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hi, can i request percy x fem!reader or just reader if you don’t write fem.

Basically percy is dating someone from the mortal world and she asks percy to attend these important dates for her because idk she’s in ballet or something and he misses it because he’s always doing quest with annabeth and the reader feels like he’s going to leave her. happy ending pls.

a/n: awhh omg yes ofc 😭!!

✧MISUNDERSTANDING || percy jackson x fem!reader

summary: up above!

word count: 3393 (bruh i was aiming for like 1k not MF 3K WHAT IS THISSS MY THUMB HURTS…and im tired ☹️)

warnings: a bit of hurt reader and percy, miss communication, fluff and comfort in the end

y/n breathed heavily and steadily she made sure her feet were pointed and flexed to perfection. her arms being outstretched perfectly and her fingers pointed towards the walls of the studio her teacher, miss.yana, instructed her to finally move.

‘now! close your feet!—‘y/n did just so. as she held them together, unmoving she breathed steadily through her nose, making sure not to flex her face that would cause the whole class to restart.

she didn’t particularly hate ballet, she loved it beyond measure. she loved it so much—it was her mother’s favorite thing to do when she was young and when she had a small incident that stopped her from doing ballet all together, y/n promised her at the age of nine that she would continue her love for ballet.

and now here she was, four years later still doing ballet with a small collection of good metals at home to make her mother proud.

‘open feet! close, open feet! close!’ the teacher shouted to the class. they all did just as she told with no hesitance and no mistake.

if there were any—from anyone. that person would be the punching bag until next week. luckily y/n has never had to experience that, she made sure she was always perfect for the class, teacher, herself and her mother.

‘rest…good job today class, you are now dismissed. julia! make sure you keep stretching i saw slight hesitation in your leg stretches, if you need it checked out please get that down before next month.’

next month just so happened to be one of their important plays that would be watched by one of the most popular and well paid ballet teachers of all time in new york. she would be watching the class y/n so happens to be in to see who is most fitted for her privet class, and y/n had to make sure she was picked, she had to.

as y/n rested and walked over to her duffle bag that held all of her supplies, her friend maxine walked up to her. she always wore pink leg warmers and her hair in one of the tighter buns y/n had ever seen before.

‘hey y/n! were you able to hang out tonight? me and rebecca were thinking we would do a small movie night at hers? we all get these cute little themed colored snacks and watch like, horror movies or something?’ maxine smiled down at y/n who gave a tight lip apologetic smile.

‘awh i’m sorry…maybe we can reschedule on it? i’m supposed to be meeting percy today’ y/n threw on her sweats and sweatshirt to match. her new shoes being simple brown boots and her hat on to cover her head from the windy weather outside.

maxine smile and awed—‘oh! you guys are so cute together in so jealous, i though you’d said he was studying abroad?’

yeah and by that she means some place far far away were humans can’t even enter.

‘yeah…but he’s visiting today and we were going to see that new movie in theaters’ y/n smiled at maxine who nodded her head with a warm smile.

‘awh! you two have fun okay? text me the details later!’ as she walked away y/n waved her goodbye and made her way to the opposite door. leading her way out of the studio and right into to the sidewalk of new york city.

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when y/n got home she made herself known by yelling out to her parents—‘mom, dad! i’m home!’ she yelled. just then she quickly heard footsteps coming from the both of them as they smiled and hugged their daughter.

‘my sweet! how was practice? i’m so happy you got back safe i keep telling you dad here to get you a bike or a car! ah! was that nasty teacher mean to you today? huh?’ her mom rushed to her side as her dad gave her a shocked look at what she said about the car and bike.

‘you didn’t tell me—‘

‘shut up i did!’

‘nuh-uh!’

‘yes! yes (f/n) i told you a hundred times you were just always half asleep when i told you—‘

‘wh! well maybe if i weren’t half asleep i would have know—‘

‘okay guys! it’s okay i’m back! i don’t need a car but i will like a bike? and no she wasn’t mean today, i did pretty good’ y/n praised herself as she set down her bag which was quickly picked up by her dad who went to put it in her room.

‘awh that’s good to here, oh! and what about you and percy? huh? you told me you two were going out tonight is that still on?’

‘yes mom. i’m going to be leaving around five or six and back at nine like always, maybe he’ll stay, maybe he won’t.’ y/n shrugged as she was walked by her mom arm in arm.

‘well, i’ll cut fresh fruit just in case, now i know your tired so go take a nice bath! get ready for your date’ she sang while y/n felt her face warm.

‘mom! don’t say it like that’

‘well! i mean you’ve been together for how long now?’

‘two years—‘

‘two years! and you still get nervous! i still think it’s adorable don’t worry, im sure he does too’ she teased while y/n groaned and made her way to her room.

when she got there she immediately went to rush for her phone and unlocked it. her homescreen being her pet and lock being her and percy at the beach. she loved that picture so much, she’s probably posted it about a hundred times over and over on her photo dumps.

going into her contacts she was quick to text her boyfriend, percy. hoping she wasn’t interrupting him or anything.

‘hey percy! i just got back from practice. everything going well at camp?’ she texted. and almost immediately he responded.

‘hey! yeah, everything is good, i’m getting my things packed for movie night, i should be getting to you pretty soon. miss me?’ he teasingly sent making y/n turn off her phone for a second to smile with her hand over her mouth.

breathing out and unlocking it once more she texted him—‘of course i did, how could i not?’ he hearted her message and replied quickly.

‘well don’t worry i miss you just as much. i’ll see you soon okay?’ she heated his message as well and sent back a meme that he would always send her and closed off her phone.

deciding it was time to get ready she went to collect her bathroom things and started to get ready for her night.

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after about two hours of getting ready, listening to music and texting percy non stop, she finally saw it was time to leave the house. rushing to grab her purse and shoes she used down to the front door and made her goodbyes that consisted of hugs and kisses to and from her parents.

rushing out the front door, she signaled for a taxi which likely saw her and picked her up.

‘were to?’ he asked

‘the movie theater please’

as y/n said that and the taxi driver started to move, she texted percy that she was on his way which she was left with a ‘seen’.

strange…frowning her eyes bowed she kept the message open and waited for his response. he was usually really quick with this, never leaving her on seen nor delivered without a small warning beforehand of course.

‘hm…’ she mumbled.

‘we’re here!’ he told y/n who looked up from her phone in a hurry and looked to the side to see the movie theater.

‘oh, thank you’ paying him plus tip he smiled at her and said his bye which she did the same.

making her way out of the car and into the movies, she paid for the two tickets with the money percy sent her a few days prior, getting popcorn with her own money and some other snacks which was expensive as always.

looking down to see she was left on seen almost ten minutes ago, y/n double texted which she hated.

sending a small pic of the things she bought and the tickets that were next to the popcorn she held them all and walked to the movie room.

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sitting down into her seat she kept her focus on her phone, the big screen and the entrance of the movie room. hoping that one of the blondes that would walk in was her boyfriend who hopefully had a small explanation to leaving her hanging with the texts…twice!

sitting back as the room became dark she decided it was time to call him. he said he was on his way? and she didn’t mean to be obnoxious but she needed to know he was at least okay.

walking out of the room she called him…it rang. and rang…and rang.

then she heard his voice—‘hey!’

‘percy where are you—‘

‘this is percy and you’ve reached my voicemail box. if i didn’t pick up i’m either with my amazing girlfriend, slaying monsters or just sleeping, leave a message.’ scoffing a bit at his voicemail she spoke.

‘percy im at the movies and i just wanted to know if you were okay? or if you're on your way? the movie started and i'm going to be watching this amazing movie without you…call me back, please?’

hanging up and looking down at her phone and time she sighed and closed her eyes, ignoring the slight plained pit in her stomachs and heart she pushed it aside and walked back into the movie room.

sitting down and watching some of the movie she would occasionally look at her phone, the entrance. the screen. her phone, the entrance, the screen.

over, and over. until soon, without realizing it had been the end of the movie.

she still felt herself trapped in the endless loop she created for herself. her phone, the entrance and the screen.

soon enough she realized what she didn’t want to think was true, he wasn’t coming. he wasn’t showing up once again.

this happened five times in the last five months on each date that was planned every five months.

pressing her body against the seat, she sighed and placed her hands on her face. letting out a shaky breath, y/n picked up her things and made her way out of the theater.

walking until the sidewalk of new york, she felt her phone vibrate.

picking it up in a hurry she saw percy’s name flash across the screen—she answered.

‘percy—‘

‘n/n! listen im so so sorry! i—i lost track of time, i was set on a quest the second i was going to leave and i—‘

‘so what? the quests mean more than me? hanging with annabeth—‘

‘y/n please…don’t say that it’s not like that and you know it.’

‘well i sure feels like that percy! you stood me up! you left me alone again just like the picnic, the dinner, the fourth of july, my birthday!? percy…are your trying to tell me something—‘

‘no! y/n! no, it—no! stop what your thinking because it isn’t true okay? please—it isn't like that at all okay? i just….its—‘

‘explain to me percy…i’m listening.’ as y/n stood on the side of the building she felt her eyes well up with a bit of tears as her grip on her phone tightened. her purse being clutched by her side.

‘it’s….’

‘explain to me percy…please.’ she helplessly begged while holding the phone. on the other end, all she heard was a bit of noise and his breathing.

‘i—i can’t.’ he mumbled. scoffing y/n threw her head back slowly while rolling her shoulders. trying not to embarrass herself by crying in the middle of the sidewalk.

‘of course. bye percy.’

‘wait—‘ just as he said this she hung up and placed her phone in her purse. it vibrated, indicating someone was calling, seeing it might be her mom she looked and it was percy.

she didn’t pick up.

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when she got home, y/n was met with a silent house. her parents were sleep and she was kind of happy with this. she could walk to her room with no trouble.

once she got their, she immediately broke down, her hands finding ways to her mouth to silence her cries, y/n shook her head a bit and bit her lip.

the pain in her chest grew and grew to which it felt like she couldn’t breath.

was this his way of breaking up with her? was this is plan all along since she and him had to split? this whole time he was in camp…he could’ve been talking to someone else. this whole time.

sighing and crying a bit more she wiped her tears and breathed heavily, a shaky breath as she made her way to her closet and picked her pajamas.

after taking off some of her makeup, and putting her hair in a more comfortable up-do. she placed her phone on the bedside table and turned to the wall, her widow being slightly open to show the moons shine from space.

feeling her body shake a bit from her cries she suddenly heard—tik.

quieting down, y/n stopped and waiting just to hear another—tik, tik—one became two and two became four.

sighing she sat up and looked at her slightly ajar window to see there were small rocks being down at her window.

what kind of drunk is doing this so late at night? and why her window? and why on this day as of right now.

groaning she sat up and grabbed her bat to make sure bod is was handing from her window. stepping slow and close to her window she saw curls then a face—with a black hoodie on. screaming she went to swing her bat but was stopped with—‘oh my god! stop! stop! it’s me!’

stopping her movements…she knew that voice. placing the bat down and aggressively taking off his hoddie she saw it was percy.

‘what—‘

‘i know i know, what are you doing here? why are you here? what do you want you pertinacious douchebag—i know but please? let me explain…please.’ he silently begged her as y/n firmly looked down at him. giving up as she saw his blue eyes, she placed down the bag completely and stepped beside it let him in.

once he was in he turned to her. y/n had her arms crossed and her face flat, filled and prominent with upset, hurt, anger and confusion. the slight previous look of tears in her puffy eyes made his heart sink.

‘oh y/n…i—‘

‘why did you ditch me all those months? huh? i asked you and i will keep asking…if you can’t give a reason at all and it’s related to your demigod duties i will respect that and leave it alone but please just tell me something? anything.’ y/n hopelessly looked up into percy eyes who looked down at eyes and sighed.

placing his hand on her arms that were folded she let then loosen as he pressed his body against her own, embracing her with the warmth of her preciously covered body and his naturally warm one. she melting into his hind immediately and tested up again.

‘is this you breaking up with me? i don’t get it i—‘

‘i was trying to clear up my schedule to make it to your play next month.’ he answered, finally.

pulling away immediately she looked into his sad eyes that watched her own as a small tear dropped.

‘what?’

‘you were telling me for six months now about how important and exited you were for this big play so i worked and worked on many of my quiets that were already ahead of me to make sure none of them interfere with your play. i want to make there so i can see you dance, i know i’ve been really…horrible with being a boyfriend and making it to our dates and im so so sorry, half of it was planned and half of it was pure coincidence on being caught in a quest…’

‘planned?’ she asked, eyes eyebrows turning up and he nodded.

‘yeah planned…i know how serious you and ballet are and i know your always stressed at being this perfect image for the world when in fact your always perfect and there isn’t anything that can’t make you ten times better than you already are. some of the dates i missed were meant to be missed like the picnic, and the ice skating rink and your birthday…i was there, you just couldn’t see me. and now that i think about it sounds creepy and weird—‘

‘yeah it dose’ she laughed as he smiled.

‘but i didn’t show up because i knew you needed the time to freely open up and relax. your picnic was what i made you, the food and stuff i made myself that’s why—‘

‘that’s why some of the things were blue…’ she recalled.

