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alrightieaphroditie · 2 years
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pairing *:·゚eddie munson x female!reader wc *:·゚3.9k warnings *:·゚18+! minors please do not interact!! lil bit of kissing, some dirty talk if you squint, teasing, pet names (princess - ironically - and babe), oral (f receiving), fingering, some praise, some spitting, probably poorly written smut :))  an *:·゚.... i've been on the fence about whether or not i'd ever dabble in trying to write smut but i just had this idea and literally needed to write it so.. here it is! this is literally my first attempt at writing smut, so i'd deeply appreciate some feedback bc i'm pretty unsure how i feel about it. i feel like i might turn this into a series somehow though, but we'll see! this is mostly unedited so if anything major jumps out, please let me know! anyways, i had fun writing this so i hope you enjoy!!
synopsis *:·゚during the dead of summer, you're cooped up in your room with your boyfriend, eddie munson, casually reading a romance novel when things start to go... awry.
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if you really thought about it, you couldn't have been the only one to blame for the events of the night. 
you could've blamed the heat that was currently spreading through hawkins like a wildfire, causing everyone to stay inside with their air conditions blasting. you could've blamed uncle wayne for not fixing the trailers' air conditioning, because that was the reason eddie munson was in your room in the first place. you could've blamed the line at the grocery store earlier, which caused you to impulse buy the romance novel you were currently reading. and you definitely could've blamed your boyfriends’ fingers, as they were lazily trailing up and down your leg. 
eddie laid next to you on the bed, propped up against your pillows as he held his worn out copy of the lord of the rings in his right hand while his other was resting against the back of your leg. his jean shorts were fraying at the end (most likely because he cut them himself) and he was wearing a black muscle tank top (which he had also cut) sporting one of his favorite band logos, and despite the heat, he looked immaculate still, which made you a little jealous. 
you were next to him on the bed, laying on your stomach with your book at the end of the bed, feet propped up against the pillows next to eddie's head. you had been so entuned to the novel that when eddie's fingers first met your leg, you had startled. your reaction had made eddie laugh, made him mutter something about how that was proof that there was a spark between the two of you, and you simply had rolled your eyes at him and turned back to reading. 
his hand had remained motionless on your leg as the two of you read, but eventually, because lord knows eddie munson can't sit still for one moment, his fingers started to lightly trail up and down the back of your leg. he was doing it absentmindedly, his focus on the novel in front of him, but it made you suck in a small breath, especially as his fingers started creeping up your leg and against your thighs.
this would've been fine earlier. in fact, you probably would've put your book down and taken a nap had eddie started doing this mere minutes ago. but now... now your novel was getting a bit more heated than you imagined it would, and you could feel warmth pool in your stomach as you continued to read. the author described the love interest as having dark, wavy hair, and as the main character tugged on said dark, wavy hair while it was between her legs, your mind couldn't help but picture eddie in that same position with you, his big brown eyes gazing up at you while his tongue...
yeah, you thought. this heat is making me delirious. 
despite laying in front of a fan, your face was heating up with a blush. you continued to read, your bottom lip tucked into your mouth between your teeth, until finally the feeling of eddie's fingers grazing the inside of your thigh caused you to snap your legs shut, his hand trapped between your thighs. 
"woah, there," eddie laughed, his fingers wiggling between your thighs as he tried pulling his hand out, not helping your current situation. embarrassed, you tossed your book onto the floor, moving to sit up on the bed. eddie dropped his book on your nightstand, his gaze never leaving your face. a dark look passed through his eyes, and his mouth slowly turned into a grin. "you're blushing, princess."
you pouted at your boyfriend, not necessarily because of his comment but more so because of his little pet name for you. when you and eddie had first started becoming friends, he was a little surprised that a 'prime and proper lady like yourself' (his words) would be hanging out with him. but your younger brother and his friends were a part of eddie's hellfire club and had nothing but good things to say about the man sitting on your bed. and then your friends, steve harrington and robin buckley, started talking about him more, and slowly you were introduced to the man himself. 
eddie first started calling you 'princess' simply just to goad you. the two of you were easily in different financial classes, and the first time eddie ever came over to your house, he compared you to be being a princess in an ivory tower while he slummed it with the peasants. you didn't like the nickname then, because it wasn't like you really had a say in your parent’s income, but it had stuck with eddie. more than not, he did it condescendingly or to just simply piss you off. 
now, you just knew he was doing it to get a rise from you. 
