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steddielations · 2 years

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Steddie Headcanons from my Inbox

* At the first DnD game after they started dating Eddie sat on Steve’s lap the entire time behind his DM board. And at first Dustin was happy that Steve finally came to a DnD game but then got annoyed because Steve kept flirting with Eddie and distracting him - Anonymous

* Henderdads HC: 1) upon learning that Steve and Eddie are together Dustin screamed "it's the coolest thing ever!" throwing his hands in the air. 2) Dustin forced Eddie to have a radio on him at any times. 3) Steve tried DnD once and was failing on purpose, begging Eddie to be knocked unconscious - but all the constitution checks came up too high, to Eddie's endless amusement. 4) Dustin lies about not having breakfast yet, like a cat would, receiving two breakfasts, one from each dad. 5) Steve got into being a malewife so much, he planted a whole ass flowerbed in front of the trailer - Anonymous

* Movie nights are big with these three. Dustin keeps trying to slip R rated movies into the VHS player, but Steve always catches him in the act.

Steve sometimes gets nightmares about the Upside Down (and Vecna), and he goes into sleep paralysis a lot. It scares the shit out of Eddie whenever Steve is staying the night at his trailer and he can't get his boyfriend to wake up. It doesn't help that Steve's eyes will sometimes roll back into his head when he's in paralysis.

Eddie hates thunderstorms, so whenever there's a storm, either Dustin or Steve will make sure to be there for him. Sometimes, though, neither of them can be, so Max brings it on herself to comfort a hyperventilating Eddie during the downpour - Anonymous *

* eddie and steve giving dustin advice on how to talk to girls, and them being really surprised when eddie actually knows more than steve bc girls feel comfortable talking to him cuz he’s gay

literally just man bun eddie and steve going crazy for it

eddie being rly possesive and loving when steve steals his shirts

them getting high together bc eddie’s the town pot dealer

steve asking eddie about the bandana in his pocket and that leading to their first kiss and the first time steve ‘spent the night at eddie’s’

steve defending eddie when he gets in fights for being gay bc eddie is a softie (and also traumatized) and can’t fight

eddie and steve telling dustin they’re dating and dustin just being like “ok. i kinda already knew.”

eddie, despite being a terrible role model, also doing his best to guide dustin - anonymous *

* eddie offers to cut steves hair and eventually steve caves but when eddie almost nicks steves ear hes like "NEVER AGAIN MUNSON!" and doesnt let eddie anywhere near his perfectly hair sprayed hair - @amirahiddleston

* steve is the malewife that cooks at home, eddie is the girlboss that earns money w his music, dustin is their unruly kid send ask - Anonymous

* given dustin's history w meddling with steve's love life he would TOTALLY Oster him about eddie once he sees the way they look at each other. parent trap au to boot - Anonymous

* eddie sketches and doodles constantly, aaaaand he’s really good at it ok. Like reeeealllly good. in the mornings while steve is sleeping eddie will sit and draw him. he literally has a sketchbook full of sleeping stevie tangled in bedsheets. steve doesn’t know about this (eddie drawing him—he knows eddie sketches here and there) until he finds eddie’s sketchbook between the bed and the bedside table when making the bed. (bonus au headcanon: had titantic come out in the 80s there would definitely be some teasing from steve when eddie got home;; steve is on the couch, elbow resting on the armrest, “paint me like one of your french gurls~” he would tell eddie and then giggle when eddie pounces on him) 😎👍🏻 - @flannelinsecurities

* i'm not saying they both have a hair pulling kink, but they both definitely have a hair pulling kink. eddie also just likes having his hair played with. he's one of those people who turns to mush when someone runs their hands through his hair, or twirls his hair around their finger. he lets nancy and robin do all sorts of stupid braided hairstyles on him because he just loves having his hair touched and played with. nancy actually trials hairstyles she wants to wear on herself on eddie's hair first - @steddieharrington

* Eddie is absolutely the dad to spoil his and Steve's child (Dustin) rotten. Takes him out for ice cream, to the movies, buys him extra snacks when they're all out shopping... name any way Eddie could spoil Dustin, he does it. Steve spoils Dustin too, but instead of taking him out to places, he spends time with Dustin at one of their houses. Listening to Dustin's stories, playing games with him, jamming out to music, and sometimes, if the weather is good, out on a drive to nowhere in particular, just to give Dustin a bit of fresh air and sunshine - Anonymous

* eddie sees a polaroid of steve and robin at scoops ahoy (the one where keery is sitting on the countertop) and tells robin he’s never talking to her again because she had been withholding this treasure from him and then he asks steve if he still has the uniform

• steve slips batteries in dustin’s coat pockets when it’s hanging on the back of a chair while the party is together. steve always puts a great value pack of them in dustin’s stocking at christmas. he also keeps just a ziplock bag of batteries in his glove department.

• you know how some families do matching gifts for the holidays? like pajama sets and slippers or some shit? not steve. steve got them all brand new walkies. he also labeled them all with their names. he labeled dustin’s as ‘dusty bun’ for laffs. (everyone’s had their nickname on it, because they’re all 12). eddie wrote over steve’s label ‘pretty boy’

• for father’s day dustin gives steve a 6 month pass to a local gym that teaches self defense lessons - @flannelinsecurities

* Steve and Eddie are in their mid-fifties and they use Spotify religiously. Steve has a tendency to stay logged into his account, which Eddie then takes liberty to sneak several metal songs into Steve's Playlists.

Steve and Eddie move away to a big city, like Boston. Steve buys storefront property for Eddie so that he can open up his own gaming store. Once a year Eddie will hold a four day Hellfire weekend event and invite the old Hawkins gang around so that they can play DnD and reminisce about the old days. Possibly, leaving out the Upside Down, because they don't want to bring back the not so great memories.

And finally, Steve and Eddie invite Dustin, his partner and the brood of kids around to celebrate Christmas and the New Year together as a big family. They do this yearly, even after all the kids are grown and have their own families. I imagine Dustin has like three kids because he didn't want an only child family again - @anaxibiaclark

* Dustin totally brags about being the one to get them together but in reality he was probs the last one to know in the group purely because being fruity just;; didnt occur to him when rationalising their behaviour

Dustin and Eddie would so team up to scare Steve, because they find his reactions funny, until they realise the negative affect that them scaring him was doing- eg more panic attacks, paranoia, insomnia etc and collectively go oh shit

Dustin would find Eddie's handcuffs and be like: Cool what are these for? Magic tricks? Cue Eddie cackling and Steve bright red making sure his sleeves are pulled down @that-bitttch *

* my steddie + dustin, or really just steddie parents, hc is that eddie is the go-to comfort parent and steve is the go to fix it parent.

eddie is always shown like touching someone or leaning against something in canon and i firmly believe he gives the BEST comfort cuddles to his kids. just silence and them sitting on eddie’s lap while they watch reruns of their favorite show.

and for steve, he’s so action based when it comes to his affection, i think, you know he’s always driving dustin here, picking mike there, etc etc. so i think that if one of his kiddos (biological or not) has a problem they instantly go to him without any doubt that he can either fix it right then and there or give really good advice on a long term solution - @incognito-lezbean *

* Headcanon. When gay marriage is legalised they're both so excited just turn to each other and immediately propose. I do also think they'd have a little 'wedding' before it was legalised. They just wanted to be husbands - Anonymous

* okay one hc from me bc i kinda wanna write this: when steve realized he wanted to propose to eddie, he asked for wayne's permission first and it was before they could get married legally, but they still had a small unofficial ceremony with all their friends and they both had dustin as their best man - Anonymous

* Eddie is a cuddler. Sometimes he and Steve will share a bed, and Steve will wake up with Eddie's face in his neck and legs around his waist. Steve doesn't complain though, he likes the physical affection.

Steve can't sew for shit, but he's really good at drawing and cooking, so he'll draw Dustin and Eddie pictures, and make them food if they're too tired from doing whatever to make themselves something to eat.

Eddie paints, so he'll paint in the drawings that Steve gives him. He'll do the same to Dustin's, if the little dude requests.

Eddie made Steve a Hellfire t-shirt one day, and Steve nearly cried, because he knew how important the club was to Eddie, so to have something from said club meant a lot to Steve.

