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In Unrequited Love - Part 3

AN: Hey, can I be sappy with y'all a moment? When I first started this story, I was admittedly pretty proud of what I came up with but I never anticipated the amount of love it would receive, so thank you everyone! <3 I also thank you for your patience, you have all been great 😋 With that said, I now bestow the conclusion to this renegade of emotion

Part 1 - Part 2

Donatello x Reader

Pathetic. That’s the one word that keeps ringing in your ears like echoes of a bug-infested cavern, the erratic scuttling serving loudly as your reminder. In no respect towards yourself, you are. All you have done since Casey escorted you back home is wallow in bed, tossing around the agonising reprieve that you are a love-strung puppy awaiting its next pat on the head. That’s why you’ve kept texting Donnie to a minimum; cut yourself off from the source and deal with the withdrawal symptoms. Doing this has you riddled with guilt but what else are you meant to do? Everybody loves somebody, right? But you don’t want to love anybody if it isn’t him. Perceivably dramatic, yes. After all, he is still a valued friend. Currently, the way you see it, it’s best to let yourself get over this puppy-dog sickness before that friendship can continue. Again, dramatic but the only logical option with April so tantalisingly strung in the picture.

Living a life of solitude hasn’t been all bad. For starters, you’ve been able to rest your ankle. Walking on it is still a fair challenge but it’s much more manageable than it was before. These past couple of days have also given you amble opportunity to reflect, as it were. It’s kind of easy to understand why one would fall for the resident bad boy in High School but a mutant turtle living in the sewers? No disrespect to Donnie, of course, but you’re just surprised. You don’t even think about all of that when you think of him. All that comes to mind is the heavenly warmth of his eyes; the soft care in them when you would help him out in the lab or when he’d be tending to one of your bumps. Euphoria’s temptress beckons you in once more in its rose-tinted glaze as you fantasise about some superfluous daydream involving him. The sweet melodies enrapture you in this cosy bubble as you curl up in bed but the sharp force of reality is swift and knocks you down before a peak is seized.

Perhaps trying to get over this infatuation isn’t quite going as planned. Groaning out into the open air, you throw a pillow into your face and continue your muffled whining. This is so unfair. Why can’t he be the one that you don’t want? You just can’t seem to escape the fact that you need him. In your state of disarray, you’ve even tried to figure out how to become the one that he thinks about. To try and curate him into being the other half of what you’ve never had. Closeness. A deeply set solitude that seemed so alien to you before you started hanging out with him. Time is slipping at this point. You swear you must be going crazy because of it. There have been a couple of nights when you swear something - someone - has been lingering outside your bedroom. Yet, when you get up to check, there’s nothing there. Part of you hopes that it’s your long-awaited love checking up on you whilst the other screams that you have indeed lost your mind. 

As it would turn out, you’re not as deluded as you might think yourself to be. Indeed, Donatello has tried many a time to meet you in person but to no avail. Many times he has attempted to knock on your window only for his courage to crawl back into the ground and, alas, he does the same by retreating to his home in the sewers. What is he meant to do? You hardly message him if at all these days. Considering the state of injuries you’d endure, he’s worried about you. He has every right to be worried about you. What more could happen to you whilst unsupervised? He doesn’t want to be overly protective but he has valid grounds for such concern. His only assurance that you’re alright is when he sees your shadow through your curtain at night but that isn’t enough. Of course, it isn’t enough. He wants to care for you and cater to your every need and undying whim. 

If only words could do him justice in articulating how he feels about you but he has never been so eloquently spoken unless it’s with regards to the sciences. He’s yours but you’re not his. He just wants you to be with him. If he had to - if he could - he would take the light out of the stars to help you see that. Anything for you to understand just how much he loves you. These spats of poetry are easy enough to site to himself but he knows he would tumble the moment he does as much as even consider reciting such lullabies to you.

Donnie leans over his desk, head in his hands, and sighs heavily for the umpteenth time this day, ever thankful that the streets have been quieter than usual. It’s not as though he can focus on much of anything. All surfaces of his brain have been overtaken and overruled by the thought of you. At this point, he doesn’t even care if nothing happens between the two of you. More so than anything, he just wants you back in the lair. It doesn’t matter if you’ll never be more than friends, he misses his lab partner. It isn’t as though he’s been particularly subtle in his grovelling, either. Figuring out that he had a crush on April was a no-brainer but this has been much more obvious and much more detrimental. His brothers can’t seem to get him out of this funk as much as they may try. Day in and day out, it’s the same thing: Donatello sulking in his lab, staring off into space and pretending to look busy on one of his gadgets. Desperate times call for desperate measures and if he needs a smack up the head, there’s only one person for the job. 

“Come on, Donnie, when are you gonna stop beating yourself up over this?” Raph asks, palming at the desk and resting his body weight against it. 

“Oh, yes, because I stand so much of a chance with (Y/n),” his brother remarks sarcastically. 

The shorter of the two shifts his attention elsewhere, lips turning to the side shamefully. He never wants to feel bad about poking fun or laying out the hard truths of their shared situation being mutants. The bitter contempt within his brother's voice is fair given the fits of teasing in concordance with the cold facts that mutants and humans can’t be. In hindsight, he and his brothers could have treated the situation with more care. Still, as brash as he can be, Raph hates to see a family member suffering as such. Whilst his methods aren’t all conventional, sometimes it’s necessary. 

Raphael huffs and rolls his eyes. “You know what you need?”

“For you to go away?”

“No,” he responds quickly, stifling the annoyance beneath bated breath, “what you need is to get your head out of this storm cloud. Sitting around and moping all day isn’t gonna change anything. So what if you don’t stand a chance? You won’t know until you try.”

“Thank you, Raphael, your input is valuable as always,” Donnie scorns rudely once more and exhales heavily. “I think I just want to be left alone.”

As heartbreaking as it is, such a wish can be respected, especially by the turtle that frequents isolated periods when he’s in a bad mood. Raph takes his leave and reconvenes with Casey for their night of watch duty. They sit atop an apartment roof, scathing the barren area for trouble that never seems to come. It doesn’t take more than a few minutes before the main matter at hand becomes the point of conversation. 

“He just needs to take action,” Raph claims as he smacks a fist down into his palm. “I know we haven’t exactly been supportive but it’s eating him up. The sooner he gets it over with, the sooner he can be done with the whole thing.”

Casey’s cheeks puff up into his hands and he frowns, only for a wry grin to quickly take his lips. “Or, he just needs the expert to give him a helping hand.”

“Oh? You’ve changed your tune.”

“Hey, as long as he isn’t trying it on with Red, I’m all good.” Jones shrugs and pulls out his phone. “Now, watch a pro at work.”

Just a few blocks down from our duo lies your rotting form within the confines of your bedroom. It feels as though the space has somehow gotten smaller these last few days. You’ve chosen to spread eagle on the floor seeing as the bed has suddenly become uncomfortable, too. Rolling onto your side, you grab your phone and flick through your music, every song you pass turning out to either be a love song or something somber. Thanks, fate. Turning out to be a great ally here. You scroll a little longer in search of a distraction when a notification takes your attention. 

Hockey Junkie: Hows the ankle treatin ya, everyone in the lair misses u

It hasn’t been uncommon for any of the gang to message you but Casey being somewhat sentimental isn’t inherently natural. You suppose it was only a matter of time. You have been quiet for a short while now. If this has been good for anything, at least you know your friends care about you. It’s only fair that you halt your pitiful oath of silence. 

Nerd’s Assistant: I can walk on it fine but I might give it another day or two just to be sure Hockey Junkie: Playing safe, gotcha Hockey Junkie: Forget that crap tho, get your butt down here, the guys think ur dead

You huff a laugh to yourself and rest your weary head against your folded arm as you roll onto your stomach. In truth, you could have returned to the lair a couple of days ago but that sinking sensation sullies your stomach any time you contemplate the idea. All the more reason to stick to this seclusion. Without knowing what to say, you put your phone down and sigh into the carpet. The sweet melodies from your speaker are almost all-encompassing until your phone dings again. Then, again and for a third time before you decide to take a look.

Hockey Junkie: Look lemme be real with you Hockey Junkie: Gap tooth aint doing so hot right now Hockey Junkie: Can you at least give him a visit? Do it for your favorite classmate yeh?

The last cocky comment goes amiss with the main picture here. What’s wrong with Donnie and what has it got to do with you? All you can think on the matter is that he misses having someone to vent about April to. No, that isn’t fair to him. There’s more to him than just being madly infatuated with her. He’s a beautiful person of vision, albeit a little on the awkward side but that just makes him all the more adorable. Seeing as you haven’t replied to a lot of his texts, he must be bloated with a bad conscience. That must be what Casey is getting at. It takes some effort but you convince yourself that Donatello indeed misses his friendly assistant and that it’s high time you make a move. There goes your vow of distancing yourself. Goodbye, vegetative bed rotting.

Walking to the lair after so much time would be alien was the route not learned via muscle memory. There’s still an unsettling energy that becomes all the more poignant with every step you take but you’re putting that down to your nerves. You should probably text first; let him know that you’re coming but you’ve already made it to the large doors of his laboratory. As your fingers trace over the smooth metal, you think about the day that started this all - the day that would mark a start to something so unexpected that it almost doesn’t seem real. This is real. The alarming beat in your chest is all too loud for it to be a dream. It’s now or never. Taking a deep breath, you knock and pull one of the doors to the side, revealing the beaten-down turtle surrounded by unfinished projects and forgotten inventions alike.  

He slumps further and throws a hand up loosely. “I know you’re trying to help but I already said-” He stops speaking when he turns around and sees it’s you. 

You wave awkwardly with a just as clumsy smile to greet him. He springs up to his feet and bounds towards you, going in for a hug, only to stop himself just a few steps in front of you. That’s too much too soon. Your arrival is just so unexpected but by no means is it unwelcome. Many questions. There’s a lot he wants to ask and much more that he wants to say, like how much he’s missed you, how concerned he’s been, or please, never do that again. 

Instead, he says the only thing he can rationally think to, “How is the, uh, ankle doing?”

“Much better. Some positions still hurt but…” You do a little spin on the spot to demonstrate how much you’ve healed, laughing shortly. “... I can walk now at least.”

Donnie laughs as well, glad for that much. “So, no more injuries I need to worry about?” he asks playfully with raised brows. 

“Nah~” you resound melodically, winking with a waggishness. “Sorry to disappoint, Doc.”

