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saltpepperbeard · 8 months

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hi lets show some love for our mutuals. tag your favorite mutuals and tell them why you love them

Oh, anon <3. I so very love that you're spreading this loveliness around, because I ALSO love talking about dear mutuals so LET'S GOOOOO:

@ella-doe - My WIFEY <3. Arguably the #1 Stiddies Fan, and ASSUREDLY the #1 Daddy Jenki-(GETS SHOT). Talking to her is always such a delight; she's so lovely and supportive. Started from the bottom (occasionally screaming over something in DM's), now we're here <3 (married like 4 or 5 times over at this point idk).

@blakbonnet - MY PARTNER IN CLOWN CRIMES 🤡. Any time ANYTHING clown-specific occurs, Meow is like the first person I think of hsdjksds. And I think the feeling is mutual; we both have matching rainbow wigs at this point 🤡🤡🤡. Can't wait to start the clownery right back up after season 2 airs lmao like ALRIGHT, SEASON 3 TRAILER???? 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡

@dickfuckk - Josh and I were having a time and a half when some footage of Taika in his S2 Ed getup dropped lmao. Like we Saw God for a split second there. So he understands me on like a fundamental and deep level. He ALSO has saved my life numerous times when it comes to panels, or any other sort of cast/crew-related video. Had it not been for his sacrifices and battles against Pop[redacted] lmao, I would've missed MANY a panel.

@bizarrelittlemew - Talented beyond belief, like holy SHIT. Makes immaculate gif sets (DJenks even reblogged one so like, 🎵can I make it anymore obvviousss🎵), and is also an INSANE writer. Need y'all to know that Keep Your 'Lectric Eye On Me, Babe is in my regular rotation, but I'm just always so SO astounded by everything she makes.

@snake-snack-stede - Regularly makes me laugh OUT LOUD with her memes and commentary. Like, if ever I come across a post with her name on it, I know there's like a 100000000% chance it will make me release some sort of "bAHAAAAA." The wheezes I've whoozed,,, So, she's always very much a welcome presence on my dash.

@sherlockig - If EVER you need a good screen grab/edit of OFMD, Alexz is 10000% your best bet. Has probably captured and edited every inch of the show, which is perfect for the times where you want to see a specific moment and cry/throw up/pass out over it being so wonderfully frozen.

@stedebonnets - The sweetest, loveliest darling of a human being I ever did know. Is always SO wonderfully supportive, and just radiates warmth and niceties. Also makes IMMACULATE gifs; inspired me to turn up the Coloring Heat on a lot of my own, really! And I also just learned that the first OFMD thing I ever reblogged was actually one of her sets, so she's VERY IMPORTANT TO ME SHDJKLS <3

@xoxoemynn - Speaking of understanding me on a deep and fundamental level lmao, EM UNDERSTANDS ME ON A DEEP AND FUNDAMENTAL LEVEL SHDKJS. We keep cracking each other up because like, we'll share the most random opinion ever, only for us to realize we align EXACTLY. she makes me feel Seen, okay. she makes me feel UNDERSTOOD SHDJKSL. Also, her writing is so so lovely, and her presence is even lovelier <3

@forpiratereasons - Produces some of my favorite writing in the entire fandom. I am so SO fond of so many of her stories, and regularly re-visit a lot of them. Insane to me that we regularly cross paths now, because I remember seeing her works before I was officially in the fandom. AND NOW SHE REBLOGS MY SETS??? AND I CAN ALSO SCREAM DIRECTLY @ HER???? #BLESSED HSDJKLS

@not-nervous-jester - And SPEAKING of favorite writing, darling Jams wrote one of my favorites aka Somewhere in the Water. YES, I bring this up a lot, but LISTEN LMAO, I NEED THEM TO KNOW 🔪. I NEED THEM TO UNDERSTAND HOW LOVELY IT IS/THEY ARE 🔪🔪❤️❤️ HSKDJS. And aside from their lovely writing, they also Hear Me Out and hype up my silly goofy screaming fits, which is ALWAYS appreciated <3

@skysofrey - AN ABSOLUTE RAY OF SUNSHINE. I see those 💛💛💛 in the tags or on a post, and just immediately feel so much sunnier myself. Just so so sweet and lovely, and just like Jams, ALSO furthers my hollering/analysis/breakdowns PFFFF. A Hypeman (gn) for the Screams™

@crueley - Yet another person who just Gets my Taika breakdowns, and has also been the DIRECT CAUSE OF MANY SHDKLSKD. Like sometimes I'll just wander into their gif tag, and lol oh no BOOM I've suddenly spiraled down into the abyss. But I can't even be mad about it because we bonded over Mostin Posts, and have been crashing downwards ever since <3 PFFF

@awkward-fallen-angel - Extremely fond of Heather, because he was one of the first people to ever try and talk to me when I first got into the fandom! It's always very daunting wandering into a fandom space, especially after the fact/after things have already dropped. So, she made me feel welcomed/included, and allowed me to find my footing a bit faster as a result. And even though he's busier with life, I still always think about her! Like, that one picture from last October-ish where it was all the spooky mutuals around the cafeteria table? STILL THE MOOD <3

@blackbeardskneebrace - Miles' art drives me bonkers bananas in the best way possible. They always capture the likeness of the characters SO freaking well, and have posted so many creative pieces that my mind gets boggled on the regular. Also, my go-to for FORGS,,, I really love froggies as well, so seeing Little Guys and subsequent facts about them on my dash is SUCH a delight.

@darkinerry - Regularly decks me upside the head with Taika footage I've never seen before, and I cannot express how happy that makes me LMAO. Like, I'll just be minding my business, and suddenly I'll be steaming in a Jodi-shaped crater in the ground because a Taika Gym Set or something equivalent from Marlena has slammed my sorry self through sheets of bedrock idk </3.

@adickaboutspoons - Writes the most poetic, and I mean, THE most poetic tags. I regularly get exposed to just lovely MASTERPIECES of thoughts, and it's like reading a beautiful fanfiction at the bottom of a gif set. Also, regularly backs Stede up, which is always appreciated because I'm holding him so tenderly in my hands at all times. So she GETS IT <3

@aha-my-villainous-thoughts - Creates some of the most striking art EVER. I've said this before, and I'll say it again; the usage of COLOR knocks my socks clean-off. like lol they're gone where did they go idk i am SOCKLESS OVER SUCH LUMINESCENCE. Every piece seems to GLOW, and it's just an absolute marvel to stumble across each and every time. I'm just in a constant state of being blown away, and LOSING MY SOCKS SHDJKLS <3

#Answered #Anons #OFMD #GASPS FOR AIR #worth it lmao #I will forever write essays on the kind and talented souls around here #It just makes me so so happy to be here #And makes me so so happy to be here with so many LOVELY people

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rmoonstoner · 2 years

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The Temple

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Chapter 1 - Our Hystory Makes Who We Are

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Warnings:

18+ smut, angst, and fluff, sexual themes, foul language, traumatic past memories, mentions of Randall dying, graphic depictions of a car accident, mutual pining, happy ending, mentions of death, injuries, blood, and gore, trauma, childhood trauma,

This is a one shot. I have no plans to make a sequel. I MIGHT make a follow up, but I don't know. I am a clown. 🤡

Summary:

Khonshu has been asked by his sister, Hathor, to retrieve a priceless artifact. She has specifically asked for you to accompany his Avatar(s), and not Layla, yet Hathor refuses to say why. Khonshu doesn't give two shits about why, nor does he care enough to ask. All he cares about is the fact that Hathor guaranteed him of your safety.

