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Din Djarin + Chapter 2: The Child
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tennant · 7 months
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Tim Roth as Jim Worth & Jack Devlin TIN STAR (2017-2020) - Season 1
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citystompers1 · 2 years
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Spider-Man (Japan, 1978), “The First Tin Plate Evening Star and the Boys' Detective Group”
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Zeng ShunXi -> Madman [Line Walker 3 Episode 20 -23]
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illicit affairs (by Taylor Swift) × Bad Buddy The Series
Make sure nobody sees you leave Hood over your head, keep your eyes down Tell your friends you're out for a run You'll be flushed when you return
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Take the road less traveled by Tell yourself you can always stop What started in beautiful rooms
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Ends with meetings in parking lots
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Leave the perfume on the shelf That you picked out just for him
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So you leave no trace behind Like you don't even exist
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Take the words for what they are A dwindling, mercurial high A drug that only worked The first few hundred times
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And that's the thing about illicit affairs
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And clandestine meetings
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and stolen stares
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They show their truth one single time But they lie, and they lie, and they lie A million little times
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And you wanna scream Don't call me "kid", Don't call me "baby"
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Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me
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You showed me colors
You know I can't see with anyone else
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Don't call me "kid", Don't call me "baby" Look at this idiotic fool that you made me
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You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else
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And you know damn well
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For you, I would ruin myself A million little times
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illicit affairs (by Taylor Swift) × Bad Buddy The Series
BadBuddy× my Playlist 5/n
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The Tin Star (Anthony Mann, 1957)
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Tin Star | The Kid
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punk-in-docs · 2 years
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-EDDIE MASTERLIST-
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🕷Super Freak Series🕷
🕸 Your Web, I’m Caught (the 1st) 🕸
Summary: The one where you’re miserable and drinking on your own at a party. And you run into maybe the last person you’d have expected on the outskirts. 7.6k words.
🕸 Is It My Body (the 2nd) 🕸
Summary: The one where Eddie gives you a ride home after your friend ditched you at a terrible party. 6.9k words.
🕸 Power of Suggestion (the 3rd) 🕸
Summary: You see Eddie at school after he gave you a lift home the other night. There’s definitely something you need to resolve. It’s mind over matter and there’s something you’re both after. 5.3k words.
🕸 Head Over Heels (the 4th) 🕸
Summary: Eddie visits you at the record store where you work. You end up making out in the storage room. 7.6k words.
🕸 Was it Love or Nicotine? (The 5th) 🕸
Summary: Eddie can’t seem to see you at school. He thinks you’re avoiding him til he finds out you’re sick. And he climbs in your window one night to bring you a can of soup. 12k words.
🕸Wolf Men & Secret Heists (the 6th)🕸
Summary: You and Eddie enjoy a rendezvous in a storage closet at school. Some inevitably dirty stuff happens. 9.2k words (smut)
🕸 Don’t need telling twice (the 7th)🕸
Summary: You go over to Eddie’s for a Movie Night date. And apparently, you’re both terrible at keeping quiet about what you want. 10.4k words. (No smut just sheer fluff)
🕸️ Vanilla Tobacco (the 8th) 🕸️
Summary: Eddie collects you for your ice cream/arcade date, he also gets to meet your mom. 10.9k words
🕸️Star Studded Gazes & Metal Men (the 9th) 🕸️
Summary: Your date goes very well- maybe a little to well under the stars at skull rock. 10.5k words (smut!)
🕸️ Girlfriend is Better (The 10th) 🕸️
Summary: You and Eddie face an unseen obstacle, which you manage to overcome with some hard cold vengeance. and then you hit him with an interesting offer... 10.k words (angst/tw violcence past assault)
🕸️ Can’t leave you in the wrong hands, baby (The 11th) 🕸️ OUT NOW!!!!
Summary: You and Eddie take the definitive step towards boyfriend and girlfriend. An empty house and a evening alone yields to a perfect evening of a first time, and much much more (11.2k words, so much SMUTTT)
-Drabbles/One Shots-
🕷Green is the Colour 🕷 - Eddie x Pencils Drabble - 6.6k words
Summary: Eddie being jealous that everyone in Hawkins is apparently getting a slice of Pencils after they start dating. (Jealous!Eddie themes) ends with fluff.
