#they’re both fucked up teens lol
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Whatever they have going on
#milgram#anyway I like putting them together like beetles in a pen#they’re both using each other to get what they want#it’s mutually beneficial but in like the mutually detrimental way#haruka wants a female figure to give him attention#mu wants to feel power by manipulating others#I’m sure the intermission will be fine and no one will explode#they’re both fucked up teens lol#this mel's art#oh you know
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Got any pre-season 1 stomarol hcs to share?
sure!!
steve and carol were each others first kiss. they were still pretty young, like pre-teens, and they figured… why not.
tommy and carol were very hot and cold, and during one break up steve and carol came very close to fucking. tommy called and apologised before they did, and starol both decided to never tell tommy.
as i’ve said many a time before, starol were friends first. when steve first moved to hawkins at like 7, they became besties. steve used to get mocked for only having friends that were girls.
in middle school, tommy and carol started dating, steve got his braces off, had his growth spurt, and they started getting popular.
the very first time they got drunk, stommy kissed. just a little kiss. they never spoke about it again, and they’re not even sure the other remembers it.
steve and carol are depressed drunks once they’ve reached a certain threshold, and if you can’t find them inside, they’ve probably climbed out the window and up onto the roof. they’ll just sit there in silence, hanging out and watching the stars.
the last birthday steve celebrated with them, tommy wanted to try baking the cake that year. they have no idea what he did to it, but it was like a lump of concrete. it lasted months as the three of them took turns just… throwing it at walls and shit lmao.
i don’t think steve’s parents liked carol and tommy that much, but not because of any actual complaints, they’re just miserable lmao.
stomarol were baby dorks. very into star trek. when the reached middle school, tommy’s older brother told them it was time to grow up, or they’d be losers in high school.
speaking of. tommy has one older brother, he’s like a good 5/6 years older. he was the one that gave stomarol their first beers and cigs. single mother mrs hagan would ask her oldest son to babysit tommy a lot, but most of the time he just… didn’t lol, and left stomarol to do whatever they wanted.
carol has two younger brothers, and an older half sister who was already away and in college not long after starol first met.
when they were younger, stomarol loved the fact that they never really had anyone keeping an eye on them, that the adults around them pretty much let them do whatever they wanted.
a big part of what drove the animosity towards nancy is that steve had never cared about a girlfriend more than he cared about tommy and carol before, and when nancy stepped into the picture, they felt like their friendship was splintering. essentially, they were jealous. and despite not wanting to, they basically drove steve into nancy’s arms.
#mean girls trio#steve harrington#tommy hagan#carol perkins#stomarol#starol#stommy#what’s carol and tommys ship name#stranger things#asks#anon
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ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇
Chapter 6- just like your father
Series masterlist
Warnings- once again not too much rafe): I’m trying to get more rafe in the next parts, the readers drunk the whole time basically lol
“Now a live update from the sheriffs department.”
“Yeah, after six weeks, the five teens that had been missing from Kildare county have returned, been reunited with their families.” Rafe went closer to the tv, sitting down and staring out. “We’re still waiting for details about their journey. But I’m sure they have quite a tale to tell.”
“We also got word that the father of one of the teens, John B Routledge, who’s been presumed dead for a year now, has also returned live and well. Wonders never cease. Right now, we’re just trying to get those kids settled back into school, with their families. They’ve been through a lot.”
“The teens were down in Kildare island with two other Kildare teens, Sarah Cameron and Y/N Maybank.” The sheriff spoke.
Rafes eyes widened at the mention of you and his sister.
“Sarah’s the daughter of disgraced real estate magnate, Ward Cameron, who confessed to the murder of Peterkin two months ago. y/n is the daughter of Luke Maybank, who is also presumed missing after escaping prison.”
Rafe watched as both of your pictures were put on screen, he recognized yours to be one of you you posted to your instagram, you at the beach. He was in the background, he noticed upon looking closer. Then, a picture of your brother, you and your dad.
You looked at the tv screen, scoffing at the picture they put up when they said your dad’s name. A picture of you, JJ and your dad. It was JJ’s first day of school, you remember that day as if it was your own first day of school.
You gripped the can harder, heavily sighing and leaning back in the chair. Yeah, you’d need more than one drink today.
“When I was there, Rafe was talking about how the cross was his. Not- not Ward’s.” You told them all, hiccuping after and covering your mouth.
“Are you- are you seriously drunk right now?” Pope asked, all of them noticing the way you slurred your words.
“Fuck off. I’m an adult. Can do whatever I want.” You said with a childish giggle.
“It’s like 10 am in the morning.”
“Yo!” Kiara sapped her fingers. “Can we please get back on the topic?”
“Right. And he’s coming into Wilmington tonight at eight. It’s being shipped by train from like… R.. Ra… Raleigh I think? I dunno.”
“You get any other information?” Pope asked.
“Uh, y/n got the cargo number.” Kiara spoke, picking up the paper.
“Okay, well, that’s a start.”
“I mean, they’re definitely fencing that shit off as we speak. So we should probably get a move on.” JJ said, watching you down the rest of the can, and grab a 4th one next to you from your spot on the floor.
“Sarah, you hear from John B?”
“No, I mean, he’s probably off somewhere with his dad. But the problem is they have the Twinkie.”
“Our transportation.”
“I have a car, you know? It’s a hunk of shit, but it works.” You shrugged.
All of them raised their eyebrows at that. “It’s back at Ricky’s. I should probably go talk to him anyways.”
They all were hesitant, you could tell.
“I’m- I’m your only fuckin’ option, so, my car or nothing.”
“She’s right.” JJ told them, already hopping on his bike.
“Ricky?” You shouted when you opened the door. He wasn’t home, you sighed, taking the keys off the counter and stumbling back outside.
“He not home?” JJ asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
“Nope.” You told him, locking the door. You go into the car, trying to get it started. But it never turns on, you groan in annoyance, fumbling with the keys, and trying again.
“Goddamnit!” You laughed, slamming your fist onto the dashboard and going out.
“It’s… not working.”
“Not working? What’s wrong with it?”
“I don’t know! It’s not fucking starting.” You shrugged.
JJ threw his hands up in defeat.
“Alright. That’s okay. We can.. try my dads.” Pope said.
“And I’ll try to see if my parents will.” Kiara spoke.
You ended up going with JJ and Kiara to her parents.
“Jesus, Cleo was not wrong. It does look like the White House.” You mumbled when you entered. You drunkenly stumbled up the steps, JJ rolling his eyes and eventually just helping you up once you almost fell.
“We just found out it’s… it’s gonna be in Wilmington tonight.”
“Okay, and the cross is Popes family-“
“Popes family heirloom.” Kiara finished.
“Shit, this house is nice. Think we could just…?” You told JJ, grabbing an expensive bracelet sitting on the counter and pocketing it.
An idea popped into his head when you did that. If they don’t wanna give them the keys, he can take them.
“He’s alive!” Kiara argued. “JJ.” She turned, the cutlery clanking as he put it away guiltily, getting caught messing with it.
“Do rich people really need to use like… fancy everything? Like fancy plates? Is that necessary?” You mumbled, mostly to yourself as you took another sip.
“A little help?”
He put his hand up, counting off his fingers.
“Wards alive in the Carribean. He’s living off the loot he stole from us, and, uh, yeah, he’s flying across to Wilmington.”
“I was-“ you covered your mouth when you hiccuped again. “With them during the whole thingie. Basically I fell into the water…” you imitated water splashing with your hands.
“And it was like ‘ahhh! Now I’m stuck with my ex boyfriend who’s also crazy on an island, ahh!’ And then we went to some vacation home he has, and I saw Ward and he was like ‘sup, y/n. I’m alive.’ And that’s what happened.” You nodded to yourself, all of them staring at you dumbfounded.
“Give me a break, man.” Kiara’s dad spoke.
“Yeah, you’re right. What do I know? Just saw it with my own two eyes.” You shrugged, rolling your eyes and taking another sip from the bottle. “So did Kiara and JJ but, whatever.”
“I’m skeptical, okay? I am skeptical, y/n as in I think it’s all bullshit. And I think you’ve been led astray, Kiara. And you, JJ, Y/N- let’s get this out in the open.”
“Just take it down a bit-“ her mom tried.
“No. Let me tell you something, you need to understand that I do get it.”
“Sure you do.” You and JJ said in unison, you both laughing at that.
“Do you hear me?”
“Sure. Sure.”
“I like you, guys, and I bet you’re fricking fun to hang with, and to ditch school with, go down to the break, and.. drink beer,” he directed that last sentence to you, eyeing the can in your hand.
“because I was once just like you both. I didn’t think that anything mattered, thought I could make up any bullshit story and these stupid kooks would believe it. But then I learned about hard work.”
“Yeah, well, hard work doesn’t get you shit if you’re like us. I mean- shit, compared to me, you have no clue what hard work is like.” You spat, pointing to yourself. He was getting to close to JJ for your comfort.
He narrowed his eyes at you. “And about what really mattered. All I care about, all that I care about is my daughter. That’s it. And all I know is that she was a lot better off before she met you and your friends.” He said, this sentence directed to JJ.
“Dad, I was never better off!” Kiara argued, you looked at JJ, shaking your head when you saw his reaction. You were gonna kill this guy.
“I was miserable.”
“Miserable? No, no. No!” He shouted, turning to you and JJ.
“No, these pogues have ruined my daughter’s life.” He shouted in your face, you stood in front of JJ, trying your best to protect him.
“Didn’t mean any disrespect, Mr. Carrera.” You told him, turning to usher JJ out.
