#I hate how hard I’m laughing at this good fucking lord

[sweetest-honeybee]

i feel like frank would be the type of person to avoid the "let be be frank with you" saying

so instead he just forces himself to say "let me be myself for a second" or "let me be real w/ you" because every time he said "let me be frank" eddie or julie would start maniacally laughing at him

Honest to gods the thought of Frank just fuckin putting a hand on your shoulder, tight ass grip, smiling through absolutely fury and yet goes-

Lemme be real w you

[gloxk]

hate fuckin w aot plz🙏🏿 like uh what position would they fuck you in when they mad?

Fuck me like you mad at me baby.

(Eren Y. Connie S. Armin A.)

A/N: BEAT THAT COOCHIE UP LIKE YOU MAD AT A BITCH! Sorry it took so long to get your request. But let’s just all agree Eren, Connie, Armin are the big three. I’m not arguing with anyone. It’s true. NOT PROOF READ! 17+

Synopsis: Aot men fucking you after an argument!

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༺Connie༻

—————ON DA WALL.

Connie isn’t going to show you he’s mad, but baby you gonna feel it.

And oh boy you done did it today. After he seen you flirt with a guy…jeez. You really got him walking around in circles trying to not scream at the top of his lungs.

You not going to know he’s mad for a while, after an argument and you THINK everything cooled down it hasn’t. He’s still pissed.

Props to him for controlling his anger (Eren could never.) But when you start sweet talking him again that’s when it comes out.

When you get to rubbing on his chest and start saying “I’m so sorry baby, lemme make it up to you. Please.” with that little whine in your voice…oh best believe he gonna make you sorry for real.

He gives you a small grin and says “Oh for real? You wanna make it up to me?” You should have never even offered because now look at you. Against the kitchen wall crying out how sorry you are.

“You sorry ma? How sorry?” The harshness of his voice craving down on you. You couldn’t even spit out a comprehendible sentence just “Yes mmm so sorry!”

He was satisfied with your sorry, after the second round. I mean after all you did offer…

༺Eren༻

—————FROM DA FRONT.

Now, Eren he’s rough rough when he’s mad. Like oh lord..pray he don’t get his hands on you.

Please run while you can, because after he got you alone you can’t run.

This was especially the case after he found out you followed a guy from your work place, the same guy who continuously flirted with you.

Don’t ask him how he knows, he just does.

“I ain’t dumb mama. So go ahead and do as I asked.” The request was so simple, just unfollow him. But the principle pissed you off, you never told him who to follow and who too not. So you refused. Wrong answer…

Because that refusal sent him through the roof. He just laughed while shaking his head. He tossed you on the bed with no regards.

You never been fucked so hard in your life…The headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust he gave you it was ridiculous. “Look at me while I fuck you.” Eren spat out.

Your poor neighbors, the surely heard the madness that was occurring in your bedroom. But Eren did not give a single fuck.

He had your hair twisted in his fingers while he watched you block ole boy on everything single app you had. “Nuh uh. you ain’t done yet. Block him on spotify.” You were going to learn not to go seeking attention from anyone that wasn’t him.

“Nobody’s better than me mama. You should know better than that.”

༺Armin༻

————— BENT OVA.

You would never expect Armin to act the way he acts when he’s MAD.

Of course he got upset with you before but never something that made you change your view on him.

He always tried to be understanding, always listening to what you had to say and what was wrong. But, today was a little different.

He got so mad that you commented on how his friend looked good. He took it as you wanted his friend, but that wasn’t your intention at all.

“Ah, I see. Well just how good did he look y/n?! Why don’t you just tell him how much you want him to fuck you!” His insecurities were really starting to show. But damn, he just look so fucking hot with his button up shirt slightly undone, and his hair sticking to face. His eyes widened, it was a sexy sight. Armin could tell how turned on you were getting from him slightly raising his voice.

“Fuck—y/n. Stop looking at me like that.” The threw his keys on the table while shaking his head. Armin couldn’t look at you while your hand traveled up his shirt rubbing his abdomen. You were making it so difficult for him to be mad at you right now. Especially since you started begging for him to calm down and let you make him feel better.

The small tugs at his shirt just really got him going. He immediately bent you over on the couch, throwing your clothes everywhere. “Can’t even look at you. So fucking filthy.”

You tried to move away from him pounding your insides, hoping to get a break but no. “What the fuck did I tell you about that shit? Just fuckin take it.” Sluts didn’t deserve a break. They didn’t get that courtesy.

Eventually his hatred turned into love and he started spilling out how much he loved you while he was close to cumming. “I love you so much.” & “You mean the world to me.” & “Wanna make you a mommy.”

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Ah! tysm for 400!

[nereidprinc3ss]

toaster waffles

in which spencer is woken up by fem!reader and their young daughter after being away on a case

fluff warnings/tags: none really, a bit of suggestiveness between spencer and reader but nothing explicit, their daughter is a genius duh, i love dad!spence so fucking much holy shit a/n: i wrote this in like thirty minutes so good luck! just needed to write dad spencer it just needed to happen idk

“No—baby, we have to let daddy sleep in,” you chide your daughter, jogging to catch her as she races down the hallway on clumsy little legs. 

“No! I wanna see daddy!” She yells—and if Spencer wasn’t awake yet, he will be now. You give in, opening the bedroom door for Ada with a fond (exasperated) sigh. 

“Daddy! Daddy wake up!” 

He blinks sleepily several times, sitting up and grinning at his daughter as she attempts to climb up onto the bed. 

“Hi, princess,” he laughs, grunting dramatically as he pulls her up onto his lap. “Oh my gosh, did you get all grown up while I was gone?”

He catches your eye as you stop at the foot of the bed, arms folded and mouthing an amused ‘I’m sorry.’ Spencer smiles and almost imperceptibly shakes his head, eyes sparkling as Ada attempts to use him as playground equipment. No apology necessary. 

“I made you breakfast!” she remembers, grabbing onto his shoulders and springing up and down on the bed. His eyes go wide. 

“You did? Where is it?”

“Oh no!” she claps her hands to her cheeks and opens her mouth wide, Home Alone style. Spencer laughs. “I forgot it!”

Then she’s wriggling off the bed and running as fast as her little feet will carry her, presumably to the kitchen. 

“You like cold toaster waffles, right?” you tease, approaching the bed and filling the now empty seat that is Spencer’s lap. His hands find your waist as you wrap your arms around his neck. 

“I would go so far as to say I love them. Hi, baby.”

“Hi,” you murmur, resting your head on his shoulder. “I missed you. I forgot how hard it is when you’re gone.”

He hums, running his hand over your hair. 

“I know. Me too.” Spencer now only consults on cases, and very rarely is he actually obliged to travel with the BAU. It was never easy before, but now that you have a child, it takes more out of everyone. “Hey. Look at me.”

You do, lifting your head and meeting his soft gaze. He leans forward and captures your lips in a gentle kiss, brushing his thumb over your cheek before pulling away. “I love you. Thank you for taking care of the progeny while I was away. I know it’s not easy on your own.”

“Eh. She’s alright. She reads to me at bedtime.”

Spencer grins, eyes darting back to your lips. Several quick kisses are pressed there in succession, and it’s not exactly how he wanted to say good morning to you but that will have to wait until later. 

“Ewww!” 

Ada is at the door again, waffle in hand, making a half-disgust half-delight face before prancing back to the bed and receiving another airlift from Spencer up onto the mattress. 

“What do you mean, ew?” he asks in mock offense as her legs swing in the air. “You’re next!”

You watch in unadulterated joy as he peppers little kisses all over her face and she pretends to hate it, squealing with glee.

“Is that for me?” he asks once she’s comfortably sharing his lap with you, pointing to the forgotten waffle. She holds it up, pressing the disk against his lips. Spencer takes a bite, makes an exaggerated yum sound, and kisses her forehead once more. “Thank you. That was delicious.”

“You have to eat all of it so you’ll grow up big and strong.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll do that. Why don’t you leave it on the nightstand and go find a book we can read together?”

“Game of Thrones!”

“No!” he laughs. “That book is way too grownup for you!”

“But I read the first three pages!”

“I know you did. And Auntie Penelope is still in big trouble for that. Go get Lord of the Rings.”

Full of energy despite the early hour, Ada skitters off again to find the book. 

“She’s too smart for her own good,” you sigh, listening to her making up a song as she picks through the book shelf in the next room. 

“Intelligence is generally more nurture than nature. If we act fast we could probably stunt her IQ to just two or three standard deviations above the average.”

You giggle, straddling him as he slips his hand under your shirt to rub your back. Then you try to school your features into a serious expression.

“Not funny.”

That big, lazy grin might never fade—and you’d be happy to look at it forever. 

“You’re right. Not funny at all.”

“Hey,” you remember, grabbing his biceps. He raises his eyebrows expectantly. “I was gonna make you real breakfast. What do you want?”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I know I don’t. I want to. So tell me what you want.”

“Anything other than a toaster waffle.”

You snort, moving to slide off the bed. 

“We can probably make that happen.”

“Hey—" he catches your waist, pulling you closer. “Penelope is taking Ada to the park this afternoon. We’re gonna spend some time together, okay?”

After having an entire child together, you still get butterflies when he looks at you like that. 

“What if I have plans this afternoon?”

Spencer doesn’t even look mildly concerned—just tilts his head, brushes his thumb over your lips. 

“Then I’m asking you to cancel them, pretty girl. I owe you some undivided attention.”

You chew on your lip. It’s embarrassing how easily he can still fluster you. 

“Right now I have to go find out why our child is being so quiet.”

He laughs, letting you slip from his grasp for good. 

“She probably got into the Stephen King again.”

You pick up the waffle and gesture at him with it emphatically as you walk away.

“This is all your fault.”

“Mm… let’s call it a team effort.”

[cowgurrrl]

Nobody asked but here are my headcanons for Joel as the ultimate girl dad™️

Gets Ellie into a routine as soon as possible so she knows what to expect in her day-to-day life. There’s not much he can guarantee outside of their home but he can make sure she eats, does her homework, and is off to bed at the same time every night.

Speaking of bed, he’s the dad who has a STRICT bedtime set. He can’t sleep until he knows Ellie is safe in bed and even though she’s a teenager he still makes her be in bed by 10 but he absolutely can be persuaded to let her stay up with a long game of cards, guitar lessons, or a movie.

Before Ellie, he would’ve been reckless if it meant keeping Jackson safe but now that he knows she’s relying on him he does things slower and safer.

Maria teaches him how to cut hair so he can help Ellie because he knows how hard it is for her to trust other people especially when they have something that could be used as a weapon so close to her head.

Definitely pushed her into the river while teaching her how to swim. She was pissed and didn’t talk to him until after dinner.

Ellie becomes known as “Joel’s girl” and neither of them correct anybody who says it

Slips notes into Ellie’s backpack when she’s not looking so when she gets to math class and opens her notebook, a sticky note with Joel all-caps handwriting falls out and reads, Why was the toilet paper unstoppable? And on the other side it says, because it was on a roll

He laughed about it for ten minutes before forgetting about it

Ellie secretly keeps all of his notes in a box under her bed

Teaches her how to play football in the spring when all the snow has melted and accuses her of cheating when she scores against him

“How could I cheat? It’s fucking football!” “You’re abusing an old man, you know that?”

Although Ellie never calls Joel dad, there’s an unspoken agreement between them. Joel hated Father’s Day after Sarah died but that Father’s Day they settled, two bouquets of flowers show up on the dining room table with a note from Ellie.

Saw these and thought of you, the note reads. One from me and one from her.

He cries the first time he gets them. He can’t remember the last time anyone gave him flowers.

Lord help the teacher who has to call Joel in for his first parent-teacher conference in twenty years. Everyone is Jackson knows how protective he is over Ellie and her teacher is only slightly terrified of him.

