#I was just listening to this song and was like holy hell that movie was so good

[snowball-maltese]

Please this song

It was at the end of the Dakaichi movie and holy smokes

It is so good

That movie was so good! Sksjsjsjrkeidj omg Spanish Chuntaaa

Do the flamenco Takato 😭

#deep squad #dakaichi #dakaichi i’m being harassed by the sexiest man of the year #dakaretai otoko #junta azumaya #takato saijou #i know this is random #I was just listening to this song and was like holy hell that movie was so good #also can I just say #deep squad is so good #their album #d’parture #is so good #i can’t recommend it enough #😭😭😭 #Spotify

[freak-accident419]

The Little Things

Josh Futturman x GN!Reader

Summary: Upset that Josh has been overly stressed and traumatized recently, you decide to surprise him with a short getaway, a temporary escape—you were going to take him to see a dinosaur.

WC: 1.8k

Content: fluff, mentions of death, gender neutral reader, short but sweet, kissing, listening to music, quiet yet comfortable company, few curse words

(A/n: this oneshot is heavily inspired by the movie Palm Springs which was brought to my attention from something @rynsfandomsfun reblogged—it was a sweet movie. Also, don’t play the preview of the song attached, but listen from the beginning when it plays in the fic :) )

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“Hey. Wake up…”

Your gentle voice and light shaking seemed to do the trick as you sat patiently on the edge of his bed. “Y/n?” Josh grumbles drowsily, gradually waking up as he rubs his eyes with his fingers. “Shit… what time is it…?”

You chuckle amusedly at his demeanor. “Approximately two a.m. But that’s not so important,” you answer, watching him use his arms to lift himself up against his bed frame, now in a sitting position.

He faced you with groggy bewilderment until his eyes suddenly widened once they inevitably trailed over to your lap. “Shit—Y/n, is that the TTD?” Josh gasped. The revelation seemed to have woken him up completely, his shock clashing with your nonchalant smirk. “But that would mean—”

“Yes, I stole it from Tiger and Wolf while they were sleeping. And yeah, I’m aware they’d kill me if they ever found out, but they’ll never know we even left, ’cause lucky for us, now we have a damn time machine,” you grin softly.

“‘Left’? Wait, what—what are we doing?”

You chuckle, admiring the adorably confounded look on his face. You were so thrilled to break the news to him, anticipating his reaction. “I’m gonna take you to see a dinosaur.”

You didn’t mean to get tied into all of this. Well, technically, none of you were meant to. However, Josh was your best friend, and one day, you two hung out in his room as you watched him play and attempt to beat his favorite game Biotic Wars. And you never would’ve guessed the shit you both would go through after that.

As his best friend, you knew him very well and were able to read him even if he was across the room from you. Therefore, you could always sense when he was upset and miserably exhausted. So when those two airheaded dipshits from the future constantly mistreated and belittled him, you couldn’t help but feel resentment towards them and pity towards your best friend. And the moment you saw him covered in his co-workers’ blood after him witnessing his colleagues brutally chop them up to shove inside a possum incinerator, you were just about done with all of this bullshit.

So when the day became night, you snuck into Tiger and Wolf’s weird sewer hideout, stealing their TTD. And then you snuck into Josh’s house, planning to steal him too.

Josh’s face beams as he heard your proposal, and it was probably the first time you’ve seen him genuinely smile ever since he got involved in that savior crap.

“I’m gonna see a dinosaur?” You answered him with a smug nod. “You’re not fucking with me? I’m gonna see a dinosaur? H-holy—holy shit!”

You knew he wanted this before, hell, you were right there when he begged Tiger and Wolf for it back in 1969. And so, because of all the bullshit he undeservingly had to deal with, you wanted to give him a break or reward. You just wanted to see your friend happy again, like how he was before this entire mess.

In life, you had to enjoy the little things—which says a lot about your lives right now, considering that traveling back in time to see a dinosaur could be considered as such. The two of you needed a break, even just for less than a day where you didn’t have to worry about saving the world or killing people.

You take out an index card and found a pen on his desk. “What time is it?” You ask him, taking the cap off of the pen with your teeth.

“Uh, two—uh, two thirty-four,” he answered after glancing at the clock. “Am I—Am I seriously going to see a dinosaur? Are—are we actually going to the jurassic period?”

You scribbled down the time so you’d know when exactly you should get back, just to avoid any complications. “Yes,” your answer was muffled as you laugh softly, taking the cap out of your mouth to place it back over the pen. You shoved the note in your pocket then took Josh’s hand, helping him get up from his bed to stand up in his room. You open the TTD and began to play around with the controls.

“Do you even know how to use that thing?” He asked, looking over all the cryptic symbols and confusing interface, then back at you.

“Uhh, general idea,” you reply, clicking around the device some more until you finally placed your arm around his shoulder. “You ready, Josh?”

He blinked, then nodded eagerly. “Are you serious? Hell, yeah! Holy shit! No way! I’m gonna see an actual, fucking dinosaur!”

You weren’t quite used to the feeling of traveling through time, but at least it got easier every time you did. Bright blue lights and volts surrounded the two of you, feeling a gust of wind blow into your face and whole being, and even heat from the electrical currents. And then, in less than five seconds, you two appeared in a jungle, late at night, in the late jurassic period.

***

You two sat down on a thick branch of a tallish tree, the soft light of the moon kissing your faces. It was dangerous to be in such a wild and unpredictable time, surrounded by deadly, barbaric creatures, so the tree would be a pretty safe place to watch the dinosaurs from. Except the surrounding area was practically empty, so you just waited for them to emerge.

Your shoulders brushed as you enjoyed the silence between the two of you—which was actually ceased fairly quickly once Josh communicated a thought that had practically gnawed at him for days.

“Hey, I just wanna say I’m, uh… I’m sorry that I dragged you into this, Y/n,” he finally says, looking at you pitifully. He looked really nice in the moonlight, you thought. “Wolf and Tiger, they’re insane, and I—shit, if I never invited you over then none of this would fucking—”

“Hey, hey, shut up, will you?” You snickered, offering a forgiving grin. “You didn’t drag me into this. The both of us never would’ve expected any of this bullshit, okay? Like, genuinely.” Josh nodded, but you still sensed some remaining guilt in him. “Hey. If I was gonna be wrapped into this crazy fucking mess with somebody, I’m glad it was with you. You’re my best friend. My ride or die.”

The corner of his lips curled into a sweet, appreciative smile. “Thanks,” he replied coyly. “And, uh, thanks for this. I know there’s no dinosaurs right now, but… I really appreciate the gesture. Like, Tiger and Wolf, they would’ve—”

“They definitely would’ve killed me, yes,” you laughed softly. “But… you’re worth all the crazy fucking discipline.”

With this lighting, you could never see how his cheeks flushed pink. But you knew he was blushing, from how the corner of his eyes crease and the way his wide smile accentuated his cheeks, revealing his pearly white, perfect teeth. He lets out a quiet giggle, and the two of you continued to watch the horizon of the dark, yet mesmerizing prehistoric view.

You two held each other’s hands, interlocking one another’s fingers warmly, placing the clasped fists between each other. There was some kind of unspoken thing between you two that you never had time to figure out, mainly because of the recent things you’ve been dealing with. But it was still there, that strange, lingering feeling.

And then…

“Holy shit!” Josh gasped abruptly, sitting up, patting onto your shoulder repeatedly, then pointing his finger far out into the distance. “Y/n, look, shit, Y/n, Y/n, Y/n—”

“Wh—” Your breath hitched as you saw it in front of you. “Shit…”

The several long necks and small heads of brontosauruses were in the distance, peeking out of the whole jungle and its trees, walking slowly towards the left in front of the iridescent moon.

It was beautiful. You never expected it to be. Actually, you really didn’t expect anything, you thought it’d be too surreal to even process. But they were exactly like the history books. They were like the CGI graphics in film and games, the images displayed near their exhibits at museums, the small long, plastic figures that come in clear tubes, and hell, a scene from Spielberg’s Jurassic fucking Park.

“They’re beautiful…” Josh sighs in complete awe.

“They really are…” you mutter, still fascinated by it all, watching the family of dinosaurs walk slowly together, letting out low moans and stomps with each heavy step.

Abruptly, you take out your phone from your pocket, as well as some earbuds. You plug it in, help Josh with the left earpiece and put the right one in yours. And then, you clicked onto a song that you had downloaded prior.

The gentle song began to play softly in your ears. The two of you were mesmerized by the beauty and magnificence of these creatures that you never thought you’d ever see. Your head moves down to rest on Josh’s shoulder as you two admired the dinosaurs from afar. The light pressure of you against his shoulder tickled him slightly, which he gulped at, heat rising to his cheeks. Your contact against him felt warm and you felt safe. Even though this was a place where you would most likely get mauled brutally by ‘clever girl’s, you felt nearly invincible with your best friend by your side.

“This is amazing…” he whispered, astonished.

“Yeah,” you sigh, mocking his quiet speech.

A pause.

“You’re amazing…”

You slowly pull away from his shoulder curiously, your eyes leaving the direction of the large, majestic animals. Your eyes look deeply into his, again, the moonlight shining exquisitely on the side of his face, bright enough to reveal some of the hazel tint in his irises. You felt your eyelashes flutter each time you looked from his eyes to his lips. He, too, looked at you intimately and fondly. And then your eyes closed gently once you feel his lips press against yours, hearing the song continue in your ears. The entire moment felt so magical, that you weren’t sure if it was because of the fact that you were in a place where dinosaurs existed or that you were kissing the person you’ve always admired.

You pull away slowly, a silent exchange of eye contact, before kissing him again, with more passion and less hesitance, letting your hands rest behind his neck.

There were no more words between the two of you after. In a good, serene way. Parting from his lips, you rested your head back onto his shoulder, feeling his arm around you from the back and his hand holding your waist. And you two continued to watch the dinosaurs under the stars, holding each other’s hands once more. Enjoying the little things, for now.

You could let this moment go on forever. After all, with the TTD, you had all the time in the world.

#future man #future man 2017 #future man x reader #josh futturman x reader #josh futturman x you #josh futturman x gn!reader #josh futterman #josh futterman x reader #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson fanfic #josh hutcherson fluff #mike schmidt x reader #clapton davis x reader #peeta mellark x reader #josh futturman x f!reader #josh futturman x m!reader #gender neutral reader #male reader

[thewayitalknj]

The Song That Follows

Modern!Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Summary-A love song from one of your favorite movies seems to follow you wherever you go and starts to play into your real life ; Prom is just around the corner as well. Word Count-6.7k Warnings-Friends to lovers ; A mention of sleeping together but none is written ; Takes place in 2023.

A/N-Well holy crap, here I am writing for the first time since 2011 probably? I'm a bit rusty, but I hope you enjoy! Just a funny side note, Mrs. K is based off of a real life teacher I had in high school. She did come to my prom drunk (LOL). She also did ask my friends and I to help for the extra credit for a school event but we kindly declined. :) (also I'm insanely obsessed with this song, I hope you love it as well!)

You - Hey! I’m in need of your assistance for the next Photoshop Challenge for Photography, can you meet me in the computer lab after school?

Jonathan - sure, no problem. I’ll see you then!

As the final bell of the day rang you made you way to the computer lab to meet Jonathan, grateful he was willing to help considering you hated asking your own teachers questions yourself. You knew senior year wasn’t going to be easy but as the end of the year started getting closer and closer you couldn’t believe that you and your friends were off to college. Soon there would be one more lunch together, one more after school meet up and one more meeting in the computer lab.

“Hey you finally beat me.” You say walking up to Jonathan who’s waiting for you outside the door.

“Last class was right around the corner, you ready to tackle this assignment?”

“Let’s do it.” 

Time passed as you and Jonathan worked on your homework together. Your objective was to take a photo but add in a random object, then having to take said random object out of the photo with editing. You both were concentrating so hard you didn’t even notice your Sociology teacher, Mrs. K, walking up between you two.

