#so I thought I’d post here for anyone else looking 😁

[daffi-990]

Fuck it Friday

Tagged by @diazsdimples who posted a whole ass fic! Go and give it a read, it’s a fun one 😁

Have some more from when your heart releases, you won’t fall to pieces aka the Eddie breakdown fic. The writing beans aren’t beaning for this wip, even though I’d really like them to be. Still .. thought I’d share something I wrote for it a little ways back (this is just after the scene from canon where Eddie says he’s scared he’ll never feel normal again.)

“What if I can’t find normal again? What if this is my new normal, Buck?”

“I’ll still be here. I promised to have your back and I meant it. Nothing is going to scare me away from you.”

Away from loving you.

Eddie’s eyes widen slightly, his mouth going a bit slack as he stares at Buck in a way that looks an awful lot like awe. Buck’s starting to think maybe he said that last part out loud. It doesn’t matter though, because it’s true. Nothing he learns about Eddie will scare him away. Every bruised and scarred piece of Eddie that he’s ever been shown has been carefully gathered up and placed with the others, all held within the safety of Buck’s heart, their edges slotting in perfectly beside his own.

Buck clears his throat to break the moment, now is not the time for Buck to cut himself open and pour his love and devotion for Eddie out at his feet. Not when Eddie is so fragile and Buck has a girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

He has to keep reminding himself of that, which is probably not a good sign about the vitality of their relationship. But now is not the time to think about that either. Right now he needs to focus on Eddie and making sure he’s okay. Hopefully convince him to get some sleep, because he looks like shit. Buck thinks there may be bags under the bags under his eyes.

“Right. You’re going to shower and then you’re going to sleep. Everything else can wait until the morning, okay?”

“And you’ll be here? In the morning?” Eddie’s voice sounds so small. Buck’s heart cracks at the sound of it.

“I told you,” Buck reaches across the table and squeeze his hands, “m’not going anywhere.”

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#fic: when your heart release you won’t fall to pieces #daffi writes #Idk how I’m feeling about this snippet #but I didn’t know what else I could share cos I don’t wanna share all the really good stuff ya know? #buddie wip #buddie #we’ll see what my Saturday morning run brings tomorrow .. inspiration seems to strike during that

[alittlefrenchtree]

So, Challengers.

First thing is about a detail but it was actually my first thought about the trailer and it’s about both player’s screams at 0:27 and 1:53. They’re not badly acted but yet I don’t think I can see them as authentic while having already watch a real tennis game. It’s probably an impossible emotion to act to be honest, even more when you never been there yourself. 

A tennis match is an overly psychological torture that drives anyone crazy in no time. A player once described it as having a gun pointed to your head while you’re trying to play. Imagine living this, unbelievable levels of fear and stress for 3, 4, 5 or even more hours straight, multiple times a week, every week. The scream is supposed to be the scream of someone who just scored a point that made them survive a minute more. That made them believe they could make the gun disappear for a day or two. It’s something really difficult to grasp and reproduce when you’re not playing yourself. Long story short, they’re not scared enough, I think.

That being said, I’m not quite sure about the trailer itself. I’m not hyped and I’m not not hyped so I don’t think the trailer really worked on me. Since Bones & All is the last Luca movie I’ve seen, my concerns are close to the things I didn’t really like in B&A. By being both a cannibal story and a love story, for me the movie has failed to being interesting at all in the two genres and I wonder if they have found a better balance with this one.

Tennis as a sport is already enough to make a story, so telling something else at the same time can be quite something. I’ve seen King Richard (the movie about the Williams’ family) when I was just toes deep in the tennis world and it seems to work well enough for me at the time but maybe I’d be more demanding about it today.

A good sign is hearing a line describing tennis as a relationship in the trailer because there are very other few words that could have been used here. A family relationship with the Williams movie was a good idea, and I believe a married/love/sexual relationship is also a good idea is also good idea but I’m waiting to see how they manage it. I’m already seeing a few ways to do it (like Tashi-the-human being drawn to one guy but Tashi-the-player being drawn to the other and her trying to make everything co-exist in her life) but we’ll see where it goes.

Also since the movie is called Challengers, I hope they didn’t make it too glamourous. The Challengers circuit is the hell door to the very thankless and difficult part of the tennis world, the one not many people outside of the tennis world knows about so it would be interesting to see. Art being a former champion trying to comeback is a story in itself so yeah. You know me, I rather see one thing deeply explored and told in great details than several things that only get a superficial treatment but I’m rarely satisfied. So we’ll see.

