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girlboypersonthingy · 10 months

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can I request a list of like green flags and red flags for each of the characters in voltron? btw I love your writing:)

Hello friendo, thank you sm! Thanks for the request, I adore this idea. Also…Sorry y’all, I was posting like every other day for two weeks and then I hopped off for like two months. Oof life is really life-ing rn. I honestly chose to write this prompt before a lot of other requests bc it seems like an easy and short thing to bust out quickly. I swear, I will get to the rest eventually 🩵 keep sending in requests if you’d like! And as always… ENJOY~

KEITH ❤️

Red Flags 🚩

TERRIBLE AT COMMUNICATING. We all know Keith is stubborn and easily overwhelmed with a short temper. He doesn’t really know how to talk to people without getting angry. He feels that bc he has a hard time explaining exactly what he means, people never understand him and that makes him mad.

Bro isn’t scared of anything…and that low key scares everyone else. Like…who isn’t afraid of anything? The whole team has tried sooooo hard to figure out what will get Keith to jump out of his skin and scream like a child but to no avail… Boy just doesn’t flinch, doesn’t care, couldn’t care less about bugs and rodents and clowns and heights or anything like that.

Wears his gloves in the shower sometimes. Like wtf ???

Green Flags ✅

Also bc he is not afraid of anything, boy will protect his friends/family/partner SO HARD. He will verbally AND physically tear someone apart just for looking at you the wrong way. Very protective and caring but in a good way ya know?

Actually very selfless and not self-centered in the slightest. Keith is very giving and helpful, despite his tough exterior, he’s very caring, observant and considerate. He’ll give the shirt off his back to someone in need. He’s always down to help others. Ugh Sweet heart ❤️‍🔥

Has a sick ass space wolf that will also protect you like COSMO IS A MAJOR PLUS OKAY BIG GREEN FLAG DOGGO

LANCE 💙

Red Flags 🚩

Obvi his biggest red flag is how flirty he is. Boy will flirt with anything that breaths and that can get really annoying sometimes and affect the rest of the team.

Jealous AS FUCK. Like the petty jealous type. Lance is the kind of guy to pretend he has a partner back home just bc some alien girl he was flirting with said she had a partner already. He’s like “OH YEAH? Wow cool me too, same same, yeah….” But homie’s ego is a bit sore now…

Lies a lot. Lance just panics sometimes and tells a lie. He knows it’s wrong and he always feels guilty after lying to someone but it always just slips out. His mouth moves faster than his brain most the time.

Green Flags ✅

THE BEST HUGGER/CUDDLER OMFGGGGGG. Lance is the best hugger and cuddle buddy ever, period, end of story, try to change my mind. His long arms always stretch fully around the recipient’s torso and he squeezes tight enough to make you feel warm but not smothered. Usually will rest his chin on the other person’s head if they’re short enough (so Pidge obvi).

Very aware of other’s moods/body language/tone of voice. Everyone thinks Lance is “the dumb one” but he’s actually very in tune with what’s going on in the moment, what’s going on around him. I think he can tell how others feel the second he sees them. Good intuition kinda thing. An empath for sure.

Very considerate and often remembers the little things about people. Does he remember what he learned in class just a couple days ago? Pffft heck no! Does he remember everyone’s birthday, every year and get them a very thoughtful gift? HELL YEAHH I LOVE THIS SWEET BOY OMFG 🩵

SHIRO 🖤

Red Flags 🚩

Honestly…idfk Shiro is so perf. Perfect baby boy all the way

Maybe he could seem too nice at first…? Like when someone is nice but ur like “are you for real? Or are you fake and evil and you’re hiding something?” I think Shiro could be perceived as being fake nice at first.

Omg I feel like Shiro is one of those “ oh no, that looks delicious but I can’t. I’m watching my carbs.” YOU KNOW SHIRO IS A GYM DUDE WHO COUNTS HIS CALORIES PLZ

Green Flags ✅

ALSO AN A+ HUGGER. Imagine those big ass arms holding you so softly and so close to his big, warm body. Omg so comforting, so relaxing. Often gives a gently squeeze just before letting go and pulling away. Ugh 😩❤️‍🔥

Literally the most trustworthy man in the universe. Will defend his friends, loved ones, and planet until the end of time. Shiro would die before revealing any secrets you’ve asked him to keep. The best person to vent to bc he’ll never tell another soul about it. He’s like a personal diary

Shiro is sooooo patient. Definitely the most patient one on the team. He really does take his own advice…ya know, patience yields focus 😌 very sweet, calm man. We love Shiro

PIDGE 💚

Red Flags 🚩

GIRL WILL WORK HERSELF TO DEATH PLZ GO CHECK UP ON HER, BRING HER FOOD AND WATER, GENTLY FORCE HER INTO BED SHE NEEDS SLEEP.

Lowkey kinda moody and can get snappy very easily. Pidge is a sweet heart and very smart and a good team player but she’s also stubborn and will yell to get her point across or make herself heard (she’s an Aries…what’d you expect?)

Sometimes very conceited and braggy about how smart she is. Like yeah Pidge, we know you’re a genius and you could code in your sleep. WE GET IT. UR SMART. GEEZ 😒

Green Flags ✅

Pidge is so baby. Yeah, she can get snappy and braggy sometimes but…SHES SO BABY PLZ FORGIVE HER. She’s just young and stressed okay? Give her a break. She’ll apologize eventually with puppy dog eyes and a soft voice and while she looks adorable, she is being sincere and really wants to resolve this.

Very loyal and determined. I mean look how hard she searched and fought for her dad and brother. She won’t stop for anything or anyone once she has her mind set. Pidge Will never leave you behind and will always turn back to help someone in need.

Androgynous royalty. Pidge is soooo chill about her gender and identity. We love a confident babe 🏳️‍🌈💚

HUNK 💛

Red Flags 🚩

Boy is too scared sometimes. I think Hunk has really bad anxiety and it’s not the anxiety that is the red flag, it’s how he copes with it…which he doesn’t. Hunk let’s his anxiety get the best if him sometimes…but he’s trying.

Honestly…does Hunk really have any other red flags??? Baby boy is so sweet idk 🤷🏻

Over eats to the point of getting sick sometimes…and never learns his lesson. (Me asf)

Green Flags ✅

THE SWEETEST MOST CONSIDERATE AND THOUGHTFUL MAN IN THE UNIVERSE OMFG WHAT A SWEET HEART 😩💛 honestly just a very good guy. We love Hunk.

Obvi his cooking skills!!! Can cook for any occasion, on any cooking surface, in any conditions. Can cook so many different dishes from so many rich cultures around the world! So talented. His food always hits.

THE ABSOLUTE BEST at cheering others up. Soooo funny and silly and kind and relatable. He tries so hard to brighten others’ days when they need it. Will stop what he’s doing just to go cheer up a friend or loved one and watch them smile again.

MATT 🧡

Red Flags 🚩

Interrupts A LOT. In any given conversation, he will interrupt and talk over someone else at least once every minute. Can get really annoying sometimes but in his defense, if he waits too long to speak up, he’ll just totally forget what he was gonna say.

Like Lance, I think Matt would be overly flirty and act like a Fuck boy sometimes. Like bro sit your nerd ass down, that person is SOOO out of your league plz chill.

Can not take anything seriously (unless it comes to his family or his or anyone else’s safety) but day to day, Matt makes so many dumb and inappropriate jokes at the worst times. Ugh 😒

Green Flags ✅

Very brotherly to everyone he considers a friend or family. Protective, constantly checking up on others, making sure they have eaten, asking if they need anything from him. He cares a lot. Bonus points bc he’s a very good brother to his actual sibling too. Aww Pidge and Matt are sibling goals. 🥹

HOT AS FUCK NO MATTER HIS HAIR STYLE/LENGTH. You can fight me on this. Matt is gorg and so is his hair at every single moment throughout the show.

Extremely accepting and open minded. Matt treats everyone he meets equally and never seems phased when he meets others so different from himself. He may ask some questions for the sake of his own curiosity, but would never pass judgment on another person.

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thornsnvultures · 11 months

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bff!eddie x reader, fluff 🦝💓 cw: smoking/🍃 mention

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It's finally the weekend. You're spending it the way you usually do, lazing about Eddie's house. He's sitting on the floor quietly strumming his guitar and humming to himself while you lay on his bed and stare at the ceiling. It's not much but lately it's been your favorite way to pass the time.

You watched a movie and smoked with him earlier and as always the two of you wound up back in his room, talking about nothing.

"Eddie?"

He didn't look up from his guitar, just made a noise that told you he was listening and kept strumming.

"What would you do if you got, like, cursed by a witch and turned into a raccoon?"

"What do you mean? I am a raccoon."

"Pffft," you blow a raspberry and softly bop him on the head, the only part of him you can reach without getting up. "No really, what would you do?"

You can tell he's thinking so you give him a second. Your hand stays on his head, lightly scratching through his curls.

"Probably eat trash and sleep all day," he finally shrugs. "I don't know. What do raccoons do all day?"

