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I Can Do it With a Broken Heart | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader | 18+ | PREVIEW

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Summary: You and Eddie have both had crap luck on dates lately, nothing that can't be fixed with a strawberry milkshake. However, he gets asked out on a date and it goes well...until it turns your life on its head and he forgets how to pick up the phone. You don't even care that he's dating someone else you just want your best friend back.

Warnings: idiots in love, best friends to lovers, ANGST, brief EddiexChrissy, ooc Chrissy, attempted SA, bestfriend!Steve, and needy, desperate smut that makes it all worth it.

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The puff of smoke that leaves his lips as you approach him should not be this gorgeous, it’s practically unfair. “Hey, Eds.”

He dusts the filter, killing it on the cement table he sits at as he blows out one more puff. “Hey, sweetheart.”

Just from that particular look in his eye, you can tell something is on his mind. “You okay, there, Munson?”

He smirks, effortlessly standing up. “I suppose. I’m not sure how to react. Or how you’ll react.”

Your brows meet your hairline, watching his mind move at a million miles per hour. “Ok, Eddie this better be about a new class of creatures in DnD, or something, because you’re scaring me.”

He smiles, nodding his head over to the halls that lead toward the front door of the campus. “Someone asked me out on a date, earlier, today.”

Your brows furrow, biting back the jealousy that eats at your chest. Every little part of you holds back the monster that threatens to class its way out, to snarl and hiss at every girl that even so much as looks at him wrong. It’s hard to bite it back, to choke on it purposely, but if you must, you will.

It tastes like venom as you swallow it back down. “Oh, who?”

A faint pink spreads across Eddie’s cheeks, much to your dismay. Not once, in your fuck, what, seven, eight years, of friendship have you ever managed to see Eddie blush. (Just once but it was when you nearly walked in on him jerking himself off a few short years ago.) “Who?”

“Um Chrissy. Chrissy Cunningham?”

Your jaw drops, but your gut falls through the floor. You swear you hear it smash through the tilted floors and fall into the depths of hell.

“She asked you out?”

“Hey! Don’t act so surprised! A cheerleader could like me!”

That was the last thing on your mind. Of course a cheerleader could like Eddie, they’d be stupid not to. No. Every other girl that Eddie has either slept with, or gone on a date with brought no worry to your head, competition, per say. But a sweet girl like Chrissy, one that bore pretty blonde curls, a sweet smile and a sweet disposition, this is like your worst nightmare come true.

Thanks to the notion of living in a small town, you could recall 99% of the names that Eddie had told you, whether they be hookups or a date. Most of them didn’t intimidate you, only because, selfishly, you could nitpick at things you think wouldn’t work out with Eddie. Whether they were too vapid, too shallow, had none of the same interests as him, only shallowly liked him for his looks, or was a bully…you had something to give great comfort to you to prevent that little jealousy monster from clawing its way out.

This time, your brain wracked itself for some sort of answer. Some sort of flaw in the Queen of Hawkins High that could settle this uneasiness that has taken over your mind. Nothing. Nothing.

“I’m not surprised a cheerleader could like you, I’m surprised that Chrissy Cunningham asked you out,” you answer candidly, watching in step with him to where you supposed was his van. “I’m guessing you said yes?”

“I’d be crazy not to!” Eddie answered sheepishly, tugging at the sleeves of his leather jacket. “I’m taking her out on Friday night.”

“Ah, you’ll tell Steve to take Creeper off hold for us, then?”

Eddie stops mid stride, faltering, his brows pinched as he gives you those big brown eyes. “Shit. It totally slipped my mind.”

This is also new. Even as his dates would happen any previously made plans with him were always a priority. You just hope this isn’t a new habit of his.

“We’ll do it on Saturday, yeah?”

You nod, giving him the comfort you suddenly find yourself craving. From the pep in his step, the rosiness of his cheeks, the warm glint in his eyes, you can tell that he’s truly excited. As a best friend, you tried to be happy for him, however hard it is to make the smile on your face even remotely convincing.

Eddie curls his arm around your shoulder, tugging you along with him for what is probably another afternoon in his room, clouded by a haze of weed.

You smoked more than usual, if anything to allow his excitement and plans for his big date in two days to buzz into the background, the bong rippling through your lungs as a punishment for yourself.

Final word count is about 24k so I think I'll post on the 15 to give my editor a fighting chance. If you want to be tagged let me know <3

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader smut

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erwinsvow · 2 months

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Can’t stop thinking about reader when Rafe heads off with the cross at the end of s2… like imagine he doesn’t tell her anything and she thinks he’s ghosting her🙁 poor girl stuck through everything and (naively) believed he was innocent (I would too it’s ok we all have our moments) and now he just leaves her life without saying anything??

- 💓

wait this hurts!!!!! especially with a pogue reader or just a super sweet kook reader who literally has been defending him to everyone! even her parents who do not want her seeing rafe anymore... i can just imagine that heartbroken feeling and then when he comes back with a buzz and honestly soo different too, his personality changed so much in between 2 and 3. and the first time they see each other...

"you look good," rafe says, glancing over you like he always used to do, the same pretty, short dresses and cute shoes. there's a few things missing, the RC necklace you used to never take off, even when you're showering, the bracelet he got you when you two first started dating, the anklet he would always play with. it's all gone, a different necklace in its place. he can vaguely make out a new initial.

"thank you," you say quietly. you both stay silent for a minute, wondering what to say next. "your hair, it's different."

he runs a hand through his buzz, mind automatically floating back to how you used to run your fingers through his longer hair at any given opportunity-in bed about to fall asleep, on the couch watching some stupid movie together, in the back of his truck when he'd get between your legs and make you cum until you cried. then anger filters in, boiling his blood, wondering if some other guy is getting to see you like that now.

"yeah. s'hotter there, this is easier."

"i liked your long hair," you comment, smiling sweetly the way you always did towards him. you turn around, looking at some friends waiting for you. he doesn't notice a guy standing there, and he's thankful, because he doesn't think he could hold himself back if there was. "um, well, i should go." before you can turn around, he speaks again.

"i missed you. really, i did." you turn back, looking at him through watery eyes.

"really?" your voice is all choked up, which he hates. hates that you're crying and hates that he's the reason for your tears. "you missed me? that's why you didn't call or text? you disappeared."

"i had business to take care of, kid. i didn't-"

"you didn't have a phone? you couldn't write me a letter? you know how long i was here, waiting for you? everyone said i was stupid and i still waited-"

"y'not stupid-"

"yes i am rafe. i waited this whole time for you. i'm so stupid."

he gets closer, and you wish he wouldn't.

"not stupid. y'just a good girl. i'm sorry. i am, i am."

tears spill down, he wipes them away. you're sure your friends are staring, embarrassed if they see all your resolve caving in like this.

"can i ask you somethin'?" you look up, nodding. "you still waitin' for me?"

from this close, he can make out what your necklace says, the tiny little r pendant he once got you shaking as you nod your head.

#📮 asks #💓 anon #Rafe Cameron

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cupiohearts · 2 months

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I WISH YOU LOVE ! - reminiscing with gun.

(cant catch me now series). GUN VER. dg ver. goo ver

they see you everywhere. james, jonggun, joongoo. they find bits and pieces of you lying around in their pockets, their houses and memories. it depends on which one it is which scene they see you in.

for GUN, he cant figure out for the life of anyone why they would wish someone that moved on in life the best of luck. he was a selfish man. when you disappeared from him, he mutters bitterly to himself wishing curses upon your name. the tear drops on the letter you wrote to him being the symbolism behind it all.

why would he want you to do well without him? why did you have to leave him?

did you not care as much as you said you did? he furrows his eyebrow. taking another drag out of his cigarette while he watches the stupid couple on the street pick out matching items for each other.

"jonggun! jonggun! look come here! hurry up!" you hiss at him as you press your face against the glass of a window. it was the pet adoption center. a calico cat taking a nap in the window as you cood at it.

that was the ugliest cat hes ever seen. it's eyes looked a bit too similar to the one you always give him when you want him to do something ridiculous for you.

"its cute" he gruffly says. you raise an eyebrow at him and made a face "youre a big fat liar. when we grow old with joongoo and james! we should all get a cat together!"

you giggle as you wiggled your finger at the cat. your breath fogging up the glass and when you pulled away he could see a slight bit of lipgloss- or lip tint- or whatever you were wearing on your lips that left it all glossy and shimmery left on the window.

he didnt say anything about it. he probably shouldve. you left the window dirty with your makeup. the same lips he imagined himself kissing from to time.

he thinks again. gun is a selfish man. when he read the letter you gave him, he thinks to himself for a far longer period of time than what he would appreciate.

he picks up the small camera you left behind in your apartment. he kept it with him for some reason. it was to keep videos and photos of yourself so he wont forget all of the times hes had with you.

"gun stop! stop! stop- what in the world happened here?!" your voice can be heard from behind the camera. the camera work a bit shaky as you walk closer to the restaurant.

there were a lot of bodies on the floor. a lot. "did you take them all down by yourself?" you ask him. you already knew the answer. he didnt need to respond but he did "yes"

you let out a deep sigh "this was supposed to be a cute video! you just ruined it. i wanted to send my mom and dad videos of me while im still here!"

you never sent it. he almost wished you did. so your parents knew what your friends were in korea. gangsters hanging out with the most.. sane one. sane is a strong word. hed think more like you were the glue.

you held everyone together, but at the same time. you were the one keeping them in the past.

that wasnt what he thought as he read your note though.

while he reading the shaky lines with splotchy text. the tears you left on the paper made it all crumbly and the words were hard to read.

he could only wish you the worst time without him. you better not be happier than you were with him. thats how you made him feel. he felt like the vines growing around the fence around you. his growth was hindered by the boundaries you had. if you werent there, he wouldve probably never grown in the first place, but you were also the reason he couldnt get better.

even as he read the lines 'jongun, you are the one who destroyed me the most.' he felt a small smile come to his face. he really is the most selfish person he knew.

sooooo... im here. I DID THE SECONDPARTY YIPPEE 😋😋 is it messy idk

i havent proof read so im assuming its ok. if its ooc mb brother.

their personalities are hard to capture anyways live laufh love the lookism blondes <3 the hottest in the game frl

#lookism scenarios #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism fluff #gun lookism #gun x reader #park jonggun #jonggun x reader

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inmyhorrorsera · 9 months

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S5E8 "The Roast" thoughts:

Ok, I watched this episode three times and I'm still smiling. I love when you think and episode is gonna be about something because of its title and then surprise you when its all a misdirection (see also: Succession's "Connor's Wedding").

At first Laszlo's err… state intrigued me, love everyone projecting and imposing their own insecurities (Guillermo's secret, Nadja's hex) as a reason on why he is behaving like that. And of course it's a stupid reason 😭.

"And a flat pepsi for Guillermo". Oh Nandor, that's the worst thing you ever done to Guillermo, that's the worst thing you could do to anyone. And yes, I remember a certain S4 episode.

I screeched like a bird when Colin mentioned dreaming about being a baby under Laszlo's care, not only because I wanted this shit to happen since the past finale, but also I really thought the episode was going on that direction (and also bc its another W for my predictions).

Having said that, LOVED the nonchalance of Nadja and the others when they were like 'no, it wasn't a dream, that totally happened'.

I mentioned it in a separate post: they really had a Sweet Dee in IASIP moment when The Guide gave the roast idea, only to be ignored and then the same idea being stolen by a dude who is celebrated.

Seanie's poor brain it should be soup at this point, we don't know if he can hazily remember the event like it happened before.

What can I remember is his line after Nadja's roast because it was one of the biggest laughs for me: "Women CAN be funny!" I fucking loved it so much, it's the perfect condescending shit straight men say all the time, even when they're trying to be complementary to you they can't stop being garbage. It was a simple line but Anthony nailed the delivery and timing. Seriously, rewatch that part.

