#ronnie why do u do these things to me
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ribbons release
actor eren x f!reader
**part of my method acting series
content: happiness for once. until it is not. ronnie's love for foreshadowing strikes again.
an: not a fan of this chapter, but we digress. read it and do not kill me if you don't like it.
song: not explicitly mentioned, but this chapter reminds me of about you by the 1975. ratty healy, I hate you but you ate on this one thing.
previous part linked here
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“I ju-just sent my loc-location, Eren.”
“I got it, Y/N. I just need you to hold on for ten more minutes, okay? Can you do that for me?”
“Y-yes.”
Seattle is famous for rain. You understand that all too well now. After what you’ve counted as twenty-seven minutes - from when you went to take the trash out to the mailpost you’re hiding behind now - you’re all but soaked. Drenched.
Your phone is blowing up with texts, the rain is only getting harder, and the mini black dress and ribbon in your hair do no favors to keep you warm. You slide out of your call with Eren and quickly scan through the messages, buzzing so loud they’re blocking Eren’s voice.
reiner: so, so proud of you always!!! stop being a big famous pop star and go back to being the little twerp who needs my help killing spiders on set :/
levi: I love you too, kid. And on a real listen, we really do love the album.
armin: ann and i are smelling a triple threat on the horizon. love you to the moon and saturn <3
connie: i was accidentally pooping while i listened to dorothea for the first time and i think the combination of those two things at once gave me like a really visceral reaction. im not ok. u are amazing.
mikasa: u are givg me aneurysm. pls don’t forgor to call me the scnd ur okay.
erwin: Call me ASAP.
erwin: Not urgent. Just feeling emotional about my little Canadian reaching hearts all over the world.
king of bitches (maybe: ryomen sukuna): Fluff shit indeed. Blow me a kiss when you beat James for Album of the Year.
danny: where is the album release post? it’s almost been half an hour.
You have bigger problems at the moment. Like the frozen piece of fabric you’re wearing. You should have named the album sweaters or scarves or something. Then at least you’d be warm. And blend in with the paparazzi.
Fuck.
“W-wait, Eren. Y-you ca-n’t b-be the one to get me.” you murmur, shivering through your teeth.
“Do you want to stay with someone else? I know nice people here. My neighbor is in her late forties and has like two middle school aged girls that are really nice. They’d take care of you, I promise you can trust them and-” he rambles.
“N-no. I want to st-stay with you. But pa-papara-zzi. S-send ss-omeone e-else.”
“Paparazzi? Why are-?”
“Er-eren.”
“Would it be that bad if it was me? Like it has to be someone else, Y/N?”
“Y-yes.”
“I have someone in mind. She’s leaving right now, okay?”
Eren’s sound is muffled over the line now, which has you digging your phone into your ear to catch the ends of what he’s saying.
Blast the heater….butt warmer on before she’s in the car….bring it up and I will kick your freeloading….
“Y/N?”
“H-here.”
“Good. I’m sending her. Don't get upset, this is the best I could do, okay? I-I promise she’s actually nice. You can trust her and-and I’d never send someone who would do something bad.”
“O-okay. I t-trust you. J-just get me ou-out of th-this, please.” you whimper, praying to god the rustling behind you is a rabbit and not the group of them finding you.
“I’m trying sweetheart, okay? She’s speeding. She’s on Main and Third, three lights and she’s there.”
That’s when you see it. The flash of the camera. And hear five consecutive clicks right after. You look around the periphery, before you see two of them, two tall guys speed walking closer to where you’re hiding.
So you do the only thing you can. Stand up and run instead.
You scramble up off the pavement, hiking your dress down, and keep running down the block. Climb up the gates, knock over trash cans to block the way, anything to stop them. And when you look back, after who knows how long, you realize they’re gone.
And sit flat on the messy pavement, finally lifting the phone back up. Only to realize Eren’s no longer on the line because your phone is dead. You drop it straight into your lap and dig your hands into your head, covering your ears to stop the pounding sound of the rain from getting any louder.
God. Just breathe. Whoever is coming to get you is on the way. They’ll come get you and then you’ll be out of this mess.
You hear three resounding clicks and a flash of a light to look up at two different paps, two girls this time, getting a straight on picture of you. And all you can do is put your head down in your lap and cry.
They already got the picture. There’s no point in trying to run out of it anymore.
“Y/N.”
“Pl-please. I’m b-begging you. You already got your picture and can ss-spin it into whatever you want. I-I’m still a person, please. Just let me go.” you respond, the tears blinding your sight of vision.
You feel a towel being wrapped around your shoulders and soft hands lifting you up by your arms. And then all of a sudden you’re in a warm car, being sped out of the neighborhood past the groups of paparazzi in between the houses, and not directly across from them having your picture taken.
You’re in a car. You’re okay. You’re leaving. You’re okay.
You lean back and breathe hard, phantom sobs still racking out of your chest, trying to register that you’re almost there. Safe behind closed, triple locked doors.
“D-did you tell Eren?”
“Yes. He’s not far, we’ll be there soon, okay?”
“Okay. T-thank you. I’m Y/N.”
“Lana.”
You turn your head to actually take in the driver this time, to be met with the Lana you feared. Ricky’s ex-girlfriend, Lana. She has short brown hair - entirely different from her long, beachy waves from the Girlfriend incident - a pointed nose and a very clenched jaw.
“Th-there are more blankets on the floor. I pumped the heater pretty hard, but I’ll turn all the fans your way. And anything you could possibly need is being rushed to the house for you, so just don’t worry, okay?”
“I appreciate it. Thank you for coming to get me. I-I”
“Please don’t thank me. I just-”
She takes a harsh intake of breath and turns to give you a look, her mouth upturned.
“He locked you out, didn’t he?” she whispers.
“Yeah.” you respond.
“What did you do?”
“I told him I didn’t like him back.”
She turns her head towards you, a look of confusion on her face.
“It was a PR thing.”
She snorts.
“Your managers must hate you.”
“I’m starting to think they just might.”
“Well. Don’t feel bad. Not for a fucking second. Just because he likes you, doesn’t mean he’s entitled to you reciprocating back. You like who you like. And if I were you, I wouldn’t stop liking a guy like Eren for a skeeze like Ricky either.”
You lean against the glass, hot air blowing in your face, as you take in her expression - so enraged, so exasperated, so furious that it gives you a chill. But when she looks over and gives you a halfhearted smile, you see the pained expression there too.
That’s when you pinpoint it. Lana reminds you of Historia.
“I’m sorry.” you respond.
“For?”
“You knew he locked me out. He must have done it to you too, no?” you whisper, the tension in the air delicate.
She swallows hard and clenches her knuckles on the steering wheel, eyes laser focused on the red light shining on her face. And beyond the original striking features - her sharp jaw and nose - you see the softness too. The dimples, the wrinkles near her eyes, the light brown freckles.
“I wanted to take time off from acting. It-I did a role that was really traumatic and I just needed a break. And he was just about to go on tour and he wanted me to come to support. Like a little cheerleader.”
“So he locked you out?”
“For two days. He-he’s just. A lot of the fame stuff got to him when he was really little. And now he’s got this convoluted sense of self-image and it just- I don’t know. He’s got problems.” she responds.
“I’m sorry. Really, that’s-”
You stop talking, words failing you. And maybe it’s the way your head was frozen ten minutes ago and it’s being melted now, or that the picture they took is going to leak soon, or that there is no good thing to say to something shitty like this. It only took him three months to turn on you, which you’re guessing is generous now. She must have infinite patience for putting up with it for an entire year.
“In a weird way, I’m glad it’s me and not Eren. You- this does something for me. Making sure you’re not out there for two days, it-it helps me.” she whispers, looking over to give you a smile.
“I really appreciate you, Lana. Thank you. And I-I’m not mad at you for the Girlfriend thing. You had every right to do that.”
“Y/N. I have every right to drag Ricky James’ name through the mud. But not yours. And I- shit. Please don’t tell Eren we talked about this. He’s going to kill me.”
“Why?”
“He told me that if I brought it up, he’d kick me out of his house. I kind of stay there because I-I hate living in our townhouse on set because of how toxic it is and he was nice enough to offer. And he made it very clear that I have to pick you and make sure you’re okay, not make you uncomfortable or anything. We’re here to take care of you and-”
“I brought it up. I’ll deal with him if he gives you a hard time. I used to be really good at that type of thing.”
“I know for a fact that you could tell him to twirl in the air like a show pony and he’d do it.”
“I’ll test the theory and let you know.”
She laughs, giving you a smile which you warmly return. Your phone buzzes in your lap, finally revived, and you send a quick message to Mikasa and Jean before shutting it off.
“I-I didn’t know that it was going to go that far. I knew the song and that we were just going to sing it. Let people speculate it was about you. I-I didn’t know they’d have a girl who looked like you OR bring Eren up on stage. And Eren didn’t know anything about the song or the performance at all - they, they set him up.”
“Why would they do that? I mean, they got horrible backlash in the entire thing.”
“They thought people would like it. And they severely underestimated how much people love you. And they did it because, Eren- he. He doesn’t follow rules and-”
“Follow rules?”
“I’m saying too much. He-he’s going to get mad. Ju-just rest, okay? You’re okay now, we’re two minutes from the neighborhood..”
You give her a questioning look, which she returns with a dismissive shake. Stubborn - she’s Historia alright. You lean back in the chair and reach for the music nob, twisting it on. Only to be met with the Teletubbies Theme blasting through the car and a very flustered Lana turning the knob off.
“Fuck.”
“Teletubbies?”
“I-I can explain.”
“Please. I’d love to hear it.”
She drums her fingers on the steering wheel as the silence hangs in the air.
“Okay. Maybe I can’t explain.”
“No need. I appreciate versatile music taste in prospective friends. Especially classics like this.” you respond, cranking the music back on.
“Friends?”
“Don’t be silly. Not exaggerating, but I think you quite literally saved my life a few minutes ago. You’re like the La-La to my Dipsy.”
“Lame. You’re more of a Tinky-Winky. And anytime. We girls stick together, right?” she responds, reaching for your hand and giving it a squeeze. Like Eren.
Did she learn the hand squeezes from Eren? Is he squeezing her hands? They live together so …are they dating?
“We’re here.”
You nod, appreciative of Lana more than maybe any person on god's green Earth, as she pulls into the driveway and helps you out of the car. It’s only after sitting that you’re realizing your legs are so bone dead tired that you’re barely moving on your own.
You move past the hood of the car as Eren walks into the garage, immediately beelining towards you. His hair is long again - it’s always changing every time you see him - and he’s all wound up with tensions sitting in his shoulders. His hands are warm and cupping your face, yanking the cold towel off and replacing it with a warm one.
“Hey. You-you nicked your face, Y/N. And you’re freezing, you-” he whispers, brushing his fingers across the skin near your eye that stings on touch.
Lana holds the door open as he leads you in, arms aggressively moving up and down your shoulders and his face all pinched up in concern.
“You’re good to go? I put your stuff out by the door.” Eren says, gesturing to Lana.
“Is she leaving?” you ask, looking up at Eren.
“Yeah. Don’t worry, it’ll be just us. And I’m sure Mika and Jean will drop everything to fly out for you tomorrow, I can tell them if you need me to and-”
“Well, don’t make her leave. She shouldn’t stay on that stupid set just because of me.” you respond.
Eren looks over and glares at Lana, who is now wide eyed and giving Eren a sheepish smile. Fuck. He asked her not to talk about that.
“Lana.” he says, in a warning tone.
“Eren. Chill out. I didn’t even-”
“You’re so full of yourself, you know that? You- she got drenched and the rain and you were talking about set?”
“It’s not like that! It just came up and-”
“Oh, for sure. You just happened upon it like you were a villager walking in a town square. Ooh Y/N. You just got drenched in the rain and chased by paparazzi, but more importantly, the girls I work with are super bitchy.” he responds, mimicking her voice.
“You-it wasn’t like that! You’re so aggravat-”
“Eren. Leave her alone.” you ask, looking up at him. And you’re sure you must look horrible because he immediately stops when he looks at your face again and signals for her to leave, which she’s receptive to.
“Okay. Lana, text me when you’re there. And check if you were followed on your way out.” Eren says.
Lana stops and holds both of your arms at your biceps, hands soft on your skin.
“Do call me if you need anything, okay? Especially Ricky related. Whatever you do, I’ll back you up, Tinky-Winky. ”
“Thank you, La-La. I’ll take you up on that.” you respond, giving her a warm smile.
