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xxkiller-muffinxx · 4 months

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You and me, Against the world

Floyd x reader (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

Summary: once saved, Floyd can't help but still feel uneasy about losing you. It doesn't help that he's been thrusted back into reality surrounded by trolls who he doesn't exactly know, nor does it help that a mysterious figure in a black cloak is looking for something in town. His anxiety is through the roof, until a familiar face reappears.

Words: 1393

Warnings: just some slight angst.

A/N: this could've been better, but I just got too excited to share this one with you guys. Thank you all so much for your feedback! You guys make writing enjoyable! So please, enjoy this part! I cant wait to see you in the next story. Stay golden, and enjoy.

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Floyd looked out on the world as he thought deeply about everything that happened, he was safe. His brothers saved him. He should be happy, but something is holding him back.

He was so lost in thought that he couldn't hear footsteps approaching behind him. He closes his eyes and looks up at the sky, ignoring the sounds of a troll sitting beside him. He took a deep breath, smelling the refreshing air of the outdoors.

“Hey Floyd,” Branch said, leaning forward to look him in the eyes. “Everything alright with you?” he said while putting a hand on his shoulder. Floyd’s eyes opened and he looked at Branch. His eyes tired, and his smile deeply saddened.

“Yeah, yeah I'm okay.” Floyd’s feet swung over one another criss crossing his legs to feel a little more secure.

Branch raises an eyebrow and elbows him, “Come on. You can tell me.”

Floyd looks forward and then down at his hands. “You probably don't remember them, but there was this person back during our Band days. They were so sweet, and kind. Gentle. So much so that…” He stopped, capturing his breath back into his throat before he continued,

“They got trapped in the diamond prison with me, but…they didn't make it.” He brought his knees up to his chin. Sniffling slightly as the moments played through his head again, your exhausted face. Your laughter, your pain. He was tired of thinking about you, but he couldn't help it.

Branch looks up to where Floyd was looking beforehand and grimaces. How the hell is he supposed to comfort something like that? What angle does he go with? Poppy is usually good with comforting but she's with her sister right now and-

“I'm sorry, I'm burdening you,” Floyd said, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment.

Branch shook his head. “No no, I just…I want to say you can get through something like that but… it's easier said than done. They would want you to enjoy your freedom.” He said, placing a hand on Floyd’s shoulder once more.

Floyd glanced at him and smiled sadly. He took another deep breath. “Yeah. They would, wouldn't they.” He takes a deep breath and stands up with Branch. The two head home shoulder to shoulder.

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About a month had passed, and news about Brozone had spread like wildfire. Pretty much everyone knew about their adventure and Floyd’s tragic mistreatment, but no one knew about yours. That upset him the most,

You died, in that room, you were thrown out of a window. However, he couldn't bring himself to be mad. He knew you wouldn't like the attention anyway. Even then, he didn't care if he was in Brozone or you were, you both deserve equal recognition for what happened.

He woke up and brushed his teeth, patting himself down. He did his hair quickly and then walked to the exit to go outside. The branch must've already left. Along with Clay and John Dory. When he got outside he let his eyes adjust and immediately walked into town.

The sun basically screamed into the ground which hurt Floyd’s eyes. He walked until he found his usual spot and sat down, watching the world go by. He still has to get used to people again. Especially used to trusting people again.

His eyes wandered until catching the sight of a cloaked figure. Which was new for most of Pop Village, they seemed to be looking for something Floyd, out of his nervousness, reached for the closest troll. “Uh, hey-” He mumbled, causing the troll to turn around. It was Guy Diamond. “Do you know who that is?”

Guy Diamond looked in the direction Floyd was pointing and simply shrugged. Saying maybe it's someone new and it wouldn't hurt to introduce themselves. He then walked off to do just that. Floyd watched from the sidelines as the Glitter Troll made himself known.

Floyd’s attention fell out of pure secondhand embarrassment. Standing up and walking off to go sit down elsewhere. He sat down and took a breather, for some reason he felt like a kid again. Right after a concert when everyone's trying to talk to him but he doesn't want to talk to anyone else. He'd only make time for one person, and that one person’s gone.

He sighed and leaned into his seat, then suddenly he heard a voice. He didn't dare turn around, he liked imagining it was you. “Hey…you okay there?” this voice was quiet, raspy, almost as if they lost their voice. Floyd felt a shudder of deja vu run down his spine.

“Yeah yeah. I’m okay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,”

“You’re not sure.”

“Okay fine.”

Floyd flinched when a hand grazed his shoulder, and another troll sat beside him. A part of him was confused while another was genuinely frustrated that this person sounded so much like you. There was silence before the other troll spoke again.

“Talk to me Floyd.” The troll said. That woke Floyd up fast.

His head shot up to meet the face of his Companion. So familiar and yet so new. Something about how you looked took him back. Post show stuff and all that. His first instinct was to reach out and touch the troll's cheek to see if they were real.

“That’s a weird way of talking-” you snorted. His hand pressing into your cheek and you simultaneously leaning into it. “Hey there.” You said, squeezing his hand on your cheek.

“What? How? How did you- I watched you- you're here!” Floyd asked, his thumb caressing your cheek. Then almost in an instant his arms wrapped around your neck in a tight hug. So cozy that you ralax into his arms.

You laughed quietly, inhaling his scent into your nose. “Well, it’s a long and troubling story, but let’s just stay like this for a while okay? I need it.” You mumble into his shoulder, and when Floyd nodded you both took a deep breath together and let it out slowly.

The waves of weight on their shoulders now a distant memory. They were together again, nothing else mattered. As long as they were together it was okay. That’d usually be the end, but there’s something they’re forgetting to do.

After about 2 hours of just holding one another, they finally pull away. Floyd has tears in his eyes and you've probably cried too many times to cry now. You’re very dehydrated. Floyd wipes his eyes and looks at your cloak.

He pulls on it to look at it some more. “You were the new troll in town? You were looking for something? Did you find it?” He asked, raising an eyebrow and smiled once your eyes made eye contact. “Did you meet Guy diamond?” he’d lightly chuckle.

“I was looking for you! And yeah he was really nice. He did introduce me to anyone he could, which is why I knew you were here. Because Branch was here. Speaking of which he was also looking for you and-“

Your words turned into ringing as Floyd stared into your eyes, you were real. Rambling the way you used to, your eyebrows furrowed as you kept remembering things. Your hands move every now and then to display your point. Then by the time you snapped out of it, Floyd’s face was super close to yours.

“Woah- you okay?” You wound up asking, your cheeks flushed to the nines. Floyd shook his head and leaned back.

“Sorry. I just uh- I just- I missed you.” He said, looking down. You pull his face back up to meet yours. He looks between your eyes then your lips, his cheeks matching yours. “Uh…can I…can I kiss you?” He asks nervously.

You’re taken off guard by this, then you look at his lips. You're on autopilot when your lips meet his. You hold eachother like that for a while then pull away. “Does that answer your question?” You smile slightly then hug him tight. “Thank you.”

Floyd’s eyes are wide and his cheeks are red. He hugs you back. Then in a fit of emotional breakthrough he mumbles “I love you.” He said with a smile, and then in response you say.

“I love you too.” You pull apart, pressing your forehead against his. “It’s you and me.”

“Against the world.”

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#fanfiction #floyd x reader #trolls #trolls band together #trolls fandom #trolls fanfic #trolls fanfiction #trolls floyd #trolls franchise #trolls x reader #dreamworks trolls #trolls 3 #floyd #trolls floyd x reader

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stealingyourbones · 2 years

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Danny Phantom meets Superman. More accurately I should say that Danny Fenton meets Clark Kent.

Let me make this clear cause people seem to forget this: superman is smart. Clark kent is a very intelligent guy. Hes an INVESTIGATIVE journalist. He works with Lois Lane whos a multiple Pultizer prize winner and you know damn well that Lois wouldn’t work with anyone that cant keep up with her in both wits and smarts. He’s good at his job and in some comics he gets Pulitzer Prizes from some of his articles as well. Dude is dumb but he’s smart if you get what I’m saying. High Int. Low Wis.

With that in mind, During an assignment by Perry White, Lois and Clark meet the Fentons in their Amnesty residence to get some quotes on an article that discusses “Everything we thought didn’t exist is now real. Superheroes, Aliens, even Vampires, so why do we not Believe in Ghosts?”

Clark Kent spots Danny and notices instantly that MANY things are wrong with this child. His shoulders are hunched in a way that is intentional and tensed. Like he doesn’t know if he should fight or flee. His eyes are darting around and constantly taking in their surroundings like he’s waiting for something to barge in. His heart is beating far slower than it should. The kid intentionally makes his chest rise and fall but he’s not breathing in any oxygen. All of those are concerning but they can happen in metas. The thing that isn’t normal is that Clark can’t hear any of Danny’s other organs working. Like the kid is a revitalized corpse and his body only thought to bring back half of its needed functions.

So Clark does some digging. He doesn’t want to tell any of the Justice League because this isn’t a Superman job, this is a job for Clark Kent. He gets some help from Oracle and with her word that she won’t say anything to batman, He agrees to update her regularly about the kids situation.

Oracle sends over some VERY concerning documents from an organization called “The Ghost Investigation Ward”. Oracle tells Clark that she’s working on tipping off the Bats and Birds so they can help dismantle the organization.

While sifting through the documents Clark comes across a profile of a “Danny Phantom”. As I said, Clark isn’t stupid. There is definitely a profile of Danny Fenton as well since he’s the son of two world renown ghost hunters. He puts the two and two together and uncovers just the horrible treatment that Phantom has been receiving from his parents, the government, and his peers. Clark is outraged and can’t just stand aside and let this kid suffer. So he makes another trip to the Fenton residence under the guise of needing another quote and sits Danny and Jazz down and tells him that he knows of the terrible lab safety, the immoral experiments his parents do on the regular, the neglect of the kids in pursuit of scientific discovery. He knows and he wants to help. Clark tells Danny and Jazz that there is an apartment available right nextdoor from his and that he can help them get to a safer location and apply for emancipation.

The Fenton kids are shocked at this guy and his immensely kind heart. Danny knows something is up though. Something is up with Clark Kent. He looks like all his life would be spent in the gym when he isn’t at work and yet Danny can’t find a thing on Clarks interest in working out. His baggy clothes somewhat cover up his muscles but his frame is far too wide to be hidden. Clarks heartbeat is slightly faster than the average persons. No human eyes could be that startlingly sky blue. And Danny knows that he has seen Clarks face somewhere but he cant put a pin on it.

The Fenton kids agree and they get brought to metropolis and the emancipation case is no problem with the evidence Clark managed to collect. The kids get the apartment next to Clarks and Clark helps them grow and get better mentally and situationally. Clark knows that in a way he’s trying to make up for his neglect on Connor but he still knows that helping these kids is the right decision.

After a month or so, Clark and the Fenton kids have a rhythm of meeting at each others apartments, getting doted over to make sure that the fentons are well fed and have everything they need and are getting settled into their new life.

Clark hasn’t told the league. Oracle keeps her promise to keep the Fentons out of Batman and the Justice League’s radar. Clark knows that he will have to tell them soon eventually. He knows that things like this wont last. He tries his best to keep these kids happy and support them how an actual caring parent should act.

A few months into the Fentons stay in Metropolis on a cool autumn afternoon, Danny is sitting on a beanbag chair reading a ratty old book that Clark lent him as Clark is typing away on his computer writing up an article for the Daily Planet when Danny looks over to Clark and says,

“I’m Phantom.”

Clark pauses typing and shoots a small smile towards danny, “I know.”

Danny nods in relieved acceptance as Clark straightens up from his hunced over position on his computer.

He pulls back his shirt collar slightly to show the blue suit and red cape. “I’m Superman.”

Danny looks at him and smiles, “I know.”

They both just sit and continue reading and writing with soft smiles on their faces. Comforted at the exchange and that it’s finally out there and eachother knew.

After a while Danny’s obsession gets to be too much. He tells Clark about it and that he has to find a way to sate his obsession of protecting and Clark accepts that it was only a matter of time and invites him to meet the League.

When Superman brings Danny to the Watchtower, saying that the rest of his fellow superheroes were shocked would be an understatement. The Man of Steel and this ghost kid are talking like a father and son.

