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littlelioncub43 · 1 year

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Come On, Come On, Darling

Summary: A late night out with friends, and an uncomfortably deep talk has Eddie thinking about you. He just hopes you're thinking about him the same way.

Pairing: Mechanic!Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Warning: fluff, slow burn, mutual pining, idiots in love, best friends to lovers, drinking, Eddie being an absolute angel and a gentleman, reader does Eddie's make up (you're welcome), pet names ( I overuse "princess," sue me), the rest of the ST gang all being happy, season 4 never happened here, Wayne being oddly insightful and a good uncle, more plot than anything, but smut will happen in part 3, and a partridge in a pear tree.

Word Count: 4,039

A/N: I started this a while ago, hated it, took a break from it, came back and finished it — bon appetit. Bahaha! No, the break from it was much needed. I think I was tired when I said it was awful, because upon review it wasn't that bad. I love this one, you guys. I'm jealous of them. I'm jealous of the fictional couple that I created. I hope you guys like this one! Part 3 will have ze smut, so you have to be patient and polite as you wait for it hehe. Let me know what you think! Reblog, comment, send an ask, a carrier pigeon, a singing telegram— really anything. Ok! I love you!

Kisses 💋

—K

Part I. Series Masterlist Part III

The sound of random tinkering and a distant radio at the end of Mack’s Auto Garage welcomed you with a familiar warmth. Cars and trucks littered the parking lot and garage, random parts and pieces that made absolutely no sense to you sprawled out over the work benches. Eddie had a morning shift today, much to his dismay, but when money calls— he answers. Parking next to his decrepit van, you fiddle with the strap of your bag as you meander through the concrete workspace looking for him. You hear him long before you see him.

“Where did I put it? Son of a—“

“Missing something, Munson?” You interrupted Eddie’s nearly frantic search of his locker, his head snapping up in surprise. His normally untamed hair was pulled back into a low bun (with a scrunchie that looks suspiciously like the one you misplaced two weeks ago) with his favorite bandana tied around his brow to keep the sweat off. The dark blue coveralls with his name etched in red thread on his left chest were unzipped at his waist, a plain white t-shirt adorning his chest, oil and dirt smeared into the fabric were he wiped his hands clean on his thighs.

“Yeah, my freaking lighter. That thing must have finally grown legs and ran off or some shit,” he rambles and resumes to pat down the pockets of his leather jacket. “What are you doing here?”

“You left this in my car,” you slip the silver flip lighter from the back pocket of your black jeans and wiggle it between your thumb and index finger, “figured you’d need it sooner than later.”

“Oh, you’re a beautiful, gracious, and kind woman,” he groans dramatically with relief, happily taking the lighter from you. You chuckle and lean against the hood of the car at his bench, Eddie following suit. He pops a cigarette into his mouth and lights it swiftly, taking a long drag, his eyes shut as he holds it in at the top, and slowly blowing out a wispy cloud of smoke.

“Jesus Christ, you have no idea how badly I needed that,” he grumbles before bringing it back to his lips, “you’re a lifesaver.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Oh. Yeah, you, too, Sweets, thanks,” he teases with a coy smile. You playfully shove his shoulder, making him laugh around the cigarette. “We still on for drinks later with Steve and them?”

“7, right?” He hums an affirmative, “yeah, that sounds good,” you glance at the clock on the wall, “Shit, I gotta go, my shift starts soon.”

“Okay,” he nods, crushing out the partially spent cigarette in the ashtray on his bench as you fish your keys out of your jacket pocket. “Wear that cute top, the black one that hangs off your shoulders,” he calls out after you as you walk away.

“Why?” You chuckle and turn to look at him while you walk backwards, the move alone made Eddie think you were the coolest fucking chick that ever graced this floating space rock.

“It’s pretty,” he shrugged casually as he slung the arms of his coveralls back on, but you noticed the soft dusting of color along his cheeks.

“Fine, but only if you tuck your shirt into your pants,” you bargain and point at him from your spot at the mouth of the garage. He groans, making you laugh.

“I’m going to look like a loser!” He whines, failing to hide his smile at your giggling.

“That’s the point! I’ll see you then, Gomer,” you tease and finally get to your car, if you stayed any longer you’d definitely be late for your shift at the record shop.

You heard his van pull into your driveway just as you were finishing the last bit of your eye makeup. You always went light with the mascara and eyeliner for the sake of being comfortable, and it made washing your face a lot easier at the end of the night. The sound of Eddie’s keys jingling was followed by his bright voice calling your name. When you came out of your room, you found him sitting on your counter, munching on a bag of chips.

