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unamused-boss · 8 months

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Prompt: "Shut up, you know I'm literally obsessed with you"

Billy Hargrove x Fem Reader

(Billy maybe a little OC) May have some misspelling.

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It all started with a simple question "You free Saturday at 1?". Such a simple question right? What could possibly happen when your boyfriend of 6 months, Billy Hargrove, asks if you're free Saturday afternoon. Well lets start from the beginning right after your shift at the record store...

The chime of the bell at the front door gains your attention, putting on your customer service smile and voice. "Hello welcome to- and it's just you." Your voice going somewhat flat after seeing it was your boyfriend and not a customer.

"Wow, do you welcome all your favorite customers like that?" Billy grinned at you.

"What do you want?" You said to him, "You know I don't get off till 6:45." You lean your body over the counter and crossing your arms under your chest to be closer to Billy. Billy, having the same grin on his face that he walked in with, does the same motion as you. In a result your noses almost touching. You giggle at his antics.

"Well. I was wondering if you were free Saturday at 1?" Billy asked.

"Why?"

"Cause your pretty and I wanna take you out" Billy said like that was reason enough.

"Why?" Now you got playful.

"Cause it's a surprise." Billy said.

"Why?"

"Can you go Saturday or not?" He laughed.

"Yes I can go Billy, I would love to." You smiled. Billy leaned forward an gave you a smooch on your lips. You giggled into the kiss as he parted ways from your lips.

"Okay, Saturday at 1. Just look pretty like you always do." He said making his way out of the store. Now you get to be giddy till this Saturday when your date is.

Saturday, current time-12:55

You have been meticulously been putting yourself together for you date. Your make had warm tones and put delicately onto your face to enhance your already pretty features. Your outfit was put together perfectly in the case of being outside, going to a cute restaurant, or the need for back seat action for after.

You stared at the clock on your bedside as the hour changed to 1:00. At that moment the doorbell rung through the house. You jump up from your bed and down your stairs to the door, running past your mom to the door to open it.

"I got it!" You yelled.

"Alright, honey." Your mom laughed. You opened the door to see your dashing boyfriend. With his usual unbuttoned shirt that showed off his chest and jeans that fit him right. Billy smiled when he saw you.

"Hello gorgeous."

"Hey handsome." You said to Billy. "Bye mom!" You shouted to your mom as you shut the door leaving. Making your way to Billy's car, he opened the door for you to get in.

"Wow, doing all the stops are we." You joked.

"Just get in sweetheart." Which you did. Then Billy got into the drivers seat. And the date has begun. The short drive you thought that was going to be taken turned into a two hour drive to Indianapolis. You started looking out to all the tall buildings, "Billy what are we doing?" You asked as you still looked out at the city.

"Don't worry pretty girl, I know what I'm doing." Was all Billy answered with. It was another twenty minutes till Billy parked that car in a parking garage. He took my hand. We walked for what felt like five minutes; we then arrived to a familiar building, 'well at least for me.'

"Billy, why are we at the International Indianapolis Museum?" You looked to him. Billy just smiled to you.

"Because your super amazing boyfriend got two tickets for the limited time art expedition for his sweet girlfriend that he loves." He said, flashing two tickets to you. You stared wide eyed at him, mouth gaped an all. You've been talking his ear off about the exposition. Painting from not only the British museum is here but the Louve as well, only for two weeks here in Indianapolis. You couldn't afford ticket so you thought it was out the window. But some how your boyfriend got you tickets.

"You got us tickets." You said.

"Yep."

To go to a museum?"

"Yes I did."

"But you hate museums?!" You are flabbergasted by this.

"Yes, but I love you." Billy smiled, " I'm gonna have ten hour shifts for a while but it's worth it." Putting his hands on your waist pulling you closer to him. Your chests meet: Billy is just smiling down to you.

"But-" You were cut off.

"Shut up, I'm literally obsessed with you." Billy stated, holding you close. "You are the only girl I wanna be with, and the only girl that stand my bullshit." You laughed at him hugging him close to you.

"Okay, let's go in lover boy." You both made your way to the front, Billy giving the tickets to the man in the booth. With the transaction down with you made your way in.

The colors blasted into your face. Never letting Billy's hand go, dragging him from one painting to another. Whispering small notes and facts about each painting to him. Billy letting you do it with a smile on his face. You and Billy made it to a hall of art pieces. They were gorgeous. The pinks were bright, the purples, the yellows... the red. Everything was perfect. Faint classical music played in the back. What also surprised you was what small number of people were here. Well it was the last day of the expo, so it made since. You and Billy did kinda stick out a bit; being that you guys weren't as well dressed as the others. Nothing mattered though. You were with Billy holding his hand the entire time, no one else existing to either of you. In front of you, for real life, was The Kiss by Gustav Klim. You just stared ahead at the piece, unknown to you was that Billy was staring at you.

"Isn't she beautiful." You simply said.

"Yeah, you are." Billy answered. You look to him with wide eyes; a smiled then forms on your face. You realize that it was only you and Billy in the exhibit room now. You felt Billy lean back a bit dragging you with him, taking your other hand within his.

"Okay do it." He said with no context.

"What?" You asked.

"Really." He laughed, "You dance on my feet, now do it I find it cute."

"Okay bossy." In your doc martins you step onto his motorcycle boots, even on his feet you were still kinda on your tiptoes. You both gently swaying to the music that played over head. Nothing mattered to either of you except for right now. The light were dim but you both could still see each other. Your hand in his the other on his shoulder; with his hand also in yours as for the other is on your hip. Billy guided you both across the floor of the museum following the melody. You both just stared at each other, lovingly. Billy leaned toward you kissing your cheek softly then moving to your lips. This wasn't your first kiss with Billy, obviously, but this was one your few kisses like this. Nothing but soft. passion that you hold for each other. Your kiss felt like the universe was yours, nothing else could ruin this. Billy separated from the kiss.

"I love you." He said sweetly.

"I love you too." You smiled. Stepping of his boots, locking your hand with his and continuing you way through the museum. After a few more expo rooms and a few sculpture pieces, you and Billy made your way outside. Billy's watch reading 5:30.

"So what are we doing now?" You asked.

"We, my sweet girl, are going to the best restaurant in all of Indianapolis." Billy stated walking with you in hand down the street.

"Really?" You were shocked.

"Yeah we're going to Burger King." You laughed at his response. "Hey we are on a budget from the point out." He joked back at you.

"Alright, whatever you say lover boy." You wrap yourself around his arm and continue your prefect night with you perfect boyfriend. Laughing and kissing the night away.

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Hope you enjoyed!

Also I will start working on Part three of California Dreaming soon!

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jotaroslooseeyebrowhair · 1 year

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(un)dead beat dad (Chapter 1)

I hope you all suffer as much as my beta readers do, love you guys @justagaygoosehoard and @le-maidenless

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edit: please ignore my misspellings im super sick :)

Danny spits blood onto the floor of the tower he was in, his hand pressed against the cuts in his chest, barely holding himself together. He cursed as he felt the ice melting around his chest and dripping to the floor. With a shaky breath, he froze it up again, not as thick this time though. Damn. Danny stood, using the wall to stabilize himself. Smearing his glowing green blood all over the wall. He stumbled up the stairs, spilling puddles of green throughout his walk. He got to the top and fell into the door, black impeding his vision as the large blue-skinned figure floated towards him. “Heya clocky,” Danny whispered with a wet chuckle as he lost consciousness fully, slumping to the floor in a pile of green blood as the white rings encompassed his body.

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“Fuck” clockwork said out loud. Somehow, some way, he had not seen this reality. I mean, of course, he had seen the realities where the Fentons had reacted… badly… to say the least. And of course, he had seen the realities where Danny ventured into the ghost zone to find help, hell he had seen every single one and ancients did his heart ache at those. But this? Clockwork hadn’t seen a reality where Danny came to him. How had he not seen that? How had he glossed over that reality? Maybe if he went back through all of those again and tried another time, maybe he could see what he was supposed to do to stop this, maybe he could see what direction he was supposed to go, maybe he could see what he's supposed to do now-

A cough cut him out of his thinking. For once, time is the thing he didn’t have. He thought quickly, what was he supposed to do? He can’t take care of Danny himself, and Danny wont last much longer if he just stays here thinking but ancients what is he supposed to do…. Clockwork snaps his fingers and carefully picks Danny up in a bridal carry, careful not to upset the angry-looking Y-shaped wound on his chest bleeding through his torn medical scrubs. Clockwork waved his staff the best he could while holding Danny, making a portal, and floating through.

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Gotham had been having a wonderful night. Her knights had taken down more than a few of her least favorite assholes, and, as a reward, she made the sky a bit more clear. She loved when those stars shone through her sky. Well, her night had been going well, until she felt a familiar portal open up behind her.

“Ahhhh, my favorite stuck-up bastard. How's it going clockwork? Time treating you well?” She said in her sweet new-jersey accent; snickering and smiling at her pun, taking a drag of her cigarette. Holding the opera-length cigarette holder just past her lips, she blew out the smoke. She rested her other hand on her hip, her sparkling sangria-colored dress flowing over her plump hips. She turned around, her gorgeous crown of black corkscrew curls coming together in a beautiful afro, bouncing as she looked at clockwork. She took a moment to assess the bleeding boy in his arms before looking clockwork in his ruby eyes. “Clockwork, love, what the fuck.”

Clockwork sighed and floated toward Gotham. “This boy… This is the king. He was attacked in his own home by his guardians. He came to me but… but I've never seen this timeline. I wasn’t sure what to do with the boy, but I knew you had knights that could protect him.” Clockwork stared down at the boy in his arms. Gotham took a moment to digest the new information.

“The king, his majesty phantom, is this boy?” Gotham asked, disbelief clear in her voice, Clockwork only nodded and held out the boy to Gotham.

“Yes, he is. I don’t have anyone else to bring him to. I’ll make this easier on you, as thanks.” Clockwork said, handing Danny to Gotham. Gotham flicked the cigarette and its holder out of existence, her feathered boa tickling the boy now in her arms.

“A bit scrawny, is he not?” She smiled lovingly down at the boy king. Clockwork smiled at the two and brought his hand to Dannys' head, a deep blue glow found its way between his hand and the boy king. Gotham stared in wonder as Danny shrunk in her arms. She looked at Clockwork in disbelief for a moment. “Clockwork, I usually do not question your ways, but what are you doing this for?”

