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athena-writes-i-guess · 1 year

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Prompt: “I really want to kiss you right now”/“Then do it.”

Warnings: none! All fluff baby!

A/N: I’m an idiot and accidentally deleted this post cause I’ve got these big dumb thumbs. Sorry for the repost! I hope you like this and I would love you forever if you wanted to interact with this again 😊

You had a bright smile on your face as you walked down the halls of your alma mater, Hawkins High. You had barely managed to graduate two years ago and had moved to a bigger city a few towns over to get a better job but now you were visiting your hometown for a long weekend.

You knew tonight was Hellfire night, at least you still hoped it was, and you wanted to see Eddie Munson. You hadn’t seen him since the summer after his first senior year, when you were supposed to graduate together, and you missed him more than you wanted to admit.

You and Eddie had been close in high school, best friends, but you had always had stronger feelings for him. You fell for him, hard, during those years with him. Growing from awkward friends in freshman year, to attached at the hip in senior year. But you never got any sign from Eddie that he wanted more, and you didn’t think someone as amazing as him could fall for you. So nothing ever came of your feelings and you slowly grew apart from the distance.

You arrived at the door to the drama room and stopped to listen outside for a moment, your smile grew as you heard his voice for the first time in a year. “So what do you plan to do, young adventurers?” Eddie asked, you could hear the chatter of his party as they discussed their next move. You took this time to open the door, it’s hinges letting out their signature squeak as you walked through.

All heads shot to you, but you had eyes for only one. Eddie looked at you, a look of genuine surprise on his handsome features that morphed into an excited smile. You felt your heart skip a beat as you saw it, not knowing his was doing the same. “Good to see my favorite Dungeon Master is still adventuring.” You said as you walked further into the room towards the group.

“I better be your only Dungeon Master, sweetheart.” He joked, standing from his throne to quickly close the distance to you. He hugged you tightly and spun you around, relishing in the giggle you let out as he did.

He pulled away after a few moments, taking you in, almost like he couldn’t believe you were standing in front of him now. You guess he probably couldn’t, you felt a pang of guilt in your chest at the thought. You felt like a bad friend.

“Do you want to sit in while we finish this up? We can catch up after?” Eddie asked, a hopeful look on his face as his hands drifted down to lock with yours, squeezing them gently.

“Of course, that’s why I came.” You said, squeezing his hands in return. You shared a soft look before he turned and introduced you to the group, the teens greeting you warmly as Eddie pulled up a chair for you right next to him.

You now found yourself helping Eddie pack up the table after the party cleared out from the room, a comfortable silence hanging between you as you shared shy smiles as you worked.

“So what brings you back to lil old Hawkins?” Eddie asked as he put his guidebooks into his DMing bag.

“I had a long weekend at work, decided to visit the old stomping ground.” You said, handing him some of his mini figures. “See an old friend.” You smiled at him, loving the happy look that appeared on his features from being a reason for your visit.

“It’s good to see you, real good.” He said, placing the bag on the table before turning to you completely and grabbing your hand. “I missed you so much, sweetheart. Thought about you all the time.”

“I did too, Eds. I’m- Im sorry I let us grow apart.” You said, averting your gaze from those beautiful brown eyes of his as you felt shame wash over you.

“It wasn’t just you. It was my fault too, Y/N.” He told you, moving his head in your line of sight so you would look at him again. He felt bold, finally, with you. “I had a hard time talking with you being so far away.” He said softly, taking in your confused expression. “Not because of anything you did!” He added quickly, “My feelings got in the way I guess.” He confessed, rubbing his thumb into your skin, seemingly to comfort himself more than you.

“What do you mean, Eddie?” You asked, your heart was hammering in your chest erratically. This couldn’t be happening.

“I know I’m just your friend. And I was always fine with that. But, I wanted so much more with you, sweetheart. I fucked up and fell in love with you I guess.” He chuckled in self deprecation, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

You stood there shell shocked for a moment. Eddie Munson just told you he loved you. You remembered being 16 and having this dream over and over, hell, you had this dream last night. This was everything you had ever wanted and now you were standing like a deer in headlights.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” Eddie said quickly as he went to pull his hand away, looking down when you held onto it tighter.

“Wait, Eddie.” You said breathlessly, smiling up at him, “I’m sorry. That just surprised me. I don’t think you know how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that.” You said, your smile turning almost bashful as you spoke. You wanted to laugh at the look of surprise on Eddie’s face. “I remember when I fell for you, actually. It was the summer before junior year, you took me to see Grease 2 that day. I couldn’t believe that metalhead Eddie Munson was letting me drag him to a musical.” You chuckled, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. “I was singing that ‘We’ll be Together’ song on the way home and you sang it with me, and that’s when I knew. Knew that I loved you.”

Eddie beamed at you as he tentatively placed his free hand on your waist, pulling you into him to close the distance between you. “I wish I had known, I had already liked you for a year at that point.” He said, squeezing your hand in his. You stared up at him, practically nose to nose with how close you were, he even bumped his lightly against yours playfully, “I really want to kiss you right now.” He whispered, his eyes full of adoration as they gazed into yours.

“Then do it.” You whispered back. The two of sharing a smile before his lips crashed onto yours.

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latelyanobsession · 2 years

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Choice Encounters

summary your relationship with billy was rocky. on and off. hot and cold. you hadn’t looked to steve so much as an option but more as a convenient place holder. but now you’ve quickly found yourself in a heated situation. their competitiveness threatening to pull you in opposite directions.

warnings cursing, smut™, lil bit angsty, teen-dream drama, degradation, praise, competitive/opposing dynamics, spicy

word count 2,927

note i tried to look through some of the existing threesome fics with this pairing a. there’s not a lot of them (disappointment), and b. the running dynamic in a lot of them tends to pair billy and steve in a mutual partnership aimed at the reader a lot of the time, but i really like the competitive streak they both have so... reading this request i just really wanted to lean into that hard. like painfully so... and it made me like gleefully think of the tiktok audios where the man says “don’t look at him. why’re you looking at him? look at me. he’s not gonna help you...” and just think of billy with that mentality during this kind of interaction. prompt - “So Imagine This you and Billy had a toxic relationship and when y’all have a break you fucked Steve to piss them off and he ends up finding out and he gets mad so he confronts Steve and he says meet me at my house at seven and he tells you meet him at the same time and you know what happens (Degrading if you can from billy and praise kink from Steve)”

As always any feedback is much appreciated. Thanks for reading!

It had been a week.

A week since the fighting match erupted in the halls. All eyes on the pair of you.

Billy burning rubber out of the school parking lot, leaving you standing there the victor.

Feeling heartsick and guilty. Proud and powerful. Awful beyond recognition.

You wanted the earth to swallow you whole.

You swore you had no idea why you put up with his tirades time after time.

Maybe it was because you loved him, you weren’t entirely sure that was the case on some days...

But this time you pushed back, bringing your own words to this knife fight.

Like a seawall he crashed upon you. Trying to drown and wash you out with the tide.

You stood through it, gritting your teeth. And you hit. Low. Lower than you probably should have.

You knew better than to weaponize such things against him, but you were tired of being the punching bag.

Of being whittled away and worn down with each storm.

You bit back, and now you were paying for it.

You were miserable. Listless and lonely.

If you weren’t so stubborn you’d have buckled immediately and run to apologize.

But every time you’d see him in the hall, longingly your eyes would meet for a fleeting moment, only for your resolve to rekindle.

The anger swelling in your chest, cheeks heating, as you stalked away.

You’d sooner die before he’d see you grovel for forgiveness. But that didn’t change how much you missed him.

How much you longed to be back in his arms. Feeling his lips upon yours.

You supposed it was a momentary lapse in judgment.

Your mind consumed by thoughts of both avoidance and yearning for Billy that made you say ‘yes’.

As you found yourself sitting in Steve Harrington’s passenger seat, having agreed to come over and study for a calculus test.

His house was huge but impersonal. Cold and quiet. Not a single object out of place.

It was nothing like Billy’s place.

Sitting on his bed, you aimlessly scribbled out another equation. Nothing was sticking in your head.

Pinching your nose you tossed down your pencil in frustration.

“None of this shit makes any sense!” you grumbled impatiently.

“Which part?” Steve brought over his notes from the desk and sat next to you.

“This... all of it. I don’t know.” you wanted to rip the page out of your notebook and start all over.

Looking over your work, Steve chewed the end of his pencil in thought.

“I think you messed up here...” he pointed to the ‘x’ further up in the equation.

You followed his finger, it still made no sense. You had pretty much given up on passing this class with anything more than a C.

“God I hate math...” you huffed running the eraser through the equation.

Steve chuckled. “Me too.”

He looked at you. Your eyes meeting.

That big dopey grin on his face... and you just couldn’t help yourself.

You kissed him.

The textbooks were quickly abandoned to the floor. Along with your clothes.

And for the first time in over a week, Billy was no longer on your mind.

It was amazingly freeing. And surprisingly you didn’t feel nearly as guilty as you thought you should about the whole ordeal.

A few days later you were even smiling. Standing at your locker putting away your books when a loud bang on the row of lockers startled you half out of your skin.

“Jesus!” you dropped the book in your hand.

Peering around your locker door you met Billy’s gaze blazing into you.

You steeled yourself.

“What do you want?” you sniped, picking up your book and dusting it off.

He wriggled his nose in annoyance, as if he was still carefully selecting the words he wanted to say.

“I want you over tonight.” he demanded.

“And I want to be Miss America.” you quipped in irritation, closing your locker to walk away.

He clamped a hand around your wrist, reigning you in close.

“This isn’t a fuckin’ debate.” he warned, “be there by seven.”

You searched his eyes, it wasn’t entirely clear if this was an invitation to make up or if it was a ham-handed attempt to apologize.

But what you did know was that you didn’t dare push your luck and skip out.

“Ok. I’ll be there.... now are you gonna let me go or do you want to come with to Home Ec?” you rattled your wrist feebly.

He let go of you, watching you through furrowed brows until you disappeared into your classroom.

Out on the basketball court Billy gave Steve one of the hardest practice runs he’d had in ages.

Ignoring the coach’s whistle several times when shouldering him out and hovering in at close range to steal the ball from the offense.

He brazenly tripped Steve, stealing the ball to pass to Tommy.

Leaning in he innocently offered Steve his hand.

Steve initially didn’t take it, he’d learned this lesson before in the fall.

The coach blew the whistle. Practice was over.

Billy’s hand was still outstretched, the game was over. Maybe it was safe.

He took it, Billy gripping him harshly and dragging him in close so only Steve would hear him.

“You and I need to chat, Pretty Boy. My place at seven.”

He carelessly tossed Steve back to the ground, stepping over him and heading for the locker room.

You sat in your driveway idling. You didn’t want to go. It occurred to you that maybe there was another reason he wanted you over... and it wouldn’t be a pleasant one.

Did he know?

