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[dr3amlab]

wicked games, dm.

SUMMARY — Y/N Gorgon and Draco Malfoy have a long history of mutual hatred. You see, the two of them have been pulling pranks on each other since their 1st year at Hogwarts, to the dismay of their close friends and supervisors. However, after a prank left Y/N completely out of her mind, she decides that she'll pull her cruelest prank yet on Draco by pretending to be his secret admirer.

PAIRING — Draco Malfoy x reader

GENRE — series, enemies to lovers, rival, comedy (?)

WORD COUNT — 1631 words.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — I tried a new format of writing, I kinda want to try narrating like a movie ? idk if you caught that. tell me what you think, I'd really love that. Let me know if you want to be on the taglist!

PARTS. 1 2 3 4 5 6 finale

I. YOU WILL BE DEALT WITH.

“Really handsome, blond, tall and a son of a bitch.” These are the words you would use to describe Draco Malfoy if somebody ever asked you. Of course, you are not worried of ever saying the first four words of that sentence to anyone because, well, nobody would ever ask you.

It’s not that your opinion of the blond boy doesn’t matter, don’t get me wrong, but it’s just that your judgement of Malfoy is well known all across Hogwarts : you hate Draco, with a passion. Matter fact, if you had a gun with two bullets and you were in a room with Voldemort, Umbridge , and Draco, you would shoot draco, twice.

You must be curious on why you both hate each other so much ; Well for starters, it all started on the first ever day of Hogwarts when⎯

“Draco fucking Malfoy.”you yelled at the top of your lungs as soon as you felt a translucent-gooey-textured liquid being poured on the top of your head, slowly making its way on your shoulders. For the matter that drenched your upper body was unknown, you closed your eyes instantly, preventing whatever-that-was from infecting your eyes.

(I guess we’ll tell that story another day)

You quickly wiped your eyes with your fingers, wanting to see the culprit so you could give them a piece of your mind. But, of course, you knew damn well who would dare to pull this type of pranks at eight am.

There he was, right in front of you, Draco Malfoy, with his stupid platinum blond hair, laughing stupidly with his stupider friends. Oh, how his laugh was aggravating to your ears.

“What the fuck did you just pour on me Malfoy?”You gritted your teeth, angry as ever. Who in their right state of mind would be this bored to pull a prank this early in the morning?  

A smirk grazed his lips as he looked down on you. “What I just poured on you is troll snot.” His response earned a roar of laughter from not only his little clique, but the entire hallway which was, conveniently for Draco, busy at this time of the day. “And you think it's bloody funny you fucking tosser?” You said, disgusted as you helplessly tried to clean your hands on your skirt.

“Geez, Gorgon.” He chuckled as if you said the silliest thing ever. “Who shat in your cereals?” This statement made Crabbe and Goyle slap their knees and grab their stomach as it hurt with laughter. “Stop laughing! What's so funny you idiots?” You glared at them which made them stop at once.

You took a step towards the blond boy while looking at him straight into his eyes. “You're satisfied of yourself right now, aren't you Malfoy?” He took a step back, not sure of what's going to be your next move. “Are you du—” You were interrupted by a stern voice that silenced the entire hallway in a matter of seconds.

“What in Merlin's name is going on over here?” You didn't even need to turn around to see whose voice it is as you know it too damn well. Plus, the look on Malfoy only confirmed your suspicion. “Fuck, it's Snape.” He muttered shakily under his breath. “You are little coward, aren't you Malfoy?” You giggled bitterly finding his reaction way too funny. “Everybody go to class.” The professor continued. “NOW.”He demanded making every student watching the scene scurry to their first class of the day.

“Y/N Gorgon. Draco Malfoy.” Snape said in a severe voice. “What did you two scheme this time?” You turned around to look at the professor's face filled of exasperation. Well, can you blame him? There's not a single person in the world that wouldn't be tired of giving the same two students detention almost every day for the past six years. Yes, every day for the past SIX years.

Snape's presence didn't even bother you at this point, the man has seen you in all the possible situations and emotional states since the day you stepped foot into Hogwarts. So, unbothered, you continued talking to Draco as if Snape wasn't even in the room. “You will not get away with this Malfoy”you said through gritted teeth. “Trust, you will be dealt with.” You poked your index finger at his chest. “You didn't win yet, you fucking twat." The last statement earned you a smack in the back of your head from Snape.

“10 points out for Slytherin for your foolishness.” he said, disappointed. “I think you two already know the drill by now.” He sighed looking at the two of you in front of him. “Potions classroom. Cauldrons.” He said lifelessly, as usual.

“I think you are mistaken professor, we cleaned the cauldrons yesterday.” Draco said hurriedly. You quickly nudged Draco with your elbow. “Shut up Malfoy.” you mouthed.

“Would you rather help Filch on his cleaning duties?” Snape said already knowing your reaction. “No, sir.” You said quickly.

“Good.”He said before turning his back and leaving to Merlin knows where, but, then, he stopped his motions before turning back towards you and Draco. “Oh and Y/N.” You gulped. “Clean yourself before going to detention.” He brought his hand to his nose, waving it up and down as if to eliminate a bad odour. “The stench of troll snot isn't really pleasant for my nose. I think I speak for all of us” He turned back and disappeared quickly from the hallways which were empty by now, leaving only you and Draco who was currently laughing uncontrollably.

Of course, you didn't hesitate to kick him where the sun doesn't shine to make him shut up. And it did work.

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"And he got me fucked up if he thinks that he'll get away with this easily." You stormed into your room, muttering like a mad woman. "He really thinks" you sat yourself on your desk, slamming a piece of paper on it. "that I'm going to let this slide, huh?" you picked up your quill and started writing on the paper. "Malfoy, you don't know what's coming for your right now." you chuckled maniacally.

"What the fuck Y/N?" Athena, your roommate, said as she got out of your shared bathroom, looking like she just got out of the shower. "Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?" she questioned while looking at you curiously and leaning her body on the door frame of the bathroom. "By the way⎯ What in Merlin's beard is this horrid smell?" she scrunched her nose "And it's definitely not me cause I just hopped out of the shower." You glared at her. "Well, what about you?" you said, "aren't you supposed to be in transfiguration right now?" you looked back at your paper. "If you are wondering about the smell," you stopped writing your sentence and met her eyes, "Draco Malfoy poured troll snot on me this morning." you explained.

A look of horror displayed on Athena's face "Troll snot?" you nodded. "Yes troll snot." for a moment she looked like she was suppressing a laugh, but then she couldn't control it anymore and had a fit of laughter. "What are you laughing for you git?" You were utterly offended, why would your dearest friend laugh of your misery?

"I'm sorry love, it's just that it's kind of a good come back for your last prank." she put her hand in front of her mouth as an attempt to hide her smile. "I didn't think that he could top you putting green hair dye in his shampoo." she continued. "Sure." you said smiling as Athena reminded you of your last accomplishment. "So I suppose that you are planning your next prank, aren't you?" she pointed at the piece of paper you were writing. "You know, I think you guys should just kiss at this point." you pretended to gag at her last statement. "Don’t ever say that again Athena. It’s never going to happen." she leaned back from her previous position and started to walk towards you.

"And, yeah, I am." a huge smirk displayed on your face. "And what is it?" she said as she stood next to you. "Nothing." you said simply. "Nothing?" Athena confusedly said as she picked up your piece of paper. "Yeah, I'm just gonna take a step back and watch things unfold." You said while leaning back in your chair, your arms behind your head.

You watched Athena's reaction at your next prank with amusement. "Y/N! You are insane." she exclaimed with her eyes as wide as saucers. "I truly don't know how to feel about this one, it's really risky." she waved the paper in front of your face. "Don't worry about it, it's all fun." you snatched the paper out of her hand. "Besides, that's the adequate payback for what he did today." you smiled mischievously while reading at the words written in the piece of parchment."

Dear Draco,

You filled up my heart for the past years, and I can not thank you enough for bringing me so much joy.

You see, I'm always looking at you secretly and it's creepy, I know, but I can't stop my eyes for prying for every trace of you. You are the highlight of my every day, hour and second.

I feel butterflies in my stomach every time our eyes meet by accident, I feel happy when you laugh but sadness when I see a frown on your face. Oh, how I'm infatuated by you.

But see, pretty boy, a wave of sadness can't help but to wash all over me when I wonder if you even know my existence.

Darling, do you even know my name? do you know I exist?

yours truly,

your secret admirer.

"This is perfect." you folded the letter and put it in a pink envelope. "I don't know about this Y/N." Athena sounded genuinely worried. "It's all he deserves for ruining my day by pouring troll snot on me." you said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, speaking of troll snot." Athena scrunched her nose in disgust. "you should really take a shower."

