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omg jade!! this just popped into my head but do u think u could write smth ab roan gettin a tinyyyy bit jealous when reader gives attention to another kid? pls feel free to ignore if u dont like it hehe j smth i thought ab! ily!!

this request is from october I'm so sorry it took this long, thank you for requesting, ily ♥︎ fem!reader

Eddie’s friend Gareth has two kids. 

Twin boys, they hang off of him one to each arm and might be the cutest kids you’ve ever seen that aren’t Roan. One is much, much cuddlier than the other, and when he climbs into your lap you really, honestly can’t say no. He’s practically a baby still, two and half years old and chatty without real words. 

When he strokes your face with your hand, you look over his little head at Eddie where he’s sitting at the same picnic table and pout at him. 

“You want one?” he asks, raising his eyebrows. 

You rub the back of the baby’s head, hand stroking over fine, sandy brown hair. “Stop it.”

It’s a very cheeky joke considering you and Eddie haven’t been together that long. And besides, you think he might have his work cut out for him with his own baby girl, he doesn’t need another right now. 

Said baby girl has taken to holding your hand basically everywhere you go. You adore Roan and if she wants to hold your hand whenever she sees you, it’s an improvement from her wanting to always be carried. She’d been holding your hand five minutes ago before she proclaimed her need to pee. 

She emerges from the house and into the garden with her little hands dripping and Eddie beckons her over. You can hear their hushed conversation as he wipes her hands dry with his t-shirt. 

“Did you flush?” he asks quietly.

“Yeah, daddy.”

“Did you wipe the right way?”

She looks a little embarrassed, and then that embarrassment gets eaten by Munson rage. “Yeah, dad.”

Eddie only laughs. “Okay, alright. Thanks, mini me. Kiss for a job well done?”

Roan gives him a quick kiss and then throws her gaze to you. You watch what looks to be excitement shrivel up and dissolve into dust, her eyes widened and then pinched with hurt. 

“What’s the matter, baby?” you ask, hand splayed over the small back of your newfound charge. 

She doesn’t talk to you. Roan turns on her heel and climbs straight into Eddie’s lap, small thighs either side of his waist and face falling into his t-shirt. He’s as confused as you are, dropping his face down closer to hers and murmuring something too quiet to hear. Her tiny black bunches bounce as she shakes her head. 

He tucks a loose curl behind her ear. “Tell me, sweetheart,” he says gently. 

Roan pushes her face deeper into his chest and sighs. 

You’re at that stage of knowing and loving Roan where all of her upsets still feel huge to you. Eddie, having experienced her change in emotion every single day of her life, is much less affected. Not any less loving, or any less caring, but he doesn’t get so stressed. He pats her little back for what’s left of his friends garden party, and you say goodbye to your clinger when it’s time for their nap. 

“Let’s go home, should we?” Eddie asks gently, forehead tapped against Roan’s. 

She grumbles irritably and Eddie picks her up, her face quickly hidden in his neck. When all the goodbyes have been exchanged you follow him back to his car, nibbling your lip intermittently. Roan isn’t prone to being quiet like this unless she’s sick or tired, and it’s hours from bedtime, so she has to be sick. 

"She's not warm," Eddie tells you. 

"Do you feel sick?" you ask her anyways, not because you don't believe Eddie's capabilities as a dad, but for your own peace of mind — you don't like worrying about Roan. It gnaws at you. 

She doesn't speak to you. In fact, she doesn't speak to you for hours. Not when you get home, not at the dinner table, and not during cartoons before bed. She doesn't hug you goodnight, and that's when Eddie gives a knowing, amused snort. 

"What?" you ask, pulling your gaze from her retreating back to him. "What's funny? Your baby doesn't like me anymore, this is the opposite of funny." 

"She's just jealous." You scoot away from him. He pulls you back in with an eye roll. "Not of me, dork. Of Henry." 

You blink. "Gareth's kid?" 

"Yes." His head lolls lazily to the side, and his smile is more a smirk than anything else. "Come on, sweet thing. Use your brain." 

You would glare at him if the cogs weren't turning in your head. "Well, what do I do?" You stand up. "I gotta say sorry." 

Eddie catches your hand. When you look at him, he shakes his head. You love and hate how smug he is as a dad, how he simultaneously knows all the answers but has to call Wayne at least once a week with some whacky question. 

"What?" 

"You don't have to say sorry to her for hugging another kid, just… explain that she's your favourite." 

"She is my favourite." 

"I know."

You look down the hall and then back to your boyfriend. "Will you come with me?" 

"Always." Eddie gets up, and you hold hands all the way to Roan's bedroom, though the slim hallway makes it difficult. 

He knocks on Roan's door. "Babe?"

"Daddy?" 

He pushes open the door. Roan isn't sleeping, she usually doesn't until Eddie comes in to tuck her into bed and kiss her goodnight. She's sitting by the bottom of the bed with her big paper sketchbook and a crayon in hand, but she hasn't drawn anything yet. She drops the crayon and looks up at you both suspiciously. 

"Y/N wants to talk to you. Do you wanna sit in the bed together?" he asks her. 

She nods. Too soon, Eddie's pulling his hand out of yours and scooping Roan up deftly, and he climbs into her tiny princess bed with little hesitation. She looks small in his lap. 

You sit gingerly opposite. 

Eddie gives you an encouraging smile, worming his thumb into the palm of her hand. 