“Y’all have a good day.” JJ spoke, both of you heading to the door.
“Yeah.”
“What are you doing?” Kiara asked.
“Protecting my daughter.”
“Can we please-“
“Wait a second. Everybody says it, they are liars and thief’s!” Her dad shouted.
You and JJ stopped in your tracks.
“They’re just like their father! I mean, one of them is already drunk off their ass!”
The two words neither of you wanted to hear.
You looked at JJ, who held back tears at the words. You held your own back, throwing the rest of the can, looking at it pour onto the hardwood floor.
You grabbed the keys from the tray, you looked around again, shrugging before grabbing a jacket on the coat hanger, as well as some shoes.
“Wanna talk shit, you’re gonna get bit, right?” You mumbled to yourself, shrugging and following JJ down the steps.
“Is she.. talking with Topper?” Pope asked, all of them turning to you and Topper at the bar.
“He didn’t want me to say anything, but he’s a fucking mess.” Topper said with a laugh, you laughed with him.
“Yeah, well, he was an asshole. So…” you said, taking the shot you ordered.
“Believe me, I know.” He told you,
“Hey, Jayj.”
“What?”
“I bet you Topper has a way to transport the cross.” Pope spoke.
“Actually, Popes right. He does have a rig.”
“No.” Sarah argued.
“Yes.”
“Yes, come on.”
“No, absolutely not.”
“What are we talking about?” You asked them, coming up behind them suddenly.
“Sarah, you already got him whipped anyway, right? So why don’t you just take one for the team?”
“What would John B say?” She said.
“I think John B will completely understand. Think about the circumstances, it’s about treasure.”
“We can handle John B. Just talk to him.”
“Why do I feel like I’m gonna regret this?” Topper spoke, all of you happy when you saw her hug him.
You ended up falling asleep on the boat. Your eyes shut as they all came up with plans.
You can’t even escape him in your dreams. Because when you fell asleep, a fond memory of the two of you popped up in your mind.
“Shit, slow down.” He laughed, grabbing onto your hand as you ran down, pushing past people and making your way down straight to the floor.
“Can’t believe I let you drag me into this shit.” He said with a laugh when the band came on stage and cheers erupted.
He watched you while you paid close attention to the band. And when your guys song came on, he was told to sing with you, he hesitated but eventually did.
“Got the music in you, baby. Tell me why. You've been locked in here forever. And you just can't say goodbye. Your lips, my lips. Apocalypse.”
You both sung to each other, you staring at him with the most love and adoration he’s ever seen, and him staring at you with the most love anyone’s ever seen him have.
You both leaned in, but before your lips connected…
You woke up, quickly sitting up and groaning, wiping the sleep from your eyes.
“Jesus. Think I drunk too much earlier. I’m going crazy.” You told them, all of them turning to look at you now.
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“Book 4 isn’t as dark as the rest of the show” Book 4 is more grounded in the real world than Book 3 is. I think that’s an important distinction to make. Coming off the tail end of the ending of Book 3, of course Book 4 is gonna seem light hearted. But I think that’s why I really like it, since it almost serves in contrast to the season before it.
Grace and Simon spend at least half their lives on the Train. More than almost any other passengers we see, they evolve to “Train culture”—hell, with the Apex, they also end up creating a sort of Train culture in the decade or so that they’re there. As the stakes of what goes on on the Train (mainly Amelia’s coup and One-One’s subsequent return as Conductor) rise, it raises their personal stakes so sharply b/c they’re intrinsically woven into this world now.
Book 4, on the other hand, starts right off the bat with the most character-establishing that we get of any protagonists, showing us their life literally from birth until the Train, with plenty of visual cues to remind us that they’re from the 80’s, a setting that viewers will retroactively be able to “relate” to to some extent. Book 4 also gives us the oldest out of the main protagonists (*correct me if I’m wrong), so Ryan and Min have literally spent the longest amount of time in the real world before getting on the Train compared to the others. In other words, their story is very grounded in the real world. They’re not kids/young teens getting their asses isekai’d to another realm going “Ah! Oh no! I’m away from home! Oh well, time to explore!” They wake up screaming, lol. They’re old enough to be fully aware of just how potentially fucked they are.
(The show tells us that too—we get to see One literally admit that it’s within the Train’s design that if Ryan and Min don’t solve their issues, they’ll die on the Train. These are the stakes for all the protagonists, but it’s interesting that the show actually explicitly tells us with them.)
So when the stakes of the Train (in this case, Amelia’s coup happening in real time) rise, it interferes with their journey, yeah, but their own personal stakes are much more rooted in their baggage they’ve brought over from the real world. I think the emotional weight of Book 4 is the implied homesickness—or, that we know they’re at risk of never being able to go back to a real world that we, the audience, can really relate to.
So yeah. Book 4’s stakes has less to do with how much the Train fucks them up, and more to do with how much they both fuck each other up (<3) (ok not like Grace and Simon don’t also do this—) and, more importantly, how much they have to loose that the audience can really, really feel.
Also, as others have pointed out on here. Ryan has a meltdown on screen and proceeds to starve himself for three days. A monster made out of the dead corpse arms of passengers tries to kill Min. I wouldn’t call Book 4 “light hearted” to begin with.
In conclusion. Book 4 is light-hearted if you’ve never been through your early twenties.
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"You guys are like a dead married couple on acid."
Y’ALL, I watched Dead Boy Detectives. Which really, should come as no surprise. Because of the whole Neil Gamain thing. But also because that kind of weird is right up my alley.
I have to say, I’m absolutely loving this trend of teen-shows-with-absolutely-wild-shit-happening. This was not a thing when I was younger, and I thoroughly appreciate it. Why did I only have Dawson’s Creek and Sabrina the Teenage Witch and fucking Boy Meets World? Don’t get me wrong, I love all of those but what I really would have benefited from was teen drama with fucked up situations. Gen Z is kind of lucky I guess? (LOL jk except for the entire state of the world, but at least they get good shows…)
Wherein two teenaged ghosts form a detective agency to help solve cases for other ghosts that would otherwise go ignored, while running from death lest they be forced into the afterlife and separated, making friends with a psychic and other humans along the way.
The thing is, you gotta let go with this show. It gets INCREDIBLY weird and you have to roll with it. Edwin’s death by accidental satanic sacrifice? Sure. Crystal the psychic purposely letting a demon possess her? Okay yeah. A supernatural entity that controls all cats in a small town, ridiculously named the Cat King? Harder to swallow, but I guess. A literal crow that gets turned into a boy who loves astrology? Confusing but, go on. Incredibly aggressive and vulgar sprites eventually locked up in a jar? Actually, that’s hilarious I’m good with that.
Truly, it’s absurd. And surprisingly violent. But also, and again no surprise, I was all about the underlying subtext between Edwin, who died in 1916, and his relationship with Charles, who died in 1989. I will always get behind a decades long ‘will they won’t they’ even if it’s between ghosts. Because I’m a fucking sucker for boys maybe being in love. And the entire trope in general. I love love, gang, even if it’s surrounded by horrible things happening. Maybe even more, if it is? I’m not sure what that says about me, but I’m WITH it.
Also there is a TON going on in this show, they cover an incredible amount in 8 episodes. I always appreciate shows that can carry an overall storyline and smaller ones in a good balance. Monster of the week slash lore smushed together is always so satisfying.
I’ve seen some reviews talking about the acting being less than stellar but like, they’re supposed to be kids. Everything is dramatic to kids. Who cares? They carried it as best as they could, and there isn’t anything really that stuck out to me as absolutely cringe worthy. Yeah they look older than they’re meant to but again, who cares. Let go, people.
AND how excited was I to see the actress that played Rowena in Supernatural as the Night Nurse? Absolutely perfect choice. If they get another season I can’t wait to see her relationship with the boys grow.
Thinking about it, maybe I like teen dramas that are absolutely not grounded in reality because it’s easier to stomach the allegories they want you to, that way. Edwin learns to confront his feelings, both about Charles and with the kid that inadvertently caused his death. Crystal struggles with her memory and the person she used to be versus the person she wants to be. Niko has to figure out how to have friends again after becoming a shut-in. Charles struggles with memories from his life and feeling powerless, choosing to paper a happy face over it instead. Jenny has to confront her distrust of literally everyone and her fear of love (even if that went horribly wrong).
I don’t want to be beaten over the head with life lessons (I still haven’t finished Dawson’s Creek, it’s just too much to take sometimes) but I WILL absorb them while characters fight off horrible witches and try to defeat sea monsters. Ya girl clearly needs to be tricked into learning things. Don’t we all? Isn’t it better that way?
I mean, you’re still getting force fed those slightly saccharine sentiments, for sure, but it’s easier to swallow. Gimme a little bit of spice with that sweet, please.
The point is: this show is adorable. Can a show that’s about ghosts and witches and general supernatural fuckery be adorable? I don’t care, it totally is. And it slightly quenched my unending Good Omens thirst for like, a minute, and that’s obviously incredibly hard to do.
So, I’m here for it. Gimme more Dead Boys.
#what g's watching#dead boy detective agency#dead boy detectives#charles x edwin#edwin payne#charles rowland
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HIII!!! Can you do masky as a father figure to emo/scene kid teens headcanons <33
A/N: OMG as i’m posting this i kinda realized i read the ask slightly wrong and wrote it as Dad!Masky with a emo/scene child and got carried away *sobs* but if this doesn’t hit the particular spot u need it to, i’ll totally rewrite it just for you!! just lmk and i’ll type away ( ◠‿◠ ) but i brought out my boy Suburban Dad Tim for this one.