‘mhm…and your birthday?’

‘a ocean view with blue ribbons around the napkins and flowers…but why didn’t you tell me?’ she looked up in wonder.

‘it would ruin your surprise’ she shrugged while she tilted her head in a bit of confusion.

‘my surprise?’

picking up the bag that was set next to him that she failed to notice he handed it to her and she grinned up at him, a bit nervous he watched her open the blue bag. seeing another box, she opened it.

inside were his and her favorite blue colored ballet shoes. y/n smiled and picked them up immediately, placing the box and bag on her table, she looked at them and saw a small note inside.

in it was what said—

from here on out from all of my accomplished quested i have even granted a two year stay in new york with you, and for these two years i will stay by your side non stop to make up for my missed dates, and missed hugs and talks. your favorite — percy jackson.

looking up at him with teary eyes, she launched herself at him with her arms around his neck, y/n felt percy rub her back soothingly and she immediately spoke.

‘oh my god i’m so sorry! i was so mean to you over the phone and i almost hit you with a bat! and i wa thinking of doing it anyway seeing who you were oh my—im so sorry percy oh my gosh’ she squeezed him even tighter as percy laughed a bit and held her closer.

‘it’s okay! it’s okay! i would to the same, i hoped you did so you would forgive me then baby me back to health’ he revealed making y/n pull away and push him with a scoff.

he smiled at her and pulled her in by her hand, one of his other hands making their way to hold her face soothingly and pulling her in for a sweet kiss. he was always one for words and actions. smiling and melting into it y/n kissed back all until—

‘who’s in here! my baby—what!’ the two of them turned to see y/n’s mother and father holding bats only to immediately relax.

‘percy!’

‘hi mrs.l/n…hi mr.l/n’ he shamefully waved at the two who rolled their eyes and let out a relieved sigh.

‘my god—percy please. next time use the front door’ he dad groaned as he went to walk away and back to bed only to feel his wife want aorund. turning to see her staring at the two with an adored face painted on her she awed.

‘my babies! look at you—‘ just then she was picked up and taken out of the room by y/n’s dad—her husband—‘wait! i was just checking on them!’

‘they’re fine’ he replied.

y/n smiled and covered her face with embarrassment as percy looked down at her and smiled as well, grabbing her hands and pulling them away from her face he kissed her once more.

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polishedtaylor · 4 months

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Dance With You Tonight - Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Authors Note: Idk who will all read this but hello, I'm Maddie! And welcome to my first written fic ever!! Pls do not judge if this is badly written😭 I would like to thank @punkshort for giving me the confidence for getting this actually written and beta-ing and this and giving me feedback. Much love and enjoy reading! xoxo

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Synopsis: You were training and studying to become a professional ballet dancer, until fate had other plans. Leaving you crushed and headed into a new career path. Becoming a dance teacher, a way of keeping dance in your life. Still in the process of healing, you meet Joel Miller. A single dad working as a contractor, trying to make his little girl happy by signing her up for dance lessons. Guarded when you first meet him, he teaches you to love a way you haven't before.

Chapter warnings: Some swearing but that's it for now. Lightly edited. No Y/N

Chapter 1 - Beautiful Stranger (wordcount: 1.5k)

Dancing was your passion, you had been doing it your entire life. It was clear from the start when your mom took you to see your first professional ballet performance. The costumes, the subtle movements and the rhythm of the music. Setting a goal from when you were just a kid, dreaming you would make it as a ballerina. It was easy to say that dance was your calling, being said from dance instructors. And even being accepted into The Boston Ballet. You had a bright future of dance ahead, you could picture it then. Being on a stage, the bright lights focused on only you. Where you danced for a full audience in a theater.

Unfortunately right out of graduating, those dreams came crashing to a halt. It was all because of the accident. It kept you from your training, and not being able to keep up with your dance peers.

You felt there was no direction your life was going anymore, when you had moved back home to Texas to heal, where there was nothing to keep you busy. Then, Miss Beatrice’s dance works came into motion. You were given an opportunity to teach childrens beginners ballet. Your parents urged you to do something productive like this. Thinking you might as well keep some part of dancing in your life, you accepted.

You were playing the light piano music from your phone, and faced the bright eyed little kids. First practice of the season always seemed to go smoothly. Some were not as excited to be there as others, but nonetheless, you began instruction. Introducing them to the basics, the 5 basic positions. And had them walk across the room doing different movements with their arms.

Then you hear the metal door suddenly open, looking away from your students, you see a broad frame with a duffel bag shoved in his left hand and rushing his daughter to sit on the chair to slip her ballet shoes on.

“Um pardon the interruption…” he said sincerely. You stop your teaching to smile and walk out of the studio and into the waiting room.

“That's alright…we aren’t even ten minutes in.” you waved him off, and eyes wandered to the curly haired girl rushing in the waiting room.

‘Keep on practicing the positions girls..” you say as you walk out the door to greet the dad. You look over to the girl and smile. “You must be Sarah.” You say she nods enthusiastically and beams. “I’m Joel, Sarah’s dad” he introduced himself, holding his hand out for you to take it. His hands were calloused but felt comforting, different from your delicate hand. You could almost feel your breath hitch. “Sorry for bein’ late for the first practice… I was behind at work and was in rush gettin’ home to pick her up.” he said with a sincere face. You examine his features, dark brown eyes that look like they've seen a lot. And lines that were deepening on his forehead.

You introduce yourself and continue to reassure him. “Again it is no problem at all, just as long as you don't make it a habit.” you tease lightly. He chuckles and runs his hand through his hair. He looks around to see the other parents of the dancers getting agitated, which you notice and realize you need to continue class. “Well Joel, if you aren't busy you are welcome to sit on the bench and watch.” you smile and fold your two hands together. He did just that and took a breath, placing his hands on his knees. “C’mon Sarah, let’s head in.” she skips behind you and you shut the door behind. You gave a warm smile and had her stand at the bar with the others.

Class then resumes and you catch Sarah up. Joel watches your softness teaching, and your gentle movements as you demonstrated to the peaceful music. Standing on your tiptoes and raising your arms, Joel notices the happiness in your eyes right away. It's as if you entered a completely different reality. He appreciates watching you helping Sarah when she was struggling. Urging her to take a deep breath when she got frustrated.

Time passed and class ended, the kids rushing out to their parents and babbling. You walk behind them and walk to the desk in the studio office, grabbing papers and handing them to Joel. You were giving him the rundown of fundraising for the studio, and telling him that you needed Sarah's clothing size for therecital costume. You smiled as you saw him struggling to keep a note of all the important things, but he wanted to know and stay involved as much as possible for his kid. He smirked and held the papers up. “You got it.” He then found Sarah, and you waved as they walked out the door with the other families.

After the studio was cleared for the evening, you collected your bag and water bottle. Then you walked out of the building.

Unlocking your apartment door you took a deep breath. Not even wanting to think about dinner, you plopped yourself on your couch. Then dialed the nearby Chinese place a few blocks from your place on your phone. Deciding to order takeout, seems like the easiest choice, you think to yourself.

While waiting for your food you got up and prepared a side salad for yourself in your tiny kitchen. Then rested your elbow on the counter and scrolled through your missed calls. A few being from your mom, shit. You then decide to call her tomorrow, it has already been a long day. Along with wanting to start choreographing the recital dance, even though it would be months away, you still wanted to feel on top of things.

A few hours then passed, and the discarded chinese boxes were still on your coffee table. You had your laptop laying on your chest as you focused. Then looking at the time you groan, placing your laptop at the edge of the couch. You then sit up and stretch, and get ready for bed.

You are now snuggled into the soft duvet and your head resting on your pillow. Your mind wandering in your pool of thoughts as you try to sleep. You cannot help but keep thinking of Joel. Something about him made you want to learn more.

A few days pass and you are currently in between classes, so you took a break in your office. Typing away on your computer, replying to emails sent by parents, and filling out papers for Miss Beatrice, who owns the studio.

Completely focused on your work, there was a light knock on your door. Startled out of your trance, you looked up. It was Joel, who had a nervous smile as he held his hand up to wave.

“Hope m’ not interruptin’ anything?” he says cautiously. You shake your head, close your laptop and tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear. “Not at all, Mr. Miller. Come on in.” you give a warm smile and gesture for him to sit down at the seat across from your desk. He does so and sits himself down and clears his throat. “None of that, please…Mr. Miller is my father.” he teases. You smile and begin talking again, “Alright then, Joel. What can I help you with?” you smile.

He shifts in his seat and rubs the back of his neck. You could tell something was bothering him. “Sarah has been talkin’ about starting dance lessons for a while now, and I’m excited I was able to get her here.” You nod, and Joel continues talking. “The problem is that I had no idea how much this would cost..” he slightly chuckles.

“Joel, we are very flexible with our parents. We even offer all sorts of different sorts of payment plans.” you explain. He slowly nods and gives a sigh of relief. “And I will do everything I can to help you guys...Sarah is a really bright student. I would hate to see her leave.” you say sincerely.

“Thank you very much.” he says. “Really means a lot..what you say ‘bout Sarah.” he says proudly. There's a beat of silence between Joel and you. Next thing you know you’re looking in your desk drawer for a sticky note. Scribbling down your number on the piece of paper and slide it across to him. He takes it and examines it. “What’s this?” he drawls.

“It’s my phone number, in case you have any more questions for me.” you smile. He nods with a smile. “I really wish I could help you more today, but I have another class that starts in a few minutes.” you say. Joel then stands up and puts the piece of paper in his back jean pocket. He then follows you out of the office, and you open the door. Noticing him gently placing his hand on the small of your back.

After you both say final goodbyes, you take a deep breath. Watching him exit the building you turn around. It's okay, It's okay, you give all the parents your phone number. You think to yourself. Your mind was churning. You enter the studio and begin warming up and greet the students as they walk in.

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chrollohearttags · 2 months

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it's ☃️ here again and I have more questions but reverb edition bc I love how 3 dimensional the characters are...

1. Now what is rapper!connie's true IDEALL type (if he actually has one). like he's immediately folding and falling to his knees because she's everything he wants type shit.

2. Do any of the pole assassins ladies swing the other way perchance...? IDK if you mentioned this but i'm getting a vibe...perchance.

3. What are mika and jean's favorite things about one another?

4. How would eren react to being posted on the shaderoom and having them get in his business? I recently saw a video of summer walker flipping the shaderoom off and I screamed 😭😭

5. IDK if you didn't go into detail but is sasha an influencer here as well or an artist?

6. Does eren like any other forms of art besides music/writing in this universe? I don't feel EJ is the type to like go walk a museum (or maybe he is) but I feel he definitely holds some appreciation for like visual arts yk??

7. Is influencer!y/n any good at games? I remember you mentioning him being a gamer and I had the idea of him teaching her to play madden or COD or some shit and her being sooo bad to the point where he gets a little upset bc no way you're this bad at the game.

once again that is all the questions my brain has come up with, until next time *fades off into background*

hello again, snowanon!! 🤍 I swear you always come with the best asks. I’m actually working on reverb right now so thanks for this! (sorry these took so long btw!)

1. now Connie isn’t the type of dude to discriminate when it comes to the ladies. He loves them all but he will undoubtedly fall in love (and maybe propose on the spot) for a tall women or BBW. he loves him a girl who’s taller than him or a plus size lady. I’d say his range is anywhere from Meg to Lizzo. But he really just a loves a woman who can make him laugh. Somebody he can clown with.

2. Yes 3/5 do in fact! 😭 our girl (y/n) is bisexual. Eren is honestly the only man she loves. Niesha is pansexual + Syrai is lesbian. Kelley and Brianne have only ever dated men but they’re not against the idea of being with a woman!

3. omg I literally love these two so much and I hadn’t had a chance to elaborate yet but Jean and Mika are each other’s saving graces, dramatic as it sounds. Jean helped Mika stand up for herself when she felt powerless and she helped him realize his dream and that he was worth more than being on the sidelines. I think Jean’s favorite thing about Mika is her determination and how smart she is. If she wants something done, nothing can stop her. She’s headstrong but she’s soft in the same turn. Not in a weak way or that she wants to be babied but she’s so compassionate and emotional about the things + people she loves. As for Mika, she loves how much of a natural leader Jean is. He’s dominating but in the best way possible. He knows she can handle her own business but she doesn’t have to when he’s around. She can be comfortable in her feminine energy without feeling weak. All in all, they just compliment one another so well!

4. LMAO! the day Eren ever ends up on the ShadeRoom, everybody’s getting their feelings hurt. 😭 what makes it so bad is that it would probably be for some dumb shit, like them trying to messy about he and (y/n)’s relationship and now he gotta cuss everybody and their family dog out :(

5. so the next few chapters are going to feature Sasha heavily but my baby is actually Mikasa’s assistant for the time being. Her ultimate goal is to do music, more so as like a country hip-hop artist. She’s basically mentoring under her and Jean both.

6. Eren does have a great appreciation for other art forms. He has a few unique and expensive paintings in his home and he himself loves to draw. Many of his tattoo pieces are artworks of his. He also enjoys stage plays, shockingly! (he’s really a theater kid cosplaying as a delinquent, don’t let him fool you 😭😭) but he enjoys reading from time to time as well.