"Roan," you start, awkward because Eddie's listening, hesitant because you don't wanna mess this up. You decide to go for the straightforward approach. "You know you're my favourite girl, yeah?" 

She glares at you. 

Not what you'd been expecting. 

You try again. "I… I love you very much. Like, so much it squeezes out of me when you hug me, and you gotta push it all back in for me." 

An inkling of a smile appears. She loves that game, and she's stronger than she looks. It really does feel like she's squeezing all the air from your lungs sometimes. 

"And-" You continue, prompted by Eddie's voracious nodding. "And even though sometimes other boys and girls want to give me a hug, none of them ever give me hugs as good as yours. I just want you to know that your hugs are my favourite." 

Roan leans back heavy into Eddie's chest. He kisses the top of her head unthinking, lips hidden by her dark brown curls. 

Then, his lips move down to her ear, and he says, in his professional parenting voice that's all soft and warm, "I know you were unhappy when Y/N gave baby Henry a cuddle, but just 'cause she gave him a hug doesn't mean she can't give you one too. And ignoring people isn't something we like to do, is it?" 

Roan frowns at him. "But she was holding my hand first." 

"I know. You gotta share her, though. Like right now, you're in my lap, and Y/N isn't complaining. Maybe she wants to be in my lap, or maybe she wants you in hers." 

You take the queue. "I miss my goodnight hug," you say, hands moving forward. You pout at her. "Please, Roan."

You wouldn't force Roan into a hug if you didn't think she wanted one. You're right, thankfully, and Roan stands up, wobbling across the mattress in her pink pyjamas and straight into your chest. 

You curl your arms around her too tight and send Eddie your most thankful, loving look as Roan snuggles your neck. 

"Missed you, princess," you murmur, hand creeping up her back to play in the soft ends of her hair. 

You hug. Roan turns to mush, boneless, limp, every word for it, putty in your hands. Eddie had told you once that he thinks she likes your hugs because you're so soft. 

He wiggles his eyebrows. "Think about it," he whispers. "You could have two of her. Three." 

You close your eyes so you don't have to look at him, flustered but so happy you end up laughing. 

"Kiss?" you ask Roan. 

She nods. You cover her in kisses, every inch of her perfect face. 

Thank you so much @punk-gremlin for the tag. For those who don't know how this works, you post the first and last lines of your ten most recent fics (if you have that many fics) 1. Can I guess who kissed me? Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Courtney was the one to bring up the idea for the first time." and "This is the happiest he’s ever been."

2. Alone doesn't suit you Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Ian has been stressing about today since Anthony agreed to meet." and "Anthony nods and places a kiss to Ian’s temple." 3. Sharing bed like little kids Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Sharing a bed with an older version of Anthony feels so odd." and "He wouldn’t want to belong to anyone else." 4. Ivy and forget-me-nots Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Everyone in the world is born with a little bud drawn on their inner wrist." and "Without having to think about it too much, he just does the most natural thing he could do. He kisses his soulmate." 5. Careful what you wish for Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Anthony gradually wakes up." and "Turns out he can get adult Anthony flustered too, after all." 6. No thoughts, head full (of cum) Eddie Clayton/Charlie Ross (Ghostmates) "Charlie is quietly focusing on his work, doing some line art on his new tablet." and "He... has a feeling he’s going to be thinking about this experience for a long time." 7. Good girl Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Ian feels like he’s perfected the fifties housewife look at this point." and "He leans in and connects their lips." 8. Oh let me use you baby, I love you Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "Anthony’s on his bed, hand in his pants, trying to picture touching his girlfriend." and "Whatever is going to happen, he knows they’ll get through it together." 9. A part of me that will never be mine Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "There’s something familiar about this scene." and "So then, why does he desperately wish he could wake up?" 10. What if you closed your eyes Ian Hecox/Anthony Padilla (Smosh) "It’s a quiet afternoon, Ian sits on his couch listening to Anthony recount what was going through his mind when they shot the Who Slapped Me video." and "To have Anthony like this, the way he has him now? He’d endure all that and more." I don't know how many people I'm supposed to tag, or who to tag for the matter. I don't know who in this fandom has already done this, but I assume everyone 'cos everyone is just tagging each other lol So I'm gonna throw in a bunch of my friends from my older fandoms! @zeldahime @prewar-james @khazadspoon @feral-teeth @blondeforyou @commander-kiranerys If any of you have already done this or have no interest in doing this feel free to ignore <333 ily guys

Also any other fanfic writing tips? Do you have thoughts on chaptered fics vs longer one-shots? Do you ever struggle with characters feeling ooc?

