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findafight · 1 year

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Okay I kept thinking about this post and Steve being a BNF of Corroded Coffin message board of the internet of yore.

Alright so way back in the nineties Suzie hooks everyone up with the internet, yes? Yes. Eddie and Steve got together in '92 after some mutual pining and a few disastrous relationships that couldn't handle 1) Steve and Robin's general QPR clinginess 2) Eddie's intensity 3) the secrecy required if having multiple years of monster fighting and subsequent NDAs and the trauma associated therein. They're older and more settled and ready for an Adult Relationship.

Corroded Coffin is gaining traction and doing really well and the internet is still a brave new frontier, so Steve says to Eddie something like "I'm going to see if there's some message boards about you 🥰" and find them he sure does. So he makes accounts and posts under the username EddiesOnlyGroupie because he's hilarious and also the mods banned him from using EddieMunsonsHusband (he figured it was fine on the internet because nobody actually knew who he was but APPARENTLY NOT homophobia lives on in the digital age). He gets pretty well known in the Corroded Coffin fandom, most assuming he's a woman because he will go off on how hot Eddie looked at a gig. Like. Saying unhinged internet shit because 1) true and 2) he and Eddie think it's so funny. Everyone kinda believes the groupie thing too because of all the performance pics he's able to post and how he'll sometimes offer tidbits if knowledge about the band.

When they transition from chatrooms to livejournal etc he follows, with the same username. He's kind of a legend by the mid aughts. EOG is the acronym people use when discussing theories on his identity, and he's like "guys I'm literally his only groupie it's self explanatory. Guys why don't you believe me Eddie hasn't slept with anyone but me since 1992. We're basically married". He goes "it's not a mystery we literally are in love and Jeff and I go to Cubs games and cry when they inevitably lose together. Gareth is Godfather to my cats" (Eddie is still offended that he was not named Sassafras and Moonshine's godfather when Steve and Robin adopted them in '89). No one believes him.

Possibly because he still thirsts after Eddie and whenever someone posts a new Eddie pic those in the know wait for him to pop up with comments like "I want to bite his neck omg" "he has no ass but nobody is perfect I'll settle between his thighs anyway" and "literally a crime I am not married to him right now what the fuck" As twitter grows he swoops in to grab his handle, and follows a bunch of other CC fan accounts (some of them old friends, some of them new to the scene)(EOG 100% has his own fanlore page, which also has speculation on who he is and how he gets all the bts pics. It also doesn't believe when he says what it says on the tin. He's Eddie's only groupie.)

tumblr and tiktok come round and Steve is like. Openly horny on main. He's seen some shit go down on the internet but he's still commenting on Eddie fan edits that are title shit like "why am I attracted to this middle-aged white man" and "retro cc fancam" with things like "I'd let him lick the inside of my ear and only bring it up to tease him on special occasions" "his FINGERS" "back in '89 Jeff and Howie and Claire staged a mutany over this song because they were 'sick of Eddie only writing about biting bats' lmao" and "Jeff is my favourite member of cc"(just to stir the pot)

Eddie comes out in the 2010's and he's like "yeah I've been in a long term relationship with someone who is usually mostly a man kinda (gender is fucky) for the past twenty years, lol. His name's Steve. I love him a lot even if he mocks me online." and of course EOG comments "the mods of that old message board should have let me keep my original handle of EddieMunsonsHusband. When're you gonna make it reality, Munson? smh" and everyone is like Huh?? EOG is a MAN? And he's like yeah? Sometimes?? Not always?

(He 100% thinks this is him telling people he's Eddie's Steve. They don't get the message)

Anyways life goes on Steve continues to thirst under pictures of Eddie, he has his pronouns and name in his bio on twitter (Steve, he/him, she/her, Eddie Munson's first and only groupie 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ ) and continues to post behind the scenes photos that shockingly few people question (she always says "because I'm his groupie" though. He and Eddie think this is VERY funny and also true. Robin groans. They've been making the same joke for two decades.) and people believe it because Eddie has interacted EOG sometimes, liking photos or videos, commenting sometimes. (Steve has a more professional realname account that he rarely uses but Eddie usually tags Steve there)

And THEN Internet user EddiesOnlyGroupie says he's taking a few weeks off for her honeymoon because "I'm finally marrying the man of my dreams!" And people are happy for him but also bummed because Eddie is also taking a two week hiatus but EOG promises wedding and honeymoon photos. (Face reveal! Sorta!)((he doesn't get why people are excited because he's pretty sure he's been in a lot of Eddie's recent pictures, but whatever)

Imagine the Internet's surprise when Eddie Munson posts a collection of pictures spanning '86 to his 2016 wedding of him and Steve, including one of Steve looking seriously at an old desktop computer, captioned "Steve starting his internet career" and tags EOG.

Steve qrt with "I told yall. I'm his only groupie, and they should've let me keep EddieMunsonsHusband even if they WERE homophobic. Because now it's TRUE"

Niche internet community drama chaos ensues.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #rockstar eddie munson #rockstar!eddie #cc bnf steve #stranger things #this is cleaned up from a version i word vomited in a discord group lol #also Sassafras and Moonshine are steve and Robin's rescue cats they got when they went to adopt one but then found out they were bonded #and stobin had already agreed that theyd eventually get two cats and call them sassafras and moonshine after Stone Soul Picnic #so when faced with platonic soulmate Cat Edition with the names they already wanted. it was a sign.#finda's rambles #finda writes stuff #genderqueer steve harrington

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v1model · 5 months

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merge

#v1model #ultrakill #mirage ultrakill #ultrakill mirage #dect #ultrakill dect #i know nobody's asking but i'm not too interested in drawing stuff for DECT. DGMW i love it and its beautiful characterization #that being said though i'm really uncomfortable with topics of like coming to terms with death and (idgaf if its cringe) v2's death as well #im not a v2 is alive truther in a way v2's death is rlly the only literary direction its path could take but also. cc death makes me squirm #anyways though i just pulled this out of my ass pls enjoy you mirage truthers. i'll still draw her ofc! just not in dect #tw death mention #cw death mention #the text that i wrote here is also stuff i write on behalf of my own personal grapplings with thanatophobia and etc

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ccrites · 8 days

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Signal Lost

I've had something happen to me that's so incredible and that I could have never hoped, something so touching and so unbelievable that it made me rethink a whole lot of stuff: a wonderful reader on Ao3 started reading my long-form fic (101k words!!!) and commented basically every chapter after a certain point. And wow, I would have never thought something like this might happen.

And yeah, it is my first fic with plot in it, yeah I will never believe it to be perfect, but it's good enough. And receiving all those emails from Ao3 really was the highlight of my days over the course of which I saw said reader slowly go through all my favorite parts!

And so I wish to give it some spotlight here, while I'm finishing up my school year and work and whatever! I will post this here for now, but I will drop chapters every few days and make a Masterlist for it this weekend. I have too many loose ideas in my head so this is just to pass the time till the brain worms wiggle all in the same direction

So without further ado:

Link to AO3 here : Signal Lost - a John Price x reader fic

----- here's a blurb to pique your interest!

“I don’t think I’ve ever received a document as classified as this one. What am I supposed to do with it, Kate?” he says, dragging his thumb across the pile of papers, each file filled with more ink than the last.

“You asked for proof, there’s your proof,” Laswell says.

“You said you’ll bring someone competent, and who can help us, this doesn’t tell me shit.” He stares blankly at the screen, tired. She stares back.

“The Captain specifically asked to keep this under wraps.”

He rubs at his face, scratching at his beard. It’s getting long again.

“Who is he, anyway?”

“I can’t tell you that.”

He groans again, picking up the file on top. No photo, no name, no age, no height, weight, no nothing . And he thought Simon was secretive.

“What can you tell me?”

“It’s the closest we’ve ever gotten to him. Did things a particular way.”

He shifts through the papers. “And the discharge?”