Not a disappointment at all. Knowing you’re in good health, at least physically, is a huge relief. Between the shared chortling and the all-together prospect of dismantling the initial awkwardness, it’s great to have you back. It’s good to be back and you’re inwardly scolding yourself for depriving yourself of pleasant company. An aching heart can make you do stupid things and you’re about to realise just how stupid going quiet was. Donatello rubs the back of his head and seems to look everywhere but at you. 

“So how come you never messaged?” he asks slowly. “I got worried.”

There’s the guilt you had expected but you didn’t realise it would be so gut-wrenching. He’s trying to mitigate how hurt he was but it’s clear as day on his face. You contemplate reaching for him as extra consolation, finger flickering towards his. Instead, hold onto your forearm and tilt your head shamefully.

“I’m sorry. I never wanted to worry anyone, especially not you. Just needed some time to myself, I think. You know, reflect on stuff.” Ah, he thinks to himself, Casey stuff no doubt. You blow off a cackle and shrug. “Without sounding like a complete pessimist, I think it’ll be easier to accept that no one could ever fall for me.”

You play it off as a joke - for the most part, that’s how you meant it - but he isn’t having that for a second. His hands jolt for your shoulders unexpectedly. Nothing follows and your wide eyes blink furiously with the abrupt action. 

“Donnie?”

Still, nothing. Gaze turned downwards, he just holds your shoulders, as though he’s thinking long and hard about something. He is. He’s thinking so very hard about this. Even the risk of making a fool of himself can’t scare him out of doing it now. There’s only so long he can carefully tread on this ice before it eventually breaks beneath him and swallows him whole. One might argue that’s not as bad as flat-out rejection but he doesn’t care anymore. It’s time to put those words to the test. 

He breathes deeply to collect himself, to avoid falling into a blubbering mess, and closes his eyes before getting straight to the point. “I know I could never stand any chance with you, as much as I like to pretend that I do, but I’d like it to be known at least. Even if you could never feel the same way, just know that you are loved - that you’re worth loving - and that… I’m in love with you. Don’t ever say stuff like that because it’s not true.”

All you can do is stare. Had he kept his eyes open, he would have witnessed your face shift into every conceivable expression whilst you tried to unpack what had just been said. You don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Both could be an option were you not so stunned to the point of near incapacitation. The lack of response is jarring yet still, he can’t bring himself to look at you. 

“Oh my God,” you suddenly wheeze under a whisper, afraid that if you speak any louder, you’ll surely burst into tears. “Are you for real?” Confused, he goes to answer but you continue. “Donnie,” you breathe more weakly, “I have been hopelessly in love with you for weeks and now I’m hearing that you feel the same? In all this time where I’ve been in my own head. I just thought that- with April-” You cut yourself off and step back, jerking your shoulders away from his clutch. “No. There’s no way. This isn’t funny, Donnie. Just stop.”

There’s a brief period of chronostasis - a beautiful phenomenon in which time stills and he has the space to reflect on what has just sputtered from your mouth. He almost can’t believe it and, it seems, you can’t believe his own words either. He wants to jump with joy, spring with glee, and throw it in his brothers’ faces for ever doubting such circumstances. The overconfidence can wait. At this moment, it’s just the two of you with this air of reconciliation, though dampened by doubt. Your doubt. 

He holds a hand out to you only for it to clasp into a soft fist. It would be easy to act on the defensive but that wouldn’t amount to anything. If it’s evidence you seek, so he shall provide. He walks over to his desk and retrieves a small box - the same box that you had snooped on the other week, the one containing the quaint, little bracelet that is surely meant for April. That’s what you assumed, which is why your heart clenches tightly. He carefully takes it out of its packaging and fawns over it in a moment of vulnerability. You’re awaiting words of inclination towards the redhead but he remains silent. A green thumb skips over the turtle charm and Donatello outstretches his other hand to you. Wearily, you oblige and bestow yours to him. He cups the back of your hand and turns it over so that he may place the delicate-looking jewellery in your palm, making sure the charm is turned up on its backside. You frown at his peculiar behaviour, only to realise that something is inscribed on the turtle’s underbelly: your initials. 

When it all comes to light, your head turns up to meet him again. He’s glanced away shyly but there’s an awkward smile on his lips. One would think that this shared admittance is something to be celebrated with a fantastical display but it feels much too surreal. You have this horrible vision of waking up in your room, finding this to be another one of your crazed dreams. When he finally meets your stare, those fears vanish. Wild imagination or not, you could never replicate that warm glow of those maroon eyes. Even thoughts of being embarrassed about the tears in your own couldn’t ruin this moment. You fawn over the little bracelet again and shimmy it onto your wrist. The exchange is silent but there’s an ambient comfort: an unfamiliar familiarness that paves way between the two of you and closes the gap you’ve both been aching to be rid of. Neither of you is well-equipped with your words, so this alteration best suits the moment. Everything that has come to be may have been born from unrequited feelings for your friends but the birth place doesn’t matter. Value is held in each other’s happiness and simply loving one another unconditionally.

You lean up, lifting yourself on your good foot mostly, and kiss him on the cheek. His inelegant grin drops and you’re sure the tassels of his mask would have flickered up if they obtained sentient life. A primrose hue blossoms his face - one that you become well-acquainted with when he cups your cheeks and presses his lips to your forehead. With you both soaring ever higher, he pulls you into a long-awaited embrace, holding you close as your bodies transcend orbit and go off into the stars. 

Man, he sure does love being a turtle.

[missbuckyhellfire]

This Will Be My Year: Eddie Munson

MASTER LIST

Part 11: Been Caught Stealing

Previous Part

Warnings: Friends with benefits relationship to Dating, flirting , Language, Roleplaying scenarios, Fluff, , Illegal behaviors

As much as Eddie hated Valentine’s Day, this year seemed different for him. For some reason, he didn’t want to throw up in the hallways when he seen couples making out or when they would do random things to demonstrate their love for one another. Even though it was less than 3 days away, he got some butterflies thinking about her.

He understood the arrangement, Audra and he were friends with benefits sure but he always wondered if someone like Audra would give him the time of day. His feelings for her seemed to have grown stronger a couple of weeks back when he gotten his grades for the fall term to see that he received all passing grades with a B in English, something he never thought was possible. Audra was a blessing to him, someone who never fully gave up on him, even when the moments of high stress while studying.

However as time went on they seemed to be getting more distant from one another, maybe seeing each other once or twice a week for DND and to chill at the Hideaway.  It wasn’t enough for him, he had to spend more time with her and find a way to get closer with her. He was thinking about asking her the question. It has been up to the point that his bandmates are pissed off that he keeps talking about her and they should just keep it official.

Eddie watched Audra at her locker as she grabbed her books for class. Today, she put her hair up in a ponytail with a heart patterned scrunchie. On her face, she painted a couple hearts on her cheeks with red eyeliner and painted her lips with a red lipstick. She was wearing her jean vest Eddie gifted her, with a black tank top underneath and jeans. She was perfect and beautiful to him.

“Hey Audra! Are you still down for tonight?” Robin and Steve smiled at her. She nodded and glanced at Eddie and flashed a smile at him. “Sure!”

Eddie smiled and winked back. He watched as her eyes lit up when she noticed the small bouquet of daisies he left for her inside the locker. She immediately turned to him and muttered a thank you and her cheeks blushed.

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Audra admired the stencil in the mirror of the sword up her thigh. It was exactly as she wanted it and was a perfect size to hide it if necessary. Steve and Robin knew someone who would do the tattoo in their basement for cheap so they decided to go to them . Steve and Robin were getting Ice Cream Tattoos based on a difficult time they went through. When Audra asked about it, they didn’t want to talk about it so she dropped the subject.

She didn’t know what to expect when the artist inked her, but all she knew was that she loved the feeling of it. The pleasure, the euphoria and the high she got from getting one. It was a pleasurable prick of pain that blossomed into something more. She found herself blushing at the thought of Eddie seeing the tattoo when it was completed. After a short period into the session, Steve and Robin had some questions they wanted to ask.

“Whats with you and Eddie? Are you dating or not?” Robin asked

“What a question?” Audra cocked a eyebrow at them.

“I mean you come to school with hickeys and spend time with him a lot and seemed to be changing a bit, which is good you were too booky” She continued

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“ You were too smart and boring now at least your getting adventurous, your getting your first tattoo for starters!” He snickered as he watched the tattoo artist start coloring  in the shading of the tattoo. Audra muttered a soft moan from the feeling of needles scrapping her leg.

“But you are keeping up with your grades and it’s amazing that your at least living a little before college.” Robin had to but in.

“I am not sure, I know of Eddie’s reputation and what not but I feel like I am getting quite close with him.”

“With the freak of Hawkins?” Steve raised his eyebrows.

“Yea, I am not too sure how he is going to take it.” She muttered.

“Babe, you are everything he would want and more” Robin assured. “Just be careful of the consequences of dating someone like him.”

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Hellfire decided to meet in the theatre again for their next session on Valentine’s Day. This was the groups third attempt to get Audra’s character Thia out of the grasps of the vampire army. Both Eddie and Audra are starting to get exhausted and bored of the same routine. They still get into it, by adding some sly flirting during the session. Little did the know that both were going to try and implement more and more flirting into the session. They would exchange longer looks and one another and both of their eyes seemed to sparkle a little bit more.

“Just quit it, any more of this and you’re going to make it believable!” Mike stuck out his tongue in disgust as the two were completing the DND session in front of them.

“Would it really be that bad if I was dating her?” Eddie stuck out his tongue at Mike, who turned to Dustin who were also uneasy with the display as well.

Audra was on Eddie’s lap as he held a false blade against her neck. By the way she was squirming, Eddie knew that they would be talking about this later in the evening when everyone leaves afterwords. The two planned to go out and chill in his RV later.

The group was fighting the final boss and Thia, of course was still held captive by the vampire. She had begged him to just let them move on from this point behind closed doors, but Eddie was insistent that this will help the group, especially the younger members to develop character.

“Yes it would be, just soften it up on us!” Mike snapped. Eddie and Audra looked at each other and sighed. They both knew Eddie was stubborn and wouldn’t even dream of letting this game get easier for them.

“Nope, your gonna have to fight this one off or your going to have to run off” Eddie shrugged “The rules are rules”

“But you don’t understand, there are a   bunch of vampires in front of the main villain!” Dustin rolled his eyes.

