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bizlybebo · 2 days

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YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY HII ANONNN

this is such an awesome fucking ask to get. ouguohigohoh i’m about to RAMBLE

plspls let me know if the post doesn’t minimize so i can add a “read more” thing i don’t wanna clog peoples dashes

I’ve really only watched PD and Riptide so. take these ^__^ (SPOILERS UP TO RIPTIDE EP109 AND UP TO PD S2 EP19)

Riptide:

- Chip tried to teach Gillion sign language, but he was very confused at first. He didn’t get it because signing “sun” didn’t make a literal sun, etc. He even thought they were magic spells/incantations at one point. Eventually, though, Gill finally understood them— most prominently, the sign for “I love you”. He signed it to Jay during that moment in ep 53, and Chip found the slightest bit of strength during that moment in 109 to curl two fingers in and sign “I love you” to his crew, with what he thought was the last of his strength.

- Mae (May?) Ferin has very curly hair, which was brown but greyed with age. Jay got the vibrant orange hair from her father, but in my brain she has the curls from her mother, and to me that symbolizes how she strikes a balance between being a Ferin and being her own person, following what her mother wants for her (which is just to be happy).

^^^(Ava Ferin had the same hair as her father. She was the spitting image of what a navy captain was meant to be. She was like a mini Jayson growing up.)

- All the Ferins have wings. That’s it. Jayson’s, Jay’s, Ava’s, etc. are white, slightly blue-ish feathers. Drey’s wings are brown and black. His wings are pretty out of shape now, he can’t really fly anymore, but he can still lift them enough to put them over Jay’s, or Ollie’s, or Finn’s shoulders, and it’s like a blanket. He does it to Earl sometimes just because Earl hates it lmao

- Gillion has very long hair and prides himself on all the ways he can braid it into the traditional styles of the Undersea. It’s a slightly different way of braiding than on the oversea, though, so he taught his way of braiding to Jay, who taught her way of braiding to him. They also taught Ollie. who does Drey’s hair for him and occasionally Chip’s if he can be convinced.

- Hair is also a very sacred thing in the Undersea— one only cuts their hair when they have lost a battle, and so long hair is very respectable. When Gill first was exiled to the Oversea, his hip-length hair got cut very short, up to his chin. It grew out gradually over the campaign, but he tried to cut it after the events of 53, only being convinced not to by Jay when she fully understood why he was doing it. Gillion prides himself very much on his hair.

- Jay is dyslexic. In the Feywild, during that one segment, she lost the ability to read because the magic was preying on one of her insecurities, in a sense. Dyslexic Jay the headcanon i truth most.

- Chip has mild apraxia. It’s real to me.

- Also all of albatrio has/had speech impediments cause I said so. Gillion has rhotacism, Jay has a stutter, and Chip had a lisp growing up which still slips out occasionally.

-Joke headcanon that slowly became real to me: Gillion did Chip’s top surgery in ep 15

Prime Defenders:

- MORE SPEECH IMPEDIMENT HEADCANONS CAUSE I LOVE PROJECTING !! Dakota has a lisp/stutter, and Ashe has a general speech disruption. Ashe also has selective mutism ^__^

- To me, Summer and Cantrip had an enemies to lovers sideplot in early to mid season 2. I think Doug probably mentioned how when he was a villain, he worked with this girl Cantrip, who was Ruby’s sister, and Summer got curious and was like “damn. I wonder where she is now” and sought her out to try and talk to her. And literally their early dynamic was Jade going “kys” and Summer being like “i can fix her!!!”

- Xavier and Jade are mlm wlw hostility. Summer and Doug are mlm wlw hostility. Not reaaaally a headcanon but i had to say it.

- William’s family was very religious growing up. He also came from one of those small, Southern hunting towns and so he has the accent and everything (moomin infected my brain with this one <3).

- The PD season 1 finale took place a few days before Halloween, and the four of them had matching costumes planned out together but never did get to wear them.

- Also, to me, the greyscale arc takes place on or very close to Christmas.

- Dakota didn’t really celebrate his birthday nor Christmas for many years because of how lonely those holidays got for him— he didn’t really get a very good birthday/xmas after the events of the Resurgence. However, Tide didn’t know this and got him a birthday gift once, and Dakota ugly cried while hugging him.

- Shockwave was transmasc. He means the world to me. (Also why Tide is such a good hashtag ally)

- Dakota is very scared of spiders for no apparent reason. Whenever they show up he jumps up onto a table or onto Ashe’s back and tries to fight it off with a broom. Ashe is the one who has to take care of it.

- Gender straight up Isn’t Real on Fauna. Vyncent is literally genderless but nobody asked him when he got to Prime so he literally just went along with being he/him’d and didn’t really mind. (this one’s from arachnid lmao)

- Doug and Summer are queerplatonic that’s it that’s the post

- Ashe is a natural blonde, just like Mark, but bleaches their hair. Everyone was fucking shocked to find out about this

- Lightspeed and Wordsmith are also mlm/wlw hostility. real and canon to me

this is literally just the first ones off the top of my head i have so many but i’ve been writing this post for nearly an hour so i think i’ll cut it off here ^__^

#vixen rambles #vixen answers #the PD rambles got LONG and not super comprehensive sorru </3 #jrwi #jrwi riptide #jrwi pd #prime defenders #jrwi headcanon

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cobaltfluff · 10 months

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"Being in the snow with my lover like this immerses me in a special feeling. I like it."