🚬 Messy Eddie Headcanons🚬
🎼🎙 Eddie working in the record store with Sal Headcanons = a.k.a sheer Chaos 🎙🎼
🔥NSFW Eddie Headcanons🔥
🎃 Trick? Or Treat? 🎃
Summary: Eddie’s friends are having trouble believing you’re really dating. They require a little proof- 3k. Funky little drabble really.
🍁 Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little boy like you 🍁
Summary: you celebrate your two year anniversary with Eddie at the place where it all began- At the Hawkins Fall carnival.
🍂 Halloween Headcanon’s for Eddie 🍂
Summary: Pretty much what it says on the tin. Halloween Headcanons with Eddie.
❤️ My Funny Valentine ❤️
Summary: A requested ask/drabble- Valentines Day- and suddenly you have a not so secret admirer.
❤️‍🔥 Drawing Mr. Munson ❤️‍🔥
Short drabble: what would drawing Eddie be like? In a nutshell, a challenge.
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🩸VAMPIRE!EDDIE🩸One shot; 10k words- also on AO3 if you fancy-
🩸Love like Blood🩸
Summary; !! Dark fic !! Vamp!Eddie x Reader. 10k words. He fully believes hell has opened its snake jaw and devoured him whole- cause this is, just, unbelievable.
Okay, maybe he hasn’t been swallowed into hell.
Maybe, just maybe, it’s that hell has chewed him up, and spat him back out.
He tried to stand and is amazed when he can. Bearing his own weight again. Stood tall. Slowly creaking and cracking to life.
Life? Or Death?
Other Characters
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Detective (Murderer) Quinn
- Tainted Love, Part I
Summary: Inspired entirely by this post which I glimpsed via @ravensfromvalhalla from @ceriseheaven. As in the gif, what if Detective Quinn was actually a crazy psycho killer. Set in the 1980’s LA. Det Quinn x Reader.
‼️You don’t know I’m no good ‼️ Part II
Summary: Danger is far closer than you realise ‼️ TW: dark vibes, murder, death, violence, stalking ‼️ 3.6k words.
‼️Hungry like the wolf‼️ Part III
Summary: Quinn gets up close and personal. But he has an ulterior motive of course. ‼️TW dark vibes, knife violence and threatening ‼️ 4.1k words.
‼️ Like a fist. Like a Knife ‼️ Part IIII
Summary: Birdie is on the case - Quinn is onto her. The plot thickens- Slutty chaos ensues.
‼️ Hit me like a bad trip‼️ Part V
Summary: Some questions lead Birdie to the wrong side of town, good thing she’s got someone watching her back. Whether she wants them or not- turns out to be a good thing. Knights in shiny red Porsches. 7.2k words.
‼️ Girl in trouble (is a temporary thing) ‼️ Part VI
Summary: Birdie patches a bloodied Quinn up at her place. There’s nakedness, too much Bourbon, and a whole lot of smut involved. 9.9k words.
‼️ Have a horny little XXXmas - Det Quinn x Birdie festive one shot ‼️
‼️ NSFW ALPHABET ‼️ - For Detective Quinn - so much smut and filth
‼️ Hold the Bourbon‼️ Detective Quinn x Reader, Drabble.
Summary: Drabble from an ask, Detective Quinn laughing during sex - with an edge. ‼️TW ‼️Pure filth. Much smut.
‼️ Det Quinn Ask Drabble ‼️
Drabble/ask about Detective Quinn making you squirt
‼️Det Quinn Ask Drabble‼️ (so filthy)
Detective Quinn and how he would utterly devour you at all times (TW very filthy ask I LOVE IT)
‼️ Tied Up Too Tight‼️
Detective Quinn x Birdies first date? Sort of. Quick hint: Porsche hood, nasty sex and handcuffs. ‼️TW ‼️lots of filth oh lord. Seriously.
🔪❤️‍🩹 better watch out babes-
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🥀 Pick Your Poison 🥀Prince Paul x Reader || Part I, 9.2k words
Summary: You have Mother Russia melted deep into the marrow of your bones, and you’re not afraid to grit your teeth and have a scrappy fight. Draw out a little of that pumping hot slavic blood you’re so proud of.
