#(im back to thinking about paul dano)

[mothlau]

how mad would the ten leztappen enjoyers be if I write not one loser lesbian fic but two loser lesbians fics

[sweet-triple-t]

intro post ☝️

Hi guys

my name is sonny

do NAWT be weird i am in fact a freshman in high school

i hate my art and i hate my chemical romance (they stole all my money and kidnapped my family)

ermmmmmmm yeah thats about it send asks or requests idk

under the cut is just a bunch of interests besides the obvious singular one

bands: fall out boy, afi, misfits, the academy is, bad brains, black flag, new found glory, green day, alesana, a static lullaby, cap'n jazz, pencey prep, taking back sunday, leathermouth, alkaline trio, aiden, descendents, no really, blink-182, senses fail, saosin, pierce the veil, thursday, panic! at the disco, a verbal equinox, sarah and the safe word, death in december, tacocat, bikini kill, the julie ruin, xray spex, pretty faces, the distillers, belle and sebastian, l.e.s stitches, jack off jill, bev rage and the drinks, road to bremen, and bratmobile

my favorite albums are i brought you my bullets you brought me your love, three cheers for sweet revenge, the black parade, hesitant alien, take this to your grave, a fever you cant sweat out, a flair for the dramatic, analphabetapolothology, heartbreak in stereo, almost here, sing the sorrow, the emptiness, and the ringmaster is pleased to introduce, a beautiful tragedy, saosin self titled, and lost time

movies n stuff: reanimator, rhps, ten inch hero, frankenhooker, cabaret, juno, the outsiders, saw, scream, the lost boys, the perks of being a wallflower, speak, scott pilgrim, 10 things i hate about you, suspiria, the phantom of the opera, labyrinth, moulin rouge, ride the cyclone, may, smithereens, house of wax, dude where’s my car, videodrome, mysterious skin, john tucker must die, hard candy, the tracey fragments, hairspray, whip it, sixteen candles, blue velvet, the sisterhood of the traveling pants, i saw the tv glow, hamilton, drop dead fred, smiley face, slc punk, igby goes down, ghost world, tank girl, MEMOIR OF A SNAIL, we are the best, carrie, but im a cheerleader, and tons of jake gyllenhaal and paul dano movies (prisoners and okja🤤🤤peak)

some youtubers i watch are flamingo, kubz scouts, coryxkenshin, sinjin drowning, dnp, good mythical morning, and markiplier (like twice a year now but i’ve loved watching him all my life)

my fav shows are shameless, the umbrella academy, that ‘70s show, the big bang theory, and young sheldon (sheldon cooper they’ll never make me hate u)

i also have a guitar and play it like every fortnight but i think i’d be better on drums

edit: i havent played it in months

ok dats it

[odiesdayoff]

Parent-Teacher Conference

pair: Burt Fabelman x fem!reader

summary: As Sammy’s teacher, you request a meeting with his parents. Maybe you get a bit too close to his recently-divorced father...

warnings: inappropriate relationship & age gap (all legal no worries); drunk kisses

im sorry steven spielberg for writing about your fictional father. ur fault for casting paul dano.

originally supposed to have smut but then i put off writing this for months.

this is not very proofread, i needed this out of my google doc

You were always glad to hear the final bell of the school day. All the students in your last-period class spilled out of the room and you were left with a silent room for the first time throughout the day. As much as you loved teaching and all of the students you had, there was something special about not having them around.

Just as your bag was packed and you nearly started to put your jacket on, you heard a knock coming from the doorway. A man stood in a brown suit with a white button-up shirt underneath. His hair was neat and only a strand fell in front of his face, right in front of his circular glasses. He looked familiar and you guessed that he was a parent of one of your students, which was highly unusual.

“You’re Miss L/n, right?” You nodded and his confused expression turned into one of satisfaction, “I’m Sam’s father. I believe you sent a note home wanting to talk?”

You waved him inside and gestured for him to pull up one of the student chairs to your desk, “I have to say, it’s unusual that I see a father come in for a meeting like this. Nice to show involvement in your child’s life.” He grinned in response, awkwardly sitting in the chair that was a little bit too small for him.

He folded his hands and rested them on the desk, “Well, my- she’s very busy right now.” You caught his smile falter for a moment before he returned to his cheery disposition.

“I’m glad you’re here. I just wanted to talk about Sam’s performance in class. For the past few weeks, I’ve noticed him becoming a bit distant during class. His performance on assignments hasn’t changed, he’s still quite the exceptional student,” You tried to search your desk for his latest essay, a creative writing piece that you were absolutely blown away with. It seemed to be under the pile of useless announcements and other things the administration had given you during the day.

You finally pulled the essay out and handed it to him, “He's about to start filling out college applications and I think that it would look better if he was in a higher-level class. I only teach A-track classes, but I spoke with the honors English teacher and she would be more than willing to accept him mid-year. It’s up to you to decide if that’s a good idea for him.”

He let out a sigh and a bit of a laugh, “I thought this would be a disciplinary meeting, so this is fantastic to hear.”

“Don’t worry, sir, he’s a wonderful kid. I just think he’d be happier with more stimulation, especially with all of those films he’s making,” You never actually saw one, but you certainly heard all about it from the students and faculty, “I usually let parents discuss this at home before making a decision, unless you’re on the same page as Mrs. Fabelman.”

He scratched the back of his head, “My wife, she’s, well, not really my wife anymore. Sam was the one that discovered everything first, actually. You see, she’s actually in love with my best friend and now my girls are in another state with them, and Sam’s with me.” The silence in the room was a bit deafening. You had no idea how to respond, “That’s primarily why I was so concerned with this meeting. He’s dealing with that whole situation and I just want him to be happy, you know?”

Hesitantly, you nodded. 

“Oh dear, what am I doing? You don’t want to hear any of this,” He wiped his face with his hand and stood up from the chair, making a screeching noise against the floor. 

You followed his movement, standing as well, “It’s okay! I was gonna leave after this, would you say yes if I offered to buy you a drink?”

~~

It wasn’t California’s nicest bar, but it gave a sort of homey feeling that you--and by association, Mr. Fabelman--needed right now. Not many people were here, given the fact that it was barely five in the afternoon. 

Sitting next to each other in a booth, he spoke about his life while you listened and nursed a long island iced tea. Other than a few antics from his wife--or ex-wife?--and children, it seemed highly normal, and if you were being a bit rude, mediocre. You could tell by the more personal he got about his life story, the more the alcohol was in the driver’s seat.

