#dancing dylan o'brien

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Derek: You are not scared of anything. Stiles: I'm scared of everything! I'm scared of what I saw. I'm scared of what I did, who I am. I'm scared of walking out of here and never feeling for the rest of my life... the way I feel when I'm with you!

[s-coupid]

everytime I see a video of Dylan o'brien dancing at a wedding, I'm reminded that he is just a white man

[nuttypenguintyphoon]

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

So Dylan probably killed you today didn't he.. RIP.

HA!

I think based on the ask that I got immediately after this, you sent this the day his ass was dancing with the Knicks girls? Yeah, that shit was... A LOT. Why does he always gotta be flashing his tummy and shaking that ass? It's obscene. LORD.

fuck you, sir. fuck you....

[lovelyladii2011]

Z

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[garfinkelstingle]

Hi! I absolutely love your fics, could you do a fake insta fic with timothee? The face claim being Rachel Zegler with she/her pronouns. Thanks!

pairing: timothee chalamet x fem!reader

a/n: nonnie there is no excuse as to why this took me so long apart from the fact that i was in a slump... but now i am (sorta) not! i hope you guys like it and have a great day & week xxx (also some of these "posts" are very self-indulgent AND i'm going to the eras tour twice next year so i'm just so excited aaahhhh!!!!!!)

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yourinstagram miscast23 gala!! loved every second of it (and not just because i felt like a million bucks in this dress)

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tchalamet how are you real???

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tchalamet like i'm serious it should be illegal to be this good-looking my gOd

yourinstagram babe stfu 😭

yourfan36 THEYRE SO CUTE WHAT

yourfan89 mommy? sorry, mommy?

haileesteinfeld hot stuff

yourinstagram 🫶🏼🫶🏼

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tchalamet felt cute, won't delete later cause my girlfriend won't let me

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timmyfan16 as she should(n't?)

yourinstagram can you blame me????

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yourinstagram ERAS TOUR BABY!!!!!!! thanks for all the friendship bracelets guys <3333

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swiftie13 y/n being a swiftie will forever be my favorite thing about her

tchalamet miss americana

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yourfan78 im literally so jealous i couldn get tickets rip

timmyfan62 I WAS AT THE SAME SHOW I SAW Y/N AND TIMMY DANCING AND SINGING THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE SET it was insane

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yournamenews Y/N via her Instagram story yesterday

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yourfan73 she's so insane for this 😭😭

yourfan15 i thought this was fake at first but she even put it in her highlight????

timmyfan39 wish i had someone who looked at me the way timmy looks at y/n ughhh

yourfan26 oh we're being fed fed

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tchalamet we took pictures too?? why didnt you post them???

yourinstagram because you have yet to star in teen wolf silly

sadiesink ❤️

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timmyfan98 the fact that my two (three) faves had dinner together yesterday has done more for my mental health than my parents ever did

yourfan36 not y/n being a teen wolf girlie too omg

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tchalamet captionless

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timmyfan26 it's the hand in the hairs for me

yourfan18 not y/n liking this the second he posted it my PARENTS

yourinstagram actual loml (maybe show your face next time so i dont feel so weird for saying that)

tchalamet so you DO only want me for my looks huh??

yourinstagram actually your bank account is a slightly bigger selling point 🤭

timmyfan15 this picture has no right to make me feel the way it does

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yourinstagram i would post you more if one of us didn't look like a fart in every single one of our pictures

tchalamet more wallpapers for me ig

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yourfan92 spiderman stan's really won today huh

tomholland2013 you never seem this excited to see me 🥲

yourinstagram ily to the moon and to saturn tom but,,, it's the AMAZING SPIDERMAN

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tchalamet this is MY goofball girlfriend, whom i love almost as much as i love her dog. thanks for coming to my ted-talk.

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yourinstagram you're so unserious for this what???

yourinstagram i do love u though and i'm even ok with you loving me less than rosco bc i will never love a human being more than i love that dog xxx

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tchalamet personally i think that the earrings are the highlight of this picture

yourinstagram really? i feel like the painting of a square in the back makes my eyes pop

timmyfan25 what are they even talking about at this point???