Ellie constantly steals Joel’s shirts and he pretends not to notice

He’s always looking for new tapes for her Walkman and asks every group that comes through Jackson if they have anything

Ellie ends up with three new tapes to listen to by the end of their first year of being settled

Joel knows he’s probably doing a million things wrong and danger is always lurking and the time they have together is fleeting but he does his best to be good for her. He apologizes when he yells, he shows up to her first guitar recital, and constantly reminds her how loved she is even if there aren’t always words exchanged

Sometimes it’s a hug, the squeeze of a hand, or a ruffle of hair but they both know it means so much more. Giving and receiving affection would’ve been seen as a show of weakness in Boston, a vulnerability that others can play into. Here, love doesn’t have to hide or be shunned to the dark corners of their lives. They can just be.

Who knew Ellie tripping Joel while playing football in the spring meadow meant so much more than anyone else thought?

Tumblr if you delete my last paragraph one more time I’m going to gnaw my arm off

[starryhiraeth]

Azriel x Reader

Warnings?; Uhm? Angst (fluff ending), (a bit of) Elain Slander (sorry babes <3)

✨spelling errors✨

Italics=Flashback

Disclaimer; for some reason this was really hard to write so I hope it’s okay 😂

Lol I think that’s it ANYWAY-

A part of you expected it, Azriel liked fixing people, making them better, being the hero.

He saved Mor,

He saved You,

And now that Elain had joined the night court he had made her his new project.

You were angry obviously, you hadn’t seen him in a month. A month!

You mate! And all this time he had been a watching over Elain. Perfect flower sniffing Elain. Gods you hated her.

You hated the way everyone treated her like glass and how Azriel gained a thrill from making her better, maybe he just thought you were dumb? You were a lot younger than him in fae years.

It wouldn’t be the first time you were considered dim because of your age, you were young and they assumed you knew nothing.

It wasn’t true, in reality you where probably the most mature person in whatever room you were in.

You knew almost everything even though your young,

You knew the reason why Azriel liked being the hero and saving them was because he felt like a monster and this helped him feel good.

You knew that Elain would never get better if everyone kept on treating her like she were made of china

You knew that Azriel will learn that a friend to all is a friend to none

You knew that Azriel chasing two girl, for whatever reason, he would loose the one

You knew that the thrill would expire and Azriel will release what he had lost and that you’d been cursing him until the day came

And most importantly you knew you were done.

So there you sat in your new apartment on the edge of Velaris, in front of the fireplace cuddled up in your second favourite cardigan, you’d accidentally left your favourite in Az’s room, and you thought back.

“Az!” Your laugh echoed through the streets of Velaris, when coming back from a meeting with some lords from autumn court, all you could do was look at Azriel and imagine all the things you could’ve been doing instead of listing to some dusty old boy of autumn, “sensual politics” you had joked, after that you two left and got completely wasted, which led to Azriel drunk under a street light and you laughing at him in your formal dress and black lipstick.

And the way he look at you, gods the way he looked at you made you feel more seen then you’d ever been, you often felt as if you were just a piece of clothes stuck at the back if the wardrobe or under someone’s bed, but when Azriel looked at you, you felt as if he had brought you out to the light and declared that you are his favourite

Azriel was otherworldly, any scars you felt were ugly, it felt as if Azriel was drawn stars around them, turning them into something Beautiful

But now?

Now, it felt like those wounds were open again and were now bleeding,

Azriel had left his mark on you, like a blood stain, like a tattoo kiss.

Yet despite the burning feeling in your gut, you wet calm, he’d be back, even if they’d gotten romantic, even if he slept with her

You knew Azriel like no one else.

Almost a week later, it was the dead of night at the front door, you’d opened it to find Azriel standing in the front porch light in the pouring rain.

“I fucked up”

You face was blank, showing no emotion,

You stepped aside, silently telling him to come in, after sitting down the sofa, tears shone in Azriel’s eyes, he went to talk but you cut him off

“How far did it go?”

“Barley anywhere.” He rushed out “she went to kiss me and I’ve never flinched away from anyway one quickly”

“If that’s so then why haven’t I seen you for a month”

He choked on his tears “I-I don’t know, I wanted to help, I just got so wrapped up in being a…a good-”

“A hero.” You cut him off again, voice as cold as ice

He tears came out faster as he kneeled in front of you, hands on your legs and head in your lap

“Yeah, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he cried over and over “…I almost lost you didn’t I?”

“You says you haven’t?”

The world went still for Azriel

“I’ll do anything, anything! This was never about her, it was about me, me being a monster, me being not good enough for you, I-I brought this for you” he pulled out your favourite cardigan, it was a cream colour, with red lines around the edges and 3 silver stars sewn onto the front

Your face softened, you’d always known this side of Azriel existed but you doubted you’d ever see it, in truth you thought it was locked away deep down inside him, or it has died, yet here it was, vulnerable in front of you clinging onto your cardigan for dear life,

You slowly wrapped it around you and cuddled up to it,

“I’ve neglected you these past weeks, this month, all because of my insecurities and I’ll never forgive myself for it, I don’t expect you to ether but I can say that it’ll never happen again,” still on his knees, he looked deep into your eyes “I promise,” a mark started to appear on his unscarred hand, it swirled around his ring finger and made to like all the way down to his wrist before swirling around that as well, He didn’t even flinch.

“Your all I need, love, forever”

Your exhaled,

Holding his face and leaning his head against yours, he relaxed into your touch,

“I knew you’d come back” you muttered and graceful smile appeared on your face as Azriel stared back almost completely and utterly in love with you,

He picked you up bridal style and placed you in his lap, both of you sat in front of the fire place, and you felt a sense of peace wash over you,

You knew, of course you did,

And finally here his was, back with you in his arms, wearing your favourite Cardigan

[dappledpaintbrush]

What do you think of the SPM villains as a whole? I'm going to make a wild guess and assume your favourite is Dimentio based off only my obvious mind reading intellect-

Please go into as much detail as your heart desires. I love this game a lot and hearing about it makes me very happy. It's my special interest, and I am deprived of obsessive rants over this game that aren't my own.

I hate dimentio fym. Let’s kill him.

LMAOAOAOAOAO but real talk: ANOTHER PERSON WITH AN SPM SPECIAL INTEREST?;?? WOOHOO!!!!! HIP! HIP! HOORAY!! we are now Blood Brothers

I apologize if I’m misinterpreting and you have already seen the post, but I have answered an ask before that is what you’re looking for- here it is! :3 I went into hefty detail on each member of Team Bleck. Trust me, it’s very long LMAOAO

HOWEVER… if you are not talking about just Team Bleck and are referring to the other villains as well- then…

Fracktail/Wracktail:

Fracktail has always. Stuck with me. First of all, his theme goes HARD????? Good lord, go ACTUALLY listen to it if you haven’t. It’s the equivalent of this

Anyways, Fracktail has always made me feel sad. And when I was younger, he scared me. It scared me that he died for something that wasn’t even his fault. Like dude usually when characters get brainwashed and they eventually regain control, they get a happy ending and stuff. Fracktail BLEW UP??? I personally just can’t stand it when characters reap something they never sowed- and this applies to characters as minuscule as Fracktail.

Now. Wracktail. He is. Interesting.

Both Fracktail and Wracktail are incredible examples of how INSANELY POWERFUL Ancient magic is, but Wracktail is a bit different. Wracktail refers to himself as a god multiple times. Is this actually true, or is he “making it up” or exaggerating? Were the Ancients capable of CREATING DEITIES? Were Grambi and Jaydes former Ancients who turned themselves into gods? Are the Pixls classified as gods? After all, both the Pixls and Wracktail are immortal unless harmed, and they were both created by the ancients. But if you can die from an injury, are you really a god? Or, like I stated before, is Wracktail not actually a god?Something else interesting is that Wracktail seems to be aware of Shadoo’s existence. HOW? Does Wracktail posses some kind of omnipotence? Did Shadoo reveal herself to Wracktail out of pity because they were both created and ruined by the Ancients? HOW. WHAT. WHY. Ugh I could go on FOREVER. It’s not that deep, sure, but it’s fun to ponder.

Bonechill:

Bonechill. Was. Wasted.

One of the MOST intriguing parts about Super Paper Mario is- and I’ve talked about this a lot- the extremely bold references to Christianity. Bonechill is a carbon fucking copy of Satan, and he was BOOOOOOOORRRINGG

WHY . WHY DID THEY WASTE THIS CHARACTER. WHY CAN YOU BEAT HIM SO FAST IT CAN BE TURNED INTO A GIF. HOW DOES HE KNOW ABOUT LUVBI BEING A PURE HEART?? Oh yeah, I know, BECAUSE HE WAS A FALLEN ANGEL, AND CLEARLY HE HAD TO HAVE BEEN EXTREMELY CLOSE WITH AND TRUSTED BY GRAMBI TO BE AWARE OF LUVBI’S ORIGINS. HELL, EVEN IF BONECHILL SPIED ON A CONVERSATION OR SOMETHING, HE STILL HAD TO HAVE BEEN VERY CLOSE WITH GRAMBI TO BE CAPABLE OF DOING THAT. IS THAT WHY HE WAS CASTED OUT OF HEAVEN? BECAUSE HE BETRAYED GRAMBI? YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SHOULDVE DONE? THEY SHOULDVE HAD A SCENE BETWEEN GRAMBI AND BONECHILL ABOUT THIS. BUT NOOOOOOOOOO MY NAME IS BONECHILL IM EVIL MWHAHAHAAH OHH IM DEAD DAMN NVM! FUCK.

But on a funnier note this part in KoopaKungFu’s let’s play always made me laugh as a kid

But What do you mean Bonechill was just. Standing there. I know nobody commented on it because this is a video game (it’s funny regardless LMAO). BUT WERE GRAMBI AND BONECHILL TALKING (I say talking, but this doesn’t mean they were calm about it) ABOUT THEIR PAST? OR DID THEY FIGHT BECAUSE GRAMBI IS INJURED. DID THEY DO BOTH? WHY. WAS . THE FACT. BONECHILL. KNOWS. ABOUT. LUVBI. AND. THAT. HE. WAS. A . FALLEN. ANGEL. NEVER. TALKED. ABOUT. MY BLOOD. PRESSURE. IS. RISING.

Blumiere’s Father:

I wish I could say a lot more about him, but surprisingly I’ve never gotten around to making headcanons for him/Blumiere. It’s crazy because you know that in his head he believes he is doing the right thing for his son and for the Tribe of Darkness as a whole. What kind of indoctrination did he have to go through to believe that KILLING somebody simply because she and his son loved one another was a rational and reasonable course of action. God I wish we knew at least a LITTLE more about him- but the minuscule amount of scenes he has makes his impact on the story that much more harrowing.

King Croacus:

I fw King Croacus heavy. My favorite drag queen of all time. God he’s so cool.

As somebody who is lore obsessed, I ADORE the fact we got so many details on the rulers of the Floro Sapiens. It’s something the developers did not have to do yet they did it anyways. Every time I walk through that hall in the game I read every single plaque.

It’s also? Really disturbing how we KILLED this guy? I know he comes back post-game but like regardless we did kill a guy who’s mind was deteriorating because of polluted water. Like that shit wasn’t his fault. He died for the faults of the Cragnons, who basically got off scot-free (unless you killed some of the brainwashed individuals). It’s an interesting metaphor for a variety of things that occur in reality.

Also, his theme is REALLY underrated. I know it’s simple, but I love it so much. King Croacus fans ASSEMBLE!

Francis:

When you’re trying to save all worlds but this fuckass Redditor downvotes you

Francis was one of the most genius parts of this game. Holy shit. I don’t even know what to say. He was so ahead of his time it’s actually scary. That whole chapter is one of the funnest parts of the game. All the niche references, the poking fun at Francis-like people, god it’s PEAK.