Once he asked about you, it seemed to have snapped you out of your listening mode. You took a sip of your drink, “There’s not much to say about my life, really. I had a pretty normal childhood, went to college, and now I’m working.”

He raised a brow, “What about romances? Surely, you’re married or at least dating someone!”

You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks before you shook your head, “It’s not really a priority for me. The last time I seriously dated someone was in college, but obviously, that didn’t work out.” 

“It’s hard to believe someone as beautiful as you is still single,” He stared into your eyes, almost in a daze, or perhaps, he was mesmerized by you. The alcohol was definitely in his system, but there was enough in yours as well to find it a bit endearing. He was a good-looking guy with a few family issues, not too much of a red flag. The age was a concern, though.

He kept his blank stare for a moment, then leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You weren’t sure how to react, looking back at him with doe eyes once he pulled away. He shuttered, maybe out of embarrassment, and quickly began to stutter through an apology, “I don’t know what came over me, I-”

Without much thinking on your end, you grabbed his tie and pulled him in for a second kiss. You could taste the faded chapstick on his lips even once you separated. 

It was a sort of post-kiss clarity that suddenly hit you and the situation you were in finally was realized. Your eyes widened and your hand went to your forehead, pushing some of your hair from your face, “Oh my god. This is so unprofessional”

You quickly grabbed your bag and jacket before rushing out, despite Burt’s protests. You couldn’t believe it, kissing a student’s father deliberately. If anything gets out, your job is gone.

~~

“Once again talking about our short stories, I want to remind you all that there is a twenty-page limit and it is due on Friday. Write about anything you want,” You leaned against your desk while the students rolled their eyes and groaned over the big project of the semester. This was usually the case for anything you assigned, despite how fun you might've thought it was.

Before anyone could complain any more about the assignment, the bell rang. In mere seconds, your full room of students was empty. You sat on your desk and pushed some ungraded tests aside. That was a job for you tomorrow, or maybe tonight if you were bored. It’s not like you had much going on in your life.

A few birds flew past the window and for a moment, you longed to be one of them. Your concentration on them broke with a knock at the doorframe and the familiar Sam Fabelman standing next to the light switch. 

You gestured for him to come in and watched as he anxiously walked into the classroom and sat at the frontmost desk, “I’m moving classes on Monday. It’s official.” He had a faint smile, but it didn’t look necessarily happy. He was a boy that had naturally sad eyes, much like his father. They were much more noticeable now.

“You’re an exceptional student. As much as I love having you in class, you’re just too advanced for it. It’ll look great on your resume for schools.” You tried to reason with him. He sighed, fiddling with his fingers in his lap.

He looked down, “Can I still have lunch here?”

With a soft smile, you nodded and checked your watch, “Aren’t you going to miss the bus?”

He flinched for a moment, then realized the time as well. He sprang from his seat and rushed out of the classroom, waving a quick goodbye before disappearing completely. 

He was a good kid. You couldn’t help but admit that you were a bit sad not to have such a kind soul in your classroom every day. It certainly beat the cookie-cutter California kids that drowned the population of the school. 

You didn’t want to get attached to any students, knowing that they would leave after ten months and be replaced like clockwork. Hopefully, when he eventually gets famous for his little movies, he would remember you. Or thank you, if you wanted to be a bit delusional.

More papers were stacked in front of you, finally meticulously graded. The weekend was upon you. No more students and your clock was going to run out in just a few minutes. No longer contractually obligated to be in the building. Like Cinderella, but instead of midnight, it was 4 pm.

You locked your classroom door behind you and fixed your bag on your shoulder. As you turned, there he was, standing right in front of you. You jumped back and held your chest. 

Burt Fabelman in the flesh.

“Oh! Hello, Mr. Fabelman.” You caught your breath and regained your normal stance.

He smiled at the sight of you. “I just wanted to make sure that everything was okay with Sammy and his class transition,” He paused, “And between us.”

This wasn’t exactly what you wanted to deal with at the moment or deal with unprepared, but such is life. You looked at him with a soft smile, “Of course it is. Look, we’re not bound to a parent-teacher relationship now, so we can just call it water under the bridge.”

You nodded and began to continue your walk to your car, hoping that he wouldn’t follow. You weren’t exactly so lucky in that department.

He was hastily following you, now stuttering over his words and making whatever he might be trying to say incomprehensible. You could hear his footsteps over everything else. He caught up, “Would it be unprofessional to ask you out, for real this time, considering that we technically have no relationship with each other inside the school?”

You knew that this was coming and every cell in your body was screaming at you to decline his offer. You knew what that might entail if one nosy parent or student caught wind of your escapades and eventually traced your relationship with him to the parent-teacher meeting. However, he was attractive. And you would be lying if you said that you didn’t think about kissing him again or doing more.

“I…Yeah. I’d love to go out with you.”

[apocalypseslut]

im ovulating like nobody’s business so here is a list of times in my life where men have made me unbelievably horny

kylo ren. specifically in that scene that got memed with his pants so fucking high. i dont know why but i saw that at 12 years old and went. dear lord god amen.

grant o'brien. dear lord i like that tall stupid man. my partner's housemate got a dropout subscription and now i actually need to stop watching anything with him because i need to like. sit down. and just. CALM DOWN. was watching his bachelor and he was like "i loooove edging" and "im definitely more dominant than submissive". i nearly fell to the floor. god. digital footprint dont find me.

paul dano. OKAYYYYYY I KNOOOWWW not shutting up about it ever im incapable. hes just like. so pathetic looking. i wish to spit in his face. i wish to piss on him. i wish to tie him up and leave him for days. aaaaanyways.

the bald dude in dune part 2. not the big one. the one they described as "sexually vulnerable" and "likes pain". SIGN ME UP. WHAT A FUCKING FREAK I NEED HIM I WONT HIIIM.

the guy in maniac who was fucking that anime robot. i need a man who is pathetic and looks like young link neil

paul bettany as the unabomber. hey! i like my men isolated and radicalised

bo burnham in inside. see above.

young snape in the order of the phoenix... i KNOW its just a flashback and its like two seconds of a mopey emo being bullied but liek..... heyyyyy

draco malfoy in the half blood prince..... just when hes like. going through his montage of becoming evil, and hes all like. pasty and angry.

leo in the great..... complete change of pace but i wont him. i want the quiet sensitive one who writes poetry and picks flowers. i just want him to like gently eat me out as the morning sun streams through the window.

peter in the great,,,, ok back to business, he is an asshole and i want to ruin him sexually.