At first I was confused why all the jokes were so mid, but shortly I realized this episode wasn't about the roast at all, lol.

Just by watching screenshots of other users I noticed that in the scene of Nandor resting his head on Guillermo's shoulder there's a BIG flame between them. LMAO. There's no way that is unintentional.

Good for The Guide being the catalyst of Baron Afanas learning the truth. I was demanding more screen time for her lately, so having some incidence in the main plot goes on the plus column.

The other guests present at the roast being shocked at the knowledge of Guillermo killing vampires surprised me; I always assumed Guillermo being a familiar/slayer was a known fact in the vampire community after his very public massacre at the Théâtre des Vampires.

Fuck yeah when I realized this is a Doug Jones spotlight episode, I just fuckin ahgdjkaksdf, love him, perfect, no notes.

The Baron being terrifying!! Guillermo was seriously scared for the others and he barely tried to show off his Van Helsing abilities.

Nandor and Nadja begging the Baron to not hurt Guillermo!! 😭 Them being dragged while grabbing the cape!! 😭 They're spiritual siblings to me!! 😭😭

They really reminded me a little bro and sis begging their mom to not hit their beloved older brother with the chancla for talking back or something.

I fell for the two fake-outs with the sack lol I'm so gullible when it comes to vampires I guess.

NANDOR PAINFUL SOUNDS (MOANS???) WHEN HE BELIEVED HE WAS IN FRONT OF GUILLERMO'S INERT BODY. IT WAS SAD BUT ALSO A LITTLE HORNY!!!

"At least he died doing what he loved: beating off in the toolshed."

A wonderful small detail: After Laszlo opened fake Guillermo with the knife he cleaned his hands on The Guide's dress.

Idc if you think its dark, the whole 'Nandor will kill you and then kill himself' bit becoming a recurring joke it's peak writing.

I wish I can say something more serious about Baron Afanas' sadness over how boring his life is now. But I just keep thinking that the way he talks about his homelife with The Sire and the Hellhound sounds exactly when a dude has a middle life crisis and suddenly he doesn't enjoy his marriage anymore. They're husbands!! And I loved how cunty he looked at the end all half-charred (see posted gif) Queen!

Now, the Nandermo of it all: What more can I say than incoherent screaming and foaming from the mouth? Episodes 8 are all about them again!! Nandor on the window looking all cliched melancholic heroine of a romance novel?? How relieved he was when he found him in the coffin??? Him still remembering Guillermo's card word for word???!! Knowing that this toxic dark sided devotion goes both ways???!!! Borrowing the words of Fleabag: THIS IS A LOVE STORY.

Seriously, I know all these soft Nandor moments are here so the heartbreak when he learns about Guillermo being turned it's even bigger. But still denying that there is a romantic undertone between these two it's just being purposely adamant at this point (i'm looking at you wwdits reddit). Even if nothing explicitly romantic happens on screen, just by watching these moments, I know, we know.

Now, go listen to the ending song again. You will not regret it.

#i wish nandermo enjoyers only good dreams tonight!#to the others sorry err for me keep winning and being right #nandermo #wwdits #what we do in the shadows #wwdits thoughts

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marcyyss · 2 years

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' Loving at the distance '

Vance hopper x reader

( Reader and Vance are 15 )

Summary: You love Vance Hopper, one day he appears with a girl so you decided to make him jealous, even if he doesn't know about your existence!

This one is short, and prob the next one is the last part!! Pls give ideas for the next part so it wont be so short :(

After what happened, you called Bruce to search for comfort and platonic love..

Which you didn't get, he laughed at you

— " YOU CAN'T BE *THAT* BAD "

— " yes i am! I ruined everything "

— " How the FUCK you can say that to your YEARS crush, are you stupid? "

He said as he laughed at you, at least he was a good friend and told you that he is going to your house with ice cream

- 15 minutes lateer -

— " Ok but seriously, how can people ALWAYS have ice cream in their house? Like im not broke but i dont have THAT much money to buy ice cream everyday "

Bruce was talking about life, like he always do and you were crying in the sofa, like you always do

— " oh my god y/n, stop crying for that idiot, plus he already has a girlfriend "

— " But I can be his girlfriend! "

— " Keep dreaming y/n i dont think thats going to happen anytime soon "

— " Weren't you here to comfort me?! "

— " Nah, im here to eat ice cream, watch tv and make fun of you, like, my 3 favorites things in the world together "

You sobbed again, and he rolled his eyes and hugged you

— " Ugh Fine... Dont be sad y/n, there are a lot of people out there plus he isn't that pretty you know? He should brush his hair "

— " If i was his girlfriend i could brush it.. "

— " Okay, now you are just being pathetic, stop crying for him! You stalk him all summer and he knows it, and doesnt say anything to you, he doesn't care about you "

— " You're rigth, i should stop looking after him "

You sigh, and your hopes of being with Vance leaves your body..

BUT

Your hopes of being with someone new makes you feel good, you were pretty enough, some boys at school already asked you out so you guess you are really pretty

— " You're rigth Bruce! I deserve more then him! "

— " Exactly! I love when you listen to me and not your dumbass heart "

— " Im pretty rigth? Like, i could have a pretty boyfriend, and then Vance will look what he missed "

— " Yeah, um, i wouldn't say that you are prettier then ME but yeah, you are.. something "

You runned to the bathroom and started brushing your hair and putting makeup on your face

— " Hey Bruce, do you know anyone that has a crush on me? "

— " Uuuh, yeah? A 12 year old.. "

— " Come on, help me on this one, you said i should stop crushing on Vance so im trying and you are no help "

— " Ok.., um, yeah Mike has a crush on you, he told me that he wanted to asked you out someday "

— " Uuh.. He's not really my type but i guess it can work "

— " By the way, why are you putting makeup? Its like 1 am "

— " .. Fuck you're rigth. "

When school begin, you and and Mike were taking, he seem nerveous to talk to you but you were trying to find anything atractive in him, so you can like him back

— " So Mike.. Do you want to go to the park someday? Like.. In a date? "

— " A d-date? Suresuresuresure i'll go with you anywhere if you want "

"Weirdo" you thought, you were kinda disgusted by him, but you tried to look kind and pretty, but in the inside you thought if there was ANYONE ELSE who liked you and was atractive, it seems like you could only think on Vance and how handsome he was

The bell ringed, so your nigthmare of talking to Mike the weirdo was over, as you were walking to your class, mr. Vance hopper grabbed you by the arm

— " Dont think you would get away with this bullshit, really, whats on your fucking mind you weirdo? You dont have a brain? "

— " Hey let me go asshole, i need to go to class "

— " Yeah no shit, you wont go anywhere with that idiot, you will go out with me "

— " YOU? Yeah, no thanks but im really over you so your chance are none "

— " Im not asking, im telling you that you will, see you in grab and go at the same hour as always "

He left after saying that "asshole" you thought, as you were going to that fucking date with him..

Okay maybe you will, you are not THAT over him.. But of course Bruce will be there because maybe Vance wants to beat the hell out of you, and someone has to be there to recognize your body

Thats the only reason

Rigth?

Pls give ideas for the next part so it wont be so short 😭😭

#vance hopper x reader #vance hopper #the blackphone #the black phone x reader #tbp #tbp era #robin arellano x reader #robin arellano #finney blake x reader #finney blake #bruce yamada x reader #bruce yamada #fluff #headcanons #fanfic

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missuswalker · 10 months

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PLS DO A PART TWO OF NOTES I LOVE IT!!!!

notes, pt. two || craig tucker x fem reader

✮ summary: after the boy you'd hated for so long asks you on a date, you realize he's not so bad (pt three here) ✮ warnings: none

"i'll pick you up at five"

The text I had been staring at for what felt like forever.

I was actually going on a date with Craig Tucker. After the day he'd asked me out, we exchanged numbers and planned our date. We decided Denny's was good enough since neither of us cared to do anything fancy.

It was only 4:58, and already, I heard honking outside. Surprisingly, he was already here. I honestly expected him to be late. I couldn't tell if I was excited, nervous, or dreading this. Sighing, I pick up my keys, and begin to head out.

Since my parents weren't home, I walked right out, locking the front door behind myself. Now or never, I guess. Turning around, I see Craig rolling the passenger side window down, one hand on his steering wheel and the other flipping me off. What I noticed first, though, was the small smile on his face.

Something in my head totally shifted, and suddenly, I found myself completely ready for this date. Walking down to the curb, I give him an eye roll, though I also had a small grin.

As I reached for the handle, I hear the click of the lock. "Did you just lock the door on me?" I scoff, jiggling the handle. "Looks like you're gonna have to crawl through the window, babe."

Babe?

"Very funny. Unlock the door, Tucker." With a quiet snicker, he unlocks it, leaning over the middle console to push the door open for me. I almost felt flustered in a way, but dismissed those feelings as I hopped into the dark blue pickup.

The ride was silent, but it was comfortable. My leg bounces from the nerves, but stops as a gentle hand lands on my knee. I look over to Craig, feeling a bit baffled, but his eyes stay on the road.

"What the hell?" He mumbles, pulling into the Denny's parking lot. It was empty. "Is it closed?" I ask, craning my neck to look for a sign. "Shit. I guess so." Craig huffs, one of his fingers tapping on my knee as he thinks.

"We could go back to my place and watch a movie," He suggests after a moment of uncomfortable quietness. "Yeah, ok," I reply, my voice quieter. The nervousness was back. I can see him glance at me in my peripheral vision, but I keep my gaze forward. I didn't know what was so nerve wracking about going back to his place, but I couldn't get it out of my head.

After about another fifteen minutes, we pulled into his driveway. His hand leaves my knee, moving to put his car in park. Letting out a sigh, he turns to me. "You good?"

What the hell did that mean? "I'm good." I answer, pushing the door open and hopping out. He does the same, leading me to his front door. "When we go in, just keep walking, don't even look at my parents," He says, unlocking his front door. We do just that, Craig leading me up the stairs to his room.

The tension was thick as he shuts the door behind him, walking to his desk and picking up his laptop. "You can sit, dumbass," he says, his tone playful as he gestures to his bed. "Shut up," I scoff, but kick off my shoes, taking a seat on his bed.

"You like blue or something?" I ask, noticing most everything he owned was blue. "Not at all, why do you ask," he answers sarcastically, giving me a deadpan expression. Now standing over me, he says, "that's my side." I give him a confused look. "Huh?" He rolls his eyes, pushing my legs. "This is my side of the bed, move over."

"I'm the guest," I say, moving over to the other side anyways. Craig drops down beside me, opening his laptop. "Yeah, whatever," He snorts, pulling up Netflix. "You care about what we watch?" He asks, scrolling through the home page. "Not really," I hum, looking down at the screen.

We end up picking some stupid looking horror movie, the awkward tension at its strongest. Only about fifteen minutes into the movie, I felt his eyes burning into the side of my head. I look at him, noticing his brows furrowed.

"What?"

Then his lips were on mine. His hand moves to my chin, his fingers pleasantly gentle. After I got over the initial shock, I began to kiss back.

Well, shit.

I was totally head over heels for Craig Tucker.

a/n: GUYS I WAS GIGGLING

also i'm doing my best to get requests out quickly, if i haven't gotten to yours, i'm not ignoring it! surprisingly, i already have quite a few, so i'm sorry if it takes a while to get a response!

#craig tucker #craig tucker x reader #x reader #south park fanfiction #south park #south park x reader #south park imagines

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wrathofrats · 7 months

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Day 11: marking/ breath play

Prompts by @kroas-adtam

Swiss and dew have to be weird about the face paint bc its fucking swiss and dew

“Honestly I wished they’d just give me a balaclava at this point” Swiss sighed as he looked up meeting dews gaze.

