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diceqi · 6 months

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My analysis on lostshipping in "Land of Lost Things"! (DR EP16)

Hi, don't mind me yapping about Cole x Geo. I've been REALLY obsessed with them lately. I'm going to be analyzing the episode they were introduced in and providing a few theories about how cole and geo's relationship could (realistically) turn out. (I don't want to be too hopeful😭😭🙏)

This is gonna be a long one, so be prepared. (sorry if it's too long and if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes. I'm writing this at 1 AM😭)

ANALYSIS:

The first thing you see when Cole is introduced in DR is him being a rock monster. This raises a few questions:

1. Why was he in his rock monster form?

2. How did get get that ability?

And my response/theory is:

1. The hoarder was out there while the kids were exploring, so Cole and Geo got worried and Cole and (not) Geo activated his rock monster ability to find and protect the kids. (I'm saying this bcs Cole and Geo basically held hands right before Nya n Sora arrived there 😭😭)

2. Maybe Cole and Geo were in a dire/life-threatening situation with the hoarder and Cole felt lost. Perhaps Geo held Cole's hand to comfort him during the situation which did something to cole.... Maybe deep down, Cole wanted to find balance in the situation and Geo was his "balance" because of how comforting he felt. So he felt like he needed Geo at that moment. Then, it led to Cole activating his ability :p

After Cole was introduced they established the concepts on how the LoLT(land of lost things) work (people and things who end up there were forgotten and stuff like that) and Cole says something along the lines of "You don't get a ton of news in the land of lost things" which makes me think that Cole had stayed in the LoLT for quite some time and that he hasn't been able to get information outside the LoLT.

It got me thinking that maybe Cole was so occupied with his newfound family (Geo, Bonzle, Fritz and Spitz) that he decided to live several years protecting his "family" and didn't think much about finding the ninjas... so he was just stuck there and couldn't do much about it, even if he could leave :( So maybe he decided to make the most out of it, like bonding with his family.

Later in the episode we see Geo being worried about the kids (basically acting like their dad) and smiling at Cole when he enters the noodle cup. JUST LOOK AT THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM IM CRYINNNF THEYRE SO CUTE!!! T_T

And the way they exchange dialogue is sweet. They sound like they care about each other, like the first thing Geo says to Cole is "Are you alright?" and Cole warmly reassures Geo that he's ok to calm him down. This suggests that Geo worries abt the people he cares about a lot! ^_^

Another thing is that Geo says that he'd distract the hoarder and tells Cole and the others to leave. Cole doesn't even retaliate or express his worries, which shows that he trusts Geo. Then shortly after, everyone is on a cliff and Nya asks "What about Geo?" In response, Cole proudly crosses his arms says, "Just watch."

This scene alone already shows how close and familiar he is with Geo. Cole is confident about Geo's abilities and knows that he can take care of himself. However, Geo expresses his worries when Cole is potentially in danger. (we'll talk more about this later)

After the Hoarder loses its hand, the gang looks at Geo's artworks and Cole proudly talks about Geo's abilities (with geo smiling at him in the bg).

When they reach home they find the dragon core, but just as Nya was about to take it, Cole refuses to let her take it because he knew it would but everyone (including his family) in danger since it was the thing keeping them safe from the hoarder.

What I found really interesting about this scene is that Cole went quiet when Nya suggested that they could all leave right after taking the dragon core. Geo had to speak up and tell Nya that Cole could leave but the finders couldn't. Maybe Cole didn't want to admit that he willingly stayed with the finders even though he had the option to leave, and Geo stepped in since Cole seemed uncomfortable? But that could be a stretch, lol.

Then Sora makes a plan, blah blah blah, but then we find out that Geo is a mix of Geckle and Munce and that nobody accepted him, which led him to being forgotten.

Then everyone gets attacked yadda yadda yadda, but then the dragon core gets stolen and Geo doesn't hesitate to attack and get the dragon core back. But Geo ends up falling off a drone but then he falls on a dragon Cole was riding. Then Cole's like "Fancy meeting you here!" which could be read as suble flirting (but then again, this could be a stretch)

Then there's a scene where Cole asks Geo to power him up, and Geo tries to tell Cole the truth about his ability but Cole was in a rush so they did the holding hands thingy (yay!) and the glow makes a heart shape :3

Ok so after Sora captures the imperium sewage cleaner thing Geo confesses to hiding the fact that his powers doesn't work on living things and that he wasn't actually powering Cole up.

This scene is my favorite because it shows Geo's vulnerable side :D It also shows that Geo can be unintentionally distrusful at times. I mean, given his past experience with people not accepting him + Geo being literally forgotten i think we could get why he would be scared of losing Cole. He was scared that the only person who accepted him for who he was and made him feel loved—unlike the geckle and munce—would leave.

And our favorite line from Cole spoken here is "But I do need you." which FEELS SO SPECIAL TO ME CUZ Geo, someone who was never accepted by either races, was an outcast and was unloved, ended up being told that he was NEEDED by the person who made him feel loved and cared for. It's the sweetest thing ever bro I honestly got emotional at that scene

And that's the end of my analysis!!! But wait, there's more!!!

Here is how I think their relationship will end up like:

1. I think they'd be pretty close, like "kissin the homes goodnight" kinda close.

2. They'll DEFINITELY KISS 567 TIMES

3. THEY WILL CONFESS THEIR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER AND MARRY EACH OTHER!!!!1! THEY WILL BE WEARING WEDDING DRESSES ARRRRRRRGHHHH

4. But fr tho if they do actually have romantic feelings for each other, I think the show would try to keep it low-key and not too obvious. Like they'd make Cole and Geo interact with each other in a caring way and the writers would throw suble hints or something :p Sorta like Cole x Vania but gay and more obvious idk HSJSBSH

5. Y'all I cant even continue this bcs I'm crying about how cute they are I think I'm gonna puke rainbows😭😭😭😭😭 anyways thanks for your time and have a wonderfully epic day. (also make sure to manifest cole x geo to be canon PLEASEEEE))

#lostshipping #ramblings #ninjago #geodeshipping #cole x geo #geo x cole #i love them so much #GRGRHRGRGRAHHHHHHHH #dragons rising #ninjago dragons rising #dice yaps

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luimagines · 4 months

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I HAVE AN UNFINISHED STORY THING THAT I WANT TO SHARE!!!!!!!

