#and brian too he's nice

[matd0]

he's vloging :3

(background pic isn't mine btw)

#home #brian thomas #marble hornets #marble hornets fanart #marble hornets brian #mh fanart #mh brian #mh hoody #i hope he isn't too cold :(( #i hope he goes and has a warm bowl of soup :3 #omg and he can invite tim and jay over!!! and they can all eat some soup together!!!!! #wouldn't that be nice :] #i choose to believe they were all alive and happy bffs after the series ended ♡

[lakesbian]

alec's specific brand of trauma is Really Something because it's like. having a father who only interacted with him to scare the piss out of him for any perceived slight and/or with the explicit intent of psychologically breaking him: pretty bad. being groomed into hypersexuality & child prostituted: also pretty bad for his mental wellbeing. but being forced to torture and/or murder people, being coerced into a state where he's capable of unflinchingly raping people before he's thirteen--being groomed into becoming his father--is like. a Very Specific Level Of Issue. systematic stripping of not only physical and sexual autonomy but ethical autonomy, being turned into nothing but an extension of the violence enacted by the person he hates most. full ownership over his body and mind.

like, when you're 12 and shooting someone because daddy said if you don't he's going to shoot you, you do the action first, you alter your mind to be Okay With It afterwards--because if you're not okay with it you're going to break--and then there's nothing of you left because it's all been taken away or changed so you could survive. just sort of utter nothing-matters nihilism by age 13 because he wasn't allowed to have anything for himself, not even the most basic moral compass, not even the ability to walk away and tell anyone about what happened to him without being seen as rotten himself, an abuser first and a victim second. no one will ever talk about what happened to alec without the caveat of "but." the caveat of "he was just a kid, but he still..." he doesn't get to show himself to anyone without the awareness that he's going to be seen as some form of fundamentally bad just by virtue of being a vasil, of having done the things that vasils do.

literally no wonder one of the only times he's ever even remotely visibly upset by something is when taylor--literally one of the only people he has in life, part of the closest thing he has to a family--insinuates he might want to turn out like his father, when the most core aspect of his trauma is not what was done to him but what he was turned into. if there's one thing that can upset him, it's the idea that he's still seen as that 13yo kid who was more of heartbreaker's weapon than he was a person, or that he's seen as wanting to be that way. he spends the first 13 years of his life having any attempt at establishing any form of his own identity razed down before it can even begin--as of story start, he's had all of 2 1/2 years to become his own person, because everything before that belonged solely to his father. so he is sort of ridiculously well-adjusted given the circumstances. but awful by any other metric--and there's the caveat, of course, the But, because the ability to make decisions that don't result in people saying But was very intentionally taken from him.

and when he does finally find something (someone) to care about, when he reclaims the ability to have his own strong emotions and desires and moral compass, he cares about it so much he dies for it. he's been waiting his entire life to have something he's allowed to care about and when he finally gets it, when he finally has that autonomy, he chooses to do the most unselfish possible thing with it. it's a single moment of refutation against everything he was molded to be--everything he still doesn't know how not to be, sometimes--where he realizes that, fuck it, he just wants to do something good for what he cares about. wants it more than he wants anything else on the planet, more than a million dollars or any amount of fame. he's finally in control of his body and his mind and his feelings, after 13 years of being a marionette and 2 years of slowly learning how to cut off the strings, and he decides that what he wants, now that what he wants actually matters, is to give all of himself to doing something good because he cares. in the end, he finally got to define himself by what he wanted to be instead of what he was made to be, and what he wanted to be was a good friend.

it's a good character arc okay. i like it.

#parahumans #alec essays #alec vasil #i'm the world's no 1 alec vasil fan <- self-own #give him a nice cold soda pleas.e he deserves it #scarf don't look #worm spoilers #under my breath. would be nice if wildbow didnt fuck up brians character arc so i could enter a fugue state summarizing it too #anyway yeah i dont think ive actually made a post Specifically about why the alec death is excellent 4 his arc. this is my thesis defending #the alec death

[balladofsallyrose]

THE BEACH BOYS

pet sounds (1966)

#pet sounds #the beach boys #brian wilson #dennis wilson #carl wilson #mike love #al jardine #dennis: decided he's a goat too and ate the celery <3 #san diego zoo #wouldn't it be nice #god only knows #1966 #60s

[emiko-matsui]

mice and murder is a great season with a great cast and some of my favourite moments of all time! raph as the vicar is something I will cherish in my heart as long as i live and sam time is money here's both reich still keeps me up but i just know that it would've been one of the strongest seasons of all time if it'd been a main cast season