How could he have known? He’d been avoiding you all week.

Dread was sinking into your veins as you backed down the driveway and crawled your way to Cherry Street. Maybe if you went so slowly he wouldn’t be there when you arrived.

No such luck.

The camaro was on the curb when you got there.

There was another car. Odd. Billy never had other company when you were over.

It was just the two of you.

You squinted, but couldn’t make out the make or color in the dark.

“Ya gonna take all night?!” he barked at you from the open door.

You coyly sidled your way up to the porch. Hands tucked behind your back.

Cigarette nestled between his lips, he looked at you impatiently.

“Yer late.” he snapped.

“Sorry.”

He snorted, taking in a puff as you passed inside, ducking under his arm.

Walking into his bedroom, you froze mid-step.

Steve was sitting on his couch, thumbing through a book. A discontented look on his face.

Looking up his eyes softened as they met yours.

Oh... he knew alright. And your ass was grass.

Turning on your heels, you walked right into a hard chest.

“And just where’dya think yer goin’?” Billy’s large hands clasping both of your arms.

“H-home...” you said trying to wiggle free, avoiding his eyes.

“Not a chance” he snarled.

Gripping you under the chin, he forced your eyes up. Blowing smoke in your your face, making you cough.

“Little birdy told me ya’ve been busy this week.” he spoke in a low tone.

“Oh...?” you asked dumbly.

You were in for it. But .... why was Steve here? And why was he still breathing?

His hold tightened, growing impatient.

“Don’t toy with me, slut!” your eyes shot wide, washing over his features.

A small smirk was growing at the edge of his lips, cigarette dangling.

Was this some sort of game you hadn’t been told about?

You looked at Steve questioningly, he looked concerned, hands fisted in the cushion. But he was far from intervening.

“Don’t look at him!” Billy shook you, “Why’re you looking at him?”

“Look at me.” the deep timbre of his voice turned sickly sweet. “He’s not gonna help you.”

You swallowed, your throat running dry. Your mind was running wild.

“I was...” you answered cautiously.

“With who, slut?” Billy coaxed, his grip on your arm loosening.

“Steve” you said barely above a whisper.

You went to look at Steve, only to have your gaze dragged back to Billy.

His stare was searing. Drawing heat to your core, your cheeks flushing.

“What was that?” he taunted, leaning in.

“S-steve.” you squeaked out.

He nodded in acknowledgment, releasing you. Plucking his cigarette from his lips to hold.

“I dunno.” he tutted, “this whole situation...I dunno... with Harrington...?”

He looked at you both.

He waved his hand in a nonchalant gesture, pulling a short draw off his smoke.

“I leave ya alone for a week and I find out yer sleepin’ around...with him” he shot you a strict look.

You stared at the floor, bashfully.

Stamping out his cig in the ashtray, Billy chuckled.

“Can’t last a week without me? What. A. Little. Slut!” he enunciated the last words.

Steve rose from his position on the couch, coming to your aid.

“Billy that’s enough!”

Billy smiled darkly, tongue darting out and licking his lips.

“What’s this Harrington? Gonna steal my girl out from under me?” he laughed, closing in the space between you.

The room was getting hot. The atmosphere shifting. Electrifying and dangerous.

Billy pressed you up against Steve’s chest. Steve protectively wrapping an arm around your waist.

Billy looked you over with a predatory gaze.

“Whadd’ya think sweetheart?” he ran a finger over your lips, “Wanna see who yer the bigger slut for?”

Steve attempted to protest, but chewed his lip heavily when you tilted your head back locking eyes with him.

Big doe eyes, hooded and lust blown. Looking up at him pleadingly.

“You sure?” he asked. You nodded enthusiastically.

“Yes.” you breathed, desperately.

He was sold.

Ducking his head he pulled you into a hot kiss, hands playing with the hem of your shirt.

“Such a dirty girl!” Billy exclaimed, shutting the door watching you two start in.

It wasn’t long before he pushed his way in, tugging your shirt up over your head.

Stealing your lips away from Steve in the moment, Billy pulled a moan from you as he bit your lower lip harshly. Forcing his tongue inside your mouth.

Steve huffed in irritation at your absence, running soft open mouthed kisses along the length of your neck as he busied his hands with the clasp of your bra.

Sliding it from your shoulders, a hand coming up to claim your breast. Fingers deftly pinching and rolling the sensitive nipple to a hardened peak before shifting their attention to the other one.

You whined out at the contact, rolling your hips back against him.

He hissed softly. The friction of your movements brushing his hardening arousal at just the right angle.

Prying Billy out of his white button up, he quickly peeled you out of your shorts. Taking your panties along with them in one swift motion.

Steve ripped his polo off trying to catch up, stealing a small kiss from you in the process.

Hooking your leg over his shoulder, Billy looked up at you fiendishly. You heart racing, as he pressed his face to your sex.

You leaned your weight into Steve’s torso for support, his hands wandering across the soft skin of your stomach.

Billy’s tongue ran over your clit in flat, harsh stripes, paired with intermittent teasing nips.

“Look at you...” he teased, sliding a finger to just the first knuckle inside of you.

He slapped your pussy, making you cry out. Steve placing curative kisses across the width of your shoulder.

“Only whores are this wet...” he droned on, sinking his finger in deeper and twisting it.

Your knees buckled, Steve steadying you as Billy’s lips returned to your mound.

Your head falling back to Steve’s shoulder, his lips meeting yours once more as Billy worked you mercilessly. Adding a second finger, drawing forward and curling them against that pad of muscle inside you.

Your toes were curling, back arching to meet his every caress, you were coming apart at the seams.

“Billy...” you whined pathetically.

“Not yet.” he warned darkly, pressing his thick tongue against your clit and dragging it as slowly as possible from bottom to top.

“Billy!” you pressed urgently, Steve was supporting nearly all of your weight. You felt near collapse.

He pulled off. Swatting your swollen cunt.

Your muscles were so close to spasming, your hips starting to jut in small involuntary motions.

Billy was enraged.

Snatching you from Steve’s grasp, he pulled you to his face.

“I said not yet slut.” he growled, hand clasping around your neck.

You nodded taking a deep breath, trying your best to settle out. It was hard.

He held you there, studying your expression as you brought yourself back under better control.

Satisfied he picked you up and tossed you onto his bed.

Shedding his jeans he crawled on top of you.

“Over the edge...” he instructed, as Billy backed you across the bed until your head hung over the foot of it.

“Ya comin’ Harrington?” he ground out, waving a hand. Steve gaping at your interaction with the blonde.

Did you always like it this rough? He never would have guessed it from how your first time with him had been.

Stepping out of his remaining clothes, Steve came to the foot of the bed.

You rested your hands against his thighs, stroking the skin with your thumbs.

He looked down at you, his cock twitching. You had the most pleasant of smiles on your face.

He couldn’t believe it.

Running his cock through your folds, Billy teased his head at your entrance.

“Remember slut... focus.” he pushed into you, angling your hips up and draping your legs over his shoulders.

You keened loudly as he bottomed out, your eyes falling out of focus as your fingers dug into Steve’s thighs.

Billy slapped your breasts, several strokes into you and Steve was still unattended.

“What did I just say?” Billy warned, snapping his hips, curls bouncing.

Nodding, you tilted your head back off the edge of the bed, opening your mouth.

Tentatively, Steve brought his dick to your waiting mouth.

“Fuuuuuck” he huffed as your lips wrapped around him, pulling him in inch by inch.

You let your jaw fall slack, as Steve set his own pace gently thrusting his length down your throat.

“That’s a good girl.” he purred, his hand clasping over top of yours on his thigh.

“Fuckin’ slut” Billy interjected, hand pulling your hips closer.

“Just look at you. Split open on two cocks.” his pace was picking up.

With each thrust he was driving you up against Steve’s cock. Sending him deeper down your throat.

“Nasty lil slut. You really like this... don’t ya?” Billy growled, hitting that spot inside you.

You moaned out, sending Steve’s heading rolling back.

“G-god... baby!” his hips stuttered at the feeling of hitting the back of your throat. Trying your best to suppress your gag, making the squeeze all the tighter as he thrust.

You weren’t going to last much longer, reaching out with your one free hand, you futilely scraped at Billy’s stomach. Words not at your disposal.

“What’s that?” Billy chided, “gettin close?”

You pressed your hand flat against him, trying to ward him off. It was coming hard and fast. You weren’t going to keep it away this time.

His pace was becoming bruising. Each connection reaching your cervix, drawing muffled screams from your throat and spurring curses and blessings to tumble from Steve’s lips.

“S’okay baby. Yer doin so good for me...” Steve was cradling the back of your neck as his thrusts grew more erratic.

Billy smirked, feeling you begin to pulse around him. His own end coming soon. He knew the ultimate way to win.

Freeing a hand, he snaked it between your bodies, pressing his thumb roughly against your clit.

You were already on the cliff’s edge but boy was he going to give you one hell of a shove.

With the pressure of his finger, he almost entirely withdrew only to slam back inside you. Hitting your cervix with a bruising impact.

Billy threw his head forward, grinding into you. His climax hitting, filling you with his seed.

You screamed, back arching and muscles locking out. You did all that you could to prevent from hurting Steve. Wrapping your lips over your teeth as your orgasm hit you and your jaw clenched.

“Shit! Shhhhiiiiiitttt!” Steve groaned, your mouth becoming tighter than a vice as his own high hit, the head of his cock secured against your tongue.

A lewd moan falling from his lips as he pulsed, thick spurts of cum squirting down your throat. You choked trying to accommodate the load.

After a few more moments your body relaxed, Steve pulling himself free.

“I’m so sorry...” you sputtered, breathlessly.

“It’s ok....” Steve heaved, brushing a finger over your cheek, “wasn’t your fault....”

He glared over at Billy, still lazily seated inside you. A smug expression on his face.

Pulling out, Billy threw his legs over the side of the bed and reached for the pack of cigarettes, pulling the zippo off the nightstand.

You weren’t entirely sure if you could trust yourself to move just yet.

The lighter clicked shut, the smell of tobacco entering the air.

“Well sweetheart?” Billy thrummed, exhaling.

Rolling on your side you looked at him, “Hmmm?”

“Which one?” he pressed motioning to himself and then Steve.

You grimaced.

You didn’t think he was being serious.

“Who fucked ya better?” he cooed, running a hand up your leg.

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tainted-liquor · 4 months

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Hi! Important lil PSA for the road, cuz theres an increase in parasocial relationships w me and my friends.

TW; Immersion break, one-sided relationships, parasocial dynamics?? idk.

Alr hi, chances are if you're reading this rn you've been following me, or hate me dearly LOL. Im talia, and Im a tumblr creator that started in summer of last year writing for the ATSV community. During this time I've amassed about 900 followers and met some really cool folks ! But Ive been noticing there is a lack of respect for someones wishes to remain anonymous, so I wanna address something.