When Eddie was in the hospital because of his bat injuries (because Eddie didn't die, idk what ppl are talking about), Steve went out of his way to learn D&D lore, and learn about Eddie's favorite bands and songs. So when Eddie came back, he had someone to infodump to, who could appreciate what Eddie was saying.

Autistic Eddie, ADHD Dustin and Steve. They all have major PTSD, understandbly so.

Steve sometimes goes into a disassociative episode whenever the lights start flickering for whatever reason, and everytime he does, it scares the shit out of Dustin and Eddie - Anonymous *

#THANK YALL SO MUCH FOR SENDING THESE MY HEART IS SO FULL #these are all so good it’s literally free serotonin reading through them #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie headcanons #dustin henderson #stranger things #stranger things 4 #steveddie #henderfam #henderdads

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ars-daemonum · 3 years

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#FFXIV #ffxiv spoilers #mun scribbles #the moment I saw it I HAD to draw it #the upside-down thing came after I started doodling but I kinda like it a lot

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obeiii-mee · 4 years

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Hi there! If its okay, could i ask for headcannons of the brothers finding out MC is an Artist? Something like, finding there sketchbook or napkins w doodles on them jfjdjs Or maybe they catch MC glancing at them alot while trying to draw them? hfjd Ty!! Your writing is really good~

Of course it’s OK! I’ve always liked the idea of MC having a really interesting hobby and teaching the brothers about it. I feel like all the brothers would be very supportive of them, even if they all had various reactions to their hobby but I really love writing wholesome moments like that. Sorry this took longer to come out, I made them really long to make up for it!

Also thank you. Your compliment means a lot :)

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The Brothers’ reactions to MC being an artist:

Lucifer:

-Well if you’re going to glance at him every two minutes, he’s bound to notice

-I mean, you’re pretty damn obvious

-Lucifer got pretty used to you whipping out your sketchbook whenever you could

-So for you to start doodling in his office while he worked wasn’t exactly unheard of

-He caught you staring at him before looking back down at your drawing, continuing your series of furious scribbles

-Now you piqued his interest

-“You seem very focused there love. What are you drawing?”

-Scared the crap out of you because he rarely ever talks when he’s working

-You were reluctant to show him but Lucifer has his insisting face on

-When you passed him the sketchbook, he momentarily froze

-Your drawing was so detailed and full of emotion, capturing him slumped over his desk, exhausted but determined to finish the work he’s been assigned

-He was so surprised and stunned, for a second, he forgot to breathe

-“It’s not exactly one of my best drawings yet but-“

-“You never fail to impress me MC.”

-He suspected you were drawing him but he wasn’t expecting this much effort to be put into it

-He would definitely keep all your drawings of him

-Loves all your work but secretly adores your sketches of him best

-Lucifer would occasionally look over your shoulder while you sketch, taking a peek at what you’re drawing and smile to himself

-He’s never felt this much pride for someone else before

Mammon:

-Was pissed you would rather spend time with an object rather than him

-It annoyed him at first because he couldn’t tell if you were listening to him or not while you had your nose stuck in your sketchbook

-Basically, he was jealous of a sketchbook

-You can’t do that Mammon, that’s Levi’s thing

-So one day he decided to see what the fuck was so great about that giant notebook you always have with you

-He turned your entire room upside down searching for the damn thing before finding it

-He flipped through it and I’m sure the entire House of Lamentation could hear his gasp

-You drew him for pages and pages in all sorts of positions and styles and he was a flustered tomato going through them

-You willingly drew him? The scum of a demon who could never do anything right unless it involved money? You put your time and effort into these sketches and doodles despite him being condescending and a dick at times?

-Excuse me but this man is already head over heels in love with you, you can’t keep giving him reasons to fall for you

-He was so engrossed into your work that he didn’t notice you behind him

-“Mammon why is there a mess in my room-“

-“HOLY SHI-AHHH!!!”

-Too embarrassed to even think of an excuse for going through your shit

-“Ah those...I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have drawn you without your permission Mammon-“

-“Are ya kiddin’ me? MC, I feel insulted that you didn’t tell me about this sooner. Can...Can I keep some of ‘em??”

-Now he insists that you draw him as often as possible and would even pose for you (he loves the attention let’s be real)

-He wants to see all of your drawings and will endlessly support you

-Thought about using your skill as a way to make money because art can be very expensive

-But in the end, he dropped the idea

-Why would he sell something so precious to him??

Levi:

-He probably has a sketchbook too

-You guys draw Ruri-chan together in your own styles

-Levi always insists that you’re much better at drawing than him tho

-Your talent makes him a little jealous but at the same time he’s fascinated

-Was so surprised when he found out you were into sketching

-Levi was even more surprised when you showed him all the drawings you’ve worked on for your favourite anime and video game characters

-OK but how come you’re so perfect? Not only are you a lovely person that is willing to watch anime with him without insulting his opinions but you can draw? W...h...a...t...?

-He requests several sketches of ‘The Tale of the Seven Lords’ characters and will actually tape them to his wall

-Some of them are right on his Ruri-chan shelf

-“Hey normie, do you...do you mind teaching me how to draw? I want to learn.”

-Is 100% determined to learn how to properly sketch from you

-You started drawing him as well, usually while he games

-You better stop, he’ll have a nosebleed if you keep being so nice to him!

-Draw him as an anime character and he will start fangirling

-“Phew. OK I’m finished.”

-“What did you draw?”

-“Hentai.”

-“This. Is. A. Masterpiece.”

-Will proudly show your work to his brothers (usually the same drawing more than five times)

-What did an otaku like him do to deserve you??

Satan:

-He found out you were an artist fairly quickly

-I meant he found tissues with doodles you left behind everywhere

-He kept all of them

-It was so refreshing for him to see you so invested in your drawings the same way he is in his reading

-You’re still under the impression you’re being sneaky by drawing him while he has his nose in his books

-You ended up finally gathering enough courage to show him one of your portraits of him

-He had a reaction similar to Lucifer’s really

-Praise!

-He made your drawing into a bookmark

-Idk how but he did

-You leave him a few doodles of you and him being all lovey dovey and he absolutely adores them

-Will lose his marbles if anyone says anything remotely negative about your style or talent

-Draw him fluffy animals pls he will literally have them framed and fixed up in his room

-Also if you draw any of his brothers (specifically Lucifer let’s be real) in a silly way he will actually start snorting with laughter

-You sketch him pretty damn often and he can’t really complain

-It’s really peaceful when you two are in the library and you’re working on your doodling while he reads aloud to you

-Buys you equipment like pens and pencils and even sketchbooks when he knows you’re running out

-He’s really delighted when you come over to show him your drawings

-Once he caught you staring at a cat as you started sketching it

-He actually didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much

Asmo:

-Noisy little fucker that he is and in need of drama, he looked through your sketchbook

-Thought it was a diary at first but nope

-Imagine his surprise when he found pages upon pages of drawings of his brothers and him

-Except his weren’t really a surprise

-He’s gorgeous of course you would want to draw him

-But oh my God, do you realise how much he values art??

-I know he looks as if he only thinks about sex but he definitely has a thing for creativity and art like painting and photography

-“MC darliiiing~? Why didn’t you tell me you can draw?”

-He actually shrieks at how well you’ve captured his beauty

-He insists that they look like actual pictures of him

-Takes several pictures of all of them and posts them on DevilGram

-A bit salty when you drawing anything else but him

-However, he can’t deny that you’re one of the most talented individuals he ever met

-He comes up to you every day and lractically begs you to draw him

-One time you came in your room to find him naked and asking you to draw him

-Is actually kinda good at drawing himself

-Specifically people

-He has enough experience exploring the human body so he surprisingly enough, knows a thing or two when it comes to body proportions

-“MC draw me like one of your french girls~”

-I’m sorry I had to do that

-He also likes the attention he’s getting when he poses for you

-He may think he’s the most beautiful being in all three realms but he definitely thinks you’re the second

-So he often offers to draw you too

-He likes having cozy chats with you while you draw

Beel:

-You left your sketchbook behind in the kitchen with him

-Mammon needed your assistance to get down from where Lucifer hanged him after one of his failed money schemes

-He knocked a glass of milk nearby it and had a panic attack for a minute

-Legitimately thought he ruined the whole thing

-Was actually about ready to cry because he knew how important your sketchbook was to you

-Looked through it just to make sure there were no splotches or anything

-To say he was relieved when he realised it was fine would be an understatement

-He was kinda drawn to your sketches, most of them carefully drawn and expressive, even some of the ones you scribbled out

-One specific drawing caught his eye though

-You drew him and Belphie together, with his twin brother’s head resting on his shoulder while Beel ate

-He was mesmerised by your talent and by your thoughtfulness

-Beel felt bad about it but he kept looking through your sketches, enchanted by everything in it

-You drew him and his brothers several times

-It’s safe to say the discovery of your drawings brightened his day

-Gave back your sketchbook later

-He apologised for going through it without your permission more than he needed to

-You had to accept his apology because he looked like a kicked puppy

-Feels very honoured whenever you let him look at your work

-Is more than happy to pose for you!