#its so good w the best characters but! far too little shenanigans #brennan needed his dome rocked from people that dont respect him #and brennan needed to rock their domes in the disrespectful way we know hes so capable of #the sidequest seasons are far too nice and lovey with each other there needs to be some genuine competition at the table #not for ALL seasons (acofaf was perfect as a sidequest season) (so was mismag) (those needed the nice love) but i do think #mice and murder wouldve been elevated by it #mice and murder #m&m #d20 m&m #dimension 20 #d20 #brennan lee mulligan #ally beardsley #sam reich #raphael chestang #siobhan thompson #lou wilson #brian murphy #emily axford #zac oyama #buckster $ boyd #ian prescott #vicar ian prescott

[simurghed]

:,( does anybody ever think abt the laborns .. does anybody ever think abt them

#this is the first time he is explicitly unabashedly nice to her too .. #and she needed it too .. :’( #aisha laborn #brian laborn

[elegyofthemoon]

🥺 one of my fave singers reuploaded his songs on spotify and theres a new single too

#snow speaks #brian mantraaaaaaaa omg.... #good songs to space out too sjfjdjdjd #he only uploaded two songs from the album i like #but he has a new song called.bloody hands and its pretty nice! :D #i recommend 'out of my mood' tho that songs a bop #my personal fave is 'you are not from here!' thats my space out music LMAO #i feel like between last night and this morning theres too many good things...🤔 suspicious. #now if it RAINS thatd be an amazing thing

[chompe-diem]

You seem similarly insane about Brian Murphy as I am and I love you I pay for a dropout subscription 70% because he's on it sometimes he makes my brain go crazy I'm not parasocial about this (but I am so close)

hiiiiiii hiiiii hello yes i'm super duper normal about brian murph murphy (lying hard!!) ur so valid anon, there's a lot of Great content on dropout but how much of it do i use to just rewatch the murph adventuring academy and the first 10 min of "it happened" adv party where they talk about murph murphing all over the dice? honest answer is: Too Much.

😔 it's embarrassing how long i've been stanning white boys but in my defence, uuhhhhhhhhh. look i just love someone who is just A Guy and then also knows a lot about stuff and also likes doing a lot of work. exactly my type. it's probably the gender envy idk

anyways yes i think murph is v cool and neat and i try to be a Normal Amount of Parasocial abt him but also he's just neat i think !!!!! he's an awesome dm and when he talks about dm-ing and d&d stuff i think he can say some pretty helpful things, even when the gang's bein silly! and he writes cool campaigns and plots and encounters and makes characters that aren't afraid to be sillysad or cringefail pathetic etc. and yes i like it when he's knowledgeable about mechanics and stuffffffff so anyways the conclusion is bRING MURPH BACK ONTO ADVENTURING ACADEMY- *gunshot*

no but pls just let him talk about stuff i just wanna hear him talk abt stuff just let him back on adventuring academy so i can have an hour of him (and brennan ig) talkin about his d&d dm stuff pls

#am i supposed to have an ask tag #brian murphy #<- that may have been a mistake but i'm lookin for the murph stans soooo yeah #anon idk if we're mutuals already but i hope we are ! :D #i just think it's neat when murph talks abt his d/&d stuff!!!! #if i was a white guy i'd wanna be murph #<- ok thats pretty jokey but like. genuinely #there's a lot of myself that i relate 2 him in what he's talked abt on nadd/pod n stuff [/parasocial] #as well as there being a lot abt him that i like. aspire to be ig. that sounds a little cringey silly but yknow?? idk #also my chances of being normal about him were fucking Gone once i heard him say uhhh #“nothing comes to me without insane effort” [from a hbs short rest btw] #bc yeah i relate so hard. it's just nice to have a guy out there doin it well who said 'i have to try rlly hard to do things' bc me too man #but ya. i cld talk abt this white man extensively (😔) but i try 2 reign it in somewhat #bc if i Must be horrifically parasocial i will try to do it not in public #ah yes the other thing i have in common with murph is that cardinal sense of shame 😌 #mine is lessened bc i've been on tumblr so long but believe me it's definitely There lol

[rushingheadlong]

oh I am having Thoughts™ about the Star Fleet Project release already oh no alsdjflask

#looked closer at the track listings on everything and I'm #mmmm Brian darling there's a lot of 2023 mixes on there and nothing to indicate we're getting an untouched version of Blues Breaker #given that he's releasing an *entire* CD of studio material I don't *want* to think that he's polished every track beyond recognition? #but even for a take on the edited single that new 2023 Star Fleet mix is just SO clean #and so much of the fun of Star Fleet Project is that the tracks are rough and loose and you can hear the band talking and messing around #I mean regardless we're bound to end up with even more studio chit-chat than we ever got before #it'd just be nice if some of that from the original tracks was left alone on at least *some* of these new mixes too #text #brian

[kiruamon]

Meet Terrance

So let's say... what if one of the wolves in the background of the Wolfpack were in love with Brian?

