#like i even went out of my way to get the memories and dungeons in turns so i wouldnt spoil anything

[ganondoodle]

I was at first in love with totk, and I still think mechanical wise, its quite impressive

And when I collected all the tears and saw the "story" I genuinely got upset in a good way (at first), because man! Did they really got the balls to go that far? Is there nothing I can do for her? Now I MUST do all the temples, see how it plays out and --oh, I've got this cutscene already. Why are all the people so dumb about Zelda, I KNOW where she is, Link say something-- Link??

After finishing all the temples and almost falling asleep, I stopped playing the game, looked up the last boss and remaining cutscenes and went "Thats it?"

Watching other people (including you) being critically about so many things, both character and mechanical wise, I've almost startled myself with a realization what the gnawing feeling I constantly had, actually was.

Totk feels like a fanfic.

And don't get me wrong, I love fanfiction, I think its great and important, I adore fanfic writers, I love finding gems, I love reading self indulgent stories, see new spins and interpretation of characters. I love the casual, the passion, the creativity!

But totk gives me the same feeling everytime I am reminded that Fifty Shades is a Twillight fanfic.

The world is there. The faces I know and grew to love are there. But everything is ever so slightly different, uncannily so. Just how some characters talk, how they act, how they were placed in the story. The Zonai appearing out of nowhere, but no, they always had been there you see, they were these super magical advanced people but they all died, the king is so tragic. And you see, the king is super cool and powerful and-- oh I dont get to interact with him outside of the tutorial. Did they try to do another King Rhoam-- but wait, that only worked because we didn't knew he was a ghost-- totk wait stop why do you take him out of the story, why couldn't he be a companion, he IS ABLE TO TALK THROUGH THE ARM LET THE OLD GOAT COMMENT ON STUFF?? If you bring up all this ancient stuff and you still got a ghost lingering, let him talk?? (I never ended up getting Mineru but I smell wasted potential as well)

Im not even mad, I am disappointed. It feels like the devs saw what all the lore hunters got attached to and talked about and then just... took the "cool". All the Zonai stuff could've easily been Sheikah tech, but got just reskinned to look more exciting instead of being its own thing.

Like... at this point I prefer what fans are doing over what Totk gave us. The characterization of Rauru (and everything Zonai), projects like you do of what totk couldve been, the little nuggets of actual highlights and details of love fans find in the game. I found much more enjoyment in these concepts than I got from a 70bucks game. And thats depressing.

I love fanfiction. I dont love it when my corporate 70 dollar, six year development, console exclusive game feels like a story that passionate fan couldve written miles better in a week (and I've already seen much cooler and interesting rewrites and ideas).

Zelda has been a huge part of my childhood and its depressing seeing it treated like that. It always was about the story, the epic, its The Legend of Zelda for crying out loud. To be courageous to enter a dungeon, to be wise and solve all the riddles. To become powerful over the journey you embarked on. Zelda to me is the campfire story you tell to others and go into the woods or the beach and imagine what monsters you would slay. Zelda is not the sandcastle you build in the sandbox and then add dinosaurs and star wars ships because you didn't had any other toys, and just stumble into and over some story to entertain yourself until lunch is ready.

I'd have an oracle of seasons over another totk any day at this point. They should've just make the mechanics of totk its own thing, but I guess they were scared it wouldn't sell if it doesn't have a Mario or Zelda skin straped over it.

Anyways, sorry for the mini rant - love your art, love your thoughts and insights, and I am looking forward to see more of it - Zelda related or not (your original characters look amazing, I adore your style sm)

Hope you have a great rest of the day!

*nods along through this entire rant*

idk how many of my rants you have read but yeah ... yeah ... and the further you think about it the further it all falls apart, the wasted potential of it all and the goddamn audacity of them to do those interviews in which they make it EVEN WORSE is just

i know the expectation for a direct sequel to botw was huge and understandbly so but i really REALLY think it would not have been that hard to make it a good follow up even taking into account that totk was originally a DLC, pretty much all of botws aspects could have been developed further, i dont know what could have happened to make totk have turned out like this .. literally it feels like something had to have gone wrong, its like someone who doesnt know zelda nor botw at all was given a few prompts and then just made some generic fantasy story while the rest worked on ultrahand for 5 years

the technical impressive things ARE technical impressive, but i dont think it was necessary nor served the game well in any way (and i LOVE building games- however totk is neither a building game nor a story game nor a zelda game nor an exploration game nor a sequel imo) but zelda, this zelda, is not made for that and i cant help but think it was mainly to encourage people to make some ridiculous mechs so it can go viral on tiktok (not trying to discredit them, it IS cool what they are doing but i .... have my doubts if zelda is the right place for that)

ill stop there bc i have ranted so much about everything i dont wanna repeat it here again; it just doesnt feel like a real game (derogatory), it feels extra bad bc i was not really into zelda when botw came out and while i did get it as soon as i could (months after release since i just started a minijob and didnt have the money) i only over time grew to love zelda this much again, devouring any theories and anything about it bc i loved it so much- i was never into it like this when a new title was announced and dont own any special editions so i bought the totk collectors bc i was just so damn excited for it after the 2019 trailer dropped (god i want that time back ... it looked so much more like it was going to be an actual sequel) even if i was already worried it wouldnt be good at that point given how much i started to sense stuff i dont like about the newer trailers

i recently sold it at our local gameshop bc it was like a thorn in my side given how expensive it was and how dissapointed i was in the game, i genuinely think that, technical impressiveness aside, totk is the onyl zelda i truly cannot stand (for alot of reasons) and im genuinely worried for the future of the franchise

i bought an Oki (Okami) figurine for what i got back and i feel much happier with that :3

(also on a note, i did finish the game two weeks after release but stopped playing it right then and hadnt touched it since, i also streamed all of what i played and its still up if you want to see my slow descend into madness fjkdhkdhjk though its been a long while since then and i by far did not talk about everything back then, just what my most immediate frustrations were while still playing)

(also the gameplay isnt as good as people make it out to be, so much is so frustrating and punishing to use i am kinda baffled it got through like that and most people call that its best aspect ..... though i guess if the rest is so much worse even mid gameplay can seem good ooooooooh how dare i)

also thank you for liking what i do!!! <3 it means alot to know it is appreciated by someone :D

#ganondoodles answers #zelda #totk #ganondoodles rants #in my playthorugh i genuinely tried to be super open to what its offering me #but i think its pretty clear that i could see were it was going pretty soon and tried to fight my fear #and then i ended up being right #like i even went out of my way to get the memories and dungeons in turns so i wouldnt spoil anything #and still you can see me get sadder and dissappointed with each new memory i got #and the time it truly all started to crumble was when i discovered what they did to the shrine of life #pretty sure after i got all the lightroots and all i got was a you did it sticker i jsut gave up and went to the end #and after that i found the endfight fun so i played it a few more times #but the last few streams were mostly me ranting jkdfngvkjdfnhgjkdf #for this price its pretty bad #idk why so many people are okay with this tbh #zelda fans deserve better #i think the wasted potential and insulting treatment of both lore - botw and even the player is what frustrates me so much #sidenote i love the username bc there sure are words #alot of them even #(good) #i have done so much ranting it feels good to read someone elses rant about similar frustrations

[tooearlyforthis]

The Book | Steve Harrington

Guess who's still on a Stranger Things kick! If anyone has any Steve stories they like please send them my way!

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Synopsis: Christmas, the best time of year to eat sweets, enjoy time with your family, and find out your best friend is in love with you.

(Slightly inspired by More Memories to Make by @hairrington - go check this one out it's great- also small moment inspired by the show Friends)

Warnings: little bit of fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining

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Christmas, the most wonderful time of the year. Slay bells ring, snow glistens, and y/n y/l has too many people in her home. She didn’t know why she volunteered to have the holiday party at her house this year, but, here she was, the house was packed with teenagers - plus the few newly-turned adults in their friend group.

She grabbed another tray of cookies from her kitchen. The room was already a mess, dishes stacking up in the sink, sprinkles all over the countertops. But that didn’t stop Robin Buckley, from taking a spoon and scooping up a wad of icing directly from the jar. 

“Robin!” y/n explained. 

Trying to swallow the icing to speak, she held up her hands. “I’m innocent!” Robin pleaded. 

y/n rolled her eyes. “Come on, secret santa is about to start.”

A smile appeared on her friend's face as she walked over to take the cookies into the living room, stealing one for herself in the process. As they entered the grand living space, they saw the other guests light up at the restocking of their deserts. 

y/n settled into the couch as she watched the younger kids dive forward for the cookies on the coffee table. Smiling, she felt the couch shift as someone sat down beside her. 

“Did I miss the cookie refill?” asked Steve Harrington. 

“Unfortunately, yes.”

He groaned in frustration. “Damn, your cookies are the best.”

y/n leaned close to his ear for only him to hear. “I may have hid a box of them away for us older kids for when the others go to sleep.”

Watching as his face lit up, he pulled her into a hug. “Yes! You really are the best, y/n.”

She felt her heart flutter at his words. Ever since she saw him back in high school, she felt herself swooning over him. At first, she hated herself for it. She didn’t even know the guy and if she was being honest, he was kind of a jerk. 

And then the Upside Down happened and she was dragged along by her best friend, Jonathan Byers. Not too soon after shit started to go down did Steve enter the picture. She saved him from a demogorgon in the Byer’s house and that was the first time they had ever spoken.

y/n knew that from the moment he held out his hand and said, “Thanks for saving my life, I’m Steve Harrington,” her crush was not in vain. His warm smile, the soft shake of his hand…it was hard to stay away from. 

She had kept a polite distance, knowing that he went after the girls he liked. If he was going to ask her out, he would have done it by now, so being just friends would have to do. But then those little moments would happen. The glance a second too long, the friendly smile in the hall. One look and y/n would find herself falling for him all over again. 

She held in her breath as he continued to hug her, trying her best not to look into his eyes, when Nancy called out to silence the busy room. 

“Okay everyone, let’s begin!” Nancy announced sitting down, next to her boyfriend. 

Mike was the first to go, opening a new set of Dungeons and Dragons books from Will. He marveled over them, engulfing his friend in a huge hug.

Will got a new set of paints from Lucas who had recently learned of his friend's artistic skills, he was pretty proud of his present. 

Lucas was shocked when he unwrapped a brand new basketball from Nancy. He didn’t even know how she knew he played but didn’t question it. 

Nancy was next to open, getting a new set of journals from Robin. She smiled at her new writing books, happy since she had told Robin a few weeks prior she was almost out. 

Robin was beyond ecstatic when she opened up a pack of language-learning cassette tapes. Dustin had given it to her, hoping that she would wanna learn Russian properly and not through some weird coded messages. 

Dustin was also pleased with his gift from Max. As he opened up a new collection of hats, hugging his friend tightly, y/n felt a tug on her own shoulder. She turned to see that Steve had snaked his arm around her, pulling her closer to him. 

He didn’t even turn to look at her, staring out at Max who was opening a new skateboard from Eleven. He acted like this was normal, that putting his arm around her was a daily occurrence; it definitely was not. 

The more he did these things, the harder it was getting to hide her true feelings. She hadn’t really told anyone about them, even though Jonathan had teased her about it in the past. Trying to forget about it and move on, she slowly untangled herself from him, seeing Eleven open a set of Wonder Woman comics from her older step-brother. 

It was the perfect excuse to move away, watching as Jonathan opened his present from her. He smiled as he saw the new rolls of film she had gotten him packaged with some photos of their group she had taken with a disposable camera. 

He smiled at her, getting up from his chair with Nancy hugging her. “Thanks, y/n, I love it.”

“Of course,” she said softly as they pulled away. 

Quickly a voice sounded from beside her. “Okay, y/n why don’t you open your present?”

She turned with a raised eyebrow to see Steve with his arms crossed staring at them. Sitting back down next to him she grabbed her present. “I take it you got me for secret santa?”

He shrugged as she began to unwrap the present. “Maybe.”

Finally able to get all the wrapping off, she gaped at the present before her. It was a first edition copy of Anne of Green Gables, her favorite book growing up. The binding was fragile as she turned it in her hands, opening the first page gently. 

“Oh my god Steve!” she exclaimed, pulling him into a tight hug. She could feel his palm flat against her back. “Thank you so much, this is amazing!”

As they pulled away she could see him try to hide his smile. “It was nothing,” he said, trying to play it off cool. 

Smiling she turned back to the book, not even paying attention to Steve opening a can of Farrah Fawcett spray and a fanny pack that said #1 Mom on it from Mike - he really thought it was a clever gift. 

For the rest of the party, the book was all she could think about. After finishing the tray of cookies and another round of hot chocolate, after she left the room to go start cleaning the mountain of dishes, she thought about how it must of costed Steve a fortune to get the book.

“Need help?” said a voice. She looked up to see that Steve had already walked over, helping to start drying the dishes she was washing. 

She smiled at him as they washed and dried, the debate over what music to play echoing in from the other room. “Thanks again for the gift,” she said. “You really didn’t have to.”

“It was nothing,” he brushed off, picking up another plate. “You used to reread that book every year. I figured it was important to you.”

“It is…” she trailed off, thinking of all the sappy memories from her childhood she had with that book, ones she didn’t need to be remembering at this moment. Changing the subject, she said, “We’re going to have to set up all the mattresses soon.”

He chuckled. “I still can’t believe you’re letting everyone sleep over. There’s like thirteen of us.”

“Ten,” she corrected him. “But still, we never get to have a normal day. I wanted all of us together.”

Looking up from the glass he was drying, Steve gave her a smile, it slowly fading as she watched him notice something from behind her. She turned her head to see Jonathan walking up, grabbing another plate to clean.

“Am I missing the party here?” he asked. 

“No, no uh…” Steve stumbled out, putting his glass down. “I’m just gonna go check on everyone…” He gave a weak smile towards her before walking out of the room.

“That was weird,” y/n said, turning back to her dish. 

“Hmm I think Steve is jealous,” Jonathan said, nudging her.

“Jealous? Why would he be jealous?” she laughed. 

“Because you and I have always been close. And because no matter how close you get we’ll always be closer.”

“That’s stupid, he has nothing to be jealous over. Plus, no offense Jonathan, he could beat you up in a second if he wanted to.”

“I know, I know,” he responded, grabbing another dish to clean. “I think if you just told him he wouldn’t be jealous anymore.”

“Told him what?”

“That you like him.”

y/n set down her dish and stared at him shocked. “I do not like him.”

“You sure do, I saw, even when we were in school together.”

y/n snorted. “In school, I was dating Frank Butcher. Why would I date someone if I liked Steve?”

Jonathan shrugged. “A distraction?”

