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shai-manahan · 2 years

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OK OK OK CALM DOWN CALM DOWN THIS IS NOT AM EMERGENCY BUT I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW JUST HOW MUCH I LOVE YOUR WRITING AND IF LIKE- ????? THE WAY YOU DESCRIBE THINGS IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND OMG THAT NIGHTMARE SCENE IS GIVING ME NIGHTMARES THE MORE I THINK ABOUT IT SO I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU THAT I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR WORK AND HOW GLAD IM THAT YOU DECIDED TO BRING IT TO LIFE- SO KEEP IT UP AND PLEASE TAKE CARE YOUR HEALTH AS WELL 👍👍👍👍👍👍

also i have a few theories about our MC if you don't mind-

1. so... as i played through the nightmare scene for the 9th time in a row to fully relish the horror and trauma, i realized that our dear (but unfortunate) MC must have gone through something MUCH MUCH worse than merely watching their father get oofed off by their mother 🤔🤔🤔 because i once read somewhere that if someone experiences like a really bad traumatic experience their brain will instinctively suppress their memories and lock them away to protect the person from getting anymore affected and also to give them a sense of normality? dunno about that our brains can be really mysterious sometimes, which brings me to my second theory

2. OK OK OK i know this may sound crazy and also scientifically inaccurate, but i think MC has some sort of Dissociative disorder? i mean- how do you explain their sudden black out from their home to their journey all the way to Bale's territory and the bar? or maybe im just overthinking it and perhaps its somehow related to the hallucinations and the syringes that have been emphasized over multiples times in the demo

3. why do i feel our MC is being drugged with something 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 or maybe something happened before or after the incident with their father otherwise why would Alex act so sus, Vincent too, YALL TOO SUS

and so ends my theory spree as i have exhausted my remaining two brain cells to make SOME kind of sense and connection through this whole theory thing

ALSO ALSO ALONZO WHY DO I HAVE A FEELING I WRONGED YOU SOMEHOW AND SOMEWHERE AND IF I DID IM SO SORRY -

which puts me to my next question, i wonder why our MC just offed 11 of their coworkers 🤔 corruption maybe? whatever the case Is, it still doesn't excuse bernard (or whatever his name is, he's a jerk) for acting like the lil piece of poop he is, to both us and finn cause oh boy imma bout to throw hands (you better sleep with one eye open you lil shit)

ALSO ALSO ALSO MORE WESLEY LORE YAY omg now i feel kinda conflicted rn like i still wanna sock that lil bastard for exposing us but i feel kinda pity for him too, also that wholesome moment between them was so cute if not for the current angsty situation, but i guess i'll them off with one good bish slap on the face for the whole expose before listening to their side of the story

and now finally, after going through your whole blog i realized that we have a hidden mental health stat- lol my mc is gonna be one helluva self sabotaging half depressed boi bu the end of this IF 😂

SORRY FOR THE EXTREMELY LONG RANT / ASK I WAS JUST TOO EXCITED AFTER PLAYING THE WHOLE DEMO AGAIN OVER 9 TIMES BEFORE FINALLY FEELING SATISFIED- IM SORRY 😭😅

Oh that is long, but don't be sorry! I love seeing long messages like this 😌And I’m so glad you love the story to this extent 😭

First of all, so there'll be no misunderstandings, I want to make it clear that what the MC is going through isn't exactly a dissociative disorder, although there is some degree of disassociation happening. I can't explain further because it's a very huge spoiler, but not everything they've been experiencing can be solely attributed to the level of trauma and other related occurrences that DID patients often went through before being diagnosed. It's a little... different.

This does not mean, however, that the MC has no repressed memories 😔 If you look carefully, there are actually some more hints spread throughout the demo, although some of them are hidden behind certain routes. A lot are in Chapter 2, though. Anyway, the revelations relating to it won’t be the focus of Book 1, but there will be a lot more clues in the future.

And yeah, I'm afraid Alex and Vincent will continue to be sus all the way.

YALL TOO SUS

ah but I wouldn’t have done my job right if they’re not sus :)))

why do i feel our MC is being drugged with something 🤔

🤔🤔🤔

ALSO ALSO ALONZO WHY DO I HAVE A FEELING I WRONGED YOU SOMEHOW AND SOMEWHERE AND IF I DID IM SO SORRY

Well, I suppose that depends on the perspective but Alonzo does believe the MC has wronged them haha which is tbh actually valid.

which puts me to my next question, i wonder why our MC just offed 11 of their coworkers 🤔 corruption maybe?

To be fair, I don't think arresting them counts as offing lmao but yeah there's a heavy corruption occurring within the police force and everybody knows it; it's just that most of the people in Gaile cannot do anything to stop it. And don't worry about Bertrand, he already sleeps with one eye open lmaoooo although he does have kind of a huge role (spoiler: he will always be an asshole).

Wesley's reuinion scene, though... if you all think the flashback scene is already conflicting you, well, the reunion might uh.... actually nevermind, I'm not gonna spoil it.

There are four types of mental health stats in the demo right now, but I'm arranging all the variables in a spreadsheet to see if I've missed anything. I kinda have a lot of them lmfao.

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koostarcandy · 1 year

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remedy

summary: "i think, just think, if you stay here, just for a while, play with my hair or whatever, i may fall asleep, just saying."

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: jeon jungkook rotting my brain fluff

wc: 875 words (tiny baby)

a/n: lmao look who's back because she fell asleep on jungkook's live (like literally my phone was on my face) also for this story's sake, this took place in the dark of morning and not the dawn :] also, also, there's a spoiler for the pale horse by agatha christie in here :P happy 10 years everybody! here's to more ♡

"how was the book, my love?"

you trip over the soft rug placed infront of the bathroom door, startled that your boyfriend's still awake at 3:33 a.m. you figured he would fall asleep after watching spiderverse reels and coming up with tons of theories about the final movie of the trilogy. jungkook lies on your side of the bed, fluffy mop of dark hair covering his tired eyes. you take your time with your skincare routine, describing the agatha christie you've been reading for the past 2 and a half hours, knowing it was gonna be a long night anyway.

"it was thallium poisoning, koo, not witchcraft. i never knew your hair could fall out in clumps because of that." you gently massage the serum into your face, looking around from the mirror to jungkook's gaze on you, slight smile playing on his pierced lips.

"did you put this before heading to bed, koo?" he moves his head absentmindedly, eyes darting from the small bottle in your hand to your face back again. you take it as a yes, meticulously placing the bottle in its designated place. you all but rush to bed, sneaking under the covers to his side of the bed.

your beloved shifts from lying to his side to on his tummy, chin placed on his special neck pillow, cheeks getting squished from his hands holding up his head. you scoot closer to him, brushing the bangs away from his face. you finally catch the stars in his eyes, nose scrunching in delight at the impromptu head massage.

"what's on your mind, baby?" you mumble into his hair, when he finds his way to your chest, arms immediately wrapping around you tightly in the softest way possible. "dunno," you feel his shoulders go up and down when shrugs, "there's always something up there now, you know?" he practically buries his face in your neck, placing a chaste kiss here and there. his fingers trace their way all the way from your hipbone to your shoulder, fidgeting with the thin silver necklace holding the delicate pendant he had given you on your birthday.

"wanna sleep and at the same, i don't wanna," he pouts, moving away from you ever so slightly to look up at you. "and why is that?" you ask curiously, smiling at him shivering at the touch of your cold fingers at the back of his neck. jungkook gazes at your eyes boring into him like warm rays of sunshine after a sudden spring shower. your moon-like eyes turns into pretty crescents when the silence gets comfortable, your bodies blending into one for warmth, despite the sultry heat outside. jungkook flings his leg over you, practically intertwined with you like vines on a lamp-post. its like his mind has come to a standstill, in a good way. the million thoughts running in his head has suddenly ceased, all because of your firm yet tender hands on him, one playing with his hair absentmindedly and the other tracing hearts on the upper part of his tattoo sleeve.

jungkook knows, despite not answering your question, you see right through his silence. he has wondered and pondered, over countless nights and self made whiskey cocktails, what exactly plagues his mind to avoid him catching up on some shut eye. he is no stranger to insomnia, often finding himself with new hobbies to while away the time till he finally gets sleepy. he boxed, karaoke-d, cooked his way through it all, that is until, he found you.

his own personal remedy, in the form of the most emotive, sometimes amorous love. nights spent with you is new everyday, no matter the place or time. you both could be on the couch, tummies full and hearts content at 9:45 p.m and jungkook would find himself asleep within seconds, something he could rarely achieve by himself. your lingering touches are something he thought he could only dream of, often waking up to you rolled over to the other side of the bed, grumbling to himself about your adventurous sleeping habits, wondering why you could never stay in one place, knowing he's subject to your teases about the same everyday. he gently pulls you to him anyway, spooning you until he finds the warmth he was searching helplessly for so long in his dream-like state.

"i can only sleep well when you're here with me," he confesses, a whisper into the dark space you both fondly call home. you catch his doe eyes on you, the night lights from outside never failing to enhance the galaxies you wake up to and sleep to everyday. jungkook clasps the back of your shirt in his hand, a subtle sign that he's succumbing to sleep's heavy hold.

"i think, just think, if you, just for a while, play with my hair or whatever, i may fall asleep, just saying."

your hand immediately resumes it's precious job, chuckling slightly at his quiet request of a head massage. his eyelashes flutter when his eyelids betray his mind, wanting one last look at you before he sees you again. before you know it, he's snoring away to dreamland in your arms, where you trust you'll meet him soon.

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tojivu · 4 months

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Helloo!! I've came across ur fics a few times and it never fail to makes me smile, and I have an idea from scrolling on tiktok for a whole week, I'm not sure if ur reqs are still open... But may I request the orange peel theory with jjk men n boys? Your pick on who u want to write in that scenario! If ur req is close pls ignore this! Thank you and I hope you have an amazing day!

the things i do for you ! ⋆ jjk men

the orange peel theory ˖ gojo, geto, toji, nanami.

an. honestly i'm still kind of ??? on what exactly is the orange peel theory but i'm assuming it's just acts of service? im so sorry if its wrong LOL pls i don't keep up with tiktok......

an ii. ok i did end up getting the prompt wrong but i hope yall like this anyway..

cw. sfw. f!reader. not proofread. acts of service.

playing. lovesong by beabadoobee.

GOJO SATORU is a familiar face at the local coffee shop down the block — and no, it's not because he keeps raiding their cheesecake displays. he much prefers the ones across the street; he only comes by this particular one to pick up your favourite coffee.

"toru, could you get something for me at the coffee place?"

"yeah, i can," he hums. "what do you need, baby?"

it's actually only a 5 minute walk, and you never told satoru your order. it was too specific that you were sure he would forget; so you just told him to buy an iced latte and be quick with it. after all, you could never go wrong with such a basic drink.

"'s okay, baby," he presses a quick kiss to your cheek, confident he would not come back home with a boring latte. "i'll get you something even better."

"please don't. your taste in coffee is terrible — no, forget it, i can just go by myself later." you groan, wriggling around in the sheets of your bed to find that warm spot in the blankets; satoru was up since 6am, and you've only just opened your eyes.

"oh, no need for that," your boyfriend smirks: almost too creepily. "i have great taste! both in coffee and women—"

you smack his arm, using your hands to gesture a shoo-ing motion. you weren't conscious enough to tolerate satoru's gross flirtations. his eyebrows furrow and lips pout, quickly planting another kiss on your forehead before standing up. he scrambles through the desk drawer for his sunglasses — eventually finding them and leaving the house.

little did you know that your boyfriend has your order memorised — it was a small order, not that difficult to remember. satoru didn't think it was necessary to make you get up and grab it yourself; he had legs, and he liked the fresh air, too. plus, he knows he'll get to see you smile first thing when you wake up; perhaps you might give him one of those kisses on the forehead that he loves so much.

you thought he would have called you lazy for not getting up — he would be offended you think so little of him if you admitted that. satoru sees your sleepy face, hears your peaceful snores and he thinks he would rather die by impalement than wake you.

when satoru returns, you're still tucked into bed and fast asleep. he leaves the coffee on the nightstand before kneeling down and leaving the third kiss of the day, right on your lips — and it's then that he realises that you have him so in love that he's willing to spend $8.95 every morning for the rest of his life on overpriced coffee.

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GETO SUGURU holds the most romantic date nights, but there's only one thing you don't particularly enjoy — that being there's always so much walking involved.

yes, you think the opportunity to just take a breath and link pinkies with suguru is nice; it's just that your shoes tend to undo themselves no matter how many bunny ears you tie. your laces have been through war — the plastic aglets have been long lost and the loose string is practically just that. they're starting to pull apart from eachother that you consider just wearing heels for the next few dates until you find better ones.

"we just need to turn the corner—"

suguru's words are cut off by your sighs. you look down at your shoelaces and they are once again untied; the pout on your lips make his curve upward, after he lets out a sigh of his own.

"i really need to get you new shoes," suguru mutters. "they've definitely been through it."

"can you tie them for me?"

it's a simple request that gets suguru on one knee, dress pants stained by the concrete dust, as you patiently wait for him to finish tying the knots he's so skilled at.

"the ones you tie never come out."

"that's a lie," suguru says, his voice a little muffled with the distance between your heads. his rough fingers miss the loop and he opts to restart the knot. "i tied them before we left the house, and look at them now."

your face flushes at that. he sees through your lie like glass — you were always so easy to read.

