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sea-buns · 18 days

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hey to a gorgug liker what do you think about his nightmare section from sophomore year? cause I feel like the horror there is less “ah my grandparents were racist” and more “fuck am I being a stereotype? are the people who hate me right about me?” cause wrt to his having to modulate between barbarian and artificer in fhjy it’s like. idk

oh boy do I have thoughts

Tbh, I had zero recollection of the racism stuff until reading this. It was just SO MINOR. His trial in the forest felt really lackluster to me. I feel like everyone else's really dug into an issue at the core of their character and his felt more like "everyone is getting a trial, what do we do for gorgug?" And idk if that was just a bad delivery/call on Brennan's part or if it could have been helped by Zac engaging more in it but it just. Didn't feel like anything. It was a lot more about the dice than the horror of the claustrophobia and the bugs and you've never fit in anywhere you live to make yourself smaller wherever you go you're just the loser who hits hard. Like yeah I guess there was an overarching theme of Gorgug gaining confidence in himself but it was done very poorly imo.

And I think his trial in the forest was wrong for putting such an emphasis on his intelligence. I think that would have been much better suited in fy, back when he was still being heavily bullied, but beyond that it felt like a quick and easy thing for them to grab. Yes, he had insecurities about his intelligence with all the complications with Zelda. But, to me, the focus of fhsy was his HEART. It put a spotlight on how his social circle has grown, and his bully is his friend now, and he's not alone anymore. His interactions with Ayda, the friendship book, trying to help Fabian, I believe in you spring break, it's Gorgug keep going. I made a post earlier in the season (including a great addition by another user) that I think articulates that emphasis on his emotional intelligence very well.

Fhjy HOWEVER. I think it's doing everything that sy failed at. It's giving him space to have an inner conflict. It's addressing lots of little issues and conflicts he's had over the campaign and combining them into one coherent piece. Like, guy was in a relationship pretty much all of fy, and then dealt with the fallout in sy, but I don't think we've EVER seen as much quality relationship development with Gorgug as we have in jy. He and Fig spent an entire summer together trapped in a tour bus and no season has indicated that bond and friendship more than this one. He and Riz have found something to bond over, meanwhile in previous seasons there was pretty much zero one-on-one personal interaction between them. Fabian expressed sadness over Gorgug leaving the Owlbears, because it was the only thing they had that was just for them to hang out and be friends.

Just with that, we're already doing leagues more with Gorgug's character than we ever have. And I haven't even STARTED on his barbificier journey, oh dear god lmao.

Gonna preface this bit with a post I made before the season even started. It was about Zac's steady improvement in his performances with every PC, and how I was predicting that it was gonna culminate into a Gorgug that does him the justice he deserves. It was initially supposed to be a criticism, but I got a little lost in the sauce of loving my boy lol. Still very relevant to the topic of this ask!

God, where do I START?? Addressing his relationship with rage? I'll be honest, I didn't think that would ever be used as a character arc. And I'm not even sure why I've felt that way. I just didn't think... I didn't think about how he might've had a dislike for his own rage. Like, the WAY he rages isn't bad by any means, but I don't think it ever crossed my mind how actually harmful his lessons to sing to combat rage were. No, I did not like the way Porter went about teaching him (a bit too unsupportive of his capabilities and reminiscent of shitty teachers for my liking). But his point about EMBRACING anger; that rage is not bad and does not— should not— need to be stifled. THAAAAT. That opened up such an interesting dialogue for Gorgug.

I do appreciate the beginnings of Gorgug's interest in artificing in fhsy. I think the crumbs of it back then did a great job of leading into his larger commitment to multiclassing. And I think what he's been doing with it this season is exactly what was lacking in his section of the nightmare forest. His trial was a puzzle, based entirely on die rolls, where his solution after failing even when he's assisted by the enemy is to essentially give up. I understand that facing their fears was the whole point of the trials, but his section came off as incredibly anticlimactic and unfulfilling. Just the fact that it was a trial based on stat numbers more than the development of the character itself.

Where junior year succeeds in actually showcasing his intelligence and the evolution of the worth he holds in himself is with the hands-on approach it takes. Yes, the academic rolls are still dice and stats, but there's a physical manifestation that wasn't there before. Gorgug is smart when it comes to getting his hands dirty. It is in the practical applications of his skills that his brand of intelligence shines the most.

And while, once again, I did not LIKE Porter's heavy resistance to multiclassing....I have to admit that I don't think Gorgug would have had such a boost in confidence without that struggle. Even if my boy had trouble expressing it to Porter verbally, HE STOOD UP FOR HIMSELF. Instead of simply rolling over and agreeing that he wasn't built for a technical class and it was stupid to try– he was DEFIANT.

The kid who said "I'm a dumbass. Eat me you stupid bug." took on FOUR CLASSES. Three school years worth of artificer simultaneously. AND stayed with the Owlbears. AND went along on party missions to help Kristen's candidacy. AND was always on deck to help the party with the overarching plotline.

AND HE ACED IT!!! THE FIRST BARBIFICER THAT THE AGUEFORT ADVENTURING ACADEMY HAS EVER SEEN!!!!! He is paving the way for every unprecedented multiclass that follows.

Just in comparison to who he was in the previous season, the amount of drive and self-worth he's gained is astounding. In my eyes, it's done more than enough to makeup for the way his development fell flat in sophomore year.

i hope this fulfilled the ask in the way you were hoping! i told you i'd get carried away lmao. writing a bunch about any of zac's characters is always such a joy. gorgug had always been my favorite of the bad kids but i always found myself wishing he went deeper, y'know? and now it's real. my precious anxious boy has been handled so well. and watching zac's growth as a performer has been such a blast.

thanks for the ask! :D

#hope i dont talk in circles too many times #im not even gonna think about how long i spent lol #ya hit a certain point where youre like 'does that feel exactly right?' and then u go fuck it we aint perfect #ive done that a lot with just any writing thing in my life especially in school #but i feel like i followed through a lot better with this than i have with a loooong essay/analysis/post in awhile #so that feels good. certainly helps when its a thing you really love lol #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high junior year #fhjy spoilers #fhjy #fantasy high #fh #fantasy high sophomore year #fhsy #gorgug thistlespring #character analysis #asks #anon ask

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jellyluvr · 10 months

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hi omg this is my first request im sorry if dont make sense 😭

could you do a fluff Kyle x female reader story where the reader plays Lana Del Rey in her headphones (the ones where zoe puts those headphones on kyle ifykwim) and Kyle is curious and tries it on himself and loves it (can be any song if yk her) And like kyle becomes a huge fan of Lanas music after listening to her music for weeks lol

(also I love ur work)

Dark tonight

- Kyle spencer x gn!reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Alright Lolita is a bop so I'm gonna use that even though it might not fit the vibe. Also ty!!

Slow burn!!

Tw: none, just fluff

S: Kyle has a fit and he like ur headphones and wants to put them on

(Idk how to do summaries clearly)

And the title has nothing to do with the story btw. I'm just too lazy to add like 900 words about them sleeping or something idk.

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You sat down in your bed, reaching down under it for your headphones. You pulled out the spikey pair, grabbing your ipod and plugging them in before scrolling through your songs. You clicked your tongue to the beat you preferred, one part of you expecting for it to pull up the exact song you wanted.

Eventually after clicking the button at least 100 times you found Lolita- Lana del ray. You played the song, placing on your clunky headphones before placing them on your head. You leaned back on your bed, grabbing a note book while you wrote some stuff down that needed to be done.

Everyone was quite pushy if you didn't do something, and since Madison was on your ass all the time you had to do it. And speaking of which (Or witch cuz she's a witch 😉), she walked down the hallway, peeking her head through your door with her fuzzy hat and slutty dress.

"Can you go out or something? It's embarrassing seeing you so lonely." She stared at you for a moment, rolling her eyes as she realized you were just ignoring her. She then went back out, her heels clicking and growing deaf as she got farther.

You knew you weren't the most popular.. you were just there. Nothing special.. just a girl. You knew it wasn't the best look for the coven either, but you weren't able to change yourself. The whole point was to be unique. And, you had quite the fan base outside the coven house so you weren't too worried about it.

Soon, as you wrote, you began to doodle. Your favorite thing to write was little sun's and moons. It was a therapeutic thing to do. Sometimes you even put sunglasses on the sun like a child. But, it was still very enjoyable.

So, while you doodled and drew, your door creaked open some, the big bad man standing in it. Or kyle.. it was just kyle.

Little to your knowledge, he had been watching you for a few minutes. He had originally been following Madison for her.. needs.. but he was drawn to the yellow light coming from your room. The white in the coven house was intoxicating.. even kyle knew that, but you had always seemed to make it look good.

As kyle watched, he took note to your headphones in his zombie brain. He couldn't think much, all that was floating around in there was mostly words. Words like big ones.. he still had trouble saying two. Or though.. and the way they were spelled was so much more confusing. Kyle grunted at the thought, closing his eyes with frustration. He couldn't control his body well, and he obviously hadn't caught on to not close your eyes.

But, the grunt caught your attention regardless. Even with the headphones and Lana's wonderful vocals, you still heard the grunt he made. Although, you knew immediately who it was. You looked over, seeing Kyle's hands in his hair as he tugged at it some, trying to somehow calm himself.

You jumped out of bed, taking off your headphones in a flash before running over and stopping him. It was a rule. You couldn't let him hurt himself.. even if it was the most subtle. You weren't allowed to let him. Everyone knew.

"Don't do that! You know that's bad, Kyle." You scolded him, pulling his hands out of his hair as he made a low growl in response. He opened his eyes, closing them quickly again as he tugged his hands from yours covering his face. Great.

"Hey! Hey.. no.. no kyle." You sighed, realizing he was having one of his fits. You stared down at him as he slid down the wall, beginning to cry. He overreacted too much, but he couldn't help it. And either way, his cries were heartbreaking.

You walked over to him, his head peeking out from his hands some, his body flinching in response. You got down to his level, your hands on his as you slowly pulled his hands down, trying your best to comfort him. "It's okay. It's okay kyle. Don't be sad." Kyle's face still had that bruise from the crash, and your heart ached knowing what he had been through. You had to help him in some way, and you bit down on your lip thinking of what to do.

He needed a hug maybe? But he probably wouldn't like that.. good things? Like compliments possibly? Or just talk to him.. help him with words?

"Kyle, c'mon." You stood up, holding his hand while he got up as well, you leading him into your room. Kyle's mind was mostly blank. I mean, there wasn't much to think about for him. When he was angry he'd only be angry because he wasn't able to respond correctly. He knew his reactions were stupid.. or dumb.. or just unnecessary, but he simply couldn't control it.

Kyle walked into your room, noticing the headphones again. He found interest in those.. the spikes enticed him and he felt an urge to poke his hand with them. So, he walked over and did just that, yelping in response. "Hurt!" He pulled his hand back, looking at the headphones as if they had done it to him.

"Kyle! Oh my god.. you can't do that-" Kyle picked up the headphones, being very sure to not touch the spikes as he looked as if he was about to smash them. You snatched the headphones, watching your ipod fall to the floor from the headphones still being connected.

"You can't do that either.." you sighed, picking up the items, setting them on your bed before putting yourself on it as well. You looked at Kyle's face, his tears gone and his eyebrows furrowed. He seemed angry? Jesus.. what was it now?

"Why?" He asked, sitting down on the bed, almost making you leap up from his weight. He was a big guy.. Definitely not the one to get in a fight with. But he was a sweet little guy.. despite his anger issues and fits he was the equivalent to a lost puppy. A cute puppy.

But, besides the point he was obviously confused. Maybe he just didn't understand you..

