#EVERYONE CHEER OMG 🎉🎉🎉🎉

[theelmoarchive]

Tumblr pls let my post im on my knees begging please im just a little boy

My style's evolving a little bit, since I found a total of ONE new brush that I liked, so natually this happened. Narrinder brush on procreate will always be my beloved tho

[lewisvinga]

mi reina | lando norris x latina! reader

summary; y/n’s success as a latina keeps growing and growing, especially after getting the lead of a new hit movie and lando is always there to praise her

fc; danna paola

warnings; ?

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1

notes; requested ! when reader is latina >> also i just made up a movie bc i couldn’t think of one tbhhhh but can yall pls give me latina fcs bc i don’t wanna keep reusing the same ones 😣😣😣😣

masterlist !

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liked by landonorris, lilymhe, and others !

yourusername: a little bts from the godmother, thank you all for the love you’ve been showing me 🥹🥹🥹 los quiero a todos muchísimo [i love you all so much] ❤️❤️ don’t forget, the godmother is in theaters now!

landonorris: oh my

landonorris: mi novia [my girlfriend] is so gorgeous and talented 😍🤩🤩

yourusername: 🙈🙈

landonorris: WATCH HER MOVIE NOW.

username: we love a supportive bf liked by yourusername and landonorris !

username: MI REINAAA [my queen]

username: she ate w her role as maritza 😩😩

username: love u sm

lilymhe: YOU’RE SOOO AMAZINGG alex n i watched it twice in theaters already😭 we’re obsessed !!!

yourusername: so glad you enjoyed ☹️🩷🩷

alex_albon: i cried both times btw

yourusername: LMFAOOO

username: idk wether to be scared or turned on by maritza but y/n ate w her acting skills

alexandrasaintmleux: charles and i loved it! eres especial , y/n! [you’re special] 💗💗💗

yourusername: gracias alex🥹🥹

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liked by landonorris, carmenmmundt, and others !

yourusername: mi amorcito [my sweetheart] always sending my flowers even from miles away ❤️🥹 tqm🫶🫶 [ily]

tagged; landonorris

landonorris: the best flowers for the best actress always !

yourusername: lando ur too kind ☹️

landonorris: just telling the truth 😁😁😁😁

username: LA REINA DE LATINOAM��RICA [the queen of latin america]

username:stoppp the bouquet is gorgeous

landonorris: just like her am i right 🤭

yourusername: omg lando 😩

username: she’s gorgeousss

username: he’s so bf coded

username: lando best bf iktr

carmenmmundt: gorgeous gorgeous girl🥹🥹 seeing the godmother again w george tonight 🙈🙈

yourusername: carrrmm🤭🤭

username: mis padres 🥹🥹🥹

username: i love them sm ur honor

username: how’d lando pull a bad bitch fr

landonorris: tbh i ask myself that everyday

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landonorris uploaded to their story !

[caption 1; reunited with my best girl🧡] [caption 2; recharging before the next week 🔋😴]

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landonorris: so unbelievably proud of you, mi amor. winning your first oscar and breaking records by becoming the first latina to win best actress, is there anything you can’t do? te quiero mucho, siempre soy orgulloso de ti. ❤️ [i love you so much, i’m always proud of you]

tagged; yourusername

yourusername: mi landitoooooo, te quiero 🥹

yourusername: couldn’t have done it without you by my side 💗💗💗

landonorris: are you kidding? you would’ve done it anyways! you’re truly the best actress 🧡🧡

username: HES SUCH ASUPPORTIVE BF IM IN TEARSSS

username: paving the way for latina actresses iktr 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

oscarpiastri: congratulations, y/n!! lily and i were cheering so hard for you! liked by landonorris and yourusername !

georgerussell63: congratulations y/n!!🎉🎉 liked by landonorris and yourusername !

username: he made a whole post for her i’m🥹🥹🥹

username: i need a bf as supportive as lando fr

username: she’s barbie and he’s just ken!

username:the way she ate everyone up oooou

username: MOTHER IS MOTHERINGG

lilymhe: AHHH Y/N IM IN TEARS I’M SO PROUDDD liked by landonorris and yourusername !

alexandrasaintmleux: 🥹almost shed tears seeing y/n receive the award 💗 so prouddd liked by landonorris and yourusername !

carlossainz55: enhorabuena, y/n! 👏👏[congratulations] liked by landonorris and yourusername !

username: mi reina 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

username: no one’s gonna mention lando speaking spanish for her😩😩😩😩

username: hes dating a latina baddie he is legally required to

username: duhhh he’s dating la reina de latinoamérica 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️ [the queen of latin america]

landonorris: mi reina 😁😁 [my queen]

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

A/n: u guys r gonna have to imagine alot w these pics 😭 but i wrote whos supposed to be who so it makes a bit more sense!!!!! THIS ONLY MAKES SENSE IF YOU READ THE FIRST BIT

y/n_y/l/n

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Prepare for the ‘Anastasia’ photo dump 😈

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tomblyth: yummy cake 🍰😋

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: i'm craving it so bad rn 🤤

user1: THE MOVIE WAS SO GOOD WTAF

user2: Y/n and Tom's on screen chemistry is insane...

user3: her smile in the second picture 🥹

user4: empress Marie was a slay

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: she honestly was

~

y/n_y/l/n

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this is what we gotta say to those who haven’t watched Anastasia yet 🖕🖕🖕 (we’re kidding)

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user1: how was filming in St. Petersburg??

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: had the best time of my life 🙈 St. Petersburg is so gorgeous.

user2: yesss feed us w more Anastasia bts please!!!

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: yes ma’am 🫡

↘️ user3: BAHAHHAHAAH

user4: everyone go watch Anastasia rn. It’s a masterpiece😟

user5: she’s so gorgeous it’s not fair

~

y/n_y/l/n

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pics of me eating the most 21st century food in my 20th century fits 😋‼️

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tomblyth: fun fact, I took ALL of these

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: 😂😂😂

user1: this is so funny to me LMAO

user2: the fits 🤌

↘️ user3: THEY WERE EVERYTHING!

user4: so this is what u guys do behind the scenes? eating?

↘️ tomblyth: yup.

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: pretty much!!

~

tomblyth

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‘Anastasia’ out now in the cinemas!!!! So incredibly grateful to have worked with such amazing and talented people, experiencing it with y/n made it even better 💗

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y/n_y/l/n: i’m tearing up��. It was so much fun, I’m going to miss everything about it 💔

↘️ tomblyth: gonna miss seeing u in ur costume 🥹 you looked absolutely gorgeous

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: awee I love u!!!!

↘️ user1: my parents r so adorable 😣

user2: third pic is everything!

user3: they did so good with the casting!

~

y/n_y/l/n

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St. Petersburg weather was smth else 🥶

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actorwhoplaysrasputin: it wasn’t even that cold y/n 🙄

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: says the person who wore 4 jackets in between takes 😟

↘️ actorwhoplaysrasputin: zip it.

↘️ user1: I love this duo 😂

actorwhoplaysphlegmenkoff: it was a pleasure to work with such young, talented actors like yourselves!!!

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: awee thank you actors name!! It was an honour to work with you!!

↘️ tomblyth: appreciate it man 🤝

user2: them casting actors name as Rasputin was the best decision ever. Can’t see anyone else for that role!

user3: this movie had such iconic actors and actresses 😭

↘️ user4: I just know this movie was expensive 😃

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y/n_y/l/n

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Anastasia dump pt. 2974822? 😂

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user1: FIRST PIC HAHAHAHA

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: felt xtra cute so I had to 😛

↘️ user2: Tom not looking amused in the back 🤣

↘️ tomblyth: I’m used to it

actorwhoplaysvladimir: miss you guys!!!

↘️ tomblyth: you act as if we don’t live in the same street 🤣

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: literally walk the few steps and you’ll see us lol

user3: I can’t wait for more of your bts vids to come out on yt bc man they’re so entertaining!!

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: I’m posting a 30 min bts vlog tomorrow 😙

↘️ user4: YAYYY

↘️ user5: y/n has a yt channel and I haven’t heard about it?

↘️ user6: she’s had it since she was in high school 😭

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tomblyth

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Can’t believe ‘Anastasia’ has been nominated for best film adaptation of books!!! Thank you everyone who voted :)

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y/n_y/l/n: THIS IS INSANEE AHHHH

↘️ tomblyth: 🥳🎉

themichaellockshin: 🤩🤩

actorwhoplaysnicholas: hell yeah!!

user1: they’re so cute omg 🥺

user2: actresswhoplaysdowagermarie is such a slay 😭

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: she literally is!

↘️ tomblyth: we love her!

↘️ user2: ahhh you both responded 😭

~

themichaelockshin

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Cheers again for the love and support for this movie!! To all the cast members I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, you are all such talented people and it was wonderful working with you all!

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y/n_y/l/n: thank you Michael ❤️ will never forget this experience :)

↘️ themichaelockshin: you and Tom were spectacular 🤩

tomblyth: what a journey we went through!

actorwhoplaysrasputin: miss you all!

actorwhoplaysolga: thank you Michael!! Filming with you all was a wonderful experience 🫶

user1: ice cream during the winter?

↘️ y/n_y/l/n: yup. What abt it 😛

user2: awe I love this cast sm

↘️ user3: literally the best cast

[goodoldfashionedengineer]

TUA Tumblr Simulator pt. 2

Find more here: pt. 1

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10/01/2007

NO

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21/03/2019

YES, HE'S DEAD NOW!!!

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🤲health-and-goodness Follow

RIP Sir Reginald Hargreeves

🌄chanceschances Follow

HA, no

FUCK Reginald Hargreeves, all my homies HATE Reginald Hargreeves

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🏰study-hall-monitor Follow

Wait, how old is Reginald Hargreeves? Did he not age? Seriously, look at this photo from 2002 and look at this photo from this year

🦕dino-nuggiez Follow

If you were on Facebook, they'd say he was a lizard person

🐊florida-shaped-being Follow

Fortunately, we're on Tumblr

Which means that people will say he's a crab person

🎃helloqueen Follow

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🍁chaos-is-my-peanutbutter Follow

You fools

OBVIOUSLY he's an alien

👾codey-for-everyone Follow

Wait. Omg. It makes sense!

It would also explain their powers, think about it!

You're an absolute genius, I can't believe no one has ever thought about that before!

🍁chaos-is-my-peanutbutter Follow

Lmao I think you're taking this too seriously buddy

🖍️memecent-van-go Follow

You are ALL wrong

He is actually created in a lab by the government and they said he "died" to surprise us with the biggest April Fool's prank in the history of mankind next week

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🪩 traumallama Follow

Congratulations to all the Hargreeves siblings, I am very happy for you. May you lead a very peaceful and cheerful life now that your dickhead father is gone

🌌 jupiters-moons Follow

🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

🌨️ twirlingandwhirling Follow

I just feel bad for The Séance. Wouldn't like to have my abusive dad following me around

👥 lurkeringlurrlurr Follow

By that logic his dead brother, The Horror, would also be following him around

🌌 jupiters-moons Follow

Their names are Klaus and Ben.

🚵 rolly-molly Follow

Can we go back to The Séance thing? I mean, his power is that he can see ghosts iirc, who is to say he can't see Ben? (Also, seriously, The Horror? That must be so bad for a child)

👥 lurkeringlurrlurr Follow

Sure, I guess it wouldn't be impossible

But if *I* had my dead brother following me around all the time, I think I'd lose my sanity

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🪷sweet-sweet-sweeter Follow

Why Reginald Hargreeves kinda hot ngl

🥐food-up-with-this-croissant Follow

Dude, he JUST died

🪷sweet-sweet-sweeter Follow

What? I like old guys!

