#she's a geek inside and i really appreciate it
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H2O: JUST ADD WATER ↳ S01 E01 "Metamorphosis"
#she's a geek inside and i really appreciate it#h2o#h2o just add water#rikki chadwick#spider-man#spiderman#peter parker#dragon ball#kamehameha#master roshi
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in your au, would N ever bond w the elite 4?
Augh I really wish there was more interactions between the elite 4 so I could analyze their possible dynamics, but here is what I think would happen: (Warning, long post ahead!)
I like to think that before N, the elite four members were quite unhappy with Alder since he kept on neglecting his responsibilities as champion.
But after he took in N, they saw a change in his personality and passion for Pokémon battling as a new mentor to N. Initially they just saw him as Alder's son, but each grew to respect N in their own individual ways, seeing him as the possible new champion.
Grimsley - Initially Grimsley doesn't care much for N. But after witnessing N communicate with his Pokémon and win numerous battles with this ability, he believes N is an opponent that can fight with unpredictability. This causes him to seek out N to challenge him at random moments. He also offers to introduce N to the world of gambling, much to the disappointment of Alder. N finds his antics amusing and battles him, but doesn't bother with the gambling. Grimsley doesn't mean any harm, he's just intrigued by the idea of finding an opponent that can give him a new challenge.
Caitlin - I think that she is the most reserved of the elite 4 members, and initially doesn't pay much thought to N either. But after learning that he has powers similar to her physic ones, she takes an interest in his abilities. Occasionally Caitlin will stop by to say hello, but she prefers to stay inside so N doesn't really see her that often. Their dynamic is probably the weakest, but they are on friendly terms.
Shauntal - She is initially intrigued by N's backstory and thinks it is a fascinating concept for a novel. But after getting to know N, she's even more fascinated with his ability to talk to Pokémon. I like to think she shows up every once in a while to drag N out and help her translate what Pokémon are saying for accuracy in her novels. Eventually N begins to come to her in his pursuit for knowledge & literature, while she geeks out to him about her next story ideas. Sometimes he joins her on her quests around Unova for her next story inspirations. They are both curious to explore the world and uncover brand new ideas and stories, which is what they bond over the most.
Marshal - He would probably be the one that grows the most closest to N, and is friendly to him from the start. He is happy that Alder seems to be able to pick his life back up and is excited by the prospect of having a new opponent he can challenge. When Alder is too busy (or distracted) to train, N turns to Marshal to battle or learn martial arts. Although Marshal still considers himself an apprentice to Alder, he is ecstatic at the idea of becoming a mentor figure to N as well. While Alder nurtures freedom and spirituality, Marshal is the one that teaches N about dignity and responsibility.
(Also just wanted to throw this panel in here since it demonstrates how Alder & Marshal's dynamic works, and it made me chuckle)
N's interactions with the elite members brought the 4 closer to Alder, and they all appreciate him for mending their previously fragile companionship.
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uh hello- I'm nervous as I'm not used to this since I usually just read your stuff without suggesting things! Congrats on 100 followers, you deserve more tbh. I saw your matchup post! For the fandom it's ninjago, my gender preferance is uh... idk? I use she/them pronouns tho. Idm if it's platonic or romantic but I'm lonely irl so I would prefer romantic! I like kids cartoons and I'm pretty energetic and bubbly but uh- very shy and I get nervous very easily (if this wasn't an indicator) okay tysm! congrats on the followers (again lol)
Thank you for your kind words!! Now onto the matchmaking… I match you (romantically) with:
Jay Walker!!
Some headcanons!
You guys totally geek out together all the time
He loves being able to talk about his interests with you
And he loves hearing about your interests
He also appreciates that you can match his energy level with your bubbly personality
Most people have trouble keeping up with you guys
You’re just on your own wavelength
On that note, you guys have SO MANY inside jokes and little references
Sometimes it’s like you’re speaking a different language
You both enjoy the confused looks you get almost as much as you enjoy making the references
You just get each other so perfectly,, you definitely call each other “my other half”
You can frequently be found just talking to each other, all alone, in your own little world
He totally relates to your anxiety; though his is less social, so he has no problem fronting for you in public
Actually, he enjoys it
He gets to be your knight in shining armor :)
He’s very protective of you because of your shyness
It makes him anxious to see you alone in a crowd, so he always tries to keep physical contact in public
Hand holding or pinky locking are his go-tos, but he’s not against putting an arm around your shoulder or waist
This is also how he shows that you’re together
It’s less of a gesture he does out of jealousy, more of something he does to say “hey, I’m with her”
He doesn’t really get jealous over you
He knows that you’re his and he’s yours, that’s all he needs
A little Drabble!
You perked up when Jay walked in, sending a beaming smile his way.
“Hi!! And what are you up to, beautiful?”
You felt your cheeks go a little pink. “Uh, nothing.”
“Are you watching something?”
“Yeah… it’s a kids show,” you said quickly, trying to dismiss him as you half-closed your computer on your lap.
“Cartoons?”
“Yes. But how was your d—”
Before you could finish your statement, Jay dived onto the bed and propped himself up on his elbows next to you. He looked up at you with sparkling eyes; it was a look that he always got when he was excited about something. “Can I watch too?”
You blinked at him, your own eyes wide as an owl’s. “Do you really want to?”
“Obviously!! I freaking love cartoons. And what better way to watch than with my other half?”
A rosy-cheeked smile found your face. “Okay then.”
Jay scooted closer, draping an arm around you and bringing your head against his chest. You nuzzled into him, pressing play on your laptop and watching the cartoon with a newfound giddiness.
And a song!
Meteor Shower (Cavetown)
meteor shower! quick, take cover
But the hues in our hair compliment one another
I'd sell my own bones for sapphire stones
'Cause blue's your favorite color
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My heart and the earth share the same rule
It starts with love and it ends with you
But don't go outside, it's dangerous tonight
Without me right here by your side
I hope you like this!! This is my first ever matchup hehe ^^ but thank you for your support, I can’t tell you how much you mean to me!
(divider by saradika)
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✪ moot appreciation time ! tag some of your fav moots and share what you love about them ! then place this in other blogs asks !
i'll try to do like 5 🤞(not in any specific order except for mar 🥸)
@koosuvi : one of my oldest and absolutely my #1 fav moot like it's no surprise everyone knows i adore mar n her blog cause not only is she just so talented but she's such a fun n sweet person to talk to and i could honestly go on for AGES about how gorgeous her mbs are and how nice it is to have a friend like her (and i will some day n you'll just have to deal with it) like i really think everyone should have a mar in their life at some point. MAR 🔛🔝
@yeritos : JUNE 😞🫶🫶 i still remember freaking out inside when you first followed me like i've looked up to you n your blog for SO long n ilu sm you're SOOO incredibly talented and there's no one out there that makes mbs the way you do i love them sm 🥹 n you're so great to interact w like everytime we do im just left like 😞🤍🤍🤍 #yeritosworlddomination
@p-oisn : CHI 🫶🫶 i've been following you since you were on tzugore and i don't think ive ever met such an endearing person before YOURE SO SWEET and SOOO insane at making mbs like you never miss ??? they're all so beautiful n unique like i can immediately tell when an mb is yours and i love that sm N ILU 🫂🫶 you also have the best compliments like you got me giggling n kicking my feet everytime
@iluvrei : LORA MY LOVE 🥹🫶 i still remember how much fun we would have playing t or d on discord and i miss it (AND YOU 😞) sm. you're another person that when you followed me i was SO geeked out like your blog is GORGEOUS genuinely unlike any other blog ive ever seen EVRY SINGLE MB you make is an absolute stunner and i always look forward to your posts n interacting w you ilusm 🥹🤍🤍 ALSO i never forgot that one time you helped me study for my math test you're a real one 🤞
@wiotas : last but never least LEO !1!!1!1 🫶🫶 was also very geeked out when you followed me bc i remember seeing you interact w other people n thinking you seemed like the funnest person ever i wanted in so bad N NOW LOOK i cannot believe i get the privilege of getting to be your moot n interacting w you but im so happy i do YOURE SO GREAT and don't even get me started on your mbs OMGGG absolutely stunning every single one is always so perfect i adore everything about you n your blog sm 😞🫶🫶
#┈୨୧ teebie's asks .#there's so much more i could say about so many more blogs but my brain is a lil fried rn#i love my moots sm though you're all so great 😞🫶
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So Dean knows about the @deanobingo event (kinda). And he did kind of challenge us to try to write about an as obscure character as possible, mentioning a Snacker bar commercial he did when he was 12.
So here you go. ~700 words inspired by combining ‘Snacker-bar-commecial kid’ with the bingo prompt ‘Bro code / Girl code’. Of course set in the late 80s/early 90s. ^^
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The wind whips through Billy’s hair as his skateboard zigzags down the street. A good thing it’s downhill all the way to the arcade. A hella slog back home though.
After taking a sharp turn he automatically sticks one hand in the front pocket of his hoodie to make sure he still has his Snacker bar. Wouldn’t wanna lose that.
