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berryhobii · 10 months

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Dessert(jhs x reader)

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x black!female!reader

Warnings: established relationship, Smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), exhibitionism, s*x toys(bullet vibe), bathroom s*x, unprotected s*x, oral(f receiving), panty stuffing in mouth, doggyst*le, creamp*e, pet names(kitten), a little aftercare

A/N: Hi friends! I’m back with a little sum sum for all my Hobi stans. I’ve been listening to Hope World lately and it really made me realize how much I miss Hobi🤧🤧I didn’t really explicitly describe reader in this besides them having braids so feel free to imagine anything you want! Hope you enjoy! Criticism is greatly appreciated🩵🩵🩵

“You okay, kitten?” His saccharine voice pondered from the other side of the table.

You squinted your eyes, eyebrows furrowing at that dumb ass question.

“I’m fantastic, sunshine.” You gritted through your teeth, hand curling into a fist on the tabletop. You were gripping your glass at first but you were scared you’d break it from how hard you were holding it.

Hoseok shot you that beaming smile, the same one that warmed your heart and made you fall a little deeper in love with him.

But now you just wanted to slap it off.

“Are you sure? You seem tense.”

Cheeky bastard.

You crossed your legs, immediately regretting it since that made the vibrator press harder against your clit. You sucked in a breath, biting down hard on your lip to keep yourself from moaning.

How did you even get here?

Oh yeah, you promised Hoseok you’d do whatever he wanted if he went to that haunted house with you. Honestly, you thought he forgot about that since Halloween already passed but then he brought it up today. You thought he was just going to have you do something stupid or simple; like doing his laundry or prank calling someone.

Really, you didn’t expect this from your sweet boyfriend but a promise was a promise and you didn’t break those.

Damn your morals.

Hoseok had brought both of you out for a nice lunch at your favorite restaurant. So far, you almost moaned when giving the hostess your name, almost moaned again while giving the waiter your drink request, and now you were dangerously close to cumming. And oh no…..

Was that the waiter coming back to take your order?!

Hoseok could see how you attempted to straighten yourself up, a diabolical grin spreading across his face. This would be fun.

“Are you two ready to order?” The waiter asked once he got to your table, taking out his little notepad and a pen.

Your brown eyes pleaded at Hoseok to go first. If you spoke now, you’d definitely moan.

Gratefully, he wasn’t heartless so Hoseok ordered first. “I’ll take your seared salmon with potatoes and brussel sprouts. And a glass of red wine.” The waiter nodded and jotted that down before turning to you.

“And for you, miss?”

You cleared your dry throat. The vibrations weren’t that strong. You could do it!

“I’ll have the a-ahhhh….” You moaned as the vibrators grew even stronger, pleasuring pulsing down your legs all the way to your toes.

Your eyes cut to Hoseok who was innocently smiling. Motherfu—

He had a hand under the table, his thumb moving around the little bar on his phone that controlled the toy. He moved it up, bemused by how your eyes almost crossed. He felt your feet kick at him under the table, your legs always went crazy whenever you were in the throes of pleasure. He loved holding you down and watching you fight against him, it filled him with a wild thrill.

The waiter seemed honestly concerned. “Are you okay?”

Your smile was strained, palms starting to sweat. You were so fucking close but you couldn’t cum. Both you and Hoseok knew you were loud. You were surprised you were staying this quiet and put together. Public shenanigans weren’t really your thing but you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t exhilarating.

You choked on another moan when Hoseok turned the vibe all the way up. You moved your braids to cover your face, turning your head away and covering your mouth with the back of your hand to stifle your noises. Foot tapping rapidly against the ground and eyes clenching shut, you tried your best to push down your impending orgasm. Your clit throbbed with need and your belly turned from both nerves and desire.

You were about to lose it.

“Probably a Charlie horse. She gets them sometimes.” Hoseok interjected before the waiter could take a closer look at you.

The waiter took that excuse. “Your order, miss?”

Deciding to take pity on you, Hosoek turned it down a little. You let out a breath, forcing out a “I’ll take the same.” That seemed like the easiest route right now and to be honest, you weren’t really listening to Hoseok’s order so hopefully it was something good.

The waiter nodded and gathered your menus. “I’ll be back with that soon.”

Once the waiter was out of earshot, you let out a moan in your palm.

Hoseok could pick up on all your little tells—you were about to cum.

“About to cum, kitten?”

You clenched your eyes shut, unspilled tears ready to overflow. Frantically nodding your head, you hoped he’d turn it down.

No chance.

Leaning over the table, he murmured, “go to the bathroom.”

There was no way you could walk there like this!

Hoseok must have known that because the vibrator suddenly shut off. You gasped, actually a little flustered at your orgasm fading away but relieved that he wouldn’t make you walk through a slightly busy restaurant like this.

Taking a few deep breaths, you nodded and stood to your feet, wobbling slightly but keeping yourself upright with a hand on the table. You adjusted your skirt, casting your boyfriend a look.

“You better not turn this thing on.”

Reading your expression loud and clear, he shot you a smile.

“Go ahead.”

Huffing, you sped walked over to the corner of the restaurant where the bathrooms were. Your panties stuck uncomfortably to you and the vibrator rubbed against your clit with every step.

Angels must have been smiling down on you because the bathroom was for a single person.

You softly closed the door, turning the lock before leaning against it. Letting out another breath, you moved to pull your skirt up over your hips before slipping your fingers into either side of your panties and pulling them down.

You glared at the little bullet vibrator nestled in the pocket of the garment. How could such a tiny thing cause you to almost lose your mind?

Speaking of things that made you lose your mind…

4 knocks hit the door behind you and you immediately knew it was Hoseok. Shuffling to turn around, you unlocked the door and opened it.

Hoseok grunted as your hand flew out to grip the front of his shirt, yanking him into the bathroom. The door closed and the lock clicked and before he knew it, he was pressed against the wood, lips on his.

He smiled against the kiss, hands moving down to grip at your ass. Spreading one of your cheeks, his other hand rubbed at your slit, groaning at how wet and sticky you were.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so wet. Did this really get you that excited?”

You huffed. “Stop talking and fuck me already.”

Never one to disappoint, Hoseok sprang into action. In a blur, you were moved and pushed back into the sink. Hoseok lifted you up on the sink, wrestling your panties off your legs. He paused for a brief second, a thought popping into his head.

You were about to complain when your panties were suddenly shoved into your mouth. You made a noise of surprise around them, eyes widening at your boyfriend who was still smiling.

“Just to keep you quiet. We don’t want anyone hearing you.” He leaned closer, eyes darkening and octave dropping. “Unless you want them to. Dirty girl.”

Your pussy clenched around nothing, a shudder of lust going up your back. You’ve never felt so turned on before. Your boyfriend had taken a sharp turn and god damn, if you didn’t love it.

You whined around the gag to which Hoseok smirked, pressing a kiss to the apple of your cheek.

“Don’t worry. I’ll give you what you want.”

Crouching down, Hoseok pushed your legs up by the backs of your knees to display your dripping cunt, lips latching onto your clit. Your moan was muffled, hands gripping the sink under you.

Hoseok hummed against your clit, the vibrations sending shocks all across your body. You knocked your head back against the mirror, eyes clenching shut as Hoseok slurped at your clit.

He flattened his tongue, bobbing his head up and down in fast movements against your throbbing nub. You kicked your legs out, the heels of your shoes hitting his shoulders. He slid his hands up to your calves, holding your legs in a V position.

You almost fell into the bowl of the sink from how your hips jerked. You were already so close again, all that teasing earlier paired with the thrill of getting caught was pushing you to the brink faster than you thought. Saliva soaked the panties in your mouth, almost as much as your arousal did previously.

Hoseok could feel your calves shaking in his hold, heard how your breath picked up and how you tried to hump against his face.

Wrapping his lips around your clit, he hollowed his cheeks, sucking the nub harshly.

You screamed against the gag as your orgasm crashed into you, your toes curling in your shoes and whole body shuddering in pleasure.

Hoseok delivered little kitten licks to your clit, guiding you through your orgasm until you were shaking and curling away from him.

He stood to his feet, hands fumbling with his belt to pull his pants down to his ankles. His hard cock sprang out, the tip wet with precum and those delicious veins pulsing. You wanted it down your throat.

Hoseok noticed your hungry stare, wrapping a hand around himself to pump his cock a few times. You moaned at watching the action, not so secretly loving when he did that.

He rubbed the head of his cock up and down your folds, slapping it against your sensitive clit. “Want it, baby?” He teased.

You frantically nodded, eyes pleading for him to fuck you. You reached out to wrap your arms around his shoulders, silently asking him to pick you up. He obliged, gripping your thighs and hauling you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist.

He lifted you a little bit higher to be able to grab his cock, lining himself up with your entrance. You took it upon yourself to slide down his cock, groaning as he split you open.

He threw his head back as your slippery walls wrapped around him, the rings on his fingers digging into the meat of your thighs, the slight burn only turning you on more.

He didn’t even have a chance to get himself together before you started bouncing up and down on his cock. He grunted out a strained moan.

“Fuck. That desperate, huh?” Taking control, he started moving his hips, meeting your bounces with his own thrusts. The head of his cock brushed past your sweet spot, that pressure building quickly in your belly again. Hoseok moaned as your walls sucked him back in every time he pulled out. “Bout to cum already? I love this greedy cunt. Always so wet and ready for me.” His teeth bit into your shoulder.

Your pussy gushed around him, your arousal dripping down his balls and causing a wet slap to sound off. Anyone walking past would definitely know what was happening behind these doors.

Hoseok could feel his own orgasm approaching. This little experiment had turned him on more than he thought it would. Seeing you so vulnerable, having your pleasure in the palm of his hand. Fuck, he wished he would have thought of this earlier.

He’d brave a thousand haunted houses if he could do this again.

“Fuck.” He cursed, unwrapping your legs from his waist and turning you around. You made a noise of surprise that shifted into a moan as his cock penetrated you again. You bent over, spreading your legs and arching your back. “I’m gonna cum. You want it? Want my cum deep in this tight cunt?”

Your hand slammed against the mirror, throwing your ass back against him, orgasm building higher and higher. You snaked your other hand between your legs, pressing two fingers to your clit to rub it in quick circles.

You moaned his name, muffled by your gag but he could understand it. Sweat dripped down the back of his neck, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise.

“Cum on my cock. Cum all over it.” He groaned, pushing his hips into you one, two, three more times before his cock throbbed and his cum spilled into your clenching walls.

You screamed as your second orgasm hit, sending waves of ecstasy all the way down to your toes. Your legs shook, almost buckling but his grip on you kept you from falling.

Moments passed as you two caught your breaths.

You pulled your panties out of your mouth, your tongue feeling dry and heavy.

Hoseok slowly pulled out of you, his cum dripping out of your spasming hole and making a little puddle on the floor. He felt his cock jump again but any longer in this bathroom and people would really start getting suspicious.

Hoseok tucked himself back into his pants. “Are you okay?” He asked as he went to grab some paper towels to wipe you down.

You nodded. “That was intense. I came so hard.”

“I felt it. You gripped me tighter than usual. I didn’t think you would like this. I was a little nervous honestly.” He admitted.

You adjusted your skirt, checking yourself in the mirror to make sure you didn’t look too fucked out. Obviously you did but hopefully no one would notice.

Turning around to face your boyfriend, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders again to pull him close. Pressing a loud smooch to his lips, you flashed him a bright smile.

“Let’s just hope we finished before the food got to the table.”

You walked out first. Luckily, no one acknowledged you, everyone still absorbed in their meals and conversation.

Once you got back to the table, you sat down, noticing the food and wine were already there. You sipped on your water, sighing as the refreshing drink wet your dry throat.

Hoseok came to sit down a few seconds later. “I’m starving.”

“I didn’t even hear your order but it looks good.”

You both picked up your forks, digging into the food before you.

Your eyes slowly lifted to meet Hoseok’s before laughter erupted between you two.

“It’s cold.” You giggled.

“Should we just get it to go?”

“Sounds good.”

Hoseok spotted the waiter, motioning for him to come over.

“Can we get the check and some—“ He cut himself off at the feeling of your foot running up the inside of his leg. The table was small enough so that your foot could reach his inner thigh, right where his cock rested in his pants.

He glanced over at you, a teasing grin on your face.

Oh you were gonna get it when you got home.

“Can we at least get dessert?” You fluttered your eyelashes. While that sounded innocent enough, he knew better.

“Of course. Can we get that to go too? I have to go home and feed my kitty.”