“Oo, look at you all prettied up,” he coos around a mouthful of Doritos. You feel your face heat up ever so slightly at his words, you did feel pretty. The knit, long sleeve black top that Eddie had requested clung to your shape deliciously, precisely the reason he loved it so much. The neckline was low enough to show off your collarbones and bits of your shoulder, and gave you the perfect opportunity to show off the pendant necklace that Eddie got for your graduation present years ago. Tight ripped black jeans matched Eddie’s own pair down to the black studded belt, except you swapped out your comfortable pair of converses for a chunky black boot. Eddie was positive: you were the coolest chick to ever live.

“I was going to say the same thing about you, Munson,” you chuckle and take him in, he does a little twirl. He wore his classic black jeans and handcuff belt, a staple in Eddie’s uniform. A black AC/DC t shirt hugged his sturdy torso and was neatly tucked into his jeans, just like you asked. You gotta admit: he did not look like a loser. He never did.

“Ya think so? I was worried that my jacket didn’t match my purse,” he jokes.

“No, no, they do, don’t worry,” you soothe and try to hide your smile. Suddenly, you speak before your mind can catch up with what you’re saying. “Do you want some eyeliner?”

“What?” Eddie chuckles, licking the Dorito dust from his fingers. You swallow and decide, fuck it, you already asked.

“Do you want some eyeliner? I think it would… look nice,” you stutter out as smoothly as you can. He thinks it over for a brief second before he nods casually.

“Yeah, sure, why not,” Eddie manages to sound calm, much to his surprise. His heart may have skipped a few beats at your small compliment.

The next thing he knows you have him sat at your vanity, facing you as you stand in between his legs. One hand gently cups his jaw while the other wields a stick of your favorite black eyeliner. You try your best not to get lost in the feeling of his stubble scratching at your palm or the warmth of his hands on your outer thighs, and focus on drawing in the darkness around his eyes. Eddie sits as still as he can, the last thing he wants is to lose an eye. He trusts you completely, it’s his fidgeting that he doesn’t trust.

“Ok, close your eyes for me,” you say softly, the closeness brought your voice to a hushed whisper. Eddie shut his eyes without a second thought, he listened to the steady inhale and exhale as you stood in front of him. Eddie was unfairly gorgeous, his sweeping eyelashes, the placid expression that soothed his face coupled with the calm trust that surrounded you both made your heart flutter and your knees buckle. Steeling your nerves, you carefully applied the makeup along his upper lashes. “Alright, open. Look up, please.”

Eddie stared up at the ceiling, trying his best not to flinch as you brought the product under his lashes. He wished so badly to be able to watch you, you were so cute when you concentrated on things. Your eyebrows furrowed, drawn together in concentration, and your face set in an oddly serious expression. With one last smudge of eyeliner, you pulled back with a smile.

“All done. What d’ya think?” You ask and put your makeup away as he turns to look in the mirror.

“Not bad, not bad. What do you think?” He quirks an eyebrow. If you were honest, he was the hottest man you’ve ever seen, and that was without the makeup on. With the dark circles rimming his gorgeous brown eyes, he was deadly. But you couldn’t exactly say that.

“I think you look super cool,” you say honestly and grab your purse.

“Metal?” He stood up, following you out of your room.

“Very metal, but if we don’t get going soon, we’re going to be very late,” you chuckle and hand him his leather jacket and keys. Eddie nods and slips one his jacket with ease, the full ensemble complete, and, fuck, did he look hot. He locked the front door after you, skipping quickly ahead to open the passenger seat door for you.

“M’lady,” he bows, grinning like an idiot when you curtsey back and hop in.

It was going to be a fun night.

And it was.

Steve, Robin, Jonathan, and Nancy were sat comfortably at the table when you and Eddie arrived. Jokes were told, laughs were shared, and drinks were poured. Lots and lots of drinks. By midnight, the whole table was on the heavier side of tipsy, if not drunk. Steve and Robin were neck deep in a debate on whether or not Michael Myers was human or not, with Jonathan acting as moderator while Nancy fought through the spins. At some point, you ended up in Eddie’s lap, your arm slung around his shoulders with his own circled around your waist while you both listened and weighed in on what you have dubbed “The Great Halloween Dispute of 1987.”

Eddie had slipped his jacket off after his second beer, revealing his toned arms (all those shifts at the garage were paying off in more ways than one), the short sleeves of his t shirt rolled up ever so slightly. You toyed with a strand of Eddie’s hair like always and sipped on a glass of water, one that Eddie was quick to swipe from your hand. He took a good gulp without much thought and set it on the table.