As the arcade comes into view, he immediately recognizes Jessie standing outside waiting for him, but it takes him a moment longer to identify whom it is he’s talking to. Billy lets out a low whistle when he realizes that it's Amy – Jessie’s longtime crush.
But considering the way Amy keeps looking over her shoulder like she’s searching for an escape route, it doesn't look like it’s going too well. Time for a distraction.
Kicking up his speed, Billy sets his sight on the curb. At the last moment he pops the board off the ground, turns it, and slides along the curve. Jumping off right next to Jessie and flipping the board up into his hands. He can’t help himself from grinning wildly. “What’s up?”
“Wicked trick,” Amy says, inspecting Billy and his skateboard appreciatively.
Billy’s grin fades a little when he notices Jessie’s disappointment at having his crush once again forget him. Oops. Thinking on his feet, Billy smiles widely. “Yeah, Jessie taught me that one.” He slaps his friend on the back for good measure.
“Really? I didn’t know you were good with a board,” Amy says with an impressed smile, her attention back on Jessie.
A little caught off guard, Jessie still rolls with it fairly well. “Ehem, yeah. I don't like showing off, you know,” he explains only a little hesitantly, trying to wave it away.
“Too bad. I think it would be fun to watch.” The hint of a teasing smile she bestows on Jessie is apparently enough for him to drown in those big, brown eyes of hers because he’s just standing there smiling stupidly while she holsters her bag as if to go.
Billy elbows Jessie out of his stupor. “You wanna hang together at the arcade?” he finally blurts out. “We could talk more about skating?”
Amy shrugs. “I don’t really know much about skateboarding,” she says noncommittally. “Except the music is really rad.”
“Oh!” Jessie’s eyes light up – Billy recognizes his geek mode activating. “I just put together this new tape,” Jessie exclaims excitedly. He slings off his backpack and starts rummaging through it. “It’s got all these sick beats I caught on this new radio station I discovered.” He brings up his walkman. “Maybe-- maybe we could go to the park and listen to it?”
To Billy’s astonishment it looks like Amy really is considering it, though Jessie’s hopeful smile begins to fade a little when her answer drags a little too long.
“I can’t,” she finally says. She actually looks genuinely sorry. “I have band practice later and I need to get home and grab something to eat.”
"Oh." Jessie lets out a disappointed sigh.
Bummer. So close. Billy chews the inside of his lip, but decides that Jessie is worth it. “No way!” he exclaims, pointing at something behind Amy. “Do you see that?”
The moment Amy turns around to look, Billy quickly fishes out the Snacker bar from his pocket, holding it up for Jessie to see, before dropping it into Jessie’s open backpack and gesturing with his eyes towards Amy.
“What? I don’t see anything,” Amy says, turning back.
“Oh, I thought I saw a cat with a top hat. My bad.” Billy gives her his most innocent smile, which only earns him a totally weirded out look in return.
Jessie hurriedly bends down to search his bag once more. “Uhm. What if we could eat at the park? I’ve got a Snacker we could share.” Jessie holds up his prize.
“Oh. Okay!” Amy says smiling, clearly won over by the promise of a delicious snack.
Jessie is grinning from ear to ear. “You don’t mind, do you Billy?” he asks.
“‘Cause not,” Billy assures him. Mates looks after each other.
Besides, he’s got more bars at home.
#the things i choose to spend my time on sometimes... 😆#creative writing#deanobingo2024#snacker#dean o'gorman#silvermoon writes
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Query: Q x 00 Agent- Ch. 9: Double Trouble
That night I sleep very well. I’ve noticed that recovering from missions is getting easier, which is something I don’t know how to think about. Is it good that I no longer have night terrors of the people I killed? I wake up feeling calm for once. Sadly now that my Hamburg mission is over all that’s left to do is wait for my next assignment. Unlike Bond I keep up with paperwork, so the only productive thing I can think of is a quick training session. The next 2 hours leave me fatigued but still alert, and it’s only noon.
“Why so glum?” Moneypenny asks as I enter the break room.
“No new work to do. Has M said anything?”
She shakes her head. “He’s been busy with the new security program. You could help Q in the lab, if you want. He’s always hiding in there from broad daylight, so some company could be healthy for him.”
I snag a granola bar and chuckle at her suggestion. “I don’t think my company is something he’d appreciate. So I will go annoy him anyway.” I turn to leave, then realize something’s afoot. “Where’s Bond?”
If Moneypenny is in kahoots with him she’s hiding it very well. “He mentioned something about going to see an old friend.”
My eyes narrow. “I see. Please call if there are any updates, and by that I mean please let me know when he gets fired.”
Moneypenny doesn’t respond as I walk away. Jesus Bond, what are you up to now? I quickly signal a cab and head straight for the security building. When I walk into Q’s lab I find him slumped against his desk holding his head in his hands.
“The car’s gone, isn’t it?”
He doesn’t stir. “All that was left was a cooling bottle of champagne, which I am using to get drunk on.” Q points to the opened bottle on his desk. “Care to join me?”
“You and alcohol are two things I would not put in a sentence, Q. Put that away before you do something stupid.” I relocate the bottle to the back table and tut about the current predicament. “You can’t brag to Bond about a new car and not expect him to swipe it. I imagine he put you up to something?”
“You know I can’t lie.”
Bond’s disobeying orders? Why doesn’t this surprise me? “Must be important. He knows what he’s doing.”
“You’re not worried about M finding out?”
I put my hand on my hips. “He can’t pin anything on me. I’m shocked that you actually caved and let Bond go.”
Q bites his lip and looks to the floor. “He threatened my cats.”
Once again, this does not surprise me. “Oh well that’s on a whole new level of blackmail. Thank heavens, for a moment I thought you lost your marbles!”
Q groans, still holding his head. “Hilarious, 0011. You seem pretty tame for learning that Bond’s not being honest with you.”
I pick up a knife and twirl it through my fingers. “Oh I’m still mad at him. Since he’s always trusted me I thought I’d be left in the loop, but it’s just more secrets being added to the pile. So I’m guessing we just wait for him to call or turn up dead?”
“Lord only knows with that man,” Q mutters, then changes his tone. “Why are you here? M didn’t mention any new assignments.”
Oh, so now I can’t pop in for a visit? My my, Q’s quite touchy.
“I have no new task, so Moneypenny said to help you in the lab.” I turn to face him directly. “If you are so displeased by my offered assistance then I shall go waste time somewhere else.”
Before he can mock my fidgety enthusiasm I return the knife to the table and storm towards the door. To think I was actually willing to help that ungrateful-
“I do have something you could do.”
Stopping dead in my tracks I pivot and face the shaggy-haired geek, who walks over and hands me- keys?
“I don’t understand. What do you want me to do with keys?” I ask.
Q smiles and nods his head at the giant metal door. “Take her for a spin.”
I connect his words with the keys in my hand. “Really? You’re not joking?”
“It’s better for both of you. You’re not stuck inside and that bike’s not collecting dust.” Q shoos me off. “Go on. You can return it tomorrow.”
I feel like a kid who just got ungrounded. The gesture is so small, yet so big and trusting at the same time. I don’t know whether to laugh or kiss him- Wait, no. Just no. Strangle that thought and kill it with arsenic. Q just did a very thoughtful courtesy, the least you can do is thank him.
I grip the keys and give him a stern nod. “Thanks, Q. This means a lot.”
He gets a distant look and nods in return. “Like I’ve said before, I know a thing or two about being an underestimated youth. You’re a 00 agent, you deserve your own vehicle. Now go!”
A wide grin spreads on my face as I race to the shining motorcycle, the engine roaring to life like a ferocious tiger. The vintage design reminds me of the bikes I used to race as a teenager, and as I give a final wave to Q before speeding out the back hatch into the street I can’t help but think of how much my life has changed.
The motorcycle runs like a dream. I drive it all around London and even dare to race out into part of the country to test going up to 100 miles per hour. It’s only half the speed and it’s perfect. I know it’s not for me to know, but I wouldn’t mind finding out about where Q learned to work miracles with technology. He’s so talented he could create his own business but instead he decides to be part of the MI6. Putting those thoughts aside I drive back to London, only now realizing I’m not too sure where to go. Is the old central building still operational or has everything been evacuated?
I pull out my cell and dial Moneypenny. Thankfully she picks up quickly.
“Hello, um, where is Cricket?”
On the other end I hear her yawn. Oh, right. It’s one in the morning.
“Him and your belongings are still at the old compound. I made sure M didn’t touch anything. And yes, Cricket has been fed.”
I sigh in relief. “Thanks, Eve. You’re a lifesaver! Sorry about the call, I know it’s late. Or is it early…?”
She laughs. “Believe me, this isn’t the worst call I’ve gotten. “Goodnight, Levie.”
“G’night!”
So I do still have a home. For now. I’ve been meaning to find another apartment but, if I’m being honest I’ve been too busy. I guess my job has become my home. That and it’s been convenient to live in Q’s old lab. Not just the fact that it’s Q’s old lab. Not at all.
I must be tired. After driving to the old MI6 center I wheel the bike in with me to the basement. I’ve never had my own vehicle before and I will not leave this treasure unprotected outside for some random hooligan to scam. My last mission took up two weeks but to me it feels like I haven’t been “home” in months. I crash on the small twin bed and am out like a light in seconds.