#sk8 the infinity #art tag #i am NINE years late to this meme lmaoooo #but i think we should bring back old memes for new fandoms #and besides some younguns probs dont even remember or know the old stuff we must do our duty #also it is approaching the peak of summer where i am living #this is not seasonal in the slightest LMAO #but I'll dedicate this to the southern hemisphere crew #also it's very contrived to fit the original meme #they're in toronto on holiday i guess #though idk where langa is actually from #lmao in hindsight i could have just done a place in northern japan but like #im DUMB OK

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sophfandoms53 · 4 months

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I recall being told that by the time I got to the finale we’d know where Prime fits into the games canon timeline and uh… that did not happen so…

Is this still canon or not bc the show did not clarify anything, or like did i miss a detail or something 😭

#this still fits nowhere😭#it was not made clear in the slightest bro #i swore ian said this would make sense #and i do not see it LMAO #rt i prefer this being noncanon #bc its very fun as its own thing #we dont need everything to connect #but im still lost bc we were told otherwise #sonic the hedgehog #sonic prime #sonic prime spoilers #sonic prime season 3

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crimsonkenjii-writes · 7 months

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Good morning, baby~😏💕

Good morning!! ♡ I woke up late and had to quickly run to watch the new episode but…

skrREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

My mans. My man’s so attractive. Why did my pussy clench when I saw him that angry. He’s so strong. Please take it out on me Nanami Kento 🙏🧎‍♀️

God and look at those shoulders…. He’s so big….. aaaaahhhh 🫠🫠

#I…. im crazy #literally malfunctioning #they animated it so beautifully #🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤#I’m shocked #bc I usually don’t like the whole angry thing #bc I’m sensitive and would literally cry if they looked the slightest bit angry towards me #BUT NANAMI KENTO!!!!! there’s a tsunami between my legs #he can take his stress out on me anytime anywhere #and pull my hair #god just imagine this muscles of his flexing as he fucks hard into you…..#*those #hasahh aaah… heeehhee 🤤#sorry I’m done being crazy lmao!!#crimsonkenjii answers #jjk spoilers #jjk season 2

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stopiwanttotalkaboutcheese · 2 years

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ok but does “should i stay or should i go” bringing will back from the mind flayer in s2 vs. “running up that hill” bringing max back from vecna in s4 prove that the duffer brothers actually??? did???? have a plan?????

like damn i probably shouldn’t be so surprised but ig i am lmao

#on the other hand i wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest if that was a total accident lmao #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things 4 #stranger things spoilers #st4 #stranger things 4 spoilers #max mayfield #will byers #duffer brothers #the duffer brothers #should i stay or should i go #running up that hill #vecna stranger things #vecna #mind flayer #the mind flayer

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izzy-b-hands · 7 months

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well, they finally called just as i was starting to write Stede [redacted for fic spoilers] on Izzy's [redacted for fic spoilers], and...

somehow i now have an in person interview with them tomorrow afternoon (im gonna have to take a lyft out there but eh. more practice, right? if i don't wind up cancelling it bc it was. not bad, just kinda unprofessional to me how this went overall, but I'm gonna chat with Housemate abt it before I do anything like that to get a second set of eyes on it all.)

Back to writing Stede living my dream for now tho, bc i have a scheduled call with mum in a few hours as my next event and i need to keep my spirits high

#text post #idk why i even agreed to it i think i just didn't wanna tell her no?#idk i hate these things and trying to handle them when ppl won't show even the slightest bit of respect or care back for your time #plus it's 'family owned' with three businesses in it (two of them seasonal) and they want me cross trained in all three like #that aint what your job listing said nice bait and switch lmao #whatever I've got thoughts of leather and izzy i need to address via stede brb aksnfjgntj

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ahalliance · 1 year

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the life series hasn’t even started yet ive already seen someone harp on about ‘c!scar getting GOOD friends this time round, unlike LAST time with GRIAN!’ your meow meow would throw you off a bridge in exchange for half a stack of pretty wood

#as he should tbh!#no but it got annoying rly quickly when people started applying morals to the players last season 😭#like genuine threads on why c!grian was a terrible person and slagging him off #while meow meowing scar to death in a completely serious manner #if you’re coming from a place of character analysis then u have to acknowledge that . these are characters . not real people #they act like real people (especially since this is in large part roleplay based somewhat on real people . but again if you’re looking at #this from a character analysis angle) but for the purpose of the narrative They Are Not . lmao #you whining about how x character is being a terrible person isn’t the point <3 if none of them were in the slightest bit terrible there #wouldn’t be a story at all ffs #conflict and (complex) characters interacting drive the intrigue it literally cannot function without it #jay rants

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waterberry-strawmelon · 2 years

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now that ive finished TAZ Graduation, i’m actually surprised to say that I think the finale battle was even better than the finale battle in Amnesty!