“All as it should be. Good luck Danny.” Clockwork smiled and patted the small boys black hair, though it was caked in blood.

Gotham looked down at the boy in her arms, “Daniel. A name fit for a king. Now, I know exactly which of my knights to bring you to. No need to worry your highness, He will take care of you as none else have.” She turned her head to where clockwork was with a thank you on her lips, seeing he already left. She huffed in annoyance and turned towards the streets of her city, she knows exactly where her knight is.

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Jason was having one hell of a night. I mean, the muggings, a robbery, and the riddler? A great night, really. Well, his patrol was finally over, so he crawled through the fire escape to his house and stilled at the chill in the air. Someone else was in his apartment. Jason swung his arm around, pistol cocked and ready to fire, pointing at…. Nothing? A huff of laughter came from the too-dark shadows in the corners of his living room. A tall woman with deep ebony skin sashayed her way from the shadows, a gorgeous dress hugging her thick curves in all the best ways. She smiled at Jason and held the boy in her arms higher, so Jason could see him.

“My knight. I have a request of you, a friend of mine has placed this boy in my care, but I know nothing of raising children.” Jason tried to cut her off with a ‘you think I know jack-shit about kids either???’ but she shushed him with a wave of her hand as she laid the small boy on his beat-up couch. “Of all of my knights, I have deemed you to be the most well-suited to take on this task. This is Daniel, High King of the Infinite Realms. Though he looks younger than he truly is, do not underestimate him. He needs medical attention and someplace to call home. You, Jason, are the best and only option for this task.” Jason stood there dumbfounded. Who the fuck does this lady think she is? Coming out of nowhere giving him a kid and talking to him as if she knew him? And she knows his secret identity!

Jason went to say something but found no words on his tongue as the woman before him dissolved into smoke before his eyes, leaving a bloody kid on his couch. Jason sighed and took off his mask, leaving only his domino. “Well, fuck me I guess” He ran his fingers through his sweaty hair and took off his jacket. Who on earth was that? And how did she disappear like that? How on earth did she get into his apartment? Why did she leave a bloody kid- oh fuck the kid-

Jason stopped what he was doing and stared at the bloody kid on his couch. The kid looked bout six, if he had to guess, but was far too skinny for a healthy six-year-old. Jason paced over silently and let his eyes wander over the small boy. Jason breathed out a small ‘fuck’ and bent down to where the kid's eyes were and tapped his shoulder… nothing. He tapped again and a small groan escaped the boy, huh. Jason gently shook the boy and watched as the small boy's eyes fluttered open to reveal an icy blue. The kid took a moment to adjust, as he glanced around the room, his eyes landing on Jason. Immediately, the boy jumped up, falling over the backside of the couch with a loud thump, scooting to the wall behind him. Well… that wasn’t, exactly what Jason was expecting. Loud heaving breaths were heard behind the couch and jason crawled around, to peak at the boy. As soon as his eyes found the kid, his breath hitched in his throat. That's a lot of blood.

“Hey bud,” Jason started softly, “your names Danny, right?” He asked. Jason tried to scoot closer but when the bleeding boy in front of him moved he stopped. The boy Danny glanced over Jason, taking a minute to observe him before deeming Jason safe, nodding his head yes.

“Well, I’m Red Hood, nice to meet you. A friend of yours dropped you off with me, said you're a king or something?” Jason said slowly, lowering himself to sitting criss-cross on the floor. Danny blushed heavily in front of Jason.

“They… they said that?” Danny said, his voice squeaking out. Danny looked confused for a second and quickly glanced down at his body, ‘he's so small’ Jason thought. Apparently, Danny thought the same as he looked at his body in confusion flipping his hands over in front of his eyes. Jason moved again snapping the boys’ attention back to him.

“So, Danny, Your friend said that you needed some help and that I could help you out. If you trust this friend, I’ll trust them too. You don’t have to trust me right away, but know I’ll help you out the best I can, okay? Sound good?” Jason said, turning his palms flat up to show he wasn’t a threat. Danny took a second to think about it and nodded his head again, slowly, but hey a yes is a yes.

“Alright, kid, we need to get you patched up, I have a friend who can get you fixed right up-” Jason was cut off by the boy frantically shaking his head

“oookay, uh, no hospitals?” Jason guessed.

A slow nod.

“My friend’s clinic?”

A shake.

“Well, I can't do it myself…” Jason smiled in realization “What about my grandpa? He patches me up when I’m out on patrol, that sound good kid?”

There was a moment of silence. Jason was thinking he might have to just call Alfred at this point when the kid hesitantly nodded. Jason let out a sigh. “Alright kid, I’m gonna have to carry you there, okay? “ another nod. Jason scolded over and carefully scooped Danny up in his arms and walked over to his still-open window and crawled out.

“I’ll be as careful as I can, alright? Let me know if anything hurts.” Danny nodded again and Jason carefully hopped off his fire escape, he wasn’t getting any sleep tonight.

Chapter 2

#how we feelin gang #yall sad enough yet? okay ill try harder next chapter #yes im posting stories here before ao3 #danny phantom #dc x dp #dp au #ghost king danny phantom #jason todd #ghost king danny #alfred #red hood #angst #(un)dead beat dad au

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goodomens-hints · 9 months

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Episode 1 plot summary (+complete list of scenes) and more details about later episodes

SPOILER WARNING SPOILER GOOD OMEN SPOILERS BELOW i'll leave my inbox open in case anyone has specific questions about season 2 eps

Scene 1: star creation scene Crowley needs help building constellations so he calls out at a shooting star-shape that turns out to be Aziraphale, who materializes in front of him. He asks Aziraphale to hold up an open scroll with schematics for the galaxies. When Aziraphale does so, Crowley pokes the center of the scroll with his hand crank device and twists it, so that nebulae shoot out. Yes there is a scene where Crowley says "look at that, gorgeous" and Aziraphale gets flustered. They watch in awe until Aziraphale tells Crowley "you do know after 6,000 years it'll be gone right? I read about it in the Great Plan". Crowley gets upset and protests, questioning the almighty, how there should be a suggestion box where they can put suggestions, and Aziraphale advises him not to say such things. Crowley says it's not like asking questions gets you into trouble. They watch the galaxies bloom and Crowley veils Aziraphale with his wing as shooting stars fall toward them, similar to the Garden of Eden scene but in reverse. Scene 2 aziraphale goes to record shop Aziraphale gets a note in the bookshop that says there's a matter of great "ugrency" (misspelled). He visits Maggie in the record shop and she's crying because she can't pay rent, so she's prepared to move. Aziraphale says if she gives him the records he requested, that'll be equivalent to the rent she owes. Maggie asks how he can forgive her and he says "I'm all about forgiveness, actually" and leaves.

Scene 3: crowley talks to shax this is the one posted on youtube, though it's a lengthened scene that includes the beginning where a spy tries to talk to crowley on the bench and he redirects him to the guy feeding ducks. those are the guys crowley is yelling at later. there is also a part where shax implies that crowley owes her specific information? it's very vague but it's probably why she's giving him updates on hell. yup, crowley does say he hasn't seen aziraphale in a while but it's clearly a lie lol Scene 4: michael mentions book of life

in heaven, michael is arguing with someone on the phone about the book of life, i thought at first it was beelzebub on the other end but it's probably uriel

Scene 5: gabriel appears on earth maggie visits nina who remembers her coffee order (skinny latte). then they're distracted by the commotion outside wherein gabriel shows up naked carrying a box. aziraphale is listening to the records but gabriel knocks on the door of his bookshop. there's a huge crowd outside and the moment aziraphale opens the door, gabriel says "I know you! :D" and hugs him in front of everyone while still naked LOL. aziraphale gets really embarrassed and brings gabriel inside. the rest of the scene is the one on youtube where gabriel explains he doesn't remember who he is. Scene 6: muriel finds matchbox short scene where muriel finds the matchbox with Job's passage on the floor of Heaven. you can see a bit of this in the trailer

Scene 7: crowley throws mail and meets shax again Crowley is in a random street throwing the mail shax gave him into a garbage can. Suddenly shax calls and crowley picks up, snapping at her that she shouldn't call and appear suddenly at the same time. shax appears behind him and says "why not?" this is the pic where both shax and crowley are on the phone -- theyre actually talking to each other lmao. shax tells crowley there are rumors of gabriel being missing and crowley is happy. she leaves. Scene 8:

aziraphale is talking to gabriel and we get the whole trailer scene ("you know that feeling where...") but in the real ep aziraphale's reaction is SO ANIMATED, with him standing up and saying "No! definitely not! I have no idea!" LMAO it's so funny, he's so in denial. We hear FLIES when it cuts to gabriel btw so maybe beelzebub is spying? HOW SUSPICIOUS. At one point Gabriel says "I love you" out of nowhere to Aziraphale and Aziraphale says "I..." and Gabriel smiles, looking like he's expecting an i love you back but Aziraphale just says "hmm". People were laughing so hard at this.

Aziraphale calls crowley and asks to meet at the coffee shop. Crowley informs him that gabriel is missing.

Scene 9: short scene where michael and uriel argue because michael said now with gabriel gone, someone has to be in charge...

Scene 10: Maggie brings Nina a record but Nina doesn't have a record player. Nina reveals she has a partner (Lindsay) and Maggie gets disappointed and leaves. She bumps into Crowley and Aziraphale on the way out and tells Aziraphale "you're an angel" lmao.

Scene 11: Crowley is PISSED PISSED PISSED the whole time, in fact the whole ep he looks like he's about to explode. We get the coffee shop scene HOWEVER right before that Crowley asks Aziraphale "what's wrong?" and Aziraphale says "why do you think something's wrong?" all nervously and Crowley says "you only ever call for 3 reasons: one, you're bored, two, you accomplished something and want to brag about it, and three, something's wrong. And you're using your 'something's wrong' voice." YUP THIS IS THE NEW 'i know what you smell like!'. we then get the naked man convo and crowley realizes immediately that aziraphale is stressed and says "is it something i can help with?" and aziraphale nods and THEY IMMEDIATELY GET UP and go to the bookshop with a plate of eccle cakes lmao. once crowley sees gabriel he and aziraphale start fighting. crowley gets mad at aziraphale and tells him he didn't command gabriel to answer properly. He yells at gabriel "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THE BOOKSHOP?!" and uses his hypnotism but gabriel just says "I'm dusting" and does the passive-aggressive feather duster motion. we get the "carved out for ourselves" convo .aziraphale says "fine, i would love for you to help, but if you won't, then feel free to leave". crowley says "i'm not helping" and storms off. he goes out into the street and says to himself "dont do anything rash... wait 10 seconds before doing anything..." but he's already emmitting smoke. We get a funny convo between nina and maggie who are watching crowley from the coffee shop. Nina's all "the man who drank six expressos! He's smoking!" and maggie says "well of course, he needs to calms down!" and nina says "no i mean actually smoking!" Crowley does the lightning thing (maggie thinks he was actually struck by lightning) and it ends up locking Maggie and Nina in the shop and killing their phones. Scene 12:

seroquel and muriel show michael and uriel the matchbox. It has "The Resurrectionist" on it. They are baffled that something material has made its way into heaven. We get the "Gabriel, I think he's gone to earth" line.