But overall, if this,

Isn’t the real story of the movie, I’d be disappointed with Luca 😁 I mean there is everything right here in front of his eyes irl, all he had to do was to copy and paste so I HOPE he didn’t waste the true potential of this beautiful sport 🤓

Anyway, I'm just glad to have a good excuse too talk about tennis here, so feel free to come chat with me if you want 💜

See you later or tomorrow for the post about the Dune 2 trailer 🥰 (that will be basically me in caps lock shouting that everything looks amazing)

#challengers #luca luca luca #i have hope #i'm waiting for you to live up to that #Youtube

[imeanwhynotbruv]

I will never forget

Mini Metal

Stranger things/The black phone

Basically : Vance taken my the lab, want more? Read on 😁

Eddie Munson has had a brother who is was five years younger than him.

They both moved in with their uncle Wayne when Eddie tuned 9 and Vance was 4 after their father was arrested for the murder of their mother. The man was found dead in his cell a year later.

They had only been staying with Wayne for a few years when one day Vance just disappeared.

There was no clue where he had gone, many thought he had just wondered off and would be found soon……he never was.

After a few months it was as if people forgot the little boy ever existed, as if a 7 year old vanishing without a trace wasn’t something to worry about anymore.

It became almost nothing more than a warning from mothers to wondering children, a joke or horror story between high schoolers at parties, a ‘such a shame’ to old men as they shook their heads. But otherwise everyone forgot Vance.

Eddie never forgot.

Eddie never forgot the feeling of being in those woods, of feeling so close yet miles away. There had been a few times where he wished they had at lest found a body, but Eddie would curse himself later. Without a body nothing could be buried, the chances of his litte brother being alive were almost nothing, but that Wouldn’t stop him.

At first Eddie had spent hours, days, mounths, years looking through the woods. He now knew them better than anyone else in that town because of it.

After a while, there was no where left to look. But that didn’t stop him. He’d look again and again and again, but he’d never find anything.

Eddie only stopped when he could see how it was hurting Wayne. One nephew missing, the other running himself into the ground trying to find him.

So Eddie stopped going through the woods. He stopped digging through the leaves, wading through water and jumping into ditches.

But he never stopped watching the spaces between the trees.

Sometimes, when he couldn’t sleep, he’d sit on the edge of the forest and watch. He couldn’t feel scared of the darkness, he didn’t fear going missing, he knew whatever had taken his brother was still out there, and he was going to find it.

As years passed, Eddie changed, he stopped been ‘the poor boy with the missing brother’ .No he became Eddie ‘the freak’Munson.

And he lived for it.

If people weren’t going to look for Vance. Eddie would make them look at him, because then, even if it’s at the very back of their mind, someone will think of Vance.

If he was louder and more present, where everyone could see him, then if he vanished too, they would know.

That doesn’t mean they’d look, maybe a few friends would, probably Wayne. But Hawkins wouldn’t. It’d just be “there goes another one” “another Munson boy missing” “ the forest swallowed another” but then they’d have to think about the first Munson boy to be lost. They’d have to remember how they stopped looking.

So Eddie was loud, he was every part of himself that Vance ever loved, and he was proud of it.

Eddie would never stop, not even for a second, because Eddie would never forget.

•••

Thought I’d post this draft seeing as I’ve been focussing on avatar a lot lately!

So here is some more Eddie & Vance as brothers!

Hope you enjoyed ❤️❤️

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things and black phone #the black phone #vance hopper #Vance and Eddie brothers #crossover #Mini Metal au

[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

The Marali Festival Commentary Part 1

Honestly I’m really rather excited to do commentary for this fic, because I realized as I was doing my “Year in Review” that I couldn’t pinpoint any single scene or line that stuck out to me. THERE WERE SO MUCH in this fic that I loved, I couldn’t even narrow it down. So if you’ll indulge me, I’d be able to talk about it now. 😁

**SPOILERS FOR THIS FIC BELOW**

Chapter 1- Leave a Note

So first off, I feel like it’s worth mentioning again that this fic was made from a Valentine’s prompt list that was supposed to be 14 separate drabbles, and I was like “why not make it fit to one fic”! All it took was writing this chapter for me to know exactly how I wanted this fic to go (with some minor exceptions that I’ll get to with the later chapter commentaries).

If there is a chance you could even possibly feel the same, meet me on the sixth night of the Marali Festival. I will prepare a gift worthy of the Hero of Erebor. If I should fail at such a task, I hope that nothing changes between us. For you, Bilbo, are a gem greater than any the Halls of Erebor have seen before, and I am just the dwarf whose foolish heart stubbornly longs for you.