#bts #bts smut #bts x black reader #hoseok smut #bts fic #bts imagines #namjoon smut #jungkook smut #yoongi smut #jimin smut #taehyung smut #seokjin smut

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ham1lton · 2 months

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wait i have a nepo baby headcanon not a political one but more succession style. nepo baby!yn whose family owns the company that owns formula 1 (like bernie ecclestone but like not a terrible racist obvi) (or liberty media but obviously something else IDK)

so she’s been around it forever and she’s grown to have a reckless party girl image (partying with kendall jenner, lily rose depp, drug allegations you get it) but she’s actually v smart and on the board of f1 and is key in making decisions

she didn’t really start making decisions until her 20s when her family made her clean up her act and the dilfs are like wow i haven’t seen you in forever. last time i saw you you were sneaking out of a corporate dinner at your parents’ house 😉

and the current grid is like terrified of her. scared but turned on

(if you don’t like the dads best friend/age gap/‘known the reader since she was young but now she’s grown up and hot’ trope then you can change it to they know who she is but never interacted until she was like. 24 lol)

but since you said you were watching gilmore girls i do imagine a scene from that show but where there’s an F1 gathering at her parents’ house but she doesn’t know cos she doesn’t live there anymore but she does to her old room and finds like 3 drivers in there bc they’re pissed off at something happening downstairs. she opens the door and says can i come in? and the drivers are like well. it’s your room. (like in the episode rory’s birthday parties hahahah)

sorry this is so long LMAO 💘

WAIT THIS IS ACTUALLY SO FUN.

if i was to write it, i’d probably change the idea that she is publicly helping to run it because i don’t think that’s realistic. but maybe her dad or something is like ‘i want to do (insert idea)’ and yn overhears it while drinking a cocktail at 10am (because it’s six pm somewhere) and she’s like ‘shit idea, do (insert better idea)’ and the dad is like ‘no, as if i’m listening to my problematic ass daughter’. so he tells his advisors like ‘lmfaooo dumb idea right’ but they’re like ‘that actually works sm better. the original idea was your daughter’s one… right?’ and the dad is like ‘oh… yes!! lol!! exactly 😅’

idk why but logan comes to my head and he’s at yn’s family estate or something for a f1 related night and he’s like … fuck i need to hide somewhere for some fresh air and time alone. so he runs into a room and shuts the door behind him. he’s like phew!!! alone at last. only to hear a lighter switch and he sees reader in her room maybe smoking? maybe lighting something on fire to do it.

and he’s like … um who tf are you?? and she’s like ‘this is my room 🤨 who the fuck are you???’ and he’s like ‘um no it’s not. there are only two people who here. (yn’s dad’s name) and his daughter but she’s at boarding school’ and she’s like ‘by boarding school, they meant rehab and i’m back. i’ve been back for a while. i’m just not showing my face downstairs. i think dad’s relieved honestly.’ and then they start to chat - maybe about expectations placed on them by themselves and others? idk why i’m thinking this scenario. can be romantic or platonic up 2 you.

but i definitely think the dilfs knowing her growing up might be slightly weird for some readers so maybe, she’s just been sent from place to place for wild behaviour so they know she exists but they’ve never seen her - like u said!!

#i was gonna write more but i was writing too much 😭#aus #jayde’s inbox ✎#anon ask #nepo baby!yn

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dmercer91 · 3 months

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harls hcs?

misc. headcanons, th55

i could kiss you on the mouth right now anon you have no idea (18+ towards the end) (after a whole bunch of straight sappiness?? who am i)

he’s a horrible flirt but he’s even worse at hiding his feelings

so what you’re met with is an odd mix of him avoiding you and staring at you from afar, and him trying to smooth talk and ending up,, nowhere near that

eventually he does get tipsy enough to be able to get a word out without sounding like an idiot

once he’s sure that you’re into him the flirting capabilities go from zero to a hundred

to the point where he’s laying it on so thick you end up a little confused at if he wants to go out with you or just get you into bed

and you start to take a tone with him cause you did genuinely like him but now he’s coming off fuckboyish

you can visibly see the colour drain from his face

‘i sense i’ve fucked up somehow’

‘i’m not interested in hookups, harley.’

‘what? no! i don’t wanna fuck you? well, i mean i do- but, like, cause you’re my girlfriend! not yet, anyways but, like if-‘

‘tom. stop talking’

maybe you were a little bit of a good girl in school so there’s not a whole lot you’ve experienced

and he likes to tease about it

but he secretly loves being able to teach you about things

things that are so mundane to him that he just .. does them and then gets a good chuckle out of seeing your face

taking shots, telling you how it’s better if you don’t breathe before the chaser, smiling from ear to ear and giggling as he kisses your nose cause the face you made was just too cute

sharing a cigarette or a joint and him scrunching his face when you don’t actually inhale anything

‘why are you looking at me like that :(‘ ‘you. oh, my god. you need to, like, breathe it in, baby’

maybe you’d never learnt to drive and so he starts hard easy and has you drive on the highway. immediately.

discovering that you listen to the radio only and getting so offended that he makes you a playlist and then gets all flushed and fluttery when you actually listen to it and like his music

going to bars and hearing songs from that playlist and teaching you to dance like a dumb college girl rather than a tween at middle school grad

letting you feel like you actually can be a dumb college girl, letting you find your own way of living after being suffocated by expectations for so long

fully supporting you when you decide that maybe the major that was basically chosen for you isn’t right anymore and you want to go into something else

him noticing that you’ve purged your closet of your old style and are finding pieces that feel like you, and buying things he sees on roadies he thinks would fit that style

showing you the guilty pleasure of junk food and fast food

seeing your eyes light up the first time you have a fast food burger while you mutter through the food that it’s so good

laughing at you as you try and shove what’s essentially the entire container of fries into your mouth

watching as you try eight million new hobbies and helping you get things for each and every one of them until you find one that makes your face light up the way hockey has for him

showing you old movies you never got to watch as a kid and falling in love with your laugh

coming back from roadies to see you wide awake binging a tv show that came out in like, 2010 but you’re obsessed

and you wanted to stay up for him so you could see him after so long

‘you’re a nerd.’

‘this is addicting, tom, i don’t know what you want from me’

taking you to new places and watching the pure shock on your face at everything you never got to see while he’s hugging you from behind and staring at you

talking about ‘so pretty, hm?’ but he means something completely different

your personality growing more confident and your attitude growing tenfold but he’s never been so glad for anything

maybe that lack of experience extends to boys

and kisses and first times

so the first time you just really want to kiss him you ask him how to do it

and he’s horrid at explaining, so he tells you to just do it, and you don’t accept that as any reasonable response

‘no, explain it to me’

so he licks his lips and goes ‘kay, i’m gonna put my bottom lip here-’ while brushing his thumb along the underside of your top lip

‘n’ you’re gonna take it between yours, and kiss me’ and you kiss his thumb where it is on your lip and he nearly dies

but to pretend hes eeping any semblance of his shit together be hums and goes ‘yeah, baby. like that’

king of body worship

especially during the period where you’re not quite ready for a lot

but you’re okay with him taking clothes off and loving on you

so he does just that

kissing all over you and mumbling about how pretty every part of you is spending some extra time by your tummy and thighs to try and coax you into thinking about how they’re perfect

tracing his fingers and kissing along your bra until one day you’re whispering about how you want him to take it off

and his fingers on the clasp have your heart racing and the noise he makes when he gets to look at you makes your thigh twitch

he pays such good attention to them and your fingers are curled into his hair and every time your breath hitches or you moan faintly he’s responding with a hum or a groan or by nipping

maybe one day you’re in his lap and he’s kissing at your neck and your head loses a battle to your hips and they start moving

and he picks you up and sets you so his thigh is between your legs, not even blinking at the feeling of you grinding

‘sorry, tommy. m’ sorry’

and he’s worried at what you mean, so, ‘d’ you want me to stop, baby?’

‘no, no. i didn’t mean to move like that, m’ sorry for bein’ a tease’

‘did you like the way it felt?’

‘.. yeah. but i don’t want to go all the way, and i feel like im-‘

‘there has not been a single time you’ve been on me like this and i haven’t had to fix myself up. you do whatever you want, honey. and we stop when you want to stop.’

you giggled ‘really?’ ‘mh. you’re.. so hot, kissing pretty girls gives me a boner’ he smirked, kissing your cheek

‘think i’m pretty?’ ‘the prettiest. just f’ me’

‘mh. can i keep.. doing that?’ ‘yeah, baby. course you can’

the first time you suck him off he’s trying so hard to be gentle but you’re actually teasing this time

not on purpose, but he can’t handle it and his hips keep jolting

cause you’re not entirely sure what to do with yourself, so you settle for kissing him, sucking on the tip a little, looking up at him for guidance

he can’t

just cannot deal

‘need you to help me, tommy,’ you try, but he can only respond by squirming

‘just- how bout you just open up, n’ you can tap out if i’m being too rough, okay?’ and he grabs your hair and you nod

and the second he feels your mouth around him he’s a goner

and for someone who was worried about being too rough, he’s being so gentle

cause he pushes down so slow, n’ moves his hips up just barely

and with the way you’re staring at him and just,, letting drool fall down your chin, on top of how long it’s been since he’s been touched, he’s not lasting very long

‘you’re so fuck- oh baby, your mouth is so perfect, you’re so perfect f’ me’

he’s about to tell you he loves you, real talk.

he holds back just enough

for your first time, he can see how nervous you are and he knows it’s just gonna make everything worse

‘need you to relax for me, baby. can you do that?’

‘can you distract me?’ ‘baby i need to tell you when i-‘ ‘i trust you, tommy, please? gotta get my mind off it’

and reluctantly, he starts kissing you and waiting for your fingers to tangle into his hair and for you to go lax under him

and when he pushes into you, he makes one slow, deep thrust that has you pulling your mouth away and digging your nails into his shoulder

‘s’ that okay? m i hurting you?’

and you shake your head ‘just stings a little, feels… like pressure. you can move,’

and he does, tucking his head into her neck and trying to keep quiet

‘does it.. feel good, for you?’ you mumble, your worry blocking you from enjoying yourself

‘god, baby, you feel like f- nh, you feel like heaven,’

and your stomach twists and your walls flutter ‘really?’

‘f-fuck you can’t, baby, need you to relax for me,’ cause you’ve tensed back up and you’re squeezing him so tight

‘there we go, that’s it. s’at feel good?’ and his fingers combing through your hair have your eyes fluttering shut to focus on the feeling

and you mewl from feeling how deep he is, how stretched you feel

‘tommy-‘ you gasp, and he smiles, chuckles a little bit

‘feel so full, it’s so good, you’re so good’ you whined, the nails dug into his shoulder scratching down his back and earning a moan

‘good, baby, that’s good,’ and he needs to think about literally anything else so he can make sure you finish first

his fingers on your clit have your body on fire

you squeeze him out of pleasure this time and he can barely breathe

and he knows you’re so close

and when you flutter around him and start to fall apart under him, your eyes tearing and your nails deeper into his skin, he can barely muster up the ability to ask where you want him

and he comes on your tummy and you feel so sticky and warm and sated, that he’s chuckling and reminding you he needs to clean you up while you’re trying to pull him down to hold you

‘i know, baby. i know, lemme take care of you,’

#e’s headcanons !#e goes a little feral #thomas harley #thomas harley x reader #thomas harley smut #hockey imagine #nhl imagine #ohhhhhh my god #thomas harley the man i am making up and saying you are

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skylarmoon71 · 2 months

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Castiel (Supernatural/Grimm) - Short Story - Chapter 1

You’ve gotten used to your sister’s irrational ideas and craziness, but this definitely took the cake.

When you returned from your last training session you kept telling her to let it go. But Diana’s never been very reasonable, especially when it came to messing with you.

That’s why you’re currently standing in a motel with three other guys.

Two of which were apparently being telekinetically forced against the wall. The other guy was older, dressed in a business suit. All eyes turned in your direction when they took notice of your presence.

“Well, what do we have here? Hello love.”

The suited guy was grinning in a devilish way.

“Run!!”

One of the guys called, still fighting against whatever spell this guy used.

“Now, is that any way to greet a guest?”

He lifted his hand, flicking his wrist. From his confused expression he obviously expected something to happen.

“Usually that does the trick.”

You frown, reaching over your shoulder as you draw your machete. His eyes widened, and this time he flung his hand more aggressively, but nothing happened.

“That’s not good.”

The second you took a step forward he was gone in a blink and both men dropped from the wall immediately. You looked around, still preparing for an attack. Both men were trying to gather their breaths. When you realize the threat is gone, you sheath your blade, rushing over to them.

“Are you both alright?”

You moved over to the taller one and he nodded, straightening. His friend did the same, looking you over.

“How did you do that?” The taller man asked.

Your brows furrowed.

“Do what?”

“Deflect his attack. You didn’t even move.”

So your assumptions were correct, he must have been Wesen.

A Zauberbiest maybe.

“I’m not exactly normal. I’m guessing he tried because he didn’t know.”

While you were happy these two strangers were okay, there is no sign of your sister.

“Where am I? Where is Diana? Did he grab her before you got here?”

Now they're both confused.

“Who is Diana?” The shorter one asked.