“Very funny Jonathan, but as I said, I don’t like him." 

“Keep telling yourself that y/l. I see the way you look at him.”

“And how do I look at him?”

Jonathan set down his plate too, staring back. “With love.”

She knew her best friend was observant but she also thought she was being discreet. “This is stupid. Come on, we can finish the dishes later.”

Pulling him by the arm, the two teens made their way back into the giant living room. As the kids laughed on the floor, fighting over what record to play, she spotted Steve grabbing his coat.

Her smile faded as she approached him. “Hey, where are you going?”

Looking up at her, he stuttered over his words. “I-I forgot I have to do something before my parents get back in town…I’m sorry I have to go.”

“Wait-” Before she could finish her sentence the door slammed behind him.

She stared in disbelief. Why would he just walk out like that? It was so unlike him. Was he jealous? No, that was stupid. If he was jealous, he would have made it known; Steve wasn’t one to mask his emotions well.

Turning back around, she felt everyone’s eyes on her. “What are you guys doing?” she asked, slightly annoyed. “Put something on.”

Dustin was the first to move, finally selecting a Christmas album. The music filled the room as y/n sat down next to Robin on the couch.

“What was that about?” Robin asked her.

“I have no idea…” she responded.

The two girls sat in silence, watching as Jonathan pulled Nancy to her feet to dance with him. She blushed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. 

“They are so annoyingly cute.”

“Tell me about it.”

Lucas was next to stand up, trying to pull Max up with him but she wouldn’t budge. He opted to just sit on the floor with her as they listened to the music. The rest of the kids huddled around them, setting up the new campaign that Mike got. 

It was nice, all being together without some threat looming over them. The dancing and laughter, this was what growing up was supposed to feel like. She just wished that Steve had stayed to see it. She did not buy his excuse to leave for a second but could tell there was something going on with him. The boy had been through enough these past few years and y/n knew that letting him sort it out on his own was probably the best option. 

The night went on and eventually, the kids helped bring down the mattresses. They all complained, wanting El to use her powers to levitate them down herself but y/n insisted some actual help would do them some good. 

As the mattresses were set up for the younger kids and the guest rooms made up for the older kids, they all gathered back into the living room for a movie. 

“I think we should watch Ghostbusters,” Dustin exclaimed.

Max groaned, “Dustin we watched that last week, no way.”

“Oh come on!”

“Max is right,” Mike agreed, “Let’s watch Empire Strikes Back instead.”

That launched a whole other debate that had all the kids divided. “Why don’t we just let y/n pick all right? It’s her house!” Will said. “y/n?” Too engrossed in her secret santa present, it took multiple tries to get her to listen. 

“What? She finally asked being pulled out of the book. “I don’t care as long as everyone agrees.”

Robin furrowed her eyebrows next to her friend. “That must be some book you got there huh?” she asked.

“An expensive one,” Jonathan added, earning him a slap on the shoulder from Nancy.

“Is it really surprising?” Nancy asked. “Steve’s got money why not spend it?”

“Yeah,” Robing chimed in. “Remember when he fell in love with you, Nance? You told me how he bought you that ridiculously expensive necklace I mean-” The words hit her as she was saying them. “Nothing, I meant nothing, never mind. 

y/n felt her brain falter for a moment. “Wait, Robin what did you just say?”

“Nothing! I said nothing!”

She leaned forward towards Robin. “Robin,” she persisted. “What did you just say?”

“I-I” Robin didn’t know what to say. She wasn’t supposed to say that, y/n wasn’t supposed to find out this way. 

“Did you say he loves me?” 

She looked around the room at all of her friends. They sat quietly, not wanting to make matters worse. It was Jonathan that finally confessed the truth. 

“Yes, all right? He’s in love with you. But you clearly love him so what's the big deal?” he said. 

“You knew?”

“We all knew,” Lucas said quietly. “He forced us not to say anything but if we’re being honest he’s pretty bad at hiding it.”

Max slapped his arm at that. “He wanted to tell you in his own time,” she said.

Jonathan jumped back in. “He told me that he was gonna tell you when he pulled your name for secret santa. I guess he thought you would understand with the book or he chickened out…”

The room was quiet as y/n tried to process what was happening. Why was she talking to them about this and not Steve himself? Without thinking, she stood up abruptly. 

“I-I need to leave,” she said, grabbing the book Steve had gotten her and her keys that hung next to the front door. 

“It’s your house!” Mike yelled out.

“I’ll be back later, Nancy’s in charge!” she yelled before slamming the door and running to her car. 

Steve's house was only about ten minutes away which gave her less time that she had liked to think through it all. Everything about tonight somehow felt more clear with this new knowledge. She now realized how he wrapped her arm around her was definitely not in a friend's only kind of way. It probably made his heart flutter the same way it made hers. 

Robin was right too, he did buy expensive things for the ones he loves. She remembered when Nancy showed her that necklace back when they first got together. Then, there was the kitchen “argument”if you could call it that. Maybe Jonathan was right, maybe he was jealous. Even if they did get together, both of them would know that she would always be closer to Jonathan and y/n understands why being reminded of that would make him upset. 

But then again, it made her mad. Mad that she had been crushing on him forever only to find out he was doing the same. Why did he treat her differently than the other girls he liked? He would tell them right away, asking them to go on a date but with her? He stayed silent, only for her to find out through her other friends…

Finally, she pulled into his driveway, not even bothering to lock her car as she went up and knocked on his front door. The lights were on inside, and she could see a shadow step over the crack of light that shined from under the door. 

Steve opened it, stepping back slightly when he saw her on the other side. “y/n what-” She shoved the book into his chest, not knowing what else to do. He took it, confused. “Did you not like it?”

“No,” she said, crossing her arms. “I like it, that’s the problem.” It was probably too aggressive but she didn’t care, he had to answer for what she had learned. 

“I don’t understand-”

“How long have you known?” she interrupted him. 

He tilted his head, still not getting what was going on. “Known what?”

“How long have you been in love with me?”

That hit him like a ton of bricks. His mouth fell open slightly as he staggered back until hitting the table that stood in the entrance of his home. y/n moved inside, shutting the door behind her before turning back to him. 

“Who told you that?” he asked. 

“How long, Steve?” she persisted. 

His mouth was still open as he fiddled with the book in his hands. He looked down at it, running a finger along the spine. There was no point in denying now right? 

“Since you saved me from that demogorgon in ‘83…” he confessed. 

Now it was y/n who was shocked. That was way longer than she was expecting. “Three years, you’ve known for three years?”

“I’m sorry I should have told you but…” he trailed off, trying to take a deep breath to control his breathing. It was getting to him, keeping it a secret for all these years, too long for someone that didn't know. 

“You were the first person that ever gave two shits about me,” he continued, “Yeah, I had Nancy but, it was clear from the start she knew I wouldn’t make it past high school graduation. You were the first person that believed in me and pushed me to be better. You make me laugh in ways I didn’t think possible just…how was I not supposed to fall in love with you?”

“You could have told me, Steve. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. Yeah, I developed feelings for you but what if you didn’t like me back? What if we dated and then broke up? I wouldn’t just be losing love, I would be losing my best friend…Jonathan try to get me to tell you when I pulled your name for secret santa but, I couldn’t go through with it.”

He looked up at y/n who was staring down at her feet, unable to meet his gaze. It hurt, knowing how much he screwed up but there was no turning back now. 

“Are you mad I fell in love with you?” he asked. 

y/n shook her head as she lifted her gaze. He could see her eyes begin to water as she held them back.

“No,” she finally said, “I’m not mad because…” she took a deep breath, “I’m mad because I have loved you since the moment I saw you in high school and neither of us had the fucking balls to admit it.”

He froze, not expecting those words to come out of her mouth. Standing up straight, he took a step towards her. “Y-you love me?” She nodded as he took another step, watching him set the book down on the table behind him. “But after we met- in high school. You went out with that guy Frank-”

“Frank was just a distraction,” she interrupted, taking a step towards him until he towered over her. She looked up to meet his eyes. “It’s always been you, Steve.”

She felt as his hands reached up to cup both of her cheeks. His eyes darted back and forth between hers and her lips. He took in a deep breath, one she could feel because of how close they were standing. She let her arms fall around his waist, pulling him closer to her. 

“I’m going to kiss you now,” he said softly, their lips almost brushing. 

y/n leaned forward more. “I won’t stop you,” she managed to say before crashing her lips to his. 

Immediately, her grip on him tightened. He cupped her face with one hand as he dropped the other to wrap around her back. They held each other close as they deepened the kiss, moving their heads in rhythm with each other. 

She felt him start to move as they kissed, pulling her up to him. y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, leaning her full weight into him as he carried her into the living room. They didn’t break the kiss once as she felt herself be lowered onto the couch.

They must have got the distance wrong because as she was lowered down, she felt that half her body wasn’t on anything. Before she knew it, Steve came crashing down on top of her before they both rolled off the couch and onto the floor. 

She fell onto his chest before rolling over to lay next to him. Trying to catch her breath, she looked up at him. A smile broke out on both of their faces when they made eye contact. y/n couldn’t help but giggle as she saw Steve chuckle, pulling her into him.

She leaned into his side, putting a hand on his chest as they lay on the ground and laughed. Forcing herself to sit up slightly, she leaned forward and planted another kiss on his lips. 

This time she was slowly, delicate as their mouths moved together. She could feel his hand reach up and tangle in her hair as she pulled away. He smiled up at her, unsure that all of this had really happened. 

“Please come back to the party?” she asked softly.

He pretended to debate it for a moment. “Only if I can tell people you’re my girlfriend,” he retorted. 

She smile, leaning back down so her lips once again hovered over his. “That sounds like a fair trade.”

They connected once more for a quick peck that couldn’t have lasted more than three seconds. “And, if I can sleep in your bed tonight.”

y/n laughed, burying her head into his chest. “One step at a time, Harrington.”

“All right, all right. It was worth a shot.”

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[whoisshel]

Stuck on You

Honey was given the nickname for a reason; she’s sweet and sticky like honey. Memories of her will stick with you forever, and after meeting her, you’ll want to stick by her side. Most people know her by Honey more than they do her own name. The whole town of Hawkins was surprised when they learned who she allowed to stick by her at all times.

If there was ever a person to be considered an opposite of Honey, it was Eddie “The Freak” Munson. Eddie wore black and leather while Honey wore white and soft cotton. Eddie lived in a one-bedroom trailer with his Uncle, Honey grew up with both her parents and was surrounded by siblings in the house neighboring the Harrington’s. Eddie couldn't care less about the number of eyes that fell on him for being loud and different than everyone else in town, and Honey tried to shield herself from the eyes that peered at her being the town's sweetheart.

Yet, besides those differences, and more, the two found each other and haven’t left that feeling behind. Eddie and Honey started dating during Eddie’s second senior year and Honey’s first. They both knew of each other, of course, from being Hawkins’ freak and sweetheart. They officially met in their English class when Honey noticed Eddie looking confused while reading Catcher in the Rye, so she went over to see if she could be of any help.

“Hi,” Hones shyly said standing over the desk he sat at, “I saw that you seemed confused by the book, and was wondering if you’d like some help. Catcher in the Rye is one of my favorite books, I’ve read it like a million times.”

Eddie just stared at Honey as she rambled on. He took in her shy appearance as she swayed nervously with her hands linked behind her back. Eddie was mostly surprised that a girl who was dressed in a white sweater and short plaid skirt would willingly want to help him, not to mention this girl was loved by everyone in town.

“Yeah, yeah,” Eddie finally sputtered out, “I would love your help.”

Not long after that, the two began to date, and the town erupted. Everyone talked about how surprised they were about the two teens dating. No one’s opinion was split though, it was probably the first the town could agree on something, Honey was too good for that “Freak.”

The town didn’t care to get to know Honey, because if they did they’d see that she’s not that different from Eddie.

Honey loves Rock music, what else is going to tune her parents’ shouting. She also enjoyed reading The Hobbit, she and Eddie loved reading The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings series over and over again together. While Honey didn’t know anything about Dungeons and Dragons before Eddie, she loved to listen to him talk about it and watch him play. Maybe she loved it because he loved it and would enthusiastically talk about it, or maybe because the game was actually fun.

The Dungeons and Dragons club members were very surprised when Honey showed up to one of the meetings. They heard the rumors but didn't believe them until the day they showed up to what was supposed to be a regular meeting but there Honey was all smiles and sitting comfortably on Eddie’s lap. The members were also surprised by how much patience Eddie had when teaching Honey the game. Usually, Eddie hated newbies that knew nothing, trying to play but when it came to Honey he was calm and collected, helping her every step of the way.

“Hey Eddie,” Honey unknowingly interrupted Eddie in the middle of telling another member his damage.

While everyone else froze, Eddie turned to Honey with the gentle list smile, “Yeah, babe?”

“Can you explain her powers to me again?”

Everyone assumed Eddie and Honey wouldn’t last longer than two months, but they were so wrong.

They’ve been together for three years now, Honey has graduated and is now a Junior in college while Eddie took another year to graduate High School where he met all their new friends. Eddie now works as a mechanic at a shop near Honey’s school. The two had even saved up enough money to move into an apartment and seemed like they weren’t going to be breaking up any time soon.

Honey and Eddie were happy that their place would give them space from the talk in their town but not too much that they couldn’t see friends or family. They would make the trip to visit Wayne and Honey’s siblings when they had time and would occasionally visit friends but most of the time they prioritized family. Their friends would visit them so much that they never needed to worry; especially when it came to Dustin, Steve, and Robin. Dustin practically lived with them from how often he would visit, and now that it’s his Junior year of High School all he can talk about is that once he graduated, he wants to go to the same college as Honey so they always be together.

“And then, I can get an apartment in the same building as yours so we can visit each other every day!” Dustin enthusiastically ranted.

Eddie looked over at Honey with wide eyes, while she just continued smiling. Eddie turned back to give Dustin a strained smile along with a nod, “That sounds great.”

The sarcasm was dripping off of Eddie’s extended “great” but that just went past Dustin as he continued with his plan.

“Oh, oh, even better idea. We should all move in together.”

It actually wasn’t too long after this conversation that three familiar faces became their neighbor six doors down.

Robin did attend the same college as Honey, and at first, she was just commuting but she wanted to live a shorter distance away. Robin and Vickie started looking for close apartments when Honey told her about a place that opened up in her building. One problem was that the place was a bit out of their price range and a two-bedroom. The place was really nice though and in walking distance to school so they wouldn’t have to pay for the parking pass. That’s when the third familiar face named Steve Harrington joined and now Honey and Eddie lived next to their friends.

Maybe living next to Dustin wouldn’t be so bad. Wrong!