"eddie, it's like over a hundred degrees outside. i'm not blushing, my face is just... hot." you argued meekly, crossing your arms over your chest as you leaned against the wall. a strand of hair fell in your face, and as you tried blowing it away, eddie's eyes dipped to your mouth. 
"you were sittin' in front of a fan, y/n. your face shouldn't be looking like a damn cherry tomato." he laughed back, mirroring your position as he sat in front of you, his hands finding yours and squeezing them gently. he turned his head to the edge of the bed, catching a glimpse of your novel on the floor. you knew the exact moment when he took in the cover of the book - a shirtless man holding a lady tightly against his chest - the moment when those gears in his mind started turning. 
"i'm gonna go out on a wild limb here and say it was 'the duke who lied' that has your pretty little face all colored, huh?" eddie turned back to look at you, his stupid grin stretching across his face as he held back a laugh. damn him for teasing you like this, damn the line at the grocery store and your inability to fight against your impulsive urges, and damn this stupid heat wave for making you feel so delirious. you couldn't even think straight anymore. 
"i have no idea what you're talking about, munson. now, if you'll excuse me, i'm going to go get a popsicle from downstairs." you pulled your hands out of his, but as soon as you kneeled up on the bed to climb past eddie, he made a tsk noise with his mouth and stuck his arm out, blocking you from leaving. he moved his other hand to your waist and manage to push you back slightly. your eyes widened as you fell back into your pile of pillows with a small 'oof,' widened even more when eddie climbed between your legs. 
"we ate all the popsicles already, don't you remember?" he teased, resting his arms on either side of your head as he leaned down, his waist pressing against you in a way that made your head spin. "your lips are still stained red, princess. wonder if they taste like cherries still, too." he muttered that last part mostly to himself, his eyes zeroed in on your mouth, which had parted slightly. you were looking up at him, your gaze heavy, but soon your eyes fell shut as eddie brushed your nose with his before dropping his mouth to yours. 
a small sigh floated from your mouth as he kissed you, slowly at first. he took his time, letting his tongue gently slide across your bottom lip while grinning into the kiss. he shifted his weight against you, trying not to completely smother you, but you wanted to feel that weight, needed to feel him pressed up against you, so you opened your legs a little further, bringing them up to wrap around his waist. your hands went up to his side, feeling his skin between the slits of his tank top, and eddie let out a low noise as your nails dug into his side slightly. 
he tilted his head to the side, his hair falling around the two you as he deepened the kiss. he tugged on your bottom lip with his teeth, making you gasp softly at the dull pain before his tongue covered the spot. one of your hands moved up to the back of his head, fingers sliding into his hair as you tilted your face up, trying to get as close to eddie as possible. your lungs were burning for air, and his must have been too, because after a moment he pulled away. you leaned up, trying to follow his lips, but eddie just laughed before dropping his mouth down to your neck. 
"tell me what got you so worked up, y/n." he muttered into your skin, his breath sending shivers down your spine despite the sweat forming along your forehead. you rested your head back against the pillow behind you, tilting your head to the side so that he had more access to your skin. 
"it's embarrassing, eddie." you practically whimpered out as you felt his teeth graze your skin. you were breathing hard, biting your lip to keep you from making any more noises. eddie dropped to his forearms, resting on his right arm while his other moved to the bottom of your shirt. he bunched the material up in his fist, dragging it upwards slightly while he kissed at your neck. 
"tell me, princess. i promise i won't poke fun," he said, his tone promising you something entirely different than his words. he worked his way down your neck, finding the one spot at the base of your neck with his teeth, grinning against your skin as a breathy sigh falls from your lips. 