Sleep still comes far too easy. When I first began as a 00 agent there were recurring nightmares of all the killing I’ve done. Now I hardly dream at all. When I open my eyes I’m shocked to find the clock reading 2 in the afternoon. That Hamburg mission must have taken more out of me than I thought.
After a quick cleanup and a fresh change of clothes I drive back to Q’s lab. He, as usual, is tinkering with more tech.
“Decided to sleep in, did we?” he taunts lightly.
“I’m not on any assignments. Who says I’m not allowed to?” I remark as I wheel the bike back to the garage.
“Oh, good. You actually brought it back.” Q seems impressed. “How did she run?”
My eyes widen. “To quote Charles Dickens, ‘as good as gold and better.’ It’s amazing, Q!”
Just then I hear Q’s phone ring so I continue putting the bike away while he takes the call.
“Please tell me that 007 is in London,” M’s voice rings out.
“Oh! Um, yes. I will take a look at that now.”
I look over in response to his uneven voice, seeing Q give me a nervous look. M doesn’t sound happy.
“Is 007 in London?” M asks more urgently.
Q bites his lip as he pretends to check the smart blood status. “Oh, yes. Yes he is.”
Silence slinks by. “He better be.”
The conversation dies down and I’m unable to hear the rest. I can only notice it’s threatening to Q.
“I completely understand, sir.” Q hangs up the phone. “If Bond makes me lose my job I’m going to kill him.”
I put my hands on my hips. “Look at you, mister silver tongue. Lying like a true pro.”
He looks up with a smirk. “Learned all of it from you, 0011.”
Now my phone rings. It must be- Yes. It’s M. Now he’s trying to get me to talk.
“0011, what’s your location?”
I flash Q a look. “Still stuck in London.”
M sighs. “Good, at least someone is following orders. I just got done with the Nine Eyes meeting. The resolution was not unanimous, so it has not been adopted. I am going to attempt to ask C to reconsider.”
He better if he wants to upkeep everything we’ve struggled to build over the years. “It’s best you do, M. This whole program is against all forms of privacy and security it’s meant to represent.”
“Oh. One more thing. Tell Q I send my deepest apologies.”
The moment M hands up my phone dings, showing he sent me a new article. One with a front-page photo of the Aston Martin Bond crashed in a river. No surprise.
I walk over to Q. “That was M. Says the Nine Eyes program wasn’t passed through.”
He tilts his head. “Can’t say I’m disappointed.”
“There’s something else. Not exactly all good news.” I look up at him cautiously.
Q looks down and sighs. “Let me guess. The car’s wrecked?”
I hold up my phone and show him the article M sent. His sad eyes make me think Q’s about to cry.
“I poured part of my soul into that car!” He whines.
It’s sad to see him like this. I put an arm around him and he hangs his head. “It will be missed, dear Quartermaster. Might I suggest you don’t show Bond anymore cars?”
Q nods and lifts his head, only realizing just how close we are now. He stiffens up, making me remember he doesn’t do hugs. But it’s just one arm around his back. How can he be so skittish?
He tightens his jaw and turns to walk over to grab his laptop. “That’s it. I’m going to find him myself.”
Is he serious?
“Q, you can hardly lie to anyone. What makes you think you’re capable of sneaking around under M’s nose?”
He locks eyes with me. “I had a good teacher.”
Glad to know I’m not completely useless to him. Since Q’s all keen on tracking down Bond I don’t see a reason why I can’t help. I’ve got nothing better to do.
“It’ll be nice to be back in the field again,” I comment out loud as I grab a fresh uniform from the storage cabinet and head to the water closet to change.
Q doesn't seem to share my interest. “You shouldn’t risk it. If M finds out you’re involved you could get fired too. Bond’s only trouble for you.”
I step out, dressed in proper mission attire, and strap a holster around my thigh. I notice Q’s stern gaze falters and he quickly looks away.
“He’s trouble for both of us. And right now he needs our help. Particularly your help.”
“Then why are you following me?” Q asks as he grabs his messenger bag.
“You need a bodyguard,” I say simply.
He blinks. “Excuse me?”
I ignore him and gather up some ammunition. “Plus I’m tired of being stuck underground. I’m restless, I can’t help it!”
“You need a hobby.” Q rolls his eyes.
“My job is my hobby. So where are we going?”
“The smart blood shows that Bond is meeting with a new lead in Austria, so we will contact him there. We can take the Eurotunnel.”
I raise a brow. “You just don’t want to fly, do you?”
His stern face doesn’t change. “Not if I can avoid it. Quickly grab whatever necessities you need. I suggest you wear something warm. We leave in half an hour.”
#quartermaster x reader#quartermaster#q x reader#james bond#daniel craig#ben whishaw#skyfall#spectre#no time to die#007#james bond 007
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whats your opinions on patchy ? you seem 2 like her but what are your thoughts on her if you dont mind me asking ? i just really love patchouli and am curious about what youd have 2 say on her.......... (>.<)
PATCHYYYY💜🩷💛💙....i love this question omg.. cus i do have a somewhat specific reason behind this ! Patchy was the first touhou i ever found out about, because in 2012 i reconnected w an old childhood friend who LoVeDddd patchy & wld post her a lot on yumblr. We actually reconnected BCUS of becoming mutuals on tumblr lol!! and slowly realized who each other was, so we were like fuck it we still live in the same town, We are scared but lets hang out ? So we started having these lil seshes in her room wearing cat ears n smoking weed together (at the time it was like crazyy to me she was allowed to smoke inside) .. it helped me A Lot cus at the time i didnt rly have any friends who were shy & depress stoner hermits like me , no one to geek out about highly specific internet stuff with, Like yeah u cld say she was my first real NEEt friend.. when we were together we had a lot of fun n some of my coziest 2012 memoriez. Our personalities were very harmonious.Scorpio types
So since then patchouli has always reminded me of her, everything i loved about her, and the way our friendship help me appreciate that part of myself too ^^ Silent gloomy girls who r awake at night in their room conducting various rituals & absorbing knowlege. As i learned more about touhou i still havent been able to find one that i feel i relate to more than patchy.! even her design is just like one of the most gorgeous ever. and i love the way she is portrayed online. i guess cus i always grew up seeing my melancholic demeanor as a flaw but thats what ppl gravitate to her for, yea it comforting. "Dont Bulling Me" has captured the hearts of the nation.💜♏️☔️
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Image descriptions (they’re all pictures of the same thing but at different angles): a picture of an empty wasp nest that was found in my backyard. It is placed on a metal table. The pictures show the nest at several different angles to show different aspects of the nest. In one picture my dog Bagel can be seen in the background
My dog Poppy found this empty wasp nest outside! It’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen, I’ve never seen one like this in my own backyard! It’s likely that it was blown off of a tree during one of the rain and/or windstorms we’ve been having lately and it landed by the fence in my backyard. Poppy was sniffing it and I thought it was a toy at first, but then I realized it was a wasp nest! She was about to play with it and I didn’t want her to ruin it so I picked it up and placed it on this table and then grabbed my iPad and took a bunch of pictures of it! I thought it was really cool and I immediately posted it to r/insects.
I’m so proud of Poppy for finding this! It’s sooooo cool! I’ve seen smaller ones before which were just a small piece of the comb that fell out of the nest, but this one is an almost fully intact nest!
there’s no wasps currently inside of it, I’ve had it in my room all night and no bugs have come out so it definitely is inactive.
As a bug lover I definitely appreciate seeing something so cool and I was totally geeking out over it. I hope other bug lovers here will appreciate this!
(Should I tag this as tw bugs? No bugs are in the photo so I’m not sure if the tag is necessary, but I am tagging it bugs so if someone has tw bugs blocked it likely will still be blocked for them)
#bug#bugs#wasp#wasps#wasp nest#bee#bug photo#bug nest#photography#bug photography#insect#insects#nature#nature photography#ask to tag if there’s other tags I should add
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Choices Fandom: Countdown to 2023
@choicesfandomappreciation: thanks for once again hosting such a lovely event ❤
I'm waaaay behind my reading list and haven't gotten a chance to read as many fanfics as I wished this year, however I had the privilege to get to know some other creatives in the fandom and some true gems found my way. And since this fandom is blessed with so many talented and creative people I first want to say a huge THANK YOU to all of you who keep writing and sharing your tales and talents with the rest of us, delivering heartwarming stories about our favorite characters and just keeping this small fandom alive, despite the notes, irl issues etc.
The lists below are not extensive, there's a lot of writers and fandoms inside our fandom that I'm unfamiliar with, so I just listed some of my personal favorites and a few stories I really enjoyed this year in appreciation of the writers who create lovely works who brightens our days and make us laugh and sometimes cry, and inspire me to keep going and get better.
I'll be listing 3 writers and 3 stories, and a few bonuses because as I said, too many talents and too many good stories! ❤️
Three Writers: @lorirwritesfanfic @lilyoffandoms and @lizzybeth1986 - those incredibly talented writers (and generous and kind people) are gems in this fandom and have written some of my favorite stories this year (and in the past ones too), and their beautiful writing is definitely an inspiration to me.
