#and I've been avoiding it all my life 💀

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A spar by the sunset ☀️

I hope you liked this post and have a wonderful night 💖

[landograndprix]

woman ✾ l.n - ii

❧ you love max, you really do but your little brother has been getting more on your nerves each day as he tries to set you up with one of his friends.

❧ verstappen!reader who's older than max so if age gaps freak you out, don't read 💀

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📍 Monte-Carlo, Monaco

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y/nusername only valid reason to visit Monaco if we're being completely honest 🥐

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maxkellyp y/n taking her aunt duties very serious

bott_ass where to apply to have you as my sugar auntie? asking for a friend?

zhou_ey time to have your own babies 😍

y/nverstappen I'm actually good with being the wine and sugar aunt for now 🍷

zhou_ey that's a pretty cool job too!

kellypiguet bring her home before dinner? 😂

y/nverstappen what do you mean, we're already on our way back to the netherlands, this my kid now.

lewham44 still a better mother figure to p than kelly 🤡

landonorris I know a few spots in Monaco you can't miss 😉

fewtrelllando spot number one: my bedroom

carlito55 lmao @.fewtrelllando jail for you 😭

dandoo mate, this is a post about her niece and you're flirting with y/n or making and attempt to do so? 😂

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landonorizzzz lando in Monaco last night after the GP ❤️

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norr4slan screaming crying throwing up 🤯

lanlan frothing at the mouth..

norstappen wait a damn minute, was that y/n verstappen?! 😭

norrizzfour yeah but if you look closely she's just walking past with her friends and kelly lol they probably all went to the same place

maxiell nah my girl is avoiding him for real 💀

landoscar oh my god he's so pretty 😍

supermaxv MOTHER AND LANDO?

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y/nverstappen

📍 Monte-Carlo, Monaco

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y/nverstappen Monaco dump 🇲🇨

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dannyricric man I'd do anything to live a life like this

tom1967 she's living off her brothers wealth..

dannyricric I'm pretty sure she makes enough money herself to live a life like this. 🙄

julieeeexo you and sanne served absolute cunt on the grid! 🤩

bobnorriz not the picture of the charles, max and lando podium :')

kellypiguet was really nice to have you around this weekend, we should definitely do this more often, P absolutely adores her auntie 🥰

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charles_leclerc it was very nice we got to hang out together☺

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sharllekler this guy makes me cringe so hard but it's so endearing, like did he pull all his girlfriend's by being awkward? 😭

sixteenleclerc girl have you seen y/n? She's got something that'll make most men awkward as fuck

victoriaverstappen so sad we couldn't join you two this year

y/nverstappen we should already plan for next year then 😉

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y/nverstappen

📍 Amsterdam, the Netherlands

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y/nverstappen protect your peace 🌸

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bananaclerc hey, yes, hi..I'd like to be you 😭

norrisoscar I've only known this woman for a week but I'm already obsessed with her

keirarobins do I spy new products for the store? 👀

y/nusername keep an eye open 😉

zhou_ey I don't know if I want to be you or if I want to be with you 😭

sannetje is that my hat?

y/nverstappen don't know what you're talking about..

sannetje sure..

landonorris I need that candle

maxv1 boy go to her store lmao, this is no webshop 💀

landonorris 🔥

grussell63 man I really thought you had more game than this..who taught you this, Charles? 😢

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parenthood hcs (141 + los vaqueros + könig x f!reader)

tbh i feel like this sucks but like... i've been working on it too long to scrap it lol 💀 i might come back and add more as my brain starts to solidify again so if you read it and come back to more stuff just pretend you don't see it. so uh... enjoy the hot mess under the cut i guess

ghost/simon riley

during the pregnancy/delivery

—the reality of you being pregnant didn’t really sink in until after you started showing. that’s when he was like oh shit this is actually real this is actually happening

—if he was a light sleeper before (which i’m absolutely sure he was), he’s practically awake with his eyes closed at night now. very sensitive to every single movement you make, whether it’s you slightly shifting in your sleep or you getting up to use the bathroom. can’t really “fall asleep” until he’s absolutely sure that you are.

—has the most horrific nightmares of all the things that could go wrong with you and the baby, and he always feels so guilty afterwards, as if he was somehow willing those things to happen. he never told you about them until years later either

—likes to whisper to the baby when he thinks you’re asleep and can’t hear (except you can, and it nearly brings you to tears)

—was anxious to let you leave the house, insisting on getting all the groceries and whatever else you needed so you wouldn't have to go outside

—is paying attention to and remembers all of the important medical info that the doctor tells you two at your maternity appointments, especially when pregnancy brain is getting the best of you

—simon can't remember the last time he's cried in his adult life, but when he gets to hold your baby for the first time and they latch their tiny little fingers onto his larger one, he certainly does.

random parenting moments

—mans can hear the baby crying before the baby is even crying. being a light sleeper + having incredible hearing is a goated combo. he'll race into the nursery and try to take care of whatever the issue is to avoid waking you up at all costs

—absolute hell to fucking no to the hot diggity dog no when it comes to corporal punishment. no ands, ifs, or buts. (for the record, i don't think any of these men would do this, but simon especially, given his past). and it'll be a freezing cold day in hell before simon raises his voice at your kids; he simply doesn't see the need to

—gives his kids washable markers and lets them color in his tattoos

—shooting my girl dad blaster at this man because i can. (*pew pew*) he's the best tea party attendant in the history of tea party attendants. doesn't matter that he can barely even fit one thigh on the tiny chairs at his daughters' kiddie princess table–he'll make it work!

—i can definitely see him having sons too, which i know would be really bittersweet for him. he's determined to be a better father than the one that life afforded him. seeing that brotherly bond between his sons would be really therapeutic for him :(

—very surprised that his kids find funny, mostly because he's got that dry sarcastic deadpan humor, as opposed to the slapstick-type humor that most kids at that age gravitate towards. he's certainly not complaining, though; he loves making them laugh. he swears his kids' laughter is one of the best sounds in the world.

soap/johnny mctavish

during the pregnancy/delivery

—honestly is surprised at himself for deciding to settle down (finally). he knew he wanted a family eventually but he wasn't expecting it to happen so soon. he certainly isn't complaining though, because he thinks you'd be an amazing mother

—is constantly talking to your belly, even before the obgyn said that your baby had formed their ears. very determined for your kid to have his accent so he’s talking to them 24/7 lmfao

—and he definitely believes that the baby can communicate back 😭

—"okay, if you're a boy, what'd you think of this name? kick twice for yes."

—gives the absolute best foot rubs. would literally put a trained masseuse to shame

—so ecstatic when he finally gets his kid in his arms. he finally gets to see the little human that he's been talking to for the past several months; literally a dream come true

random parenting moments

—does the thing where he falls asleep on his back with the baby lying on his stomach

—his kids' first words will probably be curse words, no thanks to johnny 💀

—i'm picturing three kids: two boys (possibly twins; idk he just seems like a twin dad. it makes sense in my head, okay?)

—very relaxed parenting style, with an emphasis on letting his kids "fail" on their own and learning from their mistakes. relaxed shouldn't be confused with permissive, though, because he will definitely put his foot down and be more assertive if need be

—always down to play video games with his kids

—finds it absolutely hilarious to kiss you in front of the kids because they all make the most exaggerated sounds of disgust

—teaches your kids how to swim, which eventually leads to them convincing him to put a pool in the house (it took a lot of convincing but johnny just can't say no to them)

—has his own designated "dad" chair in the living room and gets disgruntled if he sees someone else sitting there. but one time he came back to one of the kids curled up in his chair late at night, fast asleep. he couldn't bring himself to wake them up so he just covered them in a blanket

gaz/kyle garrick

during the pregnancy/delivery

—lowkey has a stronger nesting instinct than you lol 💀 constantly is cleaning the house not only for you, but because it makes him feel calm

—always willing to hold your belly for a few minutes (or however long you need) to relieve you of the weight of carrying a whole human inside of you for a while

—also adores talking to the baby through your stomach, and loves putting headphones on your belly to play them music

—down to try your craving combos with you. sometimes he like “this is incredible" and other times he's like "what is this monstrosity" lol

—when you guys were putting together the nursery you discovered that ky has an impeccable eye for interior design. most of the unique pieces of furniture and paintings in the nursery were picked out by him

—has the biggest smile on his face once he gets to hold his kid for the first time. like his face hurts thats how hard he's smiling

random parenting moments

—literally doesn't want to put that baby down. like at all 💀 you practically have to beg him to give you your daughter so you can at least feed her

"just let me hold her for 5 more minutes!"

"kyle, your daughter is going to starve if you don't give her to me!"

—i'm thinking two kids for kyle is the perfect number to him; gender doesn't matter to him :)

—tries to keep up with pop culture so he won't be called old by his kids (and fails)

—always down to game with his kids

—has a really hard time saying no to them 😭 if you weren't there to keep him in check, your kids would be so spoiled

—LOVESSS halloween. taking his kids costume shopping and taking them trick-or-treating is one of the highlights of his year. and he's always down to customize a costume, too. anything from buying a bunch of different pieces to make one look or sanding down some plastic armor and painting it to look weathered—he's so unbelievably creative

john price

during the pregnancy/delivery

—collects sooo many books for the baby. especially loves the soft cloth books that have all of the different crinkly textures

—absolutely cherishes that first trimester where you’re not really showing and he gets to keep the two of you to himself and away from the rest of the world

—"sternly" tells the baby to stop kicking their mum (aka you lol)

—always has a protective arm around you while you two are out and about. was absolutely shocked by how many strangers would try and reach out and touch your stomach unprovoked once you started to pop. most of them were women, so the most he’d do was give them a hard look. still hated it though 🙄

—helps you make a checklist for your hospital bag + packs everything for you with military-like efficiency

—so so gentle when he holds his baby for the first time. he was never sure if he would get the chance to even be a father so it's quite emotional for him

random parenting moments

—your babies will have the largest vocabularies ever thanks to john, who refuses to use baby speak with his kids. instead, he speaks normally, as if the baby can understand him perfectly, and the results are pretty amusing

"love, did you move the almond butter?" john calls to you from downstairs.

"i swear i didn't!" you call back from upstairs, busy with your morning routine.

"hmph." he plants his hands on his hips, turning around, only to be met by the blinking stare of your infant daughter.

"darling, did you see your mother move the jar of almond butter?" he asks her, arms crossing over his chest.

*cue unintelligible-to-others-but-perfectly-understandable-to-john infant noises from the baby*

"bloody knew it. love, our daughter is saying you moved it. and she doesn't know how to lie yet, so i have no reason not to believe her."

—this man is so girl dad coded it's insane. but i'd like to think he'd have one son; he'd possibly be the middle or youngest kid

—you and the kids love to play "hide the bucket hat" from dad. price puts on his grumpy old man act but he secretly loves it because it always ends up with him chasing you guys until you all collapse in a laughing heap on the carpet

—constantly dropping bad dad jokes like he's paid to do it 😭 kids are always looking at him with a mixture of pity, disappointment, and mild annoyance

"dad, i'm hungry."

"why hello, hungry. my name's dad."

"no, your name is john.

"...how do you know that 😐"

alejandro vargas

during the pregnancy/delivery

—always showing you off to LITERALLY everyone, especially his family

—always finds a way to bring up the fact that your pregnant in every single conversation with a stranger lololol

—if you're the first one in ale's family to be pregnant (which you very well may be because i headcanon him as the oldest child in his family heehee) prepare to be spoiled by his siblings and the rest of his family. you have enough gifted clothes for your kid to wear an entirely different outfit every day for a year i'm not even kidding

—very protective, but not in a controlling concerning way. it’s more so seeing you visibly pregnant with a ring that he put on your finger that gets him all riled up

—was driving like an actual mad man to get you to the hospital when you woke him up in the middle of the night and told him your water broke (and by "driving like a mad man", i mean he forgot to use his blinkers and ran one singualr stop sign lmfao)

—first time he got to hold his baby it was absolutely love at first sight. gives you the most tender kiss on the forehead to say "thank you"

random parenting moments

—if you have all girls he is SUCH a girl dad. i think out of all the boys, he's the one that i can say would 100% have all daughters. he's playing princesses, doing hair for school, letting the girls experiment with makeup on him, all the works.

