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matchingbatbites · 1 year

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For @steveshairychest and based on their post here. I read it and just couldn't resist <3

The thing is, Eddie knows that Steve is straight. Honestly, that's the only reason Eddie is as bold as he is, why he starts flirting with him in the first place. He's got years of repressed feelings towards the younger boy, and now they're friends, good friends, and Eddie feels comfortable letting loose some of that pent up attraction, knowing that Steve won’t shun him for it.

He does start off small, just to be safe, with pet names and terms of endearment like handsome, honey, sweetheart. Just little things that make Steve's mouth quirk in a smile, nothing to make him feel uncomfortable. The longer Eddie goes, though, the bolder he gets.

The first pickup line is a joke. They’ve been talking about some new beach movie that's just been released onto video when Steve mentions his lifeguard certification, and before Eddie can stop himself he says “It's a good thing you're a lifeguard, because I'm drowning in your eyes.”

Steve laughs at that, not mean, just surprised, and is still grinning as he gives a half-hearted “Shut up, Eds,” and turns back to what he was working on.

And, oh, Steve has no idea what he's done, because Eddie is instantly obsessed with the need to make Steve laugh, to pull out that playful side of him that’s so rare to witness. So Eddie pulls out every dumb pickup line in the book, tries his best to make him laugh again.

“Hey, Stevie, your hand looks lonely. Can I hold it for you?”

“Did you just come out of an oven? Because you're too hot to handle.”

“Is your dad a boxer? Because baby, you're a knockout.”

Most of the time Steve just rolls his eyes and grins, but every so often he’ll make that surprised laugh, or god forbid, he’ll giggle, and Eddie mentally crows in victory every time it happens.

The kiss thing is spur of the moment one day, when Eddie has been hanging out just to be around Steve, and causing a little bit of a racket in the store. After a while, Steve playfully shoves at Eddie's shoulder and says "Get out of here before you get me in trouble, man," and Eddie just grins as he leans into Steve's space.

"What? No goodbye kiss before you send me off into the world?"

And oh god, Steve actually blushes this time, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink, and oh fuck, Eddie is such a goner. Steve shakes his head and tries his best to hide a smile as he says "In your dreams, Eddie."

"In my dreams it’ll be, then, handsome," Eddie replies with a grin, giving a mock salute on his way out the door.

It becomes a usual thing, Eddie hanging out and flirting and asking Steve for a kiss before he leaves. Every time, Steve's response is the same, that delightful blush covers his cheeks as he grins and pushes Eddie away with a "Keep dreaming," or a "You wish,” or even a half-assed “Fuck off, Eds.”

It all comes back to bite him in the ass when, for once, Eddie arrives at the video store to pick up Robin, instead of just doing his usual lazing about and bothering Steve.

Walking in, he doesn't see Buckley immediately, but he does spot his favorite person behind the counter and he beelines to Steve. He leans on the counter, elbows on the clean surface and chin in his hands as he bats his eyelashes at Steve.

"Hi Stevie! How's the prettiest boy in Hawkins today?"

Steve looks over at him and Eddie feels like a deer in headlights when the man gives him a sly grin. He leans on the counter, arms crossed as he presses into Eddie’s space.

"I dunno, gorgeous, how are you doing?"

All of Eddie's higher brain function just stops as Steve speaks. It’s such a stupid response, something that anyone else might have said if asked the same question, but for some reason it makes Eddie go dumb, cheeks flooding with color and mouth dropping in shock.

Steve’s grin widens and he tips his head to the side, looking like the cat who got the fucking canary. He reaches up and grabs a curl that had fallen from the messy bun Eddie had thrown his hair into, and twists the lock around his finger as he leans even closer.

"You look so fucking good today. Drives me crazy when you wear your hair up like this, sweetheart. Puts your whole neck on display, all that pretty skin just begging to be bitten and marked up."

And yeah, Eddie's brain must be leaking out of his ears, because it’s him, it’s Eddie, the master wordsmith who always has something to say, and all he can manage to get out in response is a single, stupid sounding "Uh.”

Steve's expression shifts to something more condescending and god, Eddie is so into it when he tugs on the curl again and coos "Aw, got nothin’ to say, baby doll? Can't take what you dish out?"

An embarrassing whine finds its way into the air between them and fuck, Eddie has to go. He needs to leave before he makes an even bigger fool of himself than he already has, because Steve is looking at Eddie like he wants to eat him and his knees feel like jello and where the fuck is Robin??

As though summoned by just a thought, Robin breezes through the shop and throws out a casual “Steve, can you stop? I need him to drive me home and he can’t do that if his brain is mush.”

Eddie glances over as she walks past them, thinks Traitor! as she leaves him at Steve’s mercy and heads outside to his van. He looks back to Steve, at those hazel eyes alight with amusement and tries to get his brain to work.

“I need- uh- Robin-” he stammers, unable to even complete a thought as Steve smirks and leans in even closer, his nose almost brushing against Eddie's when he asks, "Can I get a goodbye kiss?"

And Eddie could never say no to Steve, especially when the other is looking at him like that. He nods dumbly, hoping he doesn't look as desperate as he feels, and there's another tug on that curl.

"I need you to use your big boy words, sweetheart," Steve says, still tinged with condescension, and Jesus fucking Christ, this whole dynamic is really doing it for Eddie, more so than he ever thought it would.

"Yes, Steve- Please-" he says, fully prepared to start begging if he has to, if he can find the words to, but he's given a bit of mercy when Steve closes the gap between them.

It feels like he’s being electrocuted, and that's all he needs for his brain to get with the program, for his hands to finally respond as they fly up and tangle in honey locks as he kisses back.

Steve groans and presses closer, his tongue bullying its way into Eddie's mouth and Eddie can feel his limbs turning into goo as Steve kisses him thoroughly, those old King skills being put to good use as he wrecks Eddie with just this.

A car horn sounds from outside the shop and Steve pulls away, smirking again at Eddie's soft whine of protest. “You better go before Robin pitches a fit.”

Eddie nods, still dumbstruck from the last few minutes and says "I- Yeah, okay. Uh, call me? Tonight?"

Steve hums and stands up straight, and Eddie can feel his brain power returning with the little bit of distance now between them.

“Why don’t you come over after my shift? Say, 9?” Steve asks, giving Eddie that hungry look once again, and Eddie’s breath hitches.

“Yep, yes, I can- I’ll definitely do that,” he answers, taking a few steps back and trying his best not to stumble. “I’ll, uh, see you then, Stevie.”

Steve calls out “See you later, baby doll!” as Eddie scrambles for the door, and oh god, Eddie is fucked.

#the prompt was delicious and I totally ripped a line from it #ily and hope you like it #steddie #steve x eddie #steddie fic #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #joey writes #i wanted eddie to be very silly goofy 'haha joking around with my best bud...unless👀'#and steve to be very straightforward cutthroat 'i know what i want and im gonna fucking get it'#because i feel like that fits them both well #ficlet

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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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Steddie and “Shh use your words, baby.”

turned this one into a full-fledged ao3 oneshot with a whole lot more content. you can read it here :)

ooo i love this !! thanks for sending it in anon, i hope i do your prompt justice 💗

tw: ftm steve harrington (usage of cock, pussy, etc. to refer to his own genitalia), under negotiated kink (but they are both very into it and safe), mutual masturbation, slight orgasm denial/delay

they’re about a month into dating when it happens for the first time.

eddie’s just left steve’s place, after an evening spent cuddled up next to each other on the cushy sofa—pretending to watch a movie. and as always; it only took a few minutes of shared body heat, lingering stares, and wandering hands before steve found himself straddling eddie’s lap and kissing his boyfriend senseless.

it felt good, really good.

steve’s boxers dampening considerably as he humped himself down against the hard line of eddie’s clothed cock. little wanton moans falling from both of their mouths, when eddie’s big hands wrapped around steve’s hips to assist in building more delicious friction.

but just as things were heating up, steve started to get a bit too in his own head about everything and made some stupid excuse to get up and go to the bathroom. essentially ruining his chances of getting laid tonight.

you see, the thing is, eddie hasn’t actually seen steve naked yet and as much as steve trusts and loves his boyfriend, the idea still greatly terrifies him.

thankfully, eddie hasn’t seemed to mind; endlessly understanding and patient as they navigate this new world of intimacy together.

that being said, the second eddie departs from the driveway, steve rushes back inside and sprints upstairs to his bedroom. practically tripping on his own feet as he ascends. horny as a dog in heat and in desperate need of release.

its become routine over the past few weeks. eddie teasing his body, caressing every available inch of his skin, making him soak his underwear, and then leaving for the night—completely clueless as to how insanely turned on steve is.

so once he’s safely back in his room, steve scrambles up onto the bed. the air thickens with want as he hurriedly strips off his jeans and boxers. leaves eddie’s shirt on—a borrowed graphic-tee that’s quickly become a staple. he tucks it into his mouth, so he can inhale the natural musk of his boyfriend and gain easier access to the stiff buds of his nipples. rolls them between his thumb and forefinger as he mounts his favorite pillow—squeezes it between his thighs and whines as his he starts grinding his swollen pussy against it. finally giving into the filthy fantasies that have been clouding his mind all night.

eddie walking in on him isn’t part of the plan—in fact steve half-thinks he’s imagining it when his boyfriend appears out of thin air in the doorway.

“hey baby, sorry to bother you! forgot my jacket and thought i’d—” eddie says casually, as he throws the door to steve’s bedroom wide open and finds him humping his pillow,“oh. oh, fuck.”

eddie’s practically drooling. his mouth is hanging open like he’s trying to catch flies and steve is instantly mortified. covering up as much as possible with his hands.