🌾crying-in-bed Follow

Tumblr user not simping over a white rich dude challenge: FAILED ❌

👾codey-for-everyone Follow

Also he's probably an alien

🪷sweet-sweet-sweeter Follow

Even better for the monsterfuckers

🐍nessiesmuse Follow

The monsterfuckers don't want him either

💟singthissong Follow

Abi, I say this as your friend, your mutual...

Get a better taste in men

🪷sweet-sweet-sweeter Follow

Maybe when I can afford rent, food and bills with one job I will

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Is that Number Five, aka, The Boy, the one who disappeared 17 years ago?! Why does he still look like 13!? What's happening?!

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[deathmetalunicorn1]

omg hiiii love, happy new year <33 🫶🎉

it's so fun reading about the protective fatherly and motherly figures scolding the reader for either reckless reasons or just them overreacting. but what if we… ahem… uno reverse card the situation? so it’s teen reader staying up late and scolding them for their unpunctuality when the gods or humans come home later than expected, ands teen gives them long talks and speeches when they mess up, or don’t answer their phone calls.

let’s not forget the typical “I am not mad, just disappointed” with the gods sitting with shame on the couch while the teen huffs like a tired parent, because a teenager berating people who are hundreds, thousands and billion times their age is so hilarious imo 😭🤣

-When presented with a chance like this- of course you were going to take it!

-Your family told you that they would be home by ten, all of them going to an adult only restaurant, but they promised to bring you a slice of cake which cheered you up, as you had comically pouted when they told you where they were going, “I didn’t want to go anyway!” which made most of them laugh.

-Here it was, almost midnight, when they finally came home, several of them smelling like booze, as they had enjoyed their night out.

-You flipped on the light of the living room, “And just where have you all been? Do you know what time it is?!”

-Several were quickly grinning, as some have had this exact conversation with you a few times when you stayed out a little bit later than you were supposed to.

-Qin Shi Haung, deciding to play the role of the naughty teenager, along with Loki, quickly tried to come up with an excuse, “This isn’t what it looks like Y/N!”

-A few like Odin and Leonidas rolled their eyes, exasperated at the antics as you pointed at the clock, “You told me ten! It’s almost two hours later! What do you all have to say for yourself?!”

-Loki kneeled before you, trying not to laugh, “We didn’t mean to Y/N! We were just having so much fun!”

-You sighed deeply, turning your face from him, “I’m not mad- just disappointed~” he quickly broke and started roaring with laughter and you quickly fell into laughter as well and soon, most of the room was laughing loudly, seeing how comical it was to have the roles reversed.

-You cheered as Poseidon held up a slice of cake for you, wrapping in a to go container in a bag, thanking him before he held it away from you, “It’s too late for sweets- go to bed.”

-You were quickly whining, hugging him, still trying to grab at the bag, “It’s not my fault it’s late~~ you guys are the ones who are late!!”

-He couldn’t help but grin down at you, amused to see you whining, “Go to bed, you can have it for breakfast.” Your eyes felt like they had stars in them, “Really?! Night everyone!” before you ran upstairs as more laughter filled the room as Hades scolded Poseidon, “Y/N does not need to have cake for breakfast.”

-Poseidon didn’t really care, “Y/N’s young only once- something like this once in a while is okay.” Hades sighed deeply, agreeing with him as they all headed back to their own rooms to clean up and to sleep off their hangover, whoever had one.

[fakesimp]

Congratulations on 500 FOLLOWERS! 🎉 Yipeee! You deserve it cause your writing is perfection..! I want to request fluff where the reader is doing a just dance stream with Luca or anyone else I just wanna see how that would go. It would be complete Fluff and it would become so chaotic so fast like not paying attention to their surroundings. -w- i hope it's not too much or too little..but I love your writing and it's amazing! 🎉🎂✨

"You're so cute babe, ..wait-" , With Luca Kaneshiro

Warning !

Chaos ; Fluff ; Established Relationship ; Mentions of Kissing ; Indie Vtuber ! Reader ; Exposed hidden relationship

A/n : I, am sorry if, this is very ooc. (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠)

I barely watch Luca's stream (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

Also thank you for the congratulation!

And thanks you so much for the compliment (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠)

➶◜◝➴

You were watching Luca doing a just dance stream, you were intrigued to join him but at the moment you're busy with something else at the moment. So all you can do is just planning a schedule to play that game for your viewers next week, and you did exactly that.

Today, is the day. It's your turn playing, you started streaming. Everyone greeted you in the chat, sending your oshi marks in the chat. You smiled, "Hey guys, I'm streaming Just dance today! I was interested trying one thanks to Luca." You mentioned Your beloved Mafia Leader, that is currently not far from you. He's just on a different floor in the shared house.

The chat was filled with questions, flooded with 'Luca?' 'Luca Kaneshiro?' they asked, asking for confirmation from you. You are an independent Vtuber, you're not working under any company. You're friends with a lot of other Vtubers, doing collabs with them. You have quite a big amount of fans, and you appreciated them.

"Okay stream let's get started!" You said as you press the start button, and it's only been a few minutes in. You have made a mess, now you know how tough it is when you did it. It seems easy when you watched someone else doing it, but in reality it isn't.

You didn't realize, Luca was watching, he was laughing at you in the chat. Everyone was surprised by his appearance, but they welcomed him warmly. Not long after, he joined your voice call. Scaring you on purpose, making you jump in shock. "OMG LUCA- I-" You yelled at the blonde Mafia as he laughed at your reaction, you softly groaned. "You were so cute in stream babe, I couldn't help it." He said, you didn't mind at first until you realize.

"Luca-"

"What?"

"You, I'm, Streaming.."

"Yeah? So?"

. . .

And then it clicked, "Wait-" Luca immediately laughed out loud. Meanwhile everyone in the chat is like 'BABE?' 'WHAT??' 'DID LUCA JUST-?' flooded with questions and disbelief, "Luca. Kaneshiro." You called your lover by his full name. "Okay! Okay-! Guys, guys. Calm down." He said as you heard shuffling from his side, "Wait let me just, do something real quick." Luca said and leaves the voice call.

And the next few seconds, Luca barges into your room. Proudly greeting everyone in your chat, making the chat went even more confused and shocked at the current situation. More questions flooding in, that you had to take off your VR headset. "Luca what in the actual- what are you doing here-" You slightly yelled at the blondie, the male look over at you smiling. "I am, explaining the chat, our. Relationship." Luca said as he look back at your computer screen that displays the chat.

You read the chat, everyone was cheerful and they are support your relationship together with Luca. Lucubs and your fans are so happy for both of you, "Guys.." you look at the chat in awe. "Thank you for the endless support everyone.. I appreciate you guys." You said not realizing, Luca had been staring at you from the side smiling wide at you.

"Babe we should try playing it together, do you want to?" Luca asked you, and the chat suddenly went by so fast. By that means, they want you both to play together.

. . .

It's only been 10 minutes in, and it's already a whole mess. The stream is filled with your laughter and Luca's laughter, the chat is concerned about you and him, but couldn't help but laugh too at both of your stupidity.

"LUCA-"

"HAHAHAH-"

The urge to Smack this Mafia Leader is so strong but you couldn't do so, you also loved him. And his antics.

It's already been 2 hours after you started streaming, joined by Luca in the middle of it. While you dance yourself away, there are times when Luca just sits at the back staring at you lovingly. But there's also time as he watch you dance, he teases you, tickle you, anything that made your moves falter.

But when the dance is taking a wide space, as you swing your hand following the movement, Luca made a sound. Making you laugh at the noises he made, oh how chaotic the stream was.

After 3 hours, you decided to stop playing and have a chat with your viewers with Luca. The moment you sit down, you are bombarded with questions about how did you ended up dating Luca.

"it's, a long story honestly.." You said as you look over at Luca who's laying down on the couch in your room, he look up and stared at you confused. Giving you the 'what?' look, you just shook your head and chuckled. "The thing is,

I Love Him. That's all I could say."

"I hope your fans doesn't mind me stealing their Oshi's heart."

"Lucaa.."

©fakesimp

A/n : This is soo- (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

Idk how to start it and idk how to end it. I apologize if it's upsetting you (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠)

Oop i might, went a little bit off from the request, oh dear (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

(3/6) - 500 Followers Event !

[fujowebdev]

After an intense 30-day campaign, The Fujoshi Guide to Web Development has officially raised $18,039. 🎉

We're immensely grateful for your trust and support, and look forward to the journey to come 💜

As we salute this feat, let's now cheer for those who made it happen.

✨Final Spotlight: The #FujoGuide Team ✨

You’ve already met many of our amazing contributors (if you need a refresher on our spotlights, find them at the end), but today we want to focus on those behind the scenes and highlight the incredible team that made our success possible.

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Together with Slogbait, who did incredibly vital work, like setting up deadlines, budget, & rewards, a team of Kickstarter connoisseurs researched similar projects to understand what would go into making our campaign a success: the incredible @a-brilliant-loser & @elfwreck.

With data on our side, we started building. A fundamental part of this process was the research on expenses and manufacturers for the book and potential merch. Here, Candle provided us with his expertise in publishing and helped us understand the best options available.

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Next, it was time for the practical setup: project lead @essential-randomness provided the first draft of our amazing campaign story, while @enigmalea and Heidi whipped it into the beautiful shape that will forever be immortalized on our Kickstarter page.

To decorate our riveting narrative, we needed graphics to match. As is April 1st tradition, project lead @essential-randomness got together with trusty pinch-hit designer CatBathingSun to create character cards and other campaign graphics, including the ones you saw on our socials.

But no Kickstarter campaign page is complete without captivating reward tiers. @a-brilliant-loser led this charge, coming up with our creative "GIT"-based naming and taking care of other copy needs. On the art side, @cmdonovann contributed the Boba-tans decorating our limited tiers.

Launching the campaign was a lot of work on its own. But that work, while important, could not have pushed us to these incredible heights without our incredible social media and marketing team, who worked tirelessly this whole month to reach and inspire old and new supporters.

While many people worked on this, we want to first shout out the amazing work of @owlpockets, who whipped our content calendar into shape, taught us social media strategy (and alt-texting), and helped us navigate the unknown waters of relentless promotion.

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As she herself writes, "May she now finally get to go back to coding, instead!"

But she could not have done it without collaborators like @elendraug, @enigmalea, and, again, @owlpockets, who painstakingly reviewed and improved her drafts and provided immense support throughout this extremely intense, exhilarating, month-long tour de force.

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And then our project organizers, like our aforementioned anonymous contributor and @enigmalea who worked tirelessly on logistics and wrangling and showed up repeatedly to pick up all the dangling bits and pieces that a project this ambitious inevitably has.

Last but definitely not least, our project lead and director @essential-randomness who brought-and kept!-everyone together, oversaw and pitched in on every aspect of the project, designed our notepads (she's proud of them), and provided the initial investment that made this a reality.

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[wrongcaitlyn]

I’ll go with some of the tame ones and ask 8, 13, 18, 15, 24, 32, and 51 😭

For 8, I currently do pointe ballet, gymnastics, tap, and jazz. I also used to swim for like 10 years but I hated having wet hair so I quit. I also had almost joined field hockey but a conflict in scheduling ended that rather quickly.

For 13, I actually don’t hate anyone at the moment. I personally think it’s a strong word and nobody’s ever made me have to use it. I do apparently have my own hater though! She’s a friend of a friend and finds me annoying or something, I barely even know her though.

For 15, I know you’ve shared that you have a dog, but I honestly just wanted to say that I’m also going to be a proud pet owner since I’m getting 2 dogs and a cat!

For 18, I used to be terrified of any and all spiders. Like even the little tiny ones. One time on the day after Thanksgiving I had seen one while walking into the bathroom to wash my face and I screamed so loud that everyone thought there was an intruder. And then they saw the little red spider on the ground 💀 Howver, my fear of spiders while not as bad over the years would still not convince me to travel to somewhere like Australia unless I have to.