“Left after the entire team got wiped out. Messy stuff.”

“That why he doesn’t show his face?” He bends forward, grabbing the cigar from the ashtray and bringing it to his lips.

“John.” Her voice carries a heavy warning.

“Just sayin’,” he says, biting around the cigar with one side of the mouth. “What kinda captain doesn’t go down with his men?”

“Got enough guilt as is. You’re lucky I convinced them.”

They both remain silent. They know the missions would be a slippery slope. One wrong move and a war is started. He puffs a cloud of smoke.

“Anything else?” John asks.

Kate looks to the side, her face illuminated by another screen. He can see her hesitate, her lips are pursed in a thin line as if she’s debating her options.

“You’ve worked together before.”

His face lights up. “Finally! Who?”

Her face immediately hardens back up. “Can’t tell, John, my hands are tied.” She sighs. “You were still a Lieutenant.”

Years ago then. He mentally catalogs everyone he’s ever worked with, but he knows that at that age, he was throwing himself at every available mission, wanting to make a name for himself. “So an old fart then? How’s that gonna help us?” If the guy was a Captain when he was still a Lieutenant, and he felt himself grow old, he can’t imagine who Laswell is bringing back from the dead.

Laswell’s face distorts, he knows he’s pushing her buttons, but he has to know.

“Not older than you John.”

His eyebrows raise. “Oh?”

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returning to the military to hunt Makarov is hard enough, to do it with your past lover is even harder. a "friends to lovers to enemies to friends and back to lovers" story

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Tags and other CW: will be posted for each chapter containing warnings for more hardcore stuff (i.e., torture and angst namely), but this is a fanfic, with smut, so if you want all the tags feel free to check the ao3 link bc there are a LOT and I am lazy to retype them all here

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selenealwayscries · 1 year

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fuck you *puts your fairydog in hanfu*

#mcyt #last life #last life smp #trafficblr #rendog #ldshadowlady #fairy fort #. yknow what ill tag this as #fairydog #as well even tho that tag is populated by val and dust at this point #anyways . my hanfu agenda going well as you can tell #i wish i have more canon excuses to draw block people in hanfu tho #like its fun to headcanon stuff but its still more exciting to get canon content of something . if that makes sense #id die for mote asian rep in mcyt spaces o(-( like not just ccs either #i want more non asian ccs to take inspirations from asian cultures . build asian architecture inspired bases #heck . write lore with asian myths and folk legends as inspiration #as long as you do research and do shit respectfully i know at least 5 people who would literally throw parties over them #anyways if yall see me reblogging hanfu posts youll know why #anyways anyways . my bones are killing me so goodbye #catgirl supreme

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regal-bones · 2 years

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do you have a synopsis for curated curios? :3 The art looks super interesting!

Oh thats such a fun question!!! I guess I've never posted like a general synopsis before - lemme ramble!

Curated Curios is an anthology of short stories set in this fantasy universe I have built up. Each chapter is a short story from somewhere across The Continent, (which if you click here I have an interactive map of!) Some chapters are standalone short stories exploring the world, and others will contribute to an underlaying story.

Oh, also - there is an underlaying story. We follow the masked Curator and his crew on a voyage across the world. Having just rounded the first half of The Continent and braved the Western Deadlands (which if interests you, is a lil web novella you can go read for free right now!), the ship now rests at the southernmost tip of the Shale Flats. They follow the coast counterclockwise, on route to the warm wind from the north, and looking for a mysterious Her.

What are the intentions of this masked cult? Who is She? And what lies underneath that golden mantle...

And, I feel like I'm boosting this all the time, if you want to get a general vibe for the Curator's storyline, please check out this video!

But yeah, thats pretty much the gist! If you have a look through my tumblr I post pretty constantly about this universe in the little writings underneath my art. In fact, a few of the swords I made last month were from this story or the universe!

FAMILY HEIRLOOM - Redwood! This is quite an important sword

ASYMMETRICAL - The Curator's Blade

LANTERN - From the Island of Ghosts

CHAIN - A trapped Auramic Entity

SHELL - From Chiton

VEINED - From Marrun

WITCH - From the Pinelands

Also mainly for new followers (which, hello! thank you all for joining me!) if you like magic items, and want to explore this world even more there's 59 magic items I've made for this world, all usable in your DnD games! Going to add the mentioned swords above to this list when I get the time to write up their stats!

If you can spare a coin, this project is entirely funded by my Patrons, which is just £1! The first chapter is free! Click here!

And you can read the rest here!

Thank you for the ask, and sorry for this post ended up so big! If you ever have questions about the project, as you can tell I am eager to GUSH at a moments notice! Thank u again! <3

#i will utilise my degree in creative writing or die trying #but THANK YOU this was cathartic #and yes ! to all my new followers who joined over the month #hello hello! i hope you stick around!#maybe read a story?#but until I can get Sprout stuff off of the ground CC is on a little standstill #BUT maybe ill get one of the unrelated fun short stories out to you all soon?#want to explore the backstory of the veined sword 👁

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prismaticpichu · 10 months

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An arachnophobic Zack watching in awe as Sephiroth, instead of squashing the spider he discovered in his apartment, gingerly releases it on the windowsill.

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“Wow, bud…” Zack sounds almost sheepish. “I didn’t know you liked spiders.”

Sephiroth shrugs, a certain thoughtfulness in his eyes as he tosses the paper towel out. “They’re…. perfectly fine creatures.” Though he is admittedly fascinated by their webbing patterns, yes, he can’t deny that there is more motivating him than simply that. More plucking at him, reaching deeper strings.

A pensive, weary look crosses the warrior’s face, his gaze suddenly heavy with stones of the past. Somewhat faraway. Floating.

Zack’s sheepishness is eclipsed by concern. “Seph? You okay, pal?”

He can never hide things from Zack anymore. Not that he wishes to.

Sephiroth again shrugs, lightly huffing. “There’s countless people and monsters that have fallen by my hand. Almost all of them were in the line of duty. Against my control.” He glances at the window, where the spider has already vanished into the velvet night, free and safe and spared.

“I try to do right when that control is mine.”

Zack watches his friend for several beats, letting a swathe of silence stretch between them. And then he gets up, from the couch where he had taken cover, making his way across the room to pull his friend into a warm, proud hug.

He squeezes tight, a gentle smile pressed into the leather collar.

“…And they called you a Demon.”

#ffvii #sephiroth #zack fair #crisis core #fangirl #floof #weenie hut jrs #I’ve been slow on Zack & Seph stuff shdhdhdhd this is still like the heart of the blog lmao #bite-sized writing #idk what to call these- like cinnamon roll bites of a fic #pichu writing #i know he’s like canonically a LITTLE bit more vicious- even in CC- but I like squishy heart seph

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crumbleclub · 10 months

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hmm.

the afton kids having complicated methods of hiding information or contraband from william.

#especially true for family business au but he def goes thru their stuff in canon as well #he has all those cameras for fuck's sake #forget a journal with a lock. elizabeth in particular probably goes to the library and finds ways to encode information #so that it looks entirely innocent. like in drawings even #mike and evan def hide stuff too but my take on libby is that she's a kid genius so she's prob the most sophisticated #evan probably has the best hiding places for himself and mike hides objects more #i can also see him being a visual learner who has to draw and write to figure out ideas #but if he didn't want william to see he'd do it by scratching in the dirt or with soap on a window or smth he could easily wash away later #fnaf #cw abuse #afton siblings #afton kids #michael afton #evan afton #cc afton #elizabeth afton #william afton

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cloned-eyes · 11 months

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Because your boy deserves all the care and affection he can get!

Somebody left a note to Jenot so that only he could find it, the first part of the message was written hastily or with a lot of anger within.

Can you explain to me where you've been THIS time? You know very well that these checkups need to happen, do you think it's fun for me to wait for you to show up every time and worry about it? I swear, next time I'll report you to your general, I'm sick of it!