It was always hard for dew to not stare at Swiss while he put his face paint on. The black paint covered the tips of his fingers as he smeared it onto his face and mouth. Swiss claimed it was faster than using a sponge, and less wasteful. Always mumbling something about not being bothered to actually do it properly, it was going to smear anyways.

“Harder to breathe though, and you can’t sing. Think I rather have the paint”

Swiss squirted another thick glob of paint into his hands, rubbing it around before wiping on the other cheek. He took special care to get it into his stubble, tried to get as even of a coat as he could, even if it would be faded and streaky within the hour. His fingers left marks on his face as he worked, lines and texture coming through once it started to get tacky.

“Eh, you could just put a hole in the fabric”

The entirety of his hands were covered in the stuff now, The rough calluses and veins sharply outlined. Swiss’ hands were so big, especially compared to dew, long thick fingers completely stained an inky black, faded to grey around his wrists. He doesn’t even know how Swiss could get that messy in the time they had. He doesn’t think he cares anyways.

“Wouldn’t that look stupid?”

Swiss just shrugs.

“Do I look ok?” He smiles

“Same as you always do”

Swiss leans on his elbow to stand up and push his chair back. He raises his hands in the air to attempt to not get the paint anywhere else. The venue's vanity still winds up getting black streaks on it, but they’ll clean it up later.

“Can you help me wash this off?” Swiss asks

Dew looks at him confused, Swiss usually does it himself. A quick run to the bathroom and he’s usually out in 5 minutes to start grabbing things from the crew. They don’t have much time anyways, about 15 minutes to call, nothing about the plan makes sense.

It was hard to get used to the chaos. Swiss always making up convoluted plans that end up with someone in trouble, or hurt, and on the off chance everything went right it usually still wasn’t a good idea in the first place. He doesn’t know he says yes, but he does anyways.

“Do you just use soap or-“ dews statement is cut off as Swiss quickly pulls him into a bathroom, slamming the door and clicking the lock in one swift motion before backing dew up against the wall.

“We don’t have fucking time for this swiss” dew tries to push against his chest and slip past him with a sigh. He knows these plans don’t end well for him, especially not when he has to be on stage in 13 minutes.

“Saw the way you were staring at me droplet” he gives Dew a crooked smile, white teeth contrasting sharply against the black paint. “Know you love the way my hands look like this”

“Shut up, can you just be weird later?”

“Cmon, you said you rather have the paint right?”

Dew rolls his eyes “you know what I meant, move”

Swiss wraps his hand around the back of dews head, thumbing at his lips, “hold still, gonna make you real fucking pretty”

Dew stops moving and watches Swiss intently, he smears the still wet paint on his hands onto dews lips and cheek where he holds him, the bitter chemical taste invading his taste buds. His cock kicks in his pants as Swiss’ thumb runs down his chin, hand wrapping around his throat.

“Just want to mark you as mine sweetheart, said you wanted this didn’t you?”

Dew hates the way Swiss smirks at him. He hates his confidence. He hates that he’s completely right. His senses are filled with the plasticy smell of the face paint and Swiss’ cologne as Swiss’ grip starts to get tighter, a warning, waiting for dew to tell him no.

He doesn’t.

The heel of his hand digs into his throat, cutting off his air supply. Dew closes his eyes and leans his head back against the cool concrete wall as his brain goes fuzzy at the edges, waiting for Swiss to let up.

Swiss releases the pressure around dews neck, “alright droplet?”

Dew nods, meekly whispering “again”

“Thought you said you didn’t want it” Swiss mocks, complying easily as dew lets out a short whine before Swiss’s hand tightens again. “That’s ok, know you like be to marked as mine. Gonna keep this on all night?”

Dew nods once again, letting himself completely embrace the feeling, now fully hard in his pants.

“Let anyone who sees you with paint around your throat know what I did to you, wonder if theyll know how much you wanted it”

#the band ghost #ghost #fanfic #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #swiss ghoul #wrath writes #dewdrop ghoul #kinktober #nsft

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isa-ghost · 4 months

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I need qPhil to tell Sunny how awesome and swaggy she is so she stops thinking he hates her and so Tubblings that clearly don't watch any other POV besides Tubbo's shut the FUCK up about Phil hating her and stop posting the most rancid, untrue, one-sided & illiterate ass takes I've ever seen.

IT'S MISCOMMUNICATION. THAT QPHIL DOESNT REALIZE IS HAPPENING. BECAUSE NO ONE HAS TOLD HIM. BECAUSE QTUBBO'S STUPID ASS (I SAY THIS AS A TUBBLING MYSELF) DOESN'T FUCKING SPEAK UP FOR HIS DAUGHTER. AT LEAST NOT OFTEN ENOUGH. NO ONE ELSE BESIDES HIM REALIZES SUNNY IS FEELING THE WAY SHE IS. AND HE SAYS NOTHING ABOUT IT TO ANYONE. AND SUNNY DOESN'T REALIZE SHE CAN SPEAK UP HERSELF. OR SHE'S AFRAID TO BC SHE'S JUST A KID, WHICH IS COMPLETELY VALID. SUNNY'S ADMIN IS FANTASTIC AT PLAYING A CHILD THAT DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THIS SOCIAL STUFF.

TUBBLINGS NEED TO PULL THEMSELVES OUT OF RP FOR 2 SECONDS AND REALIZE A CHILD'S PERCEPTION OF THE WORLD ISN'T WHAT'S ACTUALLY TRUE. FOR A BUNCH OF CHRONIC METAGAMERS, THEY FUCKING SUCK AT THINKING META WHEN IT ACTUALLY FUCKING MATTERS. I SAY THIS AS SOMEONE WHO WATCHES STREAMS REGULARLY. I SEE CHAT.

AND IT SHOULDN'T BE ONLY SUNNY'S JOB TO SPEAK UP FOR HERSELF WHEN SHE'S FEELING A BAD WAY ANYWAY. PARENTS SPEAK FOR THEIR EGGS ALL THE TIME. TUBBLINGS MAY NOT HAVE WATCHED QSMP BEFORE TUBBO WAS ON TO KNOW THAT, BUT THEY'RE METAGAMING LITTLE FUCKERS ANYWAY. SO IF THEY'RE SO PRESSED ABOUT THIS, THE LEAST THEY COULD DO IS THINK OF PROPOSING COMMUNICATING ON SUNNY'S BEHALF AS IF IT'S AN ORIGINAL IDEA THEY HAD, SINCE THEY LOVE SUGGESTING META OR BACKGAME-Y SHIT SO MUCH.

OR THEY SHOULD THEMSELVES OUT OF RP FOR 2 FUCKING SECONDS TO REALIZE ROLEPLAY IS ABOUT COMMUNICATION. AND TUBBO IS NOT COMMUNICATING THAT THERE IS AN ISSUE. SO THIS IS NOT PHIL'S FAULT.

Also Tubblings & Phil antis in general have this habit of assuming he's being fucking rude when That's Just How Northerners Talk. So good job, you dumbasses are stereotyping. I've seen so many UK northerners speak up about how they hate seeing people from their region labeled as assholes for talking the way they talk. But I digress.

REGARDLESS OF FANDOM ISSUES.

QTUBBO SHOULD HAVE TOLD PHIL BY NOW THAT SUNNY FEELS THIS WAY. INSTEAD OF LETTING THIS FUCKING FESTER. WORSE, SOMETIMES HE STRAIGHT UP TALKS TO SUNNY LIKE HER PERCEPTION OF PHIL HATING HER IS TRUE. RATHER THAN REASSURING HER HE DOESN'T. FROM PHIL'S POV, TALLULAH & SUNNY GET ALONG NOW SO THERE'S NO TENSION BETWEEN THE DEATH FAMILY & THE UNDERSCORE FAMILY. HE HAS NO FUCKING IDEA THAT SUNNY DOESN'T RECOGNIZE HE'S TEASING. OR THAT HE CAME OFF A WRONG WAY. AGAIN, HE JUST TALKS THE WAY HE TALKS. AND SUNNY DOESN'T REALIZE THAT. AND THAT'S OK BC SHE'S A KID.

I hope to god this is ccTubbo playing his character this way intentionally bc I'm down for imperfect/flawed characters. Even if this is aggravating me SO MUCH and even if I HATE characters that think everyone & everything is against them when it's clearly not true. Bc at least then that means there's time for qTubbo to learn he's severely fucking things up going about things the way he is. There's opportunity for the narrative to progress and for the conflict to resolve. qPhil is imperfect and flawed and I snort that shit like crack. I'm down to ride out qTubbo's character development just the same even if I don't enjoy it.

BUT UNDER THE ASSUMPTION THAT THIS IS NOT A MATTER OF META VS RP AND NOT AN INTENTIONAL CHOICE ON CCTUBBO'S PART.

QTUBBO SHOULD BE SUPPORTING SUNNY WHETHER THAT MEANS SPEAKING UP FOR HER OR ENCOURAGING HER TO. INSTEAD HE BASICALLY GOES "DAMN THAT'S CRAZY, WE'RE BOTH SO HATED" AND MOVES ON. WHEN. IF YOU WATCH PHIL OR FIT OR PAC OR MAYBE EVEN BAGI BC SHE'S ON "EARLY" SOMETIMES. THEY ALL CARE SO MUCH ABOUT THEM BOTH. THEY CARE ABOUT EVERY ISLANDER. EVEN THE ONES THAT DON'T SHOW UP FOR FUCKING MONTHS. ITS THEM VS THE FEDS. ALWAYS. EVEN AFTER FUCKING PURGATORY, THEY WILL ALL STILL DROP EVERYTHING TO MAKE SURE EGGS ARE OK OR ASK IF PEOPLE NEED HELP WHEN MESSAGES POP UP IN CHAT. THEY STILL PANIC EVEN WHEN MESSAGES OF SOMEONE GOING DOWN POP UP BECAUSE THEY'RE PLAYING AROUND. IT HAPPENED JUST THE OTHER DAY WITH RICHAS AND MIKE. NOT EVEN BEING FORCED TO BETRAY AND HURT EACH OTHER, AND BEING PITTED AGAINST EACH OTHER FOR WEEKS HAS BROKEN THE BONDS THEY ALL HAVE. THIS ISLAND HAS ALWAYS BEEN AN "IT TAKES A VILLAGE" ISLAND. EGG NEED HELP, EGG SAD, PARENTS SCRAMBLE TO HELP AND COMFORT. SAME WITH FELLOW ISLANDERS. EVERYTHING THE ISLANDERS DO IS TO A) PROTECT THE EGGS NO MATTER WHO'S EGG IT IS, B) PROTECT AND SUPPORT EACH OTHER, AND C) TO FIND ANSWERS FROM THE FEDS TO GET CLOSURE. OR ESCAPE THE ISLAND. THE DAY TUBBLINGS LEARN THAT IT'S NOT AND NEVER HAS BEEN TUBBO VS EVERYONE IS THE DAY I KNOW FUCKING PEACE.

SO I AM BEGGING. THAT IF QTUBBO WON'T FUCKING SPEAK UP FOR SUNNY. AND IF SHE'S TOO AFRAID TO SPEAK UP FOR HERSELF. THAT AT THE VERY LEAST, PHIL FUCKING DOTES ON HER SO SHE REALIZES HE DOESN'T FUCKING HATE HER. AND THEN TUBBLINGS REALIZE HE DOESN'T FUCKING HATE HER. HE DOESN'T HATE ANYONE ON THE ISLAND THAT ISN'T A FED OR A PURGATORY FUCKWAD. AND BY DOTING ON SUNNY AND TELLING HER HOW COOL AND FUN SHE IS, TUBBLINGS WILL FINALLY SHUT THE FUCK UP. AND SUNNY AND THE CROWS WILL ALL KNOW FUCKING PEACE.