"It's bad. If you break the headphones then they'll break. And I'll never be able to use them again." You smiled slightly, kind of irritated by him. You never really interacted with him so you never really knew what to do. But, you did know not to let him throw a fit. One thing you were told to do was be happy. Or look smaller.. less threatening. Even though he was fucking humongous, it was better to seem like a bug rather than a bigger threat.

Kyle really wasn't a big bad man. He was really just misunderstood. Poor guy never even got to experience life. And he died trying to protect Madison. Only if he knew what she'd do to him. Kyle was just a sweet guy trapped in some zombie body. That's why it was important for you to make him learn how to talk. So he could express himself correctly.

"Why don't we watch something? Like uhm.." you weren't too sure what was appropriate for him. Dora? That was so childish though.. but maybe that'd help him. "Dora?" You suggested, Kyle seeming even more confused. "Doooooor...ahh.." he sounded it out, but he clearly had no idea what that was. Without even being able to think of something, Kyle snatched your ipod, holding it in his large hand. Hot pink... classy. Kyle looked at the song playing, it being well.. a very attractive woman in his opinion. He stared for a moment looking. "Who is?" He looked up at you, his hand barely clutching the ipod. He would've crushed it, and he knew it was dear to you. Especially the headphones.. he didn't like when people got mad at him. He tried to prevent it the best he could.

"Lana del ray.. but let's do something else. Do you know your abc's?" Kyle shut that idea down immediately. "No." He moved his hand away from yours, still holding the iPod as you tried to take it from him. He wouldn't let go.. "come on kyle.. give it back." You said sternly, holding out your hand as his empty eyes stared back. "No.. who is?" He asked once more. You sighed, looking back at the ipod before shifting back up to his face.

"She's a singer. She's like really popular.. now give it back." You thought for a moment, but then realized being nicer was better. "Please?" You added, looking up at him with a smile. Kyle looked down at the ipod, then at the headphones connected to them before picking them up and looking. He was also very careful not to touch the spikes. He wanted to do what you had been doing earlier. He wanted them on his ears.. but he wasn't sure on how to put them on his ears.

"H-help." He was still learning that word, so he stuttered a little but the point still came across. You looked down at the headphones, then back up at Kyle. Letting him listen to one song wouldn't hurt. "Okay, but just one." Kyle's eye brows furrowed. "One song... sorry." Kyle was still very confused. He had no idea what a song was but it seemed really hard to spell.

You picked up the headphones, Kyle growing a little smile as his dimples peeked out. It really was adorable.. he was so cute effortlessly. You couldn't disappoint his adorable face. That would be a crime, so you placed the headphones on him, Kyle trying to get used to the feeling. You looked at the song that was playing and paused it, thinking of what to play. Lolita..? Maybe he'd like that? I mean, it was catchy. He'd probably get accustomed to it, so you went to your library and looked, the little click of the button ringing in your ears.

You found it, clicking on it before it began to play. Kyle's face still had the slight smile, but then his brows furrowed some, his mouth opening slightly. "Ooo.." he mumbled, his eyes traveling the room as he listened to her. He was clearly beginning to like it because he started to clench his fists to the beat. It was a little weird to watch.. you couldn't lie, but it was adorable seeing him enjoy something.

You giggled some, seeing his face turn into a smile as the song got even better. "Like." Your heart almost collapsed. He was so cute.. so adorable. Like a little kitten. Or a puppy.. your heart was healing just watching him listen to the song. But, soon it came to an end, but thankfully another song was to the rescue. Another Lana song played, and Kyle was quick to like her.

He grew more excited, but everyday would end. End with him going to your room and listening to songs. You wondered how he'd freak out if there was speakers. Or if you got a picture of her. Mainly you thought he had maybe a little crush, but that was his business. Either way, he looked like an adorable little man listening to Lana del ray. Honestly, he was slowly turning into the perfect boyfriend.

When you'd be his, of course.

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Alright here's the kyle fluff finally!! Also one paragraph got moved somewhere and I basically just did a puzzle trying to find the right placement and I think i got it right but if there's a mistake sorry! I did proofread tho so that's good! 👍

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ssa-atlas-alvez · 11 months

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when they're on cases and he can't sleep cowboy! reader just stares at the ceiling. normally he would bake or play with buddy or something at home but on trips he just stares and tries to sleep. jj has rolled over and looked across the room to find him awake one too many times.

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Description: cowboy reader can't sleep :(

Warnings: can't sleep (idk if it's insomnia tho), very tired reader, I think that's all

A/N: so the coffee dialogue has been sat in my notes without a fic idea for ages and I thought it might fit nicely here so I went for it lol

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Sleep was not coming to you. Like at all. It had been an hour and a half and all you had done was count the number of lights on the ceiling and judge their decor. There were only twelve small lights, but when you had finished counting you played small games - matching different lights to others, trying to make shapes in your head with the lights. Honestly you felt like you were going a bit insane.

You wiggled slightly as you sighed. This was worse than torture. You were tired, your eyes were tired and yet, no sleep would come to you. This was the second night. You would groan loudly, if it weren't for JJ sleeping soundly on the bed next to you.

The team had been given three rooms, one of which was being shared by Morgan, Reid, and Prentiss, the other by Rossi and Hotch, and finally, a room for you and JJ. You had tried to tell them that this layout made absolutely zero sense, but they weren't having it. And so, you and JJ departed from the rest of the group slightly flustered with Morgan whistling loudly.

And here you were. You were tempted to just stop trying to sleep and get back to work but you don't think your brain would function right now. You kind of wanted to bake something. Maybe the kitchen was open. Until you remembered it was half two in the morning. You missed Buddy.

You missed any form of communication with another human being.

Damn, you're spiralling already? Think of something, quick! Er, lizards are cool. You nod to yourself. It's true, lizards are cool.

"Are you okay?" A voice draws you out of your lizard thoughts.

"Huh?" It took you a minute to register, "Oh yeah can't sleep,'

"That sucks," JJ said, sitting up slightly, "Is there anything that helps?"

"Playin' with Buddy and bakin'," You said, shrugging. You gave a small yawn, "You go back to sleep, we need to be up in about..." You looked at the time, "Three hours."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine," You shrugged, "Sleep well." She falls asleep instantly and you find yourself mesmerised by her. Eyelashes flushed against her cheek, you drew yourself out of your thoughts for a moment, turning away from her and to the ceiling.

You sighed, the ceiling no longer seemed interesting. You began to run the case over in your head. It felt like you were missing something. Something crucial, but what?

There was something about it. He wasn't sloppy - he wasn't leaving any DNA or physical evidence. He wasn't thinking irrationally. It just appeared irrational. Like his crimes weren't fully developed. Like he wasn't fully developed. Because he was a teenager! You mentally slapped yourself for not seeing it sooner as you bolted up. You had to talk to Hotch!

You grabbed one of the room keys on the table and practically ran out of the door. It was the only thing that made sense!

When you reached the door, you knocked - fairly loudly, but by accident. Within a minute Hotch opened the door (wearing a pajama t-shirt and checkered pajama pants).

"S'rry sir," You apologised before quickly getting into your train of thought, "The unsub's not sloppy, seems like it but its not. He's organised, he's not irrational but his crimes aren't developed. What if its 'cause he's still developin'?"

"You think he's a teenager?" You nodded, "That would make a lot of things make sense." He paused for a moment, taking in your appearance, "Have you slept at all?"

"Does blinkin' count?"

"No,"

"Then no."

"Get some sleep," Hotch said with a sigh, "I'll see you at six." You nodded, turning away and hearing Aaron lock the door behind you.

You were absolutely exhausted the next morning, two nights of pretty much no sleep (you had managed a whole hour both nights). You were going to need a lot of coffee and maybe a nap this afternoon.

You had only been at work for three hours when Hotch approached you. You were at the coffee machine.

"Ah sh't…" You mumble, dragging a hand over you face as the coffee machine bleeps angrily at you. Seeing Hotch, you turned to him for a moment before turning back to the coffee machine. "Hotch? Think I broke the c'ffee."

"Y/n?" You look up at him as you forced your eyes to stay open - despite them trying to flutter shut. "You need to get some sleep."

"'M not even tired." Hotch raised and eyebrow and you sighed, "Fine. But only thirty minutes..."

You walked the few steps to the couch in the break room, letting yourself practically collapse into it. You're immediately rewarded with sleep.

Two hours later (although it only felt like five minutes), Morgan gently shook you awake.

"Mmm, go 'way, 'm trynna sleep." You mumbled, turning over in hopes Morgan would just walk away.

There's a small smile, voice slightly higher in pitch, "There's been another body." JJ says.

You force your eyes open for a moment before trying to wipe the sleep from them. "There in five…" You grumbled, ignoring Morgan's rather loud huff.

You stood up, rubbing your eyes once more as you did. "Someone's not a morning person." Morgan teased lightly.

"'M too tired to argue with you, Morgan," You mumbled as you tried your best to stifle a yawn.

Luckily, within the next four hours, you had caught the unsub. "Can I have the couch on the jet please?" You yawned as Morgan cuffed him. "I think I might actually be able to get some sleep."

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iwritenarrativesandstuff · 8 months

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What are some characters you'll like to see interact more that hasn't done so much in the series?

Oooo ok this is tricky and the second I post this I'll probably think of more!

I listed a few duos I'd like to see explored more a while back! I'm a bit lazy to go back and link to it now but I remember wanting to see more Dazai and Kyouka, Fukuzawa with young Yosano after she'd just been brought to the Agency, Aya and Akutagawa, and my favourite joke duo, Odasaku and Adam. Here's a few others I thought of:

Gin and Ryuunosuke: Please let them interact in canon. Please. They are literally siblings.

Margaret and literally anyone: Please. She has such an interesting set up. Where are we going with her? Can we elaborate on her situation? Her story? I just want her to interact with characters beside Nathaniel. I'd love to see her encounter Akutagawa again actually... could be really interesting.

Wells and literally anyone: Bring her back... I miss her... :'(

Mushitarou and Ango: ...me and the three other mushiango shippers crying for more of them... (but really I just think they're an interesting duo. *slaps both of them* these two can fit so much grief and regret)

Aya and Jouno: I'd like them to meet up again. I just think they could have a neat dynamic, with Jouno having faith in her without needing to know of her capabilities, simply because he knows she (and any civilian) would be underestimated. Also, both with the whole "justice as a choice" thing. Idk. Something there.

Chuuya and Atsushi: PLEASE. I need to see it so bad. Why have they not directly interacted yet? It seems intentional to me.

Naomi and Dazai: We get hints that Dazai actually teaches Naomi tricks and strategy advice. I'd like to actually see it!

Mori and Fukuchi: They were both at Tokoyami Island during the war! They may have actually met before this!!! I hope we elaborate on this soon. ...also I want both Fukuzawa's exes to meet and for there to be drama because it's funny to me. Bonus points if Mori shows up while Fukuzawa is still bleeding out on the ground. Old man yaoi showdown... (I am kidding :P)

Teruko and Natsume: These two authors had a real connection! Teruko was a student of his. I'd love if they pulled that into the series somehow!

Natsume and Agatha: OKAY, so this is based off irl Natsume's real exchange to Britain he went on. He hated it there lol. That's why I'm hoping for interactions between these two… and I hope they cannot stand each other. Maybe something happened between Natsume and the Order of the Clock Tower and they parted on bad terms. They meet again and the two are just all smiles as Agatha pours tea and Natsume rests his hands on his cane and they think of how much they wish they could laser beam the other to death. Idk. I like the concept tbh.

And these are just silly and self-indulgent:

Sigma and Tsujimura: if Sigma turns out to actually be Ian Fleming, I demand they meet and have a Bond-esque secret agent adventure.

