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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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Dance With Me
Steve Harrington x Reader
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After the demodog attacks, Steve realizes how much (Y/N) actually means to him. In true Steve nature, he doesn't say anything and they end up helping Dustin get ready for the Snowball.
//AN: This is a part of a series I have written in my head with my OC, so there are some things that may come out of the left field but that is why. If yall are interested in the whole series, please let me know and I will definitely write it!
Warnings: Fluff, mention of possible reader death, Reader with injuries (mentions of Reader in a skirt but who says a guy can't wear a skirt)
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Steve pulls up to Hawkins Middle School, "Love is a Battlefield" by Pat Benatar playing over his radio. You are in the back seat and Dustin sits nervously in the passenger seat.
"Here we are. So remember, once you get in there,"
"Just act like I don't care." Dustin finishes Steve's statement while you roll your eyes.
"You don't care."
"I don't care!" Dustin says it with more force this time, trying to will the action into existence.
"There you go, you're learning my friend. You're learning." You are surprised you haven't smacked the hair right off of Steve's head yet. Steve has been telling Dustin stuff like this for a few weeks and he's been hanging on every word, no matter how many times you try and tell Dustin something different.
He goes to check his hair in the mirror again until Steve covers it and pulls it away. "Hey," "What" "Come on, you look great okay? You look great okay? Now you're gonna go in there. Look like a million bucks, and slam dead." Steve gives his pep talk with a chorus of "Yeahs" thrown in from the boy next to him.
"Like a lion!" Dustin purs, you and Steve visibly cringe at this and say in tandem, "Don't do that." He immediately nods and says, "Okay."
"Good luck." The boys shake hands and Dustin starts to get out of the car.
"Hey, Dustin? You've got this buddy. Be yourself." You smile at him and he gives a small smile back before going into the gym. The two of you sit there for a moment, Steve staring into the building. You follow his eyes and see he's staring at Nancy. You sigh and climb into the front seat.
"Go park."
"What?" He looks at you as if you were speaking a different language.
"Steve go pull over into a parking spot." Dumbfounded, he pulls over into a parking spot further away from the school. You turn your body in the seat so you're facing Steve before you start talking again.
"Breakups are hard. I've had a few and all of them sucked. I mean you saw me after breaking up with Billy right? I found that it's easiest to get over them when you have your mind on something else. So I guess what I'm trying to say is, do you want me to help you get your mind off of it?"
Steve completely breaks at your question. His face heats up and his ears turn bright red. "I- I mean I- I don't know if that's a good idea here-"
"Ew pervert not that, we're at a middle school gross. It's a simple yes or no question. What'll it be?" Steve lets out a breath of relief, but his face is still red.
"Um yeah, get my mind off it." You grin and get out of the car. "Time After Time" by Cyndi Lauper can be heard from the gym as you walk around to his side of the door.
"Come dance with me." He opens the car and steps out.
"What?"
"Dance with me, Harrington."
You hold out your hand to him. Steve looks you up and down, the baggy pullover you stole earlier that day covers the bandages on your side, while the skirt you wore barely covered the white bandages on your thighs. He takes your hand and places it on his shoulder. He goes to put his hands on your waist but quickly removes them when he sees you wince. "Sorry, where can I.." You place his hands on your hips, which only have a few bruises thankfully, before returning your hands to his shoulders. The two of you swayed to the music, reveling in the quiet for a moment.
"I never thanked you for saving my life, Steve. I thought I was a goner for sure." "It wasn't me, it was Hopper. He-" You cut Steve off. "He told me what happened. You were the one who ran after me and found me. You were the one who called for help. Hopper may have stopped the bleeding and did the chest compressions, but you, Steve Harrington, quite literally breathed air into my lungs. I am alive because of you."
"It was reckless of you (Y/n)...you shouldn't have let that dog chase you. It was badass but we almost lost you. I almost lost you." Steve sighs and holds you a little tighter.
"It's okay now though, I'm here and safe. We're both safe. So let's just enjoy tonight like nothing ever happened, okay?" He nods and you bring your arms down to be on his waist, laying your head on his shoulder.
The two of you dance the next few songs before getting back in the car. Faint blushes cover both of your faces. You look at the clock and back at Steve.
"Did Dustin eat before you picked him up?" Steve nods.
