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xxblairexxss · 10 months

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Doudou

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 (Charles’s ending)

Pairing : Charles Leclerc x reader

Theme : Fluff / Angst

Not sure if I should do part 2 for this. Sorry for any mistakes I haven’t proofread it yet!

“You two lovebirds need to get a room.” Joris rolled his eyes as he walked inside Charles’s driver room to get his jacket and and immediately headed out. Charles and you were all cuddled up together on the couch with hands around your frame.

“This is literally my room, Joris.”

“Yeah, whatever. It’s time for media activities, Charles. Get up, get up! She’s not going anywhere.”

“She won’t be able to go anywhere I’m not letting her go.” Charles waggled your body that was leaning against him before brushing his lips on your hair.

“You are so silly. Go! Joris will get mad if you don’t get going now.”

“Wait for me, doudou.”

Doudou, the nickname that he would always call you. He came up with the nickname when you guys were kid and stopped calling you by your name. You even forgot what your name sounded like with his voice.

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If you told your 14 years old self that your childhood friend would become the 1st Monegasque driver since Beretta in 1994, of course you would believe it in a second because you knew how talented he was but if you told your younger self that you would be his girlfriend and travelled the world to accompany him for his F1 races, you would have rolled your eyes because that was just impossible. But it happened, and it was like a dream come true. You had always knew you had feelings for him but you never thought it was reciprocated. Your friendship with Charles had turned into something more when he joined F2. A year later, he made his debut in F1. The media coverage, the attention he got was way different. Please started shouting his name when he arrived in the paddock, his social media went from a normal, “I drive fast cars as my part-time job” kid to pictures that were professionally taken but he would sneaked pictures of you whenever he got a chance because he was still the Charles you knew, your Charles.

When people started following Charles on his Instagram, they would happened to find your account as well so your followers started growing, not as much as his, but still a lot for a university student like you, who didn’t qualify to be an influencer. Charles didn’t hide you from the public. Everyone knew who you were though he never put you in any spotlight because you felt uncomfortable. You would never missed any chances to be in the paddock whenever you had a break from your study but there were a few times where you could only wished him good luck through a video call. He didn’t mind, at all. He knew how hard it was to catch up with your law studies and he wanted to support you as much as you did. Your Charles had always be so understanding.

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charles_leclerc 2 weeks break meaning I am back with my lovely girl

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“Baby, should I wear this one? Or this one?” You took out two piece dress with different colour.

“Are you serious? Doudou, we are just gonna go and get groceries down the street.” Charles looked at you in disbelief and let out a cackle.

“I know.. but I just bought these two and I don’t know which one to wear first.” You heaved a sigh and pout when he didn’t give you the answer you wanted.

“Alright, alright. Try the purple one. It looks pretty.” He scanned on the two outfits on your hand, they looked the same so he didn’t know why you would have difficulty to choose but he didn’t said it out loud because it was the time of the month and you would sulk at almost everything he questioned.

“I think I wanna try the green one first. Can you wait until I do my hair first? Pleaseee.” Well, don’t ask why you were getting ready as if you were invited for Met Gala. You just felt like going extra today, that was it. A very valid reason.

“Go on, doudou. I’ll wait here and maybe, I don’t know, take a nap or something.”

“You are the best. I’ll make it as quick as I can!” It took you 1 hour, but Charles didn’t mind at all. Your Charles had always been so patience.

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“No, why is it not as crunchy as the one I saw on Tiktok. Right, baby? You passed the tuna avocado sandwich to your boyfriend and waited for his reaction. You had asked Charles to try Joe & The Juices in New York because you have been seeing people talked high about it and the sandwich had been everything you talked to Charles on your way here to New York.

“Hm? Not bad. It tasted like tuna and avocado….sandwich?” Charles had told you it wasn’t gonna taste anything special and now that he got a taste of it, he would have said I told you so but seeing how disappointed you got, he just let out a silent chuckle.

“It’s not funny! They all made it seemed so good. Did we buy the wrong one?”

“It’s because you had so much expectations on it, doudou. I can make you better one. I’m a good chef, remember?” He pinched your cheeks and hold your hand as you continued walking along the skyscrapers.

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“I lost focus. It’s my fault. I could have won the podium.”

You could feel his lips against your neck as he had his body flushed against yours. You knew whenever he came up to you in this position, he needed cuddle and he wanted you to massage his head. Your Charles had always been so affectionate, a secret trait of him that no one knew.

“It wasn’t your fault, baby. The car wasn’t the best and despite all the problems it had, you still managed to push until P4 and that was amazing. I don’t think there’s a lot of drivers out there who can drive that bouncy car pass the finish line at all. Podium or not, you did a wonderful job.”

He didn’t reply and you thought he had fallen asleep because of how calm his breathing was against your skin but then you heard him said

“I love you so much, doudou. So, so much.”

But he stopped being everything he had been these past few weeks.

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“Charles, are we okay?” You had realised that he had been different these past few weeks. He didn’t joke around like he usually did, he didn’t annoyed you with back hugs when you cooked and did your makeup like he usually did, he didn’t smile as genuine as he always did, the dimples on his face looked forced.

And he didn’t want to talk. You knew the season had been harsh on him but he always came to you and sought solace in a form of touch but he stopped doing it.

“Yeah, we are fine. Can you stop asking me that?” He stopped the movie from playing to look at your worried face.

“That’s what you said every time I ask the questions but you never told me the truth.”

“What truth do you want, doudou? Please, can we not talk about this?” Charles stood up and began walking into the room.

“You have been so different. The last time we had a proper talk was weeks ago. You didn’t even hold me anymore. Did I do anything wrong? Charles! I’m talking to you!” You raised your voice but you saw him walking away like he always did whenever you brought up this topic.

“I’m tired. We are not talking about this, doudou. Please.” You saw him took his watch and wallet from the dressing table and knew he was going out. He preferred going out.

“You are tired and you are going out? Does that even make any sense? You always avoid talking about this while I’m trying to fix this. I’m trying to fix us!” You trailed behind him and gripped on his arm to stop him from walking away.

“I don’t know what you want me to do. I’m tired of your behaviour, doudou. You are asking for too much. Give me a fucking break!” Charles swayed your arm away and the moment he looked at you, your heart shattered. He’s not your Charles, the person in front of you wasn’t your loving boyfriend. Charles wouldn’t curse at you, he wouldn’t raise his voice at you. The man in front of you was a stranger.

“I—I’m sorry.” Stunned, you pulled your arm away and placed your hand on your chest, as if you could cover the sadness from him.

“I can’t do this anymore. Everything becomes a burden. You become a burden to me and I need a break, we need a break.“

“I’m a burden to you? Charles, I just needed reassurance because—“

“You always think of yourself! I just want to come home and be left alone but you always try to get involved with my life. I can’t even control my own life now, can I? Oh, I’m your boyfriend so I need to update you with everything that happened in my life every second of it. I need to hug you all the time so won’t feel lonely? I need to be with you all the time because you need some fucking reassurance? You are ridiculous, doudou.”

‘I’m afraid of losing you’ was the words you were gonna tell him before he cut you off.

“Fine, go. I won’t be in your way.” You used your arm sleeve from his oversized hoodie to wipe your tears and stormed into the room. You thought he would follow you, your Charles would, but you heard the sound of a door closed but it wasn’t the door to the room.

12 years of friendship, 5 years of relationship but he chose to walk away.

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f1wagsupdate One of our followers sent a picture of Charles spotted in Monaco with someone and it wasn’t Y/N 👀

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You didn’t see Charles at all after he walked out of the apartment. He didn’t call, didn’t text. All of a sudden he became a part of your memories. You took a break from social media during your last year of law school so you were completely clueless with whatever had been going on. It was already the 12th race of the season where you found yourself at the grandstand with your best friends because she got free tickets and who would say no to free tickets so you were there because she knew you had always been a fan. You have always loved Formula 1, your break up with Charles didn’t wither down your passion for the sport.

The crowd suddenly went loud and you saw it on the big screen, your first love with a girl. He looked happy, he looked like your old Charles.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I really didn’t—“ Your friend exhaled a sign, feeling apologetic at at what just happened.

“Hey, it’s okay. It doesn’t affect me.” You nudged her and smiled.

At first you were sad, you were sad she received the smiles you did. Oh, but it had been so long since he's smiled, you couldn't help but smile too.

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divinefeminine-card · 5 months

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What requires your immediate attention right now?

Today, in this general reading we shall know what requires your immediate attention right now. Please, take what resonates. Choose the card or cards which appeals to you the most or jumps out to you the most, or any other method if you do one.

Please like and reblog if this pac resonated with you in any way!

Good Luck 🤞🏻🍀

Pile goes from left to right.

1-2

3-4

5-6

Pile 1

Hello Pile 1!

Let's get into your reading~

Cards: The Lovers, 10 of Cups, 10 of Pentacles.

I believe your immediate attention is required by your personal life. Your relationships. I am not even saying any specific one. It's for all. Your romantic relationship, your friendships and your family relations and every relationship which you adore. This needs your immediate attention. Maybe you have been ignoring this due to workload, stress, anxiety and what not. Please try to refocus on your personal life. You will get some clarity for good. And some much needed rest from all the chaos. Your people are there for you pile 1. No matter the actual relation, your people are your family. There are two 10s, so I believe your personal life sort of completes you~ (whatever you perceive it to be 💕)

All the very best 👍🏻

Pile 2

Now onto my pile 2!