—and he absolutely doesn't let those "oh you're trapped in a house with all of those girls poor you!" comments slide. like at all.

—"not trapped, just lucky." he always says (before glaring at the person once they turn around)

—tries so hard not to curse in front of his girls but fails 💀 swear jar is always full

—the idea that your girls can do and be anything they want is drilled in from day one. naturally, this means that ale is the biggest sports dad EVER. he's at every recital, every game, every showcase, every scrimmage– you name it, he's there if he can make it. whenever he can't be there, he's always doing two mandatory facetimes; a pep talk before the game, and a debrief after

—one non-negotiable? self-defense. signed up each of his girls for self defense classes when they each started middle school

—not overprotective by any means. i mean, he can definitely be protective at times, but he knows his girls can handle themselves (you two raised them, after all).

—takes saving for their quinces as seriously as saving for their college funds (as he should)

—secretly a huge disney fan. he's watching all the disney princess movies, pretending like he's doing it for his daughters, but he's really doing it for himself hehe. still whisper-yells everytime he watches snow white eat the poison apple 💀

roldofo “rudy” parra

during the pregnancy/delivery

—is literally the most gentle person with you ever and it’s so sweet :(( always willing to massage out any knots you have in your shoulders or neck

—does all your pregnancy exercises with you (even though he’s not the one delivering the baby lol) just so you won’t feel alone :)

—always down to cook whatever cravings you desire (or run out to the nearest grocery store or gas station to get them)

—he's already a pretty touchy person but it's amplified times 10 during your pregnancy. he can't keeps his hands off of you, especially your stomach

—his abuela is always on back, asking you if he's taking good care of you and scolding him if she's sees you so much as lifting a plate by yourself 💀

—when your baby was born, he was quite sensitive to the noises of the hospital, getting fussy and crying a bit whenever he heard doors closing and loud beeps and such. you noticed however, that when rudy was holding him whenever this happened, he never shushed him to keep him quiet. he would simply rock your son back and forth, whispering quietly to him about whatever was on his mind until the newborn would calm down. just witnessing this alone solidified the fact that you'd basically picked the perfect man to be the father of your children.

random parenting moments

—carries his kids everywhere when they're young, even when they can walk. he just loves holding them :(

—incredibly rational, even in the face of conflict. when your kids get to be teenagers and get into typical teenage trouble and whatnot, he sits down with you first to break down what happened and what an appropriate response would be. not a fan of reacting on emotion (which teenagers can make very tempting to do) , which is always appreciated by both you and the kids

—i think he'd have the biggest family out of all the boys; i'm thinking 4 at the very least, with more girls than boys

—takes birthday party planning seriously, even when they're little and won't remember it all

—lovesss cooking with his babies. he gets ‘em those little kiddie knives that are safe to use and teaches them the proper technique and everything

—very frantic whenever one of them gets sick. even if it’s the mildest headache or a slight upset stomach, he just hates seeing any of them in pain

—drop-off duty warrior. has a whole system in place to get all the kids into the car on time and he’s literally never been late. it’s honestly very impressive

—vicks vapor rub is the solution to everything. sore throat? vapor rub. headache? vapor rub. bad day? vapor rub. broken leg? vapor rub (jk) (not really)

könig

during the pregnancy/delivery

—if you have mood swings, könig has to try his absolute hardest not to panic right along with you. he knows that your hormones are giving you a hard time right now, so he really wants to be your rock through all of it (however, if you start crying out of nowhere, he'll probably definitely start panicking)

—once you start showing, he likes talking to the baby in german to "give them a head start" (his words not mine)

—also good luck with that delivery babes because that's gonna be a 10 pounder at LEAST 😭 high probability you're getting a c-section

—if there's any complications, especially with a c-section, best believe any shred of social anxiety is disappearing and he's running on pure adrenaline when he yells at tells the medical staff in the room that he refuses to watch you and his child die here

—was so thankful you two were both okay that his hands were shaking a little when he cut the umbilical cord

—holds his kid like they're made of glass because he's so big that he fears hurting them :(

random parenting moments

—when the kids finally get to the toddler stage, he's pumped. they can run now, and he absolutely loves chasing them. also the kids love to treat their dad like a tree, climbing him and dangling off his arms like he's a human swing, which has given you a mild heart attack more than once 😭

—loves reading to them every night before bed

—i’m thinking two kids for him; either a boy and a girl or two girls

—big fan of doing doing arts and crafts with them (your house is constantly covered in scraps of construction paper)

—also loves taking the kids to a local fairground where they can go on a bunch of rides, pet some animals at the petting zoo, and play games. könig is usually too tall to ride the rides comfortably (rip), but he doesn't mind. as long as the kids are having fun, that's all that matters to him!

—yearly trips to visit his mom and grandma in austria are an absolute must

—kids are always clinging to him during the colder months because he just radiates heat

—his homemade remedy: soup! the kids absolutely love the different soups that he makes and it always seems to make them feel better whenever they're under the weather :)

[kenny-the-ken]

My Brother's Best Friend PT 2

This was highly requested guys!! Thank you all so much for the love!! Keep those requests coming guys!! And remember, they don't all have to be for Kenny!!

Warnings!!: NSFW content, strong language, sexual references, mentions of drugs and alcohol. AGED UP CHARACTERS!

The dreaded talk had came, and Stan was not happy, he was infuriated. He felt betrayed, not only by one of his best friends since childhood, but by his own blood too! He couldn't believe that his twin sister was in bed with his best friend, and not just any friend, but Kenny fucking McCormick! Of all the guys in South Park, you chose Kenny. But why?

He couldn't wrap his head around it! His innocent little sister had been tainted by that asshole! He just knew it, Kenny would taint you, get you to fall in love with him, and then dip when he got bored of you. He was a player, he always had been, and Stan was going to prove it!

You hadn't seen your brother for two days, you decided against going home, you were with Kenny the entire time, staying in his parents home with him, and Kenny couldn't believe his eyes. His home was clean, much thanks to you, they had heating and electric for the first time in forever, and the fridge and freezer were full to the brim, you'd spent whatever money you could to help them out, and you were just happy to help. Kenny wasn't used to this, no other girl he'd been with had treated both him and his entire family so amazingly. Karen adored you, and you adored her right back.

Kenny loved domesticated life with you, his mind wandering about what day to day life would be like in the future with you. You were great with kids, so kind, loving, you would make an amazing mother some day, and oh how Kenny hoped you two could be parents together, a small smile on his face.

"What's got you smiling to yourself?" You asked, snapping Kenny from his thoughts as he rose from where he sat on the tattered old couch, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Just thinkin' about our future, babe." He said, and your cheeks flushed, placing a kiss on his lips and running a gentle hand through his fluffy blonde hair.

You were both torn from your loving gazes at each other as your phone began ringing loudly, and you pulled it from your back jeans pocket, sighing as you looked at the screen.

Incoming call from:

Stan 💀

"Do I answer?" You whispered to Kenny, as if Stan could already hear you talking.

"It's your call baby, but we can't avoid him forever, I guess." Kenny said, sitting back where he previously resided on the couch, and you sat beside him, answering on the phone and putting it on speaker.

"Y/n, where are you?" Stan asked, his words slightly slurred, he'd been drinking again.

"I'm in Kenny's. Are you drunk, Stan?" You asked, your tone laced with worry, Stan never knew when enough was enough when it came to alcohol.

"So what if I have? You fucked the biggest man whore in South Park who coincidentally was my BEST FRIEND!" He shouted down the phone, and Kenny took it from your grasp, taking a deep breath before talking.

"Stan, I've actually only slept with three girls, and yes, that's counting your sister! You want her to be happy but you're the only person upsetting her right now. If you think it's okay to scream down the phone at your sister, then you seriously need help dude." He said, his tone calm yet stern, he was standing up for you, and he didn't care who he had to stand up to, he wouldn't let anyone upset or hurt you, and that included your family.

"Help?! I need help?! So you aren't with my sister till the next slut walks along and gives you the eye then?! We've been friends forever, Kenny! You're a player and I am not going to let you hurt my sister! Y/n, I hate that it's had to come to this, but if you don't come home, I'm telling mom and dad where you really are." Stan said before hanging up the call.

You didn't realise you were crying till Kenny wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest and peppering gentle kisses all over your face.

"Shh, Princess, it's okay. No matter what happens we'll deal with this together, okay? They could move you to the other side of the world and I would still come and find you. You're like a drug, I'm completely addicted to you, I want to be with you forever, and if I need a slap from your mom and a punch from your dad to prove that no matter what I'll always be here, then so be it! You're like no one else I've ever known, you're my soul mate, baby. I promise I'll never ever hurt you." Kenny replied, running his hands through your long black hair as you tilted your face to capture his lips in a long kiss.

The walk to your home seemed shorter than usual, and Kenny had gave you one of his hoodies and a pair of his sweatpants to wear as you walked hand in hand together. You reached the front door, pausing as your hand hovered over the door handle, taking a deep breath before walking inside, Kenny following closely behind you.

"Oh darling, you're home!" Sharon said as she ran to you, giving you a long hug and a kiss on your forehead. "And hello, Kenny. What brings you here?" She asked, as your boyfriend unzipped his orange parka and pulled his hood down so he could be better understood when he spoke.

"Actually um... I came to talk to you and Mr Marsh." He said sheepishly. Your mother's eyebrow quirking as she simply nodded in response.

"You both sit, make yourselves at home! I'll go grab Randy." She said, scurrying off to search for wherever you dad was.

"I'm shiting bricks, babe." Kenny said, his hand resting softly on your thigh as you both sat close together on the couch.

"But we can't hide in the shadows forever. Plus Stan's a big cry baby! When he doesn't get his own way he always tells our parents, and then I get in trouble!" You said, burying your head in your hands, sighing in exasperation.

Kenny quickly moved his hand off of your thigh as your parents returned. "Hi dad." You said plainly, a small smile on your face.

"Hello, y/n. You disappeared for a few days to Wendy's, is everything okay?" Randy asked, his eyes scanning over both of you.

"I-I um... Mr and Mrs March, I'm gonna cut to the chase, you're both busy people and I don't want to waste any more of your time... your daughter has been with me the past few days. Stan found us together... in bed and, I guess I'm just rambling but, I want your blessing to keep dating your daughter. She really is a credit to both of you, she's incredibly kind, caring, she's selfless and loving and I really would be lost without her. Please, do we have your blessing?" Kenny asked, his face a dark shade of red as your parents sat wide eyed and open mouthed at both of you.

"How long has this been going on?" Randy asked, and you both averted his gaze, looking at each other.

"Six months, dad." You replied, playing with your hands, picking at your nail beds awaiting a response.

"I FOUND HIM BALLS DEEP IN HER, DAD!" Stan shouted as he made his way downstairs, and both of you swore that you felt both your hearts sink. Of course Stan had to ruin it.

"Do you love him y/n? Does he make you happy?" Your mom asked, a loving smile on her face as she completely ignored the shouts of your twin brother, raising her hand to alert him to shut it.

And you nodded, tears in your eyes. "He treats me like a Princess, mom. And Stan is referring to a few days ago, it was my first time and... he made it special, he made sure I was comfortable, I- I love him." You said as your mom rose from her chair, sitting beside you both and pulling you in for a hug.

"You're nearly eighteen darling, if Kenny makes you happy, then I'm happy! As long as you promise never ever to hurt my daughter, or I'm coming for you." She said, eyes looking to Kenny now as he nodded, a smile on his face.

"I swear to you, Mrs Marsh, I would be a fool to let her go."