#rant #TUBBLINGS DNI UNLESS YOU ACTUALLY HAVE MEDIA LITERACY SKILLS I SWEAR TO GOD.#discourse #qsmp

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s0urw00lf · 2 years

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Hiiii. okay well I had an idea and I thought maby requested it? anyways, can you write a one-shot of mccall!reader that like no one take her seriously and no one really care of her but like one time a new villan come to them and just fight with them and ask them where is reader and wanna kill us and they are like but she is just a human and really stupid andddd then we come and save them and reveal our powers, like scarlet witch powers? and we have a really big fight with the villan anf OK just this. Maybe even a little stiles × reader at the end? 3/> luv your account btw

OMG i absolutley love this! and thank you <3 means a a lot! also i'm gonna make this a stiles x reader because i LOVE stiles. he's the reason i started watching teen wolf in the first place sooo i hope you enjoy this.

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Being the twin sister of scott mccall is not at all what people think. Ever since he got his werewolf powers or whatever its been all about "saving the world" and he never has time just to chill out with family anymore. Don't get me wrong i love the pack meetings but i hate that everybody excludes me. well, except stiles. He always makes sure to make sure i get my point across even when were sitting on limited time.

"No scott, what i mean is-" i said being cut of by a rushed scott. “No y/n you know I love you but we don’t have the time” he said. We’re all standing around scott and i’s table during a pack meeting. I sit back and glare at scott once again from the opposite side of him. I sigh unfolding my hands standing up abruptly making everyone stare at me. “Y/n nows not the ti-“ scott says aggravated with his sister. “No! No I’m so done!” yelled back at him “you never listen to me anymore. I’m not weak! I’m always trying to help but you never listen” I yelled. “You obviously Don’t need me so why bother?” I said backing out of the room. Walking to the front door grabbing my keys and helmet out of the house and onto my bike. Kinda like Scott’s just f/c and not green. I put the key in the ignition and started the bike. I lifted the petal and was about to drive off but a hand on my shoulder stopped me. I turned and saw stiles. “What do you want stiles” I sighed putting the petal back down. “Well I- I saw that you were gonna drive off without your helmet on. Safety first ya know” he said holding up my helmet with a goofy grin on his face. He saw my hurt expression and his face fell. “Look y/n, nobody thinks your weak. Especially not me” he said with the most sincere expression on his face. “You do. All of you do, ever since Peter happened you guys have been on edge with me, you barley even let me talk anymore” I said aggravated. “Y/n I know there’s more to you. Something in me is telling me that your more that we know.” He said avoiding eye contact with me. I looked at him surprised “I uhh- I gotta go” I said putting my helmet on and driving off, leaving the boy standing there sad.

Yn drove to the opening of beacon preserve where all this mess started. She turned off her bike and put the petal down. She got off of her bike leaving the keys in the ignition but taking off her helmet and setting it on the handle of the bike. She stepped over the the chains to the entrance and walked in.

Ever since Peter bit scott and i everything’s been different. Even me. I didn’t turn into a werewolf or a banshee or a kanima. I turned into a witch. Yes the spell casting, mind controlling, telekinetic kind. No wands no spell books just me. I have this overwhelming anger in my heart. Or it could be hurt. But that built onto the power flowing through my veins. As I walked further into the woods I came across an open field. I sat in the middle thinking about my life over the past couple of months. How shit they’ve been. The memories bought tears to my eyes. I continued thinking about the awful things that had happened recently. I lost my best friend Erica to the alphas. I never really had time to dwell on it. My best friend since I was in diapers. Much like Scott and stiles. She was gone. I felt myself break down tears ran freely down my face, my hands shook. My body’s emotions were finally spilling over the edge and I couldn’t stop it. The sadness turned to anger that grew and grew until I couldn’t control it. My body lifted off of the ground as a orange aura surrounded my hands. The anger grew and grew until I blew up. I screamed. Loud. Finally letting free all of the power and emotions I had built up overtime. E wave of energy bursted from my body as I screamed. My body dropped back to the ground after the energy subsided. I felt amazing. Like I had all the control in the world. I smiled looking up to the sky with tears still streaming down my face. I finally had the control I needed to prove myself. Maybe stiles was right. Maybe I am so much more than the rest.

AN: this is short I know but… I’m making this a 2 part because I have a lot for the second part I just need to plan it out so it’s not so rushed. Also I didn’t see your first request idk what it was but I’ll make sure to check my inbox

#stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x reader #scott mccall #derek hale #teen wolf #teen wolf x reader #scott mccall x reader #xreader

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hihi im the same person who asked for the cat devil fruit rq could i have the same scenario (gender neutral or fem reader im ok w both) but with reiju and aokiji? ty<3!!

authors note : why of course you can request that , doll <3 i havent written for aokiji much , so , i hope this is enough ..

Kuzan Aokiji x F! Cat Devil Fruit! Reader Headcanons

- It's not a surprise that Aokiji would love cats, especially an s/o who can turn into one! He's a man who greatly appreciates the world of comfort and laziness, taking naps whenever he can. So, having an s/o who’s in the same wave length as him is definitely a plus, when it comes to dating.

- Expect a lot of cat related pick up lines and stuff.. Aokiji is a ladies man, he looooves ladies. So, he’s bound to have the perfect lines written down for every genre of girl. Not that he’ll be needing any of the other ones now ..... Anywho, Aokiji is the type of guy to say the dumbest stuff with the most confident smirk on his face. Whether thats calling you “purrfect” or explaining how he’s “kittened (smittened) by you.”

- Probably teases you over your devil fruit, especially infront of others. Especially if you’re trying to be serious, Aokiji will be sure to tease you. He’ll look at you, swatting his hand like he’s a kitty, maybe pair it with a meow. You want to be mad, but all you get is flustered. And Aokiji is just... He’s just too cute! You just... can’t get mad at him.

- Aokiji is probably super protective of you. You’re already such a cute little thing, and your devil fruit only amplifies that. He’s the type to assume you need protecting. Aokiji is aware of how strong zoan users can be, but with that model... he’s not very sure. He’ll want to help get you stronger. I mean, it’d ease his mind to know you’ll be safe, even if he’s not there. Aokij loves you too much to let anyone even land a scratch on you.

- Aokiji loooves petting you, regardless of if you’re in your full fledged cat form or just your normal self. He’ll pet your head, singing out praises about how beautiful you are, how much he wants you, how he loves you so. He loves the faces you make when you’re embarrassed, so so much. Something about seeing you all blushy makes him feel a ton of things.

- He lets you lay on his lap aaaall the time. It doesn’t matter if Aokiji is just lounging around, doing paper work, his lap is reserved just for you! If Aokiji is doing his work, that’ll be quickly discarded to the end of your shared bed. You’re too much for him to just ignore for some stupid paper work. Wouldn’t you agree?

Reiju x F! Cat Devil Fruit! Reader Headcanons

- Reiju is fascinated by you and your devil fruit. Unlike her brothers, she doesn’t care much for ways she can exploit a persons powers and what not. She just thinks its cute and a tad bit silly. She doesn’t know very much people, let alone zoan users. So, Reiju is always eager to learn new things about you.

- She’s the type to constantly take pictures of you. Even if you’re doing the most mundane things, Reiju is quick to snap a polaroid. Her big sister side slips out sometimes, making her smother you with endless praise and take such mom-like photos of you. Its odd... Who knew such a deadly woman could be such a softy?

- Reiju gives you lots and lots of kisses. She likes expressing her love through her lips, whether in the form of compliments or kisses. If you ever close up from all of her love, Reiju just finds that even more endearing. She just adores shy people!

- If you ever meet her brothers, Reiju is sure to give them a harsh kick in the head if they say anything mean to you. Blood won’t stop her from defending her precious Y/n! In fact, nothing stops her from doing so. If a person says something mean, she’ll whip a composed insult at them. Or if somebody is trying to hurt you, Reiju lets her germa blood course through her, throwing the upmost painful beatings the harassers way. Nobody gets away with hurting you, not on her watch!

- Reiju smothers you in gifts. Like, all the time. She’s from a background of money, so, buying gifts is always a treat. She’ll buy you new dresses, any cute accessories you’ve been wanting and even cat toys! Reiju doesn’t mean to tease when she buys these, but she can’t complain about the adorable reactions she gets from you, seeing you huff and puff. Reiju knows you’ll always be eager to play with new toys, even if you try to hide it.

- Reiju is grateful for your lazy nature, as it helps her explore a new lifestyle. She’s used to training, fighting, attending royalty events, all that jazz. So, to finally be able to lay down and relax without a single care in the world is nice. You remind her to take time for herself, to engage in some self care. And Reiju is eternally thankful you introduced her into this slow paced world. She likes it much better then the germa life she lived...

#one piece #one piece imagine #one piece imagines #one piece fanfic #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece x y/n #reiju vinsmoke #aokiji kuzan #reiju x reader #reiju x you #reiju x y/n #aokiji x reader #aokiji x you #aokiji x y/n #fluff #cute #headcanons

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tammyfeabakker · 1 year

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Where am I? On life fucked me up again course!

Like a deer in fucking headlights! To you that know and follow me. I wrote bout a guy! Thats in my natal chart i wrote a list of the guy I want.. right down to the name. 15 years ago! Did you ever just know something you just know this is it? Not that I want a guy or needed one but when you meet one thats fits everything you just know. But yet they are not getting it!!!! I'm not hurt or depressed over it. I'm just stunned! Life put something in front of me dangling in front of my face. But yet his heart belongs to vindictive women that is over weight looks like a smurf. This is what gets me. Im not pretty neither but I'm a hell of a lot better. I'm looking at this saying to myself. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!! I'd be fine if this didn't happen life hand me something then be like ha ha to bad!! I can't rap my head around it. I. Life whys always searching deep in my soul. My problem is I had so many shitty guys. I'm a good woman. I look at her now this is his ex supposedly but they seem to go on little dates. To get her out of his house he had to buy her a new car. Here I am a good woman took care of myself working doing everything a good woman should do cook clean I got your back. Its not jealousy envy. Its the fuck did I do! Is he attracted to me yes. Everytime I see him he explains why they went out makes sure I know they are broken up they aren't getting back together. He drove by stopped to talk to me. I told him I may have to get a job a dollar general up the street but people talk around here. He said he would be ok with that. He seems to have me in his life but doesn't. His assistant said to me your king is in his lair. He went into the office and said to him your queen is waiting. He didn't deny it ! He said I know I heard her. WHAT FUCK IS GOING ON?!!!! WHY THE FUCK ME?!!! 6 MONTHS! He confessed he watches me. Voyeurism. He gave me his card took it back because it had his cell phone on it. I fucking grabbed it back!!! I SAID GIVE IT BACK TO ME!! I HAVE A RIGHT TO YOUR CELL PHONE NUMBER!!! He did not argue said he was gonna give it me he jus wanted to know I wasn't a psycho! I said I don't fucking call you now on your landlines. What the fuck makes you think I will use it?!!! The guy definitely has something for me but yet still dates his ex girlfriend he said they are jus friends. Deep down I don't even care. If it wasn't for this stupid list wrote and fits the guy in my chart I could give a flying fuck! I don't care what they do. I'm jus wondering what the fuck is going on?!!! I want fucking easy 😤 on a path for answers if you got any feel free to tell me. Because I sure as hell don't.

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ask-teamplayer · 10 months

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You should all say one good things about each other, to yk spread positivity through the group 😁

FATE: I'm glad Ronin didn't set anything on fire when I asked him to.

FATE: You'd be surprised how little he actually listens to me. When it comes to matters of the heart. And matters of the crime.

FATE: See? It's not so hard. Ronin, your turn. Pass it on, you sick fuck.

