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shomixremix · 1 month

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Hello! If it's okay, can I make a silly request? (I think they are open? I apologize if they aren't) may I request something fluffy with the immortal characters (which ever you write for) where their s/o is mortal but they've been together so long that their s/o is an old wrinkly person and the s/o gets mistaken for their grandparent? I just want some cute fluff, but everyone writes smut 😫

Eternal love ♡︎

hi anon!! yep, reqs are open!! i'm so sorry for not being here for some time, exam week was hell but i'm back now lovelies!!

idk rlly which immortal characters you meant but i hope it's okay that i chose these two!! and also i know that this is like fluff and all but for some reason this is so sad to me!! like yeah the reader is old and they are immortal but the reader is GONNA DIE AND OH MY GOD THEY'LL BE ALONEEEEEE AND GRIEVEINGGGG i don't deal well with thinking about death so this was a little challenging to write. but fun!! and hehe don't worry anon even though i write smut more i'm always here for fluff!!

hope you lovelies enjoy <3

tags: zhongli, neuvillette, fluff, slight angst, female!senior!reader

-> being in love with an immortal being had its' many perks, and yet, it had it's flaws. you only began to realize those flaws existed once you celebrated your 50th anniversary with your husband.

reqs open ♡︎

-> zhongli

"there you go, love. would you like to rest now? it is way past your usual nap time... you're sure you'd like to stay here?"

your husband asked, handsome face washed in worry for you. his appearance, ever so youthful and mighty, completely contrasted with your wrinkles and gray hair. but morax didn't mind the slightest - he still thought you were beautiful.

even though you were now hunched over, thick glasses sitting snuggly on the bridge of your nose and spent most od your times either asleep or knitting, he had loved you just the same as all those years ago. he looked at you now, at seventy, in that same way he did when you were his sweet, twenty-year-old fiancé. you were still you, no matter how old, and you were still the most heavenly person he has ever met.

"i'm sure, dear," you reassure, nodding softly, "i would like another cup of tea, please"

he hurriedly called the waiter of the lovely liyue café you were sitting at to bring you a cup more.

"could we get one more cup of this tea for my date?"

the waiter, seemingly very polite and kind, nodded.

"certainly, sir. and i have to comment, i think it's very lovely you're taking your grandma out for brunch! i don't get many people who respect their elders"

zhongli's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. respect his elders? when he was the one a aproximately a millenia older than you?

your husband looked to you, then back, clearing his throat. his voice slightly offended, he spoke: "this is my wife. we're celebrating our anniversary"

the way the waiter's face fell made you softly giggle, giving him a look full of empathy. you knew you appeared much older than zhongli and that people weren't used to it, with you looking like some kind of sugar mommy he married for the inheritance. people had no idea he was actually the older one, and how would they even be able to tell with the way his face hasn't aged a day?

"oh, ma'am, i'm so sorry, i cincerely apologise-"

"it's alright, sweetheart, i can see why you'd think i'm his granny!" you laughingly reassure. the waiter quickly runs to get you your tea, and zhongli turns to you.

"pft, you're not even that old, love. seventy-three is nothing." he scoffs, kissing your saggy cheek, "and no matter how old you are, i don't appreciate you calling another man sweetheart"

-> neuvillette

"are you alright? would you like to sit down, mon amour?" he asks, moving his feet inch by inch as he walked alongside you. even though this pace was almost torterous for him, he'd never dare go any faster. he'd walk alongside you, always, no matter if it meant he had to move at a snail's pace.

"i'm quite alright, my dear. but, could we have a break, just for a moment?"

his ocean-blue eyes frantically searched for a spot to rest, scanning a nearby bench. he set you down on it, wrapping a careful arm around your shoulder and let you rest.

you were so adorable, even now, with saggy skin and an obsession with cardigans. his beautiful, incredible wife, so gorgeous and full of life even though you were in your seventies.

those eyes of yours looked at him with just as much love and just as much wanting as they did a whole lifetime ago. when you first got married, he always had that thought in the back of his mind of a youth potion, always thinking that ot would feel weird if you would change with age and he would not.

but he was wrong. chief justice neuviellette was so, so wrong.

it wasn't weird at all - it was beautiful. your face and body, even though old and wrinkly, perfectly showed everything you two went through; your big smile lines, from a lifetime of chuckling with him, eyes so full of care from the few young ones you raised, hands veiny and rough from a lifetime of caressing his scales.

"would you like to feed the birds, mon cherie? remember, we brought the bread crumbs?"

you nodd softly, softly laying your gray head on your husbands chest.

"oh, yes, the birds! i almost forgot!"

as he gives you a little baggy filled with some leftover baguette breadcrumbs from your breakfast that morning, a couple of melusines swarmed around the two of you.

"mr. neuvillette! mr. neuvillette! we have never seen your grandma before!! hello, mrs. neuvillette's grandma, very nice to meet you!"

your husband softly chuckled, intertwining your fingers. he pressed a loving kiss to your hand, returning his gaze to the scattered melousines: "this is my wife, and i can asure you, you've met her many times before"

"oh, really? we can't remember.." one of the melousines replied, scratching her head.

"that's alright, neither does she" he whispers playfully, earning him a soft smack from you, "hey, i can still hear you, you know!"

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin fluff #zhongli #genshin zhongli #zhongli x reader #neuvillette #genshin neuvillette #neuvillete x reader #zhongli fluff #neuvillette fluff #fluff #female reader #old reader #request #anon request #requests open

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stellar-skyy · 1 month

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SUGGESTED READING - ♡

NOTES: this is an ongoing list of some of my favourite works by my mutuals! there were many i wanted to include (because everyone is so talented omg) but i didn't want this list to be too long.

some of these writers have moved, but i have tagged their latest blog. if you wish to not be included here for whatever reason, let me know and i will remove you.

the blood of the covenant. — @romaritimeharbor ⤷ notes: addi's writing style will never fail to amaze me. every word of this had me giggling and kicking my feet, and reading it felt like a warm cup of tea. i adore the way the siblings are written, this is just so fluffy and lovely with a sprinkle of hurt/comfort for flavour. i love you endlessly! — @thexianzhoujade ⤷ notes: absolutely hearbreaking. this broke me. i have never emotionally recovered from this. written absolutely beautifully, in the most shattering way possible. will he change his mind about you? — @june-again ⤷ notes: this hit me right where it hurts, because i could see myself: desperately clinging to someone while quietly wondering when it was going to end. it honestly almost made me cry when i read it, because i remember when i was at a point in my life where i needed to hear those words and reading this felt like it healed something in me. 1989 - a blog event. — @aventurne ⤷ notes: to celebrate 1989 (tv) we were treated to a fic every day for almost a month from the lovely meisha! i was rereading them to pick one or two for this list, but i couldn't make up my mind so putting the event itselfl! my favourites are suburban legends, wildest dreams, and wonderland. the beautiful implications of kaveh’s missing hairbrush. — @june-again ⤷ notes: such a simple concept, but it is so sweet. i absolutely adore the way this is written, it's so comforting. absence. — @romaritimeharbor ⤷ notes: 10/10 kills me every time. the kaveh!dad au has a special place in my heart, but this fic especially. [name]'s grief is so painful to read, but seeing alhaitham comfort them... it's the best kind of hurt/comfort, where nothing really is okay anymore but you have each other. curtain call. — @rainswept ⤷ notes: my favourite lyney fic from THE lyney writer of all time. and this one. this one is my favourite out of your lyney fics. there's something so foreboding about it, every word feels closer to doom: to the curtain call, as it is titled. i'm never gonna have enough words that describe how well you write characters so i am just going to leave it at oh my god this was amazing. dancing with the fontainians. — @nervocat ⤷ notes: ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE. dancing. fontaine characters. i don't need to explain myself, you had me at dancing. this is very cute and fluffy. the art of war. — @ryuryuryuyurboat ⤷ notes: the first fic i read from the lovely miss yukari! i love this so much, cafe aus are a guilty pleasure of mine and this one was so fun. i'm still giggling at the idea of kokomi just blue-screening after getting asked out.

#📢 — noticeboard #IM SORRY FOR THE TAGS

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the-down-upside-finch · 2 months

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OC in 15 (Tag Game)

I was tagged by @aziz-reads in this post! I'm excited to try this one for the first time, so thanks for tagging me!

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

I think for this one, I'm going to share dialogue spoken by Sterling from Minding Q's, mostly because it's going to be really funny to me at least (CW: strong language)

“I wasn’t sure if it was gonna be warm or cold today, since it’s s’posed to rain later or whatever, so I just went with layers like usual. I think I made a mistake wearing pants, though. Damn, it’s hot out here.”

“Don’t die in there!”

“Wow—okay, stalker.”

“Okay, I should actually start heading back so I don’t get struck by lightning. Uh, but thanks for talking!”

“You’re not my real mom!”

“I don’t have a Pilea yet, actually. But-- I mean, if you want, we could swap. Not the whole plant! Just, like, a cutting. Or a leaf. I’d give you a cutting from one of my plants that you like. Maybe not the albo, though. Just ’cuz-- Sorry, I just sell cuttings from him, so I dunno if I could give you one for free. I could if I didn’t have to pay rent—but unfortunately, capitalism exists! And I have to buy groceries. Whiiiiich I totally forgot to do yesterday. Fuck—why does adulting have to be so hard?”

“Can you just let me deal with the consequences of my actions in peace?”

“Wait—oh my god, you’re right. It’s already Wednesday today. Ugh! I hate Labor Day! Not having classes on Mondays always fucks me up. I mean-- Sorry, you don’t mind swearing, right?”

“What! That’s lame. Seriously, why does being an adult have to be so lame?”

“Oh, sweet! They have grilled cheese sandwiches! I fucking love grilled cheese.”

“Sure! My class gets done at... Hang on. I literally just checked this. It ends at... No, not that button. That’s also the wrong button. Can I just-- Can I-- Oh my god—can I please open the right tab? There we go. That should not have been that hard. Uh... Thursday... Thursday... Where the hell did it go? Wait, I’m stupid—it’s right there. Jeez. Okay, it ends at two fifteen.”

“Yeah, I definitely was not paying attention.”

“That’s another thing I don’t like! Fucking roller coasters!”

“Huh? Oh. Oh, wait. Shit! I forgot—I’m super angry at you and never want to speak to you ever again!”

“Yeah, that’s prob’ly a good idea. I’m not really in the mood to die today.”

Yes I put those entire paragraphs in there on purpose. It’s just who he is.

I'm going to gently tag @mary-is-writing, @veneritia, @maddstermind, @asablehart, @amaiguri, @macabremoons, and anyone else that managed to scroll all the way down here!

