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astermath · 1 year

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“So? Whatever.”

pairing: dave lizewski x popular!fem!reader

summary: The preppy girl that just about everyone admires has more in common with Dave than he expects. He doesn’t quite know how to handle this information, but it excites him nonetheless.

word count: 2K

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notes: I haven’t written something like this in a good while, so please bear with me if I’m rusty or there are some mistakes here and there. Reader is referred to with she/her pronouns, I tried to be as non descriptive as possible about her appearance. I do love writing a bit of a mean reader like this, but don’t worry, she’ll warm up to him. This fic takes place in senior year for age purposes, I’m pretty much fully ignoring the timeline of the film. Comments and/or requests are super welcome btw!! Hope you enjoy!! <3

(ps this will get a part two don’t worry xx)

To Dave, girls like you were unreachable. You could hear about them, you could listen to them talk in the hallways, sneak a glance their way… But talk to them? Any single one of their group would consider that social suicide. The only reason any of them even looked in his direction was to ask him to do their homework. So why in god’s name were you at his locker? Why were you acknowledging his existence at all?

“What’s that?” You leaned against the locker next to his, pointing at the piece of a comic book panel he’d taped to the door. It pictured Spider-man putting on his mask for the first time, something Dave looked to when he needed some motivation for the day.

He struggled to get basically any words out, still not fully registering that you’re within such close range. He could smell you… God that was really weird to think about, he felt like a creep already, but you just… Smelled really nice. Like vanilla, mixed with something sweet. He realized he hadn’t answered your question yet and was just staring in front of him like a weirdo. “O-Oh, yeah, that’s uh… That’s Spider-man. It’s this… This superhero I like.” He adjusted the strap of his backpack to keep his hands busy.

You smiled and rolled your eyes. “Duh, I know who Spider-man is, please.” You couldn’t help but think he was doing anything to avoid looking into your eyes, as if you’d turn him to stone if he dared to do so. Which, yes, was exactly how he felt.

“I wanted to know which comic that was from. The art style looks a lot different than the ones I’ve seen.” Now this part was pretty much making his teenage brain short circuit. He probably didn’t hear that right, there’s no way a popular girl like you read comics, right? This had to be some kind of elaborate joke, like you were trying to pull a prank on him by making him ramble about his favorite superheroes. However, he wasn’t close minded. Even if this was a prank, at least you were talking to him, right?

“Yeah, sorry, I uh… Forget he’s a pretty popular character sometimes. This one’s from a collector’s edition. One of the pages was kinda falling apart so I just… Taped my favorite panel to my locker.” Again, he tried to look anywhere else, but it felt rude not to be making eye contact with the person who’s trying to give you a chance at a conversation. His eyes met yours and he realised he hadn’t ever actually seen you up close like this. You were really pretty, he knew that, but he never noticed these particular things about you before. The way your hair framed your features so nicely, the little beauty mark that seemed to be somehow perfectly placed, or the way a dimple appeared on your right cheek when you smiled.

“Hopefully you didn’t pay too much for it, those things cost like, a fortune.” You followed, snapping him out of his haze as you twirled a piece of hair between your index and middle finger. Dave was much taller than you, so you had to look up to match his gaze, which was already hard since he kept avoiding your eyes. You never realized how much he’d matured since freshman year. He looked pretty cute… Really cute, actually.

“S-So, uhm, I really don‘t wanna be rude, but…” He closed his locker before looking at you with a rather awkward expression. “Why are you here? Why are you… talking to me?” Honestly, not an unjustified question. Dave was often the subject of bullying, and the popular girls clique made no exception to that rule. He doesn’t remember you specifically doing anything, although... He has a vague memory of you being in the car with those jocks when they threw spoiled milk at him.

“What? A girl can’t talk to her fellow classmate? This is a free country, you know.” You pretended to be a little hurt by his assumption that you were probably just here to make fun of him. In all honesty he was still a little dumbfounded by this whole ordeal, and the fact that half the people that passed you were giving you two weird looks really wasn’t helping. “You know I sit behind you in English, right?” He responds by nodding. He is painfully aware of this fact, as your friends had expressed their empathy for you when your seat was assigned behind him, though you honestly didn’t mind. And also the fact that he got a fair share of gossip from you and your best friend always whispering to each other. “Well,” you flipped a bit of hair over your shoulder. “I saw you had a copy of Birth of Venom in your backpack, and I... Wanted to ask if I could borrow it...” You looked to the side, muttering the last part. As much as you tried not to care what people thought, you did have a bit of a reputation that you were stuck to. Liking comics wasn’t for you, you were a cheerleader, you went to parties, you liked shopping. Okay, you secretly liked comics.

Dave looked at you with a puzzled expression. “I-I’m sorry, can you repeat tha--”

“Can I borrow your stupid comic or what?” You interrupted him, clearly looking a bit embarrassed.

“Oh!” His face was getting hot, this conversation was lasting way longer than he imagined it would. Usually he’d have his face shoved into his locker by now. “U-Uhm, sure! It’s a bit expensive, but... Well, just don’t damage it, please.” He took his backpack off his shoulder and was about to pull it out before you grabbed his arm.

“Not here you dumbass! Just, like... Ugh, meet me at my car after school’s over, you can hand it to me then.” You were acting like this was some kind of illegal drug deal, but this truly was something important to you. Your dad had already made it very clear that he didn’t want his little girl becoming some kind of tomboy and have her mind run rampant with superhero stories. Especially with this Kickass guy running around...

The bell rang and you silently thanked it for doing so. “Look, I gotta go. White Corvette, by the vending machines.” You walked past him, and a waft of that lovely vanilla scent hit his nose. He damn near melted into the floor when your arm brushed against his. “Later, Lizewksi.”

You leaned against the hood of your car, scrolling on your phone as you waited for the brunette to show up. You couldn’t help but feel a little guilty that you were just meeting him in secret like this. It’s not like you were embarrassed to be seen with him, or that you didn’t like him, it’s just that liking comics and superheroes was just about the dorkiest thing anyone could be into. Especially with Kickass running around, and, well, kicking ass, people would probably be thinking you’d be into this whole vigilante business yourself. Sure, you thought it was cool that people were doing something about all the crime, but you’d rather die than mess up your hair beating some thug’s ass.

You noticed someone approaching and noticed that Dave wasn’t alone. With a bit of a disgusted expression, you gestured to his two sidekicks. “I don’t remember inviting the entire geek entourage to come see me. This isn’t some kinda meet and greet, you know.” Todd and Marty seemed, just like Dave before, a little shocked that you were talking to them.

“S-Sorry, they just uh...” Dave began.

“We didn’t believe him.” Todd followed.

“...believe what?” You questioned, crossing your arms.

“That a chick like you was into comics.” Marty said, before Todd smacked him on the back of the head. “Dude! Don’t say it like that!”

You got a bit flustered, and looked at Dave. “You told them!? What the fuck, Lizewski?”

“I-I’m sorry!” He held up his hands. “They were asking me what we were talking about, and... I panicked.” They were more so insinuating that he was flirting with her, and he didn’t want that rumor going around, in case your jock brother caught wind of that and beat his ass for flirting with his sister.

You sighed, looking down and pinching the bridge of your nose before waving your hand out in a dismissive manner. “It’s... whatever, just leave. Before I change my mind and throw a bitch fit.” His two friends gave him a suggestive look before heading out. “Those two better not snitch or I’ll cut off their shrimps.” He nodded, just a little intimidated by the threat.

He got out his backpack and handed you the comic. “I’m still surprised I uh... I never knew you were into this stuff.” His breath hitched in his throat when your finger brushed over his as you took it from him. You flipped through it, keeping your eyes on the pages.

“Yeah, well... There’s a lot you don’t know about me, as much as I’m sure you guys love to assume.” You realized you hadn’t even told him your name, so you looked up at him and held out your hand, introducing yourself. You know, out of courtesy.

“I-I know your name, but uhm... I’m Dave.” Your hand felt so soft, your beautifully manicured fingers being a real juxtaposition to his. His hand was much bigger and rougher than yours. You wondered why his hand was so calloused anyways... He didn’t look like he did many sports.

“Wait... Your name isn’t Lizewski?” You chuckled. “Christ, my bad... I always thought that was just your first name.” Your feeling of guilt for the boy before you flared up a bit again. He was being really nice to you, offering you something personal of his that he probably spent a pretty penny on. And you didn’t even know his actual name before. No wonder some people thought you were a bit of a bitch, you thought to yourself.

“Hey, uhm... I know you got a bunch of these, and my dad would kill me if he knew I was reading them. He hates vigilantes, and he thinks reading comics will get me into the whole thing. Stupid, I know, but... He takes it surprisingly seriously.” You put the comic away carefully. “So I have a proposition for you.”

His eyebrows rose a little. A proposition, alright. No big deal. Could be literally anything though.

“Come to my house this Saturday, bring a bunch of these, and I’ll tell my dad you’re coming to tutor me for physics or something.” You tilted your head a little, your locks falling gently over your shoulders. “I’ll pay you. Money’s not a problem. It’ll be like I’m renting them from you.”

He thought for a second, but in all honesty... How was this not a total win/win situation? He got to be in a pretty girl’s room, read comics with her, talk about them and make money. What kind of idiot would say no to that? “Yeah! Sounds good to me, uh... What do you want me to...” His words trailed off as you pulled out a pen and reached for his hand, writing a string of numbers on the back of it.

“I’ll text you the address, and which series I like. I’ll let you do the picking. Oh, and Dave?”

“Y-Yeah?” He felt like his heart was going to beat right out of his chest. This is the closest you’ve ever stood to him.

Your grip on his hand tightens, and you look up at him with a death stare. “Not a word to anyone about this.” You followed with a cutesy smile. “Alrighty?” You let go of his hand and put your stuff away before pulling out your car keys.

Dave stands frozen in place, a faint blush already spread across his cheeks. He swore you were going to be the death of him. He looked down for a second and realized that what you wrote down wasn’t just some random numbers. It was your phone number. It all just suddenly felt very real to him, he’d never gotten a girl’s number before. And you were just about the last person he’d expect it from too.

You got in your car and turned on your engine. “See ya on Saturday, Lizewski! Don’t be late or I’ll kill you!” You smile, before driving off at a totally normal and acceptable speed.

He gave a nervous wave before he looked back down at his hand. There was a little heart scribbled behind the phone number. It probably meant nothing.

But boy did it make his heart flutter.

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cinnbar-bun · 3 months

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Straw Hats- Reversed AU HCs

AU: In which YOU are the character of a very famous franchise, and they are regular people who are fans of your series.

Note: GN!Reader, crack, very unserious

Luffy

Thinks you’re neat! Super cool!

People think he doesn’t really “get” you and just likes you for your awesome powers and/or cool appearance, but he drops like an innocent yet profound tidbit about you that shows he really is thinking of you.

Honestly probably only has a bootleg figure of you courtesy of Ace. It’s goofy as hell but he adores it.

Maybe has one of those printed graphic tees.

Ace and Sabo joke about his love for you but then Luffy throws his slippers at them.

If he sees anything with you on it, he’s just gushing over it.

Loves finding funny comics with you online.

Zoro

Guy who likes you for your powers.

The same guy who is also a weeb in front of the mirror and tries to replicate your awesome moves.

Help his roommates caught him-

I think he’d get those compression shirts/shorts with you or a symbol of yours for when he works out.

Also the guy who’s working out to your voice like those ASMR videos so he can pretend you’re praising him and congratulating him.

Gets into fights with Sanji about who’s the bigger fan.

I don’t see Zoro as the type to “collect” things, but he’d probably have a keychain of you around his belt or something as a good luck charm.

Might even have an action and poseable figure of you like a Figma.

Nami

Likes you lots, but also recognizes your merch potential.

Works alongside Usopp to produce fan merch or zines for you to make money.

Has a unique piece of jewelry with your symbol/iconography to wear.

She’s not wearing “obvious” for merch, because she just isn’t about that.

Probably has a few very expensive figures of yours that are special edition or anniversary editions that she managed to get at a steep discount.

Reads a bit of fanfic but tends to mostly peruse fanart of you.

Tends to have multiple ships for you- she doesn’t really favor one over the other she just thinks they’re interesting.

Likes to do cosplays of your fits, though. She’s gotten very popular for her lovely cosplays. She tends to handmake most of her cosplays, but Usopp and Franky add to the amazing accessories.

Plays the gacha game for your series, and her amazing luck means she gets practically all your units easily.

Usopp

The artist of the group who has seen and had to do heinous things for a commission.

Unlike the others, he IS making a self insert and HE IS DOING ART AND COMICS WITH YOU AND HIM AS THE MAIN COUPLE!

Has made a name for himself of making doujins and art for you. His store has seen lots of purchases for his doujins.

Nami basically is his account manager and has made him raise commission prices many times in order to pay their rent and so he can realize how valued his work is.

He mostly just posts his work but does like answering questions from fans and posting about how awesome you looked in the new episode.

Always making art and stories from you.

Has done fanfiction for you but it’s mostly with his OC/SI and his artwork tends to be more well-known.

Always does special drawings for your birthday and various holidays.

Plays the gacha and has bad luck so he has to whale for your unit. He insists he prefers just regular console or PC gaming instead of gacha.

Sanji

Number one fan, he WILL get into arguments about you and inject you into everything.

All your figures, all your merch, all of it in one specific room dedicated to you. Sanji even has a lifesize figure of you in a cool/cute pose he religiously cleans (and prays to ngl) every day because AINT NO WAY HIS LOVE IS GOING TO GET A SPECK OF DUST ON THEM!!

His work as a chef makes him busy, but he likes to wear small things of you like a brooch or something on his uniform to cheer him up through the day.

Makes videos cooking things you cooked or dishes you liked within the series.

He sometimes shows off his collection and Zoro calls him a loser and they get into fights in the comments.

Commissions art of you (probably Usopp) to hang up in the (Y/n) room.

I feel like he would do a persona/self-insert but also I feel like he’d be like no!!!! I cannot sully my beloved like that!!! So he focuses on just you.

Blocks people who are fans of you and does not like shipping anyone with you, hell no his mellorine is HIS!!!

Has done fanfic, mostly self-insert, and that’s pretty much all he reads. No ships.

Robin

“Oh, (Y/n)? Yes, they are an interesting character. I like them.”

[1 Million word count fic series, tagged: slow burn, character exploration, heavy angst, found family, Book 4 of 7]

“I just think they’re neat.”

Probably the mother fic writer for you and/or one of your ships.

Doesn’t socialize much online, just tends to post and scroll through the fics for you and answers comments under her fic.

Likes to support her fellow creators so she does look into the art and projects other fans have made.

Does try to create her own aesthetics for her blog and fics, but sometimes she just commissions Usopp to make her things for her fics to fit her vision.

Is really into unique and often abstract or “dark” art of you.

Yes you’re her favorite character, yes she will still make you suffer in her fics and art for the ~development~.

It’s a running gag with her peers where they ask her how she will torture them next.

She finds the Nendoroids of you are quite cute, so she bought one to go on her desk.

Franky

Franky likes making garage set figures of you.

He’s also a bit of a dork, so he will often make you pose with a super sentai outfit or large gundam robots (since they’re also a part of his crafting hobby).

Makes videos showing off the new figures he made of you.

He loves you cuz you’re his hero, you just amaze him!

Printed a photo of the art your creator did where you guys were all dressed like super heroes or something- suuuuppper up his alley and he loved seeing it.

He likes collecting the manga/comics for your series and keeps them on his personal shelf.

Franky also helps Nami/others with specific cosplay accessories. Franky is known for his craftsmanship, so he’s made plenty of cosplay gear for others that are above and beyond.

Him and Usopp have collabed to create the original figures of you that Franky adores.

Does those videos where he takes cheaper/smaller figures of you and adds to the base and design to make it more “epic”.

What the hell is “fanfiction”?

Brook

Goes by the username “Soul King” and uploads his covers of your franchise’s music.

He really loves you though so he’s often rocking your shirts while he’s recording the music.

He does a lot of different genres for your theme covers- jazz, heavy metal, lofi, piano, music box- he’s done em all.

Whenever he’s not recording covers of his music and does streams, he very proudly shows his figure of you and a poster he has hanging up on his wall.

Also plays the gacha game, has pretty good luck but never with your units.

“Wow! 5 Sugo-rares! Who are they- GOD DAMN IT IT’S JUST THE OTHERS!!! RATE UP IS A LIE!!!”