Cards: 9 of Pentacles, 5 of Pentacles, 10 of Wands, King of Pentacles.

My pile 2, the energy I got from you guys was a scattered one, a stuck one. I feel like, you guys are badly out of touch with yourself. You might need to seriously reconnect with yourself. Even with nature. Do you like animals? Perhaps. You might get significant joy from being in blissful solitude with yourself. Take some time out. Go somewhere, anywhere, even a simple walk will help you. I am getting this again. Do you guys have pets? If yes go with them. Pet, animal energy is very strong with this pile. I believe your spirit guides are looking out for you. Trust in them and have trust in yourself love! You are good, you are gonna do good.

Have faith in yourself 💕

Pile 3

Hello my lovely pile 3~~

Cards: 2 of Pentacles, Page of Wands, 9 of Pentacles

What I am getting is, your immediate attention is required by your work life I believe. You might have several tasks at hand. You might be juggling between them so much so that there is a great disbalance in your life because of that. Your mind is so occupied with all the work you have in your hands that you might not be even giving as much as you want to, to your work and even life circumstantially. The thing you need to do is, clear out your mind. Try to organise anything you can. Take small steps and start from there. Then, maybe the daunting and never ending may not be so horrifying. Balancing is the key here. Take only how much you can do. Might have to say no to a few offers.

You can do it pile 3! 💕

Pile 4

Hello my pile 4 🤗

Cards: 8 of Pentacles, 8 of Wands, 7 of Cups, Death ♾️ Rebirth.

This pile is giving me high school, college, any educational or vocational institutions vibe, AND anyone in a transition phase of their life regarding their career.

So as I said, your immediate attention is required by your studies, decisions and skills. For most of you I sense, you all are working hard and burning the midnight oil lamp. And I am so proud of you for that. I also, sense you might have many options on which way to go. It's just all too confusing. I connect with you deeply on this. What I suggest is, you can and will be awesome at whatever you are passionate about. Like listen, if you like something you are willing to work damn hard for it, you know passion ignites the flames so high and beyond in you all!! This transition phase will prove crucial to you. Think and think thoroughly, calmly.

Wishing for the best 🤞🏻

Pile 5

Hello my pile 5 :D

Cards: 6 of Cups, Ace of Cups, Ace of Swords, 8 of Swords.

My pile 5, you guys might be feeling, very much out of control I think. Might as well be feeling very very much suffocated with everything going around you. You know when the present comes to bite you, sometimes retreating back to older times, to where your heart lies is the best deal you can do/choose. And that's what you need to do. People from past, from whom you haven't talked to in months, years. Seeing photo albums, physical, online. Reminiscing about the past and thinking about the good times might be what you just need to do. Go deep in your mind and unlock the golden memories, who knows you might be in more in tune and control than you think.

Your heart is supposed to be in tune with you ❤️

Pile 6

Hello my lovely pile 6~~

Cards: 7 of Pentacles, Page of Swords, 3 of Wands, 8 of Swords.

My pile 6, have you been getting distracted from your path? I understand, it can get difficult and lonely while carving your path with patience meticulously. But, no one knows better than you on how much this all means to you. No one knows better than you on how hard you have worked for this, and how far you have come with so much resilience. I saw 11:11 right now, this might be the confirmation. Your brain, mind and intelligence will take you far and wide. Have trust in them and in yourself. You are a warrior. Like really, I am getting the vibes. The one who knows all the tactics and looks at the obstacles with eyes of determination. This is what you are. Keep working and going ahead, rest once in a while. You will do good, you will get better. Nothing can stop you now.

I believe in you ❤️

Thank you everyone who saw and participated in this pac reading! Mind you, this was my first pac. Please, any kind of feedback is always very very appreciated!! Whatever resonated, didn't resonate or anything you might want to say with this. My ask box is open.

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sea-buns · 19 days

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hey to a gorgug liker what do you think about his nightmare section from sophomore year? cause I feel like the horror there is less “ah my grandparents were racist” and more “fuck am I being a stereotype? are the people who hate me right about me?” cause wrt to his having to modulate between barbarian and artificer in fhjy it’s like. idk

oh boy do I have thoughts

Tbh, I had zero recollection of the racism stuff until reading this. It was just SO MINOR. His trial in the forest felt really lackluster to me. I feel like everyone else's really dug into an issue at the core of their character and his felt more like "everyone is getting a trial, what do we do for gorgug?" And idk if that was just a bad delivery/call on Brennan's part or if it could have been helped by Zac engaging more in it but it just. Didn't feel like anything. It was a lot more about the dice than the horror of the claustrophobia and the bugs and you've never fit in anywhere you live to make yourself smaller wherever you go you're just the loser who hits hard. Like yeah I guess there was an overarching theme of Gorgug gaining confidence in himself but it was done very poorly imo.

And I think his trial in the forest was wrong for putting such an emphasis on his intelligence. I think that would have been much better suited in fy, back when he was still being heavily bullied, but beyond that it felt like a quick and easy thing for them to grab. Yes, he had insecurities about his intelligence with all the complications with Zelda. But, to me, the focus of fhsy was his HEART. It put a spotlight on how his social circle has grown, and his bully is his friend now, and he's not alone anymore. His interactions with Ayda, the friendship book, trying to help Fabian, I believe in you spring break, it's Gorgug keep going. I made a post earlier in the season (including a great addition by another user) that I think articulates that emphasis on his emotional intelligence very well.

Fhjy HOWEVER. I think it's doing everything that sy failed at. It's giving him space to have an inner conflict. It's addressing lots of little issues and conflicts he's had over the campaign and combining them into one coherent piece. Like, guy was in a relationship pretty much all of fy, and then dealt with the fallout in sy, but I don't think we've EVER seen as much quality relationship development with Gorgug as we have in jy. He and Fig spent an entire summer together trapped in a tour bus and no season has indicated that bond and friendship more than this one. He and Riz have found something to bond over, meanwhile in previous seasons there was pretty much zero one-on-one personal interaction between them. Fabian expressed sadness over Gorgug leaving the Owlbears, because it was the only thing they had that was just for them to hang out and be friends.

Just with that, we're already doing leagues more with Gorgug's character than we ever have. And I haven't even STARTED on his barbificier journey, oh dear god lmao.

Gonna preface this bit with a post I made before the season even started. It was about Zac's steady improvement in his performances with every PC, and how I was predicting that it was gonna culminate into a Gorgug that does him the justice he deserves. It was initially supposed to be a criticism, but I got a little lost in the sauce of loving my boy lol. Still very relevant to the topic of this ask!

God, where do I START?? Addressing his relationship with rage? I'll be honest, I didn't think that would ever be used as a character arc. And I'm not even sure why I've felt that way. I just didn't think... I didn't think about how he might've had a dislike for his own rage. Like, the WAY he rages isn't bad by any means, but I don't think it ever crossed my mind how actually harmful his lessons to sing to combat rage were. No, I did not like the way Porter went about teaching him (a bit too unsupportive of his capabilities and reminiscent of shitty teachers for my liking). But his point about EMBRACING anger; that rage is not bad and does not— should not— need to be stifled. THAAAAT. That opened up such an interesting dialogue for Gorgug.

I do appreciate the beginnings of Gorgug's interest in artificing in fhsy. I think the crumbs of it back then did a great job of leading into his larger commitment to multiclassing. And I think what he's been doing with it this season is exactly what was lacking in his section of the nightmare forest. His trial was a puzzle, based entirely on die rolls, where his solution after failing even when he's assisted by the enemy is to essentially give up. I understand that facing their fears was the whole point of the trials, but his section came off as incredibly anticlimactic and unfulfilling. Just the fact that it was a trial based on stat numbers more than the development of the character itself.

Where junior year succeeds in actually showcasing his intelligence and the evolution of the worth he holds in himself is with the hands-on approach it takes. Yes, the academic rolls are still dice and stats, but there's a physical manifestation that wasn't there before. Gorgug is smart when it comes to getting his hands dirty. It is in the practical applications of his skills that his brand of intelligence shines the most.

And while, once again, I did not LIKE Porter's heavy resistance to multiclassing....I have to admit that I don't think Gorgug would have had such a boost in confidence without that struggle. Even if my boy had trouble expressing it to Porter verbally, HE STOOD UP FOR HIMSELF. Instead of simply rolling over and agreeing that he wasn't built for a technical class and it was stupid to try– he was DEFIANT.

The kid who said "I'm a dumbass. Eat me you stupid bug." took on FOUR CLASSES. Three school years worth of artificer simultaneously. AND stayed with the Owlbears. AND went along on party missions to help Kristen's candidacy. AND was always on deck to help the party with the overarching plotline.

AND HE ACED IT!!! THE FIRST BARBIFICER THAT THE AGUEFORT ADVENTURING ACADEMY HAS EVER SEEN!!!!! He is paving the way for every unprecedented multiclass that follows.