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[bunnygirl678]

Okay team…

Going on a hiatus for all writing and for the most part tumblr, might still be some lurking and I’ll have my queue going butttttt

Had my first physical therapy session today, and it’s a lot worse than I was thinking it was, I have three sessions a week rn and have to completely change my set up

I now have to use a standing desk (I got an under desk treadmill to go with it! Gonna be back in marathon shape by year end my dudes), luckily no surgery is expected! Woooo

I might try to write some but between work and being on pain killers and muscle relaxers nothing I’m outputting is any good, I’m no bukowski… or Hemingway…. Or any of the other drunk writers lol

Really sad cause I had some fun stuff in the pipeline

Probably going to be a little rusty when I get back into it buttttt

I vibe with my therapist, an older dude who kept calling me sugar, made my southern ass feel at home lol, it was funny he was attempting to massage a bit but I kept inadvertently twitching he said my nerves are in high gear and asked how I’d been doing this for 3 week lmao (remember when I had pneumonia for 3 weeks and was effectively just ignoring it lmao see a pattern here)

I had my Pokemon backpack, and shoes, and a black Pokemon shirt and he was telling me his son was really into it, and I’m like cool cool thinking he’s talking about like a 6 year old, nope 23, I felt more comfortable after that, his son apparently just got back from Japan

He gave me a bunch of home work and told me baby steps, lol not something I’m good at

But he was really understanding of my work and the fact that I can’t just not work lol (ngl my company wouldn’t make it a month without me)

Idk my dudes I might be a bit high rn

Don’t expect anything exciting from me.

But feel free to shoot me messages on discord or dm here or ask for my email like it’s 2006, I might be a little high tho lol

I love you all, I’ll be here when I can, also don’t turn 30, those fuckers weren’t lying when they say your body starts falling apart!

I just have to be okay for Nashville cause my ass is going to see the Dresden dolls come hell or high water,

#ummmm #bunny talks #bunny whines about her latest medical issue #and having another specialist #also prolly gonna get an mri next week #and I gotta get an unrelated ct scan for that random thing in my neck #that’s back again for the record

[svt-chanel]

hiii!! sorry for the random ask (and you could totally private reply to this too), i found your blog from a friend, and i noticed that the fc of chanel is mina (lover her btw), but you listed her nationality as australian-korean-vietnamese. No hate or anything, but since mina is japanese and not of korean blood, and while you also listed her as chan's half sister (which chan is full korean ethnicity wise and korean-aussie nationality wise), it comes off as a little weird. Having her as hanni's (who is 100% viet ethnicity wise and aus-viet nationality) half sister also comes off as a little confusing too. This is kind of like ethnobending, so I just wanted to let you know. You can totally keep her fc as mina, but it would be nice to change up the nationality or to not have her as chan's half sister and hanni's half sister. I hope this doesn't come off as rude or hate, I just want to help a fellow addition out!! I do love the little antics and posts you make about chanel, but I wanted to bring this up. Hope this finds you well <3 If you have any other questions feel free to shoot me a dm and I can clarify/explain more if needed!

hihi!! I decided to private reply to this but I'll unprivate it if anyone else will need clarification about this! Yes I understand that Mina is Japanese but I made Chanel Viet-Aussie-Kor. I did do this intentionally because I

Couldnt find any viet idols that were older (like older than hanni or were popular)

I wanted something unique!

Chanel is a very unique character with her personality and her family! At first she was only gonna be Viet-Aussie but I kept on changing Chanel wether it was from her fc to her nationality/ethnicity. I made her Korean even though mina has no Korean blood because Chan however does have Korean blood and was also born there but raised in Australia. Idk if I've said this one her profile or anywhere else before but she's Korean because she has Korean blood and was born there (the Korean blood comes from her/chan's mother) and the thing is her backstory is rhat her mother and father met in Korea (before her + chan's birth) in high-school and even had a relationship with each other until in college they broke up cuz she cheated on him with Jack (Chan's father). Years later during 1997 Jessica (Chan's/Chanel's mother) is already pregnant with Chan (and she doesn't know) but Jessica and Her Father meet again in Korea while he was on vacation there and then they...yk (I heard u can actually get pregnant with twins by different fathers if u have...yk while ur pregnant) and then after that Chan + Chanel were born and yeah! And then ofc later Hanni was born by her mother bur Chanel's father which makes all 3 of them Half siblings.

I chose Mina as her fc because at first I didn't know what I wanted for Chanel and didn't plan anything out for her yet at the time but I saw Mina and was like "She's an underrated faceclaim plus she's pretty and gives off a elegant vibe." (The vibe I kinda wanted Chanel to give off at the time) I knew Mina is Japanese but just ignored it at the time and hoped nobody gave me problems with it!! (Whoch btw u haven't its just a question!) And I knew this question would come some day but didn't expect it to come this quickly. But yeah! I'll probably either change her fc (sigh again) or change her nationality cuz I PERSONALLY think the Hanni, Chan, and Chanel as half-siblings is really cool or ill just have one of them as her full sibling (which will most likely be chan). Or I'll just save it for a different oc or just delete her entirely and make a different Svt addition.

But either way I really appreciate that you like the antics of Chanel that I post about! (More ade coming from the drafts soon!!) And ofcourse I will and maybe in the future we can become friends!

-xx love Akuma/Woo

#chanel svt #14th member of seventeen #fictional kpop community #kpop female addition #kpop female member #femaleidol #idol oc #🦢: chanel solo #woo verse ִֶָ ࣪៹ chanel #🦢.svt #𓇼. . . ⟿ Lies are sometimes sweet // friends !! #𓇼. . . ⟿ Lies are sometimes sweet // asks ! #𓇼. . . ⟿ Lies are sometimes sweet // clarification !! #𓇼. . . ⟿ Lies are sometimes sweet // help !!

[im-a-writer-sometimes]

Dungeons & Dragons & Ditching Your Boyfriend

Pairing: Eddie Munson x OC (If you’d like to substitute your own name, you can use this extension)

Word count: 3k

Description: When Mitchie Water’s overbearing boyfriend made her drop out of Hellfire Club her senior year, she lost contact with her friends, including her eccentric DM, Eddie. But when a vigilante manhunt and the possibility of a murderous demon threatens Hawkins, they’re suddenly and unavoidably back in the same circle.

Warnings: emotional and psychological abuse, bullying, language, poor eating choices idk

—

“Alright,” Eddie clapped his hands, a mischievous grin breaking out on his face. “Everyone roll initiative.”

Already! 

You’ve gotta be kidding me! 

We’re dying this time, fucking hell.

I smiled at the groans from my compatriots, and my smile only grew as we dove into battle. I’d been smart enough to spend nearly all of my gold on new armor and tricked-out weapons, and I was dealing damage like a god of death. There were two banshees, one of which had taken out our cleric before biting the dust, and now there was just one left, becoming dodgy and skittish enough for us to know her hit points were getting low.

“Aaaaaaand that’s 18 damage,” I said, my friends cheering, a proud smile forming on Eddie’s face.

“Alright, Waters, how do you want to do this?”

More cheers, and I explained in heart-racing detail how I released my rune-etched arrow at the banshee mid-leap, shooting it straight through her forehead. Eddie’s smile widened, and he opened his mouth to respond when the doors to the classroom slammed open.

“Mitchie! Oh, thank God.”

We all turned towards the open doors at the same time, and my hand clenched around my dice. Shit.

Pete Caulder, my boyfriend of nearly a year, stood in the doorway, arms crossed, eyes darting about the room as if he was taking in a crime scene.

“P-Pete, what are you doing—” I looked back at my friends, who were glancing between me and him, wide-eyed. “What are you doing here? I told you I was playing D&D today.”

He stepped into the room, and I froze. He didn’t care that he was throwing off the flow of the game, and I winced at my friends, silently apologizing. 

“Babe, I did some reading into this Dungeons and Dragons stuff, and I don’t think I want you playing, okay?” His voice was soft, gentle, but I felt my chest tighten with every syllable. He was looking straight at me, only at me, as if there weren’t five other people in the room, witnessing how strange he was acting.

“Okay, that’s—” I looked back at my friends, back at Eddie, who was watching me and Pete with an expression I couldn’t quite place. “Let’s talk outside,” I said, pushing Pete back towards the door, letting him pull me forward. “Sorry, guys,” I said, looking back at my party, at Eddie who’s expression had morphed into something I could read. He felt sorry for me. I looked away quickly, managing a smile. “Keep playing, okay? I’ll talk to you in a—” 

And then the door closed. On more than just Hellfire.

—

“Any updates?” I speak into the walkie talkie Dustin had left behind at the boathouse. There was a pause before I heard the speaker start to crackle and Dustin’s voice break through.

“Nancy and Robin are still MIA. We’re heading to Max’s house now.” I consider asking about Max, but I stop myself, knowing she’s probably in hearing distance. She doesn’t seem like the kind who likes people fussing over her. “How’s Eddie?”

The boy in question looks up at Dustin’s words, meeting my eyes from his seat in the rowboat. He looks slightly offended, but something tells me that Eddie Munson is the kind that likes being fussed over. “Still Eddie,” I say.

“Tragic,” comes Dustin’s response, and Eddie shakes his head. Little shit, I hear him mutter under his breath, despite the fond smile fighting to make an appearance on his face. “We’ll probably make a food run soon. Just hang in there.”

