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plumbaleena · 3 months
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Spice Up Your Sim's Calendar with Custom Seasonal Activities!
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The Sims is boring AF right? Well, we have to always come up with creative ideas to make this game more interesting and THANKFULLY there are many mods to help us with that! However, you don't always have to have mods to make the game a little more fun, and here's one example of that! Calendar ideas!
🌼 S P R I N G
Calendar day ideas /
🌼 Egg hunt day / set up your calendar to have the cute little bouncy flower bunny come and celebrate while colorful eggs pop up around your home! Take spring pictures, dress in matching outfits and have a picnic outside!
T r a d i t i o n s / Egg hunt, flower bunny
🌼 Spring break / Take a week off with your family to go on a vacation, maybe to the beach, or even the woods for memories to last a lifetime.
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel
🌼 Spring cleaning / Take time to clean your house, move some things around, get rid of things. Start fresh!
T r a d i t i o n s / Cleaning
🌼 Earth day / Plant some flowers, herbs or vegetables, tend to your garden, pick up trash and maybe go help someone else with their garden too.
T r a d i t i o n s / Gardening, cleaning
🌼 April fool's / Do mischief and silly things to other sims, maybe prank some toilets or buzz some hands, who knows maybe you'll find something about mischief that tickles your fancy.
T r a d i t i o n s / Mischief spirit
🌼 Mother's day / Have your littles make spring crafts for mom, help to make her breakfast, or serve up some tea or lemonade. Head over to her house for a visit if you're on your own and spend the day together maybe even go to the spa!
T r a d i t i o n s / Give flowers, give gifts, tell stories, thankful spirit
🌼 Spring fling/dance / Take your sims to a spring formal where you can dance the night away (preferably not the cowpoke) and dress in light pastels for sweet matching photos.
T r a d i t i o n s / Party spirit, art & music spirit
🌼 Flower festival / Head on over to a flower field, and give flowers to those you hold dear. Spend the day outside enjoying nature or putting a flower crown in your hair and soak in the sun while you take a stroll.
T r a d i t i o n s / Give flowers
🌼 Love/Valentine's day / Take your loved one on a date to a romantic spot you wouldn't normally go. Make sure to enjoy each other's company and no phones allowed! Slow dance under the moonlight, or steal a kiss under the stars. Don't have someone? Make it a gal/palentines day instead! Enjoy spending time with your favorite friends watching movies, having popcorn or even indulging in a pillow fight.
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a date, [or if single, invite guests], romantic spirit, watch romantic tv
🌼 Daddy/Daughter dance / Take your little princess to a dance she'll never forget. Dress up in matching colors and treat her like she's the queen for the day! Take lots of pictures to forever remember that special day.
T r a d i t i o n s / Art & music spirit
🌴 S U M M E R
Calendar day ideas /
🌴 Father's day / Celebrate good old dad with some summer crafts, a bbq, and a hang out by the pool. Toss a football around, maybe kick back a few EAPA's and have a day to remember with your pops.
T r a d i t i o n s / Bar-B-Que, drinking, give gifts, tell stories, thankful spirit
🌴 Summer vacation / Take a week off with the family to the beach and celebrate the summer while the kids are out of school and enjoy times in the sand, swimming in the ocean, and even catching some fish!
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel
🌴 Slip 'n Slide day / Take the fun of the sun outside and enjoy a day full of water! Head over to the water park in San Sequoia, or bring it home with a splash pad and water balloons. Spend all day in your bathing suit and maybe even...streak?
T r a d i t i o n s / Water fun, streak? ;)
🌴 Sulani/festival day / Find out when your local festivals are happening for Sulani and/or Mt. Komorebi and visit them on these days to celebrate the culture of the world. You won't want to miss the turtle hatching or festival of lights!
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel, fireworks
🌴 Summer camp / Have your kids head off to "summer camp" where they can go somewhere off the lot for a week or two and enjoy what it feels like when they're in school! Create a camp for them to attend and bring them back into the house after a week or two, unless they're homesick. Then bring them back sooner.
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel
🌴 Family camping trip / Head off to Granite Falls and enjoy camping with the family. Really rough it together and only bring tents, bug spray, and some food and water. See who lasts the longest without a comfy bed.
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel
🌴 Simchella/Music fest / Enjoy Simchella for your sims to head to a music festival in Oasis Springs and have the time of their lives!
T r a d i t i o n s / Art & music spirit, drinking
🎃 F A L L
Calendar day ideas /
🎃 Neighborhood potluck / Throw a party and have your neighbors bring food to share for a neighborhood potluck. Share stories, drinks, and company as the leaves start to change for the season.
T r a d i t i o n s / Invite guests, tell stories, party spirit
🎃 Trick or treating / Bring your littles to a special trick or treat neighborhood where you can enjoy candy and perfect spots for pictures!
T r a d i t i o n s / Spooky spirit, trick or treat, wear costumes
🎃 Day of the dead / Make your departed loved one's favorite foods, dance to their favorite music, talk about them with family members and enjoy the memories you had with them. If you can go visit them, bring a candle or a small token to put at their resting place in remembrance.
T r a d i t i o n s / Remembrance
🎃 Family pumpkin carving / Invite family and friends over to sip cider and carve pumpkins! Set up stations and have a contest, and when they're all done display them at the front door for all of the welcome wagon to see.
T r a d i t i o n s / Invite guests, spooky spirit, sports tv
🎃 Visiting the pumpkin patch / A perfect place to go and take pictures, pick the perfect pumpkin, and enjoy the crisp weather is at a pumpkin patch! Visit the local pumpkin patch for all of this, and more.
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel, thankful spirit
🎃 Bonfire night / Have a giant bonfire for all of your friends to celebrate the last of warm and longer nights. Enjoy drinks, roasting marshmallows and singing songs while reminiscing about how fast time goes by.
T r a d i t i o n s / Fire, tell stories, thankful spirit
❄️ W I N T E R
Calendar day ideas /
❄️ Welcoming Winter / This day is when there's the first snow! Head outside, build a snowman, make a snow angel, bake a warm pie, or stay inside and cozy up by the fire and read a book. Nothing is more special than welcoming winter.
T r a d i t i o n s / Baking, fire, festive spirit
❄️ Winter holiday / Take a vacation to Mt. Komorebi and enjoy the slopes where you can try skiing or snowboarding for the first time! If you're not feeling adventurous head over to the bathhouse and steam up in the sauna.
T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel, festive spirit
❄️ Winterfest Eve / Celebrate with the family the day before Winterfest. Have a special dinner, sing songs, maybe open a present or two, and have a great evening. Dress in red and green for beautiful pictures!
T r a d i t i o n s / Attend a holiday ceremony, festive lighting, festive spirit, give gifts, grand meal, invite guests, open presents
❄️ Present wrapping/buying / Take a day to go and buy gifts for your loved ones, and make sure you take the time to get something for each person as everyone is unique! Think about checking plopsy, or maybe your little one wants the latest gaming console!
T r a d i t i o n s / Festive spirit
❄️ Go see the giant tree and ice skate / Winterfest is never complete without visiting an ice skating rink or sipping on some hot cocoa while it snows. Take a day to go and see the beautiful Winterfest trees and ice skate to capture the true magic of the season.
T r a d i t i o n s / Festive spirit
❤️ Mods to enhance your calendar /
more holiday icons by littlemssam
random holiday traditions by littlemssam
custom holiday traditions by kiarasims
summer camp by adeepindigo
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crappymixtape · 1 year
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robin’s been begging you to throw a party down by the lake on your uncle’s farm, like on another level, so you finally give in and who does she drag along? some coworker from the mall and he’s a total dork…right? | (  2k, fluff, friends to lovers, steve x you, steve x reader )
S M O K E A N D G L I T T E R 🎶 something about you, level 42
The inky black Indiana sky cracked open, flames from the bonfire licking up at the stars as it popped and snapped against the dark. The hot summer sun had finally sunk behind the horizon in a show of bright tangerine, melted pinks, and hazy blues, but the heat it had carried was lingering. Everything was dirt roads, and windows down, and music played too loud.
Would your uncle be mad if knew this was happening at the cabin? Maybe. But he was out of town for another three days and that was plenty of time to cover up the evidence. You hoped.
Besides, Robin had been up your ass for weeks about throwing a party and you were one puppy-dog-eyed “please” away from kicking her, and honestly it did sound fun. Summer was almost over and the thought of not-college was a major bummer, so you needed a distraction.
The keg was on ice, your stereo was screaming, I Ain’t the One, by Skynyrd, and the wooden picnic table was covered in Pringles, all kinds of trash candy, and several handles of booze. Just the essentials.
Grabbing the keg tap you were trying to follow the instructions your older cousin had mumbled over the phone, but it wasn’t going in. “Dammit,” you grumbled, looking at the end of it and then back to the keg, “…the fuck?” You were about to throw it, to fix it of course, but your ears caught the sound of a familiar truck rumbling down the drive.
Robin.
“About time!” you yelled at her with a grin, waving the keg tap in the air.
“We had to close, sorry!”
We? Watching as Robin hopped out of the driver’s seat you saw the passenger door open, only able to see a pair of beat up Blazers land in the grass. So she brought a friend, whatever.
Looking back down at the beer you felt your face grow hot again. It seemed to taunt you, cold and refreshing and just waiting for you to figure your shit out. With a frown you grabbed the tap and gave it one more shove, but it slipped and with a loud clang! fell into the overly long, neglected grass at your feet. “Why??” you grumbled about to give it a swift kick, but then a hand reached down to grab it.
“Here, lemme help.”
Skin like gold sprinkled with freckles, caramel colored eyes dripping with honey, and quite possibly the softest lips you’d ever seen. Your heart fluttered against your ribcage and you felt heat creep across your cheeks.
“Oh, I hope you don’t mind, we closed up at Scoops and it was just so damn hot and you know how your skin gets all sticky when you’re sitting in the car? Like you literally become part of the seat? So when I said I was coming here after work, we both decided a cold beer sounded like just the best thing ever, so I told Steve he could come,” Robin gave you her sweetest smile and the look you shot back made her grin even more.
As Robin scampered away you tried your best to not to look over at Steve again, afraid of the flush that had swept over you cheeks, but you could feel him looking at you.
“Totally great!” you said back to Robin, putting on a smile that you hoped looked more normal than panicked.
“Yeah, these things are tricky,” Steve tried to reassure you, but it hardly seemed tricky at all when he got it to pop into place almost instantly, hissing with a release of pressure. You felt your cheeks flush again. Dammit.
Another set of lights were coming down the drive and Robin nearly squealed with delight, “Vicki!” And she was off running to greet her friend without a second glance leaving you and Steve standing as awkwardly as possible next to the keg.
“Beer?” you said, voice pitched higher than normal and you cleared it to try and gather yourself.
“Oh god, yeah that sounds amazing,” Steve said reaching to grab a cup off the table while you primed the tap. Holding his cup out for you, you started to fill it and when you looked up he did the same, your eyes meeting for the first time.
Holy shit. How was so he damn pretty? Your breath caught in your throat.
“Uh–” Steve started, but it looked like he was struggling too and you wanted to crawl into a hole. Could this be anymore awkward? Steve gave you a lopsided smile and ran his hand through his hair, “S–so, d’you come here often or?”
“Uhm. Yeah? I live here…”
“Oh, yeah. Yeah, right. I knew that,” Steve’s cheeks matched the red of the Vans on your feet as he dropped his gaze and then it was quiet again until Robin came running back with Vicki in hand.
“Look! It’s Vicki!” she announced. “And she brought Keith. Be cool, Keith,” she shot the taller boy a look and he grumbled a whatever in response.
