’t matter how close he could get because it would never be close enough for him.

Finally it was the overwhelming need of oxygen that forced them to pull away from each other. Arms still holding one another tight. Nothing was said between them, the only sound was the two of them breathing heavily. She was dizzy from the kiss, from the intensity of it.

And she was totally and utterly overcome with her feelings for him.

"Shit..." Eddie cursed under his breath as he pulled her even closer, squeezing her in his arms. "If I knew it would feel that good to kiss you I would have admitted my feelings forever ago."

"Forever?" She looked up at him and found his brown eyes meeting hers. "That's at least how long it has felt." Eddie chuckled at her as he hugged her tight. And for a moment they could just stand there, wrapped in each other not saying anything surrounded by the quiet of the trailer park.

"Can I kiss you again?" Eddie asked and she nodded in return, longing for the feeling of his lips against hers again. He leaned down and captured her lips with his, this time it was slower, tender. He was focused on savoring her, drowning in the feeling of her lips, her taste.

Eddie was totally gone, kissing her felt heavenly and he never wanted to stop. Pulling away he rested his lips against her forehead for a moment.

"Changed your mind about that ride?" He asked slyly before pressing a quick kiss to her lips, quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of her lips against his own. "Or maybe staying?" He said before giving her another kiss.

“Only if you call my parents and tell them why I won’t be coming home tonight.”

Eddie paused for a second and she swore she could have seen the gears turning in his head as he was weighing his options. “If it means if I get to spend the night with you, it’ll be worth it.” He pulled her close, letting her rest her head against his shoulder and they simply stood there for a moment. Needing time to process what had just happened.

“Is this weird?” She finally said, peeking up at him from where she stood.

“Totally weird.” He agreed and laughed. She could feel the vibrations of his laugh from deep within his chest. “But in a good way, in a very good way.”

“Ok, good.” She breathed out a sigh of relief. “Just making sure.”

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Hi again! Oh yeah! I guess its request time then😂 (Also I love that gif😂) also right after I sent the first ask I had an idea for another Henry Sherlock x Peaky and I can't decide which to send so I'll send both separately and you can choose which one you like better! The original idea I had was for a Shelby sister Reader and the other is a Holmes sister Reader. But the first idea is this:

What if another Shelby sister moves to London and ends up being Sherlock's neighbor but he ignores her at first (or pretends to) even when she becomes friends with Enola. Then one day a man looking for revenge against the Blinders breaks into her home and almost succeeds in kidnapping/killling her but suddenly Sherlock appears and saves her. Then right as he's helping patch her up like half of the Shelby Company Limited +Co show up because they got the call reader was threatened. And after that reader and Sherlock gee closer and like Ada and Enola are constantly working to set them up! And yeah that's the first idea I had if you were interested!❤️❤️

Hey Love,

This request is just - I'm not worthy. But I hope this makes you happy. I have three extra pieces that I'll try to post tonight. Thanks for sending this in, I'm having a lot of fun with it!

Warnings: Reader is assaulted, kissing, fluff,

EXTRAS: Little extra bits of the story that give more context. I figured they might make it too long but I'm still super attached to them.

Kissing - Additional Short about kissing

You looked around the sun bathed flat in amazement, a sound you could never recall rang in your ears. Silence. It was quiet and only the furniture was put in place. Aunt Pol and Ada insisted on staying with you for the first night, in your world that was a party so naturally, Esme was in toe with them when they showed up. You all listened to records and drank yourselves silly. Gin and dancing, laughing and gossiping, your heart was soaring high when you eventually fell asleep on a pile of cushions.

However, in the morning, it was a different feeling entirely. You woke up first wondering how on earth you all could make a mess out of a practically unpacked apartment, but there it was. The anxiety from the booze started to hit you and laying still became impossible. Your stomach turned violently and your mind started to race with unwanted memories. Time to get busy, you groaned and got up for the day.

You ran out to get some bread and eggs for breakfast. The street was brutally loud and you were grateful for the little shop as the door closed and the sound was muffled. Eggs and bread turned into a large and heavy paper bag full of all sorts of things. You managed it well enough till you got to the top of the front steps. You nestled the large paper bag in one arm and struggled to get your keys out of your coat pocket. The door swung open suddenly and a very tall man glared down at you. The paper bag fell from your arm as the man's gaze held you. He was very tall and broad, looking down at you with a displeased face.

“So-” You stopped yourself and shook your head this was not your fault. You picked the bag up and tried to hold your head high while walking around the large man, something that would have been possible if his shoulders didn't take up the entire doorway.

Your eyes rested on his collar bones that poked out of his nightshirt and you wondered how on earth someone could have shoulders so….

“221C?” His voice was deep and velvety and would have been very pleasing if he had sounded less grumpy. His crumpled hair and long sweeping robe made you wonder why he was going out at all.

You turned your head to the side as you met his eyes again, a move you regretted instantly.

“Normally people refer to me by my name.” You told him your name and reached out to shake his hand. He gave you a firm handshake and gave you another look over.

“Last night was a terrible experience. My work requires a large amount of concentration and -”

“Are you the new woman?” An overly cheery voice called out from behind the hulking man. He let out an exasperated sigh. A girl with long brown curly hair fought her way out of the doorway and bent down to grab a tin of coffee that had escaped in the fall.

“Im Enola - Holmes! This is my brother” She looked between the two of you and registered her brother's deep glare “he’s hungover - completely ignore him.” She said with a beaming smile. She ushered you past him into the hallway and started chattering. Your head was pounding but you tried to follow along with what she was saying.

“It sounded like a wild night, I don't think I’ve ever heard so much laughing.” She held onto your arm with the tin of coffee in the other hand and you felt weird being walked to your apartment by the girl. She must have been about 14 or so, something in her eagerness to speak with you made you feel she was lonely.

“You know I love parties, I know lots of jokes, and oh- do you run your own business. Your mail here has a company stamp with your last name. That’s really something, I’m excellent with numbers if you ever need accounting - not that you aren't good with numbers if you own your own business- ”

“Enola” The man called from their door across the hall.

“Sorry!” She gave you another big smile.

“Do you want a cup of coffee or tea?” You don't know why you asked her, caffeine was the very last thing that girl needed. But her eyes were lonely and you remembered what it was like at that age.

“No”

“YES!” they answered at the same time. The man looked at you almost apologetically.

“She wouldn't be any trouble. My sisters are here with my aunt, ah tonight was sort of a one-off. Sorry about the noise and everything.” You fumbled and your face flushed.

“No,” He said awkwardly. “ Not a problem I just - as long as it's not every night. I’m sure we can be just as loud.” You gave him a nod and then opened the door to your apartment.

“Behave Enola” He called out before stepping into his flat with his mail in hand. She made an exasperated face and rolled her eyes.

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You laughed as you came into the kitchen to see all three of them sat at the table in various positions that showed their hungover-ness.

“Everyone this is my neighbor Enola.” Esme didn't lift her head from the wooden table but a groan of acknowledgment rang out from a mess of dark curly hair.

Polly looked the girl over and lit a cigarette, then her eyes looked to you with a question.

“She bumped into me in the hallway. Enola this is my Aunt Pol and my sisters Esme and Ada.”

She gave them a wave and whispered a soft hello. Aunt Pol looked at her for a long while then gave a kind smile.

“So you live across the hall then?”

“Yes with my brother Sherlock Holmes - he’s a detective and I’m technically in training but I am taking clients,” Enola said proudly.

Sherlock Holmes, you thought to yourself for a moment brain foggy as ever. The detective from the papers? You didn't know what to think of the information as you put the kettle on the stove.

“A detective eh?” Pol gave her a nod. “Do me a favor and keep an eye on this one for me?”

“Sure thing. She can count on us.- You mentioned it’s just you living here now?”

You nodded as you started to unpack a box of mugs.

“I live in the neighborhood, but we are all from Birmingham,” Ada answered with a small smile.

“Birmingham! Holy - I haven't been before but I read this article once -” And off she went quietly rattling on and on. You got some eggs, ham, toast, and coffee on the table. Pol took Enola’s mug and filled it with milk before she could grab some coffee.

“It’s a dreadful habit dear. Have some milk.” She said knowing full well that she didn't need anything to wake her up.

The morning passed into the afternoon and eventually, Esme raised her head and ate up her breakfast. They made Enola laugh loudly and you felt she fit in with your girl gang well enough.

“You have a boyfriend then? How old are ya? Should call Finn over if not.”

“No” You and Pol answered at the same time. Finn was a good 3 years older than her and the last thing you wanted was her caught up in whatever he was working on these days.

“He’s my litter brother but he’s a hell of a troublemaker and a good few years too old for you.” You gave Esme a look and she shrugged.

“I do as it turns out. Well - Erm - don’t mention that to my brother if you don't mind?” You gave her a big smile.

“Secret is safe with me.”

“As long as we get to meet him of course,” Ada added sensibly.

Soon enough the day passed by and you were left with a messy apartment to clean and many boxes to unpack. You said your goodbyes and enjoyed watching Enola light up as the women hugged her goodbye, with promises of saying hello the next time they came over to stay.

You closed the door and looked at the girl who jumped slightly.

“You probably want me to leave - sorry!” She looked flustered.

“Stay or go, I’m going to do some unpacking then start on dinner. You are welcome to stay if you like”

Enola took that invitation as a welcome to come over whenever she pleased. You thought it would start to bother you, but coming from such a big and loud family you found it comforting.

You watched her interactions with her brother closely the few times you happened to run into him. They would fight over all sorts of things and you weren't happy about it. It was one thing to argue with family but he was an adult and she, whether her family liked it or not, was still just a girl.

“Love, what happened to your parents?” You asked on a spring evening when you were both absorbed in books. They had been shouting at each other all morning and the question was burning a hole in your mind.

“Ah, do I annoy you?” She asked in a voice you rarely ever heard her use.

“No, you and Sherlock argue often I just - It’s none of my business but I -.”