Bonus mentions: @aallotarenunelma @julia-highstorms @storyofmychoices @jerzwriter
Three Stories:
What Comes Next by @lorirwritesfanfic - the series Meant To Be is one of my favorite fics ever, the characters are nuanced and given traits that made them all the more realistic and relatable, there's a lot of research going on and the dialogues are so powerful. The series and my talented friend Lori are an inspiration to me; every chapter is amazingly good, but this one was my favorite this year. It's well-written, the pacing is awesome and the plot is soooo satisfying with all the drama and wedding conversation! Sign me up!
Chapter IX - Racing Hearts by @princess-geek - Unspoken Desires by this amazingly talented writer is also one of my favorite series in the fandom, and this chapter absolutely has it all: drama drama drama, humor, great dialogues, you name it! A must read!
Eleanor's Kitchen by @lizzybeth1986 - how not to love this series? The writing is exceptionally beautiful, the themes and subjects, even the most sensitive, are dealt with so much care and the way Eleanor is portrayed with such nuance and the conflicts between the different roles she plays are amazingly delivered.
Bonus mentions:
The Queen of Wolves by @noesapphic - it's no secret I consider Noe a talented writer and love her Cursed Heiress universe, and this fic is such an interesting insight into the life of the OC Mariana Howard, "who grabbed pain by the hand and made it her weapon to thrive in society and turn it into power". This is just one of the powerful lines she delivered in this one.
A Mother's Journal by @jerzwriter - I'm in awe with her WtD fanfics and how she's addressing the sensitive issues and impossible choices Eli's family dealt with when the outbreak happened. And seeing this through his mother's POV is such a great narrative choice. This one is my absolutely favorite of her fics so far.
Gut Feeling by @lorirwritesfanfic - yes, I'm listing two MtB chapters. But how could I not mention this one?! It's written like an amazing episode of a great drama series with hints of thriller, and Lori's usual care for research and keeping the characters in character. With all the fun dialogues, the OCs, the drama!!! Showstopping!!! Totally recommend it!
I want to thank all of you amazing people for sharing your talents with the fandom 💖💖💖
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WHEEWWW what a busy and NONSTOP two weeks it has been!!! I’m going to attempt to play catch-up now and post about our two different trips/vacations.
Our first trip was to Anna Maria island, Florida for our cousin’s wedding. This is the mom of Holly’s BFF Knox who I post about sometimes, and she’s also my really good friend. They had a small immediate family and close friends wedding on the beach, followed by a reception in an event room at a local restaurant. The wedding was on Saturday; we flew down from Thursday-Monday.
This was Holly’s first airplane ride(s) and she did FABULOUS. I was so proud of her. After one of our flights, a woman actually stopped when she saw me outside the bathroom in the airport and told me how cute Holly was and that she was so impressed with her behavior on the plane and also that some of the funny things Holly was saying had made her laugh. I was literally delighted lol. Holly’s always being a bro and making me look good in public, I gotta say I appreciate it lol. I’ll give it to her, she usually saves her worst moments for home 😛
The four days we had in Florida were AMAZING. I’ve mentioned it before but, my mom was with us, and that made it all the better. Our airbnb was like 100 feet away from a bus stop for the free trolley, which took us on a short ride to the beach. And that’s what we did pretty much all day every day minus wedding activities on Saturday. It was so much fun to be down there on vacation with our family.
Holly LOVED the ocean. She was a little apprehensive for like the first 15/20 minutes on the first evening when we arrived. And then I carried her on my hip into the water with me, and that was it. She LOVED IT and was a total ocean fishy the rest of the week. We just had so much dang fun with her 🥰
The wedding was gorgeous and I got teary eyed several times. I’m naturally a huge crier but Prozac has taken away my ability to cry by like 95% so I relish anytime I can cry, weird as that sounds. I’m so so happy to have Jade in the family. Jake and his cousin Luke grew up super close, and now Holly and their baby are growing up besties too. And Jade has become one of my closest friends over the past couple years. 💖 and a BIG flippin turtle walked right behind us during the ceremony! Knox was up front with his parents and saw it first and startled babbling about it. Like what a cool freakin moment. Also on two different days we saw a huge pod of dolphins, easily 20-30 individuals, swim right up the coast SO CLOSE TO US when we were in the water! It was AMAZING I was so geeked out.
On the last night before we left, Jake and I went out by ourselves with no real direction but trying to find somewhere yummy to eat for a date night. We literally stumbled upon a restaurant inside a hotel and lo and behold we had found a super fancy French restaurant that could accommodate two walk-ins 😮 we decided to treat it as our anniversary dinner (which is actually today! 10/27) and it was some of the most delicious food I have ever had in my life 😋
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Two truths & a lie
✶ One shot
Pairing | Eddie x Female reader.
Post summary | A drunken game of truth or dare between the older gang, ends up with you sitting on Eddie's lap and neither of you can tell if it's the drinks or the feeling of each other that leads to bad decisions. Just your classic teenage antics.
What to expect | Fluff, heavy make out, fingering, F oral.
Post Warnings | Mentions of drug use, underage drinking & swearing.
Word count | 5.4 K Word Count.
As always, any & all comments/reblogs are most appreciated - Thankyou, P. x 🌿
Authors Note | Been having a little writers block - so hopefully this was still good - but I'm on days off from my job finally so I'm hoping I can 'reset' & get a few pieces out during the week!
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“Be nice.” We all thundered down the stairs of Steve’s house in a single file as the doorbell rang again incessantly. I pegged a piece of popcorn at the back of his perfectly sprayed hair as Robin yelled ‘good shot’.
“I am nice Steve.” I sneered, hanging back to lean against the banister as he turned to me with the same expression, his hand wrapped around the brass door handle as he waited for me to behave myself.
“Yeah well, can you tell your face that?” I sighed and flashed him an irritated glare, setting an uncomfortable smile on my face that felt more like a grimace, as he stared at me impatiently.
“I don’t even know why you invited him, he’s the town freak AND an acquitted murderer.”
“We told you y/n, he was framed by Jason Carver. And a lot’s happened since you left, Eddie’s our friend now… and he doesn’t really hang out with his other friends since he finally graduated.” Nancy’s short curly hair shook as she jumped the last three steps, stumbling into Steve’s back as Jonathan stared with jealously, she spun back with an annoying know-it-all look on her face towards me as she blushed, refusing to meet the eyes of either of her ex-boyfriends.
1983, the year my father Jim Hopper caught me ditching school to smoke drugs, shipping me off to live with my emotionally absent mother just before our sophomore year started.
Also apparently, the year that the small, boring town of Hawkins suddenly became exciting.
Coming back to my childhood best friend Nancy wheeler, and my usual party buddy Steve ‘the hair’ Harrington – funnily enough the main reason I got kicked out of Hawkins in the first place – being friends with band geeks, social outcasts and freaks, had thrown me for a loop.
Steve had been unusually offhand about it, saying that a lot had happened since I’d been gone and that ‘you really had to be there to understand it.’ I wasn’t interested enough to push him for more details, and once the weed had come out, it had lost my focus entirely.
I didn’t really care about Eddie Munson crashing our games night, I was just in a bad mood because my last sesh had been two days ago, Steve had really struggled to keep up with the tolerance I’d built up from living in New York and hanging around with questionable characters, but I’d had no problem smashing the entirety of his stash in a matter of days as I crashed at his place.
I sighed and rolled my eyes as Steve pointed a silent finger in my direction, twisting the doorknob behind his back and spinning around to welcome the new guest with his arms wide open, a fake smile plastered on his face as he turned away from me.
I was confused for a hot second as everyone greeted the stranger as Eddie, the six foot, leaned muscled and long, curly dark-haired man leaning against the door frame, dropping his cigarette to the ground and crushing it right there on the front porch.
“Awh man c’mon, y’know my mom’s gonna kill me.” Steve whined, pointing at the black mark his sneakers exposed as he stepped inside, running his hands back through his hair in frustration.
“Keep your pants on Harrington, it’s a party isn’t it?” He held up a pack of beers as he twisted one of the cans away from the plastic and shoved it against his chest, the drink leaving wet splotches against the grey material of his shirt as Steve took it from Eddies grasp.
I narrowed my eyes suspiciously as his big, dark ones darted around the warm room, briefly flickering over me as he took a double, confused look back at me. My thoughts muddled together as I tried to piece the image of the rounded, baby faced, buzz cut eleven-year-old I’d gone to middle school with, with the unfamiliar, grown man in front of me. But the group had said Eddie Munson was joining us, and I didn’t see a reason for them to lie to me about it. Robin noticed his lingering stare on my face as he tried to place me as well.
“This is y/n, Eddie. You remember y/n right? From band?” She held her hands up in a ridiculous move as she mimicked playing a trumpet. I reached down the stairs to push her arms back to her sides, my cheeks flaming as recognition flared in his eyes.
“Oh yeah, that’s right.” Eddie nodded slowly and raised two fingers in a half wave towards me, pressing his lips together awkwardly.
Nancy clapped her hands together after a moment of silence making us all jump.
