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i-am-hungry-24-7 · 5 days

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[We went on shopping (it didn’t go well)] - TF141*F!Reader

not a chapter actually just a rambling, it's kinda messy and not my style imo, pls feel free to skip this etc. might rewrite this shit when I have time since I’m busy with my job these days and I just accidentally sliced my thumb open making it difficult to type, hence not much to provide sorry :( and the weird stranger incident in the latter part did happen irl damn it’s creepy af, but I was the one telling them to fuck off tho (they harassing my cute friend RAGE)

Summary: You sigh when it's the fifth time someone fights in your poor tea shop this month. You just open it two months ago, in an area ruled by mafia called '141'. Maybe you should find their boss and give them money or what to stop the bullshit keeps happening in your shop. (well, here they come)

Mafia!TF141*F!Reader

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

After your car graduates from its car life in about a week, congratulations, the poor shelf accompanies you since your college life is finally undone, fragments spreading across the floor making you shout Mama and mourn for its graduation.

You don’t have a car right now, so when Gaz offers to drive you to buy a new shelf, you agree to his suggestion without a second thought. Yet when the day comes and you open the car door, only to be greeted by the wide smile of Soap and Gaz, you almost slam the door close in reflex.

“Okay, but why do all of you come together? this isn’t an elementary school field trip!” You gawk at them when you squeeze in the car.

“Sounds fun, how can ye not tell us?”

“Gaz I thought you could seal your lips!”

“Sorry love, Ghost exchanged it with some goodies.”

Oh yeah, Ghost is sitting in the driver’s seat.

Wait, he’s sitting in the driver's seat?

“Goddamnit—“ Your scream dies out on your tongue when said man puts his foot down.

Ghost does a good job at providing you the same experience as riding a rollercoaster, glad that you didn’t throw up in the car and arrived at the warehouse without dying. If he's your Uber driver, you will give him five stars and block the hell out of him.

You hop out of the car and walk to the door. As the automatic door parts after sensing your presence, you feel much better when the cold air of the store. Nice a.c. is one of the important features of a nice store, and you already built a fondness for the warehouse with how refreshing the chilly air is inside.

The first area welcoming you is food. Not bad, 6 out of 10 if it needs to be precise. Gaz pushes the cart and follows you as you saunter to the aisle with cereals.

“Oh, they have my favorite brand.” You murmur to him as your eyes travel across the price tag.

Wait, you must still be dizzy because no way it’s 30% cheaper than the same one you just bought from the supermarket.

“Kyle, it says it’s 3 pounds, right?!” pointing at the tag, your voice raises a whole eight-tone with excitement.

“Yes?”

“Good.”

5 boxes of cereal are added to the cart.

Actually, 9.9 out of 10 for this place, you fix the evaluation as you watch Gaz putting some of those ten bags of chocolate Ghost and Soap dump into the cart back on the shelf, and as a little revenge to Gaz for letting the other two men join the trip without you knowing, you choose to turn a blind eye when you spot Ghost sneaking all of them back in the cart.

Not forgetting the primary goal for today, you go straight to the furniture area after letting Soap throw five packs of gummy bears in the cart and convincing Ghost not to get a cup of tea from the random tea shop. You’ll make a much better one for him when you get home — you coo when he stares at you with unhappy eyes not covered by the mask, glad that he seems to accept the idea, so he huffs and lets you drag him and Soap out of the food area.

“You should buy this.”

“Ghost I don’t need a green shelf in my shop thank you.”

“Then ye should buy this bonnie!”

“That’s not even a goddamn shelf, Soap.”

“How about this?”

Your eyes brighten up when Gaz shows you a wooden shelf, it’s stripped-back, with not many decorations, but it surely will fit wonderfully into your store with its aesthetic vibes and high functionality, thus you pick up your phone to type down the product number immediately.

“Oh my, Kyle, you’re the best.”

and you’re too busy typing the numbers down that you don’t notice him shooting the others a taunt of victory.

The last area before the cashier’s counter sets a bookshop. You don’t plan on buying books, but you indeed need to go to the bathroom, so you dismiss yourself and tell them to look around before you’re done.

Why are the bathrooms always hidden in a bloody long hallway? What if someone can’t hold back during their way? Your footsteps echo through the corridor as your mind starts hitting you with a fresh and unnecessary question, glad that you aren’t that urgent though, so you’re able to get to the destination without wetting your pants.

Washing your hands, you step back to the hallway again, but you yelp in surprise when you bump into someone.

“Sorry!” You nod at the man and start heading back to the bookstore.

but it’s weird, the man you just bump into walks so close to you, that you suddenly realize he’s just a step behind you.

Hey, don’t panic, might just coincidence, you try to tell yourself as you make another step.

“Hey, lovely.” Okay, it’s not a coincidence, fucking hell. You curse when his hand touches your shoulder and stops you.

“Sorry for bumping into you, Sir. Anything that I can help?”

“No, I’m waiting for you to separate from the blokes for a while can’t ask for your phone number when they surround you like dogs.”

“I don’t give strangers my number, sorry.” You try to leave, but the man’s hand grabs your shoulder forcefully preventing you from moving.

“Hey, give us a chance yeah? I’m sure we will have some nice time together.”

“I don’t fucking know you!”

Prying off his hand, you turn and start walking fast, almost running when you hear the stranger’s footsteps coming towards you.

Fuck fuck fuck, you haven’t run with such desperation in years, last time must be high school.

“Who the fok are ye arsehole?”

The tears prickling in your eyes when you hear Soap’s voice ringing in your ears before you feel a pair of warm hands drag you behind him.

“Ghost and Soap will deal with him, let’s go.”

Adrenaline pumping through your body finally subsides when Soap and Ghost reappear from the hallway, you don’t want to know what happened to the stranger, maybe hope they’re still alive and in one piece so you won’t involve yourself in another chaos,

“I think it’s time to go home, Kyle. Is it okay?”

“Of course, wanna grab some food before we leave?”

“I guess Ghost already bought sufficient chocolate for us.”

A burst of laughter catches your attention whilst Gaz looking at the cart with bags of chocolate stuffing under your cereals with disbelief, and a smile crawls back to your lips as you look at Ghost slamming his forehead against a lower door frame and Soap laughing over him.

They aren’t that bad, maybe, or they reserve the remnants of tenderness for you, you’re not sure whether is correct, but at least they have your back when you need them, and that’s enough for you to stop exploring the answer for now.

“Oh.” A book gets knocked off when you shift to stand up. Turning around to pick it up, you have a good look at the shelf behind your seat.

Your eyes dart from ‘Today’s recommendation’ to the book within your grasp.

‘Surrounded by idiots — by Thomas.’

You will rate this recommendation 10 out of 10 for sure.

After insisting on paying yourself and shooing the men off, you take out your card and place it on the scanner.

‘Insufficient balance :( please try again’

You frown when the machine shoves you a nuh-uh, and you open the bank app to check your balance.

So you overspent 10 pounds huh? What a shame to your title for being a successfully financially broken adult. Which link loses and makes you make a wrong shopping decision?

you scan the list of items with sharp vision until you land your eyes on a product.

Surrounded by idiots - £ 10.61

Ah.

a/n: thx for reading :D sorry it's messy and unlike my previous writings :( hope I can have time to write again btw Price went on business trip so he's missing everything

tag list :D - @blackhawkfanatic @nexthyperfix @danielle143 @goodbyegh0st @reaperxxxxzz @kaoyamamegami @imyprice @cod-z @poppingaround @live-for-fluff @masterstr0ke @mall0ww @ghostysloot @hxnneydew @cutiecusp @beigechristmastree @rejectedbytheempty @lupikekee @hotvinimon @whitetiger846

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rageserenity · 2 months

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It's 2024. Are you still thinking about movieverse!Cherik? Because I am.

For the past several months, there's only been a very slow trickle of posts/fics in the xmcu cherik tag. Let's try to breathe some life back into this incredible pairing!

With one clear winner of my poll, here's thirty prompts for the thirty days of April. (This is a super chill, laid-back event---do these in any order, interpret them as loosely as you like! Create in any medium! Fic, art, gifs, meta, incoherent screaming about the otp…all winners in my book.)

The only rule here is to cherik too close to the sun. Alright. Here are the prompts.

Mutual Pining

Doesn't really even need elaboration! Write that horrifically slow slow-burn. Gif every time McAvoy made insane fuck me eyes on screen. Make a playlist of songs about impossible love.

2. Alternate Meetings

There are endless quotes about how these two complete each other in a way no one they'd met before or after ever did. How else could they have met?

3. Erik Has A Telepathy Kink

This is basically canon. Let my boy get freaky!

4. Canon Fix-It

All the times Fox fucked it up. There are endless options.

5. Hurt/Comfort

Put them in that Situation. Put them in that Blender. Break them apart and put them back together ❤️‍🩹

6. Canon Compliant

Draw that missing scene! Gif your favourite cherik moment!

7. Beach Divorce

Make it worse. Make it better. Show it to us exactly how it was. Break it down in a 3,000 word meta. Go wild!

8. Domestics

Sometimes you just want to see them doing normal couple things. Erik put the gun down.

9. Found Family

The real heart of x-men!

10. Time Travel

There are SO many possibilities here. Stick them in a time loop. Give them a chance to change their past.

11. AU

Love a good AU!

12. There Is Only One Bed

Had to get this one in here. What better way to amp up the tension?

13. Genosha

By some miracle, cherik actually did end up together at the end of 2019s trash bag disaster Dark Phoenix. We aren’t making a big enough deal about this.

14. Declaration(s) of Love

Who says it first? How do they say it and when? Have they said it…without saying it?

15. Jealousy

Need I say more.

16. Reunion

These two have absolutely no chill.

17. Soulmates

Classic prompt, had to get this in here too.

18. The DOFP Aircraft

The TENSION here. Break it down for me. How does Charles feel about his injury? How does Erik feel about his injury?

19. Gay Mutant Road Trip

You already know.

20. Body Swap

SO fun when people have superpowers.

21. First Kiss

When? How? Who initiated it?

22. The Mansion

Mansion!content is a genre of its own.

23. Conflicting Ideology

Give me your theses. Who’s right? Can they ever reconcile completely? Write a fic where it drives them apart.

24. Sebastian Shaw

A trope unto himself.

25. Team As Matchmaker

They had to have known something was going on, didn’t they?

26. Cooking

Charles deserves a good meal. Also, imagine Erik using his powers in the kitchen. The sheer domesticity…

27. Hurt No Comfort

Plenty of scope with these two 🥲

28. Growing Old Together

Giving Sirs Ian Mckellan and Patrick Stewart their props as well!

