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genshin-obsessed · 1 year

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When Someone Flirts with You! | Honkai Star Rail

Someone saw this coming and I'm very proud of you for figuring it out. Yeah, I've been getting into star rail and I thought I'd just write since I can't really think of genshin things to write right now lol this is barely edited, so have mercy <3 idk tags rn so please help me out :') ✧ Includes: Dan Heng, Welt, Sampo, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Luocha, Blade ✧ Extra: Luocha and Blade might be ooc, I'm not too familiar with them as of right now. ✧ Come one, come all! See what happens when someone flirts with you in front of your men!

Dan Heng

Dan Heng is a really private person, he’s not a fan of showing off everything. So he’s not one to flaunt you around, but it’s not hard to tell you’re both in a relationship. He’s around you like… all the time.

He’s not one to follow around like a helicopter boyfriend, but he’s got an eye on you. If he sees someone bothering you, he’s behind them in an instant.

0/10. Dan Heng’s not super scary so they could ignore him and continue flirting with you. For a moment, he’ll just stand there as he listens to some of the dumb things they’re gonna say. You two make fun of them later for it. But then he hears something along the lines of, “come on, i’ll treat you better.” he don’t like that.

How is this creep better than him?! They couldn’t even tell you were uncomfortable. Dan Heng will usually place a hand on their shoulder and his grip gets tighter every second the creep is still in front of you. Paired with his glare…

10/10 the creep is gone. You sigh in relief and walk to Dan Heng quietly, wrapping your arms around his waist. He immediately hugs back, stroking your hair a little.

“Let’s go somewhere else. I don’t like it here anymore.” You agreed.

Welt

Well, he doesn’t hang around you 24/7, he’s a busy man. But it’s also not hard to tell you’re dating either. Welt isn’t crazy about PDA, but he’ll give you a quick kiss every now and then and often gives you hugs (per your request).

He believes you’re capable of taking care of yourself, so he’s often not paying attention. That doesn’t mean he won’t look over at you every now and then. This time, he just happened to see some creepy creep trying to creep up on you.

“Are you ok, (y/n)?” Is the first thing he asks when he walks up to you. He will literally ignore the existence of the creep beside him. Usually what happens here is that you’ll nod and he’ll “accidentally” shove the creepy away and urge you to come talk with him and his friends. The creep is usually so confused they walk away. But sometimes- sometimes- they follow.

Welt does NOT like that. I mean it was one thing to not take the hint from your face, but then to stop you when you’re actively trying to leave?

Welt will turn around and just glare at them. Like that silent, “I will kill you” kinda glare. It’s a staring contest for a moment before the creepy creep just kinda turns away and leaves. Sometimes, Welt does have to smack them with his lil cane. Sometimes.

“Anyway, we’re over here. Would you like a drink?”

Sampo

Sampo is all over you, usually. He loves you and the world should know? Sometimes, he can go too far so just let him know. Anyway, since he’s always over you, people know you’re dating him.

Usually at parties and events, he’s hanging off your arm, but sometimes he’s gotta go talk to some of his other friends and acquaintances. He keeps an eye on you.

Here’s the thing, he’ll come up and flirt with you too but try to one up the creep. “You look fine, darling,” - the creep. “You look so beautiful, every star in the sky and the moons pale in comparison.” - Sampo.

0/10. Of course, the creep gets irritated and asks what the hell Sampo is doing. Sampo just gives him a condescending smile and says, “that’s my partner you’re talking to. I’m not gonna let you just creep up on them.” There’s… a glint in his eyes that’s unnerving. Even you can see it.

69/10. The creep runs off, making some excuse or whatever. Sampo watches them for a minute before turning to you and smiling. You rush to give him a hug and he happily returns it.

“Wanna go home? Seems like that idiot trashed your mood a little.”

Gepard

Gepard is a very shy guy and he’s not one to be all touchy-touchy without you doing it first. He gets all flustered and looks away… but he’ll lean into your touch.

He usually sticks around you, keeping your attention so no creepies come by, but sometimes he gets pulled away. He always lets you know he’ll be right back and leaves for just a few moments. Enough for a creepy to sneak in >:0

When Gepard notices the creep, he wastes no time walking over to you. “Is everything ok?” He asked, looking at you. If you shook your head, that was it. The captain of the silvermane’s came out!

The first glare is usually a 50/50. Sometimes, the creeps acted all annoyed and walk away, pretending they’re not scared but other times… they challenge him. Gepard just places a hand on their shoulder and shoves them back. It’s actually surprisingly strong- they’ll fall over sometimes.

10/10, that usually sends them running. On rare occasions there’s that ONE creepy who just stands up and tries to take him on lmao. You know to take a step back because Gepard kinda skips the arresting and just goes to ass kicking. And he’s the shy boyfriend.

“So… we should go now. Yeah, no, just leave the creep there.”

Jing Yuan

Jing Yuan isn't the most affectionate boyfriend, but he doesn’t mind letting people know you two are together. Depends on your comfort level.

He’s a busy man, so at that fancy event, he can’t always be at your side but he tries to keep you by him. Of course, you decided to go get a drink, he happily agreed. You went off and he kept greeting more officials. You didn’t return, so he looked over and he just saw you turning away from a creep who just grabbed your arm!

Jing Yuan elegantly excuses himself and basically sneaks up behind the guy. He’ll stand there which brings you tons of relief, enough to let the creep ramble and ramble and ramble. “I could take you out to dinner, (nickname you don’t like). I’ll buy you (food you don’t like).” “Actually, they don’t like that. And they don’t like being called that.” The creep jumps away and is standing beside you at that point.

5/10, honestly, some just get scared and leave. There’s the other half though that just kinda scoff and look at you. Before they can even say anything, Jing Yuan grabs them by the shirt and force them to look at him. “Do not speak to them like that. Do not look at them, and don’t even think about them. You leave now or I’ll drag you out myself.”

10/10!!!!!!!!! They are GONE. No sign of them for MILES. Jing Yuan huffs and looks down at you. At this point, everyone’s looking at you two, making you extremely uncomfortable. He’ll stand beside you and pull you close, using that half of his jacket thing to cover you.

“We can leave. I’ll deal with everything else later. Come on.”

Luocha

This man is unpredictable. Sometimes, he’s grabbing your hand to prove your dating, others are just a straight kiss. You don’t mind. Either way, the world knows you two are together.

Luocha doesn’t mind leaving you alone, he’s got confidence in himself and you. That doesn’t mean he’s not there as your backup. Creeps creep on a daily- he’s gotchu. He sees the creep and he’s already walking toward you.

“No!” You exclaimed with a frown, “I'm not interested. Leave me alone.” Luocha didn’t mind scaring the creep off… but it was when they grabbed you that kinda set him off. “Hey.” Is all he says as he grabs their wrist to shove their hand away. 3/10. SOMETIMES people do get scared off by his demeanor. But there’s always that one. Our favorite.

For those guys, he’ll just get physical. There’s just this switch that goes off when it comes to you. 10/10. They’re either gone or out like a light.

“Come, we should go somewhere else.”

Blade

Lol. First of all, people know you’re dating this dude because you’re still alive while hanging off his arm. He’s not affectionate in public other than some sweet words. “You look nice today.” “I think you did well.” Things like that.

Blade can… be a helicopter boyfriend because he just has a 6th sense for creepies. You can be doing your own thing and he’s just standing there. Menacingly. There are days where he’s away from you, but he keeps a sharp eye on you. Then he notices the creep.

“Go away.” You say with a huff as you turn away. “Stop!” You yell, trying to pull your hand away. Suddenly, the creep is silent and frozen. You probably know exactly what happened.

You feel your arm come loose and look behind you to see Blade pointing… well his blade at the creep. He doesn’t say anything and the creep can’t help but just feel the icy fear in their veins. 10/10, Blade doesn’t fail.

“Thank you.” You say with a sigh as you run and hug his arm, looking up at him. Blade sighs and looks down at you, feeling that relief in his chest knowing that you’re fine and right beside him where you should be.