“Well, Princess, what do you think? Should we call it a night?” He slurs his words as he rubs the length of your outer thigh absentmindedly.

“Yeeaah,” you drawl, your head was starting to spin even from the safety of Eddie’s lap. Looking down at him, you were struck again with the overwhelming feeling flooding your heart. Even in the low light of the seedy bar, he looks like the perfect man that God, or whoever is up there, made just for you. You bring one hand to rest on his forearm, your thumb stroking the bat tattoos you love gently. Eddie tightens his grip on you before giving you that million dollar smile, one that you can’t help but return with drunken ease. He pats your leg, signaling for you to stand, and you do, much to your objection (you were quite comfortable in his lap).

“Alright, gang, as fun as it’s been, the missus and I gotta head out,” Eddie announces as you slip away to pay for your drinks before he can. A chorus of slurred but friendly goodbyes send Eddie on his way to the bar just as you finish forking over the money for both his and your drinks. “Noooo, you don’ pay for drinks,” he scolds as you put your wallet away, his face scrunched in a pout.

“Yeah? Who said?” You playfully tease as he slides his leather coat over your shoulders, one glance outside and he knew that you’d be chilly on the way to the van. You subtly breathe in the familiar scent of his cologne, the same one you got for his birthday 2 years ago.

“Pretty girls don’ pay for drinks, everyone knows that,” he casually answers, he was much bolder with about 4 glasses of liquid courage warming his blood. You laugh, not bothering to hide the bashfulness in your voice and he smiles at the sound, leading you out to the van at the far end of the parking lot. He saw the way you shivered and pulled the oversized jacket around you tighter. Fishing his keys from his pocket, he opens the back doors and quickly starts setting up the blankets he had stored in the back. You must have made a face because Eddie’s soon laughing and shaking his head. “M’not drivin’ you home drunk, Princess. Could get ya hurt, s’too dangerous. Now, com’on.”

Your heart does a summersault at his words, but that’s just who he was. Caring, sweet, understanding, reliable, trustworthy. That’s Eddie Munson. He sees the fondness in your smile again, his stomach erupting in butterflies. If he wasn’t such a chicken shit, this is where he would tell you how gorgeous you are and kiss you, if you’d let him. But he doesn’t. Instead, he hops out of the van and holds out his hand to help you inside.

The old mattress he keeps tucked away in the back is draped in blankets, folded as neatly as a drunk Eddie could get them. You sit at the end of the makeshift bed, your legs hanging out the doors to take off your boots. Without a word, Eddie starts untying your laces, carefully undoing the knots, slipping the shoes off your feet and setting them neatly next to the mattress.

“Thank you,” you meekly reply, the sweet gesture having stolen your voice.

“You’re welcome, Sweets,” he pats your leg, “scoot over.”

He hops in, shutting the doors behind him before double checking that all the doors are locked. You hide a yawn behind your hand as he settles down on the other side of the bed, kicking off his shoes unceremoniously. You slip off your belt and other jewelry, opting to stay in your jeans for the night. Eddie does the same, slinging his belt into the pile with his shoes before crawling under the questionably clean blanket. He sighs and settles in with a groan, his eyes shutting for only a moment before he’s watching you tuck your earrings into the pocket of his leather jacket. You turn around to find Eddie making grabby hands at you, smiling, you crawl in next to him, letting him pull you into his chest and tuck the blanket around you both snugly. The chill of the van made cuddling a necessity, even under the blanket you could feel the stagnant bite of cold of the coming winter. Letting out a content sigh, you relaxed into the comfortable silence, the world around you only slightly spinning now as sleep began to descend on you. Eddie stares up at the metal roof, his eyes slowly getting heavier and heavier as the moments tick by.

“I like when you tuck your shirts in,” you sleepily confess, your voice was hushed as you whispered your little secret to your best friend. He can’t help but chuckle tiredly at your words, the sound more akin to a deep rumble as opposed to his normally bright laughter.

“Yeah?” Is all he can think to say, his face burning even in the chilly van.

“Yeah,” you shyly confirm, tracing the bats on his forearm once more, the action sends Eddie into a tizzy.

“Y’like when I look like a dweeb?” He jokes with a yawn, sleep fast approaching.

“You never look like a dweeb,” you mumble just before you drift off, your fingers slowing to a stop on his skin, If he wasn’t tired, he would have teased you to hell and back about it, but all he can do it chuckle lowly in his chest and hold you a little tighter. Why do you have to be so cute?