“Copy that.”

“Someone’s gotta get that kid’s attitude in check,” says Eddie as soon as I retract the antenna on the walkie. I smile as I set it down, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You can thank Steve for that,” I say. “But I kinda like it. It’s endearing.”

“Endearingly annoying,” Eddie replies, and I smile. We lull back into the awkward tension that’s been eating up the time since the rest of the gang left, the only sounds that of wind-wracked branches bouncing against the tin roof and tiny waves lapping at the edges of the row boat.

As endearing as his attitude is, I want to strangle Dustin for sticking me with Watch Eddie Duty. But I am the least experienced of the party, and therefore the best equipped to sit in a boathouse with a fugitive and do absolutely nothing. And plus, he doesn’t know I was in Hellfire in high school. And that I dropped out in the middle of a campaign. And I hadn’t been great to Eddie about it.

And truly, this situation isn’t anyone’s fault but my own.

Eddie toys with the ends of his hair, and I’m suddenly hit with the teenage girl at a slumber party urge to pull into a french braid. I swallow that urge, and instead dart my eyes about the room. There’s a tangled clump of nets in the corner, fishing rods hanging along the walls, tarps folded on tables, and bait lining shelves. He must notice me looking at everything other than him because he clears his throat.

One of the things that makes him such a good Dungeon Master is his ability to predict what his players are thinking. It means he knows which details to offer to lead (or mislead) them in any direction he’d like. And it meant not being completely honest with him was essentially pointless.

I meet his eyes, and he raises his brows.

I sigh. “I have a question.”

—

“Mitch, we’re in the middle of a campaign,” Eddie frowned. I stood in front of him, lunch tray in hand, as he sat with the rest of Hellfire, all awkwardly taking the news that I was dropping out. But I could feel Pete’s eyes on my back and that was enough to make me ignore the disappointed looks from my friends.

“I know, and I’m sorry, but I just don’t have the time anymore,” I lied. “You can just kill my character off. I have a friend who's interested in joining, he can take my place in the party.” Eddie’s eyes shifted past me, no doubt finding my boyfriend in the crowd of teenagers filling the cafeteria. His frown deepened.

“I’m really sorry, guys,” I said to my friends, who offered what ranged from understanding smiles to huffs of annoyance. Eddie was still looking past me and I turned just as Pete stood up from the table he was sitting at, starting towards me. “Anyway, sorry again, good luck,” I said, scuttling back towards my boyfriend and meeting him halfway between our tables.

“They giving you trouble?” He asked, his eyes locked on only one of the they he was talking about. I chanced a look back, and Eddie was staring him down just as hard.

“Nope,” I assured, tugging slightly on Pete’s sleeve when he didn’t immediately follow me back to our table. “They were just sad to lose a member, that’s all,” I said when he continued to stare down Eddie. “C’mon, Pete,” I laughed slightly. “You’re being ridiculous.”

His head snapped back towards me in an instant, and I wiped the smile off my face. “I’m just looking out for you,” he said, loud enough for most of the students milling about around us to hear, and harsh enough for them to take note. Some looked, others ducked their heads in the other direction. Eddie Munson stood from his chair. My chest clenched and my breath quickened. Not here, not right now.

“I’m sorry, you’re right,” I said, rushed and quiet. “Let’s just go, okay?” He was stiff as a statue against my insistent tugging. As if I wasn’t even there.

“You got something to say, freak?”

I winced at my boyfriend’s words, curling further in on myself when Eddie responded.

“Oh, no, no, of course not. I have nothing to say to you,” he said, a comedic lilt in his tone, but he remained standing.

“Then why don’t you sit your ass back down and leave my girlfriend alone?”

The air seemed to still, every head previously turned away was suddenly looking wide-eyed between Pete and Eddie. I wanted to disappear.

“Why don’t you let your girlfriend make her own decisions?” Eddie prodded. “What are you so scared of, hm? Scared she’ll dump your vanilla ass if she finds out not everyone is as straight-laced and overbearing as you?”

“Come on, Pete, let’s just sit down, okay?” I pleaded, tugging him with a bit more force. He yanked his arm out of my grip, making me stumble a bit at the loss of balance. 

“Am I scared that my beautiful girlfriend will dump me for Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson?” Eddie frowned slightly, as if that wasn’t quite what he meant, but Pete was speaking again before he could retort. “Why don’t we ask her, huh?”

Pete grabbed my arm, putting a quick end to my attempt to scuttle away. Instead, he pulled me forward so I was standing in front of him, looking straight at Eddie. I looked away. “Pete, stop,” I said, just loud enough for him to hear. He ignored me.

“What do you say, Mitchie? You gonna leave your point guard boyfriend for some ass-faced loser in need of a haircut?”

“Okay, fine, you win, that’s enough,” Eddie said, lowering his voice and sitting back down so the rest of the ogling students could tell he was done making a spectacle of this. I met his eyes, and gave him a tight smile that I hope conveyed both gratitude and a thousand apologies. 

But while Eddie may have been done, Pete wasn’t.

“No, I think everybody wants to hear this,” Pete laughed. “Would you ever even consider a doped-up freak like Eddie Munson? Hm, would you?”

“Pete—”

“You wouldn’t even dream of letting some ugly, bug-eyed deadbeat anywhere near you, would you?” He shoved me forward just a bit. “Would you?” When I still didn’t respond, he let out a sharp laugh that made a shudder race down my spine. “Would you ever let a worthless creep like Eddie fucking Munson in your pants? Would you ever even—”

“No! I—” I flinched at my own voice, instinctually finding Eddie’s gaze. He looked away quickly, ducking his head to avoid meeting anyone’s eyes, especially mine. “I wouldn’t—”

“That’s what I thought,” said Pete, relaxing his hold on me and finally following me as I made a beeline out of the cafeteria, abandoning my lunch tray on an empty table. “No one would ever want a fucking animal like you, Munson, you got that? Do you got that!?”

The door to the cafeteria slammed shut, and I was walking away with Pete hot on my heels. Nowhere in particular, just away, and not long after I’d be walking away across the stage at graduation, and walking away from my family’s concerns at Pete got angrier and more controlling, demanding I stay in Hawkins with him instead of going to my dream school out-of-state, and walking away from my own misery for as long as I could, until I had no option but to run, and everyone else had no option but to watch me disappear over the horizon.

—

Eddie smiles slightly, but shows no other sign of surprise. “Ask away.”

“How’d you kill me?”

He blanches. “What?”

“Sorry, poor phrasing,” I laugh. “I, uh, never heard how you killed off my character.”

“Oh,” Eddie says, smiling a bit. “I didn’t. I said your character had been kidnapped by a vengeful genasi, and you’d been lost to the mortal realm forever.”

“I see. Absolutely no parallels to real life.”

“Of course not,” says Eddie, faux solemnity on his face. Silence washes over us, and I can't decide if it's the good kind or the bad kind. He's watching me, and his attention wraps around me in an uncomfortably thorough way. Like he can see my thoughts playing like film reels in my eyes. I look away.

"Speaking of the devil, what's Pete up to these days?"

My eyes flick around the room, finding everything but his face. "Not sure. I, uh, think he's living in Cincinnati. I haven't spoken to him since, uh… you know." Eddie nods, and silence washes over us again. Definitely the bad kind this time. I stand. "I'm gonna go grab some food from the house. Any requests?" He shakes his head, and I walk out of the boathouse to the sound of Eddie Munson not knowing what to say.

I figure I'd be used to it by now. The awkward pity that comes with any conversation about my ex. Pete Caulder is a psycopath, and he'd advertised that fact to everyone in Hawkins, along with the fact that I was the stupid little girl desperate and lonely enough to be with him. 

I pull a bag of Cheetos out of the cabinet, and dig through the freezer for an unopened pint of chocolate ice cream. I open the fridge for a third time that night, hoping that some kind of fruit or vegetable magically appeared since the last time. I frown. Just beer and soda and styrofoam take out boxes whose contents have started to stink up the fridge. Fucking stoners.

A car drives by, a pair of headlights lighting up the closed blinds in a flash. It's gone just as quickly and I let out a breath. I start towards the back door and towards Eddie, dreading another few hours of unbearable tension.

“Can I ask you a question?” Eddie asks, popping a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. I nod, equally as focused on the pint of chocolate. I wait for him to speak, looking up and meeting his eyes when he still doesn’t ask anything.

“Eddie?”

He considers me, looking back down at the ice cream before speaking. “Did you mean what you said?”

I don’t need to ask him to clarify. Did I mean it when I agreed with Pete, when I affirmed his claims that Eddie was a freak, a loser, a worthless creep. I stick the spoon back in the pint of ice cream and cross my arms over my chest. 

“You know, he talked about you all the time.”

“Pete?”