“Oh god. No. No, you don’t get to be friends now. Fuck no, Lana. Please stick to the geriatric grandmas you play Scrabble with.”
“You’re just mad they beat you at mahjong last week. Because you’re a prissy loser.”
“And you’re-”
You jab Eren in the side, signaling him to stop, as they both nod and she slides her way out. From the way he’s arguing, the look on his face is so similar to the one he gives Connie when they argue, you know they could go on for years if they got the chance.
“Fuck you, Eren.”
“Eat shit, Lana.”
She flips him off as the door clicks shut behind her, the lack of her presence making you suddenly aware of your breaths. And of Eren, warm Eren rubbing into your shoulders and concerned green eyes staring into yours.
“I like her.” you whisper.
“Me too. Don’t tell her that though, she’s got an ego problem.” he responds.
You laugh, which has him smiling at you, and suddenly you’re sobbing. And on cue, Eren has his arms around you, his touch warm and his voice oh so soft that it kills you. That you haven’t seen him in two months. And haven’t talked to him for longer.
“Eren.”
“Hey, hey. Don’t cry, it-it’ll be okay. I- we’ll fix this, okay? I’ll call Levi and Hange, whoever you want, they’ll all come and-”
You reach up, tangling your arms around his neck as he keeps nervously talking, trying to hold you closer even though it’s not physically possible. And he’s just so-
So familiar that he feels like home.
“You’re breaking my heart here, Y/N. Please stop crying, I-I’ve got you, okay?” he murmurs, straight into your skin as you nod, trying your best to even out the sobs still leaving you. And slowly but surely, the stream slows and your breath evens out enough to get at least a few words out.
“Okay. Okay, okay. I’m okay.”
“Y/N?”
“Hm?”
“As much as I like holding you, you’re freezing. Take a shower first and we can do this all you want, okay?”
You pull back, wiping the tears off your cheeks and giving him a nod. He gives you a small smile, before placing his hands on your shoulders and leading you down towards the bathroom. And you don’t miss all the posters and pictures he has on his walls - one from each season of Attack of Titan, a few of him and Armin, and even one of him and Lana flipping off the camera together.
He pushes you into the bathroom and immediately turns on the shower all the way to the hottest setting, before turning around and putting his hands on his hips.
“Towels, clothes, shampoo. There’s soap in there already and take as long as you want. Sit in here for three days if you have to just- do-do whatever you have to do and-”
You pick up the bottle of shampoo, the lavender scented Pantene, the one that you’ve been using since you were fifteen. And you know, you know that Eren’s atrocious ass uses a three in one hair and conditioner so it’s not his.
“Eren.”
“Hm?”
“Did you just happen to have the brand of shampoo that I use?”
“N-no. Those are Lana’s.”
“Then why are they unopened?” you ask, giving him a smirk.
He glares at you, before rolling his eyes and holding your face. And now he’s leaning so close, so close that your lips are only a few feet away from yours, when he talks.
“You know why you can’t make fun of me for keeping a spare of your shampoos in my house?” he whispers, green eyes burning in yours.
“Why?” you whisper back, stomach lurching.
“Because you’re actually here. I knew you’d come back to me.” he responds, giving your cheek a pinch before walking out.
And when you watch him walk out, giving you one last smile before he shuts the door, you can’t help but roll your eyes. Typical Eren. Funny, irritating, and soft all in one.
He’s the same as you left him.
--
You pad out of the shower, Eren’s hoodie and sweatpants ridiculously huge on you, as you follow the sweet smell into the kitchen. Eren is leaned over the counter, sliding vegetables into two bowls of ramen as you walk in.
“Hey.”
“Hi. Took a while. Thought you died in there.” Eren responds, pressing his hands to your skin to test how warm they were.
��I almost wish I did.” you respond, laughing.
Except Eren doesn’t find it funny and instead he’s dropping the utensils and standing at your side.
“Y/N.”
“I was joking!”
“Nothing about that was funny. Don’t ever joke about that.” he responds, rummaging through the drawers at your side before pulling out a little tube of gel.
Eren taps the top of the counter, which you jump onto, before he takes his place in between your legs. His hands are focused on reading the instructions, forehead all scrunched up in concentration.
“What’s that?”
“It’s like this…scar ointment or whatever. Helps things heal better, I want to use it on that cut on your pretty face.” he responds, twisting it open and squirting some on his finger.
He brings his hands to your face, eyes intently focused on your cheek. You hiss the second his finger makes contact with your skin, the tingling sensation catching you off guard.
“I’m sorry sweetheart, I know it hurts.” he whispers, smothering the cold gel down the side of your eye.
“I-I fell on the pavement. My knees are pretty bad too, Eren.” you whisper, which he nods at.
After he finishes, he’s carefully sliding the ends of your pants off and carefully placing the ointment on each of the jagged marks on your legs. And you eye the bowls of ramen at your side - knowing instantly that the one without mushrooms is yours - and reach for the food. The broth is so warm it soothes the aching feeling in your throat, still seasoned to perfection the way Eren always makes it.
“Eren.”
“Hm?”
“Can I ask you a weird question?”
“Sure.”
“Are you and Lana dating?”
He looks up from your leg and gives you a devilish smirk. And then starts laughing. Like full on, crouched over, tears from his eyes laughing.
“Okay. It wasn’t that funny.” you murmur, rubbing your hands against the warm bowl and frowning.
“Oh god, Y/N. Jesus-”
“It’s a normal question! She lives with you, you trusted her to come get me, and you guys have a picture together in the hallway.”
“Are you jealous?” he asks, standing up and leaning straight into your space.
“Absolutely not.”
“Are too.”
“Am not.”
“You don’t need to get all embarrassed. Watching you kiss Ricky James made me want to break something, preferably his neck.”
You swallow hard at the mention of Ricky again, the thought of him and what happened was so far away because you were with Eren. In his space, in your shared bubble, after so long. And he catches on too fast because he’s already profusely apologizing.
“Hey. I didn’t mean to bring him up, I-I’m not trying to push you into telling me what happened it’s just-”
“No. No, Eren. It’s okay. I know. I-”
You breathe in hard and put the bowl of ramen down and reach for his hands instead. You keep your eyes focused on them - on the little mole on his left hand, the feeling of his knuckles underneath your fingers, and on him squeezing your hands three times before you start talking.
“Ricky and I were faking the relationship for PR. Since London Boy and all that, it was Danny and Sareen’s idea. That-that’s why I stopped talking to you, I-I felt bad. And I was ashamed that I was even doing it, I-I don’t know. The Little Women press and all that, it would just get people to stream and talk. Make me a triple threat. And then today, I- He told me he liked me. And I said I couldn’t do that right now. That I don’t like him back. I went to take out the trash because it was so awkward and then I was going to go home but he- he locked me out. And when I asked to come back in, he repeated the same words to me. That he couldn’t do that right now.”
Eren lifts your hands, still locked with his, and presses a kiss to the top of your knuckles, as you continue. His lips burn your skin, still.
“I was out there and it-it was cold. And then I heard the cars and I saw seven paparazzi trucks, right on the porch. Ricky, his address isn’t leaked. No-no one knew I was there or that he was but they all showed up, right when I was out there and-”
“He called them, didn’t he?” Eren asks, his tone so harsh, so unyielding that it almost doesn’t sound like him.
“Yeah. And I ran, for so long. I- they got a picture. A few, I know they did and I was just so, so scared that I was going to be out there forever, that I was all alone and they were just going to-”
Eren reaches forward, wrapping you in his arms for what feels like the fiftieth time tonight, but you welcome it. Focus on his heart beating under your ear, running your fingers over his fish tattoo on his bicep, and on his soft, steady breaths.
“Eren.”
“Hm.”
“You didn’t say anything. What are you thinking about?”
“What I’m thinking isn’t productive for you to know right now.”
You look up at him, giving him a questioning look.
“Drop it, Y/N.”
“No. Tell me. I’m sure you’re mad and all but-”
“Mad? I’m fucking furious, I’m livid. That he fucking locked you out and left you in the cold. You-you could have been seriously hurt. You are hurt. And not only that, the fucking paparazzi. You-you ran in the cold, you fell, you can’t stop crying and-and- I’m going to kill this asshole when I see him next because it’s his fault you’re feeling like this.”
“Eren.”
“No. Shut up, Y/N. I’m being serious. I-I don’t like seeing you like this and don’t tell me not to. He hurt you. It’s that simple.”
You deflate, knowing Eren too well to know that he won’t drop this. Especially when he’s overly passionate, deep in the feeling right now.
“Okay. But can you just be here for me right now? I need you here and not all….tense and mad. B-Be soft. And warm.”
He stops, the frustration in his forehead dissolving as he takes a breath and smiles at you. Not fully, but it does the job.
“Okay. I can do that. Let’s watch Fruits Basket. And then go to bed.”
“You hate Fruits Basket.”
“But I love you. Enough to watch your weird bestiality adjacent show and pretend to like it.”
You smile and he reaches forward to pinch your cheeks.
“Look at that smile. There she is. There’s my sweet girl.” he whispers, voice all tangled in his throat.
--
You wake up to an empty bed, Eren’s side cold. And you pull his hoodie on before padding downstairs to find Eren’s phone pressed to his ear. He gives you a wave and points to the plate - a mix of eggs, french toast, and fruits - perfectly placed to perfection.
You give him a smile and he walks off, taking the phone with him. You frown as you watch him disappear, jabbing your fork through the cantaloupe.
What is he talking about that’s so important he doesn’t want you to hear?
You jump off of the stool and quietly pad towards the direction he walked, hiding in the hallway. He’s leaning against the wall, staring at the picture right across - one of Levi and Hange kissing your cheeks at the vow renewal - and angle yourself to hear his words.
“Is he okay?”
“I’m glad. You tell me if you need anything else, okay?”
“Okay, Coco. I missed you too, yeah?”
Who the fuck is Coco?
He hangs up and you immediately scramble back to the kitchen, trying your best to stay inconspicuous as he comes back and gives you a smile. It doesn’t reach his eyes, the expression on his face almost tired.
“Hey sleepyhead. You okay?”
“Mhm. Food is really good, Eren.”
He gives you a smile as he sits at your side, eyes focused on you as you eat your food. He places both of your phones in front of you, and you spot yours with nearly a hundred notifications. But when you reach for it, Eren grabs your hand in the air and locks it on his own instead.
“Just-wait. Eat first.” he says, his tone hollow.
You turn your head to the side and take in Eren’s expression, downtrodden and uncharacteristically unexpressive. The complete opposite of Eren yesterday - moony eyes and soft smiles.
“Eren.”
“Y/N. If I ask you to do this for me, can you trust me and listen?”
“No. You-what’s wrong? You’re being weird.” you ask, reaching for his hand.
He looks over, the look indiscernible, as he leans forward and presses a kiss to your cheek.
“You-I took care of most of it, okay? Levi and Hange are coming. Just, don’t panic. You-it’s okay.”
“Eren. You’re scaring me. Just tell me.”
He takes a deep breath, cracking the knuckles in your hand as he nervously talks.
“You-your pictures leaked. The ones of you running last night. And-and people started speculating really fast - wondering why you were running and crying on the night your album released instead of celebrating it. And-and then Ricky, he tweeted a bunch of things.”
You pale. And reach for your phone, which Eren stops again.
“They’re lies. Obviously. You don’t need to read them, not yet. And Lana told me she’s ready to back you up, whatever you want, when you need it. But, that’s not-”
“What, Eren? Just spit it out.” you respond, frantically.
“They- Ricky’s fans are mad at you. They’re sending you death threats.”
“Oh.”
You deflate, staring at the cold mess of breakfast on your plate. Death threats. Hate, you’re no stranger too. Of people commenting on your looks, how bad your singing is, how lame you are. But wishing you were dead? Full on, unbothered and cursing your existence?
“And not just you, but your family too.” he whispers, watching your face fall.
Your family. Your parents, Colt, Falco-
“Excuse me. What did you just say?
Eren doesn’t respond and the tears fall immediately from your eyes, hot and angry as he reaches forward, immediately swiping them away. His expression's pained, he knows this all too well.
“I sent your family a security detail. Don’t worry. Colt was only minorly injured and-”
You stand up and grab Eren’s shirt, bundling the fabric into a fist in your hands, as you glare at him.
“Injured? What the fuck do you mean injured, Eren?”
