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Angel of the First Degree - Chapter 7: Prizes

Eddie Munson x Chubby & Inexperienced!Reader 4511 words Series Masterlist

Previous Chapters: 1 - Valium; 2 - Carrie; 3: Honey; 4: Starcourt; 5: Buzzkill; 6: Monsterous

Warnings: Anxiety; fatphobia including internalised; drug use; bullying; body issues; discussion of body function and fluids; period shame/stigma; disclosure of sexual assault (chapter 2); disordered eating and thoughts of food; shitty/abusive/critical parents; porn magazines; smut; reference to suicide (specifically Virginia Woolf's); no beta; warnings updated each chapter

Synopsis: When Eddie Munson finds you in the midst of a panic attack, it is the beginning of something. A fic featuring body and sex positivity, Eddie in a dress, soft small moments, scary big truths, and all the usual special feelings you’d expect from one of my stories.

Chapter Summary: This machine slays dragons.

At first, you tried to be exactly what you thought the ‘right’ thing was. Small. Quiet. Helpful. Clean. Sanitised.

If you weren’t doing homework, you were cleaning. Eddie had to literally drag you away from it sometimes. He’d pretend it was a game, kidnap the princess, but he knew he couldn’t convince you with words. Meals were cooked for Eddie and Wayne, but left mostly unconsumed by you. The washing was always in rotation. The dishes always done. Even the shower and bathtub were sparkling.

“It’s been a month,” Wayne said with a sigh. He and Eddie were sitting on the couch on the porch while you were having a shower. “Thought she’d have settled in by now,”

“Me too,” Eddie admitted.

Both the men had chalked it up to the shock of what happened, then to the stress of mid-year exams. But they had come and gone, aced by you and passed by Eddie. So, it was setting them on edge, having you slink around the trailer, trying to be useful but unnoticed. They were worried about your eating. They both hated to think you felt you owed something to them, owed them utility.

“I’ve been trying to figure out how to talk to her… about her parents and… everything.”

He really had. He even did what was absolutely against his nature and better judgment – he asked an adult for help. He had sat across from Ms. Kelley and been as vague as he could be.

“I have this friend… She’s been through some shit. I just… I don’t know. I don’t always know how to talk to her? I did at the start. But things got worse for her. Now it’s harder.”

Eddie remembered that you had said Ms. Kelley wasn’t much help to you. He was disappointed to find much the same. It was stock standard psychobabble. Discouraged but determined, Eddie asked one more person. His freshmen year woodwork teacher.

“Munson?! No. Get out. I’ve already had a fire and a sophomore cut the top of his thumb off this week. Even seeing you in here is giving me hives,” Mr. Barnes said as soon as he clocked Eddie’s wild mane walk into the shed.

Eddie threw his hands up in surrender. “Just need to ask you something. Need some advice,”

“Whatever it is – no. Stop. Don’t. Give up. It’s not worth it,”

“Nice to see your chipper optimism hasn’t waned since I graced your roll call,” Eddie said with a grin. “I’m serious though. It’s about a girl,”

“Your ex-cheerleader Virginia Woolf girlfriend?”

“Jeez. I mean, she cries a lot but she’s not throwing herself into Lover’s Lake. Not on my watch,”

“Right. What do you want, Munson?”

“I just need to know how to… cut through the bullshit. All the sadness and self-hate that being a cheerleader with shitty parents did to her. And, you’re a straight shooter, right? No bullshit. Honest. So… How do you do it? How do I do it?”

“Firstly, if you think I talk like this to my wife, you’re insane. Second…” Mr. Barnes sighed in the same way Wayne tended to. “You’ve always been a good kid. Just be yourself, Munson. Look after her like you do with all those weird freshmen that follow you around. I don’t know. I’m a shop teacher, not a goddamn marriage counsellor,”

“Right. Sorry,” Eddie replied, nodding and stepping to leave. “And, uh, sorry about the fire. And thumb. Also – there’s a rumour going around that the basketball team is going to break in a steal a bunch of tools for some senior prank thing? Heads up, I guess,”

“Jesus fucking Christ. Carver is a hypocritical pious little shit,” Mr. Barnes muttered, storming past Eddie and leaving him alone in the woodwork shed.

Just be yourself.

Look after her.

All in all, it wasn’t bad advice.

…

There was not a single thing left to do. Both you and Eddie had finished your homework. The trailer was clean. Eddie had found a barrel to set fire to a bunch of trash, letting it get co-opted by other park residents. You’d even cleaned out the van.

“Angel, come ‘ere,” Eddie called from the bedroom.

You had been standing in the kitchen, deciding if it was too early to start on lunch.

“Here here,” Eddie ordered, patting the bed when you arrived in the room. You climbed next to him, sat cross-legged between his legs. He stared at you, making you feel hot and uncomfortable. “I, uh, I’m… worried about you?” The inflection in the sentence hooked up at the end like a question. “Just want to check in. We haven’t really talked properly since… you know.”

In addition to not having talked properly, you also hadn’t let him bundle you up in his arms properly, kissed properly, or slept properly. Eggshells. All the fucking time.

“I’m fine,”

“Yeah, but you’re not. Not really,” Eddie said as gently as he could. “Listen, I get not wanting to talk about shit. So, I’m not gonna force you to talk about your feelings or go see a shrink or anything. But you act more like a maid than like someone that lives here. This is your home. And I don’t know if it was stupid of me to think, but I kinda thought you’d be happier here. With me. But… I don’t know if you are.”

The broken cognition in your mind gave you faulty logic. If Eddie thought you were unhappy living in the trailer, that meant he was unhappy with you living in the trailer. You started to cry.

Eddie was relieved when you went ragdoll in his arms as he pulled you across the bed and into his lap. He held you tight.

“I love you. I just… I need you to tell me how to help you. I’m going crazy here. And this isn’t… I’m not trying to be an asshole, but you’re kinda going crazy too. You’ve cleaned the oven like three times this week. What do you need, angel? I’ll do anything.”

It was easier to cry than speak, so you did until you couldn’t anymore. Eddie rocked you, kissed the top of your head, held you so tightly you thought you might fall apart when he let go, which you hoped he never would.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“You don’t have anything to be sorry for. Like I said, it was stupid to think you’d be… cured… by being here,”

“I am happier here,”

“‘K, that’s good. I’m happier with you here. I’d rather you be sad here with me, where I can try to look after you, than sad anywhere else. I mean, I’d rather you be happy, but it’s okay for that to be a work in progress,”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” you said, making an admission that you’d been avoiding. “Everything is… it’s good right now, you know? I don’t get yelled at every day. I did good on the mid-year exams. Hayley hasn’t done anything in a while. I don’t know why I feel like this.”

Eddie understood. It was only in the safe, warm, quiet of Wayne’s trailer that he really began to feel the effects of what his own parents had done. “You’ve been in survival mode. An’ not just since Andy and quitting cheerleading. Forever? Maybe? I don’t know. A long time. Takes a while for all that shit to get out your system. But you gotta let it, you know?”

“I don’t know how,” you said, reminding Eddie of a mouse in the pocket of someone who doesn’t understand their strength. Small. Afraid. Vulnerable.

“Less cleaning, for one. Looking after yourself more,” Eddie suggested.

“You mean eat more.”

Eddie can’t remember if you’ve ever directly acknowledged the disordered eating. Hesitant to scare you away from the topic, he paused, but he decided he couldn’t leave the call unanswered. “Yeah. When you didn’t eat lunch at school you’d say it was ‘cause you had a big breakfast or had some fancy dinner thing going on. But you can’t use that excuse now, you know?”

When you nodded, Eddie took it as a huge step forward. He continued, “And, maybe we can do it together. Break some bad habits. I’ll smoke less and you can eat more,”

“We should get a sticker chart,” you joked.