There's just one thing… You have been head over heels in love with Marc, Jake, and Steven for years. In fact, you were the only one who knew about all of the alters, even when they didn't, and each one had a special connection to you and fell in love with you, but they refused to say anything, fearing you would leave them.

***

You met Marc first, so long ago, when you were children. You had met him the year before his brother had died. You would see him and his brother every weekend when your parents got together to drink and play cards, while the three of you would play out in the yard, or down in your basement playing games on an old Nintendo or Sega. Things were great, and Marc was always kind to you, mostly because you were so nice to his brother, making sure he was always included, even though he was younger.

You would play video games at your house on the game systems. You were nice to Randall, letting him win all the time, but you never showed any mercy to Marc, and kicked his ass every time. When you went to their house, you would play in the woods or the creek behind their home.

Just being with them made your life so much brighter. You didn't have many friends to begin with, and you had just moved to their neighborhood. Now for the past year, you've spent nearly every day with them, the weekends being your favorite.

Even though you made new friends, you spent a lot of time with Marc and Randall. They were your favorite, because Marc was your best friend, and his sweet little tag along brother was no bother to you.

Then one day, the accident happened.

The day that Marc's brother died.

It was a regular cloudy day, during the flooding season. You were playing outside, and exploring the area like you always did with them, but today was different. Today the boys were trying to impress you, by showing you the caves in the woods. You had never seen a flood before, so you didn't know why it was so important to stay away from the creek and the caves.

But Marc knew better, and yet all he wanted to do was show you the cool caves, hoping to impress you. He figured it would be an in and out job, but alas, things didn't go according to plan. The cave had filled with water too fast, and you and Randall had gotten stuck in a deep end of the cave.

You and Randall panicked and cried. You managed to calm down enough to talk Randall down as you held him up on your shoulders to keep him out of the water. While trying to help Randall up the wall to his brother, he slipped and kicked you in the face. You were temporarily stunned and you lost your balance and slipped, falling back against the rocks.

Everything went black as your head and back filled with pain, and you inhaled dirty water. Your body didn't put up much of a fight, and you didn't move, blood trailing down your face as you faded away into unconsciousness. Randall was screaming about you being hurt and bleeding to Marc, and Marc had scrambled up that wall so fast, he had no idea how he had done it.

Unfortunately by now, Marc had a choice to make, to save you first, or his brother, then go back for the other, and it would forever haunt him. He didn't even know if you were still alive, but he leapt to you first, and scrambled up the wall again to drag you all the way out of the caves to safety. He somehow got you breathing, then raced back to get his brother.

The same thing happened to Randall in his panic to get out while being alone.

Tragedy struck, and Randall died.

Marc had chosen to rescue you first, and ever since then he had changed. You blamed yourself for it, and you believed it was your fault that Randall died. He never once said it was your fault, but he also never said it wasn't, either. He blamed himself the most, and became a broken shell of your best and most precious friend.

Marc and his family were never the same. Ever since his brother died, his mother became a mean drunk, and your parents decided they didn't want you to go there anymore, because she blamed you just as much as she blamed Marc for Randall's death. The visits suddenly stopped, and you didn't see them until the funeral, then it was once a month you would get together, but usually away from Marc's home.

Soon the visits petered out to once every two months, then three, until it was three times a year, when Marc would be shipped off to your house for the Spring, Summer, and Winter breaks away from school, and his mother. It was your father's idea to invite Marc over so often, trying to do Marc's father a favor to try and keep his son away from his abusive wife.

Abuse you didn't have any idea about.

You noticed over the next three years that Marc had changed drastically. He would zone out a lot, and you assumed he was daydreaming to chase away the pain, but when he would come to, it was like a switch had been flipped, and he was no longer your best friend.

Well not the one you had met anyway.

This new version of himself was timid, shy, and soft-spoken, very much like Randall. He was quiet and barely spoke, choosing to read books all day, but if you asked about what he was reading, which you always did, he would tell you all about it with such passion, energy and gratitude. He was nicer when he was like this, truly a sweetheart, and the very definition of a good boy.

He suddenly started opening doors for you, insisting for you to go first. He was pulling your chairs out for you to sit, giving up his spot if there was nowhere to sit. If there was only one treat left, you gave it to him, only for him to break it in half to share it with you. He would make sure to walk between you and the road, and he always kept your pace. He would listen patiently and not interrupt you while you spoke.

Even though he looked the same, he was entirely different. His eyes were lighter, and he smiled more. His voice changed, and he sounded British, which you didn't mind. You had always made comments to Marc that you liked the English accent, and that they always sounded friendly, even when they were mad.

It was six months after Randall had died, that this new Marc told you his name was Steven Grant. You recognized the name from one of Marc's favorite movies, some sort of archeologist treasure hunter like Indiana Jones. You didn't dare laugh, or make fun of him for it, figuring Marc was playing pretend or whatever to cope. You went along with it, and made friends with Steven, the gentle and sweet cinnamon roll.

Steven was a very good friend, always kind and considerate of your wants and needs. When Marc came back, acting like his old self, he would apologize profusely about checking out and leaving you with a broken version of himself. You assured him it was fine, and that you enjoyed Steven's company, and valued both his and Marc's friendship. He begged you not to tell Steven about him, and to just let Steven live a happy and simple life, free from his horrible mother. You agreed, and were there for them, through thick and thin.

His father, Elias, noticed the change as well, and he took notice of the fact that you knew, and you didn't make fun of his son or try to push him away. He noticed how you would always call his son by the name of whoever was in control, like it was second nature, and for that he was ever grateful.

A year after meeting Steven, during the Christmas holiday, you met Jake.

Marc was shipped off to your house, mostly because his mother demanded a vacation to Hawaii, and she was dead set on not having Marc there. Your family did Marc right, and they decorated your home with both Christmas and Hanukkah things. Anything they needed for Hanukkah, they made sure it was there for the boys. Your family celebrated both holidays, and they made sure to include them in Christmas.

Your parents got Marc practical and useful gifts both he, and Steven would enjoy. They knew about Steven, but they never really talked to you about it, but you knew that knew, by how they treated Marc when he was Steven. It was a silent understanding. Plus there was absolutely no way they could deny ever hearing you outright calling Marc, Steven.

Every traditional thing that could happen for Hanukkah, happened. Giving the daily gifts, usually small toys or candy coins and using them to play games, like Dreidel. Your dad would read scripture readings every day, and your mom would make home-cooked snacks, like latkes and jellied filled donuts.

Three stockings were hung over the fireplace, all plain and unmarked. When Steven had asked who the third one was for, your parents claimed it was for the local charity for one lucky child to receive. He accepted that answer, and because he was such a well behaved lad, he never peeked inside of any of them.

On Christmas morning, Steven was up before Marc, and when he came down, your family did a round of gifts, and let him check his stocking. Then once all of his things were gathered and stashed away in Marc's suitcase, Marc came out and you all did another round of gifts.