"I don't know." You've never really thought about it before. But now you are and you're giggling at the thought of them having little raccoon jobs during the day. Maybe turning to a life of raccoon crime at night. Eddie starts laughing because you're laughing, doesn't matter he doesn't know what you're laughing at.

After a couple minutes you settle and go back to scratching, smiling at the back of Eddie'a head. "Would you...still hang out with me?"

"Who's cans do you think I'm rattling around in all day, baby?" Eddie's rolls his head back on the bed and winks at you.

"Nooooo," you break out into a fit of giggles again, hiding your face. "Don't rattle my cans!"

You hate how that wink replays in your mind again and again when your eyes are closed. You force yourself to open them and move your hands. The ceiling reminds you to chill. It's not like that for the two of you. Winking, flirting. It's just how Eddie is.

"I'd let you in. So you don't have to go dumpster diving. Feed you hotdogs. Or pizza."

"Even if I had fleas? Or ticks or something?"

"Yeah."

Eddie makes a noise like he's surprised at how easily you said yes.

"I'd give you a bath," you smile to yourself. "A bubble bath. Do you think raccoons like baths?"

"I saw one swimming in a pond one time," Eddie shrugs. "So maybe?"

Eddie stops strumming and puts his guitar down. He turns to face you, resting his chin on the edge of the mattress. A smile passes between the two of you and you turn on your side to see him better.

"Would you try to break my curse or would you like me better as a raccoon?"

"I mean, you'd make an adorable sidekick."

You play with the rings on his fingers instead of meeting his eyes. Eddie watches.

"True. But what kind of princess has a raccoon sidekick? Don't they usually have birds or mice?"

You roll onto your stomach, hiding your groan in his pillow. It smells too much like him and you can't handle him calling you a princess. You just can't. Not when he looks at you like that. His big brown eyes looking up at you like you really are a real life princess. It's too much.

"Do you know how to break a curse?" Eddie's question pushes through your inner turmoil. When you peek out at him he's still got that look but it's different somehow too. And your hand is still on his.

"Yeah," you gulp down your stupid overwhelming feelings. "Princesses are great at breaking curses."

Eddie's grin is megawatt, almost too much to look at. "Yeah? How would you turn me back?"

"Well, there is one way princesses usually break curses..."

"What way is that?"

You can't look at him. He's doing it to you on purpose, making you all flustered like this. He knows what you mean, knows how all the fairy tale princess stories end.

"With a kiss."

He's close, right there next to your head on his pillow, leaning into your space just a breath away. His hand is holding yours, probably has been in a while, and when he squeezes it all your fear fizzles away.

And you kiss him. First on the tip of his nose. Like he really was a raccoon with a curse to break. And then his lips before you can change your mind.

"Did it work?"

"Yeah," Eddie croaks and you laugh. "I was worried it wouldn't."

"Me too."

Eddie kisses you again, holds your face in his hands and really kisses you. And just like that the curse is lifted.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x plus size!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagines #tw smoking mention #tw smoking #my fics

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takenbypeter · 1 year

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Coworkers to Lovers

Steven Grant x reader

Words: 1055

FLUFF BINGO

You sucked in your breath once you caught sight of him first thing that morning. With his soft expression and dark circles, you watched as his brown curls bounced while he stocked some items in the gift shop across the way.

Opting to not look like a crazy person glued to the middle of the entryway, you moved towards the shop. “Good morning Steven!” You called out causing him to lose focus from whatever he was doing. “Mornin’,” he replied, smile tugging a little bit at his lips.

“Got a marvelous fact of the day today?” You asked. This was the occurrence every morning; you two would greet, then he’d tell you some amazing fact that you’d genuinely find incredible.

It was easy to chat with Steven, or to get swept into the excitement of his voice as he explained his new favorite facts. Although you didn’t have full on conversations with him it still seemed all…so simple with him. Maybe that’s the reason you gained a tiny crush. Well that and the fact that he was as handsome as they come.

He was always excited around you, smiling, and grinning, and to be honest you sort of thought the feelings you had for him were reciprocated. But you realized you were mistaken the other night when you passed by the shop and saw him chatting with another one of your coworkers.

He was flirting very heavily or at least that’s what it looked like from where you were standing. With the way she was giggling while he was smirking at her with an expression you’ve never seen from him before. It was strange seeing him in this sort of light, if you didn’t see it with your own eyes you might’ve not believed it but you brushed off the slight confusion you felt, telling yourself that you were happy he found someone. This is good for him.

You honestly didn’t think you’d hear more about it. You just happened to be in the area doing work when the same coworker came up to Steven, and you just happened to hear a little bit of their conversation.

“So, we still on for Friday?” Is what you heard from her.

“I’m sorry. Are you asking me out?”

You heard some laughter from her before she said, “You’re funny. See you then.” Before walking out.

You casually stepped into the shop and immediately noticed how spaced out Steven was. Clearly he had things on his mind, “big date on Friday huh?” You asked, seeming to break his focus as his attention came up to you. And a smile replaced his before straight expression.

“Huh? Oh yeah, I guess so. You wanna hear something funny?” He looked around for a second before leaning in slightly. “I sincerely don’t remember asking her out?”

“You don’t remember?” You asked leaning away from him as he shook his head. “Oh c’mon, you don’t remember being all flirty with her, it was right here yesterday. I saw it!”

“Me? Flirty?” He put a hand to his chest, “please.”

“It’s true you were really smooth. If you were to ask me out like that I definitely would’ve said yes.” You said adding a little bit more info than you probably should’ve. There was a moment of silence before you kept going, “what’s a vegan going to eat at a steakhouse?”

He laughs again that light chuckle, “I don’t know. Salad?”

You laughed your own laugh before leaving with a shake of your head, “have fun Steven.” Is all you said before leaving still shaking your head.

Before you know it the weekend comes all too quick and it’s Monday already.

“Morning Steven!” You shout entering the room like usual and his eyes perk up at the sight of you a small smile following.

He didn’t say his usual fact of the day or anything for that matter. You weren’t sure whether you should just leave him like that or say something. You opted for the latter.

“So…how’d your big date go?”

That seemed to get a reaction out of him as he gave a little laugh underneath his breath, “pffft

the date. It was good, yeah good.”

You nodded before you noticed the coworker walk by without giving a split look towards the gift shop. And Steven noticed the same letting out a sigh.

“I take, it didn’t go so well.”

“There wasn’t even a date.” He paused and you waited for him to continue. “I missed it.”

“You missed it?”

“Yeah something happened and I sort of blacked out for a day and I just missed everything.”

“Well, did you tell her?”

“Yeah, but that didn’t do anything and I don’t blame her. The whole thing is sort of ridiculous.”

It sort of did sound ridiculous, but odd things happen sometimes. Plus you did feel a teeny tiny bit of happiness from the news.

“I’m sorry that happened to you. But buck up, you’re handsome and smart. It’s her loss.”

His lips curled into a genuine smile for a moment. “Yeah I guess.”

“Good. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

He quickly brushed the air as if brushing the sentence away, “I don’t know about that.”

In the most sincerest of tones you said, “I’m serious.”

The grin on his face widens and you mirror him before giving him a friendly nod and turning away. Before you can get far you spin back around, “can I be honest about something?”

Steven doesn’t respond but he stops what he’s doing, showing you he’s listening. “I was sort of surprised when you asked Dylan out. I don’t know I guess I just never pictured you two together. Maybe and this is just a silly thought but I sort of pictured myself…with you.”

The room is already quiet but his expression of surprise really tells you something. “Can I tell you something? I quite like the image of that. If I asked anyone out I honestly thought it’d be you, I don’t know why I didn’t ask you.”

“Steven, you still haven’t asked me,” you remind.

“Right, of course,” he shook his head, clearing his thoughts, “would you do me the honor of going on a date with me?”

Nothing could contain the grin that was wide on your face. “I would love to.”

#steven grant imagine #steven grant fanfic #steven grant fanfiction #steven grant x reader #moon knight imagine #moonknight imagine #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #marvel fanfic #marvel fanfiction #moonknight x reader #mcu x reader #mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #mcu fanfic #fluff bingo

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mygwenchan · 3 months

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Bitch, all the time XD

Wer bin ich und wenn ja, wie viele? 🤔

Ohhhhhh! Nice character introduction! They got that from Kill Bill :) And I think Quentin Tarantino got it from an old western movie. For example "The good, the bad and the ugly" has a similar effect with gun shots/music and text.

Not gonna lie, daddy Jason is kinda hot when he nonchalantly kills someone while locking eyes with Aob 😳

Pffft, "a father" he says. Yeah sure, and I'm the pope!

Damn... he's really mind fucking Aob 👀

I should hate Jason, but he's such a good villain. I can't be mad at him lol

What a little shit XD

Ha! I knew Aob isn't just a mere prostitute! Of course he's his former daddy's right hand guy! And of course Jason had him do all kinds of fucked up things... It's actually a surprise Aob is still relatively normal, given the circumstances

Um... is Jason getting a bj from Aob in front of everyone? Is this one of those rich people things? Is that normal for the elite? Is he using the bathroom with his bodyguards being present as well? I have so many questions...