To say that Batman was pissed that he wasn’t informed of this child is also an understatement. But there is also some amusement and respect under that frustration. Superman managed to keep this kid under wraps and didn’t even alert Batman. Superman smirking and saying under his breath to him “Looks like the World's Greatest Detective isn’t so great huh?” Makes Batman respect the man even more.

In the Watchtower, Danny meets up with Teen Titans/The Team/Whatever They’re Called Now, and meets Conner. Conner is understandably pissed and spiteful that Danny got to have Superman as a father figure.

Conner knows that Superman treating Danny this way is definitely a way of him trying to make up for the faults and breaks he had with his parental relationship with Conner. he agrees with himself that he shouldn’t hate Danny for having Superman as a Dad and the two get along like tinder and matches. Connor still has a grudge against Superman don’t get me wrong, just not as much as before.

Sometimes while the League is in battle, Superman likes to just look for Danny and watch him hold his own against world ending threats. Danny is now truly confident and it’s no longer a facade. He’s no longer hunching into himself to look smaller. He laughs more often now and seems to be genuinely happy. Superman fondly looks at his son as his kids eyes flicker with green fire as he says a shitty ice pun and freezes Metallo in his tracks with ghostly ice.

#dp x dc #prompt #writing prompt #who am I kidding this is basically an outline of a fic not a prompt #eh might as well put the tag there #Danny phantom #dc comics #Superman #Batman #I just want happy dad Clark Kent do you understand?#I want this static ass character of a man have the writers give him some character growth so I’ll do it my self the only way I know how #writing a concept for a fic crossover that would no way in hell happen in cannon #Lois Lane gets along super well with Jazz. they’re both super smart ladies and would make an unstoppable force against nature #I like to think Danny has similar unbreakable skin besides ghost weapons like Superman and Kryptonite #so imagine Clark Kent being really happy that he can finally hug someone with his full strength and not kill them #think on that one for a second

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glassartpeasants · 3 months

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Killer angst drabble cause why not

gn!reader

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You knew how much Kid meant to him. It was obvious from the start of the relationship. Anywhere Kid went, Killer was right behind him. They were best friends since childhood so who were you to try and split them apart? But that didn't mean that it didn't hurt.

There's been countless times where Killer has ditched you for Kid. He wouldn't even notify you that he wouldn't show up, he'd just stand you up. You tried to explain to Killer that it hurt your feelings and if he could at least let you know that he wouldn't show up. It lead to a huge fight. Words were said, tears were shed and it ended up with you two breaking up for a week or two.

You tried to ignore the heartbreak cause you didn't want to make the crew uncomfortable. Hell you even talked to some people about leaving the Kid Pirates. After all, Killer was the reason you joined. So now that you two weren't a thing anymore, there was no reason to be on the Victoria Punk. The tension was too thick for you.

Yet the moment you had gotten ready to pack your bags, Killer approached you. He promised he'd do better and that you did mean something to him. You believed him the first two months but then he slowly started going back to how it was. Which left you to where you are now, watching the stars with your bag in you lap as you sit on the railing.

"The city lights look inviting doesn't it? It's a pretty city and island. Maybe I can stay here until a ship shows up to take me home." Your heart burned at the thought of never hearing Killer's voice again. Even if you didn't want to admit it, a small part of you had been ready to leave since the huge fight. Knowing you'd always be in second, third, and fourth place for Killer. You'd never be his first priority, no matter what happens.

"Not even a competition, and you still won Eustass Kid." Whispering to yourself, your aware of the tears slowly falling down your face. A sad little laugh leaves your lips as you wipe the tears away.

"Your crying." Jumping from the sudden noise, you snap you head around and see your soon to be ex.

"Yeah. I guess I am." A seconds silence fell over the two if you.

"What's wrong?"

"Just settling on my final decision." Even without seeing his face, you knew he was puzzled.

"Which is?" Taking a deep breath, you respond.

"That I'm breaking up with you." Killer’s body tensed at your words. The glassy look in your eyes had him realizing that this wasn't a joke or prank.

"I'm sorry Killer, I knew that Kid was super important to you when we got together and I thought I could handle you spending almost all your time with Kid. Unfortunately I've realized that I cant." Your lips tremble as you try to gently smile.

"I don't want you to lose a friendship you've had since childhood just cause of me." You feel the Victoria Punk start to move away from the island.

"S-Shit (Y/N) I'm sorry. I know I've been ditching you and that I promised that I stopped and you have every right to be mad-"

"I'm not mad. At least not anymore."

"But you should be! You should be mad! I made you a promise and I broke it after saying I'd change. Why aren't you yelling at me?! Why aren't you mad that I lied to you?!"

"Because I love you." Killer could feel his heart beating fast as the weight of his actions finally hit him. He tried to speak yet nothing came out.

"And that's why I have to go. Life is about living and learning. And we simply learned that we weren't meant to be. But that's okay, you'll finally someone who works out better for you." You start to put on your bag to get ready to jump off the ship and onto the dock the Victoria Punk was moving away from. Killer grabs your hand and pulls himself closer to you.

"I don't want someone else, I want you. You and only you. Give me another chance please (Y/N)." Facing Killer and his mask, you press a kiss to where his lips would be. Tears flow down your face knowing that's the last kiss you'd ever give him.

"I better see your name in the newspaper often." Slipping tour hand away from his quickly, you whisper one last thing before jumping on the very last edge of the dock.

"Goodbye Massacre Soilder Killer. I love you." You land on the dock and watch the Victoria Punk sail past the dock. And you watch with a heavy heart as Killer starts running to the end of the ship to catch you while screaming to stop the ship.

He looked at you and screamed your name as he sailed farther and farther away, watching you wave him goodbye with tears in your eyes.

#one piece x reader #massacre soldier killer x reader #killer x reader

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alexglitches · 2 months

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Incorrect Quote Time (Lightning Round Edition)

~Twisted Wonderland~

Deuce: Hey, no, you stay out of this, this is between me and Ace! Yuu: So Ace knows about this? Deuce, walking away: No, this is between me and me!

~~~ Yuu: Sometimes I like to call people by the wrong name to show them I don’t care about them. Ace: That’s brilliant. Yuu: Thank you, Deuce.

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Deuce: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed. Yuu: Yuu: I'm gonna tell them. Ace: Don't you dare.

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Hyuu: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person. Hyuu: And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'

~~~ Coralia: You wanna see how hardcore I am? Coralia: *punches wall* Coralia: Coralia: Take me to the hospital.

~~~ Yui: You can de-escalate any situation by simply saying, 'Are we about to kiss?' Yui: Doesn't work for getting out of speeding tickets, by the way.

~~~ Yuu: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume? Malleus: *chugs entire bottle* Malleus: It’s perfume.

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Riddle: Oh, fiddlesticks. Yuu: Look, I understand this is a tense situation, but let's watch the fucking language.

~~~ Yuu: The results are in, I’m afraid you have updog… Yuno: What’s updog? Yuu: Yui! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

~~~ Coralia: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Yui is? Because Yui is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

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Hyuu: I would never say that my partner is a bitch and I don’t don’t like them. That’s not true… My partner is a bitch and I like them so much!

~~~ Hyuu: You have to apologize to them Idia. Idia: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

~~~ Idia: Date a girl who teleports around the room erratically when she gets anxious. Hyuu: Bitch, that's an enderman. Idia: Date an enderman, then.

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Vil: Relationships should be 50/50. Enderman cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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Malleus: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things. Ender Dragon: Hi, I’m ‘things’.

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Ender Dragon: This food is too hot... I cant eat it. Malleus: You’re very hot, and I still eat you. Everyone at the table: *silence* Enderman: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING! Yuu: One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!

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spookysteddie · 1 year

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Between The Bookshelves

18+ Minors DNI

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader (Slightly modern AU cause I just cant help myself)

Content Warnings: bullying, Eddie kinda threatens to punch Dustin, mutual pining, Eddie talks bad about himself, slight self loathing, a mention of vomit (no actual sickness), public displays of affection, kissing, kissing in public, implications of sex, swearing.

A/N: reupload due to a formatting error 🥰

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Everyone said being friends with Eddie Munson was social suicide. That talking to the “freak” would ruin a person image, and furthermore, their life.

It was quite ridiculous. Sure, Eddie did a good job of making fun of himself, therefore making it harder for anyone to realistically bully him. He took the story in his own hands, something you thought was sweet. And to be perfectly honest, you thought he was cute. Of course that was something you kept to yourself… sort of.

Eddie’s yelling is what pulls your attention that day at lunch, “THAT’S WHAT’S KILLING THE KIDS!” He lets some cheerleaders walk past him, smiling at them warmly. You cant help but laugh. Not at him, per say.

Your friends sneer, looking at him like hes not more than dirt on the bottom of their shoe, “he’s sincerely so annoying. If he didn’t fuck around, he might actually be cute.” Piper has a habit of hating anyone who is different from her. That wasn’t unusual.

But that also wasn’t how you rolled. Sure, you were friends, but it didn’t mean you condoned that behavior. “Piper, don’t talk like that. You just don’t like him cause he’s different and loud.” Now its your turn to roll your eyes at her.

“Why are you sticking up for him? Do you see the way he acts? He’s just as much of a bully as the basketball players are.” Jason mutters from beside you. It was frustrating talking to people who couldn’t accept that someone is different from them.

So, you get up, tossing the rest of your uneaten lunch in the trash and deciding to take a walk. You couldn’t stand your friends, but you also didn’t want to drop them. Making friends wasn’t easy and the last thing you wanted was to be eating alone at lunch. So, you dealt with it. They never said anything to anyone they disliked so you figured they wouldn’t be that bad.

You wrap your arms around yourself, walking deeper into the woods. You couldn’t wait to graduate, leaving Hawkins behind to go to a college in a warm climate.

You hit something hard, making you let out a small yelp.

“Oh! I am so sorry I wasn’t… paying attention.” Eddie Munson is staring down at you, holding your arms and keeping you steady.

You laugh awkwardly, your face growing warm from embarrassment, you should’ve been watching where you were going, “N-no I should be sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” You can practically feel the lightening coming from the spots where he is holding you.

And you’re almost sad when he lets go, immediately missing his heat as he steps back, “have nothing to be sorry ‘bout sweetheart. I’m the one who needs to be more careful. Don’t wanna mark up your pretty skin.” He shooks you a wink and a little smile. And it’s then that you realize just how devastatingly beautiful you find him?

“I- I better get to fourth period. Ms. Carlisle will kill me if I’m late.” You mutter, your eyes barely meeting his, arms still wrapped around yourself.

“Be safe out there sweetheart, there are some scary men in this school.” He laughs a little, awkwardly tapping your shoulder in a friendly way. You know he’s referring to himself, but little did he know, you didn’t find him scary in the slightest.

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It’s been close to three days since Eddie’s little encounter with you in the woods. And he hasn’t stopped thinking about you since. Of course, he hasn’t stopped thinking about you since fifth grade when you gave him a Valentine with his favorite candy at the schools Valentine’s Day party.

He knows it’s stupid, he just doesn’t care.

Well, that and the fact that he knows you could never like someone like him. Because, frankly, being friends with him equaled social suicide. And dating him? Practically the end of the world. And he couldn’t lie, that knowledge did kind of hurt him. But he would never show it, nor tell anyone. He only had a few months before he was finally out of that shit hole they called Hawkins high.

But, he couldn’t deny the electricity he felt in his finger tips as he steadied you. It wasn’t anything he’s ever felt before but it damn sure was something he wanted to feel again.

“Dude what is wrong with you today?” Dustin hits his elbow off the table, nearly making Eddie smack his face.

Jokingly, he punches Dustin in the arm, “nothing? I’m just super stressed about passing. S’all.”

They all know that’s bullshit, “Dude you’ve been staring that they girl over there like a god damn stalker. You like her or somethin’?”

He knew he could easily lie. In fact, that’s exactly what he should’ve done. But he doesn’t, knowing Dustin would eventually draw it out of him. “Okay kind of? But I barely know her. And besides, she wont like me back so I’m not worryin’ myself with it. Frankly, I wanna get the fuck out of this school.”

That was the truth. He needed out, and he needed it now. But he wouldn’t drop out. No way. He swore he’d never be like his father and he meant it. He was graduating even if it damn near kills him.

Dustin looks over at Mike, rolling his eyes and muttering a “he’s as oblivious as we thought.”

Eddie rears back, a little shocked, “I am not oblivious?”

