#bri's fic adventures

[fantastic-nonsense]

I'm flipping through Batman fics that were written pre-Flashpoint on FFN right now and I just saw a Heart of Hush mention in a fic summary...and it's for a Riddler/Catwoman fic of all things 😭

[seanofbeankeep]

Head canon/shower thought shipping bees buzzing in my mind at or against each other today are:

Tl;dr

Dahlia sellswords like story arc plz before reuniting with Artemis

Scratch that: Dahlia chooses to be with Xenk instead who’s safe to be vulnerable with, as she finishes her business with Szass tam (remember when she was a powerful red wizard)

Scratch that. Have her bond with Catti-brie where faith crisis ends with Catti ditching Mielikki. They were both exploited by Mielikki and Lolth in that fight and more. Mielikki only helps CB when it’s godly business linked, realms chosen are exploited/manipulated even by good gods. They can help eachother with resolving their past with those two goddesses

If not that then Thay exile fire primordial god drama with Dahlia and Catti-Brie in the forefront.

Bonus why no fan art or official art of Penelope Harpell.

The ideas and hopes rattling in my head for ages

I’m big jartamis fan but I want Dahlia and Artemis to refind eachother and start again once they both had their own space to grow some more. Like I don’t want trope that love fixes all, they can grow on their own adventures and rekindle later. Like they were vulnerable and deeply cared with each other but it was very new to them at the time. In life I’ve had friendships break or drift and reform after time and personal development. Too many fans who hate her would grumble but Dahlia having her own book should happen like her own sellswords. Kinda messed up how much love Artemis gets and how much hate she gets for same character things.

But against this I also love my head-cannon that Dahlia would choose to date Xenk. Like I want only good things for her and someone who can love her fully that the others couldn’t do and maybe he can be that for her. Someone where being vulnerable around them is safe, maybe Artemis can’t be that person. Drizzt clearly wasn’t good for her either. If Artemis can have redemption arc she should too in her own terms, like her going back to finish business with Thay and Xenk/harpers joining her to stop her former boss Szass Tam. Since their stories overlap with Thay. Like it’s been completely forgotten she was a high ranking red wizard and her conflicts with other wizards was more likely Szass making sure his minions fought eachother than him. But she’s free now and could weaken his hold on thay with the right crew to back her up.

Also if we do get her helping looking for her as it’s hinted in the books. I want Catti and Dahlia to get along more outside their story being only about Drizzt and Artemis all the time.

Catti likely having a upcoming crisis over her goddess happening with Dahlia would be so interesting. Both goddess used them as puppets to fight, why can’t they talk about that bullshit. Dahlia is someone who could help Catti-brie with dealing with the fact her goddess has used her body without permission or care. Like Mielikki is meant to be good but doesn’t respect Catti-bries autonomy or consult her in godly plans if that’s what she wants. She’s done few big nice things for her but overall gods in realms really use and exploit their chosen. Dahlia walked away from so much of this in her life, Catti could open up to her about it.

Or her and Catti teaming up to deal with primordials since they have that overlap (lore wise guess what Thay exiles worship a fire primordial god!). Add in Penelope harpell too. Dahlia and Penelope duo plz (like they both dates all genders in book I prob overlooked this for her for my ships) . As I’m here, why is there no official or fan art of Penelope. I’ve looked and never found it.

I know at some point a fan fic for Dahlia is coming especially if what happened to her in the books doesn’t satisfy me. Maybe combine all of the above, adventure with Xenk and then Catti and then decide what feels right after that.

I saw someone hint that ‘maybe she’s pregnant and that’s why she left and ditched her dangerous staff’ and I dunno I’d hate a tropey ‘being a mother for the second time is focus of her big character development to kindness’ urgh. If we get that I’m shaving my head and growing a single pony tail and buying a tazer before I write my own canon. Let’s not make a woman’s character development be based around fertility and motherhood. There’s hope it won’t go this way cose RAS isn’t perfect but he has given Catti adventures after she gave birth. Like she has a life and wants/needs outside her motherhood. So there hope he would write that for Dahlia too.