“I know that! I made the combat!” Eddie gave a smug remark back to him. The entire group groaned in response. “Now either run away or kill off your character it’s your choice.”

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The group just decided to leave Thia for now. However, Eddie had other plans with her character. His thumb had rubbed on her neck and stopped until he reached the beating point of her neck.

“Unfortunately for you and your friends, just when you left the fair maiden in distress, “ Eddie had ushered to you with a grin on his face. “Her former flame just was so so hungry and decided to have a little snack on her neck. He however, did not drink enough to kill her but grant her vampiric abilities with control over her.”  He leant over, just to tease her enough and let the rest of the group let out a groan.

“Are you fuckin kidding me!?” Eddie heard Gareth mutter under his breath. Obviously, no one was too keen on this revolution on the story plot point. But Eddie and Audra had talked it out earlier, and agreed it would benefit the character’s growth and possibly motivate the group to try harder next session.

“Well you had caused this stress I am afraid. “ Eddie had shrugged at his remark. “You chose to run away. Now plan better for next session and leave us so I can help her upgrade her sheets or you can help us clean up.”

The older members had immediately stood up to leave, knowing what Eddie had insinuated on doing to Audra. The younger members however had crossed their arms and looked at Eddie and Audra, not impressed.

“Nah, we are going to wait until you are done” Mike said.

“Yea, we wanna wait” Dustin chimmed in.

Eddie and Audra looked at each other and glanced at the older group. Each of the members offered to give them a ride but they had buffered it off , not letting their eyes off of Audra, whose cheeks were turning a shade of red.

“We were going to hang out afterwords, you know to celebrate Eddie passing.” Audra muttered.

“Then take us with you!” Dustin said. “ I can call Suzie later!”

Eddie and Audra were stuck and shrugged. “We should do it another time, I will drop off the kids.” Audra said and Eddie looked down, disappointed in the recent revelation.

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Eddie and Audra felt an uneasy feeling onto them as Mike and the younger children had their eyes on them throughout the clean up and Eddie explaining how the vampiric abilities will impact her character. The older members had left a while ago and the younger kids had their arms crossed full of dissatisfaction.

Once it was all done, Mike was the first one to speak up.

“So when were you going to tell me you were dating Audra?” He cleared his throat. Eddie and Audra looked at each other, both letting out a amusing laugh.

“Dating me and him come on.” Audra pointed at Eddie. “We are just good friends.”

“Sure, what about the vest? That is totally something a boyfriend will give a girlfriend.”  Mike spat.

“And help Eddie study? You can’t be serious!” Dustin added.

Eddie turned to him. “Hey! HEY! She has done good for me so far! I have one last class to pass and I am fine!” He said proudly.

“He is a good friend of mine, I won’t ruin anything like that.” She muttered.

“Jason told me.” Lucas cleared his throat which caused Eddie and Audra look at one another. They felt their complexion get paler by the second as guilt began to flood through them.

“What?” Eddie finally coughed out. “Jock think’s he can make up lies about us.” He tried to buffer it up, but no one was willing to buy his lie. Audra just looked down on the ground, having nothing to say.

“No, he said that you and her are insanely close, too close. He recalled seeing you two making out at the Halloween Party after Eddie punched him for spiking the punch.” Lucas continued. Eddie’s and Audra’s faces drop. Eddie was gonna get back at him for this one.

“He was piss ass drunk when we seen him, he could have made it up!” Audra tried to reason with them but they only shook their heads in response.

“It wasn’t just him,” Mike stated, “Entire cheer squad saw it to!”

Eddie and Audra gave the same look to each other. Shit.

“Fine, we were drunk one night and that was it” Audra lied so smoothly and Eddie nodded in agreement. “We just kissed a bit and we just got close that’s all. We didn’t make it weird at all.”

The young kids didn’t pry further, but they glance at one another knowing they are not buying this.

“Ok whatever can you bring us home?” Dustin asks and Audra grabs her car keys. Eddie was going to say something about seeing her at school on Monday but missed the opportunity as she rushed past him. Eddie felt like he completely lost his chance to spend the evening with her.

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Eddie didn’t know how exactly he got into this mess. He did actually, his boss Reefer Rick hadn’t properly paid him for what he owed. He did some extra work this past week, yet he didn’t give him his cut. He felt like he needed to get what he wanted.

It was Valentine’s day, and he thought that the house would be empty as Rick had a lady this year. It was a chance to grab some booze, weed and his cash and rush out of the house. It was the least he could do anyways.

What he wasn’t expecting was the dogs, and seeing his boss in a robe with a blonde under his arm with a cigar in his mouth.  His dark eyes were full of furry and he mumbled a couple curses under his mouth in the kitchen where Eddie had some whisky, a bag of weed and the cash he had long owed him. Before he could think, he dodged a glass bottle of whisky that his boss tossed at him. Even if he did remember what happened, it is not like he could fire him, Eddie was one of his top sellers.

He had to think fast, his boss was already on the phone with the cops and he had to find somewhere to run off to for the night. He had to go to Audra’s to drop off the chocolates and bat stuffed animal he got her. But he was now realising that tonight may have not been the best night for revenge. He didn’t even think about it, he jumped through the window and rushed to the Wheeler’s house.

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Audra couldn’t sleep. She wasn’t sure why exactly. Was it her exams coming up? Was it helping and praying to every deity that she can get Eddie Munson to pass one of the hardest graders in Hawkin’s High? She was confident that she would be able to but sometimes some of the things that comes out of his mouth, makes her wonder how he hasn’t got into not so good things.

She glanced at the photo that her and Eddie took the night they started their relationship. Or situationship as Eddie would call it, as he would say she would be hard on him from time to time, especially around schoolwork. But he did make a really cute elf with his outfit, and she looked so pretty under his arm.

CLINK

CLINK

CLINK

Audra shrugged it off, she had thought she had misheard something, and she did just watch a horror film before bed so it may be playing games with her head.

That was until she found a pair of dark orbs staring at her from the tree that hung outside of her window. She was speechless and hid back of squeal, the orbs only looked at her as the figure’s hand tapped on the window again.

Audra reached for her robes to walk downstairs to tell Nancy about what was going on outside the room. It was until she heard the voice rasp outside of her room her name.

“AUDRA!”

She turned around and took steps closer to her window. Her eyes started to recognise the features of the man in the bushes. His dark curly hair had branches in them and a wide grin was across his face.

“Eddie what are you doing out here?” Audra said in a hushed voice.  Eddie didn’t respond but pointed at her window to open it. She didn’t hesitate to open it as it was cooler and he obviously needed some warmth as she noticed how he was shaking in his jean jacket.

He came in and looked outside one last time before he closed the window. “Can I spend the night here?”

Audra was pushed back by the sudden question. He wasn’t usually upfront about it, and she knew Karen wouldn’t have it. “Why?”

Eddie took a deep breath but he smiled “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” He whispered as pulled her in close for a hug, in which Audra had took in a familiar unwanted smell all over him: weed and alcohol.

“Well I should know if I am going to let you spend the night here . I expect you to be gone in the morning, I don’t know how my family will react with you here!” Audra said in a low tone.

“I get it but until sunrise, until the police loose chase!” He said in a lower tone, his dark eyes had lowered and his hand covered his mouth. He realised what he said definitely won’t help him.

Audra bit her lip, she wanted to push him out. What did Eddie Munson do that was so stupid that would cause the cops to chase him. “The police?!”

Eddie shushed her and  kept to himself. “ I did something with my manager that he wasn’t too happy about.”

“Like your band manager?” She asked.

“No.” He scratched the back of his neck. “Look I may have not been completely honest with you, the group has hidden it from you too in fear you may judge me. I sell drugs on the side to get some extra cash. We didn’t want the good girl of the group to figure something out as we really liked you.”

Audra sighed. “What? Are you crazy!? Why are the cops after you?”

“I may have broke into my boss’s  to grab some stash, whisky and cash that he owed me. He threw a bottle at me before he called the cops and I got out of there. ” He was getting more nervous as they talked. He felt his hands shaking a bit, he didn’t want to mess this up with her, she was a big part of his life.

Audra thought Eddie couldn’t have gotten crazier. Yet, here they were, Audra was housing a drug dealer. A once top student is hiding a criminal. However, he was her friend and with their complicated relationship with one another, they have gotten close with one another. She can’t just let him get vulnerable on the streets.

“Fine one night, you leave at sunrise and if we hear people coming, your out of here.” Audra sighed  as she pinched her nose.

“Thanks sweetheart.” He said calmly under his breath, relieved he has a place to house for the night. He knew what he did was stupid, and he honestly wasn’t too surprised that he did it. However, it was the holiday that he sworn that he never thought he would have the pleasure to celebrate. He had a small box of chocolates and a bat stuffed animal  from the gas station, it wasn’t much but it was something he thought would make his point. He trusted her, more than anything and wanted to see if she would ever see a future without  him in it. The past few months have been a challenge hiding his feelings with the kids around, yet he wanted to take the next step, even though it was fuckin corny to do it on Valentine’s Day.  He wanted to talk to Audra before she left, but the kids had to be snooping around. He chuckled as he gave Audra the boxed chocolates and stuffy in hand, who looked at him puzzled.

“Happy Valentine’s day Audra”

“Eddie, I thought you weren’t into paying into society’s scam”  Audra deepened her voice to mimic his, in which Eddie snorted in response. “ I thought we were going out and just hang at your place, not a date.” She however found her eyes stare at the bat stuffed animal, admiring the

“I know what I said earlier, but you got me thinking” He thought back from a few weeks ago when he said that. He was only saying that so he can get her by surprise for what he was going to ask her. He just didn’t think it would be happening the ways he thought it would have.

“Look where that got you ! Seeking refuge here” Audra snapped and Eddie had chuckled in response to what was said. He took a step closer to her and took in her scent. She smelt insanely sweet and her hair was soft.

“I know I may not be the smartest guy, but you do have my heart.” He mumbled. He thought he just thought it, yet he spoke it out loud. Once he realised Audra’s lips were parted as though she wanted to say something, he was stunned and silent at her.

“I am glad that you said something.” She muttered back to him as she kissed his lips softly. Surprised, he was frozen in place as she wrapped her arms around him and ushering him to the bed.

Eddie watched as she put her gifts on the floor by her bed. He leant over and saw her pyjama shorts and found the drawing of the sword that was up on her thigh. His eyes had grown, she was also a talented artist he thought to himself.

“Hey uh princess I really like the drawing on your thigh.” He mused reaching to grab it.