This thought led me to the creation of Terrance (Howl). (Admittedly, I'm not sure how much he counts as an OC, since he's based on an actual existing character? Kinda? Whatever).

Terrance (Howl):

Age: 22 (2nd youngest of the pack)

Height: 1,90m

Eye color: right eye green, left eye yellow (left eye covered by hair), in werewolf form both eyes glow green

Hair/fur color: light brown

As wolf: white underside on muzzle, neck and belly

Nickname: Terri/Terry

Likes:

Blueberries, frisbees, meat, hunting, running, flowers/plants, ikebana, children, balls, touch, relaxing, praise, outdoor activities, dog treats, Scott, wolf form, his brothers, yummy food, chips and crackers, letters and mailmen.

Dislikes:

Vegetables, guns, silver, loud banging noises, hunters, dog catchers

Incompatibility:

Chocolate, nicotine, caffeine, onions, garlic

Character:

Patient, Attentive, Good-natured, Optimistic, Friendly, Open-minded, Loyal

He is like one of those dogs that run at full speed towards the mailman only to be petted and fondled by them

Likes to sunbathe while lying in the grass

Is the calmest of his siblings

Usually lets himself be pulled along by the group dynamics of his brothers → but sometimes feels a bit guilty when they cause someone trouble

Fairly social and a team player

Significantly more observant than the rest of his brothers or his cousin - Scott

Spends most of his time in his wolf form

Good at observing others and guessing their moods

Slightly suspicious/cautious of adults → exception: his grandmother and Coach

Almost always smiles or grins, which can easily be misinterpreted in his wolf form and then seems more threatening than it was meant to be

Also likes to take time just for himself

Likes fun pastimes and is often out with his brothers

Works three afternoons a week at a flower store in town

Grades: Average (and thus much better than his brothers'), very good at sports, but not as good as Scott or his siblings

Half a year had passed since Brian had joined the football team. And since then he had followed the other with his eyes again and again. First out of curiosity, later out of an unsteady feeling that he had not been able to define exactly. Only with time had this nameless restlessness in his chest taken on a clear form. Today he knew the name of what he felt. Love. He had fallen in love. But too late. Terrance was not blind. Of course, he had caught what was happening right before his eyes. What the looks of Brian had to mean, which the zombie threw constantly to Scott. Well, he was out of luck. But who could blame a monster for falling for Scott? His little cousin was an adorable and friendly monster that was hard to find twice in this world. There was hardly anyone Scott didn't get along with or who didn't like him. And Terrance? Terrance was a member of the pack. The Wolfpack. Constantly - well, almost constantly - traveling with his siblings. The Wolfpack that so often caused trouble. Furthermore, he had barely exchanged a word with his secret crush. So... yes, what should he do? Maybe he would have decided to do nothing more if it hadn't been for Scott, of all people. As open and trusting as his cousin was, he was.... well, he was also rather dense when it came to love. And if he could help bring two monsters who were important to him closer together... he should do that, right? After all, you support monsters you love, didn't you? Terrance had decided to help Brian that day, and hey, at least he could spend some time with the other. That was something, wasn't it?

That's basically the idea I had when I was thinking about Terrance's origins. I thought, what if one of the background wolves of all people falls in love with Brian, but he's in love with Scott, and that's why Terry decides he wants to help them both?

If it were an event in the game, it would probably go something like this, that you trigger it as soon as you try to date Scott with Brian.

That would then lead to three events. I could imagine that the two response options would depend less on stats and more on the selection option itself.

So that for each event you could choose to spend more time with Terry or Scott after planning together how best to win over Scott's heart.

If you spend more time with Terry, then he will gradually tell you more about himself.

For example, that he sometimes has trouble keeping up with his siblings who have a huge urge to run around, while he also likes to just take a nap in the grass while the sun shines on his fur from time to time.