"Well, Stan and I still aren't convinced." Your dad chirped in, your smiles fading as he stared at Kenny, and you swore if looks could kill, Kenny would be dead.

"Prove to me that you're worthy of being with my daughter. I'll watch closely how you treat her, what you say and do to her, and if you meet my expectations, then I won't say anything more about it." He said, before rising from his seat, he and Stan leaving the room, gossiping between each other like two stroppy children.

"Why don't you stay with Kenny for a few days, let me talk to your dad and smooth things over, and I'm sure he'll accept your relationship. As for Stan, that may take a little longer. He's extremely protective over y/n." Your mother spoke, and you nodded.

"I'm just gonna grab a few things from my room and then I'll be right back." You said, quickly running upstairs to pack some clothes and a few other things in your backpack.

"I promise, Mrs Marsh, I'm here for the long haul, I wanna make y/n my wife some day. I really do love her." Kenny said, and your mother smiled placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm glad to hear that, Kenny. And please, call me Sharon." She smiled warmly as you came speeding back downstairs.

"Ready to go, darling?" Kenny asked, taking your hand in his and pressing a kiss to your forehead as you nodded in response.

"I'll text you, mom. And thank you, for everything." You said, giving your mom a quick hug before reconnecting hands with Kenny and leaving before Stan or your dad realised you were both leaving.

When you both got back to Kenny's it was eerily quiet, only Karen being in the house, she wasn't old enough to be left alone, she was only eleven, and Kenny swore he was ready to lose his shit, how dare his parents leave his little sister on her own?!

He said he was gonna quickly jump into the shower and then he'd get Karen ready for bed, and you said that you'd help. The younger girl smiled at you as you opened your bag, pulling a pair of pyjamas, you had them for years but never wore them, and you knew Karen would love them, they had little white dogs all over them and they were a dark purple all over.

"Are these for me?" Karen asked, her eyes lighting up as you nodded.

"You like them?" You asked and she nodded happily, running to her bedroom to get changed before reappearing in the living room, a large smile on her face as she ran to you, giving you a tight hug.

"I'm so glad my brother is dating an angel." She said, and your heart swelled at the little girls reactions. She was unbelievably cute, and she deserved so much better than what her parents gave her, so did Kenny.

When Kenny finally appeared from the shower, wearing nothing but boxers and sweatpants he smiled at both of you, before looking at Karen.

"Where'd you get those?" He asked, and Karen pointed to you, a large smile on her face.

"Your angel girlfriend!" She said, as she did a little spin. "Don't I look cute?" She sang as Kenny nodded, laughing gently. "You look adorable as usual, Karen. Now come on, it's your bedtime." He said as she nodded, giving both of you a hug and making her way to her bedroom.

"Goodnight!" She shouted, and you both replied back to her, wishing her sweet dreams.

And as you both sat aimlessly watching television, you could feel Kenny shift on the couch, loving himself closer to you, you knew what he wanted, Kenny had suppressed six months of horniness for you by jacking off to photos of you, and now he had been in your pussy, his hand just wouldn't cut it. You two had slept together a few times from he took your virginity that night, but tonight, Kenny was gonna test your limits, and he smirked, his hand roughly gripping your thigh as he leaned in to place feathery kisses down your cheek, then your neck, his hand moving from your thigh, to the hem of his hoodie that drowned your small body as he slid his hand up to your breast, his fingers teasing your already hardened nipple, making you gasp.

"Not wearing a bra today, baby?" He mewled into your ear, before connecting his lips to yours, pulling you to sit straddling him, both his hands now teasing both your nipples, your breath catching in the back of your throat.

"Thought I'd save you the hassle of having to take it off anyway." You replied, kissing him once more, your make out session heating up by the second.

"I wanna try something new tonight, baby girl. That okay?" Kenny asked, a groan leaving his mouth as you ground your clothed cunt against his painfully hard cock, and that was all the confirmation Kenny needed.

"You wanna cockwarm me?" He asked, as you pulled away from your kiss, you looking at him in confusion.

"I- I'm too innocent to know what that means, Ken."

"You just let keep my dick warm in that warm, tight little pussy of yours. Think you can do it for me, baby?" Kenny whispered in your ear and you nodded in response, your cheeks burning, Kenny was so good at talking dirty, but you didn't know how. Tonight you were going to try something else new, and hopefully it would have a good effect on Kenny too.

Kenny took your hand, leading you to his bedroom as he sat himself on the edge of his bed, patting his knee signalling for you to take a seat. And you did as you were asked, climbing on to his lap, your arms wrapped around his neck, and Kenny's lips were glued to your neck the second you sat down, pressing wet kisses and small nips to your neck, quickly pulling your hoodie off your body, his eyes gleaming when he was able to then unclasp your bra and let it fall down your arms, as he threw it to the far side of his bedroom.

"That's better." Kenny replied, a cheeky grin on his face as he took one of your hardened nipples into his mouth, suckling gently and earned a soft sigh of pleasure from you. His other hand was attached to your other breast as he gave that nipple just as much attention. He moved his mouth to between your breasts, his head completely surrounded by your tits as he sucked a dark purple hickey on your smooth, pale skin, small moans escaping your mouth.

"Stand up and strip for me, baby." Kenny ordered and leaned back, still sitting up half way, his hands propping him up on the bed as he watched you take your sweatpants off and then your pale pink panties, your pussy already soaked for your boyfriend.

"You really are literal perfection, Princess." Kenny cooed and pulled his own sweatpants and boxers off, his cock springing free from its clothed cage.

"You don't look too bad yourself, Ken." You replied as you made your way back over to him, sitting back on his lap, and you could feel his cock twitch in anticipation. He couldn't wait to be inside you. Lining his cock up with your dripping hole, he slid into you, your head falling back, a moan leaving your puffy red lips. Kenny had a grip like a vice on your hips, pulling you down to sit fully on his cock.

"You like that?" He hummed, a smirk on his face, running his hands through your hair before giving it a rough tug, pulling your head backwards to expose your neck as he licked a long stripe from between your tits right up the front of your throat.

"Yeah, yeah I do like that. But not as much as you'll like this." You responded, a naughty glint in your eyes as you rose your hips upwards and then back down again on Kenny's cock, a moan escaping both of you.

"Oh, so that's how we're gonna play it?" Kenny smirked, bucking his hips up into you as his cock managed even deeper inside you, your eyes welling with tears of pleasure.

"I'm in charge here, baby. And don't you ever forget it, understood?" Kenny replied, lips against your breast, leaving another purple bruise to the growing collection he had already given you.

You were both ravenous for each other, your lips crashing together as your ground your hips down on Kenny's cock, moans leaving both of you, as his hand reached around your throat, applying a small amount of pressure, a small gasp escaping you in response. You never knew choking was one of your turn ons, until now.

"Want me to fuck you like a dirty whore?" Kenny whispered into your ear, another moan leaving you. You thought it was impossible to be any hornier than you already were, but somehow Kenny made you the horniest you'd ever been, and you nodded sheepishly in response to his question.

"Use your words, baby girl. I asked you a question." Kenny said, his hand tightening a little more around your throat as you gasped out as best as you could.

"P-Please, Ken." And he smirked, removing his hand from your throat to grip your breast, giving it a rough squeeze.

"Please what baby?" He pressed further, knowing that you were growing impatient, he could feel your walls pulsating around his agonisingly hard cock.

"P-Please fuck me, Kenny, please!" You pleaded with him, and he scooped you up from where you sat on his lap, holding you tightly around the waist, your legs on either side of his body as he pinned you against the wall, before roughly starting to fuck into you.

Your moans were sinful, and Kenny swore he would remember them in every lifetime, your cunt was dripping for him, and he needed more of you, and you needed more of him too, every single inch he had to offer you.

You were both coated in a thin layer of sweat as he kept up his merciless pace, his head buried between your tits due to the angle he was fucking you. Kenny wasn't bothering to be quiet anymore, his low moans and groans mingling with your own high pitched cries for him.

"C-Can I cum, Kenny?" You moaned out, and he nodded, panting and moaning himself.

"Cut for me, slut." Was all you needed to hear as you let yourself go, your orgasm crashing around you as your pussy tightened, moaning your lovers name over and over and pulling Kenny into his own orgasm, he gave a few hard, sloppy thrusts into you before you felt his load fill you up both of you moaning out for each other, both of your panting, sweating messes.

Kenny gently say you down on the bed, running to the bathroom to grab you a towel to clean yourself up, and he cleaned himself up too, before pulling on his boxers and laying beside you.

You just about managed to pull your panties on and throw on one of Kenny's tees before cuddling into your partners side.

"That was incredible, Ken. I love you." You whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, and he returned your kiss back, his touch now so gentle compared to mere moments ago.

"It was, baby. I love you too." Kenny said, his arms tightly wrapped around your small frame, both of you slowly beginning to drift off into dreamland together.

Sorry it took a while guys!! I've had a lotta things going on lately, but I hope you guys enjoy this!! I've lots more requests coming out!!

[dielitttt]

Astro Observations💖 pt.12

Bella (695) in Virgo people can usually have this down set type of eyes that look very calm, and can have some type of miniature feature to them (This can apply to Gemini in Bella as well). They can have this very tall figure or long figure to their appearance sometimes.

Lilith in 3h people may have finished school early or their education might have been very confusing/messy. They may have had issues with their phones n stuff like that too or still do?

i think when it's a 12h day(s) in transits you can start to feel very mentally and physically tired, as well as find out hidden things. You can feel deprived and I've also seen to wear lighter colors during that time. You can also get into spirituality even more. (this may be inaccurate)

Scorpio stellium men can be very impulsive and have very intense emotions. They take little things very deeply, these are the type of people who will take jokes seriously sometimes. They could also have this aggressive dominating energy to them aswell. This could be the complete opposite for some people tho

I've seen a lot of siblings to have similar placements for ex; me and my brother have mercury 9h as well as venus 8h

Neptune 4h people tend to have families or mothers that go into spirituality or very Neptune-related things, and if negatively aspected it can also have the downsides of it. Hidden family secrets, Their household can be very unusual, Insecurity in household/childhood.

4h venuses usually look back at the memories they had with past significant others, they usually stick with people who are familiar and make them feel at home. They keep who they like private sometimes, they are close with family. They try and keep things calm and avoid confrontation. They may also be very dependent on those they love or partners 😭

Cancer chiron ppl have huge wounds revolving family and maybe their mother 👀

People with Moon-Uranus negative aspects usually have these imbalance of emotions and how they feel can be very messy. They can be prone to doing impulsive things when their in their feelings, and they also can have mood swings that go around very fast. They get distracted but also bored easily, so anything new they have their attention will leave whatever they had before and forget abt it 💀.

I’ve seen dark moon Lilith in Aquarius people to feel like or have a mother that cared more about other people then them and to crave that attention or help that they didnt get from their mother.

People with a lot of masculine signs in their chart can have alot of masculine figures or energy revolving in their life

I’ve seen people with Jupiter 11h can have a lot of Sagittarius/Pisces friends or Atleast know people who have these placements.

Jupiter 3h people usually give off this big sibling energy or have alot of siblings from what I’ve seen

The stereotype that Leo moons are always self centered, have the attention all to themselves, and think the world revolves around them is untrue tbh, cause most of them either are that or the complete opposite . Not every placement anyone has that has leo is gonna make them self centered or selfish

Pisces mercury people always changing the subject so quickly and can have this nervous fast tone when their talking

people with major negative aspects to the mc can have lot of issues with what they do as a career as well as even managing one.

From what I’ve seen most 7h Neptune people attract partners who are nice at first but are completely negative and deceiving after a while, creating this illusion and mask over who they truly are to them. They dream about marriage and relationships they can not pursue. They also may like or attract people with drug problems or that do "bad" things maybe?