"i just like the way you tie them, sugu. plus, they only untied because i redid them myself."

"yeah, i think it's because i don't tie them like a preschooler," suguru teases — he ties the knot tightly and stands up. "you should learn how to tie them the right way, baby."

you shake your head, and he raises an eyebrow at your reaction. his left pinky reaches for yours again, before you two start to walk once more.

"why do i need to learn if i have you?"

there's silence for a bit, nothing but cars honking and chattering from the people enjoying the nightlife just as you were — you almost retract your statement when suguru looks at you expectantly.

"is that so?" suguru chuckles at your response. "i guess you're right."

you giggle at his seemingly sarcastic reply — but you don't see the way he smiles, the way the tips of his ears burn, nor do you hear the loud thumping of his heart that tell he is being serious.

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TOJI FUSHIGURO doesn't know what small is.

well, everything about him is big — his body, his mind, his bank account, his heart.

it took you awhile to figure that last one out, though. toji always does the big things. the extravagant, flaunting, costly things. it's only small to him, and it often takes you a lot of convincing to get him to not spend hefty amounts of cash on you.

he feels it's necessary, to take care of his sweet girl like any man should — toji knows nobody can pamper you as well as he does, so he makes sure his money is spent wisely in making you feel safe and content.

you don't know how to tell him that there's no need for all of it, that you just want him to be with you — it's only until one day when you're coughing and sneezing in bed that you have to, after toji's constant pestering about hiring a family doctor.

"tch, baby," toji's voice echoes throughout the spacious bedroom. "shit—you're burning up."

"i'm fine," your voice is hoarse, nose crinkling at the incoming sneeze. "achoo!—"

he frowns, and the scar on his lip shifts downward. he sits on the edge of the bed, thick fingers moving stray hairs away from your face. "told ya we shouldn't have gone last night."

you shake your head. "it was your friend's birthday."

"does it matter, [name]?" he sounds stern. he only ever acts strict with you when he's really worried. "y'were already falling sick yesterday."

you reach for the box of tissues, fingers trying to reach inside the packaging for another piece, but you seem to have used all of them up — the 3rd time today.

"can you stay home, toji?"

it's one simple request that has him nodding. if you didn't mention it, he thinks he would've forgotten all about work — toji was much too worried to let you stay home alone, while a random doctor he hires on the day of attends to you. he much rather take care of you himself.

"i think i'll fuckin' have to," toji answers, frown plastered on his face out of pure worry; he has no idea how happy his reply makes you — you were more than comfortable with the idea of him taking care of you. "'m too worried to let you be alone."

"thank you, toji," you smile up at him and he feels his face burn up, so much that he thinks he feels hotter than you; "you always take such good care of me."

he always does. there was no doubt about it.

it's then that toji fushiguro stands up, his feet quick in making it's way to the bathroom to prepare a cold towel to plaster on top of your forehead. his actions are quick, wanting to make you feel better as soon as possible; your pale lips and tired eyes worried him more than he'd like to admit.

he ends up cooking the worst chicken noodle soup ever, but you chug it down with a grateful smile and a kiss to toji's cheek.

"fuck," he mumbles, sounding almost annoyed. "think i'm gonna get a fever now, too."

the smirk on his face tells you everything, though — at least now he knows money can't buy this.

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NANAMI KENTO is the type of man to do as you please, whenever you please, even if it's something you didn't even ask for.

he loves to see the smile on your face, the way your eyes sparkle when he agrees to help you with something just because you want him to — he can never get sick of the way your voice thanks him.

this is especially true in times of emergency.

it's a friday night and you're having dinner with nanami, legs crossed underneath the marbled tabletop — your silk emerald green dress flows perfectly, hugs your body just right; you think you did a good job picking it out today.

nanami had a range of activities planned out for tonight. it was your anniversary — dinner, then a film festival, then whatever surprise he kept a secret after.

you didn't try to snoop this time, genuinely thrilled to have such a special night with your lover; you were always one to love surprises, especially the ones from nanami.

beautiful, slow tempo jazz plays in the italian restaurant — you feel like you're from a different time, enjoying such authentic food.

"ken," you smile. "you should try some of this."

he doesn't respond for a bit. he's been looking at you with dreamy eyes, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lip; it's not until you giggle that he snaps out of whatever state he was just in.

"sorry, darling," nanami clears his throat. "you just look absolutely breathtaking tonight."

you physically feel the blood rush to your cheeks, too fast that it's almost embarrassing: kento truly knew how to fluster you.

you spin the fork in your hand clockwise, picking up a ball of pasta. "do i not look breathtaking every night?"

nanami chuckles, fingers controlling the knife sawing away at the steak that sits ready on his plate. "stop teasing. you know i think you're beautiful every second—"

plop.

your eyes widen, feeling a damp spot on your thigh. your fork suddenly feels lighter, and your eyes dart down to your dress that now has a patch of spaghetti sauce.

your eyes forcefully close shut in embarrassment, fingers rubbing your temples as you sigh.

"shit," you curse under your breath. "i'm sorry, kento."

he smiles, shaking his head. "what are you apologising for? you didn't drop it on purpose."

nanami sees the frown that drags your smile away, and he feels his heart sink. he knows you really loved that dress — and so he asks you to just enjoy your meal and that he'll make something work.

it's then that his plan derails, just a little. you two are running late to the film festival, but he couldn't think of any better solution.

"wait a little, okay?"

nanami parks the car, and his feet quickly lead him out and into the mall for a little over 10 minutes — when he returns, it's with a black bag with gold printed letters.

oddly familiar, you think.

he steps into the driver's seat, shuts the door and opens the bag: it's the same dress you're wearing, just in a different colour — blue.

nevertheless, you can't help the smile that creeps up on your face. "ken.. you really didn't—"

"yes, i had to." he interrupts. "i know it's not green, but i hope it's okay."

"thank you, love." you say, voice too sweet that nanami remembers all the reasons he does these things for you — he thinks he'll never get tired of it.

020224 — happpyy february ! also i think nanami's one is a little ermm but we rock we roll life moves on yolo :( i got lazy towards the end but i tried Okay

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certifiedcodbabygirl · 5 months

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I see the ask box open I ask like a moth to flame!!🔥👀✨ Potential TW for anxiety around intimacy(nothing graphic or descriptive) I NEED soft dom soap x reader w a SHIT TON of praise& encouragement. A bitch has a LOT of anxiety and need someone to talk me through it, and can it be they’re already together? Anything else fluffy pls add whatever you’d like!!! Thank you & feel free to ignore if you don’t vibe! Peace out!!✌🏼

Hi love, sorry it took so long but here you go <3

Thought I'd go with your first time with him. Lyrics to Francessca by Hozier are used.

The atom soulmate theory: The idea that during the big bang, the atoms that make us were split into two, creating soulmates aka our other half.

Times like these are meant to be exciting, loved, desired. Why aren't they? He kisses you like you're sculpted by Michaelangelo himself, as if you are his own angel. You are. His hand cupping your face, thumb gently caressing just below your eyes. So gentle you almost miss it. You don't.

He tries to gently pull you on to his lap, but you pull back, knowing where it will lead. He looks up at you, confusion lightly etched onto his face.

Do you think I'd give up?

"What's wrong, bonnie? Why do ya do this?" he softly asks, hand moving to cup your jaw, thumb gently swiping over you bottom lip.

"I don't think I can" you say quietly, not even meaning to fully say it. You move to get off the couch, but he grabs your wrist, pulling to sit you on his lap.

"What do ya mean you can't? What's wrong?" He asks, softly kissing your collar bone, looking up at you.

It's time. He never wants you to hide from him because you're scared of the outcome.

"I wanna be good. I'm don't wanna be disappointing.. And before you say I couldn't or something, you don't know that. I could be. I know you love me, and you've been so patient. I just don't want the wait to not be worth it. You deserve the best, or at least satisfying and I dunno if I ca-" you begin to ramble but are cut off by his lips covering yours. He holds the back of your head. Not harshly but to keep you there. He pulls away, forehead against yours.

That this might have shook the love from me?

Or that I was on the brink

"That's what this is about?" He asks in a near whisper.

"Mhm.." you say quietly as well.

"Mo leannan" he lightly chuckles, "Why didn't ya tell me sooner?"

"Didn't wanna bother you" You say, heart pounding and throat beginning to tighten as your anxiety rises.

He gently and slowly lays you down on the couch, hovering over you, hand holding your waist.

"My love fer ya innt dependent on sex. Yer so beautiful, how could ya possibly disappoint?" He asks as he softly kisses your neck.

How could you think, darlin, I'd scare so easily?

Now that it's done

You stay quiet, not wanting to argue, slipping into wanting his praise. He slowly moves down your body, gently lifting your shirt to your ribs, softly kissing your ribs, moving down to above your belly button and below your belly button.

"So fucking beautiful, so soft" He whispers into your skin, hands caressing your sides. His hands move down to your pants, and looks up at you.

"Can I?"

You pause for a second, the feeling reappearing in your throat. You shakily nod, hoping to be wrong, faking the courage.

"Words, bonnie" He kisses your stomach again.

"yes" You say quietly.

"Good gal" He gently pulls your pants off, discarding them next to the couch. His breath hitches as he slowly removes your underwear.

"Beautiful" He looks at you as he spreads your legs, laying soft kisses to the inside of your thighs, moving to your cunt. You subconsciously close your legs slightly.

There's not one thing that I would change

My life was a storm since I was born

How could I fear any hurricane?

"Hey, sweetheart. It's okay, just lay back fer me. Close your eyes for me, alright?"

Your lip slightly quivers, but you listen to what he says. You sink into the couch. He laces his hands with yours, thumbs gently moving against the back of your hands. You let out a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves.

"Tha right, just breath for me, okay mo ghràdh? Good girl"

That's easy enough. Inhale, exhale.

Inhale

Exhale

His tongue licks a stripe up your cup, the feeling causes you to take a sharp inhale at the feeling. He pauses for a second.

"Fuck" He exhales, leaning in for more.

"What's wrong?" You lift up to look at him. One of this hands moves to gently push your chest back down.

"Best fouckin taste. Been keepin this from me, tastes like heaven" He slightly groans, tongue flicking against your clit.

If someone asked me at the end, I'd tell them put me back in it

Darlin, I would do it again

Your hand grips his hair slightly, more resting against it. You let out a long exhale.

"Johnny" You whine, head going fuzzy from the soft pleasure.

"I know, sweetheart, I know" His hands leave you to move your legs up and over his shoulder, feet against his back. His hands grip your thighs, a bit of your fat squished between his fingers. Not enough to leave a mark, but a firm grip.

If I could hold you for a minute

Darlin, I'd go through it again

He alternates between sucking and licking your clit. You moan, hands holding the back of his head.

"I love ya, so much" He whispers between your thighs.

You feel tears beginning to well in your eyes.

I would still be surprised I could find you

Darlin in any life

"I love you" You sniffle, "Thank you"

"Meant fer eachothar, swear teh god we are" He sits up, lifting his shirt off over him, and takes of his jeans.

He leans down to kiss you, lifting your head up to meet him halfway. You fully lift up to wrap your arms around his neck. His hands hold the small of your back, as if you'd disappear. He lays you back down, and removes his boxers, cock springing out. He's not ridiculously long, about 6.5 inches, but thick. He leans back down, kissing your neck so so softly. He slowly grinds his cock against your clit, the stimulation slightly making you jolt.

"Do ya want this, if yer not ready, we dinnae have tah" He whispers into your neck.

"Want you, just dunno what to do" You say, hands cupping the back of his neck.

For all that was said

Of where we'd end up at the end of it

When the heart would cease, ours never knew peace What good would it be on the far side of things?

"Ya already do so much just layin here" He reassures, lining up to your entrance, "Just relax for me, sweet gal"

You inhale and nod. He kisses your upper chest as he slowly pushes in. You let out a shakey breath, hand slightly scratching up his upper back.

"Good job, bonnie. Doin so good fer me" he says as he pushes in more.

It was too soon When that part of you was ripped away A grip taking hold like a cancer that grows Each piece of your body that it takes

"'M not like em, I promise. You're like a fouckin angel to me" He says, as if he already knew the other men you had been with had taken you for granted.

"Don't wanna let you down" You inhale.

"Never" he pushes in all the way, letting out a groan, "so fouckin tight"

He gives you a moment to adjust, before slowly grinding into you. His arm moves to fully hold you by your lower back.

"Johnny, please, need you to go faster" You whimper, trying to grind into him.

"Shh, needa appreciate 'er" He whispers against your skin.

Though I know my heart would break

I'd tell them put me back in it

Darlin, I'd do it again

If I could hold you for a minute

Darlin, I'd go through it again

"Thank you" He kisses you more passionately than before.

"For what?" You whine as hethrusts into you a little deeper than before, as if trying to become a part of you.

"This, everything, to feel ya, fer choosin me" He exhales, "Dinnae ken how I even looked at anyone before ya"

I would not change it each time Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I I would not change it each time

"I promise there int an after ya" He promises, breath fanning against your collar bone.

Before you can respond, the coil in your stomach begins to tighten.

"Johnny" you try to warn, "I'm gonna cum"

"I know, bonnie. 'M gonna too. Let go fer me" He groans into your neck, slightly speeding up, pace faltering.