“Good afternoon!”

“Hey Mrs. K, how are you?” You ask smiling. Mrs. K was one of your favorite teachers. She was defiantly a little off but was still the life of the party during class.

“I’m doing well missy thank you for asking. I’m so glad I found you both together, I need to ask you a possible favor.”

“And what would that be?”

“I’m head of the prom committee this year and in need of more volunteers. Just a few students to help out with small things for the night.”

“Ah, and what’s in it for us?” Jonathan asks, smirking.

She laughs and shakes her head. “You know me too well Mr. Byers. Extra credit. I’ll let you know a few weeks before what your jobs will be and it will go towards your final grade of the year. I’ll even knock off some final questions.”

“That’s really nice of you to ask us for help Mrs. K but I already have plans on prom night.” You answer with a pretend sad look on your face. You knew you never wanted to go to prom. You hated getting dressed up, wearing makeup, hell doing your own routine in the morning was frustrating enough.

“Plans already? Prom is another month away how do you already have plans?”

“They just happened to fall on prom night. Look, can we talk it over and get back to you?”

“Sure, I’ll be at the front desk working. Thank you both for your consideration.” With a huge pat on the back to the both of you, she walks away.

“I’m just as confused, how do you have plans already set in stone?” Jonathan raises an eyebrow.

“Like I said, they just happen to fall on the same night as prom. I wasn’t planning on going anyway.”

“Well, let’s think this over real quick. Save your file.” You quickly save your edited work and turn to Jonathan. “This is easy extra credit. Who cares if we have to listen to terrible pop music and dress up for one night. We could even ask Nancy, Eddie and Robin to help too. We can all go as a group. It might be worth it.”

“Nancy and Robin would be on board, Eddie is another story.”

“Why?”

“I know him, okay? Prom is not his style or the place he wants to be.”

“But it’s extra credit. Like I said, easy extra credit. I’m in. How about you?” You thought about it for a moment. He was right, it IS super easy extra credit. Your grade could use a pick me up, and it would be a fun night with friends regardless.

“Okay, you convinced me. Let’s go tell Mrs. K when we’re done editing.” Once you heard the announcement of the computer lab closing you both approached Mrs. K and told her you were in. She was very delighted and thanked you a million times and gave lots of hugs. 

Now the difficult part is coming up, canceling your plans to volunteer on prom night. I’m sure the news will be taken lightly considering the situation, what could possibly go wrong? Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough, right?

Your locker slams shut. “YOU WHAT?”

“Don’t raise your voice on me Munson.” You turn around and begin to head down the hallway towards the lunchroom.

“Come on, we’ve had these plans for months. We made a vow-”

“Yes yes I know we did.”

“And you want to fall to the broken conformity that is…fucking prom?!” You stop and turn around again this time facing him yourself.

“Look Eddie I’m sorry but this is the easiest extra credit you can receive. You have Mrs. K too why don’t you sign up as well. I’m sure you of all people need the exert credit.”

“Wow, ouch.” This time he takes the lead in walking.

“Well it’s too late, I’ll be there. I still think you should go. Our whole group is going to be there so it won’t be like you're alone.”

“That’s not really the point-”

“Then can you please for one night not be the kid who thinks he’s too cool for school?”

“Still not the point but I’m ending this conversation now.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” You both enter the lunchroom and find Nancy, Robin and Jonathan at your usual table.

“Whoa, what’s got your panties in a bunch?” Robin asks Eddie.

“This one,” Eddie points to you, “has canceled plans with me.”

“Oh, whoa is me.” Robin has always been the one for dramatics and you softly laugh to yourself while getting your lunch out.

“Did these plans happen to fall on prom night?” Jonathan then asks.

Eddie rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed even at the word. “Yes they did. Why? Are you to blame for this?” 

“Blame for what? Is this about Mrs. K’s extra credit volunteering?” Nancy interjects.

“I am to blame for this then. Yes, Mrs. K asked us yesterday in the computer lab and we accepted.”

“She asked Robin and I in class today. We signed up too, figured it would be fun.”

“Nancy, you have an A already you don’t need the extra credit.” 

“Yes that’s true but after she told us you two were helping we thought we could go as a group to stick together.”

“My thoughts exactly. See?” Jonathan smiles at you and the girls. Eddie slumps in his chair and sighs.

“I’ll just be alone, in my room, with my guitar and uncle in the other room as he watches reruns of Wheel of Fortune all night.”

“Come on Eddie, can’t you suck it up for one night?” Robin shakes his arm and pouts as she speaks. “It will be a lot of fun. And we can all hang out afterword.”

“I don’t know guys I really don’t want to.”

“Just give it a thought okay? I bet you could use the extra credit as well.” Nancy says.

“Jesus Christ…”

Hey I still feel bad about changing our plans, can I please make it up to you?

1 New Notification 

Eddie - what do you have in mind??

Well I was going to ask if I can join in on Hellfire for the rest of the month but considering I almost killed our whole party in one of our last sessions I don’t think I’m ever welcomed back.

…yeah Dustin and Lucas are still mad about that…can we just have our movie night some other time?

Absolutely! What works for you?

Next Friday?

Perfect, see you then! :)

Movie night was an essential part of your friendship with Eddie. Every other Friday you would get together and watch one of your favorite films. This time it was Eddie’s trailer with you bringing the snacks and choosing the film. And after another long boring day of school you were exited about spending the night with your best friend.

After knocking three times Eddie rushed to the door to let you in. “About time, what was taking so long?”

“I over bought, get ready for your freezer to be full again.”

“Hey, I’m not complaining. Wayne will be happy about it too.” He steps aside to let you in, putting all your bags on the counter.

“Speaking of, where is my favorite long lost uncle?”

“Working per usual but he says hello.” You and Eddie spend the next few minutes getting everything set up. Snacks on the coffee table while the oven baked your favorite appetizers. “Alight so it’s your choice tonight. What streaming service are we using?”

“Amazon Prime.” You answer, grabbing the remote and loading up the app on his TV.

“Hm, different.”

“Eddie Munson, get ready to watch one of the best film of the 80’s. Personally, one of my favorite’s. Not only is it one of my favorite’s but the soundtrack is perfect is every single way.”

“Okay, so what’s it called?”

“Streets of Fire. A rock and roll fable.”

“If it’s one of the best movies of the 80’s why have I never heard of it?”

“Have I also mentioned it is very underrated?”

“Well now you have. Okay, press play.”

“With pleasure.” You press play and the movie begins.

An hour and half seem to pass like it’s nothing. You knew you were going to enjoy the movie but was curious to how Eddie would react. Every so often you would steal some glances at him, and his eyes never left the screen. Hell he never even got up to go to the bathroom or to get more food. “Well…what do you think?”

“That was…wow.”

“Wow good or wow bad? You’re killing me.”

“You weren’t kidding. I loved it. Why isn’t it more well known?”

“Beats me. My Dad showed it to me a few years ago.”

“Why didn’t you show me sooner?”

“Dunno, just came to mind one day and I figured it would be perfect for a movie night and well, here we are. Plus like I said the soundtrack is one of my favorites, I listen to is constantly.”

“Good choice, good choice.” He nods his head in approval and you smile. “Come on, let’s get this place cleaned up.” As you both continue to tidy up you can’t help but think of how Eddie won’t be joining you and your friends for prom.

“Hey.” He looks at you. “Are you sure you don’t want to come to prom with us? It really is going to be fun.” He just laughs and shakes his head. “Eddie…”

“I’m not going hun. I’m sorry, I just don’t want too. None of you can convince me otherwise.” You accept defeat. As much as you want him to join you you know it’s going to be difficult to talk him into going. It’ll take a miracle to get him there. So you figured from that point on you shouldn’t waste your time. 

The end of the night arrived and it was time for you to head back home. You give him a quick hug and he watches you walk back to your car. When you safely enter he closes the trailer door. As your phone connects to car, I Can Dream About You by Dan Hartman pops up as your first shuffled song. “Huh, that’s funny.” You sing along to your favorite song from Streets of Fire and drive on home.

2 New Notification 

Nancy - I’m sorry but Robin is about to text you about dress shopping, just wanted to warn you.

Robin-HEYYYY WE’RE GOING DRESS SHOPPING TODAY AND YOU CAN’T TELL US NO SEE YOU LATER OKAY BYEEEEEEEEE.

“I can’t believe you pulled me out on a Saturday to go dress shopping.” You, Robin and Nancy are standing outside your local mall.

“Ladies,” Robin turns to you both, “I’m what you would call a fashionista.”

“You most certainly are not-” “Far from it actually-” You and Nancy answer at the same time.

“Okay okay, I get it. But you will thank me later when I help pick out your dresses. Now, let’s go girls.” She struts herself into the mall. You and Nancy (again at the same time) roll your eyes and follow right behind her, passing all the local shops until you reach the dress shop.

“This is my own personal nightmare.” You whisper to yourself.

“Heard that, and trust me. Don’t you trust me?” Robin asks.

“NO.” Again, you and Nancy speak in unison.

“Please stop doing that, it’s freaking me out. Now, leave me to my duties. I shall be back in a jiffy.” Nancy takes a seat at the front of the store while you lean against the glass wall.

“Do you really trust her with this shit?” You look over at Nancy who’s scrolling through her phone.

“Honestly no, but we had no choice but to be here or we wouldn’t hear the end of it. So let her have her fun. Who knows, maybe she’ll find us some good choices.”

Turns out Robin was good with fashion if she put her mind to it. She picked out a few dresses for Nancy which she tried on, settling on the third choice. Once it was your turn, Robin led you to your dressing room, closing the curtain. “Um, Robin there’s only one dress in here.”

“I know, try it on. I have my reasons.” You look over the dress, touching it with ease. You admire how pretty it really is and thought you would pick it out yourself if you saw it on the rack. You quickly change out of your clothes into the dress, only to find your having trouble with the zipper. 

“Hey, need help with the zipper. Can’t seem to reach.” You open the curtain and Robin quickly helps, then taking a step back.

“Whoa.” This time, it’s her and Nancy speaking at the same time.

“Whoa good or whoa bad?”

“Whoa good. Look at yourself.” You turn around towards the mirror and step onto the pedestal. You were never for dressing up but this dress was just, perfect.

“Damn Robin, you out did yourself.” You complaint her work, turning around and admiring how the dress fits you perfectly.

“I told you, I have my reasons.”

“And those reasons were?” 

A familiar song starts playing in the store.

“Well for one, the dress is just you. And two-”

“Wait, wait sorry. Hold on.” You point your finger to the speaker and smile. “Sorry, I just love this song.”

“Okay, random.”

“What song is it?” Nancy seemed curious.

“It’s called I Can Dream About You. It’s from the 80’s, it’s actually from one of my favorite soundtracks.”

“What movie?”

“Streets of Fire? Why are you questioning me so much?”

“Because I knew this sounded familiar. Mike was listening to it in his room. When I asked him about the song he said Eddie told him to listen to it.”

“He, he did?”

“Yeah, he said they all started talking about movies and Eddie brought it up. He said he watched it with you-”

“WHICH leads me to reason number two,” Robin interrupts, “this dress will knock Eddie off his feet.” 

“Very funny Robin.” You step down and cross your arms.

“I mean Robin isn’t wrong, Eddie would love this on you.” Nancy agrees, looking you up and down.

“When did this fantasy about Eddie and I start?”

“Oh please, we’ve all known since we were like 15. You belong together, and we all think it.”

“And we all is…?”

“Everyone in our group, even Eddie. But of course he won’t admit it himself because he’s stubborn and men never admit their feelings.”

“Robin-”

“Hush,” she covers your mouth “it is my mission to get you both together by the end of senior year. Also,” she uncovers your mouth, “this song is clearly a sign.”