Something that’s interesting is that his Castle is implied to be where the Tribe of Darkness lived. Which is fucking hilarious. I personally prefer the idea that Castle Bleck was the old TOD home but that’s literally wrong. Carson said the TOD lives in a castle in the woods. Where do we see a castle in the woods. Uh huh. (I can get even more insane- the podium where Tippi’s cage was held. The podium that for some reason has a mechanism to hide it deep in the ground. Hmmm. A book can fit there. Can’t it. HMMMM) (I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel man somebody save me).

Also. Wokackness aside. Francis is terrifyingly smart. He created a PIXL. That’s something that I feel like is incredibly overlooked. How did he do that. How. ? HUH. ????????

Pixl Queen/Shadoo:

well you see uh

(no but seriously. I don’t even know where to begin. She’s one of my favorite characters in the game and we never ever get to see her. She’s heartbreaking. She’s devastating. She’s terrifying. She has nobody looking out for her. She is alone. But she fights so hard to be seen. She starts a war. She tries to kill every walking Ancient and the heroes of the Light Prognosticus. She screams and she cries and she begs and she pleas but nobody can hear her nor is listening. She is punished for being loved. She is punished for her wrath. She is still here in the form of shadows in the cracks on the Trial walls but is that even her anymore? She did not deserve to die so young, but that death was infinitely more merciful than all that occurred after. She was born to die. It’s why she is still alive.)

Big Blooper:

blooooop lmao

[ourtearsofrain]

Chapter 7- Catching the Stars

Pairings: Jake Kiszka x Reader

Genre: angst

Word Count: little over 1 k

Warnings: minor violence, once again talking about death of parents

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“You know her, Polaris-?” Danny starts, hurt dripping from his words as his mind scrambles, hoping his worst fears weren’t true.

Helena whips around, stalking over to him and slapping him across the face, hard. Her nails have been sharpened into claws, leaving three clean cuts against the smooth skin of his left cheek.

“You will speak when spoken to.” She spits.

Samuel lunges forward, attempting to shake off his captor’s grasp to get to Helena. This earns him a blow to the stomach, and he doubles over in pain as he wheezes to regain his breath.

Helena turns back towards you, ignoring the events that just unfolded as she grins at you.

“How long has it been since I last saw you, hm? Oh right, when I plunged a sword straight through fathers’ stomach.”

She laughs as angry tears come to your eyes, threatening to spill over as you looked at her with all the hate you had in your heart. Jake, Danny, Samuel, and Joshua’s jaws drop as they realize your connection to Lady Helena; rage overtaking Joshua and Samuels features as Danny and Jakes expressions contort into ones of hurt and deceit.

“Was Helen not good enough of a name for you? Or did you just not want to slander mother’s name, as you were named after her.”

“Lady Helen just doesn’t have the same ring to it as Lady Helena, don’t you agree? You’re one to talk, Polaris. Isn’t that what they called you? Consider your sister, Helen, dead. Lady Helena killed her when she killed our father.”

“Was that before or after I gave you that scar? Heard you have told people it was from a ruthless pirate lord. Barely able to escape with your life, right?”

She grabs your chin, intentionally digging her nails into your skin.

“You will say nothing more if you know what’s good for you.”

You control your expression, not allowing the pain to appear across your features as you look down at her. She lets go roughly, using it to push your face backwards as she turns towards the others.

Helena knows exactly how to hurt you most, and she grins as she looks between the four men.

“I would love to know how you all feel about Polaris and I being siblings. I assume they didn’t tell you that crucial bit of information by the looks on your faces.”

Samuel is the first to speak, each word hurting you far more than a blade ever could. “Fucking traitor. I knew we should never have trusted you. Didn’t I tell you, Jacob?” He looks at his brother with rage burning across his face.

Jake says nothing as he stares at the planks below him, trying to blink back tears and keeping his gaze away from you, knowing the second he allowed himself to look, they would surely spill from his eyes.

“Jake, I swear, I had nothing to do with this. I haven’t seen Helena in years, I have no loyalty to her.” You beg, trying to keep your own tears at bay as you watch his heart break.

“Liar! You suggested this island, you brought us here to die!” Joshua yells, equally enraged as Samuel was.

Helena rolls her eyes. “As much as I’m enjoying you berate them, you give them too much credit. They aren’t lying, they are no ally to me. They are, however, a fucking hypocrite.”

She stalks over to you, her expression one of almost hurt as she looks at you.

“I offered them a place by my side, to be my right hand. And they fucking turned me down like I wasn’t offering them the best opportunity of their life.”

She turns back to the others with anger in her words and across her face. “Only for them to jump at the next opportunity to join someone’s crew.”

“I didn’t fucking choose this!”

Your yell causes her to turn to face you once more with shock written on her features.

“You attacked my town, destroyed my home! They saved me from the attack, I had nowhere else to go.” Angry tears roll down your cheeks as you breathe heavily, surprising everyone with your outburst.

Helena looks past you at the pirate preventing you from lunging at her.

“They’re coming back with us to my ship.”

She turns towards the others, sizing each man up.

“Now, what shall we do with you all?” She makes her way over to Jake first, and she tilts his face up to make him meet her eyes.

"You must have been the one to save them, huh?" He says nothing as she grips his skin. "How's that knee holding up, by the way?" She flashes him a grin before swiftly kicking the side of his right knee.

He screams in agony as his leg gives out, the pirate behind him preventing him from dropping to the deck for any relief as he holds him, forcing his weight onto the leg.

Helena grasps the front of his shirt, yanking him forward until their faces are an inch apart. "Still glad you saved them?"

She releases him roughly, shoving him backwards towards the man holding him as his step falters, his right knee still weak from the blow.

She walks over to Samuel next, bringing her hand up to caress his cheek as she slyly smiles.

“Oh, I quite like this one, I think I’ll keep him.”

Samuel spits in her face. “I would rather die.”

Her face contorts with rage as she wipes it away. “I think we can arrange that.”

Before anyone can process what’s happening, she nods slightly to the man holding Samuel, her face serious and cold.

The man raises his fist, bringing it down hard on the back of Samuels head. He sags in his arms, crumpling to the floor.

Both Jake and Joshua try to rush for their brother, the large pirates holding them preventing them from doing so.

“SAM!” Danny lets out a broken sob as tears began streaming down his face. He lunges for Helena, earning him the same blow to the back of his head. He too goes limp, falling to the ground with a loud thud.

“YOU MONSTER!” You scream, struggling in the pirates’ arms to reach any of them; Helena, Samuel, and most importantly, Danny.

She rolls her eyes with an annoyed sigh. “Oh, don’t be melodramatic. They’re not dead, only unconscious.”

“Why not kill us?” Joshua spews angrily.

She walks towards him, stopping only inches from the man with a sweet grin.

“Because, killing you all is too easy. I would much rather have my fun with Polaris and Samuel, leaving the rest of you driven mad not knowing their fates.”

Jake speaks next. “We will hunt you down.”

“With only the three of you? Your crew is dead. You’re not leaving this port for a very long time, Jacob.”

With that, she nods to the pirates holding the twins, and the last thing you see is Jake and Joshua joining their brothers on the ground before everything goes black.

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A/N: the title, of course, is taken from the lyrics to The Indigo Streak

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@steddiemas Day 9 Prompt: Hanukkah Sentence Starters

2. How can you hate Dreidel?  

Tags: Established Relationship, Jewish Eddie Munson, Playing Dreidel, Hanukkah Fluff, Eddie Munson Is A Sore Loser

wc: 765 | Rating: G

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It’s rare for so many people to be gathered at the Munson house for something fun rather than the end of the world, but here they are. Steve, Robin, Dustin, even Wayne and Mr. Clarke. Tucked into the small living room and sprawled out on the floor. Limbs over limbs as they gather around the coffee table — well the former, the latter are curled up on the couch, observing.. A beautiful, hand-crafted wooden dreidel sits in the center surrounded by at least a pound and a half of gelt (another pound of gelt wrappers littering the floor). 

“Shouldn’t you be really good at this game?” Robin teases, watching the dreidel spin out of Eddie’s hands and off the table for the fourth time of the night. 

“You are the only one who's played it before,” Dustin adds, never one to turn down teasing Eddie. 

Eddie shoots them a glare that would rival Medusa if he were lucky enough to have her powers. Unfortunately, the only superpowers he has is his taste in music and his ability to land Steve as his boyfriend. 

“I fucking hate this game,” he groans. 

After scooping up the dreidel from where it landed with a soft thud on the carpet, he hands it to Steve. Despite never playing Dreidel a day in life, let alone any game for that matter (“I don’t know what to tell you, Eds. The Harrington’s were not family board game type of people,” Steve had told him one night which promptly broke Eddie’s heart and led to a marathon two-person game of Monopoly of all things), Steve is weirdly good at this. So good, he currently has a ridiculous mountain of gelt stacked in front of him like damn poker chips. 

“How can you hate dreidel?” Steve asks, tongue pocking out from his lips as he gets ready to spin. “It's so much fun!” 

“Oh yeah, it’s so fun.” Eddie rolls his eyes before watching as the dreidel carefully spins on the table, landing on the Gimel. Again. 

“It is!” Steve smiles, gathering the remaining gelt from the collective pot in the middle of the table. 

“Are you hustling us?” Dustin asks, arms crossed as Steve stacks his latest gelt pieces. He turns to Eddie, “He’s hustling us, right?” 

“Oh, now you want me on your side?” Eddie scoffs, shooing Dustin away. The kid has a point though. There’s no way this is just beginner’s luck. “Are you hustling us?” 

“Don’t be a sore loser,” Steve scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I’m winning fair and square.” 

“I think the dreidel is rigged.” 

“We’re all using the same one! If that were true, we’d all be winning,” Robin chimes in. 

“I don’t know, maybe Steve has like a magnet or something,”

“It’s a wooden dreidel!”

“See, this is why I hate this game,” Eddie huffs, throwing his hands in the air. 

“Don’t remember you sayin’ that last night when you kicked my ass,” Wayne chimes in, voice gruff but eyes full of mirth. “Listen to your boy and stop being a sore loser.” 

“Whose side are you on?” Eddie scoffs. If he didn’t know better, he’d be willing to bet his measly gelt winnings that Uncle Wayne liked Steve more than him. He knows the truth though, Wayne just loves giving him a hard time. He can’t say he blames him. 

“The only sides I do are mashed potatoes, you know that.” 

A collective groan rips through the room. Eddie the loudest as always, even when he nuzzles his face into the crook of Steve’s neck. “Scott is rubbing off on you in all the wrong ways.” 

“Hey,” Dustin shouts. “Don’t talk about my Lord like that.” 

“You people are all weird,” Robin laughs, reaching for the dreidel to resume playing. With a swift flick of her wrist, the dreidel spins and spins and spins before landing on 

Hey. “See, I told you it wasn’t rigged.” 

“Yeah, well, we’ll see when he goes again.” 

“Keep talking to me like that and he’s not going to kiss you for a week.” 

Eddie balks, immediately groveling for Steve’s forgiveness while Dustin and Robin look on with utter disgust. Wayne and Scott look on with all the fondness of an older couple who never got moments like this. 

“Alright, enough,” Dustin huffs, a minute later. “Are we going to keep playing or are you two going to make out now?”

“Well, now that you mention it…” Eddie trails off, looking at Steve with playful hunger. 

“Sorry, baby,” Steve says, pushing Eddie off his lap. “I have a game to win.” 

[moonlightazriel]

Son of the Darkness IX /// Azriel X F!Reader

Summary: Hidden for so long The court of shadows thrived, and things were great until the high lord's death, now the next in line should assume the crown of high lord of shadows, will he accept his duties?

