#also love that a tipsy post i made on nye caused this....

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Why does everyone worships BOE? I mean sure the houses are bad.. but how does it makes BOE good? Have I missed something? Also I would argue that the Houses are not the colonial forces, after all they’ve all left Earth and colonized the space, and the houses at least are still operating within the solar system. Like we still don’t know shit about BOE - only that they are fanatics who speak strictly in hate speech and propaganda. Which is never a good sign. Like NEVER. They have culty names!!!!!!! Hello????

I think BoE are morally fucked and that’s very hot of them! I do think they’re slightly less morally fucked than the other side, ideologically. I think what the Houses are doing is very much imperialism, even though we don’t know enough to have the full details on the scope of it. We have John talking about ‘protectorates’, we have economic exploitation (but in a completely batshit way!) and forced relocation of refugees. BoE are also doing armed occupation of some New Rho segments but they don’t have a whole imperial infrastructure behind them.

I agree that we’re missing a lot of details re: House foreign policy & BoE - some more thoughts under the cut

We don’t know if the occupation is driven by a need for resources, or by pure militarism (revenge + perpetual war keeps the Houses under control) or by some other reason. We don’t know how many inhabited planets are out there and how many are occupied by the Houses and to which extent — the Houses can’t really expand beyond their home system because necromancy, so why are they occupying planets they don’t live in? Also, they ‘flip’ planets, making them inhabitable to native lifeforms, but also that seems to be on a much longer time scale than the human lifetime; can those be repurposed for habitation later on? We don’t know! It’s SO juicy and so much is missing.

We will probably get some information in Alecto. I don’t think we will get all information, mostly because I really don’t think the political background is THAT important to the story Tazmuir is trying to tell. She’s primarily telling a story about emotions, I think, not politics. But I think we’ll see more of where they came from.

Most of what we know so far points to BoE being an irredentist liberation group, but they also 100% do commit terrorist acts, like, on the page. They have the vague ultimate goal of getting rid of the Houses, but their day-to-day goal seems to be only to kill as many necromancers as possible, and they’re absolutely committed to getting there by doing shit like, burning people alive and shooting up public places without much care for civilians getting caught in the middle. Yea, Ianthe’s reasoning for calling BoE terrorism is coming from a place of moral fuckery, but MY reason for saying so is that they are committing crimines to foster a state of fear among the civilian population in the pursuit of political goals. They do that by burning people alive.

BoE also do have a cult-like attitude regarding everything Earth, but I’m not sure yet how we’re supposed to interpret it. There’s absolutely a benign angle to it (connection to a long lost homeland) but also I find it VERY juicy that after allegedly ten thousand years their culture is still mostly rooted on Earth. It doesn’t seem to have moved beyond the myth of their lost ancestral home; why are you still naming your kids after Shakespeare? Who has written the great tragedies in the last millenia? Their lack of cultural advancement (and technological!) is the main reason why I think there could be some time travel theories going on.

You’re right that we don’t know what their ultimate goal is, it could be more malicious than most of the fandom tends to assume, or it could be more benign. I’m very excited to find out but without ascribing any moral intention to who’s stanning who. I’m an equal side war criminal enjoyer, ALL women blowing shit up are hot to me <3

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New Years Reunion - Part Four  Finn Wolfhard x Reader

Word Count: 2,040 (ish)

Triggers: Swearing, consumption of alcohol

Gender of Reader: Fem.

*Part One, Two and Three and be found on my page*

Summary: Y/N gets a visit from her best friend and fellow IT co-star, Finn. Y/N thinks that her and Finn’s friendship is purely platonic, but could all that change when they both stay at Wyatt’s house for New Years along with the fellow IT cast?

Writers Note: I’ve posted this on New Years day instead since technically the story continues past midnight of NYE. I hope you all enjoy Part Four, as there might possibly be a Part Five coming your way. Thank you all for the support on my writing as I only started this blog a few days ago, and already all my writing has over 200 notes.

I love you all, and wish you the best in the New Year :)

You stared down at your bowl of cereal, still unable to wipe the smile of your face from the night before. Today was New Years Eve, meaning Wyatt was throwing a house party with over 50 people attending. The others were still asleep in the living room, except from you and Wyatt, who were having breakfast together.

    “So,” Wyatt began, smiling at you from across the table, “How does it feel now knowing you’ve kissed Hollywood’s hottest, Finn Wolfhard?” He winked, causing you to blush.

    “You know,” He continued thoughtfully, “This had kind of ruined the plan we had for you both. I mean, we technically could still make it work though?” You were confused, had the plan involved you all along?