It seemed like the one who wrote this paused here, the writing changes all of a sudden, the handwriting got really neat as if every word was chosen very carefully.

I know you're hiding and I know you don't want any of this. Be angry. Be angry at me if you want. I know you're blocking my datapad messages. I don't care but I cannot allow you to harm yourself, not like that.

She stopped writing again. What the hell was that all about? She wasn't good with words, she was good at her job, with her hands, but definitely not a psychologist. But she would never forget the day she saw him for the first time. It had not been easy for her, the first time in the GAR was hard. At the beginning she had been over-motivated and full of idealism, she could do something, help off the battlefield, but that had changed quickly after the first badly injured clones were brought in. She was used to a lot from her job, but this experience had traumatized her, because most of the men she could not help, except to hold their hand briefly. And if she could, many of them were so severely traumatized that they were eliminated after a short time. Dealing with the clones and seeing how they were treated had been a shock for her and the fact that she could hardly do anything about it still tortured her, since it went against everything she had sworn an oath for.

The day CT-1313 was brought in had been particularly bad. Nearly the entire 331st Battalion was wiped out, those who actually made it there died under her hands or were forbidden to take further action. Jenot had been doubly lucky, firstly that this Jedi General had saved him and not left him for dead, and secondly because he had known where to take him. The sight that awaited her had been horrible, but the months before had made her so numb that it hardly shocked her anymore. But she had known immediately that she could save HIM, it was possible, even if she had to try to work around the protocol. She was so excited that she could finally do something and the ambition had caught her. It had taken long and difficult procedures to save his life and after the work was done, she had been so full of pride of her achievement that she had almost forgotten the cost it came with.

Jernot had been traumatized so badly and filled with such hatred that she feared she would never be able to allow him to return to duty again. His guilt was tearing him apart and she had asked herself every day since if she had done the right thing, had it been right to save him and force this life on him. Since then, not a day had gone by that she hadn't tried everything to make him feel better, to find his old self again. She got attached to him in a way she never allowed to any of the clones before and she took his hostility and anger towards her without any resistance because she felt responsible for his fate. For this very reason, she could not allow him to give up everything after this long and rough road they had already been down.

Please just a quick check up, it doesn't have to be in the medbay either. I would never report you, I hope you know that. I was just angry. Should sound familiar to you. Doc

Lot's of love to you!

Not profread.

English isn't my first language

I'm usually don't write but I had this in my head and I really had to get rid of this, so it's maybe a little chaotic.

I hope you still enjoyed. :)

#star wars #star wars oc #sw oc #clone oc #clone art #clone fanart #star wars the clone wars #eyesdraws #commander ghoul #cc 1313 #he can be cooperative #but only if you give him back his pack of cigarettes #huhuhuhu my son #my beautiful son #that was hella dope btw #i love that you all seem to like ghoul #feel free to ship him with your own characters or write stuff #it makes me so happy

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brightwoods · 1 year

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Does anyone else feel like almost all of the conflicts that had to do with the various character dynamics in Chain of Thorns didn’t actually get resolved, they just unexplainably ceased to exist after two books of building them up because CC didn’t feel like writing them anymore and she didn’t know how to resolve it naturally after how she’d built the issues up so much?

Like how none of the characters but Cordelia and Thomas had any clue about the Alastair and Charles situation and then suddenly in CoT it was like who doesn’t know? Of course Matthew knew and didn’t say anything before and then randomly brought it up to Cordelia in Paris while assuming she knew too

Or how Alastair and Thomas went from how things were at the end of CoI with Alastair thinking it could never work because Thomas’s friends hate him to oh look everyone suddenly is friends with Alastair with no grudge with no development of that in this book at all, just an abrupt shift

Especially the Alastair and Matthew dynamic where Matthew hated Alastair and wanted him to have nothing to do with any of their friends and he spent CoI ranting about him to Cordelia. And then suddenly in CoT it’s like of course Matthew is supportive of Thomas and Alastair and oh look Matthew and Alastair are suddenly not just tolerating each other for Thomas’s sake but friends despite barely interacting and no development actually showing and never getting any mention of the other in their own POVs, just having Cordelia be like Alastair stop being dumb, you’re literally friends with him now

Or like everyone other than Christopher and Grace where it was like oh we don’t like her for how she’s treated us and her friends straight to anyway she’s one of us. Like yes Grace was useful and yes Tatiana manipulated her whole life, but none of that was why anyone changed their minds or opinions? It was just suddenly the flip of a switch when it was convenient for CC

Or Anna and Ariadne where it didn’t so much develop as Anna just acted mean to Ariadne on and off throughout the series and at the end of CoI she wanted nothing to do with a relationship and then in CoT she was just suddenly like sure I guess I do. Also, slightly different note, but I did not like that Anna barely interacted with anyone else for the entire book and she was just off in the corner being an irrelevant romantic subplot for almost all of the book except when she showed up to barely even be shown in the background being sad about her brother being dead

(Although Anna still got more of a reaction than everyone else and his death was poorly executed all around in the sense of how did you write this so predictably and poorly that no one even knows when he died and it’s so background and 99% of the characters don’t care at all and we don’t see his parents finding out or much of Thomas’s reaction or anything and it’s just as if he wasn’t a character anymore 2 seconds later which is a different genre of issue with CoT but similar problem in the sense that both issues made the book feel a lot more emotionless to read)

And how the issues of Thomas and Alastair being together as two men and Anna and Ariadne being together as two women in this time and the issues of what would happen if the fact that Charles and Alastair were gay got out to the entire Clave just disappeared and never got addressed at all. We know how the ClVe reacted to Alec Lightwood YEARS later. We know society was homophobic at the time TLH is set and that it seems like shadowhunter society was a lot less open-minded than mundanes a century later

I understand that Charles being blackmailed and making shitty decisions was annoying but it was like suddenly everyone finding out wouldn’t have consequences and all the other queer men characters were like how could you possibly be worried about this :/ as if they haven’t spent the whole series knowing they have to be careful about who they tell. And then suddenly it was just of course it’s totally fine and safe to have everyone find out and why wouldn’t you be fine with that. And it was really written in a way that had other queer characters like oh Charles is such a coward for not being ready to publicly tell a bunch of homophobic people his sexuality and it just wasn’t it??? And super weird after Thomas was terrified of telling even Anna and Matthew for years. And also, I did not care for the fact that when Charles did go risk getting outed to finally do the right thing, we didn’t even get to see it through any character’s perspective or how that important meeting went, we just got one line of dialogue from somebody else saying that it happened with no details at all. And I can’t think of other examples right now but there were quite a few moments like that where we got one line saying that something had happened that was important to the plot and to characters’ development that seemed like it would have been more interesting than some of what we did get to see where it was just totally breezed over and way too easy and totally background to less important stuff

And then there was the whole no one reacting to Ariadne and Anna dancing together publicly thing was like yeah that’s nice I guess but not realistic and it doesn’t go with the way things have been presented up to that point, it also just feels like a situation where CC was like well this would be easier for me so there just won’t be consequences and then they can easily end up happily together

And then there was the whole Thomas and Alastair thinking they couldn’t realistically be together thing and knowing they couldn’t get married or be known to be together by anyone they’re not close to and then at the end it’s still not really addressed how they’re going to be together? Like there was the laziest write off of the family tree being wrong and then we still are just left to assume that eventually they move in together and suddenly it’s not a problem and everyone’s fine with it? And then I also feel like we don’t actually know if everyone found out about Alastair and Charles’ sexualities after the blackmail or if people are going to assume about Thomas and Alastair or if that’ll cause issues or if no one knows outside of who they’ve told and they have to be careful or what. Which like wouldn’t necessarily need to be addressed if it wasn’t for the logistics of being together as two men in that time being part of the obstacle that they were struggling with being in their way and then it felt like it was totally forgotten to even be one at the end by CC

Idk like I’d love to think they just lived in a world where homophobia didn’t exist but it felt like homophobia was a plot point when CC wanted it to be an inconvenience and then suddenly disappeared just to make her writing easier the moment she didn’t want it there anymore instead of actually addressing the plots she raised with it if that makes sense?