Also sucks for Aob, the guy he loved broke up with him, but he still has to offer Jason his services. My dude, I think it's time for you to find a better job

Wait... EVERYONE? How many "sons" does this guy have wtf... Also now I'm worried Porche might end up in a brothel as well.

Also "like a son or a lover" Yeah... or both at the same time... yuck

Noooooo! Don't kick my favorite big tiddy man ;;

Is this turning into the father, the son and the holy ghost? lol

Red envelopes: I think those are Chinese new year gifts, right? Guess Prom and Porche got a bunch of money and Porche also got that car that he and Jump have been using in one of the previous episodes

And here we have Porche, the new lover... But does that mean Prom was never Jason's boy toy? (Good for him if that's true!)

Well, at least Porche doesn't always get beaten up? idk... it's creepy to watch them like this. They're almost like a normal family, but we all know they're everything but normal 😶

Hmm, Prom seems to be tensed or even angry... Maybe because he's jealous of Porche? Or he knows how fucked up Jason really is and he can barely keep himself from smashing that guys head in

Another "happy family" image...

#playboyy #playboyy the series #playboyy ep11 #gwen's watchlist

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sugoi-writes · 10 months

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Stalker/Ghost Face! Obanai Drabble

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A/N: Soooo, don't at me or nothing, but I think Obanai and Ghost Face is a match made in heaven. So I put a twist in it that doesn't instantly lead down a dark path/end, and is more stalker-y. Sorry not sorry.

TW: Stalking, yandere vibes. Iguro is thirsty and makes comments about your appearance, and pokes fun at you. Generally will be an unnerving guy. Also this hasn't been overly proof read, so sorry in advance.

W/N- Wrong Name

You've been warned!

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You would be messing with your hair with one hand, lounging casually on the couch with your phone closeby. You were pretty annoyed, as you had gone through and blocked so many numbers, seemingly with no end; your nerves were on edge.

Just when you think you get a moment to yourself for a drink, your phone goes off again... An unknown, blocked number is calling... You sighed, deciding you would give the receiving end a piece of your mind.

But when you answered with the intention of trolling.... a genuine, soft masculine voice enters the line. As he clears his throat, his voice begins filling your thoughts with cloudy, less tame images.

"Hello... I'm sorry to trouble you so late at night. Is W/N on the line?" You swallow, wishing it were you, secretly.

"Oh, no, I'm afraid you have the wrong number...," you reply softly. You hear the man on the other end sigh, defeated.

"My apologies. Thank you for--"

"W-Wait!!! I uhm-- I mean while you do have the wrong number, I could... take a message for them? Maybe pass it along?"

Oh you idiot, that'd never work! you thought. Now this unknown number guy was about to slip out of your fingers....

You can practially feel the smirk through the phone, as the stranger replies," So you do want to talk to me, after all..."

You tried to picture way his face would look, his eyes... his voice left so many things to your imagination. You sputter, coming down from the daze.

"N-Not like that, just... trying to help a friend out. Anyways, you were saying...??" Whoever W/N was... they SURE were lucky.

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You'd be carrying on this way for quite sometime, pulling one set of your curtains closed. You threw your head back as the man made you laugh again, and you heard him uproar just as much. You hadn't noticed you'd been on the line for an hour now, chatting away like he was the best of friends.

"And just what were your plans the rest of this evening, dear?"

Your heart thumped in your chest, as the innocent pet name made your stomach flutter.

"I-I uhh-- I was actually planning on watching a movie, believe it or not." You could hear the man hum softly, grinning still.

"Ohh, and what kind of a movie? Maybe a... scary movie?"

You blink, a little surprised that he had guessed," Y-Yeah... a new slasher sequel came out, and I wanted to finally give it a try." The man hums again in approval, making you squirm.

"Ahh, not a bad choice, not bad... is it your favorite?"

You shake your head, chuckling," N-Nah... my friend was gonna come over and watch it with me, but they had something come up. But they told me to go ahead. And well, I didn't wear these pajamas for nothing!"

You hear a sultry chuckle through the receiver, and some shuffling," Hmm... tell me... since your friend isn't there, do you think you can handle a movie like that? A person like you may need some... company... during such a scary movie," the man teased.

You snort, shaking your head," Pffft, nah, this movie isn't that scary... not NEARLY as bad as others. If I can get through the first, I can get through this one."

The male on the other end is quick to reply, his voice deepening.

"So... it doesn't happen to make you nervous that you're in a similar predicament to the the first? A person, all alone in their living room... answering their phone to find some stranger talking back to them?" When you don't reply, he doubles down.

"I know my voice is quite alluring, but surely you feel a little... uneasy?"

You blink, chuckling slightly," H-Haha... very funny!" You kid, rolling your eyes," I don't even have the same name as the main character...," you boast proudly.

"And what is your name, dear?" The man suddenly asks, leaning into the receiver. You can hear his slightly labored breathing, sending a chill down your spine.

"I-Its uhh... it's not really--"

"Ohh, I'm sorry... I don't mean to be rude. I'd just like to know the name of the person I'm looking at."

You freeze in place, eyes widening exponentially," w...what...?"

The man doesn't let up, repeating himself," I said I'd like to know the name of the person I'm talking to..."

You stagger backward, clutching your shirt as you look around yourself," Th...That's not what you said just now," you try to reply calmly, your eyes wide in fear.

"Ahh, well it can't be helped... I guess for now, I'll be content with looking at your cute pajamas... a little on the shorter side, but your legs look so nice, I can hardly look away..."

You're practically shaking, his voice low as if it were right next to you,"... and how that shirt hugs you, hmm... You look so innocent and sweet from here... But for now..." You breathing picks up, as you go to check each lock on your windows, curtains violently being closed.

"Wh--who the fuck are you?!?"

"That's not important for now, as you said. We'll speak again very soon, Y/N."

Click

You crumple to the floor, grasping at your chest as the reality of your situation sinks in...

This was only JUST beginning... wasn't it?

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Meanwhile, Obanai's watchful eyes are seemingly obscured from your visage... for now. His heterochromatic eyes flutter, as he clutches his cellphone just a little tighter.

"Ahh... almost blew my cover. I suppose I'll have to switch to letters for now... anything for my dear, naive little Y/N."

Obanai, like a wild animal, slinks stealthily from his tree's perch and dusts himself off. As he walks away, he couldnt help but notice sirens in the distance.

"...ahh... 'guess I really do need to be careful around you." Obanai mutters, slinking away just in time for the troops to swarm your house. He chuckles wetting his lips," ...but no one likes winning the game without a little bit of risk involved... I think I quite like this game already."

He glances back to your house, so far away from where he stood now. In an instant, he crushes his phone effortlessly, thinking ahead to cover his tracks. He turns away, grinning as he throws his smashed burner phone into a nearby gutter. In the next, his disposable gloves.

"Take care for now, love..."

#obanai iguro x reader #obanai demon slayer #obanai kimetsu no yaiba #stalker!obanai x reader #stalker!obanai fanfic #yandere!obanai x reader #idk where this may go but i was feeling a certain was #you cant tell me that Obanai wouldnt make a fantastic ghost face #you cant and you wont hes perfect #tw: stalking #tw: yandere

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davidsdussy · 1 year

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This is gonna be a Lil sumin. I was wondering, what would be some of the stupidest and funniest or even sweetest things these boys do? Welll let's find out. HAPPY NEW YEARS

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Foul Language, just them doing stupid shit

sexual themes and smut AND FLUFF!

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David

𓆩 𓆪 David can be silly and goofy too, its not always serious we all know this. Man has natural crack hidden up his ass some here and its in there deep... Can't even reach up with ya foot.

𓆩 𓆪But one of the funniest moments with David is when he was minding his business. All up your sugar walls with his cock, no shame in the world. Just balls against booty, and Marko had threw a pizza into the slide of his face. The crazy part is how David didn't notice Marko's presence behind him. You watched as the pizza slowly slid down the side of His face and land in between your chest/boobs.

𓆩 𓆪 David was PISSED! But you? You laughed. It was too fucking funny, even with him balls deep inside you and a pizza on your chest.

"GET THE FUCK OUT YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!"

"Whoa calm down no need to get so hostile. I just thought I add a little Italian spice to your bedroom."

"MARKO!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH"

Dwayne

𓆩 𓆪This serious big teddy bear is goofy too..mostly quiet but once you come at him with fun time such as poking him and saying you didn't do it a bunch of times.

𓆩 𓆪 so here you were poking him as he reads on the couch. Repeatedly! Once he was annoyed enough he'll just simply grab you hand and kiss it.

𓆩 𓆪"You done?" he'll chuckle at you. You see dwayne has a hell of a lot of patience I like to think even more so than David. Once you shrugged and claimed it wasn't you, he'll say"Oh yeah?" And then that's when the fun starts.