I'm working my way up to finishing a couple WIPs and am very very nervous about posting them on ao3 😬😬

ooshdjsfh i think it’s funny when ppl ask me for writing advice bc i am a Mess but i will try my hardest to be helpful w this!

for the first bit, personally i’m a fan of oneshots, both writing and reading (there are exceptions for both ofc!!) just because i usually don’t have the attention span to write or read chaptered fics unless they’re finished and under 5 chapters ! but both of my chaptered fics are/were chaptered literally because i wrote too much to make it a oneshot without it feeling kind of clunky and awkward LOL i don’t usually write fics with big fleshed out plots anyway, and it’s more like a general storyline with a focus on individual scenes instead of the overarching plot, so i’ll write it all in one go! and i always write more than i think i will, so stories i plan to be like 10-15k ALWAYS end up at least 20k somehow 😭 personally i just rly appreciate when chaptered fics are consistent w uploading (as much as possible for the author) because it’s really hard for me to commit otherwise, which is why i don’t rly write them myself!!

and Oh My God anon,, i struggle CONSTANTLY w characters feelings ooc im always so concerned w my mike especially, since so much of s3 and 4 was more will pov and we didn’t get as much of an insight into mike’s internal struggles and thoughts like we did with will (the castle byers scene, van scene, jonathan talk, etc) so i’m always worried that the way i interpret him is not the same way that others might! and characters like lucas and dustin and max are easier since their povs in the show have stayed pretty consistent since their first appearances, and even will is easier for me to write (although i prefer mike which is pretty obvious maybe LOL) but mike Stresses Me Out a lot,, whew !!

if ur having trouble w that my advice (or at least what i do, take it w a grain of salt siskfjsjf) is think whether or not u could imagine this character saying that in the show. like, if this dialogue was added to a scene would it feel weird and out of place? do they usually use words like that? are there words used in the show specific to this character? (e.g: robin with “dingus”) i do take a lot of creative liberty w characters like mike and will especially when writing fluff fics, since so much of s4 and the end of s3 has been Sad and we haven’t gotten much humorous interaction from them, but i always try to ask myself if it’s true to their dynamic. like, mike would never ever pull off being suave and cool (except maybe in will’s unreliable narrator pov) because he gets flustered and is kind of an idiot and will is canonically a little bitchy and a little snarky and one of the only people who can put mike in his place so .

and thinking abt their motivations and Why they act/think the way they do: in byler’s case for example, will is selfless to a fault where he keeps putting other people before him, he’s so scared of his own needs making him selfish or a bad person that he often backpedals too far trying to amend that (s4!!) but he gets frustrated pretty easily (he’s the one that’s Started both of the infamous byler fights, the one that blows up first) and isn’t afraid to call mike out on things !! vs mike who tries really really hard, and has so much love for the people in his life but he’s inexperienced in it and doesn’t know how to show it in the way they want (saying ily to el, being a good friend to will) and a lot of his own inner monologue being fueled by the fear that the people in his life don’t need him anymore and yk . stuff like that . idk i just think abt these things a lot when i write!

anyways i am not qualified in the slightest to give any of this advice so FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THIS !! but anon if u ever end up publishing those wips (pls do) PLEASE don’t hesitate to drop me a link i’d love to check them out! posting fics can be rly scary but my advice would be to have as much fun with it as u can! play around w tropes and dialogue and writing styles and povs as much as u want. it can be easy to get caught up in writing what u think ppl want to read or thinking u Have to write smth bc someone asked for it but literally just write whatever u want (that’s like . not insane and awful for obvious reasons) and enjoy urself!!

hope this helped !! <3

I apologise and I hope you'll forgive me for using your simblr askbox for this but i just read your rants on your writing blog and I had to drop by. You can ignore this ask if it oversteps boundaries. I hope people can see n understand that writing fics is not your source of income and respect the fact that your office job is what gets your bills paid. I dont think they've got any right to say "leave the company" type-thing to you when they dont know the whole story, it's just unecessary advice-

I really hope people, instead of screaming at you to update SY with their pitchforks in the air, wait patiently for the update (WHENEVER u decide to do so) and at least empathise with your situation as working people/corporate slaves themselves. Im sure most of us are the same so I dont understand why some have the nerve to act entitled on the internet? I mean i get it that the story might be something they were looking forward to but god, its not just them who have lives separate of tumblr. (2)

I'm now ranting, I'm sorry but seeing you apologise for not updating SY when you already said you've put the series on hiatus till 19th May didnt sit well with me. I didnt think you needed to apologise when you've said time and time again that your promotion has left you with very little free time on your hands. Doesn't that clearly mean that you wont be able to update your fics as quick and frequent as SN got updated cause you literally don't have free time? Shouldn't people respect that? (3)

And shouldn't they respect the fact that free time doesn't always mean that you're gonna spend it all on writing SY?? Like, fuck i'm so fucking mad rn. I'm so sorry that you have to deal with entitled readers too who think that all your free time should be devoted to writing fics only. You genuinely sound so fucking stressed, frustrated and thoroughly overworked in your posts, Saint and I hope people fucking open their eyes to see it instead of being Seras and seeing only their woes. (4)

I do hope and pray you get your break and rest first cause i know you've got your personal reasons for putting yourself through this whole overworking ordeal and i'm no one to tell you what to do or not. I can just hope for your good mental and physical health and for your boss to not ask you to cover full shifts last minute when you've already worked full time for yours the entire week. Again, before I forget, PLEASE, update SY at YOUR pace. (5)

I've been locked in ever since u posted SN1 so im not leavin til' I get SY15 (OH WAIT, ill have to get off the roller coaster if u ever discontinue it, which is totally fine too! pls dont take that as me pushing u to finish sy T-T im sorry) Take your time with it. You're already risking your health over your job rn and u dont need to do that with writing- something that's your escape. ANYWAY, ive talked bs for way too long and i apologise if this all isn't coherent and for repetitive ask-ings. 6

it’s okkk and thank u, i appreciate u sm :’( i’m sorry you had to see me freaking out earlier. i’m truly just fed up and exhausted with my life outside of this web space. i only apologized for not being able to post frequent updates bc i want readers to understand that i’m not abandoning sy by choice. in fact, i get very veryyy sad that i can’t find the time to write it. i feel bad that i can’t even have proper conversations with my moots here and they prob think i’m ignoring them 😭 i also just came across this post where two of my readers are having an exchange abt how sy has slow updates and it’s making them lose interest and i was kinda hurt but i understand tbh sddjfjsjs but YOU, ILY AND I HOPE YOU’RE HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY. tysm for dropping by and for understanding my situation (ik i sound dramatic but aaaaaaa)

i’ll open anon on main so u can reach out there too <33

Made of Steele - Chapter 13

*Warning: Adult Content*

Graduation was around the corner and with it came the stress of the future.