At the second event, he will tell you how much he loves his grandmother's blueberry pie, how much he likes mailmen, but unfortunately they never pat or stroke him, and how much he would like to receive a letter one day. He will also admit that he would love to visit a botanical garden someday if he could.

At the third event, Terrance will order you to the store in town where he works three times a week. It's a flower shop. And because he's a little too tall in his wolf form to move around in the front of the store, you'll have the opportunity to see him in his human form for the first time!

He'll apologize for calling you all the way out here.

This time you will be able to plan together the crucial day of how to finally invite Scott to the prom and confess your feelings to him in the process. You will practice together how to make a confession to Scott that the werewolf jock will understand without any doubt.

You can then choose whether to go back to Scott or talk to Terry about his work here at the store, where he tells you how much he enjoys it and that he would like to open his own business someday, but that he's not sure he'll be able to do it because most of his grades at school are mediocre ( which is still better than his siblings'). At the end of the conversation, Terry will gift you with a white gardenia bloom.

After completing the three events, you can now either choose to seek out Scott and make a confession to him as you did during practice. You have everything with you, the perfect gift, the perfect words and Scott will be completely blown away so you will have a wonderful evening and more. Congratulations!

Or you'll throw out all previous plans and not go to the prom with Scott. You'll go looking for Terry and the pack (with one of the background wolves missing) will get in your way and tell you that while they don't know why their little brother wants to hang out with you so much lately, they'll allow it as long as you just don't make him unhappy. The leader will tell you where to find Terry. When you reach Terry, he will be puzzled as to why you were looking for him and if there was trouble with Scott and worry that your plan may not have worked. Until you explain to him that spending time with him made you realize how much you like him and how nice you found it to talk and spend time with him. Terry will hardly believe his luck and as soon as you invite him to the prom will respond with an overjoyed yes!

#monster prom #monster prom oc? #monster prom wolfpack #The Wolfpack #my art #digital drawing #do not reupload #Gardenias stand for a secret love according to what I have looked up #i know he's to sweet for a Wolfpack member #i just like wholesome characters #he would be happy for Brian and Scott too #because Brian would become part of the family and that would be nice too #normally I don't ship my own figures with already existing ones #but I guess there is always an exception #feel free to give him lots of pets #he loves to be pet

[fancycolours]

Here’s a photo of Chicago and Brian Wilson from June 20th, 2022. 🌼❤✨

#Awwww! This is such a nice photo! #Robert and Brian are too cute for this world! #Any time I see the two of them next to each other... it just warms my heart! #Haha. Gotta love Jimmy's expression too. That goof. #I wish Lee was in the photo as well. I'm sure he must be around somewhere though. #I'm glad they captured this moment! So precious! #lexie lamm talks

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

wish i could have sent brian a fan letter or something in the 90′s when i was a kid, but unfortunately i was a kid and did not know anything except “sweet music good, play more” 

#me #i'm having an emotion day #ignore me #i'm so upset that brian was such a cute happy sunshine boy and was so good at what he did #and he was so nice and kind to everybody despite everything that has happened to him #always thought about others instead of himself #and he was taken away too soon #and the fear he must have felt #not only when he was beaten #but later on when his health was bad #it's not fair and i feel like throwing a tantrum over it #just fall on my floor and scream and cry until time goes backwards and none of the bad things happen #anyway #these are today's thoughts #i'll stop now

[enniewritesathing]

🎵 🕯️ for Brian 🥘🍕 for John

Brian:

🎵 Music they listen to:

Y'know, Brian strikes me as a Pop kind of person, so I'm gonna go with that, lol. He likes something he can bop to when/if he goes running. For studying, he like Lo-Fi.

🕯️Favourite Aromatic candle:

John:

🥘Favourite Food:

Any meat-heavy dishes, but specifically pork adobo. He makes it from time to time as to not overdo it. John still hasn't figured out how his mom makes her version of it.

🍕 Pizza Topping:

John's not picky at all. He pretty much likes anything on pizza, but pepperoni's gotta be on there one way or another.