Katai, Kunikida, and Higuchi: my dream crack trio that definitely makes no sense but I can't get it out of my head. I can't explain it ok I just think it's funny if Katai, after the Gin debacle, ends up with two overworked blond friends who check in to make sure that he is still alive under his futon. I need to emphasize though that Higuchi is far from her usual polite or professional and is just so done with Katai all the time. Katai still can't manage to make proper eye contact with her or have a full conversation. Nobody understands how they are keeping in touch or why. Also important you know that Kunikida and Higuchi have this weird frenemies dynamic where they are rightfully suspicious of each other for being on opposite sides but then feel like. A sharp pang of sympathy in their chests every time they hear about the crap the other has to deal with. They both shit-talk Dazai and can rant for hours. Katai is left standing there like 😥. It's basically just the "two teenaged boys" post, where Kunikida is the (comparatively) gentle "oh did you just wake up", Higuchi is the "OPEN UP FUCKNUGGET" and Katai is the guy who answers the door past noon still in his blanket. I know it makes no sense. Let me have this.

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luv4fandoms · 1 year

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Hey boo! I know you’re on like a dwayne kick recently(me too tbh) are you cool with writing angst?? bc i would LOVE some dwayne angst maybe reader gets hurt and he’s just freaking tf out. I LOVED your rut series and know you’d do my justice 💋💋

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First off, thank you so much 😭 I hope I did your request justice, and I'm so glad you enjoyed the rut series!

Second...Ok so it's really funny that you asked this Anon cause Dwayne (once again) infiltrated my dreams last night, so part of this is actually from a dream I had, and it just fit so perfectly that I just added onto the dream lol. That is also why the reader has a brother cause it is kinda like my "when you're unaware" story, like idk why but I put one of my brothers in the group in my dreams lol. Anywho! I hope you like it!

Also the girl is hinted at being Demisexual since this is based on a dream I had and I'm Demisexual.

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Don't blame me (Dwayne x Fem!Reader)

Word count: 3,532

Pairing: Dwayne x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst!

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

Ko-Fi

It wasn't unusual for Dwayne to be quiet, in the months that you had known him he wasn't very talkative unless you started the conversation, and even then, he was more of a listener. Tonight had been much the same, you were all sitting in the cave just hanging out, Paul was sitting by the rock box with Laddie, Marko was sitting on the floor sewing on some patches to his jacket. Star was sitting next to your brother who was currently having a conversation with David, and you were sitting on the couch next to Dwayne. The evening had been full of laughter before that, as your brother and you recalled stupid things you had done as kids, even Dwayne laughing when you spoke of how you epicly failed at skateboarding and swore you wouldn't try it again for your bones sake.

But now he had gone quiet, the sound of the music filling your little corner of silence, and from the corner of your eye you could see him staring at you while you read. He always did this, you noted, stared at you when he thought you weren't looking. Or maybe he knew you knew, maybe he didn't care that you knew. Either way you watched him turn away, looking at the ground in front of his boots.

You could tell he was thinking, he had that very far off look in his eyes that told you he was in his head, something he did when he was stressed. Before suddenly he stood, stating that he was gonna go for a ride, and made his way out before anyone could question it, though maybe it was only you questioning it as everyone just nodded and went back to what they were doing. But you watched him leave, watched him make his way out into the night, listened as his bike came to life before speeding off into the distance. Something wasn't right, in months you had known them Dwayne never just went for a ride by himself, though judging by the others it was something he had done before, but you had always seen him take Laddie along, or he would offer you a joyride.

He had seemed so lost in thought, in an almost somber way and it made your heart ache at the thought that he was upset for some reason. Your brain immediately thinking back on everything you had said that night, searching for anything that may have upset him, were you the cause of his mood? Or was it something else? You sat in your little corner of silence, mind racing and turning everything over and over for what, after looking at your watch, was about two hours…

Two hours and he still hadn't come back, you knew he wasn't hunting because they had hunted earlier, the knot in your stomach twisted as your brain pictured all the things that could be wrong, even flashing on if there were, somehow, hunters in town. Making up your mind you quickly stood and grabbed your brother's keys, jogging up the steps, throwing back a quick. "out" when your brother asked you where you were going. He had taught you how to use his bike…somewhat.

You were still very new and very unsure about it, preferring to just ride with one of them, but you couldn't wait around anymore, something was wrong, and it worried you. So with a quick kick the bike came alive, and you slowly took off, a little wobbly, but moving.

🦇🦇🦇🦇

Dwayne had to get out of the cave, he knew he should just talk to you but he couldn't, what was he supposed to say? That he realized he was in love with you? That he thought it was just an interest in the start because your personalities melded well together? That he thought the reason he accepted you so quickly was because you were one of his pack mate's sister, but really, he's come to realize, was because he's been in love with you from the start?

He still remembers when your brother introduced you to them all at the boardwalk, you were so nervous but you played it off like you were calm, but he could hear your heart racing. He watched you stay by your brother's side that night, finding solace in him, a familiar presence, and Dwayne found himself wanting you to find that same solace in his presence. He watched you instantly become friends with Laddie, taking the small boy on any ride he wanted to, even if you were dizzy and nauseous afterwards, just to see Laddie smile. He listened as you talked about your nieces and nephews that were around Laddie's age, and how you were often the babysitter, but all Dwayne could see was how amazing of a mother you would be for Laddie.

As the days turned into weeks you became more comfortable around them all, dancing around the cave with Paul, sewing with Marko, even discussing books with David. Star became like your sister, and Laddie soon took on the role of your son, even if neither one of you really noticed. Weeks turned into months and you were more often than not, by his side, preferring his quiet nature than the rowdiness of the others. He had lost track of how many nights the two of you would just sit on that beat up couch and talk, well, you would talk, he preferred to listen.

You were so animated when you told him stories of friends and family, memories of childhood or just random things you had learned throughout your life. He honestly could listen to you forever, your voice soothing to him, a sound that could even calm the beast when he hadn't fed. Not that he would stay around you long if he hadn't, he couldn't risk it, he had control over himself, but sometimes, sometimes you smelled a little too good in a different way. That was another thing, your smell, he had first smelled it when you met, that sweet floral scent that reminded him of a mortal life past, but also of amazing nights in this life.

It was a scent he couldn't name other than a word that came to his mind a few weeks into your friendship…Home. He would let it fill his senses when you rode on the back of his bike, allowing himself to unabashedly bask in it while you were unaware, he would never admit that this was the selfish reason he had you ride on the back of his bike when Laddie wasn't with the group, that and the feeling of your arms wrapped tightly around his stomach, your happy screams and laughter filling his ears as he sped down the beach, he would smile and laugh along, sharing your joy as you drew yourself closer to him, always closer, but never close enough…

Not in the way he wanted to be, he was sure of that. You had told him before, how you never found anyone really attractive unless you formed an emotional bond with them, he was sure you only saw him as a friend and nothing more, whereas he wanted to be so much more. He wanted to hold you when you were upset, laugh with you when you were happy, hug you just because he wanted to, kiss you just because he could. He wanted to give you everything he was…

But that came with a part of him he didn't want you anywhere near. You had never seen them change, never watched them hunt, and he didn't know if he would ever want you to, because deep down he was terrified that the true realization of what they, what he was, would cause you to run away from him, and he couldn't handle that.

"Hey, did Y/N find you?" Your brother asked, looking over at him. Found him? He must have worn a confused expression because the man became visibly concerned.

"She left a little while after you, we figured she was going to find you" he added, as the others now turned to look at Dwayne.

"She took off on B/N's bike" Paul stated, and Dwayne could feel the dread start to creep in, they had taught you how to drive sure, but you were still so new, so wobbly and unstable when you drove. Without a second thought Dwayne found himself running back to his bike, quickly starting it and taking off to find you.

🦇🦇🦇🦇

You had searched the boardwalk first, then the pier, every quiet place you figured Dwayne would hang out, and still, nothing. You were becoming more worried as you followed the paths that Dwayne would take and still hadn't found him, there was only one more place to look. It was a ways out, a quiet little space that Dwayne said he went to just get away, you had felt so honored to be taken there, to be let into his world a little more. You would be lying if you had said that you hadn't been drawn to the quiet man as soon as you two met.

Sure you were nervous as heck to meet your brother's friends, but there was just something about him that eased your worry. You had always been called picky by your friends when it came to guys, but you couldn't help it, your heart and brain just worked differently. You didn't see people in that way unless you felt an emotional bond with them, maybe it was a way to stop yourself from getting hurt again, or maybe you were just waiting for the right one. But something about Dwayne pulled you in, it wrapped around you, and soon enough you were realizing you had a crush on him.

As the weeks turned into months you realized that the crush had developed into love. How could it not though? Dwayne was always so careful with you, so tender and caring. He would pull you closer if he felt like you were cold at the boardwalk, or take Laddie on rides if he felt like you needed a break from the constant movement.

That was another thing, seeing him with Laddie made your heart absolutely melt. There was always something about seeing guys who were good with kids that made you smile, but the way that Dwayne was with Laddie made you so soft. Then there was how much of a good listener he was, you were so used to guys zoning out, completely ignoring you, or interrupting you to change the subject that having someone give you their undivided attention while you spoke was so foreign, and yet, so refreshing. But he would, he would seemingly hang onto every word, even if it was a story you yourself thought was silly halfway through it, Dwayne wouldn't let you stop, always asking what happened next.

You had never felt so seen, so protected and yet so free with someone. You still remember the first time he got you on the back of his bike, you were so scared and honestly afraid you would hurt him by how tight you were squeezing, but he only laughed, a sound that had your heart jumping and you swore you wanted to hear it more often. You had peaked over his shoulder, the beach flyinv past you, but you also saw the smile he wore, eyes flashing back to yours for only a moment before returning to the sand in front of him, but he looked so calm, so free. So despite your fear you allowed yourself to relax, and soon realized why he felt that way.

Those rides happened more often after that, anytime Laddie wasn't riding with him, you were, excited screams when he would come off the boardwalk quickly, or go around a sharp turn. Happy laughter as he sped down the beach, the wind in your hair. It really wasn't surprising that you had fallen for him. Which was also why you were so worried about him, you needed to know why he was upset, and if there was anything you could do…

Or if you were for some reason the cause of it. Riding along the beach you finally made your way up the small hill to the lookout point, but again, no Dwayne. You felt like you could cry at this point, you didn't know where else to look to find him, knowing that he probably had other secret places. You thought that maybe he would have gone back to the cave, maybe you were looking around for nothing, at least you could hope for that scenario. Deciding to head back to the cave to see, you went to turn the bike but instead accidentally gave it too much gas, shooting forward and over the small hump of the hill.

It wasn't a tall hill, but it was enough of a cliff that when the front tire made contact with air, it quickly angled down, and your body followed with it. Landing with a hard thud, you managed to land on your side and not your neck but what you hadn't accounted for were the rocks at the bottom. So as you slid down the hill, the bike now pushing you along as it rolled with you on its side as well, your head slammed into a large rock, causing your vision to quickly fade to black, and the sounds of the running bike disappearing into the nothingness.

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Dwayne had checked everywhere and still he couldn't find you, if he had a heart he swore it would be beating out of his chest. You weren't at the boardwalk or the pier, he hadn't seen you so far on the beach, where could you have gone? And why did you go looking for him? He had thought he hid his emotions well, but had you noticed? You must have.

Did you watch him as closely as he watched you? Had you really cared that much about him to take off into the night, unstable and unsure, just to find him? You were crazy if you did, but then again, maybe so was he. If he had just come out and said something the two of you wouldn't be on the wild chase to find one another.