"His mom made him eat before he got dressed so he wouldn't stain anything. Why?" A loud growl erupts from your stomach which answers Steve's question immediately. "We've got a couple of hours to spare before we have to pick the kids up, why don't we go get a bite and come back."
"That sounds like a great plan." You nod at him and he pulls off down the road.
'He looks happy...maybe this is for the best.' You think as you drive off into the night.
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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My Kids Think I’m A Cooler DM Pt. 2
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Eddie Munson x Reader
Eddie gets his chance to show off his DM skills to Lady Chaos, the freshmen’s original DM.
AN: I got quite a few requests to do a pt. 2 so here it is! I’m so glad you liked the first one and I hope this one holds up!
Part 1
(Warnings: Cursing, suggestive language, flirting/bullying Jason, mentions of weed)
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Finding the Hellfire Club room was a lot more difficult than you thought it was going to be. You didn’t go to Hawkins High after your freshman year, you went to some fancy ass private school in the next town over.
Asking for directions wasn’t helping either. You stop a girl in the hallway and when she was about to respond, a blond kid in a letterman jacket speaks up.
“What is that freak using you as their virgin sacrifice?” You slowly turn to him and tilt your head to the side. “I’m sorry?” “That cult is going to use you as their virgin sacrifice, I’d run the other way and never turn back.” You cracked your neck. Putting trust fund assholes like this guy in there place ended up being your favorite pastime in high school.
You step closer to him. “Jason is it?” You run a finger over the embroidery on his jacket. “A virgin sacrifice refers to someone who’s blood hasn’t been used in ritual sacrifice before..therefore mine wouldn’t work, yours on the other hand would be perfect. Though as far as the other meaning of the word, you wouldn’t be able to handle me baby boy. I’d ruin you in two seconds flat.”
The color drains from the jock’s face and you give him a sickeningly sweet smile. “Now. Where is the Hellfire Club room?”
The boys were setting up for their session and Eddie was starting to grow more and more impatient. “Eddie she’ll be here, I’m sure she just got lost.” Dustin speaks up, all three boys start to feel anxious about what would happen if you didn’t show.
“If your champion doesn’t show, she must forfeit the challenge and-“ The door swings open and Jason of all people walks in. He doesn’t make eye contact with anyone when you walk into the club room.
“Ah I was starting to think you weren’t coming M’lady.” Eddie bows dramatically to you, all the previous tension left the rest of the group. “You thought I wasn’t going to come and beat your ass Munson? You were very mistaken.” He shoots you a grin and finally acknowledges Jason. “As much and I am happy to see you, why is he here?”
“Learning a lesson. Don’t be rude Jason, say hello.” The very condescending and cocky voice you use is only known by anyone here as a voice from your campaign. Seeing it in a real life situation was weird.
“Hello…Munson..” Jason struggles to call Eddie anything other than ‘freak’, but he didn’t which makes everyone in the room audibly gasp. “Okay Jason that’s enough now, you may go.” He quickly leaves after you say that, running to basketball practice like a dog with its tail between his legs.
There was a moment of silence before Mike yells, “What the hell was that?!” You grin. “A magician never reveals their secrets.” You wink at Eddie and you both sit down to start the session.
“Not bad sir, not bad at all.” You approach Eddie once the game ends. “I do have some ideas though if you’re willing to hear them.” Eddie pauses for a second, Gareth comes up behind him and whispers, “Dude ask her out!” He glares over his shoulder and tells everyone to get out. “Except you of course, Lady Chaos.” They all leave so it is just the two of you.
“I’d love to share my ideas over something to eat if that’s okay with you.” You realized when Gareth said that, Eddie wasn’t going to ask you, so you did first. His face flushes red before he nods. “Yeah sure that actually sounds fun, I’m in.” Eddie smiles and throws an arm around your shoulders. “But first I need to know, what did you do to Jason and can you teach me?” You laugh as you both start walking out of the school. “I can tell you, but I’m afraid you don’t have the…assets to be able to actually do it.” He throws his head back in laughter, slightly understanding the interaction more. Eddie starts towards his van and you to your car. He stops and turns to you. “Are you coming m’lady?” You look between him and your car, shrug, and head over to him.
“You know you’re allowed to call me (Y/n) right?” He nods and opens the passenger door. “Yeah but I like to call you m’lady. Makes me feel respectful.” You giggle softly and hop up into the van that smelled like weed. Eddie climbs in and speeds off, heading towards a diner closer to the edge of town.