Dad!Masky/Tim with a Emo/Scene kid hcs!
- tim’s a bit confused, but he’s got the spirit!!
- when he was in his teens he was around a bunch of trad-goth and punk friend groups, so he totally understands the importance of the alt community. i mean, dude was neck deep in mental trauma so he def wasn’t hanging out with the cheerleaders lol
“so i know this isn’t bring me the chemical romance or whatever, but this t-shirt is mine from highschool and i want you to have it. they’re called the cure-“
“dad i know who the cure is.”
“ohhh well aren’t you so dark and brooding.”
- will 110% pay for your hair dye and is always amazed with whatever styles you come up with.
- he can be quite sassy with his opinions though lol
“look, i’m just saying last time you did the blue roots with black hair it didn’t look like gerard way. it looked like gerard do not enter.”
“dad??????? what the hell”
- he’ll go to concerts with you pretending he’s just there to protect from a distance, but you both know he’s “secretly” vibing to the music. a true emo dad at heart.
- definitely will take vids to spam brian with.
- cannot understand scene genres like crunkcore to save his life though.
“why the fuck are they screaming over techno beats?????? put back on that pierce the veil band i like.”
- might have a mental breakdown when you ask him to take you to go get your first piercing though.
“YOU WANT A NEEDLE???? SHOVED THROUGH YOUR TONGUE???? slow down buddy, why don’t we start with a uhhh nostril or something.”
- he just wants to make sure that you can properly take care of it……. and he hates the thought of his little rockstar having to sit though any pain regardless of how small it is. will absolutely make fun of you if you cry after it though.
“haha you cried like a baby.”
“i got my septum pierced, it was a natural reaction”
“*already has brian on speaker phone* yeah dude they sobbed like a fucking LOSERRRR”
- you better pray no one dares to bully you at school, because masky and hoodie will be planning on scaring the compulsive normativity out of their boring teenage brains.
“dad why is brian by jacob’s car with a baseball bat?”
“don’t worry about it, he’s just gonna talk to him.”
“i’m literally watching him swing at the passenger side window-“
“it’s just a little chat, do you wanna go see a movie?”
- genuinely is invested in listening to all the emo band lore
“you can’t put the mcr poster next to your the used poster, why would you disrespect your wall like that?”
“i’m going to kidnap ryan ross and lock him in a studio myself if he doesn’t release some new music soon, i’m tired of hearing you cry about it every night.”
- tim knows how important it is to be fully accepted and loved for who you are growing up and he will fully embrace every part of it. he just really, truly loves you.
#masky headcanons#masky#creepypasta#creepypasta masky#masky x reader#creepypasta headcanon#tim wright#marble hornets#marble hornets headcanons#celia reqs#platonic#familial
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What do you think about au where Danny and Vlad are both teens? I know, there're some variants of this (from Friend From the Other Side to Vlad-befriended-with-Danny-only-for-his-hot-mom), so, I'd like to hear your version.
I actually really like this idea and had a blast drawing it for last year's Pompep Week prompt "Both Teens" (see below)
I'd planned on writing a short fic to go along with it when it came time to post everything on AO3, but I never managed to get too far. That WIP takes place in Danny's timeline (2004), where Vlad is a new kid in class. The working title is The New Kid (lol), which you can see here on my WIP "sort of" masterlist. And since no one asked about that one for the WIP game, here's a snippet:
“What’s your name?”
The boy hesitated. “Vlad.”
Danny’s heart sank. This kid was bully fodder for sure. “Wow. Uh, that’s—”
“Yes, I’m American. Yes, I was born in this country and speak English. No, I’m not a vampire,” the boy named Vlad snapped.
Danny backpedaled. “It’s okay. I was gonna say it’s a pretty cool name.”
Vlad stared, head cocked and one eye narrowed.
“Yeah. Names that start with V are cool. Valentine, Vincent…”
“You must like Final Fantasy 7.”
After a startled pause, Danny laughed. “Yeah, I walked into that one, didn’t I? What about you? You play video games?”
“A little. Mostly arcade stuff. I’m pretty good at Mortal Kombat.”
Probably poor, Danny decided. “There’s an arcade here in town. I mean, if you don’t already know. They’ve got some good deals if you play by the hour.” He almost offered to meet up there sometime, then he realized he hadn’t even introduced himself. “Um, I’m Danny. Danny Fenton.” He pointed. “Those are my friends, Sam and Tucker. We were wondering if you wanna come sit with us.”
Vlad seemed tempted but cautious. “Really?”
“Yeah. Don’t worry, they’re cool. Besides, you’re fresh meat sitting out here by yourself. The jocks’ll destroy you if they catch wind. C’mon, safety in numbers.”
“I’m not afraid of anyone.”
“Oh, you will be, trust me. Dash Baxter thinks it’s his personal duty to welcome every new student to Casper High by giving them a super wedgie, and you don’t even wanna see what he’s like when he’s in a bad mood.”
“Wow. Guy sounds like a fucking troglodyte.”
The smoothness with which the F-bomb was delivered stunned Danny for a few seconds. But then he smiled, invigorated by the sharp, cynical intellect he’d just discovered. “A total fucking troglodyte.”
A beat passed, then Vlad shouldered his backpack and gathered his lunch.
While I mostly prefer older Vlad and younger Danny because of the uneven power dynamic, it's fun to level the playing field every now and then and let them be the same age.
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opinion on popular hp ships(according to AO3)
Yes I am well aware that nobody asked for it
1.Drarry (Draco X Harry) -100/10
Fuck off
no
ew
they are literally enemies throughout most o/ the series
they try to kill each other
2.Wolfstar (Remus X Sirius) (-10000/10)
NO. THEY ARE FRIENDS
YES I AM AWARE THAT I’M REMADORA BIASED SHUT UP
BUT SERIOUSLY 😒
SIRIUS TRIED TO USE REMUS TO KILL. IS THAT WHAT YOU CALL LOVE
SIRIUS MADE FUN OF REMUS’ LYCANTHOPY
3.Dramione (Draco X Hermione) (-100/10)
Y’all (the shippers) are just a bunch of horny teenagers desperate for some pretty boy and pretty girl sex smh
they are enemies
0% chemistry
4.Jily (James X Lily) (7/10)
Finally smth normal
it’s not bad, just a little.. strange..
Lily had 0% interest in James until Snape called her a mudblood and then somehow she likes him now?
it’s a good ship, not the best
5.Romione (Ron X Hermione) (9.7/10)
NOW WE’RE TALKING
Literally so good
Best friends to lovers YES PLEASE
CHEMISTRYYY
6.Snarry ( Snape X Harry ) (-100000000/100)
I genuinely did not except a ship here to have a lower ranking than w*lfstar
BUT OH MY LORD
Y’ALL ARE ACTUALLY MAD
I HAVE NO WORDS-
AGAIN HORNY TEENS DESPERATE FOR SOME DARK!GAY!ROUGH!SEX FANFICS
7. Hinny (Harry X Ginny) (10/10)
IF WE ARE TALKING ABOUT BOOK! HINNY THEN YES. YOU ARE ON MY TOP 3
MOVIE!HINNY? No thanks
But book!hinny>> (any ship except Remadora and Molly X Arthur lol)
8. Snamione( Snape X Hermione) (-100000000000/100)
AGAIN HORNY TEENS DESPERATE FOR ROUGH SEX SMH
I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS IS WAYYY HIGHER THAN REMADORA OH MY GOD
WHAT HAS THIS FANDOM BECOME
9. Harmony (Harry X Hermione) (1/10)
It’s not the worst thing ever ig
no chemistry
mid
too predictable
10. Jegulus (James X Regulus ) (1/10)
Again, not asss bad as like W*lfstar
but is there a chance of this happening? No.
mid
no chemistry
11. Newtina (Newt X Tina) (10/10)
aaa love it
TAKE NOTE THAT I HAVE ONLY WATCHED FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM
Cutee
idk what else to say lol
12. ✨REMADORA (REMUS X TONKS)✨ (♾/10)
OTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTPOTP
THEIR PERSONALITIES COMPLIMENT EACH OTHER SO WELL
THE LONELY, TIRED WEREWOLF FALLING IN LOVE WITH A CHEERFUL, LOVLEY METAMORPHAGUS? YES PLEASE
SO UNEXPECTED AS WELL
THEY GAVE US TEDDY
”IT’S YOU WHO NEEDS ME TONIGHT”
”HE ALWAYS GOT THE WOMAN.” “YOU’D KNOW PERFECTLY WELL WHO I’D FALLEN FOR, IF YOU WEREN’T TOO BUSY FEELING SORRY FOR YOURSELF TO NOTICE”
YESS
CHEMISTRY
*INSERT 1000 MORE COMPLIMENTS*
13.Fleur X Krum(?) (-1/10)
Ok?
?
never heard of it
14.Charry (Cho X Harry) (1/10)
Not the worst thing ig
it was just a teenage crush
so awkward
15.Nuna (Neville X Luna) (9/10)
Good
it would work
they’re both crazy about something
so yeah ig
#hp#harry potter#anti wolfstar#anti drarry#romione#jily#hinny#remadora#newtina#nuna#Remadora supremacy
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night terrors as you rest.
bjsjshs could you tell i dont feel creative with fic titles rn ANYWAY my brain is still so so full from rereading the metal virus arc and a vision came to me of espio's trauma from that. nightmares are still abundant for the poor teen lol. so i wrote a small fic about it in like. a day. enjoy!
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…..