“I like when we sleep like this,” he rested his cheek on the top of your head, letting one hand stroke your arm tenderly, the action only pushing you quicker towards sleep. He hears you hum in acknowledgement and agreement.

“Me too, Eds.”

There’s a few moments of silence before Eddie realizes you’re asleep.

“Goodnight, Princess,” Eddie whispers with a smile and kisses the crown of your head, the sound of your even breaths fill the van and lull him into his own peaceful slumber.

Eddie wakes up to the sound of your soft snores and the growl of a stray truck chugging down the street. Your back is pressed to his front as you both lay on your sides, his arm under your head like a pillow and out stretched, his other arm was strung across your waist. The warmth of your body pressed against his had fought off the cold of the night exceptionally well, it drew him in for more, so he buried his face into the crook of your neck. The smell of your perfume mixing with the scent of his own cologne had Eddie groaning softly, this was the life. Nothing could bring him down, not even the soft thudding in his head or the dryness of his mouth.

You stirred next to him, your eyes still shut as you reached out for Eddie’s hand on instinct. When your smaller hand found his, you immediately laced your fingers together. Eddie looked at where your hands were joined and gave a small incredulous scoff and smile, his arm around your midsection squeezed you into him hard enough to force the air out of you.

“Why are you so damn cute? Huh? Who said you could be this fucking adorable?” He rambled on in a groggy whisper, his morning voice was just as glorious as you remember it being. You giggle as consciousness fills you.

“It’s a curse, really. Doctors have been studying me for years, it’s a medical mystery,” you joke and carefully rub your eyes with your free hand. You were surprised to find that you felt well rested for having slept in the back of your best friend’s van after a night of drinking with no pillow, in a pair of tight jeans, and no fan. You peek over your shoulder to find Eddie’s puppy eyes already staring back at you. The smudges of eyeliner looked even better in the morning sunshine. You could only imagine how you look right now. “Wanna get breakfast?”

“God, yes,” he mumbles with a smile. He was starving, plus he wanted to pay you back for covering his drinks last night. Reluctantly, he peels his hand from yours to reach for his shoes and keys. You hum and stretch out a little, cracking your back before getting your shoes back on as well. You’re both quick to fold the blankets and get into your seats, the pits in your stomach rumbled and demanded to be satisfied. The drive to the nearest diner was thankfully short.

Before long, you and Eddie find yourselves tucked into a booth with plates of hot food and even hotter coffee in front of you. The looks you receive from the other patrons did nothing but amuse you both. And what a sight you both were: strolling in at 9am reeking of the drink that Nancy accidentally spilled, last night’s makeup smeared across your eyes, bed hair, both dressed to the nines in black. Compared to the lovely elderly couple on their weekly Sunday morning date, you both looked like bats out of Hell. When you offered the old woman a polite smile, she was quick to return it, her husband was busy staring Eddie down, clearly not a fan of his tattoos or makeup. Soon, the plates were cleared and the cups were emptied, and you both meandered your way back to the van.

“Alright, Sweetheart, back home, it is?” He asks as he backs out of the parking lot, you scroll through the radio stations, hoping to find something good on.

“Yes, please, I need to shower,” you groan, the longer you stayed in your makeup the more grimy you felt. A hot shower would solve all your problems.

“Oo, no chance you’ll let me join, would you?” Eddie half jokes, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. You roll your eyes with a smile and shake your head. “Damn, next time, then.”

Quicker than he’d like, he parks in front of your trailer. You gather your things, double checking that you have everything before hopping out of the passenger side. With a quick goodbye, you’re bounding indoors, making a beeline for the shower. Eddie watches until you’re inside then makes his own way home. He’s surprised to find Wayne’s car parked in its spot in the yard.

“You just getting in?” Wayne asks as soon as the door opens, Wayne sat at the kitchen table, eating whatever leftovers were in the fridge before heading to bed. Eddie sets his keys aside on the table and nods. “Out with that girl, again?” Eddie gives him a look as he sought out a glass of water, Wayne knew your name but he just liked giving Eddie a hard time, especially when he stays out all night.

“Yeah, we had some drinks with some friends, it ran a little later than planned.”

“Did you and her…” Wayne trails off, tilting his head to finish his sentence.

“Oh God,” Eddie sighs and hangs his head. Wayne would ask from time to time, and it never ceased to be awkward as balls.

“I’m just askin’. If you are, I’d rather you be safe about i—“ he defends calmly.