Brook is a menace though and I’m gonna keep that under wraps for various reasons.

Maybe in the future I might explain further.

Jinbei

Jinbei is classy, unlike many of the others here (we will not name names).

He’s more likely to “make” his own merchandise for you.

Handmade doll with a lovingly sewn kimono, for example.

Fancy tea set that is painted with your symbols but it’s so subtle and chic that some of his viewers don’t even realize it’s from some random franchise he likes.

He prides himself on his traditional and handmade crafts and you’re just an avenue to experiment with them.

He likes to design the kimonos and outfits with you in mind and the season. He shows the process of creating it in these calm and quiet BTS videos.

Really they are beautiful and the amount of love and skillmanship put into the work he does is fantastic, it’s awe inspiring.

Does not know what a fanfic, a gacha, or what a “fan edit” is. He’s an old man he’s got things to do, man.

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the-dixon-effect · 8 months

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Just a Girl

requested by: @dixonsgirl93 which you can find here -> masterlist

A/N: thank you so much for the request my love!! i love this concept so much that it had me up at 4am writing it after recovering from a long-haul flight, so so sorry that this took so long for a little drabble xx

It was too tempting.

Not after years of stumbling around in dirty rags and a single pair of worn combat boots. Not after fighting for your life every single day, were you going to pass this up. Today, you were safe. And right in front of you, in this completely empty mall, were a pair of pristine black stilettos.

You held one in each hand as you admired them, a treasure of a world lost in time. You felt like a different person just clutching them.

"Hey, Maggie!" you are unable to control the wide smile cast across your lips. "Look what I found!" the girl glanced in your direction from the entrance of the store, scoffing at your excitement.

"Whatcha gonna do with those?" she asked, chuckling, as she jogged up to the display table coated in a thick layer of dust.

"I don't know. Walk around. Dance. Put 'em on a table and forbid anyone from touching them," you said quietly, smiling as you palmed at the crisp black leather. "They could be a symbol. Y'know, Lord of the Flies style," you joked, meeting the farmgirl's eyes. Strangely enough, the ghost of a boutique was relatively empty apart from these shoes, a few scraps of useless clothes scattered around and many plastic hangers adorning the white-tiled floor.

"Alright, fine. But ya' have to bring that little black dress back, too," she teased, in that familiar Southern drawl. Pointing to a rack of clothes on the other side of the store, you spotted a lone black dress threatening to fall off the flimsy hanger. It was no surprise that when the remaining survivors came through these parts, rummaging through stores and kitchens and bunkers, a pair of high heels and a mini dress didn't make the cut for the survivalist supply list. It had been a couple years by now, and indeed no one back at the prison would care if you indulged in a bit of fun. Besides, you're just a girl. And a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to get by.

Most evenings were spent in the foyer swapping stories and enjoying the ever-expanding group's company, now that everyone was feeling more comfortable in the prison. Daryl was perched on the second step of the cool, steel staircase fletching some bolts for his crossbow, after the fairly uneventful run earlier. One thought did linger in his mind, however - as he tuned out to the rest of the conversations engaging in his midst. You had briefly shown him what you managed to pick up back at the abandoned mall, some scraps of food, some comics for Carl, and... what could only be described as an image from one of his wildest dreams. Or worst nightmares. What the hell would he do with himself if you suddenly appeared in that dress? And those heels? Probably run, and hide someplace where nobody would notice his reaction. And just when he was imagining what you would look like in that outfit from earlier, he heard a voice call out from upstairs.

"Hershel! You better believe these things are harder to walk in than a peg leg!"

The foyer erupted in chuckles as conversations ceased while everybody looked up at you on the balcony, held up firmly by Maggie who couldn't control her laughter either.

"Come on down, Y/N. Betcha can't do it!" the grey-haired man exclaimed as the rest of the group watched you stumble to the top of the staircase.

Oh God. She's so popular. And beautiful - were the thoughts swirling around in Daryl's head as he turned a swift 180 and looked up at your perfect figure. You looked so pretty when you laughed like that; a face that lit up the room - lit up this rotten world - when the sweet sound that even a siren couldn't mimic echoed over the walls of the dismal building. And that outfit; the smooth black dress that clung to your thighs so perfectly with a neckline that revealed just enough to make him go insane. Those heels. Daryl always had a thing for girls with nice legs, but he was always too embarrassed to mention it. It may have slipped out in front of his older brother once upon a time, and for the years to come he never shut up about it. Humiliating Daryl whenever a gorgeous girl like you walked past. Daryl never denied it, though, that you and that perfect body of yours were gonna be the death of him someday. And that felt like right now.

"Maggie, don't you dare let that girl fall!" Michonne shouted, laughing as she kicked her feet up on the cafeteria table and leaned back.

"Daryl, I swear to God, if you don't catch me I'll kill you," you began, addressing the archer that was gawking up at you, the one slightly obstructing your wobbly path down the staircase. Everybody in that cell block watched the poor man snap out of his daydreams as he shot up and grabbed your hand as your knees threatened to buckle beneath you. Maggie let go of her tight grip on your shoulders and erupted into giggles, as though she were playing Cupid.

"Thank you, Daryl," you said sweetly, not realising that Daryl is physically suffocating as you clutched Daryl's calloused palm. You took the opportunity to steady yourself on both feet and do a little twirl, lifting Daryl's arm up over your head as you spun around as gracefully as you could manage. A couple of cheers escaped from your audience, making you smile deeply. You hadn't felt this pretty in a long time.

"Whatcha doin' playin' dress-up anyway?" Daryl drawled, quietly.

"Well, I'm just a girl."

taglist: @alldevilsarehere90 @poisonmenegan @radcollectivesoul @emilykolchivans @pinchoftheoutsiders guys the taglist is looking a little lonely!!

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loveronlineee · 2 years

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I.O.U (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Masterlist All Parts

Eddie Munson x Cheerleader/Popular! Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: Drinking, drugs, mentions of sex

Synopsis: Eddie spots Y/N at a house party and decides to say hi. This results in a night way more fun than he planned it out to be

Y/N notes: shorter than Eddie

Wanna be on the Eddie Munson tag list? Look here!

Wanna request something? Look here!

“Thanks for the weed, freak.” The basketball player spat as he snatched the little bag out of Eddie’s hand and walked back inside to the house party.

“Pleasure doing business with ya.” Eddie replied. He stuffed the money in the pocket of his ripped jeans. The popular kids were always worse when they were drunk, but they were also more likely to want to smoke.

The metal head leaned against the wall of the house, looking out at the dark street. He could hear the music blasting from the living room. They seemed to have a Madonna record on repeat and it was starting to get on Eddie’s nerves.

He heard the front door open and someone stumble down the front steps. They passed him and looked out at the road, unaware that Eddie was standing behind them on their left. It was Y/N.

Y/N L/N. Or as Eddie liked calling her, the nice cheerleader. The only one of those girls who didn’t look at him with complete disgust. The only one who said hi to him in the hallways. The only one who would probably have an actual conversation with him tonight.

“Y/N!” He called out to her. As she spun around he caught on that she was a little more than tipsy. “You okay?”

“Oh! Eddie! I didn’t know you were hereeeeee!” Her words were slightly slurred as she approached which made Eddie chuckle.

“I make the most profit at parties like this.” Y/N nodded in understanding. “So you okay?” He asked again, after not getting an answer the first time.

“I’m fine it’s just…” Y/N looked around again, confused. “Was there a car parked across the street earlier?”

“Uh yeah a group of girls got in and drove off like 20 mins ago.” Y/N sighed in frustration.

“Great. They were my ride home.” Eddie was surprised that Y/N’s friends would leave her alone at a party this late at night. She shook her head and turned to face the house again. “Whatever I’ll just ask someone to take me home later.”

“Uh my van’s parked around the corner if you need a lift.” Eddie suggested. Y/N smiled at him.

“Aww thanks Eddie, you’re so sweet.” He knew it was the alcohol talking but he couldn’t stop the smile appearing on his face. Y/N really was an adorable girl, drunk flattery or not. “You coming in?”

“The guys don’t really like if I go inside usually.’”Y/N grabbed his hand.

“Trust me. No one in that house is sober enough to notice you.” Eddie chuckled again and let her lead him in. Like she said, no one was sober enough to notice the new guest. Most of the party goers were in the living room, dancing to the music, drinks in their hands. Y/N led him through to the kitchen. She took two beers out of the fridge and handed one to him.

“Thanks.” Eddie said as Y/N hopped up to sit on the counter. That’s when he realised he was gonna have to talk a little louder for her to hear him. “So how come your friends left without you?”

“They’ve done it a couple times before.” Y/N pouted. Although it was comical, Eddie still felt bad for her.

“They sound like pretty shit friends to be honest.” He frowned. Y/N nodded in agreement.

“Yeah… but at least there’s one good thing that’s come out of that.” Y/N smiled as she leaned slightly closer to him.

“What?”

“If they didn’t leave, I wouldn’t have seen you!” She took another sip of her beer, not noticing how wide Eddie was smiling. Yeah the drink was affecting her choice of words but it was still Y/N. She still had that bubbly way of speaking like she did at school.

A jock walked in to grab another beer and spotted her on the counter.

“Y/N! We gonna fuck again tonight or what?” He shouted at her as two more jocks joined him, laughing. Eddie was ready to step in when Y/N opened her mouth.

“No I don’t feel like wasting another 30 mins of my life trying to find your dick before one more minute of nothing. If you wanna call that fucking go ahead but I��ve gotten more aroused seeing our school’s janitor clean the toilets.” The record finished just as Y/N started speaking, meaning that a lot more people heard her response. Her comeback was so quick it made Eddie think it might have been the truth for a moment. Who knows what she would have said if she was sober.

The jock glared at Y/N as he stormed out of the room, his two friends laughing at his expense behind him. Y/N’s smile quickly returned when she looked back at Eddie. “The thing guys forget about starting fake rumours is that you can put your own spin on it.”

“That was amazing.”

“Thanks! You kinda get a nak for it after the third time.” Eddie watched Y/N jump off of the counter, grab another beer and take his hand. “Let’s go somewhere quieter. I can barely hear you in here.”

He followed her up the stairs to the en suite bathroom. Eddie leaned against the tub as Y/N locked the door and hopped up on the counter again. She opened the bottle and took a sip.

“You sure you’re gonna be okay having another one?” Eddie asked. Y/N nodded, swallowing the beer.

“I know my limit. This is my last one.” Eddie nodded. “Hey Eddie?”

“Yeah?”

“Why do people call you Eddie the Freak?” Her head comically cocked to one side. Eddie’s eyebrows furrowed, a little confused at the question.

“Because I am a freak?” Y/N frowned deeply, eyebrows also furrowed.

“But you’re not!” She whined, pointing at him. “You just like metal and that complicated board game!”

“D&D.”

“Yeah exactly! Like what’s wrong with that?! You’re just having fun.” This girl really was something else. It sounded unheard of for a cheerleader to be self aware of the problematic school hierarchy. Yet here Y/N was, talking like she was one of the nerds at the bottom of the food chain.

“People don’t like different.” Eddie stated. “And I am very different.”

“That’s stupid.” Y/N mumbled. Her words half blocked by the beer bottle resting in her mouth. “High school is so stupid.”

“Yup.” Eddie agreed. He would never expect a cheerleader to say that but here one was. Calling the social system that worshipped her stupid.

“It’s literally not gonna matter when we graduate.” Y/N continued. “Do you think my interviewer for my dream job is gonna care how many friends I have? No!” Eddie chuckled at the passion in Y/N’s voice.

“You’re totally right L/N.”

“Hey Eddie?”

“Yeah?”

“You know you’re like… really cool, right?” Eddie found himself unable to speak. Y/N thinks he’s cool?

“M-Me?” Y/N nodded.

“Yeah cause you like, don’t give a fuck. About what anyone thinks of you. You just do what you want. You shout things during lunch, you grew your hair out and got tattoos, you do your D&D club! You’re so unapologetically yourself. It’s amazing.”

Eddie couldn’t believe what he was hearing. After years of being called a loser and a freak, one of the most popular girls at school was gushing about him. “And I don’t give a shit what my shitty friends think, you’re pretty! You’re SO pretty Eddie and I don’t think you even know it.”

Now he really was speechless. Y/N L/N just called him pretty. He stopped leaning on the tub and stood up straight, taking a step towards her.

“Y-You think… you think I’m pretty?” He asked, still not completely convinced he heard her properly.

“Yeahhhhh. I really do.” She smiled dreamily at him. “My friends don’t agree but fuck them. I think after told them, they started leaving me behind at parties.”

A twinge of guilt rushed through the metal head. He was the reason she started getting treated differently. And although it showed her that her friends weren’t good ones, she still probably suffered from a lot of casual bullying.

“I’m sorry your friends did that. It’s not right.”

“Thanks Eddie. You’re really sweet.” She placed a hand on Eddie’s chest. He chuckled.

“You said that already.”

“I did?”

“Yeah you did.” His eyes wandered down to her lips. He watched as she leaned in closer but he pulled away at the last second. “Nope. You’re still drunk. It’s not a good idea.”

“I guess you’re right. Thanks Eddie.” Y/N said as she jumped off of the counter.

“For what?” She wrapped her arms around him, burying her head in his Hellfire shirt.

“For not taking advantage of me.” She said, muffled by the fabric.

“I don’t think thanks are in order for that.” Eddie replied, but reciprocated the hug anyway. He waited a couple seconds before pulling away. “It’s getting late. You wanna go home?”

“Yeah okay.” Y/N replied, pulling away too. Eddie kept a soft grip on her hand and unlocked the bathroom door. The pair were surprised to find Jason sitting on the bed with a girl who wasn’t Chrissy. “Jason?”

“Y/N?” He stood up from the bed. “T-This isn’t what it looks like!”

“Uh huh.” Y/N replied, unconvinced. Jason pushed his focus to Eddie.

“Why the hell is he here? And what the fuck were you two doing in the bathroom?”

“We were just talking calm the fuck down.”

“Oh yeah sure. I’m sure that’s what everyone will believe when I tell them what I saw.”

“And what are they gonna believe when I tell them what I saw?” Jason shut up, knowing he was in deeper shit. “I haven’t forgotten that rumour you started in junior year about us. Start anything and I’ll tell the whole school that Eddie’s dick is four times the length of yours.”

Y/N and Eddie walked out as she yelled back. “And his dick is average!”

Eddie started laughing at how quick witted Y/N was with these. “Sorry if that was too much.”

“No not at all. Y/N you’re hilarious.” They walked out of the house and down the street to Eddie’s van. “Where to Ma’am?”

“Maple street. It’s not too far from here.” Eddie nodded as he started the van.

“Yeah I know it. The Wheeler girl lives there I think.” The drive was short and by the time they arrived, Y/N was starting to recover.

“I think I’m sobering up.” She stretched.

“Welcome back L/N.” Eddie joked as he closed the van door.

“Why’d you get out too?”

“I gotta walk you to your door.”

“Eddie it’s right there.” Y/N chuckled and pointed at her house right in front of them.

“Uh I said I’d get you home and I am a man of my word.” Y/N smiled as they walked up. “Or will your judgemental parents take one look at me and ground you for a month?” Y/N laughed and shook her head.

“My parents are on a business trip. They’re back on Tuesday.”

“You’re home alone?” Y/N nodded.

“Yup. Whoooole house with just me.” Y/N looked in Eddie’s eyes and saw he was thinking the same thing.

“How sober are you now?”

“Like… mostly sober?”

“But not completely?”

“Nnnnnnno.” Eddie sighed with a smile.

“Then this is where I must leave you m’lady.” Y/N smiled back.

“Who knew that the drug dealer would be the only decent guy at a party?” She quirked her head to the side, watching Eddie’s smile widen. Her head suddenly snapped back up right. “Wait here a sec.”

Eddie watched as she ran inside and came back a minute later with one of those cue cards for study notes. She handed it to him and he took it.

I.O.U

One kiss

To: Eddie Munson

From: Y/N L/N

This voucher is non refundable and non exchangeable. Expires never (but I’d like it if you used it sooner than later<3)

Eddie giggled to himself at the last line. “Thanks for tonight.” She said. “I had fun.”

“Me too.” He waved the voucher. “I’ll be sure to use this real soon.”

