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unpopular opinion but Susie and Berdly should be best friends and play Dragon Blazers together and talk about cute girls they like and eat worms and Susie should remind him that he doesn't have to be perfect and Berdly should encourage her to try harder in school and they should make fun of Ralsei and write love poems to Noelle and Kris.
#it just makes sense in my head ok#deltarune#Susie deltarune#deltarune susie#berdly deltarune#deltarune berdly#suselle#krerdly#krusie#platonic suserdly#is suserdly a thing?#I'm making it a thing#utdr#Susie dr#berdly dr#Dr susie#Dr berdly#headcanon#deltarune headcanon
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Were they kidding with this bullshit? Like, seriously? So many gates opening up to different dimensions now that there were too many for Supergirl to close and this? This is what they got? Fuck this. Seriously.
"Are you a virgin?" Mike asked like the total little dickhead he is.
"So what if I am? Aren't you? And the rest of your little friends?" Eddie sniped back at the rude little bastard but then, he blanched, "actually, don't answer that. I don't want to know."
Why did this have to be happening when Eddie was on a perimeter check?
Mike rolled his eyes like he couldn't believe how ridiculous Eddie was being, "Dumbass, we're children. Unicorns never go to innocent children in fairy tales. Because we're all innocent. They go to innocent adults. Virgins." He put far too much emphasis on the word because he is, as mentioned, a little dickhead.
"Listen, fuck you and the unicorn you rode in on. I'm not fucking innocent. I've done...things. Things I'm not gonna tell you about!" Eddie sputtered, crossing his arms and almost losing his precarious balance on the tree branch.
He needed to be careful because there was a unicorn circling underneath him. And not the beautiful, ethereal kind. It was beautiful, sure, but it had blood all over his muzzle and splattered across it's chest and on it's front hooves. Probably from the last virgin it had tracked down in god knows what dimension and trampled slash eaten to death. It's eyes were blazing red fire and it had fangs. Fangs. Fuck. That.
Eddie heard Steve sighing and then he flailed an arm from Eddie's tree branch to Robin and said, "It can't be trying to get you because you're a virgin, it's not going anywhere near Robin!"
The girl in question squeaked. Her ears and cheeks went bright red. All three of them turned to look at her.
"Wait, what? Was it you know who? From the...? You didn't tell me? When did you...?" Steve asked cryptically, shedding absolutely no light on who Buckley was knocking boots with.
"Yes after we met at the...place." Robin supplied lamely and then bared her teeth and said through them, "After. But before we went back in to fight Henry slash Vecna slash One." She shrugged and let out a hysterical sounding giggle. "It was...End of the World Sex. Just in case, you know?"
"Ohhhh I'm so proud of you!" And oddly, Steve really did sound proud. Which was weird. Eddie was pretty sure Robin was gay which meant the caginess was in reference to a girl but the fact that Steve was so supportive was a little suprising.
Without actively thinking about the repercussions, Eddie's mouth decided to test that theory, "Well damn, wish I'd have thought of that. Steve - want to deflower me so this unicorn leaves me alone?" The hysterical giggle Eddie let out rivaled Robin's.
Slowly Steve turned back to him but before he could reply, Mike scoffed, "You are his type. Skinny, big bushy hair, big eyes, you and Nancy both talk like everyone is just waiting to listen to you to speak." He rolled his eyes, "Annoying."
"Rude!" Eddie tilted his head thoughtfully, "You know what though? I'm fine with it. Nancy Wheeler is a badass and I want to be her when I grow up. Or when I get down from this tree." Eddie cringed, staring down as the unicorn stopped and looked up, one of it's flaming eyes bore into him. It neighed, shaking it's gorgeous mane but also splattering little droplets of blood everywhere.
Gross. So gross.
"Huh. Now that you mention it..." Robin stared up at Eddie thoughtfully, "I totally see it."
Steve just dragged his hand down his face and glared at the angry unicorn, "Okay, we need a real plan because Eddie isn't coordinated enough to have sex in a tree." He put his hands on his hips like a baseball mom wondering if she brought enough orange slices and Shastas for the whole team. "Do we know any other adult virgins to lure this one away?"