“Charmed.” You smile at him with your perfectly rouged lips. You sneer him like a viper. Like you’re another one of the delicious black widows formed from these courtly, poison-skated walls.
He stalks off and Minister Panin bows to you all. Scurries along after him like a puppy.
Catherine isn’t displeased or discouraged by her sons frosty behaviour. She was expecting it.
You watch him stride away. Sip your champagne and drag your eyes over his back. He must store such tension in those reedy shoulders. Keeps it stored under that ridiculous wig maybe.
All of Russia is owed to him by birth and he’s kept a hairs breadth from clutching it.
🥀 Keep watch over the door of my lips 🥀 Prince Paul x Reader, Drabble.
Summary: Newlyweds, noble jealousy, and vicious court gossip. They seldom mix. 1.7k words. (Only a dash of smut)
🥀 Necessary Evils 🥀 Prince Paul x Reader, Drabble.
Summary: Short drabble: Prince Paul + Tsarevna + Pregnancy sex = F I L T H
🥀 The Matter of a Good Taste 🥀
Summary: Short drabble: Prince Paul + Tsarevna + some let me make you feel better oral sex. (Filthy but sweet married filth)
🥀 And the stars sighed in unison 🥀
Summary: Short drabble: Prince Paul + Tsarevna + some pre-wedding sex and general naughtiness. (Fiancé filth)
🥀 Blessed be the bitter fruit 🥀 Prince Paul x Reader || Part II, 7.8k Words
Summary: Your marriage to Prince Paul and all the intimacy that follows, being love drunk newlyweds. (So much porn ok)
🥀Qualities of Mercy🥀
Summary: Prince Paul x Tsarevna Drabble inspired by the prompt: “If you want to come, you better beg.”
🥀 Traps with Baited Jaws 🥀 Prince Paul x Reader || Part III, 14.8k words,
Summary: There’s a snake in the palace garden. Blood spattered on Catherine’s pet rosebushes. Reader learns that Ruling all of Russia comes at a gutting price- (TW so much subby!Paul smut, violence, mentions of gore/death)
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🍾 Ralph x Reader 🍾 short drabble/anon ask
Set in the 1920’s. Meeting Ralph at a wild party
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Utsukushii Kare master post
With Utsukushii Kare: Eternal becoming available on streaming in Japan and rumors of international streaming distribution on the horizon, I thought this might be a good time to do a roundup post of all of my meta writing on the series so far. There's quite a bit of it. Between the complexity of the psychological themes in this series and my capacity for hyperfocus, I ended up with a lot to say.
In case it doesn't go without saying, this post is subject to change as I continue to post on this topic.
The psychological paradoxes of Utsukushii Kare
This is a series of posts (the current plan is to write three installments) about what it says on the tin: paradoxical psychological dynamics in Utsukushii Kare. These are things about the characters that may seem contradictory at first but can be accounted for by digging deeper into some psychological concepts. These posts are focused on the series (both seasons) but will draw from the movie and from the novel and related stories when they illustrate points about the series.
Part 1: Covert grandiosity and finding status through idealization - A pretty deep dive into 1) the subtle ways Hira shows that while his self-image can be highly negative in some ways, in other respects he feels superior to others and 2) how by elevating Kiyoi’s status and humbling himself in comparison, Hira attains a different kind of status.
An addendum of sorts to part 1: Hira's parents and his self-defeating tendencies - Some guesswork about how Hira's parents could have contributed to his self-defeating personality, with some further discussion of specific self-defeating strategies he uses in his relationship with Kiyoi and elsewhere.
Utsukushii Kare through the lens of pursuer-distancer dynamics and related psychological concepts:
The pursuer-distancer dyad & how it applies to the world of BL - a primer on this psychological concept and how it applies to BL generally, with a brief reference to how this concept applies to Utsukare (also touches on Semantic Error and talks in detail about an example from To My Star 2). This one isn't super focused on Utsukushii Kare but is pretty de rigeur for understanding my UK posts on this topic.