It appeared again.
After thinking those events from 2 weeks ago had finally left his mind for good…
It still creeped into his head.
The distorted images of Charmy and Vector’s metal-coated bodies didn't leave his mind, even in his sleep.
But everyone was cured..? Why was this burden, that wasn't even a result of his fault, still weighing down on his mind until it caved in?
It was an innocent inquiry.
Something that Espio would ask himself to cope with the notion that– oh no, no, he DID know why it was still there.
That heavy guilt and grief that Espio had been carrying in his heart—still after everyone was cured—stayed. Stayed with no intention of growing a wall around itself to let itself be forgotten and pulled back those past images of his friends -– no, family, still with their bodies wracked and coated with metal until there was no more trace of their individuality. Just mindless zombots.
That’s what they were seized into during that time.
Worst of all?
He couldnt even fucking do anything about it except helplessly run around to safe evacuations until he himself became one with them. Maybe that was fate. The most comfortable fate there, really. Out of all the screaming, mercy-kills and trying to save others, he’d pick that time of himself being infected to relive. To pay for the same pain he couldn't save his friends from.
Any pain– any sort of pain he had gone through or could’ve gone through then didn't amount to a speck when Charmy was punished for just trying to be a helpful child. Punished by being slowly dragged down a pool of zombots before he joined with that pool.
Or when Vector had to go through heavier grief for the loss of the kid, trying to preserve him before a cure could be found—all until Charmy escaped while infected and Vector had to latch onto him so nobody else could be put in danger. Then the door shut. And that was it.
Nobody else.
Nobody there with him.
His mind kept on tampering and entertaining situations of what ifs and gruesome outcomes of both his teammates – no, family, – not coming out cured. Stuck like that.
And with it flashed Charmy’s infected body, how the youngest had to go first, how the little kid had to go through so much pain and agony while nobody was there to answer his cries—
``Espio..?``
..!-
Reality faded.
He wasn't sure whether it faded in or out.
But the ceiling fan he was suddenly gazing at and the small voice next to him proved the former.
``Espio!? Are you…?``
Espio’s head shot up as he jabbed his elbow to the mattress and sat up straight, breathing heavily and sweating as his heart pounded—ironically after rest.
“Rest”?
….
That wasn't rest.
He was better off not sleeping.
He finally turned his gaze to the voice and as he predicted; it was Charmy. Sitting next to his bed with fuzzy antennae drooped sadly and a worried look filling his bleary little orange eyes.
``Charmy!`` Espio frantically replied, ``You’re…``
….
It was… almost strange to see Charmy worried. Espio never got the chance to really see the bee’s face so genuinely somber and concerned.
It only pumped that guilt further and further into Espio’s heart.
But maybe that was worth the coming relief.
It wasn't real.
It wasn't real.
What you experienced. Was. Not. Real.
They’re still here. Still with you.
Espio took a deep breath and attempted to gather his thoughts.
``Why are you awake? I assume it's already late.`` Espio tried his hardest to speak in a calm, quiet voice to Charmy through the panic-induced rasp that was clogging his throat.
``You were breathing really, really fast in your sleep.. and I got worried.``
…
He was?
He assumed he was silent through that whole nightmarish sequence. But if he was actually hyperventilating enough to wake up and worry Charmy…
Gaia, did he disturb the kid’s sleep because of it?
``...I'm fine. It wasn't anything note-worthy. You should go back to sleep.``
Every feature on the ninja’s body screamed otherwise to being “fine”. His usually swirly tail was still stiffened straight with those images running through his mind, and his heart was pounding wildly in shock from that nightmare.
But, still. Espio didn't want to cloud the bee’s mind and remind him of what happened to him during the metal virus: he had already moved on. That was for the better. The kid didn't deserve to think about that again. But he knew Charmy was one to press on, evidently so. So, the chameleon could only silently pray that he would not ask anything that couldn't be avoided without an answer.
``Espio…`` Charmy muttered with that concern still lingering in his head, ``That’s not normal to do while sleeping. Were you having a nightmare?``
…
Shit.
Guess the universe wasn't feeling like answering that silent prayer.
There’s not many things in the world that can explain full on hyperventilation in sleep other than a nightmare or night terror…
Maybe if he just… could set aside what the nightmare exactly.. was…
``...`` Espio nodded in response to Charmy’s question, before trying to shrug it off.
``About..? It must’ve been freaky—I’ve never seen you so.. scared before.``
``I… It’s not worth noting.``
``Are you sure?`` The little bee pressed on.
Flapping his wings, Charmy flew over and climbed onto Espio’s bed, shuffling himself closer to the chameleon with his innocent eyes eager for an answer. He seemed to want to help calm down Espio with maybe a small side hug, or a pat on the shoulder, too; but the bee was hesitant with that decision considering Espio’s hate for physical touch. Especially when Espio’s stressed, like now.
``...I- It was just a night terror that.. isn't worth getting worked up on,`` Espio spoke through slightly panting breaths, ``and besides, I don't want to remind and stress you out, too.``
``It’s not gonna help bottling up whatever scared y— wait, “remind me”?``
…
Espio slipped out the very thing he was trying to avoid…
Realization slowly pooled in Charmy’s eyes.
``..Oh.``
…This should’ve been expected, huh?
He shouldn’t have tried hiding this.
Hiding this from Charmy, of all mobians.
…But before Espio could try and still save himself from this, he felt a small pair of arms cling around his own—doing what they feared to do before.
``...Espio.. It was okay to tell me, y’know?... I was scared during then, too.``
Charmy then cautiously nuzzled his head onto Espio’s shoulder.
The ninja’s breath hitched.
He wasn't used to this. Used to having a younger one who you should be looking after, looking after you. Comforting you. It felt so alien to him.
It felt so alien with anyone comforting him, really.
It was mostly Espio’s fault for it, wasn't it? He’d always try to convince himself that walling off his vulnerability was the best thing for him; the best thing for everyone around him, too. Those emotions rarely seeped out, and when they did, every thought was cancelled out for one goal to get it together again and remain stoic once more.
The same thing happened just now, too.
The last part was the only thing that varied.
His mind was screaming about how this wasn't right, and he shouldn't even have inadvertently told the bee—let alone burden him with his own fears and emotions. Charmy suffered more pain than he did, but he was the one soothing Espio? The chameleon felt so selfish for it.
…But his body said otherwise to his mind as he gently returned Charmy’s hug, wrapping his arms around the bee’s fuzzy, warm body.
His chest felt a little lighter.
He could feel Charmy’s wings twitch a little in shock when his arms returned the favour. It was clear the bee didn't foresee Espio actually accepting the hug—let alone hugging him back.
``...Charmy?``
``Mhm?`` Charmy’s eyes gazed up at Espio, face still nuzzled in his shoulder.
``...``
``Thank you.``
Espio didn't know how else to express it.
Words didn't do any sort of favour, really. But he just… needed to get it out somehow.
The ninja couldn't see, but he could definitely sense a small smile emerging onto Charmy’s face as he tightened his hug around Espio.
``No. Thank you.``
….
They stayed like that for a while.
It felt so soothing. Staying in that position as his breathing finally calmed down and his heart’s pace started to relax.
The images — those horrifying images — slowly faded away back into subconsciousness.
Espio would’ve remained so still for just a little while longer until Charmy’s small yawn reminded the chameleon of the fact that it was still past midnight, and now extremely late. Cases were waiting tomorrow, so was a long, long day. They should get to sleep now..
But Espio didn't feel like letting go anytime soon…
In result, wordlessly, he slowly adjusted his grip around Charmy before slowly lowering his body and putting his legs onto the mattress again as he rested his head on the pillow; now cuddling the fuzzy little body in his arms. He felt Charmy finally comfortable enough to nuzzle his head onto Espio’s chest as he let his eyes flutter shut in sleepiness.
Espio’s chest felt a lot warmer now.
For a while, Espio’s eyes remained blinking blearily and his hands still stroked Charmy’s fluffy fur—the very thing that lulled the bee back to sleep in the first place.
He stared at the window beside him.
This was quite the long night, huh..?
Espio didn't think it’d turn out this way, but he wouldn’t have chosen anything else for it.
He wouldn't trade this moment for the world.
Exhaustion came to Espio eventually, and he let his eyes close and his hand rest still on Charmy’s head.
``G’night, Charmy…`` Espio slurred with tiredness.
A few more blinks, then his eyes closed.
And the world grew dark again as Espio finally let himself drift off.