Your whines get higher and higher pitched, the cord finally snapping with a cry as you tumble off the edge.

"Johnny!" You cry out, clutching onto him.

With a groan, he spills into you, holding onto you like a lifeline.

"Oh fuck" He damn near whimpers, gasping.

As your orgasms fade away, he leans in to kiss you, softly kissing your cheeks, then your forehead, and lastly your closed eyes.

"So so good, bonnie. Better than I imagined" He whispers, forehead leaning against yours.

"Most beautiful fouckin soul I would've ev'r met"

I would not change it each time

The atom soulmate theory: The idea that during the big bang, the atoms that make us were split into two, creating soulmates aka our other half.

#call of duty modern warfare #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap cod #soap mw2 #soap x reader #soap smut #cod smut #cod x reader #cod mw3

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chocotonez · 11 months

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enhypen summer dates pt2: bonfires

a/n: burnt marshmallows > browned marshmallows

summary: enhypen + you on a bonfire date

cw/genre: Mild cursing, fluff, fire, food, English is not my first language and lmk if anything else should be tagged!

link to 1k June special!! -> (^_−)−☆

heesung

-idk why I can never see him going outside but it takes a lot of convincing for him to go to a bonfire especially late at night

-holds your hands by the fire pit, pointing out shapes in the flames, humming softly

-you probably have to yell at him to get off his phone so he can enjoy the outdoors

-can get bored kinda easily but as long as he’s with you he doesn’t care that much

-he’s willing to walk through seven feet of mud if he’s holding your hand

-gets stressed if the fire gets too big because he thinks one of you is gonna get burnt ;;

-sings really softly but don’t fall asleep pls he wants to go inside and cuddle on a mattress

jay

-dawg is grilling!!

-one time at a bonfire my friend was making sandwiches like it was a production line so that’s pretty much Jay grilling over the fire

-makes sure you are well fed and comfy!!

-makes bomb ass s’mores as well, brings extra blankets, he wants to see you all comfy and cozy during your little excursion

-covers your eyes so you don’t get smoke in them

-lays your head on his lap so he can play with your hair, and gladly carries you back to the car if you fall asleep (if he didn’t fall asleep by the cozy fire himself)

-likes to take care of you while you’re enjoying the bonfire, loves staring at you illuminated by the flames, loves being with you <3

-def not a common date but still, if it’s with you it’s fun!

jake

-tells scary stories but might just end up scaring himself

-I have a feeling he’s not very good at roasting marshmallows but it’s ok!! the fact that the marshmallow he toasted for you is scorched and bubbling adds texture and character!!

-tries to impress you by throwing a bunch of tinder into the fire and flexing his muscles while he carries a bunch of sticks

-gets really worried if you get too hot or there is smoke in your eyes :( immediately asks if you want to go home because he just wants you to have fun!!

-he doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable ever <3 especially not during a date

-probably rambles to you about any sort of things on his mind, whether it be interesting mathematical formulas or scientific theories or his favorite episode of a new show he was watching

sunghoon

-“babe watch me throw this *random object* into the fire” “sunghoon what the FUCK?!”

-having tons of fun

-probably scares away any wildlife nearby without how much he laughs and he’s always pinching your cheeks while feeding you toasted snacks

-tells you scary stories but acts them out too!! mainly so you don’t get too scared

-pretends he’s a fire-bender and you get slightly worried for his health because he is messing around so closely to the flames but he reassures you that he’s a fire-bender

-“flames do not burn a dragon!!” “Do you need some neosporin?” “ya :(“

-karaoke with you

-really loves bonfires with you, even though you’re just outside

sunoo

-there for the view which includes you + fireworks + and nice sunset!

-is kinda sassy tho, gets all whiny if he gets smoke in his eyes

-brings a ton of blankets so you guys are all nice and toasty and you can cuddle even tho there’s a fire and you end up sweating but it’s ok if it’s with him <3

-he talks a lot, about his day, about your day, where he wants to go tomorrow, his favorite stars…

-makes you toast all the food over the fire because he’s too comfortable wrapped in his blankets on his chair to move

-def not his fave date but he doesn’t mind because he gets a ton of cute photos with you

-he’s down for any sorta date but he doesn’t want to get dirt on his pants and smoke in his hair!!

jungwon

-quiet, just enjoys the fire with you by his side

-feeds you s’mores or toasties

-both of you probably end up taking a nap and wake up to a dying flame and bright stars staring down at you <3

-he doesn’t really have any sort of noticeable attitude towards bonfires, like cool…ur outside….I guess

-but he’s really focused on your comfort, so he brings fans, blankets, extra water, fans smoke away from your eyes and emergency burn treatment

-holds your hand the entire night, looks up at the stars in awe but they look even brighter in his eyes

-probably ends up burning his hand and getting really embarrassing when you fuss over him tho

niki

-will randomly pop out at you after telling a scary story before hugging you and giggling

-plays with sparklers and you worry there’s going to be more fires than necessary before the end of the night

-hides his face in your arm if too much smoke gets in his eyes

-“I can make s’mores better than you y/n” and ends up melting a marshmallow <3 that’s ok tho you let him win the s’mores competition

-makes up new constellations with you and gives them stupid backstories, the Big Dipper becoming a soup ladle

-tires himself out from playing around too much and probably falls asleep on your shoulder

-he likes bonfires w you :) it’s so cozy but honestly he could do anything with you and he would still love it

•••

taglist: @chansburgah

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen recs #enhypen reactions #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #enhypen headcanons

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stuckwthem · 2 years

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hii could you do joseph quinn comforting you after watching the finale pls😭😭😭😭

hell yeah!!! i'm so happy with this request but makes me wanna cry so bad 😭 hope you like, love xx

joseph comforting you after watching the finale | fluff

t/w: SPOILERS AHEAD. eddie's d word.

summary: joe trying to cheer you up after watching the finale.

authors note: really hope you like it! requests are open! i'm so sorry if is trashy :/

p.s: english isn't my first language.

i felt the need to put this fucking photo and bless y'all eyes. god i'm so in love.

you never thought that you could cry so much over fictional characters until stranger things 4 came out. you were having one of the biggest breakdowns in your life while eddie was dying and just couldn't stop crying until the end of the episode. you finished it absolutely sobbing, mumbling some words about how unfair all of that was.

you could see some tears running on joseph face too, but by the fourth time you were replaying eddies and max's deaths he started to chuckle. his hands were on your hair as your head is laying on his leg, stroking slowly the whole time. you turned your head to look at him, offended with how much he started to laugh. he stared you back in absolut awe, thinking how cute you looked with a red nose.

"i can't believe they did this." you exclaimed, lifting up your body and sitting by his side on the sofa. a hiccup left your mouth and you felt more ridiculous as he smiled.

"oh hun, i can't believe you are crying this bad!" he says with a soft tone, hiding a smile, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear.

”did you watched it? of course i'm devasted! i mean, they're just kids! eddie didn't deserve it!” you whined, looking at him with disbelief.

he also had a sad expression and tears in his face all the time while watching it, you could see how much this role had affect him. it was possible to see how proud he was by the glow in his eyes. you felt like your chest could explode with so much pride.

"plus, it was almost to like…watch you die." you almost whisper, a bit ashamed with how emotional you could get towards him. he looked at you worried, frowning, not wasting any time to hug you.

joe has big arms, a soft chest and loving hands so when he cuddles you against his body everything seems to calm down inside you. you rest your head on his neck curve, sniffing.

"wait, no, darling, are you kidding me? i'm right here, see? blood and flesh and i ain't going nowhere. it's okay, we're good" his british accent gets so heavy when he is caught by surprise and right now you just wanna melt with the vibration his voice makes as you're laying in his chest. "and don't worry, i'll make sure eddie has metal and d&d wherever he are"

joseph grabs your hands when you lift your head to look at him with a pouty face. he is trying to not laugh, so the upside down smile he gives makes you smile with him. joe brings your hands up to his lips, kissing the back of both of them, looking into your eyes with most careful gaze. he just keeps there, holding you for at least thirty minutes as you don't stop rambling about how good actors those kids are and discussing all theories that came into your mind. joe just nods and add comments between your monologue, slowly starting to rant with you.

"but the kas theory is the best one" he says, with widening eyes, totally deluded as he happily talks non-stop about eddie, with passion in his eyes. "c'mon, that kid as a vampire? would be mental!"

"hm mrs. quinn, you're getting too excited with this idea, got something to share with the class?" you murmur, suspiciously. he smirks at you, denying with his head.

"hey, i'm just saying" the curly-head shrugs, raising hands in surrender. you squint your eyes at him and joe laughs at your distrust "you know, i kinda like the ideia of being a vampire"

his tongue walks through inside his cheek, holding a teasing smile. you breathe in heavily, feeling a little dizzy and euphoric with only the ideia.

"oh yeah?" your shoulders push him playfully, and for a moment is possible to see the unknown glimpse that passes through his eyes.

"you know what?" joseph asks, leaning towards you. a strong scent of soap and a after bath lotion entering your nostrils, intoxicating your sistem. "you would be my first victim"

you don't even have time to protest when he attacks your neck, kissing the sensitive area frantically. his lips move up to your jaw and then your face, leaving a kiss on every speck on your cheeks. your chuckles mixed with his echoes on his apartment, just like the sweet nothings both of y'all say between the burst of laughter.

"feel better, gorgeous?" he asks, pulling his face a bit back from yours when he stops, just to have a better look of your tearful and red face, analysing every aspect of it.

you nod with a soft grin and he smiles back, hugging you again before cupping the sides of your face in his big hands, squeezing gently your cheeks.

"i'll make us a cup of tea" and then he presses a delicate kiss on the top of your nose, leaving you in absolutely awe.

#eddie munson fluff #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #fanfic #imagine #josephquinn #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn x reader #stranger things fluff

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poopwons · 4 months

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ok now im gonna need u to write photographer armin pls & thank you!! him giving u a photo album of his fav photos when he confesses? yes 100%

CHLOE MY DEAREST. omg I'm sorry I left you in drafts for so long. I had two panic inducing pet incidents happen within like two days of each other. Everyone's okay, I just freak out when things happen to my babies. **I've also never written for Armin, so this was a bit of a challenge for me. I hope this is okay💖 It's probably my own insecurities about the way I look but I literally fantasize about seeing myself through other peoples eyes, so literally any opportunity to write about that, I'm gonna take it LOL**

You love when it's like this. Just you and Armin laying out on the hood of his car, music playing softly through the open windows, while you talk about anything and everything under the sun.

You loved everyone in the friend group, but you and Armin just seemed to have a special connection. It was easy to talk to him about everything, and he was always bringing little fun facts for you when you needed some cheering up or even just a change of subject when things got too heavy.

So, here you were, chattering on and on about a movie you’d watched recently, telling him about every theory you’d thought up and all the different characters. You can’t help but notice Armin seems to be looking at you differently this time, more attentive, but also not. Like he’s making more eye contact but he’s not actually hearing you.

“Armin?…you okay?” You ask, face etched with concern.

“Hm?” He seems to shake himself out of his head to answer you. “Y-yeah. I’m fine, sorry. Just a lot of my mind, I guess.”

Well, that was different. He’s usually really up front with you when something was bothering him. The two of you confiding in each other and offering advice where you could.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You sit up, propping yourself up on your elbows to look at him more clearly. He seems…you don’t know, nervous maybe?

He pauses, like he’s trying to decide if he really wants to talk to you about this specific thing or not. He sighs, turning to face you.

"Do you ever wonder if it's better to enjoy something the way it is, taking what you can get, rather than risking ruining everything by asking for more?"

"I guess that depends on what the thing is," you say, trying not to pry. "I think, if it's something important to you, what's the harm in asking for more and trying to get the most out of it?"

Armin makes a face, it's almost a pained expression. You scoot a little closer to him, taking his hand in yours, trying to comfort him.

"It would help if I knew exactly what we were referring to." You say gently, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. You just want him to know that you're here for him, just like he's always been there for you.

He takes a deep breath, looking into your eyes, you hope he can see the genuine concern there,

"You know, every time I talk to everyone else about this, they always tell me just to man up and say something. That everything will end up okay, and I'm sure if it was anyone else, that would be true. But, I'm not anyone else, I'm me and..and.."

He does this when he's nervous or anxious about something. Ranting and going on and on, not realizing that all the extra words don't do anything to soothe his nerves. You give his hand another squeeze.

"Armin," You say gently, "I still don't have any idea what you're talking about."

He gives you an apologetic look, then lets out a nervous chuckle.

"Sorry, you're right. I'm not being very clear, am I?" He shakes his head again and goes to move off the hood. "Hang on, maybe this will help."

You wait for him as he goes into the trunk of the car, searching for something before slamming the trunk back down and holding out a book to you. You take it hesitantly, unsure if it's really meant for you or not despite him handing it to you.

"Open it," He's still standing at the hood of the car, fiddling with his nails.

You take the book, holding it upright and opening it, surprised to see a bunch of photos, and you seem to be at the center of all of them. There are photos where you were all obviously with the group, but despite there being so many other potential subjects, Armin had focused on you. There were some photos that he took when it was just the two of you, late at night when he'd take you on a drive after complaining that you couldn't sleep, photos of the two of you at breakfast together.

