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silent-stories · 9 months

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Pairing: Eddie x F!Reader

Summary: Your friends, like the whole school, don't like Eddie Munson. You, on the other hand, think you'd like to get to know him but that's probably never going to happen. Until you find yourself locked up with him in the school library.

The parking lot was crowded, filled with students arriving and getting ready for another day at Hawkings Highschool as you walked alongside your two friends through the sea of people.

"Is this jacket new?" Debby asked as she approached you with her nose, as if to sniff it, with an almost disgusted expression painted on her face.

You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes, it wasn't the first time Debby complained about the way you dressed, among the many faults she seemed to find in you every time.

"Um, yeah." You raised your eyebrows not understanding what she was getting at.

"It's leather." She stated as if the fact were a crime. "Leather stinks."

"Debby, it's not even real leather, it can't stink. I bought it for ten dollars at the flea market."

"Oh. So that's why it stinks."

"Debby, I swear I-"

"Hey, hey" Jess interrupted you "no one stinks in here, okay? Look, Y/N... Debbs and I were planning on going out tomorrow night. Maybe to the movies or something?"

"I'm sorry..."

"Ugh, what you have to do again?" Jess rolled her eyes, smoothing her perfect cheerleading skirt with her hands.

Jess was one of the most popular girls in school, perhaps second only to Chrissy Cunningham and a few other cheerleaders who became known through their jocks boyfriends.

"You know I work almost every day after school. Does the new record store sound familiar?"

"Oh c'mon, why do you have to work so much?" Jess snorted.

"Because I need money?" It was something between an answer and a question, you had never thought anyone would ask you why you decided making your own money was a good idea.

"Hey, it's okay. We'll do it another time okay?" Debby concluded, as you finally entered the school and Jess saw her boyfriend in the distance, talking to other jocks, all in their sparkly green and white school uniforms.

"Hey Beck!" She raised a hand to get the boy's attention and waved at him at the same time, trotting towards him and instantly forgetting you.

"God, she's so in love with him." Debby commented dreamily still by your side, looking at her friend from afar.

You saw the possessive way Beck kissed his girlfriend and then put his arm around her and held her close as he continued to talk to his friends, his hand was basically on her ass. "Mh, i guess she is. I really don't like that guy, anyway."

"How couldn't you? The whole school is as in love with Beck as they are with Jason." She waved at the blond boy who was now laughing at something a member of the basketball team had just said.

"Yeah, I don't like Jason either." You shrugged.

"That's impossible. He's one of the hottest guys I've ever seen."

"Debs, I'm not talking about his physical appearance. I don't like him as a person. I don't like how he behaves and how he treats people around him."

Debby looked at you for a moment with a slight smile on her lips as if she expected me to suddenly tell her you were joking.

"See you later in class, okay?"

You shook your head, thinking it was almost pointless to voice your opinion to people like her.

"Sure, see you later."

Biology class was silent as the teacher explained the reproduction of cells through mitosis.

From your desk almost at the back of the room, you could see that Jess and Beck had no idea what the the tracher was talking about and kept exchanging notes probably filled with hearts and written in pink marker, you could see that the quiet boy at the first desk was just pretending to listen and that his gaze often fell on the window, probably fantasizing about what he saw outside, and finally, to your surprise, you could see that Eddie Munson, for the first time, had a pen in his hand he seemed to be writing.

Eddie Munson was a guy you never quite understood, both before you had a few classes together and after.

He didn't seem to be very interested in school, his grades or the way he responded to the teachers but it was already the second time he was repeating his last year of high school, proving that deep down, maybe, he didn't want to dropout.

He seemed to like to make all Hawkings think he was the mean and scary cultist people already thought he was yet he spent his free time playing a fantasy board game with freshmen, making them feel accepted in a school in which if you were considered even remotely different you could consider yourself doomed.

Eddie Munson was unusual and one of those people you wanted to get to know and understand what he was really like just because seen from an outside point of view, he seemed like an enigma.

"Well well well, what do we have here, Mr Munson?"

Mr. Walker's voice pulled you out of your thoughts and your head, like that of all your classmates, snapped towards Eddie.

That was the moment you realized that the whole time, Eddie wasn't taking notes but he was drawing something that you couldn't quite see from where you were.

"Oh-oh, someone's in trouble." You heard someone chuckle.

The teacher took the paper from Eddie's hands and looked at it with a wicked smile on his lips. "And what is this supposed to be?"

A slight smirk appeared on Eddie's lips. "Shouldn't you know? You studied animals and that stuff, right?"

The teacher chuckled as he crumpled up the paper and walked over to the bin next to his desk, dropping it among the day's other rubbish.

"I bet the freak will repeat the year for the third time." You hear Beck whisper and Jess laugh right after.

"I won't send you to detention again because I really want this year to be your last." The teacher continued, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at Eddie with a severe look. "But if you still don't pay attention to the lessons, you won't give us any other choice. Okay?"

"Okay." Eddie replied after a moment of silence, the way he said it vaguely recalled the professor's tone and you were sure he did it to make fun of him, the smirk on his lips was still there.

After one last glare Mr.Walker sat down again behind his desk and continued reading from the book.

The last laughs faded and the last gazes on Eddie returned to the notebooks, except yours.

You saw how his cocky expression gave way in less than a second when he thought no one was paying attention to him anymore, you saw how he closed his eyes for a moment, huffing as if the existence of the possibility of repeating the year for the third time suddently hit him, while passing a hand over his face with a tired expression.

The look in his eyes was far from the one they had when he teased jocks or made speeches on top of the cafeteria tables.

He had just dropped his facade and no one had even noticed.

You can't deny that for the rest of the lesson you kept eyeing him, only to find him propped up on his elbows on his desk, playing with the rings on his fingers.

When the bell rang Eddie was the first to get up, he grabbed his jacket and darted out of the classroom without once looking back.

You, on the other hand, were the last to leave, after placing your books back in your bag, but as soon as you stepped out the door an idea crossed your mind.

Maybe it was stupid, maybe it was even useless. You didn't even know why you were doing it.

You went back to class for a brief moment, grabbed Eddie's drawing from the bin, folded it quickly without even having time to look at it, stuffed it in your pocket and headed off to the next class.

You told yourself you'd probably never even get the chance to give it back to him.

"You'll be at the match later, right?" Jess asked as she walked down the hallway next to you after the last bell of the day had rung.

"Mh, maybe." You murmured, thinking of a possible excuse to come up with.

"What do you mean with 'maybe'? What do you have to do this time? Debby said she'll be there."

"Actually, not much, I just gotta go the library to get some books."

"Okay, it won't take a lot. The game starts in half an hour so you have plenty of time." She smiled.

"Yeah, sure. Then I guess I'll be there." You said as you stopped in front of the school library.

"Kay, see you later!" She waved at you before heading towards the gym.

"Good morning Miss Cooper." You greeted the lady behind the desk as soon as you entered the library.

"Hi dear, I close in about fifteen minutes. You know, with the match and everything I don't think many students will come here."

You looked around, the only people who seemed to be there were two girls sitting in the corner and a teacher putting down some books he had borrowed.

"Then I'll try to make it quick." You said before disappearing among the shelves.

The school library was bigger than any student who had never set foot inside could have imagined. You often had found the right books to complete a history or literature honework, and many more times you found books that you enjoyed reading in your spare time, while waiting for customers at the record store where you worked or during boring classes.

Yeah, Eddie Munson wasn't the only one who didn't always pay attention to what the teachers were saying.

While you were there, between the fantasy and horror sections (which were right at the back of the library, almost in the dark, as if whoever had put those books there had wanted to hide them) your thoughts returned to Eddie and you remembered that his drawing was still in your jeans back pocket and you hadn't seen it yet.

You put your bag down on the floor and took the paper out of your back pocket.

It was an animal, that was why he had made that joke to the biology teacher.

The creature looked like a lion but it had a second head that looked like a goat and its tail was a snake. You knew what a chimera was and that drawing looked like it came straight out of a mythology book.