Forever Yours,

-T

Literally. Every. Person. Who. Commented. Knew exactly who “T” was.🤣 I think the biggest twist was the sincerity of the note as a lot of people thought Tabor was actually in love with Bilbo. 

However, Thorin never did anything about it leaving Bilbo to believe that he did not return his affections or he could not. Bilbo played ignorant on the former and made his peace with the latter.

This was one of my favorite lines in this chapter. Do you guys ever write those lines that you’re like “I could make a whole AU on my own fanfic just off this line?” This was the line for me.

When I finished this chapter, I anticipated Bilbo being ridiculously flirty and Thorin just being like ‘wtf’. But by the next chapter, I realized how hard that was without giving away the fact that Thorin didn’t write the note so I had to adjust a bit with how Thorin reacted.

Chapter 2- Flowers

“So Bilbo, what about you? Trying your hand at swordplay for the festival?”

“Most assuredly not.” The hobbit answered with a huff. “After all, I am no King’s Champion. Besides, Dwalin already told me there was no division for letter openers.”

So it needs to be noted that I had just finished Guardian of Kings, and was riding a bit of a high afterwards. So there are several nods to my fic throughout just because it was hard for me to completely let go of my first finished multi-chapter fic.

“Marali means ‘an element of passion’.” Balin corrected. “So we celebrate all that we are passionate about.”

This was actually more about Sunny fitting the story to the word prompts and less about what I thought dwarves were actually ‘passionate about’ BUT IT WORKED!

Chapter 3- A Small Favor

THIS CHAPTER WAS PROBABLY MY FAVORITE, AND DEFINITELY MY MOST ANTICIPATED ONE! This was also the last chapter I had finished ahead of schedule. Every chapter after this I wrote out on the day I posted it.

“Thank you, Master Baggins!” The young dwarf bowed, ready to charge down the path before pausing with a blush on his cheeks. “You really are…incredible.”

My hint towards it being Tabor (not that anyone needed it), but I really did want to convey that he admires Bilbo even if he’s not actually in love with him. 

On the other side of the arena, leaning against the wall, was his dwarf king. Bilbo felt his mouth go dry at seeing Thorin, bare chest glistening with sweat in the midday sun, as he took a swig from his canteen. Water slipped from behind his lips and trailed down his bearded chin…

You’re welcome for the fan service here.

“I see.” Bilbo hummed. “And must they be…t-tunicless?”

“Of course.” Ori was the one to answer matter-of-factly, not looking up from his quill and book. “It’s the ‘Passion of the Warrior’, showing off not just skill but battle legacies as well.”

What Ori meant to say is how else can Sunny torture Bilbo and her readers with how physically attractive Thorin is? 😏

"You know, something beloved that will make Thorin realize he has...your support." Ori interjected, fighting a suspicious blush taking over his cheeks.

It needs to be noted that I was still on the fence about posting this fic when @lordoftherazzles​ sent me an ask for a WIP game, and immediately fell in love based on this line.🤣 Good job Razzy, way to pressure me into writing. 

Bilbo thrust his white handkerchief with his custom “BB” embroidery into the dwarf’s hand. Thorin regarded the cloth with confusion before raising a brow at Bilbo.

“Thanks.” He grunted before proceeding to use it to mop up the sweat, blood, and grim accumulated on his face.

Bilbo’s smile turned to a grimace as Thorin handed the soiled item back to Bilbo. He took it between his two fingers, finding it somehow more attractive on Thorin’s face rather than his handkerchief.

THIS WAS ‘THE SCENE’. I saw this in my head vividly before I had even fully decided on how the rest of the festival was going to go. I love twisting tropes and this is just such a classic (and unfortunately very influenced by Shrek). 

His hand fell upon his little ring he always carried in his pocket, and his heart raced slightly at the thought of parting with it. No, that was better kept with him.

The hardest part of any ‘Bilbo remains in Erebor’ fic. How much do you mention the Ring...

“Heor, an old…rival of Thorin’s.” Kili hummed.

More fic stealing! 😄

A shy smile graced Thorin’s lips as he ducked his head, but his blue eyes sought him back out with their sparkling awe. And because Bilbo’s courage seemed to fade under such a gaze, he was only able to nod, straighten out his waistcoat, and march heavily back to his seat. Had he turned back though, he would have seen Thorin hold the button reverently in his hand before pressing it gently to his lips.

A perfect line to end on and @ye3honk​ did some AMAZING art for this scene in particular that I can’t get over. 😍

#sunny's greatest hits #the hobbit #bagginshield #the marali festival #commentary day 1 #did anyone have any favorite scenes from these chapters?