#also yes I love the idea that her clothes at the concept art are just her usual clothes
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Lieutenant Clarabelle my beloved
#my art#the three musketeers mickey donald and goofy#Clarabelle cow#peg leg pete#the beagle boys#goofy#she's perfect idk what else to say#also yes I love the idea that her clothes at the concept art are just her usual clothes#when she's not. y'know. killing around#goofy x clarabelle#goofbelle
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J-Fashion Terms for Beginners 3: Electric Boogaloo
Angura Kei: A Visual Kei substyle inspired by traditional Japanese underground theater performances (Angura = Underground), but it is occasionally associated with Ero-Guro Visual Kei bands. People who wear Angura typically wear traditional Japanese clothing such as kimonos, military uniforms, and school uniforms (seifukus and gakurans usually) but with a gothic twist or references to the supernatural (such as those triangle handkerchiefs worn by ghosts in Japanese folklore). It isn't uncommon to see them wear shironuri makeup as that was worn by Angura actors during the 1960s and 1970s. From what I've seen, Angura isn't typically a style one wears day to day due to its over the top and elaborate nature. Some known Angura Kei bands are: MUCC, cali≠gari (though they are more known for Ero-Guro), Zombie Lolita and Inugami Circus-dan.
A truly theatrical blast from the past...
Erokawa: Translates as "erotic cute", this aesthetic and style is also known as Erokakkoi (translates as "erotic cool"). Erokawa contrasts most kawaii trends by incorporating the concepts of sexiness seen in the West. While it is mostly a "visual art" type of kawaii style, I have seen outfits that do match this style; they tend to be mainly pastel clothes styled after lingerie, actual lingerie, clothes that share elements with Agejo Gyaru, shirts with sexy kawaii girls on them, or just your typical "tight sexy outfit with references to kawaii culture or ecchi on it. For accessories you'll see chokers, leg garters, handcuffs, harnesses and occasionally cat ears. The idea of cuteness is associated with neoteny, fragility, innocence and youthfulness; the idea of sexiness is associated with adulthood, experience, excitement and maturity. Sexiness can technically be seen as what cuteness is meant to evolve into once we all turn from children to adults. But Japan is famous for loving everything that can be considered "cute" and not approving of "non-cute" things unless they are made "cuter" for mainstream media, and yes...this partially includes sexuality that is natural for adult women to have. Enter famous Japanese Idol, Kumi Koda. Unlike most idols who's contractual purity is stricter than a Disney Channel star's, Kumi broke the mold by taking erotic elements in her artistic style and showing how they too can be seen as valid and acceptable. In contrast to other "sexy" kawaii trends, Erokawa was created with feminism and for women to take ownership of their sexuality.
Let's get sexy~...and adorable!
Ero-Guro Kei: If one thinks of Visual Kei they are most likely thinking of one of these subgenres and styles; Kote Kei (means "old school kei", this is basically how Visual Kei bands dressed in the 90s), Tanbi Kei (means "aeshetic school", this style is inspired by classic European fashion), or Ero-Guro Kei, the style we're discussing here. In case the name didn't give it away already, Ero-Guro Kei basically means "erotic" and "grotesque". As described by the website TV Tropes, this style is meant to be an Interplay of Sex and Violence. Most Ero-Guro Kei bandmembers tend to wear clothes similar to Kote Kei, but with more exposed skin (i.e. not wearing a shirt or wearing a low-cut one) and tons of S&M/bondage or fetish elements like chokers, corsets, harnesses, leather and lace or mesh worn together and masquerade masks. Despite this, for most people the "Ero-Guro" part in Ero-Guro Kei usually comes from the vulgar and raunchy lyrics in their songs coupled with horrifying music videos. Some famous Ero-Guro Kei bands include but are not limited to: cali≠gari, Dir En Grey (during their earlier albums), Kagerou and ANTI-KRANKE.
Choke me like you hate me but you love me...
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Hi yes hello there, I'm losing my mind. So I was just perusing the lovely artwork on the Welcome Home "Welcome Home!" page and I noticed something. There are only two pictures (that I've found) of Eddie's watch that actually show the face of the watch, now the weird thing about that is its coloring. Half of it is white, and the other is black. Now if we assume that the watch is placed like an actual clock (with 12 pointing up) this would mean that the hours 9 to 6 are black.
When I saw this my first thought was that 9PM to 6AM were being covered. Adding more credit to those who find it odd that both Sally has some weird moon imagery (on her clothes and house) and the fact that the show always ended before it got dark. Theorizing that stuff goes down after dark, typically, in the US, the sun sets at 9 and rises at 6.
Now that I've had time to think this through I've realized that the watch would also display 9AM and 6PM in the black bits. All this to say, I have solved nothing but if I kept this in I think I would explode. Sorry for such a big...ask? (I didn't ask anything) uh, what's your favorite color?
👀👀👀 now anon, you're absolutely onto something here, but i'm not sure how much i can say!! i highly recommend going and becoming a monthly supporter of Clown's Kofi, and having a look at the concept art for Eddie there - with the understanding that no one should repost art made available only to supporters, or be discussing what's available there without Clown's consent.
because of this, i'm only going to talk about the art currently available on the Welcome Home website, which we know to be canon:
you're absolutely right...that is a curious design choice. i've had a scour of the website as well and agree with you that of the canon art we have, these appear to be the only ones which show the face of Eddie's watch...and it's such a severe design for a children's puppet show character. i'm trying to think of all of the Welcome Home characters' cast designs as through the mind of being designed for children, and that makes some choices feel very odd indeed;;;
i want to point out that the hours which are shaded actually appear to be 9pm till 3am - 6 hours which can be indisputably be considered night-time in the US. if one of the numbers were 6, the other would have to be 12 to make a vertical slice across the watch face. i'm unsure if this is relevant, but here in the UK, 9pm is our watershed - the hours past which adult content is allowed to be broadcast on television, with the understanding that most children will be in bed then. one could argue that the design has been simplified to convey the concepts of night and day easily to a young audience, but the sharp black half - which doesn't appear to show individual hours like the light half does - gives the idea of those times being off-limits somehow.
perhaps we're overthinking it, and it really is as simple as 'Eddie and the rest of the Welcome Home cast have bedtimes similar to that of the children who watch the show, and his watch is half-blacked out to show kids when night-time is.' on the other hand...i find this sharp blackness to have a similar jarring effect to the ooze creeping out from underneath Home's door, and the spiral void we can see on the Neighbourhood map on mobile. yes, Eddie's design and the other characters have small areas of blackness to balance out the overwhelming rainbow of their designs...but this is an interesting choice indeed 👀💖
[edit] oh!!! my favourite colour's green :3c
#eddie dear#welcome home theories#welcome home speculation#welcome home spoilers#welcome home#welcome home arg#starleskasks#starleskatalks
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Kissin Cousins Review
After Viva Las Vegas went over budget, Colonel Parker as the technical advisor pushed the panic button. The next immediate film had its budget slashed and everything was rushed just to make back any money lost. The production was very cheap despite a somewhat ambitious story of having Elvis play 2 characters.
Despite being made after Viva Las Vegas, Kissin Cousins came out first making for a very jarring experience if seen back to back. A lot of people HATE this movie because of the concept and cheap production, indicating that Colonel's plan didn't work as he expected. After all, if you only spend a grand total of a $1 million dollars on a movie, you only need $1,000,001 to make a profit. Does Kissin Cousins have some good parts to it or is it all bad and should never be mentioned again? Let's find out.
Kissin Cousins is a pleasant opening song. It's not something that blows you away but it's a nice little ditty with cute art. It makes me wonder why we never had an animated film as those were usually way cheaper than a regular movie. Yes animation in the 60s wasn't as big of an industry as it is now, but if Colonel wanted to value cheap production, animation would've been the way to go.
We get introduced to the conflict of the movie: The military wants a military base on the Tatums mountain land in the Smokey Mountains. The Tatums don't want to sell as they don't trust the government. As stereotypical as this sounds, this was a pretty common experience. The only issue I have with this element is that they want to show this as the Air Force, but everyone is dressed in Army uniforms. Josh starts off wearing a more accurate uniform but we quickly do away with that. A sign already that no one cared enough to make things accurate.
We also see very quickly that this movie is so cheap they can't even film b-roll footage of the real Appalachian Mountains. Instead we get Southern California mountains and Hollywood sets. As much as it sounds like a nitpick, the mountains are a mega important part of the movie. Depicting the real mountains would add more immersion into the story by showcasing how these people live. Smokey Mountain Boy as a song doesn't stand out on its own. It does sound lovely in the context of the movie. It sounds like the type of song a military man would sing. We get a dumb joke about mountaineers not knowing how to spell and the girls not knowing what Jodie looks like. If you look very closely we get another sign that the movie is cheap in the form of a faint yellow line in the middle of the screen. That's meant to be the filter that allows Elvis to play both Josh and Josh at once. More on that later.
We find out that Jodie actually isn't their brother. He's a cousin too and my whole world just blew up. This whole time I thought they were all siblings because he lived with them like he's their brother. There's Gold in the Mountains is bad. The lip-synching is non-existent. It's very apparent that neither Azalea or Selena's actress are actually singing. They sound nothing like they're speaking voices. I don't think this song was really necessary and could've been cut if it wasn't for a quota. Ma calls Jodie her nephew and man I want to know this man's story. There's so many ways you can go about this and show how this could significantly impact his character and his decisions.
Pappy is an amazing character. Arthur O'Connell really shows his range as he sounds nothing like Pop Kwimper from Follow That Dream. Despite being the same character of the government disdaining patriarch on paper, you really get the idea that this is a completely different person. Pappy and Pop are similar but are not the same. What I don't like is that his clothes are seen as dirty and full of holes. Jodie and the sisters don't have that problem so unless Pappy just got done wrestling some pigs, this is purely for laughing at dirty uncivilized Southerners. While it is unfortunate that some of them lived that way, this isn't the Tatums' situation.
Ma's an amazing character too and it only highlights my point that she wouldn't accept anyone in the family to be walking around in unkempt clothing. She would've immediately patched up any holes she found. You get the idea that she isn't someone to push around. She respects Pappy's authority but she also has her own authority. Ma is willing to flip Jodie right on his butt if he disrespects her despite Jodie easily being bigger than her. In real life, an average sized woman being able to flip over what I consider to be a 200 lb man would be super impressive. We clearly get the idea that Pappy loves it. He wants his wife to be a strong woman who doesn't take disrespect from anyone.
This whole scene insults Southerners by having them own a Confederate Flag in the house, eat possums and other stereotypical "white trash" food like this is a regular occasion. Like it's something they take pride in eating and wouldn't want to eat anything else. Note: people only eat that when there's nothing else available. It would only make sense if they were proud of Ma being able to make do with what little they had but again this isn't what they're going through. They have pigs so it makes no sense why they still eat possums outside of stereotyping.
We get a visual gag of the captain turning green. This is such a cheap special effect. It looks like they just shined a green light over his face like we're in a cartoon. So bizarre and only exists because "haha isn't mountain food so disgusting." Totally unnecessary especially with how long they drag the joke of no one knowing what an ICBM is. In real life, if this family was as ignorant as the movie makes them out to be, they would not survive.
One Boy, Two Little Girls is a very boring ballad. It adds nothing to the movie and is just filler. We already got a song with him singing to the sisters and learn nothing new. You can just cut to Josh talking to Azalea and Selena about how to convince Pappy. This whole interaction between Josh with Azalea and Selena is weird. We're supposed to think he digs both of them.
Catchin On Fast which is just as shallow. The song itself isn't bad, but in the context of the movie it comes out of nowhere. Josh just randomly picks Azalea over Selena. Yes we get the drama that Selena has to get married first, but outside of that there's no reason for him to pick Azalea. Yes it could be a matter of Josh preferring brunettes but it's never established to be the reason why he likes Azalea more. Admittedly I love that Selena isn't jealous of Azalea or mad that Josh picked her sister over her. In a different Elvis movie we know that would've been a conflict that lasted throughout the whole movie.
We get introduced to Midge and Jodie completely looks smitten. This is a completely different side of him. It's implied that he's had relations with more than one Kittyhawk woman but becomes such a different man around Midge. In that moment, none of the other women matter anymore. Midge is the only woman on his mind and you have to wonder what about her captures his attention. Maybe it's because she's not immediately throwing herself at him or seems interested in him at all. Just by this scene alone, Midge does not give a single care that he's staring at her. If anything she straights up ignores him after they're introduced.
Watching Azalea interact with the Kittyhawks when they give them their own bikinis is the only difference we get. Azalea actively stands up to them and puts them in their place. She doesn't tolerate their actions. Ma puts her foot down when she sees that this turned everything upside down and I can understand where she's coming from. If Azalea and Selena are disrespecting her and the Kittyhawks are causing nothing but trouble, of course she would be upset.
The reporter exposes their plan to get the mountain base and the plan is all coming apart when the general contacts the captain about going up to the mountain. The captain orders Midge to go to Ma and try to smooth things over. Despite this being the 60s, the captain treats Midge like any other subordinate. He's not overly harsh or lenient with her just because she's a woman. Now that's gender equality. She runs into Jodie and at first we think Jodie's going to act like a pig and a wolf. And he does act like that, but what makes this movie better than most is that he gets his comeuppance. Yes it's meant to be a source of comedy but given the 60s, Midge being allowed to push back against horny men is incredible. She grins and bears it when it's the other military men because a lot of them may outrank her and pushing back would be horrific. But since Jodie has no authority over her, she pushes back. In other movies Jodie would be a creep who escalates his advancements after every rejection. But he doesn't. He saw the look on Midge's face when she thought he got hurt. She doesn't actually hate him, she just hates how forward and physical he is.
Based on their social situations, you can clearly see how it influences these women's reactions to male attention. Midge is just so used to men seeing her for her body and nothing else that when in a situation where she can push back against that behavior she will do it, while the Kittyhawks hardly ever see men so any attention or interaction with men would be like giving kids candy after denying them that for so long. And whether he fully realizes it or not, Jodie has to acknowledge that Midge really isn't like other girls but her own person. So he changes his approach to serenading Midge with Tender Feeling. Easily the best song in the movie and actually adds depth to Jodie's character. Even though he's a cocky jock, this song actually matters by showing that he's capable of being more than that. It still fails but even when it fails the only thing on Jodie's mind isn't a notch on his bed post it's WEDDING BELLS. He had full choice of any Kittyhawk out there to marry. He could've married any one of them at any time. But he doesn't want to be with any of them. He wants Midge. You can make an argument that as soon as he saw Midge for the first time, he wanted to marry her. Unbelieveable how this side character in a cheap Elvis production actually has some type of character arc.
Meanwhile, Azalea tries to convince Ma about changing her mind. I know the movie wants to make us feel bad about it, but we don't have any reason to feel bad. I don't feel anything for this relationship. Outside of Josh being different than the other mountain men, there's no real reason for her to like him. I care more about Hezekiah missing Pappy and he's a dog.