“We argue a lot because we're both too smart.” She sighed like it was a heavy burden. “We see equally important things, but different things when we assess situations and whatnot. He hates it when I get involved in his cases, hates it even more when I’m right but deep down I know he doesn't mind all that much.”

You thought about her words and she let out another deep sigh.

“My mum felt it was her time to be on her own again, my father died ages ago. My other brother Mycroft - he’s a real twat. Tried to put me in finishing school - but you know about that from my first case.”

You gave a nod remembering the story. “Your mum felt you were okay to be on your own?” You looked at the girl and shuddered. London was a big city, and she was incredibly smart but she was still obviously more of a girl than a woman.

“Yep,” She said it firmly like she was trying to be proud but there was a sadness etched into her posture that you couldn't unsee. You thought of your own mother and something sank in your stomach.

“Well, I think you are entirely too much fun to be left alone. The world is big and lonely. Better to stick together with those who are worthy.” You said watching her face light up slightly. “Aunt Pol was calling to see if I’d met your fella by the way.” Pol had not mentioned it in her phone calls, but you said it anyway to make her feel like she was a part of things. She beamed.

“I’ll take you and Ada to see him.”

“Excellent. Baking cookies tomorrow, if you want to help?” she gave you a big smile.

“Despite my extensive knowledge of chemistry, I’m awful at baking.”

“Eh, you just need to learn.” You shrugged. “One more chapter then we best be off to bed.” A lie that was told frequently in your house. You both read until the wee hours of the morning, multiple cups of peppermint tea made and drank.

You jumped out of your chair when a hand lightly nudged your shoulder. Out of instinct, you threw the book at the man. Sherlock was there and Enola was happily asleep on the couch open book resting on her chest.

“Sorry!” You whispered. Sherlock only picked up the book you were reading and then gave you a long look. A thick flush covered your face as you accepted the book back from him. He always made you feel embarrassed and with both of them having all that fancy pants knowledge you really wished he would have caught you reading something of substance.

“Erm-I” You fumbled. “What time is it?”

“Round six,” He said, still staring at you intensely.

“Ah, sorry I told her one more chapter - “ You looked at the stack of books “Two books ago - Sorry”

“It’s alright. I should be the one to apologize. Thanks for spending time with her. If it’s too much-”

“She’s not a problem.” You said with a finality that showed too much emotion. “I - things are complicated with your family - I only know because I also come from a complex family. But really she’s not a burden or someone that’s better left behind.”

Sherlock gave you a strange look and you found it impossible to look away from his deep blue eyes.

“Complicated is a good way of describing it.” He looked around your apartment and you felt extremely uncomfortable. “She’s going to be smarter than all of us soon enough though, I guarantee you she won't be forgotten.”

“Oh, I’m sure she’ll make it into the public’s eye sooner or later. I’m referring to your mother leaving her-”

“I won’t,” He said firmly and with his full attention turned to you. “Our mother had her own business to attend to, but I assure you Enola is safe with me.” His eyes held you in place and you hated how he made you feel like he could see everything that you were thinking and feeling.

“You shouldn't shout at her so much.” The words toppled from your mouth as you held his stare. This made the corner of his mouth stand up slightly. He looked like he was debating whether he wanted to start an argument with you or not.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He kept looking at you and you were surprised at his response. You knew deep down Enola’s situation reminded you of yourself a great deal. Mother gone, and many fights with Thomas, but you had Pol to back you up, and the rest of them looking out for you all the time.

“Here - she can stay the night no point in moving her.” You got up and grabbed the thick blanket you left on the edge of the sofa for her. You expected him to already be out the door. He often abruptly ended conversations that is if he didn't ignore you completely.

“Why are you in London?” His voice made you jump.

“Wanted some space from the family.”

“Your sister lives here and your Aunt calls frequently? Space from your family or from your brother?”

“What do you know about my brother?” The hair on the back of your neck shot up.

“He gives my bother a hard time in Parliament. Really his arch rival of sorts.” Sherlock said and you wondered if he had been drinking.

“That pleases you?” You smiled at his unusual expression.

“Very much so. Although I know you lot had to struggle to get to where you are now.” His voice was back to its usual neat grumpy tone. “I don’t think it's a lifestyle you engage in?” He looked around your colorful apartment again.

“No. It’s not.” You said hoping he believed you. Sure you had gotten into your fair share of grim situations but the company had been legal for a long while now.

“Good.” He cocked his head towards you and his tone was light again. Something deep inside you wanted to do just about anything to keep his attention on you. With a small smile, he made his way out of your apparent closing the door softly.

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Enola was gone to stay with her mother for the night. You knew that something inside you had run over the boundaries of a friend or neighbor when you lay in bed tossing and turning. You knew she was perfectly capable of protecting herself and it really wasn't your place, but something in your mind wouldn't rest.

Ada had gone back home to stay with Pol for a while, no one was answering the phone today. Now that you thought about it that was probably the main reason you felt worried. You thought about walking across the hall to see if Sherlock wanted help with whatever he was working on.

In the last case, Enola insisted on your help as all the clues were in Romani. This was probably a normal case that would be over your head but maybe he’d have you for tea anyway. You sighed and got out of bed grabbing your thick robe and wrapping it around yourself.

Opening your bedroom door you looked across the small flat and could see that the front door was open. Your first instinct was to move back into the bedroom but dark eyes fell on you before you could move.

“Just come with us quietly love, no fighting” two men made their way towards you. Your fingers wrapped around the poker for the fire and you made careful notes of their appearance before the fighting started.

You thought about the bedroom window behind you but the drop would guarantee your death. The front door was the only option. You held the iron poker in your grip tightly then the most sensible idea floated into your mind. If fighting didn't go as planned you were sure that screaming your head off would alert someone in the building.

The two men came towards you and you got the first one across the side of the face before jabbing him in the eye. The second man proved harder to smack no matter how determined you were. Eventually, he got the upper hand and a hard smack landed across your face. You took a deep inhale but his hand closed around your neck before you could scream. You tried to scratch and hit his face but your arms became too heavy before any substantial damage was done.

Your vision went hazy just as the man let out a loud cry. His hand released you and you watched a hulking figure pull screams from his body. Blood was spilled before the beast made his way toward you.

You tried to move away unsure of anything, still unable to see or hear properly. Big arms gathered you up and lifted you into the air.

“Calm down.” His voice was rough and you wondered how your body could switch from so panicked to letting go entirely.

He carried you across the hall and into his flat. It was the complete opposite color scheme but just as cluttered with books. He placed you down on the countertop in the bathroom. He switched the lights on and you let out a groan covering your eyes.

You watched him look you over for damage while your voice was stuck somewhere deep inside you. His rough hands traced the bruise on your neck and you let out a soft hum. He didn't move his hand and you looked up into his piercing blue eyes. A different type of tension settled between the two of you one that caused your bones to ache. Without further thought and with no one but God to judge you, you leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to his lips.

A part of you expected him to recoil in disgust or offense, but he pulled away placing his thumb over your lips. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, and you struggled slightly. You wanted him so badly it hurt to breathe.

“You’re in shock.” He whispered with a softness you didn't know he possessed.

“So?” You mumbled against his thumb.

“So, see how you feel in the morning then try again.” He smiled slightly and you noticed how much blood had splattered up his arms. He got you settled in his bed and gave you some tea. He made some phone calls and after a long while, he came back.

Without any questions or stress, he started reading the book that he must have grabbed from your night table.

You thought you should tell him to stop but enjoyed the way his nose crinkled and how he started to argue about the character's motives.

“Men don’t think that way - surely you must know this?” he said looking down at you curled up in his blankets. The sun was just starting to come up and you were wishing there was a way for you to keep stuck in this moment.

“I have no idea how men think” You whispered up at him. Right then there was a commotion in the hallway.

“Oh, NO.” Enola’s voice had called out and you both shot up. You winced in pain as you followed him out of the room.

“Who are you lot? You need to tell me where she is right now.” Enola commanded in a voice that would have made the average person crumple.

Thomas, the man standing across from her was not the average person. His eyes flicked from her to you standing behind Sherlock. You caught the relief flooding his features and Arthur let out a deep breath from the living room.

“There she is. Tough girl.” Arthur came towards you and you let him pull you into a big hug.

Sherlock and Thomas stood still staring at each other in a way that made you worry.

“This going to be a regular occurrence?” Sherlock asked in a cold tone. John had squared up his chest when you noticed Ada seemed deeply pleased about something as she looked at you from your bedroom doorway.

“No,” Thomas said easily. “This is for you.” He pulled out a folded piece of paper.

Sherlock accepted the paper and sighed when Enola grabbed onto his forearm angling it so she could read it better.

“Moriarty!” She gasped. “Oh, Sherlock this makes perfect sense! The last case was in Romani, he must have known we had her help. We never ask anyone for help so -”

“So we put a gigantic target on her back.” He looked down at her with an icy expression and you hated the way it hit her.

“I take partial responsibility for that,” Thomas called out taking some of the blame off of the girl's shoulders. Not something you would have expected from him. “Moriarty has been pestering me for a meeting for a long while now. I assume this was his way of grabbing our attention.”

“Can she stay with you?” Ada asked in a sweet voice.

“Of course.” Sherlock and Enola both said at the same time in very different tones.

“She should come home, Tom,” Arthur said tightening his arm around your shoulders.

“She would be more help on the case here,” Enola said in a quiet voice.

“She won't be any safer back home. Plus she’s the only one Alfie enjoys working with. Lord knows we will need his help.” Ada added.

“If it's not any trouble” You looked at Sherlock. “I’d rather stay here and help.” You added moving your gaze to Tommy.

“Fuck.” he sighed. “You stay here, deal with Alfie.”

You smiled at the thought of how much it bothered your brother that Alfie would always keep his word if you asked him to.

“If that’s settled I should be off.” Thomas gave you a quick hug then Arthur and John followed him out with glances of warning to Sherlock.

“Alright, two of you go do your thing - with less shouting than usual. We will start on the mess in here.” You looked at Ada and she nodded.

“No, It’s technically a crime scene or whatever?” Ada looked at Enloa.