Mike snorted, "Those are probably more rare than the unicorn.'
Eddie flipped him off, "You're rolling at disadvantage on all charisma and persuasion checks for the rest of time."
"We'll have to find a new DM when the unicorn gores you anyway," Mike shrugged. "Whatever."
Then he wandered off. Just walked away, like Eddie wasn't two feet away from being mauled by a feral beast who's name was probably Glitter Sparkle or some shit. What a dickhead.
Looking away from the unicorn, Eddie watched Robin wave Steve over and whisper to him. They had a hushed conversation for several minutes while Eddie yelled things like, "Wanna share with the class?" and "Good friends don't make shitty plans in secret!" But they ignored him. Bastards.
Until Steve turned to the tree and asked, "By 'things' what do you mean?"
What?
"Harrington, what the hell are you talking about?"
"You said you've done 'things' but not had sex. What things?" Steve brushed a hand through his miraculously still perfect hair, and sighed, obviously frustrated, "We're trying to figure out what the unicorn considers virginity. Robin's never..." He petered off and glanced back at her and then over at Mike who was half way down the block with his radio out, sitting on a bench with his back to them, probably telling everyone that Eddie still had his V card. Traitor.
He was too far away for them to hear his conversation so he was probably too far for theirs.
Robin cleared her throat. "I've never had, you know, penetrative sex. Just...um...uh...third base!" She squeaked again and then covered her face with her hands.
"You're being extremely weird about sex talk while a blood covered unicorn is stalking me like a jungle cat!" Eddie informed her. "Oral. Just say oral sex, you weirdo!"
"Ok fine!" She shouted, "I've given and reciprocated oral sex! Jesus." Then she crossed her arms and grumbled under her breath, tapping one foot on the grass.
Eddie couldn't help it. He laughed with glee. "Was she cute?"
Robin sputtered, mouth dropping in shock.
What? Did she think she was a subtle lesbian? Because she wasn't. Not at all. Her high tops had boobs drawn on them like some twelve year old boy just hitting puberty. He rolled his eyes.
Steve looked up at Eddie then. His eyebrows were arched in that way they get when he's thinking up a plan. They're not always good plans but he carries them out and everyone usually lives so, Eddie could do worse. "Well - Big Boy?" Steve's lips twitched in a smile at using Eddie's nickname for him. "I'm guessing when you said you've done 'things,' you were lying?"
"Yeah, duh." Eddie retorted, snapping in his irritation and mounting fear. Mounting, ha. Like a horse and like sex. Mounting. He bit his lip to contain the very poorly timed giggle.
Robin rolled her eyes, grabbed Steve's arm and gave him a severe 'be careful' look and then hustled over to where Mike was sitting. When Steve tucked his bat into his backpack and started to creep around the tree, he realized she was giving them privacy. Holy shit.
The unicorn didn't even acknowledge Steve's presence as he skirted around it and climbed the tree, grunting and complaining under his breath how nobody better call him the Virginsitter because he swears to God. Then the rest of his grumbling got lost, buried under the sound of Eddie's heart pounding in his ears.
Holy shit.
And that's how Eddie lost his mythically constructed virginity in a tree to Steve Harrington who was apparently bisexual and very, very good at blowjobs.
Neither of them even noticed which way the unicorn went.
#steddie#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#feral unicorns#it's a thing#I'm making it a thing#virginity is a man made construct to place value on a women's virtue and fuck that nonsense
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Forget about Barbieheimer what about Miraculous Omens in 6 days
#watched barbie today so good#July 28th cant come fast enough PLEASE#WAIT THEYRE IN THE SAME POSITIONS AS THE OTHER COUPLE#barbie#oppenheimer#barbieheimer#good omens#good omens 2#good omens season 2#miraculous ladybug#mlb#ml#miraculous movie#miraculous ladybug movie#miraculous omens#I'm making it a thing#chaotic's posts#aziraphale#Crowley#ineffable husbands#ladybug#cat noir#chat noir#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste
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attention all monster girls:
it is Monster Girl Saturday. until tonight's server reset, your base defense and attack speed have been increased by 10% and your total HP has been doubled. have fun and be yourselves!