And sorry, I really did not mean to go on a rant this long. And maybe everyone else had a very different reading experience than I did and other people don’t agree with some or all of this. I personally am just very confused about how the book was almost 800 pages long and it felt like so much of the development in it was us abruptly being told that development had happened rather than actually getting to see it and how so many of the issues were abruptly solved in an I don’t want to write this issue anymore kind of way rather than anything actually needing to be worked at outside of the Belial situation

Edit: You know what, I mentioned it in my tags but I feel like it’s annoying enough to put in the body of the post and make it even longer. What the fuck was with everyone outing or potentially outing everyone else just so that characters could openly talk about the queer characters and tell them to do what they want them to? Why did Matthew out his brother multiple times? Like yes, the people he said it to coincidentally already knew, but he didn’t know that. And why was Thomas outing Alastair? The straights got to keep their secrets as long as they wanted and fix their problems more naturally. Why did I have to sit through queer characters constantly having their sexualities and romantic histories to everyone else when they clearly had not okayed it? Why were the queer characters doing so much of the outing? Why were people who cared about them and knew what it felt like to be afraid of the wrong person finding out just broadcasting their sexualities to make it easier for CC to breeze past development to have their things get resolved fast? Why did no character have an issue with it at all?

#As a queer person the whole using homophobia against her characters as plot just to pretend homophobia doesn’t exist and call her characters #cowards for worrying about it as soon as she’s decided writing it doesn’t serve her plot agenda anymore really icks me right out #Like yeah I’d love homophobia to not exist but girl what are you doing that’s so gross to go about it that way #ALSO everyone outing or potentially outing everyone else to other characters to make it easier to get the queer characters to do what she #wanted them to was a HORRIBLE vibe. Why is Matthew outing his brother? Why is Thomas outing Alastair? Why is everyone telling everyone else #people’s sexualities as if it’s nothing and everyone has a right to know when that character clearly did not feel that way #And it’s so out of nowhere every time too #Hot take: Charles protecting Alastair’s privacy instead of outing him was more valid than anything any of the other queer characters said #about Charles or Alastair’s sexualities even if I hate Charles and his going along with the blackmail was bullshit #Also now that I’ve written all of this down and 99% of what I wrote about in here has to do with the canon queer characters that’s not #a great look either that she did breeze over some of the stuff with the other characters for sure but she was way more likely to skip depth #and development with the queer characters in CoT #CC said no slow burn gradual changes in this book… there’s only room for abrupt 180s and Cordelia running 🏃‍♀️#Sorry if this has weird typos and other mistakes in it. I typed on my phone and didn’t check for autocorrect nonsense and I’m too lazy to #reread this all rn at my current brainpower level #CoT #Chain of Thorns spoilers #Chain of Thorns #The Last Hours #The Shadowhunter Chronicles #Cassandra Clare #My Posts

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rewritingcanon · 7 months

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i am literally the coding god (just figured out how to type in times new roman on ao3)

#times new roman is my bf #me vs css #ccs?#alr forgor 😭🙏#harry potter #hp #i want to write the whole fic in tnr but is that too much? idk #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 #archive of our own #erm #rewriting #hpcc #cursed child #literally it was so easy i just had to…. look it up. and then copy and paste some stuff… but shhh lets not talk about that….

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catsthepope · 8 months

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Hey you! Do you like FNAF? How about Michael Afton having a decent relationship with his siblings?

Here’s a wholesome little blurb about Mike and Evan(CC) (rest is below the cut)(there’s slight angst at the end)

“Psst.. Mikey!” I felt a light punch on my shoulder. “Mike wake up!”

Click.

I opened my eyes a bit before being blinded by my lamp. “Ev, shut that off-“

“Its important!”

“What time is it?” I reached for the cord on my lamp, and missed. That little shit moved it out of my reach.

“12:01!” He looked so proud. God fucking dammit.

I sat up, rubbing my eyes as they adjusted to the light. “What’s going on Evan?”

He smiled, holding out a folded piece of paper. “Happy birthday!”

“Hap- oh my god Evan,” I will not cry from this little bastard telling me happy birthday. “What is this?”

“I didn’t have money to get you a gift, I hope it’s ok?” He looked so incredibly worried.

I ignored the tears filling my eyes as I unfolded the paper.

It was a picture. Drawn pretty decently for a 6 year old. I assume it was me and Evan, at fredbear’s. Back in parts and service working (I think) on one of the animatronics. It was either fredbear or springbonnie.

“It’s like how you help dad!” He climbed up onto my bed to sit next to me, pointing to each figure in the picture. “That’s me, and I’m helping you!”

Well shit now I’m crying over a crayon drawing at 12:04 in the morning. “Is it bad?” Evan looked up at me as if the very idea of upsetting me was tearing him apart.

“No,” I tried to wipe away my tears quickly. “No of course not, Ev. I love it, it’s amazing.”

“I wanna be just like you one day, Mike,” I felt him pull me into a hug. And I hugged him back.

“You need to go to bed.”

“Nuh uh!” He smiled into my side.

“Uh, yeah huh, get to bed before Fredbear finds out you’re in my room.”

He shrieked and giggled as he hopped of my bed.

“Goodnight, love you Evan.”

“Love you too Mikey!” He smiled, waiting by the door.

“Get the hell outta here!” I reached for my pillow

I heard him giggle as he shut the door. I found myself crying again as I pinned that drawing up to the wall.

He wants to be like me when he grows up. Not mom or dad, or even Uncle Henry. He wants to be like me.

I smiled as I slowly fell back to sleep.

Now, I find myself sobbing looking at that fucking drawing.

Now, I can’t even close my eyes without seeing it happen again.

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findafight · 1 year

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For the Steve is just some guy but in a Band AU, I feel like once the whole Eddie's STeve = stobjargyle band Steve gets out, Eddie would just be constantly promoting stobjargyle's music, like almost obnoxiously.

Anon you've got something here...but consider...he's already doing that. They're all from Hawkins and around the same age he's like yes obviously I know stobjargyle (not I repeat NOT the name of the band) they are my friends! Check out their music!! It's not metal but it's still good! I especially like [song that Steve clearly wrote about Eddie] ;)

But no one figures it out. Somehow. Maybe Steve the Keyboardist is just too out of sight for people to really remember his name. Maybe people just assume Steve and Robin are together even when they say they're not while Jonathan is giving sucking Argyle's tongue down his own throat the ol' college try in the background, so they don't put it together that hey...that's a Steve from Indiana...Eddie has a Steve from Indiana....hm. but nope! The anonymity of being a percussionist in a band strikes hard and even though Eddie promos them and the promo corroded coffin no one realizes for way too long.

At this point they're not trying to hide it they kinda want to see how long it'll take and how obvious they have to be.

It's the funniest thing Robin has ever experienced and she hopes it never ends.

#anonasaurus #i think the more obvious they are the funnier it is that no one realizes. like consider #eddie writes a song about steve playing piano and wearing sunglasses indoors and stobjargyle are like ooo check out cc's new single!!#and people are like woah such great friends supporting each other. hometown solidarity.#steddie #rockstar eddie munson #finda writes stuff #stranger things #platonic stobin #stobjargyle and corroded coffin au

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mamuzzy · 9 months

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Title: Dar'ad

Words: 423

Characters: Commander Fox, Alpha-17

Pairing: None

Warning: Mention of execution

Beta: None, I die like a clone. English is not my first language.