“It’s because you look cute today. Let’s go somewhere else.”

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #dan heng x reader #jing yuan x reader #blade x reader #sampo x reader #welt x reader #luocha x reader #gepard x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader

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bakubunny · 4 months

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Sharing with the class :)

CW: Virginity loss?? If that even needs a CW??

Ok so you mentioned inexperienced Joe and Cherry which got my mind kinda runnin—

I feel like Joe was the guy who, when he was way younger, tried to make it seem like he knew what he was doing because he wanted to seem hot and confident but as soon as the girl he was getting steamy with sat on his lap for the first time, his body instantly went rigid. She asked if he was ok and he said yeah but eventually with a little coaxing and reassurance she finally got him to admit that he had no clue what to do. Either that or when he was young, the only knowledge he had was from p*rn. So he thought he knew what to do but was eventually extremely humbled by the first few girls he was with going "Bro no— what the fuck are you doing." LMFAO idk I can't get it out of my head that before Joe was actually good at flirting and sex he was just a total moron who was either way overconfident in his knowledge or wanted to seem that way. He eventually grew more braincells and made up for it tho :)

Cherry on the other hand strikes me as the type that actually had a decent amount of good knowledge from different locations, but kind of saw sex as pointless since he was more focused on getting a good career. I think I remember Neon talking about a HC that she had that Cherry was the one who lost his V-card first before Joe, so I'm gonna add onto that and say he did it one night specifically because he wanted to piss Joe off LMFAO. He eventually grows to let loose a little bit and let himself have fun sometimes.

But that whole thing also got me thinking about how they would be if either of them were your first time.

For Joe, he thinks you're absolutely adorable. So cute, so shy, so pliant. He knows how scary it can be to be that intimate with someone for the first time so he'd probably tell you to, "Tell me what you want me to do, Babydoll.~" to give you a sense of control in the situation so you'd maybe feel a bit more at ease. You'd be too shy to say it out loud, either that or your head would be spinning due to everything you're feeling to the point where you can't talk. I can imagine him teasing you a little bit. He clicks his tongue sympathetically, "Awwwh, poor baby... don't be shy, Princess. M'not gonna bite... but if you want me to you gotta tell me, right?" He would probably soothingly rub circles into your hip while coaxing you into being more bold, talking in a voice dripping in liquid sugar. Eventually if you're too shy I can see him dipping down and letting you whisper it in his ear. He'd probably say whatever you said back to you, overly loud with the most smug expression on his face as he watches you curl in on yourself in an attempt to hide your face.

I'm not too sure about Cherry on the other hand. Tbh he kinda strikes me as the type to not wanna be someone's first time, mainly if it's like a one n done situation. He'd probably be way sweeter with a partner but I'm not too sure about specifics. You might have a different opinion or something to add so if you choose to then go off bro :)

side note: i don’t know that virginity loss needs a cw, but i definitely appreciate it. 🖤 it’s something i generally (not always) shy away from for a variety of reasons, so i personally make sure to mention it in tags.

miz, i love all of this. thank you for sharing. 😭

i agree on inexperienced kojiro… he wanted to seem like he knew what he was doing, but quickly got humbled by a few (nice) girls who taught him better. as much as he appears like he’s a little too cocky, i don’t see him as being that way intimately until he knows what he’s doing. young kojiro and kojiro in general has a softness to him despite his cockiness and i think he’d freeze up.

same thing with kaoru, i agree with your thought process. i feel like maybe he’d do it to piss kojiro off or maybe just because he wanted to and kojiro was pissy that it happened for kaoru first. 💀

good grief, another hard hitter bc kojiro is both the best and worst person to be your first. 😵‍💫 he’s exactly as you described, so sugary sweet but also making you wish you didn’t exist. i have a hc that kojiro does that to most people he’s with. a lot of them act confident and get shy when they’re alone with him - and he loves it. he’s the type that loves flustering whoever he’s intimate with because it turns him on to see that look of watching someone’s thoughts fizzle out and restart. the only exceptions to the “flustered by pretty boy joe in private” hc are the people like him with enough cockiness to throw back the same energy he gives lmao. for this reason, i’m submitting the hc to you that kojiro loves begging and dumbification more than the average person. it’s the whole process of watching someone go from confident to flustered and shy to begging for the thing they didn’t want to admit or completely fucked stupid that he really loves.

i think i’m not alone when i say that i don’t think kaoru is necessarily a one night stand kind of person in general, though he has done it. like kaoru pulls just as much as kojiro does, but he doesn’t go for flings often. imo kaoru isn’t that experienced, he’s just… not stupid or clueless about sex.

and i think you’re right - he’s not one to want to be someone’s first as a one time thing because he wants it to be something special for them, perhaps because it wasn’t for him. some of it also has to do with him fearing you’ll get too attached if you’re not already in a long term relationship; in that regard i almost think he’d put sex off until after “i love you”s are said for the first time with someone who’s never had sex. he spent a long time without sex before you, so he’s not bothered by waiting now.

with that said, kaoru’s not gonna say i love you first or easily, so reader might actually be the one getting impatient to have sex or think that he’s disinterested or even unnattracted to them. he’s not either of those things, he just wants you to be sure, and he doesn’t want to hurt someone he cares for. and if you believe for one second that it’s because he doesn’t want you, he’s more than ready to show you otherwise. but with kaoru, intimacy doesn’t really go past making out, grinding, and heavy petting until he’s ready to take on the risk of you getting attached.

bonus hcs: kaoru thinks it’s really cute to make you cum while you grind on his leg with your clothes on. he pushes your hips into him to encourage you and showers you with praise if you’re nervous. to him, it’s endearing as much as it is attractive. he’s the type to not rush and make sure you actually get off your first time. i think you’re right, he’s much sweeter than kojiro… but he’s still gotta tease you and make you at least a little flustered your first time. after that all bets are off; he’s gonna tease you a ton because it’s cute.

@dcsiremc @neon-gothicc

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toxicanonymity · 1 year

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oh-my-may · 2 months

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Hey there

Hi, this is my reintroduction to tumblr (kinda).

I go by May on the internet, it's some weird nickname I made of my real name and goes back to my first gamer tag on minecraft...

I'm currently 22 years of age, which sometimes makes me feel incredibly old on the internet? At the same time I seem to come across many other people my age who go through very similar struggles as me lol

I curretnly work fulltime as a waitress. I'm European so I get paid a proper wage there, and the work with my coworkers is very fun and comforting. I'm not always the biggest fan of other people, but being a people pleaser and having the ability to hide my true personality behind a "nice" facade makes my job possible and bearable. (jk aside, I really like my job)

Hobbies include:

reading (I always say that, but I barely ever pick up a book. Just spent most of my early teen years absolutely ramming through a shit ton of books. I still really enjoy reading, but I barely find the time to do it. My tbr list is endless)

gaming (I'll dip my toes into anything that's not an ego-shooter, my PS5 is one of my most treasured possessions)

watching movies (last year I dragges either my sister or one of my friends to the theaters at least once a month. Doesn't mean I'm a movie critic or anything, but I really like watching movies and I might just share some takes on it on here)

anime (just a select few, the most famous ones. Life's busy when you have a fulltime job and still have other hobbies, but I'm currently on my first watchthrough of One Piece! Will definitely post about this from time to time)

listening to music (realizing I have very basic hobbies bc my parents never urged me to pursue anything specific when I was a child, but anyway: I will listen to almost a bit of anything, but Taylor Swift and Ghost were amongst my most streamed artists on Spotify last year. Do with that info what you will)

writing. I did start with writing fanfiction, first harry potter, then boybands, then kpop, then anime. Most important to me was always my original idea though. I know many people have things like this. A few years ago I thought I'd actually go with trying to publish something. Now I have revised and rethought the whole thing. I barely write, but it's still in the back of my head all the damn time. I always think about writing, but doing the actual thing rn seems impossible.

As I'm writing this I realize how pathetic I feel doing this, beacuse I have this awful feeling no one is gonna respond and I'll end up regretting this so much that I'll delete it. Thank God the internet gives me the opportunity to be anonymous.