#monster girl saturday#i'm making it a thing#what does it entail? wouldn't YOU like to know#hm. entail. okay whatever else it involves it definitely involves tails.#creature behavior
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My favorite part of Dream Sweet in Sea Major but it's SpongeBob.
#in case anyone wondered what i voted in the poll#dream sweet in sea major#hawaii part 2#hawaii part ii#miracle musical#ミラクルミュージカル#tally hall#my video#video#meme#my meme#spongebob squarepants#spongebob#is hawaiiposting a thing#I'm making it a thing#hawaiiposting
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ANDOR + Texts From Last Night
#ok i know the picture says wine wednesday but actually#HAPPY MON MONDAY#i'm making it a Thing#mon monday#andor#andor tfln#andor meme#andor shitpost of the day?#mon mothma#vel sartha#1.11 daughter of ferrix#op
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The ship name for Lyney and Lynette should be 'Lyncest' if it's not already.
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Headcanon time: Abigail and Nightingale are in the area of Berkeley Square, looking for ghosts, and because they both know the song and they're both very silly people, Abigail films Nightingale singing in Berkeley Square and she sends it to Peter who descends into giggles at a crime scene because of it.
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For so long, I've held my tongue
Kept the thought, the feeling to myself
In fear of hurt, of a lie
Fear that I do not deserve anyone's love.
Saying it in words would make it real
Would make it clear
Would make it hurt
Would result in rejection.
A simply muttered 'You too'
All I would reply
Cause I fear what they feel for me isn't love
And that they are wrong for feeling it.
I hold my phone to my ear
And tell mum about my day
Then ask about hers
Then go to hang up.
"Bye Mum, I love you"
It slips from my tongue
With ease and without resistance
Completely unguarded.
The sounds finally make to my own ear
Then my brain
And hearing my own words
Stops me dead in my tracks.
Within a second
Tears threaten to start gathering
My breath stops
And fear blooms in my stomach.
The second second following with;
"I love you too, dear. Bye bye!"
And the peep of connection terminated.
Mum had said the truth.
It was so easy
It was so difficult
To say it
To believe it.
For years I put up higher and higher walls
Forbade vulnerable words
I've been afraid for so long
What if I wasn't anymore?
#Inspired by something that happened literally less than an hour ago lol#prose in the style of poetry#is that a thing?#I don't care#I'm making it a thing
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I vaguely talked about this in some tags earlier but now it's stuck in my head:
In french darth vader is called dark vador, probably because it's easier to pronounce for french people (but could also be very random, in ANH there's a bunch of wild translations, some of them stuck, some were switched back to the original in the other films 🤷) but now that I'm used to the English version it sounds kinda stupid ngl, except that I thought about how we (french people) would pronounce darth vader if they had kept it that way and omg this is even worse.
First: "darth". We pronounce sith as 'sit', so logically I'd say 'dart' but that sounds way too ridiculous, so probably 'darss'?
And Vader: most likely 'vahd-air'. Which. Yikes. But could be worse: vad-é ? Vad-er (like, Earl without the L)? Could be closer to vay-der if the movies were recent but in the 70s-80s there's no way.
But anyway:
Dart Vad-air
Lmao I'm crying help. Now I'm thinking about how people from different planets must have different accents, so there has to be some politician or something who only ever saw his name written so they pronounce it with their accent and call him Dart Vad-air to his face. How do you even react to that. How high is the risk of getting choked?
#darth vader#dark vador#dart vadair#i'm making it a thing#if you speak another language and have thoughts on this PLEASE share#i want all the mispronounciations
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There's dancing. And some good communication. And plenty of smut because "smut montage" should be a thing. Also a bonus Chrissy/Robin background thing that happens. And the platonic Stobin is representing as always in my fics because we all need a Robin.