"I um.. I was saving that for your birthday, but Jean and Connie said I should just give it to you now. It's all my favorite pictures of us, a-and some of my favorites of you." He runs his hand through his hair, sighing before he continues. "Look, I know we're really good friends, and I don't want to mess up anything we have.. I just.." Another sigh, and you can't help but stare at him now, album still clutched in your hands. "You're so... special, an-and smart, and funny, and beautiful, it..god, it drives me crazy sometimes. I...like you..like, really, really like you."

You just sit there, hands clutching the album, staring at him. You can't believe what you just heard. Your heart is hammering in your chest, the blood rushing in your ears. He keeps going while you process everything he's said.

"and I... totally get it if you don't feel the same. Our friendship is so important to me and I don't want this to make things weird.."

"Armin," You start, setting the book to the side, before sitting up on your knees to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into you. "I like you too, a lot."

"You do?" He asks like he's genuinely surprised.

"Yes, you dummy." You chuckle, cupping his face in your hands. "Do you see me calling anyone else at 3am when I can't sleep?"

"I..I mean, no but I thought you just liked riding in my car the best."

"I like being with you the best."

"Oh," He lets that process for a minute, while you just look at him with that same lovey-dovey look you've always given him, wondering how in the hell he could have missed it. "So, do..do you want to be with me?"

"Obviously," You giggle again, before pressing your lips to his, content to spend your whole summer just like this, with your boyfriend.

#aot #armin arlert #armin x reader #poopwons asks

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gabessquishytum · 6 months

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I am having Hobstruction thoughts, but a little different than usual. Join me on this adventure:

Listen, Destruction is a great guy, and he loves making his partners feel good. But being as wildly well endowed as he is, making his partners feel good doesn’t exactly take a lot of effort. He’s never had to try before. He’s spent his life basically being able to just put his dick in someone and being thanked for it.

Now Hob, on the other hand. He’s not small, but in general his dick is pretty average. When he and Ollie get together, Ollie just assumes he’ll be topping because that’s what he always does. And it’s… fine. Hob is very enthusiastic and seems like he’s having fun, but he’s obviously not particularly blown away by the experience. When Hob asks to top the next time, Destruction is open, but not particularly expecting much. After all, bigger dicks mean better sex, right?

He learns- extraordinarily quickly- that while he might have inches, Hob has skill.

Destruction has never begged in his life but suddenly he’s babbling and breathless and Hob is extremely smug above him. He knows exactly how to move, what spots to hit, how to bring him to the edge and back again and again until he’s pleading and seeing stars. In theory Hob shouldn’t be able to hold Destruction down so easily, but he can barely control his limbs and every time Hob pulls his hair at the same time as he pounds his prostate his limbs turn even more into jelly.

It hits him suddenly that he’s maybe not as good at sex as he thought, and something about that is humiliating, and something about that just turns him on more.

It very much becomes part of their dynamic- even when Ollie tops, Hob is unrelenting in talking about what a shame it is that Ollie has such a nice dick and he doesn’t even know what to do with it, how has he gone so long just fumbling and clueless, is he sure he’s done this before? And it just makes him cum harder.

(I just think Destruction deserves to have a humiliation kink and get put in his place sometimes. As a treat.)

-🦇

HELL YES I'll have a piece of this pls <3

The idea of a very large man bottoming always makes me so feral. Hob has a hundred different positions he wants to try. He gets Destruction on all fours and grips him by his long hair, fucking into him doggy style and absolutely making him incoherent. It's unrealistic to expect to hit to prostate on every thrust, but Hob damn near manages it! He'll also fuck and finger Ollie at the same time, plunging deep inside him while also stretching and massaging his rim. Its all stuff that Destruction never even imagined or thought about doing and he can hardly believe that sex can actually be this good. It turns him on so much to be Hob’s special bottom bitch <3 but he does love to top still, because Hob will humiliate him so effectively. Like, he'll squeeze Ollie's sac and tease him about how big and full he is, isn't it a shame he's got those big balls, so good for breeding, but he can't manage to even fuck Hob properly? Destruction ends up whining and crying and coming inside Hob so quickly, even though he's supposed to wait for permission. It feels so fucking good to have Hob as his teacher, his dominant partner. He never thought he'd get so lucky <3

#🦇 anon #the sandman #hobstruction #hoblethros #nsft

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cool-thymus · 26 days

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can i get uhhh no3 and a no10 for the nart questions pls? (hi thymus!!)

Hiiii, Ard! thanks for being interested in my opinion xD I'll start with THE question hehe

10. OTP Who could that be...? 🤔😅 I'm going to use this opportunity to finally make a verbal statement about why i love my otp so much. I started watching Naruto as an experiment in 2022 (at the ripe age of 28) and the land of waves arc got to me: Haku's death (and the way Zabuza used him -yes, i have beef with that guy) got my empathy involved, and Kakashi-sensei charmed me by being incredibly cool AND mysterious. The mysterious part about the origin of his sharingan intrigued me the most: what do you mean "a friend gave it to him"??? who is this friend? where is he? are they still friends? All those questions needed answers. So i learned about Obito Uchiha (mostly through fanart). Then i cried my eyes out watching Kakashi Gaiden and stalled the war arc as long as i could because i knew what was going to happen, and by then i’d already fallen in love with them beyond reason.

Before anything else, this ship is so powerful because separately Kakashi and Obito are incredibly well-written characters. Yes, they complete each other and share their arc till the end, but nevertheless, each of them is autonomous, believable, complex, and deep. They are both the main dish. So the dynamic, the bond they establish between them feels true and natural. One has this sunshine personality, is kind, caring, tenderhearted, and fun; the other has too much to deal with for his age: being a genius will mess with your pride and sense of worth, but not with your tiny, pure, brave heart. Kid Obito and kid Kakashi are so precious, you wanna shield them from everything that is wrong with the world. And then tragedy №1 and tragedy №2 happen that push these two boys to realize they were supposed to be each other’s lifeline. Obito got a head start over Kakashi though. When Kakashi finally sees Obito for who he really is, the sacrifice is already made, leaving Kakashi attached to his lifeline that goes nowhere.

Tragedy №3 crushes their souls one more time and marks the beginning of the horrendous paths they take: Kakashi drowning himself in guilt and the violence of ANBU missions; Obito being groomed, brainwashed and manipulated into a gruesome conspiracy that perverted his ideals. And despite everything that happens next, they still hold on to their lifeline (the shared sharingan serving as the visualization). They are loyal to each other in their own ways. Kakashi lets his memory of Obito guide him and help him live, while Obito never seeks vengeance or takes the eye back. He even goes beyond imaginable and saves Kakashi’s life one last time.

They were written to be tragic, but they were also meant to be special. If only Kishimoto had more sympathy and allowed Obito another chance. Those two precious boys could start all over. And this time, post war, their respect, longing, sorrow, adoration, grief, regrets, hopes would be shared, and the love that had struggled to grow for so long would finally be in full blossom.

(and they’re both hot af)

3. Favorite villain

(No worries, sweet anon, i don’t consider Obito a villain xD) The key villains like Madara or Danzo remind me of middle-aged men who get hung up on conspiracy theories and start believing that they have the world figured out. So they are more annoying than scary to me. And a villain should be frightening, i think. In the ninja world this would be Orochimaru. He’s an egomaniac, a sensible madman, who is deceitful, merciless, and cruel. We were shown such atrocities, so much abuse, torture, and physical pain inflicted on innocent people. And for what? I’m not sure i fully understand his motives: was it out of fear of death? Or is this just him doing what he loves? He IS the worst, and yet, by the end of shippuden he turns into a comedy bit?! Seriously?! This is all kinds of wrong xD But the facts remain, he is a good villain, creepy and scary.

To lighten up the mood i'll attach this scene from Rock Lee and his Ninja Pals that shows the funniest wtf-ish way to defeat Orochimaru xD (now i wonder what else Kakashi can do with his water jutsu ..)

the nart questions

#i tried my best to give a concise answer concerning obkk #they rlly mean the world to me #i hope this came across #thanks for playing the game with me xD #obkk #orochimaru #asks

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1800-fight-me · 2 years

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Bloodthirsty

Vampire!Eddie Munson x Afab!Reader (No Y/N)

Rating: E (my blog is 18+ so minors please do not interact!!)

Warnings: oh god, so many, explicit descriptions of sex, rough sex, blood drinking during sex (i mean he’s a vampire- duh lol), reader cries during foreplay though consent is definitely given, please don’t read if any of this is triggering to you!!

Word count: 1.3k

Author’s note: I’m so horny for this man it’s embarrassing and I read a couple of fics of Eddie coming back from the upside down as a vampire because of all of the bat bites and I am obsessed with that theory and could not get this idea out of my head I was like a woman possessed writing this.... pls don’t judge me I’m just going to post this and run lol

P.S. Here’s a link to my masterlist if you’d like to check out my other writing! Also! My taglist is always open- leave me a comment or an ask if you’d like to be added!

He came to you only at night, your Eddie. Well you supposed he wasn’t quite your Eddie anymore. He was different, changed.

He was rougher, angrier, harder.

Eddie has been through a lot in his life but he always bore it with a smile, a laugh, a joke. But, whatever he experienced in the upside down changed him.

It was like he was becoming the thing people always said he was.

Dark, scary, a monster.

You still love him, desperately.

He comes to you at night and you let him use your body as he wants, as he needs.

There’s a moment when it’s over, when he holds you close, his hands turn gentle and his face nuzzles into your skin and you sigh in relief. It’s like it was before when he used to love you, hold you, cherish you. This twisted version of him still has you imprinted on his black heart, at least.

You have him but you miss his laugh.

You have him but only at night.

You have him but you still miss him.

He at least allows you to fall asleep in his arms and you cry in the morning when he’s gone. If it weren’t for the bruises on your body you wouldn’t even believe he was real, that he wasn’t a figment of your imagination.

It’s been ongoing for weeks but no one believes you. They think you’re tortured with grief and nightmares.

The first time he bit you, you cried. He murmured reassurances and patted your head as he gulped down your blood.

Now, you let him without a fight. You gasp and writhe but only because he always has his fingers or cock inside you before he bites down.

Sex with Eddie was usually rough, but the undercurrent of tenderness that used to be there was gone.

And you enjoyed it, of course you did, it was Eddie- he always, always made you come but you missed when he used to kiss you softly and make love to you.

You didn’t know what happened to him in the upside down, and you assumed he went back there after you fell asleep though he never told you. You didn’t know how he was alive or why he was changed but he was close enough to your Eddie, the love of your life, that your body- your mind- your soul couldn’t refuse him as he slipped in through your window night after night.

Gone was the grinning boy who cracked jokes and comforted you and present was the the man- the monster- who fucked you until you cried while he growled and drank your blood.

The bruises from his fingers stayed but where there should be an open wound on your neck there was always only a small scar- like an imprint of his teeth- left on your skin by morning.

You brushed your fingers against the scar during the day as you missed him.

“Sweetheart,” you heard and your eyes flitted open as you blinked and woke.

You couldn’t stop the tears just as you knew you wouldn’t stop what was coming.

You felt his hands on your face, your neck, down your body. He shifted you in your bed until he was satisfied with your position.

“Eds,” you whimpered and he shushed you.

“Gonna give you what you want,” he murmured as he moved down your body to settle between your legs.

“No,” you whined and he looked up at you.

The moonlight streaming through the window gave you enough to see the outline of his face and the otherworldly gleam of his eyes.

“No?” he challenged and you grabbed his shoulders in an attempt to pull him up closer to your face.

He was immovable, like hard stone.

“I miss you, baby. Please,” you beg desperately.

“I’m here,” he said, his voice gravely and harsh.

“Kiss me, please, Eddie, just-can you just kiss me,” you practically cried.

The only kisses you get from him now are harsh, teeth clashing and tongues fighting, the taste of your own blood in your mouth as he quiets his climax with his lips on yours.

“I travel through hell every day for you,” he said quietly, his tone almost scary.

You couldn’t stop the tears from dripping down your cheeks as guilt filled you. Here he was, having yanked himself from death’s grip for you and yet you were telling him you didn’t get enough.

“I’m sorry,” you blubbered, “I love you.”

He sighed and nodded. You tried to quiet your sniffles as your tears threatened to turn into sobs that he wouldn’t or couldn’t say it back to you anymore.

This monster before you looked so much like your high school sweetheart and you couldn’t look away. You couldn’t help but give him what he wanted.

“You-you can bite me wherever you want. Can you just kiss me first?” you said timidly.

He licked his lips and nodded again and allowed you to tug himup.

You sighed in relief as his body settled on top of yours, the weight of him comforting even if his body temperature was so much colder than it should be.

He placed a large hand on the side of your face as you watched him with wide eyes.

He dipped his chin down and you gasped as he licked the tears from your cheeks, one after the other.

Your surprise stopped any more tears from falling as he pressed his soft plush lips to yours.

You moaned as he kissed you with the gentleness you so craved.

His hands moved to grip the sheets of the bed on either side of your head as you wrapped your fingers in his hair and deepened the kiss.

You tried to keep the pace of the kiss slow but it was clear he was fighting against his new nature as he tried to give you the tenderness you wanted.

You tentatively brushed your tongue against his bottom lip and he opened his mouth to yours with a groan.

His hand moved to the headboard and it groaned under his newfound strength as he continued to hold himself back and allow you to lead the kiss.