-But that might be a bit of a problem seeing as he tends to move around a lot

-“Whoa, that looks just like me! The food I’m eating looks really realistic too...which is making me hungry. Let’s go to Hell’s Kitchen, you can finish this there!”

-Supportive bean

-You gave him a family sketch of him and all of his brothers once

-Normally, he only likes gifts he can eat

-But he treasures that drawing more than food at times

-“This...this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me! Thank you MC! But uh, someone’s missing in this drawing.”

-“Ah shit, who did I miss?”

-“You.”

-If anything ever happens to Beel or his happiness I swear to Lord Diavolo-

Belphie:

-OK but you left your notebook just sitting there right next to him???

-How do you expect him not to look through it?

-Belphie doesn’t care much for privacy

-And he doesn’t exactly have morals either

-He didn’t even know you were into drawing

-Which to be fair, wasn’t scandalous considering he sleeps 20 hours a day

-But he wants to be more involved in your interests so that’s why he took initiative with your sketchbook

-Idk what he was expecting but definitely not a sketch of him staring back at him

-His heart skipped a beat but I don’t even know if demons have hearts

-The cheeky little shit took pictures and may or may not have made on your drawings of him his wallpaper

-Most of the drawings were of him sleeping, surprising...absolutely no one

-“So that’s what you’re up to whenever I go to sleep huh? So cute~”

-But besides all that, he is really touched

-I mean, if there’s anyone undeserving of your love and respect is the piece of shit of who tried to kill you

-Yet here you are, continuously showering him with affection and now this

-Probably spent hours looking at your sketchbook while you were at R.A.D

-Didn’t say anything to you when you came back except handing your notebook back to you

-Though he was less of a smartass and more affectionate for the rest of the day

-Next morning, you took the liberty of waking up before him and sketching him again

-He grabbed your arm halfway through your doodling and grinned at you from under the covers

-“Drawing me again huh? You won’t mind me doing this while you’re at it then right?”

-Now he’s sleeping in your lap

-Whenever you show him your work, he makes a small approving noise but he’s seriously impressed

-Draw Lucifer or Lord Diavolo in any offensive manner and he will actually start giggling

-Gets all huffy puffy when you draw his brothers instead of him (we all know Beel is the exception)

-I may have a thing for Belphegour

Al~

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #⭐️ requests #☂️ demon brothers #🕯 general

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yvixtrae · 4 years

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A Teeny Tiny Tad Bit of a Re-Write of the Bad-Boy AU I Wrote for Park Jisung About a Year Ago or Something

Oh boi—

A bad-boy AU with Jisung??

Let’s set this boi somewhere in highschool then

Because why not though lmao

Mayhaps a sophomore or junior, per say

Honestly, bad isn’t the proper word for it

I guess it’s more like… He’s a tad bit rough around the edges??

Like I dunno bro but he’s just not that bad

Mainly keeps to himself and stays really quiet

Just skips classes a lot

And sometimes skips school altogether

But like...

He just usually spends time on the rooftop or something like that instead

Somewhere peaceful to have his earbuds in and be alone to just like, vibe

Y’know??

Because nothing really beats listening to things like i prevail, starset, hollywood undead, and even black veil brides or all time low--unless maybe you wanna listen to things like chillstep, melodic dubstep, and electronic which is valid too

And despite listening to both, he also has spare room in his music taste for things like a fair amount of neffex and random songs from either troye sivan or older get scared songs

You might find him roaming the halls too, if he for some odd reason isn’t tucked away on the rooftop or something

Nonetheless, always has headphones in, with his music playing quietly

Never really pays attention to the school uniform dress code, so you’ll find him in something like…

Either hella casual or a bit more on the edgy side

Maybe something like a dark but faded baggy blood red zip-up hoodie or red and black flannel over some sort of band or general fandom t-shirt or something paired with plain black skinny jeans and converse

Or maybe you’ll find him in something along the lines of...

Maybe something like a slightly oversized seemingly almost pastel galaxy-colored sort of hoodie with a strip of simple black and white checkering down the sides of the sleeves paired with ripped light or dark grey skinny jeans and heeled gothic boots

No matter what though--he’s typically wearing something with long sleeves just to wear one as a sweaterpaw and roll the other one up to his elbow

Almost always has accessories of some sort like a simple and delicate choker or super pretty but dangling celestial earrings or even a bit of chaining for his jeans

Sometimes he puts on a teeny tiny bit of eye-liner on because why not

There are times where the teachers try to say something about his apparel but he just can never find it in him to care and listen

But since it’s not too big of a deal in general, he hardly ever gets in actual trouble over it

Has gotten into a few fights before due to things like standing up for the few people he associates with when they’re being picked on and whatnot

But this is where you come in

He’s had his eye on you for a while

You’re not really someone who entirely fits what’s expected of you--at school at least

If that makes sense??

Like, you’re kinda just the artsy-fartsy day-dreamy wallflower that not many people really pay attention to and you’re always doodling/sketching or writing in your extra notebook that you take everywhere

And you can be found most of the time listening to music through one earbud while attending class and things like that

What’s cool though is that you actually share almost the exact same music tastes as precious mochi boii

The teacher’s aren’t thrilled at your lack of undivided attention in class but like

It’s whatever since you still make insanely good grades in most of your courses

Overall though, you’re quiet too--at least when you’re in school unless you’re chilling with you friends at lunch or after school

You’re pretty smart, and generally sweet—when you aren’t riled up

Someone was picking on your friend, and you stepped in to try and get them to leave your friend alone

But as soon as the person went to lay a hand on you for intervening, Jisung was already there to take care of it

Literally came out of nowhere, but you didn’t question it

To be fair though he happened to be roaming the halls for once and saw what was going on

Anyways—from then on out

He’s just tagged alongside you and your friend through the halls in between classes

And again, you don’t question it

You just sometimes make small talk with him

Like saying how the day went for both of you

Or maybe if something new happened at home

You learn some of the little things

Like how he doesn’t like cockroaches and how his favorite colors are green and black

Your friend gets along with him just fine too

Every few days actually, you all hang out after school for a few hours or so

Y’all just kinda vibe and walk around town or something and maybe talk either a little or a lot there’s just no in between

At some point, he even starts showing up to class more often

You actually share all of your core classes

Granted, even though he shows up, he falls asleep most of the time

He just somehow still manages to keep pretty good grades though

But he particularly struggles a little bit with science

His sleeping through class doesn’t help with this

But the notes you take for him do

It would be a few months before you turn out to really develop feelings for him

His feelings were there from the start of the year before and one-sided since he just kept to himself

It’s just one day that you’re running late to school for the first time in a while

Late enough to where you’ve missed first period and only have a little over half of second period left

But to be fair you just didn’t go to bed until like 4 or 5 in the morning because you were hyperfixated on sketching a few things and actually inking and coloring them in

And thus you slept through your alarms and then had to rush with chugging your coffee and slipping into your uniform and just haul ass to school

You find yourself pacing the halls, but mainly keeping to the wing that your third period is in

But passing an empty room, you see through the cracked door that Jisung’s there

He’s there and dancing

To what?? You dunno

But you’re gonna guess it’s to something along the lines of general electronic because even though there’s no music audible to you, you see that he’s got earbuds in as per usual

You’re surprised since you’ve never seen him dance but like

Here it is now and you watch him, thinking that despite not knowing what he’s listening to, he’s really good at it nonetheless

After a solid few minutes, he stops and pulls out his earbuds, turning to the door

And he sees you

He kinda just stands there for a sec

Just kinda shocked since no one’s really like, crept up on him and was able to do so without him knowing before

But then he greets you with a small smile and a wave, moving to exit the room and walk with you to find your friend and talk as you walk in between classes

Before you make it to third period though, you casually compliment his dancing from earlier and miss how his cheeks flare red

Like, how does one handle one of their favorite people taking the time to compliment them on one of their favorite things to do?????