For 24, I know you’re working on college essays so don’t feel pressured to reply to this one lol. I would say that my best subjects are the more creativity based ones. I’d also toss in biology to that mix only because it was by far my favorite class that I’ve taken. I also did well in history (and not to toot my own horn but got a 100 on the final 🎉) but I could not stand my teacher. Like maybe it was because we were usually the first class she saw, but she regularly woke up on the wrong side of the bed when it came to my class.

For 32, my favorite color is lavender and I don’t think that’s changed for several years now, in fact I’ve heard many people say that purple is their least favorite color 😅

For 51, I’ve had an unhealthy obsession with flan for like a few weeks now but thankfully I’ve never been energized enough to actually make it myself so I get it rarely. So this was supposed to only be 3 questions but I had a little too much fun answering and went overboard lol 😭 You definitely don’t have to respond to all of these but hopefully they help distract you a bit!

thank u for the asks!!!

8 - DAMN you do a lot of sports, im like the most unathletic person ever😭 but i used to do gymnastics, ballet, dance, cheer, and basketball, and then quit pretty much all of it in 4th grade when i broke my arm :) do not regret it though!!! im not made to be an athleteKSDF

13 - tbh i dont think so either! at least not people i know irl, i dont think i actually know enough people that i dislike to hate them. im generally not a social person so if i find someone annoying,,, i just dont spend time around them. and if i dont hang out with someone, i dont see why i'd know them well enough to hate them, if u get what i mean? anyway, i try not to waste time hating things, it gets boring

15 - yes i do! and OMG i want a cat so bad,,, maybe one day i'll be able to get one, but for now i'm very happy with my dog <3

18 - AGREED you could never make me move to like arizona or australia,,, i dont think im necessarily scared of spiders in the way that i'll run away from them, but what i AM scared of, is when there's like a small insect or bug or smth and it MOVES. like idc what it is but if out of the corner of my eye i see smth small moving, i'm out of there.

but funny story, once i was in the car in a parking lot, and was like just getting inside - i look down, and there's a spider like the size of my thumb literally crawling up my shirt. i was screaming like a maniac and the guy in the car next to us was like ???? and my mom was also like wtf??? ended up literally throwing my shirt (dont worrry, i was wearing a bra underneath) out of my car to get the spider away from me, it was literally nearly on my neck. i think ive been a bit more frightened by spiders since then just bc like,,, holy fucking shit,,, but i know its not as bad as some arachnophobesSJDF

24 - i actually really dont mind answering this question! though ngl i could just copy and paste one of the college essays i wrote last night, even though that one was a *bit* of a lie. i said computer science, which is pretty true, but i think my strength is even more in just any math subject. i'm going into ap calc bc and ap stats this year and have always been in advanced math! a bit of an odd strength for a fanfic writer i know, but i'm a math nerd deep down. i actually really enjoy it :) and i pretty much barely get by with an a in my other classes, science/english/history have never been my strongsuit... it's really just mathSDFJ

32 - pink! specifically pastel pink, or a sort of like mauve pink? yea, if u could see my room, i have a lot of pink stuff around here. but also mostly, i tend to stick to neutrals, beige/black/white and stuff, idk i actually really like how those lookDSJKF

51 - PASTA. im being very autistic with this answer bc u dont even understand like the extent to which i love pasta. im a very VERY picky eater and so i have three meals that i have on cycle - pasta with parmesan, pasta with meatballs, and pasta with pesto sauce + chicken. i literally eat those every single day for lunch and dinner. since second grade, i've gone to school EVERY day with a pasta with parmesan cheese thermos. like genuinely i do think i am the #1 stan of pasta and i don't think it'll ever changeSDJF

[swissboyhisch]

Platonic Dates

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yourinsta: it's a #tb for my best friend's birthdayyyyy!!! Happy Birthday boo!!!!!!! Enjoy this picture from prom back in the day! Hope you like our converses 🎉🎉🎉 tagged: yourbestie

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drat27: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY GIRLLLLL

yourbestie: Love you Leo x

mcdavid97: Happy birthday! Enjoy your day little one!

hollymcdavid: Happy birthday yourbestie!!

user: I love Isla and Tavia 😍😍😍

cammcdavid: OMG YOUR GROWING UPP! jks happy birthday

yourbestie: LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!

yourinsta: Love you too ❤️❤️

zstrome: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESTIEEEE!!!!!! PARTYYYY WHEN YOU ARRIVE!!! 🎉🍸🍾

clove_bennet: Yesss partyyyyyy!!! 🎉🍸🍾🎉🍸🍾

bianca_skye: Happy birthday!

edmontonoilers: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE OF OUR FAVOURITE WAGS ❤️

sandradraisaitl: Happy birthday beautiful x ❤️

yourbestie: thanks Mumma Drai x

marner16: happy birthday 💩💩💩

stephlechance: Happy birthday beautiful!

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yourinsta: Finally get to skate again ❤️ tagged: mcdavid97

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mcdavid97: just as bad as last time ❤️

user: I like the fact that even though she is best friends with Connor she can't skate, shows we all can't be good at everything

yourinsta: she is so bad, she never gets better even though she is basically dating an NHL player🙄

user: I saw them! They were so cute. Connor and y/n skated past me and he had his arm around her waist making sure she didn't fall while they were both laughing and smiling at each other. They looked so happy, so in love. I wish they were dating!

stephlechance: Hurry up and date!

marner16: agreed ^

dylstrome19: agreed ^^

ryannh93: agreed ^^^

zstrome: agreed ^^^^

clove_bennet: agreed ^^^^^

edmontonoilers: On behalf of everyone, Cap, hurry up and ask y/n out!

user: I also saw Ryan and yourbestie skating together, they are so cute as well! They kept laughing when y/n fell, usually pulling Connor down with her!

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mcdavid97: #tb to when y/n and I were young 💕 tagged: yourinsta

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yourinsta: Thanks for my new lock screen Con 💕

user: even when they were young they were cute 😍😭

stephlechance: #goals ❤️❤️ marner16 why can't you be like Connor?

yourinsta: yeah marner16 why can't you be like Con?

yourbestie: Still one of my favourite photos of you both! ❤️❤️❤️

drat27: I prefer your phone background more

yourbestie: babe you should see y/n's background (not this picture)

user: this is so cute!

user: not y/n looking like she's hating him kissing her

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yourinsta: He is so cute 💕 tagged: mcdavid97

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mcdavid97: You make me happy y/n 💕

yourbestie: Ew Connor stop being cute 😂

zstrome: God this is sickly cute 👌🏻

clove_bennet: Umm, PDA

marner16: Wanna do this stephlechance?

mcdavid97: God, marner16 be original 🙄

user: What movie are you watching?

stephlechance: Don't copy the couple goals!

yourinsta: FYI it is friend goals, not couple goals, we aren't a couple 🤷🏻‍♀️

dylstrome19: yet y/n.

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yourinsta: First hockey game after being back! Also in the crowd by myself… GO OILERS! tagged: edmontonoilers

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user: Fun fact username, y/n originally supported Pittsburgh Penguins

user: OMG I JUST REALISED WE SAT BEHIND HER THE WHOLE GAME! user look!

user: OMG! I can't believe we sat behind her! She was cheering so loud for Connor!

yourinsta: user I support mcdavid97 24/7. If I'm at the game, I am not quiet!

mcdavid97: thanks for supporting me y/n 💕

edmontonoilers: Mcjesus' #1 fan right there

yourinsta: You know it

zstrome: I would go if I wasn't with the fam!

clove_bennet: would have if I didn't have uni 🤷🏻‍♀️

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[destinationtoast]

MY YEAR IN REVIEW*

*I got rid of the big animated header image.

I posted 3,166 times in 2022

That's 510 more posts than 2021!

167 posts created (5%)

2,999 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@beingatoaster

@nevermindthewanderer

@destinationtoast

@elizabethminkel

@lurkerviolin

I tagged 3,163 of my posts in 2022

#queue continuum - 2,030 posts

#cats - 522 posts

#snerk - 343 posts

#art - 290 posts

#ted lasso - 267 posts

#oh tumblr - 247 posts

#gigglefit reblog - 242 posts

#memes - 213 posts

#omg - 197 posts

#punny - 147 posts

Longest Tag: 115 characters

#(fascinating given that my parents read a ton of formulaic mysteries and some sff that was heavy on romance tropes)

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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906 notes - Posted January 17, 2022

#4

"Goncharov (1973) dir. Martin Scorsese - beelzeebub" is now a canonical tag on AO3.

Oh yay, this is fantastic! XD Thanks for letting me know! (a small part of me wishes that the original canon authorship was attributed to a shoe, purely for the humor value, but @beelzeebub absolutely deserves credit for the amazing movie poster.)

As of 1:07 PM PST, the newly canonical (!) AO3 tag has 204 works. And SPN is no longer the only crossover fandom -- by clicking Filter and checking the sidebar, we can now see a number of other fandoms with crossovers or fusions:

(Supernatural still has the most, though!)

Having this makes it much easier for everyone to find and sort/filter these works -- and to do fandom stats, for those of us so inclined. :) Three cheers for the awesome AO3 tag wranglers! 🎉🎉🎉

1,168 notes - Posted November 21, 2022

#3

So I had to talk to a general contractor earlier (someone who manages building construction), and every time this dude mentioned subcontractors, he just called them "subs."

So I'm sitting there trying not to react, as he's all,

"i know so many subs in this area"

"i have built trusting relationships with a lot of subs"

"i can find some subs that will make you happy without charging an arm and a leg"

Thank god I was wearing a mask and he couldn't see most of my face.

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#2

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9,641 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

A concise description of Goncharov, for anyone as confused as I was when I first awoke.

There are as of now 19 AO3 fics in the Goncharov (1973) fandom... when I checked a couple hours ago, there were only five.

26,896 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

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[miabebe]

congratulations mia, you outdid yourself again with jeonghan’s fic🎉🎉

you remember how excited i was for his story? now i can sleep peacefully at night knowing that it is just here, waiting to be read again

(for readers: spoiler alert, don’t read this ask if you haven’t read Accidentally Kidnapping a Mafia Boss)

as for my insights and thoughts:

(1) planning to kidnap soonyoung was so smart of yn. when i read that on the teaser. my initial thought was “she’s gonna use that brain again later in the story” and boy was i right. it was her brain vs. han’s unending luck. tbh her plans on driving han out were good but han so lucky her plans didn’t worked. what i wasn’t expecting is her to plan jeonghan’s escape. meticulously at that. i guess love does change people.

(2) why does jeonghan has to be dyeing his hair the moment minguk came? or having the shaving cream all over his face when the police arrived? even the universe doesn’t want him to be caught, it literally rained to wash away han’s wanted posters. his unlimited luck cracked me up (i felt bad for yn’s wasted efforts a little bit)

(3) bss as yn’s bestfriends omg. they are absolutely the best. their bickering added flavor to the fic, too. and jeonghan thinking they and yn have a thing, i don’t blame him. imagine having gorgeous guys around like that, would never be me. is there a bit of jealousy there too?

(4) it is both a dream and a nightmare to live in a small town because everyone’s gonna know your business. also, her mom coming over as fast as she could still cracks me up. wrong timing mom. she even stayed the night and slept beside yn. i can’t fanthom yn and jeonghan’s frustration. also, i know yn said her mom was nosy but i didn’t expected her to be that nosy, she told han yn’s business😭😭

(5) han finding out he was held hostage broke my heart. i know one way or another he’s gonna find that out coz that’s why he’s there on the first place. at the same time, my blood boils because BOHYUN😠😠. i hate him sm. yn is so brave for cutting him off. sadly han got the wrong idea and gave himself to the police coz he loves yn so much

(6) let’s give his assistant 1 a round of applause coz he is so smart he deserves a raise and a paid vacation. he thought of tracking han’s phone so he knows where han is? loyal and smart. letting the boys go with their poorly executed plan coz it means jeonghan will be safe? loyal and smart. if jeonghan won’t give him his pay raise i will hunt han down.

