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indigogvf · 5 months

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Bottled up

Summary: Jake comforts you after a bad week at work.

Warnings: Crying? There’s no others that I can think of, just lots of comfort and fluff.

Word count: 1279

AN: Thanks for helping me decide which fic to do on my poll!! Im still gonna do the other two at some point, but Jake comfort was the winner so you’re getting this one first😁

Also, my requests are open!! I’d love to hear any ideas.

You just finished work, and you’re walking rather quickly to your car, whilst also desperately holding back tears to avoid your boss after he gave you a deadline for a presentation; a presentation he told you about yesterday. And the deadline is on Monday.

It’s Friday.

After the immense stress and pressure you’ve been holding in this week, it was safe to say you were now at your breaking point.

You practically threw yourself into your car as tears started streaming down your face, not wanting to catch the attention of any coworkers who might also be leaving. Everything that had even slightly upset or bothered you this week now seemed earth shattering as you finally let yourself feel all the emotions you’ve been pushing away. You were never one to talk about how you felt; you always felt as if no one really cared, or that you were being a burden. Everyone has their own stuff going on, why do they need yours to think about too?

You pulled up in the driveway, taking a deep breath before getting out of your car and making your way to the house. You walked in, chucking your keys on the side table and hanging your coat up. “Jake, I’m home.” You called out. You walked through to the kitchen to see where he was after you heard no response, and found him cutting up some type of vegetable, which you couldn’t quite see because he was in the way. “Hey. What are you making?” You questioned.

“Hey, honey. I’m making lasagna for dinner. I know it’s your favourite, and I wanted to do something nice for you.” He smiled. You took a deep breath, not wanting to start up the waterworks for the second time. He was so good to you.

“Oh. That’s very thoughtful of you, Jake. Thank you.” You returned his smile as he pulled you in for a sweet little kiss. “I’m gonna head upstairs and take a shower.” You began walking away,

“Wait!” He called, “How was work?”

You were really hoping you’d dodged that question.

“Uh.. yeah, it was fine.” You briskly walked away, desperately trying to avoid any further questions.

You failed.

“Just fine? Are you sure?” He paused for a moment, awaiting your response. When you hesitated, he continued. “You’ve been a little off with me this week.. have I done something wrong? Is there something going on elsewhere that’s bothering you?”

Fuck.

You hate this. You almost hate yourself for this. You’ve been pushing him away all week, attempting to avoid this exact conversation. As much as you want to just curl up on the couch with him and bathe in his love and affection, you knew yourself too well. You knew you’d crack and end up crying to him about how stressed you’ve been, which is exactly what you want to avoid. You hate that you’ve made him feel like he’s done something wrong. You can feel your lip quivering as you hold back your tears for the second time since you’ve come home. “I’m sorry. I.. I just-“ aaaand here it comes.

You put your head in your hands as you start bawling, trying to conceal the fact that you’re most definitely not okay. Although you think it’s fairly obvious, because Jake rushes over to you, embracing you in a tight hug as your body shakes against his. “Hey, it’s okay. Shhh. Just let it all out,” He says softly into your ear whilst gently stroking your hair. “Talk to me, baby. What’s going on?” He prods.

You collect yourself, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm yourself enough to explain yourself. “I’m sorry for pushing you away all week. You didn’t do anything, I’ve just had a week from hell. I didn’t want to be a burden to you so I just kept it to myself, but I knew if you were to ask about my day, I’d crack.” You mumbled, feeling slightly ashamed because saying it out loud makes you feel slightly pathetic.

“What makes you think you can’t talk to me? You can always talk to me - about anything. I want to be there for you, honey. But I can’t if i don’t know when there’s something bothering you. Your problems will never burden me, I promise. Now, tell me what happened.” He reassures you, still giving gentle strokes across your hair.

You knew your thought process was slightly unnecessary when it came to Jake. He’s never made you feel like you can’t talk to him; in fact, you know you can talk to him. You assume it was from when you were a teenager and your two friends ignored you for being upset, and then proceeded to tell you it was draining to be around you. You’re glad that Jake shows you nothing of the sort.

“Well, on Monday, there was four clients who phoned and screamed at me down the phone for the way that their previous issues were handled. I didnt even deal with their original complaints. On Tuesday, my boss called me for a meeting about those calls and basically questioned my ability to do my job, despite the fact that I told him multiple times I didn’t handle their original complaints. On Wednesday, my coworker shouted at me in front of the entire office about how i didn’t send him some documents he needed, even though he didn’t tell me about them. On Thursday I split my coffee on my cream coloured jumper and had to walk around with a giant stain down my chest. Today, my boss gave me a deadline for a presentation. He told me about the presentation on Thursday, and the deadline is on Monday.” You took a breath, feeling like you were suffocating because of how quickly and passionately you listed all of the problems of the week.

“Oh, love. I’m sorry. You don’t deserve to be treated this way. You’re always working so hard, it’s a shame they can’t see that. Have you thought about working somewhere else? You deserve to be respected and seen for your work, and I don’t think you’re going to get that at this company.” He spoke in the most delicate voice.

You thought for a moment, contemplating his suggestion of getting a new job. “I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about that; but I think you might be right.” You replied.

Jake pulled you closer to him, placing your head on his chest. “You know you can always talk to me, don’t you?” He asked.

“I do. I guess I just overthink it sometimes.” You said, reassuring him.

“Do you promise you’ll talk to me next time?” He held his pinky finger out.

“I pinky promise, Jake.” You shook his pinky as you smiled at each other.

He pulled you in for a gentle kiss to your lips and then planted kisses around your face, leaving an extra big one on your forehead. You giggled in response, already feeling much better.

“Why don’t we eat our lasagna and try to come up with some solutions that might make your work easier, and then cuddle on the couch with a movie on in the background, hm? That sound good, pretty girl?” He suggested.

“Mmm, that sounds amazing. Thank you, Jake. I love you.” You nuzzled your head into his chest. You could hear his heartbeat gently thumping in your ear.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He placed a kiss on your head whilst simultaneously giving you a tight squeeze.

You loved him so much, it was almost too much. But you especially loved how loved he made you feel.

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tangyangie · 10 months

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hello~ i just read your wiping kiss prank imagine with budo masuta from yansim and i really like it! could you do more of him but make the reader as an art club member? maybe with a “he fell first and he fell harder” trope would be cute hehe you can make it a headcanon or an imagine!

i haven’t seen many content of him and it’s hard to find one ;; tysm!!!

— 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 ▨

synopsis. budo masuta x art club reader, where budo fell both first and harder!!

notes. guys it finally happened my first yansim req!! i will gladly feed all the budo lovers 🤭

every day, without fail, you're sitting outside the martial arts room and painting something. occasionally, you might draw some of the members of the club, as you have a perfect view from the window.

budo's caught sight of you a few times. sends you a friendly smile and a wave, when he doesn't even know your name. eventually, he gathers up the courage to ask.

he's a little awkward, but it's honestly endearing. he sits next to you one day, asking if he can see your drawing. you smile and show him, leaning the he notices it's sketches of all the martial arts club members, but he's the one on there the most.

a bit of pink dusts his face, looking over himself on paper. you notice a few details now that he's a bit closer, so you change a few things about the drawing, intently looking at him.

aaaand he's caught feelings from that moment. he's spending a lot more time with you now!! he invites you to walk around the school with him both before and after classes.

budo gets your number. his club celebrates the occasion.

it's funny to imagine budo giggling and kicking his feet in his bed at your texts, but that is basically what happens. minus the kicking. he does shuffle a lot, though.

you both meet up outside of school once you give him your number. you've invited him over to your house a few times and showed him your art room. you both began making something random, but it ended with you both smearing paint on each others' faces.

he likes to give you things. whether it's buying you something while you're out shopping together or him finding a stuffed animal that reminds him of you, he doesn't think twice. you will have gained a new item that day.

budo believes in waiting to get to know you before asking you out. it'll be several months before he does so—he just wants to make sure you're comfortable with him by that time.

when he finally does, he confesses in a very romantic way. he'll make sure that it's doing something you like—maybe going to a museum, walking around a lake... or, perhaps—he'll partake in the 'confessing on a friday under the cherry tree' myth.

and he'll look around to make sure no one can hear him ask but you. he'll ask you with a smile on his face, gently holding your hands in his as he looks into your eyes. (you say yes, obviously.)

he wants to kiss you. very badly.

he doesn't know if he should, but you can tell by the look on his face what he's thinking. so, you lean in and do it yourself. it's just a small peck, but he's fallen even further than possible.

if earlier, he had fallen so hard for you he landed on his face, he'd be on his way to the center of the earth by now. he likes you so much that the ground gave in.

he melts when you do almost anything. holding him and lightly dusting your fingers over him, peppering kisses all over his face... he could go on and on about what affections he loves to get from you.

but, he loves to give even more. don't expect to have to do any work when you're in his vicinity. he'll take care of everything you need.

your personalities go together very well. in at least one aspect, you and him are similar, and in at least one, you're different. it's the best mix—and you complement each other perfectly.

notes. guys i have no clue but i've had like no motivation to write for the past week i'm super sorry

#screaming in the void #and the void screams back #budo #budo masuta #yandere simulator #yandere #yan sim #yansim #fluff #he fell first and harder #i really don't feel like tagging #reader fic #budo x reader #budo masuta x reader

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atopfourthwall · 6 months

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Are there any comics that won't never be covered in the Long Box of the Damned because it was either too disturbing or too inappropriate?