In the morning, everyone stayed in their own apartments, giving Eddie and Honey time to enjoy each other's company. Every morning was pretty much the same for them. Honey was a big morning person, she loved to sit on the couch, placed perfectly near a window so she could watch the sun change from dark blue to orange to pink while she sipped on her Earl Grey Tea in her favorite Golden Girls mug. This gave Eddie time to sleep in because once the sun was shining Honey had nothing else to do but get Eddie up.

Eddie was not a morning person like his girlfriend but he couldn’t afford staying in bed; literally. Eddie had to be at work by nine a.m. which was luckier than the opener. Getting up at seven was made easier by the beautiful sight he saw every morning and the coffee that came with it.

Eddie stirred at the light caress he felt on his cheek, and what sounded to be an angel calling his name, “Eddie, it’s time to get up.”

When he realized what he was hearing, he scrunched his face in protest keeping his eyes shut tight trying to bring his sleep back.

“Come on, Eddie,” Honey chuckled at the cute face he made, “I’ve already let you sleep in. You’ve got to get ready for work.”

Eddie ended his protest, opening his eyes. As soon as he saw his beautiful girlfriend, a soft smile made its way on his face and to his eyes, “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Good morning, handsome.” Honey still had a hand on his cheek, stroking a thumb across his cheekbone, “I brought your coffee.”

Eddie sat up, leaning against the wall their bed was against. He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the mug filled with coffee, taking a small sip, His face filled with disgust, pushing the mug towards Honey, “Bleh, not sweet enough.”

Honey just rolled her eyes, trying to hide the smile creeping its way onto her face. Eddie made this joke every morning; and yet, Honey never grew tired of it. Neither did Eddie, seeing the same reluctant smile turn into one of joy. So Honey did what she does every morning, and stuck her finger into his coffee.

Taking the mug back, Eddie took another sip, “That’s better.”

The two have heard everything there could be said about how they would never make it and they were too different from each other. Even though Honey continued to dress in white sweaters and Eddie in his black leather vest, the two could never be more alike or in love.

Eddie knew that, and so did the small felt box he kept stashed away.

#stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson x fem!reader #stranger things fanfic #stranger things imagines #stranger things imagine #joseph quinn imagines #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn

[officialgleamstar]

okay, here's a long post talking about my thoughts on dungeons and daddies, s2ep45, hell or high father. obvious spoiler warning, im gonna be talking about the events of the episode, but this is going to be more outside the fourth wall focused/thinking about what the pacing says about the narrative, rather than actually talking about what happened in this episode!! also ive only listened to the episode once so if i missed anything, feel free to say so

to start immediately: i loved this episode, but i was also disappointed that ron, terry, and scary didn't get a full episode. but i was thinking about why that would be the case, and that lead me to the two reasons im speculating:

Beth felt that Scary's arc didn't necessitate a big ending and that it came to a clean closing with that scene

This episode shows the narrative divide between the Stampler family and the Close family

the first reason is mostly a timing thing. they included taylor in this episode as well because scary's conclusion didn't need the full run time, or maybe even lincoln's episode was longer than they wanted it to be and scary was supposed to be in that arc as well. the pacing was just a result of the past few episodes: scary has already confronted that she regrets how she treated terry, we've seen that a million times. ever since his death, she's confronted that fact again and again, and i think it makes sense that this episode would resolve that in a much quieter way than it could've. the stamplers have always been the family to resolve things 'the right way' - they show up for each other, they love each other unconditionally, they finish their arcs by holding one another in forgiveness. even if i wouldve loved a longer memory (though holy shit, WE SAW THE BETRAYAL ON SCREEN-- sorry not the point of this post), and i really hope we get some more with them in upcoming episodes, i did like how it was so sweetly resolved!!

and that sweetness leads into the bulk of my thoughts here: scary and taylor shared an episode because of how differently their memories went.

as soon as nicky went "i have a memory you weren't around for", i knew we were in for a fucking ROLLERCOASTER, and holy shit. the entire played out montage of glenn failing to be there for nicky, failing to be there for taylor, and in turn, taylor finally tells nicky to his face that he wasn't there for taylor either. taylor's fixation on the idea of redoing it all with time travel, because there is no other way, in his mind, to solve the rift in their relationship. "there's no fixing this." there's too much baggage, there's too much thats already been fucked up, and theres no way for them to come back from that. nicky is a grown adult. taylor is already in his teen years. they can form a relationship with their dad now, but no matter how well that goes, its never going to fix the childhood behind them that was already ruined. they do love each other, they're friends, but being friends doesnt equal a true good relationship. being friends doesnt mean you succeeded in parenting.

and now we contrast that with the stamplers. both terry junior and scary go into their relationship with their stepdads seeing him as an inferior replacement, as someone who could never truly be their dad. terry junior loved his biological dad, is literally named after him. scary's dad was so absent in her life that she doesnt know how to handle someone actually being there. they both refuse to take the replacement, until eventually, they learn that their stepdad's strength is that hes a new man. not a replacement, but his own full person, a person who loves them. ron put his life on the line for terry, time and time again, because he didnt want to be his own dad. terry showed up to all of scarys soccer matches, even when she refused to even acknowledge him, because he didnt want to be her bio dad. "you showed up." even though terry's memory is literally him using ron, it ends with ron forgiving him without a second thought. when scary apologizes to terry, terry takes her into his arms with a moment's hesitation.

the stamplers have a happy ending because even with how badly they've fucked up, they always showed up for their kids. the closes don't have a happy ending because they weren't in their kids' lives and they think being friends now fixes that. and that's why scary and taylor shared their episode, really. because it drives home the crucial difference between the two families

#dungeons and daddies #dndads #dndads spoilers #mine #in conclusion: STREAM CHILD SUPPORT BY WOZ 💥‼️ <- sorry this is like the fourth time ive made that joke

[wordbunch]

The Hobbit re-read: favorites, thoughts and honorable mentions

thank u to my tumblr besties for encouraging me to rant abt this book for a little while, and brace yourselves for a LOOONG post; aka We're Going On An Adventure!

this quote abt Gandalf: "tales and adventures sprouted up all over the place wherever he went, in the most extraordinary fashion" like. THIS exactly is Gandalf to me ✨✨✨

the whole good-morninged sequence (as if he was selling buttons at the door! can you imagine! By belladonna tooks SON of all people!!!) 😱

"a cake or 2 would do him good after this fright" me too bilbo

"he had a horrible thought that the cakes might run short" me too bilbo 🍰

Gandalf constantly selling Bilbo's skills to the company and just hyping him up and believing in him all the time!!!! most excellent and audacious hobbit!!! 😎

"this was thorin's style... if he had been allowed he would probably have gone like this until he was out of breath" aka he is Dramatic and Important

"bilbo was getting excited and interested again so that he forgot to keep his mouth shut" how many times will i write ME TOO BILBO in this post

"THE EXPLANATION DID NOT SEEM TO EXPLAIN" 💯💯💯

gandalf: i found him in the dungeons of the necromancer; thorin: girl what were YOU doing at the necromancer's??? 🧐🧐🧐 gandalf: finding things out as usual O M G like what else would he be doing there 😚

bilbo constantly wishing he was back home as soon as he left

"off bilbo had to go before he could explain that he could not hoot even once like any kind of owl" yall this book has so many funny moments but like in a very chill humor way

the fact that one of the TROLLS is called WILLIAM 😂😂😂

"i am a good cook myself, and cook better than i cook" okay bilbo rizz 😏🔥

"they had not at all enjoyed lying there listening to the trolls making plans for roasting them" you don't say. i love this deadpan humor SO MUCH jrrt snapped

that whole beautiful iconic description of kind as summer elrond

"their clothes were mended as well as their bruises, their tempers, and their hopes" WHEN will i go to rivendell 😩

"there is nothing like looking if you want to find something" thorin life coach realness 👏🏼👏🏼

thoring gesturing at a miserable desolate land: these tRuLy hOspiTabLe moUnTaiNs 😍

then gandalf lit up his wand. oF coUrSe it wAs gaNdaLf, but they were too busy to ask how he got there. 4ever mood

he thought of himself frying bacon and eggs in his own kitchen ME TOO BIL- 🍳

"Gollum brought up memories of ages and ages and ages before, when he lived with his grandmother in a hole by a bank by a river" this kind of made me cry. it brings unexpected humanity to such an appalling character; kinda makes you want bilbo to spare him eventually

and the fact itself that bilbo felt so bad for him he decided to just leave him be

"you would have laughed (from a safe distance)" LOVE how JRRT puts random little comments addressed to the reader

gandalf just being like ok i gotta go do other things now. good luck besties. ✌🏼😚

beorn: what are you, a traveling circus? and he is actually right 🤪

"you have got to look after all these dwarves for me, gandalf laughed" and i cried

bilbo being like hmm how will i get down from this tree (except by falling)

bilbo's song while killing gigantic spiders "not very good...but you must remember he had to make it up himself in a very awkward moment"

the dwarves starting to respect him and bowing down until they FALL OVER is such a comical image to me

the whole alluring magic of the elvish feast in the forest which disappears when they get closer!! a whole fairytale mr tolkien!!! 😍

thranduil is a greedy b <3 and especially VERY fond of wine 🍷🍷🍷

"i will lock you all in again and you can sit there comfortably and think of a better plan" bilbo badass mode and we love to see it 💋

tolkien being like WELL u can laugh but you wouldn't have done any better if u were him. real.

when they're in dale i love the numerous references to "songs and stories of old" and all of them basically being a living legend and turning their stay in dale into a public holiday and spectacle

thorin is cocky af

/freeze frame/ "you are familiar with thorin's style on important occasions so i will not give you any more of it" its ok jrrt, let him be a drama queen 👑

bilbo when he takes some gold from smaug being like "this will show them!!!1!1" 😠😠

sassy bilbo strikes again with "did you expect me to trot back with the whole hoard of thror on my back? if there's any grumbling to be done i think i might have a say" GO OFF KING 👏🏼

i just rly love him okay, he stole my heart in this book like a real legitimate professional burglar that he is

"i am the clue-finder, the web-cutter, the stinging fly" etc. basically this whole exchange btw bilbo and smaug is pure gold (pun not intended) 🤫

talking birds that eavesdrop. enough said.

the descriptions of the arkenstone which make you actually want to have it too. genius. there could be no two such gems, even in so marvellous a hoard, even in all the world." 💎💎💎

the harps (untouched by the dragon who had a small interest in music).. WHY is this so funny to me

bilbo putting on some elvish DRIP and being like ✨✨ i feel magnificent ✨✨ (but probably look dumb 😩)

"this is the great chamber of thror" ok thorin the tour guide king

BARD MY KING i love one (1) man 🎯

bilbo being absolutely against any wars or battles and just wanting to go home BUT also being a sneaky lil shit who takes the arkenstone to bard and thranduil BUT also still not wanting to leave his dwarf buddies

when he gives them the gem "not without a shudder, not without a glance of longing" AHHH i want it!

ambiguous gandalf returning. always love to see it

"if you don't like my burglar, please don't damage him" 🙄 ffs thorin chill

"you are not making a very splendid figure as king" yes gandalf call him out

defeat seems "very uncomfortable, not to say distressing" to bilbo. we love.

the fact that he was just knocked out cold during the battle so thur we know very little abt what really happened?? jrrt genius writing hack. might use this one 🤔

fili and kili deserved a better sendoff than just mentioning that they died. come on.

thorin's last words and reconciliation w bilbo... PLEASE I WILL CRY until i throw up. "it has been more than any baggins deserves." "no! there is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly west. some courage and some wisdom blended in measure. if more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."

i might still be crying

"tea is at 4 but any of you are welcome at any time" my heart... ❤️😭 Guess he's no longer scared of running out of cake

bilbo gifting thrandy a necklace as an apology for eating and drinking his stuff secretly, king shit 😉

bilbo having the absolute NERVE to say to ELVES "your lullaby would wake a drunken goblin". wig wig

he deadass borrowed a handkercheif from freaking ELROND 😳

bilbo arriving home to being presumed dead and his stuff literally being auctioned off

"it was a long time before he was in fact admitted to being alive again…" and sackville-bagginses having sm beef with that HAHAHA

he lost his reputation but he lived his best life so who's the winner here 😌😌😌

the closing lines "you are a very fine person, mr baggins, and i am very fond of you; but you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after all" "thank goodness! said bilbo laughing."

like. THIS. literally embodies everything. he is just a little guy. just some smol person. BUT STILL had a say in how BIG things happened. BUT he remains happy to be just a smol simple person.

overall an incredibly fun read and it was way more genuinely FUNNY than i anticipated. bilbo is a whole mood. thorin is a diva. gandalf is there to start shit and hype up bilbo. jrrt with random author's notes throughout the book gives me life.

#the hobbit #jrr tolkien #tolkien #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #lotr #Bagginshield #fili and kili #Gandalf #Lotr #Lord of the rings #Lotr meta #Lotr shitpost #from my pocketses

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*＊✿❀ Bewitched ❀✿＊*

Premise: Prince Keisuke was known to be a troublesome lad, often bringing problems to the queen herself. In an attempt to tame the wild prince, the queen calls for a powerful witch to aid him with his cause, hoping to put an end to this quest sooner. What she didn't count on was love being what he needed most.

Word Count: 3442

Note: Previous Chapter here

Chapter 2: Magical Kitty Rendezvous

How do you assimilate the fact that someone you considered your own brother wanted to kill you?

Kazutora had a very troubled mind and fear can operate in many ways. The fear of loss, the fear of rejection, can really mess someone up.

But even if he did indeed try to kill him, the memories of all the good times they had together wouldn’t go anywhere. 

Did he change?

Was it their fault?

It was certainly concerning to a new level.

But the worse outcome of this incident, at least for Baji Keisuke was the fact that he made his mother cry.

Nothing really happened to him, he was in perfect conditions, not even a scratch on his nose. Not the same can be said of those who crossed his path that morning though. But even then, his mother wailed for hours on the fact that she almost lost her son due to this stupid quest of his.

Friendships are important, of course. But not more than your own life. And his life wasn’t just a life, he was the future king, not someone that can be easily replaced.

The fact that he had to hear you apologize to the queen and even get a slap to your beautiful face from her was also a low blow for the prince.

You had done nothing wrong, you even saved his life and helped capture his friend alive. But you did leave his side and that could end up in a fatality according to his mother.

“I’m not a child that needs babysitting mother. I understand your concern, I know you can’t just find another king for this damn kingdom. But this girl saved my life, if you ever touch her again you can forget you ever had a son…” and with this, he left the throne room and hid in his chambers.

This didn’t go according to plan. It went awful even.