“eds! shit, you weren’t supposed to see me doing this. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry. i’m so embarrassed. oh my god—” steve rambles, thoughts automatically going to the worst places.

“don’t be sorry. don’t you ever be sorry,” eddie walks over to the edge of the bed and tilts steve’s chin up with two of his fingers, so he’s forced to meet his gaze, “and don’t you dare fucking stop on my account. keep going, baby. i wanna see you.”

steve is awestruck by eddie’s reaction. never dreaming it would be so unwaveringly positive. cheeks flushed as it clicks that eddie isn’t disgusted by him and his naked body—rather he’s attracted to him and wants to see more.

“you’re sure?” steve can’t help but ask, even as he starts to slowly buck his hips again.

“you’re asking me if i’m sure? baby, your body is so fucking hot. even hotter than i imagined it would be,” eddie laughs incredulously and kisses steve deeply, “plus I’d love to be right here while you make yourself cum. talk about a dream come true.”

“yeah?” steve whines, feeling confident as eddie kisses along his neck and nibbles on his ear. he’s so far gone for this man it’s ridiculous.

“yeah, honey. if you hadn’t noticed, i’m kind of obsessed with you. now tell me what you want me to do? you want me to keep talking?” eddie cups steve’s face and pets a hand across his cheek.

steve nods enthusiastically, “y-yeah. it’s hot, really hot. more please, like hearing your voice.”

eddie willingly obliges. palming his straining hard-on over his jeans as he runs his mouth and edges them both closer to orgasm.

“feels good doesn’t it, baby? you’re so wet and your cock’s so fucking hard. looks just about ready to burst with how good you’re teasing it on that pillow. taking your time, hm? letting all that pleasure build up like a good boy,” he coos in a sickeningly sweet, condescending tone. voice shakier as he fucks into his palm and watches steve intently.

and steve? he can’t even begin to find his words. a mess of mewls and whimpers and moans, as he works the length of his aching cock between a few fingers and ruts his pussy in punishing circles against the soaked fabric of the pillowcase. and now that he has eddie as an audience, he’s arching his back, pushing the plump curve of his ass out, and using his free hand to pinch his raw nipples. knot tightening in his lower belly, warmth spreading through his abdomen.

“fuck,” eddie groans, thrusting his hips and biting his lip, “that’s right, baby boy. don’t hold back—making such pretty noises for me. such a good little slut. my perfect boy.”

steve knows he’s going to cum. he knows it’s going to be messy. he knows eddie’s going to see him as he squirts over the pillow. and the very idea makes him lock eyes with eddie and moan incoherently. begging with his gaze.

“what is it, baby?” eddie’s patronizing smile makes steve keen, “aw you wanna cum don’t you? is that why you’re shaking so much? wanna cum for me and make a mess on your pillow?”

steve nods as hard and fast as he can, words still escaping him. unsure why he feels he needs eddie’s permission to cum, but also knowing it’s absolutely necessary.

“shhh, shhh,” eddie hushes, rubbing his cock at a punishing pace, “use your words baby. use those pretty big boy words of yours and ask nicely. then i’ll give you everything you need, okay?”

“p-please, daddy,” oh fuck where did that come from, “please, please, let me cum, daddy. wanna be your good boy, please.”

“ahh. fuck, fuck baby. say it again and i’ll let you. c’mon one more time, precious boy,” eddie pleads, face contorting with pleasure.

“daddy. need to cum for you, daddy. please,” steve begs so pretty and bounces on the pillow mercilessly, stimulation peaking.

“fuck yes, baby. cum with daddy. cum for me,” eddie groans and spills into his jeans with steve’s name heavy on his filthy lips.

and steve does the same—positively drenches his pillow as he squirts all over it. slapping his pussy like he’s never done before just because everything feels too good and the oversensitivity is enough to destroy him.

suffice it to say, after that night, steve’s quite physically comfortable around eddie and vice versa. and it’s the start of a beautiful relationship <3

and as always, if you’d like to be added to my tags list for my smutty steddie ficlets/asks pls let me know in the comments !! xoxo

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callsign-relic · 15 days

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Hi Relic!!

I’m thinking about the luring people with holoforms thing again from that other ask. That’s got to be one of my favorite troupes. I think it would be interesting if they used some sort of calmer, making their targets a little more docile. Kind of similar to I’ll Take Better Care of You.

Uugghhhhnmmm drabble about it \/

People have been going missing in your city lately. It’s a little worrying, but the police have a handle on it. That’s what they said in the news, at least. Either way, as you sit at your local bar, you can’t help but feel a little tense about the guy sitting next to you. It’s not in a creepy way, not really, but who goes to a bar dressed like he just jumped out of the 80’s? His bright colored clothes and strange demeanor put you off, but as he starts to make conversation his weirdness starts to feel less apparent.

The more you talk the more you like him. He’s sweet, funny, a bit obnoxious, but who isn’t at this hour? He doesn’t tell you his name, and you don’t ask. It feels like you’ve known him forever. Him and his weird hair. At some point, he invites you out. He wants to go “somewhere special”. Feeling like you could trust him with anything, you agree. The two of you load into an Uber, he sets the destination. While you leave, a bright red and orange sports car follows, but you didn’t pay it much mind. It isn’t until you finally arrive at your “special place” that you begin to feel uneasy again.

You comment on the sports car following you around, but he brushes it off, saying something about how cool it looks. The place he took you is largely empty, not many buildings around. A queasy feeling builds in your stomach. Why did you trust him to bring you out here?

You stumble a bit, smile fading. You make an excuse to leave, but when you turn to look at him his eyes flicker. Actually, all of him flickers. Like a badly CGI’d hologram in a shitty movie. Mind clearer than ever you begin to wordlessly move away. Unfortunately, by then it’s too late. Your legs are shaky from fear but that only intensifies when something very, very large begins to move.

The sports car.

Now you feel the need to run. And you do, however short of an escape attempt was. Your body is quickly grabbed by something, the floor starts to grow smaller beneath you. You scream to no avail.

“Sorry bud, there’s no one else here to hear you.”

Stark, blue lights flash onto your face, temporarily blinding you.

“You’re so cute from up close like this! Hah, I should’ve done this sooner.”

Your eyes adjust to see a robotic face grinning out you with sharp, fanged teeth. The stress in your body instantly explodes and you struggle from something you understand to be a hand- though that is where your understanding of the situation ends.

“Ah, you’re going to love it with me. Promise. Come on, little buddy.”

He squeezes you gently. Something soft and tranquil falls over your mind, causing your struggling to stop without your permission. Your body grows tired and your muscles feel like stone. Your thoughts are the last to go out, simply wondering where you would end up now.

(I didn’t proofread this and I am sick, sorry for mistakes or strangeness!)

OH MY GOSSHDHDHDHSHS TRIPLEGLITCH THIS WAS AMAZING!!!!! Omg reminds me of the old days where you’d send drabbles to my ask box, I missed getting asks from you 😭

The line “you’re so cute from up close like this” made my stomach flip and even rewriting it for my response here made it flip AGAIN. GOD I love this so much. This is totally something Rodimus would do, gaining your trust and luring you to somewhere empty to where you can become his beloved little pet. You were so nice to him when you chatted at the bar, he knew you’d be the perfect little guy to have around the ship!

And god omg I love the idea that even as he held a conversation with you in holoform, he saw it no more as a silly game. He knew you were coming with him by the end of the night, but he wanted a peek at what human life was like. And it was so adorable, what humans seemed to busy themselves with. So simple. So quaint. But he was about to bring you into a much bigger world. Perhaps it may have been something behind your understanding, but he would be the one to guide you through it. It was his responsibility as a pet owner, after all <333

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penmansparadise · 2 years

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Billy Hargrove ~ A Simple Car Ride

*I DON’T OWN THIS GIF* *CREDIT TO GIF OWNER*

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem Munson!Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Mild language

a/n: This was a requestfrom my Wattpad. It's just some fun protective big brother Eddie and a little bit of Billy being a good boyfriend. I mention the song Lunatic Fringe by Red Rider in here. It's a good one, so go check it out. It's actually off the Vision Quest soundtrack, which is a good 80s movie. Typical teenage angst movie, but still good nonetheless. Another good song that I didn't mention but that is also on the Vision Quest soundtrack is Journey's Only the Young (my personal favorite song by them). So, check that one out too.

I have slowly piecing together things for The Adventurer and the Dungeon Master. I will say that I will probably release a playlist before I do anything. Just to get you all in the mood lol. Well, anyway, my next post will be Steve and Billy smut *insert eye emoji here* so be ready for that! As always, thank you for all the support!!

Billy’s fingers traced the stitching of your jeans up the sides of your thighs. He leaned his head into the crook of your neck and nibbled a little on the soft skin there. You let out a little sigh as his fingers crept under the hem of your shirt and tickled the bare flesh on your waist. The warmth of his Camaro against your back was a stark contrast to his cold fingers. Your insides clenched. The combined sensations were driving you crazy. This wasn’t out of the ordinary for the two of you. Ever since you and Billy started dating, there were few things he enjoyed more than publicly showing you just how much he was into you.

You and Billy had been dating for a few months, but you had Billy chasing you for far longer. When he and Max first moved to Hawkins, he was like a hot commodity. Every girl wanted to be with him. He would flirt with them, and they would all swoon until they were putty in his hands. That was every girl, except you. Billy tried to hit on you once, and you publicly humiliated him when you rejected his advances in front of everyone. For anyone in their right mind, they would have given up. But Billy clearly wasn’t taking “No” for an answer. He just kept going back to you. Day after day, he would try and epically fail with his advances. Little did he know that he was slowly winning you over. You just weren’t letting him in on it.