RONIN: youre really fucking me in the ass with this one. also, i just put the fire thing on the backburner. ill think about it more later.

RONIN: uh.

RONIN: i like that l is out of her middle school catgirl phase.

LILY: irl, maybe!!! heehee :3 i have an anime catgirl discord profile picture.

LILY: oh, we're doing a compliment game, right! i gotta pass one off. okay: i think darin is really sweet! i like how empathetic he is, he always seems to care when one of us is sad and he always wants to do what we're doing, even though he could leave us in the dirt and call it stupid like a certain SOMEONE here.

LILY: i also like how he calls me "bossman" i think it's cute!!! :3 and the chief thing. adorkable!!!

DARIN: sngjdgpdh ok just hit me with that one huh hun aright

DARIN: ok pass on the compliments right

DARIN: i rlly like seth and all he does for us and i like that he stands up for my feelins and shit it really makes a guy feel appreciated

DARIN: hes kinda the reason i got you guys next to the main boss himself so i gotta give him a lil appreciation

SETH: awww, darin!!!

SETH: im glad we're all bonding right now. im really feeling the positivity in the room!

SETH: you know what? im gonna compliment vera!!

SETH: vera, i think youre really funny!! i like your sarcasm, youre getting really good at it!

SETH: and you always go the extra mile fashion-wise, and i think youre really working it! like i always like seeing you dress up! it just shows how much you care, and you get so meticulous. its epic!!!

SETH: youre one of my dearest friends. we should totally talk more!

SETH: ok, your turn!

VERA: I do not particularly like any of you

FATE: Vera.

VERA: I believe Cora is physically attractive

FATE: Okay, sure.

CORA: Well, I have to say I'm flattered.

CORA: Ah... that leaves me two options. I suppose Nahla's the better one.

CORA: I like the taste of your #### ###### ###### ###### and I appreciate the way you ####### #### ###### ##### and ##### ###### ##### ##### ####### ####### and ##### ###### ### ####

CORA: You're real talented. Keep up the good work!

VERA: .

FATE: That is way more than I ever wanted to know.

NAHLA: HA!!!!!!

NAHLA: Well, I can say I already got that impression through our experience, but it's nice to be reminded!

NAHLA: Oh shit, compliments for coolkid then. I don't got anything big to say, you should've left me Seth or something. Oh well!!!

NAHLA: Hey, loverboy, I actually like that you're annoying, and I forgive you for the library incident. That enough for you? I'm EXUDING positivity today!

ENZO: works for me

ENZO: oh shit of course i go last which means i loop back around

ENZO: yall ready for a fuckin TIRADE

FATE: No, actually, that isn't necessary, we can consider the whole team bonding exercise over if that makes you feel comfortable- I'd rather not-

ENZO: oh baby boy no no no

ENZO: you dont UNDERSTAND

ENZO: i have boarded the compliment fate train and this stations gonna be runnin for hours with no possible way to stop short of just jumping out and breaking several ribs

ENZO: better strap in and get ready for the long haul and watch the wilderness fly by cause this is gonna be a big one

ENZO: you underestimate how much shit i have to say today okay ive been keepin it in for a bit

ENZO: i hope you like a lot of trees because i picked out the destination just for you and its going to be lovely and beautiful and exotic

ENZO: you ready?

FATE: Uh-

RONIN: this is gonna be fun to watch.

ENZO: alright

ENZO: here we go

ENZO: AHEM

#cutting off THAT ramble. jump to your own conclusions #fate #ronin #lily #darin #seth #vera #cora #nahla #enzo #ask #mellynncholic #long post

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John Egbert, Jade Harley, Jaspersprite

Act 6, page 5283-5307

JOHN: jade...

JADE: hm?

JOHN: i think i just realized something.

JADE: what?

JOHN: THIS MOVIE FUCKING SUCKS!!!

JADE: whaaat

JADE: but you love this movie!

JOHN: yeah, i know.

JOHN: i mean... i thought i did.

JOHN: it's been kind of a long time since i last saw it. i really remember it being a lot better than this!

JOHN: but now everything just seems so cheesy and stupid.

JADE: but you were making such a big deal about finally getting me to watch it with you on your birthday!

JADE: you were going on and on about how i wouldnt be disappointed... but now youre saying you dont like it?

JOHN: i don't know. i'm trying to like it. i WANT to like it.

JOHN: i want to feel the same magic that was there all the other times i watched it.

JOHN: but i can't, because...

JOHN: it's just...

JOHN: not...

JOHN: good. :(

JADE: really?

JADE: i was actually kind of enjoying it!

JADE: its very silly

JADE: i really dont think its the kind of movie youre supposed to take all that seriously john

JOHN: but i DID take it seriously!!!

JOHN: i guess maybe that's kind of the point.

JOHN: i always thought all this hokey bullshit was legitimately awesome and compelling.

JOHN: what was i even thinking!

JADE: i dunno....

JADE: but people can change their minds about things

JADE: i think youre allowed to change your mind about a silly movie

JADE: i used to LOVE the squiddles show when i was really young

JADE: but as i got older i started to realize it wasnt as great as i thought it was

JADE: i was just too young to see how it was actually a flagrant vehicle for selling merchandise

JADE: and if you believed the conspiracy theorists it might have even been pushing some other dark hidden agendas.....

JADE: so i stopped liking the show itself as much but that didnt change the fact that i had a lot of fond memories about it

JADE: i still loved all the cute characters and could enjoy it on a nostalgic level

JOHN: well, maybe later i'll be able to rekindle some nostalgic feelings about it.

JOHN: but right now, i just feel like a dope for talking this up so hard.

JADE: what is even the problem with it?

JADE: ive just been watching this and thinking, yup, i can see why john was so obsessed with this movie...

JADE: its funny!

JOHN: it's just non stop terrible action movie cliches!

JOHN: look.

JOHN: i love nic cage. he is basically my hero, ok?

JOHN: but i'm kind of just realizing now that he is EMBARRASSINGLY BAD in this movie!

JOHN: he is just doing this corny parody of a southern guy who is down on his luck, and acts "charming" with his goofy accent and stuff.

JOHN: some things i used to think were so badass are just coming off as ridiculous now.

JOHN: can you believe that one time we were watching this movie, when he said "put the bunny back in the box" i actually high fived my dad?

JOHN: this time that line just made me roll my eyes.

JOHN: there's so much crappy dialogue!

JOHN: "cyrus, this is your barbecue, and it tastes good..." arrgh!

JADE: but he was trying to sound like a hardened criminal to win the trust of john malkovich!

JOHN: jade, please. it was a cheesy line, don't be so naive.

JADE: what!!

JADE: you spent your whole life worshiping this dumb movie and now youre calling ME naive????

JOHN: ok, i'm sorry. i guess in fairness to you, you have only just begun to climb the steep learning curve of this vexing and hypnotic film.

JOHN: but i am no longer bound by its spell, jade.

JADE: oh god

JADE: vexing and hypnotic??

JADE: its a movie full of explosions about a guy with a mullet

JADE: what is with you lately? you seem to be in such a crappy mood these days

JOHN: i am fine. this MOVIE is what's crappy these days.

JADE: oh bluh bluh

JADE: can we just finish the rest of the movie?

JADE: look you made us miss a whole bunch of stuff!

JADE: hang on im going to rewind it...

JOHN: who even cares what we missed.

JOHN: just cameron stupid poe in his idiot wife beater babbling some more southern home spun heroic nonsense.

JOHN: heart of gold my ass!!!!!

JOHN: everything dave ever said about this movie was right! i can't believe i used to think he was just trolling me.

JOHN: the stupid junkyard scene where cyrus makes a little model out of rocks and stuff, just so he could tell the criminals to surround some army guys and shoot them... that was pointless!

JOHN: and all this heavy handed scoring. oh my god. the music makes every little thing into such a federal issue!

JOHN: like... oh man, SOME MINOR CHARACTERS BEING INTRODUCED IN SLOW MOTION! dun-dun dun-dun DUN DUN DUN!!!

JOHN: there. now you officially know they are all badasses.

JOHN: also, i somehow didn't even remember dave chappelle being in this movie. he was pointless too.

JADE: whos dave chappelle?

JOHN: and you know the malloy guy, the dick head cop who we're supposed to hate, because of how he gives john cusack a hard time and makes asshole decisions with a helicopter?

JOHN: well screw that! he wasn't so bad. so what if he was a little grumpy? he was just trying to do his job. he had one of the best lines in the movie actually, which was another thing we were supposed to hate him for.

JOHN: what was it? about how cusack was probably out saving a tree and recycling his sandals or some shit? HAHAHA! now that i think about it, i fucking LOVE malloy.

JOHN: i'm going to rewind it to watch that scene again...

JADE: no!!!

JADE: dont touch the remote

JOHN: oh, and we're supposed to be like "YEAH" when cusack wrecks malloy's awesome sports car.

JOHN: but that was a nice car! john cusack shouldn't have ruined it like that for laughs.

JOHN: i know *I* wasn't laughing, were you?

JADE: YES :p

JOHN: john cusack was such a terrible character in this movie now that i think about it. i don't really get what he added to it?

JOHN: he was like the second hero... but dorkier? what did he even really do? he scampered around the junkyard for a while goofing off, and then when it was his time to shine...

JOHN: HE DEMONSTRATED HIS MASTERY OVER HEAVY MACHINERY! wow, he can operate a crane! i am thrilled by the exploits of this pedantic weenie.

JOHN: i guess he's actually like cage's estranged sidekick? almost like the robin that batman never realized he had.

JOHN: now that i think about it, this movie was always an oddly poignant tale of bromance between cage and cusack. just two bros separated by destiny, waiting to be united.

JOHN: when they finally come together to kick some ass, it is arguably more moving than when he reunites with his wife and daughter!

JOHN: i wonder if i'll think that scene sucks now too? it used to move me to tears, but now i'll probably think it's so lame, i'm almost afraid to watch it. maybe i should try to leave at least SOME memories untainted.

JADE: john you are kind of sounding like a crazy person here

JOHN: yeah right! crazy like a fOWWW!

JADE: what???

JOHN: oh...

JOHN: i guess there was a stray feather clinging to my pajamas and it just poked me in the ass.

JOHN: god damn dave sprite.

JOHN: that guy molts like it's going out of style.

JADE: oh...

JADE: heh

JADE: yeah

JOHN: where is he anyway?

JOHN: i specifically told dave sprite several times when my party would start, because i knew he would do this.

JOHN: he's already missed half the movie!

JADE: why do you always call him dave sprite?

JOHN: um... because that's his name?

JOHN: dave sprite.

JADE: no, i mean why do you always say it like that? with the space between words?

JADE: its not dave sprite, its just davesprite

JOHN: what ever.

JOHN: i can't believe he's standing me up on my birthday.

JOHN: maybe he doesn't want to hang out with jaspers?

JOHN: jaspers, i hope you're not going to start chasing him around again when he gets here.

JASPERSPRITE: Hisssss!

JOHN: dude, shut up.

JADE: yeah.... john

JADE: i dont think davesprite is coming tonight

JOHN: aw, man. really?

JOHN: i knew we shouldn't have invited both him and jaspers.

JOHN: that's just party planning BASICS.

JADE: no...

JADE: it has nothing to do with jaspers

JOHN: oh.

JOHN: then why?

JADE: he uh...

JADE: kind of broke up with me

JOHN: what!!!

JOHN: when did that happen?

JADE: a couple days ago

JOHN: no. no way.

JOHN: i cannot accept this!

JADE: john its ok you dont have t...

JOHN: you and dave sprite were like the glue holding everything together on this miserable road trip!

JADE: we were?

JOHN: yes, jade.

JOHN: you were our rock.

JADE: your rock??

JADE: what are you talking about?

JOHN: come on, jade.

