Just have an urge to point out:
Since the moment of the trailers' release, I've already met people who are arguing and humiliating others who don't like the characters they do, or who aren't at the side of the team they like. I understand that you may tend to be more at the side of team black or green, but let's not forget that this is a show, and the characters are fictional. Any person can have fav characters, whoever they like and that's incredible, that's what the show is created for. So, please, you may cheer and support anyone, but don't forget to be respectful and mind others' business. Eventually, I don't think we should be divided, we are all the fans of the same show, we are all united here by one story. So, let's enjoy this adventure together.
Thank you for your attention
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44 and Steve because you KNOW Steve would be the mom to kiss his girl in front of the gang because he knows they hate it
Youâre so right bestie
44. public kisses
Warnings: F!reader
The summer of 1986 was shaping up to be a good one. Hawkins was in the middle of a heatwave that had everyone flocking to the outdoors to enjoy the sunshine, and Steve was no exception. He had his favourite sunglasses perched in his hair, the cut-off denim shorts that you had helped him make when his favourite jeans got ripped on his legs, and the new Queen album playing quietly through the car stereo.
And a car full of sugar-rushed teenagers.
â-listen to something else now? This song sucks,â Mike was complaining.
Steve glared at him in the rear view mirror and opened his mouth to reply, but Max beat him to it.
âShut the fuck up, Wheeler. Youâve got no taste.â
âSays the one who listens to Kate Bush on repeat.â
âAnyone slanders Kate Bush and theyâre walking to the lake,â Steve warned without taking his eyes off of the road as he turned into your street.
A chorus of mocking âooohâs came from the kids, and he barely resisted rolling his eyes. He still wasnât quite sure how his life had turned out this way, spending his summer chauffeuring for a bunch of nerds, but the sight of you coming out of your front door was the perfect distraction.
Your face lit up at the sight of him and he felt his stomach flip pleasantly at the delighted wave you sent him as you came down the path. Your eyes were obscured by your sunglasses, an oversized T-shirt almost slipping off of your shoulder under your dungarees and giving him a tantalising glimpse of the strap of your bikini.
He wasnât sure how he had gotten lucky enough to spend his summer as your boyfriend either, but he certainly wasnât complaining.
His smile only widened as you ducked your head bashfully as you came down the path, feeling the warmth of his adoring eyes on you. It never ceased to amaze him how surprised you always seemed by how much he loved you, how beautiful you were to him, how-
Dustinâs face appearing from his periphery and blocking his view of you pulled him harshly from his reverie.
âYou disgust me,â the boy announced.
âLike you donât stare at Suzy,â Steve shot back.
âI donât actually, because my love is too far away for my eyes to reach,â Dustin replied loftily.
âCry me a fucking river, Shakespeare.â
You had reached the car by that point and, spotting Dustin in the passenger seat, went to open the back door. Steveâs eyes widened.
âNope, absolutely not. Henderson, move.â
Dustin stared at him incredulously.
âWhat the hell, Steve? I was first to get picked up, ergo I get to ride shotgun.â
âBut now weâre picking up my girlfriend, ergo you need to move.â
âDo you even know what ergo means?â
âI know you can ergo sit in the back or you can ergo home, dipshit.â
You were watching in amusement from outside the car. You wouldnât have minded sitting in the back but your boyfriendâs antics were so cute.
As Dustin got out of the passenger seat and slipped under your arm to get to the back door, grumbling, you gave him an apologetic look before climbing into the front seat.
âHi, baby,â Steve greeted you sweetly as you fastened your seatbelt.
As soon as you were secure, he leaned over to give you a soft kiss that warmed you from the inside out. The moment was only slightly ruined by the kidsâ disgusted groans from the backseat.
âGross, you guys.â
âThere are kids here!â
âIn public? Seriously?â
Steve broke the kiss with an annoyed sigh and you bit your lip to stop yourself giggling at him.
âThe next person who tells me what to do in my own car is getting kicked out. Clear?â
He was met with polite silence, and he grinned at you.
âThatâs what I thought.â
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Dean watched the worry on your face as you looked at Sam asleep in the hospital bed. The bruises on his handsome face were glaring. "He's gonna be okay," he finally said.
