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#TEEN JULIE TEEN JULIE !!!
awakefor48hours · 4 months
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Thinking about her (a show that was cancelled unjustly) again
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aprill-99 · 1 year
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The best fictional friend groups are at their core comprised of:
1. A determined trauma bunny surviving on an unknowably proportioned mixture of heart eyes and denial/repressed trauma.
2. An unquestionable ride or die bestie operating on a never ending rollercoaster of total fear and unfounded optimism.
3. One anxiety riddled sarcasm wielding third party the other two tricked into holding the brain cell.
*****Optional Bonus Content******
4. A beam of sunshine who doesn’t know any better whom friend #3 is trying to lure in so they can catch a five minute break.
5. A streetwise genius bestie who should have known better. (Who followed one of the others with only mild, though constant, complaining).
6. A part-time/former antagonist who swears they are there against their will.
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7. A side character with immense cosmic power and knowledge (who is not present for at least 40% of the plot because Reasons Tm).
8. A guy who can drive.
Sometimes some combination ends up dating each other. A lot of the time, it looks like a questionably platonic polycule
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iambecomeafangirl · 3 months
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You want to torture ME? Netflix has cancelled every single one of my favourite shows, before the characters and the story could reach their/it's full potential. I know pain.
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the-aussie-knight · 7 months
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Playboy Playmate: March 1991
Name: Julie Clarke
Born: 11th of August 1971
Measurements: 34C-22-32
Fact: First of the Playboy Playmate Dream Teens. Seven of whom posed at the ages of 18 or 19, during the early 1990’s.
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So when I turned 18 I was watching a show and just stopped and realized shit I am either the same age or older than most protagonists. Like what do I do with that. And it’s only going to get worse the more I age. This is the weirdest way to think about aging like yeah my fav character is 16 in this made up story and I used to be the same age as them and then suddenly I was 2 years older. It’s just weird to think about how they helped me get through that age and now I’ve moved on and they’re just chilling eternally young (like Peter Pan but unaware)
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romancemedia · 8 months
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Cartoon Romances + Riding Together
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matchingbatbites · 1 year
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Love Grows - Part 4
This one is a little shorter than the last, because I liked what I had and didn't want to drag it out. The next part will be a little different, so keep an eye out for it sometime next week!
Ao3 | Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 5
July '85
Something is wrong when Steve drops off Rosemary. Eddie takes the ten-month-old baby with a cheery "Hiya, Rosie!" earning him a delighted giggle from the girl, but Steve seems out of it as he sets down the diaper bag. 
"Everything okay, Stevie?" Eddie asks as he settles Rosie on his hip. She reaches out and wraps a hand around his guitar pick necklace but he barely notices, his attention focused on Steve. The younger nods and pushes a hand through his hair, and Eddie silently clocks the nervous habit. 
"Yeah, just- just tired. I, uh, might be late picking Rosie up tonight. I'm closing, and it could take a while." 
Eddie tips his head to the side, he knows there's something Steve isn't saying, but he lets it slide. "That's okay. If you want me to keep her overnight, just give me a call, okay? It's not a problem." 
Steve gives him a tired smile and says "Thanks, Eddie. I really- I really appreciate you. What you do for Rosie. It means a lot to me." 
Yeah, something is definitely wrong. As much as Eddie wants to dig, he doesn't. If Steve doesn't want to talk about it, then he'll leave it alone, but it doesn't erase the worry that settles in his stomach.
"Well, I care about you guys. You and Rosie. I just want to make sure you're both okay."
A soft blush settles across Steve's face and he takes a step back. "Thanks, Eddie. I'll see you tonight, yeah?"
"Yeah. Um, stay safe, Steve."
Steve nods and gives a soft “I will," before heading out of the trailer.
That was July 2nd, and it's now the 5th, and Eddie hasn’t heard from Steve at all. He's had Rosemary for three days, and he would be angry at Steve for abandoning his baby if he wasn't absolutely wracked with worry, the initial low-grade panic only increasing with each passing day.
The only time he can even start to relax is when Rosie gets fussy, and he carries her around the trailer singing 'Love Grows' into her hair, needing to be calm so she can be calm. He can tell that she misses Steve, that she knows something is off, and it breaks Eddie’s heart that he can't do anything about it.