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[onlydylanobrien]

Dylan O'Brien sat down with us to discuss two completely different roles he got to explore as an actor, Saturday Night and Caddo Lake. We got to go over everything, including specific scenes and accents, a recent interview he did involving a new philosophy, fan questions, and a light explanation of why I call him "pinkie." We laugh, dance, and joke through one of my favorite interviews to date.

[buckybarnesss]

Imagine looking at Stiles Stilinski and thinking that he isn't elbow deep in pussy. He is gorgeous!! His mouth is always open, he has those long, delicate fingers. He looks like some fae twink who lives in the forest and dances naked under the moonlight.

The most unrealistic thing about Teen Wolf is everyone acting like Stiles looks like a bog creature.

exactly this. they drowned dylan o'brien in questionable plaids and layers in an attempt to cover him up. it barely worked.

the scene in battlefield where he's talking to morrell and it's focused on his eyes has lived on my head rent free for a decade.

fandom lost it's collective shit at wet stiles in lunar eclipse.

like not only is stiles attractive but he's funny, witty and really smart. he's on the lacrosse team and while it's a running joke he's not very good it's only because he doesn't have the confidence in himself.

erica, heather and malia are so valid for being into him. they get it.

like, i went to high school with stiles? i would've embarrassed myself and tripped over my own feet.

[fivelakesinwriting]

Fresh Air (Dylan O'Brien)

Author's Notes: Thank you all for the love, support and patience you've shown me while I've been on a hiatus. You voted for Dylan to be my first story back, and I hope this does not disappoint.

Warnings: Drinking, swearing, references to drug use, sexual references - sexual innuendos (*established relationship - unprotected sex, semi public sex, pet names, fingers, lots of kisses!)

Requested? Nope. Requests are closed

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. And you do not have permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you xoxo

The colour she had painted her lips was beyond distracting. It was the same colour she had worn the very first night they ever kissed, and it wasn't lost on him. He was way more observant than she gave him credit for. Soft, glossy, pink and with  a few sparkles. It drove him wild making him think about her lips all over his, messy and frantic as they kissed in the front seat of his Audi.

Dylan licked his lips subconsciously to satisfy his need to kiss her. The alcohol flooded his head and swam in his veins as he flicked his cigarette into the street then walked over to her.

"Young lady, you have two options. Another drink and a dance or I take you home." Dylan muttered with a little nip to her neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Why would I want to go home?" She questioned with a furrowed brow as she turned in his arms to face him.

"Sweetie." Dylan growled with a curl of his upper lip as he slid his hands into the back pockets of her jeans.

She raised her eyebrows as she realized what he meant, his hands squeezing her backside and pulling her close. She tossed an arm around his neck and toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck, feeling him shiver.

"I'll let you take me home, Dylan." She whispered as she pressed her forehead to his, rubbing their noses together.

"Your lips look so pretty tonight, sweetie." Dylan muttered as he reached a hand up to thumb at her bottom lip gently, doing his best to not smudge her paint.

"Thank you." She smiled as she pressed her lips to the pad of his thumb.

They got home, but didn't make it inside. Dylan was sober enough to drive, but not enough to control his urge to kiss her like a teenager left to his own devices. He parked the car and grabbed her hips, tugging her over the console and into his lap.

"Baby!" She laughed as he bit her chin and along her neck, his hands filled with her backside as he pulled her close.

"You're so fucking pretty." Dylan muttered into the crease of her neck before he sunk his teeth into her skin, making her gasp. He pushed his hands up the back of her shirt, desperate to feel her skin beneath his palms.

"What did you drink tonight, baby?" She hummed as she pushed her hands into his hair while she rolled her hips on top of his, letting him nibble on her neck and collarbone.

"Just like, two beers. Did smoke a bit, though. Shared a blunt with the guys." Dylan grumbled as he licked her skin where he had bit her while his thumbs flicked her bra clasp.

