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Plus One Chapter 1

Summary: Once upon a time, you made a deal with the school freak that if he ever got famous then he'd invite you to be his plus one at a red carpet event. Now a decade later an invite shows up at your house asking you to be the +1 to Eddie Munson, front man of Corroded Coffin.

Tags: modern!au, Eddie and Reader are in their late 20's/early 30's after the deal is made. Rockstar!Eddie. Friends to strangers to friends to lovers, references to Flight of Icarus characters eventually

The squeak of desks being pushed across linoleum flooring made you wince as everyone adjusted the classroom for partner work. It was too early for this, you hadn’t slept the night before and had almost been late to this class, taking your seat at the last second just as the bell rang.

First period science wasn’t your hardest class, but it wasn’t exactly your best subject either. You’d been floating along with a solid C and that was as good as you were hoping to get. As long as you graduated by this point, you’d be happy. It was near the end of your senior year, and senioritis was hitting you hard. It was your hope that you could just coast these last few weeks, pass your finals and get the hell out of the public school system.

There would be no coasting this morning though as you were all assigned partners. No one was thrilled about this development aside from a few peers who had been partnered with their friends. You weren’t exactly unpopular but you didn’t have anyone in this class that you would consider a friend or even an acquaintance. You’d borrowed a pencil once from Randy who sat in front of you, but other than that you kept to yourself first thing in the morning.

Which is why when the name ‘Munson’ was called out along with your own surname you’d barely registered who that was. A few people snickered and you caught one girl giving you a pitying look as you tried to connect the name to a face. It took your partner sitting down across from you for you to realize who you’d been paired with.

Munson. Eddie Munson. Eddie ‘the Freak’ Munson.

Ah. That Munson.

“Uh, hi.” he said, with a wave and you desperately tried to reconnect the tired wires in your brain to say hi back.

“Mornin’” you managed to spit out. He sat in the back of the class on the opposite side of the room. You rarely even saw him in class because you were usually here before him, and he was the first to get out the door when class ended. You never said a word to him the whole semester, but again, you didn’t talk to anyone in this class.

Worksheets were passed around and you stared at the different questions and equations. You might as well be sitting in Latin class with as much as this made sense to you.

“I know this is a higher level than what you all are used to, but this is what is going to be expected of you in college next year.” Your teacher explained, followed by a chorus of groans which included yours as well as Eddie’s.

The two of you stared at the worksheet for a moment before making eye contact. You felt a little nervous under his gaze; you’d seen him around school and had heard the rumors about the leader of the Dungeons and Dragons club. He’d been seen pushing around freshmen wearing the same shirt as him, and was often regarded as a loudmouth and a danger to everyone in school.

It didn’t help his case that he looked older than you. His broad shoulders were only accentuated by the heavy leather jacket and denim vest giving him the appearance of someone who absolutely should not be in high school. How old was he anyway?

“Eddie.”

You blinked, surprised he was the first to speak. You offered your name as well with a nod, neither of you going for the handshake.

“So... does any of this make sense to you?” he asked, looking back down at the worksheet.

You glanced down with a small laugh. “Not even a little.”

“Shit.”

He looked up at you with a sheepish grin, and you swear it took at least five years off his appearance. You found yourself relaxing just a bit, if he was as dangerous as everyone made him out to be, at least he wouldn’t do something stupid in the middle of class. Hopefully.

You grabbed your textbook and opened it up and Eddie leaned over the desk to read with you.

“Sorry, forgot mine.” He said and you adjusted the book so it sat between the two of you.

The next half hour was a testament of will as the two of you tried your best to work out the formulas put in front of you. The ancient calculators that the teacher had provided only caused more confusion between the two of you and you tried to figure out buttons that you had never had to press before.

“I’m sure someone, somewhere is using this on a daily basis.” you said as you jotted down a string of numbers that you were positive were wildly incorrect. “I understand that this is important to someone, but outside of a trivia game there’s no way I’m ever going to even think about this ever again.”

You were mostly talking to yourself, not expecting a response from your partner. He was looking at the calculator, and your string of numbers with equal confusion.

“Music is as advanced as my math skills go.” Eddie said. He’d removed his jacket at some point where you were staring at your textbook with a blank expression trying to understand how to apply the formulas. You couldn’t stop your eyes from occasionally flicking towards the tattoos that covered his right arm. So he was at least old enough to get tattoos... or to have a parent or guardian agree to let him get tattoos.

You weren’t sure why you were so hung up on his age. Maybe it was easier to focus on that mystery than the jumble of letters and numbers that was making your brain more numb than it already felt.

“What kind of music?” The question was out of your mouth without thinking. You didn’t think you’d seen him hang out with the band or orchestra kids before.

“Metal and rock music mostly.” Eddie said, erasing one of the numbers. His pencil was a cheap one, and only managed to make a huge smudge on his paper rather than clear his answer. You handed over your own pencil on instinct and he took it with a thanks.

“Do you play an instrument or something?” you asked, already checked out of the worksheet. Fuck it. It’s not like it was going to count for much anyway.

“Yeah I, uh, I’ve been playing guitar since I was a kid.” There was a light in his eyes that made you wonder why anyone would ever think he was dangerous or scary. In the half hour that the two of you had been struggling with this busy work the two of you had been making small talk that you’d found way more engaging.

“Electric or guitar?” you asked, and it was when Eddie let out a laugh that you realized what you had asked. You pressed your hands to your face with an embarrassed chuckle. “I didn’t sleep last night.”

“I play electric and guitar.” came the teasing response. “But I lean more towards electric unless my uncle is home or I need to keep it down.”

“Are you any good?”

“Good enough to have a steady gig at the Hideout.” he shrugged. “It’s not much, but it’s a stage. Sort of.”

Eddie had also given up on the worksheet and was using your pencil to absently doodle in the margins of the paper.

“I have no idea where that is.”

“Shady dive bar in the warehouse district. My band and I play on Tuesdays, you should come see us sometime. It’s a shithole, but it’s safe.” The last part was added hastily as he saw your weary expression.

A shady dive bar on a school night? Not a great chance of that.

“What’s your band called?”

“Corroded Coffin.” he dug around his pockets in his jeans and jacket before he pulled out a bent cut out piece of flashcard and handed it to you. It had the band’s name scribbled on it in sharpie and a list of socials on the back. It screamed home made and there was a charm to it that made you smile.

“I’ll check you out.” you said, tucking it into the book you had been reading for the past week knowing damn well that you were probably going to forget about it the second it was out of sight.

“Don’t worry about the worksheet being perfect.” the teacher piped up from their desk. “Just do your best, and it’s only being counted as pass/fail. I’m just trying to see that you’re all able to use your critical thinking skills to look up information.”

“I’m about to use my critical thinking skills to bullshit the rest of the worksheet.” Eddie muttered and you laughed.

You grabbed his worksheet and scribbled down a formula and some numbers and handed it back. “Long as there’s something written down she doesn’t care.”

That was good enough for the both of you as you set the papers aside. There was still a good fifteen minutes left in class, and you expected that the two of you would just sit awkwardly in your grouped desk facing each other until the bell rang. You almost laid your head down on the desk and try and get a power nap in, but curiosity was getting the better of you.

“So, you wanna do music for a living?” you asked, looking at him again.

“Ideally.” Eddie said, fidgeting with your pencil still. You decided that it was his pencil now, you had others in your bag. “I know it’s a long shot and most of my band is still gonna be in school when I graduate this year but we’ve got a few songs that we’ve been working on.”

“So you’re gonna be famous one day?” It wasn’t a sarcastic question, but a genuine one. Maybe this guy could be famous one day, you didn’t know. Maybe he didn’t even want to be famous.

Eddie shook his head and laughed. “I’ll be lucky to keep the lights on with my music, but I’m gonna try.”

“You’re going to be famous.” you told him with a firm nod. The lack of sleep was catching up to you. It’s not like anything in this class was going to matter in the future anyway. “I’ve decided it.”

“You decided that I’m going to be famous?” he asked slowly, as if trying to decide if you were fucking with him or not.

“Yeah, why not?” You replied.

He stared at you and his gaze turned intense as he sat up straighter. Eddie’s gaze swept over your face, looking for any sign that you were speaking with ill intent, when he found none, he gave you a smile.

“I’ll hold you to it then.” he said. “If I don’t get famous I’m holding you personally responsible.”

“Alright, but there’s a catch.” your smile widened.

“A catch? You won’t let me get famous on my charm and talent alone?” He tilted his head with a grin.

“Nope. I need payment. Deciding things isn’t cheap, you know.” you were delusional from lack of sleep, and you probably sounded crazy to him.

“Alright, what’s your fee?” Eddie leaned back in his chair, looking as if he were trying to start a business deal. His demeanor change starkly contrasted the long dark hair, band t shirt, and heavy metal rings he wore and you had to stop yourself from laughing.

You thought about it for a moment. “I want to be your plus one to at least one of your red carpet events.” you said. “I think that’s payment enough.”

He rubbed his chin in thought, as if carefully considering your offer. “And if I don’t.”

“If you forget to come back for Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.” you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing now at how ridiculous you sounded.

“Holes? Really?” Eddie snorted. “Alright, I know how that story ends. You have a deal.”

He offered you his hand and you two shook on it.

And because you two had at least ten minutes to kill, Eddie took out a beat up notebook and started drawing up a contract to make it official. The two of you debated on the wording, and how it should be drawn out. In the end, it was decided that Eddie would have at least five years after his first red carpet to invite you to an event (your idea) or else he’d be cursed and he’d end up on TMZ in a scandal involving a goat and a runaway parade float (his idea).

You each signed the fake contract, dated it, and had the teacher notarize it.

“Did you two even try to do the worksheet?” they asked, signing and stamping the notebook with a ‘GOOD JOB!’ stamp.

“We tried.” Eddie smiled at the teacher, taking the notebook back and trading it for the worksheets.

The bell rang and you two shook hands one last time. The last few weeks flew by in a whirlwind of spring break, prom season, and graduation. You barely talked to Eddie after that class, occasionally saying hi to him in the hallway, or the odd small chat during class. You’d managed to get him to sign your yearbook, but he hadn’t asked you to sign his. You felt a little sad about it, looking back. He’d been nice to talk to, and his reputation hadn’t lived up to that hour that you’d been forced to spend with him.

Graduation was the last time you’d seen him, when he’d run across the stage, flipped off Principal Higgins and ran off like a bat out of hell. You had looked for him passively in the chaos and sea of graduates and their families taking photos and congratulating each other. Okay, maybe you’d looked for him a bit more deliberately than you’d let on.

Maybe you had developed a small crush on Eddie in that hour that you’d spent working on that stupid worksheet. Maybe you had hoped that when you gave him your email in that contract he’d reach out to you to say hi. Maybe, yes, you did eventually remember the handmade business card for Corroded Coffin and had looked up their information a month into summer to find them as dead and dry as the Sahara desert, with only a muffled .mp3 of one of their songs to go off of.

There were a lot of maybe’s that came with being in high school.