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note: charmy ily <3 best bros ever
#no matter what charmy is still a sweetheart and i will die on that hill#lil bro comforting big bro <3#my brain was deprived of fluff i aM STILL FAMISHED GRAJHGH#anyway :) tagging time#charmy bee#team chaotix#sonic#sth#sonic the hedgehog#espio the chameleon#espio#charmy the bee#fanfic#fanfiction
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are there any scenes that you wrote but ended up taking out?
yeah! loads
more scenes of jeno and his friend group, i wanted to include so so much more and explore what this “fuckboy” player side of him actually is because it’s obvious i didn’t delve too much into it, but the fic would’ve been a series then and i didn’t want to make a series, it would be too long
more scenes of jenos thinking! like i wanted there to be an entire section where he fights against his own feelings and tries to push them away, i wanted him to be in denial and then i wanted to create angst by making him give yn mixed signals
like i wanted him to fuck a lot of girls, distance himself from yn, go partying, get drunk and high a lot, basically just be a major dick but it was just too much to put in a single one shot. if i made it a series though i would’ve definitely done that! because in the one shot it wasn’t really jeno who caused any problems, it was yn, if it was a series, i’d rile up the angst to a major level and make them both trouble makers :D
because jeno has never fallen in love, i wanted to add some spice and angst but oh well i am happy with the jeno i wrote
i had more spicy smut scenes lmfao
i had a kinda fwb storyline! this is different to the other storyline i just described of jeno being a dick, in this one jeno pines for her and he falls first and he falls harder
my original draft for yn was for her to be the hot shy girl, if ygm? like the mysterious girl who everyone low-key finds really hot but they just don’t approach her because she’s not friendly, she keeps to herself
and in this original draft she also doesn’t want a relationship! she wanted to focus solely on her studies and her part time job, so it’s actually her who suggested the fwb. but tbh, i decided against fwb because it would be too many tropes for one fic, too overwhelming, and fwb has been done amazingly in the nct fic world so 🫶
and jeno was so obbessed with her that he said yes, he just wanted her, even if it wasn’t all of her
well they wouldn’t specify it as fwb, it would legit be “i love fucking you but i don’t want a relationship”
and it would turn into a relationship by jeno getting so high and drunk because he’s just… fed up, he wants more but instead he ends up telling her he loves her and she says it back :( and bam they’re a couple
but the yn in my story that i went with was more sweet. the stereotypical good girl, my original characterisation of yn was a good girl with a twist, a darker side
i also wanted to do fwb turned into fake dating… can you tell i have a wildness for teen movies and their tropes
but i’m glad i just calmed down on the tropes. i mean hey, they’re also there for my future fics!
i wrote a scene at the end of johnny and ten as a rich young handsome married couple lmao they’re a thing in my universe
there’s perhaps a scene of jeno and yn angry sex
and also a scene of them fucking and jeno falling in love with her and she falls in love with him… in the moment
wanted yn to be a virgin and it was really hard for me to go against that lol
i either wanted yns first time with him to be soft like it’s her first time ever and he talks her softly through it, is so soft, so reassuring and ugh just so gentle
or i wanted her to take the lead for her first time ;) she was so ready for it
if you want me to release any of these scenes as one shots then do let me know
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I want all the evens of the Lovey Dovey questions for Messiah even tho he doesn't deserve it
Not even tho he doesn't deserve it *flatlines*...He's tryna call you twinny...He needs you to take him off of Do Not Disturb. 🤣
♥ (02) Does another OC love your OC? If so, whom, and does your OC know?
Yes, Angel and [redacted]. He knows Angel does and has been in his feelings about their break up for some time now. As for [redacted]...No, he doesn't. He thinks she forgot about him after all these years. Who this is will be revealed at a later date...*grinch smile*
♥ (04) Are there any romantic gestures that your OC hates?
He's not big on surprises. Although they are most likely innocent & thoughtful, in his erratic mind he feels like it's a set-up. He's done some things in his past and he's always on alert.
♥ (06) What is the most romantic thing that has been done for your OC?
For his birthday, Angel planned a baecation in Sulani. 3 days and 2 nights of good vibes, good food, and good sex! They would've stayed longer but he's very busy with running his clubs, so she had to use those few days to her advantage. [this wasn't a surprise, she had to tell him she wanted to take him somewhere far away for him to relax with just him & her...also she needed him to clear his schedule in advance LOL]
♥ (08) What is your OC’s dream marriage proposal?
He's been on the fence about being married. After he fucked up on Chana (his daughter Amiri's mother who he was engaged to years ago), He hasn't really thought about seriously settling down. Deep down He wants love but he tends to fuck it up (word to the Villainous Valentine aspiration).
♥ (10) What is your OC’s favorite big way to show their love?
It used to be sex but as he's aged he's learned what real intimacy means, so quality time (especially since he's very busy, if he's clearing/shifting his schedule for you that's big for him). When he's in love, date night is important for him. He likes to do fun/adventurous things. He also enjoys giving gifts. If she has a dog, he's literally treating her dog as one of his children. That's one of the ways He got Angel, that dog LOVES him.
♥ (12) What do you love most about your OC?
I love that he's my wild card! He's got the Villainous Valentine aspiration with erratic, jealous, romantic, active, and family oriented traits. You just NEVER know what you're gonna get with him. Literally keeps me on my toes!
♥ (14) Does your OC have any romantic traditions?
Nah, no romantic traditions. Folding you up like a pretzel is what he considers a romantic tradition.🤦🏽♀️
♥ (16) What is your OC’s ideal first date?
Something adventurous and fun. If it's wild, that's a bonus! (Did I mention he has the Adrenaline Seeker lifestyle?)
♥ (18) Does your OC have a “type”?
He loves thick and curvy women with a nice set of lips...both sets. He's an ass man for sure but the hips & thighs is what drives him crazy. If she's short, that's also a plus!
♥ (20) How does your OC feel about public displays of affection?
He's here for it! All of it! He's freaky tho...so it's bound to turn him on and turn into something else.
♥ (22) How often does your OC read romantic literature?
If it's not about money or business (or his daughter's homework) baby boy is not reading about it. Lol
♥ (24) How does your OC determine that they’re attracted to someone?
If he can have deep conversations but also shoot the shit with you, that'll get him. If you have a sense of humor and a smart mouth...He's hooked!
♥ (26) Is your OC ever the first to say “I love you”?
Yes, when he was with [redacted] as a teen and next with his daughter's (Amiri) mother. He was actually engaged to her but she broke it off because he cheated with someone from one of his strip clubs and had a baby. He said it first to Angel also but it was when they were fuckin, so...at that time I don't know if he really loved her or if her coochie was just hella good. LMAO
So he definitely will if his heart is in it. He's romantic and has a tendency to fall in love hard when he does.
♥ (28) What is something unconventional that your OC thinks is romantic?
Doing puzzles together. He LOVES puzzles!
♥ (30) What is your OC’s favorite romantic movie?
Love & Basketball. He knows it line for line!
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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Twenty-Four: The Bite
Author: @harringtonstilinski
Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC)
Word Count: 3,200
Warnings: angst, mention of el's leg, not-so-bathroom scene with steve & robin (you'll see what i mean, lol)
Smut: no | yes;
A/N: Hi, friends! The gang's back together!! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊
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Somehow, we got Robin and Steve in the back of the cart, Dustin and Erica sitting up front while I drove. I guess I hit a turn too sharply because I heard Steve slur, “Jesus, babe, slow down.”
“Do you want to make it out of here alive or not?” I asked.
“What is this, like, the Indy 500?” Robin slurred.
I guess we’re gonna be hearing them slur from here on out.
“It’s the Indy 300,” Steve said.
“No, dingus, it’s 500,” Robin corrected.
“It’s 300!”
“Let’s say… a million.”
They both started laughing as I quickly closed my eyes with a sigh. Guess I was going to have to use some tactics on them like I did with Steve when he smoked.
“What is wrong with them?” Erica asked.
“I don’t know,” Dustin said.
“Best to say they were drugged with some… kind of drug,” I said, looking at my brother and Erica. “Fuck, I don’t know! I just want to get the hell out of here!”
“Olivia, watch out!” Erica said.
I looked in front of me, screaming as I hit the brake while crashing into some metal barrels. Hearing groans coming from Steve and Robin behind me, I turned my head a little and asked, “You guys alright back there?”
All I received were groans in response. Turning back to Erica and Dustin, I frowned and said, “They’ll be fine,” before getting out of the vehicle.
Erica, my brother and I rushed to the back, opening the back door, seeing Steve and Robin sitting against the grate.
“Come on, let’s go,” I said, Erica and Dustin joining me in urging the two other teens out of the back of this thing.
Pulling Steve out first, I said to Dustin, “Take that keycard and unlock the elevator. See if it works.”
“Here goes nothing,” he said, a few seconds later.
“This sucks!” Steve said.
“Yeah, well, you got drugged,” I said, putting his arm over my shoulders, struggling to keep him up. “God, how do I do this when you’re drunk?”
“You’re normally drunk with me,” he said, booping my nose.
Swatting his hand away, I muttered, “Stop that,” as I walked him inside the elevator. Once we got inside, I set Steve up on a table, urging the other three inside.
Dustin hit the button to go up, and I guess Robin and Steve decided it would be fun to surf on a rolling pallet.
“Hey! You look like you’re-” Robin started, Steve saying, “Surfing!” with her.
Erica tapped me on the shoulder, saying, “They seem drunk.”
“Why would they be drunk?” Dustin said.
“No, they’re not drunk,” I said, arms crossed over my chest.
“I’m a natural,” Steve said. “Babe, check this out!”
Robin pulled the pallet away from him, holding her hands out while chuckling, “Wipeout!”
They were both laughing while I bent down next to Steve, Dustin following my lead and putting his hand on Steve’s forehead before saying, “He’s burning up.”
“You’re burning up,” Steve retorted.
“Oh, my god,” I said. “Steve, shut up.”
“Check his eyes,” Dustin said.
Sighing, I said, “I don’t need to check his eyes.”
“Why? His pupils are super dilated. Even I can see that from here.”
“Yeah, I saw his eyes after I cut the bonds, dumbass! Besides… they’re drugged.”
Steve put his fingertip to my nose, saying, “Boop.”
“Don’t boop my nose,” I said.
“Steve, are you drugged?” Dustin asked.
“How many times, Dad? I don’t do drugs. It’s only marijuana,” Steve said.
“Baby, this isn’t funny, okay,” I said. “We need to know what they did to you. I need to know if you’re going to die on me.”
Reaching up with his finger again, Steve booped my nose, laughing.