I love writing! I love my lil fanbase and I love all you silly lil guys in the miles community, but please remember. I am NOT your casual friend. I don't OWE you anything.

I am a teen girl (or boy) who doesn't really know any of you. Idk who you are, your interests, your personality, nothing. I am not going to "reveal" or entertain the idea of my identity behind the screen, because I have a social life with an amazing partner and great friends that I just dont want on this acc LOL ! Big shocker, this account embarrasses me ! I wouldnt want anyone at school finding it, so as a result, im not going to be doing any "age" nor "face" reveals for my safety lol

coming in my inbox and saying im starting drama when im not even talking to anybody rn is...weird. DMING me CHILD **RN is weird. I need you all to recognize that I dont see any of you as my classmates, my close friends, I recognize you as 1 of 2 things; people who like my work, or people I talk to on occassion.

Yes, I have a group of friends from tumblr that know my face, identity, age, living space, etc. But if that is not you, then I don't owe you...shit LOL. I will not be posting my passport, my ID, my school photos, NOTHING. Fruitlessly attempting to harass me over these things will get you nothing but embarrassment and a good laugh from my family and friends.

And this statement doesnt apply to just me, either. Ive had people in my friends inboxes and messages talk in a weirdly casual manner, and refer to them as their 'friend'. As in calling them by their name, and attempting to hold conversations like they link arms together and walk thru school hallways. THIS IS NOT...NORMAL LOL.

From some of my closest friends in the miles writing community,

STOP. ATTACHING. YOURSELF. TO. WRITERS!

im a normal ass black girl w problems of my own, and a job to attend...I have more maturity and sense of self and responsibilty than an unfortunate amount of people who are going to read this message and get offended. If I don't upload a 2nd part of your fav fic in time, dont take to my inbox to get upset. If we're not at LEAST mutuals, please don't talk to me or say things to me in the way you would talk to a wife, best friend, cousin, or casual.

#psa #atsv #miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles community #parasocial relationships #parasocial behavior

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blue-jisungs · 2 years

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Hihi!! so I liked ur post enha reaction to u crying after watching a k-drama and I was wondering if u could make like a small oneshot typa thing on ni-ki’s part? speficially the “long story short, they thought HE made you cry and they yelled at him - causing you to cheer up a bit” idkk i thought it was kinda cute 😭😭

p.s ur blog is sooo good i love ur writing ⭐️💛☀️

y/n’s protection squad

a/n. awww thank you anon, it means a lot <33 i’m glad you liked my works as well >:D thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy it!! it’s a bit short but i hope you don’t mind >.<

it’s not a continuation but it’s heavily inspired by this lil thing i wrote <3

it was a bad idea.

horrible, actually.

niki was in mood for mischief today and you - as unfortunately - per usual were the victim.

it was supposed to be a lovely day off with your boyfriend, just the two of you since it was weekend. just gaming, napping and probably movie watching.

but no.

firstly, he messed with you while baking so the kitchen was covered with flour.

then he started tickling you.

and now he played a movie, reassuring you it’s a romantic comedy.

you were exhausted because of today’s events that you accepted niki’s weird choice and stayed glued to him like a panda.

while he dozed off, you actually got involved into the movie. and by every passing moment the movie did not seem like a romantic comedy.

when it was nearly the end of the movie, you already felt tears prickling the corners of your eyes.

the movie was about mom and her daughter. they got lost and separated due to some natural catastrophe. after some unfortunate events like getting hurt and robbed, they seemed to get closer.

niki stirred in his sleep and frowned when he didn’t feel your arms wrapped around him. niki lazily opened one one and then another just to see you sitting on your lap, leaning forward and being totally invested in the movie.

right, the movie.

he forgot about it.

niki knew what was coming next so he stood up and excused himself, going to the bathroom. just to hide.

niki didn’t have to wait a long.

"what?" you whispered when the girl took a wrong turn. she was about to meet her mom but she went the wrong way! "no–?!"

niki peeked from the bathroom, analysing the situation.

"no, come back!" you yelled, snatching a pillow and hugging it tightly to your waist "turn around! it’s the wrong way–!"

guilt started washing over the teen. he remembered how the movie really shattered his heart and how many tears were streaming down his cheeks the night he watched it.

"no, no, no–" you mumbled to yourself. even from his safe hiding place niki could see the tears threatening to spill in your eyes. "no!"

niki felt bad.

"what?! this is the end–?" you whined when the ending subtitles suddenly appeared. "NIKI!"

your eyes met his and niki knew he was in trouble. but your features softened and you bursted into tears, hiding your face in your hands.

he didn’t know if he should be relieved that you didn’t threw yourself to claw his eyes out or if he should be… sad. he did not wanted to make you cry. because, god, it was heartbreaking.

"y/n?" he asked quietly, posture composed as if he was approaching a wild creature.

"niki… they didn’t…" you sniffled, looking up. your teary eyes made his heart ache. what have he done…

"i know, y/n." niki whispered, letting his silly facade down. he came up to you, sitting down.

"why they didn’t…?" you continued to cry, leaning on his shoulder. niki wrapped his arm around you, soothingly rubbing your back. "why… why would you EVEN RECOMMEND THIS MOVE TO ME?!"

here it is.

niki yelled, jumping back as you started smacking his arms.

"I’M SORRY I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY!" he laughed, trying to loosen up the tension but if looks could kill, he’d be dead.

"WHAT?! FUNNY?! YOU… YOU…–" you hit his arm with a fist.

"ow?! y/n!" niki scoffed dramatically

"IDIOT!" you huffed answer turned around to grab a pillow and load it onto his head.

but as you turned back to face him, you saw the rest of enhypen in the hallway.

"UGH!" you groaned and took advance of confused niki, launching the pillow at this head.

"y/n, come on–!" niki turned around, pouting.

"why is y/n crying?" sunoo asked, rushing towards you.

"because he… he…" you started, the images of heart shattering movie flashing before your eyes. and a bright perspective of niki getting scolded.

"did niki hurt you?" heeseung sent the younger one a dangerous glare and crossed his eyes.

"they broke up, you fools" sunghoon gasped dramatically, shaking his head

"WHAT–!" niki yelped as they all rushed to you, to close you in a tight hug. as you were sobbing, jungwon turned around.

"niki, i’m disappointed in you. y/n is a perfect girl, she’s so patient with you and your little pranks and yet you broke up with her? i’m speechless, really" the leader said, coldness in his eyes making niki shiver.

"i couldn’t agree more. she’s our little sister, you know?" jake furrowed his brows and hugged you closer, patting your head. niki could see a mischievous smile forming on your lips.

"but we– she’s– that’s not…?!" he was out of words.

"im gonna beat you up" jay suddenly said, pointing his finger at niki.

suddenly you snorted with laughter. quickly realising your mistake, you hid your face in jake’s hoodie.

jay smiled softly when he noticed how niki’s expression relaxed. the teen was trying so hard to look like he doesn’t care about you but… he’s whipped, he can’t hide that.

"what?" jungwon asked, crossing his arms.

"i’m trying to tell you that we didn’t break up. i just recommend y/n a sad movie and she was mad at me for doing that" niki huffed. the faces of his older members turned into relieved ones (but jay did not hesitate to smack his arm). "ow?"

"i don’t know what would i do if you broke up, honestly. as much as i love you, niki, y/n is just my best friend. well, sister" sunoo cooed, nodding his head. you finally showed your face, mischievous glint in your eyes.

"she literally has the devil horns right now, look how happy she is he got scolded" heeseung laughed, ruffling your hair.

"look, i’d be happy too. we’re y/n’s protection squad" jake grinned and you poked your tongue at niki.

fine, you won this one.

but he couldn’t help but feel relieved that you weren’t no longer crying. and he took a mental note not to make you cry again (not only because it breaks his heart but also for his own good)…

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silvia's drama watching queue for 2024: a somewhat random assortment of stuff that was rec'd and for some reason feels it might scratch an itch

in progress - started & I swear I'm gonna finish

* Empresses in the Palace - I'M DOING IT BABYYYYY. 9 episodes down. Yes, the emperor looks like your grandpa and so far has the personality of stale toast. But as long as I don't imagine him naked (no, grandpa, no! it's time for your nap!) then it has this vibe of those Masterpiece Theatre productions I watched as a preteen and I already am recognizing tons of famous tropes (some elements of Job of Imperial Concubine already 3x funnier). Also I appreciate a horror story with a high body count and we have 3 victims already 👌

* Derailment - Modern cdrama that I know is great. I'm 3 ep in, just gotta be in the right mood

* Legend of Fei - Wuxia; got distracted halfway through last year but love the 2 lead actors. Not their best work but still.

* Fireworks of my Heart - what if china did a modern Persuasion adaption but he's a fireman and she's a nurse, basically. kinda. idk man, it has those same vibes for me. I like both lead actors (yes I'm on the YY Can Act Sometimes, When He Feels Like It defense squad. fight me). I'm like 1/3 of the way thru, need to be in that melancholy romantic wallow mood. But mmm I do love second chance + pining.

* Secret Romantic Guesthouse - a wild kdrama appears! Historical drama about saving your inn from debtors by finding a missing royal & turning him over to be murdered. you know, just girlboss things. 💁 Some mystery, some romance. I like the FL. Not much slapstick humor or people screaming at each other so far, which will make me tap out. 4 episodes in and it's quite watchable. I'll probably finish.

not started

* The Left Ear because why not? teens being realistically messy 👌

* Go Ahead - so this may sound strange but I've been holding back on this one a long time, until my work hours were less insane & I can focus. Universally beloved, one of the top cdramas. I'll sink my teeth into this Modern in 2024.

* The Blessed Girl cause it sounds like my jam

* Fake It Till You Make It - modern romance that I've seen rave reviews for. Pretty confident I'll love it.

* Gone with the Rain cause dangermousie's posts seduced me. Costume drama.

* West out of Yeman/Parallel World - multi-verse modern with a lil sci fi? I love multiverse and time travel \o/

* Wonderland of Love - historical romance with generals and some court intrigue, a happy ending. On paper, my kind of stuff. But will I make it thru 40 ep depends on how much I vibe with the otp

Maybe

Choice Husband (12 eps romantic comedy, then turns into blood and manipulation? sounds intriguing)

Moonlight - modern workplace drama, editor/author. Reviews are mixed but I have affection for how cdrama scriptwriters will obsessively research a topic in the style of an AO3 fic writer. I expect to learn more than I ever wanted to know about the toils of being an editor.

Marry My Husband - I don't watch many kdramas but I turn up for tropey reborn every time. If they deliver on the promise of a ridiculous but entertaining romance revenge then I'm there.