[123itsbri]

intro

hi there i'm bri!! (also known as dani)

she/her with a preference for masculine terms and titles

huge lesbian (insomnia and reveluv)

here's my neocities go look at it

interests

i'm heavily multifandom but you'll mainly see me posting project sekai but you'll see other media including but not limited to

milgram

chainsaw man

monthly girls nozaki kun

jojo's bizarre adventures

mob psycho 100

bungou stray dogs

omniscient reader's viewpoint

dragon ball

i'm also really into horror games, rpgs, and game design in general

project sekai ids

en: 331492588152655880

jp: 444596663430275085

main tags

art: #art by bweets

fics: #bri fics

asks: #ask bri

rambles: #bri talks

promos: #bri promo

fics

Panorama

Tsukasa Tenma's Cicada Days

i DOWNLOADED a VIRUS and now WE'RE KISSING?!?! (NOT CLICKBAIT‼️)

aus

#rui virus au

[dontcallmebree]

Bri, hi!! Okay so since Tej already asked about chase the shadows away, could I pls get the tea on sun peeking through the sky? 💖 I love this series and somehow I always associate it with the end of summer and gently melancholy August nights ✨

Hi kay!!! Your fondness for sun peeking through the sky always surprises me and warms my heart. I don't know why I always think that series lives in my drafts and nowhere else!

I think this one started with trying to fill the @steverogersbingo prompt Action/Adventure. A lot of my work is usually character-driven so it was kind of a fun challenge!

I think the way I went about it was basically isolating what to me was the most interesting parts of what would on paper be an action/adventure story, and focusing solely on those moments and threads. Which, unsurprisingly, was unpacking Steve's characterization and themes, and his growth through this 'plot'.

I have a pretty strong opinion when it comes to (canon adjacent) fic that whatever is already known in canon shouldn't really be reiterated/explained on the page. It makes for a much stronger fic (in my opinion) and much better pacing.

I was able to really put that into practice here, both in terms of trying to write an action/adventure story that I would enjoy, and also in really going wild with the pacing. That's probably most evident in the second part of the series, A Split Second of Choice.

What I honestly am still so fond of, though, is how Steve's characterization really relies on the ongoing steady growth from the first part, From Linear to Rewind, and how that interacts with both his past and the events leading up to the end.

A Split Second relies equally heavily on canon as it does on From Linear and I'm so pleased with that! That this sort of quiet, slow exploration of friendship and self-worth and hope and identity kind of built the cornerstone for Steve's eventual adventure!

I said this in the endnotes but I wasn't even going to write A Split Second because the final line of From Linear felt like such a fitting ending that really drives home the point of the piece, but I am so glad I kept going.

Thanks for reading this series, kay, you don't know how much it means to me that you like it <333

let's exchange director's cuts!

[bbrissonn]

IMPORTANT PLEASE READ !!!

okay, so ive been thinking a lot recently about my tumblr blog and everything, and ive taken the decision to stop posting on here. ill still post about my winter fic exchange, but once that's done, i will probably never post on here again.

ive found myself losing more and more interest in hockey, and more in football ⚽. my account will not be deactivated and i will still be using it, so no need to worry about my fics and everything.

also, i might wake up one day and decide that this blog is going to become a football blog and not a hockey blog anymore, and i hope you can all respect that decision if it is ever made.

i wanna thank you all for this year and all of the love you've shown my account. ill forever be thanful for all of the friends i made on here and all the good moments we shared, but this is what i feel is best for me at the moment. words dont even begin to describe how happy this adventure has made me, even though there was lots of ups and downs, starting to post on tumblr was probably one of the best decisions ive made this year.

i started posting on here in january of this year and i never would've thought that id be here, 12 months later, with almost 900 followers, tons of fics and blurbs released with tons of notes.

thank you to all of you for all this, but it's time to me to go now.

love, bri

[sparklywatercolors]

for the random fic title game: "a glimpse into my brain." i took inspo from your pinned post hehe. have a great day! c:

Aw hi! It is almost 1AM for me but I will have a great day tysm <333! (Be sure to do something kind for yourself, oki?) Fun fact that was actually going to be the title of my poetry anthology I am working on! It's current name is <title:teacups> (for now until I inevitably change it again XD). That anthology is basically random shit I have in my notes app about my life, maybe I'll publish it one day, who knows. it's a lot of fun to write though >:) Major spoilers about my own ocs oooo!!!!! But I would probably write a fic about my oc Brianne. She is an AI/android/ whatever you want to call her, who was built by the queen in secret, but was sent out to protect someone from fulfilling a certain prophecy. Well Brianne failed. Anyways, but Brianne is very human despite being very artificial. She has memories, dreams, emotions, she's basically alive, or as her best friend (the person she was meant to protect- long story) points out, that they forget she is a "robot" until she hugs them, or that she doesn't have a bed in her room. But this fic I think would be her having flashbacks about her life, as her beloved queen (who is/ was like a mother to her!!) telling her that she is stepping down from the throne and that the prince and brianne's best friend will be taking her place. And Brianne begs to come with the Queen on her adventures, and the Queen is like no honey, I can't let you, cause I don't plan on dying in my lands, as in Brianne I'm never coming home. And Bri just BREAKS. Everything is changing for her so quickly, she can't keep up anymore. How can everyone do this to her. And so with that each flashback of hers becomes more distorted and off/uncanny even As for an ending for this, I don't have one in mind at the moment, but this concept in of itself is really like fascinating to me now. I haven't worked on this project in months, now I'm ready to get my old folder with notes and stuff for it, and go write.

[kitausuret]

👀👀

hello bri 👀 for you I actually have a fic that was the result of an ask you sent me, because you were very nice and indulgent 💖 ....and because I already shared a bit from the upcoming Scarlet Witch fic.

From "Walk Without a Plan":

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Was it fair to potentially upend Harry's normalcy just because Flash wanted to be both a symbiote-partnered vigilante and a guy who does normal things like take his friend out on a date? But being away from Earth for so long had made him realize how nice normalcy could be, once the high of adventuring wore off. Was that so bad?

So he'd awkwardly stumbled his way through a few lines of I've liked you a lot throughout the years, but I wasn't really sure what I was feeling or how you would feel that sounded more like a bad Hallmark movie than something from his poetry collection. Which was pretty bad, considering they'd known each other for over a decade, but Harry had laughed a little shyly, his nose wrinkling as he did so and said, I think I'd like that, Flash. After all, there was no harm in giving things a try.

[isisthesphinx]

Tell me about the Time Loop Rollercoaster!

WIP Wednesday answer! Time Loop Roller Coaster is a series of connected one-shots co-written with Ditto-With-A-Hat. They describe the shit Brienne gets up to with Looker while she's...some four-ish years in the past? So, Bri wins championship in Kalos. Has adventures with Looker that ends with Xerosic in Jail. Finally has the confidential access to find out what the goddamn deal is with Dialga and Palkia, and hikes her very frustrated ass up that stupidly big mountain to talk to them.

Ends up having to make a deal. "Close this time loop for us, and we'll send your item of choice back home. If that is you or a giant-ass book describing everything you've been up to since you arrived here, that is up to you."

Details various adventures with Looker in Sinnoh, dealing with Galactic, in Unova, dealing with Plasma, and some bits and pieces here and there in Hoenn and Johto when they have downtime. Fluffy enough to rot your teeth on sight and give you diabetes, and angsty enough to scratch the whump itch. It's these fics that really flesh out and grow the relationship between Brienne and Looker to what it truly is. A mess of overprotective and affectionate feels that bounce between platonic and romantic at any given time.

Throw in some actions scenes where the two get to be badass, endless puns, ace attorney references, and filling out Looker's family and backstory.

[brinnybee]

Thank you for the tag! c:

Name(s): Brittany, often just Bri because it's quicker to type and then nobody has to parse out what spelling of that name my parents bestowed upon me.

Pronouns: she/her

Star sign: Gemini (sorry...)

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any): One younger sister, and she's so much funnier than me that it's truly not fair. Our names rhyme so everyone assumes we are twins, but we're two years apart!

# of pets & their names: One dog, a golden retriever! His name is Louie and he is my favorite little goblin and every mutual is his honorary godparent.

Fandoms: I feel like this is simultaneously many and none; I love a lot of things so fiercely but jump around so often between them! Current fixations are Good Omens, Digimon, G-Witch, lokius, Ace Attorney, Dune, always D&D/tabletop stuff....

Favorite color: Blue!

Favorite song: this is SO SO HARD, but probably On Melancholy Hill by Gorillaz; it's a song I go back to always and that forever has a reserved spot in my heart.

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!): kept to books for now! E.E. Knight, Neil Gaiman, Jane Lindskold, Naomi Novik, Samantha Shannon, Peter S. Beagle

Hobbies: Reading, writing, drawing! Gaming of the tabletop-, video-, and board- types. Taking my dog on little daily adventures.