Hanma Shuji managed to escape and that dark wizard seemingly very powerful would not take long to find another army of zombies to attack them, even if all his loyal men are now in his dungeons being detoxed from all the harmful spells they went through.

He had to do something, needed more information about this dark magic wielder, Kazutora would for sure know more, but he refuses to talk and it’s all just so frustrating to the young prince.

They managed to knock down Valhalla at least, there was a good side to this battle of sorts, but the downs were greater in number.

Keisuke wasn’t one to dwell in the past and submit himself to depressive thoughts, but with a day like this, it was just impossible not to want to curl on your bed and try to forget about everything.

Not even Chifuyu was allowed in his chamber, yet he remained outside just in case he was needed at some point, like the good friend and dutiful knight he is.

The queen was forced to admit you did a good job at the end, you did save her son and didn’t even let him out of your bubble until he was safe inside his own castle. Not a scratch on his face, only a broken heart. And that, was not your fault.

So there wasn’t really a reason to get your head for. Though she was still very much surprised of the tone her son used to defend you, she’s never seen him like this, it wasn’t just plain anger or pride as it usually is, she could see hurt in his eyes, he was hurting at the thought of his own mother hurting you, he was even willing to leave her side if she was to even think of touching you ever again, and she didn’t know how to feel about that.

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

You’ve been staying in the castle for a week now, unable to return to your cottage in the forest as any time now Kisaki could return and you were the only one able to stop said man.

The castle is a wonderful place, not just big and luxurious, but everyone working in it was lovely to be around. Your chambers were an absolute divinity, your bed as comfortable and big as it could ever be. Even a full wardrobe filled with appropriate gowns for a lady living in the castle to your absolute disposition. It was a beautiful place, but your favorite place was their gardens. They had a greenhouse full of herbs and rare plants and you’ve been visiting it ever since. 

Today, however, your loyal companion has gone missing, disrupting your routine. 

Every witch has a black cat, those are the rules. 

While they don’t really do much in terms of boosting magic or helping with a witch’s line of work, one can be very lonely when following this path, and as your only friend while growing up, yours was very special.

“Chifuyu, have you seen a black kitty around?” Chifuyu was polishing his sword by the pond, as Ryusei had the prince’s watch turn.

“A black kitty? Why would there be a cat in the castle, my lady?” 

“Oh well, he’s mine actually…I haven’t seen him since this morning and it’s starting to worry me…” pets were forbidden in the castle, but you must not be aware of that.

“I haven’t seen him, but I promise I’ll look around while I do my rounds and get him for you, my lady.” as charming as always, Chifuyu tended to leave a smile on your face, not even the disappearance of your mischievous feline friend being able to wipe it from your face.

In all truth, everyone in the castle loved to have you around, your were so kind, not to mention beautiful…the entire royal guard and even the army guys were all nice and sweet to you, even the scarier looking ones like Shiba Taiju. But Chifuyu was by far your favorite and it wasn’t entirely a secret.

“Thank you, you’re a life saver. Let me know if I can do anything for you!” at your comment, a hint of pink glazed his handsome features and he just nodded at your remark, you were so delightful in his eyes, but you were also the only woman who gets across his king.

“It’s my job, think nothing of it!” with a little wave, he left for his rounds and you continued on your own search of the little troublemaker.

While you were walking along the long halls of the castle, a hint of a fluffy black tail caught your eye, and it was going into that one place he shouldn’t of go to for anything in this world. 

The prince’s room.

With a soft knock to his door, the door opened up slightly, startling you. Peeking just a bit from the crack of the door, you caught sight of something beautiful and something you were clearly not expecting.

The prince was laying on his bed, your cat on top of his chest seemingly about to take a comfortable nap. 

“Merlin! What do you think you are doing? Come here right this instant!” you whisper-yelled at the cat who opened one an eye to glare at you, just to close it once more right after, ignoring your request.

“Come on in and close the door…jeez…people can’t even sleep in this place anymore…” 

Doing as instructed, you stepped into his chambers, trying not to wake up Ryusei who was very much asleep outside the prince’s doors. “Excuse me, my prince. It was not my intention to wake you up…”

“So who’s Merlin? Your boyfriend or something?” he scoffed, rolling on his side and taking the cat along for some cuddling.

“Um, no, your highness. The cat you’re holding. His name is Merlin, he’s my companion.”

“Don’t speak nonsense, his name is Peke J and he’s my friend.” that made you giggle, he really liked to hear your cute laughter, though this was the first time he caused it and not Chifuyu or Draken…it made him feel something, even if he didn’t fully understand what that something was.

“He’s your friend, my prince? You do have many of those already, why would you be in need of my furry companion?” 

He motioned for you to sit on the lounge chair next to his bed as he stared at the window, “He doesn’t ask questions, and is very warm…”

He was right, those were two of your favorite attributes of your dear friend. “He is also very fluffy.” This made him smile, you weren’t asking questions either, nor coaxing him to come out of his chambers like everybody else, you were different, and that was what he liked about you the most.

“He is indeed…” there was a comfortable silence in the room, none of you had the need to say anything else, yet the company of the other was very much welcomed.

The little devil however, had very different plans. He started by pawing at Keisuke’s face, he was clearly bored and trying to get someone to play with him, but cats are just that, and one can’t blame them for it. One of his claws ended up scratching the prince’s cheek, earning a horrified gasp out of you. “Merlin!”

“Peke J…” the prince corrected.

“Peke J, what did I say about scratching people!” The smile on the prince’s face was so bashful and blinding as you took his side without arguing. His canines were showing, his eyes fully closed as his face scrunched up with glee. Even if his face had just been hurt by the fierce creature, he was having the best time in a long a while.

“My prince…your face is bleeding…” without thinking much of your own actions, you sat on his bed, your hand closing in to his face.

“It’s just a scratch, I won’t die from this…” 

“You might not die from it, but that doesn’t make what he did right. Let me take care of it, please your highness..” Baji Keisuke was blushing, that had never happened before, not like this at least. Your face was so close, he could count your eyelashes if he wanted to, your hand emitted an enticing warmth and all he wanted was for you to close the distance already, so he just nodded.

“Thank you, my prince.” a soft light came out of the palm of your hand as you placed it over his cheek, the little scratch disappearing almost instantly. He felt no pain or discomfort whatsoever, on the contrary, he felt a warmth in his chest, and that was something new.

“So you really can do magic, huh? That bubble thing you put me in was quite impressive…” he didn’t want to think of that day anymore, but he also didn’t want you to end the conversation and leave, and that’s all he could come up with.

“I sure can, your highness. I apologize if it was a little uncomfortable, I tried my best to make it soft and weather proofed with the little time I had to act.” the smirk on his face meant troubles, but in all truth, you liked seeing it back on his face, he didn’t look as gloomy as before.

“So it wasn’t my imagination then, I could feel this little comforting breeze…I thought I was loosing my mind…” his chuckles were like music to your ears, Peke J seeming to like them as well as he was now jumping all over the place, playing with his new friend.

“It wasn’t, my prince. It’s all I could do to try to alleviate the painful moment you were going through, even if it was just a little.” and it did, he remembers feeling safe, like if he was inside his mother’s womb, warm yet comfortable, a place nobody could hurt him in.

“Sometimes I wish you could just put me in that bubble and just leave me there forever…But that wouldn’t be cool for a king, right…?” you could hear the sadness and uncertainty in his words, it was heartbreaking not being able to do much for someone who needs it.

“Well I don’t know about it being cool or not, but if you ever need my bubbles, all you need to do is ask.” your smile was so pure, so sincere, this feeling of safety and warmth was a constant thing when you were around, it was definitely strange, but he wanted more of it.

“Can you show me some more magic? I’ve always want to do some myself, but you have to be born with the powers to do so and I was born king, not wizard…”

“That’s not entirely true, my prince…I’ve been working in something that might be of your interest, it’s still in a trial period, but it worked with Merl- I mean Peke J…” 

“Oh yeah? What’s it about?” the excitement in his eyes was like one of a child in Christmas Day, he loved feeling this way, it was like he could really be himself when he was around you, he didn’t have to be the cool tough guy everyone admired, or the future king, he was just fifteen-year-old Baji Keisuke, nothing more.

This got you going, you could nerd around all you wanted about magic, nobody ever let you do that, so you were as excited as he was, “Well, its about channeling my magic to someone who doesn’t have any, and use their thoughts and feelings to create something new. It’s like being able to see how their magic would work if they had any!” 

Keisuke’s eyes were sparkling, that was such an awesome idea and to think it just came out of you probably a day you were just bored playing with your cat, you were indeed an interesting girl like no other he’s ever met. “That sounds super cool! What did Peke J’s looked like?”

“Since he’s a cat, I thought his magic display would be very small since the spell relies on feelings, but that day, it was raining you see, it was a full on storm…” Keisuke was fully immersed in your storytelling, biting onto his nails wanting to hear more of it, “and can you believe it stopped raining?” both of you burst out laughing together, “He really hates water...”

“He does…but not only that, the weather turned to this perfect spring afternoon, the sun warm and shining above, and for what…?” 

“He just wanted to nap, didn’t he?” you just nodded, giggling, causing him to continue laughing as well.

This was so much fun, he had never had so much fun by just talking to someone. “Would you like to try it, my prince? I’m not sure if it’ll work but I can assure you it’s not dangerous.”

He was intrigued, what would his even look like. “Ok but can you show me yours first? I’ve seen you do magic but sounds like this is a bit different?”

“Yes, it is. It’s like showing your true self. Let me show you. It consists of clearing your mind and just feel. My magic will manifest and make it visible.” he nodded with excitement, sitting now on his knees, a little restless waiting for your display.

He was drawn to how beautiful you looked with your eyes closed, he couldn’t really hear anything at all anymore, not even the servants running around outside in the corridors, it was just you and him now, and he loved every second of it. 

Then a pinkish mist started to mingle in the air and colorful glittery butterflies started appearing everywhere, one in particular landing on his nose.

“Wow, so this is what your magic truly looks like, huh? It’s very fitting…” your eyes opened to a wonderful sight, he was smiling so purely again, like a little boy enjoying your display to the max. 

“How so, my prince?”

“Well it feels warm and smells sweet. It’s also very beautiful…” his words made you blush, yet he didn’t even do it on purpose, he was speaking from the heart, completely immersed in the magical experience.

“Would you like to see yours now, your highness?” he just nodded, waddling over to you, “Do I just like close my eyes then?” 

“Yes, my prince. If you excuse me, I must be closer so my magic can flow through you.” he waited for you patiently, not refusing the implications of your words, yet not fully expecting what was about to happen.

You pressed your forehead on his, closing your eyes while holding both of his hands in yours. “You can close your eyes now, my prince.” He couldn’t stop looking at you though, you were so, so close that he could feel your breath on his cheeks, and it was doing things to his head. “O-oh, yeah, sorry.” clearing his throat, he closed his eyes, doing his best to clear his mind.

He could feel your magic flow through his veins, just like before, he felt warm inside, yet this time was a little different. Even if he wasn’t thinking about anything, just the feeling of your hands around his were making his heart hammer against his ribs, and it manifested once you both opened your eyes.

Contrary to what you thought it would happen, your magic was still lingering, it intertwined with his, which was exactly what he was feeling in that moment, unity, happiness, love…

Tiny forest animals made out of blue fog came to your feet, transforming his chambers into a magical fairy tale like landscape, it was truly beautiful what your magic combined could create.

“This is not just me…it’s…us…” he was smiling at the little fog animals, crouching down to pet them, this was fantastic, your magic was truly something amazing, a safe and happy environment, a place he could forget reality and it’s awful consequences in.

“I wonder what went wrong, it should be showing only your feelings…”

“Well…it’s probably my fault then, this really shows my feelings…you were in them after all…” his pouty embarrassed expression was the cutest and sweetest thing you’ve ever seen in your entire life. He was truly precious, not at all close to that tough persona he likes to portrait.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying my little experiment, my prince. It’s truly refreshing seeing you like this.”

His smile was sincere, even when the fog animals were temporary and were dissipating quickly, he felt a satisfying sense of happiness within him. “You’re like medicine…”

“My prince?” his words were as enigmatic as always…causing you to tilt your head to the side slightly confused.

“I feel so much better when you’re around…wether is your bubbles or your animals, even your smile…just makes me forget all the crap that’s going on in my life…” was he confessing or something? It caught you off guard but it also filled your heart with warmth.

“It’s an honor, your majesty. I’ll be here whenever you need of my services.”

“I don’t need your services, you idiot…I need you…” he turned around so you couldn’t see his face contort in embarrassment nor the incredibly invasive blush covering his face.

“Then let me rephrase that…I’ll be here whenever you need me, my prince.” this made him smile, Peke J jumping on his head and curling on its top. “Can he stay with me for the night…?”

“Of course, my prince.”

“Also… can you…stop calling me that? I know I’m your prince, your king and all that, but above all I’m just Keisuke…you don’t need to call me by my titles when it’s just the two of us around…” even if he was talking to you, his eyes were on the cat as he looked himself in his mirror, unable to look at you in the eyes.

“Anything for you, my prin-…I mean…Keisuke….” 

There it was again…that smile…that beautiful smile that could take anyone’s breath away. And it was just for you.

“Good night, (Y/N).”

“Good night, Keisuke.” 

And so, the prince and the witch stopped being just that, something more beyond words growing within both as time went by.

But not everything was all love and sparkles…a few floors down in the dungeons, a dark aura could be felt infiltrating them from the sewers...

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[vivwritesfics]

The King, His Men, and I

Part Two

Part One Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

Word Count 1.4K

Summary: Prince Remus never wanted to get married. He loved his single life, being in love with his best friends and not being king. But then his father sets him up. Remus never wanted to fall in love for the forth time. Neither did his guards. Neither did his wife to be. But none of them could help it

Warnings: Drinking, that's probably it

POLY!MARAUDERS X FEMALE!READER

ROYAL!AU

This took way longer than I wanted it to because I've moved across the country with my friends and every night has been fun drinking or cosy night in using my laptop for a TV. But Part three has been started and, well, I'm really flipping excited for this series.

"What's on the agenda for today, Lils?" Asked the young princess. As far as she was concerned she was up and ready for the day with nothing to do.

Lily placed down the tea she knew Y/N would give to her and cleared her throat, trying to sound as proper as ever. Lily couldn't explain the pressure of being in this castle, foreign eyes on her, ready to scrutinise her every step. "You have dinner with the King, Queen and the Prince this evening, your highness."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "Drop the act, Lils. Nobody's gonna dare throw you in the dungeons when I'm around. Now, is that all we've got going on?"

Too scared to speak, Lily nodded. The princess clasped her hands together, wide grin on her face. "Perfect! Let's go explore."