"the... the love interest was described a little like, like you," you managed to get out, your fingers tugging on his hair gently. "and he was... on his knees. in front of her, oh!" your mouth dropped open with a small moan as he sucked on a particularly sensitive part of your skin. you knew that tomorrow your neck would be littered with little purple bruises, and tomorrow you'd be pissed at eddie and would struggle to cover them with concealer, but right now you didn't care at all. you wanted to wear his marks. 
"oh, yeah?" eddie asked softly, kissing the spot he just bit before pulling up, his face in front of yours. his brown eyes were so dark that you couldn't even detect his pupils, not even this close, and his lips were slightly red, either from the kissing or from your popsicle-stained mouth. "that's kinda naughty, babe. i'm shocked someone like you would be reading something like that. i gotta see, though..." he trailed off, leaning forward to kiss you once before he sat up on his knees between your legs. 
your arms laid awkwardly next to you on the bed as you looked up at him, eyebrows furrowed slightly. between the heat and eddie's mouth, your mind was a little hazy, and you were struggling to put two and two together. "see what?" you asked, bringing a hand up to push away some strands of your hair that had fallen out of its bun (and to covertly wipe away the sweat lingering against your forehead.) 
"i gotta see how wet that little book of yours made you, babe." if you hadn't been blushing earlier, you most definitely were now. you physically felt your face heat up at eddie's words, felt the warmth pool to your lower stomach as you watched eddie scoot down the bed slightly. he barely fit on the bed as he flattened to his stomach, part of his legs dangling from the edge as his hands moved up your legs, your thighs, before skirting over the waistband to your shorts. glancing up at you, he hooked his fingers under the shorts and tugged the material down slowly, his eyes never leaving yours as he revealed your lace pink panties. 
his dark eyes stayed on yours until he tugged the shorts off completely, tossing them somewhere in the room and lowering his gaze to the sight before him. your heart was beating wildly, and you resisted the urge to close your legs, to shield eddie from seeing what he so desperately wanted to. as if he read your mind, his hands came up your thighs, forcing them to part a little more and you heard him let out a curse. 
"fuuuck, princess. you've soaked through your panties," he announced, lips parted slightly as he took in the dark pink spot near your core. his fingers tightened as he gripped your thighs, holding your legs open as he leaned forward. you gasped as you felt his lips press against the fabric, your body arching against the bed slightly as your own curse falls from your mouth. his eyes snap up to yours, taking in your reactions, and he winks at you before using his right hand to tug your panties to the side. 
he wastes no time in letting his tongue lick a broad stripe up your pussy, gathering the wetness that had formed before circling his tongue around your clit. your chest heaves slightly as you gasp, one of your hands flying to rest on his head. soft moans fill the room as eddie continues that action, focusing more on rubbing his tongue against your sensitive bud before sucking on it gently. your knees jerk in response to the pleasure building up inside you, and he rests his elbows on top of your thighs to keep your legs down. 
your boyfriend lets out a moan himself as he tastes you, the vibrations it makes against your pussy causing you to laugh slightly. he pulls back slightly, licking his lips as he grins up at you before his fingers grip your panties and he yanks them down. you help lift your legs a bit so that he can fully pull them off you, and he slides his arms under your thighs, hands moving to rest on the top of your hips as he pulls you closer. he opens his mouth slightly, a trail of spit sliding past his lips and landing against your wet skin before his mouth follows the trail. 
you feel his hands grip your skin, feel the rings adorning his fingers digging in slightly as he works his tongue against you. your eyes have fallen shut at this point, your mouth hanging open as little pants and moans emit continuously. bringing your hands on top of his, you grip his fingers as your hips start to rock against his mouth, which earns you an appreciative groan from eddie. "that's it, pretty girl." he coos, turning his head to the side and biting down on your inner thigh as he praised you. his bangs were starting to stick to his forehead from the sweat, and you knew your own hair was probably a mess, too. 