“Oh that’s not a drawing.” Her voice was smooth and she didn’t even need to hesitate what she was saying to him. She seen his tattoos and she felt like the blade represented and suited her.

“You, got a tattoo!?” Eddie had risen his voice unintentionally and Audra had covered his mouth quickly.

“SHH! Yes I did. Robin and Steve had went to get one a few days back.”

“You went to the tattoo parlor with Steve the hair and you didn’t think of going with me!?”Eddie had his teasing tone on but he was slightly disappointed. “The hair!? Really!?”

“I didn’t know you would be so interested in going with me, but we can do the next one?” She suggested.

“Next one? You wanna go and do another one?” He mused “But the first one is truly an experience and I missed it.” His eyes however never left her leg, admiring it and how it complimented it. “It really is bad ass though.” He chucked under his breath as he kissed her thigh.

“I want to be more than we are now.” Audra said and Eddie finally looked up to her. “I want to be with you to be your queen freak.” Eddie had snickered at the response. “Who cares what the kids and society says, your mine and I licked your dick so that must mean something.”

Eddie pulled her in closer as he tried his best to hold back his laughter. “I guess so too, no rushing with us though whenever your ready to do it with me to take that final step.”

Audra smiled at him, “Take me out on a date first and we will talk.”

“That works for me.” Eddie had said then cleared his throat. “Will you go out with me next week?” He wasn’t expecting sex right away, they were only fooling around before and he did not want to mess this up with the most amazing girl in his eyes.

“Sure.” Audra mused as he kissed her neck, and it began to trail lower down her body. She doesn’t remember when her shirt came off, but she was thankful that it was as his lips were so skilled around her body. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he groaned in response.

“I am so glad I came to you tonight.” Eddie mused.

“I am glad that you came to me tonight, and happy valentines day.” Audra muttered under her breath as Eddie then grabbed her thigh with the sword tattoo on it. They were in for a long night of passionate tongue loving.

Next Part:

[taoofshigeru]

Finished the True Vide fight!

I'm going to just talk about how it went for me below the jump.

Short version: This was so hard. I died so much. I had so much fun and am basking in the glow of octopathic euphoria right now.

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My party: [Phase 1] Armsmaster Castti (level 82) Cleric Agnea (level 80) Merchant Throné (level 80) Thief Ochette (level 82)

[Phase 2] Inventor Partitio (level 80) Merchant Hikari (level 76) Dancer Osvald (level 80) Dancer Temenos (level 80)

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There were lots of fun tricks to this fight, but by far the most glaring was the punishing power of the Hellbound each time a tentacle dies. Four of them each for 3-4000 on most characters even at level 80. You can't start attacking the core until all tentacles are dead, and if you spread out the tentacle kills by even a bit, one will respawn while you're busy finishing the others and the loop will never end. And, by the way, Vide can do 4000 damage flat, ignoring defense, if there's only one tentacle left, so you better get that break right after the tentacles die.

Divine Protection (which Hikari gets from the one 10-star difficulty nun in Canalbrine), which can be stacked 4 at a time on the entire party, can effectively block this for one phase. But there are two, and you have to use an entirely different party for the second one. I was hoping to use Temenos' Prayer for Plenty to heal for 9999 on the second phase and tough it out.

I tried this. The quad Hellbounds did 12k for a total party wipe.

Welp.

That and the end-of-everything spam attack (3 hits for 9999) that the second phase does about 4 turns in convinced me it was a significantly better idea to try and carry Hikari to the second phase so he could stack that buff on everyone. Getting there without burning it on the first phase would essentially trivialize the fight.

However, doing so meant I needed to figure out another way to tough it out in phase 1.

It ended up coming down to Castti, who I had fed all of my nuts throughout gameplay because she was my starter and I love love love her. Plus some luck with turn sequencing. I had Agnea cast Aelfric's Blessing on both Castti and Throné, and got the tentacles down to where one final Hired Help would finish them off. I also buffed elemental defense in one of the preceding concoctions, since that does seem to reduce damage taken from Hellbound.* Then I waited for a turn where Throné went first and Castti second. Throné used Foreign Assassin to heal from the Vide Wave (tm), then Castti was able to stay standing after the last one with like 600HP.

The doctor doesn't care if you're a wicked deity

She then did extreme doctor things (used an Almighty Olive to fully revive the party). Then I had a full turn to break Vide before the waves of darkness started coming.

When Ochette gets a full turn, Ochette breaks the enemy. It's what she does.

The rest of the fight was a walk in the park. Ochette's Peek-a-Boo summon plus Castti's Drastic Measures shredded through the phase 1 core, Osvald's One True Magic (II) plus assorted Almighty Soulstone usage from the rest of the boys helped break the second round of tentacles with the sidestep mixed in. Hired Help did the rest of the damage, and quad-stacked Divine Protections rendered the party essentially untouchable even in the face of that 9999 x3 barrage.

I loved this fight, and I'm saying that from the perspective of having fought Galdera. It really drew on all the disparate elements of vaguely and blatantly broken tools the game gave you, and I get the feeling it could've been solved in a half-dozen more ways depending on how one had built up their party. It was everything I loved about Octopath II.

…Next up. True Vide, the Wicked.**

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*A point regarding the elemental defense buff and Hellbound. Information I found online has been sketchy but I set the above strategy up twice, once with the buff and once without. It does seem to have made the difference between Castti surviving to use the Olive.

**I have already died twice, but I've also made some decent progress and am interested to try some new combinations.

[moltenwrites]

I was gonna keep these posts serious, but eh I’m just gonna post whatever.

That being said DAMN the rap scene has been crazy. When Like That dropped, I must admit, I thought it was stupid. But when shit started getting serious, I got invested HARD. Plus, this is giving us a LOT of new Kendrick, so win win. Here’s a random ranking of the songs

10. Taylor made freestyle - It uses AI vocals that not only sound like shit, but disrespect a dead person

9. This one’s gonna be controversial, but I gotta put the heart part 6 - This song was such a trash ass respone to meet the grahams. It was saying “ nu uh “ to some SERIOUS accusations, and in a way that gave us no reason to believe it

8. 6:16 in LA - I like this song, it just didn’t leave much of an impact. It’s good though.

7. 7 minute drill - I gotta admit, this song as a diss is WEAK, even more so considering Cole apologized. That being said, the song kinda slaps. The beat switch with the “ Conductor “ is really cool.

6. - Push Ups - This song was a really good comeback to Like That: it called out Kendrick for being slow on responses, and had some good disses ( I.E the drums diss )

5. - Like That - Like that is REALLY good. The beef starter itself, it had some HARD disses ( the big three line ) while bringing Kendrick back into the spotlight. It’s a really good song

4. - Family Matters - Despite this song getting HEAVILY overshadowed by a certain drop, Family matters is a BRUTAL diss. There are some serious allegations here aswell, and the song just sounds good overall. Plus, the music video referencing GKMC was cool.

3. Not Like Us - A crazy follow up to an even crazier diss. Not like us is a jammer that hammers on some allegations that people looked over. It’s a really good song

2. Euphoria - Euphoria was CRAZY. The slow start switching into that insane beat, the disses at Drakes parenting, and the pure levels of HATING in this song elevate it. Like, this level of hating is BEYOND me.

1. Meet the Grahams - Jesus… this song is insane. Kendrick reveals some crazy shit over an evil beat. Euphoria may have been pure hating, but this song showed us *why.* It is brutal while still managing to sound fantastic, and for that it is my favorite.

Alright that’s all for my rambling, if you have any thoughts reply and I’ll give em a look.

[quinloki]

Hihi, just curious but do you have any advice on writing dialogue in general??

I'll do my best!

First and foremost, while writing often wants/needs/should/is expected to feel "formal" and "proper", dialogue does NOT have to follow this rule.

People don't normally speak properly. Native speakers can have word combinations that only make sense locally - and in some cases as an author you have to be careful to avoid local idioms, unless you're utilizing them to set someone apart.

Read your dialogue out loud. You won't have to do this for forever, but doing it while you're first learning and writing dialogue helps limit the stilted feeling you can end up with.

Speech can be messy, it's okay to shake it up a little bit, just make sure you're not writing an accent or drawl with such accuracy that it's impossible to read it.

"That's not a bad plan, don't you know?" <- not wrong, but a little too formal for, say, a northern Minnesota accent.

"That's not a bad plan, don'tcha know?" <- closer, and honestly, good enough.

"Thass nodda bad plan, don'cha know?" <- phonetically accurate, but really hard to read.

Nothing will pull a reader out of a story more than needing to decipher a sentence. If someone has a unique dialect, you can write it out, but offer up an translation from another character, or provide the translation to the reader. You want to avoid leaving your audience in the dark 9 times out of 10.

I tend to write out some vocalizations in my stories - especially during spicy scenes, and I'll vary how I write out stammering too. I'm not 100% consistent with it, but it adds some flavor.

You can write it: "I c-can't do that!" (generally read as kuh-can't) "I ca-a-a-n't do that!" (generally read as kuh-aaah-n't (or kah-aaah-n't depending on your region))

Either is fine, but sometimes I just write it out "I kuh-can't do that!" if I want more of a stutter.

and "ca-ah-n't" or "ca~an't" or hell "ca-ahhh♥-n't!" if I'm going for more of moan, whimper, or whine.

I suppose that's another thing - have fun with your dialogue. Put a heart in there to emphasize someone's euphoria, add in a smiley face if you want. I wouldn't do it ALL the time, not even once a chapter, honestly, but sprinkled into 2-3 places over a longer fic, or once in a one-shot for a punch, works well.

And said.

Said.

Said.

Look.

If we're talking dialogue, we're talking dialogue markers.

For one, unless you're remembering something, or looking back on something, my advice is use "says" for starters, and I think that will help in finding other words to use as markers.

He hisses. She growls. They intone.

"Don't quote me!" He bellows.

is different from

"Don't quote me!" He calls out with a smile.

I didn't even have to mention how he's red in the face with anger in the first one. Bellows gets me there. Not all dialogue markers are straight forward though.

"cries" has a lot of flexibility depending on the situation.

Most people who purr in your ear are either being intimate with you, or offering you a deal you should probably turn down. Or worse, offering you a deal you can't afford to turn down.

But also? Said/Says isn't a dirty word. Don't fret so much that it stops you from writing. If you can't find a word that gives you the vibe you're looking for, say is fine. Say is GREAT for neutral.