“My sister she..she’s the one that made this dumb spell. I told her to stop messing around. Now I’m in some busted up town dealing with a Zauberbiest.” You grumble.

“What’s a Zauberbiest?” They both inquire.

You feel a bit disoriented. Your assumption was they had to be Grimms, or at least know about it. It can’t be a coincidence that guy attacked them. But they look puzzled. You run a hand over your face.

“Who are you guys?”

“Well Black Widow, I’m Dean and this is my brother Sam.”

His little jab felt like a joke Diana would make.

You huff.

“My name isn’t Black Widow. I’m “(Y/N). (Y/N) Burkhardt.”

You didn’t like this situation, even less now that you have no idea where Diana is or where you are.

“Damn it, Dad is gonna kill me.”

You’ve lost count of how many lectures he’s given about using spells. But Diana was never one to listen. You can just imagine what Kelly will say when you both get busted.

“Alright, since we’re all acquainted, maybe it’s time to call in some angelic help. Cas!! Get your butt down here!”

You’re confused on why Dean is screaming into the air. At least at first. The distinct flapping of wings is heard and you turn in surprise at the male now standing behind you. For a moment your instinct is to draw your blade, but the second your eyes meet you all but freeze.

His eyes are a beautiful shade of blue and you’re stunned, because you can literally see wings. He’s staring back at you in a similar state of awe. Your heart is pounding, and for once it’s not because of a confrontation with a Wesen or some world ending situation. Your legs literally feel weak. You try to take a step back, maybe distance will help, but your legs buckle and before you even fall, you’re caught.

“I’ve got you.”

His voice is low and smooth as honey. You swallow as his hand that’s laying around your waist guides you back upright.

“Who are you..”

“My name is Castiel. I’m an angel.”

An angel.

Of course he is.

It seems Diana’s spell might have worked. There’s no other way to explain why just the sight of him has you acting like a smitten teen.

You pull out of his hold, clearing your throat as you fix your jacket. Sam and Dean look between the both of you.

“So..are you two done flirting?” Dean asks.

You glare in his direction and he just smirks.

“Cas here is gonna explain what the hell is going on. For example, who is this Wonder Woman chick and where did she come from?”

“Your little references aren’t very funny.”

You’re annoyed at how similar he is to Diana.

“Knock it off Dean, she just saved our lives.” Sam interjects.

“Yeah, care to explain how you did that because Crolwey’s basically the king of Hell. One of the strongest demons we know and he couldn’t even nudge you.”

His words aren’t making much sense.

“Demon? That guy was a demon?”

“Yeah, what did you think he was?” Sam asks.

“A Wesen.”

“What the hell’s a Wesen?” Dean questions.

Now you’re certain you have no idea what’s going on.

Castiel turns to you, as if trying to figure it all out.

“You said Wesen.”

“Yes, that’s what we call them.”

His expression seems contemplative, as if putting it all together in his head.

“I’ve heard about you, but this is wrong, you shouldn’t be here. Not in this universe.”

The more he speaks the less sense he makes.

“What do you mean in this universe?”

“I mean you’re from another universe. Grimms, Wesen, they don’t belong here.”

You’re shocked, because he knows. You’re sort of relieved you’re not going crazy.

“Could someone explain what the hell is going on!” Dean yells.

Honestly, you don’t blame his hysteria, because this is a lot to take in. You move to the bed taking a seat.

“Something tells me this is going to be a while, anyone got a drink.”

From Dean’s expression you can tell that he needs one too.

#grimms #wesen #diana schade #sisters #dean winchester #sam winchester #soulmates #castiel #supernatural #grimm #castielxreader #love #alternate universe

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Dirty Little Secret

WC: 4k | TW: None that I can think of

Hey! Long time since I posted something I actually wrote.

Had this idea after listening to this song actually. It sounded fun.

This is not beta read. I would be curious if anyone would want to beta read anything I make before I post it.

If there are any errors, lets pretend like we didn't seem them. Cool?

And for the first time since I got my account, this will be posted on ao3! So feel free to read it here if you want.

Title from "Dirty Little Secret" by The All-American Rejects

Eddie is in Chicago, which is weird.

He’s been to Chicago before. He’s played shows before and has gone clubbing here. That’s not the weird part. It’s weird that he is here and is not expected to do… well, anything.

He’s on a break from performing for a while. He and the band decided it was about time to relax for the first time in years. They’ve been touring on and off for 5 years and making albums in between so it was time to take a well earned break.

Gareth, Jeff and Grant all decided to go back to Hawkins to see their families. They all were going to go to Hawkins originally but Eddie backed out at the last minute.

He was scared to go back. Not because of monsters or anything. But because he didn’t want to run into him.

He doesn’t know what he would say if he ran into him. Probably some dumb shit that would end up with him heartbroken more or looking like a total idiot. Or both.

So obviously, in order to avoid that situation, he decided to go to Chicago.

Chicago is not bad, he likes Chicago. He originally moved to Chicago from Hawkins for a couple months before they all got discovered and moved to LA.

So Chicago is great. But it's not Hawkins. He misses his Uncle Wayne and the kids, who were most definitely not kids anymore. And especially S- Nope! Can’t think about him now. Not now, he needs to relax.

He walks aimlessly around the city before stopping at a small venue with a line out the door. He asked the people around about who’s playing.

He learned that they are a semi-local band with a good following. The front man is drop-dead gorgeous, if the girl's squealing was anything to go by.

Color Eddie intrigued, he’s going to see this band.

He waited in line, got his last minute ticket and was let into the venue. It was small, but nice. Eddie remembered playing at venues like this. There was a stage already filled with instruments, a huge standing area and balcony area, and a bar that was fully stocked.

Eddie gladly took advantage of the bar, getting a beer and headed towards the front of the stage. He didn’t have to be on the barricade, but he’d like to be close. Be in the crowd and enjoy the whole experience.

After a while of waiting, his beer half gone, the lights on stage come to life as the song starts and the crowd goes wild (it spooks Eddie honestly). Eddie looks at the band and freezes when he sees Robin Buckley behind the drums.

When did she join a band?

Shit. Is he here?

He looks frantically around the venue, trying to find that familiar head of hair.

And as if God himself was enjoying his pain, a familiar voice rings through the venue.

Let me know that I’ve done wrong

When I’ve known this all along

I go around a time or two

Just to waste my time with you

Eddie faces the stage and his breath is instantly stolen from his lungs.

Steve

He- he looks fantastic.

Tight black jeans that hug all of Eddie’s favorite parts of him. A sleeveless shirt that reveals a generous bit of skin and some of his scars- oh shit, is that a tattoo?

He squints, acting like that will help him see. Steve raises his arm, pushing his hair back and sure enough, there is something on Steve’s ribs that he can’t make out this far away.

His eyes snap to his face to see a small stud in Steve’s nose. His gaze moves to Steve’s eyes that were lined with black.

Suddenly those beautiful, hazel eyes that he’s memorized look straight at him.

Steve, for the most part, doesn’t look surprised and looks away back at the crowd, singing the chorus and bouncing around stage, clearly having fun if that smile says anything.

Steve moves across the stage, singing and kneels in front of the stage, letting the screaming girls, and a couple guys, touch his hand and up his arm. Steve quickly moves away before he is bodily dragged into the crowd, laughing as he sings.

The chorus goes again and everyone is jumping around, and those who know the lyrics are singing along. Steve smiles, pulls the mic off the stand, and walks along the edge of the stage singing.

The way he feels inside (inside)

Those thoughts I can’t deny (deny)

These sleeping dogs won’t lie (won’t lie)

And all I’ve tried to hide

It’s eating me apart

Trace this line back

Steve holds out the last note, head bent back showing off the veins that pop out of his very biteable neck, before he smiles and dances around the stage some more. His hair is a mess. A very, very hot mess.

Wait. Did Steve say ‘he’?

He ends up in front of Eddie’s section again, once again looking at him.

Steve signals and the instruments back off a little as Steve brings the mic to him, almost whispering into it, not breaking eye contact.

I’ll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret)

Don’t tell anyone or you’ll be just another regret (just another regret)

Steve winks, fucking winks, as he jumps back to the middle of the stage, to finish off the song.

I’ll keep you my dirty little secret

Don’t tell anyone or you’ll be just another regret

(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)

My dirty little secret , dirty little secret

Dirty little secret, who has to know?

Steve whips around to where Eddie is and shrugs,

Who has to know?

The song ends and the crowd erupts in ear shattering cheers.

Steve laughs happily, waving to everyone and thanking them.

Steve talks a little, welcoming everyone and even introducing the band before they start another song.

The energy is high throughout the whole night. Steve owns the stage. Singing and dancing. And when he pulls out his guitar and starts playing… Well, Eddie is trying his best not to lose it.

The show ends and the crowd starts shuffling out, but Eddie can’t seem to move his legs.

When did this all happen? When did Steve become the front man of a band? When did Steve learn the guitar?

He’s pulled out of his thoughts by a rough tap on his shoulder.

“Are you Eddie Munson?” A security guard asks. Eddie slowly nods. “Cool. The band has requested to see you. Follow me.” And the guard walks off, not waiting for Eddie.

Eddie, finally remembering how to walk, rushes to catch up with the guard who snakes around the back and shows Eddie to the green room. The guard knocks on the door and opens it, announcing Eddie’s arrival. After confirmation, he steps back and allows Eddie to shuffle past him into the room.

He walks in and is instantly bombarded by two very familiar faces.

“Henderson! Little Wheeler! Holy shit hey!” They all hug, laughing.

Mike steps back first, patting Eddie on the pack, “Eddie! Holy shit it's great seeing you again.”

Dustin nods, “Yeah, man, it’s been years. How’s everything? How’s your band?”

“Oh! Yeah, it’s great. Everything’s great. The band is just taking a small break to prepare a new album.” He smiles, “I didn’t- I didn’t see you guys out there.”

“I work behind the scenes, y’know. Audio stuff for the band. And Mike was on stage. You didn’t see him?” Dustin asks.

“On- on stage. Holy shit Little Wheeler, coming very far from our first lesson.”

Mike ducks his head, blushing a little, “Yeah well, had a great teacher, didn’t I?” He gently nudges Eddie, “And when you left, Steve helped.”

Steve helped?

“Steve, yeah. Where- where is he? And Buckley! I saw her behind the drums.”

Dustin was about to answer as the door opened behind him. Eddie turns around and sees Robin enter, “My ears are ringing. Are you talking shit Munson?” She asks playfully, a small smile on her lips.

“Never Lady Buckley, c’mere.” He opens his arms and Robin throws herself at him, laughing as he rocks them side-to-side.

They break apart, “When did you learn how to play? You were so good!” He asks, smiling.

“Aw, thanks Munson, high praise from you. Um, probably like 4 years? Almost 5. I don’t know, it was Steve’s idea. But I enjoy it. Gets rid of all the extra energy, y’know?” She backs up to the couch and sits down, Mike sitting next to her, grabbing his guitar and strumming it idly.

“You were great. You both were great. All of you were great. Um, where is the rest of your band?” He asks sheepishly.

“Another part is behind you.” A snippy voice comes from behind him.

“Max?!” Eddie shouts, and when he turns around, sure enough the little red head is behind him, smirking. “You’re in the band too?”

She nods, walking to sit next to Robin on the arm of the couch. “Last time I checked.”

Dustin, who was checking all the equipment, turns around, slightly waving off Eddie, “Don’t mind him Max. He only recognized Robin and Steve. Didn’t even realize Mike was on stage either.”

Robin looks over at Eddie, her eyebrows raised, a knowing little smile spreading across her face.

Eddie blushed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Huh… yeah, sorry. But- but you all did so good! I was really impressed.”

They all thank him and continue catching up. Talking about how Eddie and his band are doing. How he’s doing, specifically. They talk for what feels like hours, but is only really 30 minutes.

The whole time, Steve is nowhere to be seen. Eddie is getting a bit antsy.

“Where-” His voice cracks and he quickly clears his throat, “Where’s Steve?”

The kids (are they considered kids still?) look towards Robin. Robin, who clearly was dreading this question, panics.

“He’s, um, he…” Her eyes flit around the room before landing behind Eddie, “Oh thank god.” She whispers, mostly to herself.

Eddie was about to question her before that same voice from tonight comes from behind him.

“Hey, Munson.”

Eddie turns around and again, the air is gone from his lungs.

Steve.

Did he say that outloud, please tell him he didn’t say that outloud.

Steve is in front of him. Actually in front of him. Within reaching distance of him. He could take two steps and be in his arms.

If they were still together… of course.

“Steve… uh, uh… hi.”

Hi?

Seriously Munson, that’s the best you could come up with after 5 years of not seeing the one man that’s been plaguing your mind since you left.

Steve laughs softly, smiling, “Hi.”

Oh! He’s smiling. That perfect, breathtaking smile.

“Hi.” Eddie cringes at himself, where was all his sauve-ness? This is not being really suave-y.

