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“You’re crazy,” he says, because Mike is, sometimes. He acts like it. He surely drives Will crazy. Mike grins like it’s a compliment. “Maybe I am.”
During a walk in the woods, Will spills a secret.
#its literally five am what am i doing#i was supposed to have this done literally three hours ago . what . WHAT#ok anywa y .#wow . ok anyway this has been in my drafts for Ever#ok pls read it or i will sob and die#ok . now for the real tags .#byler#will byers#mike wheeler#byler fic#byler fanfic#ok thatsall probably#byebyeeeee#magic
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hypmic songs kinda good........
#txt#idek if theres a eng release of the game#ok theres not#the plot is so funny they literally do war with rap battles#thats what i got from the wiki anywa#y
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I remember seeing this quote about Susan Sontag, after she wrote Notes On Camp (tone marker: one of the most famous queer treatises in history) when everyone was speculating, wait what the fuck is Susan Sontag a leSBiAn ? Is she BiSExuAL ? (Tone marker: Da VInkY?) Is she allowed write about this?? And I forget who said it but there's this quote that's like, "Does the author of Notes On Camp even need to come out?"
Like, the book was so obviously queer, so obviously and intentionally centred the interests and wellbeing and knowledge of the queer community, that like 1) it couldn't not betray her queerness (which ofc it turned out she was in private) and 2) it didn't matter because her personal identity was irrelevant to the heavy lifting her writing was doing. Like if the work is queer, like deeply textually and subtextually queer, intentionally queer, and it's having a positive impact on the queer community, then that work is queer regardless of who made it and how publically queer they are or are not.
(And also ftr being openly queer is not a guarantee of your work being actually meaningfully queer, either. We know this because Pete Buttigieg exists.)
Anywas I think about that quote literally all the time. Like with Con O'Neil before he came out, or Taika Waiti. Occasionally people will jump all over some minutiae some celebrity said in an interview and pick apart how publically gay you have to be to say x or y, and it's homophobic to say z unless you're gay, or we're gonna willfully misinterpret everything you say. Or whatever. But what about when we're talking about people who have been hiring queer people, creating queer stories, for in some cases decades?
Like Con O'Neil has been playing beautiful well rounded queer people since before a lot of y'all were born. And did he ofc ultimately come out, yeah. But did he have to? What did it change, really? Does the actor who originated Izzy Hands and Val Uncle and Michael Scarborough Ahoy! have to come out? Does a producer and star of Our Flag Means Death have to come out? Why does the author of Notes On Camp need to come out? And for whose benefit?
Like ok listen at some point idk if you're on the lease at gay house but you've been sleeping on the couch long enough that you do just live here now. It just seems plain rude not to let you get your mail delivered.
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KK3 Terry Silver X Reader
Context: Damsel In Distress! Your in a dangerous position, and Terry comes to help you 💚 Part 2/2
Contains: S#xual content, female oral receiving, s#xual intercourse
You were just popping out to get some cash, so you could get something nice to wear for this evening. You were looking forward to going to the night club with Terry and John....especially Terry. There was just something about him that attracted you to him, he was charming, handsome, understanding to you, and damn his eyes were so blue and deep you could drown in them.
No! Stop it Y/N, he's one of your bosses! Stop thinking that way! You try to focus on anything else other than Terry, and thankfully that's when you reach the card machine. Popping in your card, you knew how much to expect since Terry and John had given you a BIG raise. There should be £2.500 in there, so let's have a look. You pressed bank balance.....but there wasn't £2.500 in there......there was £22.500!!! What the f#ck?!?! Taking your card out and redoing the process all over again, the same amount was still there! How?! This wasn't your money?! And how the hell did this get into your bank account?! You walk away from the card machine with shaking hands, and call the only people who might have some knowledge of this, Terry or John. John wasn't answering, so you call Terry. "Hey Y/N! Hows it going?"
"Hows it going? Terry I think you and John have MAJORLY over paid me, or something else is wrong with my bank account!" "What do you mean? You should have over 2 grand in there shouldn't you?" "Yes, I have WELL over 2 grand! There's £22 thousand in there! I don't know where that came from or who's money it actualy is-I-I think my heart is beating so fast it wants to leap out of my chest!" "Woh woh ok calm down Y/N, I know what this is from" "What's it from?" "This is your compensation money" "........huh?....." "You remember your gym boss, Martin, firing you? Well technically that was something called unfair dismissal. Something I used as a lawsuit against him" "Oh god no! Terry you didn't! I told you I didn't want to deal with him again!" "I know, and that's why I dealt with him instead. It was easy, he cracked like an egg when me and my lawyers approached him. This is all legally binding, and you got the compensation you deserve" At this moment you are utterly speechless, you don't know weather to be angry, impressed, thankful? Your completely stunned. "Y/N look, I know you didn't want to go through that. But I know a truly kind hearted person when I see one, and none of what happened to you is anything you deserved. He's paid the lawsuit, your rid of him AND you have £22 thousand to use however you like!"
