#will i reblog posts made for characters' birthdays on whatever day of the year i come across them

[rorywritesjunk]

I can’t tell where the journey will end But I know where to start

Prequel to my Kid Buggy fic, set about 11-ish years before that story.

Buggy meets you by chance when he needs his buttons sewn back onto his jacket. He’s young, up and coming, and he thinks everyone should cower before him wherever he goes, but all you do is smile at him.

Rating: PG-13ish just for some swearing. Warning: Buggy’s in his early 20s. He’s an asshole. He just is because I wanted to write him loud, demanding, everything. There’s 3 new characters thrown in because why not? Future Wife gets a name as well! Also, in this chapter, Buggy's an asshole and the Reader is just a bit as well. A/N: I have no idea when Buggy became a Captain, so he’s a fresh faced captain in this. No clue how long this fic will be. I just started on the 4th chapter but I’m excited to write it out! I had fun with the original fic and decided to write the prequel to how they met. Enjoy! I also wanted to get this posted because I work the next six days in a row, and I may get some things posted but I wanted to get this chapter up soon because I may have teared up a bit writing it.

Title comes from “Wake Me Up” by Avicii.

TAGLIST: @lostfirefly @ane5e @kingofthemfingpirates @the-angriest-angel @tiredemomama @valen-yamyam16 @i-reblog-fics-i-like @plethora-of-fickleness

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Chapter 11 + Chapter 12 + Chapter 13 + Chapter 14 + Chapter 15 + Chapter 16 + Chapter 17 + Chapter 18 + Epilogue

Chapter 5

Buggy managed to find you sitting by yourself on a blanket at the lake. There were ducks coming up to you, quacking as you tossed seeds to them. It only took him an hour of asking around to find out where he might be able to find you. He didn’t even go to the shop to ask because he wasn’t keen on coming face to face with Miss Pins after she hit him with the broom the other night. He made sure his hat was perched right on his head and that his jacket was buttoned right before he marched over to you.

You heard someone approaching but only looked up when a shadow was cast over you. When you looked up and saw Buggy, you couldn’t help but smile. How he managed to find you, you weren’t sure, but there also weren’t that many places in town with ducks so it shouldn’t have been too hard. You scooted over on the blanket and patted a spot beside you for him to sit.

“I thought ducks were boring.” You said as he sat down. He tensed up when you said that, looking away as he said nothing in return. “There isn’t anything more exciting for you to be doing, Buggy?”

“I… yes, there is, always.” He grumbled. “I’m a pirate after all. There’s always something exciting to be done.”

“But you came to sit with me while I fed the ducks.” You pointed out. He looked back at you, glaring as you dipped an apple slice into peanut butter and held it out to him. “Snack?”

He grumbled and took it from you, shoving it into his mouth before he replied. “I wanted to… wish you a happy birthday, but I didn’t get you anything.”

“You didn’t have to.” You handed him a napkin but he didn’t take it. “I mean, I like that we seem to be becoming friends, but you didn’t have to come wish me happy birthday or get me a gift. I know you’re busy but don’t go out of your way for this.”

“I-I can do whatever I want!” He sputtered, staring at you in disbelief. How could you be telling him what not to do? He could do whatever he wanted, and if he wanted to wish you a happy birthday while you fed the damn ducks then he would. “I don’t have to answer to anyone, and, and I don’t-”

You cut him off by pushing an apple slice against his lips. His cheeks flushed and he glared at you, but he took it out of your hand before shoving it into his mouth like the other piece. 

“Well, thank you, Buggy. I appreciate it.” You smiled at him as you looked back at the ducks. Several of the mamas were quacking at you, wanting food, while one of the ducklings pulled at your skirt. You tossed more seeds out to them and looked back at the pirate. “Miss Pins doesn’t want you coming around the shop anymore.”

“She can’t turn my business away!” Buggy exclaimed. “I’m a well paying customer!”

“She’s convinced you’re lovesick and will steal me away.” You chuckled. “This morning she warned me again about seeing you because she doesn’t want you to steal me from her.”

Buggy crossed his arms and looked away again. “Well, can’t you make your own decisions? You’re an adult. She can’t tell you what you can and can’t do.”

“Are you planning on stealing me away then?” You asked as you tossed more seeds for the ducks. Buggy refused to look at you. “Buggy-”

“How can I when I still don’t know your name?” He shot back. “You never told me.”

“Miss Pins said it in front of you.” You told him with a shrug. “At least once.”

“Once isn’t enough to remember!” He snapped. “Not to mention I rarely see you, so how can you expect me to remember something stupid like your name?!”

And as soon as he said that he realized he should have shut up. He didn’t like the way you were looking at him just then, no traces of a smile or that look you had in your eyes when you talked with him, of warmth and kindness. Instead there was disappointment, maybe even hurt, and before he knew it you were gathering your things into a basket. 

“I need to get back to the shop.”

“It’s your birthday, you said you had a few days free.” Buggy replied as he stood up. “Let’s go do something, I’ll take you on my ship and, and we can go do whatever you want!”

“No, I need to get back to the shop.” You told him as you gathered your blanket into your arms. You weren’t looking at him and he hated that, he didn’t want you to look away from him. 

“We should do something!” Buggy insisted as he reached for your arm, but you jerked away and glared at him. He stopped moving in that moment, horrified to see tears in your eyes. Did he cause that? Did his stupid behavior lead to this? 

“No.” You said as you brushed past him. “And Miss Pins doesn’t want you coming by the shop anymore, Captain, so please don’t come around.”

He stood and watched you leave. He fucked up, didn’t he? One of the only people to be kind to him and he managed to ruin it by being an ass. He wasn’t lovesick, he just wanted a friend, but the way his heart was feeling right then as he watched you walk away was different from how his friendship with Shanks ended. His heart hurt and felt heavy, like it was sinking into his stomach and weighing him down. You didn’t even say his name, just called him Captain before walking off. He didn’t follow after you, his legs wouldn’t work, but he wanted to. He wanted to call you back to him, make a stupid joke to get you to laugh and smile. He didn’t like seeing tears in your eyes because of him, but maybe he should stay away if he was just going to upset you. 

He was an idiot. 

A duck quacked at him before it nipped at his ankle, startling him. No, he decided he wouldn’t stay away. Yea, he was an idiot, but he liked being around you. Buggy scowled and crossed his arms. He didn’t want to lose you.

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You didn’t speak to Miss Pins or the girls as you went up the stairs and to your room. It was nice being the oldest as you were given your own room, you didn’t have to share like the younger two did. You shut the door and set your things down before falling face first onto your bed, hiding your face in the blankets as you sighed heavily. 

Buggy was rude from time to time, but that was the first time he was mean to you. Why did he have to react like that? You were sure it wasn’t intentional but it still hurt. And it hurt enough that you weren’t sure you wanted to see him again, but it made you wonder why he was so insistent on seeing you in the first place. Did he want to be friends with you, or was Miss Pins right, he wanted to steal you away from here? You weren’t sure about that part. While you were nearing the end of your apprenticeship with her, you hoped to stick around a bit longer to help her out. 

You rubbed your eyes and sighed. This wasn’t how you wanted your birthday to go. You only wanted to relax and watch the ducks but he had to come along and ruin it. Maybe you could do something tomorrow to make up for it, but you didn’t want to risk the chance of running into Buggy. 

Maybe you’d just hide in your room for a while.

~

It was five weeks before you saw Buggy again. 

Every time the door opened to the shop you’d look up, hoping it was him, only to be disappointed that it was someone else each time. He wasn’t coming back even though you still had two pairs of socks for him. Maybe he decided to listen to you when you told him Miss Pins didn’t want him coming around anymore. 

The girls left the apprenticeship, deciding they didn’t want to deal with pirates anymore. Miss Pins had been out of the shop and you were in charge when a big and very threatening pirate came along, scaring the girls into quitting, so it had just been you and Miss Pins taking on all the customers and tasks for a few weeks until the new apprentice showed up and honestly, you were relieved. 

Benji was only 13 but he was happy to fight any pirates that came along being rude to either you or Miss Pins. Honestly, it was kind of adorable but you made sure not to say that to him. He quickly became fiercely protective of the two of you and it became apparent when the shop door opened one afternoon and Benji was met with a scowl. He glared back at the pirate and crossed his arms.

“What?” 

The pirate made a face when he saw him. “Who are you?”

“Who are you?” Benji shot back. 

“I’m Captain Buggy!”

“Oh, you’re that pirate.” Benji moved around the counter and crossed his arms as he glared up at him. “Miss Pins doesn’t want your business so you can leave.” 

“I don’t care what she says and I’m not here for her anyways!” Buggy snapped. “I’m… I’m here for…”

“Benji, what’s going on?” You sighed as you stepped out of the back. While you appreciated the protective nature, you hated how he talked to customers. You were working with him on that. When you saw Buggy you stopped in your tracks. Benji turned around to look at you.

“I’m just chasing this good for nothin’ pirate off, Sunny.” He said with a grin. “So no worries, okay? I got this.”

Buggy resisted pushing the kid away. He wanted to make amends with you, not make it worse. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. “I’m here to see Sunny, not the old lady, kid.”

Benji looked back at him. “No, you’re not welcome here. Boss’s orders.”

“Miss Pins isn’t in right now.” You reminded him. “So it means I’m in charge.”

Benji narrowed his eyes at Buggy before looking back at you. “Do you want him in here then?”

That was a fair question and you weren’t sure how to answer it. Part of you wanted him to stay around and talk about what happened on your birthday, but the other part of you was still hurt. He said your name just now but you knew it was because Benji just said it; Buggy didn’t know your name until now. Was it fair to be upset at him for this? When Miss Pins said your name that day, he had just hit his head and been insulted all in the same five minutes, but he thought it was stupid and that had hurt when he said it.

“Boss?” Benji asked as Buggy pushed past him. “Do you want me to kick him out?”

Honestly, you did, but you didn’t want Benji involved in this nonsense. You crossed your arms and looked at Buggy. 

“I don’t have any services to offer you today, Captain, so please leave the shop.” You said as politely as possible, ignoring the look on his face that went from anger to confusion to heartbreak all in seconds. “I’m busy with orders.” 

You and Buggy locked eyes for a moment; you almost wanted to take your words back but he straightened up and knocked into Benji as he turned around to storm out of the shop. Fine. He wouldn’t come back if you didn’t want him around.

Benji followed after him and shut the door before looking back at you, giving you a thumbs up. “Good job, boss! I’ll let Miss Pins know you got rid of him quickly.”

“Thanks.” You smiled sadly as you headed to the backroom to finish your tasks. Your heart was hurting from that interaction and you wondered if you went too far.

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[everlastlady]

Helluva Boss X Birthday Reader. 🎂

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☕ Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, & powerful overlords. Welcome back to another story a very special birthday story because tomorrow is my birthday! I'll be 21 years old which I'll be celebrating with my friends. But this post is also for my birthday people out there who's birthday is either today, coming up, or already passed. If you enjoyed this story then please comment, like, or reblog. Also icons were made by me please don't re upload or edit over but feel free to use.

☕Word Count: 3429.

☕Fandom: Helluva Boss

☕Characters: Striker, Jesse, Asmodeus, Fizzarolli, & Verosika.

☕Question Of The Day: When Is Your Birthday?

☕Author's Answer: June 8th

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Striker: Hooray! It was your birthday and you were excited you look over to see your partner Striker wasn’t in bed. But when the door opens you see Striker walking in singing you happy birthday while carrying a tray of homemade breakfast. He sat down and kissed you on the lips. “ Happy birthday, darlin’! “ Striker placed a kiss on your lips and set the tray on your lap. You loved how the breakfast looked and smelled. Striker was a good cook you wouldn’t lie so you were glad that your boyfriend made you breakfast in bed. “ So what does my pumpkin, wanna do on their big day? “ Striker asked while he watched you eating the food. You swallowed the pancakes and picked up the napkin and wipe your mouth. “ I was thinking we could go out to lunch and maybe just go on a nice walk. Just do something relaxing since I know we have been both working hard. “ You said. Striker smiled and kissed your head. “ Okay sweetheart, we’ll do just that just tell me where ya wanna eat and we’ll go there. “ Striker pecks you on the lips and stood up to go shower. After finishing breakfast, you decided to join Striker in that shower and helped each other get dressed. Striker whips out his phone and took a picture with you. “ I’ll take plenty more today. “ Striker gave you another kiss as the two of you left. Striker took you out to your favorite place to eat. Striker had his tail wrapped around your waist and you did the same with your tail while the two of you held hands. Striker smiled at you while the both of you took your seat. Since it was your birthday the waitress brought you a small cupcake and you thanked her. You and Striker ordered your food and ate. Striker took plenty of pictures since he wanted you and him to remember this day. After lunch, the two of you held hands and walked together in the park. “ Every year you get more beautiful. “ Striker said while he kissed your cheek. “ So do you want a birthday cake or anything else? Because I plan on making you a birthday dinner. “ Striker said while picking up a cool-looking rock and putting it in his pocket. You looked at your boyfriend with a sweet smile that could melt his heart and you nodded. “ A cake would be nice, can we bake it together? “ You asked. Striker smiled and chuckled. “ Of course darlin’ let’s go to the store and get what we need. “ He said.