#ennie answers #99simproblems #you know that one meme about the budget list and the candle part of it is like a stupid amount of money #that's brian #'babe why do we have so many candles in the house??' #'you never know!! plus they smell nice' #he does make sure to get candles that aren't too strong for were!john tho #a text post #non sims #oc things #ask game

[unproduciblesmackdown]

love this as posted by goosebumps completionist on twitter as a gtm:pota + gts (series (book) (i also saw the episode but it underwhelmed)) pota enjoyer and also to an extent goosebumps generally (i have only read so many & cue the variation within one zillion of them like "oh right i have only just rediscovered i Did read monster blood b/c a couple details Were familiar to me, but overall it was so unmemorable i forgot this")

noting any of the way being Undead works out here lmao like that basically you're alive and having a mostly typical time. but if you're a ghost you do have that ghost quest to get to, which is why you're a ghost. and if you're having a fully corporeal revived time (which ghosts mostly are. or entirely, as far as anyone ever knew or it was ever mentioned with phantom brian colsen out here) it is also just another tuesday....unless it's not! (welcome to dead house (need to kill some people to sustain you)) (a zombie in trouble (will have to attack with all your fury. do they kill people in a required supernatural way? that's their little secret)) also love the written Goosebumps Humor like this is so funny already. a zombie in trouble. i admit it.

#died in a shipwreck like....10 ft offshore? it happens #cemetery field trip!! i guess it also happens #which i loved the Ambiguity re: brian like i kind of inferred he's given [goes home to the cemetery kicking his legs doing homework there] #book relevant lore is being he just Shows Up & the one time he's with brooke & zeke before Going Home he wanders off into the night #& that when brooke asks where he lives he responds with a Directional Gesture. epic continually adjusting sense of direction #also maybe he lives nowhere. or Also in the school. the time he's just hanging out w/brooke & zeke at zeke's house #making the dog nervous b/c dogs have ghost sense 100% in this series also lol. but not too nervous. & brian is more nervous #him being like 9000% arnold magic school bus miserably dragged around by these menaces lmfao. the Paint On Shirt saga... #ice cold like sure i'll have to steal your role later but for now just chilling; thinking it's too scary when the others talk abt ghosts... #and he wasn't trying to kill anyone or anything so that's nice. only so much attacking with all his fury. his secret #and shoutout to the synopsis of the musical starting & ending in a cemetery there for the very [your friend is a ghost btw] purposes #my other point of reference in all this: the ghost next door. top tier imo definitely memorable / a real fave out of ones i'd read #goosebumps the musical #what should i do? what should i do? (a) kill them all (b) be like hey friends. yep: that's me. freeze frame. dead :/ #fr love that like if you're (un)dead you're just some man crawling in a field (sitting by your gravesite). need some enrichment #though not so for the ghost next door; is the thing

[agirlcandream84]

Neighbor!Frank is a Daddy When You Come Home Drunk

Guys I'm gonna fucking scream if Neighbor Daddy Frank doesn't do this to me. SCREAM. I'm considering this a part 2 to this. DO WE NEED PART THREE?! (ETA: Next part here!!!)

Neighbor!Frank x Reader

Word Count: 1,203 (5 min read)

"Text me when you're hooommmmme" you say in a sing-songy voice to Lily, the alcohol making you cheerful and warm, as she climbs into the Uber.

"K but you gotta text me too," she replies, eyes lidded and slumped in the seat. "Oh fuck, it's 3:30," she slurs, "Brian gonna's be so pissed," she adds before bursting into a fit of laughter.

You laugh back and shut the car door, watching it drive off. Standing in the cold spring night, alone on the sidewalk, your drunkenness hits you a little more clearly, like being dropped in reality after a lovely fuzzy dream.

You pull out your phone to call your own Uber but find only a black mirror staring back at you, battery long dead. "Oh shit," you mumble and look around to no one and nothing in particular. With a drunk person's confidence you decide the walk home will do you good, sucking the cold night air into your nostrils before starting the one mile trek to your apartment.

Twenty minutes, about 4 blisters and some teeth-chattering later, you find yourself on the stoop of your apartment building. Luckily, the alcohol flowing vigorously through your system numbed most of the discomfort but you were starting to feel intensely peckish. You were juuusstt on the cusp of, "if I don't eat now I might throw up," so you jammed your hand in your purse and started digging for your keys. And digging. And digging.

You pull out your phone to call Lily, when -- oh right -- the battery. You go back to digging. Then jiggling the door handle. Then sticking a bobby pin in the lock like this was a sitcom. Then sliding your library card through the crack in the door, hoping to catch the deadbolt. Maybe another jiggle?

"ffuuccckkk," you mumble, sitting on the stoop and resting your eyes a minute. Your body lilts to the side before you jerk your eyes awake. You approach the door again, peeling off your shoes, barefoot on the stoop, desperate to get inside. Why did your feet hurt so fucking bad? You needed food. And sleep.