“Yes, she's right you should just move over to our side and leave everything as is.” Enola gave a serious nod and you couldn't help but think they were up to something.

“We will have to review the last case to see how it relates to this. You need to rest.” Sherlock put his arm around out and gilded you towards his apartment.

“Don't.” He said before you could start arguing. “Please just rest a bit for me.”

“Did you just say please?” You said caught off guard by his choice of words.

“Go to sleep.” He turned on his heel and left you to curl up in his bed. You got up for a while before falling asleep again on the couch listening to him and Enola go back and forth with different theories.

You felt him carry you back to bed and felt a moment of guilt realizing you shouldn't have made him carry you. He placed you back on the bed and you mumbled thanks. There was a moment of complete silence before you felt the bed dip under his weight.

“My brother has guards covering the building, I don't think there’s any more evidence in my flat if you want me to -” You said realizing there really wasn't a reason for you to stay in his space.

“I want you to stay.” He murmured into your hair and you felt his arm wrap around you. A heavy peaceful weight crept over you and you were very grateful to give him what he wanted.

“Then I’ll stay.” You whispered and he pulled you tight against his chest. You thought about that kiss, but you felt his breath even out. With sleep washing over you, you made a note to revisit that kiss in the morning.

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I feel really nervous about this one so let me know what you think <3

#Sherlock Holmes #Peaky blinders #Peaky blinders sister #Enola holmes #Sherlock Holmes fic #Sherlock holmes request #Peaky Blinders one shot #Peaky blinders request #Peaky blinders imagine #Sherlock Holmes x reader

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florsial · 2 months

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hiiiiiiii hello<33

thoughts on dorcas meadows? I for one adore her as the absolute queen she is😌

ALSO SORRY I DIDNT RESPOND TO YOUUUU I GOT OFF TUMBLR FOR A BIT B4 I COULD SEE IT😭😭

anyways ily !!!

ITS ALL GOOD DON'T WORRRYYYYYYY

I find actually find Dorcas to be a very strong character. She's willing to drop her friends because what they were doing was very fucked up (lets be honest, joining a terrorist group isn't the most yk morally good thing)

(Just a heads up, if it isn't obvious in this rant. I don't think that Barty, Evan, or Regulus were forced into joining the DE, but this ain't about them rn)

From this thought, I think that Dorcas believed that her friends were strong enough to turn away from their families' bigoted views but in the end, once she found out that they couldn't, it was a lost cause in her eyes.

It's like a friend going back to their toxic ex or trying to help someone who doesn't want to be helped. That's kinda how I view it.

Dorcas is strong in the sense that she knows when they can't be helped, these were her friends for at least 6-7 years. For that long of period, a lot of people would struggle to turn their back on someone they want to "save" in hopes it would get better. I don't think she was like "Maybe I could undo this." She recognized a lost cause and left, and I think that's very good for her.

And, going back to dropping her friends. She dropped a 6-7 year friendship to be the good side, she was brave enough to give up a long and deep friendship to fight for what was right. However, I don't think she ever got super close to any of the Order members (except Marlene), because, in the end, she did end up losing her close friends (and Pandora too, that's a whole other thing though), she will be upset and she will mourn what could've been between her friends.

Dorcas knows that her friends have their families pulling them back, but she also knows that it's up to them to try and break away, and when they don't she sticks by her morals (which yk not killing ppl based on blood-type shit), and she ups and leaves. And I think it was the best she could've done for herself.

Throwing that aside. In happier times, she was the girl whose mind was constantly going. I imagine her as a quick thinker and someone who processes stuff in her head very quickly. She wanted to be an actress and had a bunch of movie star posters up on her wall and perfected her singing and voice control. Painting and analyzing was a skill she honed for many years. She was probably the most reasonable one in the Pantheon and the most down to Earth.

She wasn't social but she didn't shy away from interactions, she wasn't violent but she was willing to fight, and she wasn't overconfident but she knew what she owed or deserved.

But that didn't mean she didn't have flaws. She lashes out at the Order because she lost her friends, she is envious of the Marauders, of Marlene (I do believe, like every other relationship, their relationship was the rocks during the war) because all her friends are fighting for Muggle-borns, she views her friends as weak for giving in to their families so quickly without fighting back, she's stubborn and finds it hard to admit when she's wrong, she's competitive, and she can be harsh with her words that it feels as if she stabbed a dagger into unfatal area and left you to bleed.

SO! Her animagus, I think should've been a tiger, an animal that guides one to their inner wisdom and symbolizes strength

#i might change her animagus but a tigers fits the most atm #that was a lot of words #not rlly tho #lovely lovely lovely dee #lovely dee #<333333 #dorcas meadowes #dorcas my beloved #marauders era #marauders girls #the marauders #marauders #first wizarding war #the marauders era #the slytherin skittles #this is somewhat brief ngl #i feel like there should more to it

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tatakaetime07 · 2 years

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Hey! Could you please do an Eddie Munson X reader where Jason tries to hit on the reader and ask her on a date. She doesn’t want to and keeps saying that she has a boyfriend (Eddie) but he says “he’s not here now.” Maybe he gets annoyed and grabs your wrist or something but Eddie turns up and protects you from him. I love your writing sm btw!!! <3

༘✶｡˚ ੈ♡my girl e.m.

A/n:Ahh thank u sm reader its mean a lot!!😭♡

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Summary:When going into town the only person you expected to see was your boyfriend,but things didn't go to plan as a certain blonde wouldn't back off,just how would you be able to get out of this awkward situation?With the help of our dear metalhead

Warnings:Cursing,violence(?)

Word count-777

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“Have a nice day!”The ice cream employee chimed as she smiled sweetly towards you.You returned the gesture as you grabbed the cone she held out for you.

“You too.”

It had been a hot day for being not even halfway through the year.Your mother suggested that you should go out,of course that eventually turned into a demand as she forced you out of the house,however to have some fun you invited your boyfriend of two years,Eddie Munson,too join you.He said yes and that he would meet you at the ice cream stand,so that was why you were currently standing around.

Since it was super hot it wasn't suprising when you saw the captain of the basketball team,Jason Carver,sitting around with a few of his friends near the ice cream stand.However it was suprising when,instead of ignoring you like he usually did,he started to walk towards you.

You knew how much trouble he was,so like in any normal social interaction of yours,you started to walk the opposite way from Jason,trying your best not to make eye contact.

But when you felt a hand on your shoulder you immediately turned around,and was met with the sinister light eyes you had tried to avoid.

“(Y/n),right?”Jason asked innocently with a smug smile.’Did he really think you would just stop and chat like old friends?’

“Um,yea,yes that's me.”You looked down at your shoes and kept you gaze there,rubbing your neck with your free hand.

“Mm,”He hummed,maybe it was some sort of acknowledgment instead of an actual answer. “So when I just happened to see you,I thought maybe we should,I don't know maybe go out for a bite?”

The question in itself was harmless,but due to having a boyfriend and him geting too close for comfort you felt the need to thoroughly explain why that could never happen.

“Ah..thanks but no thanks.”You started,missing the way that stupid grin fell of his face as he started to clench his jaw.”I know this sounds cliche or something but my boyfriends coming soon,so..”

You took a few steps away from him unconsciously,not liking the way the tension grew immediately.At first he just stared at you,which to no ends freaked you out but you knew you needed to get out of there when he let out a crazed laugh.

“Well I dont see him anywhere,do you?”He said almost condescendingly,as he closed the gap you had created.

Knowing that he couldn't even be reasoned with you did a 180° and began walking away,keeping your head down as if it would make you smaller.

“Hey!You can't just walk away from me!”You were forced to stop as you felt a hand clasp onto your wrist.You glared up at Jason as you tried your best to get out of his metal grip.

“Let.Me.Go.”You stated slowly but it was ignored as Jason continued to try and make advances towards you.

“Now you listen here-,”Jason began,but stopped when you audibly gasped.Your freaking savior and boyfriend Eddie Munson stood between you and Jason,and you didn't even see the way Eddie was glaring daggers at the boy.

“Now why don't you listen?Your going to get the fuck off my girlfriend,and your never going to look,touch,or even think about her.Do you understand?"

It was obvious Jason hadn't thought you were telling the truth about waiting for someone,but of course he just threw away his pride away as he continued to be an idiot.

"Pfft-whatever she wasn't even that cute anyway."Jason laughed as he rolled his eyes,walking back to his little goons.

Although his words didn't effect you they certainly twisted Eddie the wrong way.You had to quite literally hold him back at Jason retreated with whatever he had left of his dignity.

When Eddie turned to you he was fuming.He also started to apologize about how he wished he had gotten there sooner.Although it was sad the only way Jason left you alone was because of another dude,you were grateful nonetheless.And that's what you told him.He had no reason to be sorry in fact he was the reason you hadn't snapped and punched the asshat in the face.

Later that day while cuddling with Eddie in his bed,you brought up how adorable it was that he had gotten so defensive.

He propped himself up on his elbow as he stared at you lovingly,peppering little kisses across your face as you teased him."Well how couldn't I be?He was messing with my girl."

You laughed at that moment but it didn't stop you from also feeling such an admiration for the boy in front of you.

"I love you Eds."

He kissed you on the forehead,"I love you too...also do you wanna make some chicken nuggets with me?"

"Hell yea."

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #joseph quinn #stranger thing s4 #st4 #Strange Things x reader #x reader #reader insert #st x reader #eddie munson x female reader #st4 x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson oneshot

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a-vvenger · 2 years

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staring problem

request by: @clestieloakenshield

Hi ! Can you do an eddie x reader ?

So the reader is super shy and can't stop looking at eddie because she thinks he's the most beautiful human she sees in her life and eddie found out that the reader look at him. Can you make it hot 🔥🥵 ( sorry if I make some mistakes I'm French 😂)

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: slight choking, reader has a thing for eddie’s hands, slight degrading if you squint

a/n: i tried to stick to request mostly but i added some things so sorry if you did not want that!! also i didn’t know if you wanted straight smut or just some spicy stuff so if you wanted smut smut let me know and i’ll make a part 2!

