WIP WEDNESDAY

Here is a little more of No Laughing Matter, the Wisdom Teeth AU that is posting this Saturday :)

Ellen knows what she is doing. Well, she does, except when it comes to this. Henry doesn’t want his wisdom teeth removed. He doesn’t want someone poking in his mouth and taking away his bones. It feels quite odd to say, but they are a part of him. They grew and developed and became his wisdom teeth, and he feels like he needs more wisdom these days, not less. It is too little, too late, though, as the two-hour long appointment has filled a perfectly punctual spot on his calendar for months and loomed over him like some kind of toothless grim reaper coming to collect. All he really wants this holiday season is to not say something he regrets while high on nitrous oxide. His previous experiences with laughing gas have been less than savory. He is a little more than loose lipped when it comes to the drug. He accidentally came out once; the other time he was sharing some stories from college that he would have much rather not ever seen the light of day. He dreads to think about what might come from laughing gas this time around.

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bingyuan sillies

JUST TRIED TO TYPE SHARP AND SWIFT AT THE SAME TIME.

I remember why I stopped reading this fic oh my god

Charles really said: cat lives matter! 🐈🐈‍⬛

He would never run over Jimmy and Sassy's brethren! 🥺

So I was skimming through MTMTE #43 as one does when they love Swerve and

Don’t mind me I am very extremely normal about this panel totally not screaming about of the size of humans directly compared to the size of Cybertronians I’m so normal guys

What if Roger and Rouge had their conversation about Roger’s plan for his death around the time they conceived Ace? Rouge left her home the morning after their last embrace and went to go live on Dawn Island. Roger thought it would be great, no one would expect her to live on the same island Garp came from. Maybe Rouge dyes her hair, maybe she cuts it short, maybe she does nothing. Sometime on Dawn she comes to the realization that she’s pregnant, and Garp ends up meeting her as Roger wishes him to protect her. “Her only sin was loving me,” Roger had said, “and is that really a sin at all?” Or something like that.

All this to say, what if Rouge had Ace around the time he was meant to be born? Ace is definitely the oldest brother to the ASL trio.

I wrote the dumbest, most self indulgent thing I could’ve ever written this morning.

Here is a little snippet of No Laughing Matter, a little something something dental hygienist wisdom teeth removal au that is coming out in early December

Ellen is leaning over him, her blonde hair pulled back in a perfectly coiffed updo. He had never managed to understand why exactly she was always dressed so impeccably in her scrubs as a dentist, but she seems almost presidential, even with the eyeglasses that have magnifying glasses sticking out of them making her look a little like some kind of bug. She only needs a quick look before she is snapping her gloves against her wrists pulling away, “Wisdom teeth come in and then they come out,” she says and then as an afterthought tack on, “just like you.”

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I’m lost…

It’s the not knowing, that gets him.

The not knowing what could’ve happened if Eddie Munson had made it out of that fight.

They’d barely known each other, spent a few days fighting monsters after a few months of barely acknowledging each other over the head of their mutual friend after a few years of avoiding each other in the high school hallways.

But those few days were something. It took him a while to realise that, or, to come to terms with the fact that it probably wasn’t all in his head, but they were.

He spends more time than is probably healthy thinking about what could’ve happened, even if he forces the thoughts to stay inside his head, where they can’t hurt Dustin any more than his death already did.

Would they have been friends? Linked together similarly to him and Robin? He could see it. Nights where the three of them curled up on his bed until the sun rose and they could breathe again. Evenings spent watching movies and getting high and talking until their voices gave out.

Would they have been more? There was tension, he knows tension. Could write a whole book on signals and looks and the shifts in tone. Even if he was just trying to deal with the situation he’d ended up in, and he’d been the only age-appropriate guy around, that still left a foot in the door. They could’ve cracked it open some more, taken a step inside. Could’ve learned each other. Could’ve slotted next to one another like puzzle pieces, matching their scars up when they pressed together.

They could’ve just fallen back to routine. Eddie spending time with the kids when he wasn’t. Trading looks over Dustin’s head only a bit heavier after sharing the secrets of what lurked below.