“We all die, my awesome teenage friend,” Robin said. “It’s just a matter of how… and when.”
Looking from Robin back to Steve, I asked, “Where did you park your car? Because they’re going to be looking for us up there, and I don’t really feel like dying at 19, okay?”
“We’re 19?” Steve asked.
“Oh, for the love of god,” I breathed, dropping my chin to meet my chest.
“Can we make a pit stop at the food court?” Steve asked.
“I would kill for a hotdog on a stick,” Robin said.
“Ooh!” Steve uttered.
Picking my head up, I exclaimed, “Yes, we can make a freaking pit stop! But only if you tell me where your car is parked, high off his ass boyfriend of mine!”
“Uh-oh!”
“Uh-oh?” Dustin and I asked.
“The car’s off the board.”
“What?”
“They took the keys. The Russians, they took the keys,” Steve said, turning out his pockets. “Like, forever ago.”
I sighed, exasperatedly, while hanging my head again, Robin and Steve both laughing. Smiling at me, Steve said, “That’s a bummer, right?”
~~~
When the elevator made it back to its top stop and the door opened, we all piled out, the two high off their asses Scoops employees enjoying the outside air… while trying to eat it.
“Steve, can you taste the air?” Robin asked.
“I taste it! I taste it!” he answered.
“Shit,” I said, spotting two more guards coming through a gate in front of us. Turning around, I ran for Steve, grabbing his hand while saying, “Come on!” and heading for the pair of doors to our left.
“Why are we running?” he asked, Robin laughing while Dustin and Erica ushered her in before they, too, were inside the back of the mall.
“Where are we going?” someone asked.
“Just trust me!” I said, spotting a door at the end of the hall. I stuck my head out, seeing we were in the theater part of the mall, pulling Steve in the hallway while gesturing for Dustin, Erica and Robin to follow, turning to my first left.
Steve grabbed a bag of discarded popcorn on our way in, Back to the Future playing on the screen.
“What did I tell you? 88 miles per hour!”
I groaned quietly, and turned towards Steve. “I wanna see this movie so bad! You’re bringing me when all this is over.”
“Come on,” Dustin said, leading us all down the aisle to two empty seats, where we sat Steve and Robin.
“For the love of god, don’t move,” I said.
“These seats blow,” Steve said.
“Then don’t watch it.”
“We wanna watch it,” Robin said.
“Then watch it!” Dustin said.
Some guy shushed us, so I shushed him right back.
“Sorry.”
“Whatever you do, do. not. move,” I repeated.
“Fine, mom,” Steve said.
I shook my head, moving down the front aisle to sit an empty seat. Dustin sat on the floor in front of me, Erica beside me. Tapping Dustin on the shoulder, I said, “Remind me to never have kids.”
“Not even with Steve?” he asked.
I thought about it for a moment before I leaned back in my seat. “This is so not how I wanted to watch this movie with Steve.”
“What are we doing here?” Erica asked, leaning closer to me.
“Laying low,” I said. “Cooling down.”
“Like Oswald,” Dustin added.
“Oswald was found dead in a theater and shot to death,” Erica said.
“Yeah,” I said. “A week later.”
“The point is, his plan didn’t work.”
“He was set up.”
“What?”
“He was just a patsy,” Dustin said.
“Tell me he’s joking,” Erica said.
“Shh!”
“You shh!” Looking around, Erica said, “We need to get out of here.”
“Alright, Dusty, you watch Tweedledee and Tweedledum,” I said. “Make sure they don’t move.”
“Where are you two going?” Dustin asked.
“To find us a ride.”
“You sit, I’ll go,” he said, getting up and taking the walkie from Erica’s bag and walking off.
I looked down at Steve and Robin, the former munching on the popcorn. Michael J. Fox’s voice brought my eyes back to the screen.
“Are you telling me you built a time machine… out of a DeLorean?”
~~~
A few minutes later, Dustin came back asking about Double A batteries. “Oh, my god,” I muttered. “What did we tell you about the batteries?”
“I guess we’ll have to go to Plan B.”
“What’s Plan B?” I asked.
“Liv.”
I looked down at Dustin, seeing him looking at Robin and Steve… who weren’t in their seats. “Where… are… they?”
“Shit,” I whispered, getting up from my seat, hearing their footsteps behind me. Once we reached the mall, I turned to them both and said, “We’re splitting up. I’ll check the bathrooms, you two check the food court.”
I didn’t wait for an answer as I ran towards the bathrooms, checking every single one before I stopped my hands from pushing open the ones we were standing by the entire time, hearing their voices.
“Have you ever been in love?” Robin asked.
“Yep. Twice,” Steve said.
“Who was the first?”
“Nancy Wheeler,” he said. I closed my eyes, willing the tears to not make an appearance as he said, “First semester, Senior year.”
“Oh, my god. She’s such a priss.”
“Turns out, not really.” A single tear fell from my waterline as he slightly defended her.
“Are you still in love with Nancy?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I found someone better for me. Since Dustin’s been home, he’s been saying, you’ve found your Suzie, you’ve found your Suzie.”
“Wait, who’s Suzie?” Robin asked.
“Liv’s told me a little bit about her. It’s some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend. To be honest with you, I’m not 100% sure she’s even real. But that’s not– that’s not really the point.”
“Who’s the second?”
It was silent for a moment before Steve said, “Olivia Frances Henderson. She’s amazing… been there for me since day one, knows all my secrets, knows how my homelife really is. There isn’t a single thing that she doesn’t know. Well, she doesn’t know one, but she will. Soon I hope. Once I became King of Hawkins High, we kind of… drifted apart for a while, but once we came back to each other, it was like… we never drifted. She was even there for me when Nancy broke up with me. She’s never once left my side since we… drifted back, I guess.
“She hated my friends, but endured their presence for me. Especially Tommy H. and Carol. Liv always wanted to punch her in the face. I remember her being so excited for me when I was announced prom king, but flabbergasted when she won queen. She didn’t even want it.”
I smiled when Robin said, “Really?”
“Yeah,” Steve chuckled. “She hated being in the spotlight like that. Even when we walked the halls after…” He paused, not wanting to reveal the night he and I got together. He cleared his throat. “After Nance and I broke up. Liv and I were pretty quick to get together, but I think most people expected it because no one really talked about it. She’s always careful to say the word bullshit around me because of Nancy.
“I never once compared her to Nance, not once. Liv’s everything she isn’t. Liv’s… been respectful these last eight months, she hasn’t rushed anything and we actually talk about things. It’s nice for a change. Like, I’m so in love with her, it’s ridiculous. I can see a future with her.
“And she’s freaking hilarious, always dropping dad jokes, saying the most random shit while we’re sitting in silence and it’s uncomfortable for her. I’ve laughed with her more than I have anyone else, besides you, of course. Liv’s way smarter than me, too. She used to help me with my homework. Because of her, I know what a hivemind is. She’s not anyone I’ve ever met before.”
I was full on silently sobbing at his words at this point. I didn’t know he felt that way. I mean, I felt the same way, but I wasn’t about to burst into the bathroom and tell him that. That was for a more intimate moment that I was dying to share with him.
Stepping back into the mall, I wiped my eyes, a smile on my face as I did so. Once this was all over, I was going to share that moment with Steve. I’ve been with one other guy, but it was only because of a stupid bet he had going with his buddies. Happened Sophomore year.
I turned around to make my way to the right when I crashed into a body that belonged to my little brother.
Putting his hands on my shoulders, he asked, “Hey, you okay? Did you find Steve?”
Sniffling, I decided to lie to him. “No. I–I didn’t find them.”
Dustin went around me to the bathroom door, hearing Robin and Steve laughing about something. He, Erica and myself walked into the bathroom before Dustin said, “Okay. What the hell?”
“Damn, you sound like a parent,” I said. I went to the mirror to check my mascara, thanking the makeup gods that it didn’t smear. Seeing Steve approach behind me in the mirror, I smiled, turning to face him. Putting my arms around his neck, I breathed in deeply, feeling his arms go around my waist. “I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you, too,” he whispered back, leaning in to press his lips to mine in a sweet, loving kiss.
“Hey, love birds!” Dustin said, breaking us apart. “You can suck face later. Right now, we have to blend in.” I rolled my eyes as he went to the door, slowly opening it, the four of us standing behind him before the five of us looked out of the door. “Okay. And… blend.”
We all walked out into the mall, Steve and I hand in hand, doing our best to blend in with the crowds that just came out of the theaters.
“Well, shit that worked,” Erica said.
“ ‘Course it worked,” Dustin said. I could hear the smile on his face. “Now, we just have to get on the bus with the rest of these plebes, and home sweet home, here we come.”
“Uh, Hendersons?” Steve said.
“What?” Dustin and I said.
“Yeah, we might not wanna go to your house.”
Looking at Steve's profile, I asked, “What the hell did you do?”
“Well, I might’ve told them both of your full names.”
“What is wrong with you?” Dustin whisper-yelled.
“Dude, I was drugged.”
“So?”
“So?”
“Babe, you were supposed to resist,” I groaned.
“You tough it out,” Dustin said. “You tough it out like a man.”
“Oh, yeah, it’s easy for you to say,” Steve said.
“You two fight like siblings,” I breathed.
“Guys?” Robin said after we rounded a corner, stopping us from walking any further.
We saw two Russian men talking with some people from the crowd, one of them looking in our direction.
“Abort,” Dustin said, reaching back to grab my hand, the other man looking in our direction as well. “Abort. Abort.” We turned and started running back the way we came to the escalators, but they had that velvet thing in front of them, blocking anyone from using them.