JOHN: you and dave sprite were like... an INSTITUTION on this stupid golden battleship.

JADE: we were not an institution!

JADE: you are just saying meaningless things now

JOHN: why did he break up with you?!

JADE: um...

JADE: its complicated

JADE: basically hes just going through a lot of stuff right now

JOHN: stuff??

JOHN: what stuff.

JOHN: jade, we are all going through stuff. you don't see me flying off the handle and breaking up with MY girlfriend.

JADE: do uh...

JADE: you have a girlfriend?

JOHN: that is not the point.

JOHN: the point is that dave sprite is a douche.

JADE: i dont think hes a douche, hes just...

JOHN: no, he's an orange feathery douche.

JOHN: why is he such a basket case? he's like regular dave, but like, aloof enigma edition.

JOHN: maybe it's because he's part bird? i think becoming a bird and a sprite did something weird to him.

JADE: i dont think being a bird ever bothered him

JADE: like i said... its all more complicated than that

JOHN: normal dave was so much more level headed.

JOHN: i have to admit, i spend a lot of time wondering what he and rose are up to.

JADE: me too

JOHN: ehh...

JOHN: maybe it's for the best he broke up with you.

JADE: why?

JOHN: well, what kind of future do you think you would have with him?

JOHN: he's a sprite. like really, what even is a sprite? how long do they live? will he still be around if we win the new game we are allegedly trying to get to?

JADE: i dont know

JOHN: there are a lot of things we don't know.

JOHN: and also...

JOHN: how do things even work if you marry a sprite?

JADE: what do you mean

JOHN: i mean...

JOHN: ok, he has a ghost butt, for one thing.

JADE: uh

JADE: so

JOHN: a GHOST BUTT, jade!

JADE: SO WHAT IF HE HAS A GHOST BUTT!!!!!

JOHN: i'm just saying...

JADE: WHATEVER YOURE JUST SAYING, JUST STOP SAYING IT!

JADE: and whatever youre trying to gesture with your hands there, stop doing that too!

JOHN: what? no, i was just...

JADE: nope!!! totally not talking about this

JOHN: but

JADE: put your hands down john

JOHN: ok, fine.

JADE: thats not down, thats up!

JADE: oh well, at least youre not making those unsettling gestures...

JADE: john...

JADE: what are you doing?

JOHN: nothing!

JADE: i hope youre not entertaining some awkward train of thought about, uh...

JOHN: no!!!

JADE: what is with you??

JADE: today is your birthday, youre supposed to be having fun!

JADE: but youve been so testy, as if youre committed to not having a good time

JOHN: well, maybe i'm just getting a little tired of being stuck on this lame boat!

JOHN: don't you think it's gotten kind of old?

JADE: yeah, i can see how you might find it a little slow here

JADE: i dunno, i havent minded much... maybe its different for me though because i used to live all alone?

JOHN: oh sure, i'm sure it's GREAT for you. you get to spend your days smooching and breaking up with dave sprite and what not, and you can shrink down to any old planet you feel like, any time. whereas i have to make this whole big deal of ASKING you to shrink or unshrink me, and...

JADE: but i dont mind doing that any time!!!

JOHN: i know, but you think i want to bug you about that at the drop of a hat? when you're busy and on dates and stuff? i just happen to have respect for something called PERSONAL BOUNDARIES, jade.

JOHN: and it's not like there's really anyone else to talk to, except the inscrutable chess people and a bunch of brainless consorts and an idiot cat princess. oh and also nanna, but i mean, she's my grandmother, and she's great, but a guy can only spend so much quality time with his grandmother before he starts to feel like kind of a loser whose friends are too busy to spend time with him!

JADE: john... if you told me this earlier i would have...

JOHN: and i still never visit any interesting dream bubbles, and we can't even finish our cool planet quests because the moment we broke through the window all our denizens decided to go back to sleep, and...

JOHN: i guess what i'm saying is, i'm MORE than ready to get to the other window and meet our friends and other new people and stuff.

JOHN: are you sure you can't make the ship go faster???

JADE: were already going as fast as i can make us go

JOHN: and how fast is that again?

JADE: about the speed of light!

JOHN: well, can't you use your space powers and bump it up a notch?

JADE: no! nothing can go faster than light john

JADE: unless you teleport of course

JOHN: and why can't you teleport us again?

JADE: i already explained this! i cant do that here, its not within the domain of the green sun which gives me those powers!

JOHN: is that why we can't go faster than light either?

JADE: no thats just a regular law of physics!!! jeez

JOHN: ok, i mean, i know that. but this isn't really a regular place, right?

JOHN: isn't the speed of light like a thousand miles a second? so what does that really mean here? are miles and seconds the same here as on earth? how does this nonsense dimension we're racing through jive with all the relativity mumbo jumbo?

JADE: ok first of all, thats not even close to the speed of light

JADE: light travels at a hundred and eighty six thousand miles per second no matter what frame of reference youre in... even this one!

JADE: second of all special relativity and comparing laws of physics between different frames of reference, those are tricky issues to talk about!

JADE: but id be more than happy to talk about them if youd like. actually i would enjoy that because i never really get to talk about science wi...

JOHN: no, i don't want to talk about physics! i don't know anything about the laws of physics, because they are hard and boring.

JOHN: i simply would like them to behave in a way that is most convenient to ME and MY LIFE! is that really asking too much?

JADE: yes as a matter of fact it is!

JOHN: well, guess what? SCIENCE IS STUPID BULLSHIT!!!

JADE: you take that back!!!!!

JOHN: no.

JOHN: magic is awesome.

JOHN: science blows.

JOHN: the end.

JADE: john.....

JADE: what is that?

JOHN: what?

JADE: under your hood...

JADE: looks like a piece of paper stuck to your back?

JOHN: huh?

JOHN: oh god dammit.

JOHN: STRIIIIIIDEEEERRRRRRRR!!!!!

JOHN: THAT BASTARD!!!

JADE: what?

JOHN: THIS IS TOTALLY OUTRAGEOUS.

JADE: what is it??

JOHN: I WILL TELL YOU WHAT IT IS.

JOHN: IT IS THE LAST FUCKING STRAW!!!

JOHN: RAAARARRAAUUUAAAAUUAGHGHGGHGGGGHHGH!

JADE: where are you going?

JOHN: I'M GOING TO GO KICK HIS ASS!

JADE: what! john, no...

JOHN: POSING AS MY DEAD FATHER BY MIMICKING ONE OF HIS GREAT FATHERLY NOTES HE USED TO HIDE AROUND THE HOUSE???

JOHN: AND ON THE TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE DAY HE WAS SLAIN BY JACK NOIR, A *FACT* OF WHICH THAT CHEEKY ORANGE ASSHOLE IS PLAINLY AWARE??????

JOHN: THIS IS A NEW LOW, EVEN FOR DAVE SPRITE!

JADE: ok yes, that practical joke is in poor taste, but you should try to calm down and...

JOHN: NO, SCREW THAT, I AM SUPER PISSED OFF ABOUT THIS!

JOHN: THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY TO SETTLE THIS, AND THAT IS WITH AN OLD FASHIONED BEATDOWN.

JOHN: WHERE'S MY HAMMER!!!!!

JADE: um

JADE: which one?

JOHN: ANY OLD HAMMER!

JOHN: WHATEVER. IT COULD BE A HAMMER FROM THE BARGAIN BIN OF A HARDWARE STORE FOR ALL I CARE.

JOHN: JUST GIVE ME ANYTHING THAT'S FIT FOR CLOBBERING A GHOST BOTTOMED DICK FACE WHO'S ALSO A BIRD.

JADE: sigh

JOHN: I'M COMING FOR YOU, DAVE SPRITE!

JOHN: DO YOU HEAR ME, YOU MAGICAL SON OF A BITCH? I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!

JOHN: THAT STUNT WASN'T COOL! *YOU'RE* NOT COOL!

JOHN: LIKE IT WASN'T BAD ENOUGH YOU DUMPED JADE FOR NO REASON. WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU!

JOHN: YOU AND JADE WERE OUR ROCK ON THIS SHIP! YOU HEAR ME?? OUR ROOOOOOOOCK!!!

JADE: :|

JOHN: AND NOW *THIS* BULLSHIT??? WHAT THE HELL, MAN.

JOHN: I DON'T GO AROUND LEAVING FAKE PUZZLES FOR YOU LIKE FROM THE MOVIE SAW, DO I? HAVE YOU EVER HEARD ME SAY I WANT TO PLAY A GAME EVEN *ONCE*?? WELL, HAVE YOU????

JOHN: NO, BECAUSE THAT WOULD STIR UP PAINFUL MEMORIES OF A DEARLY DEPARTED LOVED ONE, AND THEREFORE WOULD BE UNBELIEVABLY SHITTY OF ME!!!!!!!!

JOHN: HEY! I SEE YOU THERE!

JOHN: GET DOWN FROM THERE RIGHT NOW, WISE GUY!

JOHN: OH NO, DON'T PLAY DUMB. I CAN SEE YOU PLAIN AS DAY. I'M ON TO YOU, BUDDY.

JOHN: STOP VAGUELY WATERMARKING THE SKY WITH YOUR SMUG DOUCHEY FACE THIS INSTANT AND FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!!!

JOHN: YEAH SURE, LAUGH IT UP! THAT MAKES YOU SEEM LIKE WAY LESS OF A TOOL. NICE GOING BRO!

JOHN: EVERYONE ON THIS BOAT IS SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT! WHY DON'T YOU JUST FLY AWAY AND LEAVE US ALONE?

JOHN: HOW CAN YOU BE SO MUCH MORE OF A PRICK THAN THE REAL DAVE? YOU ARE THE MOST PISS POOR SUBSTITUTE FOR A BEST FRIEND A GUY EVER HAD.

JOHN: I CAN'T *WAIT* TO MEET UP WITH THE REAL DAVE AGAIN. THAT WAY WE CAN ALL GO BACK TO THE AWESOME STATUS QUO OF PRETENDING YOU NEVER EXISTED IN THE FIRST PLACE!

JADE: john...

JADE: theres no one there

JOHN: oh he's THERE alright.

JOHN: he's probably just using some sprite magic so only i can see him.

JOHN: don't you see, jade? he's antagonizing ME PERSONALLY, not you. he's done with you, remember?

JOHN: he already used you like a rented mule, and now he is moving on to greener pastures.

JADE: what pastures

JOHN: it's me.

JOHN: I'M the pastures.

JOHN: and now his mule is grazing all over them, while he has a good laugh.

JADE: what

JADE: wasnt i supposed to be the mule?

JADE: i dont think i understand your analogy

JOHN: no, you see, it's...

JOHN: the mule represented, like...

JOHN: i don't know, like the spirit animal of his douchey ways. or something.

JADE: ....

JOHN: augh, WHO CAAARES.

JOHN: who cares about mules, or pastures, or dave sprite's stupid ephemeral sky visage.

JOHN: who cares about anything!!!

JOHN: who cares about my birthday, or nic cage, or this boat full of idiots.

JOHN: JUST.

JOHN: WHO.

JOHN: CARES.

JADE: john i think youre officially throwing a tantrum here

JADE: ...

JADE: john?

JADE: john...

JADE: are you asleep?

JADE: please dont tell me you just fell asleep in your driveway

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Dial Tone Ch.8 | The Wanted

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You paced around your house, Wayne quietly watching your feet as you left a track in the old carpet. It'd been silent for hours. "They're in a trance." Axel murmured from his place beside Mick, the two watching the distraught pair.

The news continued to play softly throughout the living room. No one was watching, and the sound hit the ears of all inside with faint static. "I can't just wait here. I am sure Powell will be paying me a visit after shouting on live TV, but-" You spoke, stopping in your tracks as you turned to Wayne.