“We’re set up in the living room.” Jonathan flinched back against the wall, knocking off a family photo of Steve and his parents, all with stiff smiles on their faces, as Nancy brushed past him.
“Sweet, lead the way.” Eddie smirked and playfully shouldered Steve as he followed after Nancy; Robin and I trailing after them as we shared an uneasy look.
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‘Ummm….. Dare!” Robin grinned with a mouth full of potato chips as she leant back on her arms, spreading out across the carpet as she wiggled her feet. We were all seated in a loose circle in the middle of the floor, the expensive, barely used furniture of the living room pressed up against the walls to make more room for us.
“Dare you to shot gun this.” Steve tossed her a beer, it tumbled from her fingers as she clumsily caught it, our cheers echoing around the room as she punctured it with her house keys and tilted her head back to drain the entire can.
I laughed as she belched and wiped her mouth with back of her hand, staring back down into my lap as I rolled a cigarette, bits of tobacco spilling out onto the carpet under my crossed legs. My eyes flickered up across the circle as I felt someone’s gaze on me, I narrowed my brows as I met Eddie’s sullen stare. He watched me and brought his beer to his mouth as I raised the smoke to my lips, holding eye contact as I ran my tongue over the bitter paper to seal the cigarette shut. I smirked as he twitched and ripped his face away from me, turning to Robin next to him as she spoke.
“Nancy!” She jumped a little as we all looked to her expectantly, Jonathan’s face blushed hard as he got cut off mid-sentence.
“Truth or Dare?” Robin grinned cheekily, reaching across the circle to grab another drink from the pile in front of us.
Nancy nervously tightened her hands around the beer she had been nursing, chewing her lip as she considered her choice. She smiled as she watched Robin rock back and forth tipsily.
“I’m going to go with truth.” Jonathan gave her a side glance as Steve’s eyes flashed to her face.
“Okay fine…” Robin tapped her chin. I looked over at Eddie next to her, watching the muscles in his neck flex as he took a swig of his drink, my stomach flipped as I looked up to see his wide, dark eyes staring at me from over the top of his can.
“Who is a better kisser? Jonathan, or Steve?” The latter choked on his drink as Jonathan scratched the back of his neck nervously. Nancy shot a betrayed look at Robin as she shrugged her shoulders innocently.
“Uh Robin, I don’t think-“ Steve wiped his chin from his spilled drink, red blotches appearing under his cheeks as he avoided Nancy’s stare.
“Oh screw that.” I interrupted him, bringing my cigarette to my mouth and leaning forward to pull my lighter from my pocket. “None of that PG rated shit around here, the real question is… Who is better in bed?” I raised my eyebrows and smirked at the shocked look on everyone’s faces, except for Eddie’s. He raised his arm with his drink is his hand in a toast towards me as he smiled with a sort of approving expression.
Steve leant across to rip the smoke from my mouth as I went to light it. “Not in here y/n, God.” He whined.
“Fine.” I snapped, flashing my hand out to grab it back from him. “I’ll smoke outside when Nancy answers the question.”
“Uhhh I don’t think-” Nancy begun, her big eyes dropping to stare at the floor as she stumbled over her words.
“Oh come on, I thought you’d loosen up a bit over the years Nance.” I rolled my eyes, sighing at her fidgetiness.
“Well.” Her eyes flickered over nervously to her most recent ex. “I was Jonathan’s first, and Steve was more experienced so…” Eddie and I burst into loud laughter, as Robin buried her face in her hands and spoke through her fingers, Steve took a sip of his drink, looking rather pleased with himself.
“Ew, I did not need to know that. And he did not need that ego boost.” Robin nodded her head towards Steve, standing up and brushing crumbs off her front.
I stood up with her, my legs tingling from sitting still for too long. “I’m going for a smoke.” I stared at Steve, sticking to my promise.
“I wouldn’t mind one either.” My eyes flicked to his as Eddie stood up, his leather jacket and denim vest rustling as he stretched, I licked my lips as his thin shirt rode up, exposing a pale strip of skin above his belt. He smirked at me as he caught me staring.
“We’ll all go.” Nancy exclaimed as she got caught in a weird three-way stare between those still left sitting on the floor.
“….Kay then.” I laughed and bent down to scoop up a fresh drink, turning to head out the back door towards the patio. I shivered as I felt someone tall hovering closely behind me, the heat radiating off of him sending a dangerous tingle down my spine.
Dammit
Steve was going to give me so much shit if I hooked up with the guy I’d spent the better part of an afternoon complaining about.
Robin brushed past me as she slammed the bag of drinks onto the glass tabletop. “Careful dipshit, your clumsy ass is going to break something.” Steve waved his hands around angrily as the rest of us pulled out chairs, the clouds of steam misting off the heated pool swirling around us.
Eddie did a quick count with his eyes. “Uh Harrington, got anymore chairs?” He looked around, a spare chair with one of the legs snapped off pushed away against the side of the house.
“Y/n!” Nancy exclaimed, clapping her small hands together as she bounced on the balls of her feet.
“Truth or Dare?” She cocked her head to the side as she stared me down, the flame from my lighter died as my finger slid off of it.
“Go on then Nance, Dare.” I smirked as her eyes flashed, my smile fading from my face as she spoke.
“Since there aren’t enough chairs, I dare you to sit on Eddie’s lap for the rest of the night.” My face flushed as everyone laughed, unaware of the slight throbbing forming between my legs at the thought of being that close to him.
The others took a seat as Nancy and I stared each other down, her face breaking into a mean smirk as I hesitated. “Scared y/n?”
I looked over at where Eddie was sitting at the end of the table, his legs widening slightly, like he was offering an invitation as he raised his eyebrows at me, a small grin playing around the corner of his lips as he took a drag of his cigarette.
“Of course not.” I snapped, walking around the table to stand next to him, staring daggers at the others as they all laughed lightly. The night air fluttered my short skirt around my thighs, drawing Eddie’s eyes to them.
“May I?” I snarked, nodding my head at him. He slowly ran his glare up and down my body, leaning back further in the chair as he lifted his hips into the air slightly, readjusting himself.
“Be my guest.” The laughing died down around the table as I sighed and sat down, perched on the edge of his lap, leaning most of my weight on my toes. His hands moved to the sides of my thighs, tapping them lightly to get me to look back at him.
“It’s okay, you can relax.” My breathing sped up as his dark eyes glared into mine, smiling kindly as he waited for my answer.
I put my hands on the arms rests of the chair and used them to push myself further back into his lap, so that my feet were lifted off the ground and I could feel the hardness of his chest pushing into me. Eddie’s arm snaked along my side and settled on top of my leg as he leaned to see around me, pulling his lighter from his pocket and bringing it to the cigarette still between my lips.
I mumbled a thanks as I leant forward towards the flame, watching his free hand ball into a fist as I accidently grinded into his lap. My skirt was loose around my waist, so that it was just my underwear separating me from the roughness of his jeans. He wasn’t erect, but I could still feel him pressing up into my clothed slit, his belt buckle pushing into my ass.
And if I could feel him, then I was sure as shit that he could feel me.
Steve’s voice snapped me out of my daze as I ripped my eyes away from Eddie’s.
“Y/n, it’s your turn.” He slid a cold can down the tabletop to my end as I drained the last dregs of my drink.
“I’m over this, let’s play a different game.” I sighed as I crushed the beer can, leaning back further into Eddie’s body as the alcohol blurred my vision a little.
“Like what?” Robin piqued up, kicking her feet up on the table, Steve sighed and pushed her legs back down.
“You guys ever heard of two truths & a lie?” I grinned, wiggling my eyebrows seductively.
Blank faces were my answer, the party girl in me groaned at their boringness.
Eddie’s chest grumbled as I leant forward to put my elbows on the table, dragging my ass against his lap. I shot a look at him, but he had his head tilted back, his eyes pressed closed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep inhale of his cigarette.
“Basically you say two… outrages… things about yourself that’s true, and one that isn’t. If we guess the lie, you have to take a shot.” Robin stood up from her seat at my words, running back into the house to grab a bottle of whiskey, chanting ‘shots, shots, shots’ as she danced on the spot.
“You go first to show us how it’s done.” She said, spilling brown liquor as she poured it into short glasses grouped messily in front of her.
I tapped my chin as I pretend to think about it, falling back into the crook of Eddie’s arm dramatically as I stared up at him through my lashes, the alcohol running through my body making me comfortable and brave. He smirked down at me in a half disappointing half amused look as I twisted back and forth on top him, swinging my legs. He stared at me with an expression that said he knew, that I knew what I was doing.
I sat up suddenly, squeezing his knees as I arched froward away from him. “Okay…. I can put both ankles behind my head.” Robins eyes popped out of her skull as Steve swung his head back and forth, covering his ears. Eddie chewed on his bottom lip as he fought back a grin.
“I’ve had a threesome… And I’ve never been arrested.” I pressed my mouth together as I tried to keep a straight face, failing as I burst into laughter as Steve yelled out.
“Third one’s a Goddamn lie y/n, because I was in the back seat of your dads cruiser with you the first time we both got arrested.” Nancy smacked him on the shoulder playfully as Robin grinned excitedly. I popped another beer can open as I raised it in their direction.