“Shit,” I said. “Slide down the middle.”
Robin went first, then Erica, Dustin, myself and Steve at the end. Running toward Great Cookie, none of us stopped until we were all over the counter, hiding behind it. I tried quieting my breaths as I heard multiple guards, one of them saying something that I couldn’t understand.
It was quiet for about 15 or 30 seconds before we all jumped at the sound of the car alarm going off. “Sweet shit,” I whispered, hearing the sound of the car crashing afterward.
Turning around, I placed my hands on the counter, pulling myself up and peaking over, seeing all the Russians dead on the floor, the hubcap spinning around until it ultimately stopped before we looked at where the car landed, the underside facing us.
Wanting to see how the car ended that way, I turned my head to the left, looking up and seeing El. Mike, Lucas, Max, Will, Nancy and Jonathan showing up behind her a few moments later.
“Fuck yes,” I whispered, a smile on a my face.
Leaping over the counter of Great Cookie, I made my way towards their group, immediately going to hug El as Dustin said, “You flung that thing like a Hot Wheel!”
Embracing El, I let my tears flow, happy to see her. “I’m so happy to see you!” I voiced. Pulling back, I smiled at her before wiping the blood from her nose, wiping it on my shorts. “That was awesome, El! I know that took a lot from you.”
Chuckling, she said, “It did. I’m happy to see you, too.”
“Ask them, it’s their fault,” Erica said, sassy as ever.
“Oh, yeah, blame it on us,” I said, keeping one arm on El, but turning to face Erica, the now twelve of us in a circle.
“It’s absolutely our fault,” Steve said.
“I don’t understand what happened to that car,” Robin said.
“El flung it with her mind,” I said, duh tone to my voice. “She has superpowers.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Superpowers,” Steve said. “She threw it with her mind. C’mon, catch up.”
“Basically what I just said,” I retorted. “And how long did it take for me to explain El to you last year?”
“That’s El?” Erica asked.
“Who’s El?” Robin asked.
“I’m sorry,” Nancy said. “Who are you?”
“No need to get snippy, Nance.” Me.
“I’m Robin, I work with Steve.” Robin.
“She cracked the top secret code.” Dustin.
“Which is how we found out about the Russians.” Steve.
“Russians?” Jonathan asked. “What Russians?”
Pointing behind us, I exclaimed, “The Russians!”
“Some of them,” Erica said.
“What are you talking about?” Lucas asked.
“Didn’t you hear our code red?” Dustin asked.
“Yeah.” Mike. “But I couldn’t understand half of what you were saying.”
“Goddamn low battery.”
“How many times do Liv and I have to tell you with the low battery?” Steve exclaimed.
“Yeah, well everything worked out, didn’t it?”
“We almost freaking died!” I exclaimed, feeling El move away from me.
“Yeah, but we didn’t.”
“But we almost did! It was pretty damn close.”
“Okay, Russians?” Lucas asked. “As in, they’re working for the Russian government?”
“What is it that you’re not comprehending?” Dustin asked.
“Is he not speaking English?” I asked.
“We have a full-blown Red Dawn situation.”
“So this has nothing to do with the gate?” Max asked.
“It’s got everything to do with the gate…,” I said, looking behind me at Eleven on the ground. “Holy shit.”
Mike was the first to jump into action, running to her and kneeling down by her side.
“What’s wrong with her?” Erica asked.
“What’s wrong?” Mike asked, looking down at El.
“My leg, my leg,” El whimpered.
“Her leg, her leg, okay,” Jonathan said, taking the wrapped bandage from her leg.
Once her leg was visible, we all voiced our disgusts, tears springing to my eyes at seeing her leg looking like it was severely infected and… moving on the inside? It looked almost like a worm moving inside.
El screamed, and a tear slid down my cheek.
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Happy Halloween! Here’s how 141 + Los Vaqueros celebrate the spookiest day of the year 🎃 (Partially 18+ NSFW)
(DISCLAIMER: my headcanons are my own; I’m an American so some of them might be Americanized. I don’t fully know many details regarding Día de Los Muertos, so I will not in good faith speak much about it in this post)
Captain Price
He’s not dressing up BUT he does go all out decorating for it. His permanent residence, his office, and if he’s on deployment he does what he can.
Really enjoys handing out candy. He loves seeing what costumes the kids/teens come up with every year.
He’s the dad that gets angry when kids TP his house.
MIGHT let you take him to a Halloween party, and if you do get him to dress up it will be something super simple like draping a white sheet over his head and cutting out eye holes😂
If you don’t go to a party, he’ll hang with you at home and watch scary movies with you
(Personally I don’t like horror bc I get nightmares easily so I’d like to think he’s very protective and cute about it🥹)
Will absolutely rail you in your costume when the night is over. Bonus points if you dressed in something intentionally sexy.
Soap
If anything, he’s the one dragging you to a Halloween party.
He’s dressing up as Ghost. Plans WEEKS ahead of time so he can steal one of his masks, rather than making his own since he knows Ghost’s are good quality.
Wherever he ends up this night, he’s getting FUCKED up if he has nothing going on the next day.
He’s helping the kids TP Price’s house🤪
Personally, the relationship dynamic I’d have with Soap is that Halloween is one day of the year (out of a few) where he can properly slut himself out; he deserves it. Like yes bestie put on your sexy devil costume and have fun💜
At the end of the night tho, he’s in your bed doing… ungodly things to and with you 😈
Ghost
He’ll maybe let you drag him to a costume party but complains the ENTIRE time.
Under no circumstances will he dress up. “I already wear a mask everyday, so there’s no point in wearing a different one tonight.”
Would much rather stay home watching horror movies. Lights off so he’s just… sitting there… in a dark ass room… watching something unreasonably scary, like Hereditary (2018) or a classic like The Exorcist (1973).
Gaz
He’s hosting the costume party. Even if the team is deployed, he’s gonna do what he can to make the best of it.
There WILL be a costume contest and Price never wins😃 Price kind of complains a bit about it like “Ugh another year without a win😒” but never actually does anything to help himself lol
He and Soap argued over who would dress up as Ghost. Obviously Soap won eventually so Gaz is stuck tryna figure something else out.
This year, he’s dressing up as Ken, but not like in the Insufferable Straight Man Trying To Win Feminism Points kind of way.
Alejandro
Absolutely fucking KILLS IT at Gaz’s Halloween party every year and has a winning streak in the costume contest.
Always hella creative with his costumes and gets super into it. He probably makes it himself and he goes, like, full cosplay about it.
This year he’s giving… Beetlejuice vibes, don’t ask me why. Broadway!Beetlejuice, specifically. Even makes his own snake like they have on stage, but smaller so he can have it chillin on his shoulder or something.
Rudy
This year he’s dressing up as Lydia so he can match with Alejandro. Even if we’re talking RudyxReader and AlejandroxReader, he’s still gonna go matching with his bestie.
Since he and Alejandro are both Mexican, they’re observing Día de Los Muertos together and with their families.
Between the two of them, Rudy is the one decorating for Halloween because Alejandro spends so damn much time working on his costume.
Spends so much time decorating for Halloween and preparing for Day of the Dead that he nearly forgets to get a costume but it’s fine this year because Lydia from Beetlejuice is quite a simple idea and Alejandro can hem a cheap dress in an instant🥰
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Steddie Fic Recs. Part 7!
Previous Recommendations: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six
I tend to post these on Tuesday, but I passed the fuck out last night. So, here it is on Wednesday, lol. No themes or anything here. Enjoy these fics if you choose to read them.
If there are any Tumblr blogs tagged and you'd like to not be, feel free to reach out to be removed. I have no qualms doing so. I respect y'all.
As always, the tags and themes vary on all of these fics. Heed all tags, ratings, and archive warnings with caution.
moonbeam by mourningshowers @keycarabiner
“Eddie hums. ‘We’ll figure something out,’ he tells Steve, like they’re friends or something. Like they’ll see each other somewhere after this and won’t just let their eyes skip over one another’s faces—like they’ll actually call out to one another, sit down, catch up.
Steve knows better. Knows their tentative alliance doesn’t exist outside of this mediocre 24-hour diner, at nearly midnight a few days after the Fourth of July. They both know it, Eddie’s just pretending not to.
Strangely enough, it doesn’t stop Steve from saying, ‘Sure.’”
Chapters: 1/1, WC: 6,198, Rating: Teen and Up no Archive Warnings apply
Different First Meeting AU
Post Season 3
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2. you don’t know (what hell you put me through) by jewishrat420 @jewishrat420
“Steve kisses Eddie for the first time in the Upside Down.”
Chapters: 1/1, WC: 937, Rating: Mature without using Archive Warnings
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3. Pancakes For Dinner by Soldotna_And_Queens @soldotnaandqueens
“Eddie sighs, looking up towards the sky, his eyes scanning the clouds like he’s looking for something, anything at all that could keep him from saying what’s on his mind. ‘I want to eat pancakes for dinner with them.’
‘What?’ Steve asks, his brow furrowing.
‘I want to make pancakes for dinner and sit in bed all night laughing. I wanna cuddle on the couch and watch Star Trek while they ask a million questions because they just don’t get it, and when we’re sick or have a cold, we can lay in bed and watch cartoons. I want to get stuck in their head to the point that they’re always thinking about me even at work when they should be focusing on whatever they are doing. I want to get dressed up and go to a nice dinner only to not make it past the front door before getting undressed again and spending the night in bed instead, taking each other apart and drowning in each other.’ Eddie babbles, a far away look slipping onto his face.
