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manicformunson · 2 years

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Ahh sorry i didnt mean to make you uncomfortable, i apologise if it may have brought any unwanted feeling or anything up. As for another request ah maybe the reader has a high pain tolerance and doesnt notice an injury and eddie helps her take care of it when he sees it. Or just another idea sorry😅 maybe when eddie is around the reader just doesnt talk cause she is nervous around him cause she has a crush on him, idk honestly you can write anything, especially with eddie in it and ill love it.

once bitten twice shy

pairing eddie munson x fem!reader

summary reader is hopelessly in love with eddie, she can't even speak coherent sentences around him. of course he assumes she's scared of him until a certain 15 year old can't keep his mouth shut.

note i'll do both and once again really my fault for not specifying! thanks for sticking with me though :)

It was a real problem, anyone could see that -- how choked up Y/N got around Hawkins' Freak Munson. Eddie had assumed it was because of just that, his freak status. Or maybe the way he wore his hair, or maybe it was his music that scared her.

Whatever it was, it made the metalhead's heart crush everytime he saw how visibly uncomfortable she was whenever he was around. One particular memory burned in his brain was when Hellfire held a campaign at Mike's house, Y/N had been there with Nancy.

Eddie remembered when Nancy had been ordered to take snacks to the club down in the basement and Y/N had followed; as soon as their eyes found each other Y/N grabbed Nancy's arm, whispering something inaudible before rushing as fast as she could back upstairs. It left him confused to say the least.

Last week though, was even weirder.

Y/N was with Nancy to pick up Mike, Eddie had remembered the way she lit up and slightly waved at him, her delicate lips mumbling a soft, "Bye Eddie." It was simple and sweet but he could not stop thinking about it.

If she had been scared of him like he originally thought why would she bother with goodbyes? Maybe she was just being nice -- it was in character for her anyway. He remembered how he had been shocked at how pretty her voice sounded, so taken back that he actually stuttered. "Oh yeah, b-bye."

Dustin Henderson made sure to not let him live that down. The freshman had told the Hellfire table that Monday how Eddie The Freak Munson had stuttered, and yes said freak slapped him upside the head for it.

All week he was thinking about Y/N. Eddie had always thought she was cute, even back in middle school when she had braces but now he felt like he was looking at her in a whole knew light. Shit, he thought to himself, he must been really lonely for a goodbye from a pretty girl to grind his gears for a whole week.

Y/N on the other hand, she was absolutely whole heartedly in love with him. She had been since watching him in the talent show years ago. The only other person who knew was Nancy who always was encouraging her to go for it and Y/N totally would, if she didn't become the world's biggest idiot in front of him.

It was so bad, Y/N couldn't even speak coherent sentences when he was around. Even when he had been nothing but polite to her, she still couldn't find words -- just her mouth gaping like a fish.

Graduation was coming into view so Y/N knew that if she didn't do anything she never would so, she asked Nancy if she could tag along with her while picking up Mike from Hellfire in hopes of seeing him.

Y/N had a big speak planned, how she was going to express her admiration for Eddie and how he makes her dumb but of course, the second she saw him all words left her. It was only when Nancy had nudged her shoulder did she muster up the courage to say goodbye.

That night Y/N was moping face down on her best friends bed, with her hand rubbing reassuring circles in her back. "I don't think it wasn't that bad." Nancy offered. But it was, Y/N knew it, Nancy knew it, hell the whole world knew it.

Y/N was hopeless.

She tried to go about her week like normal but all her thoughts surrounded the metalhead that stole her heart. Y/N snuck glances at him at lunch a lot, he was breathtaking.

It was the next Friday and Y/N had asked once again if she could tag along with Nancy, she was determined this time. Y/N had gone to Nancy's house immediately after school, allowing her to put on a little bit of makeup and fix her hair. "Eddie's sure to do a double take now."

Her and Nancy had gotten there a little early and decided to get out of the car to stretch their legs. Unlike last time, Y/N had no idea what her plan was she just hoped she could redeem herself.