    “Come on Wy, you have to let me in on the plan, I’d do the same for you.” Even though, you knew quite well that he wouldn’t cave.

Wyatt shook his head and continued to eat his toast. Your mind led to other thoughts, which you began to think out loud.

    “But what does this mean now?” You questioned while stirring the spoon around your Cheerios, “Like are we a thing? Will we ever kiss again? Will it be awkward...” Judging by Wyatt’s confused expression, he wasn’t made for sharing relationship advice.

    “What are you girls gossiping about?” Jaeden said while entering the room. He pulled out a chair from the table and sat down, resting his hands on his cheeks and leaning in, eagerly.

    “I’m trying to help Y/N with her boy problems, but I don't think I'm totally qualified in the area.” Wyatt answered.

    “Boy problems?” Jaden replied, acting excited, “Well luckily for you girls, this is my area of expertise. Now someone put the kettle on, you ladies have a lot to learn.” He joked.

So far, you’d spent your morning gossiping with Wyatt and Jaeden, playing cards with Jeremy and Chosen, and you were now searching for your new years outfit with Sophia. You hadn’t spoken to Finn or Jack today, as they were both still sleeping when you and Sophia left.

    “If we don’t find something cute to wear in here, then I’m ready to blow my shit.” Sophia said, through gritted teeth. You’d both been shopping for hours and were now entering Urban Outfitters. 

You began to make your way to the first stand, when a dress caught your eye. It was a pale blue toned dress, with sparkly silver sequins, it had an open back, and a v-shaped neckline

Sophia saw you staring at it and came over.

    “Finn’s going to lose it.” She said, picking up the dress for you so you couldn’t change your mind. As much as no part of you ever dressed for anyone but yourself, you were excited to look nice in front of Finn at the party.

You and Sophia arrived back to smell burning and the high pitched ringing of the smoke alarm. Panicked, you ran through to the kitchen, the room was full of smoke.

    “Put the fucking biscuits in the trash!” Wyatt shouted at Jack, through the ringing of the alarm. None of the boys had realised you and Sophia were watching them.

    “But Wyatt!” Jack exclaimed, “We can save them. They’re only a little burnt?”

    “Guys!” Finn yelled from across the room, “The girls are going to be back any minute and if they come back to this mess, we’re dead.”

    “We can save the biscuits, they’ll never know if we just shove some icing on...” Jeremy trailed off.

    “Look okay,” Chosen sighed, “We tried to do something nice for them but it’s failed, let’s just tidy this up and pretend it never happened?”

    “No!” Jaeden shouted whilst waving a dish towel at the smoke alarm, trying to get he deafening sound to stop ringing. “We can save them. We’ve been through so much together, I think it’s about time we save a batch of biscuits. Now, who’s with me?” 

At this point Finn looked up to see you standing at the doorway with Sophia. He made his way towards you, engulfing you in a hug.

    “So,” He whispered into your ear, “I may have tried to make you you’re favourite biscuits and messed up a little.” You all began to laugh.

    “The party starts in a couple hours, you and Sophia can start to get ready, and I’ll clean all this up.” He continued, “I’ll see you in a bit.” He gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before turning back to the kitchen.

As you began to head upstairs, you heard Wyatt shout from the kitchen.

    “Grazer! Put the fucking icing down right now!”

Smiling to yourself, you made your way to the bathroom with your new dress. You knew tonight was going to be perfect.

Guests had begun to arrive, and music was blasting through the speakers downstairs. You were currently in front of the bathroom mirror in your new dress, finishing off curling your hair. Jack knocked on the door.

    “Come in.” You called.

    “Wow Y/N,” He smirked scanning you up and down, “Finn is getting some tonight.” You threw a hairbrush in him in response, which made him laugh.

    “The real reason I’m here is to drag you downstairs, Finn wont shut up about you and I can’t physically listen to listen to him anymore. So, it’d be great if you just went and shoved your tongue down his throat.” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you down the stairs with him. 

Your stomach was flipping at the thought of being with Finn. As you reached the bottom of the stairs you could see him staring at you from across the hall, his face turned the same shade had the red cup he was holding.

His outfit included of black trousers, a white shirt, and a tie perfectly matching with the shade of your dress.

Jack winked at you, before walking away to join a group of kid’s dancing in the living room. Finn made his way over, bumping into everyone he walked past, as his eyes were only on you.

    “Y-you look b-beautiful.” He stuttered. You felt warmth travel through your body.

    “Thanks, Bill.” You smiled, “I like your tie.” He laughed softly, relaxing.

    “While you were both shopping, Sophia found a tie that matched your dress and made me wear it. I think you pull off the blue a little better than me though, you really do look incredible.” You felt light every time he complimented you, like your head was spinning.