But life moves on. You forget about the man with the long dark hair and boyish smile. Your yearbook gets tucked away in a box, out of site and out of mind. The homemade business card gets lost under the bed and eventually tossed in a deep clean as you get ready to move to college and move out. The muffled .mp3 sits in your computer for years until you get a smartphone and stuff a ton of your old music on it, shuffling it into your streaming playlists.

The song gets skipped over more often than you’d ever admit.

And now there you were in your new apartment a year after graduating college, living on your own for the first time. No dorm, no family, no roommates, no partner.

It was the middle of your work week, and you were outside checking the mail. You flipped through the envelopes of junk and bills for anything that would have been worth the walk from your apartment to the community mailbox.

A thick envelope with your name and address was in the middle of the pile. Your name was hand lettered in fancy script and you glanced at where the return address should be.

WR RECORDS

Who?

You pulled the envelope out and glanced at the rest of the mail to make sure there was nothing important there before tossing it into your neighbors recycling bin. You ripped open the envelope.

Inside was a thick black card, and your name was once again written in beautiful red ink that reflected off the dark card stock.

WR Records would like to invite you to be the +1 to Mr. Eddie Munson of Corroded Coffin to this year's annual Hellfire Awards.

And below that in chicken scratch handwriting that wildly contrasted the careful lettering of the rest of the card:

A deal’s a deal.

You stared at the words and read them over and over and over again, trying to make sense of them and only one question passed your mind.

“Who the fuck is Eddie Munson?”

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siempre-bucky · 2 years

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Tutor

Eddie Munson x fem!Reader

Summary: After your teacher told you that you were failing your math class, you took every opportunity to study, and that included studying on an abandonded bench in the woods. Turns out it wasn't as abandoned as you thought, and it also turns out Eddie Munson is good at math.

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A/N: eddie munson is good at math and i will not be taking any criticism at this time. I didn't think i would be writing for him but i fell in love! please enjoy the fluff!

Since when did a subject with numbers have letters? Since when did they have imaginary numbers? They were all right there on the chalkboard, taunting you in faded white chalk. Glancing down at your notes, none of it made sense. “Does everyone understand that concept before we move on?” Mr. Davids asked as he turned to look at the group of sleepy-eyed teens. Clearly not. He let out a slow drawn-out sigh and returned to his desk to gather the graded quizzes.

Fuck, you thought as you sunk into your seat. You couldn’t help but watch everyone’s reactions to their grades, some of them looked excited and high-fived their friends while others shook their heads and gave sad faces to the teacher who gave them a disapproving face in return.

“Miss Y/L/N, can I see you after class?” Shit. Your teacher looked at you sympathetically as he passed your desk, his hands empty.

Once the bell rang, your anxiety only heightened as the class quickly dispersed. They didn’t look at you, but in your mind, they were all laughing and pointing at your failure. “You wanted to see me?” you questioned as you approached his desk. The older man nodded and took out your last few tests from the class. Cs and Ds were written in bold red ink at the top, now those were taunting you.

“I didn’t want to announce it during class, but I’m worried about your grade,” he sighed as he looked up at you, folding his hands and placing them on his desk. You nervously scratched your textbook, the already faded cover chipping and falling to the ground below you. “You’re a star student at Hawkins and I don’t want your math grade to put you behind.”

“I-I’m sorry. I promise I’ll do better,” you managed.

“I know you will and I’m here to help… and there’s no shame in getting a tutor.”

A tutor? In your academic career you never once needed a tutor! So here you were during lunch with your notes and math books sprawled out on the worn-down table. Your forgotten lunch was just a testament to your commitment to study more. It was just math, it shouldn’t be this hard for you. You forced yourself to be good at every subject, this one was no different. “Plus or minus B…” you mumbled to yourself as you fiddled with your neon yellow earring.

“Madam VP!” Your best friend called as she approached you, clutching tightly onto her lunch tray. “Please tell me you’re going to join the dance committee,” she whined, slapping the tray onto the table and sitting across from you.

“In between yearbook, debate, government, and science club? No way,” you responded with a forced laugh, listing off just some of your activities. You could feel her eyes burn holes into your skin as you kept your eyes on Mr. Davids’ practice test.

“Come on, this is a no-study zone,” she told you in between bites of her sandwich.

“No. Gotta pass this class,” you grumbled, clutching your pencil tighter.

Your concentration was broken yet again by the sounds of roaring laughter. You looked up to see the D&D group standing up from their seats and banging on the table, their leader Eddie holding up a newspaper and his tongue sticking out of his mouth. “God they’re such freaks,” Rachel groaned, “and Eddie Munson? Super freak.”

You smiled in their direction, drowning out Rachel’s mean words. The members from all grades just looked so carefree and enjoyed their time together. You always admired their leader, and on a few occasions thought he was rather handsome. You loved how he smiled when he stood on the table and battled it out with the jocks and how passionate he was about the fantasy game you’d only heard about from the kids you babysat. “You don’t want them to hear you say mean things do you, Madam President? Wasn’t kindness your whole platform?” You smirked, peeling your eyes off the long-haired man.

The class president huffed and went back to her lunch as the commotion died down, “Fine,” she huffed, “Are you coming over after school?”

“No, I’m going to study more.”

You had heard about this abandoned spot in the woods just outside the football field. One person said it was haunted, someone else has said a monster lives there. It sounded like the most peaceful spot near Hawkins High. A cold chill from the autumn air went through you as soon as you walked through the gate and your feet stepped on the leaf-covered ground.

It was how you pictured it in your head, a small wooden bench in the middle of the woods and large trees covering the cloudy sky above you, a beautiful light fog surrounding the space. It was the perfect place to study. After brushing the leaves off the bench you placed all your books on the table and placed a spare pen in your hair. You even placed your last ‘F’ grade in the middle for motivation.

It took 20 minutes for your head to hurt and the feeling of being overwhelmed racked your nerves. Bitterly, you wadded up one of your papers and threw it across the table, letting it join the fallen golden leaves. “Well, well, well,” a smooth voice scoffed. It didn’t help that the birds screeched and flew through the trees at the same time.

“Shit,” you gasped as you jumped a mile high, placing your hand over your rapidly beating heart. You turned your head to see Eddie Munson sauntering over with a smirk plastered on his plump lips, his silver ring-clad hand clutching a dingy silver box.

“I certainly didn’t expect to see the Princess of Hawkins High so far from her palace,” Eddie joked, keeping his distance just in case you were nervous around him. He always figured you were. You never spoke, but sometimes you’d pass in the hall and he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t look behind him to catch a glimpse, and you couldn’t say you didn’t do the same.

You chuckled and placed your pencil down on your notebook, “I’m no princess,” you corrected, “I’m sorry I thought this place was abandoned.” His lips parted as he watched you quickly stand from the bench, gathering your things and stacking them into a small chaotic pile.

“Stay!” he encouraged, waving his hand in a shooting motion. You instantly sat, squinting your eyes at how easily you listened to the metal head. He walked over and sat across from you, his brown eyes peering down as you nonchalantly tucked your marked test under your book. “What do I call you then? Queen, Grand Duchess, Viscountess, Your Highness?”

“Just Y/N.”

“Y/N.”

Heat rose to your face as he said your name, it fell off his tongue so nicely and you wanted to beg him to say it again. People said your name all the time, but it didn’t make you feel the way you did when Eddie said it. It made your heart skip a beat.

You fell into silence after you opened your workbook back up, it was comfortable even though you knew his deep brown eyes were staring at your work. He opened his box and took out a rolled joint. “Want some?” he asked, taking it between his fingers and placing it in your view.

“No thank you, but I don’t mind if you do,” you denied kindly, briefly looking up from your work.

He smiled and ducked his head, normally girls that weren’t buying from him thought it was disgusting. Your lack of judgment towards him made him blush and giggle like a schoolboy, hiding behind his wavy brown hair. Eddie got comfortable in his seat, watching the smoke rise to the sky while you mumbled out equations.

“It’s 42,” he answered after hearing you repeat the same equation ten times and erasing all your work over and over till there was no eraser left.

“Oh,” you whispered after looking at the faded equation, “thanks, Eddie.”

“Tell me a secret,” he said after a while. He’d gotten comfortable and leaned forward, placing his head inside his palms, his big brown eyes staring at you.

You looked up and knitted your eyebrows together, and he just looked at you in amusement. “A secret?”

“Yeah, I mean, just so I know you won’t tell anyone about my secret spot.”

“Your spot?” you scoffed playfully.

Eddie nodded and looked at his box, “Yeah, until today I didn’t know anyone knew about it.”

You giggled and cocked your head, “Fine,” you sighed, “ I’m really bad at math.”

The man puffed his cheeks, his eyes squinting as he held back his laughter. He couldn’t fight it off for long, a loud cackle escaped his lips and he threw his head back. The laughter continued until he looked at your solemn expression and how your eyes avoided his gaze, oh fuck, it wasn’t a joke to you. “Fuck. Y/N, I’m so sorry I didn’t- shit. Look… I’m bad at everything, no worries here,” he stammered his apology.

You swallowed and looked back up, “Tell me a secret,” you instructed timidly.

“No, sweetheart. That was only for me,” he responded with his smirk returning to his face.

“You made me feel bad,” you smirked back.

His face fell most adorably. Eddie leaned in and looked down at your paper before looking back at you. “I’m really good at math.”

In a way you weren’t surprised, he seemed smarter than he was showing other people. You even heard one of your teachers praise him on a literature assignment once. The confident, playful Eddie made you smile but now knowing there was another layer to him made your stomach do flips inside you.

Your eyes went wide as you got an idea, your teacher's words coming back to haunt you and remembering Eddie answering the problems just mere minutes ago. “Eddie,” you exhaled, “would you tutor me? I-I just need a couple of sessions and I’ll be out of your hair! I can’t take failing grades.”

His jaw dropped and started to laugh nervously as he stood up to pace back and forth in front of you. “Me? Tutor you? You know what your friends will think about the school freak tutoring someone like you.”

“I don’t think you’re a freak,” you reassured him as you stood up. “And I can pay you! Eddie, I really need help.”

He thought about it for a long moment as he continued to pace. There was a lot to consider here! A pretty girl asking him for help, the Hellfire Club, his own personal time… he had a lot going on. Then he looked at you, he thought you looked so beautiful amongst the fall tones of the woods, your hopeful glare, wide innocent eyes staring back at him. He was sure you were doing that on purpose. “Fine. I have time before my campaigns,” he sighed, dramatically giving in, placing his weed back in its box, closing it with a loud clunk.

You squealed and jumped up from your seat to pack your things, “Eddie you have no idea what this means to me. I can’t thank you enough,” you cheered as you put your backpack on, adjusting the straps on your shoulders. In a moment of spontaneity, you moved to the same side of the table, threw your arms around him, and placed your head on his chest.

The man stilled at the abrupt contact, but he didn’t flinch or move to pull you off of him. He liked this, he liked that in your hour of interaction you felt comfortable enough to thank him with a hug. You didn’t cower like the other students. Eddie could just feel your smile on him and he prayed to whoever was out there that you couldn’t feel how strong his heart was thumping against his ribs. His skittish hands rose to place them on your clothed biceps, tapping him lightly. “Y-you’re welcome, Y/N.” There it was again… the fluttering of a swarm of butterflies in your chest as he said your name.