29. Making Up

*pushes chess board across the table* sorry babe

30. Charles Xavier Did More For Mutants Than You'll Ever Know

Rising to each other’s defense. Only I can insult this man.

I will be tracking #revivecherik to reblog stuff! Here’s a fic collection for the same. Let’s get this ball rolling! Please feel free to send me an ask if you’ve got anything to say! And most importantly, let’s all have fun 😁

*I know a few of you preferred something like a gift exchange because of the commitment factor—I’m super down to organise a tiny one for the handful of us! If this promptathon doesn’t flop horribly, we can hopefully do a whole bunch of stuff :)

If you read this post all the way through, please reblog for reach! Thank you! Hoping you participate come April.

Shoutout to @inmymagnetoera for reaching out and helping with this!

#revivecherik #cherik #charles xavier #erik lehnsherr #xmfc #james mcavoy #michael fassbender #x men days of future past #x men #charles x erik #magneto #professor x

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whorejolras · 23 days

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as promised: jess' les amis fanfic rec list ✨

this is mainly e/r, a little bit of e/r/c and a few courferre

This is just the stuff that was in my bookmarks on ao3 when I started writing this post (months ago lol sorry it took so long). Going through I was shocked to see so many of my faves weren't actually bookmarked so I will for sure do a part two when I find them again, and have also added heaps of new fics to my bookmarks since then, but for now 25 fics is enough 😂

many of these will be rated E and will have sexual content, some are straight up pwp ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ok first is my ultimate fave that isn't even on ao3 anymore, but thankfully is on the authors tumblr, and that's:

Gnomon by luchia

50-80k words (?) (bc it's not on ao3 i'm estimating)

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire

terrorist/assassin Enjolras my beloved ever. My fave are the "charming young man capable of being terrible" fics obviously. This one is my #1 e/r like in my head this is it's own canon. & this series has my fave e/r smut scenes ever. I still daydream about a Gnomon tv show...

- trigger warnings bc it's not on ao3 so doesn't have tags: murder, gun and knife violence, bombs, conversations about the deaths of children. this is not healthy relationship fluff but it makes for a 🥵 dynamic that's for damn sure.

also linking the rest of the series which is up on ao3 still, even though it is officially abandoned and unfinished - i am going to break my ultimate rule right off the bat and link an unfinished series bc I like it so much.

stupid terrorist boys by luchia

series, 5 works

200k words

rating: M and E

here we have gnomon's prequels, two sequels, and some one shots in between 🫶🏻

if you're here for kinky pwp Senselessly Happy and Unsuspecting could be good stand-alone (but it's better when reading in order). I would say read Gnomon first on tumblr then read the rest in order on ao3.

Silence Is the Speech of Love by lady_ragnell

50k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire, background Courfeyrac/Marius/Cosette

Enjolras is cursed for speaking out against the gods, Grantaire is there for him.

will I ever shut up about this fic? Never. fave fave fave. the world building, the mythological/religious system, the writing, the "I love you" "I don't think you do, actually" scene URGH!!!! I think of this fic every time i hear chopsticks. Everything happening with courf/marius/cosette, and the genius inclusion of social worker Fantine my beloved. This is one of those "could be it's own novel" fics.

and the sequel from Enjolras' pov 😭 - Left Unsaid

World Ain't Ready by idiopathicsmile

185k words

rating: T

Enjolras/Grantaire

yes it's the top fic yes everyone probably knows it but it's good for a reason. THE fake dating high school au fic that I broke all my rules for back in 2015. I refused to read unfinished fics, let alone T rated high school fics, yet I remember waiting for the updates for this one as it came out, messaging mutuals on the day the last chapter was released. and every time I reread I remember why. Brilliantly written, the pining, the angst, the miscommunications. All the Joly and Bossuet scenes.

honourable mention to the scene where Joly is so excited for the battle of the bands, then next scene starts with "I think it's more of a sitting night today" the realest simple yet most gut punching illustration of chronic pain that gets my ass every time.

Lovesickness by idiopathicsmile

11k words

rating: T

Enjolras/Grantaire, Joly/Bossuet/Musichetta

(we're gonna see a fair bit of idiopathicsmile on here)

this is one of my absolute favourites. not only bc I quote "hit by a truck full of shirts" all the time. a Joly pov fic!!!!!! my beloved!!!!! I'm a BIG JBM fan (they are essential to me when I'm writing grantaire) and love fics that stay true to his friendship with Joly and Bossuet. also I love when Enjolras is a giant dumbass who thinks his feelings for Grantaire is a mystery illness 😂

Still the Same by The Librarina (tears_of_nienna)

74k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire/Combeferre

ok ok ok. listen. Yes. in this fic, Enjolras IS an fbi agent... and u know i'm the first and last to scream acab always...

that being said this is fully still one of my fave e/r/c fics. Enjolras and Combeferre are married & Enjolras needs to work with art thief Grantaire (fave) on a case. also that one bit at the end when Grantaire *redacted* 👀🫣

cupbearer by illuminate*

*this one is locked, you need an account to view

series, 4 works

124k words total

ratings: T, M & E

Enjolras/Grantaire

this series!!!!!! VAMPIRE ENJOLRAS!!!! thrall Grantaire!!!! canon era AND modern au! REINCARNATION!!!! i'm eeeeaaaaattiiiing 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

More Than Just a Game by ecaitlin

36k words

rating: E

Courfeyrac/Combeferre

Fake dating courferre 😭 this one is so good for the desert scene alone 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻 one of my fave courferre fics

Good Intentions by ecaitlin

95k words

rating: E

Courfeyrac/Combeferre, background Marius/Cosette, Joly/Bossuet, Bahorel/Feuilly, and Enjolras/Grantaire ofc

THE les amis hogwarts au. 95k of Courfeyrac pov is always a treat for the system. in their last year at hogwarts, Courfeyrac decides to play matchmaker for all his friends. shenanigans!!!! fuck jkr, but whenever I wanna reread harry potter again I read this fic 🫶🏻 fave courferre ever, and also fave background e/r

if you remembered me by nightswatch*

*this one is locked, you need an account to view

40k words

rating: M

Enjolras/Grantaire

one thing about me is I love an amnesia fic! Enjolras loses his memory and Grantaire helps him recover 👀 this one's for the hurt/comfort and miscommunication/not being upfront about shit fans. also there's some past Grantaire/Combeferre and i'm always a fan

Beautiful Music Together by lady_ragnell

31k words

rating: E

Courfeyrac/Marius/Cosette

a rare Courf/Marius/Cosette fic for your palette. established Marius/Cosette need a little help from their good friend Courf with their sex life 👀 while the three of them also work on a musical assignment together 😭 prequel to You Dance Dreams kinda 👀

You Dance Dreams by lady_ragnell

61k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire

(you can tell when i've found a writer who has a fair few fics and just gone nuts lol, lots of lady_ragnell too)

BALLET AU I LOVE YOU!!!!!! so set in the same universe as Beautiful Music Together, Combeferre ropes everyone into working on his opera, a Midsummer Night's Dream sequel. Grantaire dances as Puck alongside Enjolras singing as Oberon 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻

In Defiance of all Geometry by idopathicsmile

51k words

rating: T

Enjolras/Grantaire/Combeferre

this is a top fave E/R/C fic and a top fave les amis fic of all time! Them living in a co-op and all the little details of how they make it work is sooooo real and anyone who wants to see accurately written community organising in les amis fic it's here! now for the ✨romance✨ - Grantaire moves in to the amis co-op and starts crushing on both Enjolras and Combeferre, who have both been pining for each other for years.

Years Since It's Been Clear by lady_ragnell

10k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire

Enjolras offers his spare room to grantaire - or the one where enjolras chases the sun across the living room floor like a cat. That image has lived rent free in my head for and I am not exaggerating here, 10 years.

Gonna need (a spark to ignite) by FinditAgain*

*this one is locked, you need an account to view

47k words

rating: M

Enjolras/Grantaire/Combeferre

soulmate au! soulmate au with E/R/C!!!!!!! enjolras and combeferre are soulmates who lost their bond as children. when combeferre and enjolras find each other as adults, enjolras is already in an established relationship with grantaire 👀👀👀

secret agent man by goshemily

30k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire

yes another cop one haha 😭 bc if ur not able to contradict urself with the media u like are u even a person? but also I wouldn't recommend if it wasn't a good read for the stairs scene alone 😅 Enjolras and Grantaire need to go undercover as a married couple in a small town.

Leaves in the Void by myrmidryad

16k words

rating: M

Enjolras/Grantaire

this is one i've found since rejoining tumblr late last year that 😭 fully broke my heart bro 😭 space au, enjolras writes letters to everyone when he's accidentally isolated on a ship for what to him was eight and half months but was two hours for everyone else.

Blame Delicate Artemis by hyenateeth

22k words

rating: E

femslash Enjolras/Grantaire

posting omegaverse on main? more likely than you think!

this is porn with a tiny bit of plot, but also one of my fave for femslash e/r and also..... girl dick. that's all.

omega enjolras alpha grantaire canon era lesbians.

that's enough description to find its right audience I feel

Eyes to Serve, Hands to Learn by myrmidryad

94k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire

Grantaire runs into Enjolras at a kink club. enter 94,000 words of bdsm porn and pining. mostly dom Enjolras and submissive Grantaire, mostly.

Never Be Satisfied by torakowalski

15k words

rating: E

femslash Enjolras/Grantaire

dental dam mention! win!