Eddie snorted, then went quiet. “Actually, I might be dumb enough for that to work,”

“You’re not dumb!” you quickly countered, sitting up a little to look at him with your best angry face.

“Oh, sorry. Forgot that you’re the only one allowed to talk shit about yourself,” Eddie quipped.

Angrier face. Too cute. Eddie caught you in a kiss and melted as you kissed him back. Properly.

…

“What happens when we get to the end? It says here we get prizes.”

Eddie and Wayne both looked over at you in unison, mirroring each other in a sweet Munson moment. You were standing at the fridge looking at the charts. Eddie had bought them from the grocery store. They were clearly aimed at families with children, meant to reward behaviours like doing their homework or brushing their teeth. Primary colours and creepy smiley faces.

You were putting a sticker on yours for eating a decent size meal on Saturday night. Eddie was on his way to one for not having an after dinner cigarette.

“Guess that’s Wayne’s job as the designated adult,” Eddie said with a shit-eating grin.

Wayne grumbled, but said, “Fresh guitar strings,” as he pointed at Eddie. It wiped the grin off his face. “And, uh, ‘nother one of those teddies you like?”

Eddie was almost embarrassed at the kindness. He should have been used to Wayne’s goodness, but sometimes it still threw him. He looked over at your brilliant smile.

“I can make a Wayne bear!” you preened.

Wayne was concerned at the sound of that, but you seemed happy, so he was too. He nodded at you, then started looking through his box of records. “Alright, kids. This week’s lesson is gonna be…”

When Eddie had first come to him, he tried to make the boy feel more at home by, well, making a home. Dinners together. Movie nights. That kind of thing. He hadn’t talked it through with Eddie, but he figured it would work with you too.

Once a week, Wayne would cook something with a lot of vegetables, then proceed to give you young people an education. Bob Dylan. The Rolling Stones. Willie Nelson. Johnny Cash. Creedence Clearwater Revival. And,

“Woody Guthrie.”

Wayne sat in the recliner and talked for a bit, and you and Eddie listened, enjoying the lesson. To keep Eddie from itching out of his skin, nicotine withdrawals hitting him hard, you made him sit on the floor while you lounged on the couch behind him, brushing his hair and massaging his scalp.

“Made friends with, ah, what’s his name? You were readin’ his book at the start of the year,” Wayne recalled. “The Mice…?”

“Of Mice and Men? John Steinbeck?!” you filled in the blanks. Eddie rolled his head back and looked up at you, smiling at the memory of the novel that played a role in bringing you together.

“That’s the one.”

At the end of the lesson, filled with mostly accurate information, the three of you listened to the rest of the record without speaking. As silence filled the room, Eddie repeated a phrase that Wayne had said.

This machine kills fascists.

“I have an idea,” he said suddenly, jumping up and running from the room, quickly returning with his acoustic guitar and a pot of his D&D miniature paint.

This machine slays dragons.

“What do ya think?” Eddie asked, holding his work up to the room.

Wayne laughed, shaking his head. “There was only one Woody Guthrie, but there’s only one Eddie Munson, huh?”

Eddie smiled ear to ear, then looked to you for more praise. You didn’t need to say anything; that starry-eyed I love you so much expression was plastered all over your face. He saw the way your feet had curled up in the pink socks with lace trim he’d bought you (for reasons…) and how you sucked in your bottom lip.

Eddie put the guitar down, then looked back to you. “You wanna go for a drive?”

You were nodding and up looking for shoes before he finished the question.

“You need anything while we’re out?” Eddie directed to his uncle, who shook his head and laughed to himself as he watched you both nearly fall down the front steps, too excited to be alone.

Eddie backed the van up and tore out of Forest Hills, clouds of dust blooming along the road.

…

There was a secret kept by the weirdos of Hawkins – the location of a place safe from the judging eyes of churchgoers, the whisperings of cheerleaders, and the egos of basketballers. A place where boys would bring boys, and girls would bring girls. A place for breaking curfew and making vows.

It was behind the drive-in, hidden in the forest’s shadowy darkness. From its position, you could just make out the screen, perspective making it as small as a television. And sometimes, if the weather was right and nobody else was riding the radio waves, you could pick up the film’s audio too.

A couple of old unsalvageable cars had been left to rot there. Their seats had been pulled, left for the weirdo audience. The shells became metal to be smashed with bats and anything else, the punching bags for mistreated youth. Eddie himself had more than contributed to the carnage, kicking through one of the windscreens, watching it shatter into hundreds of pieces.

Eddie navigated back streets and dirt roads to the secret place, surprised that you hadn’t asked where he was taking you. You had been more than happy to curl up in the front seat, watch Hawkins get darker the further from the town centre you got. He parked on the side of an unmarked road and pulled a couple of old blankets from the back of the van.

“We’ve got to walk the rest of the way,” Eddie told you, holding his hand out for you to take.

“You just happen to have those?” you joked.

“Wish I could say I’m that organised, but they’re for the band gear. You know? So everythin’ doesn’t knock against each other.”

It was a short walk and a jump over a fence to get to the spot. There were two kids already there, spray paint cans in hand as they tagged the cars. You recognised them from school – juniors that hung out in the safety of the library.

“Munson,” one of them greeted.

“Hey, man,” Eddie replied, holding his hand out for some sort of half handshake half fist bump motion. “I’ll give you guys twenty to find somewhere else to be?”

“Yeah, dude. Sweet.”

Eddie handed over the money and the boys disappeared the way you’d arrived.

Eddie turned to see you look down the hill at the drive-in, Stand By Me playing. “You know that’s based on a Stephen King book,”

“Really? Doesn’t seem like his thing,” Eddie replied.

“That’s ‘cause you’ve only read his spooky stuff. And I mean, even the spooky stuff is actually about the horrors of growing up. Monstrous adults. Loss of innocence,”

“You’re so smart,”

“Shut up,” you replied with a huff, sitting down on the ripped-out back seat of one of the cars, putting your feet up on the milk crate table.

Eddie sat next to you and cast the blankets over you both. “Never.” He grabbed the radio that sat on the crate table and started tuning it.

“Does that just live here?”

“Yeah. Last one to leave puts it in the boot so it doesn’t get rained on or smashed up,”

“Last one of… who? What is this place?”

“It’s Hawkins’ best kept secret.” Eddie found what he was looking for – not the audio to Stand By Me, but a radio station that passed the very high standard of Munson musical acceptance. “Sooooooo,”

“What?” you replied, turning to face Eddie, letting him scoop your legs up and hang them over his.

“How are you, you know, doing?”

“Right now, or in general?”

“Both,”

“In general, better. But you know it’s only been, like, a week, right?”

“Yeah,” Eddie said. “But it’s been a good week,”

“Yeah. It has,” you agreed.

“And right now?”

“Now, I ammmmm…” You paused for dramatic effect, watched how Eddie’s eyes reflected the moon. He was beautiful in any light, but basking in the very last of summer’s night time warmth, he was glorious. “Good. I feel… Hope,”

“Hope,” Eddie repeated and the word sounded like a prayer.

“That’s a big thing… for someone like me. You know? Optimism,”

“I know. I get it.” He pulled you towards him so he could kiss your forehead. “I love you,”

“I love you too. Like, probably an unhealthy amount,”

“Oh, the flattery. You’re killin’ me, angel,” Eddie sang, planting a gross, wet, and wonderful kiss on your lips. You giggled and pushed him away, which only made him tighten his grip on you. “If you want to talk about unhealthy, I have a list of thoughts that would totally get me locked up.”

You laughed at his hyperbole. “In jail or an asylum?”