“Okay Robin you’re loosing it-”

“Oh come on! Don’t you think it’s coincidental that you hear this song while shopping and then learn how Mike was listening to it after you just happen to show Eddie this movie a few weeks ago?” She perks her head to the side, she once again, wasn’t wrong.

“Well-”

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

“You’re not. And after Eddie and I watched it, it was the first song to pop up on my shuffle.” Robin raises her arms to the sky.

“See?! It’s fate. It’s going to happen I can guarantee it. I will work my magic. Now, let’s go pay for these beauties.” She once again struts her way this time to the cashier.

“And do you have a say in all of this?” You ask Nancy.

“Well, the dress is gorgeous. And I also think you and Eddie belong together. That’s all.” 

“Awesome, great thanks. Can you please unzip me?” Nancy helps as you make your way back in and get dressed back into your normal attire. 

Senior Week had finally arrived, which meant prom was on Friday. Today was a half day for the senior class. It was also the day you found out your special jobs. Thankfully being the wonderful teacher she is, Mrs. K kept you and your friends together and assigned you to help decorate apart of the gym the morning of. Your last event of the day was lunch. “So, what’s this big news you have to share Jonathan?”

“Wait until Eddie comes and I’ll let you all know.” After a few minutes, Eddie sits himself next to you taking out his headphones.

“Sorry, got held up in the library working on an assignment. What’s your big news?”

“I have a surprise for you guys.”

“And what would that be?” Nancy asks.

“Argyle is flying in from California to go to prom with us.”

“No way?!” “That’s awesome!” “Sweet!” Everyone seemed super excited about Argyle flying in, except for Eddie.

“Well, I’m sure you all will have fun together.”

“Come on Munson, you seriously don’t want to come?” Robin sticks out her lip.

“No no and fuck no. You can keep trying but nothing is going to convince me to go.”

“You suck, you know that?”

“Nothing new.” He states.

Jonathan jumps back into the conversation to change the subject. “Yeah, he’s really excited about coming. He can’t wait to see you all.”

“We’re excited to see him too, it’s been so long. FaceTime and Zoom can only do so much.” You say.

“True. So, how was shopping for your dresses?”

“It actually went pretty well. Turns out Robin has an eye for fashion when she puts her mind to it.” Nancy answers.

“What do the dresses look like?”

You begin to answer, “Well mine is-”

“NOPE. Keep your mouth shut!” Robin yells.

“The heck is up with you?” Eddie asks.

“It’s all a surprise. You’ll have to wait until Friday to see how we look.”

“But I’m not even going.”

“Then you’re missing out.” Robin says matter-of-faculty. You knew what she was doing and you hated it, but you also wanted to see what the outcome would be.

“Whatever, you guys have fun. I’ll be home if you change your mind.” He says to you, picking up his stuff and leaving. When he was getting up he unlocked his phone and pressed play on a song popping in his headphones, you caught a quick glimpse of it and your eyes went wide. After he took a few steps away, they all look at you confused.

“What?” You ask.

“Why did it look like your eyes were going to budge out of your sockets?” Jonathan asks, concerned if anything.

“Oh, nothing. I’m fine.”

“You look like you saw a ghost just now. What gives?”

“I said it’s nothing-”

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, thank you though.”

Robin smirks. 

Prom Night approached a lot quicker then you expected. Senior Week flew by so quick you now found yourself at Nancy’s house with Robin getting ready. Peter Gabriel’s Your Eyes playing through the speakers in her room. You spent most of the morning at school getting your extra credit in with Mrs. K and other classmates. When 2pm hit the clock she dismissed and thanked you all for your hard work. Jonathan agreed to pick everyone up along with Argyle.

“I’m so tired from earlier I don’t think I’m going to make it through the night.” You say.

“Oh you’ll be fine. Once we all get there your energy will pick up.” Nancy says. You nod your head and continue working on your makeup.

“And that was Peter Gabriel’s Your Eyes on 102.7, hits from yesterday and today. I’m Michelle, your DJ for the next few hours. The all request zone is coming up, so call in or shoot us a text to get your fav songs on the air! I’ll be back after these messages.”

“Hm, that sounds fun. I’ll be right back.” Robin says as she exits the room.

“What does she mean?” Nancy asks.

“Beats me, maybe she’s going to the bathroom.” A few moments pass as Robin enters back into the room with a smile on her face, a few minutes pass until the DJ begins talking on the radio again.

“Alight everyone and we’re back. We had a few calls and texts coming in. I want to kick off our request zone with a message from a young lady named Robin! She called in for a message for a friend, quote ‘Please change your mind, you won’t regret it. She’s going to look stunning and gorgeous and you know you’re going to kick yourself for it.’ And with that, here’s her request ‘I Can Dream About You’ by Dan Hartman!” The song starts playing

“ROBIN WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?” You scream, dropping your eyeliner.

“Hey, you never know, Eddie could be listening. Plus, let’s flashback to yesterday shall we? You know damn well what you saw on his phone. He was listening to this song when he got up and you saw it on his lock screen, wasn’t he?” You stare at her. “Well?”

“Wait, is she for real?” Nanny questions putting down her hair supplies  down, now entertained.

“…Yes. He was listening to it.” You admit, looking down at the floor.

“SEE? I knew it. Fate, it’s going to happen. He’s showing up tonight.”

“No, he’s not. I know him better than you, he doesn’t listen to the radio that much. Mainly just his phone. There’s only one good rock station in this town and it’s rare he even listens to that.”

“Well I thought it was worth a shot. I guarantee he’ll come. I can feel it.” You just shake your head and continue with your makeup. “Anyhow, ladies. Let’s get glammed.”

After a few hours cooped up in Nancy’s bedroom, you all found yourselves taking photos in the Wheelers living room.

“You girls look so beautiful, so grown up!” Mrs. Wheeler wipes away a tear while clicking her photo button multiple times.

“Okay Mom, that’s enough.” Nancy states.

“Oh one more please?!” DING DONG.

Nancy whispers a small “thank god” as Mrs. Wheeler gets the door to greet Jonathan and Argyle.

“What up my Hawkins family?!” Argyle enters with arms wide open. You, Nancy and Robin all run to him and engulf him in the biggest hug.

“We’ve missed you! We’re so glad you came for this!” You say.

“I’m glad too! Jonathan gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”

“Yeah yeah, you all look great by the way.” Jonathan bows to you all as Argyle follows along. Mrs. Wheeler insists on taking more photos together and you all agree because you can see she’s still so emotional.

“Okay, I’ll let you all go. You have fun, stay safe and text me updates please!” You all then give her a hug when you hear honking coming from outside the house.

“What the hell is that?” Ronin questions looking out the window. “Oh, no way.”

“Yeah, I came barring gifts my friends.” Argyle leads to the front door.

“COME ON SENIORS, WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE.” And there you see Steve, leaning up against a car.

“Oh you can’t just stay away from Hawkins even after you graduated can you Harrington?” You yell to him, walking out and meeting him.

“And miss all my friends going to their senior prom? Never, come here.” You give him a hug and look at the car. 

“Whose car?” Robin points to the shiny black car.

“Argyle rented it for you guys for the night, and I will be your chauffeur.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” Nancy says to Argyle.

“It’s no problemo, figured it can be my thank you to you all for the invite and for Jonathan letting me crash at his place so I didn’t have to stay at a hotel.”

“Look at the time, let’s get you guys to prom. I’m driving, so I’m playing DJ.” Steve opens the back door for everyone as you pile in and make your way towards Hawkins High.

Approaching the school was overwhelming. There were teachers, parents and cars everywhere. It took awhile for Steve to pull up to the entrance but you finally made it. After parking the car Steve turns around to face you all. “Okay kids, prom ends at midnight and I will be here on the dot to pick you up. No later than that okay?”

“Thanks Dad. See you then.” Robin says rolling her eyes, a specialty of her’s at this point. You all exit the car and make your way into the gymnasium. 

“Place looks great, our hard work paid off.” Jonathan states, looking around.

“You all did this?” Argyle asked in amazement.

“Well some of it yes.” You answer.

“Rad.” 

The night rolls on smoothly. You’re all horribly dancing to terrible TikTok hits and overplayed songs on the radio, but that’s not stopping you from having a good time. Although every time you would greet a fellow classmate, the majority asked where Eddie was. It hurt but you can’t say you didn’t try. You even tried to request a few songs to the DJ but he just looked at you like you had three heads. However when you requested Taylor Swift he was happy to oblige.

“I’m going to go get some water, anyone want any?” You yell over the music.

“No but we’ll meet you over by the tables, we need a break.” Robin says, pointing to where they’re going to be. You give her a thumbs up and head over to the water table, filling your cup and taking a huge gulp. Who knew dancing would take up this much energy.

“Hey there sonny!” Mrs. K comes on over standing next to you.

“Hi Mrs. K! You look beautiful.”

“As do you! How’s your night going?” Mrs. K seemed a little too upbeat and standing a bit too close. Smelling her breath you knew she definitely had a few to drink before arriving.

“It’s going great. We’re having a fun time.”

“Awesome! Hey, I meant to ask you all earlier. Where’s that Munson kid?” She looks around the dance-floor.

“He’s not coming. He had obligations set already.” 

“Ah, shame, I thought for sure he would be your date.” She playfully hit your arm raising her eyebrows.

“Yeah everyone seems to keep telling me that.” You take another sip of your water.

“Shame shame shame…” She begins to dance and sing, …”sHAME SHAME SHAAMEEE…”

“Here Mrs K,” you hand her a cup of water, “I’m going to go find my friends.” You quickly walk away and return to your group.

“What’s up with Mrs. K?” Jonathan asks.

“I think she may have had some drinks before coming in tonight.”

“Why am I not surprised?” Nancy laughs.

“Yeah I thought something was off about that lady. Is she always like that?” Argyle asks.

“YES.” You all answer in unison, laughing even harder. You all notice the DJ slowing the songs down, indicating it was time for some slow dancing to take place. You all look at eachother, shake your heads and sit on down. You start conversations about your senior year, how Argyle’s school year was back in California and small talk when you notice a familiar song starting to play.

 I Can Dream About You starts playing over large speakers.

“Oh my god, you have got to be kidding.” You say, shaking your head and placing it in your arms on the table.

“What?” Jonathan asks.

“Nothing, it’s this song playing.”

“What about the song?”

“Fate…” Robin says, looking behind you.

“What do you mean fate?” Jonathan was very confused.

“Fate for what?” Argyle was also very confused.

“Fate…” Nancy says.

“What is going on?! And how is the DJ playing this song right now?!” Nancy and Robin nod and point towards the opposite side of the room. You turn around to look and there standing across the way in a dark red button up, black pants and boots is Eddie.

“Holy shit…”

“FATE, I KNEW IT. GO GO GO.” Robin pushes you up. You straighten out your dress and begin to walk towards him. He begins to walk towards you and you meet in the middle of the dance-floor.

“Hey.” You speak first.

“Hey.” He answers.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Well, a little birdie told me you would look stunning and gorgeous and I just couldn’t pass up that opportunity now could I?” He takes your hand and spins you around to get a better look at you.

“Wait, you actually listened to the radio?”

“Glad I did this time.” Smiling he takes your hand, grabs your waist and you both begin swaying together to the music.

“I can assure you I didn’t put her up to it.”

“I believe you, Robin has balls.” You laugh and look back up at him.

“You look handsome by the way, I’m really glad you showed up.”

“Thanks, me too.” He says quietly. You both continue to dance together, soon enough leaning your head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat. You felt like you were on cloud nine, in a dream. Once the song faded out you separate but he pulls you into a hug, leaving a light kiss on the top of your head. You thought you were going to melt but kept it together.

“By the way, how did you get the DJ to play the song? I requested stuff earlier and he looked at me like I was crazy.”

“I may have slipped him a $20.”