“Good. Goodnight Eddie.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He watched her walk back inside and close the door behind her. He found himself skipping back to his van. Sitting back down, he looked at the voucher again, focusing on the little heart at the bottom. He flipped it over to find a phone number on the back.

Call this number for any queries or complaints (or just if you just feel like chatting some more<3)

Eddie found his smile growing even wider as he started his van and began to head home.

He had the sudden urge to make a complaint. But perhaps he’ll wait until tomorrow.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #reader x Eddie Munson #stranger things x reader #stranger things season 4 #stranger things season four #stranger things

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Ningguang Birthday 2023

Happy birthday to Ningguang!! Not me being one day late to post my waifu's birthday fics once again but ugh exam season. Anyways, I combined all the scenarios shown in her birthday art, comic and mail this year for this fic so hope you guys like it! I will also be doing all Ningguang requests in my inbox today to celebrate her day! <3

Game: Genshin Impact

Characters: Ningguang x fem!reader

Type: Fluff

The Tianquan of Liyue was known for many things, her wealth surpassing all perhaps. The Tianquan of Liyue was known as many things; calculative, materialistic, intelligent among many more. Some would say she had no care for finite possessions for the mora she possessed was infinite; however, she had proved to all she was much more than the exquisite woman she appeared to be. She was Liyue's guiding star and protector, shining down on it as brightly as the Jades she possessed. Yet, a part of her was still unknown to many, not even her closest secretaries knew of it....

"Lady Ningguang, the Yuheng declined your invitation to play Liyue Millennial today." Baiwen informed her lady on one pleasant morning when the Tianquan was surprisingly free of her never-ending duties.

"Oh? Did she state the reason?" Ningguang questioned.

"She said she has some personal matters to attend to and cannot give so much time to the game."

"I see....And what about Captain Beidou? I heard the Crux is currently docked in Liyue."

"Oh, they left last night, Lady Ningguang. We did send the invitation to her but received no reply..."

"Hmph, as expected of her.....And what about the other invitees? I assume everyone denied as well."

"Y-Yes, Lady Ningguang...." Baiwen replied hesitantly.

"Hmm....I didn't expect that new card game to become so popular and make everyone enamored with it. Hehe, it can't be helped, I suppose. Chess mates are becoming hard to find, if only she was here...." Ningguang paused and stared into empty space before sighing, "Is there anything on my schedule today, Baiwen?"

"Yes, Ms Yun Jin asked you to witness her new show today at 1 pm, she also made arrangements for lunch. Everything else was moved to other days to give you time for yourself, milady."

"Hehe, how considerate of you. I understand then, you all are dismissed for the rest of the day as well."

"O-Oh, thank you very much, milady!" Baiwen bowed with a smile and exited Ningguang's office gleefully. Ningguang sighed and rested on her table while pondering deeply, "It has been like this for months now, till when will I keep playing on my own....? What's the point of a 2-person game if there is no partner? Hmph, I'm sure the excitement for that card game will fade away soon and Liyue Millennial will stand the test of time...."

Ningguang squinted her eyes and sat up then walked outside to the external platform of the Jade Chamber, gazing at the scenery in front of her. Her eyes wandered over to the distant sky adorned with fluffy clouds and she suddenly spotted a faint twinkling of a star.

"Heh~ To be able to spot the brightest star on a sunny morning like this....The higher you stand, the closer you are to the sky, after all."

A smile formed on her face as she observed the star before it was no longer visible due to the bright sun illuminating the sky.

"I wonder if I'll spot a shooting star tonight....It would be nice if our very own shooting star came here today but I suppose that's wishful thinking...."

She looked down at the city and decided to take a walk around until it was time for Yun Jin's show. She went through the market and asked for a few things but didn't buy any as there was no requirement and there was nothing new worth investing in. She then reached the venue for Yun Jin's play and watched the stage being set-up before Yun Jin walked out and began her performance.

"This is from the new piece I've been working on. What do you think, Tianquan Ningguang?" Yun Jin asked at the end of her performance.

"Wonderful. It hasn't been long since we last met but you've surpassed yourself once again, Yun Jin." Ningguang replied earnestly.

Yun Jin beamed a smile then moved her gaze to the other people in the audience and was caught by surprise for a moment spotting a familiar figure.

"What would you say?" Yun Jin questioned while looking at a person behind Ningguang.

"As Tianquan Ningguang said, it was really wonderful."

Ningguang's eyes widened hearing the all too familiar voice, she then slowly turned around to see none other than the shooting star she had wished to meet not so long ago.

"Y/n?"

You smiled, "It has been a while since we met, Lady Ningguang and Yun Jin."

Ningguang's heartbeat fastened for a moment before she composed herself and stood up while clearing her throat, "Pleasure to meet you again as well, Y/n. How has your journey been going?"

"It's been good so far. I was missing Liyue hence thought to visit..."

Ningguang smiled at your confession, "My~ Of course, you are always welcome here. Come, have a seat. We were about to order lunch."

You accepted Ningguang's proposal and sat on the table with her and Yun Jin as a feast was being served. Ningguang was not expecting to see you today of all days, she wondered what really was your reason to come. Was it a mere coincidence that you chose to come today of all days or was there something in your mind? However, she realized she didn't care for the reason.

When she sent invites out to her associates to play chess with her today, she had written one for you as well but refrained from sending it in the end. She knew you were more than enough capable of matching against her in Liyue Millennial, you had done it before. But she didn't know what was in your heart. Ningguang always liked being able to predict the next move of those around her, but you were the most uncertain piece on her board.

"What new region have you visited now, Y/n?"

"Oh, I went to Fontaine from Sumeru. I still have more things to do there but I had to do a few errands at Mondstadt recently then decided to come here too to meet everyone...."

"Hehe~ And here I thought your annual trip to Liyue would always be for Lantern Rite. You surprised me yet again~"

You chuckled softly and continued eating until bidding farewell to Yun Jin and being in the marketplace together with Ningguang.

"Well, I suppose you have to meet your other friends now, Y/n. It was good to see you again and I hope your future travels are as pleasant as ever." Ningguang spoke with courtesy before turning around to walk away but you stopped her.

"U-Uh, Lady Ningguang, if you aren't busy then may I take some more of your time? I wanted to say a few things...."

"Oh? Well, it's your lucky day then as my schedule is free. Come, walk with me. However, there is one condition~"

"W-What might it be....?"

Ningguang sensed your nervousness and chuckled before walking up to you and leaning close to your face, "You will not call me 'Lady Ningguang' for the rest of the day~"

You blushed seeing her up close and nodded, "I understand...."

Ningguang smiled and proceeded to walk and you accompanied her, you looked around the bustling marketplace and tried to start a conversation but were unable to. Ningguang was ethereal in your eyes and you'd always get slightly nervous around her as you didn't want to disappoint her in any way. You knew she held you in high regard and you wanted to maintain that impression.

"Well? What might it be that you wish to converse with me? Are you facing some kind of financial problems? Or perhaps you need help in some kind of business-related commission?"

"N-No, none of that....Well, I am running short on Mora recently but I wouldn't come to you for that."

"Why not? I'd be more than happy to assist you. Of course, I wouldn't just hand you a bag of mora but I can get you sufficient work that pays well. With your skills and caliber, there are a number of high paying jobs suitable for your needs and many would be more than willing to hire you just from hearing your name."

"Haha, I see....I'll keep it in mind for the future."

"Well? You haven't answered my question."

Ningguang stopped walking and turned to face you, slowly becoming suspicious now.

"A-Ah, it was actua—"

"Oh, if it isn't Y/n. How are you doing recently?" a familiar voice called out to you and you turned around to see none other than Keqing waving at you.

"Keqing, long time no see. I'm fine, what about you?"

"I'm the same as ever. I see you already met Ningguang. So, what brings you to Liyue?"

"Nothing much, just thought to meet everyone."

"Haha, that's great. Now that you are here, want to have a duel with me? I recently updated my deck~"

"Oh, right now? You don't have any work to do....?"

"Hah~ The next appointment isn't until 2 hours, I went around asking others if they are up for a match but everyone was already engaged in another and I haven't found any opponent...."

Keqing briefly paused and glanced at Ningguang, "....and a few others don't like playing it anyways."

"I-I see....Well, I don't really have any work right now so—"

"Oh, that's perfect then! Come, there are a few empty tables at Yangshang Teahouse."

You hesitated to reply then looked over at Ningguang, "....Would you like to come along, Ningguang?"

"Oh, don't bother with Ningguang. Genius Invocation TCG is too low for her status~"

"I see..."

Ningguang squinted her eyes at Keqing's remark then glanced at you and saw a pleading look on your face, seemingly indicating that you wanted her to come along. She didn't understand it, why were you so eager to have her there? You could have just left her and went about your merry way.

"As it happens, I'm rather interested in seeing a duel between our Yuheng and the esteemed Hero of Liyue~"

Ningguang mused with a smirk and Keqing sighed then the 3 of you made your way over to Yangshang Teahouse and settled on a faraway table before taking out your decks and setting up a duel. Ningguang noticed that your deck revolved around her card, she was the main damage dealer and all your supports were tailor-made for her. While she felt proud that you had invested in her card, she knew Keqing was quite formidable and her deck was rather advantageous against yours. Still, she was betting on you to win nonetheless.

The game gradually became more heated as none of you were backing down, even attracting a crowd of on-lookers to the interesting match. Both of you had lost one card each and were close to reaching round 5, Ningguang had already figured out Keqing's strategy by observing her play so far but she was quite stunned by you. She actually couldn't figure out what your play was, she thought of many options seeing your cards but you'd always make an unexpected move and prove her wrong.

"Oi, Lady Yuheng is actually being cornered....Haha, as expected of Liyue's hero!" someone chimed from the crowd, eliciting more similar remarks all around. Ningguang chuckled looking at you, "Always so interesting....If only you showed such keen interest in Liyue Millennial too."

The match finally came to and end as you defeated another card of Keqing and she decided to forfeit as she knew she can't make a comeback with her remaining card. You emerged victorius with a resounding applause from the crowd and appreciation for a good game from Keqing.

"Well played indeed, Y/n. I didn't know you are such a good player in this as well." Ningguang remarked.

"I have played many matches going all around Sumeru, Inazuma and Mondstadt by now. But you flatter me, Ningguang, I still have room for improvement."

"Hehe, that's good to hear. The game has been very popular all over Teyvat, no wonder you were dragged into it as well."

"....Is it true you aren't a fan of it as Keqing said?"

"Well, I wouldn't say that.....I simply find it too simplistic for my tastes. I did enjoy it in the beginning but I don't see myself continuing in the long term, I'd much rather spend time on my chess."

You looked at her with a smile and nodded in understanding when a few more people approached you inviting you to duel with them. You felt overwhelmed with the crowd gathered around you and noticed Ningguang had walked away to give them space. You politely declined everyone saying you had other commitments and caught up with Ningguang.

"N-Ningguang, wait! There was something I wanted to say!"

Ningguang stopped and turned around to look at you when you saw a surprising expression on her face. You didn't ever imagine you'd see the Tianquan of Liyue making this kind of expression; full of loneliness and sadness....

"Ningguang, what's wrong....?"

"Hm? Whatever you might mean, Y/n?" she feigned innocence, swiftly changing her expression back to normal. You knew she was hiding something. You looked up at the sky and saw the sun was slowly setting, the light still spread in the sky but you couldn't wait any longer.

"Ningguang, is it okay if we go to the Jade Chamber? It'll give the best view."

"Best view for what?"

You smiled, "You'll see. Just trust me, will you?"

You extended your hand to her and she hesitated for a moment then took it and you both walked to Yujing Terrace to ascend to the Jade Chamber. By the time you reached, the sky had darkened further which was good news for you. Ningguang was about to take you inside as usual but you stopped her on the external platform and asked her to watch you. Ningguang waited in anticipation and mystery, she had absolutely no idea what you were going to do.

You looked up at the sky and saw stars appearing then took out a launch tube and placed it on the ground before turning around and facing Ningguang. Her heartbeat suddenly fastened as excitement engulfed her thinking of the possibilities of what was going to happen. You then took a deep breath and launched a firework in the sky which burst into a brilliant crimson light illuminating the words- 'Happy Birthday Ningguang'

Ningguang's eyes widened reading the words, did you have this planned all this time? Was this your main reason for coming to Liyue? More fireworks were released in the following minutes, all containing different drawing and words that described her, or at least described her as you thought her to be- beautiful, kind, selfless, elegant, compassionate and many more. She was truly taken aback, it felt like the whole sky belonged to her and was wishing her on her special day. Her surroundings were nothing but the brilliance of these fireworks that you created.

"Ningguang." your sudden voice reached her ears and she moved her gaze towards you. You smiled at her and said, "Happy birthday." A firework burst behind you at the same time with the words, 'I love you' and she was the most surprised now. How were you always capable of catching her off guard was beyond her. Nobody could do this to her, yet here you were. Her heart was beating faster than ever, the fireworks ended long ago but the thumping of her chest still resounded in her whole body.

At last, she calmed down and regained her demeanour with a smile on her face, "Thank you very much, dear Y/n. This was magnificent and that in the end....was that true? Did you mean it?"

You smiled and nodded, "It is....everything was true. Each and every word was from the bottom of my heart, it is what I have felt for you ever since we first met...."

Ningguang smiled as well, "....Was this your real purpose for coming here today?"

"It was....I just wanted to celebrate your birthday. I know this isn't much but—"

"Don't say that. I don't care how much it was, it's the thought and effort that counts and I'm feeling blessed that you did this for me...."

Ningguang walked closer to you and suddenly embraced you, "I love you too, Y/n. Thank you very much for this."

Your eyes widened and you slowly wrapped your arms around her body, "I-It wasn't much...."

Ningguang chuckled, "Would you believe me if I said I had wished to meet you today?"

"What...?"

Ningguang released the hug then looked at the stars in the sky around you, "I wished to see a shooting star today and was reminded of you since you also came in this world as a shooting star, after all. Hehe, it seems I ended up wishing to a shooting star indeed and the Archons heard my wish."

You blushed hearing her words, "I-I see....By the way, the sky is really beautiful from here. The stars seem so close...."

"Mhm, the higher you stand the closer you are to the sky. I did build this Jade Chamber to be the guiding star of Liyue, it is only rightful I should be among them."

You gazed at her as she looked at the stars then were reminded of her expression from earlier, "....Doesn't it get lonely at the top?"

Ningguang was caught by surprise at your words and looked at you in surprise, but by now she had gotten used to your unpredictable nature and simply smiled.

"Well then, wouldn't you stand by my side being Teyvat's very own star?~"

You blushed, "It would be my honor...."

You gazed at each other with a smile and you felt intoxicated, bewitched by her. The night sky around you adorned with stars emphasized Ningguang's beauty even more, her own self twinkling with them. You released your arms from around her and stepped back then took out a Kamera and pointed at her.

"Oh, you would like to capture this moment for me?"

"Yes, I still have some fireworks left too."

"A lovely suggestion. I heard that many people in Fontaine take pictures to celebrate their birthdays nowadays."

"Yes, it is quite crazy over there when it comes to technology...."

You giggled and set up another launch tube by the time Ningguang chose a spot, you then took out 2 Kameras and alternated between them in taking photos of Ningguang with the stars and fireworks.

"My, I didn't think you would have such a collection of different Kameras. It seems you are quite potent when it comes to photography~"

You smiled then finished clicking the pictures and showed to her, "These are really well taken. I'll keep some of them and you'll keep some too, right?~"

"Yes, I'd love to...."

You said in a daze as you watched her stand beside you and happily look at the photos.

"O-Oh, is there something you'd like to do? We still have time left until the day is over, I feel bad that we barely did anything worth a celebration."

Ningguang smiled softly and caressed your cheek, "You made the day special enough for me by coming here and doing all this. But still, if you insist, I do have something in mind~"

She held your hand and pulled you inside the Jade Chamber, taking you downstairs to her office where you saw a game of Liyue Millennial was laid out on the table.

"Did you play with someone today?"

"Oh....well, I invited a few people but everyone refused giving one excuse or the other. Keqing even had the audacity to say she personal matters to attend to then was happily playing that card game with you."

She sighed bitterly and you remembered her distaste for TCG then spoke, "Are you having trouble finding chess mates nowadays due to TCG?"

"....Yes, that is true. Everyone is quite enamored with it; I even got some complaints saying that chess is too difficult and stressful and that I should simplify its rules."