Lily had known what explore meant long before she and the princess were sneaking out of the castle, both dressed down in their riding breeches.

As they were sneaking out, Remus was back up in his room, recovering. That meant Peter looking food outside his room throughout the day while Remus stayed under his bedsheets, trying not to feel sorry for himself. James and Sirius had the morning off, knowing Remus needed to be left alone.

While James went to visit his parents, Sirius headed down to the tavern. Yes he worked for and with his best friends, but the job still took its toll. A week after he'd become Sir Sirius Black... he shuddered at the memory.

So, sat in the darkest corner of the tavern, nursing a tankard, Sirius watched the towns people. Being the son of a Lord his life had never been like the people's in the tavern, drinking until they needed to tend to their fields or start their job for the day. He recognised a couple of servants from the castle and sent them a kind nod (one a few of the girls shied away from)

Sirius knew the affect he had on people, men and women alike. On his days off, if he wasn't still hanging around with the boys, he'd indulge, but it was a rare occurance. And only if someone was so catch his eye.

Like right now, when the two girls in riding breeches came into the tavern. They couldn't have looked more out of place if they tried. But one of them didn't care. She pulled her redhead friend up to the bar and began ordering drinks.

For a while Sirius just watched her. He watched her consume drink after a drink, more surprised than anything. Well, surprised and enthralled. He'd never seen a woman consume so much alcohol without fainting or having to be escorted away by her husband.

But the farmers that should have been tending to their fields smashed their tankards together and sang merry songs with the girls. All of their troubles, whatever they may be, were long forgotten.

At last, Sirius caught her eye. She broke away from two of the farmers, giving them both a kiss on the cheek and sauntered her way over to him.

"See something you like?"

It was a phrase Sirius had heard so many times before, usually from street girls. But this was no street girl. Her skin was unmarked, no bruising around her neck. And she was in riding breeches of all things. And there was no dirt under her fingernails.

"What if I do?" Sirius smirked, leaning forward in his seat.

Two minutes later they were outside, her back against a wall. Her legs were wrapped around his torso as his lips pushed against hers feverishly. His large, strong hands grasped her buttocks, keeping her up.

And, although she was the one against the wall, Sirius knew who was in charge here. It definitely wasn't him.

They did no more than kiss, mind you. Tongues exploring each others mouths, the scent of alcohol lingering on their breaths. Sirius swore just her kiss was intoxicating him. And, if they didn't stop soon, he'd have no chance of going back to work.

No marks, that was why Y/N was being so careful. She could leave scratches on her back all she liked, but he couldn't mark her. So, when the handsome stranger with the long, dark hair started kissing her neck, she regretfully had to push him away.

"Now, let's go cause some trouble," she said and unwrapped her legs from the stranger.

He grinned down at her, following her back into the tavern. "Oh, I like you."

Once back in the tavern Y/N grabbed Lily and coaxed her out of the tavern, apologising profusely for abandoning her. "It's never gonna happen again, I swear," she said and patted Lily's hand. "Me and this handsome stranger are going to steal a carriage, you in?"

Lily was absolutely not in. But she couldn't go back to the castle without Y/N. So, as Y/N and the man that climbed into a carriage that didn't belong to them, Lily headed back inside to ask for company from one of the serving girls she recognised when they first arrived.

Y/N climbed into the drivers seat of the carriage and snapped the reins as Sirius was still climbing on. She wasn't quite ready to admit the alcohol was impeding her judgement and just sent him an apologetic smile as she pulled him up beside her while barely steering.

Yeah, this was a really bad idea.

"Hey!" They heard from behind them. Someone started running after them and Y/N snapped the reins again. The horses sped up and she let out an excited shriek.

But not for long. Their pursuer kept up the chase, even following them downhill. That was when Y/N got the genius idea to cut the horses loose. They went one way while the carriage went the other, speeding downhill with no way of stopping.

That seemed to sober Sirius up a bit. Yeah, this girl was gorgeous, but she was crazy. Pulling her into his chest he leapt from his seat, pulling them both into the cobblestone road with only his body to cushion them.

But Sirius had taken worse blows than that. He scooped her up and pulled her into a nearby alleyway, letting the owner of the carriage run by without detecting them.

"That was-"

"Insane," Sirius finished, shaking his head. "I, uh, sorry. This has been fun, but I have to get back to work."

Y/N shook her head, but she wasn't surprised. This was the way it always seemed to go with handsome strangers. But it didn't matter to her, she was already betrothed to a guy she'd never even met.

Without saying another word she saluted Sirius and off she went, skipping back to the tavern. He watched her go, wondering if maybe there would've been less trouble if he stuck around.

***

Y/N walked into the castle's dining room. She walked with little confidence, with her heels clicking against the floor, a far cry from the girl who had been in the tavern just a few hours before. Guards lined the walls and servant were just around the corner, waiting to bring them food.

The royal family were already seated, showing just how late Y/N was. Embarrassed, she curtsied and took her seat opposite Prince Remus. 

He was nothing like she was expecting. Short yet shaggy hair, his skin pale and covered in scars. Oh, and he refused to meet Y/N’s eye. Must’ve been shy, Y/N decided and turned to the King and the Queen as they began to speak.

But that wasn’t what caught her eye. Behind Prince Remus stood two guards. One handsome with round eye glasses, the other handsome with long, dark hair. Her heart leapt into her throat.]

There, stood in the throne room where Y/N was having dinner with her future family, was the man she just had holding her against the tavern wall, her nails scratching down her back. “Holy shit!” She whispered.

But it wasn’t a whisper.

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Edward fucking munson pt2

enemies to lovers

Eddie Munson x fem reader 18+ tw no minors

"Okay lets play!"You played dnd for 3 hours straight finding out everyone's names but there was something about eddie that was familiar the way he talked and the way he acted And the end you lost everyone did to eddie the fucking dungeon master. He threw his head back in laughter in his throne "Better luck next time Princess!"You walked outside in defeat walking towards your car feeling the cold on your arms.....fuck you left your jacket insideYou walk threw the door again with him eddie to be picking up the game and you saw him looking down at the table then he looked up at you and you remembered him from your freshman high-school he always called you weird and a freak then the whole school caught on and started bullying you he had a buzzed haircut Slightly growing out and no tattoos "Edward munson." He looked shocked but confused "how did you know my full name"You rolled your eyes he didn't recognize you either "how would you not remember the weird freak?" You looked him straight in the eyes and finally found his memory of you "oh uh hey y/n...." he looked shy and embarrassed "hey y/n.. thats all! You made me get homeschooled..."You grabbed your coat and ran out and drove off. The next dayYou got on your pants a t shirt eyeliner. And you went to work it was pretty slow Until he walked in Edward munson he went to the counter "is y/n here?" He said to your coworker so your coworker brought you to the counter "munson what can i get for ya?"You said in a deep tone he looked kind and worried about you but your anger was to thick to even care about his emotions "Can we talk? Y/n?" You screamed to your coworker "im taking my break early!"And you and eddie walked outside taking a seat on the sidewalk. "Look back then i didnt know what would happen if i said those things..." you look at him like is that all? "Okay we good now?" "What? We good now. Hell no do you not remember." You were about to explain but then dustin interrupted "eddie and y/n whatcha doing?""Henderson! I was about just to leave" he runs off. "What was that about?"You sigh "long story...so whatcha need dustin?" He smiles "well i was hoping youd bring me to a party?" You raised an eyebrow "a party" "yep a party its tonight will you take me.. your invited" you look at him confused "invited by who?""Well its steves party but he said i can invite anyone."

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[spiderrrling]

With Love, Eddie Munson (Eddie Munson x F!Reader)

Summary - It’s been about six months since she went off to college when a very unexpected letter comes in the mail from an old friend

Word count  - 1.6k

Warnings - None, just a lot of bitter sweetness 

A/N - So I had this idea at work earlier, and when I started writing it all the words just started flowing out so here ya’ll have it, two fics in a day!!

You can find part to this on my masterlist! It's called "My Dearest Eddie Munson"

Masterlist - Tag list

She wasn’t used to receiving mail, sure her family would sometimes mail her a couple of pictures here and there, or her mother would send her a letter.

But this was different, the envelope was thick and the front was warped with messy handwriting. Handwriting she had once joked only she could decipher.

A pit of anxiety and excitement started forming in her stomach as she let her fingers trace the letters that formed her name and address. Her name. He’d written her name.

She turned the letter over, hesitating for a moment before she tore it open, not bothering to care if she tore it, she was desperate to know what he had written.

Several a proper stack of papers were shoved into the little envelope, along with a pile of Polaroids which spilled out. Her heart skipped a beat as she was looking over the glossy photos of the small town she had left what seemed like forever ago. But the pictures brought her right back to those lazy spring days, and busy days in run down hallways.

Evenings spent tucked away in the back of Hawkins High theatre department playing dungeons and dragons. Weekends spent out in Eddie’s bedroom listening to him playing guitar for hours on end while she did homework or read.

Faded memories that were still burned into her mind and came flooding back as she looked at the pictures.

Hey there, bet you weren’t expecting to receive a letter from yours truly today, but what can I say? I am full of surprises.

You’ll never guess where I am sitting while I write you this letter. Or maybe you would, you always were the smart one, hence why you graduated and moved on, and I didn’t. Anyhow, I’m sitting in the back of my van parked out by the small creek that runs out into Lovers Lake. We used to come here a lot together.

I used to come out here to think, because it seemed so far away from the rest of Hawkins. And let’s be honest, it's beautiful out here. That's why I brought you out here for the first time, I wanted for it to just be the two of us. Where nothing else mattered.

I still come out here from time to time, but it’s just not the same anymore. I don’t have you beside me in the car carefully trying to select the perfect mixtape for our tiny get away adventure. And I don’t have you with me as we sit in the back of my van until the sun goes down and the stars come out.

You once sat beside me and told me about the stars. You helped show me the different constellations that reside over us at night. But if I’m being honest with you, I didn’t pay attention. How could I when you were holding my hand to guide me through the night sky. You looked so beautiful in the dim night lighting, with that extra sparkle you always got in your eye when you lost yourself to your thoughts.

Anyhow, how have I been you’re probably wondering at this point. Well, as resident King of the Freaks (self proclaimed, accepted by the masses) I am leading our newest freshmen recruits through their first official Hellfire campaign. They have a long way to go, but they have some potential.

Life at home is… well the same. Wayne still works his night shifts at the factory plant. He has been picking up some extra shifts but he is still good old Wayne Munson.

He asks about you though, and wonders how you’ve been.

You were home for Christmas just a couple of weeks ago, I saw you with your mom down town doing some last minute shopping. If I knew you were coming I would have invited you around to the Hellfire Christmas Special, we had a great time. But it’s not the same without you.

I didn’t even know you were in town. You never told me you would be.

To be fair, I don’t know much about you these days, we haven’t talked since that day you left. Your little car was packed to the very brim, your entire life was in that car. And I wasn’t in it. Not that I can blame you, I can’t believe you managed to fit in there.

You only left me with the memories of you, and a little note containing your new address.

I promised I would write to you, but I didn’t. Honestly I don’t know why I didn’t. Maybe I was scared that it would feel so different now that you weren’t here anymore. Maybe it was because I knew writing something to you would only make me realise just how empty my life is without you in it.

I’m hurt you didn’t tell me you would be coming back. I miss seeing your stupid face, I miss talking walks with you in the forest behind the trailer park, I miss driving around Hawkins late at night blasting whatever music we could find.

I miss you.

I miss you more than I thought was possible, I miss you more than I realised I ever could.

Life without you here sucks. I never knew just how much space you occupied in my day to day life and in my mind. And I never once stopped to think what kind of vacuum you would create when you left.

It’s like you disappeared, like you forgot everything that was here. And I can’t blame you for not missing it. For not missing this daft little small town in the middle of nowhere Indiana, for wanting to move on from it and leave it all behind. 

I can’t blame you for not missing Ms. O'Donnell’s 8 am classes. The basketball games, the lazy days spent doing nothing, the small little record store with a shit selection, everything. I can’t blame you for not missing me.

I still wish you did though. I wish you missed me the way I miss you. And I don’t want you to leave me behind. It feels like a part of who I am is just gone, there is nothing there anymore.

If I’m being honest with you, I have no idea why I am writing you this letter. And I know I am rambling, because I cannot find the right words to express to you how I feel.

If you were here I’d write you a song, maybe that would make it easier. There is already a whole stack of them, I keep them in a little box beneath my bed along with the photos I have of you, of us. Sometimes I pull them out just to remind myself that you were real, and not just some figment of my imagination I created to make my life better. To remind myself that you were here.

But you’re not here. And I hate it.

It took me longer than it should have to accept that. And to accept the fact that I miss you.

I should have written you a letter the second you left for college. Hell I should have written you a letter and stashed it somewhere in your packing, just for you to find as you were unpacking.

Do you remember that day last spring? The one where we skipped fifth and sixth period because we just couldn’t stand to be in that building anymore. We went by Joanes, and even though she doesn’t make the best coffee she does still make the best pie North of Indiana.

We bought a whole pan and stole two of her forks. And we spent a whole day out in the woods together. Camped out in the back of my van as always, eating pie and sharing whatever gossip had been circulating. I believe the topic of the day was, does Jason Carver dye his hair to be that colour?

It’s only in hindsight I realised how I must have looked at you. To be fair it is only in hindsight I am realising how I must have felt for you. How I am still feeling for you.

My heart used to skip a beat whenever I saw you in the mornings and you’d wave or smile at me. I got excited whenever I got to sit close to you. Whenever I got to touch you. You held my hand with such ease, but for me I felt as if my heart was pounding out of my chest. I was so nervous.

That one time you cut my bangs, I could feel your breath on my neck as you carefully trimmed my hair. You looked at me so much that day I can never forget it. Still the best haircut I have ever gotten.

I took you to prom, I wasn’t your date, I just offered to drive you.

I should have taken you to prom, officially. I should have asked you then because maybe now I wouldn’t be regretting it so much.

If you’re still reading this, congratulations. You’ve just read everything I never had the guts to tell you.

I don’t know if you’ve understood anything I’ve said, but here are all my feelings laid out. And since I know you can be a little bit daft I might need to spell it out to you.

I, Eddie the Freak Munson, am utterly, and hopelessly in love with you. And I wish I had known it sooner.

I hope you’ll be back in Hawkins soon, and I hope I’ll get to see you again.