More like "This is not fun to talk about," as a shorthand. I can count the number of Longbox episodes I started and then abandoned on one hand. The ones I remember are: -Curse of the Were-Woman - thought it'd be horror, but it's not. Misogynistic dude gets turned into a woman. Hijinx ensue. -Friday the 13th: Bad Land. A weird two-issue miniseries showing a parallel timeline of a Native American family getting attacked (the woman getting sexually assaulted, at that) by some white settlers while also showing Jason killing a couple. There was just something very iffy and gross about paralleling racist murder and rape with a consensual couple having fun in the woods. I know it wasn't intentional and I was probably reading too much into it, but it did not feel like the kind of thing I wanted to talk about as Moarte. -The House of Montresor. A comic sequel to the Casque of Amontillado, it was actually going reeeaaally well for most of it. Tension, horror, a likeable, innocent protagonist... aaaand the ending came in and it turned out she was being deliberately tormented by Montresor's descendants for stupid, horrible reasons that had nothing to do with her and this innocent person is killed through no fault of her own and the journey was NOT worth it for an "evil wins" kind of story. A comic where the ending completely ruins the book and I knew I would not enjoy making a Longbox out of it.

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dollsuguru · 22 days

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HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII KAIROO!!!!!!!!!!! HOW ARE YOU DOING MY ANGEL??? i'm just dropping by with a little movie recommendation uuuuuu are u excited. i just saw it today and it's called "the first omen" aaaand it's a horror film!!!! i thought it was great - the scares were pretty good, it was gnarly, it had good sound and good performances and i definitely almost pissed myself in one scene but we don't have to talk abt that. but yeah!! as a horror fan yk i had to share it with you!! i hope you're doing sososososooo sexily today, i hope you slept well. i love u<333 - @teddybeartoji

MICKEY MY ANGEL HIIIIII BESTIE :3 AND OMG TYSM FOR THE REC I’VE BEEN ITCHINGGGGG FOR A GOOD HORROR TO WATCH and i trust your movie judgment the most <333 i will simply Excuse your emptying of bowels bc i love you and bc you’re hilarious 🩷 funny hot people always get a pass from me 🤝 I HOPE YOU’RE HAVING THE BEST DAY/NIGHT EVER I LOVE YOUUUUUU <333 (p.s. i might be watching monkey man on friday i’m so excited omfg)

#asks #mickey tag <3 #dev patel is our shared husband IT’S TRUEEEEEE #ILY MICKEY I LOVE HEARING YOUR MOVIE THOUGHTS IT’S SO CUTE #also a fellow soundtrack listener #i used to listen to zack hemsey’s scores so much bc they reminded me of action packed scenes 😭#did i pretend i was saving/ruining the world? Yes. will i listen to it again? also Yes.

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munsonslilbunnie · 2 years

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missin' out (ii) – the first date | eddie munson x reader |

mini-series: pt. i | pt. ii (you're here) summary: eddie munson asked you out during your run-in at the family video store and you are, quite literally, freaking out.

pairing: eddie munson x plus-size!fem!reader

word count: 5.6k

warnings/cw/tw: mentions of body-image issues and insecurities (slight). complete fluff fluff fluff tbh. y/n and eddie are lovable idiots. y/n is shorter than most. y/n and robin are literally besties. robin being the best girl friend. <3 also eddie just being a dork and a gentleman <3

a/n: aaaand here you go! part two to my "missin' out" series! i'm currently thinking about doing one last part for this series, which will probably include smut. might take a little longer to get out but be on the lookout for that! love you, bbs! <3 again, no beta so all mistakes are mine!

bunnie's taglist: ✧ @angelbbygrl ✧ @yourfavoritefangirl ✧ @kissmyquill ✧ @hellv1ra ✧ @mythogayic ✧ (some of you asked to be tagged, but i also tagged those who seemed interested for the next part! if you would like to not be tagged again, pls tell me <3)

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oh, tonight will definitely be interesting.

friday night, eight twenty-seven pm

you were pacing back and forth in your bedroom, a certain dirty blonde-haired girl looking on at you in amusement as she leaned back on her hands from her position on your bed, eyes flickering back and forth in pace to your mindless walking. “ya know, you’re gonna make yourself sick if you don’t stop that pacing, (y/n).” robin piped up softly, an amused tone in her voice – mixed with just a hint of seriousness in her statement.

your pacing finally faltered slightly before coming to a full stop in the middle of your room, wide eyes staring at robin. “ro, what did i get myself into?” you asked her, as if she knew the answer to every decision you had ever made in your lifetime.

robin arched a brow at you, adjusting her position as she sat forward and leaned her elbows on her knees, “i mean, it sounds like you got yourself a hot date with the eddie munson from school. he’s not that bad of a dude, actually! never really talked, but he’s always nice to us band geeks! he even helped vickie out one day when she forgot her lunch money, dude gave her the exact change and everything. i mean, i doubt you think he’s a freak, right? no, i don’t think so – you’re not the type of person to think that way, i know you better by now. so what’s the problem? is this about steve? because i swear, (y/n), he’s a dingus and you can do better anyways! only dingues like him could ever give up on someone like you!” robin continued to babble on, using her hands to create dramatic effects.

you winced slightly at the mention of steve but you were quick to shake your head at robin’s rambling, making your way over to your bed and plopping yourself next to her, before falling back against your bed, eyes staring up at the ceiling of your room. “no, this isn’t about steve, ro,” you groaned softly, letting your eyes flutter shut as you tried to gather your thoughts about the situation. “it’s just… eddie said something to me that, like, stuck out to me? i guess it just really surprised me and i’m not really sure how to feel about it?”

robin fell back against your bed as well, her head turned towards you, letting you know you had her undivided attention, even though you knew it could be difficult for her sometimes, “alright, spill. i know munson asked you out on a date, but you didn’t give me all the deets like you told me you would. what did he say that has you all… frazzled?” she snickered softly at her choice of words but grew serious once again when she heard you let out a heavy sigh.

“alright, alright, i’ll spill… but first, i have to confess something,” you huffed softly under your breath, before turning your head to look back at her, your lips forming into a slight pout when she reached over to boop your nose with the tip of her finger.

“i’m all ears, (l/n).”

“okay, well… back in middle school, i remember vividly that hawkins middle had this talent show, yeah? i didn’t participate in it – it just didn’t catch my attention, but i attended for the hell of it. well, eddie munson was a part of that talent show. he, like, did a number with his band and i was, as embarrassing as it is to say it out loud, mesmerized by him and i may or may have not garnered a little crush on him all throughout middle school after that…” you trailed off softly, glancing away from her unwavering gaze.

“so… you mean to tell me you’ve had a crush on eddie munson THIS WHOLE TIME–?” robin shot up from her position, looking down at you with a gaping mouth, unsure of how to process this new information.

“shhh! robin, you’re so loud!” you whined as you scrambled to get up, kneeling on your bed as you pressed your hands over her mouth, effectively shutting her up for a moment, “but, what i’m about to tell you might be even more shocking..”

“mmpf, mmpf!” robin tried to speak, but it was muffled behind your hands.