You didn't know Eddie could draw so well and you were sorry Mr. Walker hadn't thought before crumpling it up and throwing him in the bin like it was trash.

Boom.

A sudden noise made you jump.

Boom. Again.

You quickly put the drawing in your bag and walked towards the source of the noise but what you saw was one of the last things you ever expected.

You peeped over a shelf to observe the scene.

Eddie Munson slammed his fists on the closed library door before trying to pull the handle down and failing to open.

"Hello? Is anyone out there? Is this a prank or what?" He asked to whoever was on the other side of the door.

He slammed his hands on the door one last time. "Awesome, really, really awesome." He snorted talking to himself and probably thinking he was alone, then he turned around.

His gaze fell on you. "Jesus Christ." He put a hand to his chest like you scared the shit out of him and you couldn't help but chuckle. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone was kinder.

"What people usually do in libraries. I was looking for books."

"Oh, I think you'll have enough time to read a lot of books, we're stuck here."

You walked to the door as Eddie took off his jacket and left it on Miss. Cooper's desk, revealing his Metallica shirt. Then he sat on it, after moving a pen holder, dangling his legs.

You tried to open the door three times and when you realized there was no hope to go out you gave up and sat down in one of the chairs, facing Eddie.

"Oh my god." You whispered.

"It's okay, don't panic. Someone will notice you're missing and they'll come looking for you." You noticed the way he said "you" as if there was no way anyone would notice he was missing.

"I'm not panicking. I just found an excuse not to go to the game!" You smiled a little too enthusiastically.

"Excuse me, what?" Eddie shook his head as if he was sure he had misunderstood ehat you had said and his curls bounced on his shoulders.

"I've been trying to find an excuse not to go to that stupid match all day. Now I can say I've been stuck in the library."

Eddie made a sound that was somewhere between a snort and a laugh, amazed at your reaction. "You know, not to judge, but it's really weird that you're happy to be locked in a room with Eddie "the freak" Munson."

"Well... are you gonna sacrifice me to the devil?" You asked with a slight raise of your eyebrows and the ghost of a smile on your lips; Eddie was surprised for the second time: you were joking with him.

"Mh, no?"

"Okay, then we're good."

Eddie chuckled, ducking his head as if to hide his smile and you found yourself wishing he didn't do it anymore.

"What did you come for?" You asked then.

"For what people usually do in libraries. I was looking for books." He repeated your words with a smirk.

"Ah-ah" your laugh was far from genuine but the corners of Eddie's lips curled up anyway. "Has anyone ever told you that you're really funny?" You asked ironically.

"It may surprise you, but I think you have the honor of being the first." Eddie followed your movements with his eyes as you stood up from your chair and took a few steps between the shelves. Soon the sun would go down and you wouldn't even see the titles of books anymore without the sunbeams filtering through the windows.

"Are you coming or not?" You turned back to him, as if it was obvious you wanted him to come with you.

"Where?" He asked as he jumped off the desk reluctantly.

"To find the perfect book for you."

"Oh, I don't think that-"

"Fantasy and horror are in the back."

The smile you were starting to like returned on his lips. "Lead the way."

"Where the fuck is she?" Jess asked Debby during the first break of the game, placing her pom-poms on the bench next to her.

"I don't know, she said she would come. You were the last one to see her."

"She said she had to do something really quick and then she'd come. Tomorrow she will come up with a stupid excuse like always."

"She's been getting a lot weird lately, I don't know what's going on with her."

"Yeah, I thought so too."

Your laughter once again filled the library as the patter of the incessant rain that had been falling for almost an hour continued.

You never thought you'd spend so much time with Eddie one day, but apparently you were wrong. You enjoyed staying there with him.

"I swear it's a good one."

Eddie put all the books you convinced him to take on Miss Cooper's desk.

"It talks about a girl." He commented, as if that was all it took to not be a good book.

"Who has superpowers! Trust me, it's a good book. Near the end there's a lot of blood and stuff."

"Oh well, if 'there's a lot of blood and stuff' then I really should read it."

"Stop making fun me!" You hit his shoulder.

"Ouch!"

"I didn't hurt you."

"Yes, you did."

You rolled your eyes. "Read that damn book. Then tell me if you liked it."

"Well well well, do you wanna keep talking to me when we'll get out of here? Won't you pretend you don't know me?" He questioned, trying to figure out if you were lying.

"Why should I? Are you..." You hesitated "You're cool, I like you."

Eddie studied you for a moment. "You know, Y/N, I think you're a bit of a freak too."

You laughed, glancing at the books leaning on the desk. A weird creature caught your eye and you remembered Eddie's drawing.

"God, I almost forgot!" You took your bag in your hands, looking for the page. "I hope you don't think it's weird. I…I saved your drawing from the bin."

You handed him the paper, it was still a lot wrinkled but it was certainly in a better condition than when the teacher had thrown it in the trash.

Eddie stared at you.

He always had that way of looking at you with his big brown eyes that looked a lot like an animal that doesn't want to show that it's scared but is still reluctant to approach anyone.

He grabbed it slowly. "Why did you save it?"

"I wanted to see what you were drawing. It turned out to be worth it. It's really good."

"It turned out I was right."

You looked at him questioningly.

"You're a bit of a freak too. You put your hands in the trash to get a drawing of someone you didn't even know." He laughed again and you did the same.

You realized you liked the dimples that formed on his face when he smiled.

He took one last look at the drawing before carefully folding it and putting it in his pocket.

"Thank you." He finally said, sincere.

"Anytime."

Eddie's gaze fell on something behind you.

You turned around but didn't see anything different from moments before.

"What?"

"The window, Y/N, the window!" The excitement in his voice didn't even let you realize it was the first time he'd called you by your name.

"The window what?"

"We can get out through the window!" It seemed that at any moment he might start jumping from one side of the room to another.

You walked to the window where the rain continued to beat while Eddie looked behind you for something. "Looks quite high."

"And that's why we're going to need this." When you turned around Eddie was already setting up the ladder under the window after quickly putting on his jacket again.

"God, where did you find that?"

"I saw it earlier in the romance section."

"Were you checking the romance section?" You smirked.

"I walked past it, okay?" He rolled her eyes as he climbed the first rung of the ladder.

"Wait, should I go first?" He asked before going up.

"Go. Don't kill yourself when you jump to the other side."

"Who would care if I die?" He joked. Or you hoped he was.

"I would care! If they found me with your corpse who would they think sacrificed to the devil who?"

Eddie laughed again, shaking his head then opened the window. Lots of raindrops started falling on the library floor.

He sat on the edge before jumping over to the other side.

"Agh!"

"Shit, are you okay?" Your words left your mouth too quickly, your tone far too concerned about someone you've only known for a few hours.

No reply.

"Eddie, I swear-" You said starting up the ladder, the raindrops that passed through the open window falling on your face and in your hair.

"I'm fine!" He laughed.

"Thanks for your quick response." You commented ironically, not before breathing a sigh of relief.

"Aw, were you scared I was hurt?" You sat on the edge, now you could see his smirk as he looked up at you.

Most of his curls had gotten wet and stuck to his forehead and neck.

He was still pretty.

"Shut up."

"You were scared I was hurt!" He exclaimed, laughing, this time he was sure.

"Are you going to keep teasing me or are you going to help me get down from here?"

"Right, sorry." He reached out a hand and helped you jump. His fingers were warm, and having his palm against yours, even if only for a moment, gave you an indescribable feeling of security and safety.

"You okay?" He asked when you both finally got your feet on the ground.

"Yeah." His hand was still holding yours.

"Good."

"STAY FUCKING AWAY FROM HER!" Voices from behind you instantly made you turn around and before you know it Beck and Jason were pushing Eddie away from you. His hand slipped away from yours.

It seemed like the game was over.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Jess and Debby asked you, claiming you by the arm. "Did he hurt you?" Their tone was concerned and almost frightened.

"Hey, hey okay!" You tried to calm everyone down. "Eddie and I got locked in the library and went out the window, that's all."

You noticed that Jason's hands were still gripping Eddie's shirt, like he was ready to bail on him and beat him until he couldn't even remember his name at any moment.