You nodded, but your eyes didn't leave Sam. "I know. I justâI wish he hadn'tâhe never should'veâ"
Dean let out a low laugh and rubbed a hand over his face. "Yeah, well... that's the thing about Sam. He will claw his way out of Hell, but he'd throw himself back in to save someone he cares about. This time, it just happened to be you."
You looked over at Dean and he saw that your eyes were a little wide and glassy.
"Don't feel guilty. There's nothing you could have said or done that would've stopped him."
You chewed on your bottom lip thoughtfully and then reached for Sam's hand, pressing it between yours.
Prompt: "That's the thing about [Sam]. He will claw his way out of Hell, but he'd throw himself back in to save someone he cares about."
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Rose spirea
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We're Okay
Pairing: Tess Servopoulos
Warning: let me know
Word count: 446
My eyes flutter open to the early morning sun leaking through the blinds, creating rays of yellow that shine throughout the bedroom. A yawn escapes my mouth as I stretch my body, releasing the tension from sleep. With a satisfied sigh, I looked next to me and saw Tess lying on her side, her back facing me with no shirt due to last nightâs lovemaking. I smile turning onto my side and scooching closer to her.
Old scars, big and small, littered her backâscars from trying to survive over the last twenty years. Tess didnât care for them but I was thankful for them. They showed she was still here. Right here in our bed, sleeping as peacefully as one could get in this kind of world. Since arriving in Jackson, we could now rest easier than we did in the QZ.Â
Lightly, I ran my fingertips back and forth over her back. My mother, who passed when I was young, used to run her fingers over my back to put me to sleep or wake me. It was soothing. I did it to Tess one night after she had a bad night with dealers. She had come home slamming the door closed and made her way to bed. I laid behind her, my body right next to hers, and lightly ran my fingers on her back underneath her shirt. It helped calm her down enough for her to fall asleep.
A hand gently grabbing mine broke me from my thoughts. My eyes meet Tessâs, a soft smile upon her lips. âMorning.â
I smile, rubbing the back of her hand. âMorning.â
God, she's beautiful. Even with her hair tousled, the sleep in her eyes, and her cheeks puffy, she was still beautiful. Every morning I would wake before her and I would study every single detail of her face as if it would be the last time I would ever see Tess again. But now living in Jackson, knowing that weâre safe, I could relax. My mind has been in survival mode for the last two decades. I felt like if I relaxed now and did not continue to study her face every morning, I would forget what she looked like if something were to happen. And I donât want to forget.
âHey,â Tess softly spoke, cupping my cheek. âWeâre in a safe place. Weâre going to be okay. Youâre going to be okay.â
I breathed out a sigh, knowing she was right. âI know.â
Our lips meet in a gentle embrace. Tess pushes me onto my back without breaking apart, intertwining her legs with mine. Her hands grasped mine as I smiled into the kiss.
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Y/n: Draco and I are getting married
Lucius: I wish you had asked me first
Y/n: I apologize, Mr. Malfoy, but I do not desire a romantic relationship with you
Lucius:
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Y'all, I feel like I'm melting. It was 102 and tomorrow its gonna be up to 105. Our air conditioner is having problems making thr house hotter than hell. Anyone else on fire or just me?? đ„Ž
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Brainstorming writing ideas does not work with ADHD. it's not the lack of focus for once, it's the chaotic thoughts.
Example: reader survives in the forest after being separated from who ever she was with and returns as queen of wolves.
Anybody else like this or just me?
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The best thing about alcohol (drink responsibly!!!) and movies, I always get the best new ideas. I do have stuff coming đ very soon. Thank you for being patient. I have been dealing with my health which has taken a bad turn so please bear with me. Stay tuned tho!!!
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Any tips on dealing with writer's block? đ„Ž
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Hello. I am taking a few days off social media. My cat, my little pumpkin, has passed. He had a good life. I just need a few days to myself. Thank you for understanding.
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Hello Loves! I got most of the Tess Servopoulos oneshot done, but after I had pulled an all nighter, I have been dealing with an intense flare up due to having lupus. Also, my depression has been kicking me in the ass. Please bear with me and I will get stuff out soon. Thank you for your understanding.
Side note: I have TONS of fics in the works. Including a crossover I don't think anyone has asked for. Stay tuned for that!
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Pulling an all nighter to hopefully finish this Tess Servopoulos oneshot. It was gonna just be fluff but then my mind turned the oneshot into smut. Here's a unedited snippet
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Joel calling Ellie baby girl broke me
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