“i’ll let go when i’m done, okay?”

robin’s brows furrowed slightly, but with a roll of her eyes, she nodded her head and sarcastically motioned her hand for you to continue on with your story.

you stuck your tongue out at her, before pausing to take a deep breath, getting ready to reveal the big secret that seems to be eating at you, “so like… eddie said something that keeps bugging me. i can’t really tell if its a good or bad thing, though. i know he’s a decent guy. a good one, if anything. i never believed any of that “freak” or “satanist” shit, the guy may look scary and sometimes his actions at school may not always help him, but honestly? i doubt he’d even hurt a fly. i’ve seen him, i’ve seen the way he acts with his club. i can see the protectiveness he has for them – he’s always their number one defender when jason or one of the other jocks try to reel them in for a fight. i know he’s different, but the thing is, i don’t truly know him. i never had much interaction with him, i didn’t think he even knew my name! sure, i had a crush on him during middle school, but that’s all. it was just a crush. i didn’t think he noticed me. i never talked to him and he never talked to me. and all of the sudden, he’s telling me he’s had a big crush on me since middle school? that i’m apparently the prettiest girl he has ever seen? he says he’s been trying to get my attention for years, ro. years!” you laughed out softly in disbelief, shaking your head at the thought of it, “says i never gave him the time of day? that confused the heck outta me. since when has he ever tried to get my attention? since when has he ever tried to talk to me? since when – “ a loud squeak of surprise escaped your lips when you felt a wet sensation on the back of your hand, pulling it away quickly to wipe it against your shirt, “yuck, robin!” you whined, glaring at her as she stared back at you with her tongue sticking out.

“are you done, (y/n)?” she asked with a cheeky tone, giving you a smirk as you flipped her off.

you huffed and crossed your arms over your chest, looking all sulky at the interruption.

“while i just love to hear you go on a tangent about a guy, and just love to see you ramble on like that, ya know you get all flustered and your cheeks get all red, it’s cute really – but like, stop to think for a second, yeah?” robin reached over to gently pat your head, before looking at you with a serious look on her face, “you’re not exactly the type of notice your surroundings. i don’t always get social cues and shit, but like – sometimes, you’re even worse than i am! you walk down the halls with your head down, close to the lockers to like – i don't know, make yourself invisible? you try not to be the center of attention, i know how much you hate it, but you’re so deep into your head, that you don’t see the fact that others notice you, (y/n). and that includes munson.” robin tilted her head, watching the way you tried to avoid eye contact. “you know what i noticed about munson?” at the shake of your head, she continued on. “i noticed the way he looks at you, ya know. i notice the way he searches for you in the lunchroom. i notice the way he gets all outrageous and loud in hopes that you look his way, and if you do and you laugh, god, he looks so proud and smug, it’s almost nauseating, really. and i definitely noticed the way he was staring at you this afternoon. why do you think i sent you to the horror section? he was right there! ogling at you! of course, i knew all about his little staring problem, but without a little push in the right direction, i doubt he would have made a move. and no,” she emphasized at the end, watching as you were about to start protesting, “he probably wouldn’t have made a move on you if you hadn’t gone over to that section. first, because i’ve seen some of the many times where he would start heading towards your table to talk to you and walk away at the last minute because he chickened out. second, boys can be a little dumb – scratch that, they are very dumb, and sometimes need help when it comes to getting the girl they want. tell munson he can thank me later for that, by the way.”

robin was met with silence, your eyes just staring at her, lips opening and closing as you tried to come up with a proper response to her entire little speech.

“cat caught your tongue, hm?” robin cackled loudly, shaking her head at your antics. you’re lucky you were her best friend. she understood you had your own insecurities, and people can be mean as hell in school and in the real world due to your weight, but you are an amazing person and honestly, anyone would be lucky to be with you. “listen… you never know if you don’t try it out, yeah? if being with eddie “the freak” munson is something that will end up bringing you happiness, then why not go for it? it never hurts to try. remember, you’re not tying yourself down to anyone yet. you’re going on a date – the first date. if you don’t feel anything for the dude after that, then that’s okay. but if you do, then go for it. put yourself out there, (y/n). i know things didn’t work out with steve, and while i do love that idiot, steve and eddie are completely different. eddie isn’t like steve, i’ll tell you that. give it a shot, that’s all i’m suggesting.”

a few beats of silence passed before you swung yourself into robin’s arms, a couple of pitiful sniffles leaving you every once in a while as you snuggled up against her. “god, you talk so much, but thank you, ro… you always know what to say to make me think straight again,” you giggled at the snort that she released at the phrasing of your words, “not like that!” you pulled away from her arms and looked at her sheepishly, your eyes bright from the unshed tears in them. you cleared your throat before giving her your best ‘puppy dog eyes’, “now… can you help me pick out an outfit for my date with eddie tomorrow? i wanna look… hot.”

“you always look hot, (y/n)! ohh, remember that white skirt you have? i saw the way munson looked like he was about to cream his pants when you came to school wearing it that one day – “

“ro!”

“what?! you said you want to look hot! that white skirt makes you look absolutely smokin’!”

“why are we best friends again?”

“because i’m like totally awesome and you love me? right? … (y/n)? right?!”

saturday afternoon, five forty-three pm

much to robin’s satisfaction, you did end up wearing that white skirt that she mentioned the night before. you paired it with a black, spaghetti strapped top that was safely tucked under the band of the white skirt, throwing an old, yet comfy cardigan over it, and topped it off with a pair of mary janes that you haven’t worn in a while. usually, you didn’t dress up like this for school, since the chairs at school can be very unforgiving and you had enough embarrassment when your thighs would get stuck to the plastic chairs. but this was a date, after all. you weren’t… necessarily showing off a lot of skin, but you felt cute in this outfit. and confident.

though, even with the surge of confidence that coursed through your body at how cute you felt, you couldn’t stop the waves of nervousness as you paced in the middle of your living room, wringing your hands together.

would he come? it’s not time yet, but would he forget? maybe he had something better to do? what if this was all a prank? that didn’t seem like something he’d do, but… you couldn’t stop the way your mind would push negative thoughts into your head.

a sigh ripped its way out from your lips as you plopped yourself unceremoniously onto your couch. your parents were visiting friends this weekend, therefore you had the house all to yourself. so if you run up to your room crying after eddie munson ultimately stands you up, you wouldn’t have to answer any of their concerned questions. you would be left to wallow in your own misery.

however, not even a few minutes into your pity party, there was a soft, almost timid knock on your door. you blinked, pulling yourself out of your thoughts as you glanced up at the clock near the top of the mantle. it’s not even six yet, but maybe – hopefully – eddie was early? with a shaky sigh, you pushed yourself up from the couch and made your way to the door, not bothering to ask who it was, assuming by now that it was your date. you swung the door open, lips parted as if to say a greeting, before it died from your lips. your eyes widened at the sight –

“steve…?”

there he was. steve ‘the hair’ harrington in all of his glory. he was rocking back and forth on the heels of his shoes, a bouquet of flowers clenched in his hand as he looked at you, a patch of red on his cheeks.

“(y/n). uh – hey.” steve cleared his throat awkwardly, his unoccupied hand taking its time to run itself through his head full of hair – something you knew he did as a nervous habit.

your heart was doing flips against your chest – but not in the happy, giddy way it used to. it was thumping and flipping around as dread filled your being, glancing around behind him in hopes that eddie wouldn’t suddenly appear behind him – you didn’t want him to misunderstand what was happening. actually… what was happening?

“steve, i, uh – … what are you doing here?” you tried to stay calm, but the more you stared at the man, the weaker your voice grew. it’s been three weeks since you last saw or heard from him. why was he showing up on your doorstep with a bouquet of flowers? you were so confused – it didn’t make sense.

“listen, (y/n). i know – i know how this might look. but i just wanted to apologize for how things ended, yeah? i know i looked like a douche for what i did,” steve laughed in a deprecating manner, shaking his head as if chastising himself for his behavior, “i regret it, baby. i do, i swear. i was so caught up in myself, i didn’t realize the good that i had in front of me. i fucking suck, you can say it, but i swear it’s you – it’s always been you. i want to try again, please, love. i’ll do whatever it takes – just, one more chance, yeah?” steve looked at you with this hopeful glint in his eyes, thrusting the bouquet of flowers into your hands, while you just stared at him like a fish out of water, eyes wide and lips moving, yet no actual sound coming out.

this… was definitely not what you expected on a saturday afternoon. but the more you stared at steve, the more things started to seem more… clearer. you wanted someone who was sure about you. who knew what they wanted. who knew that they wanted a relationship with you. you didn’t want to be a secret for anyone – you didn’t want to be someone’s second choice. you were so much more than that. if steve felt the need to part to explore his options elsewhere, which is definitely what he did base on robin’s reluctance to share what he was up to, then he isn’t the one for you. maybe he never was.

you lowered your hands, holding onto the bouquet loosely as you looked down at your shoes.

“steve, look… – “

“am i interrupting something here?” eddie’s voice filled your ears, making you look up in haste, eyes clashing together. his – hard, hurt, confused. yours – sad, defensive, questioning.

you could see his adam’s apple bob slightly as he took in the sight of you and steve together, his hands clenched into fists by his side. you knew how this could look like to someone else’s eyes – it almost looked like steve was the one picking you up for a date.