(I haven’t worked out all the details yet so I’m just gonna give you the gist of it.)

The Chain are settled for the evening and hear screams in the forest and go investigate… there they find a pregnant reader (at least 6 months) about to be attacked by the shadow and its monsters. The Chain defeat the monsters and the shadow retreats. They patch up reader and try to ask questions as to why she was attacked. They don’t get much out of her, all reader can really say is-

“None of the townsfolk like me, but I don’t think anyone would want me dead.”

The Chain is wary of the situation but promise to protect reader for the night and escort her back home in the morning. Eventually during a very tasty dinner, the baby kicks and reader goes-

“You like it too, Link?”

While gazing lovingly at her belly and rubbing the spot where the baby kicked. The entire Chain immediately freeze. Time and Wars eventually snap out of the shock and start to ask questions.

“Your baby’s name is Link?”

“Yes.”

“Is he named after the father?”

Reader scoffs. “No. I don’t wish my child to have anything in common with that bastard.”

“What made you want to name him Link?”

“It came to me in a dream.”

“How do you know it’s a boy?”

Reader gets a bit sheepish. “Well… I don’t. But in my dreams I always see a boy. However, I do have a name in case he turns out to be a she. Lana. Pretty, right?”

(Cue Wars getting PTSD flashbacks. MOVING ON!!!)

Similar questions continue until reader gets fed up and is like-

“Ok, what’s going on? Why are you all so interested in me and my child?”

The Chain just looks among each other as they’re unsure of what to tell reader as they’ve just met and she’s already been attacked tonight so her mental state probably isn’t the best. Legend just goes-

“Are you positive you’ve never seen the shadow or anything like it before?”

Reader hesitates for a moment before answering. The Chain notices and pushes her on it. They eventually convince her to tell them.

“Well… not all the dreams I have about my child are good. Actually, most of them are terrible nightmares.”

“Can you tell us what happens in these nightmares?”

Reader sighs. “Truthfully, it’s just one repeating nightmare. I wake up in what appears to be a castle or something similar and I’m covered in blood. I hear a baby crying and I rush to the sound as fast as I can, I end up in a circular room and on the other side of it… there’s a black figure with red eyes holding my sleeping baby and grinning at me. Before I can get close to my baby, a horrible stabbing pain rips through my chest… and then I wake up.”

So yeah, the Chain realize that reader is carrying this era’s hero of courage. They decide to take reader with them to keep her and the baby safe from the shadow. It’s a big adjustment for everyone involved… The Chain have to learn how to continue their adventure with a pregnant lady they have to care for while reader has to learn how to maneuver life traveling with all these men on a dangerous journey.

Probable questions with answers.

Q. Why don’t the townsfolk like reader?

A. Because she got pregnant with the Mayor’s son’s child… out of wedlock.

Q. Why did they ask if the baby was named after the father?

A. They were hoping that the hero of that era was already an adult and had finished his adventure so the baby was in no danger of carrying the fate attached to their shared name.

Q. Why does reader hate the father?

A. Because they got trapped in a huge snowstorm together and had no choice but to use “survival 101” to survive… He pressured her into doing the dirty. When she told him she was with child, he wanted nothing to do with her or the baby. He told everyone she was a harlot and had practically forced herself on him to save his reputation. Since he was the mayor’s son and well liked while she was just a simple huntress who kept to herself… everyone believed him.

Q. Why does reader have these dreams?

A. They’re warnings. Something or someone is trying to tell her of the dangerous future that lays before her.

Q. Is this a platonic story or a romantic one?

A. Um… I actually don’t know. The story has shifted between the two a few times since its creation. Romance is a bit weird in this context as reader is the mother of this era’s hero but there is absolutely no blood relation to any of the other heroes (bombastic side eye to Time and Twilight.) so it is still possible. However, the romance route the story takes is mostly with Warriors whenever it does shift that way. I’m not sure why, but that’s just how it flows.

That’s it! At least for now. Any thoughts or comments? Anything you’d like to add? Any ideas you’d like to share?I really adore your writing so anything you have to say would be greatly welcomed!!! Any and all feedback is appreciated. 😊

OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!

CONSIDER ME HYPED!!!

I feel like I should have a lot to say but there's so much potential that I'm sure what's the direction you want to take it.

I know that it's not necessarily said in the Zelda universe, but what if Reader was a descendant of Sky and related to the "royal family". Not the mayor's family. Reader can easily be from a kingdom outside of Hyrule. But like a long lost cousin twice removed or something to the Queen of Hyrule. That way the dreams would be less like warning and more on the prophetic dream thing.

Whether Sky delves into this, of it becomes tied into Reader's relationship with the official royal family of Family can be talked about later.

I also wanted to say that romance isn't inherently a bad thing to add. If it's leaning towards Warrior whenever it comes into the mix, then I say lean into it. Granted, I'm a sucker for romance and I know it's not needed for a good story. But if the dynamic between the character lends itself naturally to it, then let the characters lead. :)

I would give more notes but I would need to know more with where you're going with it. (Thank you for the Q and A at the end. I loved it. It helped a lot. XD)

#pinky replies #anon stories #mom! reader #mama! reader #I've been wanting this to come out on a wednesday for like three weeks #i'm so sorry for taking this long ^.^*#i don't remember the tags i used for a concept like this!!!!

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abbyslev · 9 months

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hi guys I WROTE THIS REALLY QUICK it’s been really hectic and like jjk’s been hitting really close to home and i just wanted to share this. sorry for any hearts broken (mine). i got my little drink next to me so prepare for more drunk angst lolzies:)))) been needing a real strong father figure in my life and it’s hard rn smfh

warnings: very very sad angst do not read if you’re fatherless bc it will send you into a spiral (me actually rn) i csnt think if anything else ok ily bye enjoy

Nanami had a quiet life. One where he went to his everyday office job, worked 9-5, went by the bakery and went home.

It was his quiet life up until Gojo left you on his front door step, leaving him with nothing but you and your backpack. Nanami was very angry, not with you of course. How could he ever be mad at a clueless kid?

“How old are you?” He sipped his coffee, peeking at you from the top of the rim.

“You can take me back to where i came from.” Was all you replied with.

So you were troubled. “I’m not going to do that. I spoke with Gojo, sounds like you were in a bad clan. Its not safe for you to go there, but i heard you don’t want to be like them.” “I don’t want to kill.” You mumbled. He felt that. He felt it so deeply, he didn’t want to see his friends dead on Shoko’s table, but that’s the reality.