“No fucking way, you said that to Jason Carver!?” You sip on a milkshake, telling Eddie the story about earlier in the day. “Yes! His face went so pale so fast! It was hilarious.” Eddie laughs and looks back up to you. “Ya know, I really like hanging out with you (Y/n), you’re actually really cool.” “What? You didn’t think I was going to be insanely cool and awesome?” You joke and he starts trying to backtrack. “I’m kidding Eddie, I think you’re cool too.”
At the end of the night, Eddie takes you back to the school so you could get your car and drive back home. “Thank you for tonight Eddie, it was a lot of fun.” “You are very welcome my dear lady, have a good night.” He smiles and you kiss his cheek before getting into your car. Eddie’s face turns a bright shade of red as he watches you drive off into the night.
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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I absolutely need a part two for My kids think I'm the cooler DM I live for the competition!
I’m actually in the process of working on it! I’m glad you like it 🥰🥰
So be on the lookout for it later today or tomorrow!
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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My Kids Think I’m the Cooler DM
Eddie x Reader
In which Lucas, Dustin, and Mike tell Eddie they can’t play in a spur of the moment Hellfire session because their first ever DM was back home from college.
(AN. Fem. Aligned use of the words “girl” and “lady” Pretty much self indulgent, I am a DM myself so having a who’s the better Dungeon Master fight seems fun; no warnings other than cursing)
Requests are open!
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“Sorry Eddie we can’t play tonight, it was too short notice.”
“Sinclair you are already on my shit list for missing the beginning of last week’s session because of your stupid laundry basket game.” Eddie slams his hands down on the lunch table, making all three of the freshmen jump.
“Seriously it won’t happen again, it’s just-“
Mike was quickly cut off by Dustin, the only one who knows he can diffuse the situation.
“It’s just that our old DM is coming into town and we only ever get to play this campaign like twice a year!”
“Is this that Byers kid you were telling me about?” Eddie seemed to be calming down more, he knows how hard planning outside sessions can be.
“Oh no, this is the person that taught Will everything he knows!” Mike responds, nudging Lucas to talk the former game master up.
“Yeah Chaos is totally awesome Eddie!” He paused before looking at Dustin, “I grant you this one pass, on account of I brought up the session today” The boys began to cheer before Eddie cut them off once again. “And, I will be making an appearance tonight to meet this so called ‘Chaos’.”
The boys didn’t exactly tell their old DM that Eddie was going to be there. They knew you’d be apprehensive to meeting him, even more so seeing you run your game. There have been times in the past where players, specifically male players, judged you for being a DM. So you weren’t too keen on letting people into your group. They knew you would say no if they had asked you if Eddie could watch so it was just better for them to ask forgiveness.
The time had finally come. You were back home in Hawkins for about a week due to spring break. It has been almost a year since your last session and you wanted to make it the best possible. Your parents had let you deck out the basement completely as your D&D room so there was full ambience. You took red, purple, and gold scarves and put them over lamps to create colored lighting, the foam setting was intricately built in the middle of your giant game table, and the snack table was covered with pizza, drinks, and any other snacks teens would die for. You were proud of the work you’ve done over the past few years, it was actually starting to look like an actual dungeon.
The sound of loud footsteps shakes you from your thoughts, you look over to the clock and it reads 7 o’clock. As if on cue, your three favorite dipshits come running down the stairs.
“Chaos!” Mike, Lucas, and Dustin nearly tackle you to the ground with a hug. “Holy shit you are all so big now!” It has been about a year in a half since you’ve seen them so it makes sense. You knew that Will had moved to California which was sad because you had taken him under your wing for so long. “I take you all got the letters I sent?” They all nod excitedly. “Great, now my intrepid heroes, go be seated and we will start momentarily.”
Just as you were about to sit down, you hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. You were just expecting it to be one of your parents but they were out for the night so it couldn’t possibly be them. The freshmen look at the door, knowing who it was but they looked terrified either way. You put a finger over your mouth as you grab a nearby prop sword. The basement door swings open and you swing the sword. A chorus of screams from everyone as your weapon makes contact with the intruder’s stomach. He doubles over, clutching his midsection. “Ow what the hell!” “Who the hell are you?!”
You’re still pointing your sword when Dustin steps between you and the curly haired guy. “Chaos, this is Eddie Munson, Eddie, this is (Y/n) (L/n) or Chaos.” Dustin turned to you, “he invited himself, I was just about to tell you then he came down the stairs. He’s our current DM, can you please lower your arm?” You put the sword back in its stone and sit down at the head of the table, behind your screen.