So they go to find Pappy and all of the men except for the captain and Jodie get captured by the Kittyhawk women. For once an Elvis character doesn't like being appreciated by multiple women. I guess it's meant to show how Josh is more "civilized" than Jodie. We get another Joe Esposito appearance in this movie and he actually gets a line.
Ma actually gets a song lamenting the loss of her husband. Pappy, Won't You Please Come Home is actually a pretty appropriate song. It shows just how much she loves him. The vocals could be better but it doesn't have to be professional because within the context of the movie, Ma isn't a professional singer. Pitch doesn't matter when you're sad.
We find out Pappy got chased by a bear and got stuck in a tree. The wide shot of him being stuck in a tree is so bad. You can tell this is a stunt double since Arthur O'Connell is too old to be doing stuff like this. Even when you can see his face you can tell he's only dangling on a wire and it's not even clear how he's caught. I get we needed something to get Josh on the family's good side but they could've done this a bit better. You would think this would be when Josh and Jodie would have to work together to save Pappy, but I guess that would've just been too hard to film. Again if Jodie had a real character arc this would be the moment when he realizes "hey Josh just isn't doing this because he's told to. He genuinely cares about us. He acts like he's kin."
We get a good old fashioned hoedown and hi where did all these people come from? Up until now we've had the Tatums and the Kittyhawks as the only people who live on this mountain. So why is there a whole village of people here? It completely changes the Kittyhawk women's reason to exist. If you imply that there's literally no other man on this mountain outside of Jodie, then these women being boy crazy make perfect sense. Now that we know Jodie isn't the only young man, they just look like a stereotype that women are promiscuous.
Barefoot Ballad fits so well with Jodie's character but watch out foot phobic people because it's exactly as it says on the tin. The dancing however, isn't that great. It shows just how rushed this movie's production wise. I guess it could work in that in universe these aren't professionals but as a movie it could be better. This is where the song quota kicks in as we get yet another song in the span of not even five minutes. Once Is Enough is fine but it's still filler. The dancing is still bad as one of them actually falls down and it stayed in the final cut. Based on Pappy's little speech I would've thought he would start singing. Heck even the captain who would later play Grandpa Joe showed he could sing in Willy Wonka so it's not like we couldn't have had a Pappy song.
After all this time, Jodie finally gets a character moment where he warms up to Josh. While Jodie internally realizes that Josh was alright when he saved Pappy, this would've been the perfect moment to showcase that he's willing to compliment Josh. If only he had more of a role in the movie because what little we get shows a pretty engaging character arc. Midge coming around would've been a natural reason for him to warm up to city folk. I could make a whole post about how I would write his character since there's so much potential.
The Kittyhawk women actually play an important role by sending the general in circles. That's what makes this movie great. Everyone has a part to play even if they start off as a joke. Pappy gets in a drinking contest with the captain. I have to laugh that Jodie managed to snap Pappy's suspenders when Pappy tries to run away. It actually adds to Jodie's claim that he's the champion and therefore strongest man in the mountains. Ma makes it clear that they have to talk things over so Josh and Pappy try to make a deal over a game of checkers. Jodie actually tries to help Josh out by getting the captain sober. If only they took advantage of them looking alike and had Jodie disguise himself as Josh. Jodie would have to swallow his pride because he knows if this deal fails, he would lose Midge as she's a WAC.
It isn't until Josh comes up with a deal allowing Pappy to continue selling his moonshine without "revenoor" interference. They also get protection and $1000 a month for the land. The deal goes through and everyone ends up happy. The one thing I wish was better explained is how despite all these people being on the mountain, Pappy is somehow the leader. I think if we had so much as a line about how these people came from distant villages would be enough as it's not like the military intended on buying the entire mountain.
Kissin Cousins (Number 2) is a banger of a song and I really like Jodie's twang when he sings but wow the production is cheap. They don't even bother cropping the shot above where you can actually see Lance LeGault (Elvis' body double) in the background. This isn't the first nor only time either. Throughout the movie and during the song when they switch back and forth between Josh and Jodie, we can see his face by accident. Elizabeth Montgomery in Bewitched had to do something similar when she had to play Samantha and her identical cousin Serena. That episode came out in 1966 and managed to do a better job. A TV show somehow did the same concept better than an actual Hollywood produced film. It's so sad that production was rushed to the point of basic editing mistakes and mistakes in general are left in. Even the ending where the characters hold up "The End" signs feels like this is a cheap high school production instead of a Hollywood movie.
This movie has several problems. As I've said the production is cheap with songs that are nothing but filler and at times have noticeable mistakes, Josh is a very boring character with an uninteresting romance in Azalea, Jodie makes you wonder why they wanted Elvis to play two characters when one of them doesn't even do that much, and they outright insult Southerners by using very cliched stereotypes.
So why do I like this movie in spite of these problems? Because the story has enough good elements that you can actually fix the problems without having to completely change the movie. It's like a Clambake in that I would consider the highlights to be enough to cover the glaring errors in it. If this movie had a different production team or a better budget I would say this story is one of the better ones for an Elvis movie. Therefore I would give this movie a 7/10. This is a movie that best exemplifies how Colonel's interference directly hurt a movie that otherwise would've been great. I highly recommend watching it so you get the perspective of how poorly Hollywood thought of Southerners, yet still have the Tatum family feel like real people.
AN: Shout out to the discord besties for providing commentary about how the Tatum family showcased the bad light Hollywood painted the South in. Especially @grizelda71-blog. Your notes in particular helped me see both the good and the bad in this movie. Also shout out to @smokeymountainboy for your work as Jodie inspiring me to review this movie this month.
Tagging: @arrolyn1114, @thedaisymaisy, @that-hotdog, @peaceloveelvis, @imaginationlast, @fuzzymusic94, @helen06dreamer, @sfull12345, @briefpandatimemachine, @alittlemoreelvis, @lynettethemadscientist, @motht-eeth, @ash-omalley, @spooky-hazex, @teamnefarious, @blighted-star, @ab4eva, @oh-my-front-door, @father-of-2cats, @atleastpleasetelephone, @xanatenshi, @crazymadpassionatelove, @burnthheparaphilia, @aliengoth3 @stormie-ryan23, @yksuwyksud, @tacozebra051, @alienelvisobsession, @vintageoldsoul, @ohmygiddd, @lovininapinkcadillac, @stephthestallion, @mistyspresley, @bisexualwvtson, @ahundredlifetime, @karel-in-wonderland, @elvispresleywife, @georgefairbrother, @moonchild-daniella, @musiclover712, @worldofyns, @sillybookmarks, @g00d2balive, @leighpc, @generoustreemystic, @peskybedtime, @thetaoofzoe, @renegadewarrior, @vintagepresley, @tupelomiss, @myradiaz, @pinkcaddyconfessions, @kiankiwi, @presley72elvis, @delulubutidontcare, @januarypresley1969, @livelaughelvis, @hooked-on-elvis, @slayingjd, @ilivebecauseiamforced, @dusintv, @cattcb, @eapep, @jaqueline19997, @richardslady121, @iloveelvis2, @lett-them-eatt-cake, @if-i-can-dream-of-elvis, and @lookingforrainbows.
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Heyy, I have a quick question. Could you maybe write something again for an insecure Y/N where she sees other beautiful women on Instagram and thinks bad about herself. So Levi tells her that she's beautiful just the way she is? The last time you wrote something like this it made me almost cry because I can relate too much to that stuff! Also I felt really insecure lately because of my appearance. You don't have to write this, and only if you want! :) Peace & Love!
@kenkopanda-art <3
Beauty is subjective
Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader
Genre and tags: Modern AU, fluff, romance, being a couple, angst, insecure reader, hurt and comfort.
Concept: While looking on your phone at some fun ideas for baking and cooking for Levi you come across a lot of comments and posts about what makes a woman beautiful. You go against your instincts to stay away and dive deeper only to make yourself spiral into self-hate. Levi catches you doing this and showers you in love.
No tags due to sensitive subject.
Levi leaned over the back of the sofa and looked down at you. "You need anything, love?"
You smiled up at your boyfriend. "All good. I'm just browsing Instagram for cool cooking and baking ideas."
Levi leaned lower and kissed you. "You're too good to me. I'll make us a pot of tea."
"Okay!"
Your eyes flicked back to your phone and you began browsing once more. You moved through the videos posted about cooking and made notes on a few. You hummed a little song to yourself as you felt pure happiness as you looked up new ideas. You were excited to try a peanut butter, banana and chocolate chip cookie someone suggested.
Ideal woman.
You don't know why, but your eyes seemed to lock onto that comment. You frowned a little as a pang of darkness started inside you. You looked at the replies to the comment and saw everyone was talking about the baker. You looked at the video and saw how pretty the woman was. You clenched your phone a little before moving on and trying to focus on baking.
Special routine to make me beautiful.
You gulped hard and didn't understand what had happened. You were happily looking through videos of amazing cooking and baking, but now you were on Instagram models. You saw their routines, how they did their makeup, the things they wore and how people talked about them.
The more you delved deeper the more you were damaging your own self-confidence. You knew you shouldn't be looking for your own good, but you just kept doing it and comparing yourself. You pinched and pulled at your skin as hatred towards yourself consumed you. You felt a lump in your throat at a few comments saying how these women were the perfect women and men deserve women like that.
"Love?"
You looked up at Levi. "H-Hey."
He placed the pot of tea down before sitting by your feet. "Come here."
You sat up and whined. "I don't think you'll want that."
"Why not?"
"Well, I'm not that pretty and I'm a bit..."
Levi grabbed your arm and dragged you closer. "Have you been looking at those models again?"
You blushed a little. "Yes."
Levi held you close to him. "My love, you are the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I love you with all my heart and soul. I wouldn't change you for the world."
You played with his shirt. "Well, they wear lots of makeup and I don't."
"I love your natural look. I love that I see you a lot without any on at all. You're so beautiful without it." He kissed the end of your nose. "Besides, if you wore a lot of makeup it'd get all over the furniture and clothes. Imagine cleaning that out."
You giggled a little. "Yeah, you're right." You hummed. "What about my body?"
"It's sexy as fuck. You know how much I love seeing you naked. I loved biting and kissing every inch of you."
You blushed hard. "You're right."
He massaged your thigh. "You're just stunning."
"Thank you. But Levi."
"I love you. I fell in love with you, not those women. Besides, a lot use filters."
You hummed. "You're right."
Levi cupped your face. "Beauty is subjective darling, so what people find beautiful is different to others. Those women on your phone? I don't find them attractive." He slowly pushed you down making you giggle. "Oh, but you? You are sexy and beautiful. I just want you all the time."
You moaned as Levi kissed and nipped your neck and chest. "Levi."
He leaned up and looked down at you. "I wish you saw yourself the way I see you. You shine brighter than anyone I've ever seen. Other women are like dull grey blobs, but you? You are this angel."
You smiled a little. "You're sweet."
"Besides, if all women aimed to be like those models and men like the male models, wouldn't it be boring? We'd all look the same and it'd be bland."
You played with his shirt. "You're right."
Levi kissed your forehead. "Kiss it better." He hummed a laugh. "I know that my words won't fix the years of wounds you've gained about your self-image, but I am happy to help you slowly heal some of them."
"I don't know what I'd do without you, Levi."
He growled. "Be with another man who will be awful and not me and I'd be unhappy."
You laughed. "Levi, don't think about us not being together. I'll never leave you. I love you, Levi."
"I love you more than anything in this world." He sat up and pulled you into his arms. "Now, it's time for cuddles and tea. We'll look at videos together and pick out some tasty things to make together."
You snuggled into Levi's arms. "Perfect."
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hi!! tiss i, bringer of the art thingy for '''me and the devil'' (fucking amazing song btw, could be applied to both of the men she has been promised to)
anyhow
she :] so thing is i truly do think that how you've described her clothing, the meaning it holds (the meaning she wasn't tought) is truly sick!! it's sutch a visual to me. though i would of hopped she'd worn it longer, continued to be a green ghost through hallways, houting paul in meetings and dreams. i do get when and why she took it off so easily, how it didn't mean as mutch as it could of if not for her mother, the breeding program.
also please do forgive how fucking compressed it is, mspaint isn't a big fan of deetails.
um. i think i could of done better with her clothing, how it flows and folds around her body, like the branches of a willow tree, growing oppon her like moss. but :/, hm, got too into it without meaning to and now we're here. i though of the light backdrop as when she's first on caladan, seeing pauls green eyes and grinding her teeth, trying not to steam. doubt it reads so, tho. (should of given her longer nails caked with blood, but mmmm, hands are fucking frustrating)
and! i had fun with this :], so i was thinking about a past and a more current present form of her? (the pale horror marking her face as she watches how her parents bodies flinch for the last time, black flames and all that. no veil and sword at her hip, warm greens enveloping her as she watches forward ((side eyes paul?))) dunno dude
hope you're well, sorry for the far too many words
HI!! first off im floored and beyond touched that someone was inspired to make something so beautiful based off of what i wrote???? omg? but i have to say this is absolutely stunning! EXACTLY how I imagine reader's clothing/style/everything. you've done incredible work. so talented.
i completely agree!! the clothing and its meaning is an important theme (hopefully that conveys throughout the next couple chapters as well) for the story and I hope you like where it's headed... no spoilers ofc but the symbolic clothing has not disappeared! You have captured the flowing style of the dress and veil so well and I can't even tell you how perfectly you captured my vision for the veil and headpiece and my god the DETAIL you put into it... i am so so touched. its truly beautiful, I keep coming back to look at it as i write the next few chapters!
I love the touch you put with the backdrop - the first few moments when they see each other for the first time and she's just a green ghost, mysterious and simmering under her veil when she sees his eyes. truly fucking incredible art.
also, the blade - it is so perfect. It's literally exactly what I imagined - in the style of Harkonnen blades, similar to Feyd-Rautha's to honor her nameday and their future marriage. and the way you placed it above her head; protecting her, or haunting her. maybe both.
I wanted to explore the concept of preserving culture with this story but focus on how customs and traditions can get lost in the sands of time and within the fall from power. & how the unusual dynamic (Paul knowing about her culture, and her not) shapes their relationship. I think you've done an incredible job bringing her to life - your attention to detail is incredible.
I am so completely obsessed with this, it's gorgeous. If you do feel inspired or would like to create more (the past and present ideas are amazing!! yes!!!), I would love nothing more than to see them and talk about it!! If you don't mind, can I link this post on my next chapter so readers can see it???
I love this so much, and if you choose to make more, i cant wait to see it all :) i could talk about this art forever. thank you!!! you're so talented!!!
#thebluespacecow#me and the devil; series#paul atreides i need you so bad#THIS IS AMAZING#im stunned
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Headcanons about our beloved Vampire King Marshall Lee?
(i love your art so much!)
Awww, thank you!! 🫶💖
Marshall Lee headcanons then:
1- His backstory is also slightly different from Marceline's. I really like the idea of him being raised in the Nightosphere with his mom, only visiting Ooo once in a while, and then permanently moving there for a freer life. I got that concept from the How To Warrior book! Baby Marshall was such a menace, I love him.