7. okay listen! my sis be giving it her all to beat this man LMAO. Eren is so damn competitive that he can’t just play shit for fun, he makes everyone want to fight him. But the one game he does NAWT want to see her in is Tekken. That’s been her favorite series since she was a kid and she gives him the work every single time.

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thecosmosdefys · 7 months

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Hiii would you please write smth for simon with an s/o who has depression and anxiety disorder??:'( the details don't really matter, you can write it however you want and it's ok if you don't wanna do it… hope you're doing great and have a nice day💕

Simon Riley who helps his S/O with their depression & Anxiety

Pairing(s): Simon Riley x GN ! Reader

Warnings: Depression, Anxious thoughts, Anxious and depressive behaviors

Synopsis: How I think simon riley would deal with your anxiety & Depression

Author Note: Peekaboo! Tis I cosmos!!! I saw this request at work and decided to write it as soon as I got home, for right now I really only have the energy (as well as time because im about to head back to work) to do headcanons but I hope you enjoy them!! (their more like mini blurbs

I feel like Simon would 100% understand if you told him you had anxiety or depression. He wouldn't be the best at dealing with it but by gods he would do his best to help you with your problems! Like truly he would!

Say idk your room in your apartment is just... really bad. You havent left in ages, and you stopped texting Simon? He's there in an instant. Once he realises your super depressed hes like "alright luv lets get started" and he's helping you clean, wash your clothes, ect.

If you can't find the energy to shower he's drawing a bath and helping you slowly strip off your clothes. He slips you into a nice warm bubble bath and either slips in with you or helps wash you from outside of the bath. He cleans your skin and then does your hair for you making sure to wash it without getting soap in your eyes. He might blow bubbles at you to make you laugh.

If you can't cook or something and maybe don't have the energy, he makes meal plans on sundays, so he starts including you. So when he cooks ahead for the week, he also cooks stuff he knows is your favorite meals and then drops them off on monday.

Would definately invite the 114 over for a little suprise day spoiling you, expecially if he knows being around people helps you. He will plan a movie night and invite you over, and you walk in and all the boys are just sitting there eating popcorn and movie snacks. As soon as they see you its just a huge dog pile of hugs (they almost knock you over)

If your anxious in public he will gladly hold your hand and do all the talking for you. You don't want to order because your stomach is in way too many knots? He already knows what you like and he will order it for you.

Most dates he will try to keep at home if he knows that your anxious in public. You want to see a brand new movie but don't want to go to the movie theater? He texts you to come over one night and he has practically made his living room a movie theatre. Lots of blankets, snacks, pillows for a pillow fort, and a little basket for each of you.

If you have relationship anxiety he is definitely reassuring you all the time. its almost like he knows what youre thinking before you say it out loud? (I swear he's a mind reader) He can tell by your tells when your anxious and he's calming you down already.

If you have anxiety attacks? He's comforting you instantly pulling every coping skill he can out of the book. He is putting loop earbuds in your ears and then breathing with you. Having you name the 54321 thing, and everything. Even has a little sensory/anxiety kit ready for you on the go in his car. He is no stranger to anxiety.

#simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost x reader #simon riley comfort #simon riley fluff #cod mw2 #cod mwii

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cheesysoup-arlo · 16 days

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Cady’s Cousin pt.2

A/N: sorry this is mostly like “texting” also the relationship/couples I have in here are (karen and gretchen), (cady and regina), later I’ll add (janis and reader) and maybe (aaron and kevin g) idk maybe lol I won’t be tagging the ships since they’re not the main ship I hope y’all liked this lol

(Sunday 8:30pm)

*Cady created a group chat*

Cads 🦁: hey guys I made this group chat so (Y/N) can get to know you guys, you guys can get to know them, and just for fun 👍

???(1): aw Cady that’s so sweet, this is Aaron by the way lol

(Y/N): can everyone send their name please 🙏

???(2): karen 💕

???(3): Beyoncé

???(4): that’s Damian ^, this is janis 👾

Damian🌟: janis you’re no fun this is homophobia

Janis👾: yeah I hate the gays 🙄

karen💕: ??? u hat me 😞

Janis👾: no not you karen just Damian

karen💕: o okie 😽

???(5): the hottest bitch you’ll meet

(Y/N): hi Regina

Cads🦁: Y/N!!!

(Y/N): cads chill I know she’s off limits

Regina👛: aw baby you’re so cute when you’re jealous

Janis👾: barf 🤮

(Y/N): 😭😭😭

(Y/N): wait where’s Gretchen?

karen💕: sleping 😴

Damian🌟: Important question! Y/n are you one of them queers?

(Y/N): I would be offended if you thought I wasn’t

*damian has named group chat “fruit loops”*

Janis👾: I-

(Y/N): oh that’s-

Damian🌟: OK STOP BEING HOMOPHOBIC TO THE GAY BLACK MAN IM A MINORITY HERE

Regina👛: how’s everyone feeling about school tomorrow? I’m kind of excited mostly because the school cheese fries just hit different yk?

Cads🦁: I’m excited too but for classes I picked an extra math class this year

(Y/N): ha nerd 🤓

(Y/N): I’m nervous lol but at least I have you guys

Janis👾: I’m not excited I hate school it keeps me from doing more important things

(Y/N): like what?

Janis👾: sleeping

Damian🌟: I’m excited I decided that I’m gonna take the new senior only theater class which is a little out of my comfort zone but I’ll manage

Aaron🧍‍♂️: I was supposed to be graduated last year so I’m not excited at all

(Y/N): YOU GOT HELD BACK?!?! WHAT?!?!

Aaron🧍‍♂️: yeah I failed English and history so I couldn’t graduate

Cads🦁: it’s ok Aaron now you get to be with us for another year 😊

(Sunday 11:50pm) fruit loops

(Y/N): guys I can’t sleep

Janis👾: same I’ve been lying very still and it’s not working

Damian🌟: janis did you take the melatonin I gave you?

Janis👾: yeah but it’s not working 😔

Damian🌟: welp that’s a you problem then

(Monday 2:30am) fruit loops

(Y/N): do you think I can fit 40 mini marshmallows in my mouth?

Janis👾: oh absolutely

(Y/N): omg ur still awake too?

Janis👾: yeah lol

(Y/N): I just put 35 mini marshmallows in my mouth idk if I can fit more

Janis👾: if you fit all 40 I’ll give you 5 bucks

(Y/N): challenge accepted

(Monday 2:37am) fruit loops

(Y/N): I fit all 40 and almost choked lmao

Janis👾: lmao nice your $5 will be given at school

(Y/N): yippieeee

(Y/N): dude I literally can’t sleep

Janis👾: wanna call? That’s what me and Damian used to do before he got a good sleep schedule lmao

(Y/N): um sure me and my friend back home used to do that too

*incoming call from Janis👾*

“Hi” you whispered suddenly feeling a little more tired with her company even if it was only over the phone “hey” janis said with a small yawn “nice shirt” you say seeing her Lego movie shirt “oh um thanks” she says with a laugh “so what’s up?” “Let’s take turns asking each other questions until we fall asleep” you say with a little yawn “hmm ok favorite color?” She asks you “ooo definitely (your favorite color), how about you?” “Hmm either green or purple” “ooo good choice, hmm hobbies?” “I sing and write a little but I guess art even though I don’t consider it a hobby it’s more of a lifestyle” “art? Can I see some?” “Yeah sure I’ll show you some stuff tomorrow” you both yawn “shit it’s 3 am” janis sighs “fuck” you chuckle sleepy “um I’m getting tired” janis says with a tired laugh “me too” you say starting to close your eyes “good night (y/n)” “good night Janis” you say with a yawn falling asleep as she hangs up

Monday 5:30am

“Pst…(y/n)? You gotta wake up” your cousin said lightly shaking you “ugh five more minutes” you mumbled “no come on up you gotta get ready” she insisted, you got up against your body begging to go back to sleep “good morning sleepy head” Cady said with an enthusiastic smile “cads what time is it?” “5:33” “doesn’t school start at like 8:30?” “No it starts at 8 and I wanted to make sure you had enough time to get ready and have breakfast, breakfast is very important” “uh huh…mm thanks cads” you say with a yawn deciding to get up and look through your clothes “meet me in my room when you’re done getting dressed, ok?” Cady said “um ok?” You said grabbing your favorite jeans and shirt then going to look for your jacket as your cousin left

(Monday 5:40 am) fruit loops

Gretchen🌷: good morning everyone soooo so sorry for not texting yesterday I went to bed early

Regina👛: it’s ok Gretch don’t worry about it

Regina👛: also damn I think Janis and (y/n) our new insomniac duo

(Y/N): unfortunately yes I’m so fucking tired also good morning Gretchen

Aaron🧍‍♂️: why are you guys up so early it’s not even six yet? I literally woke up because of all the buzzing

(Y/N): cads woke me up :(

Regina👛: my skincare and makeup routine take like and hour

Gretchen🌷: I like mornings ☀️

You finished getting ready and headed over to Cady’s room like she asked you to. “What’s up cads?” “Eee (y/n) ok so first of all how are you feeling about your first day” “a little nervous and tired I only got like 2 and a half hours of sleep” “oh goodness (y/n) why didn’t you sleep sooner?”cady says concerned “Because I wasn’t tired?” You half joked. Cady hands you a paper. “That’s a map of the school the way Janis sees it she gave it to me on my first day I feel like it could be helpful for you” “oh um wow thanks cads” you say giving her a half hug. Your aunt knocks on Cady’s open door “hey girls good morning” “good morning mom” Cady says enthusiastically, you yawn “morning” you say with a small smile “I’ve got to head to work but I’m assuming you girls have a ride?” “Yeah Aaron’s gonna pick us up I think?” Cady answers “alright I love you two, be on your best behavior and call me or text me if you need me” your aunt says as she leaves “bye” you and Cady say at the same time. You head to the kitchen and pour yourself a bowl of cereal

(Monday 6:40am) fruit loops

Regina👛: my mom is doing a coffee run what does everyone want?

Damian🌟: iced coffee, oat milk, vanilla

Gretchen🌷: just the usual for me and Karen

Janis👾: iced coffee, oat milk, lavender

(Y/N): um (your coffee order) please

Cads🦁: can you just get me a tea?

Regina👛: yeah of course I’ll get your favorite

Aaron🧍‍♂️: regular coffee, cream and sugar please

Regina👛: ok also who’s picking up who today? I can get Karen and Gretchen as usual

Aaron🧍‍♂️: my mom said I don’t have car privileges this week so I can’t give anyone a ride

Damian🌟: I can get janis for sure but if anyone else needs a ride I can get them too

Cads🦁: can you give (Y/N) and I a ride please we’re ready whenever you are 👍

Damian🌟: yeah I’ll be over in 10 then we’ll go get Janis because I know she’s not ready yet

Janis👾: I would be offended but it’s true

Regina👛: alright meet at our usual spot?

Aaron🧍‍♂️: 👍

Damian🌟: sounds good see y’all soon

#janis ‘imi’ike #regina george #cady heron #gretchen wieners #damian hubbard #karen shetty #aaron samuels #mean girls 2024

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pawnshopbleus · 1 year

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Cola

robin buckley x fem!reader

summary - Inspired by the iconic lyric: “My pussy taste like Pepsi cola.”

warnings - oral sex (f!receiving), lesbians, tbh idk what this is

words - 1.2k

THE Hawkins movie theater had just received a new slushy flavor. Instead of the typical cherry and raspberry, they added another classic: Pepsi.

“Please can we go?” you begged your girlfriend the day she came over.

“You want to go to the movie theater just to get a slushy?” Robin raised a brow.

You jumped up from the couch in your living room, “Yes! You finally got it.”

That’s the two of you found yourselves in the movie theater, waiting in line for the new slushy flavor. You hung off of Robin’s arm and gazed up at her with a huge smile.

“I wonder what It will taste like?” you wondered. Maybe it would taste like coke instead of Pepsi. Maybe it would taste like dirty ice water. Even if it had the signature Pepsi name on it you still had to make sure it would taste as such.

Robin chuckled and rolled her eyes. She knew you were just testing her. If you two weren’t in public then she would have leaned down and kissed your lips until they fell off. You were just too cute. The two of you got to the counter and the person working at the front counted and asked what the two of you would like.

Robin ordered for the two of you, “Can I just get one Pepsi slushy and one cherry slushy, please and thank you.”

The two of you got your slushies and walked off to the side. You happily sucked on your slushy and sighed. It was just as good as the normal soda. “God, I love capitalism.”

Robin choked on her cherry slushy, “Babe, I don’t think you’re supposed to say that.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she put her hand over your shoulder and lead you to the movie auditoriums. Robin wasn’t going to come to the movie theater just to get a slushy. It would go against her morals so you two were going to watch Pretty in Pink for the third time this month. Before the two of you made it to the auditorium she leaned down close to your ear and whispered, “I hope you enjoy the movie because when we get home, I want to find out just how good that Pepsi tastes.”