With a simple thanks and a blushy smile

That’s the way he does

But with turning his head to make sure you miss his blush, of course

The day continues as per usual

And so does a few months more into the school year, actually

Yes, you consider the days that he shows up to school with messy and vibrant blue hues in his hair as usual when it happens

You actually love the sight of the color on him

Because it just makes him look even cuter somehow--if that’s possible??

It’s how the habit of ruffling his hair suddenly pops up

Like, it was kind of a thing beforehand since his hair is fluffy

But now it’s even more of a thing since his hair is blue

Y’know?? lmao

It’s only towards the end of the school year that he decides to try to ask you out

Spending so much time with you, he finally had the opportunity to get to know you and like, feel as if he had great reasons to list on why he liked you so much

How you always smile whenever you see him and how it always lights up his day and makes his heart do all kinds of flips in his ribcage

How nice your voice sounds to him and how cute he thinks your laugh is

How he finds you to be both pretty and cute

Heheh--he thinks you’re “pretty cute”!! *ba-dum-tss!!*

Sorry, just had to say it like that lmao

He also thinks that you’re pretty funny at times

And that it’s super duper cool that you’re so smart and know random fun facts and have the ability to do crafts so well

All that good stuff

The list goes on though, just know that, okay?? lmao

Anyways—onwards to how this bean asks you out

It’s honestly super casual and simple

Just during a hangout after school

Walking around a nearby park

The stereotypical, “Will you go out with me??”

But what makes it so cute is that he’s struggling to even start to say it

And he stutters a bit

Literally takes him a solid minute to ask

Your friend who’s with you both is now slinking off to give you two some time alone

You’re pretty grateful for that but at the same time ready to thwack them upside the head for how they’re barely containing their laughter at Jisung’s struggle to speak

But it’s all aight when they make their way to elsewhere

As soon as the words have fell from his tongue though

You’re smiling to yourself for a few moments to just bask in the joy that sparked through your system at this, your heart just screaming for you to say yes

So you do

And you don’t think his smile’s ever been so bright

You’re shocked when he suddenly picks you up in a hug and twirls you around with an ecstatic laugh

But anyways

Dates with him are very simplistic

Random as well

Like, he’ll show up in the middle of the night and climb through your window to just chill

Just clad in something like a plain hoodie and sweatpants

Sometimes you’ll go out to eat fast food

Or maybe a small corner café to just simply vibe and chug caffeine

You sometimes watch him play games or vice-versa

Maybe you guys even chill on a rooftop and share earbuds to vibe while staring up at the sky in a verbal silence

Y’know

Sweet little clichés

But you love it all

When dates end, it’s always him walking you home if you’re not already chillin’ there in your room

Always gives you a forehead kiss or something before he leaves

Honestly, even your parents have come to know him as a regular visit at your house

But they don’t mind

At least, not too much since he’s made a very good impression on them

As the relationship progresses, he’s bold enough to give you fleeting pecks in public alongside holding your hand or something along those lines

But staying in to just cuddle and look at memes has become a big thing now as well

You two take turns being big spoon lmao

He loves laying his head in his lap and how you always comb your fingers through his hair during those times

And

There’s also sometimes munching on mochi together, actually

Melon mochi, specifically

But also

Since he’s babie

You like to boop his nose

And sometimes bro

He just scrunches in response with a shy little smile and giggle

And it’s so precious that you almost cry lmao

Plus

He swears up and down at some point that he loves you

But to himself of course

Until one day the words spill a year later

And you return them, making him the happiest boi on the face of the planet

Oh god, he’s such a soft bean for you

Or in general, but specifically for you

Just please love and protect this baby lmao

#park jisung #nct dream #nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #jisung imagines #jisung scenarios #park jisung imagines #park jisung scenarios #but anyways yeah i just really wanted to add some things and so here we have this lmao

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frederator-studios · 6 years

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Meet D.R. Beitzel, Creator of “The Bagheads”

DR Beitzel is a cartoonist, creative producer, and Pennsylvania fellow living a NYC dream. His day job is playing video games in a Times Square skyscraper; his evenings are occupied writing funnies and drawing comics for the likes of MAD Magazine, McSweeneys, and his own Phatypus Comics. And like several of his idols before him - Matt Groening, anyone? - he’s now making the petite leap from comics to cartoons. His GO! Cartoon “The Bagheads” is a historically accurate depiction of trash take-out travails with former roommates and his competitive clashes with his older brother. He maintains that the Goat (”Goooat”) is its sole foray into the cartoonish make-believe. He studied politics, so you know that he has 0 capacity to - dare I even suggest it!? - fib.

Sooo, where’d you study animation?

I didn’t! I first went to a community college in central Pennsylvania. It was full of a bunch of cool people - unfortunately not Donald Glover or Alison Brie, but fortunately also not Chevy Chase. Then I went to University of Pittsburgh and studied communications and political science.

Poli- what now?

Yeah... it was the Obama era. I thought “It’s all uphill from here! We’re just riding this political train into the Promised Land!” Reality hit hard. Back then, Jon Favreau was writing Obama’s ‘Yes We Can’ speeches, and I was all riled up. I wanted to be a speechwriter.

At one point a local city councilman asked me to write some remarks for him to use on Martin Luther King Day. I was idealistic and had a head full of steam, so I wrote this fiery, passionate stemwinder that drew on self-sacrifice and righteousness. I even referenced "Letter from Birmingham Jail”. The thing was, it was for a pancake breakfast at a rural Pennsylvania fire hall. So, I'm pretty sure he went out and said something like, "Thanks for coming. Go Eagles”. I was young and naive, and didn't realize that every speech didn't have to be "Ask not what your country can do for you ..."

When did you decide to NOT work in politics?

When I met a real life politician. (I laugh) No, really! He was a hometown representative - I’m from the Pennsylvania boonies. And he was a Republican, which was fine; I was just looking for a foot in the door. But when he found out I wasn’t, he asked me if I was a double agent. Like he actually suspected me of being in cahoots with the Dems to get dirt on him! So weird. And then finally, it came down to either an unpaid internship with a politician or a paid gig without a politician, so I chose to get paid.

Chasing that dollar. What was the paid gig?

I started out as a freelance editor for fashion and fitness blogs. The biggest perk - and irony - was that I was working in sweatpants from my couch. I got jobs at some TV and radio stations. At the end of college, I did do one unpaid internship, which was the best free work I ever did. It was at WQED, the PBS affiliate in Pittsburgh where Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood was filmed back in the day. They still had a bunch of the sets just hanging around the hallways - and I even got to meet Mr. McFeely, who was exactly as nice as you’d hope. Eventually, I decided to leave Pennsylvania and move to New York, probably for the cheap rent. And I’ve been here ever since, working with mobile games. I even got to visit the old MAD Magazine office when I did a comic with them. It was covered in original art from some of the all-time greats.

What kinda stuff have you done for MAD Mag and others?

For MAD, I did a comic parody called “Captain Red America”. He’s like Captain America but only represents conservative states, so a lot of his enemies are things he doesn’t actually believe in. So, when he fights the super villain Climate Change, Cap can’t fight back because he doesn’t believe in climate change, so it just beats him up. I also did some writing for McSweeneys. They have some of the funniest stuff published anywhere, and I always wanted to write for them. I love doing comics, too, because if I have an idea, I can just put it out there—there aren’t really stakeholders involved. Recently, I just finished a Valentines comic for Bushwick Daily, a local Brooklyn blog, about the types of people you meet on Tinder.

How was transplanting to NYC - did you always want to move there?

Ehhh… I’m one of those unwilling New Yorkers who loves to hate it. The city has its upsides; it’s the best comedy scene. When I first arrived I joined UCB, which I think is mandatory when you move to New York - they just issue you a membership with your MetroCard. I always brag that I got to see Ilana Glazer and Abbi Jacobson perform their Broad City stage show before it became a TV show. I love that community, and part of me wishes I’d have stuck with it longer, but I was getting pulled in a bunch of different directions, including a new job.

Oh yeah? Where at?