2- AU stuff but he and Fionna are roommates! The treehouse belongs to him, similar to how Marceline used to own it in Adventure Time, except he actually keeps it and lives there with Fionna and Cake. He moved his stuff to an attic that he was supposed to turn into a studio and made it his bedroom-house of sorts, he still comes out to have meals together and hangout. Schwabelle is also there, stealing Fionna's lunch every other day.
3- Speaking of Schwabelle, Marshall Lee adopted her as a kitten, and he was also the one who got her reanimated when she first passed away. He's unhealthily attached to that cat and WILL throw hands for her. Needless to say that he's a cat person.
4- He's Demisexual. I actually posted that on Twitter a while ago but not here uhhhh sorry then, he's one of us aces 🫶
5- He can't eat normal food because of his vampirism, it makes him feel nauseous and throw up. Normally he doesn't give a fuck, or he fills his food with red dye, he can still taste his meals even just by sucking out the color. He also drinks blood from time to time, because only drinking the red off things doesn't give him enough nutrients and it messes with his powers.
6- He's got a big sweet tooth. His favorite flavor is strawberry, and he also likes to drink maple syrup.
7- He often plays as a solo musician but I like to think that he's also in a band with a couple friends (said friends being ocs of mine but shhhh).
8- He can purr when he shapeshifts to his bat form (both small and huge), and he tends to get more cuddly as a bat. He curls into a ball like a cat does.
9- He hates getting sick, just the fact that he's still able to get sick even though he has healing powers pisses him off enough, but he also hates doctors and taking medicine. He spends like 2-3 days dying until he heals, or until someone drags him to a doctor.
10- He didn't inherit many demonic abilities from his mother, other than her soul sucking, but one that he did inherit is that he's able to move his body in a strange way, like Hunson does. He likes to scare people by rapidly turning his head back in 180°, which makes a nasty crack sound. Yes, he already pranked people by pretending to be dead with this amazing talent.
11- He watches a lot of vampire movies, he can go from tragic romances to the Rated-R ones. It's a personal interest of his that he doesn't share with anyone.
12- He can't get piercings or tattoos because of his healing powers, so he resorts to fake ones. If he could get a real piercing though, he'd get a tongue one.
13- He doesn't have a reflection in mirrors, so to be able to cut his hair and put on some dramatic makeup for concerts, he either trusts the process or gets a friend to help him. In addition to that, he often practices his makeup skills on Fionna's face, because she's closer and he likes to mess with her.
14- He likes to customize his own clothes, he knows how to sew and he has a lot of paint in his room for that. He also likes to draw posters for himself. He's pretty artsy.
Uhhhhh, what else, what else… I think that's all I have at the moment. Thank you for the ask!
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Searching for A Former Clarity (Against Me!)
And in the journal you kept by the side of your bed/You wrote nightly an aspiration of developing as an author/Confessing childhood secrets of dressing up in women's clothes/Compulsions you never knew the reasons to/Will everyone you ever meet or love/Be just a relationship based on a false presumption?/Despite everyone you ever meet or ever love/In the end, will you be all alone?
"Searching for a Former Clarity is about the process of dying. It's the closing track to the album, and it shares a theme with the opening track, but while Miami uses disease and dying as a way to talk about the city metaphorically, Searching for a Former Clarity is much more personal. It's also partly autobiographical. Laura Jane Grace wouldn't come out for another seven years, although if I'm remembering right she was convinced that this song would immediately out her to everyone. (I could be thinking of a different song from the same era. It's kind of a running theme in her music.) A while back I saw an old video of her performing this song, when it was still new and she still wasn't out. It felt wrong to see that version of her, honestly (I'm old enough that I should have been a fan in the 2000s but I'd never heard of Against Me until a couple years ago), but it also amazes me just how much *better* she looks now. She looked so much older then, and unbelievably more miserable, than she does now. I hate that she had to live like that for so long, but I think about that contrast every time I hear the song now. Honestly, with that in mind, I never want to hear anyone saying shit about how they are glad someone suffered so that they could Make Art(TM) about it. Fuck that. Don't get me wrong, I love this song and most of Against Me's discography, but I'd willingly give all of it up if it could somehow retroactively mean that Laura Jane Grace didn't have to have the shitty life experiences that led to it. Yes, a lot of art comes from suffering, but people shouldn't have to fucking suffer for art. I've had some experiences lately that forced me to think about my mortality a bit more seriously than usual. If I died today, there would be an extensive record of my gender, and my complex feelings about gender, on various mostly anonymous twitter and tumblr and reddit accounts. If I died today, nobody who knows me would know the name I chose for myself. Not that I'm a historical figure (I'd probably be entirely forgotten in a decade tbh) but speculation about my gender would be *at most* someone's conspiracy theory based on poorly-sourced and badly-interpreted speculation. I'd be buried as a man, I'd be remembered as a man, I'd be forgotten as a man. That was my choice. I have my reasons for making it. I don't know if it is right or wrong or even if the concepts of "right" and "wrong" are the right ones to use when thinking about it. I'm still going to have feelings about it every chance I get. Searching for a Former Clarity is a pretty good way to get them. Emma. That is the name that I chose."
No Rain (Blind Melon)
And I don't understand why I sleep all day/And I start to complain when there's no rain
"Okay, I know this is not the usual song genre vibe of a fuck you up song BUT THE LYRICS and the fact that the song is so soothing and a little up-beat just fucks me up. Like this is the song of my life- literally. My brother thinks of me everytime he hears this song which I think shows how much I relate to this song. It fucks me up specifically because I RELATE so hard to it. The overwhelming loneliness is the theme of this song, and the idea that days just pass with no passion or enjoyment and we do what we can just to stay awake and keep going despite the monotony of it all. And how all of this can be solved if that one person will just stay with you."
No Rain submitted by @ghostlystrangers
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Discoveries (or Eddie the banished part. 3) [E. M.]
Eddie Munson x Byers!reader
This can be read as a continuation of these two [1] [2], but also as a standalone thing. If you have more ideas about this concept, please tell me!
STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST
Word count: 13k (yes, I have no self-control)
Warnings: not all the one shot talk about the relationship between Eddie and the reader, quality sibling time, come out of the closet, GREATWISE (Garreth x Will), mention of the AIDS epidemic, nightmares with Vecna, mentions of sex, and a lot of sensitive shit.
A/N: I have had a long time without writing and I know this is very long, but I hope it's good enough. I love you so much for reading, you can tell me what you think if you want!
Art by: @kidovna
"Mom, are you sure you don't want to tell me something?" you asked suddenly, while you dropped into her bed, and you watched her pack a couple of suitcases in a hurry.
Things were continuing as usual and you and your siblings had been enjoying your vacation days. You learned that the night before Eleven and Mike had an argument over God knows what while you were working and you thought that when you got home you could talk about it with her (it wouldn't be the first time that Wheeler's disappointment has turned into a topic of conversation with a relative) but during dinner the thought vanished when you found out that your very own mother was going on a business trip to fucking Alaska, while you ate a risotto prepared by none other than Murray Bauman, who was visiting that night; the reasons for all this? A poor explanation on the part of both that you thought to clarify now.
“Tell you something? What do you mean, my love?” she replied absently. She was actually rummaging through all the corners for warm enough clothes, which she clearly hadn't packed since Lenora, to see the scowl you had.
“Nothing, just that I find it very curious that a business trip has come out of nowhere. Especially since the one who accompanies you is Murray" you explained, hoping that she would confess things to you herself "I haven't seen him around here in a long time" you added, noticing the silence. Not for a second had the idea crossed your mind that this mysterious trip was a rescue mission for who should have been your stepfather at some point and the best police officer in Hawkins: Jim Hopper.
"Yes, that was very kind of him"
"Mom," you said again, trying to get her attention, "is this all about a romantic getaway?" you exclaimed, bluntly. You had barely made-up time with your mother and it turns out that she was leaving again, so you weren’t completely satisfied. The mention of a romantic involvement made your mother stop.
"A what? What are you talking about, Y/N?”
“You also have the right to find love, because don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that Murray is ugly but… you could have been honest and we wouldn't have been mad”
"Daughter, are you alright?" she said, genuinely confused, "Of course I'm not running away with a man, do you think I'm capable of doing that and leaving my four children alone?"
"I don't know, we do a lot of stupid things when we're in love" you laughed. Oh, and you knew about nonsense made for love.
“No, it's not that. It's a business trip, it's just… it's hard to explain why it's important right now, but I promise you that if everything goes well you'll know very soon” she explained to you. You still didn't quite believe her, but you still let her hug you and nodded your head "And don't think those things again, do you understand?"
“Yeah, yeah… whatever”
"Promise me that you and Jonathan will be good," she asked you, ignoring your lack of encouragement.
"And what about Will?"
“He always is,” she said without thinking and now you did laugh, pretending to be offended and making a sarcastic reference to the obvious favorite that didn't exist “I'm serious Y/N, just promise me you'll be okay. I don’t want to do this, but I trust you and I love you, it will only be a couple of days that I am going to be away”
“Okay, mom, we understand” you answered, with the utmost sincerity “You also take care of yourself and don't take longer than expected, okay? I want to see you as long as possible. The holidays won’t last forever” you exclaimed sadly. Joyce gave you another hug and gently kissed your forehead.
"There's nothing to worry about, I'll be back in a jiffy" she promised, taking the heavy bag she had packed with one hand "Help me with the other, will you?" Joyce asked, which you complied with, escorting her to the entrance where your three siblings were already waiting to say goodbye to her, as well as Murray to escort her. Both Will and Eleven had the same distrust on the trip, with Jonathan probably the only one believing it and only because he was under the influence of cheap weed that he had probably bought from an idiot. Maybe at some point you could tell him that your boyfriend had better quality drugs and they were only a couple of rooms away.
That morning your mother left as planned and you had to go back to your exploitative work routine, which had barely given you time to think about other things, or people. Like in Eddie, for example. Oh, Eddie, what could you say about him? It had already been a couple of weeks since you asked him (or something like that) to be your boyfriend and everything seemed to be going relatively well with your relationship. There were still many new things for you and the honeymoon stage was just passing, so there were no significant problems between you. At least it was one less worry.
As for the others, the truth was that they had taken it quite well. It wasn't a big surprise, of course, but it was still nice to meet you with congratulations and words of encouragement. Your mother was also happy and this happiness only increased when Eddie came to your house and chatted with her to introduce himself as 'your boyfriend'. It was short, but quite significant. And just like he did, you also came to his trailer on one of your free afternoons to meet his Uncle Wayne, with shortbread as a peace offering. He didn’t object, but was glad to meet you and supported his nephew.
Not to mention your brothers, who seemed to be the happiest with the decision. Jonathan preferred to stay out of the matter, but you would sometimes find him exchanging words with Eddie while he waited for you to be ready, always with friendly smiles on both their faces. Eleven was too shy with him at first, but little by little she seemed to be falling for Eddie Munson's charm with women. He liked to ask her about the things she liked and she, so little understood by most, had begun to see potential in your boyfriend to have a confidant. Will was the happiest of all, practically lighting up every time he saw Eddie. You knew that they were both artists as far as drawings and paintings were concerned and of course they shared an uncontrollable love for Dungeons and Dragons, so from there the two of them found more interests that kept the conversations interesting. Honestly, sometimes you got to feel a bit jealous because of the admiration that Will was beginning to feel for your boy, because that had always been your place.
But no matter how beautiful that dream seemed, life went on and your jobs didn’t have a clause that spoke about disability due to deep love.
“What do you think if we put the header with a less… rude title?” you asked your editor, trying not to sound like the troublemaker everyone told you, you were; much of it you had learned from Nancy Wheeler, but you would never admit it out loud. That is why when you saw that the headline referred in a derogatory way to a certain group of people, you thought that it was not something that would give the newspaper a good image... or at least not the image that you wanted to achieve "It's just a suggestion" you added with a shrug, praying he'd hear you, as you looked at the clock above you. In less than an hour you would be home and with any luck, you could call Eddie to join you for dinner or at least take a tour of your house, if he was free.
That night you were resting at The Hideout because the owners were giving a girl a job as payment for a favor, but honestly it wasn't something that was worrying you much. The money wasn’t the same, but the physical and emotional burden had also lessened. And, to be honest, now that you had taken some time to slow things down and enjoy yourself with your family like you used to, you didn't understand how you managed to survive all those months. The rhythm was exhausting and if it hadn't killed you, it was only because God was too merciful to you.
When your hands were finally sore from taking notes and the week's number was diagrammed (ignoring most of your suggestions) you put on your coat and headed out into the already slightly cool streets of Hawkins from the summer breeze. You stopped at the nearest pay phone and typed in the number you were beginning to know by heart, patiently waiting for someone to answer on the other end of the line.
"Munson Residence, who is this?"
"Hi, Eddie," you said, already with a smile for his antics, imagining if that's how he answered everyone who called him "I'm Y/N"
"Hey! Hello, my pretty. How is everything?"
"Are you busy?"
“A little, but nothing major. What's going on?"
“I was thinking if you wanted to come to my house for a while. The exhaustion is killing me and I would really like to see you”
"And you want some Munson-dicine?" he asked and you instantly sighed.
"That joke was so horrible that I already didn't want to see you, we'll talk tomorrow"
"Wait! Wait!" he laughed "I'll be ready in 5, are you near the bus stop?"
“About a block”
"Wait for me there, I'll pick you up"
"Okay"
“See you in a bit, love ya,” he said quickly, before hanging up. You walked the next block, deep in your thoughts, and a couple of minutes later you heard Eddie's beat-up van, which you already recognized perfectly, "Did you order a float, princess?"
"Don't be a clown" you smiled, watching him do the same from the open passenger window. You took a couple of steps and then got into the vehicle, greeting the boy with a quick kiss on the lips.
"Your place?"
“Yes, but we have to get something for dinner. My mom isn’t there and in the fridge there are half a tomato and a liter of milk”
"Not very appetizing" he murmured in amusement. You stopped at a grocery store to buy some whole wheat bread, ham, and more vegetables to prepare some sandwiches, while Eddie bought powdered chocolate to drink with the liter of milk you had at home and you laughed when you noticed. Shopping didn't take long and you were soon home to find Will and Jonathan watching TV, you greeted them and announced that you brought dinner, hearing cheers from both of them.
"Where is El?"
"She asked me for permission to go to sleep at a friend's house" replied Jonathan without stopping watching television. You snorted.
“And that friend by any chance is called Mike Wheeler?”
“She's with Max,” Will replied, and your frown changed to a softer one.
"Oh," you breathed out, remaining silent for a moment. You didn't know how to react, but anger wasn't on the list “… so it's okay. I'm glad to see that she's going out more” you added, happier than before. Max was a good girl and she also needed some company after what happened with her brother, because, although she talked about the pain as if she didn't care, you knew how much it affected her.
"Just say you hate Wheeler, no one will judge you" Eddie laughed, whispering the words in your ear as he took the opportunity to hug you. You looked at him out of the corner of your eye, but you didn't deny or confirm anything.