“And cheers to being the reason I got kicked outta Hawkins, Steve.” He toasted me back as we both downed our drinks. Eddie jostled underneath me as he turned to look at me incredulously.
“Wait, you're Hoppers kid?” He narrowed his brows as he smiled uncertainly at me.
“Uh yeah.” I laughed at the expression on his face. “Wait why do you look so worried?”
“I’m not exactly his favourite person.” He admitted.
“Neither am I.” I pursed my lips, rolling my eyes.
“So you’re not going to care if I smoke this?” He leaned into me to pull a fat joint from his jacket pocket, twisting it around.
“Only if you don’t share.” I cocked my eyebrow, watching a slow smile spread across his face.
“Here you are m’lady.” He held his arm out, angling the joint towards my mouth.
“Uh! I could kiss you Eddie Munson!” A shock of pleasure shot through me as I leant froward across his lap, the cool buckle of his belt pressing up against my clothed clit the further I moved forward.
“Well, what are you waiting for then?” He grinned, pulling his hand back.
“Don’t tempt me.” I smacked his chest with the back of my hand lightly, staring over the flame at his serious eyes as he opened his lighter and lit up the joint for me, brushing the corner of my mouth with his rough fingers as he pulled away.
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Under the heady smoke and warm alcohol, my body was charged. The voices of the group sounded far away as they played the game between them, I was lost in the distraction of the mixed drinks, strong weed and the feeling of Eddie’s body beneath me. My high made every slight touch ten times more potent, my skin felt like it was on fire every time I felt Eddie move under me. He spread his legs, making both my thighs that were crossed over them, spread with him. I gasped as the cold air flew up under my skirt, hitting my clothed slit and swirling around the warm wet patch in my panties. I moaned quietly and rolled forward to push my skirt down between my thighs, but that was a mistake. I felt him stiffen as his arms shot out to snake around my middle, his face pressed into my back and his voice low as he mumbled into the fabric of my shirt.
“God, can you please stop that?” His tone was gruff as his arms tightened around me. My face blazed as I felt him harden beneath me, my eyes shooting to our friends around the table, but they were too caught up with themselves to pay attention to us.
“Stop what?” I whispered innocently, grinding forward as I twisted back to look at him, he sat back to stare down at me in his lap, clenching his jaw.
“You fucking know what, you keep pushing your tight ass into my dick and it’s driving me crazy.”
The corners of my mouth turned up as I slowly arched back, dragging my ass across his crotch, his dick pushing up against my clit. I moaned so only he could hear and rolled my head back against his shoulder, pushing my chest out as he swore under his breath.
“If you keep doing that, I’m gonna make you pay, I don’t care if anyone sees. I’ve already told you. Stop it.” His hot breath tickled my ear, sending an electrified shiver up my spine as I closed my eyes, letting the false confidence from drinking spur me forward.
“What if I don’t want to stop?”
Gripping my wrists, he guided both of my hands to the small of my back, where my fingers brushed the hard planes of his abdomen.
"Wrap your hands around my belt. Don’t move them."
“Is this a mistake?” I whispered fiercely back as a sober thought flashed through my mind, my thin wall of resistance slipping away with each moment his dark eyes sent stabs of wanting fire through me.
Eddie sat forward, leaning close to my ear, he murmured, "I promise you, whatever we are together, it’s not a mistake. It’s too good to be a mistake."
We both jolted as Robin called out my name, breaking us apart as we both leant into each other. “Y/n, it’s your go again.” She snapped pointedly, holding a hand up to Steve’s face as she cut him off, leaving him with a miffed expression.
“Uh okay, I don’t have a criminal record, I’ve never had a boyfriend and –“ Steve voice rang out to cut me off.
“Hang on Robin, you absolutely cannot say –“ I ignored his tangent as I turned back in Eddie’s lap to finish my turn, dropping my voice so the others couldn’t hear.
“And I’m not horny right now.” My voice fell to an almost whisper as I turned my head to look at Eddie behind me, his hips bucking up into me softly, almost like he was doing it unconsciously. I grinned as his eyes fell to my lips, his hard-on pressing up strongly into me, the wetness between my legs grew as the thought that there were only a few very thin pieces of fabric separating us sent a shiver through me. His stare shot back up to meet mine as he registered what I’d said.
“I know that’s a lie as well y/n. Because you’re kinda hot, and I can feel you.” His breathing was heavy as he stared unblinkingly at me, his eyes darkened entirely as his heated gaze sent a shock of fire through me. A drunken giggle burst through my lips when I didn’t understand him.
“You think I’m hot Munson?” I reached up to clasp my hands behind his neck, burrowing down into his lap and blatantly grinding against the hardness in his jeans. A slow smile spread across his face.
“Well yes… but that’s not what I’m talking about.” His eyes travelled down my chest to stare at my skirt pointedly, I gasped as I caught on to what he was saying, embarrassment flooding through me. But Eddie just grinned, resting his palms against my hips. My gaze flickered between his plump red lips and his wide, dark brown doe-eyes as tension zapped in the air between us.
My willpower to hold back, snapped into dust as he ran his large hands over my thighs and up my stomach. “I’m gonna go freshen up, d’ya wanna give me a hand?” the amused expression slid from his face as he leaned forward eagerly, tapping the side of my ass as he moved below me.
I looked back at the table at our friends across from us, Jonathan was leaning into Nancy as he whispered into her ear, her brows narrowed in frustration. Robin and Steve were waving their hands angrily as they got swept up in a heated argument over something stupid. I took his hand in mine as we both stood up from the table, the others not paying us any mind as we slipped past them into the bright house.
I stumbled over the carpet as I towed Eddie towards the bathroom, his hands shot out to my waist to steady me as I fell into a fit of giggles. He towered over me as his fingers pressed into my hip bones, pulling me against him, guiding me over to the small ‘powder room’ next to the bar. We both paused to look back over our shoulders, our friends still drunkenly chatting amongst themselves. I smiled up at his chin nervously as I twisted the metal door handle, pulling him in behind me quickly and snapping the door shut. We were doused in darkness, our laughs way too loud in the silence as my hands fumbled against the wall looking for the light switch.
“Shit where is it?. Ow, Eddie! That was my foot.” As my eyes adjusted to the blackness I watched the outline of him move closer.
“Uhg, forget about it, come ‘ere.” He grumbled, reaching out in the dark to find me. I stretched up to clasp his shoulders as my feet left the ground, Eddie wrapped his strong arms around my middle to lift me onto the bench next to the sink, pushing me back against the mirror and spreading my legs apart. He settled in comfortably between them, locking his lips with mine as the sweet taste of whiskey invaded my brain. His lips were soft and purposeful, moulding with mine perfectly as we both tried to take control. His tongue stroked my bottom lip, begging for access, he moaned as I let him in, twisting my hands in his hair as he bent me further into him. I shuddered as he ran his hands over my body, exploring every crevice and curve with his rough, warm fingers.
His mouth moved from mine to trace patterns along my jaw line, I scooted forward across the bench to press my hips into his, grinding up and down against his hard dick as he lightly nipped at my skin with his teeth. His hands moved to my waist to lift my shirt up, snaking under the thin fabric to caress the soft sink beneath my bra. He moaned my name as I kissed down the side of his neck, sucking at the skin roughly as I wrapped my legs around him, the hard feeling of his contoured body sent a crazed need through me, urging me forward as my hands reached out to touch every inch of him. I shushed him and laughed as he swore under his breath, his lean forearm wrapping around my ass to pull me in closer to him.
“These walls are pretty thick, which means you and I can be as loud as we want.” He groaned, trapping my face in his hands as he crushed his lips to mine. I surrendered into the feeling of him with a moan of my own, melting against his chest as my fingers fell across his shirt to his belt, clumsily trying to undo it. His deft hands smacked mine away, pinning them both behind my back in just one of his, his free hand ran along the length of my bare thigh, tracing soft, slow excruciating patterns along it as he made my way to my sensitive spot. I squirmed underneath him as I throbbed, clenching around nothing as his light fingers danced under my skirt across my clothed slit, he grinned against my face as I huffed in frustration, twisting against his hand as I tried to push myself deeper into it, begging for some kind of release.
“What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.” I didn’t answer him as I whined, pulling my hands free of his grasp and tugging his arm back down between my thighs, arching my back as I pouted my lips at him. He smiled again and kissed me deeply, letting me guide his hand between my puffy lips. He groaned as he slipped a finger under my panties, tracing a line up and down my slit as he felt my wetness, my swollen clit throbbing as he barely flicked his finger over it.
“Fuck, you’re so wet already.” I whimpered and rolled my hips back, so his hand rubbed my sensitive spot, figuring out what I was doing he reached up to my shoulder and pressed me back against the bench so he had a better angle, rubbing his thumb over my clit as I shook under him, my eyes rolling back as sinful sounds tumbled from my mouth. Bright stars burned behind my eyes as he slipped a long finger into me, he shot forward to kiss the moan from my mouth as he stroked his hand inside of me, curling his finger up as I dug my nails into his arm, muttering his name against his face as his pace increased.