I nod. “If he passed your van while driving or saw something D&D related in a bookstore, he wouldn’t shut up about you.” I swallowed. “He’d talk about your taste in music, and how you were repeating your senior year, and talk shit about your uncle and your living situation, and just everything about you. But what it always came back to was how he had saved me from you. He’d never shut up about how he’d saved me from you. And then as our relationship started going even farther south, I’d think back to that day in the cafeteria and how you—” I cough, clearing the lump that formed in my throat. “And how you tried to save me from him.” I look up at him. “And I wish I would’ve seen it then. I knew you were a good person, and I could never agree with what he said about you, even if I didn’t have the backbone to disagree out loud.”

“Hey, no, that’s not—”

“No, no, let me finish,” I say, letting out a breath. Eddie nods for me to continue. “I saw the facts. I saw that you were kind. I saw that you were caring, and I could infer that you cared about me. And so, it didn’t… compute when you made it clear you didn’t approve of someone who I thought cared about me too. And in that moment, I had to choose between two different realities, two different truths, and I chose the one that hurt less. I chose the reality in which the person I chose to be with loved me and respected me, and in that delusion, I hurt you.” He looks down at his lap at that, and I duck my head so he meets my eyes. “And I’m sorry.”

Eddie is silent for a moment, before saying, “You know, you’re really emotionally mature for someone our age.”

“Having a shithole boyfriend will do that to you,” I say.

“Ugh, I’m so glad I can say that he’s a shithole now,” he says, sighing. “Pete Caulder is a piece of shit.”

“A piece of shit,” I affirm, smiling.

“A no-good, worthless creep,” he says, his lips tugging up at the corner.

“Pete Caulder is a psychotic asshole, and I don’t care who knows it!”

“Peter Bradely Caulder is a deadbeat, Ken-doll douche-wipe!” Eddie says, standing and yelling it across Lover’s Lake. “Fuck. Pete. Caulder.”

“Okay, okay, shhhh, we don’t want people to know we’re here,” I say, laughing and pulling him back down into his seat. “And I am sorry.”

Eddie shakes his head. “You have nothing to apologize for, and if you think that you do, then voila!” He spreads his hands in a grand flourish, nearly knocking a tackle box off a table. “This is me forgiving you.”

“God, I missed you,” I say.

“I missed you too, kid,” he says, his expression softening.

“I’m two months older than you, so you can’t call me kid.”

Eddie furrows his brows. “How do you know that? I’ve never told you when my birthday is.”

I cover my face with my hands and groan. “Well, I asked your uncle about it that one time I needed to pick up my Player’s Handbook from your house, because I wanted to know what your sign was. I wanted to know if our signs were, uh, compatible.”

Eddie crosses his arms over his chest. “And why would you need to know that, Miss Waters?”

“Let’s just say Pete Caulder is in fact a douche-wipe, but he was right about one thing.” Silence swallows any and all sound between us. “He definitely should have been worried about me being into Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson.”

---

Should I write another part?? 

#eddie munson #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson imagine #eddie munsion fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie the freak munson #i love eddie munson so much #jesus christ i am so sorry for any real man that is into me #you will never be able to compete #this is why im single #cries #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x fem!oc #eddie munson x female!oc #eddie munson x female oc

[r4gg3dy4ndy]

more brain soup-y ideas but they arent just about henry and they are nsfw

by the way - if you guys want me to write one of these shoot me an ask and ill make it. same with the other post btw

thinking about ghost billy just the parameters of that

I mean not really my thing but public sex would be so easy yk like lets say you are in like a bathroom stall or smthn and you guys are just… fucking but no-one can see or hear him but you ughehruhg

UHGURHRGHH hear me out on this but like possession?????? Him controlling your body or smthn????? AUGH WHAT IF HE DOES THAT AND UR LIKE DATING STEVE OR SMTHN AND HE TAKES OVER YOUR BODY AND YOUR LIKE…. HELPLESS TO STOP HIM???? TELL ME THATS NOT HOT RIGHT?????? LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME ITS NOT. 

if i said i would fuck hopper what would you guys think of me

hey look listen i get it maybe not the most conventionally attractive stranger things character but listen

i feel he could be really sweet and loving when he wants to be yk maybe like just sweet soft sex i would make the pleading face emoji like perfect recreation watch me

augh uauuughhghrr but like also angry mean sex w/hopper?????? losing my damn mind im tellin ya yk

aurugurhrrggg like imagine he had like a really long day or smthn and he comes home and just takes his frustration out on you but like after sweet aftercare and hrehriueherrj

OR maybe hes like in russia and you are being held there too and maybe you like get in a fight with your old cellmate or something [hypothetically - it doesnt look like they have cellmates but for the sake of me bloody imagine will ya youve got the brain for a reason] and they like transfer you in with hopper and whatnot and i mean hes obviously pent up [with stress not sure about the balls idk how they work help] and shit during russia fucking duh right and i mean you seem so sweet being sent there for a silly silly reason [being gay and or trans or like wrongfully incriminated] and he just needs something to get some of that stress some of that anger out on and well you get where im going 😉

sorry about having another thing about him but this is a different circumstance i swear anyways domming billy

look im not the worlds most dominant guy look at me but ive got my times yk i could be if i wanted yk and maybe just like oh idk tying him up and teasing him relentlessly yk simple things 

or or or once again tie him up mostly because i highkey doubt he would be willing to sub like maybe in concept he would but when it happens hes pissed but then just like… treating him really nice like really softly? just being really soft to him i think he would physically melt tbh

like just kissing him all over and just being really soft to him so that he knows hes safe and loved just being like a service top or whatever and just showing him you care and just just just

do you see where im going do you see what im saying

on another note maybe like really rough domming him without tying him up

im sorry im listening to this audio that deadass sounds exacttlyy like him its scary and its just like his character and im dead laying in my bed whoops

but like seriously just like absolutely commandeering him making him obey n shit like you might be fighting for your life but you are also winning 

like it might take some persuasion some fighting for dominance but once you win lordy lord

aughhh he would be on his knees for you and after a while he would start secretly enjoying himself

like duh hes gonna be a brat but fuck once you tame him its wild im tellin ya

some of the stuff in my brain rn im not sure if i should write down lmaoaooarhrhar

not really part of this but i think hed cry during sex

uhh eddie just uuhhyehreuhre him <3

uhh eddie after like a dm session and hes still in character you can see what im starting at here

like hes still all commandeering n shit and he just kinda expects you to obey and yk normally you would but you feel like playing a bit yk a tad of cat and mouse never hurt anybody right

well at least not in the moment but the day after sure

im getting ahead of myself tho

so anyways he starts commanding you yk pushing you around and you decide to not just listen and obey blindly

you play coy n shit and he is just not having it yk

the party were all being a bitch collectively earlier too so hes already a little pissed off yk right

and i mean you didnt know you thought “oh there he goes again my silly ol boyfriend what if i messed around with him a bit wouldnt that be fun”

yeah noooo

no yeah noooo

i mean yeah, it was fun but now you have rope burn all over your body, bruises, bite marks, a bit of blood, and your [insert reproductive organ of your choice as well as hole here] was entirely sore + you could barely walk

uh uh uh uh fuck he survived uhh uhhhh but hes a vampire UHMM UH UHHHMMM

LOOK I SWEAR IM FUCKING RIGHT OK VAMPIRES ARE SEXY AS FUCK BRO

like you think hes dead yk your all sad and hiding in your house from the rift deadass right in the street to your house and one night as your sleeping he comes out of that rift and breaks into your house just watching over you as you sleep

these were unfinished and i kept em all in a google doc so expect more than one of these btw also i wrote these to send to a friend so if they dont sound like me normally then sorry

#billy hargove smut #billy hargove x reader #hopper stranger things #hopper x reader #accidentally typed hoppy instead of hopper whats wrong with me help #eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie munson smut

[hxbitchxfreaky]

Percy Hynes white x reader co-star pt2

Warning : strong language x fluff

(Read pt1 for disclaimer )

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“Hello y/n you ready for your make up and everything.” A makeup artist said covering up your tattoos. Except for some since your costume gonna be covering it up . They did your hair while y’all get too know each other

“So Percy does always have a attitude .” You ask the hairdresser

“Not at everyone,but I heard him and his girlfriend is having problems but why you asked?.”

“It’s just yesterday he kind of had a attitude.” You pause looking at the hair dresser .

“Hey Rosa.” Percy voice made you got lost and quiet . “And y/n.” He said you name full of Venom .

“Okay y/n ,I’m done for you today good luck.”

Y’all got done with shooting some parts. You made friends with everyone you didn’t have a problem they loved your first album and adore your brother.

“Y/n/n .” Tim give you a nickname which is quite adorable .while the make up artist fixing your make up in your mind you

“At this scene is where Xavier calm your panic attack by kissing you.” Tim give her pointers like he did with everyone “Percy come here.”

Percy made eye contact with you when he walk over there . “Yes mr tim.”

“You said you okay kissing miss chalamet correct.” Y’all keep staring at each other.

“Yes I am.” Percy smile “besides it just acting right y/n”

You shake your hand.