Mike nods, taking a sip of his drink, “yes you are. She’s been sneaking look at you all lunch. And she looks away every time you guys lock eyes. Theoretically, you guys should just kiss in front of the entire school. Be less painful to watch then this…” he waves his hand around “this pining shit.”

Alls Eddie can do is blink at them, truly stunned that he was caught staring by his friends. And here he thought he was slick.

“Did you knuckleheads not hear a god damn thing I said?”

Dustin shakes his head, “we heard you. Just go get her number! She’s a girl. She isnt going to bite you… Well she might but only if you ask really, really nicely.” He flutters his lashes at Eddie, creeping in closer and grinning wildly

Eddie squints at him, “get away from me before I knock ya teeth out.”

“You’re a dick,” but he laughs anyway, knowing Eddie would never.

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It’d been nearly a week now since you ran into Eddie. And since then, he’s done all he can to avoid you. You figured it was because he didn’t like you. That was until you caught him staring at you from the lunch table.

You also may have overheard the conversation. The tables were close enough.

And now, you had made the executive choice to get his number, maybe even invite him on a picnic.

“E-Eddie!” you call out to him, stopping him before he can get in his van.

He turns around, that devastatingly beautiful smile appearing. It nearly knocks you to the ground.

“Sweetheart! Hi. What can I do for you?” His voice light and sweet.

You cant help the shyness that creeps in. You always got nervous when you talked to others, more so people you didn’t know. Rejection wasn’t something you liked. Rocking on your toes, you take a deep breath, trying to remain cool, calm and collected.

“I, um…” you start quietly. “I just wanted to give you this… you don’t have to do anything with it. I mean, if you throw it away that-that’s your prerogative. But, um, if-if you didn’t do that… then feel free to use it!” You cut yourself off before you can ramble further. Piper told you that it’s annoying and unattractive which is the last thing you want to be to Eddie. You shakily hand him the paper, watching him open and smile at it.

“Aw, is this your number?” He’s not infantilizing you as he says it. He genuinely seems excited, though you can tell he’s trying to keep those feeling reigned in.

You nod, happy that he took it and didn’t reject you… yet. “It is. We should hang out sometime. Maybe see a movie or get ice cream.” You shrug, “ya know… whatever you think is fun.”

He smiles wider, making his eye crinkle a little. It’s cute. HE’S cute. And you knew that he could break your heart. But it didn’t matter. He could chew you up and spit you out and you’d thank him.

“I’ll let you know when I’m free.” And before you can answer, he hops in his van and drives away.

You take it as a win, for now.

…

Eddie cant deny the feeling inside his chest. It’s a mix of anxiety and pure delight. You actually gave him your number. AND invited him to hang out. And all he said was “I’ll let you know.”

“Idiot. You should’ve made plans right there. You’re such a pussy.” He berates himself as he drives.

Truly, he didn’t understand how someone like you would want to ruin her life with someone like him. I mean, its not like he was actually going to do something extravagant in life.

Or well, that is according to his teachers.

But that didn’t matter. All Eddie knew was that you gave him your number and, to him, it didn’t seem like a pity action. To him, it was genuine and insanely cute how nervous you were. It was then that he decided he was going to get you to stick around for as long as you’d have him.

…

Were you terrified he wasn’t going to call you? Yes.

Were you scared giving him your number was a mistake? Absolutely.

Did you lie awake all night waiting for him to call you? Maybe. Jury was still out on that one.

You looked over at your alarm clock that read 3:03 am. The witching hour. You couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed, feeling like you possibly read the situation wrong.

But you felt the electricity in his touch and the emotion in his eyes. Those are things you cant fake.

The ringing phone pulled you from your spiraling. You were quick to answer, praying it didn’t wake up your parents.

“Hello?” You answer, keeping your voice slightly quiet.

“Sweetheart, hi! Its um, its Eddie.” You could hear the nervousness in his voice. Kind of like he had been fighting with himself on if he should call you or not.

You cant help but grin, it may be late but he did call you, “well hello there! I thought I’d maybe written my number down wrong or something.” You giggle a little so he knows you’re joking with him.

“Now that would be funny. But, um, I know it’s late and we have class tomorrow but I didn’t know if after you wanted to maybe get smoothies? I know you like reading so maybe go to the book store? If-if you want?” Nerves clear in his voice.

The gesture was sweet, making little butterflies in your stomach. You, hanging out with Eddie Munson? A dream come true, honestly.

“I’d love that! Maybe I can convince you to read a book with me, like a little book club or something like that.”

He laughs, the sound washing over you and settling deep in your bones. You could listen to that sound on repeat; bottle it up and keep it for a rainy day. “We’ll see.” So not technically a no. Again, you’d take it as a win.

…

Eddie spent that entire school day distracted, nerves eating him up inside.

What if you didn’t like him?

What if you thought he was too weird?

What if you ran away screaming?

What if-

“Earth to Eddie? Hello?!” Dustin snaps in his face, drawing him out of his self loathing.

“Don’t snap at me like that. S’rude.”

Dustin rolls his eyes, “you’ve been bouncing your leg for the last twenty minutes, staring at the lunch table, looking like you’re about to vomit…” His eyes grow big with realization, “Which means you asked out y/n, huh?” Now hes giddy, staring at Eddie with those big eyes.

Eddie waves a hand, trying to pretend like it wasn’t a big deal, even though to him it was, “if you must know, yeah. We’re hangin’ out after school.”

Mike perks up, grinning at his friend, “oooooh, look at you go! Where are you taking her?”

Eddie grumbles a little, but he deny it kind of makes him happy his friends care. Kind of being the key word. Mainly because, he didn’t want them to do something to fuck up his chances with you. He already knew the ‘risk’ you were taking by giving him your number. He didn’t want you to slip through his fingers before he even had a chance to hold you.

“Were getting smoothies and going to the book store.”

The table is quiet for a minute, everyone staring at him before they all burst out laughing. He knows they aren’t necessarily laughing at him, but it does make him feel a tiny bit annoyed.

“You cant be serious? You don’t read.” Dustin says between laughs.

Eddie rolls his eyes, “just because I don’t read the books this prison makes me read, doesn’t mean I don’t like it.” He shrugs, “I read magazines all the time.”

“That’s not the same.” Mike teases.

Eddie shrugs, “whatever. That’s what she likes so that’s what we’re doing. I’ll make sure to come back with a detailed report considering you all got your noses in my… dating life.”

The table laughs some more before Eddie swaps the topic. But his mind is still occupied on one thing.

You.

…

“Ready to go, sweetheart?” Eddie comes up next to you after the bell rings, letting everyone go home for the day.

You grin up at him, enjoying the way his eyes light up when you’re around. “Absolutely! I’m so excited. My favorite author just released a new book so this is perfect timing! It’s a continuation of a series I already read and I’m pumped for the new one.” His attention makes you ramble, meaning you’re nervous. You mentally slap yourself, not wanting to scare him away on the first… whatever this was. Date? Friendly gesture?

He opens the door for you, letting you climb in before coming around to his side. “Well that sounds very exciting and I cant wait to hear all about it.”

…

You sip your smoothie as you peruse the aisles, scanning the shelves for the book, “this one?” Eddie holds up the book you’ve been lookin for, triumph on his face.

You grin, skipping over to him and gently taking it from his hands, flipping through. “Oh my god that’s the one! You’re amazing!” You get up on your tiptoes and kiss his cheek before you can think about it.

You pull away, realizing what you just did. You can feel your face get warm, Eddie’s growing red from a blush.

“I’m amazing? Nah, you are.” He gets closer, boxing you in against the bookshelf. No one was around, you knew that, but you can’t deny the excitement of someone seeing you two. Obviously nothing nefarious was happing, but the point stands.

“You-you are amazing too. So s-sweet.” Your eyes shift between his lips and his eyes. Gods, you wanted to kiss him. You’d wanted to kiss him for so long. And here he was, so close you could feel his body heat sinking into your bones. His smell engulfing you. It made you dizzy, but you didn’t want it to stop.

“Me? Sweet? According to everyone else I’m mean and scary.” You know he’s teasing, but the soft flash of self doubt flashes in his eyes, leaving just as fast as it came.

You shake your head, trying to swallow the knot in your throat. It didn’t work. “You’ve never been mean and scary. Always been so kind and sweet. Perfect.” Your voice comes out embarrassingly breathy, quieter than you wanted it to.

Eddie didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it only served to bring him closer to you, his lips inches from yours. You silently begged for him closer. For him to close the gap and just fucking kiss you already. “Perfect? No ones ever called me that before.”

You nod, “perfect. Just so, so perfect.” You decide to take the lead, closing the gap between you and him, brushing your lips over his to test the waters.

You feel his breath hitch before he melts into it. His hands wrapping around the back of your neck to hold you in place. The kiss is sweet, his lips soft and plump against yours.

Of course you’d been kissed before, but this kiss? This kiss felt like coming home. A feeling only talked about between the pages of your books.

He deepens it, tongue softly running over the seam of your mouth begging for entry. And the second your grant it, he’s exploring your mouth. You aren’t sure why, but you can feel the emotion in it. The way he’s holding you, like you’re sand that’s going to slip away when the tide comes in.

But you wouldn’t. Not unless he asked you to.

He breaks the kiss, panting slightly. His lips swollen and beautiful. “Wow” is all he can say as his eyes find yours.

You nod, “wow is right.” You don’t really know what else to say.

You can his mind working, trying to think of something to say. And then, “why me?” His soft voice almost too quiet to hear.

“Because you’re uniquely you.” You know it sounds cheesy, but it’s the truth. He deserved to know he was appreciated. “You make the bad days good. I’m always laughing when you’re around. And you’re just incredibly kind.” You shrug, “I wish more people got to know you like this.”

A soft smile pulls at the corner of his lips, “wanna know a secret?”

Your eyes get big and you nod quickly at him. If there was one thing you loved, it was secrets.

“I’ve had a crush on you since our fifth grade Valentine’s Day party in Ms. Kathys class.” You watch his cheeks go pink at the admission.

A small giggle bubbles in your chest, “I asked so many people what kind of candy you liked because I wanted you to notice me. I sort of had a crush on you too. And it never really went away.”

He kisses you again. This time its short, just a peck, but to you it’s just as sweet as the first one. “Maybe we can act on our crushes. Actually date.” He laughs awkwardly, “make our fifth grade selves proud?”

“Eddie Munson are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” You smile so big at him, the butterflies filling your veins when he smiles back.

“I am. I think we’d be a good match. Plus, I want in on this book club. The back of this book seems very interesting.” He wiggles his brows and your face grows hot at his implication.

“Then lets get two and head to my place. We can start the first ones.”

He smirks, kissing you once more before taking your hand, “I couldn’t be more excited.”

#eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fic #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fic #eddie munson fanfic #Eddie Munson Drabble #stranger things fanfic

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HEAVY SNOW (a christmas special)

male y/n x Le Sserafim’s Kazuha (2100+ words)

TAGS: christmas!!! kinda sweet mc, strangers to potential lovers, unsafe sex, riding, multiple orgasms, and ugly sweaters

the snow is heavy tonight, you thought, stirring the powdered milk in your cup to melt it with hot water. you thank god that you fixed the heater last week so now you won’t need to worry about being a popsicle overnight. it left a dent on your wallet, but it’s better to pay now than pay for hospital bills later.

with a sigh, you turned around and grabbed the bag of marshmallows, putting it in the chocolate drink. but before you take a sip, you heard a knock. now, you rarely have people you can call friends so visits are very rare, so you froze on the spot as you thought of answering it or not. all the windows are covered with curtains anyway, it’s not like they can look in to check if you’re inside.

more slamming on the door. “hello, is anyone there?” a lovely voice of a woman, which is literally rare, shocked you. you set down your mug and opened the door carefully.

someone you haven’t met before was on the other side, but god was she beautiful. she was wearing clothes that are definitely not for winter, and you could tell by the way she was hugging herself and her body shaking plus the red on her cheeks and nose, she’s cold as fuck. but she’s definitely working that white top and the large denim jacket that’s falling off her shoulder with the matching denim pants.

“c-can i come in?” she said, and it reminded you that there’s a (beautiful) girl shivering in the cold in front of you and you’re staring like an idiot.

“of course, right, sorry.” you step out of the way and invite her in. she shook her head to remove the snow on the top of her hair, before stepping inside and removed her shoes. you could hear the relieved sigh when she felt warm again after you closed the door.