Based on a scene from our on-going RP AU with ithillia where Fox was pushed over the edge by the Senate and impulsively drew a weapon at the Chancellor to shot him. Now how the Palpatine was able to survive such wound, Fox couldn't know, only the fact was clear. Palpatine survived and now Fow was sentenced to death in the worst possible form: going back to Kamino.

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120 hours was enough for Fox to feel the reality's cold punch in his gut. Truth to be told he always imagined himself quite an inglorious death fitting to his inglorious position as Marshal Commander of the Coruscant Guard. Deaths like getting hit by a drunken speeder; tripping in one of the velvet rug in the Senate building breaking his neck while at it; or probably heart attack from the amount of caf he consumed to much dismay of Headshot. But greeting the kaminii as his executioners was far worse than any fate and in his heart Fox believed it he deserved this. He let down the his brothers after all.

With handcuffs on his hands, the two Alpha clones pushed him out of the ship into the familiar stormes of Kamino raging through the skies and the dark ocean roared a deafning aria. Rain prodded his skin through his blacks like a thousand needle. He was home. No... home where his brothers where... home where his batchers used to be... where Alpha-17 used to be...

The giant figure of his buir stepped closer to him from the hangar, made Fox and his entourage stop, rained poured down from his armor as it would cry in his stead because silent rage burnt agressively in Seventeen's ever-judging eyes.

"What have you done?" asked Seventeen though he wasn't sure what answer he expected. Or wether an appropriate explanation existed at all to sooth his raging soul as he looked at his defected son.

"Not enough, Buir" Fox replied silently. He was tired. Terribly tired. "My only regret is that I did not planned it properly. That way I wouldn't have failed.

Aiwhas hummed in the distance. But the silence between them was louder.

"I didn't raised you to become... this!" Seventeen stared at him and gestured toward him as a whole.

Fox eyes widened and he stepped forward to Seventeen but the one of the other Alphas grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. He didn't want to explain himself, he didn't want to beg for his miserable life, he didn't want to redeem himself... he only wanted to tell him so much, how lonely he was at Coruscant... how he missed him... how he loved him despite never calling him.

"Buir" Fox voice trembled as the reality punched him in the gut for the second time and felt himself again that little, helpless cadet, wanting a safe place beside his father.

"You... you don't have the right to call me like that anymore. Aruetii." Alpha-17 spitted in the word then turned his back to Fox, never looking back.

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Written in one sitting, I'm sleepy and tired. Still I hope you enjoyed this little snippet!

#commander fox #Fox #CC-1010 #Alpha-17 #Star Wars #The Clone Wars #Star Wars fic #The Clone Wars fic #tcw fic #Peony writes stuff

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laundrybiscuits · 1 year

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(purify our misfit ways tag | AO3)

It’s so, so strange to realize that this is probably the best summer Robin’s had since she was a kid, and it’s barely July.

Oh sure, there’s plenty she still has to worry about—she’s still dead set on escaping Hawkins’ gravitational pull and becoming someone worth being, someone who has adventures and eats fancy cheese in Paris and maybe maybe even kisses a girl under the stars someday, and that means she has to work her ass off.

If she wants even half a chance at any of that stuff, she’s got to pick up as many shifts as she can and work on her French for at least an hour every day and never ever lose sight of the goal. She can get out of here, and who knows, maybe she can even take Eddie with her. He’s bad at languages but she thinks he’d like Paris anyway, with her around to translate. She thinks it’d be fun, roaming the streets of Europe with someone who makes her laugh like Eddie does: someone she trusts more than she thought she’d ever trust anyone.

So she’s been working hard, definitely, but it wasn’t all that long ago that she’d been thinking of this chapter of her life as just something to get through with gritted teeth and grim determination. Now, she wakes up most days in the early summer sunshine and remembers that she’s scheduled with Steve, and that Eddie’ll swing by in the afternoon when he wakes up if he’s not too busy with his nerd shit, and she feels confusingly genuine happiness percolating through her. It feels like good things can exist in the present, not just the potential future. It feels soap-bubble iridescent and fragile.

A year ago, the thought of toiling in the Hawkins customer service trenches in the company of Steve “the Hair” Harrington and Eddie “the Freak” Munson would’ve sounded like a waking nightmare. Now, just the thought of Steve’s dumb jokes and Eddie’s wild dramatics is enough to tuck a smile into the corners of her mouth as she hurries to get ready, moving just a little faster to get her day started sooner.

Eddie’s managed to get over whatever weird homosexual paroxysm he was having, and acts mostly normal around Steve. Normal for Eddie, that is, which means that on one slow afternoon he sits cross-legged on a table and retells the story of Odysseus with the little red plastic sample spoons, doing progressively squeakier voices for each character; another time, he talks them into what he calls a Scoops Soup Showdown, where he mixes up three spoonfuls of ice cream until they’re basically one undifferentiated liquid and forces Steve and Robin to guess the original flavors.

Steve had been weirdly good at that one, and Robin’s still half-convinced he’d been cheating somehow despite his indignant denials. It had all ended when he’d guessed strawberry-butterscotch-vanilla before she’d even pulled the spoon out of her mouth, and she’d been forced to dip her finger in the gross goop and chase him around the back room, trying to give him a wet willy. Eddie had been cackling so hard he’d slid all the way under the table.

Robin’s not dumb, she knows high school friendships fall apart all the time, but god she hopes she gets to keep this.

That’s another thing: at this point, it’s getting kind of silly to pretend that Steve’s not actually sort of her friend too, bizarre as that would’ve seemed a few months ago. It’s a new and tentative thing, but she is provisionally willing to admit that it is in fact what scientists might classify as friendship, subcategory probational. Even when Eddie’s not around, she usually ends up having a pretty okay time just complaining about the mind-numbing drudgery with Steve.

It helps that Steve seems to have given up on the matchmaking, mostly. He hasn’t mentioned anything about Robin’s boyfriend-attracting qualities in at least a week now, though he still asks stuff about Eddie every so often in a way that makes Robin squint suspiciously.

“I think he might be, y’know, at a loose end,” is all Eddie says when she brings it up. “Harrington needs a hobby more than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s what happens when you eject the Hawkins jock from his natural habitat. He’ll find something new and shiny to distract him soon.”

Eddie’s usually right about this kind of thing, so Robin’s just been waiting it out, fielding all Eddie-related questions with the patience of a saint.

Today, when she rolls into Scoops, she feels about ready for canonization when Steve looks up and says, “Hey, Robin. Is Eddie coming by today?”

“Eddie is mysterious and unknowable,” Robin informs him. “His movements are like the flight of birds, or like the autumn wind through the trees.”

“Jesus christ, why are you guys so weird,” Steve sighs. “Is he gonna be here or not.”

Robin shrugs, pulling on her vest and donning the stupid sailor hat. “He said he’s gonna try to get his band together for a rehearsal or something. He’ll be here if that doesn’t work out.”

“Oh!” Steve points at her. “The, uh. Coffin guys, right? Do they even play in the summer?”

“Not normally, but the drummer guy knows someone who runs a bar in Indy or something like that, so Eddie wants to record a demo and try his luck. He’s been complaining non-stop about it, so maybe if he throws a big enough hissy fit, the boys will give in.”

Robin gets a secret little thrill at how cool and grown-up it sounds to say record a demo, like that’s just something she casually mentions all the time. Eddie is the biggest dork she knows and a total disaster of a human being, but whenever she talks about his life, it somehow ends up sounding amazing. There’s just something about him that’s too big and bright for Hawkins, and she loves how he’s just as hungry as she is to get out and start his life for real. She loves how when she says things like record a demo and bar in Indy, his future sounds close enough to touch, like maybe her own future’s not too far away either.

“Oh, that's kinda cool. What are the band guys like?” Steve asks. He hops up to perch on the counter in a way he definitely shouldn’t be, but it’s not like Robin’s going to rat him out to the Scoops Ahoy overlords.