The rain continued to fall incessantly on you, somewhere in the distance a thunder rumbled.

"Jason, leave him."

"Did he-"

"NO! STOP FUCKING ASKING!" You placed a hand on Jason's chest and pushed him away.

For a moment no one spoke. Like everyone was amazed that you didn't seem bothered by Eddie or that he hadn't done you anything wrong in the hours you'd spent locked in the library with him.

They were all looking at you with shocked expressions painted on their faces.

"Could you give me a lift home, please?" You turned to Eddie and this time he seemed to be the shocked one.

He pushed a strand of wet hair away from his eyes. "Yeah. Yes, of course I can."

"Okay, thank you." You kindly placed a hand on his back, as if urging him to leave. "Let's go."

You didn't say goodbye to any of the four students who watched you leave with Eddie "the freak" Munson and you didn't turn once as you walked beside him to his van.

You didn't know exactly how many friends you had just lost but you certainly knew you had a new one.

Part 2

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#eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie fanfiction #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst

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abbysbunny · 6 months

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NEW STUDENT PT.2

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part one

plot: the big school field trip is finally here and you hazel share a room

warnings: none, not proofread but I don't think I made any errors:)

word count: 0.9k

notes:thank you fruity ppl for the attention on pt.1🌚this is again boring so:3 anyways this if the last chapter y'all but I'm write smth else soon!! anyways I hope you enjoy this lame follow up🔥🙏🏼

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for every senior class there was a special school trip, this year your school saved up money for it instead of taking you guys to a cheap motel an hour away like they've done the other years.

this year you guys are going to Venice. I mean sure you're staying at a hotel with no heater or locking doors but it's better than what they did last year. the flight was an excruciating 12 hours of students screaming, singing and trying to keep each other entertained, but when you got there it was sorta worth it...

when you got to your hotel everyone rushed out of the bus making your bag fall into a puddle of water, already off to a great start. inside it was very fancy looking...but also old looking, the walls were cracking and it smelled like a creepy old neighbor. the guides explained how the rooms would work, they were dividing it in boys and girls with each room having a king sized bed.

"okay so everyone is going in twos so partner up!" the teacher explained, everyone quickly chose their partner, you looked around and saw hazel alone, the only time you guys talked was her first day of school, sure you guys did exchange numbers but no one actually texted first. walking up to hazel you were building up the confidence to ask her to partner up, you tapped her shoulder and she turned around looking you in the eyes before dropping her gaze down to the ground.

"hey do you wanna stay in a room with me?" she looked up at you and nodded with a smile, you both went to your room and settled down, there was a knock at the door before the teacher peeked in telling you guys everyone was going out to dinner in an hour, after accepting the invite the door closed leaving you guys alone once again, "so are you going hazel?" you questioned hoping you had an excuse to sit by her and talk more.

"i don't know, I mean are you going?" she asked her voice cracking mid sentence, "yeah I am, if you don't wanna go that's fine I'll just tell the teacher tha-" you were quickly cut off by hazel, "if you're going I'm going so uhm..." you swear you could see her blush just a bit. after a good twenty minutes of getting ready, it was time to go, you and hazel walked out and met everyone else down stairs.

the restaurant was again fancy but old, is everything here fancy and old? you all sat down at your assigned seats, you obviously next to hazel, the waiter came by and you ordered something simple nothing too expensive. as people started talking and things got a little louder you thought it would be a great time to actually have a full conversation with hazel.

you turned to hazel and spoke,"how are you hazel? you know you never texted me" she turned to face you and got eyes slightly widened at what she would call your boldness, "oh sorry I forgot I guess...but uhm I'm good, how are you" hazel let out a breath she didn't even know she held in, you were shoked at her full not very awkward phrase.

"well I'm pretty good, life is pretty boring but I think this trip is gonna be fun" you smiled at an attempt to add some positivity to the conversation, so it's not just awkward lesbians trying to talk. "oh yeah they have some cool art museums here you know? I think we're going to some while we're here" you were not surprised by hazel's interest in art, you chuckled at hazel's enthusiasm about museums.

"well maybe you could tell me more about your interest mh? you thought letting her rant about things she likes would keep the conversation going and well it did! for the rest of the dinner she talked about her skills and other cool things about herself, you learned she can build a very "small" bomb and knew taekwondo, who knew she was so interesting?. when you got back to the hotel somehow it was already 10pm, you both got ready for bed and got into your guys shared bed.

you kept thinking about wanting to do something, like maybe kiss her? or maybe just share your feelings with her? you didn't know what exactly but you just had to do something, "hey haze?" you thought maybe using a silly nickname would maybe show her you've loosened up, she looked away from her phone and looked straight into your eyes, suddenly you wanted to back out but you couldn't, I mean what were you gonna tell her If not that you like her.

you put your knees to your chest and wrapped your arms around them, "I think I like you" you quietly blurred out, her eyes widened before relaxing them, "oh well...I think I like you too" she couldn't contain the smile on her face and she felt her face get hot, you smiled back at her and moved closer to her, "can I kiss you" you said so quietly it was almost not even a whisper.

she moved closer to you and gently put her hands on the sides of your face, "yes, please" she whispered back, you leaned in and finally connected her lips to yours, her lips were soft and warm against yours, after a few more seconds of a sweet kiss she pulled away, you couldn't help but giggle a bit and smile, "does this mean we're like girlfriends now?" she asked you, you thought about it for a moment before responding, "yeah it does".

#hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan #bottoms 2023 #bottoms movie #bottoms fanfic #hazel callahan oneshot #hazel callahan fanfiction

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turanga4 · 1 year

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Another morning on the picket line, outside my school. I learn a little more about the teachers I’m blessed to teach with, do some email advocacy for upcoming students. It is colder outside than any of us expected: my principal crosses the line to sell me a school hoodie.

A second grade teacher has a butterfly habitat in a little mesh frame, set outside the gate. Kids who have come to the line with their families take a look and she explains things, in English and Spanish. We discuss the upcoming School Board meeting…until the Board cancels the meeting. Then we discuss how we’re gonna show up anyway, gonna rally at the meeting site because it is simply unfathomable to have NOTHING there.

When morning picket’s over, we thank the neighbor for the blankets she leant us and I drive to the Peet’s parking lot, to get a coffee and charge my phone a little bit before my daily little shift at the Solidarity/Strike School.

And I’m scanning through my What’s App messages, sipping my vanilla latte, when a man sits down at the table next to me. Dispassionately, eyes on the floor, he begins reciting a story that he’s telling to himself, about how tonight, he'll commit suicide.

I look around me. There’s one man frozen at the counter, looking at the man who is speaking next to me. That man’s expression tells me, I’m hearing this right.

I’m sipping a latte and closing What’s App and messaging the strike school that I’ll be a bit late. My phone is up to 60% and I’m using it to text my friend from Berkeley Free Clinic and ask him what the fuck I should do next. Hello hello there is a suicidal person sitting next to me in Oakland who can I contact other than the police?

The man is detached and slow enough, I am well enough into crisis mode, that I’m able to have a whole-ass text and google search and email exchange under the table while I simultaneously hold down a conversation with him. It all tumbles out and I don’t remember all of it, but yes, he’s suicidal. “Inside my heart is a terrible place,” he tells me. “I have a demon inside of my soul.” He is lucid, and not. But the thing he says, again and again, is, “I don’t know who can help me, but I think I need help.” His eyes glaze a bit, he looks down at the floor again, and I go up to the man who is standing at the counter. He asks me, “are you calling 911?” I shake my head, because the friend that I’ve been texting with helped me LAST time when the cop thing wasn’t great.

The man stands, walks out of the cafe. I follow him; my friend’s got me directly connected now to a volunteer from Oakland’s MH First program. Behind the scenes, she activates a support thread: the man sees me, thanks me for listening, apologizes for bothering me. I tell him, “You said you think you need help. I am here because I think I may know people who can help you. I’m not going to leave until they come. They’re not cops.”

Message from dispatcher: ten minutes away.

