#strange love chapter one

[hellfirehaley]

Strange Love: An Eddie Fic Chapter One

AN: so this is my first fanfic in like seven years, I made the decision very early on that this story will be a slow burn and I’m really hoping you guys like this. This chapter was NOT beta tested (since I don’t have one). Please let me know what you think in the comments or message me. Thanks to all who supported me through the writing process.

WORD COUNT: 4311

Songs mentioned: Smokin In The Boys Room by Motley Crue

Chapter two: https://hellfirehaley.tumblr.com/post/691146960664690688/strange-love-chapter-two

August 18, 1985

BRRING BRRING BRRING

The alarm goes off and you groan, smacking the top of the unwelcome reality check. It was the first day of senior year and you were ready to get it over with. High school was already hell on so many levels: between having to live up to your brother Leonardo’s perfection of prom king, full ride scholarship to Northwestern thanks to good grades and multiple extra curriculars, played basketball and baseball and was popular among everyone. Leo left last month for Evanstown, Illinois to go live in a house with his buddies so it was just you, your mom and Norm; a 3 year old mutt you had rescued from the shelter last year. You heard Norm whine beside you, signaling it was time to get up. You get  up, stretching in the process, heading to your door to let Norm out. You needed to get ready and your mom would take care of the dog for you.

Once in the bathroom, you turned on the radio and let whatever was on the radio play on while you sang along. You had decided to tease your curls slightly and sprayed it into place with Farrah Fawcett’s signature hairspray (Steve would KILL you had you used Aquanet). Your nails were already a metallic purple color that you decided to match with your purple denim skirt, a Blondie t-shirt and your brand new black and white Converse before adding your accessories (rings, necklaces and a few jelly bracelets).

You decided you were ready so you grab your backpack and head down to the kitchen, seeing your mother already up having coffee with some eggs and toast. Things were rocky with your mom a few years back but it feels like things have been patched over. It was rough seeing your mom hurting so much because of something your father did but you were hurting from it too so call it a trauma bond; call it family; call it whatever you want, you were just glad you still had one parent who gave a shit about you. It was simply because she loved you and wanted the best for you but you had to admit the overbearing tendencies along with her ridiculously high expectations were a lot. She was a hardworking woman with a career as a nurse so she was gone most nights, making mornings and after school the only real time you saw each other. 

“Morning sweetheart. Are you excited for your first day back?” she asked, sipping her coffee while you made your own. 

“I’m excited to see my friends but otherwise I feel pretty normal about it. Is there some kind of magic that I’m missing out on that was supposed to turn me into a peppy American girl?” you ask, gathering supplies for your lunch. You heard your mom laugh at your response.

“No. I just remember my senior year well and I want you to have some memories to look back on with Robin and Ali. I mean we did everything under the sun. I remember going to all the games with Susan and Karen, bonfires, prom, getting my college acceptance letter to University of Indiana, meeting your father…” she trailed off at that thought. You could almost see her slipping back into the darkness that once consumed the petite woman swirling around her thoughts.

“Yeah mom, that’s exactly what I need right now: a high school boyfriend. You forget who you’re talking to here.” you said, tossing a slice of bread in the toaster.

“I’m talking to my beautiful, brilliant, witty, wonderful daughter. You can do anything sweetie if you put your mind to it.” she said encouragingly as the toaster pinged out your breakfast. You grab your slices, joining her at the table, smearing butter along your toasted bread.

“I know Mom. I know how important this year is, especially after last year. I won’t let you down.” you vowed remembering the months long depression thanks to the simultaneous breakups of both your parents marriage and your own 3 year relationship with your boyfriend. You checked the time, finished your toast and grabbed your lunch bag, going to your mother’s side. “I’ll see you when I get home okay mom? I love you.” you say hugging her. She hugged back sending her love to you as you walked out the door, backpack in tow. 

 The drive to school was mostly quiet except for the sounds of the radio filling the void. You were super excited about seeing your girlfriends Ali and Robin. You and Ali had been friends since you moved to Hawkins in third grade. She immediately befriended you and the rest was history. You guys stuck together through a lot: puberty, first loves, first heartbreak, your high school careers and recently the changes in your family dynamic. She was the sister you never got. A few months ago you guys had become good friends with Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington.

Steve and Ali were “strictly friends” but to anyone who didn’t know them would say they are together. They bantered like husband and wife, pushed each other out of their comfort zones and even coparenting the kids you used to babysit for: Dustin Henderson, Mike Wheeler and Lucas Sinclair. You mainly spent time with Dustin since you lived four houses down, his mom would often have you look after him when she needed  a night to herself. You didn’t mind at all since Dustin was a sweet kid and you had a lot of common interests like nerdy movies, comic books, reading fantasy novels and one summer you even guested on their D&D campaign.

When you got to the school, it was already buzzing with excitement as everyone was finding their group or recruiting/ harassing freshmen. You couldn’t help but wonder what would happen this year. Would it be easier than last year? Last year you went through hell, barely passing your junior year but you knew they only passed out of pity like some charity case. But you were determined to get the hell out of Hawkins, away from the judgmental eyes. You pulled around to the back of the school and parked by the football field, enjoying your last few moments of peace. You put on your walkman headset and pressed play, the sounds of Heart of Glass played as you got out of the car, coffee in hand and backpack slung over your shoulders.

You found Ali, Steve and Robin sitting under a tree with Steve sitting behind Ali while he talks to Robin about something. Ali, in all her pink hair glory, was nibbling on grapes while the rest of her face was hidden by the book.