Venus 3h synastry are the type of pair who would laugh over anything together and Can have hour long conversions about the most stupidest things ever 😭😭

People with ceres in 9h or Sagittarius May have had a parent who was very absent either emotionally, physically, and mentally or maybe very distant with them, (sometimes the father).

Your placements or your dominant signs/placements can show how or what type of tattoos you would get for ex; My mom has prominent cancer placements and has tattoos that are soft, people with a lot of Scorpio placements might impulsively get tattoos but still has some significant meaning to them.

I've seen alot of people with venus trine asc have this pointy chin when smiling but idk if its just me who sees that

(I’ve been on a very long hiatus and might go back to it. I’ve also noticed I have 1000 followers on here!!) ☺️

[dnpbeats]

Earlier today, you said if they weren't together, they would have said so by now. But they have actually said it multiple times. I know they were in the closet for most of those times, which makes sense, but even now, they still emphasize that point, especially Phil. So, if we were to ''analyse'' their words in the literal sense, they're not together, which I think undermines your argument.

technically speaking I said I think they should say they aren't together and then I followed it up by saying it's not fair of me to say that lol. but I still wanna respond to your ask bc imo I don't think they have emphasized them not being together in recent years

let me preface this by saying that I was gone for a hot minute so I might not be up-to-date on like everything either of them has said about their relationship status since coming out, but im not aware of them emphasizing that they aren't together since coming out. I personally am not going to consider anything either of them said pre-coming out as anything of worth (that sounds mean I don't mean it like that 😭) just because, as you said, it makes sense why they would deny their supposed relationship when they weren't out

since coming out, ive only heard either of them say they won't talk about their person lives and then of course all of dan's avoidant interview answers when it comes to the topic. in BIG after dan said he and phil were in a relationship when they first met he says:

"And I bet so many people wanna know so much more about that which, honestly, I take as a compliment. But here’s the thing. I’m somebody that wants to keep the details of my personal life private. So is Phil." so like, to me, in this instance he could've easily made the point that they aren't together anymore, but he didn't. taking what dan says at face value he is not telling us anything about their relationship status, he's not confirming or denying. then in "answering questions I would normally avoid" Phil responds to the question about his current dating life with:

"I don't wanna open the door to my private life to millions of people. Because I think that door is quite a hard one to close. And everyone would have an opinion. And everyone would somehow feel involved in my personal life. And I like to keep that kinda thing offline." which again he could've just said "im not dating anyone." I guess that doesn't apply if he was dating another person that wasn't dan lmao, but even so like. Phil isn't dumb. he knows that the person asking that wants to know if he is dating dan, so he could've just not answered the question or been like "I don't wanna talk about that but I know what you're thinking dan and I aren't together" or smth yk? lol

and then with all of dan's interview answers, he dodged labeling his and phil's relationship every time he was asked about Phil. he could've just been like "yes my friend Phil who im perfectly normal about" but instead he's out here talking about "who the fuck knows what we are" and being tortoises yk 💀😭 like no he is not confirming they are together but again he isn't outright denying it either. (also to clarify ik they do call each other friends but I don't count that as an outright denial bc like, it isn't a lie that they are best friends.) so even when you analyze what they say or take their comments at face value I don't think there's anything (that I've seen) since 2019 that is them emphasizing that they aren't together

[autisticlancemcclain]

thank u @zenstrike for the tag <333333333 i see ur mic and i'm elated about it

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

185! but i haven't updated in like a week and a half so we're probably closer to 190

2. what’s your total ao3 word count?

556,104. i am very excited to watch it jump up when i finally finish my longfic teehee

3. what fandoms do you write for?

literally just voltron lol. well not counting baby me's wattpad lol. i started writing almost two years ago and just went ham basically. i've been intentionally avoiding things that i know i will get hyperfixated on bc i don't want to stop my writing obsession lol

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

ooooou i'm excited to check. i know it's changed quite a bit over time. i usually sort them by hits!

i will grind you to sand (beneath my louboutin heels) [voltron, 2573 words]: bamf lance fic where i give him a revolver and let him go ham basically

mr. snuggles [voltron, 1656 words]: one of my very earliest fics! lance, lover of weirdo animals, finds a demonic cat-sized spider and adopts it despite his friend's freakouts

he might not look like he gets bitches (but honey that dick was eleven inches) [voltron, 1136 words]: this one is so dorky lol but it's just secret relationship klance coming to light in the most embarrassing possible way

does anyone know where the love of god goes (when the waves turn the minutes to hours) [voltron, 4283]: a canon divergence au where lance is a seer and convinces the skeptics on his team of his abilities by ending the war

this is the part of me that you're never gonna ever get away) [voltron, 3262 words]: a lance & shiro hurt/comfort with a small autistic lance character study! i'm very proud of this one

5. do you respond to comments?

i definitely do on tumblr! it's one of the first things i do when i wake up actually. on ao3, though...i'm pretty sure i have about eight hundred unanswered comments sitting in my inbox 💀 it's an ongoing issue

6. what’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i'm almost sure it's this post-game show lance leaving fic, because i got comments and asks for weeks begging me to write a happy ending lol. but this fic from the hana universe, from when keith is little and shiro is fighting for custody and they haven't figured things out yet. that one is sad. this dream pov adashi fic is also sad and has no happy ending bc, you know. shiro is in space and adam thinks he's dead and everything. my loneliest series is also still in progress and as such there is no happy ending. and this is my earliest angsty-ending fic with MCD

7. what’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oh god pretty much everything i write has a happy ending?? if i’m being serious?? frankly i don’t do a lot of linear plot. i just write Scenes that are vaguely connected. BUT my h2o fic had a plot that ended happily, as did my cowboy fic, but truly i’m more of a slice of life kinda gal. all my active wips are plot-driven, though, and i plan for all of them to end happily.

8. do you get hate on fics?

oh god yeah. i get it on brown eyed lance, autistic lance, adhd keith, allura just in general (are you sensing a pattern), my refusal to use readmores, and lately just some demands for me to write differently/more?? most of it is just funny so i post it to goof on it lol, but some of it i just delete and pout about until i forget about it 💀

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

yes and it’s nasty and i will literally never ever post it. although i guess i’ve written some softer stuff that’s more allusion than anything, like in my loneliest series.

10. do you write crossovers? what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not anymore, but i did when i was a kid?? i think i wrote a pjo/hoo/divergent/the mortal instruments/homestuck/a bunch of other shit fic when i was 13. i’ve successfully blocked that era out of my mind tho so i’m not sure. i do a lot of insane aus, tho. i wrote a fic based off a country song written in the sixties. so.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

i’ve had people write continuations of my wips?? which i didn’t rly like. i just ignored it.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

someone has asked me about translating a fic before! haven’t heard anything since tho.

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

i have tried. i’m not very good at it. i have very Specific ideas about things and can be very controlling, so it’s honestly better that i don’t lol.

14. what’s your all-time favorite ship?

klance, easy. been in the trenches of this goddamn fandom since i was 13 years of age. it’s been a Journey.

15. what’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

god, the butterfly effect. i get people asking me to update all the time and i genuinely feel bad, because i have absolutely no ideas or plans for it. i might try to come up with an ending of some kind?? but i wrote that like two years ago, so i have changed a LOT about my writing since then.

16. what are your writing strengths?

dialogue and humour, i think. and sometimes writing lack of emotional communication (if that makes sense — i like to try and write around an emotion).

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

i over explain a lot. and i overuse dialog ur tags sometimes. i have a Very Specific scene playing out in my head and i want everyone else to see it like i’m seeing it, which is my downfall a lot. i’ve been trying to work on implicit stage directions.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i think sometimes it’s necessary? it can be a good tool for humour, like with cussing that can’t be achieved in english. but while i understand and read several languages i have always always struggled to speak or write in them. it’s very frustrating so i often avoid the subject entirely lol.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

i’ve been writing fanfic in my head since before i knew what it was, but i started typing things at around 11 when i used to homestuck roleplay with my friends lol. messy messy times.

20. favorite fic you’ve ever written?

oh i am my own target audience. i have several.

i need a man (who’s patient and kind): keith-centric post canon (divergence) fic where lance takes him to his family and keith is good with kids and just keith being loved is the whole point. always.

what if i lose it all: an alternate universe where lance, as a baby, loses both his parents, and then is raised by his oldest siblings. in luis’ pov.

when does a ripple become a tidal wave (when does the reason become the flame): brogane fight & angst canon divergence post season 6; covering shiro’s guilt complex and keith’s unwavering loyalty

he’s into superstitions (black cats and voodoo dolls): halloween verse with witch lance and vampire keith! i have barely spoken about this au on here but rest assured i’m thinking about it all the fucking time

the applebee’s universe: modern au with young keith and lance learning how to love each other

ceilings (plaster): non-linear dream-like fic that’s just so trippy and strange i’m obsessed with it

if the sky comes falling down (for you) there’s nothing in this world i wouldn’t do: a keith character study about how the biggest bleeding heart in the universe loves

the hana universe: brogane-centric universe as their family starts rocky and grows

thank u again for the tag zen <33 open offer for anyone else who would like to hop on!!

[nectar-cellar]

HIIII

i'm sorry for my absence in posts and replies, life has just been hectic lately & ive been feeling crappy 😭

first of all, thank you very much for the response on the night drive story posts, as an avoidant writer it means a lot 🥺💖

i felt motivated to write more, so this weekend i worked on my Amir x Dani Smut Story #2. i was looking at all my cc projects and just feeling very bleugh about them so i decided to take a break from that.

i went thru my google drive and i realized i wrote this smut draft one year ago. my brain is fully rotted by my ocs at this point. since i can never make things simple for myself, i had to write an Angsty Emotional Plot for it as well. no they can't just get straight to fucking, that would be too easy. 🙄

i got about 50% of the scenes done (intro and foreplay). i'm really happy with how it's coming along because i got all hot and bothered while taking the pictures so i must be on the right path. i just have to do the rest of the scenes... and then do some post-editing and cutting unnecessary pics... then rewrite the script to fit the captions... 💀

i ended up fully decorating amir's sunset valley rental apartment so hopefully this week i can take some pictures and give you a tour of his place.

here's a preview of some of the steamy pics i've gotten so far, as a thank you for bearing with me. nothing explicit......... i'll save that for pillowfort.

i don't want to give away too much of what happens but basically umm it's another fantasy from amir's perspective. he gets kinky in this one and you'll find out... what... he... enjoys 😭

[ratcandy]

(Sending this in an ask so I don't spam you with four different comments on your disability post. 💀 No need to reply. Just getting this out there.)

*dumps*

I'm seriously dealing with this right now.

Working on a fic with a potentially disabled robot character. It's not explicitly stated in game, but it is implied.

As a chronically ill person, I really want to lean into it, explore it, and show that the character is loveable and awesome as a disabled person. That there's more to him than what's disabling him without minimizing the impact it has on his life. Because I would want that to be said about me.

But like. He's a robot.

There's no resources available to fix him (LITERALLY fix him. As a robot) where he's located, so his disability is plausible in-game. But if I'm exploring what happens after, where he leaves his current location, the thought of fixing him comes up. There'd probably be resources available in this other place.

I don't want to fix him. I think it would send the wrong message. But also. Not fixing him might send a wrong message too. It might put blame on him, by making it where the only thing keeping him from getting "better" is himself, you know? Implying that he would get "better" if he just let himself get better.

I would really hate for that to be the takeaway from the fic. It's a really crappy way of thinking, and I've had to face similar accusations myself.

So I'm in a bit of an uncanny valley right now.. Not sure what to do about it.

Excuse me for the ramble. I just think it's neat that you posted this when I started really focusing on the issue. Is this a sign. What does it mean for me.

Anyway. The disability removal trope in media has always rubbed me the wrong way with its harmful implications, and it's uncomfortably common. :( Glad to know I'm not the only one who feels that way.

Okay I'm done. Thanks.