At Nickelodeon! I got the opportunity very randomly, about a month after I arrived. My (soon-to-be) boss called two people in for interviews, and I guess all that theatrical training from UCB paid off, because I was able to fake being a functional person long enough for her to hire me. It’s a really fun place to work: talented artists, toys everywhere, and sometimes wide-eyed kids are touring the office or testing games for us and you remember what we’re all doing there. The downside is that we’re in Times Square, so when I venture into the street I’m guaranteed to get a face-full of armpit. But playing video games is part of my job - I produce apps and games related to Nick shows.

That is the Dream. What’s your favorite game you’ve worked on?

Probably TMNT: Legends. We had a tremendous team of real fans, and the game looks great. Plus, I got to go visit Montreal where the team is based. I highly recommend that everyone spend years developing a game with a blockbuster studio, so you can visit, too.

Did you choose the cartoon life, or did the cartoon life choose you?

Wow, I really need to get “Cartoon Life” tattooed across my stomach. It was mutual selection. As a kid, I’d go to my grandma’s house and draw through all the paper she had. I looked up to Sergio Aragones of MAD. I was always drawing in the margins of the handouts at church - that’s the only way I’d sit still. But in high school, I stopped drawing for a bit - I guess I was partying too much, or maybe I just lost all my pencils in one of my oversized neon Tommy Hilfiger jackets. Then, I got back into it in college, drawing editorial comics at my school newspapers. I get inspired by people like Matt Groening. He was grinding out “Life in Hell” for like 40 years - well after he became a TV tycoon with The Simpsons and Futurama - just for the love of it.

How did you come to pitch for GO! Cartoons?

Just a random Google search, looking for places to send some stuff. I only barely met the deadline. I put together a thumbnail pitch and sent it on in.

Did “The Bagheads” change much from pitch through production?

The core story was always a brother and sister arguing over trash take-out. But it fluctuated in length quite a bit. There were a lot parts I added and then we condensed or cut out. There were intros, flashbacks - at some point, probably dragons and ice zombies - a lot did have to be trimmed down. Which was tough, because as you can probably tell, I’m a pretty big blowhard.

Who inspired the Bagheads, and were they always, you know… bag headed?

The Bagheads were always bagheads. As a little kid, I used to doodle baghead people with my brother, who inspired me to start drawing at all. We’d draw the guys from Guns ‘N Roses, but with bags over their heads—I have no idea why, but probably because I was kid who was crappy at drawing and couldn’t draw faces. Anyway, it became a running gag between us, we called them Guns ‘N Baggies. And over the years since, I’d draw those types every now and then -- a muscle baggie, an old baggie, whatever. So when I was getting ready to submit to Frederator, I knew the character’s personalities, but I didn’t know their appearances. So I reached into my childhood and pulled out the Bagheads.

What do you enjoy the most about Elbow and Artemis?

Well, what I enjoyed most about the short in general was working with so many talented people to bring it to life. I gotta give a big shout out to Eric, Kelsey, Michelle, JoJo, Sylvia, Paul, Bill, Kevin, Stephen, our cast and everyone else at Frederator and Salami Studios who made this happen. I did not do this alone - nowhere near it.

As for Artemis and Elbow, I’ve always liked duos with friendly antagonism, like Ren and Stimpy, Bugs and Daffy. Those good-natured conflicts where you’re kinda buddies, but you’re also kinda at each other’s throat. I like that Artemis and Elbow’s personalities create conflict: she’s hyper-competitive, he’s lazy. And then there’s their poor clueless dad, who’s working too much and constantly worried about the safety of his kids but doesn’t realize the biggest danger to them is each other. Those relationships can serve up a lot of fun, simple stories.

What inspired Nuke Man Jones, who’s still pulling off the eternal dunk as we speak?

Harlem Globe Trotters, for sure. They basically have superpowers. I was really looking for things that Elbow might see at a high altitude and I wanted something silly. Nuke Man is stuck up there in Earth’s orbit now, cursed to never complete that dunk like some Sisyphean baller fate.

The billion dollar question: do the Bagheads have bags for heads, or are they wearing bags over regular people heads?

Ya know, I’m gonna opt not to answer that one. The question of the bags can remain an unanswered mystery if it gets a series. It’ll be like The Leftovers for kids.

How about some favorite cartoons?

I mean, my Top 10 would just be The Simpsons, Seasons 1 through 10: that’s my all-time favorite TV, right there. South Park can’t get enough love—those guys have turned out classic after classic, and they’re the smartest gross-out humor in history. Looney Tunes, Ren & Stimpy, Beavis and Butthead - Mike Judge is a genius. Jim Henson and The Muppets, even though it’s not a cartoon; puppets count, right? MAD Magazine stuff like Sergio Aragones features or “Spy vs. Spy,” which was an inspiration for this Bagheads short.

I’m also really inspired by old school newspaper comics. It breaks my heart that they’re disappearing. Calvin and Hobbes is gorgeous and the most inspiring thing to me. I just read the entire series again, and it’s as good as ever. I appreciate that Bill Watterson refused all the licensing and merch deals people wanted to make for it. I read once that he left something like $400 million on the table.

That’s amazing.

Yeah. Once, I made a parody album cover for a local comic shop’s art show, and I made one based off of Notorious BIG’s “Ready to Die” cover: Notorious HOB’s “Ready to Live”. People wanted prints so I started selling them, and then it dawned on me that I was breaking the spirit of Watterson’s anti-commercial stance. So I stopped selling them, and just told people, “Sorry, they’re gone!”

What do you like to do outside of your work*? (*everybody else’s play)

I like to connect with my inner hillbilly - errr, inner hippie - whatever it is. I go to the beach and state parks pretty often. And I love stand-up: I just saw Dave Chappelle, Chris Rock, Amy Schumer, Jeff Ross and Kevin Hart at Radio City Music Hall. It was insane.

What are you working on now?

At the moment, I’m investing all my resources in trying to score “Black Panther” tickets. Otherwise, I'm working on a musical animated series idea with two musician friends, Jeff and Matt. It's really cool and is somewhere between Hamilton and Freaks & Geeks. I'm also working on a comic strip about animals in a post-human world. It's really cartoony, except the president is a photo-realistic opossum whose speeches are just incoherent, ear-piercing screeches. I'm not sure where that falls on the fiction/non-fiction spectrum. So much for giving up politics!

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Great talking with you D.R., thanks for the interview! Looking forward to all of your future endeavors. And I’ll be sure to vote for you if you ever return to politics / being a spy for those wily Pennsylvania Dems.

Everybody: keep up with Phatypus Comics on Facebook and Instagram, @phatypus! And here on Tumblr: @phatypuscomics

- Cooper

#The Frederator Interview #frederator #frederator studios #go! cartoons #interview #cartoon #comic #animation #comics #cartoons #new cartoon #The Bagheads #phatypus #phatypus comics #DR Beitzel

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akfanfiction-blog · 7 years

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The Bite (Alternate Ending)

