#sometimes i fall to pieces just to see what bits of me dont fit
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Hello 👋
Swallowing my nerves at last to send you an ask! I was just wondering, what inspires your designs? Are their inspirations in stuff like movies or games? Or just things you come up with yourself?
i .. honestly its kinda hard to tell, sometimes i just randomly think of something, like some detail, or color combination and try to incorporate that into a design somehow; it can come from anywhere, like the color scheme of a pithaya/dragonfruit is something i have been wanting to make a design with for ages but havent come up with anything good in all those years ;O;
im a very easily fascinated by color, espeically in nature, like sometimes i just stop and stare at something like i froze in time bc i just woooooooooooooah color! i probably look like a weirdo doing that though
its really hard to pinpoint anything specifically, the most is probably .. other artists? i guess? which always makes me nervous bc my memory is shit in most areas of life and i worry myself to pieces whether i unintentionally "stole" an idea and just dont remember and think it was my own, it goes further that sometimes i see something that makes me want to draw a similar concept but dont bc i dont want to 'steal' even if that couldnt be further from my intention (have been accused of that before ..)
that said for my ocs specifically .. most are rather old and have just kinda evolved out of their awkward first iterations (shargons first iteration was a hauro-howl- copy that was really just some human covered in feathers .. another oc was once a hellboy copy but in green- havent drawn nor redeisgn them in ages lol), the biggest inspirations for them is a mix of animals, bonus if you dont see them often- im a big shark, whale and sea creatures in general nerd so i tend to take from them as a priority but always trying to be less directly animal and mostly just .. features that work together
Eadrya is one of the newer OCs- i started to write but then looked at my folders and oh they are from 2017 .., i even made a design timeline for them how much they, and my art, have changed back in 2020, so thats also way outdated now lol (they apparently started as a whale .. thing? its like a pokemon evolution lol)
this is them now (i like this sketch still, though shargons design is now also outdated lmao)
this ones from early 2023 so also outdated now but you get the point
for demons i try to be a bit more wild on shapes and colors while still adhering to the rules of how they work (humanoid form, demon form, animalistic, one element each and more or less made to fit that, 4 arms is very common, look to be bost scary and wild but also something that would make you stop in tracks and stare in awe and fear if you crossed paths)
often times designs just kinda .. happen, i have maybe the idea ok i wanna make something with a white and red pattern also moose or those big horned cows are cool and kinda scary so maybe sth akin to that (though this one is technically a redesign too- its also pretty much entirely different)
for non demons but still non human i go for a much more restrained design, mainly inspired directly by an animal and giving the color scheme a good spin, plus adding unconventional body shapes, like ki'ita is also a good example, her old idea was just orca anthro pirate and just by making the white green instead in her most recent redesign already adds that little spin to it
that can have its pitfalls though, as i often fall into the big arm small head small legs scheme over and over xD
alot of it is trial and error, deciding on the colors can take me hours bc im always searching for my little rule of having one contrast color that shows up in very few places to draw attention to it (like with Eadrya its those bright yellow eyes and thingy at their tail)
and that is all about myy own ocs, when its fandom stuff it works kinda similar though, either in the connections i wanna draw or just thinking it further- like how deities in destiny work also just kinda .. happened like an ever derailing train
like for demise i was at first really just im gonna give him horns bc horns are cool and he got those on the starting mural in the game- so how his hair work? well maybe it isnt hair actually and just unbound energy, im making him a deity too and fit hylias design to his so, yeah, then so how does it work, ok he gotta have a skeleton still, but what if his entire actual body is made up of pure magical energy with its core in the ribcage? with the core in the ribcage >:3c
and the scales you see are just like cooled down lava as an armor bc his thing is fire and earth !! the normal blood? is a thin layer of skin imiated from mortals to keep the scales together and flexible so if he ACTUALLY gets hurt hed bleed magic that looks more like lava and any normal blood you see is just the armor- so why does he have a skeleton still instead of being just energy? maybe its gotta be bound to something OH and what if all of the deities started as mortals like a mirror to the trio later on and the gods cannot have direct influence to the worlds so they needed a right hand that is neither god nor mortal but both by killing a mortal by whatever their element will be (demise burned, hylia drowned etc) and their skeleton and spirit is kept but put into a body of magic- OH what if their spirit core is like almost piloting their bodies like a mech in a way bc if youd look close youd see that every strand of magic is actual a hand of their spirit so it makes it more weird and other bc hed be able to reach out with thousands of burning claws of all shapes and sizes like the beheaded forest god at the end of mononoke- SO if hed lose and arm or something all those strands would untangle and rearrange his bones back together-OH MY GOD the whole armor idea works so well for ghirahims dark armor so what if demise had two swords once and lost one and since has forged an armor similar to his own for ghirahim out fo fear of losing him t---
and that all is a process that happens over several weeks and months not rarely while i am drawing something mindlessly and suddendly *have a thought* and omg that makes so much sense-
so "what" inspires my designs? an ever derailing train of thought about making cool thick monsters that arent the evil thing to get rid of for once? cool color schemes? idk it just kinda happens??
#ganondoodles answers#dont think this was the point of the ask#maybe i shouldnt actually try to answer any questions bc im inherently bad at ... having an answer#i havent even gotten into the anatomy of demons in my oc stuff#yes they ... they got organs#i dont know why id need to think about how and what and their arrangmeent#but i ssure did#I DIDNT EVEN GET INTO HOW DEMONS WORK-#wasnt the ask#my brain is an unstoppable train that never lets me rest#writing soem stuff out like that really makes me realize just how MUCH THERE IS#no wonder i got not space left for any actually important information#like i couldnt tell you my phone number i have had for years but i sure could draw an anatomical study of a demon oc lol#this took me an hour to write.#why am i like this
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literally im all yours but youre all mine lets dance together you and i cause im not trapped with you you see youre the one thats trapped with me cause ive been here so many times before dont you think i look pretty curled up on this bathroom floor but where you see weakness i see wit sometimes i fall to pieces just to see what bits of me dont fit. if you even care.
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pls rb!!
#polls#i might do another for my fav lyrics but there’s sO mAny i had to split it up somehow#the amazing devil#joey batey lyrical genius
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in my opinion i think the opla did a very good job of trying to emulate the one piece manga and anime, but there’s a part of the anime that they can’t really convey through the live action. like… i think that the cartooniness of one piece, as well as the occasional emotional moments is what makes one piece one piece, but while the opla was able to get some of it, being a live action, it wasn’t able to convey all of it
it’s still wonderful, and i love it, but i like to compare it to the percy jackson movies. good live actions in their own right (still think opla did it WAY better) but compared to the original, it falls short (percy jackson a lot, opla a tiny bit)
i think the main issue for me is the characterisation. inaki did a very good luffy, but you can clearly see how it’s so inaki luffy instead of luffy luffy. still good, but still different
and i think mackenyu did zoro well, but in my opinion, it doesn’t fit him very well. zoro (while i still love him) isn’t as pretty as mackenyu is. mackenyu is too much of a pretty boy
i actually remember hearing in an interview that mackenyu grew up with anime, and of course one piece. i think he emulates zoro extremely well, and he tries his best to make it anime accurate, but he as a person just doesn't fit perfectly, the vibes are kinda off. still absolutely in love with him though
i think that it shouldn't have skipped so many parts of the original, but of course, it completely makes sense why they did
anyways, like i said, i think that if you don't compare them to each other, it's very good, and i do love how they did it (i'm also so happy that so many people loved the live action that they're actually starting to watch the anime!!)
I just finished episode 3 but i totally agree
My biggest fear when the adaptstion was announced was precisely that, bc one piece is so one of a kind, it can make you smile, it can make you sad, you cry tears of joy and of pain, and the anime takes the time to develope the charecters, the stories and the world, so sometimes the emotions are conveyed in such a subtle but effective way bc they took the time to make sure it did. Not to mention the tone and aesthetic. There's a lot that was gonna be difficult to translate to live action
That said, so far i think they did it great! I think they found a certain balance between the cartoonish and the 'real world' lets call it, and they took advantage very cleverly of cgi and practical effects to achive that too.
I agree the thing that perhaps lacks for me too is the charecters and also the pasing imo. But again, it was impossible to fit the storytelling way of the famously 'too long' anime in a 8 episodes per series format.
I too think Luffy feels the most different, i already talked a bit about that and i think it was just the result of it being a western production plus the complex charecter Luffy is. But Iñaki put so much love into his Luffy, you can feel it, its endearing
I dont have a problem with Mackenyu's Zoro funny enough. Sure, i miss how silly anime Zoro can be (but again, the tone thing) and they tried to make it too purposefully imo. Zoro is not edgy. He is badass and a maniac but he doesnt want to wear only black or cares about pressenting an "attitude". But there's a ray of hope for me (i havent finish the show so it might change my mind), the biggest stupid ass smile when he said he'd cut Helmepo's hair. He can be silly and less serious, so i hope i get to see more of that as he feels more comfortable in the crew.
Nami i like, im waiting for the Arlong park arc to make up my mind bc thats where her true colors shine either way. Really liking her dynamic with Luffy so far tho
Havent seen Sanji yet
And Usopp, i just met him and this might sound mean but this Usopp is too cool. Kinda like what you said for Zoro. I think this Usopp has more confidence in himself than anime/manga Usopp did back then and he is not that much of a coward. The coward part is important bc every time he stood up to fight it meant so much more. But again, is early for me to make up my mind this is just first impressions
But like you said, this is just bc of the comparison, on its own i think they are all doing amazing jobs and, so far for me, the writers managed to pull off something that to me was next to impossible and in a great way too.
Im curious to see how someone that hasnt watched the anime reacts to the mixed tone of live action meets silly cartoonish vibes, i hope its not too of context for a first time watcher
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uhh i may have to organize this or else im gonna ramble lol-
can i have a matchup for hazbin hotel and helluva boss pls :>
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: demisexual/demiromantic
Star sign (if that helps-): Leo
Personality type: INFP
Ambivert
I use emoticons a lot as you'll see :>
Favorite colors: Purple and black especially since they work so well together
Very much a night owl :)
Personality: I'm a kind of a fun and laid back person but I do like do cause chaos every now and then. I tend to hyperfixate a lot on random things that i tend to find. At first im very quiet but can get more chaotic as time goes on. I can tend to get hot headed at times or be somewhat irrational every now and then and it takes time for me to calm down. Other times im very hyper. Also i have a slight caffeine addiction so that might be why :D
Moral alignment: true nuetral
Aesthetic: Dark academia-ish along with some glitch core because i just really like the look of both
Hobbies: I play the violin, read, write, draw, and i love listening to music a lot. Probably one of my favorite things to do honestly. I also love chilling and watching tv and binge watching stuff. I also have a habit of just analyzing shit for the fun of it because why not. I also really like learning about greek mythology and i like a few musicals. I also watch horror quite a bit and mysteries because I just think that they're fun. I'm also learning spanish as of currently-
Pet peeves: people who cant take a hint... like at all, or they take the hint and just dont care. it annoys the shit out of me. also really stuck up people who think theyre better than everyone else, like we get it youre a child who never grew up. move on. mouth noises are also just the most annoying thing ever.
Appearance: tan skin with dark brown eyes and hair. i wear glasses sometimes but dont usually because theyre not fit properly and i keep trying to get them fir but it never works so ive just given up-. honestly i mostly wear softer clothing such as sweatpants, leggings, or sweaters/sweatshirts. but sometimes i wear jeans and actually style myself although i usually just keep it casual.
Hi! Thank you for your patience I am sorry for being so slow to answer to this trade. I was very sick last week.
Without further wait...your Helluva match is...Stolas!
Stolas was a pretty obvious choice for you to be honest. Your interests and aesthetics click and just like you he’s chill but then pulls out the most chaotic actions out of nowhere.
You two met at night at one of those libraries you only see on pinterest. He honestly just came in cuz he was bored and wished to seek a recent human astronomy book. He found you peacefully reading a mythology book in the corner and was gonna leave you alone till he couldn’t help himself but comment on it. You were so laidback and easy going that you two had a nice conversation where he taught you a few things about mythology (given his age and position he does have an interest in those subjects). It was nice and you two decided to do it every month, then every two weeks and you see where it is going. Stolas just likes coming to you to cool off with no repercussions. It’s what made him fall for you. He confessed after inviting you to watch the stars or a movie he thinks you’d like (high chance you already watched it before but shhh). He confess and also tell you real quick about his marriage situation in case you want out.