Grantaire gives Enjolras some advice, lends some toys, and then offers some hands on help when she learns Enjolras has never come before 😏

potentially lovely, perpetually human by myrmidryad

20k words

not rated, does contain smut

Enjolras/Grantaire

lots of myrmidryad here too lol

two of my favourite tropes here. 1: supernatural Enjolras who's in control of his abilities except when it comes to Grantaire (see cupbearer series) and 2: nonbinary Grantaire my beloved!!! Enjolras has psychic empathy triggered by physical touch, so he refuses to touch anyone: until his touch starved ass accidentally touches Grantaire and feels what they're feeling 🥹

Witchboy by tothewillofthepeople

series, 8 works

84k words

rating: T, M

Enjolras/Grantaire

this one is a more recent recommendation that I loved, the world building and magic is so good, there's some great background eposette and patron minette which I'm always a fan of.

i'm not the moon (i'm not even a star) by serinesaccade

40k words

rating: M

Enjolras/Grantaire

amnesia fic and fake dating 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻 this time we've got Grantaire losing his memories and waking up in a world where he has a really hot boyfriend, but apparently his 1.5 year relationship with Enjolras isn't what it seems 👀

and let's round this out with a classic

Thirty-Two Times by Ark

7k words

rating: E

Enjolras/Grantaire

the bottom R canon era bible 🙏🏻

i'm sorry i feel like my emoji use is very millennial. jsyk 👌🏻 is me clicking with my nails ok bye 😘

if you want more i'm whorejolras on ao3 go nuts 🙌🏻

#mine #omg me actually doing something i said i'd do only like four months later look at that #adhd one hell of a drug yall #fic recs #fanfic #les mis fanfic #les amis fanfic #e/r #les mis #grantaire #enjolras #les amis #e/r/c #courferre #jbm #les miserables #why is my capitalisation all over the place?? uhh look over there 👈🏃‍♂️💨#sorry not tagging ppl on tumble even though i know the authors are bc adding the links was hassle enough and also i don't wanna bother any1

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paloma-ascends-into-hellfire · 3 months

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eating disorder harm reduction

no one ever compiled this so that it what we are doing today. for people with eds and people whose loved ones do. please note: i’m not a doctor. this is a compilation of things from books and ed resource sites.

for people whose loved ones have an eating disorder:

try to make sure they know these things.

try not to force them to eat, they might feel uncomfortable eating in front of people. also, risk of refeeding syndrome.

if their life is in danger and you are seeking help for them, consult the person beforehand to make sure they will be safe and give them a heads-up so that they aren’t startled (especially if they’re neurodivergent! giving them notice will aid control!)

offer them ways of controlling things aside from food - practice consent, include them in conversations, don’t talk about them behind their back, compliment their makeup or hair.

be patient. the person may be irritable from lack of sleep, feelings of depression, worthlessness, etc., or malnutrition.

keep in mind that you can’t tell if someone has an eating disorder by looking at them. people of all weights do - only 17% of anorexics are underweight - and also, men and non binary people can also have eds.

general:

drink lots of water, especially if you’re drinking lots of caffeine.

drink some electrolytes at least once a week - gatorade, electrolyte tablets, coconut water, doesn’t matter, just get it into your system.

if you are getting dizzy or flushed and can feel your heart beating, quick carbs will raise your blood sugar - sweets, bread, fruit, juice, non diet soda, whatever. keep snacks around pls.

your brain uses 400-500 calories daily. eat more than this.

take your supplements!

you still need protein, have an egg or something.

don’t take adderal or insulin unless you are actually diabetic or neurodivergent, because you are raising the price by buying them and denying access to those who need it.

throw a towel over the mirror. it’s not worth it if it’ll cause you anxiety.

try to limit disordered behaviours like body checking, purging, and weigh ins.

practice good dental hygiene.

put your scale somewhere where you have to actively look for it to weigh yourself.

avoid social media and for your sake don’t go on pro ed tiktok or tumblr or twitter or insta.

get a buddy who also struggles with the same thing if possible to support each other.

get regular medical check ups (if you can afford it)

practice things within your control - makeup, hair, clothing, etc.

push your rules - eat 5 minutes before your time, or 50 calories over your limit.

for people with restrictive disorders (e.g. anorexia):

do weight and resistance training at least twice a week to prevent musculoskeletal conditions such as osteoporosis.

don’t drink on an empty stomach.

try to put gaps between fasting periods.

don’t fast for more than 72 hours.

wear lots of layers to keep warm.

eat an extra 100-200 calories on your period if you menstruate.

have a metabolism day.

take care of your hair.

as horrifying as this is to many people, please go to the hospital if you’re experiencing heart problems or if you’re passing out for more than 30 seconds.

for people with purging disorders (e.g. bulimia):

if you would like to purge, wait 15 minutes first.

after purging: drink lots of water - the emptiness you feel is dehydration. don’t brush your teeth but rinse your mouth out, preferably with an alkaline mouthwash or baking soda mixed into water. do something you want to do, like reading a book or watching a show. don’t smoke. don’t have anything acidic. eat a banana or some chocolate or a rice cake to keep your blood sugar levels in check.

if you vomit blood or your vomit looks like coffee grounds, this is a sign of internal bleeding. you could be drowning in your own blood from a hole in your esophagus, essentially. go to the hospital or call 911/999/the emergency number in your area.

stay safe everyone. i hope this helps. also, i do not use these tags - i have them blocked - but i am using them so that people on these tags will find this because they need it most.

#ed harm reduction #harm reduction #ed recovery #pro recovery #notpro4n4 #tw eating disorders #tw ed not ed sheeren #pro a4a #ana trigger #ana rant #tw anorexia #tw bulimia #anamia #⭐️ving #edhr

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shewhohangsoutincemeteries · 5 months

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once again, we've reached a new year, and while I can't guarantee a new me who might actually release new fanfiction with some semblance of regularity, I can promise that I will keep writing and posting as often as my life allows. I want to thank all of you who read, like, respond and especially reblog my work, and I hope that you enjoy anything on this list you may of missed, and keep enjoying the new work I keep on posting. happy new year everyone!

full content warnings and content can be found on each individual post, and each fic is labelled for length. follow me on bartonstark to find all my fic in one place, or check out my ao3. smut/sexual content: *** personal favourites: ///

BRUCE BANNER:

interlude (ficlet) *** you steal a heated moment with bruce in the lab.

BUCKY BARNES:

keep quiet (ficlet) *** /// against his better judgement, bucky lets you seduce him in a public place.

warm embrace (ficlet) bucky takes pity on you in the cold.

CLINT BARTON:

appreciation (oneshot) *** /// you borrow clint's shirt and he shows you just how much he approves.

make your move (oneshot) /// you discover clint's real feelings for you and dare him to do something about it.

stay still (ficlet) clint comes to your aid after you're injured on the battlefield.

whatever you need (ficlet) *** /// after a mission gone wrong, clint gives you everything you need.

MARC SPECTOR:

bubble bath (ficlet) sometimes, self care includes bubbles.

starving (ficlet) *** marc has alternate plans for dinner.

NATASHA ROMANOFF:

smile (ficlet) you distract natasha in the middle of a meeting.

PETER QUILL:

chilly (ficlet) /// you're not quite used to just how cold it is in space.

rom-com moment (ficlet) *** even a storm can't convince quill to keep his hands -or his feelings- to himself.

STEVEN GRANT:

raindrops keep falling (ficlet) a busted umbrella leads to a meet cute.

TONY STARK:

downpour (ficlet) *** tony has his way with you against a window as you watch the rain.

favor (ficlet) you convince tony to finally get some rest.

ink (ficlet) you surprise tony when he finally comes home to you.

missed you (ficlet) tony wakes you up in the middle of the night.

most people (oneshot) /// tony can't believe you're the kind of person who doesn't like hugs.

pride (ficlet) *** tony takes a lot of pride in what he does to you.

voice of reason (ficlet) in a reversal of roles, tony's the one to convince you to go to bed.

waking up with you (ficlet) *** tony has only one thing on his mind in the mornings.

THREESOMES/POLYAMORY:

ladies first (clint barton x natasha romanoff x reader) *** /// natasha has strict rules when it comes to play.

plaything (tony stark x marc spector x reader) *** /// you invite an old boyfriend to help teach your new one a lesson.

SERIES:

just to be nearby (peter quill x reader) *** /// months after the battle of earth, peter is still wallowing in his loss of gamora. he begins to find comfort in you.

just to be nearby

closer still

to ashes chapters (full series, this year's chapters in bold) *** /// after the snap, you volunteer to track down clint and bring him home. instead, you join him on his mission for blood and find yourself growing closer to him... prologue - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 - more coming soon

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littleoanh · 2 years

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Eren Yeager x fem!Reader

Summary: Modern AU/College AU. fem!Reader is very good friends with Armin Arlert and “hates” Eren Yeager.

Word Count: 1,830 Warnings: Smut (exhibition [library], sucking on fingers, fingering, unprotected sex, ass slap, orgasm denial, making out, Eren calling reader ‘princess’, Eren being a tease, and creampie.)

Tag: @mekiza for A Book of Secrets Collab

A/n: This is my first time writing AOT (TT.TT), I hope you all enjoy this piece!

Like, reblogging, and kind comments are appreciated.

“Sorry, I’m late.” You quietly slip into one of the rented study rooms that Armin reserved at the library. “I needed to talk with my professor during her office hours.” You slid into a chair next to him while setting your backpack down on the nearby chair. Armin has been your official study partner since freshman year.

“That’s alright, Eren and I managed to secure a room.” Your eyes flicker to the brunette next to Armin, his amused green eyes and smirk is enough to make you irritated.

“Of all people, Armin?” Your face deadpans. Armin’s expression is apologetic, he knows how you feel about Eren since he first introduced the both of you.

You heard about his ego and narcissism, sleeping with different women every weekend. When Armin told you Eren was in pre-med, you scoffed. He’s nothing but just a pretty, spoiled fuckboy. He probably wouldn’t make it far and change to an easier major sooner than later.

Unfortunately for you, he was in most of your classes but always sits in the very back row. You’d always find him either sleeping, playing on his phone, or flirting with girls who throw themselves at him. You thought that he would fail the first semester of pre-med, but he managed to get on the Dean’s list. It still baffles you how in the world this happened. Armin chuckles and explains to you that Eren is actually intelligent but he just doesn’t look like it. This makes you hate him even more. He doesn’t need to try hard and still manages to be perfect.

“He was the only other person who was available to help me secure a study room.” According to the rules of the university’s library, there must be at least two people in order to reserve a study room. This is to prevent other students hogging them up.

“You’re welcome.” Eren arrogantly waves his large hand with a smug expression, making you roll your eyes. You take out your laptop from your bag and headphones. Focusing on your recorded lecture and taking some additional notes on your laptop, you received a ping in the top right corner of your screen. It’s a message from Eren.

Pausing your recorded lecture and removing your headphones, Armin instantly notices. “I’ll be right back.” Being as vague as possible, you leave the room without making eye contact with any of them.

You take the stairs to the highest level of the building and walk to the farthest corner of the library where rarely anyone uses. Patiently waiting, Eren shows up about 5 or 6 minutes later.

“Eren-” He aggressively pushes you against the bookshelves, hungrily kissing you. The kiss is electrifying and passionate, you wrap your arms around his neck to deepen it. His tongue swipes your bottom lip, allowing him access to messily make out and swallow your needy moans.

