#i feel like dating in high school wasnt really a thing. and i could be wrong but if ir was a thing it was a thing the same as having your

[omegasmileyface]

im slowly becoming more certain that ive lived an aromantic or aspec experience but im starting to think my experience was VERY much not the norm for those

#i feel like ive rarely had romance pushed onto me. ive been flirted with for usually a day or a couple days which felt so bad but its #over quickly. there was no background pressure for a relationship. i was never grilled or pressured by my family #in school my best friend was a boy which got me some 'oh they must be dating' but (a) nobody gave a shit about me enough to push lol #and (b) you can only consistently have guy friends for so long in a small school before people just get used to it #i feel like dating in high school wasnt really a thing. and i could be wrong but if ir was a thing it was a thing the same as having your #own car and playing varsity sports and doing spirit week etc etc. that was a world so outside mine it genuinely felt like there was no #crossover. we were a gay friend group but we were HIGH SCHOOLERS in the middle of nowhere. we werent gay as in 'dating queerly' we were #gay as in 'queer expectations for future dating' which was a very aspec INCLUSIVE experience #its very likely that the only reason i didnt experience this constant overwhelming pressure to conform that i hear from other aros is just #because im not very observant of emotions. im an autistic outcast who only cared about dating as a concept not a reality yknow? you would #have probably had to say it directly to my face if you wanted me to think you thought i was supposed to be in a relationship #i was just chillin. i dunno. anyway all this is to say i fuckin love valentines day #its a family holiday to me :)

[beesmygod]

What are some of your favorite pieces of art/ art that has made you think a lot?

this is such a cheesy cop-out answer, but there's a lot of things that im going to struggle remembering because of 1. how situational the experience was (as in, the context in which i experienced the piece) 2. how wide the word "art piece" is. 3. the great fortune to have been born to parents with strong artistic sensibilities and a love of travel/education. so these are like. really weird and specific but maybe thats the way it should be:

let's start with the most overly dramatic: st. paul's cathedral in london has guided tours where they take you into rooms and let you mill around before moving to the next one. my family took a trip overseas as a really, really big special vacation to celebrate my sister and i graduating from high school (we're not twins, we just combo'd it after she graduated) that i was too brain-broken and teenage to fully appreciate. its a beautiful cathedral but i was in my edgy internet atheist stage and refused to be impressed by it until i stood over a grate in the floor. through the grates you can see the crypt that you visit next. but standing over the grate, someone below started to sing something hymnal and very catholic. and i realized i was the only one who could hear it because of the crowd chatter. and it made me feel, in the moment, so special and so lonely in a way that i still think about, a lot. it was for me only. divine providence.

a date with adam to a place i had no idea existed but he had been to before: the bad art museum, which is split over like 3 different buildings in a bizarre way. we only went to the one where you have to buy a ticket to a movie as entry and it was some truly lovely bad art and made me sad how inaccessible it was but resolute about my love of the nuances of uncelebrated anti-art masterpieces. then we watched "assassination nation" and it was fucking terrible. great date.

reading the theory regarding the "venus of willendorf" being a self portrait as a 20-something year old and running into the bathroom to take my clothes off and look down at myself and having my mind blown. not just by how much i instantly understood it, but because of the tugging feeling on my heart when i feel that strand of history connecting women artists driven by that unknown compulsion to create for creations sake!

similarly, seeing artemisia gentileschi's work next to her fathers and realizing how much she outclassed him in every single way and feeling the tugging feeling again, but this time with a dark woe of realization of how history minimizes achievement and talent when it eases a narrative

reading jane erye's descriptions of herself and her approaches to her plights and for the first time feeling like someone had walked a path that i currently found myself lost on.

reading 1984 as a middle schooler and becoming so angry at the ending i threw the book across the room (something i had never done before and never did again in my life) and stormed out of my room to complain to my mom lol. IT REALLY UPSET ME!!!

reading les miserables for the first time and weeping piteously for days after the ending and having it impact my brain so hard it re-wired how i think about the concept of "legacy" and what it means to matter in the world and how love is nothing without the courage to stand up for it. and that mercy should, and will, always supersede unwavering justice (hard lesson to remember, maybe im due for a re-read)

sneaking into my parents room to read the books i wasnt supposed to yet as a really little kid lol. my mom used to get "dykes to watch out for" in a newsletter she was subscribed to! but i didnt read those bc they were dumb relationship comics for grown-ups. i wanted to read about opus the penguin and lee iacocca, as if i knew who that was. my mother's comic collection was the single most influential constant in my life. knowing that i was exposed to bill watterson's commentary about his own work via the big collections my mom owned probably explains a lot about what's wrong with me. but she also had a lot of berke breathed before he fully wussed out

the general experience of playing a video game that you arent supposed to/when you arent supposed to is probably one of the most freeing means of meaningless rebellion as a kid that everyone should experience. i used to be up playing pokemon past my bedtime under my covers with a huge heavy rubber flashlight i stole from the kitchen and had to replace every morning without getting caught once i was done with it. god, the days before backlit screens we had to get really fucking wild with it. in high school i would wake up at 5:00am, sneak into the computer room where the ps2 was and play an hour of FFX bc its the longest fucking non-persona game in the world, stop playing before my mom woke up at 6:00am and sneak back into bed. if i hit a part where i couldnt save i would just turn the screen off and come back to it tomorrow lol. secrets......

reading the "pictures for sad children" arc about paul, who is a ghost, finally losing it and going on a rant about how it has never mattered how thin a computer screen is. they were right and reading it helped me articulate and understand a growing feeling of restless frustration at the world around me that i felt singular and alone in. im glad that last i heard that artist is doing ok. i hope they recognize the incredible value in their work as imperfect as they perceived it to be. i do not think they would be happy to know that their old work was impactful, but i hope they realize that what people are able to tease out of their work is meaningful, at least to me it is. ill transcribe the comic rather than repost it i think: paul [while smashing electronics]: "have i told you about [bam] how nerds destroy the world take conspicuous consumption as a lifestyle choice and combine it with early hardware adoption and you have great swaths of gadgetry out of stock because they're incrementally better than the last model and there are landfills full of functioning electronics wasted time, resources, money, etc. the best part is that these things were never necessary it has never mattered how thing a computer is." [smash]

this is too long. i like art.

#art #long post

[crushedsweets]

What about some lulu headcannons since you seem to like her? :)

oh anon u are spoiling me.... heres a little sketch of her college life. let me begin . . tw for general creepypasta things, abuse, bullying, death, etc

ok. so a lot lulus og stuff is gross obviously (although a majority of the og creepypastas have gross origins/creators). as a kid, i was pretty attached to her, but looking back , its just. ugghhghgh. which is why i want to try giving her her own horror type story while still following some of the core things that made her her. BEGONE WITH MIDDLE/HIGH SCHOOL KILLERS...

lulu is 24 but described as 'physically 14' which bugs me esp bc theres so much emphasis on her body being like an adult. and frankly i am not crazy about yet another 'little kid bullied/abused then goes crazy/demonic' story so i scrapped the bullshit ‘is 24 but looks 14 but is drawn like she’s 24!’. So I decided to just to make make her whole zalgo poisoning occur later in life. since its now set in university, a handful of things changed. mayhaps she knows jack ?

she grew up as a rich girl being put through several private schools growing up. she wasnt the smartest, she wasnt the most social, and while i think that the og story did this really fucking poorly, she did deal with harassment cuz she developed early. ranged from people calling her a slut for the same clothes as a thinner girl, to getting dress coded for no good reason, to rumors, etc. so, she's being bullied by her peers, though its moreso a ton of gossip rather than stuff in her og. overall school sucked for her

finally she goes to university. shes away from all those people, away from her helicopter parents, away from dress codes and loneliness. she tries SO hard to keep up the perfect daughter persona in public bc she knows shes walking on thin ice(having been punished for things out of her control all her life), with a wardrobe full of pencil skirts and button ups, but then she finally meets this guy named josh. but that shit gets seriously exhausting. and as many kids in her position do, she wants to Rebel .. she starts going to parties and whatnot w her edgy ass roommate. random garage shows, raves, generally reckless behavior etc. its not her fully her thing but she's there and having fun.

idk his name in the og story but there was that guy that led her on just to further abuse her. i changed him up and made him some guy in a frat that she met at a rando party. he was so sweet to her the first time they met, they talked for a long time at the party, he was cool overall and she never ever craved attention like this before - she never even GOT attention like this before, coming from an all girls school, so she clung. but he wasnt actually gonna date her, so he said some bullshit excuse about 'you know how greek life is, my frat wont let me date u unless u join this specific sorority!! soz' and he chose the worst, most clique-y sorority that has the most insane hazing ritual for girls that arent sought after. he thought there was no way she'd give it a shot and he could get her off his back. a dick move, but he didnt think she'd do it.

but, she does - and the hazing is fucking shit. the girls in the sorority are worse than the girls in highschool (and maybe in cliché fashion, one of her highschool bullies ended up in the sorority before her?). it starts off as things like 'oh you gotta buy your sorority sisters coffee for a week' to 'oh you have to be drunk/high throughout all your classes for a week' to completely deranged shit like branding yourself or slashing a professors tires. things nobody in their right mind would do, typically.

i havent decided exactly how exactly lulu hits the point where they think she's dead, but a group of sorority girls think she is. they panic, and in their panic cannot feel her pulse or hear breathing. she's completely unconscious, cold, and frankly on the way to death - so they take her to slenders forest and get to work

they bury her in a shallow grave, unaware of all the different demons residing in the forest watching one of the most gruesome displays of humanity. if youve watched girl from nowhere, theres a scene where nano gets buried alive by a group of her classmates then she wakes up . . imagine that.

im thinking, similar to the operator, zalgo can infect people as well . . maybe people on their death beds ? anyway, lulu's infected. long after the girls run off, lulu manages to dig herself out of the grave. shes wheezing, coughing, sobbing, its dark and cold and foggy, and she now has to come face to face with zalgo making some weird 'i saved you, i want something in return.' and there goes her eyes !!! rip lulu. maybe zalgo did it cuz hes a dick, maybe he actually needs human parts to seal the deal.

theres some more interaction but overall lulu doesnt have a ton of demon powers or anything. new wounds heal quickly, but her past ones will never will. she can be eerily quiet, popping in and out with fog, doesn't need food/water/sleep. . she does have kinda crazy strength(no agility or speed), but she's so mentally weak it does nothing for her

for a while she does just wander the forest in complete and utter mourning, until one of the proxies finds her and is like Oh Fuck that's not human. toby describes her as a zombie. so she's another job for them to handle

eventually they settle her in the hospital with ann.. the hospital is likely an area that experiences more fog, being closer to the lake perhaps, so it just makes sense to put her in an area she can see. it took a while for lulu to calm down bc she now has a pretty big fear around women , and the proxies have to CONSTANTLY come around and check in for a while, cuz she feels safer with them. maybe they tried putting her with jack but jack said absolutely the fuck not. bc lulus legitmately scary. she's constantly croaking, crying, wheezing, dripping blood everywhere she goes, etc.

she eventually gets along with ann, who thinks lulus cute and fun to chat with. i made a joke about them doing tiktok dances together but like. i could see it. maybe ann reminds lulu of her roommate, the only girl whos been completely nice to her ? dunno. (despite the roomie being the reason lulu got into the partying and stuff)

mmmmmm yeah. that is basically the entire rewrite .

i likely wont include her too much in the story just because the rewrite is so drastic+shes not all too popular but i used to feel very fondly towards her when i was 10 and i do think her character cconcept is super cool (the fog, the eye stuff, zalgo poisoning etc). theres just hella weird stuff but its a creepypasta from 2013 idk what we expect

#hcs #creeped #asks #lulu creepypasta #lulu #sweetart #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon

[munsonology]

sav maybe its cause I'm like super horny tonight but:

Perv!BestFriend!Eddie. He can't help thinkkng of you as slightly more innocent then him. Of course it isnt that you don't do anything (or maybe you haven't), but you stay at home more often than not whilst Eddie goes out to the bar to play with the band. Eddie would go to high school parties dealing, whilst you would much rather go see a movie or stay home reading a book. He suspects you haven't done much but isnt sure, which is why he always brings up his escapades.