After a moment of silence, you spoke up. “I’m 17.” You pushed at your food. “Why don’t you try some?” Nanami softly said. Gojo warned you he was a little strict and rough around the edges, but he had been nothing but nice to you. You ate slow bites, taking a sip of water here and there. He could tell you were tense. “I’m Nanami Kento. I guess you’re gonna stay with me for a while.”

“I landed that blow!” You high fived Nanami, running around in circles.

“A little too hard, don’t ya think?” Yuuji scratched his head. “That’s why i told you to keep focused, Itadori.” Nanami shook his head. “I just won me some good dinner, Itadori.” You fixed your skirt, smile beaming. “By almost killing me?” You help him up, rubbing the spot where you hit him. “Yup! I won me some good soup tonight.”

Nanami studied you closely. After days and days of talking, he figured out what you could do. Your technique was too good to go to waste, but he didn’t want to force you into something you didn’t want. So he joined back with you. He promised that as long as you were in there, he’d be by your side.

He never expected such a shy person like you to create so many friendships with everyone around you, especially Itadori. With your technique and his, you two were unstoppable. Nanami felt like a proud dad at that moment.

“Open it, open it!” You shove the box in his hands.

You wrapped the blanket around yourself tighter, smile growing by the second. It was christmas morning, and you had woken up Nanami way to early. You didn’t even sleep from the excitement. He lifted the top off the box, revealing a beach shirt. It was nice, thin fabric. A designer button up. “Thank you, this is beautiful.” He was a little confused as to why you got him a summer shirt in the middle of winter.

You slide an envelope from under your blanket. “This one too.” You grin widely. “What’s this?” Nanami’s brows furrowed. “Open it.” Your eyes are filled with excitement, glossed over. He opened the envelope in a swift move, eyes slowly reading the thick paper.

He looked up slowly, his usual bored look now gone. Replaced with joy and disbelief. “These are…tickets to Malaysia…” He broke into a smile. “Surprise!” You gave him a grin. For the first time since Nanami had met you, he pulled you into a hug. You felt his muscles grow tighter with every second, you could hear his heart beat with excitement.

“Everything’s all settled already. I got us two weeks off, hotel booked and reservations for fun things.” You whispered, patting his back. “Thank you.”

“In here!” You take Itadori’s hand, pulling him into the station.

You had lost Nanami, and you had been trying to find him. You can’t lose him, especially not in Shibuya. You two turned the corner before meeting some stairs. You could hear grunts and see blood splashing everywhere. You two ran down the steps, bumping into Itadori as he came to a halt. What you saw was just like your nightmare. Everything you wished never happened was happening and you couldn’t move.

Nanami’s body was half burned, worn out. His eyes looked tired, body beaten and bruised. His weapon was covered in blood, along with dead curses all around him. Mahito stood behind him, hand on his back.

“Nanami…” Itadori’s voice broke.

“Itadori…” Nanami turned around completely.

He gave you a half smile, meeting your eyes. You covered your mouth, Itadori’s grip around you arm becoming tighter. “You’ve got it from here.” He looked at Itadori before looking back down towards you. He felt so bad, having you see him all like this. You looked tired, sad, beaten, bruised, and scared. Never in his years has he seen you scared.

“I’ll see you in Malaysia, my sweet child.”

His body grew before exploding. One moment he was there, and now nothing but bloody body parts were flying everywhere. You stare at the empty spot, a deafening scream growing in your chest. You couldn’t get anything out, so you stood there, eyes full of tears, waiting for someone to kill you too. Waiting for someone to wake you up, someone to move you. Waiting for Nanami.

He woke you up. Every morning. He would come by your dorm if you misses morning classes. He ate breakfast with you in his office. He would rarely join you and the other students. He’d mentor you for hours and take you to get your favorite Udon noodles if you did good. Even if you didn’t, he’d still treat you. You had your childhood ripped away from you, and like he said, “It is not a sin to be a child.”

He really meant it. He meant every word he had ever said to you. He loved you like you were apart of him.

“We have to go.”

“But…Nanami…” You said as you pointed to the empty space.

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flyiingsly · 10 months

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To build a home

Square : Tell me the truth

Pairing : Rex x gn!jedi!reader

Warnings : Mention of injuries, a lot of angst and a bit of fluff

Wordcount : 4k

Summary : Rex is acting strange with you since you both returned from your last mission on Saleucami, and you have a hard time figuring why. Until someone decided to give you a little help to resolve the situation.

A/N : My eleventh submission for the @clonexreaderbingo ! Oh well, I don’t know why but this one was harder to write than I thought it would be (maybe because I was too emotionally involved in it haha) ! Not gonna lie, the first time I saw that CW episode with Suu and Cut, it immediately became one of my favorites from the whole series for a lot of reason, but mostly because I had the feeling that this encounter must have been a huge event for Rex. (And because I really love Suu 😄) Enjoy ❤

Disclaimer : I'm still struggling to understand English grammar properly, English is not my native language and even if I have proofread my writtings several times, there is probably still typos in it. I'm very self conscious about it and I apologize for it in advance, but I'm doing my best to do better and I'm actively working at improving my writting skills !

So if you spot a typo, feel free to point it to me so I can correct it, it will be much appreciated :)

You were just coming back from Saleucami, from a mission to intercept the General Grievous after the crash of his ship on that planet. It failed, of course, as every mission with the purpose of capturing him so far.

It was exhausting, but at least, most of your men survived it, even Rex. He had been injured by a commando droid aiming at him from a distance. The shot nearly get to his heart, missing it from only a few centimeters. At the second you heard the bullet impact on his armor and seen his speeder bike losing control of its trajectory and crashing against the dirt, your own heart stopped immediately.

You tried your best to stay focused and gave the order to Kix to go after the Captain and protect him while you, Hardcase and Jesse, took care of destroying those droid. Once it had been done, you reached for him as faster as you can, fearing the worst.

He was unconscious, and Kix needed to remove his armor to get a closer look at the wound, which meant that you had to find a safer spot where you weren’t in plain sight and an easy to shoot target. The chance was on your side, as a farm was near, and you ended up laying the Captain on a wooden table, in a barn, under the hospitality of a fierce but kind Twi’lek lady.