Main Pairing(s): Gajevy

Sub Pairing(s): N/A

AU: Zombie Apocalypse

Warning(s): N/A

Rating: PG-13

Words: 3051

~~~THIS WAS NOT STOLEN I AM LEVIA REDFOX~~~

*~Levy~*

"Sh**!" I cursed, running from the pack of zombies chasing after me. I grabbed my pistol out of my pocket, running backwards- careful not to fall- and aiming the best I could at the zombies. I shot all 12 bullets and only about 4 actually made a hit.

"F**k!" I need target practice.. But where? Any noise attracts them..

"Shrimp!" Gajeel was driving a car, heading full speed towards me.

"Gajeel what the f**k are you doing?!" I jumped out of the way just in time for him to crush most of the zombies that were chasing me.

"Get in!" He yelled, not caring how many zombies heard him. I scrambled to my feet and ran to the car, throwing a rock at the window so I could just jump through it.

"Hey! You do realize that we need the windows, right?!" He barked.

"It was either that or I get eaten!" He shut his mouth after that.

"What are you waiting for?! Drive!" He jolted as if he suddenly remembered our situation, speeding off towards our 'base'.

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"Oh my gosh Levy-chan are you okay?!" Lucy came up to me in a huge panic. I sighed at her, physically tired and worn out as I replied, "I'm fine Lulu.. Just need to rest." I collapsed on her, not being able to stand from exhaustion.

"Levy!"

"I'm fine. Just need sleep.."

"I got her." Came a gruff voice as I was suddenly picked up bridal style. I was a little surprised that he didn't just throw me over his shoulder like he always does. It must be because of how tired I am.

He walked up the set of stairs to a hallway with 4 doors, going over to the second one on the left side. He kicked the door open- literally, its busted now- and gently set me down on one of the few beds in the room. He pulled a blanket out from the messy closet in the corner of the room, draping it over me.

"Just rest. We need you in full health for you to survive." He genuinely looked concerned.

I nodded, slowly drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

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An hour or two later, my eyes fluttered open, feeling a little better for the most part. I decided to head downstairs to let everyone know I was okay, only to see a few of them missing. Where was Gajeel, Natsu and Gray? And why is Juvia crying? Probably cause Gray left without her. Typical.

"Lu-chan? Where are the guys?"

"They headed out to a nearby gas station to fill up the car as much as they could. Knowing them, they'll probably end up blowing up the place. But Mira went with them so I know they'll be okay." Relief washed over me, I really didn't want to lose any of the guys to something such as a small errand. Especially Gajeel.. Wait what?

I snapped out of my thoughts when Natsu and the others walked in, carrying an unfamiliar person with them.

"Hey guys. We're back."

"Gray-sama~!" Juvia practically knocked him over, crying a river.

"Hey Natsu, how'd it go?"

"It went surprising well, we only came by a small group and they weren't really much of a hassle either. However, we did come by this guy," Natsu pointed to the guy on Gajeel's back, "I think he just needs to rest a bit and he'll be fine."

"You idiot!" She smacked him upside the head.

"Oww! What was that for Luce?"

"Did you even check for bites? Or the infection in general?! He could kill us!"

"We did che-.. Wait.. Gajeel did you check him?"

"You idiot.." Gajeel face palmed, dropping the unconscious body to the floor.

"Gajeel! You could've hurt him!"

"Oops." He shrugged, not caring in the least.

I shot him a glare and walked over to the person. He had orange hair and glasses, he wore a green winter jacket with for lining the hood. How can he wear this stuff? Doesn't he get hot from this??

I gently took off his coat and gasped at his left arm. It was cut clean off..

"Wendy! Get the medical supplies!"

Startled, she replied, "W-what? Oh! Supplies? Right!" She scurried off to the small bathroom in the back of the house to get the basic supplies.

The man stirred in his sleep, but soon went back to sleep.

Wendy hurried back in, carrying a bunch of supplies, some of which I don't even know what they are.

"I'm not really sure what to do here, do you think you can do it?" I asked, feeling terrible that I have to put so much pressure on such a young child.

"Oh n-no its fine! I can do it. I just need a little help with some small things like keeping him still in case he wakes up. But I have to check for the infection first." She frowned, probably hoping that wasn't the case- you know, having the infection.

"I-I'll try my best." Slowly I walked around him gently lifting him up so I could prop up his upper body on my knees.

"Alright, can you lift his arm up for me?" She asked, looking a little disgusted at the severed limb. I nodded and lifted up his left arm for her to take a look at it.

She studied it, then picking up a syringe-like item, inserting it somewhere in his arm. She attached a small tube to the other end of it, quickly filling it up with blood. She repeated this process three other times and then gently pulled out the syringe item, quickly wrapping a cloth around the wound.

"Could you put some pressure on it for me? Not a lot, just enough to stop the bleeding." I nodded, doing as I was told as she stood up and walked over to a familiar machine. A blood test machine made specifically to detect the virus.

I continued to apply pressure to his arm, trying not to puke, it felt really gross.

Wendy walked back over with a determined look on her face as she grabbed alcohol and bandages.

"Is he infected?"

"Fortunately, he's not." I sighed in relief. We didn't need a rampaging zombie in here trying to eat us alive.

Wendy began to pour alcohol on his arm, I can already feel the burning sensation that it would cause.

The man started flinching and squirming on my thighs. I panicked. If he wakes up he'll start screaming in agony and it'll attract zombies.

Wendy seemed to notice this too as she stopped pouring the burning liquid on his arm.

He seemed to calm down after that.

She poured a little bit more on and he started squirming again. She stopped and picked up the bandages, wrapping them around his severed limb tightly, but not too much as to really hurt him.

Moments after she was done, he began to wake up. My breath hitched. What was this man like? He could try to kill us for all we know!

He looked around in confusion, not knowing where he was but then he noticed there were people around staring at him.

I decided to speak up, hoping to ease his confusion.

"Are you okay? My friends found you at a gas station passed out so they took you back here. We checked you for bites and we found your arm was cut off."

He seemed even more confused, as though I was speaking a different language but then began to speak, "Where am I?"

"You're at a house on the outskirts of Magnolia. We're safe here as long as we don't make too much noise."

He nodded and said, "Thanks.. You know, for saving me and all." He laughed nervously. He looked uncomfortable in this environment so I decided to introduce myself.

"I'm Levy. Levy McGarden."

"Leo. But people just call me Loke."

"Nice to meet you Loke." I smiled at him, holding my hand out.

"You too, Levy." He smiled back, shaking my hand.

"Oh! This is Natsu." I pointed to the pink haired man. Loke nodded as if to say hello.

"This is Lucy." I pointed to my best friend. Loke just sat there and stared. Lucy looked at him, kinda freaked out that he was staring.

I decided to snap him out of it by continuing my introductions.

"This is Gray." I pointed the the shirtless man. Loke gave him an odd look but brushed it off.

"This is Gajeel." I pointed to the large man with long black hair. Gajeel just grunted and Loke raised an eyebrow.

"And Erza." I pointed to the redhead. Loke nodded again.

"Mirajane, but people just call her Mira." He nodded.

"Juvia." The blunette just waved to him. He smiled back at her.

"Jellal." Loke nodded again.

"And Laxus." Loke looked a bit intimidated but nonetheless nodded anyway.

"You have a lot of survivors here."

"Thankfully." I smiled.

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It was night time and also my turn to be on the watch along with Gajeel and Juvia. Everyone else divided into three different rooms to rest.

I sighed, a little bored. I decided to sit down and take out a piece of chalk I always carry with me when I'm on night watch. There are doodles everywhere on the balcony's floor, all from different people. I made most of them though.

I started drawing a sunflower, it reminded me of my late mother. Sunflowers were her favorite. I smiled as I began to draw the petals. I hummed to myself softly, as if to not draw any attention towards the house.

Suddenly, a loud groan was heard. I stiffened, and slowly looked up towards Gajeel and Juvia. They heard it too. I ran into the house as quietly as I could, picking up my assault rifle. I picked up two machine guns but I couldn't lift them since I already had a gun hanging on my back. So I picked up one, rushing back to the balcony.

I gave the gun to Gajeel and took my pistol out from my pocket giving it to Juvia. She pouted at the small weapon but aimed it anyway, looking for the zombie. We looked everywhere, but we didn't see it.

A loud bang was heard on the front door. Oh sh**..

I ran downstairs and into the living room, heading towards the front door, Gajeel behind me. Juvia must have went to warn the others.

Another bang was heard on the front door. I aimed my gun but then put it down. Gajeel looked at me like I was crazy, which I probably was with what I'm about to do. I ran to the storage room and picked up a baseball bat that was covered in bent up nails.

I went back into the living room, bat in hand and Gajeel gave me a look saying, "You better f**king not.."

I gulped but walked up to the door anyway. Gajeel ran towards me to stop me, but I opened the door before he could get to me. The zombie came rushing through, launching himself at me. I quickly swung my bat at him, missing him.

"Sh**!" I cursed quietly. The zombie was on top of me now. Just as I was about to swing again, which I probably wouldn't have been able to do anyway, the zombie bit me.. on my right hip.. I tried to muffle my scream but it didn't work.

Gajeel looked at me in a mixture of rage and horror and he fired an entire clip into the zombie's head.

The zombie fell limp right on top of me. Gajeel rushed over and kicked him off of me, picking me up roughly. I flinched, but I didn't care.

He ran up the stairs into the bedroom he layer me in earlier, dropping me on an empty bed. Lucy shrieked at the sight of my hip and started bawling.

"Wendy!!" Gajeel and Lucy screamed.

The younger blunette came rushing in with medical supplies, as if already knowing what was happening. She gasped at my wound but quickly set to work. She took a blood sample and then rushed downstairs to check it.

After a few minutes she came running back up the stairs with a hopeful look on her face.

Gajeel and Lucy sighed in relief. I guess that means I'll be okay.

Wendy was holding a paper that was recently printed out in faded ink. It read positive but curable. Lucy cried her eyes out, but not in sadness, in joy.

I smiled at everyone. Loke smiled back, relief on his face.

"I'm glad, Levy."

I smiled again but began to cough rapidly.

"Levy!" Gajeel shouted. "Don't talk, you'll just make it worse. Let Wendy handle it." I nodded, putting my faith in Wendy.

"Okay, this going to take a while and I might need to restrain you.. because I'm sure that you'll eventually turn but we'll find a way to help you go back to your original self. I nodded at her, a little scared that this is happening, but confident that it'll work.

---

Hours later, Wendy was still working on extracting the infection, Gajeel and Lucy staying with me while everyone else left, hoping to give Wendy some space so she could do her best.

I felt really bad making Wendy work so much in the past few days.. First Loke, now me..

"Wendy.. I'm sorry." I turned my head to the side, facing her as she continued to dissect the poison out of my body. My hip looked like it was slowly rotting.. Now I'm scared.

As if noticing my fear, she said to me, "You'll be okay, if we have to take drastic measures, we will." I was still a little scared but I knew Wendy could do this. She's the only one on the team who has the most medical experience. Sure I had some too but right now, I can't do anything to help. I mean, I am the one injured.

She kept reassuring me that I'll be okay, even though she seemed a little frightened herself. I'm so ashamed of myself. She's a lot stronger emotionally than I am right now..

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After about a half hour later, she seemed to be almost done extracting it as I felt different.. My vision was going blurry and I could feel my hip anymore. I had this intense hunger.. to eat something.. I'm not exactly sure what, but I have a guess as to what it may be. Flesh.

"W-Wendy..!"

She must have saw my eyes going into a sickly pale blue, something that all zombies have, once they turn, they lose the color in their eyes. Wendy looked terrified.

"Gajeel I need you to restrain her.." Wendy hesitated in saying that.

"Is she seriously that close??" He asked, his voice shaking a little.

"Afraid so. Lucy, can you help him?"

"Y-yeah. Sure."

Both Gajeel and Lucy began to find objects laying around the room that could possibly hold me down. Gajeel came over looking frustrated and began taking his belt off. I began to blush furiously but Wendy didn't seem fazed. Gajeel then continued to find a way to strap both ends on either side of the bed.

Lucy walked over a little frustrated too, but was holding bed sheets in her hand. I guess she's gonna tie them around the bed. And she did just that. The pulled on the end of them to make sure they were tightened properly, not wanting to have to deal with my limbs flying everywhere and knocking one of us out.

Once Gajeel and Lucy finished, Wendy was able to focus once more on the task at hand.

I began to feel my mind go hazy and I warned Gajeel and Lucy. Wendy gave Gajeel a look and he nodded.

"I hate to do this to you but it'll slow down the process a little more."

"What are you going to do?" I asked a little worried.

"I have to knock you out." I instantly went from worried to terrified. Am I really that far gone?

I nodded as if to say that its okay.

"But I don't want to do it, so I'm having Lucy do it.." Lucy looked at him with shock and anger, but then her face softened as if to realize why.

"I don't know if I'll be able to do this but I can try. Please don't hate me Levy-chan." She frowned.

"Its okay Lulu."

She hesitated, but knocked me out anyway. Just before I fell unconscious, I could've sworn I heard Gajeel say, "I love you, Levy." What? But my mind went hazy and I fell unconscious before I could say anything.

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What seemed like days later, I finally woke up. I tried to sit up, but yelped in pain. I guess I'm still healing. I looked to my hip, it was covered in bandages. So that means.. I'm okay. I sighed in relief. But then I remembered what I thought I heard before I passed out in the first place. "I love you, Levy." My face instantaneously went red. Oh my god I can't believe I actually think I heard him say that! Did he really say it? I need to know..

I stood up from the bed, well the best I could anyway, glad that they removed the belt and bedsheets. I walked over to the mirror to assess myself better but was shocked when I saw my eyes. They're still a pale blue. What happened to hazel?

I panicked but remembered that I no longer have the infection inside me. But then I remembered reading somewhere that the reason that the zombie's eyes turn that color, was because it drains the color from their eye, making them a bit easier to spot.

I sighed, realizing that I probably won't get my eye color back. It doesn't matter I guess. Its a few shades lighter than my actual hair color, kind of like my eyes are almost white in a way. It looked weird, but actually really cool.

I decided to head downstairs to see the others.

As I walked down the steps I heard whispering. Was that Gajeel's voice? And Lucy's?

"Just tell her again if she didn't hear you! You can do it. I mean come on, you're Magnolia High's 'Black Steel Gajeel'!" I heard a grunt in response, most likely from Gajeel.

"Fine.. I guess I could try again."

I suddenly felt the need to cough, my throat was really itchy.

I held it in the best I could, not wanting to interrupt their conversation but I couldn't hold it anymore, I began to have a coughing fit.

"Levy?"

Crap.

"Lu-chan?"

She walked over to the stair well. "How are you feeling??" She asked genuinely worried.

"I'm okay Lu." I answered honestly. Then she noticed my eyes and frowned.

"Your eyes.."

"I know. But I'm okay with it." I smiled.

"Are you sure? We could ask Wendy if she can fix it."

"Its fine. I actually kind of like it." I admitted embarrassingly. She smiled, just happy that I'm okay. She then leaned into my ear as if to whisper something to me.

"You should talk to Gajeel about what he said to you yesterday." She whispered giggling. I flushed red, but nodded because I really wanted to know how he felt.

"I'll leave you two alone then." She giggled again and then went upstairs.

I walked over to the couch sitting next to Gajeel. I looked at him, a little nervous.

"Shrimp I-"

"I love you too."

He looked genuinely surprised. I always thought I made it way too obvious that I liked him, but I guess he's just that dense.

"Seriously? You're not pulling my leg?"

"Completely."

He looked really happy and then he leaned in to kiss me. I leaned in to kiss him back, and then our lips touched. My stomach fluttered. I was actually kissing Gajeel Redfox.

We pulled away and I instantly hugged him, not want to be apart from him for even a second. He chuckled but then hugged me back.

"Will y-you.. be-"

"Yours?"

I smiled at him, happy beyond belief with the situation.

"Y-yeah." His cheeks were really red. It was really cute to be honest.

"I'd love to."

He smiled and kissed me again.

I smiled, as he layed down, I layed down with him, cuddling up to his chest, feeling content and happy.

"I love you, Levy."

"I love you too, Gajeel."

#Gajevy #Fanfiction #Fanfic #Fairy Tail #Zombie Apocalypse #Fluff #Happy Ending #Gajeel Redfox #Levy McGarden #Levia Redfox (Reborn)

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The Bite

Main Pairing(s): Gajevy

Sub Pairing(s): N/A

AU: Zombie Apocalypse

Warning(s): Major Character Death (2), Suicide

Rating: PG-13

Words: 2535