He has mentioned things he's done with girls (and maybe a few guys) and you haven't really mentioned much. He likes to watch you fidget and squirm, clenching your thighs together subconsciously. The way he can tell you are flustered without blushing, makes his heart skip a beat. But you're best friends!! It's okay!! To tell each other!! And hey!! You're best friends!! Let's talk about kinks!! Totally fine!!

So one day you come in to his room, sit on HIS bed, and are like "okay so we are best friends right?" Which he scoffs and rolls his eyes at, DUH of course you are! No one else would willingly hang out with "the freak". You go on to mention how you went on a date- his brain stops. You never mentioned a date. Now he's flustered and interrupting every two seconds "uh best friends don't keep secrets what the fuck". "Well I wasnt sure if it would work out, so I didnt want to mention it". Eddie may be a little pissed but you distract him by saying "I need a favor." "Sorry sweets, can't go on the run for murder again". You roll his eyes and grab his hand, staring deep into his eyes as you say," yeah no, don't need that, but Kyle said I was a terrible kisser snd I want to be better so can you please teach me how to kiss?"

Which is the last thing Eddie expects but of course he will teach you how to kiss!! Only best friends get that honor right?! And hey, let's teach you how to give a hickey too! And maybe once you start grinding on him subconsciously, he'll help teach you how to make a guy feel real good with his mouth

(not that you had any intention for this to turn out such a way I mean cmon its not like you've had a crush on the guy and had gotten off to the thought of him before)

OH MY GOD!!! Bestie your mind has me 🤯 one of my fav types of fics is the character teaching reader sexual things. There’s a fic on a03 I never saved and it was the first Eddie fic i ever read last summer and like the talent on this app, it was a MASTERPIECE! I can’t remember who wrote it tho 😭

The chipotle people hooked my bowl all the way up and now I got the itis so apologies if this is all over the place 😭

I feel like since season 4 came out everyone on this app has synced and we’re all horny at the same time 😭 i can’t be the only one who noticed

But back to you! I love pervy bff Eddie too! I think he assumes you aren’t interested in sex because he doesn’t see you with anyone or talk about sex as openly as he does. And it could be because no one is Eddie and it wouldn’t be the same with anyone else. So you focus on other things like school, your hobbies, etc

But when you go out on a date with Kyle (I giggled at this because there’s always a Kyle at school that does the most questionable shit 😭 was it just my schools??) Eddie loses his shit at the lunch table. He had to hear it in the hallway outside mrs. O’Donnell’s class so he couldn’t pay attention the entire class.

And suddenly you’re bringing this Kyle around the party. So he starts bringing his conquests around too. And even tells you in full detail how he fucked some girl in the alley behind the hideout or how he got a bj from the hot plumber fixing his neighbor Janice’s sink. It goes on for weeks like this, he watches how your thighs clench when he describes having a jerk off with Chase from the basketball team in the showers after gym and how Mandy from history class squirted all over the van seats (you did question why the floor was a little damp…). Each story is more than the next and eddie drops his pretzels on purpose just to pick them up (super weird for him because you’ve never known him to clean up anything at home!) and under the table what does he see? Sweet little you grinding your pussy and squeezing your thighs on the bench of the cafeteria bench. He notices the tremble when you cum too 😭

But it isn’t until you ask him for help with that peabrain Kyle that he takes the opportunity to show you the ropes of sex. And not just fucking! He shows you how to kiss so good any guy would get hard from just that, and how brushes of the arm can ignite a fire. And it evolves to Eddie showing you how to give bjs and handjobs, and he fingers you, eats your sweet cunt (he’s saving your ass for a later time). It goes like this for months until finally you confess that Kyle ended things after 2 dates. You did all this to be closer to Eddie. And Eddie confesses he was showing you how he likes to be pleased, not other guys and especially not Kyle.

You wanna fuck him now! But he wants to take his time with you. Light candles around your room, scatter roses on the bed, worship your body how it deserves because you’re the goddess of his dreams! And you were right under his nose the entire time.

He’s super sweet when you finally have sex too. Guiding you through your orgasm, holding his until you’ve cum at least three times, cuddling. But in the moments after you ask “teddy can you show me what you like and not what you think I like?”

And this opens the door to every kink that’s ever run through his mind! He eases you into everything but he can’t wait to show you how he really uses those handcuffs! But over time he realizes you’re s freak too 😭 and now y’all can be freaky and nasty together!!!!

Which is what we all want right 😌 at least for meeeee 😭 lol

#eddie munson/reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #fem reader #eddie munson x black female reader #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson fem!reader #eddie munson smut #black female reader #eddie munson/female reader

[fabaceous]

do you think jackieshauna could've gotten together eventually if the plane didn't crash/if jackie hadn't died or were they doomed from the start?

hi anon i know this took a while (sorry) but it's because this is one of my favorite cans of worms to open and i had a lot to say. so thank you for giving me an excuse to talk about it ;)

my answer, depending on the day and my mood, ranges from NO to YES, BUT to NO, BUT.

NO, because i think that even on a pure friendship level they are doomed. their flaws were like, designed in a lab (or a writer's room lol) to tear them apart. jackie is insecure and holds on too tightly to shauna. shauna quietly resents jackie for it and fucks around behind her back. as long as they have these traits, their relationship is a ticking time bomb. they will never make it within ten miles of a romantic relationship because even their friendship is doomed.

NO, because even if their friendship doesn't implode, they are both simply too damn repressed to ever make a move. im not even saying this as a cop-out, like, i truly believe in my heart and soul that they both have latent romantic feelings for each other but they tie themselves in all sorts of pretzels to avoid it and i'll go even further and say they are both REALLY FUCKING GOOD AT IT. like more so than most people. given my own experiences denying my (in hindsight incredibly obvious) feelings for girls (and i SUCK at repressing things) i have no doubt at all that they could go the rest of their lives convincing themselves that some girlfriendships are Just Like That. the human mind is a very powerful thing and the human mind on comphet and repression? nearly unstoppable. and even if they dont have some world-shattering blowout, and their friendship just sort of fizzles out for some nebulous and ambiguous (read: gay yearning related) reason, years later they'll still be looking back at their relationship saying Huh. Wasnt That Weird...Well...Nevertheless...I'm Sure It Was Nothing To Worry About...

like, okay, im gonna spend a little more time with this one because i think their repression is so key to their dynamic. jackie is obviously unable to face any aspect of herself that is even remotely imperfect. gay feelings for shauna would definitely fall into that category given what i assume she has internalized from her parents and her peers and it being the 1990s. shauna, while more willing to accept her dark side, cant bear the thought of wanting jackie like that. its the one bridge she cant cross. she'll literally fuck jeff. fucking JEFF!!! before she lets herself act on desire for jackie (at least not in a straightforward/normal way lol)

i think both of them on some level must feel that they have a desire for each other, or else they wouldn't be so desperate to avoid it. but they are SO desperate to avoid it, and i don't really have anything to back this up other than my gut feeling but i just can't imagine them ever overcoming their respective hurdles of repression, and definitely not under normal high-school circumstances. MAYBE in the wilderness they would've had a chance IF THINGS HAD GONE VERY DIFFERENTLY because they would be free from societal expectations or whatever, and maybe a life or death situation could've given them enough of a shock that they'd finally own up to their feelings. but EVEN THEN, personally, i think it's still questionable. i think this is just so deeply rooted that it would be anywhere from incredibly difficult to impossible for both of them to get past it. (it's no good if only one of them overcomes the repression, btw. then you just have unrequited pining (but secretly actually requited but the other person won't admit that they're requiting it so it's effectively unrequited which would be perhaps even worse and more painful. btw. if you even care))

now on to the other options...

YES, BUT, even if by some miracle they were able to get past their repression and date each other, i guarantee you all their toxic habits would be not only repeated but MAGNIFIED by being in a romantic relationship. like, ok, the good news is, they would finally be free to be openly obsessed with each other lol. but... imagine jackie gets EVEN MORE insecure about shauna leaving her because now she actually feels like she has a legit claim on shauna being "hers". before, her possessiveness (for lack of a more nuanced term) was tempered by the fact that they are just friends, and shauna should theoretically be allowed to have other friends, even if jackie doesn't like it. but shauna should NOT be having other girlfriends. so jackie would likely be reaching new levels of terrified of shauna leaving her. shauna would still be unable to address conflict directly. rinse and repeat this whooooole vicious cycle until it blows up in their faces like laura le--[gunshot]

finally, NO, BUT, and this one may be controversial & a bit more far fetched than the others, but i do think that under the right circumstances they could kiss or even fuck without it compromising their repression. i actually even think they could have a sort of sneaky situationship while still repressing their bigscaryfeelings for each other. HEAR ME OUT. they are both very careful about compartmentalizing their desire for each other and keeping it hidden FROM THEMSELVES. they often fail and it boils over despite their best efforts, but the more important thing is that they think they're succeeding at keeping their desire from breaching containment. and as long as they have that plausible deniability where they are hiding it from themselves, even if they don't manage to hide it from the rest of us (or even each other), i dont think its impossible for them to act on the desire, like, on pure instinct, but without actually intellectually or emotionally acknowledging the larger implications that that brings. and even if the desire breaches containment, they could still find a way to write it off as just desire in general and not desire for each other specifically. especially when they also still have the excuse of being horny teenagers with no impulse control, they could easily brush it off as, oh, we were just drunk, we were just experimenting. or even, oh, it was just shauna, it's not like i actually LIKE-like her, i just made out with her, but its shauna, so it obviously doesnt mean anything.

and i think they could even do this consistently for weeks months MAYBE up to a year or so, while deluding themselves into thinking this is somehow normal or not a big deal. because they have already proven they are masters of doublethink and repression, otherwise we wouldn't have gotten this far lol. but it would 100% also blow up in their faces. the question is, who would crack first? who would want something real? or who would walk away because it got too real? theres sooo much to ponder with this particular scenario and it's all very juicy and compelling (and GOD would i love to see it unfold with my own two eyeballs, can bart and ashley please write and film an AU of their own tv show?!) but i dont think it would ever lead them anywhere good or healthy.

so long story short (lol. conciseness has never been my strong suit as is probably abundantly clear by now) i personally do not think there is any possibility of a satisfying happy-ending scenario for these two. and i personally am perfectly okay with that because so much about them would have to change in order for them to get a happy ending that at that point, they would no longer be the jackie and shauna that i know and love.