Anyway, the previously mentioned hobbies lead to my (current) interests that I'll most likely post about, so if you're into one or more of these things as well, let's chat!

in terms of games: Currently playing through Final Fantasy 7 Rebirth and generally FF7 is probably a huge hyperfixation of mine and has been for years. I've just arrived in Gongaga on my playthrough and I'm loving all of it. The game caters to all the expectations and interests I have in games. It's just so insanely beautiful and makes me tear up every couple hours idk

on this note I'd like to mention that I dipped my toes into FF14 but since I only play on Playstaion now, all the commands are overwhelming to me. I'm definitely planning on playing FF15 and FF16

Kinda cringe but I swear I'm normal: Genshin Impact. Have been playing since early 2021, once had a pretty unhealthy relationship to this game, but I was mentally not doing well during that time. Having a fulltime job changed my perspective on the game. Now I'm a casual enjoyer bc I love the open world and characters, and I love to get into the lore, so I might post a few theories and stuff on here

On that note: Honkai Star Rail. Same company, but it took me way longer to get into the game. Really enjoying it now though, although I am struggling with a bunch of battles. Save to say, I am NOT playing the game for the meta lol

One Piece! As mentioned, I started my watch of it last year in summer just before the Netflix live action came out (work bestie talked me into it). I'm quite literally at episode 500 rn. Had to stop for a while at around Thriller Bark bc the first few episodes didn't quite do it for me. Now I try to watch a few episodes before sleep everyday :)

Other anime that I am different levels of unhinged about: Jujutsu Kaisen, Attack on Titan, Bungou Stray Dogs, Demon Slayer. The basics, I know. Just don't have the time to watch a lot while other life stuff happens, you know. OP is the main thing rn, and until I am kinda up-to-date with that, everything else will have to wait lol

In terms of book stuff I must admit I keep going back to communities and fandoms I was a part of when I was a teen lol. This largely refers to stuff like Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugho, The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater and All for the Game by Nora Sakavic

Right now though I am more interested in reading some classics and other stuff. Read Britney Spears' biography last year (within the span of one day, I wanna add), currently I'm reading a chapter of Crime and Punishment once in a blue moon. I'd like to read more stuff like that in the future, but everything at it's time ig

Other fictional universes I was once quite unhinged about: Game of Thrones and Lord of the Rings. Both communities are kinda dead atm though. I'm still in the process of reading the books (which means I last picked them up over a year ago. But believe me, I'll get there, eventually.... someday)

In terms of music as I said I listen to almost anything. Not a lot of rap and techno, though. I like stuff with lyrics I can sing along to and feel deep within my bones. I wouldn't call myself a "fan" of any particular artist, I was very unhinged about musicians as a teen and I have learned my lesson. Now I just listen to the music without caring too much about the artist themselves. I used to really like 5 Seconds of Summer as a teen, then I moved to Kpop. Now I barely keep up with either but just listen to the stuff I did back then

I think that's basically it for now? The most important parts about myself. Stuff I like to talk about, so if you like some of this too, maybe come talk to me? I wanna get to know people here after all, and I have learned this is probably the best way to start.

I don't have many conditions for friends tbh. I'm 22, so anything between like 19 and 26 or so is fine as long as the vibes are good :) I don't care about genders and all that, personally going by she/her. I'm a Taurus, in case someone wants to know. Last time i took the test I was an infp-t (still think it's pretty accurate but it's been a few years nd I heard that test isn't as accurate? idk)

Other things you should maybe know is that English is not my native language, so excuse any mistakes you might come across lol. I dropped out of university. My profile picture kinda captures my most basic features.

Anyway, feel free to hit me up, I love talking to people on the internet and I really look forward to this reinvention of my account here and actually talking about my interests and reposting stuff I like :)

If you have any questions, just ask!

Until then,

May

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trixiedjinn · 1 year

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Yo, pronouns: I kinda vibe with fae/faer, but she/her is simpler

This is mostly reblogs of things I like. I don't use individual tags, but if it's horny it'll have nsft in the tag, if I think it's scary it'll have horror, but these tags are mostly for me to sort through here for what's important to my interests. If you like my constant horny posting, perfect! Go interact with the blog it came from ✨ you're welcome for the advertising. The only tags that're gonna be super important for you besides are:

#my poetry, #oddwords) my poetry and loose thoughts. If you can stand my incessant horny posting, you've probably got good/bad enough taste to enjoy it 😅

#annoyed, #politics) Everything is political, but if it's especially politicized it'll get one of these two tags. It'll probably also be something that frustrates me about the world. If it's just something I think is annoying, I'll just ignore the post instead of reblogging.

#echoes) it's been a long time since I've properly performed at all, and I'm anxious about it, but I'm also an attention whore and I love singing. If I ever work up the nerve to do it again, you'll see covers under this tag. If I ever write something, it'll get the #oddwords tag too.

That said, if you're under 18, stupid (some flavor of bigot, tenderqueer, any kind of unironically spiritual/religious) go away thanks ✨🖤

I don't like you, or you're too young for this rn, and I think anti-empiricism is fucking stupid. I'm not respectful or whatever dog whistle you've made up for tolerating being stupid. +NO, I will not make an exception for you. At best I'll people please to avoid an uncomfortable confrontation, and desperately hope you get sick of me. The only crystals I like are the crystal gems, and mythology isn't real; weird idiots fuck off.

Read under the cut if still you want my ear for some reason

I save most of my important thinking for my work blogs, Mystydjinn and Belledjinn, where I run a super cute/cursed vtuber routine ✨

[Mysty 🖤] I found a djinni and made her promise me 3 wishes if I set her free from her prison with a fourth. I am bad at making wishes though, so instead of having fatter boobs and thousands of screaming fans, I've got a virtual doppelganger with bigger boobs than me. But the djinni is cosmically bound to be our manager now, so the existential horror is easier to cope with 😅. I'm a nerd, so this blog is solely about the games I'm working on, games I've played, games I am playing, games I'm DM/GM'ing, voice acting & writing projects, and the rare shitpost. It's also mostly "clean" at least as clean as I have to be to stay monetized on YouTube, but that's it.

If you like fictional literature at all, you want to follow [🖤Belle]. She's the djinn that cursed me, is smarter than me, and likes snatching people from their beds to be her plaything in the middle of the night- she's a little bit maleficent I'm ngl. She's really good at picking shots of me for my Fansly though, so I mostly let her do whatever she wants. Expect smut (mostly wlw), and full stories about adults in general. Fellow old Gen Z and millennials who're chill, this one's for you.

All that said, I'm a lot of other things too:

Sapphic- I like "women," and basically only women, even if the concept of gender is... kinda pointless? Idk. It feels more honest to just describe what presentations and bodies I like, because the hottest studs/butches always look like men who've seen war with tits and occasionally a fat ass. But a cool person is a cool person.

Poly- I don't believe in distinctions between "kinds" of love. Love by my understanding; is a mutual level of fondness and trust between individuals, plus a commitment to maintaining that mutual fondness and trust. Romance, is just various ways of expressing sexual intent, or sex itself. Not all my relationships carry the same weight for me, but my "platonic" relationships are just as categorically important to me as my "romantic" ones. If I love you, I love you. If I wanna drip this soaking kitty into your mouth while I stuff your cock/clit/idk into mine, then I wanna hear you scream my name and/or force me to call you Mommy. Exclusivity, as result, is a pretty useless arbitrary restriction to me. I'm interested in dedicated relationships, all of mine are, but if you don't want me playing with the other bunnies/kittens/puppies/mommies/dommes/toys on the playground, you'll need a pretty convincing argument for why not, like a literal dowry or something. I'm apparently pretty picky with my heart though, so if I love AND wanna fuck you, you're in a pretty exclusive "club." But I'm gonna fuck whatever I feel like fucking.

I'm obsessed with game design/media and the arts; there's not a medium with a digital presence I don't know at least a little bit about, and I love to learn, as much as I love creating cursed nonsense.