"MERCY! PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA!" Your laughter filled the lightly dim lit hotel. Be pinned under the long haired giant of a vampire, being tickled brutally. "Yeah? Gonna tell the truth now?" He'll smirk down at you as you nod "Alright alright! I'll stop poking ya!" You yelled out and smiled up at him before sitting up and kissing his cheek.

Paul

𓆩 𓆪we all know this man don't have hidden crack up his ass...he got crack in his peepee 🙄That mf goes up randomly and who better than you to go to for help. He'll always hug you from behind and rut against you slowly as he whispers filthy things in your ear.

𓆩 𓆪He's just restless, always grabbing for you but he can't help it. Not when you're standing there doing nothing looking all pretty. Even just your voice alone turns him on.

𓆩 𓆪You love paul, never the less. You'll do anything for your sweet puppy. But today you weren't in the mood. So you got an idea, Paul is a menace we know this. even his jokes be heartless a little. So..you did the unthinkable..

A rumble erupted on Paul, and he froze. Did you just?....did you just fart on his erection?!?! Instant turn off, whyyyyy!? "WHOA BABE, you could've warned me!"He backs up and whines. "I'm so sorry Pauly! I didn't m- pffft hahaha" you laughed and grabbed your lower abdomen from laughing so hard. You could hear David from across you two. "That wasn't an accident she's lying" he smirks trying to instigate."Y/N!? Is this true?!"

Marko

𓆩 𓆪Oh man...you thought Paul was bad. Wait till you hear how him and Paul were planning a prank on David. Nothing like annoying the true high king of skyrim.

𓆩 𓆪so here they were. Waking up early at tonight just to piss off the hanging human bat with crocodile feet. Paul started off by poking David awake. Like it was a serious problem happening

𓆩 𓆪Little did little David know...he's always gonna be the butt of their jokes...no matter what...

"DAVID! WAKE UP! MARKO IS HURT PRETTY BADLY!" David woke up quick, both concerned and pissed about what was going on. "What do you mean he's hurt?! What the fuck happened?!" Once he got his gorilla grippers off the ceiling and started running down the hall with Paul. And there Marko was..bleeding on the ground, panting and reaching out dramatically"it hurts.." And David was over there in seconds! Wait, oh no...he didn't get nowhere because the mf slipped on some oil Marko put on the floor purposely. Sending David sliding across the ground and into a wall. "PAHAAHAHHAHAHA!" The loud howls filled the hotel as David got up growling and slapping Paul and Marko in the back of the head. "YOU LITTLE SHITS!"

#tlb 1987 #david the lost boys #poly!lost boys x reader #the lost boys 1987 #tlb x reader #dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #paul the lost boys #the lost boys marko #the lost boys paul #the lost boys david #tlb smut

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inbrightshadows · 8 months

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*pretends it hasn't been like two weeks* 😎 I wanted to wait until I had more written but alas, le writers block. but never mind that, it's turtle baby Jr time 🔫 Sprays you with juice that makes you go read SomeRandomDude's Cas Apocalyptic series because it's very fun and I like it.

[Part 1]

“Hm. Well it’s not on fire,” Donatello says as he steps into the perfectly normal looking kitchen. The younger turtles keep their eyes firmly away from the cabinet Donnie shoved Casey Jr and his containment mug into. Thankfully, Casey seems to be being cooperative and quiet at the moment. Maybe he fell asleep, Leo thinks.

“Pffft of course it’s not on fire. Anyway you wanted coffee? I think April brought us some fancy stuff? I want some too, lets use that.” “M-hm, sounds good…”

Leo ignores the feeling of Donatello’s eyes drilling into the back of his head and opens up a cupboard that doesn’t contain a secret baby mutant nephew turtle. He pulls out the nice coffee April gifted them and starts measuring it into the coffee maker.

Out of the corner of his eye he watches Donatello raise an eyebrow at the cutting boards spread over the counter containing minced up fish meat and a single strawberry.

“Trying a new recipe, Mini-Mikey?” Mikey jolts. Leo is abruptly reminded of something. Donatello is, or was(?), Donnie until the whole apocalypse thing. At the very least he had exactly the same childhood.

Which means he knows exactly which brother to press.

“Oh, uh-uh-” Mikey stutters and squeaks. “I mean- yeah! I was just, y’know, I thought I’d do something a little… different?” Mikey’s head slowly sinks into his shell until only his eyes show. “Well I’ve got no idea what it might be but I’m sure it won’t… disappoint me.”

If you were to hold a lying competition Mikey won't take last place. That honor goes to Donnie followed by Raph. Mikey would sit at a comfortable third with April beating him out for second, leaving Leo to claim the title of Best Liar of his siblings. April and Mikey would tie but Mikey has one significant weakness that lets April beat him out every time. He can't stand to disappoint the people he cares about.

“You would never do something to deliberately disappoint me. Right?” Donatello grins at Mikey, all teeth. Mikey rings his hands together, the rest of his body frozen.

Leo smacks the buttons to set the coffee machine running and bolts to rescue Mikey.

He tries for a smooth slide up to sling an arm over Mikey’s shoulder but a hand catches him by the shell. Donatello lifts him just as effortlessly as Raph ever has, and keeps him there, dangling in the air.

“Mikey.” Donatello sets a heavy hand on Mikey’s shoulder, sending his head retracting another inch. “Is there something you need to tell me?” he says it with the same voice Dad always does when he’s lying about them not being in trouble. Leo tries desperately to motion for Mikey to not give in- he can still totally salvage this- but it’s too late.

“Ahhhhhhh- DONNIE ACCIDENTALLY TURNED CASEY INTO A BABY TURTLE MUTANT!” Mikey wails. “He what?” Donatello’s head snaps toward Donnie, all but hidden behind a board stiff Raph.

“You left your lab open!” Donnie sputters, indignant. “My lab- did you touch the test tube on the desk?” “We put him in a mug!” Mikey wails, fully retracting into his shell “A mug. You put him in- Wait.” Donatello looks at their empty hands. A dawning horror grows on his face. “What mug? None of you are holding a mug. Where is the mug?”

Donatello finally drops Leo in favor of whipping around and grabbing Raph by the shoulders. “Where did you put the mug?”

“Uhhhh Donnie shoved it in the cupboards!” “You left him unattended?” Donatello yells, already ripping off cupboard doors. “My kitchen!” Mikey squawks, popping out of his shell and leaping up to hang off Donatello’s arm. “My nephew!” Donatello retorts.

Three cupboards meet their demise before Leo manages to scramble over to the correct one, yank it open, and carefully pick up the mug containing Casey Jr.

“Quit wreaking the kitchen! Look, it’s fine, see?” Leo holds the mug out in two careful hands, one under and one over just in case Casey decides to try and jump again.

Donatello snatches the mug, ignoring Leo’s hissed “Careful!” like he’s heard it a thousand times. He stares down into it, not moving a muscle. Leo doesn’t even think he’s breathing.

“...Ok I know he’s adorable but I think holding your breath is a bit-” “This is the mug you put him in?” “Uh. Yeah?” “This mug right here?” “Well technically Donnie put him in it but-” “This mug, right here, which is empty.”

ehehehehe There's a baby turtle mutant loose in the lair! No one knows what to do, least of all CJ! He's never been in a lair before! [what the vibes of the next part will be like]

[this is where part 5 will someday go, when it will come nobody knows]

#cass apocalyptic series #my writing #bs posts #once i defeat the writers block it'll be time for the bit i wanted to write this whole story for #yes we are only just now getting to the part I was most excited to write #chaotic turtle baby jr ehehehe #turtle baby casey Jr #Finally y'all get to know that i'm imagining him as one of Those kids #the kind that had to be put on a leash because if you looked away for half a second they were GONE #Junior has breached containment >:3 #i am very much having fun in cass's sandbox #if you haven't taken a peak at Cass's series I am sending a :( your way

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howlingday · 1 year

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tragic backstory (tm) au)

it's been a week since the events with a dragon and beyond the fact that everyone thinks he's a destined hero come again. and the fact that he now actually has an army and village to support himself and pay for all his gear (being a knight is pretty ballin) he really has one major complaint

WHY THE FUCK IS HE BETTER AT FIGHTING ON HORSEBACK THAN HE IS FIGHTING ON FOOT! ICHOR AND HIM HATE EACH OTHER WHY ARE THEY SO IN-SINK???

also his sword and lance (and armor) have been weirdly sturdy since he killed that dragon. but he's mainly upset about the whole better fighting on horseback thing

Hero From On High Horse

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A king does not command when the sun will set, nor when the moon will rise. A king simply knows these that lie beyond his control and uses them to his advantage.

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Yang: PFFFT! AHAHAHAHA! Look- Look at this one!

Ruby: Snrk! (Mocking) "He is duh chosen one as it was foretold by the scrolls!" AHAHAHA!

Jaune: Ugh... Could you guys please stop?

Pyrrha: (Rubs his back) Unfortunately, they can't. Nor can the hundreds of thousands of people on Remnant.

Nora: Whoooooooa! Hundreds of thousands! That's quite the kingdom, your majesty!

Jaune: Ugh, not this again.

Ren: Like it or not, there is a lesson in all of this.