    “Come on Y/N, let’s teach these people what bad dancing really looks like.” He pulled you into the crowd.

After you’d both been dancing for a while, you began to grow tired and wrapped your arms around his neck. He lifted his hand up to tuck your hair behind your ear, and began to lean in. You were both soon interrupted by Jaeden stumbling over to you. He’d grown slightly tipsy.

    “Fuck, I love you guys!” He said whilst wrapping his arms around you both. Finn rolled his eyes and mouthed ‘sorry’ to you. You however just laughed.

    “We love you too Jaeden, but you know who loves you even more?” You began, Jaden was eyeing you curiously. “Chosen.” You finished, guiding him in direction to a not-overly-thrilled, Chosen.

Finn smiled at you, approvingly.

    “Come on,” He said, reaching out for your hand, “Let’s go some place where Jaeden can’t find us.” You nodded, and let him lead the way through the crowd.

He brought you through to the kitchen and pulled out a chair for you to sit on. Sitting down opposite, he placed a wrapped present down in front of you. It was flat and rectangular.

    “What’s this for?” You asked inquisitively.

    “It’s a present, well a belated present. I was going to give it to you on your birthday a few months ago but I backed out. It’s to do with the plan everyone's been on about, a plan that was also meant to happen months ago.” He beamed, at you, resulting in his contagious smile once again infecting you.

“Open it.” He whispered, his eyes glazed with excitement. You picked up the parcel and began to tear away the wrapping paper to reveal a black A4 book. You turned to the first page, a title written in Finn’s handwriting appeared;

“Y/N and Finn’s Moments together”

He’d made you a scrap book.

You turned the page revealing a photo of you and Finn laughing at something together in the first chemistry reading for IT, he’d written below the photo;

“The day I first met you”

As you flicked though the pages, you began to notice a pattern in all the photos of you both together, you were both always smiling. Finn had put so much effort into this book, he’d even filled it with handwritten messages and inside jokes. Since the photos from the book took place in chronological order, the last photo in the book was from yesterday when you were both watching a film. After this last picture, there were still numerous blank pages at the end of the book.

You looked back into Finn’s eyes, he was grinning from ear to ear. You were speechless. He filled the silence for you.

    “The back of the book’s empty because what you saw was only the beginning,” He pulled reached under the table to pull out a polaroid camera, a sharpie, and a glue stick. With one hand holding yours and one hand on the camera button, he took a photo of you both. Neither of you needed to smile for the photo because you already were.

Once the photo had developed, he stuck it in the next blank page of the book. Then, without saying a word he began to write a message below it. As he was doing this you looked through the kitchen doorway, people were counting down from thirty to celebrate the New Year.

Finn put down his sharpie and turned the book so it was facing you. The words written made your heart skip a beat.

“The day I asked you to be my girlfriend and you said...”

Without hesitation you uncapped the sharpie and began to write. The countdown was still being chanted from the living room, with only ten seconds left of the year. 

You swivelled the book round to face Finn. His eyes lit up as he read the finished sentence;

“The day I asked you to be my girlfriend and you said... yes”

He jumped up from his seat and ran round the table to hug you. You wrapped your arms around him and buried your head in his shoulder. The countdown continued from the hall, Finn joined in by whispering in your ear.

     “Five, four, ” He began, you could practically hear him smiling as the numbers grew closer to zero, “Three, two, one.” He pulled out of the hug and looked you straight in the eyes.

    “Happy New Year, Finn.” You whispered, which he had to lip read due to all the cheers throughout the house.

    “Happy New Year, Y/N.” His hands moved up so they were placed on your hips, you wrapped your arms around his neck again and made the distance between you both smaller. He glanced down to stare at your lips, you both began to lean in. Your pulse grew faster as your lips touched and electricity radiated throughout your whole body, Without hesitation, Finn lifted you up so you were sat on the kitchen counter. He continued to kiss you until, as per usual, you were interrupted.

    “Told you I gave good boy advice.” Jaeden said smugly, holding onto Jack for balance.

    “I’m just pissed Y/N stole Finn, he was going to be my New Years kiss.” Jack joked.

You and Finn looked at each other, he laughed and handed you the polaroid camera. You positioned Jack and Jaeden in the frame.

    “Smile guys, this one’s going in the scrapbook.” You laughed at the confused boys.

After you took the photo, you turned around to see Finn writing on a new page of the book. Your eyes scanned over the words, causing warmth spread throughout you.

“The start of 2018. The start of us.”

Writers Note: Sorry for the belated post, but I hope you enjoyed it. That you so much for reading and have the most amazing day and year!