Hypersexual, for better or worse

I am someone with a very low tolerance for manipulative communication. Say what you want, and say it quickly and clearly.

If you're not direct with me, or refuse to clarify honestly when I ask why you're in my DMs; I'm not gonna know what you want and I'll get anxious. When I'm anxious I get hypervigilant, and on the off chance I realize you're trying to manipulate me because you're too anxious to be direct, or think you are; I'll block you on the spot. Go to therapy and learn how to use your words like a fucking adult.

Be straight with me or be a fan, please and thank you. I'm a whole person with my own interests and desires, not a product to be consumed, a trophy to make you finally feel worth something, and certainly not a character you can kin unless you're paying me.

DMs are only open to MUTUALS who are honest about and comfortable with their intentions.

The rest of you; man, woman, or fellow enby things, use my Asks and/or go to Belledjinn to DM me and pay for my time and energy. I enforce the performer/audience divide with hostility because I am hostile.

Mutuals

If you wanna shoot the breeze about a special interest, send me something you think I'd find fun, share your favorite smut/porn, or erp, just pop in and ask me or just start talking 🖤 I am a too busy ditz though, so be patient if I'm hard to keep track of.

I'm a switch 🖤 (princess/bunny sub - service domme) and a masochist 🖤 I get bratty, but unless you're dommy enough to shut me up, you've just flipped my switch. I'm embarrassingly obedient if given the opportunity, unless I'm working though, so I'm mostly interested in other switches if not outright brat tamers 🖤 ask me about other specific kinks in DMs please; furries 'n monsterfuckers pls say hi too 🥺

Also, my favorite bird is a crow. I'll ask you if you know to see if you actually read this.

I promise you'll get farther by being earnest about what you want from me, especially if it's "gross" 🥵 Cuz I like being nasty too. The tags in my horny posts aren't just for show, so ask about them if you wanna know

Also:

My brain is at ten, 90% of the time and it can be exhausting. If you'd be uninterested in me while I'm at 4, you can't actually handle me. Go away.

#sapphic nsft #pinned post

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golbrocklovely · 4 months

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i think its hilarious people are calling m cb’s girlfriend when that horny mfer is still liking half naked insta models pics as of a day or two ago. if he had a gf he wouldn’t (i hope) disrespected her like that. whereas i think sg and k are probably together or at least in the early stages bc they definitely seem cutesy together whereas all pics of cb and m (including nye) have ‘we’re just having fun’ vibes. also the way m is dressing and still posting on insta, she’s definitely not giving off ‘i have a bf’ vibes.

people just stiring drama (not u, ofc. ur the only snc blog i keep up with bc you have reasonable answers to this stuff) in the tag calling both girls the ‘girlfriends’ lol

plus as a personal observation as someone who’s only known who snc are since october, cb doesnt strike me as someone who will settle down before 30 (if he ever wants to). hes 27 now right? maybe in the coming years he might start wanting something solid but he strikes me as someone who isnt looking for that rn. idk im 29 this year and im sort of in the same boat. like only the last 6 months have i been thinking ok its probably time to find someone…

i mean, i would assume he'd not do that either, but i think it also depends on what m feels like. she might not care. also there are a lot of girls colby is just friends with, and he'll like their scantily clad pics so idk about it being an issue.

and as for what she wears, again, i don't think that matters. colby doesn't seem like the type to want his girl to fully cover up or whatever. and also, just bc you're in a relationship doesn't mean you have to dress conservatively. you still have the same body underneath, whether or not you show it off. and if she feels confident, who gives a fuck what colby thinks lol

but as i've stated before, idk how serious m and colby could be. they've only known each other since sam's bday. so they've only been together for a month and some change so… eh. if they want to be together forever, so be it. that's awesome. if not, it is what it is.

as for sam and k/la girl, yeah idk about them either. they've seemingly been together since septemberish. so, it could be serious and lead to something more committed. or it could just be a silly fling that lasts for a bit of time and then ends. but i hope they enjoy whatever time they do spend together.

colby has had almost exclusively flings since 2016 after he broke up with his only girlfriend (or he claims to be his only girlfriend). he has a lot that he needs to work on internally before he starts committing to anyone. he himself has said that basically. so i don't see him settling down anytime soon, but who knows. and same thing with sam. he just got out of a long relationship, so my first thought would not be to jump into another one. but he also has said he's a monogamous person and likes being in relationships. so… it's a bit up in the air for both of them. but i don't see them settling down any time soon.

and as for me, there's always been just a lot going on in my life so i've never really taken time to focus on my love life. or the couple times i have, it's been unrequited and heartache. however, i'm very happy i didn't date when i was younger bc i genuinely hated myself for a long time. and i just know i would have tolerated a lot more bc i didn't care about me and just didn't want to be alone. like i was borderline abused by dudes i wasn't even seeing back then. now, i love myself (for the most part lol) and have no issues being alone. and i also know what i want. and if a man, or woman, ever tried anything with me, i'll just leave lmao

i would like to get married in the future, but it definitely isn't gonna be this year or most likely the next sksk

#ask #personal #sg ll #cb ll

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tenpintsof-sundrop · 28 days

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just so you guys know, people are still throwing rocks at me in my inbox.

I don't think I'm gonna post or respond to the messages, because I am just tired at this point. even though I have a lot to say and I feel the need to defend myself when someone sends me long ass paragraphs accusing me of not being 'accountable' and using my chronic illness as something to 'hide behind'?

like girl. I write fanfiction. I. write. fanfiction.

at the end of the day this is a hobby. it is a hobby that I am very passionate about - but I am beholden to no one. I could post 10 different fics that are 2 sentences long each and make no sense and I would have to explain myself to no one about it.

but I know that a lot of people wondered why I deleted @/pinkchubbiebunnie and for a lot of people it was very sudden - and it was because of harassment like this. and it was a lot of harassment that you guys didn't see. for every one message I posted then, there was 30, 40, 50 messages in my inbox - ones I deleted or debated responding to. and that was because I was pointing out fatphobia and lack of trans and amab inclusion in fics (a lack of representation for reader characters outside of cis women, which I think is unfair even though I am a cis woman).

and this time I am being harassed for - pointing out that genuine, healthy reader/writer interaction is down across the board for all authors and saying that due to lack of interaction and because of rude interaction, I had a very hard time finishing a long, multichapter fic. (which I did end up finishing). and I am being berated for not sticking with fandoms, not finishing fics in the past, and supposedly being a rude horrible person.

I am really, really trying hard to push past those rude messages and forget about them so that I can move on. and something I was thinking about last night was doing WIP Wednesdays (aka posting a tiny sample of my wips on Wednesday, which is usually only something people do if they are tagged to do it?) - but now I feel like if I reveal anything about a fic and then don't complete it, it's rude? idk. I am just trying to focus on what I'm working on now because I liked the idea when it was conceptualized in my mind.

but this is really, really demotivating me from posting anything ever

I don't want this to be the straw that breaks the camels back (when it comes to me quitting posting fics) and I don't want to post rude messages that people send me just to get sympathy (because I don't want sympathy, I guess I just want understanding?) - but just know I'm going through the ringer rn. and I want to keep sharing my fics, because I know that those fics make people happy.

before all this, I was even considering doing a series on AO3 called 'from the vault' where I posted all the old kpop fanfics that I have still stored in my google docs just so that people can read them and maybe enjoy them, even if I consider them cringeworthy because they are not up to my current skill level - but idk. all of this is just aggravating my existing mental illness so much and sucking away all the excitement I had for any of these things

#sundrop speaks #random #personal #fanfiction

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leetaehwan · 9 months

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bias tag game !

tagged by @lee-minhoe and @ambivartence 💕

rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10, then answer the questions below. try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

tagging (if u want no pressure ofc!): @chanrizard @gnanii @snug-gyu @changbeens @jikyu @lunetual @minchanz @jinniebit @jwoongz

continued under the cut :)

bias list !

lee know (skz)

dk (svt)

jaehyuk (treasure)

taehwan (vanner)

mark lee (nct)

jinyoung (got7)

bang chan (skz)

soobin (txt)

donghyun (ab6ix)

mingyu (svt)

questions !

1. Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

mark was first; i got into nct in like late 2019 and i didn't find skz/chan until late 2021 i think?? mark is like , my second or third bias in nct though lol

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

deekay babieeeeee <333 don't get me wrong i LOVE jinyoung but seokmin ...... that's my number one dude, my boy of all time, if u will

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

OMG LEE KNOW OR JAE 😭😭😭 i'm gonna give it to lee know tho (nobody's shocked). similar to mel's answer we could go on a lil stroll through the woods then stop for coffee after. we go back home and i'll watch him make lunch for us and then we binge watch spy x family for the rest of the day bc i still haven't finished it yet and he would not have that .

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

donghyun my bestie my bee eff ?!?!! honestly probably his cheeks he has the most squishable lil face like look

are u kidding </3

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

PARK JINYOUNG MY BELOVEDDDDD 😭 he is so passionate about what he does - singing, dancing, acting, he is putting in the work and it shows!! didn't think i could love him more and then i watched he is psychometric DUDE 🥺🥺 that's not even the one he won an award for but like dang bro he was good !!!! also i feel like he has a good balance of being silly goofy and like . being serious/chill/more reserved??? idk he's a virgo so he def takes himself seriously but like , not too much u know ??

not to rant but i love how he loves his members too . he is so kind like he really loves them and cares for them and wants them all to succeed, regardless of how often he says they're annoying (yugbam the problem children fcdjhdvjk) he's rly just the mom (yugyeom's specifically) of the group and it's very sweet <3

6. If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

soobin!!! i would tell him he's doing a great job being the leader to his hooligans and that i get "bye guys!! hi ladies!!! mwah!" stuck in my head at least once a week 🖤

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

between lino and dk hm ... i think they're both pretty similar (casual, comfy, boyfriend-y) but if i had to choose i'd say dokyeom. he seems just a little bit more adventurous in his style i feel like he likes a good pattern

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

hm for jae and also for the rest of the group i think something in the vein of seventeen's home;run era could be fun .. all the funky colors and retro-y fits ! 🤔🔮 i'm seeing jae with dark hair and a patterned collared sweater .. and pearls ofc 🔮

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

i think mark and taehwan are the same height (5'9"/175cm) so neither ! hfdkvfjfd

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

individually, i'm sorry gyu i'm gonna give it to donghyun i looove his vocals ! venus ??? so smooth so ethereal 🍯 in terms of their groups though, i love my yeppis but it's gotta be seventeen for me dawg they're like all time for me we're rly in this carat shit for life 💎 i can't find the words to explain how much i love them and their music literally the only thing coming to mind rn is when dk said "it's love, of course" and like !!!! yeah !!! ykwim !?!!

#sorry this took forever but thanks for tagging me friends!!#games

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rainbowrenjun · 10 months

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15 questions, 15 mutuals

tagged by @boochans (ty!!!<3 even tho it took me like a week lol)

1. are you named after anyone? nope! unless you count the fact that my mom loves british tv so she gave me and brother very british names unintentionally lol 2. when was the last time you cried? yesterday i teared up but i can't for the life of me remember why. if we’re talking a proper cry tho i don’t remember but it couldn’t have been long ago bc i’m a big cry baby like crying doesn’t register as a big deal to me atp like that’s just my life baby 3. do you have kids? noooo omg i’m still trying to figure out how to take care of myself😭 4. do you use sarcasm a lot? idk what counts as a lot but i have been known to be sarcastic 5. what sports do you play/have you played? never been a huge sports person but as a kid i did soccer, golf, and a bit of karate 6. what’s the first thing you notice about people? i’m not sure maybe their outfit? or maybe hair color/style bc that's the easiest way to tell people apart imo 7. what’s your eye colour? light blue 8. scary movies or happy endings? not a big movie person but i’m always down for a good comedy so i guess happy endings 9. any special talents? not that i'm aware lol (unless having such bad adhd that adderall makes me sleepy is a special talent🤔) 10. where were you born? this feels like a security question so i’m gonna keep it vague and say the west (of us america) but i only lived in that town as a baby im not a true West Coaster™️ 11. what are your hobbies? giffing, trading/collecting kpop stuff, video games (esp rpgs!! give me recs if ur into rpgs 👀), writing (fanfic but also original stuff that i can never seem to finish), used to be really into makeup but i fell out of it during the pandemic, reading (i tend to not read for 6 months and then read 300k words in one sitting. all or nothing🫡 also if u read danmei or wlw stuff give me recs:3) 12. do you have pets? yes i have a 6 year old cat (thalia) & a 2 year old dog (mochi)! 13. how tall are you? roughly 5’5 14. favourite subject in school? social studies! 15. dream job? author has always been my childhood dream that's carried into adulthood if i can ever finish a damn novel, but rn i'm trying to attempt college (again) to go into a history related field!

tagging (if u want to ofc :3): @minchanz @mistarover @taeminnomuyeppeo @twiceland @jsuh

+ bonus visuals references of thalia & mochi 🥰

#tag games

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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wild one pt four | stranger things ; g.emerson

tag list babes || req rules + fandoms/characters; reqs open hcs nsfw/sfw abcs || got a req or ? || masterlist

CHAPTERS ;

one - two - three - can all be found by clicking. stranger things masterlist -that needs to be updated just a lil bit oopsie, that's here.

AUTHORS NOTES;

So this chapter kind of.. came out of several different ideas I had all at one time so I just combined them. I hope nobody wanted a really slow paced story because this one might not be that. Like I said yesterday, oops rip, this story has me in a chokehold rn. BUT.. i will be posting / updating other ones and uploading other content soon, I s2g. Also, the next chapter I'm seriously gonna try to do some of Gareth being a big brother bc I enjoy doing that.

I love you all so fucking much, you really don't know how much your interactions with my bullshit truly mean to me, I swear. You don't know how much the comments / reblogs and reblogs with tags / likes really do keep me motivated a lot of the time and I can't thank you enough. Thank you so so so so much.

SUMMARY;

-- cheerleaders and drummers don't mix... or do they?

PAIRING;

Gareth Emerson x Fem!Reader, (beyond outfits / personality and having female parts currently and at birth, reader has no physical description)

Reader is a cheerleader / badgirl hybrid.. kinda?

WARNINGS;

Reader's car does do pretty well at throwing these two together here, swearing -lots of it, girls fighting / arguing + some really shitty takes on what's acceptable for reader to do as a cheerleader, it's hinted that reader has / does hitch rides now and then and all I can say is that it's the 80's and it was a different time / a small town.. Do not do this shit though it's dangerous, the world is definitely not the same as back then and I do not endorse hitchhiking. Mentions of an injury. Awkward flirting / little moments, if you squint, smoking -nicotine,rn and that's it.

TAGLIST;

@aurumbelis

@allelitesmut

@aries-arcade

@cole22ann

@ebonybloom

@heyaitsklaudia

@hcloangcls

@hoeshii

@icequeen1371

@krys-orion

@letsbedragonstogether

@louderfortheback

@musichealsscars

@secretsicanthideanymore

@scoobiessnacks

@thechoiceslookgrimm

@untitledarea - these are all the names on my stranger things taglist. if you'd like to be added, please click the link at the top of the post.

OTHER STUFF;

set in S4 but the Upside Down / Vecna / the other stuff and the deaths do not take place here. Gareth is 18 here, also. So is reader. This is slice of life -but I might take inspiration from some of the other parts of the show that happened (ie, the fight in Gareth's garage, maybe, idk yet.)

The loose timeline here is that this chapter is two/three days after the previous one. Oh and and.. my own bit of a turn on personally is in here. When a guy backs out a vehicle like this kinda.... iykyk.

The car absolutely won’t start. You’ve tried jumping it off, you’ve tried cranking it numerous times and nothing. You’ve threatened it, you’ve pleaded with it and still nothing…Not even the smallest hint of a sign of life from the engine. And any other day, this would be totally fine. But today is your fifth day of cheer camp and you woke up late to begin with.

