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ill start writing again soon, but heres some cool dolphins in the meantime 😙

Tabula Risso

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Disclaimer?

Hi!! Sorry to everyone who wants me to upload something new, but I'm gonna spend time with my family til Christmas holidays are over (In Australia it goes until early February). Again, rezlly sorry to anyone who wants more stuff from me and I will write more in 2024!

Thanks for understanding. xxx

#eddie roundtree x reader #eddie loving #eddie loving x reader #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree fluff #djats x reader #djats #eddie loving fluff #josh futturman #clapton davis #josh hutcherson x reader #josh hutcherson fluff #josh hutcherson #josh whitehouse #josh whitehouse x reader

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Check Up!

Heyyy! Ik I don't post often, but do yall like Josh Hutcherson??? I want to write about my obsession but all I come up with is song lyrics... so if you could send in requests it would be greatly appreciated!!

xx katie

#eddie roundtree x reader #eddie loving #eddie loving x reader #eddie roundtree #djats #eddie roundtree fluff #djats x reader #eddie loving fluff #mike schmidt imagine #clapton davis #josh hutcherson #josh futturman #josh hutcherson fluff #josh hutcherson x reader #mike schimdt x reader #mike schmidt #mike schmidt fluff #mike schmidt fnaf #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #holy shit thats a lot of tags

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yw 😙😙

reblog to kiss your homies goodnight (mutuals)

#reblog

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that way «Eddie Roundtree x f!Y/N»

Request/Summary: Anon asked, "Could you do an Eddie Roundtree oneshot based on the song "That Way" by Tate McRae ft Jeremy Zucker with a childhood friend of the band who also lives in California?" AN: Heyy! This is my first time writing a full oneshot/imagine since like 2019 when I was a literal child and in my MHA phase, so it's not the best thing ever... but it'll have to suffice 😙 Anyways, this imagine is MY interpretation of the song. I don't want people telling me to change how I've written my story (the only exception is constructive criticism on grammar, little fiddly bits in the story and ways to expand the plot a bit ❤️) Also Anon, I hope this is okay! I kept the song elements and childhood bsf part so... 😅 ---------------------------------- Word Count: 1.4k ------------------------------------- Warnings: Angst, Mentions of drug use and alcohol use, a bit fluffy, breakdown/kinda a depressive episode, short...hehe. --------------------------------

SFW

You and Eddie Roundtree have been friends forever. So, when he asked you to move with his band 4 months ago, you jumped at the chance. You were unaware, however, of the amount of partying that this would involve. You had always been a ballsy person but even some of the stuff that Graham was doing was a bit out of your comfort zone. 

When you were little, Eddie lived next door, sneaking through bedroom windows to comfort each other during storms and playing your piano, coming up with little songs. You were each other’s first kiss and Eddie took you to prom. Everyone said you two would get married one day. You said ‘no’. He said ‘maybe’. You still do stuff like that together but he’s off with groupies half the time. You hate to think it but, you feel like you are something more than just best friends…

Jealousy has overtaken your creativity lately. Every song you write is about him and you can’t fathom the fact that you might like him more than the unbreakable bond you’ve made over the years. Shit, you might even love him.

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“Hey Y/N! Come join us!”

You look over and see Warren and some other guys smoking something from a bong and you agreed. Anything to get your mind off Eddie dragging that girl to his room.

During the day, he’s the sweetest most loving person you’ll ever meet, but at night… You hate to think what else he does than hook up. It’s like he’s making you run in circles, constantly, you hate it. In fact, it’s almost draining. So, drowning out your sorrows in drugs and alcohol seems like the perfect solution.

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3 hours later and you’re pissed and high wearing a halter neck bralette and flared jeans, wishing that you didn’t exist. That this stupid crush didn’t exist.

That Eddie and you never existed.

So, as you lay there on the couch, listening to the unwanted people still vacating the house, you start to cry. You want to leave but, getting up wasn’t the easiest thing when you’re bawling your eyes out, drunk and high and surrounded by people you don’t even know. But you proceed to someone’s room, that definitely isn’t yours. To your surprise, there aren’t any girls in here anymore. Or a boy. You lay on the double bed in the middle of the room and ponder, still crying. Just wondering whether moving here was the right choice after all.