Paradoxical roles; or, I think I finally figured out the pursuer-distancer dynamic in Utsukushii Kare - This post comes after some of the posts listed below but I recommend reading it first as this is really where (I think) I cracked the code on this aspect of the story.
Pursuer-distancer roles & attachment style in Utsukushii Kare, Part 1: Hira - In-depth discussion of Hira's role in the pursuer-distancer dyad, his attachment style, and his personality
Pursuer-distancer roles and attachment style in Utsukushii Kare Part 2: Kiyoi - In-depth discussion of Kiyoi's role in the pursuer-distancer dyad, his attachment style, and his personality
Re-evaluating pursuing & distancing in Utsukushii Kare season 1 - super detailed post working out my thoughts about pursuing and distancing in season 1
On the way Sakai Mai (the series' director) uses seme left, uke right framing and its significance in BL and other Japanese media:
Using an example from the s2e1 with the girl who hits on Hira at a party (via a reblog of a gifset from @nanons)
On the way Sakai flips Hira's and Kiyoi's position in the frame in two versions of the same scene and what it tells us about its significance
How the persistent/cute trope plays out in Utsukushii Kare season 2, plus related overanalyses of the big season 2 finale kiss:
The persistent and the cute (how "persistent" and "cute" are code words with specific meanings in BL/yaoi/other drama and manga genres/Japanese culture more broadly)
Analyzing the season 2 finale kiss in light of seme left/uke right framing and the persistent/cute trope (in a reblog of a gif post by @nanons)
Reblogging @bl-bracket to lobby for the season 2 finale kiss, with more overanalysis
Fragrance nerd discussion:
This bittersweet fragrance - on the significance of osmanthus/tea olive in Utsukushii Kare season 2, with additional information on the possible significance of the fragrance of osmanthus and perfumes that are either osmanthus soliflores or feature prominent osmanthus notes
Posts on specific season 2 episodes:
initial thoughts about S2e1
Additional (informal) thoughts on s2e1
S2e1 rundown
Hira's incongruous/misaligned affect at the end of s2e1
S2e2 rundown
on S2e2, including pursuer-distancer dynamics and seme left, uke right
Utsukushii Kare S2E4: “face me straight on” (mostly discussing relationship dynamics pointed out in topic-specific metas)
on Utsukushii Kare: Eternal:
Kiyoi and Anna: on Kiyoi’s friendship with Anna and its significance for his personal growth
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Din Djarin + Chapter 13: The Jedi
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toms-cherry-trees · 1 year
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Hello Mars!! Congratulations for your 1.5K followers celebration 🎉 I hope you get many many more! 🤗 and more stories!
To celebrate can I request a blurb with this gif?
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(Fluff) I love a rare Tommy Shelby smile 😊 😉 ♥️
Congrats once more!! *hype* also could you add me to your Tommy tag list? xx
Tommy smiles are so rare we ought to cherish them 🥺🥺
Also I will add you to the tag list! Thanks for the request darling!
Mars 1.5K Celebration
Laugh || Tommy Shelby x Reader
Warnings: Hunting, some war PTSD, because fluff with me is never 100% fluff
Raucous laughter booms through the stillness of the forest, mixing in with the cacophony made by the lurking animals who are surely hiding not so far from you, all of them driven off by the heat and light of your bonfire. In the background you hear the gentle gurgle of a nearby stream from where you obtained water for the mint tea now warming your hands and your belly. You are swathed in an old woollen blanket of dark green hues, already frayed and thinned out by time. Tommy sits across from you on a log, cigarette hanging from his lips as he entertains you with stories of his childhood, enacting the best parts for you with dramatic motions of his hands. 
“And how much did you pay John to eat a pound of raw onions?” You inquire once more, half of the story having been lost between your laughs.
“Not enough for the stomach ache he got. His breath reeked for days” Tommy’s laugh is such a rare occurrence you have forgotten how beautiful it is. Deep and throaty, shaking his shoulders and pulling his lips into a grin. His eyes shine brighter and his features soften, jaw no longer clenched tight and brow relaxed. The only thing that remains of the old Tommy, the only part of himself not tainted and poisoned is his laugh. And you cherish every little instance you get to hear it.