Just in comparison to who he was in the previous season, the amount of drive and self-worth he's gained is astounding. In my eyes, it's done more than enough to makeup for the way his development fell flat in sophomore year.

i hope this fulfilled the ask in the way you were hoping! i told you i'd get carried away lmao. writing a bunch about any of zac's characters is always such a joy. gorgug had always been my favorite of the bad kids but i always found myself wishing he went deeper, y'know? and now it's real. my precious anxious boy has been handled so well. and watching zac's growth as a performer has been such a blast.

thanks for the ask! :D

#hope i dont talk in circles too many times #im not even gonna think about how long i spent lol #ya hit a certain point where youre like 'does that feel exactly right?' and then u go fuck it we aint perfect #ive done that a lot with just any writing thing in my life especially in school #but i feel like i followed through a lot better with this than i have with a loooong essay/analysis/post in awhile #so that feels good. certainly helps when its a thing you really love lol #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high junior year #fhjy spoilers #fhjy #fantasy high #fh #fantasy high sophomore year #fhsy #gorgug thistlespring #character analysis #asks #anon ask

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buckybarnesb-tch · 10 months

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Yan!Police Officer!Elijah HC’s

Someone asked for more Police!Elijah so I hope they enjoy this🩷

I changed this Headcanon so it was Y/n and not Katherine like it is in the Doctor!Klaus fics this comes from

DD:DNE

A Failed Escape

•Elijah first decided to become a police officer when he watched the cops taking his father away when he was 16 for abusing a 14 year old Klaus. When they saw the state of his brother they weren’t at all careful with Mikael, jostling and tripping him, even slamming his face onto the car when they put him in, he wanted to live his life doing a job where he could beat the shit out of awful people too

•With his grades it wasn’t hard to make that dream come true and before he knew it he was one of the top officers in NOLA PD, and having a doctor for a brother seemed to work out for him just as much as it did for Klaus, especially once he found Y/n

•She was the most perfect little thing he had ever seen, sweet and quiet, always ending up coming in with her wrists in cuffs because of her idiot boyfriend and his friends. Elijah knew he needed to protect Y/n from this boy and his idiot friends, and even herself if this is the kind of choice she’s going to make in men

•Y/n would often talk to Elijah when she was brought in, he was always so sweet and patient with her that she couldn’t help it, no one else cared about her, especially in here where these cops just thought she was a worthless gutter rat with no future…Elijah was different though.

He made sure of it.

•He always took over her booking and since it was always something stupid that they got brought in for he ensured it was easy for her to get out, he would never allow his precious Bunny sleep in a prison cell!

‘Go home Y/n and Stop coming back here! You need to stay away from these idiots! That boy in there doesn’t care about you and if he did he wouldn’t be dragging you down into the hole with him, don’t you try and tell me I’m wrong!’

‘I can’t, I…I just…what else am I supposed to do? He’s all I have, I was always gonna end up in prison, it’s where almost my entire family is-‘

‘So do something different! You are worth so much more than this-‘ she cut him off angrily and though he was overcome with the urge to yank her over his lap and spank her ass raw, he suppressed it as hard as he could.

‘You Don’t Know That Officer Mikaelson! My Family Was Trash And So Am I, Nothing Will Change That!’ Tears had started to make their way down Y/n’s face and if there’s one thing Elijah knows it’s that he should be the Only One who Ever makes his girl she’d a tear.

‘Elijah.’ He stated and she looked up, confused, which gave him the chance to reach out and wipe her tears from under her eyes and off her soft cheeks. It was the first real time he had been able to touch her besides removing handcuffs and he noted her blush instantly. Elijah knew that Y/n had a bit of a crush on him but what she didn’t know is that he was desperately in love with her as well and he would not be letting her go. ‘My name is Elijah, you can just call me that. Now Y/n, I know you’re not a bad girl, so I’d like to help you.’ The blush on her face darkened by 3 shades as he said this to her. ‘Do you have anywhere to go that’s not his house?’ She shook her head. ‘Okay, well you’re not safe there so we need to get you out-‘

‘He would never hurt me Off-uh, Elijah? He won’t hit me or anything-‘

‘No but he will tempt you into doing the wrong thing, we need to ensure you’re away from the bad influence. I’m just about to get off, I’ll take you home and you can pack all of your things while he’s in holding overnight.’ Y/n looked at him confused.

‘Aren’t I supposed to be in holding over night?’ She wondered but instantly knew that Elijah had somehow gotten her out of it again. ‘I don’t have anywhere to take my stuff, I can’t just-‘

‘You let me worry about that. Just do as I tell you for now, hmm? Have I ever let you down?’ She shook her head immediately. ‘That’s right, so just calm yourself and do as I say.’

•That night Y/n was moved into Elijah’s home. It was a medium sized, modest cottage on 30 acres he had away from any other people. He enjoyed his privacy and the ability to make as much noise as he wants without complaint, plus as a cop, who is going to trespass on his property? No one knows where his house is besides his siblings.

•Once Y/n was in Elijah’s house there was no escape for her, not that she noticed right away, or even for quite some time. He had taken her with him while her boyfriend was in a jail cell and she left him a break up note, her family was all in prison themselves so there was no one to worry and Elijah could easily keep her indoors while he went to work, not that she could find her way to civilization anyway. He kept her busy as she now cleaned the house and cooked the meals so that she wouldn’t be “useless” and just like that the eldest Mikaelson had already won.

•It was almost 2 weeks before Y/n tried to leave for the first time and Elijah refused, taking her over his knee and spanking her ass nearly bloody when she argued with him. She clung to him when she was finished her punishment as he knew she would, she had no one else. Elijah had planned this all too well she realized, and no matter what she did escape wasn’t an option

•2 months. That’s how long it took for her to finally give in and accept her life, and Elijah couldn’t be happier. The final straw, oddly enough, had been his younger brother Klaus

•Elijah had invited Klaus over, wanting him to give Y/n a check up and make sure she was healthy. She had no insurance and he would never risk taking her to a doctor he couldn’t trust, his brother knew about Y/n and would never dream of ratting his big brother out

•Y/n had tried to beg Klaus for help while Elijah was in the kitchen getting him a drink

‘Please? You have to get me out of here?! You’re a doctor, right?! Don’t you have like, an obligation to help your patients or something?’ She pleaded but he just continued checking her over.

‘Of course I do, but legally you are not my patient. Besides, my brother is quite taken with you.’ The realization came over Y/n’s face as he said that and Klaus chuckled.

‘I’m never getting out of this house, am I?’ His brows went up and he shrugged.

‘I would say not any time soon. I’m sure he’ll take you out someday when he knows you’re obedient and dependent on him. That’s a long way away though with how you’ve been acting. Though I’m sure you’ll be happy to know I’ve brought a salve to put on that blistered bottom for you.’

Elijah came back a moment later and as the brothers spoke Y/n laid her head onto Elijah’s shoulder, too mentally exhausted to do anything else.

•Elijah is not the type to go without fucking his girl, even while she’s trying to escape him. Once he had gotten a taste of her in those first 2 weeks he was never letting her go

•He fucked her constantly, over whatever surface pleased him that day or moment, and while she tried to fight it was too good for her to not enjoy every second of

•The day she had gotten checked out by his brother was the only time in their entire relationship that Elijah shared her with anyone. Elijah agreed to let Klaus fuck her that day with the promise that on the day Klaus found his own girl he would get to use her as well. Y/n noticed that Klaus dismissed this, not believing he would ever find the kind of interest that Elijah has with her.

(It took 2 years but Klaus was proven wrong)

•Elijah had automatic locking doors that he could control with his phone or keys but no matter what Y/n did she couldn’t go farther than the sun room, unable to get out any door or window when he wasn’t there, him getting an alert whenever she tried her luck

•He still worked but he worked less now that he had someone to come home to, enjoying being with his girl every minute that he could

•Only a few days after Y/n had finally given in and given herself over to Elijah willingly for the first time in 2 months, her ex showed up at the station asking for help. Elijah found himself amused as the idiot boy told his friend about his ‘missing girlfriend’ and how he hadn’t seen her in 2 months. The officer practically laughed him out of the station when he explained how she had dumped him while he was locked up and never come back, he insisted she would have let him know she was okay by now but they all rolled their eyes at him, Elijah happily watching the last person that would ever look for you walk out of the station

•Later that night Elijah went out to dinner with his brother, coincidentally running into said idiot boyfriend on the way home, drunk and happy to talk to people who ‘believed him’…

His body is still buried just a few acres away from the house Elijah shares with his Little Bunny.

One Little Trip to the ER (Klaus Doctor)

ER Doc!Klaus & PO!Elijah HC’s

Elijah Mikaelson Masterlist

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curry-and-gunpowder · 4 months

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Okay so I have some stuff to get off my chest, might get a bit heated, but I mean no disrespect to anyone, just expressing my genuine confusion and frustration and trying to make my stance on some matters clear.

Clearly I ship Odazai. But that does not mean I reject other interpretations of their relationship. Be it platonic, queerplatonic, brotherly, it's all lovely to me - I genuinely just enjoy their unique dynamic.

However, I am constantly on the brink of losing it over hearing them referred to as a father/son pair by so many people in the fandom. And I'm gonna attempt to break down why this interpretation bothers me so much.

Firstly, it just flies in the face of my personal experience of intergenerational friendships - I'm a young-ish Millennial with many Gen Z friends. And I find it completely incomprehensible to try and force people who are relatively close in age into such a dynamic. I'm aware that a lot of bsd fans are teens or young adults who maybe don't have much social contact with people outside their age range. But as a 30+ person on the Internet, let me tell you, five years? That's nothing. The plain truth is, the older you get, the less age starts to matter. Once you get out of school, you will interact with people of all ages regularly and you will have friends who are older or younger than you and nobody fucking cares. The thought of seeing any of my younger friends as my children is, pardon my french, fucking ridiculous.