(7) yn sexy brain at the end!!! i said it before and i’ll say it again. the plan is so well done. honestly i am expecting her to wait for jeonghan to be let out of prison after years (i don’t know what it is called). she even got to use her dressmaking skills and made costumes. i fell in love with her more.

(8) han changing his life for yn, that’s love right there. he’s so sexy for asking yn for consent and respecting her decisions. yn going out of her comfort zone coz she loves han too. i want what they have😭😭

you are so great mia. you made me feel like a thousand emotions in one sitting. cheers to this fic, your past fics and the fics you’ll be writing in the future. 🎉🎉🎉 yay mia

ZENNN you read it and you left such a long review omg, you really do make my day everyday 🥲🫂

Ahhhh you saw through that foreshadowing omg I love that! She is actually smarter than the average person but Jeonghan is just lucky? That aspect of the fic came from a very personal place because I in general have very very poor luck and whenever I watch GoSe, Jeonghan’s luck truly makes me so stupidly annoyed 😂 I wanted to incorporate that, and you, being the best person ever, amazingly noticed that 🥲

BSS are my favourite chaotic set of friends hahaha the 70K version actually had a lot more of them leading to high levels of crack but the 29K one focused more on OC and Jeonghan's relationship and character development? And yes, I think Han had a bit of ulterior motive asking that question hehehhe

Small towns are really a bit of both hahaha I could never live in a place like that omg but these two made it work for 10 days so kudos to them hahaha and regarding her mom, yeah gosh she's a bit too intrusive but hey, it's because of her that things finally started moving ahead between our couple 🤭

Oh yeah, I needed that bit of angst just to push the plot forward - give OC the final push towards her character development and let Jeonghan too go to lengths he never thought he could for a person!

Assistant 1 truly came through ahahaha, he too had a big hand in Jeonghan's escape and his chance to have a happily ever after with OC so he's definitely getting that raise 😂

Our OC has had enough of waiting, she discovered herself thanks to Jeonghan and she wasted no time in living it 😅

I guess Han has been the one who's always respected her boundaries and OC was the one who truly looked out for him - they really did need and deserve each other 🥲😭

[belleandsaintsebastian]

WHEN HARRY MET SALLY HEADER EVERYONE CHEERED 🥳🥳🥳🎉🎉🎉

ELYSE ELSYE I LOVE U OMG WHEN HARRY MET SALLY MOVIE EVER RIGHT <33333

[dreamingofts18]

omg THE BATHROOM SCENE, SO WHOLESOME, I CRIED.

i love how everyone checks up on bug and cheers for her 😭

you did such a good job, as always ♡ (also, tumblr os finally notifying me about the uploads 🎉🎉)

episode seven: the bite

“Yeah, we ended up trapped in their secret base underneath Hawkins.” Dustin further explains, to which everyone’s eyes widen at.  “It was fun. Spent my birthday in mortal danger.” At the same time the kids all wish you a belated birthday, which you salute them for. “Thanks, guys. I’m just happy I wasn’t gravely injured this time.” “And that Steve finally kissed you.” Dustin unhelpfully adds before Steve is covering his mouth to shut him up. His face reddens, embarrassed and nervous. Jonathan is standing too close to him for comfort right now.

Summary: steve and robin are your nightmare blunt rotation, you manage to escape a russian lair: mario cart style, you learn that therapy sessions are fun in public bathrooms, steve places your brother on the russian fbi most wanted list, el probably just killed a bunch of people (deserved), and reunions with jonathan are always special when one of you is gravely injured

Rating: general, cursing

Warnings: fem!reader, use of y/n, mentions of blood, graphic depictions of blood and gore, cursing

Words: 10.1k

Before you swing in: HI IM ALIVE !!! my laptop isnt ,,,, but im trying to ignore that. sincerely apologize for the wait. my laptop shits down randomly every ten minutes and my new one is backordered so ive been fighting demons to write this. i also had a hard time with the bathroom scene with robin. i wanted to get that scene just right. it took a lot of rewriting, but i think im happy with how it ended up <3 pls enjoy this child of mine. she cost me blood, sweat, and tears lmao

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“Boop!” Steve’s finger pokes your nose and he lets out a delirious giggle. “I booped you!”

At first it was adorable, endearing even, when he booped your nose. However, he’s done this five times now in the last minute alone. That, and you’ve been trying to give Dustin directions back to the elevator while dodging Steve’s surprisingly aggressive nose boops. All while the threat of armed Russians running after the cart looms over you. “Turn left here–would you stop it?”

“Wanna boop that pretty little nose,” Steve’s glossy eyes struggle to find yours, his motor skills delayed and concerning. His left eye has all but swollen shut and you’re still not sure if his unusual behavior is due to head trauma or something else. “C’mere, angel.”

He tries to boop you again, and before you can dodge the attack, Robin’s hand grabs his finger and she lets out a pathetic scoff. “You’re hogging the boops, dingus!”

“Nuh uh!”

“Yeah huh!”

Steve’s arm reaches over you and he bats at Robin. They start to hit one another, though their movements are slow and weak. They giggle as they fight, and you’re stuck in the middle of it. You try to push them off of you, but the two teens are too busy pinching each other and cackling to pay you any attention. It’s miserable. 

Erica, from the passenger seat of the cart, turns and winces at your predicament. “What is wrong with them?”

“I don’t know!” Dustin keeps his eyes in front of him as he drives, though he’s equally as confused and unnerved. Secretly, he’s glad he’s the one driving. Otherwise he’d be in the middle of a Steve and Robin giggle sandwich like you are.

“Whose hand is that?” You twist around. There’s a foreign body part that’s currently resting on your ass. Steve snickers and Robin puffs out her cheeks and giggles, neither one of them confessing. You’re about to start kicking shins when the cart comes to a screeching halt. The force of it throws you and the two teens back with a painful thud. “Christ!”

“You guys alright back there?” 

Somehow you wind up with Steve’s elbow in your ribcage and Robin’s head smacking into yours. Hissing in pain, you throw the two off of you and glare at your brother. You seriously fear the day he gets his license. “I want to die.”

Dustin turns back around in his seat and gulps. Steve’s and Robin’s own groans of pain can be heard from behind him. “They’re fine.”

Sneakers squeak against the tile floor and the doors to the back of the cart fly open. You’re greeted with Erica and Dustin, eyes wide as they take in the scene before them. You’re squished underneath the teens. You try shoving them off of you again, but they’re dead weight on you. 

“Wanna kiss again, Y/N? I really liked it,” Steve smacks his lips as his head rests against your stomach. “Wanted to do that for so long.”

Your cheeks burn at his words and your stomach flutters. You haven’t forgotten about the kiss earlier. God, you haven’t. It leaves you breathless every time you remember how it felt to have him so close, to smell him and taste him. A part of you wants to ask how long he’s thought about kissing you, but you know that the back of a cart while fleeing from Russians isn’t the most appropriate setting. 

Robin squirms next to you, her head also somehow on your stomach, pinning you down. “Can I get a kiss too?”

“If either one of you kisses me right now, my knives will be the last things you see.” The two teens make despaired noises, which you groan at. Meanwhile, Dustin and Erica continue to stand at the end of the cart, unmoving. You clench your teeth. “A little help here?” 

Dustin mumbles a sheepish apology and yanks Steve’s arm while Erica yanks at Robin, freeing you. As soon as you’re able to, you jump out of the cart and start clapping your hands to speed everyone along. “We gotta go!”

“We’re trying, Y/N!” Erica groans, struggling to get Robin up from the ground. 

You start to help, though you nearly fall when Dustin throws Steve against you. A complaint lingers on your lips, but when you see that your brother is now at the elevator doors with a keycard in his hand, you swallow it down.

Steve, however, is full of complaints. “This sucks.”

You blow hair out of your face and don’t bother responding to him. Instead, you watch anxiously as your brother swipes the key card he must’ve stolen earlier. When the scanner’s light flashes green and opens the elevator door, you exhale with relief. At least something has gone right today. 

After practically throwing Steve and Robin into the elevator with Erica’s help, Dustin hits a button and closes the door. As soon as it shuts, the room starts to move. You brace yourself, now familiar with how fast the damn thing can go.

The elevator ascends at a nauseating speed and there’s a crash behind you. Turning around, you find Robin holding a dolly in place as Steve gets on. He holds his hands out and starts to cheer as his friend snickers. They look like goddamn toddlers at daycare.

“Hey, no!” You feel like a parent, yanking at Steve’s arm to get him down from the dangerous position. The elevator is moving too fast to be messing around on. “This isn’t playtime–”

“He looks like he’s surfing, Y/N!” Robin squeals with excitement, rolling the dolly to the left.

Steve’s body twists and he steadies himself with a laugh. “I’m surfing!”

“Stop fucking surfing!”

You fight with the teens. Steve refuses to get down and Robin keeps rolling the dolly away from you. As you yell at them, Dustin and Erica exchange concerned looks. You overhear the girl mention how they seem drunk, and you’re about to tell her that she might be right, when Robin pulls the dolly from underneath Steve and sends him crashing into the ground. 

“Wipeout!”

You’re checking Steve for injuries as soon as he lands. Dustin kneels next to you and feels his forehead and winces. “He’s burning up.” 

Not liking the sound of that, you check Steve’s pupils. The room’s lighting is dim, but it’s obvious that his brown eyes are almost entirely taken over by the blacks of his pupils. “Holy shit, they’re scarily dilated.” 

“Ow. Thought you liked my eyes,” Steve swats at your hands sadly. He whines, trying to get you to let go of him. “Said you liked brown.”

“I do like brown, but I also like when you don’t act like a three year old.” You soothe him before turning to Dustin. “Any idea what it could mean?”

“Maybe he’s drugged?” Erica suggests.

You frown. “Could explain why he keeps trying to–” Steve reaches up and boops Dustin’s nose. He giggles and your brother looks annoyed. Sighing, you finish what you had been trying to say. “Boop people. Why he keeps trying to boop people.”

“Your turn, angel!”

Dustin intercepts Steve’s finger, which you’re grateful for. He gently smacks the teen’s face to get his attention. “Steve, are you drugged?”

“How many times, dad?” His voice drips with sarcasm and he rolls his eyes. “I don’t do drugs. It’s only marijuana.”

“Since when do you smoke?” 

“Y/N, focus.” Dustin dodges another incoming boop and swats Steve’s hand away. “This isn’t funny, okay? We need to know what they did to you.”

“C’mon, honey.” Your fingers run through Steve’s hair. Parts of it have dried blood. Something more than a beating happened to him and Robin, you just don’t know what. If they’re really drugged, you have no way of knowing if they’ll be okay, and a part of you is terrified. “Work with us, please. What did they give you?”

“Are you gonna die on us?” Dustin asks, concerned as well.

“I’ll tell you!” Robin shouts from the corner she’s slouched in, eager to please you. She twirls her hair around her finger and gives you an unsettling smile. “We all die, my strange little child friend. It’s just a matter of how… and when.”

Neither you nor Dustin say anything for a few moments. Both of you blink, trying to process what exactly the teen has just said. Afraid to look away from her in case she tries to possess you or something, you slowly nod. “Okay, thank you for sharing, Robin.”

She flashes you a thumbs up and proudly smiles. “Happy to help!” 