“Alright people places.” Tim shout sitting and his chair

Janessa started having a panic attack and she couldn’t breathe

Xavier walk into your room ran straight too you see you having a panic attack “holy shit Janessa are you okay .” He tried too help you

Xavier :Janessa it okay breathe ,breathe .his hands on your face .he had a idea. “Sorry.” His lips smashes in to yours

After they kissed ..they stared at each other “ how did you do that .” Janessa look at Xavier .

Xavier chuckled : I read somewhere that when you hold your breathe it can stop a panic attack so when I kiss you . You hold your breath.”

Janessa : I did

Xavier look at her and smile and nod “yeah you did .”

Janessa : thank you

Xavier : you welcome j

Janessa : so we on nicknames now

She look at him and smile .”kinda wanna kiss you again .”

Xavier blush “ do it-“

“Cut — perfect. Tim shout “Percy ,y/n that was great.”

The pair both bow .after break she got to get go home so she went into her trailer in change into her sweats.

“Hey y/n-.” Percy walk in .

You stop what you doing

“I wanted too say that was a nice scene …but I also came too apologize for how I was acting realized that night we was drunk.”

“W-w-wait Percy what you talking.”

“After me and Katie broke up me and oillie went to a party in nyc and it was your best friends party .I was the one that you left the next morning after we had sex.”

“That was you ?” You was shocked “you could’ve text me or dm me .”

“Ahh I’m sorry and I know .” Percy step to your level . You watch him look at your lips and to your eyes.

“I forgive you.” You hug him and as he pick you up .your neck in his as y’all sit down still on him . His cologne hitting your nose and you smile .

You look up to meet his face as you lean in y’all lips meet moving in motion .

“Okay we need too storm but I will swing by your place and maybe we can finish it.” Percy kiss you but couldn’t resist “dammit bye text me your address .”

You laugh and smile and couldn’t wait till Percy swing by and sweep you off your feet or fuck you hard instantly.but you couldn’t wait so you got home and do whatever you did to make you self presentable.

————

Should I make a wattpad series but add a different version twist but still add the same story plot ..might leave it what it is or idk

[vaveyard]

I'm the anon from Portugal who asked if americans really ask each other "what are you". I did not think my question would cause so many problems, so I wanted to explain. I saw many people tell you about other websites and in fact that day I was directed (?) to your blog from another site where we discuss authors behaving badly. We were talking about how some authors use their ancestry as a "pass" for bad representation and spreading stereotypes, someone mentioned you and posted screen shots of your tiktoks and comments where you say you're Italian even though you're not, so I got curious and checked your blog and after reading some posts (which were already asking you about your nationality) I asked a question. Just that one. You can blame it all on me I just think it's a strange thing to do.

People told me to check your blog in the past days as well because of the various questions you received and how your fans reacted all blaming me but I was too busy. Now I've got some time and I wanted to clear things.

This whole situation looks very silly to me but some fans have found some portuguese book blogs and were very nasty in the comment sections and have accuses the bloggers of harassment because they think they're me. This whole situation started because I sent 1 anonymous question. I don't think I was aggressive, I was just confused and curious in my question. In your answers to those anons there is also people accusing them of "being caught lying" (idk if it's the right terms, I can't remember) because they're secretly all... me? Or how you said "shooting off a bunch of anons at once it's stupid" when you answered my question. I don't understand.

Anyway the whole thing is making me feel very bad and guilty so I'm trying to understand what to do because other people are being harassed because of me and I don't understand why

I can message you directly (so without anon) if it makes you feel better, so you can see my blog name and block me? That way you will know that next time it's not me sending questions. Knowing your fans I am too afraid to send this ask off anon now, but in DM I can share my blog name.

I have only ever sent you 1 question. This is my second one ever. And other book bloggers have nothing to do with it.

Sorry if parts of this are not very understandable I'm just a bit agitated by the whole situation and not making much sense, english isn't my language so it's extra difficult to explain

Please remember that as a public figure you have power over readers and what you say against someone can have a bad affect on many people

I'll repost the answer I gave you on your previous DM, in which you did say I was "lying about my nationality" and "pretending to be European." There was also something about Americans pretending "Murica" is the best country on earth but then saying they're from somewhere else. I don't know what your intention was in couching your question that way, or what tone you wanted to impart, but it certainly didn't come off as pure confusion or curiosity.

My response to your ask: "Hon, I think the disconnect here is the way white Americans talk about heritage. I’m a white American, that’s obvious, no one is asking me whether or not I’m white. They’re asking about my background. We’ve gone over this."

I then said: "Why keep asking the same questions if you’re going to keep ignoring my answers? And again, shooting off a bunch of anons at once is pretty silly."

I received several messages (with varying degrees of rudeness) about my background as well as a message saying I was going to look like a fat cow on my wedding day all at the same time. Your was in the middle of that grouping. So you can understand why it seemed to all be coming from the same or an organized source? And, this is the internet. I'm responding to anonymous comments. I truly have no way of knowing where things are coming from for sure, or if anyone is who they claim to be. I have to use simple logic here.

I really don't know whats going on outside whatever notifications I get on my own tumblr, so I can't speak to what's happening on other blogs in other languages. No one has ever linked me to anything or given me a website to check. I certainly don't want anyone bothering anyone else on my behalf. I've said that in the past and that's also just...obvious. I also don't think I have very vocal fans, in my experience, but that's just my perception.

In regards to Tumblr specifically, I don't think someone else's reblog or reply to an anonymous message I received and answered is fair to ascribe to me. The only way I can respond to an anon is to post it publicly. So unfortunately, that makes it fair game for other Tumblr users by nature of the message? I can't change the structure of Tumblr. And I can't control how someone else on Tumblr responds to my anons. I can only control how I respond. The only other option I see to stop "accusers" responding to what my anons send is for me to not respond to anons entirely. And I don't think that's fair either. I really don't know what is desired of me here.

I do agree, the situation is very silly. And I also agree, what I say can have an effect on others. I do ask that people on the other side of the inbox remember that too. The messages sent to creators, anonymous or otherwise, are not without weight either.

#ask

[wooahaes]

no you definitely answered my question!! i was just curious about your process since i have no idea rn but i'm excited for more to be revealed! (i had a super vague guess based on the plot of tmr, i can dm it if you're interested) but ooh transitioning it into an idol reality??? that's such a cool idea i definitely didn't think of that!! your mind >>>

i see what you mean about focusing more on the fluffy stuff than the mystery tho. i'm always a huge fan of fluff but for this one the plot especially has me invested!! i love apocalyptic/dystopian books and i'm serious when i say reading this fic like reading a fantasy novel, it feels like a published book with how intricate the world building is and the attention to detail in the relationships. i've seen so many cool theories about the darling mv and it's so interesting seeing your take on it!!

- june (junhui-recs from main!)

omg hii im glad i answered ur question! im so bad abt rambling so i was worried i got carried away again haha btw you can absolutely dm it if you want!! its up to you <3

(im p sure the dms i have turned onto mutuals only is only on my main but if its that way here just shoot me a quick ask and i'll fix it.)

also that only makes me want to like. mention my fantasy novel project i hope u know that. literally i've vaguely mentioned "haha hey did y'all know im actually legit working on an original project?" since fic is just a fun thing for me to do to like. keep myself writing tbh!! but omg thats such a big compliment ill cry rn!!! if i ever get publish y'all will probably know (it'd be under a pseudonym anyway lmao im never using my real name for anything)

thank youuu thooo !! its technically spoiler territory for the ending itself (which feels like. delulu territory but oh WELL theres implied MAGIC its obviously not real) but idk just to throw it out there if ppl are interested

original poly fic was going to end w basically like. cheol + reader both individually being responsible for them being there (cheol sort of dragging the others in w him via ~plot magic~, reader responsible for themself only) and realizing basically like. adulthood sure is a thing they have to both face.

i think i was ultimately pushing toward a like... coming of age thing. realizing the loss of your youth and the freedoms that disappear with it as you have to be an adult and function in society in different ways--bills, taxes, contracts, etc.--and learning to face it and accept it. like its just heavily implied both had their separate moments of "i wish i didn't have to grow up anymore, i just want to be free from this shit" and the universe said aight i got you. have fun being the only 14 ppl in this world :)

like theres more after that and waaaay fucking more before that holy SHIT theres a whole build-up to 14 losers being in love with each other but basically it would have ended w them deciding to come back to reality with a promise to try and find one another once they did :) delulu territory comes in purely in them pursuing the poly relationship tbh but its like... hinging entirely on being completely fictional. like theres magic. u can accept a 14 person poly relationship in fake reality. who knows.

anyway something something im not seventeen anymore--

#housewifehao #wooahaes.ask #u dont even have to read whats under the readmore lmao like its spoilers for an ending #but its leaving out a Lot of details like how it all goes down yknow?