“If he must join us, he will keep his mouth shut and watch the session. Maybe he’ll learn a thing or two.” Eddie now realized why the freshmen weren’t as scared of him as people normally are, this lady was terrifying. Though he was immediately drawn into the session before it even started. He was intrigued. As soon as everyone takes their seats, you begin to tell your tale.
Many hours and pizzas later, the session came to a conclusion. The boys were all on the edge of their seats when you started setting up the story for the next session. They all started packing up their things when Eddie approached you.
“That was…incredible! I wasn’t expecting something like that from-“ “A girl?” You cut him off defensively, you thought you know what was coming. “No! I was going to say from someone so hot..I can see why they call you Chaos, that was awesome!” You relax a little, laughing over his sentiments. “I know I’m great, and now I haven’t seen you DM but I’m pretty sure that my kids think I’m a better DM.” “Oh we will have to see about that one. We have a session a few days from now, if you’re brave enough to show.” “I might take you up on that one. May the best DM win.” You smile sticking a hand out for Eddie to shake. “I will see you then, Lady Chaos. Have a good night.” He turns your hand over and brings it to his lips.
Dustin, Lucas, and Mike start snickering and making fun of you two before you both turn and glare at them. “Alright get out of my house.” They all run off, Eddie leaving last and sending you a wink before running up the stairs. Maybe visitors weren’t such a bad thing.
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Part 2 is out now!
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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HI! could u do a robin buckley x reader where the reader works w her and steve at family video, and shes like not that talkative and robin makes it her mission to get to know her because she thinks shes pretty LOL? thank u!
Getting to Know You
Robin x reader
(No warnings I think, Keith being gross, Robin and Steve sharing one braincell)
Requests are open!
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Look, if you told yourself from two years ago that you had to give up the safety of your job at The Book Spot for one at the Family Video, you wouldn’t believe it. The sweet lady who owned the book store loved you and was a family friend, so it was even harder for her to tell you she had to let you go. They couldn’t keep you employed because of losing funding from the mall, now the next issue, you needed a new job.
At the time of applying, Family Video seemed like the best option. It was like the book store but just with movies, it’ll still be a quieter environment or at least that’s what you thought. When you came in on your first day, dawning your new green vest, you immediately regretted your decision when you saw Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley loudly bickering about something behind the counter and Keith sitting in the back eating popcorn with his mouth open.
Meanwhile, the conversation between Steve and Robin became one-sided. Steve kept talking while Robin stared at you, full blown deer in the headlights moment.
“Rob- Robin, are you even listening?” Steve waves his hands in front of her face to get her attention.
“Who is that?”
“Who is who?”
Robin rolled her eyes. “The new girl dingus! How are you so blind?”
Steve looked over to you before turning back to his best friend. “Oh her? I think her name’s like (Y/n) or something like that. She used to work at the bookstore that Dustin dragged me to all the time. But good luck talking to her, I’ve only ever heard her say like four words.”
“Was it ‘I won’t date you’? Because that would be perfect.”
“Oh ha ha very funny. And no that’s not what she said…it was ‘I’m sorry but no.’” Robin starts cackling at Steve’s misfortune when you walk up to the counter.
“(Y/n), I see you haven’t met Robin yet, so here introduce yourself.” Steve pushes her forward towards you and leaves to pretend to be working. The brunette silently curses him before turning back to you. “Hi I’m Robin, but I guess Steve already said that.” “(Y/n)…” The two of you sit there in awkward silence for a moment when a customer comes in and breaks the tension. You go back to work, re-alphabetizing the children’s movies.
This interaction goes on for a month or two and Robin still knows very little about you. Any time she asks you something it’s met with a short answer and Steve adding another tally to the Robin Sucks board. Her crush on you has only grown and it’s becoming increasingly difficult for her to have any hope for a relationship.
“Look Robin if you want to get anywhere with her, you just have to ask her out.” Steve said as he drops another stack of tapes that need to be rewound. “Steve it’s not that simple! I can’t just go up to her like you do and be all like ‘Hey (Y/n)! I think you’re super pretty and I would really like to take you out sometime!’ Because that will never go over well Steve!” “You never know.” He shrugs but it seems like he was the only one to notice you blushing in the corner of the room.