Secondly, and I've spoken about this before, the fandom's tendency to parentify Odasaku way beyond what the text ever implies. It's easy to put him into the role, considering the way he cares for his orphans. In that way, he has some parental traits - but it's only a facet of his personality, and, i would argue, one that the fandom puts way too much emphasis on, imho. I'll gladly write some more meta on that at a later time, but doing that here would make the post even longer than it already is. Just to quickly reiterate, for anyone who hasn't read the dark era lightnovel - Oda does explicitly NOT treat the kids like his children. Why then would he treat Dazai like one? Dazai, whom he explicitly invites to go drinking with him in TDIPUD? How does that track? Is he supposed to be just a shitty parent? Or could it maybe indicate that he sees Dazai as his equal more than anything?

(Tangentially, I would argue that Oda's perception of what constitutes a child/an adult is horrendously skewed, considering his own past.)

Thirdly, and this is probably gonna be the one that might get me into hot water with some people, the thing I like to call the Cope. The tendency in fandom to manifest a hard line between groups of characters that somehow should never be crossed when shipping, otherwise that makes the ship badwrongtoxic. This is a phenomenon I've observed developing more and more in recent years, and it's ngl pretty worrying, because it's generally used to present one's own ship as "superior", and all "rival ships" as less than/bad. Ships with "significant" age gaps tend to fall into that category relatively often, but I suspect very few people actually genuinely care about the characters' ages, but rather use it as a shield to justify why these relationships are To Be Avoided. Odazai is an absolute stellar example of such a ship - by all means it should be way more popular than it is, considering the themes that surround it and the way its absolutely center to the nareative of bsd. But without fail, when I look up media for the ship, be it YouTube videos or simply browsing the tag on tumblr or pinterest, I see the same mantra repeated over and over - "how can you ship them, they're like father and son!"

(I'm concerned about the relationship you have with your parents, I say to myself in response.)

And its, quite frankly, just not the case. I cannot for the life of me find any indication of this so-called parental relationship anywhere in the text. All I can see is two people who are friends who have a deep and sincere love for each other.

In conclusion, not every relationship has to fall into the category of familial or romantic. Sometimes... people are just friends. Sometimes friends are some years apart in age. It's not shocking or special or anything, it literally happens all the time.

Just let them be friends. It's fine, really, it's allowed.

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sarahrogersevans · 1 year

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Not A Monster To Me- Bucky Barnes xAvenger Reader Fan Fic

Summary: Reader is an Avenger and working alongside Bucky and they’re friends and one night something changes their dynamic

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of hard past, mentions of self doubt, let me know if I miss anything

(Y/N’s POV)

Since working with Bucky and the rest of the avengers team it’s been great and I’ve gotten really close with Bucky but tonight he just seems very distant and will barely say anything to me. Usually would Bucky would make a smart joke or comment on something but I’ve felt like I’ve been talking to a wall all night long, I should probably see if he’s ok I’m worried about him. We’re at a bar trying to blend in as a couple while waiting for our target to show and I sipped more of my drink and looked at Bucky and said “hey, Bucky you’ve been quiet all night are you alright?” I try to put my hand on his but he moved his hand away and said “I’m fine doll it’s nothing we need to stay focused.” I heard Sam Wilson on the comm in my ear saying “hey you two there a problem over there, you’re suppose to be keeping an eye out” I felt like Bucky was mad at me and it was starting to bother me more and I said “Bucky are you mad at me?.. I feel like you don’t even wanna be here with me.” Bucky looked at me and looked upset and said “no.. it’s not that doll I’m sorry, it looks like they’re not gonna show, let’s get out of here and we’ll talk.” He signaled me to follow him and I walked out of the bar with him and we went back to my place to talk.

(Bucky’s POV)

We got to Y/N’s place and I could tell on the way here that she didn’t say much and I could tell I upset her and I don’t mean to I just.. I worry she won’t understand what’s going on. I sat down across from Y/N and said “hey Y/N before we start I just wanna let know it’s not you ok? I love spending time with you but doll I’m.. I’m going through a hard transition at the moment, ever since I lost my best friend Steve after I came back it’s been hard and I’m just afraid of being close to you.” Y/N looked at me worried and said “why are you afraid Bucky can we talk about that? I promise I’m here for you and I would never try and replace Steve I care about you.” I shook my head and said “it’s not that doll, I’m afraid of hurting you.. I killed people Y/N I’m a monster.” I started crying and said “I hate myself for it ever since stark found out what I did..” Y/N came to sit closer to me and said “no.. don’t doll.” Y/N hugged me close and said “shh just let me, I’m not afraid of you Buck, you’re not a killer or a monster not to me, you wanna stop that, I see this big hearted soft person who cares so much and someone who wants to change and help people.” I didn’t know how to feel because I’ve never had anyone treat me this way.

I hugged Y/N and said “why I was acting so distant towards you earlier, I wasn’t trying to upset you Y/N but I realized after all the time we spent together that I loved you and I was just trying to protect you because I don’t wanna hurt you and what if I accidentally end up doing that? I would never forgive myself because I love you doll you mean so much to me and you’re so kind to me, no one has ever shown me such kindness.” Y/N smiled and said “I love you too Bucky and there’s nothing to be afraid of Bucky I love you and you’re not that person you’re you ok?” I smiled at her feeling my heart flutter, this beautiful sweet woman every time I’m around Y/N my heart skips a beat knowing she sees me for who I am and not as a killer. I cupped her face in my hands and asked her “Can I kiss you doll face?” Y/N nodded with a smile and said “yes you may sir.” I leaned in closer to kiss her sweetly and said “god I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.. I love you Y/N, thank you for not giving up on me, you’re so pretty you know that?” Y/N blushed and leaned in to kiss me and said “I’m not going anywhere Bucky I love you so much, it’s gonna be ok I promise.” God how did I ever deserve such an amazing woman? I finally felt good about myself for the first time in so long all thanks to my amazing girl.

Alright hey lovelies 😊🤍🤍 I thought the idea for this fic was a really sweet idea 🥹 hope you all enjoy xx

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thegreencanary · 2 years

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Exit night.

Based on this request!:

Summary: you fell asleep with your best friends and boyfriend around when nightmares from the upside down come. Only one person can calm you despite everyone who is trying.

A/N: This is my work and I don’t give anyone the permission to post it anywhere claiming to be someone else’s. I worked hard on this, if you enjoy it please interact. Requests are open.

Paring: Eddie x You (Fem!reader) featuring Best friends Robin and Steve

TW: Talk of violence, gore, upside down scary, cursing

A/N: I’m working through my requests right now! I’m sorry for the delay!

Family dinners, that’s what you called them. Once a month you insisted that everyone, Hopper and Joyce included, came out for a dinner. No one in Hawkins understood what the gang had gone through and it was a good time to get stuff out to people who could understand it. Originally it was for Billy to realize he wasn’t alone when he came back from the Starcourt incident. He’d never be the same after that but he needed to know he wasn’t alone. Slowly the dinners just turned into therapy for everyone. Eddie needed them most recently because he was still healing from the incident with the bats. You were so focused on his recovery and his healing that you didn’t realize the trauma that happened to you. You watched the love of your life get ripped to shreds and technically die. You saw the deep cuts, and you carried him to the hospital with help from Steve. You were covered head to toe in his blood as you waited to see if he was going to come back; yet you didn’t deal with any of it. Repressed emotions have a funny way of showing up.

Yawning, you cleaned up the plates from family dinner. Pretty much everyone had cleared out except for you, Robin and Steve. Eddie was taking some of the munchkins home but he was gonna come back for you soon. Steve took some of the plates for you and eyed you suspiciously. It was pretty obvious by the bags under your eyes that you hadn’t been sleeping.

“Y/N, want to stay for a movie? I brought Overboard from the store. It’s supposed to be cute or something.”

Robin handed you the VHS. You liked horror movies like the rest of the gang, but recently it was hard for you to watch them. A romantic comedy sounded a lot better.

“Eddie said he was gonna come back and pick me up…”

The movie looked really funny.

“You know you both can just stay here. Robins probably going to crash here too, right?”

Robin gave a ‘duh’ look to Steve and he motioned with his hands.

“See? Just stay and relax. Eddie won’t mind. He likes stealing my food anyways.”

True. Steve always packed the fridge really well when his parents fucked off to some random ass place. You knew he hated being alone and he loved to host. Smiling softly you simply nodded.

“Sweet! I’ll pop it in, you can just relax on the couch and mom over here will finish cleaning up.”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“At least call me Dad Jesus fucking Christ. Why am I friends with you two?”

“What did I do!?” You laughed softly. Robin just chucked a dirty napkin at him and headed to the living room to pop in the movie. You helped Steve a little bit he shooed you away from the kitchen.

“Thanks mom.” You chuckled as he spewed some profanities at you. Grabbing a big ass blanket you moved to the bigger of the three couches and curled up in the corner. Robin tossed you a pillow and winked as she started the movie. You felt a heavy presence next you you.

“Now that is a good hairstyle.” Steve mentioned about the lead actor.

“Good lord Steve.” Robin rolled her eyes and started on one of her famously long but quick rants. Something about how the mullet was so dumb looking but you couldn’t focus. Almost immediately you fell asleep, comfortable around your best friends. The warm blanket lulled you into dreamland…which is exactly where you’d been avoiding.