How in the seventh hell did you and Eren end up in a secret relationship? After freshman year finals, Reiner threw a huge party. During a game of Dare or Drink After Dark Edition, you picked up a card to make out with the sexiest guy in the room or drink 3 times. The majority of votes was Eren which prompted you to choose the latter choice. After the game was over, you stepped outside to sober up a bit. Eren sought you out, wanting to know why you refused to kiss him. You brushed him off as he questioned you further. He teased you, asking if you were worried that kissing him might make you fall for him.

Pissed off from what he said, Eren cornered you and trapped you in between his arms, challenging you. Murmured against your lips if you didn’t want this to push him away. Your brain froze, his cologne was intoxicating and up close Eren was way too handsome for his own good. Eren took this as consent, he leaned down to kiss you. There was instant electricity, sparks or fireworks whatever was running through your brain. He kissed you like you have never been kissed before. It felt so right. He asked you out on a date, you were reluctant at first but was convinced after several more kisses.

Date after date, you realized how wrong you were about him. He was nothing like his reputation at the university. A spoiled stupid rich fuckboy. Afraid how it would make you look like a hypocrite for dating him after how much you spewed your hate for him. Eren suggested keeping the relationship a secret temporarily and slowly phasing out your ‘hatred’ for him.

Now here you both are in your sophomore year.

Eren removes his lips from yours, placing three fingers on your lips. “Open up.” Without hesitation, you suck in his fingers and lapping it up like it was his cock. The feeling of your warm tongue and mouth wrapping around his fingers causes his dick to strain against his boxers. “Fuck, you like that princess?” He thrusts his fingers in and out of your drooling mouth, spit drips down your chin. Removing his digits from your lips, he uses his thumb to pull your panties to the side and shoves his three fingers into your sopping wet pussy.

“Mmmph!” Eren covers your mouth with his other hand, your glistening eyes staring into his passionate green eyes.

“Careful, princess. Someone might hear you screaming my name.” The wet lewd sounds of your pussy and his fingers makes you even more aroused. Spreading your legs more to give him more room, “That’s it… spread your legs f’me.” Eren groans in your ear feeling your juices dripping down to his wrist. Using his palm to rub against your clit, your eyes are screwed shut from the added pleasure. Your gummy walls clenching, getting close to orgasm but it vanishes. You open your eyes, meeting his teasing smirk as he licks his fingers that were inside of you. Tasting you.

“Wh-why?” You whine at the loss of your orgasm, your clit is throbbing. The look of disappointment makes Eren snicker.

“Aren’t you forgetting-” He flips you around, your chest pressed up against the bookshelves, pressing his clothed hardened cock against your lower back, “this is your punishment, princess.” Taking a quick nip on your ear, you whimper as he bunches your sundress up. Eren unbuttons and unzips his jeans to pull out his well hung cock, spitting on the tip and rubbing it against your slit for lubrication.

You are a whimpering mess, looking back at him with your tearful eyes, “Pl-please, I need you Ren.” Tapping his cock once more before slowly pushing the tip inside, feeling the tightness.

“Argh, fuck.” He moans sexily in your ear, making your pussy throb even more, “My princess is struggling to take me. Gonna make you fit.” Pushing his fat cock inside your soaking wet pussy, you relax your hole to help him push it inside. “Good girl. Relax f’me.” Once he bottoms out, he pulls his cock out then slams it back in. Grabbing your hips and jack hammering your wet hole. Eren’s thick girth splitting you open, you are clinging onto the bookshelves to hold your balance.

“AH ERENN!” You accidentally scream before he could cover your mouth again with his hand. Feeling lost in pleasure, listening to loud skin slapping and wet squelching sounds, you let out nasty moans. Your eyes are rolling back as Eren’s cock hammers your sweet spot and his balls slam against your ass.

Feeling your walls about to pulsate, Eren talks into your ear, “Don’t you dare cum.” He slaps your ass, watching it jiggle. Crying, whining, and drooling on his large hand, it’s getting more difficult for you to hold back. Your pussy grips his length, making him feral. Eren letting out breathy grunts in your ear, getting lost in his own pleasure. He lifts your leg up to slam you in a different angle to make you squirm. Letting out muffling noises inside his hand, you let out pleady moans to let you cum. The way your folds are fluttering, he knows you’re close. “Cum.”

Pulling your face towards his, sloppily kissing you, he spills thick ropes of cum inside. Your eyes roll back again and release the knot in your stomach. Eren continues to thrust into your sopping wet pussy to keep your high. Once he feels your walls stop convulsing, he pulls his cock out, moving your panties back in place to keep his cum from spilling out.There are tears dripping down your face from the intensity. Eren sees your cute fucked out expression and kisses your forehead.

“You okay, princess?” Throwing him an intimidating look, which he finds adorable.

“I was so close to hating you again.” Feeling sticky from his cum dripping into your drenched panties. Eren snickers, towering over you.

“That’s funny, last night you said something else.” Your cheeks are red with memories of the night before. Eren came over to your apartment to surprise you with a candlelight dinner and he made love to you. “I remember being balls deep inside your tight little pussy, you looked so cute, crying out how much you love me.” His tone is teasing and giving you playful kisses on your forehead.

“Well I take that back! I hate you for real now.” You are about to leave until Eren grabs your wrist to pull you back into his broad chest.

“Too late to take that back. You’re mine.” Eren lovingly kisses you again, hoping to melt your little tantrum. “I love you, [Y/n].” The kisses grow more passionate and deep, Eren reluctantly releases you. “Go back down first, princess.” You nod, going back down with your wobbly legs to the reserved study room. Quietly opening the door, alerting Armin who is looking at you.

“Everything okay, [Y/n]?”

“Oh yeah, everything is fine.” You immediately take a seat, feeling the soreness and Eren’s cum dripping out. Armin watches you put your headphones back in and focus on your laptop again. A few minutes later, Eren comes back into the room while humming. He takes a seat next to Armin and pulls out his notes for class to review. Armin stares back and forth between you two and shrugs before going back into his studies. Feeling Eren’s eyes on you, you make quick eye contact. He gives you a playful wink while Armin’s head is down. You roll your eyes again. If you could only hate him…

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Networks: @tokyo-ballroom & @tokyometronetwork

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alrightbuckaroo · 11 months

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thanks for the tag @jesuisici33! this came out much sappier and longer than expected but oh well. Rules: Everyone uses the same word prompt. Write as much or as little as you want for any fandom. Tag at least 5 peopleThere’s NO time limit! Just have fun! Reblog or post separately

"Carlos would kill me if he knew I was showing you this." Andrea flips through the photo album, the plastic pages crinkling against each other as she turns the through it. "This is was the first time we took him to see the Easter Bunny."

Andrea shows TK a photo of a five year old Carlos who's teary eyed and red faced. "It was also the last time we took him to see the Easter Bunny."

Andrea points at a photo of a nine year old Carlos in wide-brimmed black cowboy hat, black button down, a denim jacket and denim jeans. "He wanted to be Cordell Walker from Walker, Texas Ranger for character day at school. He said he wanted to be just like his dad."

Next to it is another photo of Carlos is the same outfit, but Gabriel is kneeling down to be level with his son. They're both wearing cowboy hats that are battling for the focus of the photo. Carlos is smiling TK's favorite kind of smile. He remembers seeing the same smile when he asked Carlos to marry him. Carlos is smiling like he's unapologetically happy.

"Who's this?" TK reaches for an amalgamation of fuzz that's sitting in the box. After pulling it out, he sees that's it a stuffed Koala that's a little weathered, faded grey and missing a blue button eye.

"Kique." Andrea says the name fondly, like she's being reunited with an old friend. "Most kids had a safety blanket, but my Carlitos." Andrea reaches out and gently rubs on one of Kique's ears, feeling the soft fur against the pads of her finger. "He had Kique."

Andrea tilts her head and takes in Kique's missing eye. "If only we knew where that eye went, though." Andrea sighs, then shrugs. "I don't know, part of me wonders if he still needs Kique, maybe even now more than ever." Andrea looks at TK and smiles. "Then again, now he has you."

TK grins at the statement, flattered that Andrea thinks so much of him. That said, TK looks at Kique and can't help but think, maybe having a couple of reinforcements isn't a bad thing. And he is pretty sure he has a couple of buttons lying around the apartment looking for a new home.

"Andrea," TK begins, hoping the answer to the question yet to be asked will be yes. "Do you have a sewing kit?"

Andrea smiles and TK feels hopeful. "I sure do."

"Hey baby," Carlos announces when he walks through the front door. "I stopped by the pharmacy and got band-aids, like you asked. Are you finally going to tell me, oh my god." Carlos eyes widen when he sees TK's red stained fingers. "What did you do to yourself?"

"I thought I knew how to sew." TK says while looking at the tips of his fingers. "Turns out, I do not know how to sew."

TK watches as Carlos frantically opens the box of band-aids. "I promise, it looks worse than it is."

"Well it looks pretty damn bad." Carlos had already unwrapped a band-aid and is working to take off the pieces of paper on the back of it. "Why were you sewing in the first place?" He wraps the bandage around TK's right index finger. He doesn't need to, TK could do it himself, but Carlos wants to. He looks up at TK. "TK?"

"I was trying to surprise you." TK comically frowns as Carlos wraps another bandage around TK's left ring finger.

Carlos raises his eyebrows. "I'm surprised all right. What was the actual surprise?"

TK holds up a band-aid clad finger and walks into the bedroom before walking out with a stuffed koala one with a blue eye and a red eye. "Your mom took me down memory lane."

"Of course she did." Carlos mutters under his breath.

"And in doing so, introduced me to Kique, the one eyed protector." TK wipes at the red button eye. "Figured I would take matters into my own hands to make sure he has a second eye. Better to see any oncoming monsters with."

He passes the koala to Carlos, and Carlos smiles TK's favorite kind of smile. "TK, you didn't have to do that." Though, based on Carlos' reaction, and the way he instinctually grabs on to Kique like he never wants to let him go, TK think he had no choice but to do just that.

"I know, but I wanted to." TK tries to respond casually, but his grin gives him away.

"I can't believe I have Kique the Koala back in my arms again." Carlos smiles down at the mismatched eyes. "I'm going to cherish this like it's what I love most in the world. Well second most, I suppose."

"What's the first?" TK asks, eyes bright with knowing.

Carlos reaches over and pulls TK into a kiss. "You, and I think you know that."