“Ali it’s the first day. It’s a little too early to have your nose buried in a book,” you say announcing yourself once you’re in earshot. 

“Says the girl who always has her nose buried in the same book; I’ll take it as a compliment.” Ali retorted, not even looking up from her copy of Christine by Stephen King.

“Touche. So how are we on this fine morning?” you ask, sitting in front of Robin, taking a sip of your coffee from the Thermos.

“Doing better than Danny Baker. He tried to ask out Jenny Daniels after 15 minutes ago and got rejected.” Robin said, exaggerating. You laughed along with everyone else, imagining the poor junior boy asking out a senior cheerleader.

“And this is why I hate popularity.” you say remembering last year.

“Yeah take it from me; it's nothing more than an overrated beauty contest.” Steve said, running his hand through his brown hair. 

“Plus we have each other. Nothing can touch us this year.” Ali said, matter of factly, putting her hand in for an “All For One; One For All” style handshake. You, Steve and Robin put your hands in, pushing them down and lifting them above your heads.

“So what’s the plan for this weekend ladies? Movie night? Arcade night? Wanna go see the new Living Dead movie?” Steve inquired, stealing one of Ali’s grapes and popping it in his mouth.

“Definitely not that but a movie night does sound nice.” Ali said, folding her page and putting it down.

“I’m so in for a movie night. Who wants to host?” Robin said just as they all look at you simultaneously. 

“Well then,” you said laughing, “I guess I’ll host, Saturday night after work sounds good to everyone?” you inquire as everyone agrees.The bell rang and Steve waved bidding you ladies goodbye as he walked to his car. The three of you continued towards the building, exchanging class schedules. You had English, Chemistry and Calculus together and the classes went on like clockwork. Introductions from each other, having to introduce yourself like you haven’t known each other your entire academic careers, listening to syllabi, some “light homework” to see where you’re at/get to know you. Before you knew it, it was lunch time. You stopped at your locker to drop off your backpack, needing only your home lunch and your walkman since you knew Robin and Ali were going to be chatting about something the entire period. You walked into the cafeteria and it was like nothing had changed; every clique sat with their proper herd. You found Ali and Robin sitting at your usual table with some band geeks and “inbetweeners”. But this time you saw three familiar young faces sitting with the girls. The curly haired boy was  wearing a Thinking Cap hat, a Weird Al shirt, khakis and some Reebok sneakers. The longer haired boy was wearing a striped shirt, jeans and Converse and the afro haired boy was wearing a blue shirt, jeans and Nike sneakers.

“Ah I see we picked up some stragglers along the way to lunch did we ladies?” you say smiling as you walk up to the table and all three boys smile seeing you.

“Y/N!! Holy shit! We haven't seen you in like a month. How are you? Dustin exclaimed, excited to see you.

“I’m good Dusty. Just been working and helping mom around the house. How are you? Everything going okay on your first day boys?” you say, sitting down in front of them. From the tone of your voice, your motherly instincts come out. You had this protective tenacity about the boys, especially after everything they went through these last few years. 

“Nothing major. Just calling us nerds, fresh meat. No locker shoving yet.” Mike said, smirking at the end before he bit into his burger. 

“You let us know if it gets too bad. Also, Mike, what happened to your style?” Ali asked, taking note of his outfit for the first time that day.

“Don’t; just don’t. Mom went to the mall last minute and came home with this, guilting me into wearing it” Mike warned. You almost laughed at him but were cut off by a new voice joining the conversation.

“Well that explains a lot. And here I was coming over to invite you boys to the most badass club in Hawkins but your mom bought you that outfit from The Gap?” You looked up and saw a boy you were familiar with. Eddie Munson. He was a senior last year and really pissed everyone off because he was loud and proud of who he was and what he believed. He ran against the status quo and didn’t wanna conform to high school norms. He had long curly hair that almost seemed to have a life of itself with its unpredictability, wore a customized leather jacket with a denim jacket over it, covered in patches of bands he liked. He always wore the same rings and metal jewelry to complete his outfit. Today he was wearing an Iron Maiden t shirt, jeans, white high top Reeboks and his jacket. He was known as the school “freak” who everyone bought their ganja from. He’s a third year senior and from what you had seen, he always looked out for the misfits. He was almost like a Hawkins Peter Pan, looking out for the lost boys and girls; giving them a found family and friend group. Getting lost in his brown doe eyes, you zoned out a good portion of the conversation but based on what you saw, you noticed the boys seemed to trust the metalhead and as much as every nerve was yelling out at you to Mother Hen them, they were young men now and completely capable of making their own decisions. 

“So what do you say boys; wanna join Hellfire?” the man inquired, standing behind the boys with an arm around each of them. He looked at you and smiled, winking. You smiled back, taking a chip from your bag. “That is if you ladies are okay with me stealing away your company.” he said looking between the three of you, taking extra time on you. You look at the boys and they are practically begging you to say yes.

“Well I suppose we could make due. Besides, you won’t find a finer artificer, ranger or Paladin to join your party my good sir.” you respond smiling as the three boys lit up. Eddie smiled as well, standing up and notioning to his table 

“Welcome to Hellfire. Come meet the rest of the party.” He said enthusiastically. The two boys grabbed their stuff saying their silent Thank Yous as they made their way to their new table. 

“Well at least the kids are fitting in.” Robin noted, seeing the boys be introduced around the Hellfire table with huge smiles on their faces.

