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littlexdeaths · 2 days
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bye bye bye - e.m.
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y2k eddie munson x girly reader
opposites attract masterlist
warnings: gareth is a dickhead, hope y’all like some cheesy fluff, eddie is a complete dork but we love him for it.
a/n: this is a repost of my first y2k eddie fic, with some much needed edits and additions. i will be working on editing and posting the rest of this series soon. i hope you enjoy 💕
word count: 1.5k
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Today really hadn’t gone how you’d planned.
You had been hanging out with Eddie and his band mates, something you’d done quite often. Only this time you made the mistake of wearing your *NSYNC tour shirt.
It wasn’t a secret that you and Eddie had polar opposite tastes, it was apparent by just looking at you. You were all pink, bubblegum and boy bands. And your boyfriend was a leather clad, heavy metal enthusiast.
Despite these differences, you fit so well together.
And as they say— opposites attract.
But one of his friends was always more standoffish towards you because of it. While you were always nice to Gareth, he seemed annoyed anytime Eddie brought you around. But today that annoyance had seemingly reached its peak.
And all over a stupid t-shirt.
Eddie had gone to get you both a drink, leaving you in the living room with the three other males. They were discussing the newest Linkin Park album. Which oddly enough, was a band you actually enjoyed outside your normal realm of music.
You perked up at the mention of the album, as it had been the only thing Eddie had been playing since it was released. Feeling eager to see what they also thought of it.
“Oh come on man, you can't say Meteora is better than Hybrid Theory,” Jeff scoffs, shaking his head in response to Gareth’s admission as Eddie leaves the room.
The male rolls his eyes before tossing a piece of popcorn at Jeff’s head, “See that’s where you’re wrong dude, have you tried listening to the albums back to back?”
You take this as an opportunity to add in your two cents, trying to include yourself in the conversation despite your nerves.
“Well, personally I think both albums are great in their own—”
You are interrupted with a loud snort as Gareth rudely cuts you off, glancing down at your shirt before meeting your eyes.
“Why would we care about your opinion of it? All you listen to is boy band trash pop,” he sneers, rolling his eyes as he turns back to his friends.
It felt like someone had punched you in the gut, any other words became lodged in your throat. Jeff and Grant throw apologetic glances your way, but continue on with the conversation as if nothing had happened.
Eddie returns shortly after, completely oblivious to what had just transpired. He plops down next to you on the sofa and passes you a can of coke. Due to your solemn appearance, he knew something was wrong. He just didn’t know what.
A frown tugs at the corner of his mouth as he wraps an arm around your waist, tucking you into his side.
“Hey, you okay?” He asks softly, replying with a shrug of your shoulders.
You let your eyes fall to the open can of soda clutched in your fist. You didn’t want to talk about it, especially not in front of them. The last thing you wanted was to cause a scene, or to give Gareth the satisfaction of seeing you cry.
So you sat quietly through the next half hour, letting Eddie enjoy the time with his friends.
But he couldn’t seem to let it go, far too focused on what had caused this sudden shift in your mood. So he ended the hangout early, claiming to be too tired from work. But all of you knew the real reason, guilt filled your chest as he walked you out to his van.
They must think you’re a buzzkill too.
The questions started the moment the door shut behind him, badgering you the entire way back to your house. You easily dodged his line of questioning, claiming to be tired. But Eddie wasn’t having any of that, he could see right through you. He always could.
“Baby, come on. Talk to me please,” he pleaded as he followed you up the stairs to your bedroom.
You continued to ignore him as you sat on the bed with a sigh. You felt embarrassed, knowing such a silly comment shouldn’t bother you as much as it did. All you wanted was for his friends to like you, but it was made abundantly clear that they didn’t.
All because you favored pop music? It all felt so trivial, like they weren’t even willing to give you a real chance. It hurt your feelings more than you cared to admit.
But Eddie being the sweet, doting boyfriend that he was— wasn’t giving up that easily.
“Just tell me what happened, sweetheart.” He says, kneeling in front of you, palms resting on either side of your thighs.
“It’s stupid,” you mutter, avoiding his curious gaze.
“Nothing that upset you this much is stupid,” he counters as you let out a groan, dramatically falling back onto the mattress and covering your face.
You hear his exasperated sigh, feeling the weight of his chest against yours as he leans over you. Eddie carefully removes your hands from your face, looking down at you expectantly.
“Your friends don’t like me,” you utter softly.
He frowns, confusion settling on his features.
“Why do you say that?”