#Grad is my least favorite of the first three seasons by a long long shot #BUT it did have some high moments and one was absolutely that finale episode. Pretty fuckin great.#so glad I didn’t listen in real time tho cuz I’m sure I missed a hell of a lot of people shitting unfairly on Travis’ DM skills lmfaooo #Like I didn’t particularly love him as a DM either but with the way online fandom communities tend to go feral over the slightest thing #they were probably foaming at the mouth #And there’s a reason most fanart and animatics I see for taz grad is from the first 10 eps or so lmao. Means a lotta ppl just stopped #listening entirely and honestly? you do you and all that but if u do it in a way that’s rude then fuck off lmfao #Anyway. Anyway. I love being a huge taz fan and just not interacting with the fandom whatsoever #Lets me make my own fun :)#taz grad #taz graduation #the adventure zone graduation #mine #just some thoughts

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letitrainathousandflames · 2 years

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Nineteen degrees. This is it, I'm gonna freeze to death.

#our houses are not insulated in the slightest bc tropical hellsummer most of the year #also haha no one has fireplaces or central heating here lmao #also we are close to the beach in the middle of polar wind season #AAAAAAA #IM WEARING TWO COATS AND ONE OF EM HAS FUCKIN' GLOVE-SLEEVES #STILL. COLD.

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samuel-de-champagne-problems · 1 year

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OH MY GOD SPENCER GOING INTO WORK WITHOUT A WORRY IJ THE WORLD JUST AS USUAL AND EVERYONE IS STARING AND SNICKERING AND HES LIKE “what what what happened” and lil baby boy got treated so right he forgot you left hickeys all over his neck.

ahhh YES!! okay this will be very self-serving bc i am season 1 spencer's actual wife (sorry if that sounds conceited lmao) Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (16+ for making out/suggestive themes)

Elle, Penny, and Morgan were always talking about their conquests, much to Hotch's chagrin. They learned to save the more risqué conversations for the bullpen when Hotch is cornered by Strauss and other higher ups.

Naturally, the conversation alway ended with playfully teasing Spencer for never having any stories about his conquests because he's knee deep in a Monday morning crossword puzzle while they talk about their late Friday nights.

Till one night, Spencer has a late night of his own. It was months in the making, Spencer still spent a lot of the time researching old cases and solving cold cases on his own in the archives department. It took him nearly three weeks to stop blushing every time he walked by your desk because you're either smiling up at him, eager to talk to him about the latest book you've both read or writing notes to slip into the stacks and stacks of paperwork from old cases he asks you to xerox.

Finally....finally. He builds up the courage to ask you out on a date. And of course it goes spectacularly. He's so charming, so perfectly handsome and sweet. It takes a couple dates for the physical aspect to meet up to the emotional aspect. But Spencer would go feral the first time you made out. You would sit yourself in his lap, loving the soft pressure of his hands on your waist.

He would be so whiny when you place your hands on his jaw, guiding him up for a kiss. Spencer would have the softest, most kissable lips that would turn so red and swollen from the slightest bit of kissing. He would be so eager, whimpering at every little touch you give him. It would boost your confidence to the max hearing him, seeing him get so flustered and eager.

Since Spencer needs some more time to adjust to the physical aspects of your relationship he would be thrilled just to mess around on the couch and then fall asleep in soft pjs wrapped up in blankets together.

Unfortunately for Spencer, he failed to realize that he didn't wear a shirt that covered the plethora of marks on his neck and collarbone. He shed his scarf, giving Derek and Elle a quizzical look when the wolfwhistle at him. He would roll his eyes, prepared for their sibling-like teasing.

"Well, well, well. Looks like the boy genius finally swiped that v-card." Elle teased, nodding Spencer's way and throwing Derek a teasing look.

"Finally, dude." Derek would say, walking over to clap Spencer on the back. "I hope you tipped her well."

Spencer would be fuming, unable to stop himself from turning red with embarrassment at Elle and Derek’s teasing. If he had a sliver of confidence he would describe in great detail exactly what happened last night, including how his girlfriend has the same marks under her turtleneck.

But Spencer isn’t a very confident man. Instead, he would have to let fate play out in his favor. Before Elle could get another quip out or Derek would snicker again, you came rushing in baked goods and coffee in tow.

“Spence! Ah,” you said, rushing towards Spencer’s desk ignoring his coworkers curious glances, “you rushed out before I made coffee. And breakfast” you placed the muffin, blueberry and lemon and the travel mug of steaming black coffee on his desk with a smile.

“Thanks,” Spencer said, bashfully looking around at Derek and Elle’s surprised faces. You kissed his cheek, the red sting of embarrassment burning into his cheeks.

“You’re going to need that coffee. We were going at it all night.”