matthew baynton as the highway man... i love a silly man in eyeliner. jester for me you freak. i want to kiss you softly on a bridge.

freaky deaky shut in man from twin peaks. like yesss tend to your orchids and fuck me gently u nervous freak. then i will return the favour. not gently.

guy montgomery on guy montgomery’s guy mont spelling bee YEEEEEEOWWWW. !!! but in the new zealand episode with that fuck ugly suit AAHHHBOIYOIYOIYOIYOING!!!

mr treehouse from beetleguise beetleguise…. like at first i was like okayyyyy hes kinda cuuuute … then it was like “he murdered his parents and is using her for his own personal gain” like HEYYYYYYYY

i was going to clarify that these are non irl, but now that i think of it i dont think ive ever actually been made horny by a real man i have met

[cheeseandbretboy]

just saw a paul dano riddler thing and no guys the 'we can make each other worse' thing or 'we can heal each other' thing is so boring me personally i like 'hey this is useless and everyone deals with it so lets deal with it who cares' and 'we went through stuff but honestly its just funny and lets be glad we get to have these struggles and not others' and 'thank god we're not that embarrassing anymore' and 'how hilarious was i back then? im glad i did that bc boy does that make me iteresting' because im ngl chat belonging is taken too serious now and i think we all should just be okay with being alone and even i cant do that without my music but hey im getting better at it and god no one is interesting no one is special literally no one everyone is exactly the same in the end we are all new people when we wake up we literally see the world that way sometimes we put too much importance on love and what type of love that is and what we GET from it well how about we just chill like luke cutforth core just relax and be no one really admit to our egos and feel them but let them pass and just work in this box but have our attitudes be against what it thinks we will have and absolutely everyone is the same we should stop thinking about our own experiences but what can we do if not that because media is also interlinked with it everything is about ourselves and im sick of it its just boring and overused and no i am happy with myself i am so comfortable and close to myself even though i am the furthest from thinking about it because its really not that interesting and i wld rather spend my time doing something that is fun and relaxing and just sit in my head with other things and experience those because its tiring thinking about myself genuinely tiring and thank god i finally feel like this because i am at peace and glad and calm and its just all so perfect now

[graceofgosh]

Just the other day, I was on the phone closing a major business deal when I heard a knock at my door. I put the phone down and opened the door to find 2 Girl Scouts and a troop leader pulling a wagon full of cookie boxes standing on my doorstep.

“Would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies?” they cheerfully asked me. I crouched down and looked them dead in the eye. “No, girls, I wouldn’t,” I said. “I’m an alpha male. Do you know what that means?” They shook their heads no. I looked up at the troop leader, Jessica, an attractive brunette in her early 30s, and asked her the same question. She also nodded her head no.

“Well, ladies, I’m extremely busy today, but I’m going to explain a couple of things to you and attempt to cure your ignorance,” I said. “Hand me a package of thin mints and have a seat.”

I pointed to the ingredients list on the back, “Do you see the part where it says ‘contains soy’ right here?” I threw the package on the ground with force. They were shocked and horrified as they watched it hit the ground and explode, sending fragments of Thin Mint cookies flying outward.

“I am an ALPHA MALE,” I said boldly. “I don’t eat soy AT ALL. I had a steak for breakfast, I’ll be having a steak for lunch, and I’m planning to have another one for dinner. My diet is 80% protein and precisely 0% soy. How DARE you knock on my door and try and sell me this testosterone-leeching rubbish!”

The girls began to cry, and the troop leader rose to apologize. “I’m so sorry, sir. We didn’t mean to offend you. We’ll leave now,” she said. “No, no, NO,” I shot back. “I’m not done with you. Here’s another thing you need to know about alpha males. We don’t do woke.”

She sat back down, and they all listened as I excoriated the Girl Scouts organization for their despicable embrace of the woke agenda. I finished by singling out the troop leader. “Jess, you’re too foolish to see the evil right in front of your eyes. Do you think selling cookies is harmless? Do you think letting these girls listen to Taylor Swift is OK? You’re leading them down the path to hell, and whether you know it or not, YOU are responsible for corrupting these girls.”

Jessica took a moment to process my correction and stood up. “You’re right, Mr. Adams,” she said. “I had never thought of it that way. I honestly had no idea the Girl Scouts of the United States of America organization was so radical. I was a Girl Scout growing up, and my mother was too. I never thought anything of it.” The girls got up and apologized and got to picking up the pieces of cookies scattered about.

“Jess, it’s clear you didn’t give this any thought, but at least you can recognize your mistake,” I said. “Now, the question becomes, what are you going to do to make this right?”

The girls finished their cleanup as she pondered before one of them spoke up. “Miss Jessica, we don’t want to be Girl Scouts anymore.”

“I’m going to dissolve the troop,” Jessica said. “I’m not going to allow any other girls to be corrupted by the woke feminist agenda.” The girls cheered, and Jessica gave them both a hug.

“Good girl,” I said. “You can dump the rest of the cookies in my garage. You won’t be needing those anymore.”

I sent the girls off and turned to head back inside because I still had investors on the line anxiously awaiting my return.

“Mr. Adams,” Jessica said softly. “I really appreciate everything you did for us today. Can I buy you a steak dinner sometime?”

“Buy me a steak? No,” I replied with a twinkle in my eye. “But you can cook me one. How about next Thursday at your place?” She smiled and agreed. “See you Thursday, sweetheart,” I said as I sent her off.

I went back inside, picked up the phone, and closed the deal. All in a day's work for an alpha male.

im so used to love and mercy guy i thought this was going to end in you telling me to watch love and mercy directed by Paul dano and john cossack 2014

[evilwolf2000]

hey guys. sorry about my absence. it's been really stressing me thinking about back posting all the stuff i was doing while doing vlogmas over on tiktok but i thought i should just start posting regular again ill back post when i get to it

went to a couple new years parties went to this girls house party for midnight it was fun and i got a kiss. also the champagne cork hit me in the shoulder when it was popped off i thought that probably means something

girls paul dano stand up, my favorite childhood webkinz sewed onto another girls jacket, and a lighter i accidentally stole

i've been playing a lot of mario kart and eating good food. it's not a resolution but i want to go back to the gym more i don't go as often now as i used to

receiptify for the last month and also a theory me and this girl im seeing came up with about emette otters jug band christmas and fight club. we watched dr horribles sing along blog and then those two it was fun

[annika-thelostlove]

June update - return of the little freak

I'm so sorry I haven't posted what I promised weeks ago, I've had a really busy few weeks.

