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#i will post the picnic scene one day
the-lancasters · 2 years
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12, 13, and 15
12. what is the last screenshot you took?
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Just a random scene that doesn't really fit into the story right now as its winter....
13. what do you do when you are unmotivated?
This actually links to the above lol I've been a bit unmotivated recently and so I just give myself permission to not stress and not work on the story but just do what I want - so I just did a cute picnic scene with Margaret and Steven 😍🥰🥰
15. who is your current favorite sim that is not by you?
Very hard to pick just one! I love two Eleanors - One by @thegrimalldis and one by @trentonsimblr/@lrsimmer 😊😊Both strong women and each have had their share of angst
And I don't know if Phillip from @warwickroyals counts as a favourite character technically - but I did really enjoy reading the recent part of the story focusing on him 😊
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icyg4l · 24 days
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PAC: what should you put on your bucket list for the summer?
hello beautiful people! i am starting my summer 2024 series right now and i am so excited!!!! i wanted to bring something new to everyone so i am creating specialized playlists for each group. they consist of six songs i’ve channeled during your reading. i hope that the group you chose resonates. i also hope that you all book a reading with me! :)
without further ado, please select your pile.
top left-to-bottom right: (1-4)
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PILE ONE:
this pile may be newly single or fresh to the dating scene as a whole. you seem introverted, maybe covid messed up your social skills? it’s time to bring some life back into you! i think the main message here is to be more open to exploration.
cards used: the tower, 10 of discs, king of swords, the star, queen of wands, the hanged man, princess of cups.
learn how to swim
flirt with a stranger at a festival/concert
ride as many amusement park rides as you can
go on a picnic date
join some type of organization, or maybe even create one!
be as comfortable in your skin as you can; even go skinny dipping or to a new beach (only if you’re of age though!!)
go to a metaphysical shop
go on a group/double date with your friends
PILE TWO:
i feel like you’re insecure and you’re trying to work on that. this is the best summer to do so. i feel like this pile gets easily embarrassed. spirit wants you to stop that lmao. i take it that you’re someone who’s probably a loner.
cards used: 9 of cups, queen of discs, ace of wands, 3 of cups, 8 of swords, 5 of wands
do as much shadow work as you can
take up a self-defense class/boxing class
jump off the diving board
conquer your fear of heights by bungee jumping or rock climbing
hypnosis therapy
wear your natural hair in different styles each day for a week (maybe longer 🙈)
embrace family traditions
spa day!
have/go to a bonfire
scrapbook!
PILE THREE:
these are my r&b loversss. i feel like you guys have some pipes on you lol. this pile is kind of goofy too. this pile has to be as free as possible. no relationships, no commitments of any kind (minus a job cause y’know the economy rn is 😔). but anyway, the point is to just relax.
cards used: 6 of discs, the devil, the magician, 2 of cups, wheel of fortune, the sun, princess of cups.
go to a skate park
host an event
meet a special someone at the bar
connect with an old friend
adopt a pet
create an alter ego for yourself and show up as that person
do a good deed for someone, pay it forward.
have a dance battle in public
obtain a FWB (be smart & use protection of course 🤫)
post on social media as much as possible
PILE FOUR:
i can tell this is the pile that likes to be organized. you like to have plans made out before the summer. that might not be the case this summer. focus on being a little more free and spontaneous. flexibility is key, babe. get out of freezeeeee mode.
cards used: 3 of cups, the hanged man, 5 of wands, queen of wands, king of swords, the star, knight of cups, ace of discs.
dye your hair red!
pass the bar exam (for those of you who are future lawyers)
receive a tarot reading from an in-person psychic
flirt a little at the grocery store
get dressed up to go to a department store/chain store
have a girls night in with ur girls!
build a fort!
change up your day-to-day makeup routine
record a song with your friends
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zionworkzs · 8 months
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Alright, let's talk about this scene in S1 Ep3:
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Let's take this line by line, shall we? I added in some stage directions so we can see the acting choices alongside the dialogue (because this scene!!! this scene!! there is so much unsaid and communicated via body language).
*Crowley gets into his car and Aziraphale miracles inside*
C: *surprised*
C: What are you doing here?
A: I needed a word with you.
C: What?
A: I work in Soho. I hear things. I hear that you're setting up a...
A: *looks at Crowley*
A: caper. To rob a church.
C: *looks away from Aziraphale*
A: *concerned* Crowley, it's too dangerous. Holy Water won't just kill your body, it will destroy you completely.
C: *annoyed* You told me what you think. 105 years ago.
A: And I haven't changed my mind. But I can't have you risking your life. Not even for something dangerous. So... *pulls out thermos* you can call off the robbery.
C: *looking at Aziraphale, clearly surprised*
A: Don't go unscrewing the cap.
A: *not looking at Crowley anymore*
C: *looking between the thermos and Aziraphale* It's the real thing?
A: The holiest.
C: *attention fully on Aziraphale now* After everything you said?
A: *nods, still not looking at Crowley*
C: Should I say thank you?
C: *still looking at Aziraphale*
A: *pointedly NOT looking at Crowley*
A: Better not.
C: Well, can I drop you anywhere?
A: No. Thank you.
A: *briefly glancing at Crowley*
A: Don't look so disappointed.
A: *looking away again*
A: Perhaps one day we could, I don't know. Go for a picnic.
A: *looking at Crowley now*
A: Dine at the Ritz.
C: I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go.
*silence, and the longest amount of time Aziraphale looks at Crowley this whole scene*
A: You go too fast for me, Crowley.
*both looking at each other for a beat before Aziraphale exits*
OKAY SO HOLY HECK
I feel like this scene gets boiled down to THAT line we all remember (and we'll get there), but I feel like the whole scene and the context is so so important if we want to understand THAT line.
So the background info:
1862 AD - London, St James Park: Crowley asks for holy water.
1941 AD - London: Aziraphale meets with Nazi agents inside a church. Crowley swoops in to save the day (and the books). We have the magic show and the lovely candelit dinner afterwards.
This scene takes place in 1967 in Soho, London presumably.
So, since 1862 when Crowley first asks, Aziraphale has been thinking about this request of his. Aziraphale presumes in 1862 that Crowley wants the Holy Water as a "suicide pill," and Crowley never corrects this assumption.
So, Aziraphale is under the impression that in 1967 he is giving Crowley a tool to use for his own destruction, if it comes to that.
He goes against Heaven and, from our understanding, steals Holy Water so he can give it to Crowley.
The implications of this are DEEP and COMPLEX. Because this is the FIRST time we see Aziraphale directly go against Heaven without any kind of moral out. He isn't saving Job's children. He's literally defying Heaven to protect Crowley from doing something stupid.
It's a purely selfish action that directly goes against Heaven.
This is HUGE for his character. And as I've talked about a bit in this post, I think by this point, Aziraphale was fully aware he was in love with Crowley.
This, THIS, is proof of his devotion to Crowley. Going against Heaven overtly to supply him with something he believes Crowley will use to end himself.
You can see Aziraphale's guilt and concern in this scene simply through how he choses when to look at Crowley and when to not (michael sheen, I'm in ur walls).
He looks at Crowley concerned when he talks about the church heist. He says as such. That he thinks it's too dangerous. He pointedly DOESN'T look at Crowley once he hands over the Holy Water. Like he can't bring himself to come to terms with what he's done. (Looking out for the person he loves by giving them a means of their own destruction.)
And this little interaction:
C: Should I say thank you? C: *looking at Aziraphale* A: *pointedly NOT looking at Crowley* A: Better not.
He doesn't want Crowley to thank him for what he perceives to be a sin. For giving him the ability to end himself. It hurts Aziraphale to think about. I think, even being in the car near Crowley hurts Aziraphale then.
Then we get the exchange at the end.
Crowley offering to drop Aziraphale off, which the angel denies.
Aziraphale clearly reading Crowley's disappointment and offering a fantasy of the future he doesn't believe they have in an attempt to cheer the demon up.
A: Perhaps one day we could, I don't know. Go for a picnic. A: *looking at Crowley now* A: Dine at the Ritz.
He looks at Crowley for the briefest of moments when he says "dine at the Ritz."
These things that Aziraphale is offering are normal, human pastimes. Nothing grand or overtly romantic. Just, a picnic. Dinner. It goes to show us how deeply Aziraphale loves humanity and recognizes that same love in Crowley (even if their love presents itself in different ways).
He's saying: one day, when I'm not me, and you're not you, we can do the things humans do. We can be simple.
And then, of course:
C: I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go.
Crowley says this line almost desperately. He wants to stay in this moment. He wants to draw it out. This moment where this angel he's befriended cares for him so deeply that he'd risk everything.
I haven't talked much about Crowley in this scene because at this point in their relationship, and I know this is controversial, I don't think Crowley is in love with Aziraphale here.
I talked about it in the aforementioned post, but it's my interpretation of Crowley's character to be naturally distrusting of others. Which makes sense given his history.
I don't think he's in love with Aziraphale in 1967.
But I think he recognizes Aziraphale's love for him, even if only for the briefest moment. He sees Aziraphale's willingness to save Crowley from himself and knows that there is something there.
But he is SCARED. Big scared. And he doesn't know how to deal with the influx of information being presented to him.
And I think he reads between the lines of Aziraphale's words. He hears Aziraphale say: one day, when I'm not me, and you're not you...
I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go. Is Crowley saying: You're saying we have to be different people, but we don't. I can take you right now to a picnic, to the Ritz. Nothing has to change. We can be us.
And Aziraphale says:
A: You go too fast for me, Crowley.
You go too fast for me, you treat life like a speedrun to get to the good parts. Hell, Crowley slept through the 19th century because he wanted time to move forward. Aziraphale recognizes this. He's in love with this demon who won't slow down and appreciate the mundane, human things that Aziraphale treasures. He goes too fast. He never settles down.
And I think this is a gross misunderstanding of Crowley's character on Aziraphale's part. He thinks Crowley is too fast and never settles down. Changes his hair, his clothes, his accent. But the clothes and the hair are all set dressings to Crowley. They are distractions from how set in his ways he truly is.
Crowley is s l o w to everything.
So slow that it scares the shit out of him and he overcompensates by re-inventing his image every chance he gets. He wants to blend in with his surroundings so he can be just like everybody else.
It's a deep self-hatred most likely instilled in him since before his Fall. He was not good enough for Heaven. He isn't bad enough for Hell. He can't even pass as a human because of his eyes. He doesn't fit anywhere.
So he could never fit with Aziraphale.
He doesn't even see it as an option.
Not yet, anyway.
Aziraphale misunderstands this as Crowley being unable to take time and care and put work into things that truly matter. Aziraphale thinks that they can't be together because they are too different. No matter how much he loves Crowley, Crowley is, and will always be, just a few steps ahead of him. He will always be just out of reach.
This scene is Aziraphale's confession and subsequent realization that they can never work.
This scene is Crowley understanding Aziraphale's feelings and his inability to process his own.
This scene is devastating. Because it's another miscommunication. It's a clear example of how these two understand each other, and, even after 6000 years, don't understand each other.
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semisolidmind · 3 months
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About the cartoon episode dreams.
What if when the other Smiling Critters show up in them, they kinda... act/react out of character for a second. Before getting back into character and smiling again. Some are wistful, and glad that at least one of them survived. Others are kinda salty that Catnap, of all critters, is one of the ones that survived after all he did. (Nothing more than like a brief gasp, them just pausing to stare in horror at the Catnap innocently perching on Y/N's shoulder, or a sad sigh and somber expression before snapping back into place.)
Just something ever so slightly amiss about those Red Smoke induced dreams.
exactly what i was thinking
like, the very first "episode" that y/n experiences is their introduction into the critters' world. they're found, dazed and confused in the woods, by dogday, who of course wants to help them and introduce them to his friends. they wander the woods for a bit, y/n following dogday and listening to him talk about how neat all his friends are. there's something...sad about it, but y/n has no idea why.
after walking a ways, dogday stops suddenly. he's flung an arm out in front of y/n to stop them too, almost protectively. he stares wide-eyed and completely still at a tree to their left. his ever present grin turns down at the edges, and he goes quiet. y/n follows his line of sight to a branch higher up.
a purple cat snoozes in the tree, his long tail dangling in the open air. it flicks occasionally. he seems to sense the presence of our heroes, because he slowly opens his eyes, stretching before turning towards them. his smile grows at the sight of his friend, and he tilts his head curiously at the new arrival standing next to him.
y/n feels a chill down their spine at his stare. they don't know why, but...they feel like they need to run.
then dogday says a cheery hello, seemingly broken out of his trance, and ease returns to the scene. the cat, introduced as dogday's best buddy catnap, comes down from the tree. he silently stares at y/n as dogday introduces them, a big smile on his face. y/n greets him nicely, and after a beat, the cat takes hold of y/n's hand. they get the feeling he's saying that he's ready to go. dogday laughs at his friend's silly ways, grabs y/n's other hand, and leads the group on.
the trio continues through the woods, dogday and y/n laughing and carrying on while catnap remains silent. y/n can feel him intermittently squeezing their fingers or rubbing his thumb on the back of their palm, feeling the bones underneath. they wonder if he or his friends have ever seen a human before.
after a short while, the two critters and their new friend come upon a clearing with a cluster of adorably themed houses. y/n, amused, figures the scratching post and the dog house are the homes of their two new little buddies.
in a big circle in the clearing, a group of critters similar to their two companions are happily playing.
they see a rabbit and a bird playing soccer, an elephant and a unicorn scribbling on some paper and painting at an easel, and a bear and a pig seemingly setting up a picnic. it looks nice. it's a beautiful day for all of them, and they all look so content. y/n feels a pang in their chest.
they want to cry, and they're not sure why.
dogday notices, and gently squeezes their hand. he says nothing, but the sad, shaky smile he gives them speaks volumes.
it's quickly gone when the rabbit notices him and calls his name. the other critters look up as well, a myriad of hellos raising a joyous cadence in the air. they all look so happy to see dogday. their curiosity at y/n is apparent as well, asking who they are and where they come from. the critters all have questions about them, and y/n does their best to answer them.
then catnap steps out from behind y/n's back.
the group of critters all go silent.
they all stare at him; some horrified, some angry. not even a breath is taken in at the sight of the drowsy feline. if catnap is put off by his friend's reactions to him, he makes no indication. though his grip on y/n's hand tightens.
but then the critters snap back to attention. it's almost like they've all decided unanimously to ignore catnap altogether. he doesn't react, his gaze trained on y/n just like the others. his grin hasn't moved.
the critters introduce themselves. bubba, crafty, hoppy, kickin, picky, and bobby. y/n feels like they know them all already. after dogday informs them all that y/n is trying to find a way home, the critters agree that they'll do what they can to help.
the episode ends in static.
y/n wakes up.