Stolas is a caring and passionate lover. His love language is mostly affection and quality time but I believe he’ll wait till you’re ready if you catch my drift. He LOVES spoiling you with numerous gifts and dates. He’d be pretty upset (pouty) if he’s not your go to contact when you need help. He wants to be someone you can rely on, a safe space for you just like you are for him. His gifts range from cinema/concert tickets and your favorite snacks (he doesn’t consider any food as a gift) to actual mythological pieces and priceless violons. Sometimes they even come from his personal collection.
Stolas lives for your chaotic moments! He highly encourages them which results in weekly trouble for both of you (you’re always safe dw but he did get you two banned from a few places). When your hot headed side comes out he’s here to calm you down or get angrier on your behalf. There is no in between cuz your couple is pretty much in sinc. It means you either calm the other down or join them.
Despite his extraverted self, Stolas enjoys some home time. Especially with you. He actually purchases a house in the human world and spends most of his time there now. He wants (begs) you to move in with him. This house has a huge library, two studies, a music room and a very much needed coffee corner. Yeah with those machines you see on tiktok with all the material. Stolas isn’t a morning person at all so he needs his daily coffee and only accepts premium quality. He invested in a home cinema and loves binge watching with you. Those are all things he didn’t get to do often so discovering them with you is a priceless experience in his eyes. Horror doesn’t bother him at all and he can show you much better horror tbh. Stolas also likes analyzing things with you (he listens and chimes in) and actually keeps up with your fixations really well. His favorite thing to do at home is to stay glued to your side.
Stolas often drags you to dance with him in the music room. He is attentive to your tastes and shows you his favorite pieces too! In general he is an attentive lover who adapts to your needs without being overbearing. If you accept his flaws your relation will be…stellar.
Your hazbin match is...Husk!
I did hesitate between a few characters (mainly Vaggie) but in the end Husk won. He’s chill but knows how to have fun. And he’s loyal.
You were at the hotel when you got to know Husk. He was being his usual snarky self but after a few nights (and talks) he slowly became friendlier. He even cracked jokes with you! Music definitely got the two of you to bond. You became someone he felt at ease with. The moment Husk considered sharing some of his problems with you he knew he fell, and fell hard. He started being more attentive to your needs and lost in your voice during your conversations. Everyone knew he was in love so one night they somehow managed to leave the two alone for the night. That’s when he confessed, knowing he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
As mentioned beforehand, Husk is a very attentive boyfriend. His love language is mostly acts of service and some quality time. He makes you your favorite drinks and will even learn the ways of a coffee barista for you. He’s proud of the way he makes you smile and feel loved as well as being your shoulder to vent to. Husk knows he has a way with words and people to make them feel at ease, he’d say it’s a positive trait of his that’s why he wants you to be included in it. Plus he gives good advices for someone with so many bad decisions. Husk likes going on weekly dates with you (besides dinner together every night that he cooks) to watch new movies. He’s mostly a domestic guy so going out in public is something he’d only do for you.
Husk calm demeanor is really helpful when you start getting irrational. He always help you keep a head on your shoulders and is the rational voice. Doesn’t mean he won’t encourage you to go ape shit when someone deserves it. While he prefers the calm, Husk still enjoys your occasional chaotic moments. He knows you try to lessen them for him but isn’t fully opposed to them as long as you’re safe. Low chance he’ll join you but some nagging will work. People are surprised that he’s with someone way more energetic than him but he just shoots some lovey dovey comment and they shut it. Angel is probably your biggest cheerleader in the relationship, he gives a lot of (sometimes helpful) advices to Husk.
While your hobbies differ greatly, I can see Husk appreciating them a lot. Especially your artistic side that he fully encouraged. He’s always there when you practice, even when you get frustrated or have an art block. Husk will become your hype man and do his best to motivate you. He probably got the binge watching habit from you much to Alastor dismay and he actually gets into soap operas….it’s funny to watch. Husk likes listening to you analyze or talk about greek mythology. He’s not great at that but tries to participate (he likes listening to your voice).
Husk will lessen his drinking habits with you. He wants to be the best version of himself for you just like you are for him. He’s really trying and it’s commendable. His gambling is another issue and he needs another fixation for him to stop. I guess with you it could become watching tv as it takes up a lot of his time (not saying that in a negative way but you see what I mean). Aesthetically talking, you two also fit together if we judge by clothing type and your personal aesthetic. Overall he might not be the best guy but he’s willing to change for his love.
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wish you were sober (E.M. x Female Reader)
okay so I had this idea. I was very much in a Conan Gray slump for the past month, and I’m so in love with the ‘’Wish you were sober’’ and ‘’Disaster” songs. And idk if it’s just me? But I feel like they kinda go together? So I thought why not make an Eddie Munson fic based on them (Bc holy shit this dude has done something to me). So the “Wish you were sober” lyrics are kind of the Reader’s POV and “Disaster” is in Eddie’s POV? I hope it makes sense. Also pls be kind, english is very much not my first language and I haven’t written anything since my One Directions days (Which, those days are still not over let me tell you that). Also I hate dialogue?? So minimal dialogue for this one idk?? I’m thinking of making this into a series if people like it enough?? Like with a big time jump idk? I have a lot of ideas. But yeah, hope you enjoy ♡
warnings: alcohol, weed, two fools in love, very much angst??, not very happy ending, implied smut?? like mentions of it idk if heavy makeouts are smut??, unrequited love or so they think??, swearing, use of (y/n), idk if i missed any pls do tell me if i did, also me being an american but havent been there since i was born so i dont really know how america works so if anything is weird again pls do tell me, also idk when to fit this in the timeline of stranger things?? nobody really mentions vecna and everybody is happy and eddie is alive (if i go on with this series then this is fit like in their last year of high school i guess?? we’ll see)
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summary: You and Eddie Munson have a not so formal agreement. At the end of the night of every party, when alcohol doesn’t really do anything for any of you anymore - You switch it out for each other’s lips. But what happens when you’re a little bit greedy, and still want even more?
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It was the first big party of the fall. The Halloween party, nonetheless. Pre-Eddie entering your life, Halloween was the only party you ever went to all year. Post-Eddie it was any and every party you could find, at least the ones you knew would be attended by the pretty, long haired boy. Sometimes you liked to imagine he felt the same.
“this party’s shit, wish we could dip. could anywhere but here.”
‘’So, what are you supposed to be dressed as?’’ You drank the rest of your drink before hopping off the counter, giving Steve a twirl and showing off your very homemade witch costume. You’d have actually prefered to sit down, plan out your whole costume and find every piece so it would have looked perfect for the night. But between classes, your job and finding a very limited time to see family and friends, the season changing from summer into autumn hadn’t occurred to you. So here you were, in a little black dress with a witch hat you had bought for your first ever real Halloween party a couple of years back and some old jewelry sown lazily onto your dress. ‘’Well Steve Harrington, I am the wicked witch of Hawkins. Can’t you tell?’’ You said with a bow. Steve just chuckled and filled up his glass with cheap looking liqueur.
“nineteen, but you act twentyfive now. knees weak, but you talk really fly, wow.”
‘’He’s here, you know?’’ Steve asked while throwing a ping pong ball that landed perfectly in your beer. You just shrugged while you downed the beer, trying to look clueless as to what he was saying ‘’He asked about you when he arrived,’’ Steve continued while you tried aiming for just one of the 5 still perfectly lined up glasses in front of him, but missing yet again. You didn’t actually know how Steve persuaded you to play beer pong, knowing how bad you were. Maybe some liquid courage for the night ahead?
“ripped jeans and a cup that you just downed, take me where the music ain’t too loud.”
You didn’t know when or how you ended up on the sofa, surrounded by Steve, Robin, Nancy and Jonathan. Also it just didn’t really matter at this point, your only point of focus being Eddie, dressed as the devil (no surprise there, right?) talking to that pretty blonde. You know the kind of pretty blonde that actually had planned her costume. The one who actually took her friends out, found a costume (a whole costume, not just a random, forgotten dress on the floor of her closet). The kind of blonde Eddie would be proud to show around in town, not someone who only got to taste his lips when he had one too many beers. ‘’Earth to (Y/N)?’’ Jonathan said, waving his hand in front of your face. Steve looked at you with pity in his eyes, being the only one actually knowing who occupied your mind. ‘’Mmm?’’ You said, still looking at the scene in front of you, afraid that you might miss something if you looked away, even for a second. ‘’So, truth or dare? What is it going to be?’’ Robin laughed. You weren’t entirely sure you had ever agreed to the game, alcohol clouding your thoughts, but you had nothing else to do, right? ‘’I guess.. Dare?’’ You said with a sheepish smile, regretting it only mere seconds later. Not only because you were now sitting comfortably on the sofa, squished between Nancy and the coushions, kinda acting like a weighted blanket. Not only because Robin wore a devilish smile while she whispered something in Steve’s ear. No, also because your friends had seen you literally kill the pretty blonde in front of Eddie, with your eyes and that gave Robin a very good idea.
“save me ‘til the party is over. kiss me in the seat of your Rover. real sweet but i wish you were sober.”
It was the first Halloween you attended with the intent of actually partying. The other years where Steve had thrown his big Halloween parties and invited you, you were always sitting on the sofa, soda in hand while being the designated driver. You didn’t mind, alcohol or parties weren’t your thing up until that day (You know the day every teen gets? When they realize that life is just rushing by and they won’t have any fun stories to tell before they’re out of high school? Or was that just you?) Nevertheless, here you were at your first real (well, first real for you) Halloween party. The drinks were flowing (That was also the night you realized you were very much a light weight) Bodies dancing everywhere. You just needed a second for yourself, just to sit on the toilet to gather yourself. ‘’Hoooly shit, I’m drunk’’ You giggled to yourself. You stood up, ready to wash your hands but got a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. ‘’I looked so pretty when I got here, and now look at me’’ You pouted at yourself in the mirror. ‘’Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize anyone was in here’’ A voice said behind you, but you were all too occupied with your mascara to care ‘’No no, it’s fine. Come in. I don’t mind’’ You hiccuped, trying very hard not to poke your eye out with your mascara wand. ‘’I’m not really sure we’re that close yet, that I would feel comfortable using the toilet in front of you, pretty girl’’ You could see Eddie Munson coming up behind your back in the mirror. It was not that you didn’t know Eddie, your friends were his friends. It was just that he once let it slip to Steve that you were oh so hot, but how he wished you weren’t so boring. He wasn’t wrong, about the last part anyway. But there was one thing you and Eddie had in common, you just didn’t really care what others thought. So even though you had found Eddie pretty, fucking attractive, it didn’t stick with you that he thought you were boring. ‘’A penny for your thoughts?’’ He asked behind you. Guess you had a habit of zoning out a little bit too much. ‘’I’ll get out of your way, sorry.’’ You said, trying to grab the handle, but falling over your own heels. Eddie was quick to grab you, sit you on the toilet, pour out his beer from his cup and hand you the glass back with water.
And that's how the ‘’tradition’’ started. Nothing major happened that night. You were too drunk, and Eddie was a gentleman. You just sat in his van, talked about life, got a much needed (also a little bit too late) apology for his comment to Steve. Ever since then, the parties always ended up in his van. It didn’t take long until the passenger seat got abandoned for Eddie’s lap and curfew got dragged longer and longer into the night. But that was all that it was. Stolen glances at parties, long makeout sessions leading to always just a little bit more. And at first, that was fine. You weren’t really looking for anything other than a little attention. But as you got to know Eddie more, nothing was enough. Eddie, who had started carrying around a blanket in the van, just so you could snuggle under it when you got a bit too drunk and just wanted to talk. Eddie, who remembered that your favorite smell was vanilla (Also it was hard for him to forget, you basically bathed in your vanilla perfume every time you went to a party because one time, he said that you smelled really good) went out and bought a Wunderbaum so his car would smell like vanilla for you. Eddie, whose lips were just a little too soft to forget.
Anyway, that was only in the confinement of his van. At school things didn’t change, sure he would smile at you a little more, talk to you a little longer but until that alcohol hit Eddie’s lips, you felt like you didn’t really matter in his world.
“pullin me close, begging me, ‘’stay over’’, but i’m over this roller coaster.”
‘’I dare you, to steal away.. One Mr. Eddie Munson’’ Robin said, with a proud smirk. You looked at Steve, hoping he would help, but all he could do was shrug ‘’Those are the rules, girly’’. Sure Eddie would go with you, having downed about 10 beers and had 2 joints.. Or at least you hoped so. But as you looked over, once again, the pretty blonde had her arms around his waist and Eddie was biting his lips looking down at her. You looked at Robin, one more time, hoping she would give you another dare, but she just slumped back on the sofa, smiling. You stood up, knees wobbly, straightening out your dress while trying to come up with enough courage to walk over there. You poked Robin’s cheek on your way out to the make-shift dance floor. You could feel all eyes on you, not just your friends, but also the people surrounding you. Honestly, at this point you wished the floor would swallow you whole. And then you came face to face with… Eddie’s back. You still weren’t sure what to do, how to get his attention.