"I need to be out there, we need boots on the ground. The whole town will be in a tizzy. I need to track down Nick, Jeff and Gareth. I need to find Dustin and Lucas and make sure they're ok." You rambled.

"I need to find a safe place, I need to find a place to tell Eddie to meet us where no one else can get to him. That used to be here." You murmured.

"But now, with the damned patrol outside..." You sighed, fidgeting nervously. Wayne watched you, pushing himself off of the floor pillows as you ranted on. "Kid," he called to you.

You're brought into a hug, and you let your arms hold tight under Wayne's shoulders. "You can't run yourself into the ground. You can't let them do that to you. You understand?" Wayne said.

You gave a feeble nod, "Good." Wayne lulled.

Stepping away, you collect yourself, "I need to get back out to the area beyond the lake and search. While I'm at it, I'll put flyers up on the trees near Skull Rock. Some blockheads have to still be sneaking out there to make out, even with everything going on." You said.

"We can give you a ride there and help your search." Mick offered.

"Thank you, I just... I need to make a phone call." You murmured, retreating to your bedroom, you closed the door behind you.

"This is stupid." You told yourself as you hit the speed dial. "But even if there's a chance."

The line beeped, "I don't know if you've seen the news. You probably didn't have to, after last night." You sigh into the phone as you try and stop your words from shaking, "They're looking for you, Eddie. Not in the way they should be, either. If you're there, if you somehow get this, run. Anywhere, just leave. Home isn't safe anymore for now. And.... I'm still looking, If you're too scared to-"

You look at the phone, "took too long." you murmured quietly, hanging it up and going to your closet.

Inside, you pushed your clothing to the side to find a small backpack. It had seen better days. "Never thought I'd need you again." You muttered, running a finger along many patches of fabric mending holes. Each patch a memory that would have been better forgotten.

With a sigh, you snatched it from its hook and slipped it onto your back. "You're not going to have patches on this damned thing, I promise." you muttered, leaving to Mick and Axel.

Your voice was fading from the hours of shouting, calling out for Eddie from the out the windows of the car. Mick brought it to a spot, parking in the trees. "You head to the rock, and we'll search the surrounding area," Axel said.

Mick held up a few flyers in her hand and a took one of the two staple guns. "I'll be sure to spread a few of these around." she said.

"Thanks, both of you. Be careful, and um...if you see him," you said, "Just say we're with you." Mick said. You nodded and the three of you split ways.

"Eddie!" you called out as Skull rock came into view in the distance.

Eddie froze, "are you kidding? Already?" He whispered. "My god, you're a bloodhound." He murmured, crouching low, Eddie carefully crawled into the crevice of a surrounding boulder of Skull rock.

"Is this dark enough?" He wondered, "damn, it's shallow...didn't this used to be easier to fit into?" He asked himself. Eddie then tried to hold in a scoff as he could hear your voice saying in his head, "that's what he said."

"Eddie!" You winced, coming to a halt near the first set of boulders, and touched your throat. "I'm done calling out for a while." you murmured, clearing your throat.

Three isolated trees were located near skull rock, taking the staple gun and some flyers you posted them up. Stepping away from the final tree, you huffed quietly, "that's the last of them."

Looking over one of the three pictures you choose so that each flyer may show off a different version of Eddie, you grimaced. "They always choose a picture that looks off, don't they?" you murmured to yourself.

"The ones where if you look at them long enough you say to yourself 'maybe he could be crazy' and that thought settles in deep." with a smile you trail your fingertips across the black and white memory on the paper.

Eddie sitting at the top of his van with his acoustic guitar and the neighbor's dog. It made you laugh a little, "You wanted to try pet sitting that summer for some extra cash. She was a little monster to the world, but she loved you. Little yapper never shut up."

Eddie's lips formed a struggling smile, "Oh yeah. Minmin the min pin." he whispered, rubbing his nose he silently scoffed. "Almost lost her in the lake to the giant catfish." he thought. Eddie's side glanced and blushed, "it was also the summer y/n bought that red swimwear."

He could remember sitting by the lakeside, trying to contain a blush, and you didn't even have it on yet. It sat in a bag in the back of the van, newly purchased from the store. The memories of the laughter that day at the lake flooding his mind almost vividly enough to drown out the soft sniffles coming from behind his hiding spot. Almost.

You could feel the water rising in your eyes, again. "Stop being a wreck. Aren't you tired of this." You snapped at yourself.

Eddie's chest clenched at the little sound lost in the rustle of the trees. Lightly biting his lip, he dared to inch closer to the opening, leaning against the sides of the boulder. Fingers wanting to reach out towards you and arms burning to circle you within them.

Everything wanted to rush out to you, "It's me, I'm here." Eddie could imagine himself saying as he toyed with the thought of doing just that. "Please don't do that, babe." he whispered.

Eddie's hands flew up to cover his mouth, you were too close, and that whisper was not soft enough. He watched as your head listed slightly, "shit, did she/he hear me?" Eddie thought in a panic.

Hearing a faint sound, you look around through the distant trees. "Eddie?" You call out, words cautious, afraid to get your hopes up again. In silence, you waited.

"Nothing." you sighed, your eyes wandering over to the flyer. "Your voice is my favorite plague, even if it's haunting me to the brink of insanity." you whispered.

"Why the fuck won't you just come home." You growled at the photo. Letting the tears slip loose again, you glared, "I know I was being a little shit but still, you should know that I-" with a shaky release of breath your voice broke, "I can't take this."

Eddie's mind was left howling, his feet making up their mind that they wanted to run out as he lingered in the shadows watching tears fall loudly. But he was saved by the sound of feet shuffling through the leaves on the ground.

Eddie's eyes narrowed at the man who came to a stop behind you, Standing awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"You holding up out here?" Axel asked.

Wanting little more than to stop your crying and avoid being seen in such a mess by him, you tried to pull yourself together. "Can you go away?" You asked him.

But the sound of his boots only stepped closer.

Eddie's eyes shifted between the two of you. "She/he said go away," His mind grumbled as his eyes narrowed.

You tense as a hand plops on top of your head. As if bothered, Axel sighed, "Stop being a brat for five seconds would you, and admit you're far from ok."

"If you're feeling sorry for me now, I know it's bad." you choked, feeling arms wrap over your shoulders. Axel's eyes lingered on the photo, which frayed your rope.

"Yeah, Dottie liked dogs too." Axel murmured.

"Who?" you asked.

Axel paused for some time, before breaking the quiet, "one of two reasons why we understand."

Your body relaxed, "Kali wouldn't cry at first either and then when she did, she'd run everyone off. I'm kind of a pro at this shit, after a year." Axel said, dryly bragging.

Eddie exhaled, he could only just see your body relax beyond the tall man. The brew of guilt and a scrap of envy as he watched dole out the comfort he wanted to give. "son of a bitch." his mind grumbled.

"We had bodies. Stop those whining eyes until then." Axel muttered.

"Hey, find anything?" Mick called, coming through the trees. Axel quickly removed himself from you and created distance. With a long sniffle, you stood a little taller and shook your head. "No. We should probably look elsewhere." you said.

Mick's smirking eyes shifted to Axel. "What?" he asked dryly. Mick shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing, where to now?" She asked. "Food," Axel said.

"Food?" You and Mick ask confused.

Axel stalked off towards the car, "I bet you my last fifty that you haven't eaten actual food." he grumbled. "Three large bags of chips, a bucket of ice cream, and all the pizza bites in the world is actual food when shit is going down." You said following after the two.

"More importantly, why do you care?" Mick snickered.

"Shut up, Mick." Axel snapped.

Their back and forth faded as they walked ahead of you, but you'd stopped walking. Looking over your shoulder to give Skull rock one more scan.

"Oops" Eddie thought, having made more noise than he'd wanted while trying to inch closer to the opening of his hiding place. The chains of his jacket sleeve jangling. Eddie pressed his back to the wall and hoped he'd blend in with the darkness.

You looked up at the face of Skull Rock.

"You coming?" Mick called back to you.

As you moved to turn away, for a moment your eyes moved across the cracked boulder. In a brief second, your gaze fell into Eddie's as he was cloaked in the shadow. It clutched his breath as he tried to exhale. And he would not breathe again until you'd completely vanished into the trees.

"I could have sworn I heard something." You thought to yourself. "You're just losing it still."

Eddie opened his eyes which he'd shut tight, "fuck it." he thought slipping a ring free from his finger, Eddie chucked it out of the crevice, and it landed with a dull thud.

Stopping you back tracked, "I know I heard something that time." you whispered.

Eddie pressed himself to the walls of the boulder once more, "please be dark enough." he thought.

Stepping down, you feel something under your shoe, it clanks as it hits the small rocks under it. Removing your foot and looking down, a mild glint bounces off of a ring you've seen before.

Your lungs fill with air, and you nearly cough in surprise. A large smile stretched across your face, and you just can't stoop fast enough to pick up the thick ring.

Standing up you hold the ring to the light, "it's my favorite one of his." you murmured watching it in the lowering sunlight. Clutching it in your hand, you whisper, "thank you."

"Of course." Eddie thought in reply, a smile threatening to come to his face at the slight shine of hope in your eyes.

Tucking the ring in your pocket, you turn and jog to catch up with Mick and Axel.

Once you'd left, Eddie crawled free from the tight space and nestled under the arch of the Skull. He pulled the walkie he stole from his jacket and pulled up the antenna, maybe he could reach the others from here.

Mick and Axel returned to Kali for the evening, the sun was fading and Wayne headed to work. You wandered about near the church to post more flyers.

The parking lot was full as chief Powell called a town meeting. You intended ongoing inside, eventually, but had litter desire to have the small high finding the ring gave you stolen away so quickly.

Posting the very last flyer you had, Samantha and Pj came rushing out of the building. "Y/n!" Samantha called, prompting you to turn around.

"Jason's causing a stir and it's not good. He's on one about sacrifices and cults." said Samantha, "yeah, and everyone's eating up the bullshit like beetles." Pj scowled.

Without a word, you follow them, into the school and down the halls, you quietly slip inside. Eyes falling on the basketball team who took up the isle, and Jason who stood front and center, ranting out unto the crowd. For a moment, you listened, seething in silence and confused as to how and why half the room could fall into his words so easily.

"Last night I was overcome with a moment of hopelessness. Then, then, I remembered. Romans twelve, twenty-one." said Jason. You cringed and gave a hard roll of your eyes, "Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good." He said.

Jason then raised his voice the same way you'd seen him time and time again at pep rallys and after winning games, "and God knows there is good in this town! So much good. It's in this room."

As he grew louder, it feed the crowd, "this isn't good." Pj muttered. "It's sickening is what it is, he doesn't believe that crap, surely." Samantha spat.

"What's scary is, I think he does. Fear sparked what he thinks is a revival." You muttered with a scowl. "It's that same bullshit my dad hand fed to desperate people for years. That ol' over the top nonsense that confuses showmanship for conviction." you whispered.

"It's in this room right here, right now!" Jason cried out. "So I came here humbly today to ask for your help, to help me in this fight." He said.

Having enough, you stepped forward, pushing through the basketball team, Samantha and Pj behind you. "It's convenient isn't it Jason to leave out the pieces you don't want to be told." You called out.

"Chrissy asked for the drugs, Eddie may just as well be a victim as the evidence doesn't mount much against him other than wrong place wrong time, and that Romans twelve, seventeen through nineteen explicitly says to all who believe, repay no one evil for evil. Have regard for good things in the sight of all men. If it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men. Beloved, do not avenge yourselves, but rather give place to wrath; for it is written, “Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,” says the Lord." You stop before him, and the two of you looked each other square in the eyes.

"You forked tongue little bastard, I'm a preachers kid. I know the side steps people try to make to suit themselves." you whispered.