#drama review #cdrama

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ashes-writing · 1 year

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stranger things ● the new girl pt 7 ● g.emerson

warning

heaaavy kissing / saliva shared. petnames (bunny, sweetheart, angel), PDA, a lil angsty but sweet, there is/will still be bullying, confrontations, smoking/ w**d / alch + parentless house parties cos teen drama/romance, total absence of sci fi plot and no deaths. 1 through 3 did not happen, either. Gareth is aged to 18 so.. season 4 = his senior year.

<- reader/you is female, with female parts, clothing/personality/hair/petnames and nicknames. this is self indulgent, when is it not with me, and i am.. not even a little sorry either.

word count

2762 exactly. for any missing context part 6 <- click to read.

summary

He pulls you onto his lap and you lock eyes, swallowing down a huge lump the second it starts to build in your throat. “Gareth?” you question, confused.. Because it hasn’t quite clicked for you.

taglist + shoutouts

-- taglist is here <- click to be taken to the doc and added. if you're here for eddie/steve or other characters and you don't want to be tagged in my Gareth writings, please lmk.

@tbmunson bestie. babes..babeeee. i love you sooooo much and i really hope you're having a good day today. also, this may be hella fluffy, oops rip. your daily reminder that you inspire me.

@littlestarfighter03

@nana90azevedo you are toooo sweet, omg. your comments had me giggling and kicking my feet and you don't know how much they mean to me, you really do not. thank you!

@allelitesmut

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@slyisbehindyou

other links

masterlist ● gareth's masterlist ● about + rules

You’re settled in on the sofa with a stacked plate of grilled cheese and Sprite. Young and The Restless is just starting but you can’t pay attention, your mind won’t just shut down like you want it. You keep thinking about what happened at school this morning. And it’s not even the rumors -or Molly choosing something you told her, a traumatic time for you, to use against you and hurt you when it’s not even true.

It’s the fact that no thanks to these stupid rumors starting up all over again, you’re almost absolutely certain that by the time Gareth Emerson hears them, he’s going to write you off like so many others in the past.

And you don’t even blame him, it’s not like you were a thing. You wanted to be with him. Everything feels a little better when he’s around. But now, you think to yourself, that’s likely not going to happen.

You take a few shaky breaths and wipe your eyes.

“I’ll get her back.” you mumble.

You’ve only just taken a bite of the sandwich and it’s like sandpaper in your mouth but you refuse to just not eat. You’ve just tossed the sandwich back onto the plate for now when you hear a vehicle door slam shut.

,, probably just the lady next door.” the thought comes and you turn your attention back to attempting to follow the storyline of the soap opera, sipping your Sprite. And you don’t even realize you’re crying again until you feel the warmth of tears slipping down your cheeks again.

The silence in the house is almost oppressive right now. It’s crushing.

A little too thick, a little too much. You’re overthinking everything.

The door’s being knocked on and you jump a little at the burst of sound as it intrudes.

“Damn it, guys.” you mumble as you slip off the couch. You’re not even bothering with the formality of actual clothing because you’re at least 90 percent sure that it’s just Mari, Edie and Adi because they called earlier and even though you told them you were fine a thousand and one times, they said they’d come over later. After school.

So you’re not expecting to throw open the door to your parents house and find Gareth Emerson standing on the other side. Leaning in the doorway, filling up the frame.

“G-gareth?”

His cheeks are on fire and he doesn’t have the first fucking clue what to say. But he knows you’ve been crying, from the looks of it, you’ve been crying since you walked out of school earlier. He steps up to you, pulling you closer by the hips. “ ‘S okay.. C’mere, bunny.” he’s quiet. Coaxing you right into his arms which he wraps around you. You break. And you’re crying all over again, soaking the white part of his Hellfire shirt in inky mascara tears. All he does is stand there and hold you, hands moving up and down your back to soothe you.

You’re choking up as you tell him everything, all of it. Including every single rumor that went around about you at your old school so he’d have context as to why you’re so upset right now.

“Hey.. Shhh.” Gareth coaxes, gripping your jaw to make you look up at him because even though it’s killing him to see you this upset, he wants you to know that he doesn’t believe anything Molly’s been saying to anyone who will listen all day. He had a grand speech well-planned and rehearsed on his way over, but.. He’s in front of you right now and that’s all gone out the window.

,, She loves you, man. Do somethin’. Fix this.” the thought comes and it’s what prompts him to pick you up, step into the house as he’s holding you in his arms. You’re deposited on the couch and he goes back to your front door, shutting and locking it.

You’re still making an attempt to process why he’s even here to begin with, Hawkins is really, really small.. Surely he had to have heard everything Molly started up all over again -or some twisted and over the top version of it. He seats himself on the sofa again and pulls you close. Lets you lay your head on his shoulder. And for a long pause, minutes that drag out to hours it seems, you both sit there in total silence. You’ve calmed down just a little, he can hear and feel the way your breath has leveled out.

“You’re missing lunch, Gareth.” you mumble quietly. He glances down at you and shrugs. “It’s not a big deal. They were having that congealed whatever anyway.”

“O-oh.” you stammer around the O and take a shaky breath or two. And you can’t take it anymore, you have to ask the question.

“You uh.. You’re here. And still talkin’ to me.” you go quiet, the question you were about to ask falling flat because you got halfway there and you realized that maybe you don’t want the answer after all.

It clicks for him then. The one thing you were most afraid of. Probably a big reason you left school walking after you got out of the principals office earlier. And normally, he wouldn’t even let himself have the teeniest sliver of hope but he heard you say everything you did out of your own mouth this morning.

You’re in love with him.

And he’s in love with you too.

It’s something he’s still trying to get his head around, even now as he sits here in your living room.

His hand raises, rests against the column of your neck. The pad of his thumb rolls over your cheek. “I didn’t believe her.”

You blink. “You..” you go quiet. The relief washes over you in waves and you’re shifting around in his lap. Trying to get comfortable without invading his personal space too much because you’re just so afraid to do anything that might mess everything up right now. Gareth’s hand lowers and both arms wrap around your body, pulling you against him completely. He keeps his arms around you and you lean your head against his shoulder, your nose nuzzled into the side of his neck.

You don’t mean to blurt it out when you do but it comes out anyway. “The worst part about all of this was that I was afraid you would believe her and I…” you go quiet because you stop yourself when you realize you’re probably just about to say too much. Your face hidden in his neck, you can feel the way his pulse is beating strong and steady and you focus on that. Calming yourself down.

“You what, bunny?” Gareth asks after a second or two of trying -and failing, to pull himself together because the way you’re melted against him while sitting on his lap is definitely having an effect right now and the last thing he wants is to make things weird or awkward. “C’mon. You can tell me anything, okay?I-I mean it.”

You nod. Sit up a little and now you’re staring down at the way your bodies connect as you sit in his lap. “I didn’t wanna lose you.. Because of this. I’m..” your breath catches in your throat before you can get anything else out and Gareth raises a hand, gripping your jaw so you have to look at him. “You’re..” he prompts quietly, “Just say it.. Please?”

“ I’m in love with you.” you mumble, swallowing hard as you say it. “You don’t.. Like.. you don’t have to feel the same way, it’s okay if you don’t, really, I–” your words are cut off because he leans in, his mouth collides with your mouth, a thick pink tongue splitting your lips to massage alongside your own after he’s ran it over your teeth. One of his hands leaves your hips and tangles up in the thick mess of hair on your head, tugging your mouth deeper until you’re breathless and he’s panting, trying to catch his breath without breaking the kiss because right now, it’s the last thing he wants to do. “What if I wanna, bunny? What if I feel that way too, huh?”

“You.. you do?” your words are swallowed by the slow and steady deepening of the kiss and as the shock starts to wear off, you both pull apart to breathe and stare at each other. Wild eyed and breathless. You raise a hand, settling it against the column of his neck as you continue to try and process what he’s just said.

It changes everything.

Unless he doesn’t want it to, you think to yourself, the thought makes you frown just a little and he picks right up on the little frown, leaning forward, into you. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothin, it’s just I..” you laugh at yourself. ,, do not push this. Just let it happen. Stop trying to push for more. “

You shove the thought out.

“C’mon.” he coaxes, “Talk to me, beautiful girl.”

And he’s doing it again, he’s making you look him in the eyes. And it’s him, you can’t keep anything from him, it’s nearly driven you crazy to keep your feelings hidden the past few weeks. You swallow hard. “I wanna be.” you trail off because it’s so hard to blurt it out right now. “Your girl.” you finish softer, voice barely a whisper. But he hears it and he shifts the way he’s sitting because he’s trying not to have a raging boner in the middle of a very delicate situation because he wants all his focus to be on you and what you need right now.

“You..” he’s trying to process. He feels like he could fly, what you’ve just said is everything he wants too. His hands slide up and down your sides before settling on your face. His forehead meets yours and he chuckles quietly, cheeks burning hot, a feverish blush covering his entire body. “ You wanna be my girl? All mine?”

You nod. You can feel your skin burning. You shift in his lap because you’re trying to get closer, you’re trying to get ready to hide your face in the side of his neck again. But then he’s guiding your mouth back to his own, greedy. Hungry. A kiss filled with teeth as they nip your lips and tug until you feel aching, bruises raise to the surface of your soft pout. As the kiss breaks, he pulls away and he’s just staring at you. Quiet. Trying to process everything because today has been a whirlwind.

“You are, bunny.” he mumbles at last, leaning into you all over again. His forehead against yours and big blue eyes fixed intently on you. Your hand raises, fingers clutch against the front of his Hellfire shirt, gripping to pull him in even closer, his mouth deepening the kiss, his tongue massaging yours lazily. You’re giggling quietly through the last of your tears.

“I think everybody ganged up on Molly. She left cryin.” Gareth mutters against the crown of your head when the kiss breaks for a while and you settle in against him. You look up, nodding. “I should’ve just punched her this morning.”

“But it’ll be okay now, alright? I mean that.”

You take a few shaky breaths and you nod because you know. He isn’t lying. He does mean it.

He’s probably the only person you actually feel like you can trust.

“Gare?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?” he’s staring down at you, a pounding heart and the only thought in his brain is that he’s the definition of a lucky bastard. He caresses your cheek and you open your mouth only to close it several times. You’re frustrated with yourself, he can tell. Your cheeks are pink. He leans down to press a kiss against your hairline. “Just say it, ‘s okay.”

“C-can I come with you? You know… to your Hellfire thing? Don’t wanna be..” you start to say you don’t want to be alone but it’s still very much ingrained deep in you that you’re pathetic if you need someone, a holdover from all the times you’ve had to tell yourself that just to keep from trying to reach out, trying to let people in.

“Course, bunny.” he answers and you smile up at him. The two of you settle in, the television becomes mostly background noise until Gareth leans forward, reaching out for the remote you’ve sat on the low table in front of the sectional, bringing you with him as he leans. You give a weak laugh and he kisses the bridge of your nose. “How d’ you even watch this crap, angel?”

You shrug. “General Hospital is better but Helena, that bitch was on today and she annoys me so..” you laugh softly, the laughter dying away as soon as you realize blue eyes are locked on your lips and he’s leaning in all over again.