You kissed him and poured all your love into his mouth as your tongue danced with his and your lips moved against his.

You pushed your luck for as long as you could and you wrapped your arms and legs around him as you continued to kiss him and felt some of the hurt in your heart heal.

He pulled back with a growl and you knew your moment of tenderness was over and it was okay. It was okay, because your Eddie was in there. He was in there and he fought hard to show you the love and care you needed.

He panted as he looked down at you, shining eyes full of hunger, self-control about to snap, and you nodded at him, giving him permission as you tilted your jaw up and bared your neck to him.

He shook his head and moved back down your body and settled himself between your legs as he yanked your panties off.

He alternated between licking your pussy and drinking blood from the inside of your thigh and when you cried out your release he shoved himself inside your blood soaked warmth.

He pulled another release from you before he came with a snarl of, “You’re mine.”

“M’yours Eddie. Always yours,” you agreed and he pulled out of you and wrapped you in his arms.

You woke the next morning to blood stains and teeth marks, but you didn’t feel as empty anymore.

You were sure now, your Eddie, the love of your life was still inside the monster he had become. You were determined to do everything in your power to pull out the good in him even if it meant giving the bloodthirsty monster everything he wants.

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Eddie taglist:

@bunnywritesmarvel @crazycookiecrumbles @kindnonny23-2 @kaqua

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coffeelovesdramasalatte · 2 months

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LITA Ep. 5 Rewatch Thoughts Part 1

(edit bc I started writing this post like 6 months ago - hi! I'm gonna finish going through the rest of the phayurain episodes of LITA finally! I've lost all sense of shame so these posts are just gonna be love letters to Eul, hope that's ok) Hi hi hi! I find it absolutely hilarious that the notes on the final part of my episode 4 rewatch post (which contains my best screenshots of That Scene) has like triple the notes of the rest of the parts. I love the thirsty LITA fam <3 I think I kept it mostly clean for the first 3 episodes but LITA brainrot is real and from here on out I'm putting down all my deranged thoughts into words so enjoy

Onwards to episode 5!! Ok so y'all should know by this point that BossNoeul sang the opening right? I added it on spotify and have listened to it on repeat so much over the last week that I could probs (badly, bc my singing voice leaves much to be desired but I can and will belt it at the top of my lungs) karaoke it now. If y'all haven't heard the full version check it out bc they rap a few bars and Noeul has this line "shake your bo- shake your bo- shake your body" that makes me lose it every time

The recap sees us revisiting some rather adorable moments from the previous episode including PhayuRain in the rain and tub. Imagine if they stuck the leg kiss in the recap >.<

We open to sunlight pouring in through the curtained windows on the morning after. I kind of wish the last episode had ended with this scene bc it would have been a soft transition after the intimacy PhayuRain shared rather than the abrupt cut to credits. But I digress.

Phayu's hair looks glorious out and I wish we'd gotten to see it like this more. In fact I think we should've seen Rain push his hands through it and grip it during episode 6's NC scene. Also the definition of that bicep? Sir pls.

I ADORE how sweet Phayu is towards Rain all the time, and this is yet another example. I love it when characters look fondly at their lover (I finally get to use that word for them!!), cover them with a blanket, and then give them a forehead kiss before sliding out of bed. SO FOND

I just think it's really attractive when people do this. Rain was really missing out by snoozing.

The state of Rain's neck and chest sends me into hysterical giggles every time. Phayu you did not have to go that hard with the marking bestie (let's be honest though, looking at the state of Phayu's neck post episode 6 they both have marking kinks) - everyone's gonna know Rain's officially yours soon enough. Also throwback to how like two months ago (or something like that idk the exact timeline) Rain was like hmph I never want anything to do with P' Phayu ever again. I didn't hear any complaining from you last night hmm??? Also I love how confident Rain was in his abilities to seduce Phayu, so true of him

I'm DECEASED

OK WAIT I think I finally get the whole yellow-blue thing. It literally is just that yellow is Rain's representative color and Phayu's is navy blue. So by making Rain put on Phayu's navy blue shirt for the "morning after" they're just reiterating that Rain belongs to Phayu now. Mystery solved :)

Obligatory shot bc he's worked hard for these gains and I think he deserves some appreciation ft. Rain who's making the same face as all of us. I think they spent like 30 whole seconds on Phayu's shoulders and that's so valid of them

Sir, do you have a good reason for striding in here shirtless and sweaty to wake your new bf up? Methinks someone was hoping for round 2

Ok, and we're back to Rain in a yellow t-shirt looking very feverish. He's holding his teal green phone (case) up though which is a combo of yellow and blue, isn't it? I'm sorry my color theory is lacking. His eyebrows look really nice here and I don't know why I noticed. I hope he has a good nap! But oops he misses calls from Phayu...

This episode's title is "the Calm Before the Storm" which implies it's gonna be a mostly tooth-rotting fluff episode and that drama is on the way next week. I'm already smiling so wide my cheeks hurt so the title is apt.

Phayu (dressed in navy blue!) is here to make sure his precious Rain is ok and Mama is already planning the wedding in her head.

The first three or four times I watched this, I was paying too much attention to their faces and probably missed a lot so let's break it down a bit. Phayu comes in, Rain's surprised and sits up, and Phayu sits down next to Rain on the bed but facing away. Phayu is slightly upset that Rain went away without saying anything and he was worried that since Rain was sick that him driving home alone was dangerous. The second Phayu sits down this way, Rain reaches out to grab his arm but Phayu pulls away. Compared to couples in other dramas, PhayuRain depend on touch a lot to communicate so obv the situation is quite serious plus Phayu is not immediately making eye contact with Rain.

The next couple of shots are just back and forth where Phayu asks why Rain left and Rain tells him what happened and apologies for worrying him. He looks v v soft and fluffy here

Gonna take a second to appreciate the background music bc it sounds so serious and doom-y right now but they're literally about to clear it all up so it was unnecessary to go that hard. Sound artist I love you

Throughout this conversation, Phayu starts far away (which for PhayuRain means there's like 1.5 meters of distance between their faces instead of 0.15 meters) but he moves closer and tilts his body more in Rain's direction as Rain gives each justification. He also lets Rain grab his arm. It's very subtle but I like the acting choices here.

Phayu, Rain is sick. Can you pls stop staring at his lips bff give him some rest (spoiler alert I counted like 5 lip-looks in the next 10 seconds, Phayu didn't hear me)

OK this hug. Exquisite. The gap has been bridged, all parties are happy again, and they both absolutely sink into each other.

Boss' little shoulder rub here is so soft and gives us more PhayuRain believability. We can see how worried he was and how relieved he is now that Rain is safely in his arms again.

Rain's cheek-smushed nod agreeing to never disappear from Phayu's side ever again is everything to me.

I don't actually think this was what I was supposed to get out of this but there's something about the symmetry of this hug and them being in the shape of a triangle and how technically their first encounter as a couple involved Phayu's triangle tool etc. etc. etc. Also headpat alert!

More subtle and soft gestures from Phayu. Rain is down bad.

HANDS!!!

We really heard the MWAH here and I want to forehead kiss whoever placed the mics

Everyone needs to observe Rain's expression right after Phayu asks this question bc it's very sus

(I couldn't get it in motion but Rain straightens up a bit and raises his eyebrows. Someone thinks they're about to get spanked like before)

Except this is not that kind of punishment and I can't believe Phayu really brought along a rectal suppository. To his credit though, I believe they're supposed to be more immediately effective than oral medicines because they absorb more directly into the body so he just wants Rain to be healthy faster. Although I wish Phayu would've not proceeded to yank Rain's pants off without permission, it's fiction and I hope if Rain had shown signs of major discomfort he would've listened. I do have to wonder if Mama put on headphones though bc Rain was really loud with his protests. I also think this must've been funny to film bc if you look closely before it cuts to Rain's mom, Rain looks like he's holding back laughter.

Uh-oh, Mama it's better if you walk away now

This sequence was actually so adorable and funny. I love purrito!Rain and Phayu is looking way too smug. Mama Rain walked out of there trying to name all the yellow and blue flowers she could for the wedding centerpieces.

omfg Phayu calling Rain's mom "Mama" is so friggin cute and I love how smoothly he just slid into son-in-law position

Rain's like excuse me I'm sick I should NOT be slandered right now

To part 2 with all the cute shots!!

#love in the air #lita the series #phayurain #bossnoeul #lita rewatch thoughts

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ok finally doing this after a nap

Chapter 3

What is wrong with me *me 24/7, ALSO YES WHAT WAS ALL THAT???

Ever since you set foot into this estate, your brain went into a total frenzy YES EXACTLY AND it seems like she can remember hmmm

Why does everything here look so ancient? YOU NEED TO READ FANFICS to learn to live (except we dont get lucky yn parts just the unlucky embarrassing parts but thank god we aint dying every 5 chapter like yn)

You remember drinking one glass of wine. the said glass of wine:

It is totally normal to forget your date’s name after sleeping in his guestroom never been on a date, but i forgot someone's name after sitting next to them all day and realized after class while talking to bestie and had to wait till attendance next day -_-

ok the door is still locked. he told her to keep them locked and she did, but opened it for a sec and locked it again during the night. and the entire teleporting happened. this is a bit confusing hmmm. like opening it for a sec caused the change, but she locked it again. then how did they get her inside again? the bruise is there so it means it was real. the lock must have some magic and opening it during night causes it to go away?? i will think later lol

Did you punch your own throat in your sleep oof

Why did he know where to look exactly it wasnt a dream babe

istg im about to bitch slap this bitchless dude (TAE I LOVE U DONT TAKE IT TO THE HEART)

You should take better care of your belongings Kim Taehyung damn

He creeps me out honestly speaking all of them are creepy, yoongi is 10% less

just like that all your worries are wiped away like magic. like magic or with magic 👀👀(were u silent or silenced)

your knees are buckling like crazy THIS WILL BREAK ME THIS IS GONNA BREAK ME

Okay not going to lie, this was kind of cool you know whats more cooler??? jimin feeding his cycle 😂 THAT REMINDS ME OF JIN RIDING THE CYCLE HANDS FREE *fans myself

You snort, “so very humble.” ikr sOoOo HuMbLe

hmm usually you see cats sitting on horses, chilling. yoongles must be a rare kitty

Tell me again, why are you studying?” seriously dude must be bored as fuck to study, or started to forget cuz its beeen toooo looong

hold on what if some old being makes some theories and is "killed/disappeared" and later, with a different identity, studies his own theories in college 😭 and continues with it lol

It earned you a scholarship, it clearly must be well written.” or was it something to bring her to them??? 👀 *sus

The entrance exam stole my sanity from me. Even after a week of completing it I still felt jittery.” what type of students go there? what type of university is that? very weird

sunlight was just too bright for his eyes, DONT BE AN UNCULTURED SWINE, THATS WHEN UR SUPPOSED TO TWITCH AND SAY I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE

Emma left, she won’t come back again EMMA DIED FOR SURE OOF

It was a clean and painless end whats that supposed to mean mr.dracula?

Taehyung was a man of such humour ikr him in interviews 😭

Taehyung knew such peculiar stories about places and that doesnt seem weird???

the rain part was soo cute it could me giggling and listening too still with you

wow the honesty was cool, though there is many secrets, some parts feels really raw.

we are both pick-me girls then BAHAHA PLS *starts playing pd48 pick me

they are so cute im gonna die

(the way i started slightly mad at tae and then ended up simping, sighs)

THEY ARE GONNA HAVE ANOTHER DATE YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE

i cant wait for 2seokkook's pov and her talking to them woohoo

its only been 3 chapters, obviously the suspense wouldnt make me grip my pillow yet but its already made me clutch my blanket/pearls lol

jjdafjs it took me so long to figure out how the wine pic happened HAHAHA this is such a funny idea help fjadjfs 😭😂

What is wrong with me *me 24/7, ALSO YES WHAT WAS ALL THAT???

ISTFG WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS ESTATE???

Ever since you set foot into this estate, your brain went into a total frenzy YES EXACTLY AND it seems like she can remember hmmm

like the suspicion is growiinnggg

it doesn't make sense to you yet probably but I wanna be SA!OC so bad jfasdjf

girliepop me all the time, I forget names so easily (the same with song titles FAFAJDS like I kid you not I even forgot BTS song titles sometimes like it's so bad)

hmhmhmhm interesting theory indeed mhmhmmh or perhaps 👀 someone made her lock the door again and then think everything was just a dream 👀 mhmhmhm

You should take better care of your belongings Kim Taehyung damn

"belongings" LIKE THE ICK

He creeps me out honestly speaking all of them are creepy, yoongi is 10% less

JFJADSJF YES jhfahsdhf I agree fjadjfa

just like that all your worries are wiped away like magic. like magic or with magic 👀👀(were u silent or silenced)

INDEED LIKE WHAT IS HAPPENING TO HER???