"Blunts make you a big baby." She smiled, letting him unhook her bra beneath her shirt and fill his hands with her breasts.

"Didn't always. Now I smoke them and it makes me think of you, and us. Getting high together and touching, having sex. You're so cute and soft.  Just fucking love you." Dylan muttered as he thumbed her nipples.

"Liar. First time we smoked together you were all over me. Touching, snuggling and kissing. And we hadn't even gone out on an official date yet. You were nothing but hands, O'Brien." She teased with a tug of his hair.

"You make me feel needy. Can't help it." Dylan breathed out as he removed his teeth from her neck and rested his head back on the seat rest.

"It's not a bad thing. It's just funny how you were so respectful to me when I came over that night, and then the minute we lit up you had your hands on some part of my body. I liked it." She smiled breathlessly as he ran his fingertips through the waistband of her jeans toward the button.

"Yeah? What else did you like about that night?" He hummed as he aimlessly toyed with the button of her jeans, never opening them.

"The way you looked at me, how you said my name then started calling me sweetie. When you played with my hair, and wrapped us in that blanket. Then when you kissed me." She breathed out, squirming around on top of him from the tension between them. But she was confined between him, and the steering wheel, Dylan had all the control just how he liked it.

"I remember all of that, too. It was nice. You pulled my hair and called me baby when we were kissing. I was done for, and I think that's when it probably started. The whole, blunts make Dylan a big baby thing. Makes me think of that." Dylan smirked as he flicked open the button of her jeans and pulled down the zipper.

"Should we go in the house, baby?" She whispered as she pressed her fingertips to his neck, lips brushing over his while he reached a hand inside her jeans.

"Nope."

Dylan watched her eyes flutter shut as he pulled her panties to the side and brushed his fingertips through her folds. He hummed softly as he felt her drip, circling her clit and watching her chew on her bottom lip.

"In..oh...in the Audi?" She panted as he rolled her clit with his thumb and pressed at her entrance gently with the tip of his middle finger.

"Only if you want to." Dylan mumbled with a kiss to her chin as he eased his finger inside of her.

"Big needy baby." She breathed out with a pull of his hair, dropping her forehead to his.

"For you." Dylan smirked with a little twist of his finger inside of her, making her whimper and pout her lips against his.

Dylan has vowed to himself, and silently to her that he would be respectful. Not get too hands on despite how much he liked her and would have enjoyed seeing what was beneath her clothes. Slow, and respectful. He could do that.

"Stop. Stop. This is painful to watch." Dylan laughed as he watched the object of his affection attempt to roll their blunt for the evening. She said she could never do it, so he told her to try. And try she did.

"My fingers don't work this way!" She giggled as she held the paper haphazardly rolled with weed.

"Give this to me. I'll help you, sweetie." He grinned as he gently took the paper from her and easily rolled it between the tips of his fingers. He felt her watching him as he licked the paper, sealing the edges and twisting the top. He handed it back to her with a smile - all done.

"You're good at that." She whispered, face warm from watching his fingers and the new nickname he had given her. He only ever called her by her first name, respectfully so.

"Had a bit of practice." Dylan laughed softly with a nervous rub to the back of his neck.

The smoke filled the back patio beneath the large tree, the two of them inching closer and closer as the blunt ashed down. By the time it was done, she was curled into his side underneath his arm as they chatted happily.

"Cold?" Dylan muttered as he traced his fingertips over her arm, shivers beneath him as he went.

"A little." She nodded as she shifted closer to him.

Dylan reached behind them and grabbed a blanket pulling it over their legs and chest. He thumbed at her chin, smiling at her hazy eyes and relaxed face.

"Better?" He whispered as he eyed her lips, the pretty glossy paint a little smudged from the blunt paper but still incredibly enticing. He found himself playing with the ends of her hair, twisting the soft, smooth tresses around his fingers aimlessly.

"Yeah. Nice and warm now." She nodded with a smile, her own hand reaching out to touch his facial hair.