The next day, the three of you are closing up the store and you go over to Steve when Robin’s back is turned. “Hey..can I have the keys? I’ll lock the doors I just…” You look back at Robin and he gives you a knowing look, handing you the keys. “Alright I’m going to take the trash out back don’t wait up, (Y/n) has the key.” Steve grabs the bags and makes a speedy exit towards the back door.
“What’s that about? He hates taking the trash out.” Robin looks around confused as you step towards her. “Robin..” At this point she starts to panic. “(Y/n) what’s going on because of you’re gonna beat me up I should let you know I fought Russians last summer and I’m not as uncoordinated as I look an if Steve put you up to this I’m gonna steal his car and drive away forever to hide from my shame-“ You stopped her rambling by putting your hand over her mouth. “Just listen..please.” She nods and you take your hand away. You breathe deeply and look at her.
Robin stares at you for a moment, trying to comprehend all of the words you just said because let’s face it, it was really fast. “Please tell me this isn’t an elaborate prank, I know it’s not a dream because in my dreams you wouldn’t be asking me out in a Family Video.” She begins to ramble again and you just smile. “No it’s not a prank, I’ll pick you up on Friday at 6:30 okay?” “Okay..” Robin stared in awe as you kiss her cheek before handing the keys back to Steve, who just returned from the trash bin.
“Goodnight Robin.” You smile and walk out the front doors. “Goodnight…” She turns to Steve, who pats her on the back and says, “You are absolutely whipped, let’s go.”
Robin couldn’t wait for Friday night.
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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a sweet max x fem!reader, where shes holding the reader and stroking her hair, reassuring her that she’ll be okay. there’s cheesy music in the background, and reader is trying hard not to cry because she could lose max any day.
We Belong
Max x fem!reader
(Angst maybe some comfort?/ Season 4 pt. 1 spoilers)
Requests are open!
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When Max gave you her letter, it all became so real. You’ve known about the Upside Down from the start but nothing ever happened to you. You sit and stare at the envelope in your hands, almost missing Max say, “Don’t open them now, open them after..y’know.”
Her bright blue eyes glance over to yours before you get up and lock yourself in the bathroom.
“Maybe she-“ Dustin started to say before Steve smacked his hand and he shut up. Max waited a few painfully awkward minutes before following you.
“(Y/n)? Can I come in?” She heard you sniffling behind the door for a second and then there is a click. The door pushes open and Max sits on the floor next to you.
By this point, someone, probably Steve, turned on the radio and “We Belong” by Pat Benatar started playing throughout the trailer.
“(Y/n) look I’m sorry…it’s just a precaution.” You take a moment to breathe and blink back some coming tears.
“You’re not going to die Max. I’m not going to let that happen. You mean so much to me and I can’t lose you. I will find a way to keep you here alive and safe, even if it kills me because I love you Max!”
The redhead gasps and you stare at her with wide eyes. That was the first time either of you had said that. Hell only Robin and Steve know about your relationship and Steve only knows because him and Robin share the same braincell.
“You what?” Her eyes widened, tears building up slowly.
“I love you Max..” You said, quieter this time, as if you were trying to let the words become familiar with the phrase. She hugs you tightly and buries her face in your neck.
“We’ll figure a way out of this okay? Even if it means I have to wear these stupid headphones the rest of my life. But I’m not going to leave you okay? I…I love you too (Y/n).”
“Okay Max, I trust you.” You tighten your grip around her and for a moment, there was peace.
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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Hi! Saw your post about request being open... And may i suggest a Billy x reader x Eddie? With the three of them being metalheads in love? I don't care about the gender of the reader. Thank u :)
Of course!!! Thank you so much for your request! I hope you like it!
Three’s Company
Billy x reader x Eddie
(Fluff, mentions of smoking and alcohol)
Requests are open!
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* You met Eddie when you were working at the local music store in Downtown Hawkins. He crashed into a rack of Cyndi Lauper cassette tapes while staring at you teaching a kid a few chords on guitar. You became inseparable after that.
* About a year after, Billy met the both of you, once again at the music shop but it was a themed open mic night, unfortunately it was the country night but you as an employee have to participate.
* You and Eddie did a killer cover of “Jolene” by Dolly Parton which Billy just had to compliment personally, then taking you both out to go and listen to “real music”.
“Look Eds, I know Master of Puppets is your go to song but Mr. Crowley sounds so much better.” Eddie scoffs at your statement before taking another sip of the beer in his hand.