“They’re gonna be looking for us up there,” your brother redirects the attention back to the fact that you’re all still very much in danger. He starts to interrogate Steve, trying to come up with a plan. “So I need you to tell me where you parked your car.”

“Oh, can we make a pit stop at the food court?” Steve’s eyes glaze over and you know you’ve lost him again. 

Robin leans forward and starts playing with your hair. “I would kill for a hot dog on a stick!”

You snap your fingers at the two of them. They’re impossible to level with, you’re not even sure why you’re still trying. “Guys, we need to focus.”

“No! No hot dog on a stick,” Steve suddenly lifts himself up and glares at Robin. “The guy at the counter said that Y/N she has pretty eyes. He’s an asshole.”

“You mean Dave? When the hell did he say that?”

Steve scoffs at you. “Last week. Ruined my whole day.”

“Fine! We’ll get you and Robin something else to eat.” Dustin says, which Robin cheers at, though he ignores her. “But only if you tell me where your car is parked.”

Suddenly Steve’s hazy eyes fill with remorse. “Uh-oh.”

“Uh-oh? I don’t like uh-oh, can we not uh-oh?” Dustin nudges you with his shoulder to shut you up and let Steve explain. You mumble an apology. “Okay, why the uh-oh?”

“They took the keys.” Steve shoves his hands into his pockets and reveals that there’s nothing in them. “The Russians, they took the keys. Like forever ago.” For some reason this is hilarious to Robin, who starts to laugh hysterically in the corner. He joins her, amused by the whole thing. “That’s a bummer, right?”

You drop your head in your hands as Dustin sighs. With no keys and no way out of the mall, you’re not sure what else you can do. The only other option would be the bus that takes commuters home, but it comes every few hours and you have no idea what time it even is right now. 

Which means you’d be left with having to hide a very drugged up Steve and Robin in a giant mall swarming with Russian undercover guards for an unforeseen amount of time.

Not ideal. 

“We’re doomed.” You sigh into your hands.

Dustin nods beside you. “Yeah. We’re doomed.”

– 

When the five of you finally reach the mall, you guide everyone through the back hallway and fling the doors open. Fresh air hits your face and you take a moment to inhale. It’s only then that you notice that it’s dark outside. The air is warm, crickets chirp faintly from far away. What day is it? How long could you have possibly been down in the lair? 

As you have a minor breakdown trying to get your bearings, Steve and Robin walk behind you. Their mouths are wide open as they greet the fresh air with glee. “Oh my God, that tastes so good! Steve, can you taste the air?”

They stick their tongues out and marvel at the world around them. “I taste it!”

You watch them with your arms crossed. If you had any suspicion before that they were drugged, seeing them try to eat the air only confirms it. 

“Shit!” Dustin screams out of nowhere and grabs your hand. He tugs at you to start running. You look up and see two Russians men now running straight towards you. 

“Come on!” You grab Erica’s hand and shove her in front of you to run alongside your brother. Then you grab Steve and Robin by their shoulders and all but throw them against the mall’s door. “Go!”

“Why are we running?” Steve mopes, tired from all the physical activity he’s been forced to endure these last few minutes. 

You don’t bother answering him and instead shove him inside the second Dustin gets the mall’s doors opened. Everyone runs, though you’re not sure if anyone has an actual plan. The guard’s footsteps can be heard behind you, and all you know is that you guys need to hide until you can figure something else out. 

“Any chance you guys know any hiding spots?” You shout behind you to the kids, nearly tripping over your feet as you do so.

“No, this mall is one giant public swamp.” Dustin responds, huffing. 

Steve stumbles next to you, still obviously drugged up, yet giggling as always. “It feels like we’re running from movie villains!” 

Turning a corner, what Steve has said floats through your mind. Running from movie villains… What are the odds the Russians know about American movie theaters? They’re dark and usually crowded with people for night showings. It could be the only safe place to hide. 

“Dustin, start heading towards the theater!” Erica and your brother start asking you questions, but you don’t have time to explain. “Just trust me.”

Somehow you all make it to the theater’s doors without being detected. Poking your head through, you make sure there isn’t anyone nearby. When you’re sure it’s safe, you open the door wider and motion for everyone to follow. “Let’s go.”

Dustin guides, dragging Robin behind him while Erica follows. You stay with Steve and start walking once the others have gone ahead. 

“Awesome, movie date!” Steve exclaims with a dopey smile. He’s about to say something else when his eyes find something. Completely forgetting that you’re holding his hand, he runs towards a nearby trash can. He pulls out a bag of popcorn that had been on top of the trash pile and quickly starts shoving the food into his mouth. 

“If you ever wanna kiss me again, stop eating trash popcorn.” You snatch the bag out of his hands with a disgusted face. “I cannot believe I have to tell you that.”

“But I’m hungry.” Steve pouts, staring down at his now empty hands with despair. 

You ignore his pathetic pouting and follow Dustin, who has now flung open the curtains to the theater’s seats. He scopes the area and starts heading right. When he stops at two open seats, he points his finger at Steve and Robin. “You two, sit.”

“But these seats are too close!” Robin complains, and Steve voices his own qualms about the seating arrangements. 

However, you have other things to worry about. Shoving the teens into their seats, you wipe away crumbs on the ground with your shoe. “I’ll sit on the floor next to them. No way I’m leaving them alone when they’re high off their asses.”

Dustin looks at you, skeptical. He doesn’t want to leave you alone with them, afraid they’ll somehow get you into trouble. “You sure?”

“Positive. I’ll take care of them.” you squeeze his arm. While you understand his concern, you can’t bring yourself to abandon Steve and Robin again. Not when Steve’s face still bleeds slightly and Robin’s cheek swells with a bruise. They got hurt because of you; the least you can do is stay with them now. “Find other seats, we’ll be fine here. Just… be careful, alright?”

A man behind you shushes you rudely, reminding you where you are. If the kids don’t leave now, they run the risk of drawing more attention. You push your brother back up the aisle of seats, and he seems to understand what you’re doing. “Fine, but whatever you guys do: Don’t. Go. Anywhere.” 

“Fine, dad.” Steve glares at the kid, which you sigh at. It’s going to be a long night. 

Dustin leaves after you’ve saluted him, and Erica follows. Once they’re gone, you do your best to keep Steve and Robin quiet. As you shush them, you look up and see Dustin standing near the exit. You tilt your head, hoping he sees your questioning, and thankfully he does. He holds his radio up and mimes making a phone call. 

He’s calling for help.

You nod at Dustin, indicating that you understand, and he leaves. After you’ve checked to make sure Erica is still in her own seat at the other end of the row, you turn back towards Steve and Robin; they’re enamored with the movie playing. They whisper to themselves, not understanding what’s happening, but at least they’re quiet and out of danger. Slowly, you start to relax. 

All you have to do is stay in this movie theater until Dustin can contact the party for help. Should be simple enough. Except you make the fatal mistake of absentmindedly mentioning that you’re thirsty. “God, I need water right now.”

“Water.” Robin exhales as if it’s a prayer. Her entire face twists into longing and she hits Steve’s shoulder. “Water. Now.”

“On it!” He nods earnestly and suddenly the two of them are scrambling out of their seats. You snap your fingers at them, hiss whispered threats, but they don’t listen. They climb over you as if you’re an inconvenient bug on the ground. 

Before you can even stand up, they’re already halfway up the aisle of seats. You barely have time to get up before they’ve left the theater itself. “I’m so over them being drugged.” You huff, running after them. There isn’t time to tell Erica where you’re going, too afraid you’ll lose them if you don’t hurry. 

Those fuckers better save you some water.

– 

Steve makes you hold the button on the water fountain because he “can’t do it himself”.

“Is my help really necessary?” You complain, arms crossed as you watch Steve messily gulp water down. His neck is bent at an awkward angle and for a brief moment you truly question whether or not you find him attractive. Water drips down his chin and his gulps are obscenely loud. 

“Yes,” Steve responds in between slurps. The cold water washes over him and he’s never felt closer to God than in this moment. “That’s amazing.”

Robin stands next to you, patiently waiting her turn. “So like, I wasn’t totally focused in there or anything, but I’m pretty sure that mom was trying to bang her son.”

“In the movie?” You hadn’t been paying much attention in the theater. Your view from the ground was shitty and you were too busy making sure the idiots didn’t somehow kill themselves. However, despite your lack of attention, you doubt that’s what the movie’s premise had been about. 

“Wait, the hot chick was Alex P. Keaton’s mom?” Your hip knocks against Steve’s, causing him to choke on the water he’d been drinking. Coughing, he clutches at his chest. “I could’ve died, Y/N!”

“Sorry,” you smile sympathetically at him, feigning pity. He lost the privilege of calling other women hot after getting you locked in a Russian elevator for twelve hours. “My hip slipped.”

“Aren’t you two going to question how the guy was able to go back in time?” Robin is still focused on the whole son being in love with his mom plotline. 

Steve inhales even more water. “Then why is it called Back to the Future?”

Robin begins explaining the complexities of the movie, but you tune her out. While you appreciate that she’s trying to make conversation, you’re uneasy about being out in the open like this. There’s no one around, but you can never be too careful. It’s only when she shoves Steve away from the water fountain that you focus again. 

“Wait, I was supposed to go after him–” Your protesting falls on deaf ears as Robin steals your turn for water. Reluctantly, you step away. She can hold her own damn water fountain button. 

You notice that Steve has wandered off a few feet away. He still stumbles as he walks, though his footsteps aren’t as unsteady as they were earlier. He stops in the middle of the walkway and you join him. 

“Wow,” he breathes out, looking up. He’s mesmerized by what he’s seeing. Curious, you look up as well, though you only see the skylights above. It’s night, no natural light flows through the panels. Yet Steve stands transfixed next to you. “The stars.”

“The stars?” You’re not sure what he means. You can’t see the stars from where you stand. Then again, you suppose he could be seeing things, given that he’s heavily drugged up. 

“The stars are pretty like you, angel.” Steve says, eyes still on the sky, yet his hand somehow finds yours. He intertwines your fingers together and is able to pull you closer, albeit weakly. “You’ve always been so beautiful… scared me when we were younger.”

Your breath catches and you look at him. He’s looking up, seemingly unaware of the effect his words have on you. An overwhelming warmth fills your chest. You want to say something, tell him you love him and that his beauty last July had terrified you. 

But you don’t say anything. Steve is still high, he wouldn’t remember what you’ve said, and you want your confessions to sit within his chest the way his sit in yours. Instead, you find yourself admiring him. You study the length of his neck. The mole that rests just below his jaw and the others that litter his pretty face. His nose, the dip of his chin. The hair tucked behind his ears. His eyes.  

Steve Harrington is beautiful. Scars and all. 

Then he starts to gag and quickly the moment is ruined. 

“Oh, God.” You quickly grab his shoulders and frantically look for the nearest bathroom. In your haste, Robin reacts to Steve’s sudden sickness by gagging as well, and you’re very afraid of what’s about to unfold. “Okay, bathroom time! For the love of God, we need to find a bathroom.”

They’re useless as you twist and turn them around as you search for a bathroom. When you see a nearby sign, you drag them behind you and pray that they make it the next fifteen feet. As soon as you barrel through the bathroom door, Steve and Robin run out from behind you and just barely make it to the toilets before spilling their guts. 

You stand near the doorway, cringing. It’s not a pretty sight. 

They puke, spit out the excess, and flush the toilet to clear it before the next round of vomiting begins. Then they do it all over again. It goes on like this for a while, and all you can do is linger in the doorway and offer halfhearted comfort from across the room. You’ve never really gotten over your slight fear of vomit, if you’re being honest. 

Eventually Steve and Robin seem to throw everything up. When they’ve flushed the last of their sickness down, you hesitantly walk towards them and stand in between the stalls. “We feeling any better?”