“Yeah I’m happy for them. They need some friends outside of themselves and I think it’ll be great for them to branch out.” you add, taking a bite of your sandwich.

“Wait til Steve hears who they befriended though. We will get a classic Harrington melt down.” Ali said laughing at the thought. You and Robin joined in imagining the stern look on his face and his signature pose: hands on his hips in disappointment.

“Now THAT I will have to see. Please make sure we are there for it.” Robin begged. The conversation turned to plans for the rest of the day. You all had work tonight (Ali and Robin at Family Video and you at the local music store your uncle owned) so you wouldn’t be able to hang out properly until Saturday but promised to talk tonight after work. The bell rang and you all headed to Chem.

Your last class creeps up on you before you know it. You get to class and find your seat in the middle of the back row. You loved English but hated sharing how you felt about a certain piece of literature, especially when half the class didn’t care about it. The class started filling up and Mrs. O’Donnell started her welcoming speech which felt like a lecture thanks to her long, droning, drawn out tone of voice. A few minutes into her syllabus overlay, the door opened and revealed the same long haired boy from lunch. Everyone looked up at him and then back to the front.

“Mr. Munson, so glad you could finally decide to join us.There’s one seat left next to Ms L/N. She will be your peer editor this year so please take your seat in an orderly fashion.” Mrs O’Donnell scolded pointedly, rolling her eyes as the boy saluted her walking to the seat on your right. He settled in as Mrs O’Donnell continued her lecture. You try everything to pay attention but you find yourself doodling on your notebook humming to whatever song comes to mind. Before you knew it, the boy to your right started to tap along to your humming. You looked over at him, thumping his pencil along the beat with your humming, his hair getting in his face as he drummed.

“Sittin in a classroom thinkin its a drag listening to the teacher rap just ain’t my bag. by the two bells ring, you know it’s my cue…”

“I’m gonna meet the boys on floor number two. Smokin in the boys room; smokin in the room. Now teacher don’t ya fill me up with your rule…”

“Cause everyone knows that smoking ain’t allowed in school.” you sang in a loud whisper together. You looked up from your finished doodle (a black inked rose). You looked up to see the long haired boy looking at you with interest. 

“Motley Crue huh? Didn’t see that one coming.” he said with a smirk. He was very intrigued by the girl who knew things about Dungeons and Dragons and metal but was also pretty and nice to him. Was this a prank? Is someone fucking with him?

“Oh I’m full of surprises. I’m Y/N” you say, offering out your hand. 

He takes it and brings it to his lips, pressing the lightest kiss to your hand. “Eddie. Pleased to meet you. So how do you know the freshmen?”

“I’ve been babysitting Dustin ever since I moved to Hawkins and I grew to love the little nerds. I meant what I said earlier at lunch by the way,” you said kindly as he smiled.

“I know. If there’s one thing I’ve gathered about you so far is that you’re honest. Not a lot of people are.” he said trailing off in thought. It was almost like he was in a memory for a moment. You got the feeling that Eddie hadn’t had much experience with genuine human beings and the thought of that alone made you wanna know more about him. 

“Well I will always be honest with you. For example: I really dig how you don’t give a fuck about what everyone thinks about you. You run to the beat of your own drum,” you admit, laughing a little at the end imagining him dancing to a heavy beat.

“Always have. ‘S nice to have someone appreciate it,” he said, pulling a hand through his hair. You smiled at the nervous reaction. It was a cute sight to see such a confident man turn into a school boy even for a moment just because you complimented him.

“You’re a contradiction ya know?” Eddie said, breaking your thought process. You look at him, now finding yourself interested in his opinion of you. “Oh? Pray tell.”

“You’re a semi-popular girl wearing a Blondie shirt and screaming Cyndi Lauper but here you are humming Motley Crue. I gotta say I’m intrigued by a woman of your stature.” he admitted.

You chuckle a bit at his comment, pushing a fallen piece of hair out of your eyes and behind your ear. “Yeah some people call it an identity crisis but I simply just like what I like and people can fuck off if they don’t get it.” You said simply, shrugging your shoulders for effect right as the bell rang. Everyone else was ready to go and rushed out of the classroom while you gathered your things into your backpack.

“So Smokin In The Boys Room is your actual favorite Crue song?” Eddie asked, grabbing his notebook.

“No not by a long shot; fit the mood though don’t ya think? My favorite is actually Wild Side because it’s the song that got them started and as much as it is a metal song, if you listen close enough, you can almost hear a punk song,” you admit, slinging your bag over your shoulders.

Eddie pondered this for a moment, genuinely impressed by how passionately you spoke about music and why it made you feel a certain way. It almost made him wanna find that tape and see what he was missing. “Hmmm that’s an interesting approach L/N. Never thought about it that way.”

“Let me know your thoughts next time I see ya,” you say walking out of the room.

“That I can do,” he replied, walking side by side with you. “However, you have to listen to one of my favorites for me; it’s only fair.” he said, his brown eyes almost sparkling at the thought. 

“Okay Eddie, name it. I’m not scared of a little metal like most of the girls in this school.” you say walking towards your locker, Eddie at your side still.

“Well let’s keep it in theme shall we? School Daze by W.A.S.P. One of the greatest bands to ever rock a stage.” He said proudly. You smiled at him. Of course he was gonna start you off on one of his favorites.

“Okay you’re on. Give it what a week to gather proper thoughts and continue this conversation?” you offering smiling still as you got to your locker.