You sigh, rolling your eyes which causes his frown to deepen.
“Well, just look at me…” you trail off, gesturing to yourself. “And look at you.”
It’s his turn to sigh now, taking your hands as he guides you back into a sitting position. Eddie cups your cheeks in between his palms, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead.
“I know what you’re insinuating, but I promise that’s the furthest thing from the truth.” He reassures you, his dark eyes utterly sincere.
And as much as you want to believe him, there’s still a small part of you that wonders if maybe they are right. Maybe you’re too different. He must be able to read the apprehension lingering on your features, as one of determination crosses over his.
“I don’t know what they said to make you think that,” he pauses to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “But I won’t hesitate to kick some ass, sweetheart.”
Despite the teasing lithe in his voice you know he’s serious, quickly shaking your head. The last thing you’d want is to cause more beef with his friends.
“It’s fine, Eds, I’m just too sensitive.” You give him a quick peck on the lips, “Let’s just drop it, yeah?”
You pull away to scoot further up the mattress, patting the spot beside you. But he shakes his head, remaining on the floor for a moment. His eyes dart contemplatively around the room, stopping on the shelf that held your extension CD collection.
A Cheshire-like grin tugs at his lips as he moves towards it, balancing on the balls of his feet. Your brows knit together in confusion as his ringed fingers graze over the plastic spines, stopping once he finds what he was looking for. Eddie pops the disc out of its case and into the clunky boombox before pressing play.
The beginning chords of Bye Bye Bye fill the once quiet space of your bedroom. Your boyfriend quickly jumps to his feet, spinning around to face you. He plants his feet on the carpet, head falling forward as his hands raise up in a marionette style.
Your eyes widen in realization as you crawl back towards the edge of your bed, suddenly intrigued. Eddie shoots a wink your way once he meets your gaze, beginning to sing along. His voice stood out amongst the others, the raspy quality brought a new edge to the track.
But he didn’t stop there.
You watched in amazement as he nailed all the choreography from the music video. You had no idea when he found the time to study all the moves. Between classes, work, hellfire and band practice he barely had time to think.
But knowing he took the time to do this, specifically for you— made your stomach flutter.
You can’t stop the smile from lighting up your features, giggling as your boyfriend continues to serenade you.
“I don’t want to be your fool, in this game for two…”
Eddie drops to his knees at your feet again, coaxing you onto the floor with him. He presses feather light kisses all over your face, the sensation causes you to giggle more. As hurt as you had been, the male always knew how to make you forget your problems.
At least for a little while.
“That’s my girl,” he mumbled, grinning down at you.
He’s a little out of breath from his impromptu dance routine, bangs lightly sticking to his forehead.
“You’re an absolute dork, Ed,” you giggle, ruffling his curls in a playful manner.
But the way he’s looking at you has your heart racing. His head dips, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss as the song comes to an end.
“Now, admit it,” he chuckles against your mouth, nudging his nose with yours. “I’m a much better dancer than that Dustin Timberlake.”
You laugh loudly, fondly shaking your head at him.
“It’s Justin, baby…”
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meltypancake · 3 days
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15 Lines of Dialogue
Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture their character/personality/vibe. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you’re free to include those as well.
WAOW ty for the tag @cherrypikkins :] !!
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Part I
“But let’s head back. They’re serving potato gratin for dinner tonight—“ she paused for dramatic effect— “extra cheesy."
✦ [ Choir practice ] “Huh? Whoops, what verse were we on again? Oh well.”
✦ “I heard wyverns assert their dominance by showing off their wing span. (opens arms wide) Does this look intimidating enough?”
✦ [ First kill ] “I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Please don’t ever forgive me.”
✦ "I promise you, Dimitri, that I will stay. I will carry these souls.” “And I swear that if it ever feels easy to take a life, I will lay down my axe forever."
✦ “That’s tragic. Every kid deserves to have some fun.”
✦ “Perhaps next time,” he deadpanned, “you might ask Dedue to tie the knots instead.” “My knots were fine!” Eliane shouted. “The branch was the problem!”
✦ “I even got up early,” she lamented, hardly registering his words or even his presence. This was no longer a conversation, it was a cavalry charge. “So early,” she repeated. “Sunrise is a wretched time to be awake. Birds? Sure. But people? No."
✦ Cute, passionate, strong, skilled... and brave, she thought. That's me. [ There is a blatant lack of self-awareness on display here. ]
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Part II
“The world is vast, isn’t it? Yet our actions, small as they are, can make a difference. Sometimes I just need to remind myself.”