"I've.....I've never had this much money before Terry, I.....I wouldn't know where to start" "Do with it whatever you want, enjoy it. You deserve it, honestly you do. Are you alright now?" "Uhhh, yeh I guess" "Alright then, I'll leave you to whatever you were doing. I'll see you tonight, I'll pick you up around 9. Buy Y/N!" "Buy Terry" The phone call stops and you stare down at your phone in pure disbelief, Terry managed to do that for you? And now you have and extra £20 thousand in your bank account.....what would you do with this kind of money? You decided to go across the street and have a drink in the coffee shop to think things over, and to calm your nerves too. You have a long think about what this money could do for you, and once you've finished your drink, you have a plan. You go to your landlord and pay the rent he wants, even without this £22 thousand you can now pay your rent and live happily with the pay rise. And once you've done that, you head to the bank and make a savings account to put the money in there...but not all of it....You put £18 thousand into the savings account, and keep the rest for yourself to splurge. You've never splurged before, and now you have an opportunity where you can! You were going into town to get something nice to wear anyway, so why not make a day out of it?
And there would still be plenty left to use for going out to the club tonight, so that's exactly what you did. You bought any essentials you needed, along with some lovely clothes and a few things to make your home look a little nicer. You also treated yourself to a nice lunch while you were there, and the last shop you were in, you were trying to decide which outfit to wear for the night. Silver or Green? They both looked lovely, and made you look fantastic. In the end, you went with the silver outfit.
So once you got home, you unpacked all the things you bought, including the gorgeous outfit for tonight too. You checked your online banking and saw that you still had over £1000 to play with, so money was no object tonight. You spent the rest of the day doing your usual things, and before you were ready to go, you made sure you ate a decent meal to keep you going while you were out with Terry and John. You hadn't been to a club in a long time, and you just hoped it was going to be fun. The last time you went there, it was too loud, the floor was sticky and some random guy tried groping you. Hopefully with Terry and John along, there wouldn't be any issues. Later that night, just before 9 o'clock, Terry pulled up outside your place to pick you up. He looked so chill and relaxed in his normal clothes, it made a nice change seeing him in a shirt and jeans. He was sitting in his car when you walked up to him.
You smiled when you saw him, but when he saw you....he was mesmerized. "Y/N you look....just wow!" "Aww thank you Terry" He got out of the car and opened your side door for you, he was being such a gentleman to you. For a boss, he treated you very well, a lot better than other bosses you've had in the past. "Thank you Terry" You say as you sit in the passenger's seat, it seems Terry is still looking at you in a really interesting kind of way, almost like he doesn't want to look away from you. "Are you alright Terry?" You ask him as he still holds onto your door. "Yeh yeh I'm fine....you do just look....you look beautiful Y/N" You were stunned, that was so sweet of him to say that.
"Your so sweet Terry" He gives you a calm and warm smile as he closes your door and drives you to the club. When you arrive, this club looked so lovely, and also very expensive. Thank goodness you had money to spend in hear, it looked like you were going to need it. There was a queue that's stretched across the street, this place was not only new, but very exclusive, you wondered how you'd get in. But when you and Terry got out of the car, Terry offered you his arm and once you took it, he lead you straight to the entrance. "Uhh Terry? What about the queue?" "Oh don't worry about that" Terry greeted the bouncer, and he let you both in straight away, before anyone else who was waiting. "Why did he let us in?" "I'm a VIP hear Y/N, so I can do that, and get the best drinks and seats in hear too. And so can you because your joining me tonight" "Wow, VIP....I've not been with a VIP before" "Well tonight that will change" Terry lead you through the club where there were lots of people dancing to the music on the dancefloor. Terry waved to John in the distance, who appeared to be sitting in a booth that was designated for all of us. And when we sat down, we had table service as well. John said "I'll have a negroni" Terry looked at you and said "What would you like Y/N?" "Could I have a raspberry daiquiri please?" The waiter nodded with a smile. "And I'll have an old fashioned, thank you"
The waiter left, and came back with your drinks a few minutes later. Your raspberry daiquiri tasted amazing. "Cheers guys! To a great night" John said raising his glass, you and Terry raised yours, clinged them together and began the lovely night in the new club. A few hours had passed, the drinks were flowing, the dancing was still going, and all 3 of you were having a great time together, it was like hanging out with friends instead of work colleagues or bosses. You weren't drunk or tipsy, just enjoying the evening with Terry and John, you even shared a dance with them on the dancefloor a few times too. Terry more than John, he seemed to love dancing with you, and the feeling was mutual, you did think he was very handsome and lovely after all. But he was one of your bosses, so those thoughts were pushed to the back of your mind whenever they came up. You shouldn't be thinking that about him, and there's no way it was reciprocated...was it? It was coming up to 1 in the morning, and John had seemed to find a lady to hang out with. He came up to you and Terry while you were dancing, he told you both "Hey you two! I'm going to head back to Maya's place. You guys gunna be alright?"