As an update, though, i have these interesting feelings lately that I haven't explored before. So I confessed my feelings for someone close to me a few weeks ago, and I was really relieved. He kindly rejected me, but he's such a great friend and was caring and honest with me about it all. I was grateful for that.

But in the last few weeks, I've been free from imagining myself tied to him with my emotions. Since then, I've been micro analyzing how i feel, and now I've noticed every person in my life that might be a romantic option has started to appear alongside some unique emotions. With each one I keep testing, whether I would ever feel the same as I did with him.

To get down to my point,

So there's this guy I've known for a few years now, just a mutual friend. Yeaaars ago we meet, he was socially awkward right from the start. My sister is on the spectrum, so I could tell early on that he's neurodivergent. It was probably unfair of me to avoid him when all he's ever done was strike up (sorta intense) conversations with me. I just really didn't want him to think too much about me, I used to be more anxious than I am now.

He is attractive in his own way, pretty tall, he says hes 6'3, blonde, grey eyes, his face is kind of like an old man and a baby at the same time, he brushes his hair back always really neat (and actually has a nice butt) reminds me alot of Paul Dano's Edward Nashton if he had no homicidal tendencies.

I bumped into him again today. It's been over 2 years since we interacted. He came over to the group of ppl I was with, and I said hello and called him by his name when I saw him. He looked quite surprised with that.

I don't know, but I think that I realized that I didn't even know the reason why I avoided him. Here online, I admire fringe characters so much, empathize with them, and wish I had great connections with them. But here is a person in real life that im acting adverse to. A genuinely nice person who simply just struggles with connecting people a bit more than normal. Why was I doing that?

I stopped being friends with someone who was very judgemental just a few years ago, and I think it helped me make personal progress since then. In some way from that friendship, I was made to feel ashamed if I felt attracted to him or someone like him. Now I've grown to see that that friend was manipulative even if she didn't intend to be.

What I'm saying is that I think im okay with it now, to have a crush on that little freak. ☺️💕

[space-girl-and-droids-art]

I truly cannot do this anymore .

Im writting this here cause I know my loved ones won’t see this here . And because this way what I write Can go unnoticed and just a bump that I’ll probably delete later in an spam account dedicated to Star Wars (one of the most fun spaces in my life ! )

I am in a career I don’t want to be in . And I pursued that instead of what I wanted to do , illustration and music , because I was promised a future that was more financially stable . I could always just use that money to invest in my craft right ?

Wrong . I just got a job that pays a lot more by the hour than my field usually is paying for these days and it ain’t enough to buy stock of my art to go to fairs and markets .

Im also neurodivergent and have paranoid personality disorder so I probably will have to take into account having and paying somebody that I know to be at the fair for me because I cannot go .

And also it wouldn’t be a safe choice either . It would be like throwing my money down the drain . Because my art is failing . Nobody is buying it anymore . And it’s not like I’m starting out , I’ve been at this for like a decade and I did good at one time . It’s just not anymore .

And I feel like I’ve been scammed out of the get go because the life I wanted was never a thing I could’ve thought of reaching . And the secure career is not giving me enough to be happy doing what I truly wanna do .

And I don’t know what to do anymore , I just need help . Any help . Learning resources , community support (I am by myself most of the time because I work from home and I can’t go see my friends at university because I got harassed heavily and I’m scared to go back, and I live two hours away by car from the nearest friend ) (I don’t have a car and I don’t know how to drive ) , craft business advice , what do I do with this . Just anything u have to offer , if somebody is reading this , is more than welcome .

Everything is just so overwhelming . And I was just so attached to my dreams that realizing something inside my brain and the choices I made in the past career wise will hold me back forever is so haunting and devastating .

Im a scientist that doesn’t get paid enough to do something other than research and sleep . I am an artist who cannot go to an art fair or sell her art online or succeed at any project. I am a musician who cannot be near or on a stage . I am worthless .

It sounds stupid and it sounds awful and boring and there are a lot of things happening in the world right now that are way more important than a third world country girl realizing the dreams I wanted were not meant to be achieved by me . But it makes me sad and I’m afraid of talking about this to my loved ones because I know they don’t get it . And I feel even more alone that I am right now .

On a slightly joke-ish note , I feel like that movie where the character played by Paul Dano wanted to fly airplanes and then he learns he cannot because he is colorblind . Only I’m not colorblind , I just can’t be in crowded places without having a panic attack and my social presence is shitty even in the online world .

(Before someone thinks I’m an antisocial and maybe I should touch grass , I have friends and a boyfriend and a caring family , it’s not my choice to not be able to see them . And it’s not like they don’t wanna be with me either it’s just life always gets in the way of me seeing them . )

(So life itself not only takes from me all the dreams I once had , but also heavily isolates myself against my will. And it feels unfair I just want to be happy but it seems like I’m asking for too much )

[dididiof]

multi-purpose tool guy

[thefluxqueen]

HIIII :) here to ask about the abyss tell me about it please please please love this sort of thing :3

HAIIII welcome :) to preface this im normal i swear. anyway The Abyss is what i like ta call my Horrible Horrible Maze, i made it w/ the goal of making the worst possible experience in minecraft to torment my friends ^_^

I enjoy putting people in situations and studying them :D 

On that note! everyone who runs the abyss (24 people at current count) I time and write a couple notes on them! the abyss is honestly half maze half personality test LMAO. at current moment the quickest time goes to @ghostpajamas with a baffling 03:24 (wild that he got out so quick, i win tho cause i haunt his dreams), and longest goes to the beloved @rendogdomesticated with 1:35:54 <3 special shout out ta my dearest @theoctagon tho wolff ur insane i love u. guy goes inta the abyss for fun and has like 10 pages and counting of insane person phsyical notes tryna map it out (hes reported that hes gone through the first one 60 times and the 2nd one 5 jesus chriiiistttt). the abyss is fond of Pilot :) also if wolff is the favourite than @potionofinstantdamage is the Least favourite, rude ass set the place on fire when he got stuck in there :( oof ouchie

Highlights from my notes include @quack-city running backwards and upon me asking Why, simply replied “what if there’s slenderman :(‘ ... cant argue w/ that! he also hadda stop mid run so we decided its funnier if he’s just stuck in there forever. @newtbeetle was in there for like an hour and would NOT shut up about Paul Dano the whole time which was a time (love u beebs. ur isnane). my two test runners are @kishdoodles and @officialgleamstar and they had about the same time but like Opposite reactions it was very funny, kish treated it like they were a streamer n kept a like constant chatter, and travvy was like DEAD silent the whole time n Intensely focused akjewkjr tbh outta all 24 runners trav’s been prob the most like, methotical bout it? LIKE I SAID personality test. i Love studying people. 