“what are you doing here? and who are you? and why are you dressed like that?”

she laughed, a beautiful sound, before sitting down on the couch and covered herself with blankets. you remembered your hot chocolate and checked on it, and sighed happily when it was still warm. you decided to give it to the girl instead.

“calm down. i’m kazuha. and i… was in a party earlier, but then caught my boyfriend cheating on me so i, um.” she sniffled a bit, and you couldn’t see from where you’re standing if it was from the cold or not. “i lost my ride so i tried to walk from home but the snow got really heavy as you could see and i need somewhere to sleep in the night.”

kazuha smiled and took the hot chocolate, where she closed her eyes and let the warmth from the mug fill her hands. “your boyfriend sounds shitty.” you whisper, sitting next to her. “i mean anyone who dates you would be so lucky and i would never do that,” you stammered out, shrugging. “and i’m um, y/n.”

“you don’t know who i am. what made you think he’s so lucky?”

“well… you’re really insanely beautiful.”

kazuha laughed before taking a sip. “typical man. seeing someone pretty and you go crazy.” she kept drinking for a while before standing up to put it on the table. you watch her, staring at her figure. “that’s not true. i’m sure your good looks match your personality.”

she scoffed, turning around and leaned on the countertop. “didn’t stop him from cheating, right?”

“listen, he’s a piece of shit.” you shake your head and got up as well. “you should change clothes. i have a sweater.” you went to the closet and chose a random sweater, which ends up being a christmas sweater.

“he is a piece of shit.” kazuha confirmed. “also i cant believe you have an ugly christmas sweater and you’re going to ask me to wear it.”

scoffing in fake annoyance, you clutched the sweater close to your chest. “i’m offended that you’ll say it’s ugly. my grandma made that.” kazuha’s eyes widened and you could see the guilt in her eyes, but it disappeared as soon as she saw you were joking. “asshole! i was about to apologize.”

“you can still grovel and beg.” you comment, tossing her the sweater before turning around so you can give her some privacy. you could hear her removing her clothes as she muttered, “you would love that.”

and she’s right, you would. but you keep it to yourself. you bit your lip and kept quiet until you heard some of your things falling on the floor. out of concern, you turn around and gasped when you saw kazuha still in her underwear.

“sorry, i pushed your charger off the table. i don’t think it’s broken so–” she stopped when she saw you staring, her eyes giving a mischievous glint. “do you like what you see?”

at this point there’s no point in hiding it. she’s fit, her skin looks smooth and all you want to do is touch her all over. her breasts look cuppable in your hands, and her thighs would be good around your head. there’s really no point in denying it now, considering you’re growing hard just by the thought.

about to apologize in order not to creep her out, you stopped when you realized that kazuha walked closer to you instead. there was a smirk on her lips before she repeated her question. “do you like what you see?”

“um yeah, i, um. yes.”

with a laugh, she pushed you easily on the couch, landing with a small grunt on your lips. you looked up at her as kazuha sat on your lap, her crotch right on top of your clothed dick. “oh, wow.” was all you could say.

“i should say that. you feel big.” kazuha then slowly unhooked her bra, which caused you to look away. “kazuha, what are you doing?” you ask, your heart beating fast. “this feels wrong.” it doesn’t. but you barely know each other and suddenly you’re fucking?

“listen, y/n. you’re horny, and i want a distraction from my ex. and… consider it payment for the night.” kazuha held your chin, tilting your head. “you’ve never had hookups before? one night stands?”

you haven’t. mostly because you didn’t have a lot of women come in your life to hookup with, but you aren’t saying that to kazuha right now. “um. maybe we can have a date after this. i know a killer place that sells good lasagna, its perfect for cold winter days—”

kazuha simply shushed you with a soft kiss. that kiss was all the consent it took for you to kiss her deeply, wrapping your arms around her waist and pulled her closer. she kissed back immediately with her arms around your neck and her hands messing your hair. her lips feel so good on yours, soft and sweet. her mouth automatically parted to let your tongue in, and both of you let out a small moan when she started moving her hips, and you could feel the wetness of her pussy seeping down on your shorts.

you pull her away only to remove your shorts and her underwear. you sucked in a deep breath when you realized how wet she was. “oh—you’re just ah,” kazuha cut you off by rubbing your tip, her finger spreading your precum. “less talk more sex.” she kissed you again, your hand reaching down to play with her pussylips. rubbing it softly while ocassionally touching her clit got her moaning a bit louder, so you decided to plant hickeys on her neck instead.

“fuck, y/n put your fingers in—god!” you thrusted in two of your fingers at once, knuckle-deep. you look at kazuha’s reaction, her head tilted back, her panting and her hips matching your thrusts. you could see her abs tense, and it’s incredibly so hot you could feel your cock growing bigger.

you took your time spreading your fingers in her pussy and exploring her walls, before pressing on her spot. it made her moan loudly and slightly pull away from you that it made you tighten your arm around her waist. “keep still.” you whisper near her ear before kissing her again and continue to rub her over the spot.

kazuha was shaking in your arms, and it didn’t even take a minute before she came all over your fingers. concerned with how intense she reacted, you asked her if she’s okay.

without any answer, she just quickly positioned herself on top of your cock. “i’m going to ride you and you’ll love it.” kazuha smirked and leaned down to kiss you just as you pushed your tip inside her slowly. her pussy was loose and wet enough to go inside with little resistance.

it felt heavenly. kazuha was warm and soft inside, and there was just no words to describe it. “you’re big,” she laughed softly, a contrast to what they’re doing. you reach up and smoothen the crease going on between her furrowed eyebrows, your other hand helping her go down on your cock. “bigger than your ex, i hope?”

“oh, much bigger. and much better.” kazuha assured you before sighing once she was fully seated, and soon she was moving. soft moans and grunts filled the rv, and you felt brave enough to go a bit rougher. you matched her pace with your hips, thrusting up when she goes down.

few minutes pass by and kazuha’s moans got louder and louder. her pussy was also squeezing and clenching more than usual which is a sign that she’s close. you are too, but you wanted her to be the one who cums first.

“you’re so hot.” you blurted out, and it seemed to be just the trick to make kazuha spill over the edge, her hips shaking and her loud moans near your ear was enough as well to pull out and cum on her toned abs.

kazuha looked down and smiled, before grabbing your chin again so she could kiss you. you kissed back desperately before flipping you both over so kazuha’s the one pinned down on the couch. you pushed inside her again, moving your hips steadily and focusing on hitting kazuha’s spot.

her loud moans were motivations to keep going, and her nails dug on your forearms as she tried to match the pace. “fuck, you’re doing so good, y/n—!”

a burst of pride filled your heart and it made you move faster and harder. it’s rough and you were about to ask her if she’s okay but with how she’s rolling her eyes back and keep blabbering at how it feels so good, then it must be the right thing to do.

it was a surprise that you managed to last for more than five minutes with how good kazuha’s pussy was clenching around you, every time you pull out it seems like it’s asking you not to.

you were focused, one of your hands playing with kazuha’s nipple, rolling your thumb and squeezing it. she squealed occasionally and would always moan your name loudly. she sounded so beautiful. your name sounded so good on her lips.

“kazuha,” you groaned out. “i’m fucking going to cum.” kazuha nodded and reached down to rub her clit, which caused her hips to shake intensely. “do it fuck, cum!”

you pulled out again, cumming all over her abs once again as she did the same. you then sat down beside her, trying to catch your breath and looked at kazuha who’s doing the same.

“that’s one of my best hookups ever.” she laughed, leaning her head on your shoulder. “that’s the first of my hookups ever.” you responded as you leaned your head on top of hers.

“you’re a virgin?!”

“no, dumbass, i’m not. i just don’t do hookups.” you laughed at her reaction and flicked her forehead.

“well,” kazuha shrugged as she sat up straight so she can look at you properly. “it doesn’t have to be a hookup.” you raised your eyebrow at that, making sure you’re hearing it properly. she saw the look on your face and rolled her eyes. “come on. i don’t want to treat you like a rebound but you’re cool and i want to give you a chance. i also want to know you better.”

you smiled and pressed a soft kiss on her lips. one, two, five seconds, before you pulled away. “good thing there’s a coffee shop nearby. just a five minute walk. we should go there tomorrow morning.”

“it’s a date.” kazuha smiled and wrapped her arms around you, kissing you deeply. “good, then you should wear my ‘ugly christmas sweater’.” you reply while doing air quotes. kazuha snorted, nodding. “fine. make sure you pay for everything.”

you pull away from her and grabbed your thick blanket, covering the both of you to keep you both warm. and with a small smile on your face, you both cuddle tightly on the sofa.

#le sserafim #kazuha #kpop girls #kpop smut #kpop #fanfic #male y/n #male reader #top reader #kazuha is hot

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object show dashboard simulator(unreality!!!!)

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HELP!!!! last challenge one of the contestants in the show I'm in just straight up ran away before the challenge was over and we cant find him. I feel pretty bad because he was really mad at me and maybe that's why he ran away? I don't know but can somebody please offer guidance I'm kind of worried about him we haven't seen him since August 12th 2022 and I don't think anyone else is even trying to find him!

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Oh no!!! D: Is there an update to this story? Did you find him yet?

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No unfortunately, it's about to be two challenges since he disappeared! I don't know why nobody's looking for him not even the host is! I want to but I think he's still mad at me so I'm a bit nervous. Well hopefully he turns up tomorrow because there's another challenge? I don't know. I really want this to be over. Thank you for your concerns though.

#i hope he gets back safe and sound!!! good luck with finding him and your challenge! #love from pericolo!

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what the fuck so sometimes I visit the object show I used to be in's contestant grounds at night when objects are asleep to fuck around yk but I swear I walked past the waterfall and there was just someone crying in there.. I did not go in because I didn't feel like getting my ass kicked or something I have no idea who that was

why is everyone depressed on paper puppets what are they doing to you objects

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LMAOOOO ITS CAUSE MOST EVERYONE ON THAT SHOW ARE PUSSIESSSSSSSSS ITS SO FUNNY

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yeah well watch this cool shit

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ACE WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS GET THIS FUCKING THING OUT OF THE CABINS RIGHT NOW

[various really blurry pictures of a small creature with straight ears and big back legs in a cabin room. they're taken as if the photographer is running around while taking the picture]

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almost 1 month since I grabbed a random small creature from somewhere along my journeys and placed it in the cabin chainsaw was in for paper puppets and it scared him so bad he yelled on here about it and everyone clowned him so hard he deactivated🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 (dw I got the creature out out it is unharmed I have it with me right now)

[one picture of the creature, it has the same straight ears and big back legs. you can now see that it is white. A hand is petting it on the head and it seems happy]

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Does NOBODY remember Teardrop Burger and the incident I swear that's all we'd talk about in like 2019...

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I still don't know if that was real or not or we just made it up to make fun of Gelatin's Steakhouse

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Hey I'm not from Goiky but I'm curious, what's Teardrop Burger?

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Eh it was more of an objblr thing than a Goiky thing but basically Teardrop opened a burger stand near the inanimate insanity 2 filming grounds to compete with Gelatin's Steakhouse and she accidentally or on purpose poisoned a bunch of people with how dirty everything was. or so they say. it basically a huge inside joke lmao Teardrop Burger never existed but it's cleanliness was about the same as Gelatin's Steakhouse heh gelatin was pissed for weeeeeeeks after

#my mutual explains this best! love td burger best joke objblr has ever made #we should bring it back it would make the new season better if everyone was dying of food poisoning #/j

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the dead guy was my great great great great great grandpa too HELP his name was rook btw

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coming back to this post I always I thought everything seemed slightly haunted in the boto grounds I guess this was why hehehe

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Shieldy. my friend and mutual. what do you mean it seemed HAUNTED???

#PREV YOU CANT JUST LOREDUMP ON ME LIKE THIS WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE DROWNED IN THE LAKE YOU WERE GONNA SWIM IN #WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE SPOKE TO YOU IN THAT MOMENT

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Come on down to Gelatin's Steakhouse for our special 2-for-one deal if you buy a shirt from Flower's Fashion Store!

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WHO HIT MY DIMENSION MACHINE WITH A CROWBAR

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#unreality #osc #ppt2 #object lockout #bfdi #bfb #inanimate insanity #i havent watched enough of tpot to make one for this sorry #paper puppets take 2 #object show #brawl of the objects #please somebody get the teardrop burger thing i didnt make ot up it was from object whatever #remember that game!!!!#fun fact the shieldy one was partly a callback to an old au of mine #long post #lightbrush #(i guess i dont really care for the ship but i put it in for destiel)

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whole-circus · 9 months

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Hey! I have recently been obsessing over your works I love your writing and you ARE SUCH A LOVELY PERSON 😭 i love reading your kind words to others and how you write in such a creative way!!