“munson?” steve’s startled voice brought you back down to earth, the two men standing in front of each other in a defensive stance. steve crossed his arms against his chest, glancing between the two of you suspiciously before asking, “what are you doing here?”

eddie started to open his mouth but didn’t get a chance to speak by the way you slammed your front door shut, going to stand in the middle of the two. “not that it’s any of your business, steve, but eddie and i are going on a date.” you spoke quietly, slowly – as if trying to choose your words wisely, willing yourself not to tear up as you stared into steve’s hurt eyes. you took a deep breath and placed the bouquet of flowers back into his hands, never once breaking eye contact as you continued to speak, “i’m not going to be anyone’s second choice, steve. you lost your chance that night when you called me. you didn’t even have the nerve to tell me to my face. i… think i deserve better than that, right?” you gave him a sad smile and stepped back slightly so you could clutch onto eddie’s arm, who took this as a cue to lay a comforting hand over your own, noticing the way it trembled. “i’ll see you ‘round, 'kay?” with that, you guided eddie down your porch, before he directed you towards his van, which was parked just little ways down from your home. you didn’t bother looking back at steve. that was a chapter that was officially closed now. all you can do is look forward to the future.

eddie stopped in front of the passenger door and opened it up for you, to which you shot him a grateful smile as you got in and buckled up as he made his way to the driver’s side, getting in as quick as possible. the silence between you two was thick for a few moments as he drove away from your place, his eyes focusing on the road, seemingly too lost in thought to attempt conversation.

your teeth gnawed at your bottom lip as you stared at the side of his face, wanting him to look at you – say something, say anything. you just needed to make sure he wasn’t mad. not at you.

“that wasn’t what it looked like, by the way.” you winced at the way it sounded, but it was the truth, at least.

finally, eddie’s deep, dark eyes glanced over at you, lingering on your face a little too long before they reverted back to the road. “oh, yeah? what was that then? ‘cause it looked like the girl i’ve been dying to ask out was in some kind of lover’s quarrel with steve fucking harrington.” he sounded bitter when he mumbled steve’s name – it made you flinch. not because of his name, but because of how hurt eddie sounded.

“eddie,” you sighed out his name, said man trying to ignore how his heart fluttered at the way you said his name, “i swear it wasn’t like that. steve and i… look. i won’t lie to you. we had a ‘thing’ going for a bit. it hasn’t been long since he ended that – over a phone call, nonetheless, but i swear i didn’t know he was just going to randomly show up on my doorstep like that!” you didn’t know why you were so adamant on letting eddie know nothing was going on between you and steve. it just didn’t feel right. you didn’t want eddie to feel like there was. “this is the first time i have even seen him in over three weeks. what we had before is over and it’s behind me, eddie.” you mumbled softly, the roar of his van almost drowning your words out. but you knew he heard you.

his jaw ticked slightly as he made his way into a parking spot in front of the theater, cutting his van off. he twisted in his seat to look at you, reaching over to gently take your hand into his and gave it a single squeeze. you weren’t sure what it was about this man, but the fact that you felt comforted and safe with him touching you already was something that you weren’t expecting.

you gazed up at him from your spot, a little frown playing on your lips as he began to speak, his thumb gently rubbing against your knuckles. “shit, ‘m sorry, (y/n). i know i shouldn’ be actin’ this way. the date has barely begun and ‘m already actin’ like an asshole,” eddie tsked softly, shaking his head at himself, even as you were starting to protest quietly. “i am, sweetheart, ‘nd ‘m sorry. i have no claim over you, i know that. i guess i got a little jealous, watching as he gave you those flowers, using that harrington charm on you.” eddie stared into your eyes, his thumb not once stopping from its gentle rubbing against your knuckles. your heart thumped against your chest the longer you stared into his eyes, your mouth growing dry as you tried to make sense of your racing thoughts. “say the word, princess, ‘nd we don’t have to do this date anymore. i would still love to, but if you aren’t up for it anymore, tell me ‘nd i’ll take you back home, swear.” he gave you a boyish smile, although you could still see the reluctance, the nervousness, as he waited for your answer.

you gulped, tongue peeking out to run itself over your lips, watching as his eyes traced the movement, lingering on your closed lips before glancing back into your eyes.

“alright, munson, let’s go see what movie we should watch.”

“thought you’d never ask, doll.”

saturday night, eight thirty pm

soft laughter filled eddie’s van as you two climbed back inside after the movie you ultimately decided to watch. it was some movie called “silver bullet” – it didn’t end up being your favorite, but eddie seemed to enjoy it, at least, so you endured it for him. plus, the commentary he provided was a definite highlight of your date so far. he was so funny, so charming – especially when he would mimic an actor’s voice and say the most ridiculous things ever – you might have almost gotten yourselves thrown out of the theater on more than one occasion, but it was worth it.

it was a little awkward in the beginning, both of you not really knowing how to act – eddie, since he’s never gone on a date before and after his behavior in the van? yeah, he didn’t want to screw things up any more than he already did. and you, since you haven’t been out on a date since steve and the dynamic was different, but you couldn’t deny the way eddie made you feel comfortable in your own skin. after buying your snacks and settling in your seats a bit before the movie started, the conversation started to flow, and before you knew it, you two were giggling little shits, with eddie’s arm slung over your shoulders, holding you during the scary parts and whispering in your ear as he tried to make you laugh to distract you from it.

“you’re a menace, eddie munson! you and your little shenanigans almost got us thrown out of the theater!” you couldn’t stop the teasing tone in your voice as you playfully swatted his shoulder, giving him a grin to make it known you were just joking around.

“uh!” he gasped, placing a hand over his heart in a dramatic fashion – so cute, you thought – “you hurt me, (y/n)! shenanigans? might i remind you who it was that couldn’t seem to stop giggling throughout the entire movie?” eddie teased you right back, a hearty grin spread across his handsome face as he played along with your teasing.

you playfully rolled your eyes at the man, waving him off as you spoke, “i have no idea what you’re talking about, munson!” you stuck your tongue out at him.

eddie chuckled softly, leaning his elbow against the steering wheel for a moment as he took the time to gaze at you. you were perfect. he knew there was no such thing in a world like this, but fuck, you were perfect in his eyes. everything about you was just so amazing. you made him feel high – higher than he has ever been before and he couldn’t get enough of the sensation. he definitely didn’t want this night to end. “i think you know exactly what ‘m talkin’ about, sweetheart. no need to pretend like you don’t,” he cooed at you, reaching over to brush a stray strand of hair behind your ear, watching the way your breathing shuttered at the action. he mentally cursed himself. you were so fucking cute, how is this even possible?

he couldn’t stop the way his eyes wandered down your figure – the outfit you were wearing made you look so innocent, yet so flawlessly smoking hot and fuck, the way your skirt would ride up with every movement, revealing more of your thick thighs – he just wanted to get a handful of it, squeeze it, tease it, see what makes you gasp and squirm. he knew you got shit for your figure but he couldn’t understand why? you were so adorably cute yet hot just the way you were – he wasn’t blind to the way others stare at you. but he didn’t want them to stare at you. he wanted you all to himself. he’d do anything for you, he already knew that. one date in and he’d riot for you.

“hey, eddie…”

“yeah, sweetheart? what’s up?” eddie mumbled softly, looking back into your eyes to see you looking down at your lap, shyly glancing up at him after a moment of hesitation. “everything good?”

“do you want to do this again? i – i mean. like, would you like to go on a date again? sometime? if not, that’s okay! just – just thought i should ask. i really enjoyed my time with you and i wouldn’t mind doing this again with you. this is, like, the best date i’ve ever been on, and i had lots of fun with you! oh boy, i’m rambling now, aren’t i?” you forced yourself to stop talking, your eyes trained on your lap, in fear to his reaction.

eddie was dumbfounded. were you really…?

“you’re so fucking cute, i literally can’t handle it!” eddie laughed loudly, shaking his head as he leaned over to cup both of your cheeks, leaning in close to look into your eyes, a shit-eating grin stretched across his face. “you really think i wouldn’t want to do this again, princess? i was gonna ask you out again, but since you beat me to it, then yes, sweetheart, i would love to go out on a date with you again,” he shook his head in amusement at the embarrassed whine you let out before he pecked your forehead and leaned away to stare at your red face.