Scene 13:

Crowley's in his car and flies start buzzing. beelzebub appears in his car and teleports them both to hell using flies. This is the pic in the poster where beelz and crowley are sitting on chairs side by side. crowley is disgusted and spits some flies out lmao. beelzebub says he can come back and work for hell (and even get a promotion) if he finds gabriel, and that according to heaven, anyone involved in hiding gabriel will be erased from the book of life. crowley is teleported back to his car and begins panicking. Scene 14: nina and maggie bond while locked in the coffee shop. maggie doesn't drink wine and didn't party, nina opens up some wine and drinks it out of a teacup. she says her girlfriend makes her text if she's late by 10 minutes and that she must be freaking out right now. they see someone walking outside and try to ask her to help free them but she doesn't notice them.

Scene 15:

Crowley is mad in his car, speeding, doing the usual etc. Good Old-fashioned lover boy is playing!!!! Scene 16: Crowley arrives and Nina and Maggie catch his attention. They signal for help and he just goes "oh" and snaps his fingers, unlocking the coffee shop and bringing back the electricity. He walks off lmao. Nina and Maggie are weirded out, Nina groans because her phone is bombarded with texts from Lindsay asking where she is. Crowley enters and we get the "I'm back" scene. Aziraphale says he has to do the apology dance and Crowley is all "no way" at first but Aziraphale says "I had to do it in 1861, 1942..." and Crowley says fine and dances.

IT'S REALLY HILARIOUS. HE ENDS IT WITH A BALLERINA BOW LIKE THIS LMAO

So we get the "we need to hide him" convo and they decide to each use half a miracle so that their miracles wont be detected by heaven/hell. crowley will hide gabriel from heaven and aziraphale will hide gabriel from hell. they do the hand-holding thing (like in the pic). theyre not sure if it worked but crowley tests it by standing on a chair and poking at the space above gabriel LOL and there's a hint of a shield so he says it worked, and that he's sure heaven or hell didn't detect a thing. Gabriel is all "now i have two friends :D" and crowley says "We are not friends >:(" Scene 17: an alarm is blaring in heaven because CLEARLY they noticed the half miracle ahahahaha. michael, uriel and seraquel go to the globe and see purple smoke streaming out of the UK. they 'zoom in' and realize it's coming from aziraphale's bookshop.... (interesting that michael refers to aziraphale as a 'former angel' here)

End episode Soon I will summarize ep 2! Some hints for future eps too: -There's a big rain scene -There's an epic scene in the bookshop that took several weeks to film! (youve seen some hints in the trailer) -There are at least 3 jokes about aziraphale and crowley having sex that are scattered throughout the season LOL one of them is nina noticing crowley grumpy and saying "you look like mr. fell didn't let you top last night" and crowley's reaction is amazing. I'll say no more (for now)

#good omens spoiler #good omens spoilers #go2spoiler #go2spoilers

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eds6ngel · 10 months

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beth!!! I saw your post about Robin finding out that the reader is bisexual, do you think you could do the same except put Eddie in Robin's place??? sorry if i misspell a word, english is not my language 😅

of course i can honey!! and by the way, your english is great <33

warnings: fem!reader. pre-established relationship. pet names. swearing. mentions of homophobia. eddie being an ally. coming out. one mention of sex. comfort. fluff. both r and eddie are 20 [0.9k].

You and Eddie had been together since your junior year. You were both pathetically in love with each other, extremely open and no conversation was ever off the table. Which meant you allowed Eddie to talk about girls he found attractive, whether that be out in public or through the form of a celebrity. You trusted him with your life that he would never leave you, and coming up to three years going strong, it seemed that you were correct to make that assumption.

Eddie was on his third attempt of senior year, him afraid that his inability to grasp the education system would encourage you to leave him, but you did the exact opposite. You loved him to pieces, no amount of the flawed academic structure would change your mind about that. Even you didn’t take the formal route of college, your dream of becoming a writer meaning that no amount of student debt would improve the skills you had built up in your life. And Eddie supported your career choice, you spending your free time working on your latest book whilst working at a local bakery to help the Munsons pay their bills, you moving in with them shortly after you graduated high school.

However, there’s one topic that never got brought up, because in all honesty, you never thought it needed to be. You had been struggling to grasp your sexuality since you were a child, constantly flicking back and forth between men and women, society pressuring you to choose one, even if one of the options got you berated.

Luckily one day, you came across the term bisexuality, liking men and women, and everything fell into place. But, when Eddie would point out the hot women on the TV screen, you couldn’t help but shrivel up in your seat, knowing that you too found them attractive in the same way he did, not just in an admirable way like he assumed.

The constant agreements of “Mhmm, she’s pretty,” whenever Eddie would focus on Phoebe Cates would rip you apart, when on the inside you were screaming, “She’s the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my life.”

So, when Eddie decided to rent out a movie called “Desert Hearts,” a story about a female New York professor who falls for another woman whilst staying on a ranch, your heart couldn’t help but flutter. You had an idea he was accepting, Eddie not making any fuss when two boys got outed as gay at Hawkins High, but this was your full confirmation that he had the same attitude towards gay men and gay women.

“I can’t believe this is what people have a problem with,” Eddie complains, “I mean, Back to the Future had Marty find his own mom hot, but suddenly two women falling in love is the worst thing in the world.”

“You don’t mind?” you ask, curled up to Eddie’s chest as he strokes your hair.

“Not only do I not mind sweetheart, I really don’t care,” he admits, “Like, why in the hell would I care if two women are kissing, or cuddling, or even sleeping together for that matter? It’s not my life, and personally… I get it. Like, women are hot, I understand.”

You slightly laugh, nibbling at your fingernails in nervousness as Eddie looks down at you, “Why? Do you have a problem with it?”

“No, not at all… The complete opposite actually,” you purse your lips and frown, “Baby, can I tell you something?”

“Of course princess, anything you want.”

You sigh out, sitting up as you admit your deepest secret that you’ve ever kept hidden from him, “I like women too…”

He remains silent for a minute, letting out a quiet “Oh,” as you don’t look at each other, the both of you afraid of what the other will think. There’s one thing saying it, but when you are faced with it in reality, you can change your mind. You trusted Eddie with your life, but there was something inside of you afraid that, that could happen.

“Well… I’m proud of you for telling me sweetheart,” he says softly, “I can’t lie that after all these years, it does sting a little, but I hope you find the girl for you.”

You brows furrow in confusion, before you click on what you said, “Wait, baby, baby,” you shake your head, chuckling at your own words, a sense of embarrassment flooding your head, “I meant I like women too, as in, as well as men.”

“Oh,” he exclaims, breathing out and letting his head fall into your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your middle as he laughs, yours playing with the hairs at the back of his head. “Jesus fucking Christ sweetheart, are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

He lifts his head up, you placing your hands on his cheeks, “I’m sorry,” you quietly say, “But, yeah… That’s not a problem… is it?”

He lifts his eyebrows and snorts, “You still like men, you still like me, so… I think we’re okay,” he smiles, chuckling and leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips, one that you gladly return.

“But…” he starts, “You know… if you really are just exclusively into women, you can tell me. Will it hurt like a bitch? Yes. But, in all honesty babe, it’s probably the best way to get broken up with,” he softly laughs.

“I promise you, I find both men and women extremely attractive. And out of everyone in the world, you rank the top of that list,” you flirt, Eddie slightly blushing as he presses a kiss to your neck, hugging you once again, the pair of you separating to shift into your previous comfy position.

“Okay, but now I have to ask,” he says, “Phoebe Cates is hot, right?”

You grin up at him, biting your lip, “So fucking hot.”

this was a lil short one, but i hope you enjoyed regardless!! <33

#eds6ngel #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson boyfriend #eddie munson x bisexual!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x bisexual reader #stranger things

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neyswxrld · 6 months

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meeting the family

echo x reader (gn, first person)

summary: After half a year, Echo's partner finally meets his brothers, but some people just can't mind their own business.

warnings: insults, (maybe alcohol? can be read with and without) halloween & costumes, someone makes a comment about eating habits, kissing (i think that's all, please let me know if i missed something!)

words: ~2500

a/n: this is my first own post on this blog and uhmmm yeah. i'm slowly trying myself on the boys soo uhm. yeah.

here is a little spin-off, about how the boys (especially wrecker) got their costumes!

p.s. english isn't my mother tongue, sorry for misspellings! (commas are a pain in the ass.)

"Are you ready?" Echo asked and smiled at me from the side.

"I... I don't know," I admitted, and started to chew on my lip until I felt a sweet pain and recognized the taste of blood. Disgusted, I crinkled my nose.

We were standing in front of 79s. After about half a year, I finally got to meet Echo's family: his brothers. And which establishment could have been better than the place where we met, with the small extra that it was Halloween and we were wearing costumes.

And that's how we were standing here, fulfilling a cliché with being devil and angel. Echo was wearing a white rope, a self-made Halo and small wings with feathers - and he looked gorgeous!

I was dressed in sweet, red robes, had little devil's horns on my head and leathery wings on my back.

Even though Echo wasn't that confident in his clothes at first, he had to admit that we were looking kriffing good together today.

But still - it changed nothing about the fact that I was nervous. More than nervous. My hands were warm and sweaty. I was almost embarrassed that Echo held one of them in his own hand and had to feel that. My heart was beating unpleasantly fast, and my fingertips and my chest were tingly.

I was afraid they wouldn't like me or judge me at first sight.

