#coole idee

[schmuckschmied]

Siegelring, Silber mit Einlage , Hundemilchzahn

[dragodina]

I mean, wir wissen doch alle, das es nur ein einzig wahres Tatort Hamburg Team gibt, oder? ODER?? 😅😊🙈✌🏼

Der große ARD Sonntagabend Krimi Poll

[silverysnake]

Hat jemand Ideen für eine Spatort themed Power Point Präsentation? Also vielleicht ein ranking oder so?

Ich mach am Mittwoch mit ein paar Freunden ne powerpoint-night und hab bis gerade aufgeschoben mir mal Gedanken dazu zu machen

[diemarina]

What a cool bathroom. Smells like gasoline :-)

[daughterofhecata]

Die einzigen Vorteile daran, dass mein Auto gestorben ist und ich mir ein neues suchen muss(te), sind, dass ich damit 1) das Ortskürzel meines Geburtsorts auf dem Kennzeichen loswerde und 2) mir ein DDF-basiertes Kennzeichen zulegen kann.

[j-restlessgeek]

@rockingpeeble omg tatortparty

weil man so viel begeisterung einfach teilen muss, ein paar snapshots von @marimule und meiner tatortparty <3

[marcusdassler-bildfeuer]

Jeder läuft drauf rum, aber kaum jemand denit drüber nach. Diesen Boden habe ich bei @liike_sport in Zeulenroda entdeckt. Der Belag ist sogar regional und kommt aus Triptis. Er besteht aus recycelten Reifen. Eine tolle Idee, finde ich. Lokal und nachhaltig. #nachhaltig #umwelt #boden #idee #recycle #zeulenroda #entdeckt #tipp #cool (hier: Liike_sport) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmzFjRat-mD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lilie-stuffs]

Plagiat.

Certain-es ont certainement vu passer le message posté concernant le plagiat donc j'ai été accusé sous ce compte pour les avatars de jeffrey dean morgan faits sur mon tumblr @boite-a-idees. Les avatars seront supprimés sous peu. Comme je n'ai rien à cacher, je vais c/c ma réponse à reyes. Et parce que je ne suis pas du genre à prendre les gens pour des cons et à être irrespectueuse. ----- Salut. Je rentre de chez moi après une bonne journée de merde et je vois que tu m'affiches sur tumblr. Alors en tout franchement, je suis navrée. Tout ce que je pourrais dire ne sera clairement pas suffisant pour apaiser ta colère et ton impression de plagiat et je n'ai vraiment pas la force psychologique pour ça. Tu vois ça comme du plagiat ? Ma foi, je vais supprimer mes avatars si ça peut te soulager. Mais, en toute franchise, je ne me crois même pas être abonnée à ton tumblr ou avoir vu tes avatars concernés par le passé. C'est possible, j'en sais rien. Donc ben écoute, navrée. Vraiment, j'ai pas la force psychologique pour me battre. J'vais aller gérer la crise d'angoisse que ça vient de me procurer et supprimer les avatars, poster un méa culpa si tu veux. Saches que je suis tout sauf une mauvaise personne ou une tricheuse ou quoi que ce soit. Je n'aime absolument pas tirer la couverture sur moi. Je n'ai absolument pas confiance en ce que je fais. Et le plagiat, c'est vraiment pas un truc que j'aime et que je tolère de base. Donc tout mes excuses pour ce que ça a pu engendrer chez toi. -----

Alors navrée, pour ce que ça a provoqué chez disaste(r)eyes @badandbreakfast-designs ... je ne sais pas, ou plus, si j'ai un jour vu les avatars concernés. C'est possible. En toute franchise je n'en sais rien. Je pense être cependant une personne suffisamment honnête et cool pour qu'on vienne me voir en mp m'afficher comme ça. La colère est certainement légitime, car toutes les émotions le sont. Mais il y a l'art et la manière de faire et dire les choses. Donc encore une fois, toutes mes excuses si c'est passé pour du plagiat. Ce n'était ni le cas, ni ma volonté. Mais croiront ce qui le veulent, ou pas. Sincèrement ... chacun est juge. Je pense cependant avoir assez d'imagination pour ne pas avoir à pomper sur les autres et ceux qui me connaissent savent que je n'aurais JAMAIS pu pomper et l'afficher fièrement en me disant "dans l'doute ça peut passer". C'est vraiment pas mon genre. Donc, encore une fois, je réitère mes excuses. Lilie.

[bejeweldskeleton]

Some Thoughts on Haunting and Futurity (Gordon, 2011); Singing in the Rain (Kelly & Donen, 1952); The Mad Genius (Curtiz, 1931); What's the Matter with Helen? (Harrington, 1971); Pulp Fiction (Tarantino, 1994); Shadow of the Vampire (Merhige, 2000); Brand New Cherry Flavor (Antosca & Zion, 2020); Scream 3 (Craven, 2000)

Fake Movie Stills: Stage 97

Los Angeles, 1977. Former child star Maxine St. John is ready to hack her way back into the Hollywood machine — fully sober and on nobody's terms but her own. Starting as a runner on the new Edie Selkirk biopic might just be her final opportunity. But when strange things begin to happen on set, Maxine and her group of misfits decide to investigate. Corrupted film, figures in the night and a starlet scared half to death. Is it sabotage? Or are the rumors of a Selkirk family curse true after all? Well. Doesn't matter. Nobody is going to fuck this up for Maxine.