“Great! There’s beer and snacks and I’m pretty sure Eddie’s bringing some weed, but he’s not here yet…” you looked up the drive to see more lights coming and you felt your stomach settle. Good. More people. And more people meant less chance of running into Steve again. Friends and tag-along’s piled out of trucks and cars and you went into full-on host mode.
“Grab a beer!”
“Yeah, there’s a toilet inside.”
Can you throw another pallet on the fire?”
“Be right back!”
The night spun by in a dizzying blur, laughter mingled with smoke and the skunky scent of Eddie’s weed, music rubbing against your eardrums, the endless sky hanging over you like a blanket poked through with bright glittering stars. It had cooled down a bit and you’d pulled one of your cousin’s too-big flannels over your strappy tank top as it fell past your shorts. It was perfect.
The buzz that you were swimming in felt so nice a permanent smile pulled at your lips as you wandered from group to group checking in on people. You were about to find Eddie for another spliff when you felt a hand on your shoulder.
“Hey.”
“Hey!” your voice started out like it would had you been greeting a friend, but it fell at the end when you turned to come face to face with Steve. “Oh. Hey,” came out softer, but you felt your smile lingering this time.
“Uhm, great party by the way. Really great,” he stumbled over his words and your smile tugged up into a smirk. He was so nervous, it was so cute.
“Thanks.”
“I just wanted to like, see if you needed a break. You know? Running around checking on people. Someone should check on you, right?” he pushed his hair out of his face, looking at you with his deep brown eyes turned burnt caramel in the light of the bonfire, and you swore you were going to float away with the sparks that were crackling into the dark.
“Oh. That sounds…” what did it sound like? “That sounds nice.”
The smile he gave you then nearly knocked you over and you felt your heart flutter against your ribcage again when his fingers tangled with yours, pulling you up the steps and into the cabin.
It was warmer inside, like summer was stuck between the windows and the curtains, the air thick and wrapping its arms around you. Music buzzed on the radio while Steve dug in the fridge for a couple cans of beer.
Psssh.
Cracking them both open he leaned against the counter and gave you another boyish smile. “Thanks for letting me crash,” he said, voice much more confident and steadier than it had been before. Maybe it was the liquid courage or maybe it was the fact it was just the two of you.
“Sure, the more the merrier.”
“So. How d’you know Robin?” he asked, taking a pull of his beer.
You laughed then, because Robin was your impossible best friend and you’d be so lost without her and how in the hell was she hanging out with Steve fucking Harrington. “Band, 6th grade,” you said simply, bringing your own beer to your lips, “What about you? Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington?” Your brow quirked skeptically.
He grinned then, like there was a secret there you weren’t privy to, and shook his head. “Scoops of course, ahoy!” he lifted his beer at you, huffing a laugh, and then softened, “Robin’s great. We’re just really, really good friends.”
Your grin fell a bit at his last sentence because you didn’t know him, but you knew he’d meant what he’d said, and if Robin liked him then he couldn’t be that bad. Right?
Silence lingered then, the air between you crackling and buzzing like it was electric. The dim light from the lamp by your uncle’s arm chair chased across the room, casting a shadow on Steve’s face and you felt a heat kindle in your chest.
The line of his jaw, the way his lips curved into a smile, stray locks of hair falling into his eyes. And then he put his beer on the counter and tilted his head slightly, grinning like a maniac. “Hey, d’you hear that?”
“Hear wha–”
“Level 42! Ohhhh, drawn into the stream of undefined illusion, those diamond dreams they can't disguise the truuuuuth,” he burst into song and without hesitation grabbed your hand in his. Pushing your hip with his other hand he twirled you under his arm and then pulled you in against him, swaying along with the music.
You laughed so hard your head fell back, Steve laughing along with you as you both picked up the chorus, “That there is something about you, baby so right I wouldn't be without you, baby toniiiiight!”
He dipped you, your body moving perfectly in-tune with his, but when he pulled you back up your faces were dangerously close, both of you taking in heavy breaths. It was all smoke and cedar and spearmint gum, crackling bonfire and boy.
A soft, oh, escaped you then when you saw the way Steve was looking at you. Both of you a mess of hair, tangled arms, and fluttering hearts. Then he asked, “Can I…can I kiss you?”
Without skipping a beat you closed the gap between you and pressed your lips to his, curious and searching and warm. He tasted sweet like licorice and you couldn’t help grinning against him.
As you pulled away you saw he was grinning too and you bit into your lower lip before leaning in again. This time it was hotter, loaded, and you felt his tongue slip across your lip. God he was good at kissing. And you opened to him, tasting the sweet on his mouth, hands tangling in his hair–
“Hey, so the keg’s tapped and we need someone to–” Robin burst in, the door hitting the wall behind it. “Oh! Oh shit, oh god, sorry! I’ll come back!” and she grinned so big at you both you couldn’t even be mad. She scrambled back down the front steps in a whirl of laughter, telling Vicki how she knew that was going to happen.
Jamming his tongue into his cheek Steve shook his head, cheeks warm and flushed, but kept his hands at your waist, “Jesus, Robin.”
“Oh my god, classic Robin,” you snarked, unable to wipe the grin off your face.
It was quiet for just a second and then Steve looked back down at you, hand finding yours again, “Maybe we should check on the keg?”
You fixed him with a look and hummed in thought, “I kinda wanna hear what song plays next.”
His face lit up as he caught your hint and pulled you in close again, “Oh, prepare yourself. I’ve got so many more moves up my sleeve.”
“Can’t wait,” you said, and you kissed him again, all sticky sweet and summer and crackling fire.
crappymixtape™ • steve harrington masterlist // stranger things masterlist
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sugurusluts · 2 years
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Eddie Munson NSFW Alphabet
Fuck yo homie deaaad
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
Eddie’s version of aftercare mostly consists of holding you tightly, probably too tired to end up doing anything else. On the rare occasion he has any energy he would play some soft music for you both to fall asleep to. Cleaning can start once you wake up the next morning.
B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)
Your thighs hands down. Grabbing them while he drives, having them around his head while you cuddle, anything to do with your thighs drives him insane.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)
We all know that man is unhealthy, his cum is salty and tangy. He’d be genuinely surprised if you ended up swallowing, appreciative but surprised.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He purposively plays his guitar infront of you for many reasons. To see you happy when he plays your favorite songs. For your attention. And most importantly, to show you his hands are more skilled than you could imagine, he’d never let you forget that.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Not much, not much at all. Not a total virgin, but he might as well be. It would take a few nights together for him to gather his confidence and skill. Lucky for you he’s a pretty fast learner.
F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)
Lotus position. He loves having your thighs rapped around him, your weight keeping him pinned to the mattress incase he gets nervous and runs from the overwhelming pleasure.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)
He tries his best to stay serious, but fails miserably, the jokes you two make and the comforting it brings helps keeps him and you grounded.
H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Decently long pubes. He keeps it pretty well tamed tho, taking almost as much care of them as he does for his other hair.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)
At first he thought the intimacy of the time you spent would be too much, it would be much too scary for him to have sex with someone he loved, because if they didn’t love it what If they stopped loving him? He tried his best to keep it casual but god, in the moment he can’t help but tell you how much he loves you.
J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)
Pretty regularly, he gets stressed normally, when his paranoia kicks in it’s a good relief (he’s definitely jacked off after a stressful hellfire meeting)
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Hair pulling, and femdom. He wants you to use him like your personal plaything, but he would never say that to your face. The hair pulling is self explanatory.
L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
In his bedroom, the man is completely out of it after sex, and needs to lay down and hold you for a good long while to stop his shaking.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Showing you off in public. Of course he loves when you initiate PDA, but his hands slipping just a bit too far, or his lips getting a bit too close and seeing how you blush and cling to him from it really gets him going.
N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Theres not a lot he wouldn’t do honestly, he’d fuck you onstage at his graduation if you asked him nicely. (I think it’s finally my year Henderson <\3)
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
It took him a few tries to learn how to please you through oral. But he much rather prefers receiving.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
He would love to have a slow and meaningful night with you, he really would. But most times he can’t help but lose his cool and fuck your brains out. Fast and rough on accident.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He wouldn’t oppose a quickie, but would MUCH rather prefer spending the night with you.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)
Would take some time for him to step outside his comfort zone, but when he really knows you love and accept him he’d be willing to do practically anything with you.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)
I’d say 3-4 at most before hes done for the night.
T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
He doesn’t own any, and would prefer not to use any on you. His hands are plenty to keep you satisfied.
U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)
He would LOVE to tease you, he really would, but he ends up caving and fucking you before you even get around to begging him.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Extremely loud, he’s surprisingly sensitive. Sometimes you think he just likes the sound of his own voice.
W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)
Turns his guitar to face the wall when you fuck, he doesn’t want her to see that.
X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Around 6 inches, skinny with decent girth.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
HIGH. He wouldn’t mind just jacking off if you weren’t in the mood, but he needs release adleast a couple times a week.
Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)
Instantly. Maybe he could stay awake a minute or two to hold you against him before he passes out, but he will most definitely pass out before you.
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bigbootychuuya420 · 6 months
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Loki season 2 episode 6 kicked. My. Ass.
Spoilers below the cut;
I have never burst into tears like that before, it was during loki taking all the multiverse threads or whatever and just waltzing his way on up that I just started bawling my eyes out. I didn’t even know what I was feeling, tears just started falling down my cheeks as I was just blown away. I found this episode was amazing, the pace awesome, the way Loki was owning his shit and doing everything to keep everyone safe awesome, the music and just everything technical that went into this episode, a w e s o m e.
The way they showed his delemma and his struggle coming to terms what he had to do, it was either let everyone he cared about and the entire multiverse die, or killing one of the only people he has ever felt a connection to in his life (cause while I don’t like the selfcest I do like how they were able to truly understand one another). Him going back to Mobius and asking him how to take comfort in killing and being told “there is no comfort, you just gotta chose which burden to carry” and so he choses the hardest option; sacrificing himself so that everyone he loves lives and is able to live the lives they want with nothing holding them back (and a nice bonus being everyone in the multiverse gets freedom, but we know WHO he was doing it for) but giving into his greatest fear of being alone. He chose the struggle of having to stay behind and keep everything in order so that the people he loves gets a chance while damning himself to a literal eternity alone. Cause idk about you but I don’t think anyone’s getting to him any time soon, idek where HE is. The old “he who remains” spot probably? But that’s a huge ass tree man Idk…Also the music, tension, lighting and just everything with that scene felt so powerful and made me really feel like “oh shit this is it??”
And the way his sacrifice SHOWED AFTER!? The change from the mechanical vibes of everything just doing what needs to be done, the path always being paved, no freedom into a living breathing thing where it’s shown that Loki has made it so the mindset is to help the multiverse grow and to nourish it. It was beautiful, and just the change from the war room having like what 3 ppl? With one being stuck in the last, one asleep, and the one who actually was like yeah let’s move forward with fuckin freedom?? To a whole ass room of people being busy and showing to actually out in effort to make this work and allowing there to be freedom and no genocides (is that the right word?) happening just because someone stepped on the wrong leaf. After season 1 being filled with this oppressing air of a bureaucracy, there being an almighty and those who carry out their every whim without questions, it was so refreshing to see that there’s actual life to it now. All because of my BABY 😭😭
And then there’s Mobius’s scene, where after the entire season, if not the entire series, of him saying that he’s okay with what he has and how he just wants to focus on the now, to the how he’s scared he’ll see something good and have the temptation to go and try to live it for himself, he finally lets go. After Loki’s gone (ig there’s still gonna be a jet ski unused 😔😔), he’s just shown waiting around, finally ready to see his life on the time line and finally take his life fully into his hands. The MUSIC!! THE LIGHTING!! THE SOUND!! All of it was like a punch to the gut cause he just was gonna stand there and let time pass, im gonna sob my fucking eyes out AGAIN!! He finally is just able to live and breath, take his time looking at what he was protecting without the constant stress of the job waging on him, finally at peace after like 500+ years!!! And omg, his story about how he used to be a hunter but was too scared of killing a kid even though they were gonna be the cause of 5000 deaths was so beautifully done, I just felt like it reinforced how he was always the outliner of the TVA, his wake up moment after probably centuries of just doing his job. God he is just so JAMSKDNALS Y!KMKW!? LOVE THAT GUY!!