Recently your dreamland was the Upside Down. Often you were just running, not looking back but just pushing forward. The emptiness in your lungs burning your whole body and your legs screaming to stop; but you kept running. Tonight, you weren’t running, you were in an open field. It was a corn field that was by your apartment. You know it well, last summer the farmer decided to plant hundreds of rows of flowers instead. Eddie danced with you under the moonlight in those flowers, it’s where he told you he loved you. The first time you two admitted how much you’d fallen for each other. Now it was barren, scorched and dried out. There was…something in the middle of it. Everything in your brain told you to run, but your legs moved forward. Closer…clooooseer until you recognized something. A severed hand, with the silver rings you knew and loved so well.

“No…”

Now you were sprinting again, Passing one of his legs you tried to remain focused…until you saw it. Eddie’s head was detached from his body. A bat snaking it’s demonic tail around his neck and pulling it apart. Eddie looked at you and screamed out, causing you to scream to him.

Robin was shaking you but nothing was happening. Not even halfway through the movie you were sweating in your sleep. Your breathing was ragged and you looked pale as fuck. Steve freaked out and got cold towels to try and cool you down, but when you screamed he panicked. Robin jumped into action but nothing she was doing was bringing you back. They both got scared that even though Vecna was gone…maybe he got to you.

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“See you later kiddo. Don’t forget to start your campaign for Hellfire! You won’t be a good Dungeon Master if you’re late!”

Eddie scolded Dustin as he dropped off the last kid. You’d convinced Eddie to let Dustin try and take his place in case you and Eddie ever needed to miss a Hellfire night. Will was a really good option as well, but the way Dustin pined after Eddie made him want to give the kid a chance. Driving back to Steve’s, Eddie was thinking about you. You looked exhausted at dinner tonight but anything he asked you, you just ignored it. Eddie finally felt like he was getting back to normal, the nightmares stopped and he was able to go about his days without feeling like he was being watched. He noticed you getting worse and worse.

You’d stopped spending the night with him, and most likely stopped sleeping altogether. You never talked to anyone about what happened to him. Eddie knew it took a toll on you, you saved his life but you just said you were fine. Hell, when he had his nightmares you’d sing him into a calmer sleep. He just wanted to help you but you just wouldn’t let him. The metal head found himself sighing as he thought about you. God he fucking loved you, but sometimes he felt useless.

Pulling in Eddie was whistling, thinking of date ideas to cheer you up when he heard your scream from inside. Damn near kicking down the door he found Robin over you, trying to wake you up and Steve pacing back and forth.

“What the fuck is going on!?!”

“We don’t know Eddie! She dozed off and now she’s broken out into a swear and we can’t wake her up. She’s been screaming and shaking.”

Steve opted to not tel Eddie you were screaming his name and crying. The tears had stopped but you were still panting and whispering Eddie’s name.

“Move Robin.”

“But-“

“NOW……..please.”

She glared at him for a moment, but moved. Eddie immediately situated himself behind you and wrapped you in a hug. Gently he started speaking in your ear, small whispered that only you could hear. Almost instantly at the sound of his voice, your breathing slowed. Gently, your boyfriend kissed your cheek and started singing a slow and soft version of ‘Enter Sandman’ by Metallica.

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You were watching Eddie get ripped to shreds and nothing you did could save him. Every-time you reached for him a bat cut you open. Your body was exhausted but you wanted to fight, for him. Suddenly a warmth surrounded you; like the sun. You felt safe and the Upside Down became brighter, and slowly it became Hawkins. Eddie’s figure faded as his sweet voice filled your mind. The paralysis you felt began to lift and fresh air filled your lungs.

Lurching forward, you woke to strong arms holding you back. Robin and Steve looked frightened and you realized it was all a dream.

“Y/N…what the fuck was that??”

Steve was worried for you but the voice of comfort that came from behind you calmed everyone in the room.

“Not now Steve.”

Robin eyed Eddie.

“How the hell did you do that? I was shaking her for like a minute and a half.”

You chuckled weakly but snuggled closer into Eddie. He was quiet so you spoke up.

“He’s my safe space Robin. If he’s okay, I’m okay. I just needed to know he was okay.”

Steve rolled his eyes but he was happy you were okay. Robin quirked an eyebrow but let it be for the evening. Eddie whispered softly into your ear.

“We will talk about your nightmares later baby. You can’t keep acting like everything is fine.”

A heavy sigh filled the air but you knew he was right. There was an awkwardness to the air but Robin wasn’t the subtle type.

“So I’m uncomfortable now. I’m gonna play the movie so we can focus on something other than the mental breakdown that Y/N doesn’t want to talk about right now.”

You could kind of tell that Steve and Robin were upset you hadn’t trusted them with what was going on in your head. Adjusting your body, you were still attached to Eddie but you patted the seat next to you.

“Come on. When I’m ready, I’ll talk. For now I just want to be with my best friends and my boyfriend. Okay?”

Eddie smiled and kissed your cheek. He’d be here when you were ready. Steve sighed and sat on the floor in front of you and Robin sat beside you. God you had no idea where you’d be without these weirdos.

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A/N: I hope the anon likes it!! Sorry if there are spelling errors it’s 2:50am and I’m on my phone. Thanks for the request!! ❤️❤️

#eddie survives #eddie x you #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #stranger things #steve the hair harrington #steve harrington #robin buckley #robin stranger things #steve stranger things

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katy-l-wood · 1 year

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Sigh.

Don't really want advice, I just need to vent a little. Gonna stick it under a readmore too, because it got a little long.

I'm burning out so bad at work. I love the idea of this business, it's super fun in theory, as is what I do there. But the way the business is run is a nightmare, and the job does not pay anywhere near what it should. And I thought that was going to get better this January, because the owner finally admitted that we need a full marketing department and asked me if I wanted to run it if I were to be given an appropriate raise, and I told him yes. Then we had our January meeting where we were supposed to discuss everything and he said he's actually decided to interview outside candidates and only consider me as one of them.

Which is fucking bullshit. I built this marketing department from the ground up. They didn't even have fucking business cards when I started. Every initiative I've done has gone massively well for being nothing but hit-the-bricks marketing with zero budget.

I get that, legally, they are required to post the job within the company, but they aren't legally required to post it outside the company as far as I can tell. (Nor have they ever done that before anyways...)

And before this was revealed to me, I sat in on an interview and all the owner talked about during the interview is how much he loves people coming into the business and finding their own way and building new skills. He went on and on about the two main people who have done that, and how much he values them. Neither of them had to reinterview against outside candidates to run the departments they now run. Just me.

I know why it's happening too, which makes it even more annoying. The owner has ZERO idea what I do. None. I do not report to him. Every time I'm in a meeting with him and start trying to explain stuff I get some version of "oh, I just don't understand all of that." I think there might also be a touch of not liking me because I stand up to him. There was a big issue with Twitter over the holiday marketing season because I explained how, despite being our best platform, Twitter was too unstable to be as useful as normal due to the Musk takeover and the owner went OFF about it, about how I shouldn't be "bringing politics into it." Nevermind that ANY corporate takeover is going to be destabilizing for a time and the man has never used Twitter in his life so how the hell would he know what's going on. (Also, not even 5 minutes later he told me he didn't want us using TikTok "because of the Chinese." What was that about not getting political, sir?)

It's really clear that I'm just never gonna get the respect and support I need at this job, despite how great my direct boss is. I'm also really fucking tired of working somewhere with an HR lady that can't do her job and refuses to give us direct deposit because it's "too hard" and doesn't put our accumulated sick time on our checks like she's supposed to because she can't figure out how to make the system do it, so we just have to email her if we want to know.

And I've been applying to jobs! I've had interviews! Some of them have seemingly gone well, it's just that none of them have gone all the way to hiring me.

Even if I get a new job it isn't going to fix the fact that I'm burnt out, because I can't afford to take time off between the jobs to actually rest. I've got, like, $100 in savings right now and nothing in checking until my paycheck shows up this week. (And because we don't have direct deposit, the check could show up anytime between Wednesday and Saturday, unless HR had some random shit come up and didn't get the checks out on time, which has happened before.)

And I should (should) have two weeks paid vacation now that I've hit my third year at this job, but I don't want to just use it all up in fucking January in case I am stuck here for the rest of the year, but I could really use those two weeks right now.

Then, in the background of all of this, is my art and writing stuff. Especially The Pits/its Kickstarter in a couple months. If that Kickstarter goes as well as I'm hoping I probably COULD afford to take some time off. But I won't know about that until the end of March when it finishes. And also, I really don't want to be putting all my baggage from my day job on this one project. That's not good for me OR the project.

I'm fucking tired. I was so close to finally getting ahead of all this before inflation hit last year. So fucking close. And then it all went away. I just want a job that pays me what I'm worth and respects what I can do. That shouldn't be so fucking hard.

#Venting

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korrasamibottles · 2 months

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Long tag game!! Thanks @nova-leaf @lilrobinbird for tagging me💖

How many tumblr accounts have you had before this one?

Just one! I made it in 2012 to look at Walking Dead and Supernatural gifs and eventually it just turned into a personal blog. I met two of my best friends there!! Unfortunately I'm locked out of it for now because I decided to be a responsible internet enjoyer and changed all my passwords and I uhh. I can't remember what I changed it to. And the email I used to sign up 12 years ago is long dead. So that blog might be gone forever. Life is a highway I'm gonna ride it all night long etc. etc.

How long have you been in fandom?