Or Eddie could’ve been swept away by the government. Or hidden away with Hopper. Or arrested in the hospital. Or taken out by the mob. Or or or or.

Not every scenario was nice, but they ran through his head anyway.

Because, the fact was he would never know. Would never get the choice to learn, to see. To either grow with him or grow separately or grow apart.

There was a whole future, full of whatever life he was supposed to have, just gone. Stomped out and leaving blood stains on the ground of the Upside Down. Leaving Dustin broken open and a name no one would let them clear and a skittish look to anyone who dared to be different, in case they were blamed for the next Hawkins tragedy.

Any of those possibilities or a million other ones he couldn’t think of, left empty and dissatisfied. Because he just couldn’t know.

I have loved all the comments I’ve gotten on my post season three fic (like you don’t even know how much I have reread all of those bad boys they give me oxygen), but by far one of the most gratifying ones I’ve gotten has been:

“you made that last episode seem so much more reasonable”

THAT WAS THE GOAL

reading my own fics makes me cringe so bad omg how did i write this and post it djsjjs

and like wdym ppl enjoyed this ?? yall cannot be fr like yr mocking me, right ??? bc i js reread my fics and theyre so bad what !#!#??#

im not even tryna be funny i genuinely cannot stand some of my fics 😭😭

doin' research for uh, reasons (that absolutely have nothing to do with March 10th and a certain soldier's birthday 😏) - anyone else want to chime with thoughts on this or do I just trust reddit 😂

damn y’all paid her dirt 

Ok so you've said you liked orange star and the VBS Daybreak frontline cover

So I was wondering on how you feel about Ichika and Anhane's night sky patrol of tomorrow cover. Um if it's alright could you talk about both night sky patrol of tomorrow covers? And what you liked/disliked about each please

oh my gosh i looooove night sky patrol of tomorrow it's such a special song. ik i say this about all of orangestar's music but it's not my fault he makes such good songs ok

i like both covers a lot! A Lot. ichika's cover blew my mind the first time i heard it like those high notes at the end? my god. beautiful!!!!!! god. she has suuuuch a pretty sparkly clear voice it makes me want to cry...

and anhane's cover is just!! it's lovely. an and kohane's voices go so well together... tbh i can't pinpoint anything i dislike about either cover! they're both really good in their own ways and like. they change the feel of the song to suit the characters while maintaining the overall integrity of the original? idk.

but on that note what i really like about both covers is that this song is very much an ichika song but it's also an anhane song (romantic or platonic anhane it works either way). i'm just picking out the verses that stand out to me the most based on which lens you're looking at the song through, but:

the loneliness ichika felt once her friendships with saki, shiho, and honami fell apart and how all her days began to blend together and she was stuck feeling like she was just drifting through life... i included the "i'm a boy who picks out his enemies to fight" lyric because ichika used to be scrappy, impulsive, and just generally a lot more extroverted when she was younger, but her friends drifting away had a real, permanent effect on her temperament. she felt so hopeless for so many years. she lost a lot of the natural courage she had once upon a time and became complacent - because it was easier.

and then there's anhane. an is terrified of losing kohane - more specifically of kohane shooting so far ahead of her as a singer that she will never be able to keep up and she'll be left behind. but kohane looks at an and sees someone she wants to stand by for the rest of her life. an is the one that gave her the courage to really come out of her shell for the first time; if it wasn't for her, kohane would still be the shy nondescript girl with no real hobbies or dreams for the future. she can only stand so tall because an's been supporting her. like, notice how they sing "if this is to end as a dream, at least let me change yesterday..." together, and then kohane sings "i won't say anything like that..." alone. she's never going to see an as someone who's holding her back because she's been the one to push her forward and open her eyes to everything she's capable of but an doesn't understand this because she's trying to hide her feelings and her fears like she did in bout for beside you and aAGNDKXKSlfkdgm&3

(also i like the "the moon sets, and the sun rises" lyric because the sun/moon dynamic is very much present in an and kohane's relationship. but an is the moon, and kohane is the sun - contrary to what you might automatically assume)

anyway i love both covers forever ok. ichika's solo is stunning and i love that the line distribution in anhane's cover actually reflects their relationship and the direction of their story. 🫶🏾.