Your eyes lock on the button for your neighbor Frank's unit and you smash your finger on it without hesitation. Frank would help. Frank's so nice.

You hear the crackle of the intercom and a raspy "uh hello?" on the other end.

"You're s'nice," you mumble out.

There's a pause before he says your name, his voice more alert than a moment ago.

"Bingo buddy," you confirm, winking at the intercom speaker.

"Don't move sweetheart, I'm coming down," he says urgently. What's this guy so worried about? You chuckle and let out a small burp.

What feels like two seconds later you see him through the glass, bare chested and grey sweatpants, hair mussed with sleep. He's unlocking the door and you instantly feel the warm comfort of his hand wrap around your waist, ushering you inside.

"Fuck sweetheart, you hurt?" he asks once you're inside, his arms holding you out in front of him as his eyes scan you for injury.

"no no no no no," you mumble, trying to correct him.

"Why don't have shoes on, doll? You walk home like, that?!" he continues, his brows knotted in confusion and concern.

"Wha?" you reply. Oh right, the shoes. When had you taken those off?

"Fuckin' Christ honey, girl like you can't be walkin' home drunk and alone in the middle of the night," he scolds, doing a final review to make sure you're not hurt. "You ever can't get home, you call me. No questions."

You nod and reply "Sorry but I can't find m'keys," trying to explain.

"Don't worry 'bout that, come on," he answers, grabbing your shoes and your purse from your hand weaving an arm back around your waist. You feel him guide you towards the stairs, so many fucking stairs, before you shout "Library card!" with urgency.

"Sssh sssh, gotta keep it down for the neighbors honey, let's just get you inside," he soothes you, chalking it up to drunk rambles.

"No no no no Frankie," you reply and he smirks at the name, "left m'libraby card outside."

"S'that right sweetheart?" he asks with the smile still on his lips and you nod, big, slow dramatic nods, and he adds "Ya know, you're cute when you're drunk."

You wink at him (you think) and say, "And you're cute when I'm drunk too," with something amounting to a smirk on your own face. This time he laughs and guides you by the hips to sit on the steps inside while he steps onto the stoop to find the lost library card.

Returning a moment later with your library card held aloft, he starts you back up the stairs with a "A'ight, come on, up we go sweetheart." You roll onto your hands and knees, deciding that a crawl up the steps was the only way you'd make it to the top.

"Nah nah nah, these stairs are filthy, come on," he scolds, reaching down to lift you to your feet by your armpits.

"But m'feet hurt sooooo baadddddd. I caaaannn't" you whine, actual tears threatening to fall if you didn't eat food in the imminent future.

"Alright alright, sssshh, come on sweetheart," he says more gently, one arm looping behind your back while the other scoops behind your knees. You're encased in his warmth, the natural musky aroma of his broad chest enough to lull you sleep right there and then. He begins the climb, each step slow and intentional, and you may as well be rocked to sleep in a bassinet.

"Need you stay awake for me doll," he says while jostling you left and right just slightly.

"Mmmm," you acknowledge in response, eyes barely peeling open.

"Come on, talk to me," he encourages.

"Can I tell you a secret?" you mumble, eyes slow blinking. He nods, the smirk again. You lean in close to his ear, his flopsy hair tickling your cheek, and whisper "I think you're cute when I'm not drunk too" before you lean your head allllll the way back to gaze at the chipped paint on the ceiling while belting Sinead O'Connor's "Nothing Compares 2 U" into the echoey hallway.

He grunts as he attempts to maneauvre your head back up again, finding it more of a struggle than if he weren't currently laughing his ass off, adding, "Hey Sinead, knock it off before Mrs. Ericson starts her yappin' alright?"

You quiet down for a moment and your face grows solemn. Solemn enough that Frank pauses his climb, one foot on the stair above and one on the stair below. You find his deep brown eyes and feel the steady rhythm of his chest against you.

"You... you ok sweetheart?" he asks, quieter now. His eyes searching your face.

"Frank I...." you starting, eyes glassy and voice timid.

"What is is honey? C'tell me anything," he murmurs.

You swallow, your eyes darting to his lips before finding his eyes again, replying "I need food real bad."

A smile slowly cracks across his face and he nods, continuing his climb up the steps. "Alright honey, let's get you some food."

>> NEXT PART HERE <<<

#frank castle fanfiction #frank castle #frank castle fanfic #frank castle smut #frank castle fluff #frank castle comfort #frank castle x reader #frank castle x you #neighbor frank castle #frank castle x y/n

[hotluncheddie]

‘I just don’t get it.’ Steve says, slamming the apartment door, pouting. 