●・○・●・○・●

The movie was good. Just like the first two times you’d seen it. Robin had gotten you all worked up during the movie. She put her hand on your upper thigh, letting it glide from your knee to your upper thigh. She would leave a few kisses on your neck here and there. Luckily, the two of you were the only ones in the theater so it wasn’t like you were going to get caught.

Now you were home. Your parents were asleep in their room. Your parents liked your ‘best friend,’ Robin. Your parents described her as a kind, sweet, and caring young lady. So, they didn’t mind whenever Robin ‘slept over.’ To be honest, when she came over the two of you did get much sleep.

You put your pointer finger over your mouth and looked at Robin. You mouthed, “My parents are asleep,” and pointed at their room. Robin winked and smiled. You grabbed Robin’s arm and pulled her into your room.

“Thank you for today,” you hugged Robin. She hugged you back and slid her hands up and down your back as the two of you swayed from side to side.

“Stop swaying before you made me sleepy,” you grumbled.

“Can I kiss you?” she asked gazing at your lips.

You smirked and in a low whisper, you said, “Yes,” before you pressed your lips onto hers.

The kiss wasn’t like the normal ones the two of you shared. It was slow and sweet and sensual. There was less tongue, less teeth classing, and less neediness. The two of you felt less rushed to get through this. You just wanted to feel her and she just wanted to feel you.

Robin broke the kiss and put her forehead on yours, “Can I take this off?” she motioned to your clothes.

“Yes.”

Robin made quick work of your clothes and took them off piece by piece. She enjoyed taking your clothes off. It was as if she was unwrapping her very own birthday present.

“Lay on the bed for me,” she said as she took her jean jacket off and threw it in the corner of your room. She rolled up the sleeves of her green long-sleeve shirt and kneeled in front of you. Robin ran her hands up the expanse of your legs and set them on the top of your thigh.

“Look at how pretty you look for me,” she smirked.

“Only for you,” you said as you looked down at your girlfriend.

She spread your legs apart. She began kissing your thigh, trailing a path up to the place where you needed her most. Then she removed herself from between your legs and pushed herself up. She took her index and pointer finger and ran it across your bottom lip.

“Open.”

You immediately followed her orders and opened your mouth. You took her fingers into her mouth and swirled your tongue around them. She took her fingers out of your mouth and smiled. She trailed her fingers down your neck, then your sternum, your stomach, and then your left thigh. She kneeled between your legs again and ran a finger through your pussy lips. She spread your arousal over your clit and smiled at the way you reacted.

“You like that, huh?” you nodded and she chuckled and did it again.

She spread your thighs a bit further. And kissed along your folds. She liked teasing you, getting you worked up, hot, and bothered. She finally did what you needed her to do. She attached her mouth to your clit. Not too hard yet not too soft. She teased your entrance with her fingers then she slowly eased them into you.

“Don’t stop, please,” you pleaded. You hated begging. You thought it was pathetic but in times like this, you didn’t care.

You could feel Robin smirk into your pussy. She thrust her fingers gently in and out of you. She picked up the pace a bit and re-attached her mouth to your throbbing clit. You were close, and Robin could feel it.

“Are you close?” she asked, looking at you through her eyebrows.

You nodded. Robin took her fingers out of you and rubbed them in circles around your clit while her tongue teased your entrance.

You could feel the tingling sensation, build up in your stomach. The control you once had was now gone and you began shaking with ecstasy. You came all over your girlfriend's face.

You took a few seconds to collect yourself, your chest going up and down with every breath.

She went to the bathroom that was built into your room and grabbed a towel from the towel rack, ran it under the tap, and returned back to you.

You were still laying on your bed when Robin came back. She cleaned you up and put the towel into the dirty clothes hamper. She slid into bed with you, your naked body wrapped around her clothed one.

“That was nice,” you said as you yawned.

Robin smiled and kissed your nose, “I’m glad my little Pepsi queen.”

#robin buckley #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley smut #robin buckley x you #stranger things #lesbian #lets go lesbians #lesbian reader #robin buckley x fem!reader #Smut

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gh0stlyfixation · 1 year

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The Love of Us

Part four

Warnings: smut, threesome, male on male action, oral (female and male receiving), fingering, idk, a lot of smut, praise and degradation kink, Also still learning to write smut so it might not be great.

18+ MDNI, my smut work will be going under mature content so please set your settings to be aloud to see mature content if you wish to see it.

Part three here

You went to bed not long after König left. You placed a t-shirt and some underwear on and slipped under the covers with a smile. How did I get lucky? Two handsome men, two men that are into what I am? Two decent and caring men? Fuck.

You turn to your side and look at the empty side of the bed, frowning. You don’t like sleeping alone anymore. You spent years sleeping next to someone, but suddenly it was ripped away from you. You’d think you’d be used to it by now, but you weren’t.

You were sure if you told Simon or König they would fill up that space but it hasn’t even been a week of knowing them. Sure you’ve done some things with them but, occupying your bed seemed a little too much, or so you think. You scoff at yourself, girl, you’ve had an orgasm on Simon and König fucked your throat, how is sleeping in the same bed too much, you yell at yourself.

The sun peaks through your curtains and you look at your phone for a time, ten in the morning. Fuck. You get off the bed and move to your closet putting on a tight crop shirt and loose sweatpants with your thick socks.

—

By lunchtime, you decide to clean around. You look up at the photos König previously asked about, today seemed hard for some reason and your best friend calling you didn’t help.

“I put some roses on his grave for you. I miss you.” She tells you.

“He loved those.” You said back to her. “I miss you too.” you frowned.

“I know. We miss him. We’re with you girly. Can’t wait to see you again.” She said to you.

You look down at the floor trying to fight back a tear, as happy as you were now, John was your best friend who you grew up with. He was your high school sweetheart. You sigh and look back at the pictures. You step forward and remove the smaller side photos stacking them in a neat pile.

Something about taking down these photos click in your brain, you had boxes of his belongings in your basement just sitting. Maybe it was time to go through them. You tell yourself.

You collect the photos and head down the stairs. The basement was finished, nothing but boxes resided down there. It would be a movie theater when you find new homes for your storage containers and boxes.

Slowly you start going through boxes of his clothes. You started a keep, throw away, donate and give back to the family pile. Most of his t-shirts were keeps, his old high school t-shirts from sports and clubs were a must-keep. His sweats you kept, especially his basketball sweats from college, it was your favorite pair.

Old trophies and awards from high school and college went into the family pile, they might appreciate these, you think. You don’t hear your phone upstairs ringing and dinging with messages and calls, you are too focused on the boxes of his stuff.

Most things make you smile with memories. You find a box full of photos of you and him, you and your friends, and a mix of everything and everyone. These make you tear up, hundreds of memories that you can’t relive with him. Maybe I’m not ready, you think, but you were feeling happy for once. König and Simon made you feel good and real. You sigh and look at the mess you’ve made when you hear a familiar voice speak upstairs, “Y/N?” Oh shit, why are they here? You think.

You quickly wipe away the tears and take some deeper breaths, “you down there?” Simon ask. How in the fuck did they get inside here? Must’ve left the door unlocked, stupid.

“Yeah!” You say with a fake cheery voice, fanning your face to cool it down and rid of the redness.

“Hey, there lebiling.” König voice says when he sees you, ducking from hitting his head on the arch.

You look up from your mess of a pile and smile the best you could, “hi!”

The boys could see right through your fake smile but both silently decided to bypass that question. “What’s going on hear?” Simon asks, his hand gesturing to the mess.

“Well, I'm going through boxes of John's stuff. Sorting a throwaway pile and giveaway pile and a keep pile. My keep pile is getting too high though.” You frown, wanting to cry again. The boys see your teary eyes.

Simon wasn’t sure how to handle your emotions yet, it took him months to figure out how to help König during a panic attack. You were new to him, but König knew what to do. Simon stepped back unknowingly and looked at König for help, who didn’t take his eyes off you.

He took long steps towards you and bent his knees down to your level, he was still so tall, “Lebiling?” He softly asks.

He gave you caring eyes, and your smile soon turns downwards, “yeah?” Your voice is shaky.

“Why don’t we take a break?” He asked his voice heavy, something you haven’t heard yet. It was always Simon who spoke with seriousness.

“Okay.” You nodded lightly not wanting to argue, you took the hand he held out. He helps you stand up and hug you. You bury your head in his chest and hold an arm out for Simon. You want him to hug you too.

Simon pulls himself to you and embraces himself to you and König, Simon lets go eventually and König lifts you by your thighs. You wrap your arms around him and walk back up the stairs, you peek over his shoulder and see Simon behind him, once again reaching out for his touch. He smiles and holds onto your hand as they ascended the stairs

Simon was thankful König was here, he doesn’t know what he would do if he wasn’t. König leans back on the couch and you get comfy on him.Simon sits by him looking at König for assistance on what to do. “What’s got our pretty girl upset?” He asks.

“My friend from home called me and said she put some flowers on his grave. I was taking down the pictures,” you started. König looks at the spot where they used to be just yesterday, he looks at Simon. “Then I started sorting his things and I’m just sad.” You finished with a huff. “He was my best friend since we could walk, now he isn’t here.” You tear up. “And I don’t want you to think that I’m not over him and that he’s all I think about because I like you both and I don’t wanna lose you because I miss him.” You choke up looking at Simon.

His heart is breaking for you, “we aren’t going to think anything. He was your first love. He is always going to have a spot in your heart and that’s okay.” Simon says shocked knowing that he’s being this emotional with you. It’s because he understands grief. He understands the process of it, you turn your head to Simon and lay it back down on König, listening to him. “some days feel easy, some days are tough, but as the months and years go by, the memories never fade so you’ll have low days, and getting rid of the memories won’t help you.” He finishes.

Your silent for a moment, processing his words. He's been through grief, that much you could tell. “Who was it?” You ask shyly. Simon looks away, not ready to talk about it. “It’s okay. One day.” You say grabbing his hand and snuggling with it under you cheek.

“You sleepy?” Simon asks noticing your eyes fluttering close. Your feeling particularly small. You nod and snuggle into Königs chest, “where is your bedroom, love?” Asked Simon

“M’upstairs to the right, first door.” You said as König stands up and heads to it.

They look around and see your king-sized bed on the back wall in the center filled with blankets and pillows. You had a messy pile of clothes next to your bathroom door. They lay you down on the bed and cover you up and head to the dooras turn your light off and start to leave the room, “no, stay!” You sniffle. You feel extra emotional, something you haven’t felt in year's, almost little like a child. Simon looks at König, “You go ahead. I'm gonna clean around and make something for dinner later to simmer.” König says to Simon.

König walks out and Simon takes off his shoes and jacket and places them near the door, “is it okay if I remove my jeans?” He questions. You know he won’t be able to get comfortable with them on. You nodded and he removes them and gets in bed with you.

He wraps his arms around you your back firmly against his front, but no later how long you lay there, you couldn’t fall asleep, being this close to Simon was suffocating. He’s in nothing but his boxers and shirt and you could feel his cock and it wasn't even hard, fuck, how is that even possible? You ask yourself. “Si?” You whisper.

“Hm?” He asks. Your growing need for him is getting too painful. You can feel how wet you are for him. You’d take anything from him but you mostly wanted his fingers, because let's be honest, they hit all the right spots sometimes.

“I need you.” You whimper rubbing your thighs together

“What do you need pretty girl?” He ask, growing a little hard, his eyes getting darker as he looks down at you whimper for him.

“I want your fingers and mouth, please?” You look back up at him giving him big doe eyes.

“You asked so nicely, but that’s a want, not a need.” He tsked.

You frown and roll over to face him, lightly tugging at his shirt, “please sir?” You beg quietly.

He smiles at you and kisses your lips “okay pretty girl. Take off your bottoms then and get comfy.” He says and removes the blanket as you expose your bottom half to him for the first time. He pulls your body down closer to his face as he leans down to it “Such a pretty sight,” he says spreading your legs for you.

“Mm,” you say. He caresses your thigh before lightly nipping at them, it’s been a very long time since you fell into a subspace, you missed it. He gets closer to your core and you buck when you feel his breath get near, “m'sorry.” You apologize, remember how König acted when he moved on you, scared as if you would stop.

“You get a pass because this is new to you, but don’t do it again? You’ll learn soon.” He says.

You nodded, “Am I allowed to grip your hair Si?” You pout, god how could he ever say no to you, you were his girl, he nods dipping his head down into your core licking one long stripe.

He attacks it like a starved man, he groans into you, the vibrations making you moan, “yes!” You say loudly.

He pulls his head up and rubs his fingers on you, “you taste so good, pretty girl. Could eat you up all night.” He says running circles on your nub.

“Please, I want your fingers.” You moan.

“Asking so nicely, maybe König should take some lessons from you, should we get König? If you want baby.” Simon says, reminding you that you do have a say in what happens in the bed.

“Please, I wanna make him feel good. I wanna make you feel good.” You pout, giving him the best puppy dog eyes that you could.

“Right now is all about you though.” He reminds you.

“Please?” You ask quieter sounding weak and sad, still giving him the eyes.