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–more thoughts; dogday, catnap, and y/n are the ones who feel the strangeness of the dreams the most. the other critters have their moments, but not as often. otherwise most of the dialogue is pretty standard for a kids cartoon.
– another sad thought is that in each dream, the other smiling critters start to dissapear, one by one, confusing dogday and y/n (catnap seems...unresponsive. he also tends to dissapear when the others do, but comes back). they try and try to find them, but they're nowhere to be found. eventually, dogday and catnap are the only ones left. dogday has been getting angrier and angrier at catnap, and he's not sure why. the cat remains as pleasantly lackadaisical as always, though at times his grin seems to freeze and pupils seem to shrink.
–each critter gets an episode where they try to help y/n and y/n helps them in some way. each one would have y/n giving advice on how to solve a problem, using the cutout dialogue from the game as inspiration for the problems the critters face. helping bubba remember something he forgot, helping kickin overcome a fear, helping crafty finish a painting she struggles with, find bobby when she gets lost, helping hoppy reach a goal, helping picky try something new.
after a critter has their own episode, they dissapear.
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muffinsin · 11 days
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after reading all your hc's I have never seen a date one maybe you did idk if not could you make some head canons on it. I just want to know what these women like to do and how they spend dates with S/O weather or summer.
Maybe some smut one and fluffy one ???
Idk I just really want to go on a date with them !!!!!!!
As always have a good day!
Y’all- I’m hella surprised I haven’t done date HCs yet despite writing of so many dates! XD Thanks, hon! Have a great day too🙌 Let’s get into it
Keeping this fluffy for now because the Valentine’s Day post I did was rather similar in the date + smut aspect
Masterlists (NEW- Masterlist 6)
Bela
She didn’t think she’d ever find the time for dating, really
At at first, she didn’t
At first, despite being your partner, she had little time for dates and quality time together
And she didn’t even notice, until you brought it up for her
This is something she never fails to praise you for
Really, the day you spoke up about this and she heard, and felt, the pain in your words, she swore to change this habit
And change it she did!
Bela makes sure to schedule blocks of spare time between her work to ensure she can take you out on dates, check up on you, or simply be with you for a little while
She looks forward to it each day
In turn, this is a way for you to ensure she takes breaks and eats
Often, the two of you retreat to a quiet part of the castle
Sometimes this is her room, sometimes her office even, sometimes the hall of ablution
When the weather grants it, Bela loves to take you outside for a date in the gardens
While scowling at the mud, the ground, the grass and bugs ironic, huh? she agrees to picnic dates with you
She sits relatively still, hissing and snarling at every little bug, every ant, even her own flies, as they get too close to her
Still, she appreciates the time she gets to spend with you. So what are a few bugs and dirt here and there?
She’ll drag her fingertip lightly across some flowers as she talks
In time, she picks up on how to braid them into a crown, something she’d never admit Daniela taught her
As such, the two of you often paint the following scene:
You, sat or sprawled out on the blanket, smiling as you talk and tell her of your day
Bela, your ethereal, almost goddess-like lover, her blonde hair nearly shining in the sun as she watches you and takes in every word you speak
She likes to ask questions, just to have you talk a little while longer
In return, it makes your heart ache happily when you are proven with each question that she pays attention to your words
By the end of your rants, she usually has a flower crown set up on your head
On rainy days, she likes to get set up in the bedroom with you
With candles lit and about that cause her room to smell just wonderful. The fireplace lit, granting it a nice atmosphere and warm, comfortable air
Often, this means reading together
At other times, usually when the rain causes the temperature to drop a little, she likes to curl up in your arms like an overgrown cat and spread out on top of you or your lap
You giggle each time it happens, secretly enjoying how cuddly the rain outside the warmth and safety of the castle seems to make your girlfriend
Often, she likes to spend indoor dates in her room by tending to hobbies together, or taking time to read together
She wants to actively do something together on dates, she wants to make you feel special
And she never fails at this
Cassandra
Dating?
Her?
Truthfully, she used to dream of the concept. The love. The happiness. The dreaminess
Yet, life has disappointed her
Too much betrayal, too much pain, too much emotion, too little emotion
Eventually, she decides dating is not for her
Even as her heart burns with envy as she watches her younger sister’s grin when she talks of her dates
How come Daniela gets this, and not her?
How come she can only bring herself to care for mindless sex rather than real connection?
Then, she meets you
And all changes
She is reluctant to open up to dating, at first
While being the bold one in most situations, she is not the one making the first step this time
Instead, she finds herself feeling incredibly surprised when you ask her out the first time
She’s nervous, a rare occurrence for her
And yet, she realises she loves the experience!
She becomes more confident eventually, begins to understand the concept of dating, even
She wants to start taking you out, too
At first, she goes with the usual approach, the type of dates she knows from Daniela’s tales
Library dates, that turn to Cassandra nearly falling asleep each time
Picnic dates, that turn to some prey or noise in the distance pulling her attention
Eventually she figures out- this isn’t any good
She tries a new approach, then. She invites you along as she visits the duke for weapons, and keeps you by her side as she wanders off into the forest to try some of them out
She talks, and laughs, and notices you do the same
The two of you still end up having a somewhat picnic date, with you sitting while she is pacing and rambling, a large smile on her face, her attention only on you even as the keen huntress catches every little noise in the distance
From then on, dates often are the following;
Picnics in the forest as the weather allows it, otherwise in her large bed. Usually she will ramble of something, or drink her blood-wine and stare wide eyed as she takes in whatever story you are telling her of
Others might consist of something a little more unhinged, some would say
Often, she invites you along to watch and help her torture naughty prisoners. She thinks it’s romantic
Should you ever agree, she will be over the moons. She never presses it, though
At other times, she invites you to train with her, wielding several weapons and swinging them at one another; you, wrapped in several layers of protection, her, giggling madly if you ever manage to do as much as graze her with a blade
And lastly, she does enjoy herself dates in the opera hall occasionally, when the castle is quiet and all have gone to bed, and she gets to bask in your presence
Sometimes, she will absently hum a tune, her mind accustomed to singing in this place from the time she was taught by her mother
At other times, she likes to bask in the silence and warmth of the room and simply sit or lay on the stage with you
She enjoys spending time with you, and likes to invite you to spontaneous dates to do just that
Daniela
She loves dating! And romance, and love, and spending time together
Out of her family, she’s been on the most dates. Even added up too, probably
She’s been in and out of relationships before you nearly constantly, chasing what seemed so very far out of reach for her
Then, you came along
And with you, true love
She loves to take you out on dates, and gets equally giddy when you ask her out on one
Her favorites are ones in the library or the forest, should the temperatures allow it
She likes to read her favorite books together, perhaps even read one paragraph each, or recite one line of a character each in a play she enjoys
Often, she “kidnaps” you and snatches you away from whatever you’re doing to take you out on a date instead
She rarely cares about what you were doing, whether you were in the middle of a conversation, working, or out on a walk, she rarely pays attention to it
But how could you be upset with her for long, when her smile is so very wide and her happy, big eyes and loud, buzzing flies remind you of an excited puppy?
Usually, she also brings snacks to your library dates
Little treats stolen from the kitchen or the rooms of some unfortunate maid or family member
And lastly, she likes to bring a flower with her
A gift, for you
Of course, library dates are not the only ones on her list of ideas
In fact, Daniela loves making use of the nearby opera hall as well
Being a talented singer, dancer and piano player, she loves to indulge in all three activities with you
At times, she might sing or hum a long as the two of you sit and play piano
At other times, she loves to play dress up, to steal Alcina’s large and expensive dresses, to snatch the few that Bela owns
Often, she asks you to dress up with her
When doing so, her mind often wanders to fairytales and fantasy far-away lands
Only your praise of how beautiful she looks can bring her back to the present, together with a wide, happy smile
And lastly, of course, she loves to have sleepovers, some which she also considers dates
She likes to show off her room and soft, spacious bed
She’ll practically cover you in her stuffed animals as she introduces all of them to you, one after another
As the day goes on and night approaches, she gets more and more cuddlier
In the evening already you feel her on your lap, curled up and buzzing happily as she talks or listens to your voice
Of course, at night, she only ever tucks herself closer to you
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sunshine--void · 9 months
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could you possibly do a first kiss scenario with all the puppets, preferably if they made the first move :3 pls n thank u
Of course! Very cute! <3
Sorry it took so long!
@robotoast03
@yuichiroleftarm
🏠 First kiss with WH 🏠
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Wally Darling
The two of you had spent the day painting and he decided he wanted to have yours
But it just wouldn't be right to not give you anything in return :(
So he decided to lean up and peck your lips as payment
"Will that do?"
Afterwards he left to hang the painting up (he was just trying to hide his blushing face); leaving you standing in shock
Heavily inspired by this post :) ( I platonically love you @b-o-e )
Julie Joyful
The two of you had spent the day tending to her garden
And of course she wanted to thank you
So she playfully peppered kisses all over your face before ending with one on your lips
She then took you on a picnic with her
You were left with lipstick all over your face but it was totally worth it! :)
Sally Starlet
The two of you were practicing for her next play
She had very sneakily cast you to be her love interest
And it just so happens that the two characters you were both playing were supposed to kiss
"Alrighty! Are you ready?"
She leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to your lips
...then Barnaby messed up the scene
"aww.. looks like we gotta do it again dearie"
Did she hire Barnaby to ruin it...? Yeah probably
Howdy Pillar
You were buying some stuff in his shop
Only to realize at the checkout that you hadn't prepared any jokes :(
But you really need this milk...
You have two options
Steal
Explain it to him
Obviously you chose option two...
Nah I'm just kidding, you leaned up and kissed him
Completely catching him off guard
"Well... That's certainly one way to pay"
That was way easier than practicing a joke, your definitely doing that again
Barnaby B. Beagle
I'm not sure if kissing a dog would be very pleasant tbh...
I'mma pass on this one but you do you ig
Poppy Partridge
She's a bird...
And last time I checked birds have beaks..
...I don't think she can kiss you.
Sorry man :'/
Eddie Dear
He had taken a pretty nasty fall
And you decided to help fix him up
You didn't even think puppets could feel pain
But the reaction he had to you stitching him up seemed to say otherwise
Once you were done, you pressed a kiss to his forehead to make him feel better
You had to stand on your tippy toes to reach
Anyway- it definitely seemed to work
He was much happier now :)
Frank Frankly
I was gonna do frank but I can't think of anything
So sorry :(
I might do it in the future tho
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jester-lover · 1 year
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She's in Parties
Twisted wonderland characters with a goth girlfriend feat. Trey, Jade, Floyd, Jamil, Rook, Silver, and Lilia cw- fem! reader, confident! reader, fluff, goth author freaks out about goth music, very long post
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I notice how often the fanfic community focuses in on the clothing/makeup relating to the goth subculture, and while there will be a lot of that in this post, I want more people to experience the music. I left a goth song recommendation I think fits each character, from gothic metal to softer new wave. No gatekeeping here.
Trey
Trey is definitely not knowledgeable about the goth scene, he listened to a few songs here and there, and probably had a minor emo phase in middle school
He does however enjoy the slower more melancholic goth songs you play for him, or more sweet/romantic songs
Trey is usually the one keeping law and order in his dorm, so sometimes he likes having calming activities like baking and picnics to get away from it all
Having a goth girlfriend, someone who can really understand his perceivable struggle of mundanity, and bring a spark of excitement to his life is a gift he will always appreciate
He would love body mods, like tattoos, piercings etc
Tattoos especially if they have meanings behind them, he thinks they’re like stories on your skin
This man has no clothing comprehension (fedora), he straight up doesn't care what you're wearing 
He does however, really like when you wear funky jewelry, and leather jackets
Something is just so sweet about your caring attitude towards him, contrasting with your look that tends to terrify people
We would make you bat shaped cookies 100%
A song that you and Trey listen to together would be Ecstasy by Strawberry Switchblade
“Maybe if you pair the red leather pants with the fishnet top, it’ll match your makeup.”
Jade 
You might look like the dark, mysterious part of your relationship, but we all know that title goes to Jade
This boy is, unnerving to say the least, but you’ve always been a fan of strange things
He absolutely adores your aesthetic, even if you tone it down for school, or wear trad goth makeup every day, he’s obsessed
I feel like jade would enjoy gothic films, like The Crow, or Nosferatu, along with a long list of horror movies
“The movie itself is a bit overwhelming, but the plot is so delightfully dark, I think you would really like it dear.”
He probably does listen to goth music, more post punk and new wave type stuff, like The Cure, so a part of your music is not new to him
But he’d love to be introduced to more vibrant gothic music (it makes for a good hiking playlist)
He loves all types of gothic makeup on you, but especially enjoys 90s’ goth makeup, with tight black eyeliner, and burgundy red lipstick
Something about the simplicity of the style, along with the somber tone of the music you listen to makes Jade’s heart flutter (if he has one)
A song that would remind you of Jade is Heaven or Las Vegas by the Cocteau Twins
Floyd
He’s a lil creepy guy himself! You guys are two peas in a pod! 
Floyd loves having a goth girlfriend, the fashion, makeup, music and general aesthetic are right up his alley
We know our boy loves shoes, so he would absolutely adore it if you had a funky shoe collection, from tall and heavy platforms, to cute yet sharp winklepickers 
He would love loud gothic rock, extreme music hypes him up before a big game
I read in floyd’s wiki that he dislikes restraint, so the loudness and brashness of gothic rock would be something he really enjoys
In terms of fashion, Floyd is one of the few boys who would definitely allow you to give him a makeover 
Tease and gel his hair, layers of silk over fishnet and leather, you can really go all out
Be careful though, because he’s also the type to come running for hugs and kisses right when you've finished getting ready
Floyd thinks that the best looks on you are the ones that require layering, he loves seeing you look like a shapeless bat creature
His most favorite part about having you as a girlfriend is how easy it is to find you in the stands during a basketball game
Floyd definitely gives you some freaky fish nickname, like ‘anglerfish’ just because he’s a meanie like that
"Anglerfish! I found a sweater you'll love, Its got bats all over it!"