You pointed a finger past Jason and up to Powell, the man looked undone as two of his biggest problems now shared the floor.

"You know damn well, it could be just as possible that the serial killer is faceless and nameless. That Eddie Munson, Edward Munson, might be just another victim." You spoke out, turning your gaze to Jason once more.

"You were there at the lake, when Patrick died," you questioned closing in on him, "what did you hear, you said Eddie was there. But did you see him? Did you see his face? Was it one of contempt? Or was it more likely the face of the boy this town watched grow up!" Your voice strained at the shout, "a face of fear." You said.

Jason's jaw clenched, "I did not see his face." He said quietly, "What?" You asked, just as softly cupping your ear and leaning forward. "I did not see Eddie's face, but he was the only one around who-"

"What ever happened to innocent until proven guilty?" Pj spoke out. "Because this doubt you all have is far from reasonable." he added.

"Chrissy was killed in his house! And he was there when Patrick..." Jason's voice faltered.

"So where is the murder weapon, the motive, the fingerprints, how have they got nothing?" You argued. "Because it is not something of this earth! It is the devil working through a vessel! Sewing evil!" Jason shouted.

"The prince of the air likes chaos, which is exactly what you are sewing, Jason. Even the demons speak scripture." You murmured.

Whirling to face the crowd, you shook your head, "this is stupid! Devils and cults, this shit is human, it's a human problem. Believe whatever you'd like. Eddie is a son of Hawkins, he was raised here, and you know him. If anything, he needs all of you too." You plead.

"It's far from human, it explains so much," Jason said.

"Yeah, I heard your bit about the mall fire and the deaths." You said flatly, cutting your gaze back to him like a knife. "And if for a moment you think he could have killed a person like Barbara Holland, a fellow Freak and Nerd. You crazy." You barked.

"Look at you, gearing up to pull out the pitchforks like village idiots! Ever think this is exactly what the real murderer would have wanted? You might be so hungry for answers you don't care that they're wrong, and you're failing the biggest test of your lives!" You shouted.

"Don't believe her/him, she/he was one of them!" Andy shouted out.

"Fucking Aye, I was!" you roar. "But I'm just trying to find someone who's probably scared and alone, I'm not the one beating up students in their homes while they're trying to deal with the tragedy shaking this town, yet again." you growled.

Turning to Jason and then Powell, your eyes narrow. "You can't talk to them, Y/n." Samantha said. "We're different, if we aren't on display for amusement were monsters for the pitchforks." she whispered.

"Hawkins kills its own darlings for all the wrong reasons." Samantha muttered.

"They're brainwashed," Jason said quickly, "Fight with me and let us take down this evil. We will save Hawkins together!" Jason rallied.

The room fell silent and many sat in a stiff limbo. Your eyes took in the many faces, biting your lip as your limbs felt cold. Until finally a large man got to his feet and headed for the door. You sighed in relief, "clearly he can see this is insa-"

You thought shattered.

"Well, what are you all still sitting around for, you all heard the kid!" he called.

It started a slow trickle of others following him. Your heart raced, and you could feel your pulse in your ears, "no, wait, hey!" You called grabbing at people's arms. "You have to listen, this isn't right!" You called, looking back to Powell, silently asking for help.

"Get off me!" a man in his twenties called, shaking your hands free. She stumbled back and were caught in slim arms. "Are you ok?" Karen Wheeler questioned. Water burned at your eyes as you watch the crowd ignore Powell's warnings.

Pj and Sam rushed to you, helping you to your feet. "No, of course not." Pj scowled in reply. "Come on, we need to warn the guys." Samantha urged, the two of them leading you to the back door.

"Y/n, stop it!" Jeff called out as you tossed another plate to the floor, shattering it. Samantha quietly swept up the shards. "Leave her/him be." she said between your strings of curses.

Your whole body trembled from the overwhelming wave of emotions. Each one blaring loudly in your mind, and shaking your bones. "You need to breathe, Y/n" called Pj.

"I can't the air is toxic in this damned town!" you raged. "We shouldn't have been here," your lips peel away from your teeth as you speak, trying to withhold a snarl of contempt. "We wasted years when we could have been away somewhere else." You said.

Corroded fell silent, "he loves this place." you whispered. "And it never loved him."

"I made a promise to his mother." your words were dry. "I wouldn't let this town suck him dry like it did her, it breeds monsters, she said. And they're all hungry." you whispered. "She was right, and I am failing!" you shouted as another plate crashed, this time against the wall.

Samantha dropped her broom and rushed in to hug you, and all inside your house joined her. "Calm down, if they can look, so can we." said Gareth. "Yeah, it takes a freak to find a freak, right? We have better odds." Pj said forcing a smile.

A knock came to the door and Nick went to open it.

Axel peered around the boy at the sound of cursing and cries. "Um…this is a bad time." Nick said, however Axel simply stepped around him, inviting himself inside.

"What do you need us to do?" Axel asked, tone heavy. You look up at him beyond the large group hug. "Who the hell are you?" Gareth barked, falling into defense.

"I'm the guy that helped save you from princy." Axel said.

Nick went to close the door when a foot slipped in between. Mick pushed the door open and, like Axel, let herself inside. "wha-" Nick gasped. "It's cool," Mick said to him.

"People are gathered in the streets, that can't be good." Mick said to you. "It's not, Jason's worked everyone up into a hunt." You explained. "So we hunt to," Kali's calm voice spread through the room. Nick stepped aside and let her in, he wasn't going to play doorman any longer.

"Where do they keep coming from?" Jeff asked.

"Why? You don't have to." You questioned. "Because we know what it feels like. We can't just watch it happen." said Axel. Kali folded her arms, "We're still here for a while, might as well be useful." she said.

"It's better than being bored," Mick shrugged.

"And you've kind of grown on us." Axel said.

"You mean you." Mick shot.

Shaking free from the arms of your friends, you retrieve your backpack and set it on the kitchen counter. "Then all we can do is get serious about looking, we need to be more organized." You murmured pulling out a Map of Hawkins, "we need to break into groups, someone should have ears on the news at all times, and we're going to need more help..." You murmured.

"Harvey will help," Wayne said.

You and the others looked up at the sound of his voice. "They aired the town meeting." Wayne explained. "Some of the workers down at the Plant aren't convinced it was Eddie either, They'll help...maybe. If we're quiet about it." said Wayne.

"What about the drunken quartet down at the hideout?" You asked Jeff. "It's five now." said Gareth, Jeff shrugged. "I mean, I can talk to them, but really how much good are they going to be?" he asked.

"Every pair of eyes counts." said Pj, "heh, yeah, and no one's going to suspect a handful of drunks of spying. They're perfect to be eyes and ears around town." Axel said.

"If they remember anything." Samantha muttered.

"Great, so let's talk groups..." You said looking between everyone carefully.

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Disclaimer: this chapter isn't pro or anti religion.

#eddie munson fic #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson reader insert #eddie munson x y/n

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Destruction is out and boy, this one’s a doozy

Ok review/rant time let’s go motherfuckers, and for simplicity sake, I will be dividing this post into subcategories to make reading this tolerable, because HOLY FUCK SO MUCH HAPPENED.

The season could have ended here… again.

I swear to god this season’s theme might as well be “let’s show you all the ways we can finish this show in one episode using a smart idea, but proceed to beat it to a pulp with a hammer because we need this show to run on forever and ever and never stop EVER” because Ladybug takes Hawkmoth- oh sorry, MoNaRcH, on this entire fucking treasure hunt 5D chess game, ONLY TO FLUB IT IN THE LAST SECOND?!

LIKE BITCH STOP MONOLOGUING I KNOW YOU LIKE TO TALK ABOUT HOW GREAT YOU ARE AND HOW MUCH OF A GUARDIAN YOU ARE EVEN IF YOU FAILED IN EVERY ASPECT POSSIBLE, BUT NOWS THE TIME TO SHUT UP AND GRAB THE MIRACULOUSES

The Kwamis are also still kinda brat babies, but I forgive them this time because monarch deserved it

Also is the show not aware that they’re pointing out the absurdity of the fucking rooster miraculous by explaining it?! Like bitch if it’s meant to give you powers it’s fucking OP! And Hawkmoth could’ve easily asked for the power to translate the Kwami bubbles into speech and whoops look at that doesn’t contradict other Kwamis HE WINS!!!

And speaking of Hawkmoth…

BITCH YOU LITERALLY WERE FACING LADYBUG!!! I DONT CARE HOW MAGICAL AND STRONG THE FUCKING MASKS ARE, IT TAKES A SINGLE NEURON FOR YOU TO GO “wait a minute. A random girl around ladybug’s age with same hair and eyes and physique conveniently has the first key to the puzzle to find the miraculous. NO ITS THE MOUSE MIRACULOUS LETS GO FIND LADYBUG’S FUCKING ADDRESS”

It’s so… stupid. Again the show starts with a smart idea to look like they’re becoming a sophisticated plot that moves forward, but the characters’ actions are just so idiotic! Like ladybug/Hawkmoth could’ve easily won if they had done the one logical thing anyone else would have done!

Chat noir… is a tool

Real quick y’all Chat Noir has 1:15 minutes of screentime from a 20 something minute episode, and his screentime consists of one scene where he kills it to being a prop for Ladybug’s plan.

Also is it just me? Or is the show really trying to push chat noir into the back? Like I’m still not sure because it’s only been three episodes, but Chat Noir has been entirely downgrade to funny quips, one line that fans will adore and latch onto, and “yes ladybug you’re amazing ladybug you’re ideas are always right ladybug and you’ll always fix everything ladybug despite failing miserably, still betraying my trust and hiding secrets, and being all in all a shit human”

Either way I feel bad for him, you did good baby, now go contemplate how your cataclysm works please don’t use it on yourself

What the fuck is the timeline?!

Ok so when the fuck does this exactly take place?! I know the actual mission is supposed to take place between episode 1 and 2 because of Hawkmoth’s appearance but then why the fuck did they say last episode that there was a time skip where Hawkmoth did nothing?! CLEARLY IF HAWKMOTH WAS CAUGHT LIVE PUTTING A RANDOM GIRL IN A HOSTAGE SITUATION WE SHOULD HAVE BEEN MADE AWARE OF IT?! OR LADYBUG AND CHAT NOIR WOULD HAVE ALERTED THE PUBLIC?!

Also if Adrien just cataclysmed Hawkmoth, wouldn’t he have more on his mind then marinette?! Which speaking of, watch Gabe’s cataclysm mark be forgotten until the show needs it ti be relevant again

The show be pretending to have a timeline, but the timeline is as bad as ever✨

Monarch 2.0… ugh.

Listen I’m gonna make a whole ass separate post about the miraculous rings, because this shit is so absurd and breaks every single rule we’ve known about the miraculouses thus far that it needs its own analysis post (I’ll try to put it here if I remember) but long story short, the rings should not be able to work if they were ground up ti powder because of what we know happens when there’s a single crack in a miraculous, and Gabriel’s way of using them with the unity rings is the most bullshit way ever that breaks every rule we’ve known about Kwamis and Miraculouses ever AND IT INFURIATES NE SO FUCKING MUCH

Also Gabe’s new look is fine if it weren’t for those hideously tight pants, and Monarch 2.0 is actually the ugliest design this show have come out with so far

Whew! Now that all that is out, I’m heading to bed! Goodnight!

#ml season 5 #miraculous ladybug #ml rants #ml destruction #marinette dupain cheng #chat noir #MoNArCh #I’m legit so tired this season’s theme is the illusion of fan service and bashing good plot ideas in the head #BUT LADYBUG IS THE BEST AND SHE HAS A PLAN EVEN THO SHE HONESTLY JUST NEEDS TO LEARN TO SHUT UP AND GRAB THE MIRACULOUS #adrien agreste

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