Kix took care of the injury and the lady offered you some sweet fruits to eat. You were finally safe, he was safe, especially, and it was all that really mattered to you at that moment. But he was too weak to go back to fight, and the rest of you had to move on and continue with the mission. It was hard to convince him to stay hidden here until the bacta patches have healed the bullet impact properly, or at least until he have regained a bit of strength. Kix had to use his special “medic outranking everyone” card, but he finally accepted to stay in the barn and get some rest.

It worried you a bit to let him here alone, and the Twi’lek noticed it by the way you looked at him.

“It’s gonna be ok, he’s gonna be fine here, it’s a safe place, safe enough to raise children, so I’m pretty sure that a courageous Clone Captain like him will survive it. Don’t worry, we’ll look after him.” she says to you with an understanding and reassuring smile.

And indeed, when you got reunited later, he was in a much better condition, still a bit tired, but safe and sound nonetheless.

But when you all get back to Coruscant, you felt like something was different with him. Something seemed wrong with his behavior, he was suddenly all distant and unusually cold with you, like if he was here but not really here, hearing what you were saying to him but not properly listening. It was so off character that it was nearly scary.

He suddenly wasn’t the same man as he was with you anymore, and every man from your battalion noticed it too, as you’ve always been close to each other. You were always standing together, either on missions or outside the battlefield. You were like each other’s shadow, simply inseparable. And then, suddenly, he acted like you were a stranger to him.

You had a hard time processing it, asking yourself what you could have possibly done wrong to deserve this, and after a few days of being treated that way, you were a mess. You tried several time to engage a conversation about what was going on, or mostly just to engage a conversation, because your interactions were as inexistent as the subtlety of General Skywalker in terms of diplomacy since your return.

But it wasn’t very useful. He just kept giving you excuses as “I have to bring my report to the General right now”, “I have a review of the armory to do”, “I have to go check on the ship’s reparations advancements”, and more “I have to” this, and “I have to” that … It was only excuses to avoid talking to you, and it was making you sick.

You were very close to your soldiers, and they started to worry for you, just as you were worrying for them when they were in pain or struggling with difficult feelings. They knew that the situation was unusual and hard to bear for you, something was wrong with their captain, but they couldn’t understand what the problem was neither.

Rex was acting strange, and everyone around could sense it, even Anakin. Especially Anakin. He could feel it, his Captain was trying to hide something, something big in his opinion.

Just like most of the company, he suspected that something, as unconscious as it can be, was going on between the two of you. The way you glanced at each other, the way you looked after one another on the battlefield, always having the back of the other when things got tricky, these half smiles you exchanged sometimes, that way you communicated through eye contact, without saying a word …

All that closeness, all these little jokes and teasing you threw at each other ... It was obvious, for everyone around, even if nobody had the courage to say it out loud, everybody could see it, and everybody was asking themselves if you were both too focused on your work and missions to notice it, or totally in denial about it, or both, but they knew that you were both absolutely incompetent at expressing your feelings anyway.

Your men did try to make you open your eyes, oh Maker, they did try ! More or less subtly, but they never got anything significant from it. Maybe one day you’ll realize it by yourselves, but until that day, they made it their personal challenge to succeed at pushing you in each other’s arms.

But right now, it wasn’t all fun and a game anymore. Some of them tried to address their Captain about it, only to get roughly sent back or ignored as well.

Until Anakin decided to act about it.

“Hey, Rex !”, he caught him while he was heading toward his quarters, “How are you Captain ? Has your injury finished to heal already ? How do you feel now ?”

“That’s a lot of questions General ! I’m fine, and my injury is getting better and better, it’s nearly just a scar now, thanks you for asking. And how about you, General ? Is everything alright ?“

He instantly regretted his question, as he had the feeling that something was on the jedi’s mind, and he was right.

“Actually ... There’s something I’m worrying about right now … Someone, precisely …”

“Here we go …” Rex though, that subject again … He felt his heart begin to beat faster as he prepared himself to dodge that bullet once more. They were passing by the door of the company’s barracks at that exact moment, and Anakin suddenly stopped walking right in front of it.

“Listen, Rex … I know that some of your men try to talk to you about it before, and I know that you know what I’m thinking about. I know that there’s something wrong with the way you act, I don’t know what it’s all about, I don’t know what happened between the two of you …”

“Nothing happened …” he abruptly interrupts the man in front of him.

“Yeah, I already know that, nothing happened … And that’s why you need to talk to her, because she don’t understand what’s going on in your mind. It’s been days and she keep asking herself what she did wrong to offend you. And honestly, everybody has noticed it … Your acting weird since we came back from Saleucami … I can feel your pain, Rex, I can feel your fear, your doubt, your regrets … You are haunted by some thoughts I can’t describe, but I know it’s all about her, I can feel it … You’re hurting yourself, and you’re hurting her in the process … You know, I dearly appreciate the two of you, in more ways than just soldiers, so I think it’s normal for me to worry about that …”

The clone remained silent for a moment, looking at the ground.

“I’m sorry my General, I should have hide it better so it would not affect the rest of my men. I’m sorry if I’ve caused troubles, I’ll do my best so it won’t happen anymore, you have my word.”

“What ? No, that’s not what I’m talking about ! I don’t care about the rumors or the troubles, I just want you to talk to her and clear the situation, I just want the two of you to feel better …” he sighs and pauses for a moment, searching for his words, before going on gently but with more determination.

“Look, there’s clearly something going on between you, everybody but you know that ! All the smiles, all the glances, all the private jokes, all that time spend together, all the cuddles … Because yes, everybody noticed the “innocent” cuddling when the two of you have a moment to rest during missions, that habit you have to lean on each other to take a nap every time you have the occasion … Come on ! You’re attracted to each other like magnets ! That’s cute as hell, and everyone in the company is just waiting for the moment when you will finally confess those feelings, because you are MEANT to be together, and I shouldn’t say you that, but right now, I just don’t care anymore, I just want the two of you to be happy again, because you both deserve it, you both deserve to be happy, and I’m being sincere, Captain.”

The jedi’s words felt like a violent electroshock in his mind. As sudden shiver washed over his body, and he felt the heat raising to his face, painting his cheeks a dark shade of pink. Yes, of course he was hurting himself by trying to brush away all his feelings for you. Of course he was feeling miserable and awful about it, about what you must have gone through these last days, all because of him.