He just hoped nothing had happened, he didn't know what he would do if you were hurt. Suddenly remembering the spot he had taken you to about a month ago he realized he hadn't checked there, revving his engine he took off across the sand faster. He wasn't far from the spot, it wouldn't take him long to ride up the hill and check. But the sound of another bike made him slow, was that you?

Had he finally found you? Could the two of you finally stop the game of cat and mouse? No…No the engine was running but it wasn't moving, it wasn't coming back down the path towards him, it was just idling…and it wasn't where you should have been if you were at the top. As soon as he rounded the corner he felt his heart stop all over again.

'No no no'

He quickly stopped his bike, not even bothering to put the kickstand down as it fell on the sand while he ran towards you, quickly pushing the bike off of you and turning it off. Luckily it hadn't been sitting on your skin to where it would have burned you, but you still hadn't moved. Gently lifting your head the scent of blood filled his nose and he felt his breath catch, the red liquid was covering one side of your face, sand sticking to the drying liquid. It seemed like it had stopped bleeding but there was still a lot.

"Y/N" he spoke quietly, unshed tears brimming his eyes as he looked you over. He could still hear your heartbeat, and it wasn't faint which gave him some relief, you also didn't seem to have any broken bones. He pulled you to him, his hand coming up to try and wipe away some of the blood.

"Please, open your eyes" he spoke again, voice unable to become any louder, he knew a lot could happen to a human when they hit their head too hard, what if you never woke up again, what if he never got to hear your voice again? Never got to see you smile, or hear your laugh, never got to see you play with Laddie again…Never got to tell you he loved you.

"Please" he called again, closing his eyes as he held you closer, this couldn't be how it all ended, he would change you before he let that happen, he didn't care if you hated him after, you would be safe, you would be ok.

"Dwayne" you voice softly called, a warm hand pressing to his cheek, a cheek he didn't realize was wet with tears that had fallen unknowingly.

"Y/N" he breathed, meeting your gaze as you looked up at him, cradled safely in his arms.

"You're ok. I was worried" you said with a small smile, you really were worried about him, and that worry made you search…And it made you get hurt.

"You're hurt" he stated, trying to compose himself.

"I'm ok, just a little bump" you reassure him, but he just shook his head.

"You shouldn't have went looking for me, if you hadn't then…Then this.." but he couldn't finish his sentence, because you were pulling him towards you, lips gently pressing against his before he deepened the kiss, pouring everything out into that moment. He swore that if, for some reason he did die in that moment, he could die happy now that he finally got to kiss you. When you parted though you smiled at him, resting your forehead against his chest as he held you.

"You can't blame me, love makes you crazy" you spoke against his skin and he felt the smile before he even registered it. You loved him…You loved him too.

"I don't blame you, why do you think I raced back out when they told me you went looking for me" he explained, your eyes meeting as you looked up at him, lost in each other's gaze for a moment.

"Why did you leave?" You asked, and he took a moment to answer, wiping more of the blood off of your skin, honestly shocked he wasn't tempted to drink it, maybe that's what fear does to them.

"Because I didn't know how to deal with the fact that I love you when I thought you only saw me as a friend"

"Bet you feel silly now" you spoke softly, smiling up at him.

"I do" he stated, looking at your wound, which luckily now that he could see it better, wasn't that deep.

"But you still shouldn't have come after me" he told you.

"No, that's not how this works. I was worried, I would chase after you again if I had to" you told him, watching as he shook his head before leaning down and catching your lips in a kiss again.

"Crazy girl" he spoke against them.

"Your crazy girl?" You asked, you both may have confessed but you still wanted to be sure.

"My crazy girl" he smiled, kissing you once more before lifting you up and carrying you back to his bike.

🦇🦇🦇🦇

"So what you're saying is…you wrecked my bike"

"I didn't mean to! Look I can pay for anything I broke ok just tell me-"

"I'm just messing with you, I'm glad you're ok, don't do that shit again got it! So where is my bike exactly?" Your brother asked Dwayne, and you watched as Dwayne explained where it was before offering to take him.

"No you stay here with her so she doesn't do anything stupid again" he told him before leaving.

"I'll have to find another secret spot for you" you stated, watching your brother leave.

"It's ok. I like that spot more now"

"But it's not secret anymore"

"Maybe not…But it is where we said I love you for the first time" he smiled, leaning down to kiss you again.

"You're so cheesy" you giggled

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up.

#the lost boys #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #the lost boys dwayne #dwayne tlb #dwayne #tlb dwayne #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne x female reader #tlb dwayne x reader #dwayne x reader #vampire x reader #vampire #the lost boys angst #tlb angst #asks and answers

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beeindaclouds · 1 year

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hii! Is it alright that write all DSMP x reader but the DSMP (either cc or c) turns into their opposite gender? And they all like being confuse about their new shape of body and voice?? If you are okay with this one :D

Hallo, thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy <3

Reader discovers Genderbend!DSMP

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, C!Philza, C!Technoblade, Nihachu, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Ps. Everyone is CC! Other then C!Phil and C!Techno. And I didn't include Eret, cause I feel like they're pretty genderfluid in their style already, so nothing would change

❝ Dream ❞

He's smug about it

Like "Oh wow, I have boobs, lemme check" kind of smug

Idk why but I can see him being so proud of being a women and looking attractive

To the point where he uses it against you and makes you question your sexuality lol

♀️♂️

❝ Georgenotfound ❞

George would be too embarrassed to show himself

He doesn't hate how he looks, he's just shy about showing you specifically

You have to reassure him many many times that it's ok and that you'll love him no matter what

And when he comes out you just can't help but shower him in compliments

♂️♀️

❝ Sapnap ❞

I can see him wanting to try womens clothes, to feel just how they are

He chickens out a little, cause he has to see boobs to change, but after he's just showing off his new fits and acting like he's in one of those "make over scenes" in the movies

Like, yeah, he could have done it before in his man body, but it's a different experience in a womans body

Not a fan of heels and he feels bad for you if you wear them

♀️♂️

❝ Badboyhalo + Skeppy ❞

Bad's completely flustered and all over the place, it takes him a while to get used to bring in a woman's body

Skeppy is absolutely loving it and planning the amout of youtube videos he can make out of this situation haha

I imagine you three making many make up and outfit videos, just for pure entertainment

Just leaving the fans confused to wth happened

♂️♀️

❝ Quackity ❞

Boobs

Is all he has to say

He wears the same thing, hoodies and a beanie, and just moves on with his life

But he does freak out when going to the bathroom, cause yk

Makes many jokes about you liking him more cause he has boobs now haha

♀️♂️

❝ Karl Jacobs ❞

Especially stuff he couldn't wear before, for fear of backlash

Karl definetly starts trying all different types of styles and clothings

I can see him liking very flowy skirts and puffy ones too; he finds them very comfy and adorable to wear

♂️♀️

You definetly make him wear the strawberry dress, you literally have been waiting for an opportunity to do so-

And make up, lots of make up!

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

"My eyes are up here buddy"

He tells you when you first found him in this new form

Honestly nothing much changes, other then the fact that he's more flirty and confident lol

Also imagine him in cute light academia outfits!!!

♀️♂️

❝ C!Philza & C!Technoblade❞

You had to stifle a laugh when you first saw them

The two just contacted you with an "s.o.s" and a "come here asap", so you thought the worst

But instead you found two women in the place of the two men you knew

Phil actually looked a lot like Mumza with his long curly hair

Nothing much changed for Techno, other then the fact that he would absolutely not get out of his cloak because his "body felt too revealing"

Poor Techno :'D

♂️♀️

❝ Nihachu ❞

She's a pretty boy

One of those boys that are born with pretty privileged, like George

[Not that she doesn't already have it-]

She honestly likes the change and is still comfortable wearing "femminine" clothes

You can't help but be mesmerized by how adorable she looks, even as a male

♀️♂️

❝ Punz ❞

"Who wears the pants in the relationship now?!" you happily bragged as you saw Punz

Man wouldn't move from the bed, he was in shock at the discovery of his new body

A little interested, but mostly shocked

Jokes aside, you stayed by his side and reassured him that he looked absolutely beautiful no matter what

And with a bit of buttering up, he got comfortable enough to show off his new body

He looked like a babe, obviously

♂️♀️

❝ FoolishGamers ❞

Man's still beafy, muscle and all

We love big strong beafy women!!

He feels a bit weird, but mostly doesn't see must change

He also tried wearing heels for fun, bad idea

For some reason I imagine you and Tina making him give you two a bit of a fashion show

Maybe inviting female Karl too haha

Imagine the stream y'all would have!!

♀️♂️

❝ Awesamdude ❞

Sam is confident

Like yes, I am the most beautiful women you have ever seen

Bow down to such beauty u.u

Nothing much changes with him either, he feels great in how he looks and loves every second if it

#dreamsmp #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #badboyhalo x reader #quackity x reader #karl jacobs x reader #wilbur soot x reader #nihachu x reader #punz x reader #foolish x reader #awesamdude x reader #beescenarios

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gaykey · 5 months

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can you share your thoughts on the guilty promos? the outfits, the themes, the performances etc.

suuuuper late here anon, this has been in my drafts for ages, i'm sorry!

i can, but i make no promises that my thoughts will be anything interesting. i'm not really operating at full function at the minute, but, this ask has been sitting in my inbox for a little while now, and i feel bad.

so - i had to catch up with his performances and stuff for this, because i hadn't watched them all, but i have now, though i will admit, i'm not up to date with every single bit of promo he's done.

to start. outfits. now, i'd say they've been quite eclectic? in terms of? overall style and execution.

i think we've seen a few different sides of the taemin stage fit spectrum with this promo season. a few of my fave:

the culty uniform:

this was such a simple look but i really loved it. it's the fact that all of his dancers are wearing the exact same thing. not slightly more feminized versions like they usually tend to.

like, it's more of a totslly genderless vibe, in a different way to how taemin usually does it. his looks tend to be more of a straddle between tradition masculine and feminine styles, whereas this is neither. i think it's super unique.

and also, because it also is very fitting for the themes of guilty, and the music video. the themes of forced conformity ect. i find it really impactful for such a simple fit, paired with the 'no makeup' make up. it has layers. possibly my fave from his stages.

i have to talk about the fit that went viral lol

see, this is some standard taemin fare. the vampire vibes. lace, ruffles, victorian-esque, masculine and feminie touches. gloves. all around a good look. and it casued a little bit of hysteria too. very fitting for guiltys vibe. if it were anyone else, i'd actually say it was a publicity tactic lmaooo.

a few others are, the military-esque look he did, with that boxy black coat, the fuzzy jumper that he aldp wore to the fansign event, and the all white one with the rips, and drapes, and cut-outs (which is veeeery key during bad love era).

overall, i think the styling is really cool, and though it has some very taemin elements, and looks that we're used to seeing on him. it still is kind a new vibe for him? like, idk, it's giving more gritty dystopia. a slightly rougher look for him than we usually get with his solos.

still gender non-conforming, but yeah, rougher. dare i say, edgy?

taemin, usually has quite sleek and put together styling. this feels more chaotic, and thrown together, almost like something his ragtag group of escapees have rustled up themselves.

like the denim skirt look! i don't know how to explain it, other than that look gives me king of the junkyard vibes.

again, so fitting for guilty.

i'd also like to talk about the make up

like, on one side we have the cunty alien look from his the rizzness performances

because????? what a loook! obsessed actually. the make up, the nails, the baggy all black fit with the over the top gold accessories? so good. i really loved all of this looks for this song.

buuuut, he also did some really soft looks too which i loved. either pink blush right under his eyes, or just in his lids, with a bit of glitter. or, a total no make up look like i mentioned before.

almost 'clean girl makeup' but i really fucking hate that term.

the contrasting looks do it for me they really do.

something something "on that vague border between good and bad" something something.

and this one.

this fit was a grower for me. but now? wow wow wow. there's levels to this.

in terms of the overall promo, i think it's suuuuuper interesting, that's more focused on one, taemin's vocal ability, and two, how respected and loved he is as a veteran idol.

it's so great to see so much focus on his vocals because, they do tend to get overshadowed by his dance ability. he did killing voice! like, it's a crime that shinee or a member has only now been in killing voice but ok.

his musicality has been at the forefront this era.

and, wow. the videos featuring all his fan boys.

this was a taemin request, i'd fully believe it. he wants to feel loved and desired by boys, and he got his wish and them some with this promo.

i've never seen another male idols promo revolve around his desirabilty with men before. it's actually so interesting.

like taemin loves to perpetuate the parasocial realtionship with fans, we all know this, but, he's been doing that more on lives and stuff? lije more one-on-one fan interaction.

whereas his actual official promo has been all about how he's the 'idol of idols'. it's a unique approach.

um yeah, i think those are most of my thoughts about guilty era.