I had really intense Supernatural and MCU phases back in the day, and binged TLOK and ATLA in 2015 after the Korra finale (I watched Korra first and then atla, and I maintain that's the best way to do it😌) but I never really participated in the fandom, like I never talked to anyone or made anything. So I'm gonna say I've been in fandom since summer 2023 when I made this blog to post my tlok fic (couldn't post it on my old one. My face is/was all over it. You understand.) Everyone I've interacted with here is like. Shockingly nice. Idk why I expected to be beaten with hammers but umm it didn't happen so thank you all for that💖

Your favorite trope in fiction?

AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED!!!!! Also rivals coming together to fight a common enemy and then maybe coming together in a different way.....? That's good too.

Your favorite random fact?

There are vast, delicate fungal networks in the earth beneath our feet right now as we speak :) They wrap around tree roots and spread far and wide, connecting multiple trees with each other and allowing them to share water and nutrients. This is especially helpful for saplings, which often aren't able to get enough sunlight to make their own sugars. The fungal network helps ensure the survival of young trees, and in exchange it gets a share in the nutrients being passed between the trees!!!

Your favourite game or kind of game?

Saw trap.

A place you’d like to visit? (If carbon emissions, logistics and money weren’t in question)

Oh god literally anywhere. I want to get marinated in every culture and environment I think that would blow my mind in the best way. I do want to make it to Italy specifically at some point in my life because apparently I have cousins there? But then again what if they're weird and I don't actually want to meet them.....

An animal you’re irrationally afraid of?

I can't really think of any? As a kid I was terrified of big dogs, but that fear is like 99% gone now. Sometimes other people have their dogs off leash in the woods and I gotta say. I Do Not Like It when they come running up snarling barking jumping with their hair raised at me. But the vast majority of dogs are I encounter are nice, and when they aren't I just try to ignore them and keep walking lol.

What’s your favourite season?

Autumn 10000% and then winter. Then spring. Then summer. I hate being hot.

A smell that brings you nice memories?

So maybe this is weird but I really like the way horses smell? I was a farm girl growing up and always loved horses....a horse bit the top of my head once...a different horse broke my arm......still love them.

(If you’re ok talking about food. If not, delete this part) What’s your favorite food from where you were born? And what’s your favorite food from some place else?

My mom's Italian so it was all pasta all the time growing up...lasagna😭 Also chicken cacciatore but the pasta isn't the main event there. But yeah. Pasta tomato garlic basil.....I'm there babiee.

I'm also obsessed with Indian food and there's a place near me that has a vegetable korma that makes me cry.

What’s your favorite drink (if you drink alcohol, alcoholic and non-alcoholic)?

I don't drink alcohol anymore but I loooooooved rum & coke. Also hard cider.

As for regular drinks. I am 75% fruit juice by volume at all times.

Do you give your pets random table scraps?

My cat is a huge freak who turns her nose up at human food like she's literally too good for it. Sometimes I'll offer her a piece of cheese and she'll lick it, but that's it.

I don't know who has and hasn't been tagged already so if you want to do this. Do it🫵

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secret santa [eddie munson x reader]

A/n: this is 100% self indulgent. Don't ask me why I wrote this in the middle of summer.

Summary: you have to get Eddie a present for secret santa and Steve helps!! (FLUFF?) 1.9k

Warnings: mentions of shitty Christmases. I think this is it? It's just cute :)

“Who’d you get?” Steve poked his head over your shoulder and sneaked a peek at the little piece of paper in your hand. “Eddie!?”

“Shhh!” you nudged him, “Keep quiet!”

“What are you gonna get him? A trident?”

Rolling your eyes at Steve, you folded the note and stuffed it in your pocket.

“You know? Cause he’s a satanist?”

You blinked. “That is so wrong on so many- why am I even trying?”

“For someone with straight C’s, you know an awful lot about satanism.” Steve grinned, awfully close to your face. “Is that because you like him?”

“Don’t think I won’t slap you”

“Ok, ok, but seriously now, what are you gonna get him?”

“I don't know, something badass”

“A bat plushie, are you serious?” Steve scoffed and threw the toy back in the basket.

“Hey!” Without thinking twice, you picked it back up and petted its little head a few times. “Don’t listen to him, he’s just cranky because Nancy won’t take him back”

“That is absolutely not true-” Steve raised his voice as he pointed to the toy. “Don’t lie to him”

“Admit he’s a cutie” you grinned and brought the bat up to his face. “Say it”

Steve blinked in disbelief a few times and then stared at you as he spoke with not even a hint of a smile on his face. “Adorable”

“Was that so hard?” you giggled and moved along.

Moments later, something shiny caught your eye and you took off in that direction. Steve roamed around for a bit, catching up to you when your hands were almost already full.

“Are all of these for Eddie?” Steve gasped as he offered to help you carry them.

“No, don’t be ridiculous” you scoffed, “The Metallica shirt is for me”

“Yeah, no, of course, and the bunny ears are for Eddie”

“Yes” you nodded and at this point Steve was at a loss for words, confused out of his mind.

“...right”

“Right” you beamed, and started pointing at the stuff you were holding. “Ok, look what I have so far! This one right here is like a whole kit, but to be honest with you, I wanted it for the shampoo mostly. Like our hair textures are quite different, but I’m willing to bet heavy money on the fact that these right here will make his curls shine! And not to mention it’s the peach version which you can’t find anywhere! And also there’s a lipstick in there but its… not his color”

“Ok!” Steve laughed, “Shampoo and and a lipstick that’s not his color”

“... yeah and conditioner, 3 different masks, oil, leave-in cond-”

“Ok! Hair stuff, got it, what’s next?”

“Ok, so since that lipstick is a miss, I got him-”

“You got him one that’s his color?” Steve asked enthusiastically but you just squinted and rolled your eyes in confusion.

“No, don’t be ridiculous. I got him eye liner”

Steve opened his mouth to speak but then changed his mind. He just… smiled, so you continued.

“Oh, this!” you said, picking up a vinyl. “Young Americans is such a great album, but it's so easily overlooked! People go from Ziggy Stardust straight to the Berlin era which is such a shame”

“I love David Bowie” Steve exclaimed, “But it doesn’t really seem like Eddie’s style”

“You never know,” you shrugged. “This album means a lot to me, maybe it’ll mean something to him too”

“Ok” he nodded, his attitude much calmer than before. “What else?”

You were about to grab the poster you just picked out and roll it out for Steve to see but then stopped. “Listen, I’m not dumb, ok? I know what you’re thinking. You think all of these are stupid, don’t you?”

“No! No! I’m so sorry if I made you believe that, it’s just that I- I don’t know, they don’t seem to be very… Eddie”

“I mean, I only got stuff he can use inside his room without anyone seeing. My ex boyfriend never wore anything I bought for him, like he used to say I had no sense of style whatsoever. It’s not like I believe him or something, but like… the shampoo? This poster? The plushie? The vinyl? All of these? Are just for him, no one has to see them, you know? And I think they’re really cute, I’d like to receive this… Am I being stupid?”

“No!” Steve jumped to stop you. He was confident, looking you dead in the eye, more honest and serious than before. “No, absolutely not. This is literally the best present in the world. No one could’ve come up with a better gift.”

“You really mean that?”

“Absolutely!”

“Ok” you smiled weakly and grabbed a little black, shiny envelope. “Guess what’s in here?”

“Bobby pins?”

“Guitar picks!”

“Oh!” Stave laughed, “Ignore me, that was an obvious one”

“Yeah” you giggled along, “And they have little monkeys on them!”

“Of course they do” -

After paying for all the presents, you made your way to the car, stuffed them in the trunk and then returned for round two. It was Steve’s turn, and following your display of enthusiastic gift shopping, he was counting on you to do most of the work. And you happily did.

The next day at school, you were in your seat, leaning back as you watched your teacher call out names for the kids to come to the front and claim their gifts.

“Eddie Munson” she eventually said and the class went silent.

Your heart rate sped up. “Why isn’t he standing up?” you whispered to Steve who was sitting directly behind you.

“Do you want me to look?”

“No! He’ll know!”

“Eddie?” your teacher tried again.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry” Eddie eventually muttered and hurried to his feet. He clumsily rushed to the front of the class and stopped dead in his tracks when his eyes landed on the big, pink, sparkly gift bag. “This one?”

“Well, it says Eddie Munson, doesn’t it? There’s a little heart beside the name, so unless you’re Eddie Munson without a little heart, then yes, Eddie, this one's for you”

“Ok, then” he smiled shyly and grabbed the bag with both hands, “Thank you”

“Merry Christmas, honey” she said and then resumed distributing the gifts.

“Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“I think my ears are melting”

“Aww” he chuckled, “Are you nervous?”

“Yes, I’m fucking nervous!” you snapped back.

“Do you want me to look? See what he’s doing?”

“Yeah” you nodded, “But don’t make it too obvious”

You’d never know how casually Steve turned around, but for whatever reason, you doubted that he had been even the tiniest bit subtle.

“He’s elbow deep inside that bag, Y/n!” Steve said with enthusiasm. “I think he loves it!”

“What if he’s disgusted and is just looking around hoping to find something that he doesn’t hate?”

“You’re being ridiculous!”

“Steve?”

“Yes?”

“As soon as the bell rings, I’m gonna need you to distract him, ok? So I can get out of here”

“How exactly do you want me to do that!?”

“I don’t know,” you shrugged. “Wrestle. Tackle him to the ground, figure something out. You fought demogorgons, Eddie’s not gonna be a problem for you”

Steve sighed loudly, but didn’t argue with you.

When the bell rang, you didn’t linger around to see how Steve chose to distract Eddie. All you knew was that it worked, as you were able to sprint out of that classroom and hide in the girls bathroom before the next class started - a class Eddie wasn’t in.