So, Leute, willkommen im Infodump zu Stage 97. Als ich die edits gemacht habe, habe ich mir gedacht, dass sie eigentlich zu nice und ✨aesthetique✨ aussehen, um nicht für sich selbst stehend hochgeladen zu werden. Wie praktisch, dass es die read-more-Funktion gibt. 😌

Aaaaber ja. @Bonnie Eldritch hat sich unter meinem letzten Stage 97-Post von vor Ewigkeiten mal mehr Infos gewünscht und da ich seitdem auch tatsächlich mehr greifbaren Fortschritt bei der Planung gemacht habe, wollte ich hier etwas zu teilen :D 

Plot

Habe ich schon einmal gesagt, dass Stage 97 von dem Gedanken inspiriert war, wie cool eine Scooby Doo-hafte MMFF wäre, in denen eine Gruppe von Amateurdetektiven an einem retro Filmset herumschnüffeln? xD Von dem dieser doch recht campy und wholesome ersten Idee hat sich die Story dann doch schnell weg entwickelt, weil ich es scheinbar nicht lassen kann, hauntedness einzubauen😔 Spaß beiseite xD Im Kern geht es immer noch darum, dass eine Gruppe von Leuten sich angesichts zunehmender unerklärlicher Ereignisse am Set dafür entscheidet, nach dem Rechten zu schauen und herauszufinden, wtf jetzt nun los ist. Nicht zuletzt, da dieser Film für die meisten der Charakterrollen eine letzte Chance auf verschiedene Arten und Weisen darstellen soll. Der große Durchbruch, ein Comeback wie bei Maxine etc.  Momentan ist die Story daher eher plot-fokussiert angesetzt; es geht darum, das Mysterium der Stage 97 zu lüften und die Horrorelemente sind das Medium, in dem das alles geschieht. Große Auseinandersetzungen mit der Identität der Charaktere, so wie es bei Witch Valley der Fall ist, wird es hier nicht geben. Aber das soll nicht heißen, dass die Charakterdynamiken total egal sein werden lol Ich finde, dass man auch bei plot heavy Geschichten immer noch sehr viel Spaß mit dem Hin und Her zwischen den Charakteren haben kann und der vibe der Gruppe damit ebenfalls zentral ist😌 Eigentlich gerade für Mystery und Amateur-Detektive, wenn ich so darüber nachdenke 🤔 Man bekommt ja nichts auf die Reihe, wenn man die ganze Zeit am zoffen ist und dann kriegt dich das Gespenst lol 

Setting

Die Story ist in den späten 70ern, konkret 1977 angesetzt. Ursprünglich wollte ich ein bisschen mehr in der Mitte des Jahrzehnts bleiben, aber die gesamte Story-Timeline ist etwas breiter angesetzt, nicht zuletzt wegen Maxines Kinderschauspiel-Zeit während den 50ern, sodass ich schlussendlich bei 1977 angekommen bin. Warum generell die 70er? Ich wollte ein zeitliches Setting, das noch eine gewisse Wildheit und Unreguliertheit im Kontext Film/Kultur mit sich bringt. Es sollte wirklich glamourös und gleichzeitig grimey und shady sein. Dieses Miteinander von Extremen des Jahrzehnts finde ich spannend und wie sich das in den Persönlichkeiten der darin lebenden Menschen widerspiegelt. Filmindustrie lädt irgendwo ja schon dazu ein, viele whacky Persönlichkeiten an einem Ort zu haben xD  Bis in die 60er war mir die Selbstpräsentation Hollywoods zu polished. Über die 80er-Nostalgie der letzten Jahre in pop culture bin ich sehr hinweg tbh. Die 90er wären wieder nice gewesen, aber da ich WV schon in der Zeit habe, wollte ich was anderes. Und alles danach würde mit der Timeline nicht hinhauen lol 

Charaktere

Im anderen Post habe ich schon einmal von Rollen gesprochen oder zumindest meine ich das. Da Stage 97 so plot-fokussiert ist, habe ich natürlich schon eine Vorstellung davon, welche Story Beats ich brauche, um an ein spezifisches Ende zu gelangen. Deshalb würde ich nach Charakteren suchen, die bestimmte Funktionen im Plot erfüllen können, sodass alle wirklich essentiell relevant für die Geschichte sind und niemand bis zum Ende einfach nur vibed. Außerdem kann ich die Entwicklung der Geschichte so für mich besser planen und möglichst zielsicher halten. Mich nicht zu sehr von etlichen Nebenplots ablenken lassen. Denn ein bisschen eigene Motivationen sollen eure OCs ja schon mitbringen dürfen, auch wenns nicht in die Tiefe behandelt wird lol  Momentan habe ich so 3-4 offene Rollenkonzepte vor Augen, auf die man sich bewerben könnte. Aber um eins jetzt schon klarzustellen: das wären wirklich nur funktionelle Vorgaben und nichts in Bezug auf Hintergrund/Persönlichkeit/Aussehen/Familie/Beziehung zu anderen OCs. Da will ich euch wirklich den Freiraum lassen, eure eigene Interpretation meines prompts zu entwickeln und nicht ein Konzept vorgeben, wo man als Eigenleistung quasi noch Name und FC draufhaut lol  Das einzig andere Wichtige wäre, dass alle OCs zur Filmcrew gehören, da ich ungern eine Außensicht einbauen würde. Momentan würde ich die Gruppe gerne eng interagieren lassen und idk ein LAPD cop Charakter oder so lol wäre mir da zu separat.  Und ah, wo das letztens so ein großes Thema hier war xD Die Charaktere können gerne älter sein lol Maxine selbst ist auf 33 angesetzt, was NICHT alt ist, I know xD Eure Charaktere könnten im Grunde alles bis hin zu kurz vor Rente sein :D Aber ich habe so ein Spektrum von idk Mittzwanziger bis Endfünfziger vor Augen? Noch keine besonderen Gründe dafür. Vielleicht nur, dass ich Bock auf entwickelte Frontallappen habe😔