Favorite fic type: y'all i am such a sucker for a Domestic Fluff tag

Favorite holiday: i'm on tumblr so of course it's halloween

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!): so very demi/ace, nope. I had a crush one time and it was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, I do not know how y'all do it, godspeed.

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!: I have an absolutely nonexistent sense of direction, I can and will get lost anywhere. I would kiss any dragon! My favorite Pokemon is Bulbasaur! My favorite Digimon is Gabumon (but I took a quiz one time years ago that told me my partner would be a Lopmon and I took that very personally so now I have Lopmon merch everywhere). I am so anemic that I got clinically diagnosed as Very Sleepy. Peppermint is my favorite flavor!

Free tag to anyone who wants to do! I'm shy and get so nervous about tagging people ahhh<3

I got bored so here's a little get-to-know-you tag game I think could be fun :3

Name(s)

Pronouns

Star sign

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any)

# of pets & their names

Fandoms

Favorite color

Favorite song

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!)

Hobbies

Favorite fic type

Favorite holiday

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!)

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!

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Name(s): Loki (highly preferred), Elye

Pronouns : they/them mostly, he/she okay too

Star sign: Pisces

# of siblings: I've got 2! An older sister and a younger sibling. The fun fact about them is that they're also both queer; in fact, my mom is too. The only non-queer person in my immediate family is my dad.

# of pets: 4 cats! Phoebe & Frankie are our girls, Lenny and Murray are our boys :3

Fandoms: MCU (kind of), BSD, OFMD, Ranboo (does his fanbase count as a fandom?)

Fav. color: Don't have one

Fav. song: Aurora Borealis by Lemon Demon

Fav. author: Alice Oseman

Hobbies: singing, acting, drawing, writing, procrastinating

Fav. fic type: Fluff, definitely. I am a sucker for well written coffee-shop and flower-shop aus, too. Smut's fine, but only if it's romantic. I can't do angst if there's no comfort.

Fav. Holiday: Hanukkah or Halloween! I love autumn and winter

Partners?: Yes! I have a girlfriend (queerplatonic) who I love very much, and a boyfriend (romantic) who I love very much :]

Fun facts:

- Even though I'm a cat person, I really, really want a dog.

- I actually used to play sports. Because I don't do gendered leagues anymore, I don't play, but I've been looking for mixed/gender-neutral/queer sports teams. Baseball and basketball specifically!

- I started questioning my identity in 2019; I'm no closer to finding a label now than I was then. The difference is, now I don't want a label. I just am. :]

tags: @neonganymede @cha0ticlesbian @x-chiara @exceleo @brinnybee @autistic-katara @gandalfthemorallygrey @ohboyanotherlokiblog @roachandrenfri @ourflagmeanslokius @exceleo @edettethegreat @swiftlyspidey

[fantastic-nonsense]

re-reading beamirang's Genesis-verse fics is so fascinating because there's a vast chasm between the stuff I know about Star Trek at 28 vs. the stuff I knew about Star Trek at 16 (when I originally read them) and I'm picking up on soooooo many things I didn't get the first time I read them

[deanncastiel]

pst pst pst... the cosmicdestiel url is free

[asketchysomebody]

Abbacchio's Brother (a stupid fanfiction )

Abbacchio did not talk about his family much, or at all. As far as he was concerned, Bruno, Carbonara-hell, even Giorno-were more of his family than his real family was. They had never even bothered to call him after the incident with his partner years ago. He didn’t see a point in keeping them in his life if they weren’t going to do what Bruno did for him, and for a long time, he thought he would never see them again.

That was until his 32nd birthday.

Bruno and little Carbonara were at home preparing food for the small party with the rest of the gang. Well, Bruno was preparing the food. Carbonara was just on the floor, licking the spoons when the occasion called for it and playing with his dinosaur plushies. Usually, they didn’t celebrate their birthdays in such a ‘grand’ manner except for Carbonara’s birthday because they found no need to. This time, however, they figured they would have everyone over since they hadn’t seen each other for a while now that they had children to take care of.

Abbacchio would most definitely have a headache at the end of the night with all the screaming kids running around the house, but hopefully, it wouldn’t be as bad as when they watched Jurassic Park and Carbonara tried screeching like the dinosaurs in the movie.

It was around 3 o’clock. Bruno was juggling taking care of Carbonara, preparing food, and texting Abbacchio and the others. Carbonara wasn’t doing much but given that he would cry whenever Bruno wasn’t in his line of vision, his father kept him close.