#anon did this answer your question. lol. sorry or you're welcome #also if anyone has anything to add. PLEASE i beg #whether its backing me up or refuting me id be curious to hear #esp about the last one lol i have no idea if that made sense or not the way i explained it #yellowjackets #yj asks

[frostedpuffs]

you have most definitely had a devastating and possibly unrequited crush on a close friend (assumptions)

hasnt everyone at some point??? lol

but ACTUALLY this reminded me that i do have a REALLY FUNNY STORY that kind of relates to PPU

in high school my best friend and i (still best friends to this day) had MASSIVE crushes on each other. like absolutely massive and all-encompassing crushes on each other at the same time. but we were OBLIVIOUS TO IT despite being so obvious and we kept telling ourselves "nah, she doesn't like me back." she was my gay awakening ok. we would walk around school, HOLDING HANDS, and tell everyone we were dating for shits and giggles just to see people's reactions, which was so funny to us! because both of us knew that we weren't dating, we were just friends! haha, so funny! so silly! we would jokingly refer to each other as our girlfriend Just For The Laughs. we sat together on the bus every day, spent all our time at school together when not in class, had sleepovers weekly SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED, but yet we were still like :) no :) she doesn't like me back :) and then on one of my birthdays she kissed me.

as friends.

because i had never been kissed before.

but dont worry, it was a platonic kiss! just a friend thing. a friendly kiss to show a friend what kissing is like! haha, no feelings involved at all!

anyway. we never actually dated. eventually the crushes faded. we only talked about it years later and oh my god our minds were BLOWN when we found out we had mutual crushes on each other. at the point we had finally discussed it though, the both of us were in relationships with other people so like. IT NEVER WENT ANYWHERE. but still to this day sometimes we talk about it and we're like lol. wasnt that crazy

these days i could NEVER see myself dating her because we're just best friends and that's all really. plus she's engaged and that crush was like ten years ago now anyway. nowadays it'd be like dating my sister ksdfkasdf which is WILD to think about. like it would just be so weird to me now. we will always be Perfectly Platonic

give me an extremely specific assumption you have about me based off of my fanfic

#ash answers #Anonymous

[prttydolls]

unexpected surrogate : ̗̀➛ draco malfoy

sypnosis : you were inlove with him, but all you were to him was a surrogate.

warning(s) : mentions of infertility, short smut, giving birth, children. i think thats all!

authors note : tysm @n0agranger for helping me pick a fic that i could write 🤍

draco lucius malfoy.

the boy you love.

the boy you chased for many years.

the boy who is your best friend since you were a child.

you loved draco with your whole life, platonically and romantically ever since you met him you just fell Inlove with his soft blonde hair, sharp facial features, gorgeous grey mesmerising eyes.

draco was the man of your dreams.

it was like a happy fairy tale, well until that very day.

you were sitting in your dorm, reading a transfiguration book sinking into its words and letters when suddenly draco barged in.

you look at up, and looked back at your book. “theres this new thing called knocking drac.” you pointed out. draco didn't seem amuse with your joke, instead he sat down next to you bouncing his thigh.

he looked really happy.

you wondered what was he so happy about? did he finally ruin harryʼs life? did his father give him the broom he had been asking for?

these assumptions came into your brain.

you decided to just ask him, to cut to the chase. “Alright, why are you smiling like a child who found a candy pile?”

draco took a deep breath and looked at you once more with giddy eyes, you wanted to kiss that happy smile of his.

“im dating astoria greengrass!”

what. the. fuck.

you look at him with shock, mouths agape. why is he dating astoria greengrass? couldn't he see that he had you?

you faked choking on your own saliva “w-what?” you asked, "im dating astoria greengrass you idiot, i cant believe im dating the prettiest girl in the school!” he fawned over the brunette.

well, he wasnt wrong about her being the prettiest girl she was drop dead gorgeous. a perfect body image, pretty face, long wavy brown hair, and a good reputation.

but why didn't draco see that your also the same as Astoria, you had parents with high ranking positions in the ministry, rich, good reputaion and a pretty face.

why cant he?

hes too blinded by her, astoria.

you felt like utter shit, you wanted to slap draco and cry until you felt weak.

but you didn't.

you just smiled and listen, nodding at what draco said but on the inside you heart was broken now, and draco didnt even know he was the one who broke it.

years and years passed, you saw how draco fell inlove with astoria even more and more. hell! they even got married and you still didn't move on from draco, you didn't wanna be with another man while you clearly know that your heart belongs to draco, and draco alone.

you still maintained a perfect friendship with draco still, you both saw eachother often.

you had an okay relationship with astoria, but you cant help but feel she's jealous of you and dracos friendship.

you were sitting at your sofa, drinking a cup of hot cocoa and suddenly you got an owl flying through your window.

you saw it was from narcissa, what could she want? you opened the envelope with gold embroidered on it (a/n: ugh narcissa is so fancy 😌)

dear y/n,

please come to the manor at once, your parents are here and we must discuss something important.

from, narcissa malfoy

you quickly grab afew essentials, your muggle phone, keys, and your want. with that, you left to apparate to the malfoy manor.

you felt dizzy as your feet came in contact with the ground, it felt like years since you last came to the malfoy manor. everything had changed.

you knocked at the door to see their house elf, corby. “good afternoon young ms y/l/n! your parents are at the study room, may i have your bag?” corby greeted, after all these years the malfoys still own elves.

“good afternoon corby, no thank you. thank you for telling me where are my parents are.” you thanked the pointy nosed creature and left.

when you entered the room you saw a crying astoria, in dracos arms and a reallt strict looking narcisss and lucius looking at astoria. then theres your parents at the side, looking concerned at the couple.

“hi everyone...” you greeted everyone in the room awkwardly, narcissa looked happy to see you and quickly sat up and gave you a warm embrace, narcissa personally thinks that you and draco should've ended together, since astoria was kinda snobby towards narcissa.

“oh y/n dear! we have some bad news...”

draco looked up at you amd smiled warmly, but astoria took a look at his face and slapped his arm.

narcissa and lucius began to explain to you that astoria couldn't bare a child since, a unkown blood curse she had developed when she was a child. the malfoys needed a new heir, a grand child.

“will you be our surrogate y/n? your parents agree, we just need you to agree.”

you thought for a moment, why did they chose out of all people.. why did they choose you? couldn't they just adopt a child?

“hm, why can't they adopt a child though?” you questioned, lucius quickly responded and said ; “well, we did thought about about adoption but it wouldn't be by blood meaning the malfoy line would be ruined over a stupid adoption, so we need it by blood meaning draco will be sleeping with you, we need the child to be atleast related to ”

.  .  .

you took a look at your parents, and they gave you a supportive nod, you take a look at draco his eyes lighting up with hope.

draco is your best friend, you'd do anything for him.

even carrying his baby, that wont be even yours.

“i.... agree..” you said unsurely, draco immediately ran towards you and hugged you as tight as he could, “thank you! thank you y/n! your the bestest friend ever!”

friend. friend. FRIEND.

thats the point you didnt wanna be the friend, you wanted to be his wife.

you knew he was your soulmate, but the gods really teased you because draco ended up with fucking greengrass.

“thank you dear, in return we will give you atleast half of our gringots vault.”

you entered a new stage in your life, you were now officially dracoʼs and astoriaʼs surrogate.

days, weeks passed you all talked about the arrangements and there goes astoria talking about what you need to eat, and monitoring your every move.

she seemed she didn't want you to be their surrogate, but she didn't have a choice since there are no other available surrogates.

and the day finally came, the day you were supposed to sleep with draco.

it was very embarrassing since you and draco had been close since children and there you both are naked, in a bed.

“you know, we dont have to do this me and astoria could just secretly adopt a kid, y/n i dont want you to feel uncomfortable..”

you look at him and looked back at your clothes on the floor, you did think about it hard.

you wanted this, and you also wanted to moan loudly to tease astoria outside.

“i.. want this draco, you've done so much for me and im returning the favor.” (does that make sense?)

draco nodded and slowly inserted himself onto you, god- he was big-big.

he slammed himself onto you again, and again,and again.

you moaned loudly at his member going back in fourth into your core.

you didnt wanna admit it,but you felt like you were in cloud nine. Draco even kissed your lips! your heart soared as he placed his lips onto yours, he probably didn't remember he kissed you . he said that he kissed you since : he felt like it.

when he came inside you, you felt so full and so contented with this.

you both cleaned up and you purposely left his cum dripping down your inner thigh, whenever you walked near astoria she would frown.

you felt good about yourself, making astoria jealous.

draco couldn't see your hatred for astoria.

months passed and you were in 8 months pregnant with the baby, astoria kinda forgot about draco and the baby and kept on partying narcissa and lucius noticed this and also noticed that draco and you were kinda getting closer, not as friends though. but as lovers.

they noticed that draco was really soft around you, and very considerate.

you wanted a burger at 3 am? he orders you the whole store.

he treated you like his wife, while astoria was absent the whole pregnancy.

you were sitting down at the couch reading the recent article that rita seeker had published.

“ ASTORIA MALFOY HAS A SECRET AFFAIR WITH THEODORE NOTT?! DOES DRACO MALFOY KNOW?! ARE THEY DIVORCED?!

refer to page 21 for the article ”

astoria was... cheating?! draco needed to know the headline even had proof! astoria was kissing Draco's best mate!

you quickly stood up and ran to draco with the news paper, but when you did you suddenly felt a sharp pain .

shit.

your water broke.

“ DRACO! MY WATER BROKE! ”

then everything felt dark, your vision became blurry. before your eyes closed you saw draco carrying you while apparating. but after that? you couldn't remember anything at all.

you woke up in a white room with draco sitting on a chair, carefully rocking something in his arms.

so many questions popped onto your mind ; did you give birth? why did you pass out? does draco know that astoria was cheating on him?

draco puts the new born in its crib, and hugs you.

“y/n! your awake! what happened? why are you crying?” draco threw you questions.

you didnt even realise you were sobbing.

“i- draco... astoria cheated on you..wi-with theo.. ” you blurted out, dracos face soften. “oh.”

oh?

oh no, you told him.

his sad face slowly turned into a happy one, “dont worry, i knew.. plus i dont care if she cheated because... im in love with you, not astoria.. it always had been you I was just- just so scared of commitment.. ” he confessed as he held your trembling hand.

he- draco malfoy?! your bestfriend, inlove with you??

no. no no no?? this cant be. this must be a dream.

“y/n?”

you look at him with amazement, confusion in your eyes.

“draco.... I've been inlove with you since we were children i- i love you so fucking much drac, you dont even know how much i do.” you hugged draco as tears streamed down on your cheeks.

draco felt something he never felt from astoria.

warm, and comfort.

finally, all those years of draco breaking your heart is being healed. making new memories with your son, scorpius hyperion malfoy.

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Dance of Death

Okay, so I've been (like everyone else) absolutely in LOVE with Mr. Eddie Munson! And I just needed to join the fanfic party.

Also yes I know Dance of Death came out in 2008 but for this fic let's just pretend it came out in 1983 with Peace of Mind, okay?

Anyone that knows me, knows that my all time favorite band is Iron Maiden. And a certain song popped in my head while thinking of storylines. I hope this is adequate, it's very late 😅

PAIRING: Eddie Munson x FEM! HISPANIC! Reader!

WARNINGS: A mention of racism, but nothing explicit. Jason, because he needs a warning 🙄. Bullies are ew.

CONTENT: ANGST, Seemingly unrequited love, Dustin being the very bestest friend ever! Ending in fluff!

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There was something about him. Something that made her lose all brain function to act normally. There isn't a thing he could do wrong in her eyes. Edward Munson. The name alone made her blush. How could she not? There's just something about him...

Could it be his messy long hair? His rock and roll style? His sense of humor? His love and care for his friends? The was he defends her so easily and so often? Who knows, actually.

She'd hadn't known him that long. The beginning of her second senior year (not meeting requirements to graduate the first time), his third. Right off the bat she wasnt accepted in most friend groups. Her coming from a whole other state, well away from the tiny secluded town that is Hawkins, Indiana. Not to mention she's one of the only Hispanic people in the high school in general. It also didn't help that she dressed all in black all the time. No one really cared enough to look her way, outright avoiding her to some extent. She's the new kid on the block, she understood that much. Why no one bothered to befriend her was a whole new experience.

Her pervious town was just outside Juarez, Mexico. Her whole neighborhood was so welcoming, never letting her feel left out of the festivities that went on in school. Here? In Hawkins? It felt like she was ghost. A ghost no one liked or wanted around. A certain Jason Carver particularly wasn't fond of her. Him and his petty group of friends would go out of their way to make her day worse. Shouting names, "accidentally" bumping into her in the hallways, going as far to spill his drink on her occasionally. She still keeps a change of clothes in her locker just in case.

She had been on her own those first two months. Hating every minute of it, wishing she could just go back home. It had been a particularly rough day with Jason when two freshmen had seen enough. Jason and his bully buddies had just pushed her to ground, kicking her backpack before laughing and walking away. She'd been humiliated, defeated, just wanting to cry in the bathroom. The two young boys bent down to help her pick up her things, introducing themselves as Dustin and Mike. The boys were her first friends. Sure, they were younger, but they'd been the only ones to show her kindness so far.