“I know how to be safe about—“ Eddie cuts himself off with another sigh, rubbing his face with both his hands. “I know how to be safe, but no. We did not… do things.”

“Ok,” Wayne nods, throwing his hands up in surrender to show that he dropped it. Eddie relaxes and finishes his water, happy to escape the awkward conversation. Or so he thought. “It’s obvious you like her, so I thought it would have happened by now.”

Eddie sputters a few words, each sentence of denial dying on his tongue. Wayne gives him a look and Eddie just knows that denying it isn’t any good. He flops into the chair on the other side of the table, looking up to his uncle through his lashes.

“How obvious is it?” Eddie asks softly. In that moment, Wayne sees the years fall away from Eddie and what’s left behind is what Wayne saw all those years ago: his kid nephew, lost and needing guidance. He smiles warmly, a rare sight, and scratches his head.

“Well, it’s not super obvious,” Wayne grumbles gently, resting his forearms on the table, “but I’m sure some of your friends notice it too.”

Eddie curses under his breath, his face hot with embarrassment. If other people could see how bad he has it for you, then that means you might see it too.

“Do… Do you think she knows?” He asks shyly, fiddling with the rings on his fingers for comfort. Wayne leans back in his chair, giving a small shrug.

“She might,” that answer weighs heavily on Eddie but Wayne is quick to try fix it, “but, would that be a bad thing?”

“Yes! No! I-I don’t know,” Eddie rambles, bouncing his leg as he does the mental gymnastics of trying to figure out if you knew.

“Personally, kid, I don’t think it would be. Knowin’ that you love her, how could that be bad?” His words knock around in Eddie’s head for a few moments before he speaks in a small voice.

“It could ruin everything,” Wayne couldn’t help but laugh at those words.

“Kid, lovin’ someone doesn’t ruin a damn thing,” he smiles and crosses his arms. “If it’s right, then it’s right. If not, then it’s not. But that doesn’t mean that it’s wrong.”

Eddie took in his words again, chewing his lip nervously. He hated when Wayne was like this, all insightful and wise. It was unnerving, but at the same time, he always knew exactly what Eddie needed to hear.

“You do what you think is best, Eddie. I’m gonna go to bed now, I’ll see ya tonight,” he stands and pats Eddie’s back as he makes his way towards the pull out sofa. Eddie mumbles his goodnights and makes his way to his own room, Wayne’s alarmingly wise words knocking around his head as he gets ready for a shower.

Would it be so bad if you knew? He was going to find out.

Part I. Part III

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cottagehorror-lesbians-stuff · 15 days

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yunze exorcism service - ao3 (lesbian fanfic)

jiang zhaoyun x lan ze ; modern au. lovers from past lives, they find each other again to do what they've always been doing: exorcize vengeful spirits and fall in love all over again.

mandatory accompanying playlist (dark lesbian romance vibes)

[main characters come from legend of yunze, but i was heavily inspired by sell your haunted house and the untamed]

#personal #lesbianism #lesbian fanfic #legend of yunze #women #lesbian #wlw #ao3 #the untamed #witchcraft #witchy

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orangemocharaktajino · 4 months

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10 BL Boys That I Want Carnally

This looks fun so I'll join in

In no particular order

Hai Yi - History 5: Love in the Future

One of my types is probably "emotionally repressed idiot with big tits"

Uea - Bed Friend

One of my other types is "beautiful bad bitch with poppin' lipgloss"

Koki - One Room Angel

Is it that he's a loser? Is it the hair? The texture, the cut, his hair is lovely.

Nail - For Him

Definitely a bad bitch

Jin Yu Zhen - Be Loved In House: I Do

Definitely emotionally repressed but tbh this pick is more on Aaron Lai than Jin Yu Zhen

Jeng - Step By Step

Togawa - Old Fashion Cupcake

Jim - Moonlight Chicken

Had to pick at least one Earth character and Jim has better hair

Fan Ze Rui - Kiseki: Dear To Me

Porsche - Kinnporsche

Okay, okay, pretty much the entire cast of Kinnporsche is hot. Kinn obviously fits my type but Porsche is just too gorgeous not to pick.