The man sits and talks fragments about cops and people and hurting and helping, repeats the things about the demon, says again that he needs help. Says, “people haven’t helped me, before. You’re the first.” I think of the man who watched, frozen at the counter. I think of all the help my colleagues are fighting to get for all of our kids. I think, dammit, I don’t know if THESE people can help either, but at least they’re not a cop and at least I’ve done this much.

“You deserve to be helped. You deserve to be listened to. I’m here because I want you to have what you deserve. I’m one person. There are others. You don’t have to deal with the demons by yourself.”

Then I tell him, “I know what it’s like to need help. I’m not saying it’s the same, but I’ve needed help, myself.”

He fixes me with a stare more direct and intense than any of the looks that he’s given me so far. “You know, then, what the world is like?”

It takes me awhile to figure out how to answer that. “I think I know some of it. I know that the world is full of very hard things, but it has good things, too, and you deserve those things. I know that the world is a place that can get better.”

The fixed look again. “What if it doesn’t?”

And there—right there—is the thing that I’ve been fighting. All week, through this strike. All my life, in other ways.

Eye contact is a thing that I will never find easy, but I try.

“I can’t lie to you. I don’t know what happens then. All I know is, we’re not there yet.”

The van pulls up, and the man stays seated, passive, on the curb while I move back to talk to the unit. I introduce the man to my new friend, Keith, and step back to let them talk. As I move away, another member of the unit reaches out to shake my hand. Gestures to my union shirt, says, “I know why you are striking.”

I nod. I thank him. I tell him, “yeah. Pretty much for THIS.”

And then I cry in the hills above Dimond Park for ten minutes, before heading down to the picnic tables to help out at the strike school.

#real life #common good #broken world #we do what we can

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rebuilding-paradise · 4 months

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"Nh..? Oh- hello the-"

"Why do you look like that!? Why are you so pale!? And those red eyes! Why don't you join team star!?"

"Mh!- Please- leave me alone- i don't even know of a team star- I'm just an exchange student-"

@j0ur3nys-3nd

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mh-midnight-wanderer · 2 years

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Well I hope in G3 they don't clutter with new characters each TV special. I know you have underrated character that's your absolute favorite and wishes that character get more screen time but with MH cast is so big. You almost forgot who is who? You will see ..

New Ghoul @ School: We have The Main MH cast:

Frankie, Clawdeen, Draculaura, Lagoona, Cleo, Ghoulia and Deuce

So far so good

Frights On!: Was introducing Belfry Prep vampires and Crescent Moon High werewolves and Van Hellscream [No dolls]

Why Do Ghouls Fall in Love:

There's C.A Cupid and Valentine [as Comic Con exclusive]

Escape from Skull Shores: Promote Skull Shores line and new characters: Andy Beast, Kipling, Tikis and Farnum [No dolls of them]

Friday Night Frights:

Aside to promote Skultimate Roller Maze line. Is more like introduction Robecca Steam and Rochelle Goyle [No Rocco doll]

Ghouls Rule: Promote Ghouls Rule's line, And new characters are humans [no new dolls]

Scaris: City of Frights:

Catrine DeMew, Jinafire Long, Skelita Calaveras and Garrott du Roque

13 Wishes:

Introduction of Twyla and Catty Noir, Gigi Grant and Whisp [as Comic Con exclusive]

Frights, Camera, Action!:

Clawdia Wolf, Elissabat, Honey Swamp and Viperine Gorgon

Freaky Fusion:

Neighthan Rot, Avea Trotter, Sirena Von Boo, and Bonita Femur

Haunted:

Vandala Doubloons, River Styxx, Kiyomi Haunterly, and Porter "Paintergeist" Geiss

Boo York Boo York:

Astranova, Luna Mothews, Mouscedes King, and Elle Eedee

Great Scarrier Reef:

Posea Reef, Kala Mer'ri, Peri and Pearl Serpentine

And out mention introduction of exchange students line...

In my option 3 characters should be limited and think carefully which characters would fit in the story and they would appear more in the future? Aside just appear background as cameo...

in Scaris: They just stick with Jinafire, Catrine and Skelita. Sorry Garrott but the movie is about Clawdeen entering a contest to become Moanatella's "apprentice"... Besides Garrott isn't MH student and lives in Scaris. I bet you almost forgot that he and Rochelle still together...

In Frights Camera Action!: Can they just stick Clawdia, Elissabat and Honey Swamp. Sorry Viperine, maybe in Deuce's family reunion in Greece would be more appropriate to introduce her ( I can't believe that never once Deuce and Viperina got interacted together)

In Freaky Fusion: Stick with Neighthan and Sirena and replace Avea and Bonita with Deuce and Jackson/ Holt (MH writers just forgot that Deuce is half human/gorgon and Jackson is half human/monster/elemental)

In Haunted: Just stick with River, Porter and Kiyomi. Sorry Vandala but she seems out place in school setting. Perhaps in Shriekwrecked series would be perfect for Vandala

In Boo York: Just stick with Astranova, Luna and Mouscedes and replace Elle with Seth Ptomely.

[RAISE HANDS WHO WANTS SETH DOLL]

I have nothing to say in Scarrier Reef: I just wish Finn Wake would be part of movie because he's siren and Gil's "stingray" form is pretty cool

So in conclusion: Focus on develop existing characters and don't make more

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shriggisick · 2 years

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I'm thinking about making it so my DHMIS X MH characters are only somewhat based off my original headcanons so the girls are also their own people with their own backstories and storylines! Like I'm kinda been shipping Antoinette x Holt Hyde for some reason... but they are blue people who both love music so tbh an unstoppable force x an immovable object is just relationship goals

Also going to make Antoinette and Paige's backstories that they are both exchange students from Londoom, Antoinette being a well known actress and Paige being a professional artist, them both being best buddies. Shriya is actually royalty, actually being a princess of her kingdom but she doesn't like all the attention she'd get so she keeps it a secret from her school and even some of her friends. I may perhaps make a post with the main casts stories! And with school coming back soon, i am excited to go back to making drawings! Love yall

#dhmis #monster high #dhmis shrignold #dhmis fanart #dhmis posting #dhmis tony the talking clock #dhmis tony #paige dhmis #sketchbook dhmis #notepad dhmis #dhmis x monster high

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zackcrazyvalentine · 2 years

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Gosh, the POTENTIALS of this prompt!

I know I wanna send this in

[PLUNGE] - sender scoops up the receiver in their arms and jumps into the water

[WATER KISS] - our muses share an underwater kiss

Thais and Kiran~ Hopefully Thais doesn't mind him messing with her! Will a kiss it make up for playing with her? 💕

MINXIE DJFOKLGDGFDKL 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

you have no idea.... how much I've been brainrotting about this scenario after you send it in

I love your tiger so much 🐅💖

As a little context: Remember you once said something about Emilio inviting Thais to one of his pool parties? This is it; and let's say girlie has built up some confidence in herself and her body to be seen in a cute two piece that doesn't fully cover her tummy

Let's see~

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Music, laughter, and cheering from the crowd. One of Emilio's pool parties.

Thais made her way to the drinks, grabbing a couple bottles of water for her and her friends. However, those plans were interrupted by arms sneaking around her waist.

Goosebumps woke her skin as a short gasp left her, cheeks quickly turning pink. Her nerves were soothed when a fluffy tail tickled her ankle and calf. "Saffron, hello!"

"Heya, Flower Princess~ Having fun?" Kiran greeted her, plopping his chin on her head.

The girl hummed in agreement, "Mh-hm, it's been enjoyable. I was chatting with my regular gang on one of the tables by the pool's edge. Wanna come with? These," she shook the bottles in her hands, "are for them. Was just about to make my way back before you caught me."

The tiger boy parted from her, but kept one arm around her waist. "Then, let's go! I wanna chat with Beastly, too."

"Oh! Have you gotten into the pool yet? I think I remember you liking to swim, right?" Thais questioned while walking back to her group.