You’re poking around under the hood and grumbling, with your dad’s wrench set open and sitting under the hood, one in your hand. Parts of you are just tempted to start wailing on the engine with the wrench in your hand, but you decide against it.

You’re already late enough. If you just go ahead and walk to Hawkins High now, you might not have to run until your legs fall off for the second day in a week. But you are your father’s daughter and you’re determined. This car is not going to best you.

You’re standing there with the wrench in your hand, raising swearing to an art form when a throat clears from nearby. When you go to look up, you hit your head against the raised hood and raise a hand, resting it against the top of your head.

Gareth Emerson is standing there, leaned against the streetlamp right beside your trailer. He nods to the car. “Something wrong?”

“This whole fucking car, basically. Having thoughts about just shoving it over the cliff up at the quarry.” you answer, dragging your hand against your forehead to wipe away sweat already starting to gather as you sit down the wrench and grumble to yourself that it’s totally fine, you never wanted to feel your legs again anyway.

Gareth doesn’t say anything, but he does chuckle to himself. You wander over to where he stands, leaning against the back of your car for a moment before hoisting yourself up to sit on it, packing the cigarettes you’d grabbed from beneath the hood and tearing the wrapper open with your teeth.

You hold out the pack to him and he takes one. You dig around until you find your red Zippo and flick it open, striking up a flame to light it. You slip off the hood and stop in front of him, lighting the cigarette between his lips. You put the lighter on the back of your car and exhale a plume of smoke as you lean back against it a little.

For a few seconds, neither of you really says anything.

“I should probably start walkin.” you say it with a laugh, “Because between the walk into town and the laps I’m going to be given for a second time this week, yeah… I’m gonna want to saw off my own legs.”

“I’m going that way.” it’s out before Gareth can stop it or take it back.

Your brow raises and you bite your lip, gazing at him. “It’s probably out of your way.”

“Just c’mon. So you’re not trying to hitch a ride again like I saw you doing outside Starcourt.”

And that damn tone. He says it so firmly. Blue eyes fixed on you expectantly. You can’t help but squirm a little as you feel your legs clench and your panties start to get just a little wet.

That fucking tone he's using on you, it’s a weakness you didn’t realize existed for you, it has to be because when you open your mouth with every intent to protest again -because you don’t want to further annoy him or anything like you seem to be so good at, instead of your usual resistance or the polite protest you intended, what comes out instead is a quietly uttered and softer spoken, “‘Kay.” as the bubble you’ve blown with the slice of gum you slipped into your mouth seconds ago pops loudly.. The answer you’ve just given him sounds more like Chrissy or Em than you and this has you blinking at yourself as you try to puzzle out where it came from exactly.

One of you has stepped closer to the other too, and you don’t remember moving at all. He makes himself taller and it feels like he could easily engulf you and you’re noticing how your forehead stops just above the center of his chest and this sends your mind racing. You’re trying to pull it together but nothing’s working because you’re too distracted by the scent of his shampoo, the way he keeps stepping closer, him, to really accomplish anything.

He reaches out before he can stop himself and he drags his hand across your forehead as he turns red in the face, flustered at the feel of your soft skin under his hand for a second time this week.

“You had grime on your forehead.” he clears his throat and then nods to his truck still sitting in Eddie’s yard. “C’mon. I was leaving anyway. I uh..” he raises a hand against the back of his head after thumping his cigarette into the middle of the rocky dirt road that leads into and out of Forest Hills and he stares at you a second or two, distracted, “I saw your hood raised.”

You swallow down a lump in your throat and again, you find yourself just full of compliance and it shocks you a little.

Chrissy and Em are the sweet little docile ones. They’re sugar, you’re spice. What you’re doing now isn’t what you’d normally do and the fact that somehow, you are, that has totally thrown you for a loop. He stops to glance back at you after realizing you’re still standing in place. “You comin?” he asks, a brow raised.

In that same tone. Firm.

Before he even realizes that he’s done it again, he’s said it just a little too firmly, a little too tense and he wants to kick himself because he doesn’t want you to think he hates you or anything and yet, every time he’s around you, he gets tense and it just happens. If it’s not his face, it’s obviously going to be the tone of his voice.

You’re walking over to his truck on autopilot and it registers that he’s done it a second time somehow around the same time your hand closes around a hot metal handle and you yank it away, hissing and shaking your hand, opening and closing it as you glance up and scowl at the bright blue sky overhead. “I miss the rain. And fall. I’d even be okay with snow right now.” you mumble, mostly to yourself and mostly because you’re still wrapping your head around what’s going on right now.

“Burn your hand?” he asks, gazing at the way you still have your hand against your chest while trying not to let his gaze linger a little too long or anything. You nod. “Yeah. It’s fine.” you shrug it off and get into his truck, settling into the passenger seat with your head leaned back against the headrest.

The truck starts and Gareth backs out of the driveway, not thinking about what he’s doing as he does it, slipping an arm across the seat so he can glance back instead of using the mirror. You’re trying not to stare or anything, but you can’t help it. A finger catches in the bottom of your left ponytail and you pop another gum bubble. He happens to glance right at you and you want the floorboards to open and suck you through, burning hot under his gaze. You’re quick to look down, staring intently at the short orange shorts you’re wearing for cheer camp with their green banding around the legs. Toying with the green strip quietly.

The tension is thick, it’s almost so that you can’t breathe. And it’s driving you crazy. The local rock station finally comes in clear enough that you hear one of your favorite Motorhead songs playing and you’re humming along, even thrashing your head around a little and you can feel the exact second his eyes fix on you beneath that one red light a block away from Hawkins High. He reaches out to lower the radio and you pop another bubble loudly. “Hey! Rude, I was listening to that.”

“You actually like this? It’s not just a defense mechanism?” Gareth questions, gazing across the seat at you, curious. He’d been wondering. He got the sense that maybe a third of the way you were was defense, it was posturing. The fact that you liked the same music only made that pesky little crush he’s been trying to fight off grow that much more.

You nod. Tense up a little, because you’re used to comments being made whenever you even hint you don’t like pop. Or pink. Or glittery and girly shit. What do people expect out of you? You were raised by a single father. The closest to a female influence in your life has been Angel, a bartender who works at the Hideout or Susan, your stepmother. You haven’t seen or heard from your actual mother since you were about two and you barely remember her. While other girls were playing dress up and dolls, you were fishing or playing by yourself in the woods near the trailer park. Out at dirt tracks with your dad when he worked in the pit for a year or two there or down at the Hideout watching your dad play in pool tournaments every weekend.

You don’t know any other way to be and you’re not interested in trying to figure one out, either.

Gareth would die before admitting it, but the little crush that’s been coming back lately grows even more. He studies you intently. “I thought you liked Cyndi Lauper though.” he laughs quietly.

“Nope. Untrue. False. I like one song only because it’s in that movie The Goonies. I also like Corey Feldman but that’s neither here nor there.” you’re rambling because you’re distracted. Staring. Thrown into a total uproar and it’s new to you. “What part of me looks like a lil pop princess anyway, huh?” you pout a little and he chuckles.

“Yeah. I guess you’ve got a point.” he answers, going quiet. Hawkins High and it’s football field comes into view and you pinch the bridge of your nose. “Maybe I won’t strangle anybody today.” you mumble, mostly to yourself. Gareth hears you and before he can stop himself, he’s asking what is probably a really nosy question.

“If you hate it, why not quit?”

“Because if I quit, I’m trash and they win. I’m too petty for that.” you give him a little smirk as you reach for the handle in the door. You’re about to get out but Gareth grabs hold of your wrist gingerly to stop you. “Hey.” he speaks up. “Get a ride home. Don’t fuckin hitch.”

You let go of the door handle and lean across, fluffing his hair, sitting in the middle of the seat for a few seconds, close, but you wouldn’t mind being closer and you absolutely do not dare attempt it. You laugh and shake your head and you tell him “Relax! Even if I do, if anybody kidnaps me, they’ll bring me back in like… ten seconds.” you laugh again and go quiet when you see him giving you that warning look. You bite your lip and giggle. “You’re too easy to mess with. It was a joke, Gareth. I can call somebody or something. Or I’ll walk.”