✦ (closing her eyes) “They wyverns are singing. Can you hear? The wind carries their voices. I could listen to this all day.”
✦ “Here, I made this balm for you. It works wonders on dry skin. …Uh, not that your skin is dry or anything. It looks great, I mean. …Please just take it.”
✦ “Has it really been 5 years? Things seemed simpler, back then. Or perhaps I’m the one who has changed…”
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Tagging @barbieburnanator @lovehollyberry @yulgurr @justme-inmyownworld
@resident-cake-anon @moonlightleafs @peachiehambo and YOU 🫵 if you're feeling up for it! <3
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artistidiot · 2 days
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Stone x Impatient/Stubborn!Reader
scrap ver,
Requested by- no one
You were a Impatient, and very stubborn. And you don't listen either. You've been caught pickpocketing some random rich person. And you went to try again...
"I think doing this again would get us in more trouble than we need- And your not even here." He groaned, looking for you. Seeing that you've successfully picked pocket someone without getting caught. "I got it!" You said all giddy that you stole from the rich. Stone sighed, before taking a sip of his liquor. "Your too much." "But ya love me!" "Ya, I know. But seriously, don't do dumb shit like that again." Stone replied, holding your hand as they head back.
Sorry if this was cheesy and short. But I'm giggling, kicking my feet and twirling my hair because y'all are to nice when you guys say this shit is good- 😭💓
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lovecolibri · 5 months
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Oh I am *cackling* at the producers trying to claim the show was driven by Loki and Sylvie's relationship when she refused to lift a finger to help multiple times (while platonic bestie Mobius was living out romcom moments by the dozen with Loki), and honestly they could have not had her in the season at all and barely anything would change. Like, I don't like that ship but it's still SO deeply disrespectful to give them NOTHING on screen all season while giving all the cute classically shippy moments to Lokius, and then come out after and claim it was some grand, sweeping romance and also there was nothing intentional about giving all the shippy stuff to Lokius. 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄
Also, as I said in some tags, the "we can't get into Loki's head" like is just....peek absurdity. My brother in Christ, YOU'RE the writers! This character has been in the MCU for like, 14 years, played by Hiddleston who is *obsessed* with Loki. Getting into Loki's head should have been a cake walk! And even if it wasn't, IT'S LITERALLY YOUR JOB TO GET IN THE CHARACTER'S HEAD. Maybe this is why shows are so shitty? Instead of letting the characters drive the plot by getting into their heads and making choices from that perspective, showrunners instead twist the characters into a storyline.
ANYWAY.
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mitsies · 1 year
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-;, seashells ; megumi fushiguro > megumi thinks his life is a lot better with you in it.
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it's difficult to describe how megumi feels at this very moment. the sky is painted baby blue and heavy with clouds, and a late-winter wind carries the secrets of springtime as it bites his bare hands.
the waves crash against the beach as the ocean hungrily gnaws at the land. he thinks it looks like a scene from a painting, or a picture- some far-away reality. and he thinks the fact that you're there makes it even better.
you're a little ways away, barefoot and stepping nimbly over the rocks and pebbles as the seafoam tickles your heels. you're hopping around and bending over occasionally, reaching your hands into the water to fish out something from the sand. megumi watches as you stash your findings in the pockets of your rolled-up jeans.
even with the distance, and even with the sun's clouded light in his eyes, he can still see the way you smile at the little things you pick up, and the warmth you emanate is enough to make his skin hot under his sweater.
he loves your smile, he thinks, more than anything. he thinks that there's nothing that could rival that look on your face. he likes it even better when he makes you smile. the way your eyes crinkle and skin creases is so unmistakeably you that he can't not love it.
megumi thinks that he first fell in love with you when first grinned at him. it's stupid, he knows, and he'd never tell you, but it's true. he wasn't trying to be funny, and he wasn't trying to impress you, but you'd laughed anyway as he reprimanded his friends.
you laughed at something he said. not his friend, not anyone else, you laughed for him. it was then megumi decided he'd do anything to make you smile like you did then, for as long as he lived.
you're coming up to him, now, and that same, stupid smile adorns your face, and he feels his own lips turning upward. "look!"
you pull out a handful of your pockets' contents, displaying an array of tiny, colorful seashells and bits of shiny sea glass. the display is colorful and tints your hands underneath green and blue, and sand is crusted onto your palms like a second skin.
"you're going to be finding sand under your nails for months," megumi informs you as if he's annoyed but he loves you too much for that.