Kiran shook his head, "Haven't got in, not yet... but soon~"

Once at the table, everyone waved at the new addition. Hello's and Hi's were exchanged as Thais placed the water on the table and Kiran claimed a chair as his seat. However, before the girl could move towards her own sit, the tiger's arm curled tighter around her.

She was suddenly brought close to his chest. "Beastly, don't worry. I'll make sure she's fine." said Strisha with a wide grin.

"What do you- WOAH! Kiran! Kiran what are you doing?!" The goat panicked, feet off the ground as he carried her bridal style.

"Onwaaaaards!"

"KIRAAAAAAN!!!"

"W-Wait, Kiran! She doesn't know how to-!"

S P L A S H ! ! !

Tiger carrying a goat, he plunged into the water while she clung to him for dear life.

Underwater, Thais held her breath as best she could, eyes shut tight. A gentle press against her lips made her relax a small bit. Peeking through one eye, Thais saw Kiran's grinning face few inches away from her face. A small smile developed on her lips before she brought him close to return the kiss.

It felt wonderful. The closeness, hair floating around, the sound of water muffling everything, just them submerged in the display of affection.

Before she knew it, they were back up in the surface. Thais quickly broke off the kiss in favor of taking a big gulp of air.

Between deep breaths and giggles, the goat tried to explain, "Saff- Kiran, I don't- I don't know how to swim!" She let her head fall on his shoulder as she continued laughing.

The Scarabia student allowed his hands to fall down to her thighs, taking hold of them to wrap them around his waist. Wide honey eyes looked at him in surprise at the maneuver.

"Worry not, Princess! I'll never let you go."

Thais smiled lovingly at her precious and readjusted her arms around his neck. "I love you so much."

She leaned forward to give him one more tender kiss.

"You look very different with your fluffy hair damped down."

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KIRAN STRISHA, HOW ARE YOU SO HANDSOME, FUN, AND CHARMING?!?!?! DEAR GOD, MY ENTIRE HEAR SINCE DAY ONE HE STOLE IT, NO, HE WON IT FAIR AND SQUARE!!!!!!

Minxie... Minxie I have a severe Kiran addiction DFJLKGJKFS

Thank so very much for your ask, and for spoiling me by throwing the tiger to the goat with this!!!

I love he 🐅💖 I kiss your big brain, wonderful character and ideal self 💖

#zask #hehehe #the tiger caught the goat between his jaws #the thing is... he didn't bite #he carried her gently like a tiger cub ~#...still plunged into the water though fjkdgh #oc talk #oc game #thais adamante #kiran strisha #others' ocs #thais x kiran #i love them your honor 💖#he so cute and a good boy 🐅💖

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monsterhighdiaries · 2 years

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Twyla’s New Scaremester Diary - Week 2

MONDAY 8: Hang out w/Gigi - Not sure what we're going to do, but we've got all day to figure it out.

TUESDAY 9: Welcome to MH Party - This is the party to welcome in exchange, transfer and new students. Even though this kind of thing is difficult for me, Howleen is insisting that I go with her. She had promised not to try and shine the spotlight on me.

WEDNESDAY 10: Lunch at Die-Ner w/Catty Noir - I hope I can get a quiet booth in the back. I can't imagine how hard it must be for a pop star like Catty to have an undisturbed meal in public

THURSDAY 11: Nightmare Catching: Normie Sleepover Camp - Nothing ruins time at camp worse than nightmares. I'm planning on doing my best to keep than from happening.

FRIDAY 12: Nightmare Catching: Normie Orphanage - It's impossible for me to be everywhere at once, but visiting here is always on my schedule. Making sure only the good dreams get through is the least I can do, but I always leave wishing I could do more.

SATURDAY 13: Bonfire @ Lagoona's - I love the bonfire parties Lagoona throws on the beach. They always cast such lovely shadows.

SUNDAY 14: Nightmare Catching: Normie Hospital Children's Wing - Hospitals are scary enough without having to worry about bad dreams making things worse.

#fromtwyla #twyla boogeyman #gigi grant #howleen wolf #catty noir #lagoona blue #new scaremester wave 2 #twylans #year04 #all

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mindose · 6 years

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"Brand-Boo Students" Batsy(s) Claro. Left, new outfit & hairstyle. In the middle, basic. Right, new outfit & hairstyle.

#monster high #monsterhigh #monster high dolls #mh #mattel #monster exchange program #brand-boo students #Batsy #batsy claro

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lovelyllamasblog · 2 years

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Made with this Picrew.

Sort of an off-shot AU of @sayuricorner's EAH x TW crossover where some of the Monster High students get to go for a semester/cultural exchange program at NRC.

It starts with the Ghoulfriends (Frankie Stein, Draculaura, Cleo de Nile, Clawdeen Wolf, and Lagoona Blue) missing Cupid (remember, she was originally from MH and transferred to EAH). They are very worried about her when she tells them via video diary that she and others from her new school are transferring to another school because her current one is getting shut down!

They decide to visit her using the Skullette (from the reboot) to check up on her but end up getting separated. Cupid meets up with Draculaura who tells her what happened and they set off to find the others with some help from the EAH transfers and the first year crew.

After they find everyone, Headmaster Crowley gets in touch with Headless Headmistress Bloodgood (she is still the Headmistress to me). She gently scolds the ghouls on their misuse of an ancient artifact and that she will be contacting their parents, but is happy that they are safe.

Crowley and Bloodgood get to talking and decide to let some students from each other their schools to learn from each other. Cupid is put in charge of helping/welcoming her old friends to her new school. They get sorted into dorms and thus their semester abroad begins.

The Ghoulfriends (plus Abbey and Ghoulia) in their uniforms. The boys will in a separate post.

Part 2

Frankie Stein, daughter of Frankenstein's Monster and his Bride. She's sorted into Ignihyde due to her love of science and machines. She doesn't really believe in magic so she's trying to figure out how magic works in Twisted Wonderland while she's there.

Draculaura, adopted daughter of Dracula. A sweet and shopaholic vegan vampire who is hexcited to be in a place she has never been to before. She's sorted into Pomefiore despite the fact that she can't see herself in the mirror.

Clawdeen Wolf, daughter of the Wolf Man/Werewolf. Since she wants to be a fashion designer after she graduates, it only makes sense that she would be sorted into the dorm that focuses on appearances. Plus, Drac is here too.

Cleo de Nile, daughter of the Mummy. Once Egyptian royalty, always Egyptian royalty. Due to her meticulous planning skills, she was sorted into Scarabia. It reminds a bit of her old home back in Egypt.

Ghoulia Yelps, daughter of Zombies. Despite being an undead, she is able to keep up with the classwork and everyone else. Even Leona is impressed by her skills. She's sorted into Ignihyde due to her high level of intelligence and way with machines.

Lagoona Blue, daughter of a Sea Nymph and a Sea Monster. Being in Octavinelle reminds of her home back Down Under the ocean and she enjoys swimming outside the dorm when classes are done.

Abbey Bominable, daughter of the Yeti/Abominable Snowman. No one was expecting her to be sorted into Diasomnia, but it makes sense since she is not easily shaken by anything, not even Malleus and his intimidating aura. She later admits she is a bit shaken by him.

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chronic-claire-universe · 3 years

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congratulations, baby! 🥳 i wish you all the best 💓

may I join your birthday event, please?

I'm really short (around 152 cm), I have long dark brown hair, brown eyes, wear glasses, my pronouns are she/hers, I'm a med student haha and my mbti is enfj. When I'm not studying or working, I love to read fantasy and romance books, and play video games as well >.<

my kinks are mostly praise, bondage, slightly degradation, body worship, I might be a monsterfucker since I'm a whore for sukuna lol

fandoms: jjk and haikyuu

I'll look foward what you gonna write! I'm sure it'll be wonderful, thank you 💓

Sofi, I'm finally here and let me tell you, it's really kind of you to write these nice words for me, I hope I won't disappoint your expectation 💜

Here your escort for my birthday party:

Warnings: Bondage, Praise Kink, Degradation, Minors DNI, 18+.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Satoru Gojo

My girl Sofi, you share the same mbti of the coolness made in person and this could be a strange match up, but there's a reason on why I chose him: you study medicine and as your colleague I know how much stress this can result in.