‘’Hey pretty boy, I missed you. Meet me in your van in 10 minutes’’ You whispered in his ear. You were honestly disgusted with yourself. Why would you say something like that? When have you ever said something like that? Why the hell would you call him a pretty boy? You never called Eddie pretty boy? Also, at this point you were pretty tired of whatever this thing between you two was. How would the boy ever know about your feelings, when you said stuff like that? You cringed, and started walking out. Steve and Robin threw their hands up ‘’What the hell was that?’’ Steve asked. You just smiled and skipped out of the door. It was only when Eddie excused himself from the blonde and raced out of the door that Steve and Robin looked at each other, laughed and felt a little proud of their friend's achievement.
“i’mma crawl out the window now. getting good at saying ‘’gotta bounce’’. honestly you always let me down. and i know we’re not just hanging out.’’
‘’Eddie.. Eddie, stop’’ As soon as Eddie got in the wan, he was pulling you on his lap, attacking your mouth with kisses ‘’What, pretty girl, isn’t this what you wanted?’’ He said, mocking you. I mean this was kind of what you wanted. Why you came. Only this wasn’t all you wanted, you wanted to arrive at the party with Eddie, not just leave. You wanted to plan cheesy couples costumes, not just arrive and accidentally match (Which this year, you didn’t. So.) You wanted to dance, kiss, and talk all night. Not just when you were in his van or when the party got too boring. ‘’A penny for your thoughts?’’ He asked, just the same way he did at that first Halloween party. You licked your lips, you knew what you wanted to say. You knew what you wanted. You also just didn’t want to lose this. Whatever this was. Because holy fucking shit, had Eddie swept you right off your feet and started your new adventure as a young adult. He cocked his head, while still wearing that smile you just wanted to kiss stupid. But this was the time you needed to stand your ground. When you had mentioned to Steve briefly that you weren’t in the most ideal situation with Eddie, he had tried to coach you in the way of admitting your feelings, in his words ‘’You don’t have anything to lose. So what if he doesn’t feel the same? You’ll stop wasting your time and find someone more deserving.’’ But what Steve didn’t understand, and what you didn’t feel like you could tell him was, that Eddie didn’t feel like a waste of time. No matter what this was, this thing going on between you two, didn’t feel like a waste of time at all. Eddie listened to you, understood you, made you laugh at any given chance.
‘’Hey, you with me, baby?’’ Eddie started to grow concerned. You were just sitting on his lap, looking kind of hazed out while biting your lips. ‘’Y-Yeah. Just thinking’’ You said while playing with his hair, a nervous habit you had formed a while ago, which actually benefited both. ‘’Mmmh, about?’’ Eddie asked, while slowly starting to kiss down your neck. It took everything in you to not just shut off your thoughts and give all of you to that beautiful, doe eyed boy in front of you. ‘’Us’’ you said, almost a whisper. This made Eddie stop his actions, swinging his head back up to face you, while his grip around your thighs tightened. He almost looked like a man in love, you let yourself think for only just a second. There was an awkward silence after that. You weren’t sure if Eddie was waiting for you to proceed or if he had to gather up any confidence to say that there simply wasn’t an ‘’Us’’. There was you, and him and sometimes you and him just happened to cross paths. But there wasn't an ‘’Us’’.
‘’Yeah, and what do you think about, when you’re thinking about us?’’ He tried getting you to proceed. His tone didn’t give anything away. ‘’It’s just.. I’m just.. It’s..’’ You said, biting your lips. Come on. This isn’t so hard. You’ve told him about some of your hardest times, some of your darkest secrets and he didn’t judge you one ounce. Why was it so hard to get it out? ‘’I’m not sure I can do this anymore’’ You settled on saying that, still not giving yourself away. You started fiddling with his jacket. Not daring to look into his eyes ‘’Oh.. Okay. May I ask why?’’ He took your fingers, started to toy with them. This was his new nervous habit. Again, beneficial for both. ‘’I just.. I’m not sure this is enough for me anymore? Y’know? I don’t know if I can keep on pretending that this is good enough for me anymore.’’ You said, without thinking twice. The only thing you were trying to do, is to shield yourself and your feelings against Eddie. You didn’t wanna drop the L-bomb for him to not feel the same (Oh, not the love-bomb by the way. You may be head over heels for this boy, but you’re not quite sure that a few drunken kisses can lead to love.)
‘’ ‘Cause the potential of us, it was keepin me up all night long’’
While the turmoil was still going on inside your head, Eddie was beginning his own war in his mind. What you said, to shield yourself, twisted itself in Eddie's head. What he heard was that he wasn’t enough for you anymore, that he wasn’t enough.
While Eddie didn’t plan on this to be an occurrence as often as it had been, he didn’t mind it. At first you were just the hot girl who could make him forget about his own misery once or twice a month. Eddie swore that at first he only needed company, no matter what or who that company was. It didn’t hurt that it was you, a sight for sore eyes. It made it even easier to forget his own life. But then those stolen, drunken kisses turned into Eddie swapping his beer for water, only for him to remember everything you said the next day, for not forgetting how you smelled so beautifully of vanilla, for remembering every tiny detail about you and lasty, just so he could see your drunken little dance as you walked up to your front door after he’d driven you home. He couldn’t exactly pin-point when he realized that this was no longer just a distraction. That this was actually the best part of the parties. That whenever he knew you were in the same space as him, he couldn’t stop looking to meet your beautiful eyes.
“this could be a disaster, there’s so many factors. Like, what if you freak out and then we’re losin it all. At the critical chapter where I say I love you, and you don’t say it after”
‘’I’ll just drive you home’’ That was it. That was the best reply Eddie could muster up. He wanted an explanation, he knew he should have asked. He knew, deep down, that he must have misunderstood. But that little part of him, the little part telling him that he, Eddie Munson, was not worthy of love from such a beautiful, charismatic, clever young lady like yourself, won yet again. ‘’No, Eddie, it's fine. I’ll just get Steve to drive me home. You just go back to the party and we’ll just pretend this didn’t happen. Honestly it’s fine. Like I saw how much fun you had with that blonde girl, what is her name again? Oh it’s Amelia right? Yeah, Amelia. She is fun. And pretty. And well put together I really liked her costume. And also I forgot to tell you that I liked yours. Like those small devil horns? TO DIE FOR. Yeah, so I mean I guess I’ll just leave your car and then I’ll get Steve to drive me home, and then we’ll just see each other monday like nothing happened, right?’’ Another thing Eddie adored, your rambling. Whenever he’d push your boundaries, just a little, you’d just start telling him about your day. How Dustin had made a fool of himself in the cafeteria, spilling spaghetti sauce all over his white tee, because he was too caught up in telling a story. About how Robin made it a competition to see how many times she could make Steve fall in one shift at Family Video. But not this time. No. Because this time may very well be the last time he will ever hear you rambling, to him at least. This time you were all wrong. Letting your insecurities shine through, ones he himself had added to before he got to know you. And Eddie still cursed himself out for it, everytime he thought of it.
Yes, you did see him with Amelia. What you didn’t see was that he could not stop looking at you, behind her. Looking at how you looked so damn cute when you zoned out from time to time, how your smile grew wider and wider with every sip of your cup, and although Eddie would never really admit this to you - Or even himself. He kind of liked how you didn’t really look all that amused by Amelia. He let himself believe that you were jealous, that you felt like Eddie belonged to you. Because in all honesty, he did. Every fiber of his being belonged to you. You just had to ask, and he would happily, never ever look at another girl again.
‘’but if i’m reading it wrong, man, it’d be better off if i died, oh’’
‘’Yeah, no. It’s fine. I’m getting tired. I’ll drive you home. I was planning on it, so it’s no hassle.’’ Why couldn’t he at least try to ask? Ask what you meant? Ask what you wanted? Also, why couldn’t he look away from your damn cherry colored lips? So plump, so delicious. But now in a very obvious pout. ‘’Y’know’’ Eddie said, starting the car. ‘’I like your costume too. It’s really pretty.. Your real pretty. You’re always really, fucking pretty.’’ At least that's something right? Kind of gentleman-like? Not a full on, love confession. But something. Maybe it’ll change your mind? Maybe you’ll lean over the console, giving him a kiss that he sought after, ever since you broke off the last one. Maybe you’ll realize he looks at you everyday, thinks of you everyday, daydreams about you everyday. ‘’Thanks Eddie.’’ You say. Not looking at him. Not leaning over the console. So you didn’t understand, and what’s even worse is that you didn’t even believe him. He could hear it in your tone. He knew you, goddammit.
‘’So..’’
‘’I just think’’
You started talking at the same time. Finally. Finally. You smile. At him, nonetheless. ‘’It’s fine, you go first, baby’’ It was a habit. He couldn’t just be expected to stop a habit, albeit he didn’t want to. Not really. ‘’I just think it’s better this way, you know? Like I like you. Very fucking much. Not like, like you? I like kissing you? Is that weird to say? Well I do. And I like hanging out with you, you’re like my party-best friend? Y’know? Like a work-husband? But switch it out with ‘’party’’. Party husband.. No, no. Party best friend? Party, very good looking, very good kisser best friend? That makes sense, yeah,’’ You were so proud of yourself, Eddie couldn’t stop smiling. He knew what was to come, but you were so cute, his smile wouldn’t falter. ‘’Anyhooow. It’s better this way. None of us caught feelings, right? And I’m going off to college, right? So like, we don’t have to do the whole shabang with crying and missing each other. Like we’ll just stop it here. One last kiss at Halloween. Very good. I like that.’’ None of us caught feelings. None of us caught feelings. None. Of. Us. Caught. Feelings.Your sentence kept replaying in Eddie’s head. He didn’t even know what to say anymore. ‘’Yeah, no. Yeah. You’re right. It’s silly. You’re going off to college, and me. I’m.. Y’know. I’ll figure stuff out probably. Yeah, no. Good that we didn’t catch any of those mean things called feelings, right?’’ He said, laughing, hand tight on his neck.
The rest of the car ride was silent. There wasn’t anything left to say. A daydream. It was all that it was. You coming out of your cocoon, a beautiful butterfly ready to fly off to college. And Eddie. Eddie was still just that. Eddie. Not good enough for you, Eddie. Not brave enough to tell you how he felt, Eddie. Not your boyfriend, not your hero, Eddie.
And while he watched you dance up to your front door one last time, while he fell in his oh so empty bed, Eddie couldn’t do anything. Not cry. Not laugh. Nothing. Because he screwed it up. He really screwed it up this time.
‘’maybe i’m mistaken. you’re not mine for takin. maybe i’m mistaken. maybe i just made it up, messed it up.’’
so idk i kind of hate this one??? i started writing this in like??? july?? but i have an idea of like multiple chapters?? like throughout their life?? idk the next one is going to be set in college. and i also wanna elaborate more on how eddie fell for the reader. also the whole toilet scene?? where reader is sad about her makeup?? yeah that was very much inspired by myself. only i didn’t have eddie munson coming in. also all my inspirations come from song lyrics?? so i think songs will be a big part of this world im trying to create?? and yeah most of them will be modern:/ im sorry:/ but yeah. let me know what u think. pls be kind. kisses and hugs to all you lovies ♡
EDIT: i privated this for a long time?? so if you’ve already red it thats why. i put it up again BECAUSE IM WRITING A NEW FIC RIGHT NOW and idk so here it is again
#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson x afab reader#stranger things x reader#eddie munson angst#eddie munson x reader angst#eddie munson fan fic
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ahoy there 👋 i just remembered a horrible conversation i had recently in which little old me brought up joey batey because i love him and EVERYBODY ELSE immediately proceeded to google him and then bash him for being a basic white man 😭 AND SOMEONE THOUGHT HE WAS DANIEL RADCLIFFE 😭 and they all said they thought i would have better taste because i was TOO WEIRD FOR HIM (weird being a good thing) 😭😭😭 let me tell you, could a BASIC man say cause ive been here so many times before dont you think i look pretty curled up on this bathroom floor where you see weakness i see wit sometimes i fall to pieces just to see what bits of me dont fit and when i stand those folks will run and tell the tales of what ive become theyll speak of me in whispered tongues and say my name like it shakes their bones ???? NO A BASIC MAN COULD NOT!