“Both. Asylum for the criminally insane,”

“Eddie, you’re literally the sweetest person I have ever met,”

“Shhhh. We’ve talked about this!” Eddie whispered, looking around with wide eyes as if he was scared someone would hear.

“Oh right, sorry. Your scary reputation,”

“Mean and scary.”

You laughed again, deeply. It was Eddie’s favourite sound. Better than music. When you settled back in his arms, you looked at him, smiling. He could see something in you that had been missing since the night you let him touch you and all hell broke loose. It was like you had settled back into your skin, finally, after six long weeks.

Eddie ran his knuckles gently along the line of your jaw, upwards, until he could thread his fingers into your hair. “I love you so fucking much,” he said, voice low.

He kissed you with so much neediness that you couldn’t help but smile into his mouth. He never gave you the chance to say it back. Kiss after kiss after kiss. When you felt short of oxygen, you nuzzled into his neck as he kissed yours, nipping and sucking freely. There was nobody to be wary of anymore.

“Good?” Eddie managed to mumble out.

“Uh-huh.”

One hand was under your shirt, sitting on the warm skin just below your bra, Eddie’s other slipped between your thighs, holding on for dear life. You had one arm wrapped around his neck for support, while your free hand couldn’t decide between clutching his necklace and running your hand up his chest under his t-shirt.

“I want,” you tried, breathless and drunk on love. Eddie paused for only a second before returning to your neck, breath hot against you. “To try… To… do more.” It was all he was going to get, but it was enough to make him groan and let go of your body to hold your face in his hands.

“Anythin’. I’ll give you anything you want,” he babbled. You liked this part. Between the sweetness and the sex there were the moments where Eddie was a mess, only a few minutes from regaining his composure but it was just long enough for you to soak up some confidence.

You wanted him to want you. In that simplicity, you were already satisfied. You wanted him to do what he wanted, to be rewarded for his patience and tenderness.

“I want you to do what you want,” you said so quickly it almost sounded like one word.

Eddie pulled away at that and looked at you carefully. Whatever he was searching for in your face, he found it, moving quickly and not requiring further instruction. He slid you off his lap and pulled the blanket from both of you. On his feet he chucked the blanket over you playfully, making you laugh as you got your head out from under it.

A lascivious grin and he was on his knees, the grassy forest floor hardly a comfortable cushion for them but Eddie wasn’t thinking about any part of himself. He had his hands on your hips, fingers wriggling to get under the waistband of your acid wash jeans.

“Can I?” he asked in a gentle voice that was in graphic contrast to everything else about him. You nodded and didn’t stop, even when he was unbuttoning and pulling your jeans down your legs.

Eddie kissed the top of your feet, your ankles, and behind your knees. He was working his way back up to you, leaving licked trails and quick kisses in his wake. When he was back at your underwear, he looked up at you to check in. Your head was rested against the seat, leaving you to face up at the night sky, stars sparkling just for you.

When he pulled your underwear down, Eddie was thrilled to find you had not talked yourself into a haphazard attempt at removing any pubic hair. You were always messing with your eyebrows and legs and he would never have said anything, but fuck, he was a happy man.

“Such a good girl,” he said almost by accident, but the way you wriggled at the praise caused Eddie to double down. “Yeah, angel? You’re perfect.” He couldn’t see the blush burn your cheeks, which was an awful shame. He would have loved it.

The gasp cut through the stillness around you. You almost startled yourself with it. But the feeling of Eddie’s tongue making contact with the most sensitive part of you was cataclysmic. His arms hooked around your thighs, pulling you closer to him and him deeper into you.

Your hands waved around looking for something. One landed in Eddie’s hair, immediately tangling into the curls. The other found Eddie’s hand. He took yours, somehow managing to rub his thumb along your skin, like he wasn’t doing ten other things at once.

It was harder to breathe and you felt so hot, pushing the blanket not just off but away from you entirely. You thought maybe Eddie should fold it up to kneel on, but thinking was a mistake. Another thought popped into your head. What if those kids came back? What if someone else arrived? What if someone was watching?

“Angel, you with me?” Eddie’s voice brought you back down to earth. He was looking at you, lips wet and eyes concerned.

You nodded. “Yes. Yes. Ah-huh,” you answered.

Eddie grinned, and kept his eyes on you as he returned to work. He watched as your head lolled back again and your mouth opened. When he was sure he had you, he let his eyes close like yours.

He didn’t know exactly what he was doing, but what he lacked in experience he made up for in confidence. You wouldn’t have known the difference, and it didn’t matter anyway. Eddie felt you climbing and climbing closer and closer. He kept a strong hold on your hand, and with his other, he helped you along.

Eddie didn’t think he was moving with any sort of hesitation, so maybe you just knew what he needed to hear. “It’s okay,” you said on a breath out. Your history with, well, fingers, was complicated. But, you didn’t just trust Eddie – you wanted him entirely. “I’m okay. You can… Please.”

Your good manners were going to be the death of him.

Although you were plenty wet, Eddie spat on his fingers before gently slipping one into you. Your back arched and you pushed his head harder against you, much to Eddie’s infinite delight. When he had you panting, he added a second finger, never letting his mouth leave you for long.

Eddie’s movements were all synchronised, melodic even. His thumb running back and forth over your hand. His fingers curling inside you, pumping fast enough to have your legs shaking on either side of his head. His tongue lapping around his fingers and up to your clit, where he’d stop to suck, forcing whines to come from your mouth.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he crooned. He thought he heard you try to say his name. “S’okay, I got you.”

Eddie remembered then, once before you had asked him to keep talking. The closer you got to an orgasm, the more Eddie focused on the pacing of his fingers, but he kept his mouth to you, talking almost against your skin.

“Come on, angel,” he whispered with increasing desperation. “You can do this. I got you. I got you, baby.” The talking – it was working. You were writhing and whimpering and nodding. Eddie grinned. “Such a good girl. Such a good, good girl. Yeah?” He definitely heard a broken ‘ah-huh’ come from you. “You so soft, baby. My little angel.”

You were so close. It was all consuming. You’d lost control of your body at least ten minutes ago, somewhere at the point of fingers. Eyes shooting open, you let go of Eddie’s hand to pull at his hair with both your hands and you just… let go.

It wasn’t like with the other girls. The wetness that pooled around his fingers and dripped along his arm. The way your body clenched around him, then shuddered erratically as you came down from the high.

Eddie licked you clean, kissed you once more, then stood. He pressed your legs together, then stranded you on the seat, holding his weight above you, a hand against the backrest on either side of your head. With your eyes closed and your mouth in a wide, closed-lipped smile, you looked stupidly happy.

Eddie laughed and kissed your forehead. “Come on, angel. Let’s go get milkshakes.” And just like that, he was up again, helping you stand on shaky legs and step into your underwear and jeans. “You good?” he asked when you still hadn’t spoken.

You looked at him, mouth open ready, but nothing came out. You just nodded, gave him that same stupid love drunk smile.

“Did I do that good?” Eddie asked with a chuckle.

“Mmmhmm,” you replied, biting your lip.

“For the record,” he said, taking your hand and setting off back in the direction of the van. “You taste good, babe. Tupelo honey good.”

You cackled with laughter. “Did you have that one all lined up ready to go?!”

“Ah-hah!” Eddie yelled, coming to an abrupt halt, turning around after you bumped into him. “I knew that would get you talking,”

“Shut up,” you deflected, walking around him. “I want a strawberry milkshake.”

Eddie jogged to catch up, grabbing you around the waist and walking with you step by step, making the walk back physically awkward, but beautifully happy and perfectly carefree. Finally, something perfect.

NEXT CHAPTER: Interlude

End Note: Okay, so how perfect was it that I used Of Mice and Men in the beginning of this fic, then we get 'this machine slays dragons,' and Guthrie and Steinbeck being friends. Oh yeah, it's all coming together.