Gojo is a teaser, but his cerulean deep eyes knows when to stop his brat and spoiled behaviour and take care of you, the man is full of money and when free from his work he loves to spend days at the spa and going to patisserie with you.

Gojo developed a strange habitude staying with you, he loves spying you at traineeship because he loves how the white coat dress on you.

He loves seeing you so confident while discussing with the other students or the doctors, he's a full supporter of your career and he KNOWS that it's going to be a succesful one.

What do you do in exchange for him? I mention the white coat, (yeah you know about it), waiting at home bare body and just white coat on is a huge turn on for the cotton candy man.

Overstimulation and praise are a mantra for him, he loves whispering how good you're taking his cock and encourages you while tearing cause "Sato too big..mh".

When both of you are free or you're especially stressed from the exam session he takes his time, tying you up and playing with temperature, all while blinded. LINK

Haikyuu: Tetsuro Kuroo

Girl you scream coolness from every pore of your being this means that only hot clever guys go with you!

Kuroo is well, hot and this is canon, but inside he's still humble and kind, he enjoys and cherish his time with you even though you're studying.

He loves details such as your furrowed eyebrows, hair in a messy bun and glasses, your face is prone to the anatomy book and you can't see it, but he looks sincerely in love with you (just like in the photo).

Kuroo as like Gojo loves to see you in your white coat, he finds it really sexy, especially if you wear high heels and the glasses with a hairstyle.

He loves to strip you out of that clothes and stare at you all naked under him, making you blush.

He's a teaser, he loves hearing you beg to lick your clit before going crazy, he'll gladly do it cause your moans are everything for him.

He's not really one into praising you, instead in keeps on teasing you and degrading you.

"You begged for this cock and now you can't even take it without crying, what a useless slut", his words are mean but his body screams love, cause he will slow down while caressing your clit to help you cum, an unconventional lover is coming! LINK

Sofi this was it, I don't know if you wanted this type of nsfw but with these two I couldn't help but write! If you want to leave a gift of appreciation my Ko-Fi is opened, thanks for coming by 💜

#claire birthday event #claire milestone #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jjk gojo #haikyuu #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader

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okayeojin · 2 years

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loona reaction to having a male best friend

💌 :: fluff :: [male reader]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。• ..・。.・゜✭・. ° • .

♡ :: heejin 희진

she wouldn't really be acting any different with her female friends compared to you, or other guy friends in general. she would treat her friends like royalty regardless. she would constantly video call you at any given moment, and before you could even begin to complain that she called you while you were studying or that she woke you up, she would shut you up by saying "you have to hear this" and begin rambling about whatever. or even worse, she would show up at your house uninvited with the biggest smile on her face. “you can’t even be mad at me so don’t even try, i brought your favorite ice cream!”

♡ :: hyunjin 현진

she would love to hang out with you, randomly show up at your house without a single warning, and she encouraged you to do the same. you'd really be the best looking couple of friends around, so much that people would often stop both of you to ask for either of your numbers, not after wondering if you two were dating. and every time you would tease each other, "how many phone numbers have you accumulated today, mh, big boy?". you’d also exchange clothes pretty often, her shirts looking like crop tops on you, earning a gentle smack on the belly from her “wow model material”. but yeah she’d definitely have a few of your hoodies in her closet.

♡ :: haseul 하슬

it honestly wouldn't matter if you were older or younger than her, she would treat you like a little brother regardless. her motherly instincts coming through every time you needed help (or even if you didn't, she would make sure you knew she could do anything for you). you would probably even be embarrassed sometimes, when you noticed people in public chuckling at haseul babying you. when you tried to do something for her, like give her a ride or land her your umbrella, she would be so excited, “woooow such a gentleman, my best friend!! you’d be the perfect boyfriend for anyone” and would always hug you really tight and kiss you on the cheek to say goodbye.

♡ :: yeojin 여진

i imagine you two didn't start off as friends, really. some enemies to friends type of thing. you would constantly be bickering at school for all the other students to see, in the halls, classes, group projects... and you even got called over by the principal. being forced to spend time together would literally feel like the end of the world for both of you. you probably would've had time to bond during detention -for fighting and probably one of you threw a piece of food at the other and it accidentally hit a professor in the face- and found out you had more things in common that you thought, so you would begin spending more lunch breaks together. your old habits would come back every once in a while and you’d still tease each other.

♡ :: vivi 비비

you would be her savior. she had met you almost as soon as she moved to korea. you were the korean tutor her company had assigned her to. you had plenty of time to get to know each other better, and considering that you helped her become familiar with a language she didn't even know, she was very thankful. your first encounters would be a way for her to show you how grateful she was, like taking you to dinner, etc but soon enough you’d get so comfortable in each other’s presence that you’d begin hanging out as friends officially. you'd be the type of friend couple to always be there for each other, regardless of time and place. so cute.

♡ :: kim lip 킴립

definitely high school friends. you would have spent all of high school together: in the halls, at lunch, paired up for every single project, attended the same classes, and so on. you'd be the cool kids who didn't realize they were the cool kids. and the fact that you had stayed friends even after high school showed how pure and strong your friendship was. people would often wonder if you two were dating, and your response would be to laugh at their faces. i see you guys as constantly roasting each other, with a healthy amount of self irony as well, and i can literally picture kim lip laughing like a maniac and slapping your back in the meantime, and at any sort of complaint you had, “you’re breaking me!!”, she would just laugh harder.

♡ :: jinsoul 진솔

if you were friends with jinsoul, you'd have to agree to any form of physical contact because this girl would definitely give it all to you. if you ever felt uncomfortable, embarrassed, or whatever, make sure you tell her, otherwise she isn't gonna stop. would constantly walk while linking arms with you, even holding your hands if possible, and would definitely find it funny to tell people that you were dating. no apparent reason. just funny. “why did you tell them we are dating?”. “i don’t know :P”. would share everything with you, even things you probably wouldn’t know, and would trust you with her life. quite literally.

♡ :: choerry 츼리

another cutie. she really puts every single one of her friends on a pedestal, no exception. always hyper, always ready to hang out together, she'd always be proposing new ideas to spend more time together and have more fun, and all that. i also imagine her coming up behind your back, covering your eyes and being like "guess who" in a fake deep voice, or like trying to scare you, or trying to pick you up from behind, failing because you were much taller and heavier than her. "okay now you pick me up" she would demand. also it wouldn’t matter if there were a thousand seats available, she would almost always sit on your lap.

♡ :: yves 이브

mmmh idk for yves i always have the most trouble thinking of scenarios for her zlxjwlck no particular reason. she i think would make friends with people she shared some interests with, so maybe if you were also a dancer, that would be amazing to her, and would probably ask you to be her dance partner in some occasions. if you were specializing in a particular dance style that wasn’t her forte and that she was kind of interested in, she would first silently watch you, asking if you minded that she stayed as sort of an audience and then, after chatting for a while, you’d offer to give her a few training lessons. this is how i imagine your friendship would begin, and you’d later start hanging out outside of the practice room.

♡ :: chuu 츄

childhood best friends. even if 20 years had passed, even if you didn’t hang out anymore every single day for hours and hours, like when you were kids, she’d still care so much for you and consider you her best friend, openly sharing it with anyone she met. i wanna say she wouldn’t care about gender, but i have this scene in mind where she would accidentally walk in on you getting dressed and you were shirtless, and she’d let out the highest loudest scream while making direct eye contact with you, and then she’d forcefully shut the door apologizing continuously. i wanna add that if you ever attended one of her group events, she would deadass be like "there's my best friend in the audience, guys cheer for them!".

♡ :: gowon 고원

you'd be her dearest friend since forever, and despite growing up and becoming teenagers and eventually young adults, she would never assume things were weird between you two, despite being a boy and girl and all that stuff. people would probably tease the two of you a lot blah blah, a guy and a girl can never really be friends, etc but no, you were so supportive of one another, encouraging you if you ever got into a romantic relationship and she knew you'd do the same for her. “okay but promise- no you have to promise! that you will let me meet your partner when you get one. okay?”