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you were absolutely whipped for eddie munson. in your eyes, he was the most beautiful human being ever. you had never even talked to him.

you were extremely shy and always just stuck by your close friends. you would never dare to approach eddie. it would draw way too much attention because he was labeled as the freak. so if anyone saw you talk to him, they would most definitely bully you.

so you stuck to staring at him, constantly. like the amount of times your friends have caught you zoning out, none of them realizing that you’re staring at someone, is insane.

and yes you may have a tiny large crush on eddie and he may be so extremely attractive, and you just continue to stare, especially at his ring clad hands that just beg to be around your throat… but nothing will ever happen. you two are in completely different crowds and will probably never interact.

or so you thought.

now, eddie was more outgoing than you were. he didn’t give a shit what anyone thought or said about him. there also weren’t many people that he liked or that liked him. so when dustin had pointed out that you stared at him every day, he was very intrigued.

honestly, he was shocked he hadn’t noticed you. you were stunning to him. but he noticed that you were very quiet and tried to make yourself seem smaller all the time.

it was a couple of weeks after dustin had caught you staring and told eddie. since then, you had stopped staring as much because one day he had caught you. you were very embarrassed and tried to just pretend it didn’t happen.

eddie noticed you had been avoiding his eyes. he knew you were shy and only really talked to your best friends at school. he also noticed you did not have a car and rode your bike to school everyday. ever since dustin had pointed out your stare, eddie hasn’t stopped thinking about you. he wanted to know more. he wanted to know if you were staring at him because he was a freak, like everyone else, or if there was some other reason.

so he did something stupid. he asked dustin for help. which had dustin in full matchmaker mode. eddie hadn’t even said he liked you or anything. you were the first girl eddie had talked to him about and dustin ran with the idea that eddie had a crush on you.

dustin went into planning mode instantly. asking question after question about you to eddie. which of course he couldn’t answer, he had never even spoken to you. he told dustin everything he knew. that you were shy, you loved to read (he had never seen you without a book in your hand), quiet, beautiful, hot, loved staring at him, and you rode a bike to school.

dustin was pacing, trying to come up with something. then it hit him.

“wait for a rainy day!” he bursts out.

“what?” eddie asks, confused.

“if its raining, you can offer her a ride so she doesn’t have to bike home in the rain,” dustin explains.

“okay but how does that help me after that?’ eddie questions not convinced at all by dustin’s plan.

“talk to her on the way there, ask her about books. hopefully she lives a good distance away. and then if you guys hit it off, ask her if she would want to hang out sometime!” dustin explains, excitedly.

“woah woah woah dude,” eddie may have not cared what people thought of him but he’s not really great at asking people to hang out with him, honestly he has a fear of rejection, “i don’t know, what if she says no?”

“dude,” dustin deadpans, “she stares at you constantly, she is going to say yes, easily.”

eddie is still a little concerned and nervous but he agrees to the plan. hopefully it won’t rain for a bit so i have time to prepare, he thinks to himself.

he was not lucky. he got to school and their was a light drizzle. a sure sign that it would be pouring by the end of the school day. he was nervous all day.

you were oblivious to eddie’s glances over to you all day. you were too busy worrying about having to bike home after school. what if it was storming? you really were not in the mood to get struck by lightning. the rain had put you in an awful mood.

you’re at lunch and you’re very annoyed. not only was it raining, but your teacher had called you out in front of the entire class last period. a shy kid’s worst nightmare.

you were very on edge so you look over at eddie. you see him laughing with those kids he plays D&D with and it instantly calms you down. before you can look a way he makes eye contact with you, your eyes widen slightly, and he smiles. eddie munson just smiled at you. that’s the most interaction you’ve ever had but it cheered you up quite a bit. you actually manage to have a good day for the rest of school.

that was until you got outside. it was pouring. you’re standing under the overhang trying to stay as dry as possible while you get ready to run to your bike.

“hey y/n,” you hear a voice behind you.

holy shit. eddie munson is speaking to you? after he had smiled at you earlier? what the fuck? you realize you’ve been silent for a few seconds.

“o-oh eddie hi!” you say, extremely nervous.

“you’re not planning on biking home are you?” he asks concerned.

“u-um yea, i mean i have no other way home,” you explain.

“i can take you,” he blurts out.

your eyes widen, “are you sure? i-i wouldn’t want to cause any trouble for you.”

“i’m sure y/n, come on,” he says and grabs your hand dragging you to his car.

before you can process the fact that you were just holding hands with eddie munson you’re in the passenger seat of his van.

eddie starts the car and turns on some music.

“i love this song!” you shout over the loud music.

he looks at you shocked, “no way, this is my favorite!”

you smile as he starts driving. he turns down the music slightly.

“so y/n what’s your favorite book?” he asks going with dustin’s advice.

“w-what?” you reply caught off guard.

“we’ll i’ve just noticed that you always have a book with you,” he explains.

“oh,” eddie munson had been watching you apparently and it made you even more nervous, “it’s y/f/b (your favorite book).”

“never read it, i’ll have to check it out,” he says and you snort thinking eddie would never like that book.

“it’s probably not your style eddie,” you say.

“well it’s yours so i’m sure i’ll like it,” he says.

this catches you off guard. what did he mean by that?

you guys go back to listening to music until you arrive at your house. your parents aren’t home so you decide to invite him in. you were feeling less and less shy the more you hung out with him.

you grab two glasses from the cabinet and fill them with water and hand one to eddie.

“eddie?” you ask.

“hmm?” he responds.

“why did you offer me a ride today? i mean i could’ve ridden my bike i’ve done it before and you’ve never offered a ride those times,” you ask nervously.

“we’ll you shouldn’t ride your bike during a storm!” he scolds, ”but honestly, he i’ve been intrigued by you ever since dustin told me you are always staring at me,” he says as he steps towards you.

your eyes widen and you gulp, “u-uh i- i’m sorry. i don’t mean to,” you rant.

“y/n,” he raises a hand to your hair, “i really don’t mind,” he smirks, “i honestly quite like the attention, especially from a pretty girl like you.” eddie had realized that you quite enjoyed his company on the way here so he knew you didn’t think he was a freak. so there was only one explanation for your constant staring, y/n y/l/n a crush on him.

your breath catches in your throat. no way this was happening. no freaking way.

“e- eddie, what do yo-,” he cuts you off with his lips.

WHAT THE HELL!! eddie munson is kissing you. oh my god. what. what. what is happening. this is all you’ve ever wanted. oh my god. he’s kissing you and you’re not kissing back. he pulls away.

“i- im sorry. i don’t know what came over me. i’m sorry. i will leave right n-,” it’s your turn to cut him off. kissing him with all of your might. him kissing back. the butterflies are exploding in your stomach.

he walks you backwards toward your couch. he sits while you straddle him. his hands are wrapped around your waist while your hand is tangled in his hair. you pull slightly and he moans.

he starts to trail kisses down your neck. sucking dark bruises onto your skin at some points. you would need lots of makeup to cover those.

“e- eddie, please,” you moan.

“please what, y/n? hmm? who knew the quiet girl could be this loud,” he says as you continue to moan, “i bet you’re probably into some real kinky shit too arent ya? the quiet ones always are.”

he presses his lips to yours once again. this time he brings his hands up to your neck and squeezes lightly.

the feeling of his rings pressing into the skin of your neck has you moaning loudly and grinding down against him as the two of you continue to make out.

“i fucking knew it,” he mumbles.

“please eddie,” you groan out.

“use your words y/n baby,” he says, “what do you want?”

“i- i want you to fuck me.”

#eddie stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson #stranger things x y/n #stranger things #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie munson smut

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fragilecapric0rnn · 10 months

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tagged by my lovely friends @gothbat99 & @fastcardotmp3 ❤️

rules: post five of your favorite fics that you've written and talk about why you love them. tag some mutuals so they can do the same and we can all spread some positivity about our writing ❤️

in order from most to least hehe

Anyway, It's About Old Friends My (unfinished) magnum opus. My heart and soul on full display. I love this fic with all my heart. I love this Steve and Eddie with all my heart. Writing an AU based on my favorite movie of all time but staying true to who these characters are has been so much fun and honeslty has taught me a lot about how I write long winded stories. Writing their struggles, especially writing Steve in this fic has been such a joy and a pleasure. It's on a brief pause as I wait for the WHMS bug to bite me again (its coming on fall and winter so its bound to bite me any day now). But I love this story and will always hold it close to my heart.

Catch Me (I'm Falling) This fic. Lol. This FIC. I know, I know, she was offline for a bit BUT she's back baby! In a different sense, this fic is also my heart and soul on full display. A lover of romantic comedy, wanting to write something that brings light and joy and laughter, much like the romcoms I love have brought me <3 Also, one of my favorite characterizations of Steve that I have ever written tbh! Bitchy Steve you will be my muse in any and everything that I wriiiiiiite!!!! Writing this fic also taught me that burnout is real and that I need to re-fucking-lax, no matter how much a story excites me lol.

Faces Freedom With A Little Fear JJ Harrington, our communal wife 💗 No but fr, Steve Harrington has always given me younger brother of an older sister vibes. Idk if its because I'm an older sister of a younger brother or what, but it works! I also loved creating an OC that was pretty three dimensional on her own, but also added so much to the characterization of Steve! It was also a bit healing to write this, as someone who is in a similar situation as JJ. Wanting to live my life away but having someone at home who you just can't help but worry about. I can only hope there's no monsters or alternate dimensions involved in my case. I do want to continue this verse, I want to write more of JJ, she is too special to be a one-time gal!

you can take the heart from your chest to use as a compass when you are lost Missed connections fic 💗 I have a lotta feelings about this one. I was still figuring out my voice, my first long fic. Re-reading this is like looking at pictures of you and your friends from middle school. It's cute and sweet but at times it makes ya full body cringe. I would love to rework this, rewrite certain scenes, add entire scenes. But, I also love the idea of my writing acting as a time capsule, a snapshot in time of what my writing looked like at a particular time. And at the heart of it, it's a story about subjects that are super close to my heart. Found family, holiday angst, steddie getting together, and Thanksgiving belonging to friends who feel like family <3<3

words caught in my throat (who talks first?) LOVED writing this one and also love rereading this one! A lot of the story is told from Steve's head as he navigates a very awkward and difficult situation of being locked in a house with his ex. Of which I was able to work on a lot of prose, and as someone who's strength is in dialogue writing, was a real treat! This fic also taught me that I am not just a one trick pony in that I can write difficult subjects and its not all just goofs and romcoms and meet-cutes. The stepping stones toward writign a fic like Old Friends. Snowed in fic!!! I love youuuuuuuu!