"Good. Your hair is so soft, really shiny." Dylan muttered as he continued to twirl her hair around his fingers, exhaling heavily through his nostrils at the feeling of her fingers on his face.

"Thank you. I like your beard." She smiled as she thumbed his chin.

"Thanks, sweetie." Dylan laughed softly as he brushed her hair over her shoulder, letting her touch his face.

"You smell really good, and you're warm." She breathed out as she shifted closer to him beneath the blanket.

Dylan uttered a, come here and took hold of her hips to pull her onto his lap. He placed his hands on her thighs, feeling her soft skin beneath his palms. He moaned softly as she leaned forward and gently scratched his facial hair along his jawline.

"Feels good." He mumbled as he moved his hands along her thighs, and took hold of her backside over her shorts.

"Your hands feel nice, too."

Dylan shivered, feeling tingles in his scalp and down his spine at her soft omission. He gripped her backside a little firmer, fingertips digging into her flesh over her shorts to pull her closer. He leaned in just a little, closing the gap between them and pressed his lips to hers for the very first time. Dylan worked his fingers into her hair as they kissed, her fingertips pressed to his jawline as she whimpered into his mouth making him feel wild for her.

"Dylan." She whispered against his lips as she moved her hands to the back of his neck.

"Sweetie " Dylan grumbled as he pushed his own hands up the back of her shirt. He kissed the corners of her mouth as his thumbs caressed her back, loving how she curled her body into his.

"Kiss me again." She begged softly as she pressed her forehead to his.

Dylan did as requested of him, kissing her lips and slowly slipped his tongue in her mouth while he kept a hand on her back inside of her shirt. His moan matched hers as his tongue explored her mouth, their hands all over each other. He slid his hands into the back pockets of her shorts and grabbed her backside, pulling her even closer to him.

"Watch your hips." Dylan muttered into their kiss, his hands gripping her sides to cease her back and forth movement. It wasn't that he didn't like it, he did.

"M'sorry." She blushed as she pulled away from him slightly, chewing her bottom lip.

"No, no. It's not like that. It's just that I promised myself I would take it slower with you. And these hips are making it a little difficult. It's not that I don't like it. I do." Dylan muttered as he eased them down to the outdoor couch, positioning himself between her legs as he thumbed her chin and reclaimed dominance.

"Why slow? And why me?" She questioned as she pulled at the small gold chain around his neck.

"Because I like you, a lot. And sometimes I have a tendency to take this fast and not ruin it with sex, but get there too quick without a foundation." Dylan explained with a soft sigh, looking over her pretty face.

"I'm just happy to have you kiss me, and be close to me." She breathed out as she pulled her nails gently down his chest, making him smile.

She had coaxed Dylan out of the Audi, and got him back into the house. He didn't make it passed the foyer, though. His shirt off, and pants around his ankles.

"C'mon, sweetie." Dylan groaned as he palmed himself over his boxers, pinning his half naked girlfriend to the table at the front door. Her shorts were long since discarded into the backseat of his car, her bra undone under her shirt.

"Baby." She hummed as he pulled off her shirt then slid her bra off her arms, his lips leaving a trail of kisses from either elbow back up to between her breasts and her neck.

"Bed is too far." Dylan grumbled into her neck as he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up onto the small table then wrestled her panties down her legs. He dropped his boxers to his ankles as he kissed up to the sweet spot beneath her ear, breathing a smile as she sunk her nails into his back.

"I don't trust this table, Dylan."

"Trust me though, right?" Dylan muttered as he pressed his forehead to hers and dropped his eyes down to watch himself touch her entrance with his tip. A groan rattled around in his chest as he soaked himself in her, teasing them both as he waited for her go ahead.

"With my life." She nodded as she rested her head back against the wall.

"I've got you. Won't let you fall." Dylan exhaled as he eased inside of her, taking hold of her thighs as he settled inside of his love. His lips made their way to hers for a messy kiss as he bottomed out, her walls sucking him in.

"Baby." She moaned out loud with a deep scratch to his back.