“Eddie Munson you are something else.” You say. You grab his hand and lead him over to the table.

“You actually made it!” Robin gets up first pulling him into a hug followed by Nancy and then Jonathan and Argyle. 

“What made you change your mind?”

“Change of heart, that’s all. Plus it’s halfway over.” He shrugs. He wasn’t going to admit he heard the message on the radio, he didn’t want to give Robin the satisfaction.

“Are you surrrre that’s the only reason why? Huh Huh?!” Robin smirks. Now she’s having way too much fun.

“Hey, you guys did a great job by the way. Place looks awesome.” Eddie points around the room trying so hard to change the subject.

“Thanks, I think we did pretty good.” You say looking around as well.

“So, now what?”

“We dance some more. The night is young my friends!” Robin twirls and starts making her way back to the dance-floor.

“Actually it’s 11:15 so it’s almost time to go.” Argyle yells following her, as does Nancy and Jonathan.

“I was actually going to ask if I can steal you for the rest of the night after this is over.” You smile and look down at the floor. Again, cloud nine. Butterflies and all.

“Movie night?”

“Movie night.”

“COME ON LOVEBIRDS A FEW MORE SONGS PLEASE.” Robin yells, you shrug your shoulders grab his arm and pull him into the crowd against his will.

The stroke of midnight soon hit and everyone began to leave. You and your friends exit and find Steve leaning up against his car waiting just like earlier.

“Hey Munson, I didn’t know you were coming.” Steve says, shocked to see him.

“Yeah I didn’t think I was going to make it either but I did.” He says.

“Alright kids, where to? The diner, home, a party?”

“The diner please, I’m starving.” Argyle says.

“You’re always hungry Argyle.” Jonathan laughs getting in the car. Steve makes his way over to the drivers side.

“I’m going with Eddie, so I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” You tell them.

“Okay, drive safe!” Everyone says their final goodbyes as you and Eddie walk over to his van. Ronin leaves you with a wink and pointed finger guns, as you flip her off in the process. 

The ride back was calm, as music quietly played in the background. As you approach the trailer, you see Wayne exiting the front door.

“Hey Mr. Munson.” You say walking up to him.

“How many times do I have to tell you, it’s Wayne?” He laughs pulling you into a hug.

“I can’t it’s too weird.”

“Well would you look at you. Absolutely beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“Did y’all have a good time?”

“Yes, yes we did. Glad it’s over.” Eddie answers walking over to you both.

“I’m glad to hear that. Well I’m off too work. You both have a goodnight, don’t have too much fun now…”

“Wayne come on…” Eddie sighs walking over and unlocking the door.

“It was good to see you Mr. Munson. Have a safe night at work.”

“Thank you sweetheart.” He nods his head and leaves. You follow behind Eddie and enter.

“I’m going to get you a change of clothes.” 

“Great thanks.” You sit on the couch and take off your shoes, thankful you no longer have to wear them any longer. Eddie walks back out with some clothes in his hand.

“Here you go, the bathroom is all yours. I’m going to get changed in my bedroom.”

“Thanks.” You make your way into the bathroom, only to realize you need help with the zipper. “Shit. Hey Eddie?”

“You okay?”

“Yeah I just need help with my zipper.” You meet him outside the door, he comes out in pj pants and no shirt. You immediately turn around to so your eyes don’t wonder. “It’s uh-”

“I see it don’t worry.” You feel him slowly taking the zipper down your side, holding onto the dress so it doesn’t fall in the process. Your breath starts to pick up and you have to talk yourself into slowing down. You’ve seen him shirtless countless times but this feels different. “Okay, you’re good.”

“Thanks again-” You start to walk back into the bathroom when you feel his hand catch your arm.

“Wait.” You turn around looking up at him. And before you could ask what he wanted, your lips crash. You’re shocked, excited and turned on all at the same time. This is something you’ve wanted, craved for a few years now. Constantly suppressing your feelings because you thought you were crazy, but this, you couldn’t even believe it. Without thinking you wrap your arms around his neck and move in closer, you swore time stopped. As you both part slowly, your dress falls to the floor. “Oh shit!” Eddie covers his eyes and turns around. “I promise I didn’t see anything.” You laugh and bring the dress back up covering yourself again.

“It’s okay. Um, I’m going to get changed now.”

“Yeah you do that I’ll find a movie.” You head back into the bathroom, lock the door and take the deep breath you were holding in. Replaying the moment in your head and doing a tiny happy dance in the process. Eddie gave you pair of pj pants as well with an old Iron Maiden shirt. You lay your dress over the tub and find some makeup remover in the cabinet. You knew Eddie sometimes wore a bit of eyeliner when he played his shows with Corroded Coffin, sometimes you even helped him out with his own fear of poking his eye. After taking off your makeup and cleaning yourself up you headed back out to the living room to find Eddie on his couch scrolling through Netflix. 

You slowly approach him. “Eddie?” He looks up at you. “I really don’t want to watch a movie.”

“I was hoping you would say that.” He gets up and practically runs to you once again connecting his lips to yours, quickly picking you up as you wrap your legs around his waist. You part from his and lean your head against his. “What took us so long?”

“Stupid teenager hormones? Peer pressure? Finally realizing your true feelings?” You answer.

“Sounds about right.” He laughs, kissing you again and walking you both back to his bedroom without breaking the kiss.

The morning sun was peaking through the window. You squint your eyes and look over at the clock on the nightstand. 8:25am. You rub your eyes and start to get up when you feel some extra weight on you. Eddie’s arm was wrapped around your waist, not giving you enough movement. You smile to yourself and bring yourself closer to him, only to feel him wiggle.

“What time is it?” He asked in a sleepy voice.

“Almost 8:30.”

“Fuck, that’s so early.” He responds pulling you closer.

“It’s really not.” You reply laughing at how sleepy he is. You reach over to your phone on the nightstand and see some text messages.

Robin-Are you awake yet??

Please tell me you’re awake I know it’s 8am but plz.

HHHEEELLLOOOO?

PLZ ANSWER IM DYING TO HEAR WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m awake NOW. 

(unsent) Just please don’t call-

Too late, Robin started a FaceTime call.

“Buckley?” Eddie asks.

“Yup. Can I pick up?”

“Might as well. She should be the first to know.”

“Know what?”

“That we’re kinda official now?” You blush and pick up the phone trying to hide Eddie from sight.

“Hey Robin.”

“HOLY SHIT I’M DYING WHAT HAPPENED?”

“Robin calm down it’s still early and-”

“And we’re just waking up together in the same bed. Can we please call you back after we have some coffee?” Eddie comes into frame. Robin has the biggest grin and smile on her face.

“FINALLY! GUYS THEY DID IT. THEY’RE FINALLY-” Eddie reaches over and presses the hang up button.

“Hey-”

“Hey nothing. I want you to myself this morning.” He flips you so you’re facing him and brings you into a kiss. 

“Did you mean it?”

“Mean what?” 

“That we’re official.”

“Well I think the proper way would be to take you on a few dates, then ask you to be my girlfriend then sleep together but considering we went out of order I just kind of figured you wouldn’t mind.”

“No no, not at all.” You laugh bringing him back down for another kiss. “But I will take you up on that coffee.”

“Will do.” He gets up and starts to head out to the kitchen.

“WAIT.”

“What what?”

“Put some clothes on.” You say throwing him his pants from the night before.

“Yeah that would have been awkward when Wayne gets home.” He slips them on. “By the way, my alarm is going to go off at 8:45 so you can just hit the button.”

“Okay.” You get up yourself and find the clothes he gave you on the floor. As you’re getting dressed, Eddie’s alarm goes off with the radio going off. Right when the song begins to play, Eddie runs back into his bedroom and you just stare at the clock.

🎶 I don’t understand it, can’t keep my mind off loving you  🎶 

“You have got to be kidding.” You whisper.

“I uh, I think we have a song.” Eddie says, looking over at you.

“Yeah, yeah I think we do.” 

Thank You again for reading! Tumblr is still very new to me in regards to writing and posting stories so I tried my best to follow formats from my fav authors I've read over the last few months! Hopefully It wasn't too bad of a read! :) ❤️

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fan fiction #modern!eddie munson #modern!eddie x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x female reader

[bambisnc]

eunseok as hindi songs!

pushing my old (think black and white) hindi movie charming, quiet but equally playful, pro education and women's rights ™ kinda male lead eunseok agenda

maana janab ne pukara nahi has this fun vibe which is so fitting because yes he'd be super teasing but somehow also successfully manage to announce to everyone listening how you're like 24/7 on his mind and how obsessed he is with you. the way the guy is trying to woo the girl in the movie; i just see him doing that so vividly ESPECIALLY how he steals her racket for a bit

similarly, accha ji mai haari (he just gives so dev anand core); the fun beats and chaotic vibes of the convo/lyrics WHEN HE DOES THAT FAKE ACCENT THING IN THE SONG it's literally eunseok. watch the mv and argue with the wall tysm and idk why but the lowkey pessimistic questions/debates he poses to the female lead seem so perfect for him

on a serious note, gum hai kisi ke pyaar mein oh my god. the tutor vibes; him helping you out with songwriting - you both know the other wants you but you're both too prideful to actually make something happen and hence you hide behind the symbolism and metaphors of the song :/

also him performing rimjhim gire sawaan at like a formal-ish event. his only purpose is for you to know how much he's fallen for you but ofc he can't tell you that.. lowkey thinking of this with him having feelings for you while you're betrothed to be with someone else... the classic forbidden love story which would obviously end with the two of you running away <3

also imagine him serenading you with a slower song like ye raatein ye mausam holy shit. the twinkly beats and the soft music siiiiighs. he might not be great with words when it comes to you; but eunseok will make his feelings known come hell or high water. and he'd do it in the most gorgeous, artsy way possible too

finally, a little more unplatonic (a lot.) and mischievous with something like ek ladki bheegi bhaagi si !!! the flirty tum hee kaho ye koi baat hai~ is literally him. he'd be so subtle with it but you know he's talking about you. also the idea of him working on/fixing your car while he sings this is so...

notes : hes so.... <3 + if ppl dont know a lot of these songs its mb guys 😭 my bsf is in her old hindi phase and so im in old hindi phase </3 + [m.list]

tags : @nicholasluvbot <3

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[wonbin's vers]

#order's up~! 📋⋆𐙚 #pic creds : brcenez n div : v6que ! #cakes.♡︎🥮 #wonbin x reader #riize x reader #riize imagines #riize #eunseok #riize fluff #riize eunseok #song eunseok #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop x reader #kpop imagines #riize scenarios #gn reader #kpop fanfic #kpop x y/n #kpop x poc reader #riize eunseok x reader #eunseok x reader

[mayday-jd]

alr I lied I gotta talk about smth else quickly

• so remember when I mentioned branch's reaction to the country song when they entered lonesome flats??

yeah now let's talk about how poppy reacted

poppy hears the song then concludes that the country trolls are miserable and don't know how to have fun

and what better way to make them have fun?? force them to listen to pop music.

cough cough barb parallels COUGH

ofc that doesn't work the country trolls are appalled by their pop medley

all of them... except for hickory

I think poppy was drawn to hickory because he was the only one that seemed to along with what she had to say without any complaints basically he said what she wanted to hear so she trusted him wholeheartedly

now let's actually get into my favorite part of this movie

• I LOVE THE FUNK TROLLS HOLY FUCKING SHIT

I don't think you need a genius to figure out that these are black folks LIKE LOOK AT THEM AND LISTEN TO THE QUEEN ESSENCE

guys the vas of the royal funk family are all black. ik maybe doesn't mean anything BUT MAYBE IT DOES ALR

anyways no matter what race the funk trolls may be they still play such an important role in this movie and let me tell y'all why and how

thru their encounter with the funk trolls, our pop trolls duo (yeah biggie left) learn three important things :

- differences do matter, they're a part of our identity and it would be wrong to ignore them

- even with those differences and origins, trolls still can be multiple/different things (ex.: cooper who says that he's pop AND funk, prince d who identifies as a hip pop troll which is not on poppy's outdated ass map)

- yeah that story poppy heard from the pop trolls' perspective?? yeah no that's not how it actually happened

explained beautifully by anderson .paak's song, the pop trolls stole all the strings, used them to make their kind of music and cut out the other trolls from the music scene

in the words of prince d

"That's just the story cut out and glued by the winners"

AND YES THAT'S HISTORY FOR YA

different retellings, stories of what happened from another pov because guess which perspective you read from the history books?? the winners.

poppy hears all this and y'all idk if it's because poppy's voiced by anna kendrick but this is where all I could think about of was white saviour complex

because this girl is still all about uniting all trolls so they'll live in harmony and yes it comes from a good place but she's just not getting it and fucking hell 😭

she does get the message at the end of the movie after finally meeting barb and speaking of her....