You two walked back side by side, telling him what you needed the most help with and him telling you about meeting times. He made you chuckle and you made him blush, a beautiful even exchange. Eddie clammed up as you pushed past a few branches, the gate to the football field taunting him. Back to the reality of high school hierarchy. "You should go before me," he suggested, swallowing his disappointment.

You scrunch your nose and look up at him confused. "Why would I do that?"

Eddie tucked his hands in his jeans pockets and shifted back and forth on his heels, "You don't want the freak and the princess to be seen walking together. Right, sweetheart?"

"I don't care what they think of me, Eddie," you correct him instantly after the words fled from his mouth. "This is fucking high school. Frankly, I don't give a shit and I'm surprised you do."

The guitarist was swooning at your blunt comment. The foul language he didn't know you even knew just fueled his excitement and added another thing to the long list of things he adored about you. “I just don’t want anyone calling our Vice President a freak, ok?”

A bashful smile spread across your face. “Did you vote for me, Munson?” you asked teasingly.

Eddie clicked his tongue and started to walk again, “Maybe,” he muttered, sending a wink your way. There was a noticeable spring in his step and it made you giggle as you followed behind him. You could tell there were a few students by the bleachers and by the building but they didn’t matter, Eddie’s laugh and his bright smile made them fade to the background.

A month and a half later, you nervously sat in your seat in the back of your math class, your brain suddenly losing everything you had ever learned in your tutoring sessions. “Not to scare you guys,” Mr. Davids started as he began to pass out the papers, “this test does count for a significant amount of your semester grade.”

Taking in a deep breath, you fidgeted with the bracelet tied nicely around your wrist. A pink die sat in the center and was wrapped intricately with pink rope. Eddie gave it to you after acing a practice test, telling you he made it from the set you complimented him on after a Hellfire Club session you sat in on. You wore it every day, and he noticed. “It’ll be ok,” you whispered to yourself as you began to tap your pencil on your desk.

“But I have confidence in all of you,” Mr. Davids said brightly, placing your test on the desk. “Your time begins now.”

“Eddie!” You shouted excitedly as you rushed into the crowded hallway, “Eddie!” You hurried, pushing past disgruntled students who were muttering under their breaths. You found him lost in one of the stories he was telling to his friends by his locker.

“H-hey, Y/N? You ok?” he asked nervously as you stood in front of him, checking to see who was around to see you talk to him. You had small beads of sweat on your forehead from rushing through the halls, your chest was heaving and you were clutching your test in your hand.

“I got an A!” you cheered.

A huge smile broke out on his face. In a fleeting moment, he wrapped his arms around your waist and spun you around. “I knew you could, princess!” he laughed as he sat you back on the ground.

Still wrapped in his arms, you looked up at him as your giggles calmed. “It was all thanks to you, Eddie. I-I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“I feel like you could though,” he winced.

You had a fleeting moment of your own as you gripped his biceps and lifted yourself on your tippy-toes to kiss his cheek. “No. I couldn’t,” you whispered against his skin. After pulling away you looked at the shocked expressions of his friends before returning your attention to him. “Will I still see you tonight? I still have more to learn?” you asked, biting your lip.

Eddie nodded and fell back onto his locker, his cheeks as red as roses. “Of course, you will, sweetheart.”

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tiyoin · 2 months

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Tbh if Trey was Yan for me, it wouldn't take much. When he's not Yan, Trey's my "I'm Ace but if he asked me to birth his kids I'd have to really think about it" character. I know he's sus...but if he was Yan I simply wouldn't even notice. Yeah, he's not normal, but Dot is silly, and would be like "huh it's weird that I pass out every time I eat one of Trey's strawberry tarts, must be allergic to strawberries" then he'd be like, "You must be right darling" and then stop serving me strawberry dishes.

I'm weak to my baker boy 😭 he would not have to try hard with me.

(for your readers who missed your initial Yan vice dorm Leaders post, this isn't just me simping over Trey Clover okay so shut up 😭)

oOooOoo dotty’s got a crush 🤭🤭

*the whole class ‘OoOo’s’ and points*

but seriously, yandere trey would be SO discreet. like you wouldn’t even be able to tell if he’s yandere or just some silly little baker boy who likes making you things 🤭

yandere trey just comes with the added bonus of daily naps! and stomach aches 😖 but dw! trey is right there with a soothing cup of tea!

the having kids with trey thing immediately stuck out to me like a sore thumb cause:

imagine a family with trey though??? IMAGINE THE DOMESTIC LIFE WITH TREY THOUGH???

living the dream of owning a bakery with your highschool sweetheart ☺️ maybe you have kids. maybe you have fur babies! all you know is that you’re living the life with your husband

though i definitely see trey as a family man, but if it’s yan! trey we’re talking about then i can imagine him playing a bit… dirty to get that large dream family he’s always wanted

maybe he pops holes in the condoms? or maybe he gives you one too many sweets! but you’re hot n bothered and about to pounce on him!!

but also, thinking about trey with an ace! reader.

i can definitely imagine a record scratch going on up there. even if it’s yan trey i still imagine him taking ace! reader’s / your emotions into consideration.

there’s gonna be a lot of subtle hinting towards family stuff. like when he makes you work the register everytime your regulars- usually families with small children, come in. or when he subtly puts his hands on your stomach whenever he hugs you from behind. OR! OR!! when you’re both walking your dog, a stereotypical family dog like a bernes mountain dog or a golden retriever; he’s gonna sometimes stop in front of store fronts and stare at the family if mannequins.

and it’ll just- it’ll just pull on your heart strings sooo much you start to seriously debate it.

i mean, what’s one child right? it’s not too big of a deal, right? i mean normally it would be, but you have trey! but also… the process :/ icky!!!!!

if you end up giving in, the gods are gonna bless mr. patient-as-a-saint trey clover with twins. and it’ll only spiral.

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but at night raven, you wouldn’t even realize trey is monopolizing your time. like, you joined the science club because you were bad at potions! and it helps that you have a friendly face in case you’re nervous!

oh boy you look so skinny!! trey’s horrified! why don’t you join him and riddle, his closet friend for tea? he thinks you guys would get alone well!

need a lab partner? you’re both already in the same club so you’ll be able to do the project in the club! look how smart you are!!

you’re tired?? you can stay over with ace and deuce tonight at heartslabyul. don’t worry riddle approves since they both know you wouldn’t do anything to harm the first years rule following. but let trey bring you to his bathroom! you don’t wanna be in a bathroom brushing your teeth with a bunch of hooligans do you? trey didn’t think so. so don’t be shy when you’re following him around like a puppy, or do! it’s adorable and trey’s trying not to melt.

just,,,, HHHHH trey subtly trying to thread yourself into his life to the point you both have a routine together. to the point where it looks like you’re dating, but don’t worry!! he only sees you as a friend…

so ignore the ghost hands on the small of your back, so ignore how during a lunch rush he’ll press up against you- to shield you ofc! ignore how he always seems to intrude on your space when you’re sitting together. definitely ignore the secret touches you exchange when passing each other things.

or don’t!! cause trey would be putting in allll that hardddd work for nothing 🥺

…dot you’ve ruined me.

#me realizing i have readers *stands up* *looks around frantically*#dot what have you done to me.#oh god i can’t stop thinking about yandere trey #tiyoin’s cuties 。　 ඞ 。#tiyoin 🔎#twisted wonderland #twst #dotty‼️🫶#yandere trey clover #yandere trey x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader

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𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞, Daedallys Tien Willoughby

*This challenge involves completing a different set of goals (aspirations and skills) per life stage.

Generation II - Part Two:

Teen

You’re a simple person: you see a computer chip, you start to wonder what kind of a machine to build around it! You believe the future lies in robotics; there is much good to be done with technology. You’re a bit of a nerd and proud of it!

Aspiration: Leader of the Pack

Traits: Genius

Skills: Robotics

Satisfaction Reward Traits (SRT): Connections

Collections: Space Prints

Lifetime Impact: You use technology to make life easier whenever possible, and you want to own the fanciest TVs/computers/etc.

Extra:

Create a club for activities related to robotics/science, with a special hangout community lot designed just for the club meetings.

Craft every type of Robotics object.

Craft a servo and activate it. If there is not enough room in the household, keep the servo unactivated until you live on your own.

Go through 2 style phases.

Decorate your room in 1 color (not too concerned about this).

This challenge was created by @aliennooboo!

Previous ~ Next

#ts4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 gameplay #the sims 4 #los sims 4 #simblr #time of your life lc #toyl gen 2 #manifoldsave #elysiantrait #*daedallys tien

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 months

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aita for taking revenge on my classmate?

i have a classmate who i never liked from the very beginning.

let's call her V.

now, V and i sit very far from each other on opposite ends of the classroom, and we have never interacted ever. i had my circle of friends, & she, her own. but ever since the school year began, it seemed she decided she didn't like me & set out to make my academic life miserable.

during the 1st quarter, my classmates & i applied for a school club, including V, who collected the application papers to give to the club leader. we expected our papers to come back after a few days or so, & they did... except mine. i asked the club leader where mine went, but she said she didn't receive anything with my name on it. i asked V, & her response was along the lines of "what application? you didn't give me anything" even though i was one of the first ones to finish & submit.

during the 2nd quarter, i was grouped with V for a project in science. all groups were given materials & a questionnaire to answer while the activity was ongoing. we were allowed to take home the questionnaire for submission the next day, so my group did, & i was tasked to answer one of the questions. i was able to answer the first half which i submitted to our group chat to be added, but i needed research for the second part of the question. by the time i was able to formulate a reasonable answer for the second half (around 30 minutes later), V & the others told me that they already turned in the paper without me. you could imagine how furious i was at how they didn't bother to wait for me, & how that severely affected my grades when my report card came out. while i suffered, she made it to the Highest Honors Roll.

i was not going to let that slide.

so it's currently the 3rd quarter. our assignment is literature analysis. i was on my way to opening the gdrive folder & putting my output in there when i saw that V had prepped her own output folder & i assume forgot to secure it. i figured it was time she had a taste of her own medicine, so i deleted her work.

i know it may come off as petty, but with her not admitting to anything & the teachers not being very helpful when it comes to investigating things like these, i had to do the first step. aita?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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sxmplysimmys · 6 months

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SimplyLuxx Lepacy Challenge

By SimplySimmys and @luxximscc

We worked very hard on this challenge for almost a year and we’re super excited to finally be sharing this with everyone! We wanted to create a challenge inspired by the Sims 3 Lepacy challenge because we loved it so much and decided to write one ourselves!

Basic Rules for the challenge:

Use cheats mildly (there are certain generations that require you to have to cheat and we understand the sims can be difficult for some so we don’t mind if you cheat a bit)

No money cheats! You can use freerealestate if you’re required to move and can’t afford the home

If you don’t have certain packs, you can skip those generations! ALL GAMEPACK GAMEPLAY IS OPTIONAL!

For an extra challenge, start gen 1 with 0 simoleons

Most important rule of all… it’ll ruin the challenge if you don’t do this… use the tag #SimplyLuxxLepacy to show us how your gameplay is going!