He throws his keys down on the counter in a huff. Untucking his polo from his skin tight ‘date jeans’ and rubbing his fingers soothingly over the little indents they’re leaving on his belly. 

Eddie and Robin are splayed out on the couch, air hazy with smoke and a half eaten pizza on the coffee table. ‘What babe?’ Robin asks, lifting her arms up and making grabby hands at Steve. 

He slumps over and falls into her side, snuggling into her shoulder and taking a puff form the joint she holds to his lips. ‘I though coming out as bi would mean I’d go on nice dates, like I used to take girls on. But people would take me on them instead, guys or girls.’ He explains, taking another hit. 

‘Ah. Brian wasn’t the one?’ Robin asks. Putting the joint back in her mouth and tucking Steve closer under her arm. 

‘No.’ Steve pouts. ‘He was lame and he got all weird when I ordered pie. Which, like, we met at the bar, he knows what I look like, it’s not surprising that I ordered pie. Then he started yapping about his jogging routine.’ Steve rolls his eyes, undoing the fly of his jeans so he can kick them off and get comfy on the couch, like he always does, ‘date jeans’ are way too constricting for high pizza time. ‘Like one, bold of him to assume I don’t jog when I do, like, when I feel like it. And two, the pie was really good! I even offered him a bite and he didn’t even accept it! Rude!’ 

‘So rude.’ Robin pets at Steve’s head. 

Eddie unsticks himself from the sofa to get another slice of pizza and pass one over to Steve in consolidation. Nodding along to what Steve is saying as it passes through the soup of his brain. 

‘Like I know people like to sleep around and that’s fun and all but why are they so bad at dating?’ He pulls another deep drag of the joint Robin holds for him, chewing a bite of pizza as smoke billows out between his lips. ‘Why does no one want a cute fat boyfriend with great hair? Why do they just see me as a piece of ass?’ He whines, the weed hitting him now. 

‘Because your ass is great babe.’ Robin says, stealing a chunk of his crust. ‘Top tier ass.’ 

He looks up at her with big eyes ‘Yeah?’ 

‘Yeah.’ She smiles at him, pinching his cheek 

‘I want a cute fat boyfriend.’ Eddie sighs, from the other end of the couch. eyes glazed over staring at the muted tv screen, his slice of pizza held untouched in his hand. ‘I’d take him out on nice dates, brush his hair and help him try on pretty clothes. I could kiss his chubby cheeks and cuddle him and call him sweet names..’ He sighs again, finally taking a bite. 

‘You know Eddie, Stevie here on the couch is single.’ Robin says, getting up to go to the kitchen. Leaving the joint in Steve’s mouth. 

Eddie looks at her go. Blinks hard a couple times and looks at Steve. Sprawled out on the couch cushions, belly peaking out of his shirt. His lovely roommate Steve. Cute and fat and silly hot. ‘Maybe I even want to hold his hand as we take a little walk. Maybe I want to take care of him and spoil him and make him feel like the world spins around him. He could get fatter, if he wanted, because i lo-like him so much.' Eddie continues. Confesses. Eyes wide and heart racing.  

Steve’s cheeks are pink, eyes glassy and pretty. ‘Me?’ Steve points at himself, joint between his long fingers, looking at Eddie, looking all over his face. 

‘Yeah.’ he breaths. Matching the dopey smile that spreads over Steve’s face, besotted and beaming. 

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me and @scoops-aboy86 were talking about this post. so now you all have to read the silliness too xoxo

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[strangersteddierthings]

The thing is, Steve has learned, that becoming untouchable isn't all he wants it to be.

People were too quick to try and reach out for him, ask for more than he was willing to give. He hadn't wanted to give up his first kiss to some random girl at some random boy's twelfth birthday party because of spin the bottle. He hadn't wanted to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with Jenny Jackson or Linda Simons at Tommy's birthday party the following year. He did want to take Mary Linscott to Snow Ball, but she just wanted to make out behind the bleachers instead of dance with him. He didn't want to do that but then Brian called him stupid for not wanting to, and asked if he was queer. So, Steve had turned right back around and dragged Mary back under the bleachers, kissing her until it was time to go to prove Brian wrong.

(Even though Steve knows Brian isn't wrong. That Steve had wanted to ask Brian to the dance as much as he'd wanted to ask Mary but knew better than to do that. He saw how they treated Eddie Munson last year for the suspicion of liking other boys and Steve wasn't going to let that happen to himself.)