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Thai BL Favorites List Tag Game

thank you to the lovely @firstkanaphans for tagging me! the original prompt list was created by @thatgirl4815. let's get into it!

(note: i'll try my best to not make this entire list about never let me go, but you know who i am)

favorite bl: never let me go (nobody is surprised) it's unique, innovative, the first gmmtv bl series based on an original script rather than adapted from a novel. the lovechild of cringe 90s thai action dramas and BL tropes that p'jojo flirts with or fucks with depending on how he's feeling. palm and nueng live in my head 24/7 and the cinematography of the series drove me to learn how to make gifs (something i would not recommend you do if you value your freetime lol)

favorite pairing: palmnueng :) power imbalance, social expectations, and simmering sexual tension that all breaks loose at the seashore. duty turned to devotion and loneliness turned to love. two 18-year-olds whose life circumstances couldn't be more different yet find mirror images of their own insecurities and lack of self-worth in each other. clinging onto each other only to let go in the name of love. but always returning to each other, their other half, their soulmate. literally everything i could ever want in a pair. bonus: they kiss each other like they actually want to.

most underrated actor: sing! he's great in comedic roles (had me wheezing with laughter in unidentified mysterious girlfriend). but completely slayed as todd in not me. toddblack scenes make me genuinely sick. i would love to see more of him in dark dramas. also you really just have to respect his dedication. he survived infamous early series like slamdance (he was paired with drake) and put his whole pussy into the puppy play in warp effect.

favorite character: palm pannakorn jannaloy my most beloved boy. breaks my heart and heals it at the same time. he's just such a fundamentally good, kind person. and pretty much nothing in his life makes that easy. eternally self-sacrificing, without much love for himself but so so much love for others. even when they leave him behind. look! the very first gif i ever made was of him - see below and kindly disregard the quality.

favorite side character: pa jindapat out of all the series i've watched, pa is probably the character i relate to the most. that's why she's my pfp! i love her messy buns and glasses and over-sized t-shirts. she just feels very real in all her interactions with pat and her cluelessness about her very big crush on ink. the little tremble in her voice in the dark room scene when she tells ink "i liked it. i liked it so much i thought that i was special to you" makes me tear up. she's funny and she's bold and she holds her ground and i love her. very much.

favorite scene: the farewell dance - never let me go, episode 9 there's no dialogue. just music. grief-stricken palm and nueng dancing slowly, somberly in a motel room palm will wake up alone in the next morning. nueng knows he's leaving; deep down, palm probably knows too. their steps slow and palm seeks comfort in a kiss that quickly turns desperate because they're both hurting and the only thing that will numb the pain is each other. the feeling of tears running down palm's face forces nueng to pull away. the look on nueng's face as he wipes palm's tears away is possibly my favorite thing phuwin has ever done. he looks so goddamn heartbroken and guilty, because nueng feels like palm's brokenness is his fault. also one of my favorite performances from pond - and he was in the hospital earlier that day!!

favorite line: "i love you. and i want you to love yourself too." ayan to akk; the eclipse, episode 12, part 1/4. speaks for itself i think.

most anticipated bl and why: dangerous romance although i'm definitely excited for only friends, i have a soft spot for underdogs and this series seems like one (especially if it airs at the same time as only friends). i love perth especially and both chimon and him are crazy talented actors. i hope despite the silly title of the series, the script gives them something good to work with. and i hope that "i hate you" kiss in the rain from the pilot is better in the actual series lmao. the bts photos are making me super excited! also: viewjune let's gooooooo

healthiest relationship in a bl: heartliming these two make me cry. really just the epitome of finding a safe space in another person and providing them with a safe space in yourself. everything about them is beautiful. the amount of effort and care they put into learning how to communicate with each other is incredible. i love that they fight alongside each other. and: "i love it when i'm with him" - sometimes it's really as simple as that.

most toxic relationship in a bl: going to second @firstkanaphans here and say tharntype this almost feels like a cop-out because it's so obvious, but it's true. nothing will ever excuse the things tharn did to type without his consent, and type's internalized and externalized homophobia wasn't dealt with satisfactorily in my opinion. there are good kernels in every story, but the bad overwhelmed the few good ones in this series for me.

guilty pleasure series: love by chance guilty because it's mame and i don't love how aggressive they make ae (the sweetest, gentlest boy) toward the end. to be honest i skipped everything except for the aepete scenes when i watched this so i can't comment on the rest. but i often find myself returning to episode 4, in particular, because ae's feelings realization journey is lovely and soft and seeing baby perth and saint is always a treat. i liked it enough to gif it, so...

bonus! most underrated series: my only 12% created this bonus category so i can beg you to watch this one if you haven't. trust me and suffer through the bad haircuts and slow burn. i knew it was different from other series when seeiw cries while watching a queer movie with his sister, recognizing his own feelings onscreen, then sneaks downstairs to watch the rest by himself in tears later that night. that experience is so fucking real. this series seared me with its portrayal of the nostalgia and grief of childhood friendships and eventual separation, and the role reversal post-reunion is so well done it makes me insane. i was sobbing in my room at 4am and that's the best review i can give a series.

i had a lot of fun doing this and i hope if you read to this point you got... well, something, out of it. tagging @cankersoregirl @first-kanaphan @feralmuskyscentedhoepran @akkpipitphattana @ayan-sukkhapisit @nongnaos and anyone else who may like to do this!

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Things I Love About the Shitty Live Action Resident Evil Movies

So, it was my birthday recently and my roommates asked if I wanted to do anything fun. My response, of course, was to suggest getting drunk and watching the live action Resident Evil movies and like, damn, I love those stupid ass movies so much. So I wanted to make a really dumb (and lengthy) post about the goofy things I like, whether for legit or meme reasons.

Y'all, I know they're bad, that is, in fact, why I love them.

1 - The opening is genuinely kinda freaky, like, the elevator scene? Oof, well done suspense

2 - Michelle Rodriguez. That's it, that's the post.

3- The LASER ROOM - so iconic they used it in the games. The first movie came out in 2002, RE4 then used the laser room in 2005, like, y'all, they took that from the goddamn movie, that's how much of a vibe it was

(And honestly, just the Red Queen in general, what an absolute icon, love that her appearance changes in every movie she's in)

4 - Alice is the most fanfic Mary Sue character I've perhaps ever seen on-screen, and I love that for her. Look at her kicking this zombie dog in the face, it's hilarious

5 - Pretty game-accurate costuming? I can dig it

6 - They're gay, your honor

7 - Bad CGI on the Licker, I would expect nothing less

8 - Alice is at her most powerful when she finds a white bathrobe just lying around somewhere

9 - Raccoon City gets destroyed in the course of, like, a day if I'm understanding the timeline right. Like, first infection to nuking the city seems to be about 24 hours. Incredible.

10 - Leon fucking wishes he was Alice, miss ma'am out here driving motorcycles into buildings and then launching them at a monster just to shoot it and blow it up.

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(Special mention for another "they're gay, your honor"

11 - You'd think the kid they have to rescue from Raccoon City is Sherry, wouldn't you? An Umbrella scientist's daughter who the gang have to save? NOPE it's Angela Ashford. Not to be confused with the game's Alexia Ashford. Is it an easter egg? A botched cameo? IDK bro, you think they know the lore?

12 - "GTA MOTHERFUCKER" - LJ, before running over a zombie

13 - THEY GAVE NEMESIS A REDEMPTION ARC??? Incredible (not before making him and Alice fist-fight each other)

14 - Keeping with RE tradition, the helicopter almost always crashes.

15 - They just decided, fuck it, let's give Alice superpowers. Also the stupid Umbrella eyes, literally whenever they come up.