#ZootaWrites #Snippets #Minding Q's #Writeblrcafe #Writeblr #OC in 15 tag game #OC in 15 #Tag Game #Long Post #I'm pretty sure this isn't how the game is supposed to be played but Sterling’s whole thing is he talks A LOT #I'll do shorter lines next time I promise

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rainymoodlet · 1 year

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🌸 TAG YOU’RE IT! Name your Top 5 OTP created by your fellow simmers. Spread the love and happy simming! 🌸

oh my god oh my lord oh my good jesus you asked the WRONG PERSON LET'S GO

ahem hem hem hem hemm hemhem

these are not in numerical order i lose my mind abt these ships on the daily

mr. and mrs. drake from @cinamun's amazing "things fall apart" series (we remember the "/indya" tag days ok!!) the love i have for miss indya williams will never die and i swear i feel like i know her like she's a real person at this point, but i have never been more spellbound by a character's growth and development than the kind of writing i see in darren drake okay. these two have been through it, have talked and not talked, have loved and fought, and have gone through hell to be together. never have i wanted two lil pixel people to be happy more than i want them to have a good life with their babies. if that's not love, i don't know what is. (plus the way they abuse that wickedwhims i mean cmon)

jet lem-43 and kana lothario from @gothoffspring's lem-43 legacy! their courtship was so Soft, it literally makes my teeth rot and my heart ache. every touch is so gentle and full of love, they make poses seem as though they were made for these two. i am absolutely gnawing at the walls to see their babies because i know those lil bundles of pixel chub will be precious

@hauntedtrait's mortimer and bella goth are genuinely some of my favorite iterations of my favorite couple, and not just because fangs is my soulmate ok. they're able to add a prose and a warmth to the love between these two that maintains their sensuality while really building a believable foundation of the two's bond, and i'm a big sucker for a devoted morty and a beautiful and kind and mysterious bella ;u;

okay we all know that i'm livin' it up with my husband randy in his motel, and we are of course the top couple here-- pff, if you didn't think i wouldn't be in here losing my mind over the future mr and mrs. finch from @rebouks's incredible epic "somnium", then you don't know me. after my life experiences, i love to see a couple stay strong through hardship: to see them fight and struggle to communicate, and to see them overcome the things that challenge them to come together stronger and with more understanding of one another. courtney is one of the best female characters i have read on simblr in a long time, and it's only fitting that she's earned the love, trust, and protection of one of my favorite good boys <3

and you know, it's a shame i didn't know about them before recently, but @citylighten's sal and eve have a dialogue between them that is honestly so refreshing and so real that i find myself wanting to fcking hang out with them irl. seeing the ways they've grown together, seeing the ways that eve has brought out the softer side of sal and the ways in which sal has boosted eve's confidence in herself, outside of his love for her, for her sake... i just, how could you not love a couple that is so fundamentally invested in their relationship like i am just. besotted.

and personally, the sexual energy between leah morfang and viktor in @aniraklova's amazing universes transcends their outfits and all aesthetics. i just love seein' them together, i really do.

this isn't even all of them i mean good lord. @goodnightlittlewing's henry and bonnie were so adorable that i wanted to travel all over the sim world with them, and @elmleif's cillian and saoirse make me smile every time i see them. hell, i'm almost angry i can't think of all the couples i absolutely adore i'm gonna edit this so much dkfhsdk

oh my god. the ogs. the originals. you know my top otp of ALL TIME.

gael mcmahon and ME his baby assy @buglaur the true otp

#;ask #thank you so much for asking honey omg ;o;#i saw your cheeky lil mention of julien btw heheheheeee ;)

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mamawasatesttube · 3 months

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☉✎✦✿(last one for the winter depression kon fic<3)

☉ what do you do when you get stuck writing?

usually, step back and take a break!! if i'm stuck writing at ALL instead of just on a specific wip it usually means i'm flirting with burnout and need to chill for a bit. time to read, play viddy game, hang out with friends, etc.

but i never take TOO long a break because if i do then it's really hard to get back into writing. so if its been a few days and i still havent written anything i'll open whatever wip i wanna work on and try to add at least a couple of sentences.

✎ how do you think readers would guess a fic was yours if you posted anonymously?

i have NO idea but the other day someone who knew me on my old ao3 account messaged me like "hey is this you?" and i was like HOW DID YOU KNOW? and they were just like "i recognized your style!" so there's clearly SOMETHING askjdhfdjks

but in the timkon tag specifically, um. well. probably the specific kryptonian headcanons, t4tisms, and "giving a shit about kon as a character" would probably give me away.

✦ what was your easiest fic to write & your hardest?

*opens ao3 real fast to check what i've written* uhhhhh

okay lessee. there's several of the shorter oneshots here that i actually just wrote entirely in one sitting and didn't edit just plonked em right on ao3, so those would probably count as easiest (reflections on respawning, aftershocks, faith trust and a bit of pixie dust, your ghost i will gladly bear, and we will walk in bitter rain).

hardest probably goes to sotm just for length, but in terms of content it's all emotional hurt/comfort and that is my wheelhouse! in terms of content, the hardest is probably androecia. i've never written much explicit fic before, so it was a challenge!

✿ did anything major change when you started writing "under the small fire of winter stars" to when you finished?

SO MUCH. OH MY GOD. SO MUCH...

so the original iteration in my notebook was a multi-scene thing with a heavy focus on kon & kara and Both of them being depressed and kara telling kon about new years' celebrations on krypton (occuring the day after the winter solstice, as days started to get longer and nights shorter again, with accompanying stories about rao's pantheon's defeat of cythonna and triumph over winter and darkness). and then i was like "hey this fic is for moss! i should add tim." so then i added tim and MORE scenes. and then i was like "oh no i will never finish this on time" especially because i could NOT figure out the ending in a way that felt satisfying to me so i kinda scrapped most of it.

the scene that became the actual fic is what was gonna be the second scene in the bigger thing, with tim finding and taking care of kon in the aftermath of kon and kara fighting and then severely bitching about metallo.

initially, kon was gonna mention some of the winter celebration stuff kara told him about and how he kinda wished he had more of a connection to kryptonian culture, and tim was gonna go Hm. and start thinking of ways he could get clark, chris, and/or jon to help him plan Something to surprise kon and kara with a little new years party. but that plot kept coming out feeling overly cheesy and contrived and i just was not satisfied with it, so. snip snip bitch.

still, i think the focus morphing into just "tim loving on kon with acts of service (and quality time) while mr acts of service himself is so out of it" was fun too!!! get loved idiot, etc.

#answers #misspickman

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n0brainjustvibes · 6 months

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Tagged by @vikugnavikugna!

coke or pepsi? beverage BITE miette?? beverage STING her tongue like the insect??? jail!!! jail for beverage for One Thousand Years!!!

disney or dreamworks? dreamworks did HTTYD, right? them.

coffee or tea? tea

books or movies? books hehe

windows or mac? never used mac so windows it is

dc or marvel? ok, exposing myself here, worm was like my 2nd superhero media ever. i haven't read either 🙈 i have seen a few marvel movies but i'm not sure whether that should count for or against them

x-box or playstation? mine crafdt on my laptop

dragon age or mass effect? mass effect bc incuriouscat on youtube makes sick ass fan PMVs

night owl or early riser? night owl

cards or chess? chess, you can narrate stories about the pieces and thoroughly annoy your opponent (sibling) even as you lose >:3

chocolate or vanilla? chocolate all the way!!

vans or converse? wgat

Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar? I can't tell if these are fantasy names or antidepressants

fluff or angst? uhhhhdfcgvhbjnk gonna have to say fluff

beach or forest? beach

dogs or cats? cats 100%! (or secret third option: fish...)

clear skies or rain? clear. god. please... 🙏🙏

cooking or eating out? cooking :P

spicy food or mild food? Mild by any sane standards, but spicy according to my family and/or BBC Food haha

halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas? chris mas :))

would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? uuuhhhh .. hh. hard one here. gonna have to also go cold

if you could have a superpower, what would it be? SUPERSPEED!! Or time powers. My irl friend has convinced me of their usefulness.

animation or live action? animation

paragon or renegade? renegade, it's the name of my serial killer dark forest!hollyleaf fanfic (only half kidding...)

baths or showers? shower

team cap or team ironman? hm. remember when I said I watched a few marvel movies? yeah none of them were this one :(

fantasy or sci-fi? fantasy baybey!!! but I adore both

do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they? oh god okay. hm... "Where did we learn it, this talent for insatiability?" from The Handmaid's Tale still Lives In My Head from high school english. If song lyrics count, then, "You don't know me / don't you question my love" from Berlin, Without Return. "Sometimes a hypocrite is just a man in the process of changing" (I don't recall the exact wording) from... Oathbringer? is my fav cliche cosmere pick. Oh! And I forget the episode or even who said it, but at some point during the s3 All Might/AFO fight in MHA, one of the side characters stuck on guard duty said "You're confusing difficulty with importance", and that changed my life.

youtube or netflix? youtube :) it has fun little AMVs

[REDACTED] [Clearance Level 9]

when do you feel accomplished? when I bake something! making concrete stuff is really fulfilling, especially if I'm baking for other people.

star wars or star trek? spaceballs (jk, star wars, but I haven't seen star trek so sw wins by default)

paperback books or hardcover books? paperback

to live in a world without literature or without music? [sad character song assigner noises]... without music.

who was the last person to make you laugh? that would be @ty-bayonet-betteridge with several lines in their riley fic hehe

city or countryside? city! much as I complain about missing nature :') ideally a city that's near the sea

favorite chips? anything plain sea salt and properly crunchy 🤌

pants or dresses? pants, though dresses are fun for fancy occasions!

libraries or museums? is it a natural history museum? pleamse?? if so museum! otherwise library all the way.

character driven stories or plot driven stories? I don't really have a preference ngl

bookmarks or folding pages? i was one of those heretical kids who just plonked their books face down open 🙈😭 and now I mostly read online so... idk? Probably bookmarks.

Dream job? honestly would love to be on the management council for a small nature conservancy. second choice would be ecological research, but data-based, not fieldwork (animals scare me >.<)

What gives you comfort? thinking about The Characters...

what are some of your favorite song lyrics? literally ANY pun or double meaning lyric by idkhow!! gonna go with "lose yourself inside the city / lose your mind inside a week".

favorite ice cream flavor ever? chocolate my beloved...

first fandom? warrior cats......

deep ocean or deep space? (personally, i gotta pick ocean, because theres fish in there 👍😊)

Your desert island band?

@thesternest @seroquelfan @chaoticrushu, but no pressure to answer, and anyone is welcome to join! add your own question at the end if you answer :]

#tag game

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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wild one pt seven | stranger things ; g.emerson

tag list babes || req rules / fandoms+characters || got a req? || masterlist

CHAPTERS ;

one two three four five six can be found by clicking. stranger things masterlist is here -be warned, it's a clusterfuck rn.

AUTHORS NOTES;

This story still has me in a chokehold.