He sighs, lifting his hands to move yours, and hold them. You’re still clenching hard, so hard you’re sure you’re drawing blood, but he’s doing his best to uncurl your hands as he talks.
“They threw a brick through the window. And the glass, Colt was sitting right there. I was just on the phone with Falco, he said he’s doing better. The security detailing has medical so you don’t have to worry about that again and they’re both okay and-”
“No part of this is okay, Eren! Quit saying it’s okay when it’s not! They almost killed my brothers.”
“Y/N.”
“No. No, this is horrible, Eren. They-they don’t do any of this stuff. Falco’s barely thirteen. And Colt - he’s going to college. He’s not a celebrity, he’s not a singer, he’s just a student. How is he supposed to go out after this? Why- how is it supposed to be normal? And now, they’re going to be like us. They’re going to feel like they’re trapped in this fucking suffocating ass fish bowl and everyone’s watching and laughing at them and they just-”
“Y/N. Stop. It’s not going to-”
“Falco’s too soft for this. He’s just a kid, Eren. I can’t- no. This isn’t fair. Eren, they didn’t even do anything. They’re literally just related to me, they just love me and they’re getting hurt because of it. You- you’re probably getting dragged in the mud too. Everyone who helps me gets subjected to this, loving me comes with this big thing behind me and I can’t even keep people who get it with me. I let you go when you were the only person who understood and I messed it all up and got myself involved with Ricky James of all people and-”
“Y/N. Stop. Please."
You sit flat on Eren’s floor, head in your hands, and cry, teardrops falling straight onto the floor. And Eren’s sitting there with you, with your big mess of jumbled feelings and mistakes, and trying his best to help you with it.
That’s how Levi and Hange find you two, after pocketing the spare key Eren told them about. After he insistently called them and payed for a private jet, going on and on about how Y/N needed them. And here you two are, despite their original conceived notions that you two were fighting, on the floor, in each other’s arms.
“Some things never change, huh?” Hange whispers.
“Yeah. They keep fucking crying every time we see them.” he whispers back.
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Between Levi and Hange - Jean, Mikasa, and Connie who make it out that night - and Eren and Lana, they fix things. Most things.
Ricky’s narrative about you is clear cut - half-true and half-fake. Your team forced him to date you and defend you for PR purposes, after the Girlfriend incident. There was an agreement that you two would write certain songs, make certain appearances, and support each other.
But then Ricky turns the gate. Says that you’ve deeply, severely hurt him. That you led him on, that you used him to boost your own ego, and that you were dangerously obsessed with fame and not him. That you were all things - heartless, fake, that he doubted if you were even a real person. A glorious pop-star, empty and hollow on the inside.
And people jump on it fast. Citing the fact that you would throw away your friendship with Historia to be famous, that you stopped dating Eren when he stopped being successful, that you can go to tours but not to Mikasa or Jean’s birthday parties.
The worst part? Ricky lied, but the things they pointed out were true. Every mistake you make is on display and that people make it a point to draw attention o it. That you really were in too deep, too deep into pleasing Sareen and Danny, and being a triple threat that you forgot that they were all there too.
Eren, especially. Sweet, sweet Eren who saved you, who held you when you needed him.
You look over at him and Lana, the two of them very aggressively debating how to use their last turn of their daily Wordle, and feel your heart deflate.
You dropped the ball. You’ll never make it up to him.
Lana, in her infinite kindness, has chosen to share her own story, as a corroboration for yours. That Ricky taunted, mocked, and harassed her the entire time they were dating. That you're anything but the things he says. Because she’s had enough and she’ll do it to help out her Tinky-Winky. (Much to Eren’s dismay, he hates that you’re both becoming closer as time goes on.)
And to complement the announcement, Lana asked for one thing. To go out in style. You wrote a song with her and promised her that she was going to be the lead actress in the music video. A girl rage moment, like The Man. Danny and Sareen approve the move, making no comments or concerns about anything else that happened, and ask to be involved when the time comes.
You sit on it for a few days. Till you’re ready. But where you are now - with these people - needs to stay for a little longer. Before you brace everything again.
“Yo.”
You smile, opening up space for Connie on the couch for you.
“Hi Con.”
“Deep in your thoughts there, princess. Thinking about how your album is about to go Multi-Platinum?”
“No. Just the entire thing.” you respond, frowning.
Connie rolls his eyes, reaching forward to squish your cheeks way too hard.
“Ricky, when I catch you, Ricky-” Connie says under his breath,
You snort, reaching forward to push Connie off. You focus back on Eren and Lana, who are now pulling each other's hair and a nice string of insults, as Mikasa and Levi brew their tea, entirely unbothered in the back.
And when the screen in front of you flashes, when your third album goes Multi-Platinum after a week of being released, they’re all climbing on you. Jean and Mikasa are hollering in the back, Connie and Lana are jostling you in the air and pressing kisses to your cheek, and Eren, Levi, and Hange smile at you, the three of them enveloped in their own hug, across the way.
You split your separate ways at the end of the week, when you’re ready. Connie, Jean, and Mikasa return to set, Lana and Eren are gone with the wind, and Levi and Hange disappear again.
When you sit on your plane back home, it sits in. How lonely this entire thing is. How a week full of your friends who love you only happened because of this sickening thing. That it's not a given, that they're presence is only in the bad times and almost never the good.
Your phone buzzes in your lap and you pick up your phone to read the notification.
eren: don’t be a stranger. fish like to swim in schools, not alone.
It’s something that rings in your mind, time and time again. When everyone else wins the war, when you keep performing and letting them take and take, for the sake of the work. For the art, for your dream.
And when you give up acting, singing, and dancing at the end of it all and make zero intentions to ever do any of this again, the question still bothers you.
If fish like to swim in schools, why did Eren push you so far away? Why was he so intent on swimming alone? Where you couldn't follow?
eren: I'm not saying that for you. and I know that this is selfish but...
eren: I need you just as much as you need me.
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Fucking liar.
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tag nine people u want to get to know better
thanks for the tag @callixton :3
three ships: in like... the silliest and most unserious way possible mick jagger and ronnie wood😭#girlbestfriends. ethan rayne and rupert giles from btvs... so little screen time together but they captured my heart fr <3333. and finally josh and donna from the west wing... platonic or romantic or whatever they will always be so beloved to me
first ever ship: chandler and monica from friends and i stand by that!! they were so cute
last song: sultans of swing by dire straits. learning it on the guitar 🕺🎸
last movie: i think it was fight club?? i haven't been watching too many movies recently. great film tho
currently reading: quite a few things but none very consistently... i'm reading 'all tomorrows photos' (and have been for ages i'll finish it one of these days 😭) by @geneseedraws it's rlly good :) and keith richards' autobiography 'life'!!
currently watching: also quite a few things! the most consistent of which is all creatures great and small which is sooo good i love it. also been watching gossip girl it's very fun... and ofc s4 of succession. and i've just started watching the o.c. cos of my brother 😭
currently consuming: nothing :( but i had a very nice lasagna a couple of hours ago :) real g's move in silence like lasagna one of the lyrics of all time thank you lil wayne
currently craving: orange juice? i always start craving oj late at night i do not know why. also sleep i'm tired...
tagging (but no pressure) - @sxmthingiswrxng, @lennonislife, @gonebutinaniceway, @thelastdj, @lettersfrombeyondthegrave, @sharksome-nen, @ronnie-woody, @thedirtymac, @bluesrocknrollingstones
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Wedding Part 5: texts from last night:
David: omg why did I agree to this?
Stevie: you’re starting a business and you don’t know what you’re doing.
David: 🖕
David: seminar’s done. Brain is full. Why am I even here?
Steve: that question is why most people go to Vegas in the first place
David: good point.
David: img1004
Stevie: salut
David: Stvi! Stv! Thisguy was there too! At the boring thing! Hesohot Stevie. like a sexy intern. He bogt mea drink and then I bout him on too.
David: Elvis is hrr!!!
David: will u b madhonor?
David: img1020
Stevie: 💀
Stevie: Ronnie owes me $100
@schittscreekdrabbleblog @statueinthestone
#I 100% cheated here and I have no regrets#technically it is 100 words#he sent her the wedding photo
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i love ur writing so much! Ronnie is such a great OC and u do such a good job depicting Jake
keep doing ur thing girly <3!!
omg 🥺🥺🥺 thank you so much darling that seriously means the world. GIRLY i'm literally crying. Here is an excerpt from a future chapter of Come Over Here and Overwhelm Me for you! Just a little snippet of mysterious dialogue straight from my story outline lol
“Hey, hey — what’re you cryin’ for, huh? I came back like I said I would.”
“I know, that’s why I’m crying. I’m just…I’m so happy you came back.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“I, uh…I got you something.”
“Oh, you got me a souvenir from your super dangerous, super-secret mission?”
“Not exactly. I got you something from your house.”
“So you’re giving back stolen property?”
#annie answers#🌹 asks#oc: ronnie bradshaw#fic: come over here and overwhelm me#fd: top gun#jake hangman seresin x oc#jake seresin x oc#hangman x oc#jake hangman seresin imagine#jake seresin imagine#hangman imagine
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Part 14
Do i have to make 15 of these now?
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Calypso: A mouse!
Diego, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you.
Marjane, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal!
Tanya, giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy.
Lucille, gasping: It's Ratatouille!
Sarah Marie: His name is Remi, dummy.
Calypso: ...I was going to say to just trap it and throw it out the window... what is wrong with you people.
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Isabelle: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car?
Amira: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Sarah Marie, deer!"
Isabelle: ...And what did Sarah Marie do?
Amira: ...They said "Yes, Honey?"
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Marjane: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.
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Cop: What are your names?
Lemon: Don't tell them, Robin.
Cop, writing: Robin...
Lemon: Crap.
Robin: Nice going, Lemon.
Cop:
Robin: Uh oh.
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Echo: Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there?
Jade: Those are the ghosts of the bugs you killed before.
Echo:
Echo: *sobs*
Rowan: You fucking scared them, you idiot.
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Amira: No, this is not a mess. You know what I consider a mess?
Lucille: Your life?
Amira: I- well yes, but-
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Echo: Oh, here’s my award for the most rules broken!
Ronnie Quinn: That’s not an award, it’s an angry letter from our boss.
Echo, hanging it on their wall: Well, it has the word ‘most’ in it, so I’m calling it an award!
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Rowan, in Juno’s window: I thought I’d find you here!
Ire, climbing past Rowan: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR-
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Alex: I told Lemon to grab snacks for everyone.
Echo, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks?
*Alex, Lemon, and Tanya raise their hands*
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Ronnie Quinn: Don't have a bookmark? Try ketchup instead!!
Leo: What makes you think I read?
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Evi: Well, aren’t you all a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts! Oh, let me guess: you’re out to save the world!
Sarah Marie: Well, actually, that sounds like a pretty fair assessment.
Marcus: More or less, I guess...
Juno: That sounds awesome! Let’s do that!
Lucille: I’m new here, but I am open to the concept.
Rowan: I thought that’s what we were doing, guys, come on!
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*Phillip and Conner are in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff*
Phillip: oh my god, Conner, backwards!
Conner: Really, Phillip? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.
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Edmund: I'm not a morning person. I'm barely even a person.
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Isabella: What is wrong with you?
Marcus: Loaded question. Elaborate.
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Julia: Here you go, Robin, a nice hot cup of coffee!
Robin: It's cold.
Julia: A nice cup of coffee.
Robin: It's horrible!
Julia: Cup of coffee.
Robin: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee.
Julia: C U P.
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Carrie: I’m in love with you.
Conner: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.
Carrie: I know.
Conner: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-
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Juno: *Gasp*
Edmund: wHAT??
Juno: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?
Edmund: *inhales*
Jade, in another room with Levi: Why can I hear screeching?
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*Everyone is giving advice to Lemon*
Levi: It's okay to ask for help.
Echo: You're not a burden.
Edmund: Murder is okay.
Robin: Your feelings matter.
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Isaac: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.
Tanya: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.
Leo: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!
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Arabella: What are you doing here?
Emmy: I could ask you the same question.
Arabella: I live here. This is my house.
Emmy: I should probably ask you a different question.
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Conner: I'm yet to properly begin my history notes BUT!!!! I got 100% on a quiz about european countries so who's the REAL winner here.
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Robin: What makes you think it's okay to watch Hannibal given its subject matter?
Marcus: Sometimes, I watch television shows for entertainment purposes.
Edmund: Because I condone murder and cannibalism.