#anon #tae #shinee

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enhalpy · 2 months

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cupid fae 🎀 also hi how are you, it's been so long 😭

sim jaeyun x caelin x huh yunjin old money / rich kids. love triangle. friends to lovers. fake dating.

ok so let me give you the rundown 🤭 you're yunjin's bff. you've done a terrible job of hiding your crush on her, but she's somehow remained oblivious. as besties since childhood, you're rlly close with her family and familiar with their crazy rich shenanigans. what you don't expect though is for your forever-solo bff to suddenly reveal that she's got a new "boyfriend". apparently they're close family friends (aka he's also rlly rich) and their parents are celebrating this new-budding romance at some high-end resort. oh yeah, you're invited too. you mentally prepare yourself to meet this new rival of yours, but OH NO guess what ?! her boyfriend's jake sim, that guy you kinda sorta had a thing with (at least until he ghosted you) during the summer before starting uni. you never really got over him ... basically the next few days pass with lots of uncomfortable tension btwn the two (they're dating so why do they act as if they can't stand each other?) it doesn't help that yunjin consistently catches jake flirting with you. overall, the entire stay is terribly awkward and you feel guilty for enjoying his attention. that is until you realize that they're fake dating. oh and they both like you just as much as you do them. <3

omg caelin i missed you <33 im doing well wbu? it fr has been so long 😭😭 i hope you're doing well & taking care of yourself !!!! ILYSMM 😚 also pls forgive me for how horribly formatted this is. i wrote way more than i intended to so i hope it's somewhat coherent 🫶

ok wait i didn't explain why i shipped you with them 😅 i chose jake & yunjin for you bc they fit that rlly mature, thoughtful, and sweet (also HOT) vibe that you have. they're both just so admirable + i love everything abt them just like i do you 🤭

idk if you remember this bc idek when this is from but i have a very distinct memory of shipping you with heejake but in like a school romance setting (lol i found it) as you can tell, i'm a sucker for love triangles which is why you got not just jake, but yunjin too 🫶

#caelin! ☆#games! ★#added a read more bc i wrote way too much 😭

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Heart of Stone Chapter 2: Two New Friends

~Summary: It’s a new day. Joel couldn’t ignore the feeling. He knows her from somewhere. He just can’t figure out where. Tess is hurt and it leads them to need (y/n)’s help. When they try to find the guy, they meet another friend.

~Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader

~Words: 1.5k

~Warnings: Mention of sex, some similarities to the show that I thought would fit (I do not own the copyright), cursing (if that bothers you), idk what else...

~A/N: I feel like idk what I’m doing lol, I hope you like though!

Previous Chapters: Chapter One

Next Chapter: Chapter Three

Joel stood in the the entry way of the bedroom. His hands on his hips looking down at the floor. He kept shaking his head, like some past memory of her would arise out of know where and appear in the forefront of his brain.

“Where the heck have I seen her before?” Joel question out loud. He knows her from somewhere. It was like this energy he couldn’t shake. He remembered how her eyes looked inviting. Like a place that felt like home. Like Texas. Like Tommy. Like Sarah…. He thought about they way her hair looked messy but still put together. Like she had just got it done or something. It was beautiful. It was hard not to see the beauty in her. He wanted to think about he all day long.However, it felt unfair to Tess to think about (y/n). Tess was everything he needed in a post outbreak partner. She was resourceful, smart, and gave him some of the best sex since the outbreak. Tess always felt like more than that to him, though. They has been together for a while. He trusted Tess with his whole being. Nobody else could get that from him. Suddenly Joel’s thoughts were interrupted when he began to hear the door knob rattle. He moved swiftly to sit at the round table in the kitchen. Sitting at the specific spot that had a gun strapped under it.

“Damnit” He heard Tess say as she struggled with getting the door open. He took his hand off the gun and got up from his seat. Joel instantly walked over to help open the door and was met by a bruised and beaten face.

“What happened?” Joel gruffly asked.

“Nothing, just a couple of Robert’s dumb teens roughed me up. It’s nothing to worry about” Tess stated.

“Tess, if they did this…” Joel starts. He seats Tess at the table and then turns to grab a cloth and some rubbing alcohol from the cabinet.

“Joel, don’t worry about it.” Tess tells him. Joel sits in a chair facing her and dabs a little of the alcohol on the cloth. He brings it up to meet Tess’ face and she inhales sharply. “We have bigger problems. Robert sold all of our pills and sold the battery he promised us”

“What do you mean? We don’t have a battery anymore?”

“No” Tess tells him blatantly.

“Where is he? Robert needs to hear from me.” Joel spat out angrily as he pulled the cloth away from her face to make eye contact with her.

“Joel, focus. Look, I don’t know where he is, but we can find out. Quietly. I don’t need you causing a scene and running him off”

“Fine. We’re gonna need help when we find him though.”

“I agree, I'll get (y/n) to help.” Tess told Joel. With that Joel got his and Tess’ things ready to go questioning. Luckily they didn’t have to go far.

Joel stood at the corner of a wall as he watched Tess talk to the sketchy guy. The guy looked at Joel, who looked at him without hesitation, and then back at Tess. Joel could see her slip a few ration cards towards him. This made him upset. But he needed to keep his guard up for her. He needed to keep watch. Joel gets interpreted quite suddenly…

“Hey man,” some guy comes up to Joel, “you look like your feeling a little lost…”

Before the guy could even finish, Joel says “if you tell me to look for the light, I’ll break your fucking jaw”

Before he knew it Tess was walking back over to him.

“I had to give up a few rations, but nothing we can’t handle. I have Robert’s locations. Let’s go find (y/n)”

Tess knew where (y/n) would be. She led them to the food pantry. Tess told him that she eats here all the time. Joel found it odd that you ate most of your meals at the food pantry considering that it wasn’t that good. Once she spotted you, she made her way over there on her own.

Joel watched Tess talk to you with the same hard expressions that he had earlier. He saw you look over at him from where Tess was. You instantly looked back at Tess. Joel couldn’t hear the conversations going on, but from the looks of it you had agreed to help with whatever they needed. Both Tess and you got up from the table you were sitting at and made your way over to him.

“Guess what Groucho, we’re working together!” You said with a bit too much enthusiasm, or may be sarcasm, as you smacked his arm. Joel couldn’t tell which it was. But It defiantly made his heart jump when you touched him.

“Oh great, I can’t wait” Joel replied unemotionally. He made his way next to Tess as you two walked by. Joel wanted to keep a distance between you two, something was happening that he didn’t know what to do with.

“We’ll head back to our place now to get the rest of our shit together” Tess told (y/n). “Meet us in an hour at the southwest maintenance entrance to the subways. They’re just past our block. Make sure you have a weapon.”

“Sounds good, see you guys in an hour” She tells Tess.

Joel and Tess quickly make it back to the apartment. They grab the last few things they needed before going to hunt down Robert. Joel grabbed his backpack and a gun, meeting Tess at the door. As they walk out of the apartment and headed towards the maintenance doors Joel can’t help but think of the way you looked yesterday. When your eyes met his, you hair perfectly fell with your face. Little strings of hair falling out from the place where it was tucked behind your ear. It was just long enough to frame your face perfectly.

“Hey are you listening to me?” Tess said.

“Huh?” Joel replied being snapped out of his memory of you.

“I asked if you brought your bolt cutters.” Tess repeated.

“Of course I did. It’s not my first rodeo.”

As they both came up to the street, Joel saw you. Flannel, black tank top, and worn jeans. You were walking towards them rummaging though a worn dark green backpack hanging over your shoulder. Eventually you zipped up the backpack and picked up your pace to meet Joel and Tess at the door.

“You got a flashlight right?” Tess asked (y/n).

“Of course, it’s not my first rodeo” (y/n) replied.

Joel smirked slightly at the comment. He pulled the bolt cutters out of his bag and cut the dead bolt on the doors.

“Grab your flashlights” Tess said to them.

They followed Tess through the doors and continued until they got the spot.

“Here” Tess said as she pointed her flashlight toward the wall, highlighting the symbols that lied upon it.

“We’ll go through this door. Then up a latter and at the top there’s a door that will lead to a hallway. Then we’ll be in the place we need to.”

Tess again took the lead. Joel motioned for (y/n) to go first. Through the door was a small space, not much existed here. Other than the few switch boards and machines, it was pretty much just the latter. Tess began going up, then (y/n). Joel followed in suit.

“How far up we going?” Joel Questioned.

“No far” Tess replied.

“Well it looked like they reframed the whole structure of this latter” Joel stated, “They probably did this in the 80’s. At that time they were all cutting down apartment sizes to sell condos.”

“Oh well, this has been ‘Construction Corner’ with Joel Miller everyone. Please stay tuned as we’ll have questions with the man himself” (y/n) spoke in a television tone. Joel gave an annoyed blank look she couldn’t see.

Tess struggled with the door when they got to it. There was an unusual heaviness. Joel moved in and pushed his way through almost falling over what was keeping it closed.

“Careful.” (Y/n) whispered harshly. Joel held up a hand to let her know he was okay.

“What the fuck happened here?” Tess said as she looked at the body keeping the door closed.

“That piece of rat shit” Joel said, “He tried to sell that damn battery again.”

Joel crouched in front of Robert’s slumped body, “And the bitch snorted them before we could get it back” saying as he flicked his nose.

A ruckus came from down the hall. Joel pulled out his gun. He signal for the both of you to do the same. He took point this time, making his way down the hall towards the noise. He made his way close to the right side of the wall. Once he got to the corner he took a slight peak to see a woman struggling to help another women up. He lifted his gun higher now, making his way closer as quietly as possible. Then suddenly a door opens.

“Haaaaa” screams a girl coming from the door. Joel throws he against the wall. (Y/n) could see the subtle shock in his eyes when he realized the girl couldn’t of been older than sixteen.

“Joel?” A women questioned

“Marlene?” Joel said.

#joel miller #joel tlou #tlou #tlou hbo #joel miller x reader #joel x reader #tess #ellie #ellie williams #pedro #pedro pascal #daddy joel #pedro pascal x reader #y/n #the last of us #daddy issues #pedro pascal is daddy #daddy pascal

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Pit Babe ep 13 initial reaction

Okay let’s do the final photo review. Okay ep 11 10 12 weren’t for me but I think 13 was good. My initial rating has to be an 8/10. A very surprising 8/10.