"I see, that's unfortunate....I would love to play with you from now on. Truth be told, I have gotten quite bored of TCG having played it so much. Not to mention, playing chess with you is an incomparable experience...."

Ningguang blushed at your sudden compliments, "My. You never fail to impress me, give that sweet tongue of yours a rest for some time, would you?~"

"I-I'm sorry but I was just saying the truth...."

"Hehe, well then, would you care to indulge me with a game now?"

"Of course, as you say."

The two of you sat on opposite sides of the table and took out chess pieces to arrange on both of your sides, the rest of the game hadwho already been set hence making it easier and faster to start.

"Hmm, would you mind if we make the game slightly different than usual?" Ningguang suggested.

"Not at all. What shall we do?"

"Every time one of us loses a piece, the other gets to ask a question or order them to do something. How does that sound?~"

You suddenly became nervous of Ningguang's mischievous suggestion accompanied by the smirk on her face, "Uh, are there some things we can't ask or do?"

"Well, I'm open to everything. But if you want to keep some boundaries then I will abide."

You pondered for a moment and thought of certain possibilities causing you to become slightly flustered then nodded, "Okay, I'm fine with everything too."

Ningguang's smirk widened, she knew what was going on in your mind and she would be lying if she said she wasn't thinking the same things. She let you take the first move and you finally began playing, an interesting and heated game of Liyue Millennial ensuing.

"My~ Rarely anyone can match up to me this way and keep me entertained, I knew I was right about her..." Ningguang pondered with a smile.

The game went on for some time until you finally lost your first piece, and the first ever piece in the whole game hence giving Ningguang the first chance to ask something.

"Hmm....well, I'll give an easy one since it's the first loss. Have you had your first kiss yet?"

Your eyes widened in shock, "T-This is easy?!"

You looked at Ningguang's playful expression then replied with a slight blush, "N-No, I haven't...."

Ningguang chuckled in amusement and squinted her eyes looking at you, subconsciously licking her lips then continuing the game. Next was your turn to ask her something as she lost her first piece.

"Um, have you dated anyone before me....?"

"I was confessed to and even offered marriage proposals but I refused all. So, you are my first— in everything~"

You knew what Ningguang implied by that, and you truly hoped it would come true. The game continued more and you continued asking each other questions, some rather intimate but nothing overbearing. Ningguang was winning hence got more chances to tease and fluster you from her questions, also enabling her to know more about your likes and dislikes.

"Hmm, let's change the direction of the questions now. This time, I ask you to take off your shirt~"

"H-Huh?! That's a huge jump all of a sudden!"

Ningguang smirked, "Let me rephrase it then. I order you to take off your shirt~"

You were further shocked and tried to protest but she was unhinged, "Don't forget you agreed to everything, dear Y/n. I don't take lightly to people going back on their words~"

You gulped and eventually nodded then proceeded to slide off your shirt and keep it aside, sitting in front of the Tianquan in just your bra and pants now. Her gaze trailed all over your exposed body, cunningly observing your features as if they were an intricate design carved by the finest of hands. The game then continued and you finally got your chance to make her do something too.

"Uh....t-take off your dress....."

You gathered all your courage to say that, earning a short chuckle from Ningguang who expected this, "How bold of you, dear Y/n~"

"I-It's only fair, right?"

"Hehe, you are correct...." Ningguang stood up and proceeded to untie the strings of her dress, you intently watched her remove her accessories starting from the fur around her neck, down to her finger claws then finally slide down her qipao and standing in her black lace lingerie. Your face heated up as your eyes subconsciously took in her features, her perfect curves and breasts all in front of you to feast on.

"You are staring a bit too much, dear Y/n. Hold in your urges until later tonight, will you?~"

"I-I don't have any urges!" you exclaimed bashfully and looked away while she sat down at her place with a giggle, "How adorable you are...makes me want to have my way with you right here~"

The atmosphere between you two grew tense as the game continued, you were struggling to keep your eyes off Ningguang's body while she was enjoying this little game too much. She was much swifter in stealing glances at you and made it seem she was focused on the game rather that the immoral thoughts she was having.

"The next order I have for you is...." Ningguang trailed off and stood up from her seat then walked towards you, your heartbeat fastening as she came closer. She then straddled your lap facing you and wrapped her arms around your neck, your heart skipping a beat at her action.

"....Kiss me~"

Her thumb brushed across your lower lip and you put your hands on her waist to pull her closer as she leaned in and connected your lips together. Her soft and moist lips gently cuddled with yours, a blissful feeling spreading in your body at the contact. She was everything you needed, only you knew how much you had held back all this time to hold and feel her this way. Without much thinking, you grabbed her tighter and suddenly pushed her to the table making her lie lean on it while you kissed her passionately.

Surprised by your sudden rough movements, she wrapped her legs around your waist and pulled you down to kiss you deeper. Your tongues entangled in a heated manner, heavily breathing into each other's scents. She moaned into the kiss as she felt you rub against her abdomen, her nails digging into your back as you went down to kiss her neck. Your hand slid towards her thigh and caressed her dragon tattoo, a low chuckle leaving her lips sending vibrations in you.

"And here I thought the Hero of Liyue was much more restrained. You knocked off all my pieces in one go, it seems I'm obliged to follow all your orders now~"

You blushed then grinned, "Well, I did knock out my own pieces too so that makes us equal and considering you were already winning earlier...."

Ningguang continued, "....I'm the true winner and get to order you once again? Is that what you want?~"

"If that's what you want to give me as my return gift, I'll gladly accept it~"

"Haha~ A return gift, you say? And here I thought you still had more gifts to give me~"

"You still want more, Tianquan Ningguang? You do realize you'd have to give a fair amount of return gifts then?~"

"And you think I cannot afford that?~"

Ningguang smirked wider and you smiled then snuggled into the crook of her neck, "What do you want me to do, Tianquan Ningguang?~"

"Stay with me on this lonely night and many more lonely nights to come. Be the star that shines beside me and never leaves me alone"

You leaned up and looked into her eyes, "I accept the contract, my Tianquan."

You smiled at each other and passionately kissed once again, her legs tightened around you and you lifted her off the table to carry her to her room and lay her on the bed. The Tianquan spent the night together entangled with her lover, she no longer felt lonely being at the top of the world and knew you would always be by her side in any and everything. She looked into her mirror next morning after a passionate and lustful night and caressed the marks left by you on her neck. Of course, she had to get you back for it. No wonder you were given strange looks by people as you left the Jade Chamber later with a red kiss mark adorning your cheek that she so discreetly made as a goodbye kiss.

#happy birthday ningguang #genshin impact #genshin women #genshin fluff #ningguang #ningguang x reader #genshin ningguang #ningguang x you

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currentfandomkick · 8 months

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Fan concept to incorporate however you want:

In comics i’m pretty sure there’s a lazarus pit in the batcave, and others in gotham. A high concentration of lazarus water per square foot. Add to that gotham’s various contaminated waters from various toxins and gases on top of usual run offs, and there’s a high chance everyone in gotham is contaminated by all of this.

Add in the popular head cannons and partial fanon of lazarus water = (in some form) contaminated or corrupted watery ectoplasm.

And if we go ecto contaminated enough = liminal…

Then gotham city is full of liminals, the most notorious being a handful revenants with questionable cores (Solomon Grundy and Red Hood off the top of my head), with Damian’s Robin a liminal bordering on halfa if you go the ‘raised next to and put in the Pitts’ route.

Hell if you want, most of the Batfam can be partially ecto contaminated if not liminal (minus Duke, i feel like he’s the only starting to) but no one notices because its gradual and they assume its side effects from the 10,000 + polluntants in gotham.

You can have anyone from Amity Park enter Gotham and go ‘huh, edgy aesthetic Amity.’ Then go ‘oh, sick liminal… which dork back home knows how to fix this?’

If you want Tucker can be sending Sam updates on Gotham’s liminals (including Rogues) which Sam is helping the ecto terrorist (League of Assassins in a lot of older portrayals) and Danny vibing working for (DC bigshot or group of your choice) as an engineer who says he’s bad at coding when no one has broken his code yet as ‘its standard back home’ and baffles his employer

Dani can see Gotham and just. Vibe as a feral child who tries to help the other sick liminals with mixed results. I say let Harley snag her as her sidekick during her anti-villian days.

Jazz can be attending university and has to explain drinking filtered ecto to her dorm, only for a lot of them to start managing things better emotionally and combat wise, but now have the urge to Kick Ass as a way to Make Friends. Batfam investigate her a s a cult leader when really all she’s doing is using a clean ecto filter and teaching her classmates to do the same. Even teaches them how to make them thanks to Danny breaking down his rigs to her and leaving her repair instructions in case hers breaks early.

If you go baby Ghost King Danny, he can find out about Gotham and do a ‘oh, a fucked up version of Amity Park. Neat!’ see the Joker and go ‘Fuck this guy,’ and appear by pulling Joker into the ghost realm for his trial with a note that reads “sorry for missing another Liminal City. I’ll do better as king and handle those breaking Ghost Ettiquette myself. My bad. Still new to the ‘King of the Infinite Realms and all bonded to it. So liminals fall in, didn’t think there were more besides Amity. A branch of the Council of Observers will be sent to evaluate which liminals are sick, which are dealing with unsustainable or harmful obsessions, which liminals need relocation to handle their obsession in a better suited environment, and which ones are uneducated on liminal health.

Don’t worry, I stole some time to make sure i did all the paperwork before taking this guy. He’s the type of ecto entity who consumes attention, fear, and souls, which is Pretty Bad and that last one is an auto-execution. So i should manage the normal ‘visiting of the realms and introduction to’ spiel after we can make sure you won’t be in danger from ghosts that forget mortals dont shrug off being dropped off a few cliffs and having a two ton rock dropped on them. I may send some ambassadors from Amity to help you adjust since it was a pain for us too. Fyi if anyone tries summoning the Ghost King and expects Pariah, i win by conquest ten years ago and only JUST got to looking into liminal areas. With cheating by stealing time. If you have any questions, look up the Manson family, Amity Park, Ohio. Sam can explain better than me, and her parents somehow ended up on the mortal side counsel.

#dpxdc #long post #dp x dc #danny phantom #gotham is limina #liminal gotham #fic prompt

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vulnonapixes-dc-corner · 3 months

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I know that Genderbending isn't a real thing anymore, but I thought it would be fun!

Tim is my favorite batbro, so I started with him.

I chose the name Dorothy since it has the same ending as Timothy and a similar meaning. Other favorites were Tiffany and Theodora.

(Timothy: Gods Honor

Dorothy: God's Gift

Tiffany: Manifestation of God

Theodora: God's Gift)

As for her story/Timeline, I decided to throw a few things from Canon and Fanon together.

Her first memory was of her going to the circus when she was 4. Her parents had just come home from a business trip and wanted to spend some quality time with her. There she met Fanny (Female Dick) and saw the incident that killed Fanny's Parents.

She spent a few years in therapy after that.

Her hyper fixation with Batman and Robin when she was 6 after one of her live-in Nanny told her about them saving her from a robbery.

She just wanted to thank them.

At 9 years old she realized that Batman and Robin were her neighbors Bruce Wayne and Franziska Grayson.

This realization also started her career as a Baby stalker.

(The only reason why she was able to sneak out every night was because she played the role of the good and gentle rule-following Daughter to her Caretakers.)

She was 13 when she blackmailed Bruce into taking her as Robin after Jennifer (female Jason) died and Fanny wouldn't come back to Gotham.

Their relationship was rocky and cold in the beginning till Live decided to fuck her over.

At age 14 she had been captured and tortured by the Joker for a few weeks, resulting in her becoming Joker jr for months.

She only snapped out of it after her mother died and her dad went into a coma.

Despite popular belief and the fact that they spent most of their time aboard, she was close to them.

Daily phone calls and the writing of letters were their way of communication.

The Titans Tower incident happened when she was 15. (Her time as Titan started with her time as Robin)

At age 16 Lilith (female Damian) appeared and Bruce died. She became Red Robin and went on a wild goose chase to bring him back.

She laid down the mantle of the red robin and became crow after accepting Lilith as her family member/as robin.

Now to her relationship with the batfam:

Alfred: doting grandad vs granddaughter who has no sense of time and keeps on forgetting to visit.

Bruce: she still sees him as her boss, whilst he is the most parental girl dad to her.

Fanny: still looks up to her despite the feeling of hurt she still feels about her actions. Fanny just loves her little sister a lot but doesn't know how to apologize.

Barbara; she was her first celebrity crush and still adores her. Barbara enjoys spending time with her and they bonded over the whole "Joker ruined my life" thing.

Jennifer: they are surprisingly good. Dorothy used to look up at her and saw her as "her Robin". Jennifer apologized and all but begged for forgiveness after she broke out of the Pit madness.

Stephanie: Exes turned best friends. Their dating was just a try to name the close relationship that they had.

Cass: they are platonic soulmates. Twins from different parents.

Dara (female Duke): She sees her as the little sister that she always wanted. Dara wants to study her /jk. They often talk about comics and video games.

Lilith: She pittys her after having to deal with the league herself and tries to help her. Lilith hates that but has some respect for her after she brought her father home.

#tim drake #timothy drake #batman #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #babara gordon #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #batfam #batfamily #duke thomas #Genderbending #headcanon

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jadedrrose · 11 months

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Hello dear, I hope I'm doing this right, it's my first request. I also read your rules, so I'm really sorry if I forgot something, pls tell me then 🙈 If it's too specific or you are uncomfortable with something, pls write as you like and are comfortable with it. It should be fun for you and not exhausting. Thank you very much in advance 🥰🩷💗

Can I request a (AU )scenario where Law and reader know each other because they share the same course of studies (in medical field) only that Law almost finished and reader just started, so he really helps reader out a lot and studies with her because he secretly likes her and wants her to be successful and knows how hard it is. Reader and Law share the same age, she just started later.

Poorly Executed Study Session

The way you were so right… this was VERY fun to write, and I kinda got carried away with making it more suggestive lol. Thank you sm for the request!!!

Warnings: fem reader, sexually suggestive comments and implications, but nothing happens. Also note I’m literally skipping college (no money lol) so this is all loosely based on what my friends have told me… so I hope it’s realistic lol 💀

The tall man with tattoos and a darker fashion sense always intrigued you whenever you’d see him passing by on the campus.

Most of the medical students you’d seen up until then had fit stereotypes; “normal” girls that had certainly fallen into the popular group of high schoolers, your average “good values” family men who were certain to become the most average, do the bare minimum husbands. They all had that specific look about them, but there were still the “nerds” amongst the students. But then there was him.

You’d figured out his name was Law, through some low-stooping investigating (you really wanted to know, okay?!). He was in his final year of studying to become a surgeon, though he was the same age as you. That alone was impressive, but physically, he was entirely stunning.

His dark, unruly hair, the many tattoos you’d caught glimpses of, the double piercings on each ear, down to the goatee. He looked like a bad boy, but from what you could tell, he was nothing short of your dream man- a quiet, nice guy… with a good fashion sense.

Months went by before you’d ever spoken to him. You’d been studying in the library, very late into the night. There was an exam early the next day, and you started to panic as the hours grew later and you still felt stuck. That was until your emo Prince Charming had come to save you.

Law was in the library, searching for some sort of comic book, which you’d figured out based on how he’d emerged from that section with a few volumes in hand. He’d noticed you, approaching you to presumably help out. You must’ve seemed incredibly stressed out.

You’d noticed how he poorly hid the comics behind him, before standing beside where you sat. “You appear stressed,” he stated. “Need help?”

Honestly, it had taken you rather too long to respond to him, as you were utterly infatuated, frozen in place, staring at him. “H-huh? Oh, yeah…”

Law took a seat beside you, sliding your notebook away from you and looking it over. He asked you a few questions before helping you with the particular issue you were having, and before you knew it…. That had become a weekly thing.

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It progressed into Law coming over to your apartment or you going to his, which happened less often, due to his… obnoxious roommates. The first couple times he’d hung out with you, they had tortured him all evening afterwards, interrogating him to no end over what exactly their “nerdy virgin” Law was doing with a “girl like that” so late into the day.

And of course they quickly figured out that even if the two of you were just studying together, Law indeed had feelings for you. He knew he’d choke on his words and his ears would go red whenever they’d tease him. It was especially bad when they tried to suggest more sexual things, throwing many innuendos at Law just so that his face would become flushed and then he’d be their joke of the evening.