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*Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation*
Lucille: How do you eat pickles?
Carrie: What do you mean?
Lucille: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes.
Carrie: Yeah, that's why you use a fork.
Lucille: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean.
Carrie: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work.
Lucille: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl.
Carrie: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing.
Lucille: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug.
Carrie: *Nods in agreement*
Tanya: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS!
Lucille: Jeez, okay.
Carrie: Quit yelling at us already.
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Lucille: Then either Sonic is a god or could kill god, and I do not care if there is a difference.
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Seymour : We’re all in this together. If one of us falls, we all fall. Nobody is expendable on this team.
Isaac: Sounds fake but ok.
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Edmund: I sort of did something and I need some advice, but I don't want a lot of judgment and criticism.
Isabella: And you came to me?
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#rtc oc#rtc sona#choirsona#choirsona incorrect quotes#wooooooo#I’m so tired#don’t like the ships tell me and I’ll remove or change it
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I NEED AN ESSAY ON TRAFFIC + with some ronnie lane inbetween, please write a majestic folk story on ronnie
you want an essay i will GIVE u an essay, my love <3
TRAFFIC
chris! CHRIS!! CHRIS WOOD!! CHRISTOPHER!!! i love him so much!!! i just think he is the sweetest little creature in the whole band. WHY DOES HE NOT GET TALKED ABOUT NEARLY AS MUCH AS THE OTHER PEOPLE IN TRAFFIC?? IT'S A CRIME!! admittedly i liked him mostly because i thought he was beautiful, big dark eyes with mass of dark hair and lovely little nose, god i do love his nose so much he looks like a little penguin with his nose!!! but i do think he was just such an integral part of traffic. i know he didn't write many songs and that he was more of an instrumental guy but he adds SO MUCH to the songs. his pieces with the flute and/or saxophone are such an essential part of what gave traffic the sound they are known for!! considering what everyone else was doing at the time, it would be pretty hard to find a flautist in a rock band and that was all chris, my sweetheart!! he puts so much of his emotional energy into a song and you can just hear it, chris really does set the mood with his instruments. and i find it interesting seeing how he develops that throughout traffic, there's a reason why the low spark of high heeled boys is usually in the top three when it comes to traffic albums, i really believe it's where chris just shines musically!! the atmosphere and world he is able to create with his instruments are just astounding. i do tend to get very emotional when i think about what happened to him. in some way, i wish he didn't become famous and he stuck with his painting and maybe do music as a hobby because he was a vulnerable soul who got involved with bad people and bad circumstances. fame just wasn’t something for him and in the end it is what killed him really. i just think about how his sister steph once said that chris felt under-appreciated his whole life and it makes me CRY!!!! i could have loved him, i could have given him the love he rightly deserved OH MY GOD!! i want him to take me birdwatching or to read maps or bake apple pies because he was homesick or stay out all night watching a house to see if it was haunted or pray to god that he wouldn’t every time he made a smart ass comment. just to watch him perform would have been the dream too, 85% to be able to see the emotional and other 15% to see his arms because 😳😳😳 i’m blushing homie damn when did u get so hot!! also love his little boot collection, i swear he had boots in ever colour and i find that just so sweet can u imagine?? a boot for every outfit!!!
RONNIE LANE
my favourite little hobbit! he is just so sweet, the sweetest soul ever! i just find him such a funny fellow because he's just not the type of person you would expect to be in a rock n roll band, like compare him to someone like steve marriott who seemed to be born to do rock n roll and then there’s ronnie with his little songs about flies and happiness stan!! in my honest opinion, i think ronnie gave the small faces just that little bit of extra weirdness that made their special. steve was for more of the hard-hitting music with soft lyrics but i don’t know with ronnie you can just tell this man had done lsd, you know what i mean?? i think that towards the end of the band he was really coming together as a songwriter but unfortunately, we’ll never really know what else he had because of the break up!! also ronnie’s like really cute, this man looks like he could be going on magical adventures with frodo like he is so scuffy and adorable, you just know that he’s the type of guy that would be living under a mushroom. he was also never one for confrontation which makes sense, it doesn’t look like a guy who would raise his voice, he’s just so softly spoken. i also find it funny that after the small faces and the faces he kinda went off and did his own thing, like really he honestly went ‘.... why don’t i start a circus or something??’ and then did EXACTLY THAT!! god i would have loved to have seen this, it honestly sounds like something out of my dreams!! also whenever i hear about fishpool farm i just so SO EXCITED!! I WANT TO BE THERE!! i just wanna chill around a fireplace and just have er*c cl*pton compose wonderful tonight right in front of my eyes. speaking of that guy, i think it so sweet how ronnie was besties with everyone, it makes sense because does seem like the kind of guy who would get along with everyone. i think about his friendship with glyn johns and you know maybe there is good in the world. ronnie gave glyn the nickname bluto after the bully from popeye because of glyn’s personality. firstly, very ronnie nickname to give and secondly IMAGINE GETTING AWAY WITH DOING THIS!!! ronnie give me a nickname from some old cartoon that’s both slightly mean but totally makes sense!!
#ask#steviemarriott#ask game : send a band and i'll tell you my favourite member!#i'm getting to these now i do apologise. i'm gonna be at my most unhinged hope you don't mind!!!
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all evens for ronnie & eddie 💕
thank u sm!! this was so long but so worth it
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2.) what would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare? if ronnie had the nightmare, eddie would have her sit up with him and gently rub her arms/back to calm her down. he's not the best when it comes to comforting, but his presence is enough to pull her back down to earth. if she still was still on edge, he would ask if she'd want some weed to unwind, which they'd share together. if eddie had the nightmare, ronnie's quick to action. she'll have eddie focus on her, controlling his erratic breathing to match hers, and have him relax. would 100% cup his face and stroke his cheeks with the pad of her thumbs, softly telling him he's okay and it was just a nightmare. once he'd calm down, eddie would just collapse into her embrace and she would hold him, rub his back, and stroke his hair until they fall back asleep.
4.) which one is more protective? who needs to be "protected"? both are extremely protective of each other. they come from different social climates, so they both had their fair share of defending each other. if i had to choose, ronnie would be more protective bc lord knows eddie needs some protection lol.
6.) who would beg the other not to leave? who has to leave to protect the other? okay see, now this is why the previous question was so hard bc this one is so obviously eddie leaving to protect ronnie. not just bc of the s4 finale, but eddie literally has put their relationship in jeopardy bc of other instances where he thought he was protecting her. so they definitely go back and forth on protecting each other and being so fucking stubborn about it.
8.) what happens if one of them gets sick? if ronnie were sick, eddie would refuse to have her do anything. he would keep her in his bed at all times, make chicken noodle soup, and check on her a little too much to the point where she's more sick of him than the stupid little cold she has. definitely a little overbearing, but it's all out of love of course. if eddie were sick, ronnie is basically his nurse. she would be so adamant on him taking his cold medication on the dot, make sure he drinks plenty of water to stay hydrated, and would haul his ass out of bed to take a shower bc it'll help. clean his godforsaken sheets, tidy his room, and pick out a change of clothes for him. eddie would whine to her constantly, but he genuinely appreciates the amount of love and care she has for him. would 100% toss in a flirty little comment here and there to throw her off her nurse-rhythm.
10.) describe their first date. this would be months after they've become friends and have grown from their prejudice of each other. even though they’re so comfortable with each other, their first date starts out EXTREMELY awkward. mainly on eddie’s part because he thinks he’ll scare ronnie off at any second since he’s not the type of guy she usually dates. they to go a drive in on their first date, which was ronnie’s idea and sh refused to disclose any information on what movie they’re watching. and when eddie finds out they’re watching sixteen candles, he’s whining and complaining for like the first ten minutes of the film. but over the course of the movie, they start to relax a bit more, joke around in between funny scenes, and eddie does get a little too invested in the movie. and once it’s over, they go back to the trailer and he talks about the movie the entire car ride back. but anyways, it’s a cute little first date.
12.) do they have many heated arguments? how do they smooth things over? oh boy oh boy, they definitely do! not many, per se, but they definitely had a few big blow ups. it was more frequent before they became friends bc of how much they despised each other. when they become friends/develop a relationship, it's a lot less w/ more emotional weight. since they're both so stubborn or too concentrated on their feelings, they would fight tooth & nail until they got the last word. after a fight, both need a bit of time to cool down. depending on how bad it is, they would be giving each other the silent treatment for up to a week until they're able to revisit it. never leave a fight completely unresolved. once they're able to have a mature conversation and apologize, they would immediately fall back into each other's arms and be all happy/lovey dovey again.
14.) how do their personalities compliment each other? how do they clash? well, ronnie is a leo and eddie is an aquarius. that in itself is a recipe for disaster. but once they develop an understanding, they do mesh very well together. they're both outgoing, energetic people, who are unapologetically themselves. their personalities bring out the best in each other.
16.) can they stay up all night just talking? oh definitely. they are both night owls and can talk for hours without a moment of silence until they're too tired to formulate coherent sentences. they just have so much fun whenever they're together that they never want a moment to end.
18.) how likely are they to have fur babies? how many and what kind? eddie would 1000% find a stray cat and claim it as theirs without a moment of hesitation. it would be a black cat and he would name him "geezer" after geezer butler from black sabbath. ronnie obviously had no say in the name.
20.) choose one song that perfectly describes their relationship. not accurate to the time period at all, but definitely tied between thats the way i loved you by taylor swift and the king by conan gray.
22.) what reminds each of their partner? what reminds eddie of ronnie: skirts, roses, white boots, lace ( specifically lingerie ), strawberry milkshakes, the color red, gold jewelry, tennis, sweet perfume, and madonna. what reminds ronnie of eddie: heavy metal, silver rings, cigarettes, weed, denim, guitars, curly hair, fantasy books ( specifically tolkien ), and chains.
24.) who’s more likely to give the other a massage? eddie is so fucking touchy so he'll 100% just give a massage out of nowhere as an excuse to touch ronnie. not like he needed an excuse anyways bc ronnie thrives on his touch.
26.) what are their vices? to keep this more pg-13, i'm just gonna say cigarettes, weed, and alcohol.
28.) what are their thoughts on pet names? do they have any? oh jesus, we all know how much eddie loves pet names. ronnie didn't at first, but she grows to love it from eddie. he obviously coined her nickname "ronnie", but he also calls her princess, sweetheart, short stuff, m'lady, beautiful, and plenty more. ronnie doesn't have nearly as many, but she called him "cute" one time and since then she'll sometimes refer to him as cutie. or she'll annoy him and call him edward, which he HATES so much.
30.) your otp gets to pick out each other’s outfits; what is each wearing? for ronnie, eddie would pick the shortest fucking skirt she owns and of course he goes with her signature color red. he would take a really old iron maiden tee that no longer fits him, distress and crop it so it would fit her nicely, and have her wear a pair of black heels bc lord knows he loves it when he takes those off at the end of the night. and to pair it off, his leather jacket without the dio vest. it is a look that eddie would literally kill to see her in ( and to tear off ). for eddie, ronnie would 100% get this man in a crop top. it's the 80s, let these men wear fucking crop tops. a plain white crop top with short sleeves, his dio vest, light wash jeans with all his chains, and would tie his hair back in a low bun with face framing pieces. also lots of rings and eyeliner of course.
32.) who’s the better story teller? eddie, hands down. that man is not a dm for nothing.
34.) who’s more likely to tell a dirty joke or story to make the other blush? do i really need to explain this one?? obviously, eddie fucking munson. he usually starts it, but ronnie will definitely turn the tables on him and have him get all flustered.
36.) who’s more likely to fire up the stove at 2am because the other woke up in the middle of the night hungry? 10000000% eddie. ronnie would offhandedly say she's craving some food and eddie would throw himself off his bed to make her something.
38.) who is more sexually experimental? who’s more vanilla? well, they're both experienced, but,,, yannoe,,, eddie is definitely wayyyyy more experimental and ronnie is more than happy to follow along.
40.) who has an insatiable appetite? and what does the other do to help? eddie is always fucking hungry so ronnie always offers to grab food for him or she packs extra snacks. homegirl is always prepared for her mans.
42.) what’s their favorite type of weather to enjoy together? (getting snowed in together, watching thunderstorms, etc.) as extraverted as they are, they’re both are lowkey homebodies. they do enjoy thunderstorms so they have an excuse to stay in bed all day and just enjoy each other’s company.