Steve takes another step into the room, still smiling (good sign), “I think we’ve established that we’ve greeted each other.”

Eddie softly laughs, nodding, “Yeah, of course. Um, you were…”

Great. Fantastic. Beautiful. Breathtaking. Hot. So hot that I can’t keep my thoughts straight (no pun intended).

Steve smirks at him, waiting. What was he waiting for? Right! Finish the goddamn sentence.

“Fantastic.” He shouts, startling Steve, “Sorry. Um, you were fantastic.”

Steve laughs again and nods, “Thanks.” Steve looks up and catches Eddie’s eyes.

They’re just looking at each other and everything just seems to be Steve and him.

Steve and Eddie.

Oh, how he wishes they could be Steve and Eddie again.

Someone clears their voice and breaks the two boys' trance with each other.

Eddie turns and sees Robin and the rest getting off the couch.

“We,” Robin gestures to the rest of the band, “are going to go… pack up! Yeah! We’re gonna pack up, you two stay here. Catch up. And we’ll… pack. Yeah…” She finishes off lamely before the four of them quickly rush out of the room, slamming the door behind them.

There is awkwardness between them before Steve sits on the couch, gesturing for Eddie to join him.

“So!” Eddie starts, trying to break the awkwardness, “You’re in a band. That’s new.”

Steve laughs, music to Eddie’s ears, and nods, “Yeah, um, decided to make one. I wrote down a lot of things, lyrics. I made them into songs in my free time and showed them to Robin. She loved them. Said I should sing them for people.” He laughs again, shaking his head like he’s remembering that day specifically. “She signed me up for an open mic, so I couldn’t back down.” He shrugs, looking at Eddie, “People liked them I guess. Got some requests to come back.

Eddie nods, “Robin said you told her to try the drums?”

“Obviously, if I was going to sing, she was going to be with me and she absolutely kills on drums. I tried to teach her some chords on guitar, but she would mess up then freak out in her little Robin way, y’know?. Drums were easier for her, the repetitiveness of it all. At least, that’s what she tells me.”

“And Mike and Max?”

“Ah, well Mike was, um, sad, when you left. He was going to give up guitar since ‘the best guitar teacher in Hawkins’ left. His words, not mine. I ended up helping him too. And Max always wanted to learn the bass. So I helped her out too. We ended up jamming a lot together and the rest is history I suppose.”

“You-” Eddie stops, struggling to find the words, “I- I never knew you played guitar.”

“Ah, yeah. Well,” Steve shrugs, “I kinda grew up playing a lot. Loved it. About Middle School I had to stop. My dad didn’t like that I spent most of my time playing music then sports. Said music for idiots who didn’t stand a chance in the real world. So he signed me up for baseball, basketball, and swimming. Didn’t have much time to play. And I liked sports enough, so it wasn’t torture.” Steve plays with the edge of his shirt nervously, “When you left, I picked it back up.”

Eddie nods, “You never told me. We could’ve played together.”

Steve sighs, “Yeah, well. You never asked.” Steve shrugs again, trying to smile but it did not come through.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t. Don’t apologize. You didn’t know.”

Eddie nods, looking at his shoes that could use a good clean.

It’s this that Eddie really wanted to avoid. The awkwardness. Acting like they don’t know how each other feels or tastes. It’s torture.

“That song,” Eddie starts, worried, “The one you started with. Is- Was it about… us?”

Smooth Eddie. Real smooth.

Steve looks around the room, anywhere but Eddie and nods, “Yeah. It is.”

“Oh.”

Steve turns to Eddie, causing Eddie to fully look up now, “It-” Steve huffs and starts again, “It helped me. I mean… I couldn’t tell anyone, anything, y’know?. So, I channeled it into something where I could sing it, and no one knew who it was about.”

“No one knows?” Eddie says, unintentionally sounding relieved.

Steve rolls his eyes and turns back towards the door, “Yeah Eddie. No one knows, your secret is still safe. Don’t worry.”

Shit! He’s screwing this up.

“No! No, no, no. Not like that! Just surprised, is all. Thought you would tell Robin at least.” He tries to joke, which instantly falls and dies on the floor.

“Figured if you didn’t want people knowing we were a thing together, probably wouldn’t like me telling everyone we were ever a thing.” Steve states like it's a fact, “Plus, your name started getting out there. Didn’t need a scandal so early on.”

“Oh, cool. Thanks.” Eddie cringes, he’s doing this all wrong. Shit, he needs to be fixing this.

Steve scoffs and shakes his head, “Yeah, no problem.”

“You could’ve, um, told people… told Robin.” He says sheepishly, hoping it was the right thing to say. It wasn’t.

Steve gets up from the couch, clearly angry, and turns to look at him. “So, after we were together, I could’ve told people. Great Munson. Thanks for that.”

Eddie goes to say something but it’s cut off quickly by a still fuming Steve.

“Eddie, you kept me a secret. For months. No one knew about us! I tried. I tried to just meet your friends, said we could just say we were friends but you freaked until I backed down. I tried dropping stuff off at your trailer when you were sick and you freaked out, saying how people could see me there. How the hell is that supposed to make me feel?

“And I understand, we lived in a small town. But I wasn’t asking for you to kiss me in the middle of town. I was asking you to trust me when I said I knew people who would accept us and protect us if anything got out. But you said no.

“And it got me thinking. Maybe it’s not because you’re scared. But maybe because it was me.” A tear rolls down Steve’s face, but before Eddie could even think of wiping it away, Steve did it. “I know I was an asshole in high school. But I tried so damn hard to be a better person. I tried so hard to change. And I did change. But it wasn’t enough. Not for you.”

“Steve…”

“Did you ever tell anyone Eddie?” Steve stares at him, anger behind his eyes, and a little bit of hope.

Hope that maybe Eddie did tell someone. Hope that Eddie did love him, but he was just scared of the consequences of society and not because Steve was the problem.

Eddie froze, and that gave Steve his answer.

“Of course you didn’t. Didn’t even say we were friends.” Steve shakes his head, crossing his arms and moving further away from him.

“I’m sorry. I- I did want people to know, eventually, but…”

“You left.” Steve finishes for him, void of emotion. “You left Eddie. We argued that night before. I was tired of hiding and I just wanted to tell Robin, but you freaked. So we argued and you stormed out of my house. You left my house. You left Hawkins.” Steve sniffles and looks at him, “You left me.”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

“Stop!” Steve shouts, running his hands through his hair, frustrated, “Stop saying you’re sorry. It’s way too late. No one heard from you for 5 years! All we knew is what the news said. We saw you rise to fame and we thought you moved on from us. So we accepted that. I accepted that!” Steve yells, trying his best not to let tears fall.

“I wanted to come back. I swear, I wanted to come back. I thought about coming back so much. I thought about coming back to-”

“But you didn’t!” Steve yells again, “You never came back.”

Steve looks around, trying to discreetly wipe his face, “Leave, Eddie. You need to leave.”

Eddie freezes, “Steve…”

“Leave.” Steve says sternly, not even looking at Eddie.

Eddie nods, he looks up, begging his tears to not fall. He starts for the door in quick strides, wanting to get out of there fast. As he reaches for the door knob he stops.

He can’t leave. He knew this could end badly, but he’s not running off. Not again.

He hears Steve scoff, “Eddie, seriously. You need to leave. Right-”

“2,157!” Eddie shouts fast, turning around to see Steve staring at him.

“What?”

“2,157. I have thought of nothing but you for 2,157 days.”

Steve still looks confused. Eddie steps towards him, itching to grab Steve’s hand, but thinks better of it.

“There has never been a single day where I haven’t thought of you. Your hair. Your eyes. Your smile. Your laugh… I always thought of you, every fucking day.”

A small tear falls down Steve’s face. Eddie hesitantly reaches out and cups Steve’s face, gently wiping away the tear with his thumb.

“I’m sorry.” He continues, making sure Steve is looking at him, “I’m sorry that I wasn’t strong enough for us. I was scared. And I ran away the moment I could. And that was so, so, so shitty of me.” He sniffles, feeling his own tears run down his face, “I understand if you want me to leave and never come back. I will. It would break me, but I will. But I can’t leave without telling you…” He looks at the hopeful look in Steve’s eyes, “I love you, Steve Harrington. I always loved you. From the beginning.

“I shouldn't've made you keep us a secret. I should’ve taken your hand and kissed you senseless in the streets of Hawkins. Who would’ve cared? I would’ve been happy to be seen with you. But, I was too much of a coward too. I should’ve showered you in all the love that I felt for you back then. I should’ve made you feel like no one else would ever love you as much as I did. I should’ve made you happy. And, I’m so, so sorry that I ever made you feel less than that.”

Steve stayed frozen, more tears falling down his face.

“Y-you loved me?” Steve croaks out, still looking at Eddie.

Eddie smiles, nodding his head, “Uh huh, still do.” Eddie gently ghosts his thumbs over Steve’s bottom lip, “Still do.”

Steve smiles, letting out a breathy laugh.

“I love you, Steve Harrington. So, so much that it kills me.”

Steve goes quiet. Eddie feels like he catapulted across the line and tries to step back, taking his hand away from Steve’s face. But a hand shoots up and keeps Eddie right where he is.

Eddie looks up at Steve again

“I love you too.” He whispers, even though they are the only ones in the room, “God Eddie, I love you so much.”

Eddie’s shoulders relax and he smiles big, bringing his other hand to hold Steve’s face. “Yeah?” He asks softly.

“Yeah… I love you.”

Eddie smiles and goes to kiss him before stopping. “I- I can kiss you right? Please say I can kiss you.”

“Please, Eddie kiss-”

Eddie doesn’t wait and immediately surges forward to capture his lips. He was expecting something hot and heavy. But it wasn’t that.

It was better.

It was the slow movement of lips together. Something that was laced with love that they have been keeping in for years. Just the gentle slide of lips that did not seek to go further. It felt like it lasted forever, but it was only a couple minutes before they pulled apart and just stared at each other.

“I’m not running away. Not this time. I want you Steve. I need you. And-and if you’ll have me, I’ll make sure I never hurt you. I will hold your hand and-and kiss you in front of the world. And we can tell everyone about us, because I want everyone in this world to know about us and see how happy we make each other.”

“You’re kind of famous Eddie, the world would quite literally know about us. And we still need to be safe. I don’t want you to jeopardize your career-”

“Screw it! Screw it all! If people don’t like that I’m with another man, that sucks for them. But I’m not hiding us. Not again.”

“Eddie…” Steve softly says, as if he’s trying to make Eddie see this logically (which he will not, thank you very much).

“Nope! You can’t change my mind. If my label drops the band we’ll find a new one- or we’ll create one. I have the money. I just… I can’t lose you again.”

Steve searches his eyes and smiles, “You’re serious? You’d jeopardize your career- your dream- for me?”

“It's not a dream if you’re not there Stevie.”

Steve moves and kisses him again, more passionately this time.

“Okay.” Steve says, breaking apart.

“Okay?” Eddie asks, “You want this? You want me?”

Steve smiles, nodding, “It was always you Eds. No one else.”

Eddie laughs and picks up Steve, spinning around. Steve’s laugh fills the air and Eddie could not be happier than in this moment.

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Playing with a Coroner and a Detective is not wise - Skulduggery x Male!Reader Universe

WARNING!: Cursing, mention of murder, threatening AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

Part 8 – The Coroner is ticked off

Everyone was silent for a little bit at M/n’s outburst. Stephanie turned to the Skeleton.

“I told you not that long ago that he HATES meeting new people that quickly. He is on edge and you really provoke it. Do you WANT him to snap ? That side is ugly.”, she asked Skulduggery.

“I apologize, Corrupted.”, Skulduggery said softly.

“Shove it up your boney ass, Skulkin. You better explain why you dragged us here, because they obviously don’t understand anything. Nor do they know anything. I don’t like them, I want to get out of here and never see them again. Mostly this Meritorius guy.”, M/n growled.

“He didn’t hurt you, Corrupted.”, Ghastly said softly.

“I don’t care if he hurt us or not, Ghastly ! The fact that he thinks everything is fucking easy ticks me off ! Who is HE to tell US if we join this world or not ?! He ain’t my Dad ! My Father died YEARS ago ! Nor is he my fucking Mom ! She is dead too ! I don’t give a flying what he wants !”, M/n yelled angered.

“Corrupted...”, Ghastly tried again.

“Remember what I told you in your shop, Ghastly ?! You understood ! This man obviously doesn’t ! He rather sends us to our fucking graves ! Hell no ! No way in hell am I going back to my old life, only to be murdered, by one of his out of control, freak accident mages ! He can fucking SHOVE it ! I ain’t fucking crazy !”

The Elders stared at M/n in shock. He was pissed.

“Before he losses the last bit of control he has, let me ask Skulduggery something.”, Crow said carefully, to not piss M/n off further.