It was the day after, on Boxing day, a tradition of massive sales just starting to become a thing, when Jake came tumbling out.

You were in a large mall, scouting out the toy and electronics sections with Steven, when you had found the last copy of the video game you had been wanting for a while in the bottom of a bargain bin. You held it in your hands, a look of triumph on your face as you squealed and said you were going to buy it.

Some large older boys happened to overhear you, and one of them snatched it from your hands. You tried to get it back, but they laughed at you and shoved you around while calling you names. You begged Steven to help, at the very least help take you away from them, but he froze up.

Boy did he ever. You saw him twitch and his brows furrowed. He clenched and unclenched his fists as he calmly asked for the boys to stop. The second he spoke, the boys started making fun of him for his accent, calling him weak and stupid, among other hurtful names.

Again Steven twitched, and you thought for a split second that Marc was coming out to deal with the situation, but boy were you wrong.

Your friend growled as he took a few steps forward with a mean look in his eyes, and his teeth bared in a threatening sneer.

"Give her back the game. She found it first, gilipollas." The boys laughed in his face, with one of them shoving him and knocking him on his ass. He snarled as he got up, and shoved the guy back, then kicked him in the balls in a swift movement. He turned and punched another in the face, breaking his nose in the process. The last boy standing handed the game right over and he ran off.

You ended up getting the game, and neither of you got in trouble, thanks to the clerk who had arrived just in time to see the whole thing start because of those unruly boys. The whole car ride home, your friend was quietly watching how happy you were to read the box and the little booklet that came with the game. He decided that your smile was precious, and he would do anything to make sure people like those delinquents never harmed you again.

He was quiet when you unboxed the game completely, and stuck it into your console. You did a happy little dance when the title screen came on, without having to fuck around with it like most of the games for that system. You asked him to play with you, and he did. It wasn't a game where you beat each other up, it was a cooperative puzzle game, and he seemed like he loved it. He barely spoke at all, but he smiled when he saw how much fun you were having.

You spent the whole day with him, noticing how he was again so different. This boy sounded much different from Marc or Steven, and he spoke fluent Spanish sometimes. Especially when he lost a game of beat 'em up with you. You didn't understand the words he would say, but he was just as nice to you as the other two were. Before bed, he told you his name was Jake Lockley, and that he wished to remain a secret to both Marc and Steven, so you kept his secret.

***

Over the years you maintained the routine of Marc coming by during breaks, and it became increasingly clear that he was much safer in your home, than his. Everytime he would come back to your family, he would be covered in cuts and bruises, or other worse injuries, like a broken nose, or busted up hand on multiple occasions. Your parents never noticed Jake, but he was always the one to greet you when Marc arrived at your house. He would stay just long enough to say hi and have a shower, then he would switch out, allowing Steven or Marc out to live their lives with you and your family.

High school was rough for Marc, and he always let Steven take control while at school, then take control when he got home. He started to spend less and less time there, and came to your house more frequently. You grew closer and closer to each of them, until high school was done, when Marc mysteriously vanished off to the military.

You barely heard from him, but when you did, you always picked up where you left off, like nothing could break your friendship.

What you didn't know, was that Marc had been seeing a therapist. He had been diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder, and he had told his therapist he was scared he could never be happy for the rest of his life. He would be blazingly happy when he talked about you, which was a very popular topic of choice when he saw his therapist.

Then one day… One day his therapist suggested that Marc might be deeply in love with you, and he was really actually scared that you wouldn't return his feelings. That if he told you, you would run from him, a broken man with multiple people in one body. His therapist tried to reason with him, that you never had run from him before, and that you had been his friend for so long, even when he would disappear for months at a time.

His therapist would ask him questions about you all the time. What you were like, how your life was going. He knew everything about you from his talks with Marc, and because of the enthusiasm of which he would speak about you, told the therapist everything he needed to know.

***

It was right after yours and Marc's twenty-fifth birthdays, that you had gotten hurt. You were in a terrible accident that involved a taxi cab that you were in. You had almost died in that accident, and Marc had witnessed it.

The cab you were in was almost at your workplace, where Marc was waiting to surprise you. He had managed to get a text from you, saying you were handing in your notice that day, because you got your dream job in England. A job at a famous museum, the very same one that Steven dreamed of working in. You told him you might be able to get him a job some day, if you stayed long enough.

Marc had brought flowers, your favorite candy, and a necklace. The necklace was just like his, and you had said on multiple visits that you loved the way the Star of David looked on him, and though you weren't Jewish, you wanted one. Marc's father had heard about it, and he gave him Randall's necklace to give to you, knowing that if anyone deserved to wear it, it was you.

His plan was to say hi, then allow Steven to come out right after to discuss your future in London, while he stayed in the background watching the two of you interact. He would briefly take over after Steven gave you the flowers, which were your favorite. The flowers were Steven's idea. Then Marc would give you the necklace, and switch out again.

But as Marc stood there at your place of work, he could see the taxi driving towards him. You had just texted him to say you were excited to see him again. You could see him, and that you were waving. He looked up after he read the text, hoping to spot you inside, when a large delivery truck came out of nowhere and collided with the cab.

The cab was hit full force, flipping the car three times, before it slammed into a vacant bus stop. He had heard the sickening sounds of the crash…

The exceptionally loud bang, the screeching sounds of metal crunching and crumpling…

The scraping of metal on concrete and the smashing of glass…

He heard the cab driver scream as it happened, then when the car finally stopped, the driver was silent…

But he couldn't hear you at all. He didn't even hear you scream, nor did he get to see your face. All he saw was that your body was violently projected out of the open window where you were sitting, and now you were sprawled out in the middle of the road. He saw the way the car was totaled, and his heart dropped in his chest.

He started running, forgetting his duffle bag and the flowers next to the security guard where he was standing next to. His legs carried him as fast as they could, making it to you in just under a minute. He knelt by your side, and tried to see how badly hurt you were. You had a broken arm, cuts and scrapes everywhere. Your nose was bleeding, and you were barely breathing.

He could still, to this day, remember the gurgling sound of the air trying to escape you…

How you struggled to breathe, and how you didn't move…

How your eyes looked into his, pleading with him to help you without words.

He held your hand, telling you that help was on the way, that at least five people were dialing the emergency line to call an ambulance. He was terrified you would pass away in his arms, his only friend, and the only person he loved more than anything else in the world.

Before you passed into unconsciousness, you uttered the words he had only ever dreamed of hearing from you.

"I love you. All of you."

All three of them had heard you say it.

***

Marc had let Steven out after you became stable in the hospital, but not before putting his brother's necklace on you in the hopes that you would see it when you woke up. When Steven came out, he was confused for a brief moment. Steven was shocked to be in the building, and when he turned his head, hearing beeping and the whirring of machinery, he saw your weak form on the bed, attached to all the machines.

His heart dropped.

All he remembered was waking up that morning, excited to see you and spend a week with you to help you pack. Now he was in a hospital, standing over you, wondering what had happened.

He grabbed the patient clipboard to read what had happened, and his heart nearly broke. He canceled all his plans, as did Marc in order to stay by your side until you were better. They both would do anything and everything to aid you, and it would take months for you to get better.