Eddie was biting his nails all through the campaign, hoping he would see Y/N today. He knew it was probably unlikely but he couldn't help but get his hopes up. Dustin had been nothing but aggravating about Y/N all week, laughing at Eddie for getting nervous around her even though he can make a whole scene in the cafeteria unphased.

When it was over Eddie couldn't help himself, peeking outside and allowing a smile when he saw Y/N leaning up again the car next to Nancy. He had jogged a little ahead of the kids to get to her, ignoring the red that dusted her cheeks and chest he smiled, "Hey Y/N."

Her mind frozen once again as he flashed that adoring smile and Y/N had to take a second and force it to defrost before returning it. "Hey Eddie." Y/N twirled her hair between her fingers as a nervous habit. The two only looked at each other in awkward teen fashion before Dustin came up behind Eddie.

"He really likes you Y/N, you made him stutter!"

"Jesus Christ Henderson-"

Eddie went to grab the little twerp but missed as Dustin ducked into the backseat. It was Eddie's turn to sport the red on his cheeks, scratching the back of his neck. He couldn't tell if the look on Y/N's face was a good shock or a bad shock.

"Hey, I'm uh, I'm sorry about him he has this thing where-" Eddie had tried to explain but was shut up but small hands gripping his face, pulling it down to meet cherry flavored lips.

Y/N had done it. She actually did it! Granted she still hadn't really said anything but she was so overwhelmed at the mere thought of Dustin being right that she just acted on impulse.

Eddie's hands found her waist, pulling her closer to him as he intended on deepening the kiss, earning a sigh from Y/N. A hard bang on the window broke them free, "Hey love birds break it up! I'm ready to go home!" Mike yelled from the backseat, leaning over Dustin and earning a slap from Nancy.

Eddie grunted in disappointment against her lips as he met her eyes, for once she was the one to speak up. "I like you. A lot. I like you a lot." Y/N bit her lip, her hands moving down from Eddie's jaw only to be caught by his rough ones. His thumbs stroked her wrist as Eddie laughed, "I like you too, in case it wasn't obvious."

Y/N giggled before they were startled by another bang, "Let's GO." Eddie rolled his eyes and banged back before cupping Y/N's cheek, "Maybe I can call you later?" She nodded continuing to bite her lip, "Yeah, okay." Eddie snuck another kiss before turning and heading to his van, leaving her breathless.

"Y/N LET'S GO!"

"I'm coming! Jesus Mike."

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phlebaswrites · 9 months

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Tobirama/Izuna wip number 6, who gets amnesia? And can you give a somewhat more detailed plot for it? Totally understandable if you want to keep it more of a secret for now.

Aha! Numbers 6 and 7 are a matched set for the same prompt, but in the first one Tobirama is the one who loses his memory and Izuna is the one who loses his memory in the second one.

The one you asked about is the one where Tobirama gets amnesia, so you can have my initial thoughts on it!

They're a bit long, so I'll put them under a cut though! 😅

Tobirama is coming home from a mission and is ambushed. He kills everyone, but passes out with a concussion. And when he wakes up, he has no idea what is happening.

Where is he? What is he doing here?

And, most importantly, who is he?

Somehow, he can feel that this direction - he knows that it's east, but he has no idea how he knows that - is the right way to go.

It just…. feels familiar.

On the other side of things…

Izuna is out on patrol, when he sees Tobirama on the other side of the river.

Which is weird as fuck because Tobirama never comes here.

For all that they meet and they fight, he's never once seen Tobirama break across the border and he sure as hell wouldn't do it alone. Not when he can surely sense Izuna right there.

So what is going on.

Maybe it's a message from the idiot tree. In fact, that sounds exactly like something Hashirama would do.

Having failed at persuading nii-san to agree to a treaty by screaming at him on the battlefield - the stupidest idea that Izuna has ever heard of, no one can fucking hear anything over the roar of nii-san's fireballs, Hashirama's proposals have gone unheeded at least partly because they are unheard - this is probably an actual, formal message.