BASE GAME

Generation 1

You're a young adult fresh from Sunset Valley and looking for a new start. You happen across a small town and decide to settle there. This is the perfect place to start your dream family and achieve all of your goals but can you balance out family life with a hectic work schedule?

Must have family oriented and materialistic traits, you decide the other

Complete at least one base game career

Complete at least one base game aspiration

Have at least three children. (you don't have to have your sim give birth, you can have a science baby etc)

Have at least level 5 in one hobby or at least level 3 in 3 different hobbies. (eg. gardening, gaming)

Get married to a townie in the opposite base game town from you

Visit one of the hidden worlds at least once

Complete the MySims collection

GET TO WORK/DINE OUT

Generation 2

Your parents valued their careers and tried to balance family life as well, but you noticed at a young age that their ambition to succeed in their career is what inspired you to become successful in everything you do, especially your career. You put 100% into your work and 0% in everything else because your job is your life. You become obsessed with working, as well as pick up a special interest about aliens that borders on obsessive. In fact, you want to have a baby with one! (Generation starts as a young adult.)

Must have the perfectionist trait, you decide the others

Reach level 10 in at least one interactive career or own a level 5 retail business/restaurant

If you join the scientist career, visit Sixam at least once

Have at least one child and an alien baby (you can cheat this)

Have a poor relationship with children because of work

Always go to work (either with your sim or alone) if they are in a career

Must complete the elements collection

OPTIONAL: Master the cooking skill (if you take the Dine Out route)

GET TOGETHER

Generation 3

You're tired of your workaholic parents! You escape to Windenburg the day that you become a young adult and you never look back. You want to live life in the party scene, hopping from bar to bar, dancing to your heart's content. You desire a carefree life and you want to experience all that the beautiful Windenburg has to offer. But all that freeness comes with a lack of responsibility when you find yourself having a baby after one crazy night!(Generation starts as a teenager.)

Must have the dance machine trait, you decide the others

Complete the leader of the pack aspiration

Get a job as a barista as a teenager

Move out of home as a YA

Live in Windenburg

Start your own club and meet once a week

Try for baby with a one night stand and take the kid in when they’re a child (this will be your only child)

Have at least two partners before falling in love with one of your club members

Master the dancing and the DJ mixing skill

CITY LIVING/OUTDOOR RETREAT

Generation 4

Your parent was fun but you take yourself just a little bit more seriously. You want to be known as someone responsible and trustworthy, despite being in the most untrustworthy profession. You move to the city as a young adult because you think that you'll find yourself there alas, it isn't all that people say it is. You escape to Granite Falls every chance you get and when you meet someone that helps you realise that the city life isn't for you, you run away to Brindleton Bay together. (Generation starts as a young adult.)

Must complete the city native aspiration

Live in a TLC Apartment until you are an adult

Complete the snow globe or posters collection

Join the politician or social media career

Master the singing skill

Go camping at least 5 times over your lifetime

Meet and befriend the hermit in Granite Falls

Marry a sim that loves the outdoors (you can cheat this)

Leave the city for Brindleton Bay before you're an elder but have at least one child before you do

Must have at least one child

CATS AND DOGS

Generation 5

You've always loved animals, and begged your parents to get you a pet since you were a toddler, but were always met with resistance because of the apartment you lived in not allowing pets. Fortunately, once your family decided to move up to Brindleton Bay, a town that loves cats and dogs, your family finally decided that it was time for you to get your first pet! Your love of animals only grew as you did and after your first pet passes, you learn where your true passion lies. (Generation starts as a child.)

You must have the loves cats, loves dogs or animal lover trait as their first trait. Adult traits can be whatever you want

Adopt your first pet as a child (if you have my first pets stuff, this can be a small pet)

You must care for the pet by yourself without your parents interfering

When your first pet passes, this is when you decide to become a veterinarian

Have a level 5 vet clinic and master the veterinarian skill

Marry a sim that loves animals as much as you

Have twins (this can be cheated)

SEASONS/STRANGERVILLE

Generation 6

Ever since you were a kid you loved exploring Brindleton Bay. Your grandparents left you with a love for the outdoors that only grew as you did. You began gardening as a child and experimenting with flower arranging as a teen, and your curiosity only blossoms further. When you become a young adult you hear about a strange town filled with the most peculiar plants. Strangerville is your next adventure and you can't wait to see what curiosities sprout from its red soils. (Generation starts as a child.)

Have a good relationship with your grandparents if they are still alive

As a child, start a small garden (Achieve mental skill level 6)

Must join scouts as a child until teenagehood

Begin flower arranging as a teenager

Master the gardening skill

Reach level 10 in the gardening career

Celebrate every holiday with family

Have at least three kids

Move to Strangerville as a young adult

Complete the Strangerville mystery

Befriend the mother plant

Complete the Strangerville mystery aspiration or the freelance botanist aspiration

Marry a sim in the military

GET FAMOUS

Generation 7

You grew up with a seemingly normal life, your parent was a gardener, your other parent was in the military, your siblings were normal, there was never really anything interesting about your family, until you went into the attic and saw the old newspaper clippings of your parents being hailed the heroes of Strangerville. Immediately, you feel enraged. Your parents? Famous? Laughable. All they ever did when you were a child is dig dirt and force you to participate in lame family activities. You’ll be a real star unlike your lame parents, but your bad attitude towards people may make it rough. (Generation starts as a child.)

Join the drama club as a child and stay until you are a teen

Must have the Self Absorbed and Mean trait

Complete Master Actor Aspiration

As soon as you’re a young adult, move to Del Sol Valley

Join the acting career and reach level 10

Master the acting and writing skills

Get married as a YA

Make enemies with other celebrities

Have at least one child from your first marriage. You may also have kids in your other marriages

Get divorced and remarried, twice and stay with the third spouse

Must cheat on every spouse

ISLAND LIVING/SPA DAY

Generation 8

Your childhood was chaotic. Your parent always remarried, you rarely got to see your second parent and your name was always in the tabloids for all the wrong reasons. Your life was under a magnifying glass for the world to pick apart and judge. All you wanted was a moment of peace and quiet where no one knew who you were. So one day, you asked your parents for a loan so you could move to Sulani and start your life anew.

Move to Sulani and live on the beach

Place a spa nearby on any lot

Master the wellness and diving skill

Reach level 10 in the conservationist career

Complete the beach life aspiration

Complete the underwater picture collection

Must marry a Sulani local (you may make this sim)

Teach a yoga class every Sunday

Must have at least one child

HIGH SCHOOL YEARS/DISCOVER UNIVERSITY

Generation 9

Your parents were quite strict and always made sure to pay attention to every little thing you did, but despite that you grew up quite well rounded and loved. You always valued your education. From the moment you were a child you knew that you wanted to be a teacher and shape young minds like your teachers shaped yours. What is a better way to do that than to become a college professor? However, you are still a teenager growing up in the digital age with social media, so why not be an influencer by night and a teacher by day? Can you manage good grades while also managing your social media lifestyle? (Generation starts as a teenager.)

Create a social bunny profile

As a teen, complete one teenager aspiration

Earn either honours or valedictorian in high school

As a teen, be a part-time social media influencer and continue career throughout university

Master the research and debate, and the entrepreneur skills

Once you graduate university, quit the social media career and join the education career

Move to Copperdale

Must have at least one child

Must help child/children with their homework a few times every week

ECO LIFESTYLE

Generation 10

Your parent really made a positive impact on people's lives. As a child you'd hear stories about how important it is to make a difference in the world and that really stuck with you. You'd make a difference, too, just not with kids. You'd prefer to help the environment and be one of the reasons why it blossoms… pun intended. (Generation starts as a young adult.)

Move to Evergreen Harbour as a young adult

Must have vegetarian trait

Live "off the grid" (lot trait) and fabricate some of your household items

Complete the eco innovator aspiration

Master the Handiness and Fabrication skills

Join the civil designer career and follow the green technician path

Be sure to achieve the "green footprint" status in your neighbourhood

All appliances must be upgraded to be eco friendly

Don't start dating until you're an adult (You've simply never had the time to before since you were busy saving the planet)

Have one child

COTTAGE LIVING/HORSE RANCH

Generation 11

You grew up enjoying a simple life without the luxuries of utilities as many of your friends did. Kids always bullied you for the way you lived, despite being well off, your clothes were thrifted, your furniture was handmade and your meals were all organic. However, instead of resenting your parents for their peculiar upbringing, you decided to embrace it and take it a little further by living on a farm growing your own food and raising animals on your ranch! (Generation starts as a young adult.)

Move to either Henford on Bagley or Chestnut Ridge

Play with the simple living lot trait

Must earn all money from ranch/farm life (sell produce, baked goods or crafted items)

Master the Gardening and Cooking Skills. If you have Horse ranch, master nectar making as well

Must have at least one of each farm animal* (one Llama, one cow, one chicken, one rooster)*if you have “horse ranch”, one horse, one goat and one sheep

Have a minimum of 2 children to help out on the farm once they are old enough

Become good friends with 3 different sims who live in your town

GROWING TOGETHER/PARENTHOOD

Generation 12

You were raised to be farm tough, and although that upbringing seemed to shape your siblings into nice responsible Sims, you never really grew up. Your parents always scold you for pulling pranks and being mischievous but you never took anything seriously. As you got older, your parents pressured you to act your age, but you didn’t see that for yourself. You decided you were better off someplace else putting your goofy antics to work in being an up and coming comedian! Where's a better place to start new than a progressive area like San Sequoia where everyone seems to be starting new chapters in life, just like you. But, as time goes on you get married and have a big family, you didn’t realise that you’d end up raising children who turned out to be just like you. (Generation starts as a young adult.)

Move to San Sequoia

Must have the goofball trait

Master the parenting and comedy skills

Complete the super parent aspiration

Reach level 10 of the entertainer career (comedy branch)

Must be jokesters with all your children

Must have 5 children

Achieve 10 different milestones with each child throughout their adolescents

Attend the wedding of your first child and be there when your first grandchild is born

Have a great relationship with your grandchild until your death

OPTIONAL: SUPERNATURAL

Generation 13

Generations of your family have come and gone. You've collected money, trophies, and memories and with that have created a great dynasty but a darkness has been growing this past few hundred years and now it has caught up to your family, it has caught up to… you. You're now a supernatural being and have to come to terms with your new lifestyle, or do you? (Generation starts as a young adult.)

Become a Werewolf, Vampire or Spellcaster

Must complete one branch of supernatural skills

Create a coven or pack of your supernatural

Make enemies with rivals leader (Vampires vs Werewolves Vampires vs Spellcasters)

If you are a spellcaster befriend werewolves and vice versa

Depending of your supernatural ability, complete the required skill (Vampire/Werewolf Lore, Spellbook)

Don’t have any children, your family is your coven or pack

Become the master of your supernatural ability (Master Vampire, Virtuoso, or Apex)

After mastering your skills, pick an heir to takeover for you and train them

Once you have trained a successful heir, you must sacrifice yourself as you are no longer needed (If you are a vampire, step into the sun. If you are a spellcaster, overload your magic, if you are a werewolf use the telescope until the meteor comes for you)

Yay! You completed the challenge, I'm so proud of you! Use the #SimplyLuxxLepacy to share your experience with us! Depending on new release of expansion and game packs, more generations will be added in the future.