In regards to its origins I came up w/ the idea back in like feb/march ish of this year and from start to finish it took me like 2 weeks ish i was on the Grind. u dont understnad how much black concrete this thing took. hell on earth,,, darkwoods has an economy/shopping district and i bought out like All the sand/gravel available akjwekjr the rest i hadda gather myself n God gravel sucks. also ive killed So Many Squids. the 2nd abyss was much easier ta gather supplies for cause i could ask for help w/ supplies n i kept the first one a Complete secret minus my test runners (i hadda bitch at SOMEONE while makin it or i wouldve died i think. speakin of the first abyss has a death count of 13 and the 2nd one has like, 5 or somefin? rlly shouldve writen that down akjwerjk those are Entirely me dying in the process of buildin them btw. its not a true Spain Build unless its mildly dangerous <3) The 2nd one also made me learn redstone, notably i specifically studied Tango’s decked out process vids from s7, tho i really only stole like two aspects of it n i couldnt even get one ta work properly LMAO

The second abyss took me like, wayy longer ta make, bout two months ish (i finished it like mid july). not necessarily in actual like, time spent building but cause in the process of makin it i had Two month long events i was in (Voiceteam in may and Art fight in july) so that distracted me a bit wkwnekeneie Im a bit more secretive bout the second abyss in general since not That many people have actually ran it compared ta the first n theres actually like, Things that can be spoiled in there <3 i like seein peep’s initial reactions its much more satisfying.

This didnt happen w/ everyone but i think a like, Core part of running the abyss is getting emotionally attached ta weird things. i wouldve said just torches until a few days ago when Tac (onea the rat server mods) ran it and claimed the stack of pumpkin pies i gave her as family. But Prior Ta That several people have had very intense emotions bout the redstone torches, whether love or hate or both, key example ft dog: 

Also not everyone ive mentioned on this post is in darkwoods! ive got a server i world editted the abyss inta so non-server members can run it for fun and profit (more data for me) :) on that note ive been slowly infecting the rat gang server cause my friend’s in there alot n another friend of mine’s a mod so peeps in there’ve been runnin it lately :) shout out ta TalonMC for lettin me subject him ta the Horrors literally our first conversation, onea my more fun first impressions i’d say

In regards to lore the abyss is a parasitic entity that infects anyone who gets stuck in there n slowly compells them ta go build their own lmao. note that ive only called the second abyss the Second one and not Abyss 2, because its technically just The Abyss as well cause theres many of them i just made it second wowjdkenejd (a real example of this is Wolff gettin obsessed w/ the abyss n then goin n buildin his own build called the Tower :) very excited bout that) The Abyss has a weird like fucked up warlock bond w/ my goddess oc The Overseer :D Her design’s vaugely based off my irl friend @hotcollectionoftubs cause her creation The Hole on a creative world her n some other friends of mine are on was onea the main insperations for certain aspects of the abyss’ lore :D mainly the teal in the colour palette and the whole ‘the [hole/abyss] provides’ thing. 

(my reference images for her and 3rd pic's art i commissioned from the Lovely @opuntie):

my darkwoods chara, Snake, is a whole nother bag entirely (basic gist is they’re a dimension traveler not by choice and darkwoods is the 3rd world theyve been in, their deal’s worth a whole post of its own lmao) i built the first abyss entirely unrelated ta my chara just as like, fun weird build ta torment my friends w/o yaknow? but then as i was buildin the 2nd one i was like hmmmmmm. alotta things could make sense if i made this one built by Snake. so their retirement arc on darkwoods turned inta even MORE trauma! wahoo! poor guy deserves a break,,, (he will not be getting one). 

(pre abyss + post abyss. i gotta properly draw pre-darkwoods Snake at some point but this dudes changed Alot ill say that lmao. both crops from bigger pieces on my art blog @fluxydrawings)

Anyway thats basically it! ive got more details and things locked in my brain ill probably remember in like 2 days after postin this so theres a chance ill reblog this w/ extra shit later lmao, sides that tho the abyss is my babygirl n thank yall for showin interest ^_^

Memes n shit to end us off:

[l0nelycupid]

We'll be okay

Pairing : Paul dano¡ riddler x reader

Word count : 665 words

Warnings : fluff, little angst

A/n : so i watched the batman last week and it was so good!! Im obsessed with paul dano's riddler so i just had to write for him

You sighed, slinging your bag over your shoulder as you made your way out of the local diner that you worked at.

You had just finished your night shift as a waitress, and your shoes were digging into your heels.

Pulling your coat tighter around you, you made your way to the little apartment you shared with your boyfriend, Eddie.

The apartment was quieter than usual when you entered.

You kicked off your shoes and walked around the dining table.

" Eddie? " you called out.

" Over here!" Came his voice from the bedroom.

He was hunched over the desk working through piles of paper and photographs muttering incomprehensibly.

" How was work?" He asked pushing his glasses up his nose bridge.

You looked over his shoulder frowning.

He looked up at you when you hadnt answered.

" Eddie..are you seriously still working on this?"

" What do you mean?" He asked turning to face you.

The desk was covered in diagrams of buildings and photographs of people who you've only recognised as politicians and mayors.

" It's just - this whole scheme you're coming up with, i dont like it." You said crossing your arms.

Eddie frowned.

" Why is that? This has been my biggest goal and i have been working day and night making sure that it's perfect and - "

" I understand that but i really dont think this will end up well" you reasoned wringing your hands together.

" Im worried about you and -

" NO!" Eddie shot out of his seat.

" This has been my dream for the longest time and you will not stop me! Dont you understand? Im making Gotham a better place, im making the world a better place AND I WILL NOT LET PEOPLE SUFFER LIKE HOW I DID" he shouted.

You flinched as his voice richocheted around the room.

" Ed, i know what you experienced at the orphanage and i know you feel - "

" Dont. You do NOT know how i feel" he said pointing a shaky finger at you.

You drew in a shaky breath and stepped closer to him.

He bowed his head, his fringe falling infront of his eyes, and his breathing was agitated.

" Ed " you called out to him softly, reaching out to hold his face.

" Im sorry i shouted at you." It came out in a rush, his eyes still trained on the floor.