The stress however for me, simply only came from one person.

"Jamie, are you listening?" my dad sighed across the table as he put down his cup of black coffee.

"I know you're an adult now but at-least let me or Evan know when you're staying out."

'Staying out' was a wonderful way of putting it, despite that I only stayed inside the whole time I was 'out'.

"I'm listening."

I put my fork down and looked across the table, seeing as Evan was looking uncomfortable with a piece of toast in his mouth.

"Cut him some slack, Donovan," Evan said, sighing at my dad. "He's seconds from becoming a drone to society, this will be the only time he gets to really have fun."

My dad glared at Evan.

"He can have fun but I also need to know where he goes and who with."

Evan rolled his eyes and then looked at me, ignoring my dad currently staring daggers at him as Evan grins at me.

"So, where were you?"

I immediately felt uncomfortable with all eyes on me and even though I was not ashamed of Kit or our strange and new connection to each other, talking about it with my dad and Evan was just...

"I was with a friend..."

There was a time and place and this was not the time to tell them that I might have a thing for another guy.

My dad sighs while Evan simply looks at me, a ghost smile creeping on his lips as I pull my attention away from both as my phone buzzes in my pocket.

I grab my phone and see that I had two texts, one from Kit, and one from Hannah.

HANNAH: Are you free tonight? I really want you to meet that girl I was telling you about... she is throwing a party and I really want you to come. Please, please pleaseeee x 10000

KIT: Change of plans, I am officially all yours tonight if you are cool with being seen with me in public? ;) I was thinking we could see a movie?

So, Hannah wanted me to meet the girl that my ex-girlfriend was crushing on or seeing, either way, I did not know how to feel about it.

I couldn't be jealous, upset or mad, not after what I did with Kit.

Still, a movie with Kit sounds better than a party with drunk people I do not know.

Then again, I was curious about who this girl was and if she was good enough for Hannah because even though we were not dating, I still cared about her.

This could also be perfect timing, if Kit wanted to see me tonight, I could bring him as a plus one to this party, that way I won't be blowing him off and he'd finally get that time in public with me.

I sent Hanna a quick text.

ME: Can I bring a +1?

As I wait for Hannah to text me back, I listened to my dad and Evan talk about something on the news, until finally, a minute later, she texts me back.

HANNAH: Of Course. As long as it's Mr. Sexy sub teacher :)

I sigh and shake my head at her text then opened Kit's text to ask him if he wanted to come.

I didn't tell Kit anything about Hannah and her new interest in another girl, so this was going to be awkward for not only me but probably him too, as it really couldn't get more confusing than it already was.

ME: How about a party?

Kit text me back almost immediately.

KIT: What party?

ME: Hanna's new 'sort of friend'...

KIT: Haha. 'Sort of friend.' I'm confused. What does that mean?

ME: It's complicated and not my place to say. Just come.

ME: I want you to come.

I waited for his text for a full minute before he got back to me and when he did, I couldn't help but snort.

KIT: Okay, geez. If you really want to see me. Fine. I'll come and keep you company ;) 'Mr sort of handsome'.

I snort again... 'sort of handsome'?

This asshole was messing with me but surprisingly it didn't bother me as much as it first did when I first met and spoke to Kit.

He's growing on me and I don't know if that's a good or bad thing.

I send Hannah a quick text.

ME: We'll be there.

HANNAH: I CAN'T WAIT. TY TY TY. See you both tonight. I'll send you the address after my hair appointment.... ILY.

"I'll be out tonight. Hanna's having a party," I tell my dad, interrupting their conversation.

Both Dad and Evan look at me, just as the nanny walks into the room holding Allie at her hip.

"What no invite?" Evan jokes, as my dad gets up and picks up Allie.

"You wish, society drone," I said back, getting up from my seat, making Evan laugh out loud.

I look at my dad and see him paying more attention to Allie than to me, so I take this as the perfect time to go take a shower and get dressed, not wanting to stick around any longer than I already have.

I go to leave the room but my dad's voice stops me as he calls my name.

"Jamie, should I be worried?" he asks and I stare at him for a moment before shaking my head.

With that, I take one last look at my dad, Evan and Allie, then walk out of the room and head towards my bedroom, my mind on tonight as I think of what to wear.

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I made it to Kit's apartment and waited in the car, as I text him to tell him that I'm waiting for him in the parking lot.

I really didn't want to go tonight and after arguing and persuading with myself that, if Kit was there, then maybe I'll have a good time, despite parties not being my thing.

To say I wasn't nervous would be a lie, this would be the first time I went anywhere with Kit in public.

I didn't know what we were at this point, I couldn't call him my boyfriend because we hadn't even known each other that long.