“Yes, you’re right … I’ve done it all wrong, and I know it … I was trying to protect myself from things that I finally realized were true after a long time denying them. It was frightening, and being cold and distant was the only way I found to deal with my fear … But I never meant to hurt her, I promise …”

“I know that, Rex, but it’s not to me that you should explain it …”

Anakin suddenly reached for the electronic controlling pad of the barrack’s door and opened it. A human form was sitting here on a bed, in the dark atmosphere of the empty room, waiting for something, or for someone. It was you, and both of the men saw you rising you head toward the door in surprise, looking at them.

Rex’s eyes widen, a confused expression growing on his face.

“My General, what is that ?”

“A perfect opportunity that get things fixed properly, Captain !” he answers with a proud smile.

The clone nervously looked at his superior right in the eyes, embarrassed as he has never been. Of course that idiot had to get involved into that too, and of course he had to take some initiatives about it. He knew that he’ll thank him later, but for now, he was mostly panicked and taken aback.

He took a deep breath and enter the vast room, the door nearly instantly closing behind him. Now it was just the two of you.

He could tell the exact moment when you noticed it was him by the widening of your own eyes. When his gaze met yours, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

“Rex ?” you ask in surprise, “What are you doing here ?”

“Well, I should ask you the same. What are you doing in my men’s barracks ?”

Anakin told you he needed to talk to you about something earlier, and to wait for him here, because it was more private than in the jedi’s quarters. You found it a bit weird, but it was Anakin after all, he was acting weird on a daily basis. But when you saw him standing on the doorstep with Rex, you quickly understood what he had tried to do here. Of course, you should have seen it coming, but you were too distracted to think much about it.

He took a few step toward you, slowly, like if he was afraid to scare you. You let him close the distance between you without a word, looking at him right the eyes. As he was getting closer, you slowly get up, making him halt again. You were now only a couple meters away.

You looked at each other for a few more seconds in silence, before you finally spoke.

“I guess that General Skywalker really wanted us to have that conversion, more than you, I suppose …” you answer with a lump in your throat.

You heard him sight heavily before lowering his head to stare at the concrete floor. You were doing your best to retain the tears starting to form in your eyes.

“Look” you start again with a trembling voice, “I don’t want to force you into anything, I just … I’m just trying to understand what’s going on, or what happen than I didn’t notice. I mean, I’ve been trying to talk to you for days, but every time you just … Avoided me … I’m not here to lecture you or to shame you, but, I just need you to talk to me …”

You were struggling to find your words, and the more and more you were trying, the more difficult it was. You felt like you weren’t able to explain what you were feeling. It was awfully frustrating and the tears were more and more difficult to hold back.

“Oh Kriff !” you finally snap, “I just need you to tell me what did I do to make you suddenly turn your back on me, because I just can’t understand whatever it is all about, and it makes me so sad that I can’t sleep at night because I can’t stop thinking about it ! So please, if you don’t want to talk to me anymore, I’ll get it, I won’t be trying anymore, because you mean so much to me that I just don’t want to ruin your life by just being here … If you suddenly decided to hate me, I’ll accept it, but, at least tell me why, show me what I’ve done, show me my mistake if I made one, but please, just … Just tell me the truth, please …”

You weren’t used to get that overwhelmed by your feelings, and you were trying your best to not sound as desperate and moved as you really were. The tone of your voice wasn’t even aggressive or angry, but you knew that despite all of your efforts, its quavering was betraying you.

As another heavy silence fell between you, you couldn’t take it anymore, and tears started to escape your eyes and roll down your cheeks. When he found the courage to look at you again, he noticed it immediately. The wall of indifference he had tried to build around himself for days to stay as far as possible from you started to slowly crumble down, and an expression of profound sadness and pain started to appear on his previously expressionless face.

“You didn’t do anything …” he whispers, “… The truth is … I stumbled upon something I wasn’t expecting to find on Saleucami ...”

“What do you mean ?” you ask in concern.

“I promised that I wasn’t gonna tell anyone about that, but … I’ve always trusted you more than anybody else so, I think that you have the right to know now …”

The whole thing seemed to become more and more mysterious, and your mind couldn’t help but try to anticipate what he could possibly reveal to you.

“That Twi’lek lady wasn’t alone on that farm, there was her husband too, and her two children …”

You already knew about the children. You furrowed your brows, not sure about where all of this was going to lead you.

“I’ve recognized her husband as soon as I heard his voice, for he had the same voice as mine, and the same face too … His husband was a clone, just like me, but a deserter one …”

You gasped at his words. You obviously weren’t expected that kind of things.

“I couldn’t believe it, and I have to admit that it gave some kind of big moral dilemma at first, because we’re not supposed to do that, we’re not supposed to turn our back on the army to live a civilian life, it’s not what we’ve been created for. It’s treason, and it should be punished … But then he told me about his story, and I started to understand him, to understand his choices, and I knew that I just couldn’t report him, because he deserved this life, and that would have been unfair to take that from him, from them …”

He stopped to take a deep breath as his voice was becoming weaker and filled with emotion.

“So, the truth is … that day on Saleucami, I didn’t just stay in a farmer barn waiting for Kix’s bacta patches to heal my wound, I discovered that the army was maybe not the only path for us to take, that maybe there was something else, something more to expect from life … And then, when I was here, sat at the table they invited me over, as I was looking at them, I couldn’t help but … I couldn’t help but see us, you, and me, far away from the war and the suffering, in a house made from our hands, peacefully living without the fear of dying on a battlefield anymore, watching over our children, building our own family …”

His forehead was contracted and tensed, it was clear that confessing all of this to you was hard for him. You could feel his struggle, and it broke your heart.

“I know that I shouldn’t say that …” he pursues, “ … But at this point I’ve realized that there’s no way I can keep this for myself anymore, I’m too far gone …”

You couldn’t say anything, you were stuck to his lips, listening religiously to him, dying to know what was going to be said next.

“I love you, (y/n), and I have been for a long time now. I’ve been trying to hide it as best as I can, and I thought that I was doing great with it. But since I met that family, a lot of things have changed in my mind. I know that I’m not acting like myself anymore, and I hate it … I just didn’t know how to react properly, I thought that putting some distance between us would have helped me process everything and be able to deal with those feeling like I’ve always done, but it became the exact contrary. It just made things worse, for both of us … I’ll probably be court-marshalled for this if it passed that door, but if you decided to report me, I’ll understand. I know it’s inappropriate, and it would be deserved … I don’t want you to hate me, but maybe it’s the best option I got, after all …”

“Why would I report you ? Why would I hate you ?” you mumble, his words hitting you hard.