Warnings: A little mention of smut but that’s all

Word Count: 1,7K

Notes: I will never be able to express how grateful I am for you amazing support, I managed to get a chapter together, writing has been a form of distraction for me and I love it so much, the end of march is always hard for me since my grandpa’s passing, but with your love and with this story, things got a little more bearable. Thank you so much for everything ❤️

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Y/N sighed opening her eyes, some beads of sweat on her forehead as she kept tossing and turning all night, she dreamed of him, in the dream he didn’t stop her hand, he had pulled her closer and kissed her, bringing her to his chamber and fucking her like the world was about to end. She shouldn’t be having those dreams, those feelings, those desires about him, everything about him confused her, especially how she felt empty whenever she was around him, like some vital part of her was missing, and she hated that.

She gave up, shoving her blankets aside and going to take a bath. The sun was already starting to appear behind the mountains, she took her time, washing her body and hair and getting ready for the meeting.

The only one in a good mood was Evanore, she made small talk but neither Y/N nor Azriel paid much attention, too busy trying to avoid each other. He hasn’t been able to look at her, too ashamed of his actions to even speak, he was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she would see what he did last night while he thought of her. Y/N wasn’t much different, embarrassed of her feelings, she looked at him and only saw her dream, and the ache in her body wishing it was real, the desire both carried for each other burning so deeply that it hurt.

Azriel was only able to think about something else when he stepped in the living room of the House of Wind, Evanore’s powers stronger than the magic that protected the place, the inner circle members were all there, even Feyre’s sisters. Rhys and Cassian were the first ones to jump on him, greeting him and asking him how he had been.

“You left without saying goodbye.” Morrigan said, pulling him in for a hug, and unlike before, his heart didn’t skip a beat, he didn’t feel the necessity to hold her closer, he didn’t see her as the woman he loved, he saw her as the friend he missed dearly, and the realisation confused him. He has always been so sure of how he felt about Morrigan, he loved her and would love her forever, he knew that, but something inside of him had changed, someone had changed his feelings for the blonde, and he suspected that someone was the female hugging Cassian like they were old friends.

“Duty called.” He joked. Rhys clapped his hands, bringing the attention to him, and announced that the breakfast was served and they should eat. They sat at the dinner table, various food and drinks appearing in front of them, Evanore’s stomach made a loud noise and they laughed, starting to eat.

“How is the High Lord’s life Az?” Feyre asked, biting her toast.

“I don’t know how Rhys does it, it’s exhausting, I might need some vacation after the war.” He smiled, he felt complete in the presence of his family, he missed them so much.

“It’s a hard job, but I’m sure you do it great.” Rhys commented.

“It’s easy when you have someone to do the work for you.” Y/N joked and Eva laughed, winking at him, he rolled his eyes.

“Those males, always needing a strong female to take care of things for them. Right, Amren? Right, Feyre?” Mor said and the females smiled.

“You’re right, always us, cleaning after their messes.” Amren nodded, her voice too strong to match her tiny body, she didn’t eat, only sipping on a goblet, the red liquid staining her lips.

“Ha ha, I can take care of that court with my eyes closed.” Azriel stated, Y/N rose an eyebrow, a smirk on her lips.

“Then you don’t need help preparing for The Blood Moon festival, do you?” She sipped on her coffee, finally looking at him in the eyes for more than two seconds.

“The what?” He scratched his head, he had read all the history books he could find, this must have slipped his mind.

“Oooooh I love the festival!” Eva giggled. “It’s an ancient Sephiran tradition, but thanks to our late High Lord, the whole court celebrates now.” She seemed over the moon while she talked about that, her favourite festivity at the court.

“And what is this exactly?” Cassian inquired. She got up, whispering some words, a mist covered the dinner table, images started to appear as she talked.

“Every 50 years the sun, the moon and the earth align, creating a lunar eclipse. My ancestors discovered that when the eclipse was at its fullest, they could use the moon's power to strengthen their lands and their magic.” Everyone saw the witches dancing and the moon, red as blood, their bodies glowing in the moonlight as they celebrated. “When Loralen made the pact with my sisters, they agreed that the festival should be celebrated by everyone, and when the eclipse is in its fullest, the females around the court dance, this way the moon bless our court and ourselves with more power.”

“That’s beautiful!” Mor said.

“What about the males?” Cassian asked.

“The males can appreciate the dance and the food, our strength is based on the natural connection us females have with nature and the moon, the dance is a big part in the ritual to strengthen our lands and power, it’s through the dance and the connection that we are able to canalise the moon’s power and spread it across the court!”

“And it’s in one week, you all should come, it’s a beautiful celebration, the whole court celebrates for 3 days until the Eclipse night, to honour The Mother, the witches and the moon, thanking and celebrating their power and good fortune.” Y/N finished, the mist disappearing and everything going back to normal.

“We would love to!” Feyre nodded. “We’re going to be there!” Rhys hummed, agreeing with her, they needed something to distract their minds after the whole trouble arranging the High Lord’s meeting.

“Lovely!” Eva clapped, she was so excited, after spending the festival in the Yrila forest for 10 years, with Y/N joining her sometimes, Rune has finally agreed that she was old enough to spend it at Thera, she just needed to spend a day praying in the forest and then she would be free to go!

The breakfast was finished soon after, Mor had asked Evanore what she should bring and now the two were discussing what to wear, while Y/N and Azriel were heading to Rhysand’s office. They were joined by Feyre and Cassian, the 5 of them sitting in a circle as they started their meeting.

“As you were aware, we’ve been trying to set up a meeting with all the High Lords to discuss the war, it took months but we finally came to an agreement.” Rhys started.

“And what agreement is this?” Y/N asked.

“We will be meeting at the Dawn Court, in Thesan’s home, they all agreed it’s a neutral space for a meeting.” Feyre said.

“And are we going alone or what?” Azriel looked at Rhys.

“They also agreed that we should bring protection, you can choose whoever you want, I’m bringing Cassian, Mor and Nesta decided to join us!”

“Nesta?”

“She wants to testify on Tamlin’s betrayal.” Feyre said, her voice laced with anger.

“Makes sense!” Azriel agreed.

“And how many people can we bring?” Y/N looked at Azriel, they shouldn’t bring too many people, she could protect him just fine.

“I know those fuckers will probably bring their whole army, afraid of us.” Cassian snorted, disdain in his features. “So you can bring as many as you want, but I don’t think you will need much.” He winked at Y/N.

“You’re right, I just need 3 seats in that meeting!” Azriel said.

“Three?”

“I need you there, not just as a protection, but you need to be present in such a discussion, and Eva would be so sad if we didn’t bring her!” Y/N laughed involuntarily, the image of Evanore’s puppy dog eyes as they told her she couldn’t come appeared in her head.

“Yeah, you’re right, she would be devastated!” Y/N agreed, then followed Cassian and Feyre out of the office to discuss security issues.

“You seem different brother, happier!” Rhys casually said, handing him a glass filled with amber liquor, Azriel drank a little, feeling the sweetness in his mouth and the bitterness in his throat.

“Being where my mother grew up, being around people that don’t fear me all the time, it’s so good Rhys! I love it here, it’s my home but that place, it’s where I truly belong.” Rhysand patted his shoulder, a smile dancing on his lips.

“It feels like a weight was lifted from your shoulders, you deserve this Az, and I hope you find everything that you need there.” Azriel looked at him.

“I think I’m on the right path.” Rhysand laughed.

“You’re fucked!”

“What?”

“You like her.” Azriel stepped aside.

“I always knew that you created things in your head Rhysand, but this is a whole new level of craziness.” He accused Rhys and he laughed even more.

“See, you’re so defensive, the last time you acted like this was when I asked you about Morrigan, and now, that lovesick gaze that you gave my cousin is directed to her. She got you wrapped around her finger brother.”

“You’re delusional.” He said, walking towards the exit, Rhys shook his head, Azriel was unbelievable, he has always been a little clueless when the topic was females, but even the blind could see how he looked at her, like she had shone brighter than the moon, like no one could compare to her beauty, and there was that smell lingering around them, something familiar but Rhys couldn’t point what was yet.

As Rhys got out of his office Eva was standing in the wall in front of his door, he rose an eyebrow and she smiled widely.

“You can smell it too can’t you?” She inquired.

“Smell what?”

“Their mating bond.” Rhysand’s eyes went wide and he finally could distinguish the smell, faint and barely there, the smell of their mating bond trying to make itself known.

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[m-jelly]

Chapter 6

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Vampire Levi x fem!reader

Victorian era like world, vampires, secrets, romance, falling in love, vampire lore, sexual tension, possessive Levi, protective Levi

This chapter: Levi sets you a task of spending a certain amount of money by the end of the day, or you'll be punished. You go on a shopping spree and meet Queen Rosaline and butt heads. You come home to a cuddly Levi and get a nice reward. You meet Levi's parents and Levi meets yours in a fun and sweet reunion.

Part 7

Levi leaned on his desk as he stared at you. He smiled a little as you whined and shifted on the spot. “I know you can do it, my darling. You have the skills to do so.”

You pouted a little. “I don’t think I can.”

“I believe in you. You’re a good girl.”

You crouched in front of his desk and gripped the edge of it. “Levi.”

He chuckled as he looked over his desk at you. “Come on, darling. You can manage. I believe in you.”

You stared at him. “What are the consequences if I don’t?”

“You’ll be placed on a ban.”

“What kind of ban?”

He smirked. “I won’t kiss you, touch you or hold you for three days.”

You tapped your forehead against the desk. “That’s mean. No sex, right?”

“Right.”

You flopped onto your side on the floor. “So mean.”

He got up and walked around to you. “It’s not that much.”

“It’s a lot of money.”

He hummed a laugh as he played with your hair. “All you need to do is spend a couple of hundred gold on yourself by the end of the day. I’ll reward you if you do.”

You rolled onto your back and sighed. “Levi.”

He crawled over you and looked down at you. “Darling, my love, my soon-to-be wife. You can do it. I believe in you. I know it’s hard to spoil yourself, but you can do it.”

“Mm.”

He kissed you and smiled. “Listen, my love. Do you hate the Queen?”

You pouted. “Yes!”

He chuckled. “Good. Well, think of it this way. Do you want to piss her off? You want to say fuck you to her?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

“Then buy the best dresses ever that show off your sexy body.”

You blushed a little. “You’re right, but it is a lot of money.”

He pulled back from you and sat up. He yanked you against him and held you tightly. “You’ve got this.”

You stood up and sighed. “I will go.” You walked to the door and paused a moment. “Wait a moment…” You turned and looked over at him. “You’re really hoping I pass. It’ll be hard for you if I don’t.”

Levi growled. “Yes.”

You hummed a laugh. “I’ll go shopping with all this gold.”

He walked over to you and handed you a bag of coins. “Good luck, my love.”

You played with the bag and hummed in thought. “Can I buy something for you?”

He cupped your face and kissed your forehead. “No. You must spend all of it on things that make you happy.”

You gazed into his eyes. “But spending money on you would make me happy.”

“That’s cute, but no spending on me.”

You released a long sigh. “Okay, okay.” You slipped out of his study and moved down the hall to see your maid was waiting for you. You let her put on your cape and walked outside into the cold winter air. “This is going to be hard.”

Your maid assisted you into the carriage. “You can do this, my lady.”

You played with your cape. “Has Levi explained to you the rules?”

“Indeed. My lord told me everything.”

You stared at her as a few ideas popped into your head. “How about I give you some money?”

She shook her head. “I’m sorry, my lady. I care about you and love looking after you, but my lord has given me orders. This is for your own well-being.”

You gripped the coin bag. “This is a conspiracy.”

“You are so cute, my lady.” She hummed a laugh. “I will help you out as much as possible today.”

“Thank you.”