You didn’t really pay attention to anything that the teacher had said, instead just made up scenarios and thought of all the different things about your present that Eddie could possibly hate.

As soon as that class was over too, you stood up and left the building. Fairly sure there was no chance for Eddie to be already outside, you didn’t bother to hide or look around. You just walked down the main path, lost in thought, when you heard your name being called.

Before getting a chance to turn around you felt a gentle hand grab your elbow, and your breath stopped.

“Hey, Y/n, are you in a hurry?”

“No, yeah, yeah, no, I’m-” you mumbled and shook your head, “No, I’m not in a hurry, why? What’s up?”

“I blinked earlier and you were gone” Eddie chuckled, “I wanted to, I don’t know, it feels kinda weird getting this present. I feel like it’s not even for me”

“Why not?”

“No, no, no!” he jumped to reassure you, “I saw the little bat, he’s adorable, I know it’s for me… I’m just saying… I don’t know what I’m saying. Thank you!” He finally cleared his throat. “Thank you so much”

“You like it?” you asked, eyes open wide.

“Do I like- I love it, Y/n, it’s by far the best present I’ve ever gotten”

“Really, because-”

“Don’t bring up the fact that last year I didn’t get anything for secret santa-”

Your heart broke. “What do you mean? Why didn’t you get anything?”

“I don’t know” Eddie answered and shrugged, “It’s fine, I don’t mind but like that’s why I was so shocked when the teacher called my name”

“I’m sorry” you said softly, and looked into his eyes. “You should’ve gotten something!”

“I did!” Eddie exclaimed and pointed at the gift from you, “This makes up for every failed Christmas-”

“Failed Christmases!?” you whined. Your nose started to itch as tears built up in your eyes. “Do you really wanna make me cry right now?”

“No, no, no, never” he shook his head. “Don’t cry! It was just a joke!”

“I know it wasn’t, but I’m not gonna push you. Just… I’m sorry for all those things, and in case I managed to make this one eve the tiniest bit better, I’m really happy”

“You really did, thank you, sweetheart” Eddie grinned and opened his arms, “Can I hug you?”

“Yes” you laughed.

Eddie brought you against his chest in a sweet but firm embrace and when you pulled away, it seemed like he was about to say something. But he closed his mouth, waved his hand dismissively, and nodded towards his van.

“What?” you questioned, not moving an inch.

“Nothing!”

“It seemed like you were about to ask something. Is it about the hair products? There’s an instruction manual in there, in case-”

Eddie scratched the top of his head and avoided your eyes as a smile peaked at the corner of his lips. “It wasn’t about the hair things”

“Then?”

“I just… wanted to ask if you wanted to… maybe yeah, about the hair products. Like, maybe you wanted to come over? You could show me how to use them?”

“Oh!” you beamed, “Sure, yeah, I can do that”

“And the eyeliner! I always wanted to try it”

“Deal! Yes!”

After that, Eddie offered to drive, and as you made your way to his van, he started waving the bag around and sighed. “You know, this is the best present ever, but I hate that there isn’t something I can just, put on, I don’t know, wave around, like carry with me, so that everyone sees. Oh-” he belted, “The bunny ears!”

“Oh my god” you laughed out loud when you saw him put them on.

“How do I look?”

“Very… metal”

“Good” Eddie nodded and threw his arm around your shoulders. “I absolutely love them”

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incarnateirony · 4 months

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FBBC are not moving brewing anywhere. All their brewing for distribution was already done off site by a mass non dedicated fbbc facility which will continue to happen. No in-house brewing for the taproom anymore and they laid off their main day to day person (Shelby) their brewer, their social media manager and another tap room staff member. Some of us live and work here, don’t belittle us with “expanding” especially when the people in charge have been apologetic and honest.

"Some of us live and work there" says person trying to incorporate themselves anonymously in "some of us" without committal language, showing definitional psychopathy in the interest of attempting to spread your false information.

They had a 15 barrel keg system. It is not enough to keep up with national distribution. They did lay off the guy, because he has less experience in what they're leaning into for new IPA variants and was essentially an apprentice, they got them a Real Beer Boy Now. Cope.

For people that work and live there you sure are shit at knowing what he's told his friends and employees

I know you miserable hobgoblins in wigs love rooting for failure but you're just gonna come up empty handed here. You're all such miserable piles of shit that hate your lives you want to pretend you understand his P&L, or his business assets. Or his supply and demand issues being the good kind. Or his upped hiring requirements. Or anything. You are miserable leeches that want everyone to be as much of a miserable failure as you are and look online for people to peck at for it, and it doesn't change reality. He's successful, you're not. And FBBC is fine and on a growth curve. Sorry to disappoint the banshees in the room looking for blood to feel better about themselves.

Pretending, anonymously, and fakely, that you working there as Rando McGee, which you probably don't, because it actually has a very limited staff, and they're basically all accounted for, that you "working OR living" near him gives you insight to why he's buying up larger facilities and moving production/releasing the old apprentice for a new master. You don't get business wits about what the actor is doing because you share air with him.

Now, if you are, somehow, amidst a group where SOMEONE is telling the truth of being an employee, you might advise them to shut their trap, because it won't be hard to figure out who it is. Because they'd either need to be an unloyal fan or some part time shitheaded employee that feels important for serving Celebrity Beer. Because anyone who knows what the fuck is happening is accounted for. so you know. If you're this vicious or misinformed you're on a very limited list of idiot candidates.

All this tells me is you spoiled brats don't understand the phase of downsizing and asset redistribution for growth plans. Holy shit. Get a job. Get a business.

Some of us have had far more genuine information for years running direct from sources or at worst second degree. To use your very whiny and sensitive phrase as a reaction to your false narrative shattering and people questioning you, "Don't belittle us."

Go back to your trust fund or husband and 2.5 kids and leave the grownups to talk about business. Yall gonna scream sexist too like that doesn't collectively describe 99% of you lifeless pieces of shit accurately. It's not your gender, it's your self hatred fused to privilege being turned into everyone else's problem while you wave your hands like a toddler telling adults how the world works because it's never been relevant or a challenge you've had to deal with in your bubbles. I am literally fucking over being explained by the upper class middle aged version of basement dwellers how a world they've never acted in works. We don't have to humor your shit, man (gn).

I will ABSOLUTELY belittle the shit out of you until you learn to stay in your lane and stop pretending you can manifest your AO3 RPF fics to reality with a llittle Intentional Misunderstanding And Elbow Grease.

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boyswanna-be-her · 1 year

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Unrelated to anything else other than the desire to be the best me possible, I've been getting sober all on my own and it sucks! So bad! No wonder people don't normally do this shit alone!

I've been making room in my life all year to change my relationship with alcohol. It's a big part of why I've been spending very little time alone, staying super active and busy, busting my ass to never be bored.

And uh. I'm scared to be alone with myself in Colorado! I'm my own best drinking buddy, I'll be alone and lonely and far away from any cities, and the house I'm going to is basically an open bar.

I don't want feedback on this at all. I don't even want to discuss it. But I've really been working hard as fuck on my sobriety, and trying to vaguely express myself about it here because I don't have anywhere else to put it. And my brain is having a hard time reaching a new contentment/happiness set point without alcohol. I know it'll be worth it, but I haven't done life without self-medicating in more than a decade (barring the two months of sobriety i completed after having a total meltdown about jonathan's suicide). And it's fucking hard. I don't remember how to be bored, I don't remember how to get my brain to shut the fuck up at night. I'm scared that it's gonna be too hard and I'll fail, or that I'll get there but then being sober will be boring and not worth it and I'll drink again as a crutch and everyone will feel sad about that. I'm scared that there will never be enough activities and causes and friends to fill up the huge pit that alcohol has occupied in my life and self and personality since my 20s. I'm worried that when my parents finally notice that I stop after nursing one glass of wine all night, our relationship is going to deteriorate like it did the last time I tried to get sober.

But a bigger part of me just feels super lonely and tired of working so hard all in the dark, 24 hours a fucking day, so here I am weeping out of nowhere while I'm doing laundry and being super vulnerable for a bunch of people who I barely talk to and often don't even read my shit in good faith. Idk. Im in a rotten mood even though I'm doing so much good stuff. I wish everything I wanted didn't have to be so fucking difficult.

I need a hug so fucking bad it's unreal but there is not a single person I trust in my real life to know that I even am struggling in the first place.

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fishedeyelenz · 6 months

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Fishy!! *starts sobbing* *starts really sobbing* *ooouugh is sobbing hard* ough that was a terribly sweet thing to say! One day I will get off of anon probably, probably soon, I just gotta hype myself up! I just get, nervous lol. It feels like people will see my face and know me, and then like I’ll feel deep shame for how very empty my blog is with reblogs and things, for even though I have been lurking on tumblr for, *looks at watch* a freaking long time lol, I STILL am only just learning how to reblog and do o e or two things, for I have all this time been to scared about messing something g up or doing something wrong lol! So yeah yeah, I’m just. A slow little guy. But yes! *mwah* very sweet, thank you!!