A song that Floyd would like is Head like a Hole by Nine Inch Nails
Jamil 
Jamil caught your eye due partially to his dancing skills, and his hair
I mean look at it, the boy is a walking shampoo commercial 
He really is clueless about goth music, you really have to keep him on the shallow side before throwing him off the deep end
“So, you like music about coffins and funerals then?”
He really does enjoy your aesthetic quite a bit, every time you come home from a day of shopping (at a thrift store most likely) he encourages you to give him a little fashion show
Kalim might have been mildly terrified the first time he saw you, but then he realized how happy you made Jamil, and accepted you!
Pre-overblot, he enjoys more angry, loud gothic rock, but after, he asks you to introduce him to some softer goth music
Jamil has always dreamed of giving his significant other a life full of joy, so sometimes he likes fantasizing about a future with you, and dancing to romantic goth songs
A song you and Jamil dance to is Heaven by The Cure 
Rook 
Ooolala a mysterious figure shrouded in darkness? He is intrigued
You definitely notice him, and you definitely ask him out first
(he swoons)
Rook is a perplexing character, he never really shows any interest towards your music, before suddenly turning up with a full playlist
Turns out, he’s been keeping track of the songs you mention in passing conversation and blast in your room
He loves you in long flowy black skirts, with full trad makeup, he thinks you look so beautiful
“Mon petit ange, you look absolutely breathtaking, villainous beauty like yours is dangerous!”
Rook is most definitely the of boy who goes out in the middle of the night with you for an impromptu photoshoot, or walk through a graveyard
You two have a very ‘Morticia and Gomez’ type relationship, considering just how obsessed this man is with you
He writes poems about you
Rook probably also adores romantic goth songs, especially the weirder ones
A song you two would listen to together is Temple of Love by the Sisters of Mercy
Lilia 
Scene bf x goth gf
Look at him and tell me he doesn’t avidly listen to My Chem? You can’t.
You two are two birds of a feather! (a crow’s most likely)
He absolutely adores your sense of fashion, and how it aligns with his own, just be aware that if you have any cool hoodies/jackets, he will steal them from you
Speaking of clothes, he loves any of them on you, especially bat-like clothes, like black shirts/dresses with long flowy sleeves and flared pants
“Hehehe we match in both clothing and personality!”
He also listens to goth music, and considering he’s ancient, he’s probably experienced some classic bands in concert 
Would love to share his most macabre stories with you, if you want to hear him ramble
Lilia is a fan of all genres of gothic music, especially the funky kinds of music often blasted in goth clubs
You two are very like minded individuals and that keeps you both very happy
A song you and Lilia would dance to is What’s Inside a Girl? By The Cramps
Silver 
He’s so soft for you
You just cause fear wherever you go, and Silver’s just there, softly smiling
He doesn't listen to loud music unless he’s trying his best to stay awake, but when he is trying to sleep, he prefers the more mellow stuff
“Do you have any really calming music I can listen to?”
He cares so very little about what you wear, but he likes you in velvet so you're soft to cuddle with
Silver cares a lot about you, so if he sees people making bad remarks about you, he’ll confront them, he’s scary when he’s mad
He enjoys watching gothic movies with you too, but might fall asleep mid movie
Since the Diasomnia uniform is all black, he gets a little kick out of matching with you
A song Silver and you listen to as you lounge about is Lorelai by the Cocteau Twins
Bonus! More alternative songs that remind me of the boys :)
Trey-  Linger by The Cranberries
Jade-  Nocturnal Me by Echo and the Bunnymen
Floyd-  Nasty by The Damned
Jamil- Kiss me, Son of God by They might be Giants
Rook- Gentlemen take Polaroids by Japan
Lilia-  Time by David Bowie
Silver- Sacrifice by London after Midnight
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amoreva · 3 months
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If possible, could you write (reader x luke castellan) inspired by the song The way I loved you by Taylor?
FIRST LOVE
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pairing: past luke castellan x reader, apollo’s son x reader
summary: you loved your boyfriend, truly, you do. but you can’t help but remember the way you loved Luke. your first love always hurts the most.
warnings: angst, leading on, regret, post tlt
a/n: i don’t listen to taylor swift that much so i hope i did this justice! and yes, i took inspiration from fleabag for the luke and reader scene
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You grabbed your tote bag, filled with items essential for a picnic in the strawberry field. Hiking up your long white skirt, you travel down the steps of your cabin to be met with a smile worth a thousand suns.
“Ready?” Sam asked. He took the tote bag from your grasp to carry it.
“Mhm.” You hummed, paired with a smile.
Sam grasped your hand gently as you walk through camp to the strawberry fields. A mandatory picnic, according to you, after training day after day after day.
Sam had this look on his face. His eyes twinkled in admiration and love. Scarred hand against yours. You found the scar on the palm and back of his hand quite interesting. “How was your morning?” He asked politely.
”Tiring. You would not believe my half-siblings. They—” You went off on a tangent. You always did. Sam seemed to hang on to your every word.
You met Sam at one of the many bonfires the Camp had at the end of the day. The fire was burning a bright purple, climbing over 10 feet. It reflected the joyous energy of the campers.
It had been a month since Percy completed his quest, since Luke left camp.
Sam sat next to you, thinking his jokes and subtle timid charm would win you over. And it did. You found it quite cute.
Sam was perfect in every way. He’d walk you from your cabin (or anywhere for that matter) to the dining hall. He made a bracelet for you with your favorite colors after indirectly learning your favorite colors. He says everything you need to hear. It’s like he was created to be the perfect boyfriend.
But it doesn’t entirely distract you from your past relationship with Luke Castellan.
Albeit messy, your time with Luke was exhilarating. Luke and you would fight and scream about your problems. It wasn’t perfect nor all sunshine and rainbows most of the time, but Luke and you made sure to let the other know you loved them.
No matter the circumstances or the many silent treatments.
Because you can’t have a healthy relationship without problems, right?
You were clueless on the love department. Luke was your first boyfriend and you hardly felt experienced enough now that you were with Sam.
(“Hey, what was that?” Luke asked, concerned. The water shimmering like they were diamonds. Campers from Hermes and various other cabins were swimming. The counselors were the life guards, switching duties in shifts. Currently it was you and Luke.
“What?” You responded, dazed. Slowly, you turn your head to look at Luke.
You were in your head. Luke knew that. “Where’s you just go?” He knew it too well that he pushed and pushed for answers causing and argument. He just wants to help.
You faded from the living world again, stuck in your head. Yet, water splashed on your leg snapped you out. “What?”
“You just went somewhere.” Luke stated firmly and placed a hand on your shoulder. You cursed yourself in your head. Luke was able to read you well, too well.
“I went no where.” You denied.
“You can tell me anything, y’know.” Luke reassured.
“I know.” Your attention was back on the swimming campers. Luke’s hands fell on top of yours.
“So tell me, what’s bothering you.”
“Nothing.”
“Something.”
“Nothing”
“Something.”
“It’s nothing, for fucks sake, Castellan”
“It’s better to get it off your chest, babe.”
“Just—just, drop it. I went no where. Nothing is bothering me.” You felt your temper rise. The back and forth irritating you. This was how it always ended. His concern caused your irritation which eventually ended in either of you walking away to blow off steam. Only to make it up later.)
“And you would not believe it! Kayla and Will had to kick so many campers out because they whined about small cuts. It was all to see our new half-sister!” Sam gestured with his words with you.
“Mhm.” You smiled and nod your head, hoping he didn’t notice you zoning out.
Sam just stares at you, admiration in his eyes. Thankfully, he didn’t notice you zoning out. He just smiles and squeezes your hand. Your heart stung with guilt. Reminiscing about the past when your future was right beside you.
The two of you spent the last hour on a hill overlooking the strawberry fields. The sun was high in the sky, but it wasn’t overbearing nor did it make you sweaty and gross.
You can practically hear Luke’s laugh fading, as if he was right next to you. What was it that Silena and Drew said?
That you could never get over your first love. That they are hard to forget because they the past lover leaves a searing feeling in your mind. That they are your first love.
Yeah, that sounds about right.
And it’s not like you were using Sam to get over Luke, no. You loved Sam, truly, but you were still wrung up over Luke. Sam was everything you could ask for in a guy, but Luke—Luke was the first. He was perfect to you in his own way.
Sure, there were arguments and silent treatments and pettiness, but Luke and you never broke up, it wasn’t a toxic relationship. Not at all.
The conch for lunch blew throughout camp. You wondered what was conjured up in the camp kitchen today. Sam and you packed the blanket back into the bag (he carried the tote bag, no matter how girly it may be).
Hand in hand, you and Sam travel through the strawberry fields to the pavilion for lunch. A comfortable silence stirring between the two of you.
You look up at Sam and move to kiss his cheek. A gesture of reassurance for him and yourself, one to remind you that you loved him along with Luke.
The way you loved is difficult. The way you loved is unpredictable. You know though, you know for certain that no matter how many loves you have, Luke is your first.
Damn him for betraying Camp, for siding with Kronos. Damn your first love for cursing your heart with memories upon memories of him.
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x-liv25-jamieswife · 2 months
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please write nashlibby hcs 😭🙏🙏
libbynash head canons
omg yessss! i absolutely love them. they actually own my heart in every way possible. not proof read like all of my posts.
they love stroking each other's hair. nash will lay his head on her lap or chest whilst she plays with his hair, and libby will either sit between his legs or rest her head on his chest.
libby loves cups with little quotes on them. she drinks her coffee in them every morning. nash will buy her some with like "best girlfriend ever" written on them.
nash wakes up so much earlier than libby does. he'll just lie there and watch her bc he thinks she looks really peaceful.
libby taught (or is trying to) him how to bake his favorite cupcakes, but he prefers it when she makes him pastries (especially for his birthday)
when they have things to do that day and can't sleep in, nash will bring her a coffee and sometimes even breakfast to their room for her to eat while getting ready or in bed.
nash loves picking out libby's clothes in the morning. he'll go into their huge closet, and pick out his/her favorite pieces and place them on the bed. (libby loves to do this too but never wakes up early enough to do it for him)
they literally never take showers alone. they love just being close to each other and washing each others hair and stuff.
nash and libby love trying out new restaurants. they know all of the best places.
libby got a job at the bar he works out and they both bartend (i also think at some point, nash would get his own bar)
their wedding was very small, quiet, and untraditional. like libby wore a black dress, there was not father walking her down the aisle, no garter, only like 30 people max (i would even say less) etc..
nash got libby her own motorcycle bc she thought it was really cool. they go on rides together pretty much everyday.
they love stargazing. once a week, they'll head to this empty field close to the mansion and bring blankets and picnic foods. they'll lie in each other's arms cuddled up in warm blankets. libby knows all of the constellations and will point some out and explain to nash what they are (they may or may not sometimes have a little bit of fun iykyk)
nash gets her to read all of his romance books bc they both love it. (nash purposely gives her ones with smut, so that he can later recreate those scenes with her, and, after, libby will be like 'that was from (insert book name)' and he'll be like yeah)
they are suckers for forehead kisses. that is they're thing. they do it when they wake up, when saying goodbye, literally all of the time.
libby had a very hard time with emotional and physical intimacy (not talking about s*x, just like cuddling and stuff) when they first got together bc of fucking drake. nash was very understanding and took it very slow. he'd always congratulate her when she did smth that he knew made her nervous.
they so have matching cowboy hats and boots.
nash fake proposed during love story at the eras tour (bc they were already engaged) and libby almost fainted.
libby's outfit was lover era themed and nash's was debut themed (but libby had a debut cowboy hat and nash had some hearts drawn on his face representing the lover era and stuff)
they also swayed to lover.
i made a post about this but nash loves dirty talk and praising his gf...
they post about the other on their instas all the time (they don't tell the fans anything personal (like that they got engaged and stuff. they're very secretive). they just post cute little pics of each other with captions like "loml")
after the bachelor party in tbh, jamie sent libby the video of nash twerking. she took a screenshot of one part where his ass was in the air and framed it (she also made it her phone background pic)
nash loves carrying her bridal style
whilst nash calls her darlin' and sweetheart, she calls him idiot and my little bastard
nash helps her dye her hair all the time. they always make huge messes in the bathroom. hair dye ends up everywhere. (they also tried dying nash's hair blue once)
nash loves matching her current hair color by giving himself highlights of the same color. for example, if libby has pink hair, he'll give himself pink highlights.
libby will call him god sometimes bc in tig she went 'i think he might be god' after they first spoke. she now says it as some kind of inside joke with nash (nash doesn't get it though so the joke is very one-sided)
libby's chokers drive him absolutely crazy (@catapparently)
they have a special ring tone for each other
libby loves stealing his flannels and wearing them out or even to sleep
nash snores a lot. libby basically has to push him off of the bed to get him to stop
nash loves being the little spoon when they cuddle in bed.
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haee-elia · 8 months
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spence-tober: day 8 - indie director
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pairing: indie/small film director!spencer reid x fem!reader
summary: in which a director asks to capture your little piece of heaven on film
word count: 1420
warnings: fluff, unintentionally flirty spencer
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It wasn’t often that you had the time to sneak off during the week and just relax on the end of the pier. It was small, but that’s what you liked about it. To be completely honest, it was one of the main selling points for your small cottage house. The ability to walk a small distance on a clean and tidy cobblestone path and make your way to the lakeside where your own private pier was waiting for you.
The waters were never too rough and although you didn’t fish or boat around, just having a small picnic or taking a chair out to sit and relax was enough for you.
And that was exactly what you were doing right now. Your foldable chair was setup, you had a small tote bag with some baggies of snacks and your kindle for some light reading. You had gone out early in the morning with having everything packed last night so all you had to do was drag yourself and your chair out to the small dock in the morning.
Judging by where the sun was, it was now early afternoon and you had been out on the pier for several hours now. It was incredibly peaceful.
“Hey, darlin’!” 
Until it wasn’t.