"Yeh we're good John, I'll look after Y/N. You uhh....enjoy yourselves..." Terry said with a cheeky wink. John just smirked and waved you both goodbye before he headed out of the club with a beautiful young woman with him. "John's got lucky tonight, good for him" "Yeh, he doesn't get lucky often. I bet he's going to have a great time with her...if you know what I mean?..." You giggle as he laughs, you know exactly what he means. "Are you thirsty Y/N?" "Yeh, I've had too much alcohol though. Just a diet coke or a water would be nice, I'm going to check the time on my phone at the table" "Alright, I'll be back with the drinks" You and Terry head in diffrent directions, and you get to the booth, taking out your phone to check the time. This was late for you, but you didn't feel too tired, a bit hot maybe. Your just checking to see if you got any texts when out of nowhere, someone grabs your shoulder, pulls you back and slams you against the wall. "Ow! Who the f#ck-" "I knew it was you! You little b#tch!" You can't believe it, but it's your ex boss Martin from the gym! What the hell does he want? And how dare he lay his hands on you and hurt you? "Get the hell away from me! That really hurt!" "Do I look like I care? Your stupid little friend Terry stole money from me!"
"Stole? He said he filed a lawsuit against you for unfair dismissal" "It's the same thing!" "It's your own fault, you shouldn't have been so rude, and you shouldn't have fired me. What you did was technically illegal, and Terry just followed the law and brought justice to where it needed to be" "I don't care about the law! I care about MY money! Your going to transfer all that money back to me, or else!" He pushes you against the wall, pushing your shoulders harder, and hurting you more. "Get off me!" "I'm warning you! If you don't give me back my money, I'm going to-" He's suddenly stopped by a large hand behind him, grabbing him by the collar and throwing him away from you, it was Terry. He checked you first "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" "I'm ok, he was threatening me. Trying to force me to give the money back" Terry rested his hand against your cheek, it was so warm and soft. "I'll take care of this, ok?" Terry turns back to your ex boss, keeping him against the wall. Terry was at least 6ft 3, your ex boss was 5 ft 8 at most.
"What the f#ck makes you think you can lay your hands on Y/N?" "She's got my money! That YOU helped her take!" "I filed the lawsuit, I made you see how much of a b#stard you are, that is not her fault! You think you can just waltz in hear and assult her?!" "I'f that's what it takes! Stupid b#tch deserves a good punch to the face!" Terry wasn't going to allow him to speak to you like that, one quick strike, and Terry has punched him in the stomach, making him fall to his knees. "Y/N, stay hear. I'm going to remove this piece of sh#t" "But Terry-" Before you could say anything, Terry grabbed him and began leading him outside. You couldn't let Terry get hurt, you knew Terry had skills in karate, but neither of us knew if your ex boss new how to fight. You ran outside to try and stop this, but when you got out, you didn't see where Terry went. That was until you hear fighting behind the club, you run as quick as you can to see Terry beating him up. "You son of a b#tch! You stay away from her!" Terry shouts as he kicks him in the groin. He falls to his knees, groaning in pain, but he looks up at Terry with a smirk. "I want my money back!" "Well though sh#t! It's not yours anymore!" You can't take this. "Terry!" You shout as you run over. "Terry please stop!" "Y/N! I told you to stay inside" "Terry, please just leave him, he's not worth it" You instinctively take Terry's hand, anything to help him calm down right now. He looked like an angry bull. His eyes soften when he looks at you, and he gives your hand a gentle squeeze. But it seems that your ex boss wasn't going to give up. He's as quick as a bullet when he leaps up, grabs your arm and pulls you closer to him. But before he can hit you, Terry intervenes, pulls you safely behind him and grabs your ex boss, leading him away from you.
"DON'T YOU DARE F#CKING TOUCH HER!!" You have never seen Terry this angry, he punches your ex boss right in the face, then his throat, winding him. Then a kick to the legs, and one last kick to the face, knocking him out cold as he falls to the floor. But Terry wasn't going to finish him off, his main priority was you, and he was with you within seconds, looking so worried and checking your arms and face for any injuries. "Are you ok? Where did he hurt you?" He asks in a panicked voice. "I'm ok Terry" "B#llsh#t, he grabbed you. Where is-" That's where he sees the hand mark on your arm, red and it looked sore. The adrenaline was flowing through you, so you didn't even realise he did hurt you. "That mother f#cker!" "Terry! Terry look at me! I'm alright. It's not that bad, and I think he's in a worse position than me. It's probably just going to be a bruise, that's all. I'm ok" Terry was still on edge, but knowing that your ex boss was unconscious, and you were not very badly hurt, did slightly ease him. "I am so sorry he did that, I should have stopped him sooner" "You didn't know he was going to be there Terry, you did help me, it's alright now" Terry gently held your arm in both his strong hands, and he very sweetly kissed the area where you were hurt.