"mhm... eddie," you whimpered, head rolling against the pillow as his tongue teased your entrance slightly. your hips angled up, trying to get more, but eddie only chuckled as he dragged his tongue through your folds, lapping up the slick that was starting to drip onto the sheets. if you were in a better state, you probably would've been embarrassed by the way his mouth and chin were starting to glisten from how wet you were. but right now? right now, you thought it was the hottest thing you'd ever seen. 
you watched him with a heavy gaze as he continued to please you. his eyes had closed, and he was making little moans here and there as he licked your pussy. he snaked one of his hands down your front, using his fingers to spread apart your wet folds so his tongue could get better access to your clit. his actions had you a whimpering mess above him and combined with the heat spreading through your body (as well as the heat growing in your bedroom) you were a sweaty, shaky mess on the verge of tears. 
"fuck, i love this pretty little pussy of yours," eddie wrapped his lips around your clit once more, his teeth grazing your sensitive skin ever so slightly, and you felt your body lurch forward suddenly, you gasp quickly turning into a moan as he sucked rather harshly. you leaned up on your elbows, your hands dropping to the mattress as your fingers tightened around the bedsheets. eddie slipped his other arm from around your thigh, shucking off a few of his rings in the process before moving his hand down to run two fingers through your folds. he paused his efforts on your clit for a moment, bringing his fingers up to his mouth and spitting on them before letting them circle around your entrance. 
his eyes flickered up to yours, and he watched you as he slowly pushed his fingers inside of you. your head dropped back, hanging just above the pillows, and a groan sounded from your mouth as his fingers filled you up. he slowly worked them in and out of you, opening you up while curling his fingers slightly. your hips followed his movements, and soon all you could hear was the filthy sound of your wet pussy being fucked by his fingers. 
"you're doing so good, princess," he muttered with a smirk, watching your chest heave and hips writhe against his hand. he absolutely loved seeing you like this, completely at his mercy. just the sight of you made him start to grind his hips against your mattress, desperately seeking any type of friction as he worked to get you off. he could tell you were close; you had that flush of red skin crawling up your neck that always appeared right before you were about to come. he doubled his efforts, adding in one more finger before quickening his pace. 
his mouth dropped back down to your clit, tongue circling around the bud before he sucked it in between his lips, earning a loud moan from you. you couldn't even open your eyes if you wanted to, the pleasure eddie was giving you filling all your senses to the point where you were almost overwhelmed. your legs had started to tremble slightly, his name falling from your lips repeatedly like a prayer. it was all you could say, much to his delight. 
he moved his free hand from between your legs, reaching out to grab yours on the mattress and intertwining his fingers with yours. he squeezed your hand back almost as tightly as you were squeezing his. the tips of his hair started tickling your inner thighs as he moved his head back and forth with his tongue on your core. the movement made you laugh slightly, and eddie moaned against you as he felt your pussy clench around his fingers. 
"fuck, eddie..." you cried out, face screwed up from pleasure. you felt your core tightening, felt the heat pooling in your lower stomach, and you knew you were mere seconds away from exploding. your boyfriend's mouth never let up, focusing solely on your delicate clit while his fingers kept their pace. "please...please," you started to beg, earning a hum from eddie as he urged you to continue, but you simply couldn't. the pressure was starting to be too much, and with one final stroke of his fingers, you let out one last whimper before succumbing to it. 
your arms gave out, head falling back to the pillows and legs going practically limp as you felt your orgasm flood through your body. you heard eddie make a small noise as you came, his fingers slipping out and his tongue replacing them as he lapped up the dripping slick. you gasped lightly as you tried catching your breath, the heat in your room making you feel just short of suffocated. 
eddie worked you through your orgasm, gripping your hand in his as his mouth continued to move against you, cleaning your pussy up with his tongue. he would've stayed down there to make you come again, would've spent the rest of his night eating you out if you allowed him to, but your clit was way too sensitive, and you had to push his head back with a small laugh. he looked up at you grinning, his mouth and chin shining in the light from your wetness, and he pressed a kiss against your mound before hauling himself up and leaning over you, one of his hands resting against your head like earlier. you moved your arm up, fingers clutching his forearm as he grinned down at you. 
"you alright, babe?" he asked, taking in your flushed complexation and hooded eyes. his ego flared knowing he did that to you, that he was the only one who could turn you into such a puddle against him, and god, did he love it. you nodded your head in response, smiling back up at him, but he shook his head. "words, princess." he demanded, his fingers moving to tap against your mouth. 