Tagging some fellow writers<3<3

@cheatghost @figthefruitfaeth @kkpwnall @hellsfireclub @gideoncharov @judasofsuburbia @thefreakandthehair @sharpbutsoft @legitcookie

#my fic #steddie fic rec #will be in my ronance writing era until further notice so here's some of my steddie before that fully kicks into gear ;)#tag game #steddie #stranger things

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incaseyouart · 1 year

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Top 5 Life lessons you've learned that you feel comfortable sharing?

People's negative/difficult behaviour is most often NOT because of you. If someone reacts to your "normal" behaviour negatively, or brashly, more often than not that person is hurting in some way. This realization can help smooth out interactions with say, parents, or friends seemingly always going through tough times. I.e I don't have a great relationship with my mom - I never have and I never will - and almost everything she says to me is negative and hurtful, but I realized a long time ago it's because she's hurting about a lot of things, and will likely never put effort forth to fix those things, and therefore uses me as an outlet. I can tolerate being around her because how she behaves is not related to me, but herself. So, try your best to live your life and help those around you, but try not to take brash reactions personally.

Expect nothing and appreciate everything. Super impossibly difficult to do, I know, but it does help in a lot of cases. Part of the human condition makes us arbitrarily expect certain outcomes, or quality of outcomes, with almost no context in which to set those expectations, and then when they're not met, we're disappointed or sometimes even angry. It's hard to go through life, with its many patterns, without some expectations, but when an experience is NOVEL, try not to set any expectations. Simplest example: you enter an entirely new building, and press the "up" button on the elevator, and expect said elevator to arrive promptly. It doesn't. You're now frustrated and impatient. The elevator works independently of you, and cannot know your expectation of its performance. Just be patient and appreciate when it does arrive.

Avoid being a people-pleaser and respect social boundaries. I grew up with emotionally neglectful parents, and am always trying to please people to get positive attention. But, more often than not, I've realized this just makes me appear pushy/needy/clingy, and I think my relationships are more important than they actually are. Example: I have a co-worker with whom I assumed I shared a close friendship, but I am realizing he doesn't really see us as close friends. This ties in with my expectations as well; I expect him to feel what I feel, but he doesn't, and he never will, and I often catch myself pushing for more from him. It's just going to drive him away. I need to be generous with myself but at the same time respect his boundaries. If people really love you they'll come to you, and everyone wins.

The word "FAIL" means "First Attempt In Learning". I was raised with one parent who often told me that "my best isn't good enough", and therefore when it came to school, my standard of failing was 80%. That was super unhealthy. When I got to animation school, the programs were much more difficult and I had to strangle my standards down to the regular 50%. I then accepted that sometimes yes, you might fail, but it's not the end of the world. Adjusting my standard from 80% to 50% actually gave me the space to have a healthy work/life balance and allowed me to be more successful with the subjects I cared about.

Life is too short to not be a bit selfish. Honestly, you can't care about everything. It's too stressful. This ties in with my people-pleasing personality trait, in that I used to (and still do) try to make everyone around me happy, or just try to include everything in my worry-bank (like even as I type this I'm hoping I don't offend anyone etc) but like?? "Those who worry unnecessarily will unneccessarily worry" (I forget who said that) and it's true. Don't be selfish in a BAD way, but try to limit your scope of worrying. Strike a healthy balance and worry about what you CAN fix.

Whew that got deep lol. I hope someone out there appreciates this!

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heisenberg-simp257 · 1 year

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Sorry if this is weird but could you write some head canons of the four lords that mert someone that has las plagas I’ve been watching re4 a lot recently 😁😁

Sure! The RE4 Remake looks absolutely fantastic💖 Hope you enjoy!

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The Four Lords Meeting Someone That Has Las Plagas

Alcina Dimitrescu

-In all honesty, she would be disgusted. Alcina knows she would be a hypocrite at that point, having a "parasite" herself, but we all know she has double standards when it comes to herself.

-Treats you like an experiment, perhaps per Mother Miranda's orders. Keeps you contained, observes your movements and behaviors, and so forth. She doesn't treat you like her maids, but she's cautious of what this thing inside you can do.

-Living close to Spain, she wasn't that unfamiliar with the parasite, which is why she was so cautious. Alcina didn't want her daughters anywhere near you in case of an outburst.

-Would she remove the parasite? She would certainly try, not wanting that thing to infect her or her daughters. What would she do with you afterwards? That's for you to decide.

Donna Beneviento (and Angie)

-Donna thinks it's kind of cool if I'm being honest. She has a nasty parasite, you have a nasty parasite. If anything, Donna feels like she has a friend that can relate to her and her situation. And she isn't worried about her own safety at all.

-She treats you like a friend, keeps you company and so forth. Donna doesn't see you as dangerous, she sees you as a sick person. She knows that there isn't much she can do for you but keep you comfortable, so that's what she does.

-Even though this parasite came from a nearby country, Donna doesn't know much about it. She's kind of a recluse in that way. However, perhaps you know more, and perhaps you will tell her if she's curious enough. Angie certainly is.

-She would want to remove the parasite, do for you what she can't do for herself. But she wouldn't know what to do. Perhaps, if she was feeling desperate enough, she would beg Heisenberg for help. Maybe her plight would move him.

Salvatore Moreau

-He wouldn't really know what to think. On one hand, he thinks the whole thing is kind of neat. On the other hand, he finds the whole thing to be super scary and he doesn't want it/you to attack him or anything. Moreau's doctor points of view would be conflicted.

-Kind of treats you like an experiment, but less of caging you up and more of observing you closely. If there is ever a chance that he could be in danger, he freaks out, especially when the parasite causes you to have outbursts.

-In actuality, despite his paranoia here, Moreau is the most knowledgeable when it comes to this parasite. He's actually visited Spain to study it and so forth. Maybe that's why he freaks out so much, because he knows what it's capable of doing to people.

-Removing it at all costs is at the top of his priority list. He may not care too much what happens to you at this point. As a doctor, he cares about his patients, but he cares more about his livelihood more, and he's not letting this parasite infect the entire village.

Karl Heisenberg

-He would think that this is some dope shit. A fun new parasite for him to play around with. Being the most inquisitive and intelligent of the four lords, he would think that Mother Miranda must've given him a new toy to keep him off her back because this foreign parasite was too good to resist.

-You would indeed be treated like an experiment, much like the rest of his experiments. Heisenberg would test what that parasite would do to you when he put you in certain situations. Dangerous ones and such. He would especially test its skills against his own creations.

-Like Moreau, Heisenberg is actually quite knowledgeable about this particular parasite. He knows what it can do to people, how strong it can be. In fact, this was a perfect opportunity for him to make another army.

-The decision to remove your parasite never even entered his mind. Heisenberg wanted this thing to breed, he wanted to make a way to control it, and he wanted to have a whole hoard of these things to fight against Mother Miranda. Sorry, but your future doesn't look very bright.

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 9 months

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Hey I really like your creepypasta stuff and I was wondering about general headcannons for Jane and clockwork ? Thank you!

I haven't gotten any clockwork requests yet! And i get very few Jane requests! Super excited for this one...

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jane

Very much into trad goth and romantic goth subcultures

Lesbian, she/her, 24 years old

5'8"

Her favorite band is She Wants Revenge

She lives in the manor, but she and jeff are kept far away from each other due to constant fights breaking out between the two

For a while, liu tried to help them work out their differences as a mediator, but that obviously didnt work

Jane, however, is actually good friends with Liu

She has a huge crush on nurse ann

I mean, who doesn't

Shes a very quiet person, generally

Very logical, ordered, scheduled

She is one of Sally's primary caretakers, along with Liu and EJ

Her ultimate fantasy is to have a date with her soulmate in a graveyard

Shes very interested in fashion, even designing some of her own fashion lines, but they are nothing more than sketches as she hasn't taken the time to learn how to sew yet

She's one of the very few creeps that keeps her distance from everyone else

She has a few close friends, namely, Ej and Liu, but other than that she doesn't really talk to anyone

She is polite and civil, but she doesn't go out of her way to be overly friendly

She is African American

Her proxy tattoo is on her thigh

I like to imagine her voice sounds like a deeper version of Amy Lee's

She likes having her nails done, and especially likes having acrylics with charms on them

Her favorite set (and the one she gets done over and over again) are black nails with silver crosses, pearls and chains

I feel like she has very intense PTSD from everything with Jeff, and refuses to be anywhere near fire, or men that she doesn't know for too long

And sure, it makes her work harder, but she's slaying so its not all that bad

As far as her work goes, she is normally used for spying and recon missions, as she is very stealthy, and even if she does get caught she can be very persuasive and manipulative

I feel like she would be the type of person to have very few tattoos and piercings

The tattoos she does have, they have meaning

For example, she has a rose on her left arm, and a daisy on her right arm, as these were her parents favorite flowers

I feel like she would use very high quality perfumes, like gucci and dior stuff

The best way to explain her signature scent is "expensive"

She is absolutely a boss bitch <333

Clockwork

Lesbian, she/her, 23 years old

5'6"

She's very butch <333

The best way i can explain her personality is Applejack from mlp

She's very extroverted and enjoys hanging out with people around the mansion

She wears so many flannels

Seriously. Someone needs to stop her from buying them

Flannels and blue jeans are her jam

I imagine that she smells like old spice, because she thinks all "female" deoderants smell too weak