TK smiles and it's Carlos' favorite type of smile. "I did, I just wanted to hear you say it."

no pressure tagging: @heartstringsduet, @carlos-in-glasses, @catanisspicy, @rosedavid, @strandnreyes, @reyesstrand, @welcometololaland, @rmd-writes, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @bonheur-cafe and @sanjuwrites :)

#my love language is gift giving if you can't tell 😭 i just realized it's all over my writing WOW #my writing #carlos reyes #tk strand #tarlos

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ukulelevillainwrites · 9 months

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who follows the rules anyway?

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9

complete

pairing : anthony lockwood x she/her reader

word count : 4.6k

content : tw there's some negative self talk and a panic attack in this chapter, other than that you get a bandaging wounds scene ;), there's banter, hurt/comfort and the intrigue gets a bit more set up

tag : @cassiopeiia24 🩷

She didn’t have time to touch the floor, two arms were already holding her up, unfortunately pressing down on her wound. The sudden pain jolted her awake. She pushed him away and settled on the bench in the hall.

“Look, you’re gonna have to put aside the fight we had for a minute and explain what is going on.” Lockwood said in a deep voice. He looked like he had just woken up but he showed nothing of it. It was like he was mustering all the authority he was capable of.

She looked up at him and was surprised to see him genuinely worried. His eyes looked concerned and his arms were crossed tightly across his chest like he was trying to find some comfort.

“Seriously what happened to you? Where were you y/n? We were worried like crazy when we came home and you weren’t there!”

She raised her right hand to stop him from asking more questions.

“My left arm is hurt, I need help taking care of it. The rest can wait.” She tried to sound as in control as she could. She didn’t want to appear scared, not in front of him.

“Okay…” he said taken aback. “We have a first aid kit in the kitchen.”

He helped her up, offering his hand and holding her as they went down the stairs to keep her from falling. He could be very gentle when he wanted to. He led her into the kitchen and pulled out a chair.

“Sit down I’ll get the kit.”

As he turned to look through a cupboard, she stood up again so she could take off her jacket.

“You really can’t listen do directions, can you?” He had a stern voice but he couldn’t help his mouth curving upwards.

“I follow directions very well, just not when they come from you.” She had a weak smile on her face. Exhaustion started to settle in and her eyes had a hard time staying open.

“I just need to take off my sweater to put the bandage on.”

He immediately turned around.

“You don’t need to. Actually, I kind of need your help… My arm is killing me.”

“Oh… s-sure.”

He slowly walked over to her and stopped abruptly not knowing what to do next. She took off her sleeves carefully as he stood awkwardly next to her. She started pulling the sweater over her head when she cried out in pain again. That made him jump to her rescue, he started pulling it off as carefully as he could to help her out. Instead, he pulled her hair too.

“It’s like you’re doing it on purpose!”

“I’m just trying to help! I can always go back to bed and let you take care of everything yourself.” He said this but didn’t mean it one bit since he was already pressing gauze on her wound to stop the bleeding. His tone wasn’t the one he used earlier this evening. It was lighter, even playful, like he was teasing her and they were the best of friends. It was a nice change. She hadn’t forgiven him though. But for now she was too tired and hurt to care. She sat back down, now only wearing a tank top, and slouched into the chair, keeping her arm up where Lockwood held the gauze.

“No, stay. Please.”

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you. What did you just say?” He really was messing with her now.

“You heard me just fine and don’t make me beg for your help when I’m in pain.”

He laughed as he went to get the disinfectant and the bandages he had left sitting next to the kettle.

“But it’s such a pleasant change from ‘I don’t need your help’ and ‘I can control everything’. At least let me enjoy it.” He did a terrible impression of her but it still made her chuckle. It cheered up her anxiety-filled night.

“So you do remember that night.”

“I remember it very well actually.”

“Why didn’t you say something?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

She looked down. She didn’t know where she stood anymore. He was being nice now but he could always go back to being a jerk once she was healed. And she didn’t want to let him off the hook that easily.

“What if we forgot the whole thing?” Lockwood asked, breaking the silence.

“Will you admit that you ruined that case for me?”

“You’re incorrigible.” He said with a laugh. “Though, if it makes things better, I just wanted to humiliate Kipps, I never meant to hurt you.”

“You’ll have to tell me what the deal is with you two.”

“Maybe some other time, when you’re not bleeding out in my kitchen.”

He had the biggest smile she had seen in the last two days.

“Are you actually relishing the wound I have in my arm?” She didn’t know if they were bonding or if he was being a jerk again. But his laugh seemed genuine and echoed the relief he seemed to feel knowing she was alright.

He gently turned her arm to take a look at the cut she had. His face turned more serious as he disinfected the cut.

“So, what happened tonight?”

“Relic-men. I surprised a meet up, they chased me and threw knives at me apparently.” She said pointing at her wound. She tried to look unaffected, but saying it aloud reminded her of the panic she had felt just an hour ago. Lockwood stopped taking care of the cut to place a consoling hand on her shoulder.

“George was right. Dufour is selling sources to relic-men. I saw her tonight.” y/n admitted, defeated. She leaned her head on his hand for a moment, not realizing he was more tense than a minute ago. Thinking that she lost her job because of this horrible woman made her seek comfort.

“Rule number two is to never doubt George’s instinct.” He casually told her.

“What about rule number one and never doing what he does?” She chuckled. “Seems contradictory…”

“Well, it’s not like we play by the rules anyway.” He said with a wink. He removed his hand to grab the bandages and she immediately missed the warmth of it on her shoulder. She hated that.

He finished bandaging her wound, his touch soft on her skin. He wasn’t the best at this, but at least she wouldn’t bleed out. He offered her tea once she had put her sweater back on. She was too exhausted from the chase and desperately wanted to go to bed.

“I’ll help you get upstairs. I wouldn’t want you to get a head injury on top of your cut.”

They progressed slowly up the narrow staircase, her arm hurting every now and then, but the pain was already becoming more bearable. They awkwardly climbed step by step in silence all the way to the attic. He let go of her waist as they reached the door to her bedroom. She went to open the door.

“I’m sorry for what I said earlier…”

She looked at him, surprised that he wasn’t too proud to apologize. She slowly nodded with a thin smile. He turned to go back to his room.

“Lockwood, wait.”

He turned back around.

“Thank you. For tonight, and for letting me stay here. And for helping me even though I was so rude to you.”

He smiled politely.

“And also thank you for-”

“y/n, all that matters is that you’re safe. Now you should get some rest.” She smiled back at him, grateful for his behavior tonight.

“But if there’s more you can always thank me again tomorrow. I love starting the day getting praised.”

Of course he had to get back into character now. She rolled her eyes.

“You do owe me a lot. I’ll make sure to remind you that constantly.” He was beaming with joy.

“I hate you.” She tried to sound serious, but she was too tired to keep her mouth from smiling.

“Good night, y/n.”

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The first rays of sunshine started to glow through her window. The light blinded her awake, but five more minutes of rest wouldn’t hurt. She turned to face the wall, hugging her pillow closer, and slowly drifted back to sleep. But as her consciousness was slipping away, she heard footsteps in the stairs leading to her attic room. It startled her awake. Maybe Lockwood or George needed her for something. Maybe it was far later than she had realized. She reluctantly sat in her bed and struggled to open her eyes. To her surprise, the girl she had already seen in a dream was standing at the foot of her bed. This seemed unnecessarily threatening. She pulled her blanket closer, as if it offered some kind of protection. “Keep looking.”

She gasped and stood up straight in her bed, alone and greeted by the first lights of early morning. She had never seen the same person twice in her dreams. And the tone was getting ominous. Who was this girl and why was she supposed to look for her? And why couldn’t she say more than two words? An explanation would have been welcome. An eerie feeling started to creep up on her. The sudden movement had awoken the pain in her arm and the memories of the night before came crushing back. It was too much to deal with this early in the morning.

She went downstairs in the kitchen, she might as well start her day now. She was careful not to make any noise to avoid waking up the boys so early, especially Lockwood who had been up with her long past midnight. But she couldn’t avoid the creaky step in the last flight of stairs. She winced and made a mental note to watch that step specifically. She went in the kitchen and closed the door quietly behind her.

“Good morning.”

She jumped at the voice behind her. She turned around to see George sipping tea. Though it didn’t look like he had been up for very long. His hair was even more a mess than usual, his eyes were only half open and he wasn’t wearing any trousers. It actually made her more comfortable standing there only in a t shirt and shorts.

“I didn’t expect you to be up so early.”

“Don’t get used to it I usually wake up way later.” He poured her a cup without asking. As he handed it to her he noticed the bandage on her arm.

“What happened?”

“It’s a long story.” She warned him, preparing to tell him all about Dufour’s dealings.

“Oh, please no long stories this early.”

“If I had to listen to you talk about a case until 1 in the morning you’re going to hear what I have to say now.”

He sighed before taking a sip. “Fine.”

“You were right about Dufour.”

His eyes seemed to come to life at those words. He took another sit and pulled up a chair for her next to him.

“Tell me more.”

She had just finished telling George about everything that happened last night when Lockwood stepped into the kitchen, already dressed and ready for the day.

“I was right about that devious supervisor!” George told him, all triumphant.

Lockwood went to pour himself a cup of tea. As he took the teapot he hesitated and turned to y/n.

“You didn’t make this, right?” He said with a sleepy smile.

She rolled her eyes as she reassured him that she hadn’t touched it.

“I can’t believe I was right.” Repeated George, still in disbelief.

“I’d never bet against you on this type of thing.” Lockwood answered.

“Sure, but if I’m right about something like this who knows what else I could be right about?” he told Lockwood with a wink.

Lockwood immediately changed the subject and asked what the plan was for the Hopkins Street case. Was work the only thing he could think about?

They couldn’t finish the job the night before with her gone. The boys agreed on calling the client back to explain the situation and see if it was possible to come back tonight.

“y/n, obviously you’re coming with us to back us up tonight.” Lockwood said as he went to fetch the phone.

“On one condition.”

He stopped to stare at her. He almost looked worried.

“You let me do my job.”

He sighed. “Only if you promise to be careful with your arm. No need to get any more injured.”

“Deal.” She said with a satisfied smile on her face.

They arrived back at their client’s house a little before sundown. Luckily for them the house was vacant since their client was absent this week. Still, it wasn’t a reason to linger any longer. They wanted to get this over with as fast as possible, especially since the reports of strange activity weren’t very impressive. All their client could tell them was that he felt a presence late at night and that for the past two weeks the house had a bad energy. With only this description it was hard to draw any conclusions. George had done extensive research on the house, as usual, but he didn’t find anything conclusive either. There weren’t any violent deaths that were reported in the house or any sort of traumatic event worth reporting. They were going in almost blind, the only useful information they had being the drop in temperature they had noted the night before.

