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🔀 with Rockie!
oh...Evan Rachel Wood & co.'s cover of The Beatles' "Because" from Across the Universe. Which is just so perfectly, hauntingly yearning for Rockie that I'm gonna cry.
So I'm thinking like...second chance romance vibes? Right after Vecna Robin and Vickie try to give it a go, and it's good, for a while. They genuinely really love each other, and when things are good, they're great. But when they're bad...when Robin has a week where she can't make it through the night without sneaking out to curl up in bed with Steve. When they're in an elevator and all of a sudden Robin's having a panic attack, curled up in the corner, and can't explain why. When Robin's been on edge all day, and when Vickie says just the wrong thing and lashes out... It's not that Vickie needs to know all of the dark corners of Robin's mind. It's not that Vickie doesn't want to be there for her. But they're eighteen! It's Robin's first relationship, and only Vickie's second and neither of them know how to navigate the landscape of trauma together. So they talk about and they decide...right person, wrong time. There's lots of crying, but they go their separate ways, and for the rest of their life they carry that first love in their heart.
Vickie goes to college. She falls in love with a nice boy. And it's fine. It's good. But it's nothing like the way Robin lit her heart on fire and made all the colors of the world more vibrant. They get married. Have kids. And if at night Vickie sometimes finds herself staring out the window over her kitchen sink, staring at the moon and thinking about the girl she wasn't quite ready to love the way she needed? Well no one needs to know about that do they?
Robin and Steve get an apartment together in the city. Robin goes to school, and works part time with Steve at some retail establishment or another. It becomes clear pretty quickly that the responsibilities of school are just too much for her right now. She drops out after a year. Steve and Robin together have a kind of sluttily-self-destructive era where they go out clubbing most nights and each take home a different conquest each night (yes, both to their shared apartment, no, most of their respective partners are not Huge Fans of this). Eventually Nancy or someone stages an intervention and the two of them find some better coping mechanisms (they still sleep around a lot, but less in a "I'm trying to bury my feelings in sex" kind of way). Steve and Robin get married, and neither of them is really looking for anyone else outside the occasional casual fling, because all they really need is each other.
Until one day, decades later...Robin sees Vickie again. Maybe it's at a coffee shop, a glimpse of fiery red hair in the corner of her eye. Maybe it's on a park bench. Maybe it's even a Hawkins High reunion that Nancy somehow dragged her too. But Robin sees her, and it's like gravity has been restored to earth. It's not until that moment that it dawns on her that this is the thing she's both been running from and towards her whole life. Robin goes up to her, heart in her throat, taps her on the shoulder.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be better for you." The fear is gripping her chest tight.
Vickie spins around, freckled face flushed a bright red. There's a tan line on her ring finger, where it's been sitting empty for only a few days. She has to blink against the sun standing right in front of her, bearing into her eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't know how to love you," she says. "I never stopped, though."
send me a 🔀 and a pairing and I’ll shuffle my music and make an au based on the song that comes up
#i maybe drove myself a little insane writing this#unhealthy-coping-mechanism-slut-era stobin is my favorite underutilized trope#rockie#robin buckley#vickie stranger things#vickie#read writes#dani 💜
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for u
*gasps* for me????? Hehehehehe thank yewwww
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lui!! tempting me with a [redacted] folder and then hiding it away 😭
ANYWAY in the meantime i’m dying to know more about the jargyle summer challenge
i'll be so nice and give you the teeny tiny spoiler that [redacted] is a holiday event that i'm coming up with. but there wouldn't be much to share either since i haven't written anything for it yet ♡
the jargyle summer challenge!!! ugGHHH i love my boys so very dearly and i'm so hyped for this one
the fic follows argyle and jonathan through the events right after the end of s4. they all reunite with the rest of their friends, and they plan on how to defeat vecna, and they do it. that's not the focus, though, and the main point of the fic is what they do after that
after vecna is dead, and jonathan's family is safe, and argyle has no home to return to, what do they want? where do they want to go, to do what, how, with who? who they are as individuals, but also as friends, as family, as more? as they have an impromptu roadtrip (yeah i love those how'd you figure) they discover themselves and each other, what are their desires and their dreams and their wants and their needs and how they fit into each other's lives
remember this poll? it has something to do with it heh
also, i've shared this good snippet of it so for now i won't share more 😌
ask me about my WIPs!
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Jackie Jackie Jackie !!!! Happy !!! Birthday !!! 🫶🏼🎂💖💌✨ You're awesome hope you have the greatest of days mwuah
dani!!! thank you so much lovely 💜💜💜💜
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In the spring we will plant lemon trees.
daenerys i, a game of thrones, g.r.r.m. // gerrit van honthorst // sansa i, a storm of swords, g.r.r.m. // maria margaretha van os // sansa iv, a game of thrones, g.r.r.m. // child reading, pierre-auguste renoir // daenerys vi, a storm of swords, g.r.r.m. // two girls in a field. a summer’s day, michael ancher
for @jeyneofpoole 💛
#🍋💜#web weaving#asoiaf#a song of ice and fire#valyrianscrolls#dany stormborn#daenerys targaryen#sansa stark#daensa#dany x sansa
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also would take words about demi Eddie!