"I know." Dylan cooed. He pulled his hips back then snapped them forward, the small table rocking beneath them as he picked up his pace. His forehead dropped to her shoulder, his fingertips pressing into her thighs.

"I love you, Dylan." She breathed out against his temple. After the night he had, after the smoke in his lungs altering his consciousness and the tension between them he couldn't help himself. He sealed his lips to her shoulder and with a firm thrust finished inside of her, thankful to feel her nails pull down his back as she fell with him.

"I love you, too."

..

[illneverrecover]

TW: Just a heads up, this will be about death and grief. If that's not something you can handle right now, then please skip over this and keep yourself safe 💜

I'm not sure why I'm writing this.

It's not why anyone is here, not why anyone follows me or this page. It's not even the reason I created this godforsaken tumblr to begin with (that honor goes to Dylan O'Brien and Teen Wolf). But I felt like I needed to say something, and I didn't know where else to say it.

One of my good friends that I've known since high school passed away two weeks ago. Not from any sort of underlying health issue, or a sudden, unfortunate accident. But because she was struggling so hard with postpartum depression, and decided that it would be less painful if she went to sleep and didn't wake up.

We didn't know she was struggling, I didn't know she was struggling. She had reached out to me only two weeks prior, telling me that she missed me and we lived too close to each other to never see each other, and proposed a Twilight movie marathon (which I had gladly accepted). She was going to message me dates, we made plans for lunch, and she ended it by saying "yay!! can't wait!".

And then, before I realized, it was too late to say anything else.

Being a mother is hard. Being a mother to two young kids, both under two, while trying to build your career, be successful, and be a good wife is even harder.

But it gets easier. I promise it does.

I have a lot of regrets and a lot of guilt. I have a lot of things I wish I could say to her one more time -- and then I feel guilty for thinking that my words could ever be that important, that they would even matter on that kind of scale.

I know that depression lies. It is a liar. It's nefarious; its call, soft, sleepy and welcoming, comforting almost. It feels easy to lay in its embrace, to let yourself be swallowed by the darkness, let the echo chamber of your worst thoughts sing you a haunting lullaby until it feels like nothing matters. Until you rather just not exist.

But that lullaby is a poison, filled with deception and misdirection. It's intentionally vague, dragging out its notes so that it seemingly doesn't ever end. What it doesn't include is how beautiful the background music can be, when you finally are able to stop and breathe enough to hear it. How relaxing it can be to sing along to the melody, when you are clear-headed and no longer sleep deprived to learn the lyrics. How much fun it is to let go and dance along to the music, when you're able to recharge and take time for yourself.

Those things all come with time. I promise they do. It does get easier. Not always right away, not always all at once, but soon you'll find each breath you take is a little deeper, each step you take a little bit lighter.

If you're reading this, and you have found yourself struggling with similar dark thoughts - please, please, reach out to someone. A trusted friend, a teacher, a neighbor, your physician, a counselor. SOMEONE. Please ask for help, and please utilize the resources available. There is no shame for asking for help, especially in today's climate of fuckery -- it's hard out there for everyone.

But please, please stay. I want you to stay. I promise you there are people out there who also want you to stay, but even if you don't believe that, believe that I don't want to be in a world where you don't exist.

One of the last messages my friend sent to me during our final conversation was about how she was going to send me dates ASAP, because "we're gonna commit to this because that's what I'm doing this year! Committing to happy things!"

I think about those words a lot. I think about what she was feeling in those moments when messaging me, and what she was feeling only two weeks later, when she felt so painfully alone. If I think about it too much, it consumes me and shatters my heart.

So instead, I try to remember that message - it wasn't the last thing she texted me, but it does feel like her final message all the same. To commit to happy things this year. To try and do things that unabashedly bring me joy, because I deserve to.

My wish for you all is to commit to more happy things, this year and every year. To dare to feel joy, to seek out things solely because you want to, and not because of any perceived outcome. And to tell your loved ones how important they are to you, and how much you love them. It's all over far too soon, and the points don't matter, anyway. 💜

[stayliquid]

open starter. f/nb muse. leo walker, drummer, dylan o'brien fc. plot. here! except he's the rockstar brother.