“They’ve got a point y’know.”
“You both wound me!” Eddie said, dramatically falling backwards in the backseat of Billy’s car, which was expertly parked on the edge of Lover’s Lake, close enough to the water to see the reflection of the sunset and stars but far enough away to not get wet feet when you step out.
“Besides! You can’t even put them in the same category! Ones Metallica and the other is Ozzy!”
“Okay babe I’ll let you think that. Not like it literally won in the polls at the shop last month.” You looked over the seat to continue your argument with your pouting boyfriend, when Billy put a hand on your shoulder and kissed your temple.
“Let him pout back there doll, let’s have the albums speak for themselves.” He put the cassette in and the Blizzard of Ozz album started blasting through the speakers. Billy rolled the windows down so you all could smoke and not be hotboxed in, before you both climbed into the back with Eddie. The three of you got comfortable, Billy as the de facto big spoon, and you being the shortest of the trio, snug safely between the two of them. This was perfection to you, the lake, the loud music, and the two people you loved the most.
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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(Not my gif!)
Ahoy ladies, lads, and enby sailors who fall in between! My inbox is open for requests!
I will write for anyone in Stranger Things but I can’t guarantee I will do some of them (Peter/Jason) any justice. (I won’t write for Erica, she’s 11…)
So if you are interested in some nice angst, steamy scenes, tooth rotting fluff, or anything to distract you from the clusterfuck that was S4P2 because we are all living in denial, the rules are below!
• Rules •
I will not for any circumstances write smut about the children. None whatsoever.
I try to keep my fics as gender neutral as possible. (Usually writing in second person helps with that) If you want a specific gender for the fic, please specify that in your ask!
I do not tolerate bigotry, homophobia, misogyny, racism, or any other isms unless it is directly related to the story. (For example anything with Neil)
18+ If you are requesting smut, please be 18+. Once again, I will not be writing for anyone under age in this category!
18+ As for kinks I’m a pretty open person, I will not write for knife kinks or kinks having to do with human waste. Other than that, I would just ask first and if I’m not sure/uncomfortable writing one, I’ll DM you and work something out!
Happy Asking!!
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ghostdaichi · 2 years
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reblog to kick the duffers in the ribs
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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dont support industries that are driving animals to extinction thank you!
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“E farà male il dubbio do non essere nessuno Sarai qualcuno se resterai diverso dagli altri Ma c’hai solo vent’anni”
“And it will hurt to doubt that you are nobody You will be someone if you remain different from the others But you are only twenty years old "
from VENT’ANNI by Måneskin
@justwaitillbethereinasecond
if the last lines of the last song you heard were to be your last words, what would they be?
(tag some friends to keep the game going)
You are my first anon and you make me start a cool game! You should have a prize! 😁
The last song I heard was Time to pretend (MGMT)
We were fated to pretend
Quite fatalistic but neat last words, it’s something a romantic heroine from the lower class would say to his high-born lover as she dies from consumption! I’m all on board!
I’ll tag @nanunanu22 @arquitecturadelanada @gemgirl28 @evergreenonthehorizon @kinzjoydragon @stitch1830 if you want!
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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No that’s nail polish, I think it’s the drummer from the rock band Rush
who even are you. like what did you write
I have no idea. Let me see if anyone else in this ask place knows.
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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Wtf did I just read?
I bet Jar Jar is fucking hung like a whale. God he can raw me anyday.
I spent like two? Three? Entire weeks with this sitting in my askbox and I just. I got nothing. What could I possibly answer? I tried all the “nope” gifs in this god forsaken website, I tried to draw what my face looks like every time I read this, I tried to find fanart of jar jar with his wang out and the universe was kind enough to me so that I couldn’t find any. I got nothing. Nada. Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. What am I gonna say? What in god’s name am I gonna say to that?!
You see, I wanna fuck general grievous. I do. I want him use all his four arms to simultaneously pull both my arms back and touch my tits as he fucks me with his mecha-schlong. I do. I wanna fuck darth Maul, pre-legs cut off or post metal legs+metal dick enhancement. I wanna lick those horns. Okay? I wanna fuck darth vader. Boy, oh, boy, I do. I wanna hear that hard breathing and wrap my legs over that dramatic cape while he force-chokes me and we do the do. Am I a weird robot-fucker? You bet your ass I am! Am I a tad too much on the horny side? Probably. Did I extrapolate my right to be horny on main? Fucking sue me. But this. THIS.