“Okay, that’s done. The cake is in the oven, decorations are up. Now I just need to get cleaned up, clean Carbonara up, and we’ll be set!”  Bruno said to himself.

Carbonara pulled on his father’s pant leg and held up the wooden spoon he gave him to lick clean, “Papa, m’ done!” 

Bruno took the spoon and picked up Carbonara, “Good job, Tesoro! Thank you for all of your help today.”

Carbonara grinned. Bruno pressed a kiss to his forehead and carried him into the living room. He was about to take him upstairs to bathe him when someone knocked on the door. It was odd because the whole group had keys to one another’s houses in case of emergencies. He assumed it was a member of La Squadra - probably RIsotto. He sat Carbonara on the couch and opened the door.

“Can I help you-”

He took a step back. The man standing in front of him was almost an exact replica of Abbacchio during his days as a police officer. Same hair color and style, same eyes, almost the same build. He was a bit taller and somewhat older, dressed in black leather.

“L-Leone?”

“No, but I was hoping you knew where he was. I was told he hangs around you a lot.”

“I’m sorry, who are you exactly?”

He lit a cigarette and shook Bruno’s hand with his free one, “Lombata Abbacchio. I’m Leo’s older brother.”

‘Older brother? He never told me he had an older brother...Though, he could be lying.’

“When’s his birthday?”

“March 5th, 1980.”

“The scar on his right knee - how did he get it?”

“He crashed his bike after some neighborhood kids stuck a rake through the spokes when he was 7.”

“How long was he in the police academy for-”

“3 years.”

Bruno narrowed his eyes. Lombata smirked and winked at him. The younger man hesitantly opened the door. Lombata let himself in. Carbonara watched cautiously from behind the couch as this strange man entered the house.

"So, what do you want?"

"What? Can't a man just visit his younger brother on his birthday?"

"He could if he had done it every year beforehand."

"I'm a busy man," Lombata said, finally taking notice of Carbonara, "And apparently so has my brother."

"Papaaaa!" Carbonara whined, moving to the other side of the couch.

Bruno picked him up and held him close. Carbonara buried his face in his chest.

"What's its name?" 

"His name is Carbonara."

"He looks nothing like Leo."

"Because he's adopted, dumbass."

"Hey, no need to get defensive. I haven’t had the pleasure of knowing what Leo's been up to these past few years. I never really saw him as the fatherly type."

'Well maybe if you had actually been around, you'd see differently.'

The back door opened and Leone had finally returned home. "Bruno, I got the shit! It took me fucking forever to find the -"

He stopped in the doorway of the kitchen. Now, the brothers were face to face. And Leone did not look happy. 

"Lombata?! The fuck are you doing here?!"

"Good to see you too, little brother."

"Oh, don't give me that shit. You better have a damn good reason for showing up at my house after 12 fucking years."

"Abba!" Carbonara made grabby hands at him.

"What did you do to my kid?"

"I didn't do shit. I came here to talk."

Leone stepped forward, balling his fists. "I don't want to talk to you. You and the rest of them haven't bothered to check up on me ever since...you knew I had left. And you didn't bother to come and see me. You didn't bother to call, or come to my place, or even write. You left me alone when I needed someone with me. You're a shit brother. And I want you to get the fuck out of my house."

Lombata stared at him for a moment before he threw his hands up. "Alright. I'll go. But before I go, I want you to have this," He reached inside of his jacket and handed him a purple envelope, "Happy birthday, brother. I'm sure we'll meet again soon."

Leone ripped the envelope from his hands, "Don't fucking count on it."

Lombata smirked. He turned around and left as quickly as he appeared. Leone let out a deep sigh, running his fingers through his hair. "Fuck. Guess I have to explain myself,  don't I?"

To his surprise,  Bruno shook his head, "No. Not tonight, and not if you don’t want to. Tonight is your night and you should be able to enjoy your night. So no family drama. The only thing we need to worry about is getting ready and getting Carbonara cleaned up."

Leone smiled, pressing a kiss to his husband's temple. "Thank you."

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The sun began to set. Leone and Bruno had retreated upstairs and dressed into their bedroom to change into their suits - Leone's being purple and Bruno’s being white. Carbonara was also in a little suit, though he was less than enthusiastic about wearing it.