The sound of your neighbor, Leigh Anne Lockley, broke the silence of the calm waters hitting the wooden structure of the pier. You didn’t have anything against Leigh Anne, in fact, she had helped you get an in with the seller of your cottage to help lower the price for you. The older woman was your next door neighbor and often brought over her baked goods and vegetables from her garden. You, in turn, helped out with any problems including finding someone to vacate the bats in her attic, getting her set up on Tinder, and hooking her up with all the streaming services since the RedBox machine at the grocery store had gone away.
Despite your afternoon alone on the small quaint pier being disturbed, you turned your head around, still sitting in your folding chair, to look at her. However, she wasn’t alone.
A taller man was right behind her. He looked to be around your age if not a little older. With light brown hair gleaming in the noon sun and glasses on his chiseled face, you were suddenly glad it was so hot out because you were sure you must be blushing.
The man was wearing simple high waist dress pants coupled with a simple small striped button up, however, it was the set of headphones around his neck and a walkie talkie clipped onto his belt that confused you.
“Hey, Leigh Anne, who do you have here?” You responded back. You moved to take off your sunglasses from your face so you could see the two of them in a better light.
Leigh Anne gave you that hundred watt smile and gestured her hands over to the man, who moved his hand to wave at you, “This here is Spencer, sweetie.”
It definitely wasn’t one of her children or grandchildren, you thought to yourself. Leigh Anne had pictures of them posted all around her house and often talked about them enough for you to be familiar enough with their names. 
You waved back and exchanged your own name, “Is there something I can help you with, Spencer.” 
He went to speak, but it was Leigh Anne who opened her mouth first, “He’s a director.” She said, like it was some sort of big secret or god-like status, “He’s shooting a film just over the lake there in the woods.” She pointed out over the water and on the other side of the lake. 
At least you knew what the headphones and walkie talkie were for now.
Spencer spoke this time, eyes making contact with yours, “That’s right,” He confirmed, “I was over on the other side of the lake when I saw this pier. I was wondering if I could convince you to let us shoot a scene or two here another day this next week.”
Leigh Anne took a step back so Spencer couldn’t see her out of the corner of his eyes and gave you a not so subtle wink and a thumbs up. You blushed harder.
“I’ll leave you two to talk about all this.” She said, removing herself from the conversation, “I’ll be back over this weekend with some snickerdoodles, sweetie.” 
You watched for a moment as she departed through the pathway and then focused your attention on Spencer, still standing on land rather than the wooden dock.
“You’re filming a movie?” You ask to confirm.
He nods, “Yeah, just a small indie film.” Spencer brushed it off. “I wasn’t too sure how to find out if this land was owned or not, but I was knocking on a few doors and Ms. Lockley informed me that this pier is yours.”
This time you nodded, “Came with the property.”
“Is there a way I could convince you to let us film here sometime next week?” He asked again, “I could give you a small compensation or we could draft a permit with some rules. I promise we wouldn’t be a bother and it wouldn’t be a large setup. Just five or so people during sunset or sunrise.”
You stood from your chair and walked over to Spencer. “How long would you be using the pier for?” You asked curiously.
“We’d just need a day. Probably wouldn’t even take up the whole day.” Spencer answered you.
You nodded, thinking about it, “And you wouldn’t be doing anything damaging to the surroundings or the wildlife?”
He shook his head, “No, not at all. Just a few talking scenes on the pier with the lake and woods in the background.”
“Alright,” You agree, “I’ll give you permission. You don’t need to give any compensation either.”
He grins, “Thank you, I really appreciate your cooperation.” He shakes your hand. “It’s a really beautiful place.” Spencer looks out behind you, admiring the scenery.
You nod your head with a fond smile on your lips, “It is.” You turn back to Spencer. “So, you’re the director of the film? Is this your first or have you directed before?”
“I’ve directed before, mostly small stuff. I just really love having beautiful backgrounds to compliment beautiful moments.” He answers, looking down on you a little bit. 
Spencer stands taller than you, with his lanky but lithe figure, and as he’s staring down into your eyes, you feel your heart beat a little faster with his words.
You look away, bashfully, “That’s really nice.” You swallow down the nervous cough in your throat, “Would I be able to see the movie when it releases?”
He hesitates, “Unfortunately it probably wouldn’t get a theatrical release.” He responds. “But, I wouldn’t be averse to giving you a private showing.”
Your face is burning red now and you can’t imagine this man in front of you is staying oblivious to what his words are doing to you. 
His brows furrow and he inspects your face, “Are you okay? You look a little flushed.” Spencer comments, his hand almost moving to touch your cheeks, “Is it the sun?” 
You nod fervently, “Yeah, must be.” You deflect, “Forgot to pack sunscreen.”
My god, you think, he really doesn’t know the effect he has on you.
Spencer seems to accept the answer you gave him and retracks his hand from your face. He then glances down to the leather wrist watch he wears, checking the time. 
“I actually have to get going,” He sighs, as if he doesn’t want to leave you, you muse.
He pulls out a piece of paper and a pen from his back pocket and scribbles on it quickly, “Here’s my number, you can call if you have any other questions.” Spencer has the audacity to wait for a moment and look at you with a small grin before finishing writing down his information, “Or, for anything else.”
You think you might need to splash your face with some of the water in the lake.
He hands you the slip of paper and jogs back up the path, but not before he gives you a wave goodbye. 
As you stare down at the piece of paper in your hand (in which he’s included a derpy written smile next to his name), you can hardly hear anything over the rapid beating of your heart.
You definitely need to thank Leigh Anne later.
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a/n: this is probably the flirtiest spencer i've written thus far and i love it. i want to write more flirty spencer and i have a few more prompts and aus that i think would work with that.
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harringtonstilinski · 5 months
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Master of Puppets - Eddie Munson
Author: @harringtonstilinski​ Characters: Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader Word Count: 8,013 Warnings: flashing gif, fluff, flashback in italics; eddie has shoulder length hair, angst out the fucking ass, Requested: no | yes; Smut: no | yes; A/N: Hi, friends! I made a post about this fic, and received some postive feedback! Like I said in that post, I showed my daughter the Upside Down Concert scene, and I immediately saw Reader standing/sitting/squatting on top of the trailer. If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊
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You never thought you’d be going into the Upside Down again. But, here you are in a big ass grassy area with your boyfriend, Eddie. As well as your brother Dustin, Nancy, Robin and Steve, the Sinclair siblings, and Max. You had been roped into the adventures of the Upside Down ever since the beginning.
Steve and Nancy were a part of the adventures from the beginning, Max joined during Dart’s adventure, Robin and Erica joining you lot last year. Now, your boyfriend was a part of this adventure; The Adventures of Vecna, as you liked to call it. 
You watched as Eddie and Dustin hammered some nails into a couple of tin garbage can lids. 
“So, how did you two end up together?” Dustin asked. “Neither of you really talked about it.”
You looked at Eddie and he at you, a small smile on his face before he went back to hammering. “Well, she caught my eye when I was sophomore, a scared little freshman-”
“I wasn’t scared!” you exclaimed.
Both boys chuckled at your exclamation before Eddie continued. “Okay. Not scared, but… confused. She was confused. Not knowing where to go. I walked up to her as she was looking at her schedule like she was mad at it.”
“When he walked up to me, I got scared. Like, jumping out of my skin, scared. I didn’t know he was walking up to me, despite all the chains he was sporting.” You chuckled at Eddie’s smile. He was proud of his chains. 
“It was loud and busy with all the freshmen trying to make their way around,” he chuckled. Going back to his task, he cleared his throat. “Anyway. I showed her where her locker was and looked at her schedule, seeing that most of her classes were near mine.”
“He took me to every single one,” you smiled, remembering that day as if it were yesterday.
“I saw her at one of the lunch tables, sitting alone with a book in her hands as she ate lunch. I ditched my friends to go and talk to her, but she didn’t talk back.”
“So, Eddie, here, had slipped a note into my locker after lunch, telling me to meet him in the woods right behind the school.” You were taken back to that day as Eddie explained your meeting in the woods.
Walking around in the woods was something you never found yourself doing, but here you were. In the woods. After school. To meet a boy. A cute boy with shoulder length hair, wearing a denim jacket and black jeans. The very same boy that you were thinking about appeared out of nowhere in the woods, scaring you.
He held up a hand, a smile on his face as he said, “Sorry.”
With a hand over your heart, you exhaled, trying to get your heartbeat back to normal. “No, that’s okay. You’re fine. It’s my fault, really, for getting scared. I didn’t hear you walk up.”
“You didn’t hear the leaves?”
Shaking your head, you tried to hold back a smile. “Nope.”
He tried to hide his own smile as he looked off to the side a little. “I’m Eddie, by the way. Eddie Munson.  I don’t know if I told you my name at lunch.”
You shook your head again, lips between your teeth. “Nope, but it’s very nice to meet you, Eddie. I’m Y/N Henderson.”
“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, M’lady Henderson.”
A giggle erupted from your throat, your hand flying to your mouth to try and conceal it. Looking over to the picnic table, you gestured over to it, asking Eddie if he wanted to sit down and talk, to which he agreed.
Eddie could swear that by hearing you laugh, he wanted to hear it forever. As the two of you sat down, you looked at his shirt, seeing the words Hellfire Club on it with some type of dice, a sword, a demon head and morning star weapon.
“What’s Hellfire Club?” you asked.
Looking down at his shirt, Eddie explained, “Oh, it’s this club I started last year.”
You raised a brow, your interest piqued. “What kind of club?”
“D&D.” When he looked back up at you, he saw a very confused look on your face. Chuckling, he said, “Dungeons and Dragons. It’s a fantasy board game.”
“Wait, with like, monsters and shit?”
Letting out a light laugh while looking down at the table, Eddie said, “Yeah. With monsters and shit.”
Bringing your arm up to the table, you rested your elbow on the tabletop, resting your chin in your hand. “I think my little brother is trying to get into it. Him and his little friends keep talking about it.”
“You have a little brother?” Eddie asked.
Nodding, you smiled a little. “I do. He’s annoying, like most younger siblings are, but I’m more than grateful to have him. He’s the missing piece my mom and I didn’t know we needed.”
Eddie wanted to know more about you. “What about your dad?” Waving him off, you replied, “Eh, he’s deadbeat. Well, not really. He just… took off not long after Dustin was born.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“It’s fine. He was an asshole anyway, from what I can remember.” You looked into Eddie’s eyes and wanted to know about him instead of talking about yourself. “What about you? What’s your family like?”
“There’s not much to say, really. My dad’s in prison, and my mom died when I was young.”
“Oh, Eddie,” you said, hesitantly reaching your hand across the table. “I’m so sorry to hear that.”
He looked at your hand before timidly putting his hand on yours, instantly finding comfort. Eddie was fifteen and you were fourteen, but that didn’t stop the tingles that shot through both of your hands. 
Flipping your hand over, you watched as Eddie lightly traced random shapes into your palm. “You know, uhm, this isn’t the first time we’ve… hung out.”
Confused as ever, you looked at him with scrunched eyebrows. “No?”
Stopping his fingers, he looked at you, asking, “You don’t remember?”
Trying to rack your brain, your eyes danced all around; at his shirt, his rings, the trees behind him, the tabletop, but you ended up coming up short. “I’m sorry. I-”
“That’s okay,” he said.
Watching as he looked past you for a moment, you wanted to say something that would help to put his mind at ease, but a gasp sounding from you had the words dying in your throat as Eddie pretended to stab himself in the heart, falling from the table bench.
“Oh, my god!” you exclaimed.
“I wouldn’t remember me either, Y/N,” Eddie said, standing up. Brushing the leaves from his body, you giggled, watching as he ran his fingers through his hair, asking, “Do I have something in my hair?”
It felt like forever since you genuinely laughed at someone being so silly. You weren’t used to it anymore. Hanging out with your best friend, Steve Harrington, would do that to you, especially when it came to watching his basketball practices and then heading straight home.
But laughing at Eddie’s antics felt natural, like you’d been doing it your whole life. You wanted to have that feeling for a long time with him. 
Bringing you out of your thoughts, Eddie asked, “You don’t remember me?” with his arms crossed, a small smile on his face.
Chuckling, you responded, “I’m sorry.”
“Middle school,” he said. “Talent show. You were doing this dance thing. Ya’know, the-” He shimmied, which caused you to giggle at him. “-thing that you do. It was pretty cool, actually. You were a really good dancer.”
“Still am,” you smiled. “I still dance.”
He smirked, saying, “And I… I was with my band.”
As if a bus hit you with realization, you gasped, holding your hands up before exclaiming, “Corroded Coffin!”
At the same time he punched his own hand and turned around, saying, “Corro– you do remember!” you were also saying, “Oh, my god! Yes, of course! With a name like that, how could I forget? You guys introduced me to metal!”
“I knew it,” he said, coming back to the table to lean on the top, your foreheads almost touching. “You’re a freak.”
“Yeah,” you chuckled. “Thanks to you. But you just… you looked totally-”
“Different? Yeah, well, my hair was buzzed and I didn’t have any tattoos yet.”
“You have tattoos?” you asked, almost too excitedly.
“One.” Shifting on the bench to face his right arm towards you, he lifted his sleeve, showing a two legged dragon. “It’s called a wyvern. It’s a creature from D&D.”
Leaning on the table with a small smile, you brought your hand up to trace the outside of his permanent ink. “It looks creepy, but it’s cool. But you’re a minor. How did you get it?”
Slowly pulling his sleeve back down as you sat back on the bench, he sighed. “My dad. Said he wanted to give me a birthday present to remember. So, he took me to the tattoo shop last year for my fourteenth birthday, and said to pick out any design they had. I ended up talking to the tattoo artist about D&D for a little while. The dude said he would tattoo something, and out came this.”
“Is that how you got into D&D or had you been into it for a while before that?” you wondered.
“Was into it for a little while. Where I was at within the campaigns, I hadn’t come across the wyvern yet.” He looked you, something shining in his eyes that you couldn’t decipher. “Hey, thanks.”
“For what?” you asked, tucking your lips between your teeth.
Shrugging, he said, “For listening.”
Smiling, you said, “No problem. Now, back to the band thing. You played guitar, right?”
Eddie nodded, looking at your hand before reaching across the table to continue his shapes from earlier. “Still do. Still do.” He looked back into your eyes, seeing that they were already on him before he added, “You should come see us. We play at The Hideout on Tuesday’s.”