44.) who would dance in the kitchen making dinner? would the other join in or watch from the doorway? oh eddie would definitely start with a little bit of moves here and there and ronnie would just laugh her ass off at him. then, eddie would pull her in and get her to dance with him and just be goofballs together.
46.) would they get frisky at the movies by themselves? ….. yes. 100%. unless it’s a new movie that one or both have been waiting for so the friskiness would be put on hold until they make it back to eddie’s van.
48.) who’s the better driver? ronnie. no ifs, ands, or buts. eddie is a maniac in his van and ronnie refuses to ever let him drive her car.
50.) who’s more likely to do something out of spite? oh, ronnie hands down!!! homeboy is the queen of spite. you ask her to not do something and she will absolutely do the opposite. no one can tell her what to do.
52.) describe their weekend getaway? they would 100% go on a road trip to another state for a heavy metal concert! eddie is blasting music the whole way, him and ronnie stopping at every destination along the way and taking polaroids, eating at local restaurants, and what not. definitely take turns while driving so they can get a chance to sleep for a bit. once they get to the venue, they’re having a blast with the music, drinking, and just having a good fucking time. will definitely have sex in the van after the concert and then head home the next day.
54.) who’s more likely to carry the other to bed? obviously eddie. he will treat her like royalty!!!
56.) what do they do turn the other on/put them in the mood? all ronnie has to do to turn eddie on is just wearing a skirt. homeboy loses all form of self control when he sees her long legs like he is a goner. also when she really wants to be a tease, she'll sit on his lap in public and he just goes completely still and ronnie will just bat her eyelashes all innocently like she had absolutely no idea what she's doing to him. to turn ronnie on, if eddie is even wearing a smidge of eyeliner, she’s ready to tear his clothes off. and watching him perform too is something she never expected to be so hot and intense.
58.) who’s more likely to hold a grudge after an argument? well, it depends on the argument. they’re both stubborn, but i think eddie is a slightly more likely to hold a grudge. but when the argument is resolved on both sides, eddie lets it go immediately like he doesn’t hold on to it any more than necessary.
60.) who pulls the other closer when they’re sleeping? EDDIE!!!! HOMEBOY’S LOVE LANGUAGE IS PHYSICAL TOUCH!!!!
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What is the most annoying noise you can think of?
other people’s dogs barking all hours day/night, loud equipment especially like lawnmowers and stuff, baby talk (like adults doing it, not the actual baby), loud as fuck creaky doors/floors when trying to be quiet...
When you dance to a song do you dance more with your head or your hands?
head
Do you like the feeling of flour?
not really
Do you feel the water in a pool before you get in, or do you dive right in?
always feel and slowly wade in
Last time you walked around naked, or in a towel?
been a long time
Have you ever switched names with a friend, and made someone believe you?
no
Have you ever touched a squirrel?
no but my fiance wants to and wants to own one :P
Do you have a fear that’s sort of uncommon?
the dark...reason why I say it’s uncommon is for people my age (31 aka adults) it’s more common for kids and they usually grow out of it. mine is a literal like panic attack level phobia/fear.
Have you ever had your hands stuck together by glue, or something else?
I’ve had em tied together ;) but no
Whats better, candles or incense?
depends on the mood. love both and both have really good scents
How often do you make simple spelling mistakes?
barely ever I’ve always been an ace at spelling and grammar
Do you know anyone with a common sounding name but its spelled differently?
yeah a few...Jon without the H, Ronni without an E at the end, Alexzandra with a Z...
Which situations are you usually in, when u tend to zone out, or space out?
a lot actually cause my mind goes a mile a minute and distracts me easily or times when I’m triggered and distract myself by tuning out as much as I can...
In your school which was higher most of the time, the students or grades?
lol I didn’t really know many people so I’m sure they were all partying but I wouldn’t know personally, so grades
What letter does the state you live in start with?
P
Whens the last time you’ve smelled a skunk?
it’s been awhile but we have a lot of wildlife around here so you’ll smell em occasionally while driving
How many pets have you had in your life time?
oh god okay...umm 2 garter snakes, 2 hamsters, 3 guinea pigs, 2 parakeets,1 hermit crab, 3 cats, 2 dogs. and rarely ever were there that many all at once together, most were always split timing and places
Which teacher was the most hated in school?
nine times out of ten? everyone hated the vice principal or principal...sometimes office staff. but most of the actual teachers were cool as shit for the most part
Which parent do you get your eyes from?
mom
Do you currently have some kind of alcohol in your fridge?
unfortunately yes, half a case of his beer which I CANNOT TOUCH. PERIOD. and it’s driving me fucking nuts.
What kind of headphones do you prefer?
earphones, I’ll rarely wear noise cancelling headphones to really block out music more than earphones do but usually earphones especially in public.. headphones are always at home.
Whats the last thing you had to take responsibility for?
the usual...being a fuck up that should be dead a lonnnng time ago...
Do you ever untie your shoelaces, or do you just slip your foot in?
I rarely wear sneaks with laces, usually have slip ons but when I do have laces, I untie em when taking em off and tie em when putting em on
Do you have anything on your fridge?
umm a few magnets, nothing on top of it
If you added three years to your age, how old would you be?
34
Whats the cutest pair of pj’s you own?
I really don’t have PJs, especially like a set of em...usually just wear a shirt and boxers to bed
How easily do you get grossed out?
not by too much, it takes a lot to really turn my stomach
Would you rather be inside, or outside?
inside
Have you ever fallen asleep on a trampoline before?
no
How often do you roll up your pantlegs when your wearing pants?
only while at home and I’m overheating from one of my major illnesses to try and cool off..never in public
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umm still working really hard on midterms (i went to the store and got spiderman fairy light thingies) so now im gonna tell u about my very important studies (the other stuff i haveup next to my bed.) in very long list form bc i do not feel like taking a picture of it nd also its an ugly chaotic collection and its too much like me . and i think people would make fun of it .
technotooz's tag !!!! it is very beat up because i hate taking the tags off my stuffed animals (i cant explain this and also realized it was not common practice very recently and it shocked me) and so i had it on technotooz for like 7 months while i was taking him everywhere and his tag was getting smooshed . n e ways its super cool and shiny and pink nd i have it up because technotooz is my comfort object nd also SpIn. yippee <3
arctic monkeys logo ?!!?!this i painted this myself because thats howww i do things. it is up because i love the monkeys and their songs and musics and etc. yippee!
a picture of polar bears !? i love. bears especially polar bears. this picture was stolen from a calendar. yippee!!
a chain of . shiny things . this is up because i love shiny things and objects . it has shells and glitter and can tabs nd beads on it and its ugly and i love it. yippee !
minecraft logo ??!!! i love minecraft. it is my special interest so it is up becasue i like putting up pictures of myspecialinterests up on my wall so i can look at them. i got it from the tag of my stuffed piglin whos name is wilbur excalibur wiggles (we call him mr wiggles bc thats an absurd name for a piglin) . i got him for christmas and i love him lots and YIPPEE
red eyed treefrog poster . this poster is older than i am im pretty sure .it is cool and epic and i have it because frogs are my oldest SpIn and i love frogs. but poison dart frogs are actually my favorite not tree frogs. for the record. yippeeeeeee
moth tag. from my moth clementine it has a picture of her . she is a white moth stuffed animal my best friend got me for my birthday last year and i like moths alot so. yipeee!!!!
glow n the dark stars (2) these are stolen from a dance at my summer camp . i love my camp and my friends and etc and also glow n the dark stars are cool. YIPPEE!
rainbow flag sticker . i got this at my schools GSA which is a great little club where i feel better about my yucky school (its not that yucky of a school btw i live in a very good area. people are still mean sometimes tho.) and i am also. a gay person so yes yippee
spider man ..... this guy was cut out from spider man packaging for my spiderman lights. and its psiderman. and i love spider man. hes so me. so yippEE!!
ad for a squishmallow meet. it has the squishmallow logo on it and also i love squishmallows (they are. also a SpIn) so i put it up . YIPPEE
a lovely picture i drew of cwilbur and ctommy with belana the cow squishmallow and ronnie the cow squishmallow . call it a cross over episode ! i love my guys. also SpIns because. i have those. yes yes. YIPpee !
a wax seal from a little thing my friend made for me a while ago . the letter was a script from fnaf. 4 i think???? which is so yayy. ! i have it up to remind me that. i have friends ! yippeee!
coloring page of an asian black bear . i coloured it in myself btw. umm i love bears and moon bears. so thats why hes up. autism YIPPE
AND FINALLY . four of my squishmallows' tags. (purpled jack sage and belana. whose real names are piaxa jack skellington desmund and belana btw) i lov my guys. i put them on my wall yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!
side note. on other things on my wall: i have big lvjy lyrics from years ago (a drama in the futile a means to an end. and i do not know what song that isfrom tbh which is funny cuz ive listened to them all at least 500 times .) umm theres cat and mellohi made from old cds (which i may or may not have stolen from craft places . ) and also glow n the dark butterflies from when i was a kid. and star lights that were on sale last christmas. and ycgma, lemon boy, pebble brain, aya and two other albums i will not name which i painted like two summers ago. YIPPEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#very long post. i do not think it is . something people will read through but that is OKAY. its important for me.#it is . my blog where i express. myself. and sometimes i do that in ver ylong posts on topics which nopony cares about. which is okay !
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HyperNation News Update - The Crypto Ponzi Scheme Avenger
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Danny de Hek: I'm recording now. We're live. Rob.
Rob Woolley: Hi, my name's Rob. And your name is Ronnie. Oh, not the Hi Ronnie. AKA
Danny de Hek: Danny. Yeah. No, I'm Danny de Hek. Yes.
Rob Woolley: Yep. Sorry, we're starting this video a little bit late because Danny's head was so big. We had to widen the door to get him in tonight, where I shave my eyebrows.
Rob Woolley: He, he was in the New York Times yesterday. Was I? Yes.
Danny de Hek: What didn't you tell me? You told me. Oh yeah. Sorry. I woke up. Thought it was a dream.
Rob Woolley: So we are gonna be talking about everything, HyperNation, HyperVerse, HyperFund, Hyper HyperBole, even Hyper HyperBolic, whatever that is. Rhetorical devices, we're gonna use them all.
Rob Woolley: But actually what we are gonna do is I'm gonna ask Danny cuz I haven't been, I haven't been surfing the Hyper highway of news on what is all up to date on HyperNation in particular. So, Danny, Danny, Danny, Danny, Danny, what have I missed out on in the last four weeks? Well,
Danny de Hek: brace yourself. People are now living in the, in the EcoSystem.
Danny de Hek: No way. Nah, it's a joke. . No, that's such thing is it? I know.
Rob Woolley: Efi, do you know? Did I heard the other day I shot you? Not I heard the other day. Right? There's actually many HyperVerses. Even roadblocks, which my daughter plays is actually a not, No, not a, not a HyperVerse. A MetaVerse. Oh.
Danny de Hek: Well, I think I, I don't play games at all.
Danny de Hek: I hate games. And I think the gaming people have been doing the MetaVerse stuff for a long time. Mm. And I think the whole thing is bringing the, the 50 year old plus people into the gaming world, because I actually, when I listen to all the stuff that's going on with HyperNation at the moment, I actually, it sounds like a game.
Danny de Hek: And they've just bought themselves a ticket for an arcade
Rob Woolley: game. It certainly does sound like a game. I'm not too sure anybody's winning from that game so far, but HyperGame. It, it is. Yeah. It's a hope a it was like a squid game, but without squid. No, it's like a gambling. Yes. So any, Anyway, anyway, the last, the last I got involved, they, they were trying to get everybody their one X back.
Rob Woolley: Those people that had invested in HyperVerse, they were trying to get their one X back. And there was something about if you
Danny de Hek: they've, they've actually already started paying people back their one X. Did you know that that's what they've come out with? Seriously. Just in the last couple of weeks, they have now said that process has begun and everyone's going, Well, why haven't I got any money back?
Rob Woolley: So my, my understanding was, That you were gonna get paid back your initial investment, which personally I think is totally impossible. I can't see how they could possibly do that, but has, has that started about
Danny de Hek: six, seven weeks ago, they said that they will probably do something like produce some sort of coin.
Danny de Hek: And that probably is actually now the fact, and it's called Hyper bond.