He stares at you, knowing your game, “maybe, let me finish what you’ve started though.” He says making you smile. He grins at you, happy to see you smile and not frown. He sticks two fingers in you stretching you out and making your back arch up. He uses his other arm to hold you down.

He pumps his fingers in you quickly making you a moaning mess. You squeeze his fingers, “fuck your tight.” Simon moans out, only making you squeeze more around his fingers, “such a good girl. You gonna cum?” He asks not slowing his pace.

You nod vigorously, “please, can I sir?” You moan out.

“Make a mess on my fingers.” He says going even quicker rubbing circles around you nub. You moan out, loud and shake as he replaces his fingers with his mouth to taste you.

“Yes! Oh god, thank you!” You shout. You breathe heavily as he slowly stops what he's doing.

Simon looks up at you kissing your thigh, “I’m going to get Konig now my sweet girl.” He says. You smile and open your legs up again, “or should I say, dirty girl?” He asks you playfully slapping your thigh making you yelp and then giggle.

Simon is gone for a moment before you see König walking in confused at Simon's request of you needing him, “oh,” he says seeing you naked in front of him, legs spread and you grinning.

“I need you König,” you whine with a smile. It’s clear you just had an orgasm that he missed, Your core is glistening. König looks at Simon for permission.

“Get undressed and make her cum again.” Simon simply tells him. König waste no time undressing, naked and now on his stomach with his face leveled at your pussy. He looks at you and you nod and he licks one long stripe on your core.

You throw your head back. Simon comes up to you and attacks your lips, fervorusly making out with you claiming dominance with his tongue. You moan into the kiss and watch as Simon separates from you. Your gaze turns to König as you see his ass is perfectly arched and in range to be fucked. You go to speak but quickly shut your mouth.

“What is is?” He ask, he’s observant, you should know you can’t hide anything. Your embarrassed at what you want. “Tell me or König will stop and you won't be allowed to cum.” he threatens and hold onto your jaw.

“I- oh fuck!” You start as you grip onto König head pushing him into you more, “I wanna watch.” You whine, looking up at Simon.

He's confused for a moment but then he looks over at König, his ass is in the air, begging to be fucked. “You wanna watch me fuck König?” He asks, a little surprised but your always surprising him anymore.

König looks up at Simon, excited to finally get Simon in him. König pauses to look at you, “please?” You ask König sweetly.

Fuck how can he say no when you have those big puppy dog eyes. You sit up and grab Simon's cock in your hands and pump him, “can I lick you, sir?” You ask.

König watches you break one of simons rules, touching him without permission, but Simon doesn’t punish you for it, of course, he’s whipped by her, König thinks, “Go ahead, make it wet, König is gonna need it,” Simon tells you.

König watches as you fuck your mouth with Simon's cock. Simon holds your head as you move it back and forth slobbering on it, “fuck, such a little whore for it aren’t you?” Simon ask.

He pulls you off and sees the string of spit from your mouth. You use your finger to place it on his cock. He goes behind König and spits a little more on his hole. You go to lay back down, your core right back in front of König face. Simon finally slides into König making him moan loudly and tighten his walls around Simon’s large cock. His face gets pushed into your pussy by Simon and he eats it more.

You hear skin slapping as Simon shows König no mercy. König sticks his tongue inside of you and Simon's pace reflects on König tongue pace. He moans into you making you closer to your orgasm.

“Please König I need your fingers.” You whimper. He doesn’t move from what he’s doing, he's too drunk on the pleasure he's receiving and giving.

You hear a harsh slap and your eyes snap up at Simon as his hand leaves König ass, “listen up boy.” Simon scolds, “our girl wants your fingers so I suggest you do as she says.” Simon says with one more smack as he slows down.

König whimpers and sinks two large fingers in you as he continues to assault your core and nub with his mouth. “Oh fuck! Yes!” You yell out, beginning to shake.

“That feel good? His mouth on you? His fingers? Look at you shake.” Simon taunts giving König a few more smacks.

You finally open your eyes looking up at Simon, he’s smirking as he pounds into König. The sight in front of you releases a feeling you never felt. You've never seen a man fuck another in front of you. Seeing König eyes squeeze shut and he eats you out and gets fucked sends you into a frenzy, you don’t know how to feel now, you want to praise Simon for fucking him so good, but submit and beg for more.

“Feels to good, looks to good.” You babble as you pulls König closer into you.

“That’s a good girl, fuck, feels so good König.” König moans, the vibration to much.

“Please can I cum?” you beg.

“Not yet,” Simon tells you. “I want all of us to cum together.” He tells you as he goes to pull on König cock. It leaks precum, aching to come.

“M’please Si! Please, I can't hold it!” You cry, god this pleasure was to much but it felt so good.

“Come, with us,” Simon says as he feels König start to tremble underneath him. König licks at you and sucks harder on your nub, quickly adding his fingers into you as you rut yourself onto his lips, “oh my god! König!” You tell as he moans into you, the vibrations set you over the edge.

König spurts onto your sheet and you leak out your orgasm onto his hands that still linger in you, Simon stilling in König as he twitches inside him. König rests his head on your thighs and groans once Simon pulls out, König removes his fingers and you whine, too sensitive.

König rubs your thigh softly as Simon goes to collect a towel to clean both of you up, König looks up at you as you rub his hair with a smile.

“Thank you,” you whisper when Simon cleans you both up. Simon can see both yours and König eyelids flutter close. Simon coxes König to get up to the pillows, “but these are good pillows,” König whines snuggling closer into your thigh.

You tug him up, “want you to hold me.” You say. König comes up and Simon scoffs at him listening to you so easily. He wraps around you as the big spoon and you the little spoon and quickly König is out. “I want you both to hold me.” You look up at Simon giving him more puppy dog eyes.

“Who knew you were so bratty.” He says coming up behind you and kissing your shoulder. You giggle and snuggle your head into König, finally able to relax once Simon wrapped his arms around you.

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Is Screen Time An Issue For A Character?

That’s a tough one.

I see quite a few arguments about some shows I’ve watched that ‘oh, this character is bad because they have too much screen time’. Or ‘I wish this character had more screen time to be interesting.’

Basically, too much screen time is now a valid critique to describe why a character is bad or doesn’t work for you. And to that I say…

Uh… no?

I’ll give some examples where I see this critique, but for now I want to state a case of examples where I expected to see this critique online, but didn’t, and I wondered why.

SPOILERS BELOW FOR THE SPIDERVERSE SEQUEL:

The main character of the Spiderverse movies is Miles Morales. Clear as day if you see ANY promotional concept art. The movies nail that home and give you a solid POV character among the Multiverse chaos.

The sequel begins with an over twenty minute backstory sequence involving Gwen Stacy, a side character in the first movie.

(Fun fact: When me and my dad went to see it in theaters together, he said that backstory was over twenty minutes long and that he thought they could've trimmed it down. Animated-phobia gives you weird opinions. He didn't watch Arcane with me and thought nothing of it because 'it was an animated show'. Not kidding.) (Both of my parents are like this, sadly.)

Now, in the context of the movie, it makes sense to include this to understand the full POV of her character going forward. As she is pretty vital to the story.

I tried imagining a version of the movie where we DIDN'T get this intro, went straight to Miles, and we just had to put the pieces together involving Gwen and her actions. And I don't think the movie would've worked nearly as well.

This brings me to another point involving Gwen Stacy in this movie: She's kind of become a protagonist as well, next to Miles.

Is this screen time theft? Under the screen time critique, it probably would seem that way.

And yet nobody I've seen complains. If anything, this solidified her as one of the best movie adaptations of Gwen Stacy out there. In my opinion.

Unlike the first movie, this one is not driven by the narrative of the main character, but rather multiple.

This is not uncommon. And it's an even bigger case with Arcane.

Yeah, this show is phenomenal everyone who says so is right Jinx is an icon Vi is my cartoon crush next to Petra I was crying so hard at the ending and for that alone this show deserves every ounce of praise it gets and I'm kind of an Arcane stan-

*Inhales*

I think I just have a thing for dystopian stories where characters walk through hell.

(Yes I consider TD a dystopian setting, that'd be a nice hot take to tackle one day.)

The Hunger Games is my favorite dystopian setting that I've seen, just because it's very memorable and inspiring. But Arcane is objectively the best dystopian story out there. If I fade out of my Total Drama obsession, this show might be my next target.

Cupcakes. El fin.

I could stop there, but lets talk about why we're here.

Arcane does not focus on the two main characters only as the driving force of its narrative.

Advertisement tell you that our main characters are the two growing war machines who go around calling each other sisters, Vi and Powder (Jinx. Idk how mad people get for which name I use for her. Sorry if I offend you). In fact, there's evidence to back that up. Other than they're the people with dyed hair, that's instant main character. They're the first characters we meet in the entire show. They're the characters with the final scene that closes off the season. EVERY ending to an act is with them. They're the main characters. Boom.

But wait. Nearly TWO THIRDS of this show doesn't even focus on them!

We have all the Piltover characters we keep switching back to. Jayce, Viktor, Mel, Caitlyn for Act 2 pretty much, Silco kind of becomes his own protagonist in Act 3. Really, the only people who remain consistent side characters are Ekko, and the two boys that get blown to pieces by Powder. And... some other people I'm forgetting the names of. (Sorry, I only had two watch throughs of this show so far and I know nothing about League other than the sisters become enemies.)

Now, why?

Why is this the case? I'm not saying characters other than our mains don't get fleshed out at all, but to the point where they're basically major enough to carry their own show? That SOUNDS like a detriment to the story if anything, especially how unfocused it kind of all gets until the end where everyone's in the same room.

Had Vi or Jinx interact with these characters, their fleshing out makes sense, and you definitely see that with characters like Caitlyn and Silco, who kind of need them to function.

But the Piltover gang? Jinx doesn't meet them at all, neither of the sisters meet Viktor, and Vi does meet Jayce, but in Episode 8 of 9.

Why does nobody complain about this? If anything, these guys are stealing screen time.

Well, it turns out, this is all done in Arcane's benefit, rather than fault. We are all the protagonist of our own story, and there are multiple POVs regarding the world.

It's basically if Hunger Games was third person instead of first, and we actually got a chance to flesh out the other rebels/children.

Me personally, and I know I'm not the only one out there, but the sisters were the most interesting thing about the show, and other characters that talk to them were how they caught my attention. That in no way means I don't care for anyone though, and it's COMPLETELY a PERSONAL thing.

So whenever we DO focus on the sisters and their story, not only do we get these other POVS on the scene that could clash with our view of them, but it makes it so that EVERY. SCENE. MATTERS.

No scene is wasted in fleshing out the sister's story. Everything has a purpose and drives it all to one heartbreaking simulation. There's no wasted space, there's no lack of attention to a certain detail, darn it, it's just right.

(I mean, I guess I would've liked to see what they went through in that time skip, like how Jinx was raised by Silco and processed her new identity, or better yet how tf Vi survived prison when it's heavily implied she beat people to a pulp and got solitary multiple times. But I think Season 2 is gonna cover it.)

Seriously, imagine a version of this show real quick.

Imagine a version of the show that took the Hunger Games approach, and used first person POV on one of the two sisters, doesn't matter which one, they'd both work. Cut out scenes not involving that sister. The other characters that appear revolve around scenes they're in with that sister.

Would that work nearly as well?

I don't think so.

Now First Person POV isn't necessarily a bad thing. Danganronpa is first person. Minecraft Story Mode is first person. Those are probably not great examples, but it can work. (TDDRI, a fic of mine, is first person, and I had to work around that to flesh out everyone else. It can work.)

This show is very hot topic and weirdly paced than what I'm used to. So take everything with a grain of salt as I am nowhere near an expert with this show. The show's story doesn't even get started until Episode 4, as the first three episodes are all flashback to explain where our characters are and why they're motivated to do what they do.

Again, I tried imagining a version of this show where we DIDN'T get those first three episodes, we started with Episode 4, and we just had to ASSUME all the backstory involving the sisters and the titular arcane and put the pieces together through Vi's words and Jinx's hallucinations. I don't think we would have been nearly as invested.

So with these two examples, WHY does nobody complain about screen time involving a character?

Is it because they're just really good pieces of media? Or is there a reason for this?

After all, Spiderverse and Arcane fall under the category of an 'ensemble cast'. A cast of characters in a story where there is no titular main character to drive the narrative, and everyone does instead. It's like if Harry Potter was 'Hogwarts' instead, or some title like that.

But lets take a look at some examples of ensemble casts where there's been a complaint of some sort with screen time:

Total Drama and RWBY.

Now I only like one of these two shows, so I'm gonna put that aside for now.

Total Drama. It has an ensemble cast. The show is about teenagers suffering-I mean competing for a prize, eliminating each other bit by bit as it goes along. Naturally with that setup, early boots are left to dry. But that doesn't stop people from complaining.