• barb is awful and that's what makes her a great character

as we all know barb's plan is so "unite" all troll nations under the rule of hard rock which is not uniting that's just assimilation

where poppy's desire for every troll to live together in harmony all united by music, barb's comes from a sense of superiority and maybe even pity

evident by every moment she steals a string, barb comments on the other trolls' music with insults which justifies why their music isn't real music while hers is

what's funny is that barb and poppy are very similar

they both really want to prove themselves as good queens, they desire for all trolls to be united and, even if poppy won't admit it, they both see their music as superior tho that degree of superiority is very different

where the similarities end are that barb doesn't want everyone around her to say what she wants to hear, she wants ppl to be real to her, meanwhile poppy refuses to hear anyone else's voice because it's different from hers

which leads to another difference between the two, poppy learns to listen to others because

"A real queen listens." (both said by her and branch)

now let's talk about that finale shall we??

#again any quotes are probably not written exactly as is from the movie #poppy hating era?? no but I was heavily judging her #white woman activity y'all what can I say #funny how I say that and saw some blk poppy fanart earlier today 😭 #FUNK TROLLS 🔛🔝‼️ #I love the royal funk trolls family they're so based and cool and amazing #dying on the hill that funk trolls are black folks #on the other side of the white woman spectrum we have barb #barb is a good character tho like no hate towards her fr #she's a great antagonist and yes I'm not saying villain like I called the chef

[lowkeyrobin]

EVIL DEAD RISE ; crush headcanons

includes ; danny & bridget

warnings ; swearing, that's it lmao

pronouns ; they/them

masterlist

DANNY

probably realized he was falling for you on a late night karaoke drive

you guys had nothing better to do so you drove around town and blasted music in the car to try and get tired on that random Friday night

just seeing you all dancey and happy, like, couldn't stop staring at you with a smile

if you give him any compliments, he kinda stutters up a thank you and tries to hide his face getting a little pink

once you walk away or anything he then overthinks the whole thing and starts mumbling to himself

"what the fuck was that????"

he tries to reach for your hand to hold it but always backs out

you catch onto it

at one point it pisses you off sm that you just grab his hand and drag him along

gets all red and shit

"What's this for??"

"Just hold my hand, pussy"

probably one to remix songs you like and stuff and send them to you

you upload them to a spotify artist account for him so you can listen to them and stuff

plus he can start growing a platform early on, so win win situation

he probably attempts to make you fanart but gives up

his art style is music, not drawing lmao

I hc that he knows how to play piano (much to his father's dismay, he says piano is for girls only,) and plays some piano to you over one of those YouTube videos where you click the numbers for the notes cause it'll skip through the video LMAO

you definitely ask him out first

he tried to once and backed out...

"hey, y/n/n, can I ask you something???"

"uh- nevermind, it's not important"

the way you make him smile.

his family are your biggest shippers

bridge thought it'd be funny to make an edit acc for your little ship and holy shit is she a good editor

she got videostar and everything 😭🙏

BRIDGET

I feel like she tries to stray away from her feelings about you

she has more important shit to worry about like equal rights and protesting to help free colonized/enslaved countries

she probably met you at a pride parade (whether you're just an ally or not, you were there lmao)

and you became friends rlly quickly, you complimented her hair, she complimented your outfit

probably realized she was falling for you during a sleepover while you were watching a movie

the way you were making some commentary over Terrifier to not puke out of disgust had her cackling in laughter

she worships you like a God when she gets past her "I don't like them" phase

constantly talks about you to her mom and danny

danny teases the hell out of her 💀💀💀

she probably has the balls to ask you out first bc she never gave you any signs to work off of other than being extra nice to you and always talking to you

her friends constantly take pictures of you guys holding hands and stuff

she's not big on pda so hand holding is mostly it for public and stuff

you guys probably started a YouTube commentary channel to react/talk about movies and stuff lol

#danny bixler x reader #bridget bixler x reader #evil dead rise preferences #evil dead rise oneshot #evil dead rise x reader #danny bixler #bridget bixler #morgan davies #gabrielle echols #lowkeyrobin

[ohnoitsjetster]

I hope you're glad to know you're responsible for Dentist! getting stuck in my head on a daily basis. Which version of the lyrics do you like best?

HAHA HELL YEAH! I’m so happy to be haunting you with that song. I'm spreading the disease hehehe!! And though it may cause my mutuals distress (Distress!) somewhere in heaven above me, I know Howard Ashman's proud of me <3 /ly

... welp, Now you’ve engaged with me so you need to face the consequences (reading my ramble). I love both versions, but the only real difference lyrically is “when I start extracting your molars, you girls will be screaming like HO-LY ROLL-ERS” vs “I thrill when I drill a bicuspid, it's swell! Though they tell me I'm MAL-UH-JUS-TED” (if I remember correctly) and honestly both those lines are probably my favorite parts of their respective songs, so it’s hard to pick a favorite. “Holy Rollers” rocks and it’s dramatic enough that I got to convince my choreographer to let me fall to my knees when I sing it, and of course I’m partial to it because it’s the stage version and I’m a stage actor plus I’m generally partial to the stage version. But “Maladjusted” is just SO CHEWY i love it I love the way it feels to say and it's so groovy and Elvis-y and I always love a line that gives even just a little more insight into the character. Then of course there's that extended version of the movie one, that I reblogged from @calliemity a while ago, which I frankly don't remember too well but I remember I danced to it in my room like a twelve year old girl listening to Katy Perry in a 2000s Disney movie, which is to say it rocked, and of course extended version just means more Dentist! and that's gotta be a plus. But, well, if I really have to choose one, I guess I would have to s ay thatj gk jkjth.e etjgtigjtr ejgejrjgiqerjqetigjqeoi irejgeriogjqeiorghkbnfjr''l;,;l;',;.l904l;erijqeiqio rojgerioqjerigjgtjgoij;b./fg;t.q;e'rtlktrger;'te[e.tttghkbbbbbbbhhhggggggggjgggbbjgghbbggghhhhhhghhhhhhhhhhhh

#and that's final #little shop of horrors #orin lsoh #orin scrivello #dentist! #i am your dentist #lsoh #thank you so much for the ask #<3333 #sorry for responding with a full page of non answers to your one question #saying stuff

[girlwifteef]

"The Real RomCom" Kirk Hammett x Fem!Reader

Summery: You and Kirk are talking and clear the air of any awkwardness on why you’re so shy and bond :P (fluff, fluff, fluffy, fluff.) (also not proof read)

TW: Alcoholism, mentions of drugs, name calling, anxiety, language.

PT 3

1984-85 Kirk Hammett

Your conversation migrated back to the kitchen where you both are now sitting opposite from each other on the counter top drinking water.

“I knew you guys were before I came here.” you embarrassingly admitted. It is an every day that you meet a famous band. You were shocked you were going through telling Kirk this, but here you are. “ as you can see, I have a great taste in music.” You jokingly boast pointing to your shirt. The only way you knew how to hide your anxiety was to laugh your way out of the situation.

Kirk left at your sarcasm, “Yep, I’m well aware.”

“I’ve been reading about you guys too. Listening to the music was awesome but I like reading what makes up the band, you know?”

Kirk quickly agrees with you, “Yeah absolutely! I do the same thing with music and movies. But why didn’t you say you were a fan?”

They were it was. The question you were dreading the whole night, “why are you so quiet?” you thought, “does she speak?” there is no denying you had social anxiety, but you didn’t like having to blow out about it when someone decided it was a problem. You didn’t want it to be anybody’s business because you’re the one who has the problem. You have several lines you have picked out when the situation in springs itself onto you. Most of them, being sarcastic, rude, and snarky with a dash of smart ass. But you knew now that you wanted to be honest with the guy you like. “ Well, I have some anxiety when I’m at parties, which is a big reason I don’t go to them, Beck does, though, all the time.” You say, trying to keep your voice loud enough so Kirk can hear you but quiet enough that other people can’t.

Kirk understandably nods, taking a mental note that you don’t like party’s. “I know it doesn’t seem like it but I don’t like being around people all that much either.”

You blink at his words, “But you’re a performer. You’re constantly on stage in front of thousands of people.”

“Yeah, but the talking part is my downfall.”

You tilt your head back while making an “ooo” sound. “Well, you’re not doing too bad right now.”

He chuckled catching your tone, “Heh, thanks. I could say the same. Could.” He smirked.

You let out a laugh, “Wow. Thank you so much Kirk, my anxiety is cured.” Lightly nudging his leg with your foot, you realize what song started to play. “Hey I know how to play this song!” You yelled over a very loud version of “The Trooper”.

Kirks eye were as wide as saucers, “You play?!” He asked, shocked and impatient waiting for your answer.

You nod quickly, “yeah on my guitar!”

Hearing this, Kirk wasted no time jumping from the counter, taking your hand and pulling you out of the kitchen. “Whoa, whoa, slow down! Where are we going!?” You laughed as Kirk and you ripped through the swinging doors and b-lining for the stairs. Barely missing the people you both were zipping passed

“You’ve got to be the coolest fucking chick here. I’m gonna show you something.” He said taking two at a time up the stairs. You never read anything saying Kirk had agility, you were impressed.

You quickly pushed the thought away as Kirk had almost run into someone as you approached the top of the stairs. “Holy hell Kirk, slow down! You’re gonna kill someone!” You cackle as you hear a faint apology leave him.

By shear luck, you both make it to the top of the stairs in one piece. You catch Beck’s curious eyes. “Don’t mind us!” Kirk yelled, whilst everyone now minding us. Not knowing in the moment how to respond to Beck, you shrug your shoulders as Kirk pulls you out of sight.

-Earlier after Beck’s chat with Lars:

Lars plopped down onto the couch with Beck sitting in the love seat across from him. “Beck I swear we were just having fun- Ow!” James and Cliff look up from the conversation they were having.

Beck cut off Lars’ statement by chucking a pillow at him. “I don’t wanna fucking hear it, I told you that she doesn’t drink like that and it wouldn’t help.” She yelled pointing her finger in an accusing way at Lars, in result made him sink lower in to the seat.

“What the hell did you do now Lars?” James asked shooting a questioning look over to his friend. Lars opened his mouth to defend himself but was quickly interjected by Beck, “You’re drummer got my best friend drunk because he thought she “needed it”. You don’t know how she get when she’s drunk! It can be a serious hand full sometimes.”

“Dude it’s not like I drugged her!” Lars spat.

“I don’t fucking know that!” Beck fired back.

“Well I’m sure she’s fine now, Kirk’s got her downstairs, so could you both please. Chill the fuck out.” Cliff supplied, quieting the “brats” of the group as Kirk put it one day. Beck and Lars gave each other a glare before sulking quietly in their seats.

“Do you guys want to play Gin or do you wanna continue hating each other?” James asked. Beck gave a final look to Lars as Beck sighed and got out of her seat to play. Lars following suit and ironically, forcing to sit next to her. “Okay,” James began. “We all know how to play yes?” Beck, Cliff, and Lars all nod. “Great, Cliff you’re on my team.”