♡ :: olivia hye 올리비아혜

i think similar to yeojin, she would probably pick a lot of fights with you out of nowhere and no joke, you'd do the same, and despite acting mad about it, she was lowkey amused. she loved teasing you through her words and her actions, but she really meant no harm. you'd eventually start hanging out as "friends" and the first few times you were both like "are you following me?" "oh you're obsessed with me" but yeah, you'd make a good pair of friends, often still bickering and being at each other's throat but- in a friendly way ofc. also if anyone ever dared assume, or even just genuinely ask, if you were dating, you’d both go feral, arguing about who would be the most annoying one to date between you two.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。• ..・。.・゜✭・. ° • .

masterlist:°•☆

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jabbage · 2 years

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I discovered something really cool!

Long thread incoming, I’ve got an exciting discovery to share. I bought this 19th century apothecary box for £40 (bargain!) from a antiques shop in Oxford when I was a student. It would have contained bottles of medicine, but they’re missing (perhaps why it was cheap!)

I've owned this thing 10 YEARS, and beyond the monogram on the front I knew nothing about its original owner. I stuffed it full of things like my childhood Pogz collection and the medal I got for being alive in the year 2000. It has lots of compartments that open out.

A few weeks ago I decided to clear it out, and I found a compartment in the bottom that I’d never opened before. And IT HAD DOCUMENTS IN IT?! As far as I can tell they’re really old, too - 1880s, 1890s perhaps?

I'll keep going under the read more!

First of all there’s this adorable little envelope.

I worked out that these are calling cards, which have a really complicated etiquette around them. Exchanging calling cards was a way to indicate that two parties were familiar enough to visit in each other’s houses.

From this I could see that the owner of the box had a wide social circle - clergy, military men, a governess...

This was also in the box. You hear about telegrams in stories, but I couldn’t say I’ve ever seen one IRL, outside a museum anyway.

LET'S OPEN IT

The message was disappointingly vague, but also kind of chilling? Who is MH? Did they write this to the owner of the box? What shouldn't they blame themselves for?It sounds like there could be a really interesting story behind it. But wait, there's more!

I know who owned the chest. The handwritten document in the box is signed. When I googled the name I found out he was vaguely famous in his day? He wrote a series of popular memoirs for The Strand, a magazine where people like PG Woodhouse & Dorothy L Sayers got their start.

The papers were a draft of one of these articles but when I searched through the archives of the magazine, it looks like it didn't go to print? I’m not sure why - perhaps he wasn’t sure it was up to the standard of the other stories.

Either way, I’m hoping that he wouldn’t mind me making the story available now to all of you! It’s called The Adventure of the Belsize Cat, and it concerns the owner of the box and his eccentric housemate solving a mystery. I hope you enjoy it!

You can also listen to me read the story here !

(At this point, I feel the need to point out that I'm currently writing this on April 1st ;D)

#sherlock holmes #acd canon #acd sherlock #acd holmes #april fools #arthur conan doyle #sherlock holmes fanfiction

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timextoxhajima · 3 years

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Not For Sale: Week 9

NOT FOR SALE CHAPTER NAVIGATION

Member: Heeseung + Jay [ft. Sunghoon and Jake]

Pairings: [fem] uni exchange student! reader x uni student! HS x uni student! Jay

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 2.5k

Synopsis/Quote: In which your oblivious ass cannot tell that a popular boy in your class has a big, fat crush on you | “It seems like the one who was ruined was me.”

Taglist: @hyunjaethereal @seasideheeseung @wooya1224 @gratefulmaria @sunshineshouchan @youreverydayzebra @fayqj @witheeseung @haechanhues @w-o-o-y-a-a @miingxuxi @reallysmolrenjun @hrrhmay-primaryblog @rosie112703 [drop me a dm/ask/comment to be added!]

Jay is reeling from: Anti-Romantic - TXT

"You're a piece of shit, do you know that?"

"Did not need to tell me that for me to know I made a shitty choice."

"Mhm, and then what? Now that you've kissed him and he's kissed you, when are you planning to tell Jay?"

"I'll tell him when the time comes."

"'When the time comes'?! The hell's wrong with you?"

"Look, I have a test later and I'll see Jay tomorrow-"

"Then are you going to tell him to back off or are you going to play damsel drowning in guilt and keep your mouth shut?"

"Are you finished?" Finally halting in your movements, you stop yourself right outside the lecture theatre, fingers tight around the phone pressed to your ear.

"Are you?"

"I don't have the time for this-"

"You're the one who called me!"

You sigh with a heavy huff, lungs emptying themselves as someone from your MH class walks past you and into the lecture theatre.

"You know what? Call me when you've told Jay, and if you haven't, don't bother," Byeol snaps, her voice cracking over the phone. "You're one of those girls we used to shit on who don't fucking know when to stop playing with people's feelings. You like the attention and you don't want to tell Jay because you want him to pamper you like the fucking baby you are."

Another student walks past you as you suck in a deep breath.

"Are you done?"

The weight is heavy on your heart. Byeol has never lost her temper nor gone off on you like that.

"Yeah, because I have nothing else left to say if you're not."

Then the line goes dead, the sharp beep ringing through your ear drums like an alarm. As you pull the phone away from your face, you're left to stare at your reflection in the blacked out screen.

Great. And it just had to be on the day of your second test.

"Hey."

You turn around upon the call, and your cheeks immediately flush when you note Heeseung taking large strides towards you.

"What are you doing out here? I thought you'd be inside trying to shove the rest of the content into that brain of yours."

Offering a small smile, you slide your phone back into your pocket. "I was talking to Byeol."

"Oh?" Heeseung begins walking towards the door, signalling for you to follow. "What about?"

The door creaks open when he pulls on it, standing aside to allow you entry first. Cold air greets your face as you step into it, chills running through your body as you take a look at the people in the class.

Some using their phones, some on their iPads or tablets and the rest probably sleeping or chatting.

"I'm gonna take the silence as confidentiality," Heeseung's voice rings you out of your zone-out, and he walks past you towards the stairs. "You alright? You don't look too... bright."

Heeseung scans your face, stone-cold with a void of emotions and you're trying your best to recap the information you need for the test - which is all set in your brain this time, you're not gonna let Heeseung beat you again - but you can't help but imagine Jay standing right next to him.

But he snaps you out of your imaginary projection by waving a hand before you, even taking a few small steps to you and reaching out to hold your arm.

"Hey," With a gentle breath, he lowers himself, trying to meet you in your eyes. "Whatever's going on with Byeol... or in your head- you can worry about it later, okay?"

The warmth in his palm seeps through your pullover, and he carefully tugs you forward, pulling you behind him as he walks you up the stairs.

But it's inevitable that his grip drops to your wrist, and then your hand where your skin is cold compared to his. He can probably feel the difference in temperature, so he rubs your fingers in his palm, rolling his fingers over yours with his thumb stroking the back of your hand.

When you reach the row where you usually sit, Heeseung releases you and steps back, nodding into the row first - asking you to sit where he usually does.

So when he sits next to you and watches you pull out your stationery, he can't help the tiny smile of comfort that surfaces on his lips.

Jay finds himself alone in the basketball court when he's shooting hoops for the fun of it. He doesn't usually come down often unless it's with Heeseung, or occasionally Jake or Sunghoon when they were bored.

But Jake and Sunghoon's out running rounds on campus to collect information for their anatomy classes and Heeseung said something about studying with that girl of his.

It's a nagging parasite in the back of his head though, when the only person's panting he can hear is his. It's his own footsteps he's listening to, his own heartbeat in his head.

Nobody to laugh with when someone misses a shot or trips over their own feet.

If only you were here, right?

Maybe you'd laugh at how shit he was at basketball even though Heeseung's probably taught him enough to play an actual match. You'd laugh at him striking the perfect pose as he hurls the ball through the air - only to miss it.

Maybe.

He catches the ball when it rebounds off the backboard and straight into his hands, sweat glossing over his forehead and brows as he wipes his face with the sleeve of his shirt.