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I think the best way to tackle a Modern AU for BG3 isn’t to make it a slice of life but to some how combine the elements of a collage drama, organized crime, a dooms day cult, and an alien invasion all into one coherent plot.

I do not know how to do this but I do have some ideas. All the characters have no reason to associate with each other until they’re all abducted by aliens, wormed, and released back into the wild like a bird that just got tagged. Everyone kind of writes it off as either a bad trip or a dream until the cross paths and the worm does the connection thing. Eventually bringing them all together with a few people investigating the invasion to get to the bottom of what’s happening.

Wyll is a pre law student mostly against his will to appease his dad. He wants to help people but doesn’t necessarily want to be a cop like his father the chief of police. He half asses his classes because he doesn’t have much passion for them, blowing them off to volunteer in clubs and community outreach programs. I think Mizora should be either a professor, Dean of students, or academic advisor. In exchange for favors she alters his grades pushes him through the system. Little does he know she’s also idk involved with a crime organization and her favors go from small and perverted to slowly becoming more dangerous and criminal. He’s young and she has a lot of power over his future and could even expose him as a fraud and an accomplice to his father so he feel helpless to defy her.

Astarion is a law school drop out but that’s old news. You’ll find him prowling the local bar and club scene looking for potential clients. After a string of bad luck and poor life choices he’s a prostitute and drug dealer for a local gangster in the Black Hand gang only known as The Vampire (I know I’m so creative). Cazador’s deal is still the pretty much the same local rich public figure is secretly a very cruel and evil man who uses fear and addiction to control his underlings.

Karlach worked as muscle for the leader of the Black Hand gang before she was forcibly sold and enlisted as a mercenary over seas. After a ten years fighting in foreign years she’s back and ready to get her revenge on the whole Black Hand cult unfortunately she has to do it quickly because (ok idk I tried doing some research and couldn’t find any condition caused by an injury that can suddenly become fatal idk maybe cancer from a bullet or shrapnel)

Gale isn’t a professor but like a doctorate student on a tenure track, but bordering on the mad science kind of research. He’s in an abusive relationship with his over seeing faculty Mystra. Ultimately a lab accident during his research leads to the orb.

I think Lae’zel should still be an alien. She was abducted on another planet and escaped while the earthlings were being tadpoled. Now she’s stranded and tadpoled on a strange planet.

Halsin is a university professor and a local environmental activist. He’s been investigating strange occurrences and is onto the alien invasion thing.

I’m honestly not sure about Shadowheart. She should definitely be college age. But I’m not sure how to approach the shar thing.

Not sure about Minthara either except maybe military turned death cult member.

Jaheira and Minsc are cops investigating the alien invasion I’m so sorry not like real world cops but like fun fictional cops that only exist in movies. Boo is their police dog. OMG wait no they’re Park Rangers!!

Other stuff

The dead three chosen are instead three gang leaders. Except Bhaal cult also doubles as a murder cult still on top of being a criminal organization.

The alien invasion is still the mind flayer grand design.

I don’t think the dead three are controlling the mind flayers this time. Instead they’re using the strange alien invasion occurrences as grounds to start a dooms day cult or maybe they are idk

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #astarion #bg3 astarion #baldurs gate astarion #balur's gate 3 #bg3 modern au #bg3 au #baldurs gate 3 modern au #bg3 wyll #bg3 gale #bg3 karlach #bg3 lae'zel #bg3 halsin

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𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐃𝐀𝐘 (𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑) 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐒

I never stop yapping about Zero Day, he here's literally all my thoughts on it right now so I can stfu for a couple days.

Table of Contents:

Film Summary

Andre Kriegman

- Character Overview

- Character Analysis

- Strengths & Weaknesses

- Conclusion/TLDR

Calvin Gabriel

- Character Overview

- Character Analysis

- Strengths & Weaknesses

- Conclusion/TLDR

Cal and Andre

- Similarities and Differences

-Who really is the "Leader"?

Film "Critique"

Overall Conclusion

Sorces

Zero Day full movie, making of, and screen test (free)

Also quick disclaimer, obviously I take direct information from the movie itself, but some of my information is paraphrasing of character wiki's (which are made by fans) so if any of it is inaccurate, just lmk and I'll correct it. Sources will be linked at the end

FILM OVERVIEW (spoilers)

Basically, Zero Day is a 2003 film centered around characters Cal Gabriel and Andre Kriegman, two teenagers who document their plans to commit a shooting at their high school via video tapes with the intent that after they're done, authorities/media will get a hold of them and send out their message. The entire film is supposed to be like "found footage" type stuff, the entire film is just these tapes they recorded, then at the very end, security camera footage of their school after the carry out their plan. That's essentially the gist of the film and basically all you need to know.

ANDRE KRIEGMAN

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄: Andre Kriegman is Cal's best friend, born in Köln, Germany, his parents immigrated to the United States whilst he was still very long. He was on the track team, worked on the school paper occasionally, and was an active member of the science club at his school. He as brown hair and eyes, and average build, and has some mild acne. He's has a pessimistic sense of humor and overall world view. He's hard headed, selfish, methodical, and orderly with a short temper. He tends to take charge and likes things done the way he plans. He's intelligent for his age and uses that to his advantage

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝘀: Andre is a natural "leader", he's very assertive and gets upset when things don't go his way, go off track, or when there's a risk it won't work out. We see this numerous times throughout the film, usually when Cal does something off plan (for example, the poem Cal presented about the shooting, Andre for very upset with him as it could risk them getting found out. Then the time when Cal wanted to write a letter to Chris after they stole from him, Andre objected multiple times because he didn't want ti being traced back to them before the shooting took place. Also we tend to see most of the plan being put together by Andre, like how he came up with the safety deposit idea, the idea of making a 'Will & Testament' type tape and leaving it in the car, breaking into Chris's, stealing his father's guns, etc, etc. You get the point. Rachel, Cal's " love interest" said hersslf that Andre seemed to be the leader of the Cal and Andre army of two and how she was more scared of him.)

Sources say Andre has an INTJ personality type (Introverted, INtuitive, Thinking, and Judging), his XwX is unknown. INTJs are usually focus on the big picture, are very logical, are very organized, and tend to be lead by reason rather than emotion. They're analytical, innovative, and strategic. We see examples of almost all of these things when viewing Andres character in the film, I'll just go through them one by one and provide a rating based on how well it fits him.

Focusing on the big picture - 7/10, obviously the main goal was to shoot up the school and kill as many as possible, and Andre was set on that and it was what the both were building up to the whole time, Andre mainly focused on that and that alone. Though he also focuses on a lot of the little details in the steps, which obviously lead up to the "big picture", but he spent a lot of time thinking over the specific. For the most part all of the things in the film that weren't directly related to the shooting or the "off-topic" stuff was caused mostly by Cal. (Ex: Scenes with Rachel, the prom, his monologues, getting Andre to go with him to read his poetry and getting him to drive with his eyes closed, etc.)

Logical/Analytical- 7/10, like I said before, he's very intelligent and had a well thought out plan, but the reason I rate this a 7/10 was mostly because his original plan was to shoot up the school and then just leave in a car with almost nothing and go from state to state with Calvin, which would be near impossible for two teenagers and in the long an short run, very, very unethical and illogical.

Lead by reason - 5/10, from the tapes we saw, the whole point of the shooting was to send a message, to show the consequences of the mistreatment Andre had faced. While those seem like I guess "good" reasons, they're really not. His actions are a result of his anger and his want for revenge. We saw it in the very beginning of the film where he and Cal threw eggs at Brian Hoff's (wrestling team captain who was a dick to them) just because they were mad at him and they could. I'd rate him lower but I have him a 5 because while his reasons for doing what they did weren't very reasonable, he executed the steps leading up to it and the act itself well.

Innovative - 10/10, Andre was good at creating solutions to almost every problem that interfered with their plan. For example, making his fathers gun shorter, thus more concealable. Not only was he good at creating things physically, but he found ways to benefit him and Cal through simple things, such as convincing Chris to take them shooting so he and Cal could learn how the guns work. Andre was also shown to be the more manipulative, finding small ways to move along he and Cal's plan by just interacting with people.

Strategic - 9/10, he executed his part of the plan very well and aroused zero suspicion and planned everything he did almost perfectly, the only reason I gave him a 9 was because of his idea to literally break into Chris's house while there were tons of people right across the street. I understand it was basically the only option, but it's not very ethical.

𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀:

Strengths - intelligence, quick thinking, agility/speed, manipulation

Weaknesses - Primarily anger driven, unrealistic goals, inability to "stand up for himself" without literally murdering tons of innocent people

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻/𝗧𝗟𝗗𝗥: Andre Kriegman is the perfect example of a leadership role, his intelligence plans a big factor in everything he does and he's great at subtle manipulation to help get to his end goal. He has sort of a "mastermind" type personality because all his traits together are really what made him able to do his part of the plan (even if in reality he isn't the mastermind, neither is Cal though, and they both realize this). Though he's aware his intelligence and he's selfish, which has him set unrealistic goals, while he's not necessarily overconfident in himself and he knows that some things are just plain stupid to go through with, he doesn't think, but hopes, he can get away with it anyways.

CALVIN GABRIEL

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄: Cal Gabriel is Andre's best friend, I assume who lived Connecticut his whole life. He played the guitar and sitar in his schools six-piece band and is survived by his parents and younger brother and sister. Cal has a seemingly great family and he's seen as a relatively nice and likeable and charming boy. He doesn't have trouble gettin along with people and Rachel really did like him a lot and overlooked his negative traits as Andre influencing him. He's obviously not been made fun of or bullied to the extent Andre has, but there's been instances. Calvin, on the outside is just such a "normal" kid some people see him as boring (ex: Rachel's friends at prom). Overall, on the outside he just seems like any other kid, he's not exactly outcasted like Andre either as people actually seem to like him. Though on the inside he's much more manic and impulsive and unstable.

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝘀: While with Andre, no one suspected him because he was manipulative, no one suspected Cal because he was deceptive and persuasive. He was good at putting on a front when interacting and was such a normal, friendly kid no one thought he could've been capable of something like what he did, and perhaps it wasn't his intention to out on a front at all, it was just second nature (Examples include: Him making Andre believe he was going to go alone with the original plan, the getaway car plan, until the very last second, him convincing Andre to do things just for the fun of it, like burning stuff and driving with eyes closed, and literally every single one of his interactions with characters other than Andre). Though sometimes in front of others he gets burnt out and starts showing how he really is. For example, the party he and Andre were at, he walks outside and sits on the porch, obviously overwhelmed and just becomes disconnected and quiet, practically the only thing he said in that scene was "I'm just not good at parties.", which shows while he is a very likeable person, perhaps the reason he's so close with Andre is because Andre doesn't have any other friends he has to hand out with like Rachel does, he doesn't get so burnt out and overwhelmed because he only has to focus on Andre, who he sees as very similar to him (even if they aren't that similar at all, which we'll get into later). He's very impulsive and manic as shown through the whole film. He just does stuff because he can and he knew the whole time be wasn't going to live to see the consequences or rewards (ex: the poem, going to prom with Rachel, joking around all the time, messing with the student during the shooting scene). Cal is seen as being more hesitant/remorseful about the shooting because of incidents such as him writing a note to Chris after stealing his guns, and him lagging behind Andre when they ran into the school. I personally don't see this as the case though as I think the only thing he felt remorseful about was the stealing from Chris, he said it himself in one of his solo tapes, that's why he wrote the note. Also I think the reason he lagged behind was because he was carrying more than Andre and Andre was on the track team, so obviously Andre would be faster. It's very clear though that through the entire movie and shooting he wasn't remorseful at all. Maybe he was hesitant in the beginning as in the tape he recorded outside he said something now "I'm ready for Zero Day NOW" and he said how he wanted to keep the feeling of being ready so he wouldnt back other, which can mean he was hesitant at first but he eventually stopped, we see him become more and more eager throughout the tapes as well.