“Isn’t that a bar?” you asked.
“My uncle knows the owner,” he whispered, slightly narrowed eyes.
You nodded and breathed out a chuckle. “Okay.”
“It’s pretty cool. We actually get a crowd of about five… drunks.”
Laughing again, you couldn’t help but let yourself get immersed in the boy that was Eddie Munson. “Doesn’t seem like it’s Madison Square.”
“It’s not,” he agreed. “But you gotta start somewhere, right? So…”
After a moment of comfortable silence between the two of you, you couldn’t help but talk without your filter. “Ya’know, you’re not what I’d thought you’d be like.”
“Mean and scary?” he asked, quietly.
“Yeah,” you whispered.
“Yeah, well, I actually thought you’d be kind of mean and scary.” “Me?” you exclaimed.
“Terrifying,” he smiled. “What, with your quietness and reading and shit.”
All you could do was look at him, a small smile on your lips. The two of you talked until you could hear the distant ringing of your name being called, Eddie being kind enough to walk you to the edge of the woods, where Steve was waiting for you.
Turning to Eddie, you placed a hand on his arm and said, “I had a nice time, Eddie. Really.”
Grabbing your hand, Eddie wrapped your fingers around his before he bent and kissed your knuckles, a smile on his face as he replied, “Until next time, m’lady.”
After that day in the woods, you two hung out on Tuesday nights, and when you weren’t hanging out with Steve. Before long, the two of you were a couple. Hearing the whispers about you two didn’t bother you at all. Eddie made you realize that you didn’t care what others thought about you.
You still dressed in what he would call your “preppy” clothes, and he still dressed in his. The moment he let you wear his denim jacket on a date because you were cold, you stole it and never returned it. He didn’t mind, though, because for your very first Christmas together, you had bought him the exact jacket he gave you.
He ended up cutting the sleeves off of it and glued something about Dio on the back of it, band buttons on the front of it with a patch that you had ironed on for him.
Your parents weren’t too thrilled that you were dating Eddie. They wanted you to date Steve instead, but you protested, as well as Steve, to the point where your parents relented. You ended up turning into a little bookworm, as Eddie had given you a few books he thought you’d enjoy. Now, here you two were, five years later, still together, still going strong. 
As Eddie told Dustin the story, he had finished hammering the nails into the tin garbage lids. He stood, grabbing the one he was working on.
“How’s she feeling?” Dustin asked.
Turning and holding out his makeshift shield, Eddie replied, “Light,-” before holding the lid nail side down, saying, “-but durable.” Holding it out again, he added, “Deadly,-” before lowering it to add, “-but reliable.”
You and Dustin laughed at Eddie’s antics, something you fall even more in love with about him. With an ever dramatic voice as he propped his foot on the crate he’d been sitting on, Eddie reached out a hand towards Dustin, saying, “Hear me now. There will be no more retreating…” Going back to his own voice, he looked at you and said, “...from Eddie the Banished.”
Standing up with his own makeshift shield, Dustin said, “Hey, you’re really ready for bat-tle.”
You and Eddie looked at each other before casting your eyes over to Dustin, as he chortled. “You get it?”
did i forget to mention that your little group minus the younger teens had jumped into lovers lake after steve and ended up having your own little adventure in the upside down? no. oh. well. ya’did!
“Bat-tle.” As Dustin looked at yours and Eddie’s please explain looks, he sighed out, “B-A-T. No?”
Eddie looked at you before he handed you his shield as Dustin set his down, saying, “I thought it was a good one,” before your boyfriend all but tackled him with a playful yell, the younger teen caught off guard. “What are you doing?!”
You had to drop the shield as Eddie pushed your brother towards you, your hands coming up to his back to stop him from running into you. He stood up straighter before saying, “Son of a bitch!” before charging at Eddie, who let out another playful yell.
Laughing out loud, you watched as your boyfriend reached down to give your brother a wedgie, who protested by saying, “No wedgies! No wedgies!”
They both stood up straighter, Eddie’s hands on either side of your brother, saying, “Never change.” They both looked at each other as he said, “Dustin Henderson.”
You walked over to them, moving the hair that was in Eddie’s mouth right before he added, “Promise me?”
As if he were getting emotional, Dustin said, “Wasn’t planning on it.”
“Good,” Eddie said. “Good.” He looked over at you and kissed you before turning towards the Sinclairs, saying, “Hey, Sinclair’s! How are those, uhh… spears coming on?”
Watching as Lucas gave a thumbs up, you chuckled when you noticed the look on Erica’s face. Shaking your head, you looked down at the shields, your smile falling fast. Dustin noticed before Eddie did, your brother walking over to you and putting a hand on your shoulder.
“What’s up, sis?” he asked. He looked at your waterline, seeing tears lining them. Looking over at Eddie, he whispered his name as a tear slipped down your cheek.
“Baby?” Eddie said, standing in front of you. He cupped your cheeks, lifting your head as you took a shaky breath in. “Princess, what’s wrong?”
With your eyes dancing between his, you quietly asked, “What if we don’t make it out this time?” You grabbed his forearms, keeping his arms in place as you added, “What if one of us dies? I can’t… I can’t lose anyone else.” Gripping his forearms a little tighter, you said through gritted teeth, “Especially you.”
Shaking his head, Eddie said, “You’re not gonna lose me.”
“Do you promise me?”
He grabbed one of your hands after removing one of his from your cheek, bringing your hand to palm at his chest. “With my whole heart.” With the hand that was still cupping your cheek, he brought your face closer to his, sealing his promise with a kiss. 
Dustin cleared his throat, causing the two of you to break apart. You pressed your foreheads together, your eyes shut, Eddie’s still open as he quietly said, “I love you, princess.”
“I love you, too, Dungeon Master.”
“Okay, if you two can stop having a gross moment, can we practice a little bit?” Dustin asked.
Reluctantly, Eddie pulled away to grab his shield, practicing fighting the demobats as you watched them, giggles and chuckles sounding out of you as you did. You laughed when Eddie jumped over Dustin like a leap frog.
A little while later, everyone geared up with their weapons and battle clothes. Your group got back into the Winnebago, everyone quiet as the realness of what was to come started to set it. Steve was driving while Nancy sat next to him in the passenger seat. Erica, Lucas and Max sat in the kitchen/dining area. Dustin, Robin, you and Eddie sat in the very back. 
You were sitting between Eddie and Dustin, your arm around Eddie’s, your head resting on his shoulder as he had his hand resting on the inside of your thigh. You couldn’t help but play with the ring on his finger, it bringing the both of you some form of comfort.
Looking at Eddie, you weren’t surprised to see him already looking at you, tightening his hold on you just the slightest. You looked at Dustin, seeing the worry on his face. You knew he had the same concerns that you did, but he never voiced them. Grabbing his hand, you held on tight as he looked out of the window, the hold he was giving your hand was the same you had on his.
Steve eventually pulled up to the Creel house, letting Max, Lucas and Erica off before he drove you to a secluded area near the trailer park, Forest Hills, where you all ran through the phases one more time that Nancy had set in place.
Phase One: Meet Erica at the playground, where she’ll signal Max and Lucas.
Phase Two: Max baits Vecna.
Phase Three: you, Eddie and Dustin distract the bats. 
Phase Four: Flambe.
Once you were all sure of the plan and that no one was going to deter away from it, the six of you hopped off of the Winnebago to head to Eddie’s trailer, where Chrissy’s gate was. When you all reached the trailer, Steve went in first, everyone else following suit. 
When you walked in, you watched as Steve the makeshift rope that Dustin had made to bring you back from the Upside Down, flipping before landing on his feet.
“Ooooh, what does he want us to do, applaud?” Robin mocked.
You chuckled as you watched him place a mattress on the other side of the gate for safe landing. Nancy went next after dropping her backpack. As carefully as you and Dustin could, you both tossed their gear up into the gate, the backpack and gun landing on the mattress on the other side.
Eddie went next, smiling up at you, telling you to come on with the motion of his hand. With Robin and Dustin’s help, you climbed the rope before falling onto the mattress with your eyes closed, only to see Eddie right above you when you opened them. “Now this looks familiar.”
Chuckling, you playfully shoved him away, saying, “Keep it in your pants, Munson.”
He helped you up before his shield, Robin and her backpack, the spears and your brother came crashing down, Steve and Eddie grabbing his shirt and hoisting him up.
When you all exited the trailer, Steve turned around and said, “Hey, you two, listen.”
“Uhm, three,” you corrected, pushing your way between your brother and boyfriend.
“No, two. You’re coming with us.”
Crossing your arms, you said, “Like hell, I am.” He sighed your nickname before you interrupted him. “No, Steven. You don’t get to make that choice. Not this time. I need to stay with them.”
“Because of-” Steve started, only for you to interrupt him again by saying, “Because of them.” You walked towards Steve, placing your hands on his shoulders. “Look, I know my parents tried with us, and I know it’s what you wanted, too, but I can’t help the fact that I fell in love with Eddie. He’s never experienced this shit before. I need to be here to protect him. And Dustin.”
Sighing, he nodded. “Alright.” Steve looked back at Dustin and Eddie, but directed his next words at the three of you. “If things here start to go South, like, at all-” He looked at you as he said, “-abort. Okay?” Looking back at Dustin and Eddie, he added, “Draw the attention of the bats, keep them busy for a minute or two while we take care of Vecna.”
“Steve,” you whispered, tears lining your eyes.
“Don’t try to be cute or heroes or whatever. You three are just-”
“Decoys,” you and Dustin said.
Gaining Steve’s attention, you said, “Don’t worry, Steve. Can play the hero this time.”
“Absolutely,” Eddie said. “I mean, look at us. We are noooooooot heroes.”
Before Steve walked off with Nancy and Robin, he looked at you and his face softened. At the same time, the two of you hugged tightly. Squeezing each other the way you did as kids when his parents would fight. 
His attention was gained when Eddie called his name. You turned to look at him as he said, “Make him pay.”
When you turned back to Steve, you cupped his neck, his hands going to your triceps. “Be careful, or I swear to fuck, Steve, I will kill you myself.”
“I’ll be careful, love.” Resting his forehead against yours, he quietly added, “I promise.”
“You better,” you whispered. Pulling back to look into his eyes, you added, “I can’t live without my best friend.” 
Steve kissed your forehead before walking off with Nance and Robin right before you turned to Eddie and Dustin, walking straight for the love of your life, cupping his cheeks. 
“You’re my hero,” you said, eyes dancing between his. 
Eddie knew about your close relationship with Steve. When you two not-so-intimate like you just were, it did bother him a little, but he knew that nothing would come of it. Eddie knew you loved him, but he couldn’t help that pang of jealousy that he knew shouldn’t be there.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, princess.” He placed his lips on yours, your lips moving in sync for a moment before you both pulled away, knowing that if you kept going, your brother would be scarred for life.
Three of you got to work; cutting up chain-linked fences, gathering sheets of metal, posts, whatever you could get your hands on to start building a small shelter on the porch of the trailer, leaving one of the doors on the front clear for easy access. A ladder was leaning against it to the side so that you all could get up on the roof.
You looked at his trailer, backing up and taking Eddie with you, Dustin following. Once the three of you were back for enough, you looked at each boy, a smile forming on their faces. 
“Not bad,” Eddie said.
“Not bad at all,” Dustin agreed.
Eddie chuckled, tapping Dustin’s shoulder around our own before bringing you into his side, kissing the side of your head. “Now for the fun part.” He took you hand in his, all but dragging you into the trailer towards his bedroom, where he opened the door.
He stopped, almost making you run into him. “Babe, what the fu-”
“Jesus Chr-” he said. 
“Wha- oh, my god. Eddie,” you whispered, placing your hand on his shoulder. “She’s beautiful.”
“It’s like…” he said, walking towards his mirrored dresser. “...she was destined for an alternate dimension.” When he got closer, he said, “What do you say, Hendersons?” After grabbing his guitar, he turned around while asking, “Are you two ready for the most metal concert in the history of the world?”
You and Dustin looked at each other, smiling before you turned to Eddie, and said in unison, “Is that a rhetorical question?”
Putting the strap on his shoulder, Eddie looked at you again, before whispering, “Let’s do it,” and throwing the instrument over his shoulder.
For some reason, you were excited about Eddie putting on a little concert. You loved watching him play, so actually seeing him play wasn’t what was making you excited. It was the fact that you didn’t know what he was going to play.
It was decided after the three of you climbed onto the trailer's roof that this little concert would be dedicated to Chrissy Cunningham, the cheerleader that had, unfortunately, been Vecna’s first victim.
Eddie had told you that Chrissy came to him for some weed to help with the “voices” in her head; a voice that turned out to be Vecna trying to lure her into his trap… which ultimately worked, unfortunately. 
You’d met Chrissy because of you being on the dance team, having done football games and basketball games together. You considered her a friend before you and Steve graduated. Upon hearing about her death, you were obviously heartbroken. So, when Eddie asked if he could dedicate the concert to her, you quickly agreed to it, loving him even more than you already did.
Everyone thought that Eddie was this mean and scary freak, but the truth of the matter is, he was just a metalhead, fantasy game playing teddy bear with a heart of gold. Right after you plugged the cord into his guitar, you gave him a kiss, telling him to knock ‘em dead before standing next to your brother.
Robin’s voice came through the walkie-talkie saying, “She’s in. Move on to Phase Three.”
Dustin replied, saying, “Copy that. Initiating Phase Three,” before grabbing the cords, saying, “Let’s hope they hear this,” right before he plugged the amp into the extension cord.
Turning the amp all the way up, you looked at Eddie, who locked eyes with you as you blew him a kiss. “Chrissy,” he said, reaching for his guitar pick necklace, ripping the pick off. “This is for you.” Strumming the first chord of the song, he yelled out and you instantly knew the song he was playing; Master of Puppets by Metallica. 
You stood behind Dustin as Eddie played the first few notes of the song, placing your hands on his shoulders and headbanging along with your brother. Watching as Eddie had his concentration face on, you tried not to let your mind go there.
It was the same face he sported when you two fucked and he was trying to reach climax with you.
You did a couple little jumps, using Dustin to brace yourself when Eddie shook his head, something you loved seeing him do while he played. You looked forward to Tuesday nights because that meant you got to watch Eddie in his element, doing what he loves.