Were my robes too short? Would they think I'm cheap? Did I appear respectable and serious, or would they think I'm just for short-term? What if they thought I wasn't good enough for Echo? What if they really wouldn't like me? What if I wouldn't like them? Both options would be absolutely devastating. They were the most important people in Echo's life. Of course I wanted to like them!

My boyfriend seemed to notice my insecurity.

"You will do great. They're excited to finally meet you," he assured me and squeezed my hand a little bit. In contrast to mine, his hand was cool and dry. He was able to ground me a little bit again. As long as I wouldn't come across like a spoiled brat, everything would be fine. They wouldn't have a reason to not like me.

I took a deep breath, nodded and breathed a small "Okay."

With determined steps, we walked through the entrance of the famous clone bar and headed for a booth in the back of the bar.

Even from far away, I recognized the boys Echo already showed me on pictures. Of course they were wearing costumes at the moment, too.

Hunter's shaggy hair was standing out among the other clones. In addition to that, he wore wolf ears with fake fur, a red and blue checked shirt that was ripped on a few spots and a black leather jacket that looked really good on him. His black painted nails looked like claws.

Next to him sat Crosshair. He wore an elegant, black cape with red accents and a high collar. On his chest was a silver brooch that looked perfectly old-fashioned. While he was talking with Hunter, every now and then small, sharp fangs were poking out of his mouth.

I also recognized Tech relatively fast due to his goggles. He was wearing a big, pointed hat that almost swallowed his head and dark robes with silver embellishments. In front of him was a thick book, and while he was talking with Wrecker, he lively gestured with a small magic wand to defend his point: "Wrecker, I am not a witch. I am a wizard!" I vaguely heard him say, and a small smile appeared on my lips when Wrecker started to laugh out loud. "Ahw, that's the same!"

Wrecker himself was wearing a purple and yellow Onesie without a hood. It was purple on the most part of it. His tummy was a light yellow, and I could see a short tail that had some stripes in the same shade of yellow as his tummy. On his head, he was wearing a purple beanie with cute, little tooka ears attached to it that had the same pattern as his tail. It looked handmade and was absolutely adorable. Suddenly, I remembered Echo telling me about Crosshair and Tech staying up all night to craft this thing for Wrecker.

"No, there is a fundamental difference between a witch and a wizard!" Tech kept going. While Echo and I moved closer to the table, his words got clearer for my ears.

"Stop bickering, you two. Wrecker, Tech is a wizard. Tech, stop gesticulating with your stick, I'd rather keep Wrecker's other eye," Hunter intervened. Both were quiet for a few seconds until Tech started talking again.

"Hunter, this isn't just a stick-" he started, but this time, he was interrupted by Echo and me.

By now, we had reached the group, and my boyfriend cleared his throat to get their attention.

Immediately, all of them stopped talking and turned their heads towards us expectantly. I felt four pairs of eyes landing on me, scrutinizing me curiously. This time, I squeezed Echo's hand a bit tighter. He answered me with squeezing back.

"Boys, this is my partner," Echo started and introduced us to each other. I smiled and nodded at them as a greeting.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you," I said shyly and was glad that Echo pulled me down with him into the cozy locking booth.

I sat down next to Wrecker and Echo slid in close to me. There were a few moments in which nobody said anything. If it hadn't been for the loud music or the chatter of other clones and their dates, we probably would've been able to hear a pin drop. Luckily, Wrecker broke the silence and saved the whole situation.

"Woah, you're as pretty as the pictures!" he observed, and I felt heat rise in my cheeks.

"You showed them pictures?" I asked Echo, a little bit embarrassed. "Of course, I also showed you pictures of them," he nodded smiling. That made the whole thing a little bit better.

"Yeah, that's right... Thanks, Wrecker. You're much bigger than what you look like in the photos," I answered grinning, and Wrecker proudly puffed out his chest. "All muscles," he told me. Echo and Hunter sighed in a short manner.

"Wrecker, stop flirting with Echo's girlfriend," Hunter ordered and pulled a quiet chuckle out of me with that.

With this small exchange, the ice was broken, and all of us started one interesting and exciting conversation after the next. Crosshair took the part of the observer more often than really talk, but this was okay. Due to Echos stories, I already knew that he wasn't a big talker, especially with new people around.

While the evening went on, we drank some drinks here and there, Echo and I shared a small portion of fritzle fries and after that I still was a bit hungry, so I bought a bowl of snacks for the whole table. Especially Wrecker was happy about that and ate most of it.

To this point, the evening was a whole success. I liked Echo's brothers, and I felt like they at least thought that I was okay. We talked about this and that with so much ease, like we knew each other for many years.

Tech told me about the special wood his magic wand was made of and where to find it, and in addition to that he started to tell me everything he knew about that planet, which I found very interesting.

When a good song came on, Echo and I went to the dance floor to awkwardly shake our bodies and have fun. I was so happy that he didn't mind others looking at us or thinking about what they might think. Since a long time, he was able to let loose again. I was very sure it was his excitement about our small meeting with his brothers going that well.

After some time Wrecker joined us, a little bit shy at first, because he was scared of third wheeling, but found dancing looked too nice to not try it, and like that we enjoyed the music as a group of three.

After a few songs, we went back to the others and picked up our conversations again. Even Crosshair started to talk a little bit more after some time.

Only Hunter was a little bit distant. Although he talked and joked with us, he still was a little bit reluctant and observed me warily.

With the drinking came the urge to visit a bathroom, and I excused myself from the table.

Then it happened.

I was in one of the cubicles and straightened my clothes sluggishly, as I heard the voices of two other people.

"Did you see that table full of Freaks? The goggled one was just a smartass about shit no one wants to know about. What a waste of breath. And what he's talking too much, the other is talking too less. I thought he's mute at first, but I've seen him talking sometimes." - "Don't forget about that giant baby. How can he be so well-built but so stupid? He wouldn't be good for anything if he wasn't a clone." - "And that little, filthy devil. How could someone eat that much in one evening? A little less wouldn't do any bad." - "Yeah. I bet that little devil fucks with all of them. Have you seen that costume? It's literally calling 'take me'." This was accompanied by spiteful laughter.

Confused, I shook my head - they could only be talking about us.

Just as I wanted to step out of the cubicle and ask them what the kriff they were talking about, they started making derisive remarks again.

"Did you see that wannabe angel?" - "You mean the cyborg? Yes. He should've come as a droid." - "Droid? Would that even be a costume, then?" - "Disgusting. I've never seen something that ugly. Just the idea to come here as an angel... I thought clones like that are getting decommissioned." They were laughing again.

This time, it was too much. They went too far. It wasn't okay to talk about anyone like that. None of the boys deserved that, but when it came to Echo, I saw red.

I took an angry breath through my nose and shoved the cubicle's door open. It hit the wall forcefully.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked outraged, while the two of them let out a short yelp. They were costumed as nurse and loth-cat. Both of them looked at me confused at first, but then their glance changed to something bitchy.

"Oh, the little devil is here to save the little angel," the nurse giggled, put her finger in her mouth and acted like she would gag on it.

"Oh, and how I am here to protect him. The boys and especially Echo are the most lovable people I've ever met. He's sincere and honest and admirable and so much better than you. What the hell are you thinking to talk about people like that?" I breathed angrily and started to wash my hands aggressively while I stared at them through the mirror.

"What? We just talked about preferences. Droid just isn't on our list. Unlike yours, hm? Does he give you a good time with his scomp?" Again, this annoying, arrogant voice.

"No, this has to do nothing with preferences. Otherwise, you could just say he's unattractive. What you are doing is not okay. You're mean because of what he looks like and you dehumanize him. But Echo feels just as much as every other human. If you ask me, you're the ones who are cold, heartless droids. And if you're complaining so much about Tech's stories, then I'm asking myself how you can listen to each other. All I hear from you is 'mimimi'. I'm interested in what he says. And Wrecker? He would achieve more in his life than you ever will. Maybe you should take advice from Crosshair and just shut up," I scowled and threw my paper towels in the trash bin next to them with the last few words.

While the nurse still had an arrogant expression in her face, the cat looked a bit guilty at least. I wasn’t sure how long he would feel like that before they were harassing others again.

"Oh, and Echo gives me the best times. Better than any of your flings ever could," I growled a last time, shutting the door behind me. Stupid people.

While I stomped back over to the boy's table again, I tried to calm down my breathing, blinking some tears away that started to water my eyes, but it didn't work that well.

Echo immediately noticed and glanced at me, worried. "You okay? What took you so long?" He asked quietly.

Droid. Don't make me laugh - a droid never could be as sensitive and kind as Echo.

"Yes. Sorry, there was a long line," I murmured and sat close to him. Our knees and sides were touching. He put his scomp arm around me carefully, letting me melt in his side comfortably.

"Okay," he breathed, even though he wasn't that convinced. He knew I would talk to him when it was something important or something that was worrying me. But I didn't want his mood to be dampened. So I didn't say anything.

We looked in each other's eyes for some time, and while I was observing him, I noticed how beautiful he was again.

"You're so pretty," I mumbled, and Echo's smile grew a little bit wider while his cheeks turned pink. "Thank you. You're very pretty, too," he returned the compliment. Now, I was the one with the heated face. We captured each other's eyes again. Suddenly, there was a tension between us.

With a small, fast motion, I moved forward and gave him a small peck on the lips. Echo returned the quick kiss, smiling as we departed from each other again.

Shortly after, we took part in the heated conversation of the others again. Echo's arm was still around me, and I enjoyed the comforting warmth that grew between us.

Just before I really could dive into the conversation again, I felt something carefully poking my shin.

Curiously, I looked up and met Hunter's gaze, which held warmth and thankfulness. He nodded at me with acknowledge.

He moved his mouth, and even though I couldn't hear what he was saying, I was able to read his lips: "Thank you."

At first, I was a bit confused, but then I remembered Hunter's advanced senses. He had to have heard us talking in the bathroom.

The corner of my mouth twitched upwards. I nodded back at him.

Even though I met Echo's brothers just now, I already had a soft spot for them - and that was okay.

At that moment, I promised myself to defend them and especially Echo from everything I could.

Always.

#the bad batch #tbb echo #tbb tech #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #echo x reader #first person pov #clone force 99 #tbb #echo the bad batch #echo fanfic #bad batch echo #insults #halloween

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gh0stchristian · 9 months

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Luis Serra x m!reader headcanons [SFW/NSFW]

this prompt is heavily inspired by other posts from the following tags, specially this one

there might be some misspellings along the post, apologizing in advance.

like + reblog are much appreciated!

light explicit content ahead, some words are censored.