#this fic is my albatross#steddie#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie bigbang#smut montage#it's a thing#I'm making it a thing
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AU en el que Kazuha es mochilero y no tiene ni para el cercanías.
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English translation under the cut!
AU in which Kazuha is a backpacker and he’s so broke he can’t even afford to catch the train.
This AU is not only terribly self-indulgent but also so specific to the valencian experience that its target audience is limited to like three people and all those people are my friends. I'm sure some jokes and references won't land for non-spaniards and the English version doesn't sound nearly as comical to me as the Spanish one does but eh. I do my best with what I have. Also, why don’t you guys have a formal "you"? It made me cringe to make Kazuha adress Albedo in such an informal way 😭
#this will flop but i don't care because it makes me happy#mochilero au#yeah it's a tag now#i'm making it a thing#kaedehara kazuha#albedo#kazubedo#genshin impact#genshin art#biel's art#look what you made me do irene 😭
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I have been diagnosed with yeehawtism
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Flashfic Friday: Wordle
Mac was sitting up in his hospital bed, frowning at his phone, when Jack woke up. The stark white bandage wrapped around Mac's head was a horrifying reminder of how close they'd come to losing him.
"What's it? What's wrong?" Jack asked, stumbling up on numb legs to lurch closer to Mac's bed. He scrubbed a hand over his face to wipe away any traces of drool or eye gunk.
"Riley and Bozer solved the Wordle already," Mac turned his phone to show Jack that he was on his last guess and hadn't solved their nerd puzzle yet, "and I'm stuck."
Jack sunk down on the edge of the bed in relief that nothing was seriously wrong. Though, now that he looked at Mac's bruised face, he could see that this situation was of great importance to his partner. "Bud, you had brain surgery not even a week ago. It's okay if you don't solve your scramble thing."
"Wordle," Mac corrected with a glare, "and I've never lost one before."
Maybe they'd given Mac his phone back too soon, Jack thought as he gently took the device and read the guesses so far. All three of his kids had explained how the game worked on multiple occasions as they often played on the jet in a friendly battle of wits, so he knew what the green and yellow squares meant.
He immediately saw that all five letters were accounted for in Mac's previous guesses and made a mental note to talk with his doctor about that. Jack pretended to think about the word for a while longer, making a show of tracing letters in the air and muttering to himself.
Mac wasn't paying a lot of attention. His focus was on the paperclip he was twisting in his fingers as he tried to figure out the word too. Matty had brought the kid a container of paperclips when she'd visited yesterday, and Mac had successfully twisted about half the ones he tried. Sometimes he fell asleep in the middle of it, and sometimes his fingers just didn't do what he wanted them to do. It was going to be a long recovery from the head trauma he'd suffered on their last mission.
"Maybe try 'alive', bud," Jack suggested gently while holding the phone out.
Mac carefully typed it in and breathed a sigh of relief when it was correct. "Thanks, Jack."
"Anytime, hoss. Anytime."
#macgyver 2016#flashfic friday#is this a thing?#i'm making it a thing#hurt mac#worried jack#i was sharing my wordle score with my dad and bro and niece and this ficlet popped into my head
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Ok, I think today is the day when I'm finally feeling social enough to join Sims discords.
Let me know if you have a favorite one? 😊💜
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Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
#your brother is a vampire. he's sitting across the table from you chatting with your mother about her day#and he's dead and he's gone and he's never coming back.#he laughs the same and he talks the same but his arm is cold when he grabs you in a headlock and your dog won't be in the same room with hi#he'll still hang around watching TV with you and give you wedgies and make stupid jokes#but you can't tell him about the bullies at school anymore because this thing with your brother's face will just find them and kill them.#and not even stupid fucking Jason deserves what the monster in your dead brother's skin would do to him.#your brother is dead and lost and right there in arm's reach and gone forever with no hope of ever getting him back.#i'm sure there are corollaries to be written about like ghosts and zombies but this is the one i'm personally hung up on recently
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