So... I'm thinking two of you miiight maaaybe possibly...be a little happy with what happens in this part. Honestly, they needed to take a huge leap because summer doesn't last forever y'know. I'm gonna give a shoutout to @pin-down-rainbow and @50shadesofjayden because your comments kind of inspired the huge long winded thing that came to me this time and I love you both for it.

Huge thanks to everybody putting up with -and indulging, my bullshit thus far. The interactions have given me life and they've been keeping me inspire and you don't know how much everything, from likes to comments t reblogs with tags and reblogs they mean the world to me and you guys just have me mind blown rn.

SUMMARY;

-- cheerleaders and drummers aren't supposed to mix. but maybe sometimes, they do.

PAIRING;

Gareth Emerson x Fem!Reader (female parts, personality / outfit descriptions, is a blank slate beyond these things. Or as blank as I could get. I'm still learning this.)

WARNINGS;

swearing, jocks -they are the warning, teenage girls doing dumb things (climbing a water tower to sit and stargaze), more swearing, uh... certain kinks are hinted at if you squint (sir / dominance /etc), meddling stepsisters with loud voices, teeeniest hint of will byers lil crush on mikey boy but it's not integral, that's kind of everything.

TAGLIST;

@littlestarfighter03

TAGLIST;

@AURUMBELIS

@ALLELITESMUT

@ARIES-ARCADE

@COLE22ANN

@ebonybloom

@HEYAITSKLAUDIA

@HCLOANGCLS

@hoeshii

@hotgirlsshareaccounts

@ICEQUEEN1371

@KRYS-ORION

@LETSBEDRAGONSTOGETHER

@LOUDERFORTHEBACK

@MUSICHEALSSCARS

@SECRETSICANTHIDEANYMORE

@SCOOBIESSNACKS

@THECHOICESLOOKGRIMM

@UNTITLEDAREA - these are all the names on my stranger things taglist. if you’d like to be added, please click the link at the top of the post.

OTHER STUFF;

Set in S4 -with none of the Upside Down monsters / Vecna and past instances of the Upside down or deaths. Slice of life kinda stuff, ya know? Gareth is aged up to 18 here. JSYK.

Timeline here is half one night, the rest of the chapter the next day.

“Ugh, I know, I knowwww.” you laugh and tip your head back, gazing up at the twinkling stars overhead. The sleeves of his flannel shirt just manage to graze your fingertips and there’s a distinct chill in the air tonight that subtly tells you the end of summer is coming.

As the breeze picks up just a little, you hug into the flannel shirt and reach out to the little case of sodas sitting between you and Emma. “I know I need to give this back I just…” you laugh and fidget with the sleeve of the flannel a little as you add in a quieter tone, “I can’t, okay? I’ve tried, oh my god. But then I panic. Or I smell him on me because I’m wearin it and my brain shuts down.” you fall back against metal scaffolding and dramatically throw your hand up to your forehead. “What the fuck is wrong with me, Em?”

“You’re a romantic. And,” Emma pauses to take a sip from her own glass soda bottle, “You’re also a chickenshit. And those two things don’t play well together.”

You flip her off and pull yourself to your feet, leaning out over the rail around the water tower’s scaffolding to peer down at the ground below. “Wow. This is really fucking high when you stop to think about it.” you muse, pulling yourself back. Emma nods to a familiar cream colored K5 as it parks. “Chief is here.”

From the ground, Jim Hopper grumbles to himself and cups his hands around his mouth to holler up to the two of you, “Ladies… How many times are we gonna go through this, huh? Water tower’s not safe to climb up and sit on. Can’t ya have your fuckin smoke breaks on the ground? Where it’s safe?”

“Sorry, Hop!”

“Sorry! We’ll come down!” you call out. The two of you gather your cigarettes and sodas and start to carefully make your way back down the ladder. You skip the bottom two rungs on the steel ladder and laugh, gazing up at the older man.

“You give your dad every single one of his grays, don’tcha?” Hopper’s joking, of course. You shrug and laugh quietly. “I mean I’m not tryin to, sir.”

“Don’t let her lie! She lives for chaos.”

“Okay, well.. I’ve gotta get home to the wife. Stop climbing the damn tower, girls. I mean it. You scare Ms. Rosen shitless every single time she looks out and sees it, okay?” Hopper uses his firmest tone and it… Doesn’t have the effect that a similar one when used by a certain Corroded Coffin drummer always has.

You giggle upon the realization, your hand flying up to your mouth because you’re gaping about it.

“What the hell is wrong with you, woman?”

You laugh and shrug. “I was just thinking.”

– ( Gareth’s garage )

It doesn’t register until much later what you called him hours before. But when it does, he fumbles his drumsticks mid-twirl and they hit the concrete with a loud clatter. The missed beat prompts Eddie to sit down his guitar and chuckle, gazing his way patiently. “You gonna be okay, Gare?”

“Fuck.” Gareth mutters, his mind looping what you called him on repeat. Distracted. “Fuck.” is uttered in a quieter and more thoughtful tone as soon as Gareth begins to realize that he liked it. He liked it a lot more than he probably should, truth be told. Just thinking about it now, hours after the fact, it has him straining hard against the black denim he’s wearing. Gareth shifts around on the stool seated behind his drum kit and drags his hand through thick curls. “Just give me a minute, alright? Shit.”

Jeff and Grant exchange puzzled looks and Eddie, determined to get to the bottom of whatever’s going on with his drummer, clears his throat. “Wanna share with the rest of us, maybe?”

“I’m gonna uh.. Smoke.” Gareth snatches up his cigarettes and either Jeff or Eddie’s lighter and he rushes out of the garage, sitting on the concrete in front of it.

“Fuck it. Smoke break, guys?” Eddie asks the other two.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, definitely.”

The three remaining members of Corroded Coffin file out of the garage.

“Okay, spit it out, Gare.”

“Yeah.”

“Just tell us already.”

Gareth takes a drag and shakes his head no. “Yeah, not happening. You assholes give me enough shit already.”

“We won’t.”

“I swear.”

“On Ozzy, man. Just tell us. I’ll beg, dude.” Eddie moves like he’ll grab hold of Gareth’s outstretched leg and goes to lie on the concrete and Gareth backs up a little, laughing and rolling his eyes. “Fine.” he laughs. “It’s dumb.”

After taking a deep breath, he says it fast. In a rush that has his three best friends trying to figure out what he said until Eddie gets him to repeat it. Gareth repeats it with a laugh. “I just realized she called me something earlier, okay? And it’s weird, like.. Fuck.” he shifts the way he’s sitting and takes a very deep breath before puffing the cigarette again, exhaling shaky a few seconds later as he stares up at the sky, “She called me sir. And now I can’t stop fucking thinking about it.”

The three of them try not to laugh, they really do, but Eddie is the first one to crack, his boisterous laugh echoing off the night as he clutches his side. Jeff is almost crying as he nudges Gareth and wheezes out, “Oh hell, you really do have it bad, buddy. It’s baaad.”

Grant is the slower of the three to catch on but when he does, he grins and his laughter immediately worsens. “Holy shit, man. I mean, I suppose I can’t blame you for missing an entire section of beats now, that’s.. Whew.” he fans himself with his t-shirt and raises a beefy arm to rub across his forehead.

“Fuck you. All of you. Now all I’m thinking about is how fuckin flustered I’m gonna be when I’m around her. Fuck!” Gareth thumps the cigarette out into the road and leans back on his elbows, laughing a little at himself. “It was so fucking hot though.”

“Okay, alright.”

“Do not… go any further with that.”

“Yeah, how about we just push this conversation into a bottle and throw it in the ocean, buddy?” Jeff snorts in laughter.

“I always kind of thought you were a kinky little shit, Emerson.” Eddie loops an arm around his friend lazily and Gareth glares, flipping him off as he nudges the arm right back down. “Oh hahafuckyouhaha.” he laughs quietly.

An engine’s roar up at the corner of the street catches their attention and as the red Trans Am whizzes past, Gareth rubs a hand over his face and nods to it. “She drives like she’s got a thousand goddamn lives to spare. I thought Eddie couldn’t fucking drive. Like… she’s my girl but she can’t drive. At all.”

“Hey, asshole.”

“What? It’s true! I wanna kiss the fucking ground every time I get outta your van.” Gareth shrugs as he says it, laughing.

“He’s not lying, Munson.” Grant laughs, ducking away from Eddie.

“Fuck both of y’.” Eddie flips them off, laughing. Thumping his own cigarette out into the street. The Trans Am whizzes past again, the faintest sound of Ace of Spades by Motorhead floating out the car’s interior as it passes.

–(next day, at Hawkins Pool)

You’re easy to spot, the flannel over your new red and white striped bikini stands out amongst all of the other people walking around in various states of undress. You’re leaning against the vending machine and you’re talking to Emma and Chrissy Cunningham.

Gareth is still thinking about the day before.

And the fact that you’re wearing a flannel almost exactly like one he owns, yet again.

It’s a lot. Frankly, his mind is blown.

And his friends keep telling him to just go for it. They do have a damn good point, this is senior year, if he doesn’t go for it now, when?

And he’s so damn tired of reigning in his own feelings.

Across the pool, Max and Eleven are talking quietly.

“Do you think she’ll actually give him his shirt back today?”

“Considering she went the long way home to drop Emma off last night just to do that and still came back wearing it, I doubt it, El.” Max laughs and shakes her head, raising to a sitting position. She nudges Will and Will lowers his battered copy of The Shining to look at her. “Sunscreen, Byers.”

Will passes her the bottle of sunscreen and Max motions for Eleven to turn facing her. “You’re really starting to burn, El.”

“Yeah.” Eleven laughs softly. “We could tell him.. About the flannel.”

Will puts down the book and gazes out into the pool where Gareth Emerson is standing, with his friends. Will chuckles. “We could. I mean.. It needs to come out. And there’s nothing else to do.”

Max laughs softly. “You’re on our side of this then, huh?”

Will grins, nodding. “Mhm. I know Lucas, Mike and Dustin mentioned that it’s better to just let things happen, that it’ll be funnier, but like… Look at them, damn it.”

“Aww, you big softie.”

Will shrugs.

Eleven gives Will a little look. If he’d just apply this logic to his own situation with Mike.. She could say it, but she keeps it to herself. For the moment. But it does need to come out sooner or later and she knows it. She wants it to.

Andy and his noisy friends invade the water, splashing and yelling, roughhousing. Max flips Andy off at one point because he sends up a splash that soaks her and Andy swims over, smirking. “You got a problem, doll?”

“Yeah. You.” Max calls out, glaring when she’s splashed again. “Assholes.”

Andy and his friends go back to roughhousing elsewhere in the pool and Max turns her attention back to the current discussion at hand.

“She’s never going to give him back his flannel shirt at this rate, look at her.” Max nudges Will, who looks up from his book just in time to see you hugging into the flannel because Andy’s doing the thing where he’s lurking again and out of habit, because Andy scares the everlasting fuck out of you even if you’d die before admitting it, you’re huddling into the flannel and scowling.