It had been a week after that they'd introduce her to the Hellfire Club. Jeff and Gareth welcomed her right away, interested in her culture and language. Lucas didn't mind her really, being a little preoccupied trying to get on the good side of the basketball team. Eddie, however, was absolutely smitten. She was everything he'd want in a woman. Someone he related to in many ways. She didn't live with her parents, her grandma taking her in after a falling out between the family. She loved rock, she played the drums, and was so. fucking. funny. Why hadn't he noticed her before?

Now, all those months later, they were all good friends. She finally felt like she found her people. Her little family in this swarm of assholes that flooded the school. Sure, Jason and his stupid gang still messed with her. But nothing could truly brings her down if Hellfire could pick her back up.

Senior prom was coming up, and although she didn't have a date, she was secretly hoping Eddie would ask her. The one person she'd put up with prom for. She'd do anything for him, honestly. There was a million reasons not to go to prom, but if Eddie was going? That was the one reason to go.

Her hope was dwindling, however. She'd noticed earlier that day a miss Chrissy Cunningham slip a note in Eddie's locker. That was out of the ordinary, considering she was a part of Jason's little clique. She was nice, Y/n guessed. Never joining her past boyfriend in the harassment toward her but never putting a stop to it either. Eddie had mentioned once or twice that he used to have a liking for Chrissy, but that was in middle school. Y/n was hoping the little note was for anything but prom.

Lunch came, and everyone was sitting at their claimed table. Everyone except for Eddie. Something Jeff caught on to first. "Where the hell is Eddie? Lunch is halfway done." To that everyone looked around. "Maybe he had a deal going on today." Jareth added in. "Doubt it. It's the middle of the school day, he wouldn't take the risk." Jeff and Gareth continued going back and forth, Y/n getting too lost in her head to keep up with what they were saying. He's never late for lunch. Where could he be?

"Speak of the devil. It's about damn time, man. We need to plan for tonight!" Dustin spotted him walking up to the table. There was something about him that was different. She'd never seen that smile before, a light flush on his face along with it. He shrugged off Dustins complaint. "We'll get to the planning in a minute, Henderson. I got big news right now!" Everyone at full attention, egging him to tell the big news.

"I'm going to prom!" Y/n's jaw dropped a little. Going to prom? With who? "Really? Who's the lucky lady, huh? Who?!" Mike was eager to find out who, just as she was. "Chrissy fucking Cunningham. She just asked me like 10 minutes ago!"

She was happy for him, really she was. But in that moment she couldn't smile. She couldn't congratulate him, applaud him, nothing. She felt... Broken. Falling, falling so fast; plummeting to the cold, hard ground and no one could catch her. The only person who noticed her fall is Dustin. He'd been the only one she told about her not-so-little crush on Eddie.

Dustin looked at her with a sympathized expression. Knowing full well she wasn't okay with this. She turned to him, too. Waving her hand with a notion that she's okay. Even though they both know she very much wasn't.

"Damn! That's awesome, man. Congratulations, didn't know you had it in you to pull something like that." The boys were proud of him. Of course they were, it's Chrissy fucking Cunningham. Little miss perfect of Hawkins High. The head cheerleader, straight A's, a slim body, nice personality. Everything that Y/n was not. Nothing made her self confidence shoot down faster than this.

No wonder he'd never ask her to prom. She didn't have anything he wanted. Chrissy did.

She kept her head down. Not having enough emotional energy to keep up a conversation. Just wanting to go home. Perhaps she'll just go home after lunch.

Wait. But then she'd have to just come back anyway for Hellfire tonight. A very important campaign to not only Eddie, but the rest of the boys too. Not to mention Dustin's lecture he'd give her about skipping it. She'd never hear the end of it.

The boys never stopped talking about Eddie "The Freak" Munson going to prom with Chrissy Cunningham. Not really having the heart to hear anymore of this, she stands up to throw her food away. She barely ate. "I'm gonna head to the library, kay? I have some catching up to do on Mr. Kellins paper." Without another word, she makes a bee line to the door.

"Mr. Kellins has a paper due?" Jeff not really getting the hint that she just wanted to leave. Dustin opted to follow her, knowing she'll probably want to vent. He looked up to her, like the big sister he never had. He was protective, odd as it is. To be protective of someone 4 years older than you. She wasn't blood, but he considered her family nonetheless.

Eddie noticed her change in behavior as well. He saw the rush she was in to leave, and Dustin's departure after her. Figuring Dustin would tell him later, he turns back to Jareth, who's bragging how he also got a prom date.

-

"Y/n? Are you okay?" She was in the back of the library, sitting on the floor with a random book in her hand. A book she probably grabbed just to have a reason to be here. "Honestly, Dust? Not really." Her legs are shaking slightly, trying her very hardest not to cry. What's her problem? Its not like she and Eddie are dating, he can go to prom with whoever the fuck he wants.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. He's an idiot for taking Chrissy and not you. A huge one." He tries his best to make her smile, but to no avail. "See that's the thing, Dust. He hasn't seen me. He probably just thinks of me as his sister or some shit. I'm nothing more than one of the boys. That's all I'll ever be." He could hear the heartache in her voice the tears she's kept in for so long. She'd let slip a couple months ago that all the boys she ever liked never liked her back. She called herself 'not traditionally pretty.' He assumed she meant like she wasn't like the pretty girls that got all the dates. Her skin was darker, her body was fuller, her hair was crazier. Boys never looked her way, it had been chipping away at her self esteem for years, Eddie was just the icing on the cake.

Dustin sits next to her, his back leaning on the bookshelf behind them. "Y/n, like I said. He's an idiot. He needs shit spelled out her him to even get it through his head. I know he likes you. Not like one of the guys, either. He really likes you. I know it." Y/n wants to believe him. But there was a voice in the back of her head. If that was true, why was he going with Chrissy and not her?

"Are you going to prom?" Dustin asks. She shakes her head. "What, and see them dancing all close together? Seeing them be like a couple? No fucking thank you. I'm gonna stay home. I wanna practice a new song." Figuring changing the subject to something she loved to do, he asks "What new song?" She perks up a bit and the question. "It's not really new, but Iron Maiden has a song called Dance of Death. I've been wanting to try it out for some time now. What better time than now?" They continue chatting for a bit more until the bell rings, signalling lunch was over and to head to class. Before they went their separate ways, Y/n game Dustin a hug. "Thank you. For checking up on me. I really appreciate it." Dustin hugs her back, "of course, Y/n. You're like a sister to me. I'm not just gonna leave you to cry in the library all alone." She laughs a bit at this, giving him one last squeeze. "I'll see you later, Dust."

-

It was right after school. Dustin, Mike, and Eddie were preparing for Hellfire. "So, you wanna tell me what was wrong with Y/n earlier?" Eddie started up the conversation. He'd tried to track her down after class, but to no avail.

"No." It was fast and a little bit venomous. Dustin was furious as him. How could he not be?! Eddie was tossing aside treasure to get with a nickel. He had no idea the pain he'd been causing Y/n. Even if he did, would he care?

Eddie looks up from the table. "What? Why not?" Mikes listening intently from the side, trying not to intervene. "Because it's her privacy. She's going through something right now and it's not my place to spill the beans. If you wanna know so bad maybe actually talk her." His attitude was showing through, and he didn't mean for it to come out so mean. He's just protective of his best friend.

"Hey, dude, I'm just asking. Kay? No need to get your feathers ruffled." Eddie tries to make the room fun again, cracking a joke at the end. He can't seem to shake this feeling, though. One he can't really pinpoint as to why. There's something wrong with Y/n? She always goes to him about her problems. Why can't she just come to him now?

"Hey guys!" Y/n was the first to arrive, slight red eyes with makeup piled on top of it. Enough for Eddie and Dustin to pick up on it, but not enough to say anything.

"Hey Y/n, we're just setting up now. You're pretty early today." Mike wants to break free of the tension that was currently in the room. "Yeah... I wanted to get here before Jason found me in the hallways again." She internally cringes at the remembrance of what happened last week when he saw her. He tripped her, calling her some racist name he could think of in the moment and then laughed in her face. She didn't think Jason was actually racist, but just wanting to hurt her in any way he can. Or maybe he was, she didn't really care enough to know.

"Carver can choke on a dick. He has no right to harass you the way he does." He's angry, of course he is. The way he's so quick to defend her makes that sparkle of hope shine once more. That is until she remembers that prom is in literally two weeks and he's going, but not with her.

"What can you do, huh? Let's finish setting up, kay?" She sets her bag down and avoids eye contact, ignoring the strange looks she gets from Eddie throughout the night.

-

That was probably the worst end to a campaign ever for her. She was thrown so off her game she died 15 minutes in. Spending the rest of her time just following along and giving advice when needed. God, she just wanted to go home.

Finally walking to her car, she was stopped by a concerned metalhead. "Y/n! Are you okay? You've been... Distant today." He desperately wanted to know what was wrong without pushing her too far.

"I'm fine Eddie. Just wanna go home, okay?" She tries to leave the situation as soon as possible, but Eddie refuses to leave it at that. "But Dustin said you're going through something. Whatever it is you know can talk to me too, right?" Y/n pauses, contemplating her answer. "I'm sure I can, Ed. Please just let go of my arm." He didn't even realize he had a hold on her, quickly letting go. "Just... Y/n don't leave me out of it, okay? I'm here for you, whatever way you need me."

Yeah but the way I need you you don't even want.

"I'll see you later, Ed." She gets in her car and drives off. Leaving Eddie in the parking lot alone.

-

The two weeks flew by like nothing. Eddie and Chrissy spending more time together alone, Y/n opting to take her lunches in the library, not wanting to see the boy she loved with someone much prettier than her. Dustin tries his best being there for her, spending every other day in the library with her.

"She actually changed my grade from a D- to an A! Can you believe that?" Dustin's blabbing about something Suzie did for him, she wasn't really paying attention. "Hey! Y/n! Are you even listening to me?" He claps his hands in front of her, snapping her out of her head.

"Sorry! Sorry! Just zoned out over here." She looked to the side, avoiding eye contact with the freshman. Knowing he'll know exactly what's on her mind. "Is it Eddie again?" Slowly she nodded, not wanting to cry. "Prom is in two days and all Eddie can talk about Chrissy. Chrissy this, Chrissy that. That's all I fucking hear about and I feel like I'm losing my mind. Imagine if Suzie kept talking about some guy that you thought was so much better than you. Wouldn't you be hurt too?"

Dustin nods slowly. Of course he would be. He really likes Suzie, and the the thought of her fawning over someone else made him sad.

"I don't think I'm gonna make it to Hellfire tonight, Dust. Not given what's going on. I think I just gotta get over him. How? I have no clue." The younger boy stands up, "What? But the ending of the cult of Vecna is tonight! What about the campaign?" She looks up at him sadly. "I promise you guys can do it without me. I just don't think I'd be much help tonight." Her voice drops, and it's then and there that Dustin realizes the full extent of her situation.

She's completely in love with him. And he's got his eyes on someone else.

He knew he had to do something. What that was? He didn't know. What he did know was that he hated seeing someone he cared about crying alone in the library. She was broken, lost. Not knowing where to go from here.

"sigh... Promise me you'll try your best to feel better okay?" She smiled softly at him, ruffling up his hair. "I promise, Dust." From that moment, he knew he couldn't keep quiet about this anymore.

-

Hellfire had just finished, not ending on a very high note, but hopeful nevertheless. The only ones left were Eddie and Dustin, deciding it was how or never.

"You're a idiot, Eddie." That caught him off guard. Sure, Dustin had been a little off today, but Eddie figured it was some freshman puberty thing. Not an Eddie thing.

"Excuse me?" Eddie stood up, approaching the younger boy with a confused look on his face. "You heard me. Do you even want to go to prom this year?" Prom? This whole thing was about prom?

"I mean not originally, no. But Chrissy really wants to go so.. Why the hell not, ya know?" Dustin was having none of it, his patience running thin. "You told me you don't even like Chrissy anymore. Why are you so damn hung up on her now of all times?" The room was getting tense.