Jaune: What, "Don't get caught on camera"?

Ren: There's that, and "Know your place."

Jaune: Wait, what?

Ren: Like it or not, you are the king, which means you must govern, rule, and dictate your resolve to your subjects. You're not just some student at Beacon Academy to the public anymore. You're their king.

Jaune: (Sighs) Yeah, I guess you're right. No point in trying to fight the hundreds of thousands of people who watched me.

Ruby: AHAHAHAHAHAHA! LOOK AT HIM!

Yang: PFFT! KEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!

Jaune: Even if it is just two people voicing them right now...

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Jaune: I hate you so much.

Ichor: (Sputters)

Weiss: Is that any way to talk to your mount, who bravely fought the dragon at your side?

Jaune: For the first half, sure, before he left me hanging out to dry the second I was tossed off!

Weiss: Well, you should have been more considerate of his safety.

Jaune: More considerate- OW! STOP BITING ME!

Ichor: (Snorts, Trots away)

Vas: (Sitting on the fence) You get a load of this guy? Can't even get a dumb animal to listen to him!

Fuentes: It is pretty pathetic. Hardly worth so much excitement for.

Jay: (Grumbles)

Shishi: While I am inclined to agree with your statements, gentlemen, the fact remains that the people believe he is their king. As it stands, we should treat him with the same respect we would any leader.

Shishi: That is, until he chooses to step down.

Ren: He won't.

Shishi: (Flinches)

Jay: (Stiffens in place)

Ren: Jaune may not be the most impressive person on Remnant now, but I have no doubt in my mind that he will become someone who exceeds all of our expectations.

Nora: Yeah! Even when I first showed, I had thought the Headmaster was playing a joke! But Jaune is definitely the king, so you should all bow down!

Pyrrha: Um, Nora...

Shishi: ...Until they put a crown his head, (Watches as Jaune is thrown off again, Turns) I will never bow to such a weak-willed boy so ill-suited to be king. (Walks away)

Fuentes: Agh! S-Sir, wait!

Jay: (Grunts, Follows)

Vas: Well, I guess that's my cue to boogie. Now, if you ladies want a real man-

Pyrrha: (Glares at him)

Nora: (Glares at him)

Vas: Uh, I'll be right over there! Guys, wait up! (Scampers off)

Jaune: (Trots over on Ichor, Gets off) Was that Team Savage?

Pyrrha: Yes, it was. They were out here watching you.

Jaune: (Sighs) Great. More people to watch my misery. Just what I needed.

Ren: It wasn't like that.

Nora: Yeah! I've never seen a horse stand on two legs for so long!

Jaune: What? (Turns)

Ichor: (On hind legs, Smashes hooves down)

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Vas: Thanks for ditching me, guys! I thought I was gonna get skewered by Lady Invincible and then smashed by her dwarf bestie back there!

Shishi: If anything physical happened, your semblance would have saved you.

Vas: Yeah, sure, but what about my emotional damage? I got feelings, too, you know!

Jay: (Pats head)

Vas: Thanks, Jay. At least I can take comfort knowing I still got a chance with that cutie in the green dress- ARGH! AGH! JAY! STOP! ARGH! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!

Fuentes: What do we do now, Captain?

Shishi: For now, we resume our studies. We are here to become huntsmen, after all.

Fuentes: And what about Jaune Arc, sir?

Shishi: Not to worry. There is an old adage my father taught me.

Shishi: "A true king can only be slain by an ever truer king."

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Gillian: So what your plan?

Jax: We will attend Beacon as prospective students, and ask for a tour. As we are guided, we will locate our quarry and have them ally with us, securing support from beyond Vacuo when we are my King and Queen of Remnant.

Gillian: Will this plan work?

Jax: I cannot be certain, but unless they are both away from the school itself, I do not see us failing in the near future.

Gillian: I see. Excuse me, my brother.

Jax: You're not holding onto any second thoughts are you?

Gillian: No. Of course not. (Enters bathroom, Looks into the mirror) I hope you know what you are doing, Jax. (Looks to her scroll, Notices missed call)

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Taiyang: (Scroll buzzes, Answers) Surf's up, it's Hi Tai!

Yang: (Via scroll) Hey, Dad...

Taiyang: Hey, sweetie! Everything okay over there?

Yang: Dad, I... I went on that mission to Mallet.

Taiyang: Oh...

Yang: And some stuff happened.

Taiyang: Like that kid caught on the Atlas cameras?

Yang: Y-Yeah, that's... That's Jaune.

Taiyang: And is Jaune your boyfriend?

Yang: Daaaaad...

Taiyang: I'm just asking, sweetie. I'm not planning on doing anything bad to your boyfriend.

Yang: (Groans) Look, I... Something happened to me. I was fighting these rats, and there were more rats, and even more rats. Just rats... everywhere!

Taiyang: Sounds like a Hamlen. Nasty little guys. I'm glad you got out okay.

Yang: Uh, yeah, just a few cuts and burns.

Taiyang: Burns? You haven't been burned since... Well, since I can last remember before your semblance was unlocked.

Yang: Y-Yeah, about that. I... I kind of went sort of beyond what I usually go to with my semblance. Like, it felt like the air around me was burning, and I could really see that well. After I killed the rat things, I went after Ruby.

Taiyang: (Sighs)

Yang: Dad?

Taiyang: Yang, when you were, uh, "going to the next level," what were you thinking?

Yang: I was thinking... I was thinking about how sad everyone was going to be. About how I'd never get a chance to talk to any of you guys. Even... Even Raven.

Taiyang: Alright. I think I know what happened, but it might come as a shock to you, so I hope you're sitting down.

Yang: Uh, yeah. Why? What's going on?

Taiyang: Yang, I have one more question for you.

Taiyang: Have you ever heard of the Burns Tribe?

#rwby #rwby au #jaune's tragic backstory (tm) au #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie #yang xiao long #taiyang xiao long #ruby rose #jax asturias #gillian asturias

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onwesterlywinds · 8 months

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PROMPT #6: Ring

"Livvy," said Zero, so quietly that she almost hadn't heard her amid the bustle outside Meghaduta.

"Yeah?"

Zero's face was characteristically hidden by her wide-brimmed hat, but Ahtyn could make out the barest trace of a frown underneath. "I believe my linkpearl may be broken. If you would be willing to assist me, I would be in your debt."

"Pffft." If the maintenance and repair of linkpearls was a matter of debts, the Garlond Ironworks would not be facing nearly as many financial challenges. "Don't worry about it. You can just treat me to some more curry later."

Zero nodded - almost immediately - and dropped her linkpearl into Ahtyn's palm. Almost at once, it gave a chirp and a small vibration.

"It has been activating almost constantly. I have found the command to silence it, but if I were to do so, I would not be informed of messages from you and your companions. Given the urgency of our tasks, that would be unacceptable."

Ahtyn examined the linkpearl from the outside. For all intents and purposes, it was identical to her own: the same make and model as the one Minfilia had given to her nearly ten years ago. "Looks like all the bits are where they should be. You haven't dropped it, or anything?"

"Not that I can recall."

"Gotcha. So from here, the first step that most people will tell you is to turn it off and back on again, but let's be real, we don't have time for that."

Zero tilted her head in confusion. "Is it not worth an attempt?"

"Nah, it's fine." She brought it a little closer to her face. "Mind if I check some of your inbox? I promise I won't look at anything private - I just want to see if there are actually messages coming through every time you get a ping, or if it's alerting you to nothing."

"You may look at whatever you would like."

There was a lesson in there somewhere about friendship and trust, and how there were some friends (like G'raha) to whom she could show her entire search history without any negative repercussions, and some friends (like Urianger) with whom she would sooner never speak again than show a single saved image on her tomestone, but Ahtyn was too distracted to make it into a coherent point. Zero's inbox was in shambles.

"How many people have you given this number to?"

Zero had to ponder this question, which was not a good sign in this context. Ultimately, however, she said, "Only the Scions. And one formidable hunter of elite marks."

"That's it, then. Looks like whoever they are, they've signed you up to a hunt linkshell."

"A hunt linkshell?"

"Not a very good one; there's way more chatter than callouts happening." Ishgardian court drama, complaints about aetheroil prices, dispatches from the Quicksand, and a recurring stream of lines and hashes made to look like fat cats. "I think it's safe to mute this until we're back from the void for good."

"I see."

Ahtyn pressed a few buttons to mute the awful linkshell but did not yet hand it back to Zero, as she could sense that the reaper had more questions. "Linkshells can be handy for meeting people, especially people with shared goals or interests. But they can be a bit too much for me. All it takes is one annoying person to ruin the vibe, you know?"

To her credit, Zero nodded in immediate understanding. But of course - she herself had been something of a leader of her own little community in the void. "You are not in a linkpearl for meeting other women?"

For a moment, Ahtyn's brain went completely empty. "Uh, no," she stammered. "No, I prefer to meet people more… organically."

"Organically?"

"Like, I want to get to know someone in person before I talk to them."

"Strange," said Zero. "I would think that talking to someone is the only way of getting to know them."