Romance

Es wäre keine Pair- Geschichte, aber da ich der Meinung bin, dass zu den wundervollen Charakterdynamiken, die ich ja so liebe lol, auch Romance gehört, kann man gerne love stories einbauen. “Love stories” natürlich im weitesten Sinne genutzt xD Freaky shizzle ist gern gesehen, solange es interessant ist. As a wise woman once said: Baby, put your hands up, be a freak in the club😌 Hier weiß ich aber tatsächlich noch nicht, wie ich die Auswahl/Zuteilung angehen soll. Ob ich selbst Matchmaker spielen soll, nachdem OCs angenommen wurden, ob ihr selbst Vorschläge machen könnt oder mit jemandem vorher etwas abmacht idk idk, schwierig alles🤔 Ich würde am Ende nur ungern mit 4+ zusätzlichen NCs dastehen, weil alle sich externe Partner*innen ausgedacht haben lol

[the-doodo]

Paulas Charaktere

Hallöchen!

Auf der Suche nach Themen für Götterfunke (stay tuned) bin ich auf einige andere, sehr coole Designs gestolpert. Das brachte mich auf die Idee, dass ich eine Übersicht aller MMFF Charaktere mache, oder zumindest fast alle. Ihr findet dort:

angenommene Charaktere (ACCEPTED)

abgelehnte Charaktere (REJECTED)

Charaktere, die leider nicht rechtzeitig fertig geworden sind (INCOMPLETE)

Charaktere, dessen Geschichte noch vor der Entscheidung abgebrochen wurde (CANCELLED)

Charakterideen für zukünftige MMFFs (CONCEPT)

Die Themen wurde von mir etwas angepasst, sind aber einmal hier (Übersicht) und hier (Individual) zu finden.

Edit: Ganz vergessen, zur Seite kommt ihr, wenn ihr oben auf dem Titel Paulas Charaktere klickt 🖖

[deutsche-bahn]

Ich mache dich dafür verantwortlich, dass ich nächstes Jahr zu meinem ersten Larp gehe. Was zur Hölle, ich wurde infiziert

*points and laughs*

Sehr cool. Währenddessen spiele ich mit der Idee, mal eine Taverne im mittelalterlichen Wachturm meiner Tante zu organisieren. Sie ist... erstaunlich on board für den Vorschlag. Ich wüsste nur nicht ob ich sie auf die Larper vorbereiten muss, oder die Larper auf sie.

[annichaos95]

Ich habe gestern so ein Panini- Stickerheft zur EM gesehen und kam auf folgende Idee:

Ein Stickerheft zu jeder Staffel Schloss Einstein, mit allen Charakteren, Orten, den wichtigsten Szenen der Staffel.

Stellt euch mal vor sowas hätte es schon ab Staffel 1 gegeben! Das wäre jetzt wahrscheinlich krass viel wert!

Und dann wäre für S27 wahrscheinlich die Nolin Kussszene auf so nem Doppelsticker und super schwer zu kriegen.

Das wäre so verdammt cool, aber ich wahrscheinlich sehr arm!

[ilredeiladri]

Okay, aufgehorcht und mitgemacht:

Ich hab grade rausgefunden, dass man bei Funk Formatideen einreichen kann: https://www.funk.net/formatidee 🤯

Ich würde mich mal dahinter klemmen, die Spin-off-Idee dafür aufzubereiten. Da steht zwar, dass sie aktuell alle Budgets verplant haben, aber nicht, dass man nichts einreichen soll, also ist es wohl einen Versuch wert 🤷

Meine Grundidee wäre, dass man die Gruppe um Colin, Noah, Joel, Julia und Ava bei ihrem Leben in Köln begleitet, zu dem Zeitpunkt, wo Colin und Julia gerade ihr Abi gemacht haben und ins Mathestudium (Colin) bzw Praktika und Vorbereitung für Vorsprechen (Julia) starten. Joel, Ava und Noah stecken im Abschlussjahr an der Schule.