When Tommy said you two were going out to camp, you thought he had lost his mind. Sure, camping out had been a big part of your youth but now, both in your 30s, three children and a lot of responsibilities under your wing, the idea seemed derisory. Yet you didn’t regret one bit coming out with him into the forest, still safely within the lands surrounding Arrow House. You knew if you had allowed, he would have taken you out on the road to God knows where, but you felt safer close to the house and your kids.
“What do you think the other MPs would say if they saw you, mighty Tommy Shelby OBE, with mud up to your knees and gathering twigs to light a fire?”
Tommy flicks his cigarette stub into the fire and comes to sit next to you, his strong arm circling your shoulders “I am sure my fellow MPs would be very appreciative of my extensive efforts to understand better the lives of the common people”
“Because surely the common people of South Birmingham sleep in vardos under the stars and hunt rabbits for supper” A teasing smile tugs at your lips, leaning your head back on his shoulder so you can observe his features. His cheeks are flushed from cold, despite the warmth of your body and the flames, and his breath comes out in faint puffs of mist. You press your tin mug into his hands, noticing the way he stretches his stiffened fingers. Silence has befallen you, and for long minutes you two dwell on the moment, the embrace, and the so welcomed break of the routine. 
“It’s been ten years” He whispers quietly, swirling the drink in his hand before taking a sip
“I know” Is the only reply that you can muster, instinctively scooting closer to his frame until your head is tucked under his jaw, his hand laced with yours and you tracing circles on the back with your thumb. He inhales deeply the scent of your hair, chin perched on top of your hair. Physically he is hugging you, but his brain is in a far away land. 
Ten years. A whole decade. The anniversary of the day he returned home from France, beaten and bruised and underfed and scared, even if he would never admit it. Even if your affection and devotion had nursed the physical damage, some wounds could never be treated nor healed, and remained gaping and bleeding in a place only he could reach. A place that only belonged to him, and of which you were only allowed frightful glimpses every time his demeanour broke into fits of unbridled rage, or when he would awake you in the dead of the night, fingers clinging to your nightgown and feverish kisses to your skin because they are there, the Germans are coming, the shovels are on the wall and you are the only anchor he has to steady himself against the storm brewing inside his brain. 
“Sometimes I wonder if-”
“No. Don’t wonder. It is all in the past and it no longer matters” You are quick to interrupt him, knowing where his thoughts are heading. Never before you thought you would hear terms such as shell shock or survivor’s guilt, but once you learned about them, they made perfect sense. When things got dark, Tommy pondered over the what ifs of life. What if he had not returned, and instead another boy had made it home; a boy who did not put his family in danger, a boy who protected his loved ones and did good to others, instead of carrying guns up his sleeve and knives in his heart. Tommy always said boy instead of man; another of his tactics of self-flagellation, derived from all the fresh-faced kids who boarded the train with him, and how little of them made the journey back.
You know you have to pull him out of his trance before he sinks too deep into his black waves, and you can only think of one way how. Your fingers slowly trace patterns above his heart, sliding down in progressively wider circles until you find that ticklish spot between his ribs and dig deep, forcing a startled laughter from his lips. All of a sudden Tommy is on the ground, your weight pinning his legs as you continue your assault, thumbs digging under his ribcage and stealing the breath from his lungs in forced waves of laughter, all of while he struggles to smack your hands away, his body writhing under your and staining his shirt with green from the grass. After several tortuous minutes he manages to grab your wrists in his grasp and pulls both of your hands to a halt, drawing in heavy breaths as the joyous sounds slowly fade away. 
“You are terrible sometimes” He growls, pulling you close by the wrists so your body topples over his, keeping your arms pinned between your bodies as his arms circle your waist. His heartbeat remains frantic and his cheeks are as red as ripe apples. 
“And yet you decided to marry me” Your lips hover inches above his, both of you sporting relaxed smiles. His eyes seem brighter than ever, almost innocent. You see through the vines encircling his soul the traces of the young lad he used to be, peeking out through gentle moments like this. 