" It's okay " you replied stroking his cheek with your thumb.

Raising his head, he reached out and took both your hand in his, drawing you close to him.

" Listen, once my plan is successful, everything will be better. For everyone and for us. You have to trust me, please."

You looked down at your linked hands, how he was gently squeezing them, pleading.

" Eddie i just want you to be safe." You told him tearing up.

" I know i know" he said holding your face.

" I've worked it all out, they would never find me"

You were scared. Scared for Eddie and the both of you. You knew nothing good would come out of it, but you were never going to convince him to change his mind.

" Shh it's okay. You're okay. Everything will be okay including you and me. I promise."

He said stroking your head.

You rested your head against his chest, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt and smelling the faint scent of detergent.

You pulled away and wiped your tears as Eddie studied you with concerned eyes.

" I want to go to bed now" you told him.

" Are you okay?" He asked reaching out for you.

" Yes im fine. Im just tired." You told him heading for the bed.

You climbed into bed and maneuvered yourself under the covers and he joined you.

Your back was pressed against his chest and his arm was draped over you.

Eddie pressed soft kisses on your head as you sighed.

" I'll take care of you, i promise." He whispered into your hair.

Letting exhaustion take over you, you closed your eyes and succumed to a dreamless sleep.

[b0d1ly-st3w]

~𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐲~

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

fandoms: Prisoners, For Ellen

characters: Alex Jones/barry milland, Joby Taylor

idea: so i made a post on tiktok about paul dano characters that i think would be friends and i paired joby and alex together bc i liked their dynamic of sweetheart and emo and someone commented that joby would sing to alex and i really liked the idea and wanted to make a fanfic about it, but ao3 hates me so im posting it here

prompt: Alex and Joby are both in the same situation, both stuck hiding in an abandoned shed waiting for a storm to clear. thunder begins to strike loudly, frightening poor Alex, so Joby sings to him to calm him down

(im sorry if this is ooc i havent actually finished for ellen bc i cant focus on movies-)

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The rain hit violently against the old, musty window and the wind howled loudly. inside the messy, decaying, bug filled shed sat two men, a smaller boy who was curled up in one of the corners, pulling his jacket around his larger frame, and the taller, who was watching out of the window, his thin fingers lazily holding on to a half smoked cigarette.

"uh..the storm doesn't look like it's going anywhere" the male by the window announced, earning no reply from the shivering boy in the corner, who would look at him like a lost puppy.

the taller would sigh and take and take a drag of the cigarette before walking towards the other "so, what's your name? mines Joby" he said, trying not to scare the other man, he already looked as if he'd been through hell. the boy would hesitate, before speaking up in a soft, childish voice "Alex.." he answered, moving a little farther back, pulling his knees to his chest.

Joby would let out a small hum "Alex? nice name, alot better than mine" he joked, snickering softly to himself, causing Alex to let out a soft giggle, simply copying what Joby did. the taller would smile at the response, glad he was getting something other than a petrified look.

Joby continued to try and talk to Alex, only getting a few words as replys, but hey, at least it was something, right? the rain and wind were getting worst, meaning it was getting colder in the shed. both men would shiver from time to time, Alex would sneeze occasionally, scaring himself by doing so, to which Joby would giggle quietly to himself.

"do you think I should start a fire?" Joby questions as he takes the lighter from his pocket. Alex would look up at him, slightly frightened "will it burn everything?" he asks, tilting his head to the side slightly "of course not, I'll make sure it doesn't..I'll make it in the middle of the floor so it doesn't catch on anything else" Joby explained, picking up some old, dusty cloth and a few sticks that had been left there.

Joby would begin to try and make a fire while Alex watched out the window from his spot on the ground, watching as sticks, leafs and bits of trash flew by, soon the shed was illuminated by a soft yellow glow and Alex turned his attention to the now burning fire "there, that should do for now" Joby said as he took a seat in front of it, putting his hands close to the flame.

Alex would shuffle closer to the fire, doing the exact same thing as Joby, letting out a small whimper as a branch hit against the window "there's nothing to worry about, we'll be just fine-" just as he finished his sentence, a loud clap of thunder shot through the air, causing both men to jump in surprise.

Alex had put his hands over his ears, letting out a whine, tears filling his green eyes as he shook his head repeatedly. Joby watched him for a moment, feeling his heart shatter into pieces at the sight. he got up and took a seat beside Alex "hey..everything will be alright, dude, it's just a little thunder" Joby said, trying to make Alex feel better, but it didn't work, Alex just continued to cover his ears and cry as more thunder stuck.

Joby sighed and put a hand on Alex's shoulder, causing Alex to flinch "please don't touch me" Alex whined shakily, and Joby obliged, moving his hand away. he thought for a moment before thinking of an idea "well, how about I sing a song for you? would you like that?" Joby asked carefully, not wanting to scare Alex, who would nod softly "yes, please" he mumbled, moving one of his hands to wipe away his tears, but more formed in their place.

Joby would nod and give Alex a gentle smile before he began to sing, singing a song he remembers signing to his daughter when she was first born. Alex would hesitate for a moment before leaning against Joby, shaking and whimpering. Joby was careful as he ran his fingers through Alex's messy hair, gently pushing it out of his face "why do I cry? on a sunday morning after saturday night, was such a wonderful night I should be glad be glad that I could spend one night a week with you" Joby sang, trying to keep his voice low as he sung as he didn't want to scare Alex away after getting him so close.

Alex nuzzled up against him, closing his watery eyes. Joby wrapped an arm around Alex, who would instantly wrap both his arms around the taller, resting his head against against Joby's chest, earning a soft snicker "you'll be okay, bud, promise" Joby said before continuing to sing, occasionally stopping to make sure Alex was okay.

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the song that was sung is why do i cry by margo guryan! i really like that song lol. also i might make a playlist for this so i will put the link in the post if i do! thanks for reading! :D

note (13/04/22):

I made the playlist! sorry if it isn't the best! :D

[purplelurkinghini]

Hello! Its me! Good boy anon here sending you an ask for the third time!

Im now calmer compared to my last ask. Once again, thank you for that little piece of writing. I love it so much. Now im gonna gush about him, if you dont mind, because i have no one else to say this to haha

Okay, so like. The first time he appeared i was like OOOOHHH BRO because like,,,, he was so spooky and i like being spooked. And when he straddled the dude i was like,,, damn... i wish that was me. Also when he got that other guy in the car and taped his mouth,,, honestly if i had a tail it would be wagging violently at that scene. I want him to do that to me... like... holy shit im such a sucker for him??? Why am i so in love??? My friend and i were just talking about how cool battinson was, but then i walked out of the theatre officially having a crush on riddler??? I mean, i dont put labels on my sexual/romantic orientation, when i have feelings for someone, i just do, and this is one of those where im like,,, really??? Why does it have to be that one???