"i'm more than alright, munson," you laughed, playfully nipping at the tips of his fingers before he could move them away. he squinted his eyes at you, lips quirked up, before he bent down and pressed his lips against yours. you moaned into the kiss, your tongue running across his lip as you tasted yourself on his mouth. you could've gotten drunk off of it, the taste already making you ache for more. your hands slide down eddie's chest, reaching down to the waistband of his shorts. 
you thought he was going to let you unbutton them, but you felt him grin against your lips before he pulled away, chuckling. "slow down there, you fuckin' rabbit. as much as i would love to fuck you right now," he placed a heavy emphasis on love, "we're both sweating like whores in church and i just know you're overheated." you looked up at him with a pout on your face. why is he being the rational one right now? yes, you would probably pass out from a heat stroke if the two of you continued, but honestly, that didn't sound that bad to you. 
as if he could read your mind, he shakes his head at you, leaning down to kiss the tip of your nose. "let's get you in the shower and then we can revisit this, okay?" he asks, laughing, before rolling himself off the bed and using one of your ponytails on the nightstand to put his hair up messily. he holds his hand out to help you up, and you hop off the bed with shaky legs, leaning into his grip a little more than usual. 
you clutch his hand, and he helps guide you to the door of your bedroom. "eddie," you start, pausing before he can reach out to open the door. he glances down at you, eyebrow quirked at your big eyes trained on him. "wanna shower with me?" 
his brown eyes go wide as his mouth spreads into a grin, and he practically drags you down the hall, tripping over himself while you're laughing. god, you think. i fucking love this boy. 
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0x1addictsong · 1 year
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Beautiful Eyes ~
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Cold breeze pierced through her revealed skin as she sat down under the vast sky. Sports day is her least favourite day at school but today was different from any other year. She somehow gained interest towards the football match going on instead of focusing In her english literature book. Alot of student sat there as audience, & some were just roaming in groups outside the stadium. So many people around her & she still felt like she was in dark, sitting alone feeling awkward & having no hints of her classmates, how could she? she didn't even remember names of most of the students.
"Well, atleast the match looks fun." She mumbled under her mask. The more she watched the match, the more her interest grew, Now her focus was only on the boys kicking the & passing the ball by their feet. ther interest towards the match grew to the extent that she suddenly felt like learning the game. But how's she ever gonna? & from whom?
"Aish, why's everyone cheering for the other team?" she whispered to herself, shaking her feet continuosly, eyes wandering to everyone who'd got the ball. Her heart beat increasing to every goal the other team was scoring. The last goal was gonna decide the winner & she'd never been this anxious even in social gatherings. Well that would be a flat lie but at that time her hand was getting cold as ice from the pressure that the players were going from. And the audience wasn't helping at all for her.
The audience started chanting the other team's name as soon as their player scored a goal. And she just sat there wondering that why everything she supports goes in a negative path. She felt like a bummer, Thinking that she shouldn't have supported them knowing what her effect was. Chuckling at her stupid logic she got up not waiting for the ceremony the went straight into the school.
One hand inside her pocket & the second holding the strap of her bagpack, she walked through the empty hallways. Suddenly she heard feet running from behind but she didn't bother to look nor did she move from place & continued walking as she already was walking on the corner. The person behind her wouldn't probably run over her. As soon as she thought about that, she felt something too hard to be a human shoulder crash onto her back, landing her on the ground. And Maybe by the sound the other person too. She hissed in pain under her mask, attempting to look at the culprit.
And then that's it. So much probablity of any other student in the school but it had to be a player of the team she supported. And that too with a pair of beautiful eyes.
"I'm so sorry, I'm seriously so sorry!" He panicked watching her literally sprawled on the floor. He got up leaving his big bag, heavy as some rock.
Oh, so this is the thing which practially broke my shoulder, she thought & looked over his panick expression, giving her his hand as to make her stand.
But she would do anything than holding some boy's hand & make it a cliché moment. She stood up by herself by taking support of the ground & attempted to remove the dust from her uniform.