"We'll be in the kitchen, making dinner" you announced and both of them nodded their heads. Your boyfriend followed you a very short distance into said room, which was somewhat messy and dirty. The Byers house had never been a palace, but the truth was that for you it was the most welcoming; it was a sanctuary, a small space where you could always feel protected. Eddie, on the other hand, was used to living in trailers since he was little, so there was more than enough space in your house for him to be comfortable.
"I do it, rest if you want"
“Do you even know how to cook?”
"No, but I know how to mayonnaise a couple of bread slices," he huffed, folding his arms like a little boy. Normally you wouldn't let him do things for you, but you were so exhausted that you just whispered a soft 'okay' and gave him a kiss on the cheek by way of thanks. He had already mentally prepared himself to argue with you to let him do it, so your docility didn’t go unnoticed as he said “Was it a hard day?” he muttered. You dropped into a chair and kicked off your shoes, while he squatted in front of you, slumping slightly into the space between your legs and planting both hands on your waist. His face was below yours and he was looking at you through his pretty brown eyes with plenty of compassion.
"I'm very tired, that's all"
"You're always tired" he replied. It wasn't a claim, it was more like… an observation “Is there anything I can do for you?”
"Yes, but we should be in a more private place" you smiled, raising one of your hands to caress his cheek gently.
"Dirty" he laughed, wrinkling his nose, as he moved up a few inches to steal a kiss from you. Most of the time they were short, but to be honest you guys couldn't keep your lips from each other "I'm serious”
“Being here is enough. Just tell me about something, anything to keep me awake”
When he got up, he started making the sandwiches and he started telling you about a fantasy book he was reading. To the surprise of many people, he was a pretty good reader but very selective, so it was sometimes difficult for him to find the books he wanted. Most of them had been bought in second-hand places, but that didn't bother him at all, quite the opposite. Once he had even told you that those books had the best stories to tell.
When four sandwiches were ready, Eddie called your two brothers and the four of you sat at the table, talking about anything you could think of. Suddenly the conversation turned to the movie that Jonathan and Will had just seen, sometimes about silly jokes and then about nerdy things that neither you nor your older brother understood but enjoyed hearing. You ate as much as you wanted and had a good time with the three of you before sleep finally came to the eldest. You had talked to him a couple of times about his self-imposed stress and burdens, college, and family in the hope that he might feel better. And apparently it had worked, maybe that's why now he only smoked a joint before going to sleep. Just to ensure rest.
"I think I'll go to sleep too," Will told you. He had been smiling for most of the time and you took that as a good sign "See you tomorrow, rest up"
"Good night, buddy"
"Rest, Will," you exclaimed, reaching out for a quick hug. You saw him go down the hall and it was just you and Eddie by the old non-functioning fireplace. "Do you want to stay?"
"I can?"
"Of course. I've missed you these days, nothing would make me happier” you said sincerely. Eddie was always caught off guard by this kind of statement because he didn't know how to feel or what to say. How could someone like you say such things to him?
He smiled with flushed cheeks and moved his chair a little closer in your direction.
“Then I'll stay,” he replied softly, with that affectionate expression you loved to see on his face.
"It has nothing to do with this talk, but today something happened at work that bothered me a lot" you began to say.
"What was it, my love?" he asked and then you told him everything. You told him about the AIDS epidemic that by this point everyone had heard about on the news, or knew about the unfortunate death of a loved one, and how the media was taking advantage of this to put out tabloid stories with stupid thoughts.
“FAGS ARE DYING, can you believe it? Is that in a fucking headline in our newspaper?” you said. Your voice trembled, perhaps from helplessness or perhaps from sadness “I mean, there are so many people out there who are left without their best friend, without their partner, without their brother, and the media thinks it's something they can make fun of. AIDS mainly affects… gays, I understand that. But at the end of the day it's human lives we're talking about, what difference does it make if they like men or women? Or does who they love to affect the value of their lives? Doesn't it matter if these people die because at the end of the day they are abnormal? Bullshit, all of that is pure and complete bullshit” you muttered. Your hands moved back and forth as you talked and Eddie hadn't said anything since you started talking, he'd just been calm and attentive. You felt the boy take one of your hands and take it to his mouth to place a soft kiss on your knuckles.
"You have a heart of gold, did you know that, honey?" he said, his voice as kind and sweet as it had ever been, "I love that about you”
"Oh, come on, Ed."
"I'm serious. You never know how much those words can impact someone who thinks he's a freak just because of his feelings. It's nice that there is someone who supports"
“I only say what I think, that we are all equally important. And what if a boy likes boys? What if one girl likes another?
“You may also like both. Or, like, anyone, no matter what” he replied. You looked at him with a slight frown. "Well, it's probably... don't you think so?"
"I guess so" you exclaimed, not giving it much importance. Eddie was trying to say something else, but he didn't bother to explain. “But whatever the case, I think we all deserve respect and love. And if someone I know turned out to be like that, I wouldn't mind” you answered, firm on your main idea. It seemed inhuman to you to judge someone in that way.
Eddie was about to say something else when you heard footsteps down the hall that caught your attention. Looking at the door, you noticed that it was Will, who still hadn't put on his pajamas.
"Uh... just looking for water," he said nervously, feeling both eyes. Eddie was still holding one of your hands gently and standing too close to you as if everything you'd been talking about was a secret.
"Yes, we'll go to sleep now" you answered, squeezing your boyfriend's hand a little so that he would get up. You did the same and picked up a couple of plates, throwing them into the sink, but turning to the table you saw Will standing in front of you. He was no longer the shoulder-length child whose hair you ruffled. He was growing up, and very quickly "Did you miss something?" you said, just to annoy him. Your little brother smiled and wrapped you in a tight hug that took you by surprise.
"Rest, dumb," he said as he pulled away and you swore to see his shining eyes. Why was everyone suddenly acting so fucking weird?
"Rest too, dumb" you replied in the same way, watching him leave. Although his behavior had been odd, you were too tired to investigate the matter so you just held out your arms for Eddie and let him practically drag you into your own room. You only took off your pants and bra before throwing yourself on the old mattress on your bed.
"Go to sleep now, you need it" he exclaimed, moving a little until you were resting your head on his arm and your body attached to his, then feeling a soft kiss on your forehead.
You didn't say anything for a few minutes, trying to fall asleep, but the truth is that it was useless.
“Eddie”
"Yes?"
"Thanks. For being here” you answered, without coming out of your hiding place in his chest from him.
"There's nothing to be thankful for" he blurted out, as you craned your neck to kiss his bare chest "Goodnight" he breathed out and it was the last thing you heard before falling asleep.
A couple of days passed and your mother started to worry you. Like, too much. She wouldn't answer calls, you couldn't locate her, and no hope of seeing her come back to your house. She had said that she would be staying at a hotel, and you had called there asking for her, but it turned out that they had not even heard her name. It was all so strange that you asked to leave at The Hideout to stay away until you heard something about Joyce. The owners agreed because this new girl still needed money and they could ask her to cover for you. Jonathan was just as worried as you, if not more, and you two had tried to say as little to Eleven and Will as possible. Eddie didn't know anything about it either, you just told him that your mother had had unforeseen events. If anything comforted you, it's that at least she was with Murray and he should be taking care of her, after all he was a good man, right? By God, you expected him to be so.
That night you were impatiently biting your nails and looking at the door as if Joyce was going to knock at any moment and you almost fell on your face when you heard the doorbell and ran to answer it.
"Mom?" you had asked when opening. But instead of her, there was a boy "Eddie?"
"Hello" he greeted shyly. He was wearing his Hellfire shirt, loose jean pants, and a lightweight sweater that fell to his knees.
“Did you come to see me? I totally forgot, I don't know where I've been thinking lately…”
"Oh no, precious. I came for Will” he smiled, striding up to you for a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Will?" you asked now, a little surprised. You didn't remember either of them saying anything.
“Yes, I invited him to come to Hellfire today. We used to hang out at Garreth's over the holidays and I thought maybe he'd like to hang out. I thought maybe it would be nice for him to meet more guys and play, you know…” he said vaguely. The fact that Eddie cared for Will warmed your heart and made you love him even more. "I know I didn't ask you, but it's okay, right?" he cautiously exclaimed.
"No, no... not at all" you managed to say. You felt very tired from stress and the train of your thoughts sometimes took time to move forward. Surely the conversation caught Will's attention, because you heard him leave his room and walk to the entrance, with a backpack slung over his shoulder, while he greeted both of you “But why didn't any of you tell me? Are you trying to steal my boyfriend or are you trying to steal my brother?” you said in a fake dramatic voice, pointing at each one respectively.
"It'll only be a few hours, I promise." Eddie laughed. The way he high-fived Will reminded you of a younger Steve and Dustin at the ice cream parlor you visited over the summer. “Do you want me to bring something back? Do you feel like eating something?"
"I'll just go to sleep, Jonathan and Jane are in the rooms so I'll do it in the living room" you exclaimed. It was half true, because sometimes you slept there to be closer to the door in case your mom came.
"Do you know if mom is coming?" Will asked from beside you as if he read your thoughts. You didn't know, of course, but you didn't want to worry him either.
"I'll call her and ask her, okay?" you promised, to then ruffle Will's hair like when you were little "Have lots of fun and don't do anything silly"
"Did you hear, Byers?"
"I'm telling you, Eddie," you huffed, watching your boyfriend put a hand to his chest as if he was really offended. This didn't last long, because a few seconds later he was already leaning in your direction to kiss you kindly, under the flushed and disgusted look of your younger brother.
"Get some rest, yeah, precious?" he murmured gently. Eddie's voice could be mesmerizing and more than once his choice of words had made you tremble. He was very good at making you nervous, that was something for sure, and much more when after saying something like that he left you a kiss on the face.
"I will do it. Good luck, cheers to all the guys”
"Bye," Will said quickly, hugging you and trailing after Eddie. Once you were both in the van, your boyfriend leaned out the window and blew you a kiss, while your brother waved goodbye. A smile crossed your face at the image and you felt lucky to have someone like the metalhead in your life. You saw the van turn at the end of the street and felt someone tap your shoulder from behind, making you jump in place.
"Oh my God, you scared me" you laughed, now looking at your sister who was standing behind you.
"Do you wanna watch a movie with me?" she asked kindly.
"Of course"
“And can you make me popcorn?”
"Whatever you want, El," you said smiling. You had thought about resting, but if she wanted to hang out with you, you weren't going to say no. You were about to close the door when you saw a black car with fully tinted windows park in front and panic seized you. "Get into the room" you ordered her, pulling her behind you so that whoever it was couldn't see her " Eleven, go into the room and lock the door, do you understand me?” you repeated, with a little more urgency. Those kinds of cars almost always just spelled trouble.
It took you no more than two seconds to padlock the door and send the girl down the aisle, but when you peeked through the peephole you realized it was Murray getting out of the passenger seat. At his side was Dr. Owens and the one who opened the back door had been your mother. You held her breath at the sight of her safety (except for a couple of scratches she had on her face, which you would question her about later) but all thought of her was overwhelmed by the appearance of a fourth and fifth person. The first was a strange looking blond in a blue uniform, who you didn't know but hoped was someone from the good team. The next you almost didn't recognize him because now he was hairless and had lost a lot of weight, but then it only took you a second to figure out who it was.
Your mother was helping officer Jim Hopper out of the car.
"Jonathan!" you yelled, into the house. Your older brother was the person you fought the most with in life, but he was also the one you turned to when things got tough. Perhaps it had been the lifestyle you had led that had led you to such an extreme relationship.
You didn't hesitate to open the door and run to Joyce, taking her by surprise and almost making her and Hopper fall.
The following were quick and somewhat blurred memories. Eleven obviously burst into tears when she saw her father and you'd swear he was holding back as best he could from imitating the girl. Will and Eddie arrived, just as she had promised, hours later and they were both surprised to see the tide of people that were now in the house.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Eddie asked, moving closer to you and speaking in a barely whisper.
That same question had already been asked by you and answered by everyone; turns out your mom and Murray's supposed conference in Alaska was actually on a crazy trip to Russia to rescue Hooper from a jail where he'd ended up kicking the Communists' ass last year, which they found out about later of receiving the alert from a Russian soldier, even that in the course of the events they had managed to get him expelled from the country, being forced to bring him to the United States where now you had to give him a roof to sleep under.
But compared to the years before your life, this was a pleasant surprise and quite believable.
"This is fucking crazy, but I'm glad you're back, boss" you smiled. You had grown fond of the man and your words were genuine.
"And you, what are you? Her boyfriend?” Hopper asked, as if he had just noticed the boy next to you and it seemed appropriate to pay attention to his identity. Suddenly all eyes were on Eddie, who was sitting timidly and had one arm wrapped around your body, leaving literally no distance between you.
"Uh, that's right, sir."
“You are the Munson boy, right? I arrested you several times and you stole a couple of handcuffs, I remember your face well” he exclaimed, his eyes narrowing. Your three siblings narrowed an expression of surprise at your companion, while Murray suppressed a laugh.
"Couldn't Eddie and his criminal record be the main topic of conversation?" you chimed in, watching your boy turn red to the ears in embarrassment.
"American, do you guys have dinner at any time?" asked the blonde, completely oblivious to everything. You chuckled in relief at the change in subject and everyone followed suit, amused by your new guest, supposedly named Enzo (or Dimitri?) "I'm craving anything but that horrible dough they fed us in hell”
Well, apparently that was officially a new member of Hawkins' strange team.
The news that Hawkins's hero was alive shocked not only your family, but the entire town, because the news had spread rapidly. The visit to town was supposed to be temporary, but after this surprise event the idea of returning to California had been practically ruled out. Your family's life was always in Indiana, under this scenario they couldn't imagine another place to be. Added to this, now your mother and Jim seemed to have realized what the two of them had been feeling for years (something that almost all of you already knew) and after recovering it, she didn’t want to let it go. No again.
Owens was taking care of the legal and dangerous part of all this, because there were still bad people who wanted to hurt your little sister, just as they wanted to use her for their own interests. It would be a long process, but you trusted that he would achieve her relocation without risk to her or anyone in the family.
Suddenly the Byers house, which had been so empty in recent months, the space didn’t fit. The rooms had to be shared by three people at the same time and you had to buy extra pillows, as well as new sheets. Owens even suggested getting a bigger house, but you pointedly refused. You weren't going to abandon all your memories, that house was where you had grown up and it still had a door frame with your height and that of your two brothers marked in pencil over the years. That's how you all split into the Byers house and Hopper's cabin so you could sleep in single beds; it was tricky, but as always you would make it work.
So much fuss had barely left you time to see Eddie and at some point you began to fear that he was upset or began to like you less for your complicated schedule. But when you finally saw him at The Hideout on Tuesday and he dragged you backstage to kiss you like never before and tell you how much he missed you, you knew better. With Hopper's appearance, you thought a lot about the importance of your boyfriend knowing everything that had ever happened in town and the problems your family had faced, so you decided to tell him. He patiently listened to your story and you thought about how he would take the whole fantastic thing: Eleven's powers, the Upside Down, all the monsters that chased Will... it was too much to tell and too much to process, but you still told him. Eddie didn't question a single one of your words and although he didn't have a specific reaction, you knew he wasn't judging you or your friends. Days later he understood why everyone in the group seemed to share something in common that they weren't telling anyone and he was relieved that you made him part of it. As everything did eventually, things were looking up.