They started in this room, checking for any form of activity, Lockwood using his Sight, y/n finally using her Touch. She picked up the figurine that had caught her attention yesterday and immediately had images flashing before her eyes. She saw a child playing with it, giggles filling her ears. A woman entered the room and y/n was suddenly overwhelmed with frustration, the sharp emotion overpowering the sweet innocence she had felt only a few seconds ago. The woman picked up the figurine to put it back on the shelf.

She opened her eyes to ask George if their client was married and had any kids. Apparently not, then who was the woman?

“This house is pretty old, it’s probably a family home that’s been passed down.” George said.

“Could be his mother then. A memory from his childhood?” Lockwood asked her.

“Yes, that could be it. But I still don’t know what the source could be.”

“Keep looking.”

His words triggered a flashback of the dream she had, the girl’s face flashing in her mind for less than a second.

“You’re doing great.” He told her with a thin smile.

She smiled back, pushing the memory of her dream in a corner of her mind. It could wait, for now she wanted to focus on the case and make up for last night. What in the room could be linked to their client’s childhood? It was a library, so it didn’t have the usual childhood memories like old toys or clothes. The books that filled the shelves weren’t meant for children and couldn’t be bedtime stories. The only family items were the framed photographs settled on the mantel. y/n went to pick one up, it was a picture of the woman she had seen. She was standing next to a man, probably her husband, and between them was the little boy from her vision. But the moment she lifted the frame she dropped it, her hand burning from how cold the object was. The good news was that she had found the source. The bad news was that dropping it had awakened the ghost. And clearly it wasn’t a harmless type one at all.

She had just the time to back away and warn the boys before the spectre lunged to try and attack them. They were safe for now in their iron circle, but the source was outside and they needed to retrieve it in order to go home. The problem was that the spirit grew angrier when it felt the force of the iron chain. It was now pacing around the circle, waiting for them to step out.

“Well, what do we do now?” George asked.

“Easy. Go grab the source, I’ll distract it. y/n, stay here.”

Before she could protest, Lockwood was already stepping out of the circle, tempting the spectre to keep its attention away from George. He was being just as unreasonable as he had been the night they met. George better be quick to avoid the worst. He hurried to the opposite side of the room, reaching for the frame. He was so focused on the source that he didn’t see that the corner of the carpet was out of place. He tripped and lost precious seconds. It was enough for the spirit to send a powerful pulse of energy that knocked Lockwood into a bookshelf. His right arm met the shelf first, making him lower his rapier. y/n jumped out of the chain circle and put herself between him and the spectre just in time. She slashed through the ghost. It weakened it just enough to give George time to cover the photograph with a silver net. They all took a breath when they realized they were out of danger. For a second she wanted to thank the relic man for cutting her left arm and not her right. She rushed to see if Lockwood was alright. She lent him a hand to help him up. He winced as he got up.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

“Yeah… My arm is just a little sore from the shock that’s all.” He put his smile back on, like a mask to hide what he was really feeling. “Your posture was a little off just then, and you would have been more efficient if you had-”

“A simple thank you would have sufficed, you know?” She was irritated that the first thing he did was criticize her once more, but she couldn’t resist quoting him back to him.

There was a silence. During those few seconds his smile grew softer and his eyes looked for hers.

“Thank you.” He said gently.

She smiled as she nodded. They held each other’s gaze for a second too long. She hadn’t realized she had gotten lost in the depth of his dark eyes when George interrupted her reverie.

“We should take this to the furnaces before going home.” He said as he started packing up their bags.

She cleared her throat and helped him carry them out of the room, hoping the night was dark enough to cover the redness of her cheeks.

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She hadn’t been to the furnaces that often. Usually, Kipps took care of it and he used to send her and Bobby home early. And before that it was the supervisors who oversaw it most of the time. At least in the teams she had been a part of. She had forgotten the peculiar smell coming from the working ovens, and how the light there painted everything in a greenish fluorescent color. At night with no daylight coming through the windows everyone there looked like they were sick. She couldn’t wait to get out and get some fresh air. They arrived at the reception desk to register the source in the records. A red-haired girl greeted them.

“Hey, George! What’ve you got for us tonight?”

“Nothing very exciting, just a picture frame…”

They seemed to know each other well and got to talking. But y/n was distracted by a familiar group of Fittes agents coming their way.

“Tony, what a pleasant surprise!” Said a familiar voice.

Lockwood turned around abruptly and winced at the pain in his arm when he put his hand on the hilt of his rapier.

“Oh, did someone get injured?”

Lockwood tried to dismiss him. He clearly wasn’t in the mood to have this kind of conversation tonight. Kipps ignored him.

“You should watch those reckless habits of yours. At this rate your agency will run into the ground before its third month. It would be too bad since you’re the last hope of so many Fittes’ rejects.”

y/n had been avoiding eye contact ever since she heard his voice, but those few words made her turn around. Kipps had his eyes set on George who was still talking to the girl at the reception, then focused back on Lockwood. Her ex-team leader didn’t pay her any attention, like he hadn’t noticed she was standing there. She looked at the team standing behind him. Bobby wasn’t there, instead Kipps was joined by a tall brown-haired guy and a girl about his size with black hair tied neatly into a ponytail. She was relieved El wasn’t standing there judging her but the thought of them showing up to add another judgmental comment was too much to bear. She left in a hurry, walking briskly down the hall. She thought she heard her name being called from afar but all she wanted to do was get out of there.

She had a hard time adjusting to the night after the neon lights from the furnaces. She didn’t wait for her eyes to get used to the dark and started walking back to Portland Row. The walls were caving in on her chest, her lungs had shrunk. She had only been walking for five minutes when her knees buckled. She was shaking and struggling to breath. She was also getting really tired of being in this state again. What was it, like the third time in four days? She mustered the remaining strength she had to hail a night cab passing by. In the backseat, she tried her best to look normal, but anxiety was choking her. Tears burned her eyes. She was so focused on staying quiet she didn’t realize they were already there.

She pushed open the iron gate and climbed the familiar steps only to realize that she was locked out. Again. She tried to hold it together until she was inside and bent down to retrieve her hooks, but as soon as her knee touched the floor she collapsed and couldn’t stop the spiral that followed. Crouched in the doorway, she felt like she was suffocating. Tears were running down her face. Her nose was runny and she inhaled hoarsely through her mouth like air was running out. Her mind was racing, a thousand thoughts crossing her mind every second. She was a Fittes’ reject. That was her reputation now. Any potential employer in this field would only see that. It didn’t matter that she was talented, that would fade away soon enough. Saying she worked great under pressure would be a huge joke given her reaction now. She was just doing it for the attention anyway. To have someone care, pity her, reassure her that she didn’t do anything wrong. But she deserved all of this, she brought it all on herself. She was weak and easily influenced. She hadn’t been too bright and now she was a screw-up with no future. The harsh reality hit her like a train. Her career was over before it could even start and there was nothing she could do about it.

Desperation settled in. Her mind went blank. The voice in her head had gone silent for an instant. A shiver made her realize she was still outside. She picked the lock, got inside, grabbed a box of tissues from the living room and sat on the floor of the library in front of the fireplace. She felt so pathetic. She was pathetic. She blew her nose and dried her tears before lifting her head and noticing the ghost jar she had seen George with sitting in a pile of ashes. The skull inside frowned before making a horrible face at her. Great, one more person mocking her.

“Shut up.” She mumbled as she covered it with tissues.

She sat in the dark in silence, her anxiety clenching her stomach. She was staring into space when she heard the door open. The lights turned on and she heard Lockwood call her name. She tried to tell him she was in the library, but her voice caught in her throat. Tears filled her eyes once more. She hated the thought of Lockwood seeing her like this. Before she could think about moving to go anywhere else, she heard the relief in his voice as he said

“y/n, there you are! Are you okay?”

He sat down, his knew colliding with hers as he settled next to her. She avoided his gaze, ashamed.

“You shouldn’t listen to Kipps. He’s an idiot.”

“No… He’s right… I’m such a failure.” She admitted, defeated. A few more tears choked her again.

“I won’t let you say abominations like ‘Quill Kipps is right’ under my roof.” He said with a laugh as he draped his left arm over her shoulder. He brought her closer, resting her head on his shoulder. “And I can’t let you say that about yourself. You’re an amazing agent, y/n. I’ve always thought so.” He said in a gentle voice, that last part barely above a whisper.

“I threw my whole career away.” She sobbed. “I have no future.”

“Yes, you do.” He paused. “With us.” He said quietly.

Her breath caught. She looked up at him frowning, tears still filling her eyes.

“George and I already discussed hiring someone else now that we’ve set up the business. We could cover more interesting cases that would bring more publicity. Really you’d be doing us a favor.”

“That’s way too generous. Can you really do that?”

“It’s my company, I can do what I want. And you owe me, remember?” He gently nudged her with his elbow.

“Lockwood, I… I don’t know what to say…”

“Don’t worry. It’s a simple exchange of services. You help us take on larger cases, I help you out back. You also saved my life.” He added with a laugh. “So, call us even.” He kissed the top of her head before resting his chin in her hair.

She didn’t know how long they stayed like this. His steady breathing grounded her. Slowly, the dark thoughts that clouded her mind lifted. She suddenly realized how close they were. What was she doing? Just three days ago she hated this guy. She felt self-conscious all of a sudden and straightened up, feigning reaching for a tissue.

“Technically, I saved your life twice.”

“She’s back!” He grinned proudly.

A discreet smile lit up her face.

“So how did you get in, exactly?” He crossed his arms.

She settled back next to him, her back against the sofa, and reached into her sock. He scoffed at the sight of her lock picking tools.

“Should I be scared?”

“It’s just a trick my dad taught me.” She assured him with a delighted look on her face. “It’s actually very useful.”

“Remind me to put better locks on the doors.”

“Fine, I like a challenge.” She winked.

His eyes hadn’t left hers, and she felt the same pull she had a few hours earlier. The intensity of his stare lit up every time he laughed, making the brown of his irises even warmer. She felt hypnotized, her self-consciousness gone and forgotten. She could have stayed there all night.

The front door slammed.

“Could you at least tell me when you go home? I looked for you everywhere at the furnaces!”

y/n jumped at the noise and stood up abruptly.