“What? Why do I have to be stuck with her!” Lars whined, like a child.

Beck whipped her head towards him and scoffed, “Fuck you, deal with it!” She yelled.

Lars shook his head and brought his elbows to the table so his arms could hold his head up. “Let’s just play.” He said admitting defeat which gave Beck a small sense of pride.

“So, it’s regular Gin but each set you make your opponent has to take a shot, for each run you make your opponent has to take a double shot.” James explained. They all nodded and began to play with Lars passing the 10 cards on either side of the table. It’s not even halfway through the first round when James knocks on the table.

“Fuck already?” Beck asked, not believing they’ve already gotten their cards sorted out.

“What do you wanna do now?” Lars asked Beck, there really wasn’t much they could do at this point, they barely had a set and the run they were trying to make looked pitiful.

“Well throw that one away and let’s see what we get.” Lars nodded and did what he was instructed. The card he pulled didn’t work in their favor.

Lars lowered his head, “Fock.” And Beck agreed. They knocked indicating they were done and they all laid their cards out. You couldn’t believe the luck Cliff and James had. Two sets and a run.

James grabbed the vodka and two shot glasses, “Read’ em and weep ladies. Time to drink.”

Smirnoff, Beck thought, of course. Lars and her both let out a defeated grumble as the reached for the glasses. Cliff poured the first, “Whoa, whoa, easy!” Beck held up a hand but Cliff stopped when he felt like it. Lars sighed with Beck and tapped the glass on the table before forcing the liquor down their throats.

Lars put his glass down first, “This was more fun earlier.” He pouted. Beck elbowed him as Cliff poured another tall one. This one was downed then two more, taking their punishments like champs they set their glasses down.

“Okay, again. This time we’re gonna win.” Beck stated catching her breath with Lars agreeing. James set it up and Cliff dealt the cards. Drone then on the game went like that back and forth. Soon, they were all too tipsy to even remember the game’s name and Beck completely forgetting her best friend down stairs.

“Ha! A red Ace!” Lars yelled drunkenly, “Go Fish!” Everyone laughed out loud.

“You fucking idiot, this is Black Jack!” James snorted, reaching to smack Lars and Becks cards.

Beck was pulled from the conversation when she heard what sounded like a stampede of buffalos up the stairs. “What the fuck?” She said turning her attention towards who was at the stairs. Her eyes were darting back and forth, struggling to stay on a still object. Oh, it’s Y/N, she thought. Why was she being dragged by someone who looks like Kirk?

“Don’t mind us!” Beck heard. She saw you shrug and disappear. “Well, ok then.” Lars said and everyone started laughing again as Beck hadn’t realized they had caught everyone’s attention. Beck went back to conversing with the group as her subconscious mind reassured her you were ok and with Kirk.

END OF PART 3!!!!!

A/N: Um let’s pretend that I didn’t just ignore everyone for half a year 👀. I hope you enjoyed, I’m currently working on Dave stuff so tell me what you want to read. Smut is iffy for me but if you request I’ll keep it in mind. Thank you sm for being this unbelievably patient.❤️❤️

Tag-list: @mybloodyvalentine09 , @lunesispunk , @kirkslov3r

#kirk hammett #cliff burton #heavy metal #james hetfield #lars ulrich #metallica #kirk hammett x fem!reader #kirk x you #kirk hammett x reader #kirk hammett x you #metallica x reader #metallica x you

[stevesbipanic]

I was thinking about Steve wanting so bad to take Eddie to a date but totally struggling with it, so he buys tickets for a concert of a band that he saw the name in some tape on Eddie's bedroom. Obviously Steve has no ideia of what that band is playing, or maybe he doesn't even pronounce their name correctly, but he wants to make Eddie smile

Steve was struggling.

He'd been trying to take Eddie out on a date for weeks but he could either never get the words out or Eddie would invite Robin or Nancy as well or just think they were hanging out. He'd tried the movies, and dinner and even skull rock of all places. Hell he asked Eddie on a picnic to Lovers Lake but nothing, Eddie wasn't picking up what Steve was throwing down.

It's not like Eddie just wasn't into guys, Eddie had come out to Steve when Robin had come out to him and told him Steve was cool with it. Steve had even come out to Eddie so it wasn't like Eddie could think Steve was just into girls!

He had to go big, he was running out of options here and—

"No, Robin, I can't just say I like him!"

—which is why he'd taken drastic measures.

He had been walking past the music store on his way to work when he saw a poster about a band playing in Indianapolis next weekend. Now Eddie had been educating Steve on the wonders of metal since he got out of hospital so Steve knew this was one of the band's Eddie had a poster of up in his room but he didn't think he'd played Steve any of their songs. That didn't matter though, if Eddie liked them then Steve was going to take him to their concert.

He knows he made the right decision when he shows Eddie the tickets.

"Holy fuck, Stevie, I didn't even know you listened to these guys!"

"Yeah well you show me so much metal stuff I was bound to branch out," Steve had lied through his teeth of course but he didn't want to take that big smile off of Eddie's face.

Steve allowed Eddie to dress him in his clothes, not that it took much convincing since Steve often stole Eddie's clothes when he slept over. He even let Eddie stab his eye with eyeliner after seeing how hot it made Eddie look.

"Damn you looking fine, sweetheart."

Steve had blushed the whole drive to the city. Steve had to admit it, he had fun. Sure the concert gave him a bit of a headache, and he was sticky and sweaty by the end of it, no doubt that his eyeliner was running a bit, but Eddie had glowed. It didn't matter that Steve didn't know any of the songs, he was too busy watching Eddie anyway.

"Thank you for this, Stevie, I had an awesome time," Eddie said as they wandered down the street back to Steve's car.

"Of course, Eds, had to take you to a Möterhorn concert."

"Möterhorn? Hang on, Stevie do you even know what band was playing?"

Steve looked sheepish, "Not really, but I'd seen their poster on your wall once."

"Oh sweetheart you didn't have to do that just for me, they're Möterhead by the way. Can't believe you went to a metal concert you didn't even know the name of, my boyfriend is stupidly sweet."

"Boyfriend?" Steve squeaked out blushing.

"Um yeah? I mean haven't we been dating for weeks?"

"YOU KNEW THEY WERE DATES!"

"Of course I knew they were dates, Stevie."

"But, but you would sometimes invite Robin and Nancy?"

"Yeah? Nancy is still nervous about being bi and wanted to go on some double dates, I thought Robs would've told you."

"You haven't even kissed me!"

"I thought you were shy about dating a guy for the first time!"

"I can't believe this!"

"Well, if you want me to kiss you so bad I can rectify that?"

Steve didn't answer instead pulling Eddie in by his jacket, kissing him soundly. When the boys pulled away they looked like a mess, eyeliner smudged and breathless.

"I guess your boyfriend is stupidly sweet after all."

#ty for the prompt ❤️ #stranger things #stranger things s4 #steve harrington #st4 #eddie munson #steddie #stranger things season 4 #brief ronance #ficlet #fluff

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[10:39 pm]

(cw: fem!reader, alcohol, weed, innuendos, bad words, suggestive ending)

Usually being at the NCT house wasn’t this bad. Usually you and bestfriend!Haechan would relax and do your own thing together, you could relax with the other guys with no worries. Everyone was cool and the whole house was calm. It was as if you had forgotten this was a frat house and were notorious for their parties. Parties like the annual Halloween party which you had refused to attend before today.

There were crowds of people on the lawn, some passed out. Inside the house was even worse, sticky floors, you could hardly move through the hot, sweaty sea of people with the thick fog of smoke. It also didn’t help that you were in the most uncomfortable costume ever made- by a man no doubt. Your roommates had forced you into a sexy angel costume, wings and halo included, before they dragged you to the frat party. The white dress was made of some cheap plastic, you were shocked at how well the stitches were keeping the whole thing together given how tight it was on your boobs and everywhere else. It was so hard to breathe and so short that you were keeping a hand on your ass to make sure the dress didn’t expose anything else.

You had only been at the house for 15 minutes and you had already lost your roommates and had yet to see any of your friends from the frat. You were so far out of your comfort zone, you just wanted to find someone to point you in Haechan’s direction so you could escape to his room and change into his comfy clothes.

“What’s up with your face? Get some spooky boo juice in you,” Johnny suggested to Haechan.

“It’s just jungle juice, nothing about this batch is any different than any other batches, much less spooky.” Haechan pouted.

“I think he’s mad because someone mentioned they were coming and he hasn’t seen her yet,” Mark teased.

“Or maybe I’m annoyed because you guys kept letting people in and I can barely breathe or hear in here and I’m in a stupid ass costume!”

“Yeah whatev- holy shit! You look fucking hot!” Johnny exclaimed, letting out a whistle with his eyes locked on someone over Haechan’s shoulder.

Haechan turned and all of a sudden it felt like a scene out of a movie. He could see you strutting in slow motion, pushing your hair over your shoulder and giving a sexy shake of your head, someone was suddenly playing a sultry song on a saxophone, and your lips were moving but he couldn’t hear a thing. This was his best friend? Where the hell did this come from?

His eyes not-so-subtly trailed from the bottom up, taking a sudden great interest in the long expanse of leg, meeting the shiny plastic of the dress and moving up, up, up- “Are you even listening to me? You suck!”

“Breast- best! I’m the best, at listening I mean. Let’s boob- move! Let’s move somewhere more quiet,” Haechan managed to get out, clearly distracted by the view.

You eyed him wearily still taking his hand and following him up the stairs. You moved past couples making out along the walls, a long line outside right beside the bathroom, even catching a wink from one of the frat brothers right before Haechan pulled you into his bedroom.

You thew yourself onto the bed, ignoring the wings that were now digging into your back because it just felt so good to be off the heels that were beyond uncomfortable which was a shame since they’re really cute. You rolled over onto your stomach to face Haechan with your legs in the air and hands under your chin to keep your head up. 

“You’re being weird tonight.” You stated bluntly.

“Wha- me? No way, you! You! Who is this? This fucking sex goddess in my room. What made you dress up and finally come to on of our parties? This is the most skin I’ve ever seen from you.” Haechan questioned with a pointed finger in your direction. He was trying so hard not to stare at the top of your dress that had your cleavage looking as good as ever- he assumed at least.

“Roommates offered to do the dishes and laundry for two weeks, then they said I could disappear after 10 minutes- just to let the room see me. Apparently I look too hot to not let a bunch of random drunk and high people see me,” you shrug nonchalantly.

“Apparently!” Haechan mimics, “When- wait- I’m just a little in shock right now, sure you’ve always been cool and I’ve had a crush on you since we met, but my mind is just blown right now. How can someone be so cool and hot?!”

You sat up immediately, walking over to Haechan who nervously gulped. Why were you still strutting? “You like me?”

“All this confidence out of nowhere, of course I like you. I’d be stupid not to,” Haechan sighed.

Perhaps it was the confidence of knowing Haechan was into you or knowing you looked hot, something took over you- maybe it was that sexy goddess spirit Haechan mentioned. You reached forward pulling him toward you, pressing your lips to his. He was frozen for a second before he upped the intensity of the kiss.

He led you back to the bed, easing you down when your legs met the mattress. You laid on his pillows, looking at him with a sultry look in your eyes as he got comfortable above you with a smirk, “Let me take you to heaven?”

-

A/N: I LOVE THIS ONE! It was so fun to write, happy halloweekend <33

#kpop imagines #kpop au #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #nct #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct timestamps #nct x reader #nct dream #nct dream imagines #nct dream fluff #haechan imagines #haechan x reader #haechan fluff #haechan blurbs #haechan timestamps

[insanely-lovely-and-random]

Holy Hell how have I seen Challengers 4 previous times and it's only this time that I listened to the damn lyrics on the credits song???