He walked closer to you and Dustin, bending the slightest bit as the three of you headbanged together to the beat of the song. When he got to the chorus, he propped his foot up on the smaller amp that was sitting near him, much like he did with crate hours earlier.
Dustin’s hand tapping your own had you looking down, seeing the binoculars in his hand. Taking them from him, you turned to face the woods, bringing them up to your eyes, not seeing the demobats yet. You turned back to Dustin, giving them back as Eddie tilted his head back, playing two notes for the word Master, two times, headbanging with Dustin.
When Eddie started playing the bridge of the song right before the guitar solo, yours and Dustin’s attention was brought to the shrieking of the demobats, your brother standing to look through the binoculars.
“Dusty!” you said, loud enough for him to hear.
“Thirty seconds!” he responded.
Turning to look at Eddie, you said, “Babe!” He looked at you, while playing your favorite part of the song. “Gotta lock down in thirty seconds!”
He curtly nodded at you, your attention caught in between his and Dustin’s.
“Twenty!” Dustin said.
“Babe, you got twenty seconds! Do the solo near the end!”
Wasting no time, Eddie got right into it as your anxiety started to show as you placed your hand on Dustin’s shoulder, who said ten not a moment later.
“Baby, ten!” Your eyes never left the bats as you and Dustin said, “Five!”
“One!”
You ran over towards Eddie as the notes started to fade out as he ended the song. 
“Babe, go!” Eddie yelled, gently pulling you to jump from the top of the trailer to the top of the truck below and into the bed. “Move! Move! Move!” he yelled at Dustin, the both of them following your lead as you jumped from the bed, turning around for a second.
“Y/N/N, get your ass in the house!” Dustin shouted as he ran past you.
Eddie grabbed your arms and turned you around to run around the side of the trailer, both of you stumbling into the makeshift shelter.
“Baby, shut it!” you shouted, Eddie doing exactly that; shutting the chain link door, putting a two by four on it at a diagonal to essentially lock it. Grabbing at his arm, you pulled him behind you as the bats slammed into the walls and door. “Baby, come on!”
When the two of you backed into the trailer, you stood in between him and your brother, taking deep breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. You and Eddie looked at each other at the same time before he took the steps he needed to get closer to you, your lips locking in heated exchange. You just chalked it up to the adrenaline. 
“Dude!” Dustin said, causing the two of you to break apart. “Most. Metal. Ever!”
The three of you jumped and cheered in excitement, Eddie picking you up and spinning you around, like he did every Tuesday night after his show when you’d meet him at the back of the bar.
When he set you down, he kissed you again, holding it for a moment before moving his lips against yours. 
“I hate-” Kiss. “-to break-” Kiss. “- this up-” Kiss. You lightly pushed him away, looking into his eyes. “Dungeon Master, I love you, but we are currently being swarmed by the very same bats that almost ate Steve.”
Coming back to reality, Eddie looked at Dustin, who already had their spears in his hands. Apparently, you didn’t have anything to protect yourself with because when you tried to make your own shield and had asked the Sinclair siblings to make you one, Eddie protested and said you didn’t need anything because he had said, “They’ll have to go through me to get to you.”
So, you were standing in the middle of two of them, their backs to you as they circled you, the bats continuing their swarming and shrieking. Every time they slammed back against the outside of the trailer, you jumped a little, which if we’re being honest, you were jumping a lot.
When the noises finally started to calm down, your brother thought that that was a good time to yell out, “Hey, dipshiiiiiiiiiiiits! Give up that easy, huh?!”
Covering his mouth, you shushed him. “I don’t plan on becoming demobat chow, Dusty, now shut the fuck up.”
Clattering above you gained all of your attention, your eyes being casted up towards the ceiling.
“They’re on the roof,” Eddie said.
“Baby, I love you, but now’s not the time to be a sarcastic shithead,” you whispered.
With all three of your attention on the roof, you followed the sounds of their walking, the phrase, “Shit, shit, shit,” spilling from yours and Dustin’s mouths with the occasional, “Fucking hell,” being spilled from yours.
Spotting where they were going, you spotted the vent in the kitchen. “Eddie,” you said, his response being an acknowledging hum. “I don’t think we covered the vent.”
“They can’t get in through there, can they?” Dustin asked.
Without missing a freaking beat, one of the bats broke the vent, sending the metal down to the ground, a gasp coming from Dustin, a scream coming from you, and silence coming from Eddie before they yelled out a battle cry and began stabbing the creature through the vent.
You had taken a couple of steps back when Eddie went around you, keeping your eyes on the creature they were stabbing, your breathing coming out in pants, your anxiety reaching max levels.
Eddie turned to face you, saying, “Babe, get out of the way!” to which you obliged, watching as he grabbed one of the chairs from the small table you were standing beside. “Get out of the way! Get out of the way!” he said, making his way towards Dustin. 
He stood on the chair with his nail shield, putting it in the ceiling to block the creatures from going inside, letting go after a second. “Holy shit. Holy shit.”
“Nice,” Dustin said.
“Thanks.”
They gave each other high fives, their attention being put on you when you exclaimed, “Hello?! Damsel in distress over here!”
“Sorry, babe,” Eddie said, jumping down from the chair and walking towards you. He wrapped you in a hug, the lingering scent of his cologne from two days prior calming you just the smallest bit.
“Are there any other vents?” Dustin asked, breaking your moment.
“Oh, shit,” Eddie breathed. He turned away, telling you to stay put as he grabbed his spear and went into his bedroom, Dustin following behind. You weren’t one to listen, so you followed, screaming when the creatures popped from the corner of Eddie’s room from the floor vent.
Turning toward you, Dustin pushed you back as Eddie backed out of his room, closing the door. The creatures started to claw their way through the door, Eddie and Dustin holding their spears, Eddie’s more so in protection before he grabbed Dustin’s shield.
“That’s not gonna hold!” you and Dustin screamed.
“Let’s go!” Eddie screamed. “Let’s go!”
Dustin started to climb up the sheets first, making it halfway up before you started climbing up, watching Eddie every so often. 
When you felt the sheets tug beneath you, you looked down, sighing in small relief when you watched Eddie start his climb. Your head made it through the Hawkins gate when you felt the sheets below you go slack.
You tried your best to look down, seeing Eddie reach for his protection, his name falling from your lips on a shout, trying your best to gain his attention. When you did gain it, he looked conflicted as he said, “I love you. So fucking much,” before cutting the sheets, sending you down into Hawkins with Dustin.
You screamed as you fell through, your front hitting the mattress as Eddie moved on the other side. When you stood up, you watched him shove the mattress away. “Babe! What the fuck are you doing?” you yelled, looking up at him. 
He looked up at you before saying, “I’m buying more time,” before walking away.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” you screamed, your throat feeling raw at the exertion. Looking at your brother, you said, hoarsely, “Dustin Wade, get me something to stand or climb up on.”
“Why?” he asked.
Looking back up into Upside Down Hawkins, you said, “Because I can’t let him die.”
“Move the mattress.”
As you moved it, he grabbed a chair from the table, setting it under the gate. After you climbed on it, you looked at your brother, cupping the side of his head as you said, “I love you, Dusty. Don’t… follow me,” before jumping up as hard as you could, grabbing onto the side of the gate before pulling yourself up.
You flipped yourself, dangling for a moment before dropping to your feet in a, what Dustin would call, heroic squat. When you heard Eddie’s voice, your feet started moving before you could even think about what to do.
Once you were outside, you heard him yell, “Come get me, you sons of bitches!” before you started moving once more towards him. You looked around for discarded bikes, but couldn’t see any, so you just… ran.
You can as fast your feet could carry you. Watching as a demobat knocked him off the bike, you ran even faster, which you didn’t think was possible. “EDDIE!” you yelled, seeing him roll on the ground before standing.
He looked at you for a slight moment before he started running again, a pained expression on his face at seeing you before he just… stopped running. 
Squeals and screams came from you as the bats started making their way towards you as you continued your running. A hand grabbing you and turning you around had you screaming in surprise. At first, you thought it was Steve coming to your rescue… again, but once you felt that warm feeling go through your body, you knew it was Eddie.
He held his shield up, blocking the two of you from the demobats as they flew themselves at the two of you, Eddie yelling while they did so before they started flying around the two of you in circles.
“Eddie, what do we do?” you asked, fear lacing your voice. “What do we do?!”
“I fight,” he said. 
“Edd-”
“I’ll protect you, and you’ll walk out of here, unharmed.”
“So the fuck will you!” you exclaimed, gaining his attention. “We’re gonna make it out. We’re, Eddie. We are. Plural. Me and you. Together.” From the corner of your eye, you saw a bat make its way out of the circle to make its way towards you, a scream tearing from your throat before Eddie slashed at it with his spear.
You could very faintly hear Dustin calling your name, but you didn’t care enough to risk your life anymore than you already were to run to your brother.
Eddie fought them as they came, standing in front of you the whole time, yelling out “Come on!” at one point. Turning his head a little towards you, he asked, “How you doing, babe?”
“All things considered?!” you shouted.
A few moments later, a bat wrapped its tail around Eddie’s throat and you jumped into action, grabbing the creature to unwrap it. Grabbing the spear, you carefully slashed at it, cutting it from the hold it had.
You did this for every creature that came at Eddie. Knowing they wanted to make him chow, you weren’t about to let that happen. He used his shield to knock them away. Turning your back for a second, you felt a pain go through your leg, a pained scream tearing from your lips as you went down to the ground, stabbing at the bat that had bitten your leg.
Feeling another pain go through you, again you screamed, not sure where the pain was coming from as you heard Eddie’s pained cries mix with your own. Taking the spear, you slashed and stabbed at the creatures, your blood making your clothes stick your body from where the bats were trying to chow down on you.
“Get the hell off my boyfriend!” you screamed, standing on your good leg to scream and stab all the bats that were making their way to his torso, just like they did with Steve. Before you could even process what was happening, the bats just started falling from where they were circling the two of you.
Dropping the spear, you looked around, breathing heavily before a weak voice called your name. Looking down at Eddie, you gasped and sat beside him, seeing all the blood on him. “Oh, my god. No, no, no, no, no, no.” You hadn’t realized you started crying until you looked up, seeing Dustin. “Dusty!!” you screamed, noticing the limp he had. 
Looking back down at Eddie, you grabbed his body and pulled him against you. “Bad, huh, babe?”
“Shut the fuck up, you’re gonna be fine,” you said, through your tears. Looking up at Dustin, you said, “Give me your jacket.” When he didn’t give it to you, you sighed and exclaimed, “I need to stop the bleeding! Gimme your jacket!”
Once he took his gear off and handed you his jacket, you applied pressure to the wounds on Eddie’s abdomen, a pained cry leaving his lips. “I’m so sorry,” you whispered, kissing his forehead through his bandana. “I’ll patch you up when we can get you back to the trailer.”
“P-patch?” he asked, grunting.
“I’ve had to stitch up Steve one or twice, it’s no big deal.” You went to move, but Eddie’s voice stopped you when he said, “Babe, I need a second, okay?”
Letting out a soft sob, you leaned your forehead against his, letting the tears start their descent. Through gritted teeth, Eddie asked, “I didn’t run away this time, right?”
You let out a louder sob, shaking your head, “No. No, you didn’t. My fucking hero.”
“Dustin,” he said, gaining your brother's attention. “You’re gonna have to look after those little sheep for me, okay?”
“You’re not fucking dying!” you yelled, sobbing. “Dustin, tell him he’s not dying.”
“You’re gonna do that yourself,” Dustin sobbed.
“Nah, Hendersons,” Eddie said. Nothing else needed to be said as he looked you dead in your eyes, smiling. “I’m actually gonna graduate.”
Nodding your head fast, you sobbed out, “Yeah. And I’m gonna be there with Hellfire and your Uncle Wayne, cheering you on.
“I think it’s my year, Hendersons.” Seeing the tears welling up in his eyes only made you cry harder. “I think it’s f-f-finally my year.”
“He’s losing too much blood,” you said, pressing harder on his wounds, another pained cry leaving him. “Dustin, help me carry him back to the trailer.” Looking at Eddie as Dustin moved to his feet, you said, “We’re gonna carry you now, baby. It’s gonna hurt like hell. Are you ready?”
He nodded, closing his eyes and trying his best to take a deep breath. 
“Okay, Dusty, ready?” You locked eyes with your brother. “One, two, three.” You both stood up as best you could with one of Dustin’s legs being broken, and with your own injuries.
“What about you?” Dustin asked, looking down at your leg as you walked backwards, also limping.
“I’ll be fine. I’m more worried about Eddie right now.”
With an understanding nod, you both grunted as you made your way back to the trailer. “Baby, keep talking. Please keep talking. I need to hear that amazing voice of yours.”
“I play the solo good?” he asked, struggling to take another breath.
“So fucking good, baby. I jumped against Dustin’s shoulders,” you said, breathing out a chuckle.
Eddie’s chuckle was weak, and he was starting to get heavier in your arms, a bad sign you had come to know.
“No, no, no. Keep talking. Stay awake. Just stay awake! Eddie, stay awake!”
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“Hold still… You gotta hold still… I’m gonna poke your fucking eye out if you don’t stop.”
A groan slipped past his lips as you messed with his hair, a pair of scissors and a comb in your hand. His hair had grown out a little since coming back from the Upside Down, depression hitting him like a bus.
Dustin walked into your room, letting out a small yelp at seeing you straddling a body. “Oh, my god! My eyes.”
You slowly turned your head over your shoulder, looking at your brother the best you could with slightly narrowed eyes. “Can you not? I’m trying to trim his bangs.”
The boy you were currently sitting on sighed, tossing his head back onto your wall. “They’re not that bad.”
“Not that bad?” you said, turning to face the boy in question. “Eddie, I haven’t trimmed them since after Christmas break.”
“And they’re fine.”
Giving a deadpan expression, you slumped your shoulders a little, saying, “You can’t even see. You’re doing that shaking thing with your head so that you can see, babe.”
Eddie’s eyes danced around as he thought about what you were saying before doing exactly what you had he did, before saying, “I do not.”
“Just you did!” you exclaimed, a smile on your face. Before you could lean in and kiss him, Dustin said, “Uhh, before something happens between the two of you, I should probably tell you that Mom is asking for suggestions for dinner.”