"What would you like to drink?" you asked, as kindly as possible, one of the recurring drunks at the bar. Tuesday again and Corroded coffin was already getting ready to go on stage, as was routine. The night was strangely quiet even when there were more people than usual, and you were surprised when you saw a smiling Steve Harrington walk through the door of the place. Two young men were following him and your surprise turned to confusion when you saw that it was your little brother and Dustin Henderson. You knew that the second followed Steve everywhere, it was part of the package, but you didn't imagine what Will could be doing there. Especially with the clothes he was wearing: a totally black outfit and messy hair, nothing to do with what you were used to.
"Ahoy, lady”
"What are you doing here?" you asked the air, hoping that one of the three would answer you.
“I came for a few drinks, they came to hear the band” I hadn't noticed the pair of T-shirts with Corroded Coffin printed in purple letters that your brother and his friend were wearing until that moment, which only increased your bewilderment.
"Eddie invited you?"
“Uh, yeah,” Dustin replied, strangely nervous. If there was anything left over from that guy, it was confidence and all of that just smelled very bad to you.
"Why didn't you tell me, Will?" you asked. Your brother had been very quiet the last few days, perhaps because you two had had some arguments. Nothing serious, just nonsense, but they were reason enough to sow discord between you.
That was something that seldom happened, since it was Will you went to when you fought with Jonathan. Between the two of you, it was a case apart; you knew that not all the credit for a good older sister was yours, since Johnny had also supported Will in his worst moments. And of course you too, you would never deny it, only that the relationships were... well, different. Jonathan and you were already adults, now you had different concerns than when you were teenagers and you could also notice that this supposed enmity was not so noticeable now. Sometimes he came up to you to tell you his problems and you never refused to listen to him, because you knew that since he was little he had to face the hardest part. Neither of them was a bad brother, only that you connected more with Will, your inseparable companion on adventures.
Well, that was until now.
“Y/N, don't scold him for God's sake. They just wanted to come and they asked me to accompany them, you have nothing to worry about” Steve said. You had to admit that it made you feel a little sad, even if you didn't have a valid reason "Don't be mean and pass me a beer, okay?" he asked you with a smile. You had no choice but to sigh and nod, after all you and Steve were very good friends and you knew he wouldn't do the boys any harm.
"Good evening, beautiful people," someone said into the microphone. It was Eddie, so handsome with his metal clothes and the makeup that you just fixed him a few minutes ago that made you forget about everything "See you again here, you already know us and we hope you like the show" he exclaimed, making sure wink in your direction.
You knew the band's songs and the covers they did, but the excited face of Dustin and your brother made you feel emotional too. With a slightly cooler head, you thought that now that Will was a member of Hellfire the band had probably gotten along well with him and that's why they had invited him. With Dustin the answer was logical, everyone including you adored that brat.
"They are loud... right?" Steve laughed, leaning across the bar toward you. He had been sipping the same beer for a long time, because he would take the boys back and he didn't want to be drunk for that "I mean, I'm kind of deaf in one ear, but I don't think they sound so bad"
“You should have heard them at the first performances, it was like hearing a cat giving birth,” you joked. You would never let Eddie hear that, but it made your friend laugh. "Why did they ask you to bring them, anyway?" you asked, nodding to the younger ones who were nodding to the beat of the music.
“Henderson said that he needed a half-responsible adult to accompany them and since you and Eddie would be working, that was left to me,” he replied, making you laugh.
"Will didn't tell me anything," you told him "Neither did Eddie" you continued, changing the look between the two of you.
"I think he was invited by someone named Darren or something like that"
"Garreth?"
"Yes, that one" he replied, pointing one of his fingers at you "And Dustin came to accompany him, he didn't want to come alone" Steve blurted out those words so naturally and just shrugged, but you were amazed by what you had heard. It was then that you looked at the drummer and realized that he was indeed looking at Will with a smile, who was looking at him in the same way. You knew Garreth, you had seen him a couple of times in the theater room and he had always been very nice. He was at most a year older than Will, so it didn't surprise you that the two had become friends. But if things were like that, why hide it?
A couple more songs and the show were over, which only leaves a sweaty Eddie walking excitedly up to you.
You kept looking at both young people for another while and indeed, that pair seemed not to want to take their eyes off each other. You could even tell that Garreth was trying hard to play the drums better, you could tell.
“Harrington! What a joy to see you here”
"Hello, Munson," he said friendly, respecting the strange tradition they had of speaking by their last names, hugging your boyfriend with pats on the back. When Eddie saw you, a mischievous smile crossed his face, and before you could say anything he was up on the counter, jumping over to the side where you were.
"Hey," he murmured, trying to sound flirty but failing as he stole a sweet kiss from you, "How's the prettiest waitress in the place?"
"Hi, Ed," you said, shaking your head gently at his flirtations. The rest of the band joined in the greetings at the bar, but you couldn't help but notice that Garreth went directly to Will to ask how the show was and if he liked it. Besides, of course, complimenting the shirt he was wearing.
“Did you enjoy the show? I don't want to spoil the surprise for you, but I'm writing a new song that I'm sure you'll love. It talks about a beautiful and funny girl who fucks like…”
"Eddie!" you said to shut him up, while you hit his chest. Steve had overheard part of that conversation, but he just chuckled.
"Anyway, I'm sure you'll love it" he continued, without any shame, while you noticed that his makeup was already a bit smudged; it just made him look better "Hey, Jeff invited us over to his house for a bit, is it okay if I come over?"
"Why would I object?"
"Maybe because you want me to stay here to spend time with me because you're completely crazy about me" he replied, raising a shoulder and avoiding your gaze as if he expected you to agree with him. Instead, you pulled him by the arm and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Get out of here. I don't want to have to put up with you drunk or high”
"You know I'll still end up sneaking to your room at dawn, right?" he asked, quite close to your ear, with a playful tone.
"By God I hope not, Hopper sleeps with your loaded gun under his pillow" you exclaimed, causing him to laugh nervously. After the first meeting, the man's favorite activity was bothering your boyfriend and although he wanted to look like a fuck-the-police man, you knew perfectly well that he was afraid of him "Ed, before you go, I want to ask you something”
"Spit it out"
"Did you invite Will to come over?" you exclaimed. Your boyfriend looked towards the aforementioned while pointing his thumb at him as if he needed confirmation that you meant that person.
“Lil Byers? No, I think Garreth invited him" he muttered "Why?"
"Not for nothing. Just curious"
“Seems like the two of them hit it off really quick,” Eddie told her, with a smile. "They like the same things and they look… alike”
"It makes me happy that he has more friends," you said "He's been driving me crazy these last few days, that's why he almost doesn't tell me anything anymore"
"I thought you guys got along"
"We do that. When it's important, you know. It's just that living together again makes things like the turn to use the shower a reason for fights” you laughed “Before he was calmer, but he has become a mouthy”
"The wonders of being an only child," Eddie scoffed. There was silence for barely a second and you were looking for something else to say until you felt the sting of a pair of teeth digging into your cheek.
"Don't do that, it hurts!" you complained It was a damn habit you still hadn't gotten used to; he loved to bite the part of the body that he was closest to.
"I have to go, little princess, but I'll pick you up in a while, 'kay?" he said, ignoring your reproach. Then he gave you a sweeter caress on the lips and jumped back to the other side of the bar.
“Y/N, can I come over to Jeff's house? Steve is going to take us,” Will murmured, moving to Eddie's side. He looked so different in that outfit and you wondered if, like Lucas with his new jock friends, that was the style he would adopt from now on.
"Only until my shift is over and Eddie comes for me" you exclaimed and the boy nodded, taking a couple of steps back to where the others were "Be careful and don't overdo it, okay?" you said to the curly-haired one, seeing him nod in the same way as your little brother "Thanks for taking them, Steve" you half yelled, receiving a thumbs up from your friend.
"Don't be bad, if you need anything you can call us" Eddie said goodbye, scribbling a number on a napkin, which was surely Jeff's house number. When you looked at it you realized that he had 'I love you!' written above the numbers as if he were Jeniffer Parker and you were Marty McFly.
You smiled and put the piece of paper in your pocket, sure that even if you didn't need to make the call you would keep it in that special box kept in your bedroom closet.
Saturdays were regularly your favorite days. Sometimes you'd go out with your friends, sometimes you'd hang out at home, and for the past couple of weeks they've been designated sleep-in days in Eddie's trailer. Wayne had no problem with that, he worked nights, and your boyfriend tried to keep (at least) the bed free of things so he could make a space for you to sleep. Sometimes he would play you a song on his acoustic guitar or he would read to you until you fell asleep, other times you were the one who brushed his curls and that was enough for him to fall like a log on the mattress. You'd obviously been on that mattress many times before, doing things that couldn't be brought up on a familiar schedule, but these times felt like something else; it was more intimate, quieter. Of course sex was great and it was partly what had started your relationship, however, now it was no longer the central point of every encounter. Sometimes it was nice just talking nonsense or lying next to each other.
"Do you think I should move those posters over there?" Eddie asked suddenly. He was lying with his head hanging upside down on the edge of the bed, wearing square-patterned pajamas that were one of your personal favorites, and he was staring at the wall. He liked to redecorate the place from time to time, he said it worked to get ideas and creativity flowing. Most of the time that so-called order was a complete disaster, but for him, it seemed to work perfectly. "I think they would look good where the band blanket is”
"Sure" you exclaimed, keeping your eyes closed and your head leaning against the wall where the head of the bed is supposed to go. You felt movement on the other side of the mattress and when you were about to open your eyes to see what had happened, some lips crashed against yours; soft and meaty.
"Don't ignore me," he complained, pouting and an angry scowl.
"I didn’t do it"
"I don't know why, but I don't believe you" he snorted "If you don't love me anymore you can tell me and that's it"
"Ed!" you laughed, reaching out your arms to draw him to you and kissing his face. Eddie's skin always felt soft, but this time you could notice a stubble on his chin that disturbed your caressing path. Also, his fluffy hair wasn’t making your job easier.
"I think I'll go take a quick shower before I go to sleep" he murmured, after a couple of kisses, to which you nodded your head. He got up and took a couple of steps, but for some reason he stopped to look at you for a couple of seconds "It's a good time for you to say you want to come with me"
"I took a shower before I came"
"You can pretend you need it" he insisted, making you laugh, and after a couple more offers you agreed to accompany him. It was a good opportunity for a quickie and if you were already tired before, after that you fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow.
Being summer it was difficult for you to sleep cuddling or the heat would be unbearable, but after a couple of hours you were close enough to him to hear a moan. This woke you up and you instinctively looked at Eddie's alarm clock with glowing numbers on his nightstand: 4:25 a.m. When you turned your head, you noticed that he wasn’t only complaining, but that his head was making soft and involuntary movements, a sign that he was surely having a nightmare.
"Eddie" you started to say, placing one of your outstretched palms on his chest "Ed..." you insisted, now moving him slowly in the hope of waking him up, until your words and actions achieved the goal. He got up panting and looking around for something, which he seemed to find when your eyes met his.
"Hello" was all he said, in a whisper of relief, before slumping back against your body to hug you. His skin was somewhat sweaty and he was still breathing hard.
"You are well?" you asked, running a hand through his curls and letting him hold onto you tightly. Eddie wasn’t a person with recurring nightmares, he almost always snored like a tractor and slept like a baby, so it was cause for concern.
"Mhm," he hummed as best he could, trying to bury his head in the crook of your neck for the sense of security he needed "Yeah, it was just... a bad dream”
"Calm down, nothing's wrong" you exclaimed to reassure him, continuing to run a hand up and down his back. You didn't want to talk, or ask him anything, you just waited for his breathing to slow down under your kind caresses and your soft kisses on the cheeks.
When he finally decided to speak, he did so in whispers, without letting go of your embrace. It turns out that planning the D&D campaigns had affected his mind a bit and somehow the nightmares had ended up going there.
He began to tell you about Vecna, a powerful magician who looked like a stuffed corpse without his left hand and eye, and his story about him. He also began to tell you about Kas the bloody-handed, the traitor, and the army of vampires he had. You were listening carefully to the story and then Eddie explained to you that he dreamed of himself being devoured by these demobats, ending up controlled by Vecna and completely possessed by evil. He told you that he dreamed that he hurt all his friends; the whole Hellfire club, Steve, Max, Robin, your brothers, and you. That was what had woken him up, the mere thought that he had hurt you in some way.
"It's stupid, I'm sorry" he muttered sadly when he was finally calm.
"It's not stupid, Ed. It was a nightmare, dreams are sometimes like that" you said kindly, with an understanding smile. You separated his face from yours to give him a kiss, which greatly reassured the boy, while he planted his warm hands on your cheeks "No vampire will come to attack you"
"I was the vampire, didn't you pay attention to the story?" he told you, a little more animated, and you giggled in the middle of the darkness "We just... it's idiocy, we have to go back to sleep"
"But…"
"We have to sleep" he repeated, pulling you roughly until the two of you were lying on the bed, and you let out a surprised cry that then turned into laughter.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I feel better now. They say that when you tell your nightmares it means they won't come true”
"Oh, sure, because Vecna would come for us if you don't," you said sarcastically. The boy ignored your taunt and his legs tangled with yours, while he buried his face in your boobs.
"They will protect me," they say, and you laughed, resting your head on his curls and closing your eyes to try to sleep. There was an inexplicable peace being in that position and again it didn't take long for you to slip into unconsciousness.
Fortunately this time neither of us had nightmares and the next morning was very pleasant, Eddie took charge of preparing something for breakfast and after eating it he took you home.
Nobody greeted you so you assumed they were still asleep, so you walked to the room to take all your things out of your backpack and put them away, but you didn't even start to do so when someone came and knocked on the door. It was Will.
"Hello"
"Hi" you answered with a smile. He walked inside and you didn't pay much attention, just dumped the contents of your backpack onto the bed. As soon as your eyes caught a box of condoms that you didn't remember was lying around, you quickly hid it, until your brother spoke again.
"Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Mhm," you hummed, while you folded your pajamas and arranged your toiletries on one of the bureaus "What is it?"
"Has Eddie ever given you anything?" he said. That had taken you by surprise because it wasn’t the kind of question you were expecting.
"Like a gift?" you exclaimed, seeing him nod gently “Uh… he bought me a bandana once to tie my hair up or something. But that was before I was his girlfriend” you explained to your brother, who seemed satisfied with the answer “Why do you ask?”
"Do you promise you won't make fun?"
"It depends"
"Promise"
"Well, well. I promise. Tell me now"
"I… I want to buy someone something" your eyes widened at the shy response and almost a second later your brow furrowed.
"Do you like a girl?"
"You said you weren't going to tease"
“I'm not teasing” you clarified “It's just… you're talking about a girl, right?”
"What can I buy?" he insisted, monumentally ignoring your question. You wanted to bother him a little, but you promised not to, and you knew he would be very angry with you if you broke that promise.