You and Striker walked to the store. You decided to ride in the shopping cart which Striker didn’t mind he found it adorable so he pushed you around in the shopping cart as you placed what you both would need for tonight in the shopping cart. “ I’m glad I got paid well for my last target. “ Striker said in a low whisper towards you and gave you a kiss on the cheek. You smiled and got out of the cart as you watched Striker pay for the items. The two of you loaded everything into your car and then drove home. Striker brought the bags inside and wanted you to relax since it was your birthday. You spent the rest of the evening in cozy pajamas and watching whatever you wanted on TV. You weren’t allowed in the kitchen since Striker was cooking but if you needed something you would just shout for your hybrid Imp boyfriend. Striker had snuck past you and into the bedroom, he grabbed something from underneath the bed and snuck back into the kitchen where he then set the table. Striker called you into the kitchen and you stood up. Stepping into the kitchen you saw that Striker had made your favorite meal. “ Striker this is amazing. “ You said and walked over to place a kiss on his cheek. Striker chuckled and pulled you close enjoying the kisses you placed on his cheek. “ Anything for my darlin’ so ready to dig in? “ Striker said with a smirk. You nodded and quickly sat down eating which made Striker laugh, he was glad that you were enjoying the food. After dinner, Striker grabbed something from underneath the table that made you cock your head. “ Here you go darlin’. “ Striker smiled.You grabbed the large wrapped gift and opened it. You saw that Striker had gotten you something that you took a special interest in. “ Striker thank you. “ You softly said. Striker stood up and walked over, he placed a hand on your shoulder. “ Happy birthday (Y/N). “

Jesse: Your boyfriend Jesse was excited that it was your birthday. Because he had made some plans to make your day the special first thing he did was make you breakfast. He also got you a lovely birthday outfit. He gave you a gift which was a necklace with your zodiac sign on it. “ Happy birthday babe. “ He helped you put on the necklace and the two of you shared a kiss. Jesse had gotten dressed up slipping on his leather jacket he was glad that he had gotten back from you since you tend to take his hoodies or jackets to wear because you loved his smell and loved how warm it made you. So he thought about getting you a leather jacket soon, maybe that would make a great Christmas gift. Jesse grabbed your hand and the two of you walked outside. Jesse handed you a helmet as the two of you got on his motorcycle. And riding through the Lust ring. Jesse had taken you out to a garden cafe in the Pride ring. “ I’ll wear the flower crown. “ Jesse said with a small chuckle as you handed him the flower crown. Jesse made sure to get you anything you wanted on the menu; he wanted your special day to be special. Jesse then took you shopping at a small store where he bought you a couple of outfits especially a nice one because he planned on taking you out to Ozzie’s tonight. You had always wanted to go but the policy was always couples only but now that you and Jesse were now dating so now you could go there with him. The two of you dropped the bags off back home. Exhausted from a good meal and walking around the two of you took a nap while you lay on top of Jesse’s chest. He rubs your back while you were sleeping and he soon fell asleep but set an alarm so that you two wouldn’t miss your birthday dinner. After waking up from a peaceful nap with your boyfriend. Both of you got ready and wore similar matching outfits, Jesse decided to drive the car instead of using the motorcycle. You held onto Jesse’s arm as the two of you walked into Ozzie’s your eyes lit up seeing how beautiful the place was. “ Heh, I come here a lot to work and yet this place is still beautiful but not as beautiful as you. “ Jesse kissed your cheek and the two of you walked to your table and sat down.

You picked up the menu as Jesse orders you both a drink. “ I was thinking after this we could go on a walk. “ Jesse said and looked at you. “ I would like that Jess. “ You smiled and both of you would drink and watch the performers on the stage. The two of you enjoyed a meal while Jesse would take time to compliment you and tell you how much he adored you. After drinking and eating the two of you took a stroll in the park. You held onto Jesse’s arm and walked into the park with him. Jesse would stop to pick up any pretty flower he had seen to hand it to you. “ I hope your birthday was good (Y/N). “ Jesse rubs the back of his neck. You gave his hand a little squeeze and smiled. “ Of course I enjoyed it not because of the gifts and dinner. But because I was with the guy that I love. “ You said. This made Jesse’s heart flutter and he stopped walking. He pulled you close and kissed you underneath the stars. You kissed back wrapping your arms around his neck. The two of you share a passionate and loving kiss. You and Jesse went back home, took a nice shower together, and then lay in bed together. The two of you snuggling in bed and watching a movie. “ Happy birthday (Y/N) “ Jesse said as he saw you were asleep and kissed your head.

Asmodeus: You woke up to slam of the bedroom door. You jumped as loud music played and the people who worked for your husband Asmodeus had come into the bedroom with different sizes of gifts. Asmodeus stepped into the room and walked towards you. “ Happy birthday my little sweet rose. “ Asmodeus kissed you then snapped his fingers as the music stopped playing. “ Today is all about you and I made sure to spoil you a lot. “ Asmodeus nuzzled you and you smiled. Your boyfriend Asmodeus could be quite extra but you loved him. You were excited to see what he had planned. “ Now go ahead and open your gifts. You don’t have to open them all since there is a lot because I saw so many things that reminded me of you, that you needed, or that you would like. “ He said laughing. You smiled and started to open presents as Asmodeus watched you gasp in excitement at the gifts he had gotten you, especially a rose quartz ring. “ That outfit right there is for your party tonight. I made sure to hire the best caters and told them to prepare their favorite foods and desserts. “ Asmodeus smiled but then frowned. “ I hope they make it taste good and make it look good or else… “ He said in a dark tone. You stood up and walked over kissing Asmodeus on the cheek. “ And don’t worry I made sure to invite all our friends. “ He held you close on his lap. “ Now let’s go eat breakfast. “ Asmodeus gave you a peck on the lips and you two walked out of the bedroom to go get some breakfast. You enjoyed the breakfast that was made while Asmodeus talked about how the party will be. After breakfast, you and Asmodeus took a stroll through his rose garden. “ Beautiful just like these roses. “ Asmodeus smiled and looked at you. The man had sacrificed a lot when he asked you out when he had asked you to marry him. But he told people and even apologized that love and lust can exist in one. The party was being set up so you and Asmodeus took a bath together, then helped each other get ready. “ We both are the hottest people in Hell. And we’ll be the hottest people at your party. “ Asmodeus gave you a loving squeeze and the two of you walked downstairs for the party.

You had fun chatting and drinking with your friends. You looked at the food with amazement as your mouth waters. Asmodeus watched you with a smile. He was glad that you were happy with the party. After opening gifts and listening to your friends sing happy birthday to you. You stepped outside while everyone else parties. Looking up at the stars, you smiled. You like parties but you would describe yourself as a battery you could only handle so much until you had to recharge. You felt a hand on your shoulder and looked up to see Asmodeus. “ Everyone is going home now. I know that you have always been a battery my little battery hehe. But I made sure the party would end early so we could relax. “ He said with a smile. You turn around and hug Asmodeus. The two of you put away the gifts you got and then took another relaxing bath together. You changed into your pajamas and you could hear the blow dryer. You sat on the bed and Asmodeus came out brushing his fur and looked at you. “ I hope today was special my little rose. “ He leaned down and kissed you. “ Happy birthday (Y/N), I love you. “ Asmodeus and you spent the rest of the night cuddling in the bed and relaxing.

Fizzarolli: You were sleeping peacefully in bed until you felt some weight on you and heard someone purring? You open your eyes to see your husband Fizzarolli looking at you. “ What are you dreaming about hotcakes? “ You rolled your eyes playfully and hit him with the pillow and he rolled off the bed then jumped up. “ Happy birthday! “ Fizzarolli yelled and kissed you all over your face as you laughed. “ You may be getting older but you are still as beautiful as the day I met you. “ Fizzarolli sat down on the bed. “ I tried to cook but I brunt our favorite pan. “ He said in a low whisper. “ But let me treat you to breakfast! “ He held onto you and you looked at him. “ Fine but next time you want to cook maybe watch a video or pick up a cookbook. “ You said and kissed his head. “ Then I guess buying a cake would be smarter? “ He said looking at you. You nodded your head and smiled. You knew Fizz couldn’t cook so you both usually went out to eat or you would cook. And Fizzarolli loved your cooking, but since it was your special day he wasn’t going to let you cook. “ Let me go get your gift. “ Fizzarolli stood up and opened the closet and stepped inside. You sat there on the bed stretching as you were in your underwear and wearing one of Fizzarolli’s t-shirts. “ Here this for you. “ Fizzarolli set a neatly wrapped green gift on your lap. You open it and smiled seeing that Fizzarolli made a scrapbook. You open the book to see the pictures of all the memories that you shared with him. You smiled and kissed Fizarolli, he kissed you back and grinned. “ Now get up and let’s get dressed so we can celebrate your birthday. “ Fizzarolli pulled you out of the bed and you went to go take your shower and slipped into a nice outfit. Fizzarolli got ready himself while you threw out the burnt pan. “ How did he put a hole in it? “ You said in shock and toss the pan into the trash. Fizzarolli walked out all dressed up. The two of you held hands and left the house. “ We should go to the diner where we first met. “ Fizzarolli suggested. “ If you want to though because it’s your day babe. “ Fizzarolli said smiling. You smiled and took Fizzarolli’s hand, walking towards the diner. The two of you entered the diner and waved at the old lady cat demon who served you and Fizzarlli on your first date here. It’s also where you used to work and how you met Fizz.

You sat down with Fizz as the old lady cat demon walked up. “ Happy birthday kid want the birthday special? “ She asked smiling. You smiled back and nodded your head as Fizzarolli just wanted some blueberry cakes and chocolate shake. “ Got it. “ The old lady walked as Fizzarolli smiled and rested his hand on top of yours. “ You look so beautiful today. How did I get so lucky to have the most beautiful and heartfelt demon in Hell. “ Fizzarolli kissed your hand and smiled. The two of you enjoyed the breakfast and took pictures. After leaving the diner. Fizzarolli took you shopping and to different spots in the Pride ring. “ Ooh matching necklaces. “ Fizzarolli stared at the necklaces that you had picked up. “ Yeah, it’s cute. “ You smiled and Fizzarolli grinned. He bought you the necklace. You helped each other put on the necklace as you both didn’t hear a familiar voice yell prude. Fizzarolli held your hand and the two of you continued to walk while enjoying the day. “ This is pretty good. “ You and Fizzarolli sat at the park underneath a tree and were eating pizza while watching the sunset. “ Yeah because you would have burnt the pizza. “ You said with a small laugh. Fizzarolli rolled his eyes. “ I’ll get better at cooking one day. Let’s go buy your cake and head home. “ He said smiling. But you had a different idea. You dragged Fizzarolli to the store and the two of you bought some stuff to bake a cake. Fizzarolli thought it was sweet that you wanted to bake your birthday cake with him more importantly you wanted to teach him how to bake. So when back at home the two of you baked the cake and Fizzarlli paid close attention. Once the cake was done, cooled down, and frosted. Fizzarolli added on the candles and sang happy birthday to you. You smiled and blew out the candles and Fizzarolli looked at you with a sweet smile. “ Happy Birthday (Y/N). “ He said smiling and getting ready to cut the cake with you.

Verosika: You woke to the smell of something sweet and something s bit heavy being rested on your lap. You open your eyes and sat up. “ Happy birthday cutie. “ You heard a sweet alluring voice. You smiled and looked at your girlfriend Verosika who was holding a plate of strawberry shortcake pancakes. You looked over to see the large pink gift on your lap. “ Thank you, baby. “ You said. . And you kissed Verosika, you reached over and opened the gift to see that she had gotten you a jewelry set and some outfits. “ You’re going to have a special day cutie so eat up, clean up, and get dressed. “ She kissed you and then walked off she was already dressed. You sat there happily eating the food and watching some TV. After finishing breakfast; you got out of bed and took a shower. You tried on the outfit that Verosika got you along with some of the jewelry. You walked outside as Verosika was waiting in the car for you with Vortex. “ Look at you!!! I could just eat you up though I might do that later tonight~ “ Verosika said and winked. You blushed and got into the car with Verosika as she had Vortex take you two out to the shopping center where Verosika spoiled you and watched you try on outfits. She took many photos of the two of you having fun. She took you to different dessert shops. She then treated you to the spa where the two of you relaxed and talked. “ Anything else you want for your birthday cutie pie? “ Verosika asked while she lay there getting her back massaged. “ No, I think I’m good but thank you for this wonderful day baby. “ You smiled and felt relaxed as your back was also getting massaged. After finishing up the two of you went to the flower shop and Verosika bought you some red, pink, and black roses. She kissed your cheek and took a picture. The two of you drove back home and stepped inside. You and Verosika baked your birthday cake and had fun throwing flour at each other and eating frosting from the spoon.

You placed the cake in the oven. And walked into the living room with Verosika, you both ordered some pizza and sat on the couch cuddling while watching a movie. “ I swear romance movies try too hard nowadays. It’s like cmon stop trying to act all cool and relatable. “ Verosika said and sighed. “ At least the movie I starred in blew up we sold millions. “ She smirked and cuddled you close. You chuckled softly you found it cute how passionate Verosika was with what she loved makes you wonder why that bastard Blitzo decided to hurt/leave her. Hearing the ding from the oven, you and Verosika smiled at each other and jumped off the couch, running to the kitchen. She took the cake out of the oven and the two of you let it cool before frosting and decorating it. Verosika did a little doodle of her kissing your cheek and you added on the candles. She sang happy birthday to you and then got a video of you blowing out your candles. She giggled and smiled. “ Happy birthday (Y/N). “ She said. The two of you watch a movie while eating cake and cuddling. And of course, Verosika’s phone was blowing up with people telling you happy birthday as well.

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🔮 🐍  ASRA WEEK 2023 💜💜💖

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🦊 THEMES

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Mistletoe

Summary: Dustin hatches a scheme to get you and Eddie together (I suck at these summaries I’m sorry)

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, slow burn, angst, friends to lovers

Warnings: Language, anxious thoughts, insecurities, pet names used(Sweetheart, babydoll, doll, dolly, princess, baby), maybe ooc characters?, Christmas(but celebrated by agnostics, so no religion talk here)

Word Count: 5.8K

Author’s Note: Hello, this was going to be part 4 of my series but I didn’t love how it came out. I wrote a new part 4 and posted it but I know some people like this one so I made it a one shot.. I’ve also been toying with the idea of taking suggestions for one-shot ideas, either with this character or different ones, let me know if you would want me to try that! Also I may have made the first day in this fic be my birthday(not the year though), so thats just a little easter egg for y’all.

I wish I could tell you why it’s adding random definition links to the lyrics in this fic but I don’t know. So sorry about that.

My taglist is open, let me know if you would like to be added in the next part! 

Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome!

Masterlist

Monday, Dec. 16, 1985 

“So run this by me again?” Mike asked, shutting his locker and beginning his way towards their shared class.

“We throw a Christmas party after Hellfire so we can hang mistletoe and get them to kiss, then they might finally realize how they feel about each other.” Dustin answered, gesturing with his hands.

“Why does it need to be a Christmas party? Why don’t we just hang the mistletoe? Do we need to make it a party?” Lucas questioned as he followed his friends.

“Why would there be a random piece of mistletoe hanging in the drama room? This is a school. This way we can say that it’s just tradition.” Dustin responded, stopping just before their classroom door.

“I don’t know, I feel a little weird about forcing them to kiss, you know?” Mike said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“They’re idiots Mike, they won’t ever tell each other. I just know if we can get Y/N and Eddie to just kiss for real, they won’t be able to hide their feelings anymore.” Dustin said, crossing his arms.

“But they kiss all the time, why would this be different?” Lucas asked, furrowing his brow in confusion.

“Yeah on the cheek-” Dustin started.

“Or hand-” Mike interrupted.

“Or forehead-” 

“Or-”

“Yeah, okay I get it!” Lucas exclaimed, stopping his friends from their back and forth.

“The point is, they’ve never really kissed so if we make them maybe they’ll get their heads out of their asses and get together. I can’t listen to Eddie anymore man.” Dustin finished in an almost pleading tone.

“Okay, but you’re the one asking Eddie.” Lucas stated before shaking his head and walking into their class. 

“Right. Shit.” Dustin sighed as Mike gave him a supportive pat on the shoulder before walking into class as well.