SO I was gonna just write out a little paragraph or two...and then I did the whole thing. Or an abridged version, at least. I may expand on this someday but for now, enjoy some demi!Eddie.
Eddie’s always known he’s different. Not just because he’s the town freak, or because his tastes tend to differ from almost everyone else’s, or even that he realizes he thinks boys can be just as pretty as girls, if not prettier. Sure, all of that makes him objectively different from the herd of followers that he he’s surround by in a small town like Hawkins.
It takes him a little longer to realize there’s another kind of different to add to his already overflowing plate, though.
Because sure, he can appreciate the way a cheerleader’s skirt swishes around her thighs, or the way the sweat glistens on the jockiest guys’ arms in gym class. And yeah, when he first sees Nancy Wheeler shooting at something with that fierce gleam in her eye, it’s objectively attractive… in a terrifying sort of way.
But Eddie’s very rarely ever wanted to do anything about it. Not until he gets to know someone first, at least. He needs that first spark to burrow deep, for feelings to take root and claw away at him until he can’t not have someone. Except every time Eddie gets to know a crush in any real way, it becomes abundantly clear that his feelings are unrequited, or it takes long enough to realize all he really feels is a platonic sort of love now, anyway.
Flirting is still fun, Eddie thinks. Getting to know new people, to make them blush or flutter their lashes while he learned about their little quirks and dreams and what made them tick? That lit him up like fireworks on the Fourth of July. But so rarely does any of it ever turn into anything deep enough to warrant desire. So few had ever ignited that something more in him—that undeniable gut feeling of want and need and oh god why aren’t we kissing right now?
The few times Eddie actually has managed to feel that way, to develop a deep enough connection to dig into his marrow and let the love and attraction and desire break free? Well, those haven’t turned out so well for him, historically.
He wants so badly to want. For someone to want him just as much. He wants sex to not be going through the motions, getting it over with just so he could say he had, to not feel weird or vaguely wrong every time he tries.
Eddie needs to not want to run.
Instead it’s always that initial rush of this person is so cool, and oh they’re also pretty, then maybe if I get to know them, they’ll finally be someone I can be with, be the person I want to rip my clothes off for.
And they never have been.
Until Steve.
Steve awakens something in Eddie that he genuinely didn’t think existed, a ferocious kind of hunger that is almost always awake and demanding. He needs to touch Steve, needs Steve to touch him and make him feel like the world is spinning off its axis with every heated glance.
He needs to kiss Steve, to slide their tongues together and roam his hands all over Steve’s chest and give Steve every kind of pleasure he’d ever dreamed of and then some.
Steve comes around and all of a sudden Eddie is consumed by fire.
The moans he pulls out of Steve with his mouth don’t just turn Eddie on, they twist his soul. Contort his heart in ways he knows can’t be healthy or normal, but when has Eddie ever wanted to be normal anyway? He’d rather sink deep into this feeling, so raw and intoxicating and utterly new for him that he doesn’t know how to deal with it besides to dive in headfirst. Because Eddie’s been in love before, but no one has ever loved him back. But Steve does, by some strange twist of fate.
And Steve’s love…it’s something so much more than he ever bargained for. It’s a soft sweater in the middle of a crisp fall afternoon, that first taste of your favorite home cooked meal after going without for a while. The way Steve loves is all-encompassing, wild and loyal and unwavering.
Eddie can’t get enough. He’s probably getting ahead of himself, probably letting those feelings he always imagined latch on to his senses and and run away with them, threatening never to let go. But he never wants to let go of Steve, anyway, so where’s the harm, really?
So maybe Eddie’s a little bit weird for how he loves, how he wants—but Steve takes the weird and cradles it, nourishes it and cherishes it as though he wouldn’t want Eddie any other way.
And he proves it every single day.
They're sprawled out in Eddie's bed one afternoon, all lazy strokes and soft kisses and passing the time just being together. Then Steve chuckles a little to himself before asking outright.
“Who are those for?” Steve asks, sly and knowing smile on his face as he nods towards the wall.
The handcuffs. Eddie can't even be bothered to blush, because he knows why Steve is asking.
The cuffs have hung there for ages, because Eddie has been prepared and waiting for this. He’s known he’s a freak for years, knows all the kinks that come with living in his funny little brain. He’s just been dreaming of the right person wandering into his life, for the stars to align enough for them to want to use them.