Brian had congratulated him after and asked what base he got to. Steve didn't want to get to any bases, but he couldn't say that, so he just punched Brian in the arm and said 'more bases than you' which was true because Brian's date didn't kiss him even once.

Then Carol Perkins approached him at lunch, shortly after Snow Ball, and asked if Steve would be her first kiss. Not because she wanted to kiss Steve, but because she wanted to kiss Tommy H, but didn't want to be bad at kissing. Steve agreed because he liked Carol. Not in the way she liked Tommy, but mostly because she'd asked.

No one had done that yet.

She came over to his house on a Saturday because she didn't want Tommy to catch them and think she didn't like him. They made out in his room because, despite his parents being home, they didn't really care who was in his room with him or if the door was open or shut. Probably didn't even notice he had someone over. She leaves an hour later.

By Tuesday Tommy and Carol are an item and by Friday they were Steve's best friends.

However, for reasons Steve doesn't understand, more girls keep asking him to be their first kiss. And maybe it's because he's already got a reputation, or maybe Carol let slip he'd said yes when she asked, but Steve finds himself kissing a lot of girls he doesn't want to. He doesn't know how to say no. Can't find a reason too. Brian's words play in the back of his mind every time he thinks about saying no.

(Are you stupid? Are you queer? He doesn't want to be either of those things, and given his grade in biology and pre-algebra, he's really only got a hope of avoiding the queer label. His father would tolerate a stupid son. He doesn't think he'd survive if his father had a queer one.)

There are a few girls he's been crushing on that ask him and that was nice. One, Alice Baker, even becomes his girlfriend for a month. His first relationship.

Soon eighth grade gives way to being a freshman and Steve, who has always been handsome and cute, catches the eye of upperclassmen now.

And Steve's not sure how it happens, but he ends up moving past first base with another girl whose name he can't remember, or possibly never knew. He doesn't remember asking her for hers when she led him into one of the bedrooms at the house this party was at while he was way too tipsy.

And then it just grows. The reputation and what people expect from him, and he doesn't want it, but he's never said no before so can he start now? Doesn't he need a reason to say no? If he doesn't have a reason, does that make him queer? He should be wanting this. What boy doesn't want this?

And maybe he does want it. But not like this.

He doesn't want to be slightly drunk at yet another party, following the first girl that grabs his wrist and pulls him after her into whatever secluded area they can find. He doesn't want to keep saying yes when he wants to say no.

The summer between freshman and sophomore year he confides in Carol. It's a risk. Carol can be cruel, quick with her words to tear you down, to spread the rumor that will ruin your life. But she's also fiercely loyal.

He tells her he's tired of kissing people he doesn't want to.

Carol is quiet for a long time, and Steve almost thinks he's made a mistake. But then she speaks.

"Okay. Let's make a plan."

And they do. Then suddenly Steve is untouchable. Carol teaches him how to see the weakness in people and call it out. How to wield his facial expressions as a weapon and a shield. How to put on the air of being the most important person everywhere you go so well that everyone else begins to believe it. How to fall back on the fact his parents are rich, gone often, and, almost most importantly, well known in the community. It gives Steve's name a weight to throw around.

More importantly, all of that culminates in people no longer asking things of him. Instead, they look to him to take the lead, they wait to be asked. It makes Steve feel in charge of his life for once.

But now.

Now, years later, having survived a spring break from Hell and averted the apocalypse, Steve watches Eddie hang off Argyle with ease, fling an arm over Jonathan's shoulder while laughing at a joke, easily pull Dustin into a headlock or wrestling match.

Easy touches that Steve should be able to do, too. A jealousy wells inside him almost as much as the unease he feels in his stomach at the mere thought of letting them know they're allowed to reach out and touch him, too. That Eddie's allowed to reach out and touch.

But then he remembers what happened when he let people have that power over him and he can't bring himself to do it.

It settles in Steve, then, the realization. When you become untouchable, you're unable to touch.

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@nburkhardt @i-less-than-three-you adding my own lil bit of angst into the mix now (:

#pre steddie #my fic #cw dubious consent #internalized homophobia #steve kisses a lot of people he doesnt want to because of peer pressure and his own fear of not fitting in #it is also implied steve has sex with people when he didnt really want to #steve harrington has bad parents #touch-starved steve #also if you know the song that last line is from i am smooching the top of your head softly