Honorable mention to my favorite non-BL-boy picks

Yuki - GAP (GL)

okay, also the entire cast of GAP is hot too

Tiffy - Lovely Writer

Papie - Be Mine (GL)

If this ever releases I'm sure I will be enthralled by Papie's menswear aesthetic and fuckboi energy

Phuwadol - Vice Versa

he's a BL boy but this isn't his original body so I'm putting this here

Wen Qing - The Untamed

aaand also the entire cast of The Untamed is hot

Wu Minghan - Marry My Dead Body (technically not a BL because he's straight but he does have a dead gay husband that he loves, so I'll allow it)

#multi bl #10 bl boys that i want carnally

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chawarin-panich · 5 months

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Hello! I started watching Kiseki: Dear to me because of your post and I don't understand what's going on? It's clearly a sequel right?

ah yes the Taiwan-China inexplicable narrative format of starting the show somewhere very close to the end akajsjdhfjdjsak (forever unable to remember what happens in ep1-2 of The Untamed lol)

Basically, just don’t worry about the first minute of ep1 right now. You can literally forget about it and it will have no bearings on your viewing experience. It’s showing you a glimpse of the present day (2023) dumpster fire that resulted from what happened in the past (2018).

The show starts with Bai Zongyi and Ai Di getting out of jail and Chen Yi coming to pick Ai Di up in 2023 (before the intro song). The actual story starts right after the intro song of ep1 in 2018 with Bai Zongyi, a high school student, picking up an injured Fan Ze Rui off the street after being blackmailed by him.

Hope that clears it up! Happy watching ❤️❤️ let me know what you think of the show (if you want to)

#nani answers #kiseki: dear to me

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findyourrp · 1 month

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Hi, I’m 21+ I’m looking for adults (18+) to roleplay The Unatmed/MDZS, Word of Honor/faraway wanderers, Legend of Yunze, or Heaven Official’s Blessing with me. ❤️

The Untamed

I’ve finished the live action, and right now I’ve really been craving to write Xiyao (Lan Xichen x Jin Guangyao). I have more experience writing Yao but I can do either. I’d love to explore their relationship, and I’m also open to smut, but I don’t want that to distract from the plot. I love wangxian too, and can play either but I would like xiyao to be in it too. I also love side ships, both mxm and fxf. Some of my other ships And Xiao x Xue, I prefer to be Xiao.

Word of Honor

I mainly ship wenzhou (Lao Wen x Ah Xu) and would like to write them out. I can be either character. I also enjoy a few side ships, like Du Pusa x Qiao Luohan (aka tomboy) and I can play either, or Gu Xiang x Cao Weining, I can play either but please keep in mind they would be exclusively be a side ship as I prefer lgbt ships to be the main focus. I’d mainly like a Lao Wen, Ah Xu, and Cheng Ling family dynamic roleplay. Maybe when they’re in the four seasons manor. I like fluff mixed with angst, if you have any ideas I’d be happy to discuss too.

Legend of Yunze

I could be either character. A-Ze, Jiang Zhaoyun, I can take any role. For this we can jump around the timeline from historical to modern, we can jump around the different eras as well.

Heaven Official’s Blessing

Im mainly interested in Hualian and can be either character, and I don’t really have a whole lot of ideas, this is the only one I haven’t finished, only three books in. I like family dynamics, and I also love adding in the characters to cross over with, especially MDZS.

We can talk about which timeline we would want and what we would want the plot to be. I also have an antagonist oc we can bring in to add more drama in, but if you don’t vibe with ocs I don’t force anyone to write with them.

***Every character that involves smut must be 18+, and I only roleplay with adults.***

I rp on discord, I’m active, l'm literate, and could write a lot if needed. Though I can also work with semi, I just don’t like anything extremely short since idk how to reply to that. We can work on the plot we want and expand the world together. I'm only interested in writing Igbt romance. If you’re interested just leave a note, thanks.

#rp finder #18+ rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #the untamed rp #Heaven Official’s Blessing rp #Legend of Yunze rp #word of honor rp

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girlboss-emporium · 2 years

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WIP Wednesfriday

Listen I'm never going to do these on time. It just be like that.

Thanks to @sibbisextape for the tag and wonderful snip! Check her work out for some fantastic TES fics. In addition to those who have already been tagged, I'd also like to tag @glaukobiblion, @tarangifer, and @sneezewizard to share if they're so inclined!

This snip is from my current Zero Escape multi-chapter titled "The Curious Case of the Crash Keys Coffeemaker." Snip is below the cut for anyone who wants to avoid spoilers for the ZE series!

During his tenure at Crash Keys, Carlos had realized there was a difference between holding a gun for practice and pointing one at someone with the intent to kill. The feeling of the finger on the trigger was the thing, the knowledge that slight pressure could end a life.