Also, old spice fits her aesthetic better

Shes so gay for Jane

I feel like Jane would know at least a little about Nat's feelings

She wholeheartedly denies having said feelings though

She loves physical sport, and can often be found wrestling or sparring with another creep

As a result, she is tanned and buff

She has a septum ring, an eyebrow ring and has contemplated getting small gauges

Her proxy tattoo is on her shoulder

Other than that, i don't think she would have many other tattoos

I can see her having something like a star on her shoulderblade, or maybe a dolphin on her ankle, but thats about it

I would think that she's really close with Toby, Jane and maaaaybe Liu

Her proxy work normally consists of fast paced missions

If you need someone beat up quick, shes your girl

I feel like she would try really hard to be a plant person, but she just can't figure it out

She can also play the acoustic guitar

She only really plays it when Sally asks her too, though

When Sally first got in the mansion, Nat would help lull Sally to sleep by playing a song and singing softly by her bed

It really helped Sally warm up to the manor, and get comfortable living there

Ever since then, Sally and Nat have gotten really close, making Nat one of the first people she asks to play dolls with, asks to watch tv with, asks to dance with, etc

I feel like she would smoke every now and then, but its only to help calm her anxiety and she only does it when she knows there aren't any small children that could potentially be watching her

I feel like she would have BPD and maybe some OCD

#creepypasta #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #slender mansion #creepypasta x female reader #clockwork #clockwork creepypasta #jane the killer x reader #jane the killer creepypasta #jane arkensaw #jane the killer

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The Heathers+Veronica and Holidays

So with my headcannons from now on I'm gonna do them in themes bc its much easier than coming up with a bunch of random unrelated bs

New Year's Day

They wake up at like 2pm with massive hangovers

Martha comes over with prairie oysters and other hangover cures bc she's the only one who didn't drink herself into a stupor

They keep all the blinds closed and just sit on the couch groaning and regretting every choice they've ever made

They promise to drink less next year

They will not drink less next year

Veronica's Birthday (January 16th)

I'm just making up days for their bdays

Veronica doesn't really like doing anything big for her birthday, and as much as the Heathers would love to be super extra and go all out, they respect how Veronica likes to spend her day

They get JD/Martha/Betty to keep her out of the house while they get the decorations set up

Chandler bakes a cake (which she does for everyone's birthday) as well as other sweets

Veronica is basic af and likes vanilla cake

Just plain vanilla cake with regular vanilla icing

Chandler hates that her baking talents are going to waste on such a boring cake but she loves Veronica so she will do what she must

She has to fend off the other two trying to get 'samples' while she's cooking

She lets Mac help decorate the cake, not Duke, she would eat all the candy toppings before they went on the cake

Duke puts up the decorations while Mac goes get the presents

Just because she wants a regular party doesn't mean they can't go all out on the presents

Chandler usually gets her something from the animes that they watch together on date night

For example one year she hunted down this limited edition Violet Evergarden statue on Ebay, it cost her an arm and a leg but they have plenty of money

Duke usually gets her some books, which is staring to become a problem

Between the two of them there is no space for books in the house

So one year instead of getting her books she showed Veronica a room in the house they renovated into a library

Only her and Veronica use it, Chandler and Mac think reading is boring

But it's very quiet and peaceful in there, its usually where either of them go if they need to cool off after a fight or a long day at work

Its also where JFK the cat usually hangs out, he's a lazy ass cat and just sits on the loveseat and naps all day

But back to Veronica's birthday

Mac usually gets her jewelry from her dad's shop

After all of these years, Veronica still cannot accessorize for shit, so Mac takes it upon herself to find things that fit with Veronica's style and still look good

Her parents and friends will come over too and they'll just eat cake and spend time together

It's nothing all that fancy but that's just how she likes it

Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day is basically just one big date night for them

They spend the morning getting all dolled up

Someone (usually Chandler) makes reservations at some uppity fancy restaurant

Mac and Veronica don't really enjoy the stuffy atmosphere these places have but its Valentine's Day so they go along with it

They get a bit tipsy and get an Uber to some club to go out dancing

They all agree its more fun to dance when there's alcohol in their systems, it loosens their inhibitions and lets them just have fun with it

They dance, drink some more, and the forever bachelor JD comes bring them home

By the time he comes Duke and Veronica are on the verge of passing out but Chandler and Mac are still going at it and they're doing all these crazy ass dance moves they were forced to learn when they were kids

JD has to practically drag them into the car

He's not exactly a fan of having 4 very drunk women in his car but he's not gonna let them walk or god forbid drive home in their states

In the morning he brings over hangover cures and Chandler gives him some sweets she baked earlier as compensation

Chandler's Birthday (February 24th)

The rest of her gfs might not exactly care for the fancy life but she does

But since they just went out on a big fancy date for Valentine's she shows mercy and lets them have a quieter day

But she is the Queen of the Castle and on this day she will be treated as such

I mean yeah she's had character development but she's still Heather fucking Chandler, the desire to be a spoiled princess is still there, she's just better at controlling it

Mac will bake breakfast bc she's the most competent besides Chandler and bring it to her in bed

Duke and Veronica stay in bed with her and cuddle their Queen

Usually her bday breakfast is chocolate-chip pancakes with whipped cream and some strawberries

While she eats it they'll give her gifts

From Mac she gets more jewelry (yes she gives this to everyone, but its not just random crap from her dad's shop, she has it customized with pretty jewels and shit)

From Duke she gets books (yes she also gives everyone books)

Chandler isn't a super big fan of reading but somehow Duke always manages to find something that she would be interested in

From Veronica she gets something different each year

Sometimes it might be new cooking or baking stuff, or it might be some collectible, or something that Chandler showed interest in

Afterwards she'll just relax all day, most days she's the only one at home so she has to do all the chores but on her birthday she takes the day off

She takes a long relaxing bath with bath bombs and all that relaxing shit and just takes her time to decompress

Then she'll just sit on the couch, watch TV, maybe read her new book from Duke, just whatever

The others take care of the chores for the day and they even try to make her a cake

Its never very good but they tried and that's all that matters

With the 3 of them doing chores it doesn't take very long so they can spend the rest of the day with Chandler

It's something she doesn't get to do alot, most of the week the 3 of them are working so they don't get to spend as much time together as she would like

If anyone gets why I chose the day I did for her bday then ur awesome

Duke's Birthday (March 17th)

Yes she was born on St. Patrick's Day, why do you think she likes green so much

She never really celebrated her bday too much growing up, her family never really cared to

So every year her gfs go all out for her

Chandler bakes this huge layered cake where each layer is a different flavor and there's a little candy Duke at the top of it

She also bakes all of her favorite sweets (Brownies, Chocolate Chip Cookies, etc.)

Duke really likes chocolate, to the point that the bottom and therefore biggest layer on her cake is chocolate

Mac goes all out on decorations, to the point that around March 17th every year the local Party City prepares for this small yellow lesbian to come in and spend thousands on party decorations for her gf

She gets so many balloons that they could fill an entire room, confetti, those silly paper hats, you name it, Mac bought it

Veronica's job is keeping Duke away while they set the party up

This is very difficult bc Duke is a chaos gremlin and really wants to see her party so she fights dirty to get out of the bedroom before it's time

Mac gets jewelry for her, its usually things with red gemstones bc even though its Chandler's color, Duke likes it too so why can't she have some red things

Veronica gets her a book (duh)

Chandler usually gets her a new outfit, usually in red too

Duke is really appreciative of all the work her gfs go through for her

She often feels like she's the least special of her gfs, like she brings the least to the table, and days like her bday remind her that they still do care about her and love her

McDuke/Chanduke Anniversary (March 28th)

So they (being all the Heathers+Veronica) celebrate each anniversary of when they got together

Basically that means they celebrate Chandlamara who got together first, then when Duke was invited to join the relationship, then Veronica

Chandlamara had been together for about 2 years at the point when they decided to invite Duke (This was Junior Year)

They had celebrated her birthday about a week beforehand and they had both been slowly developing feelings for Duke for a while, spending all of their time together in their clique will do that to a person, but seeing her all dressed up and happy during her bday celebrations was the straw that broke the camel's back

So after Mac brought up her feelings about Duke, and Chandler told her that she also had those feelings and that she would be okay doing a threesome thing with her

About a week later they were alone with Duke at Mac's house and they were all a little drunk and Duke started laughing and Mac just let go and kissed her

Duke was confused af bc she knew Mac and Chandler were a thing and why wasn't Chandler upset

Once they sobered up they explained what they felt and invited her into their relationship

Duke initially wasn't sure if she wanted to, she didn't really know about a poly relationship but she did feel the same as them and was willing to take it slow with them

Back to the present, Veronica will go spend the day with her friends or parents or whatever and let them go enjoy their anniversary

The Heathers will get all dressed up and go out to eat, maybe go take a walk in the park, something quiet while they go reminiscence on their lives

Easter

None of them are particularly religious, so Easter isn't celebrated in the Christian sense by them

No really its just an excuse to stay home from work and eat candy

Mac gets up early and hides eggs around the house and yard

She'll put the usual stuff like chocolate, candy, but she also has some bigger ones that she'll put the small bottles of booze into

She makes it into a competition, whoever finds the most eggs gets the big prize of one of those giant ass chocolate bunnies

Between Chandler and Duke's competitive natures and Duke's love of chocolate shit gets intense

Veronica just tries to find the ones with booze in them

After the eggs are found and whoever won gets their giant rabbit (its usually Duke, the thought of chocolate gives her the edge), JD, Martha, Betty, Veronica's parents and Mac's Dad will come over to have Easter Lunch

Mac brings out Munchkin the rabbit to just hop around, its Easter of course she's gonna let her rabbit out

Basically they just act childish and eat candy all day but who cares really, they're """"mature"""" adults and can do as they please

Mother's Day

Veronica goes back to her parents and spends the day with her mom

None of the Heathers liked their moms, and 2 of them are dead, so it's not something they really wanna celebrate

Mrs. Sawyer invites the Heathers every year but they always decline

It's not that they don't like her, she's been incredibly welcoming once she got over the weirdness of her daughter dating three people who used to bully her and her friends, its just that they all have bad experiences with their moms and this day just brings up memories they'd rather forget

They decide that the best way to deal with their issues is drinking, and Veronica always comes home to the Heathers getting wasted

Father's Day

It's the same thing as Mother's Day, expect for that Mac goes spend the day with her dad, but that isn't the most fun affair either

Her mom was a bitch who cheated on her dad so neither of them really care for her, but when its just the two of them the topic of her mom always comes up despite both of them wanting to avoid the subject

So when Mac gets home she goes straight for the liquor cabinet and finds the strongest shit and downs it

Mac's Birthday (June 22nd)

Mac likes to do fun things for her birthday, so they'll take her out to the bowling alley or fair or something like that

Chandler and Duke put aside their competitiveness to let Mac win

Mac tries to tell them they don't have to let her win but they still do

The other three will find some carnival prize or something in the arcade gift shop and work their asses off to get it for her

Veronica will get her some anime collectible, like a statue or something like that

Duke gets her manga bc Mac doesn't really like regular books, the pictures in manga help keep her engaged with the story and help her visualize the events going on

Chandler gets her something fluffy, like a new blanket or stuffed animal or some new toy for her rabbit

Some people might think she's childish for still wanting to go to these places, and its something she's talked to he gfs about, but they remind her that who tf cares, if you're happy thats all that matters

And yeah, going to the arcade or carnival or zoo or whatever sounds a whole lot better than sitting in some stuffy restaurant

4th of July

Can you guess what they do?