It became a sort of game between you and Billy where he would approach you every day with something new. One day it was chocolate and a flirty pick-up line. The next day it was a stuffed bear and a sweet love note. You loved it, and soon, after several long months, you gave in and finally agreed to become Billy’s official girlfriend. But there was one person who made his dislike toward you and Billy very clear, and that was your brother, Eddie. He never liked Billy, so when you started dating, he couldn’t help but express his disapproval.

“He’s like a walking STD, Y/N,” Eddie had said one day while driving home from school.

“So, you’re telling me you’re thinking about my sex life?”

Eddie’s eye widened to the size of dinner plates.

“What!? Oh, God, no,” he said, gagging, “why would you even say that?”

Needless to say, that was the last time your brother discussed your relationship with you again.

Billy’s lips moved up your neck and over your cheeks until they connected with yours. You smiled into the kiss, then pulled back enough to look him in the eye.

“People are watching, Billy.”

Billy rolled his eyes before looking around the parking lot at the several onlookers.

“And?” He said, sliding his hands into your rear pockets and squeezing a little, “Let them. I want everyone to know your, mine.”

You chuckled.

“First of all,” you said, grabbing his forearms and pushing until his hands were off your ass and on your hips, “you don’t own me.”

He moaned as a smirk pulled at his lips.

“Hm, I love when you get feisty.”

“I bet you do,” you said, leaning forward a little before placing a swift kiss on his lips.

You tried to pull back, but Billy’s arms wrapped around your waist as his lips started attacking every exposed piece of skin he could find. Loud bouts of laughter bubbled out of you until you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned your head to see Eddie standing at a safe distance with his hands in his pant pockets. His eyes were trained on the asphalt in front of him, and he was rocking on the balls of his feet. He peeked up through his hair, and when he noticed you were looking, he fully raised his head.

“Are you ready, Y/N?”

You nodded, then turned back to Billy.

“I’ll see you later, babe,” you said, then planted another peck onto his lips.

“Okay, princess,” he said, and as you turned to walk toward your brother, he leaned to the side and said, “Nice to see you too, Eddie.”

Eddie gave him a tight-lipped smile, but when the two of you started moving toward Eddie’s van, his smile fell.

“Nice to see you too, Eddie,” he said in a mocking tone.

You rolled your eyes.

“Really, Eddie?”

“What?” He asked, hands going up in defense, “I didn’t say anything.”

You just scoffed and, when you reached the van, hopped into the passenger side.

“You know, I don’t know why you don’t like him?”

Eddie groaned as he tossed his backpack into the back.

“This again?”

“I’m serious,” you said, turning in the seat to face your brother. “I don’t know why you don’t just give him a chance.”

Eddie fished his keys out of his pocket and said, “Sorry if I don’t like the idea of Hawkins’ new bad boy parading my sister around.”

He shoved the key into the ignition and turned it, but the car just sputtered.

“He’s not parading me around,” you exclaimed, eyes narrowing.

Eddie stopped turning the key in the ignition and looked at you.

“Then what would you call it?”

“Being a proud boyfriend.”

Eddie rolled his eyes and then tried turning the key in the ignition again, but the van still did not start.

“Son of a bitch,” Eddie muttered before rubbing his hand along the steering wheel. “Come on, baby. Don’t do this now.”

Eddie turned the key again, and still nothing.

“Shit!” He shouted.

He let out a long groan and then placed his head on the steering wheel, repeatedly turning the key in the ignition. Your eyes went from your brother to the hood of the van and back until you started noticing smoke seep out the sides of the hood.

“Uh, Eddie?”

“Not now, Y/N. Please,” he said, forehead still resting on the steering wheel.

More puffs of white smoke began pouring out, and your eyes widened.

“No, Eddie,” you said, trying to slap his arm but too afraid to move your eyes from the smoke, “seriously.”

He sat up abruptly.

“I got this, okay? She’ll start up any second.”

Any second, the van could burst into flames, and you really didn’t want to be sitting in it when it did.

“Eddie!”

“What!?”

His hard stare was on you now, and you just pursed your lips and pointed out the front windshield.

“It’s smoking.”

Eddie’s head slowly turned to where you were pointing, and his face fell.

“Oh, fuck,” he said before struggling to unbuckle and get out of the driver’s side door.

You followed his lead and hopped out. But, just as you joined your brother, he popped the hood, and a large plume of smoke swallowed the two of you.

“Shit, shit, shit,” Eddie said as he waved his hands around frantically to clear the smoke.

You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I thought you got Uncle Wayne to look at this thing.”

Eddie turned on you.

“Y/N, I,” he stopped, shutting his eyes and pushing out a stream of air through his nose before looking at you again. “He’s been a little busy lately.”

You threw your arms into the air as Eddie moved to look under the hood.

“So, what now? You don’t know anything about cars.”

“Yeah,” Eddie grumbled, “I know that, Y/N.”

You stared at your brother as he aimlessly grabbed things under the hood until a loud car pulled up beside you. You would know that sound anywhere. The low purr of a 1979 Camaro. It was Billy. You turned to see him leaning out the driver’s side window, eyebrows furrowed.

“Hey, princess. You guys alright?”

A burst of tingles ran through your body. You knew that he could tell you weren’t alright. You were standing outside of a smoking vehicle, for crying out loud. You just shook your head.

“No,” you said, exasperated, and used your thumb to gesture back toward Eddie, who was still smacking things around under the hood, “my genius brother neglected to get our uncle to look at his van, and now it won’t start.”

Billy put his car in park.

“I can check it out if you want.”

“Yes.”

“No,” Eddie said at the exact same time.

You shot Eddie a look, and he reciprocated it, but before he had the chance to send Billy away, you turned back to your boyfriend with a saccharine smile.

“We’d really appreciate it.”

Billy got out of his car, and you followed behind him to where Eddie was standing by the van. He didn’t waste any time going to check under the hood. When he stood back up, sweat was beading on his forehead, and he had oil on his hands. You watched as he rubbed his hands down the length of his thighs, and at that moment, you so wished that you were not stranded in the school parking lot. He brushed his blonde hair from his face and sighed.

“Well, I figured out what your problem is. Your gasket is blown.”

You and Eddie both looked at Billy befuddled.

“So, what does that mean?” You asked, shaking your head a little.

He grinned and let out a breathy laugh, looking down at his feet and then back up at you.

“It means unless you want your van to catch on fire, you need to get a tow.”

Eddie ran his hands over his face and groaned.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me,” he mumbled.

Billy quirked a brow at you, then said, “Hey, I can give you guys a ride home.”

“Really?” You asked, and even you could hear the relief in your voice.

Billy walked over to you and wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Of course, baby. Anything for you.”

You turned to face Eddie, who looked visibly repulsed not only by Billy but also by the idea of him driving you two home. But it only took a minute of you staring daggers at him to realize that Billy was the only option. So, he just nodded at you before gathering both of your bags and following you to the passenger side. Eddie opened the door, and you went to climb into the backseat, but he grabbed your arm, stopping you.

“Woah,” he said, “what are you doing?”

You narrowed your eyes at him and looked at the backseat, then back at him.

“Getting in the backseat with Max.”

Eddie leaned a little closer to you, lowered his voice, and whispered, “But he’s your boyfriend.”

“And?” You asked before yanking your arm from his grip and sliding in next to Max.

Eddie grumbled something to himself before getting into the passenger seat and shutting the door. Billy double-checked that everyone was in the car, cranked his radio, then sped out of the parking lot.

Lunatic Fringe by Red Rider shook the car as Billy drove down the road. The windows were down, and yours and Max’s hair was a twisted and tangled mess from the wind rushing through it. Eddie continued to look from the radio to Billy and back, and you smiled. If there was one thing that would connect your boyfriend and brother, it was going to be music. Billy finally caught on that Eddie was staring at him, and he laughed.

“What?” He shouted over the music.

Eddie shook his head.

“Nothing. I just didn’t think you liked this kind of stuff.” He pointed to the radio.

“What?” Billy asked, “Good music?”

The two of them started laughing, and you could feel your heart warming at the sound. You never thought you’d see the day when your brother and Billy were actually getting along. A smile pulled at the corners of your lips, and you looked at Billy through the rearview. It took him a second, but when he finally looked back at you, he sent you a wink before turning his attention back to the road. You bit your bottom lip and then leaned forward onto the center console.

“Hey, babe, did I ever tell you that my brother is also in a band?”

Billy chuckled.

“You may have mentioned it before.” He looked at Eddie. “Guitar, right?”

Eddie’s eyebrows shot up.

“Yeah,” he said slowly, “you play?”

“No, no,” Billy said, shaking his head, “but I’ve come to appreciate a good guitar solo.”

You could tell that Eddie was impressed and trying to contain his excitement. He picked at the fray on his black jeans and said, “You should come watch us play sometime.” He lifted his head to look at Billy. “We, uh, we play at The Hideout every Tuesday night.”

Billy smiled at him and nodded.

“Yeah, man. I’ll stop by.”

For the rest of the car ride, no one spoke. The only thing filling the dead space was the music blasting from Billy’s speakers. When he finally reached the trailer, he came to a stop. Eddie grabbed his bag and hopped out. You gave Max a side hug and then shimmied out of the back. You leaned over the passenger seat and gave Billy a quick kiss before grabbing your bag and rushing off toward Eddie.

“So?” You asked as Eddie pulled out his house key.

“So, what?”

“He’s not that bad now, is he?”

The two of you entered the house, and Eddie tilted his head back and forth before turning to face you.