“I’m never gunna be able t’ stop doing this.” he says it as if he’s apologizing as his mouth meets yours and you sigh into the kiss, your mouth falling open to accommodate his tongue’s invasion easily. “I’m never gonna want you to stop.” you admit, breathless.

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The door to the drama classroom opens and Eddie chuckles to himself. “You finally make it, Emerson?”

“What the hell happened?” Mike Wheeler asks, fuming to himself about having to wait to start the campaign as Gareth flips him off and takes his usual seat at the table after he’s dragged up a chair so you can sit beside him.

“Everything okay?” Eddie asks, gazing at you in concern. You smile and nod. Just the slightest hint of color creeps into your cheeks. Doe eyes settle on a few telling marks on both your neck and Gareth’s neck and he locks eyes with Gareth to mouth, “Finally?”

You’re toying with the necklace he slipped onto your neck and Eddie catches sight of light glinting off of the silver skull, nearly choking.

He nods to Gareth, calls his name when he realizes Gareth isn’t actually paying attention. “Emerson, hey.. C’mere, man.”

Gareth wanders over to the side of the classroom Eddie’s standing on, staring out the window.

“What?”

“She’s wearing your necklace. Wanna explain? Did you fuck? What happened?”

“Later, man. But no. No, we didn’t, okay? But..” Gareth chuckles quietly. “She is my girl. Mine. So none of that stupid flirty shit, alright?”

Eddie chuckles, and he’s snickering until he sees the stern warning look in his best friends blue eyes. “Her little friend the future librarian.. Uh.. she’s more my speed, dude.”

Gareth nearly chokes at this and he’s gaping. “Since when?”

Eddie blows out an exasperated breath and he’s stammering, he’s grumbling and he’s tugging at his hair. “We uh.. We may or may not have had words earlier… I-In the hall. She was goin’ t’ go into the bathroom and kick in the stall door on Molly before she left. Maybe I calmed her down. Either way, I physically prevented Molly’s murder and Edie, she uh.. She was not happy about it. How’s somethin’ so cute so goddamned murdery, dude?”

Gareth’s doubled over laughing by now because of all of the group, Eddie Munson is the last person one would think gets flustered easily, but here he is. Face all flushed, stammering over his words. Frustrated beyond belief. “Oh, it’s bad bad.” Gareth says it as he stops laughing.

“Fuck you, Emerson.”

“Can we start the damn campaign now?” Mike Wheeler is frustrated.

“Keep your goddamn pants on, kid.” Eddie replies, giving the black haired boy a stern look. Gareth sinks down into the chair beside the one he dragged over for you to sit in and you lean in against his side, resting your head on his shoulder as you sit in on the beginning of a new DnD campaign.

And from what you’re seeing, it definitely looks like a fun game. You’re just not entirely sure you’d ever be able to come close to grasping the complex rules and the thought of an entire character you’d have to come up with, well.. You know you couldn’t do that.

But it’s fun to watch your boyfriend.

At the thought, your heart’s fluttery all over again.

Gareth Emerson is your boyfriend.

This is.. Not how you saw the day ending, not at all.

#gareth emerson #gareth the great #gareth emerson imagine #gareth emerson fanfiction #gareth emerson fic #gareth emerson imagines #gareth emerson x fem!reader #gareth emerson x you #gareth emerson x yn #<- my writing ● gareth emerson #<- warning | see above but also kissing/pda/saliva + use of petnames #fandom ( stranger things ) ● season ( 4 - complete no sci fi au ) ● character ( g. emerson )

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i said 5 months ago i was gonna share my thoughts on this scene and never did, so it's time to dig this out

what did wei wuxian mean by asking shijie "why would someone like another person" and why i.... don't think he's talking about lan wangji (i know-- i know. just bear with me)

or more accurately: an analysis of chapter 71, wwx's thoughts on love, and how mxtx utilizes parallels between past and present!

(Ch 71 of MDZS web revised edition //// ExR translation)

okay let's get straight to the point that's gonna make y'all want to call me a stupid bitch who can't read: i legitimately do not think wwx was talking about lwj in this scene! here's why:

first and foremost, let's remember what the status of wangxian's relationship was at this point after sunshot ended

first, phoenix mountain: a callback to their teen dynamic. wwx's silly and flirty personality is back, he teases lwj by throwing a peony at him then asking to borrow his ribbon. lwj is frustrated, etc. lwj forcefully kisses wwx then gets angry at himself. wwx finds him and gets worried that something happened to him. they walk together and talk in very friendly manner until the xuanli incident happens. by the end they part on good terms

then, yunmeng teahouse: the first scene of this chapter. wwx is feeling quite upbeat about seeing lwj as they had a nice chat last time they met. he does a lil phoenix mountan callback by throwing a peony at him, then asking him to come upstairs and hang out. lwj does but it.... doesnt end well. he's worried about wwx's worsening temper and fears he's starting to show signs of loss of control, and asks him once again to go to gusu with him. that severely sours wwx's mood, to the point of snapping at lwj when lwj implies that he'll regret it in the future. lwj realizes his mistake and they become polite again, but the atmosphere is significantly strained, and wwx even comments that he was presumptious and shouldn't have invited him over, which lwj dissents. wwx parts with a cordial but distant "thank you", and on... not great terms

what i think really makes the above hurt though is that, when wwx comes back to yunmeng and jc asks who he met. wwx answers this:

worse than jin zixuan.....oof. im so sorry hgj

so, it really is quite tragic. wwx had a nice time with lwj in phoenix mountain, and because of that he wanted to try and wash away their bad blood, ask him to hang out, recall some stories of their youth, maybe mend this relationship that became so strained during the war! what happens instead is that... he gets the harsh reminder of what (in his mind) lwj thinks of his cultivation, thinks he's not in control of it, that it's dangerous and he should be locked up. with that, they're all back to square one :(

the thing is, MDZS is quite known for being non-linear and having a humongous amount of flashbacks, and they're all set and positioned at the time they were for a reason! the thing is, as most read the novel once and then proceed to only revisit scenes separately, naturally forgetting about the grand-picture and the scenes that come before and after, we might misremember how some events play out or the state of the character arcs and relationships, and i believe the popular fanon interpretation that "omggg wwx was asking yanli this bc he likes lwj but can't admit this yet!!!! 🙈" is quite of a great example of this

but!! it's not for any bad reason, after all both the Audio Drama and CQL kinda play up this moment with some beautiful background music. this is, in the end, a romance novel! but let's put a pin on that for a bit and analyze what led to this scene, and why WWX came looking for shijie to ask her this

so as you see, the scene right before was wei wuxian and jiang cheng talking about jin zixuan, with jc asking wwx to not pick fights with him anymore since he's the heir of lanling jin. wwx is baffled because up until that point he and jc were trashtalking buddies when it came to jzx, but there's nothing they can do about it if shijie still likes him

that... makes wwx quite speechless, and he goes searching for her to get an answer. in his mind, jzx is still an awful, undeserving person! so why would shijie like him so much?

why would someone like another person?

of course, he's not as shameless to ask shijie right to her face why she likes someone like jzx, esp since she's already well familiar with his poor opinion of him, so he tries getting an "unbiased" answer by making a vague question, which in turn makes shijie think wwx is in love with someone else

now here's the thing: i feel like fandom tends to flanderize wwx when it comes to his unreliable narration, awareness of his own feelings or lan wangji's. we don't have time to get into that now, but if you've followed me for a while you know my thoughts on this

but here, specifically, i do not think wwx is in "denial about his crush" or "waving off because he doesnt want to get caught". his answer feels genuine, and honestly? really sad once you think about it

"I won't like anyone, at least not too much. Wouldn't it be like putting a rein on my own neck?"

this isn't strange once you consider the types of romantic relationships he grew up observing. other than his own parents', which he's mostly forgotten about, a strong love and attatchment sounds more like tying a rope around your neck. even though wwx is a romantic at heart who flirts easily but had been saving his first kiss for 20 years, he's still never felt this type of love for anyone before, and can't imagine putting himself through it

"So, wait... just because WWX said so you think you should believe it? You're telling me the curtains are just blue? If he's not talking about Lan Wangji, then what's the point of this scene?"

glad you asked!

you see, something that MXTX does quite often with the flashback placement in MDZS is contrast the moments where wangxian's relationship was at its best with moments where it was at its worst. As wwx recall these memories, his pre-conceived notions about lwj get challenged and his actions and words get recontextualized! my favorite example is probably the ending of the flashback of wwx's return, to him waking up in the cloud recesses

no i'll never shut up about this flashback placement. my goddd

so, when looking at the "why would someone like another person" scene, i ask you to not look at it by itself, but as a part of the literary work that mdzs is! because, as the wangxian of the past are stuck in this cordial, but strained relationship, do you remember where the wangxian of the present have currently been left at?

if you ask me, there is something incredibly sweet about leaving these characters at their most tender --- when one is finally beginning to not only understand his own feelings, but to suspect that those feelings are requited, in which he's allowing himself to imagine a calm and happy future with him right as they march inside the lion's den --- and meeting them again when they're younger, and strained, and not fully knowing how to communicate that they care for each other, which in turn only hurts them both.

there is something very sweet about seeing wwx who is slowly realizing that he's in love, testing the waters of that, seeing how much he can take, in what ways he can ask for affection, and then seeing him again as he says "i won't ever like someone, at least not so much. wouldnt it be suffocating? wouldn't it be an impediment? wouldnt it be shackling yourself?" because you, like a cheeky grandma, can look at him and think: you don't know yet, but i've seen you then. you will like someone very much, and it won't be restraining. in fact, you'll never feel more free...

and that is the biggest thing, about revisiting this scene after you're done. because you'll look back this 20-something WWX who genuinely believed loving someone to much is like putting a rein around his own neck... and knowing he'll know a love that not only will not feel like a restrain*, but will be there to catch him whenever something does

*okay, except in bed, but that's only a bonus for wwx

#i kinda miss literary analysis class. this is a love letter to my literature teachers #mdzs is a beautiful literary work and deserves to be treated as such!#anyways uhhh. wangxian is poggers #i feel like sometimes in people's attempts to make wx more tropey and traditionally romantic #it makes them lose what actually makes their romance so special #and the brilliance of the flashback placements in mdzs #i already wrote a lot today so no tag essay lmao. enjoy!#modao #lace speaks #do i put this in the tag? ehhhh #demi wwx

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alphaswitch au - introduction

hi! here is some info about the alphaswitch au by @clockworkdrop and i, since some people expressed interest in it!

all of this is directly copied from the huge doc we have, and this post is mostly focused on the characters. not everything is set in stone/planned out yet, so some characters have more info than others. my plan is to update this post with new stuff as we figure it out lol.