"Do you need anything?" "I think I just want to go home now" "I don't blame you. Let's get your things and I'll drive you back, it's quite late anyway" You both grabbed your things and Terry drove you back home, the tiredness was starting to set in now, and whilst you were in the car, you could now feel where he grabbed you. It had indeed turned into a bruise, but you were trying to hide that it hurt, you didn't want to worry Terry anymore. When he pulled up outside your house, you offered him a drink before he went home, and he said yes. You didn't think he actualy wanted one, but you could tell from the look in his eyes that he was still worried about you. So if he at least saw you safe in your home, that might ease his worry. You let him in and you both walked to the kitchen, where you say "What can I get you to drink Terry? I've got some-" "Ice?" "Huh?" "Do you have some ice?" "Uh yes, I'll just grab some" You take your ice cube tray out of the freezer, and that's where you turn back to see Terry with a tea towel. "Thanks Y/N. Now, let's get this on your arm" he says as he puts some ice cubes in the tea towel. "Oh Terry that really isn't necessary" "I wasn't asking Y/N" He sounded firm, but he was still kind about it, he was just worried about you that's all.
You smile and he gently holds you arm with one of his hands, and the other carefully places the ice on the red areas. "How long has it been hurting?" "It's not hurting" Terry just raises his eyebrow at you. "Alright, fine. Just since the car ride" "Why didn't you tell me in the car" "Because I didn't want to worry you Terry" "You got assulted tonight Y/N, the whole situation has worried me" You look down a little embarrassed, you didn't like that this whole night was ruined because of you. Terry could see that in your eyes, and his hand reached down to lift your chin, looking you deep in the eye. His gorgeous blue eyes are sparkling, it's so hard to look away from him, not that you wanted too. "Nothing that happened tonight was your fault Y/N....he was in the wrong, and he got what he deserved" "He deserved being beaten up?" "Anyone who puts their hands in a woman like that....deserves no mercy.....I promise I will not let anyone do that again" "You can't promise that....I'm not your burden" "..........I will not let anything happen to you.........." Your cheeks burned, your heart fluttered and the tention between you both was electric. His eyes lingered on your lips, and yours his. His lips looked so soft, so inviting.....you simply couldn't resist.
You lean in and press your lips to his, and he kissed you back just as needily. He was an incredible kisser, so passionate, so perfect, like his lips were made for you. His hands slowly moved down your body, feeling your curves and moving himself even closer to you as the kiss deepened ever second. There was no turning back now, you needed to feel him, touch him! Your hands pulled at his shirt and you pulled it off over his head, revealing his incredibly muscular chest. He had this little bunch of chest hair inbetween his biceps, ooooh it was like icing on the cake. Pulling him in by his neck, you start kissing him again, and he simply cant keep his hands off you.
His hands move down to your hips, right before he grabbed onto them and lifted you up like you weighed nothing. Legs wrapping around his waist, and not breaking the kiss, he leads you over to your bedroom and lies you down onto your bed. Your legs don't let him go though, that's where you wanted him. He kisses down your neck, collar bone and chest, gently biting at your shirt to pull it down, revealing your breasts. He cups both of them, giving each one plenty of attention with his magical tongue, sucking and swirling each nipple to make your back arch in his touch. Your moans just spur him on, and he looks desperate to kiss every inch of you, which you were more than happy to let him. He really took his time, removing each article of your clothing while leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.
He finaly reached your underwear, which he decided to remove with his teeth while making a low growl...holy sh#t that was such a turn on! Taking your leg over his shoulder, he leaves open mouth kisses and runs his tongue down the inside of your warm thigh.....slowly making his way inbetween your legs. A gasp escapes you when his tounge starts making little circles in just the right place, he definitely knows what he's doing. He is gentle at first, letting you get used to him....but then his speed gathers....and he adds a finger....then another....And before you know it, your hands feel like they are about to rip the bedding, and a groaning scream bursts out of you like a firey blase! Your lungs feel like their practically burning when your orgasm rips through you, your shaking uncontrollably, no man had made you feel like this! Let alone through full sex! He had only used his mouth and hand! You were desperate for more! You close your eyes and catch your breath, as Terry slides his way up from inbetween your legs and lies right on top of you, resting comfortably inbetween your legs. His mouth finds yours again in a desperate embrace, he is hungry for you, desperate for you, and he was going to show it in any way he can. Pulling one of your thighs up around his hips, he slides himself in, despite his reather girthy size. He was definitely the biggest you had ever had, and holy sh#t it felt amazing!
Back and forth, back and forth, he grinds his hips against yours, making you feel every inch of him. He was only in for a few seconds and you already felt like you were close, but Terry wanted to take his time with you. He'd go at just the right speed to make every second build and build with deep s#xual pleasure, it was like sleeping with a god! His hands held you close, he kissed and sucked at your neck when your hand ran through his beautiful brown locks. Even holding onto his magnificent lions mane as his pace quickens, hardens, bringing you closer....and closer to that sweet, sweet release. He was close...and so were you, you could tell he was trying to make it so you'd both c#m and the same time. Giving you one last breathless kiss, he leans up and thrusts deep! And hard! And your legs buckle around him, your screams feel like they could make the walls vibrate! Even leaving scratch marks on his arms and back from the intensity of that whole moment. His moans are making you feel even more turned on, and your both in pure bliss from that whole experience. Breathless and smiling at eachother, he leans down and kisses you sweetly, my god he was just so f#cking amazing!