SFW

Luis never comments on the fact that he's attracted to men, however he would carry on with his flirting behavior as much as he does with women;

Would definitely complement your clothes, your jewelry, your hair and your facial features;

*bites the tip of his lip* "¡Que Guapo!"

Treats you with kindness and does his best to not get you overwhelmed;

bro has that insanely enchanted gaze that makes you lose your tracks;

like seriously, you look at him and be like "what's happening to me"

Makes jokes 24/7 and laughs with himself trying to impress you;

Grins every time he looks at you (simp behavior);

Annoys you purposely;

"Fuck you, Luis." "Now or later?"

Would try everything to make you flustered;

"Ay, didn't think you could be so cute."

Whispers naughty phrases in Spanish in your ear and mistranslates the meaning;

He likes to fix his hair when you're not watching, he cares how you perceive him;

He comes up with "Hold on, you got a dirty spot on your chin." and takes the opportunity to brush his thumb on your lips;

idk why I add this but I think Luis breathes loudly. Like you can hear his breath

He catches you glancing at him: "What? Never seen a handsome man before?"

Calls cute lil names "bebé", "guapo" and "hombrecito" are his favorite to use with you;

At first, Luis used to give little pats on your back, but when you gain intimacy with him he squeezes your waist.

He comforts you when you're feeling depressed, gently holding your face. "Aw mi amor, que pasa? Why are you so down?"

Luis doesn't play with your feelings and gets concerned every time you seem upset with something;

He loves caressing your hair and giving a lil kiss on the cheek;

He pleads for you like he's reciting a poem;

immediately put out the cigarette when you say you're allergic to the smoke;

He grabs your chin to face you, gently pulls you for a kiss. I mean, he practices kissing a lot, so he's aware of what he's doing;

He glances at you before pulling his face back;

"Mm, did I make someone nervous? That's what I thought."

NSFW

Switch (duh

loves fingering you and whispering in your ear

a truly touch starved person

he's not a fan of degrading but would do it if you insist.

stop being delusional, Luis doesn't understand a thing about bdsm

Luis Serra Voice Kink Navarro

"Yeah lose that up for me, mi amor."

Huffs and bites his lips during sex.

in his mind: teasing >> fucking

would muffle curses and isn't afraid to moan

if you have a praising kink you've won

cheesy compliments and bragging, he's so cute and romantic

Luis absolutely adores caressing your body, especially arms and shoulders

cozy cuddling and hugs, kissing and nibbling on your neck

He's truly a gentleman, he opens the car door for you and your legs too, aww

he pushes you until you scream his name

"Let this whole damn place hear that we're here!"

won't stop complementing your body

he speaks a lot during sex if you didn't get that yet

that gorgeous smile of his makes any guy's heart melt.

he secretly has a semi-public sex kink

brags your waist, swinging your hips slowly while staring at you taking his dick "Ah, [Y/N] you're taking me so well."

smokes after sex

chuckles seeing you take a break from hours of pleasuring

"Take a rest now, guapo. You did great."

after a long enjoyable night, Luis naps cuddling with you, snoring on your neck sleeping peacefully like an angel.

but this angel's snores sounds like a truck.

#luis sera x reader #luis sera x m!reader #luis sera headcanons #re4 luis #resident evil #resident evil 4 #re4 remake #luis serra #luis serra navarro #luis sera x y/n #luis sera smut #smut prompts #romantic prompts

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patchworkgargoyle · 1 year

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Editor Eddie

Did I write this solely because of the pun? Yes. It was, however, inspired by me wearing my Hellfire shirt and getting ready to sit down and beta a Steddie fic, as well as @inairbinad's Petals in a Storm (which people should go read).

Anyway, here's some extremely fluffy and domestic older!Steddie, with Eddie as a genre fiction/horror editor, in 735 words! Extremely brief and vague mention of a monster eating something's guts.

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Red-marked pages lay scattered everywhere, solely illuminated by the hulking, faintly buzzing computer monitor that took up a good half of Eddie’s desk. Lips pursed and eyes narrowed, he held up a sheaf of papers with one hand, the other holding his pen to his mouth while he gnawed on the end. He distantly thought that if he kept chewing the pen might break and he’d look much like the monster currently being described in the chapter before him, red dripping down its chin. It was the third time the author had used the word ‘viscera’ in the same paragraph, and while pens didn’t have guts he knew that the ink would probably taste just as bad as that would. But as the monster was, apparently, ‘gleefully gorging’ on the aforementioned viscera, it probably wouldn’t agree.

He put the pages back down on the pile in front of him and scribbled out a few notes – “less viscera, more… entrails, gore, innards perhaps!” – then hunched over the words to continue reading about how the creature turned its horrifying visage towards the protagonist.

Editing was, mostly, the best job Eddie's ever had. Sure, it could be a slog to wade through a sea of purple literary prose or a desert of adjective-less, action-less nonfiction. Those were part of the job (though he’d grown enough to admit that sometimes he found gems even outside his beloved genre fiction tastes), and something he had to endure before he could climb his way to the fiction department. This, though, a carnage-filled horror romp? This was his bread and butter, his home away from home, his shit. Hell, it had been his life once upon a time. Getting to help up-and-coming authors improve their craft with his own love of storytelling and his lived, horrific experiences was awesome. It was one of the things that made March of ‘86 worth the terror and pain and scars.

Eddie was still slouched over the chapter, making note of a few misspellings, and so fully absorbed in his work that he didn’t hear the door to the office creak open. Hadn’t even heard the knock that preceded it. What he did notice was the plate being slid directly on top of the paper, a flaky croissant placed right in the centre, and Eddie suddenly realised he was really fucking hungry.

“How’s my favourite Eddie-tor doing?” Steve asked.

Eddie’s head fell back with the weight of the agony the pun caused and heard a few vertebrae pop. Glaring, he said, “That pun wasn’t funny the first fifty times you said it, sweetheart.”

“I haven’t said it that much.” Despite his defensiveness, Steve still looked entirely too amused at himself, smirking down at Eddie. The hallway light backlit him, casting him in a near halo of soft warmth, contrasted by the pale glare of the computer screen that highlighted his face and caught on the few grey hairs beginning to show.

Steve was gorgeous still, maybe even more so after over two decades together. Worry lines and laugh lines alike brought a kind of charm and dignity to his face, and just the sight of those silvery strands in his hair always got Eddie feeling emotional. They were proof they’d survived. That it was over. That they could grow old, safely and with each other. He called them mithril just to see Steve’s nose scrunch and eyes roll at his references.

“Okay,” Eddie conceded, “maybe just forty times.”

Though he scoffed, Steve stepped closer and wrapped his arm around Eddie’s shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. “You’ve been locked away in here for five hours, babe, you should get up and stretch. Or at least turn on the light.”

“But overhead lights are the work of the devil, Steve, you know this. I can’t work under those conditions.” Eddie gave a shit-eating grin as Steve, with a deadpan expression, flicked on his desk lamp. “Oh yeah. Forgot that was there.” He had. Really.

“You’re so annoying,” Steve sighed, but Eddie saw the smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“You love it.”

The smile spread like the affection in Eddie’s chest at the sight. Steve bent down again, this time capturing Eddie’s lips in a sweet, slow, familiar kiss that made his toes curl just as much as any hungry, needy kiss would. Barely pulling back, Steve whispered, “Yeah. I do.”

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #fanfic #ficlet #sav scrawls stuff #that's gonna be my writing tag

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paz-djarin · 1 year

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Villain

Paz a lone wolf who ends up finding a child during one of his jobs. The Mandalorian, a one man army who works for the Empire.

Rating: 13+

Warnings: Violence, torture (but not detailed), obsession, language

Authors Note: Sorry for misspelling.

Part I || Part II || Part III || Part IV (Final)

Paz groans waking up, his head pound and his vision blurry. He tried to make his eyes adjust. He tired to move around, but he realized his arms are chained and he is on his knees.

“Oh~you’re finally awake.”

That voice…I know it…I heard that voice before I got knocked out…

Paz looks at where the voice is coming from. Finally his vision clears, it’s Moff Gideon’s right hand man. He is mercilessly or so has Paz heard.

“Oh I thought you would never wake up.” Din said.

“Wh…why am I here…?” Paz grumbles.

“Oh, honey you have to speak up.” Din chuckles.

Paz glares at him, “Why am I here?”

“Oh you know why. You have the child—“

“Ragnar. His name is Ragnar.” Paz interrupts him, growling.

“Yes. Yes. Whatever.” Din grumbles.

“What do you want with him?” Paz growls.

“Now, now. No need to be like that.” Din said grabbing the sides of Paz’s helmet, “Now obey and this won’t come off.”

Paz quietly gulps.

“Now…how did you find the child?” Din asked him sweetly, with a hint of venom in his voice.

“I-I…I found him on one of my jobs.” Paz answered.

Din nods “Hmm. Now tell me, where are you taking him?”

“That—that…I can’t tell you…” Paz replies softly.

“What? What was that? I can’t hear you speak up.” Din’s grip oh the helmet became tighter.

“I. Can’t. Tell. You.” Paz sneered.

“Don’t give me attitude.” Din pulls out a weapon.

Paz glares at this man, I can’t give him the information…I just can’t, Ragnar will be in danger if I do… Din titles his head to the side. Smiling wickedly behind his helmet.

“So not gonna tell me…alright…” Din actives the weapon, “I will have to make you talk.” The weapon is almost like a sword, but the blade it covered in purple lighting.

He began to hit Paz with it. At the beginning Paz only grunt in pain. The pain became to much and now crying out in pain. His cries echo off the walls.

Ragnar hears Paz’s cries of pain. He whimpers and tried to block the sound out of his ears.

Din eventually got bored and tossed the weapon away. Paz sunk deeper into the floor. His head hanging, as he desperately tries to catch his breath.

“Are you going to tell me?” Din repeats.

Paz doesn’t say anything, remaining silent. Still crying a bit.

“Aw…I hope I didn’t hurt you too bad~” Din chuckles, “I guess you aren’t going to answer me…”

Paz doesn’t say anything again, he weakly looks up at Din. Din is waiting for a reply or something at least. The taller man just hung his head staring at the ground.