general stuff

alpha kids and dancestor trolls are the ‘beta session(s)’

dirk and roxy live in the same year as jane and jake

alpha kids and dancestors are the same age (16 at the beginning, 19 by the end)

not a direct parallel of the canon beta session, some things are different

session lasts several months

the rest is under a readmore cus this shits long

alpha humans

jane:

server player: roxy

sprite: gcat + poppop

patron troll: aranea

receives guidance from meenah

guardian, dad (dad), john is deceased

meenah insisted on being her guide instead of aranea because of their connection

meenah tries to give relationship advice but since she’s jumping all over it’s not helpful

jake:

server player: supposed to be jane, ends up being dirk

sprite: dirkbot + ??

patron troll: kankri

receives guidance from aranea

guardian, jade, is deceased and was grown into a giant tree on the island

aranea became his guide after kankri fucked off and meenah stole jane from her

aranea tries to give him romantic advice but it kinda doesn’t work

roxy:

server player: dirk

sprite: wizard doll + frigglish

patron troll & guidance: porrim

guardian, rose, is a prolific author whom roxy really looks up to, but she feels a sort of distance from her that she doesn’t know how to fix

often talks to meulin about cats and other things. roxy learns about the quadrant system from her

when her mom dies, has an aspect berserk moment similar to rose’s grimdark that causes her viewport to go dark

has some internalized homophobia, doesn’t know she’s not straight (yet)

dirk:

server player: jake

sprite: a puppet i guess + dirk’s head

patron troll: latula

receives guidance from kankri & latula

guardian, dave, is a famous movie director and is rarely home. he leaves various items and notes around the house for him

secretly wants to be closer with him, probably kind of fucked up when he dies

still has lil hal who is just as much of a nuisance. maybe even more so

while his patron troll is latula, kankri quickly took her place as his guide both because dirk is the only one that can even somewhat handle talking to him and kankri finds him infuriating in an intrigued way. he also thought latula wasn’t “doing it right”

he still talks to latula, they get along well. she maybe helps him out with jake stuff cus kankri sure as hell isn’t going to. she is also more helpful with game stuff than kankri is

after dirkjake kiss, dirks head ends up in dirks puppet sprite so he has dirksprite (another splinter, he mad)

hal

still glasses

just being so annoying to dirk

also to kankri

he figures out whats up with dirkkri before dirk does

eventually dirk is convinced to make the body for him, its a horse robot but it can also transform into a human body too. hal loves it unironically but dirk is using like 12 layers of irony to rationalize this being a good decision

trolls

session lasts 3 years (13-16)

won but just barely

still gave the frog cancer

tons of teen drama still

basically everything that was described in the comic to happen before the dreambubbles still happens, except the scratch

kankri:

trollhandle: genesiologicalCancriform (GC)

genesiology - obsolete term for study of genetics/reproduction

cancriform - latin adjective describing crabs/cancers

in a neverending cycle of debate with his past and future selves

probably likes troll documentaries

panquadromantic like karkat, but just suppresses any sort of romantic feelings he has towards anyone. a lot of internalized… panquadrophobia???

pretends he’s not suppressing anything because all microlabels are valid but also shames porrim but he’s never been a hypocrite in his life

his celibacy is more of a result of the hemocaste system on beforus rather than a genuine disinterest in romance - he wants to feel independent and not be “coddled” by anyone

picks fights/debates with dirk over stupid shit just for the hell of it

still has a crush on latula (at first)

pacifist, so probably relied on porrim to help him during the game (was mad about it though) (his plan was to lecture to imps and ogres to go away)

she teaches him how to use guns but he still rarely utilizes it

Still wearing the leggings until right when the humans arrive, when porrim gives him the sweater

arc: learning to listen to his friends instead of speaking over them, not be misogynistic and ableist, quadrant stuff, recognize some of the group don’t care about hemospectrum, learn to accept help from others (and hopefully get the rest of them there) (dirk helps with most of it)

meulin:

trollhandle: catalysislAficionado (CA)

catalysis - a catalyst is something that provokes significant change or action, referring to her matchmaking

aficionado - she loves doing it

very invested in the love lives of the kids and tries to help them out with their crushes even if it has no chance of happening

idk i think she’s just taking them like barbies and smooshing their heads together

has a tendency to view others as characters rather than real people

causes problems through incompetence/obliviousness to others’ feelings

besties/eventual moirails with roxy

this catgirl can fit so many repressed emotions in her

arc: get away from kurloz (roxy), learn boundaries (also roxy?)

meenah:

trollhandle: (CC)

feels connected to jane after going through her timeline, for reasons she doesn’t understand (yet)

tries to get jane to do dangerous stuff because she thinks it’ll make her a stronger player

constantly jumps around the timeline because she’s looking for exciting things to do

godtier

arc: meenah really cares about her friends but they all have strained relationships because she spent so long bullying them to make them stronger at the game, so a good place for her arc would be her becoming a good leader but not through like dictatorship and telling them what to do or whatever, but just by learning to better utilize how she cares and lead by supporting them. not feeling the need to steal things and gain power or something

aranea:

trollhandle: ????Avicularia (GA)

avicularia - genus of spiders, specifically tarantulas. idk i thought it sounded cool

godtier

mastermind behind the dirkjake kiss

talks to the kids about classpects but like in a calliope way where it’s a little too literal

pushing jake hard to level up since pages are a “weaker class” (in the same vein of vriska with tavros and also john)

while vriska tries to learn a lot about the game so she can cheat to the end, aranea learns a lot about the game so she can know everything and make the best plan to win.

latula:

trollhandle: calibratingGriptape (CG)

calibrating - parallels terezi’s handle

griptape - grip tape is the material on top of a skateboard

prompted to give dirk relationship advice after seeing the dirkjake kiss. she thought it was very cool

even though kankri “took her place” as dirk’s guide, she still ends up helping dirk more because kankri kind of sucks at it

has a lot of thoughts about being pushed out by kankri but is trying not to show it (rad girl facade, etc)

arc: stop putting on the rad girl persona and be herself

porrim:

Trollhandle: antevortianGirl (AG)

antevorta - roman goddess of childbirth and prophecy

girl - #girl

serves as roxy’s guide/patron troll during the game. helps her with actual game stuff as opposed to meulin who helps her with interpersonal stuff

arc: stop infantalizing everyone below her on hemospectrum, something something matriorb

damara

trollhandle: (AA)

maybe talks to jane about how jake keeps telling her about their relationship and asking for advice, is just like “yeah, it sucks huh”

maybe drops the LE stuff during the alpha session? still causing problems on purpose though

not very invested in the kids, mostly causing problems on the meteor

she gets knocked out before she can doom the timeline, porrim (shes her main friend and also mom stuff) carries her to the door with the group. damara wakes up already locked in the meteor. maybe scratch messages her and tells her she failed and is also like really creepy like always. and then she watches jane stuff and is just like. yeah no this is the worst

jane and damara parallels. they are there

arc: recognize that others have gone through same stuff as her (jane), reject le, tell rufioh to knock it off (probably remain friends after that)(roxy helps), doesn’t have to forgive everyone else for their treatment of her if she doesn’t want to

rufioh:

trollhandle: (TA)

something something dirkjake parallels

dude’s a mess

mituna:

trollhandle: (AT)

actually stands up to cronus

still dubiously godtier

kurloz

trollhandle: (CT)

the stuff kurloz is involved in relates to see no evil (mituna) hear no evil (meulin) speak no evil (kurloz) but according to fridgestuck theres a fourth that's sometimes smell no evil (latula).

also caused cronus’s rejection of magic and belief in the prophecy

meulin and mituna friendship arc

something something kurloz is in charge of black ships and the conflict resolution quadrant is a black ship and kurloz is actively sabotaging them and maybe this is why they can't fix any of their problems at some point we gotta figure out what to do with him

roxy probably suspects somethings up with him (close to meulin and would recognize that she seems forgetful after seeing him, batterwitch), would probably be frustrated that meulin doesn’t believe her but would find ways to keep her away from him

crisis of faith when interacting with humans, leads to him ditching clown religion. no idea where that goes from there

someone figures out the mind control and other stuff, meulin, mituna, and cronus can decide if they forgive him or not

cronus

trollhandle: (AC)

roxy has a conversation with cronus, its bad

he literally JUST dropped the wizard act within the last year or so, so seeing her wizard stuff he probably makes fun of her or something

hates jake because he’s the hero of hope that might take over his place in the prophecies he felt entitled to

jake messes with him about human culture like the “telling caliborn what gay means” thing

leads to him losing ALL hope, leading to mituna fight

cronus hits on all of them and brings up the fact he is humankin a lot

gets the idea to be humankin from watching the timelines, was probably still doing the wizard thing until that moment, or had picked up a different persona in the session and switched to human then

arc: downward spiral from hopelessness (jake), become somewhat less of an asshole

beta humans

stuck in a void session for 6 years

in communication with the cherubs

egbert:

sprite:

pre-retcon: ?? + ??

post-retcon: meulin + dirksprite (after reunion)

acting like there are no problems while actively looking at many problems

june realization at some point

rose:

sprite:

pre-retcon: ?? + ??

post-retcon: roxy + frigglishsprite (after reunion)

having a crisis about relevance

is painfully aware that this session is basically set up to make them lose their minds

drinking arc (mom’s alcohol in house)

dave:

sprite: crow + doomed dave

plays with time loops a little but realizes he’s making eternity even longer so stops unless necessary

still does a lot of reflection about bro since he'd still be around people who care about him

coming out: rose knows pre-game but they probably never officially told each other. maybe he tells her in like year 1 or 2. but he doesn't come out to the others until he's like 17 at least probably. davesprite too

at some point he grows out his hair really long, but it’s totally not to look like nic cage so a certain someone who loves nic cage might be interested who would do that

(crushing big time on egbert)

jade:

sprite: bec + dream jade

happy to be around her friends and not trapped on an island, but she is also super frustrated that it isn't like what she saw in her dreams

first one to snap after keeping her frustration bottled up. after that, rose sets a rule that they have to be honest to avoid more of that. (obviously they don’t stick to that very well)

i guess she godtiers at some point to be dog

cherubs

calliope:

friendly to all of them

probably just similar to how she was to the alphas

(she probably still has to die 🙁)

they will save her

caliborn:

jeers dave the most

is upset that he is not like alpha male

kickstarts dave’s de-masculinity stuff

asks dave for art of his friends

dave just changes the colors of the making this happen picture

platonically hates all of them. if he does the "you're attractive and ugly" thing like with jane, that's at jade

egbert really hates his art

similar to the alphas, mostly focuses on the boys and avoids/is creepy to the girls. probably pissed about june stuff cus he sucks

#txt #homestuck #alphaswitch au #not tagging anything else cus its probably gonna show up in searches anyway

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knee-stockings · 1 year

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So I’ve been listening to lots of podcasts at work lately to break up the monotony of my office job. Mainly they’re horror, suspense/thriller, drama, that kind of thing. Trying to give ratings without spoilers~