Bestie this literally broke my dear heart this morning (haha, my puns strike again). I was literally putting my cloak on and brushing my teeth as I was getting ready for the tavern and mountaineering today, and in my free hand I was reading this and I swear to the gods above in the mirror I could see my face twisting in absolute, "What the fuck?? How can people be so mean???" like no wonder the poor blorbo dude swears off social media
Dude's a wise old soul, and I'd 10/10 dedicate a season up in the mountains meditating and learning whatever knowledge he could pass down to me
What they're doing is like referencing a deity character from mythology and calling them "basic" lmao
Joey is not in the same category as those basic bro dudes you meet at a pub who are like, "Oh, yeah, I'm a musician; I play the guitar and stuff *hair flip* — Music just speaks to my ✨soul✨" and then when you follow them back to their apartment they just strum the same three Nirvana chords over and over again and think that counts as serenading or something, like a sad little Emperor Penguin with no song to woo you over with for the upcoming hatchling season
Am I speaking from experience? No. Well. Maybe. Yes. A little. Doesn't matter, POINT IS: Joey saw the bar for men, looked at it, and said, "Is anyone gonna raise that a little higher, for heaven's sake?" and did not wait for an answer, and now that bar is literally so wedged up into the sky high above I just cringe at every Kyle I come across upon my many, many ventures into the world of courting men
Anywho... Dedicated bodyguard rant aside, Daniel Radcliffe himself ain't even a basic dude lmao
They're really gonna watch this video and call the man, the myth, the legend himself basic
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I swear to the gods above; boys with dark hair and blue/green eyes are on a different level, ie. Jaskier, Joey, Daniel, Percy Jackson etc
Also bestie I sure hope they weren’t your friends! If so, they suck — join your local DND club and make better friends <3
#will I defend him to the death?#I’m small and driven by ADHD and parentless in this world with nothing left to lose and a passion to spite the heavens above#so… yes#xoxo gossip guy
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last one for now, and the one I wrote the lastest
oh yeah, and preferably read all of these in date of release, or, some sort of chronological order and stuff
this is vent writing, not saying I wrote it badly
just saying
if you need to stop reading, please do
I don't care if it feels good to be in momentary agony, I know well enough that you shouldnt do that
take care of yourself
and anyhow
[Your synapses eventually learn that the person you morn, and the suffering they caused are the exact one and the same]
Sometimes, I'll be honest, I won't see some of my memories in a proper light as most people do
strangely they don't feel like myself, and, that might be for most people
but I don't think it should
sometimes I see myself as more of a copy of myself split and reconstructed in a sort of flawed manner, with bits and pieces still missing, i guess
I've healed from what happened, but I didnt heal properly
there's bits of me missing, side effects I can't lose
even if I healed from the events, the lasting scars are still there to affect me
developing dissociation has gained me the curse of episodic long bits of apathy, not really able to feel anything, and to be honest I hate it, plays into another bit of myself, in desperate hope to feel something I'll replay old memories, good, bad, anything to make me feel something at least, self destruct till I can finally feel something, anything, debilitating or not, all just for the ability to feel, the ability to be human, as with the inability to feel properly, I see myself as anything but.
just because I've healed doesnt mean I can't be wounded, and what's worse is that these are healed wounds, wounds woven into features, parts of myself that I can't just simply grind and slate out of myself.
a self protective mindset, episodic bits of depressive apathy, not seeing myself as properly human sometimes, it all hurts like hell when alone especially
I still retain bad habits fueled because of my own action, sure, you could say I finally grew a spine with blocking people, but partially I don't really see it as much like that, whenever someone I don't have a personal bond with falls out of my personal boundary, I cut them off, no thought to it, and, whilst that isnt as bad, its impulsive, very impulsive, if a person would ever challenge my emotional compass, my first instinct, not to talk about anything, discuss, no, my only way I see fit, eliminate them from my life
and fairly, I don't think it's as much of a good thing as it could
I feel bad that I've healed this much, I'll be honest, but mainly that's because of my strange relationship with the memories of them. I refuse to forget, the memories are the last fucking thing I have of them man. and I know, very much, I shouldn't do that, its hard not to though. I still, after all this time, dont really want to lose them, I dont want to lose the suffering they caused me, because now? that suffering IS them. they now, and furthermore will almost always be the suffering they caused, because their memories, and my turmoil, are the only last fragments of them.
so for a helpless kid that gave so much to hang out, and be with them
I can't let go of the suffering they caused
I cant let go of them
or at least I don't want to
but funny, yknow
even their memory is fading away from me now
you can't exactly block and cut off a memory when you think it's fading from you, can you?
not effectively, of course, at least
worst part of this, is that they have basically become and melded with inner turmoil in general
of course I like to cause internal suffering
it helps me feel human
and it reminds me of them
not directly
but when you've suffered so much, clawed out enough nerves because of a person
your synapses eventually learn that the person you morn, and the suffering they caused are the exact one and the same
I've healed, of course
improperly, and deformed
not burdened by the memories, but still limping
I didnt heal properly
there was no cast, no crutch
I healed myself
I healed wrong
and I would rather not even have healed at all
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Hello you mrs. early bird on a Saturday morning lefty eyebag 😌
Yeah, and right now it's bothering my left eye. It feels out of place. I may just use the contacts when I go out. My glasses are always the thick square full frame. It fits my face better. But I think I chose the wrong glasses yesterday and now it's too late to change it 🙃 do you like the ones with the things in the middle of the glasses? Those thingies that go on the bridge of your nose. They always leave dents on mine when I had it. By the way, my glasses broke cause I keep stepping on them or it keeps falling off my table. So it probably got mad at me and had enough lol
I guess I was mistaken. I swear I saw that I could put a picture. Maybe I will come off of anon in the new year. But I like the mystery hahaha
Ooh thats good, so after you're done with your Nat fic, you gonna take a break?
That's good planning. Is this the first time your daughter will be flying? I love really early flights or late at night flights. I like looking at the lights when it is still dark.
Bacon jam sounds good. So that reminds me, have you heard of Texas De Brazil? Not sure if they have one there, but it's a steakhouse where the waiters go around carrying the meat and they cut you a piece of each meat. I think you'd like it! I'm planning on going at the end of the year because it needs reservations.
Oh wow that's a long time! Congratulations to you both! How'd you guys meet?
Yeah, but I think I'm like Ace? I'm not sure, but when I keep reading fics of Yelena, I feel like I am like her.
Ooh does that mean you're going to do a face reveal?? :O!!
What are your plans for today?
-CuriousGeorge
hi hi..
I was forced to be an early bird today. Em woke up at like 6.45. lol.
ah i see.. yeah, if u r not comfortable then dont wear it. sometimes my eyes got irritation when I wear contacts. thats why i dont like it. ooh i have a funny yet scary story. One time i was at the mall, n that day i was wearing contacts. u know when u wear contact inside out somehow it doesnt stick to our eyes n always move around or something. So that day i just went to the bathroom and when i was done i was ready to go back to the mall. n in 1 blink one of my eyes suddenly turn blurry.. so 1 eye could see okay, the other blur. I was like "what the hell is going on?!" so i thought my contacts fall off my eyes, i tried to search it while 1 of my hands cover the blurry eye so i can see better. i was looking for the contacts on the floor n everywhere around the sink n stuff for a while. (plus of course that day i was wearing the clear contacts so it's harder to find) n then i gave up n was gonna take off the other contacts n just walk blind at the mall n go home. after i took the other one off, i feel the other eye feels like a dust got into my eyes or something. n i check my eye, i pull the eyelid up, n guess what? the contact that i thought was gone, actually folded in half n went to the back of my eye!
I was freaking out. then i massage my eye gently n thank god, i could pull that contact out of my eye! since then i didnt want to wear contacts for a while. lol.
oh nooo why did u think that u picked the wrong glasses? i'm sorry!:(
Yeah i dont like that middle thing because when i pull up my glasses to my head for a bit n when i pull it backdown, my hair always got stuck in it. lol. i like the one thats blend in with the frame so there is no space for my hair to get stuck in it. if you know what i meant?
haha oh dear.. no wonder ur glasses broke. if i was ur glasses i would bite ur ankle when ever u step on me before i got broken. lol.
funny thing is, in indonesia, u dont need eye doctor prescription to get glasses and it's so much cheaper over there. so everytime i go back to indonesia, i always got a few pairs n bring them here. so i always have like 3 or 4 pairs that i can always change it n match it with my clothes. lol. sadly it has been a while since i went back there, n the ones i have broke one by one. n now i'm down to 2 pairs n i dont like the other one. so i actualy have 1 now. lol.
did u get ur glasses with transition lense? the ones that can get dark once u go out on a shinny day or day time and turns back to normal when u go back in the room or when it gets darker around. I had all mine with those lense (except one, thats the one that i dont like n never wear plus the frame was too big n touch my cheeks when i wear it n it's uncomfortable)
n that glasses that i dont like was actually the one my ex gf suggest me to get. I said yeah just because she thinks it looks good on me. lol
hahah it's okay, u dont have to come off anon that soon if u dont feel like it. we can keep the mystery around, n it will be fun. haha but if u want to come off anon i dont mind either. like i said whatever u r comfortable with. :)
not like a total break, maybe i would write a bit but wont force it that i have to write. if i hv the chance to write on my vacation, after the dark fic, i would keep my promise n write the last chapter of Lost In Assistance. People have been asking about it n it's not fair to make them wait for too long. i feel bad for it. :(
well, if i can finish writing the dark one before my vcation, i'll just post the parts that ready. I can make the part 3 done anyway.. :D
no, it's not her first time flying. she has been flying a few times. she just got her own small luggage. it's part of our new 4pcs luggages we bought. i think it's smaller than 18inch or something. so she can pull it around n put her snackies n toys in it.
I like early in the morning even though i hate waking up early but if u fly in the morning then u still have time left when u got to the destination. i like either early morning or late at night because the airport we'll be less busy, less people so it will make me less anxious. it always gets me anxious when i'm in the middle of busy crowd, especially if it's noisy. but yeah, i got panic when there are too many people around me, i feel claustrophobic n then i feel like being watched or judge by some people or something. haha.
the aiirport here n california r so different. the last time i went there i got irritated because it's too crowded. especially after living here in oklahoma the state n city that's wayyyy smaller n not crowded, so when u r back to the busy state u feel it more, u know.
oh yeah i think i've heard that. i saw a place like that last month it's a brazillian bbq place but im not sure it's the same name with the one u mentioned or not. i want to go there on my birthday. I loooooove brazillian bbq. especially the pincanha meat. it's the best!
haha yeah it's a long time. we met online, through a dating website. lol.
what's an Ace? i see that a lot but i dont understand what it means.
so anyway, u still cant recall wht type of girls u like?
so far i dont hv any plans today. i just want to write but it's so hard when u hv kid.whats urs? u dont work today, right? maybe if i have time i will make the story cover for this dark fic so it will be ready when the fic is ready.
next question?
Cheerio!
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I see your old witch sleep and good man grace as hero/villain/fuckin/whatever stories and raise you
healing from trauma and setting boundaries story
#i mean?!?!?!??#sometimes i fall to pieces to see what bits of me dont fit!?!?!?#youre the one whos trapped with me!?!!?!??#it starts off so slow and mild and sumbitting#and then you get the 'i cant do this' bit#and the fucking ANGER#GOD the RIGHTEOUS FUCKING ANGER#and the 'oh sleep now she pleads' of someonw begging you to stay small and manipulated and usable#AND LETS BURY THIS#not only is it hot but its putting your foot down and saying youre done#'cause when i stand all these folks will run'#EXCUSE ME#FUCK#'you are in the earth of me' aka you and the hurt you caused is a part of who i am now#then 'my heads not yours its mine and ill take my fucking time'#aka you may have fucked me up but you dont own me and ill be my own person to fucking spite you#JUST FUCK
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🦈Kirishima HC’s🦈
Absolutely no one asked for this i just like him a lot
He’s an adult in all of these. 20s-30s at least. Some NSFW because I’m a big perv. Minors do not interact. Shoo.
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General:
He is in the dictionary under Himbo, right next to Kronk.
Works part-time as a fitness instructor before making a name for himself as a pro hero. Most of his clients are middle-aged women, because he makes people feel safe. Before long, word gets around and he amasses this like. Loyal army of jacked housewives and older ladies who are his biggest possible fans. They mother-hen him like crazy.
Has a large and complicated extended family. Lots of cousins. You will never learn all their names, don’t even try. I have no idea if his parents have canon occupations but no matter what Horikoshi says, they actually own a mountain onsen. Kirishima went to the city by himself to go to middle/high school, his family is all off in the country somewhere and he gets homesick a lot but never admits it. He’s broke for a long time even after making it as a pro hero, because he sends most of his money back home.