“I’m sorry George, it’s my fault. I tend to run away when things get difficult…” She apologized.

“Kipps was being a jerk, I should have warned you I was going after her.” Lockwood added.

“Well, you really missed out. Norrie told me that strange things have been going on for the past two weeks.”

“Norrie?” She asked.

“The girl at the furnaces. Apparently sources have gone missing, ovens get turned on late, records keep disappearing…”

“Maybe management isn’t up to the task.”

“Maybe, but I think it’s connected to Dufour.”

#lockwood and co fic #ukuwrites #lockwood and co #anthony lockwood x reader #anthony lockwood x y/n #who follows the rules anyway #save lockwood & co #lockwood & co #anthony lockwood #george karim #quill kipps

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toastytoaster22 · 5 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @wingsonghalo

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

47!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

753,979 holy shit

3. What fandoms do you write for?

These days just Mob Psycho 100, but I have written for Digimon Adventure and Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle as well.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

A little surprised by number 5 here! its such a teeny fic compared to the others.

Issho 2. Break 3. A Mother Muses 4. Socha 5. Stars on My Ceiling

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try! There was a big gap in 2022 where i had a newborn and zero time and energy, but usually I try to get a thank you out to everyone.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm the "happy ending guaranteed" author so very few of my fics end sad, but I do have a Digimon fic called Hugs Are Like Vitamins that is an exception to the rule. Very sad ending.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

The end of Issho is probably the most satisfying ending, but I am unsure if its the happiest. Honestly, Stars on My Ceiling is cavity inducing. Effervescent is also painfully sweet. Chapter three of Into Bloom. all of these are pure fluff.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Extremely rarely. It has happened, and I don't engage. Deleted! Goodbye!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

You know, I don't consider Leaps and Bounds smut. Its a fic that has a lot of explicit sex in it, but the story is about learning to be comfortable in the bedroom. If the sex is sexy, that's a bonus hahaha

10. Do you write crossovers?

I haven't yet, but I think about them sometimes...

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge. Here's hoping it stays that way.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Two, I think! Break was translated into Russian by @teawithbread!!! Thanks so much!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, I think I would be a nightmare to work with actually. I have had people ask and I politely decline.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I am not very into romance in general, so I have to say TeruMob. They're basically the only ship I care about. I enjoy the idea of TaKari in Digimon but more as soulmates... could be platonic or romantic. They are inseparable no matter what.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My Never Hopeless sequel, A Dream In The Dark. UGHHHHHHHHH its only on ff.net bc i am so ashamed of dropping a project. I do still have the BINDER i wrote all my notes in though so perhaps when I am 80 I can dig it up and finish it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Children! Hello! I write realistic children! And connecting readers to memories they forgot they had, apparently. Its a frequent comment topic.

I'm very good at describing hard to describe emotions and I think my pacing is good. I like writing endings that punch you with a final line to tie it all together. I'm a sucker for that shit.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I slow down dialogue with a few too many movement descriptions, I think. I just really like body language aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I am too tired to really think this through. For the most part, seeing as I am writing for shows that are originally in Japanese, I try to keep food names accurate. I try to translate words unless they have no english equivalent like genkan. Foyer or entryway doesn't feel the same? I also tend to keep specific titles in japanese, seeing as they can get awkward or clunky when changed to english equivalents.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

On Ao3 it was Digimon and that's all you're getting out of me.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I love all my children equally (Issho). But no seriously Break is insanely good and when i have Nightjar finished I will feel like its my new favorite child. Usually its whatever the last thing i wrote was.

UUUUUUUUU Tagging @ygodmyy20 @sodasexual @babovens @and-devi-remains @fizzy-champagne

#toasty writes #thanks for the tag wing!#havent done one of these in a while #mp100 #toasty answers but it wasn't an ask shut up

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hibernationsuit · 2 months

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5 Songs, 3 Outfits

Thanks for tagging me @spaceratprodigy aaaaa this is so fun <3

Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear

Tagging @vvanessaives @elvves @yrlietlanaevyss @cilantlis @quickhacked @reaperkiller @velocitic @dickytwister @katsigian @edgepunk @devilbrakers @babylon5 @ncytiri and everyone else who wants to do this 🤍 (+ no pressure to do this obviously hehe)

picked toby for this hehe :3 also switching it to be outfits first, songs later bc i added commentary for the songs and they're under read more. hehe. i also added a bonus song there.

Outfits

sources: one / two / three

Tobias likes comfortable clothes and has a high preference for oversized sweaters and shirts. He also likes wearing flannel shirts or soft warm jackets <3 He likes somewhat neutral, earthly tones, but isn't afraid to use funny patterns either :)

Songs:

Firestorm - Siamés: Toby's a guy who easily goes to do something he really wants, especially when highly motivated, and has accepted the fact that this road can and will have lots of "falls" and problems for him. He's still going forward :) idk man this whole song just reminds me of him <3 also, these lyrics: "to be in the glory, you'll have to survive to your falls"

Black Mambo - Glass Animals: I think going against the higher-ups is a big part of Toby's story and personality tbh. This man has many opinions and he is not afraid to say them. Or blow a whistle or two. Also can be seen as the whole "some guy goes against the Halcyon Board" song.

So Much Love - Depeche Mode: I remember this one uquiz calling Toby sooooo much. This guy has so much love to give and does that all the time, he wants people to feel good, feel loved. Something something, also Dave Gahan saying this about the song: "It's like we have so much love here, we really do, but we're afraid to use it and access it." Based on what we know abt tow universe, I doubt it's better there, so showing vulnerability or doing something nice might indeed look "weird"/"unusual"/"not productive" and thus may even be looked down upon?? idk man.

Dying to Live - Poets of the Fall: honestly no matter what i said above?? toby doesn't like showing his true self to other people and gets, well, ashamed? scared? when forced to talk about himself or explain why he did something and all. He also tends to overthink everything so much :/ Which then has kinda lead to also kinda missing out on many things in fear sjfkkfkgnfkfn

Shine - Dave Gahan & Soulsavers: honestly just toby vibed song. also somehow relates to toby's optimism <3

BONUS SONG which is strongly related to young long hair Toby

Fear of a Blank Planet - Porcupine Tree: i was listening to songs that were in control at some point and idk why but the moment this was on i suddenly got?? so many long hair toby thoughts??? very fitting for him honestly. Obviously only some parts of the lyrics are fitting (which seems to be the case for most songs) but um. yeah. thank my obsession with control soundtrack for accidentally creating long hair toby. After leaving the family he kinda got into this very...unhealthy kind of behavior in which he basically either spent his time working A Lot (or doing some side gigs bc no matter how smart you are i doubt a junior chemist's salary in udl would let you pay for your rent and necessities properly) or spent in clubs or sitting all alone at his apartment doing something or having sex. Additionally I'd mention how his substance use got v high, specifically smoking and drugs. I'm pretty sure corporations actually encouraged their workers to use them to get better productivity and all even on Earth, and while Toby didn't really care abt the whole 'be profuctive' thing, boy did he enjoy getting rid of feelings and having more focus.

#tag game #oc: tobias

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steviewashere · 9 days

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Headcanon Game

Little game I was tagged in by @queenie-ofthe-void which is a fun little thing! Though my Steve headcanons are what got me hate last time, I am willing to do this. (Because it's fun and not that serious). So here's a mix of Eddie and Steve headcanons that I've recently drafted up <3

Rules

-> Share 5 - 10 headcanons about your favorite Stranger Things character or ship

-> Tag the number people for as many headcanons you list (Or don't, no worries! Tagging can be stressful and this should just be for fun!)

@scoops-aboy86 @hotluncheddie @ataliagold @spectrum-spectre @pearynice

@puppy-steve

and anybody else who'd like to do this, I'm leaving it open!

Steve and Eddie headcanons below the cut!

Steve:

When the GameBoy releases in America, he buys one thinking it would be fun to have at his house. Specifically for when people come over to just sit in silence or after a nightmare, it gives them something sort of relaxing to do. However, since Tetris is the only game he could get, Steve gets really involved in it. He’s nearly beaten the game three times. (Robin, Eddie, and Nancy have to hold an intervention for him when he recluses for three days in a row—the entire time spent on Tetris.)

Makes lists all the time. Both for his forgetfulness and out of enjoyment. Will make lists like: grocery lists, prescriptions and times to take them, people’s favorite foods, things people need and would be good for gifts. But also: My favorite books, My favorite basketball players. (Those are ones he makes when he gets especially bored)

The childhood stuffed animal that he still has is a little light brown bear, it’s overly stuffed in the tummy, missing one of its beady eyes, and has been thoroughly cuddled. The fur is worn down and matted. But he still loves the bear after all it’s been through, will get extremely offended if you tell him to get rid of it. The bear’s name is Moon—named at the same time he learned to read Goodnight Moon. (When he was a kid, right before he’d fall asleep, he used to tell his bear: “Goodnight Moon.”His mom thought it was adorable.)

Big pickle enjoyer, but will give his pickles to Eddie, Robin, and Nancy. (He tells them that he actually hates pickles, but they immediately know he’s lying. Eddie went to his house one day to hang out and caught him elbow deep in a jar of pickles.)

Collects stickers, though he’s too afraid to use them on anything. So he keeps them stockpiled in a shoebox under his bed. But, if he sees one in his collection that reminds him of one of his friends, he’ll give them one. (Nancy gets a little Strawberry Shortcake sticker, he saw one of the 1970s Strawberry Shortcake greeting cards in her room one time. Robin receives a Robin sticker, Steve has a Batman sticker to match. Eddie receives a Metallica sticker that Steve picked up in a record store. Dustin gets a Star Wars sticker sheet. Max has a Wonder Woman sticker.)

Eddie:

Kicks ass at NES games. Specifically Castlevania, Donkey Kong, and Final Fantasy. (Loves the Advanced Dungeons & Dragons NES titles when they release in America. And The Bard’s Tale.) (Buys his own NES in 1989 and gets a copy of the Back to the Future game for Steve to play. It sucks ass, but they enjoy themselves anyway.)

He learned to read by being read to. His mom would sit and read Goodnight Moon to him, Runaway Bunny, The Hobbit & The Lord of the Rings, and the Serendipity book series (so self-indulgent. I have a good few of my mom’s Serendipity collection, so I’ve read them. Also, I learned to read by being read to, too.)

He was definitely a theater kid the first three years of his high school experience, but was forced to drop after he failed his first senior year. But, he was able to do a few shows. Played the Cowardly Lion in The Wizard of Oz, Motel in Fiddler on the Roof, and acted in a few student directed one-act plays. Otherwise, if he wasn’t cast, he was doing run crew as part of the tech theater program.