Steven would read to you in the mornings as you ate your breakfast. He would end up bringing you snacks and drinks frequently, and he made sure to keep your apartment nice and clean.

Marc took the initiative to call your landlord, telling him that you had an accident and were in need of staying until you healed up. He told his father about it, and the man had shown up with a basket of things for when you went home. He even helped Marc with making it livable there for the first week, and Marc had slept in your bed.

Unfortunately after the first week, when Elias left, Marc zoned out and Jake came to the front. Jake had told you Marc couldn't bear to see you like that, but Jake could, and he did. He made sure you were okay, and he did everything in his power to make you smile. Jake would buy you flowers and make you food, while Steven would clean up and help with the chores.

They never mentioned the fact you told all of them that you loved them, and you never spoke of it again. It was a silent understanding that you both knew, but didn't want to bring it up again and possibly ruin your friendship.

***

More years passed, and again Marc slipped into the habit of vanishing for days, weeks, or months. The next time you saw him, he showed up looking tired, and told you he almost died in the desert. That he had seen some shit he didn't wish to talk about. Whatever it was must have been bad, because he refused to tell you about it, no matter how much you asked.

Ever since then, you would see a tall shadowy figure lingering close by to Marc, usually on rooftops or hiding in dark corners. It was as if some mysterious force, a ghost or spirit was haunting him. You'd even catch Marc outright talking to the being, but you would always pretend like you didn't know. That you couldn't see the spirit.

But that figure knew you could see and hear him, yet he didn't inform Marc that you could. He didn't even acknowledge your presence, even when he was talking about you, in front of you.

Then not too long after that, Marc showed back up again. He was with some woman you had never met before, and the way she looked at him made your heart break. You had lost him, and there was nothing you could do about it, but be supportive. You just kept telling yourself that his happiness was more important than your own.

This time, you didn't get to see Steven at all, and that saddened you. You knew Marc was dating this girl, and he was keeping it from Steven. That broke your heart even more, knowing sweet and loving Steven was being buried away so Marc could have some sort of physical connection with someone.

It broke your heart even more when you found out Jake knew about Layla, and that he didn't want to be with her at all. You found out when Marc convinced you to come out with him and Layla to a bar. He told you that Layla had no idea he had Dissociative Identity Disorder, and he didn't want her to find out. You promised, even though it made your heart ache that he was willing to lie to someone her supposedly cared about.

What you didn't know, was that Marc was planning on proposing to this woman, and Jake was purposely trying to screw things up for Marc.

At the bar, Jake took over and started ignoring Layla, in favor of talking to you. He made a point of buying all your drinks, and not offering to pay for Layla's. He took you dancing on the dance floor, and he was very suggestive in the way that he moved with you.

You knew who was fronting, but you kept your promise not to say anything. Instead, you played dumb, like you were innocent to his special treatment. You pretended to be drunker than you already were, so he wouldn't take it too far and hurt that poor girl's feelings more than he already had. This only infuriated Layla, and she started to dislike you more.

But Marc bubbled up after a few drinks, and he still ended up proposing, right in front of you. And for some fucking reason, Layla accepted the proposal. You figured she did it as a slap in the face move.

And it sure was a slap in the face. It was a slap to your very heart.

As Marc was down on one knee, he waited expectantly as Layla inspected the gorgeous looking ring. A ring you had saved a photo of and shown to Jake and Steven. The one you had always wanted if you were to ever get married…

Marc thought he had made the correct choice, that is until he saw your face, and the tears that were forming. Your eyes were focused on the ring, seeing every little detail you wanted, right fucking there on Layla's hand.

He knew he had made a terrible mistake.

He watched as you immediately muttered out a small congratulation to him, then excused yourself and left right after. He didn't see or hear from you for a week, and even then, your texts were short, and only sent after he sent you one. You never reached out to him, and he knew damn well why. You attended his wedding as his best woman, but you remained distant from him, choosing to stay near his father as you stayed perfectly quiet.

When you stepped out to go for a joint in the courtyard to calm down, Elias approached you. His father made a comment that you should have been standing where Layla was, but you brushed it off, saying you just wanted to see Marc happy. If he loved her and was happy, then you would be happy for him.

Elias didn't believe you one bit, and he went to find Marc to tell him he was making a big mistake.

***

The months sped by, and you moved away to England to take that job you always wanted. Sometimes Jake would purposely pull them towards you. He would start verbal fights with Layla, leave Marc to escalate them, leading to Marc getting so angry, he would drink himself silly. Jake would come out, then ditch her to show up at your door, all the way in England. He would say hi, and hug you tightly, then promptly let Steven out to spend as much time as he could with you, going as far as to make sure that Marc's phone was hidden from you and Steven.

It was during these visits that Steven would grow closer to you. He would cuddle with you on the couch, make you tea and he would do housework. It felt almost domestic, and you enjoyed every moment of it, even if you were just dancing around the subject of attraction. It was on one of these visits, that Jake begged you to get Steven a job at the museum you worked at. You were hesitant, because if Marc ever were to come out, he'd most definitely fuck things up for Steven by trying to run from you again. Jake assured you Marc wouldn't dare, because he missed you dearly.

You did get Steven a job, not the one he wanted, but Steven was happy just the same. He was mostly happy that he got to work with you, even if Donna was a major cunt towards him. He would frequently try walk you home and hang out in your flat. At night, he would talk about his day at work, telling you just how much of a bitch Donna was, and how she didn't know jack shit about the museum or the things in it at all. He would complain about JB never getting his damn name right, and you took mental notes to talk to those individuals about it later.

But, Marc would eventually come back, be baffled as to why he was with you, and not with his wife. You could see it in his eyes the moment he was fronting, and then you could see the shame on his face when he sputtered excuses to leave you and go back to her.

To keep shutting out Steven, locking him in a prison of dark nothingness.

You had to lie to Donna frequently, telling her any excuse to keep Steven on as a staff member. Donna would always be pissed about it, but you held more seniority over her, so she couldn't fire him, even if she wanted to.

You didn't know it, but you covering for Steven only made your three boys more fond of you.

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It wouldn't be until a year later, a whole year of Marc and You not talking to each other. A whole year of only Steven and Jake calling and texting you from different numbers to give you small updates, or to see how you were doing. A whole year of working closely with Steven, having him come over every day…

A whole year of secretly loving him from afar.

Then one day, Jake showed up at your door to inform you that Marc had left Layla. You were both glad and upset to hear that. Glad, because he was single again, but upset that Marc married someone to purposely distance himself from you. Upset, because he had ignored you for so long, but you were still so damned happy to see Jake.

When you asked why Marc left Layla, Jake told you that Marc didn't love her. He was never home, and never did anything nice for her. Jake said Marc only married her, because he felt he was responsible for her father's death, and even then, he felt so guilty that Steven was entirely unaware of it all.

He told you that Marc was living a dangerous life, unbeknownst to Steven, and they were all still hiding or ignorance from each other. Jake sat you down, and finally told you all about the spirit that was following them. It was the God, Khonshu, and they were his Avatars, well Jake and Marc were. Steven still had no idea what the fuck was going on, and was blissfully unaware. You took the news quite well, which surprised Jake. Khonshu introduced himself to you, well officially anyways. Jake seemed flabbergasted that you already knew him, and his master wasn't upset by him telling you about him.