Spencer’s eyebrow raised with worry as he saw Elle and Derek swap curious glances. Fear flooded your face, eyes full of embarrassment and regret as Spencer’s eyes melt into an unfamiliar confidence.

He placed his hand against your hip, pulling you in close for a quick, chaste kiss. He smiled too much, the kind of smile that threatens to make his muscles ache.

“Morgan, Elle, I want you to meet, Y/N. She’s the department librarian. And my girlfriend,”

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fluff

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allfortheslay25 · 17 days

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I’ve been avoiding tumblr so I can know absolutely nothing about the sunshine court (slightest details feel like spoilers to me) (I wanna go in completely blind)

Also, art block has been a real mean bitch. I can’t finish anything

I do feel like I’ve neglected y’all tho since I’ve been workin in my sketchbook and I don’t post those doodles here

So here’s some wips!

I recently watched Jennifer’s Body and my sister wanted me to draw Allison as Jennifer (Allison’s Body AU for the wip?👀)

I saw that ppl were making aftg ocs so I wanted to try sharing some of my own (y’all know I’m crazy about making ocs) I was gonna draw one or two from each of the teams (original teams and canon teams) but I only got so far

First guy is Achillesz, captain of the Fennecs (originally known as wild dogs) Eris, striker for the Ravens 2023 (I was thinking of changing her to goalie) and Marlynn, dealer for the Hyenas

I was also going to draw one of my Foxes but again, art block is killing me

Drawing Milo looking in the mirror vs when he’s older (older vers wasn’t saved cuz again, art block)

Hazbin designs for the Twinyards (not an AU!)

I did it for fun, not an AU yet. All I’ll share about it is that Andrew died in that car crash with Tilda and Aaron over dosed afterward

These are the only prototypes I actually saved. Final designs will definitely be different

Nicky sticker for the sticker sheet wip

My sister recently rewatched Bridgerton in preparation for the new season and she asked me to make an AU but with Milo and his future partner. She wants Milo to be Daphne so I was redrawing a scene (I can’t show the full redraw yet )

Here are some things my sister decided for the AU

- Milo is Neil’s son from a past relationship

- Neil and Andrew have multiple kids (but not as many as the Bridgertons actually do)

- Andrew died in an accident (no bee because I convinced her not to)

- Jean plays the role of Lady Danbury

- Kevin is Queen Charlotte lmao

- Milo is the diamond of the Exy season

#aftg #all for the game #art #doodles #fanart #wip #oc #oc art #milo josten #andrew minyard #allison reynolds #Miloverse #aaron minyard

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rafescurtainbangz · 4 months

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College Baseball JJ...

♡ who you met in the library after he was forced to go to study table. A week of shameless flirting later, he had you backed up against the bookshelf, fingers tangled in your hair as you exchanged your first kiss.

♡ who snuck you onto the baseball field after dark on your first date. The two of you, hid out in the dugout, talking and getting to know each other until the sky lightened.

♡ who waited two more days until the 12th to ask you to be his girlfriend because 12 is his lucky number, and he didn’t want to fuck this up.

♡ who was forced to stop smoking during the season; stealing shotgun kisses off your lips instead because “those don’t count, princess.”

♡ who didn’t think you could get more beautiful until he saw you in a jersey and jean shorts, watching him from the stands.

♡ whose walkout song is “Do You Believe In A Thing Called Love” because it was the karaoke song you chose for him on your first date at your dingy college dive bar.

♡ who's fully aware that you drool over his ass in baseball pants, snickering to himself as you squeeze, slap, and pinch his butt every time you walk by.

♡ whose pregame ritual consists of the two of you driving around, listening to music, JJ’s ultimate distraction in the best possible way.

♡ who knew you were annoyed when a few other girls wore a jersey with his number even though it meant nothing. JJ, gifted you his Kildare Jersey instead with his last name on the back.

♡ who can always count on you to make a cute sign and cheer for him.

♡ who still goes surfing when he can. Making it a point to teach you, the two of you taking trips down to the OBX to get away and surf together.

♡ who doesn't care that you don't sit next to the other girlfriends; happier that you're right against the fence.

♡ whose post-workout and post-game showers include you.

♡ who craves close, submissive sex after a loss and rough, dominant sex after a win. Sometimes, the two of you don't even make it out of the parking lot without him taking you in the backseat of his Bronco, flipping his hat backward before attacking your lips.

♡ who calls you right after every away game, rambling excitedly or bitching profusely.

♡ who loves taking you to MLB games, dimples popping in his cheeks as he smiles, seeing you enjoying yourself as well. How could you not? Three hours together, nothing to do but sit back, drink a few beers, and eat some snacks. His arm’s wrapped lazily around your shoulder, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

♡ who'll randomly send you a new song on a long bus ride because it made him think of you.

♡ whose been razzed a few times for getting a little too distracted when you show up to the field.