Seeing her was always bittersweet — more so on the sweet side, but not being able to have her in the capacity that he wanted was harder than leo cared to admit. It poured into his music and yes, into the out—of—the—norm for him rockstar type behavior where he indulged in groupies and fans more than he should. Fingers danced along the guitar he defaulted to when not on stage playing the drums; the lyrics writing themselves until the interruption. Chocolate eyes were warm, but also alarmed as he peered at them. "You know you probably shouldn't be here..."

[einsteinsugly]

The kiddies, in my verse, where I reveal their future occupations. And not all of their endgames. *Shrugs* I think I've revealed 5/9 (Adrian, Hannah, Becca, James, and Leah).

Elizabeth "Betsy" Victoria Kelso (born January 15, 1979): Kelso and Brooke's eldest daughter, played by Minka Kelly. Is a major character earlier on in the series, and becomes a doctor. Is kind of a Laurie, but a zany one. She'll get involved in all of the kids' shenanigans, and frequently starts shenanigans of her own. Is seldom subtle.

Adrian Reginald Forman (born July 18, 1984): Fez and Laurie's son, played by Dylan O'Brien. Is a major character. Deeply introverted, he is a classic STEM nerd and avid gamer, and eventually becomes a software engineer. He doesn't have a lot in common with his dad or stepmother, or his half sister. He spends summers with Red and Kitty.

Hannah Michaela Kelso (born November 23, 1984): Kelso and Brooke's youngest daughter, played by Lyndsy Fonseca. A prominent minor character. She's a caring sweetheart with a childish whimsy. She ends up becoming a stay at home mom, and she loves every minute of it.

*****

Rebecca "Becca" Leona Hyde (born December 5, 1985): Jackie and Hyde's daughter, played by Jessica Brown Findlay. Is a major character. She's quiet and crafty, and doesn't really do well in structured environments (like school). She loves to sew and loves to listen to music. Alt pop, grunge, and oldies, mainly. She ends up setting up an alterations' shop, and helps out at Grooves sometimes. Oh, and she's bi.

Katherine "Kate" Erin Forman (born February 28, 1986): Eric and Donna's eldest daughter, played by Lacey Hannan. Is a major character. She's an idealist, and a perfectionist. She's a social butterfly, and an overachiever. But deep down, nothing she does is ever good enough. Especially after her failed stint in NYC, and a long-term relationship gone wrong. She moves back to Chicago, and works with her mother as a journalist.

James Reginald Hyde (born October 22, 1987): Jackie and Hyde's son, played by Nicholas Hoult. Is a major character. He's rebellious and ambitious, and is constantly finding ways to upend the system and make money. He ends up taking over Grooves, with his dispensary Holy Smokes as a prominent side hustle. With his wife Leah by his side...well, taking some of the edibles.

*****

Hallie Anna Rivera (born December 26, 1988): Laurie's daughter, played by Daisy Ridley. Is a major character later on in the series, as she finally falls into the Forman fold. Like Adrian, she was mostly raised by her dad. A rebellious party animal with a chip on her shoulder, the world is her oyster. Well, to crack open and destroy. She fixes things as a mechanic, eventually, like her dad. Oh, and she's a lesbian.

Ashley Maria Tate (born May 4, 1989): Fez and Rhonda's daughter, played by Josie Loren. Is a minor character. Is an avid dancer, gymnast, and cheerleader, and is an avid life of the party. She ends up taking over her parents' dance studio.

Leah Margaret Forman (born January 1, 1990): Eric and Donna's youngest daughter, played by Katie Leclerc. Is a major character. Is an awkward, nerdy tomboy with a love of Harry Potter, and is snarky and opinionated. She gets what she wants, duh. Step by step. She doesn't know what she wants for a career, though, like her dad, but ends up teaching in the same school as her dad. As an English teacher, where she can geek out over her favorite books.