She shrugs. “Quiet, I guess? Quieter than Eddie, anyway.” To be fair, she hasn’t spent a whole lot of time with them. She’s not a hundred percent sure she even remembers all their names. The impression she’s gotten is that they mostly just let Eddie boss them around because they don’t have anything better to do. They seem like basically okay people, but weirdly boring for being the crowd that Eddie spends the most time with aside from Robin. Even Steve is practically a gibbering eccentric in comparison.

Speaking of which—Steve’s eyes go wide at something behind Robin and he throws his arms in the air. “Henderson!” he yells, sounding happier than Robin’s maybe ever heard him. “He’s back!”

She’s not sure what she’s expecting to see when she turns around, but it’s not a curly-haired moppet grinning toothlessly at Steve and crowing, “I’m back!” She certainly isn’t expecting Steve to hop over the freaking counter and engage in some kind of elaborate handshake ritual complete with sound effects. The handshake goes on for a really, really long time.

It’s kind of hilarious seeing Steve act like a literal child, but that doesn’t mean Robin’s going to let him get away with this shit. Eddie would absolutely flip the fuck out if he were here to witness whatever this is.

“Exactly how many children are you friends with?” she drawls.

Steve just gives the moppet an exasperated look, gesturing to Robin like you see what I have to put up with?

“We’re gonna catch up, Robin. Can you handle the counter for a minute?”

Robin glances around at the total lack of mall denizens craving ice cream first thing in the morning. “I’ll try to survive the overwhelming pressure,” she says. “Don’t get into too much trouble, you wild and crazy kids.”

———

Gareth’s cousin’s roommate in Indianapolis is Eddie’s favorite person in the entire world, and the three numbskulls dithering over having one single solitary extended evening practice so they can actually record something worth hearing…well, they might be his least favorite people in the entire world right now.

“Hey!” he snaps. “Listen up, you goddamn malingering assholes. This, right here, is way more important than whatever you’re rushing home to jerk off to. This is our shot. This is our best chance at actually getting heard by someone who matters, someone who can get our stuff in front of other people.”

He prowls around, making eye contact with each one in turn. “I know you all wanna be rockstars. Well, gentlemen, this is where the rubber meets the road. This is where we get to see if we’re pathetic losers…or if we’ve got it in us to be heavy metal gods.”

Gareth’s the easiest to sway, Eddie can tell at a glance that he’s already hooked, but the other two still look hesitant.

Eddie isn’t completely delusional. Not about how this opportunity’s a long shot at best, and not about how none of the boys want it the way he does. None of them need it like he does. They’re smarter than he is, all of them, and they’re going places. Hell, Jeff’s already starting to look at colleges. His dad wants him to go somewhere in North Carolina, of all the damn states, and…yeah, he’s going places. Music isn’t the the beating heart of his world, the way it is for Eddie.

But there’s a reason they all came to Eddie in the first place: what they need is something to care about and somewhere to belong. If Eddie can just talk them into feeling like a part of this, getting swept up in all the hope and excitement, he just knows they’ll love it. They’ll look back on this as the best summer of their young lives, and he can make it all happen for them, for all of them, if they just fucking practice.

“Okay,” says Jeff. Fucking finally. “Sure. I guess we can stay late for the sake of being, you know…heavy metal gods.”

“That’s all I ask,” says Eddie. As he nods at Gareth to count them in, he sends a silent apology out to Robin and Steve, who must be almost closing up shop by now; they’ll understand that this was a way higher priority than Eddie swinging by to kill some time. It’s not like anything important ever really happens at Scoops Ahoy.

#fic: purify our misfit ways #I am disregarding stuff like the time of day that Dustin shows up bc I have zero dedication to canon #I've been rewatching the relevant bits of S3 and damn some of these storytelling choices do not spark joy #pls also note that both Robin and Eddie are unreliable narrators vis a vis the Corroded Coffin crew albeit to different extents #and that I am having a cool n fun time avoiding picking a name for the third CC minion #(and an unsarcastic cool n fun time writing Eddie's little hissy fit)#okay! this is probably the last snippet of Ch2 so that means EDIT TIME #I might not make a separate post for the AO3 upload so just subscribe on AO3 if you want to know when it finally goes up I guess

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cerine0357 · 8 months

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How Azuki Shimizu, Dejiyo Shimizu, Liuxian Shimizu, Xinya Shimizu react to their romantic partner the reader who tries so hard to please people and be perfect in everything he does and can't handle the pressure and ends up breaking down in front of them.

OC: Shimizu Family:-

. Azuki, Dejiyo, Liuxian, Xinya Shimizu X Fem!Reader

▱ Summary: Maybe being a people pleaser is something a few of Shimizu kids have done, so how should they help when you're the people pleaser for once?

▱ Angst to Fluff|| Established relationship|| Warnings: mentions of murder, cursing|| Headcanons || Normal versions of OC

▱ Author's note: This was a bit hard to write, but I coped and I think it came out a bit shabby, but fine! And yes, Xinya's scenario was inspired by dangerously yours~

OC X Reader:

People pleaser S/O has a break down

Azuki Shimizu

Azuki finally breathed a sigh of relief as he entered his room, but hearing your cries wasn't something he hoped to hear today... Immediately he threw his bag, shoes and anything else he had in hand, before running over up the stairs of his loft bed and up above, he obviously sees a figure completely engulfed in his soft and amazing mattress, crying and sobbing...

Azuki only sighed, not wanting to make you upset more, he crawled on the open side up until he reached the end, he slowly and gently lifted his covers and got inside it, immediately the warm atmosphere of under the blanket started making him sweat, but he didn't care right now...he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist as you turned over to bury your crying self in his shirt...

You both stayed under the warm blankets you burying your face in his shirt which was now sticking to his chest and was sticky from your tears and maybe a bit of snot (not that he cares, cause you're crying here) as only he does is rub your back shushing you and humming a beat for you to calm down..

Finally calming down, you're still hiccuping from the huge amount of tears you cried, all Azuki did was take off his shirt which definitely left him shirtless as you felt your cheeks warm up a bit. Azuki picked up a part of his shirt and used it to wipe your tears and then your face and then lastly your nose before throwing it off the bed without looking to a laundry bag as he hugged you tightly to his body, the warmth increasing as you hugged jut as tightly.You looked up at him, his face flushed with a sot smile and sweaty body did make it a bit tempting for you to kiss him and who were you to deny your heart and brain's order, you pulled him by his nape as your lips kissed his.

As you both pulled away, he asked, "Now what happened to my treasure for her to be crying so much?" and all you did was giggle awkwardly before explaining how you both were supposed to go on a date, but your friend asked you to complete her part of the project as well, she said she will pay you back but it never happened... And you tried reasoning with her saying how you always did for her and now you can't do this for her because you have a date with your boyfriend and what she did? Say you were a horrible friend for not doing this for her...and blocked you on every platform...

Azuki only sighed before pulling you closer to him, kissing you and whispered against your lips, "I'm so sorry my treasure~" Azuki whispered before pulling away, you were about to say it's fine when you felt Azuki slapping the back of your head before angrily saying,

"How many times do I have to say it?! If she does not understand that YOU don't want to do HER part of the project, there is nothing wrong for her, let her not get any grade and state it to the fucking teacher how she's never doing her projects, I can tell my dad to help you!"

Azuki said with a pout as he kissed you again apologizing for hitting you, but you can't lie you deserved it, why were you crying when you don't want to do someone else's part of the project...

"Now lets get out, cause I'm boiling alive under this blanket here without a fan.." Azuki said before removing the blanket of you and him, letting the lights show how sweaty you both were under the blankets...you both giggled at each other's red faces as you agreed with his words...

Dejiyo Shimizu

Maybe it was you crying in the bathroom that ticked Dejiyo off or rubbed her the wrong way, because she pissed of Dejino who answered rudely to everyone else and now everyone in the house is mad... Dejiyo angrily left the house, her short blonde hair under her hoodie luckily Dejino calmed down quickly when he entered her room and found you crying in the bathroom, he helped you get up, cleaned you up before leading you to the bed as he lat you lay your head on his lap as he spread your hair as he listened to your problems...