“w… well, i can’t wait!” you squeaked out, avoiding his eyes as your fingers played with the end of your skirt, not denying the way your heart was doing backflips of happiness against your chest. god, you were happy. you felt happy the entirety of your date. you never once felt like you had to be anyone else. maybe this would be a good change of pace. you glanced back up at the man, almost melting into a pile of mush at the intensity in his stare. the same feelings you had back in middle school were starting to resurface, coming back stronger the more you stared into his eyes.

“let’s get you back home now, shall we, princess?” eddie smirked at the way you reacted to the pet name every time – he really just wanted to call you baby, but princess should work for now. he has to work his way up to that. he’d take all the time in the world until you were ready.

a happy sigh left your lips as you leaned back against the seat of his van, watching out the window as you savored the last few moments you had with eddie. it didn’t take long for him to get to your house – whether that be because he speeds or because you were so lost in thought, you’ll never know. he parked in front of your house this time, barely putting it into park before he was flying out of his seat, going over to your side to open your door for you. your heart fluttered at the simple gesture and beamed up at him as you took a hold of his awaiting hand, squeezing it gently as you got out.

eddie continued to hold your hand gently against his, as if savoring the feeling. you both stopped outside your door, facing each other. you held your breath as you looked up into his eyes, getting lost inside the dark pools. before you knew it, words were tumbling out of your lips, “eddie, can i have a kiss, please?” you hated how breathless, how whiney you sounded by the end of your question - but, wait. did you really just ask that?

your cheeks flushed heavily once your question finally processed in your mind. “oh god, ignore what i just asked, eddie – “ you shook your head, turning away to open your door, in a hurry to get inside before you embarrass yourself even more.

“sweetheart, you should really give a guy a chance to answer,” eddie’s chuckle came from behind you, a strong grip encircling around your wrist. he tugged you back gently, making you face him. an involuntary whimper left you as you were forced to look into his eyes again, a flash of – something – crossing his face at the sound, before he leaned down, his breath fanning against your lips, “you just have to ask, princess. your wish is my command.” his lips twitched up into a small smile before he ended the distance between your lips, gently pressing his lips against yours.

a happy noise came from you the moment your lips touched, your body relaxing in his arms, savoring the way the kiss felt, the way he tasted. there was a hint of something… buttery? probably from the butter of the popcorn. but also something smokey? he does smoke weed, so maybe that was it. either way, it just felt right. you sighed happily against his lips, your hands coming up to cup his cheeks gently as you pressed your lips more firmly, moving in sync with the way eddie moved his. perfect kiss to end the night.

before long, eddie pulled away, panting softly as he pressed his forehead against yours, loving the way you were looking up at him. if he let this go on any further, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop. despite whatever people may say or think about him, he was a gentleman through and through. he wanted to do things right with you.

“alright, sweetheart. i hate to do this, but i think this is where the guy goes home, right?” he gave a small chuckle at how ridiculous he sounded. he leaned over to press a quick kiss on your forehead before pulling away, hands grazing your waist for a quick second. “i’ll see you on monday? or i can, uh, give you a call later tonight, if you’re down with that?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

you were quick to nod your head, still feeling like on cloud nine at the kiss you shared. “yeah! that sounds good, eddie. you still have my number, right?” at his nod, you flashed him a sweet smile, and before you chickened out, you stood on the tips of your toes to plant another kiss on his lips, feeling your own tingle once you pulled away. “goodnight, eddie!” you all but squeaked out, quickly making your way inside your home and shut the door behind you, leaning against it as your fingers touched your tingling lips.

you heard a muffled yell of excitement from outside your door and giggled loudly, covering your face as you tried to calm down your racing heart.

god, you couldn’t wait to see where this goes. for once, you were really, really excited for the future ahead of you. a future with eddie in it, hopefully.

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#eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie x reader #stranger things imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson fanfic

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strawberry-barista · 11 months

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knowing your partner well can potentially make writing a lot easier, repost, do not reblog. meet the mun.

— basics

name: Kohi pronouns: She/her reference of communication: Discord or tumblr ims single/taken: Single

— three facts

I have never been diagnosed with anything in my life, but at this point it's getting hard to deny there's something going on with me. Most definitely some form of social anxiety, I'm terrified of all of you, but I don't know what else.

I really like nursery kitsch and I dress my room up in little antiques I collect.

I forget things super easy. I can't remember my childhood anymore, nor anyone I went to school with. Sometimes I struggle even to remember what I did the day before. But I remember the weirdest details all the time, like the colors of the toys in my childhood bedroom or a very specific poster on the wall.

— experience

I have been roleplaying for years (since I was in high school), but I usually don't count that experience too much because I don't feel like I started learning anything until much much later. Maybe my experience should really start when I joined this site? Have I improved any? That'd be about a year and a half now, right?

— sub-genres

I don't really have any favorites, but I'm not super great with writing action/combat so genres that include a lot of those are usually less likely to happen from me. I do really like to write angst and fluff in equal measure, but my angst tends to really upset people so I try not to do that too much these days. I don't want to hurt anyone.

— plots vs memes

I tend to work better with memes just because I'm really terrible at plotting. If I'm forced to sit there for a while and think of a bullet point list of things my characters can do to start interaction or scenarios they might find themselves in with others, I can, but it takes a really long time. I really suck at it. Getting memes in forces me to come up with something on the spot and I feel the pressure and it makes real work come out of me.

— long or short replies

I don't really have a preference as long as I have something I can reply, too. However, I do start to sort of lose energy for a thread if I'm consistently getting just one or two sentences per response. Like, that happening once or twice doesn't bother me, but if our thread has lasted 20+ notes and every single one I've replied to has been only one sentence or so I get stunted and can't think of ideas. I have no idea why my brain works that way, either, literally it's not a you problem that's just how I function. The sole exception to this is rapid-fire dash comm, and even then, if it last more than a few notes I start lengthening it and turning it into a real thread. Otherwise, I generally just try to match the length of my partner.

— best time to write

I usually get the most time to write between 7 AM - 4 PM CST on Mondays - Fridays because those are the days and times in which everyone in my house is gone and I'm free to do whatever I want. However on the weekends and any time past or before those I'm usually doing something with my family and don't have as much time. If we're just watching tv or something I can be on as late as 9 PM, but I can't promise that kind of schedule consistently. Aaaand since it's now summer and Sibling is off work (kind of), I may lose even that much of my schedule. Right now it really just depends on the day.

#wise and very well organized ⤙psa⤚⚄#read by someone taken as a good one ⤙dash⤚⚄#anonymity annoying me ⤙ooc⤚⚄#that's how the connection works ⤙rules⤚⚄

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notoverjoyed · 1 year

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A rich man with a spoiled cat.

Phic Phight 2023

prompt by @purpleruletheomiverse

Vlad goes to absurd lengths to spoil his cat.

“Oh butterscotch!” Vlad snarled as he slammed down the phone. Six! That had been the sixth supplier who could not provide him with his dear Maddie’s preferred food.

“Look at you!” He whipped his torso around and gestured emphatically at the chair in his home office. “You’re wasting away!”

The fluffy white cat sitting in his office chair was most definitely not wasting away but the look on her face could melt the frostiest of hearts.

‘Manipulative little shit,’ Vlad thought to himself, but he couldn’t help but give in to her plaintive meows.

You see, Vlad’s cat’s preferred snack is a rare fish that can only be caught at certain times of year at a certain place by certain permitted people in certain amounts. It’s hideously expensive. And the stock he had stashed away in the high school’s freezer had met with an unfortunate incident earlier in the week. In retrospect, perhaps it had been unwise to use the high school’s freezers instead of just purchasing one for his home. At the time had seemed silly to have a freezer just for his cat’s food.

Of course, expense would typically be no issue for Vlad. Unfortunately all exports from this particular place were banned. For political reasons.

“War crimes, pah!”

Vlad had not yet found a way to overshadow people over the phone, and all legal attempts at procuring this delicacy had been unsuccessful. Oh well. It’s not as if he was unused to less than legal tactics. With that in mind, he began to dial the number of a man who owed him a favor.

. . .

“Hey, Danny, Vlad’s been really quite lately, hasn’t he?” Tucker asked. It was lunchtime at Casper High, where he and Sam were poking unenthusiastically at their school lunches.

“I guess?” Danny said. In contrast to the others, he was shoveling the food down like he hadn’t eaten in three days and he was worried the food would come back to life and run away.

“Oh, he’s so up to something.” Sam said as she stabbed her wilting salad viciously with a plastic spork. She had no reason to believe Vlad was up to anything at all, but she had to direct her anger somewhere. She was a bit irate at having to eat the school lunch, her well balanced and delicious vegan meal having been rendered inedible from surprise ectocontamination. Their most recent altercation with the Lunchlady had been two weeks ago, but they’d apparently forgotten to clean the fridge made available for lunches students brought from home.