Could you possibly do a fem!reader who looks masc and constantly gets misgendered with jeff, Ben, Toby, hoodie or clockwork!

(I would be happy with any of them)

Thank you <3

Creepypastas with fem.reader that looks masc!

➥ with Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, 'Ticci' Toby, and Clockwork

I will cry you are the sweetest!! Fr you feed my self esteem!!🫶<3 Im sorry that you waited so much!! And I apologize for not putting Hoodie here!! Have amazing day and take care of yourself!!! i love your nick btw 😭

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Jeff the Killer

Thats it, he is propably one of the people that misgendered you on purpose (and he is proud of himself because he is little shit like that..). But of course Jeff can do that once you both are in relationship, he has to have some privilege yk? Being meanie is just his love language. Even if he is still mean sometimes, then at the end of day he is here to beat people who do that - no matter if they did it in in mean manner or not, Jeff doesnt care he just want blood and chaos (and your happiness)! Besides all that, he finds you cute and pretty anyway, doesnt matter what you really look like. Jeff isnt the best person to talk about appearance and he knows that. So you can wear anything, be more "feminine" or "musculine" and he is still cool with that!

BEN Drowned

Boy will literally bark at people who misgender you 😭 No, just kidding, but he dont stand people being like this and will automatically correct them! Gets the fact that you are tired because of that and want to do everything in his power to make you feel better! Even if someone is not doing it on purpose then you have full right to feel uncomfy! So you will recieve a lot of worship and sweet words from Ben overall. Okay but you cant tell me that he wouldnt dress in dresses and skirts to fuck up with people (plus he want to feel pretty (he is a pretty boy anyway, lets be honest))! Loves making them even more confused. Ben is pretty open-minded so doesnt care what you look like or how you dress you are his queen and he treats you like one!!

"Ticci" Toby

I will start with something a bit out of request but..Toby would 100% want to wear matching clotheswith you! Dont get me wrong, he definitely loves you and drool at you no matter you wear (you could wear anything, even garbage bag), but loves showing you off! He is so so grateful that he is your boyfriend and he wants to brag about it to everyone. Definitely thinks in his head that someone would look at you and be like 'omg they are a couple what a cuties'...we love his energy. If you feel upset about people constantly misgendering you, Toby is right here to make it all better and give you a lot of praises! He enjoyes pampering you, when you feel especially down..he is always content to make you both small things like face masks, painting eachother nails or even do eachother makeup for fun (Toby suck at it but he got the right spirit)!

Clockwork

Clockwork doesnt really believe in things like "too musculine" or "too feminine", clothes should be functional - doesnt matter what you wear, but rather how you feel in them - and people are just diffrent when it comes to look. Thats why i think she would be even more angry, she gets that people can make mistakes but if they do it on purpose just to mess with you, then she wont stay calm. What a protective gf she is! Its nice if you dont care about this constant iccidents, becasue they happen - but if you start worry even in the slightest? She will be your sholder to cry on and your number one support girl! Natalie will assure you that you are fine just the way you are, and you can look however you want - its nobody case - she likes you for you! .. Just dont tell anybody about this, she would rather keep it as a secret.

˚　　✦　　　. ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚. 　　　✦　　˚

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just-dino-maggie · 1 year

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trevor zegras 61 pls

Thank you for the request!! I hope you enjoy this little imagine!

61. “I thought you knew.”

Trevor Zegras and I have never been friends. We are civil, professional. It’s how it should be. I’m the on the social media team for the Anaheim ducks, I see the guys almost every day. I’ve made good friendships with most of them but Trevor and I never quite meshed.

I was upset about it at first. I thought he was cute and funny, especially around the other guys but around me he shuts down. He so uninterested in me and it’s frustrating. I decided after a little while not to let it get the better of me. I still makes sure I get his good side for all the pictures. I cant leave my girls out to dry. I may not get along with him but it’s easy to see the appeal.

It’s the Ducks media day today which is one of my favorite days of the year. I get to do what I do best. I take some fun behind the scenes videos, I help direct our photographers, and I get to hang out with the guys who have been away all summer.

I check my itinerary and the first person I have to do one on ones with is Trevor. I feel a little nervous but I know Trevor will preform well in front of the cameras.

I get the lighting and the cameras set up early. I make sure there is a comfortable chair for the guys to sit in. Cam Fowler joked about a metal chair being too harsh on his “old man back”. Once all of that is done I read over my questions to make sure I have them on lock.

I wait patiently for Trevor’s call time. He is usually on time but every once in a while he’s late. I try not to worry about it. I fiddle with the sleeves of my sweater and anticipate his arrival.

When I hear the door open I stand, Trevor walks through the door nonchalantly. “Hey Trevor,” I say putting on a bright smile. “You know the drill, do you mind putting this on?” I hand him one of the reverse retros.

He takes off his sweater and I try not to notice the way his undershirt lifts up as he does it. Unfortunately my brain has chosen to take that information and not let it go. “When you’re ready you can sit right here and we can get started.”

We start filming and he’s amazing as usual. He might be my favorite to film. The other guys are awesome behind the scenes but the only time I get to see Trevor be himself is on camera. He let’s loose in some ways because people have come to expect his vibrant personality.

“Trevor that was great! I think we’re all set!” He doesn’t answer me. He just starts grabbing his things and getting ready to head to his next call time. I don’t know why it bugged me so much. His silence just felt dismissive and it hurt. “You are aware that you can be nice to me right? I get that you don’t like me very much but you can at least pretend.”

“I’m not trying to be rude, I just don’t know what to say.” He turns to look at me, “I don’t dislike you.”

I roll my eyes, “Right you don’t dislike me you’re just put off by my presence.”

“I thought you knew.” He says, confusion written on his face.

I throw my hands up in defeat, “You thought I knew what Trevor?”

“About the rule with the interns.” He sighs, “In Highschool I was an idiot and I screwed around with an intern at USA hockey. She ended up being related to a coach and things got complicated. I told myself I would never try anything with an intern ever again. So because I’m attracted to you I stayed away from you.”

I pause for a second trying to register his words in my brain. He has a rule about interns? He’s attached to me? Oh my gosh Trevor Zegras is attracted to me. “I’m not an intern.” I say then I mentally slap myself right after.

He smirks, “You’re right, you aren’t an intern and you definitely aren’t coaches’ niece. Maybe I should stop treating you like you are.”

“Yeah,” I agree. “Maybe we could be friends?”

He smiles, “Yeah something like that… I’ll see you after the shoot?”

I nod then I wave him out the door. I can feel the blush on my cheeks and the smile on my face. I don’t even care because Trevor might really like me after all.

#trevor zegras #trevor zegras imagine #nhl imagine #anaheim ducks #cam fowler #jack hughes #usa hockey #usntdp

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claudemblems · 9 months

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Could you do a Reno X reader where the reader is like a law breaker

Sure, I can do that! A reminder that I've only played Final Fantasy VII Remake so that's all I have to go off of haha

Also to anyone reading, I'm not taking requests, but I decided to go ahead and write this one. Please be sure to read my pinned for further updates! Hope you enjoy 💖

Partners in Crime | Reno - Final Fantasy VII Remake

You break the law, and Reno enforces it. There's absolutely nothing strange about this picture, is there?

If it were anyone else, Reno would have had the culprit in handcuffs by now, resorting to some helpful "negotiation" tactics to extract information out of them.

Lucky for you, you're Reno's lover, and that also means you have the protection of the Turks. As long as you don't try to pull a fast one on Shinra, Reno can just pretend you don't have a warrant out for your arrest...

Is it a good look for Shinra to have a criminal involved with them? Maybe not, but they've participated in much worse, so just be glad you're not on their watchlist.

However, that doesn't mean Tseng won't keep a watchful eye on you. Many times he's urged Reno to reconsider who he "seduces", but it's a lost cause. Reno dates whoever he wants. If other people don't like it, that's their problem.

He also has to admit, he quite likes the thrill of the chase. Literally, in this sense. He's had to help you escape from crops and other criminals more times than he can count. But his aggravation eventually gives way to excitement. What are they gonna do, attempt to lock up one of the Turks? He'd like to see them try!

It's a familiar scene: you and Reno speeding away from a clearly angry gang on a motorcycle--one of theirs that you stole, of course. You'd been up in arms with their leader who had kept ruining potential money-making opportunities for you. So, to get revenge, you'd ripped his favorite hundred thousand dollar watch right off his hand, stealing his personalized bike for good measure.

"You're insane," Reno sneered, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist to keep himself steady. "When I agreed to go with you to 'settle some business,' I didn't think that meant making enemies with a well-known crime lord!"

"I just surprise you every day, huh?" you grinned, revving the bike for good measure. "That's why you cant get enough of me."

"Maybe I could stand to get a little less of you," he mumbled, but you felt his body shift closer to yours. "What you're doing is incredibly dangerous. I hope that realization hasn't escaped your head."

"But isn't your work dangerous, too? What's the difference?"

"I...I know what I'm doing. I can handle my work."

"Are you saying I can't handle things on my own?"

"No, that's not--! Look, would you listen to me the one time I'm trying to snap some sense into you? You could get killed out here. Shinra may have your back, but the rest of Midgar doesn't."

You went quiet for a moment, contemplating his words. If he wasn't in such a bad mood, you would have kept teasing him. But clearly he was worried--worried about you. And you knew better than to take Reno of the Turk's concern for granted.

"I'll be safe," you promised, turning your head to press a quick kiss to his cheek. "We still have lots of dates to go on, so I should probably make it out of here in one piece, right?"

"Hah, finally you're starting to sound reasonable." He pushed himself closer against your back, letting his breath hit your ear. "What would I do if my darling wasn't able to kiss me goodnight anymore?"

Your face flushed at his words, hands struggling to keep a steady grip on the handlebars. "Now is not the right time to flirt with me, darling."

"Hmph. Maybe it'll teach you a good lesson. If you'd listen to me more, you might get rewarded for it."

A yelp escaped Reno's throat as you did a quick wheelie with the bike, and you laughed knowing he must have glaring at the back of your head.

"Disobedience doesn't get rewarded."

"Maybe not, but perhaps I'd like the punishment better."

#kat writes #ffvii remake #ffvii x reader #reno x reader

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toasts-httyd-hyperfixation · 4 months

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Alright i can't decide so y'all are fixin to do it for me

I have several things i wanna work on but i cant pick one to do so ive been doin none of em

Options are

Redoing the Httyd Timeline and Ages post i made a while ago. Its all mostly accurate and the things not explicitly stated in canon i still stand by, but i found a couple other things to add in, and overall its a lil messy cause its from when first started making longer posts, so it could just do with an overhaul to clear it up a bit

Im trying to go through and make a Full AU list, with Name and a summary of what its about, so i can actually talk about em here, as well as sorting all other AUs out properly. These were all talked mostly via the Discord Server, so its literally sorting through whats gotta be hundreds of thousands of messages from over the course of >1 year. Which its great because ive deeply enjoyed talking to everyone ( Shout out to the Discord Buddies, Love yall, you're the Best🫶🫶) but my god, i should have kept on top of it lol.

This one i don't know if anyone else even really is interested in, but y'all are getting it eventually regardless, because ya know you can't stop me from making posts here, no matter how much yall may want to sometimes (Toothfull my beloved <3). Anyway the gist of this one is, idk if its just me, but a lotta times when i hear ages in a book, i understand it, but it doesn't really connect. So i like to go and find other characters and people that are the same age, especially in like movie or shows, where i can look at people that are the same age and go "Holy Shit, they're just babies" or such as the like as that if they're older (Mostly in Alvins case, that man is not as old as a lot of yall probably think he is, or maybe you don't, who am i to say what you do or do not think)

Number 4 is essentially the same thing as number 3 but height related instead. I just like making visual comparisons for a lot of these things, cause it helps put things into perspective, as well as its nice for like drawing and stuff.

This ones just Goofy. I have several sillier ships that ive had over the years, some that just fall into crack ship territory. Some of them i do actually think would be cute/sweet, others are just for the sake of going "Could you fuckin imagine". So im making a poll, much like this one, with a brief explanation, and then yall get to vote on em. I dont know if itll be for the Worst, The best, Which One is y'all's favorite, i dunno, but its gonna be something.