I also just loved all the characters this season, everyone felt so charming and I loved everyone. Tho I still have a love/hate relationship with sylvie, but after rewatching s1 im leaning more to the love side. Cause she just sticks to her ideals and she’s like traumatized so can I really say anything? She’s cool af, bad ass for sure!! And I’VE LOVED LOKI FROM THE START, 2012 (DIDNT WATCH THE THOR MOVIES) - TO NOW BBY!! Tho after seeing some edits I think ima watch them all, apparently they’re like, hidden gems. Or only some ppl like em ig?? Anyways, no one’s probably gonna read this cause it’s just a recap of well, everything rather then an actual me feeling shit, but if you made this far thanks!! Have a wonderful day!! Or night!!
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exceptionalzed · 2 years
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Z-O-M-B-I-E-S 3 characters at school headcanons
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Here’s my headcanons for how I think the Z-O-M-I-E-S 3 characters do in school!
Zed: We already know Zed is at the top of his class, but in general, I don’t think he’s too worried about his class rank. At least, not until it affects college. He works hard in school mostly to make sure he can stay on the football team and in order to be able to make up for all that he wasn’t able to learn before joining school with the humans.
Addison: Like Zed, Addison is more concerned with her extracurriculars (cheerleading) than her actual school classes. This isn’t to say she doesn’t try; rather, I think she actually does fairly well in school. I just don’t think it’s a huge concern for her compared to cheerleading and joining all the different groups in Seabrook together.
Eliza: Alright, Eliza’s smart. We all know this. She’s got all the smart-people classes down, you know, science, math, computer tech, all of that. However, I think where she struggles may be the creative electives she has to take.
Bonzo: Bonzo is more or less the opposite of Eliza. While he’s not bad at his regular classes, he most certainly excels in electives, namely languages, music, and art. He does well in these classes simply because he enjoys them so much, it’s more of a passion for him than just a regular school class.
Bucky: Bucky sucks at school. He probably failed a grade at least once... dude isn’t very smart. He especially doesn’t have any common sense considering he flew out into space on the ship that probably vaporized him. The only reason he hasn’t been kicked out of school due to his incompetence is his cheerleading skills.
Bree: Bree is generally pretty average in school. All around she’s quite smart, but she also has her moments of struggling in certain classes where she may go to someone like Eliza for a bit of help.
Willa: Alright, hear me out, Willa does not do good in school. Not because she’s dumb, but because she simply does not care. She does not see the point in trying to learn math or ancient history, and she especially doesn’t care about government. She would rather spend her time studying hunting tactics than the pythagorean theorem.
Wyatt: Wyatt does good in school. He finds a lot of the information genuinely interesting, and he thinks it’s a good idea to try well in school, especially since his sister doesn’t seem to care one bit about it. He does have to study to maintain his good grades, but he’s generally seen as a good student.
Wynter: Wynter does not try. She is all over the place and does not enjoy having to sit down for hours a day just to learn about Napoleon Bonaparte. She simply gets way too bored and distracted. Amazingly enough though, she does manage to keep average grades. Whether or not that’s because she is cheating off of Wyatt is yet to be determined.
A-spen: A-spen does... ridiculously well in school. Like so well it makes a lot of “less intelligent” people dislike them. So well to the point where you just want to scream into your laptop while you struggle to write an English essay. Even though A-spen isn’t familiar with Earth history or culture, they still do amazing in those classes simply due to how fast they learn and how curious they are.
A-lan: A-lan also does enrangingly well, but he isn’t really trying to learn anything. The only reason he would ever want to do well in school is to leer it over someone else’s head. Honestly he would prefer to be out and about the city trying to beat every world record there is than sitting around learning things.
A-li: A-li, like all aliens, does superb. Alarmingly superb when it comes to things like archery or learning ancient torture tactics in history. The only problem is that her anger issues may cause her to be suspended once or twice (launching pencil sharpeners across the room is, in fact, frowned upon).
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i, once again, come with my 911 thoughts for today’s episode
also my mom said multiple times that I needed ritalin so I think the 911 writers did good this episode
oh hello dispatch
may<3
ew claudette🙄
SHE DID NOT JUST TAKE MAY’S ADVICE AS HER OWN
“2 steps forward and then get stabbed in the back” SMCICJNDJECNANA
i love May’s outfits
sue<3
i missed sue so much
ALBERT GOT RID OF THE PORN STACHE WE WON BOYS WOOOOOOOOO
Albert and Chim Bonding™️
WNFJFKDJDNS “it’s probably user error, again” SCREAMING
E D D I E
i hate claudette
EDDIE AND LINDA WATCHING THIS GO DOWN AKFICNDJDJFJDJW
josh is having a Gay Panic
meanwhile Claudette and May are Going At It
YEAAAS SUE IS ON MAYS (kinda) SIDE!!!!!!!
sue really put them in time out akficudjs
dispatch is Having A Day
eddie grabbing his radio is probably the smartest thing that boy has done
NOT EDDIE USING HIS RADIO TO SWIPE AWAY THE BROKEN GLASS AKDJFICNDBDJSIS
UH OH THE FIRE ALARMS DONT WORK
FIREFIGHTER EDDIE DIAZ!!!!!
claudette is a horrible person
EDDIE IMMEDIATELY GOING FIREFIGHTER MODE WITH BOBBY AAAAAHHHHHH
jonah😐
did they really forget about claudette and may🤭
claudette and may having a therapy session
wow that’s the best thing claudette has ever said
WAS SHE BEING MEAN TO TRY AND KICK MAY OUT????
YESSS TURNOUT EDDIE!!!!!!!
if I see diaz on the back of that jacket I will not shut up for the next 47 minutes
claudette does not like fire. noted!
…hi taylor
OH! SHE REALLY DONT LIKE FIRE
eddie screaming buck in the middle of the fire>>>>>>>>>
“today you’re a guest in this house” I AM SCREAMING!!!!!!!! ABSOLUTELY FERAL!!!!!!
Oh No they’re venting the roof
ALBERT!!!!
“just the one, I couldn’t handle another” ASICJFJDUDJDJSISNSNA
claudette is Going Through It
bobby is getting tunnel vision AND flashbacks Oh Boy
the “today you’re a guest in this house” and eddie yelling buck while they’re in turnouts and covered in soot is replaying over and over in my mind
buck and eddie working together I’m crying
“oh well, the building is on fire”
“…well that’s embarrassing”
“I’m gonna be the next contestant on ‘so you think you can sit’”
“hey I had a whole firetruck on my leg, you’ll be fine”
“the worst part is the blood clots afterwards”
BUCK STOP TALKING.
“you guys should take this act on the road” SO HE AGREES THEYRW AMAZING TOGETHER
Bobby is running on pure spite and wanting to find his family
ooo fun flashovers!
“don’t tell your mother about that” TRUE DAD ENERGY
HE GRABBED HIM
OH THANK GOD CHIM GRABBED HIM
B O B B Y A N D M A Y
…aren’t eddie and buck still in the basement
BUCK AND EDDIE RUNNING TO BOBBY IM GONNA SOB
god what’s up with their sad music
if anything happens to may I’m killing myself and then everyone in this room
HE COVERED MAY
“she alright?” IM SOBBING
“alright 118” WHILE STARING AT EDDIE I AM G O N E
LINDA I LOVE YOU
buck has That Look
TAYLOR KNOWS TAYLOR KNOWS TAYLOR KNOWS
“that’s my dad, I wanna ride with him” so I’m actually sobbing
I’m still waiting to see if eddie had “diaz” on his turnouts
even if he didn’t that’s His Jacket and no one can tell me otherwise
ALBERT!!!!!!!!!!! CHIMNEY!!!!!!!!!!
Albert and Chimney bonding moments have me WEAK
Athena AND MAY being a #girlboss
PAPABEAR I WILL S C R E A M
taylor knows.
and buck knows taylor knows.
taylor knows her place that she’s always second to the 118
CLAUDETTE
claudette didn’t deserve to die :(
ANGEL OF DEATH JONAH GREENAWAY.
AND HEN KNOWS.
KAREN!!!!
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#Uncool500 - the big list (the top end)
Follow-up to (the bottom part) and (the bit in the middle)
Remember the #Uncool50 I did in October and November? A lot of other people did it as well, and contest sponsor @[email protected] has compiled a full #Uncool500 from our nominations.
This is the last of three posts, songs that got six or more nominations. Part 1 takes us through two and three noms, part 2 the fours and fives.
Each nomination was worth 10 points, but we could each nominate four singles for 11 points, and one song for 12 points.
Ties are broken in a lot of ways. Acts that had a lot of songs nominated went ahead of acts with just the one big hit. As the project is inspired by "This is Uncool", a handbook of great singles from the last quarter of the 20th century. Anything in that book gravitated to the top of the tie; anything from this century followed, and songs from the 20th century and not in the book came further down.
60 pts 108 Can't be sure - The Sundays 107 E=MC2 - Big Audio Dynamite 106 Pump up the volume - M|A|R|R|S 105 Video games - Lana del Rey 104 Crash - The Primitives 103 The sun always shines on tv - A-ha 102 Little fluffy clouds - The Orb 101 BOB (Bombs over Baghdad) - Outkast 100 Bela Lugosi's dead - Bauhaus 99 Paper planes - MIA 98 Make me feel - Janelle Monaé 97 Bittersweet symphony - The Verve 96 Ms Jackson - Outkast 95 Cloudbusting - Kate Bush 94 Being boiled - Human League 93 Killer - Adamski 92 Heroes - David Bowie 91 O Superman - Laurie Anderson 90 Shot by both sides - Magazine 89 Loser - Beck 88 The message - Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 87 G'd save the queen - Sex Pistols
61 pts 86 Life in a northern town - Dream Academy 85 Yes - McAlmont & Butler 84 Smalltown boy - Bronski Beat 83 Getting away with it - Electronic 82 Levi Stubbs' tears - Billy Bragg 81 Go your own way - Fleetwood Mac 80 Slave to the rhythm - Grace Jones 79 Bring the noise - Public Enemy 78 Groove is in the heart - Deee-Lite 77 The mercy seat - Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
62 pts 76 Blackstar - David Bowie 75 Hey ya! - Outkast 74 Geno - Sexist Midnight Runners 73 Fool's gold - The Stone Roses
63 pts 72 Babies - Pulp 71 Computer love - Kraftwerk 70 A forest - The Cure
64 pts 69 Teenage kicks - The Undertones
70 pts 68 Relax - Frankie Goes to Hollywood 67 Sabotage - The Beastie Boys 66 Freak like me - Sugababes 65 Sound and vision - David Bowie 64 Loaded - Primal Scream 63 Heart of glass - Blondie
71 pts 62 Fade to grey - Visage 61 Video killed the radio star - Buggles 60 Into the groove - Madonna 59 Take on me - A-ha 58 Come on Eileen - Sexist Midnight Runners and the Emerald Express 57 Windowlicker - Aphex Twin 56 Public image - Public Image Limited 55 Ever fallen in love - Buzzcocks 54 The killing moon - Echo and the Bunnymen 53 What time is love - The KLF 52 Hyperballad - Björk
72 pts 51 Cannonball - The Breeders 50 212 - Azealia Banks ft Lazy Jay 49 Can't get you out of my head - Kylie Minogue 48 Brimful of Asha - Cornershop 47 London calling - The Clash
73 pts 46 Protection - Massive Attack ft Tracey Thorn 45 Two tribes - Frankie Goes to Hollywood
74 pts 44 Lost in music - Sister Sledge
76 pts 43 Always on my mind - Pet Shop Boys
80 pts 42 Enjoy the silence - Depeche Mode 41 Glory box - Portishead 40 Motorcycle emptiness - Manic Street Preachers 39 Atomic - Blondie 38 Like a prayer - Madonna 37 Teardrop - Massive Attack 36 Senses working overtime - XTC
81 pts 35 How soon is now? - The Smiths 34 Ace of spades - Motörhead 33 Soon (Glider ep) - My Bloody Valentine 32 Firestarter - The Prodigy
83 pts 31 Freak scene - Dinosaur Jr
84 pts 30 I feel for you - Chaka Khan
85 pts 29 Life's what you make it - Talk Talk 28 West end girls - Pet Shop Boys
90 pts 27 1 thing - Amerie 26 Duel - Propaganda 25 There she goes - The La's
91 pts 24 Born slippy (nuxx) - Underworld
92 pts 23 Sign 'o' the times - Prince
93 pts 22 Ashes to ashes - David Bowie
94 pts 21 Ceremony - New Order
101 pts 20 Party fears two - The Associates
103 pts 19 Fight the power - Public Enemy 18 This charming man - The Smiths
110 pts 17 Tainted love - Soft Cell
112 pts 16 Another girl, another planet - The Only Ones 15 Biology - Girls Aloud
113 pts 14 Once in a lifetime - Talking Heads
123 pts 13 Buffalo stance - Neneh Cherry 12 Transmission - Joy Division
131 pts 11 Atmosphere - Joy Division
134 pts 10 When doves cry - Prince
143 pts 9 Smells like teen spirit - Nirvana
144 pts 8 Wuthering Heights - Kate Bush
145 pts 7 Unfinished sympathy - Massive Attack
156 pts 6 Love will tear us apart - Joy Division
157 pts 5 Ghost town - The Specials
168 pts 4 Blue Monday - New Order
180 pts 3 Are "friends" electric? - Tubeway Army 2 Common people - Pulp
239 pts 1 I feel love - Donna Summer
So, by a massive margin, Donna Summer proves to be the pick of Music Twitter (primarily on the Isles Trans-Manche, as assessed during autumn 2022).