As time progressed, Law found it harder and harder to be around you without thinking about all those things his friends had said, and tonight, it was particularly difficult…

After all, who would be able to face their crush so easily after having a wet dream about them?

—

It was eight-o’-clock at night, and you were currently leaving Law’s apartment building, him by your side, actually. The two of you had attempted to study there, but his friends, Shachi and Penguin, simply couldn’t leave the two of you alone, dropping in his room randomly to bother you two about when you’d finally get together, or say things like “so when’s the wedding, Law?!”. Law had yelled at them for a moment before asking to go to your apartment.

He opened the door to his car for you before walking around to the driver’s side and getting in. “I’m sorry about them,” he apologized. “They just can’t get over me having a girlfrie- friend who happens to be a girl!” He hastily added the last part, his face becoming red.

You found it adorable, but couldn’t speak on it. The last thing you wanted was for Law to figure out you had feelings for him, when he clearly wanted to focus on nothing but becoming a surgeon. You’d only get in his way.

“It’s alright,” you decided to say, “my friends are the same way, they just don’t live with me and don’t get as many chances to be asses about it.”

Law let out a chuckle before starting to drive out of the parking lot, starting the short journey over to your apartment. You lived within walking distance of him, but Law really didn’t feel like walking after a long day.

“I just wanna see you be successful, y/n-ya. I don’t need any weirdos getting in your way.” He told you, referring to Shachi and Penguin.

The two of you quickly arrived at your apartment complex, getting inside with haste as it had started to rain during the ride over.

As you locked the door behind you, you let out a groan of annoyance as now all your papers were wet. “Dammit,” you cursed, before turning to Law, who was soaked. “Sorry… you can dry off in the bathroom, there’s extra towels… though I don’t have any clothes for you…”

“Don’t worry about it,” Law brushed off your concerns. “I’ll figure it out.”

You nodded, turning to go set your things down. “I guess we’ll have to leave pairs of clothing at each other’s place in the future, huh?”

Law nervously chuckled at that, but you assumed you’d misheard it that way. There was no way he was flustered by that.

—

Studying with you became even more difficult now, given the circumstances. Due to the rain, Law had to toss his tee shirt into your bathtub and blow dry his jeans before coming out of your bathroom. You’d changed into a cropped tank top and sweatpants, hair up in a ponytail as you sat at the table.

You’d been rewriting your notes when Law sat beside you. Your eyes flashed over to him for a second, before you froze in spot, side-eyeing his shirtless upper body not-so-discreetly.

That only made Law’s circumstances worse. First the dream about you, now the way you could keep your damn eyes off of him? You had him feeling sick, making him entirely too nervous as it dawned on him that you were bothered by his halfway unclothed body.

“Uh, so… I rewrote everything… I think we were… here?” You asked, pointing at the spot in your textbook with your pen.

Law nodded, biting down on his lip as he looked over at you. Your tank top was thin and didn’t hide much. He couldn’t look at the notes sitting in front of you without looking at your chest, too. “Mhm… so, what I was saying earlier, was…”

He began trying to explain whatever it had been to you, but things weren’t going his way, or your way either. The both of you were becoming too distracted by each other, making this study session quickly fail.

Law hadn’t even noticed his hand gripping his thigh underneath the table, how he suddenly felt hot and feverish, or how there was a certain tightness in his jeans…

You kept stuttering, forgetting things he’d told you minutes prior, and just overall not paying attention as your mind clearly went elsewhere. You’d been biting on the pen, a habit Law found terrible except for when you did it. It only drove him crazy further, intensifying his need for you.

Eventually… you both gave up on studying altogether. You’d tried reciting things to Law, but he wasn’t listening. He was too focused on the way your lips moved, or how you anxiously shifted in your seat, still taking (not so) secret glances as his toned and tattooed chest.

“And, th-then, there’s the,” you gulped, desperately trying to remember the next part. But you couldn’t. All you could do was think about Law. “The… Law, fuck, I need you…” you desperately whined, letting your head fall into your notes on the table. You hadn’t meant to say it, but you couldn’t do or think of anything else at the moment. Just your body’s overwhelming need for him.

Law let out a hitched breath, tensing up beside you. You felt his hand on the side of your head, as it started rubbing through your ponytail. “Shit, y/n. Should’ve just said so two hours ago,” he breathed out.

At his sign of reciprocating your feelings, your head shot away from the table and your hands flew to his bare shoulders, holding onto him.

In an unspoken request, Law accepted it and brought you closer to him, letting his lips connect with yours. He let the hand that had been on his leg move to hold your waist, the other one still on your head. The kiss was awkward at first, clearly something neither of you had done before. But it was intoxicating, both of your bodies silently begging for more. You deepened the kiss, letting one of your hands move into Law’s messy black hair, gently tugging at it as you whimpered into his mouth.

As soon as it had started, Law pulled away for air, the saliva exchanged between you two stringing together as your mouths hang open, panting in sync.

“What… do you think about,” Law huffed, licking his lips. “We continue studying… tomorrow?” He suggested.

Deciding your actions would speak louder than words, you smashed your face back into his, kissing him with need in a silent “yes”.

#trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law x y/n #trafalgar law x you #law x reader #law x female reader #law x you #law x y/n #trafalgar d water law x you #trafalgar d water law x reader #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar d law x reader #one piece x reader #one piece x female reader

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sethnakht · 1 year

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there's an au in my head where vader shows up at jabba's palace before luke but after leia's capture on a tip call from boba fett. leia, captive on jabba's throne, senses his arrival well before she sees him; watching his descent into the throne room, she regrets conjuring the spectre of "powerful friends" to scare jabba. vader has strangled several guards by this point; jabba doesn't care; he receives vader as though they were old business partners, without a translator. vader interrupts jabba in the middle of a self-congratulatory overture - jabba is harboring the leader of the rebel alliance, he says, pointing at leia, and must surrender her immediately. this escalates; jabba offers han instead, vader counters that jabba will relinquish the princess or die, jabba reaches for the controls to his rancor pit, leia averts her eyes, unwilling to key vader into the trapdoor beneath his feet, and suddenly vader is gone and she and the whole throne retinue are sliding, lurching, falling; they're the ones in the pit, and when she looks up, she sees vader staring down at them with an ignited lightsaber, surrounded by poorly aimed blaster fire. she looks away just as he begins to deflect it.

vader has decided to pay boba and lure luke and punish jabba all at once; he leapt over the throne and pushed its occupants with the force, pickled frogs and leia included, into the rancor pit. he still fully intends that leia be made his prisoner - he doesn't want to kill his best line to luke - he simply assumes that since she's survived him, she can survive anything. as it happens, leia does escape the rancor because it feasts on the stunned jabba first, breaking the chain that connected her to him; dodging the panicking attendants, who also end up eaten or mauled, she finds the pit entrance and secures herself by bringing down the threshold gate. if vader's right about leia, though, he's wrong here about luke, who isn't provoked into appearing. becoming impatient - having slaughtered every guard who hasn't fled - vader deprives artoo of luke's hidden saber and decides to draw luke to him where he cannot fail to appear. stuck between gates in the dungeon, leia shrieks and missteps, slicing open her boot and her foot on a misplaced axe; vader has materialized silently, like a shadow that shouldn't be in the desert. he's in a foul mood; ignoring her limp, he pulls her out by the chain still attached to her neck (because he's petty and hasn't forgotten her comment about his 'leash') all the way to his private ship (the nubian j-type that symbolizes and effected his removal from tatooine, the ship he has in the comics). with usual bumbling luck (let's say his restraining bolt no longer works because jabba is dead), threepio trails them and ends up boarding too, commenting blithely about the ship's royal trappings.

well aware luke is on tatooine, vader doesn't leave the planet; flying in a way that leia first thinks is just intended to keep her off-balance, he heads for the lars homestead. lashed to the co-pilot's seat and without a sense of their direction, leia looks at featureless sand and can't help but call up the map in her mind to where obi-wan would have lived. it's popular fanon that vader can't read leia's mind owing to natural mental shields; I could see exploring an alternative where he can sense her strong emotions, where he does swoop in and catch the fish swimming right at the surface - only that what he catches is what she's chosen to sacrifice, or what she sees no reason to hide. what to him is a prize is to her an acceptable loss. so maybe in this au, there's this history between them: on the death star, she'd given up that obi-wan was part of her mission, anticipating that he'd be on alderaan and out of reach, while protecting the location of the rebel base; maybe that's why she survived her interrogation, because vader had gone so distracted with the bait that he'd lost interest in the fish. point being, vader is well aware that she's thinking about obi-wan right at this moment, and leia is chilled to realize, just from the quality of his silence, that she knows that he knows.

but this soon doesn't matter, because she realizes they're being pursued by what's left of jabba's guard and the millenium falcon. vader is possibly an even crazier pilot in atmosphere than in space, performing stomach-turning stunts like killing the ship's engines and going into a freefall dive to get each attacker but the more distant falcon to destroy itself; the falcon he shakes off by heading straight into a massive sandstorm. droid-like as he is, leia realizes he doesn't rely on the ship's instruments when the storm causes half to fail and they still make it past flying debris. after landing, vader orders leia to put on a flightsuit and helmet before they exit into the storm, lest she take unnecessary further damage. freeing herself of the mask the moment they're in an enclosed part of the homestead - which required passing through a courtyard open to the hostile elements - leia is first surprised by vader's choice of an abandoned hovel, then concerned when threepio reveals where they are. the more details threepio spills (the more the limits of his memory banks are revealed to vader), the more uneasy leia becomes. luke's family died because of the empire. but they'd still be alive, she can't help but think, had she not sent the death star plans to this planet. perhaps enjoying this dark turn to her thoughts, vader doesn't interrupt the flow of commentary. evidently unfazed by his own role in murdering luke's family, he prowls through their home as though it were his own castle. leia can imagine he's designing a trap for luke. silently, she implores him to stay away.

luke doesn't come. a massive piece of farming equipment, left unmaintained for too long and violently unmoored by the storm, smashes into vader's ship, taking out an engine. bounty hunters hired by angry hutts try to finish the job; vader kills them, but not before they've set his ship on fire. and vader starts to go slightly more mad than usual; the tatooine sand in his suit and smoke preventing use of his ship's hyperbaric chamber and luke's refusal to acknowledge his psychic pleading/threats and threepio's obviously mindwiped chatter and leia's scorching presence, her immense grief and scorn, her way of judging without having to speak a word - it all warps, and blurs, as he paces like the suit is cooking him from inside, and touches the wall disjointedly, and makes sudden disappearances to repair his ship with cheap moisturizer parts. for her part, leia is judging. she knows why vader wants her alive, and she's angry to be used again as bait, to say the least. and she's also judging her own chances: she's not eaten, not had access to water, she's lost a good deal of blood, her foot is bandaged with dirty cloth, and luke's lightsaber is hanging from vader's belt, tantalizingly near.

she tries to goad vader, to distract him from his ship repairs and the trap he's creating and the second lightsaber on his belt. he's become predictable, and luke won't come. she has no reason to hide her love for luke, so when vader lashes out mentally - jealously pilfering surface impressions of luke from her mind - he can remain blind to her intentions. only vader is paying real attention to her now that he's gotten to taste those memories, she's fed a hunger she hadn't known could devour, and she understands that he's draining her, taking from her, that she's shriveling up from thirst and regret and this connection. he's seeing her value as for the first time and isn't seeing her at all - and when threepio begins crying for help, drawing vader's attention away, leia is certain she is going to die.

vader wants to know when threepio entered her service. threepio is only too glad to answer exactly. leia is too depleted to care about what he shares - better that he spill the secrets of the dead captain antilles than having vader back in her head - she drifts into unconsciousness, and dreams. she's back at the palace in aldera, in the oval garden, where a stone statue of queen amidala had stood watch over beds of white asters. leia had liked to look into the child-queen's solemn face - her mother had often brought her here to tell her stories of amidala's adventures - but in her dream she is facing the statue's back, a meaningless circumstance that somehow chills her. she circles closer and yet can't get around to the front, and the harder she tries the more the details slip from her, until she can't even remember amidala's face. this too, she has lost.

anyway, that's the setup. it escalates from there. vader is paying enough attention to entertain new suspicions about luke's strong feelings for leia; amongst the many other threatening things he does, he finds desert cacti and makes leia drink the nectar. (for all she knows, it's poison, and the spikes on the surface cut her fingers and press against her face like needles.) leia, still certain she is dying, commits to saving luke as her final act, which she believes means killing vader. vader repairs his ship; leia ensures the self-destruct goes off while they're both on it. vader absorbs the blast, keeping leia alive at the cost of compromising his own life support; suddenly faced with the chance to fulfil her wish, luke's lightsaber in her hands, leia finds herself unable to follow through - because vader tells her to do it.

at last, a figure on the horizon. luke is come.

#darth vader #leia organa #long post #fic idea #this is 99% vibes with vanishing traces of plot and structure and substance #sometimes little films will play in my head #I can describe the framing and blocking and how the shots are edited #but can't for the life of me write fiction #or piece the little films together into a sensible composition #so am expelling them here to be rid of them

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chubby-kiyo · 5 months

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Okay. Time to do Goodbye Despair edition of appearance headcanons

Teruteru Hanamura - (He/Him Hyper pan sexual) I don’t actually hate his design, he looks like the plump chef decorations everyone had in their kitchen in the 90s. He has thick hair and uses a ridiculous amount of pomade and hairspray to style it. (How he doesn’t catch on fire doing flambé is beyond me)

Ultimate Imposter - (They/Them intersex pansexual) They have to hide all of their natural features as part of their talent, but I feel like they probably have a somewhat feminine build. Due to their weight, they can pass more easily as any gender without being questioned (and maybe with some shape wear to help seal the deal) and this is pretty gender affirming for them.

Mahiru Koizumi - (She/They, Lesbian) She is midsized with a small tummy pooch and kind of pear shaped. Her freckles extend to her shoulders and back, and she has somewhat crooked teeth, but in kind of an endearing way. Has a small nose ring.

Peko Pekoyama - (She/Her, grey asexual) Slim and muscular with very little curvature, not that she needs a big pair of jugs to slow her down. She has really long thin fingers, and 9 times out of ten they are ice cold. She also has several scars from weapons training.

Ibuki Mioda - (They/She, pansexual) Built like a board. Just no hips or chest to spare, but they prefer a more androgynous style anyway, as is popular in the scene. Always has raccoon eyes, and will rub or picked at her face, smearing them in the process. Septum and tongue piercings and stretched lobes. Also has light acne scars.

Hiyoko Saonji - (She/Her, Lesbian) Looks like she’s 12. Her hair is very reactive to humidity and she is prone to turning into a poodle if it gets wet. Has a sizable front tooth gap, which only serves to make her look more childish.

Mikan Tsumiki - (She/Her, bisexual-female pref) She is plus sized and has wider hips, which she bumps into stuff with all the time. She has a round face and a button nose, which are always rosy pink, because of how often she is crying. Just chronically puffy eyes.

Gundam Tanaka - (They/Them, pansexual) They are kind of average/slim and don’t have much in the way of muscle. There’s just not as much under those robes as you might expect. Wears corpse paint and other trad goth makeup often but hates going out without at least using a light/white foundation. Black lipstick is a must for special occasions, and they always carry at least one lint roller to maintain their perfect black clothes with the hammies. Has a septum piercing and stretched lobes.

Nekomaru Nidai-(He/Him, Bisexual, female pref) Obviously built like a Greek god. Is very particular about his manscaping, and you bet your ass his fades are always on point. His hands are so fucking huge and blocky that it’s almost comical to see him holding someone else’s hand. His chest is hairy, and he has eyebrow and nipple piercings.

Nagito Komaeda - (He/They, gay) The man is dying of cancer. He is deathly pale and skinny. If he wasn’t a wacko, any sane person would be concerned for him. His hair is dry and coarse, in an over processed bleach kind of way. Has dark circles and yellowing teeth. Somehow though, he still manages to have a smooth, soft baby face and unnaturally clear skin. Is lacking in the eyebrow department, but has white double lashes on Satoru Gojo’s level.

Chiaki Nanami - (She/Her, pan) She is chubby. Like not just on the cusp of plus size, but a few sizes deep. Has stretch marks on her hips, chest, and stomach. Pale skin and puffy eyes from poor sleeping habits. American girl doll teeth and frizzy hair from falling asleep on random surfaces.