♡ who races to his phone post-game when he’s out of town because he loves when you send him nudes. You didn’t know he loved them so much until you didn’t send them. JJ texted you instantly, asking where the hell they were:

JJ: titties immediately

JJ: A few extra to make up for my hurt feelings

JJ: And one in my home jersey. No panties or bra

JJ: On my bed. Mirror shot so I can see that ass

Me: Anything else Jayj lmao

JJ: woah seriously?

JJ: Show me how wet you are.

Me: You’re such a slut Maybank

JJ: for you

Me: I love you

JJ: Love you more

♡ who teases you for wearing his baseball sweatshirts and sweatpants more than him. JJ, usually tossing it back in the closet after you’re done with it, getting a few more wears out of it until your perfume wears off.

♡ whose tan is even deeper than before; his blonde locks brightened from the sun and the slightest farmer’s tan. JJ usually practices without his shirt, just a pair of baseball pants and a hat.

♡ who’s obsessed with his post-game massage from you, which almost always turn into sex.

♡ who pitched the benefits of strip studying and its positive effects on education. Which is coincidentally his favorite studying tactic. Admittedly, he wouldn't have made it through the school year without you. And he lets you know that often.

♡ who brings you to every baseball party, the two of you, usually found at the beer pong table. He swears up and down you’re his lucky charm. And, you make a hell of a team, usually celebrating a hot streak of back-to-back wins with sloppy bathroom sex.

♡ who made sure you were center-field on Family Day because he finally had someone to give roses to.

♡ who almost creamed his pants when he saw your barely there panties with an embroidered #12.

♡ who'll call you from his hotel room

if he's on the road for phone sex or

just to fall asleep because he doesn't

like being without you.

♡ who plans on proposing to you one day in that same dugout when the time is right.

Here’s a college hockey one for Rafe

Taglist: @imyourdaninow ♡

#jj maybank imagine #jj maybank moodboard #jj maybank one shot #jj maybank smut #jj maybank baseball #jj maybank x y/n smut #jj maybank x y/n #Jj maybank college #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x smut #jj x reader #jj x y/n #jj x you #rudy pankow x reader #rudy pankow smut #outer banks smut one shot #outer banks smut

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genericpuff · 9 days

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Once you're done with season 1, will you ever consider doing the rest at some point?

Oh, I have the entire start to end of Rekindled planned, it's not gonna just stop entirely once we finish with the stuff we're retelling from S1! That said, around the "S2" mark (actually closer to end of S1) things start to diverge more from the original plot, using what we're establishing now as a baseline but focusing it a lot more than what happened in LO S2 (Persephone isn't gonna be playing golf with diamonds while she runs from the law in this retelling lmao).

S3 of LO is off the table entirely, that season didn't even need to exist IMO and rewriting it wouldn't be fun for me in the slightest LOL Though there are things that were established in S3 that are present in Rekindled (ex. Hypnos) but it's only small stuff I can make work with the present plot, I don't want to try and attempt to work in the mess of a plotline that S3 of LO has been 🤣

#ask me anything #ama #anon ama #anon ask me anything #lore rekindled ama

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dem-obscure-imagines · 2 years

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Just the Three of Us

Steve Harrington x Reader x Eddie Munson

Fandom: Stranger Things

AU: Soulmate

Summary: After crashlanding in the mystical magical world of the 1980s, you discover that you have not one, but two soulmates and they are determined to take the best care of you they possibly can.

Note: Takes place sometime after Season 4 I guess?? Everyone lives and is happy (even though we don’t have those answers yet lmao). Also, yes another Soulmate AU. So sorry, but I am trash. Consider this my apology for discontinuing Stranded lol.

Warnings: poly fluff, swearing

Word Count: 3.2k

Reader Is: Female

Holy fuck, did your head hurt. Your ears were ringing really loudly and everything was black. Add to the list your limbs felt like they were full of sand and you were not having a good time. After a long moment, the ringing began to subside enough to make out some (unfamiliar) voices, who seemed to be bickering above you somewhere.

“She needs to go to a hospital. Like, now.” One of the voices argued. “Look at her.”

“And tell them what, Steve, that she fell from the sky?” Another voice, this one younger, replied.

“I don’t know, man, I think Harrington’s right. She doesn’t look so good.” A third voice, this one a bit deeper than either of the others, said. “Add to that the fact that she fell from the fucking sky.”

You tried your best to lift your eyelids, but everything was so heavy. Too heavy to move.

“Well we have to do something! We can’t just stand there and let her—” This voice sounded like a girl. A paranoid one at that.

“Wait, look.” The deep voice said, causing all of the others to stop talking for a moment. Even with your eyes closed, you could feel all of their gazes on you.

You attempted to speak, to say something, but the best you could manage was a low whine. You wiggled your fingers the slightest bit, pushing, pushing, pushing to the surface.

“I think she can hear us.” The first voice, Steve, deduced.

You felt a hand against yours. Large, warm fingers, and something cold, like metal.

“Hey, it’s okay. Take your time.” The deeper voice encouraged.

You took a long, deep breath, and then, after an impossibly long moment, you managed to open your eyes, all of your limbs tingling as you did so. “Fuck.” You groaned, struggling to move, but realizing very quickly that that wouldn’t be happening just yet.