Okay not going to lie, this was kind of cool you know whats more cooler??? jimin feeding his cycle 😂 THAT REMINDS ME OF JIN RIDING THE CYCLE HANDS FREE *fans myself

omg hahahaha this scene 😭😭 he is such a goof I love him 😭😭 Seokjin is honestly so hot I need to inhale him

hmm usually you see cats sitting on horses, chilling. yoongles must be a rare kitty

*cries* he is indeed a kitty

Tell me again, why are you studying?” seriously dude must be bored as fuck to study, or started to forget cuz its beeen toooo looong

LMOAOAO FOR REAL LIKE FADHF couldn't be mE FJASDJF

hold on what if some old being makes some theories and is "killed/disappeared" and later, with a different identity, studies his own theories in college 😭 and continues with it lol

👀 interesting ohohooh

It earned you a scholarship, it clearly must be well written.” or was it something to bring her to them??? 👀 *sus

OOOOOH IMAGINEEEEE 👀👀

The entrance exam stole my sanity from me. Even after a week of completing it I still felt jittery.” what type of students go there? what type of university is that? very weird

IT IS INDEED VERY WEIRD ALL OF IT 👀

sunlight was just too bright for his eyes, DONT BE AN UNCULTURED SWINE, THATS WHEN UR SUPPOSED TO TWITCH AND SAY I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE

lmaoaooaoao in her defence I have really sensitive eyes too and can barely stay in the sun without my eyes ACHING jfadsjfj so it IS possible

Emma left, she won’t come back again EMMA DIED FOR SURE OOF

👀 mhmhmhmmh

It was a clean and painless end whats that supposed to mean mr.dracula?

LIKE HELLO WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER????

Taehyung was a man of such humour ikr him in interviews 😭

I love him 😭😭

Taehyung knew such peculiar stories about places and that doesnt seem weird???

kfadjsfasj she is just here for a good time not a long time lmaooa

wow the honesty was cool, though there is many secrets, some parts feels really raw. they are so cute im gonna die (the way i started slightly mad at tae and then ended up simping, sighs) THEY ARE GONNA HAVE ANOTHER DATE YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE

fjadjfjad I love how you switched instnatly JFJADSJF THIS IS SO ME WHEN SANGUIS TAE FJADSJFJ

i love how smoothly its written, like everything just flows nicely, the scenes and dialogues, its like those nice cozy well directed movies that you watch with pillows and blanket and rested face, body and mind. its only been 3 chapters, obviously the suspense wouldnt make me grip my pillow yet but its already made me clutch my blanket/pearls lol

gaaah thank youuu <3 I'm so happy that you're having such a good time with it heheheh istfg I love reading your comments, they're so awesome heheheh 🥺😭💜💜

#asks: sanguis alpha #asks #minusback #tw: long post

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aloneinthehellfire · 2 years

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Chapter 2: Fears

Season One | Season Two | Season Three

[Raining Hellfire: Season Three]

Word Count: 2628 words

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death, just a little sad

[A/N: I hate how slow this story has started off but pls enjoy and let me know what your theories are so far if you have any]

Fears

You arrived at Scoops Ahoy just in time to hear Robin’s taunting voice.

“And another one bites the dust.”

You walk passed two girls with ice creams currently giggling to eachother and you shake your head. Steve’s flirting had failed once again.

“You are oh-for-six, Popeye.” She marks a tally on her board, one she had made during a break when she was getting incredibly bored of Steve’s whining about not having a girlfriend.

You walk up to the counter, not knowing that Steve hadn’t noticed you there.

“Yeah, yeah, I can count.” He says, already sick of Robin’s jokes.

“You know that means you suck.” Robin mocks and he tightens his lips.

“Yep, I can read too.”

“Since when?”

You hold in a laugh, Robin shifting her gaze slightly to notice you leant against the counter. Steve stared down at his shoes and in that moment she sends you a suspicious wink and you raise your eyebrow. What was she up to?

“It’s this stupid hat.” Steve complains, walking towards the divider Robin was behind, “I am telling you, it is totally blowing my best feature.”

“Yeah, company policy is a real drag.” Robin jokes, leaning to him, “But, you know, that’s not really your problem.”

“Then what is?”

She risks a glance to you and you straighten, shaking your head.

“Maybe... your heart just isn’t in it?”

“My heart?” He raises an eyebrow, “What kind of bullshit is that?”

“I just mean that, hypothetically, deep down… you don’t want to date those girls.”

You start to make your way around the counter, swinging your arms around wildly to shut her up. It only entertained her further.

“Then what girl do I want to date?” He was confused now but incredibly intrigued.

“Have you ever considered that the girl you want to date is-”

“You should just tell them the truth!” You interrupt and Steve practically jumps out of his skin, stumbling.

“What the fuck, dude?” Steve stares at you, wide eyed.

You laugh awkwardly, “Oops.”

“When did you- never mind.” He shakes his head, sighing.

You send Robin a glare and she shrugs, disappointed.

“What’s your big idea then? Since everyone is apparently involved in my love life now.” Steve looked to you, crossing his arms as he leant back against the wall.

“Not our fault you keep whining about it.” You surrender, leaning against the counter. “But… you should at least think about telling them the truth. Girls like that.”

When Steve raises his eyebrow, you shrug and Robin sighs.

“You know, she’s right.” She nods and Steve groans.

“She usually is.” He complains and you smile slightly, shrugging it off when Robin catches you, “The truth?”

“Yeah?” You say like it’s the most obvious solution.

“Oh, you mean, that I couldn’t even get into Tech and my douchebag dad’s trying to teach me a lesson, I make three bucks an hour and I have no future? That truth?” Steve deadpans, awaiting your response.

“You might get a date out of pity?” You wince and he looks to you.

“Wow, thank you so much.” He sighs before slumping his shoulders. “And I’m sorry for complaining. I know you’re basically in the same boat I am.”

“Aye, aye.” You laugh, pointing to his hat. You immediately shut your mouth when he glares at your attempt for a joke.

“Hey, twelve o’clock.” Robin snaps her fingers and you turn to see a group of girls heading towards the counter.

“Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Okay… uh…” He looks to you both, nodding. “I’m going in. And you know what?”

He quickly throws off his hat

“Screw company policy.”

You and Robin exchange looks.

“Oh, my God, you’re a whole new man.”

“Woah, you’ve been Steve Harrington this whole time?”

He sends you both a mocking look before turning around and practically scaring the life out the girls.

“Ahoy, ladies! Didn’t see you there. Would you guys like to set sail on this ocean of flavour with me?”

You shake your head in amusement, turning to Robin.

“I can’t believe that man used to be the biggest flirt in high school.” You shake your head, watching as Steve fails to charm yet another customer. It was a little sad, actually. You figured if Steve Harrington couldn’t get a date, you had no chance.

“Hey, Y/n?” Robin tilts her head at you as you still stare at Steve.

“Hm?”

“Why does Steve think you didn’t get into college?”

“Shh!” You practically shove her head through the divider, making your way through the doors to meet her on the other side. “Because he doesn’t know!”

“Why not? I thought you two were best friends?” She frowns.

“We are. Which is why-”

“Why you didn’t tell him you got a scholarship?”

“It’s…” You squeeze your eyes shut, waving your hand in the air, “Complicated.”

“What’s complicated about it?” Robin suddenly smiles, leaning towards you. “Oh, is this one of those stories where you realised you fell for your best friend and you don’t know how to tell him so you give up every life opportunity just to spend time with him?”

You blink at her. “How pathetic do you think I am?”

“Then what?”

“I… I couldn’t do it.” You admit, pacing slightly as every decision you made leading to this flew through your mind.

“Do what?”

“Leave.” You slump into a chair. “I was so excited for years about the possibility of leaving this place. I mean the whole reason I wanted to was because of my sister but then one day she just showed up and that plan was cancelled. And then it was gonna be me and Eddie…”

Robin slowly nods, humming. “So what I’m hearing is that… you’re scared?”

“I was on my own when I moved here.” You shake your head, looking at your hands, “And I hated it. I guess all my graduation plans had involved another person. And, I don’t know, I just hate the idea of being on my own again.”

I hate the idea of losing everyone I love.

“I get that.” She solemnly nods, sitting back in her chair. “The fear of being alone? Haunts me.”

“Just… don’t tell him.” You plead. Robin glances at the divider before looking back at you, a sincere smile on her face.

“I won’t.”

“So… what amazing, life changing plans do you have tonight?”

Steve asks, leaving the mall’s locker rooms in a fresh set of clothes and practically staring daggers at his Scoops Ahoy uniform.

You step away from the wall to see him wearing his soft yellow jumper over a pair of faded jeans.

“I thought I stole that.” You point to the jumper, frowning.

“You did.” He hugs his torso protectively, “And you gave it back to me that one Christmas, remember?”

“Oh, yeah.” You sigh, yawning.

“You have an obsession with my jumper.”

“I just really like the colour.” You comment without thinking, shaking your head back to reality when you realise. “And to answer your question, I have very interesting plans tonight.”

“Really?” He raises a sarcastic brow.

“Hey, I can have interesting plans.” You insist, Steve only raising his other eyebrow. “I’m an interesting person!”

“You’re something.”

You punch his shoulder.

“Ow.” He rubs his shoulder, shaking his head. “Okay, fine, what is this interesting plan of yours?”

“I don’t want to tell you now.” You pout, crossing your arms.

Steve laughs, rolling his eyes. “Very mature.”

You poke your tongue out at him. “Fine, if you must know… I’m meeting Nancy.”

“Wait.” He stops, halting your steps toward the car park. “You. And Nancy. You and Nancy?”

“Why is that so hard to believe?”

He sent you a look and you continued walking.

“We have tickets to see a movie at the drive in.” You explain, feeling a little happy that Nancy agreed in the first place.

“When were these plans made?” He interrogates as if you were hiding something.

“Uh… like a week ago maybe? She was at the pool when I was working and we just started chatting.”

“Cool. Cool, cool. Very cool.” He nods, avoiding your eyes.

“Oh.” You stop this time, Steve looking back to you with a confused look. “Should I not go?”

“What? Of course you should.” He walks the small distance back to you.

“Will it not be too awkward for you? I mean, you’re my best friend and she’s your ex and I didn’t really even think about that at the time but there might be some kind of bro code that I won’t know cause I’m technically not a bro-”

Steve waves his hands wildly in front of your face. “Y/n! It’s fine. I’m not upset about that.”

“Then why are you upset?” You frown.

“I-” He takes a breath, “I don’t even know why. I actually have plans tonight anyway.”

“Really?” You question, sceptical.

“Yeah, yeah.” He furrows his brows, staring straight ahead as you walk out into the parking lot, “I, uh, actually... got a date.”

“Are you serious?” You smile, jumping over to him, “When did that happen?”

“You know, when you and Robin were busy chatting away. One of the girls gave me her number. Lisa.” Steve shrugs, acting nonchalant.

“That’s… cool. I'm happy for you.” You nudge his shoulder and he laughs awkwardly as you both step toward your cars.

“Have fun with Nance, yeah?” Steve calls out, half a smile on his face.

“I will.” You smile, sort of giddy at the idea that you and Nancy were finally reconnecting, “Have fun on your date!”

“Yeah.” He mumbled, getting into his car.

You jumped into your car, the radio immediately turning on. You’re about to switch it off when the familiar lyrics blare out loud.

‘Til now, I always got by on my own

I never really cared until I met you

And now, it chills me to the bone-

You switch it off, sitting back in your seat, smiling to yourself. It had been a while since you heard that song. It was all you ever played during high school, blasting it through your headphones to calm you down. You’d lost the tape a long time ago.

Driving in silence, you pass the abandoned steelwork plant, glancing over before shuddering in disgust. The usually eerily empty building was now home to scurrying rats. No wonder it was shut down a long time ago.

As you park your car just outside the drive-in theatre, you glance to the sign and see Nancy isn’t stood at your planned meeting place. Glancing at your clock, you realise you’re a few minutes early and decide to lean against your car as you wait.

Nancy Wheeler was practically the first friend you made when you moved to Hawkins. You had met Steve around the same time but with Nancy it was different. She welcomed you into her family and gave you a safe place to deal with things. She never really judged you until Barb’s death.

You knew it took a huge toll on her, one you could completely understand. But it didn’t bond you. It broke you over time and ever since, you’ve felt a little piece of you missing. Now, you were getting the chance to reconnect, to mend what had been broken.

But you should have known better than to believe in miracles in Hawkins.

Minutes turn into a painful hour when you realise she isn’t going to show up. The movie playing in the background of your disappointment was already half way done and you decide you really aren’t up for it.

Slipping back into the car, your eyes start to sting. Not because Nancy didn’t show up; your anxiety had already prepared you for that. You just hated the idea of being alone. Especially today of all days.

You started the car, shaking off the tears as you pulled back onto the road and drive back the way you came. The silence soon becomes unbearable and you reach over to switch on your stereo.

Before you could press the button, your car lets out a very unhealthy noise and very soon starts spluttering at you, slowly breaking down until you come to a devastating stop.

You sit frozen until smoke starts forming from the hood.

“Shit, shit, shit!” You mutter as you ran out of the car, throwing open the hood and coughing against the smoke. “No, no. This can’t be happening.”

Your throat tightens and you take a deep breath. You calmly walk back to the driver’s side and sit back in your seat, slamming the door shut behind you.

In frustration and defeat, you lean your head against the wheel, tears starting to fall. You glance at the faded yellow ribbon tied onto one of the loops of your trousers before you mutter under your breath, eyes squeezed shut.

“Happy birthday, Lillian.”

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Lillian! Happy birthday to you!”

The room broke out into cheers as you watched your best friend blow out the candles on her cake.

“12! You are so old now.” You giggle, just for her to playfully shove your shoulder.