Well, fuck. Alright.

So Izuna squares his shoulders and steps forward to attract his rival's attention. "Well? Hand it over."

He may have to accept it, it's a freaking official message, but no one said that he had to be polite.

But Tobirama just stares at him.

And then he smiles.

What the hell.

Tobirama can actually smile! Izuna would have sworn that his face would crack before he did any such thing!

"You're Izuna!"

Okay, Izuna's day has officially gone from weird to weirder.

"Yes, that's me, you know my name, congratulations! We've known each other since we were eleven, fuck, just had it over already!" God, he wants to get back to the compound and away from whatever shit is happening here.

"It? Oh, of course."

And then Tobirama crosses the river.

Like it's nothing.

Like this is not the spot where they met, almost got killed by each other's fathers, and almost lost their brothers.

Like Tobirama has not just performed an act of war.

Izuna is so shocked that he does nothing as Tobirama walks right up to him and kisses him full on the mouth.

All he can say is "mph!"

He shoves his rival off.

He can feel the words crowding on his tongue but there are too many of them and they come out as incomprehensible gibberish. He waves his arms and stamps his foot.

Tobirama just looks at him with a mildly confused expression. "I'm sorry, did I do it wrong? Let me try again."

As Tobirama bends towards him again, obviously going for another kiss, Izuna finally finds his voice.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!"

Tobirama scratches his head, sheepishly. "Well, you asked, so…? I must admit that I'm guessing a little. I don’t know what it is about you…I just know that I can trust you. That you're important to me. Can you, perhaps, tell me who I am?”

Izuna boggles. "You don't know who you are???"

Tobirama blushes, obviously embarrassed. "Not really. But you obviously know me, so maybe you can help me out?"

Izuna blinks.

That.

That is flirting.

What. The. Fuck.

What is even happening right now!

His rival can smile! Kiss! Flirt!

aaaaaaaaa!

He spins around and stomps off.

Nope. That's it, he's officially done with today! It's over, he's going back to bed and when he wakes up tomorrow the world had better go back to making sense!

And then he hears the scuffle of leaves behind him.

He refuses to look around, even as he knows - he just knows - that Tobirama is following him.

He walks all the way home, blatantly ignoring his rival, pretending that there is No One There.

Right past the patrols, the sentries, and the gates.

All the way home.

But Tobirama never peels off.

Just walks right on his heels, right into the heart of Uchiha territory.

Until nii-san sprints out of the house and then comes to a screeching stop. "Izuna…" he says, slowly, "is there a reason that you brought the White Demon home with you?"

"Aha!" Tobirama says brightly, "So that's my name!"

And Izuna drops his face into his hands.

Fuck his life.

Just….

Just fuck it all.

#asks answered #ask game #Phlebas Writes #Phlebas blogs her writing #Naruto #Senju Tobirama #Uchiha Izuna #Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Izuna #not!fic

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shanastoryteller · 2 years

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Wow prompts fill so fast these days XD So this is sliding in a little late, please feel free to ignore, esp cause it's teen wolf prompt 😅 I've somehow fallen back into it and got really into the idea of Scott learning magic. After all, he worked with Deaton, I'm sure he picked up Something. Also, happy halloween! 🎃🔮👻

Stiles isn’t getting paid enough for this.

“Technically, you’re not being paid at all,” Scott says cheerfully.

Stiles shoots him a look. “Did you finally get the mind reading spell to work?”

“No,” he pouts. “Your face is just really expressive.”

Stiles scowls.

“No need to swear,” Scott says.

“You really don’t need to do this, you know,” Stiles sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. “You have me and Lydia, and we can’t mostly sort of do most things between us. Besides, you’re an alpha. Wolves don’t do magic.”

“Peter does,” Scott says quietly and Stiles can feel his expression harden. “Peter has done several impossible things, from surviving the fire to coming back from the dead, and it’s probably because he’s both, because he’s a wolf and a witch.”