“I guess he’s…alright.”

But he shot you a goofy grin, and you knew he thought Billy was more than alright. You laughed as Eddie headed back to his room, shutting the door behind him. You plopped onto the couch, a feeling of elation filling your entire body. If all it took for your brother to finally warm up to Billy was a car ride, you would have slashed the van’s tires months ago. You laughed to yourself at the thought as you relaxed, knowing that they may not be friends quite yet, but at least they were on talking terms now.

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i adore your writing!! it's so fantastic!! could you maybe do something involving a grumpy x sunshine pairing with one of them being targeted by a killer, like in a slasher movie? but you totally don't have to if you don't want to!

Thank you so much! I must admit that I have never tried my hand at a slasher type genre, but I have always wanted to give it a go. And you must have read my mind bc a grump X sunshine pairing is my absolute favorite! I hope y’all like this! So sorry for the long wait!

Warning: There is blood, gore, and obsessive characters in this one. Please take care while reading if those are sensitive issues. Love y’all!

I decided to try this with a few original characters I made for a story I’m currently working on. So, the characters are mine, but this amazing idea is all this anonymous sender!

It was so silent they not only heard it, but felt it.

The dark of the closet was cut only by the thine stream of light the crooked door frame provided. Leo thought his heart would beat right out of his chest, but he still resisted the urge to gulp in breaths like his panic so desperately wanted him to.

How had they not seen? In retrospect it was oh so obvious. Everyone Leo had ever become close to, everyone who he had expressed even the slightest interest in romantically ended up dead or severely injured. It was a nightmare in the truest sense. But, the “accidents” had always seemed just that. Just accidents.

God, he should have listened to Joshua when he warned him. If Leo had only just listened and not been so damn trusting they wouldn’t be in this situation right now. What was wrong with him anyway? Why did Leo feel the need to be liked by everyone all the time?! He was charismatic, outgoing, an insatiable flirt, and he always connected with whomever he was with. He was extremely well liked. Too liked.

He had never meant for someone to like him that much. He had never wanted someone to become obsessed.

Why couldn’t he be more like Joshua? Joshua who had the scariest resting bitch face. Joshua who rarely laughed unless it was with his family or Leo. Joshua who was known not only to make suspects wet themselves, but his own teammates as well. Joshua, who despite being the complete opposite of Leo, was Leo’s closest friend. Leo’s best friend.

Joshua, who was with Leo now in this shitty broom closet at the shitty air Bnb with a shitty stalker looking for them.

Leo’s nervousness must have become noticeable as he felt Joshua take a deep breath behind him and place his hand on Leo’s forehead in comfort. The breath was deep, yet silent, a testament to Joshua’s years of training and line of work. Leo felt a pang of envy at his friend’s stoicness. He could feel Joshua’s heart beat between his shoulder blades as his back was uncomfortably pressed against Joshua’s chest. A position they got into when Joshua heard Eddie coming and swiftly grabbed Leo and pulled him into the broom cupboard.

Strong, steady, and calm. How did Joshua do that when Leo knew for a fact that his best friend was just as freaked out as he was?

Maybe Joshua could teach him after all this was over.

If they got out of here that is.

If they did, they might be the only ones. Eddie had done an excellent job of picking off their merry little group one by one. No phones, no help, just them and the slasher. When Eddie had suggested they take a little vacation it had seemed so fun at the time. Get their group together and rent a cabin, take some time off from their various jobs, plan what the New Years party was going to be…God, Leo should have known!

There’s a difference between a personal assistant knowing things about you, and them knowing everything about you. But Leo had never had an assistant before Eddie, he didn’t know that Eddie was too attentive compared to the normal kind.

“We’ll wait him out, then look for the others,” Joshua whispered. It was so quiet that Leo was sure he wouldn’t have heard it except for Joshua’s face against his ear.

But what would they find? Already three were dead, perhaps more. Bobby, Jared, and…and…Karen. She had been the worst of them. And why? Just because Leo dared to take a girlfriend?

He couldn’t help a tear trailing down his face as his empathy went overboard. How scared they must have been. How betrayed.

Joshua must have noticed, because his arm around Leo tightened and his face pressed closer to his ear.

“It’s going to be okay. We’ll get through this. We always do,” he whispered again. Leo only nodded slightly, not trusting his broken voice to be quiet enough to respond.

Joshua seemed like he was about to whisper something else when he abruptly stopped. It took Leo a second to realize why. There in the kitchen, just feet from them, there was movement, the sound of the kitchen door closing and locking. Shuffled footsteps and a scraping sound.

What was that scraping sound?

Oh god, it was a butcher’s knife. A butcher’s knife being drawn against walls and cabinets as the holder walked by.

Eddie was in the room!

Both Leo and Joshua stopped breathing as they listened.

“Leo” came the smooth sing-song voice. “I know you’re in here.”

Leo stiffened, but Joshua held fast so no sound was made.

“Come on man,” Eddie continued. “I know how it seems now, but that’s just because you’ve always been surrounded by poisonous people. Once it’s just you and me you’ll understand. Don’t worry, I’ll teach you… And you’ll enjoy it.”

Now it was Joshua who stiffened. His grip on Leo started to shake and Leo knew it wasn’t in fear.

Joshua was pissed. Scratched that, Leo felt the heat radiating off Joshua’s face, he was furious.

The scraping stopped just in front of the broom cupboard.

“Oh, well that’s just too cute. Hiding with the brooms?”

Before Eddie could open the door, Joshua’s leg shot out from beside Leo and kicked the door with enough force to splinter the wood.

Eddie must have been close as he was shot back by the power of it and was sent tumbling into the stove.

Joshua wasted no time in practically picking up Leo and pushing them both from the cupboard, then immediately positioning Leo away from Eddie.

Eddie was a terrible sight. Covered in blood which was not his own, clutching the offending knife in a slick grip, while ginning uncontrollably in a way that Leo thought was only possible for bad actors in horror films.

“Joshua!” Eddie greeted spreading his arms out in a welcoming manner. “I should have known you’d be with him. Always together you two aren't cha?”

Leo glared at Eddie as Joshua positioned himself in a defensive stance.

“Why Eddie?” Leo asked, hoping to take the attention away from Joshua. It was easy, Eddie immediately gave Leo his unwavering gaze.

“Why what my dear?” Eddie asked.

Leo shuddered at the endearment. Something he himself had called Karen not twelve hours ago.

“Why do this? Any of this? Wasn’t I a good boss? Did I do something wrong? Lead you on in some way? What did anyone else do to deserve this?” Leo kept his focus on Eddie, hoping Joshua had some sort of plan.

“No, no, no, no, no!” Eddie actually looked concerned. “You’ve done nothing wrong! You could never do anything wrong. You just don’t know how to take care of yourself. But that’s okay! Because I do! I was made for you! I was made to take care of you! Every sunshine needs a sky to hold it. I’m your sky!”

Leo paled more if it were possible. Eddie was…Eddie was…fuck, how did someone get this crazy?

“Eddie, that doesn’t make sense. You don’t need to take care of me! You’re my assistant, not my mother!”

Eddie laughed, actually laughed. “Not your mother! Your everything! Just as you’re my everything. I know all there is to know about you. No one else could care more than I do.”

“And this is how you care?” Joshua spat. Eddie tilted his head towards him. “Look at him Eddie! He’s terrified! Is this how you want him to feel if you care so much?”

And Eddie did look back at Leo. He looked right into Leo’s terrified eyes and seemed to see them for the first time.

“Leo,” he whispered. “Are you scared of me?”

Leo nodded, his whole body shaking. “Yes,” he whispered.

Eddie lowered the knife to his side and stretched out his hand while walking towards Leo, as if to touch his face and comfort him like in some kind of sick romcom.

Just as Joshua knew he would.

The moment the knife was lowered, Eddie made it only a step towards Leo before Joshua was on him and the fight began.

It was like a convoluted and vile dance. One that Leo wanted to join in and help Joshua, but couldn’t see when or where. He wasn’t trained like Joshua, he only knew the few basic self defense moves Joshua taught him over the years.

There was no yelling or talking, just pained grunts and rage filled battle curses.

It seemed to last a lifetime.

Then, there it was, an opening!

Joshua kicked the knife from Eddie’s hands and slashed at him with their car keys to the car Eddie had cut the wires on this morning.

Eddie slid across the tile floor on his back and before he could get up and go for Joshua again, Leo hit him as hard as he could with a frying pan. It had been hanging over the oven and Leo grabbed it the moment Eddie’s eyes were off him.

Eddie only had a second to look straight into Leo’s eyes with incomprehension before flopping on the floor limp.

“Oh my god,” Leo shook as he stood still holding the frying pan. He couldn’t seem to move.

“Leo,” Joshua limped over to him. He placed a bloody hand on Leo’s white knuckled grip.

“He was going to kill you…I couldn’t…Oh my god…did I kill him?”

Joshua knelt down and felt for a pulse.

“He’s alive.” He stated. Barely, he didn’t tell Leo.

Leo saw the amount of blood on Joshua.

“Oh shit, Josh are you…where did he get you?” Leo dropped the pan and went to look over Joshua, hands hovering not knowing what to do.

Joshua only half smiled and took both of Leo’s hands in his. “Nothing serious. He was too distracted by you. I took the advantage.”

Leo pulled Joshua into a fierce hug. “Oh, thank god. Thank god, thank god, thank god.”

They tied Eddie up, searched for their friends, finally found a hidden phone to call for help, and Leo couldn’t help to continue to hear Joshua’s words from the broom cupboard. We’ll get through this. We always do. And they always will.