“Terrible decision on my behalf”
“Terrible indeed” You mock, a soft laugh escaping you as you wiggle free from his grasp enough to accommodate yourself so you are straddling his abdomen, knees on either side of him. His hands naturally rest on the curve of your hip to keep you steady, features brimming with adoration for the wife that keeps him grounded and steady. Without you he would be like a boat without moorings, drifting into the abysm. 
You lean in for a kiss tantalisingly slow, while Tommy lifts his torso to meet you halfway. Right before your lips touch, your fingers are back on his ribs, stealing laughs from his throat and flutters from his heart. 
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Irmo With a Reader Who Has Rainbow Eyes
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Request: Hello darling Mina! I absolutely love your writing, it’s beautiful 😍 can I please request a headcannon with Irmo or Manwe x reader whose eyes change colour?? Like with their emotions or just by choice? All the colours of the rainbow? 🌈🌈 bonus points if their s/o eyes are just one solid colour the whole time, no irises or pupils or rings just orbs of bright colours that change? Thank you for considering!💜💛 - Anon
A/N: Always a pleasure to fulfil your request. I have been impatient to use this gif!!! 😊💕
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·⊰ It was the one feature about you that stunted him the moment you both turned and locked eyes with one another, perhaps it was also the reason why he chose to approach you in the first place.
·⊰ His curiosity got the better of him when he noticed that there was another person whose eyes were in some way, identical to his. At first, Irmo would not know that they changed colour since they were pink the entire time he was speaking with you.
·⊰ All through every interaction, your eyes were always pink, representing your adoration and affection towards him, and in return, Irmo’s eyes were also a replica of yours. To many, they would call you the ‘Love Couple’ because your eyes reflected the colours of love (at the time, of course).
·⊰ It wouldn’t be until you were disgruntled, and he came to visit, upon inspection, he was met with a cerise colour that slowly faded into grey. Following your shift in emotions, he would become enthralled by your ability to display your moods via your eyes.
·⊰ As much as he had the ability to read people’s moods, he always preferred to look at your eyes instead, loving the different colours they each displayed. At times, he would get lost in staring at the vibrant tins and tones, completely forgetting that you were sullen or frustrated.
·⊰ His favourite moments are when you’re waking after a long nap and you’re groggy or confused, and your eyes have the habit of morphing into all the colours of the rainbow. It usually takes a while before they mellow into a solid colour or colours based on your first mood of the day.
·⊰ But he adores waking up beside you just so he can observe your rainbow eyes instead of waiting for Manwё to have one appear after rainfall. His compliments are the best and he always uplifts your spirits, comparing your rainbow eyes to Manwё’s rainbow and saying that it’s better.
·⊰ Whenever you are in awe or fascinated, your eyes would become indigo. Hence his reason for taking you stargazing is so whenever he looks into your eyes under the stars, he can see the reflection of them in your eyes since they make the perfect background to hold them.
·⊰ This is where another compliment comes in he tells you about your eyes holding all the stars and they’re more beautiful than Lady Varda’s creation. You can always count on him to share joy and mirth with his words which in turn, lifts your mood to elation and changes your eyes to bright golden yellow. You can always count on his eyes to also reflect the same shade as yours because as long as he’s happy, so are you.
·⊰ There are times he becomes stunned when he gazes into your eyes and the entire surface is one solid colour. Your pupils and irises have all merged into one flat colour. As you once explained to him, when your emotions are at extreme levels, your entire eye becomes one colour. It’s a way for him to know when you are extremely enraged or delighted or any other emotions.
·⊰ Expect to engage in tons of eye contact and staring at one another, or just him staring into your eyes while you are attempting to carry on with your daily routine. He just wants to appreciate your beauty. Poems and songs about your eyes will be written and sung, and flowers will be given to match.
·⊰ Sometimes, you will see him making flower crowns and gifting them to you, all to enhance the beauty of your eyes. Even then, you both will be adorned in matching head wears to live up to the “Love Couple” title.