“No. Get a ride. It’ll be hotter than this when you’re done here.”

And there he goes again with that firm tone. He wants to kick himself because one, he has no idea where it’s coming from and two, he’s pretty sure if you don’t think he hates or is annoyed by you now, the tone he’s used at least four times on you by now is gonna be what does it.

Your breath hangs in your throat and you nod. “Yeah, okay. Alright. I’ll get a ride.”

He seems to relax at hearing this and you fluff his hair one more time before crawling across the seat away from him and climbing out of the passenger door. You rush through the chain link gate and slip into the circle beside Emma and Chrissy.

“Did you just get out of Gareth Emerson’s truck?” Megan’s obnoxious when she asks, loud. Calling attention to both who you arrived with and the fact that you’re late. But she’s not done. “He’s a freak. We don’t mingle with them.”

You roll your eyes and you try to just ignore her. But she’s determined to keep going. “You looked a little too cozy too. You’re one of us. We have an image. Being seen with Gareth Emerson is an image problem. We don’t mingle with freaks.”

Your jaw clenches at the same time as your fist. You almost feel like you’ll have to sit on your hands to keep from just taking a swing. You raise a hand and rub the bridge of your nose. “One, he’s not a freak. Knock it the fuck off. Two, he gave me a lift because my car wouldn’t start.. Not that it’s any of your fucking business,” and you trail off, laughing. “I mingle with whoever I choose. You don’t own me. Got it?” you glance at her with a smirk, “Next time, keep your mouth shut until I tell you I want your opinion.”

The second that cheer camp is over for the day, you’re just ready to leave. You’re exhausted, your legs feel like they’ll fall off and they’re made of rubber because Megan blabbed to the coach about you being late and you’re covered in sweat. All you want to do is get home and shower.

You glance up at the road in front of Hawkins High and kick at gravel, grumbling to yourself. You wander over to the payphone and vending machines in front of the gym but about halfway across the lot, you spot Gareth’s truck sitting in the parking lot.

Emma nudges you. “Ooh la la.”

“He’s not here for me.”

“Why else would he be here, hm?”

“Hellfire? That game club… that’s it, yeah.” you mutter. Emma laughs, shaking her head no. “Sweetheart, there’s no way in hell they’re doing Hellfire meetings in this hellhole during the summer. They probably play at each other’s houses.”

You knit your brows together and mull it over. “The guidance counselor called him.”

“Yeah, if she wants to praise him for having good grades and perfect attendance, maybe.” Emma laughs as she shakes her head. You rub your forehead, wiping away sweat and grimacing because you’re practically soaked in sweat. You grumble quietly. “I’m telling you, he’s not here for me. I bet he’s not even in his truck. He probably ran into Jeff or Grant when they were done with band camp earlier and caught a ride. Yeah, that’s it. It has to be.”

“Okay, fine. But I’m telling you, he’s here for you.”

“And I’m telling you, he’s not.” you dig around in your pocket for the few dollars you’d shoved down into them earlier in the morning before leaving your trailer. You and Emma wander past Gareth’s truck and you happen to glance over and you see him sitting inside.

Ranting to himself, which makes Emma laugh and you stare a little bit, twisting the end of one of your half up and half down ponytails around your finger. She grabs your elbow and drags you over to the vending machine as she laughs. “The look on your face right now, oh my god.”

You flip her off and pout at her. “Oh fuck off.” you pop the tab on the soda you’ve gotten yourself when the machine finally spits it out. “I’m gonna go. Patrick should be out of that team meeting by now. I’ll call you tonight!” and Emma disappears, leaving you to stare intently at the road that runs in front of the two schools.

“He’s not here for me, there’s no fuckin way.” you tell yourself as you start to walk towards the road in front of the school. Every intention to walk home.

You’re just about to step onto the sidewalk when you feel someone grab your elbow from behind. You whirl around and find yourself looking up at Gareth.

You swallow hard and raise the soda can to your lips. “Hey.”

“Tell me you weren’t about to walk..Or hitchhike.” he’s stepping closer. Staring down at you, the way sweat makes your hair cling to your forehead. He knows he should probably step away, give you space, but he just can’t. Every time he’s tried, he only winds up stepping close all over again a second or two later.

You laugh softly and shrug, taking another sip. “If you don’t ask, I won’t tell.” you answer, gazing up at him as you tilt your head to one side just slightly. His eyes settle on the way this makes your hair fall to one side, exposing your neck. He grumbles to himself, you can’t really understand what he’s saying and honestly, you’re too busy staring too.

Which yes, you want to kick yourself for.

“C’mon. I’m going back to Munson’s anyway. Since Grant actually drove himself here today.”

You feel a little let down and you’re annoyed with yourself because of it. You’d tried to tell Emma that Gareth wasn’t here for you. You were right after all.

It was honestly kind of disappointing.

“It’s too hot to walk all the way back. Your legs have to be killing you anyway, I uh… Saw you running around the field when I pulled up again earlier.” he gives you a little smirk when he says it, chuckling quietly as he gazes down at you.

What he’s not saying is that one, he didn’t really have to pick Grant up because he knew damn well Grant drove himself to band camp, he always drives himself, and two, he may have gotten to the parking lot just in time to watch you when you were cheering.

He tried to resist the urge, but when you made the little joke about hitching a ride later or walking in the heat, he couldn’t get it out of his mind and he grumped around all damn morning until Jeff threw his keys at him and told him to just show up before he drove the rest of them crazy. Which of course, he tried to argue his way out of, but he found himself coming by anyway. Because he just couldn’t fight the urge to do it, no matter how hard he tried to do so.

You nod, popping another gum bubble. Laughing softly. “You saw that, huh?”

“What happened?” he asks as the two of you begin to walk down to the parking lot where his truck is waiting. You laugh and shrug. “Megan Connor and I had a teeny difference in opinion. Then she decided to be a fuckin tattletits and ratted me out for coming in late.”

“What about? The difference in opinion, I mean.” Gareth asks before he can stop himself. You swallow hard and shrug. “Just dumb stuff. I handled it.”

“Yeah, I can just imagine.” he mutters. You pretend to be upset, pouting up at him with big eyes and a finger wound in the end of your ponytail. “What the hell’s that mean, huh?”

Gareth laughs quietly and shrugs. “I’m starting to see exactly why people call you fireball or trouble instead of your name now. But it’s..” he wants to kick himself because it’s not an insult, it really isn’t, it’s actually one of the things he finds really hot about you now, “It’s not a bad thing. I mean it, okay?”

You’re staring at him just a little too hard. His cheeks are flushed. You shrug and give him one of your little grins. “It’s really not. Nobody hurts me anymore.” you admit, going quiet.

His truck comes into view and you stop on the passenger side. You lean against the door, gazing up at him. You spot Megan wandering past with Caroline Owens and Lynette Mercer and when Megan sees you both together, she gives you a disgusted look that has you grumbling under your breath, “Keep walkin. If you’re smart, you’ll keep walkin.”

Gareth glances back and chuckles. Catching the three girls glaring a hole through him and for some reason, it doesn’t bother him as bad as it normally would, he just rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to you. When you step even closer, a hand palm down against the front of his flannel shirt, he nearly chokes on air but he steps closer too, reaching an arm around you to feel around for the door handle.

Your breath hangs in your throat when you feel his hand against your exposed back.

Megan glares even harder and all you do is smirk at her calmly. “She thinks she’s gonna tell me what I can and can’t do. She’s wrong and an idiot.” you say it as you tear your eyes off of her and fix them on Gareth again. “I owe her one, she’s the whole reason my legs feel like jello right now.”

“Do you wanna sit?” Gareth laughs it out. “Didn’t you already have to run once this week?” he asks, gazing down at you. Gulping because it’s like that day in the pool when he got you out of the deep end all over again, body to body with you and it’s driving him a little crazier than he’d like to admit.

“Please?” you give him this cute little pleading look that he quickly realizes he is not as immune to as he thought up to this point. At least, not from you.

