I'm sorry my eyes are very weak I really thought it said 20 day fisting challenge
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I'm only going to talk about this ONCE in this tag, and never again since people are demanding you make your stance clear:
My stance is— the sooner y'all learn to separate the actor from the character, the sooner you'll have inner PEACE.
Like I have never once said I agree with noah's views, but that has nothing to do with will byers as a fictional character, or byler as a fictional pairing. I am only here on ST tumblr for these fictional entities. Noah himself has said that besides both of them being gay, he's nothing like Will (and before he came out, he used to say he's 100% not like Will at all). So maybe that gives you all some solace.
But if you CAN'T separate the actor from the character, you're always free to leave the fandom. Just don't be out here harassing, attacking, bothering people who do continue to enjoy ST and byler as always.
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The sweet author who has the best intentions for me: You and Eddie are the badass sassy alt couple and you make everyone jealous ❤️
Meanwhile, me and my dumb ass boyfriend Eddie Munson actively ruining our own character narrative arc by acting like idiots in the Upside Down:
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I hate being in uni cause all these people know so much and I'm just sitting here like
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V: So Pamdamn~♡
Panam: It's Panam
V: But, Damn-Pam, you're thicc~♡
Panam: *holds gun to V's face, cocking it* I will use this-
V: *not a thought behind those eyes* :3
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Fanfic Snippet
Decided to post the intro to a bg3 fanfic I'm writing. Will I ever finish? Who knows! But I have a lot more than this written already and I might post little parts of the story here from time to time. Features my Tav, name ((REDACTED)), Typical TavXAstarion brainrot, eventual smut, although this post is clean. Enjoy!
CW: Cursing, Mild Injury
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When she comes to, it’s to the sound of screeching metal and a high pitched, keening wail.
Then, before she has a chance to open her eyes, or at the very least string two thoughts together, her world turns sideways and her head collides into something firm and fleshy.
Bright lights snap into focus behind her eyelids, and she moans, wincing at the throbbing blast of pain that now radiates across her entire skull.
The keening noise stops, or at least dims, but tremors persist deep within the bowels of wherever the hells she’s ended up. She hesitates a moment to see if her head is split open. A cursory pass with her hand reveals no open wound, and she relaxes a fraction before peeking an eyelid open.
She shuts it almost immediately, takes a deep breath, and counts to five.
I’m dreaming, She thinks lightly, This is just a really terrible, fucked up dream, and when I open my eyes, I’ll be back in my bed in…” Her mantra fades as her brain searches fruitlessly for a memory no longer there.
Fuck.
It seems her head injury has done more than just give her a headache— it has also apparently knocked her memories clear into next week.
She scrubs at her face, pressing hard against her eyelids until patterns form in the darkness. Something squirms behind her eye at the pressure, and she gasps, eyes flying open of their own accord.
The nightmare hellscape beyond hasn’t changed, and now there was something wriggling around in her head.
Double fuck.
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