“Because it’s clearly against every possible GAR’s regulations and protocols, against the jedi code, against my very purpose as a clone …“ he breathes out, his eyes slowly becoming watery too.

“I don’t care …” you cut him, your whole body shivering and your heart beating faster than ever.

“I don’t care ….” You repeat softly through your ragging breath, “… Because I love you too, Rex, and I don’t want the rules to tear me apart from you, ever …”

Tears were overflowing your face now, and you just got enough time to finish your sentence before a sob made your voice break. The shiver that was running down your spine turn to a violent shaking, and the only thing that you were able to do was to cover your face with both your hands in a desperate attempt to hide your pain. You felt like paralyzed, completely lost and doomed, you just couldn’t think properly anymore.

The man you were in love with just confessed his feelings to you, and you should be happy about it, but you knew it wasn’t that easy. You knew it wasn’t supposed to work that way in the particular context of a galactic war, even more in the light of your respectives roles and responsibilities.

For a moment, it seemed that time had stopped around you, until you felt two arms wrapping around you like a shield. You didn’t reacted at first, afraid that it could be your exhausted mind playing tricks on you. But then, you hear a familiar voice quietly whispering comforting words in your ear, and your heart skipped a beat when you realized that it wasn’t just in your head.

“Then we will not let them tear us apart, no matter what.”

All that he wanted was to make you feel safe now. Loosing you was frightening him more than anything, and as long as you were on his side, the rules weren’t as important as they seemed after all.

You slowly let your hand slip from your face to wrap your own arms around hid neck, pulling him as closer as you could.

“So, what are we supposed to do now ?” you ask when you had finally calm down and were able to speak again.

You felt his embrace around you loosen up a bit, just enough so he could move his head to face you. He looked at you for a moment, admiring you with glowing eyes. He face was closer from yours than it has ever been, and your bodies were so pressed against each other that you could feel his heart beating as fast as yours.

“We could try to keep it to ourselves until the end of the war … And when it will all be over, then maybe we could retire, and start a new life, together …” his voice was shy but full of hope.

“I know that I don’t want to share my life with anyone else but you, I don’t feel happy without you, I don’t feel human without you … So, you just have to tell me what you want, and I’ll do my best to offer it to you, I promise…”

Your eyes became teary again, but not from pain this time. It was tears of joy, for you could finally share what had been on your heart for so long, and most of all, you were realizing that these feelings were mutuals. You couldn’t resist it anymore, and without a warning, your lips came crashing against his in a long awaited and passionate kiss, to which he immediately answered, melting under that touch he had craved to feel so many times before.

When you parted, you were out of breath and seeing stars. You gently settled your forehead against his, both letting out a sigh of relief.

“All that I ever wanted was to be with you, so if it means that I’ll spend the rest of my life with you, I’m fine with keeping our relationship undercover until we don’t have to fight anymore, as long as we start building it right now.” You whisper back with a smile.

He chuckled fondly at your words, before planting another soft kiss on your lips.

“Of course, mesh’la, it wasn’t even an option.”

#cfb2023 #vi writing #rex x reader #captain rex x reader #captain rex #star wars #the clone wars #tcw rex #the clone wars x reader

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lunabellingham · 1 year

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Hard Earned Victory

Summary: Vini wins the champions league with Real Madrid and he and y/n go to a party with all his teammates and their gf/wives to celebrate the win. After the party y/n has to take care of cute drunk vini.

Warnings: alcohol and really cute vini.

Word count: 704

You were currently sitting in the VIP seats in the infamous, 'Estadio Santiago Bernabeu' cheering for your boyfriend, Vini. It was close to the end of the game and Madrid was winning 1-0 against Liverpool. The whistle was sounded and this marked the official 14th champions league for Real Madrid. You took so many photos that your phone had ran out of storage again.(this happens so much lmao) After the game, you and Vini were getting ready to go out to the club to party with his teammates and so you could catch up with the girls.

Vini's fit:

Your outfit:

(You can choose anything you want to wear :D, I just wanted to add a little visual)

While you were getting your makeup done on your vanity, you couldn't help but occasionally stare at Vinicius while he was getting ready. It's something you cant control, and seeing as though neither can he. Both your eyes meet with a smile and a light chuckle from Vini.

After a while you guys finally get into the car and start driving to the club.

"I am so proud of you today Vini"

"thank you meu amor, I was so glad you were there with me" (my love)

"i'll always be there for you Vini" and you gave him a quick peck on his cheek before you guys pulled up to the parking area.

Once he parked and y'all were making your way to the entrance, Vini lightly took your hand into his. Vinicius wasn't really the jealous type, but after seeing all the glances you were getting from the random men in the club, he wanted to make sure that everyone knew you were taken.

You guys made your way through the people heavily packed inside the club before taking a seat on the couches next to his teammates and your friends.

Y'all talked all together for a while before you and vini decided to part for a little. The boys were gonna go have a drink next to the bar area and the girls would continue talking together.

You were currently talking to Courtois' wife when you felt someone slump next to you on the couch.All the girls turned to see that is was none other than Vinicius.

"wanna dance pretty lady?" Vinicius asked

Your friends burst into soft laughter and started taking pictures of you two while you chuckled and said,

"I think its time we go home" you stated, immediately recognizing that Vini was really sleepy and tired as he was literally cuddling your arm.

You said your goodbyes to your friends and some of Vini's teammates as you made your way towards the exit holding onto Vinicius' hand so he doesn't accidentally wonder off.

You made your way safely to the car before taking the keys from Vini's pockets and holding on to them before you opened the passenger seat door as Vini clearly couldn't drive properly right now.

As you were driving you had noticed that Vini had fallen asleep.You were softly admiring him not realizing the traffic lights changing and being slightly scared when you heard a loud horn beep as a slight reminder.

Once you made it home ,you had to wake up Vinicius. You definitely couldn't lift him so he slumped against your shoulder as you unlocked the door to your shared home.You went into y'alls bedroom and helped Vini get changed into some comfortable shorts and a shirt. You tucked him into bed and kissed his temple before turning around to try and change your dress when you felt Vini pull you back into the bed.