16 - The third movie is just Mad Max and Fallout: New Vegas merged together. Also the way they say the whole earth withered and died but later movies very clearly show flora still alive

17 - Why is Jorah Mormont from Game of Thrones here? WHY IS JOHNNY CAGE FROM MORTAL KOMBAT 1995 HERE???

Also why does Wesker look a little like Eminem to me in the third movie?

18 - The amount of just, like, "hey, this monster/character was in the games, let's just put them in the movie anywhere!"

19 - Carlos gets one of the only satisfying death scenes for a named character from the games. And by that I mean he gets one of the only on-screen death scenes for a named character from the games. Slay, king.

20 - Why does the Tyrant look like that?

21 - The army of Alice clones were blonde originally, but all went out and dyed their hair together between movies and I think that's cute.

22 - The timeline is so fucked up, I don't think they even knew how long was supposed to pass between the movies

23 - The way they shoehorned Chris in so bad that, as a kid, I thought he had no importance and they just wanted to give Claire a character to help her with her amnesia (also, Claire having amnesia). The Redfields do get to shoot the shit out of Wesker at the end though, good for them.

24 - THEY'RE GAY, YOUR HONOR

25 - The Executioner from RE5 just like, is in Los Angeles for some reason?

26 - This shot of Wesker.

27 - Wesker takes Alice's powers away in the beginning of the 4th movie, then at the end of the 5th movie he reinfects her with the T-Virus so she can be a superhuman again and just like, bud, you're wildin'. Also it's mentioned in the 3rd movie that Alice's blood could be the cure, and that she could synthesize it once the Tyrant is dealt with? But she doesn't? She just takes the clones of her in the facility instead of using the equipment to make a cure? I know they cure it in the last movie but like, girlie, you could have tried earlier idk. Fascinating.

28 - The opening credits scene for the 5th movie is actually pretty cool

29 - The rest of the fifth movie . . . whatever those writers were smoking, I want some. I know there's literally an Umbrella base in Antarctica in the game but like, idk, having an underwater base where you have multiple city simulations running for BOW production is so funny to me. They've got clones of Carlos and the whole team from the first movie, a random child Alice adopts, Las Plagas lads on motorcycles, more Executioners, Barry (oh, hi Barry!) and damn I love every terrible minute of it.

30 - "The Leon you ordered from AliExpress"

31 - Li Bingbing as Ada, my beloved

32 - Whatever the hell this fight scene is (I am obsessed with it). The sapphic energy of Jill v Alice. Las Plagas giving you instant superpowers. Michelle Rodriguez beating the shit out of Leon Kennedy (mans draws his knife and immediately gets disarmed, Krauser would be so disappointed). Ada just snoozing in the snow the whole time. Cinema.

The music kinda slaps though.

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The second half of this where Michelle gets clocked in the face with a fire extinguisher and just looks offended? Immaculate.

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33 - Wesker saying that he, Alice, Jill, Leon and Ada are the last hope for humanity from the roof of the White House. What a team.

34 - AND THEN LEON, ADA AND JILL FUCKING DIE OFF SCREEN BETWEEN MOVIES ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? Peak writing right there.

35 - I have never seen the Final Chapter, but I do know that Claire is the only (known) surviving original RE character. Chris is MIA and everyone else is dead. The lesbians win again.

36 - Also there's a character named K-Mart. No notes.

37 - WESKER GETS KILLED BY A DOOR LMFAO

I cannot say I would recommend these movies without the consumption of alcohol involved. Once that's in the mix? They're a great time.

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I'm not really good at conveying my thoughts on this but based on a couple of ideas you said and a little research I got an idea.

Mouse is the queen of hell, and sometimes called Satan. Based on the timeline of Mouse coming into existences around the dark ages, she would've likely been old enough to possibly start a cult following by the middle ages. Since she's also known for being a pretty charismatic demon this was probably easy for her. Even around this time, Satanist cults became kinda popular. Seeing as she's satan, she could've created these cults herself as a safe space. Either where demons could live better or getting a better reputation as queen. Basically, her own cults could've been the reason why she's so proud to be a demon

Sorry if this doesn't make sense or doesn't fit with her lore, just ideas :]

This is perfect timing actually, i just finished watching her lore videos!

From what i can gather of her lore, she's one of a couple thousand who were created at the beginning of the universe, was cast out of heaven, spent a while in isolation, became queen of hell and then came to earth itself when the internet was already a thing. Earth was existing separately in this timeline, but with the existence of in-universe cults and rifts that transcend multiverses, whos to say she hasnt been to earth a couple times?

From what i could see, rifts were easily made and easily traveled, and she seemed to have some prior knowledge of earth before moving there permanently. She does have a following since in-universe she is a vtuber/streamer from what ive gathered? I have a couple thoughts about that but my first one is i think it would be funny if a couple thousand years ago she was the idol of a satanic cult, left, and then showed back up as a vtuber to gain yet another cult following, thats absolutely hilarious to me.

My other thought, qsmp related, is that in her time on quesadilla island, if we go by her vtuber lore, has been streamed this whole time which is interesting. Like shes literally walking around with a camera, capturing all this on tape so her cult following could have entertainment and feed her!!! Cucuruchos gotta know, right? You think hes an ironmouse fan???/j i think its interesting to think about how in-universe we are her audience and her main source of food, and not only are we watching the events of the qsmp as a documented thing, we're also watching her play games while on the goddamn island!!! She brought her PC and shes slaying valorant and five nights at freddys while eggs run around her gaming chair!!!! thats absolutely delightful!!!

Also a very interesting take, as opposed to the other character's whos audiences are voices in their head or ghosts or critters or imaginary characters, hers are just her literal cult who feed her by watching her stream! I cant help but imagine she got that train ticket, advertised about it, and then did a vlog stream on the train and on the island. Her (/rp) PR team must've had a field day with that! And i can imagine her flitting around the island talking into the mic in her ear, having to adjust the settings in front of the person shes talking to, etc. Absolutely delightful to me

#qsmp #q!ironmouse #q!mouse #ironmouse

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Top 5 Reasons to Watch Dracula :)

I will make this an essay, I swear -

Top 5 Reasons to Watch Dracula (2020)

1. For the first two episodes it is a fairly close adaption to the original Bram Stoker novel Dracula from 1897. Jonathan's arrival on Castle Dracula/Bran. The slow deterioration of his mind. The scene with the letters, Dracula getting handsy and possessive. Jonathan's escape and him finding help by the nuns. Mina finding him there. Dracula's journey on the Demeter, as the crew gets killed off one by one, the Captain's log, the crates of earth... It is all very close to the source material, up to a certain point.

2. The atmosphere. Costumes, set design, props, it all makes my theatre-kid heart leap with joy. They build a whole interor of a castle, up to scale, to film the first episode. The sounddesign and soundtrack is amazing as well. It is scary, it is funny, it is beautiful, it tears at your heartstrings and punches you right in the gut in the very next moment.

3. Dracula and his casting. You'd think seeing an old, creepy man grow younger would kill the mood, but goddamn, Claes Bang is an amazing Dracula. Attractive, charming, funny, snarky, intelligent, powerful, scary, creepy, rather queer and flamboyant (icon, honestly) and intruiging at the same time. He played the roll really well. Overly so, even.

4. The humor. Yes, the vampire puns are on the nose, but they work, and fit the dark comedy vibe that they go for at times with this adaptation. "You are what you eat," "You're a monster! / And you're a lawyer. Nobody's perfect." Seriously, give me a break!