I saw this ask, looked up from my phone in deep thought, went on a whole spiel out loud about it, and then promptly forgot it came from an ask buT I"M HERE NOW, and I wiLL reply because. I think I could maybe offer some thoughts

...And it turns out I have Many Thoughts.

I don't know this robot character you're messing with or to what extent he'd "need" repairs, but I feel there's a few easy questions to ask first before you could decide whether it's a good option for the story! Better, have him Himself grapple with these questions and allow him agency in the decision (aka: Whatever you do, don't force it on him sdhgk)

Since I don't know what disability this robot's got, let's just say he's got an arm that's totally dead. Just can't be used. But just popping it off wouldn't be easy due to the mechanics going on, and perhaps the damage goes further than just the arm.

He's already learned to adapt to how that arm sits. He's learned to balance with the weight of it, knows how to avoid bumping it into things, is totally accustomed to just using one arm.

Now, suddenly, he's in a situation with high-tech engineers who could replace that arm no problem and make it work just as it always did.

Now he's got to ask himself,

"Do I want to?" I mean, obvious question, but really. If he's totally happy with how he lives, not despite his disability but just With It, then what would necessarily be the point of going through a whole procedure? And even if he's not totally happy, but only mildly inconvenienced at best now that he's adapted, is going through with a Robot Surgery and all the struggles of adapting with a new arm worth it?

"Would I be able to adapt to having two arms again?" Depending on how long he's had his disability for, this could be amplified by a lot. If it's been almost his entire life with the disability, having another arm again would be almost totally foreign. He'd have to re-balance himself without the weight, get used to the feeling of electricity circulating on that side of him, learn how to control that arm again, go through whatever the robot equivalent of physical therapy is, and that's IF the arm replacement goes 100% right. Which is another thing...

"What's the chance that the replacement doesn't work?" Assuming he's not given a perfect solution that just will totally work no questions asked, there's always a chance it just won't work. The body may not accept a new arm, the damage may have spread too far and any replacements would have to go further than just the arm, and would he be comfortable with that? And what if it not only doesn't work, but instead makes it worse? Would jamming a new arm into a damaged socket just spread the damage further?

If you want to lean real far into the robot aspect, have an existential crisis but Ship of Theseus style, especially if there's a lot of integral parts that would need repairs. Yknow, the whole "if I replace all the parts of a ship, is it still the same ship?" but in this case, Robot.

Also, from a writer perspective... one of the reasons suddenly curing a disability is seen is Not Great is especially notable in cases where the disability was caused by an injury (as opposed to being born with it). Because then there's likely trauma attached to it. There's trauma that the person/character has had to work through, accept, and learn to move on with. And that's not easy, especially depending on the severity of the disability.

And once they've gone on that journey to live with and embrace their disability, gone through the massive life changes and mental adjustments that are required to proceed with life, suddenly providing a cure will make that journey seem... like it had moot point, kind of.

It'd be like. I dunno, say Character A's ancestor did a bad thing. And they spend the whole story grappling with that bad thing their ancestor did that they had no control over. Near the end of the story they learn to accept it, vow to be better than that ancestor, whatever. Only for the story to end by going "Surprise! That ancestor never did it at all, they were framed! Your bloodline is innocent! Hurray!"

Does that make sense? Suddenly there was no point to any of that. It damages the story As Well as having less than ideal implications.

ANd my last point ....... About the "the only thing keeping him from getting 'better' is himself, you know? Implying that he would get 'better' if he just let himself get better."

I mean... putting aside any implication that being disabled is somehow "lesser" than not being disabled, as I doubt that was your intention,

Again, it mostly depends on the extent of the disability. Is he gonna die without it being fixed? Is he in utterly horrific agony that he's screaming about the entire time while the button for a cure is in front of his face?

Because even THEN, "how will I manage when suddenly NOT disabled" is a question that's gotta be asked and addressed. It might be the totally reasonable decision to have him take a cure, but the Ramifications of sudden curing have gotta be acknowledged, especially if he's been disabled for a while.

Is he choosing to hurt for the sake of hurting, or is it due to being scared/uncertain of what a life not hurting looks like?

OR, if this disability hardly bothers him, then... like. Again. It would make sense to NOT want to go through all the steps to get it repaired if it could just cause more problems. Say it's as something as small as an annoying twitch. Like, say his hands twitch a lot, perhaps even shake. But he's used to it. It's been years and it's just part of how he is now. He doesn't necessarily care to get it fixed, because it's... just part of him. At that point, it'd just be weird to see him as "keeping himself from getting better," because he's... fine? Relatively?

I dunno. For that question I guess it mostly depends on Is He Happy Right Now/is he content with his disability already. Because yea, if he is content, like... who cares if he doesn't fix it. Even if it's more severe like the whole non-functioning arm idea I mentioned earlier. Or hell maybe he's totally paralyzed! Hasn't walked for years! Found other means of mobility and has learned to adapt to it! Is totally happy while being paralyzed! Not mentioning how complicated the ''adapting to suddenly not being disabled anymore'' becomes with something as complex as that If he doesn't mind it too much, then.......... why go through all that trouble if he's Fine, right? Who is being hurt by that?

anyway. That was a really long post. I hope my rambles??? Help you at all with that?? I mean like I said in my original post there can be totally innocent reasons to "cure" a disability in a story, it just has to be handled with care and sensitivity. Give the character some amount of agency in it!

...yknow, like. So long as you're not going down the "i'm so miserable with my disability it's either i get cured or i die" route. because . u know. I don't need to explain why that's not great hopefully sdghKSLJDGH

OK ENOUGH RAMBLING!!!!!!! this gave me many thoughts about robot disability, something I do not typically think about

[mrhowells]

Smallville 4x22

Can't say I feel sorry for Genevieve bc that woman was nasty but Lana just got another thing added to the huge pile of trauma she already had😬

oh hey Lex, so what happened here was-

bunnyyyyy💕

"I had this one last week, really scary. This... guy wearing a red cape." "Wow, that sounds horrible Lois."

I can't do this they're so?????

STOP HAVING EYE SEX IN FRONT OF THE PARENTS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

I'mskSJkslKSL Jonathan's face kills me

Mr. and Mrs. Kent, I just wanted to say thanks for everything. You guys are like the Mom and Dad I've always wanted to have.

Lois bby🥺😭😭

"Lois, we want you to know that you are welcome back here any time."

"Actually-" "We'll all miss you, Lois."

SHUSH Clark, we're having a moment here😭

blushing kicking my feet

"Oh, come on Clark, your future is laid out right in front of you. You're gonna go to community college, major in agriculture, probably minor in law enforcement. And then you and Lana are gonna have a nice little church wedding."

I can't😭

He's such a menace around her it's EVERYTHING

"Even if I could spell, the last thing I'd wanna do is spend my time in a newsroom. With my luck, I'd probably end up across the desk from the most bumbling reporter on the masthead."

OMFGSAHSAJDKHA

so much eye contact I'm going insane

If you hear faint screaming in the distance, that's me I'm losing it

CLARK YOU CAN'T LOOK AT HER LIKE THAT AND EXPECT ME TO BE NORMAL ABOUT IT I'M FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE HERE

i already know I'm going to hit the media upload limit and have to delete stuff, ugh😭

this episode is feeding me so well

my beautiful family😭😭😭 they raised me actually, true story

"Because you have a way of getting things in half the time a normal person gets things done." "And I'm not normal?"

Chloe really didn't do this one on purpose but OUCH😬

Lois with her "the general said/ taught me..."🥹

now tell me why this interaction fills me with so much joy😭

I love them so much it makes me look stupid

CLARK WILL U STOP BLAMING YOURSELF JESUS STOOOOP

✨and then I paused the episode and didn't continue until over a month later, my brain is wired like that I fear✨

Jor El is so unserious I'm sorry, if he wasn't so vague and cryptic all the time a lot of messes could've been avoided🤡

I just imagine the actual Jor El watching this go down in the afterlife and facepalming so hard

Clark is sad = I'm sad, it's the law

Lana giving Clark the stone without even removing the blood first lol

I feel so bad for her😭 I swear whoever made the plot decisions on this show got off on Lana being in pain and I'm getting more and more angry on her behalf.

and that's on good instincts

(I've seen people say that Lana going to Lex instead of Clark after killing Genevieve is further proof that she doesn't trust Clark at all and it's like... how tf was Clark going to help her in this situation???😭 I agree that Lana and Clark have trust issues ad infinitum but in this case she just did the logical thing, come on now)

I have to respect this man for the level of unhinged he's reached, truly

Lois is so cool😩 Once again I am free on Saturday-

"Before you leave this earth I want you to know... you did create the son you always wanted."

Lionel when I get my hands on you

NUH UH JASON YOU TOUCH MARTHA ALL BETS ARE OFF

I need Lex to chill and stop manhandling Lana & Chloe please and thank you💀 He's joining the unhinged club

Martha & Jonathan against Jason?? Yes please I love fights between people without powers or martial arts training

🎶somebody save meeeeeee🎶

the way Chloe pushed Lex against the cave wall was hilarious I'm sorry

Fortress bestie we're almost hereee🥳

:(((((

Lois is sad = I'm sad, again, those are the rules

seeing the only place she ever considered a permanent home getting completely destroyed, IT'S A LOT. This whole episode was a lot.

And let's not even get started on Lana JESUS CHRIST. Smallville writers I think we need to sit down and have a conversation about her because WTF?

I don't even care that the witch plot was wacky and Jason's character arc was really badly executed, this season was so much fun.

[v-anrouge]

UGIGIUGI APOLOGY POST (that doesn't actually apologize for shit lmfao)

this is hopefully the last post ill be making about this because finally she decided to do something other than ignore everything so i thought this is a good way to end the situation officially

so yeah fandom drama down below just scroll if u don't enjoy seeing things like this

i apologize for any english mistakes or any errors in this post my tumblr and keyboard are very silly goofers

let's start this off by saying that ugigiugi already started this shit wrong because she posted that apology while all sorts of contact anyone could have with her was cut down which means she doesn't actually care if she's forgiven or not she just wants to get away with her shit

now onto the screenshots

the apology post already starts off wrong cuz how the fuck do you apologize and then say the things you're apologizing for are only accusations like bro?? make this make sense and not only that but IMMEDIATELY after posting the apology she already started throwing excuses the

"I've seen worse" excuse DOES NOTHING, it doesn't fucking matter if you've seen worse that doesn't make it okay it never did its seriously hilarious to me how a person that is almost 30 really thought that this was an good thing to post on a post that was supposed to be apologizing for her MULTIPLE disgusting actions. also i don't fucking care if japanese "culture" is full of hentai girl you're Italian not japanese and this is happening in the fucking english fandom😭😭 and don't act like people don't criticize the multiple fucked up things about japan porn industry EVERYONE does, once again your attempt to excuse yourself makes absolutely no sense. stop fucking acting like this whole situation isn't people asking your ALMOST 30 ass to take accountability and fucking delete the art u made with the tweels because your oc is fucking 26 and the tweels are 17. if your art was in an aged up au things would've been very different but instead for some reason you thought it would be a good idea to age yourself down a few years, still keep it illegal, and make pedophilic porn between a 26 year old and 2/3 17 year olds, you're acting as if ppl calling u out were a little grouo that randomly decided to start attacking and harassing you for no reason when the reality is people just wanted for you to apologize for your mistakes but instead you kept avoiding the situation which made the whole thing get worse, the size of this mess is entirely YOUR fault because if you had apologized and moved on with your life people would've stayed quiet instead u decided to act like a oppressed victim being cyber bullied

once again you hit us with the failed attempts to excuse yourself, idk what goes on with people but the minute yall enter the internet u guys expect to get away with everything u do and the moment someone calls you out yall immediately start acting like you're getting harassed attacked hunted down being chased down the streets like bro no💀 idk if this is an america thing or what but i feel like some of you just completely forget the concept of "owning up to your mistakes and accepting getting called out because that is the way you learn and grow as person"

the second argument is also a fail because 1- that doesn't excuse shit 2- you could've aged them up.

the transphobia thingy i wont be commenting because me personally i gave never seen the screenshots of you being transphobic but what the fuck does yaoi have to do with it 💀

i also don't understand that politics part idk why it's being brought up idk what the fuck that anon is on but it's really fucking weird

the last part genuinely made me laugh because of how pathetic it is 😭😭 you're acting like you're being attacked unfairly by a bunch of 12 year olds for idk stealing a crayon when in reality you called poor people annoying and said that working to survive is embarassing and people that do so have no self respect, compared poor people TO SLAVES. copied MULTIPLE artists never gave credit WHATSOEVER and made pedophilic porn. second of all you DID NOT apologize 💀💀💀 this whole post is you trying to have a "gotcha" moment trying (and failing miserably) to come up with excuses to try an seem like a better person and you think you apologized cuz u started this joke of a post with "i apologized"

i don't think i need to repeat myself on how you're acting like the victims but it really shows the type of person you are when you actively ignore your mistakes try to delete evidence cut of all sorts of interaction with the ppl except those who are foolish enough to defend you and act like all of your actions weren't bad at all and you shouldn't be held accountable, you know what's childish ugigiugi? turning off asks, comments and reblogs so that you can finally escape the very valid claims with proof everyone has of you because you can't accept the fact that you are in fact a bad person, that's embarassing, you call us childish and say that ppl attacking you aren't mature yet you're almost 30 and running away from your mistakes crying and sobbing acting like the victim of the situation

1/10 apology - didn't actually apologize for shit brought up stupid arguments to try and excuse herself, gets a point simply because it was funny how bad this is

[aleksanderscult]

Hello!! I love your analysis sm 🖤🖤

Also happy birthday!!