As Bruno rearranged the last of the decorations, Leone was stuck trying to keep his little bow tie on.

"I know, I know. You don't like it. But it looks good on you!"

"Noooo…" Carbonara whined.

"Tell ya what. If you keep this on for...an hour, you get an extra slice of cake. Deal?"

Carbonara nodded, running off to the kitchen to fawn over the cake.

"He's going to get a stomach ache, you know that right?"

"He also can't tell time. He's gonna forget at some point and end up wearing that thing all night."

Bruno chuckled, shaking his head. Leone smiled sweetly at him. He walked up to him and cupped his cheek. He pressed a gentle kiss to his lips as his free hand went to his waist. He pressed their foreheads together, pecking a small kiss to Bruno’s cheek. 

"Thank you for doing all of this. It...it means a lot to me."

"Of course, my love. You deserve to feel special on your birthday. Take your mind off your looming midlife crisis."

Leone smirked. Their attention went to the frantic knocking at their front door.

"YO! Abbacchio! Buccellati! It's us!" Mista yelled.

"We brought gifts!" Little Laurenza exclaimed. 

"And I have to pee!" Cassata shouted.

"Damn. And I was hoping they'd bail."

Bruno went to open the door. Cassata dashed inside and into their downstairs bathroom. Viola leaped forward and threw her arms around the couple and squeezed them tightly.

"A-ack! Kid! You gotta stop crushing the life outta me! I'm getting old, you know!"

"I just missed you guys sooooo much! It's been forever since I've seen you guys!"

"W-we missed you too, carina. Really, but p-please let go!"

Viola released them. Leone found it odd. It seemed like yesterday, she was an anxious chunk of a person who barely had the strength to open a car door on her own, and now she suddenly could match the others in strength. 

Budino appeared behind her with a present in one hand and their rambunctious toddler in the other. Leone's eyes narrowed. He could see him shake.

"Cannizzaro." 

"M-Mr. Abbacchio. G-good to see you again."

"You treating il piccolo demone dell'inchiostro well?"

"Y-yes sir!"

"And the other one?"

"Yes!"

He smirked, throwing his arm around his shoulder and pulling him close, "That's what I like to hear!"

Budino laughed nervously. 

"Will you stop messing with him so much?" Trish said from the door.

"Oh, he's going to be messing with him until death." Mista said.

"Happy birthday padrino! We brought you gifts!" Laurenza said.

Gianetta came from the other side and held up her little present. He reached down and took the present from the 2-year- old's little hands, ruffling her hair. "Thank you, girls. Means a lot to me."

"Hey, can we come inside now? I'm getting kinda cold!" Narancia exclaimed. 

"Yes, yes! Come in! Enjoy yourselves!"

The night was full of laughter and joy. They all reminisced about the good old days, shared good news, and forgot all of their current worries. Leone couldn't remember the last time he had so much fun with them. The exchange between him and his brother had long faded.

He didn't need him. He already had a family that cared about him, that loved him, that would be there for him. He had everything he wanted in one room.

And he was happy.

[shima-draws]

I started writing that one TTS fic I started ages ago again and

This is the support scene we deserved //clenches fists

[luna-memoria]

A good question to ask myself would be which quantic kid should I write next--

[familyvideostevie]

you genuinely make my day every time we interact ive never had a true mutual this is so fun <3

wanted to try requesting bc i’ve never done it before i don’t think ?? and you write the best fluff mwah mwah

could i get an x steve/eddie (you can pick which!!) where the reader is just really homesick? i’m about to head off to college and i’m already feeling all the sadness ab leaving my fam and dogs behind 🥲 would love someone to comfort me right about now

darling bri! thank you for requesting this, i am honored to write for you! this is a really relatable feeling and i know you will be okay, and i hope this fic emphasizes that! so here's eddie for you <3 | 1k, fluff, fem!reader

You've only been at college for a month and it has been fun. So many new experiences at once have kept you busy, but now that you're settled and have some friends and are used to your classes, you find that most nights you feel a pit in your stomach. You're homesick. But you look around in lecture, in the dining hall, and you tell yourself that no one else is feeling this way. It doesn't seem like it, anyway, so you're a bit embarrassed and don't bring it up to anyone. Your life is a new adventure but you miss home.

Your dorm wall is already almost covered with postcards from the kids and your friends and family, but every night you look at them and just want to be somewhere else. Even though you call your parents and write letters every week, the feeling rolls over everything like a dark cloud and you know you need to figure this out so you don't spend the next few years like this.