[wockerina]

theres this guy his name is “the slut” but some people prefer to call him “munchalicious”

THE SLUT LORE:

he’s 6’ 3, curly jet black hair that’s like down to his neck.. he’s a fashion major although I’ve only ever really seen him in pajama pants. he’s Puerto Rican and white.  he has almond eyes but without the black outline so instead of them being smoky and intimidating like anonymous they’re more doe like and soft and adorable. he never talks in tongues he doesn’t make himself seem more obscure or smart than he actually is. which i appreciate. why waste the few words we are gifted on this planet yk. also because I don’t really believe most men in most scenarios have anything valuable to say.  I don’t like it when people talk to seem smart. usually the smart ones think not talk.. although I can feel in my heart that he’s holding back to an extent. something going on in the back of his head that always keeps him if not physically mentally 6 feet away close enough to engage, but not too much. I have a few guesses of what they could be. I know him and his ex broke up before the fall semester started and the very first week of the fall semester him and I fooled around. i didn’t know they had just broken up give me a break!! in fact I really didn’t even know they were ever together because aside from flirting with him I was also trying to shoot my shot with her.. messyyyy gay antics. messy messy gay antics. and his ex is beautiful and marvelous. kind too. They still are friends in fact best friends. He said his only friends on this campus and her and i. awko taco cause i was just tryna one night stand his ass despite there being no penetration. hmm. anyways we grew closer this semester .. and we have had like three sleepovers now. once again nothing happened. hes a thot! I enjoy his company and I feel like the only real way to keep him around is to not do anything with him. although Anonymous is a better conversationalist and in some moments I catch myself wishing I was with Anonymous instead of him. like when I was at this party the other day, the slut was holding me and I closed my eyes and . I don’t know why . for a second I thought it was Anonymous. I felt really fuzzy inside, so I texted Anonymous saying I wished I was with him instead.

I mean really and truly what’s my issue. like.

it’s not like I’m leading on the slut. because I feel like at one point I did have a crush on him and while he was in my dorm eating he said he planned on giving another girl bouquet of roses and a love letter written on pink paper and it didnt break my heart because the crush wasn’t that real but I was a little sad because uhh im perfect fall in love w me yk. idk. he even said on Valentine’s Day he’s gonna give her a bunch of shit and come over right after. then a few days later his ex DM me asking for my twitter. obviously I am a woman (debatable) too and so if my ex goes from sitting in his dorm 24/7 to going out to parties and constantly being in another dorm I would want to figure out who it is too.. and it’s been four weeks I doubt it took her four weeks to figure it out. actually it has been longer than four weeks, because our “antics” kind of started at the beginning of last semester but not really.. just a one and done. but the end of last semester it “started” (it being us hanging out) (platonically) because I was “using” him to make another guy jealous but honestly he was just using me for company so it was a exchange instead of a using like a trade.

company for company.

anyways

this semester we from closer I guess the baseline level of mutual respect but I’ve heard horror stories from his former girls on how he broke so hard and I don’t want to be the next one to fall in his little trap

IM KFF THE CLOCK BYE GUYSSS CLASS IN AN HOUR

[sebastiansluts]

Babess I hope you get my previous message I wanna stay anon but it’s hard cause I can’t send pics but anyway how are you Rose? I wanna tell you abt my dream cause I think I wanna go back to that dream so I was dreaming that I watched a theater but all these people are also watching it and all my friends from highschool and middle school was there and beside me was fucking Sebastian Stan w his friends (idk who) and then I teleported to a mall w my friends and we were trying to exit the mall (I swear I dreamt the same mall every-time) and I got a dm asking if I was down to film don’t worry darling (yes it’s the florence pugh movie) w Sebastian Stan and I thought abt the freaking oral sex and I said yes and they came to say that we’re leaving tmrw to shoot and I woke up sadly 🥲 anyway hope you have a wonderful day

~beluga

If you just sent it before this one, I don't think I got it! :( But I'm doing okay, I've got a dr appt today so ugh but hopefully it'll go well! And omg I want your dreams!! They're so much better than mine- mine are usually depressing or creepy lol. Like last night I dreamt an old ex friend of mine was arrested and I had to bail her out for some reason- woke up sad we're not friends anymore :/ Oh well, that's life! I hope you have a wonderful day too babe!!

#rose answers #anon #anon ask #beluga anon

[clanoffelidae]

Logging off for a while. Just… really got taken by surprise by what happened.

The overall ‘thing’ that happened was nbd and is fine, if anything it’s somewhat relieving in a way bc it means I faced my fears but now I also get the barrier between me and those fears that NOT having faced them would have given me back; but the fact that someone saw a personal post about my honest fears and anxieties about a person deliberately left anonymous to not cause trouble and took that as evidence against me? And no one even questioned it?

No one thought, for one second, ‘hey, i wonder if there’s the possibility we’ve misunderstood this personal post by this stranger we don’t know, maybe we should ask them first?’

It was just immediately used to accuse me without even a chance to talk first?

That really fucking hurts and took me by surprise.

Like the rest of it’s whatever, we talked and it’s fine by me. I find it to be fairly excessive but it’s their call and whatever, if it’s genuinely causing that much stress, sure! I’m fine with that.

But the fact that I posted something that said ‘I’m afraid’ and it was immediately used to attack me was extremely hurtful and I just need some time away from all of it. I expected better.

I’ll be back at some point, probably fairly soon since I’m known to bounce back quick lol. But who knows. Idk. If you wanna talk shoot me a message and I’ll pop back on sometime later today and then again in a few days to give anyone who wants to chat my discord.

Be good you knuckleheads, and remember that my dms are always open if you ever need to talk about ANYTHING. If nothing else, I’ve got ears to listen, and I’m sure anyone who’s followed me for more than ten minutes knows I can talk your ear off about whatever if you need mindless chatter from some silly internet person with a lynx picture :) (or serious chatter! I’m good either way <3)

#a good thing to mention i guess is that when i vaguepost like this its not to try and fly under someone’s radar #it’s bc 95% of the time i’m trying to express how i feel about something #without pointing fingers and starting shit #the other 5% i’m just head empty not thinking lol #but these posts are just how i feel about stuff #without going out and calling names and getting into fights #because sometimes i just need to talk and get it out #that’s all #if i really wanted to fight you - i would - i have #if i’m posting something on tumblr it’s just me having thoughts and needing to get them out #that’s all it is #be good you lot #i’ll be back to be annoying on the internet soon #or well - annoying on tumblr - i’m sure i’ll still be annoying wherever i go lol #i’ll be back to being annoying on tumblr SPECIFICALLY soon lol #someone keep a log of all the new memes for me so i can ‘how do you do fellow kids’ my way back #i act like i’m planning on leaving for months rather than like - a few days to weeks lol #tbf ive never PURPOSELY taken a break from tumblr before - its just been natural ebb and flow #gonna delete the app tomorrow too to make sure i dont head empty auto open to scroll lol #also happy 5am i guess lol #i rlly gotta shower y’all #it’s just been a rough night trying to process that that happened #ill also be on flight rising and lorwolf - EurasianLynx - so if you’re from either of those make SURE to not be strangers!!!

[iron-sides]

feeling wild n crazy have a snippet of the tmtnog wilbur/sally bit im working on rn

"When he meets Sally, though, he wonders if maybe he needs to check himself into a hospital of some kind. She’s tall- taller than he is- and round and soft, with dark green skin, bright red hair, and eyes so dark they’re nearly black. She’s gorgeous, and she’s sat in the lake in a swimsuit, and the first thing he says to her is this awful pick-up line about Tennessee, at which point she (rightfully) drags him right down into the water next to her."

#this is the second paragraph #the first needs to be edited (the whole thing needs to be edited) but i'm working on setting up his mental illness #if that makes sense? #idk the way i see- what im gonna be writing #is that he's always had some issues with paranoia #and hes been handling them by reminding himself that there's no evidence to back this up #idk thats how i handle my anxiety when the #meds arent enough if u are a cwilbur Expert or know more than me about this hmu i wanna handle it well #but yeah then with the final control room and all the paranoa proved true #and he started to struggle way more to talk himself out of his spirals #and it only gets worse when he loses the election #idk idk like i said im basing this off of my anxiety which is not the same as paranoia so if u have first or 2nd hand experience #w paranoia #feel free to dm me or shoot me an ask or smth id really appreciate a coversation #but yeah!! none of that in this just wilbur n sally (beloveds) #tmtnog #<- thats what im using for updates and snippets btw #anyway ye pog champ #this isnt even done and ed hasnt had the chance to beta the clingyduo 5+1 yet so i might go ahead and post it and then #repost it once we get it betaed #idk i feel bad about not getting anything out even tho im working on stuff u know #but yeah uigjrkhefd :] this isnt getting posted in full Soon probably but ill finish it this week or next week and im enjoying it so igrefk #anyway #my thots

[crazywritertomboy1224]

Hihi!! Akumi's here with another kirishima thing!

Idk, I've been recently thinking a lot about sneaking into the others dorm since I'm on the last month of my internship.

Like, being on their last years, their last days as classmates and then being so sad because maybe they won't be able to see each other again or not so often like they used to.

The perspective of one last night together right before graduation is so sad yet so romantic makes me so soft inside😭.