“I mean, for real though.” Tucker continued. “He’s invited some random rich guy from overseas to visit. Giving him a tour of the city, acting all deferential and stuff.”

“So why worry?”

“Because if Vlad is trying to suck up to someone, it’s because he wants something.” Sam pointed out.

“Also because rich people are evil?” Tucker asked.

“I didn’t say that!”

“You didn’t not say that.” Danny teased.

“To be fair, if he’s rich he’s probably evil. Aaaand, if he’s consorting with Vlad he’s definitely evil.”

“Consorting. Using SAT words now Tuck?”

“Guys, can we focus on the issue at hand?”

“Chill Sam, I’ll look more into him later. I just wanted to give you a heads up before we get distracted by that big test on Friday. “

“Maybe Danny can do a fly by of Vlad’s mansion later?”

Danny sighs. “Just what I wanted to do with my Tuesday night, get shot at by Vlad's automated defenses.” He stands up to throw away his trash. The other’s follow him, giving up on their still half full trays.

“It’s a change of pace from being shot at by your parent’s automated defenses?”

“Thanks, Tuck, that makes me feel so much better,” Danny deadpanned as he put his empty tray on the stack by the trashcan. He paused. “Wait, test?”

. . .

“I got a name,” Danny heard Tucker say through the Fenton phones as he hovered over Vlad’s mansion, just out of range of the estates automated defenses. “Ivan Petrovich, Russian businessman, shady as hell, works mostly in exports of… fish?”

“Fish?” Danny repeated.

“Hyperensis Flencheska, also known as the Vologda speckled white fish. Very expensive.”

“Also very endangered.” Sam said. “I shouldn’t be surprised Vlad would stoop so low.”

“Do these fish have any ectoplasmic properties? Are we looking at another blood blossom situation? Am I going to br shitting my brains out from tainted paella?”

“Ew and no, it doesn’t look like it. Apparently its a delicacy though, very tasty.”

“Don’t even think about it Tucker.” Sam said. “Oh I am going to nail Vlad’s ass to the wall for this.” Danny didn’t respond to the glee in her voice. He didn’t have time.

“Ow, fuck!” He said as he felt the sting of an ectoray on his arm. He’d drifted too low in his hovering and set off Vlad’s security system. Cursing, he fled into the city to run a quick patrol. If Vlad wasn’t up to something that would hurt him or his loved ones, he felt safe to leave him to Sam’s tender mercies.

#danny phantom #phic phight 2023 #Hey look I actually wrote something #like pulling teeth but I did it

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ravenelyx · 9 months

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For the fic writing ask game! 13, 22, 38, 53, 66, 75!

Hello Soph <3<3 thank you sm !!

13- Do you listen to music while you write? If yes, what have you been listening to recently?

Nope, too distracting truly 🥲 no matter if it has words or not -- by brain stalls and I just end up either staring at the wall or singing :")

22- Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

Sometimes i do it before the story itself even exists (like ilyet and arranged heartbreak or the wips listed in my masterlist), sometimes in the middle (an epiphany moment in which my brain goes YOU KNOW WHAT---?).

Titles are usually based on the core of the story if the fic is rather long:

I love you in every timeline: inspired by DSMOM originally -- it's actually a wordplay on the entire story : it holds its essence entirely, playing on the identity of the two girls, the contrast of Sebastian's emotions and the way time affects the whole ordeal (how he himself has as well, directly on indirectly, affected both past, present and future). I have a very late scene written out already which explains pretty much everything, but I can't spoil it and I feel like a quivering leaf when i think about it (brain write faster pls i want to reach it soon --- but not so soon bc it's literally towards the end)

Arranged Heartbreak : pretty self-explanatory (i had thought the title to be lame at first and then I just... didn't care)

As for the other short fics, they're pretty simple titles tbh --- except for the list in my masterlist: I went all out and those don't even exist yet

38- What is your most self-indulgent posted story?

ILYET itself 🥲

She's my precious, my baby, my dearest love --- also, MC 2.0 herself is based on my OC (Lys Lovelace my dear) since I haven't written anything about her (appearance and stuff is still ambiguous as a true x reader story)

53- What is the most-used tag on your ao3?

I expected it to be something angsty : it's actually "fluff" :||

Just fluff

I'm a sappy idiot fr

66- What’s a fun fact about ILYET?

Edit: one fun fact no one probably knows about is that the whole fanfiction was actually born from a teen wolf edit that ended on my tiktok fyp... yeahhh... and it's a stydia scene, when Lydia walks up to the group asking "where have you guys been?" and Stiles turns around, completely struck. And then idk why my brain just decided to take that scene and just... make the whole thing up into what it is now...

75- Is there a particular fic that readers gravitated towards that you didn’t expect?

Pretty much all of them -- I've never really had any online presence before tumblr so I wasn't really expecting anything when I first started writing, really :"")

I remember when i posted the prologue of ilyet: it was late at night, (friday night, about 11:45 pm -- i remember it like it was yesterday) so I just posted it, went to sleep and expected nothing in return -- then I woke up to like 300 notes in barely a few hours and I literally jumped out of my skin🥲🥲 those were the good times

But fr -- I expected Loved like to flop bc I literally word vomited it at 4 am, posted it without even rereading it, and then woke up to ppl liking it fr (I still hate it, don't doubt, but still...)

Aaaand... yeah.

Ask game here <3

#ravenelyx:answers #sophiver #writer ask game #fanfic ask

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lem-argentum · 1 year

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ahem. here r my most promcore songs/lyrics because i think about him a very normal amount n wanted to write them out….. <3

-bread - yellow ostrich!! this is one of the first songs i associated with him the lyrics are self explanatory…..

“to go away for quite a while, if that is what will make you smile / is something i would gladly do, because i am in love with you”

-go to sleep kimberly - superet!!! IT. him. ok.

“do you think i look alright? / yeah, the bloodshot brings out the blue in your eyes”

-look better in gold - friday pilots club <3 this is actually a general chocobros song in my mind but he’s included. and my tag for him is also a different song by this band BUT <3

“if i could do just what i wanna / betcha would too, betcha you’re gonna, yeah / but you hate the change!” “tough luck, that’s bold / it’s safe to say we look better in gold!”

-unlikely skies - also by yellow ostrich! i made an animatic with this one :]c lots of tundra prom feelz.

“i’m burning leaves up to my knees / as the smoke, it clears my lungs / i’ll take my unlikely skies / over wherever i belong” “i ran out to the trees / looking for some protection, some embrace / but their arms are holding back / and they protest, ‘we don’t even know your name’”

-body of mine - LAST YELLOW OSTRICH SONG. this one gives me a lot of emotions..

“i’m on my side now / and i’m giving up / i don’t know when this body of mine has had enough” “oh, i want to feel alright / it seems this will take some time / can you fix it with just a line / oh, i would like you to drive”

-trying not to hide - the j. arthur keenes band. THIS ONE is extremely tundra prom. instrument-wise it also just sounds like him. you know <3

“and then it’s torn up, taken from my insides, taken for a ride / i’m somewhere on the tundra, trying not to hide”

-(i also have to include) even though i don’t deserve it - the same band. self explanatory as well..!!

“come honey, i’ll show you the well / where i keep my secrets, open to hell / i need someone, someone to share / the ones that come up, gasping for air” “i want help, even though i don’t deserve it / i want you, i just wanna leave my burden / want help, even though i don’t deserve it”

-don’t keep driving - the paper kites!! in relation to prom’s fear of change (which i could get into).

“there’s nothing wrong with a little time / for the memories / for the good times / don’t leave” “but the distance between us is half of this city / don’t keep on driving / let me say something”

-aaaand honorable mention to the rest of how to work a room - superet. because i love this album <3 in order these lyrics are from: farrington pond, blue age, and (how to: make an exit) <3

“yesterday’s apprehensions are fleeting and fading / and with the sunrise comes redemption for that empty feeling” “i don’t wanna leave this place, this empty space / and with the dull drums of the work week i think i’d like to stay / i don’t wanna leave this place, this empty space / and with the cold comforts of solo, you’ll never be lonely, lonely, lonely”

“young lovers face the glow / of iridescent telephones / swept into a social sea of faces to compare to / and pixelated memories / of photogenic families / an infinite scroll just to remind you”

“locate the nearest exit and leave abruptly. avoid eye contact. don’t say goodbye. no one will notice.”