“Sounds good to me. Until next week m’lady.” He said, tipping two fingers like he was tipping his hat to you as he walked away. You couldn’t help but smile widely about the interesting boy that was a social pariah, considered a freak but really was a cool guy trying to get through senior year. Just like everyone else. You had to admit he was really cute with how sweet he was to you but you were sure he was like that with all the girls. I mean you guys just met today.

You didn’t even notice Ali and Robin coming to your locker until one of them said “Earth to Y/N” Hellllooooo. Are you in there?’ You shook your head, clearing your mind.

“Sorry. I got in my head for a while there.” you said, blushing a little.

“We noticed. Would the reason why start with Eddie and end with Munson.” Ali probed, having seen the last part of your interaction. It took everything in you not to blush more.

“No. Besides, we were just talking about music. Nothing too serious.” you say nonchalantly.

“Yeah but Eddie Munson doesn’t talk to just anyone. Sure he talks to his friends and his ‘clients’” Robin said, air quoting clients.

“Didn’t you say something similar last summer when you guys became friends with Steve Harrington?” you countered, pointing out the unorthodox friendship between them and the older boy, “Plus it’s not a big deal. He seems like a nice guy and he’s my peer editor for the rest of the year so it’s better we have a friendly demeanor as opposed to just not saying anything.”

“I’m just saying it’s cute is all. I can see the potential.” Ali said, hugging her books into her chest, shrugging her shoulders.

“Yeah Y/N, it’ll be good for you to put yourself out there again. Especially after–” Robin started to say before you cut her off.

“AH! AH! We do not speak his name. We swore never to speak his wretched name ever again after that night.” You say in a rush.

“Okay, okay. Calm down dude. When SLIMEBALL did The Thing. But girl, you deserve the world and as your best friends, it’s our job to ensure you get just that.” Ali finished.

“Speaking of, when are you finally gonna admit your feelings for Harrington?” you joke, poking Ali in the ribs.

“Oh fuck off. You already know I’m too shy and he will never see me like that.” Ali whined, leaning her head back in frustration.

‘Woman you have six kids together. He calls you Mom; you call him Dad. You’re basically married and skipped all the steps in between,” you exclaim laughing at the end.

“She’s got a point,” Robin pointed out.

“But you see the sea of women lined up for even a chance to date Steve Harrington. I don’t wanna become one of those girls.” Ali said.

“You won’t be because you know why? You’ve got us and we’re gonna make damn sure you have a kickass boyfriend by year's end.” Robin vowed

“I second this motion,” you agree.

“You guys are assholes,” Ali groaned as you exited the school.

“We know but you love us,” Robin said, scrunching her face up.

“Yeah yeah yeah. We gotta get to work otherwise Steve will blow a gasket working a double.” Ali said, sighing. You all nodded and said goodbyes, promising to talk tomorrow first thing before heading separate ways.

The drive home was unmemorable with the radio playing whatever mundane Top 40 song was popular. Your mind is occupied with the events of the day; mainly Eddie Munson, the boy in the Iron Maiden shirt, leather jacket and ripped jeans. The boy who seemed to see you and was interested in you for reasons other than your past. You got home and immediately were greeted by your dog Norm. He was the most loyal, protective and loving dog so you guys had named him after you and your mom’s favorite resident drunk on Cheers!

“Norm!” you exclaim like they did on the show, seeing as that’s how you had greeted him since he was a puppy. You pet him while he excitedly wagged his entire body along with his tail. Norm really was the light of your life.

“Let me get changed and we will go on our run okay boy?” you inquire, scratching behind his ears, earning a bark of approval. You bound up the stairs and change into some spandex shorts, a baggy t shirt and your running shoes. You walk over to your cassettes and grab your Ramones tape Road To Ruin, get it loaded in your walkman and head back down downstairs to get Norm’s leash. 

“Ready boy? Let’s go!” you say after you leashed him up, opening the door to let Norm out first with you on his tail locking the door behind you. Running usually cleared your head and kept you centered, at ease but today you kept thinking about that curly haired boy in sixth period.

Taglist: @realeddiemunsonstandup @sharkbaitouhaha @eddies-blunt @awkwardlioness @bobbiewritesstuff

#eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfiction #haley writes fanfic #strange love chapter one #strange love an eddie fic #eddie munson x y/n

[aspiringnexu]

I was rewatching episode 5 and the way Mimzy was interacting with Husker made me think. There wasn't a lot to go on besides Husker distrusting Mimzy and Mimzy clearly knowing that Husker is on Alastor's leash and has been 'slinging booze' for the Radio Demon for quite some time (maybe Al has had Husker as a spy in various bars to keep on top of Hell's gossip and information? Everyone wants to talk to the bartender, after all). But she did seem to take some joy in ordering Husk around.

I know we've all been coming up with theories as to why Alastor would bother to spare Husk when he came to Hell and wiped the board clean of Overlords (minus Zestial who Alastor seems somewhat wary of). Maybe he didn't want to go throught the bother of reshuffling the power structure again by killing off a recently risen Overlord or maybe he saw an opportunity for a powerful thrall.

Or maybe Mimzy, the woman who stole 50 grand from loan sharks presumably to pay off more imminent debts, got herself stuck in a contract with the Overlord of Gambling and Alastor had to go bail her ass out by playing for her soul in a poker game.

A game that went so well for Alastor that he ended up completely cleaning Husker out and then having the fallen Overlord sign his soul over as well.