“Oh my God,” The girl said, a hand covering her mouth. Her hair was cut short and there was this quirky, unexplainable energy about her. “Hi. Um. Are you okay?”

“I don’t know.” You replied, exhaling a sigh as you looked to the others in the room. And as soon as you did, something was…wrong. For starters, one of them looked like he’d stepped out of an 80’s hair band, and the other older boy looked like he had about half a tub of hair gel holding up his shiny brown hair. “Oh God…” You muttered.

Slowly, you began to sit up. There was a fourth person in the room, this one obviously younger than the other three. He was wearing a baseball cap with vibrant neon letters on it, and he had a walkie-talkie in his hand. They all stared at you, waiting for you to speak, or say something further.

“I…where am I?”

“Hawkins, Indiana.” The youngest said, his eyes expectant.

You pressed your lips together, skeptical to say the least. “No, that can’t…” You looked at the décor around the room, old posters for movies and musicians and they were all a little…too vintage to be anything anyone your age would have. Well…unless… “Is this…What…year is it?”

You asked the question slowly and they were all quiet for a really long time, staring at you like you’d sprouted antennae all of a sudden.

“You’re not saying what I think you’re saying, right?” The youngest asked, visibly getting a bit excited at the prospect. “Because if you’re saying what I think you’re saying…”

“Let her speak, Dustin, Jesus.” The guy with the gel in his hair, Steve, you connected, based on his voice.

“Because, I mean, you all look like you’re…from like the ‘80s.” You shook your head. You sounded crazy even saying it out loud. “But that would be—”

“It’s not crazy.” The girl reassured you. “Because, uh, it is the ‘80s. 1986.”

“Fuck.” You repeated, this time more in awe and shock than when you had groaned it before in nothing but pain. Though, you would admit, you were a little nauseous, thinking about it. “I…wow.”

“You okay?” The guy with the deeper voice and the hair band hair asked, noticing your discomfort.

“I don’t know.” You repeated, shaking your head and letting out a breathy laugh. “Holy fuck this is not happening…” To say you were having a bit of a breakdown was putting it lightly.

“Do you remember what happened before you came here?” Dustin asked.

“Yeah, I blew out my birthday candles.”

“Happy birthday!” The girl said sincerely.

You smiled. “Thank you.” You paused, thinking back. “Yeah, no, that’s it. Twenty-first birthday party one minute and this couch the next.”

Putting the pieces together, you rolled up the sleeve of your shirt. Sure enough, there it was, silver and gleaming and glittering and fresh. Your soulmark.

“You…you don’t happen to know a Steve Harrington or an Eddie Munson, do you?” You looked up at them, watching their faces as they looked at you and then each other, and then raced to lift their sleeves to look for themselves.

“You’re (Y/N) (L/N)?” Steve asked tentatively, reading from his arm and looking up at you.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Holy fuck! I knew it!” Eddie jumped, pumping his fist while Steve’s handsome features broke into a giant smile, looking at you with soft eyes. Eddie knelt down in front of you and took your hand in his, looking into your eyes. “I knew there was something about you.” He paused for a moment. “But seriously, do you need to go to the hospital?”

***

It had been approximately an hour. Steve got you some Tylenol and a Cherry Coke and made sure you were comfortable on the couch. Dustin looked like it was taking every ounce of self-control he had to not ask you a billion questions, and Eddie hadn’t left your side for a single second. Robin, meanwhile, was informing the rest of their friend group as to what had happened, and developing a more permanent plan for you.

“When are you from?” Dustin finally cracked, curiosity glinting in his eyes. He had a notebook on hand.

“Dustin, please.” Steve said, exasperated.

“It’s okay.” You told him, chuckling softly. Steve and Eddie both waited for your answer as well, more than curious, due to your connection to them. “I’m from 2022.”

Eddie’s jaw dropped and Steve’s eyes widened. “That’s uh…” Eddie started to do the math in his head, but stopped when he realized what a large number it was. He whistled. “That’s a while from now.”

Steve made an awkward face. “Yeah, you could say that again.”

“How long have you two had your marks?” You asked both of them, looking from one to the other.

Steve chuckled to himself. “It’s only been a few months since we figured out we were each other’s soulmates. But we’d never even heard your name before, (Y/N).”

“Been looking for you ever since, though.” Eddie amended quickly. “To no avail, for obvious reasons.”

You looked down at his shirt. “Is that an X-Men reference?”

“Is what—” He looked down and then smiled. “Yeah, it is. I, uh, named my DnD club after the Hellfire Club.”

“Oh my god, you’re a vintage DnD nerd.” You said excitedly. “What class are you?”

He smirked confidently. “I’m the DM.”

“Holy shit.” You smiled. “That’s hot.”

Eddie was absolutely glowing at this compliment. “Glad you think so, sweetheart.”

“It’s like they’re speaking another language.” Steve chuckled to himself.