Was he just my fuck buddy?

I'm sure that if I asked Kit that, it'd only annoy him, after-all... he's already mentioned, multiple times that he liked me.

Hah, 'liked.'

What was there to like?

My personality?

Don't make me laugh...

A knock on my car window pulls me from my thoughts as I look out to see who it is and when I see his face, I unlock the door and watch as he opens the door to the passenger side.

"Wow, nice car," Kit said, closing the door, then putting on his seatbelt.

"Thanks," I start the car up. "You ready?"

I looked at Kit before I started driving and took a look at how he was dressed, and just from looking at him, I was starting to wonder why someone as good looking as Kit would like me.

He dressed nice and smelled good, he had fashion sense and he was charismatic, there was not a single girl or guy that Kit couldn't get, so why me?

"Yeah," he laughed. "Honestly I'm a little surprised."

I looked at him as I started driving out the parking lot.

"What for?"

"You don't seem like the party type and suddenly you're inviting me to a party with Hannah..." he smiled uncomfortably as I turned my eyes back to the road. "Are you still... with her?" he asked, making me snort.

If only he knew but I wasn't going to tell him anything until Hannah did, it wasn't my place and it made me uncomfortable given how awkward the situation already was.

"No, we're just friends."

Kit turned quiet and didn't ask anything else and honestly, I was thankful for it, despite knowing that right now he was probably second guessing everything, considering I wasn't giving anything away about Hannah.

For the rest of the car ride to Hannah's 'friend's' house, I had to put music on, to avoid the deafening silence I would have, once upon a time liked but now wanted badly to get rid of.

Finally, I found the 'house' within a nice, gated community and the moment I pulled up to the area, Kit noticeably became uncomfortable as I didn't miss the way his eyes widened, almost shocked when he saw where we were.

I knew this area well and whoever this girl was Hannah wanted me to meet, was part of a very elite family, as the people who only lived here either came from money or earned it through politics.

It made me just want to turn this car around and go to the movies.

"Uh, Hannah's friend... What did she say their name was?" Kit asks me, as I drive through the gate, after giving my name to the security by the gate.

"She didn't say," I said, looking at Kit, as he looked out the window.

Kit had paled but nodded his head, making me look at him curiously before I drove down the road with multiple cars parked by the sides, leading up to where the loud music was coming from.

I instantly spotted the house, with colourful strobe lights lighting up the mansion and people out front laughing, drinking and smoking in groups.

Just what party did Hannah invite me to?

The more I looked, the more it looked like a college party and not a high school one, from how old some of the people looked.

I found a place to park and then turned off the car, both me and Kit got out the car and I saw that the look on Kit's face didn't change, it was strange.

It was almost like he was seeing a ghost.

"You okay?" I had to ask, as I went beside him, both of us walking towards the party.

Kit didn't say anything but smiled at me and nodded his head but I wasn't convinced, he was obviously uncomfortable... and that look on his face, it had me anxious.

Was he regretting coming here with me?

I didn't have a chance to ask, as a familiar voice called my name, as we stood in front of the house to the party Hannah had invited us to and as I turned around, I saw Kit eyes widen and his already pale face whiten as he stared at the girl next to Hannah.

They were both wearing bikini's and during that moment I took a second look around the party and noticed that half the other guests were also in swimwear.

The fuck... was this a pool party?

"Hi, Kit," the girl said, making Kit's jaw tighten and his face turn emotionless as he stared at the girl, the girl next to Hannah. "Fancy seeing you here," she smiled, intertwining her hand with Hannah's. 

People might not be aware but I watch a lot of Netflix shows and series— as in, a lot. I guess I'd start a thread of my rants and thoughts here because this is my safe space. This shall be updated. Feel free to ignore because there's SPOILERS for sure. I repeat, SPOILERS. [Last Updated on 03/23/22]

- Money Heist: I'm mad you killed my two favorite bad-ass main btchs but sure. You made me curious and you made me cry, hmp.

- Lucifer: I want more, ok? The Season 6 was a bit of a rush but I know that MUST NOT BE THE END!!

- Sex Education: Still watching the new season BUT WHY DIDN'T OTIS SAY ILY BACK TO MIMI in Ep3?? You're breaking my heart for sure.

- How to Get Away with Murder: You made me insanely curious, excited, and stressed. I thought more here than in my exams.

- You: The two seasons made me wonder how he is so obsessed yet easily changes targets— are men really like this? JK!!

- 13 Reasons Why: I have a lot of crushes here and I guess I must say that the idea both of this book and movie is brilliant even though critics are wary of its visual scenes.

- The End of the F****** World: This is my comfort movie!! It makes me feel nostalgic and emotional despite the weird representations and scenes. I guess it was the nature or the constant moving and exploration.

- Elite: Just like any other series, main characters kept on dying but I commend the visuals— again, I have a lot of crushes here on all genders.

- Alice in Borderland: CAN'T WAIT FOR SEASON 2. PERIOD.

- Stranger Things: I've never been into Scifi until this. I guess it awakened my curiosity to seek for the strange.

- Locke & Key: I could still remember the person who referred this to me and while this is a very intelligent film, I can't wait to watch this again with someone.

- Black Mirror: It scares and amazes me at the same time. As a lover of metaphor especially those emphasizing social issues, I recommend this. EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH THIS!! Can't wait to watch the Bandersnatch version.