***

A month passed, before you would see any of them again, and when you did, it was a complete surprise.

You were just minding your own business at the museum, trying to get the paperwork done to get rid of Donna and the useless security guard at the front that always got Steven's name wrong. You wanted them gone, either fired or transferred, since you had been promoted. A promotion that happened while the boys had been gone, doing only a certain God knows what.

A very timid and nervous Steven came walking into your office, holding a silly little 'Congratulations' card, a small cactus, and a hopeful expression. He asked if you were mad at him for being gone for so long, and you smiled sweetly at him, assuring him you weren't. He blamed it on his sleeping disorder, which you knew damned well he didn't have, but you just humored him and told him he was still welcome to work at the museum. That you had made special exceptions for people with disorders to be more inclusive.

He was so ecstatic, he hugged you with tears, thanking you for your understanding. That you were truly his best friend, and he didn't deserve you. You told him that was nonsense, as you'd do anything for him, knowing he'd do the same.

Steven had decided he was in love with you from that point on.

***

A week later, one of the women in another department started to show interest in Steven. You paid her or her advances no mind, mostly because she wasn't Steven's type at all, and he wasn't very keen on her brash attitude. She would approach him, and talk to him, and he would be nervous and scared, because only you had ever shown him any sort of interest.

But Steven wasn't interested, and this bitch wouldn't let it go. She mistook Steven's scared hesitation as nervous arousal. She took his stuttering and excuses to get back to work, as being flustered over her. It started to bother you, and Steven would catch you staring, only for you to look away and leave the room shortly after. You left, because you didn't want him to see you cry. To you, it looked like he enjoyed the attention.

Well, Jake was getting angry that this woman wouldn't leave Steven alone. He was sick of seeing your hurt expression. He devised a plan to get her to fuck off, without turning her down outright. Unfortunately, the day he put his plan into motion, you were at work when you shouldn't have been. You were supposed to have the day off, and be at a music festival the next city over.

Steven was scanning a bunch of Egyptian plush toys into the system when that woman approached him again. She flirted with Steven, and he backed away a bit, feigning like his cell phone had gone off. He managed to grab his phone, when the lady outright complimented him on his ass, and how juicy it looked.

In an instant his eyes rolled back as he twitched and stood straighter. He came back over and leaned on the counter with one arm as he stared her in the eye with a shit eating grin on his face. He asked her out on a date to an expensive steakhouse, and she said yes.

When she walked away, he noticed you and Donna were standing there with shocked faces. You turned away and left, and he knew you had seen the whole thing. He saw how your shoulders slumped, how you frowned, and the look of disappointment in your eyes.

Jake had fucked up.

***

So I had to break it up into separate chapters, mostly because Google docs was getting glitchy at 20k words. I still consider this a one shot.

Beta reading thanks to: Little Bean

Proofreading thanks to: I got trigger happy while high. I was supposed to get someone to proof read this for errors. Whoops.

#moon knight #moonknight #moon knight series #marvel moon knight #steven grant #jake lockley #marc spector #jake lockley x reader #khonshu #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x y/n #jake lockley x you #steven grant x you #steven grant x y/n #marc spector x y/n #marc spector x reader #marc spector x you #hathor

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plan-d-to-i · 1 year

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lmao not jc stans whining about the canon jiang cheng tag again, which was made out of courtesy to them whining about any mention of canon events in the jiang cheng tag harshing their delusion. No wonder he’s their favorite character 😆 just clown shit all around 🤡

If your lame ass gets triggered by any mention of the canon shit your fav pulled pick another fav bestie

#that’s why when I discussed jc I tagged in the jiang cheng tag bc you can’t please idiots and you shouldn’t try x #canon jiang cheng

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visualtaehyun · 9 hours

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Tagged by @thegalwhorants here, thank you dear ✨ I love musical tag games but this might be the first time I've answered one where the results are extremely telling about me lmao

Shuffle your On Repeat playlist and then list the first ten songs!

Next Love by BADMIXY

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P'Mix's MVs are always super fun and unapologetically queer and I love her as a songwriter! This song is actually over two years old but I first listened to it after ฟ้ารักพ่อ (DILF) went viral and she came out with her debut album that included this song. But I'm pretty sure I became properly obsessed with it after hearing the RnB arrangement that (surprise surprise 🤡) ZeeNuNew performed during the DMDLand2 concert. Also wanna shoutout that time New and P'Erk Chrrissa covered it together during a live session because it made me hope P'Mix might one day write a song for New!

ไหล่เธอ (You've Got Ma Back) by Fourth Nattawat, Ford Arun, Satang Kittiphop, Winny Thanawin

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I love this show and the entire OST! Could I have just linked the official MV? Why yes of course, but that wouldn't showcase the chaotic energy of the MSP gang as well lol (if the video doesn't start at the timestamp, it begins at 8:45!)

Get A Guitar by RIIZE

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Now this one's a real wildcard lmao It is literally the only song on my On Repeat that isn't written or performed by a Thai artist! I came across it through a KPop random dance vid so obviously I had to link the Studio Choom performance. The choreo is so fun and, to this day, some of my favorite KPop songs are funky just like this one. I don't know who this group is btw (like I literally only found out through this tag game that they're an SM group lol) since I stopped following KPop artists and trends when I fell into my lil Thai and QL corner here so sorry if I sound like your typical clueless local now 😂

รักแท้ (True Love) by NuNew

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He's performed this song countless times by now but I chose this one in particular because it was such a huge stage and opportunity for New 🥹 The official MV currently sits at 68 million views btw

ภาพสุดท้าย (Last Twilight) by William Jakrapatr

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Y'all. I was so obsessed with this song. Like I literally know the entire lyrics by heart. Since Pal reminded me of Piano & i, I had to go with this performance! :) I'm really looking forward to William's upcoming series - I love LYKN and Est Supha and am sure the OST is gonna be incredible.

꽃이 피는데 필요한 몇 가지 (Blooming Just For You) by NuNew, Paul Kim

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The first time he performed this song live 💕

How You Feel by NuNew

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Have I mentioned NuNew is my favorite artist 555 This is the song that did me in - it's the first song by a Thai artist that I added on Spotify after getting into QL via KPop -> DKZ -> Semantic Error -> other KBLs -> "Oh, let's watch another popular BL on Viki"... and now I'm here waffling on about Thai language and music lol

ใจรัก by Zee Pruk

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P'Zee recently said he didn't enjoy singing before he met New but that he's found joy in it after singing with him a lot. And he's improved so much! My favorite will always be when he sings ballads and love songs like this one though. (fyi this song is like 40 years old so you might have heard it covered by other artists before)

ประตูวิเศษ (Better Days) by Jimmy Jitaraphol, Sea Tawinan

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Aaaand check for another song off the Last Twilight soundtrack that I was obsessed with! What can I say, I'm a P'Amp fangirl lol The lyrics are lovely, it's easy listening, and this show occupied my brain for months.

ก้อนหินกับดวงดาว (Rock & Star) by Fourth Nattawat

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Love this scene, love Chinzhilla, love these lyrics, I'm repeating myself lol you get the gist, it's a banger!