A low stakes random conversation between friends? Say/said is going to be used a lot. Anything else carries some level of emotion, and if you're having a no-stakes conversation while you're, I don' know, peeling potatoes, then you'll use say.

Maybe the farm boy down the road has dusty brown hair like potato skins and you sigh wistfully thinking about him.

Sometimes it's not what you say, it's how you say it. ~_^

[salazzling]

Mind if I ask some questions?

How did you meet Evelyn and Aiko? How did you 3 become lovers? What are their and your fetishes?

Not at all! I'd never refuse an opportunity to talk about my beloveds. Though be warned, it's a long read!

Evelyn was my unconventional starter, a Salandit I met as a child on a hike up Akala's Wela Volcano Park. I already toyed with perfume oils and herbs as my form of play, so I suppose my scent at the time might have caught her attention! She was mischievous, sneaking up to me to nip gently at my ankles, much to my guardians' horror. They screamed for me to get away, but something—perhaps childlike recklessness—told me to instead crouch down and take her into my arms. We were attached at the hip then, spending nearly every hour of the day together. She alone listened to my troubles as I was often alone and isolated (despite the friendliness Alola is known for, children can be mean no matter where they are).. and stayed close to me, held me as soon as she evolved to be able to. We played, we mixed terrible recipes and laughed, we cried together. It was always her.

As I grew older, and my peers began chasing crushes and adults began warning us about the dangers of young love, I found that I.. felt no such urges towards any other person. In fact, I only ever felt desire and longing towards.. Pokémon. And, of course, towards my dearest friend. At the time I thought it ridiculous and unheard of, and far out of my reach anyway as my Evelyn had reached the age where she began seeking to form her personal harem.

..Well, there was one time I caught Evelyn awake at night, having snuck out, standing at the shore of the beach and gazing up at the stars. I'm grateful she found her nerve then, when I called out to her. She always did what she wanted, and that included kissing me. The rest is history!

As for Aiko. When the president of the Aether Foundation created all those Ultra Wormholes in the UB Disaster, one of them just so happened to open near our home. They wasted no time taking me inside themselves and injecting me with poison, and as my Evelyn tried in vain to fight the Rock/Poison type Nihilego, we all were surprised to find that—thanks to years of 'playing' with a Salazzle, I was partly resistant to the neurotoxin! Aiko then saw me as something of a curiosity, and would speak to me with the hallucinations they induced. I let them pick apart my memories, partly out of fear and partly out of curiosity and compassion of my own. It turns out they, too, wanted to experience becoming close with a different species. They're a more recent lover of mine, as you can see, and they gently feed on me in exchange for my protection from the forces dispatched to neutralize UBs. Once I had caught them, they were thankfully legally mine, aha! I gave them their name, after "love". Evelyn didn't seem to mind; in fact, she took me and Aiko as a challenge to outdo us with her own affairs!

As for our fetishes and kinks, I have always had a thing for aphrodisiacs, 'drugging' and hypnosis in the form of poisons, food play with chocolate and berries. Evelyn introduced me to bondage, combining fireproof leathers and rope with her heat and her venom (a glorious combination). She keeps me on a leash, many times literally, and she loves to make me guess whether she will be gentle or rough with biting and scratching my skin. She makes me taste her, too. Her taste is sweet, like purple nectar, honey and soft musk. Her soft hisses against my ear are a devoted prayer.

I am so, so very lucky to have them both in my life

Aiko gladly indulged my desire to be intoxicated and entranced, and their tentacles can alternate between soft and slimy and hard and smooth like glass. They like to hold me up, plunge my head into themselves and fuck me senseless with their appendages while my sense of time and reality dissolves into utter euphoria. They also enjoy suffocating me, squeezing my neck or shifting and ramming a soft tentacle deep into my throat. And sometimes, they and Evelyn like to team up on me~

Hearing the sounds of Evelyn amplified, while inhaling searing musk and sex and soil and berries, tasting her tongue and Aiko's skin, whipped whilst injected with glorious venom until I can no longer differentiate pain and pleasure?

[whole-sale-925-silver]

DIY Crafts Sterling Silver Jewelry for Kids at Home

Step-By-Step Starter Projects

Before you start, ensure the environment is safe, especially if you're using any heat source. Always supervise kids during the process.

Supplies Needed

Sterling Silver Wire (20-gauge or 22-gauge is good for beginners)

Sterling Silver Beads or Charms

Jewelry Pliers (round nose, chain nose, and wire cutters)

Sterling Silver Clasps and Jump Rings

Jewelry Hammer and Anvil or Block

Ear Hooks (for earrings)

Sterling Silver Chain (for necklaces or bracelets)

Soldering tools (optional for more advanced projects)

Basic Sterling Silver Earrings

Cut Wire: Cut a 3-5 inch length of the sterling silver wire using wire cutters.

Shape: Using round-nose pliers, shape the wire into a loop, spiral, or any desired shape.

Add Beads: If you're using beads, slide them onto the wire.

Close Off: Create a small loop at the end using the round-nose pliers.

Attach to Ear Hook: Open the loop on the bottom of the ear hook slightly, attach your silver design, then close the loop securely.

Repeat: Do the same for the other earring.

Basic Sterling Silver Bracelet

Measure & Cut Chain: Measure the wrist and add an extra inch for comfort. Cut the sterling silver chain to this length.

Add Charms: If you're using charms, you can attach them to the chain using jump rings. Open the jump ring slightly using two pairs of pliers, slip on the charm and the chain link, and then close securely.

Add Clasp: On one end of the chain, attach a jump ring and one part of the clasp. On the other end, simply attach the other part of the clasp.

Get Set, Craft! Starting with Simple Projects

However, one doesn't need an arcane mastery over art to experience the euphoria of creation. Start simple. Children's jewelry, for instance, offers a myriad of opportunities to dabble in something both charming and manageable.

For neophytes, earrings and bracelets can serve as a facile entry point. Crafting earrings is less taxing on your reserves of creativity but allows for ample scope of personalization. Whether it's looping in a few beads or attaching miniature charms, the act itself is a testament to the unsung alchemy of everyday objects.

Necklaces and pendants level up the game. The elongated form invites a deeper play with texture, color, and form. Fabricating these is akin to weaving a narrative where every bead, chain, and ornament functions as a lexeme in the syntax of the design. To say that each pendant serves merely as an accessory would be a gross underestimation; it's the epicenter that captures and magnifies the essence of the overall piece

Tools and Supplies: Crafting for Success

When embarking upon the intricate journey of craftsmanship, one quickly realizes that success is contingent on a tapestry of variables. Among the most critical are your tools and supplies, which act as the linchpin in the delicate balancing act of converting concept to creation.

To diminish the import of quality supplies, especially Sterling Silver, is tantamount to sabotaging one's craft. Rings and earrings intended for children are not merely decorative trinkets but tangible manifestations of craftsmanship that involve a kaleidoscope of expertise.

Sterling Silver, with its blend of durability and aesthetic finesse, is an indispensable medium in this equation. It's not just material; it's a mélange of utility and artistry, optimal for sensitive skin and robust enough for the inevitable rigors of child play.

[dhufeainnewedd]

☀            @luredeep​            {            WITH.            ciri.

«        girl,        »            and    when    ishtar    says    girl,    you    know    something    is    wrong,    because    she    isn't    particularly    fond    of    gender    norms,    and    she    is    definitely    into    wordsy    replies.            when    she    goes    straight    to    the    one-word    reaction    and    hits    you    with    a    "girl"    that    sounds    like    a    tap    of    the    back    of    her    hand    against    your    cheek,    you    know    whatever    you    did    isn't    working.            «        what    is    that    fresh    hell    ya    put    on    yer    face?        »

[freakydeermemes]

ACT V: HYMNS WITH THE DEVIL IN CONFESSIONAL (2/3)

lyrical starters/prompts from the dear hunter's album "act v"

"The shutters close when they're around."

"They keep their eyes set straight and true."

"Their idle hands won't flit or flutter."

"Never do they slip or stutter."

"Still their mind is menacing away."

"They'll twist your heart until you're manic."

"Pray you're not the one they find."

"Any time the plan'll get a bit off track, they're the only who can bring it back."

"The main manipulator, yeah, the wolf who leads the pack."

"You better lock your doors and shut your windows tight."

"Pull the shades down and turn off the lights."

"Always feed the hand that leads to teeth that bite."

"They'll have you hanging by a string, or noose if they prefer you perish."

"Just look at that shopkeeper peddling their wares."

"Don't you wonder what keeps them there day after day?"

"Blindly, they're bounding a pace, starving for mercy in a merciless place."

"Only a fool would make martyrs from heathens."

"The children keep sadness and suffering at bay."

"Only a monster makes fodder from saints."

"But what better use of hookers and thieves than greasing the wheels of perfect machines?"

"A harmony of industry."

"Just how could you weed them out?"

"But what is the use of cutting them down?"

"You're bleeding them dry."

"They live and die like you and I."

"Someone like yourself could bring worth to worthless."

"These people will just tear themselves apart."

"Don't you wonder what made them so vicious, so sick?"

"Son, your father's not all good."

"I love you more than I thought I could."

"When the menace in my mind finds me, I simply look to your eyes."

"Someday I hope I do see the man you'll grow into."

"When your heart's in disarray, just know that your father, too, has made mistakes."

"Still, I mean every word that I've said."

"The truth can truly cut."

"I've been cruel to the ones who have stayed by my side, and foolish enough to believe in my pride."

"Soon, I'll know exactly where I stand."

"I won't be giving up again. Yeah, I'll be getting up again."

"I heard a voice."

"Bring me your heart, and then you will awake in a state of suprising euphoria."

"I learned to turn emotions into weaponry."

"Don't tell anyone what you saw here."

"I've never heard that sound before."

"I am nothing but an infant wave, stuck in a savage ocean."

"Don't fear the words that I say."

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[zorkaya-moved]

if you all want to drop me in asks, these six are open for you all to send out! 

1) franz kafka starters.  2) from the villain sentence starters.  2.5) from the hero sentence starters. 3) soft thorns (poetry) sentence starters.  4) euphoria. episode one sentence starters.  5) jujutsu kaisen sentence starters.

New addition: music for the soul!

[sashitheeblogger]

“ me excitedly telling you about my dr and how different it is from the actual series “

Anyways this is my stranger things DR, I’ve been working on it since July the 3rd, I am half way through the script.