If you guessed get wasted, you are correct

They're the Heathers, what did you expect

JD gets triggered by loud sounds like fireworks, so they don't use any of them (They've threatened the neighbors to not use any either), but they still get sparklers and other non-explosive things

Mac's dad will come over and barbecue and Chandler makes USA themed sweets

They'll hold a party with Veronica's friends and they'll all go swimming in their huge pool

They have all the best pool floats, like the one that looks like the giant unicorn

What usually ends up happening is JD and Duke form a team to whack people (Chandler) with pool noodles and shoot her with water guns

She knows this is gonna happen so every year she finds a bigger water gun to defend herself with

One year she found this one that looks like a gatling gun

Martha tries to stay out of it, but sometimes a stray water shot will hit her and if that happens you better run

She'll fill a gun with ice cold water and she will not stop until you're shivering and begging for mercy

Veronica, Mac and Betty learned years ago to just let them do their thing, they just sit around and eat

Chandlamara Anniversary (September 1st)

Sep. 1st is not technically their anniversary, not being the day they actually got together, but its the day they first met and its what they consider to be their anniversary

On the first day of Kindergarten, Chandler and Mac met for the first time

Bc they had the same name, the teacher put them at the same table (Duke was also at this table, but she was already friends with Martha and wasn't interested in being their friend)

They connected instantly and became each other's best friend in a matter of five minutes

Chandler was everything Mac wanted to be, she was smart, could sit still and behave, she could listen without interjecting and she had everything together

It's these things that drew Chandler to Mac, she was so different and unafraid to be herself unlike Chandler who knew even from that age she needed to act a certain way so she didn't get in trouble

On that day, Mac was being harassed by Kurt and Ram at recess so Chandler took it upon herself to defend her new friend by kicking them in the balls

She was able to convince the teacher that she didn't do it and that it was an accident but they wanted to blame her bc she wouldn't play with them

But from that day forward she made it her mission to make sure Mac was always happy and safe

In the present, they spend every September 1st together

Duke and Veronica go out and spend the day with each other

Chandler and Mac both have vastly different preferences for what they do for dates, so what they do is they'll go to a restaurant for Chandler, go home, change into something more comfy, and then go out and do something fun

If a fair is in town they'll go, eat a bunch of unhealthy crap and go ride rides

Chandler is scared of the rides but she puts on a brave face for Mac

Afterwards they'll go home and watch a movie and cuddle on the couch

Mac usually falls asleep before the movie ends and Chandler has to carry her up to bed

Poly!Heathers+Veronica Anniversary (October 28th)

Veronica has been with the Heathers for only a few weeks at the point where the Heathers asked her to join their relationship

They had been surprised that this nobody could be so attractive once she put a little effort into her appearance

But it was also that she stood up for them to Fleming when she was under no obligation to do so, and as so bold as to ask for a favor afterwards that really drew her to them

It was kinda obvious to Veronica that the Heathers were gay, I mean what straight people dress in color-coordinated outfits, but she figured that Chandler and Mac were probably an item

She had no idea all three of them were together and even less of an idea that they wanted her to be apart of it

Now Veronica, absolute bisexual disaster she is, knew the Heathers were extremely attractive and being in a relationship with them would be fucking awesome

But she was a little overwhelmed, she's never had a partner before, much less three at the same time

They reassured her that she could say no and that she could leave at any time if she began to feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed

Veronica decided to give it a shot bc why the hell not and the rest is history

Their anniversary date is basically just a larger version of their monthly group date

They each choose one thing to do and they combine it all into a day

Chandler obviously chooses a fancy restaurant

What can she say, she likes eating good food she doesn't have to cook herself

Mac chooses to do something fun

Another shocker lol

Duke usually picks a shopping trip to the mall

She has alot of good memories in the mall, just hanging out with her gfs, looking hot, buying stuff they cannot, maxing dad's credit card

Veronica picks something different every year

Sometimes it'll be a walk in the park, going to a movie, concert, whatever, she just wants to find something new to do

Halloween

Mac always makes them dress up in a theme

The rest of them pretend to hate it because Mac most of the time chooses the silliest themes but they secretly look forward to what they're gonna do this year

Beforehand they'll go to Costco and buy all of the bulk candy they can fit into their cart

I'm talking like full size candy bars, like the ones you find at a grocery store checkout line

Kids travel from miles around to go to their house and they've started to have to buy more candy as word spreads of the house giving out full size candy

JD will hide in their bushes and jumps out to scare kids

He's obviously dressed as Jason Vorhees

Mac doesn't like it but Duke thinks its hilarious

Thanksgiving

Veronica's friends, parents and Mac's Dad all come over to their place for Thanksgiving

Each of them will bring a side dish while Chandler cooks the turkey

Its a small, quiet affair, nothing too much happens

They eat, drink and just talk

When it gets to the part where everyone says what they are thankful for, of course Duke and Chandler make it a competition to see who can talk longer

It started when Chandler noticed that Duke's speech was always longer than hers so she started dragging her's out to be longer

Duke caught on and know its a competition

One year Chandler spent 15 minutes talking about how thankful she was for Mac while she sat there blushing and everyone groaned at how long this was taking

Everyone made a rule where it cannot be more than 5 minutes long bc the food was getting cold while they rambled on

Mac cannot wait for it to be over, bc as soon as everyone leaves she can get down the Christmas stuff and she fucking LOVES Christmas

Christmas

This is Mac's favorite holiday

She goes all out

Their house is covered in lights, a fake santa and sleigh on top, inflatable decorations, you name it, its somewhere

The inside is even more decorated

Mac got specially made stockings, their tree is so tall it reaches up to the roof of the third floor, there's mistletoe under every doorway

She can hardly sleep on Christmas Eve, that's how excited she gets

On Christmas morning its like a child waking up their parents to go open presents but instead of parents its her three gfs who haven't had their coffee yet and nobody wants to deal with Chandler when she hasn't gotten her coffee

They'll open presents after everyone is awake enough to know what the day is

Besides the usual stuff, they each get an ornament

They'll draw a name out of a hat and whoever's name they pull is the one they have to get an ornament for

They've found an online store where they can customize their ornaments in extreme detail and do pretty much whatever they want with it

Sure it costs a pretty penny but they have plenty of money

Each ornament will say To xxxxx From xxxxxx Christmas 20XX

After the rest of their friends and family will come over and they'll exchange gifts and eat dinner

They'll watch the Christmas Day parades and old movies on TV

Once everyone leaves they'll just cuddle on the couch, enjoying each other

New Year's Eve

They get drunk

Its the same thing as 4th of July, they threaten the neighbors to not use fireworks as to not set off JD

They'll watch the ball drop on TV

Mac is pretty much out of it by 11 and once it hits midnight she just passes out

So yeah that was that, if yall have any comments or questions or whatever go ahead and ask

Also Chandlamara is the best individual ship and Mac is the best Heather fight me Duke Stans

#heather chandler #heather duke #heather mcnamara #heathers #heathers the musical #veronica sawyer #heathers headcannons #poly!heathers+veronica #poly!heathersxveronica

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phoenix-manga · 1 year

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Friend Groups

The three trainers would obviously have their own friend groups (yes even Bede despite his prickly attitude). They get to know certain NRC students and form a close friendship with some of them.

Phoebe - Ace, Deuce, Cater, Azul, Kalim, Malleus

Ace - Their first meeting was off at the start, Ace thought it was funny that three magicless people were here in a school of magic. But of course he shut up after being taught a lesson.

Bede almost sent his Hatterene after him if it weren't for Phoebe being the mediator. He was stunned to see the fairy that could shred him to ribbons back off when the pie dragon blocked her way.

He owes her a lot after getting him and Deuce out of trouble with the chandelier incident too.

Ace admits that taming dragons are kinda cool though. But during the first meeting he only saw Appletun and not the rest so that's why he was teasing them at first.

He learned another lesson after getting his but whooped by a walking pie during sparring lessons.

Deuce - Total fanboy because he thinks Phoebe is someone straight out of an anime. A protagonist with super OP comrades that goes on an adventure for glory.

And he can't help but feel bashful because she tends to reason with him if he ever goes into delinquent mode. He should be the responsible one since he was older but... Phoebe is the mature one here.

Phoebe understands his desire to change from the past and will give him advice she thinks is good for the situation.

His mother probably sends letters if "big sister" Phoebe is doing well. He didn't realize from writing to his mom about Phoebe, she thought the girl was older.

Would she be surprised if Phoebe came to visit one day...

Cater - He reminds her so much of Raihan with his habit of taking selfies and his overly cheerful personality. But Phoebe suspects that Cater is hiding issues behind his easygoing grin.