Zwei Sachen dazu:

- Wenn ihr Ideen habt, welche Stories ihr mit den Fünfen gerne sehen würdet, schreibt sie mir gerne! Auch, wenn ihr Vorstellungen davon habt, wie sie in diesem Lebensabschnitt so drauf sind, wie ihre Wohnsituation ist (WG? Alle schlafen bei Julia auf der Couch?), wofür sie sich interessieren, was sie so neben der Schule/Uni noch machen - alles her damit! Ich schau, was ich mit reinverwursteln kann, außerdem hilft es, abzuschätzen, wie lang diese Serie ungefähr werden soll :)

- Teamwork makes the dream work! Ich freue mich natürlich sehr, wenn Leute mein Geschriebenes probelesen oder sich anderweitig einbringen möchten. Besonders, wenn ihr irgendwelche Qualifikationen im Bereich Film/Serie/Onlineformate/o.ä. habt, wär es super hilfreich, wenn ihr Teil des Teams werdet. Die wünschen sich n��mlich bei fiktionalen Einreichungen einen künstlerischen Lebenslauf der Leute, die das machen wollen. Ich arbeite im Kulturbereich, hab schon Regie geführt und Theaterstücke bearbeitet und geschrieben (allerdings nur im Amateurbereich) - ein kleines bisschen was kann ich da also reinschreiben, aber so richtig beeindruckend ist das noch nicht. Also schmeißt eure Kompetenzen in den Ring! (Außerdem @mikkim22 falls du wirklich Lust auf das Spin-Off hast, wär's natürlich super cool, wenn wir das bei der Einreichung direkt mit erwähnen könnten? Aber falls du die Idee lieber in der Welt der lustigen Jokes aus dem bekloppten Tumblr SE Fandoms lassen möchtest oder von den anderen Vieren mitbekommst, dass sie das sowieso nicht mitmachen würden, please stop me? Ansonsten würde ich das nämlich tatsächlich versuchen, ernsthaft zu verfolgen 🙃)

[ilovefoodandslasherswithmasks]

So I had an idee for a cute Eddie x reader ff, and I had to write it, so I'm sorry the requests haven't really been doing it for me. But I promise I'll do my best to write and post those next♡ I just really, really needed to write this. This will also be a series in the future. Less likely to be spicy I think I'll keep this one wholesome 🦦

Reader is described as feminine. But if you want just imagine something different, like different clothes etc. Ummm basically strangers to friends to enemies to friends.

Y/n used a few times and will be used in the next parts as well.

More to come. There's some slight angst but mostly it's quite cute. Also some inappropriate thinking and actions of side characters. But nothing to triggering.

Lab Partners.

Experiment: crush or love?

Coming to Hawkins was weird.

You weren't only a very unique person, but your style differed from most people.

Not only that, you weren't a rude person, not a popular girl or smth like that.

Both nice or rude when you thought was fitting, first approach was always nice and gentle. If someone didn't deserve it you made all hell break lose.

Walking into high school was weird.

Glances from the shadows, the quiet kids hoping you'd be taking their place as a punching bag.

Jocks and other group of guys, showing zero shame checking you out.

Wearing a low waist pair of jeans, a slightly cropped, long sleeve shirt. Your hair styled the way you enjoyed. Not the type to go for those trends like the perm.

Walking past a group of metal heads who punched eachothers arms when you smilled gently. Typical honestly. Cute but basic.

Making your way to the head teachers office, who by the way, was a friend of your parents, much to your dismay cause he'd give you 'special attention' for the next year.

Huffing in exhaustion when you left his office with your schedule, locker number and all the shit you needed to survive around here.

"Old freak.." you mumbled as you looked for your locker.

Lost. Honestly so lost. How could a locker be so hard to find? Yeah well apparently these lockers had no numbers on them.

"Greattt" you say staring at the lockers on the wall.

"Where the hell is number 69....seriously he gave me 69? Out of all the lockers he gives me the one locker that will give me more unwanted attention?" You grumble as you walk down the hall, decided to leave the locker for later and to try to find your first class. Fucking science...

A groan left you when you walked straight into the wrong hallway.

"Oh come on!" You loudly exclaim turning to walk the other way to come face to face with some curly headed guy. Shit was he hot?

"Uhm....you new huh?" He asked. Did his voice have a rasp?

"Uh yeah can't find science class....or my locker..or the girls toilets to escape through the window." You say. Soon feeling embarrassed about the words you let out. You could've flirted but noooo.

"Mh well I'm headed for science....maybe I can help you with the locker problem..but the girls- well the toilets Don't got windows..so your great escape won't happen" he said playing with a strand of hair, his arms slightly folded over his chest as he stared and started to tug at his bottom lip after dropping the hair....gosh..

"Thanks" you say as he walks ahead. You follow silently. Seriously you couldn't get the guts you usually had to ask him questions? Not even his name.

You sigh as you step into the class he found a seat as did you, seated at the free tables. Next to you was an empty chair. Which would probably stay empty.

You could hear the whispers and whistles when you sat down. The teacher came in, a women. Cool.

"Hello Class I'm Miss Newcas. I'm your science teacher for the year. First I'd like to ask you all to find a lab partner for today's lesson!"

Great, great fucking great. You probably won't find a lab mate. All people started to bustle around. You thought no one would wanna sit with you the way they seemed to do with the cute guy...but the jocks started to shove eachother trying to get the seat next to you. Right. See how easy the new girl is and who gets her first. Great.

At that thought you grab your bag and books and make your way to the curly heads table, casually sitting down next to him the entire class falling silent.

You could feel him stare at you as you placed your books down, zipping your bag up to grab your pencil case.

You sat back up straight, turning to him finally smiling brightly.

"Ohh right the names Y/n" with a gentle smile and a little tug of hair behind your ear he introduced himself back faintly and quietly.

"Eddie.."

"Mh nice to get to be your lab partner today Eddie"

A few hushed whispers about how being around him would be your doom reached your ears but you didn't care.