(Check out updated pod recs here)

The Left Right Game (a journalist investigating an urban legend that gets increasingly more dangerous as they go): 5/5, this being one of the first ones I listened to set the bar really high tbh, it was great, immersive sound design, genuinely suspenseful and creepy moments, interesting plot, my only gripe is that I didn’t love the ending but I couldn’t dock a star just for that, highly recommend, maybe I’ll retire to Wintry Bay someday

Alice Isn’t Dead (delivery trucker goes searching for her believed dead wife, comes across supernatural towns and creatures and a conspiracy that goes way deeper than one missing woman): 5/5, so so good, enjoyed a lot, I loved learning the truth about the Thistle men, still don’t completely understand oracles but that’s okay, some delightfully creepy moments, this will be high on my recommendation list (also it’s by the Welcome to Night Vale people, which I actually haven’t listened to lmao)

Harley Quinn and the Joker: Sound Mind (it’s a Harley Quinn origin story basically): 5/5, very enjoyable, sound design great, plot was fun, I don’t know how accurate this story is to the original Harley Quinn origin story but I liked this a lot

The Burned Photo (two women try to fight a familial curse haunting their bloodlines): 4/5, not bad at all, I thought the sound design was great and immersive but I thought the monster’s voice was a bit goofy idk, the plot wasn’t bad though ofc it was pretty bittersweet and sad in the end, tho I think it was never going to be happy for everyone involved

Blackwood (group of teens investigate the town urban legend and uncover more than they bargained for): I can’t decide…3.5 maybe? It was okay. I didn’t love it or hate it, I’m pretty neutral about it. It was interesting enough

Gaslight (girl goes missing and then reappears to her best friend years later with little explanation): 3/5, feels like there should be another season, wasn’t as dramatic/suspenseful as I thought it would be (maybe that’s my own fault tho, from the description and stuff I thought there would be more to it)

Ice-Cream (teens suspect the friendly neighborhood ice cream man of abducting little kids and uncover a dark secret): 4.5/5, interesting and a lil creepy, there’s something oddly funny about hearing someone scream “fuck you Beelzebub” even in context, sound design is pretty good and voice acting is great, finale was also pretty good but I’m docking half a star bc of that very last bit and bc I said so, overall short n’ sweet, no pun intendo (I’m kinda glad that it’s only the one season and not super long, gives the feeling of not overstaying its welcome. Also in awe that they made it within like a month, gonna go listen to their other podcast Cascadia too)

Cascadia (submarine expedition to uncharted waters, gone wrong, we almost died!?): 5/5, by the Ice-Cream people so I expected great sound design and voice acting and said expectations were met tbh, yes god love the drama, ocean depths are inherently scary to me so this is top tier horror, season one was chef’s kiss beautiful and I heard season 2 is coming so I’ll be waiting eagerly for that

Listening now:

Within the Wires (season 1 is relaxation cassette tapes from another world, season 2 is a guided museum tour I think): also by the WTNV people, interesting so far, the plot that unfolded in the first season was cool to watch as it played out, but also I am so sad. I like it so far

Rabbits (girl goes searching for her friend who disappeared because of this mysterious Rabbits game): feels like a really slow start after a few episodes, I kinda wanna get to more action soon please

Wake of Corrosion (apocalypse where characters are trying to find other survivors and also answers): mild shrug, not sure what to make of it just yet. Only like 2 episodes in so I think I need to give it a bit

Ars Paradoxica (scientist accidentally invents time travel and is thrown back to the 1940s): pretty interesting so far, science is fun

Spoiler comment for Cascadia under the cut bc it's the one I just finished and I have Thoughts

As much as I enjoyed Cascadia, when I think about the expedition for more than 2 seconds I get confused. Not the whole alien thing, that’s fine, it’s Badger and Maria and their ulterior motives. Why in the world did Badger spend millions of dollars to make a submarine that’s faulty on purpose? And there was so much media coverage around it so the second something went wrong reporters were practically beating him over the head with microphones, so why risk so much bad press? Plus sacrificing three other talented divers who trusted him with their lives??? That’s the most confusing to me. There’s no way Badger foresaw them getting attacked underwater and losing Declan alone, so he must have been fully prepared to lose captain AND crew. Holden said that he saw Badger as a father, and yet he chose Holden to die? He said he handpicked them, so what did Holden, Alia, or Iris ever do to him to deserve being sent on a suicide mission? Doing all this just to get rid of Declan and be with Maria doesn’t feel right. Feels like there should be something more there. Tldr: surely Badger had another reason for conducting the suicide mission, right? Also since season 2 starts with Lila all grown up, a diver just like her father, I wanna know her opinions of her mother and of Badger. Did she learn about her mother’s betrayal? Is Badger still involved in funding deep sea diving or did the FBI take him out of that? Omg who’s the father of her little sibling…I’m so curious…

#ignore me #mimi reviews #the left right game #alice isn't dead #harley quinn and the joker sound mind #the burned photo #blackwood #gaslight #ice-cream #cascadia #within the wires #rabbits #wake of corrosion #ars paradoxica #i can't believe i had the patience to tag all these...

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laylakeating · 4 months

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CREATIONS FROM EVERY MONTH OF 2023! (except october but we're not going to talk abt that !!)

Post your favourite and most popular post from each month this year (it’s okay to skip months).

i was tagged by two of the Most talented girlies in the world !! @saw-x and @taiturner ILYYYYY ty for sharing what your brilliant minds came up with this year !!!

JANUARY

MOST POPULAR: britt + karma !! i had so much fun with this set and it was honestly such a good way to start off the year !! FAVOURITE: probably that same set !! also the glee icons pack i made :D

FEBRUARY

MOST POPULAR: from my blog, britt + mike in 207 shsjhs. from teen dramas, brooke in 207 (one of my fave looks of hers) (this was clearly a month for the seventh episodes in second seasons ??) FAVOURITE: barchie + high infidelity for barchiesource !! something a bit different for me creatively but ugh i love it. also glee 514 for gleesource !! again something a lil different !!

MARCH

MOST POPULAR: riverdale returning to television and proving it takes the cake as the funniest show in the world (another rvd is iconic and beyond reproach set for 701) FAVOURITE: a banger month for creative sets !! basically everything i made for barchie week, this unholy trinity MASTERPIECE i made for gleesource, and this djats set + destiny, choice, chance

APRIL

MOST POPULAR: my favourite scene from djats for djats week in green bc apparently i like to make things hard for myself ?? who knew FAVOURITE: again. SO MANY. another month another appreciation week shsjhs. anyway all the sets i made for djats week, more sets for gleesource including santana + valerie and mercedes and santana + river deep mountain high, my santana lesbian visibility set, hsmtmts + tarot cards which took me wayyyy too long to finish, rvd ladies + barbie posters (50s edition), and barchie in 701 for barchiesource in RED (very proud of how it turned out considering i hate giffing in red)

MAY

MOST POPULAR: quinn + tropes for glee appreciation week !! FAVOURITE: everything i made for glee week (there were quite a few bangers), my 2 9-1-1 sets shjshsj - maddie + you first (a banger) and madney + paper rings (another banger), also the first (and only rip) set in my layla episodes series (layla + 101), and this jordayla + proposal foreshadowing i did over on jordayla gifs !!

JUNE

MOST POPULAR: this halle bailey set <33 FAVOURITE: once again. everything i made for all american appreciation week !!! special shout outs to layla + the eras tour and the layla set i made for day 1 !!

JULY

MOST POPULAR: nancy + the wizard of oz horror (that makes sense i swear) FAVOURITE: the aforementioned nancy set, also stancy + persuasion, the little mermaid live action and the quote that made me insane for a few weeks, layla + the lip pout she does (she's adorable), AND last but certainly not least, this pride and prejudice edit which was just nothing like i have ever done before that i LOVEDDDD

AUGUST

MOST POPULAR: ashlyn + giving maddox mouth to mouth (her delivery of AS A FRIEND still sends me into orbit) FAVOURITE: HSMTMTS MONTH BABEYYYYY !! fave sets include (but are not limited to there are too many) gina for hsmtmts week, fave songs (also for hsmtmts week), rina + maybe this time + motion blur (THIS TOOK ME WAY TOO LONG BTW), this antoine set bc he is an icon, madlyn + daylight (still a serve), rina + invisible string (to this day the most insane thing i have ever made), hsmtmts + a meme summary (just your regularly unhinged content honestly), and this jet/maddox set <33

SEPTEMBER

MOST POPULAR: this cinderella 1950 set in pink/blue <3 FAVOURITE: okay so we have ej playing cupid/being a love prophet HSJHSJ, TWO icon packs, one for olivia rodrigo and one for lexie grey, and also the britt + her love for my headband set bc it was the only other thing i made in september and i was worried it'd get lonely

OCTOBER

MOST POPULAR: apparently you have to post something for it to be popular FAVOURITE: i made many sets in my mind dw

NOVEMBER

MOST POPULAR: blair looking excellent (as always) for teendramas !! FAVOURITE: finn + bigger than the whole sky (part of my glee midnights series) (a true labour of love) (still obsessed with it btw)

DECEMBER

MOST POPULAR: percy !!!! for pjosource FAVOURITE: everything i made for 12 days of rina (there are only 5 days rip), and OF COURSE, to round the year off with a bang, the extraordinarily belated 2k celebration set for justine, AKA dair + midnights !!!!!!!!!

tagging some beloveds <3 @alinaastarkov, @jordanlayla, @katherines, @kayascodelorio, @perccyjackson, @yenvengerberg !!

#this fully took me like. an hour to do HSJSHS #ultimately i am my own biggest fan help #anyway TY AGAIN nat and cj this was FUN #MWAHHHHH EVERYBODY HAPPY NEW YEAR

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seokjinnieswife007 · 9 months

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So I started WIFTY as a joke 🥹 but fr this has been the biggest comfort show I've ever been into... 🙌🏼 😩🤌🏼🤍🩷🤍🩷🤍💗🩷🤍💗🤍🩷

Such a beautiful experience my heart is so so so full ❤️🥰��🏼

It ticked so many things that i literally live for to see in a show.

A hschool drama 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

A group of highschool cuties who stay w e/o till the end 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

First love trope 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

I don't care bout anyone but you trope 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

I've got my eyes only on you trope 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

Grumpy × Sunshine trope 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

Greener than grass flags 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

Hschool to marriage trope 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

No drama no unnecessary dragging no shit at all 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

She fell first but he falls harder trope 🥹😭🤌🏼

Y E S 🗣️

Super Soft relationships with zero angst 🥹😭🤌🏼

A BIG BIG Y E S 🗣️

I finished WIFTY and suddenly I'm the mother of 5 fictional teenagers .

they're so dear to me so precious to me my Lil cuties my beloved my ADORABLE babies 🥹🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

If you think i would get tired of watching chinese shows with the same plot of 4/5 teen best friends that go to high school, graduate, start dating as soon as they enter college then they enter into their " already very fluff but add more fluff into it " Era then get jobs and then get married and have children.... so let me tell you.. no.