Skulduggery perked up and looked at her, while M/n stayed silent, his glare never leaving Meritorius and the other two Elders. Then they started to ask him about any evidence about the truce being in danger, as he reported. He said that M/n and his Sister were the evidence, which made the Coroner even angrier. He explained that they got attacked twice by the same mage at the same night and he was after some key.

They asked about the key, but Skulduggery was avoiding the question and accused Serpine. They kept pressing for the key and he let out that they believe it might be for the Sceptre of Ancients, which didn’t make them believe him. They started to argue about it that Serpine was innocent and Gordon wasn’t murdered, nor the Sceptre exists. Skulduggery lost that argument obviously and M/n was very close to snap.

“As for these two, we hoped that they were very much on the edge of our world.”, Meritorius said.

“They won’t tell anyone.”, Skulduggery said quietly.

“That may be, but if they take one more step into our world, they might never go back. We wish that you think clearly about this, Skulduggery Pleasant. Think about, what that will mean.”

“Okay, I’ve had enough in this stupid shit. Talking about us like we aren’t even here ! Now listen here ‘Grand Mage plus extra luggage’ !”, M/n started outraged.

They stared at the boy, who pushed his Sister to Ghastly, who held her softly by the shoulders. M/n got closer to Meritorius and pointed a finger at him.

“YOU nor Pleasant have a say in what me and MY Sister choose to do. I think you were deaf a second ago. WE got ATTACKED and almost KILLED TWICE by one of YOUR dumb MAGES ! He was sent by someone he called his MASTER, that little kinky shithole ! He was ready to KILL us and I LIVE in that DAMNED house ! If I go back NOW, that Pisshead, whoever it is, will pay me a visit one day and KILL me SUCCESSFULLY ! YOU can’t keep your own fucking MAGES in check and expect US to go back, forget about everything AND DIE ?! What in the ever loving fucking hell is WRONG with you, man ?! Either you are too old to give a shit about this, or you are just plain stupid ! Sure we go back to our lives and get fucking KILLED thanks to YOU ! How about you fucking shove it ?!”

Everyone stared at him in shock and silence.

“How about YOU go back to YOUR normal life, without Magic and forget about everything, huh ?! See how you like it ! I don’t care if you are a Grand Mage, someone who is that stupid, doesn’t deserve MY respect ! You have to earn that, old man, and obviously you have a VERY long way to go ! You want us to go back ?! THEN FIND THAT FUCKING MASTER AND GET THEM KILLED ! Otherwise, I will NEVER go back ! You have three hours to find him, if you don’t, I AM FUCKING STAYING, MOTHERFUCKER !”

Ghastly went pale and Stephanie did too. Tome and Crow were in absolute shock and Meritorius looked beyond taken aback.

“YOU HEAR ME ?! YOU FINALLY HEAR ME, BITCH ?! THREE HOURS ! YOU DON’T FIND THE MASTER UNTIL THEN, I WILL STAY IN THIS FUCKING WORLD ! NOT MY FAULT, YOU ARE INCOMPETENT, TO KEEP YOUR MAGES IN CHECK ! I RATHER STAY ALIVE, THANK YOU FOR ASKING AND CARING !!!”, M/n screamed in his face, outraged.

Then he took heavy, fast breaths.

“To tell ME and MY SISTER what to do...WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ?! You heard that we were threatened TWICE already and you insist that we go back and DIE while that PISSHEAD it still out there and walking FREE ! You say MY UNCLE WASN’T MURDERED ! Yet you never saw human doctors do their sloppy work ! They could have been paid to lie and you DARE to CLAIM that there is NO EVIDENCE ?! How about you FUCKING SHOVE IT, OLD MAN ?! YOU KNOW JACKSHIT ! We aren’t in the 18th Century anymore, where everyone did their job without any errors ! Wake up from that belief and that fast ! Get a reality check, you hear ?!”

“Let me to him...he is gone. He will say something he will feel bad about for a while...”, Stephanie told Ghastly.

“You let my Sister close to me and you are the next person I will scream at, Ghastly !”, M/n threatened.

Ghastly kept a firm grip on Stephanie.

“I am not gone, Sister, I am just rightfully pissed off with this ignorant Mage in front of my fucking face ! If I would be gone, I would have beaten the crap out of him ! Like that fucking psycho mage that DARED to lay his NASTY PAWS on you !”, M/n snarled.

His glare never left the Grand Mage.

“I went apeshit as that fucker hurt my Sister. The Pisshead broke in and tried to KILL us. I was ready to murder him and he didn’t see that one coming, you hear me ? I don’t care if that Serpine twat is the Master or not, all I care about is that the Master is getting killed. And if you won’t do anything about it, then I fucking will. NO ONE attacks my Sister and gets away ALIVE. YOU don’t believe in the Sceptre, I say, we at least follow any lead we fucking HAVE. It is better than nothing. The rumor is going around that Serpine looks for the Sceptre and if that is true, you should take it at least a bit into consideration, if you are the fools with a painted smile or if he is. Rumors are also a lead and I better follow it, otherwise we just sit around, twiddle our thumbs and unexpectedly DIE. Who cares if it is the Sceptre, maybe it is a cover up and you honestly sit on your asses and WAIT for something bad to happen ?! How many Humans and Mages will you let perish, until you wake up ?! How many human deaths will you put under a rug and claim, died of natural causes, to make yourself feel better about and so you can sleep at night ?! Look me in my fucking eyes and tell me if I am joking ! Tell me if I am taking your Bullshit ! Tell me what you see, ‘Grand Mage’ ! Go on !”, M/n dared Meritorius.

The Elders saw a fire in M/n’s eyes that told them that he is more than pissed off. But that fire said more than that. He was determined, protective and he doesn’t hate them. He fears for everyone’s safety. This boy, saw more than they can imagine. Then M/n looked at Tome.

“And YOU give me a VERY bad gut feeling. I better not figure out that you are involved with anything bad, otherwise I will go batshit on your Bitchass. Capiche ?”

Tome nodded quickly.

“Good.”, M/n said in a brat mood.

He looked at Eachan again.

“How come Ghastly understands me and you, someone who is way older than him, doesn’t ? Is it your pride or your stupidity ? My Uncle didn’t die of natural causes. I know so, but if you want evidence, I will inspect the body myself. I ain’t a pussy. But then you have the right to shut your mouth, about us and joining your world, and you better think of a damn good apology, for claiming that my Uncle died of natural causes at his young age. He wasn’t eighty for fucks sake.”

At that he turned around and went to his Sister. He stood two feet away from her and then opened his arms.

“Hug. Now. I’m pissed off.”, M/n said with a pout.

Stephanie smiled softly, shook her head and Ghastly let her go. She instantly pulled him into a tight hug and he hugged her back.

“One day you will get in trouble with all these insults you throw when you are angry or stressed.”, she muttered.

“I will have it in control soon, but he pissed me off beyond reason. Like honestly, who is the Crack head here ? Me or him and his extra luggage ?”, M/n asked with a huff, feeling his blood cooling down and his anger rapidly dropping.

Skulduggery looked at M/n and the boy knew the Detective wanted to give his mustard to this.

“Go on, you bag of bones. I don’t give a fuck.”, M/n said.

Skulduggery turned to the Elders and opened his jaw.

“And that was a pissed off Corrupted. I hope you learned to not piss him off again, cause that was actually scarring to witness. He was not joking around.”

“He sure wasn’t...”, Morwenna agreed.

“Noted.”, Sagacious answered quickly.

Meritorius stayed silent. Then he sighed and looked at M/n. Stephanie knew he wanted to tell M/n something, so she parted from him and turned him around, to face the Mage.

“I...deeply apologize, that I offended you, Corrupted. I just thought it was better for you two to return to your normal lives.”

“Meritorius, with all due respect, even though you don’t deserve it from me yet, my ‘Normal’ life is more fucked over than this world could be. Murder plots and Magic ? Is that all you can offer as threats ? What about crazy, psychopathic Scientists ? What about people that snatch children away and use them for their own experiments or pleasure and later on you find their corpses somewhere, mangled beyond recognition ? What about psychos that would love to use you for their own gains ? Ever thought about that shit ? The normal life, is just as fucked up as this one probably is. Maybe even worse.”

The Elders stared at M/n in shock. The Teenage boy gave a sad smile.

“Has its perks when you’ve already seen it all and heard it all.”

“Oh my...”, Morwenna said softly.

M/n shrugged his shoulders.

“Humans are just as much Monsters, as Mages with bad intentions are. The only difference ? Mages have Magic at their disposal. Humans have everything, but that.”

Stephanie hugged her Brother from behind, worried for him.

“Now I would like to leave and follow any lead Skulduggery has, so we can start to rule out stuff and make theories what the key is supposed to do, where it is and what it is supposed to unlock.”

“Of course. Thank you for coming and be careful, yes ? Please think about this very clearly if you want to stay after this is over.”, Meritorius replied.

“I already decided. What my Sister wants, is up to her. I will not influence her to follow my lead or to listen to me. She can choose her own path. I am not her Mother, nor her Father.”

With that M/n left the room, Stephanie said her bye and followed after her Brother quickly. Ghastly and Skulduggery followed quickly after them.

“Can we now go to the vault ? And next time you pull shit like this, Skulduggery Pleasant, I will have your skull and lock it away. Let’s see how you will talk with no head and jaw.”, M/n said with a sour mood.

“Of course, let’s go.”, Ghastly replied.

“I understood, Corrupted...”, Skulduggery muttered.

#skulduggery pleasant #male!reader #not the canon au #read warnings above #my au #skulduggery pleasant x reader universe #ghastly bespoke #Stephanie Edgley #Part 8 – The Coroner is ticked off #Playing with a Coroner and a Detective is not wise - Skulduggery x Male!Reader Universe

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tsunderedoctor · 2 years

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Hey! How are you doing? I was wondering if you could do an emergency request? If it’s okay and you feel like it, can I request Ace, Sabo, Luffy, and Zoro just helping you through a tough time with your family? Like you’re getting into arguments with your parents and it’s been bringing down your mood and mental health for a while. Like how they’d notice something is wrong, how’d they feel, and how’d they help you kinda thing. I’ve been going through a hard time with my family lately and it really sucks because we were actually doing pretty okay before. You can totally ignore this if you want. I hope you have a good day and are taking care of yourself!! *sends virtual hugs*

I’m doing the best that I can be, thank you for asking! I hope these help you in some way, remember it’s okay to argue sometimes, but just sending out an important reminder that I’m proud of you and I love you, just in case if you haven’t heard it lately! 💜

Ace is the king of daddy issues, so he understands not getting along with your family sometimes. Part of him however, envies you for having the ability to argue with your parents. Sure he has Whitebeard, but something inside him is missing and he feels it grow when he sees you react with your family.

When you come to him for advice or comfort, he does his best to listen to your words and tries to empathize with you while also helping you see your parent’s point of view. He’s a great mediator between the three of you sometimes!

When he is in the area of an argument, he tries to use humor as a way to distract the situation. He hates confrontation and doesn’t like to see you or your parents upset (he starts to see them as his own parents now too). Once the atmosphere is calm, he brings up good memories you guys had together to help bring you closer.

When you two are alone though, he comforts you with his words, reminding you how great you are and that even if this moment feels like your parents are angry with you, they still love you and want you to live a happy life.

Sabo was the rebel child in his biological family, so seeing your family and you argue reminds him of his own toxic family. He understands that families fight sometimes, but it leaves a bitter feeling in his chest when he sees the people he cares for unhappy.

Will do his best to be the referee for you guys, keeping things logical as emotions flare up. Also has no problem moving you or them out of the room, letting each other cool off before coming back into the room to talk things out.

He’s not one for respecting his elders, if people respect him than he will respect them back. So if your parents aren’t respecting your choices, he will take your side in a heart beat. Consider it as his rebel side coming out, he can’t help but want anarchy.

Despite being quite the brat, he is amazing at coming up with ideas to make up with your family! Whether it be doing the dishes for your mom, or watching a tv show with your dad, he gives you ideas to help mend the sore relationship!

Luffy is quite the riot himself, so he is similar to Sabo in how he will act. He hates when people make his loved ones cry or upset, but seeing that your family is also his loved ones now, he feels torn. He doesn’t know what side to pick and usually agrees with the one he sees fit.

That doesn’t mean he won’t try to comfort you though! Expect lots of hugs and kisses from this man! He’s a physical affection lover and likes to show his love through that tunnel. He also might share his prized meats with you if you are really down in the dumps!

He might not be the best listener out of the four, but he tries his best to! His ADHD mind just goes haywire and he loses focus easily. He does care about you though and will use his distractions as a way to make you something to cheer you up with!

Makes dumb faces to cheer you up and make you smile! He likes seeing you smile the best, so he will do whatever it takes to get that grin back on you cheeks! Even if it means making a fool of himself in the process!