She offered her hand to you. “Shall I take the coins? I think it is easier to spend when you don’t know how much you have. You will be less aware.”

You handed the bag over. “You’re right. Thank you for helping.”

“You deserve happiness.”

You welled up a little at her words. “Thank you.” You cleared your throat. “I am feeling energised.”

“Wonderful, my lady!”

You smiled a little before pulling back the little curtain and looking out the carriage. You blushed as people stared at your carriage, which was black with Levi’s coat of arms on. The carriage always caught people’s attention because everyone wanted to know about Levi and who he was so madly in love with.

You climbed out of the carriage and headed towards the shop. You ignored people chatting and talking around you. You focused on going to the dress shop. The inside was rather simple, cosy, welcoming and nice. The dresses being modelled were rather sweet and nice. You liked some, but something was missing for you.

You released a long sigh. “I don’t know about this.”

Your maid hurried over to the owner. “Excuse me? This is Lord Ackerman’s fiancée. I booked a slot for her to be here.”

The owner gasped. “Lord Ackerman’s fiancée? This is amazing!” She hurried over to you. “Welcome, welcome! Please, come into our special section of the shop, where our best dresses are.”

You walked with her to the back. “Thank you. So, my Levi really likes me in a lot of colours. Red, green, light yellow too.” You blushed hard and looked at the dresses. “A deep red would be pretty and a dark green.”

She clasped her hands together. “Perfect! It’ll look so good on your body. Let’s get you dressed up.”

It was rather nerve-wracking at first to have your clothes pulled off you and to stand in your undergarments, but it became fun. There was plenty of tea and snacks for you and soon you were laughing along with the staff and your maid. They made you feel like you were the most beautiful woman ever, just like Levi would.

You admired yourself in a dark red dress making your body look plump. “This is incredible. Thank you. I will take this one for sure! I want the green ones too. There are so many wonderful dresses and your corsets are so soft.”

She blushed. “I’m glad you like all my clothes.”

“Levi said you were the best.”

“He’s too kind.”

“Aww.” Everyone turned to see the Queen enter with a fan before her mouth to hide her smirk. “How sweet. The human pet is playing dress up.” He moved closer. “It’s amusing how you think you can be pretty like me. There is no comparison, my dear.”

You held your head high. “You’re right, there is no comparison.” You fixed your hair as you looked in the mirror. “Why would I ever want to look like you? Levi loathes you and loves me.” You turned and locked eyes with her as he got angry. “So, I’m better than you in every way.”

She flicked her fan closed. “Watch your mouth, human.”

“Why? You’re not my Queen. You’re just a rude woman who has interrupted my private shopping time.”

She moved closer. “I will gut you.”

You sighed. “So stupid. If you do that, then Levi will never forgive you. He already hates you, I wonder how much deeper that hate can become if you were to take my life.”

She snarled at you. “You are an ugly fat bitch!”

You lifted your left hand. “And yet I’m the one engaged to Levi.” You smiled at her. “I’m not afraid of you and no matter how much you shout or threaten me, I will not back down. You are no Queen to me or Levi. The sooner you leave him alone, the better. You only hurt yourself more by wanting a man who doesn’t want you.”

“YOU!”

Damian stood between you and his Rosaline. “Dear sister, please calm down. We have come at the wrong time. We should come back another time.”

Rosaline snarled. “Why should I leave?”

You peered around Damian. “Because Levi booked this time for me. We booked this place. This is a private shopping trip. I don’t see you as a friend, therefore I don’t want you here. So, please leave.”

Her cheeks went pink as people stared. Rosaline was overcome with embarrassment because of how a human had spoken to her. She gripped her fan tightly in both hands. “She insulted me.”

Damian whispered. “You promised her to me. Leave her be and let me deal with her.”

She huffed a bit before looking at you. “I do not know what Levi sees in you.”

You smiled. “I know, it’s why he doesn’t like you. You are everything he hates.”

Damian pushed his sister along. “Come on.” He looked over at you. “That dress looks lovely on you.”

“Thank you.” You turned to the mirror and looked at yourself. “Could I wear this out?”

The shop owner nodded. “Yes.”

You looked to your maid. “Could you pay her for my dresses?”

Your maid bowed to you. “Yes, my lady.”

You walked to the carriage and waited for your maid to join you. “I can’t believe how many dresses and shoes I bought.”

She giggled. “You did well.”

“Do I have much left?”

“I’m afraid so.”

You huffed a little and thought about what you could do. “Maybe, I could buy some jewellery?”

She giggled. “I think that would be a great choice!”

You nibbled your lip in thought. “This is more difficult than Levi made it out to be. I’m not used to spending money.”

“View it as you are supporting local businesses.”

You gasped in delight. “You’re right! Oh, if that’s true then I will go to the bookstore and then a local bakery and then a local sweet and chocolate place!”

“Sounds exciting!”

You smiled in delight. “Oh, did he say there was a rule against spending it on things for the staff? I want to buy you all something delicious.”

The maid softly smiled. “He did. It has to be spent on you.”

“What if I buy something, eat some of it and then offer it to the staff to try?”

She hummed in thought. “I think that would qualify as spending on you.”

You clapped your hands in delight. “Perfect I have found a loophole.”

It was fun for you to go around to more shops to buy everything else. The gold was reduced in the bag until there were two coins left, but you thought you had spent everything. So, you were rather happy and in a positive mood when you travelled back home to see the man you loved more than anything. Your heart was filled with pride because you wanted to show off to Levi that you did everything he asked of you.

You hurried into the home and came to a stop before your fiancé. “Levi! I bought so many things!” You twirled for him. “Do you like this dress?”

He moved closer to you. “Darling, you look divine.” He held your hand and made you twirl again. “Look at you. Such a vision.” He pulled you against him and kissed you deeply. “So sexy.”

You giggled at his compliment. “Thank you.”

He showered your face in kisses as the staff brought in your purchases. “Mm, now I need to check if you spent it all.”

You grinned. “I know I did.”

“Oh really?” He released you and walked over to your maid. “Let’s see.” He took the coin bag and checked. “Tch, tch, dear me. Two gold coins left.”

You gasped and ran over to him. You grabbed the coins and studied them. “I was sure I spent everything!”

Levi folded his arms. “Looks like you didn’t.”

You stared at the coins as you thought about how to spend them as soon as possible. “Ah! Idea!” You walked up to Levi and placed them in his hand. “I would like to pay for one massage and ten kisses. Is this enough?”

Levi chuckled as he played with the coins. “Smart. Very smart.”

You looked at him with pleading eyes. “Please?”

He sighed. “Well, you might have some change left.”

You gripped his shirt and bounced up and down. “Will the rest pay for an hour-long cuddle?”

He tilted his head. “Mm…yes.” The light in your eyes was something he couldn’t crush. He wanted you to stay happy.

You jumped into Levi’s arms. “Yay!”

He laughed and spun around with you. “Well done.” He placed you on your feet. “When would you like your massage, kisses and cuddle?”

You tapped your forehead against him. “Mm, maybe tonight?”

He leaned down and whispered against your ear. “I would be very happy to do that.” He scooped you up into his arms. “Come, my beautiful darling, I have to spoil you.”

You kicked your legs a little. “Levi? I need to tell you something.”

He walked up the stairs. “Yes?”

“Rosaline was at the dress shop.”

He paused on the stairs. “What?”

“I got rid of her and Damian protected me, but she called me ugly and fat.”

He snarled. “How dare she.”

You patted Levi’s cheek. “It’s okay.”

He looked down at you. “It’s not okay.”

You kissed his cheek a few times. “I stood my ground.”

“You did?”

You explained to Levi what happened when he carried you the rest of the way upstairs. You smiled a little after you’d finished talking. “I’m rather proud of myself. I wasn’t scared. I stood up for you and I.”

He sat you on his bed. “What a brave wonderful fiancée you are.”

You grinned at him. “What do I get as a reward?”

He pressed the end of your nose. “I’ll think about it.” He studied you. “Now, I hate to do this, but we have to remove your gorgeous dress.”

“I can just wear it tomorrow.”

“Fuck, you are so beautiful.”

You giggled. “Thank you. So, am I getting a nice massage?”

He stood you up and started removing your dress. “Yes. Massage first, then the ten kisses and finally the hugging.”

You stretched your body once you were in your undergarments. “Sounds wonderful. Do you have a bit of oil to massage?”

“I do.” He cradled your face in his hands and kissed you. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He clapped. “Right! Lie on your front and let me take care of you.”

You lay on your stomach and released a long sigh. “I’m ready.”

He clicked his fingers and began untying your corset. He pushed the corset open and watched you shift a little so he could pull it off. “There we go.” He kissed your back and noticed the marks. “Your corset…”

“It leaves marks every time, it’s normal.”

“I don’t like it.”

You hummed. “Well, it’s the only way to keep my boobs under control.”

He smiled against your back. “Interesting. I’m sure I can help you with that. My hands are very supportive.”

You giggled as you watched Levi go to the bathroom. “I believe you.”

Levi returned to you with the bottle of oil. “Thank you.” He straddled you and sat on your bum. “Mm, best cushion ever.”

You wiggled under him. “Thank you.”

He dropped a small amount of oil that smelt like lavender. He pushed his hands up your back and purred. “You feel so soft and warm under my touch.”

You moaned in delight. “Damn, that feels so good.”

“I’m glad.” He smiled a little. “You excited to get married soon?”

“I am! I’m looking forward to being yours.” You wiggled your toes a little. “Levi?”

He dragged his hands down to your waist. “Yes?”

“Will I be meeting your mother and father soon?”

He paused a moment. “Yes. I hope that’s okay. I delayed it because I wanted you all to myself for as long as possible. I know my parents and they’ll go crazy for you.”

You hugged your pillow as you smiled. “Well, that’s good.”

He paused a moment. “What about your parents?”

You pressed your face into your pillow and whimpered. “I love them, but I’m worried.”

“Worried?”

You lifted your head and sniffed. “I’ll be made a vampire and they’ll get old and die. I’m going to miss them so much.”

Levi cleaned his hands before shifting off you and rolling you over. “Darling, they’ll be made into vampires too.”

You sat up with a frown. “What? Really?”

He nodded. “It’s vampire tradition.” He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn’t tell you, did I?”

You shook your head. “You didn’t.”

He shuffled closer. “Sorry. I should have, but I didn’t. It’s so common practice…I keep forgetting things. Being a pure-bred vampire…that’s a shit excuse.”

You dove at Levi and knocked him onto his back with you on top. “I’m so happy!” You showered his face in kisses. “Don’t be sorry either, okay? You’ve lived a life surrounded by pure-bred vampires. All you’ve known is them and their traditions and now you have a human on your hands. I love you, Levi. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” He rubbed your back. “I’m so sorry if you feel something hard, but your breasts are pressed against me right now and you know how much I love them.”

You giggled. “I do and I love feeling you getting hard.”

“Well, then we’re both very happy right now.”

“Yes, but I need ten kisses and that hour-long hug.” You sat up on Levi and grinned. “So, ten kisses!”

He stared at your breasts. “Uh…sorry I um…what did you say?”

You placed your arm across your boobs. “Focus, my love. Ten kisses.”

He massaged your thighs. “Where do you want them?”

“I know what you’re thinking about.”

He sat up and smirked at you. “You know me well.”

You purred a little. “I think every inch of my body.”

Levi slammed you against the bed on your back. “Oh, I can do that.”

You giggled. “Wonderful.”

You started fixing your dress in front of the mirror as Levi hugged you from behind and kissed your exposed neck and shoulder. “Do I look okay?”

“You look sexy.”

You whined a bit. “I don’t want to be sexy. I want to be classy, pretty and welcoming.”

He ran his hands around to your breasts. “Then how about you remove your dress again and get back into bed with me?”