Jay turns, dribbling the ball casually as he looks up, and spots Heeseung.

"How long have you been standing there?" A smile breaks across his face, noting the cup of bubble tea in Heeseung's grip. "You brought her to the bubble tea store?"

Jay smiles, dribbling the ball a few times as he recalls the day he met you. The bubble tea store owner even teased him about you.

"She wanted to go."

"Ah," Jay grins, stopping the ball with his foot and resting it on the ball. "Was it on the house?"

Heeseung offers him a tired smile, seemingly unable to look at him in the eye. "Yeah, it was."

"Expected," Jay shrugs and rolls the ball under his tip of his feet. "The aunty's too nice to us not to."

"Yeah, she um-" Heeseung swallows, stepping forward and taking a seat on the upper most step leading down to the basketball court. "She recognised her. Well, and me."

"She's a frequent patreon of the bubble tea store too?"

Heeseung pauses, glances at the ball, then looks back up at Jay.

"No."

It takes Jay a second.

Then two.

And then he finally feels the weight of the atmosphere when Heeseung hasn't dropped his bag to come snatch the ball from him.

"Are you... okay?" Jay frowns as he stops rolling the ball. The elder exhales, emptying his lungs as he brings his hands together between his opened legs.

He looks up and locks eyes with Jay, rubbing a hand behind his neck.

"Jay, I- I gotta tell you something."

The tension picks up, and Jay's frown deepens further as he squats to pick up the ball. "Yeah, sure. What is it?"

He climbs the steep steps (that were meant for seating) and places the ball in between his feet as he sits next to Heeseung. This is new for the both of them - usually Jay's the one with a problem that he sounds out and Heeseung's the one who provides valuable advice but - apparently, not this time.

Jay's waiting for him to talk but Heeseung can't bring himself to look at the younger in the eye. He's already kissed you on the cheek and held your hand, what kind of a friend was he if he let Jay chase you despite all the moves he's made on you?

The anxiety comes in the form of Heeseung rubbing his right fist into his left palm, fingers coming interlaced together then being pulled apart.

Jay's eyes dart between Heeseung's side-profile and his hands, awkwardly listening to the crickets chirp and the fluorescent light illuminating the court buzz from the electricity.

"Uh... Heeseung?"

"It's the same girl."

Bzzzzz.

Chirp.

Chirpchirpchirpchirp.

"Uh-"

"No, look, I'm sorry and I should've told you earlier, okay?" Heeseung's brows furrow back and guilt washes through him, motivating his hands up to his eyes to cover his face. "God, I should've told you the moment I-"

"Heeseung."

He stops, calming his breathing as he removes his hands to look at Jay.

"I kind of already knew."

Bzzzz.

"What?"

Jay breaks out into a small, wry smile as he looks down at the ball. "I kind of already knew it was the same girl when neither of us gave a name. Plus her tests always seemed to match with yours on Mondays. Plus, I kind of knew Sunghoon was mad about you not telling me. I knew the whole- under-the-table situation when we went out for supper."

Heeseung's eyes are wide, filled with confusion, and the whole person's in absolute shock.

"What do you mean you 'kind of already knew'? You knew and you didn't say anything?"

"I just figured you didn't say anything to protect my pride or my feelings. Like, I knew that you wouldn't deliberately hide it from me because you wanted her for yourself or anything. You must've had your own thought process to wait it out for so long."

Heeseung's breath is shaky when he exhales. His palms are sweaty against one another and he's simply at a loss of words.

He had imagined Jay flaring up, possibly throwing him to the ground and yelling at him for being a shit friend (though Heeseung knows that's mostly his imagination).

Jay's taking it a lot more gracefully than he thought he would.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Jay carefully asks, raising a brow at the ball though directing the question at Heeseung.

"Um, I don't-" He licks his lips and tightens his temples, eyes coming back to focus on the distant court ground. "I don't know."

A pause.

"If- If you really like her, then-"

"No," Jay purses his lips and shakes his head, turning to Heeseung. "That's not fair."

Another pause.

"I'm all for a fair fight, man," Jay flaunts his arrogant grin, eyes sparkling with a balanced determination. "That is, if you're all up for it."

Heeseung frowns again, trying to process the suggestion.

"So- so what? Are we going to just do what we want to do to win her over and we'll just see who emerges the-"

"Yep," Jay nods with a strange sense of enthusiasm, inhaling a sharp breath. "Each man for their own."

"Jay- I gotta tell you man, I-"

"Kissed or hugged or held her hand or something already?"

"You're not supposed to make me feel worse when I didn't even finish my sentence."

Jay chuckles heartily, teeth glistening under the lighting. "Sorry. Thought it'll help you out."

"Jay, I just... The day I went out with her to the beach, I sent her home and she- she kissed me on the cheek and I gave one back. Earlier today, she seemed like she was in a zone too and so I- well, I held her hand."

Jay's eyes widen and his lips curl downwards in ironic impression.

"Damn, you're like 3 laps ahead of me."

"Jay-"

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!" He raises a palm and stops Heeseung. "We're just two basketball players trying to get the ball into the hoop. You're just a little bit better than I am, alright? Think of it that way."

He offers Heeseung a friendly pat on the back as he stands. "So, fair fight?"

Heeseung looks up, watching Jay hold out a palm in the form of a handshake.

"Shake on it. She out of bounds once she makes up her mind."

Heeseung puffs his cheeks, looking up at Jay whose hair is stuck to his forehead because of his sweat.

"If you don't shake on it, I'll just give up straight away."

"Ahhhhhh-" Heeseung grumbles to himself, shaking his head and taking Jay's hand reluctantly. Then, with the tiniest amount of hatred, Heeseung hisses, "asshole."

A hearty giggle thrums through Jay's chest as he pulls away, bringing the ball up to his chest and raising a brow at Heeseung.

"1 on 1?"

Jay's chewing on his straw opposite you in the school cafe he suggested for lunch after marketing. He's staring at the folder containing the details for the project that you'll need to submit before the end of the semester.

Your fingers are interlaced, reminiscing the warmth of Heeseung's palm despite your eyes on Jay.

"How was your beach date last week?" The question snaps you out of your sensory dream.

"Huh?" Your eyes widen, blinking the consciousness back into yourself. "Oh, well... it was okay. It was fun."

"Was it like a hang-out or like a date date?"

I wish I knew too.

"Hang out," You respond nonchalantly, turning to look back at your cup of cold tea.

"He's probably interested, y'know," Jay smirks at you, looking at you through his lashes with the sheet of paper between his thumb and index finger. "Beach dates are like- an unspoken couple dream kinda thing."

"True," Smiling to yourself, you lean back in your seat and take in a deep breath. "But... I don't know. Nothing's been said and I don't want to jump the gun."

"Well, did he make any moves? Like- touch you or anything?"

He didn't make any moves, I did.

"Uh- well- I may or may not have- well..."

Jay's smirk grows into a sneaky grin as he closes his file, resting his cheek in his hand as he raises a brow at you. "Did you kiss?"

You stare at him, somewhat blanked-out.

Shaking your head after a few moments of silence, you blink the eye contact away. "Just on the cheek. That's all."

"He kissed you first or-"

"I kissed him on the cheek first, then he did it."

"Huh!" Jay's Cheshire grin glistens under the fluorescent lighting, a spark flashing across his eyes. "That's cute."

"Do you think- I don't know-"

"What, that he likes you?"

A pause.

"Yeah."

Jay inhales sharply, dropping his arm to rest them both on the table. "I'm positive he has feelings for you, if not he wouldn't have reciprocated your kiss."

You purse your lips and glance at the table, momentarily recalling the hold of him around your arm when he turned you around to peck your cheek.

"How do you know though? What if he's just toying with me?"

Jay blinks. A thought zips across his face.

"He's not," He offers you a comforting smile, then says, "Because I would've done the same."

A frown creases your forehead.

"I like you too," He blinks, nodding a little at the confession. "And as long as he hasn't won you over completely, I'm gonna keep trying."

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