Andy sends up an obnoxious splash at you and you flip him off, rolling your eyes about it. Huddled into that shirt like it’s a lifeline.

“The creep’s scaring her.” Will nods to you and El nods. “She’s scared of him, she just acts like she’s not.” and Max nods in agreement, locking eyes with you as she nods to Gareth and then the flannel you’re wearing as a cover up.

You swallow hard and take a shaky breath, gazing out where Gareth and his friends are sitting in a row along the edge of the pool. “You said you were going to give it back.” Emma points out with a soft laugh. Chrissy smiles at you, “You don’t want to, huh?”

You sigh and shake your head, cringing a little. Gulping because you know damn well that telling him now will be awkward as hell. “No, actually, I don’t. I mean… Not only for obvious reasons, but it’ll be kind of weird, I mean… I barely know him and I have and am wearing his shirt.”

“Little pervert.” Emma teases, making Chrissy laugh and shake her head. “No, it’s sweet! I always thought you were too badass to get a crush on somebody? It’s cute, though.”

“I’m a whole mess, okay?” you laugh, rolling your eyes as you palm at your face.

And across the pool, Max grumbles and throws up her hands. “I knew it! I knew she wasn’t going to give it back to Gareth! She’d better not even try to pretend she doesn’t like the guy, she’s had his damn shirt for a week now. And she slept in it last night, even! Said and to quote her words exactly, “It’s soft. It smells like him. It’s like he’s close. Stop giving me shit, Max.” ” Max’s outburst has Will laughing and Eleven snickers about it.

What Max doesn’t realize is that while she wasn’t that loud when she said it, she was loud enough that a certain drummer happened to overhear every single word. As did his three best friends, on top of it.

Gareth chokes on the sip of Dr. Pepper he’s just taken as his eyes widen almost comically and Eddie’s laughing, hitting him on the back as he muses with a smug grin, “Cat’s out of the bag now, I suppose.”

“That’s..” Gareth stammers, mind blown. Staring intently now that Max has said it, realizing that it has to be his shirt, there’s even a bleach stain on the elbow on the left sleeve. “That’s my shirt. Fuck.”

“So, in light of this little plot twist, Gareth the Great… Any clue what you’re going to do about it?” Eddie asks, chuckling as he gazes at his very shocked best friend.

Gareth is turning redder and redder in the face. He’s only barely gotten it processed that you called him Sir the day before at Starcourt -and he loved it, it gave him this sense of power when he normally feels like he has none, but now.. Oh god, now. Not only did you somehow manage to get hold of one of his shirts but you’ve been wearing it a little over a week now, right in front of him. And you apparently have a real hard time giving it back.

Giving his shirt back is honestly the last thing he wants you to do now that he’s aware of the fact that you have it. He’s staring at you intently, watching the way you fidget with the sleeves. The way it hangs on you, stopping just below the middle of your thighs. The way it’s slipping down off of one shoulder as you laugh and talk and bounce around on your feet while standing with your two best friends Emma and Chrissy.

“Fuckin hell.” he rakes his hand over his eyes and takes several long and deep breaths.

“I think he’s broken now. Yep,” Eddie chuckles, “His brain is totally scrambled.”

“Fried, man.”

“Dude, you have to do something. You have to, man.” Grant insists.

“Yeah. Alright, alright. Shit.”

Laughter and yelling from your direction has him looking over, just in time to watch you climb the ladder for the high dive, having shed the flannel. Chrissy is holding it for you, Gareth notices when she holds it up as if to reassure you that she’s holding it and it didn’t just get thrown somewhere. You give Chrissy a thumbs up as you slink out to the edge of the board and Emma yells up, “The handstand!”

“Yeah, yeah! Alright, okay, shit.” you call down to her before going into a handstand. As you right yourself and dive off of the board a few seconds later, you hit the water with a big splash and come up shaking your hair at Emma who leaps back, shrieking, “I did not ask for a shower, damn it! Hey! Knock it off, trouble, c’mon.”

You pout a little and pull yourself up onto the concrete, taking the shirt back from Chrissy to put back on. You happen to lock eyes with Andy, who winks and gives you one of his lewd stares.

“Not gonna happen, Weber, fuck right off.” you cup your hands around your mouth to call out to the brunet jock.

“Hey, did they have Sprites or are they still out?” you ask as Chrissy turns her attention to the machine, working to straighten the bill she’s trying to put in. “I think they have them this time.” she answers, slipping the dollar in.

Scowling when she spots Jason, Andy and Chance making their way over.

“I’m not talking to you, Jason. Go away.”

“Aw, princess, don’t be that way. I was just trying to look out for you. You have an image, princess.” as Jason says it, he glares at you and Emma and the two of you double over laughing. “Is he serious?”

“He looks like it, hell.” you answer, rolling your eyes as you say it.

Your laughter dies and you fix your gaze on Jason, arms folded. “What you’re gonna do now, Carver, is walk away. Chrissy needs space. She’s getting it, one way or another.” you step up. He glares down at you and chuckles. “She needs to talk to me. If I were you, I’d stay out of her business.” and this is when Emma steps up, a hand on her hip. “Y’know…you’re real stupid for somebody with a 3,8 GPA, Carver. How many times does she need to say it out of her own mouth? She doesn’t want to talk to you. And you’re not the king ruler of all.”

“You two are nothing but a bad influence.” Jason’s voice is clenched and he’s giving both of you his most stern and humorless gaze as he says it. “Chrissy knows I’m only trying to help her. You two are trying to corrupt her, I mean… You with your obnoxious behavior..” he rolls his eyes at you and Emma, “Have never taken the honor it is to be a part of something like this serious, not even for one second.”

Emma laughs and so do you. “And? Die mad about it. Do you really think it’ll matter in five years, Carver?” Emma shoves past him as she says it. Chrissy is between the two of you as the three of you walk past and find three sun loungers to flop into. Chrissy manages a smile. “Thank you.”

You and Emma shrug. “No big deal, I mean. You’re our friend.” you answer, quick to add, “And probably the sweetest person we know.”

“Caroline said she’s my friend too and then she proceeded to stay on the phone with me for three hours to explain why I needed to give Jason a chance to talk.”

“Please tell me you hung up.” Emma groans out, pinching at the bridge of her nose as she tilts her head back, squeezing her eyes against the sun. “Ugh, the bullshit alone almost makes me want to tell the coach where to shove my pom poms. And it’s gotten worse with Caroline as co-captain.”

“Unplugged the phone, actually.” Chrissy laughs softly, twisting strands around her finger. “It really has, hasn’t it? Or maybe it’s always been this bad, we just never noticed it until now.” she shrugs and sighs. “Either way, you two need to watch your backs. She’s already foaming at the mouth to find ways to get you thrown off the squad somehow.”

“Let her say one word to me. She won’t have to invent something, I’ll give her one.” you laugh when you say it, you’ve been thinking about quitting all summer and the more you think about it, the more you wonder if maybe it’s not a good idea.

You pull your hair out from beneath you to let it dangle over the back of the chair and turn so that your legs are draped over an arm. “I can’t believe we’re going into our senior year… Wow.”

“Me either.” Emma laughs. “Only a few months and we’ll be leaving this hellhole. Maybe.”

“It feels so weird, right?” Chrissy muses.

“It really does.” you admit.

Emma gazes over at you. “Y’know if you don’t do something soon, time will run out.”

You rub your forehead, your eyes squeezed shut. “I know, I knowwww. But what do I do, I mean… We’re speaking now? It’s a start?”

“Do you really want to let the chance slip through your fingers though? I mean, is that really what you want? He’s oblivious, woman. Sweet, but oblivious. We live in a new age. You can totally make the first move.”

“How?” you ask, laughing at her. “You’re the one who happens to be good at this crap, Em!”

“Just figure something out!” Emma laughs as she says it and you roll your eyes, flipping her off as you finish off your Sprite. “You say it like it’s easy, Em. Every single time I turn around, I’m doing dumb stuff. Like covering him in vomit or falling on top of him, then there’s the drowning incident I mean, I fucking froze up and he had to get me.... Or stealing his shirt, purely by accident, I swear to God you two better stop looking at me that way,” you rub your temples as you trail off, “I mean.. I’m an actual disaster at this, alright?”

“That was not an accident and you know it. You could’ve worn the sports bra, you were the only one there with his sisters, it’s not like it’s a big deal. Gretchen walks around like that all the time at home and seeing her like that as a child didn’t scar me.” Emma points out calmly. “Maybe you could ask Susan. She landed your father, duh.”

“Em, ick.” you wrinkle your nose, “I still can’t believe you have a crush on Wes.” you shake your head, laughing.

“He’s hot!”

“He’s my father, fuckin hell!” you pout at her, laughing. “I’m getting in the water, I cannot with you right now. You wanna come out, Chrissy?”

“You two go right ahead. I’m staying up here. Where it’s dry. I am not messing up my hair and making a mess out of my mascara, alright? I’m not.” Emma insists when Chrissy glances over at her.

“We’re drenching her.”

“We are.” Chrissy laughs, smiling just a little as you two fall into the pool water and pop up, sending up an obnoxious spray that drenches your friend Emma. Emma scowls, folding her arms. “Fuck you both.”

“Aw, love you too, storm cloud.” you laugh out.

“I love you significantly less, heathen.” Emma retorts, laughing as she flips you off.

As you pull yourself to a standing position, prepared to launch your body at the lounge chair, you find yourself body to body with Gareth. He swallows hard and you shuffle your feet, toying with the sleeves on a shirt you stole from him.

Your brain keeps telling you to open your mouth and just confess, because it’s honestly silly, but your mouth is frozen and the words aren’t coming.

“Hey.” you tilt your head just slightly, gazing up at him as you raise a hand and twist damp strands around your finger. You grin when you notice the pins you brought him and the Motorhead patch on the front of his flannel and before you can stop yourself, you’ve got a hand resting against his chest, your finger dragging over the stitching of the patch. “Oh hey, you got it on there after all!” you’re grinning up at him.

He is still frantically trying to process, but he does manage to step close. And then closer. And then, all the way into you so that there’s no space left between your bodies. You swallow hard, skin on fire and it’s not just from the hot afternoon sun.

He opens his mouth to say something but nothing comes out. He’s doing it again, the thing where he dominates the space between you two entirely and you can only feel yourself burn hotter because it somehow manages to both fluster you and make you feel safe all at once. Every single time he does it. Your free hand raises, catching in messy and wet hair. It occurs to you that maybe he wants to walk past you, but for some reason you don’t step back to let him pass by.

Gareth takes a deep breath. You’re wearing his shirt and you’re pressed against him and you haven’t moved yet and it’s thrown him straight into a daze. He can feel all three of his friends staring at him intently, willing him to do something, anything at this rate would be awesome. The longer he stands there, the hotter he can feel his cheeks getting and he wants the ground to open up and swallow him. In all honesty, he came up to you with every intention of just saying it, telling you that he knows but that’s long fled his brain.