- Girl From Nowhere: Season 1 was the best! Season 2 was a bit pushy but the metaphors made it bearable. After learning the casts personally, I find it easier to understand their roles and purpose.

- Chilling Adventures of Sabrina: I find it hilarious that my secondary knowledge about celestial data is from Netflix. I kept on comparing its details to that of Lucifer's but Sabrina brings justice to its target participants being the youth.

- Umbrella Academy: Must watch! The sibling rivalry brought issues of power and trust but overall, this is another Scifi series I wouldn't want to miss.

- The Queen's Gambit: Being an advocate of women empowerment, this series gave me the power I need. The women representation was excellently portrayed despite the issues of addiction in the plot. The elegance in the protagonist added spice to my taste of fashion.

- Emily in Paris: It was biased as even before watching this, I have read opinions of bore from the film. However, I enjoyed learning about the stereotypes in the French culture.

- Sweet Home: My taste in horror exactly fits this category! Korean horror, thriller, and dramas really catch my analogy of things. As much as I try to see beyond the metaphors and connections in the monster each cast is becoming, the reality in humans nature was portrayed smoothly as well.

- Easy: At first, I find it slow-pacing but as I see the essence of every episode, I appreciate the thought behind every script and story. After all, every relationship have a story to tell and having to watch this series opened my mind to the value of communication.

- Atypical: This is another comfort film for me!! Aside from my advocacy in promoting mental health awareness via learning through media like this, I also adore the social and personal issues portrayed here. As a comedy-drama film, this series hits home.

- Ginny & Georgia: Many people are hating on Ginny here and I can see why. But if you're making me choose between Hunter & Marcus, I'd choose Hunter, lol. Lesson: Don't be a two-timer— NEVER. It gives me "Never Have I ever" vibes too.

- Sexify: Good advocacy!! This is another women empowerment series which aims to demystify sex myths. If you're openminded or if you want to be one, watch this!

- Insatiable: The exaggeration here made it unrealistic and creepy but overall, it's not so bad. It's a good popcorn-kinda series and everything's chill. I only like the advocacy of self-love <3

- Teenage Bounty Hunters: This series made me questioned the system of religions— as I admit how I prefer personal faith, I can't avoid being biased as to how I perceive the hypocrisy in their environment.

- Santa Clarita Diet: WEIRDEST I'VE WATCHED!! But I love Drew Barrymore so I finished watching it XD

- I'm not Okay with this: This is another film I dedicated to watch to further my knowledge on assessing connections and feelings in my attempt to understand people more. It's a good series considering that it has a good mix of a shallow Scifi, comedy, drama, and thriller (?). It's giving me a "Carrie" vibe with its poster tho.

- Everything Sucks: The target market for this are the ages below me and I must admit that I got bored at first not because I can barely relate but because it was a little bit vintage. However, I commit to the series I watch and considering that it was produced on 2018, that was a great job to contextualize it on a vintage era. I love the aesthetic and the vibes!! P.s. Emaline is so GORGEOUS.

- Never Have I Ever: I love how they break stereotypes here by showing stereotypes — Ironic XD I watched this mostly for fun. It is certainly a comedy and it made me laugh for sure 'cause I'm a pretty corny person myself. Opinion coming through: Paxton is not really a boyfriend material, lol. Ben must be a nerd but he's sweet and thoughtful AND SMART, duh?? Lesson AGAIN: Don't cheat!

- Re:Mind: It was bothering to witness how this mostly revolves on a single setting but the flashbacks helped build up the story. There's a lot of plot twist but the exaggeration of most casts is also bothersome. There's a lot of metaphor to decipher but I think I'd like this series better if there had been more diversity in the casts.

- Unbelievable: If you like watching crime documentaries, this is a subtle recommendation! It's triggering in how the system do fails justice but this is also empowering how two women police collaborated for her.

- Inventing Anna: Damn, I love documentaries and this is based on a true story so go ahead and watch some drama! You can't be a social climber when you're too young and wise for it– who are you even, Anna?

- One of us is lying: They say that the book is better but since I have yetto read it, I enjoyed this thriller series! If you're also a fan of Nancy Drew, this is for you too!

- Lupin: A series about revenge, gentleman robbery, power, love, family, and the system.

- Manifest: Another sci-fi series for y'all! It's also a thriller and has a mind-boggling plot. As fan of signs and symbols, it's a yes for me.

- Euphoria: Just like elite, it tackles personal and social issues like relationships, genders (women, patriarchy, LGBTQA+) self-love, mental health, drugs, sex, crimes, family, and trust. Again, I love Sydney Sweeney as Cassie! And maddy, jules, and rue too :3

- Squid Game: Like "the platform," I love the metaphor and intent to divulge human nature towards violence, greed, bias, and selfishness in exchange of an artificial prize in the form of cash. This also tackles relationships and the social gap. Lesson: Don't do debts and don't believe in face value. Don't take the easy way out because that's an illusion. Stop the system serving the elite.

- Extracurricular: This tackles social issues like poverty, the elite, sex workers, and prostitution among teenager students. As a woman, I find it triggering how this could actually be someone's reality.

- The Uncanny Counter: I love the casts and the plot!! Fantasy and thriller put together is a winner! I watched it together with Sweet Home so I feel like these two are good Korean series suggestions!