You asked yourself what the hell a girl your brother's age might like and at the same time formulated possible candidates. It couldn't be Eleven, obviously, which left only Max. But she couldn't be either, you didn't think she was Will's type and Lucas was also in the task of winning her back. Most likely, she was a girl you didn't know and that he had met during these weeks in Hawkins. But who was she?
"How about some jewelry?" he said at some point, interrupting your thoughts "Those things look good, don't they?"
"Maybe a bracelet" you supported the idea "It's cute, small, and can always be worn"
"Yes, I think so"
“What is her name?” you asked, knowing that he probably wouldn't tell you anything. And indeed, he refused “Come on, don't be mean. At least tell me what she's like"
Will hesitated to answer, his expression had given him away, but still, he told you a couple of characteristics; golden hair and little curly, chubby cheeks, pretty eyes, very talkative… What the hell were you supposed to do with those poor pieces of information?
"Thanks for helping me" he murmured then, leaving no room for any more questions. You didn't want to harass him, but curiosity was eating at you.
"You should invite her over one day," you exclaimed vaguely. You tried to make it not sound like an order, but more like a suggestion "Hey, I want to ask you something too”
"Yeah?" he answered, from the door frame.
"Do you think Eddie likes flowers?" Asked. It was a bit of a tension breaker, but there was also sincerity.
"I think so, he seems"
“Cool”
“Cool” you imitated him and then he walked out the door.
Time passed quickly until it was Tuesday, again, and Corroded Coffin was present at the bar as they had been doing every week for a long time now.
Eddie was wearing a sleeveless shirt, with the band's logo printed by himself, which showed all the ink on his arms, shiny thanks to a light sweat, and red leather pants. He gave a flirtatious wave once he walked offstage, practically putting his entire body on the counter to reach up and kiss you, but in the process his hand brushed against something that caught his attention:
“Who gave you flowers?” he asked you, changing the affectionate tone with which he had spoken to you a moment ago for a jealous and angry one.
You looked at the bouquet next to you; three red roses full of small white flowers around it, covered with plastic and wrapped in a black bow.
Eddie's dismay only grew when you took it and held it out to him with one hand.
"They're for you"
"What?"
"I bought you flowers” he glanced at the flower arrangement and then at you, only to change his jealousy to a violent blush. Eddie was even quiet for a moment as if he was waiting for you to confess that it was a joke.
"Why?"
"Because I like you" you explained, as if it weren't an obvious thing "Come on, take them"
The boy took what you offered and looked at them for a second, analyzing them as if they were a very rare specimen.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you?" was all he said. It was obvious that you had taken him by surprise, but what gave you the most joy was the blush that you had managed to cause him and the shy smile that he had put on "I didn't buy you anything"
"You don't have to do it" you exclaimed trying not to worry him "I just wanted to do something nice for you"
"Thank you" Eddie reached out again to kiss you, this time softer and more deeply, until some whistles interrupted you.
It was the entire band, who were already cracking dirty jokes towards you, and they took their seats on the benches in front of the counter.
"Just because you guys don't have a girlfriend like mine doesn't mean I have to hold back," Eddie snorted. He loved to brag, and your good looks served him well enough to do so. But it wasn't just about beauty, he was proud to have someone who cares about him, thoughtful and kind above all things.
You watched as everyone shared knowing glances and now it was Garreth's turn to embarrass himself since apparently he was on his way to getting a girl. Or… something like that.
"Do you want something to drink?"
"No, mi cielo," he responded gently. It wasn't the first time that he called you nicknames in another language and you had started to get used to it, but just when you were about to answer something, you saw the object that left you in shock.
Garreth, who looked quite happy at the moment, was wearing a piece of silver on his left wrist. It was a simple chain that could go unnoticed by everyone, but not by you.
It turns out that that morning, you had accidentally come across a red box in your house that seemed too pretty to be there. You weren't a gossip, but your curiosity was too much and you opened it thinking it was an engagement ring that Hopper had strategically left behind, only to find yourself with a silver chain. You didn't imagine who it might belong to until you remembered your conversation with Will and realized that this was the gift he was going to give to the girl he liked. It was rather rough in your opinion, but not knowing the tastes of your brother's crush, you trusted that he was doing the right thing. You never imagined that that piece of jewelry would end up in the hands of your boyfriend's best friend, and you didn't have to be too smart to put the pieces together.
Golden hair and little curly, plump cheeks, pretty eyes, very talkative. Oh, shit.
"Are you alright, Y/N?" Jeff asked you suddenly. Your gaze was lost and your face as pale as possible "It seems you saw a ghost"
"I'm fine" you lied "My stomach hurts a little, that's all"
"Really?" Eddie asked, with a concerned expression.
“Mhm. It's… girly things” you answered in a whisper and it took a second for your boyfriend to widen his eyes as he nodded. You would know that under that excuse no one would dare to inquire into the subject.
You didn't say anything else for the rest of the shift, just short responses to Eddie assuring him you felt fine and smiles at the rest of the group. You didn't want to make false assumptions, but no matter how hard you tried to find another explanation or a radical twist in the evidence, you always came to the same conclusion. That your little brother was… that he was…
That he was in love, but not with the person you had imagined. That gift was never for a girl, it was for a boy.
“I'll take you home,” Eddie offered, hugging you gently from the side, still noticing how distracted you were. You hadn't even realized at what point they had loaded the things in the van and you had closed the bar.
"Hmm, yeah" you replied, blinking a few times to snap back to reality. The three guys were talking by Jeff's car, a space away from your boyfriend's vehicle. As you passed, Eddie waved and you followed suit, making sure to look back at Garreth’s waving arm and make sure your eyes weren't deceiving you.
The way to your house was silent, with your boyfriend's hand planted firmly on your thigh while he gave you gentle caresses. He had asked you countless times if he could do anything for you, if you wanted help or if you had 'those things you needed'. Despite everything, you couldn't help noticing his disposition and you thanked him with a tender kiss on the cheek.
When you arrived, you went straight to bed and your thoughts overflowed without any control, making you think of something that could be your reality. You suddenly thought of all those signs in Will that you had ignored until now or that simply hadn't mattered; his clothes, his way of talking, his personality, his apparent terror for the girls in high school, the sensitivity in him.
Suddenly even Mike came to mind. Were you reading things wrong? Is that why Will cried so much when his best friend was cruel to him? Is that why he always forgave any failure of the black-haired man? His blood boiled at the mere thought of the pain he had been feeling all this time. The pain he had been feeling alone.
Any selfish feelings were eliminated when you understood the big picture of the situation. It wasn't about whether you wanted nephews one day, or whether you dreamed of seeing Will in a formal suit and a girl in white waiting for him at the altar, and even if you were excited because he had finally asked you for some love advice; to you, his older sister who is supposed to know the taste of women.
You understood that it wasn’t about you, but about him.
And suddenly you felt tremendous fear. Fear for words, for actions, for scorn, fear of seeing him reduced to a simple label with which everyone would judge him. Fear of disease, fear of murder... just all the fear that could be felt by a loved one in that condition. Or situation, rather.
You went to sleep with a tangle of thoughts spinning around your head and a pain in your chest from worry, hoping that when you woke up, they would have completely disappeared. But they hadn't.
The matter disturbed your calm for what were days, something that didn’t go unnoticed by your family, friends, and boyfriend, but still you didn’t speak to anyone about it. It wasn't your place and you weren't even sure Will really felt that way, so what you decided to do was watch. You noticed the secret calls your brother made, the dinner outings, walks, and campaign planning that he had, and Will's attendance at band rehearsals that you noticed thanks to Eddie; it was all by the same person.
"What's wrong with you lately?" Jonathan had asked you once. Just as you were worried about Will, he was worried about you.
"I have nothing" you lied. But with him that nonsense would not work and you knew it perfectly.
“You know it's not like that and I know it. Did something happen with Eddie?"
"Eddie?" you asked confused, not thinking about how this might relate to him. But being logical, it was too valid an assumption “No, no. He's great, we're good."
"Then?" your brother said. You were silent, with a lump in your throat and that burning in the back of your head that could only be due to stress, until you decided that it would be best to tell him what was happening. You knew that he was the most suitable person. He wouldn't judge Will and, after all, he was also his brother.
"I… I think I've known for a while" he suddenly exclaimed and your eyes almost popped out of your sockets.
“How…? He told you?"
"I just know, just like you know that now he was dating that guy" you two were silent for a moment, you with your eyes lowered on the floor and he evaluating your reaction.
"And what do I do?"
"You? Nothing" answered Jonathan, almost like a mockery "It is Will who will decide what to do, not you"
"Yes, but..."
"Y/N" the older one interrupted you "do you remember that time, when we were kids, you wanted to cut your bangs?" he started to say and you nodded, not knowing what that comment was coming from, “Mom told you no, but you insisted, I told you no, but you insisted. And then you found those scissors and you locked yourself in the bathroom to do it. When you came out you looked… you looked so ridiculous” a giggle escaped Jonathan's lips “And you were crying so much. Mom was working and I had to help you, I fixed it as I could and I made you hot chocolate so you would stop crying. You felt like the ugliest girl in the world for the first few days, but then we laughed so hard about it, do you remember?"
"It took a while to grow" you smiled, not realizing that a couple of tears had already escaped from your eyes.
“He will have to learn. And he's going to suffer, a lot, but all you and I can do is be there and love him, no matter what happens” by this point, the crying was uncontrollable, and you fell against your brother's chest to cry freely. They weren't tears of disappointment or anything like that: it was pure concern.
“I love you so much, Jonathan," you sobbed. You were aware of what your brother represented in your life, but you had never told him openly and you practically vomited everything you were grateful to him for at that moment, which ended with Jonathan crying as well.
And as if that weren't enough, Will walked in just a few minutes later, wearing the Hellfire shirt with another flannel shirt over it that had ripped sleeves (quite similar to a certain someone) and with a huge smile that faded as soon as he saw you.
"What happened?" he asked, lunging in your direction with obvious concern. You wondered if that was how your lives were, always worried about the other and hiding things so as not to hurt each other. But you didn't say anything, you just pulled him with one hand and joined the hug while you continued crying.
Eventually Will did too, with more intensity than both of you, and somehow all three of you knew why. That suspicion was only confirmed when he pulled away and said that he wanted to tell you something.
Joyce wasn't home, nor was Hopper, and maybe that gave your brother more courage to tell you out loud what he had been keeping for so many years. There was not a pout, not a claim, not even an expression of surprise.
“And that time you were talking to Eddie about it, I… I heard you and I thought…” he couldn't even finish the sentence, his sobs impeding it, but after a couple of tries he finished it, “I thought I could tell you. To you two”
"Does anyone else know?"
"Eleven" he replied. That did manage to surprise you, not because you thought she wouldn't support him but because of how Will had explained her situation without confusing her “And Dustin. But only them"
“I'm glad you told us,” Jonathan murmured, and you knew he meant it from the bottom of his heart. Will wiped away the tears with the back of his hand and you shook his hair.
“You should never feel ashamed of your feelings. This doesn’t change you at all, you will always be Will and that is what matters” you completed. You didn't know if they were the right words, but they were the best you could offer. "And whenever you need another love advice, you know where to turn," you joked. You weren't going to pressure him to tell you right there whether he liked Garreth or didn't like him, because the poor boy was doing too much by confessing something so difficult to him.
The subject didn't come up again and although Will felt completely strange for the first few days, you gradually got over it. After all, and as you said before, he was still himself.
Once again the weeks passed normally and when you least expected it half of the summer vacation was already gone. Work and household chores were taking up most of your time with the rest regularly going to Eddie. At first you wanted to tell her about Will, but something in you told you that it wasn't right and it wasn't your place; if he wanted to tell him, he was going to decide. Of course, your boyfriend didn't stop noticing your brother's attendance at practically all the band's rehearsals and somehow, he started to get jealous that the drummer could have an audience to root for him and he didn't. So, one fine day he invited you too.
"And what am I supposed to do?" you smiled. You were half naked on his mattress, while he traced messy patterns on the skin of your tummy.
“Just sitting there and looking pretty. It won't be hard at all,” he teased, brushing a kiss over your skin and crawling around so he could hug you.
You knew how much Eddie loved Corroded Coffin and if something was special to him then it would be special to you too, so on this idea you agreed to go during a rehearsal. All the members were nice, they offered you beer and you had a good time, but what moved you the most was seeing Eddie so happy with you around. You tried not to pay attention to the flirtatious glances your brother and Garreth gave each other, but it was almost impossible not to chuckle inwardly.
You decided to put your trust in him, because you had spoken to him a couple of times and, from everything Eddie had told you, he seemed to be a good person, a thought that was consolidated when you saw the way he spoke to Will and especially the huge smile your brother had when they were around. Still, if he harmed him, he would have to deal with basically your entire family and for his own good you hoped he wouldn't.
That day Eddie, after rehearsal, stole a few hours from you to take you for a ride in his van to practically nowhere. It was just him and you hanging around the road and talking about everything at the same time, giggling and making out with the pair of lovers that you were.
You never expected that summer would turn out like that or that it would bring the surprises that had come. If before it was only a probability, now it was totally certain that you would continue in Hawkins, and with a bit of luck you and Eddie would graduate so that you could go to a university, maybe together or maybe not, but a university at the end of the day.
Night fell and you were still walking, your boyfriend's hand planted firmly on your thigh, as he almost always did, and the music blaring out loud.
“When we get married, do you want a big house or a small house?”
“When we what?" you asked, nearly choking, fearing you had misheard.
"We are going to get married, aren't we?" he exclaimed as if it were a predetermined event. You frowned at him and he laughed "Well, imagine you don't totally hate the idea and would like to marry me, would we have a big house or a small one?"
"I don't hate the idea of marrying you"
"Big or small?" he insisted. You sighed and trying to hide a smile you answered 'small' "And do you want to have pets?"
“A dog maybe. To play with the children"
"Children?" now it was his turn to choke.
"You love having sex, in case you don't remember, that's where children come from"
"But there is also a blessed person who invented condoms," he said, with a tone of obviousness.
"So you don't want to have children?"
"We should really think about it"
“You are not going to give birth to them”
“But I'll have to feed them”
There was silence for a moment, where you only concentrated on the road and the lights.
"And the wedding?" you exclaimed “Do you want one of those huge weddings or something low-key?”
“Discreet and only in a civil way, with our families, a couple of friends. Something on the beach maybe" he replied and something told you that the boy had already danced around the idea before "And I'll get married with my sneakers on"
"No way"
“No sneakers, no deal”
"Fine, you keep the sneakers, but you will wear a nice suit or I’ll stand you up” you replied "And you are going to cut your hair"
"Then I don't want to marry you anymore," he huffed. A fit of laughter invaded both of you suddenly and when it ended you continued with the questions.
The night was spent talking about a wedding that hadn't happened yet, the kids you didn't have yet, your dream job, the decorations for the house, the retirement plan, and a couple of rocking chairs that Eddie would buy you two to sit in the living room to watch TV and sleep.
He managed to convince you to stay the night in your room and with him sleeping peacefully next to you, you thought that it wouldn't be so crazy to see all those dreams come true one day.