Kazuichi Souda (He/They, bisexual female pref) Has a bit of pudge from eating processed junk all the time, but doesn’t seem to mind. He had braces as a kid, so his teeth are perfectly straight and really the only tight laced thing about the guy. Has shaved sides and hates washing his hair, so he uses the beanie to cover up the greasy bits and his little black roots when they grow out. Breaks out easily, and has some acne scars. Pierced nostrils, tongue, and stretched ears.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu - (He/Him FtM, ace spec?) Kind of scrawny and will just never be tall. Freckles on his shoulders and back. Has a tiny amount of peach fuzz over his top lip and is really hoping it will start to fill in. Blonde eyebrows that are barely visible to begin with, that he still insists on shaving slits into. Pierced ears.

Sonia Nevermind - (She/Her, pansexual) Petite all around. Dainty little hands and the softest skin. Very fine hair, and like Fuyuhiko, she is a bit lacking in eyebrow definition, but she has to fill them in. Has a small upturned nose and definitely does the princess peach lip thing.

Akane Owari - (She/Her, pansexual) Muscular and thick all over. As much as she definitely has abs, having them visibly defined is generally speaking, not healthy for most women, so they’re under a smooth soft tummy. She has a wider button nose and full lips that she would love to put gloss on if it didn’t interfere with her snacking. Has somewhat crooked teeth and her hair is consistently tangled.

Hajime Hinata - (He/Him, pansexual) Buff arms. All around pretty stocky but not fat. Stubby thick hands. Tans easily and has the worst farmers’ tan from his stupid polo shirt. Gets freckles across his nose when he’s in the sun a lot. He has bushy eyebrows that could use some attention and thick lips.

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thegirlwhowrites642 · 1 year

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Some people says hinny in cos was similar to Orpheus or some even compare them to spiderman. What are other literally significance we can see in whole hinny love story?

Please share your thoughts

Harry and Ginny: three famous love stories before theirs

I still hold the ridiculous hope that one day I'll be able to write a deep full analysis of Harry and Ginny's soulmate dynamic and callbacks to other popular love stories are a part of that analysis. But because you asked so nicely, I want to discuss a bit the two examples you brought up and I'll tell you about another that is one of my favourites.

Orpheus and Eurydice (Greek mythology)

The whole matter of the Chamber of Secrets parallels Orpheus and Eurydice's story, Harry is Orpheus and Ginny is Eurydice.

It is assumed or strongly suspected that Ginny is dead, and Harry goes after her anyway and finds her in a state between life and death. Eurydice dies but Orpheus still pines and searches for his wife, and the existence of the possibility of bringing her back substantially puts her in a position between life and death.

Harry through parseltongue, a particular talent of his, is able to access the Chamber (which is underground). Orpheus through music, a particular talent of his, is able to access the underworld.

Through their journey, both Harry and Orpheus are obliged to leave behind their companions.

Lockhart in the journey loses his memory, a reference to the Lethe in the underworld, the river of forgetfulness.

Art is an important element to remain alive and get out: Fawkes's song (and tears) for Harry, his music for Orpheus.

There's also the element of not looking in order to succeed in saving the girl, Harry can't look into the basilisk's eyes, and Orpheus can't look back at Eurydice.

Tom is an evil version of Hades. Ginny is also both a representation of Eurydice and, in a way, Hades's wife, Persephone.

The obvious difference is that Harry actually saves Ginny.

Peter and MJ, The Amazing Spider-Man (1963 - ongoing)

If we talk about the cinematic versions of Peter and MJ we find a parallel with Harry and Ginny in the break-up scene.

At the end of the first movie of Spider-Man starring Tobey Maguire, Peter refuses MJ, recreating the classic scene of the hero lying to the love of their life about their feelings in order to keep them safe. To protect them they push them away. And the scene happens at a funeral. Now, Harry does break up with Ginny at a funeral for very similar reasons. But the very important contrast is that Harry is extremely honest with Ginny, he doesn't lie about his feelings for her. It's a reference and yet a subversion of the trope (a thing JKR often does with them -> The meaning of Ginny's name).

But let's talk about comicbooks Peter and MJ.

MJ is a character that is talked about in the first issues of The Amazing Spider-Man comics as the "nice girl" who is the niece of the neighbour (a friend of Aunt May). Aunt May keeps trying to set Peter and MJ up but the fact that MJ keeps being described as a "nice girl" makes Peter believe she'll turn out to be ugly, so he avoids meeting her. In issue #25 she appears for the first time but is hidden behind a plant. It's only in issue #42 (November 1966) that we really meet her for the first time. She appears in Peter's doorway making arguably the most iconic entrance in the history of storytelling:

And so it is, that Peter discoveres how MJ is actually a fun, brilliant, extremely good-looking redhead.

Does this remind you of the appearance of anyone else in another doorway?

The door opened and a long mane of red hair appeared. “Oh hello, Harry!” said Ron’s younger sister, Ginny, brightly. “I thought I heard your voice.” -Chapter 4, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, JK Rowling

Until this point of the story, Ginny has been Ron's shy younger sister. We keep being reminded of her, she is constantly associated with Harry's love life, we know that she is supposed to be in a way that we are not allowed to see, we see her but not clearly, like she is hidden, and then she makes this outstanding appearance. She is confident, speaks directly to Harry and makes a funny clever joke about Harry shouting like a maniac. She grabs all the attention and defeats any negative expectations. OotP is in many ways Ginny's debut.

Personally, I think this is the most interesting parallel, but there are some others that I think are worthy of being mentioned.

MJ is in competition with another love interest, Gwen, but she always ends up being the winner, in the sense that she always comes off as the more charming, brilliant, show-stopping one. The one Peter always ends up having more chemistry with (fan fact: this happened in spite of the original plan of the writers).

In OotP, there's a subplot of constant confrontation between Ginny and Cho, and Ginny always ends up being the winner. Not only in absolute terms of her personality but specifically in terms of her ability to connect with Harry (this on the other hand was very much done on purpose).

A turning point in Peter and MJ's relationship is a harsh conversation where Peter is completely distraught over Gwen's death but MJ refuses to make him indulge in his self-pity:

While the subject at hand is different, it is a scene that holds similarities to the lucky you scene in Harry and Ginny's story. Harry is all rattled about the possibility of being possessed and he is throwing himself a bit of a (understandable) pity party. Ginny is the one that doesn't back down from the challenge of confronting Harry about it, regardless of how horrible that "I forgot" is, and she is there for him. That is a turning point in their relationship because Harry sees Ginny in her entirety for the first time.

'All been talking about me, have you? Well, I'm getting used to it.' 'We wanted to talk to you, Harry,' said Ginny, 'but as you've been hiding ever since we got back — ' 'I didn't want anyone to talk to me,' said Harry, who was feeling more and more nettled. 'Well, that was a bit stupid of you,' said Ginny angrily, 'seeing as you don't know anyone but me who's been possessed by You-Know-Who, and I can tell you how it feels.' Harry remained quite still as the impact of these words hit him. Then he wheeled round. 'I forgot,' he said. 'Lucky you,' said Ginny coolly. 'I'm sorry,' Harry said, and he meant it. 'So... so, do you think I'm being possessed, then?' 'Well, can you remember everything you've been doing?' Ginny asked. 'Are there big blank periods where you don't know what you've been up to?' -Chapter 23, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, JK Rowling

Another thing that MJ and Ginny have in common is a very clear identity and storyline that makes them independent from their love interests despite said love interests being the main characters. They also both acquire fame due to their jobs despite coming from a poor family and they both have traumatic pasts (even if for different reasons). They are also both the youngest in their family.

Peter and Harry are both obviously the main characters with special abilities and they are both orphans who lose a surrogate parental figure. Peter though, gets a much better childhood than Harry.

Laurie and Amy, Little Women (1868-69)

What if I told you that Harry and Ginny have a lot in common with a couple of characters from the work of Louisa May Alcott settled in the Massachusetts of the 19th century?

Laurie is a rich lonely orphan that meets a poor loving family with many children (the Marches). He gets really close to them, and he grows up with them. He is specifically best friends with one of those kids (Jo) with which he has a very tumultuous kind of dynamic and he ends up developing romantic feelings for her. Amy is the youngest of the March family and always seems to hold a soft spot for Laurie. Laurie even saves Amy's life at a certain point, partially helped by Jo. Despite a few years of age difference, Laurie and Amy always get along really well, and they even flirt frequently once they are a bit older. But between his feelings for Jo and his age difference with Amy, for years it's not possible for Laurie to develop proper romantic feelings for the youngest March.

The parallels with Harry and Ginny seem quite obvious. Harry is a rich orphan who befriends a poor loving family with many kids that treat him like one of their own. He is specifically best friends with one of the kids, Ron. Ginny is the youngest of the Weasley family and has feelings for Harry from the start. At one point in the story, Harry saves Ginny and for part of that rescue, he has Ron by his side. Once he grows up a bit, Harry develops feelings for a girl (Cho) with which he has a very short tumultuous relationship. It needs to be clarified though, that while Laurie's feelings for Jo are quite intense, Harry simply has a hallway crush on Cho. Regardless, there's a Jo in Harry's story and she is represented by a fusion of Ron and Cho. And, as it is for Laurie, it takes years for Harry to acquire full proper romantic feelings for Ginny, despite the fact that there was always a certain tenderness between them. What keeps Harry from developing proper romantic feelings for Ginny in this case is not really the age difference but the general lack of time spent together, due to Ginny's paralyzing romantic feelings mixed with Harry's complex life (even if not being in the same year at school doesn't help). Cho also serves as a distraction for a while.

But let's go back to Little Women and talk about when everything changed between Laurie and Amy. Laurie's marriage proposal to Jo gets rejected, which leads him into a spiral of despair and very debatable coping mechanisms that he puts into action all around Europe. But in his travels in Europe, he meets again Amy, now a grown woman, mature, beautiful and commanding, and with a man ready to propose to her. Laurie and Amy spend a lot of time together, they have fun, and they share common values and interests, but more importantly, Amy is the one able to shake Laurie out of his spiral of despair and self-pity. Laurie inevitably develops romantic feelings for Amy, but wonders about his moral integrity because Amy made it so easy for him to forget the hurt Jo caused him. Ultimately, Laurie puts his life together and realises that he was destined for Amy, that he would have eventually fallen for her anyway, that they are inevitable. Laurie and Amy marry and he officially becomes part of the March family.

Again, the parallels with Harry and Ginny are evident. It is when Harry is full of rage and sadness that he meets the real Ginny, a Ginny who has matured, has a boyfriend, is fun, shares interests and values with Harry, and seems the only one really able to shake him out of his misery. She affirms herself as a source of comfort and optimism in Harry's life and the more time they spend together the more Harry's feelings grow. Throughout the entirety of the proper explicit development of Harry's romantic feelings, Ginny is taken, let it be OotP or HBP, which doesn't help matters. And when Harry finally realises his feelings, like Laurie, he is faced with a moral dilemma: Ginny is Ron's younger sister. And while Ron is simply Harry's best friend, it is nonetheless a dilemma of loyalty, like it was for Laurie. Harry, in spite of his best efforts, eventually accepts that he can't escape Ginny or his feelings for her. He has no doubts about him and Ginny, he is confident about them as a couple, and he knows that it is what was always meant to happen:

'I just wish I’d asked you sooner. We could’ve had ages… months… years maybe…’ 'But you’ve been too busy saving the wizarding world,’ said Ginny, half-laughing. -Chapter 30, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, JK Rowling

Harry and Ginny eventually get married and Harry officially becomes part of the Weasley family.

Other analyses

It seemed to me that the question was oriented on stories that Harry and Ginny reference in their dynamic and so this was my answer. Other analyses of mine though that explore Harry and Ginny from a literary point of view and that you might find interesting are:

Harry and Ginny, two main characters

Harry is still looking at Ginny

Ginny and Voldemort's yew wands

The meaning of Ginny's name

Ginny destroying a Horcrux?

#can I claim the title of queen of nerds?#nerd of the century?#harry x ginny #harry potter #ginny weasley #ginny x harry #hinny #harry and ginny #little women #amy x laurie #laurie x amy #orpheus and eurydice #spiderman #peter x mj #pater x mary jane #thegirlwhowrites642HPmeta

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!! these were made using bases !! the bases will be linked below the cut!!

the cut is so the post isnt too long to scroll past, but also i will be talking about the au in it!!

decided to draw my own take on adult flurry heart, mostly so i could draw my own take on opaline in the au where opaline is like a nightmare moon of flurry heart. if youre wondering who the third pony is, its chrysalis' disguise for the au, named gentle heart.

flurry hearts base:

opalines bases (one for the body, the other was only for one of the wings):

gentle heart/chrysalis' base:

i had to use bases because ive been in such a weird art block lately, i just couldnt draw bodies right, but i was having this idea and i just had to get it out of me lol. i drew everything else just fine, idk why i couldnt draw bodies. shout out to elementbases on deviantart for having a lot of good mlp bases! and organized into categories no less!

btw for reference for adult flurry heart i mainly used images of her only adult appearance which was in some mobile game ?? i never played it but its real and its the only time we see her as an adult, though i dont think we get any details about her aside from how she looks. i just wanted to say that cause idk how many people know about it.

also yes her cutie mark is different between versions of her

so this is an au ive been tossing around for a while, especially since it started out as a half-theory i had about g5 before it truly did set in that they were just fucking up the entire thing (no hate to g5 or anyone who likes it but im personally just. disappointed), namely when they were like 'oh yeah opaline is just some alicorn that celestia and luna knew as kids and when they didnt want to play with her she held onto that for thousands of years and became evil over it'

also apparently the reason equestria is separated is because she just. idk whispered mean things in everyones ears? idk man i dont read the mlp comics, i plan to read g4s comics but not g5s. i didnt even know g5 had comics until i looked up why the pony kinds were separate.

anyway the idea was a theory because before all that we had no idea who opaline was, why there was some random alicorn, i mean, weve seen so few throughout g4! she was so mysterious for that, and i feel like the most popular idea was that she was flurry heart, since that was one of the few alicorns we knew of, and flurry is such a blank slate, especially since we dont technically ever see her adult form (with one exception)

i still personally think they shouldve gone that route but i know now that they wouldnt have, they probably wouldnt have wanted to give one of their previous characters, especially one like flurry, any bad traits or make her a villain, even though it would be such a cool idea. not to mention, they couldve redeemed her? idk man. worse villains have been redeemed lol

on to my au though. i wanted to keep it feeling like it couldve been canon but also stretching it just a little bit to make maybe more sense and also be more my creation, yknow?

we see at the end of g4 that chrysalis is trapped in stone alongside the other two villains she was working with, but we also know that these stone prisons can still be escaped, as we saw in discords introduction. my idea is that the stone is kept locked up, but unattended to, and she escapes, though her fellow villains dont. the specific details will be saved for if i go more in depth on all of this somewhere else lol

she develops a plan, that being to disguise herself as a normal pony, and to become staff at the crystal empire castle. that disguise is gentle heart, a name she literally made up because she was mocking the 'stupid' (from her perspective) names that ponies have, and she just kept it. while she works at the castle, she gets close to a young flurry heart.

she acts very extremely sickeningly nice and sweet in this disguise, but theres an uncanniness to it, a disingenuine undertone that is only noticeable when youre looking for it, really. flurry heart comes to love and trust her as a friend, and gentle heart isnt seen as suspicious to really anyone in the castle. people still think chrysalis is trapped in stone, after all.

her next step in the plan, however, is that when no one else is around, she shapeshifts herself into cadence or shining armor, and acts like a horrible parent to flurry heart. this creates a deep disconnect for flurry, as one moment her parents are the best ever, and the next they arent. if flurry tries to bring this up to them, they have no idea what shes talking about.

flurry begins to confide in gentle heart about this, and gentle heart begins to plant the idea in flurrys head that she should run away, and that gentle could run away with her. after a while of this, flurry finally decides to do this.

they run far, far away together, flurry being a child/young teenager, and they hide where no one else really goes, far from towns and pretty much any ponies. (this location hasnt been chosen yet but its not the mooost relevant? the basic point is that theyre hidden away) and they set up a home here.

soon in, gentle heart makes a decision. she shows her true form to flurry heart, a flurry heart who was never taught about how changelings used to be before their reformation, as her parents thought it was a conversation for when she was older. they didnt want her to feel paranoid, or scared. the changelings she knows are bright, and covered in generally round shapes. theyre not like the jagged and dark chrysalis.