With love, Eddie Munson

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[tineymang]

i finished doing an updated reference of my explorers of sky team!! these guys live rent free in my head i like them a lot (some fun facts under the cut because i have too much to say about them)

circuit

was found by mello passed out on the beach, with no memories other than their name, and the fact they were once human…

had the scars on their horn and fin from the moment they woke up on the beach, and never figured out why they had them until they went to dark crater

the main navigator and also the cartographer of the group! they carry the wonder map with them, along with a feather pen and paper for mapping out the floors of mystery dungeons

was originally always the leader, but often now they will switch between themselves and mello depending on the situation

came up with the team name! they think it is very cool and nobody else except for mello agrees.

has a habit of rushing into fights without thinking, so they often need to duck behind mello for cover when things get dicey

only stores light things in their bag, like their paper and a few healing items in case of an emergency. they will also often hold onto items that need to be delivered to clients so they don't get mixed up with other equipment

they offered to carry mello's bag once and were immediately squished by it, and now they are permanently banned from carrying anything heavy.

mello

formed a team with circuit after the two joined wigglytuff's guild together

a lighter color than most mudkip! the 'splotchy' or spotty patterns she has are also a common trait of water types, possibly because it helps them blend into the water more

her gills are curved and her head fin is longer than normal, which causes it to fold over because of the extra weight. these are only aesthetic differences, and don't affect anything about their functionality!

keeps track of the job requests, usually has a bulleted list she keeps on her. likewise she also keeps an eye out for the items and/or pokemon they need to find in dungeons

has a fascination with all things ancient and mysterious. she has a growing collection of aged books, even in subjects she doesn't have much interest in.

also enjoys collecting various odd objects, and souvenirs from the places she's been! she decorates sharpedo bluff with them.

originally carried the bulk of items they found in dungeons, but after luna joined mello now only carries equipment (orbs, scarves, etc.), while luna carries treasure (boxes, poke, etc.)

one of her favorite hobbies is reading, she finds it's a good way to wind down after an exploration. recently, she has taken up journaling as well.

stripe

met circuit and mello when they explored sky peak together, and she joined the team soon after!

grew up in a colder climate, hence their extra fur

trained at marowak dojo following her joining the team, in an attempt to match the levels of circuit and mello. her brown bow is from marowak!

handles inventory management, took over for circuit who did it prior. she insists she doesn't mind, she finds it satisfying to do.

doesn't speak very often, except to people that they're comfortable with. because of her easygoing nature, she's often the first one other members of the team come to for advice!

has their own home where they live by themselves, but they stay at sharpedo bluff enough that they consider it their second home

one of her favorite spots is spinda's cafe, they enjoy sitting down and crowd watching. mello likes to join her sometimes!

stripe exclusively holds onto healing items like reviver seeds, so they're able to quickly grab one if someone is in a pinch.

mana

joined the team after they came to sharpedo bluff to return to the place they hatched!

has the same kind of splotchy patterning as mello! this is only by pure coincidence, though.

circuit and mello are very protective of mana following their illness when they were young, but they insist they are able to handle themselves.

has the occasional mischievous streak in which they find it entertaining to intentionally scare their parents. i wonder who they get that from…

being the most recent recruit to team epic squad, mana is still figuring out exactly where their specialties lie. but that doesn't mean they're not trying their best!

never quite figured out who exactly it was that left mana's egg alone in the middle of the ocean. circuit has some strongly worded things to say to them if they ever encountered them.

they view mello and circuit as their parents, and walrein is more like an uncle to them. they still see walrein on occasion when he comes to visit treasure town!

carries no bag, only their defense scarf. circuit and mello worry about them straining themselves, so they will usually not bring any items with them.

luna

joined the team after the fight at dark crater!

really not a fan of the team name, but also trying really hard not to be rude about it. she will often refer to it as 'team epic' for short.

not used to having casual conversations with pokemon, so she often will come across as stilted when speaking. instead of names she will default to referring to a pokemon by their position (ie the kecleon brothers are shopkeeps, chatot is head of intelligence, etc)

because of how long she's been around, she has a knack for spotting rare or unusual items! she is not particularly good at estimating monetary value, however.

having trouble figuring out how to relax now that she doesn't have to focus on thwarting any world-ending plots. the rest of the team has gradually been working on getting her to loosen up more

enjoys the company of the future trio, celebi in particular. they like to discuss "legendary pokemon things", as celebi puts it.

has reasons for joining the team beyond finding the work of exploration teams fascinating. she has not told anyone what those reasons are, though.

carries all the various treasure the team finds! she has a liking for any especially shiny objects.

also as a bonus for making it thru the fun facts heres the old reference i did of team epic squad (around 2021 i think??) which this one was a redraw of! (and i also added luna)

#pokemon mystery dungeon #pmd eos #pmd 2 #rotom #mudkip #furret #manaphy #cresselia #mang doodles #my junk #too many tags..... i didnt know what ones to use #i think this is the first time ive posted abt them but ive had these guys for a while #i updated my desktop tumblr theme recently and i added a gif i made of circuit and mello in the corner... the guys ever #also its a lil hard to tell bc both circuit and mello have blue and orange in their color schemes #but their respective accessories are meant to match the colors of each other! #circuits bow is color picked from mello and mellos band is color picked from circuit :]

[reides]

today is the FIVE YEAR ANNIVERSARY of the dnd campaign that i am a member of...!! so you know that a long rambling post is 100% in order.

five years ago, i played dnd for the very first time. (the date on that post says the 16th but that's because we played for like a billion hours and it went past midnight. because of course it did.) i remember being so, so nervous about it bc i seriously knew next to nothing about dnd. i had never watched any tabletop shows or anything and i was pretty much totally new to improv. i had no idea what a d20 was. i wish i was kidding. i truly just dived right in there. (fitting, i guess, since the character i play is a triton... LMFAO).

i'm so glad that decided to try it out regardless bc it has paid off in ways that i can't even begin to express fully... this campaign has accompanied me through so many life events - both the good and the bad - and i cherish each and every one of our Merry Band of Misfits' adventures. even when shit hit the fan and encounters got tense or chaotic in some form, it ended up making for some absolutely wonderful memories. i'm so glad that that reides - my lil blue fish lad!!! - is a member of the champions valoris.

reides is a character who is extremely near & dear to my heart and he has really awakened a creative side of me during these past five years. i always strive to be a player who can live up to him and do his character the justice that it deserves. even 'beyond' the campaign, i have so much fun writing stuff related to him, making crafts related to him, coming up with art ideas for him and getting comms of him... simply rotating him in my mind. you know how it is. really, i think it's impossible to sum up what reides means to me because he's just... REIDES!!! (also, peep the original token i had for him vs his current one... so cute. just so cute.) i seriously love all of the stuff that everyone else at the table makes for their own characters, too! playing pretend with your friends is fr one of the most healing experiences ever; we all gently feed off each other's creativity in such a lovely way. the passion we all have for our respective characters and the overall setting of the campaign is infectuous, and that passion - coupled with a whole lot of hard (yet fun!!!) work - has made for a story that is nothing short of legendary.

so i just wanted to take a moment to express my gratitude and say that i am honored to share a table with these incredibly creative individuals who have saved me in so many ways!!! big shoutouts to my fellow player, @mintflavoredwindows, who plays kilwin, the EXTREMELY blessed (teehee cleric joke) blond lad standing next to reides in that little chibi line-up of our characters (and who also takes the time to write AMAZING!!!!!! session synopses which all of us read time and time again; they are fr a lifesaver not to mention an immortalization of everything we've been through), our dungeon master of legend, @killdragons, who puts a TON of effort into the campaign setting as a whole and was the person who offered me a position in the campaign to begin with, @brewswain who has accompanied us on tons of different arcs with his absolutely incredible array of characters AND @sangre who has guest starred with his lovely miré (AND WHO HAS SUPPORTED THE CAMPAIGN SOOO MUCH IN GENERAL i love talking abt alethustria with you bree)!!! nathan (who plays jorah) and cj (who plays ashara and played slumberjack during the first season of the campaign) aren't on tumblr dot com so i can't give their urls a little shout-out in this post, but i'm still going to restate that being able to share in this adventure with them - both in-character and out-of-character - has been fucking incredible. the adventurers formerly known as the pog champions are eternal. viva la champions valoris. etc etc etc.

i also want to thank everyone who's supported reides / the campaign as a whole on the sidelines, bc you guys are absolutely amazing. and i can't possibly post this without showing off our lovely campaign wiki. bc it's iconic.

thanks everyone :') so excited for future adventures!!!

#jamietxt

[sweet-villain]

Waiting For You~E.M

@somethingvicked asked:

Awesome. It's this song, Beloved by VNV Nation.

The reader can't move on after Eddie's "death" despite trying but he can feel her longing and manages to come out of the Upside down, making it to her and she wants him to turn her. Because even though she loves everyone else, Eddie is her person and there won't ever be anyone like him. So he does.

Tags : : @ceriseheaven @josephquinnlover0 @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @stillfalling30minslater @alyisdead @witchy-munson

My Master List is in This Area

It's colder than before The seasons took all they had come for

You turned to face away from the entrance of your doorway with a blank look on your face, curling into a fetal position feeling new fresh tears stream down your cheeks. You didn't know how much tears you had in your eyes feeling your heart in your throat. Losing someone you loved was that your friend didn't understand.

They didn't know him like you did.

The bed dipped letting you know Steve approached you from standing in the doorway to sitting on your bed. Your arms wrap themselves around yourself as silence overtook in your bedroom.

" I know how you feel, I know this isn't easy"

Now winter dances here

You rolled your eyes hearing him. He didn't know anything. Eddie was his friend. But, Eddie was your best friend and your boyfriend. The both of you talked about getting out of Hawkins, going somewhere where you both would call a home. Now, you are alone. Without him. He was gone and never coming back.

" You know nothing" you spatted, your voice cracked as you turned around and sat up. A glare on your face meets his sorrow look. Steve stiffens with his hands gripping on either side of the bed as his eyes roamed your face. His mouth went dry as he was trying to find the words to talk to you.

" Everyone is worried about you" He means by everyone, the kids, Robin, Nancy, Hopper, Joyce and the rest. " Eddie wouldn't want you to be like this." He adds.

" You don't know what would of Eddie wanted" your nose twitched in anger. " Why are you here, Harrington?" He winced when you used his last name. You never did unless you were beyond anger with him.

" I'm worried about you" he mumbles as he looks down at his lap. Steve doesn't understand of losing a loved one, but he did lose his friend and he was just getting close to Eddie. It was unfair for the both of you.

" Don't" you threw the covers off of you as you rubbed your teary eyes. " I don't need your pity"

He turned his head watching as you swing your legs over to stand up. As your feet hit the ground, Steve's hands reaches out to help you out but you push him away and shake your head.

" Don't touch me" he swallows the lump in his throat as he pulls away from your reach and instead he stands up too and within reach if you need him, he's there.

You wobble on your feet making your way to the bedroom that's in your room with your hand on the handle, you hear Steve's voice.

" We're here for you" your shoulders stiff, turning your head to look at him over your shoulder. " Go away" you tell him. As much as it hurt to hear the words coming from you, he obligated your request and walk out the door.

You slam the bathroom door shut and raise your head to look at yourself in the mirror.

" I miss you so much, my love" you mumble into the air as if Eddie could hear you. Nothing was the same without him by your side. Wayne had reached out too contact you, but you cut conversation short and making up excuses. It hurt too much to talk about him. He was your first love and everything.

It seems so fitting, don't you think? To dress the ground in white and grey

A tear slips down your cheek as you gasp, whimpering leave you close your eyes imagining that he's still there. But it was just a memory. His smile. His laugh. His dramatics. How he played on Sweetheart. The way he talked in his Dungeon Master's voice. The wya he looked at you. The way he would hold you. The way his lips felt against yours. You missed him. You needed him back.

Somewhere in the Upside Down, eyebrows knit together as he pauses in his steps feeling something inside of him ache. He glances down at his chest. There is nothing there. He closes his eyes and that feeling worsens and as if his hearing picks up at the sound of your voice.

" Sweetheart?" he asks, looking around. He's met by silence and then hears the sound of your whimpers.

" Come back to me" he hears you speak, his heart sinking to his stomach as he knows your talking about him.

" I'm coming, sweets. Eddie's coming"

It's so quiet I can hear My thoughts touching every second

You glared over at Nancy and Robin as they stand in your kitchen while you have your hair up, it looks unwashed in days. Your in Eddie's shirt and a pair of his sweats as your arms wrap yourself around yourself. Steve had told the both of them that you looked like you haven't ate in days and here they were preparing something for you to eat.

Robin's hands are behind the chair as her eyes plead for you to sit down. Her hands are gripping the chair so tight as her eyes scan your face for any sign. Any sign at all.

" Please sit" Nancy says pointing to the chair. Her worried glance sends an unwanted shiver down your spine. You get it she's worried about you, Robin too and everyone else.

They just don't understand how heart breaking losing Eddie is to you. He meant so much to you.

" 'm not hungry" you mumbled, feet itching to go back. Nancy sighs putting a bowl of soup on the table with some bread on the side. There are some snacks they both picked up, Eddie's favorite.

" No thank you" you eyed the snack on the table, looking away as your jaw clenched with new tears over flowing down your cheeks. They noticed that your silently crying.

" I think it's time for us to go" Robin says, " Please take care of yourself Y/N. You know where to find us" she says taking Nancy by her wrist and pulling her away.

You hear the door shut and you were left alone.

That I spent waiting for you Circumstances afford me

You made your way over where Nancy has left the food on the table, the aroma hits your nose causing your stomach to grumble. But you were interrupted when you heard a tap. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. There was another tap.

You looked around the kitchen to see if anything was unordinary and found nothing until your eyes stopped on a figure standing just outside the glass door leading outside.

Your eyes met red dark eyes, pale skin, those dark mane of curls. It couldn't be. Your hands gripped on the counter as the figure stared back at you, unmoving.

" Sweetheart, it's me" it spoke. You shook your head as you backed away. What kind of sick joke was this?

No second chance to tell you How much I've missed you

You took a step back feeling your body shaking as you try to catch your breathe. The door slide opened and those Reeboks hit the floor, closing the door behind him. He turned to face you again, this time taking a few steps towards you.

" W-what.. is-s this?" your lip quivered. Your eyes snapped shut not believing he was there, standing there. He is dead. He died in your arms.

" It's me, your Eddie" he had his hands on his chest as his the other reached out to you. The hand covered in rings, but his nails were skimmed with dry blood.

" You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real" you kept repeated clenching your eyes shut and opening them as he stood inches away from you. You took in his mane of curls, how you missed running your fingers through them, his eyes were dark red and his face was paler than before, and everything else was the same.

" It's me" he says. His his hands cup to your face, knuckles brushing over your cheeks. " It's Eddie, sweets" his hand is cold against your warm skin causing you to shiver. Your eyes glisten with tears as you fall into his arms.