Who knows, only time would tell.
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tagged by @changingcore / 15 questions for 15 mutuals (oh fuck do i even have that many)
are you named after anyone? - birth name, nope. does it count if i got my chosen name from a fictional character??
when was the last time you cried? - this morning!! nothing 2 be concerned about i got woken up by the fire alarm (also nothing to be concerned about it just needs the battery replaced) and was so tired & upset i started crying, which happens. more often than i would like. hm. maybe i named myself after the wrong afton kid
do you have kids? - nope!! i do like interacting with them though but only like 3 max at a time JFJRJFNG
do you use sarcasm a lot? - irl yes, online only sparingly. & i make it very exaggerated not usually deadpanned or anything so people can Tell (which of course nobody needs except for Me but i digress)
what sports do you play/have played? - did soccer when i was a little kid (Hated It), was on a swim team for a while, and did marching band for the longest (which is my favorite and yes it counts as a sport and you cannot say it doesn't until you've been in marching band. cunt)
what's the first thing you notice about other people? - typically clothes and then hair! i have a relatively mild (but still pretty bad compared to ppl without it) case of face-blindness, and i CANNOT tell people apart by their faces at all unless they have smth like a bunch of facial piercings or a scar or smth Noticable so i tend to look at other things first.
eye colour? - ??? hazel-brown ??? no idea tbh but at least partially brown
scary movies or happy endings? - HAPPY ENDINGS. i am soso scared of scary movies i will gladly watch the little prince for the 60th time. Alternate Universe - Everybody Lives / Nobody Dies is one of my favorite tags on ao3.
any special talents? - ? What does this mean. i guess proofreading/editing?? i have always LOVED doing it and i just. naturally keep track of all the Language Rules and enjoy using them. the autism kicking in i suppose. and yes it does count as a special talent actually you would not BELIEVE how many candies i got in 5th grade from ppl bribing me to read over their essays.
where were you born? - arizona/usa. same town as my mom actually (despite her moving like 7 times in between her birth and mine)
what are your hobbies? - listen to music and pace around my room until i pass out. and painting, writing, drawing, various other arts n crafts, guitar, percussion when i have the chance (rn i only have a practice pad :|), and mobile games of heavily varying quality.
do you have any pets? - not atm but i used to have two cats (both still alive just in different household) that i still consider my little kitties :] i have 150+ pictures of them on my phone if you ever need cats i Got you
how tall are you? - 5'11" now!!! was hovering around 5'7"-8" for the longest time but i recently had a growth spurt and now im only the SECOND shortest in my family (out of six)
favourite subject in school? - by the material probably math! it is sometimes difficult for me to get a concept but once i do it's Easy. i also do have an advantage (parent has math degree and is good at explaining) but i try and make up for it by helping everyone else as much as i can jfjdndjf. by the Class def band/music class if that counts. both of my music teachers have been both very scary yet very nice to me and i loved their classes so so much and i extremely enjoy playing instruments with other people (when they behave)
dream job? - sorting pokemon cards in a comfortable chair as a day job with a 4 day workweek, being a freelance renowned fiction editor on my own time, with occasional music-related gigs (tutoring, repairing stuff, playing in concerts, etc). i give you no shit if i could do that for the rest of my life and get paid well enough to live on my own or with roommates i like, have a cat, and have enough time and energy to homecook a meal 3-4 nights a week i would be so happy. that's all i want in life. "oh you would get bored doing the same thing day in day out" no i wouldn't "how" autism.
tags: @irradiatedblood @schmope-is-dead @sapphireclaw @bmo-2143 @pokette @soldiertransgender @astral--horrorshow @catnerdenby @unrestrainedbalderdash @buggiboo @lunar-anomaly @altruisticmystik @syntacticerrortxt @catlokis-blog @rosesareredjaybirdsareblue . okay. okay i think that's 15. im pretty sure. jegus.
#chatter#tag game#as usual no pressure and lmk if you don't want to be tagged in things like this!!!#terrence. if u r seeing this. i am so sorry this took insanely long JGJFJJSKFMMGJT#i realize i did not have to do it but i DID .!!!!!!! it's been in my drafts forever ive been slowly chipping at it
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running thoughts about S3 E01 of The Mandalorian, "The Apostate"
jesus Christ of COURSE the Mandalorians have their child soldier investiture ceremonies RIGHT WHERE A FUCKING MOSASAUR CAN POP UP AND RUIN THINGS
oh my GOD you guys
simple FISH RADAR could've given you the early warning you needed to avoid this malarkey!
THIS IS WHY YOU'RE ALMOST EXTINCT
YES YOU'RE PERSECUTED BUT YOU'VE ALSO GOT NO SENSE
also okay wow
way to upstage Paz YET AGAIN Dindin
you slay the dragon when he can't AND you have A HOT NEW SPORTSCAR and you still have a CUTE BABY
also listen
THERE'S A SQUID IN THE WARP TUNNEL
or maybe it's one of those space whales that Ezra Bridger disappeared with?
ngl I was a little disappointed one of the street musicians on Nevarro wasn't Max Rebo
awwwww they put up a statue to droid Taika
Greef's clothes just keep getting bigger
"The belters are mining the asteroid fields at the edge of the system." Just like The Expanse! let us know how that works out for ya, you're already dressed a bit like Chrisjen Avasarala
absolutely no one is impressed by Grogu's weak sauce name
you know where else you could be apostate landed gentry? TATOOINE
WHERE YOU HAVE FRIENDS WHO LOVE YOU
I'm not saying Greef doesn't care about you but COME ON why move to a planet with one friend (since I don't expect we'll be seeing Cara again) when you could hang out with FOUR friends some of whom are VERY GOOD-LOOKING and talk with fun accents (Kiwi and Cowboy)
c'mon Greef they just wanna get drunk in a school
you know, for a pirate, you don't have a very good hat. Hondo Ohnaka's hat would take a shit on your hat.
GREEF HAS TWO LITTLE BRIDESMAID DROIDS CARRYING HIS CAPE
A GOLD STAR TO WHOSEVER IDEA THAT WAS
what do you mean you need him back
he EXPLODED in LAVA
what makes you think the brainy parts are even there?
I REALLY FEEL LIKE IG-11 WAS A LOT MORE BLOWN UP AT THE TIME THAN THIS MAKES IT LOOK
I mean always happy to have more Taika
assuming he still talks like Taika
maybe his voicebox is effed up
maybe now he sounds like Jemaine Clement
"now that's using your head" says Din
JESUS Din
oh okay it's the tiny cute mechanics from the sequels
HOW DID YOU CRAWL IN THERE
a new side quest begins
did Grogu want to cuddle the tiny mechanic or eat it
YOU KNOW WHO YOU COULD TAKE WITH YOU TO HELP YOU ON YOUR QUEST
COBB VANTH
JUST SAYING
I bet he's feeling a lot perkier by now! and would do basically anything for you if you bought him a drink and put your hand on his knee under the table
like you wouldn't even have to rub it
ohhhhhhhhhhhh he's starting to deliberately TEACH the baby
the pirate is suddenly talking MORE PIRATEY and saying things like Avast
I miss the Space Scotsman, remember him? "Tell that to Kanjiklub!"
CAPTAIN GREENBEARD
will not be appearing much in this episode, I suppose they're just introducing him so he can be a recurring and very moist foe
With Din talking to Grogu so much more, explaining things to him, do you think his little speech delay will start to come right?
say what you will about Bo-Katan Kryze, she certainly can strike a louche pose on a throne. She's no Darth Maul, mind you. Then again, who is? (blows a kiss towards hell for him)
If she's so depressed and all her plans are fucked, why is she still striking poses on thrones?
get a job Bo-Katan
you can always work private security
or be an aesthetician because given what we know about your age clearly you have SOME incredible skincare secret (and your hair always looks nice)
I mean... the planet was poisoned decades ago, that's why everyone was living under domes.
That felt pretty short, I have to say.
I like how you can see from the concept art over the end credits that both Bo-Katan's throne and her pose got fancier over time
#the mandalorian s3#spoilers#the mandalorian spoilers#the apostate#hey could we get shohreh aghdashloo do you think#on this show I mean#she's been in a star trek and the expanse if she was also in a star war that'd be quite a career trifecta#also I love her gravelly voice
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Ranking Precures based off their design and concept Part 2.
9. Heart Catch Precure
This is my favourite Precure season besides the original for the art style alone, despite putting it in the middle. I love the dresses and floral theme! The designs are so eye-catching although it does admittedly feel similar to Ojamajo Doremi.
There is the problem with Cure Sunshine being a trap character but not because she's willingly gender nonconforming. Feminizing GNC characters and framing nonconformity as a restriction when it's normally the other way around epitomizes traditional femininity as "natural" which is a harmful message for GNC girls and trans kids.
8. Star Twinkle Precure
I'm biased for an alien themed Precure because that's right up my alley! All the colours look so nice together and the outfits are playful and fun to look at. They could've done more to really embody their theme though, I wouldn't think of space just by looking. Especially when the alien precures just look like normal people with different ears.
7. Kira Kira Precure A La Mode
I love how much they committed to the idea and they went for two concepts here; pastry and animal! The actual outfits are so cute on their own but the pawed shoes and giant animals ears and tails are next level! It's probably Precure's funnest season in terms of theme. Zero subtlety and I love it.
6. Go! Princess Precure
It's a lot to look at but I just love the extravagance of it all! The hair is extra, the dresses are intricate, and they execute the princess theme so well! All the details just add to the luxury of it all but nothing actually feels out of place for me.
5. Yes! Precure 5 (Go Go)
Their hairstyles have so much personality and the butterfly theme helps make them distinct. Both outfit versions scream classic Precure which I love and the Go Go ones are a simple but noticeable upgrade. It's an understated yet perfect step into group precures without doing too little or too much!
4. Fresh Pretty Cure
I don't even know how to explain why I really love the appearance and style of Fresh Precure as it feels understated. It's just so cohesive to me, there's obviously a stylistic theme but the girls are still strongly distinct and character driven in their design. Their look feels original without relying on an obvious theme. It's hard to put my finger on but I just know that I love it!
3. Hug! Precure
My favourite in terms of design, only knocked back because of its concept. They just look so gorgeous, I especially love the makeup! Their colour pallets are soft and they're just mesmerizing to look at. It kind of throws me off because they end up looking older than their actual age but I think this is the prettiest Precure line up!
2. Witchy Precure
This is the most clever concept in Precure to me! I love the idea of having the same girls getting different magical girl outfits, it keeps it exciting! They also have very strong personalities that makes their individuality shine through their clothes while the witch aspect is never compromised. It just creates a lot of variety and cool ideas! All the outfits are stunning as well.
1. Pretty Cure
Feels like it should be a given the classic would get first place, they were the blueprint after all. Maybe it is nostalgia talking but the outfits are still top notch! It feels knightly with the shoulder and chest pieces reminding me of armour but the frills and bows add that touch of flare and femininity. Cure Black's outfit has an edge to it that I don't see from other precures and her outfit feels practical on top of stylish! Cure White's is more graceful that captures an elegance that hasn't been repeated since. They contrast each other perfectly! Shiny Luminous has a princess look that suits the theme, even though she does stick out to me. Nonetheless, they still slap and can't be any more respected!
#my bad if i missed any#pretty cure#precure#kira kira precure a la mode#heartcatch precure#heart catch precure#star twinkle precure#go princess precure#yes precure 5 gogo#fresh precure#witchy precure#hugtto precure#futari wa pretty cure
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A Secret Leak: Storyboards, Scripts, and Spirits.
There were pros and cons to working on 'the Joey Doodles Hobby' at her workplace; nobody suspected that the book and story boards inside the book were anything unusual or extraordinary, she could work in peace in a place that was comfortable and was easy for her to get information on the past workers in Joey Drew Studios. And the people who noticed her side-projects might have pointed out that a few story boards were a little dark for a family show while others didn't make sense, but Audrey was quick to explain away that they were just concepts put on paper, nothing too big or serious.
The cons? It was easy to mix up "Ink Studio" work with "Archgate Studio" work. While the information on Joey Drew Studios workers itself was easy to find, there was still very little surviving information on the people (aside from Joey himself) at Archgate so there wasn't a lot she could use for them. And while many dismissed what Audrey was doing as just a hobby, unfortunately, some people also got interested in said hobby.
"The little devil looks pretty good in that suit," Audrey froze like a deer in headlights when she heard the Art Director's voice behind her. "What special occasion is that for?"
"O-oh nothing!" she closed the sketchbook "I'm just practicing drawing pinstripe clothes and figured he'd look cute in them..."
"Fair enough, he'd look adorable in anything!" the Director chuckled. "But Audrey, there's something I want to talk to you about regarding other things you've drawn that I've been told about... the unsettling things that... bear a striking resemblance to what was found in the storyboards that were uncovered from Joey Drew's home."
"I guess I've found his concepts fascinating to think about." She shrugged. "They might be a lot gorier than what Bendy's known for, but it's not like it comes out of nowhere. Alice's temper can get the better of her, so her going too far isn't out of the realm of possibilities Bendy might be a timid demon who only pulls small pranks in the show, but he's still a demon at the end of the day, he can be capable of a lot more than what meets the eye."
The Director raised an eyebrow.
"I mean, obviously I don't recommend broadcasting this to the public, but taking his final works and expanding on them in private would've been something he liked to see..."
"...And it's in the same vein as Archgate Pictures itself being a labor of love made in his memory?"
"Yes! Exactly!"
"Fascinating, I'll go talk with Mr. Arch about that and see how he feels, who knows, maybe we can use one or two of those ideas in a Halloween special if we tone them down."
"He does love a good Halloween episode." Audrey nodded in agreement.
"And I'll go ask our animator Wilson to see if he can work his magic. He might not be the most talkative or social person, but he has a real knack for subtly uncanny features as well as detailed designs. They might not work the best with that sailor boy character he's trying to push, but maybe he can help with designing a one-off villain."
"Greeaaat..."
Audrey held onto a fake smile while cursing under her breath. She can't believe she forgot about Wilson! She was so caught up trying to handle the balancing acts of work, the Ink Studio, and trying to help Bendy adjust to the real world that the lying, creepy, son of a gun who sent her to the studio in the first place and wanted to murder her to bring his stupid sailor boy to life was just an afterthought!
How does she explain what happened to him without sounding like she completely lost her mind? That he was dead? That he died in the ink world and his body would most likely never be found? Worse yet, what if he didn't die? Or rather, he didn't stay dead..?
"Mind if I borrow your sketchbook?"
"Yes, I do mind, there's still a lot of stuff that hasn't been finished yet." She hid the book behind her back and took a small step back. "Maybe later."
"I see, well I hope we get to talk about this more often. There's some interesting ideas in there."
"Only time can tell. Now if you excuse me, I really need to... ...go grab some lunch! I was planning on meeting someone for it and I really can't miss it."
"...It's five o'clock."
"Better late than never!" She chuckled while heading for the door. "It's a... very long lunch."