Okay I know why, it's cause every other time I immediately turned to who I had brought with me and said "See???" but seriously I loved it. This movies soundtrack killed me man. Jesus.

"One and one, one, two, three

Touch, touch, touch me

Click into, into me (Into me)

Touch, touch, touch me"

Beauitful. Glorious.

"Play the game, play the game 1, 2, 3"??? My God it was poetry!

"Compress, repress then just surrender????" Oh yes sir!!

"No one here stays the same

Change, strange, something else

Break the rules, of this game (this game)

Touch, touch, touch yourself

I am you (I am you), you are me (You are me)"

My God I was weeping 😭

And I know I know everyone else is like how did you just listen to it now?? But man Inwas always so bloody high after that final match scene I couldn't pay attention to shit😂

#challengers #zendaya #mike faist #rant #josh o'connor #challengers spoilers #challengers 2024 #lgbtq #music rant

[maybeimamuppet]

Veronica and Cady for the character thingy plss

DID I NEVER POST THIS HOLY SHIT OOPS

eeep i just found this and don’t remember when i got it i’m sorry friend!! i’m assuming this is for the list and not the bingo but if i’m wrong i’ll do it again lol

ok i have to do cady first bc it won’t let me type beneath veronica’s picture so woo i love it here soooo much /s

CADY

favorite thing about them

she has so much depth! i love how adorable she is and how bubbly and high energy and yet soft spoken and sweet she is but she also has a dark and vindictive streak in her that’s really fun to play with. also she’s like really fun to torture sometimes lol whoops

least favorite thing about them

again i hate how many people she uses for her own gain and how power hungry she gets

favorite line

“shuck! i started to say shoot and i almost said fu-” for funnies and uhhh

“fearless is the one thing i can be now, no friends, nothing to lose” and whatnot for like more emotional. also all of i see stars i still get misty every time i listen to it

brOTP

damiaaaaan. they wear matching outfits whenever they can, damian comes over to cadnis’ house for movie nights twice a week at least, they watch bootlegs together without janis bc she doesn’t like them. just. mwah. i could go off but i’ll hold back lol

OTP

TAKE A WILD GUESS DUDE

nOTP

aaron. they only worked bc of erikyle. if i could drop kick every other aaron into the road i would.

random headcanon

she can talk backwards!

unpopular opinion

there’s a point where she is fully aware of what she’s doing and how wrong it is and she actively chooses to continue for a hot second until the burn book being released and whatnot snaps her out of it that people do not talk about enough. i know i’m guilty of it too but she is not all innocent and naive and coerced into this shit like she’s a full teenager she knows damn well what she’s doing

song i associate with them

a change in me from beauty and the beast which hath inspired many a fic in my early days. at the plaza from the violet hour loosely inspired i’ll be there for christmas. like very loosely. uhhh and i think the like vibes of true love from frozen (or basically anything anna sings lol) even if it’s not necessarily the same meaning

favorite picture of them

i picked two for both her and veronica bc iiiim greedy lol

alright well one of cady’s is with ronnie for some fuckass reason thanks tumblr!!! i tried i swear

VERONICA

favorite thing about them

honestly this isn’t as much to do with her as a character as it is to do with the people who’ve played her but she has done so much for my self esteem in a really roundabout way. as someone with dark brown eyes and frizzy kinda untamable brown hair reading fic about her helped me appreciate more things about myself.

if you struggle with self image i really cannot recommend highly enough finding a character who looks and acts like you and reading stories where someone is absolutely, irrevocably in love with them. whether that’s platonically or romantically. i know it’s weird but being able to look in the mirror or at some aspect of my personality that i don’t like and say “that’s still lovable” is WONDERFUL.

least favorite thing about them

i despise the way she treats martha and also baby girl is kind of a doormat!! she’s one of those shitty wicker doormats that scratches the hell outta your feet but like dang!!

favorite line

not a line but her face in the musical when jd and kurt and ram start fighting

but also the way barrett delivers the “oH MY GOD!” over chandler’s corpse is immaculate

and i had one of her like super iconic ones everyone knows in my head but now i can’t remember it siiiigh

brOTP

marthaaaaa buddies since babies. also like. still alive and post MUCH therapy jd has a lot of fun potential

OTP

poly heathers!! but to put them individually in order, mac, chandler (those two are almost tied), duke

nOTP

JD. i know he goes by his initials and that’s just his name but i was trying to yell that. i do not like him i think he stinky get him outta there

random headcanon

she’s not allowed to wear pants with drawstrings anymore because she’s gotten stuck in them too many times. also she’s not allowed to use superglue bc she’s glued her fingers together too many times.

yes both of these are true of me shut up

unpopular opinion

she’s a lot weaker than most people think and a lot stronger than most people think st the same time

and i’m not always a huge fan of her being autistic i think she’s just that painfully awkward and dense

song i associate with them

it is so much harder than you would think to pick songs that are not from their shows?? like the only one in my head is i’m blue dabadeedabadie like i don’t KNOW OKAY

favorite picture of them

#the joys of tumblr mobile #lawd #anyway thank you friend!! #entropy with ezzy #ezzy gets an ask #cady heron #veronica sawyer #mean girls #heathers #caps tw #swear tw

[jungle-angel]

Could I please get a number 11 and 15 from the Christmas prompt list ? Thank you!

💛

Oh this is gonna be really funny, especially if it's with Rhett Abbott (lol).

You had spent the entire day decorating the house and Rhett had been out most of the morning with little Hannah practically attached to his hip. "Christmas Vacation", one of Royal and Rhett's favorite movies, was playing on the TV in the living room while Cecelia was in the kitchen making her gingerbread cookies for Sister Joan and the other nuns down at the church.

Rhett came through the front door a moment later, stamping his boots off at the door and little Hannah on his hip, all bundled up in her pink and white coat and her tiny little ugg boots and purple earmuffs, shaking from the cold outside and her cheeks beginning to turn red.

"Oh holy shit, it's really fuckin coooooold out!!" Rhett sang loudly, completely off key as he helped Hannah off with her snow gear.

"Hey don't you ruin that song for me Rhett James," Cecelia ordered. "And you'd better not sing that at church on Christmas Eve, otherwise I'll be makin ya'll sit in that pew and say a rosary ten times."

Rhett returned the order with a big, shit-eating grin and an evil little chuckle as he lifted the little ghoul from off the floor and back onto his hip before placing her on the kitchen counter. "Can I sing something else?" he asked.

"Please, anything but that," Cecelia answered as she began sprinkling nutmeg into the bowl.

Rhett went to the fridge to get Hannah a juice box, singing just loud enough for both you and her to hear.

A snort escaped your nostrils, your hand quickly clamping over your mouth to keep the laugh from escaping when you heard Rhett singing "Deck my Balls" by Afroman. The next thing you heard was a dish towel snap against something, a male yelping and a tiny little girl giggling like crazy.

"GET. OUT. OF. MY. KITCHEN!!!!" Cecelia exclaimed as she let the dishtowel fly, the end of it landing straight on Rhett's ass before he came skidding into the living room, laughing up a storm.

"Need I remind you that there are little ears present in this house, Rhett?" you reminded him as you finished putting up the last of the tiny little Christmas gnomes you and your students had made the week before.

"C'mon, it's nothin compared to what Perry and I heard at her age," Rhett answered. "Ya'll should've heard my grandfather, salty as hell Vietnam vet with a mouth on him that would've had Gale Burch throwing holy water everywhere."

You snickered a little at the thought of Royal's father encountering Gale Burch, the snobby church lady who was the bane of Cecelia Abbott's existence and possibly the bane of the entire St. Michael's Parish. The week before when you and Cece had gone to help set up the church for Christmas, you had caught Father O'Keefe mimicking her high pitched, screechy voice and had a good laugh about it.

"Even still, Rhett."

Rhett smiled, rolling his eyes and shaking his head as he helped you get the living room ready. "By the way," you said. "There's an early surprise for you in your stocking when you get to it."

Rhett went to the fireplace where his had been hung, a gift from his grandparents on his first Christmas. He reached in and pulled out something small and square in the red paper you used every year. Carefully he opened it and inside was a framed watercolor sketch you had done of your twin baby boys, Tatum and Tanner who had been brought home barely three days ago.

"Oh God, darlin it's beautiful," Rhett murmured, pulling you close to him. "I gotta hang it up next to Hannah's."

You two went up the knotty pine stairs and into the upstairs hall where the other family pictures hung on the wall, the one of Hannah as a newborn, sleeping in her crib, hanging next to Royal and Cecelia's wedding photo, were all hung like paintings in a museum. Carefully, Rhett hung up the framed picture, listening carefully for any signs that Tatum and Tanner were waking up.

"What do you think?" you asked him. "Best gift ever?"

"Yeah," Rhett said, kissing the tip of your nose. "But I still say you, Hannah and the boys are the best gift I've ever gotten."

You reveled in his warmth as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close as you saw your lives together in those pictures, grateful for every minute you two were able to spend together.

#outer range #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #royal abbott #cecelia abbott #royal x cecelia

[hotgirlstiles]

hotgirlstiles fic recs!!

VERY SPECIFIC REC: u know those fics where its alive hale family and theyre all a little older and stiles has the BIIIIGGEST cutest crush on derek hale except he isnt close w derek but he IS close w the entire hale family who is practically in love w him?? well boy do i have TWO fics for you…

only by entering the wolf’s den and the key!! these are probably the cutest and greatest fics to ever live.. also more recs under the cut cause i have been collecting them like gold

everything, everywhere (every day) is a pack vacation fic and IM SOOOOO OBSESSED WITH THIS SHEESH. dereks ablittke annoying but fucking hell its SO worth it 😭😭 my mom was listening to the song true loudly from the other room and it started playing during the confession scene and desr god it felt like a fucking movie bro

everything, everywhere (every day) is a pack vacation fic and IM SOOOOO OBSESSED WITH THIS SHEESH. dereks ablittke annoying but fucking hell its SO worth it 😭😭 my mom was listening to the song true loudly from the other room and it started playing during the confession scene and desr god it felt like a fucking movie bro

keep it together <3 sorry couldnt resist not putting it here i feel like i’ll always include this in every fic rec i have 💗 it’s my most favorite supernatural creature stiles fic to exist 🫶🫶🧸

california is a series and it has two works and i swear to god bro it’s the hottest fucking fic i have ever read. it’s pure smut though so don’t get mad at me 😭 its genuinely so hot and is everything i like..

all the roads that led to you OF COURSE A SWEET SWEET WONDERFUL DEREK CHARACTERIZATION POST S2 FIC <33333 yall already KNOWWWW how fucking obsessed i am w post s2 fics where the characterizations are just fucking CHEFS KISS! this is so so good (my bookmarked lines: “if i lose you, too, i’m not surviving it this time.” / he wishes he could turn 18 and suddenly wash his hands under the sea the way macbeth yearned to.)

it’s pack research ok this is a littke pwp that focused more on the plot but its soooo cute 😭 stiles decides to read werewolf erotica and its sooo silly.. the pack makes fun of him though and the author wrote it rly well .. this is just so goofy i loooorv it 🥰

things thicker than water 🥺🥺 okay y’all already know how much i love me some whump stiles and this author is a fucking GOLDMINE for whump stiles ESPECIALLY stiles claudia relationship! their fics r my fucking fave honestly theyre always on the forefront of my mind.. this one is of my faves especially <3

words alone !!! another one of my fav nogitsune fics 🥺 just fucking obsessed with their relationship in this one and how derek handles the whole situation. just obsessed with derek

unstable OKAY I POSTED THIS ALREADY BUT I JUST HAD TO SAY IT AGAIN. this is one of my fav fucking fics holy shit. stiles is psychotic and its just. really good. i love how the author handles it and how it affects stiles’ relationships and i especially love how derek reacts to it. i just fucking love this whole fic i lovelovelove this derek characterization it’s everything to me🥺

love so hard, it could rip my throat out All right.. another post s2 fic.. sorry i’m a little obsessed with these type of fics abd by that i mean post s2 and sterek a little unhealthy and hiding from everyone and finding solace in each other and derek isnt some weird asshole macho asshole.. hes just in love with stiles.. dear lord!

let’s get lost. really really REALLY good fic! its. kinda canon divergence from s3a and it just deals with stiles issues from the darkness and again. very amazing derek characterization. what do yall expect from me 🤷‍♀️

first son, last chance THIS IS SOOOOO GOOD it’s way way intense and violent especially in the last parts but its SO good. yall know how much i love me some bodyguard derek sooo 🥰🥰😘

a bro’s guide to surviving an assassination attempt. ANOTHER BODYGUARD DEREK 🥰🥰🥰 this one was reallyyyyy really nice and goofy and cute! my bookmarked lines: i’m going to need you to be a big, brave boy for me now, okay? / god. you have hometown hero written all over you.