“None of us are witches,” Stiles says, but he does pull the spell book closer, trying to figure out what it is that they’re missing. “Lydia’s a banshee. I’m just – uh, handy.”

“Handy,” Scott repeats and Stiles punches him in the shoulder before he can make the obvious joke. He makes a show of rubbing his arm even though they both know that it hadn’t hurt. “Come on. Weird, freaky things keep trying to kill us, and the only way we’re going to keep winning is if we’re weirder and freakier than they are.”

“Wow,” Stiles says. “That depressingly sounds like something I would say.”

Scott rolls his eyes.

“Come on, again,” he says. “You’re a werewolf doing magic, but you have to stop thinking about this like you do your wolf abilities. Those are tied to emotions, right? What you feel?”

“Sort of,” he agrees.

“Well, magic isn’t,” he continues. “Not the kind I know how to do, anyway. It’s not based on anger or fear or anything you can quantify. You just have to have faith.”

This has to be a joke. “Have faith?”

Stiles shrugs. “It’s the only way I’ve done it that’s even sort of worked. Magic is about belief. It doesn’t exist until you think it does.”

“That’s nonsense,” he says mulishly even as he’s turning it over in his mind.

Stiles snaps his fingers and a flame appears above his open fingers. “If a tree fall in the forest and no one’s there to hear it, does it make a sound? To create magic is to be the ears hearing the falling tree. Magic only exists if you believe it does. A falling tree only makes a sound if you’re there to hear it. Now try it again.”

Scott sighs but closes his eyes. He remembers putting out matches with his bare fingers when he was a kid and he focuses on that sensation now, the quick, sharp pain and the lingering warmth in his burned skin. He holds the image of the candle flame in his mind, one barely bigger than his thumb, the soft yellow light of it.

He’s going to snap his fingers and the fire will be at his fingertips.

It’s so close he can almost taste the thin plume of smoke at the back of his throat.

Scott snaps his fingers and flames dance across his knuckles.

#you could never be late #everyone else was simply early #<3 #asks #significantfoliage #prompt answers #prompts are closed #teen wolf

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spooki-ghoztzz · 2 years

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okok so sonic anon here, so i have this idea in my head

what abt will or dave with a gn s/o whos a dollmaker and they make a life-sized doll of themself and they say to him "yo if i die just put me in this doll lol i'll be fine"

and like when they do die he does put (whatever remains of them) in the doll and they come back to life within said doll?

sorry if this sounds dumb lawl 😅 ignore this if u want

( no this isn’t dumb i LOVE the idea- i’ve had a idea like this stuck in my head for a good while- )

( art credit / post ! )

William was a bit shocked when you requested that,but he simply nodded and sighed. I mean he had watched you make this life sized wooden doll of yourself but didn’t know THAT was why.

The day you had died was from..well,let’s say Williams cooking. You’d think he’d learn but he did as you asked,finding a way to putting you in that wooden doll and cleaning any blood that was on it.

The fucking day you just..woke up since he had placed you in the basement made him fucking J U M P- He just stared at you all wide eyed. “L-Luv..is that you?” “..Yep! but PLEASE LEARN TO C O O K!”

He’d try to make it up to you- he’s so sad that you’re mad at him. After he ends up cuddling you to make it up to you.

Honestly,Will would be a bit anxious to even touch you since he hates the feeling of wood. It would be an acception if you wore clothes and such. (he has nails and dear god if he touched you he’d just..cringe)

Tbh he’s anxious if he’d break you or something- he doesn’t want you to hurt yourself either.

Will is always worried about going out with you but hey,this is Hurricane,Utah. There’s been a lot weirder things besides a wooden person.

He’d honestly be more on you about the smallest things,even near fire? He’s gonna be dragging you away like a ragdoll- if your even near anything that’s really sharp again he’d try to keep you away from it.

(tbh i didn’t have many ideas for this </3)

#blueycapsules #blueycapsules x reader #blueycapsules william #sonic anon!

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