5. Wolf!Drac. Honestly, the scene in which he sheds the wolf's skin is worthy of a nomination on it's own. The practical effects are simply stunning, seeing him, crawling out of the animal's carcass and pelt. The body horror and gore still makes me grow goosebumps every time. Also, the scene results in Dracula bearing himself to a whole monastery, standing naked, covered in blood, in front of the gates which he cannot pass, an army of wolves in his back. Slay. Literally.

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#look I made this list without even *once* mentioning Jonathan x Drac are you happy now??#dracula #dracula bbc #dracula 2020 #dracula daily #claes bang #tumblr ask

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[carefully sticks a ⭐ on what's in a name, dots and dashes, and like one of the girls] [thinks for a moment] [sticks one more on smin] I am a cozy blanket bundle, please talk to me about your stuff! <3

omg i'm so excited to talk about all of these (and i'm sticking a read more on this post because it's going to be long as hell)

what's in a name, anyway?

Nancy meets his parents about six months in. The whole time, during that catered dinner, his parents call him "Steven." His father asks him about basketball - he never went to his games - and why he wasn't captain yet. His mother made vague references to staying out of trouble, Steven James.

She watches Steve shrink before her eyes. Watches him become something small, so unlike “The Hair” and “King” and the boyfriend she knows.

Nancy isn't sure what to do, and she hates uncertainty more than anything. When they're alone, she tries for a joke about how much she hates when her mother yells "Nancy Grace" across the house.

It's not the same. They both know it. Steve laughs anyway.

Months later, when they're at that Halloween party and Nancy is too drunk to see straight, she calls him "bullshit" but makes sure "Steven" never leaves her mouth.

(She’s angry and scared and a lot of other things, but she doesn’t ever want to see Steve that small again.)

I love writing Nancy's POV so much. Seeing Steve through her eyes was so much fun and such a challenge since I had to go back to who Nancy was during seasons 1 and 2. The "calls him 'bullshit' but makes sure 'Steven' never leaves her mouth" line is probably one of the best I've written.

dots and dashes

Steve yanks himself out of his thoughts and back to the present, where he’s standing at the front desk of Family Video on an exceptionally dead Monday.

Dead, except for one Dustin Henderson.

“I’ve told him no five times, but apparently he only listens to you,” Robin complains.

“Bold of you to assume I listen to Steve,” Dustin shoots back.

“He doesn’t,” Steve tells Robin. “He only listens to me when there’s a crisis, and even then, I have to fight him on it.”

Dustin looks too proud of himself.

“It’s not a compliment, shithead. What has she told you no about?”

This interaction was so spontaneous as I wrote it, and I got so many wonderful comments about how in character it is! So, I'm really proud of it, and I'm laughing as I reread it.

like one of the girls

“No one else is like me, Stevie.”

“I know. It’s why you’re the best I’ve ever had.”

And before Eddie can respond, Steve is out like a goddamn light.

That’s fine. Eddie reaches over and turns out the light before he snuggles right back up to Steve. He’s gonna have to do laundry tomorrow, and he has a long-ass shift at Thatcher, but that’s all fine. All of it can wait.

This moment, right now, head resting on Steve’s chest and arms wrapped around him, is all that matters.

This moment, and the certain knowledge that Eddie is it for Steve. Because for a long time, probably longer than he’s realized, Steve has been it for Eddie, too.

And Eddie falls asleep with the thought that none of those girls, however many there were, have ever had that from Steve.

It took me forever to figure out how to end this fic. It started out as a drabble in my notes app with a vague concept of Steve taking the reins, and it turned into a fic that made one of my friends ask "why is there bowling in the porn." I'm really proud of how soft and sweet this fic ends, and I love its placement in my series.

slay monsters, if needed

But it’s not like she wouldn’t do it. Nancy might be a bitch, has known that since she was eight and got called it to her face for the first time, but she’ll always help people, especially when she’s the only one who can do it.

Live, love, Nancy Wheeler. I love writing her so much, and everything about her in SMIN has just been such a fun thing to do.

I see so much of myself in her it's scary. The bitch line is actually from my own life (it didn't bother me then - I didn't tell anyone because I didn't care. My friend brought it to a teacher - and it certainly doesn't bother me now.)

ask me more questions about my fics!!

#thanks so much for asking!!#asked and answered #mira-jadeamethyst #fic director's cut #smin #like one of the girls #dots and dashes #what's in a name anyway?#steve harrington #eddie munson #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #dustin henderson

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THE LAST OF US HBO SPOILERS

i’m just gonna do one long post bc it’s easier

TESS!!!! I LOVE HER SO MUCH ALREADY

ELLIE!!!!! BELLA IS AMAZING ALREADY

oooohhhhhhhhh i’m interested in this tommy situation

i’m fucking obsessed that the original game score is being used in here i’m so emotional

omg joel’s place is kinda slay i love that blanket

ohhhhhhhhhh no joel. sarah’s screams😭

JOEL IS THE LITTLE SPOON THAT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE AND I’M NOT ELABORATING LMAOOO

the way he SPRUNG into action when he saw her face🥺

goooodddddddd someone hug this man please

i love him. i love her. i love them together.

“robert is terrified of you” AS HE FUCKIN SHOULD BE LMAO

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so the battery is the cargo in this case gotcha gotcha

MARLENE!!!!! MERLE DANDRIDGE!!!! QUEEN FIREFLY!!!! LET’S GOOOOOOO

“you tell me to look for the light and i’ll break your jaw” FUCKIN SLAYYYYYY JOEL

he looks so goddamn fucking good. holy fuck.

I LOVE ELLIE. I LOVE BELLA AS ELLIE.

she’s so fierce.

LMAOOOOOOOOOOO the way she instantly jumped to marlene being her mom

RILEY MENTION RILEY MENTION AHH AHH AHH AHH AHH

TESS AND JOEL FUCKIN SLAY WOO WOO WOOO WOOOOOOOOOO

his wet hair?👀

FUCK the fungal practical effects look so goddamn good.

i mean, these effects are BANANAS

“this has been construction corner with joel miller” HAHAHAHA I LOVE HER

oh shit that’s robert!

FIRST JOEL AND ELLIE INTERACTION AHHHH

I LOVE THAT ELLIE’S FIRST IMPRESSION OF JOEL IS THAT HE REDIRECTED/THREW HER INTO THE FUCKING WALL💀💀💀

FERAL ELLIE SLAY

PLEEEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEEEEEE OH MY FUCKIN GOD THE WAT HE RAISED HIS EYEBROWS AT HER LIKE “don’t fuckin move” LMAOO

i also love that tess is wearing the same color shirt in the game. wardrobe slay

PEDRO IS SO ATTRACTIVE OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD IT’S FRIM THE GAME AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

“what’re you doing?” “killing time” “well what am i supposed to do” “i’m sure you’ll figure that out.” “your watch is broken.” “you mumble in your sleep.” JAVSKWHSKSBSKSBSKSBSKS KSBSKSBSKSB

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ALREADY.

“you some kind of big wig’s daughter or something?” “something like that.” KABSKABSKSVSKSBSKSBKSBSID

i’m gonna freak out everytime something STRAIGHT from the game is in this

and idgaf if that’s annoying bc i’m excited as fuck

WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO GO JABSKSBSKSB

omg she punked him to fund out what the code is I LOVE HER

THE SHIT EATING GRIN HAHAHAHA

THE STANCE™️

OMG THE STEALTH SECTION AHHHHHH

the closeup on the watch🥺

“holy shit i’m actually outside!” KAHSKSHSJSVSHHEHEHDHXH LIKE THE GAME AHH AHH AHH AHH

THE TUNNEL!!!!!!!!!

THIS IS SO BADASS

THIS IS FROM THE PROMO WHERE JOEL PUNCHES THE FUCK OUTTA THE GUY

OHHHH SHIT IT’S THE SCANNER SCENE OHHHHHH

joel is so pissed they got caught

THE FLASHBACK??? FUCKIN AYE.