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You awake, unaware that you fell asleep in the first place. It’s not cold like how it was when you came into the empty room. You turn around to find that Eddie was the reason you didn’t have frostbite. Peeling his arm from your torso, you sit up and regain consciousness before standing up and walking to your room.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You turn to find a sleepy Eddie Roundtree at the end of his bed, rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

“To bed.” You reply, clearly annoyed. Yet, some people just can’t take the hint.

“But you were in bed.”

“My bed dumbass. Besides you probably just fucked some groupie-“ you stopped yourself, but it was too late. Eddie looked at you concerned; you could only tell by the small slither of moonlight coming from the window.

He stood up and approached you slowly taking note of the vulnerable state you put yourself in.

“What are you talking about?”

He cupped your cheeks and his palms felt warm, you felt at home.

“The girl... from earlier... didn’t you-“ He cut you off. Your faces so close together that your lips almost touched. You didn’t like that. You felt like he was taking advantage of you, but oh well, it’s Eddie motherfucking Roundtree we’re talking about here.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Y/N.” He did in fact know what you were talking about. Not only was it horrible but she wasn’t you. And that’s what hurt him the most.

But it hurt you more.

You sigh, pulling his hands away from your face.

“Too high to remember?”

He didn’t answer only looked down in shame.

“Of course.” You scold him as your eyes start to water. You can’t keep them back like you normally would, which means that your heart is officially broken.

You peel away from him and run through the house to the rooftop. You sit on the ledge and cry until you hear a familiar voice behind you.

“Y’know, friends don’t look at friends that way.” It’s Karen.

You wipe away your tears and turn to face her, “huh…?”

“I heard everything... are you okay?” You nod, it’s not the most reassuring thing ever, but it works.

“Anyways, what were you saying? About the friend’s thing?”

Karen smiles sadly, “He looks at you the same way Camila looks at Billy, or how Graham looks at me. He loves you, Y/N. And I can tell you love him too.”

You look down, as if ashamed that you love him, that someone knows you love him.

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Eddie paces around his room. He knows he fucked up but there aren’t very many ways he can repair what he had broken. Trust. Comfort. Love. He overthought everything through so heavily that he became dizzy. Getting drunk again as if it might mend the hole in his heart for a little while. It didn’t. He was just drunk and delusional. Eddie put his hands to his head in frustration, making his headache, heartache and longing for your arms around his waist. Like you always would whenever you missed him. You wished you could do that too.

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“Friends don’t look at friends that way.” That was repeating in your head non-stop over the next few days making your mind blurry and incognitive. Locking yourself in your room and staring at the void in your wall for hours on end wasn’t healthy. You knew this, you just didn’t give a shit. Even though everyone was worried you convinced yourself no one cared. That Eddie will never love you. That no one will ever love you. This obviously not true because 4 days after the ‘incident’, Eddie walks into your room. You were crying on the floor, next to a blanket and a box of tissues.

“Hey... We’re all really worried y’know.” He assures. You just lean on his shoulder as he sits down next to you and wraps his arm around your shoulder. It was nice there. For the first time in what felt like forever, you felt a small wave of happiness.

“I’m sorry.” You choke out. Still crying and overwhelmed.

“For what exactly? I was the one who fucked a bunch of girls and still thought that I deserved the most amazing one of all.” He chuckled. You smiled. Until you didn’t. Raising your head from his shoulder, turning to face him,  your face grew the grimacing emotion of anxiety.

“Do… Do you love me, Eddie?”

“Of course, Y/N. Who wouldn’t lo-“

“No. Do you love me, Eddie Roundtree. I need to know because this is what your games, or whatever the fuck you’re playing me at, has done to me.”  You grasp his hand, solemnly. His face contorts into something you haven’t seen from him before. He’s about to cry.

“Why the fuck would you ever think I didn’t love you as more than friends, Y/N? I have loved you the second I laid eyes on you. The minute you showed me how to play piano. The hour I spent making you a stupid sign to ask you to prom. I just figured you had other people in mind. That we were strictly platonic-“

You cupped his cheeks and pulled him in for the kiss you have both longed for since you laid eyes on each other. The passionate, painful, loving, gentle kiss you had needed since you knew you loved each other. With no words said, you have told Eddie a million things.