"I mean to date! Dating is way different from friendship, and I've always felt most comfortable being friends with someone before I think of them as a possible romantic partner."

"Like Zenos."

The only emotion she could summon was a deep relief that none of the others were around to hear. "…There are lots of reasons why Zenos and I would never have been… romantic partners. But in theory? Yeah. Sort of like that."

Again Zero nodded. She held out her hand for her linkpearl, and Ahtyn returned it. As the reaper walked away, evidently deep in thought, Ahtyn filed away a mental note to make a few long overdue calls.

#FFXIVWrite #FFXIVWrite 2023 #Livvy Ahtynwyb #Zero FFXIV

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jennyandvastraflint · 8 months

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Xena reactions S1Ep3 (I unfortunately don't have English reactions for the first two eps. They're at least half in German)

Xena Episode 3

Awww, Gabrielle training. (sword stuckkkk)

"You're lucky the tree was unarmed" 😂

Wisdom before weapons

Xena three seconds later: *pulls sword*

NOOOO, GABRIELLE BABYYY kein Schwert!

Uh oh. Orpheus? Or Morpheus? *rewinds* yeah, no idea. Probably Morpheus. Cos title: Dreamworker

"I'm waiting for you to say it for me" Pfft, the lesbianism

Gabrielle... No swordies for u

Oh yeah. Morpheus.

"You must be experienced then." "I've had experiences" SO valid as an answer

"Bigger" Xena staring at her breasts.

"IT'S NOT LIKE YOUR BREASTS ARE DANGEROUS ENOUGH" dhdhdvsvsva GABRIELLE

*shoves guy against barrel* Oop. She is BIG MAD her gf is gone. (Vastra 🤝 Xena)

"I'm not the wifey type" LESBIAN

Uh oh. Gabrielle senses opportunity

Ooooop, Gabrielle shouldn't kill

Travel dreams to save her love. (Something something "time travel was always possible in dreams")

"Use your own mind against you" uh oh

Is she wearing purple? Pwettyyy (not giving Katie McGrath at all, yes I'm gay)

OHHHH. Names of her victims. It's so much harder to kill when you see people as people...

"Kill us" oh yikes I'm getting hooj FMAB vibes from the philosopher's stone scenes. Especially in uhhhhh when they're stuck in the wrong portal

Oiii, Morpheus is not an ally to lesbians. Rude. Boo

Gabrielle my pretty princess I will fall to my knees are worship at your feet (I'm gay)

Remember Xena's words, Gabrielle

She made them fight each other, whoop

I want them to speak through either dreams-

Ohhh. The lesbianismssss xD So gae

Look at the gays

NOOOO, SHE FADES NOOOO *flashbacks* CAN WE STOP MAKING LESBIANS FADE FROM DREAM SPACES at least Gabrielle wasn't fucking MURDERED i guess

"It was a hypothetical question"

PFFFT Gabrielle bargaining for beauty sleep xDD

Why was the sword quality of the first sword so shitty?

PLS THE WAY THEY ACTUALLY STOP. AND START FIGHTING EACH OTHER. I love her.

Wow Gabrielle has SO much luck

"Soon she'll be just like you" ahhhh

Xena doesn't want Gabrielle to suffer that way

Ohhh, she controls her own passage!

Woman 👀 Smexy

OOP, IT'S XENA HERSELF

"It means I finally get to kill you" HUH

Did I mention women are super sexy

Awww, poor Gabrielle

"If you were that strong I would never have left you"

HAH. She disappearedddd

Gabrielle. Give that sword to Xena

GOOD GIRL

Boob knife boob wife

PUNCHING HIM YESSSS. IMPRESS XENA

"10 percent off everything" shdhdhs

Yay, blind man got his job back (don't like his miracle healed sight but whatever)

"Mythical priests in your area"

Gabrielle my beloved

"We're all capable of it" The waterrr

"But if we sit here long enough, it'll go back to calm" HHHHH

They're so gay

The water is calm as they leave... Xena at Gabrielle's side

Um yes I will absolutely use a concept similar to this in a Jenny/Vastra fanfic at some point btw. I have the dreamspace and a psychic connection to exploit, hellooo.

I absolutely adore Xena and I think I'll spend the next few weeks watching only that.

#v watches xena #xena warrior princess #xena and gabrielle #xena dreamworker

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justmeinadaze · 2 years

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Unattainable Part X (Eddie X Theater Girl)

A/N: I rewrote this like 3 times lol I needed theater girl to have a moment with Eddie where he is human. Because he is. Even though to they love each other and he's her "knight in shining armor" he's still man with some insecurities and fears like the rest of us.

Warnings: No smut in this one but definitely some angst and fluff near the end lol, Theater girl has a moment with her mom (there are mentions of the trauma there; not a lot but) , there is drug use and not the fun kind!

Word Count: 3900

“Are you sure you want to go back?” Eddie’s tone was low, laced with an undertone of sadness. It broke my heart but I had to go back home sometime and with it being the Sunday before going to back to school, I figured I might as well. “You can still stay here you know.”

I made my way towards where he was sitting at the end of his bed playing his guitar. His back was to me as he kept his eyes on the tv in front of him. Wrapping my arms around his shirtless torso, I placed a kiss on his bare shoulder. I felt his strong, calloused hand reach up to rub one of my arms.

“Eddie, I have to go home.”

“At least let me go in with you. I can even stay in another room while you talk to her.”

“I promise, everything is going to be fine.”

He turned his head in my direction, bringing my hand to his lips, planting a soft kiss on the back.

“I just want to know you’re ok.”

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When I entered through my front door, I immediately felt Eddie’s absence. The house was still and eerily silent. All the shades were pulled down making it seem darker than it should be. As I walked by the kitchen, I noticed the dishes piled high in the sink.

“What are you doing?!” Eddie’s voice cracks comically behind me and he shoves me to the side with his hips. “Princesses don’t do dishes!”

I made my way up the stairs, glancing in my mother’s bedroom but there was no one there.

Eddie jumps on the bed and crawls up to me planting a sloppy kiss on my lips. “I missed you.”

“You were gone for like 10 minutes!”

“Pffft! 10 minutes to long.”

As I enter my room, I throw my bags on the floor. I make my way towards the empty bed and look around my what now feels like an empty bedroom. I don’t even try to control the tears as I lean into the pillow, hugging myself as I cry.

“Hey. You ok, baby? Do you need anything?” Eddies hand caresses my cheek.

“No, I’m fine. Thank you.” I smile up at him as he leans in to kiss my forehead.

I had been home for 3 hours before my mom finally came home. I listened intently as she made her way into the kitchen, moving things around, and then stomped her way upstairs.

“Oh hey. You’re home.”

I can’t find it in me to reply to her so I simply look in her direction and nod my head. She comes in, sitting down beside me and it takes her a few minutes before she says anything else.

“Look, um, I am sorry about what happened. You know”, she swallows and nervously runs her hands along her knees. “You know I would never hurt you like that. I would never…I would never…I would”, she starts repeating herself under her breath.

I reach out and take her hand in mine. “I know, mom. I know.”

Her eyes are brimming with tears when she turns her head to look at me. She nods her head as if I affirmed something with my answer. She slowly gets up, heading for the door.

“Oh! Something came for you while you were gone. I put it on your desk.”

I flash her a lazy smile and she returns it before heading for her room, closing the door. I slog over to my desk and see an envelope with a college insignia. I quickly open it and read through the letter. I got accepted into my first-choice theater school in New York. Smiling, I hug the letter to my chest.

Reaching for the phone, I dial Eddie’s number.

“Yeah?” The sound of his voice immediately calmed my chaotic mind. From a distance I heard Wayne’s voice float through. “Edward! Is that seriously how you answer the phone?” Eddie huffs into the mouthpiece.

“Wow. You always know how to make me feel special.”

“Hey! Hey. Hang on a second.” He pulls the phone away from his face. “It’s for me, Wayne! Calm down!” I giggle at him as I hear him shuffle to a room and close the door. “Hey Sweetheart. You ok?”

“Yeah. I’m fine. I miss you.”

“I miss you to. It feels weird not seeing your face.” I make a tiny aw sound at his comment. “How was she? Did you guys talk?”

“I mean, we talked about as much as we normally do. She just got home and then she apologized so,” I shrug even though he can’t see it.

“I’m sorry. I wish you had let me come with you so you wouldn’t have had to be alone for so long.”

“It’s okay. I did actually call because I have some good news to balance out all the bleh.”

He laughs at my last word and the sound effect that follows it. “Tell me something other than bleh.”

“I, um, while I was away a letter came in from that school I applied to in New York and I got accepted.”

Silence. I was unprepared for silence. “Eddie? Are you still there?”

“Yeah. I’m here. That’s amazing, babe. I’m really… I’m really happy for you!”

Is he? Am I overanalyzing his tone right now?

*snickers*

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, I have to go. Wayne needs the phone and I’m just really tired. I’ll probably go to bed early tonight. I am proud of you.”

“Oh. Okay. Yeah, you should get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you.”