He’s a dog dad. You cannot, WILL not convince me otherwise. Big dogs. Small dogs. Fancy dogs. Ugly dogs. He has a whole pack. He calls them all baby, sweetie, pupper, the worst and most embarrassing baby talk. Tells them about his day. All of his furniture is wrecked. He’s an active member in online dog groups, where he is careful to use a pseudonym and never show his face, but eventually people are going to figure out that Red Riot’s dogs look an awful lot like this one user’s....
He’s in a casual taiko group, always on the o-daiko. Loves participating in festivals and parades. He has never, ever, not once, worn a shirt while drumming. Probably has been gifted at least one antique taiko drum for his hero work, and he keeps it in his house but is too afraid to play it because it’s scary valuable “uhh it’s definitely haunted”
Regularly goes out drinking. Socially and responsibly, like clockwork, always with the same people. He’s a goddamned lightweight, and no one understands why. Will mope if he has to miss a night out at the izakaya.
So he’s clean, but sloppy. House looks like a tornado ripped through it, and nothing he owns matches. Not a single thing. I mentioned the dogs.
Will absolutely use “manly” as a replacement for “awesome,” and will constantly tell you how manly you are. Your actual gender is a non-issue. If you hang out with him for more than five minutes you’re manly as hell now.
He cries a lot? Sometimes it’s for show but he gets genuinely misty-eyed over the dumbest things. Do NOT show him pictures of puppies.
He’s good at braiding hair. His or yours. When his hair isn’t hardened, he likes doing all kinds of wacky stuff with it. He usually keeps it long enough for braids, ponies, buns, quirk-assisted faux-hawks, whatever. Mina has given him many bad ideas. He will definitely steal your hair bands and accessories, if you use them.
His fridge is just like, meat and beer. He will, if forced, consume perhaps one single vegetable. Unfortunately, his B.O. reflects this. God bless him - he showers and bathes daily, because he works out a lot and is just generally hygienic. But don’t ever touch his socks barehanded.
He wears the cheapest, most predictable cologne you can imagine, the kind that comes in an aerosol can and punches a hole in the ozone every time he sprays his pits. It smells stupidly good on him. How. so fucking manly. you kind of hate him for getting away with it.
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And now, the 🌶 Spicy Ones 🌶
Does not date or hook up much; wants a serious relationship.
Has a tough time getting dates, weirdly. He’s still secretly insecure, but mostly he’s got rocks for brains and never knows how to flirt. He ends up friendzoning most of the people interested in him, because he is, in fact, a little too chivalrous for his own good and can never make the first move. He’s an emotional open book, but clueless romantically. I recommend being extremely straightforward. Draw him a map if you have to.
Is afraid to kiss you too deeply because of the teeth. Will take a lot of gentle encouragement to get him comfortable, but once he knows you’re safe, he’s going to be kissing you all the time. Like, too much. People are gawking, Kiri, for God’s sake.
He radiates massive doses of husband/dad energy. Will immediately marry the hell out of you. If you are capable of and willing to have his children, you are going to get extremely pregnant. Very quickly. Not necessarily a breeding kink (though why not), he just really wants to start a family with you.
He’s Big. Just huge. Tall and broad, and also... his dick is a summit and you will need to prepare for the climb. He’s had problems in the past because no, not everybody wants ALL THAT inside them. That said, if you can handle it? Woof.
Hard as a rock is No Joke with this man. Can and WILL use his quirk on his dick. If you don’t think that’s the first thing he mastered as a teenager I dont know what to tell you. Ever used a glass dildo? Well buckle up cuz it’s like if a massive glass dildo whispered sweet nothings in your ear and held you close in big strong arms and fucked you till you cried. It’s a sometimes thing. Otherwise you’d simply pass away.
He loves your brains. Your smarts and wit are a huge turn on, and he gets a boner when you use a word he doesn’t know. He also loves fucking your brains completely out, so that you cant use any words at all.
He’s a devout church-going body-worshipper. He’s so jacked that’s it’s constantly intimidating, like, how dare you stand next to this chiseled statue of a man?! but whether you love power-lifting with him or would rather die than exercise, he’s gonna treat you like the prettiest fucking piece of cake on planet earth.
Size kink ahoy; he gets his big grabby mitts on you... and you psychologically lose three feet. Doesn’t matter how tall or small or fat or thin you are, you are getting groped, squeezed, and manhandled. You didn’t even know it was possible to get thrown around like that; always onto something soft.
Not dominant. Not unless you ask very, very nicely. had a brief pushy phase at the peak of his teenage manliness obsession, unconsciously trying to be more like Bakugou, but he quickly realized controlling people wasn’t really him. It certainly isn’t very manly. Doesn’t want any toxic masculinity in his love life, even as roleplay.
That said, he can and will be a soft dom, if that’s what you want. After some practice, he’d get pretty good at it too. But his natural sexual groove is goofy, a bit awkward. Usually finds a non-sexual excuse to touch you at first; prepare to get tickled a lot. If you sit in his lap it’s all over.
If you get dominant with him, even a little, he’s gonna turn to putty in your hands. Go ahead and boss that big dumb puppy around. Nothing turns him on like seeing you get exactly what you want.
You’ll have morning wood pressed up against your ass. Every damn day. He might hump and grope you in his sleep, moaning a little. Usually it just wears off. If you wake him up to fuck, he’ll have no idea what’s going on but will be like “hell yeah i guess this is happening”
Gives oral like a starving man. Has absolutely zero reservations, because he knows his tongue and hands can’t hurt you. Will be as loud and messy as possible. If you get embarrassed or shy about it, he’s going to mumble sweet talk directly into your junk until your teeth fall out.
He’s vocal in bed. Growly. A moaning groaning disaster. He says the sweetest, gentlest things... has the cleanest dirty talk you’ve ever heard, but tenderness filtered through his bourbon-barrel chest comes out all dark and rumbly, especially when he’s close. you feel his “I love you” in your bones
He thinks making his partner cum is the manliest thing he can do. Any orgasm is good, but if you cum untouched on his dick, he’ll be riding that high for days
#kirishima headcanons#kirishima x reader#kirishima x y/n#kirishima x you#gender neutral#bnha#smut#mha#kinda#bnha headcanons#mha headcanons#bnha x reader#mha x reader#fred writes#avert your eyes chilren#i dont know how to tag things#kirishima eijirou
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I really hope you're feeling at least a little better. Din would give you calm, quiet support and company. He would sense something is off and wait to see if you go to him. If you dont, At night, he would hold you close and whisper, "Do you want to talk about it, cyar'ika?" and if you do, he still holds you close and lets you cry if you need to. Boba would approach you, "Is there something you want to say? you've been off lately, cyare," and wipe the tears away with his thumb.
Ugh, what I would give to have either of them comfort me!!~~
Din:
He had noticed how quiet you had become. Instead of being your usual, happy self; you had become distant— a shell of the former you. You no longer danced around the ship, humming to yourself as you took care of the child or did various chores. Now you just did everything in a trance, face emotionless and the light no longer in your eyes.
Din wasn’t sure how to make you feel better. He was never one for words and he had zero experience in comforting another person. Being on his own for so long, he forgot what it was like when the person you loved was hurting. He forgot how seeing you in pain made him feel it too.
When night time finally arrived on the Crest, Din had a smidgen of a plan. You had already crawled into the small nook that the two of you shared. Your back was turned to him, but he could tell you hadn’t fallen asleep yet. He could see the tense muscles of your back from across the hull.
Once the lights were off, he peeled away the armor until he was in his underclothes. Din crawled into the bed next to you and wrapped a strong arm around your waist. He pulled you back and into his chest, intertwining his legs with yours. The two of you fit like a puzzle piece— you were a perfect match.
“Cyar’ika,” Din whispered, dropping his head to your bare shoulder. He ghosted his lips across your skin, slowly moving to your neck. You shivered with each brush of his lips. “Do you want to talk about it?”
He mouthed at your neck, just repeating the soothing brush of his lips over your pulse point. The silence of the hall reverberated around the two of you as he waited for your reply with bated breath. When you finally shook your head and turned in his arms, he could see the tears that had begun to spill from your eyes.
Din’s heart broke into a million pieces. “Oh, my sweet girl,” he pulled you into his chest and you buried your face against his neck. The silent sobs wracked through your body. Din just held you tightly, pressing kisses onto your hairline and rubbing soothing patterns on your back.
“It’s okay, Cyar’ika,” Din pressed another kiss to your forehead. “Just let it out. If and when you want to talk, I’m here. I’ll always be here, sweet girl.”
Boba:
He knew something was off. You had grown distant, retreating inside of yourself. Boba was intimately familiar with you; he knew your deepest secrets, and you knew his. He knew what made you laugh, what made you angry. He prided himself on how well he could read his girl in any situation. But this time, your true emotions were hidden from him. He couldn’t decipher that distant look in your eyes.
Boba didn’t like it, not one bit.
You were his and he was yours. Whenever he needed you, you were there for him. Boba was going to be there for you.
He had searched the dusty Hutt palace for you. With every hall and corridor he turned down, you seemed to have evaded him. Right when he was about to call Fennec for help, he heard it— a soft sob coming from above him.
You had loved exploring the palace, finding hidden rooms or high towers. That’s where Boba had found you— tucked away in a room in one of the tallest towers the palace had to offer. You had often came up to this very room to gaze at the binary sunset from the high windows. This time, though, the look of wonder and amazement on your face was replaced with sadness. Your tear-stained cheeks told Boba that you had been up here for a while.
Sighing, Boba kneeled next to you. His knees cracked and his back ached from years of hunting. But that didn’t matter now. He had to take care of his girl.
“Cyare,” Boba reached for your face, thumb catching a stray tear. You continued to gaze out the window, seemingly ignoring him, but Boba knew better. Sometimes the pain was too much to put into words.
His fingers found your chin and he tilted your face towards his. Your eyes were red from crying and the profound sadness that discolored your eyes made his heart ache. “Is there something you want to say? You’ve been a bit off lately, Cyare.”
You just closed your eyes as Boba continued to stroke your cheek, his rough palm soothing. When you opened your eyes, you were met with Boba’s brown ones. They held such worry and love for you. The tears started to fall faster now.
“Oh, don’t cry, little one,” Boba cooed, pulling you onto his lap. You had molded yourself to his chest, finding comfort in your strong bounty hunter.
“S-sorry,” you apologized, but before you could say anything else Boba was gripping your chin.
“Cyare, don’t ever apologize for your feelings,” his gaze was intense. “You are allowed to cry. You are allowed to feel your feelings. If you ever want to tell me or just even need me to hold you while you cry, I’m there for you. You’re mine and I am yours, and that means I will always be there for you.”
Your sobs ebbed into quiet sniffles while Boba held you, rocking you in his lap. All the while he placed kisses anywhere his lips could reach— your hair, your cheek, your neck. Words of affirmation constantly flowed past his lips and embedded deep into your skin.
“I love you, Cyare,” he placed a soft kiss to your lips. “Never forget that.”
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The Nominations So Far (Kinda)
Some of you have been asking to see who’s nominated in which category, so I’m putting up what I’ve done so far. This is by no means everyone nominated, as we’ve had 96 submissions to the form, and I’m not going to be able to log them all until nominations close. But if you’ve been contacted to say you’re up for an award, you should be listed below...
Good Luck to everyone nominated x
1. THE ONE THAT MADE YOU GASP! — A story which had a plot twist you didn’t see coming. Something that caught you so off guard that you had to stop a minute and take a breath before devouring the rest. What’s the story for you?
A Peter Parker Problem by Spagbol99
Chaotic Peter Parker by Isnt_It_Pretty_To_Think_So
Cycle Through by Ambivalentangst
Ever In Your Favor by Iron_Spider
Irondad Ficlets by Ironxprince
Like Father, Like Son by An_Odd_Idea
Love Leaves A Memory No-One Can Steal by Ironmum
More Peril In Thine Eye by Iron_Spider
No Longer In Service by Starryknight09
Proof Of Concept by Flurrbee
Serenity by Jolinarjackson
Spidey Tot by Kevy_Grayce
Stab Me In The Back (I'll Catch You From Behind) by Lansfics7
Stop, Look, Listen by Forthenightisdarkandfullofterror
2. THE MULTI-CHAPTER YOU COULDN’T PUT DOWN — A story which kept you up all night or calling in sick for work so you were free to read. Who’s the culprit?