“Jesus christ, if they don’t get a room, I swear to God.” Eddie grumbles and he’s a breath away from just hollering out but Jeff gives him a silencing head shake after nudging him in the side. “He’s gotta do this himself, Munson.”

“He could do it faster, holy shit.” Eddie grumbles.

Emma’s watching you both and she nudges Chrissy. “I am so tempted to just knock into them and make them bump into each other. I swear, it’s like when we used to play dolls, y’know? Shoving their heads together so they’d kiss? That. I wanna do that right now.”

Gareth rubs a hand over his face after a second or two.

“Gareth?” you smile up at him. You’re playing with the ends of the sleeves on his flannel again and maybe it drew his attention because maybe he’s starting to realize you’re flustered right now too and he doesn’t know what to do with that knowledge.

“Yeah.” he questions, unintentionally using that tone that always flusters you and realizing it, instantly wanting to kick himself because he did not mean to sound… however it was that he sounded. The last thing he wants is for you to think he’s annoyed by you or doesn’t want you around because neither thing could be farther from the truth.

“Nothing…” you bite your bottom lip as you say it and his eyes hone in on the way your lip is caught between your teeth. You were just about to tell him, explain the whole thing and laugh it off, because it’s so silly, you taking his shirt, right?

The words get hung in your throat just like they always seem to lately.

“There’s a gig at the Hideout.. It’s uh.. Tonight..” he’s fully aware that he’s rambling and he wants to punch himself for it. He takes a deep breath, tries it again with less stammering this time. “You can come.. I mean if you want to?”

Christ, he thinks to himself, I am going to completely fuck this up.

But then you’re playing with the patch on his shirt pocket and dazed. And now that he’s fully aware of the situation in its entirety, he can see what the guys have been saying for at least three weeks now. You really are flustered by him and it’s kind of mind-blowing because of anybody he knows, you are not the girl he’d think anybody could fluster like this, especially not him.

“I could.” you answer, glancing up at him as you lick your lips, “But do you want me to?” you ask, immediately wanting to vanish on the spot because your voice came out so flirty, so much more like Em or Chrissy than you that it throws you for a loop for a little bit.

“Mhm. I really do.” he’s distracted again, the sun overhead is glinting off of that little silver necklace with the switchblade charm you’re always wearing. You catch on to his distraction and reach up, gripping his jaw gently. Guiding his face -and his eyes so that they’re fixed on yours as you giggle about it. “My eyes are up here, Gareth.”

“Shit. I’m..” he laughs quietly. “Sorry.” he’s shuffling his feet against the concrete. You shrug. “It’s okay.”

It is because he’s not Andy or Chance or one of the other boys and you know he’s not an asshole, he wasn’t intentionally staring at your tits to make you feel creeped out or anything.

“Is that a switchblade? On your necklace?” he wants to punch himself when he asks the question but you laugh quietly and nod. “Yeah.. Wes, he went on a trip and saw it, and presented it to me as a 16th birthday thing? It’s actually kind of stabby too.” you’re the one rambling now and your words trail off as you wait patiently on the concrete to open below your feet and Satan himself to pull you down to Hell.

“Cool.” Gareth laughs quietly.

“So uh.. Your show? What time is it?” you ask, shifting around, fidgeting under his intent gaze. Burning up all over again the second you realize that his eyes are roaming and there’s this wild gleam to them and it’s hot, you’re definitely into it. He smiles, drags his hand over thick, wet curls. “It starts at 9. You’ll have to tell the guy at the door you’re there for it.”

You laugh softly. “Doubtful. The bartender, she uh.. Used to babysit me when they had pool tournaments there on the weekend. She’ll let me in.”

Gareth grins a little brighter. “Awesome.”

And you keep trying to make yourself just do it, just give him back his flannel, but then he’s walking back over to his friends, walking away and you didn’t do it, yet again.

“Fuck.” you fan yourself as you fall back into the lounge chair. “Nobody speak to me for like.. At least an hour, I need to uh… Yeah.” your dazed words make Chrissy and Emma clutch each other and laugh as Emma asks, “What’d he say? Woman you are.. So flustered right now.”

“Fuck off, Em!” you laugh out, pouting at her as you look over to the chair she’s sitting in. “I uh… He asked me if I wanted to come and watch their band play tonight.”

“Well?”

“I’m going!”

“And the flannel?”

“I,uh…” you palm your face and laugh. “I tried, okay? I did try.”

“Mhm. Tell that to somebody who believes you, you perverted little heathen.”

#gareth emerson #gareth the great #gareth emerson imagine #gareth emerson fanfiction #gareth emerson x reader #gareth emerson x fem!reader #// so uh... we have kind of arrived at..something #// hopefully you guys like this. i loved writing it out #// im excite for the future parts tbh

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fictionkinfessions · 7 months

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Once again, been a while since I commented here but I did wanna share some things with the blog since a few things have happened kin wise.

I'm not gonna go tooooo deep into personal history (the things I'll be confessing here are just the tip of the very deep iceberg) but like. if my friends or people who know me don't already know that this is my tag, it'll be a dead giveaway H

This will be a bit of a ramble but maybe it'll give someone some sort of insight maybe???

A while ago, I kinfirmed Josuke Higashikata from JJBA. Doesn't sound like a big deal at all. Just another, "woohoo! Another to add to the list of lives I've cycled through, I suppose." But in this life it was... rough to accept at first. Lemme explain.

For years it was hard to accept that I may be that flamboyant zesty 90s kid (which is REALLY funny said out of context) due to some bad experience with someone I used to be friends with. We were in a JJBA roleplay together that me and another friend (that I'm still friends with) ran. I played Josuke, they played Kira. Said roleplay fucked me up bad, to say the least.

From that point on after the whole ordeal, I didn't even want to think about kinning Josuke. I think it's because in my mind at the time, that roleplay Josuke that I played was the one I was gonna be, and I didn't want that as my canon. Oh, god, I wanted nothing to do with it. I was so scared of becoming the woobified version of me that this 14 year old roleplayed as that I was essentially blinded by my own bias against me.

Mainly, I was scared of it because what I saw and felt was accurate to things I didn't know were details from my canon were projected onto the characterization. This further pushed the idea that if I somehow kinfirmed Higashikata, then I must be the one I roleplayed as (not true at all).

Some of the things included: I was a lot more caring than canon is, I remember I got a job as a hair stylist, etc etc. It's only natural when you end up a character you roleplayed as has the shit you headcanoned revealing itself to be parts of what you used to be. It's projection. Again, I was so blinded and scared that I was gonna be that woobified uwu pastel one that I played as 14 and didn't even stop to think that maybe, just maybe, I could think about the feelings I had about certain people and events and realize.... whatever angst shitstorm that happened in that roleplay was purely fictional, and that my canon is my own and not what me and some other people made up on the spot as an angst fest.

I harbored this distain for years because I couldn't NOT associate JJBA with that roleplay until one of my friends started to get into it. It was at first to me, "Oh, okay, cool. People can like what they like :] /gen"

And then one of my other friends kinfirmed YOSHIKAGE KIRA. shit was absolutely shocking because one of the main reasons I was so turned away from part 4 was because in aforementioned roleplay, the person who played Kira and was absolutely toxic to me. The weird ass interactions between rp Josuke and rp Kira had like fucked me up pretty bad and as a result I couldn't see Kira the same way for years.

Again, all up until my friend kinfirmed the man and, while not of my canon (unsure what they did in theirs) it clicked that. I NEED to let go of that and see things in a different light. That's my actual friend, a real person, and not some weirdo that another 14 year old roleplayed as and essentially woobified the shit out of. Real ass person, not the same. I needed to drop the grudges.

This is what also made me start to accept--not realize, I'm pretty sure I knew for a long time--that I was Josuke, specifically part 4 Josuke. Everything clicked so hard, for years all the complaints and headcanons I had made so much sense because it WAS me. That abhorred rat episode? Didn't react like that at all. I tried to help those people (and failed). The fact I was so turned away from the 'Josuke becomes a cop' headcanon that I used to see all the time back in like 2019/2020 or something? It was because I didn't become a cop at all! Josuke was like, in essence, my first kin before I even knew what kinning was.

It feels more at peace to leave the trauma behind and instead holding onto it and despising a media that didn't really wrong me itself, but instead the people I used to know back in the day. Leaving it behind and accepting it leads me to new discoveries on all ends, like the fact that the memories I have as Josuke are as vivid as the ones I have as Klavier Gavin. Or, the fact that Josuke feels like a super close kin...

Maybe because for some reason I like to kin really zesty motherfuckers such as Mettaton, Klavier Gavin, and Josuke Higashikata... Fits right in with my kintype flawlessly.

Anyways, I share this all not only to kinfess but to say that, hey if you read it all the way down here... Hi :] I genuinely hope that, if something similar has happened, you're turned away from a character or a media you used to enjoy because of someone... It's okay. Let yourself recover, and don't be afraid if you feel it may be you. It probably is. And if so, whatever headcanons or complete characterization you used to have isn't what your canon's going to 'turn into' when you kinfirm. You are complex and you are your own person. You can't get it all right, especially when you didn't know it was you. Give it another shot, and like I said, take your time to recover. Have a great day!!

(sorry for any bad grammar or misspellings I may not have caught)

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Pronouns? she/her or they/them

Preference of communication? Tumblr IMs please. I don't like Discord. It makes me feel anxious. Plus I prefer to keep messages about Tumblr on Tumblr.

Most active muse? This honestly varies. I think my most consistent muse is Maria, as she's usually always there and I don't have to dig her up, but sometimes others hog the spotlight for a bit. I put stars on my muse list for the ones that are easiest to write at the moment.

Experience / how many years? Oh god. This is gonna be a long answer. Um, according to an old blog as of now I've had 13 years of roleplaying, 11 of that on Tumblr. I was terrible at first but no shame; nobody starts out perfect. I've discovered that a lot of my old, bad writing shares the issue of forcing myself to do past-tense. Wasn't the only issue but I learned that once I switched to present-tense my wording became a lot better and so with time and practice I kept improving to what you've seen here.

I've had different blogs over the years, mostly single-muse types, and for a while I had a list of urls and passwords cause I was juggling so many, but then my interest in a character would wane and I'd feel bad for abandoning that blog. It took me a long time but eventually I realized a multimuse would be in my best interest. So here it is. And I was right ^v^

Best experience? Hm... I think maybe my old RP groups here on Tumblr? I had a lot of fun in those communities before they closed. It was all the positives of forum RP like having multiple people in a scenario, a shared setting, and easy to find partners. But without the negatives like being left out if you weren't constantly available, because that's an advantage Tumblr has over forums. I think my best RP memories come from those groups. I remember Arietta and Stella City the most fondly. The settings were very unique and that fueled some of the most interesting crossovers I've ever written, plus the writers there were fun OOC too.