I just really love the idea that Husk hates it when Alastor helps Mimzy because the last time he helped her his entire life went to shit.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel huskerdust #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel theory #hazbin hotel thoughts #love the image of Alastor having tea with Rosie when he gets a hand-written note from Mimzy begging for help #and Alastor is torn between extremely protective of his stupid friend and extremely annoyed at his STUPID FRIEND #its strangely fitting that one of the worst nights of Husker's afterlife was just another chapter in 'weird shit Alastor will do for Mimzy' #hazbin hotel mimzy #alastor and rosie are queer platonic partner goals #alastor and mimzy are brother and sister #no matter how much she irritates him he will help her

[atissi]

i’ll be real i did kinda forget how to draw him but im back in business now

#so glad i made him a character ref because i did not fucking remember anything about how to draw mecha #i used to draw him everyday...hyperfixations are a strange beast #incidentally i was rereading some v/ikjayce last night because ive kind of been starving for. well-written fanfic. so my brain was primed #although i did do these raffle pulls a week ago so i might've been subliminally influenced.... #very proud of this one author who made like one chapter of a fic half a year ago and put in the notes that they're bad at updating #and now they're at i think 18 chapters? that's growth we love to see it #my art #league of legends #do i tag it like that. #edit: okay i used to tag it LoL which i assume isn't really conducive to tag searches #so ill just live with the shame of having a league tag #its for organizational purposes.

[binart]

CHAPPER 5 WEEEEEEEEHAW

finally it gets gay

#PLS ENJOY THIS CHAPTER IT'S VERY GAY #ALL 8 CHAPTERS R ON MY PATREON as well as the first three chapters illustrations ive got done so far.... so if u wanna support me and see #em early it would be appreciated! #in this chapter team marmorite is strange and offputting as usual and i love them #we learn kestin is secretly a huge fan of one paladin in particular... #mind the warning at the beginning of the chapter! #i think thats it! ok love u bye! #srpa

[eshithepetty]

Concept: after the events of the manga, Mob, now seeking to accept all of himself,  becomes looser with the usage of his powers. His vast strength, once so tightly kept to himself, dense and suffocating, expands. As a result, things start happening that he doesn't exactly mean to happen. Little things, little accidents - tying his shoes without thinking, flickering the lights when he's upset, the plants around him standing taller when he's happy. And they pile up, little things becoming big things, until the whole of seasoning city is pretty much coated in his aura. A gentle presence now that it isn't so concentrated in one place.

The espers in the area can obviously feel it, but the non-espers come to notice it too in other, subtler ways - the plums beggining to bloom earlier in spring. The weather forecasts becoming more unreliable, as sunny days come when it was meant to be cloudy, or wind sometimes picks up out of nowhere, or rain arrives sooner than expected. A lot of car accidents get saved from a lethal end just from seemingly sheer luck. The creepy sounds that one and another have been haunted by dissapear suddenly. And at times, out of nowhere, more than before, people stop to think, just how lucky they are.

From this, new urban legends arise, and the common consensus that believers arrive at in the end, is that a benelovent spirit has entered town to bless it with small miracles. But at the center of it remains, in truth, an unintentional protector - just one small boy, named Kageyama Shigeo.

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #kageyama shigeo #headcanons #late night rambles #i've been reading 'the trolley problem' on ao3 recently... #REALLY recommend esp to those who love mobs character. it explores the after effects of the final arc so intrestingly #and i love how it approaches those changes as just another chapter in mob's life - he still has challenges. they're just different ones now #I LOVE that <3 #we're never done growing #and i appreciate the strange existentialist elements in it too... its neat :) #anyways this is just something i thought of while reading that so not exactly related. but i wanted to ramble about the fic series anyways #jfjdkfjgh #my own post

[strangesickness]

losers playing ttrpgs... losers playing ttrpgs save me...

mike is running a multi-year homebrew ttrpg campaign that is basically just a combination of any rulebook the losers can get their hands on + anything they come up with. i know it to be true. the campaign started as a call of cuthulu campaign but it is now a terrifying mix of call of cuthulu, dungeons & dragons, and cyberpunk with elements from a dozen other games including star wars: the roleplaying game, warhammer, harnmaster and somehow alma mater(??? idk how. but i know this happened). richie was like. "mike man, i love you forever, you're great at this. but why don't i have magic powers?" and he pointed at ben's collection of d&d rulebooks he'd been browsing through and he sounded so earnest and excited that mike knew in that moment he was going to sacrifice the integrity of his cool mystery campaign so richie could cast vicious mockery (99% sure vicious mockery didn't exist yet... don't quote me on that but it doesn't matter because the idea of richie using it constantly is hilarious)

they've all been playing the same characters for years and they keep convincing mike to add more stuff so they're all like super powerful and mike keeps having to come up with more and more powerful enemies.

mike's dice collection is so so so cool he has so many dice, and whenever he introduces a new important character he goes out and gets dice that fit their theme and it is such a moneysink but it's worth it because ooooh pretty dice

after four occasions where the losers decided to adopt a random npc mike hadn't planned anything for, mike has started planning every single npc out down to the specifics of their childhood education. he has endless character sheets hanging out in his room with characters he's created that populate his game world.

okay hanbrough agenda time: bill is the most oblivious guy in the entire world. i know this. (he is the guy who looks at brokeback mountain and goes "what do you mean it was gay? why can't men be friends anymore?" this is based on that one passage at the beginning of the book where he goes on one of those "why can't the curtains just be blue because they're fucking blue" rants lol. he does not know what media literacy is. to me) and mike is. increasingly frustrated and feels like he's losing his mind. he is like head in hands because he asked bill to go to prom with him and bill was like "yeah sure man! sounds great, you're my bestie forever!", and he has no idea what to do, because how is this man this dense, so he just starts having all of his NPCs fall head over heels for bill's character and flirt like madmen. it is painful for everyone involved. except bill. who still has no idea what is going on. that is a very unfortunate month.

mike and ben hang out a lot and ben helps mike brainstorm for the campaign so ben has all this insider knowledge and mike will just look at him before something insane happens in the campaign. they'll like make eye contact and ben will be like holy shit holy shit holy shit :0 and mike just drops some insane new lore. it's very special to me.