~

“You want to have a what now, Henderson?” Eddie asked, eyes scrutinizing and arms crossed, as you all sat at your lunch table. 

“I-uh- was thinking..that it would be nice for us to have a little party before the break.” Dustin explained wide eyed, “You know, to celebrate a semester of adventuring?” His voice rising in octaves near the end.

“A Christmas party?” Eddie clarified.

“Or Yule if you prefer.” Dustin suggested with a nervous smile.

“Absolutely not.” The metalhead declared. “We don’t have Christmas parties in Hellfire Club.”

You watched how Dustin seemed to deflate with disappointment, whatever reason he wanted to have the party seemed important to him. You knew Dustin was an only child like you but he only had his mother, maybe Christmas was lonely with just him and his mom and he just wanted to spend extra time with his friends before being alone for break. You had a large soft spot for the boy, kind of adopting him as a little brother. 

“Eddie, are you sure we can’t make this one exception?” You asked, turning your large eyes on the man. “It’ll be nice to have a little party and spend some non-D&D time together.” 

“Y/N-” Eddie started, about to shut this down, knowing he was weak to your pleading eyes. 

“Eds, it’s important to him.” You stated, adding a gentle hand to one of his crossed arms. 

Eddie sighed and you knew you won. “Fine you little jerk, you can have your ridiculous party.” 

Dustin beamed from his spot next to you. “So what do we need to do to make this little party happen, Dusty?” You asked, using the nickname you had adopted in your 3rd week in Hawkins after hearing his mom call him it one time when you dropped him off.

“We’ll get the decorations and set up before Hellfire, we just need food and drinks.” Now it was Dustin's turn to use his pleading eyes on you.  

“You want me to make you cupcakes again don’t you Henderson?” You asked with a sigh. 

“Please? They’re so good.” He asked quickly. 

‘Fine.” You said exaggeratedly, “You are a little jerk, you know that?”  

“So I’ve been told.” He said before taking a bite of his food. 

~Friday~

“Okay, so just don’t stand over by that corner of the table, that’s where we put it.” Dustin told the rest of Hellfire Club, minus you and Eddie, filling them in on the plan. You were to have your campaign and once it was over the party would start. Dustin would have you put your cupcakes in said corner of a table that was against a wall and near the end of the party he would have you and Eddie end up right under the mistletoe. He knew Eddie loved your cupcakes just as much as everyone else, maybe even more, so all he needed was to get you both over there at the same time. Easy. 

“I don’t know Dustin, this still seems weird to do.” Jeff said, shaking his head from where he sat at the D&D table.

“I know, you guys have been telling me.” Dustin sighed from his seat. 

“It’s not that we don’t want them to get together, I guess we just don’t see why we have to force them.” Mike stated as he got his dice out of his backpack. 

“Yeah, we get that it’s annoying to see them staring at each other all the time but it’s not that bad.” Gareth added. 

“You’re not the one that Eddie calls to talk about her.” Dustin shot back to the group with a shake of his head. 

“He calls you?” Jeff asked.

“Yeah like every couple days right?” Lucas added from his spot next to Mike. 

“Yes. And I need a break. I have my own girlfriend to talk to.” Dustin answered. Yes Eddie was annoying the boy to no end with his calls but he also cared a lot about you and his Dungeon Master. He could see how much you both wanted to be with each other but he knew you wouldn’t get there on your own. So he needed to help. 

Just as Gareth was about to say something else, they all heard the door start to open and shut their mouths. You and Eddie walked in arms full of food and drink. You were carrying your cupcakes and a few bags of chips while Eddie was carrying a case of Mountain Dew and his D&D supplies. Dustin watched your eyes widen and a smile grow on your face as you took in the sparse decorations the boys were able to get, while Eddie rolled his eyes. 

“It looks so cute in here, boys.” You said cheerfully, “Where do you want these Dusty?” 

“Right over there!” Dustin shouted, pointing to the end of the table they had left for the treats. “I’ll take one of those sodas, Eddie.” He quickly added when he saw the metalhead start to follow you to the table. It was too early for that. 

Eddie rolled his eyes again and made his way over to the D&D table, shoving the case of drinks into Dustin’s arms before starting to set up his DMing area. “As requested, Henderson.” He said. 

“Thank you.” The boy said, opening the case and passing the drinks around the table. 

You took your seat next to Eddie and pulled out your character sheet, notebook, and dice. Once all settled you set your attention on Eddie as he addressed the room. 

“Gentlemen. Lady Echo.” He sent you a smile and a wink causing you to beam up at him, both of you too interested in each other to notice the conspiratorial looks being passed around the table around you, “We left off in the tavern in Havenheim. What would you like to do first?” 

~

The party had been going on for a little while now, though it was nearing its end as you knew you had to get all the younger kids home soon. 

“We have to clean up and leave in like 5 minutes okay guys?” You informed Dustin, Lucas, and Mike. You and Eddie had taken the boys to school and would be taking them home before you and Eddie would be heading back to his trailer for the night. 

Dustin’s hands grew sweaty, he had to do this now or never. He noticed Eddie get up after finishing a conversation with Gareth and head over towards the food table. Perfect. 

“Hey Y/N? Could you please get me a cupcake?” He asked as sweetly as he possibly could. “My leg fell asleep!” He added when he saw you about to protest. 

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, “Sure it did Dusty.” You gave an affectionate little shove before heading over to the table. 

Dustin watched as you approached the table and stood next to Eddie, right under the mistletoe they hung earlier. 

“That little shit wanted a party and now he’s making me get him a cupcake.” You said with a laugh to the metalhead as he was swallowing the cupcake he just inhaled. “Maybe you’re right, I do need to learn to say no to him better.”

“What a little asshole.” He chuckled back, “I know you see him as a little brother, but you don’t need to actually act like it, doll.” 

As you were about to respond, you heard someone loudly clear their voice. Clearly trying to get your attention. You both looked over towards the noise and saw the boy in question, still in his chair where you left him. 

“What now Dustin? I’m about to grab it, calm down.” You said with a sigh. 

“It’s not that. It’s-uh-“ He gestured to a spot above yours and Eddie’s heads. You both looked up and saw the small branch hanging on a wire from one of the beans holding the lights.. 

“Is that-“ Eddie started.

“Mistletoe.” You finished, eyes wider than they were before. You and Eddie looked at each other, neither knowing what to do. 

“We don’t have to..” You said, suddenly feeling incredibly warm. 

“Right. We don’t have to, it’s just a stupid tradition.” Eddie agreed, shoving his hands in his pockets so you couldn’t see them shaking. 

“Yes you do!” Dustin yelled, you both glared at him, causing him to shrink in his seat. 

You fidgeted with your ring as you looked at Eddie, he looked back at you with a nervous expression. Were you about to kiss Eddie? You wanted to, you always did. Almost every moment of every day you wished you could be kissing your best friend. “Does he want to, too?” 

“I-I don’t think the brat is gonna let us leave if we don’t.” You stated with a breathy chuckle, it felt like your heart was going to hammer right out of your chest.

“I don’t think so either.” He said, he took one of his hands out of his pockets and held one of yours. “But only if you’re okay with it sweetheart.”

“Yeah, I’m okay with it, Eds.” You said with a sweet smile. Eddie nodded his head with an equally sweet smile of his own. You leaned into each other, meeting in the middle. The kiss started tentatively, you both testing the waters, before your lips were molding together. You sighed into the kiss dreamily, unable to help yourself. You felt him smile against your lips, his sweet from the cupcake he had just eaten. Neither of you noticed that this kiss was going on much longer than a kiss between 2 friends forced into a kiss should, too lost in each other.

You broke apart when you heard someone clear their throat again. Both looking over at Dustin who was sitting with his arms crossed and a smug grin on his face. “I-uhm- better get that cupcake.” You said, feeling the heat rise to your face. You grabbed a cupcake and went to move towards the boy, you paused. “I uh, need to go to the bathroom before we go, I’ll meet you outside okay?” You said with a nervous smile. 

Eddie nodded his head, returning your smile. You walked over to Dustin and gave him the treat, “Here you go, you jerk.” 

“Thank you!” He chirped back cheerfully. 

You grabbed your backpack and made your way out of the room and down the hall. Once you made it to the bathroom you splashed some water on your face. You and Eddie just kissed. Really kissed. And he seemed to enjoy it just as much as you did, unless you were imagining that. Oh, how you hoped that you were right. But it felt like the kiss gave you confidence, you were going to do it. Tonight, you were going to tell Eddie how you feel. 

~

Eddie sauntered up to his friends as they cleaned up the decorations, a large smile on his face. “Was that your reason for this stupid party, Henderson?” He asked the freshman. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Munson.” Dustin with faux innocence. 

“Right, well, whether it was or not. I think tonight might be my night, gentlemen.” He smirked. “After I drop you losers off, we’re going back to my place to watch movies. I’m going to tell her everything.” Ever since that Thanksgiving night Eddie had been looking for the perfect time to tell you. But whenever he got close something stopped him, whether it be his own insecurities or issues with your grandmas health. But tonight felt different.

Eddie grabbed his DMing supplies and the last of the cupcakes before walking out of the room with the group and out to the parking lot to wait for you. “I think you earned these.” He said slyly, handing Dustin the container of sweets. 

As they waited, Eddie noticed that the cheerleaders seemed to be getting out of practice now as well, having had a late session before the break. He saw Chrissy Cunningham, she seemed to be having a tense conversation with her mother by their car. He watched as the girl seemed to shrink under her mothers words as her mother walked around the other side of the car, leaving the girl alone. ‘Wonder what that was about?”

You happened to walk up right then, watching as your crush stared at the most popular girl in your school. You felt the balloon of happiness that had been growing in you since the kiss start to deflate as insecurities flooded your mind. You could almost hear Mike’s voice ringing in your ears, “Yeah, they say he’s had a crush on her since the 8th grade or something.” All the confidence from before seeped out of your body suddenly. You felt foolish, and for the first time since meeting him, you felt like you needed some space from Eddie, not knowing if you could handle being around him feeling like this. 

“Hey.” You said, catching the mans attention. He turned to you with a bright smile. 

“Hey sweetheart, ready to go?” He asked.

“Uh, yeah. I’m sorry Eddie, I just remembered that my mom needs me to stay home tonight. Can you actually drop me off first please?” You asked, trying to sound as casual as you could. 

“Oh, uh, yeah doll. Sure.” He said, trying not to sound as disappointed as he felt. 

“Thanks, Eds.” You responded, before making your way towards Eddie’s van.

Eddie and the freshmen boys shared a look between them as you walked away, this wasn’t normal. They followed you to the metalheads van, you were walking fast like you were trying to get away from them. 

You reached the vehicle first, waiting by the passenger door. Eddie walked up and unlocked the door, offering his hand to help you in as he held it open for you, soft smile on his face. “Your carriage, princess.” 

“Thank you.” You said quietly, getting into your seat and closing the door, barely looking at the man. You were trying not to cry due to the embarrassment you were feeling. 

Eddie turned back to the freshmen standing by the back door, Dustin sent him a confused look, “What happened?” He mouthed. 

The dungeon master shrugged his shoulders as he walked over to let them in the van, unable to keep the worry from his face. Had he read everything wrong? He was sure you had enjoyed that kiss just as much as he did. And he thought that the way you reacted to it meant that you might like him back. 

His mind was racing as he started driving towards your house, the van was silent except for the mixtape you had made Eddie playing through the speakers. Eddie looked over at you every so often; you were slightly turned from him, looking out the window. He couldn’t even try to hold your hand like he normally does as you had them shoved in the pockets of your jacket. 

He couldn’t help the thoughts that flooded his mind. Maybe everything had been ruined with that kiss? Maybe you didn’t like him like he did and you were now trying to distance yourself? 

He tried to push them down, hoping you did actually have to help your mom. He stopped outside your house, “Want me to stop by afterwards, dolly?” He asked, hopeful. 

“Sorry, Eddie, not tonight. I think it’s going to be a late night for me. I’ll call you soon.” You answered, you looked up at him and shot him a small smile, missing the hurt in Eddie’s eyes. “Good night guys.” You addressed the van as you opened the door and hopped out, you then walked into your house without a second glance. 

Eddie sat there almost shell shocked. Not only was this one of the first nights you and Eddie would not be spending the night together in a month and a half, you also didn’t give him his goodbye kiss. Whenever the two of you parted you would give Eddie a large kiss on his cheek with a loud “MUAH”. You never left without doing it. 

“Eddie, what happened?” Dustin asked from the back.

“I don’t know.” He responded, confused, as he started driving the rest of them home. 

~Monday~

You were laying on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought as the sound of whatever your mom was listening to while cleaning played through the house. It had been a few days since the party and you had been avoiding pretty much everyone. Dustin and Eddie both tried to call you over the weekend, trying to get you to spend time with them, but you just said that you were busy with preparing for Christmas with your family. You felt embarrassed, you figured out pretty early that Dustin planned that whole thing out. You knew he knew you had a crush on Eddie, so you tried not to blame him for trying to help you out. It’s not his fault that Eddie didn’t seem to share your feelings, but you still felt like a fool for hoping. 

You knew that you couldn’t avoid Eddie forever, he was coming to your place for Christmas in 2 days, but you needed time to get your feelings under control and you didn’t know if you could if you were around him. It was unfair to him, you knew, he didn’t do anything wrong. But the idea that him kissing you meant nothing to him while it meant so much to you was eating you alive. 

You got up, needing to do anything to occupy yourself before you drove yourself crazy, you looked around the room. Your eyes flitted to your belongings before landing on your easel in the corner. You sighed, walking up to the painting sitting in it, not quite done yet. It was your Christmas gift to Eddie. You had taken a picture of him at a Corroded Coffin show a couple weeks ago and after showing it to him he said it was the coolest photo anyone had taken of him, you had decided to recreate the picture in large painting for him. It wasn’t quite the distraction you were looking for, as it would be hard not to think about him while painting his likeness, but you only had 2 days until you were going to give it to the man so you needed to finish it.

You began painting after changing into your painting shirt and getting your supplies. Your mothers music could be heard through your open door, a song you knew she loved was playing, This Must Be the Place by The Talking Heads, you let your thoughts wander as you listened to the lyrics. 

“Home is where I want to be

Pick me up and turn me around

I feel numb, born with a weak heart

I guess I must be having fun”

A memory of you and Eddie going to the arcade for the first time came into your mind, the two of you laughing as Eddie tried and failed dramatically to beat your high score in pinball. 

“The less we say about it the better

Make it up as we go along

Feet on the ground, head in the sky

It's okay, I know nothing's wrong, nothing

Oh! I got plenty of time

Oh! You got light in your eyes

And you're standing here beside me

I love the passing of time

Never for money, always for love

Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight”

You remembered that first time he spent the night, laughing during the movie, falling asleep holding hands. You had woken up the next morning in Eddies arms as he smiled down at you sleepily. “Morning dolly.” 