Wayne has taken over Rosie's care this morning, is on the couch with the baby sat up against the cushions as he feeds her bits of plain cereal, and Eddie has only just stopped pacing long enough to eat his own breakfast (the same plain cereal, because he doesn't think he could stomach anything else).
They both freeze when the news cuts to a story about Starcourt, and Eddie's ears start ringing as the news anchor describes the sudden destruction of the mall late last night. 
He feels a heavy hand on his shoulder and looks up to see Wayne suddenly in front of him. "Calm down now, son. You got that little girl over there who needs you to keep it together until we can find out what happened to her dad, got that?" 
Eddie nods, just now realizing how tight his chest feels, and he takes a few deep breaths until the panic evens out. "Yeah. Okay, yeah."
So Eddie puts on a brave face and pretends like nothing is wrong. When Wayne leaves to run some errands, he works to keep Rosie distracted and happy and for the most part succeeds, until naptime.
Rosie is being extra fussy and Eddie is doing his best, carrying her around and singing softly, but just before she falls asleep she jerks herself back awake and starts crying again, and the cycle repeats a few times. 
Eddie rubs soothing circles into her back, tries to get her calm enough to go down, but he freezes completely when she starts to babble sadly, and the soft “Dada dada…” coming from her little mouth is enough to send silent tears streaking down his face.
His breathing is shaky as he continues to sing, and eventually, finally, Rosie falls asleep. Eddie lays her on the bed and tucks a pillow in next to her so she doesn’t roll off in her sleep, and he barely makes it out of the room before he collapses to the floor. 
He's gasping for breath, panic wracking his frame as he thinks about Steve. Did the guy just cut and run on Rosie? No, there’s no way that’s possible, Steve loves her far too much to just abandon her.  Maybe he was caught up in the shit at the mall? Oh god, what happens to Rosie if Steve is… If he’s…
A knock sounds on the trailer door and it takes Eddie a long moment to pull himself together and get up off the floor, and he scrubs his hands over his face before he goes to answer it. He almost starts crying again when he sees Steve on the other side, still wearing that fucking uniform, his face beaten and bruised. 
“Hi Eddie,” he says softly, and fuck, he sounds wrecked. “Sorry I didn’t call.”
"Fuck the phone call, Steve, your face!" Eddie grabs him, one hand clenching in that stupid sailor shirt as the other hovers over Steve's swollen cheek. "What the fuck happened to you?" 
"Got beat up by some Russians," Steve replies, and Eddie can’t believe he’s cracking jokes while Eddie is trying his best to not have a breakdown. "I'm okay, though. I'm fine." 
His hands come up to grab Eddie's wrists and, oh, Eddie is shaking. He pulls out of Steve's grip and throws his arms around the younger man, pulling him into a tight hug. "Fuck, when we heard about what happened at the mall, we were so fucking worried." 
Steve hugs Eddie back, arms wrapping around him and holding him close, and Eddie relishes in the fact that Steve is here, that he’s safe. “I’m okay, Eddie. Doc said I’ll be worse for wear for the next week or so, but nothing serious.” 
Eddie hums in disbelief and they just stay there, wrapped around each other, and Eddie isn’t quite sure who is comforting who at the moment. They break apart after a few minutes and Eddie pulls Steve inside the trailer.
"Where's Rosie?" Steve asks as he glances around, and Eddie nods towards the bedroom. "She's taking a nap, and I think you should do the same. No offense, Steve, but you look dead on your feet." 
The younger chuckles softly and pushes a hand through his hair, and Eddie vaguely registers the bandages covering a few of his fingertips. “I feel like it. I think we’ve overstayed our welcome, though, so I’ll just get Rosie and go-” 
Eddie shakes his head and starts pushing Steve towards the bedroom. “Nope, no, absolutely not. She literally just went down like ten minutes ago, and it took me half an hour because she was crying for you, and you’re not going to ruin my hard work. I’m gonna get you something to change into and you’re gonna take a fucking nap, okay?”
There’s a mutter of resignation, and when they enter the bedroom Steve melts when he sees Rosie on the bed, tears fill his eyes and he takes a shaky breath. “Fuck, I thought I’d never get to see her again.”