Rob Woolley: So you paid cash Yeah. To get your initial membership, but people aren't actually gonna get paid
Danny de Hek: back cash. No. They, they've decided that they would pay out the rewards in another token that no one knows. And they get this, no one knows the value of this token
Danny de Hek: Yeah. Right. However you can do things with this token. Like what? Get into the next Ponzi scheme,
Rob Woolley: which is, Yeah. So let's let Wellnation or another thing,
Danny de Hek: So originally well, I spoke to a guy who invested 25,000, Yeah. $25,000 of his U S D T. He now has 200,000 plus HU dollars in his HyperVerse account.
Danny de Hek: Now they at one point were worth like $7 each on the exchange. I could be wrong, but around about $7 each. Today they are worth 0, 0, 0 0 1
Rob Woolley: cent. Is this the H V T?
Danny de Hek: No, this is h u I think. And then there was also H V T. Now I'm not genius on this and I could be saying things wrong, but originally when you went and put $25,000 into HyperVerse, that would give you $50,000 h u and then once, and that would be the, the reward money that grew each day.
Danny de Hek: And you would get your rewards and then you would transfer your HU into H V T HyperVerse token, right? Then all of a sudden HU started to be worth nothing. HyperVerse Token was also parallel. Nothing.
Rob Woolley: So HyperVerse token is H V T? Yeah. Yeah, because I know there's one you can go on, you can have a look online and it's worth like 0 cent or whatever.
Rob Woolley: Yeah.
Danny de Hek: Yeah. So is m o f molecular structure or something, or rather, So basically any coin that's been associated with Hyper capital, HyperFund HyperVerse has been pumped and dumped, and now they have Hian D. So what's that? Oh
Rob Woolley: H
Danny de Hek: and d. Yeah. And there's also an h and t now at the moment, people are accumulating, and I could be wrong, but I think I've got this right cause it is complicated that people are accumulating HyperNation d in the back end of HyperNation and that hasn't even got onto the market yet.
Danny de Hek: So there's no such coin on any exchange that people are getting accumulating their wealth.
Rob Woolley: So basically this token or dollar, cuz I know Yeah, right. There was an H and Dation dollar and Aian token, H and t and I think one went on an exchange or was launched when they did the launch or something like that.
Rob Woolley: But the thing that really interested me when I was watching that HyperNation launch is talking about white papers and yellow papers and basically nothing was gonna be starting until next year. Late, late next year, late 2023.
Danny de Hek: Can you imagine that You're an architect and you're gonna build a house, and then halfway through building the house, all right, nice house, the, the the bank says, Oh, by the way, we haven't got the plans of the house ready yet.
Danny de Hek: So that's the white paper. Mm-hmm. . And then once you've got these plans ready, you get an idea of the concept of your house. But then those white papers need to go off and they make yellow. So HyperNation hasn't even got a white paper yet, so it hasn't even got a plan of build or structure. And then even if it is like, you know how some designers go far out design and then it goes to the structural engineer.
Danny de Hek: The structural engineer goes, No mate, that's gonna cost far too much to build. So that's what the yellow paper is all about. So,
Rob Woolley: HIN nation's clean. If I, if I can interrupt you right there, the one thing that I find re really fascinating is that if you read up about HyperFund and what it was supposed to have done is you read up about HyperVerse and what it was supposed to have done and you're reading up now about Iation and what it's planning to do is that it doesn't really matter what iteration it is, they haven't done anything.
Rob Woolley: And yet there was a video where Ryan Zoo was saying that they were, I don't quote me on this, I could be wrong. A thousand developers working. What have they, what have they done?
Danny de Hek: Yeah, that was I think Hyper H Cash. And, and was he Well he didn't insinuate he said he had a thousand people. Mm. That was just December, 2021 cuz he was in Okay.
Danny de Hek: He was in Dubai with Brenda Ch Cal Patel and Keith Williams. That's right. And also Bitcoin Rodney. Right. And my opinion, they are HyperVerse and Hibernian and they were the people that I reckon they went to Dubai and they were planning this whole.
Rob Woolley: Yeah, I, I, well, I struggle with a lot of these concepts.
Rob Woolley: Yeah. And like, first of all, I struggle with the, the only real thing about crypto involved in any of these schemes is that if you want to get involved, you have to pay crypto, which is basically untraceable.
Danny de Hek: Yeah. A lot of people come to me and go, Well, why don't the police do something about it? Why don't we do a, a high court injunction?
Danny de Hek: And I just say, They've got the money. There's no proof. It's, I don't even know, I mean, you know, you can't go to court and say, I think they'd have to have proof.
Rob Woolley: I, I think you'd have to, like, a lot of people are quite critical, and I find it interesting about the regulation and about normal currency, but the advantage with regulation is that people who are investing in anything I protected and with normal currency there's a paper trail, you know, like, you know, where the money went from one account into another account.
Rob Woolley: Yeah. The moment that you're paying anything with crypto, you are paying into a crypto wallet and you have no idea who owns the wallet that you just, deposited money into, like, for example, , anybody who has become a member of any of the, any crypto scheme. Mm-hmm. you don't like, you didn't pay into j blog's account number, blah, blah, blah.
Rob Woolley: At certain bank you paid into a massive number. Yeah. And you have no idea who owned that number or who had access, you know, to
Danny de Hek: that number. Yeah. I'd like to go back actually to talk about the people that got stuck in HyperVerse, cuz I know there's lots of people who have lost a lot of money. So they've been playing around with them, basically saying they're gonna get their one times back.
Danny de Hek: And if you're not familiar with the one times theory, it's basically if you put a thousand dollars in, they're alleging that you're gonna get your a thousand dollars back. But they've created this coin called Hyper Bond. And the Hyper bond can only be used to gain entry into HyperNation. Now, to get into HyperNation, imagine going to a nightclub and there's a, what do you call those guys?
Danny de Hek: A bouncer outside. Yep. And he's decided to put a cover charge in just getting into the nightclub. So originally they told everyone that they could pay a hundred H U t U S D T to get a passport, which is labeled A N F T, just to get into the new platform. And if they did that, they could bring over?
Danny de Hek: No, no, they couldn't bring over. Cuz they had different levels and you could buy a purple NFT for $10,000 or a platinum NFT for a hundred thousand dollars, which mean you'd be a node and be in charge of making some of the big decisions. But the 10,000 NFD holders basically could bring their, their 20 levels over.
Danny de Hek: And I learned a lot about 20 levels just a wee while ago, which I'd like to share later on. I'm glad you did because it's amazing and I realize why they don't care that they're paying $10,000 for an NFT, but the hundred dollars NFT was like the nightclub the bouncers cover charge.
Rob Woolley: So my understanding is that there's a green box and a yellow box.
Rob Woolley: A purple and a platinum. So just for any viewers to keep up there. Not an expert on this. I
Danny de Hek: feel silly explaining it cause it sounds like a stupid thing. I know, I know. We don't, we don't believe this by the way. We don't believe this. We're just repeating what they're teaching people who are believing it in it.
Rob Woolley: A hundred dollars U S D T or U S D U S D T I think it is, is the green box,
Danny de Hek: which no green box I think is 125 or $130.
Rob Woolley: No, you could be right. You could be right. Is it 300 U S D T? Which is the yellow? No, you're
Danny de Hek: getting confused. I'll explain it. You, you listen. So if you were an existing member of HyperVerse Yeah.
Danny de Hek: You got a discount and you could get in Basical. For a hundred dollars with a yellow box. And then you could get ready and you'd sit there ready to be on the vessel, as they said, off to the Hyper HyperNation. Yeah. Yeah. And people that had got your ticket, no association with any of the Ponzi schemes beforehand who were fresh, they could buy, They let this green box drop and people could then pay, I think it was 125 for a green box and have the same privilege as a yellow box holder hat.
Danny de Hek: Except it was a little bit more. So basically, if you wanted to get into HyperNation and you believe that HyperVerse wasn't a company and you believe that I'm gonna go to HyperNation, you were getting a discount of 20% roughly the cause you had already been in HyperVerse. Okay. I
Rob Woolley: knew, I knew there was a 20% discount there somewhere.
Danny de Hek: I'll tell you that in a minute. Cause you haven't quite got it yet.
Rob Woolley: Yeah, yeah. No, I probably haven't. I, I totally agree. I probably haven't. I knew there was a 20% discount if you were moving from HyperVerse somehow to HyperNation. But the other thing that really blew my mind is talking about the gamers and the green box.
Rob Woolley: Mm-hmm. Is that I heard it suggested by one of the leaders that a gamer would have heard about the Hypo Nation community yet so excited. Mm-hmm. And they'd be going and paying 125 U S D T, which is around about 200 plus New Zealand dollars at the moment to have a. Yeah. And I, no one, no one would've a lot if you're a gamer, you could go out and buy the best game in the world and own it for less money than that.
Danny de Hek: Well, funny story, a lady I know accidentally bought two yellow boxes and then accidentally. Yeah. And you can only own one per person. And she said, I've
Rob Woolley: made a mistake. And they're not transferable
Danny de Hek: too. Yes. Well they wouldn't even refund her for making the mistake. Classic. Yeah. And I did sort of give her a hard time about why she did it, but anyway, she told me.
Danny de Hek: So I thought, don't let the truth get in way with a good story.
Rob Woolley: No. Right. Excuse me for drinking on online. It is sweltering hot here in the Danny de Heat. MetaVerse. It's the lighting, isn't it? Yeah. No's.
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this is sooo hard why would you do this to me. probably gonna change in 2 days but here is how i feel atm:
1. Keith - he just always looks amazing dunno what to say. 10/10
2. Ronnie - ok this one is biased because i feel like ronnie's style is the one i personally most vibe with. i wanna wear all of his fits so
3. Brian - absolutely love whatever Brian had going on aesthetically, he looked great, he was doing his own thing, personally not rlly my vibe as much as keith or ronnie but u gotta admit he looked cool
4. Charlie - i love his suits!!
5. Mick - i'm ngl my guy has made some questionable fashion choices. like he's absolutely made some great ones also and i love the whole androgynous thing obviously but sometimes i find myself asking does this actually look good, or is it just mick jagger? so as much as i love him i can't in good conscience put him any higher. most of the time i do love the fits tho don't get me wrong, just sometimes...
6. Bill - see i don't pay attention to Bill that much so i probably can't give an objective account compared to the others, although i will say he has had his fashion moments where i think he looks really good. but yh aside from those moments eh it's alright
7. Mick T - only putting him here because tbh i haven't seen enough of him to compare with the others. I rlly liked that hat he wore that one time tho
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i like... college and newly graduated professor ronnie. i especially enjoy when i decide to not be a malevolent god and give her a happy life instead of killing her off in year two... she’s in the chanel boots and she knows she can destroy lives so she might as well use that cut-throat instinct to further her career in a dangerously difficult path to go down.
#history majors have very few options!! she's lucky her main career goal is to teach bc thats one of the few things u can do#and there is a LOT of sexism in academia... ronnie can handle the intensity of the work she's made to do to 'earn her stripes'#but she refuses to do more than a man would strictly bc 'if you can't give me a proper reason why i have to do more than he does'#'just to earn the same position? i'll be having your fuckin' job sir'#an embittered and brutal veronica without anything to really stop her from going apeshit#bc lbr she already got away with the hardest thing in the world to get away with#after processing the guilt and displacing that onto jd (if this is not a verse in which her and posionedher are together forever) to survive#it gives her a sense of 'bitch what CAN'T i do???'#we either create a depressed guilt-ridden mess that can't survive under the weight of her trauma#or exactly the kind of person her parents expected to raise but Much Much Worse#WOW......... D Y N A M I C S#❝ - 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙉𝙊𝘾𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀 - 𝙋𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍 . / isms.#❝ - 𝙉𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙎𝘼𝙔 𝙉𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 . / wishlist.
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Since you showed up
<3
Paring- Kai parker and u
Summary- your boyfriend that you tried to leave hits you and Kai swoops in to save you… and it’s then you realise how much you like him.
Warnings- kissing, swearing, toxic relationship, mentions of blood, abusive relationship.
Series- tvd <3
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My hands both clung to the phone like it was for dear life holding it close to my ear while my tears flooded down my face. It was my life support.
“Hello?”. I heard the voice is wanted to hear for a long time answer and I sniffed so I could speak back to him.
“Kai…” i croaked quietly. “I need you”
Sat on the floor in the corner of my bedroom I waited for his response, some rustling and a woman’s voice came from the other side.
Muffled
“Kai where are you going? What about are date!”
“Y/n? Talk to me what happened….” he asked me, I could now here the wind meaning he had left where he was to go outside and speak to me. I took a deep breath checking under the door to make sure my boyfriend wasn’t listening.