How do you want me to face my family and all the three (3) friends I have irl? How do you want me to walk into an elevator with a bunch of strangers and when an old lady says “the weather has been a little hot lately, isn’t it weird?” just to do small talk like every fucking old people I don’t know do, how do you expect me not to answer her with “y’know what’s weirder, someone at this very moment is thinking about Jar Jar Binks going balls-deep in them and I cannot talk about this to anyone and the knowledge of this? it’s eating me alive. ALIVE, ma’am, and I don’t mean this as some sick vore reference. Someone’s dreaming of those popped-up eyes, of that weird high-pitched voice screaming MEESA COMING while they’re filled up by Jar Jar Bink’s thick seed, and I’m just standing here while this very notion rots me to the core, taking all life away from me. It’s a nightmare. My entire life, a nightmare, because of an anon message from a horny jar jar fucker on tumblr. This is my floor now, ma’am, have a good day”
I leave the elevator. I probably have an appointment, but I can’t remember where, or what for. I sit down on the floor by the elevator doors. I sob for a full minute. I take the elevator back downstairs, I walk home, I collapse in bed and rub one out thinking of darth vader. I feel better.
Five minutes later, I think about this ask again, and my whole world collapses again. It’s only Tuesday. I sigh heavily and sit down to write this reply.-
Edit: a lot of this is exaggeration. Some of it is true. You get to pick what exactly.
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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This is so sweet!! I love it a lot!!
Salutations! I’m 17, (she/they) and I don’t have a gender preference. I am an INFP, a 8w7 (even tho it technical doesn’t exist), and an Aries. I really like the heart envelope but either is fine! I feel like I’m a natural leader and I’m very driven, yet awkward and nerdy, many people have called me the mom friend! I love theatre and band as well as volleyball, basically anything that has to do with performance. My favorite music is alternative or just sad gay. My ideal first date would either be a night in watching movies, stargazing, or ice skating. (Though, ghost hunting is pretty great!)
Ah thank you for the appreciation of my dream ghost hunting date, and thank you for reaching out! And, your secret admirer is. . .
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Momo Yaoyorozu!
Her sign: Libra! Ugh, she is such a softie. Libras have huge hearts full of love. She is the kind who is in love with the idea of love. She'll often go out of her way to please her partner and do the best she can to be there for you.
Her personality type: ISFJ! She is a natural romantic. Her main love language is most likely acts of service, wanting to care for you and make sure you appreciate her for what she can do to help you. That being said, it may take a little while to get her to overcome her initial shyness.
Her enneagram: 1w2! She'll come into the relationship with an idea of what it should be to her, a goal if you will. And she'll make the relationship her ideal- which really is to just be happy and have you cared for.
A little drabble for you:
The universe is large and vast, filled with planets, stars, and mysteries. The Earth is a small thing amongst all of that, filled with its own little universe of billions of people. Billions of people, and she was lucky enough to find you.
You were beyond comprehension to her. The way you always carried yourself with such ease, always so full of care for those around you. She couldn't help but be absolutely smitten by you.
And so there you both lay, sprawled out on a blanket under the night sky, a picnic basket of discarded food and drinks next to you. Your arm was next to hers, brushing against her's softly. She watched as you pointed up at the sky with the other arm.
"And that one, that's Draco."
Yaoyorozu looked over at you, rather than looking at the sky. The way your eyes sparkled, your smile wide. You looked over at her, both of your blushes growing.
You extended your hand to hers, linking your pinkies together. You gave her a soft wink, and turned back to pointing at the sky. But Yaoyorozu kept watching your eyes instead.
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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PREACH
WHEN WILL PEOPLE STOP HATING ON OTHER PEOPLES SHIPS!!!
PEOPLE DON'T SHARE THE SAME OPINOM AS YOU BIG DEAL GET OVER IT.
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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I feel like the first class you played in DND tells a lot about you
Reblog and put in the tags what your first class was
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ghostdaichi · 3 years
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DONE
I NEED SOMEONE TO WRITE MHA DADS WITH TRANSGENDER CHILD
LIKE FATGUM TAKING CARE OF TRANS KIRI WHEN HE GETS TOP SURGERY
OR HOW THEY WOULD REACT TO THEM COMING OUT AS TRANS
REEEEEEEE
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