You were both exhausted from the hours of s#x, that once you both had finaly c#m together, you both fell asleep in eachothers arms in your bed. The next morning, you wake up in your bed when the sunlight shines in through the window. Your a little dased, not remembering how you got to bed last night. You remember the club, dancing with John and Terry, the fight with your boss and then Terry bringing you ho-........Ohhhh......It's then that it comes back to you, and sitting up in your bed, you slowly turn, to see a naked Terry asleep next to you in your bed. With his lower body covered with the quilt, but his chest is on full show. Your cheeks are burning again, you remember....everything! You simply can't help it, you do a little celebratory quiet scream and cover your face with excitement! You actualy managed to land a guy like Terry! You landed Terry! Ooooh this was amazing! You can see him start to stir, so you quickly and quietly lie back down and face away from him, in hopes he will think your still alseep. He fell for it, but you weren't expecting what he was about to do. Half asleep, Terry looks over at you, then reaches over and cuddles up to you, holding you in his strong arms and holds you against his chest like the big spoon!
And if that wasn't enough, he kissed your neck before he snuggled back into you and fell back asleep! He was sleeping soundly, but you were lying there in pure happiness and excitement! You slumped into his embrace and he just held you closer, this was amazing and you were so relaxed. Sleeping with Terry was one of the best nights of your life! But this....this moment right now......nothing is ever going to top this...
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not me listening to wildest dreams (taylor’s version of course) and realizing it’s SUCH a juke song like “say you’ll remember me standing in a nice dress” “say you’ll see me again even if it’s just in your wildest dreams” because he definitely pictures her in a wedding dress and he believes he could only be with her in his wildest dreams or in another life😭
aw man the angst of the “what ifs” going through luke’s head — “what if i was alive what if i was born later what if i had met julie in school what if i was alive what if i never ate those hotdogs”
“what if we could be together and grow old together — what if”
meanwhile julie’s over here like “ok and? so what you’re a ghost? i can make this work. we can make this work.”
(something about that is deeply fun y to me. just then too being complete opposites — luke spiralling while julie’s here like ‘cute air with a perfect smile 💁🏻♀️’)
ANYWA SORRY I WENT OFFTRACK
luke thinking about julie in a wedding dress and struggling to see himself up there with her cause he’s a ghost who will never age again is very 🥺
#ask#jatp#juke#happy juke jeudi!#< since u sent this in yesterday i’m so sorry anon#anon#thanks for sharing 🥰
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you ok winston???? also next time you get turned into a toon maybe you should try flying again. just, uh... sooner, next time.
I-I-I am alr-ight-ight!! I ne-e-eded rep-repairs anywa-ay HA. HA. HA. Y-yeah,, maybe-be nex-next t-time..!
-Winston Byrd, Public Relations Representative
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thoughts on pacesetter and ermm. chip
HELLO TOONTOWN CC AUTISM TIME WOOHOOO ANYWAY
grahm first where the fuck do i even begin with this guy. hes so diseased hes so insane thats not even exaggerations this guy is fucking insa.e he literally daydreams in the A Meeting Of Two Minds comic about being so handsome that suits will try to overthrow him because they want to be him so bad, then beg for forgiveness, he calls them NERDS, and then he snaps his fingers and kills them all instantly. what the actual fuck (/pos)
he is the least normal sellbot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and thats saying something i think all sellbots have something wrong with them (thats in an affectionate way btw). tbh in general his fight is really fucking funny to me too. a nightmare to go through i wont deny, i havent even played it and yet I FEAR HIM, but really funny. seriously it feels like a fucking shitpost. its the fight embodiment of when you get a new fixtation and you fucking black out mentally and you literally vibrate from new brain thing in the brain. if that makes sense. its like that in a way . like he literally makes A LIVING FIRE HAZARD WHO IS AN ARSONIST seem normal by compairson that is wonderufl that is delightful. he literally cant go 5 seconds without mentioning flint i think thats wonderful too fucking lovestruck dork lmfao. he is gender he is the everything he is slaying penis he is a fucking guyfail he is a girlfail he is the next virgin mary ect ect ect (/REF THAT IS A REFERANCE TO SOME POST I CANT FIND)
also this!!!!!!! dude leave the eepy ass teenager/young adult in cog years alone hes literally just here bc his dad said so
OK NOW ABOUT CHIP........ tbh brain hasnt blorboed him as intensely as graham but like BRO HES SO FUCKING WILD...... JESUS CHRISLER THE SHIT THIS DUDE GOES THRU ,,,,, like honestly watching hsi fgith was also a wild fucking ride but for like a totally different reason. its like oh the brain agonies cant be that bad. oh theyre that bad. on a more pos note i do really enjoy his friendship with spruce its sweet tbh. friendship between tired ass desk worker and lumberjack with king dedede from the kirby right back at ya 4kids dub can be real peace and love <3
tbh honestly his animations are so good too!!!!!!! i just. wanna give a shoutout to that. tbh everything about chips fight is insane but in the same way ETS is insane because its like WTF I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also he is so tired jesus chrsist on a stick ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, chip fans who are giving him the delights u are so real for that. tltr 10/10 guy COGS inc what the fuck you were NOT cooking when u gave chip that override YOU ORDERED TAKEOUT anywa y EXPLODES thank you for sending this ask i like saying words :D
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anywa y the next epsiode has My Guy in it and i think you may or may not like him
ok. still in shock from this
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🔥 fanfic tropes (for the unpopular/spicy opinion meme!)