“Karen told me this thing, the night of the party…” Eddie said as the kiss broke. As if on que, you said in unison,

“Friends don’t look at friends that way…”

AN: If y'all want a taglist just tell me ❤️

#eddie roundtree x reader #eddie loving #eddie loving x reader #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree fluff #eddie loving fluff #djats x reader #djats #daisy jones and the six #go me for actually commiting to something for once #like woooo!! #my phone broke today 😅

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There's so much Sam x reader smut and Colby x reader smut but no Sam and Colby x reader comfort ( that's not about being haunted)

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I watch ghost hunting shows the same way straight white men watch football

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Were they animals, that music could move them so ?

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Could you do an Eddie Roundtree oneshot based on the song "That Way" by Tate McRae ft Jeremy Zucker with a childhood friend of the band who also lives in California?

Of Course!! Give me a few days and keep looking at my page xx

#eddie roundtree x reader #eddie loving x reader #eddie loving #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree fluff #eddie roundtree smut #eddie loving fluff #eddie loving smut

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Reblog if you feel like you'd be best buddies with Bildad the Shuhite.

#bildad my beloved #bildad the shuhite #shuhite sunday #good omens #good omens season 2 #david tennant #bildaddy #bildad brainrot #bildad nation

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Masterlist

(ugh, look at that man)

~||Eddie Loving/Roundtree||~

that way (song!imagine, that way - Tate McRae)

Not much here yet! go to my profile and send a request to my ask box xx

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Navigation <3

Hi! I'm finally getting my writing motivation back so here's a navigation post!

What I WILL and WON'T write about

Who I WILL and WON'T write for

About Me 🦕

Masterlist

(for legal reasons not my image and idk why its so pixelated)

#eddie roundtree x reader #warren rojas x reader #sam and colby x reader #colby brock x reader #jordan li x reader

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About Me 🦕

Hi! I'm Katie (she/they). I love writing, singing and simping.

I'm bi, I have t-rex arms and love Elvis. My dad says that my friends are cyborgs and I’m clairvoyant (kinda like a medium but not).

oh well, thats all you really need to know so.... 🦕

(oh and i really like dino emojis)

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Who I WON'T write for:

I don't really know at this point.. I'll update this post if there is anyone I feel uncomfortable writing for but for now... go for it.

Who I WILL write for:

Daisy Jones and The Six

Eddie Loving/Roundtree

Warren Rojas/Rhodes

Billy Dunne

Graham Dunne

Camila Dunne/Alvarez

Daisy Jones

Karen Sirko

(I'm not good at writing wlw just yet but I'll still write headcanons for now :))

Musicals:

Heathers

Jason 'JD' Dean

(idrk what else tbh so... requests!!)

Youtubers:

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

DannyPhantomexe (British Gentleman From The 1800's)

Sturniolo Triplets (Nick is strictly mlm)

Celebrities:

Austin Butler

Any djats cast member (within reason)

Maya Hawke

Tom Hiddleston

Movies/TV:

Stranger Things

Robin Buckley

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Max Mayfield

Argyle

Gen V

Jordan Li

Emma Meyer

[below text edited in 3/11/23]

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley [rip lmao]

George Weasley

Maze Runner

Newt

Gally

Thomas

Minho

I think this is it for now but for the thousanth time..... requests!!!!

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Heyyyyy

So I think im developing the motivation to write stuff (again), so if you come across this, feel free to send an ask or smth so I can fulfil requests.

Nothing too weird, i'll do weird but like....

anyways, heres a list of what i WON'T write:

non-con, underage, SA, incest, inhuman characters (mythical creatures such as werewolves, monsters etc. animals).

heres a list of what i WILL write:

X reader (my main thing), headcanons, oneshots, celebrities (only some, ill make a masterlist and like restart this whole acc.), oneshots based off songs (not taylor swift tho... please). theres def other things that i just cant think of this second lmao.

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Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write the 50k fan-fictions, because of a lack of focus or motivation, or mental illness.

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t or can’t write smut, but are still lumped into a group that is almost expected to write smut. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who can’t update chapters frequently for maybe a multitude of reasons, and get messages daily from people asking for “their” new chapter. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who aren’t big name fans and hardly get ten kudos or one comment on their fan-fictions. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who stay up all night editing and rewriting and don’t get much attention on their work no matter how much they feel like they promote their writing.

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who don’t write a lot and are constantly asked to write more but can’t for whatever valid reason they have. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers who have the courage to post their writing online and only have it publicly made fun of for grammar or poor characterization. 

Shout-out to fan-fiction writers for writing their fan-fiction, posting it online, and continuing to do it no matter how much or little attention they get, and constantly improving as a writer with every upload.

You all rock.