- All of us are dead: As much as posisble, I try to avoid mainstream media but this one, as a zombie apocalypse in a school set-up, deserves the hype. Though the choices of the casts are disappointing, it's an emotional rollercoaster too.

Alright I couldn't see if requests were open or not so sorry if you're not accepting RN just ignore me if you aren't XD So uh I'm really really really in love with the BSD collage AU and I just need more content for it so please may I sin- I mean ask for general headcanons of Chuuya and Akutagawa with their s/o in the Collage AU thank you so much for providing me with more fuel for my trashy fire, thanks ily and your writing xx

This is my favorite AU honestly[Chuuya]•You’re never lacking in the coffee or energy drink department. If you don’thave any at your house Chuuya buys you a case of your favorite and stocks yourfridge full especially around finals season. But, Chuuya knows surviving offenergy drinks is terrible for your health so he spends Sunday’s doing meal prepfor you (and him) so you have snacks and food for the week in case you’re toobusy to cook or go out to dinner with him.• Chuuya spends the majority of his time in your dorm or at your apartment ifyou’re on different schedules.  He napsin your bed or does chores if your place is a bit messy, and sometimes hesurprises you by being absolutely naked under the covers when you get home. Ifyou’re a bit stressed he pulls you to the bed and starts massaging yourshoulders. More often than not if you only came home for a twenty minute breakbetween classes you end up not making it to class, or if you do you look very disheveledthanks to Chuuya and his magic hands.• Attending class is the worst part of this experience to Chuuya and if he canget away with skipping all together without affecting his grade he will. Hewaits for you to get out of class with a fresh cup of coffee and takes you outfor lunch. Depending on how much time you have free Chuuya whisks you away toan impromptu date. A movie, a festival, or a local bar he’s been wanting tocheck out for a while. Chuuya knows studying is important but on these dates hetends to coax you into staying with him a little longer or come back to hisapartment so he can ‘help’—you both know he has zero intentions of helping youstudy.• Games are important to Chuuya, it’s how he got a full ride to school in thefirst place and he invites you to every game. Seeing your face in the crowd beforea game starts helps him focus and helps him fight away any exhaustion or stresshe was feeling beforehand. He always finds you before the game starts for a goodluck kiss that leaves you breathless. He keeps a little soccer ball keychain onhis game bag near the sidelines that you gave him when you first starteddating; he fiddles with it when he’s on the sidelines and getting nervous ifhis team is losing.• When he needs to Chuuya can buckle down and study (he can’t risk losing hisscholarship) so he organizes little study dates somewhere quiet. Chuuya prefersstudying where all his things are and he winds up turning a small space of hisroom into a romantic comfy spot perfect for all night cramming and cuddling. Hemakes room for carry-over stuff of yours on his desk and gets a big comfy chairboth of you can fit on. There’s a mini-fridge with snacks, wine, water bottles,and all of your favorites. [Akutagawa]• Akutagawa takes his grades very seriously and is often buckled down in hisroom or the corner of a library studying. As much as he wants to spend timewith you his schoolwork comes first, but he won’t be upset if you come andsnuggle up to him while he’s reading or outlining a paper. Running his fingersthrough your hair helps relax him when he’s staring too intensely at a PDF fileof his logic lecture. Planting little kisses on his neck helps soothe him, anddistract him, if you’re pushy enough for his attention.• The minute he can afford it Akutagawa is practically running out of his dormroom to an apartment by himself. Of course you’re welcome to live there but notreally, in that awkward grey area because Akutagawa still likes his space, andhe leaves half the closet and a dresser drawer open for you. Unless you’re bothtrying to study for a final or have to whip a paper out of your ass in twohours Akutagawa assumes you’re going to be spending the night with him all thetime.• Akutagawa loves campus in the fall. Tumbling auburn leaves crunching underhis boots, the grey clouds and gusts of wind that make you snuggle up to himwhile he’s walking you to class. Instead of reminding you to bring your owncoat Akutagawa saves one of his older ones for you to wear during the coldermonths. When it starts to snow he brings out the matching scarf for you, andalways wears the one you gave him last year when his other one ripped.• Unless he’s absolutely famished Akutagawa hates eating in the dining hall andwould rather grab something to go from his apartment and eat outside or takeyou to breakfast. Starting off the day with food that doesn’t look or taste terribleis important, but there is a certain hot beverage cart near his old dorm thatAkutagawa has to go to in the mornings or he will be very grumpy. They’re theonly cart on campus that carries the type of tea he prefers. • Sleeping is a foreign concept to Akutagawa, and there are weekends where he’sslamming red bulls down his throat to finish a thesis and a report before Sundaymorning. Letting him ride out his insane homework habits is best because hewill get pissed if you try and interrupt him. But, after he’s finisheddestroying himself for 48 hours he’ll shower, crawl into bed, and snuggle up toyou like a koala with his limbs wrapped tightly around you and promptly passout for the entire day.

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( feel free to ignore this if you don’t like the idea )

ok so this could be for Steve ( or eddie I don’t really care) but he surprises you when you’re at college and like the r and Steve were long distance before

p.s I love you and your writing sm you’ll never understand how much love I have for your writing hope you had a great night/day <33

long distance boyfriend Steve putting cough guy and all other lackluster boyfriends to shame!! tysm for ur request ily ♡ fem!reader

It's been a really long time since you saw your boyfriend. You and Steve had been long distance before. Now that you're at college it's double what it had been, and it feels impassable sometimes.