"don't leave, I want you to cuddle me" Vini said as he slightly pouted his face

"I have to go change babe, I wont take long." you promised

"ok, just please don't take really long"Vini said

You came back in less than 10 minutes after having changed into one of Vini's shirts and some comfortable shorts.Once you laid down on the bed, Vini pulled you really close to him and whispered a quick i love you before going to sleep.You slowly started to drift off to sleep soon hearing his soft breathing and the light rain hitting the windows.

Author's Note: I've been on tumblr for a while and haven't seen barely any Vini imagines at all, so I decided why not try to write one. If you are reading this, PLEASE MAKE MORE VINI CONTENT. thats it :D, hope u like it. (all fiction, has nothing to do with the real Vinicius Jr, amazing player btw)

#vinicius jr #vini jr #football #football imagines #brazil nt #real madrid #champions league

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antaripirate · 1 year

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Some final thoughts before Threads, from a place a little too close to my heart.

(and a note on Threads posts and spoilers)

So, its 11pm, and an hour untill I’ll have access to The Fragile Threads of Power (I ended up preordering the kindle edition on top of my physical ones, bc they are all delayed in shipping, and, as someone pointed out to me recently, I have the patience of a fruit fly).

I should probably preface this by saying that this will probably read as insanely cringey, but I have so much I want to say, and so much on my mind that I know I will never know how to convey.

But I am just so fucking grateful that V has brought these worlds, these characters, back to us.

They feel like my home.

Something I always try to explain when people ask why Shades means so much to me, is that when I first read ADSOM, it was the first time I had ever seen myself in a character so entirely, and just felt so fucking seen.

I know that not everyone loves Delilah Bard, and that’s okay. But I’ve never felt quite so myself as I do when I have Lila there on the page next to me, as ridiculous as this probably sounds. I don’t really know how to explain this, because there are so many ways I could begin.

And then there’s Kell. Oh, Kell.

It’s so odd, to have never found a character like me, and then all of a sudden, stumbled across one who I wholeheartedly see myself in, and another where I can see pieces of me reflected.

If you couldn’t already tell, I’m not very good at putting these feelings into words, but trying is better than nothing, right? So I’ll continue.

The concept of having these characters back is so reassuring, so exciting, so nerve-wracking. I can’t wait to see what they’ve been up to, how their relationships have strengthened and changed, how new characters will push and pull on the threads of established dynamics and weave new ones.

I am scared of inevitably awful things happening to my favourites. The thought of Kell and Lila not being ok, and safe, and happy, and together fucking terrifies me. They are my entire world, both together and apart. But as terrified as I am, I can’t wait to have them back. To hear them snark at each other, and pull each other out of trouble, and just love each other.

I could writes essays on these two, and on all of the original ADSOM cast, and on predictions and theories and things I’d love to see, but I don’t think right now is the time for that. I’m already rambling and already so nervous with excitement.

I feel like a ball of adrenaline.

I can’t wait to come home.

A note on spoilers on posting:

So I’ve been wondering a lot about what to do regarding posting here about Threads whilst in the spoiler risk period, and I think what I’m gonna do is anything I do post, I’ll have a huge heading broadcasting spoilers for the book and also for which part within the book, because I am fucking terrified of accidentally spoillering someone. If anyone has any thoughts on this please do lmk!!

Anyway, if you read this, thank you - I hope it didn’t sound too ridiculous.

Anoshe.

#i may end up deleting this #it probably reads like nonsense but it’s got a lot of emotions in it from me #anyway #here we go #the fragile threads of power #threads of power #tftop #fragile threads #adsom #a darker shade of magic #a conjuring of light #a gathering of shadows #kell maresh #shades of magic #v e schwab #lila bard #delilah bard #kellila

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burrowbabe · 1 year

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Give and Take - Chapter 3

"Hey, so we were just talking ... since Joe and Ja'Marr are just looking to spend the off season in LA, I offered they just stay here." AJ shrugs looking to you as if asking permission.

You were speechless for a moment, thinking about being in such close proximity. Not even because you just met them - your house had basically become a hotel for your brother and best friend's late night hookups - but for the simple fact that you think you have a crush.

How weird could it get? You think, nodding to your brother and Joe.

"Y-Yeah that's fine." You quickly say.

"Word." AJ smiles and resumes eating his breakfast.

"Thank you guys, seriously. You really don't have to do this for us." Joe says, looking between you and your brother.

"N-No, its our pleasure. We're all friends." You say, giving him a close-mouthed smile. You and Joe hold eye contact for a moment, almost as if trying to read one another's expressions.

"Welp, I'm gonna go shower." You state, once again trying to escape an awkward situation.

“We have some recording to do today.” You direct towards your brother. Quickly getting up from you chair you think, what is wrong with you? Shaking your head as you ascend the stairs. He must think you're so weird.

The self deprecation continued all throughout your morning routine, and as time passed, you realized that not only was that nagging feeling in your body exhausting, but you truly were tired from not sleeping the night before.

You had a deadline coming up for the release of your new album. The label had been checking in non-stop to make sure you were being productive - which you were - but not at the pace they would've liked.

After combing through your wet hair, you hear AJ call up to you from the bottom of the stairs.

"Ann! I brought all our shit down here because of the good acoustics, remember?"

"Yeah, OK. I'll be right down." You reply.

Even though you had spent thousands of dollars on a state-of-the-art home recording studio, you found that recording your vocals in the kitchen sounded much better. Of course, the studio was still put to use, but you both found yourselves set up on the kitchen island more often than not.

When you descended the stairs, you could see everyone sitting around the island waiting for your arrival. An audience was nothing new to you, but when you were performing the song finished, not during the creative process.

Having your friends Tana and Nick listen in was one thing, but now Joe and Ja'Marr sat patiently as well, which churned your stomach with anxiety.

"Jeez, we got a full house." You jokingly say, laughing awkwardly.

"They wanna see how the sausage is made." AJ jokes, garnering laughter to erupt from the table. You laughed along to play it cool, but you knew this was going to be difficult. Your songs were personal to you and it was important to you to have a safe space where you could criticize yourself, cry, goof off and argue with your brother over the sound engineering without people judging.

"All we know is football. I wanna see how y'all make my favorite songs." Ja'Marr says, smiling encouragingly.

Deep down, you knew everything would be fine, but you totally felt put on the spot.

"Of course, of course." You smile, swallowing your nerves.