“I’m sorry Kai, Ronny hit me - cut me, im losing a lot of blood I didn’t know who else to call- I just you were the first person I wanted to call…” “Fuck” Kai said under his breath. “I’m coming- I’ll be there as soon as possible, are you safe?” He asked me worriedly, but the anger in his voice was very obvious.
“I’m in my…”
“Y/n who the hell you talking to!”
My heart dropped as I heard the footsteps coming towards me. I could see under the door, his feet behind they were the only thing blocking the light. I felt sick but i couldn’t move I couldn’t do anything apart from hang up the phone and lie to Ronny.
If he knew I was talking to Kai, he’d hit me again.
I wanted out the relationship I did but- I couldn’t he wouldn’t let me.
“Y/n?!? Y/N what the hell is happening, are you okay?” Kai shouted distressed down the phone but I cut off the line in fear of Ronny coming.
The wooden bedroom burst open smashing on the wall.
CRASH
“Y/n? I’ll ask you again… who. Where. You. TALKING TO?” “Nobody I- no one Ronny” I shook my head trying to dry my eyes. He walked over looking down at me before crouching down in front of me. “Give me you phone”
He ordered.
“Why? I was just talking to myself I sware ron” I told him rising up and sitting on my knees. “Don’t try and sweet talk me… your bleeding quite a lot don’t make a mess of the floor use the bandage I gave you” he rolled his eyes lifting my shirt to see the hole.
“I did… it soaked through and onto my shirt too” I explained “I need a doctor ronny” I told him desperately pulling my top back down not wanting to look at it anymore.
“No hospitals y/n. I told you that, now hand over your phone” he told me again dragging me by my hair. I winced, I’d put my phone behind me so when he dragged me forwards, Ronny saw and picked it up.
He went straight onto my phone app and saw Kai’s name at the top and the time I’d called him.
“You lied to me! I’m your boyfriend y/n I love you your supposed to love me” Ronny threw me backwards and i hit my head on the wall.
Everything went fuzzy for a moment and the sound of his voice drowned out for a second,
“Why are you talking to other men?! Who’s Kai! Huh WHOS KAI Y/N”
Suddenly he was thrown against the wall at the speed of light. “I’m Kai” he smiled down at Ronny now having all the power, Ronny’s eyes lit up orange as he growled at Kai. I may have been human but I was tangled with the supernatural since I was a child I knew what Ronny was, kai too.
Kai threw him against the wall hard with magic holding him there while kai fed me his blood to heal my wound. “Thank you” I smiled crying my eyes out. “Y/n” Kai hugged me and put his hands threw my hair gently.
unlike Ronny.
“Been a while” he smiled at me looking into my eyes. “A month or two” I breathed feeling the pain completely go away. “Get your hands off my girlfriend you freak! What even are you”
Kai rubbed my shoulder reassuringly and then stood up to deal with Ronny. “I’m a Heretic, half vamp half syphon which” he smile sorting out Tommy’s collar while stilling having him pinned on the wall. He patted Ronny’s chest and then turned to me.
“Anything you’d like to say before I snap his neck?” Kai looked at me, I stood up feeling braver now Kai had shown up.
“Don’t kill him”
Kai looked at me confused.
“She loves me asshat” Ronny smirked at Kai. “No, I wanna say that you have to let me go now… I loved you once but I- you changed your grew to possessive to aggressive and protective and when I tried to leave you- you tied me up, you kept me in this relationship and life that I didn’t want and that’s not fair”
“You hurt and abused me, physically and mentally- blackmailed me but all I wanna do is leave now.” I explained holding back the tears “No your staying right here bitch! I love you! You love me YOU LOVE- *snap*”
His neck twisted all the way around and then looked back at us with…dead cold eyes.
“Kai- I didn’t want him dead…” I lied kinda, I just didn’t wanna see it happen.
“That chapter of your life is over y/n, come with me” kai put his hand out.
Not knowing what else to do I took his hand, Looking back at Ronny once more. I trusted kai, that’s why I called him.
His arms wrapped around my waist and he vamp sped off through the forest and at the back very secluded with no one around was Kai’s house , we landed at his mansion I’d never been here my self no one could reach it unless Kai was with them, it’s spelled and impossible to find.
“Kai… what are we doing here?” “Your staying until you feel better… do you wanna stay at your house back there?”. I shook my head. Kais hands were still on my waist, I wasn’t complaining.
Kai came into my life at a time I was happy with Ronny but now I wasn’t id really appreciated his looks. He was hot there was no denying it.
And the way he handled himself today, the way he protected me dropped everything to help me.
“Can I ask you something?”, Kai nodded while unlocking his door “did you leave a date to come and get me?” “Yes, it doesn’t matter that was just some slag I met a week ago- your important” he told me letting me inside, it was beautiful.
There were great big paintings hung everywhere and beautiful soft carpet covering part of the floor and a great big chandelier right in the middle. “I am?- even though we haven’t spoke in almost two months”
“yes y/n, your important to me” “w- what type of important…” I turned around and built up the confidence to look at him but Kai was already staring at me. In a roomful of art he was still staring at me.
“The type of important id risk my life and anyones life for… the type of important that would make me kill anyone I had to just to keep you safe” he answered. Perfectly.
I wasn’t sure if I was catching on to the… catch here but I walked over anyway. Lifting my self up on my tiptoes whispering…
“You sure you don’t wanna call back your date?”
“I was only on that date to get you out my head- that’s all I’ve been doing for two months y/n… I want you”
He closed the small gap between our lips. Sealing a kiss. A kiss if been dying to share with him since he showed up tonight
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#writing#imagines#fyp#kai parker fluff#kai parker imagine#kai parker#kai parker smut#kai parker fanfic#kai#tvd fluff#tvd imagine#tvd gifs#tvdu#the vampire diares imagine#the vampire diaries#tvd#tvd universe#writers on tumblr#short storys#netflix#kai x you#kai parker x reader#kai parker x y/n#y/n#trending#x you#tvd x reader#tvduedit#heretic#sociopath
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okay, one more shitpost before i log off because 400 things happened in my life today and idk if i can do much besides shout silly goofy things i think of into the tumblr void so here are some sonic characters as artists i associate them with! these aren't like headcanon singing voices it's just a thing my brain does, i'll make that post when i have a functioning brain. anyways...
sonic: artist vs poet
knuckles: kanye west
tails: owl city
amy: literally any rachel berry song in glee but in a good way
big the cat: waterparks idk don't ask
cream: kelly clarkson but like, the good shit. breakaway, my december... yeah. or clairo
rouge: megan thee stallion and other girlboss rappers but not Cardigan Bin i aint doin my bestie dirty like that
shadow: bruno major and not to be basic but mcr
omega: three days grace once again don't ask
espio: falling in reverse but also anything with ronnie i just made a post on this
vector: this might be controversial because he is a canonical music lover but i'm definitely getting classic jazz from him just as a whole
charmy: hmmcmdkdkddk 100gecs 💀
ray: that one dancing in my room song but also baby emo vibes like fall out boy and medium p!atd (pretty odd and doab vibes specifically)
mighty: hollywood undead or 3oh!3 ik he's a sweetheart but i give him a pass to like misogyny music because it does slap ngl
metal sonic: mother mother 🤭 do with this what you will
vanilla: abba or fleetwood mac but also sex pistols as a nancy spungen defender
jet: PIERCE THE VEIL ALL THE WAY
wave: penelope scott but she could definitely pull a paramore or new years day if she wanted. but also i hc her as a percussionist so also rush (RIP neil i love u so much). also doja and rico nasty and willow ok i need to stop picking favES ANYWAYS—
storm: the piano guys because he radiates cello energy
infinite: bring me the horizon i do not take criticism on this one
silver: ... ben platt BUT NOT JUST DEH STUFF LIKE, BEN'S MUSIC TOO and also undertale fan music
blaze: mitski... look i don't make the rules yes i do
eggman: definitely queen but also wham! and listens to the entire make it big album specifically for the interlude for that version of careless whispers (fave track is heartbeat tho)
mephiles: matt maltese and asking alexandria simultaneously
scourge: the cure and hyperaptive
bean: front bottoms but i can't explain why i'm sorry
cosmo: MITSKI LIKE BLAZE THEY CAN TWIN but also the macrobats
marine: florence + the machine
tikal: hozier but also dodie for some reason
fang: ...mccafferty
bark: arctic monkeys and this isn't because polar bear he just radiates those vibes
honey: banshee 🥰
shade: evanescence and i'll elaborate if someone reminds me
maria: girl in red
sticks: definitely stans gaga i don't make the rules yes i do i need to stop saying this
PS: i can't tag every character so i didn't tag sonic knuckles or shadow since their tags get a little more love so if you're seeing this bc i tagged your underrated fave i wanna say ily and i'm gonna try making more content for underrepresented characters and ships so if you ever have a rare request please lmk!!!🥺 i know what it's like to fave a lesser known or liked character so i've gotchu!!! and if your fave wasn't here like maybe helen or comedy chimp or lumina or merlina or whoever i can always make a part 2 because trust me, i have songs for everyone :")
#tails the fox#amy rose#cream the rabbit#big the cat#rouge the bat#e 123 omega#espio the chameleon#vector the crocodile#charmy bee#ray the flying squirrel#mighty the armadillo#metal sonic#vanilla the rabbit#jet the hawk#wave the swallow#storm the albatross#infinite the jackal#silver the hedgehog#blaze the cat#marine the raccoon#doctor eggman#mephiles the dark#scourge the hedgehog#bean the dynamite#bark the polar bear#fang the sniper#cosmo the seedrian#honey the cat#shade the echidna#maria robotnik
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OMG ur requests are open! Okay...so can u do a Harry Potter×fem!reader where Harry is readers best friend. She is maintaining a secret diary and Harry once finds it hidden *u put the place*. He thinks to tease u and flips the pages finding his name over pages to Find out u have been in love with him. HE ISNT SURE WHAT HE FEELS THO. He kinda likes u as well but maybe he wants to keep u safe or something. Or maybe he fancies Ginny and prefers u as his best friend.
I would keep it ur amazing imagination and ur talented writing.
PLEAAAASEEE CAN U DO THIS ONE!?
Also.. stay safe,stay happy!
Don't Read Diaries- Or Do.
Word count: 1k
Harry Potter x Fem Reader
Warnings: Angsty, Manipulation (Ginny's doing), Miscommunication, (Happy Ending), mini food fight. (tell me if I missed anything)
A/n: Omg first Request! This was pretty fun to write... I might've slipped an Easter Egg of myself in it- What I'm a narcissist/j I love Ginny to death I just made her mean to add plot convenience
Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House
Requests! Open!
(I'll write about anyone from Harry Potter! I'm desperate for ideas lol)
I walk out to the school courtyard, bag in hand searching for a place to sit. I see Harry, Hermione, and Ron laughing on one of the benches. Hermione sees me and waves me over. "Hey guys!" I greet and Harry pulls me in for a side hug. "Your out of Snape's class finally." He laughs and I feel my face warm from how close we are.
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We spent the day roaming the castle and now, here I am, in the library writing in my diary. I'm doodling Harry's name like some sappy teen romcom but for some reason its therapeutic after a long day. I hear rustling behind me and I shove the diary into the hidden compartment quickly.
"Oh hey Y/n/n." Ginny greets smiling. "Hey Gin." I laugh out, flustered from the fear of getting caught. "Watcha up to?" She asks and I grab a book quickly. "Looking for a book to study. Luckily I just found it." I lie and she looks at the book I'm holding. "What does 'The History of Pygmy Puffs' have to do with any of your classes?" She asks and I start packing it in my bag quickly. "Pop quiz ya know how those go." I breathe.
Harry's POV:
I'm doing homework in my dorm when I hear someone banging on the door. I open it to find Ginny holding a book looking like she's about to burst. "What?" I ask and she giggles. "You won't believe... what I found." She coughs out. She hands me the book and I flip through it. "T-this is Y/n's handwriting..." I stutter and she nods looking like she heard the funniest joke. "A-And this is her writing my name all over the pages..." I continue, a blush forming on my cheeks.
"Well it might not be your name." She says quickly. "Well who else has a H in their name that she knows? That's age appropriate of course." I ask and she thinks. "Well it doesn't have to be a name.... It could be Hufflepuff! Like that one guy Perri in Hufflepuff!" She states and I look at it confused. "Who would do that?" I ask and she shrugs. "I did hear her talking about a guy named Perri a few days ago!" She states and I look at the book upset.