“Home, is where I want to be

But I guess I'm already there

I come home, she lifted up her wings

I guess that this must be the place”

You thought of every time you get to Eddie’s trailer after Corroded Coffin rehearsals, he would open the door almost as soon as you knocked, like he was waiting for you. “Welcome home sweetheart.” He would joke, pulling you into an embrace.

“I can't tell one from the other

Did I find you, or you find me?

There was a time before we were born

If someone asks, this is where I'll be, where I'll be oh!”

Images of Eddie dancing in your passenger seat on your first day meeting him flashed in your mind. 

“We drift in and out

Oh! Sing into my mouth

Out of all those kinds of people

You got a face with a view

I'm just an animal looking for a home and

Share the same space for a minute or two

And you love me till my heart stops

Love me till I'm dead

Eyes that light up

Eyes look through you

Cover up the blank spots

Hit me on the head I got ooh!”

The song faded out, leaving images of Eddie staying in your head. Somehow, you realized, during your time here, Hawkins hadn’t just become your home because it’s where you lived, it became your home because of Eddie. Eddie made this place feel like home, like you belonged here, with him. And you knew that hadn’t changed even after the kiss. You still belonged by Eddie’s side, even if it was not the way you wanted.

~

“Hi Robin. Steve.” You said as you walked into Family Video. It was hours later, you had finished your painting and now you were at the video store to find a distraction for the night. 

“Hey Y/N! No Eddie tonight?” Robin asked from the counter. 

“No, just me.” You said, trying to keep the conflicted emotions off of your face.

“Did something happen?” She asked, clearly sensing something was wrong, you saw her share a look with Steve who was stocking a shelf nearby.

You looked between the two of them, you hadn’t talked to anyone about what happened at the party and it was kind of eating at you. “Uhm, yeah actually.” Steve stopped his task and walked over to the two of you at the counter, ready to listen. 

You told them about the party, how Dustin got you both to kiss, how it seemed like Eddie enjoyed it as much as you, and how you were going to confess your feelings, but that you saw him staring at Chrissy right after, and how hurt you felt after. “I know it’s silly and I’m over-reacting. All he did was look at her. But stupid Mike Wheeler got in my head.” 

“You haven’t talked to Eddie since?” Steve asked, leaned on the counter next to you.

“No, he and Dustin both called but I said I was busy.” You responded with a sigh. 

“I think you and Eddie need to talk about this.” Robin said gently, Steve nodded in agreement.

“And tell him what? ‘Sorry I freaked out, I’m crazy about you and I’m pretty sure you like another girl, let’s still be friends okay?’” You answered sarcastically, “Nah, I don’t think that will work.” 

“Obviously don’t say that.” Steve started. “But there has to be a reason Henderson got you to kiss each other, and I don’t think it’s just because you like Eddie.”

“What are you trying to say?” You asked.

“Just that maybe he was trying to help both of you.” He said with a shrug. 

You couldn’t hope to believe that was true, “I dunno.” You sighed again. “I’ll be seeing Eddie on Christmas so we’ll see what happens.” 

“Just think about what we said, okay?” Robin said, placing a comforting hand on yours. You nodded. 

You grabbed the movie you came to rent, and headed out the door. “See you later.” 

~

Dustin was exiting the arcade when he saw you pull out of your parking space and drive towards the direction of your home. He ran into the video store. “Steve, was Y/N just in here?” the boy practically yelled. 

“Hey Henderson, yeah, she was, why do you ask? Trying to get her to kiss another guy?” Steve said as he was back to stocking the shelves. 

“She told you about that?” The boy sighed.

“Yeah, she did.” Robin chimed in, “She’s really embarrassed.”

“Why?” Dustin asked, confused.

“We know you know she likes Eddie, but she thinks he likes Chrissy.” Steve answered honestly, he was getting tired of being involved in other people’s love lives.

“Chrissy? Why does she think that?” 

“Mike told her that he’s had a crush on her since middle school like her first week here.” Robin said, not seeing the harm since Steve already spilled. 

“And she saw him staring at her after they kissed.” Steve added. “Got in her head. She’s pretty certain that he doesn’t feel the same way as her.” 

“Son of a bitch!” Dustin exclaimed loudly, making his way out of the store.

“Hey where are you going?!” Steve called after him.

“To talk to Eddie!” Dustin shouted back on his way out of the door. 

He grabbed his bike off the rack out front of the arcade and peddled as fast as he could to the trailer park.

~

“EDDIE!” Dustin yelled as he banged on the door to the man’s trailer. “EDDIE!”

“What is it Henderson?” The metalhead asked as he opened the door, clearly annoyed.

“I know what happened now.” The boy said out of breath, shoving past the man into the room.

“Oh do you?” He said with a sigh, this was not the first time Dustin had tried to talk to him about what happened, though this was the first time he came all the way to the trailer. 

“I was at the arcade and I saw Y/N driving away. She was getting a video and I went to talk to Steve and Robin about it and they told me what she said.” The boy said sitting on the small couch. 

Eddie raised his eyebrows and sat next to his friend, leaning his elbows on his knees. “Do tell Henderson.”

“She likes you, that’s just a fact, but Mike opened his big mouth.” Dustin said.

“Wheeler? He didn’t even talk to her.” Eddie said, confused.

“Right. Not on Friday. Months ago, when she first moved here. Mike told her that you’ve had a thing for Chrissy since middle school.” Dustin said quickly, “Y/N saw you staring at her when she came out of the school, guess she thought you still liked Chrissy and got upset.”

“Jesus Christ. Thanks a lot Wheeler.” Eddie sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. “And you’re sure?”

“Positive.” The boy answered with a nod.

“Okay, get out.” 

“What?” Dustin asked, eyebrows furrowed. 

“I need you to get out, I’m going to go tell that girl everything.” Eddie smiled at his friend as he stood up and walked to his room. He came back out a moment later holding a wrapped package.

“You’re going to tell her? Right now?” Dustin’s eyes were wide and he had a bright smile. 

“Yep, as soon as you get out of my house.” The metalhead said as he opened the door and gestured for the boy to go, smirk on his face. Dustin hurried out of the door and grabbed his bike. 

“Good luck man.” Dustin said as he sat on his bike. 

“Hopefully I don’t need luck.” Eddie said as he opened the door to his van. “And Dustin?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.” He said with a fond smile, he and the boy shared a nod before Eddie got in his van and drove away.

~

You were in your room sitting up against your headboard and watching Ghostbusters again, you and Eddie had rented and watched this movie so many times that you had practically memorized it by now. You heard someone knock on your front door and listened to your father say that he would get it. A few moments later there was a knock at your door. “Y/N?” You heard Eddie’s voice from the other side. “Can I come in?”

You felt your eyes go wide and your heart thunder in your chest. What was he doing here? “Shit.”

“Uhm, sure Eddie.” You said anxiously. The door opened and Eddie walked in with a nervous smile. 

“Hey sweetheart.” He said as he walked over to you, you brought your legs up and sat crossed legged as Eddie sat on the bed in front of you. 

“Hey Eds.” You said quietly. “What are you doing here?”

“You’ve been avoiding me.” He said, reaching out and grabbing one of your hands. “I think I know why.”

“What do you mean?” You asked, your pulse felt impossibly quick as you met his eyes. 

“I don’t like Chrissy.” He said bluntly, not wanting to beat around the bush. He saw your eyes go wide.

“What?” 

“I know you saw me looking at her on Friday after we kissed. I don’t like her like that, doll.” Eddie answered, squeezing your hand. “I mean, I used to. But that stopped like 3 years ago. And it was just because she was one of the only girls who was nice to me. I was looking at her because she got into a fight with her mom.” He chuckled before taking a deep breath.

“Now or never Munson.”

“Dolly, I’m crazy about you.” He confessed.

“What?” You said breathlessly, your eyes felt bigger than they've ever been. Certainly, you didn’t hear him right.

“I said, I’m crazy about you.” Eddie repeated with a smile. “And from what I’ve heard you feel the same way about me.” He said, lightly teasing. 

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You felt a large smile grow on your face, “I’m absolutely crazy about you, Eddie Munson.” 

Eddie beamed at you, the largest one you had ever seen on him. “Come here babydoll.” He tugged on your hand and pulled you to him, sitting you in his lap. “Can I kiss you again, beautiful?” 

You nodded your head, “Please?” 

He wrapped one of his arms around your waist, pulling you against him, as the other went to cup the side of your face. You felt his thumb rub the apple of your cheek as he gazed into your eyes. You wrapped your arms around his neck and suddenly his lips were on yours. The tentativeness that you had with your first kiss was not here this time as you kissed each other almost desperately. You both could feel the other smile as you did, neither believing that you were finally here. You only broke away when your lungs were screaming for air, lips swollen and pink.

“Will you be mine, sweetheart?” Eddie asked in between the kisses he started leaving on your neck.  

“If you're mine, Eds.” You answered breathlessly. You beamed as you felt him nod. “Perfect.” 

After a few minutes of breathless giggles in between hungry kisses, you pulled away from Eddie, his lips chasing yours. “I have your Christmas present if you don’t mind it early?” You said sweetly as you rested your forehead on his. 

“I have yours too.” He said with a smile. You got up off of Eddie’s lap and walked to your easel and picked up the painting you finished earlier. 

“It’s still a little wet so don’t touch it okay?” You said, earning a nod from the man. You turned it around and watched his expression, worried. 

Eddie’s eyebrows raised and you saw a large, awed, smile break on his face. “Baby, it’s amazing.” He said, it looked exactly like the picture you had taken, a level of detail neither of you knew you could do. 

“I had a good subject.” You flushed, you saw Eddie beam at the compliment.

“Thank you dolly, I feel like a real rockstar. I can’t wait to hang it up.” He said genuinely. You put the painting back so it could finish drying and when you got back to Eddie he pulled you into his lap again. He grabbed the package he brought and gave it to you. It was soft and haphazardly wrapped. You tore open the wrapping and pulled out a jean vest, much like Eddie’s. It had patches and pins of your favorite bands all over the front, and on the back was the same style of Led Zeppelin shirt you were wearing the day you met. 

“Oh Eddie, thank you so much. I love it. How did you find the Zeppelin shirt for this?” You asked excitedly, a large smile on your face. 

“Your dad helped me.” He said, returning your smile. You noticed a small flock of bats on the front right side, it looked like Eddie’s tattoos, hand painted.

“Did you paint these?” You asked surprised, pointing to the bats. 

“Yeah, took me forever, I wanted to get them right and they’re all upside down and shit for me so it was hard.” He laughed nervously, “I-uh- just wanted you to have me close, so you don’t forget about me you know?”

“I’d never be able to forget about you Eddie Munson.” You giggled, crashing your lips on his in another smiley kiss. 

Taglist: @dallysnecklace @beepisbeep  @natashaashleymarvelromanoff

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[poisonioushearts]

The Un-unbirthday Party

Characters: Heartslabyul (some are there more than others but they all speak)

Gender neutral reader

Warnings: Not proof read

Synopsis/tags: I had this idea while lying in bed and contemplating my life choices, fluff, slight angst, no use of y/n, reader is ramshackle prefect, you can guess the ending, takes place after book 1 but book 2 hasn't started yet

Notes: First time posting a fic on here so please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading!, tried to make this aesthetically pleasing to look at lmao

Do not repost, reblog only(if you enjoyed reading do reblog it helps with motivation)

Word count: 800+ (I skimmed to count so I don't know the exact number)

It was a cycle.

Go to school. Keep Grim in line. Get dragged into trouble by your friends. Go back to Ramshackle exhausted because some bird insisted on you doing something to repay him because of he is 'oh so generous'.

Ha.

You realized one day that time was really flying by because as you were rearranging things in the main room and trying to clean stuff up the ghosts popped up.

"Sheehee, hello there prefect."

You jumped, startled. The picture you were adjust on the wall almost slipped from your fingers and you fumbled to catch it.

You sighed, "Hello. There something you need?"

"No." One of them responded.

"But we do have a question." Another added.

"Sure," you put the picture on the floor and faced the ghosts, "What is it?"

"Is it true your birthday is in a week from today?"

You hummed in thought, pulling out the phone that Crowley lent you out of his graciousness (whatever) and you check the date.

Sure enough your birthday was to be in exactly one week from today.

"Seems like it yeah," You answered nonchalantly, "Why do you-" looking up from the bright screen you saw that the ghosts had just vanished. "Okayy?"

Shrugging off the encounter you put your phone back in your pocket and picked the picture up again.

"Henchmen!"

"Gah!" You yelped and the object crashed to the floor, a sure sound of something breaking made you internally groan.

"What now Grim?"

"Why didn't you tell me your birthday is coming up?"

You tilted your head, "I never told you when my birthday was."

"I- ah-" he stuttered over his words, "I overheard you speaking to the ghosts about it! Not because I was curious about why you didn't say when your birthday was but because I was just in the area at the time and I am curious."

You chuckled, "Of course. I wouldn't have thought any differently."

"So..." He trailed off, and knowing Grim he wouldn't let it go until he had an answer.

"Well," you started, walking away from the shattered picture and towards you kitchen for a glass of water. "I guess there's more so two reasons. Reason one: I haven't really thought about it. Being here has kept me running everywhere so I guess I haven't had much time to think. And two..." You trailed off, staring into the cup of water, fingers tightening around the glass, "I suppose I'm trying to avoid it."

"Wah!?" The cat sputtered from his spot on the floor, he quickly crawled to your leg and climbed until he was sprawled across your shoulders. "Why would you avoid your birthday?!"

You sighed, "Because the people I usually spend it with aren't here." Finally you decided to take a sip of the water, it's coolness helping your parched throat only by a little. "My family and friends back home...they...I..." You stopped talking for fear of the tears that were threatening to fall.

"Oh..." He trailed off. The cat was at a loss for words. You? His henchmen- without your family on one of the most important days of the year? No. He wouldn't have it. Not for his henchmen.

---

It's been a week and today was your birthday, although it didn't feel any different from any other days at Night Raven College, you knew that this day is different.

You weren't home. You wouldn't see your family or friends and as the days passed it felt as if Crowley wasn't even trying to get you home.

Like the other days your mind was on autopilot as you went from class to class, the day was beginning to mush and blur together.

There was one part of the day you were excited for however, and that was the Unbirthday party Heartslabyul was hosting in the evening. It was the one thing that seemed to be good in your day as you treked from class to class and tried not to fall asleep in Trein's lessons.

At the moment it was Lunch time and you were silently eating your food while you listened to your friends talk.

"So," Deuce faced you, "You still coming to the ah-Unbirthday Party later?"

You nodded with a smile, "Wouldn't miss the chance for free food." Your friends chuckled in response as you finished up your lunch.