[middlefade]

☕ plotting call — would really like to have more things going & to delve into some historical / dark academia / supernatural / horror stuff & to write with these muses particularly so if you are interested in plots like that or in just writing with these muses in general let me know

ages vary per verse but are always 20+ & things labeled * are only relevant to supernatural plots. insomnia is prevalent in a lot of my muses for varying reasons.

anna sun — she/her, madelaine petsch / bi / professional ballet & company dancer, perpetually in debt, occasional purveyor of substances

aristotle aryes — she/her, saoirse ronan / bi / investigative journalist (particularly mysterious subject matter or crime), nomadic

auden smith — she/her, victoria pedretti / bi / owns & operates bakery, responsible & sensible

bliss iver — she/her, florence pugh / bi, preference for women / waitress, singer-songwriter, busker, dive bar & open mic performer

chance — he/him, lee minhyuk (huta) / gay / vampire* / film photography, magazine

charis — he/him, tom blyth / bi / vampire* / theater actor, filthy rich

draco aryes — he/him, dylan o'brien (specifically blonde, buzzcut 'not okay' era) / bi / artist, historical art restoration, struggles with addiction

ella finley — they/them & she/her, halsey / bi / part time at a music shop / dj

emerson beckett — she/her, kristen stewart / bi, heavy preference for women / touring musician

evie caldwell — she/her, olivia rodrigo / bi, demi / witchy, clairvoyant, practices tarot reading & divination

hannah monroe — she/her, lili reinhart / bi / film & photography restoration & preservation

jace tide — he/him, dylan o'brien / bi, preference for men / freelance writer for print & online papers, drummer in a band

shen keung — he/him, xiaojun / bi / lycan* / traditional artist, works part time at a gallery, takes commissions for paintings, died briefly once & is real existential about it

kian wyatt — he/him, timothée chalamet / bi / night shift laundromat, poet & aspiring novelist

lorelai parker — she/her, hunter schafer / bi / waitress at a 24hr diner, loves a good party, partakes in most nightlife scenes

mandy carter — she/her, hailee steinfeld / bi / bartender, works & has worked a lot of odd jobs, catholic trauma, interest & belief in most things supernatural

nash newton — he/him, thomas sangster / bi, demi / lobby pianist in hotel, re-strings & balances pianos at music store(s), is known for being almost non-verbal unless particularly comfortable

neil parrish — he/him, josh hutcherson / bi, demi, preference for men / runs physically & away from his feelings, big on trust, used to deliver & work for a florist, is good with cars, does translation work & has been a verbal translator, freelance photography (travel, flora)

nellen casper — she/her, jenna ortgea / bi / doesn't set down roots, good at casual relationships, not good at long-lasting romances, more likely to flee the more she cares about a person

ophelia caldwell — she/her, amanda seyfried / bi / a bit off with the faeries, a mental medium & is a witch or bananas depending on the way you look at it

rhea czerny — she/her, anya taylor-joy / bi / ghost?*, nebulously clairvoyant, has prophetic dreams, speaks a bit cryptically, not good at time awareness, uses tarot cars, makes elixirs

river josslyn — he/him, elliot page / bi / atmokinesis by way of emotions*, is autistic, has alexithymia, into classical poetry & shakespearean literature

finnigan — he/him, they/them, barry keoghan / demi-romantic, bi / lycan* / speaks a lot of languages, has a literary understanding of even more, has studied many religions but does not practice them, filthy rich, a haunt to local pubs & clubs, loves a casual hookup, good fighter, curses a lot

stella monroe — she/her, dove cameron / equal opportunist / fashion girlie, amateur model, adores women, will take almost anyone to bed, dressed up to get messed up, loves to dance, will wreck a home, does not feel shame rocking up to breakfast in last night's outfit

winter josten — he/him, troye sivan / gay, demi / was almost an olympic swimmer, does not swim anymore, works at a bookstore with cats, believes in most things, always has a book

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

Can he let me live?

He's an investor in Stan Torture®

I think that's a conflict of interest, Mr. O'Brien.