Miss Newcas was busy writing something down.

"Okay, so I know some of you didn't get to partner with who you wanted to. And I lied. Your Lab mate will stay your lab mate for the rest of the year. And before you try to change seats or something I'll have you know I wrote down your names and who you're seated with..oh new girl I need your name."

She said gently, she was sweet but you just knew she could be a pain. Or so, the rest of the students here,felt that way about her.

"It's Y/n" you almost grew anxious when a guy moaned your name. Obviously the people here, well the boys, were the same as in every school.

"Okay. Nice to meet you! I hope you find yourself to enjoy coming to school here."

"Thanks." Not wanting to engage to much with her knowing it would make you the teachers pet right away. First day, no need for that.

When Miss Newcas vanished for a second you felt a gentle nudge from your lab mate.

"You really shouldn't be my lab Partner..trust me, no good comes from it"

"Why?"

"I'm not called Eddie the freak for nothing."

"Ohhh so people like to pick on you? Okay so what does that have to do with me wanting to be your lab partner? You've been nice to me right away."

"That's not-"

"Hey Y/n!" One of the jocks called from the back.

"If you want a good time The Freak ain't the one to go to!" You smiled sweetly at him as you turn to look at the guy.

"Oh yeah? I'm already having a better time talking to him than I do with you after just one sentence. I feel rather disgusted by your voice!" You say all cheery which gains a lot of surprised gasps and also some giggles from the rest of the class. It wasn't usual for someone to stand up or straight up reject and humble one of the popular people.

"Frankly 'the freak' turns out to be nicer than you even though I only talked so little to him.

I suppose you really are who you hang out with"

With that you turn back to Eddie, about to ask him more about him but a metal plate with a frog is placed infront of you. Which makes you tense..you thought this shit was only for the younger kids to do?

"So today you'll be dissecting a frog and then you and your lab partner will write down the words on the lines. Like where's the heart and all. We're gonna do this so I see what level you're on."

You take a deep breath as you started to bounce your right leg. Nervous, the teacher started to hand out the scalpels. One per table..and she gave it to you.

"The person I handed the scalpel to has to be the one to open the frog. The other one then gets to find the organs and say where each is. The one who cut the frog will write down the words on the lines. "

Your hand tremble as you looked at the frog, you're not made for this shit! You didn't care about gore in movies..but this shit. Nuh uh.

"You okay?" Eddie asked gently looking at you playing with the pick around his neck.

"Yeah..just this goes against what I believe in-"

"What?"

"I'm sorry that was a lie I'm just..I can't do this"

You could hear the teacher say the directions on how to place the scalpel and how deep to cut. Also told a lot of students to use the gloves that she handed out for a reason.

You placed the scalpel down grabbing the gloves and pulling them on. Stretching your fingers before picking up the blade again. Breathing coming to a stop as you held it over the frog.

"I can't...fuck.."

You flinch when his right hand wraps itself around yours. Your head whips to look at Eddie who gently looks at you.

"Close your eyes..keep them closed till I tell you to open them" usually you found it hard to trust but for some reason, you trusted this stranger. You imidiatly closed your eyes, turning your head slightly. A jolt of disgust coursing through you when you felt the skin first create a feeling of a certain resistance making it awfully aware that the blade was pushing into skin, a surface keeping it away from the guts before it suddenly penetrated the frog. Pushing in and slicing down. Shit was it off putting.

"Okay" he gently said letting go of your hand when he placed it back on the table.

You drop the scalpel onto the plate, taking off the gloves, wiping the sweat on your jeans before you grab the pencil and just stare at the paper.

"Okay so um, line one is the lungs..line two the heart" scribbling down what he said not even glancing at the frog. Glad Eddie didn't mind it. He even went and covered the frog with paper towels after the paper had all the required words on the right lines.

Surprised to know that all the words found the right lines. I mean no offense you expected him not to get them all right.

When the bell finally rang you grabbed your stuff, Eddie waited.

"You don't need to wait for me"

"Need to show you your locker sweets"

"Right!"

Sweets...the hell did that make you feel your heart throb. Surely, he was attractive but you wouldn't start crushing..right?

He leads you to your locker after the snort he let out when you gave him the number.

Which had you call him childish. But really it made it a bit more bearable to be new here. A first friend, on the first day.

Just as he was bout to 'leave you to it' you couldn't help yourself.

"Hey um..would you like to go see a movie this weekend? Like uh as a thanks for whatever that was"

"Oh, nah don't worry you don't got to thank me"

Ouch, you felt your smile drop slightly, this felt a lot like imidiate rejection.

"Oh okay..well I'll see you around then" smiling a little brighter again before turning to head to English class. You were just grateful he explained how to find your way around school. You couldn't possibly manage the awkward silence of him leading you to class after he shut you down.

When Eddie realized how that must have sounded like he turned to call after you but you had already vanished down the hall.

"Way to screw things over with a cute girl.." he mumbled before finding his own class.

The rest of the day was fine. Turns out both you and Eddie had history together as well as ethics. Which was nice. Also a bit weird because you tried to avoid him which made those classes a bit uncomfortable.

Let's just say you got to know new people, you befriended a girl named Chrissy, who first you were scared might be mean given she's a cheerleader. But you found yourself to be wrong after she stood up for you to one of the other cheerleaders.