Once tears are involved, this marimo disappears from the world! He freezes up and slowly sneaks away as you cry your heart out. He loves you to death, don’t get him wrong, but handling someone who is crying is not his strong suit!

Prefers you to come to him for solutions or a listening ear, he can handle those moments perfectly fine. Can’t slash them? Well, just avoid them for a bit until you cool off. Will also take you out sparring to help get the frustration out of your system!

Is not a referee, once you and your parents start the fight, he peaces out. He loves you and your family, but still feels this is something he shouldn’t be involved in. It’s family matters, and he feels he isn’t that close to being family just yet.

Totally the type to go water the lawn or feed the cat, anything to get him out of the room. You can talk to him when it’s over, for now he will find some tasks that need to be done to help lighten the load off everyone’s shoulders.

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posebean · 1 year

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Summer Rain: Storm-Given Flu 4

Writer: Beanosei

Season: Summer, a year later

Characters: Niki, Rinne

Niki: (Rinne-kun, are you really okay?)

A year later. A small live house.

Niki: Uuu… The line at the grocery store was so long…I hope I’m not late.

Niki: (Rinne-kun said his live was around now, right? I hope this is the right place.)

Niki: (As I expected, Dad found out about the idol thing and we got into a huge fight…)

Niki: (Nahaha…I guess it was out of love and concern. Idols were the thing that separated us, after all.)

Niki: …

Niki: (Well, it was fun while it lasted. And now I’m back on track to being the best chef I’ve always said I was!)

Niki: (Rinne-kun didn’t give up. He was sad but understood that I couldn’t keep going.)

Niki: (He kept working hard. Even though I’m pretty sure people have been losing interest in solo idols like him, lately.)

Niki: (Especially because the higher-ups have been shafting him for bigger groups, leaving him with small jobs like this.)

Niki: …

Niki: (He still takes them gladly and comes home every night with a smile when I ask how everything went.)

Niki: (Rinne-kun, are you really okay?)

Niki: Ah yes, hello. Could I buy a ticket for the current live?

Niki: I don’t need to? It’s free? Okay, thank you.

Niki:...

Rinne: “♪”

Niki: (This place is practically empty…)

Niki: (I can see the staff on their phones, not paying attention at all.)

Niki: (Why is no one watching him? When he’s still giving it his all?)

Niki: (If no one will watch him, I will!)

Niki: (I’ll always have my eyes on him, then at least someone in this world will know how hard Rinne-kun is working.)

Niki: (All the late nights and hard practices he’s gone through…I know them all.)

Niki: (Even if no one else in the whole world does, I will be here to cheer you on, Rinne-kun!)

Niki: (walks forward, clapping to the beat.)

Rinne: “♪…!”

Niki: (Ah, he visibly brightened~ )

Niki: Hi Rinne-kun, I’m cheering for you! Give it your all!

Rinne: Niki ♪ You’re here!

Niki: Hush, you’re on stage. Sing into the mic, Rinne-kun.

Rinne: “♪”

Rinne: “This one’s for you, Niki!”

Rinne: “♪”

Niki: Waaah it’s just us and a bunch of staff~ But still, don’t just call me out like that!

Niki: That’s so unprofessional of you, Rinne-kun~

Rinne: “♪”

Niki: (Nahaha, he has that sparkle in his eye again.)

Rinne: “♪”

Rinne unbloom fade out

Rinne: (bowing) “Thank you for coming!”

Niki: (It looks like some of the staff actually started to listen when he shouted my name out, haha~)

Niki: (I’ll go wait for him outside~)

Niki: Oh, I better not forget my groceries! (grabs the bag he left on the ground)

Niki: Wonder how long Rinne-kun will take to change~

Rinne:...

Niki: Rinne-kun!~ (runs at him and hugs him)

Rinne: !

Rinne: Whoah~ Niki. You scared me!

Niki: Rinne-kun you did great!! That was amazing!

Rinne: Gyahaha ☆

Rinne: But of course~ I'm Rinne-kun after all!

Niki: Pfft, arrogant much?

Niki: Did you have fun?

Rinne: Of course! Doing lives is always fun~

Niki: (Even with an empty hall?)

Rinne: I had the best audience I could ever ask for~

Niki: What? But you had no-

Rinne: Niki’s dumb so he won’t get it, nevermind☆

Rinne: Let's go home. You went to the grocery store before this, right? We probably should put those in the fridge right away.

Niki: Hey! Don’t think I didn’t just hear you insult me!

Niki: But yeah! And it’s okay, we can take our time.

Niki: They’re mostly non-perishables and sauces.

Niki: Oh! And apples were on sale today! I was thinking about making Rinne-kun’s favorite baked apples for dessert later!

Niki: Thought that you deserved something nice after working so hard today, Rinne-kun!

Rinne: …

Niki: ! (Is suddenly lifted into the air)

Niki: P-Put me down Rinne-kun! You’re squeezing me!

Rinne: No~ How else am I supposed to express how happy I am to Niki~

Niki: Put me down~

Niki: (...He has tears in his eyes.)

Niki: (But he’s smiling~ So that’s good.)

Rinne: Can we order a pizza too?

Niki: …

Rinne: On my money~ I at least got paid a bit for this live!

Niki: Fine, only if you let me pick the toppings! I still have trauma from the last time I let you pick!

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CG by @nguyenfinity

#enstars #rinniki #insanabean #bean writes #Summer Rain #rinky

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sannoh-rengokai · 2 years

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The Worst X Reaction:

Boyfriends, boyfriends everywhere.

Maybe spoilers ahead, if you haven’t seen it yet.

Things I liked:

THEY FINALLY GAVE TSUKASA A REAL ROLE AND STORYLINE 🙌 If you’ve read my reaction to The Worst, you know the lack of depth for Tsukasa and his friendship with Fujio was one of my biggest gripes. I didn’t like the series telling us they were best friends and partners but they never actually showed us their bond. There was no substance to their friendship and I hated it so much BUT THEY HEARD MY COMPLAINTS FIXED IT. Not just on the Tsukasa/Fujio friendship but also on the complete under utilization of Tsukasa as a character. Like the guy was literally the main character in Episode.0 then he was just... there... for The Worst? There was almost no point to him as a character especially after they brought in Fujio’s childhood friends (and yes, I’m still mad about that lmfao) but this time around they actually gave him some depth. Fujio might be the leader but Tsukasa is the core and heart of Oya High and I won’t hear anything different. (I still haven’t seen 6 from The Worst so if this changed before X whoops lol)

If Murayama could see Todoroki now, he would lose his goddamn mind lmfao. TODOROKI SAYING HE HAS FRIENDS TO PROTECT NOW??? I have been waiting SIX YEARS to hear those words coming from his mouth AND IT FINALLY HAPPENED AND HE CALLED FUJIO “HIS” LEADER ON TOP OF THAT? I’m crying my baby boy is all grown up 😭💕 This is the most character development he’s gotten since season 2, where is Murayama to see this?!?!?

“Fishing buddies” Todoroki and Odajima. Listen, LISTEN. I expected like one jokey throwaway line about them being fishing buddies but then I got a full fledged genuine friendship between them?! I’ve been fed, this will fuel me for an eternity. I ship it so much.

Odajima being That Guy for Housen while Sachio is away. He got so much screen time I was shocked lol.

I really liked the way the Raoh storyline went. I figured they were going down this route when they kept stressing the ~legend~ of Raoh then I knew the moment Fujio saw the orphanage he was going to crumble like a wet paper bag for him lol.

I said this on a personal post but the innocence of this movie compared to The Worst or the main series was really cute. Like, sure they’re being violent little shits but it was purely about teppen and they kept it between themselves. There was no secret drug rings or yakuza, just a bunch of dumb kids being dumb kids. I’m just saying it was nice to not fear for their lives for once lol

Things I didn’t like:

They could have gone a bit farther with the Fujio/Tsukasa friendship still but I’ll let it pass this time around.

Amagai doesn’t deserve Suzaki and no one got to call him out on it. He should have actually stabbed Ryo and showed real remorse if they wanted me to believe he cared about him. I don’t believe it. This is poor writing. This is my issue with Fujio and Tsukasa all over again lol

The repeated scenes from The Worst were a bit meh. Did we really need everyone’s healthy partner to get hurt this time around?

I think that’s it? Idk I don’t take these movies too seriously on the plot side, just the character side and that was chef’s kiss this time so I loved it!!!

Also people who don’t like ~the power of friendship~ cheesiness need to find something else to watch. It’s been this way since season one??? What have you been watching? It’s saved Noboru, Murayama, Hyuga, Chiharu, Kohaku and literally (almost) everyone since then. Hello????? How do you make it this far into the series hating the power of friendship? lmao

#high&low #high&low the worst x #I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING I WANTED #this movie was made for me specifically :)#but i'm still waiting for my daruma movie lol

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cuppabeanz · 9 months

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I can’t continue this

I’ve been struggling lately everything seems to beat me down and I keep thinking I’m out of it but then something else happens. It’s too much for me when other things weigh on my mind so I’m going to have to back out of the six sides. I’ve got the outline I wrote down for myself that I’ll share but that’s it.

Six sides plan

Mochi wakes up finds she’s living with Pulse and Mako

Pulse says that her father is visiting

Eternis arrives and embraces Mochi telling her how wonderful it is to see her. She looks confused.

Eternis reassures her and Mochi sinks into the embrace.

Cautious for the rest of the night, she excused herself to the restroom and tries to remember what she was doing before and why this isn’t making sense.

She concentrates really hard and remembers the many years Eternis left her frozen. That’s part of the truth. Only in a fantasy would her father love her.

She starts reciting the truths she’s learned.

Eternis lies. Eternis always wants something.

He does, he wants Mochi to take up the mantle of god of magic to create new magic

Mochi refuses and Eternis doesn’t get mad. He instead hugs Mochi and says that the title is there when she wants it. Mochi shivers. She was expecting anger, but instead he’s being patient with her. It’s tempting to stay but she looks at Mako and Pulse the dumb happy smiles they wear as if nothing bad has happened to them.

“You’re not him. You’re not my dad. This isn’t real” she reaches into his chest, expecting to pull out his heart instead there’s the dice.

Mochi holds it in her hoof before attaching it to her choker. Pulse has his arm gun aimed at her asking her to calm down. “Put his ‘heart’ back and we can all go back home”

Mochi refuses and holds out the ‘heart’.

“I’m not going back there. This isn’t real. I wanted it to be, but it’s not. You don’t all get along. Eternis doesn’t act like a dad. I’m not going back with you Pulse. You’re going to have to fight me.”

“Mochi, please, listen to Pulse! You’re not thinking straight you’ve been hearing voices. We can get you help, just calm down!”

“No! I’m not going to calm down, I’m going to destroy this dice and get back to MY Mako and MY Pulse!”

“We are yours Mochi, what dice are you talking about? Just put his heart back!” Pulse approaches

Mochi approaches too

“I’m sorry but this would never happen. He would never give me the throne. That’s the truth isn’t it? That my purpose isn’t dictated by him. Eternis doesn’t matter. He abandoned me, he’s tortured so many mortals. I’m enough, you’re enough. The real you and Mako..and Finn. You couldn’t bring Finny into this fantasy, you messed up! I’ll be doing the world a favor by destroying this!” Mochi squeezes the dice in her magic, and boom Pulse fires a shot at her, everything goes white.

She wakes up in her bed with Sylph, Skyee, Mako, Pulse and Finn around her

“Mochi are you okay? You were out for a while. Where’d that dice come from?” Finn asks.

Mochi looks at her choker, the dice now dangling on a loop of.

“It wasn’t a dream then..the game. It was real and I won..for real this time. Th-this is real right?”

“Of course we’re real Chi-chi,” Mako pipes up and embraces Mochi.

“You didn’t call me love, oh thank the sisters.” Mochi hugs Mako back.

“Pfft would it be that bad if I did?”

Eternis’s heart is the dice

#thesixsides #I’m sorry #story outline #i don’t think I’m going to pick this up again

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violetjedisylveon · 2 years

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Incorrect Kaesoka quotes cause they're funny

Kaeden, at Ahsoka's Funeral: I need a moment with her. Other rebels: of course.*they leave* Kaeden, leaning over Ahsoka's coffin: okay, listen here you little shit, I know you're not dead Ahsoka: yeah, no shit.

. . .

*Ahsoka falls over* Kaeden: Ahsoka! Are you alright? Ahsoka: Is that you, God? Kaeden: What? Ahsoka: It's just, you sound a lot more like Kaeden than I expected.

. . .

Ahsoka: Caffeine no longer keeps me awake while I work, so instead I have Kaeden periodically send me texts saying ‘we need to talk.’ Ahsoka: It gives me the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to keep going.

Ahsoka: Do you want to know your gay name? Kaeden: My... my gay name? Ahsoka: Yeah, it's your first name- Kaeden: Haha. Very funny Ahsoka- Ahsoka: *gets down on one knee* And my last name. Kaeden: Oh- oh my god.