A Parent Apparent by Happyaspie
A Peter Parker Problem by Spagbol99
A Sailor Went To Sea by by Yellowdistress
Air I Breathe by Heartofcathedrals
And You’ll Blow Us All Away by Losingmymindtonight
Astronomy In Reverse by Pansley
Come My Darling, Homeward Bound by Iamirondad
Every Beautiful Lie (Always Has An Ugly Truth by Da_Moose
Five Times Tony And Peter Chaotically Cleaned by Ironmum
I Will Carry You (Always) by Thestarvingwriter
Identity Crisis by Kitcat992
If They All Knew About You by Mshermia
In Unlikely Places by Looneylizzie
Irondad Ficlets by Ironxprince
Mr. Parker Declined To Commentby Apisdn
Pain Will Always Come Back To Haunt You by Kevy_Grayce
Permanence by Theexhaustedalchemist
Pieces Of Echoes by Geekymoviemom
Proof Spiderman Loves Clickbait by Mauvera
The Lost And Forgotten by Lizcraz
3. THE ONE-SHOT THAT THAT HAD YOU HOOKED — Some writers can cram more greatness into less words than a 100k monster. What’s the one-shot that did it for you?
5 Times Peter Sleepwalked And The 1 Time He Pretended He Did by Losingmymindtonight
Countless Ways To Say I Love You by Hopeless_Hope
Familiar Faces by Happyaspie
First Wednesday Of March by The Case Of The Missing Museum Bea-Storer
Fitting In (Tiny Spaces) by Aloneintherain
I Can Hold The Weight Of Worlds (If That's What You Need) by Bluesweatshirt
I Promise I'll Do Better by 221broadwayiron
I Will Soften Every Edge by Losingmymindtonight
Petey And The Hermit by Eccentric_Artist_221b
Something Here Will Eventually Have To Explode by Madasthesea
What You're Feeling Is Probably Normal by Finny3120
4. THE BEST THINGS COME IN SMALL PACKAGES — A drabble (under 1k) can pack in all the goodness that you need in a coffee break read. What’s that story for you?
Butter Me Up by Iron_Spider
Cuddle Bug by Marvelous_Writer
Food At Home by Aimaim94
Insomniacs In The Dark by Littlemissagrifina
Irondad Cuddles by Lilacsoulw
Let The Mind Games Begin by Ironmum
5. THE BIODAD THAT TOUCHED YOUR HEART — Some of the greatest stories flip canon and make Tony Peter’s biological father. Be it baby Peter taking his first steps or Tony dealing with the fact his son is following in his superhero footsteps as Spider-Man, which is the one you loved most of all?
An Abstract Concept by Iron-Spider
Be Careful What You Wish For, You May Just Get It by Savana_Marlark
Built From Scraps by Peter Stank
Happy Hogan Never Forgets A Face by Jen27ny
Hardest Lessons (Softest Results) by Mainstreamelectricalparade
If They Knew All About You by Mshermia
My Little Bambino by Maicaly
Return To Me, The One I Love So Endlessly by Superherotiger
Slow Down, Start Again From The Beginning by Cassiecasyl
Sound Logic by Aytheria
Spiderson by Emily_F6
Stars, Hide Your Fires by Yellowdistress.
The Less Than Secret Life by Yellowdistress
The Ties That Bind Us by Winterturtle
They Say Boys Don't Cry (But Your Dad Has Shed A Lot Of Tears) by Tempestaurora
What’s In A Name? by Geekymoviemom
6. THE ONE WITH THE FIELD TRIP — The field trip trope is one of the most popular in the fandom. What’s the story that you think pulls all the elements together to make it great?
A Different Take by Cyberwolfwrites
Constant Internal [Spider] Screaming: Semi-Connected Scenes From A Graduating Senior’s Life by Isadancurtisproduction
Field Trip by Inkinmyheartandonthepage
Field Trip Flip by Happyaspie
I Don’t Want To Talk About It Anymore by Bees_And_Wasps
Mr Stark Enough For You? (Another Field Trip Fic Bcs We Dont Have Enough) by Livinei
Neon Liar (Hiding In Plain Sight) by Isadancurtisproduction
No Reason To Go by Pokegeek151
Tower Of Donuts And Doubts by Platinumdollz
Who Is He? by Velarisstars
7. THE TIME AFTER TIME ONE — There’s some great time travel stories out there, but which is your favorite?
Be Careful What You Wish For, You May Just Get It by Savana_Marlark
Every Beautiful Lie (Always Has An Ugly Truth) by Da_Moose
I Have Time by Peterparkr
The End Is Just A New Beginning by Tytach
The Time Traveler’s Mentor by Iamirondad
Whatever It Takes by Starryknight09
8. THE ONE WITH ALL THE OWIES — Another massively popular Irondad trope is hurt/comfort, and there’s some amazing stuff out there. Which is the one that you love most of all?
A Peter Parker Problem by Spagbol99
Air I Breathe by Heartofcathedrals
Be Weak by Fluencca
But What Is Grief? by Odd_1
But What Is Grief? by Odd_1
Danger Pizza by Alice_In_Ink
Darkness Will Be Rewritten by Marveal
Dude, Do These Tacos Taste Funny To You? by First_Page
Follow The North Star Home by Fallingforbees
Foolish, Fragile Spine by Plnkblue
Outnumbered by Heartofcathedrals
Sometimes It’s Easier To Just Swim Down by Mjscorner
The Room Where It Happens by Notapartytrick
We All Chase After A Few Dying Stars by Losingmymindtonight
What I Have, I Give To You by Aatticsaltt
When My Body Won't Hold Me Anymore (Where Will I Go) by Madasthesea
Your Heart Changed (Mine Stayed The Same) by Loisselina (Loisselina)
9. THE ONE THAT HURTS SO GOOD — We all like a bit of angst sometimes, so what’s the story that you wanted to hide from but you had to keep reading to get to the happy ending?
Built From Scraps by Peterstank
Cycle Through by Ambivalentangst
Fifteen Years In The Making by Potts89
Held On As Tightly As You Held On To Me by Itsreallylaterightnow And Killerqueenwrites
I Need You To Be Free by Marveal
I Promise I'll Do Better by 221broadwayiron
If You Listen You Can Hear The Ibis by Yellowedistress
Let's Get On With Living (While We Can) by Almond_Blossoms
Let's Get On With Living (While We Can) by Almond_Blossoms
Love Leaves A Memory No-One Can Steal by Ironmum
May Parker's Complete Guide On How To Raise Your Spiderling by Embarrassing_Myself
More Peril In Thine Eye by Iron_Spider
Of Flying And Falling by Polaroid15
Sunlight by Ardenskyeholmes221
The Room Where It Happens by Notapartytrick
When Trauma Comes Knocking by Kevy_Grayce
10. THE ONE THAT SOOTHES THE PAIN — What’s the story that you go to when you need a pick-me-up after the angst?
5 Times A Spider-Baby Got Dad Smooched by Buckets_Of_Stars
5 Times Peter Made Tony Laugh Out Loud by Grilledcheesing
5 Times Tony Stark Protected Penny Parker by Emily_F6
Be Careful What You Wish For, You May Just Get It by Savana_Marlark
Bitch Better Have My Money by Neicy286
Career Day: A Short Story by Shewritesall
Early Childhood Education by Thedisneyoutsider
Five Times Peter And Tony Chaotically Cleaned by Ironmum
Hardest Lessons (Softest Results) by Mainstreamelectricalparade
I Can Hold The Weight Of The Worlds (If That's What You Need) by Bluesweatshirt
Instant Kill Mode by Isnt_It_Pretty_To_Think_So
Kids These Days by Isnt_It_Pretty_To_Think_So
The Road So Far by Nicolemoon8
No More Lonely by Shewritesall
Petey And The Hermit by Eccentric_Artist_221b
That's How You And I Will by Frostysunflowers
What You're Feeling Is Probably Normal by Finny3120
Whatever It Takes by Starryknight90
11. THE ONE WITHOUT A HOME TO GO TO — There’s some wonderful homeless Peter stories out there, so which is the one you were blown away by?
A Difference In Husbandry by Happy_Cloud
After The Landslide by Freyaatterton
Distracted by A Dime by Happyaspie
I Told You I Had Issues by Bergen
Is It Too Much To Ask For Home That Lasts? Ft. Peter Parker by Wakandaforever2357
The Little Things (That I Miss) by Da_Moose
The Third Option by Uncertainty_Principle
Unexpected (Everything I Never Knew I Wanted) by Moonchild2593
12. THE ONE THAT’S A WHOLE NEW WORLD — There’s lots of imaginative AUs in Irondad fic. Whether it’s Steve and Tony as baseball players or Pepper being Peter’s mom, which one is your number one?
A Guardian Among Us by Superherotiger
A Soul's Best Friend by Superherotiger
Ever In Your Favor by Iron_Spider
Have Patience, A Quick Wit, And A Gentle Heart by Ironfamjam
I Battle My Jerk Step-Dad by Andromath
Petey And The Hermit by Eccentric_Artist_221b
Sea Spider by Bean_Reads_Fanfic
Spidey Tot by Kevy_Grayce
Though Everything Is A Miracle by Overtures
Until It Disappeared From Me by Ashleyparker2815
When I Am On Your Shoulders by Ladyblackwater
You Mispronounced Spider by Lliblo
13. THE TWEAKING THE SETTINGS ONE — There’s things we all wish we could change in canon — *cough* Endgame *cough* — so which canon divergence does it for you?
5 Times Peter Made Tony Laugh Out Loud by Grilledcheesing
Be Careful What You Wish For, You May Just Get It by Savana_Marlark
Beautiful Boy by Emily_Davison
Bittersweet by Kevy_Grayce
Built From Scraps by Peterstank
I Will Restore All That Was Broken by Killerqueenwrites
May Parker's Complete Guide On How To Raise Your Spiderling by Embarrassing_Myself
Moulded Minds by Wingswithstrings
Pieces Of Echoes by Geekymoviemom
The End Of Infinity by Friendlyneighborhoodfangirls
The Returned by Nicolemoon8
What Was Missing Was You by Happyaspie
What Were The Words I Meant To Say Before You Left by Madasthesea
14. THE ONE YOU GO BACK TO AGAIN AND AGAIN — Some fics deserve a re-read or ten. What’s the story you go find yourself going back to?
A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood by Ambivalentangst
A Parent Apparent by Happyaspie
Age Regression Was Impossible... Right? by Chvotic
Am I Just A Shadow You Drew by Ironxprince
Apartment 43B by Ironfamjam
Back To Bed by Eccentric_Artist_221b
Beautiful Boy by Emily_Davison
Family Is More Than Blood (It Is Light) by Moonchild2593
Keeping Company by Whumphoarder And Xxx_Cat_Xxx
Keeping Company by Whumphoarder And Xxx_Cat_Xxx
Moulded Minds by Wingswithoutstrings
Play by Losingmymindtonight
Rules Are Made To Be Broken by Ironmum
Sins Of The Fathers by Geekymoviemom
The Darkest Hour Is Just Before The Dawn by Starryknight09
The Lost And Forgotten by Litcraz
The One Where Peter Is Bucky’s Weakness by Jinxquickfoot
The Rise And Fall Of A Spider by Spidersoning
The Spider-Man Conspiracy by Tempestaurora
15. THE SERIES THAT SWEPT YOU AWAY — Some of us love to go on a long ride with a series, so which is the world of multiple stories that you binged or waited anxiously for each update?
Another June Day by Skeeter_110
Chaotic Peter Parker by Isnt_It_Pretty_To_Think_So
Home by Glwilliams97
I Love You More Than Anything (Bio Dad Au) by Iron_Spider
I Love You More Than Anything (Bio Dad Au) by Iron_Spider
Irondad NSAP by Chvotic
Lights To Guide You Home by Jolinarjackson
Mr. Stark & His Kid by Writerstrash
Once Upon An Adoption by Kevy_Grayce
Out Of Darkness by Starryknight09
Soul Stone Realm by Marvelmusicmystery
The Room Saga by Iamirondad
Tony Stark Is A Good Mentor by Happyaspie
Was That A Star Wars Reference, Dr. Stark? by Jen27ny
We Forgot Peter by Inkinmyheartandonthepage
Webcams And Webshooters by Losingmymindtonight
16. THE IN-PROGRESS ADVENTURE — What’s the story that has you checking your email each day, hoping for an update?
A Difference In Husbandry by Happy_Cloud
A Perfect Storm by Grilledcheesing
Ain't My Blood; Still My Boys by Parkrstark
All The Stars Align by Ashleyparker2815
Be Careful What You Wish For, You May Just Get It by Savana_Marlark
Every Beautiful Lie (Always Has An Ugly Truth) by Da_Moose
Fifteen Years In The Making by Potts89
Found Family by Thedisneyoutsider
If They Knew All About You by Mshermia
If You're Going Through Hell, Keep On Going by Baloobird
Mr. Stark, Something Is Wrong by @Simping-For-Peggy
Outnumbered by Heartofcathedrals
Outnumbered by Heartofcathedrals
Peter’s New Step-Brother by Bowtiez
Priorities by Jlmonroe1234
Priorities by Jlmonroe1234
Return To Me, The One I Love So Endlessly by Superherotiger
Sleeping Through A Rogue Winter Storm by Pogokitten
Survivors Guilt by Ember_Darla And Marvel_Cinematic_Universe_Fan
Tech Of Nondestructive Yakking by Wabisabi
The Case Of The Missing Museum Bea-Storer by Ironmum
The Hero Of Our Own Story by Kingdomfaraway
The Many Adventures Of Iron Dad And Spider Son by Lbigreyhound13
What You Were Then I Am Today by Madasthesea
You Are My Sunshine by Iamconstantine
17. THE COMPLETE FIC THAT YOU CHERISH — Whether or not you’ve got the patience for an in-progress or not, there’s a wealth of complete stories you can devour at leisure or all in one coffee-fuelled binge. What’s yours?