gentle heart tells flurry that she was cursed. that her pony form is her true form, but she was cursed by the princesses to be in this form. being in her pony form drains her of energy, her changeling form recharges that energy. really, its just her excuse to not need to be in that pony form anymore. she tells flurry that she was cursed falsely, accused of a crime she did not commit. that she was made to work at the crystal castle so an eye could be kept on her. she asks to be called chrysalis, as being called gentle heart in this form feels wrong.

chrysalis right now is the only person in the world that flurry heart trusts, so she accepts this as truth.

as flurry heart grows up, chrysalis begins to plant ideas in her head that the other ponies are awful and horrible, just like her parents seemingly were. that flurry heart is better than all of them because shes not horrible, and on top of that, shes a natural alicorn. there hasnt been a natural born alicorn in thousands of years before her. flurry heart begins to believe all of this too. she doesnt have anyone or anything else to tell or show her otherwise.

these dark beliefs warp her appearance overtime, making her go from her parents daughter, into what we know as opaline, akin to princess luna turning into nightmare moon. she becomes annoyed with, averse to her cutesy name she was given by her family, and adopts the name opaline, both because of her crystal cutie mark, and because part of her still thinks of the crystal empire as her home, though now more like its hers to own someday.

speaking of, into her adulthood, opaline and chrysalis form a plan. a plan to take over equestria. the idea of being the ruler of all of pony kind was a natural conclusion that chrysalis wanted opaline to make, and so she did. their first step was to invade the crystal castle and take it over.

chrysalis tells her that cadence was never a fighter, so she shouldnt be an issue, but shining armor would be. if both chrysalis and opaline combined their power, they would easily overpower him and anyone else daring to fight them. the thing is... this works.

for a few reasons, actually. people were shocked at the return of chrysalis, and on top of that, despite her warped appearance, opaline was recognized as flurry heart. there isnt exactly many alicorns, and especially none that look similar to her. there was a fight put up, but not at full power. no one wanted to hurt the lost princess.

she takes over the empire, trapping any who oppose her, especially her parents. she doesnt even give them the option to talk to her. she plunges the empire back in dark days, not in the way that sombra did entirely, but still. shes strict on her subjects, and begins to make them like a military, planning to use them to invade canterlot. anyone who would dare come to attack the empire would be held off.

after she knows her subjects are loyal (terrified), and properly molded into an army, she storms canterlot, chrysalis by her side. its a hard fight, but they do it. they trap the other princesses, and they take over.

opalines first rule of business is to make the crystal empire the new capital, the new seat of power. for a while, this is the most drastic thing she does, otherwise going slow with her horrid ideas and changes.

the worse comes when shes already caused distrust and discomfort among ponykind, pitting ponies against eachother. she begins to decree that ponykind must be separated by type, designating towns to each, forcing ponies apart by law. she made sure it was enforced. she didnt need ponies coming together to rise against her, so she forced them apart. the damage is done.

this of course doesnt last forever. twilight is free and gathers the elements, and they take opaline by surprise, ending her reign. they empty the empire and trap her alone in her castle. thing is, she also trapped them in a limbo-like state, along with the other princesses (and her father), as they had also tried to join the fight. and a final blow to her, chrysalis got caught in crossfire, and was seemingly killed. no one intended it, but it happened. opaline is devastated.

and now, shes stuck. trapped alone in a castle in the middle of a city. she has the whole city alone to herself, and all she has now is the items left behind by her people, and mostly books. she only ever sees them as fiction or propaganda though, refusing to take them to heart and accept them as truth. alongside reading and re-reading the books around the city, she schemes of a way out. she is not very successful in this for a long time.

the closest she gets to getting out is when she opens the barrier just long enough to see, and kidnap, a young unicorn. a one misty brightdawn. she forces misty to be her only companion in a long time, and raises her like a daughter, but not lovingly.

some stuff continues on similar to canon, like misty befriending the mane 5 and leaving opaline behind, but i wont say more because i can keep some secrets for myself :] i do have an ending to her story planned though!

also pls ignore timeline and other canon contradictions pls pls pls pls pls lol

#my post #mlp #my little pony #flurry heart #opaline arcana #queen chrysalis #my art #in which i talk waaaaay too much LOL no one needs to read that i was just having a time ok <3

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I come trying to make myself understood; Excuse me, my English is not very good… anyway. In my country there is a famous saying that says "Respect for the rights of others is peace." And I come to tell you that it can indeed be applied to everything. My Bokadine friends and I are sure of one thing… we want Din, Grogu and Bo katan to be happy. Whatever happens, together or apart… but happy.

But; when in material where we know that Star Wars has always known how to handle the ups and downs of human emotions, which has shown us how romantic clichés can continue to be used and give them a different touch in their content. When we talk about Din and Bo and all those signs, all that interaction that we tell you was seen, that synchrony and chemistry, those romantic winks… it's because it's appearing there; We are not pulling it out of our sleeve as if it were a trick. They are the ones who, since season 2, have been put in that place of "enemies and then lovers", a very used and feasible resource for content of many types and what do they think?

Who were the ones who remained friends this season and with that wink and that possibility of something more??? Ohhh yes Bo katan and Din. Of course, if we are objective as many "like to be" and only when it suits them LOL The possibilities are many and in SW anything can happen… but let me tell you

They have handled the romance between Jedi, Jedi and other people, canon material in comics, iconic couples like Leia and Han, unstable couples like Anakin and Padme, more focused and realistic and to some extent healthy couples like Hera and Kanan, couples of all kinds , endless…. But that a Mandalorian and a Mandalorian who are technically a "ying-yang" type

What more than just complementing each other, they synchronize and are comfortable and yes… yes something can happen between them… ohhh no!!! They start to lose their minds… Don't lose it, look at something healthy and well-crafted, beautiful and pure on the screen, showing us that both began to come together, there was respect, support, trust and interest… Are you telling me that this is not key to a solid relationship and something more???

come on, really?

Well I see this; people who are not emotionally mature enough, who believe that The Mandalorian is just cheap action; They are the ones who have the most right to give their opinion, that's the bad thing about internet access HAHA because they are those types of people who will never agree with anything, who are the first to forget this content when it is no longer popular, who never understood that Star Wars and its characters are as the Armorer says, Din's spiritual guide, says and now Bo's ally... they are all fables with a moral.

Let's look at those types of people who, in my land, we also say "they neither live nor let live," very hurt people, very overwhelmed with their own hearts, that everything beautiful or beautiful or that blooms, they like to darken it, wither it, because that's how they are. It's their nature.

I'm just telling you; Din was not forced by anything to follow Bo katan, neither the creed, nor a payment involved, nor what the armorer had told him, was an impediment for him to join her, he also expressed it at the time of the oath.

And vice versa Bo Katan has always been seen from a perspective where she is called selfish, villainous, she moves towards her interests and coincidentally her interest was to be close to a Mandalorian in silver armor and his son, save them, help them and coincidentally end up together. …even how this season ended… I don't know; It sounds logical to you to want to deny it or rather, just accept your "argument" so as not to discuss it, to live together and stay by your side so that you feel good…haha I don't think so, I would never do that.

#the mandalorian #bo katan x din #dinbo #din x bo #din djarin #bo katan kryze #bokadin #clandetres

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somewosoloverrr · 2 years

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can you write a agnst/fluff max mayfield fanfic, where Max is sleeping over at readers house and has a a panic attack due to a nightmare and reader has to comfort her? Ty ILYSM 🫶🫶

Of courseee, here it is hope you like it. Thanks for requesting.

Love you too <333

Panic Attack

Max Mayfield x r

Tw: panic attack, mention of pill overuse and death, kissing ?

The year after Billy’s death was hard, really fucking hard especially for Max. And you knew that so you tried to help her as much as you could.

However there where too many changes, with Will and El leaving to California, Hopper and Billy dying and starting High school. It was impossible to be of much help.

So after a month of the Byers departure you noticed it, Max started slowly drifting away from you, she was slipping through your fingers. And the worst thing is no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t stop it.

You were expecting it, you knew any day now she would break up with you, and she certainly did.

Funny thing is, you didn’t even cry, because the Max you fell in love with has been long gone, ever since Billy’s death.

You sometimes went over to her trailer, as you also lived in the trailer park so it was easy. Some days you brought her food, or new comics, or more cassettes. She just muttered a few thank you’s and then close the door on your face and you’d go back home somewhat heartbroken but what else could you do ?

Ever since high school started you naturally drifted to the popular group as you played soccer. The rest of the party was in hellfire club, except for Lucas and Max.

You noticed Max was always alone, with her Walkman on. You also noticed how she would go to the schools therapist and had seen her take multiple times pills, but not just one a handful of them.

You tried to talk her about it but the only thing she would do was deny and then flip you off.

But now everything was ten times worse, with the appearance of yet another super natural being from the upside down, Vecna.

You remember that day, the day that made you and Max closer again.

It was night and like always you ordered some take away pizza and while it was still warm you went over to Maxs trailer.

You gently knocked on the door but no one came so you knocked it with more force this time but to yo our surprise it opened as it wasn’t locked.

Then you noticed the TV on and Ms. Mayfield on the couch surrounded by cans of beer. You frowned feeling bad for Max, her mom was shit half of the time.

You didn’t wanna intrude so you called out for max “Max?!, Max?, are you in here ?”

You heard foot steps coming your way as the red head shouted “coming!”

Then you heard stumbling as she cursed “shit”

You ran inside, and took a right to the hall and saw Max on the floor. “Fuck, you okay?” you asked worried for the girl as you helped her get up. You grabbed her by waist to help pull her up.

Once she was standing both of you were left on an awkward position, your hands on her waist and hers on your neck.

She didn’t let go so you didn’t either, you were left staring at each other. God you missed those blue eyes so much.

And then it just happened, she leaned in and so did you and both of your lips met. The kids was slow and passionate you kissed the girl gently but as soon as it started it ended.

Max looked at you as she broke it “Sorry, I-

You placed your hands on her face reassuring her “Hey, red it’s fine… I’ve, I’ve really missed this”

She smiled and put a strand of your hair behind your ear, as a blush came across your cheeks “me too… even tough I broke up with you”

After hearing those words you kissed her again and she quickly kissed you back this kiss being a bit faster than the other one.

After you broke the kiss you grabbed the pizza you brought for her and held it up “do you wanna go eat at my place?”

“Yeah, I would like that” she replied while lightly smiling.

You both walked out of her trailer, side by side in silence. Your hands brushing every once and a while whilst you walked. Until you grabbed her hand and she chuckled as you did so.

When you got to your trailer you opened the door with your key and held it open for her motioning for her to come in.

“Always a gentlewoman” The red head commented. “Only for you” you replied as you hit the door.

Once she walked in she noticed the couch missing, “where’s your couch?” she asked.

“My dad sold it, needed money for good knows what” you replied. “But we can go eat it in my room, I moved the tv there”

“Ok cool” the girl replied as she followed you to your room.

After a while you had finished the pizza and were watching The Goonies on your tv. You could tell Max was tired as her head would fall down every once in a while.

“You know, you can stay over if you want, since it’s Friday my dad won’t come back until tomorrow afternoon “ you suggested

“Mmh, sure thanks y/n” she replied sleepily.

After you gave her more comfortable clothes to sleep in she immediately fell asleep on your bed.

You finished the movie and couldn’t sleep, how weird is this, I’m on the bed with my ex, you thought. You missed Max so much and know she kissed you.

You were just dumbly smiling and then you noticed Max was sleeping uncovered so you grabbed a blanket and covered her. As you were gonna go to your Sid Eid the bed you felt Maxs hand gripping your wrist mumbling “stay..

So you put the covers over both of you and rested in front of her as she cuddled up to you, putting her face in the crook of your neck as she grabbed your waist with one of her hands.

You smiled at this, and played with her hair, you were extremely happy and therefore could finally relax so you finally drifted of to sleep.

Suddenly you woke up, as you felt the red head beside you breathing heavily and moving a lot. As you opened your eyes you noticed she was also crying, small whimpers coming out of her mouth.

You gently shook her trying to wake her up, but she didn’t. So you shook her with more force this time and she jolted up.

“Y/n, I-“ she tried to form words but couldn’t, she was panting and crying as she grabbed both of her legs with her arms crying tilting her head down.

And you knew immediately, a panic attack. So you quickly sat up and put yourself behind her, already knowing exactly what you had to do.

As you pressed your front to her back you whispered soothing words into her ear.

“Max try to match my breathing okay?” You said as she kept on panting. “Four in four out got it?” You added inhaling and exhaling for four seconds.

After a minute or so Max was breathing normally, so you took a tissue from your night desk and whipped her tears with it.

“Thanks I just- I just” the girl thanked trying to explain but you cut her off “ you had a nightmare, which led to a panic attack. It’s okay Max after what you e been through it’s completely normal” you said in a loving tone while caressing her hair with your hands.

She leaned back into you and looked up at you as she took one of your hands joining it with hers, she then put her other one around your neck pulling you down to give you a kiss, it was short but sweet.

As you both pulled away you were smiling as she said “thank you.”

“You are very welcome red” you replied while pulling her in for another kiss.

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Why can’t this be Love? - Chpt.2

Summary: You've never really fit in, despite trying, despite being on the cheerleading team, despite awkwardly socialising with the popular crowd. It's not for you - these people aren't for you. Yet, you don't know how to escape! Do you continue following a dead end? Or finally break away?

The answer is made for you after your 'date,' a boy on the basketball team, bails on you, and uninvites you from some stupid basketball after party. Whatever, that's fine. But what's not fine is the agonisingly long walk home. Oh, in the dark, late at night!

However, your saviour finds you, and not only does he save you from walking home alone, but the conflicting feelings that you've spent the last few years with.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Cheerleader Reader

Reader Description: Reader is female and uses she/her pronouns. Not much detail is given about her appearance, other than she wears heavy eyeliner, and is clearly an outcast that is trying to fit in.

Word count: 3.7k

Tags: Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Slow burn, Awkward flirting, Drinking, Angst, Comfort, Generic High School Bullying, Denial of feelings, Feelings realisation.

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Chapter 2 - The Quest

One cider down, and half a mile closer to home. Another pair of ciders have been cracked open, by Eddie, of course, who is currently listening to you rant. Eddie had asked what your weekend plans are, making small talk, and you began grumbling about how you're having to see some estranged family members, people that you haven't seen for a few years.

"-and they always ask questions that... I don't know, make me feel uncomfortable? Shit like 'do you have a boyfriend yet? how is he?' and 'how are your grades? your parents tell us that you're quite the cheerleader!'"

Your tone is comically mocking, and Eddie has a grin on his face as he watches your tangent. Who would have known that cheerleaders were this weird, huh?

Eddie continues nodding as you take a deep breath, and let out a baffled sigh, your shoulders slouching as you exhale. Ugh.

"Shit, no wonder you're drinking tonight," Eddie says with a soft laugh, attempting to lighten the situation.

"Yeah," you sigh again. "Shame that this is my last drink, though."

Eddie goes to shove his open cider in your hand, to which you playfully swat him away. "This is your cider, you're more than welcome to take it back-"

"-No, no!" you huff. "It's yours. My way of thanking you," you urge, and watch as Eddie shrugs before taking another swig, easily accepting your gift.

"Thanking me for what?" Eddie questions after barely swallowing his drink.

"For walking me home," you instantly reply, certain on the matter. You briefly pause before continuing your list of reasons, "and for letting me rant..."

"Does your boyfriend not let you rant?" Eddie asks with a raised brow, and a slightly disgusted expression.

"He's not my boyfriend!" you repeat with a frustrated laugh, for what must be the hundredth time tonight. Eddie laughs with you, and winks as he meets your gaze. He's teasing you, and you're taking the bait, not that you mind.

"Yeah, he's not my boyfriend either," Eddie chuckles. Your cheek muscles start aching as you laugh once more, and that lonesome feeling in your chest slowly begins to heal over. You must look like a goof ball, because you can feel Eddie's gaze on you as you calm yourself down, wiping a warm tear from the corner of your eye.

"Didn't mean to make you cry, Princess," Eddie says with a playful nudge to your arm. Looking up at him, Eddie has a goofy smile on his lips, and he almost looks amazed that he's managed to make you laugh so hard that you're practically in tears. "But... yeah, does your 'not boyfriend' not let you rant?" Eddie repeats, his tone shifting to seriousness, despite the silly hand expression he makes when mentioning your ex, or whatever he is.