“I hope I didn’t break you already, sugar.” Din said, “I still have a whole bunch of questions for you.”

Paz still stays silent. Din is having enough with his silence, he rips off Paz’s helmet. Paz froze and looked up at Din, fear and shame filled his eyes.

Din titles his head, “Oh my, you’re absolutely gorgeous. Why were you hiding this from me sugar.” His hands went on Paz’s cheeks.

Paz desperately tries to pull away and try to hide his face. Gideon’s right hand man had a stronger grip on him. Din couldn’t help, but to keep admiring Paz’s looks. He felt his heart skip a beat and his cheeks warmed up.

“Damn.” Din shakes, “sugar you are gonna give me a heart attack.”

“Good.” Paz growling, finally speaking.

“Aw~don’t be like that.” He said sweetly, “I just want the best for you.”

Just a few seconds ago he tried to make me spill something. Now this!? What the hell is wrong with this man!? Paz growls at him.

“Get your hands off of me!” Paz snaps.

“Now…now…just relax sugar.” Din said calmly.

“Stop calling me that! I ain’t no one’s ‘sugar’!” Paz yells.

Suddenly the base shakes, the alarm are going off. Din groans in annoyance, looking to him.

“I’ll be back sugar.”

Then Din leaves Paz. The door closing behind him. Paz had a hundred questions in his mind. Until he heard the sounds of blaster shooting and cries of pain. He heard a familiar voice and an unfamiliar voice.

“See if he’s there!”

“Alright.”

The door opens, Paz eyes widen. A small sad smile forms. He see the Armorer, Axe Woves and some other green mandalorian. This green mandalorian is holding Ragnar. Ragnar is knock out.

What in the world did they to him. I kill them all. Paz grumbles.

“Paz!” Axe rushes over to him, taking off the chains. “There we go big guy.”

“We better high tail it out of here.” The green mandalorian said.

The Armorer approach Paz, quickly grabbing his helmet. With a single word, placing back on his head. She felt bad for him, because she was once in that same position that he is in. The green mandalorian fired his pistol and never seemed to miss. He contacts some one and they dash past the fall soldiers.

With that they managed to avoid Din and escape the base.

“But my helmet…” Paz mumbles.

The Armorer just stayed silent and listened to the poor man.

“Dad…it’s not your fault. That Din guy took off your helmet.” Ragnar said softly.

“Yeah, by the way. I don’t think that rule applies anymore. Since the niteowls are dead and The Children of the Watch are kinda dead. Now we are just running.” Axe explains.

“We are a broken Creed…” The Armorer finally spoke.

“Most of them got killed off, because of Bo-Katan and Din.” A woman said.

“By the way…I wanted to thank you strangers.” Paz said in a soft tone.

“I’m Fennec…and this is Boba Fett…” She introduces herself and the green mandalorian.

Din growling like an animal and breaking things, shouting things in mandalorian. Moff Gideon and Bo-Katan just watch as he destroys everything in the room.

“Damn you have issues.” Bo tells him.

“I wouldn’t be talking Princess.” Din snaps.

Din couldn’t stop thinking about Paz. The fear in his eyes, his looks and his screams of pain. Din enjoyed all of that. Now he is shaking violently.

“I will get my hands on you Paz, oh my sweet sugar~nothing. I mean nothing will stop me. You will be all mine…”

#the mandalorian #star wars #din djarin #paz vizsla #paz x din #pazdin #ragnar vizsla #dark din djarin #yandere din djarin #bo katan kryze #moff gideon #the armorer #boba Fett #axe woves #fennec shand #grogu and ragnar rolls are switched #writeblr #fanfic #mr pazzie writing

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deduction-substitute · 19 days

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I think of Lucky Guy bringing his fucking DIARY inside the match and wow....bro writes all kind of shit in there

But imagine if it was unlabelled.

To start off, when the survivors died in their original matches, they respawned again in the manor that works like the idv stageplay one

So im thinking of the survivors, in their original games, finding this diary and thinking !!! Hey it might hold some useful information!!! And the first page is Lucky wishing that he had his phone so he could play subway surfers 💀

ALL OF THEM REALIZING THEYVE READ THE SAME DIARY...except theres different variations of it

"I saw a diary hidden away in the library once. Thought it would help me escape from this wretched manor. Instead, it was just some guy who kept on misspelling his words and going crazy....?"

"That reminds me of the diary I found right next to a cipher. There wasn't anything useful on there. I think they were trying to spell 'gorgeous' over and over again on the same page."

Meanwhile Lucky just looks to the side embarrassed bc FUCKKKKK THATS MY DIARY 😭😭😭

#identity v #idv lucky guy #idv #identity 5 #lucky guy #idv lucky #identity v lucky guy #my ideas!

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notebookishbalderdash · 11 months

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Following on from the bullet journaling gentrification post & your own thoughts on the topic: as somebody who posts their BuJo online, how do you deal with the pressure of creating “aesthetic” pages? Do you have to remind yourself to treat your BuJo as a tool? If so, how do you do it?

(Asking as somebody who managed to get back into bullet journaling thanks to a 5-year-long break from social media, but is now itching to start posting journaling content again)

(Scared I’ll fall back into crippling perfectionism)

thanks for the question! my answer may be a little disappointing. the answer is, i very, very rarely post my bullet journal online. you can see just how much i reblog other people's journals versus my own by scanning the tags. this is partly because i extremely value privacy and am too paranoid to post a final page (even though i think that is the prettiest stage) and because i don't find my pages all that interesting before that point. i tried posting clean (without a schedule/personal information) spreads on instagram a while ago, but i fell into the same frustration of feeling like i was posting the same thing over and over while also too uncomfortable to post something beyond that.

in a lot of ways, recognizing other people's journaling styles as theirs and not true to my vision of a bullet journal helped - but the main way i keep the pressure off is to think of it as an extended to-do list/diary combo and not dress it up as a grander concept. the way i have made my bujo my own is to allow myself to mess up, frankly. i write in pen, and while i hate having to scribble out misspellings, i've come to terms with it as a living document. part of my struggle with extremely aestheticized pages is that it feels like making gorgeous dollhouses that no one can live in - i feel like nothing i write will live up to the frame. distilling my practice down to really simple things i like (color combinations, neat pens, lots of check boxes) helped me focus on it as a tool for my own work as well as a place i can record my life without writing long, prose entries about my day (a journaling practice i never stuck with for long).

i still struggle with the aesthetic value, especially when colleagues comment, 'omg your handwriting is so nice!' or "i could never make something that pretty!' but ultimately, as long as i can read my handwriting and feel organized, i'm alright. my main advice is to start small and see where you grow. having an audience is less fulfilling than making yourself excited to return to the practice.

tl;dr: try to find what excites you about bullet journaling and what draws you to the practice functionally. thinking of the book as something that lives and breathes through your life changes (like you do!) helps, but if you need to keep all or some of it private to learn what works for you, then do so! no one else is using your journal, after all.

#bullet journals #asks #journals #journaling

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enashinonome · 3 months

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Hello aya! 10 and 30 for the ask game 🌸

hello noemi 🫧 thank you for sending!! your new theme is soo pretty by the way!

10. do you have a creed?

vaguely, yes. one that isn’t strict but flexible and forgiving. to gain something from everything i do, which is fun and joy most of the time, to never withhold love from others despite any fears, to embrace being easily moved, to trust that i have the strength to persevere through anything, to have the awareness to see and celebrate the divine wherever i may find it, to express gratitude always, to live in every day instead of passing through it…and fuck it we ball, of course. i’m sure there’s more, but these are the things that i feel come up most in my daily life. it’s hard to be gentle when i have only ever raised myself to be sharp because i thought it’d be safer, more impressive, what have you; i feel like i stopped only now because i realized i want to be loving and loved. and i can’t have that if i’m withholding my love!

that reminds me of something i wrote in my notebook for my creative writing class in school. it was a freewrite—with the prompt being “what color do you feel like today?”—and in it i’d misspelled withhold with only one H. then i kind of ran with it: “i play with fire (not red) and it thrills and scares me. everything scares me. and i love too much. i just withold it. misspelling withhold is kind of clever. i hold my wits instead of others’ hands. i think it makes me stronger, holding things close to the chest.” that kind of thinking has been so ingrained in me since i was young, but now i’m trying to correct that. and i think that is what my creed means to me.

30. pick one of your favorite quotes.

OH this is TORTURE how could i ever pick just one??? when asked questions like these i immediately forget everything i’ve ever read that struck me so hard that it moved me to contemplate myself and my heart as well as uncap a highlighter.

you don’t know this, but i got out my well-loved copy of on earth we’re briefly gorgeous just for you, noe. thank god i used those little sticky tabs to mark my favorite quotes from it.

“is that what art is? to be touched thinking what we feel is ours, when, in the end, it was someone else, in longing, who finds us?” this was my yearbook quote in middle school, actually! god, middle school…i don’t think on earth is something you’d find a middle schooler reading, but i’m so glad i read it then. i could talk about that book for hours. i put sticky tabs on many other quotes, but that one means the most to me.

i also think about that one richard siken tweet all the time, the one where someone asks him, “mister siken, what do i do when i’m always the one that loves more?” to which he responds, “congratulate yourself.” god. that changed the way i perceived my own love. before, i saw it as useless if not expressed, appreciated, reciprocated in full. but now i know it’s something beautiful that i’m grateful to carry, even if it means intense suffering sometimes. most times i walk out of situations being glad that i loved.

well, anyways. i also pulled out my copy of war of the foxes for this. with the way i talk about him so much, you’d think siken is my favorite poet, but he’s not. he was just formative in my poetry-reading journey. this line from ‘self-portrait against red wallpaper’: “shame comes from vanity. / shame means you’re guilty, like the rest of us, / but you think you’re better than we are.” FUCKKK god. just kill me, why don’t you. and if that didn’t make me keel over before, right after that: “what would a better me paint? there is no / new me, there is no old me, there’s just me, the same / me, the whole time.”

and this from ‘the stag and the quiver’: “this is the testimony / of the deer: solitude, the long corridors, love from a distance.” FUCK MY LIFE!!!!!! i could get into my love of deer for this one but we’d be here for eons. so i will stop there.

an honorable mention to everything mary oliver has ever written. i love her spiritual awareness. in my theology class, when we were talking about sacraments, my teacher linked ‘the summer day’ in her slides, as well as pat schneider’s ‘the patience of ordinary things’, which made me very happy because the day before i told her it was a poem that fit with what we were learning very nicely. and she agreed and liked it enough to include it in her slideshow! i melted. thank you mary oliver, thank you pat schneider, thank you to everyone who has written something that i told myself i could never forget. and my apologies for forgetting.