#i know it might be like. why isn't ben or bill GM? they're the writers! #but like. idk it just fits. watching mike in it chapter 2 gave me so much unhinged GM energy #that man can spin a TALE. i know it. i also know he can improvise like crazy #they finish a session and he's like. btw guys everything after like the first hour was improvised i hope it didn't feel to awkward #and the losers are like... wdym you didn't perfectly plan all of that????? #bill could not run a campaign to save his life. he does not know what chekhov's gun is. he does not know what nuance is. #he would be trying to run a campaign and the losers would do ANYTHING even slightly off the hyperspecific plan he made #and he'd start trying to railroad everyone and everyones just getting increasingly stressed #basically it would be a bad time #that man can't do improv i know it in my heart #ben on the other hand is a massive ttrpg nerd and has run multiple one shots with the losers #he's not big into long campaigns like mike is but he loves coming up with new campaign ideas #he also collects ttrpg rulebooks and is always looking for weird ones to try out with his friends <3 #they all have so much fun doing character creation with ben too. it's great. #i'm not done with this btw. i have so much more to say #i love ttrpgs and a party is the highest level of friendship. this is true #my high school best friends were literally just my d&d party #and cyberpunk (the ttrpg) is how i made friends in college lol #posts afflicted with a strange sickness #it stephen king #it 2019 #it 2017 #mike hanlon #bill denbrough #ben hanscom #hanbrough #richie tozier

[chasing-chimeras]

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#ignore me needleslly bellyaching into the void but this has been a very rough start to the new year #got a panel proposal to a conference rejected which sucks #next semester is looming and i have so many things to do ahead of time to meet different program requirements #i’ve been sick for like two weeks now #estranged relationship w one of my bio parents is getting difficult again #also feeling kind of strange about the new chapter of gz #it was difficult to write and i sort of wore myself out getting it done and sending it out into the world feels strange #anyway if you read it and want to lmk what you think i’d be super grateful bc it was def a work of excruciating love #(consider this me begging for comments but in a totally cool and really detached way with no hint of desperation whatsoever 🥲) #etc etc etc nothing new under the sun and i’m okay in the grand scheme of things #🤡

[lavenderjewels]

(JJK 220 Spoilers)

[ID: Cropped panels of Kenjaku’s kogane from Jujutsu Kaisen. It is a floating creature with a pointed heart-shaped tail, wings, closed eyes, and stitches across its head. The first panel is it happily saying “Woow.” A second panel is it sweating and a speech bubble from it says “But… Rule… S-Seven…” End ID.]

kenjaku’s kogane is adorable

#jjk spoilers #jjk leaks #jjk 220 #kenjaku #koganes as a concept are still so strange but funny to me #kenjaku is stressing theirs out #spamming from this chapter bc I loved it #no I cannot explain all the barrier things at the start but #as someone who read that one sukuna mummy thread ages ago. I am satisfied

[acourtofquestions]

“There was something sad about her-sitting so still with her legs against her chest, the moonlight coloring her hair silver. No bold, swaggering expressions strutted across her face as the glow of the castle rippled in her eyes.

He found her beautiful, if a bit strange and sour. It was something in the way that her eyes sparked when she looked at something lovely in the landscape. He couldn't understand it.

She stared at the castle unflinchingly, her form silhouetted against the blazing brightness that sat on the edge of the Avery River. Clouds gathered above them and she raised her head. Through a clearing in the swirling mass, a cluster of stars could be seen. He couldn't help thinking that they gazed down at her.

No, he had to remember she was an assassin with the blessing of a pretty face and sharp wits. She washed her hands with blood, and was just as likely to slit his throat as offer him a kind word. And she was his Champion. She was here to fight for him--and for her freedom. And nothing more. He lay down, his hand still upon his sword, and fell asleep.

Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.”

#Throne of Glass #dorian havilliard #celaena sardothien #Sarah J. Maas #Sarah J Maas #Page 38 #Chapter 6 #quote #book quote #one of my favorites #still the image haunted his dreams #a lovely girl #gazing at the stars #and the stars who gazed back #poetic imagery #to the stars that listen #paralell lines #Maasverse #Throne of Glass quote #Sarah J. Maas quote #Dorian Havilliard quote #Celaena Sardothien quote #character perspective #TOG #there was something sad about her #the moonlight coloring her hair #he found her beautiful if a bit strange #it was something in the way that her eyes sparked when she looked at something lovely in the landscape #she stared at the castle unflinchingly #silhouetted against the blazing brightness that sat on the edge of the Avery river

[lovelydrusilla]

"thank you for the letters."