Spending a lot of time around Raihan, Phoebe tends to slowly notice if something was off...

On the other hand, Cater thinks that Phoebe should be his little sister instead. She's much more understanding and not as pushy as his two sisters back home.

She always asks for his opinion when they hang out.

They're getting food? She asks if he wanted something specific. Going to watch a movie, asks what he prefers the most.

If he doesn't feel like talking, Phoebe just lets him know if he was called for something and doesn't try to pry.

So, he labels her as his NRC little sister. He would soon develop the same overprotectiveness over her much like Raihan.

Azul - Its surprising that those two would get along given how he scammed them out of the dorm.

Phoebe was pretty upset at what he did but after seeing he was actually doing this to cope with his trauma, she was willing to forgive him.

Though she had to stop Bede and Klara from turning him into calamari.

Their friendship is mainly her making business ventures with Azul regarding the madols needed for Ramshackle and their pokemon. Azul was willing to buy berries off their garden for a fair price.

Gradually, he starts to feel like a big brother to her. He worries if she has enough madol to last the week. Even checks up on her health under the guise of making sure his business partner didn't overwork themselves.

Always keeping punks away from her and his plans to make sure Crowley is doing his job.

Though the twins tease him about it while Azul denies such claims. he was simply looking out for his investments. Yeah right, you tell yourself that, Azul.

Kalim - It's no surprise that Phoebe would be friends with Kalim. Bede doesn't like him that much because he's like Hop while Klara thinks he's much to cheerful for her to tolerate for more than an hour.

Phoebe liked Kalim though, he was a nice change from the rather... egocentric students in this academy. Though she wondered how he got accepted here when he's such a nice guy.

And how has he never gotten picked on? His reputation I guess was a shield.

Kalim loves to hear more about Pokemon from Phoebe. He finds them fascinating and the fact that a magicless human can get near such fearsome beasts was something out of a hero's tale.

Phoebe would sometimes invite Kalim over to hang out and she'd grin when Kalim was on the floor trying to coax Appletun to eat some fruit slices.

A part of Kalim slightly envies Phoebe and the other trainers. They get to travel around and go on adventures, learn all they can about the world on their own merit.

He was always pampered and never knew about the rough life of the outside world. Maybe someday he'd be just like them.

Malleus - Out of all the trainers in the trio, he likes Phoebe the most. Sure the boy with fairies was rather intriguing and the lady who walks among creatures with potent poison was quite a surprise, Phoebe was the child with the dragons.

He expected her to be someone who had a powerful image but he sees this sweet little girl who is pampering powerful creatures. It's not a bad thing though... especially when Dratini and Appletun was so affectionate towards him.

Malleus has emotionally adopted Phoebe as his child of dragon. Somewhere in the universe, Raihan feels a chill down his spine.

Bede - Trey, Epel, Vil, Riddle, Leona

Trey - He was the mediator between Riddle and Bede during the first few meetings. Trey was almost stunned because it felt like he was looking over two Riddles.

The image of a white rose and red rose bickering was sureal indeed.

But it turns out that the two of them also enjoyed tea time, though Riddle preferred cakes while Bede preferred sandwiches and scones.

As a big brother, Trey can see how Bede feels down but doesn't want to show others he is weak. He is just like Riddle.

Honestly, Bede probably never had older siblings to look up to. Chairman Rose barely paid him any attention while Opal was the first one to give him proper guidance.

But somewhere in him he also wants to mingle with those close to his age. He couldn't do all that before due to him being a bit of a brat.

Trey may be plain to some but Bede thinks he's a reliable figure that can show him how to better himself.

Epel - Epel admires Bede because despite looking like a doll, he has such a strong personality and his familiars are deceptively strong.

He thought Bede was a dainty boy at first with his ribbon cat and the elegant unicorn, the only one that even looks dangerous was the small one with a large venus flytrap mouth.

But boy was he proven wrong when he saw the cute familiars deck someone for insulting Bede.

Needless to say, Epel wants to be like Bede, someone strong despite his image. He is slightly consious that his muscles haven't shown up and his puberty hasn't hit him yet.

Bede thinks Epel puts him on a pedestal too much.

Was this how he acted before he was abadoned by Chairman Rose?

Vil - Bede was probably scouted by Vil because of his beautiful familiars and the way he carries himself like a noble prince. Thank Opal for those lessons.

Vil is intrigued by the familiars he has, especially the unicorn. Twisted Wonderland deems them too cautious to approach humans but here's one in front of him.

And one with such a glorious mane too!

He sees Bede is confident in his image and isn't afraid of breaking gender stereotypes. Someone said pink isn't a boy color? Bede says otherwise as he sends Hatterene towards whoever said that.

Bede sees Vil like a younger version of Opal, they were rather strict. He shudders after he remembered the training she gave him at first.

And though he was more used to Vil's sterness due to Opal, there are times he has gotten the two mixed up from how similar they act.

Riddle - The two of them didn't get along at first. Bede thought that Riddle's strictness was stupid and unecessary. He saw his past self in Riddle, he was selfish and prideful which made him left with no friends.

Riddle on the other hand thought Bede was a pompous brat who doesn't know about keeping to the rules.

These two butt heads a lot and other students thought they mirror each other with how similar they are to an extent. The two who hear such comment deny so with every fiber of their being.

After the overblot, Riddle could probably understand now why Bede thought his attitude was terrible. He was in a similar situation as him, thinking he was better than the rest.

Putting the wrong person on a pedestal and believing them to be right no matter what.

Now these two have tea time together and chat about certain people they agree send shivers down their spine. AKA the Leech twins.

Leona - Surprising that Leona was tolerating Bede. Much like Riddle, Bede didn't like how Leona held himself back simply because others told him he can't.

He didn't appreciate his "woe is me" attitude. After the overblot, Bede was the one who gave Leona an earful because for one, one of the trainers got injured from the fight (it was Phoebe), and he dared to take victory through criminal means.

Seriously, there could have been kids and elders in the stampeding crowd! He verbally rips into Leona so hard that everyone was stunned.

They didn't know Bede could get this angry.

After that, Leona was irritated that he was being lectured by a fairy brat. He couldn't let go of his prider at first.

Bede shut him up after he played against Savanaclaw in the opening match and demolished Leona.

Right after that Bede told him that the only one who can give him respect is himself, he would only be second best if he let himself be like that. That probably sparked a shred of respect from Leona.

Klara - Rook, Jamil, Ruggie, Jack, Idia

Rook - Klara would be smitten with Rook cause he was a gentleman but over time she realized he's like that with everyone and she just labels him as "Bestie".

Rook knows the irritation Klara has with Vil and it is gorgeous. He loves how both of them are worthy of the title, "Poison King/Queen" he even ships them in his head.

He probably has fanfiction about enemies to lovers about those two but that's his little secret.

Rook is very supportive of Klara, he's her hypeman. Though she gave him a slap when he casually mentioned her hips got an inch wider.

Jamil - These two know what its like to try and sabotage someone to try and be in the spotlight. Jamil tried to usrup Kalim and Klara put Toxic Spikes in the field before battling another trainer-

Phoebe: You did what-?!

Klara: I was desperate shush!

These two would trash talk like the mean girls they are, I know it. Talking to each other how a certain someone would get on their nerves at times.

Though Jamil tends to tease Klara because unlike his flawless acting, Klara makes it obvious she's holding herself back but her expression gives it away.

These two snakes is what others call them.

Though Jamil always reminds Klara to NOT bring her Scolipede over! He nearly had a heart attack from seeing a centipede as big as a horse.

Ruggie - Klara thought he was cute... until during the Savanaclaw arc he stole their pokeballs. She put him in a headlock, never has Bede or Phoebe seen her run after Ruggie so agile and fast.

Ruggie was shocked when he was suddenly on the ground and barely able to breathe because of Klara's strong buff arms around his neck. Did you see her league card? She lifts!

Though she was still salty and held a grudge over Ruggie stealing her precious Pokemon. Ruggie being from the Afterglow Savanah, felt guilty and promised to make it up to her.

He had to let Klara pet his ears whenever she wants. Ruggie relents because respect women and all that.

Ruggie was embarassed at first but Klara brings him snacks from time to time so it won't be all bad.

Klara really does think Ruggie is like a cute Rockruff when he's not being cheeky. Now Ruggie would pretend to cry to Klara when he doesn't feel like doing Leona's chores. Klara gives the lion an earful and he can't even argue.

Jack - You'd think he won't get along with Klara just because she seems kind of sly and would resort to petty tactics.

Well it seemed that way at first but Jack soon discovered that Klara would give it her all and was confident. He didn't like how she would get petty over some little thing but he does admire her dedication.

Those two become training buddies, and Klara would eat up any praise Jack tells her. Her pride inflates with every compliment.

Jack is the one who stops Klara do anything reckless. He basically does the scolding when Phoebe isn't around.

By the way, Klara was shocked to find out Jack was only 16, like boy who feeding you?!

She's not going to simp over a kid but then she thought that if Jack was this muscular... Could there be guys in 20s with the same figure?!

She'd be asking Jack if there was any single hunks out there among beastmen in his hometown.

Idia - Another thing you'd never expect. Idia? He's the shut in Otaku who is allergic to sunlight and socializing. How could he possibly be friends with Klara?

It's simple, like Jamil they like trash talk and gossip.

It all happened one afternoon, Idia was just mumbling behind a tree about certain students being so pushy and noisy. Klara replies to his ramblings from behind the other side of the tree.

Idia was startled but as Klara agrees with his trash talk he just started to go with the flow in their conversation.

Klara likes Idia, another sassy bestie to gossip with. And she digs his entire look. The fire hair? Boi what conditioner you use?

Idia: That's just my natural hair...

Klara: No way!? That look is bespoke!

Also whenever Klara needs blackmail material she goes to Idia. He got cameras everywhere but she would NEVER snitch on him. She keeps her bestie promise!

Idia may or may not have fulfilled his dream of having a waifu even if it was merely a planotic friendship.

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