Although you could definitely feel something was off with your Heartslabyul friends you didn't say anything. You didn't know why but you just brushed this moment off and hoped they hadn't gotten into any trouble.

Your hopes were thankfully answered. (You didn't know this though)

"So, prefect. Anything interesting going on today?"

You raised a brow at the sudden question and opened you mouth to speak and faltered when Ace suddenly yelped, as if he had been elbowed in the side.

"What was that for?" Ace hissed as he faced the boy next to him who just wordlessly stared at him.

They say in silence for a few long minutes before you looked at the cafeteria clock.

"Well I don't know what's going on with you to and I swear if you got into some type of trouble." You stood up with your tray, "I will murder you."

"Oh nothing-"

"It's just that-"

"We didn't do anything we swear!"

You gave them an incredulous look as they stood with their trays, "...okay..."

As the day went on they just acted more and more suspicious. They must have done something to be acting like this!

Throughout the classes you had one(or both) of them with, Deuce would shuffle in his seat nervously and stutter over his words and Ace was... semi-normal. He didn't insult you as much as usual though which made you very suspicious because he never once made fun of Grim-who has been awfully quiet for the most of the day as he clung to your shoulders.

'What is going on?'

---

Finally the school day had come to a close, and you were currently attempting to get ready for the un-unbirthday party.

But it seemed like you had nothing.

The outfit that Riddle had given you when you first went was kind of ruined from trying to run away from Trey and Carter, for it had gotten caught on the rose bushes. But it didn't seem like you had much of a choice. At least it wasn't that torn? It was noticable but not terrible.

You just hoped that the dorm leader would let this slide- knowing him before his overblot, you would surly loose your head.

You fiddles with the sleeves nervously as your shoes clacked in the quiet halls of the college. Grim had already left while you were getting ready, insisting that he, the great Grim, could take care of himself.

You gave him the benefit of the doubt and now you were walking in the halls alone.

You didn't think your birthday was terrible so far. Not much homework, Grim was cooperative, and you got the change to go to a party- even if it wasn't yours. You'd say it was a pretty decent day, but at times you couldn't stop thinking about your home.

What could they be doing? Did they miss you? Did they think you went missing or died?

The questions were endless and you attempted to push them out of your mind. You wanted to focus on your friends and the Unbirthday party today. You didn't want to worry anyone with your troubles.

You finally stood in front of the steps to the mirror. Your foot hovered over the steps when someone suddenly stumbled out of the mirror.

"Deuce?" Said boy stumbled down the steps and you moved out of the way so you wouldn't get crushed and you caught him before he could faceplant into the floor.

"Oh-ah- hey there prefect!" He straightened out and your arms fell to your sides.

"What are you doing? Shouldn't you be at the party?" You asked, gesturing to the mirror.

"Well actually I came to get you! Um, Carter and I."

You tilted your head, "Carter's with you?"

"Yep, mhm. So we should probably wait for him."

"But you just said you came to get me, and I am here so..." You took a step towards the mirror but a hand on your wrist stopped you.

"Well we should probably wait because he doesn't know your here yet! He could end up going to you dorm only to realize you're not there so we should totally wait."

You didn't pull away from his grip, "Totally..."

Not to long later after a long awkward silence, Carter appeared.

"Ah prefect! There you are! Glad we found you."

You deadpanned, "I've been standing here for a while."

He ignored your comment, "Come on let's go- wait." He stopped and looked at your outfit before frowning, "It's ripped."

"Yeah I know... But I didn't have anything else."

He waved his hand, "Not a problem let me just..." He took out his pen and with a flick of his wrist, your outfit had been repaired to it's previous state, with just a little more...'pizazz'.

"Oh!" You looked at yourself and one of the previously ripped parts and hummed, "Thanks Carter!"

"Not a problem prefect! Can't have you looking like a mess at your-"

"At the Unbirthday party!" Deuce suddenly shouted, his voice an octave higher than normal.

"Oh yes, Riddle would not have been pleased." Carter agreed.

"Well then I believe he also would not be pleased if we are late yes? Let's go."

"Ahh, not just yet." Carter stepped into your path.

You frowned, "Why not?"

"Well... preparations have not yet finished up and we had a uh... incident. I came to get Deuce for the extra help. I'll text you when we are ready!"

Before you could utterly another word Carter had already grabbed your classmates wrist and disappeared in the mirror.

You blinked.

"Okay then...might as well go to the library and try to do some research..."

---

The gardens were quiet, the roses red glistening with fresh red paint, the only sounds being your shoes against the pavement as you walked into the gardens to get to the main area.

Minutes ago you had gotten the text from Carter saying that they were ready for you.

What did that even mean? It's an Unbirthday party they are meant for well-everyone.

You looked from from the roses, to the trees, and to the cloudless sky.

It was nice, the quiet and the serene nature. You felt almost at peace.

No cat complaining about the school work.

No friends getting themselves into trouble.

Just yourself on this nice and simple day. Your birthday.

And cake.

But that would be later.

You had finally come to the same old space in the garden where the party's were held. Tables were set and silverware shone when hit by the sun's rays.

But where was everyone?

The place was empty not a single soul in sight. You pulled out your phone with a frown, re-reading Carter's message. They should all be here by now...

Something collided with your body and you crashed to the ground with a yelp, your phone slipping from your fingers.

"Ow..." You groaned, attempting to sit up, about to hit your attacker when you paused. "Ace? What the hell what was for?"

He only smirked and helped you to your feet before pulling an item from behind his back and placing it on your head.

"Happy birthday prefect."

What?

At that moment the students came filing out from where they hid, greeting you with a smile and 'happy birthday' before taking seats at the tables.

"What? But- how?"

"Grim and the ghosts." Riddle appeared beside you, "The cat gave Trey quite a fright. Luckily he wasn't holding anything but a tray, unfortunately, that tray will filled with treats which hit the floor. Grim had no problem cleaning them up and he told Trey in muffled words that your birthday was coming up."

"I went to Riddle and he told your friends." Trey smiled as you turned to meet his eyes, "It was Riddle's idea to push the Unbirthday for another day and have this be, in other words, a surprise birthday party. Happy birthday prefect." He handed you a small wrapped box and you could barley stutter out a thank you.

You were shocked and happy.

And on the verge of tears(but they didn't need to know that).

You smiled, straightening the ridiculous and nostalgic hat on your head as Deuce wished you a happy birthday and Carter pulled you close for a picture(after he handed you your phone which was somewhere in the grass after Ace tackled you).

"Then I guess it's an un-unbirthday party." You joked. "Thank you guys."

This is one moment you wouldn't trade for anything. Not even a ticket home.

Because at the moment, this was the now.

This was your home.

Whether temporary or permanent.

No matter how much chaos you get into with those guys- you wouldn't have it any other way.

---

Reblogs and likes are always appreciated, thank you!

#twisted wonderland #birthday #fanfiction #oneshot #twst #heartslabyul #fluff #no y/n #x reader #gender neutral reader #idk how to use tags #ace trappola #duece spade #trey clover #carter diamond #riddle rosehearts

[cyberneutral]

Gush about your OC

Ahm, I got tagged by my dear @shynrel-vp , thank you for this opportunity to talk a little bit more of my character. Even tho I have five of them I choosed the one I'm enjoying the most right now.

RULES:

Post 5 Facts about your OC.

Open the latest section of #cyberpunk 2077 tag and reblog 5 posts of people you don’t follow, giving them nice tags.  

Tag 5 People to spread the game.

So... I'll be talking about my nuthead assassin: Kayn.

Delivered to Arasaka when he was just a kid, he didn't have the tradicional childhood. Unfamiliar with simple plays like hide and seek, he spent most of that time studying what the corporation let him have acess like science chemistry and physics. His sense of humor is very dried and awkward, he doesn't understand jokes very much and his jokes aren't understandable either what makes him a lonely dude. (humor reference: sheldon cooper from the big bang theory)

At first Kayn was a project Arasaka wanted to start that was the implatantion of the personalities constructs on youngers to make their body a "second home" for the members of the council. The project was shout down but the constructs were never removed or used, it was an cyber empty space in their heads that the corporation could use for whatever reason they want in the future. The project name can be found in the source code of the construct and it is: MMLXXX (2088), the year they wanted to present this to the world.

One day he was sent to eliminate a man but it was an ambush to test him. So when Kayn got there it wasn't just the target, even tho Kayn gave them a hard time in the end they won by number, beaten up to almost death. He woke up one week later in the hospital. Kayn developed a second personality in that time, his name is Rakin. A curious thing is that he was responsable for making him wake up since the main persona was too weak that time. Rakin is irrelevant, vengeful, violent and stronger. When he left the hospital the second persona made Kayn blind for revenge and week by week he spent killing everyone that was on that day. His brain got affected by his other persona like a poison corrupting it, he was tested in Arakasa and they saw this persona was affecting the construct either what was an unique ocasion. Arasaka took advantage of that, turning Kayn into an assassin for them, all his files got classified and he suddenly turned into a shadow, what was the perfect deal.

One day in a test at Arasaka lost his mind in a crisis while was connected in the cyberspace to see how was the construct that made Rakin suddenly starts to took over it, filling in the empty space of the engram and actually putting an organic personality there. This event made a black mark in his face that was caused by a corruption that accidentally happened when it was taken, this also made Kayn develop heterochromia since his yellow eye is his natural one and the red one is actually from his alter ego. Arasaka once again didn't know what to do with that so they tried to turn Rakin into an personality construct but it would kill Kayn but with the several attempts he turned into a hybrid: now they have the human personality: Kayn & there's also Rakin the persona living in the cyberspace even tho he isn't an AI and can influence in Kayn's mind as an organic one.

In the recent days he still works for Arasaka and have what he call friends from work - they are not his friends and he doesn't like them. In a birthday party of one of his fella workers he was drag to a karaoke which he hated a lot, he met Lazuli (@wingdeer oc), little did he know he was talking to an AI. But since he doesn't have any sense of humor he didn't notice she wasn't human and found her very pleasent, that made something very rare happen: Kayn and Rakin now had an interest in commun. Fun fact: He will not care that she's an AI, he finds her more interesting than everyone that has been around him in his whole life. (I might write something for them soon).

Well, tagging time. Of course no pressure/obligation but I would like to know about your OC's and want people to know about them too. @mentorun @mhbcaps @neverfadesaway @fonfan121 @rebelcroftvp

#cyberpunk 2077 #tag game #oc: kayn #oc stuff #cp 2077

[demonichikikomori]

Hello! ♡

I've been trying to work up the nerve to send this ask but I just wanted to say thank you for enjoying my writing!

I'm so honored that a writer as talented as you follows me and enjoys my work! (I was so surprised when I found out we were following each other!) I'm especially excited to see that you write for Hypnosis Mic (Your Samatoki x Reader fic is just...I don't even know how to describe it I just love it that much, and I'm not even a Samatoki fan! lol) and I can't wait to see what you write next! ♡

Also, I'm so happy to see other Uta no Prince-Sama fans, as I noticed you liked and reblog my Syo x Reader story! Is there a particular character or group that's your favorite? If so, I would love to know!

I apologize if this message seems odd since I know we have never really interacted before but I just wanted to let you know how grateful I am, and how much I love your writing!

Thank you! ♡

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It’s nice to meet you officially!! I noticed we became mutuals a hot second ago but… I was too scared to say anything!! Sometimes I get worried about the content I make and if it might be kinda off putting so I get scared to reach out to blogs cuter than mine!!!!! <3 <3 <3 Thank you for visiting my inbox!!!!!!!!! I really like how you write Ruggie and when you made something for Syo… I had so many intense emotions in my heart I couldn’t bring myself to speak… I got back into HypMic recently (I discovered it in 2019 when I was at bandcamp and I remember when they announced the two new groups when I was in school!) and I decided to try writing for a character a friend of mine likes! … I didn’t realize how empty the tags are for HypMic x reader content… It’s kinda depressing… Feel me? There are so many cuties in the series! Just because it’s overseas people shouldn’t let a language barrier hold them back!! Feel the music on your soul and look on YouTube for event translations!!!!!!!

But, anyway!! I want to definitely write more HypMic since I’m a bit burnt out on Twst… That’s all I wrote for a good two years so I need to switch it up… At least for a bit. I have a post queued up for tomorrow about the Peel My Orange test?? I think I’m biased as I’m writing the Headcanons but this is my blog and I can do whatever I want!~!

ALSO YES THATS ALSO WHY I FOLLOWED YOU!!!!!!! AHHHH I SAW YOUR MASATO BANNER AND I WANTED TO SCREAM!!! Ever since UtaPri shut down I have been rocking back and forth wondering what I’m going to do without my first love. I even went as far as to downloading a PSP rom just so I can play the original VN. I will pretend the MC girl is not there so I don’t have to see her kissing MY boyfriend. Technically husband since we’ve been together for such a long time. Syo-Sama loves me the most in the entire universe, no one knows him better than me!! Syo is perfect in all ways!! He’s masculine and can enjoy traditionally feminine things like painting his nails and styling himself in pink. He’s not too tall so kissing him is super easy. He’s very passionate about the things he likes. He’s willing to better his body even after being told he won’t make it past 12?? Oh my goodness when I first played the game back when it first came out, let me tell you… I had seen the light… I am a super big fan of STARISH and at one point I was an Otoya girl… But Syo reigned me back in very easily. His voice lines for birthdays, White Day, Valentines, and his own… I really, really like Syo. Honestly? He’s the character I can say is a comfort character to me? I had a rough childhood and him greeting me when I logged in or asking if I would eat dinner with him… He seriously is the best in the whole wide world!! <3 <3 <3

Please don’t see it as odd coming to say hi!! I really like making friends even if I’m scared to take the first step!! Please tell me lots about you and don’t be scared to DM me either!! Let’s talk about our faves together and hopefully I can make more content that you secretly want to see!! HypMic related on the way… But I’ll have to write for UtaPri too… Wahhhhh my heart is going crazy. I’m a little scared, but excited too!~!

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[svsssartreblogs]

Welcome to @svsssartreblogs Art Event for Our (and Binghe's) Favorite Shizun's DeathBirthday on September 21st, 2022!

The anniversary of Shen Yuan's death is coming up - and this is also the date fandom treats as his birthday, since it's the day he transmigrated to become Shen Qingqiu! With that in mind, welcome to our first-ever birthdeath day event on SVSSSartreblogs to celebrate.

HOW do we celebrate?

Why - make art, of course! Everyone would love to see your celebratory artwork - and I'll reblog it, too!

You're welcome to create whatever you'd like (even fics or other types of fanworks) but! I will only reblog works that fit our usual reblogging criteria: OP-made artwork in traditional or digital media. I occasionally will also reblog photomanipulations but only if they're very transformative (as in, a great deal of art creation would be necessary to make them). (To be clear, photo manipulation, gif making, etc., are all absolutely amazing skills, but there's just so much content for this fandom that I have set some limits on what I will and won't reblog - apologies).