"you'll just have to deal with that," you say right back. you pick out one specific piece of glass on your hand and put the rest back into your pockets. it's a deep blue, like the ocean, and megumi wonders how you spotted it in amongst all the debris.
holding it up to your eye, you peer through it. your face is distorted behind the fragment and he bites back a stupid remark as you speak: "this one matches your eyes."
he trips over his words and blinks at you, but you're already gone again, back amongst the waves. he can't do much but stare as you blend so seamlessly into the picturesque backdrop- he thinks it's because you yourself are art.
he thinks about your hands decorated in colorful glass and shell, and he thinks that he'd like to grow old with you. he wonders if it would be selfish to get you a ring that matches his eyes, just the way the sea glass did.
megumi fushiguro can't tell you that he'd do anything to make you smile, but what he can say is that he wants to grow old with you. megumi wants to grow old with you, and he wants to be the reason you laugh every day, he decides.
but he'd tell you that later. right now, he's taking it upon himself to find a pretty something- perhaps, a piece of the ocean that matches your eyes, too.
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ithelicorice · 1 year
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🌼 fav of the season
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cirque-dhomosexual · 2 years
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Listenn,,, I may be going through eniday brain rot so imma make it YOUR! Problem! I don't see wends being affectionate (in typical terms at least) and I have a feeling if anything her love language is acts of service and gift giving
Like a cat bringing you gifts
Hc wends bought enid a horrifically tacky infinite drinking bird toy for her desk and not only did enid love it she named him birdnard
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16-jarrah · 1 year
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i get why people would opt to say walter was a terrible person since the beginning, but i think that's like, the most boring takeaway you can get about his character. he was already insecure and prideful from the start, and it's what would hurt him and keep hurting him. but like, being insecure and prideful are regular traits any regular person can have. the actions that he makes because of these traits, which in turn keep fueling his ego more and more, are what makes him an interesting character. and he was already pretty capable of hurting other people, but he wasn't doing it out of malice, but more because of careless selfishness at first. what makes walter terrifying is that the more he does it, the more he becomes aware of what he's doing, and the more he keeps going and keeps being more and more meticulous and deliberate about what he does that hurts people and even to the point when it was specifically to hurt people.
i think the traits were there in walter from the beginning—the pilot did a pretty good job of establishing how powerless he's felt all his life and just how susceptible he is to letting this newfound perceived power get to his head so easily. he even says this explicitly in 5x06 "Buyout" when he tells jesse "i'm not in the money business, i'm in the empire business". but saying he was this monster from the start kind of implies he didn't undergo through a character arc throughout the show when it's quite literally what he did. he got worse. so much worse. through mostly the fault of his own fragility.
#idk if i put it into words right but i'm just musing#was walter a good person when brba started? up in the air. but his family genuinely adored him. despite feeling like a loser teacher#some of his coworkers actually really liked and respected him. he was just as much of a regular person as anyone else was tbh#you know it's interesting that he and gale basically have the same motivations. why jump to meth of all things. why go from 0 to 100 when#it sounds COMPLETELY ridiculous. but they were both very passionate about chemistry who felt like their potentials were wasted and felt#like they were finally putting their skills to good use again. getting to flex their muscles and shit. whenever they cook better purer meth#than most other people. i think it's a really genius idea to have this premise for the show lol#cz as much as walter is motivated by him feeling like he desperately has to take control of his own life he also is a scientist at heart#who desperately needs to apply his knowledge and skills somewhere where it would feel gratifying#seriously dude you could've tried to get a paper published or two or something. djhdidhd#but the academe has its own Politics and whatnot. so one could only speculate why walt didn't get to pursue that any more#(aside from the whole grey matter industries thing)#anyway uhhh i hope i get the post across lol not to sound cheesy cliche but brba is a corruption slash character deterioration arc#quite literally the whole point is that he Didn't Start Off Like This And He Gets Worse#again. he already had some of his bad tendencies and traits but it's like. we all do that's not necessarily inherently make or break#it's what he DOES and KEEPS DOING. CONSCIOUSLY that turns him into the horrifying man he is by the end of it all#so i just think if your biggest takeaway is Walter Was Always A Monster then you're just missing the whole damn point#op#brbaposting
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spushii · 11 months
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i just think at the end of the day you can be as bitchy and petty and gatekeepy as you want on the internet about what should and shouldnt constitute a Battle Jacket, but when you see someone at the grocery store wearing an old vest with some safety pins in it and an iron-on patch and some patches sewn on they obviously drew themselves with fabric marker, you're gonna smile at them at tell them it looks sick, because it looks sick
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dollsuguru · 3 months
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when y’all do dialogue do you just base line write the quotes and THEN later on add extra info? 🤔 also damn how do people Overall write their paragraphs so well
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kinokoshoujoart · 7 months
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this mf really can, without ever meeting you (since you can skip the town introductions now) show up on your doorstep exactly a year after you arrive with some kind of gigolo application. it’s entirely possible for this to be your first ever interaction with him.