#NUMBER ONE YAPPER OVER HERE !#noemi seriously thank you for enabling me like this lol 🤍#notes 💌

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booknerd28 · 11 months

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Comfort: Part One Azriel x Elain

A/n: Hi!! This is the first fanfic I’ve written and I’ve been reading so damn much of it I was very inspired to write some of my own so here we go! Be nice to me please!! I want to write more of this (and include the most smut and fluff) so its a series now because I got carried away lol

Includes: soft!Azriel discussions of feeling invisible and like nobody knows the real you. mostly fluff and a little bit of Elain angst. Mentions of grief and slight ACOWAR spoilers. He calls her sweetheart and comforts her and it warms my cold dead heart 💃 also I didn’t proof read this so I can guarantee nothing is misspelled but I can’t guarantee the grammar is perfect 🤪 ENJOY!!!

Azriel

Holy shit

I stop dead as I spot Elain standing on the bridge that runs over the Sidra staring down at the river like shes looking for answers she can only find in the sparkling waters. No one is usually up as late as me so when I decided to walk through Velaris I didn’t expect to find anyone especially Elain in the streets. I was walking to stand in the exact spot Elain is standing to be alone and think and was so absorbed by my thoughts I didn’t even notice her standing there until one of my shadows screamed it at me. I debate just turning around and leaving but she looks so sad I can’t bear to turn away and leave her alone.

So I walk up to the bridge and stand next to her trying to think of something to say when she startles at my presence. “Oh! Hello Azriel” she says seeming to snap out of a trance.

I wonder what had her looking so solemn a moment ago what was running through her mind and I debate asking when she again says “I didn’t expect anyone to find me here” she says subdued as if shes saying it more to herself than to me.

I scramble for something to say. Damn it I should’ve walked away I cant comfort her anymore than I can comfort myself which isn’t at all. So I settle on something simple because it was too late to walk away. “Hi Elain, I didn’t either” I stumbled over the words like an absolute idiot.

She looked at me with that shining hair and those gorgeous eyes which were alarmingly red as if she’d been crying rendering me even more speechless than I already was. I open and close my mouth like a dying fish and then quickly look to the lake so hide the flush of embarrassment I could feel rising to my cheeks.

We’re quiet for a long moment after that until she quietly asks “Do you ever feel invisible?” I turn my head to her surprised at the question and I think on it. My entire life I wanted to be invisible welcomed it even because it meant that I was safe but nowadays it felt more like a prison than a comfort so I nodded.

I notice her eyes burning holes into my cheek so I turn my head to look at her to see tears in her eyes. I instinctively opened my arms to her hoping to offer any sort of comfort I could even if I didn’t exactly know what was bothering her so much. She walks into them burying her face in the crook of my neck while I stroke her hair savoring her warm soft skin against me.

I had had a crush on Elain for months but never acted on it because she had enough going on and I didn’t want to push her among other things. Her body starts vibrating with quiet muffled sobs and my heart breaks. I would hunt down whatever or whoever caused her such pain and take my sweet sweet time butchering them/destroying it.

Softly I ask, “Sweetheart, whats wrong?” she doesn’t respond simply tightening her arms around me. “Who do I need to kill?” I asked lightly trying to get her to laugh. Im rewarded with a small huff of breath and then a couple second later she pulls away just enough to look up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes and sighs, resting her head on my chest.

I continue stroking her hair waiting until shes ready to share whats bothering her. “I-I sometimes feel as if…”she shakes her head “never mind” she says pulling away farther. “I don’t want to dump anything onto you” I shake my head pulling her back in needing to hold her for as long as I can “No, please tell me” I plead softly.

She closes her eyes takes a deep breath then says “I sometimes feel like im not really alive, like im floating along and just surviving. Today I went to visit my dads grave and it just hit me that I’ll never be able to talk to him again and that im all alone in this world now” I frown “you’re not alone. You have Feyre and Nesta and me and Rhys and Cassian would do anything to protect you too” I refute. She shakes her head “I feel like Feyre and Nesta don’t really see me though. They see this meek quiet kind girl when I don’t feel like thats who I am anymore. I love my sisters but I don’t think they know the real me. I don’t think anyone does”

I frown even deeper I worried she felt like this ever since I noticed her hands tighten into fists when Feyre and Nesta said her powers we’re not to be used unless it was the last resort. “What do you want to do about it?” I asked diplomatically. If she needs help letting them know how she feels I will gladly take that weight of her shoulders.

“I think… I think I want to let them know I don’t appreciate being treated like im fragile” she says determination coloring her voice. I nod and pull her closer kissing her head. “Do you want my help telling them that?” I tentatively question. She shakes her head strongly in my arms. I release her so I can see her face, wipe away her tears and say “Thats my girl”. The prettiest smile blooms on her face and I grin, kissing her forehead. I swing my arm around her shoulders and start walking off the bridge kissing the side of her head. “Lets go get some sleep and then you can put them in their place sweetheart” I joke, she punches my arm and chuckles her face lightening like the sun thats just starting to crest the horizon.

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kierancampire · 4 months

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Just to say in advance, I played a fair bit of this game ill and tired, I still am currently ill and tired, and I struggle with spelling, names especially, at the best of times, so please excuse any misspellings of characters and places, I will try my best, I just can't be bothered to keep repeatedly Googling each one to check if I have it right. Anyway, with that said, here is my experience/thoughts on God of War Ragnarok, major spoiler warning as I'm going over everything:

I was smiling like crazy at the beginning, it was such an awesome opening and really captured the changes in all the characters. Though I immediately was said as it just started fighting Freya and I thought, I don't want to kill her, I actually got into a lil debate with a friend who hated Freya and wanted to kill her due to her threatening you after killing Baldur, so I was dreading it.

I literally cried when Fenrir died, like, had genuine tears come down my eyes and was sniffling, I know we never knew him but god it got to me.

While it was awesome finally seeing Odin after GoW and all the stories on him, I felt conflicted. In my mind I was picturing a sorta Zeus like Odin, maybe slightly muscular cause it's GoW after all, but just the beard, taller, a more powerful presence. I was kinda taken aback by this smaller, meaker man without the epic voice, but at the same time, that made me realise how deceiving and manipulative he could be/appear. I should say right now, outside of what is said and shown in GoW and maybe the odd popular thing, I know nothing of Norse mythology.

I thought the game was so incredibly beautiful! I am playing on my PS5 with a 4K TV and it is just gorgeous! It truly is such a beautiful game! I also loved how large the worlds were! There felt like there was so much more to them this time! While I tried to avoid everything about the game, some things did slip through, like knowing you go back to the same realms, and I was apprehensive but they are like whole new worlds, and the actual new worlds are incredible! Svartleheim was such an awesome first world, I loved it!

When you first play as Atreus I was freaking out so much! I had no idea there were Atreus sections of the game, so I lost it! Although his gameplay isn't perfect, it is fun, and obviously him transforming with rage makes it so much better! (I did suspect he was the bear at the start, one of the exceptionally few things I know about Norse mythology is Loki can transform)

The jelly fish creatures in Alfheim were so beautiful! Once I released the first I just sat there watching it "swim" in the sky, so pretty!

It was *SOOOO* awesome going to Jotunheim and seeing more of the world and the Giant side of it! I loved going there and getting to explore more of the actual world! It was so awesome seeing Angrboda and her grandma too! Just learning more of the Giants and their story was so great!

I couldn't believe we got to visit Vanaheim! After hearing so much about it, it was so cool getting to actually go there! I must admit, the plants drove me fucking crazy, but I loved the rest of it!

Hearing about then seeing that Freya had a brother was so cool! Though him being called Freyr and it being pronounced the exact same way was confusing, very handsome though! Their own things of Yngvi I forget Frayas was a lot easier to tell who was who.

I absolutely loved getting to break Freya's curse and how it was done! It was sad that the ancient creature had to get sacrificed for it, but I loved finally setting her free.

Finally getting to actually visit Asgard was so awesome! I must admit, it woulda been cool to get to explore it more, and I was expecting something grander, but I did love finally going there and seeing it!

Seeing the Nonir people was awesome too, like knowing they even existed was cool, but seeing them was cool! They were insufferable know it all's but I guess that was the point! The Kelpie was so beautiful!

I was really sad you had to kill Gorm, the Hel wolf, as he was only just freed. So I love that Atreus not only found a way to save him, but to keep Fenrir alive! That was lovely!

It was SOOOOOO awesome finally seeing, ah, I think it's Skal and Hati? The wolves that chase the sun and moon? I was expecting more celestial type things, but it was awesome meeting them!

The Heimdall fight was really bittersweet. I found him insufferable and wanted payback for all his shit, but at the same time, he didn't deserve death, and Kratos repeatedly says how much he doesn't want to kill him or return to his past life, so it was sad it happened anyway.

Atreus seeing the Aesir really conflicted me. On the one hand, the whole time in GoW you hear these horrible stories of them and the atrocious things they've done, Thor and Odin especially, and you want to bring them down to avenge all the fallen, like Thor was to the Giants as Hitler was to the Jewish. But then you kinda can't help but get connected to them, see their human side, and see that they all are being used and manipulated by Odin, and Thor has suffered. I especially never wanted to harm Thrud, she was just a child and a pawn of a pawn, but then harming the ones she loves is harming her.

One of the biggest moments I lost it was Brok/Odin. I had *NOOOOO* idea Odin could transform too, and had no inclination that he was really Tyr! Do when it did the huge reveal that Odin was really Tyr all along, I lost it! And immediately my mind was racing like, did the dwarf set us up by giving the location of "Tyr", Odin knew that whole time with Atreus, everything with Freya was bullshit. But then I had no time to think as he just instantly kills Brok, I kept expecting something to happen to save him, but then he was really gone, and I just couldn't believe the game did that! Though I do love how in his final moment, what Brok did was stand up to Odin by himself and caught on before anyone else.

So playing GoW twice before this game, I was looking forward to so many things the game said would happen around Ragnarok (though the wolves never ate the sun and moon?), and one of those things was seeing Surtr! It was so awesome finally meeting him! And that area where the realms meet was SSSSOOOO beautiful and pretty! I loved it!