“I love you to.” The last thing I hear is the sound of the lighter and his garbled voice as he places the cigarette between his teeth.

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The buzz around school was electric as everyone hugged their friends and talked about their amazing spring break. Eddie usually meets me by my locker in the mornings but today he didn’t show.

Maybe he slept in?

Maybe he needed some time away from you.

When the lunch bell rang, I practically ran to the cafeteria to see if he was there and to my surprise, he wasn’t.

“Dustin!” I shook his shoulder. “Where is Eddie?”

“Um”, he looks around confused. “I always assume if he’s not here he’s with you.”

“What do you mean? You haven’t heard from him at all today?” My voice gets a little shriller than I mean it to.

“No but that’s not uncommon. I mean…should we be worried?”

“No. No. I bet he just overslept or something.” I paint what I hope is a convincing smile across my face as I turn to leave. I’m on autopilot as I feel my feet take me out of the cafeteria and through the front doors of the campus.

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When I pull up to the trailer, I breathe out a sigh of relief to see Eddie’s van. I jump off my bike and knock on the door. “Eddie! It’s me, Eddie come on.” No one answers.

I make my way around to where I know his room is and see that the window is slightly open. I look around and find a brick in the grass near the front steps. I place it below his window, allowing for leverage, as I use all my strength to push up and through the area, crashing onto his empty bed.

“I’d be lying if I didn’t say that was super attractive.” Eddie’s voice comes out husky and gargled. He’s lying on his back on the floor of his room in just his torn up blue jeans. He’s hugging his guitar with it flat against his tummy as he casually plucks at the strings in no particular order. Next to his head is an ash tray filled to the brim and a carton of cigarettes.

“Eddie? What’s going on, babe?” He lets out a snarky laugh that I’ve heard before but never from him. He’s either drunk or on something. “Eddie…what did you do?”

I climb off the bed to kneel down beside him. His long finger lazily comes up to my face, pointing at me. “Shouldn’t you be at school?”

He lets out a sarcastic ow as I slap his hand away and start digging through things around him. I grab his waist digging my hands into his pockets. Slowly I pull out a small bag of white powder, holding it up so I can look at it. “Hey. That’s mine.” As Eddie reaches for the bag, I get on my feet to keep looking around. “Hey! If you want some Special K all you have to do is ask, angel. You know I’d share with you for free.” I find what I’m searching for on his dresser. There’s a plate with more white powder on it sorted into lines with a rolled-up dollar bill next to it.

“How much of this have you had?”

“Enough.” He starts strumming his guitar again.

“Eddie, I’m not playing around. How much of this have you had.”

“Oh my god. It doesn’t matter. It’s mine. I bought it. I can take as much as I want! God damn. I can’t tell who you’re acting more like, my mom or yours.”

I don’t know what hit me first, the hurt or the anger. Of course, Eddie did drugs. We had smoked joints together but this… this was different. Like my mother he was using this vice to bury something, something that’s bothering him. I was hurt that he didn’t talk to me before it got to this point. I was angry that whatever it was had got him here. I was infuriated that I had spent almost 10 years of my life, my childhood, taking care of and watching someone I loved spiral like this. I refused to do it again.

“Oh. Ok. You know what you’re right. How much does this stuff usually go for?” I asked, my tone dripping with distain.

“I paid, um, a $100 I think.”

“$100? Ok.” I grabbed my bag off the bed and dug through it before pulling out my wallet. I threw a bunch of twenties in Eddies direction.

“Ugh! What the—”

“It’s mine now.” I grabbed the plate off his dresser and headed towards the bathroom. I cleaned the powder off the plate and emptied the bag into the toilet, flushing it down. Eddie swished past me on my way back to his room towards the bathroom.

“Are you fucking kidding me?! That was everything I had!”

“Well, Edward, according to your philosophy I paid for them so I could do what I wanted with them.”

From the doorway he was standing in, I could see his face twitch as I said his name. I had never called him Edward before and he didn’t like it. I pointed my finger at him as I spoke, “I will not baby another grown up. You’re the one that said we need to talk to each other if something is wrong.”

He scoffed as he leaned in the doorway, folding his arms. “What does it matter, right? You’re going to be leaving me like everyone else so there will be no one for you to baby.”

“Really?” I gesture towards him. “All of this is because I got accepted into that school?”

Something ignites in his eyes and he walks almost aggressively towards me until he is in my face. “You didn’t tell me you had applied or even talk to me about what I would want to do after we graduate!”

“You knew I wanted to get out of Hawkins. I never hid that from you.”

“Yeah, and where did I fit in to your plan?! Hm?”

“With me! Eddie, I applied there before I met you. I just assumed any school I got into you’d come with me.” Eddie shakes his head me and saunters towards his cigarettes. I watch him as he lights one and blows out smoke in my direction. “What do you want to do? Where do you want to go after high school?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?! You’re giving me this attitude because you think I’m going to leave you and that I apparently don’t consider you and your plans but now you’re telling me you have no idea what those plans actually are?!”

“Don’t talk to me like that. I’m just being honest.”

“No, you’re being petty because you’re scared!” I close my eyes and try to control my tone. “Eddie, I get it. Trust me. You’re afraid that I’m going to hurt and leave you here.” I move my body in front of his and cup his cheeks in my hands forcing him to look at me. “I promise you; I would never hurt you like that.”

He stares through me and twists his face out of my hands, throwing himself on the bed. I swallow and blink back the tears that try to come. “Fine. You can keep pouting and doing this little thing here but I wasn’t joking. I already handle a drunk. I won’t do this again.” I wrap my bag around my shoulder and slam out the front door, leaving my bike on the front lawn. I need to walk and let out some steam.

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I hadn’t seen Eddie since yesterday afternoon. Well, let me clarify. I hadn’t spoken to him since then. I saw him around school but went in the opposite direction to avoid the confrontation. I was exhausted. I was so tired of dealing with the bullshit like that. After leaving his trailer, my wall came up and it was higher than it had ever been.

“Hey.” My mom lightly taps on my door. After school I had come straight home and curled up on my bed listening to music hoping to drown out the world. Having her knock on my door was way more startling than her just barging in. I was used to that. Everyone around me was acting different and it was throwing me off.

“Hey. Is everything ok?”

“No! No, everything is fine. Um, that Munson kid is here.”

I let out a sigh. “Oh, thank you. Can you tell him I’m sick or something?”

“Thank you, ma’am. I can take it from here.” My mother moved to the side to let Eddie pass her into my room.

“I’m going to work. They need some extra hands so…” We exchange a smile before she leaves Eddie and I alone. Once I hear the front door close, I turn my attention to him.

“What do you want, Eddie?”

“I wanted to talk, explain some things.”

“Now you want to talk. You know what?” I raise my hand dismissively in his direction. “You don’t have to explain anything, ok? You can do whatever you want.”

He exhales slowly, his feet shuffling across the floor to come sit on the end of my bed. I immediately get up, heading towards the other side of my room, crossing my arms. I need to put as much distance between him and I as possible.

You have to be ready for the worst. I told you he was like them.

“Please don’t do that. Look at me. I swear I haven’t even had any weed today, ok?”

“Good…good for you, Eddie.” I try to make my tone sound strong but my lips vibrate as the words leave my mouth.

“I fucked up. I know I fucked up. I just—” He gets up and tries reaching for me but I slip away from his embrace, moving again to the opposite end of the room.

“I don’t care that you do or have drugs. I care how you use them.” My eyes glance quickly to his before focusing on something else in the room. “What were you numbing?”

“You were right yesterday. I was scared. Scared that, you know, you were going to go off and be this awesome famous college actress girl and leave stupid, freak, metalhead me here. I couldn’t face the idea that…. that you might now want me to go with you. You told me your news and, I don’t know, I just panicked.”

I sit back down on my bed and let out a heavy sigh. “What I don’t understand is”, my voice cracks as a tear falls down my cheek. “Why would you think for one second I wouldn’t want you with me? I mean, Jesus Eddie, I spend almost every single day with you. I just spent an entire week at your house. I gave you my trust andmy body! What more do you—what happened to your hand?” While I was practically shouting at him, I glanced down and noticed his knuckles were red and bruised.

“Oh”, he whispers, raising his hand to look at it. “I may have… punched the wall after you left. I kept thinking about what I said to you—” I headed towards the bathroom, coming back with a first aid kit. Grabbing his other hand, I moved him to sit on the bed. “Hey, I’m fine. It’s no big deal. OW!”

I ran a cotton ball with rubbing alcohol over his cuts. “Oh, don’t be baby.” I mutter under my breath. Leaning over him, I throw the ball away into the trash. I reach into the kit again and crack one of the tiny ice packs that are in there before placing it on his hand. “You must have hit it pretty hard. There’s some swelling here.”

His other hand comes up to cover the one I have holding the pack in place. “I’m really sorry. For what I said, how I said it, how it must of made you feel. You won’t ever have to do or deal with anything again, ok? Like I said, I panicked. I’m just a fucking coward I guess.”