WITH ELLIE BEHIND HIM OH MY GOD

oh my fuckin god. that’s why he’s so brutal with it. goddamn.

ellie is standing in an odd way watching joel pummel this guy. it’s not fear or danger, but like she wants to watch? idk it’s odd

this is fuckin crazy dude. tess finding she’s “infected,” ellie saying “it’s 3 weeks!” and joel reeling back from beating the fuck out of the guy oh my god

is this what they were talking about with his hearing? or is this just him coming out of it? probably coming out of it

THE RADIO IT’S AN 80s SONG OH MY GOD IT’S FUCKIN DEPECHE MODE AHHHH

OH MY FUCKING GOD

THE CITY LOOKS SO GOOD!!!!

OH MY FUCKING GOD MIXED WITH THE CLICKER SOUNDS

CREDITS???? MORE PLEASE. PLEASE.

THAT WAS AMAZING.

holy fucking shit. i-

i need to rewatch and process. this was phenomenal. i’m obsessed. fucking obsessed.

i’m so happy i’m crying. oh my god.

this game means so goddamn fucking much to me even though i’m newer to it. and i’m so happy that other people that love the game got to work on and create this. i’m so proud for them.

IN THE WEEKS AHEAD???

AHAHSHSKSBSKSBSKBSKSBS

THE HOSPITAL AT THE END YOU’RE FUCKING JOKING

OMG BTS???

INSIDE THE EPISODE??????? WHAT????

this is fucking epic

“my sarah”🥺

“i could not ask for a better on screen dad”😭

MERLE DANDRIDGE WOOOOOO

i fucking love her

NEIL SAYING JOEL COULDN’T SURVIVE LOSING ANOTHER DAUGHTER😭

“joel forgets that the girl that is standing behind him is not his daughter.” “primitive instinct takes over. he can’t help but act. something else took control of him in a similar way to how the cordyceps does. except for him it’s a version of love.”😭😭😭😭😭😭

oh my god i thought the way ellie was standing there was weird dude it’s bc she liked that she was being defended

“these two were meant to be together, but look out.” SO FUCKING ACCURATE

holy shit. that was fucking awesome. oh my god

i need to process lmao

this is gorgeous. i’m so fuckin happy.

#the last of us hbo spoilers #hbo the last of us spoilers #tlou hbo spoilers #hbo tlou spoilers #the last of us spoilers #tlou spoilers #the last of us hbo #hbo the last of us #tlou hbo #hbo tlou #the last of us #tlou #mads watches the last of us!🌿

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suicideandcheese · 1 year

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Working, Class, Nowheres

Think about where I come from, where I'm going. I'm still going. Somehow Spirits within, spirits without, killing Time and slaying dragons because I like the smoke. Shamans hum Bangers out of insanity, coherently. I see now, through fog, through pain. Acceptance is a game of loss, is more. Watch me smile, still. Last year I died. You look at your lovers and they look back Like you still got it, you always does, hope Being care, being hope, being what it is. A little life when they enslave life. Kiss some Fucken stars and call them your wife. Aligned, She is, she will. Empower you by the always. Manifested, someone to cry with. Undercovers, You share your worst, she sees your best. Since you've been mine, has anyone ever Fucked with you? It's this capacity for danger. No she says. And they never will. My shadow Torments me through hells I know how to channel. Goddamn, I know some depths you wanna tell Me how to navigate some idea of heaven? I got Gods to damn, gods I despise, gods I give a damn To urn through. Creator speaks, you feel resound. I can say: I feel nothing. I feel it all. God, you. Damn motherfucker, gets me in the blisses. I wanna leave this, but I wanna be better. She receives my kisses, I emit my only. I am what I play and they play me, so I Continue. Then hit Pause. I think of somewheres, Angels devising a plan to erase me With an euphoria only met through the devils. I can tell you demons how to kill myself. One day at a time. Drinks, or desires? Pills Make them fires. I am ablaze and alive And for how long. The monk goes on.

#poetry #poem #writing #free verse #poets on tumblr #words #spilled ink #angels #demons #original

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THOUGHTS part 1: episodes 1 and 2, major warning for yelling, cursing, long post, and spoilers (duh)

now I’m gonna post three of these, this one being the first, basically these are little notes I wrote MOSTLY during my second watch of the episodes (for episode 6 it’s a different story) but these are just my little reactions to things, in my last thoughts post I’ll put my thoughts on the overall series as a whole! What I thought of it and all, however these are mostly small notes, reactions, and.. well… thoughts!! Anyways!!! Let’s go!!

I’ll post the other two sometime later today!

Episode 1🧳

The intro is so fucking cute oh my god-

HUH!! It’s June 20th..? Interesting-

Duck and Reds bickering- I’m sorry I-

“But today is nothing day” and how red is just wanting to do nothing is so fucking relatable I love him

DUCK BANGING THE HAMMER- THAT WAS SO- HEHE IM SORRY AS SOMEONE WHO BANGS THINGS WHEN THEY STIM IM MAKING THIS A HEADCANNON-

DUCK DONT INVENT MORE CRYPTO CURRENCY YOU FUCKING DUMBASS

“He’s not that big >:(“ Duck I love you so much

“Yeah that’s….. good”

Wait……red performing brain surgery

oh also duck has… brown… hair- REGARDLESS THEY LOOK STYLISH~ SLAY!

“So it looks nice?” “It looks dumb.”

DUCK PLEASE DONT DO SHIT RELATED TO THE ARMY MY GOD YOU ARE SMARTER THAN THIS YOU IDIOT

I love that the suitcase telling of the wonders of jobs just lowkey leaves- in my eyes I see it as you browsing through careers- it’s all fun and games until you actually get one-

“ATTENTION FREAKS”

Then!!! Then!!!! I love that duck was so fuckin insistent on getting a job that- when they finally get one THEY are the one that end up being like “this shit sucks let’s go”

THEN!! Yellow is so painfully cute in this show I can’t- he is trying so hard at work I’m so proud of my son in law-

Red guy getting all forced into his boss/manager role by the fax machine was just-

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HIS YELL/SCREAM?!?!!!! THAT WAS FUCKING SCARY- OH MY GOD- HAHAHAHA

OK SERIOUSLY I love how just lost Duck is- then they see their friends getting all into their jobs- like Duck is all trying to talk to yellow and the kids just “not now I’m at work” and red does the same fucking thing

“The thing I made :((“

I just LOVE that Duck keeps on fucking up shit- look at my pathetic bird man-

DUCK FUCKING DROPS HER ON THE FLOOR OH MY GOD SHSGSGGAHAHSHDHBDT

WHEN DUCK GOT FIRED THOUGH I WAS-

Also can I just say I love how big of an asshole duck is- I love that for them- they just keep talking shit unless it’s about themself I fucking missed this little bastard

I just realized I have a type with birds- Revali and Duck- THE asshole birds- god why am I like this help

Ok everyone is so goddamn relatable-

The duck stress sequence was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen it made me more happy than it should’ve- GOD-

Also I loved it when Duck just fucking knocked over the the thingy which would tell the machine their emotions sorry I cannot remember words or names- AHEM BUT THAT WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS “you seem stressed”

Also duck handling stress is just 🥺💕

I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW SO FAR AND ITS JUST THE FIRST EPISODE-

Also the care hound was- terrifying- hasnt Duck been through enough-

“Shouldn’t I whisper into.. it’s.. ear..?” JSSGGSSGGSHSHDHHD DUCK-

What do y’all mean reds the most relatable character ducks right there

Anywho- DUCK JUST COMES OUT FULLY COVERED IN SLOBBER I-

Look at my love, all engaging in conversation-

“Guilty!~”