“Whatever she wants to make,” you and Eddie said. You two weren’t picky when it came to your mom’s cooking. 
“Anything is better than Spaghetti O’s,” Eddie deadpanned.
You looked at him and started laughing, covering your mouth as you did. 
Reaching towards you, Eddie grabbed the scissors from your hand as he said, “Okay, let me take these out of your hand so that you don’t get more stitches.”
The first couple of weeks after you all came back from the Upside Down were rough; nightmares every night, waking up in a cold sweat, you constantly checking on Eddie’s breathing despite your head resting on his chest. Dustin had slept in your room for the first week back, calming you when Eddie didn’t wake from his own nightmares. 
Your nightmares consisted of Eddie or Dustin dying, being under Vecna’s trances, or you being eaten alive by demobats. Eddie’s mostly consisted of you and Dustin dying or himself being eaten by demobats.
Once the nightmares had stopped, however, you two still checked on each other nightly. Making sure the other was breathing, checking your wounds to see the healing process, the whole nine. You called Steve, Robin and Nancy every single day to make sure they were doing good, their nightmares being completely different from yours and Eddie’s. 
The last time you had called Steve was to ask about his own wounds he had, him telling you that they were fine and healing quite nicely. You two had plans to hang out, but ultimately canceled when Eddie woke from a nap, breathing heavily. You wanted to stay with your boyfriend to make sure he was fine.
“Well…,” Dustin said, bringing you out of your thoughts. “I-I think you guys should come see.”
Sighing, you dropped your head, your chin meeting your chest. “Okay.” As you were lifting yourself off of Eddie’s lap, he placed his hands on your thighs, keeping you in place. You looked at him with a raised brow.
Tapping his lips, he said, “Kiss first.”
Chuckling, you shook your head, and leaned forward, saying, “You’re so stupid,” before placing your lips on his, careful not to press down on his wounds.
“You love me, though,” he said against your lips, a smile on his face.
“That I do,” you smiled. “That I do.” Before getting off his lap, you pecked his lips, your feet meeting the floor before you helped him from your bed.
You guys made your way to the living room, stopping your tracks at seeing all your friends standing around. Covering your mouth, you laughed at seeing Gareth and Jeff holding up a get well sign.
You looked up at Eddie, happy your life was heading in the right direction with the man of your dreams… monster fighting and all.
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Additional Notes: i'm trying to add the character masterlists onto all my one-shots from here on out! let me know if it makes it easier for y'all to back and choose!
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sharenalovemail · 2 months
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It's been a while, but it's finally here! #SharenaWeek will be real (or i'll die trying)
After some back and forth, we settled on June for this event - giving us nearly two months to work with as of posting this!
If you have any questions about anything in this post feel free to send an ask here or to @sharenaweek ! (For example if you need a prompt explained, or if I missed something)
#SharenaWeek / #SharenaWeek2024 will be held from June 9th 2024 to June 15th of the same year
RULES
Make sure to use the #SharenaWeek and/or ⁠⁠#SharenaWeek2024 tags when you post your work.
You can also @ either this blog (@sharenalovemail) or the one made especially for this event (@sharenaweek) or even both if you wish so. Tagged posts will be shared on both blogs, but the one dedicated to the event will work best as an archive!
While the main event will be during the week of June 9th to June 15th 2024, you can take as long as you need and post late if needed. Just make sure to follow the above two rules so we can find them and share them then!
You don't have to post for every day if you can't — remember that this event is first and foremost to have fun.
Anyone can participate! Any and all posts are welcomed: fanfiction, drawing, painting, sprite editing, poetry, headcanon/analysis posts, AMVs — literally anything, as long as you made it (or commissioned it, if that's the case) counts!
Prompts can be interpreted in any way you want.
Have fun, and remember to tag your works accordingly, especially if they feature NSFW content (gore, nudity, etc) or heavy topics (remember to not censor your tags, otherwise people who don't want to see that content won't be able to avoid it!).
PROMPTS
(6/09) Day 1: Past and Future
(Childhood memories, time post wars - anything before and after FE:H)
(6/10) Day 2: Resplendent
(Design a new Alt for her - be it an existing banner or a new theme!)
(6/11) Day 3: Celebration
(Outfits, Scenes, Dialogue - anything you love most about her!)
(6/12) Day 4: Forging Bonds
(Relationships - familial, platonic, romantic, any kind!)
(6/13) Day 5: Change of Fate
(AUs, her situation with Peony, crossovers - you name it!)
(6/14) Day 6: Meet The Heroes
(Sharena's goal is to befriend all of the Heroes - help her do it!)
(6/15) Day 7: Free Day
(Anything goes - including repeats of above prompts!)
EXTRA PROMPTS
You can use as many or as little of these as you want, either to replace the main 7 prompts or to add to them!
One Word Prompts:
Nature
Fairies
Family
Summer
Birthday
Surprise
Picnic
Flowers
Yearning
Hugs/Cuddles
Outfit Prompts:
Brave Alt
Attuned Alt
Modern
Fancy
Frilly
Winter
Beach
Cosplay/Costume
Party
Sleepwear
Alternate Universes:
Modern Setting
High School/College/University
Character Swap
Cyberpunk
Book/Realm Swap
Animals
Actors
Reincarnation
Daemons
Dungeons & Dragons
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mizgnomer · 7 months
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Behind the Scenes of Day of the Doctor (Part 15)
Excerpt from the BBC Media Centre interview with Joanna Page
What’s it like being part of the 50th, one of the biggest years on the show?
It’s amazing being part of the 50th anniversary. I just remember getting an email asking if I’d play Queen Elizabeth I, which in itself I couldn’t believe because she’s so iconic, even in the history of Doctor Who. I’ve always wanted to be in Doctor Who and now to be in it and playing Queen Elizabeth I is absolutely fantastic, so exciting.
What was it like working Matt, David, Billie and Jenna?
It was quite scary working with Matt, David, Billie and Jenna because they’re iconic and they’re these major characters that I’ve watched and are part of Doctor Who history. It’s really funny acting with them because you look at them and they’re almost like cartoon characters because you see them so much and you’ve watched them and you believe them. It’s just been fascinating and working with the two Doctors is brilliant because it’s the same character, but seeing how the two boys just play them completely differently and how they work off each other, it’s really funny. After reading the script and then hearing it all in the read-through, it just all came to life and I thought, ‘Wow this is going to be fantastic’.
There’s a little bit of romance between Queen Elizabeth and the Tenth Doctor. What was is it like filming those scenes?
Filming the romantic scenes were quite difficult because my first day was on top of a mountain in Neath. It was absolutely freezing, it was blowing a gale and David, the Tenth Doctor and I, are having a picnic. So I’m lying across him and he probably couldn’t breathe, because I’ve just got this massive costume on, and he’s feeding me grapes as I’m just desperately shivering. You’ve got to try and play it romantic and relaxed, when actually you’re freezing cold. I think our lips were turning blue and I stopped feeling my hands. The next day, because it had been so cold with the wind my hands were bright red and all blistered because they were so chapped. So everyone is probably jealous, thinking she gets to kiss the Tenth Doctor and it’s all romantic, but it’s not; my lips were numb and my hands were chapped.
Link to [part one] of The Day of the Doctor behind-the-scenes posts, or click the #whoBtsDotd tag, or the full episode list [ here ]
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scummy-writes · 1 month
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⋅ ── ✩ Glimpses of Teal and Auburn - Picnic
Words: 602
Characters: Arthur/Mc/Isaac
Summary: In which Isaac joins them for a picnic. Overthinking as usual...
Hey!! This is a series! This is the third part of it, for more info and the other bits, please view this post.
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“A picnic?” Isaac spoke to himself, scanning the letter she had left on his desk once more. 
Arthur and her apparently had previous plans to go on a small outing, but something inane must have caused them to invite him. Wouldn’t he just be an awkward accessory?
The letter was set back as he glanced out the window, recalling how pleasant the sun felt on his skin the brief moment he managed to step outside today.
Well… He could always bring a book along, couldn’t he?
Isaac was greeted by the smiling couple once he met them in the garden. He nervously tapped his boot against the ground, clearing his throat. But before he had a chance to speak, she was settling beside him, holding up a book of her own.
“Looks like we had the same idea, Isaac. Isn’t the weather perfect for reading today?”
“Erm, y-yes, it is…”
“Figured this would be a good chance to chat about some things,” Arthur smiled as he spoke, and to anyone else it would seem like a normal statement. But Isaac’s cheeks flushed, knowing they were wanting to talk about the…. Tryst, he had been invited to.
“R-right…” Every movement of his felt stiff- since when had he gotten more nervous between these two? But they didn’t let him suffer in such a way for long. 
Instead, Arthur accepted his awkward agreement while giving her a wink, and… they were off, walking past the grounds of the mansion, further into privacy.
He shouldn't feel his heart flutter like so. She held onto his hand tightly as they walked up the nearby hill, basket in his other hand as he carefully guided her. Before them was Arthur, blanket in tow as he led the way to an 'old picnic spot' he used to roam off to on days plagued with writer's block.
As Arthur babbled about the secluded spot, swearing it was the reason he was finally able to publish this or that story, Isaac glanced over at her, catching her stifling a giggle.
Was this what being in a relationship was like? Accepting your partner's subtle oddities while sharing some of your own?
How wonderful it must be to be so readily accepted in such a way…
"Here we are!"
Still ramped up by his own excitement, Arthur whipped out the blanket in a flourish- acting dramatic in order to incite more teasing tsks from her. It seemed as though Isaac’s brows furrowing made Arthur’s smile brighter, bringing out laughter from the man.
Isaac… Couldn’t really fathom why his expression caused that, but he still watched as Arthur took her hand with the same energy as before, pressing a kiss against her knuckles before the couple settled onto the blanket. Isaac was surprised when Arthur reached for his hand after, playfully tugging him down to join them.
“We packed all of your favorites, Newt!” 
“Which means I made sure Arthur didn’t pack any apples…”
For a moment, Isaac leaned back on his hands as they unpacked the basket and chatted between each other, closing his eyes and letting the cooling wind freely muss his hair without complaint. That, paired with the warmth of her hand over his, and being shoulder to shoulder with Arthur, felt the closest he could get to pure joy. How odd, that it was these two settling his heart in such a way.
Perhaps spending one heated night with them, regardless of his experience, wouldn’t be as shameful as he pictured it to be. Not if they accepted him just a fraction as readily as they accepted each other.
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This one is pretty short. Admittedly, I realized that it's been a Very long time since I updated this, and so I looked for another SFW scene and tried to put some sort of order to them, and decided that this one would be a nice third installment.
Eventually....eventually...this does delve into smut... however those drafts are. hm. they don't seem to follow a set timeframe, and it is difficult figuring out who does what with Isaac first, second, last... They are usually short as well, with Isaac a bit overwhelmed but enjoying himself.
i assumed it made a bit more sense to put out the fluffy stuff before they bang, and then slip in the small bits of them banging. Since it's all over the place, I may combine some of the things Mc does with isaac into a post where Isaac is reflecting on the many things they've done together, before Arthur starts taking his turn.
Don't know! Sorry, I'm not used to sharing fanfics that never got completed in the end. It is a little hard to muster past the anxiety to show how clusterfucked some of it is.
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darkstar225 · 8 months
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Twice's 10th member gets caught by her unnies mothering Le Sserafim's Eunchae
A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend smit24123, who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)
The request: Lol at this point I am I have one where the members see 10th member acting like a mom (what they act like with her) to a 4th gen group (any of your choice) and how they react
PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3
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The day dawned bright and sunny in Seoul, and the members of TWICE were relishing their well-deserved day off. Y/N, the youngest among them, had made plans to spend the day with her good friend Eunchae from Le Sserafim. They had met at a music show and quickly formed a close bond.
As the 10th member and Eunchae strolled through a nearby park, laughter echoed between them. TWICE's snowflake couldn't help but keep an attentive eye on Eunchae, making sure she didn't trip over a rock or slip on the grass. She held Eunchae's hand as they walked, their fingers intertwined, talking animatedly about their experiences in the K-pop industry.
Inside a nearby café, the members of TWICE observed the scene outside through large windows.
Mina - Look at our honey, Jihyo unnie. She's like a little mom to Eunchae.
Jihyo - She really is. Our kid has such a big heart.
The other members nodded in agreement, watching their maknae and Eunchae with a sense of pride and affection. Y/N had always been the youngest, but today, she was showing a different side, a nurturing, protective side that made them admire her even more.
As they continued to watch, TWICE's little star made sure Eunchae was comfortable and well-fed during their picnic. She had prepared a lunchbox full of Eunchae's favourite snacks and made sure Eunchae ate properly.
Nayeon - You know, our child's taking care of Eunchae like she's her little sister. It's adorable.
Sana - My baby is doing a great job. Maybe she'll be the first one among us to have kids!
The others laughed at Sana's playful comment, and Tzuyu, who was the second youngest after Y/N, couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy.
Tzuyu - I wish Y/N would look after me like that. *pouts*
Jeongyeon - Don't worry, Tzuyu. Our dongsang cares about all of us. But it's sweet to see how much she cares for Eunchae.
Outside, Y/N and Eunchae had moved to a small playground within the park. Eunchae's eyes shone with delight as she saw the swings and slides. Y/N couldn't resist joining in on the fun. She pushed Eunchae on the swings, their laughter filling the air, and they raced down the slides together.
Inside the café, the TWICE members couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as they watched their sunflower. She had a special connection with Eunchae, and it was heartwarming to see how protective she was.
Jihyo - Y/N really is like a big sister to Eunchae, isn't she?
Dahyun - She's such a caring person. It's no wonder Eunchae feels so comfortable around her.
The members continued to watch as their girl and Eunchae played on the playground equipment, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment. Y/N made sure Eunchae stayed safe and had a great time.
As the day wore on, the younger girls returned to the café, their faces flushed from playing and laughing. They walked in and joined the rest of TWICE, greeted with warm smiles and admiring gazes.
Nayeon - Love, you were like a big sister to Eunchae out there. It was so sweet to watch.
TWICE's youngest blushed, her cheeks turning a shade of pink.