omg immediately forgets every fanfic trope ever
okay let me see....
i literally could not care less about fake dating aus they are so boring to me.
any variations thereupon are also boring to me: arranged marriage/marriage so i'll inherit this money/etc etc
same goes for only one bed like. ok. who cares?????? who cares
okay i kind of lied a tv show pulled off the only one bed trope once and i was so not mad about it but they actually managed to do something interesting with it
also i feel like the same goes for enemies to lovers - it has to be done really well for it to work but most of the time it's just like "meh you're the worst!!" "good i hate you also!" but we're ✨ attracted ✨ to each other so it doesn't really matter.
also a weirdly specific one but when people write fandom fusion fics so like if you have a pairing from one fandom and write them as if they're mulder and scully from the xfiles or whatever, but another character would fit that role better, but then they'll keep it that way because of the ship. it bugs me so much. if it's not as specific like if it's pacific rim fusion and they're just meant to be drift compatible or whatever and not taking the main character's arcs it's less of an issue for me
this is maybe not a trope, but i hate it when people steal other character's traits to give it to their fave/character bashing/etc. grow up. get a job.
also the cinderella complex of acting like one character is just soooooo mistreated by everybody else, everyone is just a huge meanie to them all the time, like yawn 😩😩
especially when the character in question happens to be treated no worse than any other character in the actual narrative, or they happen to be a character who's actually really assertive in canon and then in fics they'll just be a complete walkover. like literally what happened here.
i also get really annoyed by huge fandoms where there are plenty of characters to write about but all of the fics are almost exclusively about one (1) ship and this really becomes a problem when it ignores/bashes other characters like i said above
soulmate fics aren't an immediate won't read for me but they have to stand out in some way
halsdkjkfslj this just makes me sound like i hate shipping fics and it's kind of true but i actually love a lot of tropes and shippy tropes like i love aus, role reversals, 5+1, etc. i guess i just hate when characters are ~ forced together ~ into love by contrived circumstances. it's so....eyeroll-y to me. it's like when you watch sleepless in seattle and you get to the end and the movie's like well! those two sure are in love! and you're like no! they've known each for two minutes! they're not in love!
same thing for most of these fake dating/enemies to lovers/bed sharing, it's like people are like "well these tropes are how you get to xyz" instead of actually developing the relationship alongside it by showing how feelings for each other have begun/deepened. like that one bed sharing scene i mentioned, it shows how awkward the "relationship" is because they are like okay i guess we have to share a bed but i need my white noise machine but you want to watch cyrano de bergerac on the tv but we can't POSSIBLY sleep head to head foot to foot it has to be a head foot foot head type situation. but cyrano de bergerac is french so i'll read off the subtitles to you because you can watch it in the mirror and as you fall asleep it's the part where cyrano is admitting his love and i'm saying it softly because i know you're asleep but i'm starting to realize i'm a little in love with you too.
like the LAYERS there.
but more often that not it's like fic writers assume that you will just automatically assume that that is what is happening rather than actually writing it. (this is a problem with published fiction too, particularly romance, since it seems that my biggest gripes are with that general genre lol)
anyways thanks for asking! <3
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cw: ghosts, themes of death, melancholy.
You see him in flashes.
An ear, nestled in brown curls, any other features passing by too fast to catch mote details. Behind you, in the bathroom mirror, walking down the hall, mouth twisted into a grimace as he looks down at his hands. A loud cackle as you talk to an empty house��first only to yourself, then, cautiously, indirectly to him.
Finally, when the moon is full and even your curtains don’t shut off the stream of light into your bedroom entirely, you get tired of it. You get tired of staring at your ceiling, on your back in the dark, until a headache throbs in your temples and the sun rises on you, a lonely insomniac in a house too big for one.
There’s the sound of a light footstep outside your door, and it creaks barely open. No one’s outside.
“Hi,” you say, a half-question, feeling silly talking to the air. “Can you stop with the sneaking around? I don’t have the patience, right now.”
A brown eye, under that same swooping hair. A hand, pushing the door open.
A full picture. Your ghost is a young man, in the full glow of health, skin pale and lips curved into a perpetual smile that makes him look very smug indeed. He’s dressed in modern clothing, if a little out of date, and you can see the outline of what could be a phone but is probably a ZEN (complete with earbuds!) in his pocket.
“I didn’t know you could see me,” he says, cautiously. You throw a hand up in the air, it’s whatever, and enjoy the way it bounces limply upon returning to the surface of your bed. He perches next to your bedside, a grey-and-blue inverted image. The ghost keeping vigil over the living.
“Just a little bit, before. I wasn’t sure talking to you would work.”
“You can see ghosts?”