~~~THIS WAS NOT STOLEN I AM LEVIA REDFOX~~~

*~Levy~*

"F**k!" I need target practice.. But where? Any noise attracts them..

"Shrimp!" Gajeel was driving a car, heading full speed towards me.

"Gajeel what the f**k are you doing?!" I jumped out of the way just in time for him to crush most of the zombies that were chasing me.

"Get in!" He yelled, not caring how many zombies heard him. I scrambled to my feet and ran to the car, throwing a rock at the window so I could just jump through it.

"Hey! You do realize that we need the windows, right?!" He barked.

"It was either that or I get eaten!" He shut his mouth after that.

"What are you waiting for?! Drive!" He jolted as if he suddenly remembered our situation, speeding off towards our 'base'.

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"Levy!"

"I'm fine. Just need sleep.."

"Just rest. We need you in full health for you to survive." He genuinely looked concerned.

I nodded, slowly drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

---

"Lu-chan? Where are the guys?"

I snapped out of my thoughts when Natsu and the others walked in, carrying an unfamiliar person with them.

"Hey guys. We're back."

"Gray-sama~!" Juvia practically knocked him over, crying a river.

"Hey Natsu, how'd it go?"

"You idiot!" She smacked him upside the head.

"Oww! What was that for Luce?"

"Did you even check for bites? Or the infection in general?! He could kill us!"