Intern Spider by Emily_F6
Only For A Little While by Eccentric_Artist_221b
The Guardian by Emily_F6
18. THE ONE THAT GAVE YOU ALL THE LOVE — We all love Irondad, but some stories come with bonus bonds that give us just as much. Do you have a Peter & Bucky, or a Peter & Steve working alongside which delivers all the found family goodness?
"I Have A Nephew!" by Zimnokurw
5 Times Happy Hogan Nearly Had A Heart Attack Because Of Peter Parker by Thespydersargon
Be Careful What You Wish For, You May Just Get It by Savana_Marlark
Brighten Up, Sunshine by Iron_Spider
It Must Be Nice (To Have Mrs. Potts On Your Side by Sdottkrames
It Takes A Village (To Make Sure You're Okay) by Baloobird
Kingdom Come Undone by Killerqueenwrites
Project: Get Bucky Barnes A Dog by Ruxian
Road Work Ahead by Toniwilder
Rules Are Made To Be Broken by Ironmum
When In The Dark by Kevy_Grayce
19. THE PROLIFIC WRITER AWARD — Irondad has some amazingly prolific writers. Which are the ones you’ve subscribed to get at that fic-wonder goodness of 10 works or more?
Aimaim94
Buckets_Of_Stars
Emily_F6
HAPPYASPIE
Inkinmyheartsandonthepage
Ironmum
Iron-Spider
Jen27ny
Littlemissagrafina
Madasthesea
Magicalyss
Mshermia
O0CITRUSEE0O
Parkrstark
Superherotiger
20. THE NEWBIE — New writers are joining the fandom all the time. Who’s the newbie (posting for 12 months or less) that’s delivering the good stuff for you?
107thinfantry
Fallingforbees
Ironmum
Jinx_Frost
Just_Ppeachy
Kittybellestark
Lilacsoulw
Maicaly
Polaroid15
Spagbol99
Sunflowerspideyy
21. THE OG — Who’s the writer that’s been around for a while (12 months or more) that keeps you captivated?
Ashleyparker2815
Emily_F6
Happyaspie
Iron_Spider
Jen27ny
Kevy_Grayce
Parkrstark
Snarkymuch
Spooderboyandtincan
22. THE WILD CARD STORY — The story that does (or doesn’t) fit into the above categories but you believe deserves the prize. Which one is that for you?
Aliens Really Are Out To Get You Aren't They? by Some_Sort_Of_Trash
Born To Cherish by Ironfamjam
Everyday Superhero by Stoneage_Woman
Five Times Tony And Peter Chaotically Cleaned by Ironmum
Guess I’m Not Good Enough by Freyaatterton
I Can Hold The Weight Of Worlds (If That's What You Need) by Bluesweatshirt
I Will Soften Every Edge by losingmymindtonight
I’m Not Telling Him. Period by Scooter3scooter
Irondad NSAP by Chvotic
Irondad NSAP by Chvotic
Kids Suck, But You're Great by Gymlily06
Long Gone | Marvel Au Strangerlyparker
Play by Losingmymindtonight
Tech Of Non-Destructive Yakking by Wabisabi
The Reinvention Of Tony Stark by Losingmymindtonight
This Ride Is A Wild One by Just_Ppeachy
What You're Feeling Is Probably Normal by Finny3120
ART 1 — DIGITAL MEDIA - Who has those PhotoShop skills, who makes the best mood boards? We have some wonderful artists in the Irondad fandom, and we’re here to celebrate them. Who's your favorite artist?
@Itsybitsyspiderling (Tumblr)
@monireh (Tumblr)
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Drop-Yunho x reader
Disclaimer/Warnings; This one shot covers subdropping in a very intense form, shown as depression and other side affects. If you feel like you could be harmed or put into a bad headspace after reading the definition for subdropping; please do not read, i will not be upset. This piece is to inform people on what subdropping could look like.
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Subdropping; The temporary depression and/or chemical dis-balance experienced by submissive/masochists after intense BDSM play. This can be short lived or can be a delayed reaction, and/or can last as long as a week.
I am aware that young teenagers read smut with bdsm, and this is only to inform them of the natural bad affects it can cause someone. Because it isnt always rainbows and butterfly's. Sometimes you can have a ptsd attack like the reader does in this scene and be sent into a spiral of manic depression shown as self harm-No bleeding or cutting involved dont worry. But it can happen to some people and young teenagers need to be aware of this fact before stepping into bdsm when they're older. And please dont just take this one shot as a one-size-fits-all type of deal with subdrops. Do proper research about all subropping and please be safe.
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"You're okay. It's okay Y/n." Yunho rocks you back and forth, running his fingers through your hair and over the rope indents on your body. "Just breath darling."
His words only make you sob into him more, clutching onto him while you cry your small heart out.
"I-i. I-i-i'm s-sor-sorry!" Yunho shushes you more. "Baby, I'm not mad. I promise." You and Yunho were in the middle of a punishing scene, he had you tied onto the bed while he used a flogger to bruise you. It wasn't anything new in your routine, in fact it's one of your favorite things to do so it came as a surprise to Yunho when you all but screamed out "Redlight!" and "Headlight!" just a few minutes after giving him the greenlight for your mental and physical state. Of course he immediately stopped and checked to see what went wrong, but you were already so far into your panic that all you could do was begin to hyperventilate.
"What's wrong baby?" That was indeed the wrong thing to ask, it seems to make you only break out into more hysterics. "I don't know!" You shout, trying to curl in on yourself, but he doesn't let you. "Stop it Yunho." He does momentarily only to grab at you once he see's your scratching at your arms. "Nu uh. Don't do that." He easily picks you up while you thrash in his arms, trying so desperately to hide yourself away from the world.
Yunho reaches the bathroom shortly and places you down on the side of the tub, wrapping a robe around you. He wants to get you cleaned but he knows he should wait until you've calmed down. "Look at me." He never raises his voice, even if you shove at his chest violently.
"Leave me alone Yunho!"
"Y/n..Please look at me pretty girl." He cups your face in his and presses your foreheads together, forcing you to look in his eyes.
"Y/n, look where we are. Were in the bathroom. Tell me where we are."
"I-i-in t-th-the b-h-ath-roo-am." you begin to cry again, but it's a little better than being hostil towards yourself and him
"Put your hand on my chest." He guides your hand to it. "Try to follow my breathing." You shake your head to tell him you can't because you can't breath right now. It's too much, too much to think, too much to sit up. You'll fall over, you're about to fall over. Why is your body going to fall over? Why isn't it falling down right now? What's keeping you up-
"Yes you can." It's Yunho's calm words that slowly bring out of your mind's train of rambling. And soon enough you're breathing in somewhat normal rhythms, only hiccupping every few breaths. It's enough for Yunho to turn on the facet to the shower and peel the robe off of you. He helps you into the shower and washes you before he starts to wash himself. And he washes you gingerly, fearing the lightest touch would break you. With the way your body is still trembling he's afraid you might break again. So he places kisses to the nape of your neck, swaying in the water with you, helping to cover yourself up more like he notices you're trying to do.
"What happened?"
"I dont know...." Your voice is so soft and trembling, but it's coherent and not laced with hiccups. "One minute i was okay and the next minute...You weren't you and i wasn't how i am now. I was back there. With him." Yunho starts to pet your hair, kissing your neck.
"Its okay, you dont have to talk if you're not ready. Do you just wanna cuddle right now?" A nod from you has Yunho pulling the both of you out of the tub and into the bedroom once your dry. Dawning one of Yunho's sweaters the both of you crawl into bed and cuddle while watching netflix. Right now Yunho decides everything for you, it's just easier on your subdrop rather than you stressing on what choices you might have to make. But with Yunho-He can protect you and make any decisions for your health and comfort. You aren't okay right now and you dont kniow when you will be. But it makes you feel a bit better that he's here to make it easier
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“research” Rhysand x reader - reader is a Peregryn descendant from Dawn court acting as Emissary. Rhys takes reader to a museum.
Rhys’ approving stare burned into your back as you stood on the balcony, wings flared. Your Peregryn feathers were a lovely contrast to his dark Illyrian like bat wings. He often muttered his envy about them to you, especially after being intimate. He loved to stroke them and admire the softness and his muttered approvals soothed you to sleep.
Maybe his approval was coming from the sight of your naked body in the silver moonlight. You felt a swell of heat rush to your cheeks as he approached, his wings also extended. They flared as he reached the open air on the balcony. The shimmering lights of velaris in the snow far, far below. The magic of the House retained the slight wind that blew through, but warmed it instantly.
“Quite a fancy house for one cruel high lord. I imagine most would think that the Night Court would also be cold.” You remarked, tucking your wings in slightly so he could stand next to you. He tucked in his as well, understanding the sensitivity of such a part being touched.
Rhysand knew how such a simple touch of a wing could be the undoing of many different feelings. From the pain of them being bent wrong, or pleasure of them being toyed with exactly right. Toying - for research he had called it. Figuring out which form of wing was more sensitive.
“Cruel or no, most of us here have spent far too much time in the cold of Illyrian mountains to settle for less. Azriel usually says if he wasn’t aligned with me, he’d move to the Summer court.” He leaned over the railing, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air. Something in his eyes gleamed, and a small smile appeared.
“Seeing the master of Shadows in a place so bright would be quite the contrast.” You grinned, gripping the railing tight. The urge to jump off and fly was nearly overwhelming. Your wings extended, craving the cold bite of the wind. Despite being such a small heritage, your instincts were sometimes overwhelming. You felt the corners of your lips fall, the memories of your few cousins falling to enemies during the War coming back.
Rhys tucked his wings in, turning to you. Something like sadness was there in his eyes, making you nervous. “You may leave when you wish. I only ask that you give me...a warning. So I can have a story ready for my court when you go.” He said too formally, as if he had practiced this. After the months of you visiting as a communication link with Thesan, you knew you would have to leave at some point. But you had yet to hear the order to do so. And you much preferred the scenery of Rhy’s court than the safe harbor home Thesan kept sunny constantly. It was… refreshing. Much like Rhy’s presence.
“Are you telling me to go?” You nudged him slightly, knowing it’d rattle him. His eyes shot to you, and he nudged you back. “Never. I just… wish you could stay.”
He had more to say than that, and you knew it. “Then why ask me if I need to go?”
“Because the longer you stay the less I think I will be willing to let you go.” He wrapped his arms around you, the evidence of claim apparent through his thin cotton pants. “Even if Thesan is one of my closest allies. I may just have to keep you for myself.” His head lowered to your ear as he said it, his lips grazing your skin. You felt your core tense and heat.
“I dont know what you’re talking about. I am merely a communicator between two courts.” You grinned, nipping his ear. His low growl was anything but agreeing. His hands were on you, slowly palming your sensitive areas, lighting your insides on fire. He gave you a lingering kiss before pulling away. He eyed you suspiciously, seeming to deliberate to himself.
Then, he snapped and suddenly you were fully clothed, and he was standing on the balcony railing. The silver light painted his hair and wings in a dull blue hue. “I have a different idea for us tonight… if you can keep up that is.” His wild smile told you all you needed to know. He leapt gracefully, before catching the wind below with a fading laugh. You cursed quietly to yourself, hauling your body up to the pillar and sending yourself soaring.
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“Dont tell me this is some kind of Illyrian initiation.” You chided, matching his pace as best you could. It was hard to not outpace him as he glided, his enormous wings gliding on the cool air.
He laughed, banking slightly as you approached the small city below. Nestled into the mountain side along the sea, it didnt seem as harsh as the Illyian camps he had showed you from afar. Your mind flashed to those camps, the tents and the tooth chattering cold. No, this place was much too homey for such a camp.
“This is… a gallery of sorts. Not many come here, but I thought it would also be nice for you to be able to tell Thesan about such a place.” He slowly began descending as he explained, and indeed the location seemed to have many large ancient looking items outside.