“No,” you shrug, turning on your side to look at him. “Not usually. Just you.”
He looks pleased by this, and you have to stifle a laugh. You have a vain spirit, then, wandering the halls of your parents’ home.
Your grandmother always told you you had a strong intuition, a sensitivity to the world that would set you apart. This isn’t your first encounter with spirits (how could it be, growing up with her), and you can feel that this one is not malicious, not hungry. He’s simply... here, for no discernible purpose other than to coexist with you for now. Separate stories living together.
“I’m—” you give him a nickname, an old one that makes nostalgia flow through you so strongly you stop breathing for a moment. It’s true, he feels safe, but you can never know. “Who are you?”
“Tooru,” he says, and the corners of his pretty mouth turn down. “It’s always a little hard for me to remember the rest of it. Oikawa, I think.”
“That suits you,” you nod. Your eyelids feel heavy, closing until the boy in front of you is a smear of colors, a stained-glass picture. “Sorry, I—” you yawn, and force your vision to focus on him. It’s not just you, though; he seems blurrier at the edges now. You can see your night table through him. You wonder how much energy he has to expend to be corporeal. How much sleep do the dead get? “I didn’t really sleep.”
“I know,” he says, and his voice is like rain falling on the windowpane, steady and soothing. “I’ll be here. Okay?”
“Okay,” you close your eyes, and you know that behind them, Tooru with swooping brown hair and a family name a few steps ahead of him is fading back into invisibility. You reach a hand out, blindly, palm up.
He takes it; you draw it towards you and kiss the cold fingers. Then you sleep, deeper and sweeter then you have since you came home.
This haunting is a love story.
#what if u were dead and i was alive and we were in different genres of story but we fell in love anyway#um. i woke up at 4 am and felt possessed (haha) to write this not sure whate up with that#may write a few more bits and bobs bc there is more to this story i just cant do it all in one go rn and idk if anyone would read that anywa#y so it all works out. ok bye love u all see u later#haikyuu!! x reader#haikyuu x reader#hq x reader#hq!! x reader#shorts!#oikawa x reader angst#oikawa tōru x reader#oikawa x reader fluff#oikawa tooru x reader angst#oikawa angst#oikawa tooru x reader#oikawa x reader#oikawa toru x reader#death tw#ghost tw#?? idk but just in case
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love me on purpose
Sometimes, I still order pizza without olives, he wants to say. Sometimes, I write to you. For you. Sometimes, you're the only person I want to call. I still have my watch. I saw a poster for The Cure and thought of you, two months ago. It’s on my wall. Do you still like horror movies? Everything reminds me of you. You’re all I think about. Mike shakes his head. "I think about you all the time." Will frowns. "Don't – don't say that." "Why not?" Mike questions, shifting where he sits. "It's true."
December, 1993.
For the first time in four years, Mike and Will speak to each other.
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“The sky I looked up from the city was blue like the ocean. As I pressed the button for the lowest floor in the elevator, I wished the sky we were heading for would be the same colour.” - MOON
“Where will we go this time? We couldn’t even guess where we would go. But anywhere would be fine, as long as I’m with them. As I was thinking, I got on the elevator.” - SUN
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ben solo- i guess this is goodbye
i wrote this a long time ago and just made major edits but goddamn this plot sucks ass
summary: ben is in love with you and because of it, the dark side consumes him and he confides in you and begs you to join him
ben solo x gn!reader
warnings: none
word count: 1094
You and Ben Solo were best friends at Luke Skywalker's little Jedi school. You sparred together. You ate lunch together. You shared secrets together. You were the most dynamic duo at the school.
One day he invited you to a picnic on top of a beautiful mountain. It was an isolated spot that was surrounded by a cluster of dark pine trees.
It was such a peaceful place, and it was no wonder he chose it. The area was secluded and hidden.
You could hear the water from the nearby river rushing, the birds singing, and the rustling of the trees. The cool breeze felt amazing against your skin. There he was in the center of it sitting on a plaid carpet with beige picnic baskets around him.
His dark curls went just past his ears and his brown eyes looked slightly nervous.
"Hey Ben!" you smiled sweetly at your best friend.
"Y/N," he looked up, his entire face lighting up.
"Sit, I brought ice cream and I made some cookies," Ben smiled.
"Awesome, I've been needing something delicious, we've been eating all that disgusting porridge back at school," you said making a motion to throw up.
He chuckled which made your face heat up with pride.
"Y/N, I actually invited you here to talk about something serious," he cleared his throat, a serious look you'd never seen before crossed Ben's face.
You had your favorite ice cream splattered across your face along with cookie crumbs.
"I'm listening," you said while dipping a cookie into the ice cream.
"There are some times...when I feel that we don't have to be friends,"
Your heart stopped.
"What are you talking about? You don't want to be friends with me anymore?" you asked standing up, shaking.
"No no no," he said while grabbing your shoulders gently.
"I would never want this friendship to end, this friendship is the reason that I wake up and love coming to this school every day," Ben told you softly and rubbed your back gently.
You let out a sigh of relief.