The familiar warm, burning sensation of an orgasm knotted in my stomach as he continued to flick his thumb over my budding clit, curling his finger into the soft spot inside of me at the same time. His chest heaved as his breath sped up with mine, wrapping his free hand around my neck to pull my face closer to his. The crashing waves of pleasure sounded in my ears, almost blocking out the pants of ‘you like that’ Eddie was whispering into my ear in-between my moans. My thighs clenched around his waist as I faltered on the brink of the edge, he slipped from my grasp as he pulled away from me suddenly.
My yell of protest was stolen from my lips as he tossed my legs over his shoulders, falling to his knees to bury his face in between my legs. I stumbled forward slightly as the heavenly feeling of his warm tongue lapped at my sensitive clit. I reached down without thinking, tugging at his brown curly waves roughly. I gasped and loosened my grip a little, glancing down to mutter an apology. He pulled back to look at me from between my thighs, my wetness glistening on his chin in the moonlight seeping through the window.
“It’s okay, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”
I sighed in content and leant back against the mirror as he licked and sucked at my pussy, wrapping his hands around my ass to bury himself in further, rewarding me with deep strokes of his tongue the louder I moaned his name. A low burning shot through me as he wrapped his arms around my thighs, running his face up and down my slit, pressing his nose against my clit as he pressed his tongue into me. A slight cloud of insecurities reared its head before he trapped my sensitive spot between his teeth softly and pulled, wrenching my thighs apart as I pressed them together tightly to try and writhe away from him. I turned my head into my shoulder to hide my face away as I shook, the ecstatic feeling building up quickly and threatening to spill over. I stumbled and gasped his name I trembled, reaching down to twist my fingers in his hair as I curled over him between my legs.
The doorknob jingled loudly as someone banged on the door, their muted voice wining through the wood. “Who the hell is in here? Pleaseeeeee hurry up! I need to peeeeeee.”
I laughed in frustration against Eddie’s mouth as my orgasm halted and failed, swearing obscenities in my head at Robin as she slumped against the outside of the door, banging her head back against it. We both froze for a second before he stood up, his raging boner pressing into my drenched pussy as I pulled him into me, pressing my lips to his hungrily as the taste of my essence swirled around in my mouth with his tongue.
“You didn’t get to come did you?” He confirmed, swiping his hand over the lower half of his face as he leant towards me. I pressed my lips together as I smiled, shaking my head slightly.
“Almost, though.” I whispered, clenching my legs back around his sides as my throbbing between my thighs slowly died down, the wetness from my cunt dripping down my legs.
Eddie groaned and pushed his forehead into mine. “Do you think she’ll go away if we’re quiet?” He whispered, tracing his hands over my thighs.
We waited a moment before there was a thud and another drowned out ‘pleaseeeeeee’.
“D’ya think your dad will shoot me if I come over to your place?” He laughed; our silent pretence gone as he reached over to flick the light on.
“Doesn’t matter” I shrugged, covering my eyes from the sudden bright light. “I’m not staying there; I’ve been crashing here at Steve’s”
“Even better, I’ve always wanted to try out these silk sheets that Steve’s always raging on about.”
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Also Readers - if anyone is looking for a slow burn Eddie x y/n, check out my Opposite Ends series. 🌻
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Time Zone: Sequel
Warning: There are some SPOILERS
Note: This story will only be on my Wattpad and AO3 which are usernames Aurora_Petals. If you see anyone claiming this plot as their own let me know. I do NOT own the characters.
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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5|
Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 |
Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Final |
Reader's POV:
“So (Y/N), have you received a letter from your pen pal?” Jessica asked me and I shook my head.
“Not yet, maybe today.. hopefully. Is it normal to be nervous?”
“Of course you would be nervous, he~”
“Jessica~ I am not nervous for that reason. I am actually pretty excited, but worried he won’t wanna write me back.”
“You are a special case, you know that?”
“You know Jessica, this was your idea of writing people our age that is in jail. You can’t judge the things they have done. You don’t know their story.” I said, and her shoulders slumped.
“Mama (Y/N), is in her scolding mode again.”
“Well, she has a point.”
“I am sorry, this is why you should have been president.”
“Yeah, no. Not my style.” I flashed her a smile, and she shook her head slightly.
“I never understand you.”
“I don’t like leading… anyway, how is volleyball?”
“Good, we miss you though…”
“Yeah, well… that injury is still affecting me. So sports is a no-go, thought about joining the drama club as well. To try and keep myself busy. It’s weird not having a crap ton of activities after school.”
“I bet, you went from the most athletic, to being one of the geeks.”
“Hey, nothing wrong with being a geek.” I stuck my tongue out at her, and she laughed.
“Anyway, my pen pal is from here in the US. He is totally super cute.”
“Really? So you can judge my person but you fall for yours? Wait how do you know what he looks like?”
“I sent a photo of me and they allowed him to take a photo and send it to me as well.”
“Interesting, I should have done that… maybe when I get his letter. I am curious to see what Kazutora looks like.”
“Well, he has a cute name. Maybe you are lucky and he is cute too.”
“Come on, it’s not about who is cute, and who is not… it’s about~”
“I know, I know. But you are the type to fall for people easily too.”
“Not true, you sound like my brother. Ugh, we have to get to class.” I said, and she laughed leaving me to go to my homeroom. I rolled my eyes and went and took a seat. You opened your notebook, as you waited for the teacher to come in.
The school day dragged, and I found myself feeling quite restless. Probably didn’t help I hardly slept last night due to upcoming exams. There were a few pop quizzes but nothing too out of the ordinary. Everyone seemed to have gotten a letter from their pen pal, except for me. But considering other people are a tad bit closer to them than mine, it was to be expected. Plus well jail typically had a strict schedule. So I can only assume that was the reason why.
Once the final bell of the day rang, I got up and collected all my stuff. I called my brother in hopes he would pick me up since it was raining.
“Yello~”
“Hey dork, can you please pick me up? It’s storming outside.”
“Yeah, I am already here. I am gonna drop you off, then head off to work.”
“I am on my way!”
I hung up and waved to the teacher and my classmates before walking out of the school. I stood inside next to the doors, before spotting my bothers truck and ran to his car hiding my head with my book bag. He unlocked the door, and I hopped in and shuddered.
“Didn’t bring an umbrella?”
“No, it wasn’t supposed to rain today,” I said and he shook his head and I fastened my seat belt.
“Anyway, I left $20 for dinner, if you didn’t want to cook. And you have mail. I placed it under the $20. I have to go straight in, after dropping you off. Probably won’t be done until late at night, so don’t wait up.”
“Mm kay, if you work too much you are going to get wrinkles, old man.”
“Watch it, brat,” he side-eyed me and I laughed.
“I am just saying…”
“I will throw water on you in the morning if you don’t hush.”
“You wouldn’t dare…”
“Oh, I would…”
“Is that a challenge?”
“Take it as you will.”
“Alright… watch your back, you won’t win.”
“You say that every time… but if I remember the score it’s currently 20 wins for me and 19 wins for you.”
“That’s alright, ‘cause I will win and we will be tied,” I said and he rolled his eyes before stopping outside our house.
“Well get out, I gotta go.”
“Alright geez, you just stopped the car,” I said getting out of the car. I rushed to the door and unlocked it and got out. I waved and he drove off, I walked in and sighed softly going to my room. I tossed my bag in the corner and dried my hair off before changing into some pajamas. I then grabbed my phone ordering (favorite food) before going to the kitchen. I grabbed the letter I received and I noticed it was the letter I have been waiting for. I quickly opened it, and read it. I couldn’t help the smile on my face though it fell a few times. I felt so bad for him, and I made it my mission to make him feel comfortable around me.
I rushed back to my room to grab my notebook and pen before going to the kitchen again to start writing my own letter.
Dear Kazutora,
I am from America, so I am quite away from you haha! And I know, I am barely passing my Japanese class right now. Sad I know… Also, now I am curious about your hobby! So don’t leave me hanging, I promise you can’t scare me away that easily… I literally watch serial killer documentaries before bed. Helps me sleep :P. And I guess that makes sense on the food part, heard the food isn’t too good. Maybe one day if we ever meet I can cook for you! I am a better cook than my brother, he just leaves me money to order food.
You were part of different gangs? For real? I can’t say I have been, then again, I am not much of a fighter or anything. I avoid conflict as much as possible! Even if you did some terrible things, you probably feel remorse for the things you have done. As long as you learn from your mistakes that’s all that matters. 10 years? I bet if you do good behavior they will let you out sooner, after all, you are still a minor.
You were a great choice to write to! I am happy you returned my letter, I was worried you wouldn’t want to talk er write letters back! So I am happy that you want me to continue to write! I won’t stop unless you asked me to. You like animals too!? Any person who likes animals can’t be bad. I have some pets, I will send a photo of me with my pets! They are super cute! I also like rooftops for the same reason but I don’t like to look down and it has to have a railing or fence. If not and I look down I feel lightheaded and feel like I may fall off.
Can’t wait to hear from you!
Quote of the day: Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen.