My beloved, do you know When the warm wind comes again

" I heard you calling me, I hard you missed me" he mumbles as he lays you in his lap on the kitchen floor while his fingers run through your hair. Oh how he missed you, your eyes scanned his face as your heart clenched thinking this is one dream.

" Eddie.." his name falls from your lips like a dream. A hand comes up to touch his face, running your fingers over his nose, over to his cheeks, over his eyes, over to his forehead, underneath his bangs down to his lips.

His mouth a jars as your eyes zero in on what look like fangs causing you to gasp as you move away from his lap. Eyes wide as saucers.

" Y-y-you..." you scrambled to your feet as you raced towards the phone but Eddie's hands falls on top of yours as he knows what your thinking.

" Not yet. You can't tell them"

" But.." he shakes his head, " as much as I love to reunite with our friends. I had to get to you, you mean so much more than they do."

" Turn me" you asked him. Eddie feels like everything inside of him has stopped working as your words sink in.

" W-what?!" No!" he shakes his head, " that's too dangerous."

Your hands reach out to cup his face with both your hands, brushing your thumbs over the Adam's apple of his cheeks.

" Please" you plead, " you're my person. You mean everything to me. I want to be by your side for the rest of my life. Our life"

Another year will start to pass And please don't ask me why I'm here

" I don't want to hurt you, sweets" he looks down at his hands. He knows what kind of monster he is and he doesn't want you to be like this. He knows the life you deserve and he knows there is more to your life than this life, his life that he has now.

" I'm a monster..I can't let you be like this" he motions to himself. You shake your head as you take his hands in yours, " You're not a monster. You're my Eddie, my life line, my world, my vampire boy..my-" Eddie cuts you off as he groans, " I get it."

He stares into yours, he's hesitant. You can tell.

" I want this" you reassured him. He sighs, " I don't even know what I'm doing."

" I trust you"

Something deeper brought me Than a need to remember

His eyes hold hesitation which you reassure him by leaning into him brushing your lips against his. His hands immediately place themselves around your waist as he presses his lips against yours. They aren't as cold as you thought they might be. Your hand goes into his hair while the other rests on his chest.

The kiss is soft as a feather, it makes you realize that Eddie was here. This was your Eddie with you. He trails his lips down to your neck where he peppers your neck with soft kisses.

" Eddie, please.." you beg, holding onto his shoulder now. His tongue slowly traces the skin on the side of your neck.

We were once young and blessed with wings No heights could keep us from their reach No sacred place we did not soar

You feel his teeth softly scrape against your neck causing you to moan. The very sound causes Eddie to hold you tighter as his teeth sink into your neck. His lips wrap around the side of your neck as he suck a bit of your blood, moaning at the taste before he releases you and steps back.

He watches your body sink down to your feet, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket as he races to your side holding you to his chest. Your eyes flutter closed but there a wide smile on your face.

Still greater things burned within us I don't regret the choices that I've made I know you feel the same

Your eyes flutter open after a few hours of laying in bed with Eddie pacing back and forth with worry in his eyes when he hears you gasp. He races to your side, " How do you feel, sweets?"

There is an ache in your gums and there is a certain hunger.

It worked.

You glance over at Eddie, smiling as you cup his face.

" I get to be with you forever, Eddie Munson" his own smile matches yours. " What do you say we get something to eat?" he asks, tilting his head as he stands up and holds out his hand for you.

You slip your hand in his, " lead the way lover boy."

He growls at the nickname.

" You think you're so cute" he says.

" I do, lover boy" you smirked and eyes wide as he growls, pouncing on you. You squeal trying to get away from him but he's right behind you on his feet.

You couldn't spend the rest of your life with him by your side. You weren't going to lose him ever again.

#Eddie Munson #imagine Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson one shot #Eddie Munson vampire #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson x you #Eddie Munson x y/n #Eddie Munson x female reader #jewls writes

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Laito [06]

ー The scene starts in Laito’s bedroom at the Violet Manor

*Thud* 

Laito: ...Nnh...

Yui: Laito-kun! Thank god, you’re awake. 

Laito: Bitch-chan...? How...? My room...? I’m pretty sure we were in the dungeon...?

Yui: You don’t remember? You suddenly lost consciousness in our cell.

Azusa-kun came to check up on us and helped out. He carried you all the way here.

He even managed to convince Carla-san to give us permission to leave the dungeon, thank god.

Laito: I see...As to be expected of him...

*Rustle* 

Laito: Uu...

Yui: Ah! Don’t try to get up just yet.

Laito: Don’t worry, I can handle this much...

...Where are the others? 

Yui: Apparently the Scarlet Manor was showing suspicious movements, so they all headed out.

Although Azusa-kun stayed behind just in case. He’s patrolling the manor right now though. 

Laito: I see...

Yui: Laito-kun...?

( He’s been full of energy this whole time, but he seems somewhat out of it right now. I guess it’s because he only just woke up? )

Ah...You probably want some water, right? I’ll go get you some, okay?

*Rustle*

Laito: ...Wait. There’s something I’d like to ask you.

Yui: S...Sure, what’s wrong?

Laito: You told me before that we’re dating, but what was our relationship actually like? 

Yui: Eh...?

Laito: Tell me everything.

Yui: ...!

( This is the first time he’s shown interest...But, why? )

( No, that doesn’t matter. If he wants to know, I’ll tell him. )

You might not believe me, but you were living at a place called the Sakamaki Manor. As part of a family of six brothers.

Through a series of events...It was decided that I would move in there with you guys.

Laito: You moved into a house full of Vampires?

Yui: Yeah, at first I thought that maybe it was some kind of joke. I went through a lot of hardships as well...

But you know, through getting to know you better, I realized that you were also suffering in your own way.

Then little by little, I found myself wanting to remain by your side...

Laito: I was suffering? How so?

Yui: Wellーー

( Can I talk about Cordelia-san? )

( He clearly acted strange after hearing the sound of my heartbeat in the dungeon. )

Laito: Seems like you’d rather not share that. Oh well, I guess it’s fine. In return...

...Do you happen to know a woman with a very eccentric and strong impression?

Yui: Eh...?

( Is he talking about Cordelia-san...? I guess the woman he saw while he was having those dizzy spells must indeed have been... )

Laito: Judging by your reaction...You really do know her.

Yui: Ah, well...

( If I bring up Cordelia-san right now, he might just remember everything. )

( But should I tell him when they’re nothing but a bunch of bad, painful memories? If those cause him to suffer again... )

Laito: Why do you suddenly go quiet? I guess there’s still things you want to keep a secret despite seeming so insistent on talking to me about all of this.

Selection

→ Dodge the question (🖤)

Yui: I mean, I do know her, but she has nothing to do with what I want to talk about right now. 

Laito: You think you can trick me like that? It’s so blatantly obvious. 

Yui: ( ...He saw right through my lies. I don’t think I’ll be able to talk my way out of this one... )

→ Apologize (♡)

Yui: I’m sorry. I don’t exactly want to keep quiet. It’s just...

Laito: Then tell me already.

Yui: ...!

Yui: The woman you mentioned, she’s...

( No...I just can’t say it after all...! )

( I want him to remember. Still, I don’t want to see him in pain! )

Laito: ...Geez. Guess you can’t tell me after all.

You seemed so adamant about talking to me, but when you fear it might negatively impact you, you go quiet.

You really are a selfish girl, aren’t you?

Yui: Y-You’re wro...

Laito: I’m not going to press you with questions about it forever, so let’s forget about that woman.

It’s just...

*Rustle* 

Laito: I’ll have you reveal the secret behind your heart.

Yui: Wha...!?

ー He moves closer

*Rustle*

Yui: W-Wait! Let me go...!

Laito: Shut up.

Yui: ...!

( He’s no longer smiling...I shouldn’t oppose him right now... )

Laito: ...The sound of your heartbeat...I’m positive I’ve heard it somewhere before...

I could never forget...about such a distinctive sound...

Yui: Laito-kun...?

Laito: ...But I can’t remember...

Yui: Ow...If you press down on my arm that tightly...

Laito: ...Hey, Bitch-chan. What’s with your heart? 

I get this incredibly unpleasant feeling just from hearing it beat...

Yet at the same time, it also stirs up feelings of endearment, or sudden sadness...I just don’t understand.

Yui: This heart, you see...

( It’s your mother’s heart after all... )

( But I can’t tell him that. Laito-kun only ever experienced a terribly twisted kind of love from her after all! )

Laito: ...Aah. You still won’t tell me anything, huh?

Do you think you’ll get away with staying silent? Or do you get a kick out of keeping me on the edge of my seat like this?

I’m not in the mood for that right now, you see.

Yui: W-What...?

Laito: I’ve had those dizzy spells several times before. They always occur after I drink your blood. 

So I simply assumed that it was the richness of your blood getting to my head.

Yui: ( Now that he mentions it, something similar happened when we were ambushed by Ayato-kun and Kanato-kun... )

Laito: But I grew incredibly dizzy just from hearing the sound of your heartbeat. 

Yui: ...!

Laito: I just want to get rid of this irritation. I mean, I barely even feel like myself right now. 

All I care about is enjoying the moment. I never cared about when or how I’d die. That’s how my days have come and gone.

But right now...Something keeps swirling around inside my head and I can’t seem to control it myself.

Yui: That’s...

Laito: You know the answer to my questions. Right? Don’t you want to help me out?

Don’t you remember how you risked your own life to protect me back in the dungeon?

Yui: I...I’m sorry...

Laito: Excuse me? You think you can apologize your way out of this? It’s not an apology that I want to hear from you.

Honestly, why do I feel so angry? I’ve gotten kind of thirsty as well...

You’ll take responsibility for upsetting me, won’t you? 

Yui: Eh? ...W-Wait...!

Laito: Quench my thirst...with your blood...Nnh...Nn...

ー Laito bites her

Yui: Eek...Aah...!

( Once again, without mercy...My blood’s steadily flowing out... )

Laito: Haah...Even though it helps against the thirst, it doesn’t bring me any actual satisfaction...

Yui: ( Of course not. His missing memories, the memories of the love he never experiencedーー )

( There’s no way he’d get the affection he’s yearning after by doing this... )

I’m begging you, no more...Stop...

Laito: What are you saying? You love to get toyed around with, don’t you...?

Rejoice like you usually do. Come on, I’ll drink from your ear? ...With all of my mind, painfully...Okay?

Yui: No...Sto...!

Laito: Even right now, I can’t get enough of seeing you utterly terrified like that...Nnh...Phew...

Yui: Uu...Ah...Aah...

Laito-kun...

Laito: Nnh...Nn...Haah...Yes? Are you ready to spill the beans now, unable to bear with the pain?

But it’s too late now...Guh...

Yui: ( ...Eh? )

Laito: Kuh...This again...? It’s even worse than before...

Yui: ( He’s dizzy again...!? I’m still a bit shaky in my step since he just sucked my blood but... )

Uu...O-One second, okay...!? I’ll go call Azusa-kun right awaーー

*Thud*

Yui: Eh...?

( I heard the sound of something breaking just now... )

Ayato: Eve! You bitch, where are you!? Answer me if you’re there!

Kanato: We came all the way here to get you. So please, just be a good girl and show yourself.

Yui: ( These voices...Ayato-kun and Kanato-kun!? )

( No way, just when Carla-san and the others aren’t here...Also, right now Laito-kun is...! )

ー Azusa enters the room

*Thud* 

Azusa: Eve, Laito...!

Yui: Azusa-kun! Ayato-kun and Kanato-kun are...!

Azusa: Seems like they’ve come to attack us, using the fact that the others are absent to their advantage...

I’ll keep them busy, so the two of you should...

Laito: Uu...

Azusa: Laito? You’re still feeling unwell...?

Laito: I’m fine...Dealing with those two is more important right now, no?

I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can fight in my current condition...

Azusa: Yeah, you should escape through the window...

Ayato: How many times do I have to tell you to show yourself!?

Azusa: They’re coming...Hurry!

Laito: Bitch-chan, let’s go...

Yui: O-Okay...

( He can barely walk...Will he be okay? )

( ...No, right now, we just have to run. Ayato-kun and Kanato-kun are after us...! )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #laito sakamaki #chaos lineage #diabolik lovers translation #cllaito6

[enkvyu]

"you can head back now."

you could feel childe's cold gaze follow you as you attempt to walk away, ball gown dragging behind your trail, gathering dust and grime from the floor of the dungeon where he had rushed you into when the first explosion went off in the grand hall. it was safe to say you could have only escaped due to his quick instincts but in the current moment, you couldn't force the thanks out from the back of your throat.

"it is still unsafe, your highness." he says and you hear the crunch of gravel as he takes a step forward. "let me take you back to your room, at least."

"there is no need."

"your highness, it is too soon to be alone. the situation has barely been contained." another step forward and you wonder how he was so able to close the distance when you realise your feet had stopped moving. curse this body, so desperate to cling to memories.

"childe, you will obey my orders as the princess. when i tell you i will be fine, i mean it."

"i don't have it in me to believe you."

"i don't need you to. i just need to you leave me the fuck alone!" the words slip out of your mouth before you can filter them and the silence it brings you coaxes the air out of your lungs. "go back and access the situation, childe."

the steady click of heels against cement tells you your body has finally begun to work again and you swallow a sigh of relief. sure, you may have slipped up a little too much for your liking, but nothing a bottle of strong wine and a good night's rest couldn't fix.

it would simply be better if you could just forget him. if it was ever that easy.

and as if the world wanted to remind you just how unfixable the situation was, you hear your name. called with such delicacy, as if a breath could blow it away, trembling because the syllables have grown foreign on his tongue, because the memories the word unleashes are burdensome and heavy, throwing you both back in the distant past. it only took one word, uttered from one mouth, for the world to give out beneath your feet.

hesitantly, your body betraying your screaming mind once again, you find yourself turning.

you choke on a gasp.

the entire night you had desperately tried anything to refuse his eye, taking up every dance request with greasy men who only had eyes for the way your dress hugged your figure. every time he had even dared to approach you, you had already crossed the floors of the ball, in the arms of another man.

but as fate would have it he'd always find his way back to you, his arms wrapped around you, pushing you into his chest, you could only stare at the ground because the familiarity of his body pressed into yours was too overwhelming to acknowledge.

childe stood perhaps two metres away, eyes holding onto yours. the scars of his past ran jagged lines across his face, though its brutality dimmed at the pleading expression dusted on his face.

another step taken, slowly as if coaxing a wild beast.

he says your name again, testing the waters. you watch him approach, the same emotion in his eyes reflected in yours. how you wanted to cup his face and memorise all the features that made him, him.