Late night, soft touches, salty and reassuring kisses, holding each other so dearly and close wanting to fuse into a single body, not wanting to let go, promises, shooting star wishes, warm blankets, dawn peeking.

Hope this inspires you to write something :3

Heya! Sorry this took so long. School started up and then I got into region orchestra. My concert is this Saturday, I'm kinda nervous- anyways, I hope you like this!! I had some fun and went off of your initial list, like I always do, and of course if you want me to change anything, DM me. Love you!! <3

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Warnings: none?? idk, it's soooooo cute!

Word count: 1716

Genre: fluff <3

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“C’mere babe.” You heard a voice, and arms tightened around your waist, pulling you back. Your back pressed into a warm, comforting chest. You hummed in content and snuggled closer to him. Lips pressed a soft kiss to the pocket behind your ear.

“Look.” He whispered from his upright position behind you. You blinked your sleepy eyes and looked at him, eyes following his extended finger. Sepia orange light was shining through the window, originating from the blood-red moon. Arms pulled you back from behind and a head settled on your shoulder. “Isn’t it pretty?” He asked.

“It’s beautiful.” You said, yawning. He kissed your neck gently and a light smile played on your lips. “Just like you, gorgeous.” He murmured against the crook of your neck. Your face heated up as he kissed your neck again, pulling you into his lap.

You relaxed to the feeling of him swaying you side to side gently, with the warm light seeping through the windows. His lips peppered kisses down the side of your neck, over your collarbone. You hooked your finger under his chin and tipped his head, pressing a kiss to his lips.

He replied, “I’m gonna miss you,” hands gripping at your hips. He pulled away and looked into your eyes. “So much," he added, tears starting to well up in his crimson eyes. You reached up and cupped his face in your hands and rested your forehead against his. “I’m gonna miss you too, my shark baby," you whispered, rubbing your nose against his gently.

He picked you up by the sides of your hips with little effort and shifted your position so you were sitting on his lap, facing him, legs extended out behind him. His hands moved and found the dip of your waist. He pulled your frame towards him and pressed a kiss to your lips. “I love you so much, y/n.”

You buried your face in his chest, feeling it heat up from the way he said your first name. He placed his hand softly on the back of your head, and gingerly stroked through your hair. He continued to play with your hair as you calmed down and your breathing slowed.

He fell backward, taking you down with him. He landed on his back on the bed and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you up closer to his head. He planted soft, loving kisses over the top of your head, whispering “Your hair smells so good” and “I’m gonna miss that” in between.

A single tear escaped your eyes and melted into his shirt. He sat up and pushed you away, looking at you with concern. “Babe?” More tears followed, just hearing him say he was leaving. He placed his hands on your cheeks and wiped away the tears with his thumbs.

You reached up and wrapped your fingers around his wrists, just holding him. Salty tears streamed down your face, burning a bit when they hit the wounds you got from your internship. He wrapped his arms around your figure and held you close, saying “I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

You sniffled into his chest and let the tears overwhelm you. You shook and sobbed against him, his grip tightening. “I-I’m gonna- gonna miss-I’m gonna miss you," you stammered, tears soaking his shirt.

His arms squeezed you tighter, if that was even possible at that point. He buried his nose in your hair, inhaling your sweet scent once more. “I’m gonna miss you too, babe.” As much as he tried, his voice still broke and tears still crept from his eyes.

He pulled you down onto his chest so his back was to the mattress and your back was to his lower abdomen, the back of your head resting on his chest. He linked his hands together, squeezing you tight.

He reached down to your sides and grabbed your hands, pulling them up onto your ribs. He buried your hands under his, and the size difference still amazed you. He interlaced his fingers with yours and held you close to his chest.

You lied there in pure silence, the soft breeze from his nose hitting your ear the only sound. The trees outside his window cast stretched shadows over the walls. A light breeze ruffled the leaves, leaving you hypnotized to the sight.

“Y/n?” He whispered, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, Ei?” You whispered back, tilting your head to the side so your cheek was pressed against the delicate skin of his chest.

He pressed his lips to the top of your head and whispered into your hair, “Will you marry me?”

You didn’t freeze. Your heart didn’t stutter. There was no hesitation. “Yeah.”

His chest stilled momentarily. “Wait, seriously?” He asked, his tone revealing how taken aback he was.

“Yeah. I love you, Ei.”

He nuzzled his nose into your hair. “I love you too, babe.” He turned and rummaged through a drawer. “I believe this,” he paused to pull out a tiny, soft, velvet black box, “is for you, m’lady.”

You laughed. “Now you show me the-” You cut off when he opened the box. Your jaw dropped, even in the horizontal position you were in. “Ei! How- how did you- how on earth did you afford this?” you asked in astonishment, pulling out the ring and displaying it on your finger,

The sepia light seeped through the diamond, refracting inside and creating the most intricate and beautiful pattern you’d ever seen. “Do you like it?” He asked, his heart rate speeding up.

“Ei, it’s perfect. Thank you.” You propped yourself up on your shoulder and placed a warm kiss to his lips. You went to lay back down, but he slid his hand off of yours and hooked a finger under your chin, pressing a perfectly warm kiss to your lips.

He finally released your lips and just stared at you. Not at anything in particular, just you. Your eyes, your hair, everything. “What?” You laughed awkwardly, not used to his randomly staring at you like this.

“Nothing, it’s just that I can’t believe you want to marry me. As sappy as that sounds.” He added, directing his attention to your ring. He adjusts it on your finger, left, then right, then left again. Up, then down, up, then down, over and over again. “Is it too big? It doesn’t look right.”

“Babe, you worry too much. It’s perfect. I love it. And I love you. “ He presses another kiss to your head and exhales into your hair, relaxing as he inhales.

“You smell really good,” He comments, drawing a light chuckle from you. “What?” He almost sounds indignant. “Am I not allowed to compliment my fiancée?”

You freeze at that name. It feels so real now. You’re engaged.

“Of course you’re allowed to, I just didn’t expect it,” you explained.

He held you so close it felt as though you were going to fuse together. Which honestly would’ve been nice at this point. You leaned your head onto his shoulder. You two stayed in that position until the sun began to peek its way up the sky.

You groaned and shifted to check the time. “Ew. It’s almost 6:30.” He twisted around to look as well, then sighed. “This day got here way too fast,” he said, nuzzling his face into your neck. You continued cuddling until Izuku and Katsuki walked down, notifying everyone it was time to get up.

"C'MON EXTRAS! GET YOUR ASSES UP! IT’S ALREADY SEVEN IN THE FUCKING MORNING!” Bakugou’s voice resounded throughout the dorm.

“Kacchan! Everyone’s still sleeping, be gentle to their ears!” Izuku’s muffled voice scolded.

Katsuki scoffed. “Whatever Izuku.”

A few minutes later, Katsuki had made breakfast, and now everyone was crowded in the kitchen and living room, eating as fast or faster than Katsuki could make food.

Izuku was in the kitchen with Katsuki, Hagakure was on the couch with Ojiro, Mina was sitting with Momo, Yuga, Kyoka, Denki and Hitoshi on the floor in a circle, talking about the latest gossip.

Fumikage was on the couch, with Tsu leaning on his chest. Ochaco was sitting on the floor with Hanta, Mezo, Rikito, Tenya, Koji, and Mezo was holding Minoru so he didn’t mess with the girls.

After breakfast, you all packed your things into your transportation vehicles. There were lots of tears. From everyone. Even Katsuki, as much as he denies it. He was crying, not a lot but it counts -- as Izuku hugged him for the last time in who knows how long.

Katsuki picked him up from under his butt and held him up in the air as he kissed him. Izuku’s face turned tomato-red as Katsuki smirked. He put him down, kissing him again. Toru and Ojiro were saying goodbye in their own way.

Denki kissed Kyoka, Hitoshi and Hanta on the cheeks before his face flushed bright red and he had to turn away. Hitoshi grabbed the back of his shirt and kissed him on the mouth. Hanta and Kyoka held his hands while Hitoshi had his arm around his shoulder.

Todoroki and Momo stood together awkwardly until Mina “accidentally” bumped into Momo, causing her to press her hands to Shoto’s chest. She looked up at him and their lips met in the middle.

Ochaco, Mezo, Koji, Sato, Yuga and Mina had a big group hug, Mezo’s arms easily wrapping around all of them.

Mei had come over to say bye to Tenya, and they were… doing that… next to one of the big moving trucks.

Kiri stepped over to you and gave you the biggest hug ever, squeezing you and lifting you up in the air. He grabbed your hand and kissed you, then admired the ring. “God, you’re beautiful.” He said.

“Me?” You asked.

“No, this ring. I did a wonderful job- yes you, you idiot.” You grinned as he pulled you in and kissed you again.

Mr. Aizawa walked up, yelling “Alright, alright, quit with the PDA. You guys are gross. Also you’ll see each other soon, so calm down.”

Everyone said their final goodbyes and got in their vehicles, soon after driving away to start their new lives.

That was the best night and morning of your life.