“The room stopped spinning for me.��� Robin says, her feet propped against the stall’s wall. You have no idea how she’s laying down the bathroom’s ground so casually. “Steve, is it still spinning for you?”

He looks up for a moment, testing what will happen. When he feels perfectly fine, he exhales with relief. “Holy shit. No.”

“You probably flushed the drugs out of your system when you puked.” You observe, leaning against the stall’s divider. “What were you guys on?”

“Allegedly a truth serum.” Robin says from the floor. “Ask me something, test if it’s really all gone.” Then, because she’s trying to get you to laugh, she lowers her voice and impersonates one of the Russians. “Interrogate me.”

Though you smile at her, your stomach twists. Not only were they beaten for information, they were also injected with a goddamn truth serum. Treated like lab rats. And you left them behind, all alone; you’ll never forgive yourself for that. 

But they’re here with you now, you remind yourself. They came out the other side. So you’ll do whatever you can to make it up to them and show them that you’re here for them. Even if that means asking bizarre questions to make sure they’re no longer being controlled by truth serums. “When was the last time you peed your pants?”

“Today.”

Steve looks at you to make sure you’ve also just heard Robin’s response. “What?”

You shrug. “I can’t really judge. I peed my bed a few years ago. Watched a scary movie with Dustin and had a nightmare. Wasn’t my proudest moment.”

“What?” Steve can’t believe what he’s hearing.

“See!” Robin lifts her head up from the ground to look at you. “I was also scared. When the Russian doctor pulled out a bone saw, it was only a little bit, but holy shit.”

She starts to laugh and you join her, despite the image of the bone saw you saw burning your mind. You had seen it in the room when you were saving them. It had terrified you. Yet Robin laughs about it now, so you allow yourself to as well. 

Steve shakes his head at you both. “Yeah, it’s definitely still in her system.”

“And it’s not in yours, Harrington?”

His eyes shine when he looks at you. He’s coming back to himself, you can feel it. The knowing smirk is back. “Clean as a whistle, Henderson.”

Robin clears her throat, now uncomfortable. “Aright, my turn. I want to ask him a question.” When Steve gives her the okay, she takes a deep breath. She looks at you, a resigned look on her face. Something seems to have struck her, something that terrifies her. Her laughter is gone. “Have you… ever been in love?”

Steve doesn’t expect the question. He looks startled by it and tilts his head up at you. Your eyes meet, and you nod, giving him the permission he doesn’t truly need. You talked about it once, last year. The two of you in your room late one night, whispering confessions about love and the pain it brought. It was never a secret. 

“Yep. Nancy Wheeler. First semester, senior year.” Steve mimes a gunshot to his heart, trying to lessen the unease. He will never really feel comfortable talking about that time of his life. 

“Oh, my God.” Robin rolls her eyes. “She’s such a priss.”

You walk over to her stall and nudge her leg with your shoe. “Hey, she’s my friend, ya know.” Ignoring how dirty the bathroom floor inevitably is, you sit next to Robin. “She’s not a priss.”

“At least, not really.” Steve adds, nostalgia in his voice. 

Robin seems to hear it, too. She sits up, eyes not meeting yours. “Are you still in love with Nancy?”

Without meaning to, you hold your breath. You know Steve no longer loves her, but it’s July and somehow he still isn’t yours. There’s still trust between you, but your body tenses and your heart stutters. 

And yet Steve doesn’t hesitate. It’s immediate. He doesn’t even have to think about it. He’s known since April, though his body has known since he offered you his hand the day you almost hit his car with your bike. “No.”

“Why not?” Robin doesn’t know why she’s pushing this. You’re next to her, your thigh presses against hers. She knows that Steve is in love with you. He confessed it to her when she was teasing him about it just a few days ago. She devoted an entire whiteboard to tallying all the times he failed to ask you out. 

Steve is yours, and you’re his, but Robin can’t help but pick at scabs and expose old wounds. 

There’s a few moments of silence. Steve takes his time responding. He can almost feel your hand ghosting over his, even though you’re separated by a stall. “I think it’s because I found someone who’s a little bit better for me.”

You’re quiet. Robin is as well. 

“You know, it’s crazy.” Maybe it’s the truth serum still coursing through Steve’s veins or maybe it’s because he’s almost died a million times tonight. All he knows is that he’s tired of running. You deserve to know how he feels about you. “Ever since Dustin got home, he’s been badgering me about asking this girl out. That I need to ‘find my Suzie’. A girl he met at camp who somehow became his girlfriend, who I’m not even sure is actually real.”

He’s rambling. He knows he is, but you and Robin remain silent and patiently wait for him to keep going. Steve inhales, holds the breath for a few seconds, and exhales. All summer he’s been agonizing over this very moment. He’s spent countless sleepless nights terrified that he’d somehow ruin it. In the end, his own cowardice only hurt you; he still remembers the way your body shook in his arms while he held you as you cried last night. Steve remembers the fear on your face when you realized you couldn’t save him. That the Russians were going to take him away from you. 

It was then, seeing the terror in your eyes and hearing the desperation in your voice, that Steve Harrington finally realized you would give all of yourself to him; that is what love is. 

To love someone is to know that they deserve your love. 

And for some reason you love Steve. You see something in him that deserves your love. He’s no longer terrified that his love isn’t enough for you. He realizes now that it’s enough. His love is enough because it is his. 

You deserve love, and Steve is more than happy to give all of his to you. 

“The point is,” Steve runs a hand through his hair. He can feel you listening, waiting. “This girl, you know, the one that I love, it’s somebody that I didn’t even talk to in school… and I don’t even know why.”

A small laugh cuts through the barrier between you and Steve. The two of you spent years together in school, and not once did he ever talk to you. There was one time, early sophomore year, when he collided with you in the hallway while running to the bathroom to meet Nancy. He had apologized to you, but he continued running and hadn’t looked back.

It was two years ago, but you had only been kids, then.

Hearing your laugh emboldens Steve. He clears his throat, lifts his head. He wishes you were in the stall with him. “I think… I think I was scared. I had always watched her from afar. I mean, here was this girl who would offer help to anyone who needed it. Didn’t matter who they were, she’d help them. I just, I didn’t understand. I couldn’t understand why someone would go out of their way to help others without expecting anything in return.”

“I mean, there I was, worrying about being prom king while this girl was tutoring kids for free in the school library.” Steve scoffs at himself. He will never forgive himself for wasting all those years with you. He could’ve been your friend sooner had he not been such an asshole. “It’s stupid. I mean, Dustin’s right, it’s all just a bunch of bullshit anyways. Because when I think about it, I should’ve been friends with this girl the whole time.”

You rest your head against the wall, buzzed with warmth. “You should’ve,” you find yourself saying softly. Though you know yourself. Steve came into your life when you needed him the most, at the right time, for the right reasons. The timing had never been right before. “But I’m sure the girl is glad you ended up how you did.”

“Me, too.” Warm honey laces Steve’s voice. He can almost feel your body on his. He can see the lines and strings above him, materializing into something more solid with every word he says. “Still should’ve happened sooner, though. I mean, this girl we’re talking about is incredible. She makes me laugh more than anyone I’ve ever met. She’s witty, she always knows what to say and she’s so goddamn smart. I don’t think she knows this, but she has this way with people…”

His voice trails off. It’s what he loves the most about you. The effect you have on everyone you meet. The impact you make within a person’s life simply by smiling at them. “She has a way of making someone into a better person without even realizing it, just by being a part of their life. She… she made me a better person. Taught me to be softer, more vulnerable.”

Steve hadn’t known gentleness until he met you. 

To your left, Robin starts to close in on herself with every word he Steve says. She slouches down, drops her head into her knees almost as if in despair.

“She saw this good in me that no one else had before. For some reason, instead of using it against me like others have, she believed that I could be someone different. That I could change… It didn’t matter how long it would take me, she would wait. And I’m so goddamn lucky to be in love with someone as selfless as her.”

Guilt eats away at Robin. She’s harbored a resentment towards Steve all summer, even though she tried to swallow the feeling down. The love between you and Steve had always been obvious from the first day she met you. She watched the two of you dance around each other every day, basking in the sickly sweet young love you shared with one another. 

It’s not that Robin resented your relationship with Steve. No, she was happy for you, truly. The bitter taste in her mouth whenever she watched you gently stroke his cheek with your fingertips was remorse intermingling with resentment because she will never be able to do that. She will never be able to love someone so openly. To have someone hold her hand and call her tender names. 

You’re a beautiful girl with a boy who could adore you freely. Robin can only ever watch you from the shadows, scared to be caught.

You notice Robin’s shift in demeanor and press your body closer to hers. You’ve never seen her look so small before, so unsure of herself, and it worries you. “Hey, is everything okay?”

She shakes her head, too afraid that if she talks she’ll start to cry. The kindness that you offer her stings. She doesn’t deserve it. Not when she believes you outshine the sun. Before she can make up some excuse, Steve knocks on the stall. “Robin? Y/N? Did someone just OD over there?”

“No,” Robin’s breath is shaky, which worries you even more. “We’re still alive.”

You try to meet her eye, but she won’t look up at you. You’re not sure what’s happened, but she’s closed herself off from you; you feel like an intruder. Placing an arm on her shoulder, you’re about to offer her some more water when Steve’s body slides into the stall.

He settles himself across from you, shy with his movements. Your heart lurches when you see him, too. He confessed his love for you only moments prior, and you want nothing more than to wrap your arms around him and call him yours, but Robin looks pale. She’s scared. You just don’t know why.

“The floor’s disgusting,” she says to Steve, hoping to get the attention off of her. 

“Yeah, well, I already got a bunch of blood and puke on my shirt, so…” He looks down, cringes slightly. You remain silent, and Robin’s eyes are still downcast. Seeing this, Steve tries to lighten the mood and asks Robin a teasing question. “So, what do you think?”

“About?”

“This girl,” he turns to you, then. He looks at you with such fondness and knows that both you and Robin know he had been talking about you the entire time. He’s trying to get you to laugh, bring a smile back to your faces.

Robin tries to play along, swallowing down the remaining bitterness. You’re sitting next to her, your hand is still on her arm. “She sounds awesome.” 

“She is awesome.” Steve winks at you, hoping it’ll get you to blush the pretty pink he loves so much. When it works, he smiles. “And what about the guy?”

“I think he’s as sweet as honey in July.” You say, giving into Steve’s charm. It’s worked on you ever since the day you crashed into that ditch, even if back then you refused to admit it.

“Yeah? Well, I think he’s on drugs, and that he’s not thinking straight. That he doesn’t realize how lucky he is.” Robin interjects. She doesn’t look at you, her eyes remain on Steve. You raise your eyebrows at what she’s said. You hadn’t expected such a pessimistic response from her.

Off put by her sudden dejection, Steve becomes defensive. He doesn’t understand what Robin is doing. She was the one who kept encouraging Steve to ask you out all summer. “Really? ‘Cause I think he’s thinking a lot more clearly than usual. He knows what luck is.”

“Does he? What if there’s this other girl, one he hasn’t seen yet. I mean, really seen.” Robin swallows. Her fingers twist together nervously. “What if he one day sees her and realizes just how unlucky she is. I don’t think the guy would ever want to be her friend after that.”

“No, that’s not true. No way is that true.” Steve shifts closer to the two of you now, confused as to why Robin is saying all of this. Of course she’s his friend. “I mean, apart from the girl he’s in love with, this other girl is the guy’s only friend.”

“Listen to me, Steve.” Robin still doesn’t look at you, but you listen silently and allow her the space she seems to need. “It’s shocked me to my core, but I like you. I really like you, but I’m not lucky like you are. I think… I think you should use that luck. Go for the girl.”