Sources say Cal has an ISFP 4w5 personality type (The Artist/Adventurer personality type, Introverted ObServant, Feeling, Prospecting). ISFP are usually quiet, sensitive, flexible, relaxed, warm, artistic, adventureous people who are aware of their needs and desires, have a strong set of practical skills, want to live in the moment, and are emotion driven, though they are also seen as sometimes scary and hard to know. I think this is the most accurate for Cal than anything else ever could be, I'll explain why by doing the same thing I did for Andre and rating how well Cal fits these traits. Because we know his XwX, there's a lot more to go off of, so I might group up similar traits.

Quiet/Warm - 5/10, while on the outside and interacting with other people he was very friendly and humorous yet soft spoken, like we see when he was talking with Rachel's friend in the limo, during the shooting scene he was very much the opposite. HE was the one screaming and shouting, HE was the one kicking and knocking over things and losing his temper, HE was the one taunting and teasing the students, which came as a surprise to many because it was a complete switch from the character he was throughout the entire movie. I gave him a 5 because its a middle ground, as he both equally fits and doesn't fit these traits depending on the situation, which brings me to the next trait...

Flexible - 10/10, during the main part of the film, the tapes, he really just went along with whatever Andre said, while sometimes he just did whatever he wanted, he adapted quick to everything and didn't have a set order he wanted to go in like Andre.

Sensitive - 5/10, I wouldn't say Cal is sensitive to others, sure there's moments when he can come off as sensitive or defensive, like when Rachel said she knew Cal was going to show Andre the tape and he immediately defended himself on it and seemed to take it personal. But I think he's not as sensitive to others emotions as he is to his own, though I can't really rate this as we don't see him interact much in a situation where he could be sensitive aside from with Andre, who's his best friend, so he'll obviously be more comfortable and take any reprimands or insults from him not seriously.

Relaxed/adventurous/desire to live in the moment - 10/10, throughout the entire film, very rarely was he tense and he didn't seem concerned at all for the consequences of anything he did because he knew the whole time he was going to end up killing himself, as to Cal the shooting was like a suicide mission, but to Andre it was for revenge and to prove a point and send a message. Because he knew it would end in suicide for him anyways, he lived in the moment, like I said before in examples of his impulsiveness, he went off track from the plan just because he could and it was his chance before he died. He burnt his stuff because he could, he made fun of the poets just because he could, he went to prom with Rachel because he could, he didn't care at all.

Aware of needs, desires, and wants/emotion driven - 10/10, the entire time Cal knew he wanted to kill himself, and he did whatever he wanted before the shooting because he knew he wanted to, and he went through with the shooting because that's what he wanted to do.

Artistic - 10/10, Maybe he didn't like draw or paint and stuff, but he was still very artistic in many ways. In the tapes of him where he's by himself, the way he words things is somewhat poetic, also it's the fact that he literally wrote a poem. Also Calv is seen wearing a Pearl Jam shirt at one point, which could be a reference to their 1992 single Jeremy, which is primarily based on the story of a 15-year-old boy who brought a gun to school and proceeded to kill himself with it in front of his English class, which in itself is something very poetic as well and the story is very similar to Cal's intention behind the shooting. This shows how he expresses himself through more literary art forms and not necessarily how normal people would express themselves, which by the way, the urge to be different or to express emotions differently to be unique is a common ISFP trait.

Strong set of practical skills - ??/10, we know of his ability to deceive and persuade, but those aren't really practical skills, we don't honestly see many examples of practical skills in Cal, so I can't really rate him on this.

Hard to know - 10/10, practically every interaction he had never completely showed his true personality, which in itself proves he's hard to know. Also the kids in the Limo just didn't like Cal for some reason despite him just being nice and normal the whole prom and ride there and back, which can mean Cal is just a hard person to understand and like when you actually interact with him, despite seeming so nice and likeable to people who've either never interacted with him in any way, or to people that are close to him.

Scary - 10/10, he murdered multiple innocent people, and the fact he even thought of doing it in the first place is horrifying.

𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀:

Strengths - Deception, persuasion, likability, normalcy, knowing what he wants and how to get it

Weaknesses - impulse, emotional drive, instability,

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻/𝗧𝗟𝗗𝗥: Cal's character is the perfect likeable character, and that's what makes the movie so interesting, because the main characters, especially Cal, who is shown to actually be the most violent and unstable, are so likeable, the way they interact with others seems so normal and friendly. Cal is a character who knows what he wants, and has a strong impulse, which just makes him go for it. He's artistically expressive and partially because of that he's a hard to understand and know, though he doesn't have trouble keeping friends. He's good at putting on fronts and that's part of the reason no one suspected him, because he was so normal.

SIMILARITIES AND DIFFERENCES

Through the movie, Calvin stresses how similar he and Andre are, but maybe they aren't that similar at all.

Similarities:

Both are social outcasts without many friends

Both wanted to do something like Zero Day before they even met, Calvin states this he also states they never had to talk about doing it, they just knew they both wanted to and started planning

Both condone things like Zero Day in general

Very obviously both mentally unstable

Both deal with a power struggle

They make joking threats

God complex

Relatively uninvolved with anything unrelated to each other or Zero Day

Emotion driven

Differences:

Cal has a less hard time getting people to like him and isn't bullied as much as Andre

Cal is suicidal, manic, and impulsive while Andre had a will to live, for a while at least and tends to stick to a plan and is very oderly

Calvin is very artistic while Andre honestly doesn't really seem to have any special qualities about him

Cal saw Zero Day as a suicide mission, Andre saw it as a way to send a message

Cal is more laid back and carefree and "fun" then Andre. During the shooting too we see Cal laughing and shouting and taunting and teasing just for fun, while Andre wasn't doing much of any of that.

Andre was manipulative, Cal was deceptive

Andre is very pessimistic whole Cal always seems to be optimistic

Andre has a more leader like an assertive personality and Cal just tends to follow along because he doesn't really care what they do as long as it ends in him killing others and himself.

Cal liked to wait to kill the students because he thought it was funny, but had no hesitation killing himself, meaning he overall had zero value for life in general, whether it be others or his own. Andre liked toying with some of the students but generally didn't waste time and just killed them immediately (unless he saw that Cal wanted to fuck with them first) but after the shooting was over, he was hesitant to kill himself, which shows how he values himself over others and doesn't want to die but would rather die by his own bullet then a police officers because he felt he was too good for it, which highlights his inflated sense of self worth and god complex.

SO WHO REALLY IS THE "LEADER"?

Short answer, neither. Cal and Andre like to see them both as "leaders" because they want to be seen as powerful, but neither of them are leaders at all, you can't have two leaders of the same plan, especially when the two people have completely different end goals. Andre is meant to seem like the leaders simply because he's more assertive and comes up with a lot of the ideas, though we see Cal can be equally assertive and while he takes a more careless approach he still executes Zero Day the way he plans, which is a leade trait. Also we see both Andre and Cal order each other around. This may seem like both are leaders, but this just isn't true. Cal said that the whole time, even before they met, they always wanted to do something like Zero Day and the built up their own plans and were only motivated to executed it when they met. He says neither of them had to say anything about wanting to do Zero Day, they just knew, and they worked together to make a plan. There was never a leader, Cal and Andre were both equally involved, neither one was more powerful than the other, they were equals who's different strengths and weaknesses put together actually benefitted the both of them.

FILM "CRITIQUE"

I honestly have nothing bad to say about the film, even the low budget worked in the movies favor as it made it seem more realistic and unplanned, like how found footage films should be. The actors were amazing and did a good job of portraying the role of both "normal" high schoolers and mentally ill murders at the same time. I don't think I'd change a single thing about the film except for the fact that we lack some information on the main characters. Cal recording tapes by himself helps a lot in the area of knowing his character, but I wish they did something like that for Andre too.

OVERALL CONCLUSION

Overall this is one of my favorite movies ever and it's so underrated. If you haven't watched it, you should (despite me basically spoiling the entire thing). I literally stayed up all night from 11 am yesterday to right now today, so I think this is pretty good. Anyways if I missed some shit or I got something wrong, tell me, please. Anyways, here's the sources

SOURCES

ZERO DAY FULL MOVIE + MAKING OF + SCREEN TEST (FREE)

(Note: this movie is free on YouTube and widely available, but I know others aren't and with streaming services raising their prices, piracy is a completely valid alternative that I support. So if you can't afford or just don't want to pay for streaming services, hmu, I have links to good sites and torrents and resources and information on how to stay protected and keep your data encrypted when on them. I know, I know, I'm a real one.)

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Anyways, that's my film analysis, go watch Zero Day, I put an entire day of my life into this so yeah, cool if you read all this.

- Ronnie🔥🔥💯

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Mark plays Aek, a senior student in sport club who is a born leader.

Jimmy plays Pao, a normal kid who major in sciences and has few close friends.

Keng plays Pat, a collected, calm and observant person.

Zee plays San, a wild character who has a bad temper.

Tonnam plays Toto, a senior in cheerleading club.

Park plays Gus, someone who loves his friends and who is willing to get hurt or make sacrifice for them.

Max plays Torn, someone who cares for and loves his friends. He stands up for what is right and he is unafraid.

Yim plays Tee, Thorn's younger brother who has a "dominant" personality and he is obsessed with zombies.

Nat plays Night, an easygoing guy who doesn't like to be in trouble and loves solving any kind of problems.

Cartoon (Toon) plays Nan, the big sister of the group who is extremely tenacious and she is a fighter.

Dream plays Mook, a caring person who takes care of others and she is also very strong.

Pang plays Fah, the youngest of the group. She is skittish and easily frightened.

Tommy plays Jean, who helps others and is ready to fight if necessary.

(Nink) Chanya plays Lily, a manly girl who is selfless and altruistic. She is a close friends to Gavin.

Tutor plays Gavin, close friends of Lily who is a manly guy and very self-confident.

Boss plays Pooh, an observant person who is discreet, sensible but also reliable.

Praew plays Prao, a clever and pretty straightforward woman. She is cool and strong, but also unafraid.

Net plays Earth, a person who loves his friends and he is resolute.

Nunew plays Non, a university student at the Faculty of Art who has a fighting spirit.

Janis plays Ning, a quick thinker who is also skilled and a clear decisive person.

Namping plays Qi, a character who has a unique perk.