And then the last one i can think of is, i really don't know how to explain it, but it's talking about how, in my opinion, the Vikings view of hiccup is being accurately portrayed? Like, that's a really bad summary, but i can't think of how to explain it better so, this is kind of a vague, mystery option

Anyways, those are the options i got for now

Im probably forgetting something but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Everything'll eventually got done

So with that said

#httyd books #httyd #how to train your dragon #how to train your dragon books #not putting as many tags on this since its not really a Post post #Also this should say what i *try* to work on next #cause lets be real there is no guarantee im gonna be finishing it before switching to something else lol #i do not control the Adhd‚ i am simply bound to its will #anyways

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cupoftaae · 1 year

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Forever and a day (KTH x READER) series♡ silent treatment cant last forever (chapter 5)

Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.

Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.

Pairing: taehyung x female!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)

word count- 4.1k

chapter warnings: swearing, tae is struggling :( kaito is a fucking LOSER and does a bad thing. literally all I can say is SORRY in advance !! mentions of domestic violence and abuse. Quick mention of pregnancy

A/N- I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, I have most of these already written out, but I like to take time and add ideas as I go along. I kinda came up with a plot twist that will eventually play out, just dont hate me. What can I say? I love angst. ALSO- chapter 6 will be out this weekend possibly, if not, then monday ;) just a treat bc ily guys

"he's such a fucking dumbass" Kaito scoffs and takes a sip of his wine, collapsing back onto the couch next to you. You remained quiet as he ranted after you told him about the night you had.

Immediately after coming back to the apartment with taehyung, you two ended up fighting again. Something about him being childish, you being self centered, him being nosey, and you not being the old you. What does that even mean? You havent changed at all, its him who is always starting these fights.

after that, you packed a bag and ran over to your boyfriends house. It wasnt where you wanted to be, exactly, but you needed a place to hide.

"I dont think he is a dumbass, I just think....hes....i dont know? having a midlife crisis?" you shrugged, leaning into your boyfriends touch.

"midlife crisis....at the ripe age of 23 years old?"

"yeah, I think he is always comparing himself to me, and hes confused about who he wants to be. He wishes he stayed in college so bad, he even signed up for this little credit art course they ha-"

"art??" kaito laughed covering his mouth for a moment

"yeah" you turned around to look at him

"so he thinks finger painting will help him snap into being an adult?"

you stared at him, scrunching your face up in thought. Yeah, you kinda poked at tae and made jokes, but you didnt mean any harm deep down. Maybe you dont understand his little desire to paint away his feelings, but watching kaito laugh about it is different, because he means it. You suddenly felt guilty for talking about him behind his back, even if he was a dick for yelling at you a few hours ago.

"he enjoys it, its kinda cute. If its helping him back onto his feet then who cares...its not like he quit his job or anything, kaito."

"cute? more like immature"

"hey, cmon, leave him alone"

"you cant seriously be defending him"

"I just dont like talking about people behind their back, you know?"

"whatever" he scoffed, taking a sip of his drink before pulling you onto his lap. "wait..." he stopped, thinking before laughing. "I thought....I thought you said you were sick?"

Your heart stopped the minuet he spoke, how could you forget your own fucking lie, more importantly, how is he just catching this?

"Oh I was feeling better, mhm. This morning I felt like shit but I figured it would be better to suck it up and go to the dinner anyways, should have stayed home!" you blurted out and got off his lap, standing to your feet.

"right" he eyed you, standing up as well as he put his drink down. "well....do you wanna go to bed?" he asked, doing that stupid smirk face that made you somewhat angry.

"uhm, well, yeah, but im really tired kai, also im still not feeling 100% you know? so, maybe we should sleep. just..sleep." you nodded quickly and turned around on the ball of your heel, only to be yanked around by the wrist.

Your eyes widened in shock at the sudden action from him, heart pounding in your ears. Was he drunk? who knows, but that was not an ok thing to do regardless.

"let go of me, what the fuck?" you breath out, trying to tug your hand out of his tightening grip.

"you arent lying to me about Taehyung right?"

"what? What are you talking ab- let go!"

"you wouldnt lie to avoid me, right? you and him arent doing shit behind my back?" he asked, anger in his voice, something youve never seen.

"No! theres nothing!! I promise, I was just sick and, kai you are scaring me please!" you whine, mad at the tears that showed up so quickly. He saw your eyes and immediately let go, making you yank yourself backwards quickly, allowing the tears to fall as you hugged yourself.

"oh my god, im so sorry baby, I didnt mean to d-"

You both looked down at the mark left on your wrist from his grip

"shit, im so.....im so sorry, y/n, listen-"

"get away from me!!" you yelled, "Im sleeping in the guest room, d-dont come in, sober the fuck up and dont touch me again, I swear to God..." your voice shakes as you spoke, aware that if he really wanted to, he could hurt you again.

you saw regret in his face, but it didnt matter. jealousy has always been an issue for him, but its never shown like this....it was scary.

you turn quickly to run upstairs, hiding in his guest bedroom and locking the door, you wanted to leave but also didnt have anywhere to go exactly. You promised to meet up with your friend Dahyun tomorrow for lunch, so you would have to ask her to pick you up earlier.

kaito looked at the wine glass that had spilled without him even knowing, sighing and sitting with his face in his hands instead of going after you.

Taehyung woke up the next morning in the same state he had fell asleep: mad, clothed, dirty, and missing you.

He knew he was fighting you when it was happening, but there was just an overstimulation of emotions that had over poured, and unfortunately, you happened to be the punching bag.

He made a mental note to call his parents and explain later as he walked into your room. you were still not there. Given the things he said, you doesn't blame you, however he would like to apologize.

He walked into the kitchen and looked at all the food, well, more like ingredients for meals he doesnt know how to make. You said something last night to him about him needing to depend on you with everything, including meals. It hurt, but it was right. He sighed and closed the fridge, moving to go sit on the couch in the quiet apartment before opening his phone to his social media’s.

He hated to see other people and how well they were doing, but he found himself online more often then he used to be, maybe it was to inspire or motivate him, he wasn’t sure. He scrolled across Annie’s art page, stopping to pay extra attention to one post in particular.

She was good, her art was something people would pay money to see, he understood why she would be in all the art classes she could find. The post showed her setting up at the banquet hall a few streets down, something about an art fair. Tae smiled and like the post, wanting to know more about it. He contemplated dming her, eventually just giving in and doing so.

Taehyung: hello Annie, it’s taehyung, you probably know that because you can see my name, anyways, I saw your recent post and was wondering what you were setting up for?

He tapped his phone with his fingers, feeling odd to text someone who wasn’t, well, you.

He was surprised to see her answer quickly

Annie: hey tae :)) i was hoping you would text soon enough. I’m setting up for an art festival at the Julie banquet hall! You should totally come if you aren’t busy :0!!!

He laughed and bit his nail, suddenly hearing your voice in his head telling him not to do that...bad habit.

He texted back

Taehyung: when is it?

Annie: it’s being held this entire week for a viewing, but next weekend there is a contest....winner gets a prize!

taehyung smiled and looked around, that could be huge for him. Maybe this was the universal sign from the universe he needed, a sign that his rash decisions were actually working out for him. He knew he probably wouldn’t be able to go down today, for obvious reasons other than the fact he needs a shower.

He also needed to prepare something worth winning, and that required time.

Taehyung: oh wow...that sounds really interesting. I’ll probably be down later this week, thanks for letting me know.

He tossed his phone to the side and began to head for his room, knowing that he wouldn’t leave until he created a masterpiece.

As fun as this was, he had to admit, it was a good distraction from you.

"How come kai couldnt just drop you off?" Dahyun looked over at you, taking a bite of her sandwich. "well, he was a bit hungover, he had a lot to drink last night" you cleared your throat, sipping your water.

It had been a while since you and your friend saw eachother, and going out for lunch together was nice, a step away from all the boy drama going on. You were in college, and you just wanted to do normal stuff and leave the high school shit behind.

Dahyun sat back and looked you over, concern on her face. "sweetheart are you alright?"

"why wouldnt I be?

"because you look like shit, in the nicest way. Have you been sleeping?"

you laugh, looking down at your hands, "yeah, ....well, no"

"mhm, whats going on?"

"tae and I got into a fight last night, and it was just really annoying because we are always fighting nowadays, I hate it."

"is that why you were at kaitos?"

you nodded, eyes looking out the window. "I should have just stayed at the apartment though. I hate to admit it but I kinda miss him, he hasnt texted me" you sighed and re-checked your phone.

"hes a grown man, y/n, he can handle shit"

you looked at your friend, quick to remind yourself that they dont see the true venerability of taehyung like you do, they dont know that he's just emotional and feels things differently than others, so as much as you hate to say it....he cant take care of himself.

"mm" you shrug, taking a bite of a fry. "lets just talk about something else?" you suggest

"okay, let me think...." dahyun smiled to herself, searching her brain for something to talk about. "Oh did you hear about chae?" she suddenly spoke up

"no, what about her? is she ok?"

"dude she had such a pregnancy scare, she called me 2 nights ago because she was fully convinced she was preggo....shes not though so its alright" she shrugged

your eyes widened at your friends words, "what?...how did I not know this? why didnt she call me?"

"well, not to start anything but...we kinda have been calling and texting you, but you dont seem to have time anymore, which is perfectly fine, but we miss you."

you slumped down into your seat, food on the plate in front of you has now gone cold and unedible. "I dont know, man. Life is so messy right now, theres just so much going on. I miss you guys like crazy, we need to plan like a sleepover or a girls weekend." you suggest, leaning into the palm of your hand sadly.

"hey, y/n, just breathe, everything will be okay. If you are free next weekend I know a friend of mine is throwing a really fun party, i'll text you the info if you are down to go?"

you smiled hopefully, not that you were the super most outgoing person on campus, but the idea of going to a party with other kids seemed like a set up to meet some new people.

"Dahyun that sounds really fun, yes please send me the info, is chae going?" you ask, pulling out your phone

"mhm, yep...but we are gonna have to keep her with us because her boyfriend is going...well now ex boyfriend considering they broke up over this whole 'almost pregnant' scare, and-"

you quickly shut out your friends voice as you checked your socials, suddenly coming across a photo taehyung had posted on his story of a painted canvas, seemed normal enough, except the fact someone was there with him. at your apartment.

you whip your head up, "I think I have to go, im sorry, uh, something just came up and I need to get home, but uhm, you'll have to text me about nate and chae!" you spoke quickly, grabbing your purse and standing. "Thank you for having me out, I really needed it. Dont forget to text me the party details!!" you sing as you hug her and make a dash for the door.

You exited the elevator and made your way down the hall quickly, searching for your keycard in your over packed purse before bumping into someone and falling to the floor.

"ow? hel-, oh.." you quiet down when your eyes meet the person waiting outside your apartment door. kaito.

"What are you doing here?" you quickly stood to your feet and brushed past him, still searching for the key.

"baby, you havent answered my calls, we need to talk about last night. Im so sorry, I never meant to make you feel unsafe, im going through so much and I just....I just, I dont know what happened, but im so sorry!" he rambled quickly, touching your back and making you stop your movements.

"kaito..."

"i know, im so sorry, i suck and im an asshole and you probably hate me, I would too"

you sighed as your hands fell to your sides, turning to face him. "you....you arent an asshole, dont say that." you breathe out, grabbing his hand "just promise me you'll cut down on the drinking or something...I dont wanna see that again." you felt guilt throughout your chest as he looked down.

"I promise, baby, I will"

you pulled him into a hug and squeezed him, rubbing his back and moving to kiss his cheek. "head home, now, please" you whispered, watching his face fall.

"wait why? I was hoping we could hang out or make food or something?" he gestures towards your front door. "hm, Im sorry kai, maybe after classes sometime this week, I have to handle something right now...you know how he is" you quieted your voice at the last part, watching your boyfriend nod.

"okay....just, uh, text me ok?"

you smiled and nodded, "of course"

once he made a turn for the hall, you placed your keycard into the door and walked into the apartment to see Annie and Taehyung in the kitchen. You usually werent too keen on having random people in your house, you and tae promised to not invite others there without letting eachother know.

"y/n..." tae turned and saw you, making annie stop whisking whatever was in the bowl she held.