“See, Harrington, I told you, you need to start coming to Hellfire.” Dustin said, grinning.

“Should have known my other soulmate would be a nerd, too.”

Eddie smirked and gave Steve a little nudge. “You love it.”

Steve couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Yeah, I do.”

“Harrington here was cool in high school.” Eddie informed you. “King Steve. Got invited to parties and shit.”

You smiled and looked at him, taking in this new information. “That checks out.”

“He’s also a badass. He fights monsters on occasion. Saved my life a bunch.”

“Well damn.” You tilted your head, looking at him. “I can see it.”

“Eddie, babe, you’re gonna blow up my ego.” Steve laughed. He chuckled to himself about the whole thing. “How are you doing, by the way? You know, with all of this.” Steve motioned to the room around you.

You smiled softly. “I’m okay. You guys are making it a lot easier, that’s for sure.”

“Good. Good. I’m glad.” He nodded, a bit relieved.

Robin came down the stairs a few minutes later with a basket of clothes. “Mrs. Byers gave us some of her clothes, too. She said (Y/N) can stay with her if she wants to.”

“Aww, that’s nice of her.” Dustin said, smiling.

“We can take her back to our place, too.” Steve offered, looking at Eddie, who nodded. And then he looked to you. “You know, if you want to of course. We don’t want to rush you or anything.”

“It’s totally up to you.” Eddie tacked on. “No pressure.”

Their chemistry was adorable, you decided. You wondered how long they’d known each other before the universe decided to tell them they were actually meant to spend the rest of their lives together. Maybe you’d get to ask them soon.

“I’d love to stay with you two.” You told them.

“Cool. Awesome. Um, do you think you can walk?” Steve asked, looking you over. You seemed to be doing a lot better than when they first saw you, but given the circumstances, he couldn’t be sure.

“I might need a little help,” you admitted. Despite your best efforts, you were still trembling and your legs felt like Jell-O. Luckily, you had not one, but two soulmates more than ready to assist you.

“No worries.” Steve said, kneeling in front of you. He waited for your approval, and when you nodded, he slipped an arm under your knees, the other wrapping around your back for support. “I’ve got you.”

He lifted you with ease, carrying you up the stairs with Eddie following the two of you closely, your can of Cherry Coke in his hand and his car keys in the other.

“You’re strong.” You said, your arm loosely hanging around Steve’s shoulders for more support.

He blushed. “Well who do you think carried you in here, princess?”

“I think I now have the answer to that question.” You chuckled, very aware of just how close his face was to yours. God, it was true what they said about soulmates. The attraction was…immediate.

Eddie unlocked the car, opened your door, and climbed into the driver’s seat while Steve gently set you in the passenger seat, buckling you in. Steve then climbed into the back seat.

Unlike usual, Eddie didn’t peel out of the driveway at a neck-breaking speed. Instead, he backed out slowly and drove like you were made of glass and he was afraid at every turn that you would shatter. Or puke in his van, one of the two.

“Uh, what kind of music do you like?” Eddie asked, changing the radio to something a little more mainstream than his usual tastes.

“All sorts of stuff. In terms of stuff you would know, um…ABBA and Elton John and Queen…”

“Solid choices.” Steve said. “Is their music still popular then?”

“Elton John just had a musical made about his life, Queen got a Biopic called Bohemian Rhapsody, and ABBA’s music spurned not one, but two jukebox musical movies. So yeah, still pretty popular.”

“And the rock and metal and stuff?” Eddie asked.

“It still has a cult following. Tons of super dedicated fans, but it’s not super mainstream.”

Eddie grinned. “Okay, cool.”

The ride to Eddie and Steve’s new townhouse wasn’t super long. It wasn’t a huge place, but it was the perfect size for two—now three—people. Once Eddie parked, you opened the passenger door and swiveled so your legs were facing the opening. Steve got out quickly and stood right there, ready to catch you.

“I want to try to walk.” You said, sliding out of the seat and letting your feet touch the pavement. Steve’s arm hovered loosely around your waist, ready to catch you if this wasn’t such a good idea yet.

Somehow, though, you got up the steps and through the front door without too much trouble. Eddie went ahead and turned all the lights on, as the sun was nearing setting. You took in the surroundings. There wasn’t a ton of furniture, but that was the norm for college-age guys anyway. There were a couple posters on the walls, and you noticed a picture of Steve and Eddie together, Eddie wearing a graduation gown and grinning like he’d just won the lottery. Cute.

“Make yourself at home, sweetheart.” Eddie told you, his gaze soft and comforting.

And even though you hadn’t been there long at all, it was already beginning to feel like that word was accurate. Home.

“We, uh, have a VCR if you want to watch any movies.” Steve told you, motioning to the machine under the TV.

“You guys have Back to the Future?” You chuckled. “I feel like that one would be fitting, all things considered. Plus, it’s one of my favorite movies.”

“You’re into the oldies, huh?” Eddie teased, the concept of his present being your kind of distant past still weirding him out.

You thought about making some comment about them being the oldies, but decided against it. Probably too soon for that kind of thing. “Yeah, good thing, too.”