"Hey. She asked me. I just said yes. It's not like I had bigger plans anyway." It wasn't a lie. He guesses he'd probably be in his room alone that night anyway. Unless Y/n would've wanted to do anything, in that case it was a whole new situation.

"What about Y/n? Do you even are about her anymore?" Dustin stood up from his chair. "What are you talking about? Of course I care about her!" The freshman scoffed, "You have a pretty funny way of showing it. You've been practically ignoring her since Chrissy came in the picture. I bet you barley even noticed she didn't come to hellfire today, huh?"

Of course Eddie noticed. It was the main reason team morale was down, the reason they'd all had retreated the fight. Their best girl and fighter wasn't there. "I did notice actually. I also noticed she hasn't been coming to lunch with us either. AND that no one seems to know the real reason except you. So why don't you just tell me what's really going on, Henderson. Enlighten me."

"She's in love with you, dumbass!"

Quiet. Neither of them breaking the deafening silence that engulfed the room. Dustin was mad, furious even, that Eddie had been so oblivious to the pain he'd been causing her.

"What?" Eddie couldn't believe it. Love? She actually loved him back? Why hadn't she said anything before? Why didn't he say anything before?

It all made sense. Chrissy. Prom. Y/n. That's why Y/n was so distant. He was going to prom, but with Chrissy. Not her.

"Y/n has been heartbroken the last two weeks! She can't even go to lunch because all you talk about is Chrissy. Chrissy Chrissy Chrissy. We get it, you wanna get in Chrissy's pants. But for gods sake, man, think! She sits in the library all alone because that's where she'd rather be than sitting in the cafeteria listening to how much she isn't what you want."

Dustin was about to explode. All the pent up anger was coming out. His brotherly protectiveness showing full scale, and Eddie deserved it all.

How could he be so blind? So stupid?

"Why... How come she never said anything? I-" His thoughts getting jumbled in his head. "She said she didn't wanna destroy the friendship. But Eddie, I'm gonna be honest, I think that's happening anyway." Eddie's heart shatters. The girl of his dreams, the person he'd do anything for. His very reason to keep coming to school! She's hurting, broken, thinking he doesn't care for her, love her.

And it's all his fault.

How could he fix this? It wasn't like he could just snap his fingers and change back time to before Chrissy asked him to prom. Oh how he wished he could do that.

"You're wrong about one thing, Henderson. She is what I want. Hell, she's all I want! Chrissy... I said yes because I didn't think Y/n would want to go, let alone with me." Dustin shakes his head. "Okay? You should've at least made sure before putting her through all of this shit. This is stuff you need to be telling her. Not me!"

"I know! I know! Shit, I don't know how I'm gonna fix this..." Eddie deflates, sitting down with his hands in his face. "I really fucked up, didn't I?" Dustin sits next to him, patting his friend on the shoulder. "Yeah, you did. But on the bright side, you know she likes you back now, right? Now figure out the next move."

-

The night of prom. Tonight. A night full of excitement and adventure for most. But for Y/n, it'll just be a regular Saturday. She'd skipped school the day prior, Opting for a quiet day in to collect herself. Mostly to avoid Eddie at all costs, not sure if she could really handle it.

Eddie had waited in the library for her to show up for lunch that day, hoping to explain everything, but she never showed. He instead got weird glances from the scattered students and librarian, not used to seeing Eddie in a place like a library.

He also waited after school, but gave up after noticing her car nowhere to be seen. Chrissy had found him instead, confused as to why he'd been standing sadly in the parking lot for ten minutes. It was there Eddie told her everything. Why lie? She'd deserved to know the truth too.

Chrissy had initially been disappointed, but came clean as well. Confessing she still had feelings for Jason, and was hoping to just make him jealous by showing up to prom with Eddie. They then had the mutual decision to just stay peers, nothing more. Something that took a huge chunk of weight off of Eddies chest.

Now prom was merely hours away, and Eddie was thinking of a plan. Best case scenario, he proclaims his love and sorries, she forgives him, and they get together and live happily ever after. Worst case scenario, anything other than that.

Y/n had been in the middle of the song when Eddie comes bursting in the room. Her grandma had taken quite a liking toward Eddie, Y/n guesses she's the one who let him in the house.

"Y/n! Please I need to talk to you." He was nervous, anxiety ridden. Hoping for the best but preparing for the worst. Y/n stands up from her drum set, walking past him to her water bottle. "I'm a little busy right now, Ed."

Eddie approaches her, hoping his confession would work. "Just... Hear me out, okay? Please?" She nods at him, praying this is just something that has to do with hellfire.

"I'm not going to prom with Chrissy." Her ears perked up at this. "Okay, so? You came all this way to tell me just that?" She didn't mean to keep up the attitude, but she didn't want to get her hopes up, either.

"I also know why you've been so distant. I know... Everything. I know you're feelings for me and I know how hurt you've been these past weeks. And Y/n I'm so so sorry. I wish I would've seen it sooner." He was staring in her eyes, searching for any kind of response.

"How do you know?" Tears were filling her eyes, she had no idea why. Raw emotion was building up without her consent.

He smiles at her softly, "A little birdie told me." She backs up, tossing her drumsticks on the chair. "Fucking Henderson, man. He can't keep a secret for shit." She'd confided in him, told him all her fears, insecurities, worries. All with the hopes of him keeping it between them. She felt a little hurt, but she can't help but feel a weight lift off her shoulders. Now everything was out in the open, and she could face rejection head on.

"Hey don't be mad him, I needed to know. Boy did he let me know, too. He'd probably have my head on a stick if I wasn't here right now." She laughs slightly. Dustin always acted like an older brother, despite her being 4 years older than he was. Never stopped their bond as family, though.

"Why are you here, Eddie? You couldn't tell me you didn't like me back on Monday?" He grabs her hands, holding them together, close to his chest. "That's the thing, Y/n. I do like you back. Just as much if not more than you like me." He's pleading with his eyes for her to listen, to understand. She shakes her head, looking anywhere but him.

"Eddie, that makes no sense. If that was true why were you going with her to begin with? Why wait 'til two hours before prom to confess your love for me?" He holds her tighter, "I should've told you all this a long time ago, and I'm so sorry, baby. I was scared. Hell, I still am! You're so beautiful it's intimidating. Why would someone as drop dead gorgeous as you like a freak like me?"

She laughs and looks down, tears falling freely now. "We're both freaks, dummy. I was planning on spending the whole night right here on the drums." He places a hand on her cheek, softly stroking it. "If you'd let me, could I join you?"

Their foreheads inch closer together, both of them being highly aware of the distance getting smaller. "What, you don't wanna go to prom?" Smaller. "Not if you're not there, babe." Smaller. "Then stay here with me." Smaller. "Gladly."

The distance is gone, her lips finally on his and it's. fucking. amazing. Nothing had been as sweet as her, or soft as him. It was like 2 pieces of a puzzle, fitting perfectly together like they were made for each other. Hands starting to roam, but before anything else could happen, breathing was a necessity.

Their foreheads leaning on each other once again. The tension now completely gone, all that's left is a room full of love and adoration. Both of them waiting so long to finally be here in the moment, neither of them wanting to let go just yet.

"So... Wanna show me what song you're playing?"

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Ahhhhh I'm so proud of this tbh I love Eddie so goddamn much I've never related to someone so much honestly.

Let me know what you think! Love you 😘

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #eddie my beloved #eddie x reader #stranger things

[vhyyh]

Slip away...

Pairing: Park Sunghoon x fem reader

Summary: You and Sunghoon used to date back in high school, but because of a misunderstanding you guys have a big fight just before leaving to college. After five years ignoring each other, both of you are invited to the reunion party for your high school class, having the opportunity to clear things out.

Warnings: angst, slight cursing?, no happy ending sorry

You check yourself in the mirror one last time before leave your apartment. Your hair is shorter and you are using more make up that you usually does. You feel the sensations of butterflys in your stomach all over again, and start to reconsider going to that party. It’s been five years since you last saw him, and you don’t think that you can handle all that shit again.

You get your car keys and locked your doors before going outside. That night is especially cold, and on the way to the party you cant stop yourself from thinking that he’s going to be there. 

“What if he appear there with someone else?” - you think out loud when the lights become red.

In a blink of eyes you park in front of the high school that you used to go. Taking one last deep breath, you enter the building. Coldplay is playing in the background, and it seems that almost everyone is already there. You get a drink at the closest table, and start walking around, talking with your old friends. 

After a feel drinks, and a lot of dancing you start to feel tipsy, so you warn you friend that you are going outside to catch fresh air. 

The thing that you didn’t notice because of the alcohol in your veins, was the tall guy watching you from the corner of the room. Black hair, dressing a traditional black suit and beer on hand, looking at you while thinking about the past. When you pass by him to go outside, he follows you, giving the excuse that he is going to smoke.

You sit at the bench beside a tree at the parking lot when you see him. The cold that you were feeling before disappear and you start to feel sick again. That one minute where you guys just stared at each other felt like an eternity. 

“You cut your hair, it looks nice”- he said first 

“After all these years, this is all you have to say?”- you laugh in disbelief

“I'm sorry, i didn't read the guide of how to have a proper conversation with the girl who cheated on me”- he says louder, walking in your direction and looking pretty mad 

“For the last time, I DIDN’T CHEAT ON YOU, i still wanna know from where you took that crazy idea”- you shout back to him, getting up and poiting a finger on his chest - “That day you said all the absurds that you wanted, but now is my turn since you refuse to see the truth” 

The rest of the alcohol still in your veins plus the anger that was never released, gave you the strength that you need it to talk about the things that you never said. He walks back, a little surprised because you wasnt the type of girl that screamings and create a scene. You wait for him to sit back and after ignoring all the tension that you are feeling, you speak. 

“I really don’t know why do you think i cheated on you, but i never did that. You were my first love, i coudn’t even think about other people while i was with you. And even when we were apart, all i could thinking about it was getting back to ou at the end of the day.”- you say that a little too fast, almost as if you had practiced before - “But then that day, besides of the cheating accusations, you said so much more about me and our relationship. You talked about things that you didn’t like about me and the things that i did for you, like it was nothing. We dated for three years and you never thought about talking to me about those things?”

He looks away, with an annoyed expression, but you don’t give the time to him think about an answer. That night he said everything that he wanted and walked away, now its your time.

“Now i just want an answer, did you really think that i cheated on you or you just came up with this as an excuse to break up with me?”- after you said this, he get up and walks a little bit looking confused

~Flashback on~

“I know that i hurted you too that day, but i was feeling so mad and betrayed. In my head, all those things that you did for me was to compesate the fact that you were cheating"- you scoff a lower 'unbelievable' as he continue to speak

"That day before i meet you in your house, Jay called me saying that he had something very important to discuss with me. Then when he got in my apartment he showed me some pictures of you and a random guy, said that you were going out with him too, that he saw you both.”- when he finished saying, you understood what happened

5 years ago

You had a stressfull week because your cousin was in town and your aunt asked you to keep an eye on him, besides that you also had to study for the final exams. The way that you find out to do both things without going insane was, after school you would go with your cousin, Jake, to a coffeshop closest to your house.

However on his last day in town, jake convinced you to go to an amusement park. You weren’t able say no when he looked at you with his puppy eyes. So after school he picked you up, and you guys went straight to the famous park in town. You called your boyfriend Sunghoon to go with you guys, and even tried to make him and Jake to become friends so the boy could leave you alone to study, but your boyfriend was also busy that week, practing his ice skating solo for his exam for college. So they didn’t meet in person.

When you got there you saw Sunghoon's best friend, Jay, from afar, but he was with others friends so you decided to not bother him. But he also saw you and he saw when your cousin won a teddy bear and gave to you, hugging you with too much intimacy. So he took pictures and called your boyfriend imediately, not even trying to talk to you first. 

~Flashback off~

When you finished to explain your point of view of that day, Sunghoon was in a conflict. He didn’t know what to feel first. Angry with Jay? Angry with himself? He spend 5 years of his life feeling betrayed for the person that he loved the most. And it was all a lie? A mistake? 