. . .

Ahsoka: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet? Kaeden: What? Like J F K W S Q X- Ahsoka: No, like, U R A Q T. Kaeden: Awwww!

. . .

Kaeden: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Ahsoka: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Kaeden: ... Kaeden: You mean ring bearER, right? Ahsoka: ... Kaeden: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding. (Not part of quote: Ahsoka gave an Akul buddy the ring bearer duty I decided)

. . .

Kaeden: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Ahsoka: Wow. They sound stupid.Kaeden: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Ahsoka: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Kaeden: I guess you’re right. Hey Ahsoka, I love you. Ahsoka: See! Just say that! Kaeden: Holy fucking shit. Ahsoka: If that flies over their head then, sorry Kaeden, but they're too dumb for you. Kaeden: Ahsoka.

. . .

Kaeden: Hey, Ahsoka, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? Ahsoka: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. Kaeden: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? Ahsoka: Can't really say I have. Kaeden: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. Ahsoka: Sorry, Kaeden. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

. . .

Ahsoka: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at Storm troopers" and I think that's very sexy of us. Kaeden: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

. . .

Kaeden: We’re getting married, bitches! Ahsoka: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem. (Not part of quote: i wrote a short fic that was basically this quote last year, hehe, it's funny)

. . .

Kaeden: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Ahsoka: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Kaeden: That one. I want that one.

. . .

*about the darth Vader Anakin connection* Ahsoka: I think I just figured something out. I got to go. Kaeden: Aren't you forgetting something? Ahsoka: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Kaeden's forehead before running out.* Kaeden: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

. . .

Miara: I know you love them. Kaeden: I am not in love with Ahsoka! Miara, staring at Kaeden: I never said who... Kaeden: *realizes* Kaeden: Shit. Well, anyways-

. . .

Kaeden, holding a rock: Ahsoka just gave this to me and said "I feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rock". Miara: If you don't marry her, I will.

. . .

Miara: Do you mind if I slyly mention that you’re single? Ahsoka: Do not do that. Miara: You won’t even notice! Kaeden, entering: Mira, you wanted to see me again? Miara: Ahsoka's single Ahsoka:

. . .

Miara: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room. Kaeden: Screw that, I’m not kissing any of you. *Ahsoka walks in* Kaeden: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

. . .

Kaeden: Hi. Miara: Hey, did you do what I said? Did you tell her? Kaeden: I did. Miara: And what did she say? Kaeden: “Thank you.” Miara: You’re totally welcome. What’d she say? Kaeden: she said, “Thank you.” I said “I love you” and Ahsoka said, “Thank you.”

. . .

Ahsoka: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me. Kaeden: But they said not to touch the masterpieces. Ahsoka: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall. Miara, on a walkie talkie: This is Miara, those idiots are fucking around in the East wing again.

. . .

Ahsoka: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box. Miara: Did Kaeden say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'? Ahsoka: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–

This was fun! I'm doing more tomorrow, nobody can stop me!

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imagoddamnonionmason · 3 months

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Okay I lied about not talking about my OCs😭

Imagine little Annika approaching Nadežda covered in scratches and bite marks with a satchel that keeps growling and hissing. She tells Nayda that she has a gift for her, pulls out a gigantic raccoon, and holds it up Simba-style.

“I named her after you.”

Later, Nadežda approaches Nik about it and he’s like, “Don’t worry about her, I’ve already had to get her vaccinated for rabies a while ago. She brought me a fox once.”

“Just don’t get rid of it anywhere near here, Nika would be heartbroken if she found it.”

Nik’s so used to it that he’s happy he won’t be the only recipient of Annika’s “gifts”.

Firstly, I understand ;u; when you get the bug to talk about them, sometimes restraint just isn't enough- JUST AS LONG AS YOU ARE ALSO ENJOYING YOUR HOLIDAY!!

SECONDLY - this is both funny and adorable.

Nadya would find it so endearing that this little girl got her something and named it after her; the thought is what counts and no way in hell would she ever allow Annika to feel bad or anything of the sort. Like, there's a preciousness there, a sort of innocence that needs to be protected. Yes, Nik is already doing that but Nadya would be like "I think I'd die/kill for this child". (Essentially, the fierce protectiveness she would inwardly feel about Ashley is applicable to this au here.)

I also think Nad would feel a little offended at the idea that she's expected to go put the raccoon somewhere XD you know that scene from Pirates of the Caribbean? Where Jack is given a jar of dirt and he at first complains, but then holds it close after being told "don't want it? Give it back" *hugging it to chest* "no- it's mine" Yeah, I imagine that XD

Nik is just "listen, I understand that you might not want to keep the wild animal that has been caught, but make sure when you return it to the wild, it is beyond a 1 mile radius so Annika never finds out."

Nadya, "*gasp* how dare you- I will keep this feral critter for the rest of my life. I will train it to be the best attack raccoon for the faction-"

Cue an idea for a dumb finishing move, where Nadya whistles and this feral raccoon flies to the enemies throat lol. A bit like the rabbit one I see about in Cold War

BUT I wanna focus on the interaction between Annika and Nadya because 100% it would go a little something like this.

"Annika, you're covered in scratches, what happened?" Nadya expresses with concern, the worry etched into her brows as they knit together. The little girl approaches, a smile beaming on her face, prideful, and she holds out a hissing raccoon in her little hands. At first, Nadežda isn't entirely certain how to manage the animal and her awe that the girl is unfazed along with her ability to keep a hold of it. In the split second she falters, Nadya quickly, mentally slaps herself back to the present. "I got something for you! I even named it after you!" Annika grins, tone light, playful, and in her eyes one can tell she is awaiting the praise and glee from the woman. With urgency, Nadežda finds something akin to a container, a cage, just something to keep the animal safely contained and soon ushers the hissing critter inside. It hunkers at the furthest corner from them, as the two peer at it. One still with a huge grin on her face and the other with a curious brow raised. "That's very thoughtful, dorogaya," Nadya said, her hand coming to rest lightly on Annika's head, ruffling the hair slightly. Then, she turned fully to the girl and added, "now let's get those scratches cleaned up, ok?" Then, she thought inwardly, I'm going to need to ask Nik what to do with that raccoon...

I hope you enjoyed this little read-

#I asked Ann how to say dear in Russian and it's like this Дорогая! so I've learnt something today!! thank you ann! <3 #also I love these three so much TTUTT #it's gonna break Nad's heart to betray those two #everyone else deserves it but those two? nope. nuh uh. probably cries herself to sleep at night about it.#no I loved this idea Lib #it was so fun to think about-#I'm also thinking I might write little snippets like this for all ocs my ocs interact with cause it was super fun!#gooseanswers #bocw ocs #friends ocs #jodie hall #nikolai #annika

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ghostboyjules · 2 years

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It appears the last two (2)….times I’ve tried creating this post, tumblr thought I was too wordy, so I’m going to attempt to get in and get out before it eats itself again

this playlist (a Dream of the Endless™ character examination via my silly brain and sad ass music) took me entirely too long and I'm going to throw my laptop out of the window if I have to look at it any longer so pls pls take it and I hope that if you listen or even read the lyrics that you find something new, or hear something you like.

This absolutely would not have ever seen the light of tunglr.hell if not for the beautiful souls of the Sandman fandom, and a few of my new friends and mutuals. So special internet cookies and hugs to these inspirational, encouraging, and beyond talented individuals; @wordsinhaled , @weirdfishy , @wizardofgoodfortune , and @xx-vergil-xx - i love y'all dearly and I hope this is even HALF of what you would have expected, or a quarter of the amazing content y'all have bestowed upon my lil eyeballs. Now Onward! to words that personally injure me!

Florence + The Machine -Too Much Is Never Enough

And the crown, it weighs heavy 'Til it's banging on my eyelids Retreating in covers and closing the curtains One thing's for certain, oh A year like this passes so strangely Somewhere between sorrow and bliss

Oh, who decides from where up high? I couldn't say "I need more time" Oh, grant that I can stay the night Or one more day inside this life

~I first encountered this song in it's source material FFXV, and there it destroyed me. Now, wearing my dumb lil blorbo glasses yet again, it is back with vengeance..goth royalty sad wet cat flavored (gross), vengeance. "too much is never enough" .... oh sweeties...

VIRA - God Complex

God, I could try To be the one To be the one I'll tear down the sky What do you want? I'll do it all for life My love, my alibi Tonight, tonight I'll try to do it for you

I'm gonna be where you are Doesn't matter how far Because we are meant to be I'm gonna be what you need Darling, please worship me Unless you prefer to plead

~pretty sure this is the angriest sounding song on this thing? but it is fitting.. and desperate.. and wanting and... painful. when she grits out 'try' and 'sky' the way she does.. god the emotion. this just brought to mind Dream and falling for someone hard enough to the point of destructive devotion...

AJJ - Body Terror Song

It will betray you Be used against you Then it will fail on you, my dear But before that, you'll be a doormat For every vicious narcissist in the world Oh, how they'll screw you all up and over Then feed you silence for dessert

~ I love seeing people explore the idea of Dream just...not vibing with being fully corporeal. At least not in the way he is while in the Waking.. what a mood, and especially after the fishbowl...whew.

Philip Wesley - Lamentations of the Heart

[Instrumental~]

~I wanted to include a few instrumental tracks in here and this one felt apt because I used to fall asleep to this album all the time. Like it was one of the only ones I could fall asleep to with any certainty. The feeling and title for this one tho struck me with Dream specifically so I went with it. The rest of the album is so nice though, highly rec.

Iris Lune - Paper Mache

Save me from myself I've been in the dark too long Paper mache love Make me believe that I can change Make me believe that I'm not strange At all

~ this song!! it sounds so so ethereal and her voice is GORGEOUS but the lyrics!! have mercy the lyrics! big ole owwie! "save me from myself" , "make me believe that I can change, make me believe that I'm not strange" hhhh (also if y'all couldn't tell, this will be dreamling flavored, I think I'll tag them too jic but. yes...)

Penny and Sparrow - A Kind of Hunger

tremble, recognize the distance Go try and murder every preference I’ll keep hangin' ‘round for reference come care about me come care about me

changing, watching you with wonder you’re less and getting even younger dying is just a kind of hunger come care about Me come care about Me

~this is... such a heavy song. hadn't heard it before starting this playlist but found it and immediately had to add it.. just. come care about me. changing, watching you with wonder. Dying is just a kind of hunger. that line specifically. -lays on the floor for 3hrs-

Carly Rae Jepsen - Gimme Love

Gimmie love (Oh) It's the way we are together (Oh) Wanna feel like this forever, forever (Oh) It's the way we are together And I never thought I'd ever say forever

~originally was gonna be a joke song to lighten the mood but haha! nope! I mean it is lighthearted but it still absolutely, in my mind, fits Morpheus. beautiful babygirl of the endless...smooch

Jon Bellion - Stupid Deep (Acoustic)

What if who I hoped to be was always me? And the love I fought to feel was always free? What if all the things I've done Were just attempts at earning love? Yeah 'Cause the hole inside my heart is stupid deep, oh, stupid deep

~this song fucks me up! 😀 for real though, I highly suggest watching the acoustic performance of this that he has on youtube cause the vibe is so.. intimate and dreamy and gorgeous.. and the lyrics.. jon bellion, sir.. smh.. the ending..

Marika Hackman - Undone, Undress

They heard my heart for miles The air inside Was seeping out In silent shouts It crumpled in my chest

~this is definitely... a nightmarish..creeping kind of song, and the lyrics are, according to the Genius annotations, rather distressing but I don't really see them the same way. I can't really explain it but hopefully y'all will see what I mean. love this one specifically "Load me heavy, I can't bend. Break me better, so I won't mend" break me better.... hhhhhh

DBMK - Switchblade

Did you hear I coughed my heart out? It never fit me so I'm likely to drown My body yearns for something real now Suggesting kitchen counters, can openers, and close encounters to hold me down Ain’t no one's boyfriend, wow I'm busy up in my brain but they don't see anything, yeah

I open up too easily, look at me Single sided blade of insecurities, yeah I open up too easily, speak to me Cutting through my comfort like its misery, sad

~this. SONG. he just like me fr 😔 azdcafs nah, honestly idk if this is projecting, but to MEE I like to think about Dream being so ready for a partner, and he gives so so much of himself to them and loves so passionately but he also has just... so many issues. just ugh this song..