He steps over and brushes his fingers over her little hand, and Eddie looks away from the tender scene to dig through his dresser. He pulls out a pair of sweatpants and an oversized band shirt that he passes to the younger, who gives him a soft "Thanks."
While Steve is changing, Eddie grabs a spare blanket and pillow and drops them onto the floor by the bed. It won't be the most comfortable, but he doesn't want to risk accidentally waking Rosie from her nap, not when Steve needs some time to just crash.
He sits down on the pillow with his back propped against the bed, and then drags Steve onto the floor with him. The younger moves easily, lets Eddie bully him into laying down with his head in Eddie's lap, and Eddie drapes the blanket over him before brushing his fingers over soft but dirty hair.
"You don't have to baby me," Steve says, voice soft from exhaustion, and Eddie hums as he gently scratches at his scalp. 
"I'm not babying you, Steve. You're hurt, and I just… Just let me take care of you, okay?"
Steve makes a soft noise in response, and everything is quiet for a while. It’s just long enough that Eddie thinks Steve has fallen asleep, when the younger speaks again, voice quiet. 
“I watched Billy Hargrove die last night.” 
Eddie feels like he’s been drenched in ice water, his gaze snaps down to the boy in his lap. “What?” 
“He was there last night, when everything went to shit. It was… fucking awful, Eddie.” His hand grabs at Eddie’s pant leg, and he can feel that Steve is trembling a little. “What’s terrible is that I can’t even feel bad about it. Like, I feel bad that someone died, but not that it was him, if that makes sense.”
Eddie feels a little shell shocked at Steve’s admission, and he takes a deep breath. “Billy Hargrove was a piece of shit, Steve. It’s okay to feel empathetic that a life was lost, but that life did a lot of shitty things.”
He’s glad that Steve isn’t looking at him, that he can’t see the way that tears one again well up in Eddie's eyes. “But it’s still really fucked up that you had to go through that. Like, really fucked up. There’s no way I can understand what you’re feeling, but if you want someone to just talk to, I’m here for you, yeah?”
Steve nods a little, and there’s a brief pause before he says “Thank you, Eddie. This- Just being here, being with you helps a lot.”
And that. That creates a whole new wave of emotions that Eddie is severely unprepared to deal with at the moment. He cards his fingers through Steve’s hair again and does his best to keep his hand from shaking. “Glad I could help somehow. Just- get some sleep, Stevie.”
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outcastpack · 9 months
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julietoon-ts2 · 3 months
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TS2: SP48 Platform Boots for TM by Julie J
As requested
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Meshes included - Have fat morph
Credit goes to @episims @deedee-sims Cat of Evil Genius, Trapping EA/Maxis, Julie J
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runningonadhd · 15 days
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Man, Julie and the Phantoms has everything. Rock for the gays, Showtunes for the gays, and K-pop for the gays
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awakefor48hours · 2 days
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I hate the fact that the main response to someone lamenting over a show getting cancelled is now usually met with “which one?”
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the--anarchists · 1 month
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Characters I think have almost the exact same vibe pt. 1
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cywscross · 2 days
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Title: To New Beginnings (So Long As It's With You) Fandom: Teen Wolf x Solo Leveling Character/Pairing: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale, Original Characters Rating: T Word Count: 6,517 Summary: A single deviation lands Stiles and Peter in a whole new world.
They both agree that they're far better for it. Tags: Post-Season 6A, Canon Divergence AU, Dimension Travel, Crossover, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Original Character(s), Established Relationship, Domestic, Outsider POV, Multiple POV, Alternate Universe - Solo Leveling Fusion
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The Bloodied Dagger
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Ao3 version
A small crowd was gathered in the center of town and was in awe as they witnessed THE Matthew Hopkins tying up an odious "witch".
The wicked wench pleaded for the great general to let her go, proclaiming her false innocence to him.
However, the woman was rightfully disregarded.
Witches were quite notorious for spinning lies and telling tall tales, and Hopkins was well-informed of that fact.
He was a man of God, after all.
"Look at those arms," a young woman in the crowd comments about the witchfinder to her friend, who nods in agreement.
Both women simultaneously exhale a sigh of infatuation as they begin to view Hopkins through a "crush filter", their pupils now taking on the shape of red hearts.