The air around you guys was thick, you could almost feel it. The realization that you've lived this whole time apart because of a misunderstanding. The desire of screaming but at the same time to be near again was big. But then the reality hit you both again, harder than ever. 

“Hey baby, here you are”- some blond girl, clearly pregnant, comes from the main door- “I was looking for you, our big boy started to kick again, and im already feeling tired, can we go home?”

You now are looking at his hand. How could you be so blind? The engagement ring is there, huge and shining. You should have ignored him in first place. Its has been five years, of course he moved on. Sunghoon frozen in his place, he doesn’t know what to say.

“Hi, im y/n. It is a pleasure to meet you, Sunghoon was talking about you just now!"- you force a smile while you pressed hands with her -”But unfortunately I need to go now, a friend of mine called me, it looks like an emergency and I dont want to hold you guys here anymore” 

Sunghoon, that was already closer to you, can clearly see the tears falling from your eyes while you walk away from them, but you dont give a chance to him say anything, as you enter your car and drive away. Leaving your first love, and your heart, that was almost healing, broken into pieces again.

sorry if is there any mistakes, english is not my first language...

#sunghoon x reader #sunghoon #angst #enhypen hard hours #enhypen au #enhypen fics #enhypen sunghoon

[kath-artic]

more weird dreams

it's starting to fade now because i've waited too long to start writing it down, but i do remember some vague fragments. there was some scene at the beginning where i was being made to get into bed with a much older man and his wife but i was also disguised as his wife i think? but he kept touching me and i could tell he was naked under the covers and the other woman in the bed was gonna get up to go to the bathroom and leave us alone and i begged her to let me go with her and spent the whole night in the hallways outside the bathroom (also worth mentioning the bedroom was my parents room in my childhood home and the bathroom was placed in the exact way it was in my childhood home)

and then i was wandering in the snow down empty new jersey highways i've been lost on in other dreams (the port city i often dream about also made an appearance but i cant remember the context) and came to my high school except it looked different. i dont remember how he got there, but i wound up running into my first ex (the one who assaulted me) and he was the version of him i knew before we dated. he was funny and charming and after everything that had happened in the last part of the dream, i needed that comfort. he was so kind to me this time and i remember us walking outside together and him packing a snowball to throw at me and i stopped short and said "my mom cant see us together" because i knew her car was parked nearby and she was waiting to pick me up. he asked why not and i couldnt bring myself to say "because she knows you raped me" because i was so afraid of breaking the illusion that he was a good person.

then there was a third chapter where i was staying w my friend who i stay w a lot in real life except she lived in a big modern house instead of a college dorm and the whole front face of the house was windows and i was playing a lot of bg3 and looking out at the snow unsure of where anyone was. and her and her roommates kept phasing in and out and they were getting ready for some dress up event and i was just gonna be alone in the house and i started flashing through to another dream where i was in canada w my grandparents staying in a big treehouse in the woods and exploring a nearby swamp (neither of which exist on their property in real life lol) and i knew there were faries out there. i flashed back into the house dream and i had to pack to go home but as i started packing it quickly became my childhood bedroom and i was packing up my toys and i look outside into the snow and feel so so alone.

the whole dream felt so lonely and empty. like everybody was getting blown away with the snow. something in there about tainted memories. and the part with my ex is so particularly strange because i was trying to find him the other day to see if he's still alive and okay. despite everything he ever did ive always found it hard to think of him as a bad person and some part of me will always care about him because he used to be such a dear friend of mine. and even though i know i shouldnt i can sometimes justify what he did to me, i just know i probably wasnt the only one

i think the thing that really gets me is that i ran to him after my friend who was like a brother to me passed away from an overdose because i never got to articulate how much i loved him and i needed to give that love to somebody. and then he developed a drug problem. and its like he did so many horrible things to me but some part of me still wants to save him. weird.

[the-grove]

One thing we really regret is being so gungho about following my moms orders that my sister would take me out with her when she hanged out with her friends....

Like i. was probably perceived as the annoying sibling.

It probably wasnt great that my sister had to spend her lesiure time also worrying about her younger sibling.

It ended up with me hanging out in places I didnt feel great in, (crowded basement parties with loud music and flashing lights that overstimulated me and filled me with social anxiety.),

Some of her friends went to far in play rough time and seriously hurt me one time. (The memories are fuzzy but i think it involved going at my throat. I think we were play fighting but the details are very fuzzy)

It meant i was hanging out with high schoolers from a different school instead of middle school peers.

Again it meant my sister had to spend her leisure or even romantic dates also having me tag a long.

It also meant i a younger person was supposed to watch out and keep my sister safe... from herboyfriends... who were older than me... just because i was also perceived as a boy.

I mea at the end of the day, I think i was excited for the right reasons. I looked up to my sister, i wanted to be like her, and wanted to keep her safe. These are all good things but it didn't treat us like indvidual people with our own agency.

It also probably didnt help that i wnated to be seen as one of the girls...but what it really was that i was her annoying little brother.

But also like its not much we could do about it. It was that or not listening to our mom. We could have lied but we were bad at that and would have required our sisters cooperation, and tbh her love being called our moms mini me means she might not even see the problem with all this. Family stuff.

Idk. Just rambling.

#venting #rambling

[willsolaceloml]

And if i start pushing my Leo x Will x Nico friendship agenda???

You all WILL be listening to me!! Because they are besties i know it

Disclaimer: this Is a mortal!au, so no demigods and stuff

Starting when they were children

Will and Leo were childhood best friends

Grew up together and shi

Will always knew he liked both guys and girls and even tho he never explicity came out to Leo as bisexual, he always knew that too

They met Nico 2nd year of middle school (he was a new student) and they just. Decided to adopt him.

(Will definitely didnt look at him with heart eyes the moment he entered the classroom and pushed and pushed Leo to go talk to him and befriend him)

They supported him during the time of grief for Biancas death and it was something really big for Nico because even with all the issues with his father he knew he couldve found a safe place in his friends

Will was BOTH Leo and Nicos gay awakening (and they realized it almost at the same time, during 8th grade)

Hes a pretty boy and im tired of pretending its not like that

This was pretty hard on both of them. Leo reacted trying to push himself with as much girls as he could and Nico just stopped talking to Will for a while to try to understand what the fuck was going on.

Will was very confused, he didnt understand what he did wrong and why his best Friends were ignoring him like that

After some time Leo and Nico talked to each other and Leo helped Nico figure out his feelings, making him accept himself as gay.

They apologized to Will for how they treated him and he didnt make a big deal out of it, welcoming them back in his house with a warm smile.

(that definitely didnt gave them butterflies)

During the summer between 8th and 9th grade Nico came out to Will as well, somehow scared of a possible negative reaction

He was shocked when Will came out to him as bisexual in response of his "so you dont find it weird that i like men?"

Will was more shocked than Nico cause like. Was he dumb?? He explicity told him before that he had a crush on a boy in their math class

(Nico just thought that he was joking. He hoped that he was joking cause he definitely didnt want to get his hopes up)

Leo was the n1 supporter of his friends, but he couldnt say the same for himself. He couldnt accept what he felt for Will. He couldnt accept what Will made him feel. What girls didnt make him feel. He could accept Nico and Will liking boys, of course, but not himself. He wasnt like that. He couldnt be.

Starting high school he tries to ignore as much as possible his feelings, hitting on every girl he put his eyes on.

Will and Nico? Oh they just start that awkward they-like-each-other-but-are-too-afraid-to-admitt-it moment

2nd year of high school and Leo Is tired of having to listen to Nico gush and giggle about Will and Will gush and giggle about Nico. Tired tired

At one point he just explodes, yelling at Nico to please, shut the fuck up and just confess cause Leo can swear to him that it was going to end up well

So yeah thats how Nico and Will start dating

Yippy yee

Leo acts annoyed at the two of them being all sweet and dumb to each other but hes really happy for them

Which makes him realize something

He doesnt have to be miserable like he is

Forcing himself into people he simply doesnt like

He thought that if he went out with girls and girls and girls what he felt wouldve gone away

But it didnt

Well it did. Somehow. He doesnt feel anything for Will anymore.

But he still feels... Well feels when Jason Grace speakes to him

So he finally decides to speak to his best friends about it and they listen so carefully and they help. They help so much.

3rd year of high school Leo accepts himself.

Its not like things got suddently perfect

But hes doing better

And he feels lighter and happier than he ever felt before

#this is written like shit but shhh #i love this friendship #gonna post more 100% #will solace #pjo hoo toa #percy jackon and the olympians #william andrew solace #solangelo #will solace solos #william solace #percy jackson #nico di angelo #nico pjo #leo valdez #leo hoo #valgrace #jason grace #leo x nico x will friendship #will solace hcs #nico di angelo hcs #leo valdez hcs

[dailyxambi]

ONE OF MY LOA SUCCESS STORY

warning: a little crazyyy and funny ft. jungkook from bts ( clickbait?)

this is also when i was learning about law of attraction before law of assumption

back in high school, i got a free reading done and the reader recommended me to script traits i wanted in a significant other. this will then manifest into the 3D so they said. being a kid who was barely starting to get into law of attraction/ manifesting, i decided to script just for the fun of it. whether it happens or not, it really wouldnt affect me.

guess who i based my scripting on? MF JUNGKOOK FROM BTS! okayyy i wasnt delusional enough to say i wanted to marry /date this man. should of could of. i just scripted that he was probably the closest to my ideal type and it would be nice to have someone similar to him especially since i look up to him sm as an artist. he’s also just a very good looking man .ofc i wrote down other things i wanted in a significant other and my DUMBASS decided to script down some bad traits as well. this was so that if the script did manifest into the 3D, i would know. note: i wrote it january of that year and totally forgot about it due to that fact that i didnt care if it happened or not. i do remember consciously joking around/ intuitively thinking “watch it really happens irl” after i finished scripting. totally detached myself from it. fast forward to march, i ended up meeting this guy online and we hit it off pretty well. he was from across the country so we would facetime a lot and bond through the phone. a week after talking w him the journal i scripted in popped out of nowhere making me realize HOW HE WAS EXACTLY WHAT I WROTE DOWN🫣did he look like jungkook? FAT NO but he was not just a virgo but a september virgo, korean, same initials j.j, musically inclined, tall, great fashion senses, he even had all the bad traits i stated in the journal. you’re probably wondering “ great, when is the wedding?” you got the person you wanted. you go girl☺️!

you see… sometimes the universe gives you what you WANT to show you it’s not what you NEED. i got to meet the man of my “dream” and he wasnt at all what i thought i wanted in a significant other? who knows maybe my self doubts was lying, telling me i’m not ready to receive what i want but in my guts, i just knew he wasnt the one for me. in a way, it felt like the universe was proving itself, “ loa is real. make sure you really knows what you want.” i literally told him i manifesting him and dipped the next week or so🙈 he was like, “ okay, what do i do with this info? ” LMAOOO like idk i just wanted to inform you goodbye😂 being for real now, but i told him i didnt want to continue whatever we were starting because i couldn’t seeing myself liking him in the long run. he also lived really far + the bad traits were showing💀🚩 anyways he has a gf now and is living his life.