The first time he’d felt it was in the dark and troubled conclusion of the Decision Game, when Delta had given him an impossible choice. Kill or spare. Deliver justice or mercy. On the surface, it was a simple choice, but Carlos knew that nothing was ever that easy with the man they’d come to know as their personal grim reaper. He’d learned from Akane that every decision he made would inevitably split on and on into infinity, each with their own consequences.

But in the moment, in that singular instance, he couldn’t bring himself to kill another human willingly. Even one as vile as Delta. So he’d dropped the gun to the sand and let Delta congratulate him. But as they piled into the vehicle he’d provided for their escape, he had questioned Carlos’s decision.

“Did you make the correct choice?” he’d said, gaze inscrutable as ever behind those sunglasses. “Only time will tell. Remember the snail.”

Carlos found himself awash in the feeling of déjà vu as he pointed another pistol at someone, the possibility of death lingering in the air. His finger positioned on the trigger, he stared down his adversary—a wiry, timid man in a lab coat that had an untamed gray mop for hair. The man trembled where he stood, eyes flicking back and forth between Carlos and the adjacent hallway, probably to calculate his odds of escape, and his glasses slipped on cold sweat down his nose. Assuming he was one of the geneticists working for the Myrmidons was probably a safe bet.

#zero escape fic #wip wednesday #wip whenever #zero escape #zero escape spoilers #writing

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tytangfei · 1 year

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share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then send this to 10 people (anon or not, your choice) 🎥🎬📺

a;lsdkfa i think this was sent a while ago, so sorry. thanks for sending this in!

I'll do my fav characters from asian dramas.

jiang cheng (the untamed/mo dao zu shi)

jiang yuelou (killer and healer)

mu ze (lost track of time)

shaodian youqin (the starry love)

xiao lanhua (love between fairy and devil)

si yan (sassy beauty)

xue qianxun (miss the dragon)

xu chuyue (sleepless princess)

xiao feng (goodbye my princess)

tian qi (ancient love poetry)

#jina answers asks #super late sorry!#playlistashton

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nochiquinn · 2 years

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exandria unlimited: calamity episode 1: fantasy art deco

cautiously excited

oh is this gonna be one of the things where everything starts all fucked up and the rest of it is How We Got Here

(I'm specificially thinking of The Untamed)

that escalated quickly

oh no travis is Attractive

oh no

I am aabria hiding her face

"is it too late? can we go back? we're only five minutes in!"

"lucky 13!"

"a griffon" disgruntled wynne noises

draconic??

"that's the end of the campaign"

sam gets the mgs ! noise

aabria and travis experiencing trauma

weLP

tag urself I'm travis

ever since I made the dragon age joke I'm only seeing this guy as Duncan

"this whole episode is a trigger warning!"

hey the petals to the metal joke last week was a JOKE

dead gays and flowers

marisha's eye makeup in this light

dawnfather??

the campaign 1 kids losing their shit

ZERXUS that's his name

"I think I'm in the wrong class" "yeah I was auditing for the fun thing"

"stop being cool like we don't remember what just happened!"

changeling!

you made a 1920s fop type didn't you

BARD WARLOCK

1920s I CALLED IT

her??

RIDE ZE SHOOPUFF??

I put on my robe and bellhop hat

outer worlds, that's what this makes me think of

[stares out at the third night of rain] I want to live there

DIVORCED PCS?

yeah yeah hell yeah

ART

PURPLE

the era of hextech

The Ground Ones

"they'll move or don't"

"there's been a couple don'ts in the past"

"it's a choice"

AEORMATON

that feels unsafe

these two are going to kill me

oh no

"I'm not safe on this side of the table"

you have to tell me if you're a dragon

fantasy victor temple

oh no

fantasy racism

not the baby wizards

I'm gonna cry so much over these children later

"the sphinx is pitching alts on his roar"

ooooh the set

it's funny bc as soon as I heard "ring with an eye" I went "ukutoaaaa"

BIRB

ooh the gold shimmer animation on the art

!! that's the guy!!

this npc sounds like red green

"you're in a different movie from the rest of us!"

"new god of jerkin' off"

art!!!

this is some district 1 shit

brumestone??? in your HAIR???

cosplayers trying to figure out how to make shit float

GRANDFATHER?

"you can turn into a bear so WHAT"

"this used to all be orange groves!"