"please." childe says. "let me take you back."

you open and close your mouth. he now stood before you, his breath warm against the still air of the dungeons.

with his face so close to yours, you realise he was everything you had given up. you didn't recognise the emptiness in his gaze, oh what had the abyss done to him, you didn't recognise the dangling earring on his right, you didn't recognise the dip of his collarbone, the arch of his brow, the tilt of his lips. it was clear he had grown. perhaps the two of you needed to as well.

"you've done enough."

silence ensues, ridden with guilt and thick with ticking tension.

"you would let our past get in the way of your safety?" childe asks. his hand slides up your arm.

the sensation is enough break you out of your trance. you slap the hand away, taking a step back to further the distance. the moment breaks just like that, perhaps it had always been fragile.

"i will call another guard." you watch as his eyes harden, the delicacy dissipating until you weren't even sure if it had ever been there to begin with. "thank you for your service. your skills would be better appreciated apprehending the situation above."

when he doesn't say anything, simply staring at you, you take another step back. "please go back."

"this is it, then?"

"i don't know what you mean."

"i miss you, you know."

"go back, childe."

"all these years, i've been holding onto you to survive."

"go back."

"where did i lose you, tell me!"

"childe."

"this isn't fair." the man runs a hand through his hair, breathing in heavily. "i just found you again."

"remember your place, solider."

he freezes and exhales, shaking his head as if it'll empty his racing mind. "i won't give up on you."

you smile sadly at that. "i'm sorry. i've already given up on you."

and it's heartbreak all over again, the broken look in his eyes like glass shattering, the memories you held together breaking with it. you see it then, you really do, when his eyes fall and sweep back up, as if taking you in, the you he once knew, for the last time. and he sees it then, the hopelessness in the moment, everything he had been fighting for, for naught.

"you have, haven't you?"

"i'm sorry i couldn't wait."

he shakes his head. "i wasn't fast enough. i lost you."

"childe." you say, cherishing the word on your tongue one last time. "call another guard for me."

this time, he nods, resigned. "of course, your highness."

he turns first, footsteps echoing the empty room until they fade to silence. you watch him leave, and the reality hits not like a dam, but a simple, sudden epiphany. perhaps, in your most vulnerable of moments, you had truly wished he could take you back to what once was, perhaps a small inkling in your stomach told you things could return, perhaps you still had hope. now, you truly had severed any remaining fraying strings for good.

he was gone for good.

perhaps the cruellest thing is that if you had told your younger selves this was how you were to part, neither as friends nor enemies but strangers with memories, they would have never believed it.

#childe x reader #childe x you #childe angst #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact angst #genshin x reader #childe imagines #childe hcs #genshin impact hcs

[gehtsis]

'Because you're my friend, and I could never hate you for it.'

oh boy oh boy its another average gehtsis fic and its about @sincerely-sofie 's mortality exchange au!! twig is back in town and she and kip talk a bit after the 30+ years they've been apart!! woo!!!

Kip's daily schedule was simple yet depressing as it could get, as far as some people figured.

At around 4:50am, he would wake up to an empty bed besides his, reminding him of a friend that he could remember as clear as day - yet one that was no longer with him. It didn't sit well with him. Not then, and not now. But he still had to put food on the table, after all.

He'd stop by the Kecleon Brothers to buy some guild supplies, and get to work. Ever so occasionally bumming into folks from Treasure Town who were kind to ask him if he's alright, if he needs anything, all that sympathetic jibber jabber.

As much as Kip wasn't one to turn down help, there was just so little that the people surrounding him could do to bring back the one person he cared most about - Twig.

It all happened just far too fast, in his memory. One night, Twig simply left - leaving pretty much no traces behind. No notes, no possible hint to point out where she was, nada. Kip and everyone that he knew were completely stuck in the dark. He remembers how scared he was when going around town and finding out that no one knew where Twig went. No one in Wigglytuff's Guild, no one in Spinda's Cafe, not even the future trio knew. And the fact that none of them knew either terrified them, too.

Everyone searched far and wide, only to be met with bad news. Twig vanished. Almost as if the ground swallowed her whole, only leaving her memory in the minds of her grieving friends as a reminder.

Oh, how Kip hated himself for it all. It's just Team Skull said to him all those years ago.

Too spineless to stand up to his own good without her, and now he couldn't even save her with the spine he now had.

But he had to put the grievance aside, he had an escorting job to do. The last thing he needed was to make all the young explorers worried sick about him.

The workday was as average as it could've gotten - except something was off with the dungeon that was picked for the escort.

Ever so occasionally, someone on the team would experience tiredness, and it was a very frequent occurrence.

Some speculated that the dungeon was cursed, some suggested that it was just natural, while some jokingly said that maybe there's a spooky ghost that will put everyone to sleep to ensure that their dreams get feasted on.

With Kip being armed with Chesto Berries to ensure that no one falls asleep, the speculations died down, but he was just curious as to what could've been the cause for such a thing. It wasn't natural, much less it effecting multiple people in a fast rate. Nonetheless, they continued deeper, all the way to the final floor.

The team eventually made it to what they suspected was the cause of the sleep inducing stuff - a lone Charizard. Yet.. it didn't seem like the ones you'd encounter in normal dungeons.

Her body was pitch black, white flames bursting from the edges of her mouth and her tail tip, blue crystalline eyes and jagged red edges that formed around the neck area, almost forming a crown-like shape. She was scared. She was afraid, insisting that they should all leave immediately and right this second.

Kip took a step closer to ensure that none of them had any evil intentions, but one look at the eyes and he seemingly.. froze. She stared back at him, freezing just the way he did. He knew who she was, and she did as well.

It was Twig. She was alive, and she was here, in front of him.

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The next morning, Kip woke up with a rather tedious headache. He assumed that maybe it had to something with staying up for so long last time to let Dusknoir and Celebi see Twig and see both of them get just as emotional as he did all the while scolding and ugly-crying at her for completely disappearing and wonder just where she went and whatnot.

No, that couldn't be it.. getting a headache from something like that just felt odd. He'll have to check that out later.

As he woke up in his usual early morning hour, he expected to see Twig sleeping in the other end and finally feeling that happiness that he felt all those years ago - only to find out that she already got up and was heading for the outsides of Sharpedo Bluff, and he decided to follow suit.

Looking up the entrance, he saw that Twig sat on the edge of the bluff, watching the sun rise. He chose to approach and sit down beside her, seeing as he took the day off after telling the guildmaster about everything that happened and had nowhere to rush to.

Upon sitting down, the two parties greeted each other with a casual but awkward "Morning", and silence filling the air between as they took the sights in.

It was awkward, and neither of them knew why it felt like it. Kip was about to shower Twig with questions about, well, EVERYTHING, and Twig felt like she had to answer everything he'd throw at her. She already saw how much those years had a toll on him, and she didn't allow him to be that way any longer.

Regardless, the silence had to be broken, other they both might just explode from just how dense the atmosphere felt.

"So, uhh.. you evolved. That's pretty cool! Do you like.. feel any different?" Kip shot the first topic, almost regretting it immediately. God, he thought she was dead for 30 years and that's what he had to say? If he could, he would've slapped himself if Twig was sitting right here besides him.

Twig, on the other hand, chuckled a bit at the question before giving him her answer.

"Not a whole bunch, honestly. The wings are fine and all, but I don't really see myself as a.. flier, or something like that."

"Huh."

And like that, the silence continued it's course. Twig could feel Kip's upcoming questions about who where and why, so she figured she may as well let him ask and receive.

"Kip, I can tell that something's on your mind. Don't be afraid to ask me, man.. it's the least I could do after just disappearing on you for so long."

Kip snapped out of his uncomfortable silence at her words, almost feeling hesitant now that she picked up on it so easily. Obviously, he felt the need to do it yesterday when the two came back, but overloading her with questions especially when Celebi and Dusknoir already did the same would've felt rather improper and just give Twig a harder time adjusting to.. well, everything. So, he felt the need to confirm with her before he started asking.

"And you're.. gonna be fine with what I'll have to say?"

"You're my friend, Kip. I'm not gonna bite you for just speaking, you know."

"W-well.. if you say so."

Taking a deep breath in and out, Kip asked the very first thing that was on his mind the moment he first reunited with Twig.

"How did you end up looking like.. this? I know that some charizards can look a bit similar to you when they mega evolve, but this is.. a whole new different thing to unpack.."

Twig took a sigh of her own at the question. Right. If her appearance was enough to get some of the younglings from back then to shiver at the sight of her, then it would only be obvious that Kip would be just as concerned. Nonetheless, he was waiting for answer. And she didn't like what she was about to say.

"It's a.. very long story. I can tell it to you, but I need to ask you something in return."

"Oh, sure. what is it?"

"Do you know what happened to Darkrai back at Dark Crater?"

The question alone was enough to get Kip to shiver a bit. While Darkrai was indeed gone forever, he never forgot how terrifying Darkrai was. Convincing the two of them that they were better off not existing at all, threatening to plunge the world into darkness, it was horrifying. Kip swallowed his fear and nodded up and down to show that he knows.

"Y-yeah. I remember you delivering the finishing blo on him and he just sorta.. faded away? Did he like, curse you to look like this before that happened?"

"Far from it. After we both collapsed after the fight, Cresselia telepathically spoke to me after bringing us back to Treasure Town. She congratulated me for defeating Darkrai, but she informed me that not only did I deliver the finishing blow, I.. killed him. He was gone."

Kip could feel his jaw drop at that revelation. For the longest time, it was rumored that Legends were either immortal, or that they could never be killed in combat by a mortal. Obviously, no one was foolish enough to try, but people still believed it regardless.

"Turns out that Legends can be killed, especially by mortals. But when that happens, the pokemon that killed the legend inherits their power, and essentially becoming an extension of them. That's how Cresselia said it, at least."

"So when you killed Darkrai back at Dark Crater, you essentially.. became him, body and mind and all?"

"I pretty much got his whole nightmare powers and all, not the whole.. evilness part, which is probably the only good thing to come out of that situation."

".. Huh. I.. had no idea."

".. It's also the reason I ran away from all of you. I didn't want to hurt anyone, be it you, Grovyle, Celebi, Dusknoir, or everyone else."

Kip went silent at that last comment. While he could understand that the whole nightmary stuff would be hard at first for Twig to master, he didn't thing that self-imposed exile would be her first solution to confront it. He knew that she couldn't ask for help to save her own life, but.. was he too untrustworthy enough for her to try and help her with it?

"Actually, I wanna ask you somethin'. If you don't mind, that is.."

".. What is it, Twig?"

"Why don't you hate me for all of this?"

Truthfully, Kip didn't have an answer to that. Up until now, he didn't even know that Twig was alive, much less that she chose to leave on purpose. And now that he knows, he can't bring himself to hate her either. Hell, even Celebi got angry with her for everything, and that was only for a few minutes before she started crying again.

".. I couldn't hate you for it."

"W-why not, dude?! I mean, I completely abandoned you without doing so much as leaving a goodbye note, and you're just.. fine with it?"

"Twig.. I don't wanna be mad at you. Sure, I wish you would've at least given us a sign that you were still alive, but.. knowing what you went through to immediately assume that leaving was the only option.. I would've probably acted the same way, too."

"... Really?"

"I mean, not like like you, but it's something I would've heavily considered."

"And even with that in mind.. I can't hate you for it, Twig. I don't want to, and I won't hate you. You're my friend, and.. I just don't want to lose you again. I'm just happy that you're here."

Twig was silent at his words. She looked to the side a bit, sniffing a bit while trying to wipe the tears from her eyes away. She spoke again, her voice sounding almost mournful as she held back tears while looking back at Kip.

"You're a good friend, dude. I.. I just don't know what to say."

"It's okay, it's okay. Do you wanna hug? I know you dislike physical touch, but- oomph!"

Twig reached out for Kip immediately as soon as he spread his arms wide for the hug, and she just whimpered as she held him close and tight, and he held her closer in a tight embrace, fighting back the tears the same way she did.

"... I missed you."

"Me too."

[peccaberry]

Woo, first part of the Volorei PMD AU is done! This comic is a blend of original art and official PMD explorers of sky art. (Background of first panel and all of second panel is edited official, the rest is mine)

More info below the cut here!

This is a PMD explorer of sky AU where my specific version of Legend of Arceus's Rei from my fanfic ACD was taken at 18 years old to the PMD explorer of world in typical protag fashion. (He never went to Hisui in this AU and would have been living in Jubilife Town in Sinnoh before this)

He still has all his human memories and is doing his best to adjust to the fact he had to live the rest of his life as a Pokemon when up until recently he has only ever been a human. New instincts and a new brain aren't easy to adjust to even if it is your consciousness using them!

(I personally feel like this is the best way to translate over Rei's struggles with learning to cope with adjusting to the past over into the PMD universe.)

Rei had already finished the main plot of PMD:EOS and is just living his life doing missions when a local Absol named Volo requests help hatching a Togepi egg he found in a dungeon due to Chansey's daycare being full. Rei, being a fire type, sees this as easy money and accepts the job.

What he didn't expect was that Volo would immediately develop a huge crush on him. Now he has to work with a lovestruck Absol to raise a little Togepi egg and while the guy is incredibly cute he's also a little weird. Like he wants to fight god and keeps making plans. Will he let this obsession consume him or will he give it up for the sake of raising Togepi? Will Rei return Volo's feelings or leave when the job is over?

Volo himself is the local merchant who sets up shop in dungeons in place of the Kecleon brothers. He's pretty flighty so he doesn't set up shop too often because he's always getting distracted by the dungeons he's in. He just wants to explore them! And maybe one of them will eventually lead him to God so he can fight him. He's a Pokemon of simple goals!

His most recent escapade was pushing through all 99 floors of Destiny Tower only to find out that Arceus wasn't even there. It was just a statue that looked like him.

Volo was understandably not thrilled with this but he did find something completely unexpected at the statue's feet- an abandoned Togepi egg. Volo thinks it may have been placed at the foot of the statue as a plee to Arceus to have it protected. He decides to take it upon himself to raise the egg to spite Arceus for not having the nerve to show up and take it himself. (I'm sure Arceus is very hurt by this Volo. He's crying right now, trust me.)

I have a few more comics planned for this since it's a nice sort of break from writing ACD to draw cute stuff with Volo and Rei when I feel burnt out from the angst of the fanfiction. Exactly how much will probably depend on how much interest this gets but I'm still going to be working on ACD first and foremost. Hope you guys like it!

#peccaspeaks #volorei pmd AU #volo pokemon #pokemon #pokemon volo #pokemon legends volo #pokemon legends rei #pokemon mystery dungeon #pmd eos #pmd comic #pmd au #pokemon art #absol #quilava #pokemon legends of arceus #volo x rei #volorei