"tae" you nod, waving quietly to the short girl behind him. "didnt know there was something going on today" you joke, putting your bag down and walking in with arms crossed over your body.

"I just invited her over because it was a little too quiet over here" he joked, looking at her and smiling.

"ah I see" you smile and lean against the island counter. "what are you guys making?"

"apple pie" annie cheerfully responds, moving to her phone to change the song that was playing

"oh, yummy" you awkwardly reply, somewhat angry that she was in your kitchen and took it upon herself to use your ingredients that you bought yourself.

"tae, can we talk?" you turn to him, talking quietly.

"yeah..." he looked over at annie, "ill be right back"

she replied with a thumbs up before returning to her baking, reading the recipe off tae's phone.

You led him into your room before shutting the door and leaning against it, the boy looking back at you like he was expecting to get yelled at. "I'm sorry" you exhale, "For the other night, I dont wanna keep doing this with you" you shrug

"I dont wanna fight with you either." he spoke simply, biting the inside of his cheek nervously.

"I dont...I dont really know whats been going on with us but I rather just sit and be your friend than your enemy, you know"

he nodded, "you are right, and Im sorry too, all that shit I said, I didnt mean it, It was out of frustration which still isnt okay bu-"

you cut him off with a hug, "its okay"

he took a moment before wrapping his arms around you in return, "Are you mad she is here?" he whispered, "no...just wish you would have texted me...."

"i know, im sorry" he shook his head, sighing. "um, also, my parents called and I explained kinda the situation simply and they seemed to understand somewhat. I spoke honestly with them about how their words effected me and shit, and they said they would try to stop...well...mostly my mom will try to stop" he laughed, making you smile.

"they want us to go over to their house before they go back home, sometime later this week. I know you have classes and stuff but even if its just for one night over there, ill drive you to school in the morning if you need" he added.

"okay, we will work it out, im proud of you for sticking up for yourself" you laughed softly, making him look down shyly. "did you take your medication today?" you remembered to ask suddenly

he looked up at you and pressed his lips together before hesitantly shaking his head, "uh...I forgot.."

you sigh, "okay, lets go take it" you grabbed his hand and went back into the kitchen, brushing past annie to get to the medicine cabinet.

You took notice of how the girl eyed you and your hand against his, making you smirk to yourself. Even if you and tae were just friends, you knew no one would ever be able to squeeze between you both, not kaito nor annie.

"here, bubs" you whisper, handing him his pill and a water bottle

"whats that?" annie spoke up, cutting up apples on your good cutting board you didnt even get to use yet, making your eye twitch.

"allergy meds" taehyung spoke up, taking a sip of water as you look back at him with sympathetic eyes, his face telling you to just not say anything. His ADHD was something he assumed he should be ashamed of, something people would always use to blame his behavior on.

He didnt want to be that, he just wanted to be Taehyung.

Annie nodded and patted her hands on her apron before moving to the next thing, engaging in conversation with taehyung. "so what were you saying before she came in?" she asked, catching you off guard as you threw your hands up and walked over to tidy the living room area.

"Oh I was just talking about the art thing and how-"

"tae.." you stopped fluffing the pillows to turn to him, making annie sigh as you once again interrupted their conversation.

"what?" he looked around, confused.

"why arent you working? todays a work day?"

"oh, uh-...."

Annie smiled, "I didnt know you had a job, where do you work?"

Tae looked between the two of you before speaking up, "well...I used to work at this buisn-"

"used to? you got fired??" you walked over and held his arm

"no no....I quit, like....last week" he huffed, seeming relieved to get it off his chest. "tae, why did you, what?? why would you do that?" you looked at him seriously, knowing that there was no income for you two anymore.

"because I plan to apply for college again, I have a whole thing in the works, y/n, I promise, I didnt just do it on a whim" he spoke quickly

"y/n, he can handle himself" annie sarcastically spoke with a smile

"kindly leave please, him and I need to talk" you finally looked back at her, making her plead to taehyung.

"what? but we were doing something!" she puts the rolling pin down when tae shrugged, "im sorry annie, ill text you okay?" he walked her out before apologizing again and shutting the door.

"well aint she the sweetest" you scoff and collapse on the couch. "come here please" you spoke calmly, wanting to approach this correctly. Taehyung walked over slowly and sat on the couch next to you, keeping his body close and away from you.

You took a deep breath in and looked at him, "tae, honey, why did you do that?"

he shrugged, sighing.

"look at me"

he turned his head around to you after a few seconds, revealing the tears in his eyes. "tae..."

you are quick to wrap him into your arms, "its ok, im not mad. I just wish you told me, everything makes more sense now" you mumble

"Im sorry for not saying anything, I was just so unhappy working there and I just had to leave" he chokes out, face hidden into your shoulder. your hand finds his hair as he gently pulls away.

"i'll find a side job or something, but I really am serious about this school thing" he quickly muttered as you wiped his tears.

"Its okay...I can probably pick up tutoring for Mrs.Chin again, she pays well and if I do it after classes everyday it'll probably be enough to sustain rent" you sigh, rubbing his arm.

you watched as the boys face was filled with regret and sadness, making your heart split in two. "dont tell my parents, please" he whispers

"no...of course not" you smile lightly, "ive learned my lesson"

Taehyung laughed and leaned back against the end of the couch, head looking up at the ceiling. "so....we can talk more later if you like, but for now lets go finish making that apple pie" you leaned into him jokingly, making him laugh.

You two got up and walked into the kitchen "why did you let her use my cutting board" you pouted

"im sorry" he smiled shyly "If it counts, I know nothing about how to bake, and if I was the one making the pie we would all be food poisoned."

you laughed, "i'll teach you"

You two sat in Taehyungs bedroom, both eating a slice of apple pie as he played some game on his Xbox, you watching.

"so..." you began, scarping your fork on your plate. "art, huh?"

he paused his game and turned to you, smiling, "what?"

"youre passionate about it?"

"yeah, I suppose" he shrugged, watching you get up and walk over to his desk. "I saw these on instagram, they are actually quite nice" you added, eyeing them over as he came up behind you. "yeah, those were just some doodling to be honest." he itched his neck.

"but uh, im working on something big. Can I show you?" he spoke, watching you nod before pulling a canvas from his closet and placing it down.

The sketch included an empty, bare forest of trees in the center of a town square, details to a perfect ten on even the smallest things. "Its not done, not in the slightest but..."

"woah.....holy shit tae, you...wow" you were actually in awe. You knew he liked art, but this was beyond anything youve seen from him, it genuinely made you feel something. "this is really beautiful, is this pencil work?"

"thank you" he mumbled shyly, a blush on his face, "yeah, its pencil, I plan to add color to everything but the tree, itll remain black and white." he spoke, looking it over himself.

"does it mean anything?" you pondered aloud.

"well...its like this, trees lose everything they have in the winter, no leaves no flowers, nothing, right?" he spoke as you listened, "yet they still are just...there, while everything continues to progress and move around them, because they know if they wait, whats theirs will grow back."

"wow...." you said again, truly speechless by his work. Clearly you underestimated him, because this is beyond anything youve seen.

He looked at you lovingly before clearing his throat and putting it away again, "yeah... its for this art contest that Annie told me about. Winner gets like, a cash prize, im not sure how much, but it doesnt matter because they also win a trip to a really cool art museum in Paris" he looked back at you.

"Paris?...wow tae, I have no doubts you will win this"

"dont jinx it" he teased, walking back to his chair.

you put your hands up in defense, giggling. "so is it an art show?" you asked, following him

"yeah, I was actually gonna ask if you wanted to come....the exhibit is all this week and I plan on going on friday....was gonna ask if you'd wanna come with?" he spoke quietly, hopeful tone evident.

"hmm..I would love to" you smiled and grabbed his plate to clear, heading towards the kitchen

"oh, also...." he sat up, making you turn to him. "whats up?" you ask,

"I know this is kinda odd, but would you mind if you just...like, slept in here tonight?"

your eyes widened at him, making him feel like he overstepped

"I shouldnt have said that im sorry, I just didnt sleep last night and I always fall asleep quickly with you"

you giggled quietly, "no its okay, ill sleep here alright?" you watched his face light up , nodding

"thank you..."

"what happened to your arm?" tae asked as you climbed into his bed and shut the light off.

"what do you mean?" you were confused, sitting the side opposite of him. Taehyung pointed to your wrist, oh...yeah, that.

"oh I burnt myself, curling iron. wasnt paying attention" you sighed as he frowned. "be careful, ok?"

you nodded, "ok"

once you both were in and under the covers, the silence was welcoming. To be fair, you slept best here too, and the last time you laid here the circumstances were completely different, so it was a bit weird.

You laughed to yourself when you heard his soft snores after a few minuets, he wasnt joking. you lifted your arm and raised your fingers across your wrist.

be careful

there was so much to be careful about, and if only he knew the full extent of it.

You looked over at the sleeping boy next to you before turning to your side and closing your eyes, allowing yourself to just be here, in his bed, in this very moment, because it gave you the safety and comfort you needed so badly

be careful .....

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onehyperfixationatatime · 2 years

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omg ur eddie drabbles are the only thing keeping me going after that finale :,( could i request something along the lines of reader getting bullied/mistreated because she’s dating eddie? and he feels all guilty about it and asks her to break up w him?

They hate you because they hate me

a/n: Not me JUMPING at my laptop the second I read this request- also I’m so glad they can be a light for you in this time of grief-😫💞

Warnings: mentions of asshole basketball players, things get TENSE. Slight violence.

“Really y/l/n, what the hell are you doing with that freak?” Jason’s words were harsh, and his tone was cruel. You and Eddie have been dating for a few weeks now, but you’ve been friends for a lot longer. Being friends with him, and being bullied yourself for years, you had heard about enough from people like Jason. But ever since word got out that you and Eddie Munson are now a couple, things have only gotten worse in that aspect.

“What’s it to you? Go screw yourself Jason,” you tell him. The blonde haired boy’s eyebrows narrow, a look of irritation now on his face. He makes eye contact with Andy before looking back at you, reaching one hand out and pushing it against your locker next to your head. He’s only a few inches from your face now. “Clean yourself up a little and you could do so much better,” he says, looking down at your lips, then back to your eyes. Holding your books closer to your chest, you take a deep breath.

“Hell, I’d fuck her,” Andy says to Jason with a laugh. The two had basically cornered you at your locker. “Get away from me,” you say firmly. “Yeah? You know i bet it would’nt be too hard to get in her pants. I mean from what i’ve heard…” Jason says to Andy with an evil smirk, looking you up and down at the end of his sentence. “Fuck you,” you say, trying to move away from the boys and walk away. Andy stands in your way and Jason practically pins you to the locker. “You better watch your fucking mouth, freak.”

Eddie sighs, walking out of the boy’s bathroom and down the hallway towards his next class. His heart stops for a moment when he sees you standing at your locker, pinned there by jason and Andy. Then the rage hits him. He storms over to you and pushes Jason off of you. “Oh well look who it is,” Jason says, looking at Eddie. Eddie swings once and Jason nearly falls over from the force of the punch. Andy starts to go for Eddie but Jason puts his hand up, signaling for Andy to step down.

“You touch her again, and i will have your head on a goddamn stick. Both of you,” Eddie spits out,. He turns to you, seeing how hard you’re trying to keep from breaking down, “Let’s go” he says, leading you out of the building. There’s only one more period before the bell rings, so he decides it wont be the end of the world for the two of you to miss one class.

You follow him out of the school and to his van. Once you’re in he looks at you, placing a hand on your cheek. “Are you okay? Y/n I’m so sorry baby, fuck. It’s going to be okay, alright? I’m not going to let him lay another finger on you.” You lean into his hand on your cheek, closing your eyes and letting a few tears fall. “I’m okay now Eddie, thank you,” you say shakily. You kiss his hand and he returns it with a kiss on your forehead. “Let’s get out of here, huh?” he says.

The drive back is silent. You’re still kind of shaken up, and Eddie’s mind is racing as well. He cant help but blame himself. He knew before you even got together that people would bully you if you two ever started dating. He can’t help but feel like he never should have confessed his feelings for you. If he had’nt, none of this would be happening right now.

The thoughts don’t go away, they keep plaguing him the whole way back to his trailer. When you arrive, he follows you inside and tosses his keys on the table. “Want me to get you something more comfortable to wear? I can get you one of my shirts, and um, sweatpants?” he asks. You nod, taking a seat. He mirrors your nod before running to his bedroom. Digging through his drawers he grabs one of his shirts and a pair of sweatpants and brings them out to you. “Does this work?” he asks. “Yeah, of course. Thank you,” you smile at him. You take the clothes from him and go into the bathroom to change.