If one of his customers is smoking for the first time, he’ll ask if they have somebody to smoke with. And if they don’t, he’ll offer to sit with them. Just in case they end up having a bad time. He’s a drug dealer, not a monster.

Is a blue grass and country boy at heart, but he won’t show that. Unless he’s around Wayne. That part of him is intimate and exclusive, he’ll only share it with the people who have shown to him that they love and care about him. Why? Because his mom and Wayne are people who like that kind of music, showed it to him, and always had a supportive hand on his shoulders. (Gareth, Jeff, and Freak are the first friends he shares this music with. They don’t judge him for it. Dustin earns that spot, too, after Vecna (like, immediately after).Steve and Robin are the next, they like it, too.)

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Can you tell that I learned to read through Goodnight Moon? And that I was a theater kid? And that I used to be addicted to Tetris? AND I used to collect stickers as a kid and keep them in a binder like baseball cards because I was afraid to put them anywhere? Anyway.

#tag game #headcanon game #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #my headcanons

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thats-h0w-th3-light-g3ts-in · 27 days

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• G A M E A L E R T •

Tagged by @theluckydimecaper and as always glad to participate!

RULES: put 5 songs you actually listen to, then tag 10 people.

Okay first of all — let me explain:

I do listen to other musicians than Fleetwood Mac I have actually 10.000 songs on my iPod (yes I still have an iPod, no I don’t use spotify) and some of my favorite songs are probably, subjectively spoke, even ’better’ than some of the Fleetwood Mac songs chosen here but right now I just CAN‘T listen to anything else. I am sorry. I haven’t listened to anything but Fleetwood Mac for months. That‘s just how it is.

Also, I‘m gonna elaborate a bit on the songs I chose because I like to force myself and my opinions onto people.

Here we go:

1. Sentimental Lady - Fleetwood Mac

From the Bare Trees album vocals by Bob Welch

I just love that song, it has such an enchanting chorus I could just sing it all day long. Plus Chris‘ voice in the background of the original FMac version is just the cherry on top of the … you know what I mean. I love Bob Welch, so underrated.

2. Show Me a Smile - Fleetwood Mac

From the Future Games album vocals by Christine McVie

This song isn’t particularly special melody wise but I just wonder so much about the lyrics. Chris never had any kids and I highly suspect the song was written about the men surrounding her. They were merely boys back then especially Danny Kirwan. I think she sometimes must have felt like the only grown up in the room. Sadly, we‘ll never know, but it‘s a beautiful and sweet song for sure.

3. Sweet Girl - Fleetwood Mac

From The Dance live album vocals by Stevie Nicks

I‘ve read somewhere that Stevie wrote that song for Christine and that makes me tear up. She wrote it for The Dance in 1998, they hadn’t been very close back then and I think Stevie very much regretted that. It reflects in the lyrics. I think she wanted so much to let Chris into her life during that weird period of her klonopin addiction but she just couldn’t and she felt sorry for that.

4. Only Over You - Fleetwood Mac

From Mirage vocals by Christine McVie

When she sings: ‘Angel please don‘t go.‘ my heart shatters into a million pieces. I‘m actually a strong advocate for John McVie but the true story is that their marriage didn’t last and at some point Dennis Wilson came in and Chris loved him very much. She just couldn’t keep up with him and so it wasn’t to be and I think she was sad about having to face reality.

5. Bleed to Love Her - Fleetwood Mac

From The Dance live album vocals by Lindsey Buckingham

Man The Dance is a great album. I chose this mainly because shit you‘ve gotta give Lindsey some credit. He is a god on the guitar and his songs are more than worthy. Bleed to Love Her just sticks in your head and I love that.

Sorry for the novel. You may comment, I love hearing your views.

I‘m tagging my homies always there for me liking my stuff — you are great , I appreciate you and if you feel up to it you can participate in this game.

@stevienicksquotes @zeharah @gifterscrews @whatso-never @tusktrek @bluelamps @tinatina6 @lightning-str1kes @lovesahscoven @thewolveswithin @neuroprincess

#game #music #songs #fleetwood mac #christine mcvie #stevie nicks #lindsey buckingham #bob welch

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totaldramafan-lauri · 6 months

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Make Use Of Me (chapter 1, preview)

Dec. 7 EDIT: ONCE MORE, WITH BRAVERY THIS TIME. No more chickening out. You can read this thing FOR REAL now. Sorry for being weird, and now....sorry if this wasn't worth it. XD

O-OK...here goes....

First thing's first: I am not expecting a lotta people to read this. I'm not asking people to read this. At this point, I'm making this mostly as a passion project, and if anyone enjoys it, it'll be a really cool bonus. My writing style isn't gonna be for everyone, and the characters I write aren't the most....popular characters in the CRK X Reader community, and I imagine this isn't really something a lotta fans'll be demanding more of.

This is LONG. This one chapter is 56 pages long. I am a VERY wordy writer,

So......why'm I posting this preview? Well....partially as an interest gauge for people who WOULD wanna read it, but...mostly as a motivator. As something to remind myself of whenever I get lazy. After all....I can't quit after I made the first chapter public, right? By doing that, I put myself out there...And, hey, I even tagged it, so, if by the off chance, someone did read it, I'm basically promising them more eventually.....

But, again, I'm not forcing anyone to read this.

Not only is it long, but.....This first chapter is probably my least-favorite thing I've ever written. By posting this chapter by itself, I'm testing to see if it does its job of making people wanna read the rest, cuz....right now, I'm not so sure how well it succeeds at that.....

This is the boring part of the story. It's a bunch of setup, and me jumping through hoop after hoop after hoop to just get everything started. I know setup is important and all, but....I'm already a very wordy writer, so....oof....There is some interesting stuff that happens, but it takes a while to get there.

I-I....kinda hate it, actually. The only reason I didn't scrap it is that I didn't realize I hated it until I was about halfway through it and the "good part" hadn't started yet. And I still spent a month writing the thing, so....I finished it.

I'm tagging this...as an experiment. If you wanna read this, go ahead. W-well, read my tags first, THEN go ahead. XD

All I can really say in this chapter's defense is that....I do try my best to salvage it. It's just setup, but I TRIED to make it interesting. And everything that seems like it didn't go anywhere, will later. This isn't the whole story, it's just the beginning of what's gonna be a BIG story. Anything that seems weird in this chapter, gets explored in the other chapters. This does set up a bunch of stuff that becomes important later (The friend character shows up later, the Colosseum becomes relevant later). This chapter is boring, but I tried not to make any of it pointless.

For the future: I'm aiming for five chapters. Chapters 2 and 3 will be a series of smaller vignettes that take place over the course of a few years, chapter 4 will be the climax, and chapter 5 will be something of an epilogue. After that, there will be two endings to choose from (which will make sense when we get there).

This probably won't be my favorite thing I've ever written, but it will be the most ambitious thing I've ever, and probably will ever, write. I haven't written something like this before, and it's all to flesh out this story and make it believable.

Right now, I.....I want to finish this. I'll probably still be writing this in February at the rate I'm going, but...at this point, I've put too much into it to give up on it. However, I'm STILL not completely ruling out the idea of my motivation dying before then. It COULD happen. So, what I'm planning to do is...setting a short-term goal of finishing chapter 3. After I do that, I'll post the first three chapters on AO3 together, and work on the rest. That way, even if I don't finish it, I'll at least have it over half done, and chapter 3 will end on a somewhat high note.

So, yyyyeah....Not a lotta people will read this preview. Overly wordy writing style + boring setup part of story + 56 pages long + assumed lack of interest for X Readers of this character (At least, I haven't SEEN many simps for her, m-maybe I'm wrong, I might be, I-I haven't checked any tags cuz I've been nervous, b-but it doesn't make my writing any better. In that case, this is my first time writing her so I'm trying super hard to do her justice >//////<)

I-if you wanna read this, and see if this first chapter does a good job of making you wanna read the better chapters, then...Go ahead.....

Some notes:

-This is still not the final draft. It's finalized enough for me to share, but I'm still not considering it finished. Even tho I'm working on chapter 3 right now, I STILL go back and edit this, even very recently. So, chances are, even if the story is finalized, small details and sentences are still subject to change. I know for a fact that there are still SOME placeholder bits in here that will change after I get some stuff cleared up. Recently, I even considered chopping off an entire section to make it shorter. I decided not to, but hey, it could still happen. I don't wanna waste anyone's time. The first chapter of a story, even if it's boring, is still very important, and I wanna make sure it's the best version of itself.

(A-and yes, this means that I've finished chapter 2 as well. The reason I'm not sharing it is that, unlike chapter 1, it was finished VERY recently, so I might still need to give myself time to edit it. From what I have, tho, I do like it a LOT more than chapter 1. There are some parts of chapter 2 that I'm legit proud of.)

-Even tho this first chapter is completely clean, I-I should mention that....this fic is for adults. The full version, at least. Chapters 3 and 4 are gonna contain some light N/S/F/W moments (the "fade to black" variety, so nothing explicit) and there'll be other slightly racey comments here and there. Just a heads-up. I'm gonna be uncomfy with minors reading this.

Th-that's all? I-I think that's all.......O-OK, so......h-here goes..... E-enjoy....

#fics by lauri #fanfic preview #WARNING: UNFINISHED #THIS IS JUST THE FIRST CHAPTER #......AND ITS STILL A LONG READ #cookie run x reader #crk x reader #golden cheese cookie x reader #gender neutral reader #also contains a gender neutral 'friend' character you can do what you want with #basically i got inspired by that part in her bio that mentions how...#....shes always looking to add more loyal subjects #and it made me imagine the story of an outsider who gradually integrates into the kingdom and earns her approval #so its an underdog story basically #and there a LOT that the reader gets put through #reader is shy and socially awkward but can also be a bit more sarcastic than the other reader characters ive written #im aiming for a BIT more comedy than usual since its my first crk fic that doesnt take place in the humorless dark cacao kingdom XD #but yeah reader is a ball of anxiety #they get panic attacks later on #pre canon #VERY VERY VERY pre canon #takes place DECADES before canon #before um....the lost city became lost #its not virtual #no errors no avatars #just a technologically advanced city #power imbalance and god complex stuff all over the place cuz fghdhgfhdhfgh im weak for that part of her #also contains some themes of verbal abuse (from nameless characters toward reader)#and like i said it has some adult moments later on #contains a lot of time skips

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