“Eddie, you’re not a coward. You’re human. You got scared. I know I’m one to talk. When I’m in my head I try and hide what I’m feeling but you don’t let me and I’m not going to let you. You know I’m always here for you but that doesn’t mean I’m going to put up with whatever that was yesterday.”

He reaches out towards my chin, pulling me in for a kiss. “That’s fair.” I smile against his lips, before reaching up to kiss his forehead like he does with me.

His head moves from side to side as he takes in everything. “Last time I was here I didn’t actually get to look at your room.” He points to the ceiling at my heavy metal posters. “Those are obviously cool.” Eddie rises from the bed and slowly starts taking a look around. He stops at my desk, running his hand over the A+ ribbons and theater certificates. He smiles as he gazes at my photos of me and some of the other theater kids tapped to my mirror. Crossing the room to my dresser, he picks up a framed photo of my family holding me when I was a baby.

“You were adorable.” He grins over at me. I respond with a big tooth filled smile as I put everything in the first aid kit away and place it on the bed side table. I don’t notice him make his way to my keyboard piano in the corner of the room.

“Hey! What’s this? It has my name on it.”

“Eddie!” I rush over to him trying to take the folded piece of paper out of his hand but he’s too quick and holds it up over his head.

“What is it? Were you writing me a song or something? Aw, Sweetheart. That’s cute! I thought you couldn’t sing?” He kept dodging my hands as I jumped up trying to reach it.

“I wasn’t trying to write you a song.” An embarrassed sigh escaped my lips. “I was trying to learn a song.” He clutches at his heart dramatically. “Ok, you know what, it was stupid. I was working on it after our first couple of dates and you were always playing the guitar for me over the phone and singing stuff so I wanted to surprise you but then I thought it was cheesy.” Eddie laughed at my babble as he reached for my arm to pull me into a hug.

“Can you play it for me now?” I look up at him apprehensively. “Oh, come on. If it’s terrible we’ll just say my ears bleeding is punishment for yesterday.” I punch him the arm, making him giggle harder.

Grabbing the piano, I motion for him to sit on the floor, and he does cross-legged like a child on Christmas morning under the tree opening presents. I sat directly across from him and placed the notes on the hold rack of the keyboard. I play with the keyboard for a bit before starting to play the notes I learned, singing to him slow and soft.

“When everything feels all over Everybody seems unkind I'll give you a four-leaf clover Take all worry out of your mind

Let my love open the door

To your heart”

I glance at Eddie and notice the playful nature that was previously on his face has been replaced with a gentle smile. I focus my eyes back on the notes in front of me but I can still feel his own penetrating me as he watches me play.

“The only key to your heart That can stop you falling apart Try today, you'll find this way Come on and give me a chance to say

Let my love open the door It's all I'm livin' for Release yourself from misery There's only one thing gonna set you free

That's my love

When tragedy befalls you Don't let it drag you down Love can cure your problems You're so lucky I'm around

Let my love open the door

To your heart.”

When I look up at him again, he’s no longer smiling. Eddie’s head was tilted to the side and his eyes were scanning my face.

“See? I told you it was cheesy. I didn’t even learn the entire thing.” I say as I exhale a nervous laugh. After I slide the piano from between us, I reach out with my foot and lightly push at his knee. “Punishment served.”

Eddies hand quickly grabs my ankle as I’m pulling it away, sliding me forward and underneath him as he lays on top of me. He cups my face, placing a passionate kiss on my lips. I reach my arms up, twisting them around his neck, pulling him closer to me. When he finally pulls away, we’re both panting, trying to get some air back into our lungs.

“That was beautiful.” He rubs the tip of his nose along mine. “I don’t feel like I deserved something like that. After everything.”

“Eddie, after everything you’ve done for me, I feel like that wasn’t enough.”

He leans down landing small kisses along my face. “You’re right.” He murmurs against my skin. “Next time, hire someone else to sing to me.” I roll my eyes as he starts laughing at me again. I shove his shoulder, rolling him on to his back with me straddling his waist. My hands brace themselves on his chest as he lifts his hips up to get into a more comfortable position, grabbing my own hips to hold me steady. He’s beaming up at me with that huge, gorgeous smile I adore so much.

“Can I ask you something?” Eddie nods his head as his hands rub up and down my thighs. “Would you want to come with me to New York?”

He grins as he sits up causing me to slide down against him. He bites his bottom lip, smiling up at me.

“I’ll go with you anywhere, my Lady.” ##########################################

A/N: This is the song she's singing to him. I envisioned it being slower though like an acoustic version :)

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20 Questions - Fanfic Writer Edition

I was tagged by both @writer-or-whatever and @jmrothwell so I suppose I better do it 😅 Thanks guys!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 42 (*gasp* am I Miles Morales?)

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 1,265,660 lol

3. What fandoms do you write for? currently just Spider-Man but I used to write for Supernatural and before that Harry Potter. I'm a one obsession at a time kinda girl.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Paradise (spread out with a butter knife) - 72k spideypool soulmates au

Don't Freak Out - 136k parkner rivals to lovers speedrun

A Peach Like You - 73k parkner featuring autistic!peter, loveatfirstsight!harley, and a cringe self insert as the villain of the week lmao

The Distance Between (You and Me) - 29k parkner bodyguard au

You're Freaking Out - 166k sequel to DFO featuring plot (wow!) and Miles (yay!)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

My dudes I try. I know I'm not very consistent and I have a tendency to disappear for months at a time, but I read and cherish each one.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't really do angsty endings lol I think the closest I've gotten is Lay Me Down - 8k destiel major character death--lowest kudosed fic out of all 42 lmao

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

This is an impossible question. I am like the queen of happy endings? You want me to rank them??? Fine, it's You're Freaking Out. Best 10k epilogue in the land. Oh hey also I just noticed it has 997 kudos. May I humbly request 3 more pretty please?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. Closest was when someone complained on one of my destiel fics about the grocery store not having plastic bags and needing a quarter in order to obtain a cart. I specifically remember they said, "I hate when writers do this," and went on to complain about us making up obviously fake stuff that pulls them out of the story. Like, first of all you're complaining about storytellers making stuff up ??? okay. And second, it was an Aldi. A real grocery store. That I didn't make up.

I had to take a day to cool off before I responded and then they were like oh yeah, my roommate told me when I complained to them, you responded to this really nicely though! WHICH folks LET ME TELL YOU made me angrier lol Like you found out you were wrong and didn't even come back to edit/delete/apologize for your comment???

Anyway after that I internalized that you don't know what kind of lived experience your commenters have so some comments should be taken with a grain of salt. Which is a double-edged sword bc sometimes I get really nice enthusiastic comments and read it like, okay but what if this person is 12 and read it at 2am in a fit of delirium and this is their first fic ever and it's actually not as good as they think haha

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I doooo. I haven't published any since I wrote for spn but I have a parkner pwp ready to go as soon as I muster up the nerve.

I have no idea how to interpret the question "what kind" lol uhhh the hot kind? pffft

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have but I never published them. Again, these were for spn which is hella fun to play with merging into other canon. I started but never finished spn crossovers with Firefly, The 100, The Hunger Games, Criminal Minds, Agents of Shield, and Teen Wolf. I think that's all of them. I've been thinking about putting all of my abandoned wips on AO3 for archive purposes, but idk still noodling on it. I wish there way a way I could elect to post without notifying my subscribers :/ Or at least send them a message warning them that I'm about to be incredibly annoying

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of 🙃

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes!! A few now! The ultimate kudo in my opinion, and one I never expected <3

The wonderful @bluettspetal has translated An Insignificant Problem, Undercover? I thought you said under covers..., and Completely and utterly devoid of sex appeal into Russian with plans to translate more.

And Faaayeee42 on AO3 translated Paradise (spread out with a butter knife) to Mandarin Chinese.

I'm forever blown away by this.

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

Nope! Done some brainstorming a few times but nothing that has evolved into actually writing out a shared thing. Not sure I'd be any good at it tbh. I'd probably be a very frustrating writing partner.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Peter Parker/Harley Keener. They're good boys.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

My Infinity War time travel fix it (make it worse) fic 😔 It's got so much potential but it is perpetually at the bottom of the to-do list.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue and developing relationships

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

mother fucking action sequences and like, coming up with The Plan (the evil kind and the ones to take down the evil kind)

This silly little graphic I made for You're Freaking Out where Harley mocks The Plan made by the spider dumplin gang was initially one half of my brain negging the other half about being shit at making Plans and I decided that it might as well manifest as the characters lmao

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

Eh. It's fanfiction, you know? Do what you want. Experiment. Try your best to do it justice. Accept that some people are going to let their eyes blur and skim over it while others will pick it apart but most will exist somewhere in the middle. Just write what you want to write, how you want to write it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

*sigh* Harry Potter. Looking forward to my own post getting gobbled up by my block list lmao

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Goodness gracious how do I even decide? I think Peaches Ain't Pretty is my favorite. It's the fic that showed me beyond a shadow of a doubt that I can step outside of fanfiction and write whatever I want and be just as satisfied, if not more.

#tag games #20 questions #parkner

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