Not caring whether the Art Director believed her or not anymore, she went to clock out. Breathing a sigh of relief when she was alone yet taking a glance behind her just in case she wasn't being followed.
"Audrey...."
She flinched and her blood ran cold when she heard him. Turning back to the machine to check out quicker, she was mentally making a plan on what to do; She was no stranger to ghosts in the studio, but they were pretty much harmless for the most part, only scaring people if they bugged them. But Wilson? Wilson was a different case. Oh the stupid machine! Why won't it work?!
"Auuuudreeeeey...."
He wasn't an unlucky lingering specter who stuck around because he had nowhere else to go, he wanted her soul, that was the last thing he wanted in life. It wasn't too far of a stretch to assume that in the afterlife, he'd want her dead. She didn't know how close he was to her right now, what he was capable of as a member of the undead who had been fused with magic ink, or even what he looked like now... Yes! Finally, the damn thing let her clock out! Now she can leave-
"Auuuuuuuuuudreeeeeeeeeey...."
The voice was right behind her now! She could practically feel his breath on her ears!
She felt an ice-cold, four fingered hand on her shoulder and smacked it off while turning to face what Wilson had become-
-Which was a cartoon version of himself but with a halo over his head, most likely to indicate that he is in fact dead as he is the LAST PERSON who deserved to go to heaven. His missing eye wasn't even ominous, it looked more like somebody forgot to draw it on him. He wasn't even an uncanny mesh of human and toonish features like his Wilson-esc form was.
That was... a *lot* less intimidating than she expected. She would've burst out loud laughing if she didn't know what he was capable of. Her mental image of what he was turned into was that of a mangled corpse with globs of ink instead of guts or blood.
"Okay then." She stated without a hint of fear in her voice. "I'm just gonna go now. I have errands to run, see you on Monday unless others can see you like that."
The cartoon man's expression soured as he watched her go from scared to an unreadable (yet obviously not scared expression) just carrying on like nothing happened.
"...My dear, you do realize that I am going to kill you, right?"
"No, you're going to try to kill me." Audrey corrected while heading to her desk to get her stuff, not caring if Wilson followed her or not. "There's a big difference."
"And what makes you so sure I won't succeed...?"
"Past experience, you don't have your Keepers, the Ink Machine's nowhere in the studio..." she listed off. "And Bendy-"
"Wait! What did you say about the Ink Machine?!"
"According to Nathan, it was taken in by the GENT company for repairs."
"...And did he get a deadline for when he'd get it back?"
"Not to my knowledge."
"That stupid old man..." Wilson shook his head as he cursed under his breath. "Doesn't he know any better?!"
"If he knows what it can do, then he wouldn't want it to break when he doesn't know how to fix it. And if he doesn't know what it can do, then it's still important to him and he wants it maintained." She shrugged as she double checked her bag. "If something you put in a museum broke, where would you send it if you wanted to get it fixed?"
The toon opened his mouth to retort but shut it as he couldn't think of a proper comeback.
"Now if you excuse me, I have a train to catch..." Audrey took her bag and left the office, leaving the toon man to stew in his bitterness.
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Purple wins?
So- as it is now it looks like purple is the color we will be going for as the reader’s signature color!
I’m waiting till friday next week (27th) to say it’s decided, but in the mean time I decided I wanted to draft up some ideas for the outfits just for the fun of it- so I wanted to share!
Below the lower bit is some info on how i went about this if you’re interested- but im looking to make 3 or 4 formal outfits, and 3 or 4 more casual outfits. the ones above are in the more formal catagory. The one on the far right um... pushes things a bit (lol) but without the gold chainwork its a bit less.... kinky. curious houw yall feel!
So, there are a million lovely gowns out there that can be found on Pinterest etc, but I wanted something bespoke for us! Something that would fit naturally in with the MCU vision of Asgard (as much as I can manage lol).
So I started off by going through the films, and whatever concept art i could get my hands on so i could collect some ideas on how Asgardian’s dress
And yes, I did sit in front of my screen and take manual pictures of outfits in the movies-because you cant screenshot disney+, your shot just turns out black...
From what I found, it all seems like a mesh of Grecoroman/Asian/Bondage inspired clothing, with a little bit of celtic and norse influence here and there.
It was also helpful that ragnarock had some concept art for loki that included a purple color scheme, so I could pull from that a bit.
Then i ran through and grabbed some ref of concept art i liked and felt fit the world, or that had little elements i wanted to incorperate into the outfits.
Note that the entire upper lefthand corner is just things from Nanihoo- i highly reccommend looking at her Loki/Sygin stuff, its amazing.
Once i had some solid refs, i grabbed some purple color palates and started in on making these!
On top of everything above, i also wanted to incorperate bits of Loki’s garments into them. He pretty consistantly has the woven leather motif, and gold accents- particularly ones in a sort of “v” shape. So im trying to keep those in as much as possible.
Again, curious to hear yalls thoughts!!!
<3
#UntilDust#just me fucking around with costumes#its like a better version of a doll creator#bc nobody can stop me from making bad choices
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What kind of outfits do you think Spinel would look best in? Do you think she could rock makeup? If so, what kind of makeup? Do you think she'd like makeup, or dressing up?
YES YES YES YES YES.
I've always loved the idea of Spinel with dark pink/red eyeshadow - it looks absolutely gorgeous on her. Also i have seen fanart of her with mascara, and her eyelashes are on fleek ☆ﾟ･:*:･｡★ I mean, canonically, her tattoos are supposed to represent running mascara because of her depression (the concept art book for the movie talks about it a little) but she would look amazing either way XDD
Also, speaking of the concept art book, Rebecca Sugar drew Spinel wearing overalls, poofy skirts and a vest!!! She just about looks good in anything XDD However, one of my favourite headcanons in the entirety of the SU fanbase is that Spinel would absolutely steal Steven's clothes and wear them - I've drawn her wearing his jacket and shirts MANY times ^^
I have drawn Spinel in dresses before, but let's face it - she looks absolutely gorgeous in a suit too. If she ever got the chance to dress up, I'm sure she would have loved to wear anything!!! I'm kinda picturing Spinel on Homeworld with Pink Pearl, Yellow Pearl and Blue Pearl having a fashion parade in Pink's room for fun ^^ Maybe the pebbles would help them make dresses and things!!!
I love this ask XDDD tell me in the comments what you think Spinel would wear!!!
(Also while we're on the topic of clothes... I don't know how many people know this, but I found this out when writing one of my Steven Universe fanfics a couple months back. Spinel wears pointed-toe jester shoes... right? Those things are called winklepickers. Maybe this is a common term and I'm just dumb, bUT ITS SO HILARIOUS TO ME -)
#im so cringe and im proud of it#not partners in crime#spinel steven universe#spinel#steven universe#ask#ask response
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Hiie! It's #SoulAnon here! I loved what you did with ny last request and I saw a lot of people getting excited with soulmates AUs and other people also making asks with soulmates so I thought, why not?
Sorry it took me so long to ask, I sort of lost my creativity these last days. But here it goes... Hope you like it 💕
So, basically in your left arm you have "tattooed" the first words your soulmate will say to you. And on your right arm, you have the last words you'll hear from them.
So what I was thinking was like maybe a Canon world where reader joins the scouts and she meets Levi, realizing that he's her soulmate, but he doesn't maybe bc the words are very common for him like "Captain?" Or smth... But he realizes when he hears her last words to him, maybe in a mission?
And I read that you don't like sad endings so reader doesn't die, she just loses her ability to hear.
Also feel free to change whatever you want, I'm just the idea anon 😊
HIIIII SOUL ANON! Yes <3 I love this one and I'm happy to do it!
@kenkopanda-art wonderful banner <3
Last words.
Pairing: Levi x Reader
Genre and tags: Canon world, soulmate AU, love, fluff, falling in love, angst, cute, happy ending.
Concept: You transfer from the garrison regiment to scouts due to your ideas and work. You go over with a few others and meet Levi, who you find out is your soulmate. You don't tell Levi because you don't think it'd work between you and him due to who he is. One day before a fight, you get hurt and lose your hearing meaning Levi's last words to you are on your arm and yours are on Levi's. Levi hunts you down and finds you. He saves your life and nurses you back to health.
You hurried along to the first meeting. You were a little late, mainly because you were gathering a report for Erwin. You smiled at the commander and handed your papers over. "Sorry I'm late."
Erwin raised his brow as he took the report from you. "That's a lot."
You grinned. "It's very in-depth and I have coded it too."
"Thank you."
You pointed over to Levi. "I better go meet the Captain."
Erwin smiled. "You are a value to the scouts. Thank you for this."
You saluted before running over to Levi. "Captain!"
Levi looked over at you and blushed a little. "Messy brat."
You blushed and laughed. You fixed your hair a bit and clothes. "Sorry, I was in a rush."
He hummed. "You're the one who does the fancy reports, right?"
You nodded. "That's me."
"Welcome aboard. Try not to be a hero, okay?"
You saluted him. "Got it! I won't let myself down."
He frowned a little at your words, then watched you run off. He walked over to Erwin flicking through your report. "That was weird."
Erwin lifted his head. "What was?"
"She said I won't let myself down. Most people tell me they won't let me down. It's strange."
Erwin smiled. "She's not like the others. It's why I picked her up. She's got excellent observation skills."
Levi hummed. "Seems it."
"You should go retire for the day."
Levi sighed. "Sure, night." He wandered to his room and took off his things for the night. He paused when he saw on his left arm the word Captain. "Huh...I guess one of the new lot is my soulmate."
You undressed and saw on your left arm messy brat. You blushed when you realised that Levi was your soulmate, but then you came to realise that he was this amazing hero and you were nothing compared to him. You knew you couldn't stand at his side like most soulmates did, so you decided to hide Levi's words to you.
You dedicated yourself to your job. You gave everything you could to the scouts and researched anything Erwin asked for you to do. You tried to avoid Levi, but you kept bumping into him a lot. You two were just pulled together due to being soulmates. You even made Levi smile and laugh.
You'd sit in random places to avoid Levi, but he'd always find you and join you for a while. You sat on the edge of the roof and looked over at the scouts who were training. You sighed and noticed Levi walking around clearly looking. You blushed when he looked up at you for a moment and hurried inside.
You groaned a bit. "Damn it, I might have to run for it." You got up and hurried towards the exit. You were just about to rush out, but you bumped into Levi. "Ah!"
Levi stared at you. "Brat."
You smiled at him. "Captain."
He hummed. "Tch, Levi."
You cleared your throat. "Levi, right. I keep forgetting."
"Where are you going?"
You pointed. "Back inside. I've been up here long enough."
"Tea then?"
You nibbled your lip. "I uh...sure."
He walked with you downstairs to his office. "You know, you are a squad leader. You don't have to be so afraid of me. I see us as equal."
You sat down in his office. "I'm not like you, but I appreciate the thought."
He handed you a tea before sitting next to you and placing his arm around the back of the seat behind you. "Something on your mind?"
You pressed your left arm to your stomach. "No, everything is fine."
"I don't believe you, but I won't press you. You should talk when you want to."
You sipped your tea. "I have my soulmate's first words on my arm, but I don't think I deserve to be with him."
Levi hummed in thought. "Do you like him?"
You blushed a little. "Who wouldn't?" You laughed nervously. "That's the issue, he's popular and a lot of people like him. He has a lot of responsibilities as well. I'd just be getting in the way."
"You don't know what."
You smiled and downed the last of your tea. "I do." You stood up and smiled at Levi. "I best be off."
Levi stood up. "So soon?"
You turned to Levi. "Thank you for always being nice to me. We have an expedition soon, right? We're going to use those thunder spears. I hope it'll help us take back Shinigami when we get there."
"In time."
You waved to Levi. "Have a good night."
Levi let out a long sigh as you left. He got his things ready for the expedition tomorrow to test out the spears on the titans. He went to the meeting spot, rode his horse with the others and kept his eye on you. He wanted to say something to you, but you kept your distance.
Levi gritted his teeth and raced over to you before you had to go after a group of titans. "Oi?"
You paused a moment. "Levi?"
He flew over and landed on the roof and jogged over. "Be safe out there, okay?"
You smiled a little at him. "Of course, Levi."
"I mean it, be safe."
You hummed a laugh. "I'll be okay because I have you watching over me."
Levi smiled a little. "I'll always be here for you."
You waved to him and flew off. You weaved with the others and felt something on the skin of your right arm. You looked down to see Levi's words I'll always be here for you. You welled up knowing that this was the end and you never got the chance to tell Levi how you felt.
Levi frowned when he felt something on his arm. He shifted his jacket off and looked at his right arm to see I'll be okay because I have you watching over me. Levi glanced up and screamed your name. He ran and used his gear to fly across the buildings. He twisted in the roaring wind to see a titan bite down on someone carrying spears. He watched your body fly away from the explosion.
Levi screamed for you again as he flew closer. He caught you in mid-flight before a titan could grab you. He waved and moved until he was in the safe zone. He lay you down on the floor and checked your pulse to see you were alive. He let out a long sigh but noticed your ears were bleeding.
He held you close and carried you to his horse. He rushed back to the base and hurried you to the scout doctor. He lay you down on the bed and backed off as they started treating you. He sat down and watched the doctors work on you. He wished he could do something to help.
He looked up at the doctor as he got closer. "So?"
The doctor sighed. "It's highly likely she won't hear ever again."
"Right."
"She'll have to leave the scouts and need help to adjust to her new life."
Levi nodded and fought tears. "I'll take care of her."
As the hours went by, you finally woke up but heard nothing. You didn't hear ringing, or shouting, or screams, or birds singing. You sat up slowly and didn't hear your movement, but only felt it. You looked over at Levi and jumped at him getting close. You watched his lips moving, but you heard nothing.
Levi frowned a little when he saw you welling up. He cupped your face and smiled at you. He let go and showed you his arm. He smiled when you gasped and touched the words. He leaned closer and kissed you making you flinch a little. He pulled back and searched your eyes. You both smiled, then he kissed you again.
He pulled back and laughed a little. He held up his finger. "I'll be right back, okay?"
You watched his lips and figured out what he said. You nodded in reply and gripped the bedsheet. You waited for Levi to come back and smiled when he appeared again with two notebooks and two pens. You smiled when you accepted one from him.
You opened the book to see 'I love you and I want to be with you'
You looked up at Levi to see he was blushing. You nodded and wrote back. 'I love you too. I want to be with you, not because you're my soulmate but because I really do love you. I've fallen for you over the years. Are you sure you can still be with me and love me like this?'
Levi nodded and wrote. 'I will love you forever and always. I never knew you were my soulmate, so I fell in love with the woman before me. I want to be with you and I want to help you. We'll find a way.'
You nodded and held Levi's hand. You smiled when he lifted it up and kissed it sweetly.
Levi showed you his notebook as he wrote. 'You'll have to leave the scouts, but that's okay. I will look after you. I'll get you a home and we'll live in it together. We'll a family. What do you say?'
You threw yourself at Levi and hugged him tightly. You pulled back and nodded excitedly as you cried a little. You were both going to get something you dreamed of. You were both happy that the last words between the two of you were rather sweet to have on your arms.
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