But there are other popular music surveys. What happens if we put the #Uncool500 up against the #Top2000 as voted by NPO Radio 2 listeners in the Netherlands?
That would be another post.......
Footnotes 71 - "The model" charted separately at 269. 53 - The 1990 version, not 1992's "America: what time is love?" 25 - Combines nominations for the 1995 and 1996 versions; they're so close in time that it may not be clear from nomination order
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Sebastian Vettel Fluffy A-Z
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A = Attractive: what do they find attractive about the other?
Your kindness. You are always looking for the best in everyone and you always put others before yourself. He calls you his little angel because he thinks you’re too good to be of this earth.
B = Baby: do they want a family? why/why not?
Seb knew he wanted to have kids with you after he saw you with one for the first time. Your friend had a baby and you’d offered to babysit for a night so she could go out. Seb got back from work to see you dancing around the living room with the baby girl in your arms, the two of you listening to Queen.
“Liebling what have we said about stealing babies?” You turned around and rolled your eyes.
“I know, I’ll give her back tomorrow.” He chuckled and gave you a kiss before cooing to the baby.
Once you’d put her down for the night you turned around from her cot to see Seb standing in the doorway.
“I didn’t know you were so good with kids.” You shrugged and gently ushered him out the room, pulling the door to.
“I dunno, used to look after my cousins when I was growing up.” He smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head.
“Do you ever think about having your own one day?” he asked wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
“I think I’d like having a pair of feet pattering around the house.”
A year later you found out you were expecting two sets of feet to cause mayhem and Sebastian couldn’t have been happier when he found out.
C = Cuddle: how do they cuddle?
Sebastian loves to wrap his arms around your shoulders from behind. He loves being able to hold you close and press kisses to the top of your head. In bed he loves to be big spoon, having you curled into his chest, your leg hooked between his. He will kiss the side of your head and whisper sweet nothings in German to you as you fall asleep.
D = Dates: what are dates with them like?
The two of you don’t always get time for dates as he travels so much so you always cook dinner for when he gets back from a race. It’s guaranteed time for the two of you to have some alone time together. You don’t need extravagant dates, being together is enough.
E = Everything: "you are my ____" (e.g my life, my world...)
You are my forever and always.
F = Feelings: when did they know they were falling in love?
He knew he had feelings for you pretty quickly. Whenever he was home from work you would be his first thought and he realised that he loved you and no one could ever compare to you.
G = Gentle: are they gentle? If so, how?
Seb is always gentle with you, sure you two muck around and play fight but he would never intentionally hurt you.
H = Hand/Hold: how do they like to hold? how do they like to hold hands?
When out and about you can guarantee his fingers will be laced with yours. He likes keeping you close, knowing how you can get overwhelmed in big crowds so will always squeeze to give you reassurance that you’re not some and that you’re going to be okay.
I = Impression: first impression/s
You were an old family friend but you two hadn’t seen each other since the two of you were kids. Sebs mother had invited your family over for a barbecue since Seb was home for a while. When he came down stairs he saw you chatting with his auntie, and he couldn’t believe it was really you. You’d gone from being an adorable little girl to a stunning young woman.
You glanced away from his aunt and caught him staring at you so you flashed a smile and a small wave. Seb immediately had an unexplainable wave of anxiety wash over him. He walked over and his auntie excused herself to let the two of you catch up.
“Long time no see,” you said offering him a beer, which he accepted.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”
“It’s a lucky day for both of us then.”
The two of you were inseparable for the rest of the day, causing both your mother’s and his auntie to have plenty to gossip about.
The two of you ended up staying up all night chatting around the fire pit, cuddled up in a blanket together.
“Can’t risk you getting a cold or something,” he whispered wrapping his arm around you.
J = Joker: are they into pulling pranks?
You two would be silly and make each other laugh with shitty dad jokes and puns but you two weren’t prank sort of people.
K = Kisses: how do they kiss?
Sebastian is quite reserved in public so usually kisses your head or cheek but in private he will kiss you anywhere he can, he finds it hard to keep his hands and lips off you.
L = Love: who says I love you first?
He did. You two had been dating for a couple of months and he just knew it was love but he was worried that it was too soon to say it to you. I hat was until you two had gone out for drinks with some friends and you two ended up getting a taxi home and leaving the car at the bar.
Sebastian poured the two of you a whisky while you kicked off your shoes and lit the fire. Seb sat down next to you and passed your drink before wrapping an arm around you.
“Did you know…” you slurred turning your head to look at him, “you are my favourite person,” you pressed a kiss to his jaw before pressing kisses to his neck, leaving a small mark.
“Did you know that I love you,” he slurred back. You looked up at him in shock, just as much as he was; realising what he’d just said.
“Really? You love me?”
“How could I not, you’re perfect.”
M = Memory: their favourite moment together
You hadn’t been able to go to a race weekend and even though he didn’t show it he was bummed. You felt just as sad so you wanted to make it up to him. He got back to see candles lit everywhere and music playing softly in the background. The table was laid and dinner waiting. You were in the dress you’d worn on your first proper date together, which was coincidentally Sebastians favourite.
You spent the whole night pampering him after he’d worked so hard and by the end of the night the two of you were cuddled with up under a blanket by the fire.
N = Nickel: do they spoil? do they buy the person they love everything?
Sebastian likes to occasionally spoiled you with jewellery or clothes. You don’t like him spending so much money on you but he would always respond with “nonsense my angel deserves the best.”
O = Orange: what colour reminds them of their other half?
Light green. You wore a necklace that you’d had since you were a kid and it had a small light green emerald inside it. He was so used to seeing you wear it he automatically associated the colour with you.
P = Pet names: what pet names do they use?
Engelchen, Schatz, my everything.
Q = Quaint: what is their favourite non-modern thing?
Cuddling up by the fire and chatting. You would sit there for hours discussing anything that came to mind. You just enjoyed being in each others company.
R = Rainy Day: what do they like to do on a rainy day?
Usually you would start the day by trying to do jobs around the house but Seb gets bored and insists that you two take a break that never seems to end. Then you usually watch a movie or cuddling up in bed.
S = Sad: how do they cheer themselves/each other up
Sebastian goes quiet and finds ways to occupy himself. You always notice fairly quickly and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and hugging him tight.
“I love you so much,” you will say giving him a squeeze, causing him to hold you as tight as he can and let everything out that’s on his mind. As long as you were in his arms he felt safe.
T = Talking: what do they love to talk about?
Anything. You two could talk about paint drying and find a way to make it interesting. He spends half his day texting you random things because he misses you.
U = Unencumbered: What helps them relax?
Taking baths together. He brought a purposefully large bath so that you two could both fit in it. He loves holding you close, with your back against his chest and pressing kisses to the side of your head or neck while whispering how much he loves you.
V = Vaunt: what do they like to show off? What are they proud of?
Seb only shows off on track. His personal life is kept private.
W = Wedding: when, how, where do they propose?
Seb proposed to you on your three year anniversary. You were four months pregnant and didn’t really want to dress up all fancy and have to go out so Seb set up a beautiful dinner in the back garden. After you had finished pudding Seb took your hand in his and told you how much you mean to him before getting down on one knee and asked you the questions. You said yes and pressed your lips to him before he slid the ring on your finger. You had the wedding a few months after you gave birth so you could have the kids in the photos.
X = Xylophone: What's their song?
Thunderstruck - AC/DC
Y = You're the ___ to my ___ (e.g the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)
You're the lightning to my thunder.
Z = Zebra: if they wanted a pet, what pet would they get?
You both had dogs but when you got pregnant you got a puppy so your kids could grow up with their own dog.
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something infinite • part one
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SOMETHING INFINITE • PART ONE M A Y B E T H E W O R L D W O N ' T E N D
2.8K – part one of something infinite – steve steals a car and somehow you wind up in hawkins, indiana, a meet cute without the cute *18+ only  | ( 2.8k, angst, verbal abuse, enemies to lovers, steve x you, steve x reader – find the rest of the series and more here and find the series playlist on spotify here )
J U N E 1 9 8 7 🎶 the rat, the walkmen 
“C’mon Harrington, don’t be a pussy, get in.”
“Shit, hurry up Tommy!”
“Shut up, I’m going!”
With two wires held tightly between his fingers, Tommy Hagan quickly brushed them together until the old Chevy Blazer rumbled to life, Lynyrd Skynard’s Call Me the Breeze screaming through the speakers.
Well now, they call me the breeze, I keep blowin' down the road! I ain't got me nobody, I don't carry me no load!
“Fuck yeah, get it in drive!”
Steve didn’t know how he ended up there in the passenger seat of an about-to-be-stolen car – sheriff’s car to be exact – and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest as Tommy struggled to shift it into gear. His hands gripped the dash in front of him as he watched a light come on inside the house, “Jesus, Tommy, fucking move!”
“I’m trying, god damn gear shift is stuck!”
It was the hundredth weekend in a row, Steve was certain, that his parents were out of town on business and the fight he’d had with his dad that night had been a real crowning achievement. The worst of all time and something in him snapped. All he wanted now was to feel something. Anything. And it was barreling toward him like a train off the rails.
“HEY, YOU LITTLE ASSHOLES! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY TRUCK!”
“Oh shit, we gotta go, we gotta go!”
“Fucking bail!”
The screen door on the front of Hopper’s house flung open so hard the whole frame shook as it slammed shut behind him.