I was EXTREMELY upset that the racing bl that I had been looking forward to was ABO I like race car driving in general so I really was said abo was gonna happen. However this show didn’t take ABO in the creepy ways I hate mainly the sexism and homosexuality of it all. Honestly it’s straight girl’s fantasy most of the time. As a lesbian I am turned off by the sexism and breeding 🤮. But Pitbabe was interesting and bearable idk if there are subsequent seasons will lean into those tropes but I hope not. I love the actor for Babe he’s extremely talented ep13 only cemented this for me. I really enjoyed JeffAlan, PeteKenta, and NorthSonic I thought they had a good amount of side character relationships. JeffAlan felt very natural and sweet. I loved the characters of Kim and Kenta just interesting. What I didn’t like was how clownery the plot was. It was a little cheesy hokey. I think the writing didn’t do any favors for Charlie either. Charlie is very V A N I L L A I don’t think it’s the actors fault. I’ve decided it’s writing. Although I think the motivation of Tony was cartoon villain the actor really brought the evil to life I enjoyed his portrayal of a cult leader really. Anyways let’s get on to the photo review

Babe in this scene is just chef kiss if people question can bl peeps act show them this. He’s hysterical to see Charlie again. I was worried Babe would just accept Charlie back or be Angry but this is better. You can see he’s hurt but so happy Charlie is alive and with him that Babe is healed in a way. Charlie was being weird but I think it’s the writing. So beautiful in his emotions omg.

Wow… the three of them beating up winner and NorthSonic uploading the video. So cool. Really these scenes had me sitting on the edge of my seat rooting for them. ALSO WE ALL KNOW I LOVE KIM. I’m on board with Kim being a third for NorthSonic. Kim is also very fashionable. He fits in perfectly.

A little fall of rain can hardly hurt me now

You’re here and that’s all I need to know

I’m glad someone died. I do find it poetic and fitting that Way died saving Babe very full circle. I didn’t hate Way as much as everyone else. He was wrong for what he did but… I feel like he had the bones and the actor to make a compelling rejected love interest. I do think babe always cared about way in a true friendship which was beautiful.

Pete and Kenta bad ass bitches getting shit done. I think Kenta might legit be Tony’s child. Like biologically. That would be a good twist. I was said we didn’t get any PeteKenta reunion in the end.

Alan and Jeff are so…

Idk they have very high chemistry. Jeff really feels like a person who hasn’t been exposed to the real world really and he’s truly trying to comfort Alan. To be fair Alan has been through a shit ton but he does feel that pain and seeks comfort in Jeff. It’s very sweet even though we get the sexy scenes for them.

Quick note is way buried at the race track or something?! Why is his grave on his own?! Way’s ghost is going to be lonely…. It’s pretty but still.

The my kid is sick and so I need to sell him trope is sadly something I’ve seen before BUT!!!! I enjoyed the Dad’s acting he seemed really torn about it and he never ever gave up.

North Sonic’s contrast pants and hyping up Kim was perfect. Kim being happy to watch Babe and Charlie is very endearing. I hope Kim and Babe can be besties who push each other. I know Kim isn’t a special alpha but I like the dynamic of him being the best human? Idk. He’s 10/10 I love him.

Idk why Babe is so shy about Charlie lol it was very cute.

ALAN AND JEFF’s BRACELETS AND SNUGGLING ONTOP OF THE CAR OMG UNDERSTATED MARRIED COUPLE THINGS

How beautiful. I really loved this show and I enjoyed the ending. I wish Pete and Kenta had been there but I found this very beautiful and meaninful. Babe and Charlie crashing Alan’s intricate date so they can be found family couples together gahhh I really loved the family aspect to the series it wasn’t super loud or overdone but you knew Babe Alan North Sonic were truly family who added in Charlie Kim Jeff.

Anyways I had fun idk what I’m watching next. I need to catch up on 23,5 or I’ll lose my lesbian card hahahaha but I am quite busy. If anyone has a suggestion for what I should start on next plzzz tell me. Other people motivate me more than myself hahaha.

#pit babe #pit babe the series #pit babe ep 13 #pit babe episode 13 #charliebabe #alanjeff #kimnorthsonic #petekenta #Jenny’s watching #thai bl #thai bl review

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Cult of The Lamb hc’s (part of me feels like I should wait till I play the game myself - or watch a full playthrough at least - before I “solidify” these but meh. For now at least these are how I see things):

* Kinda typical hc I feel like but Leshy is the youngest, then it’s Heket, Narinder, Kallamar, and then Shamura is the oldest.

* Idk what their ages would be chronologically wise but my personal hc’s for “biological” age are: Leshy (21), Heket (25), Narinder (27), Kallamar (32), and Shamura (40). I think Lamb is about 200 years chronologically but 28 “biologically” (I think it’s funny if they’re “older” than Narinder)

* I don’t have a name for them yet but my version of the Yellow Cat is a little bit fucked up actually. Like they seem chill and they kinda are? But they’ve got a body count. And no not the sex kind. Think of that one audio where the guy answers the body count with 30 and when it’s clarified that it’s about sex he’s like “Oh well I haven’t done that yet!” And the other persons like “WHAT DOES 30 MEAN THEN???”

* I need y’all to know I project onto The Lamb HARD. So yeah, they always wanted to be kind and sorta made it a big part of their personality. Unfortunately their world and circumstances just doesn’t allow for their kindness. They still try to be as kind as they can be, but it’s hard when you’re slowly ascending to godhood, especially into the god of death.

* Also Agender Lamb. They/Them and ONLY They/Them Lamb all the way. Demi ro & sex & pan. They’re a?ab (assigned ??? At birth; bc I can’t decide but if you MUST know I think they can shapeshift a bit now so. Maybe they forgot themself lol). Presents androgynously, leaning either way whenever they feel like it. They have a more masc voice though I think, like the ones people use in comic dubs a lot.

* Once I figure out how to draw (could stop it there I am Rusty) anthropomorphic animals it’s over for y’all (Translation: I will draw my self insert and The Lamb being kinda fucked up Besties)

* ((PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT MY SELF INSERT AND OTHER OC INSERTS I HAVE FOR THIS THE BRAIN ROT IS SO REAL))

* The cotl fandom is filled with queer people who’ve got some level of religious trauma, let me recommend a recent song I’ve been looping and imagining a cotl/narilamb animatic to: Collared by Vane Lily (look it up on YouTube to watch the fun mv first!) WARNING IT IS HIGHLY SUGGESTIVE

* I’ve been flip flopping a bit on what species she’d be but I have ideas for a follower love interest for Heket! At first I thought a bunny, then a bee, and currently feeling like a bat would be cute. Idk but I do see her as a warrior type who also likes to bake and do cutesy things too

* I think once the bishops become followers their injuries are worse but they can still “work” around them: Leshy can kinda see things if they’re up close. Heket can sorta speak but not fast and she’s got. Well not a sore throat bc. She doesn’t have one of those anymore. But something akin to that constantly. Kallamar can only hear loud things or if someone spoke into his ear directly (he only allows those in his polycule and his siblings (minus Narinder) to get that close). Shamura does get a bit lost in their own mind, and even when they’re more conscious their memory is spotty.

* Back to my Yellow Cat being a bit fucked up: They actually really liked the idea of chaos (though they hardly show it) so when they find out Leshy was the bishop of chaos instead of being scared or unnerved they’re like “*twirls hair (fur??)* ha ha ha, omg, really~?”

* *slaps the top of The Lamb, Leshy, and probably so many others don’t underestimate me* these bitches can fit so much adhd (+ autism probably) in them

* Probably (geez I use that word a lot huh?) got more hc’s, especially for other characters, but this is already pretty long so I’ll leave it here for now

#cult of the lamb #cotl headcanons #I would tag as narilamb or leshycat but I mean… I didn’t really get into either of them in this lol #my posts #cotl oc #kinda??? I mention my self insert and such #to entice you to ask about them: They’re a blonde long furred cat that has an extra set of arms that are bat arms #wanna know why? ask :3c #please

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how would you rate each of hawks' civilian outfits? 👀

Asks that test your memory djkdjfs I think I got most of his civilian outfits (excluding any that might've appeared in the spinoffs because I don't follow those)

So... I am a fashion disaster too irl so this will be mostly lighthearted teasing. Don't take me too seriously. Fashion can be very personal, but this is Hawks and my blog is not a bully-Hawks-free zone, so.

Here's my ranking from best to worst fit. I could've done it the other way around but what's the fun in that, right? 😂

The "someone vetoed the actual suit I wanted to wear and we all must thank them for it" look

Alright don't judge me. It's very basic formal wear and all black is an easy choice for a man, but it does flatter him. I also like the red accents of the accessories. Another obvious choice to complement his wings, but. No one said I had good standards. Now if only he rolled up those sleeves. Smh

The "if you don't look too closely you might miss all the trauma and backstabbing and think I'm a normal twenty-something" look

Ok full disclosure: I like bolero jackets. That's all. Fhhdhdhd

Iirc the anime had him wear his hero costume in this scene and that's a shame because this is probably the only time Hawks dressed his age. It's all very sleek and looks put together without much of an effort, and it looks good on him even if the color-coordination is very basic. But the casual look of the watch, headphones and sneakers combo adds a certain fuckboy touch to the fit. Which is so inexplicably funny because it's Hawks. Bxhdhdj but oh well. Whatever works, works

The "I only look good because someone put shiny things on me" look

I was gonna put this more on top before realizing that without the jewelry he looks like he's on his way to the grocery store. That was probably by design since it's a modeling shot. I assume he was asked to dress plainly not to draw attention away from the advertised products, so I'll give him a pass.

But all that shiny metal looks amazing on him. I am a Dabi stan why are you surprised I like shiny things

The "must be fashionable while committing retconned murder" look

I know what you're thinking. It's gaudy. I won't argue against that. But depending on its colors, the paisley jacket could've been a Look. Too bad Bones was a coward and cut it. I guess the year 2021 wasn't ready for Hawks' fashion choices

The "oh no the postman was here and caught me in my pajamas" look

This one isn't even bad. It's just. Plain. Baby pls, you have a ton of money. At least put some color in your wardrobe

The "all the money in my bank account can't buy common sense" look

Now we're actually getting into Hawks' peculiar fashion sense. I know there's a name for those big sneakers but he must like them because that's the second time we see him wear them.

What I find amusing about this is that all of those clothes kinda clash with each other. There's a lot going on with his torso in particular. He's wearing geometric patterns on his shirt, which would be eye-catching on its own, but then he trew on a cross between a travel jacket and... Skater-like streetwear, almost? Idk, I don't know the first thing about fashion but when I first saw this ensemble my eyes didn't know where to look lol

Also, those visors. They're not his usual work ones. He definitely put them on as an accessory. I guess he has a brand. Nerd.

The "my strategy on my days off is to dress so ugly people don't look me in the eyes and thus can't ask me to work" look

Okay, I cheated. Pretty sure this outfit is from one of the movies, but I couldn't not include it. I had to leave you on an outfit that deals some kind of psychic damage, lest you thought my more moderate opinions hinted towards me thinking this man can dress himself

Anyway, this was fun. Thank you for the ask!