"He has the eyes of righteousness," a burly man would state out of admiration.
"Oh, that Matthew Hopkins is steamier than a stew in July~," another woman who was crushing on the general said with a giggle, fanning herself with her hand.
"I could kiss him!" a thrilled man shouts, to which the other townspeople fully support his excited statement.
To them and the other residents living in Gravesfield, a formal and friendly kiss between two gentleman was not a problem.
Standing among the chatty crowd was Philip, the teen's smile growing immensely as he watched his idol bring the "witch" to justice.
He aspired to be a great witch hunter just like him.
Once she was fully tied around her midsection, Hopkins wastes no time shoving the woman to the ground.
He then places a triumphant foot on her.
The crowd celebrates this heroic action with a loud cheer as Philip quickly rushes over to Hopkins.
"Mr. Hopkins, that was AMAZING!" he said, his blue eyes sparkling with inspiration.
A cocky chuckle is released by Hopkins at the compliment.
'Ah, the youth and their praise,' he thought to himself.
His ego loved it.
"Well, what can I say?" he began. "I do what must be done."
He grabs the end of his rope.
"Now, I must be off. This she-devil needs to be condemned for her heinous crimes."
As he starts heading towards the outskirts of town, a crooked dagger slips out of Hopkins's holder.
Upon seeing this, Philip immediately goes to pick the weapon up.
"Mr. Hopkins, you dropped this!"
"Hm?"
After halting, Hopkins turns around and spots his dagger in the boy's hand.
"Keep it," he said with false humility, causing Philip to gasp as he continued.
"A generous gift from me to you." He had plenty other daggers that looked exactly the same at home.
"Protect yourself against any wild witches you might come in contact with," he told Philip.
Philip gave a second gasp.
He couldn't believe it.
Matthew Hopkins, the greatest witch hunter of all time, was giving him his knife... as a gift?!
Philip could faint.
He wasn't going to, but he could have.
Philip nods. "I will! Oh, Mr. Hopkins, I am truly honored to have this!"
Hopkins chuckled.
This kid was something else.
"You should be!" he shouts back with a smug expression.
And with that, the general continues his way through town.
As he gazes at his new dagger, Philip squeals with pure delight.
He planned to keep it forever and couldn't wait to show it off to Caleb, but first, he had to clean off the blood that stained the metal.
He was certain it belonged to a witch.
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1.500 follower celebration!!!
Okay so I reached this milestone weeks ago but completely missed doing anything fun for it. My poll for the 2k celebration chose blurb nights, but because 2 people were pretty excited about the matchup idea in my dm’s and I think it would be super fun to do, I decided to just do it now to celebrate 1.5 (better late than never).
So, here is how it’s going to work:
Send me an ask (on or off anon) with a description of yourself (include whatever you feel comfy with, as short or long as you’d like) and include what fandom or fandoms you would like a pairing for. You can also include a specific trope or scenario you want.
I’ll give you a character for each fandom you want and write some headcanons for you and that character, and if I have ideas I’ll include a moodboard and maybe a fitting song.
If you don’t want a pairing for yourself, you can also send in an ask for an oc of yours!
And please include if you want the pairing to be platonic or romantic (or one of each)
You can start sending in asks today and I will start working on them either tonight or tomorrow! I’m not sure if there’s going to be a lot of interest in this, so it might just be one night or it might spread out over the whole week. I’ll be doing everything that gets send in until April 12th!
Here are the fandoms you can choose from: Harry Potter (Golden Trio Era, Marauders Era, Hogwarts Legacy Era), Percy Jackson and the Olympians (Heroes of Olympus included), Top Gun Maverick, Teen Wolf, The Summer I Turned Pretty (series, not the books), Julie and the Phantoms, Baldur’s Gate 3 and Avatar the last airbender.
And again, a big kiss to everyone who follows me and keeps reading my silly little fics! I appreciate all of you and love you so much 💕😚
EDIT: I got a lot more of these than expected and I'm super excited to do them all, but I just wanted everyone to know it might take me a little bit to get to yours! Currently posted: 21/26
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imstuckin1999 · 2 months
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{Clueless Premiere on the beach in Malibu 1995}
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