So far I’ve moved it over to a discord server so I can better organize everything and eventually there will be a PowerPoint so yeah:3

I also have a Pinterest board for it but I’m keeping it a secret board for now but once the dr is done then it won’t be a secret board.

(What is the DR and what fandom is this DR for)

Ok so for starters it’s for Stranger Things but it’s very different from the series because it’s an alternative DR

This means that vecna, the mindflayer, demodogs, demogorgon don’t exist basically in this dr

Instead of Eleven being in the lab and associated with DR. Brenner I was thinking like hopper and his crew found out about what was going on in Hawkins Lab, and decided to break in and save the kids before anything else happened.

So technically Eleven was saved because of them, and Hopper adopted Eleven and yeah so that’s a difference as well

The kids have been aged up instead of them being in middle school there in high school there 15-16 and there sophomores in high school

I’m in Steve’s age group so everyone is 16-17 years old, and in the 11th grade and yeah:3

Eddie, Robin, Chrissy, Max, and Jason😒 exist in season 1 and Eddie and Chrissy are alive in this so yay “hope this is a comfort cause it is to me”

Nancy and Steve are already dating in this, Nancy is head of the newspaper and I also am going to script that she’s like class president/head of the student council cause she built like that purr💕

Argyle and Eden will come in season 2 if that’s what y’all were wondering

Also I’m shifting to season 1 (1983), also the reason it is an alternative DR is because I wanted something where they had like a sense of normalcy, don’t have to deal with trauma, and yeah I figured if it was an alternative then it won’t be so bad

Also like I think to make it interesting I feel like it could be some gravity falls type beat and like they solve the mysteries and scary related stuff of Hawkins, like some Scooby Do stuff lmao

So it’s stranger things + euphoria = it’s euphoria but the 80s and yeah

(So what is the dr about and how is the plot/plot structure going to go)

Well im still working it out but I have a clear idea on how the plot/plot structure is going to be.

So my dr self’s name is Jae Marie Hopper, my family and I have moved from Maryland to Hawkins, the reason that we moved is because Maryland became unsafe and my mother wanted somewhere where we all could be safe and have a fresh start.

Hence why we moved, so my parents have the house the house isn’t done yet though so, me and my younger sister “Edith” go to stay with my uncle hopper and his daughter El

While my parents go stay with my dad’s parents for the time being, and my older sister “Stevie” is off at summer camp for awhile (so Stevie and the parents won’t be important until like season 2 so yeah)

So me and my sister go to stay with my uncle and his daughter, and we get settled in and everything.

Eleven is happy to have me there because she didn’t want to spend another summer with just her friends again, she said it’s nice but she rather do summer differently this time

I don’t respond but I smile at her, while her and Edith are catching up with one another I’m just hoping that I can have a fresh start without screwing up anything

(I just want to put something out there, so my dr self was kind of having a rough time back in her old hometown it had to do with 🍃 & 💊 which was a lot for her so that’s another reason why the decision to move to Hawkins was made it was for her sake)

Anyways back to are schedule programming, I’m hoping that I don’t screw things up and that things go smoothly, given my past and how things went left I don’t want to drag that here

*my uncle already knows something up when I’m not with el and edith* so he asks me if everything is ok, I just lie and tell him that I’m alright

He’s not one to pry on or keep asking anything so he just brushes it off, and doesn’t press me about it

So El comes running back out excitedly telling me that she has to show me around the school because there having club sign ups and stuff

So I agree to come because that’s the first thing I wanted to do, so we walk to the school and I see a lot of people “mainly my age” signing up for clubs and stuff.

As we are walking around the school and everything El is just rambling and everything, I see someone stressed and storming off as newspapers are falling everywhere, El tells me that’s her boyfriend’s sister Nancy Wheeler -> I’m shocked that she has a boyfriend because like how and when.

So I ask El if they have a cheerleading squad and El is like “I am speed” and like the speed of light, she basically brings Chrissy and says that Chrissy is holding the tryouts and that I could tryout, so I ask Chrissy if I can tryout and she says yes:3 -> so after all the girls tryout I tryout and I shock them and everything especially Chrissy

Out of all the girls that tried out chrissy chooses me to join the team and I’m very much happy about it:3

After tryouts me and Chrissy are just walking side by side and just talking about anything and everything, and then she ask me if I want to go to this little concert thing that’s happening at the trailer park according to her it’s supposed to be a garage concert but she just laughs and says that it’s just a concert outside the trailer park. -> at first I’m hesitant to go but Chrissy convinced me to come when she says that cute boys will be there -> so I tell her I’ll be there and she goes to her house and I walk to my house.

(The day of the garage concert)

• anyways so the next day, I’m getting ready for the concert and of course hopper being nosy and all ask me why I’m all dressed up and everything

• I tell him that I’m going to a garage concert and that I won’t be home late, so he doesn’t press me on anything

• El took Edith to go meet her friends and hang out with her, so after I got ready I went to go and find Chrissy so maybe we could go early to the garage concert instead

• as I’m walking I see Chrissy but she’s not coming in my direction she’s going a whole other direction, so I decided to follow her cause yeah

• so I’m following her to this trailer area, and then I see her go inside so I instantly panic and I run towards the trailer park to stop anything bad from happening

• so I push the door open a little bit, and then I just kick it down which causes Chrissy to get startled and whoever else was in there to run off and hide.

• I’m yelling at Chrissy asking her what she’s doing here and why she’s buying those and that their to strong, then she’s asking me how I know about them -> I’m trying to come up with some stupid excuse but Chrissy sees right through me and asks me again -> so I tell her that I’ll make sure to explain everything to her and I just end up running away from there.

• Eddie comes out from where he was hiding and is in total disbelief and confusion, he asks if Chrissy still wants the drugs and she says that’s not the reason she came here for -> she wanted to hook me and Eddie up -> Eddie is completely against it because he doesn’t want to be involved with someone only to be the butt of someone’s joke -> Chrissy tells him that I’m not like that and that she doesn’t know me like that for me to be like every other cheerleader -> so Eddie agrees to give me a shot.

Chrissy leaves Eddie’s trailer and starts walking home, when she gets home that’s when she sees me sitting there. -> it’s awkward for a bit because of what happened earlier -> Chrissy ends up breaking the silence and asks me about how I knew what kind of drugs they were -> I end up telling her about the reasons that I’m here and my situation -> Chrissy says she didn’t know and says she’s sorry -> I end up telling her that’s it’s alright and that she’s the only person that I trust enough to tell her, I trust my uncle and Edith but I trust her the most.

Chrissy is surprised that I told her that I trust her, I tell her that we are friends and that she made me feel like I could come to her about literally anything no matter how stupid or dumb it was.

Chrissy ends up hugging me and tells me that she glad that we met and became friends, I tell her the same thing and we go in her house so that she can also get ready for the concert.

As we get to the concert, Chrissy tells me that she promises that her friend group is not weird -> I tell her that as long as they match my energy I don’t really care -> as we are talking Robin comes running up to her basically knocking her down -> Robin ask Chrissy where she has been all this time and then she introduces herself to me and recognizes me as officer hopps’s niece and was wondering if it was just me -> I tell her that I have an older sister who is at summer camp and that Edith is here with me and that she’s a total metal-head and would have love to come here.

So after Robin came up to us, Nancy comes up to us out of breathe and is scolding Robin for running off like that, and Robin apologizes to Nancy for running off like that and says that Chrissy made a new friend, and Nancy recognizes me from earlier during club sign ups and she introduces herself to me as well.

And after awhile I start meeting Chrissy’s other friends “Steve and Jonathan”, and we all end up just chatting and talking and stuff, and then Chrissy says she’s has someone else to introduce me to.

I’m confused cause I’m like I met pretty much everyone in her friend group, is there a boyfriend she has that I don’t know about.

So Chrissy ends up taking me to the side of the trailer and I end up meeting one of her childhood friends Eddie, and we kind of just stare at each other for awhile before I end up laughing (embarrassing my ass in another reality perfect)

Chrissy kind of just walks off after that and just leaves me and Eddie there basically, so Eddie compliments my rings and my outfit, and I compliments his rings and I say his hair is really cool. -> he ends up laughing at that and tells me that he’s about to go on and perform, and I tell him good luck and he winks at me “MUNSON WINKED AT ME MUNSON WINKED AT ME WIRIEUEEBEB”

So after I tell Eddie good luck I go off to Chrissy and her friends, and Eddie comes out and performs with his friends and it’s cool and shit, Robin literally screaming and cheering for him and us hoping that she doesn’t make our ears bleed with the way she’s screaming and cheering for me

After everything, me and Eddie exchange numbers and Eddie calls me the next day

(That’s literally it cause I’m still working on other things but this is how is basically will start off when I shift there)

(Plot Structure)

So for starters I’m shifting to season 1 but it’s the alternative version of it basically

It is in 1983 though so there’s that, ok so here’s how it’s structure so summer is already happening in my DR right -> and me and my family didn’t move to Hawkins until towards the end of May (I’ll have a timeline done soon cause I still have more scripting to do as I’m typing this up).

So my desired reality is focusing on my dr self getting adjusted to her new life and hoping that her fresh start, starts off right basically.

As we may or may not already know she has had to put up with bullying back in her old hometown and got herself mixed up in 🍃 & 💊 (idk how tumblr feels about any mentions of getting high or drugs so that’s why I did that) she’s also a stoner so it’s like the one thing she’s worried that it will screw up everything again

at first I was thinking it would be titled the material girl and so and so but honestly I don’t even feel like coming up with a title for this I’ve just been calling it STRANGER THINGS DR ALT this whole time lmao

So the plot structure for the first season is a summer in Hawkins, new mysterious girl in town, hopes to have a fresh start and start off right, meets the captain of the cheerleading squad and meets her group of friends, and a fluffy haired metal head with cool hair and cool rings. (It’s basically a summary just in case someone ends up asking me about it)

She doesn’t know how the summer will end for her or how it will go down, but she hopes she’s alright and well by the end of it

That’s what I have for the plot structure and this is the only season I have scripted so far I haven’t gotten to any of the other seasons as of yet, but yeah:3

Anyways moving on:3

(Disclaimer) > just so everyone is clear and knows I’m not following the series and I’m not following the timeline, this is an alternative dr meaning that it’s not following the show and the same things that happened in the series will not be happening in my dr

Also sorry if this was long and detailed I literally typed this up while was at work so yeah but thank you sm for reading I’ll probably make a part 2 of this cause I’m tired but thanks again for reading.’