You didn't even know why you panicked in the first place. Maybe because his tone was serious.
"Ok, then what are you trying to say then," you asked while sitting down and returning to the cookies and ice cream and snarfing it down.
He sighed then turned his head to see if anyone was around.
"I'm not sure if I should tell you..." he said while scratching his head.
"Ben," you said taking your hand into his and holding his hand dear.
"You could tell me anything, I could tell you anything, we tell each other our secrets all the time... we have that bond. I mean we are best friends after all. But you don't have to say anything you don't want to," you replied in a soothing way.
He nodded then rested his head on your lap, squeezing his eyes shut.
How should I tell them that my feelings for them are becoming strong?
Too strong, it's blinding. And what about that Supreme Leader Snoke is calling me should I tell her that? That the dark side is taking hold of me. How could I tell them? It'd break their precious beautiful heart. But I need to tell her because the dark in me is starting to cover the light... and I need them by my side when I turn.
"Ok, Y/N, I'm ready to tell you," Ben got up from your lap and held your hands, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Y/N, I...think I'm in love with you,"
Your jaw dropped.
Ben Solo was in love with you.
"No...Ben...you don't love me...you can't possibly love me...love- it isn't the Jedi way," you stuttered looking down at your intertwined fingers.
"Y/N, I don't have much time, say you love me or you don't,"
You didn't say anything but you stood up and your back faced him.
Ben's eyebrows raised.
He honestly thought that you would be quick to join his side and become his love.
"Ben I-of course I love you but not in that way. And why don't you have much time anyway?" your voice wavered, fear washing through your system.
"The dark side calls me Y/N, it calls me, and Y/N if we turn to the dark side we could be free to be together, we could be more powerful, and one day we could rule the galaxy!" he cried out in excitement.
The sky turned cloudy as dark clouds appeared and the wind started blowing harder.
"Ben...this isn't like you...what's happened to you, you were on your way to becoming one of the greatest Jedi in existence!" a tear slipped down your cheek.
"DON'T YOU SEE, I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT I JUST CARE ABOUT YOU, I TURNED TO THIS SIDE BECAUSE OF YOU, BECAUSE I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH!" he yelled making you tremble.
His confession maimed you as you felt your entire body shake.
In any other situation, Ben would've immediately wrapped his arms around you and apologized wildly but he looked so different now.
"I CAN'T DO THIS WITHOUT YOU!" his voice cracked making your heart crumble.
"Ben, I did love you but I controlled my feelings unlike you and maybe you did have a chance if you didn't start this little episode, but now it's over and I won't be joining you on your silly little dark side, so kill me, since I won't join you, kill me because I won't be your partner," you gathered as much courage as you had into saying that.
You were so hurt right now. The boy you loved, your best friend was gone to the dark side. Your heart split in two.
"I don't even know who you are right now," you whispered but Ben had heard and he turned away.
The rain started to fall and after a second lightning struck the sky and thunder rumbled.
Ben sighed heartbrokenly, trying to keep his emotions in check.
"Leave, leave now, and never come back and you will be spared," he said his voice monotone.
"I don't want the only person I've loved to be lost,"
You faced him and quickly kissed both his cheeks.
"If you were still on the light side I would be with you, but what I feared has come true...the dark side has consumed you,"
"Goodbye Ben, I'll always love you,"
You ran into the forest and weren't seen for the rest of that day or ever again.
That night Ben Solo was consumed with anger and contempt. That night was the day the Ben Solo was transformed into Kylo Ren. It was the night when he burned down the temple and the Knights of Ren were born.
Ben Solo was gone.
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Ambarussa: ok, calm down - we get it, you're stressed, and there was a little fire-
Maedhros : little? - the whole building burnt to the ground!
Ambarussa : that's not the point. - look, it's all burnt now anywa-y and whose fault is that?
Maedhros: yours!
Ambarussa : that's right- no one's- so let's just-
#feanorians#house of feanor#incorrect quotes#incorrect tolkien quotes#silm incorrect quotes#maedhros is so done at this right now
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Things I would Probably do/say if I went to Hogwarts~PIES pt.1
Me: So...Cedric. Do have like, hypothetically, a favorite dessert?
Cedric: Well, I do love custard pie...
Me, running away: THANK YOU
*past curfew*
Me: *sneaking to the kitchens* Ok, custard pie doesn't seem so hard...did I print out the right recip-
Draco, in the kitchens already: FUCK this shit where are the house elves when you need them and why the hell is this chocolate pie so hard to make
Me, walking in: evening Draco
Draco: evening M/N (Y/N)- *shrieking*
WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE
Me: I might ask you the same thing...who is that chocolate pie for?
Draco: *scoffing and blushing* as if I need to explain myself to a muggle like you
Me: Im making a pie too
Draco: ok?
Me: That green silk pajama set and fur slippers look comfortable
Draco: AT LEAST I'm not wearing joggers and a T-shirt with a hideous red beast on it
Me: He's called Elmo
Draco: what the fuck is an Elmo
Me: Anywas I'll tell you who mine is for if you tell me who yours is for
Draco:
TBC...
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