Want to get involved? We'd love to have you! Make your artwork, post it on September 20th, September 21st, or September 22nd, 2022, and tag #svsssartreblogevents, and maybe give us a follow so you can see everyone else's amazing work, too!

We look forward to seeing what you create!

Graphic by me (and I'm terrible at making graphics). Artwork is official art released for Shen Qingqiu's deathbirthday last year.

Want to see the full calendar of danmei character and actor birthdays I've put together? It's here! I'll add to it as I'm able and as I join more fandoms and learn more character birthdays.

#mod post #svsssartreblogevents

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

IMPORTANT NOTE: ⚠️Some my artworks we're locked, and there are only exclusive to my super secret blog, including one from October.⚠️

Title: My Yearend Summary Artwork - 2023

Hello! So ummm... 2023 was a semi-disaster, in my opinion. As if 2022 wasn't good enough my mood, though. 📅😟 At first glance, I was slightly smooth ride in the beginning of 2023, but with bad sightings and throwing toxics at me (not really, IRL), I went into downward spiral... 😞😭 But, I could always get up, dust myself, and once again moved on my life to see what my future install in 2024. 💪 #KeepMovingForward

Nonetheless, let’s go to my “yearend artworks” 2023, and…

BTW: All of these artworks I made are not submitted via my deviantART account without a single one, despite I’m completely changed since 2019.

If you haven’t seen my 2022 version, then please [CLICK ME!].

Anyways, let’s recap of my artwork choice:↓

• JAN: Year of the Rabbit - 2023 [Jan 22nd, 2023] (LOCKED 🔒, and its now exclusive to my super secret blog)

• FEB: Cude & Mayu's Anniversaries [Feb 19th, 2023]

• MAR: The Women's Shield (feat. Windy, Rita, Debby, Riya, Tory & Lisa) [Mar 8th, 2023]

• APR: Hoppy Easter 2023 [Apr 9th, 2023] (LOCKED 🔒, and its now exclusive to my super secret blog)

• MAY: HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY TO THE CREATOR (ME) [May 6th, 2023]

• JUN: Big Cloud Clothing Cuddle with Miya & Sammir [Jun 1st, 2023]

• JUL: HBD Carmenramcat & Cuteness Member - Shadow Ramcat [Jul 17th, 2023]

• AUG: Speedsters in Racesuits (with GT Movie fan license card [per character]) [Aug 20th, 2023]

• SEPT: ○ My Chowder OC - Aace Speedster [Sept 1st, 2023] and ○ Happy Riya Day - 10th Anniversary [Sept 20th, 2023]

• OCT: ⛔ [The image is blurred, its completely exclusive to my super secret blog] ⛔

• NOV: My Kirby OC - PopiKir (Popii Kirby) [Nov 11th, 2023]

• DEC: Christmas Spaghetti Share [Dec 24th, 2023]

Well, that’s all for now. 🎄Merry Christmas☃️ to all & 🥂Happy New Year 🎆!

[justanotherghostwriter]

I posted 186 times in 2022

28 posts created (15%)

158 posts reblogged (85%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@lizanthium

@marijayne-writing

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@derinthescarletpescatarian

I tagged 185 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#fanart - 41 posts

#zutara - 34 posts

#zk big bang 2022 - 17 posts

#flagging for later - 15 posts

#animorphs - 15 posts

#fullmetal alchemist - 15 posts

#avatar the last airbender - 10 posts

#ghostfic - 9 posts

#about me - 9 posts

#lizanthium's art - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#he was just - as cassie says - the pillar. the one who took everybody's views and personalities and strengths and weaknesses and sorted out

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Lu Ten/Yue (Mentioned), Katara & Sokka (Avatar), Hakoda & Katara (Avatar), Druk & Zuko (Avatar), Lu Ten & Zuko, Toph Beifong & Zuko, Toph Beifong & Katara Characters: Zuko (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Druk (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Agni Kai Triad (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Lu Ten, Yue (Avatar), Hakoda (Avatar), Sokka (Avatar), Suki (Avatar) Additional Tags: Zutara Week 2022 (Avatar), Zutara Week, Round Robin, Modern AU with Bending, MeetCute, Identity Reveal, Slight Mentions of Gang politics, The Order of the White Lotus (Avatar), Hurt Zuko (Avatar) Summary:

While taking a shortcut through a park near the old Lower Ring of Ba Sing Se, Katara runs into an interesting dog and the dog's interesting owner. For the next few days, they share a morning walk and surprisingly deep secrets with one another. Katara is a little disappointed when her new friend stops showing one morning, until she finds the dog, alone and lost, and is pulled into danger she never anticipated. Also unexpected is how she appears to be falling for somebody who should be a sworn enemy.

I'm very excited to introduce this project to you. This year, for @zutaraweek, I decided to try a Round Robin with any writers who were keen. We each picked at least one of the weekly prompts and, like an impromptu acting class, followed on the story from where the previous writer left off. It's been amazing getting to know the other writers and seeing how their unique perspectives, skills and passions mold and shape the story. @ekwolfwriter-blog, @the-badger-mole, @marijayne-writing, @ryu-slayer: thank you all for trying this out with me!

It's my privilege to kick us off with day one. Please stay tuned for the rest as the week progresses!

17 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

#4

NORTH STARS: PART II

PART I IS HERE

It’s one of the best days of the year! Today is @lizanthium 's birthday, which means that today is the reason we all get blessed by her presence, her art, her brain and her existence in general. Happy birthday, my dear twin. I offer you the ending of a story I’ve given you a beginning to, so that you can infer all the middle bits with no effort on my part. ;P In all seriousness: you sparkle so well, and it’s always a privilege to have some of your light in my life in whatever form it comes in. Here is to many more years blessed with growth and quiet moments and creativity and good family and friends. 

Without a word, Katara padded to her brother’s side and sat beside him on the edge of the ice walkway. Even through her parka, the ice was chilly, but she made herself ignore the sensation in order to sit very still and watch the horizon. Sokka sighed beside her, and Katara watched from the corner of her eye as he turned a very misshapen carving of an otter seal over and over in his gloved fingers. 

“Are you going to do it?” she asked, after a moment, still innocently studying the horizon like her heart wasn’t in her throat at the possibilities of what that evening could bring. Both potential outcomes made her on edge, but the emotions behind the quickened pulse were as different as the way the river could twist. 

“I don’t know,” Sokka all but whispered, glum. “I don’t… Our tribe is counting on me. Dad and Bato are counting on me.” He glanced around a little theatrically. “Aang being able to stay hidden for a while longer and just… goof off and be a kid… The very tentative end to a hundred years of war… I could screw that all up by stopping that wedding. For a woman I’ve known for only three months. Three months, Katara.” 

There were a hundred things Katara wanted to say to him, but some of them were tainted with frustration and hurt, and Katara was learning to keep those inside until their blades were dulled a little bit. Not every battle had to be fought with blood and wounds. A lesson that still sometimes tasted bitter. But, with hands that were learning how to heal people with the gift that thrummed like blood and breath inside of her, Katara clasped Sokka’s hand. And squeezed. He squeezed back, and she remembered that he was only sixteen, and she dropped her head onto his shoulder. 

For a long moment, they were both quiet. Katara’s thoughts were on the Fire Nation ships that had come into the Northern waters that morning, and the handful of people clad in red who had been allowed to descend the gangplanks into the Northern Water Tribe. And her thoughts were on her father and Bato and the other select men and women from the South who had arrived the day before. And then she thought to Chief Arnook, and the Northern Tribe’s council of Elders, and all the arguments that could be made of all they’d done wrong and right during the war and during this situation. Would they be ruining hard-earned peace between the Water Tribes and the world, and the beginning of better relations between Water Tribes with their plan? Possibly. Was said plan only going to fulfil the selfish whims of four teenagers? Also possible. 

But just as possible was finding the long-lost Avatar in an iceberg three months after a hundred years of war had ended because there was suddenly the desperate, hopeful chance she could learn Waterbending, and she’d already been eagerly practising. Just as possible was the fact that Yue was right, and the Spirits had organised things to happen this way, and some things were just destiny, and the adults just had to… be helped to see it. Or, if she couldn’t get her head around being that important to the Spirits, then she could at least hope for the fact that they were unimportant enough for destiny to still flow around them, even if they altered the course just slightly. Just slightly enough for four unimportant teenagers to be a little bit selfish. 

“Are you going to do something even if I don’t?” Sokka asked her, and Katara smiled, fondly, at how well her brother knew her. 

“Yes,” she told him, only a tiny bit unsure of her answer even though she and Zuko had taken a large chunk of the three months they’d known each other to even become friends. Her heart was just… sure.  “I really think it’s worth it to try.” 

Sokka laughed, not unkindly, and pulled away from her a little, making Katara have to lift her head. Once she was sitting upright, Sokka pulled off his glove, jabbed his thumb to his chest and then painted an invisible mark on her forehead. She knew he was painting the Mark of the Brave, even though she hadn’t been through her ice dodging ceremony just yet. She rolled her eyes at him, but there was fondness in her for the brother who was braver than he thought he was, and was probably about to find that all out for himself. 

“Give your hand here,” she instructed instead of turning things as sappy as she wanted to, and she began to heal all the little cuts the carving knife had left on him. 

***

There was no good moment to interrupt a marriage ceremony, Katara learned that day. But Sokka, brilliant as he was at strategy, somehow managed to crash in at the moment that almost made the most sense. Or, perhaps it wasn’t planning at all. Perhaps the words had just burst out of him in giddy adrenalin as Yue and Zuko were instructed to stand beside one another in the presence of their gathered witnesses. 

“I am Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe!” Sokka yelled, cutting across Elder Anik’s grand speech in a squeaky, breathless rush. It was so unexpected that even Katara jumped in surprise. “And I — I — I do not condone this match!” 

The second bit, at least, came out a little bit stronger. Katara heard her father inhale sharply behind her, and she quickly bent the ice under his feet slick, causing him to suddenly slip and have to cling onto Bato, who almost fell at the sudden, crashing weight. She’d apologise later. Right now, Sokka needed to be able to say his piece. Her brother caught her eye, and she nodded, and he squared his shoulders and turned back to the Northern Water Tribe Elders and Fire Lord Iroh and the four Fire Sages he’d brought with him, all who were staring at Sokka with varying degrees of quiet surprise. 

“Boy,” one of the Elders boomed. “You do not—” 

“I have every right to object!” Sokka fired back at him, head thrown back proudly. “The North has violated one of the very oldest promises between the sister tribes, and I, son of the current chief of the Southern Water Tribe, will not be silent and allow it to go grossly unaddressed for another year.” 

Yue’s eyes were transfixed on Sokka as she reached out and gripped Zuko’s hand. Zuko, on the other hand, was warily alternating his gaze between the five Fire Nation representatives, the Northern Elders and the Southern representatives, entire body tense as though ready to fight. She realised, with a twist in her heart, that he expected somebody to attack Sokka for his interruption, and he was getting ready to intervene. To protect, like nobody had done for him. Once again, she was sad that Ozai hadn’t come to the North Pole so that she had no chance to accidentally drown the man. 

“Sokka,” Hakoda said, almost sharper than Katara had ever heard him. 

Elder Oki cut across her father. “The South is not truly independent,” he sneered. “The title of chief that your father holds gives him as much power as one of us Elders. If that.” 

Instead of cowing Sokka, this only made him stand taller and take a step closer to the Elders. “Exactly. The Southern Water Tribes, plural, were always meant to be under the leadership and protection of the North. Protection. Where were you in the last hundred years? Where were you in the raids that stole our Waterbenders from us? The ones that killed my mother?” Oki’s mouth snapped shut, whatever he was going to say evidently getting knocked out of him. “If any of the Water Tribes deserve compensation from the Fire Nation, it is us.” The Fire Lord’s eyebrow raised, and he tilted his head to the side, as though agreeing. “The North, our great ‘big sister’, the seat where our Chief resides, did not even offer us that reparation. They simply asked for a few delegates to come and watch the wedding. Without discussion. Without apology for years of silence.” 

There was certainly silence in the hall as Sokka took a pause, his chest heaving slightly. The same emotions that were clearly thrumming through him were in Katara’s chest, heavy and achingly hot. Some instinct made her glance at Zuko to find that his wary tracking had stopped and he was, instead, watching her. Okay? he mouthed at her, and some of the tension in her chest left as she gave him a small smile and a little nod. 

Sokka didn’t let them stew for too long. “There is only one way to make reparations between North and South. Only one way to repair the brotherhood that has been broken here for so long. And that is the promise that should have been ours over generations: the good faith, unity, and celebration of marriage. That is what I am demanding on behalf of my people.” 

The silence shattered to murmurs that rippled at different decibels across the room, people leaning in to whisper to one another. Only Sokka, Katara, Zuko and Yue stood perfectly still and perfectly upright. 

“Sokka, son,” Chief Arnook said, and his gentle tone couldn’t quite cover the grief there. Katara noticed he was pointedly not looking or speaking to her father at all. “I… I understand your hurt. But there has been a war treaty signed between —” 

“The treaty was signed to honour unity and to step forward into peace with good faith,” Zuko interrupted, voice clear and usual awkwardness completely gone. He stared Arnook head on, and only the way his free hand trembled gave away how much speaking up was costing him. “If I were still to marry Princess Yue, knowing all this that has been brought to light, it would be a violation of the very thing the marriage is supposed to stand for.” 

“Prince Zuko,” the Fire Lord said, and nobody in the room could miss how Zuko flinched instinctively. In the too-long pause that followed, Yue did what Katara longed to do but could not and placed a subtle hand on the small of Zuko’s back, rubbing small circles there to try and soothe him. The Fire Lord very briefly closed his eyes in what Katara thought might have been sorrow at his nephew’s reaction. “And Warrior Sokka. What is it that you would both suggest?” The Elders started murmuring louder, so the Fire Lord turned a mild gaze to Chief Arnook. “It would be worthwhile to hear them out, I think, Chief?” he asked, with a little bow. 

Chief Arnook, lips pressed together into a very thin line, waved his hand in agreement and in offer for Sokka to continue. Zuko looked over at Sokka, who suddenly looked very unsure. Alarmed, Katara started mentally willing him to scrape it back together. 

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#3

While the Music Lasts (20333 words) by JustAnotherGhostwriter Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Aang & Toph Beifong & Katara & Sokka & Suki & Zuko, Hakoda & Katara & Sokka (Avatar)

@zutaramonth day 25: Modern AU

A retelling of ATLA Book three in a college classical band AU. With lots of past and present and hints of future Zutara. With an added playlist for your listening needs.