I could literally watch a hundred of THESE shows cuz the amount of SEROTONIN I get from these is really something something 🥹✨

The butterflies I get 🥹🦋🩷💗🤍🩷💗💗🩷💗💗🤍💗🩷🩷💗🤍 they're so so so dear to me 💝🥹💕

Shows these days are hella cute and non problematic which actually makes your heart flutter 😩💗🥹🫶🏼

My Precious zai zai and rang rang. You live in my eyes and heart . Forever ♾️🥹💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗

I’ve fallen back into the romantic drama hole again. No one save me. It’s better here.

🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗🥹💗

It's heaven where i reside (in my mind)

~🕯️🧿✨🧘🏻‍♀️💌🌹🕯️💌🧘🏻‍♀️💌🕯️🌹✨🧘🏻‍♀️🌹🧿🕯️~

Manifesting my rangrang

~🕯️🧿✨🧘🏻‍♀️💌🌹🕯️💌🧘🏻‍♀️💌🕯️🌹✨🧘🏻‍♀️🌹🧿🕯️~

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neteyamsilly · 1 year

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Can you give us a tease of what your next dad jake fic is gonna be like??? 🫣 Is there gonna be angst or…..?

it's gonna be found family! and yes, angst, OF COURSE. DUHH my soul feeds off of it LMAO

the concept is that jake got a girl knocked up before he finished high school and immediately joined the military after graduating so he doesnt know anything. the girl tried everything to have a miscarriage (bc american health system sucks and she couldnt get an abortion) but the baby persevered -- that's you! you grew up under hellish conditions with a teen mom and basically got parentified, but you love her all the same, she did the best she could, you think. there are interesting dynamics here

RDA comes to you with An Offer You Can't Refuse one day, locating you as Jake's only remaining family on Earth (aiming to use you as psychological warfare against him). You don't know what exactly they want from you but the paycheck is THICK and they'll get your mom to Bridgehead for a new start on Pandora if you succeed, so you're ready to do whatever they throw at you.

Its gonna be so juicy 🤭🤭🤭 the DRAMA .

and perhaps quaritch might get a lil attached to you, joel-ellie typebeat

#this also includes heavy neytiri bonding -- its found family after all #irma mirma ask mask #dont steal this i beg you #irmanons: unknown

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dylansslutt · 2 years

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again / j.m

summary: what happens when you and jj see each other after the breakup?

authors note: hello loves!! lil sum while im finishing my two new chapters of “strangers” aswell as “teacher” tommy shelby stories. alsooooo the new chapter of jj and rafe story. ive been rlly busy with working two jobs but i stg ts coming :)

warnings: mention of pain/injury, drinks and pot, cursin

things ended with you and jj a few weeks ago, the drama not really going anywhere. you were civil and hated when people knew your business, besides the pogues no one knew you and jj broke up.

yet you still always saw your friends, avoiding jj by remembering his schedule by heart. tonight you had the two girls in your room, the three of you getting ready for tonight’s party.

it’s been a minute since everyone was on a golden goose chase, literally. so tonight was getting fucked up and being happy. your hair had soft braids flowing with your wavy locks, light makeup on.

dressed in a pretty soft purple and white romper, you smile at the two girls as the shot glasses clink together. you threw back the liquor, the small burn makes your head shake.

“i want another one.” you push your glass towards kie who held it, sarah agreeing as kie rolls her eyes.

“another round!” she pours herself another one as we down them, the liquor not burning this time. you check your phone seeing the time was 8:07, grabbing your bag beside your feet.

you stuff some of the mini liquor shot bottles you bought, along with the bag of weed stuff you had inside. “sarah put our main stuff in your bag and kie put the big bottles in your bag, i got the other stuff in mine.”

kie decides to drive, not really planning on getting wasted. unlike me who plans for a good time. the drive to the house wasn’t long, the host was some kook who’s parents weren’t home.

the lights and cars everywhere gave the house away, kie parks a street down allowing us time to smoke a bowl as we walk. “so y/n...” sarah trails off your eyes flicker away from the bowl to her.

“you gonna flirt with anyone tonight?” you knew what she was getting at but you didn’t care. you didn’t know if you were ready to get back out there and you weren’t gonna rush.

handing her the pipe and lighter exhaling, “nah, imma just have fun.” kie claps at that, you throwing her a wink. sarah clears the bowl handing it back, you stuff it in your bag.

walking through the front door, music blaring through the house along with many teens overtook your senses. you three link hands steering through the crowd to get to the kitchen.

pope was leaning against the sink talking to someone about something, “pope!“ we scream rushing towards him, a sigh of relief took over him.

“there you guys are, where the hell have you been (loca)?” kie smiles pulling out a bottle.

“preparing.”

you dig in your bag grabbing a few mini bottles for everyone, opening yours cheering with the others. you knew if pope was here john b and jj were too, but you tried to ignore that thought.

nothing was gonna happen anyways, its not like your gonna demand to leave or something. you had to face him, the situation, everything and stop being so scared.

finishing the mini bottle throwing it in the nearby trash, john b and jj round the corner. you and jj’s eyes immediately connecting, looking away quickly you grab a red solo cup. taking the bottle from kie and pouring out a huge amount into the cup.

“hey guys!” you finally look up bringing the cup to your lips, taking a harsh gulp. you didn’t even glance in his way only smiling towards john b, before you take a seat on one of the barstools.

“im gonna roll us a blunt.” you mutter to no one in particular, just wanting to keep yourself focused on something other than feeling his eyes bore into your skull.

“i’ll roll a joint too.” he mutters making your eyes flicker up towards him now, he wasn’t looking at you only pulling his weed and papers out his back pocket. you wish he was rolling this blunt like he used too, instead you down another gulp finishing grinding the weed down.

sarah hands the rillo back to you, the habit of her breaking it down for you never missed. emptying the weed into the blunt you without even thinking pass the grinder too jj, only then noticing your actions when he takes it not even paying attention.

fingers touching causes his eyes to connect with yours, instead of saying anything you clear your throat. going back to rolling the blunt, the group got quiet for a second making your eyes lift to see theirs. on the two of you.

you roll your eyes, “oh shutup.”

the group goes back to normal, engorged in stories as you finally finish the blunt. jj finished already but he was just a fast roller, you stuff the grinder in your bag.

you all went out towards the back, seeing people swimming smoking or chilling. sitting at the outside table you search for a lighter, “i cant find my lighter.”

without a beat jj hands you one, eyes now once back on his you smile this time. “thanks.” he nods in response, you lit the blunt inhaling the smoke. you hand him his lighter back taking a few hits before you pass it to kie who sat to your left. jj was on your right john b then sarah, pope was on the other side of kie. the only one not smoking, something about keeping a signal clear. idk

it’s like out of routine and instinct that over a few weeks you two haven’t seen each other, yet you two manage to sit beside each other. kie was already making faces towards you as sarah only sat smirking, leaving you in distress.

you take a few more gulps of the liquor, leaning back in the seat. the sun was barely up and the breeze was soft, making the air perfect. summer was your favorite time, no rules no expectations, just fun.

what you didn’t notice was jj studying you, watching how much you drank, the way you moved, everything. his mind racking full of thoughts. hating the way you two ended things.

the blunt was passed back but you noticed jj never hit it, you hold it beside you to him. he takes it handing over his joint to you, a soft smile over took you but ignoring the feeling you hit it.

everything got louder, the alcohol definitely taking affect now. the girls and you start singing along to the song, giggles escaping you as you hit the blunt. “yes!” you squeal as sarah fakes twerk.

just as you pass the blunt to kie, someone comes running outside. “Cops!” your eyes widen, everyone getting up. your hands clasp around your bag, picking the cup up you finish the rest with a few gulps.

everyone started taking off, you following behind when you get bumped into falling straight on your ass. “kie!” you scream for help, surrounded by anxious teens.

a step on your ankle made you scream out in pain, jj’s head whips back seeing you on the floor with a kid standing on you. “hey!” he moves back towards you, shoving the kid back. “get the fuck off her.”

he leans down, “you okay baby?” you shaking your head, lips quivering.

“my foot, jay. it hurts.” he nods pulling you up in his arms bridal style. he heads a opposite way of the others, going out a side door and away from the flashing lights and sirens.

“can you walk?” he ask making you nod, he places you down when your foot shoots in hot pain. “ow ow.” whimpering out holding onto jj’s arm for support.

“fuck, look i got the van keys. it’s down the street, stay here and i’ll be right back.” you two were looking into each others eyes, you having silent tears flowing down your cheeks.

“you promise?” biting your lip to hide the shakiness in your voice. his body stiffened slightly before just pulling you off your feet. confusion took over, holding on to his shoulders.

“what are you doing?” your voice soft almost hesitant to even speak, your eyes trained on his face. his eyes cast down towards yours before looking back up.

“im not leaving you to wait, ill just carry you.”

this was all too confusing, “my bag. do i have my bag?” he nods showing you it around his arm, allowing you some relief.

the van finally in view, jj setting you down beside the passenger door. helping you in your seat before walking around getting in. you shine your phone flash light on your foot, seeing it swelling with purple bruising.

“fuck.” you mutter reaching in your bag, pulling out a mini bottle. you quickly open it before chugging it.

“when did you start drinking so much?” jj’s voice broke the silence, him not even turning the van on yet. your head whips towards him, “i just got trampled and probably broke my foot, and your worried about my drinking?”

he rolls his eyes, “you know that’s not what i meant.”

you mimic him, “i dont know what you mean anymore, jj. you’re too fucking confusing.” you take another bottle out but jj reaches over and snatches it.

“will you just chill out?” you glare at him. “give it back.”

he glares back, you two now having a stare down. you were the first to break, “okay im done with this.” leaning back in the seat in exhaustion, mind swirling.

“well im not, what’s going on with you?” the question sent you into a frenzy, anger now coursing through you.

“whats going on with me? we broke up! you were my best friend and i’ve been feeling fucking crazy these last few weeks, you wont get off on my mind. i was supposed to come here have fun and forget about you! but of course not, now im alone in this van with you after you’ve called me baby and shit!”

inhaling a deep breathe panic slowly rising through you at the realization of what you just said. you look towards him horrified but instead of the same reaction, jj’s hand cup your jaw pulling you forward.

the two of your lips crash together, hands clasping onto him. “im sorry.” he mutters pulling away. rubbing your cheek with his thumb, “i promise i wont leave again.”

you lean forward kissing him back, before pulling away “i love you, jay.”

you two felt back at peace, lips connecting again in a hungry way. missing the other deeply.

#JJ Imagine #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank fluff #outer banks imagine #outer banks fic #Outer Banks #outerbanks

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