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Masterlist
Taglist: @cilil @edensrose @eunoiaastralwings @noldorinpainter @ranhanabi777 @spidergirla5 @lilmelily @someoneinthestars @mysticmoomin @aconstructofamind @starborne0661 @floraroselaughter @the-phantom-of-arda @rain-on-my-umbrella @singleteapot @wandererindreams @asianbutnotjapanese @justellie17 @justjane @silverose365
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jobean12-blog · 2 years
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Hi, jo! How are you, precious? 💗
I saw this pic of a couples shirt and i HAD to share with you! One says "i come in peace" and the other one says "im peace" and i just couldn't stop thinking how funny it would be to gift one to bucky and have you wear the "im peace" one without him noticing. Then subtly show it off at a avengers meeting and watch him get all shy and pink around the cheeks🤣🤣🤣
Ps: sorry for randomly dropping in ALOT, i have no social life🙃
I Come in Peace
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Word Count: 724
Summary: You buy Bucky a new shirt.
Author's Note: Hi lovely!!! I'm doing ok thank you bunches, hope you are well! This is hysterical. I love it so! And don't worry, drop it anytime! Have a great day! HUGS! 💕hope you enjoy! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my love @firefly-graphics thank you sweets 🥰
Warnings: fun fluff and teasing :)
Gif NOT MINE: Credit goes to @bvcky thank you lovely🥰
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“What’s this doll face?”
Bucky stands at the foot of the bed and holds a tee shirt up over his chest.
“I come in peace,” he reads.
“Oh!” you exclaim and dance over to him. “That’s for you! I saw it and just thought it was too cute with the little alien and spaceship and stars. You love space!”
He’s no longer looking at the shirt, his eyes soft as he watches your pure excitement over giving it to him.
“I love it doll, thank you,” he says before kissing you sweetly. “I’m gonna wear it after training today.”
“I’m so glad Buck. I got myself one too! I’ll show you when you get back.”
“Ok baby doll,” he murmurs and pulls you closer.
His fingers slip under the hem of your shirt and he hums into your skin.
“Sam hates when you’re late,” you whisper against his lips.
“I know but…” He never finishes the sentence, his mouth too busy trailing kisses down your neck.
Your head falls back and you grab onto his hoodie, holding steady as he continues to make your knees weak.
“Buck,” you purr. “You have to go.”
“I don’t wanna doll. Rather stay here with you.”
“And I want you to stay but this is important to Sam.”
He pulls away and let’s out a sigh.
“Don’t be grumpy!” you giggle.
“I’m always grumpy!” he replies and smacks your ass. “I’ll see ya later doll face.”
He steals one last kiss before jogging off.
Later that day you and Bucky trudge into the conference room. He’s wearing his new shirt and Sam immediately comments on it.
“Nice shirt Barnes. Are you supposed to be the alien?” Sam teases.
Bucky just scoffs and winks at you.
The rest of the team filters in and you all settle down, your patience wearing thin as you fiddle with the zipper of Bucky’s hoodie that you’re wearing.
Once the meeting is underway you shift in your seat and unzip his hoodie, taking it off and draping it over the chair. Bucky looks over at you and smiles. You discreetly point to your shirt and mouth, “this is the new shirt I got.”
His eyes fall to the fabric and he smiles. The shirt reads: “I’m peace.”
He continues staring, his eyebrows drawing inward and his eyes blinking several times. You don’t even realize the room has gotten quiet until Sam breaks the silence.
“You really don’t get it do you tin man.”
Bucky’s head whips around and he glares at Sam.
“Get what Wilson?” Bucky snaps.
Sam’s head falls back and he cackles, his smile growing brighter as the rest of the teams laughter joins his.
“Read your shirt again Barnes,” he manages to say through his fit.
Bucky looks down and pulls the fabric away from his chest. “I come in peace.”
“SO! The little alien is friendly!” he nearly shouts. “I don’t get what’s so funny about that!”
The whole time you’ve been trying to contain your own laughter but Bucky’s disgruntled face pushes you over the edge and you snort a giggle.
“Doll?” he questions, now even more confused.
You point to your shirt, waggling your brows.
He reads it again. “I’m peace.”
Nothing.
You lean closer to him and whisper in his ear, every word that falls from your lips making his cheeks grow pinker.
“I come in peace…I’m peace. I come…and you’re peace…”
He repeats it quietly until finally the lightbulb goes off and his eyes narrow with the hard clench of his jaw.