I was wondering if you could analysis the scene in the first book when Alina and the darkling are in the queen's sitting room? Also, in the second book the scene where the darkling impersonates Mal through the tether? I am curious to know your opinions on these scenes!! Thank you!!

Hello!! And thank you so much, anon, for the birthday wishes!💛💛😍

And I'm so glad that you like my analyses. Really you can interpret the Darkling's scenes and his scenes with Alina in one million ways. He's such an interesting character. And the fact that you enjoy this too makes me so happy🥰🥹

Anyway, back to business. Another anon commissioned me to analyse the tether scene where the Darkling impersonates Mal and kisses Alina, so here I'm gonna analyse their winter fete make out. (Everybody in this fandom have such good taste and it's 🤌👌)

(random but, in the beginning, I thought you wanted me to analyze the scene where Alina and the Darkling talk after the former had her first audience with the Queen. And at the last minute I realized you mean their make out in that room. I'm stupid💀. If you mean the other, former scene tell me 😊)

I already feel this is gonna take two parts as well🥲 (I hope the people that follow this page don't mind me overanalyzing things)

(Part 2 here 🖤)

I'm gonna start from here because this is the moment where the Darkling gives up his hundred of years well-thought-out plan and gives in to desire. After what happened to the lake and realized that his feelings for Alina have taken an unexpected romantic turn, he left. Vanished. Firstly, because he's the Darkling and he has duties to fulfill and secondly because he tried to ignore them, push them out by staying away from her. But, apparently, it was impossible for him and in that moment we see him giving in to his feelings.

From the way he abruptly takes her hand, pushes her fast through the crowd and makes them invisible so no one can see them or interrupt them we can see how much he wanted to do this and for how long. He's like: "Fuck it. I'm going to do it now 'cause I've held myself back a looong time".

I want to comment two things here.

1) I think he brought her to the Queen's sitting room because it was the first room available. The closest one and since he was in a hurry to get it on, it was the first room he thought of. And because he knew that no one else would be there or get there since everybody were too busy crying, laughing and partying *insert screaming remembering how they interrupted them afterwards*

2) He really didn't miss not even one second 😭The moment the door closed he let out his bottled desire. Seriously, for how many months he was holding himself back??😭

Well, my dear Alina, it was nothing like any kiss before because the man you have before you has had centuries of practice. Really his life has been full of this as the author has said.😌

And it's very interesting to notice that even before Alina wore Morozova's collar, she and the Darkling had already a deep connection. "Like calls to like" had already applied to them long before the stag was killed.

See what I mean?

Alina could feel his emotions even though no one else could. So there was already a type of bond, a connection that united them. Their powers and emotions were already entwined before even Alina got the amplifiers.😏

In case you want to know my opinion in this, I believe he's honest here. Morozova's herd was found after so many years of search and the Darkling is in a dark room making out with Alina. His priority, people😏😏

On one hand, he enjoys what he's doing right now because he can finally express his desire after so many months of avoiding her. But, on the other hand, he doesn't like it AT ALL. He even hates saying that line. Because he admits something that he wishes wasn't true. He should desire to go to the war room but instead he's here pinning Alina to the wall.

(Also the GROWLING! He wants to eat her, guys😭. But also he's angry with himself)

Alina, girl, you got it right 👍

Btw, what is it with him and his throat fetish??😭

(Not that we, the fandom, mind)

It's kind of interesting how honest he tries to be. In the beginning of their meeting he wasn't that much but here, I think, he wants to be truthful to her. He tries to open up a little. But still not completely. This is a moment of weakness for him. And he's torn between making her his and going after the stag. Between opening himself up to her and closing off. (He's struggling for real🥲)

Alina can you please shut up with the questions and let him do his job we're dying here😭😭

No hate to Alina, really. But for God's sake just continue smooching without talking.😩

The Darkling taking his time exploring that black kefta. A gift from him to her, a sign that he already feels possessive of her. And here in one of the greatest celebrations of the year, he wanted to show everyone who she belongs to.

No lies detected here, my dear people.😊

But there's something he mentions here that is very interesting.

"I should be planning our trip north".

That says a lot. He planned to take Alina with him to the north and then he would give her Morozova's collar as a gift. With joy and willingness from Alina's part. That was his plan.

But then everything fucked up.

Alina easily believed Baghra's words and run away, so that proved to the Darkling that she's not to be trusted. Add to this that Alina reunited with Mal and started a romance with him and we have the Darkling going feral and forcing Alina to wear the collar and control her powers without her permission.

Back in the tent scene we can see how this analysis is confirmed since the Darkling:

A) doesn't celebrate the fact that he found Morozova's stag after centuries of searching and took its antlers. Instead he sat sulking in a chair and drinking kvas silently.

B) he said to Alina "that was never my intention" when she accused him of making her his slave.

Conclusion: he wanted the both of them to go north together, kill the stag, Alina wearing the antlers happily and then, I think, he would reveal piece by piece his true plans to her.

You know what? I'm about to say it.

I'm about to say it.

Aleksander Morozova has a throat fetish and is a butt guy.

There. I said it.🙂

And it's canon (at least for me🤷).

Also, this moment alone is ten times sexier and more sensual than the Malina sex scene. Change my mind.

The way he wants to dominate her.🫠

One line. One thousand meanings. One iconic moment.

Translation No 1: "The problem with wanting you, is that it makes me weak" a.k.a. she makes him weak and Alina is his weakness.

Translation No 2 is kind of intriguing (and random) 'cause Aleksander always wanted a safe haven for the Grisha. Prestige and respect. So that made him kinda weak too. Vulnerable to the wars he fought and risks he took in order to provide that haven to them. And in the end it killed him (twice).

After this he lets out all his emotions through the next kiss and makes it more intense. He just let go (rip my feels).

Guess what? I need a second part again. 🥲

It's gonna be the last one I promise ❤️

[t1meslayer]

Busy with important family events over the next couple of days, and so I thought it would be good to get a day-and-date release for this Debrief on the latest entry in my Sapphic Valley series, "How You Get The Girl." Be sure to read the story before jumping in!

Did you do it? Did you read the story?

Alright, I'm trusting you. Go ahead and hit that 'Keep Reading' button you scamp.

It only seems appropriate to start this Debrief off by addressing the elephant in the room. I haven't posted anything in over a month, and "By Moonlight" came about a month after its predecessor, the conclusion to "Stone-Cold Lovers."

Work, naturally, has been a major factor.

You can see me talk about that almost two weeks ago in this Tumblr post I made about writing in a coffee shop, which came weeks after I actually started writing during a trip to a friend's house.

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Side note:

Just wanted to take a moment and acknowledge my beautiful Haley and Emily keychains. My friend who's responsible for the affairs of one ghostly farmer named Jizzabelle (Gisabelle to the laymen) got them for me! Only appropriate after I commissioned some art of her and Abigail.

Emily was my first Stardew wife, and Haley currently holds the biggest place in my heart. They make a lovely duo!

And I'll avoid any sister-wife jokes

===

While I've had some other projects like Zine writing to take care of, work and life can't explain the full absence.

The best way I can think to explain things is that:

I had the general writer's block, and

Despite the best intentions and advice of my irl friends and online pals like @alchemicallymoon and @duelbraids, I couldn't force myself to "break" that block by just... Writing something else.

This is entirely the result of my own psychosis. I have a tendency to carefully plot things out and impose a timetable that really doesn't need to exist. When I feel the cause is righteous enough, it's hard to get around that. In this case, I knew I needed to get my poll-winning idea out after dawdling for holidays like Valentine's Day, and then I knew I only wanted to post one more story before jumping on a very special event for my upcoming 30th AO3 post.

Thus, here we are: arbitrarily forcing myself into a spiral of writer's block misery because of a silly promise on Tumblr and my own sense of ordered chaos.

At the very least, this meant it's coming out not long after my AO3 pal InsertACatchyPennameHere also emerged from the woodwork to tell me they're working on something INSPIRED by my four-person friend group farm adaptations.

Much love to them, wherever they may be.

I'll probably start writing more eclectically now that my shoulders are unweighed, but don't expect my next publication to hit until I'm finished working on teasing the big event. All you Pokemon fans better get hype!

And oh how sweet this publication feels. Between my great set of recent ceramics, the figure drawing class I've been attending, and creative writing, I've felt more fulfilled than ever.

You're here to talk about Stardew, though. So let us talk.

This idea began less with any one event as it did a desire to advance the Alexis/Haley relationship, and Haley's characterization in particular. It was always going to end with watercolor painting reference, but 2 Willow Lane was what I really wanted to dig into.

As I see it, a lot of what keeps people invested in Stardew when its comfy vibes becoming routine is the air of mystery in Eric Barone's worldbuilding. Haley and Emily's parents being some world-traveling duo who left their home in the siblings' care for who knows how long (and who knows how many times over their lifetime) really piqued my interest. So much so that the new writing challenge I set for myself in "How You Get The Girl" was crafting a particularly long set of descriptions that emphasize how overwhelming the parents' influence feels — without creating an impenetrable wall of text.

Hopefully I succeeded in that. Let me know!

I tried to include some vaguely real world-adjacent references into that description of the house, as happens with the magical-realism world of Stardew Valley. For example:

The computer sitting next to their bonsai tree is an iMac G3, the kind of old 'futuristic' tech that my dad loves!

A Speedwell refrigerator is based on even more vintage tech, the Mayflower fridge, but named after a different ship ridden by Pilgrims coming to America.

That city that the family visited in an old photograph with a "monument of arching, interlocking steel" is, of course, Paris — with the statue bookends referencing any number of statues in the Louvre.

Haley's FAD magazine could be referencing any number of publications, but Vogue is probably the closest analogue to what I imagine her reading.

Furthermore, I took some notes on describing the home's layout off of my sister's apartment building, and I asked my bestie @trybard for input on what kind of hanging plant should be used in the transitional hallway. Hanging pothos, philodendron, and spider plants were the three options provided, and my response was appropriate:

They know so much about plants.

Go bug them about it.

I drew on other friends' knowledge to help decorate the house. Specifically, I asked one of my witchiest friends what kinds of protective wards someone like Emily would leave around doorways and windows. She had... A lot of reference material.