<;3
(L/N) (Y/N)
I smiled as I read through my letter before going to get (pet’s name) and taking a picture. I smiled widely and snapped the photo before kissing my pet’s cheek and snapping another photo. I printed the photos and added them to the letter before adding the address to the envelope and placing it in the mailbox.
© [@angelsdevils] all rights reserved. none of my posts or stories should be modified, reposted, etc. I do not own the character or the fanart, but I own the plots of these stories. All fanart goes to their appropriate owners.
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❤️ hope I am not too later to ask for our usual, currently lot to write gonna reblog your other thingy soon
What does my OC love about yours?
Punch has a lot that he loves about Carol. It isn't just that she's smart and pretty; Sevens know that this campus is crawling with intelligent beauties for all tastes, but he happens to find her particular set of features quite intriguing. It doesn't feel like it's forced. To him, she's lovely without trying too hard. He admires that she works very hard, and still makes sure to take the time to have fun and decompress, too. It's good that she is able to have that sort of balance in her life.
He thinks she's strong; stronger than he would be if he was separated from his family and his normal life, his normal world. And he really admires that trait in her. But mostly, he appreciates that she allowed him to take his time and approach things slowly. He might be a big guy on the outside, but inside he's still a worried, self-conscious kid. He appreciates her patience and understanding, and that helps him to feel comfortable with her.
Joker's just absolutely charmed by April. She thinks her little flashes of shyness are adorable, and is blown away by her cleverness. She knows April is self-conscious about her unusual appearance, but Joker thinks that's what's so attractive about her! The dusky complexion, bicolor eyes, cute little horns, and bright hair all make her so incredibly different than anyone else she's ever known; how can she not be beautiful to her?
She appreciates that April goes out of her way to make sure they have time together, even when the dorm she lives in makes it difficult for them to see each other. And she enjoys when April geeks out over unusual plant life at her, or enjoys when Jo makes her a special apple-based dessert. She's got so many cute mannerisms, it's hard for her to pick a favorite.
Also she appreciates April's legs in her dorm apparel but we won't go there too much haha....
#fumi you are always quicker than me so no worries!!#twisted wonderland oc#punch carder#joker carder#friend's ocs#carol ann#april richter#punch ❤️ carol#joker 💚 april
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HSM (2006) rewatch pt 7
7: Troy just wants to be the Troy of guy
Can someone tell me why Coach Bolton's office is like, in the locker room? America explain
Gabriella: Did you ever feel like there's this whole other person inside of you just looking for a way to come out?
hahaha.... YEA
Note that in this convo, Taylor doesn’t really seem mad about Gabriella auditioning and doesn't try to convince her to not do the callbacks. She does sounds sure no one will beat out Sharpay anyway, but still... what made her want to stop Gabriella later?
Zeke I love you but not the time to be wooing Sharpay
ICONIC. This line was a hit with my friends when we rewatched, pretty much all of us are below 5'4''
Zeke: I bake! If that helps...
IT DOES SO MANY GIRLS WOULD APPRECIATE IT KING
Troy there’s no way this place is secret. Still, I like the fact he knows about it because of the science club, so he’s already got his connections to other factions of the school even before this musical drama. It sounds like everyone just looks up to him soooo bad and he’s polite so hears everyone out – unlike Chad who doesn’t want the drama geeks and skater dudes talking to him.
Gabriella: Seems to me like everyone on campus wants to be your friend
Troy: Unless we lose.
Aahhh the pressure, it always felt conditional to him.
Troy: I don't know what he's gonna say when he finds out about the singing
It’s ok Troy I’m not out to my parents either </3
But this whole convo is a nice look into the pressures on Troy, it's no wonder he has this quiet garden place to get away from it all. It's also no wonder he latches onto Gabriella - she's the first person who doesn't have this preconception of who he is and who he should be. She genuinely wants to know him better, whatever that may entail.
Gabriella must have felt a little funny saying Troy’s friends don’t know enough about him, only to find out later one of those guys is his best friend since pre-school LOL. It kind of makes sense though, sometimes when you're close to someone for a long time you expect them and your dynamic to stay the same, but things change. Still, kinda hurts that he's been feeling like this about the whole basketball guy thing for a while, but doesn't feel like he can tell his friends.
Aww the reference to kindergarten is so cute, it’s true we had no societal expectations to worry about back then and making friends was so easy
Guy with a Bieber haircut and a red baseball tee sits on a rooftop as he is told he’s cool but not in the conventional way. This too, is Homestuck.
WAIT A MINUTE-
#i managed to make it halfway through the movie before somehow making this about homestuck#proud of myself tbh#high school musical#hsm#high school musical (2006)#hsm liveblog#troy bolton#gabriella montez#sharpay evans#zeke baylor#dori watches hsm#my posts#yknow that roblox meme where he says thank you for coming to an empty auditorium?#yeah that's me#but i'm having fun
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TheLReads, Vigilantes ch 87, Replies Part 1
1) “I`m still baffled about that tbh. But let us carry on with the flashback so we can get back on track. Knuckles was about to lose to Rappa, and I`m already pointing a gun at Furuhashi just in case he decides to ignore cannon…”- Can’t ‘lose’ if he was never actually fighting him to win…
2) “Dammit Furuhashi, did we just opened into a flashback inside a flashback?
Are you trying to drag this on for another chapter Christopher Nolan?”- Just showing perspectives from Knuckle’s analytics-based POV, which I honestly really appreciate, as it’s sorta close to Izuku’s own tendancy to oberveve everything about an opponent and their Quirks, if only in his case because he’s a massive geek.
3) “Knuckles please, nobody in here is scared of that letter opener”- Well, a reasonable person would be, but Knuckle miscalculated. Reasonable people don’t get involved in underground cage matches.
4) “Huuuuuh… I see… So by showing it from knuckles pov we can see that all the events of the fight were calculated, since he was both a pro hero and had a high-speed quirk, that is a way to justify how he could lose to Rappa, that according to cannon, never lost a fight”- Also gives us an idea of what fights are like to Knuckles in the present, albeit, his slower body means that he now needs to start analysing/predicting their future course of actions to stay ahead of them whilst his physical shell struggles to keep up.
5) “But now that I think about it, wouldn`t a chapter showing this be better after we saw knuckles defeated on the ground? You know, you finish a chapter with hook, then open the next one showing that it was all according to keikaku?*
*Keikaku means “plan””- True, but then you’d have gotten pissed at Furuhashi just keeping the ‘fight’ off-panel for the last chapter.
6) “Alright, I`ll give it to you Furuhashi, this particular decision was clever, because it both preserves cannon and Miguel O`hara won`t need to gut you like a fish, and explain the situation on how knuckles managed to get hit and lose his weapon to this guy. Clever. I hope you can keep it up because I don`t want to go back on my compliments.”- I do feel the writing noticeably improves in the third act overall.
7) “What prep knuckles? We certainly haven`t seen any of it, which is a shame because that would probably be interesting.”- Knuckles definitely stabbed a man or two to sell his credentials as a knife-user to the overseers.
8) “HOLY FUCK ITS FATGUM
ABNDHE IS SO YOUNG
AND HE`S THIN AGAIN
AND FUCKL YOU FURUHASHI THAT`S NOT HIS STANDARD WIGHT THAT`S HIS LOW-VOLUME FORM”- Should have been “slimmed-down form”. I guess Fat recently had to burn a lot of calories absorbing another bomb or two.
9) “NO WAIT DON`T MOVE THE SCENE AWAY FROM GUN I`M SORRY FURUHASHI I WON`T COMPLAIN ANYMORE DON`T TAKE FATGUN AWAY FROM US PLEASE LET HIM JOIN IN THE FLASHBACK”- In exchange for less Fatgum, but about some more bunny as compensation?
10) “Dammit there goes Fatgum…
Also, what`s this girl about? Did she got wind of the fight going on right now?”- The Bunny’s instinct for Blood cannot be equalled.
11) “….
wait
wa it a moment
was th-
was that- “- You thought this flashback had its full roster with the fighting maniacs, but there was another waiting in the wings!
12) “Oh there we go, back to the good stuff”- This panel looks pretty similar to that double-spread of Kirishima jumping between Fatgum and Rappa’s blows…and now I’m writing this, I just realised that Fatgum turned up for a cameo appearance in this chapter precisely because Rappa has an extended role in this flashback, as a nod towards their eventual encounter
@thelreads
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You ever just enjoy existing sometimes?
Like it's rare. Even when my health is poopoo stinky. I can still have a nice day. Its nice.
I did a lot of audio geek shit today. I think I wanna do that more. I mean I've got the kit for it. It's intesting to me. I enjoy it. Why not right?
I don't really know where I wanna wind up inside that. Maybe I don't have too. I feel kinda like most the time what ruins stuff like this for me is I overthink it. Like it doesn't have to be perfect. It just has to be enough.
I need to stop trying for perfect. Side note.
I hope my grandma appreciates the tracks I got for her. It's like. Bunch of obscure 60's tracks I hunted down and rendered out for her to use in her car. She doesn't like smart phones so I'm gonna plonk them onto a USB like it's the 00's bb
Also side note 2. That album I was archiving I've rendered out fully. I'm getting more comfy in the software I'm using and it's fun
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