“… all Derek wants to do is lock him away in a safe place and then tear LA apart piece by piece until his claws are sunk in Kate’s throat. It’s revenge for his pack, yes, but there’s something else there, now. Something Stiles shaped.”

destiny sucks. this might be my last rec since its getting too long 😭 but sheesh. this one. just love derek in this one. its post s3a and stiles dealing w the darkness & his spark yet again but how derek deals w/ his anxiety attacks is just so 🥺once read this while listening to this love by taylor swift and sobbed violently

through time and space is really reallyyyyy cute 🥺 derek gets time traveled to the past (he’s from the future where theyre older n rogether) and sees teenager stiles and is just. ahhhh its so so sweet and endearing i love this so much

ok i lied. the taming of the wolf! canon divergence where derek lives in the burnt hale house nd stiles befriends him.. heehee<3 its all so sweet and cute. one scene always stays w me it’s derek fighting and screams at stiles to run and stiles actually does because he knows derek trusts him to do it and knows that derek wouldnt want him to get hurt 🥺 its a really nice difference from the usual stiles scenes when derek says that and it was really sweet to me.. like it makes sense to me..

OK LAST ONE I PROMMY. the beginner’s guide to everyday magic. Ok. stiles gets pushed out of the pack BUT IN A WAY THAT MAKES TOOOOTAL SENSE! yall know i wouldnt give yall a pushed out of pack that doesnt make any sense! this shit was toooo good! stiles moves to the countryside and its just SO good. really warm and good

OK LAST ONE AGAIN. all your problems are distractions. ok this doesnr focus on sterek much because it’s post s3a where scott is being his usual adorable self who just wants to help allison & stiles but it kinda goes crazy 🥺 allison and stiles’ genders are changed and it’s basically a story on how they handle it. i am not immune to a really good and cute stallison fic okay!

WAIT WAIT OKAY LAST ONE LEGIT! traces by siand!!!!! one of the few siand fics i like LOL this is a deleted fic.. its post nogitsune and im soooo fucking in love w this it’s basically everything i want and need in a Post nogutsune fic!! ALSO THE DEREK IN THIS ONE IS SOOO FUCKING GOOD YALLLL i wish siand would go back to writing derek like this uts sooo fucking good 😭 def recommend!

wait okay this one FUCK i almost forgot! but thunderstorms and police lullabies. THIS THE FUCKING ONE UALLLLL!!!! fix it fic for before boyd dies .. oh gid man. just a really good fic for stiles healing and a wonderful pack. its seriously one of the fics i always reread its so so soothing and healing. kinda wish the sciles was a little better but its honestly so worth it..

ok that’s all ❤️❤️❤️ enjoy the fics .. 💗

#txt #sterek #WHEW this was a work out #sorry if theyre kinda known ok i have delusions about these fics

[butchdonne]

hiiiii 1, 8, 17, 20, 22, 23, 25, 26, 28, 29, 30, 31, 35, 38, 46, 47, 48

sorry this is a lot i just <33333 listening about people talk about their fav music

1. your current favorite song

UHHHH maybe real love song by nothing but thieves?

8. a song you loved when you were a little kid

depends how little were talking........i used to love bananaphone tho

17. a song that makes you want to slay your enemies

PRODUCT OF MY OWN DESIGN BY ARTIO

20. a song that you’ve listened to on repeat recently

so so SO many. really liking impossible and particles by nothing but thieves, ive been blind by the fratellis & roman by the church

22. a song that motivates you to work/helps you focus

tam lin (child 39) by anais mitchell and someone else!! its a narrative folk song based on the child ballads and its GORGEOUS

23. a song from the soundtrack of your favorite video game/movie/TV show

oh i actually have no idea i dont usually pay much attention to the music in shows or movies 😔

25. a song that you listened to ironically, but now you genuinely love

i actually dont think this has every happened to me? on account of my earnest and whimsical soul no doubt 😁

26. a song that reminds you of your favorite fictional character

bat out of hell by meat loaf reminds me of strat.....for obvious reasons......

28. a song that represents “your aesthetic”

IM SORRYYYY I DONT KNOW IF I HAVE AN AESTHETIC

29. a song that cheers you up when you’re sad

the whole danger days album. for some reason

30. a song from a band that you’ve grown up loving

heavy storm by first aid kit!!!

31. a song that you want to cover (regardless of how much talent you have)

look every song i listen to i imagine myself covering thats just how i listen to music..

35. a song that sends chills down your spine

o magnum mysterium (morten lauridsen)

38. a song that you think is underrated

holy mother by starbenders

46. a song that you wish more people knew about

are those last two not the same.......anyways flawed design by stabilo !!!

47. a song that you love to dance to

i dont dance but uhh girls just wanna have sex by mazie

48. a song that you can’t help but sing along

similar to 31 i sing along to literally every song i listen to bcs thats how i process music 🤷‍♀️ so all of them

#TY FOR THE ASKS I HAD FUN ANSWERING THEM #pip squeaks #music

[againstme]

THANK YOU CHASE so so so much for sharing all these songs, I thoroughly enjoyed every single one and feel very emotional after listening to all of them. Also I’m so sorry for how long my breakdowns of each song are, please don’t feel like you have to read all of them! Also I apologise as the further down it goes the longer the reviews get, I was getting really fuckin into it and by the final song I was really just in the zone.

I’m going to give your Spotify a follow now too and a lot of these songs are being added to my regular playlist so thank you <3

spring break 1899

- amazing vocals, love the tune and lyrics. It’s so full of emotion and I feel like I’m watching everything happen in slow motion like in a fight scene from a movie? If that makes sense? It’s so haunting and beautiful. I’m currently reading no country for old men and a lot of the lyrics feel so applicable to the book. Really amazing song I feel changed after listening to it, thank you so much for sharing this one

Cheer up Charlie

- I really enjoyed this song!! The lyrics were so emotional and there was so much hurt in the words and in their voice, like they’re carrying a lot of sadness and grief for the person being written about about. I also loved the guitar in this song, amazing riffs <3

Hungry ghost

- Off the bat the vocals are beautiful, I knew I’d enjoy this song which I did! Very relatable lyrics and such a beautiful way of expressing things I struggled with voicing in the past. A song that makes me feel less alone and brings comfort to a younger self

Voice

- That fact about the pre-recorded lyric he can no longer sing made me appreciate this song so much more, it feels really special to be able to listen to something that feels so personal. Both of little stars songs have been a beautiful experience so thank you for sharing it with me

Like green Jheri curl

- Fuck this song was so sad to listen to. “Did I do something wrong?” Is such a gut punch. Knowing there’s so many kids out there who were so alienated and made to feel like they weren’t being themselves the right way is so upsetting and conveyed so well in this song. ALSO the drumming in the last few seconds was just really enjoyable and a solid ending to an amazing track

WTF is sleep

- The lyrics “it’s too easy to be hard on yourself” and “finding comfort in feeling like hell” just really hit deep down, and I absolutely understand why those are some of the lines you also mentioned as they are something very relatable. Also the lyric “set no alarm cause I am totally guaranteed to wake to my chest beating miles ahead of me” is something I deal with on the regular with my anxiety and I’ve never had someone describe it in such an accurate way before. Fantastic song I really loved this one

When

- dodie has always been such an amazing artist and shaped so much of my teenage years. This song has always been such an emotional one and filled with relevant lyrics. I’ve always loved “I’ll take what I can get, cause I’m too damp for a spark”, because a lot of my first relationships definitely felt like I was just happy to be liked by someone despite how uninteresting I am. That’s changed a lot now but it still is something my 16 year old self can connect to

Institutionalized

- LOVED this song holy fuck. Another song that I really get. The entire verse about his mum and the drug accusations were really something I connect with and something I’m still coming to terms with and still hold resentment over as I had a lot of instances while living at home where conversations similar to this happened frequently. Really good song and the anger in his voice and the buildup before the chorus each time just really scratched an itch in my brain. Also from reading your comment under the song, I hope you’re doing okay in the residential and getting the support you need <3

People li: the reckoning

- The feeling this song evoked in me bro. like someone singing about these experiences is so amazing and the way it’s sung is just. so incredibly good. the lyrics “everything is real but it’s also just as fake. From your daughters birthday party to your grandmothers wake” is something that I deal with every single day with depersonalisation, and even experiencing my own grandmas funeral while suffering from depersonalisation just made it feel very personal and just the whole song was just a really good one to listen to and so well written

I spent the winter writing songs about getting better

- God man this one was a lot. “Making  me in your image with the parts that people hate” was a big fucking YEA you get it. And “who the fuck am I to tell you it gets better” was a really emotional one. After years and years of being told by people that it will get better and feeling like I couldn’t be sad around them after that because they had pretty much told me to not be depressed anymore because one day I won’t be depressed, and resenting people for it, it’s really comforting to hear someone say the opposite. The final lyrics “Even if there’s a grand scheme and these moments don’t mean anything I want to collect them to remind myself that life still can still grab me I want to remember that there are moments where I’m capable of being so fucking happy” made me tear up a lil I can’t lie lmao. This song was really something and I enjoyed every minute of it

im SOOOOOOOOO glad you enjoyed the songs holy shit!! thank u for your review, i loved reading all of your thoughts on these songs. it is such a fun thing for me when i share music with people and get to be able to hear their thoughts about it, especially when i make a playlist for someone or just one for me or that season or that year that i end up sharing with my friends that we end up talking about.

i'm working on my 2024 chasecore playlist now, a liiiitle late into the year but better now than never, right? i think i'll add most if not all of these songs to the beginning of the playlist and branch off from there.

thank you for sharing so much !!! to me, this is what music is about. music to me is about connection and sharing and community. i love sharing music, i love playing music with people, regardless of what level they're at at guitar, i'll just mess around with them, because what's fun about it is just that connection. and having that creative energy shared between people.

i'm glad that i've been able to share that creative energy with you.

as a little treat, :3, here's some songs that've just been swirling in my brain to listen to today. i haven't done it yet but i will tonight.

love this song and the metaphor it's tellng. also it's suuuuuch a winter album to me. gonna do another song from this album too

love this one a lot too. i love listening to la dispute lyrics and just pulling up genius while listening to them to get the whole perspective on the storyline of the song, album, and the callbacks that it has to the previous album.

they're not everyone's vibe, but i like their kind of sing/scream/spoken word vocals a lot. it's unique, and the combo with the instrumentals (specifically the guitars) doing elaborate things in the background is so nice to be able to focus on.

i was gonna keep digging thru my spotify but i'd be here typing for an eternity. i hope u enjoy these little songy songs! and thank u for sharing your thoughts.

we could make a little chain of this if you want, where i send u stuff for you to review and you do vice versa, i think that'd be fun if you're interested in that :3 if not it's ok tho!

ok i done now byeeee

#c.txt #answered #tunes #figwhine