As soon as you landed you were taken aback. The sight of an enormous, dark stone that took up the majority of the space outside the carved entrance to the gallery. A path had been worn around it, as if the spot had many visitors. You doubted many but Rhys even knew about the place.
“It’s- it reminds me of you.” You were in awe. The stone glittered in the torchlight, but remained dark where the light wasnt refracted. It was smooth as well, besides the jagged and pointed edges.
Rhysand turned from the mountain entrance “The rock? Darling just wait until you see inside.” He smiled, waving you over. With a wave of his hand, the door opened, pulling back then sliding away. Faelights slowly hummed to life inside the cavernous space. You couldnt see the entire room but the area must have been enormous. No way to see all of the things held inside in one day. Not even multiple days you were willing to bet. “Priestesses are the only others allowed here besides residents of Velaris, but not many of either ever visit. He explained, sending more faelight into the dark cavern.
“There are a few things in particular I wanted to show you.” He took your hand, guiding you to the right down a large archway. The lights bobbed and followed, casting strange shadows along the uneven cave walls.
The sound of water flowing at a trickling pace filled the new, smaller room. The sight of the armor before your took your breath away. Ancient, well kept and utterly deadly looking. You felt a thrill of panic, as well as pride at the sight of it. “How-” You stammered, covering your mouth with a trembling hand.
The white and silver plates were excruciatingly detailed, the sword beside the set a shining silver, as if freshly forged by the sun itself. Thesan had no armor of this quality still available at the Dawn court. The quality, the beauty of such a piece was exquisite. “If Thesan wishes to have this back, please feel free. But let him know that we have only recently acquired it. We have not been hoarding.” Rhys spoke from behind you, his voice soft and patient.
Memories of being a child and playing with wooden swords flashed into your head. Envisioning such perfect armor like before the War fitting you, guilding you, marking you as the highest of warriors among the Dawn court.
“W-who is we?” Was all you could manage as you reached out to touch the solid breastplate. Memories of parades, children cheering and high fae clapping as generals in shining armor marched home from the War. Centuries had passed since such armor was needed, thus they began to disappear.
Rhys took your hand again, rubbing a thumb over yours. “A few high priestesses found it among their… storage. Closer to an abandoned temple but - I had Cassian clean it up for me a few weeks ago.” He chuckled before saying “I almost had to threaten him to get him to give it back to me. He was in awe and wanted to keep it for himself.”
Your lips curve upwards, heart hammering. You pulled him in quickly for a tight hug. “Thank you.” You said deeply, wishing you could put the thoughts you were having directly into his head. Wishing you could tell him how much this meant.
He pulled away from you, his callused hands going to cup your face as he pulled you in for a kiss. “Maybe I wont tell Thesan… and I’ll have to come back more often to take a look at the rest of this place.” You bit his lower lip and grinned at his darkened eyes.
“For research purposes only, surely?” He began kissing down the column of your neck, biting playfully.
“Research, of course.” You sighed as his hands began tracing over your body.
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you have any nico headcanons where he’s ftm trans but then realizes he’s also nonbinary (he/they/she)? just struggling with gender identity lately ig.
Alright, anon, I hope these help you some, my gender has been rather ~~~ lately, if that makes any sense... I would also like to remind everyone to bind safely and if you need resources on how to safely bind without a binder feel free to reach out to me:
Nico always just knew he was a boy, dresses were a no-go, couldn't stand to wear anything that wasn't undeniably boys clothes
In the beginning Maria thought maybe it was just a texture problem, but when Nico was three she came home to see him cutting all of his hair off she knew it was deeper
This is why they ended up moving to America eventually, Maria decided that if they started over then Nico would be able to be himself
Bianca named him on the way over, she liked the name because they were "winning" by leaving Italy
Nothing really signifigant happens in regards to Nico and his gender through this point, he is able to play freely with other boys, and he goes to school with them and such
The same in the Lotus Hotel, nothing signifigant
When he and Bianca go to Westover Nico is kind of scared the whole time, because he is worried about being "caught", changing for afterschool soccer games and having communal shower spaces at the school is difficult for him to feel comfortable
He usually tries to shower late at night or early in the morning when nobody is around, and that works out okay for him
His chest starts developing around this point and he freaks out, he has no clue how to hide it or how to deal with the new stress
He ends up trying to find Bianca one day, and they do all sorts of crazy stuff to see if they can help, eventually they figure out how to use a piece of cloth they sew together
When Nico ends up at camp alone without Bianca, there's the problem once again of communal showers and they're rarely ever empty
This is how he befriends the Stolls
At some point the pair of them notice Nico is weirdly panicky about the bathrooms so they go stand outside and keep people out when Nico's in there... It's honestly how they perfect their pranking techniques
When Nico runs away from camp upset, just the day before his binder had quit fitting and he had been upset by that because he had to make a binder again
Although his sister dying pushed all other thoughts out of his head, the emotions from previous events were still leftover
This is why he buys his jacket TM, because the layers help hide his chest more and the weight is comfortable
At some point during the Labrynth he ends up binding with ace bandages (AN: Don't do this)
He also starts his period at some time around this point and kind of freaks out "oh no" and it's not entirely that his period bothers him, but more so that he just doesn't know how he's supposed to hide it
He also realizes at some point around here that he likes Percy, which makes him feel odd and more freaked out
He's struggling because "boys are supposed to like girls" and also he's struggling because if most boys oon't have periods and he does... why doesn't his bother him?
Despite Nico himself being trans, he doesn't have the vocabulary to describe anything he's going through, and he doesn't know there's other trans people, or even queer people of any sort
So he sort of begins to question "am I really a boy?" but there's so much going on in the world and he's got so much to do, so he can't really devote much time to thinking about it
Everything continues about canonically until he's in the jar after Tartarus
During a fight with a monster or something he was knocked over, and combine this with the fact that Nico was binding with ace bandages, he definitly breaks a rib
Which makes breathing with little air a lot harder
Eventually he's saved and through ambrosia and nectar Nico manages to heal his ribs a little
He isn't able to bind that whole time though, so he does his best to keep away from The Seven
After Cupid outs him to Jason, Jason asks a few days later if he wants to talk about it, at first Nico is like "no go away I don't like you don't talk to me"
But eventually he opens up to Jason, because Jason was like "I'm sorry you had to do that I promise I won’t tell anyone and if you want to talk we can talk"
Anyhow eventually Nico kind of just breaks down and he's like "I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl? I think I used to be a girl, but now I am a boy and I don't really remember how it happened” or something similar
It takes Jason a moment but eventually he’s like “Oh you’re trans?”
And Nico;s like “heh? What’s that?
And so him and Jason talk, but Jason is only kind of well versed in this topic, so he only covers “basic” MtF and FtM transition because he doesn’t really know enough about other genders to feel comfortable explaining it
And Nico’s like “there’s people? Out there?? Like me??” and he’s just Happy Nico ™
Nico is like “and there are people like me who like boys?”
And Jason is like “Yeah totally!” but internally he’s like (I think so??)
Anyhow Nico feels a little better, but he doesn’t feel perfect, he’s still struggling a little bit internally to recognize that there’s other people like him and he’s not wrong for being him
Anyhow, Jason doesn’t know enough about this stuff to know binders exist, Jason just has a little bit of secondhand information from tv shows and from being from California… He promises he’ll look into various things more when he’s back at camp or has decent access to internet
On Nico’s quest with Reyna and Hedge he obvious evaporates Bryce, and Reyna and Hedge find out
They find out he’s gay as in canon, but they realize he’s trans when caking him in mud
Hedge just goes into dad mode about the situation and is like “son”, “sport”, “kiddo”, “my male child” etc
Reyna knows a little more about trans stuff than Jason, but she’s kind of in the same “ehhh I’m not really sure of a few things” boat, but she’s supportive and she’s like “I will beat anyone who gives you a dirty look up so fast”
Eventually they get to camp, and all that happens
Three days in the infirmary happens, and basically Nico has to tell Will for medical reasons that he’s trans because Nico needs stitches or something
Anyhow Will is like “Oh yeah cool me too, can you take your binder off now?”
And Nico is like “heh???”
Anyhow Will finds out Nico is binding with ace bandages and he’s like “no, don’t do that” and then he goes and finds a proper binder in Nico’s size which he gives to him after his stay is up
When they befriend one another they have a short conversation about gender and Will is discussing like gender theory 101 type stuff, and he’s like “wait why dont you know this- oh yeah you’re from the thirties- wait do you even know what nonbinary means??”
And Nico is just staring at Will like he has three heads for the whole conversation
So Will teaches Nico about gender and pronouns, and gender presentation vs gender identity, etc
And so Nico goes “wait so there are people like me who are also gay?”
And Will is like “I like boys and girls and everything in between so yeah”
And the whole enby thing doesn’t really stick with Nico at that point he’s just like “hmm interesting, so testosterone?”
It’s just not his biggest concern, he’s just happy to know there are in fact others like him, and no he’s not crazy for not being dysphoric over his period, and that’s normal too
And he’s just like “oh so that’s top dysphoria?”
And Will is like “yeah :/”
“Oh :/”
“Mhmm :/”
Anyhow they become like good friends and they start dating sort of on accident, like they’re too close to just argue they’re friends anymore, and at some point Will just shows Nico how to give him a T shot and it’s like chill, they’re chill
Anyhow one day someone is kind of confused by Nico’s gender so they use the word “they” and it makes Nico really happy for some reason, so he goes back to Will and he’s like “tell me about this whole nobinary thing again?”
And Will is like “yes absolutely”
And Nico goes “I think I might be nonbinary can we try new pronouns?”
And so they go through all sorts of new pronouns, and Nico decides he still likes he/him but he also likes they/them and xer/xem… They likes she/her too but Nico finds it too uncomfortable sometimes because it reminds him of dysphoria
Nico decides xyr uncomfortable with using she/her but they like using female gendered terms so he does that
(Listen, I know Will saying “this is my boyfriend” was a big moment but Will calling Nico his “wife” is 10/10)
Nico’s friends are all super supportive and they do their best to learn more about gender and such things in order to better support and care for Nico
They all use different pronouns for xem and some people alternate pronouns too, but Nico knows that takes more practice
But it’s just like good and positive in Nico’s life
And he begins to play with fashion a lot and xe finds out xyr love of skirts with tights and combat boots because it’s 10/10 the best fashion
Nico also loves their big jackets and they just looks so comfy all the time everyone is like “I want to be him” and Nico grows their hair out long again, and gets his ears pierced and xe’s just a nonbinary fashion icon
They are just so cool once they figure out gender more and Nico’s just happy to play around with xyr gender and he just enjoys it
Will doesn’t play around with gender so much, he’s 100% a binary trans guy but T helped make him comfortable enough in his femininity to wear skirts a little bit on the occasion (Will in a cat maid dress 10/10), but heels and skinny jeans for some reason are still big dysphoria triggers for him so he does have some limits on what he’ll wear
Will gets top surgery when he’s like 17 because Naomi is an extremely supportive parent
So that’s how Nico meets Will’s mom and she’s like “it’s so nice to finally meet you!” and Naomi just immediately falls in love with xem and Will is like “I know they’re amazing”
And Nico is just really supportive and they sort of role reverse and Nico plays nurse while Will recovers from top surgery and they has to like brush his teeth and stuff
The experience (despite the fact that Will had an easier recovery) assures Nico in how much he wants top surgery, and he’s sad he’ll have to wait another year until he’s 18 to get it done
Anyhow Hades finds out and agrees to sign the wavers, so once Will is healed up enough to wear he can put his own clothes on and stuff, Nico decides to go through with xyrs own top surgery then too
Reyna comes to help Will take care of Nico, and Jason does too
Originally Will was supposed to help more with Nico’s care but he wasn’t able to do as much as he thought so they had to phone their friends
Eventually they both heal up really well and they’re happy to be done with that
Nico spends time debating testosterone, while Will spends time debating lower surgery
During this time Nico starts art school and Will starts medical school
Meeting more nonbinary people makes Nico feel at home and he determines that xe doesn’t want to go on testosterone but it’s still a maybe in the future
Will however decides he does want lower surgery, so Will and Lou Ellen decide to get lower surgery together as friends so they can share in the pain (Lou Ellen is a trans woman as far as I’m concerned this is canon)
Nico takes some time off to do school from home so he can help the two of them, and Naomi comes to live with them as well for a bit
Will and Nico both finish school eventually and they decide to adopt trans kids to help them out more
Anyhow, I hope you enjoy all of that anon! I'm all ideaed (idea-ed??) out and so I hope this is at least similar to what you were looking for, and this is helpful with your dysphoria somewhat <3
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