“Get outta here, meet back at my place!” Kyle and Tommy jumped out of the car so fast Steve didn’t have any time to think.
“Shit, shit shit shit,” scrambling, Steve’s hand fumbled on the door handle as he shoved it open, scraping his leg against the runner board on his way down. Hair messed and wild in his eyes, he looked up to see his friends were already over the fence and sprinting toward the tree line behind Hopper’s place, “Wait!”
Not bothering to close the door behind him, Steve tried to pick up a sprint, but a large hand half-shoved, half-grabbed the back of his neck and within seconds he was face down in the lawn with a mouth full of grass and dirt, Hop’s weight pressing him into the ground.
“You little shits think you’re so clever. Well, s’the last time you fuck with Hopper, hm?”
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It was dark, the summer night thick and warm when you arrived at your aunt’s place in Hawkins. Nothing like Indianapolis. The moon hung high in the inky black sky, stars blinking above you like holes poked through canvas, and the sound of crickets and frogs off over the fence was almost deafening. No ambulance sirens, no yelling, no loud music in the apartment above you. Your stomach sank. What was this place?
“The real armpit of America, hm?” the cab driver said tossing your bag and skateboard at your feet as if he could hear your apprehension, wiping sweat from his forehead. You gave him a look, almost pleading to let you come back to the city with him, but he was already climbing back into the car. Rolling down the passenger window he leaned over and tipped his ball cap at you with a laugh, “Enjoy!” And with a rumble he was off down the road you came, dust kicking up around the wheels as he went.
Fuck, you muttered squeezing your eyes shut, hoping maybe if you clicked your heels together you’d magically appear back in your room like Dorothy. The whole summer. That’s how long you’d be stuck in this place. Until your mom was back, and in that moment you wished you’d asked to stay with your grandmother. Anywhere was better than this.
“You’re here! Oh, you’re here!”
Your eyes flew open at the sound of a voice you hadn’t heard in years and you were suddenly wrapped up into a big hug. It was all cinnamon and fresh laundry and cut grass and so soft. So warm. Your aunt Joyce.
“Honey, you’re so tall! My gosh, I don’t think I’ve seen you since…can’t be since ‘77 can it? Here, Hop will get those, come on inside,” with a gentle hand on your back she guided you to the door, leaving your things where they were for whoever this Hop was. “I just made dinner,” Joyce gave you a big smile, her shoulders squeezing up toward her ears with excitement, and you wondered for a second if maybe it wouldn’t be that bad.
She was so different from your mom, her sister, so much softer around the edges, fuzzy and sparkling and bright. The look she gave you made your heart ache a little, like she really loved you, and a small lump rose in your throat as you tried to smile back.
“Oh, Hop, grab those will you?”
As the screen door creaked open you came face to face with what could only described as the human version of a grizzly bear. Tall, frame like a fridge and gruff, but oddly soft under all the grit like your aunt. He grunted a reply and held the door for you both, muttering a Hey, kid, to you on the way by before going to grab your things.
Your aunt’s place was modest, but so homey and comforting somehow. The living room was smaller, with a little television in the corner, and it bled right into the dining room and kitchen. Open, just like your aunt.
Family photos hung along the walls, you recognized your cousins Will and Jonathan, but there was a girl now too. And Hop. And tons of other kids you didn’t recognize. All grinning and laughing and piled on each other or hanging out the bed of a pickup or floating lazy in a lake.
“Will and Jonathan are out with their friends, not sure when they’ll be back…” your aunt’s voice brought you back, “Are you hungry?”
“Actually, I’m sorry, I’m just pretty tired and–”
“Oh, of course you are! That’s okay, sweetie. Your room’s the third door on the right, Hop’s got your things in there, and the bathroom is the first door on the left. I’ll be out here if you need anything, okay?” she gave your arm a gentle squeeze and for the first time in a long time you felt your lips curve up into a small, genuine smile, murmuring your thanks.
Turning to walk down the hall you looked back to see Hop settle into the big, brown arm chair with a beer in hand as your aunt climbed up onto his lap. She pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, fitting perfectly there with him. Hop rumbled a contented sound as he wrapped an arm around her and pressed his own kiss to her forehead.
Happy. Loving. A proper display of affection. Nothing like home.
Closing the door to your room you didn’t bother unpacking and flicked the light off before falling onto the neatly made bed. Hawkins, Indiana. Crickets and frogs and wheat fields and dirt roads and hot and thick all summer long. Your eyes slipped shut and the lump came back to your throat as you rolled onto your side.
It’s only three months. It’s only three months.
The words looped in your head on repeat as you curled into yourself, exhaustion slowly wrapping around you until you fell away into sleep.
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“Got some real shitty friends there, huh?”
Steve’s arms were folded tight over his chest as he glared at Hopper from across the big desk. Tommy and Kyle had made it over the fence and home, because of course they fucking did, and he was here getting an ear full of shit he already knew.
Hop took a long drag from his cigarette and tapped it on the ashtray. Leaning back in his chair he blew smoke up toward the ceiling, not bothering to look at the kid across from him, “Suppose you think you’re gonna get off easy, right? Mommy and daddy come in here and cut me some check, let little Stevie go home, lesson learned.”
“They don’t even know I’m here–”
“Shut up, my turn to talk,” Hop snapped, cutting Steve off as he spun in his chair to lean on the desk. He fixed the boy with a look that shut his mouth right quick. Sucking on his teeth the sheriff shook his head. “You’re all the same. Entitled little assholes,” he hummed in thought, “Same goes for your buddies, Hagan and Peterson, right? Yeah. Well. They ran faster than you, unfortunately.”
Steve let out a heavy sigh and jammed his tongue into his cheek, fighting the urge to snap back at the older man, knowing damn well he was already in for it as it was, “Jesus, can we just get this over with?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Got somewhere to be, Harrington?” Hopper sniped, taking another drag, this time blowing the smoke into Steve’s face. “You’re lucky, I don’t feel like looking at your face anymore,” putting out his cigarette, Hop stood from the desk and snatched up the pile of paperwork in front of him. “Community service oughta do it. Fifteen hours a week all summer at the library, weekends off.”
“Fifteen?? That’s crazy, how am I supposed to—“
“Keep runnin’ your mouth and I’ll make it thirty!” Hop rounded on Steve, leaning down to get in the boy’s face and meet his eye line.
Steve’s chest was heaving as he sucked in air, struggling to keep himself in check as his heart pounded against his ribcage. Hopper shot him a grin.
“Perfect. See you Monday, champ,” he clapped Steve on the back hard enough to make him stumble forward, Asshole, muttered under the younger boy’s breath.
Hop didn’t bother to wait as he walked out of his office and down the steps of the police station. Steve watched through the blinds with balled up fists as the sheriff climbed into his rig and rolled out onto the street.
“Do you need something, hon? Jim won’t be coming back today…” the receptionist called in after him and Steve turned to kick the leg of the chair he’d been sitting in.
“No, just— no,” Steve grumbled and followed the same path Hopper had out into the hot, sticky summer heat, chucks smacking against the pavement as he started the walk home.
His parents didn’t know he’d tried to steal a car, didn’t know he went out drinking, didn’t know how much he longed for their approval, their affection, and didn’t know he was saddled with three months of community service for the rest of the summer.
The last time he’d talked to his dad was the night he’d gone to Tommy’s, begging to do something – something reckless. It had hardly been a conversation, Steve and his father at each other’s throats, yelling until they were both red in the face and saying things that couldn’t be taken back.
“You couldn’t even get into a trade program, Steven! What in the hell am I supposed to do with you??”
"I tried, dad! Do you know how many applications I sent–”
“I don’t give a shit, we’re done. You’ll start at the firm in September.”
“Dad, I don’t want–”
“It doesn’t matter what you want anymore, son. If you’re gonna amount to anything in life it’s obvious I need to step in.”
Steve’s breath caught in his throat as his father’s words ran on a loop in his head.
If you’re going to amount to anything in life. If you’re going to amount to anything in life. If you’re going to amount to anything in life.
The corners of Steve’s eyes prickled with tears, but he threw his gaze up to the ceiling and hastily blinked them away. Finally it was out. What his dad really thought of him. And it hurt more than he wanted to admit. “I don’t need your help,” the boy snapped, turning back around to look his dad in the eyes. Heat rose in his chest, flames crackling and roaring to life, a fire he’d tried to contain all these years, but his father’s words were like gasoline and it was hot and angry now.
“Yeah? And who’s gonna hire a kid out of high school with shit for grades, huh? The only thing on your resume is a damn ice cream shop and video rentals and the real world doesn’t care about basketball or popularity contests, Steven.”
“Stop calling me that!”
“Gary, just drop it–”
“Quiet, Carol! He needs to hear this. No one else seems to be able get it to sink in. You wanna be a real man, Steven? Take care of a family, huh? A wife? Get your shit together.”
“Take care of a family?? Are you kidding?” Steve was laughing, but there were tears streaming down his cheeks now as he slammed the chair he’d been gripping onto into the dining room table, “You’re never home, you don’t give a shit about me.”
“Watch your mouth! Ungrateful. I told you Carol. Doesn’t appreciate anything I do for him–”
“I can’t,” Steve threw his hands up as if to shield himself from the words his father was hurling at him, voice thick as he hissed through his tears. Snatching his keys from the hook next to his mom he knew he couldn’t be there anymore.
“Steve, your father doesn’t mean it–”
“I do mean it! Don’t you walk away from me, boy, we’re not done here! I’ve got a flight in the morning and–”
“Yeah? Well gee, dad, have a great trip!” Steve snapped, slamming the door behind him as he left. The tears came more freely then as the hot, sticky summer air hit him, thick and suffocating and too warm. He cranked his BMW to life, speakers screaming as he turned up the volume, and backed out of the drive before ripping down the street toward Tommy’s to steal Jim Hopper’s rig.
Paying no attention to where he was walking, Steve let muscle memory guide him down main street. A light sheen of sweat was clinging to his forehead and brows as the sun beat down on him and his anger faded with each step in the heat. Tommy and Kyle were going to give him so much shit for his community service stint, Steve could already hear them laughing, and he toed a rock into the road. A muttered dammit came forth, eyes still on the ground, but then someone was shouting at him.
“Hey! Watch out!”
Eyes wide, the boy standing in the middle of the sidewalk clearly wasn’t going to move, so you angled your board into the grass and jumped off, hands flying up to grab fistfuls of his shirt as your feet hit the concrete.
“Shit!” he yelped, his own hands grabbing onto to your arms. You stood like that for a moment as if to make sure you were both okay, but then the boy was letting go and pushing himself away from you, threading his fingers through his hair to try and regain his composure. “Watch where you’re going,” he sniped, tone packing more heat than he’d intended.
You scoffed. “Where I’m going?” crossing your arms over your chest you fixed him with a look, “I’m not the one with my eyes glued to the pavement.” Bending down to grab your board, you tucked it under your arm and glared. He was taller than you by at least a few inches, moles chasing along his jaw and cheeks, hazel colored hair messy across his forehead and eyes all warm honey and burnt caramel. He might have been pretty if not for the scowl on his face.
“Pedestrians get the right of way,” he sniped, throwing an arm out toward your skateboard.
“Okay,” huffing a laugh you shouldered past him, but he caught your hand.
“Hey! Where are you going? Shouldn’t you apologize?”
“I’m so sorry,” your voice was sugar and saccharine sweet, but it didn’t match the look on your face as you tossed your board to the ground, “Don’t get run over!”
“Oh nice, really nice!” he yelled after you, and when you glanced over your shoulder to give a wave you laughed at the sight of him. All worked up, hand on his hip, lips twisted into a frown and hair caught up in the heat.
“The nicest!” you called and with a few kicks off the pavement you were gone around the corner toward the gas station for a blue-raspberry Icee, leaving Steve there cursing on the sidewalk with an infuriating curiosity as to who had almost run him over.