HOW HAS THIS EXPERIENCE CONTINUE TO MANIFEST ITSELF IN MY LIFE?

im pretty sure a lot of you guys have heard of karmic people/ karmic relationships -> people who come into your life to teach you lessons. it’s really hard for me to be attracted to somebody and whenever i am, their name starts w a j and they’re a virgo💀 . i have a great guy friend ( j name ) who i had no romantic feelings for. there was one night where he was being really sweet and i thought to myself that he wouldnt make a bad boyfriend. hypothesis if i had feelings for him, he’d be a great boyfriend. a couple days later, i found out that he was a virgo. possibly a coincidence, i cannot avoid every j name, virgo man. in another scenario, i decided to shoot my shot w a stranger at the library and it was my absolute first time asking for someone’s number. ofc his name started w j. i went back to my dorm that night and told my roommate “ i GUARANTEE you he is a virgo” . just confirmed today, he is a virgo🤭 everytime it happened, i would get a flashback to the script and an inner voice telling me “ nope, that’s not the one”. could be my assumption that i wouldnt end up w virgo man that keeps manifesting but certain things doesnt need explanation. you just intuitively know. i also no longer believe in coincidences. if you made it this far ily xx maybe follow and stick around for when i tell you about the time i manifested scoliosis✌🏻✨

brb on my way to manifest THE JEON JUNGKOOK🏃‍♀️

love, amber xx

#law of assumption #law of attraction #loa success #success story #law of manifestation #manifestyourdreams #manifestation #LOA #neville goddard #3D #kpop #affirmations 💞 #jungkook

[menalez]

hey i just wanted to say thank you for talking about your SA. i actually had a very similar experience w/ a guy i was really good friends with in high school.

he was my best friend, but i got pressured into dating him by my friends, family, his parents. (his mom guilted me into being w/ him 🙄 practically stalked me til i said yes)

he ended up abusing me for nearly 3 years.

and in that time i wrote stupid notes or letters to him making sex jokes cuz i was a KID. the lawyer we hired blamed me for his actions bc of the letters bc of he did 🤦🏻‍♀️

but even still, some weird part of me misses our friendship that we had before other people started meddling in our business. it makes me feel guilty sometimes, and other times it's relief. iunno trauma is weird.

uh but yeah. thank you for sharing, i know it's hard to talk about and be open with this sort of thing. i just wanted to say that you aren't alone as a lesbian who wrote dumb things as a kid or who missed/misses what friendship you had before your friend SA'd.

i think it's also extremely fucked up for people to judge your sexuality based on the way you tried to cope in the past, let alone now.

just know that a lot of women, myself included, really appreciate you being here c:

hey thank u for sharing ur story with me ❣️ honestly the thing that rly hurt about it looking back is it was in a v vulnerable time in my life. i rly had practically nobody. i lost almost all my friends bc i was suddenly a "whore" for getting raped. i would get these messages on all my social media accounts like "you deserved it" "you were seducing him" "haha hes living a good life and youre cutting yourself looooooooool pathetic!!". my friend group went from a lot of my school (small school but its normal for bahrain) to like ... 4 people in bahrain. one of them was that guy that had a crush on me since we were like 11. he would stand between me n my rapist and went to the principal about it so that i would have lesser proximity and was one of the only people who seemed to empathise w my situation. i felt quite indebted to him n everyone would repeatedly call me an idiot and tell me i should be with him and my mom would say she wishes he could be her son in law or w/e and at one point he started insisting that we are together despite me telling him no we are not & that i dont want to be w him. i gave up on saying no eventually n just went along with all of it. i felt like i was stupid for saying no ??? ppl kept telling me i was n i was like huh i guess i am. never said no again rly, up until the very end where i could no longer ignore it n keep putting myself thru any of that. after leaving that situation i saw how fucked up it was that there were all these obvious signs and me obviously signalling TO HIS FACE that i dont want to be w him, that im not interested in him, that it was further traumatising me n harming my mental health, and also the times where what he was doing would fall under SA....idk i felt stupid for facing one male friend taking advantage of me and then another one doing it soon after right in front of my face n i thought it was somehow different and normal and ok simply bc i wasnt getting downright threatened. but i know if someone else didnt hear my rape story n tell me "uh thats rape and thats fucked up" to begin with i wouldve also probably let that happen again n again too n not thought much about that while getting traumatised until afterwards too.

anyways... im glad that ur out of that situation. im sorry that we have some shared trauma there. shit like this is why i dont even trust "nice guys" anymore fr. i dont think that many ppl can rly understand that sort of situation and i can get how its confusing, bc it was a confusing time for me too. but idk why they think theyd know better than me about my own life either lol

[kaijuconfessions]

person who dated a 13y/o as a 16y/o you are not alone in having a shitty relationship you cant really vent about because the age gap makes you sound predatory/gross if you mention it.

when i (transmasc but at the time not out so “still a girl”) was 14-about-to-turn-15 i was friends with a 12 year old who developed a crush on me and he asked me to go out with him. for some reason i said yes, i think i felt bad turning him down since i was like his only friend at school? aaanyway this was not a good decision on my part i still regret it.

once we were actually “dating” he started to cross boundaries SO fast. he would ask me to skype call him like, every night and he would just spend the whole time either a) spend the entire time venting about how depressed he was, claiming he wanted to kill himself constantly and fucking telling me i was the only reason he hadnt, i saved his life, i was his “guardian angel” and he would kill himself if he didnt have me, etc (which kept me in the relationship longer because i genuinely believed it). a couple times he actually threatened suicide, asking me what i would do if he just took a knife and slit his throat right there on call while i watched. OR 2) masturbating and asking to see my tits/watch me touch myself. i was never comfortable with this but he kept pressuring me so i went along with it way too many times -_-

oh also we lived really close to each other (next neighborhood over in a suburban area) so sometimes he would ask me to meet him out in the wash between our houses. specifically there was this huge bridge we would meet under since it was the most “private” area out there and we would idk make out and such. he would always want to finger me even tho i clearly wasnt into it. he wanted to actually have sex (“at least put it inside just to know what it feels like”) but i was TERRIFIED of getting pregnant so i shut that shit down. but he asked me to “at least” suck his dick and i didnt feel like i could explain refusing so i did. i gave the worst blowjob imaginable lol i just put it in my mouth i like barely moved and did not suck it at all but he was like “ughhhh youre so good at this 😫” LOL anyway he didnt tell me he was going to cum in my mouth. it tasted like fucking hand sanitizer. he asked if i would let him actually fuck me if he got condoms but thankfully that never ended up happening.

anyway i somehow managed to end things with him. i felt bad about it for a while worrying it would make him more depressed and shit but a few years later he dmed me on discord going “heyyy just so you know my cock is way bigger now. like 8 inches. oh gode im sooo high rn” and i didnt feel quite as bad anymore bc anyone that does that shit to people just sucks lol.

but yeah i cant vent about this shit to ANYONE because “i dated and engaged in sex acts with a 12 year old” automatically sounds awful and i still feel like i shouldve been more “mature” and shut him down bc no matter how you look at it a 12y/o should never be engaged with sexually esp by someone older. and i know people would still judge me for it even hearing my side of things where its clear that i was manipulated and coerced and shit.

anyway sorry for the essay in your inbox youre doing the lords work running this blog tho 👍

Sure he was just a kid but so were you

[reniscribbles]

Unlikely Friends

Rick x Diane

Rick and Morty

Summary:

SLAM went the screendoor, Rick gagged on his smoke looking immediately to see what caused this disruption. There was a girl.

Why is this pretty blonde girl crying? At a high school party, no less.

So begins this story of how Rick Sanchez and his future wife became unlikely friends. Diane is a gorgeous popular girl, while Rick is lost on his own world. He's not interested in a typical high school lifestyle, but he might after meeting Diane. Diane feels betrayed by her friends especially when a particular picture of her is being passed around, but she is ever grateful for that night with Rick. Senior year definitely will be different for both Rick and Diane.

SIDENOTE: this is chapter 1, chapter 2 is currently in progress. Follow my insta @ReniScribbles for scenes of this fanfic. Photos will also be posted here on my tumblr. Unlikely Friends is also posted on Ao3. Please comment and let me know what you think!

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CHAPTER 1: The Box

The Screendoor slammed behind Rick as he lit his cigarette, muffling the commotion of the party.

The weather was brisk with the new fall air. This was the last weekend before school started. The party was ringing with past summer adventures and memories. Rick took another drag of his cigarette.

The cold air exaggerated his exhale. He began to question why he even came to this party. There was so much more he should be doing. He gazed at the sky, thinking of his latest project. Every equation came up wrong,  and he couldn't quite understand what was incorrect. Honestly, being wrong was not something he was use to.

Still trapped in his head staring at the twinkling stars,  he took a long drag.

SLAM  went the screendoor, Rick gagged on his smoke looking immediately to see what caused this disruption. 

There was a girl, her back was turned leaning on the railing on the opposite side of the deck. He could slightly see her face. She began wiping her face, like she had been excessively crying. He couldn't tell if she knew if he was there. He took another inhale, before letting out a breathy, "Are you ok?"

The girl jumped, he watched as her hair blonde curls bounce as she turned quickly to face him. He gave a little chuckle at her reaction, "sorry, I wasnt sure if you knew I was out here." He said stepping out of the shadow he was in.

She had definitely been crying, her eyes were pink and slightly puffy. Rick recognized her from a few of his classes throughout high school.

Maddi? Sally? Nah, Sally was one of the girls she hangs out with. Diane.

Its Diane.

"Diane, right?" He said, offering over his pack of cigarettes. "Smoke?" He asked, everyone in his friends circle smoked, he was use to people bumming cigarettes from each other all day.

She looked at the pack, then back at him.

"Cigarettes are extremely bad for you," she sniffed, wiping a tear from under her eye.

"Geez, you're a real buzzkill, aren't you?" He said retracting his arm, taking another puff. Then he remembered something special in his pocket. "How about a joint?" He pulled out his baggy of weed. "Huh? Might cheer you up?" Rick teased. Rick wouldn't typically share his stuff with anyone, but his heart oddly went out to her. He honestly thought she was way too pretty to be sad at a party. Diane looked at the bag.

"Ok," she mustered out, stepping closer to him.

"I'm Rick," he introduced.

"I recognize you, you're Mike's friend. My friend Sally just started dating him and you been in a few of my classes," Diane stated. Rick recognized Diane as being one of the prettiest girls in school. She was very much a natural beauty. One of Diane's signature pieces was a light green mini skirt, white v-neck shirt and matching white knee high socks and that's exactly what she was wearing on this chilly night. Rick always had a thing for mini skirts and socks, call it a school uniform fantasy or what have you, but she really pulled it off. Diane was always done up, her hair perfectly curled and in place, same with her make up that accented her features, green eyes and large pink lips popped off her porcelain white skin, with tiny freckles and naturally rosie cheeks. She was just crying and she still looked beautiful, with nothing out of place. Rick was slightly taken back by her now that he had her full attention. He wasn't sure she ever looked his way. He honestly never seen anyone as pretty as her.

Rick could feel his stare become creepy as Diane began to visibly become uncomfortable. He snapped out of it, and began to pat his pockets.

"Shit, we may need to go inside. I don't have rolling papers, follow me," he said beginning to walk ahead. "Here," he said passing her the bag, he wanted her to feel included on this little side adventure. Her eyes widened grabbing the bag, she whispered "oh my God," as she fumbled getting the bag into her purse, before anyone saw.

"You good?" Rick asked glancing back at her, as she closed her purse.

"Mhm," she nodded.

Diane forgot she was about to go back into the party. The party seemingly paused as the unlikely friends entered into the kitchen together.

"Whoa, this is weird," Rick murmured to Diane. She couldnt help but crack a smile as she glanced up at him. His disheveled hair and black sweater added to his appeal.

"What are you doing?" He joked, giving her a smirk. "You're going to make this worse, smiling at me like that. Everyone's brains are about to explode," Diane let out a giggle, as Rick smiled back.

Diane looked around and enjoyed the new attention, especially since it was distracting everyone from the lastest spectacle that she unwillingly became a part of. She grabbed Rick's hand. He glanced back at her, grinning.

"Let's denote it, screw them." Rick squeezed her hand, leading her to the basement.

The basement was dark, she can smell the mixture of weed and cigarettes. They arrived to the first door on the left.

"Stay here," he said before entering.

"Why?" She questioned looking at her surroundings.

"Because this is Mike's room, and he might be...."

"What? Getting high? Having sex? This is high school party, it's what you do. I'm coming with you," Rick couldn't argue with that and opened the door. The door swung open, revealing Sally with Mike, snorting a white powdery substance off a old science textbook.

"Diane!  How fun!" Sally laughed reaching for her friend for an embrace. "Come join us!" Sally cheered motioning to them both.