- 🧋

Anyways I wanted to add one more thing, so in regards to my dr since it’s an alternative I’ll be rewriting season 1, season 2, season 3, and season 4 “both parts cause I did not like how vol 2 went down”

I’ll also be doing my own thing with season 5 so yeah.

That’s all I wanted to say oki bye.

- 🧋

[muselixer]

Vine 2.0: The Auditions #2***

starters taken from Tom Harlock’s video! part one apologies ahead of time for length! feel free to change pronouns if need be. warning for foul and dirty language, and capslock-implied yelling :) ***warning! flashing lights 20:40 - 20:43 & 20:47 - 20:51

“What do you think of my haircut? I did it myself this morning. ‘Cause I’m having a mid-life crisis. Cheers to that!”

“When times get tough, normally people would just do crack. But sometimes, a good yeet does the trick.”

*crying into a microphone*

“Relationship advice, fuck off. Just be single and be a nun. Like, don’t suck dick, suck Jesus’s prayers.”

“Whenever someone annoys me, I just pretend that I’m Jeffrey Dahmer, and threaten to eat their nan.”

“How do you feel about the fact that they did surgery on a grape?”

“If you are a SLUT, raise your hand.”

“Sometimes I think the world would just be a better place if we all got chlamydia.”

“Um, and I like Gin and Drugs by Wiz Khalifa. That’s a good song!”

“They’re fighting? That’s not how they fight!”

“He won’t. He’s a coward.”

“It’s not that I’m not winning them all, ‘cause I‒ I know I CAN’T win them all, but it seems ALMOST as if I am LOSING them at an ALARMING rate.”

“HA, GAY! ...Wait, but I’M gay. ...HA, GAY!”

“Must suck to suck, sinking in the Titanic. Haha, I have a lifeboat, byeee.”

"That feeling when you’re, uh, with a‒ with an enemy, and you’re like ‘This town ain’t big enough for two of us,’ and then you see a coexist sticker and you’re like ‘Wow, I need to change my world view’.”

“You are the cause of my euphoria... because you’re my drug dealer.”

“And if you listen real close, you can hear the beautiful sounds of nature.” *whispers* “Fuck you.”

“Super hashtag relatable moment when you are a dinosaur from The Land Before Time.”

“I’m only gonna say this once. Get away from my man.”

“Hello and welcome back to ‘things that will not fit in the trunk of my Volkswagen Jetta’. On today’s episode: seven trees.”

“The devil produced Pitch Perfect 3.”

“YOU HAVE SUMMONED ME, YAHHHH!”

“They say it’s what’s on the inside that counts, but my insides stink.”

“It’s hard to admit, but I have a fear of long words.”

“Rawr, I just can’t wait to be king, daddy, XD.”

“Why does the wine always have to be haunted?”

“Are you sick of being alone all the time and doing the same thing every day? Well then consider being possessed by a demon.”

[glenncoco4]

Heat

A/N: Pre-All In Densi. Rated M.

••••

She steps over to the bedside table, flicking on the small table lamp as the sound of his water drenched shoes squish against the old shag carpet. The loud pounding from her heart fills her ears when the door shuts. Ever since last night things between them have been a bit off, maybe its because of her reaction to finding out that Grace, Deeks’ girlfriend of eight months, got a job offer in New York. Or maybe its because every time he’s tried to speak to her today, she’s found an excuse to leave or change the subject. Probably both.

Now the problem is is that there was a case in Big Bear that needed NCIS’ attention and they were the only ones available. It was about 3 hours into their drive until Deeks finally worked up the courage to ask her what’s going on when a loud pop sounded and the SRX jolted. 

So here they are, in a small roadside motel, drenched from head to toe with no service and no car. Luckily for them, the last room available was a twin room, but there’s definitely no escaping her partner’s interrogation now. But it doesn’t mean she can’t try. ”You can take the shower first.”

His eyes haven’t strayed from her since they left the SRX stranded on the side of the dark mountain road. She’s shivering and all he can think about is her reaction last night. The pure anger she was trying to hold back, but more than that he could see the hurt in her mismatched orbs. The lost little girl that had been let down so many times before he came along.“No it’s okay. You should go.” 

“Deeks, just go.” She signs in resignation. The thought of freezing to death sound so appealing right now because if she’s dead at least she won’t feel this gut wrenching ache inside her soul anymore. 

“Listen, Kens, I-“

“Just forget it, Deeks. I know I was out of line.”

She can feel the dread wash over her as he tells her the news. There are so many things she wants to say but its a question that she fears the answer to that leaves her lips. “So you’re going with her, aren’t you?”

“I-“

Not giving him time to respond for the anxiety of what his answer may be, she quickly cuts him off. “I should’ve expected this.”

His brow furrows as he watches turmoil filled anger fill her eyes. “What?”

“You chasing some tail to another state.”

He’s gobsmacked, what in the hell is her problem? She’s never had a problem with Grace before but now apparently she’s just some blonde bimbo and he’s a douche thinking with his dick. “Okay, that’s enough.”

“Well, you know what, Deeks? You go…you abandon the people that depend on you, that need you.”

There are tears forming in her eyes and it breaks his heart. Everything is just so screwed up and he’s not sure what to do, well he is, he’s just not sure what the outcome will be. He could lose his best friend. “Kens-“

“No, I gotta go.” She takes a shake breath before turning to the door and with one last look, says the words that feel like ice picks to both of their hearts. “Goodbye, Deeks.”

He looks up from his phone as the bathroom door slowly opens and a gust of steam fills the room. She trails out in sleep shorts and a tank top, her teeth still chattering as she makes her way over to the fire place. He tries to distract the awkwardness in any way possible, awkwardness that has never been apart of their relationship until now. “No service. I can’t believe this.”

“I can.”

“What’s that suppose to mean?”

“It means-it means nothing. Never mind.”

“Kens.”

“What?”

“What were you fixing to say?”

Taking a deep breath she realizes that maybe this is a good thing. Maybe getting this out in the open will help her move on even if she doesn’t want to. Turning around, her eyes meet his cerulean blues, those eyes…those eyes are one of the things she’ll miss most about him. Crossing her arms around her chest to try and keep herself steady, she wills herself to get this out. “It means that things tend to go horrible for me in life. First my mom left me, then my dad died, and I was out on my own for so long that the next time I trusted someone, he left me, too. I was closed off for so long and then you came along and I really thought-I really thought that you would be here to stay. When you came along all those other people that left hurt less because I had you. You were here and made me feel like I mattered. That I was worth a damn. I just really thought you’d be the one that stayed.”

He can feel the tears pooling in his eyes as he quickly throws the covers off him and stands up, closing the distance between them. He wants to reach out to her, take her hands and never let go, but stops himself. “Kens, I’m not going anywhere.”

“You say that now but what happens if Grace takes that job in New York and you follow her?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“I know. You’re gonna follow her and eventually get married. Meanwhile I’ll be here, living in my studio apartment, probably die getting eaten alive by my hoardings, knowing that the man I love is on the other side of the country, living the dream I had for us with some other woman.” Her eyes go wide when she realizes the words that came out of her mouth, she intended to let him know how she felt but not that much.

His eyes go wide at her confession. He can feel his heart rate pick up speed because Kensi doesn’t do this. She doesn’t let her emotions be known to the world. “The man you what?”

“Nothing. Just forget it, Deeks.” Teeth still chattering, she quickly makes her way to the furthest side of her bed and hurriedly hurries herself into the covers before switching off the lamp. “Goodnight, Deeks.”

She tosses and turns for about 10 minutes, finally landing on her side as the sound of the crackling fire fills the room. She can sense movement on his side of the room but brushes it off, figuring he’s getting up to go to the bathroom when suddenly the comforter on the other side of her bed is pulled back and the bed dips. Her eyes go wide as he comes up behind her, his arm going around her waist and nothing between their bodies but the thin material of her sleep shorts and his boxers. The feel of his already stiffing member against her ass making her pussy wet.“Wh-what are you doing?”

“You’re shivering.”

His breath is warm against her ear, sending even more desire through her body. She tries to hold back the moan from leaving her lips and urge to grab his cock because there’s still one thing in the way of this truly happening. “Look, I appreciate it, but I’m sure Grace wouldn’t.”

“There’s no more Grace.”

She quickly spins around in his arms, mismatched orbs opened wide in shock. “What?!”

“We broke up.”

She can feel a new surge excitement run through her body at his words. He’s not leaving. He’s staying. “Please tell me you didn’t break up with her over the phone earlier.”

“Of course not.”

She looks at him quizzically, trying to hold back from straddling his hips and having her way with him. She needs answers first and then she’ll have her way. 

“We broke up last night after you left. I was going to tell you today, I just couldn’t find the right time and then we got stranded.”

“But why?” Her brow furrows in question. 

“Well, for starters she wanted me to go with her to New York and my body can’t handle those long winter months.” A smile spreads to his face as she smiles and her forehead finds his chest. The vibrations of her laughter, sending a thrill through his body. “But really, it was because I realized something.”

She pulls back, her magnetic eyes full of hope and yearning. “What’s that?”

“I’ve never been able to just be with Grace, you know just sit in silence and be with her, really relax.” He brings his hand up to cup her cheek, his thumb moving back and forth across her olive toned skin…this is the moment. “Everytime I’m with you no matter how much noise or how little, I feel at peace just being near you.” 

“You-you do?”

“I love you, Kens.”

Her heart begins to hammer and she can’t resist any longer as her lips find his in a desperate, earth shattering kiss. “I love you. I love you so much.”

He can’t hold back any longer, especially with her pert nipples poking him through her top. His hand traces its way down her stomach before his fingers latch onto the hem of shorts and pull them down around her knees giving her the chance to kick them off completely before he’s shimmying out of his boxers.

His hand wraps around her thigh and spreads her leg open, giving him the perfect view of her already soaked pussy. Cerulean blues find mismatched chocolate orbs as he licks his lips, sending a bolt of electricity through both their bodies. “I want to taste you…but first-“ 

She watches as he takes hold of his hard cock, rubbing the tip through her folds before he carefully slides into her, making them both moan as a pleasure neither have ever experienced before encapsulate all their senses. Lifting up her top, to reveal her breast, her hands wrap around each one, letting out another moan as he continues to drive into her over and over again. 