You hummed a laugh. “Levi, we’re not going again. You’ve had me twice this morning.”

“Only twice? That’s hardly anything for us.”

You turned in his arms. “Yes, but your parents and mine are coming over. I want to look good for them.”

Levi stood back and nodded. “Mm, you look divine, my love.”

“Thank you.” You turned and looked in the mirror again. “Maybe I should put on some makeup.”

“Darling.” He grabbed your arm and pulled you closer. “You don’t need any of that. You look incredible.”

You smiled a little. “Thank you.”

He pulled you closer and held you against him. “You’re so pretty.”

You blushed a little. “Thank you.” You slipped from his touch making him whine. “It’s time to greet our parents.”

Levi pouted as he followed you. “I’m looking forward to seeing them, but I want you all to myself.”

You held his hand and dragged him along. “Come on.”

He stumbled along with you. “Do I get a reward for this?”

“Yes.”

He smiled. “I’ll pick what I get.”

You giggled. “Yes, my love. Just think of this meeting as the next step to our wedding. I want our parents to meet and if it goes well, then we can marry.”

Levi’s eyes widened in delight. He scooped you up into his arms and ran with you. “We have to have a successful meeting!”

You squealed as Levi ran with you down the hall before jumping off the balcony and landing in the entrance hall. You blushed hard when you saw your parents with Levi’s looking a little shocked. “H-Hello.”

Levi placed you on your feet as soon as he saw the dark and angry look on your father’s face. “Good evening.”

You hurried over to your parents and jumped into their arms. “I missed you both!”

Your father squeezed you. “We missed you too.” He released you and looked over at Levi. “Does he take care of you?”

“He does.”

He looked down at you. “He doesn’t drink from you too much or exhaust you?”

You shook your head. “No. He’s been a gentleman to me.”

He smiled a little. “Good.” He frowned a moment. “Why does he look scared?”

Your mother patted your father’s cheek. “Because you always look angry, my dear.”

“I don’t mean it.” He walked right over to Levi. “Lord Levi Ackerman, correct?”

Levi gulped hard. “Y-Yes.” He offered his hand. “Nice to me-meet you.”

He shook Levi’s hand. “I’m not angry, lad, it’s just my face.” He smiled a little. “All I ask is that you love and care for my daughter and make her happy.”

“I swear on my life.”

“I believe you.” Your dad smiled. “So, you must be Mr and Mrs Ackerman.”

Kuchel gasped. “Your daughter is so beautiful! I can’t believe she’s going to be our daughter-in-law!” She welled up. “I’m so happy!”

You cleared your throat. “Shall we move to the dining hall? I worked with the chef to prepare a meal for us all.”

Levi’s dad Sebastian walked over to you. Sebastian was incredibly handsome like Levi, he was muscular and had wonderful wavy hair. Sebastian was your typical incredible rugged-looking hunk of a man. Looking at him, it made sense where Levi got some of his looks from. He gave you such a kind and sweet smile. He reached over and took your hand in his. He placed a delicate kiss against your hand.

You blushed a little. “Nice to meet you.”

Sebastian smiled at you. “You too, my sweet. Seeing you like this and catching your sent. You are just perfect for each other. So, tell me all about how cute my son is.”

You giggled and walked with Sebastian. “Well, he loves cuddles.”

“I’m not surprised, he used to be very attached to a bear when he was a kid.”

You gasped. “Really? That’s so cute!”

He chuckled. “He’s always loved soft and cuddly things.”

“He does cuddle me a lot.”

“I’m not surprised.” He grinned and led you to a chair and sat you in it. “He used to run around with a wooden sword and claimed he would protect his future princess.” He sat down and smirked. “I’m guessing that’s you.”

Your mother joined you and Sebastian. “You wanted a prince or knight, so I guess it is fate.”

Sebastian hummed a laugh. “It is fate, huh?”

“It is! We should have their wedding soon.”

“We should!”

You cleared your throat. “Mum? Are you okay with becoming a vampire?”

She gazed at you. “Yes. I love your father and I love you. Spending eternity with you and your father is perfect. Plus, no more pains in my body and I’d have great skin. I can’t wait.”

You released a long sigh. “I’m glad. I was worried.”

“Bless you.”

You smiled brightly as the conversation flowed. Levi was getting on perfectly with your father and mother. You were getting to know Sebastian and Kuchel as well. Kuchel was obsessed with you. She played with your hair and dress and asked you countless questions. Levi was getting a bit jealous that his mother had all your attention. You knew you had to make it up to him later.

After dinner was eaten and people were happy, you moved to the living room. Levi grabbed you and pulled you into his arms and made sure you stuck to him. No one was bothered when Levi made you sit on his lap. There was a group understanding that Levi needed contact with you to soothe him. It helped a lot that you were playing with his hair.

You turned your head and gazed at Levi as the parents talked. “Your father told me you have a teddy you’d carry around with you everywhere.”

He whined a little. “Yeah. Sir snuggles.” He nuzzled you. “But you’re better than him.”

“Am I the princess you wanted to have and protect?”

He sighed. “My dad talked too much.”

You kissed the top of his head a few times. “I think it’s adorable.”

He locked eyes with you. “Really?”

You nodded and kissed him. “My cute man.”

He smiled a little. “I am cute.”

“I’m so happy today went well.”

He kissed you. “Me too.” He hummed. “My parents adore you.”

You blushed a little at knowing you’d been successful. “Good. My parents love you.”

“I think we should get married as soon as possible.”

You giggled. “I think so too.”

Levi’s eyes lit up. “Really? That’s perfect. I will start booking everything now. I had everything waiting.”

“You’re incredible, Levi.”

“Thank you.” He squeezed your thigh and whispered. “So, about tonight.”

You kissed his ear and whispered against it. “I want you to ruin me. Make me lose my voice from moaning your name.”

Levi smirked. “That can be arranged.”

[achaotichuman]

The moment Elain wrapped her lips around his cock, Tamlin was done for. He did not expect Elain to give head as good as she did, but Tamlin supposed she must have experience with Lucien. The thought sent an unexpected surge of pain through him, but he didn’t have time to contemplate his sorrow as Elain abruptly sucked him hard and he gasped. “Wha-“ Elain pulled away from him and Tamlin was about to beg her to come back, but she snapped, “You weren’t focused on me the whole time, so you deserve to be punished. No more for you.” Tamlin clasped his hands in prayer. “Master, please! I’ll be so good, I promise.” Elain tsked. “I’ve been merciful enough. Now…I’ll let Lucien handle your punishment.” Lucien walked over to him, and Tamlin studied the wicked scar slashing on the right side of his face. So long and sharp and jagged, complete with the metallic gold eye. So cruel and beautiful. “Perhaps Amarantha had the right idea,” Tamlin forced out, mustering the last bit of bravado he had. “You look even better with the scar.” Lucien smiled slowly and sinisterly. “I’ve always known how completely, utterly attracted to me you are, Tamlin. Since you’re so desperate for a scar like mine, why don’t I give you one?”             Then before Tamlin had the chance to react, Lucien’s hand grew talons which slashed across his face. Tamlin screamed, and there was a sickening squish as an object Tamlin knew was his eyeball fell to the ground. Suddenly, Tamlin could only see through one side, and panic began to set in as his singular eye desperately tried to adjust to give a full view of the world. Lucien only said gently, coaxingly, “Now you look just like me. How do you feel?” Pretty fucking terrible. Like breaking down and crying. Tamlin had no idea an eye could have so much blood. Somehow it was so much worse than having his intestines carved out. As a warrior and High Lord, Tamlin had always prided himself on his observation, his senses. Now, half his sight was gone. But, Tamlin knew that was the wrong answer. Instead, he forced his trembling lips to smile as he croaked, “Like…the…sexiest…male…alive.” Lucien laughed softly. “Is that how hot you think I am?” Lucien’s hand was wandering up Tamlin’s arm, finding a grip on his bicep. “Did you ever have doubt, my lord?” Tamlin whispered. Lucien smirked. “No. But it’s nice to hear you say it all the same. Unfortunately, you’re still not escaping your punishment.” Tamlin begged Lucien this time. “Please, master, have mercy on your former high lord.” Lucien waved his hand, and fire manacles wrapped around his clasped hands, holding them in prayer position. “This is a nice sight,” Lucien murmured. “You, begging before me. Last time, it was me begging you to have mercy on your sentries. How the tables have turned. Did you feel powerful then?” Lucien snarled in Tamlin’s ear, “Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling?” Tamlin shuddered. “No.” Lucien laughed lowly. “You want me to get on top of you so badly you can’t even enjoy the sight of me beneath you?” Tamlin nodded vigorously. He’d hated himself after that, for making Lucien feel so weak and afraid. But he couldn’t undo the past. “I’m sorry for that,” Tamlin said earnestly. Lucien’s eyes burned with fire. “No. But you will be.” Then he unsheathed those talons and lowered them upon his manhood.             Tamlin blacked out. When he woke up, he was jarred by the sight of Lucien slowly turning his castrated dick in his hand, even going so far as to stroke it up and down with his thumb. Tamlin groaned, unable to help himself even in the blinding pain. It’s not his fault Lucien drove him mad with lust. “You’re such a dirty, needy little whore,” Lucien chuckled. “Open your mouth,” Lucien ordered, every inch of him the High Lord. Tamlin obeyed, opening his mouth wide. Then Lucien forced Tamlin’s own dick down his throat.

I knew you had a thing going with castrating men with how many times you've said you'll castrate me but Christ, Mita, I never thought you'd actually write it. Not complaining though. Tamlin is getting every inch of himself ruined and the man is liking every second of it. For some reason this all feels purifying. I don't know why.

I also find it very funny that like a week ago you were the same girl who couldn't imagine putting smut on the internet and now here we are. Again, not complaining at all.

Also Tamlin is such a bottom bitch, I can't even. I want to be him though.

[vexillologyisenjoyable]

dimension 20 seasons that I’ve watched, ranked(spoilers obviously):

A starstruck odyssey, without question my favorite. Basically every character in this went hard. The plot was fun, the hijinks were delightful, there were the moments that just hit the spot(the house always wins, ‘how did you know there was going to be a plinth in this fight’, beating up a guy and being like oh. that didn’t really do anything but we beat him up, snake eyes, and so many more), just the whole vibe of the season was off the charts.

the seven. I’ve probably laughed the hardest in my entire life while watching this season. It is second to starstruck simply by virtue of not being an intrepid hero season.

mentopolis. A city in a mind. The whole season takes place in about a minute or two. Dan FUCKS. Conrad Shintz, who is so sad and so funny. The fix, with his… fun… facts. Imelda Pulse, with a very high class air who will do the stupidest shit on a whim. Anastasia Tension, who has the most indescribable vibe. Hunch Curio, who will get into a fight with Fight itself. A conspiracy, a philosophical thing, a stolen birthday cake, truly this season had everything.

Misfits and Magic. I probably wouldn’t like this season if I was British, but I’m American so it’s funny when they make fun of British people. Nice how it works like that. The story about how friendship is a stronger tether than dark magic(where have I heard that before?), a story made in the setting created by a transphobe, where they proudly proclaim ‘fuck terfs’. Brennan plays a pc. Aabria dms. All is right with the world.

Burrow’s end. An all around fantastic season. An amazing cast. Brennan pc. Aabria dm. All is right with the world. They play stoats, hats are an important subplot, there’s meta themes about imperialism and colonialism. Also Shiobhan and Izzy play siblings.

fantasy high. With two and a half seasons, it’s one of the most well known. Freshman year is a solid 7/10. Sophomore year is a solid 8.5/10. Junior year isn’t finished yet, but so far it’s going strong. Some incredible bits came out of those seasons.