RP pet peeves? Extra spacing between words. I don't judge, format how you like. But I do tag these as 'eye strain' because I find them hard to read and I know I'm not the only one. Also super teeny tiny icons. 75x75 is a bit small but still okay, but I have seen 50x50 and smaller in the past and those are usually hard to tell what the picture even is. Also not pulling weight in a thread. Don't worry, none of you are like that. But I've had it happen in the past where I was the only one moving things forward and it wasn't a fun time.

Fluff, angst, or smut? I'm a sucker for angst but I do like it to have a happy ending. Hurt/comfort is my jam. But fluff can be good fun too! It's nice to see the characters happy and enjoying themselves ^v^ I don't write smut. I'll do fade-to-black if it ever comes up as some of my muses would be interested, but I myself am not.

Plots or memes? Either. I find it helps to plot a little bit as I generally prefer something pre-established, even if it's incredibly basic like 'we met earlier'. But once that's done I'll do anything; random starters, memes, plotted starters, etc. Memes are useful starters for me because they give me a direction to go in.

Long or short replies? Depends on the muse(s) and the thread. I can do both. Some of my muses end up with novellas, some don't, some can go either way. I generally prefer at least two paras from my partner and will always give at least that in return, but I'm fine with anything from my partner that gives me material to work with.

Time to write? With my sleep schedule it's usually evenings and nights, but honestly I take any time I can if I feel mentally able.

Are you like your muses? Depends on the muse. Some yes, some no. I'd say the muses I'm most like are Sabrina and Maria. Sabrina was originally based on a somewhat fantasized version of me before she grew into her own person but she retains a lot of my traits; wanderlust, passion for photography, love of flying, a bit of an adrenaline junkie, favorite color is purple. And a big reason I love Maria so much and find her so easy to write is because I see a lot of myself in her. I'm not immuno-compromised but I deeply understand her optimism even in dark circumstances, her love for her family, her desire to see the world despite the likelihood of it not happening, her passion for nature, etc. I relate to her a lot.

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#{{ chronicling their stories | ADMIN }}#//If any of you were in either of those RP groups back in the day lemme know!#//I already know one of you is :)#//I do miss groups like that. These days every ad I see for that kind of group is a Discord server. I can't do those.#//They have the same problems as forum RPs.#//Thanks for tagging me‚ Lilith! :D

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I love the energy and all and I don’t want to offend but as a Muslim girl i can tell you that it is literally haram to identify as anything other than your god given gender. Like I’m not trying to be rude and I’m glad that there a respectful supportive people out there but if you’re looking at the Quran and other islamic book you’ll find stories about how its considered haram. Accepting the islam religion means accepting everything and dedicating yourself to it you can’t just pick and choose.

omg my first anon hate hahaha

i know im not obligated to answer hate but im going to anyway bcuz of i have things to say (sparkle emoji) (im on pc and dont have the energy to find an emoji keyboard)

okay first of all nowhere did i say that I identify as Muslim. i get that it was ambiguous tho so its cool. to clarify,, I am personally not Muslim but I kind of have to act like one so I don't get kicked to the streets or some shit lol and maybe I'm a bit of a coward idkkk but anyways

I would be interested to know what other Islamic books ur talking about btw, but I'm pretty sure the quran doesn't mention being trans anywhere at all. in fact I'm pretty certain, I've read it multiple times with translation and commentary interpretations and anyway being trans wasn't really a 'known' thing back then? bcuz obviously patriarchy and gender roles n segregation blah blah was wayyyy more yk. shit I forgot the word. uhhh yk like prevalent?? ofc the quran does mention a shitton about gender roles,, so yk men r the breadwinners, women raise the kids and keep house and be good wives etc. and also remember the big important fact:: GENDER AND SEX R DIFFERENT THINGS!!! meaning technically u cant be 'born' a gender (omfg my keyboard hates me imagine a question mark here) ur born with certain genitals and society assigns u a gender based on that . sounds a bit fucked when u put it like that actually but anyway back when the quran was being revealed this wasn't a known thing cuz yk they didn't have studies on this stuff,, and yea ur probably gonna say 'but the quran came from allah and he knows everything' well the fact of the matter is he either forgot or smth idk I don't speak for God but trans people definitely exist that's a fact we know so yeah. oh I should come back to my point which was, even with the quran saying those things about what ur supposed to do based on whats in ur pants which is crazy outdated anyway it doesn't take gender ≠ sex into consideration either soo ye that's the most it could've said about being trans and that not very valid anymore rip and that's not even mentioning non-binary people

and anyway Islam is literally all about acceptance and respect and everything so idk it would probably be better if u didn't go around telling ppl they're 'literally haram' for being trans or gay or any typa queer bcuz its literally not our choice (insert question marks) believe me I would fucking love to be comfortable in my 'female' body but I cant no matter how much I try to force myself so I'm sorry dude. no one would choose to be stuck in a situation like this. personally, I believe Islam needs a super massive reformation. well not Islam exactly, but a lot of things said in the quran r outdated wildly now, while a lot of it will also always be relevant, eg. everyone being equal and yk give to the poor etc. i have absolutely nothing against Muslims (I have it against my family for being so forceful about religion - different thing) yall r super cool and ik being a Muslim girl isn't easy believe me, but genuinely seeing Muslim people around and yk, just existing in wider society outside of Islamic spaces makes me feel so proud of where I came from even if its not been the best experience. have u seen the show We are Lady Parts (question mark) its about an all female Muslim punk band and there's only six episodes I literally watched it all today but the message of it is what I'm trying to get to you. u don't have to be the perfect pious wife to be considered a 'good Muslim',, there are so many ways u can show faith. you don't have to be a big strong man who can handle all pain with ease while single-handedly providing for a family either.

anyways peace out that sure was a journey lol and I definitely have forgot some of the things I wanted to say but yea that's all don't forget to like and subscribe <3

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Digimon Adventure V-Tamer 01 - Volume 1

I'm doing things slightly out of order here, but I'd like to get to all the side stuff that came out prior to Tamers before I move on from Adventure. This is the first Digimon manga that came out (aside from C'mon Digimon which is contained within this release) so it'll be interesting to see those humble beginnings.

Ch.1

-So I guess this is some alternate universe version of season 1? (Or maybe like a beta version?) The plot feels a little similar to Digimon World where digimon are a battling v-pet IRL and the main character gets sucked into the digital world solo.

-In this version of the story, Taichi has a V-dramon. Unclear so far what level digivolution a V-dramon is or if it's related to Veemon. Zeromaru is a dumb name...

-Goggles AND a cape? That's a bit much Taichi...

-I like how doofy Gabumon looks in this. The digimon are way more cartoony and expressive so far.

-Full color and actual, red blood!? This manga looks fabulous on my tablet <3

Ch. 2

-More Digimon World vibes. The Holy Angel Castle looks a lot like the ice castle that you can only enter if you have a vaccine digimon in the PSX game...

-There's a "should digimon have human partners?" element here that we haven't really seen in the show yet. I feel like this question is inevitable for most mon series.

Ch. 3

-Okay, I'll admit, I didn't see the pun in "Zeromaru" (maru is another way to say zero) until this chapter. I hate the name slightly less now.

-A Tonosama Gekomon and a HolyAngemon are a pretty bizarre combo lol

-I really love the art style in this actually. Chibi-mode Taichi was adorable in this chapter and the colors are really nice as well. I wish we got more full-color manga releases like this one!

-So Demon is gonna be the big bad in this? That's kinda nice actually cuz he got majorly short shrifted in 02. Seems like his design is completely different here. Kinda looks like Ogremon...

Ch. 4

-I kinda like how the wild digimon get names in this. Since every digimon from the same species seems to be pretty much identical, giving them names allows me to become more attached to them.

-Only just realized that I don't really know why Etemon is called Etemon. I tried googling it and the Digimon wiki's explanation didn't really help...

-Pretty wild that Gabo said "God is gone" lol. Also, Digi-world creation myth confirmed.

-The manga's McGuffin was introduced: V-tags. I'm guessing the "V" is for "Virtual," but if you're going to call everything "digi" that seems to go against the branding a bit...

Ch. 5

-Okay Gabo's incessant "You guys need to act more concerned!!" gag is getting really annoying. He says it like every 3 pages!

-I had no memory of Deltamon so I thought he was new, but I guess he appeared in an 02 episode? He's really ugly. Also, how many samey dino digimon designs do we need!?

Ch. 6

-These chapters are super short and since a lot of them are battles, they take like 2 minutes to read. Perfect for young kids I guess!

-That triceratops with pecs was pretty cursed.

Ch. 7

-When the digimon are hurt their skin cracks like they're made of plastic or something. Kind of a weird choice...

-Another thing that differs between the manga and anime is that we see Taichi perform first-aid care after fights. The anime doesn't really show a lot of wounds in the first place and usually the digimon just rest to heal.

Ch. 8

-I was surprised to see MarineDevimon who doesn't appear in the anime until 02. I wish I knew more about which chapters of this came out when because it apparently came out over the course of 5 years (1998-2003) -- Edit: this info is thankfully on the wiki

-In this chapter Gomamon says that Triceramon being a data-type means he's a "good" digimon. In the anime they said that even virus-types can be good. So maybe that's more of a prejudice than a fact? (Or it's just different in the manga).

-Gomamon is so baby in this!

Ch. 9

-This manga reminds me of Yu-Gi-Oh! season 0 where everything is just slightly off.

-The digimon are more blatantly programs and apparently if you go inside them it's just a neon void? Also, I guess the 01 in the manga's title is a reference to binary.

-Let's see how much random stuff the digivice can do in the manga. So far it allows you to scan digimon for their HP and to communicate telepathically.

Ch. 10

-Already 2 out of 5 tags collected which means that this tag collecting thing is probably just one out of many arcs.

-For some reason the official release goes up to chapter 10 for volume 1 but the fan scans go beyond that? I'm going to stick to the official release because 10 is a nice clean end point.

This manga seems pretty typical for a game/anime-tie in for young boys. The chapters are very easily digestible and nothing too deep happens. The magazine it was serialized in, V-Jump was also home to things like Yu-Gi-Oh!, Dragon Ball and Dragon Quest, so the demographic is pretty clear. I'm really enjoying the artwork mostly. I wish there were more character moments but the reoccurring cast is pretty dinky at the moment. Let's see where this goes!

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I’m jumping on the baby fever train! Choo choo. But I don’t have any money for a ticket. I’m a transient riding the rails with my stick and bindle. all I can offer you is half a tin of beans and the company of a scraggly dog that follows me on my travels. I’ll let you pet the mutt I’ve named Sparkplug if you’d be so kind to spin me a little yarn about Santi having a baby with a reader with whom he had a one night fling…. *shakes can of beans at you* I’ll even let you have the first bite o beans.

Why thank you!! I will let you take the first bite of beans if I can sit next to Sparkplug. May I call him Sparky?