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dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night · 6 months

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I made a playlist for @oliversrarebooks' main series.

Full annotation under the cut (quite long)

Strange Doings in the Night:

This one has a strong vibe suiting the auction house. Very creepy, with undertones of wealthy patrons and secrecy.

"We get more done in the dark than you can see -- Starlight shadows the sunrise like a thief"

Right to Die:

A song about having one's freedom and very sense of being stripped away for a profit. Lots of vivid imagery, making it one of my personal favorites.

"Take me down the silver river and sell my hair for food -- Sell my independence first so there's no fight -- Take my little things away -- So there's no memories -- And hey! -- When you're done you can just sail into the night"

Pain and Pleasure:

This is technically about some D&D campaign or whatever, but it reminds me of the cast of this story.

"He's got blood that flows with magic -- He's got eyes carved in his skin -- We are soon to see his ending -- But we don't know where he begins"

Farewell Wanderlust:

A melancholy song that fits a lot of details on Alexander that have been hinted at throughout the story.

"Our gods have abandoned us, left us instead -- Take up arms, take my hand, let us waltz for the dead"

Red River:

A song with a constantly shifting tempo and intriguing lines. Technically romantic but suiting Oliver's captivity just as he is first brought under mind control and crushes Emily's hope.

"I'll tell you I love you and need you -- And cherish you over them all -- But my effort gets small as I talk to a -- Ball and my words are all crumpled and torn"

Danse Macabre:

An instrumental song with a lovely tune. Sounds like something that would be playing from a character's record player or radio during the story.

Good Life:

A song all about false promises and propaganda, keeping all sorts of people under control by more natural forms of mental suggestion than those in the story.

"They will tell you your future is lovely and certain -- They will sell you a dream for a dollar ninety-nine -- Oh, they'll make you repay it or call it a crime"

Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This):

A pessimistic view of the world, with focus put on abuse and keeping hope despite it. Could fit most of the characters.

"Sweet dreams are made of this -- Who am I to disagree? -- I travel the world and the seven seas -- Everybody's looking for something"

Old Lace:

Melancholy and metaphorical. Plenty of lines referring to becoming a new person and struggling with one's feelings.

"I wish they'd drop the bomb, I’m wearing thin -- And if I'm drowning in my sorrows, I say bathe in them"

Turn Out the Lights:

Lines about needing to not trust your thoughts (even when they sound like you) take on a new meaning when applied to Oliver's enthrallment.

"You don't have to believe every single thought -- That tumbles through your head -- Just 'cause it sounds like you talking"

Another Great Day:

A song about self doubt in the act of pursuing happiness. It suits multiple characters including Oliver and Alexander.

"And what gives me solace, damages my brain -- Again the sun rises, not any more wiser -- My mind is a geyser, the world is just rain"

Bring Out Your Dead:

A slow melody about losing what you love and hoping for more from life. It reminds me of Emily.

"Make your peace -- A pocket of posies can help -- In the silence that comes with the -- Presence of large predators"

Toccata and Fugue in D minor:

A spooky classical melody, often used in movie soundtracks. I could definitely imagine it playing if this story were on telivision rather than tumblr.

The Headless Horseman:

The roaring 20s style of spooky story telling is similar to the revelations Oliver goes through about the existence of vampires and other monsters.

"There's ghosts with horns and saucer eyes -- Some have fangs about this size -- Some short and fat -- Some tall and thin --And some don't even bother to wear their skin!"

Catharsis:

This one was included mostly because of vibes, but it reminds me of Alexander's... whole thing.

"The cracks had always been on show -- The spirit always broke -- The bottle always emptied well before the candle smoked"

Inkpot Gods:

For Emily and Oliver, right after Lily gets in Oliver's head. It has romantic overtones, but could fit friends or even siblings.

"And I can hear him break -- And he doesn't understand -- And I wish that I could take his hand -- But where I'm going is for me and me alone"

Hey, Little Songbird:

From the musical Hadestown, all about false promises dragging a hero down to hell. It suits the chapters dedicated to Lily's mind control.

"Hey, little songbird, you got something fine -- You’d shine like a diamond down in the mine -- And the choice is yours if you’re willing to choose -- Seeing as you’ve got nothing to lose -- And I could use a canary"

Faerie's Aire and Death Waltz:

I listen to instrumental music a lot while reading, and this is one of my favorites. I often put it on for this story.

The Quittin' Kind:

A cabaret song from a singer with a beautiful voice. It reminds me of Oliver, and his lamentations over the life he could have had. Though the song refers to art as escapism, not books, it has the same effect.

"There's a corner you painted yourself in -- I'm not sure what was your intention? -- Now you're trapped alone on an island and you can't swim"

Passerine:

The use of metaphors regarding nature and human history paint a vivid picture. Though honestly, I included it because I have sysnesthesia and this song is the same color as much of the first chapter.

"When he comes a knocking at my door -- What am I to do, What am I to do, oh lord -- When the cold wind rolls in form the north -- What am I to do, What am I to do, oh lord"

Have a Seat Misery:

Honestly, this could fit almost every major character. It's all about relapsing into depression and bad habits, especially in times of loneliness.

"Have a seat, misery -- Lord how I've missed you -- Don't go crying to me -- That I kept you away for too long -- Just put your feet up, friend -- 'Cause I read all your postcards -- And in a way I am happy to say -- That you've never been gone"

Remember Something Beautiful:

A song about holding onto hope for a better future during bad times. It reminds me of Emily's old life, among other things.

"When you're jaded, and you're lonely, and the world's about to end -- Just remember something beautiful is just around the bend"

Opening Themes: Dark Shadows:

This is a niche joke. The 60s show Dark Shadows introduced the concept of a "sympathetic vampire" rather than making Barnabas Collins pure evil. It had a drastic effect on how all modern writers handle vampires, whether they're aware of it or not. But Alexander is much nicer than Barnabas.

The Lesser of 200 Evils:

This could be Alexander's theme song, as far as Oliver is concerned. The premise is viewing someone as the lesser of evils, but still knowing them to be truly evil, even if they're your best option.

"This house is a rotten place -- Where you don't believe a thing that your worth -- The lesser of two hundred evils -- But you're still evil"

Ancient History:

A song about drowning under the emotional weight past events that should be water under the bridge by now. At least, according to the people around you. It reminds me of all of Alexander's angst.

"My body's aching like a knock-down drag-out -- And my poor heart is an open wound -- It's ancient history that's bleeding out of me -- So what am I supposed to do?"

Devil May Care:

The lyrics referring to the biblical fall of lucifer, and where he might be hiding now, quoting expressions like "the devil's in the lyrics". Another vibes based inclusion.

"The Devil can deal any hand you choose -- Damned if you don't, damned if you do"

The Louisville Shuffle (RIP):

All about changing from one thing to another, maybe for the better and maybe for the worst. Becoming unrecognizable to those who once knew you.

"But the scenery won't change until you die -- The scenery won't change and nor will I -- Rest in peace to the me that you had in your head"

Welcome to the Circus:

The premise of this song meshes well with everything Oliver and his fellow humans go through during the auction. Being dolled up and put on display, expected to put their best foot forward while having their trauma completely brushed aside.

"And we will pick apart your mind -- As you are breaking down -- And we'll continue laughing -- After all, you're just a silly clown -- Pay attention to what you're saying -- Make sure it's entertaining -- Lights. Camera. -- Welcome to your life"

Under the Willow:

Another melancholy song I included for reasons of [checks notes] sysnethsesia. But as I think more about it, it could be yet another Alexander song.

"But I believe I'm worth redemption -- 'Cause thunder, thunder shook me to the core -- While I was hiding under the willow"

The Vampire Masquerade:

A good tune with a fitting name. Don't ask me to explain, but it's the same color as Lily and a few of her patrons. It's also a good song to listen to while reading.

The Simplest Words:

Like a lot of songs on this playlist, this one is about doubting your own feelings, and not knowing which are real and which are fake.

"This body is built on the ruins of -- All the people I have ever been -- Wise men build their houses on rocks -- While the rest of us settle for skeletons"

Bloodsucker:

Other than bloodsucker being a fictional slur used against vampires, the symbolism in this song tracks with Lily's business and the keeping of her own thrall.

"It's so quiet, oh my god -- Thanks for inviting me in, you won't feel anything -- Red rich blood, let's drink up -- I want your thin skin, i know what you're trying to tell me"

And there it is. My full playlist. It may be changed and updated in the future, but I'll try to leave it be.

#Spotify #Music #Oliver's Rare Books #Playlists

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divine-donna · 1 year

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manners maketh man

i think everyone knows which pedro pascal edit went viral on tik tok. and consequently, i got kingsman edits. and then i rewatched the movies. so in the end, we get this post.

have fun with these headcanons! we can even call this a spy au since the kingsman franchise falls under that genre of films.

ser criston cole

a man on an exchange assignment from the dornish red wine company, criston is a suave man that you get paired with for the assignment. your goal is to show him the ropes. but the dornish tend to do things a little differently and the two of you clash heads because of your different way of doing things. despite the differences, you have immense respect for criston. he even saves your life when you let your guard down.

“it wouldn’t do me any good if my partner was dead. i would be an awful dornishman if you died on my watch.”

daemon targaryen

a more senior member of the seven kings trading company, the man has been out of the game for quite some time. he’s very particular about his safety due to his work experience. and daemon is very shocked to find you at his doorstep, a new member of the seven kings trading company. something has happened to his brother and viserys told you to go to daemon in case anything went wrong. of course his brother was able to figure out how to locate him long ago. begrudingly, he becomes your partner to teach you his own tricks. and maybe he even learns a few from you.