Dejino was carding his fingers through you hair as you uncontrollably cried in his lap, he at times sat you up and wiped your face and nose with a napkin before letting you lay on his lap again.... As he's runs his fingers through your hair again you finally start to calm down a bit, when suddenly Dejiyo bursts through the door with a shit ton of stuff in a huge shopping bag

Dejino helps you sit up as Dejiyo spills all the content of the bag out to show case your favourite snacks, drinks, sweets, books, manga, clothing, movies, new phones, laptops and all anything else you'd need to feel happy as Dejiyo jumps on the bed and hugs you tightly, "I don't want you to to be upset because of that stupid dumbass bitch!" Dejiyo says as Dejino nods his head as there is another knock on the door, when Dejiyo opens the door, Reo and Kaiyo along with all the others are standing outside all with gifts and things for you, you are only sitting there frozen with wide eyes, "NO! WHAT IS ALL THIS?!" You ask confused before Izumi comes and says with a smile,

"We don't like it when anyone in our family is sad or upset!" Izumi says as Xinya smiles and nods before saying, "You're a part of our family, we know how much you try to please people including us..."

before Kaiyo sits beside you and put a hand on your shoulder before saying, "This used to happen to me too, I was a people pleaser and people took advantage of that....I know what you're going through, so...maybe it's better if you let this go, cause people will love you and comfort you not hurt you in the way they did...Also what type of mother would I be if I let my future child not get some type of revenge?" Kaiyo said as she joked and produced a flower crown with her hands before settling it on your head as she used some wind to lift all the content Dejiyo brought you before settling it down in colour coded and everything!

"Also a bitch like that doesn't deserve kindness like yours!" Ayako says as she grins before sitting down next to you as Dejiyo and Dejino hugs Kaiyo tightly, as Reo takes out a napkin and wipes your face gently before smiling, as he teleported them all to the huge sleepover room, with a huge screen, speakers, huge space for sleeping relaxing...Maybe they were right, they don't deserve your kindness and you should focus on those who really appreciate you for it...

And all while you said they didn't need to spend money, all Luixian did was tie your mouth shut lovingly and let him and his family members shower you with their gifts...all while, you smelled something bad bu you ignored it,you don't have to know the little splatter of blood they did...

Liuxian Shimizu

Liuxian knew you were hiding something and you knew he knew it so why weren't you sharing it with him....Like you know you can trust him, but you're not only not sharing what's hurting you but also distancing yourself from him and to your boyfriend, that's unacceptable...

And so what else other than sneaking in through your phone can he do?? so while you were getting ready to go out for a meeting, which made you super uncomfortable as he could see from your face, he touched the screen and transferred into your phone and to your Instagram and watched reels waiting for you to go and soon he did feel the ground being picked up and being stuffed in a packet as the screen was covered in food crumbs...

He stayed in the phone seeing reels to distract himself until he felt the phone being lifted out and set on a glass table, he was able to see his surroundings through the phone camera, he saw you sitting there all tensed up with a few friends whom all seem to ignore you as they gossiped and talked shit about random people in their life, when the waiter came you ordered a few small things but all your friends started ordering these expensive and large things when one of them piped up to you and said,

"Hey, Y/N...You can handle my bill right? I did bring my wallet today! Your boyfriend is rich and all that, you can handle this right??" She said as everyone else agreed and said that you could handle all their bills since they all....unintentionally forgot their wallets....

you being you couldn't say no an if you wanted to you couldn't, they wouldn't give you a chance to agree or disagree.... Liuxian saw this all as you sat there with glossy eyes trying not to cry, he wanted to hold you and let his younger brother and other siblings take a jab at these good for nothing friends of yours, they would definitely end up crying.....

of-course they did nothing but ignore you through the whole thing, until the very end where Liuxian could see you getting antsy and angry...As they were all standing up, you paid for the meal and thanked the poor waitresses and waiter and all those who served you cause your friends simply had no manners, seemingly they grew in a pigsty...

As you were leaving, your friends all angrily stopped you, "HEY! You were meant to cover all our meals!" one of them angrily said but you had enough of this, "Why? Am I your bank?" as you answered back just as angrily, this seemingly shocked all of them cause you never spoke up and obediently did things for them

"YOU LITTLE!" One of them pulled you closer to them by your collar as they were about to hit you, their hand and everything restricted as Liuxian came up behind them with one of the glare no one in the world wants to face....Liuaxian held all your friends and threw them in his phone, trapping them inside unless he brings them out...all of them crying for you to forgive them and protect them and for the first time you didn't care what they wanted you to do, despite their tears and fear....

Liuxian ended up buying another phone and broke the screen to scares your friends and threatened them before letting them go....luckily he knew they won't ever do this cause if they did...may god forgive them cause you won't...

Xinya Shimizu

'Maybe you were the one in the wrong, not them...Why were you a failure? You did everything and yet you were till not perfect meaning you weren't giving your full percent...Pretty sure you didn't deserve the things you got, the good marks, the great friends, the great family and most importantly...Xinya..'

'Right, you couldn't even do something as simple as this....you disappointed all your friends, your family, and maybe even the Shimizu family and Xinya, why would he want someone who is not as perfect as he is? He can easily get another girl who'd love and be as perfect as he is, why would he need you? Xinya didn't even care or know how you felt or experienced through this...'

Why were these thoughts in your head?? Your tears falling down your cheeks and on the floor as you cried so late at night, Xinya and everyone else in the house probably asleep so you had to be quiet in the bathroom as you turned on the shower to calm yourself, not like it helped... as the water beat down, it only personified your sadness and anger, you didn't like that...but not like you had the energy to get out, not with the pain...

Yet you couldn't stay in the shower, the water was getting cold and staying for too long will probably give you a cold, as you wrapped yourself in a towel, got out of wet clothing you had on, and walked out quietly, but you guess you weren't as quiet as you thought you were as Xinya sat there his grey-blue hair tied in a ponytail as he had glasses on and sat there reading a book, he seemed at such peace...but the moment you stepped out, he put his book down and looked a you with a sad smile, looking at his face his eyes were red swollen and his nose a bit runny...

You know how bad he felt seeing you cry...you didn't like it...but you didn't realize he hated it so much he would rather cry harshly and in silence then say something...

Seeing his eyes made you tear up again as you tried not to cry and embarrass yourself in front of him...yet you couldn't stop, you really were a failure, weren't you? You fell to your knees, you felt so weak and so tired..you couldn't hold yourself up as you cried on the floor of the room..You heard shuffling but it wasn't anything too alarming, as you felt a kiss being pressed to your red lips, you looked up at him him having tears in eyes as well as he smiled gently,

"What is wrong my dear? Why are hurt?" Xinya asked gently as he touched your cheek, but you know he wasn't aware of anything you go through, he was far too priviledged for this

"It's nothing you understand..." You say angrily hitting his hand from your cheek, still the smile from Xinya's face didn't drop

"You're crying my darling, it surely can't be nothing.."

"..I told you it's nothing!" You angrily replied back, "You barely know anything....you've only been with me for 8 months.."

"8 months...Darling I might have known you my whole life..." Xinya said holding one of your hands in his as he held it close to his chest close to his heart, "When I went to the library...I thought how I would have read you countless books, when I heard music I thought you'd like it....i have walked through flower shops, knowing I'd give most of them to you...not even my sisters or mother..." hearing this you gasped, Xinya's family was always above everyone else...

"....stop! Stop!"* You tried to make him stop his words, they started to melt your hearts again and you didn't want to be so vulnerable, *"It's true my dear...but before you relationship, something else must come which needs all my attention....your happiness...I know how you fell.." Xinya said holding your hands and hugging you getly against him, as you knew this was probably the safest place to be right now...as you cried to him knowing he and you were hopefully made for the betterment of each other...