Alright, heat those beans up while I weave this tale (this tale that got too long, oh my god I hope the beans are still warm)

Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy, angst, ends in fluff

It's hard to tell Santiago what happened

He gave you his number, but he did so in a way that he obviously doesn't expect you to use it.

It was in like a passing, 'let's get dinner some time' but said in a way that he clearly never expects to see you...Ever again.

So when you use the number, when you call and not text, he sounds confused. Confusion melts to flirty intrigue, jokes about coming back for seconds.

You ask him to meet you for coffee. You barely know this guy, this is big news. A public space would be better.

Santiago comes in all cocky, grinning. He must assume you're gonna fuck in the bathroom.

You wait until he's two sips into his coffee to tell him that you're pregnant.

You try not to be too offended when he asks, "Are you sure it's mine?"

"You're the only person I've had sex with since, like, last year, so...Yeah.”

Santiago leans back in his seat, eyes sweeping your face before he turns back down to his cup of coffee. You can see his jaw working.

"What do you wanna do?" He asks.

You've been asking yourself that since you found out. You haven't told anyone in your family about this, none of your friends. You've been stewing and worrying alone.

"...I don't know." It comes out of you quietly, shaking like a rattle.

Santiago doesn't coddle you. He doesn't tell you that it's going to be alright. He just tells you that he'll support whatever you wanna do.

"What if I wanna have it?" You ask.

"I'm not gonna try and stop you."

"Would you want to be involved?"

Santiago sighs, and your chest twists with discomfort. You have to stop yourself from raising your hand to protectively and defensively rest on your stomach.

“With what I do, I’m not...I don’t spend most of my time in the States.”

“What do you do?”

“Is that important?”

“That’s a pretty stupid question if I’m gonna have your kid.”

Santiago grimaces, leans in and lowers his voice, and tells you.

It’s startling, but not wholly surprising. You’d seen the scars, the dog tags.

“Look,” Santiago adds. “I’m just—I’m trying to set your expectations here. If you decide to have it, I’m not necessarily going to be around.”

“No, I—” You shake your head. “I appreciate it. Seriously, I do.”

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writing an indulgent fic that no one asked for and no one will read

also it saying 'the me' was intentional 😂

764 notes - Posted March 1, 2022

Heartless

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

Rating: T

Notes: I feel like I’ve been sitting on this for an age. Anyway, here we go. Not beta read. I reread it like 18 times but I’m sure I’ll spot 28 typos and tense-shifts the second I post.

Length: 11.9K

Warnings: Angst, cursing, death of a parent, mentions of homelessness and hunger, fluff

Summary: When you landed at the Resistance base on D’Qar, you had nothing but the clothes on your back, your mother’s heart pendant, and fifteen credits in your pocket.

Growing up on a remote and impoverished homeworld meant that you were raised with very little. You and your mother worked hard for the scraps that you managed. When she presented you with a grey heart-shaped pendant, you knew that she must’ve scraped and scrimped to save for it. She swore to you that she’d save enough for you to have a chain to wear it on one day.

But when the First Order swept through your corner of the galaxy, they took everything that you’d ever known: your home, your school, your friends—your mother.

All that you had left of her was your memories, and your grief, and the heart-shaped pendant that you carried with you every day.

You didn’t find your way off of the planet right away. It took time—to find and repair a functioning vessel, to concoct a plan to get off of the planet undetected, to get out of your system and into another. Once you’d landed on a friendly planet, you’d managed to get work as a bartender, a mechanic, a washerwoman—whatever you could manage. There were some nights when you couldn’t find work, others when you couldn’t find food. You knew that the pendant in your pocket would be able to buy you a bit of what you needed, but you wouldn’t part with it for the world.

It was a year before you met a pilot that would change your life: a Dandoranian named Jess Pava, who you helped out of a tight squeeze with a few Stormtroopers.

“You got anything keeping you here?” She asked as she’d readied herself to take off of the planet that you were both lingering on. And you didn’t. You hadn’t found a steady position, or a stable dwelling, or made any friends. You had nothing to lose.

When you landed at the Resistance base on D’Qar, you had nothing but the clothes on your back, your mother’s heart pendant, and fifteen credits in your pocket.

Pava didn’t seem put off by the fact that you were a little on the quiet side, a little guarded. You knew your way around a hydrospanner, and you knew your way around a blaster. Not everyone on base was as unbothered by your standoffish nature.The rest of Black Squadron—Pava’s unit—was very friendly. After she introduced you around, they left you be, for the most part.

For the first few weeks, Poe Dameron would not leave you alone.

Maybe he thought that you had some hard, icy shell that could be melted. Maybe he thought that someone just needed to show you a little kindness, and you’d open right up. But you were at a point in your life where you were determined not to allow anyone into your life or heart again. You’d never forget the sound of your mother’s voice frantically telling you to run—the thought always made you reach into your pocket and curl your fingers around the pendent.

Letting yourself be taken under Pava’s wing was bad enough. You felt beholden to the pilot—found yourself trailing her like a lost little tooka when she was on-base, worrying about her when she was off. You took charge of minding and fixing her ship, running her errands and messages. You knew that Dameron saw that. He teased you for it, too—though, not meanly.

“What’s Pava got that I don’t, anyway?” He asked, in one of his innumerable attempts to get on what he must’ve thought was your good side. You hardly looked away from where you were working on repairing the hyperdrive.

“She saved me,” You answered, voice quiet and matter-of-fact. When you turned to reach for the laser caliper, you saw Dameron’s typically blaster-proof smile waver in the face of your answer.

“Do you have anything better to do than stand there?” You added as you turned back to your work. He had left without another word.

Poe Dameron stopped trying to be your friend months ago. You were fine with it. Sure, there was some part of you that twinged with what could only be described as loneliness on late, sleepless nights in your bunk. But in your time at the Resistance, you’d come to feel that life anywhere in the galaxy was as fleeting as it had been on your planet. Lives could be lost in the blink of an eye.

So when you passed the usual groups of people in the canteen—when you spotted Dameron holding court, as he was wont to do—you ignored him, and them, and the gnawing bitter loneliness in your stomach. You told yourself that it was safer to be alone than it was to grow attached to anyone—because any of them could be gone tomorrow, and then where would that leave you? Just as alone as you were at that moment, and twice as aggrieved.

To say that you found General Leia Organa intimidating would be an understatement. She had a commanding presence, one that drew everyone’s attention. She’d met your eye a time or two in the hall, offered you a smile—and you’d found yourself offering smiles in turn almost unwittingly. There was something about General Organa that reminded you of your own mother—something that made your chest ache with sadness and wistfulness when she offered you a smile.

“...Do you need help?”

You couldn’t believe that you were asking it, you really couldn’t‚ but there you stood, toolbox in hand. The man’s droid recoiled, unleashed a confused beeeeeep?, just as its owner lifted his head from his work.

“Jess’ ship all set?” He asked. You knew from Dameron’s tone that he was teasing you. You didn’t respond, because you didn’t want him to get used to this. You just shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, and waited for him to wave you in or tell you to go. Dameron cast you one more look before he raised his hand just long enough to direct you to the nose of the ship: “I need a hand with the sensor window.”

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Matt Murdock: I've been listening to your heart

You, bashful: Oh...

Matt Murdock: Baby girl, you got arrhythmia

You: Oh.

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land-of-holly · 2 years

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Okay, here are some of my thoughts/predictions in advance of the finale:

(I tried to skim the tag to check if I missed any major questions, but it just made me depressed, so if I forgot anything I apologize)

In no particular order:

All the Vibes point to the Stranger being Gandalf. The writers have already proven they belive that anything before roughly T.A. 2000 is fair game to count as Second Age, so whatever. In my opinion it would be slightly boring but well supported by the narrative. In any case I don't think the full reveal will happen this season; we might learn that he's a wizard but not which one.

I have no earthly clue what is going on with the creepy cult ladies but signs seem to point to them working for Sauron?

There are obviously a lot of hints that Halbrand is Sauron for those who want to see them. I personally think it would be a waste of a perfectly good character arc if the entire persona is revealed to be nothing but lies. A theory I like that I've been seeing bits and pieces of here and there is that when Adar "killed" Sauron, he claimes to have "split him open", so maybe there's like, a piece of Sauron in Halbrand, Voldemort-style.

Honestly I'm still mostly on team "Sauron is already in Eregion fucking things up" because it's the only possible explanation for Gil-galad's utter assholery. I'm holding out hope that "the elves will all be dead by spring and only mithril can save them" is just a deception spread as the first step in Sauron's evil plan.

GALADRIEL IS NOT ATTRACTED TO HALBRAND. Say what you want about his feelings for her but SERIOUSLY THERE IS NOTHING THERE. Oh my god, is this what straight people feel like all the time?? When we're clearly picking up sexual tension between two same gender characters and they just don't fucking see it?? Idek anymore. This will never be "disconfirmed" because there was nothing to confirm in the first place; as far as I'm concerned her mentioning already being married is all that needs be said.

That said, I think if we're LUCKY we'll see a tiny glimpse of Celeborn in episode 8 without really knowing where he is or what he's up to. I really have not a fucking clue what would keep him from rejoining his wife for hundreds to thousands of years, so I guess prisoner of the Enemy? Amnesia maybe?

"Who is Theo's dad?" is something that was clearly teased as a possible reveal when he and Bronwyn were introduced, but at this point I don't think we're getting an answer. I doubt there's a satisfying one out there anyway.

I don't think Disa's gonna do a Princess Ursa and regicide King Durin in order to save her husband's best friend. I mean, I believe she COULD do it, and if she did I would support her, but I'm not quite getting that vibe from her. Murder's like plan K, and they've still got plans D-J to get through first.

Isildur will not be reunited with the rest of the Numenoreans until next season. Sorry, Elendil. He'll hang around Middle-earth for a while, maybe do some surveying for a fortress on the outskirts of Mordor, then meet up with the army when it returns.

I'm actually having a hard time figuring out what the last episode is going to look like, because they seem to be wrapping up a lot of their plotlines already. I would not feel like I was left hanging if we didn't hear more from the Harfoots or the Numenoreans; they already seem poised to set out on their next major story arc. Same with Adar and the Orcs; they got what they wanted, so there's no real plot left in them unless, say, the creepy cult ladies show up and start to stir shit up.

It's entirely possible that we'll see the forging of at least one ring of power in episode 8, maybe from Elrond's little mithril chunk, but whether it's a prototype or one of the Great Rings remains to be seen; probability of Great Ring goes way up if Sauron is already hanging around Eregion.

Oh! The Stranger (and thus the four Harfoots) are going into Greenwood the Great. Maybe we'll meet Oropher? That would be cool.

Okay I think that's all I got. See y'all on the other side!