"We did che-.. Wait.. Gajeel did you check him?"

"You idiot.." Gajeel face palmed, dropping the unconscious body to the floor.

"Gajeel! You could've hurt him!"

"Oops." He shrugged, not caring in the least.

I shot him a glare and walked over to the person. He had orange hair and glasses, he wore a green winter jacket with for lining the hood. How can he wear this stuff? Doesn't he get hot from this??

I gently took off his coat and gasped at his left arm. It was cut clean off..

"Wendy! Get the medical supplies!"

Startled, she replied, "W-what? Oh! Supplies? Right!" She scurried off to the small bathroom in the back of the house to get the basic supplies.

The man stirred in his sleep, but soon went back to sleep.

Wendy hurried back in, carrying a bunch of supplies, some of which I don't even know what they are.

"I'm not really sure what to do here, do you think you can do it?" I asked, feeling terrible that I have to put so much pressure on such a young child.

"I-I'll try my best." Slowly I walked around him gently lifting him up so I could prop up his upper body on my knees.

"Alright, can you lift his arm up for me?" She asked, looking a little disgusted at the severed limb. I nodded and lifted up his left arm for her to take a look at it.

I continued to apply pressure to his arm, trying not to puke, it felt really gross.

Wendy walked back over with a determined look on her face as she grabbed alcohol and bandages.

"Is he infected?"

"Fortunately, he's not." I sighed in relief. We didn't need a rampaging zombie in here trying to eat us alive.

Wendy began to pour alcohol on his arm, I can already feel the burning sensation that it would cause.

The man started flinching and squirming on my thighs. I panicked. If he wakes up he'll start screaming in agony and it'll attract zombies.

Wendy seemed to notice this too as she stopped pouring the burning liquid on his arm.

He seemed to calm down after that.

She poured a little bit more on and he started squirming again. She stopped and picked up the bandages, wrapping them around his severed limb tightly, but not too much as to really hurt him.

Moments after she was done, he began to wake up. My breath hitched. What was this man like? He could try to kill us for all we know!

He looked around in confusion, not knowing where he was but then he noticed there were people around staring at him.

I decided to speak up, hoping to ease his confusion.

"Are you okay? My friends found you at a gas station passed out so they took you back here. We checked you for bites and we found your arm was cut off."

He seemed even more confused, as though I was speaking a different language but then began to speak, "Where am I?"

"You're at a house on the outskirts of Magnolia. We're safe here as long as we don't make too much noise."

He nodded and said, "Thanks.. You know, for saving me and all." He laughed nervously. He looked uncomfortable in this environment so I decided to introduce myself.

"I'm Levy. Levy McGarden."

"Leo. But people just call me Loke."

"Nice to meet you Loke." I smiled at him, holding my hand out.

"You too, Levy." He smiled back, shaking my hand.

"Oh! This is Natsu." I pointed to the pink haired man. Loke nodded as if to say hello.

"This is Lucy." I pointed to my best friend. Loke just sat there and stared. Lucy looked at him, kinda freaked out that he was staring.

I decided to snap him out of it by continuing my introductions.

"This is Gray." I pointed the the shirtless man. Loke gave him an odd look but brushed it off.

"This is Gajeel." I pointed to the large man with long black hair. Gajeel just grunted and Loke raised an eyebrow.

"And Erza." I pointed to the redhead. Loke nodded again.

"Mirajane, but people just call her Mira." He nodded.

"Juvia." The blunette just waved to him. He smiled back at her.

"Jellal." Loke nodded again.

"And Laxus." Loke looked a bit intimidated but nonetheless nodded anyway.

"You have a lot of survivors here."

"Thankfully." I smiled.

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It was night time and also my turn to be on the watch along with Gajeel and Juvia. Everyone else divided into three different rooms to rest.

A loud bang was heard on the front door. Oh sh**..

I ran downstairs and into the living room, heading towards the front door, Gajeel behind me. Juvia must have went to warn the others.

I went back into the living room, bat in hand and Gajeel gave me a look saying, "You better f**king not.."

Gajeel looked at me in a mixture of rage and horror and he fired an entire clip into the zombie's head.

The zombie fell limp right on top of me. Gajeel rushed over and kicked him off of me, picking me up roughly. I flinched, but I didn't care.

He ran up the stairs into the bedroom he layer me in earlier, dropping me on an empty bed. Lucy shrieked at the sight of my hip and started bawling.

"Wendy!!" Gajeel and Lucy screamed.

After a few minutes she came running back up the stairs in tears. Not only did the machine tell her if she was infected or not, but also whether or not she could be cured..

Gajeel was p***ed. Lucy was staring at Wendy in shock, not believing what she's seeing.

Wendy was holding a paper that was recently printed out in faded ink. It read positive and incurable. Lucy cried her eyes out. Everyone from all different rooms came rushing in and looked shocked. I kind of figured this would happen some day..

I smiled at everyone. They were all crying. Even Laxus and Jellal. Well Laxus was hiding it And Jellal was tearing up a little bit. He didn't really know me all that well anyway, but still, losing someone like this is hard. But what surprised me more was Loke. He was crying too. Why? We just met.

As I'd reading my mind, Loke spoke up, "You guys saved my life.. How couldn't I cry about something like this?!"

I was shocked considerably. Loke cares about us even though we just met him.. That's new. I chuckled but began to cough rapidly.

"Levy!" Gajeel shouted. He was seriously crying. What's even more shocking is that he was crying the hardest.

I was about to ask when he spoke up in a shaky voice, "I.. I wanted to spend my whole life with you and this is what happens..? Why do I lose everyone I love?? First it was Metalicana.. now its.. you Levy.." He didn't even care that he just admitted that to me.

I started crying, thankful that he feels the same way, but sadenned because these are my last moments of life. But I still smiled at him.

"I love you too, Gajeel." He looked at me with scared and heartbroken eyes. I felt guilty. I didn't want to leave him like this. I didn't want to leave everyone like this. But my fate has been sealed.

Gajeel suddenly pulled me in and kissed me. I can feel the wet, hot tears streaming down his face. I hate what I'm about to say but if I don't say it now then..

"Gajeel." My voice was extremely shaky. I'm coming really close. This isn't good.

He looked up at me. I was heartbroken by his facial expression but I had to tell him. It had to be him to do this for me. My final request..

"I want you.. to kill me.." He looked sad, scared, and even angry.

"Never!" He shouted. "I could never do that to you!"

"Please Gaje-"

"No! I've hurt you so many times in the past. I can't do this. I can't.." He started bawling, his head on my stomach. I flinched but I pushed through it.

"Please Gajeel. This is my dying wish.. And if you don't don't do this-" I start coughing violently, blood splattered all over myself. "If you don't do this n-now.. I'll turn into one of th-them. I don't th-think you want to see that.." Slowly, I reached into my other pocket, pulling out my second pistol. I handed it to Gajeel. He took it and threw it across the room. Thankfully it didn't fire.

"Gajeel please.." I started crying again. "I'm begging you.. I want to die as a human."

He looked up at me. There was fear in his eyes. But I also saw determination. Determination that he'll see me again some day.

He hesitantly reached into his back pocket and pulled out one of his own pistols. He aimed it at me, but I held out my hand. He held it, tears streaming down his face. I gripped his hand tightly, nodding with a smile on my face. My final words: "I love you, Gajeel."

A shot rang through, my world faded to black.

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*~Gajeel~*

Its been 3 months since I killed Levy.. I still can't handle it. I've been suicidal ever since that day. Everyone tells me that its not my fault, but I denied them. They were wrong. It was my fault.

An idea popped into my head. One that constantly does so. I've always avoided going through with it because I knew Levy wouldn't be happy if I went through with it. But I couldn't take it anymore. I missed her.

I pulled out the gun that I had shot Levy with, and brought it to my head.

"I love you too, Levy." And I fired it.

---

*~Levy~*

I was sitting in the grass under my favorite tree, watching the sunset as I read my favorite book. Gajeel's life story. I've always wanted to know more about him, I figured I would read this because I knew I wouldn't be seeing him in a long time.

"Oii Shrimp."

I froze. No.. It couldn't be..

I turned around and then I saw him. Gajeel.

#Fairy Tail #Zombie Apocalypse #Gajevy #Major Character Death #Suicide #Angst #Levy McGarden #Gajeel Redfox #Levia Redfox (Reborn)

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