24 notes - Posted April 25, 2022

#2

Chapters: 2/15 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar)

Waiting in the courtyard after the messy, terrible Agni Kai against Azula, Katara and Zuko aren't sure what to expect next. When news does come, it's devastating: Aang has failed to stop Ozai. Run. Hide. We'll find you when it's safe.

They obey the order, fail to disobey the order, and find a little temporary space for a while, until they can rejoin what is left of the plan to stop the Phoenix King from destroying the world. And they wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And learn that life has a way of carrying on even in the midst of war and failure. And then, as it always must, their past finally meets their present, and Katara and Zuko need to once again define what makes them who they are, and the roles they are willing to play in destiny.

28 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

NORTH STARS: PART I

PART II IS HERE.

I promise this won’t be very a long author’s note so, in summary: life really Got Real for a while there, and I lost the time to write at all. Most of the things I write and put out to the world mean something to me, but my current long project is weighty in a way that’s possibly also just a lot of self-pressure. Either way, I couldn’t leap right back into it after Februarch, and it’s Zutara Month, and my dearest and most beloved Northern Twin, @lizanthium, who deserves the best of the world, is not getting the best of the world right now.

Of course Liz’s SWT Zuko AU was the first thing I thought of when I saw today’s prompt. But I’ve already made a mess in that universe enough, so I decided to be Extra TM by writing her a “get well soon, I think you’re awesome so just keep being you, I believe in you so much” little thing set in an AU of her AU. If you’re new here: writing fic of fic is, horrifyingly and shamefully, like my signature anime attack move.

So here you go! I joked once about doing a Shakespearean/fairytale-Disney AU in which Zuko was set up in an arranged marriage with Yue, and then he and Yue fall head over heels in love (at first sight-ish, hence the Disney vibes) with both parts of the SWT delegation that come to celebrate their wedding. Cue the Shakespearean comedy and angst vibes as everybody tries to figure themselves out. So this isn’t, exactly, Southern Water Tribe Zuko. Yet. But I’ll submit it to the tag in a vain hope it makes the mark, somehow. Here are two planned beginning snippets of the AU for the worldbuilding feels, and then one scene that I didn’t plan to write but that needed to see the light of day because @barelyaware drew such hysterical and amazing fanart for it.

Liz, you’re so special. May this brighten your week at least a little. Thank you for your brain in which the SWT Zuko AU exists.

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“The way forward to find your own North Star is not to think or feel your way forward, but to dissolve the thoughts and feelings that are actually lies. You don’t have to learn your destiny — you already know it; you just have to unlearn the thoughts that blind you to what you know.” — Martha Beck.

She had always longed to be included in the war meetings her father and the tribe Elders held. Or, barring that stretch of custom, at least the serious meetings where tribe matters were discussed and decided. Yue was, after all, their princess, and one day to rule beside their chief. She had been brought up understanding and accepting that her husband would get her father’s title and responsibilities, but, as she grew older, she secretly looked at her father, ruling without her mother by his side, and wondered what would happen to her should the Spirits take the tribe’s next chief from them early. What if they had no son by that time, or had one, but he was too young? What would happen to the tribe if she did not know enough to keep them afloat until a new chief could come? Yue had never known how to broach such fears with her father, however, and so she had kept them to herself and to her prayers.

Now, finally sitting in a war meeting, Yue wished she had never longed for this moment to come and, in equal measure, wished that she had asked for it sooner. Her father’s face was as grave as a wall of black ice, but there was also a lack of his usual steadiness about him that frightened her beneath her own forced stillness and straight back. Yue couldn’t place where it appeared to be missing; was it in his shoulders or his hands or the way his eyes looked around the room? It occurred to her, with deep sadness, that perhaps it was she that was different; that the mirage that had hung around her father for so long had finally dissipated as they came to this moment, and she saw him as simply a man. Still wise and strong and worthy of all her love, but just a man.

Her husband would be just a man, too, she tried to remind herself, even as the Elders around her spoke about letting a monster into their midst. They were angry, distrustful, frightened, proud, and they had every right to be this way, but also no right at all. Yue understood that those two things could both be true, because she’d grown up learning to walk the line between two realities tugging in different directions. It both amused and alarmed her that these men she respected and loved and who protected her home did not seem to have a grasp on a truth that would be needed for the coming days. But she sat silent, and let the waves roll around her, waiting for the moment she would be heard if she spoke instead of trying to fight the tide that was stronger than her.

“We will have two men with Princess Yue at all times,” Elder Kiugak stated.

“Two is too few!” Elder Anik argued.

“If we place more around her, we will be telling the Fire Lord that we distrust his request for peace,” Elder Kiugak argued back.

“We do distrust him!” Elder Oki spoke up. “It is enough that we are agreeing to having an Ashmaker here in our city. The request to make peace by setting that thing as our one day chief is an insult that will anger the Spirits and the people we have laid to rest in this ground. It is enough that it has come to this! We cannot allow him to think that he will be treated with anything except the suspicion and disdain that his kind requires, even —”

“Thank you, Oki,” Arnook interrupted, loud but steady.

If Oki was allowed to continue, his rant would only grow like an avalanche. There was not a single person in the Northern Water Tribe who was happy about the terms of peace that they had arrived at with Fire Lord Iroh. But they also all knew that the war could not continue. As much as they’d walled themselves off and had managed to escape from Azulon’s ruthlessness, it was only a matter of time. And the rest of the world had burned. This was as much admitting defeat gracefully as it was atoning for the years they’d been wilfully blind to the suffering of those elsewhere. Or, at least, Yue hoped so.

“Perhaps,” Elder Anik interjected, giving Yue a side look full of pity, “we should ask the princess what would make her feel safe and work from that.”

“Yue?” her father asked her, nearly free of inflection.

Yue took a deep breath and raised her head higher and painted a small smile on her face. “If it will make you feel better, then please give me a guard. But I feel that none are necessary.” Protests shot up from every corner of the room, but Yue kept her gaze forward and her head high. When her father’s sweeping gaze landed on hers again, she continued, seizing her opportunity to speak. “We have few men as it is; we cannot afford having many simply standing around me, idle. Especially since Prince Zuko is coming alone, without any guards, friends or even servants.”

“Princess Yue —”

“Princess—”

“— a Firebender and —”

“—the Ashmaker—”

“Prince Zuko,” Yue said, firmly emphasising his title, “has given his word and his consent to this marriage and this treaty as Fire Lord Iroh has. Master Pakku. You trust the Fire Lord, do you not?”

There was the faintest smile on Pakku’s face; an almost approval. “I do, Princess.”

“And I trust Master Pakku’s judgement. I also trust the judgement of my Elders and of my Chief. I choose to trust that they would not have offered me in marriage to somebody whom they believed was a dishonourable liar only coming here to kill or destroy or colonise. Am I wrong?” Still with a face of innocence, Yue looked from face to face. All but Pakku’s eyes slid from hers. Pakku was definitely smirking faintly. “I did not think so, because I know of the love you have for me and for this tribe. And I know that your hearts are set on peace. And so I choose to give Prince Zuko the benefit of the doubt, because that is what I wish to start my engagement on. That is what I wish to be the foundation of my marriage and Prince Zuko’s rule over this tribe one day.”

There was a ring of silence. “Princess,” Oki finally blustered. “You have a good and kind heart, but the Ashm— the Fire Nation is a treacherous—” He stopped as he realised how close he was coming to slandering his chief, the Fire Lord and the intelligence of those who had combed through the wording of the treaty and had finally accepted the terms. “What happens if he harms you?”

“Then I will go for help,” Yue replied, giving him a soft, gentle smile. “And if he kills me, then there are repercussions you can take on the Fire Nation. And Hahn will become the next chief, as was the original intent before this treaty. Elders, death is not something you can keep at bay. We all know this. I know this deeply.” She fingered her Spirit-touched white hair. “And I choose to believe in the Spirits, in our people, in the reported love Fire Lord Iroh has for his nephew, and in the good intentions of people who are soon to be tied with ours forever. We agreed to embrace them as members of our tribe. Let us not be as dishonourable as we are accusing them of being.”

Yue let them talk and argue and complain and half-slither around things they didn’t want to say outright after that, content that she had had her peace. When the meeting finally ended, her father motioned for her to stay, and she did so until they were alone. They walked out the hall side-by-side in a heavy silence.

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32 notes - Posted April 5, 2022

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Venus!

Full Name: Veronika Velveteen Lapin (goes by Venus)

Gender and Sexuality: mildly ambiguously female, demi/bisexual

Pronouns: She/they

Ethnicity/Species: Half human, half bunnyplu, but uses the shadows as a vessel to give her a separate physical form occassionally

Birthplace and Birthdate: Unknown birthday, she likely formed over time, in the same country hellhouse Bunny grew up in

Guilty Pleasures: restricting diet, heavy use of sarcasm, and quietly, shamefully, horribly, wishing in small moments to just be loved. Also just wanting to sew constantly, to dote on Bunny and the other one

Phobias: being vulnerable, especially to the wrong person. Taking up too much space. Many, many more

What They Would Be Famous For: I can’t think of anything theyd be famous for without being known, because she’s extremely evasive and doesn’t want to be known, so…

Probably a mediocre hot take on their personal tumblr blog that blew up beyond their mutuals, and now they regret making the post because everyone reblogs it and goes “so true” yeah bestie of course its true!!! EVERYONE FUCKING KNOWS!!!!

Or the exact same thing on their art blog; they made an ask meme once years ago and oh god, the regre t: ) All the notes clog up the reblogs they want to see from friends who write nice tags, but no!!! everyone has to tag the artist ask game don’t they!!!! TIP ME YOU FUCKS-

Anyways. +whatever Bunny'd get famous for of course

What They Would Get Arrested For: trespassing, as any shadow would

OC You Ship Them With: Probably anybunny Bunny would be shipped with would be fine and go unnoticed, but I also feel like Venus would be a tiny bit easier to ship with the ladies.. They can be a bit of a prince charming herself. We shall see :> (aka ill bother roulie w it)

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: Nette, accidentally thinking she’s an ofuck shadow and yeeting her, effectively killing both Venus and Bunny in one fell swoop :v woopsie

Favorite Movie/Book Genre: she likes watching historical dramas with Diana. Honestly tho shed watch nearly anything with someone if they asked, its one of her favorite ways to spend time with someone

Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: forgiving/healing the abuser. She’s tired of doing it herself and hates seeing the positive light of it in media

Talents and/or Powers: Being physically a shadow, she’s unaffected by travelling through the shadow realm. She can don shadow animal features(a jackalope). Being a bunnyplu, she has the ability to turn into a bunny blob and has a different reaction to gravity, like Bunny. She’s naturally very protective, but in stark contrast to most shadows, who are naturally very reactive, she has an extreme sense of apathy and disconnect.

Why Someone Might Love Them: She’s a part of Bunny, and shares many attributes with her. Venus as just Venus tho, can be very charming and doting. Their love language is to be here and give support (quality time maybe?)

Why Someone Might Hate Them: Venus seems like a bunny in a sour mood, or very closed off. Comes off as a bitch sometimes, can be very salty.

How They Change: Venus holds most of the trauma™. They have some skewed ideas about life and how eternally unsafe it all is. They hated Bunny, they’re in denial about the other one™.

She’s slowly changing to be more in the present time and letting her guard down. Letting people love them for who they are. Loving themselves and coming more together to work as one. I’d like to think one day they’ll all heal from their ED too (Bunny binges, Venus restricts, it’s… complicated)

One day, perhaps, though its scary to think of, she’ll stop contacting her mother. Or at very least set some heavy boundaries about not being the one to take care of her emotionally anymore.

Why You Love Them: Ummm it’s hard to say why I love Venus, but they understand why I do. Venus as a character is an important vessel the way that Rose is

Shes alsooooo idkifthisisveinbut shes a pretty character ;<; I just like her

#thank u again Zoeee <333 ill do your other two i just gotta find those middle names!!!! #oc askeses #venus #my ocs #doodle heaven #i cant wait for the day someone starts calling me offensive for giving my persona ~multiple personalities~ unbeknownst #that i do not fucking care :p

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I posted 1,325 times in 2022

That's 1,109 more posts than 2021!

85 posts created (6%)

1,240 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@property-of-diavolo

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I tagged 1,269 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#obey me - 885 posts

#obey me lucifer - 209 posts

#obey me mammon - 158 posts

#obey me diavolo - 88 posts

#obey me leviathan - 87 posts

#obey me simeon - 79 posts

#obey me barbatos - 77 posts

#obey me satan - 76 posts

#obey me solomon - 68 posts

#halloween - 53 posts

Longest Tag: 111 characters

#you know lucifer somewhere just violently sneezed and then glared suspiciously in whatever direction simeon was

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Somehow I’m losing my mind over Raphael’s bedroom. The partially eaten GIGANTIC apple just hanging out, the books and papers on the floor, the not-quite-made bed with the dangle blanket. I don’t know what I expected of him but this was not it and yet I’m loving it.

159 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

#4

so we all have a dark sense of humor in this fandom right? if that's not you, scroll past this, it's not going to hit your funny bone. (spoiler warning for lesson 16!)

okay so the way we have anniversaries in the devildom, what if MC has yearly anniversaries of the day they died?

like hear me out. i like belphie now, but i also feel like it's my diavolo-given right to remind him he's a little shit on a regular basis.

the boys wake up one morning to MC laying in the foyer with a banner hung over them "HAPPY ONE YEAR SINCE I DIED DAY!" we give belphie a sparkly birthday-style hat that says "I'M AN ASSHOLE" and pin a lil badge to his chest that says "MURDERER" and he has to wear it all day.

"it's been one year since belphie murdered me mid-hug and laughed about it!"

"it's been two years since the day belphie strangled me to death and then cackled maniacally in the foyer over my corpse!"

"happy three years since he brutally slaughtered me and then dragged my body through the house like a cat showing off its kill!"

but i feel like we would have to text mammon first to warn/remind him of the holiday i don't wanna traumatize my first man.

227 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

#3

Crying About Season 2 Episode 3

Putting everything under cuts because I don't want to spoil for people who haven't seen it yet.

I CONTINUE TO INSIST MC BE ALLOWED TO ABSOLUTELY ENCOURAGE LEVI'S NERDING OUT. As someone somewhere on the neurodivergent spectrum, I hyperfixate and obsess and nerd out hard on shows and games too. And I know how much it hurts when your friends and family mock you or tune you out or walk away from your excitement. And I know how much it means when they listen and get excited too and even if they don't care or understand they're happy just to see you happy.

And every time in the game when Levi starts getting excited and we're forced to like, not care or shut him down? NO. NO I REFUSE.