#rings of power #i may poke around the manifold prediction markets #and see if anyone's got any predictions up #so i may come back to this if i see anything good to weigh in on

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allisoinreynolds · 3 years

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well i just watched infinity war so i guess we can cross that out

#text #i can't rant to it to anyone so skip tags bc it's just me talking about it #okay great #anyway just. my god i don't enjoy mcu movies anymore apparently??#that's a lie i liked thor ragnarok a lot and there's a few that i still have to watch that i have the feeling i will like #and i'm still sitting here going between vision and HALF of the UNIVERSE in what world was that a difficult decision?#like i Get it we need to make these two movies Okay but it's just #also like. i thought in civil war it was like well collateral damage Happens if you're trying to save more people #but only when it's not one of them i guess? i? am i the only one confused?#this particular point is gonna keep appearing in my mind watch me keep being annoying and bringing it up any time i think of it #also i wish i at least liked more characters but i only enjoy a bunch so it's like ! well !#whatever i'm gonna reblog one (1) scene of it and that's it #you know what i am gonna keep bringing up though. those posts about w*nda #bc a few years i saw way more of those and i do not see them nowadays #and i have not forgotten at all ! i just need to find them #('oh sofia but all media is problematic' yeah i know but one) i do believe there's levels like there ARE differences #it is true though if we strive to only watch 'perfect' stuff we would consume nothing. doesn't mean i don't think we should be aware #of what is wrong with stuff you know ! yeah nothing is perfect i don't think it's a bad thing to like listen to what ppl point out)

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Stucky Fic Recs

So basically I went through all of my ao3 bookmarks and collated a list of some of my favourites (I couldn't fit all of them on this list, so if anyone shows interest there might be a part two).

Please read tags and descriptions of the works before reading, some of them are pretty dark or extremely horny so just make sure you check that the fic is for you!!

Please please please send me your favourite fics in return! I am always happy to hear fic recs, headcanons and any other ideas/comments you all have!

Without any further ado, here are a few of my favourite Stucky fics:

‘Not Easily Conquered’ series by dropdeaddream, WhatAreFear

Rating: M, Words: 117,692

https://archiveofourown.org/series/115516

“I told you, you heard me: I told you never to follow me into Hell. Now I’m not vain enough to think that’s why you’re out here now — if there’s any person in what’s left of this God forsaken planet who’s part of a bigger picture, it’d be you. But I’ll keep saying it until it sticks. You got nothing to prove. I’m not worth much, I damn well know that, but I’ll ask you anyway: Stay for me. If you leave me alone in this world I’ll turn into something terrible. I’ll turn into the nasty creature that’s growing inside me. This war, it’ll swallow me whole”

[To me, this fic is like the classic Stucky 101 fanfic – if you're a Stucky fan and you haven't read this, I highly recommend it. The authors explore the Steve/Bucky relationship in such an interesting, tragic, emotive way and I cry every time I read it. I couldn't praise this work enough.]

‘Ain’t No Grave’ series by spitandvinegar

Rating: M-E, Words: 131,789

https://archiveofourown.org/series/426577

"Yeah, he never calls me by my name," Steve says. "It's always champ, ace, hotshot, that kinda thing."

"Man, that is flirting," Sam says. "That nicknames thing, he is flirting with you. He's just working his way up to calling you baby or something."

Steve goes redder than a damn coke can. Sam pumps his fist. "Yes, I am so right, I am wise as hell. He did, didn't he?"

"He called me sweetheart," Steve says grimly, "because he's a drug addict with brain damage."

"Or because he looooooves you," Sam says. Captain America throws a cookie at his head. Sam eats it, because he deserves a treat for being so damn wise.”

[I'm currently re-reading this fic and absolutely loving it. The way spitandvinegar writes Bucky's road towards recovery and Steve's entire characterisation – it's all just so good. It's another one that covers some pretty dark themes, so make sure you're checkin those tags!]

'Einherjar' by thecommodore_squid

Rating: M, Words: 71297

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7157024/chapters/16249814

But Steve was fine.

Sure, he hadn’t seen Bucky in months, and sometimes he was at the punching bag so long that his skin started to peel off to expose the bones of his fingers, and sometimes he couldn’t find the energy to drag himself out of bed, and sometimes he went weeks without sleeping, and sometimes he thought about throwing himself head-first off the nearest tall structure, but he was fine.

He was absolutely, perfectly, one-hundred percent, fucking fine.

AKA In which Steve learns how to deal with his shit, and Bucky learns how to stop leaving.

[basically the definition of a recovery fic, I absolutely adore it. This is tragic and amazing and makes me cry and smile. It’s got a bunch of fantastic cameos and It really just ticks so many of my boxes.]

‘Like real People do’ by 2bestfriends

Rating: E, Words: 67,775

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19887376/chapters/47103217

“"Ask me what?" demands Bucky. "I didn't hear a question."

Steve licks his lips. "Will you stay with me? Will you come back home, Buck?"

"Home," repeats Bucky in a small voice, and then he's crying for real.”

[Basically soft lumberjack!steve and lonely twink!bucky being horny and in love. This is a comfort fic for that’s really just about my favourite boys falling in love.]

‘This City Bleeds it’s Aching Heart’ by anonymous

Rating: E, Words: 34,537

https://archiveofourown.org/works/835829/chapters/1591736

“The one where Steve and Bucky pose as a happily married couple while on a mission for SHIELD, to catch an international arms dealer hiding in a suburban neighbourhood.”

[The plot in this one is just a good time and i think it’s just a really fun take on the fake relationship trope. Also some really great characterisation.]

‘Home is Wherever I’m With You’ by cydonic

Rating: E, Words: 88,570

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18868081/chapters/44783077

“Bucky kisses Steve and Emma goodbye before they leave for school, which is why – partway down the road – Amelia turns to him and asks, “why are you and Daddy kissing?”

Which is definitely a conversation Bucky’s been expecting since Steve just did it, but it still takes him by surprise. Again, he thinks he should wait for Steve, but Amelia’s not the sort of kid to let anything rest. Plus, Bucky’s taking her to school where she will undoubtedly share the story with anyone who’ll listen.

He also stops to think that Steve’s asked him to stay, which means Bucky must be trusted with their happiness and well-being, at least in some small capacity.

Bucky clears his throat and searches for some explanation that will help Amelia make sense of this sudden turn of events. “Because we love each other,” is all he comes up with.”

[Bear with me, this is a House Flipper!Bucky Au. And dad!Steve. I just love a found family trope I’m not gonna lie to you. Another comfort fic that warms my lil heart.]

‘Lucky Seven’ by BetteNoire (WeAreWolves)

Rating: E, Words: 94,364

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7033105/chapters/16002481

“Back from where--?” James says, the sentence ending in a distinctly undignified squawk as Steve sweeps him up in his arms, bridal-style, and starts carrying him upstairs.

James tenses momentarily then relaxes into Steve's arms and throws back his head and starts laughing. The laughter peals out of him, his body shaking, his amusement occasionally broken by little gasps of pain.

“What's so funny?” Steve frowns.

“You are,” James says, still giggling. “You're ridiculous, Steve Rogers.”

“Behave. Or I will drop you,” Steve growls.

[The shrunkyclunks modern AU of my dreams featuring Mechanic!Bucky and cap!Steve and some really beautiful writing.]

'Dishonor On Your Cow' by mandarou

Rating: E, Words: 111695

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10659162/chapters/23589582

“Sergeant Barnes?”

“Oh, hell no, don’t call him that, man,” Sam warned.

“Captain Fuck Off!” Barnes shouted over him. “Fight me!”

Steve didn’t know whether to laugh or just slink away. He managed to combine the two by pacing two steps and snorting instead. Like a bull.

“I’m gonna need you to calm your ass, Barnes,” Sam said as he went limp again, obstructing Barnes’s struggling under him. “This is so undignified. That is Captain goddamn America.”

“Captain goddamn America!” Barnes repeated, louder. And angrier.

Steve cleared his throat again. “I’ve been looking for you,” he told Barnes.

“I hope you brought lube this time!” Barnes shouted.

[I’m not gonna lie it took me a minute to get into this one but by the end I was crying with them, laughing with them, and just really in my feels. Some very insane things happen so here’s a few of my favourite tags: ‘Seargent Barnes is done with your Shit Steve’, ‘blatant disrespect of a man’s motorcycle’, ‘Steve you ding dong’ and ‘PR nightmares in the form of Supersoldiers’.]

Propietary Information by Notlucy

Rating: E, Words: 85141

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11964402/chapters/27054777

“Okay, so Bucky Barnes has a crush on Steve Rogers. The guy's gorgeous, talented and, oh yeah, the Chief Design Officer of the biggest tech company in the world. In other words: he's so far out of Bucky's league that he might as well be in a different stratosphere.”

[We were never gonna get through this list without a Sugar Daddy!AU (I have a weakness). This one is… saucy and sexy and sweet and uh pretty kinky so read the tags and all. I’ve read it a few times, and I love the way the author has written Steve in this one, he just makes my heart go '!!!']

‘Roots Have Grown’ by AustinB

Rating: M, Words: 17280

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6912451/chapters/15767941

“Bucky is a mildly agoraphobic veteran with funds to spare, who becomes enamored with the cute blonde guy in his building.

So when Steve mentions needing a roommate to cut down on rent costs, Bucky decides it would be a good idea to volunteer.”

[Another weakness of mine is Roommate AUs, and this one is phenomenal. I tend to go for post serum!Steve stories more often, but this is a pre-serum Steve that I just adore.]

‘The Cold Never Bothered me Anyway’ by icoulddothisallday

Rating: E, Words:75562

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11728869/chapters/26425530

“Bucky Barnes has spent his whole life in a state of mild hypothermia. Steve Rogers has spent the last 70 years in the ice. The two things aren’t related until, suddenly, they are. Shrunkyclunks soulmate AU (AKA the awkward bb au).”

[I think this is the only soulmate AU in my bookmarks? I would totally be down to read more though! This one is really fun and really enjoy Bucky’s characterisation here!]

'War, Children' by Nonymos

Rating: E, Words: 106615

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5373050/chapters/12409394

“After Bucky was released from the hospital, it only took him a couple of weeks to give up on himself. Difficult to believe in any kind of future when the simple act of staying alive was almost too big an effort.

Out the frosted window, across the street, there was a tiny homeless guy burrowing under an awning.”

[An interesting exploration of Bucky’s PTSD with a trans!Steve which was a cool take on his character too!]

'The Company You Keep' by orbingarrow

Rating: G, Words: 51191

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3468605/chapters/7613072

“Hurt, hungry, and on the run, the Winter Soldier doesn’t have a lot of safe options to go to for help. Figuring that any friend of Captain Steve Rogers is unlikely to be HYDRA, Bucky takes a chance and reaches out to the first Avenger he can find.

It works out better than anyone could have expected. Eventually.”

[hurt/comfort, recovering Bucky, protective Steve, found family and domestic avengers, need I say more? I absolutely loved this one]

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