SOMETHING INFINITE SYNOPSIS: hawkins, indiana, 1987 – your mom is out of town for the summer on business and she sends you to live with your aunt joyce and her husband jim in hawkins while she’s gone. joyce works at the library and jim is the town sheriff – the kids, will, jonathan and el slowly warm up to you and it’s after you get in with them that you really start to feel at home, but there’s one person who just annoys you to no end. one person you’d love to just boot off a cliff – steve fucking harrington. ♥️ find the rest of the series and more here and find the series playlist on spotify here.
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THAT YUTA/MOX III MATCH
I am likely going to forget things, so may edit later.
HE FINALLY HAS A GRAPHIC AND HIS OWN MUSIC??? I NEED IT ON SPOTIFY SO I CAN LISTEN TO IT ON REPEAT NONSTOP
His ring jacket, his gear, the belt....I am looking respectfully (unironically) AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
Srsly I want a jacket like that
HIM JUMPING MOX
THAT IS HOW YOU GET MOX’S RESPECT LIKE ACTUALLY 
Yuta German suplexing Mox twice in a rowwwwwwwwwwwww
He bled a lil and then commercial break and then FULL CRIMSON MASK??? THE CONCERN FELT
Ik some of y’all have ~feelings~ when you see your bois bloody, and I do too but not those feelings XD. Apparently Yoots getting bloodied activates an Urge to take care of him, to gently wipe the blood from his face with a damp cloth and tenderly bandage him up after the match. I want to be Aragorn???
HE KICKED OUT OF THE PARADIGM SHIFT T W I C E
Ik in kayfabe, Mox is like I RESPECT NO ONE but I feel like irl he must really respect Yoots to do this match with him to build him so much, ik Yoots lost but Mox REALLY put him over - he kicked out of his finisher twice AND MOX’S EXPRESSIONS DURING AND AFTER THE MATCH!!!!
Yuta losing via pass out is so fitting because he wouldn’t stay down for a pin and refused to tap. He proved that he could withstand the pain just like Blackpool Combat Club demanded
YUTA ON HIS KNEES SAYING BRING IT ON AS THE BCC SURROUNDED HIM
REGAL E X T E N D I N G   H I S   H A N D   T O   Y U T A   T H I S    T I M E
Yuta writing “BCC” on his chest in his own blood alkdj falk XD lol
Not sure what Mox said at the end there, but the approving tap on Yoot’s chest!! *cry face*
NOT GETTING THE BEST FRIENDS’ REACTION TO THIS KILLED ME HOW DO I WAIT FOR THAT
I didn’t think I could be more into Yuta...but here we are
if you made it to the end hi XD 
EDIT: I ALREADY THOUGHT OF MORE - Yuta’s satisfied smirk after the handshake
EDIT 2: Yuta’s primal scream as he put Mox in the last submission before Mox got him
@elitehoe behold my ramble XD
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honeyhuun · 3 years
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astro’s reaction to you calling them late at night
~  type  .  reaction
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~  pairing  .  astro x gender-neutral!reader
~  genre  .  comfort fluff with some slight angst 
~  tw  .  mentions of insomnia
~  song recommendation  .  all night by astro
~  a/n  .  ahh it feels so good to be writing on this platform again ~ hopefully i can stay more active on this blog hehe, i hope you enjoy my first reaction !! it’s like 12am when i’m writing this so it might be shit lol. i just miss ot6 astro a lot mm’kay, someone tell eunwoo to come home ;-;
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you check the time on your phone and it’s only three am when it feels like you have tried to fall asleep for what felt like hours. you sit up in bed and rub your tired red eyes, fearing for when your alarm would start going off alerting you to start your day when you hadn’t even finished the last. in your sluggish haste you dialled your boyfriend’s number with empty hope that’ll he will pick up... 
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| p a r k  j i n w o o 
it took him a while to answer, as expected he was fast asleep. but when he was dragged finally dragged so far outside of his sleep cycle to notice that his phone was ringing, he shot up so fast and answered immediately. when jinwoo heard your voice on the other end he became even more concerned than he already was. why were you awake at this time? was something troubling you? were you in danger? this worried leader bear would not stop worried leadering, he can’t help it, it’s in his nature to be concerned about you. however when you said you just found it a bit hard to sleep and wanted to hear his voice, he softened (a just a bit though he’s still nag you a bit but it was all out of love). jinwoo would then spend the rest of the call’s duration talking softly about his day and things he’s been interested in lately. and maybe MAYBE sing a short lullaby for you really really quietly (so quiet you’d think he’s whispering). in between all his sweet actions he never fails to tell you he loves you and that he’s so extremely proud of you no matter what you do. he wouldn’t end the call until you’ve been silent for 20 minutes and hears your heavy breathing from the other side of the line.
“you want me to sing for you? really bubs, is there anything else- okay, okay, but only because i love you so much my beautiful amazing y/n. if you ever feel like this again please call me, i don’t care what time, your wellbeing is my number one priority” 
(i’m blushing oml i love jinwoo so much ;-;)
| k i m  m y u n g j u n
when it comes to you he would be all bright n’ smiley, no matter how tired he actually was. you knew he had musical promotions coming up which is why you wanted to avoid calling him during the later hours of the day as much as possible. but you should know myungjun is always up to talk to you no matter the time place or day: you’re his love why wouldn’t he? when he answered your call he tried to mask the tiredness in his voice by speaking in a chirpier tone than usual, you laughed at his attempt and said you were going to end the call to let him rest. myungjun of course would never let you have the final say so he started to whine until you gave in and continued to talk to him. then he insisted you guys face timed his excuse being “if i don’t see your face i am physically unable to go to sleep” complete bullshit, but that’s what you love about him. when you answered his face time request he had the biggest shit eating grin on his face. you’d guys would be on call for about an hour telling shitty jokes, blowing raspberries at the screen and talking about places you’d like to visit when you’re both less busy. myungjun only agreed to end the call when both of you struggled intensely to keep your eyes open. 
“oooo, look at you my perfect baby!! you’re so good looking you know that? you take my breathe away every single day, i can’t believe you’ve deprived me from seeing your face for this long”
“it’s too late for this myungjun...”
“no matter the time i will shower you with the compliments you deserve jagi!”
| c h a  e u n w o o
good chances are he’s awake and can’t seem to sleep, not being able to clear his head to the point of exhaustion. eunwoo was fully prepared to spend the rest of the night awake. maybe he could do something more useful with his time and catch a nap on set later in the day. kicking off his covers, he was planning to get out of bed but then he got your call. out of all the members i feel eunwoo would be the happiest to get a call from you at this time of night (all of the members wouldn’t really mind but eunwoo would love getting calls like this, it made him feel liked you needed him). when he picked up and there was no hint of sleepiness in his tone you got worried. for the first few minutes all the call was you two sweetly bickering. “why are you still awake-” “well why are you?” “you called me first” “well if you were fast asleep you wouldn’t pick up” and more cute shit like that. talking to you at times like this would bring him so much strength and he really treasures it. something about your silly sleep deprived conversations feels so intimate to him and it sets his heart alight. when he can tell you’re drifting off, he makes sure to tell you he loves you once more before trying to get some sleep himself. the sounds of you soft half-awake sighs would lull him into a deep sleep and you would only notice he never ended the call when you wake up to your phone’s battery being on 3% and the sound of a snoring eunwoo.
“i’ve noticed i don’t sleep as well without you in my arms. i miss your sleepy voice, it’s like a lullaby to me. when i see next you i’m never letting you leave my sight again.”
| m o o n  b i n
is it just me or does anyone else think our binnie has a slight temper when he’s woken up from sleep. it wouldn’t last for long but he’ll be very cranky and frustratedly pouty if his alarm had gone off or one of the members started shouting in the dorm when he’s trying to have a lie in. he’d wouldn’t be any different when he heard his phone ringing from the bedside table. he was so tempted to fling that thing out the window. when it went off for the third time he answered the call clumsily almost missing the answer button. in a pissed sleepy voice he answered “what do you want?” you taken aback by your normally sweet boyfriend’s bluntness, whispered a quick apology before ending the call. moonbin felt so awful when he was realised it was you. the last thing this boy wants to do is hurt your feelings and he was angry at himself for denying you in a time of need (now we have a really frustrated pouty bin). he immediately called you back and apologised a lot (even after you said it was fine, his every other sentence was filled with sweet sorry’s and kissy noises just to make sure you don’t hate him) moonbin would calmly ask why you called and got a bit worried when you said you couldn’t sleep. bin would scold you lightly for maybe staring at your screen for too long or not taking as many breaks as he thought you needed. but then again he would comfort you and ask if there’s anything you’d like to get off your chest. after letting you rant he gave his best advice and the most loving and encouraging words he could. you fell asleep to the sounds of his praise and bin couldn’t have felt better.
“baby i’m so so sorry, you know i would never deny you like that on purpose, please don’t be hurt. you’re worth so much to me, i couldn’t bare for you to be upset with me. you know how much i care about you love, right?” *ensue more pouty and whiny bin waffle*
(why this so long and i’m not even binnie biased -_-)
| p a r k  m i n h y u k
minhyuk would be wide awake when you call him. he feels like one of those people who finds it really relaxing to go on runs in the early morning, watching the sunrise by the river; seeing streets around him get busier as the city starts waking up. he would be in his kitchen filling up his water bottle, hearing his phone ring from the island behind him. his eyes glanced at the contact name and he smiled. minhyuk answered your call like he would answer any other, failing to realise that it was going on 4am and you had things to do in the next few hours. after hearing that you couldn’t sleep he would chuckle and joke around “what’s the thing keeping my y/n from sleeping? tell me and i’ll beat the shit out of the thing ” (not lying he would punch the air around you if you said it was bothering you, he really is that whipped). i don’t think the conversation would hold anything in particular. it would just be mindless small talk and random thoughts as rocky is getting himself ready for his run. it would be so light hearted and sweet, this is what most of your relationship is like and why you love minhyuk so much. everything is so chill and thoughtless with him, you match each other so well. you could say something and nine times out of ten he is thinking the same thing. after sometime he would say he had to end the call because if not he’d miss the sunrise. you complained playfully that he was choosing the sun over you and minhyuk found it funny; promising to make it up to you in one way or another. but you didn’t expect to be woken up by the clattering of pans and cups caused by your clumsy boyfriend, in your kitchen trying to make you breakfast.
“ahh don’t worry y/n, i would never need the sun when i have you with me. you make me so happy you’re like my own personal sunshine. try and get some rest and you’ll wake up to pictures of the sunrise that reminds me so much of you.”
| y o o n  s a n a h
out of all six members, he would be the only one not to pick up. sanah obviously wouldn’t do it on purpose, he loves you way too much to ignore you like that. he probably left his phone to charge in another room or in a more likely scenario poor bubs was just so tired he couldn’t wake up. even if you threw water on him our maknae wouldn’t budge. so when you called, his phone was just vibrating on the table untouched. after the fifth go you just stopped trying to reach him and started up at your celling hoping tiredness would reach you soon. in the morning when sanah checked his phone and saw all your missed calls, colour drained from his face and he’d get so panicky that he’d almost drop his it. he called back immediately, flooding your exhausted state with so many questions it would make anyone lightheaded. when telling him you just wanted to hear his voice hoping it would help you sleep, he replied with “did you end up getting any sleep then?” and when all he was met with was silence from your end, his heart dropped. he was so angry at himself and would never let it go that he was the reason you didn’t sleep (he wasn’t but trust me for the next week he’d go to bed with his phone right behind his ear). sanah would tell you to get your laptop ready with a show you’d been meaning to watch because he was coming over for a nap n’ movie date. when you tried to object because you had things to do that day he told you no but’s and he’d cancel work/school/your meet up with friends for you. in no time he showed up at your door in his pyjamas with two plastic bags, filled with extra blankets and your favourite sweet and savoury snacks.