I love how reactive aabria is

is aabria left-handed? everybody take notes again

oh, so it's hubris

wizard racism

oh no

"I'll speak to nydas" can't believe we're gonna have a pc death in episode one

treason??

every single variation of eye emoji in the discord

"I think you mean his pet platypus-bear"

is patia's house the stain glass from the intro

sam

BOLO

the hot me dogs

WIZARD FIDGET SPINNER

"forgot to drop haste"

oh he's back

almost three hours later

oh we're setting me up to be sad again

my thought at the begining "you know I won't look like this when I get back" might mean he had been gone for a while - most of Elias' childhood, I'm guessing

he was like 5 in the vision, right? so if that's when zerxus saw him last he'd be like 12 now - the perfect age for resenting your dad being gone

I didn't absorb a fucking word of that

my theory is still mostly valid

birb children

"extra-terrestrial knowledge" moon lore

"is there something?" "I mean y - " "GIMME"

sam

aabria

exCUSE

keeps smacking it trying to get a better signal

aabria

aabria whatcha doin

aabriaaaa

PURVAN

"SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN"

"I'll tell you after"

he's just A Guy

I've missed level 14 rolls

loquatious is EXACTLY the type of person to have a magic verbal wite-out

is that the name that was on the raven statue in kymal? I think I assumed at the time that it was the raven queen's mortal name

and she like. directed mor to fucking powderize it

"free advice change your first name"

zoom and enhance

his eyes do jazz hands

HIS HAWKS

well rip this guy

oh cool I hate it

whAT

you leave my mom out of this

"goddammit not to ME"

"tune in next week and see if things get better"

[shakes the internet until episode 2 falls out]

#critical role #exandria unlimited #spoilers #liveblog #reaction post #crititag #exutag #eventually I will learn character names

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canonrpfinder · 2 months

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Hello everyone, I’m looking for something a little obscure. And that is, a Legend of Yunze rp, either that or a gender bent version of Wamgxian from The Untamed. 🐇 This will be WLW, Adults only, 18+.

I could be either character, for both shows. A-Ze, Jiang Zhaoyun, Wei Wuxian, or Lan Wangji, I can take any role. I’d also like it to be from both universes, for Legend of Yunze we can jump around the timeline from historical to modern, and for The Untamed we can jump around the different eras as well.

I’m also interested in side ships, for example I’ve also been wanting to write out Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao (mlm). I also like to write in antagonists to spice up the plot.

✒

#roleplay #rp #legend of yunze #18+ age range #discord rp

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roleplayfinder · 3 months

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I’m also interested in side ships, for example I’ve also been wanting to write out Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao (mlm). I also like to write in antagonists to spice up the plot.

#eighteen and over #the untamed #the untamed roleplay #the untamed rp

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roleplay-today · 3 months

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I’m also interested in side ships, for example I’ve also been wanting to write out Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao (mlm). I also like to write in antagonists to spice up the plot.

#roleplay request

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findroleplay · 3 months

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I’m also interested in side ships, for example I’ve also been wanting to write out Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao (mlm). I also like to write in antagonists to spice up the plot.

#roleplay #rp #the untamed rp #legend of yunze rp

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alleswatmijblijmaakt · 11 months

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Vandaag

Gezien

Crime Family

Episode 01

Ik snap niet waarom ze haar niet op zn minst hebben proberen te bellen?

The Marvelous Mrs Maisel Season 3

Episode 4 'Hands'

Ik hoop maar dat Suzie geen gokverslaving gaat krijgen.

Shirley en Moshe zijn even vroeg op als ik, wanneer ik naar mijn werk moet. Maar ik zou hun drukte niet aankunnen.

Ik vind Mei Li een leuke vrouw.

Sophie! Dat is nou juist de bedoeling van acteren.

Gelezen

The galaxy and the ground within by Becky Chambers

Pagina 95-128

Opnieuw gezien

The Guest

Episode 3

Ik blijf deze versie van Park Ildo super eng vinden. De manier waarop ze hem vormgeven hebben en hoe ze hem en beeld brengen zo in het hoekje van de kamer 😱

The Untamed

Episode 6

Wangji... niet erg netjes.

Long Time No See

Chapter 5 'Long Time No See, my love'

Het blijft een leuke serie, al had ik hem deze keer zonder ondertiteling moeten zien.

#rewatching #currently watching #the marvelous mrs. maisel #the guest #the untamed #long time no see 롱타임노씨 #the galaxy and the ground within #crime family

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doubtjewel1 · 2 years

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Angiotensin-Converting Molecule Chemical Rapidly Ameliorates Depressive-Type Habits by way of Bradykinin-Dependent Initial associated with Mammalian Targeted of Ruxolitinib Complicated One particular

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#Ruxolitinib #Enzalutamide #Ketorolac

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