Eunchae - Y/N unnie took such good care of me today. I'm really lucky to have her as a friend!
Sana couldn't resist teasing again.
Sana - Darling, are you secretly training to be a mom?
Y/N - No, not at all. But I do care about Eunchae a lot, and I want her to have a good time. *laughing*
Tzuyu - Yeah, our Y/N is amazing. *nodding in agreement*
As they all enjoyed a meal together, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the bond she shared with her fellow TWICE unnies. They were like a family to her, and she knew that they would always support and love her, whether she was taking on the role of a protective friend or the youngest member of the group. And as she ate lost in her thoughts, her older sisters all looked at her and had the same thing in mind:
We love our dear maknae sm.
A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3
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shuchu · 2 years
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˚+*:ꔫ:*﹤first dates with luxiem & shoto ﹥*:ꔫ:*+゚
characters: vox akuma ; mysta rias ; luca kaneshiro ; ike eveland ; shu yamino ; shoto
take note: gn!reader ; this is a follow-up to my confession post ♡ ; assume that all the boys except vox, flew to see the reader — to make writing the headcanons easier; but also because the boys miss them and want to spend time with them in person 
author notes: when writing this, i flip flopped from making it headcanons to one-shots then back to headcanons (≧▽≦) i think i feel more comfortable writing headcanons because how da heck does one write transition scenes (・_・ヾ. anyways, as usual, feel free to leave some feedback and/or send in requests! though the requests will only be done after the 100 followers event has concluded. decorative dividers credit to: @/mykaesu on twt  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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vox
you’d wake up, seeing your demon boyfriend sleeping peacefully in front of you with an arm draped around your waist
you’d admire the soft, gentle, peaceful sight in front of you before reaching out to rub his cheek gently with your thumb
the sly bastard was already awake so he’d open his eyes slowly and give you a lazy, cheeky smile
“good morning my love, admiring your incredibly handsome boyfriend?”
“you’re already so insufferable this early in the morning, my god…”
vox chuckles at that and pulls you closer, “you love me though…”
after lazing in bed for a while more, he’d ask, “so my love, what do you say about a date today hmm? i haven’t had the pleasure of a first date with you yet.” while gliding his hand up and down your back leisurely
you’d agree and slip out of bed to get ready. vox stretches and yawns before doing the same
when he sees you step out of the bedroom, after you’re done preparing — his eyes widen and his jaw drops. you look absolutely stunning; he walks over to you, sliding his hands down your arms to hold both your hands in his, bringing them up to his lips to give them both each a kiss
vox grabs the picnic basket, you both leave the house and start walking to the park nearby for a little picnic
vox would set up the picnic with all the food that he had prepared neatly spread out before getting you to sit down beside him
when you sit down, his arm naturally finds it way to around your shoulders, holding you close to him
vox had prepared a salad, sandwiches and some chocolate covered strawberries
when you quite literally moan in delight from how good the sandwiches taste, vox quirks an eyebrow at you and smirks
you’d swat at him telling him to keep his mind out of the gutter and he’ll just chuckle at that
after the both of you had finished eating, vox would tell you that he has one more place to bring you to before you both head home
he’d help you up from the picnic mat, pack everything neatly into the picnic basket, slot his hand with yours then lead you back to the car
he’d drive to your next destination — that being, the aquarium
watching your eyes widen in awe at all the marine animals gracefully swimming around you, vox’s heart melts. he pulls out his phone and takes a photo of you secretly
when you catch him he’s already slotting his phone back into his pocket, you’d ask him, “vox…did you just take a photo of me?”
“yeah i did, you looked so cute, i just had to.” he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek
you were so amazed at everything you saw, pointing and asking vox to look at things — vox found it absolutely adorable, he just wanted to pinch your cheeks and smother you with kisses but he’s saving that for later (wink wonk)
you both would end off the day with vox’s homecooked dinner, cuddles on the couch in front of the tv, watching a movie
mysta
mysta had told you last night that he was taking you on a date so you woke up bright and early to get ready — and cook some breakfast for the both of you
you were so focused on cooking that you didn’t realise mysta sneaking behind you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your shoulder, still half asleep
you giggle, “good morning baby, did you sleep well?”
“i did, for the first time in a long time because i had you beside me.” mysta baby uweee
“aww i’m glad you did babe. go wash up, breakfast will be done soon okay?”
he grumbles a reply before trudging to the bathroom, making you giggle at how cute he is
you still have no idea where you’re going for your first date with mysta, he insisted on keeping it a secret no matter how much you tickled him to try and get it out of him
you plate the food and place it on the table, just as mysta walks out from the bathroom. he sits besides you and turns to give you a peck on the cheek
“thank you for breakfast baby.” “hehe you’re welcome babe.”
after you both are prepared and ready to leave, mysta gives you the location and you start driving
as you get closer, you see the ferris wheel and many other carnivals coming into view. you get excited, now knowing that you guys will be spending your day at the carnival
you pull mysta to different rides the whole day, going on a pendulum ride, a drop tower ride and a thrill ride just to name a few
to take a break, mysta decides to try and win you a fox plushy from the dart throwing booth
“arghhhh almost!!! nah nah nah, i got it this time y/n.”
you’d give mysta kisses on the cheek to help (≧▽≦)
mysta would go, “i’m charged up now, i’m gonna win this damn fox for you y/n, watch me.”
after spending a decent amount of money on it, he finally wins it for you and you reward him by giving him a kiss on the lips
next up, you both go to the bumper cars and go on it multiple times
by the time you both are actually done with the bumper cars, your cheeks would be hurting from all the smiling and your stomachs would be hurting from all the laughing
at end off the day, you both go onto the ferris wheel while the fireworks are going off. 
it was mysta’s idea, he wanted you to get the best view of the carnival with the fireworks
as your little carriage approaches the peak, mysta calls out to you and signals you to sit on his lap
“y/n what i’m about to do might be a little cheesy and cliché but…”
just as your carriage reaches the peak, mysta kisses you gently and you kiss him back, hearing the fireworks still going off in the background
when you both part from the kiss, you see that mysta has a cute flush on his cheeks
he looks so cute that you lean in to peck his lips a few more times uweeee mysta is a precious baby, must proteccc (´ ω `♡)
luca
“babeeee…babe wake up…”
you open your eyes slowly to see luca with a gentle smile on his face, holding a cup of coffee
“get up babe, we have to get ready for our first date!”
“mmm…give me 5 more minutes luca…” you say sleepily and close your eyes again
luca sets down his cup of coffee before climbing on top of you and leaving soft gentle kisses all around your face
“lucaaa, that tickles!”
“yeah well, if you want me to stop, you gotta get up then.”
“okay okay, i’m up! i’m up!” you giggle
luca gives one last kiss on your lips before climbing off you, grabbing his coffee again
“i’ve made breakfast already y/n, come have some before it gets cold.”
after you’ve had breakfast and got ready, the both of you made your way to a mall
when you arrive at the mall you’re confused at what luca is planning, however when he leads you to the arcade, it clicks
you both spend almost the whole day playing at the different arcade machines
luca would challenge you to shooting hoops and you would be so close to beating him multiple times
luca just does his iconic laugh when you try and distract him while he’s shooting the basketball into the hoops
“hey y/n that’s cheating!! you can’t poke me!”
“oh yeah? watch me, luca kaneshiro.”
you both would also play dance dance revolution and you’d both be panting after you’re done with playing it
“oh gosh that was a fun workout.”
“yeah pog!! you did amazing babe.”
luca would then spot the claw machines and try to get you as many plushies as possible
as he’s browsing which other claw machines to try out, he spots one that has a lion plushie. “omg babe, that looks like augustus. i have to get him.”
after luca’s 3rd try he got the augustus looking plushie and he hands it to you saying, “this is now yours okay? take good care of augustus.”
by the end of the date, the both of you would have your arms full of plushies to bring back
once you get home, the both of you arrange the plushies neatly on an empty shelf that you have and place augustus on the bed
you both plop on the bed, exhausted from all the fun y’all had today
you turn to luca with a smile, “thank you for the fun date baby; and for winning all those plushies for me.”
luca pulls you closer to him and kisses the tip of your nose. “i’m glad it was fun babe, i had a lot of fun too.”
ike
ike is notorious for staying up way later than he should so you’d be up first, making his favourite caviar toast for breakfast — since mans literally brought a tube of it when he came to visit you (≧▽≦)
as you place the plates down on the dining table, from the corner of your eye you see ike walk out of the bathroom
“good morning darling, thank you for preparing breakfast!” ike says before giving you a peck on the cheek
“good morning ikey, i hope i made the toast the way you like it.”
ike takes his first bite and groans, “god, this is heaven sent, you made it perfectly y/n, thank you.”
as you both have breakfast, ike asks if you’d like to go on a first date with him today — of course, you agreed
ike would bring you to a karaoke bar for the first half of the date
you both would sing so many vocaloid songs together and of course some duets as well
“you have such an amazing voice sweetheart! you need to showcase your voice more with some karaokes for stream!”
after a few hours of singing and taking breaks in between, it was lunch time and both of you were famished
for lunch, ike brought you to this beautiful french café that had so many food options, you were spoiled for choice
both of you were sitting side by side, looking at the menu, deciding on what to eat
you hummed, trying your best to make a decision and when you turn to ike, you see that he’s looking at you with a smile
“w-why’re you looking at me?”
ike pulls you closer, hiding the both of you with his menu and gives you a soft gentle kiss on the lips
“you looked so cute trying to decide what to eat, i couldn’t help it.” ike explains with a slight blush dusting his cheeks
you stare at him with your mouth slightly opened for a bit before giggling and giving him a little peck on the cheek
you and ike would just chill in the café for a while — after you both are done eating — to talk a little before heading home
for the rest of the day, you and ike would just chill on the couch, watching some netflix
ike’s head would be on your lap and you were running your fingers through his soft hair i can vaguely hear vox being salty in the background (≧▽≦)
ike would do his little high-pitched cat noise as he stretches and then say, “thank you for the relaxing date today babe, i really enjoyed myself.”
you’d lean down to give him a soft peck on the lips saying that you enjoyed yourself too
shu
"hey babe, c'mere. i have a surprise for you."
you walk over to shu who was sitting on the couch and sat next to him
he asks you to close your eyes and put your hands out
you feel him place two pieces of paper onto your hands and then you were told that you could open your eyes
you open your eyes to see two tickets to a space exhibition
you look at him with so much excitement, shu thinks you look absolutely adorable
the next morning you’re leaning against the kitchen counter having your morning coffee when you see a sleepy shu walking towards you
“good morning baby!”
“mm…good morning babe…” shu mumbles sleepily and grabs his minecraft chicken mug to pour his coffee into
after taking a few sips of coffee, shu starts waking up and he presses a soft kiss to your cheek
after a quick and simple brunch, you both are prepared to head to the space exhibition
you and shu walk around the exhibition with your hands interlocked, you pointing at the different constellations and asking shu what they were
shu was more than happy to tell you what they were and which stars form the constellations
when you both get to a room with a galaxy projector and planet decorations hanging from the ceiling, you walked further into the room with your mouth agape, mesmerised by how pretty the room was
your face illuminated by the galaxy projector and shadows cast on your face from the planet decorations hanging from the sky was such an ethereal sight for shu
he took his phone out to take a sneaky photo of you and set it as his phone’s lock screen
shu thinks he’s falling even deeper in love with you
you run over to shu, telling him how pretty you find this room
“you’re even prettier though…” shu whispers
you caught what he said and you blushed, giving him a peck on the cheek
after having dinner, shu said he had one more thing he wanted to do with you before heading home
shu brings to you a park, guides you to the top of a slope of grass and lays down, motioning for you to lay down on his chest
you both just lay there, star gazing
thank goodness it was a clear sky that night, so that the both of you could see the stars in the sky
shu would point at them telling you what each of them are, “that’s capella, that one’s antares and the other one’s adhara.”
after a moment of silence, you tilt your head up slightly to look at shu, “today has been so nice, thank you for the enjoyable date babe.”
shu smiles and says, “eyy, i’m glad you enjoyed it, i had an amazing time too. plus, i got a new lockscreen from today.”
you jolt up and look at him, “what did you say??!! wait…show me!!”
“mmm nope.” he chuckles
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you both were lounging on the couch watching spy x family together, after the episode was done, shoto turns to you and asks, "hey babe, what are your thoughts on having a little sushi date later for lunch? i know you really liked it when we went out for sushi during the off collab."
you eyes brighten at the word, "sushi" and you nod, agreeing to the idea once it left shoto's lips
at the sushi restaurant, you see that shoto ordered a couple's plater for the both of you to share
"i ordered this one because whenever i’m back home, i order something like this and i always have no one to share it with so i finish it alone. but now i have you, so we can eat this together.” shoto you’re so cute please
for the whole sushi date, you and shoto would take turns feeding each other sushi, not caring if anyone was watching
“babe you got some sauce on the corner of your lips, lemme get that for you.” shoto then leans forward to lick it off your lips and when he pulls back he sees that the tips of your ears are red and he teases you about it
after the sushi date, shoto suggests bowling as the next activity
arriving at the bowling alley, you and shoto get into your competitive modes, taunting each other a little
“i’m gonna beat your ass in bowling babe.” “nah y/n, there’s no way, i play valorant, my aim’s impeccable.”
when you end up winning the first round, you smirk and asked him, “so what was that about having impeccable aim?” “oh shut up y/n, my shoes are slippery so my aim’s a little off.”
when shoto ends up winning the second round, he chuckled and said, “i won this time babe, you winning the first time was a fluke.” “oh shut your pretty mouth shoto, you just got lucky.”
after a few more rounds, you both end up with a tie
“well i guess we’re both equally good at bowling then y/n.” shoto says, slinging his arm over your shoulder
for dinner, you both head to a ramen shop as shoto was craving some ramen
arriving back home, shoto plops onto the couch and groans, “oh god, i’m so full…”
you motion for him to sit up so that he can rest his head on your lap
you run your fingers through his hair slowly and you both sit in silence for a while, enjoying each other’s company
shoto opens his eyes and says, “hey babe?”
“hmm?”
“i had fun today, did you?”
“yeah i did, thank you for the date baby.”
“i’m glad, now gimme a kiss.” shoto says with a pout
you giggle and lean down to give him a gentle peck on the lips
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