When you come out Eddie suggests you watch a movie or light up and listen to music to get your mind off of things. He honestly wants to get his mind off of things too. He has an awful sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. ‘This is all your fault. You never should have said anything to her. Now what are you going to do? They will put her through hell. Just her being with you puts her at risk. Who knows what would have happened if you hadnt seen them when you did? What if next time they do something worse?’ Eddie thinks to himself.

The two of you decide to listen to music and smoke. Eddie admits you are the better roller, so he decides to let you roll the joint. You’re feeling a lot better now. Eddie makes everything better, and you always feel safe when you are around him. But while you’re rolling, you can tell something is wrong with Eddie. He just seems… off.

“Eds? Whats wrong baby?” you ask him. “Nothing. Nothing its just… Y/n im so sorry that happened. I’m sorry for what you’re going through just because you’re dating me. You dont deserve that shit,” he tells you. “Eddie it’s okay. Really. I’m not going to let those assholes get to me, and you shouldn't either.”

He shakes his head, watching as you lick the paper and finish rolling the joint. “No, its not okay. It’s not okay y/n what if i hadn’t gotten there when i did? What happens next time? I will always do everything in my power to protect you, but i cant be with you every second. I dont want to put you at risk.” Eddie’s voice shakes, showing that he is trying not to cry. “Uh, s-so i think maybe… maybe um,” he cant bring himself to finish that sentence.

“Maybe what? Are you trying to break up with me? Eddie i will be fine, i dont care what they do i love you,” you say, putting the notebook you were rolling the joint on to the side. You move closer to him and look into his eyes. “I love you Edward Munson. And I am not going to let you push me away.” Eddie shakes his head, taking your hands from his face and holding them in his. “Baby i dont want to. Fuck i really dont want to. But I can’t do this knowing that every second i am with you i am making you a target. Please, just… I cant do it, god damnit,” he says, getting frustrated with himself. “They hate you, because they hate me, okay? I-I know you’ve been treated like shit by these assholes your whole life, i know that. But today… That could have been so much worse y/n. It is getting worse. And i need you to be safe. I love you, i need you to be safe.”

You shake your head, looking him straight in the eyes. “No. I am not going anywhere. I am going to stay right here. I will be just fine, okay? I dont care what happens i just want you Eddie. Do you understand? It’s you and me against the world. They can say whatever they want, we’ll just flip them the bird and look the other way. You’re my soulmate, Munson. You are never going to lose me. Okay?” Eddie nods, pulling you in for a tight embrace. “Fuck,” he says through tears. “I’m sorry, I love you. I just don’t know what i would do if something happened to you.”

#eddie munson #stranger things 4 #stranger things #stranger things volume 2 #stranger things fanfic #stranger things imagines #stranger things drabbles #eddie x reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson x reader

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croutonconfidential · 2 years

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if gotham had a guardian spirit this is absolutely what i belive gotham worl look like

the pins on her trenchcoat represent some rouges or key parts of Gotham (who is technically 'they' on account of... what's the proper pronoun for a city? cuz i don't know but let's go with 'she' cuz i can't imagine Gotham being a 'he' for some reason but 'they is valid since Gotham is a city and therefore beyond gender) and all the little pins she wearing represent either rouges or key parts of what makes Gotham (since its probably hard to see them here's a list (there's one for the penguin. riddler, two face, Wayne tech and the court of owls, and i guess the batterangs and fear bombs in her trenchcoat pockets count for batman and scarecrow, there's even a bangle over her boot for cat woman cuz i love her and i want her seen)

cuz of the cannon fact that Gotham is built over a Lazarus pit i had this idea for it being why Gotham has a spirit, that and the ley lines, door to hell(whatever the heck it said on the wiki cuz there's different earth where all those things are cannon either way) Gotham is probably one of the few cities with a spirit

i totally headcanon her bleeding Lazarus juice/ectoplasm-ish stuff (i got inspired from danny phantom dc crossover talk sue me) and since she represents the city itself i feel like her appearance would shift a bit, like the colors of her clothes would shift a few shades to match with the majority of what Gotham's people are wearing or smething like that

oki story with the pearls I Imagine after alls said and done(ie: nerfing joker and victor szazs and fixing the city up) Gotham goes up to bruce and gives him his mothers pearls from the night she and Thomas got murdered and they're all stringed back together and cleaned up expertly (cuz Gotham is all its people, that includes the swanky people that know how to take care of pearls so id assume she can get that knowledge easy cuz if Gotham is Gotham id imagine her being omnipotent in city limits) and she just gives him a hug cuz goddammit she may have gotten sick and tired of the revolving door of rouges but the bat clan was the some of the only people trying to fix and change Gotham for the better instead of just surviving and living in their comfy little boxes

(omigod there should be this thing where Gotham mothers all her babies as cryptid mom. every parent is triple parenting with Gotham and not even knowing it. let her find all the lost toys and stuffed animals that kids cant get cuz they left it somewhere they couldn't retrieve them. show me Gotham ghost nanny! this would hit all the feels. and she'd parent everyone cuz every person that lives in Gotham is her baby, no one is safe from the love of Gotham.)

and oh dip Gotham, my babe, she would have felt really sad ending joker cuz clown or not that was one of hers and she knew who he was before the chemical jacuzzi happened but she knew that joker was only a shade of who he once was and now he was an infection of crazy that was screwing up the city

it would have been like cutting out an infected wound and cauterizing it, painful but necessary but painful nonetheless

and Gotham was still Gotham her people's blood flow in her street andinto her storm drains. she knows violence, Gotham is only as capable as her people, she would be brutal when seeking her dues because the property damage hurt her form, from the body to her clothes but most of all it hurt her citizens and so many are dead

but even in her crusade, there are those she doesn't touch who some would argue should not have been spared of Gotham's retribution

but the thing is that while Gotham couldn't stand by anymore to watch the serial killers run rampant Gotham is a city of crime, its been a constant since its inception, and even the rouges belong to Gotham. she was covered in blood and she will die in blood but she refused to drown in it

crime is what defines Gotham, there's a dark and lightness to every city but Gotham has always been a little darker than most. and some would argue that it's that darkness that makes Gotham whole

after all, even bats retire in their caves when the sun comes up

@im-totally-not-an-alien-2 (i thought youd like to see this since you had ideas for this and i dont know how to fricking approach people on tumblr so this is how im doing it, but anyway thanks for being a major source of inspo for this!)

#this is somehow turning into a fic #i didnt sign up for this #i just wanted to draw #dc #dcu #spirit of gotham #fanfic ideas #im bullying bruce here #gotham looks kinda pasty ngl #its cuz she dont get any sun #dc fanart #kinda dc x dp

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roobylavender · 3 months

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considering what you have spoken about regarding selina do you also get frustrated with like…i cant quite explain it but sometimes especially in more recent years shes been posed or positioned like some sort of damsel that needs a big strong man to save her and like im not saying she should be portrayed with the “hollywood level feminism” for lack of a better term im just think about how old versions of selina would have hated that. like im just thinking of anytime in the reeves movie where bruce grabs her or forces her mouth shut or even when he didnt allow her to kill falcone and im just thinking she should claw the fuck out of him for that. i just miss a version of selina who wouldnt allow anyone to walk all over her personal autonomy like that

oh absolutely! in fact this is specifically why i can't stand loeb's take on her character lol (and as we both know that was a significant point of reference for the reeves film). it's really jarring to transition from her volume one and two canon to the long halloween / dark victory / when in rome. i think a lot of people tend to latch onto these books because tim sale's art is to die for and it's obv hard not to enjoy a good murder mystery. in that aspect they're still books i can enjoy in isolation. but i find it very difficult to enjoy them as a selina fan specifically because in every single one it's like she's looking for solace and security in a man and i'm not sure why. like what was so bad about her original backstory of having a deadbeat dad (whether you ascribe to the volume one or volume two version of him) and why did she need to go looking for her "real" father in carmine falcone. why did she need to seek out temporary boytoy relief in italy. why did she dream about being saved by bruce. none of it really has a reason other than to create a "lack" in her for the sake of it being there, because she'd never needed a man like that before in her post-crisis narrative. as you mentioned it was quite to the contrary and she was fiercely independent and protective of her own peace, esp from men. when she felt empty or without a connection or lifeline to someone real, it was mostly about people like maggie or holly or arizona. her people

what i think it ultimately comes down to are two things: the first thing is the diminishment of her post-crisis origins. after all, it's convenient to ignore how distrustful selina is of people, and of men with power at their leisure to abuse specifically, when her post-crisis origins are no longer relevant to her personal characterization. although selina's status as a sex worker is more prominent now, it was more or less completely swept under the rug for the bulk of volume two. loeb also refused to engage with it in any capacity. it only really resurfaced with the conclusion to volume two because it drew direct parallels to how we initially found her in volume one, and then brubaker expanded on it once again in his take on the character, which was notably juxtaposed against a pre-existing romance with bruce and brings me to the second thing. i've already waxed about this at length so this may very well be recap but i really don't think selina's lack of control over her personal autonomy can be divorced of the modern portrayal of the romance. when selina looking for security and understanding and comfort in bruce is what drives the romance forward there's not much room to maintain her original values and guarded demeanor, if not her outright defensiveness and hostility. a lot of people look at the extensive trauma selina has experienced and argue that she deserves to be in a relationship with someone who allows her to let those walls down. this isn't incorrect in theory. but it does repeatedly ignore who she is. it's kind of like the point i was making about bruce yesterday. exploring the inherently abusive nature of robin or of bruce's right to his children in light of that fact is interesting to do, but the actual execution has rarely managed to take into account who bruce actually is

for however nice it might be for selina to let her walls down romantically and look for solace in bruce—and i say this mostly for the sake of argument, personally i would argue against its necessity—it's realistically not something she's actually going to do. at least not as willfully as she's been portrayed to. realistically she's going to make it extremely hard, which if anything is precisely the appeal. i love it when selina gives bruce a hard time. i love that it's not supposed to be easy or maybe even a possibility for him to win her over bc there's so much about his own ideological stances that's flawed and in opposition to her own. she doesn't have to be any less unrelenting in her principles and worldview for that romance between them to be compelling bc at the end of the day the entire crux of it is that against all odds bruce cares. for however wrong he thinks she might be in a given moment or in her stance against the government, he knows who she is and how hard she's fought and what she's survived and it makes him sympathetic to her because she's real. she's a wonderful character through which to explore the logical limits of bruce's self-righteousness and categorization of crime, as well as a wonderful mirror to hold up to his face as he starts to ask himself whether what he's doing is really the only means of keeping the city safe. and the novelty of it all is that you don't have to sacrifice her character for any of that to be true. writers have simply deluded themselves into believing that they have to and that's why we are where we are today

#you're so real about the reeves movie btw i think she should have kicked him off of a building personally #outbox #also not something i mentioned above but i think a looooot of people cling to bronze age selina #because it was purportedly her first 'positive' portrayal. personally i would argue against that though #i think her golden age iteration was plenty 'positive' and there was an inherent understanding that although she loved supervillainy #she wasn't necessarily evil in a way comparable to other rogues. she always had an inclination towards mercy and bruce Noticed that #which is what made their relationship really interesting. bc she was committing crimes and in his head he was like #yeaaaah she's wrong. but she's also not hurting anyone per se. and she's so pretty. let me turn a blind eye it's fine #these were more generic ideas that newell subsequently rewrapped in new skin and then further developed along a political lens #but i think a lot of people comparatively prefer bronze age selina bc it fully embraced a romance in the most traditional sense #so at the end of the day a lot of the fan sentiment really comes down to preferring wish fulfillment over good storytelling. at least imo #bronze age selina to me is one of the most boring characters ever. and i also hate that she has to 'prove' she's no longer villainous to br #to bruce. and the fact that he suspects her. like since the 40s it's been word of law by the ogs that bruce Doesn't suspect her #he's the first person to not suspect her while everyone around him is judging him for it #i know writers and perspectives change etc etc but when that's what the original creators of both characters are telling you #i feel like it has to hold some weight #so yeah. bronze age might as well be the shit under my shoe it's so boring and bland and most of all ahistorical #bronze age batkat i mean

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