"Are you okay?" Concern written all over his sweaty face, he tilted his face a little to make an eye contact with someone who never made one. "Yeah" she said avoiding gaze even though her pelvic bones were crying out of pain.
"Aren't you the mask fishing one ?" He asked after giving it alot of thoughts. "Pardon?" She was literally in disbelief. Because First, he knew her & Second he called her mask fisher. When most of the students wear mask, Yeah even though she rarely takes it out, but it doesn't mean she does it for attention. To avoid everyone is what her motive was.
"I-i'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that, actually I don't know your name & everyone in school call you that so..." He explained, slightly embarrassed & guilty for what he said to her earlier.
Other than his cuteness, what more shocked her was that Everyone knows her? Now letting aside the name they gave her, she did feel kinda special. She'd been thinking that no one even knew her existence.
"It's okay." Was all she could take out of her mouth that time. They stood there awkwardly for a minute until the boy with beautiful eyes decided to break the silence.
"My name is Ren by the way." He smiled widely extending his hand to her. "Yuki." She replied under her mask accepting his handshake. It was the first time anyone had ask her name from her directly. The only time she told her name to someone in school was when she introduced herself infront of her class.
"Yuki??" He looked at her widening his eyes a little holding a question mark on his face. "Yes?" She asked confusingly.
"Aah, actually my sister name is also Yuki so i was just a little shocked." He answered while chuckling to himself. "Don't worry I'm not her." She joked making herself shocked at her own behaviour but smiled once noticed him giggling at her.
"Your team played well." She said as soon as she remembered about the match.
"Ah, yeah we did i guess. Thanks." He smiled at her and continued, "Which club are you in?"
"Literary club."
"Aah i see." She just nodded at him, holding the strap of her bag and the silence surrounded them once again.
Butterflies formed in her stomach when he patted her shoulder lightly. She glanced at the direction of his hand and then on the floor trying to focus on what he was saying.
"I'll go now, see you again Yuki."
See you again, Ren.
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as a trans male teenager myself, how do you deal with dysphoria? like especially on days where there’s more dysphoria than you’re used to, if that makes sense
It makes total sense, for me when i have really bad days, i try to trick myself into feeling as better as possible. i personally wear binding tape instead of a binder so that it doesn’t feel like I’m wearing a sports bra (I’ll attach a link to the tape i use) and i put on my most masculine outfit, but still pack a baggy sweater just incase, for me i find that by doing this even tho i don’t feel the best i can attempt to convince myself otherwise, mind you this doesn’t always work hence the back-up hoodie lol
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ath3alin · 2 years
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so my volleyball class was 8 weeks, and today was the last class - I have some thoughts to unpack about that whole thing, and I'll get to making that post eventually, but overall it was a good experience and honestly? As hard as it is to be okay with where I'm at, I'm going to try to be proud of myself for even getting back into things after 8 years of being bitter about how things went before, so that's a start
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ase-trollplays · 3 years
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HONESTY 1, HONESTY 3, HONESTY 4, HONESTY 8, and HONESTY 9 for sayble and florah?
HONESTY 1: What is your favorite scent?
}}-I suppose my favorite scent is freshly brewed tea.-{{
This is g✿ing t✿ s✿und s✿ dumb, but I really like the smell ✿f Karima's weed.
HONESTY 3: Whom do you admire, and why?
}}-I honestly admire highbloods who oppose the hemospectrum. They don't stand to gain anything by siding with those less fortunate than them and, should hemo equality ever succeed, they will lose a lot of privilege. However, despite that they still choose to join the cause. I find that to be highly admirable.-{{
My teacher, Tuuya. They're c✿nsidered a m✿nster just like the rest ✿f us in their class, but they d✿n't let guilt ab✿ut having t✿ feed ✿n pe✿ple like a parasite c✿nsume them. They figured ✿ut h✿w t✿ survive while causing as little harm t✿ ✿thers as p✿ssible, and they're teaching ✿ther tr✿lls h✿w t✿ d✿ it, t✿✿. Plus, they're really sweet and patient, and we have s✿me stuff in c✿mm✿n. They actually have their life t✿gether, and I kinda h✿pe I can get ✿n their level eventually.