I love how just thrown OFF Duck is by old man red and doi

Also seeing them older was wild btw- also old man yellow is a sight I never want to see again btw- thank you

DUCK IS FUCKING SICK OF THIS SHIT 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

DUCK FIUCKING CAUSES YELLOWS HAND TO JUST GET SLICED INTO BITS AND EVERYONE IS JUST HAPPY CUZ ITS AN ACCIDENT AND I- AND DUCKS JUST PANICKING I JUST-

Also duck being the one to help them out of the situation they sorta got everyone into was fun- also duck was going to tend to yellows wounds can we just think about that for a sec- *sniffle* THEY DO CARE

THEY ARE A LITTLE FUCKED UP FAMILY

ALSO I LOVE THAT THIS SHOW HAS FUCKING FORESHADOWING- LIKE EARLIER IN THE EPISODE THE- JSHSHSHDHDHDH

“My child :((“

ALSO WE SEE THEM ACTIVELY BE TERRIFIED OF WHAT HAPPENED DURING A LESSON CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THAT???!!????? They are genuinely scared- man-

DUCK GETTING THEIR EYE STABBED BY A COIN- SHGSGSHSHDHDHD I HATED LAUGHING BUT THEIR SCREAM THOUGH- HASHHSHSHSHS

also…. More duck eye trauma… (adding it to the list)

THAT WAS AMAZING BTW I AM EAGER TO WATCH MORE

Episode 2⚰️

“I’m a talking crow like thing!” DUCK- YOURE A FUCKING DUCK- also I wonder if this is referencing the time the fandom thought Duck was a crow.. like when they used the name Crowe for them- EITHER WAY- DUCK. W. WHAT

“Welp, im dead”

ALSO THERE WAS A NEW BIT TO THE INTRO IS THAT… is that gonna be a thing now? If so I LOVE IT-

Also ducks little HA! Made me very happy for some reason I love them so fucking much

“What about.. is, what does it say about me? am I dead?” “Nope! Just meeee~” “what? Why do you get to be- there must be a mistake-“ “somebody’s jealoussss~” “Pfft jealous I-“ “jealous of me being dead~” this is something straight out of a fluffybird fanfic I swear to god I love hearing them bicker-

Red wanting to be the one who is dead is everything to me oh my god-

Wait how the hell does death actually work in this universe then?

“You laid an egg! Quick, make a wish!” Yellow… honey.. please-

Red is so sad not to be dead- I loved the scene where he just rushed to his ID card and got fucking pissed off when he discovered he wouldn’t die for a long time-

Also the coffin guy is neat!

Ok seriously I love how easily pissed off red is in this series god I missed him

THE BIG DAY SONG WAS DUCKS FUNERAL SONG?!?!????? HELLO?!??????!???? JSGSHSHSHDHDHNDJD-

Red guys mouth is something I never want to see again thank you-

DUCKS TIES-

YELLOW AND RED BAKING- OH AND THEM MESSING UP THE LYRICS!!!!

Lol Red just taking the cheffs hat off Yellow was funny to me- they look so fancy at the funeral though!

“Hey guyssss~”

“I had my insides removed! :D”

OK SO…. IS DUCKS NAME NOT DAVID? Well regardless that was silly :) (I’m actually really considering using David for them now though hshshs)

“What? I’m not the best friend?” “Yes you are!” “I’m your best friend?!” “Yeah! We’re close!” (+their little head tilt 🥺) “I don’t really even know you I.. know which one you are” “look I’m leaving you all my stuff” “yeah but I don’t want it that’s just our stuff- I mean that’s just our plates—“ “and my diary!” “There’s nothing in it!” “It’s new! i just got it!” “I could do the lovely remark..” “I don’t want you! I want my best friend!!” “I’m not your best friend!” ….I’m sorry I love this whole scene so much even though it hurts

Yellow Gribbleston banging out the tunes (seriously though HOW-)

DUCK AND RED HAVE OLD COUPLE ENERGY I FUCKING LOVE THEM IN THIS SERIES IM SORRY-

“But- [they] didn’t do any of that-“ HSGSGSHSHHSH

The house genuinely felt so lonely without Duck- also loving all the duck pictures- THEN THERE WAS A SLIGHT ECHO TOO LMFAO

“We didn’t really like [them] anyway” FUCK YOU

Also apparently Duck bit yellow I do not know how to.. feel about this info uhm- Duck is a rabid fucking animal sometimes confirmed-

I fuckibg screamed when I saw lamp btw, he gone sober- oh also I’ve always had the headcannon that outside of June 19th Lamp and yellow would become buddies and man I was not expecting this episode to confirm THAT MY GOD-

yellow being mad is something I’m so happy to see again, YES MY SON IN LAW THROW OUT THE NEW BEST FRIENDS- HE GETS IT

STOP MOTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“UGH claymation >:(((“ YELLOW PLEAS-

YELLOW GETTING PISSED OFF IN THE INTRO WAS MY FAVORITE THING EVER

“NO NOT THAT THING!!!”

Wait Tony was buried in the ground too!! Look closely when they move back to what Duck is up to, he’s in the ground too- what does. What does this mean

OH I also took a closer look and it appears there’s another duck… corpse..? A yellowish hand next to it, OH AND DUCKS CANNNNNN

God it would suck for someone with claustrophobia to be in ducks situation…….. I’m. I’m talking about me in the third person again arent i.

I DIDNT NOTICE THE DEAD RAT AT FIRST WHAT- RATTY..?

DUCK CONSTANTLY PRESSING THE BUZZER I CANT

I MISSED THEM

DUCK MAKES MUSIC- ok can we get a release of that tune it was actually nice I want to hear more-

Is the little blob guy voiced by becky?! :DDD

I LOVE HOW MAD YELLOW IS ABOUT THIS-

the CLAYMATION THOUGH OH MY GOD-

“STOP IT!”

“You’re supposed to say the floor is too loud or the window is disrespecting you!” :(

I wanted to give yellow such a big hug

WAIT I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING SAD- so Duck wants RED not yellow to make the speech, because he is their best friend. Then, later, we see Yellow being the one who’s sad about everything whilst red Guy hardly cares… :((

THE MAGGOTS- THE HSGSGS- DUCK-

ALSO I LOVE THAT THE COFFIN IS ALREADY SO FED UP WITH THEIR SHIT-

duck claws duck claws dUCK CLAWS DUCK CLAWS- my silly headcannon I thought would NEVER become canonn!!!! bgsgshahhshsAHAHGAHAGGSGAGAAHAHHAHHSHSHDH

Ignoring the other thing ok

The memories song. Just. Beautiful ok?

I have way too many thoughts to unpack about that song I-

Ducks grave getting dug up by yellow was :(( also yellow fucking kilt the coffin my god-

Red guy lowkey TURNING THE NEW GUY INTO DUCK WAS- HSGGSHS- i was so thrown off at first-

When I saw Duck approaching the… other duck I was convinced they’d murder them then-

THE INTRO WITH THE TWO DUCKS- I really liked that intro!! It was actually kinda cute and-

DUCK FUCKING KILLS DUCK- AHHAHAHAHAHHSHGSGDDHDHD-

HSGSGSGGSHDHDHHD I LOVE THIS ONE A LOT I HAD SO MANY HEADCANNONS GET PROVEN SLIGHTLY PLUS!!! Hehhe my main duck theory still workssss~ ANYWHO LOVED THIS ONE

OH ALSO I JUST REALIZED DUCKS SONG IS IN THE CREDITS IM IN LOVE-

#dhmis #don’t hug me i’m scared #dont hug me im scared #dhmis spoilers #long post #tw cussing #tw caps #duck rambles #<THATS LITERALLY ALL THIS IS

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