“now (y/n), the secret here is to- no! please do not do that! not unless you want us to get caught and for the whole building to explode! geez. what do they even teach you guys now?”

rhaenyra targaryen

it was expected of rhaenyra to step up as a member of the seven kings trading company. after all, her father had led them and she must prove her worth as a trainee. she had no issues completing it and becoming a formidable spy. but the woman lacked...restraint. she was impulsive and went into things head on. you were assigned as her partner to get her to stop being impulsive and think about decisions. you both did not mesh well and it wasn’t until you get kidnapped did rhaenyra finally learn to think things through first. and you? you learned to blow shit up more.

“listen the reason why you suck at talking to people is because you are more concerned with how you are perceived and the way you look. here, look at me. loosen your posture. unbutton the top buttons of your shirt for gods’ sake!”

alicent hightower

alicent hightower is a notable member of tech support. she’s created a variety of new weapons for the seven kings trading company and you just happen to be her favorite agent to work with. you’re quite oblivious to the looks of longing she has towards you, how she always keeps a stash of gadgets and parts for you specifically that no one else can touch, the fact that she clears her schedule just for you. she’s a busy woman after all. however, you’re too caught up in fieldwork to notice her affections. or even pick up on them.

“oh nyra what do i do?! i have done everything and (y/n) still does not notice me!....what? no! i can’t just loosen up and tell them! it’s a lot more complicated than that and you know it! i’m not you or (y/n). i’m just...alicent!”

aegon targaryen

you loved your boyfriend. you really did! were you a little frustrated that he never really talked about his family and you knew nothing of his background? yes. but you decided not to pry. you both were happy and content. that was all that mattered. but when aegon came home after grocery shopping, he found the apartment in disarray and a single message: (y/n) for sunfyre. he hated seeing that name and it led him back to the seven kings trading company. aegon left the life of espionage when he was able to. it was too much pressure to perform. but now you were on the line and he had no choice but to go back in.

“why don’t we just give them the goddamn usb! i don’t have to do anything, (y/n) is safe and unharmed, and we all go about our lives! i don’t even want to be here but i have to be because of you guys. and my partner was kidnapped because of me!”

aemond targaryen

when you were younger, you were a trainee alongside aemond targaryen. he showed a lot of promise and he beat you out of becoming a field agent. but you were approached by his father for something else. your skills could serve off the field. so you became a medic and a researcher. aemond came to you often since the two of you were relatively close during your training days. plus you had to measure his eye so you can make him a new prosthetic that fits accordingly. what you don’t notice is how he comes in with small injuries just to see you or even his flirtations. he’s pretty obvious about it but you brush it aside, thinking you were just imagining things.

“(y/n)! talk to me for a little bit. ignore your work. i’m sure the files can wait....okay maybe not, but this is important because i was wondering if you and i could go get dinner sometime? you rarely leave this place and your home. it would do you some good to get some fresh air.”

helaena targaryen

you loved using a variety of poisons and nonlethal weapons in the field. it made getting information out so much easier, as well as sneaking around. of course, you always took a visit to your favorite toxicologist: helaena. she tended to work in isolation as one of the very few toxicologists at the seven kings trading company but she was the best. her mother was alicent hightower after all, so brilliance ran in the family. you have been enamored with helaena since you first met her after completing training. but you’ve never had the courage to make a move and helaena doesn’t seem to notice how you’re always flustered around her whether it’s awkwardly laughing, your cheeks feeling hot, or your very specific compliments about her outfits, hair, or the product she’s giving you.

“(y/n), have you met dayron? i hear he’s an interesting fellow. i’m mostly asking because he put in a request for something. oh and i got this for you. it’s nonlethal. in case you want to get high after a job.”

jacaerys velaryon

the job interview took a long time and was very vigorous. you were excited to be a new member of the seven kings trading company’s tech team. one of the more experienced members of the group that you started working with was jacaerys. a lot of people were surprised he went into tech considering his parents’ reputation as field agents. but he enjoyed a life that was a little more peaceful and meant he wouldn’t die getting shot at. you liked jace but you failed to notice how his feelings grew stronger than friendship. and after working in tech for so long, you began to ask him if he wanted to do more than tech. jace loved you. he was ready to support you in whatever endeavor you wanted.

“i never really wanted to go into the field. most people found it stranger that i became tech support instead since my mother is a skillful field agent. but if you want to go into fieldwork, know i am behind you one hundred percent.”

#hotd #house of the dragon #hotd headcanons #hotd au #hotd x reader #aegon the usurper #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #daemon targaryen #aemond targaryen #helaena targaryen #jacaerys velaryon #ser criston #x reader #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader

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cowardlybean · 2 months

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teruki and minigishi. go forth

thank you fish my number one supporter

Teruki

Why I like them- middle school be so fine then BAM. WILDLY HUMBLING EXPERIENCE. and learning to become better because of it. Also other reasons but I am not describing my ancient middle school drama in comparison to teru

Why I don’t- I actually cannot think of any criticisms about teruki that boy is just living

Favorite episode- S1 EP5 where Mob fights him! That’s actually the episode that got me hooked on mp100 :3 Also S3 broccoli arc when psycho helmet is behind him that scene scared the shit out of me

Favorite season/movie- I actually really like season 1 Teruki because his whole fucking world got flipped on its head and he immediately gets a giant ass wig. That’s how I acted in middle school too

Favorite line- can’t think of one off the top of my head but something from confession arc most likely

Favorite outfit- transgender shoes :3

OTP- N/A

Brotp- Minori and Teru!

Head Canon- I think he used social media the most out of the main kids (Tome, Mob, Ritsu, Shou, etc) so he pulls references that Mob just does Not understand out sometimes

Unpopular opinion- um. Raises hand. I prefer platonic TeruMob,, I don’t mind the ship ofc I just see it better as a friendship!!

A wish- PLEASE GIVE US A TERUKI PIGEON TOED FIGURE. PLEASE. PLEASE

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen-

5 words to best describe them- “average middle-schooler wildly inaccurate worldview” turns into “that one really queer friend”

My nickname for them- haystack

Minegeshi

Why I like them- the fact he gets a new start at the flower shop and learns to take care of plants rather than use them. God I love life.

Why I don’t- I’d probably like him more if there was more post-Claw content of him

Favorite episode (scene if movie)- I LOVE THE BIT IN BROCCOLI ARC WHEN HE TOUCHES A ROOT AND JUST KEELS OVER LMAO

Favorite season/movie- his appearances in s3. All of them. I love them.

Favorite line- can’t think of any :(

Favorite outfit- um the main one?

OTP- n/a

Brotp- I think he still hangs out with hatori sometimes

Head Canon- BOTANY NERD. KNOWS EVERYTHING THERE IS TO KNOW. Put him in a greenhouse and he will flourish

Unpopular opinion- idk how popular it is but I don’t ship him with anyone so I guess there’s that? I dunno

A wish- minegeshi figure with plants. Please. Please. Ple

5 words to best describe them- “um. Uh. Plant. I guess”

#cowardly asks #ask game

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themuse-if · 4 months

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20 (or so) Questions with Karla Reyes

Let's catch up with this recently heartbroken artist! Has she fallen into the depths of despair or will this just inspire a really good breakup mix?

Interviewer: Karla, thanks coming in for a more in depth chat. Let's start with your birthday – you're a Pisces, right?

Reyes: Yeah, that's correct. And my birthday is March 5th.

Interviewer: Any nicknames you go by?

Reyes: Nah, I like to keep it simple – just Karla.

Interviewer: Fair enough. What are some of your good traits?

Reyes: I'd say being laid-back is one of them. It helps me navigate life's twists and turns. Oh, and being approachable. People tend to feel at ease around me.

Interviewer: Admirable qualities indeed. And how about some challenging traits?

Reyes: Well, being too laid-back can sometimes come across as indifference. It's a fine line to balance.

Interviewer: It's all about finding that sweet spot. Any hobbies outside of your art?

Reyes: Music is a big part of my life. Currently saving up for a DJ setup – it's a part-time passion I'm looking to explore.

Interviewer: Exciting stuff. What’s your greatest strength?

Reyes: Versatility, for sure. I can seamlessly switch from one artistic medium to another, keeping things interesting and fresh.

Interviewer: Adaptability is a valuable asset. And your biggest weakness?

Reyes: Post-breakup, I've been avoiding places with memories. I guess you could say that I don't really like when things get complicated. It's a recent challenge, but I'm navigating it.

Interviewer: Understandable. Describe yourself in one word.

Reyes: Chill.

Interviewer: And how do you think others see you in one word?

Reyes: Approachable.

Interviewer: Moving on to fears. What’s your greatest fear?

Reyes: Losing my friends. I fear that my need to constantly be relaxed makes me avoid any and all tough situations. It's not that I don't want to be there for my friends, I just don't know how.

Interviewer: Valid concern. Top priorities at this point in your life?

Reyes: Healing and growing post-breakup, focusing on my art, and saving up for that DJ setup I've been eyeing. It's all about balance.

Interviewer: Family time – tell me more about yours.

Reyes: I actually grew up in the city. My parents run a Chilean bakery in Hell's Kitchen. They make mostly empanadas and sweets, and thank god they can cook since I can't survive in the kitchen. I have three siblings two older sisters, Zoe and Catalina, and my little brother Dante. My sisters moved to Miami and started their own boutique and my brother is in middle school. I think that coming from a full house everything was always super lively! *starts to get animated, talking with their hands* Some one was cooking, music was playing, we were dancing, there was always something going on. We're all really close so I look forward to when the holidays come around, and we all get together and either stay here in New York or visit extended family in Chile.