HONESTY 4: What is your biggest fear?
}}-My biggest fear is being publicly outed as a mutant, or outed as a mutant in general, really. The entire life I've worked so hard to build for myself would be destroyed, not to mention those I know that didn't report me would potentially be in danger for not reporting me.-{{
I'm terrified ✿f l✿sing Karima. F✿r s✿ l✿ng, she was the ✿nly thing keeping me alive, and even n✿w I d✿n't kn✿w what I w✿uld d✿ if she died. I kn✿w I'll eventually ✿utlive her, but that's a l✿ng ways away, and I'll pr✿bably be able t✿ handle it by then. But if I l✿st her n✿w? I d✿n't kn✿w what I w✿uld d✿.
HONESTY 8: What would your ideal lover be like?
}}-Ideally, he would be someone intelligent, caring, trustworthy, and hard-working. He would also be accepting of mutants, for obvious reasons, and he would be reliable.-{{
I d✿n't have ✿ne. I'm n✿t planning ✿n having any quadrants ✿utside ✿f Karima -- I sh✿uldn't burden any✿ne else with my m✿untains ✿f issues -- s✿ why b✿ther thinking ab✿ut an ideal partner? It's never g✿ing t✿ happen.
HONESTY 9: What is something you're useless at?
}}-Quite frankly, I'm utterly worthless when it comes to sports. I've never been particularly athletic, and attempting any sport would serve only to embarrass me.-{{
I'm shit at stuff like sewing ✿r knitting. I can't get the hang ✿f it t✿ save my unlife.
Ask my muse...
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toomanyf4ndoms7 · 3 years
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Witch trial.
Summary: Kelly wasn’t afraid of most things. What some called Terrifying she called interesting. You’d be forgiven for assuming that she just lacked fear. That all changed on one fateful day.
Kelly wasn’t what you’d call the most outdoorsy person. Well, in some ways she was, but mainly because of the mysteries the world had to offer. Forests where people go missing, abandoned buildings said to be haunted, all of it very interesting to her mind.
Being that she was currently present to a “Class pool party” she wished more than ever she were exploring the hidden forests.
Even if she wanted to join in on the fun, she never learned to swim as her parents didn’t have a pool and were often busy with work. Not that she wanted to learn how, as Kelly was often put off by large ocean bodies though she had no idea why.
Kelly was perfectly comfortable how she was now. Standing under the shade as her friend Raven read her book.
Raven was Kelly’s friend since the two were Six, both bullied because of their interests. It was logical that they’d seek companionship with each other.
Raven was introverted but not because she was shy, but because she often found herself annoyed with people from her school. This may make her seem cold and uncaring, but Kelly knew her heart beneath.
“Enjoying the book?”
“More than this shitshow.”
“I hear that.”
Raven sat down her book as she sighed.
“I don’t understand why our parents made us come. They know we can’t swim.”
“Wish I could tell you. On the bright side, it’s better than sport class.”
A rare chuckle.
“God, that video you showed me from prom? Fucking priceless.”
“Tyler’s a dumbass, I don’t even think he knew I was recording.”
“Figured as much.”
Silence.
“You got any projects coming up over the break?”
“Pretty sure we’ve got a speech next semester but I don’t-
A new voice entered the conversation, and an unwelcome one at that.
“Oh, would you look at this. The witches hiding in the shade.”
Witches.
For Raven and Kelly, this was a common word used to describe them. This was often due to their interests and choice in clothing.
The voice came from Tyler, who had two of his fellow jock friends flanking his side.
“What do you want, Meathead? We’re a little busy.”
Tyler leaned over, in an attempt to intimidate the pair.
“Busy with what? Curses?”
Raven was unintimidated, either not realising they were there, or just blocking them out. Kelly believed the latter.
“Reading, actually. Not like you’d know since I’m pretty sure you had an aneurysm when you first picked up a book.”
Tyler snatched Raven’s book, causing her to roll her eyes before trying to get it back.
“You guys are so immature.”
She was suddenly grabbed from behind by one of his friends. Leaving Kelly alone with Tyler.
Kelly kept her face steeled as Tyler stared at her in contempt.