Ezekiel gets the most flack for too little screen time, and major fanboys say he should've had more focus. Personally I don't get that based on what role he's deigned to play. Caleb is a more recent example. I thought he was gonna have a bigger role and character than he ended up having, and him being a first boot gag makes even less sense than Zeke. Dawn is a fan favorite who isn't even in that many episodes. Axel is a ripoff of Shawn because of her lack of screen time. Scary Girl is... Scary Girl, who I don't see the fuss about her little screen time as she's comic relief, but the complaint is there. There is SO MUCH bashing about Noah's lack of screen time it is not even funny. So much so that he's sharing screen time with another person.

And who is to blame for this: Well, the characters who make it really far into the game, or course! How dare they steal screen time away from these guys!

I feel like Ripper is the most recent example of this. His character arc was about him breaking a world record. He broke it. It's Episode 5. Now he can leave the show, right-

Nope. He's around till Episode 8. Out of 13. And even then, in Episode 13, he's Millie's partner, which means screen time.

It sounds unjustified because it is. I'm not the biggest Ripper hater, but I definitely see the complaints. (Ripper and Damien swapping places are the only part of the elimination order I would change. Everything else is pretty spot on.)

We already have MK as a pre-merge antagonist and Julia as a post merge antagonist, we don't need this rando bully character as well as it adds nothing. Maybe Ripper would've been better liked if he wasn't a bully and just some morally average comic relief guy, but also... probably not.

But he's not the only fart based character in this show that gets complaints about screen time. Here's where I talk about the first gen.

For what I have seen, the ones with the biggest screen time complaints are Owen, Duncan, and Beth. I don't count Heather cause it's on purpose. I count Sierra because it's a personal gripe I have.

Owen was the original winner of TDI, came back on the show in the second season for a mole subplot nobody likes, and merged season three. He and Noah also got a spinoff.

Beth was the finalist of TDA.

And everyone hates it, including myself.

Then there's Duncan. Easily the character the show focuses on the most. Season 1? 4th place. Season 2? Winner. Season 3? Gone half the season so he's only in 8 episodes not counting what he didn't compete in, but he scored 5th overall. Season 5? Weakest performance, but he still merged. That's 8th place by the way.

By far, THIS is the character in this show that gets the MOST horrendous flack for his screen time. And from what I've learned, if you think this, you probably hate Duncan as a character.

Like, I haven't watched Winx, but I saw videos on YouTube that made fun of Bloom for getting too much screen time.

Somebody do those but with Duncan! I'm not a Duncan hater, but I would like to get a laugh!

So it'd just be easy to say the writers played favorites, it was an issue, and be done with it, right?

Except no.

My GF watched World Tour just recently. (And she was mixed on it.) Her comments regarding Duncan and Gwen were that she wished they had more interactions to sell them (she was routing AGAINST Duncney, basically) and it didn't help that Duncan was gone half the season. She said that it would've helped all the characters involved if he stayed to flesh that out.

To that I went: "Huh. That's interesting how you take no issue with this character's screen time."

But why though? She's not a stan of him, she's a casual viewer, so that can't be it.

And that's when it hit me.

Beth and Sierra. These two make it through an entire season each. And we both collectively hate them as characters. And we hate seeing them on screen.

That's because it's what the characters DO with their screen time.

See what I'm talking about:

Season 1: Duncan is an established character that develops relationships and friendships and learns to open up to people outside of his comfort bad boy zone.

Trent spends 16 episodes sitting still and looking pretty with a guitar. (Okay that's probably not a great example, and I don't hate Trent, but you kinda get it)

Season 2: Duncan is dealing with revenge on Harold for his spoiled relationship with Courtney where he gets abused by her, fights to hold his own, and dumps her.

Beth spends the entire season talking about a fake boyfriend and cheating on it.

Season 3: Duncan, again, is only competing in 8 episodes out of 26, but what does he do? He establishes a new relationship with Gwen, gets her cancelled, forms a friendship with Alejandro, and gets played.

Sierra is there the entire season sexually harassing Cody and passing it off as quirky. We hate to see it. (Seriously, you guys think the love triangle is worse than this? My GF and I agreed we would rather watch the love triangle ten times again, over Sierra being on screen at all.)

What's the difference here? STORY.

Certain characters have story to follow, that NEEDS that screen time to work. Ironically, the plotline of Duncan's that comes across the least genuine, is the season where he's on screen the least. (Not counting All Stars, but they're kind of equal in episodes Duncan's in.)

Again, imagine if we never had that backstory sequence of Gwen Stacy. Yes it eats up screen time, but without it? She would come across as an ingenuine traitor who supposedly ditched her dad for some cool spider society. We NEEDED that sequence.

Duncan is always doing something when the screen is focused on him.

The reason Beth and Sierra don't work despite having all the screen time in the world is that they do NOTHING with the screen time they get. Nothing of value at least. We could've learned a lot about their origins, Beth's underdog status, or Sierra's fanclub, flesh them out as dynamic characters to route for, with different sides of them that slip through time to time that gets the audience thinking.

Nope. Sexual harassment makes up for all of that. (I question why I put up with this show sometimes.)

That would be the case and that's the answer, just do something with your screen time and you're free to have as much as you want.

Except there's ANOTHER key to the puzzle here.

Duncan is in the top 4 of the TD cast for a reason.

He's a main character.

Something Jaune Arc is not.

Hello nemesis my old friend.

Look, I respect people who like RWBY. People can feel any way they want to about a show. Opinions are valid.

If you think Arcane is the worst show ever made, that's valid.

If you think Velma is the best show ever made, that's valid.

It's all VALID.

With that said I think this show is an absolute trainwreck when it comes to writing characters.

Now hold on before you say I hate everything about it, I don't. This show does have SOME merits to it. The music is stellar and I actually listen to the soundtrack from time to time. For a limited budget animation, it's impressive. The choreo is neat. I want these weapons. I actually like quite a few of the side characters. Keep in mind I said side.

But what I look for in a good show is a compelling story and interesting characters to follow.

Something this show just does not have in my opinion.

I keep saying I'll do an analysis post on why Team RWBY are awful protagonists, but I've been busy and my plate has not emptied. But one of my main points regarding them is screen time.

Keep in mind, I've only seen fully up to Season 8. I've only seen clips of Season 9, so whatever I say about 9 may not be accurate.

Team RWBY are the main characters of the show, and yet they have not done a single main character thing throughout EIGHT SEASONS. It's kind of incredible.

If I didn't know the name of the show but saw a clip, I'd assume the main character was Jaune, or Oscar, more on them later.

What have these girls contributed in the battle of Salem's forces?

Season 1: Blake helped stop a robbery. Not even all four of them, just Blake. (So did Sun and Penny.)

Season 2: They broke into the White Fang's secret operation and busted a train into the city to fight off some Grim, in time for Team CFVY to wipe them out. (Those characters appear TWICE in the ENTIRE show, this is the first time. Just to speak my point.)

Season 3: Yang got framed for assault which helped the bad guys. Ruby watched Pyyra die and she blasted an eyeball off Cinder.

Season 4: UH...

Season 5: They housed Oscar, they met Raven, and they took place in the battle of Haven where Yang got the relic. (So did Oscar, JNR, Qrow)

Season 6: They took the relic to Atlas. (So did Oscar, JNR, Qrow)

Season 7: They lied to the general about vital information that could've helped them get one on Salem, and doomed all of Atlas.

Season 8: They caused the death of a kingdom and fell through a hole.

Season 9: UH... (That's not me not knowing what happened in 9, they just climbed out of the hole, basically, as the season has nothing to do with Salem's forces.)

Now, because the main characters are not involved with the main plot very much, does that make them bad?

No. There ARE ways to utilize them outside of driving the external plot.

Some stories are Character vs Self, Internal Conflict. The basis of this show's story is that these kids who grew up to be military soldiers are learning that their lives and the world is not a fairy tale, and they're not the good guys. That SOUNDS like the show is all about internal conflict, right?

Well it's not.

I mean, they DO realize this and make a morally questionable choice with consequences they regret.

In Season SEVEN.

And even THEN, they're treated by gods themselves like they've done nothing wrong!

If you ask me, it should have happened a LONG time ago.

What internal conflicts do these girls have?

Ruby is a naive prodigy who wants to be a huntress and live out a fairy tale reality. And she lives out that dream. Then Pyyra dies and she loses that home. And then she's back to fairy tale land, just doing more crimes and hating authority. And I GUESS she learned a lesson in 9...? I just saw her as depressed.

Weiss is an heiress of a rich company trying to overthrow rule of her father, who hates her. She hates Faunus. She learns not to hate Faunus. And she gains a lot of powers.

Blake is part of a civil rights movement with Faunus and she likes assaulting her own kind and burning their homes. She also has an abusive boyfriend and kills him with a girlfriend by her side.

Yang lost her mommy and wants to find her. She loses her arm. She finds her mommy but doesn't give a s**t because plot. She also gets a girlfriend.

That's like Vi and Jinx's reunion, only they didn't care about seeing each other again after years, they just pointed fists and guns at each other and said, "Where's the arcane?! Where's Silco?! I'm not here for you, I have a police GF now!" "I'm not here for you, I just wanted an easy route to blast Piltover to pieces! Mwahaha!"

See where I'm going with that?

Internal conflict is a key to making characters screen time worth while.

But lets face it, Team RWBY not having very well established internal/relevance to the external conflict is not the full reason why this is a problem with their screen time.

It's their lack thereof.

Three quarters of every season, they're just sitting at some random place that's not even pretty to look at, and the SIDE CHARACTERS do all the plot relevant stuff.

See why I like the side characters better?

Lets look at that chart again:

Season 1: Sun and Penny stopped that robbery.

Season 2: Team CFVY stopped the Grim invasion.

Season 3: Pyyra's story and downward spiral to her death.

Season 4: Nora and Ren the season.

Season 5: Oscar. The tribe.

Season 6: Oscar again as he's responsible for the exposition involved in that season.

Season 7: Ironwood's descent into insanity AND Penny's descent into accidental heroism.

Season 8: Both those characters die. Everyone dies.

Season 9: ...okay, good point, there was no one else.

Okay so maybe Season 9 gets a pass, but the others? Can you really put Team RWBY in a plot summary?

And that's just external conflict talking, let's talk the MAIN CHARACTER with the INTERNAL conflicts throughout the ENTIRE show.

Jaune Arc.

A SIDE character, voiced by one of the writers, has some of the most plotlines to follow due to his internal struggle and conflict in this new war throughout the entire show.

He has something to do in MOST of the seasons of this show. Not unlike Duncan. The only time I think he didn't have anything going on was Season 7.

In the very first season, Jaune has an entire character arc surrounding him trying to find his inner strength with a one off bully character as an antagonist. That sounds fine, so what's the issue?

This character arc takes up FOUR episodes out of 16. A WHOLE QUARTER OF THE SEASON.

"Well, maybe those episodes cut away to other people at some points-"

No. They don't. It's all Jaune in all these episodes.

Season two is less so Jaune focused, but he has a little subplot surrounding letting go of his feelings for Weiss and finding another girl who would gladly take him. I guess it's priority respect because Neptune was into Weiss at the time? But those two wound up never being a thing, so...

The whole time I thought Weiss was just asexual, but then 9 came in to screw that idea.

Season three focuses on Pyyra, Jaune's love interest, and therefore he's vital to her story and her thought process, so much so that the big angst moment in the season is with him and their death kiss.

Season four and five are focused on Jaune's thirst for revenge on Cinder, a member of Salem's forces, for killing Pyyra. He learns about Salem's forces along the way, makes his own opinion about all this lore, and decides to help out due to his personal necessity.

Wow. He has an internal conflict going on, AND he's active with the external conflict. HMM...

Season six is him letting go of his grief after his moral failure from the Battle of Haven nearly getting Weiss killed. And also he pins Oscar to the wall because why not. It's brief but it's also a full on character arc.

Season eight, he kills Penny, a girl he has never interacted with before this point, and he's a grieving mess. So much so that season nine also includes Jaune dealing with MULTIPLE grieving instances and personal failures.

Everyone else got a seasonal break from the story, and yet Jaune could not.

Now, is this a screen time issue?

Yes.

But NOT for the reasons you might think.

Let's go off of Duncan again, a character with a major status in the show's story and conflict from day one. He was designed that way.

Jaune was not designed that way. BUT I don't actually hate his story for the screen time he gets. In fact, he's probably one of the most interesting characters in the show because there's so much time dedicated to his struggle and his story.

The elephant in the room isn't because Jaune has a story.

It's because the main characters don't have a story.

Again, Arcane, that show focuses on a LOT of characters that aren't Vi and Jinx. You could argue Jayce is the Jaune in their universe. But why does it work? Because there is NOT a neglect of characterization of the leads.

In RWBY, there's a serious neglect issue.

And it's not just Jaune. There are other side characters who've been stealing time away from the leads.

Oscar, ever since he debuted Season 4, has been devoted to screen time stealing, and stealing the main character status with a Chosen One narrative and a pretty offensive way of portraying Multiple Personality Disorder. He's the one with the chosen one story, he's the one who interacts with the bad guys, he's toe to toe with Ironwood, he's the one related to Salem, and he does all of it with the personality of a hollow pine tree.

I mean I guess he also has a crush on Ruby, but... I don't want to get into that.