Interviewer: That sounds like a really fun way to grow up. Future goals – what's on your agenda?

Reyes: Becoming a skilled DJ, expanding my art, and finding that perfect balance between, and working on myself. I want to become better at dealing with conflict so that I can better pursue my ambitions.

Interviewer: Well-rounded ambitions. How would you spend a rainy day?

Reyes: Probably indoors, surrounded by my art supplies or creating some new mixes. Maybe haves some friends over, order takeout, and collaborate.

Interviewer: Favorite book?

Reyes: "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho. The journey of self-discovery and following one's dreams – it resonates with me.

Interviewer: Powerful choice. And your favorite movie?

Reyes: "Amélie." The whimsical nature and artistic vibes in that film always captivate me.

Interviewer: Lovely. Any dark secrets?

Reyes: No dark secrets here.

Interviewer: Mmm, I bet. What would you say is your best physical feature?

Reyes: I really like the top half of my face. My eyebrows are super thick, the light brown color of my eyes, and my lashes are straight but pretty long.

Interviewer: I couldn't agree more. So, what about your least favorite feature?

Reyes: It depends on the day, but sometimes I wish I had a more defined cupids bow on my upper lip.

Interviewer: Lastly, how would you describe being in love?

Reyes: I'm honestly not sure if I can answer that question. In my last relationship everything felt right. They were my best friend and we had so much fun together but whenever things got weird or complicated I would just sort of shut down. I think that I need to figure myself out before I can really start thinking about love again.

Interviewer: Wow that's actually super mature of you, Karla. Thanks for sharing more about your life and aspirations. Excited to see your artistic journey unfold and your DJ dreams come to life!

#choice of games #choose your own adventure #choose your own story #dashingdon #interactive fiction #interactive if #twine if #twine interactive fiction #choice script #themuse if #RO interviews #interact if #if: themuse #character profile #twine story #twine game #interactive novel #interactive story

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likeadevils · 10 months

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So i have this little problem with evermore the album I don’t think i had fully digested folklore before evermore came out so i couldn’t fully emerge myself in it if that makes any sense lol anyway i was hoping to ask about a few songs and your take on them if that’s ok with you :)

Ivy

Tis the damn season

so folklore and evermore both function as more of a sandbox than anything in my mind, where i like to take existing songs and then be like, oh seven is the story of betty and augusts childhood friendship but betty had to move away because of her parents divorce, my tears ricochet is from augusts pov after she heard james got back together with his ex, etc etc (and these daydreams change all the time like sometimes this is me trying is adult james, sometimes it’s betty, sometimes it’s betty’s dad, yknow whatever gets the story done)

tis the damn season is like, the load bearing stone in all of my evermore daydreams. i love the way it can tie into almost every other song on the album— dorothea, obviously, but also the idea that if this love was ever to work she would have to wreck her plans, that she moved to la and left her relationship in tatters like champagne problems, her prickliness and reticence to get in a new relationship in gold rush, becoming disillusioned with fame and the surface level relationships in coney island and evermore. personally i like to add a relationship with a cowboy like me type that eventually descends into tolerate it levels before returning home, but that’s just me

even on its own merits, i love that taylor found an incredible common experience (returning home for the holidays, feeling simultaneously stuck in and comforted by your past self, and hooking up with your hometown ex) that doesn’t get sung about often. i love when she sings about love as something inconvenient that she would rather not experience, and i love when she writes really mean stand-offish lyrics and sings them in such a way that forced you to see the deep love underneath. like there’s something so fanfiction-y (in the best way) about putting “if i wanted to know who you were hanging with while i was gone i would’ve asked you” in a love song— it’s something you find in books or tv shows or movies, more long form content that gives the author the space to make it obvious that the character is saying it out of jealousy, not malice, and taylor has the balls to drop it in a song and trust listeners to pick up on it without any other context clues. and the whole song does that, builds a three-dimensional character out of her complicated love for the people and places she inhabits, and it works so well.

the instrumentals of ivy are my favorite thing about the song— the way they all stutter over themselves, the tentative horns, the gasping backing vocals in the bridge, it all feels like falling in love in careful little tiptoes. just like tis the damn season it builds a character out of her love for someone else, but a different kind of person— ivy is tentative and sweet and doomed by her own inaction, where tis the damn season is prickly and cold and doomed by her ambition. it’s just. it’s such a good song but in order to do the lyrics justice i feel like i would need a line by line breakdown and this post is already too long. but just. every metaphor for love she uses is something destructive, how she moves from something god has forgotten to someone god has damned, how the song opens with “the old widow goes to the (tomb)stone everyday” and the refrain is “my house of stone,” it’s just so well thought out

#asks*

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Hi Keri! Idk if you are a disney fan at all but if so I recommend the game disney dreamlight Valley. Everyone is so kind to you and your friend right off the bat (other than mother gothel, who’s a massive bitch all the time FUCK her) and the main plotline is literally about how hard it is to grow up, the “villain” ending up being just your younger self that the world was so cruel to. I was not expecting a silly game made by disney to make me so emotional, but there were some moments that reminded me of how bad my depression was in the past that everyone in The Valley helps you overcome. I don’t want to spoil too much, but there is a part where you kind of have to go back in time to see why/how things happened and Minnie tells you something like “I’ve noticed you’re not quite yourself right now so I just wanted to remind you you’re loved I love you” and oh boy did that hit like a truck (in a good way!) There was also a multiplayer update recently that lets you visit your friends villages with a code! Again, idk if you’re a fan of disney at all, but dreamlight valley has quickly become one of my favorite “do nothing” games, and it really was so so comforting to me to have my fave characters since I was a small girl tell me they care about me.

I hope you have a wonderful day with lots of Ken kisses! 💕

hi sweetheart!!! 💖💖💖

thank you so much for the game recommendation!!! I absolutely love disney movies and I would probably benefit a lot from getting to interact with my favorite characters and hearing them cheer me on to get better. reading this, the fuckin "you're not quite yourself right now" line ALSO hit me like a truck, god damn

I unfortunately don't have any game consoles because i'm broke asf and I didn't grow up w/ video games, so I don't really know where to start on which consoles I'd buy. to uh, to play games. my PC is also sputtering its final breaths, I haven't risked downloading anything new at all into this baby since 2019.

I'd love to save money to buy myself a nintendo switch, I hear those are fun, and disney dreamlight valley is probably the first game I'd purchase, I've heard a lot of good things about it!

#anonymous #asks #thank you for thinking of me ilu #also i love your hatred for mother gothel. fuck that bitch. on your behalf

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bugnirvana · 2 years

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🎸🤘brother from another mother🤘🎸[Eddie Munson & Reader] HCs

warnings: drug usage from eddie, implied from you. that’s basically it

terms used: masc (per usual)

a/n: I’m making this to soothe my anxious soul. i am in a constant state of anxiety, allow me to enjoy this please. requests got me anxious n shit. I love them but human interaction makes me so fucking nervous lol. anyway. watching anola holmes rn. i make a lot of “mbb runs over gay people” jokes but she’s truly so radiant and such a good actor! love her to bits. ok enough rambling. Im so nervous. reader and eddie have the kind of relationship/brotherhood ig that dustin and steve have. two men with nice hair yet totally and completely different? insanity. ok for real now.

the both of you met via hellfire, however, you’re in the year above the main stranger things kids so you get an entire year free of them and their bullshit

it’s ok it’s fine you love them nonetheless

this is about Eddie though. oops

Eddie literally just takes you under his wing as a younger brother and you love it

You will become the baby metalhead the world has always needed

He definitely helps you make a vest

painting with you and shit.

he loves every minute! Genuinely. He loves helping you with crafts and gets paint EVERYWHERE

probably would let you borrow some of his rings and stuff

maybe even keep some

the both of you love sharing music with one another

you find a new band? He’s probably heard of it but he’s going to act like it’s something he has no clue of just to make you feel good

You also definitely get all of your music taste from him

also just in general a grunge aesthetic

you weren’t exactly normal going into highschool but you also weren’t on his level

you let him in on ALL the gossip. he loves it

y’all have probably gone camping at least once or twice together just cuz

he’ll tell you stories about campaigns he held before yours and oh my god are the stories so entertaining

he’ll also tell you stories about his concerts and shit, like if any fights broke out from the drunk dudes lol

speaking of concerts…

he probably taught you how to play guitar

and if you knew how to already he’d teach you on how to improve

actually asks you to play with the band at one point

mainly just a simple line from a song or two but every moment is so amazing

one day you ask him if he could do your hair like his

if you have short hair oh my god did you look silly

if you have long hair he loved it

you had to tell him to stop using so much heat on ur hair or else ur hair was going to get badly heat damaged

he just ended up using copious amounts of hairspray in the end

You found him high one day and all he could do was tell you to not do drugs or whatever to be a good influence

you listened for the most part but that isn’t to say you didn’t dabble at least once or twice

did you tell him?

no…

-t directly? you let it slip out once though

he wasn’t really mad he was just curious of your experience and kind of concerned because of how young he is

also where the hell did you get it from????

that’s another question for another day

you know how eddies uncle has a lot of mugs?

eddie probably has some stashed away in his room

he eventually gives you one as a birthday present and you understand the meaning to this.

officially adopted by Eddie Munson

ok back on topic

he definitely at least attempts to get you to wear a leather jacket but you reject, claiming “it’d be too hot”

he says fine, but you’re missing out

over all he takes good care of you. good older brother figure and you wouldn’t trade him for the worldl

anxiety has kind of been soothed I guess. eddie munson brother true.