And then when the cops got him in that restaurant.... when they saw his ID and they were like "which one is real?!?!?!" And freaking riddler was like "you tell me!" And he GIGGLED???? i just jshdjxhdjdhdhhfjdhdihdhd thats how i imagined he giggled when i read that little fic of yours????? He's so crazy and deranged but also attractive for some reason???? Am i insane for this?????

Something about his voice is so... attractive to me??? When he said "bruce.. wayne.." with that voice and tone??? And when he said "whats black and blue and dead all over? You" yeah that was.. hot. Especially at that "you" where he was kinda whispering... and also... "oh you're really not as smart as i thought you were..." thats just... music to my ears,,, holy fuck

I saw that post about him practicing in that voice modulator with matt reeves. I would LOVE to hear it... that one hour version.....

I mean yes i get you, you're a woman in your late 20s who felt giddy like a schoolgirl, and i mean??? Same??? Like,,, me too????? im just a boy some years younger than you, who also felt a little too giddy as if i was a 5 year old who just got my christmas present or something. We are both... like that

Fortunately, i am physically incapable of blushing. Like,, my face just cant do that for some reason. If i could, i would be so embarrassed because the whole time riddler's on screen my whole face would be red. Well, its dark at the cinema, so i dont think people can see it, and we were also wearing masks of course. But like, yeah, you get what i mean....

I've seen paul dano in a few movies, so when i heard he's playing the riddler, i was like... hm? Okay?? Because i thought they were gonna have the funky comical riddler, but nope! This riddler is terrifying.... and im into it. Knowing paul dano, i just had this feeling that he's gonna do something great, especially after seeing the trailer. I wasnt officially in love at that time, but i just knew he's gonna be amazing. And now.... im like.... i think about his riddler all day..... what have you done to me sir??????? Why am i like this???????????

Idk what to do anymore. Its like he's got a tight grip on my neck and i just have no plans to break free. In fact, please grip my neck tighter,,, please sir,,,,,,,

I'll start with a confession, if you don't mind.

I've been reading this over and over (and over and over) because I needed to be reminded that not only am I not alone, but I also made someone's day with my writing.

I'll continue by pointing out how we are together in this, but also have different experiences: I fell in love with the hints of this depiction back in 2020, while you became infatuated with the performance as it played out on the big screen. I actually haven't been able to stop thinking about him either.

Plus, we seem equally as fascinated by his contradictory behavior: the chilling sadism contrasted against his adrenaline-fueled outbursts. Therefore, we want him to choke us and giggle in our ear while doing it.

I'll wear that clunky-looking collar. I'll stand still while he tightens it around my neck. Please.

Now, I'm going to sign off with a suggestion:

If you want to talk some more, but aren't comfortable doing so on your main account, you can make a side-blog and we can chat in DMs.

[kamiiiii11]

Okay so i started an Edward Nashton/Riddler x Reader while i was super fixate on the riddler and ive just now rediscovered it and im here to ask if i should continue it? Or like maybe rewrite it. Anyways here's everything that was in the notes:

Before i start this i would just like to sayyy

1. This is the first fanfic ive ever written however i have written stories so im not completely new to this

2. If i make any mistakes please tell me

3. If my friends find this ill cry

4. THERE WILL N O T BE ANY SMUT IN THIS I DONT WRITE STUFF LIKE THAT

5. This is based off of Paul Dano's riddler since i havent seen enough of that on here..

6. I plan on throwing in some song references in here lets see who can get them all!!

7. Y/n is trans ftm just thought id put that out there

8. I do not have an actual schedule as to when I'll be posting, should be at least one chapter a week though ❤

'IT IS ALWAYS NICE TO SEE YOU'

Y/n was a 25 year old boy working the graveyard shift at his only job, an old diner. They barely got an customers but to be fair who's going to go a diner anytime between 10pm and 7am except maybe the last hour. They were going into work as usual, about an hour early this time because their coworker had an emergency. Y/n didnt mind much though since he didnt have anyhting else to do.

"Hey- be careful with him. He's a regular but he always seems off" Clarice said while taking off her apron and grabbing her jacket.

"He's reading from a crossword book, I think I'll be fine thank you Clarice" You were grabbing your nametag you kept behind the counter to make sure you dont lose it 'Y/n he/they' it said on it in a black font.

"Just stay safe y/n." She finished getting ready to leave as you nodded and watched her walk out the back. The 'strange' man didnt have anything infront of him except for a small journal, a crossword book, and a pen. Naturally since it is your job, you walk up to him

"Hello, what can i get for you if you have not yet already been served?" You stared at the man that sat infront of you as the counter/bar stools, he had light brown hair, clear framed glasses, and a dark green jacket on. You had to be honest with yourself he was pretty attractive, nothing to be too scared to talk to him over though. He looked up from his puzzles

"Oh- uh- hm. Just a coffee and do you guys maybe have any pumpkin pie?" Why did he seem so nervous? He's the one who sat at a counter instead of his own booth, no one else was here so he wouldnt be taking up unnecessary space.

"We do! So just a coffee and pumpkin pie for pumpkin?" Ew what was that?!??! That was so cheesy oh my god

"Uh- ye-yeah. Thank you-" he blushed at the nickname andlooked at your nametag with your pronouns on it, one good part about this diner is all nametags have pronouns on them which the customers generally respect. "Sir." He smiled and quickly looked back down at his book.

You'd nod and quckly turn around and start getting his order, starting the coffee machine and getting his pie while waiting.

"Here you are" you placed a plate with a single piece of pie topped with a bit of whipped cream infront of him. The man just nods and starts eating. It wasnt long before the coffee was done and you put it next to the plate, earning a quiet 'thank you' this time. "Soooo whats your name?" You leaned against the counter, he looked up and stared back at you.

"Do you like riddles?" You stared at him blankly

"I'd like to say im good at them so yeah-?"

"Get this one right and I'll tell you my name, i am something you own but everyone else uses way more than you, what am i?" You took a minute to think.

"Your name? I know ive heard that one but im not sure if thats the right answer i havent done riddles si-" you got cut off.