So without a trace of doubt in his voice, Eddie smiles back and says, “You, baby.”
#demisexual eddie munson#steddie#dani's drafts#read 💜#this isn't projecting on the blorbo /at all/ by the way#*side eye*
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Finished the Myths of the Realm I'm having very many emotions but especially abt Oschon being like "ok i was gonna die but my baby opo-opo :(((" King. Knows his priorities.
#endwalker spoilers#myths of the realm#final fantasy 14#final fantasy xiv#oschon#deryk ffxiv#myths of the realm spoilers#also tysm dani for playing the last raid with me 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜
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Um… duh of course she is, she’s my wife 🙄
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Can't believe it's been a year already since I started giffing again. Thank you to everyone who has been following me and liking/reblogging my stuff. It truly means a lot. 🖤💜
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Spent Xmas at a friend/coworkers place and FULLY enjoyed her hairless critters.
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I have hit some really amazing milestones this month, and I just wanted to give a huge thank you to everyone 💜 I am at a loss for words, honestly. Your support means so very much to me and I am forever grateful 💜
#i am so grateful for all of you!#I want to do a special event for this#but I'm not sure what yet#I will think of something#dani admins#thank you from the bottom of my heart 💜#milestone
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im surprised how unevenly split the votes are in the wip game so I request another stobin-bo-bobin snippet please!
(im sorry i can never remember their names ik its the one with the finament? filament? vaguely long word with f and that's all my brain needs to recognize it. if its any consolation i don't even call my own fic by its name zkgxgkxmgd)
firmament! (it means "heavens" / the cosmos).
I'm a little stuck on it right now, but I have gotten almost 2k down in the past couple days! I got a total of *slowly counts through inbox* 9 asks (@theheadlessphilosopher sent two over the course of both weeks!), so I'm gonna do *does math* 18-ish lines! And tagging @delta-piscium @steves-strapcollection @bifuriouswaterbender @spicysix @inairbinad and @starryeyedjanai!
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(below a cut for post brevity; also, cw for sleep paralysis)
What if it’s back? What if it never left? What if it has Steve? Because apparently possession was totally on the table in their lives.
“Steve? Steve! Can you hear me? You’ve gotta wake up.”
His eyes stutter open like he’s being dragged to wakefulness. Hazel eyes stare back at her; unadulterated panic glinting in them. The small whines and groans he’d been making shift into muffled humming, like someone trying to talk through a gag. Like he’s trying to say something, but can’t form his mouth into words.
Robin is seconds away from grabbing the phone off her nightstand and calling anyone and everyone who might be able to help—wishing she had a walkie instead to radio out an all-purpose Code Red—when the dam breaks, and Steve sucks in a giant gasp of air and jerks upright like he’s surfacing from underwater.
“Steve! Steve, are you okay? Are you there?” She’s gripping his shoulder so tight that her nails are biting into flesh, but she can’t loosen her hold on him because if she lets go, he’ll float away.
“Couldn’t—” he gasps out. “Couldn’t move.” He’s nearly hyperventilating; chest heaving as he sucks in big gulps of air like he’s just been drowning. “Tied up. Frozen. I can’t—.” He bites out each word like it hurts to speak. “Robs, I can’t—” He collapses into her chest with a sob.
#stobin#platonic stobin#also dani you're literally always allowed to blow up my notifs 💜#also i promise there will be softness and dancing in this fic#there will just also be trauma and angst#read writes#also lmao the vote share really turned around from when this ask was sent <3
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I LOVE YOU
DANI I LOVE YOU TOO
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ahhhhh love the spooky update!!! 👻🧡🖤
AAAAHHH THANK YOU!! gotta say, i'm loving it too 🧡💚
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have a great time at the show tonight!!
THANK YOU, DANI!! 🥺🥺🥰🥰💜💜 Sorry I didn't see this last night! The weather got scary so the show was delayed for a while. But then it cleared up and FOB played the whole set which was awesome!!! I'm sure you saw by now, but we got "Tell That Mick..." as our 8 Ball song!!!! 🥰
I have so many things I want to say but my brain is still just "PATRICKPATRICKPATRICKPEEEEEEETEPATRICK"
BECAUSE, PATRICK!!! DOING SEXY HIP THINGS!!!! And PxP being cute (MORE THAN AN HOOOOURRRR! 😭😭😭) I honestly don't know how I survived, but it was 10000% the best show of theirs that I've ever been to! 😭😭😭😭
#Fall Out Boy#replies#Dani#1833outboy#SMFT 2023#I WAS RIGHT ON THE BARRIER#RIGHT IN FRONT OF JOE MY BELOVED 💜#I've seen FOB like 12 times by now#but that was the closest I've ever been to them#and I'll never be over it#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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LILY-ROSE DEPP
Lily on her ig stories 😉
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