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To sum up- 7/10 are OSTs, 5/10 were written by Amp Achariya, and 3/10 are by NuNew (+2 more made me talk about him). So now that I've been publicly clowned by my own Spotify, I'm tagging (no pressure ofc): @zimmbzon @pharawee @airenyah @telomeke @rocketturtle4 and whoever sees this and goes Oh hell yeh an excuse to talk about my fav music!

#tag game #thai music #badmixy #nunew chawarin #zee pruk #william jakrapatr #bella and the blorbos

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xlounzrhot · 8 months

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Someone letting Gamzee out of the fridge and he becomes obsessed with them. Is this anything

Ah yes😊

The classic Earth C Gamzee redemption arc fanfic set up!

🤔I guess it depends on how lucid Gamzee is once leavin the fridge🤔🤔how traumatized the clown is😱Is the boy feral??🤔🤔🤔pissed off???🤔🤔🤔🤔can he trust em????🤨

🧐Love this set up tho💞especially when he can barely handle being touched and has mad claustrophobia but will damn near take the arm off anybody who tries to touch the person who saved him🤬

Gamzee dont really trust the person who let him out cuz he has trust issues😣but he holds some kind of heavy respect🤘for them taking him in😗actually he probly already is kinda feral considering he raised himself basically but now after being trapped in a fridge🧊for a ton of years hes full on mad😵

1 moment hes hissing n swiping at you for trying to pet him or get him to take a bath😡the next he will not let go of your arm and is a whimpering😢scared mess😨horrified by some kind of waking dream abt still hearing the voice of "The Lord" in his ear n being afraid he might hurt some1😟

Post fridge Gamzee curling up with their "Motherfucking savior" after being wrestled into a bath🛁n crying becuz nobobys been so nice to him😔

😮Oh! Oh, Oooo! Shit this is my favorite part👉👉👉The part where the person who finds him in the gross corpse trunk💀finds out who put him in there and why and gets reasonably🔥🔥🔥pissed the fuck off🔥🔥🔥Or maybe its some1 who was on the meteor just wrestling with the guilt of letting this happen😶

Why yes, of course I browse the hurt/comfort tag on AO3, how can you tell?🤡

#xlounzrhot #gamzee makara #clown #homestuck #burns talks #redemption arc #sober gamzee #earth c #ignoring the epilogues

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rabidclownartz · 7 months

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Haiii hello!!!! It's your favorite clown joining Tumblr!!!🤡

I come here from Instagram <---

I LOOOVE drawing gore and my OCs!!!

I'm a 21yo artist located in the middle of Europe with a dream to have my art as a full time job...or to be a tattoo artist...not particularly picky XD

Other things I'm interested in are: JJBA, Genshin, Minecraft, animation, character design and I used to cosplay ^w^

personal acc is @bewareoftherabidclowns

Feel free to send asks or shoot me a DM whenever about whatever

Commissions are closed!!!

(Until I finish the ones I started 😭😭😭)

Tags explained and userboxes below cut:

#rabidclownartz » original art posts

#rabidclown speaks » reblogs, rants, text posts

#rabidclown gore » gore art (will also be tagged with #gore and #tw gore to be sure)

#rabidclown NSFW » nsfw art (will also be tagged with #nsfw and #tw nsfw)

#intro post #introduction #introductory post #blog intro #artists on tumblr #small artist #rabidclown #rabidclownartz #rabidclown speaks

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thehavochouse · 7 months

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oh if youre still doing the ask thing, have you done 30?

(yes yes feel free to send more >:o3)

YIPPEEE!!!!! 30 IS MEEEEEEE!!!!!! 🤡🤡🤡

Time for updated intro?

Name's Max, prns. are he/it/clown/honk, my side blog is @clown-that-goes-honk I'm the host of the system and happily engaged to my irl partner!!! My sign off is 🛸 or I tag posts with "#🛸 posting" or "#🛸 reblog". My in-sys brother is Daniel^^. I love clowns, gore, making art, getting tattoos or piercings, playing Genshin, Minecraft or whatever new game I come across. My special interest is JJBA and I will judge you based on your favorite character >:o333 I might be autistic??? not sure tho... uhmmm what else...my favorite color is green!!! I'm also non-human lol and change my haircut WAYYYY too often :oP I also have a fursona and an online persona called Rabid Clown 🤡

Here are some piccrews of myself:

#did system #anti endo #did stuff #system things #ask game #did game #system game #🛸 posting #alter intro #intro post #introduction

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toconolaw · 9 months

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Me/Rules

Hola! Cómo estás? Mi nombre es Rosé!! Welcome to my blog ᴖᴥᴖ

Requests Currently: 1350/1000

WIPs Currently: 209

Fandom list

My rules are simple~

No hate of any kind, no spam, I will delete anything if uncomfortable, I don't write anything illegal!

Write smut, fluff, angst, yandere.

I do not do character x character from fandoms, I don't care if ship is a fan favorite or cannon, I am only here for x reader content!

I am one to write a lot of platonic family ships x reader!

I also do my oc x reader content so if you don't like that leave.

I love doing moodboards so feel free to request one... or more!

My newest post is always pinned

Here you can speak your mind and opinions but we will not force anyone here to agree or believe the same beliefs! Everyone is different it's what makes you unique.

If you're wondering why I do not comment on my posts, its because this is not my primary blog, my primary blog is for personal use only so I would like to keep that private! <3 (ignore this there was an update)

Use tags to navigate for a specific fandom! ^w^ I don't know if I'll ever make a Masterlist..

To become an Anon here you must look at the list below my Mutuals and friends to make sure your name is not taken! You will have to put your Anon name as an emoji with your pronouns! <3

If you anon name made a request, you name with be in the post tags

Friends/Mutuals/tag list

- @pettysolo 🌙

- @bluetoner 📘

- @ughamato 🌹

- @blues824 🏴‍☠️

- @riddentheriddles 🥀

- @sol3chu ☀️

- @glitteryeelcoffee ☕

- @sweetensalts 🧂

Anonymous Anons

Crystal anon 🔮 (she/they)

The Duke anon 🇬🇧 (he/him)

Bowie anon 🎀 (any)

Fireball anon 🔥 (they/he)

Panda anon 🐼 (it/them)

Clowning anon 🤡 (she/her)

Music anon 🎙(she/her)

Football anon ⚽️ (he/him)

Ugh anon 😒 (she/her)

Ugly duckling anon 🐣 (any)

Princess anon 💎 (she/they)

Toco's Taco Child anon 🌮 (she/her)

Looker anon 👀 (it/its/she/her)

#my rules #tocorose🌮#rose talks #anon list #my faves

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nanamispto · 2 years

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tag game! tag 9 people you want to get to know better thank you @starpil0tblue for tagging me!

♡ favorite color: I love moss green so much.

♡ currently reading: So I'm actually currently reading four things: Afterparties by Anthony Veasna So, The Making of a Story by Alice LaPlante (which I've read before but given I'm teaching it this coming semester I wanted to reread it), I'm in a bookclub for haters that is reading A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas (derogatory), and I'm also reading my friend's poetry chapbook!

♡ last song: Plastic Off the Sofa from Beyonce's new album has been on repeat for me.