[m0llygunn]

director’s commentary on “eddie’s notes” pls pls pls! 🫶

omg i forgor sorry i took so long to answer this BUT YES directors cut ask game link to eddie's notes

thank you for this lil directors cut request!! especially with this fic, i feel like i've never really talked about it (maybe i have?). i look at this fic with a soft fondness because to me, this was my 'breakout' fic, if you will (humour me). it was the first time i ever had actual feedback on my stuff, so it is very special to me, but also!!! it makes me rescind into my own body like i have a physical reaction to the cringe whenever i attempt to reread it so im going off memory here lol

basically this fic had a few inspos! first was the scene from the movie the first time (with dylan o'brien (<3)) where they have their first time! spoiler!!! but it goes badly and then dylan (i dont remember what the characters name is) basically blames britt robertson's character, which yuck!ew!gross!, but just the awkwardness of the scene kind of set the stage for eddie's notes.

this fic was also inspired by the way that i was doing 'research' for my other fics. For the second part of same old song and dance I was perusing reddit forums where men were describing the best blow jobs they had ever received (i don't usually care for men on reddit's opinions but i was looking for new perspectives and feeling descriptors lol), and I was taking key words and choreographing the head scene based on some of the commentary there (quite literally taking notes in my google docs), and i had this moment where i was like .....okay what the fuck am i doing right now.... and then from there the idea was kind of born.

i think my favourite part of the fic is the beginning when reader says she's a virgin and then eddie's like "oh me too" as if he didn't already say it. I think its so lame and corny and eddie coded. My least favourite part is the contingency error with the timing of day (that i added in as an after thought without realizing it messed up the timeline (it was afternoon and by the time they were done fucking the second time the sun was setting, but it was summer time which means they fucked for hours??? because the sun sets at like 9pm in the summer????? and reader who talked about living with her parent never had them come home from work??? i fucked that up but you live and ya learn))

despite the error, i do think this is a really special fic for me because it was the first time i ever felt connected to something here. also i like attention and i got a lot of attention from this <3 (seriously though, all of the kind messages i received felt life changing in a way. it sounds dramatic, but i never share stuff with people in my life so sharing something and receiving that level of positivity really reached out to a deep part of my soul and schmacked a huge big honking wet nasty kiss on it, and i'll remember it forever and ever and ever. also just having people relate to your art always feels so special, and i'll never be able to describe how cool and all encompassing the feeling is that comes with it)

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THREE SHIPS

at the current moment: 1. tinngun (healing my heart) 2. palmnueng (breaking my heart) 3. heartliming (simultaneously breaking and healing my heart) FIRST SHIP

in terms of bl pairings, patpran :) bad buddy was the first bl series i ever watched, so they hold a special place in my heart. pran's struggle with expressing his emotions and the intergenerational trauma both he and pat have to deal with are particularly meaningful to me.

LAST SONG

currently listening to "monsoons" by johannes bornlof and le june. it's the song that plays in the background of palm and nueng's dance in episode 9 of never let me go. that scene might just be my favorite part of the series so far, and the song perfectly captures how palm and nueng feel in that moment.

LAST MOVIE

regretfully, the teen wolf movie. possibly one of the worst movies i've watched in my lifetime. but i was a loyal teen wolf fan back in the day (mainly due to the phenomenal acting from dylan o'brien), so i just had to watch...

CURRENTLY READING

i'm making my way through chen chen's poetry collections. i just finished your emergency contact has experienced an emergency and am looking forward to starting when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities next. very incisive poetry about his experiences growing up queer and asian in america, his love for and fear of his mother, and the isolation and discrimination that came with the covid-19 pandemic.

CURRENTLY WATCHING

never let me go (my regularly scheduled descent into insanity) moonlight chicken (here for heartliming and first in glasses lmao) my school president (possibly the best series i've ever seen) gap the series (sapphics on my screen!!!) bad buddy (rewatching with @itinnaboutyou) CURRENTLY CONSUMING

chocolate-covered strawberries i made for valentine's day <3

CURRENTLY CRAVING

a good night's sleep

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