“You’re older than me!” She laughed with a grin, brushing her long black hair away from her face.

“A lady never reveals her age.” You smile and she rolls her eyes.

“You’re such a dork.”

“Okay! Presents!” Her mother calls out, Lillian’s father placing a few wrapped boxes on the table in front of his daughter.

“Open mine first!” You insist, handing her the rectangular box practically covered in soft yellow ribbons. Her favourite colour.

She delicately unwraps her present, careful not to rip any of the material. She always liked to keep the ribbons you gave her.

As she pulls away the paper, she lets out a soft gasp and breaks into the brightest smile you’ve ever seen.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She squeals, pulling you into a tight hug.

You laugh with her as her father peers over your shoulder at the illustrated box in Lillian’s hands.

“What is… Dungeons and Dragons?”

She would have loved my friends now, you thought as you sit up, only to rest the back of your head against your seat.

The grief was never going to leave you, no matter how hard you tried. Ever since that night, you’ve felt cursed. Like anyone who came too close to you would be signing their death sentences.

Wiping away your tears, you stare out into the darkness as the headlights illuminated the path in front of you. You vaguely remembered seeing a telephone box up ahead and so, with a reluctant sigh, you get out of you car and begin walking.

Your arms hugged your sides tightly once you were fully aware how late it was. The dark surrounded you as you fell further from the safety of your car, your feet forcefully taking you further. Once the light behind you vanished, you cursed under your breath. You just needed to make one phone call to Jack and you’d be out of this mess.

Another step and your eyes catch a glint of light up ahead. As you get closer, the light splits into two, shining onto the telephone box beside it. Another car. Frowning, you cautiously walk over.

“Please don’t be a murderer.” You chant with whispers, taking deep breaths to calm your nerves.

Approaching the car only resulted in disappointed. Steam was leaving the engine and you sigh. You weren’t the only break down tonight. But then you notice the cracked windscreen and only when you step back do you realise you recognise the car. Your breath is caught in your throat as you stare, every worst scenario running through your mind.

It was Billy’s car.

Chapter 3: A Bad Feeling ->

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Stranger things incorrect quote generator (feat. The Sapphic senate, The party, the Byers-Hopper family, Scoops Troop and random shit 👌)

Pt 4

Sapphic Senate

Chrissy: H-how do you ask someone out?

Robin: Well, first-

Nancy: Don't ask them, they asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.

Chrissy: ...And you said yes?

(ofc she did, to both Robin and Nancy)

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Chrissy, planning a group disguise: You cannot be Blake Bortles.

Robin: Fine! Then I’ll be Jake-

Nancy, under their breath: Don’t say Jortles.

Robin: Jortles! And I work at the molotov cocktail department.

(Molotov Cocktail let's go 😩)

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Chrissy: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!

Chrissy: *aggressively throws water bottles*

Vickie: Uh... what's up with them?

Robin: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.

Chrissy: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!

Nancy, crying: It's working.

(Nancy needed that 😪)

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Nancy: Chrissy you can’t move in with Robin.

Chrissy: Why not?

Nancy: Well, um, how are you going to feel when they see you without any makeup?

Chrissy: I’m not wearing makeup right now.

Nancy: Holy crap, you’re beautiful.

(Nancy was jealous at first, also yes she is 🥺✨)

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Nancy: You’re just being paranoid. Again.

Robin: When have I been paranoid?

Nancy: Um, when you first met Vickie you thought they were an undercover cop…?

Robin: No one has a wart that big, I thought it was a surveillance camera!

Nancy: And last year you were sure Chrissy was a mermaid!

Robin: They hate wearing shirts! COINCIDENCE?!

*Later, when Robin’s theory is proven wrong*

Nancy: Do you have anything to say for yourself?

Robin: I still think Chrissy is a mermaid.

(She probably is tho 👀 *gasp* Mystical Creature AU or smth and Chrissy is a mermaid 👍)

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Vickie: Did you buy eggs like I asked?

Chrissy: Even better!

Vickie: What the fuck did you-

Chrissy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.

(She 100% brought a cow once too for the milk)

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Nancy: If you water water, it grows.

Chrissy: ...What.

Vickie: They've got a point.

(she does)

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Vickie: I’m in love with you.

Chrissy: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Vickie: I know.

Chrissy: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

(They definitely had a prank war)

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*The squad is playing a team sport*

Nancy: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Chrissy?

Vickie: Have you ever played a game with Chrissy?

Nancy: No…

Chrissy: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine?

*Meanwhile, on the other side of the field*

Chrissy, chasing Robin: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!

(leave Robin alone! She said it took her 6 months longer to walk than other babies!)

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Nancy: We call that a traumatic experience.

Nancy, turning to Robin: Not a "bruh moment".

Nancy, turning to Vickie: Not "sadge".

Nancy, turning to Chrissy: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

(these fit perfectly)

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Vickie: I like to play this game called nap roulette. I take a nap and don’t set an alarm. Will it be 20 min or 4 hours? Nobody knows. It’s risky and I like it.

(that's her personality right there and I love it)

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Robin: Why are you late?

Nancy: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.

Robin: Overslept?

Nancy: Overslept.

(Vickie is like "That's why I don't set alarms" or smth) 😌

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Robin: You can't wake up if you never got to sleep.

(Robin, go to sleep, pls😪)

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Robin: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight.

Vickie: But are you shuffling?

Robin: Everyday.

Nancy: What language are you two speaking??

(Robin and Vickie are just Vibin' ✨)

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Nancy: I feel like everyone on this island is suspicious, Robin. Except you!

Robin: But Nancy, I think you're suspicious!

Nancy: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(Oof, heartbroken 💔 such betrayal 😔)

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Chrissy: Be right back, gonna hit the toilet for a quick power sob.

(too soon?)

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Nancy: Vickie taught me to think before I act.

Nancy: ...So if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured that I thought about it and am confident in my decision.

(That's one of the differences between the Responsible Sapphics here)

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Nancy: How late were you up last night?

Chrissy & Robin, in tandem: Me?

Nancy: No, not you two. You stay up late all the time.

Nancy, to Vickie: You.

(because of all nap roulette lol)

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Nancy: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Robin meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.

(So Robin started it is how I read it)

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Nancy: Why are you burning our marriage certificate!?

Robin: Good luck trying to return me without a receipt.

(I feel like Nancy has made a copy of it, she somehow knew that something was gonna happen)

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Robin: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.

(Chrissy and Vickie would say something about how Nancy will or 'i don't wanna get on Nancy's bad side' or just 'no thanks' idk about Nancy tho I'm torn between either 'gladly' or her getting flustered)

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Chrissy: *pulls back the curtain while Nancy is showering*

Chrissy: Hey did we - stop screaming it’s me - did we run out of Cheerios?

(Chrissy does it to everyone, stay safe 😬)

Bonus:

Robin running into the bathroom: I heard screaming what's wro- *faints*

Nancy: *concerned* Robin!?

Chrissy: *confused* I thought she already saw you naked?

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Robin: *watching their house burn down*

Robin:

Robin: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.

(this was the start of them going to be Roommates 👍)

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Nancy, washing the dishes: Who the fuck used this pan??

Nancy: Wait. I the fuck used this pan…

Robin: It was you the fuck.

Nancy: It was I the fuck…

Vickie: Who cooks rice in a pan?

Robin: They the fuck.

(I just loved that 'I the fuck' 😂)

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Vickie, singing to the tune of I Kissed a Girl: I killed a guy, and I liked it-

Robin, whispering: Should we call the exorcist?

Chrissy, also singing: The taste of his cherry chapstick.

Nancy, appalled: Call the exorcist.

(Perfection)

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Robin: Like they say, "If you can't beat them, curl up in a ball and protect your organs."

(I- this reminds me of a ronance fic I read damn)

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Nancy, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.

(Don't make her your enemy)

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Nancy: *raises eyebrows*

Robin: Put those back down!

(is she surprised or why she raising her brows?)

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Nancy: Your lover doesn't have the mental strength to caramelize onions.

Chrissy: Your lover thinks it takes 5-10 minutes to caramelize onions.

Vickie: Who's fucking caramelizing onions? Have you sociopaths forgotten that apples exist?

Robin: Do you think caramelizing onions is putting caramel on onions.

(I don't understand what is going on)

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Robin: Is the plural of milf/dilf milfs/dilfs or milves/dilves?

Chrissy: Milfs.

Vickie: Milf/dilf is an acronym, you can't change the spelling to milves/dilves.

Robin: Wait, they're acronyms? What do they stand for???

Nancy: Mom in late forties, dad in late fourties.

Nancy: I learned that from the movie called M.I.L.F that I saw the trailer of in theaters probably 5 to 7 years ago.

Vickie: Mom/dad I'd Love to Fuck.

Robin: WAIT, WHAT THE FUCK—

Robin: I NEVER REALIZED IT WAS ACTUALLY HORNY!

Nancy: Oh, is it not mom in late fouries?

Chrissy: What? No! It isn't!

Nancy: THE MOVIE TRAILER LIED TO ME!

Vickie: Nancy...

Nancy: THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T THINK CALLING PEOPLE MILFS WAS ALL THAT BAD BECAUSE IT STOOD FOR SOMETHING HARMLESS IT JUST HAD A SLIGHTLY SEXUAL CONNOTATION!

Vickie: I am entirely unsurprised that this is coming from you.

Nancy: ROBIN, DOES IT MAKE SENSE WHY I CALLED THE DIARY OF A WIMPY KID MOM A MILF NOW BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS LITERALLY JUST A DESCRIPTOR WITH FUNNY CONNOTATION!

Robin: The word milf has been ruined for me.

Chrissy: THAT'S ITS DEFINITION, IT CAN'T BE RUINED THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS!

Vickie: Y'all are dumbasses.

(Chrissy and Vickie definitely call Karen a milf (in front of Nancy sometimes) and were surprised they didn't die lol)

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Robin: I have yet to encounter a problem where a sword didn't factor into the solution at least in some way.

(let👏Robin👏have👏a👏sword👏)

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[The Byers-Hopper Family]

Hopper: How many children do you have?

Joyce: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.

(She is everyones mother, like Steve but an actual mom)

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El, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs?

Hopper: It means like in hand-to-hand combat.

El: Ohhhh-

Joyce: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

(Canon)

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Will: I’m sad.

Jonathan : Don’t be sad, because sad backwards is das.

Jonathan : And das not good.

(This is literally the S2 scene, I love Jonathan being a good brother✨✨)

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Will: You’ve got to learn to love yourself.

Hopper: But don't you hate yourself.

Will: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.

(will 😔)

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Hopper: What is this!?

Joyce: That’s the weight of guilt. Give in to the nice side. Help those unfortunate, and make the guilt go away, my friend.

Hopper: Ow! Make it stop!

Joyce: Surrender to your kindness, Hopper. It’s nice to be nice.

Hopper: Your guilt is strong, my friend. But it is no match for the power of my selfishness!

(S1 or smth idk)

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Joyce: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Hopper: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Will: Three of us saw it, Hopper. How do you explain that?

Hopper: *points at El* Sleep deprivation. *points at Will* Paranoia. *points at Jonathan * Delusional personality disorder.

(best family trip ever 👍)

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Hopper: Yes, I'm adopting Will and you cowards can't tell me no!

(I had it once with El but I forgot to copy paste it, but this is cute too🥺)

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El: *eating a cinnamon roll*

Hopper: Cannibalism.

El: *confused chewing noises*

(Looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you)

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Joyce: I mean, sure, I have my bad days, but then I remember what a cute smile I have.

(yes, you have a cute smile 🥺)

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Joyce: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.

Joyce: Ask me to kill for you.

Hopper: ...First of all, calm down-

(She kinda wouldn't but also would 🤔)

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*The gang's thoughts on stabbing*

Jonathan : Would never stab anyone.

Joyce: Would stab someone in retaliation.

Will: Yells "I won't hesitate, bitch!" first.

Hopper: Would stab without warning.

El: Would stab as a warning.

(I feel like it couldn't fit better, maybe Joyce and Jonathan switch ig)

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Hopper walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Joyce, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK.

Joyce, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

(apparently the generator loves jopper, lots of good Jopper quotes. love them)

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Will: ...This is one of those moments where it doesn't really matter what I have to say, isn't it?

(this sums up S3 and S4 👍)

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Joyce: I don’t even use tubberware anymore.

Hopper: What are you saying? Say it again.

Joyce: Tubberware.

Hopper: Say it again. Slow.

Joyce: Tubberware.

Hopper: Slow, very slow - actually, say the first syllable.

Joyce: Tub.

Hopper: Wrong.

Joyce: What do you mean, wrong?

Hopper: I thought I caught that. You’re saying tub. It’s P.

Joyce: What are you talking about?

Hopper: Tupperware. Tupper.

Joyce: It’s tupper!

Hopper: It’s tupper, always has been, always will be.

Joyce: I thought it was tubberware because it kind of looks like a tub.

(I love you Joyce✨❤️)

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[The Party]

Max: El kissed me!

Lucas: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Max: It was unbelievable!

Lucas: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Will: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Lucas, get the wine and unplug the phone. Max, does this end well or do we need tissues?

Max: Oh, it ended very well.

Lucas: Do not start without me! Do not start without me!

Will: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?

Max: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it.