♡ last series: I'm gonna expose myself a bit but I just caught up with this season of American Ninja Warrior.

♡ last movie: DSKJFHLKD I actually watched four movies a couple days ago with a friend and I can't remember which one we watched last but it was either Krull or Robin Hood Prince of Thieves. Would not recommend Krull btw. -7/10, awful movie all around made even more awful by the fact that the set design fucked so hard.

♡ currently working on: What I'm actually working on is chosoyuki witch au and an old fic from when I was active in OPM. What I should be working on is my syllabus🤡

people I want to get to know better: I feel bad tagging people in this bc most of the people I talk to/am mutuals with have been tagged! I am a clown. If you want to hop on, I give you full permission to use me as your tag bc I love seeing what people are up to!

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Take Me With You

Chapter 22: Family ~ End

THIS FIC CONTAINS DARK CONTENT. 18+ ONLY. MDNI. HEED THE TAGS. *We made it! Thank you so much for reading this story! I've had a wonderful time writing it. I hope you enjoy this very brief conclusion, and the rather large epilogue. 🤡💙🗡

Pairing: Buggy the Clown x Fem!Reader

Chapter Summary: Buggy always gives you a choice. You know who your family is.

Word Count: 319

Take Me With You: Masterlist

Ao3 Link

Author's Note: Non-Con is not described, but the Reader murders their unnamed abuser with Buggy's help. Reader experiences a lot of feelings of hatred and trauma. Buggy is a villain in this story, except for how caring he is toward the reader. This romance is dark y'all, with a bunch of violence and angst mixed in with their sweet love. Please heed the tags, and DO NOT read if any of these themes may be triggering for you.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, 18+ ONLY, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, SA/Non-Con occurred in the past - not described during story, reader murders the abuser with Buggy's help, Reader has symptoms of trauma and dissociation, torturing and murdering an unnamed abuser, Knife Throwing, Buggy understands consent except when it comes to his captive audience of course, Consent, Knifeplay, Eventual Smut, Praise Kink, Angst, Inappropriate Use of Akuma no Mi | Devil Fruit Powers, Smut, Dark Romance, Slow Burn, Fluff and Smut, Possessive Behavior, Possessive Sex, Rough Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Comeplay, Aftercare, Throat Fucking, Cunnilingus, Hair Pulling, Biting, Overstimulation, Orgasm Delay, Comeshot, Anal Play, Alcohol, Bisexuality, Accidental Exhibitionism, Face-Sitting, Choking, Dom Buggy

“She was in there, wasn’t she?”

Buggy’s hands tensed where he held you, but you were gone. The dissociation numbing the pain, making you empty. One of his hands disconnected, his arms still holding you up.

Buggy touched your cheek gently, trying to bring your eyes to his. But you were stuck, your body frozen as the dust flew, covering you both even as far as you’d run.

“Vicious, baby?”

You wanted to respond, but the part of you that had that want was shoved in a small corner while the blankness filled the rest of your body.

“Fuck.”

You bounced in Buggy’s arms as he ran, the sensation reaching you enough to let hot, silent tears stream down your cheeks. An ache built high in your throat, and you wished for the numbness to come back.

Through the dust and the emptiness, you hadn’t noticed that Buggy was running toward the destruction.

Until you heard Luffy’s voice.

“Nami! You are our friend! We are your crew!”

Your head snapped toward the rubble and you saw them all, far enough through the dust that they didn’t notice you. Nami still wore Luffy’s strawhat on her head.

They all stood there, laughing and crying. Luffy actually did it.

You watched their joy, and your heart warmed for them, bittersweet. They’re a family.

You looked up at Buggy, his eyes focused on your face, your reactions.

“Do you want to go with them?”

His whisper was so pained, and it broke your heart that he would still let you go. You put your hand to his face, your thumb rubbing along his cheek.

“No, Buggy. You’re my family.”

Buggy gave you your favorite soft, squinty smile, this time his eyes filled with so much love and relief that you felt like you could melt from joy right there.

You kissed Buggy softly, then whispered along his skin.

“Take me with you.”

Likes, comments, and reblogs bring me much ✨dopamine✨ thank you so much!

a/n: I know this was short, but I wanted to end it there, right where it began. Please enjoy the hefty epilogue to see their adventure back to the Big Top. Thank you so much to everyone that read, enjoyed, and commented on this story. I wanted to write for so long, but haven't picked it up in years. This story means so much to me, and it makes me so happy that y'all enjoyed it with me.

Chapter 23 ~ Epilogue

Operation Olive Branch has compiled a working spreadsheet of ways to help families fleeing from the genocide in Palestine. If you enjoyed this fic, and are able, please click the link to find a list of GoFundMe's, as well as other ways to help.

#buggy smut #long fic #smut #angst #buggy fanfiction #buggy x reader #buggy the clown #reader insert #fem!reader #one piece smut #opla smut #one piece x reader #opla x reader #x reader #turtletaub fics #cw dark content

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claracivry · 2 years

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Hey there!! I just wanted to tell you that I've been reading your stories lately and honestly, YOU ROCK! plus I really enjoy seeing you on my dashboard, you're so funny, I always end up laughing so much at your tags! also I have a question for you, it's about everybody's favorite boy Eddie Munson: what do you think about the possibility of him coming back for season 5? I mean, the way they brushed off his death was kinda sus..just saying! I would love to hear your opinion on the matter :)

Awwww thanks so much for the kind words, anon!!! 😭🤓🥺☺️ I am so so glad you like my stories I often feel like they're trash to be honest, and it is so nice to hear that someone out there likes themmmm (and I hope you're still enjoying the whump because I have ideas)

About Eddie: I think the Duffers had no intention at all to do anything further with Eddie, he would remain as dead as idk Alexei. But, but! Now they must have realised how huge he is, how much merch he's selling and why wouldn't Netflix want to capitalise on that? They're a business, not there to produce the utmost art. And Eddie brings money, just looking at the amount of Hellfire tees you can see. Sooo that gives me hope.

Again, the Duffers weren't thinking about this and are probably against it? Some people have said that Eddie is there so that they can kill Steve without killing Steve, and get that trauma for Dustin like "ohh how will he deal if he loses someone that close" which wouldn't work if Eddie came back. But hey, they can still do Dustin angst if Eddie "comes back wrong" or simply about the fact that he left the guy for dead and never came back to him.

Some people are like "but it would be so difficult to come back! He's wanted and he has no place to go!". Look, I've fixed Eddie's charges like two or three times in 1k-2k oneshots, and I'm sure there's many others out there. I'm sure Netflix execs and the Duffers have internet too. They can read if they don't know.

Or maybe they'll be like a shadow on the series finale and it'll be Eddie because there is a spin off about him and the plot is "how is he alive??" But Eddie would come back in some capacity.

Probably I am being too optimistic and Eddie is just another death like the previous ones. Apparently, you have to be there from season one to come back from the dead.