#Ali replies #Hawks #What's funny is that he goes from super plain to super gaudy depending on his mood #No in between #And that's very valid of him #After all he needs to keep us humble #If he was too cool we might forget he's actually an idiot

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hi, how are You? I really like your writting, i'm new here and this is My first request ever and i think you're the right person to ask this to lol. I can't stop thinking about cheeky Eddie Munson having a crush on his substitute teacher who graduated back in 84' (i think he was supossed to graduate that year too) and listening to Van Halen's "hot for teacher" and thinking about her or he sings it to her in front of everyone when she goes to the hideout idk have fun with i trust You. Thanks<3

Hello my love 💚 I feel flatteres that you're sending me your first request, that's also why I wrote it today to not let you wait any longer (I'm slower with requests at the moment due to a new job and now being sick). I loved this the moment I read it, and this has so much potential! For more parts, but I tried to put as much in this as I could for now. I really hope you like it and thanks for trusting me with this 💚

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader (Substitute Teacher) Word count: 5278 Warning/Tags: mutual pining, fluff, maybe a little angst, teacher-student-realtionship (not completely), first kiss, Jane Austen and The Hobbit references (let me know if I missed anything)

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Hot for Teacher

Coming back to Hawkins High was strange. Strange in a good way, because you weren’t back here because of something you’d done or because you had to go back to school. No, you were here because you were going to work here as a substitute teacher. You’d finished your courses for the semester, had handed your essays in, and had gone home for Christmas - and now you were staying for the rest of the school year. Your work at school counted for that semester, because you needed to get some experience actually working as a teacher. That meant that you’d be working alongside some of your old teachers, but you’d also chip in in case someone got sick - and you were watching over the students in detention.

Setting foot back into your old school after one and a half years was exhilarating. You knew most of the teachers, and some of the students as well, since you’d tutored them, so you were excited to see them, see how they were doing. What you didn’t expect to see, though, was a familiar face that had sat next to you in English, one of the courses he actually had attended, because books were something Eddie Munson loved. Maybe not exactly the ones you’d had to read in school, but some of them at least, and you distinctly remembered him reciting something from Hamlet standing on top of the table in the cafeteria.God, you’d had the biggest crush on him, but had never said a word to anyone. Because as much as he was a sweetheart towards you, always greeting you with a smile, he was also intimidating in a way you couldn’t describe. Not scary or anything, just… a little unapproachable. You’d talked about stuff during class, had shared some book recommendations, but he’d still always seemed so in his own world, that you hadn’t thought you’d fit into this world. You’d taken what you’d been able to get, the casual conversations, the books you’d swapped before the last summer you’d spent at home. You still had that book, had kept it as a memory and also as a lucky charm. It was an edition of Tolkien’s The Hobbit with notes and thoughts Eddie had written on the pages. He’d gotten your copy of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice with notes as well, because he hadn’t wanted to read it at first. But you’d made a deal, that you’d read The Hobbit if he gave Austen a chance. It had just been a funny little deal you’d made, but it still made you smile. Before the summer was over, you’d met again for a brief moment, and when you’d wanted to give the book back to him, he’d told you to keep it. Something to remember him by.

You could still feel the butterflies when you remembered the look on his face. That had been that moment, the time when you could have been able to tell him just how you’d felt about him, but to what avail? You were just leaving for university and he was still staying in Hawkins, because he had to repeat the year. You’d always thought that it must have been for the best, but you’d never forgotten about him.

And now, he sat in your English class at the back of the room, scribbling something down, and all the butterflies you’d thought had vanished in that time, were back suddenly, making your head spin. Having him around would make working here a lot more difficult.

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School had just started again after Christmas break, so Eddie thought that he could at least try to attend every class. After all, he wanted to finally graduate this year, and even though he’d been through the courses twice, there were still some alterations here and there, especially when it came to English. Last year, they’d read pretty much the same books as the year before, just one had been different, but this year, it had already started out differently, and it was intriguing for Eddie. That’s why he was here, because he wanted to know what they would continue with.

“Alright, some of you might remember her, because she was a student here up until two years ago when she graduated. She’s gonna work with me a little bit, and she’ll work here as a substitute teacher. Please welcome Miss Y/L/N.”

“Hi! It’s nice to be back, and I do remember some faces!”

When Eddie heard your voice, he immediately looked up, because he knew that voice, remembered it, because it had appeared in his dreams more often than he’d like to admit. And there you were, all smiles just like he remembered you. Your hair looked different, but apart from that, you were still the same beautiful girl he remembered - or should he say woman?

God, he’d had the biggest crush on you, but had never really said anything, because he’d been too shy. Sure, he’d talked to you, and he’d probably had the opportunity when you’d talked about your favourite books, but he hadn’t gotten the words out. By now, he was a bit more confident than he’d been two years ago. But he still remembered everything - and he still kept your book on his nightstand to read a few pages now and then. And while he wondered, if you still had his book, you held exactly that one up to the class. His mind was reeling. This almost felt like a dream, but he was pretty sure that he’d gotten out of bed this morning. He pinched his own thigh beneath the table, the slight pain all too real, so he knew that he hadn’t conjured you up in his dreams once again.

“I know what you’re thinking… The Hobbit is a children’s book and it is. At least, it was written for children, and you can see that very clearly in the onomatopoeia Tolkien uses.” Confused noises were heard through the room, but Eddie just had to smirk. You’d really chosen the book he’d given you as the one to work on with the class, and you’d clearly gotten to the bottom of said book, otherwise you wouldn’t have said what you’d just said.

“What’s that mean?” One of the other students asked.

“It means that he describes sounds, so instead of writing that the doorbell rang or something, he writes that it made dingdongelingdang.” Eddie was surprised with himself that he’d spoken up, when he usually tried to lay low and just make it through the day. The others seemed surprised as well, but you smiled. Because you knew that he’d get what you were talking about.

“Mr Munson is right.” Eddie cringed a little, you calling him that so foreign to his ears that it sounded rather strange, but he’d probably have to get used to that. “That’s what we’ll be looking at. Recurring themes as well as the quest plot. I won’t say anything more about this, maybe you can find out what I mean until next time.”

Oh, Eddie already knew what you were talking about, but then again, he was more than familiar with the book. But he was pretty certain that he’d have a hard time concentrating with you in the room, because he already felt the longing he’d pushed down years ago return.

When the lesson was over and everyone filed out of the room, Eddie stayed back. You saw him out of the corner of your eyes, had to bite your lip when he approached the teacher’s desk, your supervisor already gone, so you two were alone.

“So… you’re back at Hawkins High,” Eddie said, pushing his hands in the front pockets of his jeans. He looked so much like a little school boy when he stood like that, that it was almost comical.

“Yeah, and you’re still here.” There was no accusation in your words, just curiosity. You knew how clever he was, he just lost focus sometimes way too quickly. It had been like that two years ago, and was probably the same now.

“Yeah…” Eddie didn’t really want to talk about it, because there was not a lot to say. “I see you kept the book.” That was a much safer topic for him, for both of you.

“Of course I did!” Had he really thought that you’d get rid of it? Maybe even throw it away? You couldn’t tell him how much that book meant to you, especially not considering that you were his teacher now. “It’s inspired me a lot, otherwise I wouldn’t have chosen it for the class.”

“I’ve still got yours as well.”

“You did?” You hated the way your heart picked up its pace at his words, because a tiny part of you believed that he’d kept it to remember you by, just like you’d done with his book.

“Sure did. Still read it every now and then. I never told you, but I actually really enjoyed it, and all your little notes.”

“Miss Y/L/N?”

Glad for the interruption because it kept you from giggling like a teenager, you looked up at your supervisor and nodded. They were waiting for you, you knew that, but… with Eddie around, you kind of forgot about that.

“I’ll be right there.”

He nodded and turned back around to leave. Your eyes landed on Eddie again, on the smile on his lips, on the curls that framed his face perfectly, but you made the mistake of looking into his deep brown eyes that you could get lost in. Quickly, you shook your head.

“I hope I’ll see you around in my class then,” you said with a smile as you took your bag and headed for the door.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world!” Eddie called after you, his words turning that smile into a big grin.

~~~

“Have you seen the new substitute teacher?” Gareth asked once they were sitting at their table in the cafeteria. Of course that had to be the topic. They’d already talked about how their holidays had been, but your arrival at the school was their topic number one.

“Yeah, she used to be my tutor.” Jeff took a bite from his sandwich as he leaned back.

“Heard she’s talking about the Hobbit in your class?” Dustin asked, his eyes set on Eddie, because that was a topic they both obsessed over. Lord of the Rings even more, but The Hobbit was always worth talking about as well.

“Yeah…” Eddie leaned back, grabbing a handful of pretzels to shove them in his mouth. “Guess who gave her that book.”

“No way!” Dustin’s eyes widened, curiosity shining in them. “Were you two…” He made a gesture with his hands that made the others chuckle.

“No!” The finality in his words made their chuckles die down, but Eddie sighed. “Well… I’d say we bonded over books but nothing ever happened. Once I’d nearly worked up the courage… she was gone. Or as good as gone. Whatever.” He sighed once more, because he still wondered what could have happened if he’d only had the courage to ask you out, even before you’d graduated. But it didn’t change anything, did it? In the end, he wouldn’t have wanted to hold you back anyway.

“But you did like her…?” Gareth inquired, because now, he was curious.

“I guess.” It wasn’t exactly something Eddie wanted to talk about. He’d already said enough, and he knew that some of the guys would probably tease him about it, so it was better to not get into more detail. He diverted the topic to the next Dungeons and Dragons campaign, because he knew that they would all get excited about this and probably forget all about you in the meantime.

All of them did, except for Dustin, who stayed back for a moment when everyone else left for class.

“Just so you know… Miss Y/L/N ist also watching over detention.” The grin on Dustin’s lips told its own story, and Eddie couldn’t deny that his words made him get a couple of ideas. Not that he wanted to get stuck in detention, but with you there… it was probably worth it.

~~~

Your first days passed by rather pleasantly, and you were enjoying yourself. Most of the students were eager to learn, were participating in your classes, or they at least had the decency to not disturb you. Maybe, because you’d been one of them not long ago. It didn’t matter in the end because you were just glad that it was like this. And so far, you hadn’t had to watch over detention. Today was the first day, but you could use that time to get some reading of your own done, or look through the tests you’d been given.

What you didn’t expect, was one Eddie Munson sitting on top of the table when you entered the classroom. Your steps faltered, but you caught yourself again. It was one thing to see him in class with other people around, but a different one when you were here alone for a whole hour. Because you knew that it was just one student. Eddie Munson. Next time, you should make them give you a list so that you were prepared for what was to come.

“Mr Munson! What brings you here?” You put down your bag on the desk, busying yourself with a bunch of papers.

“I’ll never get used to you calling me that,” Eddie said with a chuckle before he leaned against the desk. “Do you really wanna know?”

“Probably not.” You couldn’t help but laugh. There were a couple of reasons you could think of, but in the end, it didn’t really matter.

“Anything I can help you with?” He leaned over the desk to get a glimpse at what you were getting out of your bag. When you looked up, your faces were so close that you could feel his breath tickle your cheek, and you suddenly straightened up.

“No, I… I think I’ll just do all that later and read a little bit. Do you have any homework you need to get done? Could use the time right now.” You took a step back from the desk, smoothed your plaid skirt down and quickly took the book out of your bag.

“Nope. No homework. Maybe you could read to me?” Eddie kept his eyes on you but walked over to one of the chairs and sat down. He enjoyed seeing you get so flustered, because it meant that he definitely had some kind of effect on you. He was a little bolder now than he’d been back then, but he needed to find out what you thought, how you felt, before he came right out and told you what he was thinking about, how he’d been feeling for you, because these feelings had come back with a bang.

“You want me to read Persuasion to you?” A look of surprise crossed your face as you turned the book over to show it to him. Another Austen book, you’d read it a couple of times before, but you wanted to start your year with a re-read of her books

“You know, I’m normally the storyteller, so it’s nice for a change. Totally fine if you don’t want to.” Eddie leaned back, his eyes still fixed on you. You remembered that he played D&D, that he was the Dungeon Master and came up with the campaigns, and while you weren’t into that game yourself, you certainly knew what it was about.