Of course you've met him, and you know him, you've spent stolen weeks together that always feel like they exist outside of time, and at the end of each one it's harder to say goodbye.

Still, he's only ever a phone call away. Miles and miles and miles, but you're very connected. Which might be why you're in such a tizzy today. He hasn't answered the phone once. You'd tried this morning before he went to work and he hadn't answered. You'd tried his place of work and his bubble best friend Robin had answered, saying he was a little busy and to call back later. You had, and nobody answered at all. Finally, at 7PM, you'd called his house phone and met the same blank wall. You want to cry.

You get scared all the time that he's going to find someone else. How could you? He's handsome in that awful, chest-aching way. Each time you see him in person is agony, to realise and remember how softly gorgeous he is with his huge brown eyes and his silky hair. He's kind, and he's funny, and he's effortlessly charming. You can't imagine the amount of interest he garners.

You sniffle to yourself, stressed beyond words. College sucks and work sucks, and the corner store hadn't had anything nice to drink so now you're thirsty and missing your boyfriend who might not be your boyfriend much longer.

You live in a small house with some other girls, and as soon as you open the door one of them calls out to you. "Hey, Y/N! Did they have it?"

"No," you say morosely, slipping out of your shoes. At least your roommates are nice. "It's okay though. I'm just... uh, I'm gonna call Steve again and then cry myself to sleep."

There's a wave of girly giggling at your joke.

"Laugh it up," you mumble ruefully.

"Would you come in here, first?" Mellissa asks. She's the tall one who always makes you desserts when she has extra. "I need help."

"Sure."

You hang your coat up on the rack and rub your sore eyes. You hadn't cried so much as teared up on the way home, and it's hard to be upset around other people. You shake your hair out and turn the corner into the kitchen, eyes on your skirt as you walk in.

"Guys, do you think this skirt makes me look like a weirdo? I liked the pattern when I got it, but now I'm thinking it makes me look like a carpet."

"It's nice."

You look up so fast your neck clicks audibly.

"I don't think you look like a carpet," Steve says, hands braced either side of the counter behind him. He snorts like he's thinking about what you've just said in more detail. "How do you come up with this stuff?"

Any nonchalance he's enacting slips away as you rush forward. He meets you half way, and he slides his arms under yours to steady you as you collide with his chest.

"Oh my god," you moan, sounding remarkably close to tears in seconds. You force your face as deeply as you can into his neck and cling to him like he might slip away. "Are you real?"

Your roommates all laugh, and Melissa shushes them. You listen to them file out of the room, cooing and awing, but your attention is quickly stolen (rightfully) by Steve's hands. He has big hands and they feel huge as they spread out over your shoulders, glueing you tight to his front.

"You're here," you say, and then you really start to cry.

"I'm here." Steve sighs at your shaking. He starts to sway you slowly from one side to the other, hand patting a gentle rhythm. "Sorry I didn't call. I thought it would be a good surprise... 'Til your roommate told me you've been worrying about me."

He pulls your head out of his neck and meets your eyes. You look back and blink tears out of your lashes so you can see him clearly, starving for his details. He looks exactly as he had the last time you'd left him, bar a small, almost minute cut under his chin. You bring your hand up to touch it carefully. He's always been sloppy with a razor.

"You don't have to worry about me. I'm not going anywhere," he says, imploring. "You know? You should know by now the only reason I'm missing your call is because I'm on my way to you or dying in a ditch somewhere."

You laugh wetly, wiping your sticky face with the back of your hand. "Don't say that."

"It's true."

Your movements turn urgent because you really want to kiss him now but you're all gross and wet. Steve gets the memo and shakes his sleeve over his hand, holding the fabric over the bottom of his palm to wipe your eyes, your nose.

"Sorry," you mumble.

He shushes you and closes the gap, forehead sliding against your own, nose tips touching as he forces your head back. "Don't be sorry," he says, words hot against your lips. You ache for him to kiss you.

"I really missed you," you say.

Steve kisses you before you can burst into renewed tears. It's urgent but he's never not a gentleman. Any attempt to deepen the kiss that you make is met with a breathless laugh and his pulling back. He nips and kisses and dedicates himself to your lips, hands and arms lifting you upwards until you're impossibly close.

"I missed you," he says, breaking the kiss. It's like he can't help himself, because he wades back in immediately. "Too." Another stolen kiss. "So much. So much."

Eventually, his lips move to your cheek and yours to his. You stand there breathing in each others skin and clinging, though your arms loosen over time as reality sinks in. He's here. He's real.

"How long are you here?" you ask, knowing the answer's gonna break your heart.

"I got ten days for you, if you'll have me. Already checked with your roommates. They said if I buy you all dinner one night for my share of the rent then it's okay."

You grow dizzy with joy. Ten days.

"You don't have to do that, really," you say, hands moving frenetically up and down his back.

"I want to. Thank them for keeping my secret."

You gasp and take a half step back. Steve follows you, like a twin star chasing it's counterpart. "They knew?" you ask.

"I needed your address."

"How'd you even talk to them?"

He takes your shoulder into his grip and shakes you mildly. "I have my ways." You gawp. "I waited until you were in class n' called your phone until one of them answered. I'm surprised they let me in."

You giggle, the sound laden with a contagious joy that has your boyfriend smiling and trying to kiss you again. You laugh into his mouth, and he laughs back. The sound tastes sweet.