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Since nobody has asked about Ciaran I’ll have to fix this injustice! >:(

11: Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What is their most vivid childhood memory?

12: What is something they have experienced that has shaped themed into the person they are today?

07: Would they date an immortal being if they aren’t immortal themself, and vice-versa?

09: How is their temper? Are they quick to violence? Do they get frustrated easily?

09: Share some fluff headcanons!

10: Share some angst headcanons!

11: Something you really want to mention about them that you haven’t before!

07: Where do you think they would most likely end up in—heaven or hell?

08: Do they carry anything with them protect themself from the paranormal?

I’ll stop myself for now! ILY CC!!💖💖

Ahhhh thank you Ivy, ily too!! 💕

Okay this is gonna be all about Ciaran and so you're all going to learn some new stuff about them for sure lol.

11: Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What is their most vivid childhood memory?

Okay, time for the story of why Ciaran loves the ocean. Ciaran's father died when Ciaran was ten. It was a fast acting cancer so once he was diagnosed, he went pretty quickly. But before that, when Ciaran was about seven or eight, the whole family went on a trip to Ireland (where both of Ciaran's parents are originally from) to visit family and so on. One day, Ciaran's father took them for a hike out to the ocean. It was all green hills and rocky cliffs. And they stopped for a while on a cliff where they could see out across the waves. And Ciaran's father told them stories about selkies. They walked along the beach for a bit, too, and chose a single rock to bring back with them. Ciaran still has that rock and this is by far their most vivid childhood memory.

12: What is something they have experienced that has shaped themed into the person they are today?

Well obviously their dad passing away at a young age was a big deal. But other than that, I would say it was discovering their love for painting. Ciaran is naturally very active and energetic, but painting is a calming and relaxing thing to do. They were so entranced by the method and the colors and depicting things in a visual medium that the found themselves able to settle and concentrate on it. They can't really do that easily in general, so it was like unlocking this piece of themselves they didn't know they had. It first really began to impact them when they were in a high school art class where they had to paint for an assignment. And the teacher could see that Ciaran was really connecting with that in particular and encouraged them to pursue it further.

07: Would they date an immortal being if they aren’t immortal themself, and vice-versa?

Ciaran is very much a "live in the now" type of person, so they might not even consider the consequences of something like that at first. However. Ciaran dearly cherishes the time they had with their father, even if it was short. So I think that if Ciaran was the immortal one, they wouldn't have a problem dating someone who was mortal. They would be happy just to love someone for however long that person is around. Because they know that even when that person is gone, the impact they had on Ciaran will live on until Ciaran themselves has passed on. In the opposite situation, I think Ciaran would consider it to be the choice of the immortal person. Since Ciaran would get to have that immortal partner by their side all of their life (assuming they don't break up or something). So Ciaran would totally date an immortal while being mortal, but they would consider it the immortal's choice in the end.

09: How is their temper? Are they quick to violence? Do they get frustrated easily?

Ahaha. Ciaran has a short fuse! There are a couple of specific things that really set them off. And once that temper explodes, yes they will get violent. They're pretty short so they have a tendency to throw things at people, but they will absolutely get into fist fights at the drop of a hat.

They can get frustrated easily, but it depends on the situation. They get frustrated with people who are needlessly mean, whether that's mean to themselves or mean to others. They also don't like it when people treat them as an inferior or like a child. It's pretty easy to ruffle their feathers lol.

09: Share some fluff headcanons!

Okay, for this I'm going to tell you another little story about what happens when Ciaran falls for one of the characters.

Ciaran paints large pieces with oils, but they also carry around a smaller book that they fill with on the go watercolor paintings. They tend to paint landscapes and abstracts. They take a lot of pictures when they first arrive in the Devildom and end up painting a lot of different Devildom flowers and buildings. They're fascinated by this whole new world of stuff to paint, so they end up with piles of canvases in their room.

And then one day the character they have feelings for (this changes because I can't decide) finds a portrait they've painted. It's still on the easel, an amazingly well crafted portrait in oils. And of course, it's a portrait of that character. He asks Ciaran about it, thinking Ciaran must have taken a picture of him when he wasn't looking. Ciaran's a little baffled by this (and also a little embarrassed because they didn't really intend for him to see it). Ciaran says that they could have painted a portrait from a photo, but they didn't need to. Ciaran hands over their current watercolor notebook and the character flips through it to find that nearly every other painting is of him. In between the paintings of flora, buildings, and a handful of other people, are paintings of him smiling, concentrating, standing in a RAD hallway, or doing his favorite thing. Ciaran says they painted the oil portrait from memory because they've painted him so many times now that it just comes naturally.

And even though Ciaran doesn't say anything about how they feel, it's basically a confession. What happens next varies depending on the other character, but in the end Ciaran always gives them the portrait.

10: Share some angst headcanons!

Okay lemme give you an extension of the fluff story for this one, then!

Because Ciaran used to paint portraits all the time, back in the human world. But then they fell in love with someone. And they started painting that person all the time. For a while, every painting was of that person. Until that person broke Ciaran's heart. :( Then Ciaran stopped painting portraits and never actually painted another one until the above scenario.

Additionally, I would say that angst for Ciaran is really prevalent in the Nightbringer timeline. They don't even like Solomon at first, until the third season of the OG when they become his apprentice. They eventually realize how smart he is and how lonely he is. Then he earns their respect and friendship. But Ciaran really struggles with the brothers not remembering them. And if they're going to fall for Solomon, they've already got feelings for him by the time Nightbringer happens. But they haven't told him, so it's all angst because they think it's unrequited (what can I say we're dealing with two idiots). So it's a lot of trying not to depend on Solomon too much, but having no one else to turn to, etc.

11: Something you really want to mention about them that you haven’t before!

One time, Ciaran got incredibly drunk and slept with their older sister's boyfriend. Fiadh said she was angry, but Ciaran was like yo do you think I'm dumb? I can tell that you don't actually care, what's up with that? And that's when Fiadh decided to come out to her family as a lesbian. Needless to say, she broke up with that boyfriend and did not really mourn his loss. In the meantime, Ciaran felt terrible because they really didn't mean to do it and they were far more careful about their alcohol consumption after that. Because they love their sister and would never hurt her intentionally. And they would like to not hurt her accidentally if they can avoid it.

07: Where do you think they would most likely end up in—heaven or hell?

Wow what a question. Are we saying this is when they die? Because I kinda think Ciaran would be hell bound lol. I'm not sure, honestly. Do they get a say at all? Because in that case they're definitely going to choose hell, assuming that's just the Devildom and not like... a fire and brimstone type of situation. But despite being an angry lil guy with a bit of a violent streak, Ciaran is generally a good person. So I guess it depends on what the requirements are. But they would choose to be in the Devildom if they could.

08: Do they carry anything with them protect themself from the paranormal?

Ciaran is no longer a practicing Catholic, but due to their upbringing, they still have bits of that lingering in the way they deal with this kind of thing. They've been known to cross themselves out of habit when they're really frightened. They also have a few saint medallions. They keep one of St Christopher in their car. Due to their love of animals, sometimes they will wear a St Francis of Assisi medallion too. (Their mother keeps their rosary for them.) But if such things are toxic to demons, they will leave them behind lol. Other than that, I don't think they have anything that's specific for protecting themselves from the paranormal. Though I could see them wanting to make such a thing that doesn't hurt demons because they care about having some protection.

Woo! That was fun, so much of this is stuff I've just had sitting around in my head for ages! Thank you for asking!!

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#I write about Ciaran a lot #but I don't usually write about their past and stuff #and some of this stuff just doesn't come up #anyway I'm having the time of my life with these questions lol #obey me mc #misc mc ciaran #alpine-forget-me-nots #cc mutuals #misc answers

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