So like, I thought Ragnarok was an event, I had no idea it was a "person" so seeing a physical embodiment of Ragnarok was bizarre.

I felt so conflicted on Thor! On the one hand, I wanted to kill him for all he had done in the stories and just who he was, an abusive, dead beat dad who was an awful person. But at the same time, he is so easily manipulated, besides Odin, Atreus is able to manipulate him, then immediately after his wife manipulates him against Atreus, then even Kratos sorta manipulates him, but then you see he realises Odin used him and sacrificed his family, and Thrud loses her dad, so it was so conflicting when Odin killed him.

So I didn't like that Odin's soul was being kept alive in a ball, so when Sindri smashed it I was very happy, also, yeah, everyone in that room had a right to kill Odin and I am glad Sindri did. Though with his anger, the blood and dirt, torn clothes, you can see how much he has lost it with losing Brok and I hurt for him. Like he hates Atreus, blames him, and has been so nasty to him, and that just isn't Sindri.

So I had no idea the game ended with Atreus leaving! It really made me wished I finished side quests and stuff with Atreus that felt more fitting! I also was so sad he left! I was happy for him, but sad for me/Kratos.

I really enjoyed doing optional stuff, all the side quests were super fun! And just exploring the lands and getting optional locations/labours was really fun! Though I did find trying to get to some locations really confusing and tedious at times, but doing the Crater in particular was great!

So when Atreus put the soul in the snake and Angrboda said it was growing like crazy, even after only recently playing GoW twice, I thought that meant the snake was transforming into a giant Giant and thought nothing of it! It wasn't until Freya practically spelled it out in Midgard in a conversation that I realised it was the great snake! I had my mind blown!

I am glad I finally eventually managed to kill all the Valkyries, including the queen, as yeah, they are all so plot important that it woulda felt odd never having done it on my save file, so the story was more cohesive because of that.

So I still have Gna, the Beserker King, a few Ravens and the odd lore/loot to get, otherwise I think I have done pretty much everything? I also still haven't really touched Valhalla, so I need to do that, I just don't massively enjoy that style of game.

I really loved the more detail and life this game had over GoW, like the insects and lizards on the walls, the birds and other creatures in the sky, the animals and such around the world, I loved all the little touches to bring more life and realism into the world.

I really liked how we see a more emotional Kratos finally. Even through everything, the only emotion he ever really shows is anger, and he speaks of sadness and heart break but never really shows it. So having multiple scenes where his voice breaks and he's clearly really emotional, I really loved seeing that finally. I guess I should add here I also loved finally seeing Faye, seeing her as a living character, and then hearing more about her past and who she was.

So one thing I struggled with a lil was combat. For like the first half of the game, fighting felt really tedious and boring, enemies were just unpleasant to fight, and I never really felt like I struggled, but the repeated respawns of enemies just felt like it went on for too long, this did all eventually improve/stop though. Another thing I struggled with was difficulty. I played the game on normal, but it just felt all over! I would say a majority of the game felt way too easy, I never really struggled, and staying on top of health, breaking and avoiding enemy attacks was super easy. But then there were random points were it would just get really difficult out of nowhere, or, even if it wasn't "difficult", you'd be stuck in multiple forced battle encounters, or bosses that went on for ages, and I would just die from not having the skill to keep dodging and attacking for the length of time the game required me to do so.

Another thing I struggled with was the game itself. So even though at points I had only been playing for like, 15-30 hours. I think where I did so much in every world, I felt a lot deeper into the game than I was, so the story kept going and I just had no idea where I was in the game! Like I had no idea if I was near the final mission or if I still had 8+ hours left! And even though it is called Ragnarok, due to this timing issue I kinda was expecting the big battle to be in a third game! So it was odd eventually doing it.

In GoW I felt like I had no real glitches, but this one I had a few. Like, with Atreus (and this only happened with Atreus, never had this issue in any other game either), if I would hop over something/get down from a ledge, occasionally he had this issue where my controller would sorta stop working, and he just glided and wouldn't move correctly, I'd have to give it a minute before he we fine again. There also was another issue that in Asgard, it kept repeatedly showing I could pick up items I already picked up in the closet even though nothing was there. Also with Kratos, sometimes either the compass would disappear entirely and I just had to wait for it to randomly appear again, and no, I wouldn't be in a fight or even near enemies, or other times the compass would be motionless and not show me where to go, or it would take me down routes I couldn't go down, so I spent many areas blindly trying to find my way around which is awful when you have my sense of direction!

But anyway, yeah, here's what I "finished" the game on. Unlike GoW I felt no need to wear a matching armour set, and I know that the curass I have on has no perks, but it's stat buffs to everything was insane! Also, even though I had done everything to get all the Chaos flames, including the Beserker and Muspleheim, I am one short from fully upgrading them and I have no idea why? As the rest are story ones thus I can't miss them? So no idea why I couldn't fully upgrade the blades! Gotta be honest, never touched the spear beyond using the R1/R2 abilities, I found I took more damage than I dealt trying to use it, I greatly preferred the blades and axe. But yeah, the exploration and combat options were great either way! Over all I loved the game and had such a great time playing it! I just am sad I will never get the experience again of the Tyr, Brok, and Atreus plot twists for the first time again! Though I guess when I replay it I can maybe experiencing things in a new way knowing these twists!

Oh just editing on, the writing in the game was fucking great too! There was so many deep and complex lines, so many that struck with me and got me kinda emotional, like, the writing was great! But there were so many hilarious lines too! Like Mimir was fucking hilarious the whole game! "Chuck me at him brother, horns first!" "All-Fucker!" "What the fuck is an olive?" and so many more, but other characters had great and funny lines too! There just is too many to quote! Some entire conversations are great, like I love when Mimir and Freya roast Kratos over Lunda's orb :') Also I am quite sure that Thor does a Will Smith reference during his final fight!

#personal #gow #god of war #ragnarok #god of war ragnarok #valhalla #god of war ragnarok valhalla #god of war valhalla #Kratos #atreus #freya #odin #brok #sindri #ps5 #game #games #gaming

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yanderenoami · 1 year

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The Watchers / under work

This is my first Yandere fic i hope its good.

In this fic reader looks aren’t describe

Reader sexuality isn't said but they have an interest in men and women

the watchers are a man and woman

Gn!reader

ps: i made the college up and reader is in college and there may be misspelled words please let me know also im gonna edit this tommorow

Credits to @personalsafetavern for the idea

Summary: You're just so perfect they couldn't stop watching

word count: 937

rating: sfw

keys: purple = female yandere, green = male yandere, Orange = reader “ = talking out loud, and ‘ = Thought

They watched as Y/N stared at their computer for the past couple of hours playing their stupid game.

The male let out a sharp sigh of disappointment then opened his mouth to speak "They're going to mess up their eyes staring at their screen, wasting their time on that stupid game of theirs."

The female let out a sigh also and wrapped her arms around the man she started to speak " I know but it's what makes them happy my love, And I find it quite adorable compared to what they were hyper-fixated on last week" she placed a soft kiss on his template.

He placed a kiss on her hand and smiled And thought for a second before he spoke again "well I loved last week's main topic at least then they were more active"

she let go of him and let out a stifled laugh while sitting up straight "Of course you would we can talk more about it later. Im gonna start dinner it's my night anyway." she said as she walked away.

As she walked away Y/N finished for today and went to the bathroom to do their nightly routine.

The Male watching took this as a time to get up and stretch and started to head to the kitchen while setting a 45-minute timer he thought back to when they had first met it was a pure chance. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Y/N worked at a cafe it was a fast day given it was Saturday but they didn't mind they loved their job.

They loved the food, The drinks, and The work uniform surprisingly they could go on but there were too many things to list.

They were getting the pastries out of the oven when their coworker decided to quit they were the only 2 on the shift that day.

Y/N watch them take off their stuff, clock out, and leave. They looked at the line and counted at least 15 inside and 12 in the drive-through.

Y/N took a deep breath and put on their headset while bagging someone's food. "Hi I would like to warn you I'm the only one here today what can a get you." the customer finished their order "Alright that would be $9.37 please pull to the next window." they sigh and thought 'this is gonna be hard.'

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The male looked at the woman dumbfounded and said " This is the wrong way let me drive."

The woman rolled her eyes and put her attention on the road again " No, and it's not I know what I'm doing" she let out with an annoyed huff something caught her eye "'we're going to that cafe." she said and pulled over

The man let out a groan and said " No we're already late we don't need to waste any-." he was interrupted by the car door slamming shut he noticed the car keys were gone and he watched the female walk around the car into the store. He inhaled a sharp breath and got out of the car locking it on the way.

He found his wife and went up to her the line wasn't long thankfully 6 people excluding them. He looked at his wife's face and saw she was starstruck "what" he said already annoyed they were late

She hit his arm and pointed he looked and he then knew why she looked that way.

They were gorgeous their skin, their body type, and their hair was captivating

He looked at his wife and she looked at him. They both shared a knowing look. They both knew they had to have them. No not have NEEDED them. They were last and quietly hatched a plan together. Finally, they were up and the last people in there.

“Hi what can I get you both" the beauty said

The male ordered "Hi can I get 2 cake pops one coffee and the other vanilla one Carmel farp large one and one large mocha tea with sugar cookie and one churro cheesecake median"

The barista smiled and finished their order "All good choices and I just put the pastries in the oven so that should take no more than 3 minutes, the drinks should take 7 minutes and your total is $16.45 are you paying with cash, card, with your phone"

The woman spoke up " we'll pay with cash hey I noticed your uni pin what college do you go to" she passed them the money

They smiled " Oh I go to Semi university," they said while making their drinks

She smiled " Oh that's great I heard that's a really good college in this area" she remembered the name pin you wore " So your name is Y/N I read your badged it's a beautiful name"

She couldn't see them but heard the smile in their voice " Thank you"

The two continued to talk and the couple left after their order was finished. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He smiled at the memory who knew that so little information could had help his wife with everything about you? He had finally sat down at the dinner table after setting it His timer went off at he turned the dining room tv on to only be met with you fully dressed after getting out of the shower and doing your skincare his wife sat down shortly after you finished, You had just started to warm up your leftovers. Once it was done and you sat down to eat they started to eat soon they started talking about you. They both thought the same thing.

'I LOVE THEM'

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