And I will HISS. AT HIM. Do you hear me? HISS!!! That boy will not be allowed anywhere near my wee little concertina unless under supervision, the little toddler. And he will have to practice gently holding my hand before he can gently breathe on my baby. And when he gets angry and goes to smash my precious instrument, I will actually tackle him. You don’t understand my conviction I’m telling you. Or I’ll bow up to him and like, raise my hands and hiss at him like a raccoon, and he will understand, he will FEEL the threat, for he is also a raccoon!! (Your raccoon Billy is actually precious to me) I’ll bite him, he is not the only one that bites, and he will learn that so help me. Unfortunately we both seem to have rather animal like behavior habits, so I’m sure we would look not unlike how kittens puff up and swat and hiss at each other….but such is life.

But on the flip side, HOW WONDERFUL TO HAVE A BILLY PARROT!!! It would actually be quite perfect I believe, since I too squawk out songs and will sing badly on purpose….it just seems so very fun, to be parrots together! I wonder if he can whistle? There’s so many small things I like to daydream doing with my blorbos, I’d like to try to whistle with him, and show him how I can wiggle my ears, and watch him try! See if he can cross one eye, but keep the other straight, and then switch them!! See if he can make a circle with his tongue and blow through it, just…sweet things, that make him feel normal, and like a little kid, and that are fun!! I’m just way too soft and these thoughts torment me ugh. We could try doing cartwheels (I’ll die, I bloody can’t do them, I can’t even open water bottles most of the time, but boy howdy I can dream), I could show him how to wiggle his toes a certain way, and pick things up with his toes! Cause it would seem like he probably never had the chance to try I imagine….its bloody fun lol!! (I can text with my toes, when I showed my mama she freaking lost it) I could show him how to roller skate!! I’m sure they’ll be…many casualties.

Would he appreciate cat like affection? For once again, unfortunately, I unironically behave like an animal in many ways. As a greeting to my parents I “bonk” my head to there’s, and I actually nuzzle into it. Most of the time I won’t actually say anything or any words, I make this specific sounds that everyone somehow knows is like, me greeting them, or saying hello, or an acknowledgment. And then instead of responding with words, many times I make this….sound..? This…almost squeak? LIKE A CAT. Would he appreciate such behavior? When my sister moved back home for a little bit, she was GREATLY amused by my daily habits. *nods* I believe he would be too.

And lord have mercy, I’m gonna be real with you fishy. I MAY have gotta a little watery eyed looking at all the bean and Camille mood boards, with a dash of Billy in there. BECAUSE THEY ARE SO SWEET. So sweet!! So wholesome!!! When I look at them I just wanna grab up my nieces and squeeze them!!! And then snuggle and cuddle with them for they hold my heart. (And I’m gonna have a new little nephew!! SUBLIME!!!!! I’ll teach him how to bite and scratch)

HELLO!!! sorry for the kinda of late reply, college started up again and my schedule is hectic 😭😭😭 one of the reasons I'm not posting much of any longer form content lmao. Maybe when I get back to he groove again...

Anyway!!! Don't feel bad! Everything is a learning process and everyone is bound to make mistakes, if you can even make mistakes in blogging lol. It's your blog after all, you use it how you wanna, and anyone who has a problem with that you are free to block lol. But I'm sure nobody will be mad at you for not reblogging things a lot!! Even likes are like little kisses to me </3 But take your time, a d go at your own pace, however you feel comfortable :3 I love receiving your anons just as much as I would if you want asks from your blog

Hehe yeah, keep all things precious away from him for a good long while, till you build up trust with him. It might take a long time though.... showing dominance does help, but it might make him horny lol. But ah well, what can you do? Anyway, thank you about the Raccoon Billy :3 Very proud of him. Funnily enough, being in the black Christmas fandom is what made a furry lol. So many of my mutuals are furries, it was just a matter of time till I gave in. It's fun to draw animals with human anatomy wearing little outfits!!! Will never get the furry haters lol. Billy would be a furry in my opinion... I guess he would like it then, that you have animal manerism. Truly made for each other <3

AWW YESS PARROT TIME!!! he would love you joining in with the singing, and would try to out sing you honestly, in terms of volume. Be ready for a lot of noise complaints lmao. I do believe he would probably know how to whistle, as he is very talented with his voice, he would have probably come to train himself to whistle to, to imitate certain birds (for camouflage reasons, I personally hc him hating birds imo). He would probably love to do and try the other things you mentioned, as it would probably be a great distraction from his usual mental torment. Ask him to do these things when he is in a good mood tho ofc. The toe thing he would love to learn especially, since he could use it to be more sneaky. All in all, these activities would offer a great opportunity to help heal his inner child.

Bro is a cat honestly. I think the first time he offers affection by himself he would do it in a cat-like way, without you doing it at first. Head bonks all the way. Nuzzling. Flopping down so you can give him a belly rub. Even knows how to purr. He would honestly be so content you do the same things as he does, having learned to be affectionate from all the cats he had in secret growing up. This is the way he shows love naturally, and you not forcing him to act any different would truly make him feel loved. He would even bite you out of great love he feels for you.

Awe 🥹 thank you. I'm glad you liked them so much, I always try to make them sweet, even though they are mostly crack. And congratulations!!! I'm sure you and your family are happy to welcome him!!! I'm so happy for you!!! May the two of you be creatures together!!!

#asks #billy lenz

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teddyrb · 2 years

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I’m happy here

Robin Buckley x Fem!reader

Genre - Fluff.

Warnings - Mentions of homophobia.

Summary - Reader expresses to Robin their lack of desire to go to college whilst Robin tries to persuade them at first.

A/N - This is awful, I’m sick at the moment so that’s probably why. It’s also excessively short because my migraine is making it hard to look at a screen for too long.

Word count - 441

Robin was sat patiently listening to you rant, watching you walk back and forth across the floor. "I don't see what the big deal is! I don't want to go to college, I'm happy here." You spoke pacing around your girlfriends room.

You looked over at Robin who nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, I get it. I don't want you to leave either." She spoke softy, readjusting herself on her bed .

"I'm not bothered about spending the rest of my life working in a supermarket, why do I have to have these massive goal in life. All I want is to be happy with you, that's a battle enough never mind the coursework and the people. I have friends here, I have you, Steve, Dustin, Lucas and Mike."

She was trying to understand you, but she also wanted what was best for you. "I know, but you'll regret it if you don't go."

"Robin, I won't. I don't want to be apart from you, long distance relationships are hard to maintain and if I go far away we'll have timezone differences too. What if I make friends with the wrong people, people who won't accept me, accept us. Robin, I know who's safe here - Steve already knows we're together and he covers for us - I don't see why I should go anywhere else - I don't wanna go anywhere without you." Robin got off of her bed and walked over to you. She wrapped her arms around you and shushed you.

"You're acting like we're not going to be here when you get back. Y/N, I love you and nothing is going to change that." You nodded your head at her words.

Sighing you looked her in the eyes. "I love you too. But I don't want to go, how the hell am I gonna know now what I'm going to want ten years from now. It'd stupid, I don't even know what I want for breakfast tomorrow how can I go off and plan for the rest of my life based on something I don't care about." You pulled yourself away from her. "I'll do whatever keeps me with you. So long as we can keep a roof over our head and afford food I don't care about what I have to do to keep us together."

Robin held your hand. "You don't have to go, nobody's forcing you but if you're holding off because of me, don't."

"I'm not, I truly don't care about college. I'm happy where I am and so long as I'm relaxed and healthy, I don't care about anything else. You're just a bonus."

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eneablack · 8 months

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Hii i just came across your blog and would love to know your opinion, okay so I know a good amount about the harry potter world but have never been interested in shifting there until lately i have been intrigued in shifting to the marauders era something abiut it seems like home idk, maybe the way people describe the marauders or that its set in the 70s. But i know it comes with a lot of responsibility so would you recommend me to shift there with the little information i have on them? and what would be something you recommend me scripting.

Also if I were to shift there in 2nd year would i know how to use a wand and all the knowledge from the prior years.?? Im just so scared that once im there i wouldn't be able to use my wand properly 😭

Heyy!

You don’t have to get a lot of information to shift to a specific place, unless it’s a dangerous reality so at that point you have to know where you’re going, but in this case I’d tell you to not overthink it and just shift. But for example if you don’t plan on scripting the war /voldemort out then I suggest to script some safety details.

For the script part, I admit that I scripted mostly useless things that I like, but more generally I also scripted that the houses are immune to be heavily stereotyped because for example I am a slytherin and I don’t want to be considered as selfish and evil lol, or maybe ravenclaws as boring and bookworms, and so on. I also scripted that I get good grades on all exams without trying because trust me the classes are very difficult (i had some problems with potions mostly), especially if you can’t focus or take notes. If you plan on playing quidditch script that you can’t fall or be hit anywhere on the body/not get hurt, it’s a very aggressive sport. Also, idk if it’s the same for others who shift there too, but most people at Hogwarts are lowkey snob and think high of themselves and are competitive, so if you find it annoying script them to be more friendly and chill. Then I scripted that Hogwarts’ rules are not so strict, I recommend this especially if you’re gonna be part of the marauders so jokes and fun and mischief won’t get you into serious trouble. I scripted Voldemort out but that’s up to you. Finally, I scripted that wizards are known to muggles so we don’t have to be careful, they just are way rare so people judge them a lot, in my case some people feared us and some people idolised us, and some just thought we are kind of the antichrist lmao.

For the other question, don’t worry - you will remember everything! It’s not difficult at all once you’re there because you always existed in that reality so you’re used to that wand and all the other things. Some people find it hard to adjust and need more time, other people know instantly how to do stuff, it depends on the person but really don’t overthink this.

Remember that shifting is something that is supposed to be fun, so just go and do it instead of worrying so much. Good luck <33

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