Will: Ohh... So, okay, were they holding you? Or were their hands on your back?

Max: First they started out on my waist and then they slid up and then they were in my hair.

Lucas and Will: Ohhh.

*meanwhile*

El eating pizza in their house: And, uh, and then I kissed them.

Mike: Tongue?

El: Yeah.

Dustin: Cool.

(this was the first thing of them combined and I love it 😂✨ #Elmax also the groups 👌)

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El: Why does everyone want to kill Mike?

Max: Because, goddamnit, have you seen them? Their neck looks so snappable.

(the best of frenemies ✨🥺)

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El: Where have you been all day?

Mike: Oh, just dealing with things way beyond my maturity level.

(accurate)

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Max, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

(Her Moms are watching her 👀 so she can't drink alcohol)

Bonus: (also from the generator)

Max: I drink to forget but I always remember.

Lucas: You're drinking orange juice.

(well she just said drink, she didn't say what she drank 👀)

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El: So, Mike, do you have a crush on anyone?

Mike: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety

Bonus

El:

Mike: Also Will

(Byler is canon ig)

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Lucas: I hope you have an explanation for this.

Mike: We have three actually-

Will: Pick your favorite.

(Lucas catching Mike cheating or what is going on?👀)

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Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Mike: Oh no, that’s terrible!

Will: Did they win?

(Honestly, I feel like this fits, also set in the future ofc)

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Dustin: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they’re loved. Will has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for them.

Mike: By forcing them to have fun at a party that they don’t want to be at?

Dustin: I knew you’d understand.

(Will doesn't want a party and Mike is trying to stopped them from throwing one)

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Dustin: Time sensitive question how to flirt with boy.

Will: Throw rocks at him.

Mike: Hot Dogs.

Max: Kill him.

Dustin: Thanks guys.

(maybe max killed Lucas and that's why he isn't here 👀)

Bonus:

Mike: You're way of annoying me is the same way you are flirting?

Will:

Max: is he serious?

Dustin: omg

Mike: what?

Will shaking his head: How oblivious can a person be 😪

Also Will obliviously eating the Hot Dog Mike gave him:

Max: They are both idiots

Dustin: yeah

(i feel like will wouldn't be oblivious tho, just not believing that Mike likes him back)

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Mike: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.

Will: Oh. We're going out?

Mike: Wh...

(Will no)

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Dustin: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Max's birthday invitations.

Lucas: Well, what are they supposed to say?

Dustin: "Max's birthday".

Lucas: So, what do they say instead?

Dustin: "Max’s bi".

Lucas:

Lucas: Works out either way.

(I love that it's Lucas saying that)

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Mike: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off?

Lucas: What? No, I—

Max: *enters room*

Mike: *jaw clenches*

(✨🥺Frenemies🥺✨)

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Will: There are three ways to handle a difficult situation. The right way, the wrong way, and the Mike way.

El: Isn't that the wrong way?

Will: Yes, but it's faster.

(affectionately)

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Will: Regular soda is too sweet!

El: Diet soda has a weird after taste!

Will: No! Ugh, oh my god. Diet soda is THE BEST! It doesn't have sugar! It's SPICY!

El: It has other weird stuff in it! I'll take REGULAR sugar in my REGULAR soda!

Will: It's SO SWEET like it's a dessert though! Diet feels more like a drink!

El: I'm going to physically attack you.

Will: Which is better, Mike?

Mike: Oh, I usually drink water!

El: Wha- NO!

Will: DISGUSTING!

(i love this so much)

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Mike: So, did everyone learn their lesson?

El: No.

Will: I did not.

Max: I may have actually forgotten one.

Dustin: Also no.

Mike: Oh good, neither did I.

Lucas: *Exhausted sigh*

(Lucas is so done lol)

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*Max is telling a story*

Lucas: Wow, Max, this story has everything! Action! Adventure! Romance!

Will: Romance?

Lucas: I have a crush on them.

(That's adorable, he's such a dork)

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Will, looking over Max’s shoulder: You can draw?

Max, stopping what they were doing: You can speak?

(I feel like this is canon lol)

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Max: Watcha doin?

Dustin: Stealing my neighbour’s cat.

Max: Scandalous.

Max: Can I help?

(Rip mews 😔)

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Max: FUCK THE CHAIR. PARDON ME FOR MAKING MYSELF COMFORTABLE DURING A SINCERE HEART TO HEART DISCUSSION WITH A DEAR FRIEND IN NEED!

Max: BUT THE TIME HAS COME FOR ME TO CEASE STRADDLING THIS DEEPLY OFFENSIVE PIECE OF FURNITURE! AWAY WITH YE, FOUR LEGGED TEMPTRESS! DISTRACT US NO MORE WITH THE MOST BASIC AND UTILITARIAN FORM OF COMFORT YOU SUPPLY!

Dustin: Max just threw a tantrum about a chair.

Dustin: I just won Max Tantrum Bingo.

(Ginger snaps 😬)

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Max: I hate taking off my glasses, because without them, my vision goes from Full HD all the way down to buffering at 240p and I just can't handle that.

(if she still has her vision it would definitely be fucked so yes, also I relate so much)

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Dustin: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!

Dustin: *aggressively throws water bottles*

Mike: Uh... what's up with them?

Will: They're trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.

Dustin: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!

El, crying: It's working.

(naww, El 🥺)

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Dustin: Who wants to make fifty bucks?

Mike: How?

Dustin: I need someone to take the fall.

Mike: What did you do?

Dustin: I can't tell you. Yes or no, no questions asked.

Will, from the other room: Oh my god.

Dustin: ...

Will: OH MY GOD!

Mike: Make it a hundred.

Dustin: Deal.

(Dustin probably did something with one of his drawings.. And because Will is kinda a simp he'd not be that hard on Mike)

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El: I'm not doing to well.

Dustin: What's wrong?

El: I have this headache that comes and goes.

*Max enters the room*

El: There it is again.

(S2 Elmax)

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Dustin: El is not a morning person. Or a night person. There’s really only about seven minutes a day you are fun to be around.

El: The best part is you never know when they’re coming.

(I just love this cause 7/11...)

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Dustin: You have an impressive pain tolerance.

Will: Thanks, it's the trauma.

(well, there is more trauma coming, honey)

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Mike: How petty can you get?

Dustin: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

(I wonder who he argued with)

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Max: If any person here knows of any just cause or impediment why these two should not be joined together in holy matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace.

Will: Yes! I do. One of the partners is already married! They married me three years ago. And don’t let them deny it! I’ve got the marriage certificate to prove it!

*Dustin turns around to face them*

Will: Oh... sorry. Wrong church.

(He meant to go to M*leven's wedding)

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*In the chip aisle at Walmart, doing a late-night grocery run.*

El: *Minding their own business, looking for Eggos*

El: *Finds Eggos.*

Max, to Dustin: See, they know what they're here for. They know what they're doing. Be more like them. Make a decision, Dustin!

(I just found it funny and change the other thing to eggos, and Max is also just admiring El)

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El: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!!

Max: El-

Max: It- it was just an ant-

(oop)

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Max: Here you go, El, a nice hot cup of coffee!

El: It's cold.

Max: A nice cup of coffee.

El: It's horrible!

Max: Cup of coffee.

El: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee.

Max: C U P.

(S2, Max trying to be nice to El)

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[S1]

Lucas: Start talking!

El: Well, I-

Lucas: Shut up!

(good old days)

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Lucas: I’m going to hell.

Max: Probably.

Lucas: I'll pick you up?

Max: *nodding* Carpool

(Lucas could never go to Hell ✨)

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Will: Hi.

Lucas: Hey, did you do what I said? Did you tell them?

Will: I did.

Lucas: And what did they say?

Will: “Thank you.”

Lucas: You’re totally welcome. What’d they say?

Will: They said, “Thank you.” I said “I love you” and Mike said, “Thank you.”

(S5 basically?.. Also Lucas 🥺✨)

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Lucas: If I stay in bed I'll be warm. If I get in the shower, I'll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.

(such a dork)

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Max: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Lucas: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

(The question is, does max have fuzzy socks? 👀)

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Max: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.

(just gonna let it stand there)

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Max: You seem familiar... have I threatened you before?

(no, but I wouldn't mind- I mean what?)

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El: When I see initials carved into a tree with a heart I think it’s so romantic. Two lovers on a date... one of them carrying a knife for some reason.

(Imaging Mike making one for him and El and El still using it but for Elmax)

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Dustin: Say no to drugs.

Dustin: Say yes to drugs.

Dustin: It doesn't matter if you say yes or no to drugs, cause if you're talking to drugs... then you're on drugs.

(he and Robin are smart)

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Dustin, after getting a library card: Now I know what true power feels like.

(Now you know 🌠)

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Will: I honestly feel like some of our conversations here are almost word-for-word accurate to the generator.

Lucas: Yup.

El: Maybe the generator is watching us.

Will: Wouldn't that imply this conversation will be added?

Will: ...

Will: Wait—

(I love the fourth wall break 😭❤️❤️. Also yes, some are very accurate!)

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[Scoops Troop]

Steve: Are you ever going to listen to me?

Erica: Yes. Absolutely.

Steve: When?

Erica: When you're right.

(She ate and left no crumps)

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Robin: When you've been on the internet for as long as I have, you develop thick skin.

Erica: Navy blue isn't your color.

Robin: Navy blue brings out my eyes you prick! *Chases after Erica*

(She looked amazing in her uniform 😌, how dare you insult her Erica 👀)

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Robin: What’s the straightest thing you’ve ever done?

Russians: *sighs*

Russians: I killed a man.

(I added Russians and this is the only good one)

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Dustin: *sees someone doing something stupid*

Dustin: What an idiot.

Dustin: *realizes it's Steve*

Dustin: Wait, that's MY idiot!

(Canon)

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Robin: The first time Steve opened a box of Cheerios and looked inside they yelled, "OH WOW! DONUT SEEDS!"

(he's a dingus)

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Steve: Question. When they shot Bambi's mother, did you find that a sad moment...at all?

Robin: I'm sure she's mounted on a nice wall in a fine home somewhere.

(well Damn)

Bonus:

Steve: First the spider thing now this. What is wrong with you.

(It feels accurate)

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Steve: Don’t go picking a fight with me. I could make your life difficult.

Robin, sarcastically: Wow. I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life.

(Robin angst let's go ✨)

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[The Almost and Adult adults]

Steve: Have you done this before?

Robin: Well, Steve, it's like if you read the script you come better prepared.

Joyce: That's not what we do in the US, we don't read things.

Steve: I don't read, Robin.

(Waddup I'm Steve, 19, and never fucking learned how to read)

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Jonathan : I personally don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan.

Murray: We could attack them with hummus.

Jonathan : I stand corrected.

Murray: Just keeping things in perspective.

(good idea)

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Hopper: What? I'm not aggressive!

Murray: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?

Hopper: Survival of the fittest, bitch.

(You kinda are tho 👀)

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Hopper: Where is Enzo?

Joyce: I'll do you one better, who is Enzo??

Russians: Here's a better question, why is Enzo?

(Omg wait another Russians one and it's perfect lol. Also I know his name is not Enzo)

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Murray: When do you usually go to sleep?

Jonathan : Whenever I collapse is entirely up to the gods.

(yuh)

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Jonathan : What situation is not instantly improved by the addition of fishnets, I ask you.

Robin: Being a fish.

Jonathan : Well, shit.

(I want them to be friends)

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Hopper: I really like Eminem.

Jonathan : I prefer skittles.

Joyce: They are talking about the rapper.

Jonathan : Why would they eat the wrapper?

(Jonathan is high)

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Nancy: You don't think I can fight because of my gender!

Joyce: I don't think you can fight because you're in a wedding dress. For what it's worth, I don't think Murray can fight in that dress either.

Murray: Perhaps not. But I would make a radiant bride.

(yes you would! AAAH, Canon 😭❤️)

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Jonathan : Hey, are you okay?

Robin: Yeah.

Jonathan : You don't look okay...

Robin: Then stop looking.

(S3 interaction)

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Steve: If I say I love you, will you say it back?

Nancy: Yes.

Steve: I love you.

Nancy: It back.

*Later*

Murray: Why is Steve crying face-down on the floor?

(Yes yes, perfect, I love it, Canon, let's go, Good game Nance! He should have seen it coming, Damn, I love her, gaslight gatekeep girlboss idk)

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Nancy: Coca Cola can remove rust from metal, imagine what it’s doing to your body.

Robin: Pfff, getting rid of the rust, idiot.

Nancy: THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!

Steve: Hmm... I've been drinking soda and my body's rust free... not sure where you're getting your facts from...

(idk if they are high or sober)

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Robin: I’ve invited you here because I crave the deadliest game...

Steve, nodding: Knife Monopoly.

Robin: I was actually going to play Russian roulette, but now I'm really interested in whatever knife Monopoly is.

(Russian roulette tho)

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Squad reactions to being called straight:

Joyce: The fuck, no I'm not.

Enzo: Excuse the hell out of you?

Jonathan : Ding dong, you are wrong!

Murray: Who told you that? And why did they lie?

Nancy: Rude.

Robin: *punches the person*

(Robin would punch them tho, I feel like she definitely would)

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So um

This was a lot.. Sorry.. Hope you liked it tho!

And um.. Ye.. Lots of Love ✨❤️🥺✨

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