#lem text #lem ramblings #📸 gold and bones <3 #remembered this is my ramble blog for a reason. <3 #‘the bloodshot brings out the blue in your eyes’ is a REALLY GOOD lyric for him.#could go into detail for all of these i love analyzing this gay little gunsman <3

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fencecollapsed · 2 years

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how many hatchetfield live reads have you been in?

oh! siiiix? yeah it's six, I've done a bunch of reads with friends, they're really fun! not all of them have been sk related, most have been movies actually

I've done. three separate TGWDLM ones. I was Paul for two of them, and in the last one I played all Mariah's parts

I've also done Black Friday, I played Howard Goodman in that as well as other ensemble bits. and. Paul again <3

aaaand I've read stage directions for Forever and Always, and played Tom in Jane's A Car. those ones were on the same day, I learned how to do facial hair makeup and it was the first time I've worn makeup of any kind that wasn't fake blood in. years.

#into the mailbox #anonymous

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cloudsandrosess · 5 months

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Okay time to tell you what happened yesterday! So you know there’s this colleague that i see here and there. She’s very knowledgeable and spiritual the other day she was talking about an experience she had with her shaykh and i asked how i can get one and she told me to read nafl and ask Allah swt to grant me one. The way she talks about Islam is just filled with so much conviction and love. Anyway she’s very helpful, bless her. So on Friday when i was sitting with my work bestie and the woman mentioned the Prophet’s ascent to the heavens I forgot the context cause she talks like 100 miles an hour. I told her I didn’t know much about it. So yesterday in the morning I get a call and I hadn’t saved her number so it was even more of a surprise.

She was like “i got you a book about the prophet saws i thought would be really useful to you, can you come downstairs to get it?” I was like wow. “awww i love book recommendations, you’re amazing!” i went to her office, and before engaging in any conversation🤣 i straight up asked her “are you a salafi”. Probably not the best way to ask but you gotta be careful where you get your guidance from and you made me become very cautious of them haha. She said no and she went into telling me how her daughter married a Salafi, whose dad is a scholar of a Salafi and she said it’s her test from God to her and she’s been trying her hardest to bring her daughter back but she hasn’t been able to and now her daughter tells her that she’s doing everything wrong. she was like to me “i always thought you were a salafi, idk why! The other day when you asked me about a shaykh I didn’t wanna give you mine bc i thought you wouldn’t agree with him.” She seemed way too happy to find out I wasn’t one, she even hugged me haha. the cynical in me was a bit suspicious but i don’t wanna give into my negative thoughts, isn’t it Sunnah or like obligatory to assume the best of people? She told me she was praying fajr today and I kept on coming in her mind and she started going through her books and picked that one for me. 😭 I was amused at the fact that she thought I was a Salafi. Bruh I didn’t even know what they were like a month ago.

Anyway, it gets better. We were talking a lot, she told me a few stories and gave more advice about tests, shaytan and to always read ayatul kursi. Much needed reminders. Her passion gave me the push i needed. (Yours too) And then!! I looked at the book she picked out for me and it was about the Isra Wal Mi’raj, i was so happy cause I remembered you told me to learn about it plusss a fundamental part that is missing from my journey is learning more about the prophet saws and she could sense that bc of what i said the other day. She gave another book she had in her drawer it’s called “Mawlid ad-Dayba’i: celebrating the birth of the prophet Muhammad saws”. It’s a book with Qasidas of the prophet saws. It’s a light read. Then she wanted to give me her copy of “Dala'il Al Khayrat” but I told her that i will print one out so i did. She told me the story behind it. Isn’t this all miraculous??? I gained so much knowledge and it was the timing just when i started to do more dhikr, my adkhars. OH and i asked if she likes imam ghazali hoping to understand her feelings towards him and she was like “Ooomg” and she gently hit my arm out of happiness hahah and i told her im reading his books. She mentioned Rumi, I didn’t know what to say and she was spelling his name out lool as well and told me check him out. And she told me to read another awrad called the naqshbandi awrad and told me more about her shaykh and omg you know what was the most exciting part?? She talked about how it removes the veil between Allah aaaand that’s what im currently reading about in the Ihya Uloom ud-Din. This conversation just felt.. directly God sent. Like it couldn’t have been clearer that it was God-sent.

#H #alhamdullilah #deen #🩷

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ayamisc · 17 years

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.:fatigue:.

Tuesday, Aug 21 …that night i slept at 4-ish in the morn.. it tried to finish my AP Bio summer thing.. for the review the next day [or rather… later that day at 3:30pm] but failed. oh well.

Wed & Thurs… same story. if you don't know by now. i'm a procrastinator who doesn't know my priorities.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday.. ..i can't really remember what i did. but all i know is. i was busy doing my bio and english summer work.

Monday, Aug 27 i slept at 3ish in the morn… same story. [and i actually did my work this time.. obviously for the lack of time]

Tuesday, Aug 28 ..i didn't sleep. at all. i did my english essay which was due on midnight. then tried to get ready for school… all the while finishing up 3 questions i left out from my AP Bio review thing. aaaand.. well… the rest was spent reviewing for my AP Bio test the next morning. oh the joys of student life.. so much for the 1st day of school right? i finally lsept after school at 1:30pm i think… then woke up at 7ish.. and did more of my english work that is due the next day.

Wednesday, Aug 29 .. i didn't sleep. coz i thought i had a test on english the next day. well.. there was a scheduled one but we didn't end up taking it. oh well.

Thursday, Aug 30 slept around 4.. yeah.. more work.. well.. i tried to read english.. didn't finish anyway.

Friday, Aug 31 slept at 5.. i tried to read more english. again. didn't finish. and spent 3 hours doing my loooooooong french homework… oh joy.

Saturday, Sept 1 slept at 3ish. ..i slept friday afternoon and couldn't fall asleep. oh well. at 10sih.. i awoke.. or rather.. my mom woke me up since we're going to her high school reunion thing. we left at… 11am.. i slept through the trip. i don't know how long… haha anyhow. when we got there… the weather was… sizzling? and for the most part it was boring i felt like sleeping. around 6ish-7ish.. my mom's classmate's daughter and i went to her room and watched anime until 9:45-10ish.. [Yay! Ate Fatima!] then i read a comic book.. then..well.. had a nap on her bed… ehehehe >> we left at 10:30-11ish… i think. we got home past 12ish.. i slept throughout the trip again. …when we got home.. we had a midnight snack.. watched some tv.. yeah. finally fell asleep at 3ish.

Satuday. September 2 i woke up at 9:20. then i went to community service at 10. i got home at 12. ate some lunch.. when i was in community service, my friend alex called telling me of a pool party at her house. i said i'll try to come. i really did.. but i guess my memory is horrible when i'm tired… i forgot to call… actually.. i even forgot about the pool party when i got home… then slept afterwards… [and since my phone was set in "meeting" i wasn't able to hear alex's and andy's call around 2-3ish..gomen!!!] and i woke up at 6ish for dinner. [at this point. i haven't checked my phone and was still wasn't aware i missed a pool party….] then slept again 10:30pm. and this is where i am now. i just checked my phone. sorry guys.. and at this time.. it was not my habit of not answering my phone.. it's coz i was asleep.. and now.. i have a mild headache for both lack of sleep.. and too much sleep. plans for tomorrow: guess what? i'll probably NOT sleep at all again… why? coz i have a ton of homework to do… yay… ><

ah. the joys of student life, oui?

again. sorry to Mel, Alex, and Andy, for not making it…… [and sorry to whoever was there…blah blah blah]

uhm. and. thank you to Taho coz she tolerated my..uh… deafening silence… hahaha.. jk… thank you Ate! LuvU!

PS. This blog was originally posted on DeviantArt.

#life #life update #student life #high school #deviantart

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crimsonnovahelp · 1 year

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So.. Get to know a handsome guy I guess 🗿🗿

Hii hii I wanna make a better introduction and an actual introduction about myself like mates but I may be untidy af and also unoriginal sry abt that.

Name is August. (I'm also called Aiga by my surroundings but nah just call me August.)

He/him! 💪

Also I'm your evil and feared genders, genderfluid.

I'm not daily active, if anything is wrong I hide my account, don't take it personally. Aaaand I'm not so kind n srs but yea I try to not be too ugly I guess. And talk to my mates. And you, if you want.

(I'm talkative but I'm also half non-verbal how ugly of me I guess. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

I definitely post abt

Beyblade (especially burst): It's so special for me so I'm very weird abt this :(

Genshin: Good game good game :)

Most possibly will post abt but not more than those above

Space Leaper Cocoon

Mirai Nikki (SFW)

Fate Grand Order

Owari no Seraph

Kakegurui (SFW)

AFK Arena

Kimetsu no Yaiba (SFW)

Friday Night Funkin (SFW)

(idk for now but I have a lot of interests, even some darker ones, I like blood haha I'm evil poopoo ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

I will recognize you only if you PM me. Then we can be friends or be cool together or whatever (I'm emotionally unstable tho)

We can reply each other, too but umm acquaintances.