“I GET IT NOW!” he shouts. “Shit.”
He rubs the back of his head before smoothing his hand over his hair and pulling at the ends, making it stick this way and that. You’re still laughing but trying your hardest to stop and when he turns his wide eyes toward you it makes you double over.
“I see how it is,” he mutters. “You’re gonna get it.”
The whole room erupts into taunts of “ohhhhh’s” and you can see Bucky’s lips lift into a smirk. He wiggles his fingers and jerks forward, his stance threatening. You screech and jump from your chair, making a beeline for the door. He’s hot on your heels as you dart down the hallway and his last words ring out over your squeals.
“I’m coming for you doll!”
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Eddie Munson Headcanon
Eddie Munson headcanon thoughts ft. what dating him would be like <33
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(Not my GIF! ctto @suledins) god look at that smile, he's so pretty <3
Now my headcanon thoughts!
Though he may be a repeating three-time senior, I believe that Eddie is surprisingly good at math, more specifically statistics. Though he may be a complete mess, army crawling his way to graduate, I think that he’s a really smart kid.
Speaking of academics, being a DM for campaigns means his writing must be over the top Michelin star shit. I like to imagine Eddie carrying a notebook around to scribble down notes, ideas, and drawings for upcoming campaigns. Besides notes for his campaigns, some pages contain songs recommended by his lover and facts about their interests.
Though we didn’t see Eddie carrying a backpack around school and Hawkins, I like to think Eddie carries a messenger bag with patches and pins reflecting his personality. Imagine Eddie Munson walking towards you with a messenger bag slinging on his shoulder. Fucking hot. 
Speaking of said messenger bag, Wayne got the bag for him at a thrift store as a present as he got a bonus from work. 
Eddie probably throws everything in that messenger bag, his multipurpose notebook/journal, mixtapes, a cassette player (which he saved up for), some candy, those really good inky pens that you randomly find, and some black nail polish.
Eddie’s the type to wear reading glasses when he writes or reads at night, glasses slipping down his nose bridge as he frantically scribbles down an idea.
“Beth” by KISS is Eddie’s warm-up song. This man sings this song to warm up his vocals during gigs at the hideout, or when he’s in the mood to write. Just his go-to song to get in the feels <33
Imagine him writing songs at the foot of his bed, guitar perched up on his lap as fingers press chords and strum a soft melody. Notebook nearby for lyrics, the faint sound of him humming and singing softly as the desk lamp gives his room a cozy vibe <333
Eddie has a cookie tin that serves as a sewing kit container, complete with pins, thread, and a cushion with needles. Imagine a craft store run with Eddie? Eddie looking for a certain shade of black thread, to stitch a patch of said color, as someone’s grandma helps him out while you pick out a certain fabric for an art project.
Though Eddie is described as a “freak” I do believe that elderly women adore him. Eddie’s the type to flatter the elderly while helping them out. Imagine Eddie helping out the elderly in the trailer park <33  Eddie probably learned how to sew patches on his battle vest from a grandma he helps out on a daily basis.
Eddie for sure sniffs his shirts before wearing them, he’s just lazy to do laundry on some days; but when he does, he’s quite particular with how much fabric softener is needed to make his clothes smell good.
Though Eddie smokes, I like to think of him trying to cut back on them when you mention you’re sensitive to smoke. Cue Eddie sucking on lollipops every time the urge for a cigarette comes.
Do you remember the number of mugs in the Munson trailer? What if Eddie and Wayne collect them? Like it's something they both like collecting? Imagine Eddie letting you choose a mug as “your mug” for you to use whenever you come over <33
Eddie may be into heavy metal and rock, but I like to believe listening to Madonna is his guilty pleasure/little secret. Like, imagine him singing to “Like a Virgin”?? 
Tries your red lipstick to see if it would match him after seeing Paul Stanley ( Starchild of KISS) wear it.
Imagine rainy days with Eddie?? Drinking hot chocolate as your head leans on his shoulder <33 Rainy day cuddles on the porch in silence as the pitter-patter of rain lulls you both to sleep.
A/N: Please do tell me what your thoughts are! I'm completely new to writing and would love to hear what you think of my work!
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