Jisbon Appreciation Week | ♢ Day 1

↪ ✧ Moment That Defines Their Dynamic ✧

#YOU BEING ABSENT IS THE ONE THING THAT HAS MADE THIS NEW CHAPTER STRANGE AND SAD. MISS YOU #<3 !!!!!!!!!!! #screaming crying etc #and then he signs it 'u no hoo' #i love one (1) man #the lip bite when she starts reading #her comfy little set up #AND THE LETTER BOX!!!!! #I love them sm #babies #the mentalist #teresa lisbon #patrick jane #aesthetic #jisbon #dark academia #love letters #poetry #writing #dark academia aesthetic #best friends to lovers #mutual pining #jisbonaw2022 #tmsource #tmedit #Jisbon Appreciation Week

[morningmarionette]

now that im finished with gatsby i just have to like write down my thoughts and then make them all cute and neat and stuff then im gonna start gone with the wind

#dorian reads classics #great gatsby <3 #im still thinking abt this btw like idk if ill be able to focus in class due to gatsby #i really #i love the story of two lonely souls who find a strange comfort in being lonely together while one has accepted his fate of solitude and #is grateful when the occasional person comes into his life for whatever short chapter theyll feature in and the other soul actively attempt #to fight against his fate of solitude (all this while Nick honestly could have gotten away from his solitude by being friends #with Tom and Daisy and Jordan yet in the end he decides to stick with his only true companion) while Gatsby falls farther and farther #from his goal of being happy (or what he perceives as happiness because that's all he's known and all his mind can accept as happiness) wit #Daisy. IM SICK. #its really sad that in the very end when it all really truly matter Nick was the only one to stay by his side #and even sicker that Nick couldn't even bear to stay in a West Egg that didnt have Gatsby in it #like ??? what was Francis THINKING when he wrote this OUGH #he had to know that neurodivergent little creatures would overthink and analyze the crap out of it.... #AND HONESTLY GATSBY HURTS ALOT MORE WHEN YOU THINK ABT THE FACT THAT FRANCIS LIVED THIS #this is HIS life he wrote this FROM EXPERIENCE and that hurts sosososo much #like people really only care for you when you can offer them something....

[brown-little-robin]

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Update on Strange Redemption:

I have spring break next week. If I can make a detailed outline for the next arc of Strange Redemption by the end of spring break, I'll go back to a biweekly update schedule for Strange Redemption.

It's been so long...!

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#I'm so excited about the idea of a schedule for this #the routine is one of my favorite parts #the knowledge that I can write a chapter in a week - edit it the next week - then publish... that's really satisfying #I want to go back. I so want to go back to writing regularly #no promises right now but oh I would love to do this! #About The Strange Redemption of Thaddeus Thawne

[isabelguerra]

paranatural would be so good if the characters had intended symbolism and core beliefs and things behind them that drove a specific meaning. rather than being tools for shonen anime pseudomocking

#like all joming aside the comic is funny but thats it. its funny. its made to be funny. it has some wacky lines gets some good reactions #its funny. but i dont think its a good story anymore. #like let’s really think about this for a moment. what is paranatural about. #4 years ago i wouldnt said ‘kids fighting ghosts in their wacky hometown’ but theh havent done that in ages. theres no trace of that story #and there hasnt been since chapter 5 ended #digging further- thats just plot. what is it ABOUT? the power of friendship? the perseverance to protect the ones you love? #i used to love max for his down-to-earth straight man grounded perspective. max wasnt funny. max was reasonable and the contrast of that #reason against the nonsense of the town is what MADE him funny. #like the other day when i posted the comparison between ch4’s hallway specshot scene and the one from fridays page #max isnt being funny in the hallway. ‘why am i here’ is put against Haha Woww So Deel Max Lol to which he can reply no i mean study hall. #his reaction is rational. the sarcasm adds humor but its rather the world around him which is so newly strange that his normalcy is funny #and then versus the new page. max makes a Why Am I Here joke again. but this time the question is not asked by max the character who wants #to know why his father has dragged him to a kids entertainment zone. but rather is asked as the setup for an #Unexpected Quirky Classic Max One-Liner ‘no i meant on this earth why do i exist’ #it just feels so much flatter. max isnt aloof and uncaring and sarcastic because he doesnt care about anything or anyone and is untouchable. #max is standoffish but genuinely nice and caring for the people he meets. his first instinct after landing on johnnys face #is to ask if hes alright. when PJ feels distraught at not being important in his own death maxes first instinct is to find a way to make him #feel better. to challenge that perspective and doubt the viewpoint his own poor self esteem gives him #when isabel comes out of her spirit trance and is too shocked to move max immediately rushes to her side to protect her against a spirit hes #terrified of. and then the next day brings what happened up to her and says hes sorry she went through that and hes got her back #he BREAKS HIS ARM TO PROTECT JOHNNY AGAINST HIJACK #hes a good protagonist because even though he has trouble connecting to others and being super friendly hes still NICE!!!! he still CARES!!! #i might take these tags and just make them a new post this turned into loving max hours #paranatural

[meringuejellyfish]

i think the fact that witch hat atelier somewhat struggles with introducing a few too many characters at a time but then not really taking the time to fully flesh out or utilize them leaving for much to desire from characters that do appear to be quite interesting is something i consider a blunder of the series but its also rather humorous to me because i think this author just really likes character design i will be honest