Or
How Eddie cryptically confesses his feelings for Steve and Steve can’t let him die without telling him he loves him too.”
Chapters: 1/1, WC: 10,439, Rating: Mature with Archive WarningsCanon Divergence AU
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4. Summer ‘86 by how_about_no @goditsmeagain
“After everything that happened during Spring Break, life for everyone in Hawkins returned to somewhat normal. Well, aside from Steve’s new friendship with one Eddie Munson.
The gang decide they all deserve a break and head to Steve’s family beach house for a week, featuring copious amounts of fluff, found family bonding, blurring (or completely ignoring) the line between platonic and romantic, and bullying being considered flirting.”
Chapters: 12/12, WC: 51,300, Rating: Mature no Archive Warnings applyPart of a series: Summer ‘86 Verse
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Please please tell me your ideas I will be so normal about it I am not at all desparate for Broken Masquerade content
Boy I have so many ideas I actually need to put this in a draft to list all of the brainrot things I’ve had circling in my head!! This does include some negative things so feel free for me to ask to tag.
All of the colleges (Particularly Harvard) adding Thaumaturgy to their classes is extremely cool in the canon and I think there should be many more schools
Site-43 College beloved I want to go there so badly please be real c’mon :[
Those Facebook mom groups…oh boy there’s so much drama
Lord help all the poor kids with minor anomalous power
Segregation with schools, even restaurants
A lot of anomalies end up in homeless shelters because not many jobs are willing to take the backlash of anomalous employees
Shitty parents faking their kid having a dangerous anomaly so they can send them away
Because they think the foundation would just kill them because of all the propaganda
You know that the cults are gonna take advantage of this to try and grow their numbers
Chaos Insurgency propaganda against the foundation
A flag that shows your support for the foundation, GOC, anomalies hanging outside your home
New Genders from the tumblrinas like us
Twitter DNI’s are a genuine hell
‘DNI IF YOU SUPPORT SCP’S/THREAT ENTITIES/OBJECTS’
‘Block me if you call anomalies SCP’s that’s a slur’
Speaking of slurs there’s probably a lot more
COTBG members constantly calling the Nälkan’s Sarkics just to piss them off
And Maxwellium members getting real pressed over internet drama
Someone trying to make the nicknames the Serpents Hand has into a slur
Dr. Glass walking down the street and just has someone scream ‘JAILER’ at him and he is desperately trying to not commit a crime
Also Twitter being Twitter
‘Is it wrong to kin SCP-076-2? I’d murder too if I was under the ocean.’
Extremely dangerous TikTok trends involving anomalies that makes both the GOC and SCP have collective heart attacks
Some girl posts a video from a foundation site doing Macarena during a breach and is just immediately cancelled on every platform
You know there’s gonna be dumbass teenagers trying to find some real dangerous shit to seem cool
‘Oh a lake full of bodies that makes you enter through mind control??? Sounds cool and not totally dangerous I’m gonna find it and go swimming’
Gonna readmore this it’s getting long lol
Five missing teens later the foundations getting slandered even though they did nothing
Articles with the ‘How to tell if ‘X’ is an anomaly’
Of course they’re bullshit and usually offensive
Charities to support anomalies
An actual cult around 2662 that didn’t spawn anomalously
You fucking know that the Christian’s will either take 343 well or absolutely horrifically
There’s also two sides of people when it comes to Cain and Able
The ones who hate Cain and think Able is reasonable and the people who think the opposite
Cain’s also not allowed to leave site-17 for more than just the fact he’d kill plant life it’s for his own safety tbh
Meri does get chances to wander the woods! Just..not in public because they rampage that would happen with the amount of broken phones and cars would be horrible
Iris gets to go home because she deserves it
I feel like Gerald would become a meme in general and people pay his hospital bills for him lmao
Parents keeping their kids out of school and switching to online or homeschooling to keep them away from anomalies
Conversion camps to send your kid to so people can ‘release them from their curse’
Those got the serpents hand real heated
Speaking of them they have the snarkiest Twitter account ever and just roast the living hell out of every word that comes out of the foundations mouth
Podcasts
So many fucking podcasts
There already is a writing on the broken masquerade hub of the foundation making a video with outdated slang to appeal to kids
But I think Dr. Gears should just stare at a camera and say swag with a straight face it would be beautiful
Kondraki, Clef and Gears get called dilfs and not a single one of them knows what it means
‘Kain’s the goodest boy’ even though he’s morally corrupt as fuck is very common
But he will Fuckin run if you even try to touch him he does not need his fur messes up
Ok I don’t want this to be a mile long so I’ll stop here but!!!
If you want more dm me so we can talk 👀👀👀 I need SCP friends
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“It’s good, buddy,” Matt says, voice soft and faintly shaking, fingertips skimming over Foggy’s hair. “You’re doing good.”
[soft soft college praise kink]
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“You’re really not gonna take that thing off?” she asks, amused, reaching up to flick gently at one of the points.
“I can’t,” he says, sighing. “If you know who I am, things will be more dangerous for both of us.”
“So you’re saying that I’d recognize you,” she says, fingers running down one of his cheeks slowly, tracing his jaw, gripping his chin. “Local celebrity?”
[i almost wrote a battison fic lol]
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“. . .how did we end up in bed together, exactly?” Matt asks.
“You kissed me twice,” Foggy says. “Once accidentally and once on purpose.”
“. . .and then you kissed me,” Matt says, faintly, leaning back in his chair. The memory of Foggy pressing up against the wall outside of Josie’s suddenly smacks him in the face.
“Yep,” Foggy says.
[a wake up naked together fic]
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“Foggy, I know that we should talk about this,” Matt says, running his hands down Foggy’s side, slipping underneath his shirt when he hits his hips, “but I don’t—I don’t wanna—”
“Talk about this?” Foggy asks, amused.
Matt has a dark look on his face before he backs Foggy up and presses him up against the wall, bodies pressed together, electricity between them.
“Stop,” he says, kissing him, breath hot when he angles his head toward Foggy’s neck. “I don’t want to stop.”
[unknown context]
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“I don’t know why you like me sometimes,” Matt says, almost casually, in the middle of a movie night where they’re pressed up together in Foggy’s bed—something distracting enough that it takes a few seconds before that sentence hits Foggy in the head.
“What?” he asks, sitting up.
“Uh, nothing,” Matt says, laughing softly. “I just—I know you kind of have to hang out with me because I’m your roommate but the fact that you actually want to is—it’s nice. And surprising.”
“What?” Foggy repeats, gaping at him. “It’s surprising that I like you? What the fuck?”
[foggy compliments matt everyday until eventually one of them confesses their ardent love]
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"Are we going to own up to the fact that something's happening between us?" Foggy asks, quietly, leaning into Matt a little more. There's not a lot of room in the storage closet that Marci trapped them in after a week of them fighting but he's not letting Matt get away.
"No," Matt says, equally quiet.
"Seriously?" Foggy asks, laughing. "We--we fucked, Matt. You're just gonna act like we didn’t?"
They weren't even that drunk. It just. Happened.
[internalized homophobia matt, my beloved]
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“I feel like I should just shut up and let this happen, but—I mean, are you—gay? Bi? Do you actually want the sex part?” Foggy asks.
“I don’t know, but—I want to get on my knees for you,” Matt says, smiling faintly. “What does that mean?”
“That God is real,” Foggy says.
[gentle bro dom foggy heals matt with his dick: a storied genre]
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“have i done the research,” casey says, scoffing as she hauls a totebag up from the floor and dumps two huge binders onto her bed, neon post-it notes poking out of every corner. “i almost drowned in microfiche, you son of a bitch.”
“don’t say true things about my mother,” alex says, with absolutely no heat, dropping onto her bed and picking one of them up, making a soft oof noise. “jesus, you did this over a weekend?”
“no rest,” casey says, darkly. “four thousand shots of espresso. i also figured out who the zodiac killer is and attempted to seduce the cute male librarian.”
[witchy teen novel]
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“You know you have to go back to class eventually, right?” Matt asks, on the second day, placing a hand on Foggy’s bed and waiting for Foggy to take it before he climbs up to sit next to him.
“Or—get this, Murdock,” Foggy says, letting Matt pull him close to his side. “I drop out and become a wandering troubadour. How fast do you think I can pick up guitar?”
“You can’t leave me here alone,” Matt says, warmly, kissing the side of his head. “I wouldn’t make it.”
“Nah,” Foggy says. “You’d be fine without me. We’ll get you a guide dog or something.”
[BIPOLAR FOGGY, MY BELOVED]
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“You think I should worship you,” Guillermo says.
“Well. . .” Nandor says, gesturing at himself like it’s an obvious answer.
[no clue where this was going but presumably smut]
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“They got Betsy Wallace,” Jake says, before she’s even got the door fully open.
“Hot evil talking head Betsy Wallace?” Emma asks.
Tobin makes a noise like he forgot how to speak and they both look over at him to see that he looks nothing short of terrified.
“What just happened in your beautiful mind?” Emma asks.
“That’s my ex,” he says, faintly.
“Your ex,” Jake repeats.
“I. . .dated Betsy Wallace,” he says, nodding. “For, like, a year.”
“You dated a Republican?” Emma asks, making a face.
“I dated an opportunist,” he says. “She’ll go to whoever pays her the most.”
“I mean, good for her,” Emma says, absent-mindedly, googling Betsy’s name and laughing when her picture pops up. “God, she’s blonde. Like, very blonde.”
“She dyes it,” Tobin says, darkly.
[the senate race fake fiancee romcom]
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