"Any day I'd be up for that offer Sal but not tonight, we are just here for rolling papers," Rick said quickly. Mike threw him the pack next to him. He glanced at Diane then Rick, "need condoms too?" Diane's eyes widened.

Sally let out a conniving laugh, "you know Diane's a Virgin."

"Well," Mike shrugged "with Rick here, tonight might be the night, especially since her photos are currently being passed around."

Rick watched as all the color left Diane's cheeks. She was humiliated. Rick grabbed her hand and dragged her out, without saying a word. They stormed up the stairs and through the front door to where all the cars were parked. Rick led her to an old brown van. He slid the back door open, guiding her in as he followed. He leaned over his console to turn it on. It started with a tremor then followed with a rumble. He lowered the radio, so it quietly played in the back, he locked the van doors, to prevent any surprise guests, and made sure the heat was running low. He sat beside Diane who still hadn't said or even looked at him. He grabbed a box and turned on a flashlight.

"Can I have the stuff?" Rick asked. Diane still slightly dazed reached until her purse, handing it over. Rick immediately started grinding the weed. He glanced up at her wondering if she truly was a virgin, then curiously wondered what pictures Mike was talking about. Rick didn't usually get mad at his friends, but this time he was. He didn't appreciate how Mike just threw Diane under the bus, him, and even how they were hanging out together. Diane could see him preparing the joint fast and meticulously, he seemed annoyed at what happened. She began thinking about what Sally said and the box. She was getting madder by the minute, and Rick could feel it. Rick began to light the joint, and immediately passed it over to her. Diane took a big hit, before exhaling with a cough.

"I can't believe Sally," she said thinking about watching her friend snort coke and mention a secret so nonchalantly. She took another deep hit before passing it to Rick.

"Its a high school party, it's what you do," Rick quoted Diane, as he took a hit. She couldnt help but smile at her new friend. They fell silent as they passed the joint among themselves. Rick head filled with questions. He knew better than to dig into something that wasn't necessarily his business, and he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. He knew the weed would open her up eventually so he'd wait for his moment. Diane could feel her brain get fuzzy as she got higher with every hit, she thought about how betrayed she felt, by everyone. She could feel her eyes begin to swell, almost close to tears again.

"That damn box," she sniffed. There was the opening Rick was waiting for.

"What box?" Diane looked at Rick shocked he had no idea what she was talking about.

"The box of nudes? Of girls from our school?"

"Shit, that sounds awesome," Rick said taking a hit.

"No, it's not. It's photos of girls in our school being intimate with their partners. Pictures taken without their consent and the boys store them in a box and pass it among themselves, it started over the summer" Rick was kind of surprised he never heard about it and wondered who was in it. Then he realized.

"Wait, are you in this box?" He passed the joint to her. She took a hit as he watched her eyes begin to water.

"Yes," she exhaled. Rick immediately lost his filter.

"I thought Sally said you were a virgin?"

"Virgin yes, but doesn't mean I haven't sucked a dick before," Rick immediately started choking on the smoke that was in his lungs, that started the fast chain of thoughts of her on her knees.

"HOLY SHIT," he exclaimed, still coughing.

"Yea I bet you like that thought," she said slightly agitated. "Anyway, I'm the latest image in the box and since I'm a virgin I've become the most fantasied girl in our dumb school. It's humiliating, I don't want to lose it to just anyone. I want to do it with someone special," she gazed down. Rick started to put the joint out. He watched her through the haze of the smoke.

"I think that's the right way," Rick began. Diane slightly turned to look at him. "Having sex the first time should be with someone special," he gave her a comforting smile. They both fell silent thinking about what each one said. Diane didn't mind the long silence with Rick. It was comforting, she was hoping Rick felt it too. She glanced over at him and couldn't help but smile ever so gently. What a night to get an unlikely friend. She thought about all the times they passed each other in the halls, barely even a glance. How many times they had classes together, realizing they had a lot of college credit classes together. She had faint memories of seeing him in the back of the classroom, basically in his own world. She wondered how different life would be if he had been in her life sooner. They both hung out with very different crowds, honestly she felt kind if misplaced atbthis party. She never seen so many people wearing black in one party. The only reason her and a few of her friends got invited is because Sally and Mike are dating. She got upset at how shallow her friend group could be, including her. She inhaled making a personal vow to branch out and meet new people this year, she looked up and met Ricks eyes. She was already doing a good job.

"Do you want to go back to the party?" Rick asked. He was enjoying his time with her, and truthfully wouldn't blame her if she said no. Diane thought about his question. She was still upset at what Sally did and how quickly the topic of the box started the night. She was emotionally exhausted, and over the idea of socializing with people who were ready to embarrass her.

"No, I'd honestly like to go home," she said motioning to the door. Rick understandably leaned up front and turned off the van. He slid open the doors, and got out first. He extended his arm to help Diane out. She grabbed his hand as the night sky caught her attention.  Living in the middle of nowhere has its perks, the stars were twinkling and absolutely illuminating the night sky. Rick followed her eyes and looked up too.

"Space is so pretty," she let out.

"Yeah, it is," he said giving her a side smile. "How about I take you up there one day?"

Diane smiled at the sweet thought. Diane wanted to go home but she didn't want to leave Rick so early. Rick felt the same but had no clue what to say to make her stay. She followed the road that led to her house. A cold breeze came giving them both a chill.

"My jacket," she stated. "I left it inside, I think it's in the dining room."

"Do you want me to go get it for you?" Rick asked.

"No, I'll come with you, probably should tell a few of my friends I'm leaving anyway."

"Sally?"

"No. Screw her," Rick smiled at her slight savagery. They began walking to the front door. Rick reached for the doorknob, letting Diane go in first. She maneuvered through the party, with Rick close behind. They entered the dining room, with a few people passing a film camera around, one of them being her friend Abby.

"Diane!" She said excited, embracing her friend. "I thought you left, I was going to bring your jacket to your house tomorrow." Abby passed her the jacket, as she looked at Rick.

"Im heading home now, just wanted to grab my jacket before my walk home," Rick looked at Diane slightly confused.

"Oh ok," her friend said sadly. "Well let's at least get a photo together," she said holding the camera. Diane looked at Rick, who reached out for the camera. Abby and Diane posed together with big smiles. SNAP went the camera, as it began to print the photo out. Abby had known Diane since 5th grade and thought it was odd Diane was hanging out with Rick Sanchez. After the last couple of weeks with Dianes photo being passed around though, Abby wasn't about to question Diane's decisions, especially since she seemed happy. Rick on the other hand, she wanted to know his intentions.

"Do you two want a photo?" Abby asked kind of testing the response. Before Diane could say anything, Rick chimed in with a "Hell yea." Abby liked  his enthusiastic response. He positioned his face next to hers. Surrounding her with his arms, popping up both middle fingers, Diane pouted her lips, blushing at how close his face was. SNAP the camera went, followed by the sound of it printing. Abby handed the photo to Diane, "it's a cute one," she smiled.

"I bet, Abby, thank you," Diane hugged her friend, putting the photo in her pocket as it developed. "I'll call you tomorrow."

"I'll be waiting," Abby smiled. Diane put on her jacket as her and Rick walked back outside.

"I'll walk you to your car."

"I didn't drive, I walked," Rick thought thats what she told her friend.

"What? How far do you live?"

"Right down the road, Mike and I are neighbors," she pointed to her house that gleamed in the distance. This whole time, she was so close to a place Rick was at often.

"Well, can I walk you home?"

"I'd love that."

They began their trek, the road was dark but Diane could see her house lights in the distance. She was very happy Rick wanted to walk her home even if they weren't saying anything. She imagined the thought of him asking her on a date, her heart began to beat a little quicker. She wasn't sure if she was his type though. He hung out with more alternative looking girls that she remembered, at least 5 names popped in her head, specifically Tara Daniels. Tara had all types of piercings and tattoos, Diane remembered she was allowed to get her first tattoo at 14 and every year since then got more. Tara's tattoo was all that was talked about the rest of freshman year. Diane had a slight memory of seeing Rick and Tara make out at the lockers last year. Diane felt a surge of jealousy radiate through her, then immediately felt defeated. Rick wouldn't see Diane as anything other than a friend, she definitely wasn't his type. Diane remembered seeing Tara at the party briefly and may even remember seeing her and Rick talking. There was no point of hoping for a date with Rick, if he had a thing with Tara. But Rick had been with Diane majority of the night, not with Tara. Diane let out a long sigh.

"You ok?" Rick asked. Diane had briefly forgot he was with her, and he startled her.

"Uh, yea," she said still building the courage to ask. She figured she'd just let it out. "Are you and Tara Daniels dating?" Rick was kind of taken back by this question. They weren't dating, but they were fucking. They'd call each other up when they were bored and lonely but there was no way he wanted Diane to know.

"No, we aren't dating," he began. "Why do you ask?"

"I remember seeing you two make out a lot in the hallways."

Shit, thought Rick. "No, we are just really good friends."

"Good friends that kiss?"

"Yeah, you can say that." Another pause of silence came over them. Diane could see her house getting closer.

"What about Cindy Jackson?"

"No."

"Kate Michaels?"

"Jesus, Diane," Rick sounded annoyed, resting his hands on the back of his head.

"I'm just asking."

"No I'm not seeing anyone, ok?" Diane was partially satisfied with that answer and ran out of courage to continue. She didn't want to ruin this friendship, before it really started. They began turning down Diane's driveway, her house was dark besides the porch light and her bedroom. Rick noticed a ladder coming down from what he assumed was her room.

"What is that?" He jokingly teased, pointing at the ladder.

"That's my evacuation ladder."

"More like a sneak out ladder."

"Well yea, but since I'm on the second floor, my parents thought it would be a good idea, in case there was a fire."

Rick couldn't help but laugh.

"You're an only child right?"

"Yea," she said.

"Your parents must've not considered you'd use it for sneaking out."

"No, they didn't," she said connecting all the dots. "Im a good girl, I never need to sneak out."

"Just tonight?" He teased. Diane gave him a slight nudge with her shoulder. They stopped at the ladder, she stared at it, following it up to her room. She wasn't ready to say goodbye. Rick stuffed his hands in his pockets, trying to think of something to say. He looked around her home. She had a white picket fence, with a garden bordering her property. He could see a slightly decrepit swingset at the edge of the woods. Her house was a pale yellow with white shutters, a very pretty home and exactly how he imagined where she lived. Diane was grateful her parents room was on the other side of the house with how long they were lingering outside.

"The picture!" She said pulling it out of her coat pocket. She unleashed a huge smile seeing it developed. It was perfect. They both looked so happy, and Rick with his unhinged pose. She giggled passing it over to him, Rick smiled just as wide as she did.

"That's great!" He said.

"Are you ok walking back?" Diane asked before another silence came along. Rick could see Mike's house light up the trees that bordered Diane's property.

"Yea, I'll be fine, besides what are you going to do? Walk me back to the party?" Diane scrunched her nose at him. She knew this was the end of the night but she hoped this was just the beginning of whatever this was.

"Thank you for cheering me up, back there. I'm really happy I got to hang out with you tonight," she said giving him a soft smile.

"Yeah, it was fun," he said rubbing his neck, a little awkwardly. "And to think I was getting ready to leave." He gave a little chuckle.

"Well, don't be a stranger," she said giving him a sad smile, beginning motion towards the ladder.

"Wait," he said before she turned completely around. She turned back to look at him. "Can I have your number?"

Diane's eyes widened and her heart began to flutter. She nodded digging in her purse for a scrap piece of paper and pen. She began to write her number, feeling her cheeks heat up. She passed it over to Rick.

"Is it OK if I call you tomorrow?"

"Yes," she smiled excitedly. Diane began climbing the ladder as Rick backed away to give her space trying not to look up her skirt even though he did catch a glimpse of her panties. He made sure she made it up and gave him a little wave before he turned back down the road. He stuffed her number in his pocket, and started lighting a cigarette. He immediately started thinking about the box. He needed to get it.

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