#thankfully the main cast is just so wonderfully captivating and incredibly enjoyable that its not really a case of ''being stuck with boring #main characters when the side characters are infinitely more interesting'' #its more so ... characters like alaira jujy heiheart etc etc are so fun and cool and it makes me mad because i just want to know more about #them !!!!!!!please. just a little bit #when jujy (and heiheart) appeared in the recent chapters i was freaking out you guys dont know #JUJY WAS INTERACTING WITH THE OTHER APPRENTICES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!G #fucking hell man. the main four apprentices are genuinely some of my favorite characters in anything. ever #but also ... jujy could have been a main character. lol #and im a little (very!) upset that shes not when i think about it #sigh ..i cant wait for alaira and euini to reappear #with the case of alaira i actually get so so upset i wish they didnt just disappear for so many chapters without even a simple mention #i get it theyre going rouge but :-( they had the one comic where euini sends letters to richeh but we never get something like this in the #actual series #and its so strange to me. i cant keep living like this i need alaira to tell me stories about her life #i CANNOT keep making shit up about her i miss her so bad its not even fucking funny #i also ... want to see more of her and qifrey :-( i think about them sometimes #alaira is one of qifreys only and dearest friends ....i love how silly and tender their interactions are #these people dont see eachother very often but wont hesitate to joke around a bit whenever they do happen to cross paths #theyre just very comfortable around eachother #i just like how this series writes relationships between the adults its handled with such a specific care and is so natural. but thats a #whole other ramble #these are ...people

[lottieurl]

Having pre-crash thoughts and strike me if Taissa ever noticed Shauna and Jackies relationship. I mean, you can see that she and Shauna sort of have this closeness that don't actually extend much further than agreeing with each other (by their similar perspectives?). And Taissa knowing herself as queer along with having a secret relationship with Van. I wonder if she ever thought about the other girls, if they could be queer too. And doing that, if she ever considered Shauna and Jackies personal behaviours.

Jackies oscillated relationship with Jeff and her resistance about having sex with him (this part I'm not gonna dare everybody would know. But HEY! It's high school, everybody knows about everybody, especially if the person stands out). So, i don't know, if WE noticed something, maybe Taissa could've too.

Shauna constantly gravitating towards everything that involved Jackie. The way she behaved. The looks!!!! That intense aura of resentment. Her never ending friction with Jackie. Taissa is a smart girl and although I wouldn't bet she would've been through something like that, because it's a new layer of repression, I could imagine she would definitely notice something was up about them.

About Shauna, I mean, that girl is so suspicious. The gloom aspect of her very nature, the stillness of her, that enormous element of sadness. Her eyes!!! And everything seams to react by Jackies presence.

I wonder if Taissa ever thought about doing something. She wouldn't reach out to Jackie, so maybe Shauna. Throwing hints at her, trying to talk. If she actually did something and we don't know.

If in the wilderness everything about their relationship highlighted and It was even more easier to notice. If she talked about this with someone else, probably Van. If they theorized together (that would be so fun to watch).

Anyway, I'm going insane and I'm trying really hard to bring people with me. So what do you think?

hmmm i think it's something people enjoy playing with? i didn't read much of what's on ao3 yet but i did almost finish (getting there!) "you stay with the earth" and that's very much a thing there. which i enjoy in it so much and i think it's done very believably and in character except yknow it's a jackie lives au so obviously there's that. but what do i think in terms of canon................ hmmm i think it's very possible tai did wonder especially when they came back and shauna married jeff and seemed to dedicate her entire life to jackie. like i think it's possible it Crossed Her Mind but i also don't really think that IN CANON after jackie's death she would wonder very much about jackie's sexuality lmao and before that she didn't know jackie well enough. IF shauna ever made some confession of the kind she made to jeff in the last ep TO taissa then i think tai would wonder but wouldn't say shit. i mean really what do you even say lmao realizing that if that's the case is not gonna Help her i'm afraid. but also tai was on a fucking soccer team i bet at some point she did wonder who else was gay cause frankly not enough of those girls ARE. it's a girls' soccer team let's be realistic here

#if you haven't read that fic you should btw #i remember starting it after s1 ended and i read like 5 chapters then dropped off and i reread those and read the rest #like well except for the last two chapters (getting there!!) #and its suuuuch a great one and i love all the character exploration in it #its a perfect mix of like. strange and absolutely hilarious and shockingly realistic #anyways. sorry this ended up being fic shout out kind of. its just Good i love that fic. i still need to like #leave a huge comment on the last one trying to mention everything i loved abt it #cause im a bitch and didnt leave anything yet #but yeah anyways. #yellowjackets blogging

[curator-on-ao3]

same anon here!

omg, chapel/pike story?!?!?!

CAN'T WAIT!

i'm a big chapel/spock fan but i fell in love with the idea of chapel/pike! bc their pairing has a potential for being sinfully hot 😈🔥 i have read some fics about them with their dynamic written in a really delicious way 🥵🥵🥵

Hi, again! 💕

I appreciate your excitement for Chapel/Pike! I’m also a huge Chapel/Spock fan (and Chortegas and most other Chapel pairings), so I’m enjoying a new-to-me option for her with Pike. So far, the story is very much about feelings and healing and all that … while they’re also very much attracted to each other because — hello — they’re both lovely people in every way (so their physical affection is extra sweet, imo, because it means so much to them).

I’m loving your asks, anon! 💕

#i love asks #please know anon that your asks are absolutely delightful #star trek strange new worlds #christine chapel #christopher pike #christine chapel x christopher pike #i promise to one day stop talking about this story and start posting it #i’m on chapter 9 and want the whole thing written and edited before i start to post #i’m thinking 10 … maybe 11 … chapters so not too much longer i hope