He opens the door and you climb into the truck, falling back against the seat. He laughs and starts the truck, slipping an arm across the back of your seat to back out again and you bite your lip as you watch him do it because there’s something hot about it. And the instant this crosses your mind, you’re trying not to actively think about it or anything.

When he glances over under the red light on the way out of town, you’ve got your head back against the seat with your eyes closed but you’re moving your fingers around to the beat of the song just barely heard through the static on the local station and humming along. He can’t help but smile a little. “Are you that tired?”

“Hm.” you mutter, opening your eyes. “I swear my coach actively tries to kill me.”

He snickers when you say it and you pout a little, reaching out to lightly swat at his upper arm. “Rude. It’s not funny.”

“Kinda is, when I’m at least halfway sure that you don’t try to avoid it.”

“Bite me.” you stick out your tongue at him.

He almost responds with something clever, something bold like “Where?”, but he keeps himself from doing it. The dirt road leading into the trailer park comes into view and you really don’t want the ride to end. But you know he’s probably had more than enough of you for one day, so you fluff his hair and thank him for the ride back and you get out of the truck, wandering up the front steps and into the house.

Max and her friend Eleven pop up out of seemingly nowhere and you jump a foot in the air, the floor rattling just a little as you do it. You pout at them both.

“He gave you two rides.”

“One of them was probably because he thought you were going to hitchhike..” Eleven says it and Max nudges her, shaking her head.

“Wait, huh? No, he was supposed to pick Grant up but he drove or something.” you laugh softly, making your way over to the old puke green fridge to open the door, digging around for a Tab, a Sprite, something. You find a strawberry yogurt and you begin opening drawers to try and find a spoon.

“Grant always drives. His mom gave him her old car.” Max is looking at you with a brow raised. Eleven giggles at the confused look on your face. You peel off the foil wrapper on the yogurt cup and pull yourself up on the counter to eat. “Okay, no.. But he told me specifically, out of his own mouth that he came to pick up Grant this time. And he realized Grant drove.”

Max laughs and nudges Eleven, nodding at you. “See? See how oblivious?”

“Hey!” you exclaim, laughing. “I’m not.”

“You are, oh my god!”

“Okay, fine.” you pop the spoon into your mouth, “Set me straight. I’m assuming whatever you know was overheard at some point while you were with Lucas.”

“Okay, so.. Y’know how they get together in Mike’s basement to play DnD on Saturdays, right?”

You nod.

“Today, Lucas did it at his house. In that old treehouse out back. And at some point, he walked over to Gareth’s house to get a rulebook or something because Mike was being an ass again,--” Max pauses to laugh when Eleven frowns and nudges her and then she continues, “And while he was there, he happened to overhear Gareth going on a tangent about how crazy it is for you to hitch rides or walk. How it was too hot and lately, people have gone missing because they hitchhiked.”

You bite your lip. Listening intently, but with everything your step sister tells you, you’re trying to prepare a counter argument as to why it can’t be so.

“Apparently, he drove the guys crazy enough that around lunch, Jeff threw him the keys to his truck and told him to come and get you and that would solve all of his worrying and ranting.”

You nearly choke on the bite of yogurt you’ve just taken. “Wait.. huh?”

“He wasn’t ever there for Grant to begin with, Grant was with him the whole time. Will said the band director called it today because it got hot enough that one of the other freshmen in percussion just dropped on the field.”

“Okay, so he was just being nice.”

“Ugh! Seriously?” Max throws up her hands and Eleven laughs. “You were right, Max. She is oblivious.”

“No, I’m not. He’s just… he’s sweet, okay? That’s it. That’s all.” you insist, popping the spoon back into your mouth. Licking it clean as you swing your bare feet against the counter below where you sit.

“Okay, what about the drowning incident, hm? Explain how that jerk Andy was literally right there and yet, Gareth, who was at least halfway across the pool, got to you when you screamed like a banshee.”

“How’d you..”

“You’re loud. The walls are thin. I heard you when you were talking to Emma about the way his hands felt.”

You groan. “Kid, you have got to stop listening through walls and doors.”

“No, actually, I don’t. You need to learn the difference between indoor and outdoor voice if you don’t want your stepsister to know that you think some guy’s hands feel amazing.”

“Jesus christ.” you laugh out, shaking your head. Stealing a look through the window facing Eddie Munson’s trailer. They were all out on the lawn now, passing around a cigarette.

When Gareth happened to glance right at the window you were staring in, you quickly step away, flatten yourself against the walls and laugh at how stupid you are to do it to begin with.

The dryer buzzing loudly drew you out of your little daze as you tried to both process what Max was suggesting and convince yourself that somehow, you were right and she was wrong. “Did you do laundry?”

“Eddie had to put a load on.” Max goes over and heaps the clothes into a basket that’s falling apart and is literally being held together by duct tape and hope and after she’s done this, she shoves the basket at you with a shit-eating grin.

“Go.”

“Maybe he’ll come get it.”

“Go, oh my god.” Max shoves you at the front door and you grumble, but you take a deep breath and step out. Walking across the hot dirt road barefoot. About halfway across, you feel something stab against the bottom of your foot and you put the basket down, picking up your foot.

It’s a little shard of glass.

You pick the basket back up and make your way over, knocking on the trailer door because Eddie and the others have all gone in by now.

Eddie throws open the door and you hold up the basket to him. Then you sit down in the doorway and lift your foot. “Damn it, ouch. Somebody’s gotta tell Dale and those other idiots to stop throwing their bottles out on the road.”

“Maybe if you wore shoes instead of walking everywhere barefoot, fireball.”

“Oh fuck you, Munson.” you grumble as your tongue settles between your lips and you try to pinch and push to get the little glass shard out of your foot.

“If you come inside, you can probably see better..”

“I’m fine, thanks.” you mumble, glancing up to bite your lip because you wind up locking eyes with Gareth, who was watching you with a raised brow. When he wanders over and nods to your foot you manage a sheepish, “Glass?” with a shrug before calling out to Eddie, “Still have that needle you borrowed to sew a patch on your vest, dude?”

Gareth sits down next to you. “Let me guess. You were barefoot.”

“Mhm.” you answer as he takes your foot into his lap and chuckles quietly. “I could’ve got it. Just needed a needle.”

What you’re not saying is you are a huge baby when it comes to pain. And you’re so used to patching yourself up it feels a little… strange to have someone else do it at this point. Eddie comes back out with the sewing needle you loaned him.

You go to reach for it but Gareth gets it. “It’s fine.”

“Just be still.”

“Gareth, it’s fine. Really.” you gasp when the needle’s sharp tip scrapes right against the tender skin that the little sliver is lodged below.

And you’re trying not to look like a giant baby or anything, but you can’t be still.

Gareth glances up at you and you try to go still. He ducks his head again, brows knit. Tongue jutting out between his lips as he focuses on getting the glass out more carefully.

You let your head fall back and tense up. “Ouch! Hey, can’t you do it less poke-y?” you whine.

“Sorry.” he mutters, glancing over at you. “Close your eyes and count to three, alright?”

“That’s not gonna–” you trail off with your argument because he’s giving you that look again. You wind up closing your eyes and doing what he says and he laughs. “Got it.” he holds the tip of one of his fingers out to you to show you the tiny shard of glass he’s worked out with the needle a few seconds later.

You swallow hard and nod. Eventually removing your foot from his lap and leaning in just a little to fluff his hair again. “Thank you.”

Before he can respond in any way, you’re about halfway back across the road again.

And inside the living room, Eddie, Grant and Jeff are doubled over, nearly shaking in laughter. As their laughter dies, he gazes at Gareth.

“How’d you do that?” Eddie questions.

“What?” Gareth has a blank look as he stares up at Eddie, standing in the middle of the living room.

“You looked at her and she didn’t argue. Pretty sure her dad would like to know that one, buddy, because when those two get started, holy shit..” Eddie is amused. Studying Gareth intently as he rubs his chin. He has his suspicions but somehow, he doubts Gareth would believe him if he said them out loud.

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