“Well, we do have a copy of it. I work at Family Video and—” Steve said, watching the face you made when he said it. “What?”

“Nothing, it’s just…That is a very vintage sentence.”

His eyes widened with something akin to panic. “What happens to Family Video?”

“They close. All of them. It’s tragic, really. Most media is just digital in the future. Physical media is almost dead.”

“Damn.” Steve shook his head, thinking about it very deeply. “Well, I’ve got about 36 years to get that figured out, huh.”

“We’ll find you a new job by then, babe.” Eddie patted Steve’s shoulder, comfortingly. “That, or my band will be big enough by then that I can just spoil both of you rotten.”

You settled into the couch, and the boys followed after pretty soon after, once Steve put Back to the Future in.

***

The movie ended and you were tired despite taking quite the nap before. Something about time travel just wiped you out. Steve and Eddie could both tell you’d probably be going to sleep pretty soon.

“Hey, so uh, we don’t have a guest room. Um…I’ll totally sleep on the floor out here and Eddie can take the couch and you can have our bed.” Steve explained, sounding a bit nervous.

“I’m not gonna let you sleep on the floor and the couch.” You shook your head. “If you want, um…I’d be okay with…sharing the bed with you guys. I mean, if it’s big enough. And if you want me to. If not, I can totally take the couch—”

“You are not sleeping on the couch after everything you’ve been through today, princess.” Eddie put his foot down. “I’m fine with you sleeping with us. I’m sure Steve is too. Not…not like that of course, just—”

“I get it.” You chuckled.

“Cool. Great. I’ll go get everything ready up there, alright?” Steve said, jabbing a thumb back towards the stairs.

You nodded. Eddie handed you the basket of clothes the girls had rounded up for you so you could find some pajamas in it. It looked like Joyce had gone out to get you some other basics, too. Underwear and socks and a toothbrush and stuff.

You found something suitable pretty quickly. “Um, Eddie, where’s your bathroom?”

“Right this way, milady.” Eddie helped you off of the couch and led you to the bathroom upstairs, where all of their toiletries were. Yep. This was definitely a boys’ bathroom. “Sorry it’s a mess in there. We weren’t expecting a beautiful guest such as yourself. We’ll clean it up, though.”

“It’s fine Eddie, thank you.”

“Yeah, no prob. Um…I’ll wait out here and listen in case you fall, okay?”

You grinned. “I’m not made of glass, you know.”

“Well, yeah, but I can’t have you hitting your pretty little head, now can I? Harrington would kill me.”

“Why would I kill you, Munson?” Steve asked, leaning against the doorway.

“If I left her alone and she hit her head in the bathroom.”

“Oh yeah. Yeah definitely.” Steve agreed, his arms crossed and a playful smile on his face. “We’ll be right here. No rush, though. Take your time.”

You did just that, taking a good long moment to change into pajamas, brush your teeth, and rinse your face with some cold water. But even when you did that and looked in the mirror, you were still in the ‘80s. Huh. Weird.

You shrugged and walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, where Steve and Eddie were on the bed in their pajamas, talking kind of quickly about, you presumed, the crazy new shake-up in their lives. Eddie noticed you and stared, silencing Steve immediately.

“Oh, babe, hey, what side of the bed do you want?” Steve asked and then hesitated. “Wait, should I not call you babe yet? Is it too soon?”

“You can call me whatever you want.” You assured him, laughing. “And, uh…can I sleep in the middle?”

Eddie and Steve both said “Yes.” At the same time.

“Cool.” You chuckled and crawled up the center of the bed, getting under the covers while the other two got in beside you. It was a little awkward, none of you knowing exactly what to say or do, and none of you wanting to be the first to do so.

Steve turned out the light and the three of you laid there on your backs, completely straight in their dark bedroom.

“You guys can touch me, you know.”

“Oh okay cool.” Eddie replied, turning a bit to face you. He took your hand gently in his own and reached up to your face with his other one, pushing the hairs out of your eyes. “I think I speak for both of us when I say I am so stoked you’re here. And I know it can be hard being in a new environment like this, but if you need anything, you’ve got both of us, alright?”

“Thank you.” You whispered, nodding, your voice caught in your throat a bit due to his proximity, his warmth, and that sparkle in his eyes when he looked at you like you were made of pure magic.

“What he said.” Steve scooted a bit closer, an arm carefully settling around your waist. “We’re not going anywhere. We’ll be right here in the morning and…we’re all gonna get this stuff figured out. I promise.”

You nodded against him, your free hand resting on his. “Can I…kiss you guys goodnight?”

Instead of replying, Eddie leaned forward slowly, capturing your lips in a soft, passionate kiss. And then he kissed your nose for good measure. “Goodnight, princess.” Eddie smirked before passing you off to Steve. Steve’s kiss was a little firmer, a little more confident, but still very sweet.

“Get some rest, babe.” Steve told you, pressing one last kiss to your forehead before the three of you called it a night.

Part 2

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