Steve tilts his head, not quite following. “What does luck have to do with any of it?”

Robin sighs and you sit next to her, quiet. She seems to be trying to figure out what she wants to say, and somehow you think you know what she means by luck. It’s always fascinated you, luck and love. Two sides of the same coin. But it never occurred to you that there could be an undercurrent that cuts through the luck. A double meaning behind it. 

“Do you remember what I said about Click’s class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?”

“Yeah,”

Robin closes her eyes and sighs. When she opens them, there’s a resolved look in them.  “It… It isn’t because I had a crush on you. It’s because she wouldn’t stop staring at you.”

At first, you’re confused. You had missed their conversation about Mrs. Click’s class. They must’ve had it when they were being held captive, but the phrasing of what Robin has just said feels heavier than it should. Her words land on you with a force you hadn’t seen coming. 

If Robin had for some reason talked about being obsessed with Steve in a class they once shared, but not because she had a crush on him, but because a girl wouldn’t stop staring at him… 

“Mrs. Click?”

Even though you’ve done well remaining silent this entire time, you can’t help but snort at Steve’s response. He’s trying, you know he is. Robin must know this too, because she laughs softly at him as well. “No, Steve.”  Her smile dims, however. “That would’ve made things easier for me, though.”

Easier. Luckier. 

And then it all clicks. 

Robin’s insistence on always pleasing you. The subtle touches. The way her eyes would darken sometimes when you looked at Steve. How, only an hour ago, she had asked you for a kiss when she was still under the influence of the truth serum. 

You draw your hand towards hers and slowly thread your fingers together. Robin’s head spins, she finally allows herself to look at you. She finds your eyes staring into hers. They’re kind, understanding. You’re looking right through her in this very moment, and Robin Buckley has never been more afraid. 

“How long have you known?” You ask her, voice gentle.

Robin’s voice shakes. “Since Tammy Thompson…” She has to look away from you. She can’t do this with you looking at her. “She was in Mrs. Click’s class with me and Steve. I–I wanted her to look at me, but.. She couldn’t pull her eyes away from him and his stupid hair.”

She pauses, tries to compose herself, and you squeeze her hand three times. Once to tell her that you’re there, another to give her the reassurance to go on, and the final time to communicate that you understand. There isn’t a reason to be scared. Somehow, Robin knows what the gesture means. Breathing in, she looks at Steve and continues. 

“And I didn’t understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor and you asked dumb questions and you were a douchebag. And–and you didn’t even like her and I–” Her voice breaks. “I would go home… and just scream into my pillow.”

Steve looks between the two of you. It’s obvious he’s the only one not aware of the underlying layers. “But Tammy Thompson’s a girl.”

“Steve,” Robin breathes out, pleading. She doesn’t want to say it out loud. She can’t say it out loud. He needs to understand what she’s trying to say. Why she’s been giving him hell all summer. Why she feels guilty when she looks at you.

“Yeah?” But he doesn’t understand.

Robin can’t say anything. She looks at him, can feel the tears in her eyes; she’s begging now. Steve’s eyes find yours, silently begging you as well to explain this to him. He doesn’t understand what he’s doing wrong. He doesn’t want to be doing something that could hurt Robin like this. 

Your shoes squeak against the tile floors as you draw your knees into your chest. You’re not sure what else you can do. Robin has laid everything out for Steve. Your hand still holds hers and you try to quell the fear within you that maybe he’s being intentionally naive. Maybe he doesn’t want to believe it. 

“Oh.” 

It’s one word, one exhale of breath from a mouth that once used to say cruel things. Steve’s face softens, his jaw unclenches and his shoulders relax. He surprises you, showing nothing but empathy. He’s kind, he’s always been kind.

“Holy shit,” Steve doesn’t want to mess this up, but he’s never been good with words. 

Robin laughs. “Yeah, holy shit.”

He sighs and leans against the stall wall. It’s quiet between the three of you. No one really knows what to say now. Steve is still processing, Robin’s heartbeat still hasn’t quite settled, and you’re trying to figure out how to tell her that you understand more than she may know. She’s braver than you, trusted you with this secret, and it’s only fair that you offer her a part of yourself as well. 

Plus, it’s a wonderful ice breaker. 

“You have terrible taste in women, Robin.” You nudge her with your shoulder, teasing. “I mean, I’ve heard Tammy Thompson during choir rehearsal. You can totally do better.”

“She wants to be a singer, she has dreams!” Robin defends the girl, the change in conversation bizarre but welcomed. 

Steve, sensing that you’re trying to lessen the tension, gratefully plays along. “So what she has dreams? She can’t even carry a tune. But, more importantly, what do you know about taste in women, Y/N?”

“I see things,” you jut your head out, defiant. “Probably would’ve fallen in love with Nancy Wheeler had I known her instead of Jonathan.”

Their reactions are expected.

“You would’ve loved Nancy?” Steve exclaims at the same time as Robin guffaws, “You loved Byers?” 

You laugh. It’s a full, whole body laugh. One you haven’t felt in so long. “Yes,” you wheeze out, the look on their faces killing you. Steve looks unnerved while Robin looks disgusted. “At least Jonathan doesn’t sound like a muppet when he sings.”

“Tammy does not!” Robin is laughing alongside you now. It’s been a long time since she’s laughed this hard, too.

Steve rolls his eyes, his own smile overtaking his face. “She sounds like a muppet giving birth, Robin.”

“That’s what she reminds me of!” You snap your fingers and point at him. “You’re right!”

Robin clutches her stomach as she laughs. She leans into your side as you lean into her. Steve starts doing a terrible impersonation of Tammy’s awful singing, which only gets the two of you to laugh even harder. Steve gets you to sing along. He grabs the hand that isn’t holding Robin’s and swings it around as the two of you sing. Robin joins, laughing more than singing. It’s lovely. Absolutely lovely. 

And this is how Dustin finds the three of you.

He slams the bathroom door open, Erica right behind him, and stands in front of you.

“Okay,” he glares at you specifically. “What the hell, Y/N?”

You giggle at his disappointed dad stance. “I told you I’d take care of them.”

Dustin isn’t amused, which only makes your giggles turn to laughter again. The other two teens aren’t far behind you, descending into yet another fit of laughter. Hunched together, the three of you giggle breathlessly as your brother and Erica watch in disbelief. 

But you ignore their questioning stares.

With both Steve and Robin holding your hands, laughter warming your belly, you feel like a kid again.

– 

 The bus becomes your only option.

“I managed to contact the party.” Dustin had informed you after your laughter died down.

Relief washed over you. “Thank God–”

“But then my walkie died.”

“Yeah,” you had sighed and dropped your head down in defeat. “Yeah, of course it did. Why wouldn’t it die when we need it?”

Which leads you to now: peering out the bathroom door with Steve breathing down your neck and Dustin in front of you, checking to make sure it’s safe. A crowd of people flood the once empty hallway. The movie must’ve just finished. Everyone is talking excitedly, having no idea that five teenagers are currently hiding in the bathroom from Russians. 

You envy them. 

“When I say ‘blend’, we go. Okay?” Dustin asks the group, eyes still on the mass of people exiting the theater. 

“Because Steve dripping blood definitely will blend in.” You retort. It’ll be hard not to draw attention to yourselves with the way his face still oozes. It’s a long walk down to the bus station and you’re getting worried now. The mall closes in ten minutes, soon there won’t be any crowds to hide behind. 

Dustin doesn’t bother justifying your remark. Instead he studies the flow of traffic before giving his signal. “Blend.”

The five of you swiftly exit the bathroom and align your pace with everyone around you. Dustin guides in front with Erica while you stay back with Steve and Robin. Your eyes move constantly, scanning every face you pass. Thankfully, the people close to you seem innocent enough.

Erica looks around, impressed. “Well, shit. That worked.”

“Of course it worked.” Dustin is smug, which makes you wince. He’s always had a bad habit of jinxing things. You really wish he had gotten more of your mom’s humility and less of your dad’s ego. “Now we just have to get on the bus with the rest of these plebes, and home sweet home, here we come.”

You shove your brother. “Can we not taunt our inevitable bad luck?”

“We’re in the clear now, Y/N. Trust me, in just twenty minutes we’ll be back home, where our dear mother awaits with her frantic arms wide open–”

“Uh, Dustin?” Steve eyes him nervously. Already you dread whatever he’s about to say. You guys only lasted thirty seconds without any bad luck. It’s a new record, honestly.

“What?”

“Yeah, we might not wanna go to your house.”

“Why?”

“Well,” Steve winces with regret. He knows he’s about to piss both Hendersons off. “I might’ve told them your full name.”

Dustin turns to look at him, bewildered. “What is wrong with you?”

“Dude, I was drugged.” Steve argues, which. Yeah. That’s fair.

Not liking that he apparently sold your brother out to Russians, yet understanding that Steve hadn’t been the most clear headed when it happened, you grab his hand. There’s more important matters to deal with, like whether or not he sold you out as well. “Did you tell them my full name?”

“No, I kept you safe.” He says, with an air of obviousness that you smirk at. 

“Aw, thanks honey.” You kiss his cheek, not caring that Dustin is fuming in front of you. 

“Oh, so you can resist for your girlfriend but not for her brother?” Dustin struggles to keep his voice low. He has never wanted to shove Steve down a flight of stairs more. “You were supposed to tough it out. Like a man!”

You flick the kid’s hat. “Hey, he was very manly defending my honor.”

“I hate you both–”

Robin suddenly freezes, her eyes catching on something. “Guys…”

Everyone stops, alarmed by the tone in her voice, before you see them. There, standing right in front of the exit of the mall, are the two Russian men from the alley. They’re stopping people, checking their faces, looking for you. 

“Abort.” Dustin says, before one of the men makes direct eye contact with him. His face pales and you already have one hand on his shoulder, pulling at him to run. “Abort!”

Steve grabs Erica’s hand and motions for you and Dustin to run ahead as Robin guides. She pushes through the crowd of people and towards the escalators. However, when you get there, they’re roped off and blocked by plexiglass. 

You kick at the glass, frustrated. The Russians are close now. Robin, quick as ever, steps past you and places herself in the middle of the two escalators. You’re confused at first, but then you realize there’s just enough space for your bodies to fit through. Sitting down, Robin is able to use the gap as a makeshift slide.

“Let’s go,” Steve places Erica to slide down next, then Dustin. When it’s your turn, he nods at you. “Ready?”

“I’m so tired of running from these shitheads.” You say before launching yourself down the escalators. 

Robin waits for everyone at the bottom. When you’re all there, she waves for you to follow as you run again. None of you have any idea where to even hide now that the mall has emptied. There’s no one to hide behind, no corner to run into. And the goddamn Russians are fast, never trailing more than fifty feet behind you. 

Somehow you end up in the food court. It isn’t much, but there’s at least vendor’s stalls and restaurant counters nearby. Panting, you point towards the nearest counter. “There! Everyone jump over!”

No one argues, doing as they’re told. You make it there first and help Erica over while Steve and Robin help Dustin. Kneeling down, you motion for everyone to sit with a finger to your lips. The men have to be nearby, you can practically feel their presence close. Facing your friends, you grip your knives and strain your ears for any sounds. 

It’s tense. Dustin pants, he’s scared and overwhelmed and you wish you could offer him better protection. Steve glances at you, silently asking you what the next move is, and you shake your head helplessly. You’re cornered, there’s no way out of this one. 

The sound of boots falling against the mall’s ground approaches. It grows louder and louder at a maddeningly slow pace. Your knuckles are white from how tightly they grip around the hilt of your switchblade. With one flick of your wrist, you know you could at least disarm one of the men long enough to cause a distraction. You’d never kill anyone, but you know from experience that a cut to the shoulder is sufficient enough. 