Hell, CINDER, an ANTAGONIST of the show, has more conflict and screen time than the leads. And she's one of my least favorite characters in the entire show, isn't that sweet?!

On top of that, she's a VILLAIN. We shouldn't be routing for her!

Then there's the rest of JNPR. Nora and Ren have a season focused on them, that being season 4. Pyyra is the same case with season 3. Pyyra dies in that season, so she's obviously not getting screen time any further. But Ren and Nora are alive, AND they have a subplot in the Atlas arc. Having a subplot isn't a problem, it just becomes jarring when the main characters don't have an arc and they do.

Penny gets revived and dies in the Atlas arc. That's also a thing.

The fix here should be really simple! Swap roles! Have the side characters sit in the houses with their little arcs, and have Team RWBY on the fields reacting to everything. It wouldn't excuse their lack of inner struggle, but at least they'd be involved with the plot.

There are many ways you could fix this. Like Oscar's role of being related to Salem. Ruby's mom is dead, but like, what if her mom was Salem and was taken out in war and revived/corrupted into this monster figure? That'd be an interesting narrative.

And RWBY is not the only show, the previous season of Pretty Cure, Delicious Party, ALSO has this issue. And arguably they did it worse because I don't even care for the side characters there either. I'd be repeating myself with criticism there:

Yui, the supposed main character, has no character trait other than be a glutton and a stand in for her grandmother, the other Cures are also irrelevant to the plot and just spend their time eating. The boys of this magical girl show are the focus and have all the wishy washy plotlines, and none of them are even that interesting.

I will give RWBY this over Delicious Party to prove I can see its merits:

At least they only have ONE forth wall narration and do know boundaries to that stuff, as opposed to Delicious Party that thinks their viewers are IDIOTS, and needs a narrator to explain EVERYTHING. CONSTANTLY.

(What a new low for that franchise, am I right? At least we have Hirogaru Sky.)

So what have we learned here?

To answer the question: Is Screen Time An Issue For A Character?

No. It's not that simple.

It's what the character DOES with that screen time that matters. And their role in the story that warrants this screen time.

They need to have all the details of their story laid out for you to care about them.

They need every scene involving their story to matter.

They need to have a plotline that justifies the screen time, small role or big role.

They need to be involved with the main story if they are a major character.

They need an internal conflict to keep the time on them engaging.

They need to be doing something.

If they are a minor character, additional screen time is not a bad thing.

A minor character with a lot of screen time could be there to advance the world building, they could be heavily connected to major character, relationship or otherwise.

But the minor characters don't become favorites and neglect focus on the people the story is revolving around.

First Person POV is a difficult storytelling technique when it comes to screen time, but it's not a bad tool. It can be used as a certain perspective for every character involved if done properly.

And just... screen time alone isn't a valid criticism in my opinion. It's WAY more complicated than that.

What's your opinion? Reblog your thoughts, I'm very curious, especially with media with this issue I did not cover.

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boba-tea-addict-1004 · 7 months

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💚🔪Halloween with Gyutaro🔪💚-Gender neutral reader

A/N- The feelings in this fic can be interpreted as romantic or Platonic.

Also idk i just wanted to write something with him okay

You and Gyutaro met by chance, you weren't afraid of him and that was the thing that compelled him to you. the two of you have been meeting at night for months now and a bond was formed. he has jokingly offered for you to become a demon but each time you replied no. its an ongoing joke so no feelings get hurt.

as summer bled into autumn Gyutaro's least favorite part of the year came around. he didn't understand why people would want to dress up as the things they were afraid of (like demons) and to him it just felt like mockery. but you on the other hand were ALL INTO it.

Though the two of you agreed to disagree he enjoyed seeing you get all bright eyed over everything. it was cute to him.

Halloween night comes..

Gyutaro was on a roof looking down from a rooftop watching people and children pass by. one thing he couldn't deny was the effort humans put into this holiday. however, he saw you sitting on a park bench alone. you were all dressed up and sobbing through you imp fangs. he jumped onto a few different roofs till he was close enough to walk to you on foot "Oi.. Kid, what happened?"

you turn to him and you swiftly huff trying to act all tough "nothing. . you were right this whole thing is stupid."

he sighed "but you like this stuff.. and.. well your not normally this huffy"

"They left me. My friends. i was supposed to go out with them but.. they left me behind."

Gyutaro paused then growled "WHAT!!"

you nod

he then went on about how they were the ones who should be sorry for ditching you and ruining your entire night. you take off your fangs and look up at him "thanks.. but i think imma head home-"

He then picked you up onto his back and you two spent the rest of your night on a rooftop watching a horror movie at a drive-in theater while eating candy. he still didn't fully understand the holiday but as you put devil horns on your head he started to understand a bit of the appeal

plus.. you looked happy enough so it didn't really matter.

all that mattered now is what you two planned for next year

#gyutaro #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x y/n #gyutaro x you #x reader #demon slayer #tumblur fics #nonbinary reader #nonbinary #male y/n #male reader

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arikihalloween · 7 days

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Welcome Home × Soul Eater AU ramble

I had announced it, I shall now share it !

Behold, WH SE AU

Context :

In the world of Soul Eater, there are people who can transform into weapons (called demonic weapons), a genetic trait coming from some witch experimenting on humans centuries before. To avoid having those "weapons" go out of control, Shinigami, a god of death, created a school called Shibusen, where those weapons could learn how to control their powers. There are also people who come to this school to partner with the weapons and wield them, those are called meisters.

In this AU, our colorful cast of Welcome Home characters are students at this school in their last few years of studies (18-23 years old) and decided to create a race to the top before their graduation. The goal ? Get their weapon partner to the "death scythe" level by getting as much evil souls as they can. Who will win ? Who knows 👀

Let's present our six duos !

Julie Joyful and Frank Frankly (butterfly net)

Barnaby b. Beagle and Wally Darling (big apple hammer)

Howdy Pillar and Poppy Partridge (scythe)

Sally Starlet and Lucero Starlley (guitar axe)

Suave Moonwatcher and Eddie Dear (shield, later on a giant pair of scissor)

Nyxie Moonwatcher and Calypso O Octave (musical saw/violin)

And of course we can't forget out dear silliest, Home as Shinigami !!

Full page :

Lucero and Calypso belong to @kokoiep

Ramble :

Okay so this AU is actually over a year old, I had old designs and dynamics I wasn't 100% happy with because this AU was co created

Idk how the other creator is doing, I haven't talked to them in a loooong while, so I decided to rebrand the AU a little

Now, I'll explain my choices and lore

For one, I believe in keeping the canon personalities. So, when deciding who's a weapon and who is a meister, I tried to go along how the characters would act and what alligns with their silly selves. The characters that ended up as weapons needed to be weapons, otherwise it doesn't fit their personality to come to Shibusen to become a meister (reminder, meister can choose to go to Shibusen, weapons are kinda obligated to)

For the clothing, I just had fun with the "school uniform" concept as given in the Soul Eater and Soul Eater Not manga series.

And for the pairing, I included a lot of ocs, ik, but I wanted the pairs to truly match in energy and personality, and also I love my and Koko's oc and it's my AU I do what I want !

Joking side, here are some more funfact on how they ended up there

Julie followed in her siblings footsteps

Barnaby came to partner with Wally, the two are childhood best friends

Sally and Howdy came for fame and opportunities that come with being a meister

Nyxie and Suave where raised in Shibusen for lore reasons 👀

Julie and Wally are dating !

Frank and Eddie are a bit more on and off, because Eddie is an anxious mess and Frank doesn't like competion

But at the same time, the shipping in this AU is "yes" because : Julie and Wally are a thing, but Julie is very close to Frank, who is on and off with Eddie, and Eddie is quite close to Howdy, and Sally likes to flirt with Eddie and Poppy, but Lucero has a crush on Sally, who might have a lil crush on Julie, but Nyxie has a crush on Lucero, and Barnaby and Wally are reaaallly close

Good luck, may the ships all sail at once like it's the Vendée Globe :D

Other funfacts

Nyxie and Suave are actually weapons too, Nyxie is a frying pan (because what else would she be) and Suave is undetermined. Both are very unstable and thus can't really be weapons full time, hence why they meister others

Everyone has part time jobs !

Nyxie and Suave work at a bar, Eddie works at the post office, Sally works at a theater, Lucero works with Caly at a music shop, Frank works at a library, Julie in a hairdresser salon, Poppy and Howdy work at a little retail shop, Wally and Barnaby work in a clothing store.

They all live in the same appartement complex, all neighbors and they visit eachother all the time ! Each pair live together too, platonically.

I think that's about all I can say

This AU is a lil special to me because I love Soul Eater and the lore and ik there is probably already some other SE Wh aus but I wanted to get this out anyway and see if people enjoy my silly rambling

I posted it on tiktok already and people ate this up lol, I'm kinda hoping they would too here as well ? We'll see.

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sam-loves-seb · 5 months

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weely tag wednesday

thanks for the tags @energievie @metalheadmickey @deedala !

which character from any media would you like to have as a father? jed bartlet (the west wing)

if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have? probably just a cat tbh i'm not a big animal person (i think they're neat, i just don't really have the desire to own any of them)

what is your Chinese takeout order? pork fried rice and chicken fingers

what's your favourite emoji? this one: ✨

would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house? a home theater. a library would be sick but i read mostly ebooks so i think a theater would get more use out of me.

what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly? Spongebob Squarepants. me and my sister used to watch this every single night with our dad when we were little, but if we wanted to stay up and watch it we had to be all ready for bed by the time it came on

what was your tumblr like when you first joined? it was a lot of reblogs of aesthetic photographs because it was 2012 and i was 14. not long after that tho it turned into a sebastian stan fan blog which is how i got my url, and over time that slowly morphed into the multi fandom madness you see today

what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself? god i don't know, my closet is a little bit of everything because i always wanna try a new style when i see it. i honestly don't think i have an answer for this one, i really do love fashion and my style is constantly changing

if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best? i have no idea. acotar maybe? solely because i've read those books so many times? yeah i guess i'll go with that

what is your favourite piece of art? café terrace at night

do you have a water bottle? what does it look like? i have a light blue wide mouth nalgene water bottle that is covered in stickers and has two friendship bracelets dangling from the cap strap. it's giving major camp counselor vibes.

what fanfic trope is a quiet fave? look, if i go on a quiet hunt for fics tagged aftercare every now and then, that is between me and god so shut the fuck up about it

do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what's the weirdest thing in it? nope. i don't have an office bag bc i wfh and on the weekends i absolutely despise carrying a purse. i have one of those phone cases with card slots on the back and it holds everything i could possibly need.

if you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be? sexually i think it'd have to be lip, but if i could platonically ship him with someone i think i'd pick fiona. idk i just think they'd get along better than anyone would think.

what is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did? friends to lovers kinda snuck up on me in my adulthood. i used to be very against it as a teen, but now that i'm grown and have actually seen the trope done well in fics and in media, it's one of my favorite tropes of all time.

Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian? yes 100% absolutely and anyone who says otherwise is lying. (did we all see noel's s11 body? we saw the abs right? mans was ripped in the last season even tho the writers like, never showed it, and it is my personal mission to avenge this wrongdoing) i'm kidding about the lying part but yeah, he absolutely can still carry s11 ian, being able to lift his husband is the only reason he still goes to the gym

who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house? debbie. i think carl wanted it, but he already has a gun so he gave it to debbie instead.

tagging: @suchagallabitch @gallawitchxx @callivich @michellemisfit @iansw0rld and anyone else who wants to play !

#weekly tag wednesday #q

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stocious · 5 months

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thank you @energievie and @mybrainismelted for tagging me! 🖤

which character from any media would you like to have as a father? i have no fucking idea.

if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have? fox, fox, fox!

what is your Chinese takeout order? deep friend chicken, rice or noodles don't matter, and sweet and sour sause. now i want chinese.

what's your favourite emoji? 🥹

would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house? home theater i guess.

what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly? i was a nickelodeon kid and i loved all of the shows, but rugrats probably.

what was your tumblr like when you first joined? absoutley unhinged. i was on emo boys /br00tal tumblr and then male model tumblr and it beautiful chaos. (this was in 09-10)

what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself? like that cross between cool and goth i can never pull off.

if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best? the friends apartments probably.

what is your favourite piece of art? art, actual art? idk.

do you have a water bottle? what does it look like? i have several emotional support water bottles and they all look the same - clear plastic blue with the... cap thing. you can buy them at every store probably, you know the type.

what fanfic trope is a quiet fave? angst. the reason i wrote lava java was because i read too much angst, my heart felt like it was falling outta my damn chest.

do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what's the weirdest thing in it? nah we do the claw hand on this hand and just carry all the shit we need like that.

if you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be? ... no.

what is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did? a/b/o. fuck.

Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian? nope and it pisses him off to no end 😂 <- what evie said.

who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house? you know what, i think mickey took it (you never know when you need a good bat) and everyone else just assumed someone else took it and it sits pretty in the back of a closet until mickey brings it out for whatever reason. surprise! killing bat lives!

tagging from my notes (if you wanna do it of course): @creepkinginc @skylerwinchester @transmickey @ian-galagher @rereadanon @vintagelacerosette @depressedstressedlemonzest @deathclassic @spacerockwriting @jessieoneday @surviving-maybe @michellemisfit @jrooc @juliakayyy @crossmydna and anyone else! 🖤

#tag games

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ateez-himari · 6 months

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SOCIAL MEDIA UPDATE 231024

NEW TWITTER UPDATE

[NEW UPLOAD FROM HIMARI]

ATEEZ(에이티즈) @ATEEZofficial

[#히마리] Five years ago we made our debut with hearts full of anxiety, wondering if anyone would even bother showing up, and now we've just ended a world tour. At first they were strangers to me, people I was too shy to approach but now whenever someone asks about them I simply say 'my second family'. They've scolded me, cared for me, held my hand, showered me with love, dried my tears, created my smiles and played a part in raising me. We're much more than friends, we're soulmates...because in every life I would choose them, no matter where or who we are. I know Chuseok has passed but I want to make a wish. I wish for the nine of us to keep standing by each other for a very long time...so that we can get old together. Let's continue our journey okay? ATEEZ HWAITING! ㅋㅋㅋ Happy 5 years to us, to my home.❤️9 MAKES 1 TEAM! (I can't ever get them in a picture together sorry ㅠㅠ...) #ATEEZ #애이티즈

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mikah @himaswife Replying to @ATEEZofficial We always joke about Joong and Hwa being the parents of the group but think about it...Hima was around 14 when she came to KQ and hadn't been with her family much for about a year cuz she was at JYPE. So they basically finished raising her🥹

koala koala @koalazia Replying to @himaswife omg yes she even has similar habits to each of the members😭idk who else knows this but in an interview Yeo said he saw her copy her older brothers' actions a lot and he noticed she was doing the same with them

cheongdam pepper @33khj Replying to @ATEEZofficial new pre-debut photos yes omg! i've been an atiny since the beginning and i can't believe they've already grown so much- hima went from hiding behind the members bc of all the hate and social anxiety to being a global ambassador for versace and 4th gen's little social butterfly

nabi @jigeumfly Replying to @ATEEZofficial happy 5 years our ateez 🥂we're so proud of you! you went from performing in small theaters to your first ever stadium, becoming the most successful 4th generation group not from a big company. you truly deserve all the happiness that comes your way (also the way she talks about them...my heart can't take this i'm crying)

TOQTOK UPDATE

CHECK OUT THIS NEW COMMENT FROM 히마리

🐯: I didn't think they'd remember either but my brothers all sent me congratulation messages this morning ㅋㅋㅋ My parents called me instead and my mom was really emotional so it made me cry a little bit but it's okay because it was tears of love. I'll go see my birth parents soon! I haven't brought them flowers in a while so they must miss me a lot. It's okay though I'm sure they've been watching over our shows and ATINY as well so they'll understand!

CHECK OUT THIS NEW COMMENT FROM 히마리

🐯: I guess it's true that sometimes I act like the members ㅋㅋㅋ I've always had a habit of copying people who taught me so since they raised me for a while I copy them a lot. Hongjoong oppa says I started biting people only after meeting Wooyoung oppa...so I guess some of them are bad influences ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

5TH YEAR INTERVIEW

'As we're filming this it's ATEEZ's 4th debut anniversary already which means we've pushed through a lot of bad times, a lot of physical and mental struggles. My hope for you is that when thinking of the past you're able to see the happy memories more than the negativity, that you can see everything you accomplished over the years. I also hope you've gotten strong enough to let go of the members' hands sometimes and that you can help them as much as they've cared for us. Learn to take a break sometimes so we can go back to painting okay? Hwaiting!'

Q: Do you feel you've become stronger since last year and that you've learned to rest?

When looking back it simply feels as though I've become more free in the past year, not putting as many harsh restrictions on myself which makes me a lot happier...and I guess it's a form of strength so yes. It's still a bit hard to get into the mindset of taking a moment to rest so the process is slow but I'm getting there at my own pace. I think past me would be proud to know that I've started to paint again...actually my room is filled with messy tools a lot nowadays.

Q: How would you describe your relationship with ATEEZ?

In very short terms...a group of eight chaotic big brothers who would be willing to steal the moon if I asked. They've shown me so much love that it feels as though I can't refer to them simply as friends anymore so...family.

Q: What modifier do you want ATEEZ to have in 2024?

Growth has always been very important to us so even if there's nothing I would wish to change within our team, I want us to keep growing. Whether it be as people, musicians, dancers, performers or even our career, I want us to have come a farther way next year than where we are now. Not only for us but also for ATINY to be able to grow with us without thinking that it is something much too intimidating or unachievable.

Q: A word for ATINY who's been with ATEEZ for 5th anniversary in 2023.

It might seem like something we say very often...but thank you. ATINY have been our biggest motivators from the moment we made our debut and they've always laughed with us, cheered us on, given us words of motivation and during hard times they continued to support us no matter what. They make ATEEZ whole. So ATINY make sure to stay healthy and know that we're behind you too no matter what. We'll make sure to work hard so you can always be proud of us. I love you!

Q: A letter to myself a year from now.

I'm sure that there are still a few mental struggles you need to face but remember that with the members behind you, you won't ever fall far so please don't be afraid of anything. Continue to give as much love as you can to our parents, our brothers, our members, our friends and ATINY so that they can also find the same hope we have. I know you'll be a lot stronger by the time you see this and I promise that I'll keep working hard okay? I can't wait to meet you next year!

#ateez 9th member #ateez au #ateez extra member #ateez female member #ateez imagines #kpop oc

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dadsbongos · 1 year

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unusually short eddie fic for valentine's day

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warnings - idk you wear pink and have hair long enough to style :), not patrick mckinney friendly ig

summary - After being stood up on a Valentine’s picnic date, a friendly neighbor boy comes to end the embarrassment.

You feel silly. Unadulterated and wholeheartedly stupid. Sitting alone at the trailer park benches in a pretty pink number and hair done nicely - you even picked out the best pair of shoes you owned. Not a smudge or scratch or doodle on them. They’re a little tight, but you’d struggle into anything for today to go right.

Only for it to still go wrong.

Instead, you sat in front of a home baked cake with melted, uneven frosting and two empty red solo cups. A plastic pitcher full of pink lemonade sits at the halfway point of the table - untouched and watered down from the dissolved ice. You’d rather be at a restaurant alone or the arcade or the movie theaters or the mall or a park or even Family fucking Video where Steve Harrington could wail out his most overused pick up lines.

But no, you’re at home.

In the middle of multiple other trailers. Alone.

Thin curtains drag to the side and curious faces of old women and snotty 12-year-olds alike peek through cracked windows at your sad lunch for one. The prior ball of dread leading up to this date had now grown into an all-encompassing black hole. You wish it was a real black hole - then you wouldn’t have to go to bed and wake up tomorrow as the talk of Forest Hills.

Maybe it was stupid of you to assume that Patrick McKinney had been serious when he asked you to be his Valentine’s.

Glancing at your watch for the umpteenth time this hour, you see that - yes, it was in fact terribly past noon. An hour passed, actually.

Peeking up, you see Max Mayfield staring from her window - her eyes widen when you catch her and she ducks back down. That makes you nauseous. Worse than any stage fright or test anxiety or presentation jitters could possibly be.

“Hey! Sorry I’m so late,” it is not Patrick McKinney that calls to you, but instead Eddie Munson. He grins as he sits and plops a paper plate of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on the table. His eyes catch the cake you made and he gestures to it like a game show host, “God, you are perfect.”

“Hi?” your hands clamber into your lap, not bothering to fight Eddie as he grabs the - surely room temperature - lemonade and pours himself a cup.

Eddie clears his throat, eyes drifting across the visible trailers, “I saw you were alone and didn’t want anybody thinking you got stood up,” he pauses suddenly, eyes nearly popping from his skull, pink lemonade overflowing from his cup, “Shit, should I not have?”

He curses some more upon noticing he’s spilled the sugary drink and hurries to mop it up with the red napkins you swiped from the store just yesterday. You simply watch. Retorts and replies trapped in the dry swell of your throat - you’re only human, and it’s natural for humans to be foolish. And sometimes foolishness leads to fearing rumors that you know for a fact are not true.

So you opt to not anger the sweet boy next door that you’ve heard is a devil worshiper.

Eddie shakes his head to himself, brows furrowed and he’s seeming to ignore you completely as he mutters to himself, “Sorry, I thought it would be gentlemanly and nice but now I’m - God - just showing up out of nowhere. I should’ve asked.”

“It’s…” you’re stunned at your own voice, but Eddie looks up at you with the biggest, most gentle doe eyes and you feel yourself relax, “It’s fine,” he giggles and you assume you still look stiff and uncomfortable, “Thanks.”

“I’d hate to be alone today,” he shrugs, pushing the mushy napkins into the trashcan at the edge of the table. Once his quest of cleaning the spill completes, he rests his chin in his palm and looks at you with more warmth than Patrick McKinney ever had, “I had a really hot date, you know?”

That makes you break the awkward hold of your body, a smile lighting your cheeks before you even realize it, “Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm,” Eddie nods with the heaviest sigh this side of the Mississippi, “But I canceled because, c’mon, who would I be if I just left someone in need all alone?”

“I’m in need, am I?” your arms come up now, laying against the table as you lean forward, “You think I needed saving?”

“Oh, yeah,” you can’t tell if he’s being sarcastic or not, but his voice is theatrical enough for you to know he isn’t trying to be serious. It’s a talent, you think, “A princess in her tower,” he pouts and tilts his head to the side, “Playing solitaire when she wants to try poker.”

You copy his head-tilt, quirking a brow, “And you must be the faithful knight. A real William Marshal.”

“Ohhh,” he leans back so far his hair nearly touches the ground, hands hooked under the table to keep him secure. Suddenly, he pops back up, shaking his head quickly, “I dunno about that. I’m a pretty humble guy.”

“So humble, yeah,” you look over to the knife you’d brough to cut the cake, “Well, my date isn’t coming- “ Eddie places an offended hand over his chest, “My real date isn’t coming. So, would you do the honors?”

“God, I thought you’d never ask,” he instantly picks up the knife before nudges his head towards the paper plate he’d brought, “Help yourself, by the way. I know, uh, it’s not anything fancy,” he seems unsure of himself now, less confident than when he intruded your party of one, “but I didn’t want to come empty-handed.”

The fact that he prepared to come shouldn’t have the effect it does. It probably shouldn’t make you want to ask him out on a real date and it definitely shouldn’t make you want to hold his hand.

But you can’t help the way your heart swoons so quickly. You’ve seen Eddie be kind - driven kids around the park to school, babysat, dog-walked, nurse stray animals and act as an impromptu repairman with his uncle. Now you’re experiencing it and you can’t comprehend how he’s been mangled into some sort of evil creature in the night by the people of Hawkins.

“You’re staring,” he mumbles.

“Hm?”

He locks eyes with you and his shoulders lose their defensive state when he senses no malice, he simpers and grabs a spare paper plate from under the one serving sandwiches, “You were staring.”

“Sorry,” you decide to be bold now. Something in Eddie has already infected you, but you don’t think it's a bad thing, “Just couldn’t tear my eyes away.”

“Oh?” he passes over a plate with a slice of your cake and one of his sandwiches on it, “You think I’m pretty?”

“Something like that,” you snag a plastic fork and dig into the sweet treat you regret intending for Patrick, “Even though you didn’t dress up.”

You should’ve just gone to Eddie’s trailer from the start.

“Hey,” he pauses cutting out his own slice in favor of pulling out the open front of his leather jacket, “this is my fanciest apparel, I’ll have you know.”

“And the,” you make a show of ducking under the table before slinking back into view, “ripped pants?”

“If I didn’t look at least a little trash then I wouldn’t be myself, baby.”

The way ‘baby’ falls from his lips shouldn’t make you want to kiss him - not after the first conversation you’ve actually had. But it does. And it makes you want to hold his hand. And it makes you want to ask him out again tomorrow.

“You don’t look trash,” that’s what you say instead.

As disarming as Eddie so instantly is, he also makes you forget the words in your head when he looks up with those saccharine bambi eyes.

It’d be embarrassing if you weren’t distracted by the way his pretty pink lips are already opening to respond.

“No?” he teases, “What if I didn’t have my fancy little jacket? Just my,” he looks down as if forgetting what shirt he put on this morning, “best Black Sabbath robes?”

“Robes? That game is getting to your head, Munson.”

“Don’t dodge the question.”

He offers his hand, halfway across the table and palm up. The way he shyly bites his bottom lip really shouldn’t make you want to take his silent proposal.

But eagerly, you do. And you don’t regret as much as you’d worried you would.

“No,” your fingers entwine with his and his hand is just as clammy as yours - that’s reassuring, “you wouldn’t look trash, even in your Black Sabbath robes.”

Eddie inhales sharply, eyes flipping from the creaky, splinter-prone table to you and back to the table, “So. This might be forward, but…”

You think you’re done with one-sided relationships - now that you know Eddie Munson was such a perfect Valentine. Maybe you’ll let him be your perfect date tomorrow, too.

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