One thing leed to another. Here you were conversing with the popular kids. Hanging with Chrissy and her boyfriend and friends in lunch, totally not fitting in but also quiet at peace at the table with them.

Well before Eddie said something over the entire cafeteria that stuck to you.

"Or the popular guys, betting who gets to screw the new girl first!"

You didn't expect that from him..I mean yeah you kinda ignored him outside of classes and found a new crowd..but that really hurt.

The moment those words echoed over the cafeteria you tensed, Jason screamed back telling him to fuck off. But you just got up and walked out of the cafeteria, Chrissy called after you but you really couldn't care right now.

The week finally ended and the weekend started, Chrissy called you up asking you to come to the mall with her which you gladly accepted. You needed some therapy shopping.

Surprised when she told you she didn't want to go with any of her other friends because they seemed judging even around her. The entire 8 hours the both of you spent laughing and whispering about boys,went by fast. She learned you thought Eddie was cute, but that you grew sad when he called that thing the other day.

Which turns out she was also surprised by saying that wasn't his style.

The day ended with the both of you getting ice cream before she dropped you off at home. Now another day till Monday.

Till science class..till Eddie Munson.

Trying to push away the feeling of betrayal as you wash the new clothes. And put away the new cds.

You ended up doing your homework, your window open as Mötley Crüe blasted through your room. (As you noticed. I like this band lmao, so now, you do too)

You hung up the new clothes to dry a few hours later. Grabbing the new, red dress that was thigh long, and had an extra layer of mesh on top that had light lacy like details. It was pretty. It also looked great on you, Chrissy loudly swooned when you left the changing room to show it to her. Honestly it made you blush. You weren't particularly used to supportive friends.

You found sleep harder than usual. When the morning showed through your blinds you found yourself wanting to call Chrissy and to hang out. But you also didn't want to seem clingy so you set your phone back down. Hours later she actually called first asking to get some cafe cause she had a bad fight with her mother.

You obviously didn't say no, so now you both sat in a cute and cozy Café talking about what happened. Chrissy kept apologizing for bothering you but you insisted you were happy she trusted you with it.

When you returned home from the hours of talking and the last conversation about you both not knowing what to wear to school which resulted in her insisting for you to wear your new dress and that she'd wear the green one that she got.

Not really matching but she wanted you to shine when you encountered Eddie in class tomorrow. Just for the reason of 'showing him you didn't care'.

Monday came way faster, the night you basically passed out after drinking lavender tea.

So the morning showed up to make you anxious. Mostly because you didn't want him to think you dropped him for the popular kids. But then again you were to proud and hurt to talk to him. And you probably wouldn't talk to him in class too.

You got ready and slipped on the dress adding some fitting sneakers to it to keep it from looking to chic.

The bus ride to school was alright, less students than usual, your headphones on as the sun burned against your skin already.

Today would be warm.

When you made it to your locker, pushing past the crowd. Which seemed to have gotten more since last week.

Ignoring the way some boys barked compliments after you as you headed to science. You honestly wanted only one guys compliments..and it made you feel more pathetic that you still cared what he thought. Well he made it clear what he thought. So when you made it to class. Walking through the door to see the table empty you let out the air that got stuck in your chest. Sitting down grabbing your pencil, doodling in your text book before you heard someone stumble into the chair next to you, glancing over he stood next to you awkwardly holding the chair keeping it from crashing onto the ground. You roll your eyes, mostly unwillingly before you turn your head away. Staring out the window, twirling your pen in your fingers, you could feel him stare and hear him clear his throat, you also hear him sigh when he didn't get your attention.

Eddie felt bad for what he barked over the cafeteria, at the same time he was to proud to apologize. He also felt like he got replaced by the other people way to fast.

He didn't know you actually looked forward to science till he did that.

Miss Newcas walked in pushing the projector before she looked over the class. She noticed the 'weird behavior' between the two of you and she honestly didn't know why she felt upset. You seemed to be a good influence on Eddie, she didn't remember the last time he actually cared about his lab partner. So she decided to chance the entire lesson.

"Okay so...today you'll get to know your lab mate. It seems some people here don't seem to fond of eachother. Maybe that'll change when you get to know one another and see the other as more human. I want you to write 10 likes and dislikes on a paper. I'll check if you did it. Then I want you to keep the paper for the rest of the year so you and your lab mate actually get along for the time."

Seriously? Today of all days? The sigh you released ended up louder and sounding more annoyed than you had planed. You shifted in your seat looking at him to see him already staring at you. Tapping his pen against the sheet of paper he seemed to think.

"You ask me first" is all you say before he sits up straighter. Starting to ask you stuff like your favorite color. Hobbies etc.

He felt more than happy hearing you enjoyed Mötley Crües music, he started to believe maybe he could fix this.

Before it was your turn to ask questions.

You asked him 9 questions. The same he asked you. It was going well or so he thought because the last question you asked left him in slight disbelief.

"Do you usually humiliate people you don't know infront of the entire school? Oh wait let me word it differently. Do you enjoy humiliating people you don't know infront of the entire school, and do you enjoy hurting their feelings with that?"

Let's say you grew tired of the bullshit. And the petty side of you might have gotten the upper hand there. But honestly? He didn't deserve better.

"No....I don't.. listen Y/n-"

"Done. No more questions, stop talking to me." Is all you hiss back slamming your pen down before turning back to look out the window.