“No, it’s alright. I just haven’t read out loud in a while.” And it made you nervous to read to him. The whole class? No problem. But just to Eddie? That was different, even though you didn’t like to admit it to yourself. But he still had the same effect on you that he’d had back then, could still make you nervous when he winked at you or even just looked at you a moment too long. But you were his teacher now, so that was a completely different situation.

You sat down in your chair and opened the book. Another look at Eddie before you started reading it out loud. Your heartbeat slowed down the longer you read, and you began to enjoy yourself. Eddie just sat there, watching you, listening to you. It was the best thing he’d experienced this week. Sure, Wayne had read to him a couple of times when he’d been younger, but nobody did that anymore when you were an adult. So it was extremely soothing for him to listen to you.

“A man does not recover-” you started only to be interrupted by Eddie.

“- From such devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not.” Eddie sighed as he got up from his chair and walked over to you again.

“You… You’ve read Persuasion?” Genuinely surprised, you got up from your chair as well and put the book down.

“Not only Persuasion. After I was finished with Pride and Prejudice, you had me intrigued, so I read Austen’s other books as well. Find out what makes you tick, because I always saw you with an Austen book around.” Eddie stopped right in front of you.

“You did?” You hated how high pitched your voice sounded, but you couldn’t deny the way he made your heart race, his mere presence made your skin tingle. You knew that you should step back, but you were frozen in place.

“Mhm… Always wanted to ask you out, but I was always too nervous. Too shy.”

“You? Shy?”

His fingertips danced across your cheek, your eyes fluttered shut, and you leaned into that touch.

“Worked past that as it seems.” Eddie’s chuckle made you open your eyes again, and when you saw him leaning in, you finally snapped back. Taking a step back, you ran both of your hands over your face and through your hair.

“This is not a good idea,” you said weakly, reaching for the book to put it back in your bag. You had to get away from here, away from him. Technically, you were the same age, but you were still in a position of power as his teacher - even if you weren’t a real teacher yet, you were still the one teaching him.

“Why not? I mean… nobody had to know about this. It’s not like we could have had something before you started here as a teacher.” He was right, yes, but you didn’t want to get anyone in trouble. Eddie wanted to graduate this year, and you were not going to fuck this up for him.

“Eddie, this could get you expelled and I could lose this job.”

“Then tell me that you don’t feel the same way I do, and I’ll leave you alone.” His words were soft, his hand reaching out for yours. He was asking the impossible from you, because you couldn’t lie to him.

“Go home Eddie. Detention is over.” You pulled your hand free from his, took your bag, and practically ran out of the room and out of the building, finding it hard to breathe all of a sudden. You should have lied to him, should have told him that you didn’t have any feelings for him, but one look in his honest eyes and you hadn’t been able to tell a lie.

~~~

The next few days were rather uneventful, but you couldn’t help looking at Eddie - and found him staring back most of the time. You exchanged looks all of the time, but he didn’t show up in detention anymore, so that was good for you. With someone else around, it was always alright, you just couldn’t be trusted when you were around him alone.

Tonight, you wanted a little relief, so you went to the Hideout with one of your old friends. Sandy was still living in Hawkins, and you’d met up during the holidays, and even now, you were spending your time together. You’d told her about what had happened - or nearly happened - with Eddie. She’d known about your crush even back when you’d still been in school, so that story had gotten her all giddy. She’d told you back then to tell him, to go out with him, do something at least, but even her words hadn’t changed anything in your behaviour. Known now that Eddie had the hots for you made her want to lock you two up in a room together.

“Sandy, we can’t do anything about this!” you said to her once again while getting ready to go out.

“I know, I know, it’s inappropriate, but you’re not even a real teacher!”

“Thank you…” You rolled your eyes before you applied some lipstick and fluffed up your hair a bit more.

“You know what I mean. And Eddie is technically not a student anymore. Only on paper.”

“Yeah, and that’s the problem!” You squeezed your eyes shut, taking a deep breath. You had no idea how you were supposed to get through the rest of the year with him constantly there - because unlike two years ago, it almost seemed like he went to every class now.

“You could keep it a secret!”

“Yeah, but then you know, the Hellfire Boys will know as well, and only one has to spill the beans and everything’s screwed. Who will trust me with their children when they know that I had something going on with a student?” A question you didn’t need an answer for, so you kept on talking. “Let’s just… forget about it for tonight, okay? I just want to have a drink, enjoy some music, and then get some well deserved sleep.”

“Alright.” Sandy squeezed your shoulder. She never meant any harm, only wanted what was best for you, but sometimes that wasn’t exactly the very best thing.

The Hideout wasn’t exactly packed, but there were still enough people, so that it took some time for you to get your drinks, but once you had them, you could find a spot from where you could see the stage. When you saw the band’s banner on stage, though, you nearly choked on your drink.

“Are you kidding me?” You turned to Sandy, a look of bewilderment on your face.

“What? What’s the matter?”

“Corroded Coffin are playing tonight! You could have told me that!”

“So?” She looked at you until something in her brain clicked. “Oh fuck! Y/N, I really didn’t think about that! Shit!”

“Fancy seeing you here!” His voice send shivers down your spine immediately, you didn’t even have to see him. Now, it was too late to just turn around and leave, because he knew that you were here.

“Hey Eddie…” You turned around to face him, trying your best to smile at him.

“Oh, so it’s Eddie now?”

“Want me to call you Mr Munson?”

“Ahh that hurts me.” He put a hand over his heart and stumbled back a little, making you chuckle. Always the drama-king.

“You remember Sandy?” You tried to divert his attention to your friend, but they just nodded at each other.

“Sure so, she comes here quite often.”

“There’s not exactly a lot of places to go in Hawkins.”

“You got a point.” Eddie laughed before he looked at you again. He reached for your hand and you let him take it, didn’t pull back this time. “Got a special song for you, so I hope you’re staying?”

“Of course we are!” Sandy said over your shoulder winking at Eddie, while you held your breath. You couldn’t answer, didn’t even have to right now.

“Good. You’ll know the song when you hear it.” He raised your joined hands to his lips to brush a kiss across your knuckles, before he turned around to get back to the stage to finish setting up.

“So… and you’re telling me you want to resist that charme?”

“I have to try at least.” You heaved a sigh before you raised your glass to your lips, and drained it in one go. You had to, though you knew that he really made it hard for you to resist him.

~~~

Eddie was nervous because of you. They’d been practising Van Halen’s Hot for Teacher pretty much ever since you’d appeared at the school, they’d pretty much perfected it, but you being here made him nervous as fuck. He knew what he was doing, they all did, but he still missed the first note of their first song because his eyes were glued to you.

Somehow, he made it through their show, and even managed to look at other people apart from you, but in the end, his eyes always found you again. Your smile encouraged him, so when they started the last song, his eyes never wavered from your figure.

“I’ve got it bad, so bad, I’m hot for teacher,” he sang, and he could swear that he saw your eyes widening at that. You knew the song, of course you did, but Eddie singing this song for you made you tingle in all the right places. For a moment, you were able to forget that this could not happen, too blissed out on the feeling he gave you by singing this song for you.

Still, once it was over, you felt your chest tighten, all of it suddenly too much, the room too hot, and so you turned to Sandy.

“I’m gonna get some fresh air. Need to clear my head a little.”

“Want me to come with you?”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll be back in a minute.” You gave her a smile before you headed out the back door. The cold January air hitting your face, making you aware that you’d forgotten your jacket inside. It didn’t really matter because you were just out here for a moment. There were some other people around the corner talking loudly, so you weren’t completely alone, but you were still able to clear your head. At least until you heard the door behind you and saw Eddie walk up to you when you turned around.

“You okay?” He asked, brows drawn together, because he was worried about you.

“Yeah, don’t worry. Just a little hot in there.”

“And now you’re freezing out here?” He couldn’t help but smile as he ran his fingertips along your arm, making you aware of the goosebumps that were there due to the low temperatures, but were only getting worse when he was touching you like this.

“Here…” Eddie shrugged out of his leather jacket and draped it over your shoulders, leaving him in a black shirt. His hair was damp with sweat, the curls clinging to his forehead.

“No, Eddie… What about you?” You looked at him through your lashed, already feeling your heart begin to race again, the butterflies turning into a whole tornado in your stomach by being so close to him.

“Oh, I know a way or two to get warm.” His voice dropped to a low rumble in his chest, and you could feel his eyes on your lips. That was the moment when you should pull back, put some distance between you, but you couldn’t. You were frozen in place, stuck in this moment with him, and you couldn’t tear yourself away from him - because you didn’t want to. Instead, when he pinched your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, you leaned into him to meet him halfway. Still, when his lips met yours, it felt like electricity suddenly ran through your whole body, down to your toes, into every fibre of your body.

Your fingers curled against his chest, grabbing a handful of his shirt when he angled his head to deepen the kiss. His hand slipped from your chin to the back of your neck, tilting your head to his pleasing so that your lips opened up beneath him and he could slip his tongue past them to taste your mouth. He wrapped his free arm around you to pull you closer.

You couldn’t stop yourself from moaning into his mouth, because it felt so good, he felt so good and tasted even sweeter. When he eventually pulled back, he left you breathless, longing for more, and your head felt almost empty. It was perfect.

You blinked your eyes open, slowly letting go of his shirt. You could feel his heartbeat beneath your hands, that was beating as fast as your own.

“You believe me now that I’m serious about this? About you?” Eddie cupped your cheek, running his thumb over your cheekbone, eyes fixed on yours, trying to convey that he was absolutely sincere in his intentions.

“That’s not it, Eds…” The fog in your head slowly cleared, and you started to realise what had just happened. Panic started rising in your chest and you quickly broke the embrace, took a step back from him.

“Here we go..” Eddie mumbled, cursing himself for believing just for a moment that this could have a good ending, that you could commit to him. In a way, he understood you, but his longing for you overshadowed all his rational thinking.

“We can’t do this! This…” You shook your head, licking your slightly swollen lips that bore witness to what had just happened. “We cannot happen. We have to forget about this.”

“So, you’re not even giving this a chance?”

“That’s not it, Eddie, I already told you!” Oh, you wanted to give it a chance, give him a chance, because that kiss had already sent you to heaven. “But we can’t! This cannot happen again. Not as long as I’m your teacher!”

At that, Eddie’s ears perked up. “So… once you’re not my teacher anymore… we do have a chance, right?” “What?”

“That’s what you said, didn’t you?”

“I mean… yes. But I’ll be here for the rest of the year.”

“And I’ll graduate then. So I won’t be your student no matter what happens.”

“Well… that might be true, but…”

“Alright. Just can’t promise you that I won’t try now and then.” The way Eddie smirked at you made you press your legs together. He really had an effect on you that nobody else ever had.

“Just… this cannot happen again.”

“Okay.”

“Do you hear me, Mr Munson?”

“I do.” But the grin on his face told you that he wasn’t exactly listening to what you were saying. This wasn’t going to be easy at all.

“Good.” There was no use in trying to talk to him right now. Not when his eyes roamed your body again and his hands reached for yours. But this time, your head was clear enough to pull back from him, put some distance between you. “Thank you for this.” You took off his jacket and handed it back to him, before you slowly back up towards the door again. “I’ll see you in class.”

“Have a good night Miss Y/L/N.” Eddie said with a wink, arms crossed over his chest, while his eyes dropped to the swell of your butt when you turned around to open the door.

That was really going to be a long couple of months until the school year was over, and as much as you just wanted to forget about it, you knew that what had just happened would fuel a lot of dreams. At least, you could talk to Sandy about it, because she knew what had happened the moment she saw you come back through the door. Eddie would be your downfall, you were sure of that.

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