“Your little video got around, freak.”
“It’s not my fault you made a fool of yourself.”
Kelly’s dry response only got her grabbed as well.
“You think you’re so fucking funny, don’t you?”
“Not really. Don’t you have anything better to do?”
A devious grin overtook Tyler’s face.
“Hey, how about you take a swim? You’re looking awfully hot under the shade.”
“I’m good.”
Kelly tried to escape and help Raven, but Tyler’s grip was stronger as he dragged her to the pool.
Raven looked in horror as Kelly struggled to get away before Tyler tossed her in.
With strength she didn’t know she had, Raven drove her head into the jock’s chin and pulled herself free, rushing to the pool and throwing out a pool ring.
Kelly struggled to keep herself up before she saw the life ring coming her way. Grabbing ahold for dear life, Kelly was wide eyed as Raven pulled her in.
A couple students went to get a teacher, which caused the bullies to leave the scene and act all innocent.
Kelly’s clothes were soaked, her white hair still dripping as she held onto Raven in gratitude.
“T-Thanks for that.”
“Anytime.”
Despite Kelly’s attempt at a casual gratitude, Raven knew she was in shock. Kelly was terrified there. Terrified of the water.
As the supervisor came in to assess the situation, she offered for Kelly to go to the nurse to get checked after her experience.
Raven stated behind to explain the situation, being careful not to make the culprits too obvious that they’d retaliate even harder.
Raven looked at where her book used to be, clearly stolen by the jocks.
“Pricks.”
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kendrixtermina · 4 years
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(Rant warning) I'm not sure if this is because we dont know much about Almyra but I wish fandom didnt gloss over the hints we receive that Almyra isnt that great either so much. Like Claude talks about how he suffered multiple assasination attempts and was looked down upon due to being mixed-race and Cyril says he hates how they treat fighting Fodlan as a sport and risk lives. Yet some fandom acts like they're superior or better off compared to Fodlan when the whole point is they have issues too
Yeah it misses the point - and the tragedy - that Claude couldn’t catch a break of the border and that he got his fairly enlightened view by realizing how each side of the border they believe their respective bs cultural mores and prejudices with equal fervor.
Frightening failure to so much as imagine a fantasy world where the circumstances from our only have partial analogues but that is in many ways different or has familiar elements in different connotations.
Though I tend to find this more sad than annoying, it indicates a) being so worn down by the flaws of today’s world that they can’t imagine any place without it b) the need for everything they do - even what video game characters they like - to be a righteous crusade
Part of it is probably also that there’s a dire shortage of anything even vaguely pseudo iranian making use of the vast mythology & history of that super ancient country (really an untapped gold mine in terms of fantasy inspo - though I imagine that the iranians themselves did plenty of mythical ort historical fiction.) so history buffs and actual middle easterners alike probably seized up on that somewhat or decide to make it even more iranian-esque in ther headcannons. Which, legit. Anything goes in fanworks. Let ppl hsave fun & get the catharsis they need.
I mean to some extent ppl will always relate stories to their own life circumstances that’s more or less how they work but at least in canon Almyra is stated multiple times to be warrior culture. (not sure bout Iran but Ancient India could be charactized that way, they had their own equivalent of Valhalla even while being a super advanced civilization with medicine, political theory etc.  It’s not so uncommon a concept I think the Aztecs had a warrior heaven as well? )
That said we can probably infer that Fodlan is somewhat behind the rest of the world (both technologically and socially) because of the medieval stasis thing and held its own so far because the aristocracy/warrior class happens to have superpowers - but it’s probably only a subtle difference like the tech & social differences between two medieval countries.
I mean no place is perfect, you look at places like Canada Sweden or Japan that score very high for tech, health & safety and you’ll still find some horror stories about discrimination etc. perfect places haven’t been made yet even in our modern world
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ath3alin · 3 years
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just hit a new record for self-passing (57 without dropping) and kinda it gave me back the will to live that I lost while practicing serving
The skill tests for the volleyball class I’m in this fall are graded with 100% as 45 reps for women and 50 for men and I think I’m gonna feel invincible for the next couple hours
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