He really screwed up. But you chose them over him? So what gave you the right to be upset about this? Okay well he knew he over did it with that comment but he didn't know better. Eddie felt hurt, he thought you'd end up good friends...maybe more. Just for you to talk less to him in class and more with your new friends. You both already didn't talk a lot outside of that one science class last week, the rest of the week were small conversations and awkward word exchanges. First you sat alone in the cafeteria, Eddie was going to ask you to sit with them but the next day after you and Chrissy talked in history he found you at the popular table. Abandoned is what he felt like, like you didn't care and replaced him so easily. Not sure why he wanted to be mean to you, he liked you more than he liked to admit and you leaving the cafeteria the way you did after he called that out. The guilt he felt then, he never felt before. He never cared about calling people out, but he also knew that was way to uncalled for.

When the bell rang you grabbed your things and were about to leave, the both of you ended up being the last ones to leave.

"Y/n please just hear me out!"

Trying to walk past him before he gently grabbed you by the waist pulling you back, pushing you to sit down in a seat that was right behind you.

"God please stop ignoring me...I get it okay! I never should have said that...just I was upset you replaced me"

You scoff, you planed to forgive him if he said sorry but he didn't manage to do that.

"Oh so you humiliated me because you felt replaced? How childish is that! What kind of excuse is that?! You could've talked to me about it but decided to make me look like an idiot and not only that you made my new friends look like bad people-"

"Because they are!" He says, his voice slightly raised as he sounded more upset.

"It's not your problem if they make a bet on who fucks me first! IT'S NOT YOUR PROBLEM IF I LET ONE OF THEN WIN OR NOT, TOO"

You never planed to let one of those guys hook up with you, but you felt hurt and upset and it also seemed like it would punish him if you actually did let one of them get you under the sheets.

The surprise gasp you let out when he trapped you between the table and his body sounded more like a strangled whine. He glared down at you and you could feel your breath catch in your throat. The twinkle in your eyes as you looked up at him, the way your eyes searched his face. He felt the way his heart picked up in speed. He felt the way he wanted to kiss you, let you see why he felt upset about the thought that one of those assholes actually got to you.

"Don't say shit like that....listen what I called across the cafeteria, they do that. They do that do all the new girls...I was trying to look out for you..okay I might have done it the wrong way...but I promise I didn't mean to hurt you with it"

"Oh yeah?" The mock in your voice felt more like a slap to his cheek then a nudge.

"So instead of telling me to be careful alone you had to bark it out to the entire school? You know that doesn't make them look bad but it makes me look like I'm easy"

"I didn't mean to-"

"Well you did thou!"

You almost found it attractive when he sighed and pushed his hair out of his face. Eyebrows knitted slightly before he closed his eyes taking a deep breath in.

Your eyes fell to his lips before he opened his eyes again. He was going to speak up before he saw the way you stared down. Not at his eyes but his lips. He licked them, he didn't want to, it just happened. It felt like his instincts took over.

"Im sorry okay? I never wanted you to feel that way, honest!"

Sighing, pushing away your thought's your eyes found his again, his looked different that before. Still the same but still slightly different.

"I didn't replace you. I was looking forward to science class till you did that.."

"Right....I screwed it"

"You did"

Awkward silence filled the whole classroom and ended up with him pulling away standing infront of you.

"So like...are we good?" You almost giggled at the way he looked like a small puppy.

"Yeah I suppose. Unless you pull that shit again!"

"I won't. I promise"

"Right can I get your number?" He asked after a few seconds. Which made you feel butterflies flutter.

"Why? You wanna call me when you miss my voice?" You planed to tease him but when he flirted back it slammed a deep blush across your face.

"Who knows. Maybe I'll need to hear your voice when I'm feeling especially frustrated and pent up"

"I-"

You huff grabbing a pen and rip a piece of paper off your textbook writing your number down pushing it against his chest before rushing out the classroom.

The rest of the day had you more than embarrassed, you told Chrissy in maths what had happened. And before lunch he stood behind you while you put your things away. Scaring you when you turned around to see him right there.

"Jeez Eddie! Scared me half to death!"

"Sorry, sorry....um do you want to sit with me and my friends in lunch?"

"Oh yeah but I should let Chrissy know I won't eat with her today.."

"Right..."

"Hey I promise I'll sit with you okay?"

He just nodded.

"Catch you in the cafeteria then?"

"Yeah see you there."

You basically sprint down the hallway to Chrissys locker, her telling Jason to head off first when she saw you.

"He asked me to sit at his table"

"Well you have to!"

"I know. But what if his friends don't like me? Or like if they judge me and think I'm just a popular girl looking for nothing but popularity or that I'm fake?"

"You're the least fake person I know. And I know a lot of people, you're so sincere. They'll see it too."

"Okay..yeah"

"Go get em!"

You hug her before you walk to the cafeteria. In the cafeteria line you see Eddie at his table already the entire table seemed full. Where would you sit?

You take the food from the women before you head to the table standing next to Eddie as he looks up at you smiling brightly. His gaze drifting to Mike and Dustin. The entire row moved down a seat. Making space for you to the right of Eddie. He gestures for you to sit down his eyes glistening as he stared at you, he noticed the dress this morning and in the hall the entire day. But you looked so beautiful.

"I could have taken a seat down the row...you didn't have to move" you gently tell the boys that sat down the table. They shake their head telling you they didn't mind.