TL; Dr I think the Duffers had no intention of bringing him back but seeing how he's blown up may make them reconsider. So yes I'm a clown 🤡 who still has a bit of hope. Thanks for asking and sorry for the rant!! Anyone else share your opinions tooo

#long post #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things speculation #also netflix isn't on their best moment is it?#they need the eddie money #so getting us more eddie feels logical #you know you want to netflix!!!#help yourself #and us #I'm a clown and a fool I now #but I can hopeeee

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suckitsurveys · 2 years

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Emoji Inspired Survey 🦄🤪👽 by joybucket

When is your birthday? 🎂 Sept 2nd. Have you ever dressed up as a unicorn? 🦄 I think so? At least a horn. What is your favorite color? 🌈 Purples and blues. Are you an alien? 👽 Sure. Have you ever worn a clown wig? 🤡 I think so?

Do you believe in the devil? 😈 Yeah, I met him. He’s my brother in law. What color was the last mask you wore? 😷 Royal blue. Do you own a cowboy hat? 🤠 I don’t. Would you rather carve or paint a pumpkin? 🎃 Carve. What is one thing you like to eat when you’re sick? 🤒 I go for broths and soups. What are three of your favorite country songs? 🤠 Jolene - Dolly Parton Lookin’ Out My Back Door - Creedence Clearwater Revival Girl From The North Country - Bob Dylan and Johnny Cash Have you ever seen a spirit? 👻 Yes. Have you ever drawn a picture of a skull? ☠️ Probably. When was the last time you cried? 😭 Saturday night. I feel like a DORK but I’m literally SO upset about Pete, Kate, Aidy, and Kyle leaving SNL. Name three things that remind you of spring. 👒 Rain, flowers, Easter. How many dogs have you had as pets? 🐶 One. Have you ever found a mouse in your house? 🐭 Yes. What is your favorite zoo animal? 🐒 Pandas How many times have you been stung by a bee in your life? 🐝 Once. Do you like ducks? 🦆 TO OLD TO BE A DUCKLING Are you afraid of snakes? 🐍 I have no reason to be actively afraid of snakes. Are you afraid of spiders? 🕸 I have no reason to be actively afraid of spiders. Would you rather own a poodle or a chihuahua? 🐩 Poodle. Name three things you associate with doves. 🕊 Prince, lol. Do you own peacock feather earrings? 🦚 No. Name three things you might find on a farm. 🧑‍🌾 Farmers, cows, crops. Who is your favorite superhero? 🦸‍♀️ Batman. Name three things that fly. 🧚‍♀️ Bats, birds, bugs. What countries have you visited? 🇨🇦🇦🇽🇧🇸 Outside of my own, the US, I’ve only been to Canada. As a tiny baby, though. What country do you live in? 🇦🇺🇪🇹🇱🇺 USA. Are you flexible? 🤸‍♀️ Somewhat. Do you like ice skating? ⛸ I'm so bad at it. What sports teams were you on in high school? 🎾🏀⚽️ None. Can you throw a football? 🏈 I mean, technically, yes? What were three of your favorite things to do during recess when you were a kid? 🛝 The swings, freeze tag, capture the flag. When was the last time you went roller skating/blading? 🛼 It’s been a WHILE but I’ve been kinda thinking about trying again. Do you own a boomerang? 🪃 No. Have you ever been skydiving? 🪂 Nope. Have you ever ridden a horse? 🏇 Yes. What time do you usually wake up in the morning? ⏰ 730-ish. What is your favorite amusement park ride? 🎢 Raging Bull at Six Flags Great America. What is your favorite ride at the fair? 🎡 Tilt-a-Whirl. Have you ever seen the Statue of Liberty in person? 🗽 No. Does your hometown have a fountain as one of its landmarks? ⛲️ It has a couple. Buckingham and those ones with the faces in Millennium Park What is your favorite fruit? 🍓🍇🍉🍌 Pomegranate. Do you like to sing? 🎶 Sure. Did the home you grew up in have a doorbell? 🔔 Yeah. Does your current home have a doorbell? 🔔 Nope. Have you ever driven a race car? 🏁 No. What was the last artsy thing you did? 🎨 Danced? I don’t know. What is your favorite movie? 🎬 Wet Hot American Summer. What is your favorite play or musical that you’ve been in? 🎭 I was in this really weird play in 8th grade called Santa and the Solar System. And like nothing else haha. What is your favorite musical that you’ve seen live? 🎟 Rent. Have you ever been to the circus? 🎪 Yes, when I was a kid. Name someone you know who plays the drums. 🥁 My friend Sarah does. Have you ever taken piano lessons? 🎹 No. I wish I did. Name someone you know who can play the saxophone. 🎷 I think my dad knows how, but I’ve never heard him. Have you ever been in a band? 🎸 No. Have you ever bowled a strike? 🎳 Yes. What is your current favorite video game? 🎮 Super Smash Brothers. What is the best fortune you’ve gotten from a fortune cookie? 🥠 Meh. What was the last type of pie you ate? 🥧 Uhhhhh It’s been a bit since I’ve had pie. Probably pumpkin over the holidays. True or false: Lollipops look better than they taste. 🍭 False. What are three baby names your friends have used that you like? 🍼 My sister’s sister-in-law’s kids are Holly, Emmett, and Zoe and I really like them. Are you allergic to peanuts? 🥜 No. What is your favorite alcoholic beverage? 🍷 Pina Coladas or Sake Do you know how to use chopsticks? 🥢 Yes. Are you superstitious? 🎱 I’m just a little stitious. Do you own a Magic 8 ball? 🎱 No. What is your favorite winter sport? ⛷ None. Name someone you know who is a Scorpio. 🦂 Pete Davidson hahahahaha. Also my friend Lori. List three things that have feathers. 🪶 Peacocks, chickens, flamingos. What color is your Christmas tree? 🎄 Green. What is your favorite type of tree? 🌴 Palm or Weeping Willow. Do you ever listen to CDs anymore? 💿 Sometimes. Name someone you know who is a Libra. ⚖️ My husband. Do you own a screwdriver? 🪛 Yes. What are three things you’ve dressed up as for Halloween? 🔮 Princess Carolyn, Lumpy Space Princess, Nyan Cat. I need an idea for this year!!!! Do you smoke? 🚬 Weed. What are three medications that you take every day? 💊 -- Have you had COVID? 🦠 It’s entirely possible. Do you prefer showers or baths? 🛁 Baths. What do you prefer fruity scented soap or flowery scented soap? 🧴 Flowery. What was the last clothing store you shopped at? 🛍 Torrid. What color are the chairs in your kitchen? 🪑 Brown-wood colored. Name someone you know who can play the violin. 🎻 I don’t know. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? 🚑 No. Where was the last place you flew on a plane? ✈️ SLC and back. Would you rather kayak or ride in a sailboat? 🛶⛵️ Sailboat. Have you ever been on a cruise? ⛴ A dinner cruise. Cupcakes or donuts? 🧁🍩 Cupcakes. Favorite carnival food? 🍦🍿🍭 Funnel cake. What was the last type of tea you drank? ☕️ Bubble tea. Have you ever gone sledding in the snow? 🛷 As a kid. Have you ever tried archery? 🏹 No. Do you meditate? 🧘‍♀️ Not really. Are you a good swimmer? 🏊‍♀️ Yes. Have you ever ridden in a taxi? 🚖 Yes. Do you own a scooter? 🛴 No. Name three things that taste good with pineapple. 🍍 In pina coladas. That’s all for now. I hope you enjoyed! 🍁🌻☀️

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