Pock plays Dr. Kanchana, who does everything for her child and who will make mistakes but she will try to fix them.

I don't know what character will Weir play or what will be his role in the series. To be seen...

Every pictures come from Zomvivor IG

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"Five people have gone into remission thanks to advancements in medicine — and a sixth patient may also now be free of HIV.

One of the biggest breakthroughs in HIV/AIDS prevention in recent years is the widespread use of PrEP (pre-exposure prophylaxis).

This drug therapy, approved by the Federal Drug Administration in 2012, has been a key player in preventing HIV transmission through sex or injection drug use. Antiretroviral drugs, such as PrEP, also slow the replication of the virus and prevent it from progressing to AIDS.

Although PrEP has become a more accessible treatment for the virus, scientists have been hurriedly working towards cures for HIV for decades — and we’re finally seeing some results.

In February of this year, scientists in Germany confirmed a fifth-ever patient had been cured of HIV after receiving stem cell transplants that include genetic mutations that carry a resistance to HIV.

But it looks like a sixth patient may soon be able to join this very exclusive club.

The man, referred to as the “Geneva patient,” underwent a stem cell transplant after cancer treatment, though these cells did not include the HIV-resistant genetic mutation.

Still, he went off antiretroviral therapy for HIV in November 2021, and his viral load remains undetectable.

Instead, doctors are researching whether a drug called ruxolitinib may be partially responsible for his recovery.

Ruxolitinib decreases inflammation associated with HIV by blocking two proteins, JAK1 and JAK2. This helps kill off “reservoir cells” that lay dormant in the body and have a potential to cause rebounds in patients with HIV.

Experts say the AIDS crisis can end by 2030 across the globe — as long as leaders prioritize this goal.

A new report from UNAIDS shows a clear, optimistic path to ending the AIDS crisis. (This looks like a 90% reduction in cases by 2030.)

The organization’s report includes data and case studies that show that ending AIDS is a political and financial choice — and that governments that have prioritized a path towards progress are seeing extraordinary results.

By following the data, science, and evidence; tackling inequality; and ensuring sufficient and sustainable funding across communities, the global community could wipe out the AIDS pandemic by the end of the decade.

The report demonstrates that progress has been strongest in the countries and regions that have the most financial investments, like eastern and southern Africa, where new HIV infections have been reduced by 57% since 2010.

Investments in treatments, education, and access to care have also led to a 58% reduction in new HIV infections among children from 2010 to 2022 — the lowest number since the 1980’s.

Plus, the number of people on antiretroviral treatment around the globe has risen from 7.7 million in 2010 to 29.8 million in 2022.

The moral of the story? This goal can be achieved, if world leaders put their minds — and wallets — to it.

A region in Australia might be the first place in the world to reach the United Nations targets for ending HIV transmission.

Researchers believe that the central district of Sydney, Australia is close to becoming the first locality in the world to reach the UN’s target for ending transmission of HIV.

Specifically, new infections among gay men have fallen by 88% between 2010 and 2022. In fact, there were only 11 new HIV cases recorded in central Sydney last year, and almost all HIV-positive Australians are on antiretroviral drugs.

... "These numbers show us that virtual elimination of HIV transmissions is possible. Now, we need to look closely at what has worked in Sydney, and adapt it for other cities and regions across Australia.”

Namibia is ahead of schedule in UN targets to end HIV/AIDS.

Although the virus is still the leading cause of death in Namibia, the country is well on track to hit 95-95-95 UNAIDS targets before its 2030 deadline.

In Namibia, 92% of people know their HIV status, 99% of people living with HIV are on treatment, and 94% of people living with HIV who are on treatment are virally suppressed.

In addition to these exciting statistics, new infections have plummeted. The estimated rate of new HIV infections in Namibia is five times lower than it was in 2002, according to the Centers for Disease Control & Prevention.

These encouraging numbers are thanks to the investment and strategic response of PEPFAR, but also to the willingness of local governmental agencies and organizations to adhere to the UN’s Fast-Track approach.

Breakthroughs are being made in HIV vaccine therapies.

Long before we were all asking each other “Pfizer or Moderna?” about our COVID-19 vaccines, scientists have been researching the potential of mRNA vaccines in treating some of the world’s deadliest diseases — like HIV.

And with the success of our mainstream mRNA vaccines, an HIV inoculation remains a goal for researchers across the globe.

Last year, the National Institutes of Health launched a clinical trial of three mRNA vaccines for HIV, and similar studies are being conducted in Rwanda and South Africa, as well.

CAR T-cell clinical trials are underway to potentially cure HIV.

This spring, UC Davis Health researchers have dosed the second participant in their clinical trial, which poses the use of CAR T-cell therapy as a potential cure for HIV.

The study involves taking a participant’s own white blood cells (called T-cells), and modifying them so they can identify and target HIV cells, ultimately controlling the virus without medication.

The first participant in the study was dosed with anti-HIV T-cells last August, and the trial is the first of its kind to utilize this technology to potentially treat HIV.

Of course, the trials have a long way to go, and the lab is still preparing to dose a third participant for the study, but CAR T-cell treatments have been successful for lupus and forms of cancer in the past...

“So far, there have been no adverse events observed that were related to the treatment, and the two participants are doing fine.”

Guidance on how to reduce stigma and discrimination due to HIV/AIDS is reaching people around the globe.

While the stigma surrounding HIV and AIDS has significantly decreased — especially towards the LGBTQ+ community — with advancements in treatment and prevention, discrimination is certainly not gone.

While most people now understand HIV/AIDS better than they did decades ago, those most impacted by the virus (like gay men and low-income women and children) still face ongoing barriers to care and economic security.

It is vital to maintain awareness and education interventions.

After all, experts suggest that eliminating discrimination and stigma are key factors in reducing disease. And not eliminating stigma impedes HIV services, argues UNAIDS, “limiting access to and acceptance of prevention services, engagement in care, and adherence to antiretroviral therapy.”

Luckily, UNAIDS provides guidance on how to reduce stigma and discrimination in the community, workplace, education, health care, justice, and emergency settings.

The goal is to, of course, decrease stigma in order to decrease disease, but also to provide folks with the culturally significant support they need to live safe, integrated lives — with or without disease.

For instance, a 2022 study conducted in Northern Uganda showed that local cultural knowledge passed through Elders was a successful intervention in reducing HIV-related stigma among young people.

“Research in school settings has shown that the use of local cultural stories, songs, myths, riddles, and proverbs increases resilient coping responses among students and strengthens positive and socially accepted morals and values,” the study’s discussion reads.

So, while an uptick in acceptance gives us hope, it also gives us a directive: Keep telling the accurate, full, and human stories behind HIV/AIDS, and we’ll all be better for it. "

-via GoodGoodGood, August 3, 2023

#hiv #hiv/aids #aids crisis #public health #medical research #vaccines #australia #namibia #united nations #queer issues #trans issues #lgbtq issues #lgbtq community #infection prevention #good news #hope

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Little Parasite

Leon S. Kennedy x AFAB!reader (I tried to make pronouns gender neutral but I might have missed a few)

Warnings: Pregnancy, unplanned pregnancy, Leon needs a hug, mentions of plaga infection, mentions of sex, swearing, hating on the government, takes place after RE4 remake.

Pregnant.

Oh fuck you were pregnant.

You stared at the positive stick in your hands.

Positive. Positive.

This was impossible. You were on birth control! You and Leon were always safe when-

Spain.

When you were kidnapped, you hadn’t been able to take your pill. You went several days without taking it. That wouldn’t have been much of a problem if the parasites you had been infected with didn’t cause multiple episodes of an intense need to breed.

How many times had you and Leon fucked during your rescue? How many times did he cum inside of you during the plaga induced delirium?

Not to mention when you joined the mile high club on the plane ride back to the states.

If the fetus inside of you was conceived when you both were infected…

What was inside of you?

You put a hand to your stomach. It's been 3 months since you got back.3 months of nightmares, white house funded therapy and multiple visits to a government science lab. When you missed your period you didn’t think much of it. You went through a lot of stress. Plus, the moment you got back you resumed your birth control pills on schedule.

No. You were panicking for no reason. Pregnancy tests come back with false positives all the time.

Deep breath. It was probably a false positive.

Still, you ended up making a phone call to your OBGYN. The receptionist sounded somewhat concerned, your last appointment was only 6 months ago. You couldn’t come up with a proper answer as to why you desperately needed the doctor as soon as possible.

Once the call was over you put the phone down and breathed.

Leon was asleep in your shared bedroom. He had come back from a mission last night, and needed the rest.

You didn’t need to tell him, right? After all this was nothing. There wasn’t any need to wake him up and scare or worry him. After all, you haven’t had any morning sickness. No other symptoms were showing up.

It was nothing! Just a false positive.

Two days later, you were on your back with ultrasound gel on your stomach. Your eyes were trained on the screen.

That was not a false positive.

“Judging by the size, I'd say you're about 11 weeks.” your OBGYN confirmed, pointing on the screen, “Here's the head…”

The baby was conceived in Spain.

Her words were fading off into nothing. Your wide eyes were on the black and white screen. That little blob was an embryo. That would grow into a fetus. From there, a baby.

Baby.

“Oh my god.” You breathed, mind unable to cope, “Oh my god…”

How did this not come up on any of those tests the lab ran!?

A sudden thought came into your head. With horror, you realized that the lab most likely knew and deliberately didn’t tell you.

You were under no delusion you could trust the government. Your dad was the fucking president. You knew how cut throat and ruthless everything involved with the country's leadership was. After your kidnap, you were finally informed of the science that was being hidden from the public to avoid a panic.

Most likely you were being watched by undercover agents. You’ve been at this OBGYN for years, and you never saw that receptionist with the red hair. Chances are, both your father and the science lab knew about this appointment the moment you made it.

Your panicked eyes went to your doctor. What would she tell them? Would HIPAA come into play here? How good was the hippocratic oath when the national leader demanded answers?

Who could you trust?

“Is it-...” Your throat felt tight.

Was it normal? Any signs of developmental problems? Did it have a tail and claws? Was it actually a parasite?

“So far at 11 weeks I am seeing normal development.” She talked as if reading your mind, “It’s still too early to know the sex, but I’m seeing normal limbs and head growth. No signs of down syndrome or other chromosomal issues.”

“Blood test?” Your words sounded small, “I mean…Can I get a blood test to confirm? Just to check for anything?” Did a blood test for ancient Spanish parasites even exist? You scrambled for a reason, “Um…I had traveled to rural Spain 11 weeks ago…I drank some of the water there.”

It was a vague but good enough reason for your doctor.

You got your blood taken, the ultrasound photo was printed and you were sent on your way. Your eyes met the new receptionist when you made another appointment for next week.

Agent.

Your father knew.

If your dad knew that you were pregnant, then the government lab did as well.

As you drove, your head was filled with dangerous thoughts. What would they do to the fetus? What would they do to you ? Would they force you to terminate and use the cells for experiments? Would they make you carry to term and take the baby from you?

Unconsciously, one of your hands rested on your stomach. Right now, your brain went into overdrive. You’d fight tooth and nail to keep this life safe inside of you.

Maternal instinct.