“what do you mean you didn’t get any sleep and did some work instead? sweetcheeks you know that’s horrible for your health, i can’t have you being sick, it would break me knowing i was the reason. you know what? get your netflix account up i’m coming over- no excuses, i’ll handle everything else, now go get ready to be attack with my love.”
(the sweetest >:( i cry)
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if you reached the end thank you so so much for reading. if this comforted you even just a bit i’m so glad <3 ily u all ~~
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Mandela Effect
On their way to Storybrooke, Emma becomes confused at the spelling of Killian's infamous bologna.
Takes place during Walk With Me, chapter 2, in which Killian, Emma, Henry, and Corrine are on their road trip from New York to Storybrooke.
Rated G
~1400 words
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This was born after some discourse on tumblr about the bologna that Killian was force fed in jail, and I still maintain that the spelling of Oscar Mayer has changed. Based on a post by @thesschesthair and the response by @shipswreckedme, and on a brief chat in the discord with @gingerpolyglot.
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The car is silent as Swan bobs and weaves between cars, grumbling about their speed and moving her foot in a way that makes her own yellow death-trap travel even faster. She calls it traffic, complaining about it endlessly and groaning as they approach other slowing cars in front of them. 
 After what feels like hours, after Corrine and Henry have fallen asleep, she finally shuts off the music player with a huff. She mentions something about leaving at a bad time, about how they should have left earlier to avoid such heavy traffic, but he knows not much different. This isn’t the first time he’s been transported from New York to Storybrooke, but it is the first time he’s gone willingly. And while the seatbelt serves to tie him down to the chair, he knows it’s more of a safety measure than a means to keep him still. 
 Truthfully, he doesn’t care how they get there. All he wants now is to get her back to Maine so that she can break the curse. Maybe once she does, he’ll have a chance to get to know his daughter. 
 “How was your burger?” she asks him quietly, careful not to cause the children to stir. 
 “It was delicious,” he responds. It was; he’s beginning to like these modern foods. With the exception of… “Much better than the bloody bologna.” 
 She laughs, snorts, and the sound makes him smile like the fool that he is. He’s a fool for her, and he has been for the last two years that he’s been gone. 
“Was it in sandwich form?” she asks, clarifying further, “like, on Wonder Bread that tasted like cardboard?”
 “Aye, that’s right,” he agrees, shuddering at the memory. The texture of the bread, of the meat that can’t legally be considered meat… it was horrifying. 
 “I’m actually really sorry,” she laughs. “I had to take that for lunch as a kid in a lot of foster homes. All I wanted was a peanut butter and jelly.”
 He has no idea what she means by that, but he refuses to ask for clarification when she’s opening up about her past. “No one felt the desire to give you what you wanted?” 
 “No.” She brushes him off easily, effectively refusing to get into it with him. “Ugh, and there was that jingle! The kid who sang about Oscar Mayer, remember?” He wants to deadpan at her but she’s focused on the road. “Oh, no, you don’t. But there was a jingle.”
 “I believe you,” he smiles. 
 “Grab my phone,” she commands unexpectedly, gesturing for it. “Open it up and find the app with the TV as the picture. It’s brown. Yeah, that one.”
 He taps on the picture with his finger, confused but not altogether surprised when the magic box morphs and a new image displays on the front of it. She instructs him to find a magnifying glass and type in some letters-- O-S-C-A-R-M-E-Y-E-R, she spells. 
 The song that plays is short, irritating, and Killian rejoices when it ends, until Emma reaches her hand across the center console and slaps it against his arm. “Wait, go back,” she insists, and he wants to groan at the thought of hearing the cloying voice again. “How did the kid spell it?” 
 “Ah, you’ve misspelled the name, Swan,” he tells her with a smile. “It’s M-A-Y-E-R, at least according to this bloody annoying child.”
 “No, that’s wrong,” she shakes her head. “It’s M-E . Why would it be A ?”
 He stays quiet, raising a brow at her in confusion and an uncertainty of how to answer her question. 
 “Mama,” he hears from the back of the car, and a grin grows across his face quickly. 
 “No, it’s not M-A ,” she laughs. “Right, Coco?” 
 “Mama,” she says again. “Up.”
 Emma sighs, checking the time on her dashboard and turning on her turn signal. He’s gathered that it means she intends to move the car into another lane, and she glides across the road until she’s all the way to the right. “I guess we could use a break,” she concedes. “Someone probably needs their butt changed.”
 “Butt,” Corrine agrees. 
 Emma changes the lass in the back of her car with quick expertise, barely taking more than a minute to complete the task and somehow able to do so despite her squirming. Once she’s finished, Corrine stands on her own, shoving Emma’s helpful hands out of her way and waddling uneasily towards the edge of the car. Emma and Killian both dive for her, intent on preventing her from tumbling out of the car, and collide awkwardly as they catch her. 
 Killian’s hand wraps around Corrine’s ribs under her arm, Emma’s own arm wrapping around the babe until her hand lands on top of his. They’re close in proximity, each of them holding up their child, and it’s one of the first times that he’s realizing… Corrine is their child . She’s beautiful and funny and smart and perfect and they made her. 
 He wants to do so much, and yet he doesn’t move. He isn’t sure what he could possibly do, but he knows he wants to lean towards the mother of his child and trap her in a kiss. He isn’t able to, though, because Corrine turns her head to stare at him before screaming, “Up!”
 He catches Emma shaking her head, clearing her throat softly, before she backs away with an awkward smile, letting Corrine jump into his arms and carefully standing by in what he assumes is caution. He only has one hand, after all, and he can’t blame her for being nervous. She tells him that she’s going to check on Henry, gives Corrine a soft kiss on the back of her head, and starts towards the large building behind them. 
 “We’ll have to teach you down ,” he says with a smile as she drops her curly head against his chest. 
 “Up,” she responds simply. “Wock.”
 He thinks for a moment, recalling the last time they stopped and her souvenirs, and responds, “you want another rock? There’s no field at this… well, I’m not sure what one would call a place like this. The last one had a field, but this one has merely a building.”
 “Wock.”
 “Hmm,” he hums. “I wonder if we might find one. Shall we take a look around?”
 “Wock!” she shouts. 
 After perusing the firm, expansive surface and finding a few rocks that piqued her interest, they return to the car and see Emma and Henry staring at her phone intensely. He hears them from a distance, Emma’s voice carrying easily, and he smiles. 
  “I swear, it was spelled with an E .”
 “ It’s called a Mandela Effect, mom, ” Henry tells her. “ See? A bunch of people thought that.”
 When Killian approaches, Corrine happily gripping her rocks in her chubby fists, Emma gives him a look that’s somewhere between satisfaction and irritation. “I was right,” she tells him. “Henry says it’s the Mandela Effect. I’m not the only one who thought it was spelled with an E .” 
 With a chuckle, he asks, “Are you still talking about the bloody bologna, Swan? 
 “I’m not willing to let this go,” she tells him seriously, although the smile she gives him makes his heart flutter. 
 “Very well,” he concedes. 
 “Wock,” Corrine says, displaying her closed fists to her mother. 
 “You got more rocks?” she asks excitedly as she shifts her attention from Henry’s screen to the rocks Corrine shows her. “Did you and--” she stops short, clearing her throat. “Killian helped you get those rocks, huh?”
 “Yah!” she shouts, flapping her arms until Killian nearly has to put her down. Staring back at him, she explains, “Coco wock.”
 “Yes, that’s Corrine’s rock. It’s very pretty.”
 “Yah,” she agrees. 
 “Ready?” Emma asks after a few more minutes of Corrine kicking her rocks along the pavement. “Shouldn’t be too much longer.”
 “Aye, love,” he agrees, noting the way Henry’s head snaps up from his phone to glare at him. 
 He knows what’s coming. He knows they don’t have much more road to travel before they arrive in Storybrooke with her parents. He wonders if Neal is there, or if any of them will remember. A curse struck the Enchanted Forest; does that mean her family’s memories have been wiped too? 
 It doesn’t matter. 
 Emma will fix it. 
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aphrodite1288 · 3 years
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Ksoo often apologized about it and promise to improve himself and reduce the jealousy. Especially when Ji leaves him at the dorm alone and goes out with his squad! That resulted too many bickerings and small arguments between them but nothing too serious. Ji always questions why Ksoo is so jealous and tells him that he shouldn't be and to tone it down. Ksoo feels guilty afterwards.
I'm sorry but it sounds like a fanfiction. Even ss can't know about those details. It's literally impossible for your "sources" to know about that if there are not part of kd's entourages...
True. I understand you.
But I only copy past the k-exol posts I found.
Also we witnessed this in Exo japan interview when Ksoo was supposed to ask a serious question to each member about something that bothered him lately.
All members asked basic things to e/o and when it was Ksoo's turn with other members he teased them with funny questions and compliments, but when he got to Ji he was like " DO YOU REALLY ENJOY HANGING OUT WITH TAEMIN AND YOUR SQUAD MORE THAN US ,YOUR MEMBERS??"
And Ji was offended and dejectedly defended himself and asked ksoo " NO! WHY ARE YOU PUTTING IT THIS WAY, YOU MAKE ME LOOK BAD! OF COURSE NOT! THAT'S NOT TRUE, I ENJOY BEING WITH YOU ALL" and continued defending himself and talking about how he always meets the members and have dinners and how he goes to the gym with chanyeol and baek and how he hangs out with the members who share the same floor as him whom are ( Sehun, Chanyeol and Suho). And then Ji said he couldn't see kyungsoo much coz of their busy schedules and Ksoo was like " No that's just an excuse, saying we have busy schedules that we can't meet is just mere excuses, but it's okay since we're always together in the dorm we always see e/o coz we live together" and it was mentioned that he said it sarcastically and annoyed. Doesn't that sound like a dialogue from a FF? Well it was posted on Exo japan Dvd book.
U must know sasaengs did work in SM hidden "as staff"!! and some staff leaked info to Sasaengs for tons money! Yes they do that and there were many many staff who went to jail for this ! Also I once read that when Managers get kicked by the company they go around spreading all secrets about the bands they worked with in exchange of massive amounts of money from their fans!I saw sasaengs dissing some SM staff for asking for a huge amount of money for some pics and news about Sehun!! U know the scandal of BP's Li/sa's own manager who took advantage of her naiveness and her trust in him and stole 1billion won from her account when she informed him that she is willing to open a project and invest in her mother land! he lied to her and promised her to find her a good local for the project and that he will invest her money in a project that would benefit her so much in thailand but at the end he took the money and disappeared, yes! Staff and managers don't get paid well btw and some go bankrupt with debts related to gambling and drinking and clubbing and paying hookup girls etc... And wanting to live a high class life and buy massive cars and appartement with loans from banks that they end up not being able to pay! And many managers asked money from their idols to solve their problems I read this few times about a female soloist and other female band who paid their manager's debts.
Didn't you hear the story of that Sasaeng who even entered Exo's main dance practice in 2018 and took pics of them practicing! Sehun talked about this somewhere i don't remember maybe on his IG or live, anyway he talked about the invasion of privacy!
U heard of the sasaengs who put cameras in teddy bears they gave to the members and recorded them for a long time before they were exposed! That happened a lot around 2013/2014 when exo became extra famous and gained tons of obsessive fans!
U heard of the sasaengs that got to Exo's hotel room and stole Ksoo's boxer and put it on sale and even his own socks! Check the post here on this link :
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U heard of the fans who inserted cameras and mics under the members beds in the dorm and even in Hotels and in bathrooms!
There are tons of examples so I'll just write etc..