#denjirou #todomomo #yaoyorozu momo #uraraka ochako #aizawa shouta #bakudeku #todoroki shoto x yaoyorozu momo #shinsou hitoshi #shinkami #kiri x y/n #eijirou kirishima x reader #toru hagakure x ojiro #shinso x denki x sero x jirou #mezo shoji #i probably forgot some but its ok #<3

[yungisstar1117-writes]

MTL Likely To Give You A Severe Punishment

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I’d like to make it clear this is fiction. This is not a realistic/fact-based representation of the guys it’s just my opinion.

Pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Spanking, fingering, dollification, marking, whipping, gagging, overstimulation, choking, spitting, face-painting, sensory play, orgasm denial, thigh-slapping, ice play, bondage, wax play, food play, degradation, humiliation, riding, guided masturbation

Taglist: @yeotlny @serialee @galaxteez @a-soft-hornytiny @yunhospuppy @pikacuuuuuuu@mychicagodaddyjohnny @ferryberryhwa@nyghtwolff-1117 @sourmist @mabeloveseonghwa

(dm me/send an ask if i forgot you or you’d like to be added ❤️)

Just to be clear this would all be consented beforehand and I totally believe the guys would be avid users of the traffic light system.

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MOST

Hongjoong

Yeosang

Yunho

Seonghwa

San

Jongho

Wooyoung

Mingi

LEAST

Hongjoong:

I feel like Joong would not put up with shit. You disrespect him? Spank. You embarrass him in public? Spank. You’re being a brat? Spank. He just doesn’t have the patience to deal with your antics calmly, he already has 6 other brats to look after (Momma Hwa not included ofc). He may even use it as an outlet, opting to spank you instead of shooting Wooyoung in the leg. It’s good to channel his energy into something you both like, right? Tends to finger-fuck you with jewellery on when he’s proper pissed at you. Punishments happen all the time with Joong, he just craves to use you as he pleases. His punishments may not sound as harsh as the others but damn don’t piss this demon daddykins off; he’ll leave your ass raw, holes abused and eyes glistening.

Punishments he likes: All kinds but especially spanking, it’s simple but effective. Also into fingering with rings.

Yeosang:

Another one who doesn’t like to deal with people who have shitty attitudes. Although yes Yeo is soft boi uwu don’t hurt him he has moments where he’s fully catapulted into his Sadist headspace. If you piss this boy off you’re in for a long night, idk why but I could see him using a whip every now and then? But he reserves that for when you’re in serious trouble, usually he likes to make you into his doll. He wants you to sit there silently and take everything he gives, no questions asked. If you disobey him then… well just don’t disobey him for your sake. Probably would gag you sometimes if you’re too loud.

Punishments he likes: Dollification, Slapping, Marking, Whipping and gagging occasionally.

Yunho:

Yunho isn’t one to give punishments often, but boy does he love to flex his big muscles on you. He’ll choke the living daylights outta you, make you suck his fingers so he can properly open you up, make you ride him until you’re a fucking mess, hell he’ll even spit on your face if you want him too. I put him lower on the list purely because he would praise you throughout however. he loves seeing your eyes light up because he’s telling you what a good slut you are, how you wrap around him perfectly. He loves to call you dirty too, painting your face with his spit and cum. Likes to blindfold you sometimes while punishing you to heighten your pleasure.

Punishments he likes: Overstim, Choking, Spitting, Face-Painting. Sensory play occasionally.

Seonghwa:

He loves giving punishments, there I said it. Any chance he gets to punish you he takes immediately, loving to see you a crying mess underneath him. Would totally facefuck you until you’re practically choking on him, he loves seeing the tears roll down your cheeks as your eyes gleam up at him. Ah, perfection. Would probably still reward you tho, and aftercare is extra-special after punishments. Punishments aren’t frequent but not rare either, if yk what I mean. If he’s jealous he might mark you up too, covering you in love bites on every inch of your body. Does he give a shit that you have work tommorrow and have run out of foundation? Fuck no.

Punishments he likes: Face-fucking, sometimes orgasm denial sometimes overstim. Marking in specific instances.

San:

San is someone who’s really influenced by his mood. He can be the biggest ball of gold and puppies or the son of satan himself so punishments may vary in both the type and the severity. If he’s super horny he might just fuck you into exhaustion, whereas if he’s a lil calmer he loves torturing you for as long as possible. He’ll deny you an orgasm again and again for an hour straight, ignoring your begs and pleads. In either situation he’s probably into thigh-slapping or spanking, especially if you’re trying to close your legs. If he’s in a softer mood he’ll probably just deny you for a lil but easily succumb to your wishes and fuck you. Either way he‘s never angry at you for too long, even if he’s fucking you into an oblivion he’ll still praise you. He just wants to love you all the time. Could also see him doing freaky shit every once in a while but let’s not get into that.

Punishments he likes: Orgasm denial, Overstim, Thigh-slapping, Spanking. Freaky shit occasionally.

Jongho:

Im really torn over this guy. Jongho is still pretty calm to me(i could just see him denying sex as a punishment) but i could also see him manhandling you as a punishment. If you’re being a brat he will not hesitate to bend you over and fuck you on the kitchen table. If you’re complaining 24/7 he’ll eventually snap and fuck you into the wall. He just seems like someone who would be completely stoic on the outside but be slowly burning up until he fucking explodes. He just seems like an overstim kinda guy, nothing fancy. He’s perfectly content with binding your wrists with anything nearby and fuck the brattiness out of you. Occasionally into ice play as a big big punishment when fucking you too. Punishments he likes: Overstim, ice play, bondage.

Wooyoung:

This cocky little shit. Wooyoung would be higher on the list if i didnt see him as the biggest FUCKING SUB IN ATEEZ (Yes yes ik ive written dom woo shush). On the slight 1% chance Woo is the dom, i could see him doing unorthodox punishments. While the others have pretty generic punishments he’d probably be the most likely to do freaky shit in the group. Wax play and food play, he just wants to try new shit out on you. Will tease and degrade you the most out of everyone too, he lives for humiliating you during sex. Also likes seeing you cry, it just turns him on for some reason. Like he just wants you begging to be fucked with tears streaming down your face.

Punishments he likes: wax play, food play, degradation, humiliation.

Mingi:

Probably the most reluctant out of the guys to punish you. Although he’s sometimes portrayed as a harddom, (even by me yes yes Ik didn’t I tell you to shush?) Mingi’s a soft boi. He gives me switch vibes and even when he’s in a Dom headspace he’s always worrying about you. The first time he punishes you he either a) gives up halfway through because he can’t bear to hurt you or b) is asking you every 2 seconds if you’re okay. This cute lil muffin will eventually become more comfortable with this however and in the words of Mork Lee “uh, and that’s a long ass ride.” Literally, Mingi will make you ride him until you’re exhausted and then proceed to fuck up into you. When he’s REALLY comfortable I can see this cutie pie totally flipping a switch however, probably would make you suck or ride a dildo infront of him and not let you touch him. He’ll sit there naked and manspreading, not even touching his angry cock while you try and put on a show for him. (i have more but i dont wanna get too into it i’ll never stop 🤠🔫)

Punishments he likes: guided masturbation, riding

© 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝.

#star's library {📚} #ateez mtl #ateez smut #ateez suggestive #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #jung yunho #kang yeosang #choi san #song mingi #jung wooyoung #choi jongho #hongjoong ateez #seonghwa ateez

[tittyblade]

tumblr user pixelrolan

^^ @pixelrolan’s now a pixel art side blog!

hello old man. if you ever end up at my blog know that you’re the only mf i respect and you should block the dilfza tag so both you AND us can stay sane

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edit: alright i give up. i’m making this an intro post and blaming you all for it

-> i’m rolan! 18, n use they/them pronouns

-> i play skyblock! my IGN is rolanonthefloor if you’d want to be friends :]

-> you can follow/interact with me regardless of your age, but as a side note, if you’re really young you shouldn’t be on here. online spaces are more dangerous than you think, so if you want to stay be discreet about it and never give out your age!

-> that being said, i use caps, swear, and make/rb light nsfw jokes. i don’t tag caps and profanity, but i do tag the slight nsfw posts as “suggestive”, though obviously i won’t add that to harmless dick jokes/etc lol. you can stay if you’re fine with those, you can block that tag if that makes you uncomfortable (i might miss some posts) and you’re free to not follow me at all if you’d rather not! i’m not a nsfw blog, but saying it just in case.

-> i tag trigger warnings as “tw ___” or “tw ___ mention” and tag the mainstream ones, if you’d like a certain tw to be tagged you can shoot me a dm or send an ask for it! additional tags that don’t go by this rule are “discourse”, “negativity” and “___ critical”. not a drama blog, but i DO talk about it if something important happens.

-> i follow almost everyone’s story on dsmp so you will see posts/liveblogs about them all! anyone’s welcome here, as long as you’re being respectful! (i promise it’s not the end of the world, we can coexist lmao) i like good writing more than i do characters. (that being said if you’re an emerald duo main i’ll kiss you on the lips /p)

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