Neverafter, some cool themes were hinted at but never came to pass, most of the characters were good, but some didn’t really hit the mark, overall a decent season.

a crown of candy. King Lou! This season was good, I can see why other people might like it, but it wasn’t for me personally. Saccharina wasn’t the turn off, to be clear. She was a fine character and Emily deserved none of the hate.

unsleeping city. I know some of y’all really love it but idk it just isn’t that great. Sophie is an incredible character. Ricky Matsui my beloved. Very ok season.

also I didn’t finish acofaf but I got a couple episodes and and it was incredible. The secrets! The lords of the wing! K. P. Hob! I based on of my pcs on Hob, that’s how good he was(flint if my irl friends see this). Rue! Andhera and the duel between him and hob was so good. “Me, the slippiest boy?” Followed by just being yoinked. I would put this in the top three if I finished it, which I don’t intend to. I do consider it worthy of a top three spot, but i haven’t finished it so I’m just putting it down here as a footnote.

[thegreencanary]

Exit night.

Based on this request!:

Summary: you fell asleep with your best friends and boyfriend around when nightmares from the upside down come. Only one person can calm you despite everyone who is trying.

A/N: This is my work and I don’t give anyone the permission to post it anywhere claiming to be someone else’s. I worked hard on this, if you enjoy it please interact. Requests are open.

Paring: Eddie x You (Fem!reader) featuring Best friends Robin and Steve

TW: Talk of violence, gore, upside down scary, cursing

A/N: I’m working through my requests right now! I’m sorry for the delay!

Family dinners, that’s what you called them. Once a month you insisted that everyone, Hopper and Joyce included, came out for a dinner. No one in Hawkins understood what the gang had gone through and it was a good time to get stuff out to people who could understand it. Originally it was for Billy to realize he wasn’t alone when he came back from the Starcourt incident. He’d never be the same after that but he needed to know he wasn’t alone. Slowly the dinners just turned into therapy for everyone. Eddie needed them most recently because he was still healing from the incident with the bats. You were so focused on his recovery and his healing that you didn’t realize the trauma that happened to you. You watched the love of your life get ripped to shreds and technically die. You saw the deep cuts, and you carried him to the hospital with help from Steve. You were covered head to toe in his blood as you waited to see if he was going to come back; yet you didn’t deal with any of it. Repressed emotions have a funny way of showing up.

Yawning, you cleaned up the plates from family dinner. Pretty much everyone had cleared out except for you, Robin and Steve. Eddie was taking some of the munchkins home but he was gonna come back for you soon. Steve took some of the plates for you and eyed you suspiciously. It was pretty obvious by the bags under your eyes that you hadn’t been sleeping.

“Y/N, want to stay for a movie? I brought Overboard from the store. It’s supposed to be cute or something.”

Robin handed you the VHS. You liked horror movies like the rest of the gang, but recently it was hard for you to watch them. A romantic comedy sounded a lot better.

“Eddie said he was gonna come back and pick me up…”

The movie looked really funny.

“You know you both can just stay here. Robins probably going to crash here too, right?”

Robin gave a ‘duh’ look to Steve and he motioned with his hands.

“See? Just stay and relax. Eddie won’t mind. He likes stealing my food anyways.”

True. Steve always packed the fridge really well when his parents fucked off to some random ass place. You knew he hated being alone and he loved to host. Smiling softly you simply nodded.

“Sweet! I’ll pop it in, you can just relax on the couch and mom over here will finish cleaning up.”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“At least call me Dad Jesus fucking Christ. Why am I friends with you two?”

“What did I do!?” You laughed softly. Robin just chucked a dirty napkin at him and headed to the living room to pop in the movie. You helped Steve a little bit he shooed you away from the kitchen.

“Thanks mom.” You chuckled as he spewed some profanities at you. Grabbing a big ass blanket you moved to the bigger of the three couches and curled up in the corner. Robin tossed you a pillow and winked as she started the movie. You felt a heavy presence next you you.

“Now that is a good hairstyle.” Steve mentioned about the lead actor.

“Good lord Steve.” Robin rolled her eyes and started on one of her famously long but quick rants. Something about how the mullet was so dumb looking but you couldn’t focus. Almost immediately you fell asleep, comfortable around your best friends. The warm blanket lulled you into dreamland…which is exactly where you’d been avoiding.

Recently your dreamland was the Upside Down. Often you were just running, not looking back but just pushing forward. The emptiness in your lungs burning your whole body and your legs screaming to stop; but you kept running. Tonight, you weren’t running, you were in an open field. It was a corn field that was by your apartment. You know it well, last summer the farmer decided to plant hundreds of rows of flowers instead. Eddie danced with you under the moonlight in those flowers, it’s where he told you he loved you. The first time you two admitted how much you’d fallen for each other. Now it was barren, scorched and dried out. There was…something in the middle of it. Everything in your brain told you to run, but your legs moved forward. Closer…clooooseer until you recognized something. A severed hand, with the silver rings you knew and loved so well.

“No…”

Now you were sprinting again, Passing one of his legs you tried to remain focused…until you saw it. Eddie’s head was detached from his body. A bat snaking it’s demonic tail around his neck and pulling it apart. Eddie looked at you and screamed out, causing you to scream to him.

Robin was shaking you but nothing was happening. Not even halfway through the movie you were sweating in your sleep. Your breathing was ragged and you looked pale as fuck. Steve freaked out and got cold towels to try and cool you down, but when you screamed he panicked. Robin jumped into action but nothing she was doing was bringing you back. They both got scared that even though Vecna was gone…maybe he got to you.

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“See you later kiddo. Don’t forget to start your campaign for Hellfire! You won’t be a good Dungeon Master if you’re late!”

Eddie scolded Dustin as he dropped off the last kid. You’d convinced Eddie to let Dustin try and take his place in case you and Eddie ever needed to miss a Hellfire night. Will was a really good option as well, but the way Dustin pined after Eddie made him want to give the kid a chance. Driving back to Steve’s, Eddie was thinking about you. You looked exhausted at dinner tonight but anything he asked you, you just ignored it. Eddie finally felt like he was getting back to normal, the nightmares stopped and he was able to go about his days without feeling like he was being watched. He noticed you getting worse and worse.

You’d stopped spending the night with him, and most likely stopped sleeping altogether. You never talked to anyone about what happened to him. Eddie knew it took a toll on you, you saved his life but you just said you were fine. Hell, when he had his nightmares you’d sing him into a calmer sleep. He just wanted to help you but you just wouldn’t let him. The metal head found himself sighing as he thought about you. God he fucking loved you, but sometimes he felt useless.

Pulling in Eddie was whistling, thinking of date ideas to cheer you up when he heard your scream from inside. Damn near kicking down the door he found Robin over you, trying to wake you up and Steve pacing back and forth.

“What the fuck is going on!?!”

“We don’t know Eddie! She dozed off and now she’s broken out into a swear and we can’t wake her up. She’s been screaming and shaking.”

Steve opted to not tel Eddie you were screaming his name and crying. The tears had stopped but you were still panting and whispering Eddie’s name.

“Move Robin.”

“But-“

“NOW……..please.”

She glared at him for a moment, but moved. Eddie immediately situated himself behind you and wrapped you in a hug. Gently he started speaking in your ear, small whispered that only you could hear. Almost instantly at the sound of his voice, your breathing slowed. Gently, your boyfriend kissed your cheek and started singing a slow and soft version of ‘Enter Sandman’ by Metallica.

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You were watching Eddie get ripped to shreds and nothing you did could save him. Every-time you reached for him a bat cut you open. Your body was exhausted but you wanted to fight, for him. Suddenly a warmth surrounded you; like the sun. You felt safe and the Upside Down became brighter, and slowly it became Hawkins. Eddie’s figure faded as his sweet voice filled your mind. The paralysis you felt began to lift and fresh air filled your lungs.

Lurching forward, you woke to strong arms holding you back. Robin and Steve looked frightened and you realized it was all a dream.

“Y/N…what the fuck was that??”

Steve was worried for you but the voice of comfort that came from behind you calmed everyone in the room.

“Not now Steve.”

Robin eyed Eddie.

“How the hell did you do that? I was shaking her for like a minute and a half.”

You chuckled weakly but snuggled closer into Eddie. He was quiet so you spoke up.

“He’s my safe space Robin. If he’s okay, I’m okay. I just needed to know he was okay.”

Steve rolled his eyes but he was happy you were okay. Robin quirked an eyebrow but let it be for the evening. Eddie whispered softly into your ear.

“We will talk about your nightmares later baby. You can’t keep acting like everything is fine.”

A heavy sigh filled the air but you knew he was right. There was an awkwardness to the air but Robin wasn’t the subtle type.

“So I’m uncomfortable now. I’m gonna play the movie so we can focus on something other than the mental breakdown that Y/N doesn’t want to talk about right now.”

You could kind of tell that Steve and Robin were upset you hadn’t trusted them with what was going on in your head. Adjusting your body, you were still attached to Eddie but you patted the seat next to you.

“Come on. When I’m ready, I’ll talk. For now I just want to be with my best friends and my boyfriend. Okay?”

Eddie smiled and kissed your cheek. He’d be here when you were ready. Steve sighed and sat on the floor in front of you and Robin sat beside you. God you had no idea where you’d be without these weirdos.

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A/N: I hope the anon likes it!! Sorry if there are spelling errors it’s 2:50am and I’m on my phone. Thanks for the request!! ❤️❤️

[carriagelamp]

I don't know what to say here this month. February, eh? Hate February, the Thursday of months, I'm just clinging to sanity while I wait for spring. Here are the books that helped me through what is basically a month of overcast skies and fucking winter rain.

Candy Color Paradox v6

Candy Color Paradox is a series I’ve been reading for years now and I’ve really enjoyed how the relationship in this one has progressed over that time. It started somewhat similar to how you’d expect a yaoi manga to start — lots of tension, drama, smut, and some light antagonism between the two main characters who both work at the same weekly magazine. But it’s eased into something that’s really quite genuine. This most recent volume focused entirely on moving in together and all the little complications and insecurities that arise because of that.

Circus of Fear

A 1980s D&D choose your own adventure novel so the quality is exactly what you would expect, but at the very least it was a fun little diversion. Doing a CYOA book with a friend can honestly be a blast, they just feel so silly, and the setting of a magical, vaguely sinister circus is always an enjoyable backdrop. We managed to get a good ending on the second try! So yay! I'd honestly like to read it again and try some of the other routes that also sounding intriguing.

Dungeon Meshi // Delicious in Dungeon v1

Me and my girlfriend started watching Dungeon Meshi because we’d seen so much about it on tumblr lately and wow. Just wow. It really is doing something special and we’re completely enamoured. Since we’re waiting for new episodes, I picked up the first book so we could compare it and the show — it’s really impressive how closely they align! And the art is really lovely, it stands out and not just for it's food glamour shots.

For those who haven't been seduced into watching the anime yet: Dungeon Meshi / Delicious in Dungeon is a DND-style parody in which the adventuring party needs to enter the monster-filled dungeon to save one of their companions who got eaten by a red dragon. They need to get to her and revive her before she entirely digested. However, to hasten their quest (and indulge one of their member’s strange obsessions) they begin to hunt and eat the monsters that fill the dungeon instead of trying to bring food in from the outside. This is 80% a cooking anime and 20% a comedic adventure anime. Book or show, doesn’t matter which, you should give it a try if you haven’t.

Down Among the Sticks and Bones

I really enjoyed the first book of the series, Every Heart A Doorway, and was excited when I found out there was a prequel about Jack and Jill and the world they visited. This can either be read as a prequel or it works fairly well as a stand-alone novella; the story is about twin sisters who have always been forced to fill very precise societal roles by their parents. One afternoon, they stumble across a magical door in the bottom of a chest and venture down into the sinister world of the moors where one sister is taken in by a vampire lord and the other by a mad scientist. The story looks at how the sisters grow and change when apart from each other and their controlling parents. Excellent story, the language is just so enticing.