So, you're standing in front of the dorm phone debating whether or not to call Eddie. It's Wednesday night, so you know he'll be at home planning Hellfire. But you don't want to bother him because part of you feels pathetic, feels juvenile. Part of you doesn't want to admit that this feeling is even real. But Eddie has never made you feel any of those things, never made you feel small or like your emotions were insignificant. So you pick up the phone and dial the number you know by heart.

The line rings and rings and rings and you feel a warm pressure behind your eyes and you think oh god, oh no, it's okay, I'm fine, don't cry don't cry don't cry. But you hear a click and Eddie's voice is in your ear.

"Hello?" He sounds out of breath. The tension melts from your frame and your mouth stretches into a smile automatically.

"Hi, Eddie. It's me."

"It's you!" he cries, so loud that you have to pull the receiver away as you laugh. "Sorry I almost missed you, sweet thing. I was having a cig."

"S'okay."

"You okay? Don't get me wrong, it's a fucking gift to hear your voice, but usually you call on Friday after class." Eddie knows you better than anyone and the question might have felt patronizing from someone else, but you've always loved how he sees you even when you're hundreds of miles away. You close your eyes and feel braver talking to him, brave enough to tell the truth on the first try.

"Everything is fine. I'm just feeling homesick." There's some shuffling like he's moving the receiver from ear to ear as he walks around his trailer. You know he's a pacer on the phone -- he can never sit still. You picture him in your mind: cheeks flushed from sitting outside, hair a mess where he runs his hands through it, shuffling around in sweatpants and a wrinkled t-shirt with holes in the collar. Always looking like something right out of your wildest dreams, always looking like Eddie. God, how you love him.

"Tell me about it," he coos. "If you want to." You curl your fingers into the hem of the sweatshirt you're wearing. It's his, of course, one of the things he gave you when he helped you pack. Your other favorite, one of his rings, is heavy and cool on your thumb.

"Not much to tell," you reply. "Just feel like I'm the only one who misses home. Makes me feel like a little kid and not like a college student."

"I bet you are not the only one," he says right away. "Actually, I know you aren't. Wheeler calls Jonathan all the time and says the same thing. He's told me himself!"

"Really?" Eddie wouldn't lie to you, and it makes you feel a little better to know Nancy Wheeler also misses your kind of fucked up town and all the wonderful people in it.

"Yeah, honest. It's totally normal to miss it. I bet if you asked anyone they'd say they feel it too." You sniffle, but the roiling pit is already turning to the warm fondness he always causes in your chest.

"I mean, I'll be home for Thanksgiving before we know it."

"Exactly!" he cries. "Bet I could convince your mom to let me pick you up. Eight hours in the car, no problem. We'll have a road trip!"

"Don't know if the van will make it that far, baby," you joke. You can almost hear him smiling through the line.

"I'll make Harrington let me borrow his car. GIve him free weed for a year, or something." He's done what you had hoped he'd do and cheered you up, taking your mind off of the self consciousness and making you feel settled, making you feel hopeful that you'll figure it out.

"Listen, sweetheart," he says, voice raspy and quieter and you can almost pretend he's right next to you, breath warm on your cheek. "You're always going to miss home. Sometimes a lot, sometimes a little, but it's going to be here for you when you come back. I'm going to be here for you when you come back."

"I do miss you, too" you tell him. "You're my home as much as Hawkins and my family are." He hums, a pleased, bright sound.

"Wish I could hug you right now, baby. I miss you so much." He sighs. "But I'm gonna be here to hold you and kiss you and see your face light up when you tell me all about college, yeah?"

"I love you, Eddie." You say it like a prayer, like a wish, like a promise.

"Call me anytime you feel like this. Because I love you, too." He makes a sound that must be a yawn. It travels through the phone to you, and you yawn, too. "Now go do your homework or something academic. You're the smart one!"

You laugh and say goodnight, walking back to your room a little lighter, a little more sure. Eddie's reassurance echoes in your ears. You'll be alright, just like he said. And when you go home again he'll be waiting.

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[donvilaro]

hahahahahahaha we still need a fic about Bri and Narancia’s adventures

Before Vento Aureo 🤣

Lmaoooooo I... you're not wrong 🤣🥹

Although Bri's personal hygiene is way better than Power's