"So."

Eddie started.

"What made you wear a dress today? You didn't wear a dress last week."

"Um well, breaking news, I can wear a dress even when I rarely wear dresses" you say, almost like you were making fun of him.

"Yeah...well you look good in it. You should wear dresses or skirts more..."

The faint blush that covered both of your faces didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the table.

"Sooo...who is the new girl. Didn't she sit with the popular folk last week? She doesn't belong here" said a guy with shorter curly hair. Man he really didn't sound happy to have you here and the glare he send your way just proved it.

"Shut it Gareth! This is Y/n, believe it or not she's nice, hanging out with popular people didn't rot her yet"

"Rude" you hiss at him letting him know he shouldn't talk like that about your friends. Honestly mostly because of Chrissy.

"They can be nice, well...some of them."

"Yeah like Chrissy and....yeha right only Chrissy, isn't that right Y/n?" Asked the guy next to you, he had a dorky smile, his curls short and almost in a shag. He had braces.

"Can it Dustin. Anyways Y/n is my friend she's pretty and sweet. You all better be nice or DND today won't be good for any of you"

This earns a few frustrated huffs and irritated groans but they decide it's best to do as Eddie says. The rest of lunch they're actually all talking to you, even Gareth started to enjoy having you around. Eddie threw in comments here and there but he was busy staring at you. When Dustin shoved Mike , he almost fell off the chair caused you to start laughing. They started to basically fight eachother right there and then. It was entertaining. When you looked at Eddie to see if he was laughing like the rest of the table your breath catched in your throat. He was staring at you.

Like you weren't stupid, you know that kind of stare.

Longing, adoration...basically just a crush stare.

Your smile dropped slightly as you blushed before he leaned closer looking directly at your face.

"You got a pretty darn cute smile"

"Thanks..."

[keravnous]

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Die Drei Fragezeichen - Erbe des Drachen Film rant/live posting weil ich soo viele thoughts habe

- Peter ist so obviously n rich kid und ich bin obsessed damit

- Henry Shaw ist der absent parent tm und das find ich so maximal passend, aber er ist trotzdem son Spinner; zu nix hingehen, ständig Vorwürfe machen, Peter nicht ernstnehmen aber der beste Freund vom Sohnemann sein wollen, ich muss so los (die Dynamik war hands down eine der besten Sachen)

- Rocky Beach sieht so mega schön aus omg, ich wünschte es wär real; da n Käffchen trinken und dann an die Promenade oh man ey

- Zentrale auch ne Beauty

- Bob hat einfach n passendes Buch AUSGELIEHEN UND INS HANDGEPÄCK GEPACKT, peak adhd

- Justus in double denim ist so on brand

- ACH, MARK WASCHKE IST HENRY SHAW OMG

- Bob wtf?? "Wahrscheinlich der neueste Hit aus Rumänien" ok sorry, du america-supremacy musikexperte (aber arroganz on brand ja)

- ENDLICH pocs gecasted

- die Jungs sind no cap richtig schlecht im Befragen

- allerechter Stein der Weisen-Moment, auf der Flucht durch ne Tür gehen und was cooles entdecken

- ratzt die Alte da einfach, nachdem sich minutenlang Teenager lautstark in ihrem Zimmer unterhalten haben (grade rausgefunden, sie ist sediert, hab nix gesagt)

- "Und morgen? Ein Poltergeist oder ne Toteninsel?" Oh cmon

- Bettbezüge passen zu den Fragezeichenfarben

- Hank ist so fucking cool man

- Shaw und das Oszillieren zwischen Hilfe der Vampirzombie und Ermittlungsverweigerung

- Warum ist Peter denn son Arschloch omg

- breaking and entering

- GEHEIMGANG!!

- Peter hat nicht Den schnapp ich mir gesagt :((

- Die Erwachsenen reagieren genau so wie sie auf die Detektivarbeit reagieren sollten: verwirrt und beschämt

- Henry Shaw ist trotzdem n Arsch, jetzt weiß ich warum Peter so drauf ist wie er drauf ist

- WARUM STREITEN DIE JUNGS DENN, HÖRT DOCH AUF EY

- zeigt aber schön, wie das ganze Detektivding für Justus mehr ist als nurn Hobby, hat auch was mit found family zu tun

- Bob die arme Sau

- der Soundtrack passt sooo zum Die Drei ??? Vibe

- Justus ist so mega smart und n geborenes Heistgenie (beweist nur wieder mal, dass alle sich glücklich schätzen können, dass er zu "den Guten" gehört lol)

- PETER WARUM BIST DU SO MAN, wo ist mein softest of all boys und wer ist dieser highschool bully

- NOCH EIN GEHEIMGANG!!

- Exhumierung???

- lamer reveal (aber isn kinderfilm also is ok)

- Hä der Butler

- wasn jetzt los

- ja rumänisch müsste man können

- die streichhölzer omg

- der film war irgendwie ziemlich peter-centered, auch so von der narrative her durch seinen dad und so und ich finds confusing af

- der konflikt zwischen den jungs war mega useless; die idee ist spannend und auch eigentlich cool aber badly executed (aber fürn kinderfilm ganz gut, denke ich? Idk)

- DER OCEAN CON PLAKAT-HINT GANZ AM ANFANG

- ooooh VISITENKARTE

- nicht mark foster