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penelopelima · 7 months
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So I will let you in on a secret: when my girlfriend told me she was in love with me (we were friends for years before), I tried to reject her. I did care for her but I had too much unresolved trauma and self-loathing and was too much of a coward to really be honest and vulnerable. So I said something along the lines of "I have feelings for you too, but I don't really do relationships, it's a bad idea because I'm too difficult, blah blah blah...". I think the second part of it went completely over her head. So we went on as usual (our usual, to be fair, was extremely intimate already), but I started to really realize I wanted to be with her and needed to get my shit together. So I worked on myself and months later I told her I loved her and I wanted a relationship. For me it was this big moment that I had worked up to. For her, we had been together for months and were just taking it slow. I still wonder whether she was oblivious or she just saw through me. Either way, soon it's our five year anniversary and I have become such a stronger, braver person thanks to this relationship. Love may not magically change you for the better but it may give you a motivation to change yourself. I didn't think I deserved love, but I decided to grow into the version of myself that did. Even if it hadn't worked out, even if one day we go out separate ways, I will always thank her for that.
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saesins · 8 months
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it's suicide prevention month, so here's a reminder that you can reach out to me if you need to. that it's ok to feel terrible after making the right decision. that it's okay to cry. that you're worth it. that I love you. that your feelings and emotions are valid.
I know these things may seem like they mean nothing, but one that I and a lot of people may need to hear right now is that it's okay to feel bad. but stick to what you think is right regardless of that feeling.
I myself am suicidal, so I know how it is. I know that it may feel like nothing is worth living for anymore. and even tho I'm not there myself yet, I know there is something that's gonna make it all worth it. you just need to give it time to find you. and i know sometimes when it's in the moment, it's hard to stop yourself, but just breathe. remember that you're still here. that it's not your time to go yet. if you ever try to die by your own hand, it's not time.
I love you all, and I'm proud of you for making it this far, please keep going. see what's waiting for you in the future. I love you💗
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So you guys really weren't gonna tell me that black hole high has been releasing new youtube shorts as a bridge to a sequel nearly 20 years later?
Okay i have some thoughts based on what we know so far
Jim Rapsas, are you giving us lesbians? I understand that lesbians didn't exist in 2003 which is why they weren't in the original show but did you really revive your niche kids show to put lesbians in your reboot just casually like nbd and do I spot that the gf is not white and also very muscular?
Jim Rapsas, I need to know if this psychic girl is autistic because I'm getting what I think are intentional vibes. Like I doubt you knew in the original series that you made Lucas autistic (even though you did) but i trust you because of how Vaughn was canonically dyslexic (and has made an appearance already in the reboot shorts).
MADISON??? MADISON IS BACK??? The thing with her being super traumatized by the bee thing is so funny as is her eating honey again for the first time since that happened.
Honestly super pumped to see a "blake holsey multiverse". You know I'm a slut for a multiverse. Just tell me josie and lucas will be back. I'd also like to see professor z and corrine.
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holdyourcolour · 24 days
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People today who happen to venerate both classical and jazz for its structure and sculptural qualities (awesome, I totally agree!) dismiss electronic and “bass” music too much imo. That is the quality I like the MOST about my music oftentimes, crisp and sculptural sound design— sometimes you just need to put on a good pair of headphones and let the narrative guide you, in really similar ways to the meandering nature of jazz and the distinctive narrative of classical. But at the end of the day, I’m not sure if it’s their pretentiousness or my musical immaturity that is the real issue here
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cherryfemm · 1 year
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I'm sorry but I hate the term glow-up when referring to people -
like you were a child, then a teenager and now an adult. That is not a glow up, that is growing up. Teenage girls are not supposed to look like adult women. You are free to be awkward and quirky. And by all means "ugly". You are not an object of desire you are a human being, worthy of love and respect.
How about we talk about your confidence, kindness, things you've learned and experienced?
How about the glow up of your personality and self worth?
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