No DNIs I misunderstand too easily. Not even anti-plurals I will kick anti-plurals in the ass and. 💢(⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿⁠ゝ⁠◡⁠`⁠)✊ Tries to interrupt darker thoughts

No NSFW posted here just some NSFWish funnies, yeah because it's funnies.

About tags well about tags I don't know how to properly tag but yea if I tag I'm surprised, too. Sadly I'm rather confused than tidy...

!!! AH BUT my posts aren't spoiler free if I post something about new media, old media, doesn't matter, I post about it. !!!

So maybe if you see a colorful screenshot unless it's a drawing, you'd better pass it fast, it's most probably spoilers.

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baekhvuns · 2 years

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BREAKING THE WALL once again... I'm AWAKE now (actually barely, but thanxx for yelling lol) aaaand our bird on the thumbnail! If they drop the medley tomorrow at 6 too 🤡 I won't be awake for once, but Friday??? I'll be there 🤗

Alright sooooo this is the ranking *nervous laughter* I'm ready to be cancelled. It was difficult, but I tried to be decisive </333 no hard feelings, most are almost on the same level. But seriously, bear in mind I appreciate all your stories, some just hit more than others, it all depends on various things, but my main point is "which ones did/will I re-read" let me know if you want me to elaborate further and explain myself lol

1. Bodyguard

2. TTWHY

3. Rewrite the Stars

4. LNFILA

5. Duke/Khronos

6. Mr & Mrs Park

7. Just Friends

What do you think, are you shocked 👀 what's your list? I need to think more about Seonghwa's, but I can feel that one will be much different which is hilarious

Absolutely INVU! The album is great, though I don't listen to slower songs that often, but I can play the whole album and be happy <3 I'm usually not the one to bitch about "X is the worst year in kpop" especially since lots of comebacks are coming, but something about this year hits less. We got some gems obviously, but a lot of groups disappoint. I loved the whole Oddinary which is shocking, hopefully same things happens with Movement

London's black taxis are iconic, but that's about it siudusjsjskdhdhshs, yeah expensive af. Other European taxis are just random cars, not so pretty

I know right? Cocomelon...? I'm afraid to ask. And the way they remake some of the shows in 3D like Winnie the Pooh I fucking cried when I randomly saw it once 😭😭😭😭 not my honey bear and his friends. Do you have fave childhood cartoons?

Our coconut head (my dreams of long haired Hwa just keep dying.... sigh) was so precious during that live which I kinda missed despite being at home I was just watching something else, butttt me and my friends bought the succulents set and the bouquet 2 weeks ago! So happy he got the succs too awww, but the fucking Starry Night I NEED. It costs as much as some of Hwa's limited pcs 🥴🥴🥴🥴 but really I thought "hope Lego gifted Hwa the Starry Night" 💗 *cries and dies*

I can't take care of plants and flowers, but if someone gifted me Lego flowers 😌 look at our flower

I chose San, cause he's in my bias line, but you can have whoever, I just think Woodies (is that the name? I keep confusing them) are very deprived 😅

Shittt I remember that AU now 👀 the worst nightmare, some little asshole from school getting rich meh. Unless it's Hwa ofc

I laughed at the random Woo in the sea of Hybe men lmao I got "in another life" aka soulmates, not my fave trope, but it can be well-done. Btw have you watched Makoto Shinkai's movies? Your Name, but Seonghwa AU <3 a new one is coming out this year, can't wait to tear up again. Weathering with You made me cry especially hard - DV 💖

hi hello!!

BFKWJDKE THE SEONGHWA AND BESTIE TODAYS THE FUCKINF SONG HIGHLIGHTS ITS TIME TO CLAIM SONGS 😭😭😭 also to preorder the album 🫠 IM BETSIEHFHWKDHWK CYBERPUNK AND SECTOR 1 AND NEW WORLDv,??????? ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE KPOP MADE AN ALBUM THIS GOOD

LMFAOOOO BDBDHD NO UR NOT GONNA BE CANCELED DUDHD NO THATS PERFECTLY FINE! I LOVE SEEING THE RANKINGS BC SOME SURPRISE ME BY “u lIKE THAT??”

1. Bodyguard

2. TTWHY

3. Rewrite the Stars

4. LNFILA

5. Duke/Khronos

6. Mr & Mrs Park

7. Just Friends

What do you think, are you shocked 👀 what's your list? I need to think more about Seonghwa's, but I can feel that one will be much different which is hilarious

 IM SO SURPRISED REWRITE THE STARS IS UP SO HIGH???? it’s like the early days of writing so i know it’s crappy in that terms so iM vv surprised that it’s even on the list fbfbfb LMFAOOOO I FEEL LIKE BB!HWA MIGHT BE NO1 ON UR LIST OTHERWISE I AGREE WITH UR LIST

for me it’s like :

1. mr and mrs park

2. ttwhy

3. let’s not fall in love, again

4. bodyguard

5. just friends

6. khronus

7. rewrite the stars

8. duke

do not ask why duke is there quite self explanatory 🔫

RIGHT !!!!! sometimes using invu as background noise >>>> d.o’s rose album is truly so comforting! i play it during i work or study or commute and my mood just 🤩🤩 nO i agree as well,, something about the ay ever since late last year to this year the cb’s have been repetitive or extremely experimental to the point it’s not even music anymore 😭😭😭 some groups were absolutely great! POOT MAH SNEAKERS ON FBWMDHEKHDEK GREAT ✊🏼 AMAZING ✊🏼 tbh i,,, for summer i kinda be expecting a full album of just summer genre,, kinda like exo’s kokobop album? it’s been years and i still play it every summer (today as well) and idk if it’s a lot to ask but groups these days don’t make cb’s that are memorable for a long time, it’s like releasing a song is a trend now and everyone’s doing it instead of making some really good music they also like to perform <3

London's black taxis are iconic, but that's about it siudusjsjskdhdhshs, yeah expensive af. Other European taxis are just random cars, not so pretty

LMFAOOOO i will channel my james bond whenever i get out of those black taxis 🔫 there’s some ugly taxi cars here too 😭😭😭

LMFAOOOO HDKWHDKW COCOMELON IS SO DUMB 😭😭😭🤚🏼 ???????????????? 3D WINNE THE POOH????? WHAT THE FUCK???? omg my favourites are shinchan, dragon tales, max and ruby, MADELINE, oswald!, clifford, pingu, hey look since im younger than u SOME ARE IN THE LATER YEARS OK anyways angelina ballerina <3

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭 no fr he was so cute and his cheeks 😭😭🤚🏼🤚🏼 and his wide eyes 😭😭😭 AAAAAAA DID U GUYS COMPLETE THE SUCCULENTS?? IF LEGO DOESNT MAKE HIM THEIR AMBASSADOR WE DONT WANT IT that starry night looks sO DIFFICULT FBFBF ??????? WHAAAT????? AS MUCH AS PC’S????? omg stopppp 😭😭 buying albums atp is an investment fbfb

I can't take care of plants and flowers, but if someone gifted me Lego flowers 😌 look at our flower /// I chose San, cause he's in my bias line, but you can have whoever, I just think Woodies (is that the name? I keep confusing them) are very deprived 😅

THAT IS SO VERY TRUE ID DISPLAY AND SHOW THEM OFF EVERYWHERE,,, LMFAOOOO WOODIES ARE DEPRIVED?? 😭😭 their smut corner is 🔫🔫

Shittt I remember that AU now 👀 the worst nightmare, some little asshole from school getting rich meh. Unless it's Hwa ofc

JFBWKFJW UHUH EXACTLY THAT BUT ITS A LITTLE ✨✨✨🤌🏼 maybe i’ll write it fully one day 😭😭😭 kai will also make his appearance dhdh

THE SEA OF HYBE DBDBBVS omg soulmates au??? reminds me of atozfic’s hwa fic! omg but soulmates arENT THAT BAD,,, no maybe they are a little bit, a LITTLE,, YES I HAVE WATCHED YOUR NAME AND I SAW THAT TRAILER IM SO VERY EXCITED !!!! I ALSO RLY LIKE FLAVOURS OF YOUTH!! might go watch it in theatres tbh the visuals would be iNSANE omg i haven’t watched weathering with u,,, hOW IS IT?? i got this btw!

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon #THE SONG PREVIEW DHWJHDKW

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