His lips find hers in a hungry kiss. God, he loves her so much. If he could spend the rest of his life like this with her, he would. He works his way from her lip to her jaw, down her neck, eventually finding her chest. As he continues to drive into her, his eyes find hers telling her what he needs. 

She sees what he needs in his eyes and moves her hands away from her perky breast giving him the go ahead. And as soon as she does, his lips find her pert nipple as his free hand massages the other. Euphoria. Euphoria is the only word she can think of to describe this feeling.

It doesn’t take long for both of them to come undone. Years of pent up love and desire giving them pleasure beyond comprehension to anyone but them. They let out one more unified moan of glory before he pulls his softening member from her drenched heat and plops down on his back next to her. 

His arm finds its way around her shoulder, pulling her into his side as her own arm finds its way around his abdomen. He places a kiss to the top of her head, relishing in this moment, the sound, the smell, the feel of her sweaty body pressed against his. 

“Will you love me like this forever?” She tilts her head back with an openness shining in her eyes. An openness that she’s only let him see.

“Only if you promise me the same.”

A soft smile spreads to her lips as she slowly nods her head. “We’re really doing this, aren’t we.”

His forehead finds hers, their eyes dancing with passion, ecstasy and the most pure love known to man. “Yeah, we really are.”

[visionaxry]

TOP 10 TV SHOWS I WATCHED IN 2020

1. Dear White People

This show goes on the top tier of my favorite shows ever. It’s been around since 2017 (after the eponymous movie of 2014) but only this year I finally got the chance to watch it. Truly one of the best written shows I’ve ever seen, with such compelling characters and story. While I love to watch series with hard hitting social topics, it’s usually very emotionally exhausting for me. However, DWP manages to balance the gravity of its plot with a bright outlook. Besides, I always love to see different characters’ perspectives so the format of DWP is extremely engaging.

2. Grand Army

Grand Army is not your typical teen drama. It’s very raw and real. Five protagonists pull you into the story, and whether you hate them or love them, they don’t let you go. All characters feel like actual people you could know in real life. The show talks about racism, terrorism, sexual assault, white feminism, poverty, homophobia, bullying and more. I also love the way the show uses phones and social media, which you rarely get to see in teen shows. It doesn’t feel glossy or over dramatic. It does get graphic and dark, but it makes you care about the fate of its characters. Here, we also get to see five different perspectives. That and the rawness reminded me of SKAM, although GA is way less cheerful. It could also be compared to Euphoria with it’s portrayal of real issues, but I feel like GA hits the spot much better (and has more diversity).

Finding out that the creator is racist, upon finishing the binge, left me shocked and quite conflicted. I hope they will change the showrunner for season 2 (if it gets renewed). 

3. The Great 

I’m not much of a period drama fan but this one’s no typical historical shows. It plays around historical figures, but you shouldn’t take that too seriously, just like the show itself. It’s a great (haha get it) fun to watch. The combination of comedy with the actual life or death peril creates a unique experience. Each episode the tables turn, you feel both, betrayed and enticed. Not to mention, Elle Fanning and Nicholas Hoult’s chemistry and performances are phenomenal. Overall, it feels like a strawberry blew up in your mouth (take it however you want).

4. Dickinson

Dickinson is similar to The Great in a sense of historical accuracy. And I’m grateful for it, because seeing the 19th century nobility twerking at a party was something that brought me an immense amount of joy. Of course, you get to see Emily Dickinson’s poetic and original inner world, which is handled quite creatively.

5. The Queen’s Gambit

This is just a very well written, portrayed and produced story. Even if you feel like it wouldn’t be your cup of tea (I mean a period piece about chess? Come on), chances are once you put the show, you won’t be able to stop. It’s a limited series with a star struck cast which pretty much reads like a prolonged film. It’s also pretty suitable to watch with your family, if usually you struggle to find a common interest.

6. Julie and the Phantoms

This show certainly exceeded everyone’s expectations. It may seem like a typical kids show, but it’s smart, deep and entertaining. The music is incredible and it’s impossible not to fall in love with characters. Also, here’s the proof that your show doesn’t need to have graphic scenes and oversexualized underaged characters to be good. 

7. Saved By the Bell: the reboot

So I didn’t watch the original show, but the reboot caught my attention mostly because of Josie Totah, and because the vibe of the show just felt like something I would like. And I was absolutely right. Perhaps it’s not everyone’s cup of tea (and what is?) but to me it’s hilarious. A sort of heart-warming witty little show with gen z humor and interesting diverse characters. Definitely my new comfort show. And Lexi’s my queen.  

8. Outer Banks

Released during self-isolation it became a way for the viewers to live vicariously through the risky outdoor adventures. Perhaps, that’s why it’s such a hit and a bit overrated. Don’t get me wrong, I really liked (why do you think it’s on this list). It’s not an outstanding show, might be cheesy and raise some questions (like how can they all be teenagers looking like that?) but it’s entertaining and engaging, and sometimes that’s all you need.

9. I am not okay with this

Let’s take a moment of silence for this amazing show being cancelled. Do you like Teotfw or Stranger Things, or better yet both? This show’s for you! It’s unique, dynamic, feels like you’re reading a comic book. Has a certain mystery to it and its own distinct voice. It also feels retro and nostalgic, even though it’s set in modern day.

10. Love, Victor [SPOILERS]

There’s a lot of things I wish I could change about the show to make it better: For starters, more representation. I mean you’re making a show, not exclusively, but primarily for the lgbtq+ community and you only have two main gay characters? What’s that about? There are so many possibilities to make other characters not straight. E.g. Mia and Lake could be couple goals, Pilar being bi, Andrew – definite bi energy. Secondly, the cheating trope is so exhausting and overdone in gay storylines. It doesn’t add drama, it just makes the couple and the characters hard to root for. Also, making the love interest so obvious was so underwhelming after everything we went through in Love, Simon. I was kind of hoping for a surprise love interest until the end.

Regardless of all that, no matter how far from teenage reality this show is, it was cute. And even though I rooted for the secondary characters way more than the main one, I’m still excited to see what they come up with for S2.

[bimbobunnii]

about the acc owner!! ( ´ ▽ ` )

me!! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡

niyaa!! xoxo

18 y.o. !!

virgo :D

everything on here except for this section is pretty old but ion feel like changing it and idk how to make my blog cute like everyone else’s 😭

fandoms!! (*☻-☻*)

anime •••

jujutsu kaisen

boku no hero academia

haikyuu

high rise invasion

tokyo revengers

akame ga kill

•••getting into

demon slayer

death note

attack on titan

saiki k

angels of death

others•••

melanie martinez

five nights at freddy’s

euphoria (hbo max show)

you (netflix show)

h2o: just add water

twilight

the conjuring universe

ny drill rappers

i can’t think of anything else right now :’)

music i like ♪( ´θ｀)ノ

for starters im going to give you guys my dopamine playlist~ it’s filled of songs im currently listening to and i keep it pretty up to date. plz note that this playlist is quite literally all over the place ☻ <3

also- side note: this playlist hardly has any kpop :/ im gonna add more but i have a REALLY BIG kpop playlist. lmk if you guys want that one too :))

done :))

okay, im pretty sure i’m done now :)) that’s really all there is to know abt me. i can edit this if i think there’s something to add (i think) but if not then yeah! :)

bye bye! ٩( ᐛ )و

[dwollsadventures]

Honestly, you kinda know what you're getting with dragons. But because the point of this is to use small members of the type, it left me with fewer options to draw from.

The smallest and most obvious choice for this is the pseudodragon. These little dragons resemble the "true" dragons of D&D, but are small and even more difficult to find. They inhabit remote, quiet regions of woodland and are well equipped to hide from predators and humanoids. Lost in later editions, pseudodragons originally had a chameleon-like ability to change their colors. Rather than being true chameleons, I think it would be closer to the abilities possessed by anole lizards and their like. In spite of their small size pseudodragons are actually very intelligent. This may be due to their tails rather than their heads though. They use the 3-inch sting located on their tails to both hunt prey and defend themselves from predators. The tail of a pseudodragon is highly maneuverable and able to be manipulated for precise strikes. The development of this tail may have led to their intelligence. Or maybe it's just psionics. When hit by the sting a potential predator (or humanoid) will become sluggish, if not outright paralyzed. Smaller creatures, like the pseudodragon's natural prey, will become catatonic. Sometimes mice hit by their sting will outright die. Their use as familiars for wizards has made them even more scarce than they were before. Despite attempts, no one has managed to breed them in captivity.

Contrasting the shy, moody pseudodragon is the clown of the family: faerie dragons. Being only a little bit larger than pseudodragons, these creatures have full sentience and use it specifically for mischief. They are able to turn invisible at will and can breath out a gas which causes uncontrollable euphoria upon inhalation. This gas comes from their slightly elemental blood. Biting into one will cause this euphoria to become more concentrated, leading to laughing fits that can leave even large predators paralyzed. Faerie dragons have few predators, as these traits, and their dexterous flight (akin to a hawk), makes chasing them down an infuriating lesson in failure. The worst part is, the dragons are fully aware of this. If a large predator is in a faerie dragon's territory, it will fly to it and mess with it incessantly, like a crow. Knowing full well they can't get caught the dragons will play until they get bored. Which is thankfully quick. Like pseudodragons, the gas of a faerie dragon can kill tiny beasts outright as it causes their hearts to give out.

Ambush drakes are a breath of fresh air after dealing with their cousins. Wingless and without a breath weapon (their natural venom is only found in their bite, which is also reduced in potency), these creatures instead rely on surprising prey with a quick blow. Naturally inhabiting heavily forested or even tropical areas, ambush drakes sit down for long spells waiting for their keen noses to bring news of a passing animal. When it gets close enough they leap and bite on until it perishes. This lifestyle gives them short but strong legs and a solid jaw capable of breaking bone. Ambush drakes rarely possess sentience. They're inclined to be silent and grumpy around other animals, as they naturally desire solitude and secrecy. Regular D&D basically just has them as dragon wolves, but wolves aren't ambush hunters so...

With this draconic menagerie is Lancaster. He's another D&D PC turned TDG side character. Although, I actually came up with his original design all the way back in March of 2017 here. Pairing him with all three of these dragons is thematically appropriate, as the fairy is a shit-starter who relies on his innate abilities to get him out of trouble, a shy being who hates the urban areas, as well as being incredibly territorial (as pucks tend to be). How he enters the story will be revealed... actually really far from now. Like, haven't even gotten the first story out and he's scheduled to appear in the 3rd arc. Which reminds me, I should be writing...