I picked Hazel given it purportedly "protects against evil; encourages abundance and inspiration." I also picked Amethyst as one of Emily's loved gifts, one that purportedly "absorbs negative energy, promotes harmony."

My witchy friend is the same one who provided the TikTok that I referenced in my advertisement post:

Perhaps the most important thing about 2 Willow Lane was the recurring motif of Barbie's Dream House.

As a surface-level reference, I think the groundwork is clear. Blondie's love of fashion and general queen bee demeanor fits comparisons to Barbie well, and she lives in a big ol' house full of stuff. We all saw Greta Gerwig's Barbie movie last year. It's still in the cultural zeitgeist.

I'm hip with the kids.

Yet, early on I also tried to make it clear that if this is a "dream" house, it's neither Haley's nor Emily's dream. Haley is a Barbie in that stereotypical sense, but also there's much to be mined from the analogy of a sort of powerless doll in an immutable house, constrained by social obligation to her family rather than literal plastic and stickers.

The cold open of Jodi and Sam was meant to stand alone, but in execution I also think drawing Kent's absence into the conversation makes for a more thematically rich comparison to these sisters who appear to have themselves more put together.

My beta reader said this wound up being one of my stronger stories because of how all of that intertwined, which I appreciated given how down on myself I was following the whole writer's block thing.

But also.

Also.

Alexis gets to be horny. She's hitting on lonely MILFs and watching girls shake their asses to the tune of bad reality TV.

We love a buff dommy mommy farm girl in this house.

Haley is probably horny too, she just doesn't realize it yet. For now I think it's fun enough to play into her being coy about building excuses for Alexis to come over, and then getting incensed when Emily barges in on their private time meant to learn more about this farm girl she just can't get out of her head.

===

Fun fact:

Every story in this series is named after a Taylor Swift song, but I know next-to nothing about her discography. All of them are suggestions by my friend whose house I was at when starting this story — the same one who controls Gardenia on the farm.

While I went with "How You Get The Girl," her alternative suggestion was "The Man."

===

All that w|w talk aside, I also want to give Sam the loveable idiot a shoutout. Had to do a fair bit of research into how skateboards are constructed for his failed ollie, and I slipped in a reference to shitty old technology that's exclusively for my beta reader to enjoy.

I also tried doing some agricultural research to figure out how the folks at Kevin Farm could have grown cucumbers so there'd be a jar of legitimate pickles... But that was getting too in the weeds.

Insert laugh track here

Decided to just go with pickled artichoke hearts to save everyone a lot of trouble.

And where does "Kevin Farm" come from, you may be asking yourself. Or the fabulous "Kevin's Special" with its definitely not innuendo tagline.

That story will have to wait for another day, my friends.

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

No pressure to write or drabble this at all, but I've been pondering just how it would be to cuddle Eddie and all the soft kisses

Left for work at 7am & got back at 4pm and I daydreamed my shift away thinking of this sooooo ~ I hope you enjoy!!💖

Edit: Been working on this for 20 days solid. Sick of it. Please enjoy, please. 😂💀 Biiiiiiiig big thank you to @hersweetrevenge for reading this over just before I got it finished and giving me a fresh perspective on things!!!! I got so sick of this piece I didn't even know the ending but I feel like I can finish it now so mwah mwah thankies!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰💗💗💗💗

As always, GN!reader ~ I never describe the reader physically and keep those details as vague as I can so it's as inclusive as possible!

Ep.2 fix-it/comfort! - After Dustin and the others leave Eddie in the boathouse, you go to him. You go home to your metalhead. He needs you in the most basic of ways and yet everything is so complex.

Warnings; canon compliant episode 2 fix-it, canon angst and violence relevant to the ending of episode 1, pet names (honey, sweetheart, babe/baby and maybe more), drinking, swearing, Wayne is indirectly here because he's the bestest uncle who loves Eddie so much🥺, Steve and his children are also mentioned.💖

Word count: 3, 230.

Eddie baby @eddiebunson @hersweetrevenge @sweetpeapod @sabbathsworld @hawkinsroyaloutcast @alliecheer007-88 @seidenbros @bakerstreethound @gemstone-roses @potatos-library

(send an ask to join the taglist!)

Also, biiiiiiig thank you to @/seidenbros & @thruheavenandhighwater for helping me with flow and intense emotional situations & characterisation and beta-reading this piece respectively. This fic would have remained a daydream without either of you!!

Static crackled and sent Eddie's trashed heart into his throat as he jumped.

"...Eddie. Come in, Eddie."

The sound of your voice was the most heavenly during Eddie's best days, so on the absolute worst day of his life, it was celestial. It caressed his ears on the way inside, soothing across his scattered mind and helped him to breathe.

Eddie practically threw himself across the room so that he could grab the walkie, his fingers fumbling. He almost dropped it, caught it, nearly dropped it again, and then jammed his finger on the button to receive you.

"Y/N?!" Oh, but his voice was soaked with relief, with fear, and he felt his knees give out. Eddie reached out blindly for the nearest surface with hands barely strong enough to grip and lowered himself to the floor, his hands trembling, body shaking, mind and heart racing alike as he focused on you.

You, you, you.

"Eddie? Oh, baby, I'm - " The static crackled, cut you out, and Eddie groaned in frustration, slapping the walkie. "Where are you? Please, honey, I - " The static stole the rest of your sentence but Eddie didn't have the mental capacity to wonder about what you had said.

"Boathouse, tarp. Hurry, sweetheart, please. Over and out."

Was he...? He was.

Eddie was crying.

Oh, fuck this.

You ran through the forest, backpack bouncing and slamming against you with every stride, hurting your back as you clutched the walkie like a lifeline, mind trying to keep up with your legs as you searched desperately for the place Steve had outlined for you; the very same boathouse Eddie had told you about just now. You had only just been able to make him out over the background noise of the walkie, but you had heard enough. You knew Eddie, you knew his hotspots, you knew the places he avoided, you knew his general patterns, and you liked to think that you knew him well enough to be able to make at least an educated guess towards his thought process. And therefore, to the exact location of the boathouse.

In a normal situation.

In this? You were running on adrenaline, barely remembered instructions forgotten in the desperation, and love for your metalhead.

It'd do.

And, in fact, it did do, because in what felt like forever and simultaneously no time at all, you stumbled across Lover's Lake and found your way to the boathouse as quickly as you could. Max and the others had swung by earlier that day but to avoid raising suspicions from too many people not being where they should be right after a horrific incident, you had elected to maintain normalcy. It hurt, it hurt to think that before Dustin and the others had found him, Eddie had been alone, fearing for his life, guilty for leaving Chrissy (even though your sweet boy had done everything he could to save her and anyone would have run when he did, you knew that he wouldn't, couldn't listen), in pain and hungry (he had only eaten pretzels that day in the canteen), for almost if not over twenty-four hours.

I'm coming, Eddie.

Tears stung in your eyes, your legs and lungs burned, but you managed to get the door open with the tips Max had given you - how to bust it open without making it look that way - and then the door creaked shut behind you, and you and Eddie were alone.

Tarp.

You moved through the space quietly; you knew Eddie was here but he probably didn't know it was you. There was a genuinely terrifying and legitimate manhunt going on in the town for a man who hadn't done anything. No crime by Eddie had been committed worse than simply, tragically, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Your backpack had everything Eddie needed in it; proper food which you had made earlier that day so he wasn't living off snacks, a few cans of beer (it always mellowed him out, even if drinking right now was inadvisable), blankets, some warmer clothes and a change of underwear for the both of you (the police didn't know that Eddie often stayed at your place and you planned to keep it that way, so it was easy for you to get those items), his Walkman with his most favourite tapes (you only had space for a maximum of four) and of course, you'd brought yourself, too. Ears to listen, arms to hold, a person to accompany him during this living nightmare.

Eddie had been left alone, lost, scared, guilty, in pain, for the last day or so, and you would rather die than make him go through another moment on his own. The town could get fucked with an especially prickly cactus for all you cared, Eddie was it for you and you wanted to make that, as well as many other things you barely had the words for, known.

With the fear levels Eddie must be dealing with constantly in your mind, you thought quickly and began to loudly hum Master of Puppets; his favourite song would surely not only relax him but also tell him that it was you; you were expected, but Eddie couldn't have known it was you who came in the door when he was hidden under a tarp. You could have been anyone. He was under enough stress and fear as it was and you wanted to ease it in any way you could.

"Obey your master, master," you quietly sung, and you caught movement in the corner of the boat. I got'cha. "Master of puppets, I'm pulling your - "

A pale, almost ghostly hand crept out of the boat from underneath the tarp and you recognised those fingertips instantly as Eddie waved at you with only the topmost portion of his hand. It would have made you laugh at any other time but now the relief was so great that your knees almost gave out. You would know any part of Eddie anywhere, any time. He stayed where he was, only revealing what he had to, fingers dangling down, but you put the backpack down as gently as you could, not wanting to scare Eddie with the loud, solid noise (now that you had put it down, you realised how heavy it was), and your eyes landed on the fridge which Steve had spotted and then examined earlier that day. It was fully functional, as was the microwave next to it, and you noted the food in the backpack which needed to go in there. It was still safe, you were within the golden hour, but even so, you quickly, quickly, took the containers of home cooked meals and shoved them into the fridge. It was haphazard, disorganised, but you would sort it out later. All you wanted was Eddie and all he wanted was you.

With your stomach churning in anticipation and worry, you walked over to the boat. Your fingers reached for Eddie's still exposed ones and the entire tarp jolted, a harsh gasp from beneath quickly muffled with what must have been a hand clapped over his mouth. "Oh, Eddie," you kept your fingers on his as your other hand grabbed for the tarp. You peeled it away slowly; if Eddie wanted to stay hidden then you would give him time to tell you that that was what he wanted. Maybe you were being overbearing, maybe you were being too gentle or not gentle enough or maybe you were getting it just right, you weren't sure. You just knew you wanted to grab Eddie and shield him from the world, because all of this?

Oh, this was... this was fucking cruel. How could anyone look at Eddie and assume him capable of doing what happened to Chrissy? But the masses were sheep and fear made people do terrible things, even when all logic and sense would have told people that the strength required to do what killed Chrissy was far beyond what any human was physically capable of. You knew what people thought of Eddie, what the town said of him, but none of them knew Eddie like you, Wayne and his friends did. Especially Dustin. Eddie had a roughness to him, it was true, but if you took the time to get to know him, to really know him, then it was clear that he was a ray of fucking sunshine with a heart of gold.

You had never hated Hawkins more than you did today, but you took all that rage and channelled it into love, only love, for the fearful and hurting man before you as you pulled the tarp down to Eddie's ankles. You tucked it in, leaving one corner loose so in an instant Eddie could pull it up and over to conceal himself. He was shaking like a leaf, dark eyes downcast, hands trembling, and when you reached out for him, he flinched, a quiet whimper escaping lips clamped shut.

"Oh, honey," you pulled your hand away and took a step back, giving Eddie his space. Your heart ached for him, your mind, already tried and tired, was racing trying to figure out what Eddie needed and how he needed it. You wanted to help him, whatever it took.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" His voice was quiet, broken, syllables interrupted with breaths which seemed to require his entire body. He had asked you to find him, he had begged you, but now that you were there, he could only question why. The implications of that made you feel sick to your stomach.

"I'm here for you," you took that step forward again and Eddie sat up in the boat, sniffling. His hair fell across his face but he didn't bother to brush it away. You reached out and did it for him, tucking it behind his ear gently. He flinched when you touched him but then relaxed with a forced breath as he willed himself to relax, his eyes closed when you brushed a finger across his cheek. "Brought you some stuff," you nodded towards the backpack. Eddie's eyes didn't leave you. "I just... I just couldn't - Eddie."