"Nah," you grumble. "Thinking about it, we were only really paired up because that's what cheerleaders do. They date basket ballers, and vice versa."

"Ugh," Eddie groans. "What's the point of dating if there's no real connection there?"

A smile forms on your lips as you look up at Eddie, "I didn't know you were a romantic," you smirk.

Eddie sarcastically rolls his eyes before taking a gulp of his cider. "I'm not, but I know that you shouldn't get caught up in that mess without a genuine connection."

"Yeah, you're telling me," you half-laugh, half-sigh. One final swig, and your cider is finished, then discarded in a passing bin. Eddie joins you, and theatrically tilts his head back as he chugs the remainder of his drink, letting out an "ah!" once it's finished.

You go to continue your walk home, but Eddie doesn't follow. Instead, he calls out your name, urging you to stop. As you turn around to ask him what's up, he gestures to something across the street - a convenience store.

"Oh, are you hungry?" you mindlessly ask.

Eddie smirks, "a bit, but I was thinking we could grab some more booze. That is, if you want?"

As good as that sounds, you're both ever so slightly underage, and the law has recently been cracking down on underage drinking. "I don't know if you've noticed, Eddie, but we're both underage," you sarcastically reply.

Eddie rolls his eyes as his hands come to rest on his hips, looking like he's about to give you a playful telling off. "We are, but I know the cashier. He's a friend of my uncles!"

"And this friend of your uncles is... okay with you drinking?" you ask, quirking a brow.

"Only if I butter him up!"

Well, it's worth a shot, even if you are expecting to be shooed away and told to never come back. You gesture for Eddie to take the lead, and he flashes you a cheeky smile before bouncing across the road, his curls dancing due to his energetic walk.

The second that you two enter the store, or the Quick Stop, as it's called, Eddie heads straight to the cashier. He greets him by name, Dante, who looks rather frustrated that he has to look up from his newspaper, and tolerate the presence of freak Munson.

You decide to let Eddie get on with his 'buttering up,' and search the aisles for some snacks. A few things are picked out, and on your way back to Eddie, you spot the item of your dreams.

A slushie machine.

Your mouth waters as you watch the frozen treat twist and turn through the glass windows, ready to poured into a non-biodegradable plastic cup, and gulped down through a shitty plastic straw.

Fuck, why not treat yourself? It's what you deserve after tonight's weird turn of events.

You cast a glance at Eddie, who is still nattering away to the cashier. The poor man looks like Eddie has just woken him up from a deep slumber, only to be pestered by a child that isn't even his.

Your expression shifts into thinking mode as you analyse Eddie, deciding what kind of person he is. Hmmm. He has to be the blue raspberry kind, right? Eddie definitely takes pleasure in the way his tongue turns blue. He's weird like that...

You pour Eddie a blue raspberry slushie, and get yourself one too, then make your way over to the counter.

"Oh!" Eddie exclaims as you place the slushies down on the counter, along with your bag of snacks. "Thirsty, aren't we?" he laughs.

"I'll pay," you reply with a nod, to which Eddie begins huffing. He goes to open his mouth, and offer the chivalrous act of paying for the meal, but you refuse to let him. "No, I'm paying for these," you urge, and swat his hand away from his pocket, refusing to let him grab his wallet.

"Fine, fine," Eddie pouts as he raises his hands innocently. "However, I will pay for uh- that small bottle over there," Eddie says with a cheesy smile, and sheepishly points to the small bottle of vodka sitting on the liquor shelf.

Dante lets out a frustrated sigh. "Do you know how often the cops come to this shop, all because I sell alcohol to you specifically?"

"One last time?" Eddie bats his lashes, and continues attempting to hold his cheeky smile.

Dante lets out another frustrated sigh, far longer than the last one. He ponders his decision, and grumbles before turning around, and taking the small bottle of vodka off the shelf.

Eddie lets out a, "yesssss!" as he clasps his hands together. "And... uh, maybe a six-pack?" Eddie suggests, pushing his luck as far as it'll go.

Dante looks like he's about to strangle this kid, but caves in once more, although this will definitely be the last time.

"Grab it. Quick. Before I change my mind."

Eddie practically sprints around the corner, straight to the booze aisle, where he grabs a six-pack of cider. No, not beer. Cider, seeing as you chose that earlier for yourself, and Eddie doesn't even know if you like beer! Play it safe.

Items are purchased, and disappointed glances are sent Eddie's way. Well, a glance from Dante. You stand there awkwardly, and thank him many times whilst packing your items, soon shuffling out the Quick Stop with a slushie in hand.

Once out of sight from the store, Eddie pulls you to the side, and takes a seat on the curb, his lanky legs stretching out into the road. You're positioned directly under a street light, ensuring that the few cars that pass will see you. Although, now you think of it, you've only seen about three cars on the road since your walk home. Everybody must have gone the other way, towards the after party.

Taking a seat next to Eddie, you watch as he pulls the bottle of vodka from his pocket, and pours a decent amount into his slushie. "You want some?" Eddie suggests as he offers you the bottle.

"Is it any good?" you question, and take the bottle from him, despite being uncertain if you'll do the same thing.

Eddie smiles as he begins stirring the vodka into his slushie using the straw, and once it's well-mixed, he holds his slushie up and positions the straw near your lips. "Try it," he suggests, and you know that from his tone alone, if you turn down his offer, he won't pressure you into it.

Without hesitation, you wrap your lips around the straw and take a sip. Despite the large amount that Eddie has poured in, all you can taste is the slushie - artificial raspberry, smothered with sugar, bound to leave your teeth with a million cavities.

You lick your lips as you move away, and your eyes flicker up to meet Eddies, who has a strange expression on his face. His lips are ever so slightly parted, as if he's about to say something, but is holding back. His pupils are blown, and his cheeks are rosy, barely hidden beneath his wild curls. Eddie briefly smiles at you before looking away, and stares at his slushie as he asks, "any good?"

"Yeah," you softly laugh. Holding onto your slushie, you pour roughly the same amount of vodka in, and screw the lid back on the vodka before passing it back to Eddie.

Eddie watches as you stir the vodka in, and when you bring your drink up to your lips, he smiles. It's not a casual smile, nor a forced one; it's the type of smile that you cast when you look up and see the vibrant stars on a dark night, or the sky changing colour as the sun rises in the morning. There's something behind his smile - admiration? Or perhaps it's just the alcohol?

Either way, you smile back as you playfully ask, "what?!"

Eddie chuckles to himself whilst he shakes his head, and replies, "nothing, nothing."

"Come on, tell me," you urge with a teasing nudge. "What are you smiling at?"

After sarcastically rolling his eyes, and taking a big swig from his drink, Eddie licks his lips as he thinks of the right words to say. "I never thought I'd be drinking vodka slushies on a Friday night with a cheerleader, but here we are!"

You can't help but laugh, and Eddie laughs with you - two giggling idiots, sitting on the side of the road, their tongues turning blue as they gulp down vodka slushies.

"Ex-cheerleader," you correct him.

"What?"

"I... I've been thinking of quitting for months now, and... I don't know, maybe I'll do it," you confess. Your eyes meet the floor before trailing up and focusing on the hemline of your skirt. Green and orange are two colours that you've grown to despise, all because of that shitty sport, and the shitty people that you have to work with whilst 'cheering' the guys on.

"Is that really what you want?" Eddie questions.

You look at him, and you must have a sour expression on your face, as Eddie innocently raises his hand, and begins back-pedalling. "I mean, is it what you want? You shouldn't have to give it up if you enjoy it-"

"-I don't enjoy it," you cut him off. "I enjoyed it back when I was... I don't know, twelve? But now? Ugh."

Eddie chuckles at your dramatic expression, before asking the most important question, "why?"

You pause, a million thoughts running through your head at once. Fuck, where do you even begin? After taking another swig from your drink, you decide to begin listing them off.

"I have a diary, and the other week, I drew a line down the middle of a page, and began writing the 'pros' and 'cons' to my hobby, or parent's hobby, seeing as they kinda push it on me."

"Okay. Well, what was on the 'pros' side?" Eddie asks as he shifts his sitting position, turning his body to face you, in an attempt to show that his full attention is on you.

"Cheerleading is alright. I mean, I hate it now, but the sport itself is fine. I like the uniform, but I think that's only because... people give me attention when I'm wearing it."

"Oh, I see," Eddie nods. "Some guys give you attention because you can fill in their silly little 'cheerleader fantasies,' right?" Eddie questions, and groans in disbelief when you nod in agreement. His shoulder slouch, and a deep breath slips from his lips. "And I'm meant to be the weird one," he grumbles.

"Yeah, it's creepy!" you nod. However, your words seem to have wandered in the wrong direction, as Eddie gives you a funny look. "I mean.. I didn't mean 'yeah' to you being weird. I meant yeah in agreement, like-"

"-It's okay, Princess. I'm only messin' with you," Eddie grins. His free hand moves up to begin fiddling with the ends of his hair, and you smile at the minor movement. "What's on the 'cons' side?" Eddie asks.

"Ugh," you groan. "Where do I begin? Well, the other girls that I cheer with are so... yuck. I mean, not all of them, but the vast majority are horrible, nasty bitches!"

"Woah!" Eddie exhales. "Bitches?" he repeats in a mocking tone, although you know he means it playfully. You laugh as you nod, and repeat the word, "bitches."

"Seriously, they're horrible! Generic, nasty, high school bullies that take sadistic pleasure in picking on the outcasts," you continue.

Eddie nods in agreement as he comments, "I know exactly which girls you're on about." He takes another sip from his slushie, and asks, "I'm guessing they pick on you?"

A defeated smile appears on your lips as you nod in agreement. Whilst gesturing to your entire body, you reply, "look at me, Eddie. Of course they pick on me!"

Eddie makes a point of looking you up and down, his movements being theatrical, as always. "The way I see it, you're an outcast who's been shoved in a cheerleaders uniform."

Shit.

Something in your mind clicks - an answer that you've always been looking for. That feeling! That strange, lonesome feeling has been with you ever since you started high school, ever since those girls started picking on you, ever since you started straying towards 'darker' things.

Eddie is right, that's what you are - an outcast!!

Whilst you may have been raised by 'normal' and preppy parents, you aren't that. You aren't normal. You've always had that quirk to you, something deeply rooted that makes you different from the rest. And as you've grown, that quirk has continued to grow, so much so that it's leaking into your forced, preppy lifestyle.

High ponytails and pom-poms aren't for you. Fuck, no! Fishnets and leather skirts are more your style, heavy eyeliner and heavier metal. Shit, that's who you're meant to be!

Eddie calls out your name as he waves his hand in front of your face. "Fuck," you exhale, and Eddie awkwardly laughs.

"You alright, Princess?" he questions.

"Eddie, you're so right!" you yelp, startling the poor boy. "I'm not meant to be a part of their social circle, I never have been!!"

A bewildered and confused expression wanders onto Eddies face; there's happiness in his heart, in awe at your sudden change of expression, but he's yet to understand what's caused this sudden shift. Moments ago, you were slumped on the curb, venting about generic High School bullies; now, you're perked up with joy, and a twinkle in your eyes!

"And you've only realised this now?" Eddie questions with a nervous laugh. Your expression drops as you cast him a scowl, and he shrugs. "I mean, I'm pretty sure heavy eyeliner isn't a part of the cheerleaders uniform..."

"I know, I know," you grumble. "I guess... I dunno, that I've been trying to cover up who I truly am?"

"Yeah, that's how it looks to me," Eddie nervously laughs again. "You've been hanging out with the wrong crowd, Princess."

Whilst you're pleased to come to the realisation that you are, in fact, a freak, you don't fancy spending your time at School alone. The cheer squad has their decent moments, and there's a handful of them that are genuinely kind and welcoming. However, the nasty few outweigh the many, and sadly, you're more than happy to wave goodbye to those kind members, if it means getting away from those bitches.

"But... who else would I hang out with?" you question, and bring your straw to your lips as you gaze at the road. "I mean, Misty is a good friend of mine, but she has her arts and crafts friends, who don't seem too keen on me."

Eddie chuckles at your social situation. Nobody wants to spend their breaks alone in the library, or eating their lunch on the toilet - but hey, it happens to the best of us!

"If you're looking for outcasts..." Eddie begins smirking, and swiftly gestures to himself, "...then you've come to the right guy!"

A goofy smile appears on his lips as you giggle at his excitement. "You know, I've always thought your D&D squad is kinda... cute?" you confess, and chuckle at the strange expression that Eddie pulls.

"Cute?" he repeats. "I'm not sure how the club is going to react when I tell them that."

Eddie raises his hand as he pretends to wave at someone, imitating the imaginary scenario. "Hey, fellas! So, something funny happened recently. I walked this cheerleader home, shared a few drinks with her, and she confessed that she thinks our team is cute!"

Once again, your cheek muscles begin aching as you burst out into laughter. Seeing as your eyes are glossed over with happy tears, you're unable to see the warm reaction on Eddie's face. He rests his elbow on his knee, and props his cheek on his hand, admiring you and your reaction. Only the second you calm your laughter, Eddie moves his hand away, and puts his focus on his slushie instead, masking that small burst of admiration.

"I mean it," you state, coming to the end of your giggles. "You and your group are cute! You're lucky to have a bunch like that."

"Yeah," Eddie nods in agreement. "Us outcasts have got to stick together, huh?" he suggests with a playful nudge to your arm.

"Stick together," you repeat his words before bringing your straw up to your lips, and take a sip. "I suppose that's why you're walking me home."

Eddie nods in agreement, his eyes squinting happily, whilst his curls bounce wildly. "Speaking of walking you home..." Eddie begins, and lets out a sigh before forcefully pulling himself up. He stretches, his knees clicking as he does so, but he doesn't seem phased by the sensation.

Eddie turns, and looks down at you. With his slushie in one hand, he offers you the other. "...I suppose we should continue our journey?"

Is it physically possible for someone to reject his offer? Especially with that sappy smile, and the nervous laugh he lets out as you slide your hand into his. Eddie pulls you up with ease, and once you're up, he begrudgingly moves his hand from yours, only to slurp on his slushie instead.

"It's more of a quest, isn't it?" you point out.

Eddie tilts his head in confusion, and silently asks for you to explain.

"I mean, walking me home is more of a quest, rather than a journey. Right?" you explain.

A soft sigh slips from Eddie's lips as he smiles once more, shaking his head in amazement. He playfully facepalms, and you assume it's due to your cheesy joke - little do you know, it's because of the sickly feeling growing in his stomach, twisting and turning every time you break away from your cheerleader mould, and embrace the person that you're meant to be.

A freak.

"Yeah, you're right," Eddie beams. "It seems I've found myself on a quest to safely deliver this Princess home! And so far, I've been distracted with minor side quests, such as retrieving this delicious treat," Eddie lightly shakes his slushie.

Straightening your back, you bat your lashes as you continue the newfound role-play. "Well, perhaps we should continue your quest?"

"Of course, my Lady," Eddie agrees with a soft bow. To your surprise, he offers you his arm, and you gracefully accept, resting your hand in the curve of his elbow. His leather jacket is cool against your hand, soon to warm up as your quest continues, a contrasting style to your cheerleader uniform.

Eddie takes the lead before casting a cheeky side-smile at you. His strides are usually large, but he's calmed his pace, ensuring that you're comfortable whilst being accompanied by him.

Shit. If anybody sees you two now, then you're both done for! However, you don't care - truly, you don't. Why would you care about what others think? It's not like they'd do the same thing for you. Where are they now? At some after party, rather than ensuring that you get home safe.

But Eddie is the person to ensure that your walk home goes smoothly. The young man barely knows you, yet he's thrown everything aside to accompany you home.

Eddie must be right. Your place isn't within the cheer squad, it's here, with him.

Notes: lmaoo not me adding Jay & Silent Bob easter eggs, even tho theyre set like, 10 years after ST.

Misty is mentioned again here. She's your best friend, not a canon character, but I might flesh out her character more as the story goes on? I honestly had no idea who to pick as your best friend, and the first person that came to mind was Misty from Cyberpunk (cause I fancy her,) so just pretend this story has an 80's version of her lol.

I will also be adding more made up characters, including these bitchy cheerleaders that have been bullying you :< Some other canon characters will make an appearance, too!!

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