"Take this back. You shouldn't take her things." I tell her angrily. "What's wrong?" She asks and I shrug. "Dunno. Can you bring it back now? I don't want her to get scared that her stuffs gone." I say and she shrugs leaving.
Y/n's POV:
I go to breakfast and see my friend group. I go to sit next to Harry but he moves in the way. "Can you sit with someone else today? I'm saving this seat for someone." He mutters and Hermione hits his arm. "Harry!" She gasps. He shrugs it off, staring at his plate. I nod slowly, backing away. "Yeah no problem. See you in class..." I mumble, walking over to another part of the table.
"Hey Y/n!" I hear Ginny chirp. I wave sadly. "What's wrong?" She asks and I groan, plucking my food sadly. "I think Harry's mad at me..." I whisper and she puts her hand on mine. "No! No... He's just processing." She tells me and I perk up confused. "Processing what?" I ask and her eyes widen. "Y-You don't know? I'd think he'd talk to you about it." She tells me and I cock my head. "He... Found your diary..." She says, looking bashful. "Oh..." I say quietly, holding back my tears.
For some reason I get angry. Why didn't he talk to me? Is it so bad I might fancy him? I get up, walking over angrily. "HEY POTTER." I half-yell, getting a small group of peoples attention. "Yes?" He asks annoyed and I grab his goblet of pumpkin juice. "Next time reject the girl instead of acting as if she did something wrong." I say after pouring juice over his head. He gets up angrily and grabs Ron's juice, having Ron whine with his mouth full. "Excuse me?" He asks. "You heard me." I answer defiantly.
"Aren't you going to stop this!?" Ron asks the three older years nearby, two being his older twin brothers. "Nope." Becca, Fred, and George respond. "This is too entertaining Ronniekins." Becca states, leaning back as the twins nod.
He pours his glass over my head and I gasp. "Well you shouldn't write in your diary so confusing and reject you? That's not my job! It's Perri's from Hufflepuff. Who writes like that?!" He spits back and I furrow my eyebrows. I grab a hard boiled egg and crack it over his head. "Well you shouldn't have read my diary! And who the bloody hell is Perri!?" I yell back.
He looks over at Ginny who looks horrified. "Your crush in Hufflepuff! The one I confused for myself." He replies, pouring his now cold oatmeal on my head. "What the bloody hell do you mean?! You're my crush Harry fricking Potter!" I yell back, pouring an unwilling Ron's applesauce on his head. "You like me!?" He asks and I nod angrily. "You like me?" He asks and I nod again. "Well why didn't you bloody say that?!" He asks, pulling me in for a messy kiss, I could taste the applesauce dripping from his hair that seeped down to his lips in the kiss. His hands tangled in my oatmeal-covered hair as I hold his face lightly.
We finally separate and I giggle. "What?" He asks smiling a goofy smile. "Perri from Hufflepuff? Are you an idiot Harry Potter?" I ask and he chuckles, placing his forehead against mine. "Only for you." He whispers and I feel my face heat up. He wipes his finger across my cheek and tastes the oatmeal. "I think you owe me a breakfast.... I think there's a good place at Hogsmeade." He tells me and I bite my lip. "Can I invite my friend Perri?" I ask and he laughs, throwing his head back.
"You owe me a breakfast too ya know." A very sad Ron states, Hermione smacking his arm in response. "Sorry Ronnie..." I giggle.
#HarryPotter#canon#Harry Potter Fanfiction#Harry Potter Fic#Harry Potter x Y/n#Harry Potter Story#hogwarts#gryffindor#hufflepuff#ravenclaw#slytherin#smut x reader#harry potter x reader#love#fanfiction#harry potter fanfiction#ChosenOne
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could u do one where the reader has had a rlly bad day and then ron comforts her with cuddles and then they fall asleep tgt but the reader has nightmares and wakes up to ron shaking her while she’s crying in his arms 👉🏻👈🏻 while he tells her everyth is gg to be okay
Home [Ron Weasley]
Pairing: Ron Weasley x reader
Summary: reader (any house) spends the summer in the Burrow because she’s running from where she thought was her home. But she’ll soon find out she has a new home.
A/N: thanks for the request! I’ve never written for Ron before, so I’m sorry if he feels out of character. Anyway, it’s a bit sad but also very cute, it has a somehow happy ending. Kinda inspired by Home (Edith Whiskers) because I was listening to it nonstop while writing.
PS: if you’re waiting for the rest of the fics from the HP Musical, it’s coming, guys, be patient. Gotta say the same for those waiting for their requests.
Harry Potter Masterlist || Musical Hogwarts Series
One of the best things about being Ronald Weasley’s best friend was the chance to spend summers at the Burrow. In your opinion, there was no more beautiful sunset than the one you, Harry, Ron and Hermione would watch from the top of the hill.
When you stayed at the Burrow, nothing could bother you. Not even Fred and George’s pranks, nor Percy complaining you all were too loud. Not even having to help Mrs Weasley out was a problem.
Last week, before you came to stay with Ron, you and your mom got into a big fight. She had got herself in a deal that you could not forgive her for. Your mom was now the newest Death Eater in town, and you could not believe she would side with the Dark Lord.
It wasn’t like you hated your own house.
Well, perhaps you weren’t very fond of your mother — that was one of the reasons you were “hiding” at the Weasleys.
But she did, and so that meant that your house was no longer your home. You couldn’t stay one more day there, living with such a dark witch, so you asked Ron if you could crash there for the rest of the summer. You didn’t tell him why, though.
Somehow the Weasley’s place was your only home left. Deep down, you knew why, but you didn’t want to admit — it wasn’t just the Burrow that made you feel like home. It was Ron.
“I think you kids should go to bed,” Mrs Weasley said, speaking in that way that only she knew how. It could sound like a suggesting for inattentive ears, but the truth was it was a command.
The boys complained, slowly getting out of the couch, scared of what their mom could do to them. Hermione looked at you with a tired smile, and without a good-bye, she and Ginny headed to the room you three were sharing.
You careless delayed your leaving, too scared to let go of Ron. Sure, it was not the first time he was laying on you tummy, but, every time he left, it felt like he wouldn’t come back.
He finally got up, stretching his arms up and fixing his jumper, letting you take a quick glimpse of the abdomen. He is taking his Quidditch practice way too serious, you thought, analysing marks that weren’t there before.
Ron looked back at you, still laying on the couch and offered you a hand you gladly accepted.
You two walked up the stairs, side by side, which was quite hard, but neither wanted to say good-night yet.
Ron stared at Ginny’s door room, which was closed. You followed his glance, breathing hard. Fred and George passed you two, and for the first time that week, they didn’t comment on it.
“Well, good night, y/N,” Ron said, pressing his lips together.
You stared from the door to him, scared to say something you would regret.
“Can I...” you swallowed hard, moaning already but Ron eagerly waited for you to finish your sentence, “...sleep with you tonight? I promise not to make a sound.”
Ron quickly smiled, and he had to tell himself to stop being so happy. It was a habit of you two to sleep in the same bed since you were eleven, so he had to remind himself that for you that probably was just a simple request.
But, by Merlin, for Ron, your request was practically his salvation.
“Sure, follow me before mum catches us,” he said, and you giggled, immediately reaching for his hand. When you touched, both felt something like an electric shock running through each nerve ending, dissipating heat throughout their bodies.
Harry was already there, and upon seeing his two best friends walking in and holding hands, he smiled before hiding himself under the covers.
Harry knew that you two fancied each other and he thought it was pretty stupid that none of you had the balls to confess it. But he wasn’t gonna be the one to ruin the moment.
Since you two were in your pyjamas already, there was not much more to do then to get under the covers yourselves and sleep. But who could warn your heart to slow its beats? It felt like you were in a bloody party!
Ron wasn’t doing much better either, squeezing himself in his bed so it could fit both of you. It was supposedly a single bed, only larger — a magic trick that the twins cast that went wrong, but for Ron, the spell had gone very very well.
“Hm, y/N?” Ron whispered in the darkness.
“Yes?” you were wondering if he could hear your heartbeat.
“Can I hug you with an arm? I’m too close to the edge,” he muttered.
You smiled in the dark, happy that he wouldn’t be able to see how much glad you were that he was about to squeeze you in his chest. His hot, callused hands found your waist with such delicacy that you never imagined Ron would have.
In a second, your face was on his chest, and you could feel his heartbeat as fast as yours. But both were slowly coming to a less quick rhythm.
“Sleep well,” you whispered to him, moving your head slightly just so your voice could find his ears better.
“I will,” he whispered a minute later, hoping that you would be too sleepy to remember.
Your last memory before giving in to the dream was Ron running his fingers through your scalp, and all you could think was how nice it was.
***
“Shhh, y/N, it’s okay!” Ron kinda whispered-shouted in your ear, holding your arms. “Please, wake up, you’re safe!”
You could feel his hands grasping your arms, but you couldn’t manage to open your eyes.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” he whispered again, kissing your forehead.
It was finally then when you woke up — scared, confused, sweaty.
Ron saw your eyes spark in the dark and he hugged you, placing a hand in your scalp and bringing you close to your chest.
“You scared me,” he said.
“What-what happened?”
“You had a bad dream, I guess. I woke up to you screaming ‘mum, it’s me, please don’t hurt me’ or something like that,” he informed, pulling you away to see your face. “Crazy nightmare, huh? Scared of your own mother,” his tone suggested he could be siling, but in the dim, you just couldn’t tell.
Ron noticed how quiet you were after his comment.
“y/N? Are you and your mom okay?” he asked, placing a hand in your cheek at the exact same time a tear fell from your eyes and wetted his hand. “What is it, princess? You can tell me.”
You tried to fight the tears, and Ron helped, trying to clean them up.
“My mum and I... the reason I came here without days’ notice—”
“—you never need to give a notice,” he interrupted.
“— is because my mum told me what she had done,” you kept going, scared that if you stopped whispering, you would give up. “She’s with the Death Eaters, Ron. She’s one of them now.”
Ron tried hard to keep himself together for you and not to scream because of Harry. “She what?”
“She said she wanted to protect our family, going to the winner side,” you kept telling. “Winner side, can you believe that? That woman is bloody stupid.”
He revived when you came in, a couple of days ago, with a big smile in your face, no sign of sadness. How you hugged him — yes, this time a bit longer, but he thought he was imagining it.
Ron didn’t know what to say.
Really, what do you say to someone who had a death eater for a mom? If Molly told Ron she was a Death Eater, what would he do? He had no idea, but he would be probably way more freaked out than you.
The fact that you were having just some nightmares about the whole thing and not running around, cursing everyone, only made Ron realise how much special and strong and brave the girl he was in love with was.
By Merlin, did he have to realise it now?
“It’s gonna be okay, y/N,” he said, not sure if it was the right thing to say, but pulling you close anyway. “We’re gonna find a way to save her. Talk some sense into her.”
“She has the mark, Ronnie. She showed it to me,” you sighed, hugging him tighter. You needed it — you would, and you have always needed it, but now you had an excuse for it.
“Doesn’t matter, princess. She’s gonna realise the mistake she’s made, and she’ll come around, and the Order will help protect her,” he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. “And if she doesn’t come to her senses... we’re not gonna hurt her, I promise. I’ll make sure of it.”
You faced up, meeting his sparkling eyes in the dark.
“But, Ronnie, what if she hurts me?” your question was barely audible, you were scared to even say something like that.
“She won’t. I won’t let her,” Ron muttered, kissing your forehead. “She’ll have to kill me first.”
Still looking into his eyes, you finally smiled. Not happy, but hopeful. You had Ron, and he was all you ever needed. He was your home, your best friend.
“I love you, Ronnie,” you whispered in a quick moment of bravery. You were not worried he wouldn’t feel the same, you weren’t worried if you were dumb to say such a thing.
But, as your home, he had the right to know. If it came to you, you could spend whole days telling him how much you loved him.
His eyebrows shot up, surprised at what he had heard. Somehow, Ron knew that you meant that you loved him as a woman loves a man, not as simple friends. He knew because of your hearts beating in the same rhythm, the exchanged looks causing goosebumps and colouring the cheeks, and the touches leaving trails on the body.
“I love you too, princess,” he whispered back, and all your worries suddenly disappeared.
Ron was in a sudden peace. He knew you weren’t going anywhere. You were his and he was home too.
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