Midnight Sun

My brother has been watching all the Twilight movies with a couple of his friends. Listening to him bitch about Jacob like it was 2007 reawakened something in me, so after laughing myself sick I had to go and relisten to Midnight Sun. Still genuinely and unironically love this book, it’s pure trash but by god it's my trash. I’m a simple soul.

Odder

I’ve been hearing great things about this book, and it’s hard to go wrong with Katherine Applegate so I was excited to finally read it. This is a book written entirely in free verse poetry about an orphaned otter and her experiences being rescued by the Monterey Bay Aquarium. It’s inspired by a true story (several true stories, actually!) and it's very worth picking up even if you don't usually go for poetry. It's charming and reads very easily.

Old-Fashioned Cupcake

A middle-aged salaryman is feeling worn down by the humdrum nature of his life, which is filled mostly with work these days. This manga kicks off with his coworker suggests that if he wants to deal with the feelings of boredom and aging, then he needs to do something to shake up his life: so he suggests that they “act like a pair of teenage girls” and go to a fancy new pancake shop just because it seems fun, never mind that it’s not something grown men are supposed to do. This manga ended up being pretty darn cute -- it was slow and compassionate and loving -- and it managed to convince me to buy its sequel.

Professor Calculus: Science’s Forgotten Genius

A ridiculous little book I bought on impulse that was nevertheless a lot of fun to read. It’s a tribute to Cuthbert Calculus, celebrating the 80th anniversary of his first appearance in Tintin. It dives into some of the inspirations that went into the character, and also lovingly and cheekily explores some "facts" we know about Calculus as a person… and wildly extrapolates more from there. It was a cute little read for anyone who’s a fan of the series and wants something a little extra.

Return to Oz

I recently rewatched this movie and maintain that I like it more than the original film, sorry. It made me decide to grab the novelization because I’m always a sucker for a novelization <3 This one was pretty solid too, it actually included details that were left out of the film and improve the stories overall cohesion which is always the marker of a good novelization.

Return to Oz takes place several months after the original film, when Aunty Em and Uncle Henry are trying to build a new house and get the farm back in order before winter. Concerned by Dorothy’s continued belief in Oz and her increased insomnia, Aunty Em decides to take her to a doctor who offers healing through electroshock therapy. Yeah, it’s exactly as fucking creepy as it sounds… You get a scary aslyum, a sinister head nurse, being strapped to a hospital gurney, and new baddies that scared the bejeezus out of me as a kid. Anyway, before she can be electrocuted, Dorothy manages to escape back to Oz where she discovers her friends are in dire need of help. It’s like Alice: Madness Returns but from Disney. Go watch this movie.

She Drives Me Crazy

I had very mixed feelings about this book. It’s about high school basketball player, Scottie, who has suffered a bad breakup with her girlfriend who moved schools to play on the opposing basketball team. Things go from bad to worse when she gets into a car accident with her arch-nemesis, the cheerleader Irene. One things lead to another and bada bing bada boom we have a fake dating scheme so that Scottie can get back at her ex.

This book had some genuinely fun moments (I’m always a sucker for a fake dating scheme, and the characters were reasonably fun) but it’s biggest failing is one that I’ve seen more than I like in current queer lit. It just tries so. fucking. hard. to be unproblematic. Like yeah, it’s great to see healthy relationships but it was SO explicit about it. So much therapy speak, way more than feels natural for a conversation or internal monolgue, especially when they’re in high emotions. The “banter” was very scripted. It was a book that felt like it had a laugh track. And while the ending was satisfying enough, it was also… I don’t know. Anticlimactic. We just spent so long tying everything up in a perfectly neat little bow that it really just strolled to an ending that was obvious from a mile away. 

Like look, I get it, we want this to be squeaky clean and beyond reproach, but I have NEVER entered a fake dating story hoping that everyone was going to be really sensible and respectful and level-headed. Fake dating is the slapstick of the romance world, I want some Shakespearean level bullshit, please don’t try to gussy it up for me. Gonna go and rewatch 10 Things I Hate About You or something just to feel things again. Or maybe pop over to AO3, your average fic writer at least understands that when I say fake dating I mean I want something absolutely fucking unhinged and filled to the gill with mutual pining.

So yeah, if you want a sports-based high school sapphic romance: it’s not a bad book. It went down easy, I liked listening to it in the mornings when I needed something light before work. Some bits I even quite enjoyed. But it’s not going to rock your world.

Shuna’s Journey

Well, if nothing else you can really, definitely tell this was done by Hayoa Miyazaki. I’m honestly not really sure how I felt about it. The art was beautiful, and the story was pure undiluted Miyazaki through and through. The narrative was very nice. The story and message was poignant. It was a nice book. I can’t say it’s stuck very heavily in my mind, but I enjoyed reading it. It felt like a precursor to Princess Monoke / Nausicaa, perhaps?

The Witches

The story of one child and his grandmother needing to contend with witches. Not fairytale witches. Real witches. And all their horrible, child-hating ways. One thing I will always love about Dahl is that when he wants to write about something Horrible, nothing will stop him. His villains are truly villainous and the witches are a prime example of that! I loved the description of the witches and their horrible, sinister deeds, especially in the first half of the book. This sure is Child Murder: The Novel! The ending was absolutely not what I was expecting, and I appreciate that. Such a bizarre book.

[carmenthabaddie]

New wigs 💖💖💖💖

I am a real bitch and money is coming and ignoring my problems and circumstances and my current reality. I deserve to shine. I know my worth and put myself first and others last. Love my 3 new wigs. Upgrading my look. I’m high ass fuck. I take accountability for my life and decisions.

Planned my day night before in digital planner. And will be productive and busy. Doing laundry and other chores. I know my worth. It’s my time to shine. Black women deserve success and happiness and need making excuses for black men. Most black men are a disappointment to us. I am staying single no kids until I meet a high value man who is provider, protector , lover, friend, reliable . Done with bottom feeder men. Spirit and ancestors want me to speak my shit and shit on my haters all day everyday. Ladies remember your worth and let go of anyone who questions or lowers your worth. No one will lower my worth and question my worth.

I’m only concerned about getting ahead. Real ass bitch. Putting in that work and getting quick results that last. The level up glow up for the women who are honest and take accountability for they life. And doesn’t pass judgement cause they too busy living they life. It’s my time to shine. Real bitches love me. Everything I want I get no questions asked. David will be my husband and support my dreams. And be proud of my glow up. He will be my other half. Never hurt me always honest and true. I can manifest anything and anyone. My thoughts create. What I assume manifests. It’s my time to shine.

No one can stop my greatness. It’s my time to shine. And get lifted and higher and speaking my shit. Damn I’m fine. I’m a rich hoe. I look mad good. I’m a hood bitch. Laughing at my enemies all day everyday. I know my fucking worth. I’m so damn pretty naked. Gone keep intermittent fasting and one meal day. And diet drinks and water and low calorie hot chocolate. And workout on my treadmill and stationary bike multiple times a day. Outfits and gym clothes put out night before. And vlogging my level up glow up journey more often and stop procrastinating or feeling im not ready to vlog. Vlog not gone record itself. I gots to record and schedule and plan upload days. Im going hard. My reality is changing because I said so. Money falling in my lap. Im going viral period. More likes on this blog.

I love and accept myself and it’s all about me. Hoes hate cause I’m a savage and I hold myself accountable for my life. No one can do it for me. Dark skin women are beautiful and should be celebrated more often. Whatever I want he buys. He only has eyes on me. I don’t care what people think of me and my life choices. I make life choices for me and not peoples approval and validation. It’s my time to shine. I’m worth every dollar. I have came so far and blessed and loved and highly protected by spirit and my black ancestors. My pussy gets wet when he worships me. Women specifically black women are the prize.

Today will be good. I’m getting shit done. I’m putting in work. It’s my time to shine. I’m in no rush I don’t have to change overnight it takes effort and consistency over a period of time. I’m so rich and famous and not afraid to say no and leave when people don’t treat me how I treat them. Lord Baal and ancestors and Lord Ganesha is sending me so much money and opportunities and helping me overcome obstacles.

How I look? 💖💖💖

[skeletood]

Another week another stupid boys posting :]

New episode thoughts as always under the read more,

YAYYY THE EPISODES EVERYBODYS BEEN WAITING FOR im so excited they were great

Tobacco Farmers:

- Poor Van D, im surprised he even tries anymore he should know better at this point also for some reason Butthead referring to him as “That Hippy” made me laugh way too hard

- GOD HOLY FUCK. BEAVIS LIKE DEBATING LORD-ING OVER A STUPID LYRIC GOT TO ME WAY MORE THAN IT SHOULDVE “Let’s just say, hypothetically for the sake of argument, there was a pool on the edge of a cliff JUST HUMOR ME ON THIS-” shut up who showed this kid Ben Shapiro. speaking of that theyd think hes such a dork but thats a whole other tangent

- “I swear to god bitch if you dont shut your damn trap”

we’ve been so blessed with so many GREAT Butthead faces lately he’s been such a bitch too. im all over it

- SIR. WHAT ARE YOU DOING. SPIT THOSE OUT RIGHT NOW

actual toddler behavior

- See? They’re good boys they're helping  :]

REALLY GOOD EPISODE!!!! Honestly the video segment had me laughin harder than the episode itself but still fun and entertaining. 

And now with the Big Bad of the releases

Married:

- Okay!! I guess no new apartment for the boys...... saaaadge :[ I was kinda hoping SOMEWHAT that Pardon Our Dust would have consequences? But I’m fine with the usual no continuation between eps

- I ALSO LIKE SEEING THE OLD FARTS INTERACTING WITH OTHER PEOPLE MORE THIS SEASON its really interesting i love that theyre just the stupid old neighbors like we all knew theyd be

- HOW ARE YOU SO SMALLLLLLLLL

- SHOCKED to see that they have a car? boys where’d you get that

- Getting married due to laziness 1. expected 2. yea id do the same

- GOD FUCK NOT THE SILLY VOICES SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPP. I CANT STAND YOU!!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEZE SHUT UP BUTTHEAD SHUT THE FUCK UP NOT THE GAY VOICE them going back and forth on bits GODDDD

- YAY apartment lore!!! 

- SHUT UP I HATE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU

- “Good for you!” thats right, good for them these bitches gay!

- IM SO GLAD THEY WROTE IN A STUPID COUPLE ARGUMENT theyre such a couple through and through they dont even have to like get all romancey to solidify it more theyre just Like that. its everything i want 

- :]

- AND THE SUNSET LETS GO FUUUUCK YEAH

“We’re good just the way we are” Damn fuckin right you are. Nothing has to change its not like they were ever gunna separate anyways????? Like. this just makes so much sense to me :]

Okay this episode was EVERYTHING I hoped it would be. Stupid miscommunications, the fake couple argument, deciding they don’t feel like getting divorced AND going off into the sunset. Literally checked off EVERYTHING i had in my list of hopes for this ep (all it was missing was the cheesy romance disney ass music at the end). I wouldn’t have wanted it to turn out any other way and it cracks me tf up they still dont realize theyre married to EACH OTHER. Now, will this continue into other episodes like how we saw the ending of Pardon Our Dust didn’t seem to stay canon? Idk! I doubt its ever going to be brought up again. But in my heart and mind Beavis and Butthead are now legally married, love wins or something :] somebody go update the wiki 

So happy to see this episode finally come full circle :]

OH YEAH AND WE'RE ON A GREAT STREAK OF NO PISS DRINKING.

OVERALL STILL NO MISSES, every episode has managed to make me laugh the video segments literally had me almost falling over this time. such a great day to be a beavis and butthead fan :]