Honestly, you thought it was a myth. It probably was, but then you couldn’t explain the sudden need to protect this baby in your belly.

…Baby

There was a baby growing inside of you. A life created between you and the man you loved. A child that you and Leon made together. An act of love and intimacy had formed a whole new existence.

You swallowed thickly.

This…this was hardly the time to have a kid. You had your job and career. Plus, Leon was gone on missions a lot. Dangerous missions that could end up with him dead. Your child might grow up without a father…nothing but a folded flag and a photo to tell them that their dad perished protecting the country.

“Stop it.” you forced yourself to speak, “Just stop it.” Your mind was spiraling. Forcing you to tackle some things you didn’t want to accept yet. No, you had to focus. You were driving, and frankly, panicking behind the wheel of a moving vehicle is a great way to get yourself killed.

You noticed a black car had been tailing you for the last several miles. Secret service. One of your dads agents.

Or kidnappers .

Honestly, with your life now, any of those three were options.

Well, at least you had a concealed carry this time.

You pulled into your driveway, hand resting on the pistol hidden at your hip as you opened the door to step out. The car drove past, most likely going to turn around and set up surveillance somewhere nearby.

Jesus, can’t you have a normal life?

You unlocked the door to your condo, stepping in to see Leon pacing. He was agitated, running his hands through his blonde hair. He perked up, looking at you as soon as you closed and locked the door.

“Leon?” You put your keys down, approaching him, “Is everything-?”

“Where…were you?” He swallowed. You could see his hands shaking ever so slightly.

“I..went to see my OB.” you answered him, holding his face in your hands, “What's going on?”

“The lab…they called…” your fiance put his hands over yours, “You need to go in for further testing. I don’t know why, they said they found something.”

Oh fuck you government!

You sighed, “Great…” You pulled away, “There's something I need to show you.” Your steps went to your bag that you put down by the door.

“Is everything ok?” He asked, following you.

“I..I think so.” You spoke truthfully, pulling out the ultrasound photos. Your own anxiety was spiking now. You knew Leon wanted a family of his own. You two have talked about it. But were you ready to be parents?

You held up the photos.

Leon’s eyes widened. He raised his hands slowly, as if afraid of breaking or ripping them. He rubbed his thumb over the surface. You watched his gaze roam over the pictures, as if committing every detail to memory.

Your fiance stepped back and leaned against the wall. His eyes remained on the photos, not looking up at anything else around him.

The result of your love. Half of you and half of him had created that little blob inside of you. That blob would grow into a baby. A child.

“Really?” The agent sounded quiet, voice almost a whisper.

You nodded, “Yea…really…And i know it's-”

He cut you off by immediately wrapping his strong arms around you. You could feel the tears when he buried his face into your shoulder.

“I love you,” Leon breathed, pulled back to pepper your face with kisses, “Oh my god, I love you. I love you.” One hand cupped your cheek, and the other was on your stomach with an open palm.

You giggled, “Happy?”

“Happy? Happy doesn’t even cover it.” His voice was light and joyful. His fingers brushed over your middle, “I'm ecstatic. Excited. I…God, I love you.” Your fiance knelt burying his face into your stomach to start placing pecks all over and whisper loving words. You weren’t even showing yet and he was already beginning to coo and mumble baby talk.

You couldn’t help but laugh.

#reader insert #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #resident evil x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #re 4 leon #tw: pregnancy #tw: unplanned pregnancy #my writing

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lisaas2418 · 4 months

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Yuu: Now here we have club demonstration.

Deuce: Here in Track and Field, we run fast like lightning. Take a look at Jack, he is fast rather he is in UM or himself. We even won awards for the best.

Jack: Um...this is our award.

Ace: Deuce's club sounds buddy and disgusting or whatever. The basketball is cool as we throw a hoops and get the higher score and- *He was hit by a basketball by Floyd*

Floyd: Cool shot, Crabby!

Jamil: Sometimes I wonder why there's no sane clubmates.

Yuu: You're one to talk.

Epel: We may not win against our rival school but we are lucky to have Leona in our Spelldrive club. A best club leader we ever have.

Yuu: Didn't Leona and dorm cheated in the dorm spelldrive competition?

Ruggie: You know how OP the Draconia dorm is? There faults not ours.

Yuu: Still not right.

Leona: Just move on the next.

Kalim: Light Music Club is fun club where we practice and play wonderful music.

Cater: We work well in our performance, you should see us in our shows.

Yuu: Yeah but you all mostly just hangout and eat snacks.

Lilia: It is still a fun club.

Trey: Well people would see me in cooking club but I am fascinating with science especially learning about plants.

Rook: Yep, Science club is marvelous. I mean learning about different kinds of animals and plants made me intrigue more.

Scar: I rather been eaten than be in the same room as that guy.

Azul: In our board games club, it may seen just a past time but I like the idea of advancing our skills and improve the development. Like chess and monopoly.

Idia: Just don't be in same game as him, he is a sore winner.

Riddle: The Equesterian club is where we train ourselves to ride a horse and take on rides.

Sebek: As a aide to Lord Malleus, I must do my best to ride a horse.

Silver: And its not just riding, we must care for the horses like a friend.

Sebek: You see all animals as friends!

Vil: Well it is cliche but a celebrity like me takes on film club not just for entertainment but the experience taking on different roles.

Ortho: I'm able to learn emotions and take on roles. We should film a movie here.

Yuu: That's a great idea. Maybe a show called, House of Mouse.

Jade: Well the Mountain club is like camping and collecting wild items like mushrooms. But sadly I am only member.

Malleus: Shame as well, Gargoyles club is where I can give out facts about gargoyles but no seem to want to sign up.

Maleficent: How dare there! Those gargoyles what gives fear and protection.

(LMAO I love how Yuu's comments fit so well)

Anyway

Yuu: Well I think for one some people are just not interested in Gargoyles, for two they may truly are a bot afraid of them and third....yeah some if not most are intimdeted by Tsunutaro

Maleficent: I...suppose that would make sense

Mickey: In which club are you Yuu?

Grim: Ahem! 😠

Mickey: And you too Grim 😅

Yuu: We kinda switch everyday, since we can't really decide or we just don't show up. Doesnt exactly matter anyway. No offence to your clubs ofcourse

All: None taken

#twisted wonderland #house of mouse au #overblot gang #twst yuu #anon asks

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rendy-a · 1 year

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Locked in with the Film Research Club

I had Vil on the mind from finishing my last fic when someone "liked" one of my Club Visit stories and...here we are! Sorry Ortho, but of course Vil steals the show here!

Sometimes, it strikes you at odd moments that Vil is famous, really famous. You'd been walking past the gym when you saw a student drop a heavy looking box and kick it. "Who does he think he is? Mr. Famous is too good to do the grunt work but can order us around like we work for him!" The student waking with him also drops his box and smiles, "Yeah, let's ditch and let our delicate princess figure this out himself." With that, they both laughingly depart.

You walked over, already having an idea in mind about what had happened. You pulled open the box to see a mixture of lighting and sound equipment. You give a small sigh, putting the picture together. Vil was a strict a leader in the Film Research Club as he was a Dorm Leader. Not everyone could deal with his...intense... style of encouragement and grew to envy and resent him.

You sighed but hefted the boxes anyway. You wouldn't exactly say that you and Vil were friends, but after the VDC, you were at least friendly. Plus, Ortho was always telling you about the things he'd done in club. You can't disappoint a fellow first-year! So, you trudge your way over to the alchemy school wing that you heard the Film club would be using for their shoot today.

When you arrived, you found Ortho setting up some complicated machinery to attach the camera to. You greet the cheerful boy and tell him about the boxes. "Vil Schoenheit has been looking for that equipment. He'll be so happy you've found it, Prefect! I'll go tell him right away!" You pat Ortho on the back, "That's OK. I've got lots of spare time and you seem busy here. I'll go tell him. Just point me in the right direction!"

You found Vil in a large storage closet near the Alchemy room, just as Ortho suggested he'd be. You swing the door open and approach Vil, who is leafing through a book near the back of the closet where a small amount of light shines through a tiny window. "Hey Vil, Ortho sent me," you began before Vil turns and shouts, "Perfect! Grab the door!" You jump at the shouting and hear an ominous click behind you.

Vil sighs, and you look at him guiltily, "Oops." It turns out that the supply closet near the Alchemy rooms locks automatically when closed due to the expensive ingredients and tools stored within. Plus, since some of the components have a chance of magical reaction if not stored correctly, the room was warded against magic. All of that added up to you and Vil being locked in the supply closet until someone came to find you.

Vil gave another sigh and returned to the book he was viewing. After a moment of looking around, you wandered over to join him. Plus... it's a closet; you really don't have a lot of choices here. You peek over and see it's a photo album. "Rook took them," Vil comments when he notices your interest. "I was in here picking up some special effects potions. Rook makes them in Science Club and leaves them in here until we need them. I guess he also stores some old photos here, too."

You leaned in to look. They were pictures from last year's Film Research Club. Some were productions, and others were candid shots from behind the scenes. A few you found confusing, but you imagined, if you asked Rook, he'd have a long explanation about why he'd photographed a scarf on a chair or a stack of paint canisters. By the end of Rooks flowing explanation, you'd probably believe the unusual subjects to be highly beautiful as well.

Vil turns the page, and the next image is his own, albeit a somewhat younger version. A frown graces his beautiful face, and he comments, "I'm sure he never intended for this to be seen, but I do hate pictures of myself being taken when I can't control them." You look at the photo of second-year Vil, "You look good, though." He looks at you sadly, "How naive you are, potato. You never know what sort of trouble a small photo can start. The tiniest detail that goes unnoticed by you can start a wild scandal."

Vil crosses his arms across his chest and looks at you with a frown, "And speaking of scandal, no good will come of the story of us being in this closet." You can easily imagine the gossip but assure Vil, "I'm sure it will be fine. No one is here but the club members, and we will just explain what happened. I'm sure they will understand!" Vil continues to look at you for a moment, and his expression slowly slides into one of amusement, "Potato, you are so refreshingly optimistic and naive."

You give a small laugh and smile, you know it to be true. Vil looks at you with a sort of fondness. It was so rare to find such a genuine person to interact with once you've become as famous as he. Suddenly, Vil's smile grows sharper and sly, "I, in the other hand, am not as foolish as you. If the peanut gallery is going to spread rumors about me..." You look on in amazement as his smile deepens and he slides close to you...

The closet door opens at last, and Ortho greets you, "Vil Schoenhit! Prefect! My sensors indicate that you have not left this room for thirty minutes. The club members grew worried, and we came to check on you!" You smile gratefully at the AI boy, "Thanks for the rescue, Ortho. I thought we'd be stuck in there all afternoon." Even as you smile at Ortho, you spot the envious duo from earlier. Just as Vil predicted, you can hear their gossiping whispers begin.

You hold your head high and push past them. After all, Vil was right. If people are going to talk about you kissing in the closet, then you might as well be kissing in the closet. You gently put your fingertips to your lips and smile, it wouldn't be a photo to add to Rook's album but you think it is definitely a beautiful memory of Film Research Club for you to hold on to.

#mini event #club visits #twst #twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit #vil x reader #twst x reader

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