FUCKING FRANKIE GRANDE ON SPREE??AND THE GUMMY BEAR SONG WHILE HE HITS A DUDE WITH HIS CAR OH MY FUCKING GOD. new favorite movie

#stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #um. idk how else to tag this #it’s not really an x reader since it’s solely platonic and kind of familial in a sense?

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thegeminisage · 1 year

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ASK MEME

i got tagged by @runawaymarbles, tyvm i lov doing these

What book are you currently reading?

no books atm but i'm actually getting through the entire tag of a rarepair from ff13...only 41 fics :(

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theatres this year?

did i go to a theater this year...? surely at least once. OH YEAH i went to see sonic 2. since that's the only movie i saw in theaters this year that'll be my favorite one

What do you usually wear?

comfy-at-home clothes: tank top, shorts, no-show socks, hair fork, & bandana. out & about clothes: bandana & hair fork if i'm working or my hair needs washing, otherwise i keep it loose. a lot of black pants/shorts and bright glittery monochrome or tye-dye tank tops w/ black or rainbow choker, rainbow earrings, pride bracelet, smiley face ring, rainbow ring, ace ring, and sometimes my triforce necklace. if it's cold i will also wear rainbow arm warmers/socks and fingerless gloves with the pink peace symbols on them. if i'm REALLY dressing up i will wear rainbow tights under a long shirt or short dress. wow sorry this is the longest answer so far i just really love bright fashion!!! i can't believe god nerfed me by making plus sized clothes fucking suck so bad

How tall are you?

5’1 :/

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?

i think i'm actually a cancer LMFAO. and stuck with this username...idk about any celebrities but my birthday IS on the summer solstice which is absolutely bitchin' in my professional opinion. i could not possibly have asked for a better date although i do wish it didn't have to fall on father's day sometimes

Do you go by your name or a nick-name?

i go by liz which is not my legal first name. technically my legal middle name isn't liz either it's like elizabeth obviously but my first name is cringefail and nobody can spell it OR say it so i just don't tell most people what it is lol. i started going by liz when i was in 8th grade and sometimes my mom STILL messes it up...

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?

no BUT as a kid i really really really really REALLY wanted pink hair. as an adult no one can stop me. kid me would be so jealous of adult me's look in EVERY way

What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?

good at: dreaming. you know how in the 40s-60s most people dreamed in black and white because that was how tv looked? apparently if you play enough video games you'll get so good at controlling a simulated environment you can simply wake up on command. i never completely mastered lucid dreaming but it's a neat trick anyway. bad at: sleeping. exhibit a: i am answering this meme at 2:30 in the fucking morning, and i have not had 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep since december 10. that's like 28 days!

Dogs or cats?

CATS!!!!!!! i like dogs too tho

What’s something you would like to create stuff for?

i would love to draw some zelda art. i just need a new tablet sadly none of the old ones work with my pc

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favourite picture/favourite line/favourite etc. from something you created this year?

UGH i can't post it, it's in the undisclosed project

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?

so a very long time ago when we were teenagers my brother showed me minecraft. i played half an hour of it and then gave the controller back and told him i couldn't keep going because i would quite literally never put it down if i did. unfortunately i did NOT show that same level of foresight and self-restraint when downloading the demo of SLIME RANCHER. in my defense i was utterly unprepared for its sheer potency. i played exactly four minutes of the demo before i caved and bought it - $5 was a steal - without realizing how absolutely lethal it is to combine adhd with a farming sim especially during seasonal depression months. this thing has been churning out dopamine so fast my stupid little rat brain can't keep up. i'm frying every last pleasure receptor i ever had as thoroughly as i possibly can. i am begging one of you to physically come to my house and uninstall it from my pc.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

andor 🙏 sorry to all andor enjoyers but it fucking sucked (except for the prison break)

What’s a hidden talent of yours?

i'm freakishly good at packing things. items into boxes, boxes into vehicles, organizing drawers and closets, etc. at my house we call it "tetrising" since i guess that's a pro gamer move that translates to the real world..................

Are you religious?

no i am disqualified for being gay <3

What’s something you wish to have at this moment?

a completed copy of this photo album i'm supposed to be making. i got behind bc i was playing slime rancher :(

ok im tagging @slaygentford @maulthots @brownbicon @machidielontheway @paty-ofarrell @ozymandiasdirge @moogleterra @marcelgerard @elsa12tmnt @smellslikebot @youngbenkenobi and anyone else who wants to do it, do it & say i tagged you!!

#personal #ASK MEMES

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azumasoroshi · 2 years

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stronghart is such a dick holy shit :sob: susato is so disappointed in him

gregson really is the gumshoe of the game sheesh

a comprehensive roast of britain (deserved)

didnt hobo phoenix have a beard lmfao i guess it was just stubble so he was on thin ice but didnt fall through

a comprehensive roast of japan (deserved)

japan strikes back with a hard hit

japan hits itself

i cant possibly screenshot the whole rabbit boom conversation but japan hits itself again lmfAO id love to see a rap battle between susato and gregson about who had the weirder taxes itd be hilarious

the rabbit boom is fair though who wouldnt want rabbits i want rabbits

also susato's mascot is a bunny right that's actually really cute

oh my god her bunny name is usato that's so. awwwwwww

what i would give for susato art with bunnies ugh (that is a cue to send me all susato bunny art in existence)

can i learn all my history lessons from dgs characters please

actually why isnt that a thing. people hang onto every word said by uhhh what are they called. vtubers right yeah why arent there any history or chemistry vtubers id watch the shit out of those lmAOo

if i get a psychology and teaching degree you can bet on what my career path is gonna look like following college

or maybe in college. get ez money from being an anime professor

ANYWAY

fuck what's your favorite movie icebreakers this should be the new standard

SUSATO WHAT THE FUCK AHUSGDHKJSDGJKJSDHJSD

watch that have been an actual tax britain or japan had. actually i guess it kind of is in american healthcare or in heavily polluted cities hm

THIS IS THE LINE EVER

ryuunosuke you would be a great politician/lawmaker you'd fit right in with the rest of them

NAHHHHHHHHH france what the fuck

ace attorney suddenly becomes a pay to win game like episode where all the good choices are paywalled help

episode traumatized me dude you'd have like the nicest outfit ever and it would be locked behind diamonds and youd have to go in rags and everyone would be like "lmao why are you wearing rags" and your character would be like "why didn't i go with the paywalled outfit :(" it fucking SUCKED

actually that mightve been where i got my restraint on spending in game currency from because i never spent anything on those choices even though i really wanted them

holds up well even now since im a master at saving in gacha games

anyway i wasnt expecting to like this escapade as much because im kinda eh on stronghart and gregson as characters but surprisingly it was really entertaining agffgjhhghkj in no small part to how much of an unapologetic douchebag stronghart is

i might actually like stronghart a lot more than i did before because of this escapade lMAOO funny how that works out

(source: x)

#dgs #dai gyakuten saiban #the great ace attorney #tgaa #ryuunosuke naruhodou #susato mikotoba #mael stronghart #hart vortex #tobias gregson #randst magazine #randst magazine escapades

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ell-vellan · 1 year

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Get to know the blogger

Tagged by @anneapocalypse ! I utterly missed this earlier, but thank you! I'll happily play despite the fact that I am terribly, terribly boring. Apologies.

Share your wallpaper: I just got a new laptop because my old one died, and I haven't customized the wallpaper yet, so it's just a cool default picture of space. Previously though it's been the cover of a thing I worked on which I'm obsessed with

Last song you listened to: Work Song by Hozier (because I can NOT get enough of the line "no grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her")

Currently reading: Burn by Jolie Vines (I preordered it but haven't gotten very far yet, though I tore through all the other books in the series), like a dozen fanfics (oh god I'm sorry I promise I'll get to them), and I left off the second book of ACOTAR whose name escapes me. I should probably finish something eventually, but I've been in an awful attention-span rut. I tend not to get into a book while I'm writing because my brain can't switch tracks like that very well

Last movie: I literally have no idea. I can't even remember lol. Wait! Maybe the new Lady Chatterley's Lover on netflix! It was okay? Didn't live up to the hype for me

Last show: I've watched nothing but Bluey on repeat for the past 72 hours. It's become background noise. The last grown up show I watched was Shadow & Bone but somehow I just can't finish it no matter how much I really really want to!

Craving: a full 12 hours alone in my house. please, God

What are you wearing right now: Red t-shirt from my hometown and pink shorts

How tall are you: 5'4"

Piercings: Ears, which are probably closed because I haven't worn earrings in ages.

Tattoos: Zero. I have a thing about something on my skin that I can't wash off, and it would drive me crazy.

Glasses? Contacts? Glasses 99 percent of the time unless it's a special occasion. My eyes rejected contacts years ago and it makes me sad.

Last drink: Water because I am a BORING BORING ADULT

Last thing you ate: Chicken margherita pasta

Favorite color: I've always said blue, but lately I think I'm shifting to a specific shade of mint somewhere between green and blue

Current obsession: I'm really deep in my work right now so I guess I can say that? I really am super into it though! It does unfortunately mean I'm between hyperfixations :/ The Dragon Age brainrot has definitely roared back to life in this past year though.

Any pets: A fat white & orange himbo and a crabby dilute calico/tabby mix

Favorite fictional character: Limiting this to just Bioware characters because I've had a lot in my lifetime: The Iron Bull, Zevran, Fenris, Alistair, James Vega, Javik, Shale, David Anderson, Lace Harding, Inquisitor Ameridan, Legion, Joker, Thane

Tag time! @thegoblinwitchqueen @meanestmeanie @beastofmoss @thebookworm0001 and anyone else who'd like to play.

#get to know the blogger #ask game

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