You’re pulled away from your thoughts when a car alarm suddenly goes off. Its loud noise echoes within the empty mall. Everyone jumps at the unexpected sound, shuffling closer together. Deciding it’s worth the risk, you poke your head up to see what the hell is going on. 

The guards are standing around a red convertible. It shakes, vibrates almost, and they look at one another in confusion. The car continues to shriek its alarm, and while the men stand in fear, you smile. There’s static in the air.

Looking up you see El, with an arm outstretched, on the second floor. Her face is strained, her fingers clench in mid air. The look on her face is terrifying, and you’ve never been happier to see blood drip down from her nose. She twists her arm and sends the car flying into the men. You duck as it crushes them, rolls over the tables and chairs in the center, before spiraling into the counter next to you. “Shit!”

The alarm stops ringing. Everything falls silent. Slowly, you and everyone else stand up to inspect the damage. A tire rim rolls past, the Russians guards are sprawled on the ground, unmoving. There’s smoke from where the car has landed, and you let out a low whistle. “Nice one, El.”

“El?” Dustin turns around, wondering if he’s heard you right.

“She’s up there,” you point to where she had been standing, but when you see Jonathan now standing next to her with Nancy, your heart stops. “Jonathan.”

You’re the first to start running, and when he sees that it’s you, Jonathan wastes no time running either. He’s down the escalator in seconds. Your whole body buzzes as you run, adrenaline and longing coursing through you. The moment he’s close enough, you practically leap into his arms.

“Bug,” he holds onto you tightly. He buries his face in your hair and you breathe him in. It’s a familiar scent, a familiar warmth. You had been so focused on escaping the Russian base that you hadn’t even considered that he and everyone else in the party could’ve been involved. “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay,” you tighten your arms around him, but when he makes a pained noise, you immediately pull away. It’s then that you notice the swelling in his head. The dried blood. Pressing your fingers softly to his face, you fill with concern. “What happened, are you hurt?”

Jonathan tries to shrug it off. He doesn’t care about what he’s been through. All he wants to focus on is that you’re okay, for once not covered in blood and bruises like he is. Wherever you’ve been these last few days, at least he knows you weren’t in any pain. “I’m fine, I’ll tell you everything later–”

“You flung that thing like a Hot Wheel!” Dustin exclaims to El, now joining you and Jonathan as the others gather around. 

You don’t leave Jonathan’s side as everyone starts talking at once. Lucas asks why Erica is involved, to which you wince at. “I tried stopping them.”

“It’s their fault.” Erica points at Steve and Robin, clearing your name in the process, which you appreciate her for. 

Steve stands next to you now and puts his hands on his hips. He doesn’t even try to deny that he’s the reason a ten year old girl ended up locked inside an underground Russian facility. “Yeah, true. Totally true. It’s absolutely our fault.” 

Robin asks what happened to the car and Dustin and Steve explain El to her. They quickly catch her up to speed about the girl’s power, and you feel bad for the teen. It’s a lot of information to take in at once. Erica joins, having remembered her conversation with Dustin from earlier in the vents when he had explained the Upside Down to her. 

Meanwhile, Nancy is focused on Robin. “I’m sorry, who are you?”

“That’s Robin. She’s a friend.” You step between them. When Nancy sees that it’s you, she quickly looks away. She fidgets with her fingers, overwhelmed with shame and regret. She hasn’t forgotten the cruelty she showed you a few days ago. You haven’t forgotten either, but you’ve never been one to hold anger towards others. Extending a kind smile, you nod at her. “Hey, Nance.”

Nancy looks up, surprised, but smiles at you as well and it’s enough. Maybe one day you’ll sort through the tension that never seems to leave you and the girl alone. Untangle the lines and threads that haunt both of you. For now, there are other things to worry about. 

Steve has started explaining the Russians now, and quickly it becomes clear that you’ve all been dealing with vastly different situations. 

“Russians, what Russians?” Jonathan asks you with alarm. 

“See those guys laying over there?” Everyone looks at where you’re pointing, the men still knocked out on the ground. “Russians. We enjoyed twenty-four wonderful hours with them.”

“Yeah, we ended up trapped in their secret base underneath Hawkins.” Dustin further explains, to which everyone’s eyes widen at. 

“It was fun. Spent my birthday in mortal danger.” At the same time the kids all wish you a belated birthday, which you salute them for. “Thanks, guys. I’m just happy I wasn’t gravely injured this time.”

“And that Steve finally kissed you.” Dustin unhelpfully adds before Steve is covering his mouth to shut him up. His face reddens, embarrassed and nervous. Jonathan is standing too close to him for comfort right now.

Nancy looks uncomfortable with this new information, Mike makes a disgusted sound, Max high fives you, Lucas cheers, Will gasps and looks nervously towards his brother, and Jonathan chokes on his own spit. It’s truly a very wide array of reactions, all of which are expected to certain extents. 

That doesn’t stop you from hitting the back of Dustin’s head, though. “Can we focus on the Russians infiltrating Hawkins?” Dustin hits your shoulder in retaliation, but he knows you’re right. He turns to Mike, upset that he hadn’t come sooner. “Didn’t you get our code red?”

“Yeah, but I couldn’t understand half of what you were saying.”

The kids all start to argue and Steve joins in, making a remark about how he’s always bugging Dustin to watch for a low battery. More arguing follows. Lucas and the others demand to hear more about the Russians. As you try your best to explain everything, you notice from the corner of your eye El walking away from the group.

Her shoulders are drawn into her body, her breathing seems to be labored. You nudge Jonathan, pulling his attention away from the kids arguing, and point towards El. “What happened to her tonight?”

Jonathan is about to explain what they’ve been dealing with, but when El collapses onto the ground, you leave his side in a heartbeat to join her. Kneeling beside her, you’re cold with panic. She’s covered in sweat, her face is flushed. “El? Sweetheart, what’s happening?”

Mike and Jonathan are beside you now. Mike is in his own fit of panic, nearly ramming into you in his hurry to get to the girl. He turns her over onto her back, his face twisted with worry and fear. “El! What’s wrong?”

The rest of the group stands around El now, staring down at her. She manages to open her eyes, but you can tell that it pains her to do so. “My leg.” She rasps out, voice thick with tears. 

“Her leg, okay.” Jonathan takes action, swiftly unraveling a bandage on her leg. You hadn’t noticed it before. There’s a deep wound underneath the gauze, its blood has soaked through it. Nancy helps Jonathan with the bandage, and when they finally get it off, you almost throw up at the sight. 

The flesh is raised, angry and swollen. There’s a giant gash in El’s leg, deep and to the bone. The veins in her legs are dark and begin to constrict when something starts to move inside the wound; something is crawling inside her leg. It’s a nauseating sight.

Mike starts to freak out even more. He doesn’t understand what’s happening. He’s scared for the girl, his eyes fill with panic. Instinctively you pull him into your arms, tightening your hold as he fights against it. 

That’s when El begins to scream.

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[kitten4sannie]

OMGGG you did ittttt *everyone cheers* 🎉 hddjdj bestie that was an insane month for everyone involved 💀 including myself because the beginning of the month was incredibly busy for me then it got normal AND THEN lit on the last day of the month I unexpectedly started a new job 🫣 I mean it's all good, I work less hours and get paid more (yay more ateez merch lmao) but it's so far away for me I have to wake up earlier tho 💀 a lil stressed but happy! Who would have thought so much would happen in such a short month lmao ANYWAY how was it for you? I still need to reread all fff to decide a favorite but omg just saying now that the age gap/auralism with yeosang and camboy yunho are vvv strong contenders 🫠 which one was your favorite?

i’m so sorry it took me so long to answer this my dear nyan :(( i let my asks pile up and got anxiety but that’s just me being a silly goose lol anywaysss please know i cherish every single one of your asks,, they make me so happy <33 first off congrats on your new job!!!! less hours and more money is the dream omg i’m so happy for you my dear 🥹💕 i’m sorry it’s so far away tho :< but i hope it’s going well~~ and yes i’m so glad i was able to complete fff 2.0 :’) and im just realizing it’s fucking may already i’m about to spiral – february was a timeeeee fs bahah but im better now i swear!! and all the feedback i got for fff was so, so endearing (esp yours 🫶🏼) i still catch myself reading them when im down ;; rhrhrhhw you’re so real for those picks bc AUGHHJ dilf yeosang…… and camboy yuyu :(( oh fuck that’s such a hard question hold upppp im gonna consult the hamster inside my brain ✋🏼 uh huh mm okay yes i see,, okay so my fave is tied between the sex pollen/bukakke moment with minsanyunhwa and puppy boy camboy yuyu!!!

[fancymuffinparty]

2023 End of Year Update:

PSA, folks! Just want to share an end of the year announcement with you all! First off, THANK YOU to everyone who's supported my writing ventures and listened to my dumb headcanons/rants lmao! I'm grateful for all the good times and for this safe (and slightly chaotic) space!

This year was WILD for me! I advanced in my career (learned so many new things), got back into swimming (teaching and for fitness), I got married, travelled abroad for the first time ever, moved out of state (with my husband and two pups!), and although there was some *drama* sprinkled throughout, I just had to remember to be grateful for all the good things I have, like my friends and family! (Self care is important!!) As for fandom and writing shenanigans, I FINALLY finished my Resident Evil/Valeveira fic (Rejoins-Moi)!!!! That was a huge accomplishment, and I am so glad plenty of people were patient and understanding throughout the whole process lol! This year also brought back the revival of my SnK/PkPk fic, One More Tomorrow! Which I am so thrilled to also see through to completion! Again, thank you to everyone who still read and left comments on it even when it was on hiatus!! Y'all are the reason why it came back to life!!! (The porco and pieck gods had ordained it!!) Generally speaking, I got back into writing as a hobby (because i love it and it's a nice creative outlet!) and I shared some new fics! Streamline, a beruyumi fic that I've been wanting to write forever!!! Exhibition, a pkpk fic for pkpk week! loved working on it! And finally, my first Fallout-NV fic, Ars Poetica, ars belli, that is my pride and joy!! D': I even changed my url, omg! Now that 2024 is upon us, I was thinking about making a twitter/X? That way I can share my writing woes on another platform and reach a wider audience! :) I will stay on tumblr, obviously, but I wanna grow (idk if i'm wording that right lol) and spread the message of pkpk and valeveira and all my other ships (lmao) to all!! Plus it's nice to see what else is out there besides just tumblr hehehe Welp, if you made it this far, then here, have a fancy muffin! 🧁 And cheers!🎉✨🥂 See ya later, cowboys and cowgirls! Hope to see you all on twitter/X, too maybe!:) PS) I may also open my ko-fi for requests soon, too! Let me know if you're interested (or if you prefer i just keep to updating my ongoing fics lol)

[jiannguo]

I was actually having the most boring day, I was so tired and then I saw a picture of Xiao Zhan emerging shirtless from the water like a god and my whole day was immediately better. But I was at work and not emotionally prepared for a shirtless Xiao Zhan at the pool so my colleagues may have looked at me a bit weird. Then again, I also wasn't emotionally ready for a fully clothed Xiao Zhan at the pool either.

I WOKE UP AT DAWN AND THATS THE FIRST THING I SAW..... Couldn't stop screaming! 🙈🙈

And my twitter timeline exploded! 😆

HE LOOKED SO HOT I NEARLY DIED!!!!!

Tbh, with Yuguyao not appearing on time, and not many updates this summer, quite a number of us were pretty down! This cheered us up immensely 😄

I remember watching his last year's birthday photos at a bus stop... and gave a huge OMG everyone looked at me strangely 😅 So I totally get you Anon!

I'm glad we all are happy today 🥳 🎉 Hope your rest of the day went well 😊 💗