"My name is Edward, nice to meet you y/n." How did he know my name-? Oh wait my nametag he laughed quietly as if he could hear your thoughts, in reality the expression said them for you. He started to reach into his pockets as if looking for something. "Uh-"

"Are you alright Ed?"

"Y-yeah i just seemed to have forgotten my wallet." He had a worried expression as he looked up at you, he obviously didnt plan this so hey why not be nice? Clarice said he was a regular anyway.

"They're both on the house today, dont worry" You smiled and took his cup and plate.

"I can pay you back later? When are your hours i can probably be here at some point-"

"10 to 7 on friday, every weekday" I kind of just want to see him again i really dont think its so important that he pays me back he only got a coffee and a slice of pie

"See youuu- uhh- tomorrow?"

"Again, im here everyweekday so yes ed" youd smile and wave as he walked out. Well he was- sweet. Clarice was wrong about him being weird, he wasnt completely normal but he didnt seem like anything to be concerned about.

The rest of your shift was normal, boring yeah, but normal. Once it was over your grabbed your jacket and were on your way home. Due to it being 7am there was many people out unless it was cars and places opening, no one wanted to walk anywhere this early and you couldn't blame them because you wouldnt want to either. As soon as you got into your apartment you took off your black sneakers and raced to your bedroom to change. The outfit was quite uncomfortable after a while, at first it was fine but then you break it in and its just blah at that point. Once changed you set your alarms for 5pm so you could have time to do your shopping, and still have some spare time you considered spending on the music shop. You passed it everyday to and from work and had always wanted to go there, you could see records through the clear glass windows and youve always thought about it since. You slowly drifted off thinking about everything you'd do when you woke up.

WE'RE SWITCHING TO Y/N'S POV BC THIS ONE IS JUST UGLY TO ME I STRONGLY DISLIKE WRITING LIKE THIS

As my alarm went off in my ear i quickly shot up, looking around the room before turning off the alarm. I sat there for a minute or two debating on whether or not I should eat before or if i should just wait until my shift at the diner. Folding the corner of my bedding to let myself up I slowly get up and get dressed, dreading having to be awake. Work itself wasn't too bad but I never got much sleep from it being at such odd times, its never really allowed me to have friends since im basically nocturnal at this point. To be fair though I dont really want friends, I have bigger things to worry about than my social life. Plus I talk to people all night at work it kinda makes up for it, yk? Anyways after getting dressed I go to the bathroom to do my eyeliner, boys can wear makeup too and to be quite frank I even have a slight confidence boost when im wearing it therefore if anyone has a problem with it they can suck my non existent dick. I grab my things including my phone off the side of my bed, I dont know why I check the notifications no one has my number except Clarice and Elliot who both only call me when they want a day off or for me to come in early. I barely hear from or see Elliot however he's still my boss and I need to 'respect' that, Clarice says.

Walking out of my apartment I see a familiar figure in the distance, Ed? I walk faster in hopes to pass him without him reckognizing me, yeah he was nice at the diner but I dont know him enough to want to hang out or talk to him outside of work. I quickly walk past him with my head down but turned back to see him without thinking.

"Can i help you??" Oh thank god it wasnt him

"Sorry I thought you were someone else.." I turn back around and quickly leave the appartment building.

[killerlookz]

Congrats!!! I discovered you right at the beginning of my obsession for Paul Dano and I have to admit, it's rare that I follow a person! Your writing is so captivating, I didn't want to miss your writings. When you started showing interest in Eddie Munson, I was a little disappointed and was afraid you were going to give up on Dano completely, buuuuuuut… I fell in love with Munson, of course. And realized that no matter what characters you like, I'm going to keep following you. You are part of my daily life and you have a place in my heart!

I choose… THE JETSET LIFE IS GOING TO KILL YOU (stranger things please ~) (and i will be back tomorrow with an another request hehe <3)

The first impression I give is not positive, according to my friends, colleagues and classmates, I look angry and cold. My gothic/metal/i dontknowbutitsalt style doesn't help me. Yet, I am pretty cheerful and have an easy laugh. I am happy to be here !

I am very nervous and anxious, my primary emotion is fear. I am afraid of death, storms, infinity, space, in short, my partner must accept that I am Shaggy AND Scooby.

It's hard to get my trust. It makes me feel like a princess in a castle that is protected by a dragon. One mistake and it's death, one wrong move and there's no going back, the trust is lost forever. And when it comes to my love life, oof… I'm demisexual, it's a bit impossible to win my heart. I'm looking for a Gomez Addams (AND I WILL FIND HIM).

I have BPD. My mood swings are drastic, it is not easy to live with this disorder (for others and for me). I tend to push away people who want to get to know me or give me affection, because I am afraid of abandonment, but I am also afraid of hurting them.

I spend my free time writing, drawing, sewing, knitting and crocheting! … and playing Stardew Valley. No, I won't say how many hours I have at this game, it's terrifying.

(Im French Canadian, sorry for mistakes ><)

first of all... let me say, my goodness! thank you for your kind words <3 you are truly so sweet, so thank you so so much for sticking around with my blog, even passed my dano writings im so incredibly glad to hear that you enjoy my work!!! thank youuu so so so much <3

as for a stranger things matchup: im going to have to say eddie! for starters i think he would totally feel you on the "not positive" first impression thing (which i also totally get too lmao one of my friends recently told me he's wanted to be my friend since he first met me but always put off talking to me because i "looked angry" LMAOO) But yeah, no a lot of people think eddie is "scary" at first glance but it turns out underneath that he's a total sweetheart! so, on that front- you two will definitely know what it feels like to be judged as something you're not at first glance.

secondly, you say you have issues with trust, which is why i think eddie would be a good match for you, as we can see in szn 4 he's like, incredibly loyal to his friends, and he really cares about them a lot, he is not the type to ever get close to breaking your trust once he has it, he's the kind of guy that wants to earn your trust and keep it.

on the anxiety front too, he's also a great partner! while clearly being skittish at times himself, he does seem to try to make the people around him comfortable! for instance, the drug deal scene with chrissy: she's clearly nervous but eddie takes to lightening the mood, he makes her laugh and doesn't take himself too seriously and overall really just helps relieve any of the intensity in the air!

also- eddie would think your hobbies are totally cool, especially in regards to sewing! you could help him with his battle jackets, or patch pants,and DIY-ing his clothes since that's a huge part of the scene!

overall i think of the stranger things characters, eddie would be your best match! :) i hope you are satisfied with your match and again, thank you dearly for your kind kind words <33

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