Blegh - His Hands

He feels handcrafted just for you But he's a little bit too far away and You can't, you can't His hands are on you And you know you'll be gone by the morning but you know he loves you And you know you like his strong hands, strong hands

You're too real for me You should go to something better I'll give you to someone better I have friends that'll be on earth for longer I have friends that won't feel like monsters

~another song that I was not prepared for before hand that ruined me so viciously, that I had to scream at multiple ppl about it, most of which were mentioned in this post, but Verg's reaction was very memorable because I believe she told me she was on public transportation and the way she phrased it had me rolling around on the floor. but yeah y'all just gotta hear this fuckin,... bear mace of a song (with your Dreamling Glasses™ on pls, as i believe it is meant to be asxacsgdcvc)

Agent Fresco - Wait for Me

I can’t see clear The rage of rivers roam every tear They all fall through vague and vast tunnels With hurts of hatred came blinding years Will they disappear?

I’m far away, treading a path I’ve made and it’s laid with stones of fallen love I need to feel and to make atonement before coming home

~-motions to song- I mean... c'mon... this alone? nah nah nah..I gotta lay down.

Talos - Endgame

I’m drawn across An empty space This dreamland now A tired waste O it’s the endgame

A blackout heart A seething truth There’s nothing in me Left for you We’re lies

~ Talos...Talos Talos Talos... y'all. if you don't know him, but like indie-ish electronic music with beautiful angelic Irishman vocals? pls... he makes me insane. He also just gives me Morpheus vibes in general, I'm not exactly sure why, but... I also think the cover art on his first two albums are very Morpheus energy, could just be me tho

Emma Ruth Rundle - Savage Saint

I held him, his whole life In my hands, in my heart

Don't be ever forgotten, Savage Saint Never draw blood in the garden, faint Don't be the name that's drawing shame and Never let your heart harden, little flame

~I knew I had to have Emma Ruth in here somewhere, but it took me a second to find the perfect song.. and I was torn between a few, but I saw this one and. Immediately my heart was out of my body. Thinking about Orpheus.. and Dream thinking about Orpheus.. draw blood in the garden,,, I held him his whole life.. in my hands in my heart.. little flame.. it seems I am upsetti spaghetti.

Sleeping at Last - Neptune

Stitch by stitch, I tear apart If brokenness is a form of art I must be a poster child prodigy Thread by thread, I come apart If brokenness is a work of art Surely this must be my masterpiece

I'm only honest when it rains If I time it right, the thunder breaks When I open my mouth I wanna tell you, but I don't know how I'm only honest when it rains An open book with a torn out page And my ink's run out I wanna love you, but I don't know how

~Sleeping at Last my beloved <3 ... if I could snort 'atlas pt 1 the album' I fuckin would. also there's a song on there for literally any blorbo. i could bet my life on that. somewhere on there! "if brokenness is a work of art, surely this must be my masterpiece" ah hah.. hahaha..

Sea Power - Want To Be Free

Now we're under the stars Smoking cigars On top of a motorcar Hanging out Like some kind of nebula We

Want to be free Want to be free It will last forever Eternally

~this one was more for vibes and because it's beautiful, but also if I think too hard about Morpheus and how he just wants to be normal and rest for a little while, then I will have to go eat a whole bag of chocolate chips and cry myself to sleep.

Clem Turner - Divine Loser

"Connect yet stay opaque," I cannot have it both ways Please do not tell the time I can't be trusted with the date

My god, you break the skin But may I be thy heaven? Will you take my sickness While I deprive you of your health?

~haha Divine Loser..defo Morpheus (jk. or am I) that second part I included.. I keep having to re-read those lyrics, cause.. my goodness. there's a part later that says "baby just let me bleed in peace" like... whoof. Clem Turner is the only person on here twice, mostly cause these two songs are just so phenomenal I had to and the lyrics... SHMACK.. and Clem's VOICE?? pardon me?

Clem Turner - Honeywell

Get it through your pretty head Take me with you instead Forget her, she's gone So, tell me, dear stranger What's got you distraught?

Mm, here I am to bring Psychosomatic freedom to your head May I be of service, newlywed? See me as a host to all your greatest dreams And then some change As long as your compassion stays the same

~"So tell me, Dear Stranger, what's got you so distraught?" Um..is that in a dreamling fic, cause... 👀 and then "see me as a host to all your greatest dreams and then some change, as long as your compassion stays the same." running in circles, sobbing, hopping out my window, running into the woods...etc

Mustapha Kamel - Can You Feel Me

[Instrumental~]

~ this song just makes me -lays face down in the carpet for 2+ hrs- and the cello is gahdamn gorgeous..

The New Basement Tapes - When I Get My Hands On You

When I come home to you Gonna take you down to the riverside When I come home to you Hold you in my arms all night

And now you know Everywhere on earth you go You're gonna have me as your man

~ Mushy Dream Rights!!! let this inconceivable being be a sap!! I love seeing him clingy and sweet and so so in love and just AAAHHH I could literally weep, I love this weird scrungly man.

Glass Animals - JDNT

I'm all armored up I've got my old helmet on Keeping out an eye Puffing all my feathers up One more little blow One more tap and I collapse

~heehee another nightmarish song. not only is this a fuckin BANGER, but Glass Animals has such a.. Sound. that's dreamlike most of the time, but sometimes can be so.. tense and creepy, and the lyrics can be violent and just downright odd. mostly from the zaba album, but regardless. I could talk about Dream + Glass Animals for hours, as proven with N (@wordsinhaled) because we have done exactly that, I think twice now lolololol (also I thought the line abt the helmet was.. hehe funny)

ABRA - Pride

Palms up, no crown You wanna mess around I wanna hold you down It's not okay I need you everyday

I lost all the pride That I thought I could keep Can you see me Say you feel me It's a big world But I fall at your feet Reach out and touch me

~ this was originally an entirely different song! but I switched it out last minute and I am v happy that I did because this song..this song fucks severely, but also it lets me put a facet of Dream on this playlist that I love seeing, which is the needy and seductive lil bastard that he can be. i think i could make a whole other playlist dedicated to that aspect tbh azcacdfavcg

Purity Ring - Asido

Oh, the madness in weakness Doubled o'er on the plate Fill an ocean with weaponry Hurricanes of our grace

Feel as lonely as I do, as I do Feel as lonely as I do, I do Feel as lonely as I do

~I wanted some Purity Ring on here because I know their genre is sometimes described as dream pop or witch house, and their lyricism has this... poetically visceral aspect to it sometimes that I adore while also being very ethereal. Love them. also tho, feel as lonely as I do?? of course it had to be in here.

Hozier - It Will Come Back

Don't let me in with no intention to keep me Jesus Christ, don't be kind to me Honey, don't feed me, I will come back

It can't be unlearned I've known the warmth of your doorways Through the cold, I'll find my way back to you Oh, please, give me mercy no more That's a kindness you can't afford I warn you, baby, each night, as sure as you're born You'll hear me howling outside your door

~ okay look, I know everybody and their mother who has made a playlist like this has put Mr. Andrew Hozier-Byrne on it, but like - come on.. look at those lyrics. He just Gets It™ and the music slaps ass! I have like, an actual Dreamling playlist in the works as well, which I'm sure will be... longer. but hopefully I'll have the foresight to work on it a bit at a time, and PERHAPS prepare a word document, since I cannot seem to help rambling at any chance I get 💀

Son Lux - Labor

I will break with you For your body to be freed and pleased Take the weight of you For your gravity to be erased

Come to life, my hungry arms are begging you But what more can you do?

Labor reveal before our eyes Into our ears Unfurl with light The stars around us disappear Just what is torn What comes alive inside of us

~ I wanted.. something big on here. I don't necessarily have a desired order for this to be played in, but this was the last one I added, if that tells you anything. The opening of this song is a little jarring, but the piano is so. beautiful. Son Lux has such a way of composing their music that just leaves me breathless and astounded at the feelings music can bring forward in me, and speaking in Dream terms, I feel like that would be the kind of song he really appreciates. I'm not gonna end this with rambling about the complexity of human emotion, because I don't believe tumblr could handle me doing that - operation-wise, i feel like it's abt to stab me as is- It's also not why I'm here lol. "I will break with you. For your body to be freed and pleased. Take the weight of you, for your gravity to be erased." the rest of that line literally mentions a phantom muse.. I think, viewing this in terms of Morpheus' marriage, and maybe even how he thinks about marriage as a concept is interesting. On Genius they mention that on a Son Lux insta story they talked about the first half of the song being about helping a friend die, and the second half about the birth of Ryan Lott's son. Looking at in that framing is also,,, WHEW.. okay this paragraph has been long enough lmao

WELL GEEZE.. looks like I've finally made it to the bottom without tumblr shitting itself again, so I'm gonna wrap this up before it gets the chance to. HAH.

If anyone has bothered to read this far; I cannot thank you enough nor can I tell you how much I appreciate you reading my inane mangling of the English language to be overly emo about music and a spindly nightmare of a man, but REGARDLESS. Thank you, I love you, and I would absolutely take a stab wound for you and make you cookies. 💕🖤💕🖤✨

#holy shit.#this is I think. the longest thing I have ever worked on and posted to tumblr dot hellsite..#the sandman #dream of the endless #babygirl of the endless <3 #heh heh sorry i had to. it brings me joy.#also if y'all see typos -other than the on purpose shortening of words cause i am a lazy bastard first and foremost- ... no you didn't #i really mean it tho if you've read all of this AND listened to the playlist?? i would straight up die and kill for you sorry not sorry #okay i'm ... leaving my computer now because i've been here for..#longer than i would like to disclose in my tumblr tags so.. tata for now beloveds #playlist #Spotify #dreamling #a hint of..or flavored ig..#almost forgot to tag them hehe oops

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tomsawyee · 1 year

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something in the last, like, year or so has completely killed any of my desire to ever interact with A Fandom ever again, and I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about it--

I used to have a notion that, even if my personal ways of interacting with the media I enjoy on a deeper level never aligned with the “mainstream” of a given fandom, I could still carve out a place to enjoy myself. But the more time I’ve spent in these spaces, the more absolutely convinced I am that they are, despite what they would adamantly insist, generally repellent to critical thinking. And I always knew this, a great deal of us always knew this, but I’ve just. Lost the ability to politely ignore it while I do my own thing, because those people inevitably find the things I make, anyway. And I still have to fucking listen to them. Because they are the majority. And as audiences churn, the core base never learns anything.

As the internet centralizes, actively contributing to this hobby community gets you labeled a Content Creator, and with that comes the mob expectation that you create content. For free. On demand. This exacerbates the perceived social divide between Creators and Consumers. People who don’t actually contribute to the body of work get this idea that they are being forced into an Out Group, when in reality, the In Groups are generally just people who care about the thing more than you and end up making friends because of it. This is particularly obvious in big fandoms. Creators are at the same time perceived as Fandom Elite while also being your unpaid court jesters.

And fandom is racist! It’s so fucking racist, and it hides it in pseudo-progressive, frequently queer language while constantly looping the same shitty excuses for whitewashing and ooc stereotyping and bending over backwards to cut POC out of the picture as much as humanly possible, REGARDLESS of what the original text says. So, so often, I go back into the source material thinking “Am I the one who remembers this the wrong way??” only to find that, no, the fandom presence for a given series will always default to distilling the text down to only its white people, then only its lighter skinned people. Characters of color are props to fandom. There is zero interest in the internal lives and humanity of people of color. Fandom would rather make a white protagonist Ambiguously Tan than pay half a mind to an actual character of color. And if you point it out, you get dogpiled by white queers self-righteously crytyping in your notes. Fandom friends and friendly acquaintances of color I meet are always the first people to burn out and leave, because being here is so consistently hostile. Of course AO3 is 70%+ white. Why the fuck would you willingly put yourself through this?

Despite this, we fancy ourselves a ‘progressive’ subculture because we allegedly care about things like ‘representation,’ a concept that has lost all meaning in a dozen different, equally infuriating ways. The delusions of a Higher Purpose, of fandom as political statement or even activism, are all the more embarrassing under this lens. The pervasive idea that fandom exists to “““fix”““ the silly, dumb “““regressive”““ source material by sanding down every single corner until it is the same featureless sphere that can be effortlessly slibbered down like every other cookie cutter re-imagining that came before it. The idea that professional writers are generally outclassed by fandom writers. Pestering creatives on the bird app worked for Glee, so now every time something happens that we don’t like, it becomes a social media moral crusade that is honestly embarrassing to be even tangentially associated with. I’m not here to change the scope of entertainment, or to keyboard warrior for some fictional characters produced by a multi-billion dollar media company that will never see me as anything but a demographic with a wallet. I’m here because a work made me feel creative. It’s not that deep.

(the more expensive the art is to make, the less likely it is to ever target “risky” smaller demographics! this is why TV and film and AAA games suck so much! if you want more textual queerness, read books!) (or listen to them!) (look up some webcomics!) (enormous media companies will NEVER be beacons of creative progress!)

So yeah I’ve come to accept that me and this world are just. Fundamentally incompatible. I’m never going to like it here, despite really, really trying for half my lifetime. I need to stop trying to carve out spaces for myself, because the percentage of people who legitimately care about critical and creative analysis of art and fiction is exponentially smaller than this community would have you think.

#in conclusion #it's stupid.

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