Try as you had to be strong, to be strong for Eddie, for Eddie, there was only so much you could take and you had gone well passed your limit. You broke, hot tears pouring down your cheeks. You turned your face away to hide from Eddie - he was the important one here, he was the one you wanted to focus on, he was the one who was lost, in pain, scared, terrified, being hunted... "I'm sorry, Eddie." Your voice cracked in multiple places. You didn't reach out for him even though all you wanted was to grab him and hold onto him as tightly as you could; he had already flinched a few times and you didn't want to distress him further. The distance you kept between your bodies was small but it made Eddie feels like it was all just too much to take, and in another moment of characteristic bravery did he reach out for you, fingers shaking as they closed around your wrists. He touched you so gently that you could barely feel him as he tugged you, helped you up and over the side of the boat, until you were pressed up against his side.

"I - I didn't do it, Y/N. I swear, I - " Eddie was still holding your wrists and with a cautious look at you, as if afraid that you would be next if he dared to touch you, he slid his hands down until he could lace his fingers with yours. Eddie shuddered at your touch and then his grip was suddenly strong, just like it always was, but tender, and his breathing had begun to settle as he realised that he could relax, if only a little.

"I know, Eddie. Wayne and I, we never doubted for a second. We're on your side, always."

Eddie sniffled at the mention of the man who had raised and loved him as his own ever since Eddie was a child, exhaled roughly in an attempt to stop himself from sobbing, and then broke. Hearing his own pain put next to his Uncle's unconditional love was just too much for the tortured man to take. He had already confided the truth in Steve and his children and he knew that you would have been filled in, too, and all that was left was comfort and love.

"I - I didn't know what to do, so I... I ran away. I - I just... I just left her there. Chrissy."

You slowly eased an arm around Eddie's shoulders to give him a chance to flinch away or to tell you no, but he didn't. He didn't. So you pulled him into you, wrapping him up in your arms like they were a blanket capable of shielding Eddie from the world. In that moment, they were. "You did everything you could, Eddie. What else were you supposed to do? I'm so proud of you. Anyone would have run away but I'm not sure how many would have tried to wake her up as hard you did. You were so brave, honey. I love you so much." In your desperation to talk Eddie through his decisions (though, as you saw it, he hadn't had a choice to make. Running was the only option), you lost the point you had been wanting to make. You could only do your best, with a tightness in your chest and a lump in your throat, your heart in your stomach and your nerves in tatters, to reassure Eddie and to give him every inch of the comfort he deserved.

You let him lead the way, you let him take what he wanted from you as he practically tried to sink into you. The cool tip of his nose pressed so hard against your neck that it almost hurt, contrasted greatly by the hot breaths which puffed against your skin as Eddie sunk into you, hands gripping you so tight it was like letting you go would mean a certain kind of death. It was an awkward embrace, sat side by side, but the two of you had always been able to make anything work. Kisses were pressed against the top and side of Eddie's head, your nose burrowing into dark fluffy curls as you took the time to soak him in. You could have lost him.

You could have lost Eddie.

Your tears were eased before they even fell by the ghost of a smile on Eddie's devastatingly beautiful face. Oh, but he was so pretty in his pain. "Eddie, baby, c'mere," you turned to sit so that you were facing Eddie and he shifted to mirror you, a haunted look in his dark eyes which you wanted to alleviate in even the smallest of ways (though you longed to entirely take it away from him). Slowly, slowly, you reached up to cup Eddie's face in your hands, your chest tight. Fuck, but you just wanted to grab at him the way you usually did, the way he loved, but he had flinched so many times that you couldn't bring yourself to be any other way than slow and cautious, one wild animal approaching another for a moment of warmth on the soul.

Eddie whined and shoved his face into your hands, eyes dropping closed as your fingers smoothed across his cheeks, curling slightly behind his ears and delving into those dark curls. "Not glass."

You smiled without positive emotion. "I know. Just wanna be gentle with you; you've been through a lot."

Eddie exhaled roughly against you, shook his head as if trying to physically get rid of the thoughts; the remnants of the noises of cartilage, sinew and bone bending and snapping in mid-air, the mangled corpse of Chrissy dropping like a puppet with broken strings. A life lost which had barely begun. Dreams smashed, a heart broken, a man in the wrong place and the wrong time now and forevermore haunted by the ghost of her. The trauma would be life long but you swore there and then to be through it all with Eddie.

Your thumbs stroked across his cheeks as you pressed slow, gentle, tender kisses all over his face; not a single inch was left unexplored by lips which feathered to find purchase on skin which was an already well loved terrain. Eddie hummed with every kiss you bestowed upon him and tipped his head into the touches, that tiny tiny upward quirk of his lips, trembling with fear, growing slightly with every kiss until finally, he was truly smiling. His hands shook as they lightly cupped your wrists, holding you to him.

"Will you - " Eddie heaved a sigh and you pushed forward to rest your forehead against his, "Will you stay with me? I don't - alone, it just - " his breath caught violently in his throat and he almost choked on his next one. Your kisses grew tender, the presence of your lips more evident against his skin as you sought to calm him.

"That's what the bag is for." Your eyes pointed it out and Eddie turned his face so that his temple was rested against your forehead. "I brought you food; it's in the fridge. Like, actual food which I cooked once I knew what happened. I brought blankets, clothes for us both because I am not leaving you, Eddie, not for a second, music... your favourites, obviously. And I - and I brought you me."

Eddie visibly perked up with everything you listed and then melted when you told him that you were staying; his entire body sagged and you caught him. The relief and the release from all of the fear, even if it was only in this moment, was too much for his body to take, but you caught Eddie's fall. You let him slump against you and you wrapped your arms as tight around him as you could, pressing kisses anywhere and everywhere. Slow, gentle... until it wasn't as you lavished kisses on him, almost violent in your need to let Eddie know that you weren't going anywhere.

You didn't need to say that you loved him, Eddie could feel it just as surely as he could feel your hands, your lips, but you whispered it after every kiss anyway, as if the touch of your lips would carry the words into his skin and keep him safe from the inside out. Eddie said it back just as many times, and you decided that when next he pulled away, you would warm him up some food, reorganise the fridge, and let him talk. Or not. You would hold him. Or not. Whatever he wanted, whatever he needed, you would give to Eddie as best as you could. In a seriously cruel and fucked up situation which defied even the most basic of logic, you would give Eddie everything you could as best as you could. So it was just as well that all he wanted was you. The one who, in his darkest and most desperate of times, showed up just as terrified as he was, just as in love, and just as ready to flip Hawkins the biggest bird you could muster.

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Thoughts on the Graves parents? I saw a video detailing all the... well, details we have on them, and I think they're pretty interesting in their own right, though of course it's all in service of the main characters

Also do you think Andrew's conception was unplanned, unlike Ashley's?

Holy shit, my first ever Tumblr ask?! (not including the ones that are basically just The Klan having a normal one in the inboxes of people who speak positively of Lily lol

ty ty ty ty ty--!

*sees it's TCoA&L related*

💀 ...welp, guess it's time to make an ass outta myself!

*grabs the stepladder and yoinks the basket that Lily accurately-labeled "Flowers in The Attic but it was made by the folks behind Llamas With Hats" and placed on the top shelf*

Going only off what I've personally observed, I consider the parents to be the "actual" villains of TCoA&L: it seems pretty cut-and-dry that Andrew was unintended (hell, I don't even think Ashley was intended; IIRC Mrs. Graves had her when she was 17, and I just don't see a teenager putting life into the world intentionally), and instead of doing the responsible thing at-- what was she? 15?! --and getting an abortion (or at the very least, giving the kid up for adoption), she tried to play 1950's Nuclear Family in a late 90's/early-2000's economic landscape where such a lifestyle would be completely unsustainable.

So when Ashley reaches the age where the Nuclear Family model's worst weaknesses rear their ugly head, instead of Actually taking responsibility and sending Ashley to a therapist, Mrs. Graves-- in her infinite, galaxy-brained wisdom 🙄🙄 --decides to dump a possibly-neurodivergent girl onto her barely-older brother. As Lily pointed out in her video, any psychologist worth their license would tell you that is the single worst thing to do in Mrs. Graves' situation short of disowning and abandoning the child completely.

By the time Bonnie & Clyde: Ohio Edition have grown up, Mrs. Graves somehow still hasn't even tried to put two-and-two together as to what the actual fucking problem is (hint: it's not Ashley, and it's definitely not Andrew), throws her kids to the wolves and has the audacity to try celebrating that the two are "No longer her problem." Mrs. Graves is the type of woman who would vote for the Leopards Eating Peoples' Faces party.

Look, I'm not a psychologist, a victim of parent-on-child abuse (at least not to the extent that would provide relevant experience to this conversation-- at most, I was neglected by my bio-mom for the first three years of my life, and then promptly adopted by Mom who's unironically The Best), or even that particularly good at character/media analysis, but it's pretty open-and-shut to me that 90% of the awful shit these characters go through could've been avoided if Mrs. Graves and her husband ever wised the hell up and realize the shitshow they've put their family in.

anyways 10/10 ig well done Nemlei in making a detestable villain no cap 😅

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second ten pull I got luke, Lucifer, and belphie, so this is me blessing everyone's pulls 🙏💪 may your boys come home in 20 pulls or less !!!

BUT ALL I WANT IS LEVI AND I GOT LUCIFER AGAIN, AND THEN SIMEON. 50 PULLS TOTAL SO FAR BUT TECHNICALLY I'M INVESTING BECAUSE I GOTTA WIN THE VOUCHERS BACK AND MAKE IT TO BOX FOUR FOR MAMMON'S OUTFIT

also the event ssr with thirteen and asmo like... I am on my KNEES and DROOLING AND NO BETTER BECAUSE SHE LOOKS SO HOT AND PRETTY AND I'M AKWKWJDJF. she's wearing an outfit with stars and moon detailing, LIKEEE ONE CHANCE PLEASE MA'AM

this was the universe making today up to me because work was bad today and i cried in front of everyone 😭 I've just been pushing myself too hard/out of my comfort zone a lot training in framing these two weeks. Unfortunately my coworker trying to rp a difficult framing customer so i could design an order was what broke the dam (i still feel terrible because he felt so bad)💀

they're requiring managers to learn basics now, but framing always terrified me and i avoided it before they required it. BUT i am learning more than the basics, as scary as it is, out of SPITE and because I want to negotiate more pay. The company is fucked silly and doesn't want to pay me more for being bilingual either. My old coworkers tell me to not utilize that skill if they won't compensate me but I can't find it in me to do that. Like customers shouldn't have to suffer because of a poor company decision, it's not fair. Especially when i see the relief on their faces knowing I can speak spanish, and having seen my own parents struggles when I was younger.

That took a complete 180 I'm so sorry 😭 i hope i don't work sunday because i really wanna ramble about mc's mortality and stuff, THE IDEAS ARE RATTLING IN MY BRAIN

- ✨ anon

WOOO that is some good luck!!

I have pulled an unfortunate amount of times, but so far only Luke has come home. I wasn't really aiming for anyone in particular, I just wanted cheat cards lol. Though I would love to get Simeon, Levi, or Lucifer...

OKAY that Thirteen SSR is honestly giving me so much life, I can't even BEGIN to describe. She looks absolutely STUNNING. I mean, I didn't think anybody could upstage Asmo, but yo... Thirteen is giving him a run for his money~

Ah, now see, all companies are fucked. Due to being in the workforce for many years, I know this to be true. My advice? If they won't pay you for being bilingual, find a new job that will. I obviously don't know your entire situation, but my experience is that most companies will never pay you more for things you're already doing. If you find another job, you can give them your two weeks notice and let them give you a counteroffer where they pay you what you're worth. You might not even need to leave, but if they don't give you what you want, you still have another job.

Of course you understand your own situation best. In the end, you have to make the right decision for yourself. I hope things work out! I believe in you!

Also no worries, you're free to talk about anything you like! I would love to hear about your MC mortality ideas!