Anyway, specifically in this episode, I will admit Simeon's entirely un-subtle escape made me cackle

Followed by Luke's misery crawl after both his dads abandoned him like that

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260 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

#2

Cold Hands

Lucifer x MC (gender neutral)

Fluff, hand holding, fall vibes

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It's a chilly night in the Devildom, the breeze cutting straight through your clothes. Lucifer beside you doesn't even twitch, the breeze ruffling his hair so prettily you can't help but wonder if he's using magic for that effect. Maybe it's his sin reflecting onto you, but you tense your muscles stubbornly and refuse the shiver that arcs along your spine.

He glimpses you from the corner of his eye, watching you clench your jaw against the chattering. You don't seem to realize how you're squeezing his fingers, your bare skin prickling in his grasp, the leather gloves denying you any shared heat. He could tease you, comment on your fragile human flesh, your trademark stubbornness in refusing to ask for his jacket.

Or he could unfurl his wings, stretch them wide and then let them settle in a way that just so happens to curl loosely around you and block the worst of the wind. "Oh, you don't mind, do you?" he drawls, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "The breeze feels pleasant on them." He slips his hand from your grasp long enough to pluck off his gloves and tuck them gently into his pockets, then entwines your fingers with his.

The heat from his hand seeps to your bones and up your arm. "Not at all," you reply, biting back your smile. You know he's caught your chills, and more than that, your attempt to hide them from him. "And your hands? Do you like the feel of the breeze on those, too?"

He lifts your hand in his so he can press his lips to the back of it. His gaze remains locked with yours as he lingers, the warmth of his breath on your skin erasing any memory of cold. "I prefer the feel of you."

312 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Sometimes I think about how the other sorcerers must get BIG MAD at MC because they're the first and only human to have a pact with all seven sins, all seven lords of hell.

They should be wealthy beyond understanding, have limitless power, be everything good boys and girls fear about deals with the devil.

And instead they only call upon the pacts for like, stupid shit.

"I heard they summoned Lucifer yesterday???" "Yeah, don't get excited. They didn't want to have to call the cable company to cancel service so they asked him to do it for them."

"Yo, the new kid used their pact to call Satan here! Who died? I didn't see any wild death tolls on the news--" "I saw on Instagram they went to Barnes & Noble and then a shelter to pet cats."

"Did you see they had Beelzebub here last night? And he looked pissed." "I have a friend who works at Olive Garden. Apparently he found the limit to the unlimited salad and breadsticks."

"Was I seeing things or was Asmodeus in town? With Solomon, I assume?" "Nah, with his apprentice." "Oh, were they trying to seduce their way--" "They were trying out those new nail polish robots at Target."

"Ugh, did they summon Mammon? Why??" "Apparently they couldn't reach some of the spell components on a top shelf and didn't want to go get the step stool."

"The new kid is outside with Leviathan, and they're standing real close talking animatedly. You don't think he's scouting ahead for the Navy, do you?" "Nope, walked by them earlier. They're playing Pokemon Go."

"I'm pretty sure that's Belphegor in the lounge near the fireplace." "Yep. Apparently the new kid likes to shove their bare feet under him while he naps, says he's 'the perfect temperature'."

5,496 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

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🔮 🐍  ASRA WEEK 2022 💜💜💖

HELLO ASRA LOVERS, AND WELCOME TO OUR 2ND YEAR OF ASRA WEEK! GET READY FOR #asraweek2022

🦊 THEMES

Day 1 / June 7: Safe Trip / Welcome Back Day 2 / June 8:  Past / Future Day 3 / June 9: Together / Alone Day 4 / June 10: Sunrise / Midnight Day 5 / June 11: Magic / Mundane Day 6 / June 12: Upright / Reverse Day 7 / June 13: Happy Birthday, Asra! Or a Free Day, for you to do whatever you want in celebration of our fave magician!

🦊 FAQ

What's Asra Week 2022?

Asra Week is a fan event celebrating the birthday of our fave magician! Basically, it's just an event for fun to create fanworks and celebrate Asra's birthday

For the entire event, we release a new theme each day! We also share any and all fanworks made for the event! At the end of the week, we wish Asra a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY

(Here is the tag for Asra Week 2021 for the curious!)

Who can participate?

Do you love Asra? Do you want to join? Congrats, you are 100% eligible for this event!

What content is allowed?

Just about anything really. Fanart, fanfiction, fan edits, mood boards, whatever you  want, as long as it includes Asra in some way! The rule is to have fun and enjoy yourself

Mature content too?

Spicy/adult content and content with dark or otherwise heavy themes are certainly allowed! Don’t forget to put warnings, and the reblogs will be tagged appropriately too

However, if it’s not allowable within Tumblr guidelines, please provide content warnings and include an offsite link to the full content (ie links to Twitter, etc, wherever you're posting)

Sneak peeks & previews are optional!

Can my content include Asra interacting with my apprentice? With other characters?

Yes and yes! You can have Asra interacting with any number of the Arcana cast or your own OCs in your works.

Just don’t forget any content warnings if they’re applicable

Can I still participate if I’m late/do themes on different days?

Of course! The themes and dates are more of a suggestion to help spark inspiration. Don’t feel restricted by them, and definitely no worries on being late.

The blog will still continue to reblog and share Asra Week content even after the event is over

Will there be a specific event hashtag?

Yes! The hashtag is #asraweek2022, which will be tracked and all content will be shared here on ArcanaEventHub

You can also tag either @arcanaeventhub or @mimsicalwonderland in case your post doesn't show up in the tags or has been missed

I’m still confused/ I still have more questions!

Please direct any other questions to our inbox for further clarification. Anon is on, so don’t be shy :)

Hope to see yall for Asra week~ 🐍💖

#asraweek2022 #the arcana game #the arcana nix hydra #the arcana #asra alnazar #asra the magician #the arcana events #hello yall we re back & ready with another event! #aaaa so excite! lets have lots of fun this year tooooo 💖💖💖 #i hope this Asra week will be just as fun if not more so than the last #aeh events

[sav3-st4te]

November video project

I’m doing a series of recordings for a video I’m preparing, it should be done by Thanksgiving and I’m super excited for it. For the purposes of the gimmick, they’re each in different outfits so I’m using this post to talk about each outfit as I record them and what they mean to me. If for whatever reason you want to wait until I put up that video then spoilers ahead, I won’t get into specifics

Days left to record: 8

So, the point of the multiple recordings is that it’s a singing video, here is the first, baseline outfit

It’s just a white t-shirt.

I’m not gonna say it was anything like “Oh it stands out in a dark room”. It’s nice that it’s a neutral starting point, but really it’s just what I happened to wear. I have a lot of white t-shirts with small red stains on the shoulders, but that’s not wholly relevant, it’s just an item I wear a lot.

Day 2:

The first of the backing vocals for the song

A bear kigu with bear mittens

I got the main kigu piece as a birthday present last year, and as somebody who likes bears to a point where I made my ‘sona one, I quite like having this. The bear mittens are something I got at my first ever visit to a Hot Topic on November 4th and they’ve been my personality ever since, I felt like it really completed the look. Fun fact, the main paw bit can come down to make them fingerless gloves!

Ignore my messy room.

Day 3:

My brother got me sick and I’m hoping it doesn’t affect the video production process, but here’s today’s look

A bathrobe and tie.

I would like to make note that this is in fact a different white shirt from day 1. Going back to yesterday’s outfit notes, my fursona, Budge, is a grizzly normally wearing these two objects.

(Two little scrimblos right there) | (Art by TheCatThatDraws on Twitter)

The character was based of an outfit and a bit I created to do a funny thing at school, so naturally an homage to what the outfit ended up becoming would be included in this video.

Check back tomorrow, where I do my first recording of backing vocals at my mom’s house

Day 4: “The Mask” (updated 4:39PM 11/10/22)

Of all the days so far, this one was the biggest pain in the ass so far, it took like 8 takes to get it right. Anyway, behold:

The Daxon plate.

This little oddity is something I made in high school as part of some Advisory assignment I no longer remember the context of. This was very much in the “I’m either giving my characters a swoop of hair or none at all” phase of my development as an artist. Daxon, for those who don’t know, is the second lil guy seen in the drawn image above (the dragoncat). He was one of my first OCs and he is the favorite because of that. I decided to go with a long-sleeved grey shirt for this because Daxon has grey fur.

The bright side of this recording is that my face was covered, because hoo boy

The white balance of my lighting was not doing me any favors. You can’t even see the nose on Daxon.

Day 5: “Simon” (Continued in Reblog)

#small youtuber

[thanatos-nightshade]

I posted 14,052 times in 2022

That's 5,524 more posts than 2021!

13 posts created (0%)

14,039 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@olivegardenmenu

@willworkforcakes

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I tagged 762 of my posts in 2022

#ohshc - 11 posts

#fashion - 9 posts

#come back to this - 9 posts

#listen - 7 posts

#t-n talks - 6 posts

#art ref - 5 posts

#tbd - 5 posts

#food - 5 posts

#lmao - 5 posts

#screaming - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#a nutshell sorry not sorry also im not bragging about my artistic skills because for realsies i'm just slightly above average on them so li

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I finally did some art.

1 note - Posted March 3, 2022

#4

when you get this you have to answer with 5 things u like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)

I'm fucking adorable. I guess like shallow/narcissistic but more along the lines of generally I like how I look. There are some things that I don't like but they don't perturb me that much. Generally I think I'm adorable/cute and I like that but have the occasional issue with grander adjectives like beautiful/sexy that we won't get into because liking myself is enough.

I like that I'm good at art?? I'm not like fantastic but aaah to make this easier on me this can lead into my next one

I like my jack-of-all-trades thinking in that I don't really try to HONE one craft and instead try to experience things generally. For example, when it comes to art, I'm not that great digitally or traditionally, or musically, theatrically, or other. HOWEVER I have experience in all these areas ranging from oil paints, watercolors, ceramics, theater workshop, drama, choir, dance, sewing, crafts etc does gymnastics count? jk whatever So I like that I have not only had all the opportunities to try these but that I have tried to work on each of them a moderate amount we're working on sewing and crafting it's my lowest art stat rn followed closely by instruments

Let's see, I like my friend choices. I feel like all the friends I've made have been pretty good. Some have stuck around more than others but any friend GROUP that I've stuck with for a period of time like months to years, I always think about fondly. I don't think I've ever had like an insanely toxic friend or like a friend that would back stab me does that make me the toxic friend? Anyways, I feel like a lot of my life is colored by the friends/people I've surrounded myself with and yeah sure not all of my life is great but I made some nice friends and had some good shenanigans wherever I went.

Last but not least, I like my absolutely self indulgent/self insert nature. Listen, there is like no fandom that I have been a part of where I have NOT self inserted myself into in some way or another and god damn it NOBODYS GONNA DO THAT SHIT FOR YOU UNLESS YOU PAY THEM. I CAN PUT MYSELF INTO MY FAVORITE FANDOMS FOR FREE AND BY GOLLY I'M GONNA DO IT CAN'T STOP ME MY BRAIN IS A SELF INDULGENT THIRST MACHINE AND IT IS GOING

Anyways thank you so much for sending me this ask. It took me two days to get to it because I needed to sit down and think through these. I can't wait to send this to some of my followers!

2 notes - Posted May 23, 2022

#3

I'm posting this at night because I want to share this and then bury it in reblogs because this scares me

3 notes - Posted September 18, 2022

#2

My birthday is on the 6th so i cant help but think that scara being released then is hoyos bday gift to me (i may or may not cry if i dont pull him)

6 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I need to put diluc and dainsleif on either side of leon from dislyte because i swear to god its all i see

11 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

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I posted 1,127 times in 2022

That's 915 more posts than 2021!

239 posts created (21%)

888 posts reblogged (79%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@rainfrazier

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@ozymoron

@shootmeintheasse

@jervis-tetch-my-beloved

I tagged 421 of my posts in 2022

#wildbow - 60 posts

#worm - 48 posts

#parahumans - 41 posts

#potap readz pact - 39 posts

#ward - 22 posts

#taylor hebert - 15 posts

#alec vasil - 13 posts

#azkz - 11 posts

#anon - 10 posts

#regent - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

ive zeen zome poztz abt people findingg the s9 arc in worm boring and hard to get through. which iz wierd to me becauze whike the characterz themzelvez werent too interezting, they were ztill a whole mezz of new powerz and conflictz to deal with, ezpecially with the nomination gamez

47 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

#4

itz real to ME

48 notes - Posted August 3, 2022

#3

did a bunch of other characterz, here iz taylor!

54 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

#2

*inhalez*

AAAAAAAA

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66 notes - Posted February 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

" “Eh.  It’s hard to explain.  He cultivated us, bred for us, went miles out of his way to get us back if a member of his ‘family’ was taken from him.  Mounted a freaking crusade if it came down to it.  But when we were around, he paid almost no attention to us kids.  When he did pay attention, it was to discipline us or test us.  Discipline usually meant getting a dose of paralyzing terror for not listening to him, insulting him or even looking him in the eye, sometimes.  Testing happened on our birthdays or if he’d had a bad day… he’d try to set up a trigger event.  Not supposed to be so hard, given that we were second generation capes, obviously, but he started when we were eight or so.” “How old were you?  When your powers showed?” I asked, quiet, feeling intense pity not only for Heartbreaker’s victims, but for the kids in that situation. Whatever my feelings, Alec managed to look bored with the topic.  “Hard to tell.  Since I didn’t go to school, and nobody really kept records, I lost track of the years.  Ten or eleven, maybe.  I was his fourth kid to show powers, and there were eighteen or so of us when I left.  Most of ’em were babies, though.” Which made him, not Grue, the one of us with the most experience and seniority. Alec shrugged, “So yeah.  I worked for him for three or four years.  We did jobs, I learned the family trade.  Called myself Hijack at first.  He started to get on my case.  I think maybe he was having trouble affecting me the same way he did before my powers kicked in, so he compensated for that by riding me.  Pushed my limits, made me do stuff that was dangerous, stuff that was hard on my conscience.  Wanted me to break, beg him to stop, so he’d have leverage to get me to do what he wanted.” “And?” “And he ordered me to kill this foot soldier for a group trying to push us out of their territory.  After I was done, he told me I did it wrong, that I had to do it again with a captive we’d taken, and I knew no matter what I did, he’d make me keep doing it.  Just another way of pushing my limits.  I had convinced myself I didn’t care about the people I was hurting or about this guy I’d just killed, and maybe I didn’t.  Maybe I don’t, still.  Dunno.  But it was so pointless.” He shrugged, “I didn’t see a real reason to stay.  Walked away.  Changed my name, got fresh ID, changed my villain name too.” He’d killed someone on his father’s orders, which made him the second killer in the group. Armsmaster must have dug up that detail & drawn the right conclusions after connecting Alec to his prior alter ego. “When did this happen, this killing?” I asked, quiet, “How old were you when you killed that guy?” “Hmm.  I’d been gone for about two years before the boss got in touch with me, which was about this time last year, so three years ago.  I would’ve been twelve or thirteen.” "

196 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

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