So yes most of 2012 Exo facts that you saw on internet back in 2012/2013 were all taken from recording the members for months by secret cameras and mics inserted in their dorm and hotels and even on the plane during flights !
I had an audio about Baekhyun's birthday party and chanyeol's birthday party with all members just talking and chilling and saying a lot of things! It was deleted after ! And i don't speak korean and didn't understood a thing back then in 2013 so I didn't care much about it! It was deleted after.
If I post what koreans wrote about Exo's daily life in their own dorm and what they said they recorded and filmed about them, you would be shocked! You would say HOW?? DID THEY LIVE WITH THEM?? Yes! THEY DID! DIRECTLY as staff and INDIRECTLY through sasaengs nasty ways.
Some sasaengs worked in S/M as staff and some sasaengs rented apartments in the same building Exo had their dorm at ! And followed them for years!
I even saw a korean exol talking about how she used to pay a woman whom is Exo's neighbor to get information about what she hears from their apartment coz they were living next door! And she said they were so noisy and so hyperactive and screaming a lot and playing music a lot and that kaisoo were the closest ones! And that korean girl didn't even like Kadi !
There was a sasaeng who even disguised as a house keeper and put application in house keepers's agency just to get the Job at Exo's dorm ! And Sasaeng paid Exo's housekeepers millions to get recordings from their daily life. Yeah that's how Kyungsoo got traumatized! And i won't say what happened to him and why he became like this! Scared of interactions with fans and he even mentioned in his interview how sad he is coz his debit trauma caused him to not make a difference btw Sasaengs and real fans that he saw them all as sasaengs and even apologized to fans to whom he was cold before! He said he can't know who would harm him and who are his real fans. And promised to improve his interactions skills. Which he did not very much improved 🤭
Ji and Ksoo and Baek were slutshamed and molested by female fans and male fans! Just a hint ! Let alone death threats and Love confessions and nasty dirty sexual letters sent to their own mail at their dorm! I gave a hint 😉
No problem i'll try to post something to prove you that I only copy past the posts of korean after asking for permission. And you will see the narratives yourself. But it's in korean and the translation is poor but deal with it!
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The Mandalorian Chapter 14 reactions: HOLY SHIT THAT WAS AWESOME BUT ALSO I’M CRYING edition
- the good good din characterization is back after all the weirdness last episode!!!! that soft way he says ‘no, no, I’m not mad at you’? THAT’S din djarin, he would not be fucking impatient with his son having just been informed and seen for himself that he is terrified, go away mr filoni I know you’ve got all of canon memorized but you don’t get this lol. this feels much more right in how din being conflicted and still thinking he should give the baby away for his own good plays out too  
honestly every line of dialogue for him in this one was perfect I was just whispering ‘I love this awkward clueless wonderful man just doing his best’ to myself any time he said anything. “...does this look Jedi to you?” sir I adore you more than words can describe
- we got din chuckling. asjdklfhsdkafghsdafsadhjkfsdahjkfh. fskahfksjad. side note: I can’t believe my joke post about din desperately trying to Force home school the kid with the one (1) jedi trick he knows about and the baby being delighted by it over and over anyway -- listen to his expectant excited laugh when din takes the ball and sets up the game!!!! -- was canon all along. and then the baby & mando music kicking in when he gently put the silver ball into the baby’s hands again and tells him he’s special (because he IS special. to din)? hmng. hmmmmnnnnn  
they opened on the height of softness so we would all crumple under the weight of the rest of the episode and that was very mean of them in a way I sincerely appreciate 
- nothing to see here... just a dad trying to walk through the literal manifestation of the unassailable underlying forces of the universe to get to his baby again and again........ the desperation in that, the love, the foolhardy devotion................... shit
- okay so I might be a dumbass, but I’d never noticed this before -- the silver ball has a blue spot on the top, like so: 
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and in addition we get the room where the baby goes full darth grogu (I have to laugh so I don’t cry okay) on those storm troopers, and there’s a red light in there dominating the room (and it did even more in the concept art):
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in star wars blue means light side and red means dark side (it’s very sophisticated that way), meaning the visual storytelling here is that there’s a battle for the baby’s soul and gideon and all his nonsense (and the trauma bb’s been through in the wider sense) is pulling towards the dark, while grogu and din’s connection leads him towards the light. just... the image of the baby looking at his own reflection in the symbolic representation of his relationship to din? the way children find their sense of self through being safely reflected and held by their caretakers? god help meeeeeee I will go in there and fistfight gideon myself for disrupting that in any way  
the smaller light seems to be blue too, like there’s still the presence of light even if it’s dimmed and small in that shitty horrible room, which is a change from the concept art!
- FENNEC SHAND SURVIVED BITCHES!!! I even called that she’d be back with new shiny robot parts back in season 1, could not happen to a cooler lady, I hope we get more backstory and interaction from her the next episodes -- sounds like she’s basically sworn herself to boba’s service in gratitude for saving her life, I wonder if that’s a cultural thing of whereever she comes from? does she live aboard slave 1 now too?? because that would be hilarious and amazing, it must be like two strange cats trying to get used to sharing the same space   
- everything I could ever hope for about boba fett in this series came true, they went down the much more interesting and nuanced route with jango and boba’s identities as mandalorians, he looked cool as fuck and made din as a character shine rather than overshadowing him... amazing beautiful yesss 
(I did 100% not anticipate just how ‘cool uncle boba here to help you fuck shit up’ he was going to be but I am delighted to get it anyway. uncle points deducted for getting someone to point a gun at the baby, but the main point still stands lol) 
the power and brutality of his hand to hand fighting too... a w e s o m e , I enjoyed the action scenes a lot in this one
- they even recanonized him actually wearing jango’s armour. what more could I ask for. I’ve had confused parent & child feels about these two since I was like eleven and here we fucking go again. and jango fighting in the mando civil wars too!
- so I’m grieving the razor crest (and I always will be, rip you magnificent jalopy, always in my heart) but also there’s the grim satisfaction that my reading on it was sort of true -- it is (...was. oh god it’s going to take a while to sink in huh) a symbol of din’s self and life, and at this point when they take the baby it tears everything else to pieces. the only thing that’s left in the ashes is the beskar and the thing that connects him to the baby. and there’s... a strange solace in seeing that that’s all he needs to keep going? he’s fucking obliterated from orbit but he still has his love for the baby and the beskar and that can keep him going until he finds something new, everything else can be replaced?????? weirdly healing, though he is probably going to have a solid breakdown at some point after they get the kid back (shut up they are getting the kid back) and the cold distant fog lifts 
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also this scene/shot feels like it carries some Meaning, doesn’t it? I’m on record several times saying I never want din to be mand’alor and that’s still true, but there’s something about the framing of this and the way boba looks at him that’s like... hm. I’m not sure I have the words for it. there’s something heightened about it, anyway, for a moment he looks like something mythic there in the wreckage 
(something I would be much cooler with is our clan of two growing a little bit and those new people rallying behind him, actually, that might be neat. imagine if a force user does show up for the baby and gets adopted into the clan somehow??? so many possibilities.) 
- from the way he picks up the silver ball... din djarin is on his way to straight up murder some people huh
I think part of what reassures me about this scene is the music -- this mando flute is not distant, is not beaten, is not despondent, it’s clear and determined and strong.
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I love this. I love when we get explicit baby POVs, it makes it feel so real and intimate and... like home. (I especially loved baby’s point of view inside the razor crest, which just made me tear up again. baby lost the closest thing he’s had to a home in a long long time on top of it all. everything is suffering)
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Emotionally Significant Thumb Grabbing tm; the show
- din djarin looking for the ‘on’ switch on a magic rock fhsdakjfhsadlfhsdjah I can’t breathe
 “Well, this is the seeing stone. Are you. Seeing anything?” fsafkdsajhfsa sdhfksjalhfkjsdahfkjsdhf
- the energy around the baby as he’s, in ahsoka’s words, ‘choosing his path’ is blue, and the force sort of works across time and space, right?? so there’s definitely still hope for our lil green bean to not have to come up with a really dumb unsubtle sith name for himself, as is regrettably yet delightfully tradition. darth babbu should never come to pass (I do like how they’re interrogating the normal dark/light side dichotomy in this series, seeing as this is a literal baby who can’t really be responsible for that stuff himself yet and has such capacity for both.)  
- listen. listen, the way din says ‘can you please hurry up’ with no sarcasm or real impatience whatsoever, more like a harried worry, to his force-meditating son as he jogs off to make sure no one’s trying to kill them. is hilarious and also YES this is what the character is!!! weirdly and incongruously polite under stress sometimes and with a slightly odd reaction pattern to things!!! he’s not just quiet and badass, he’s a little strange sometimes and it’s so good!  
- a friendly opening volley warning shot from boba there
also din uncertainly asking BOBA FETT if he’s a jedi... now this is the dramatic irony I’ve been looking for haha 
I guess neither shand nor boba actually know din’s name after this either. baby you gotta start introducing yourself at some point it gets real confusing when there are two mandos on screen 
oh the long weary sigh going through din’s frame when boba says he wants ‘the armour’ and he thinks it’s just someone trying to peel the beskar off his corpse again. sorry the galaxy’s so shitty dad   
- “But fate sometimes steps in to rescue the wretched” is a killer line well done mr favreau. I like that boba actually offers din a good deal as well and seems to intend to deliver on it from how things are going. 
- din using his beskar-covered bod to cover someone he’s fighting alongside!!! literal moving cover haha. also I love fennec’s costume design  
- I don’t know where din got more whistling birds from and I don’t care, it was really cool haha 
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wow haha um so anyway -- 
(cue all the ‘who wore it better’ with cobb vanth’s ‘spiderman’s first home made costume’ look on one side and ABSOLUTE UNIT DADDY boba fett on the other side posts lol)
- aaaghh the music almost like a stunned desperate fluttering heart beat as din watches the razor crest be destroyed 
- for someone who has willingly worked for them in the past boba sure sounds less than thrilled about having the empire back in any capacity 
- oof the deadness in din’s voice when he says “The child is gone”. ooooh no that got me  h e l p 
- guessing next episode is at least partly a ‘gathering old allies and preparing the assault’ step before the grand finale, then! they cannot go for the season ender cliffhanger with this, I will fucking riot. anything can be up in the air except baby and dad being separated, I will not allow it
it would be very funny if the force user baby called out to comes stumbling into the middle of all this like the troy entering the room with pizzas meme too 
- the music in the darth grogu scene is partially a dark mirror of the baby & mando music :’( is nothing in this world sacred
also from how he reaches out for it baby might have used a light saber before in the past with the jedi? ngl the idea of baby wielding the dark saber not when he’s all grown up but in like two episodes -- with all the chaos a toddler holding a laser sword would involve -- is all that is keeping me sane here 
‘liable to put an eye out with one of these’ well gideon you sure have doomed someone to lose an eye with that one, here’s to hoping it’s you, for full dramatic payoff 
he is a deliciously smug awful force with great musical cues tho, you have to give it to him
- okay so this
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is obviously awful and horrible and it makes me so sad... but it is undeniably also very very very funny in how it’s framed. you know what? after all this bullshit baby grogu can have a little dark side tantrum, as a treat, we’ve all been there right
(forget finding a jedi, we need to go out there and find a child psychologist who can help him deal with this without adding the fear that he’s on the path to become a two foot tall evil space sorcerer to the mix Y_________Y) 
- rip the razor crest except for the second time :’’’( gone but never forgotten
- the last thing din tells the baby is “I’m gonna protect you; I’ll be back soon”. and I hope that stays with the kid somehow and that it actually comes true, that din will be back for him as soon as humanly possible and all this pain and fear can be repaired. ggggghhhhh my emotions are too big for my dumb human body 
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