For the rest of the afternoon, you recorded a handful of songs, some rap, some R&B and pop that showed off your range. The process became easier as time went by, with the guys offering words of support and cringeworthy synchronized dance moves to the beat of the songs.

Everyone spent the time laughing and having fun, accompanied by your famous obscene lyrics that you became popular for. You didn't know if this impressed Joe or not. Would he think you were sexy for being empowered and aggressive? Or would it be a turnoff that you were so vocal about your sexuality? Nonetheless, a smile never left his face, which you took as a good sign.

After spending some time in the living room watching a raunchy, late-night comedy, Tana suggests you go for a swim.

"Now?" You whine, but everyone else was eager to change and jump in the pool.

Digging through a drawer of bikinis in your bedroom, you debated which one you wanted to wear. Should you be modest or sexy? That was the question. Deciding on sexy, you put on a bright blue, micro bikini. Your brother wouldn't be pleased, but you wanted to show off your body a little bit.

You were the last to emerge from the house, closing the sliding glass door to the patio behind you and seeing everyone splashing in the pool having a chicken fight.

You certainly needed some liquid courage to stop your racing mind from feeling self conscious. So, you grabbed the bottle of vodka from the night before to drink straight up.

Throwing your towel down on one of the sun chairs, Tana turns her attention to you from atop AJ's shoulders.

"Holy shit! You look hot!" She exclaims, causing everyone else to look in your direction. You try not to catch Joe's eye and thankfully the darkness of the night hid the blush that crept up on your cheeks.

You murmur a 'thank you' before taking a swig from the bottle of vodka.

"I just kicked Ja'Marr's ass! Ann come play chicken. You can be Joe's partner!" Tana suggests excitedly.

You set the bottle down and turn to see Ja'Marr fall off Joe's shoulders and swim towards the edge of the pool to pull himself out.

Anxiety struck you once again, but you obliged and eased into the pool.

Great, now my literal vagina is going to be up against this guy's neck.

By the time you reach Joe, and before you can even blink, he's hoisting you up atop his shoulders with such ease that you feel your core clench with arousal.

You just met this guy yesterday, calm down. You remind yourself, hoping to God he did not just feel the reaction he gave you.

"Push her! Push her!" AJ screams as you and Tana interlock fingers trying to throw each other into the pool.

With Joe's tight grip on your shins and a hard shove that you mustered up, you sent Tana flying backwards into the water.

"Yes!" You scream. Joe takes you off his shoulders with a huge smile plastered across his face. You high five and celebrate as Tana spits out water and attempts to clear her eyes of chlorine after going under.

It was only after the commotion died down, and people started venturing into the hot tub, that you noticed the muscles on Joe's shirtless body. This was something you could not find on the internet the previous night ... and you had tried.

Before you could get too ahead of yourself, Joe's voice broke you out of your trance. You realize it was only you and him left in the pool and he's asking you about your plans for the next day.

"Oh, I'm not doing anything I don't think." You say.

"Good, I was hoping to take you all out to dinner to say thank you for letting us stay here." He replies.

Hope deflated slightly in you, thinking that maybe he was going to ask you out on a date. But, again, you remind yourself that you and him barely know each other, and he has not shown any interest in you.

"That sounds great." You say with a small smile.

"Do you want to get in the hot tub?" He asks.

Feeling slightly rejected, you shake your head. "No, I think I'm gonna head up to bed. I didn't get much sleep last night."

His brow slightly furrows and for a second, you think he looks disappointed.

"Joeyyyyyyyyyy!" Tana calls from afar. "Come sit next to me!"

Looking at each other once more, he nods quickly. "Yeah, yeah, of course. Sleep well."

With that, you hoist yourself out of the pool and gather your things. Watching Joe get into the hot tub next to Tana caused a wave of jealousy to come over you, but you needed to stop yourself from getting into something that could hurt you again.

#cincinnati bengals #joe burrow #fanfiction #au #Joe burrow fan fiction

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madaboutmunson · 2 years

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Cryptic Cupid - Part 4 (Robin's POV)

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 5

Sequel to Raspberry Riddle

So this is set in a government-operated hospital after the events of season 4 but everyone is alive

Each part has a different POV, Robin, Steve, or Eddie.

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When Robin finally landed home, her hands still laden with gifts, she was all set to make a beeline to the fridge for a good old-fashioned American soda, but as she stepped through the door, something caught her eye, or rather the sole of her shoe. She opened and read the handwritten letter waiting for her on the doormat and rushed to dial the number.

"Hey, I er just got back. Is everything ok? Are you going over there?"

"Hey sweetheart, yeah, was just wonderin' if you wanted a ride over?" Wayne's voice sounds out over the line. His voice wasn't usually raging rapids of excitement, it was very much a lazy river, but today it had lost its usual soothing quality, "We're usually there at the same times. It'll save you a bit of cash, and selfishly, we won't worry so much about you travellin’ back alone."

Robin tries to lift the mood with her own pep, "That would be amazing, thank you. See you in twenty?" She enthuses and quickly runs to get changed out of her travel clothes and waits for Wayne to arrive.

He's there precisely on time, but unlike Steve, he doesn't wait in the car. Instead, Wayne knocks on the door and introduces himself to her Mom, explaining, "I know I sure wouldn't like some ol' guy picking up my kid randomly."

"We've heard all about you. We're happy to hear Eddie is finally on the mend." Robin’s mom says kindly.

Wayne nods with a smile of appreciation, "Speakin' o' which, we better get going before he notices the time" Wayne laughs, but Robin notices the laugh is one you reserve for bad jokes that you don't want to laugh at, but you do to make everyone at ease.

Once they get in the car and buckle in, Robin is straight on the case, "Ok, so what’s been happened since I've been gone?"

"You want the good news or bad news first?" Wayne offers her a choice.

"Good first, please. I'm already dangling treacherously over a pit of dread right now. At least let me clamber out a little." Robin says without thinking, it must be something to do with sitting in the passenger seat that brings out her inner drama queen.

"I'm sorry, sugar. I didn’ wanna dump this on you. I just…I wanted it to come from me in a safe environment rather than you getting blindsided by it, is all. Eddie can be a force to be reckoned with when he's like this." Wayne sighs remorsefully.

"What happened to Eddie? Is he ok? Did he come back differently?" A million scenarios run through Robin's head. She liked and cared about Eddie, obviously. She wanted him to be well, but her insides were constricting at the thought that the unstoppable force of this potentially unpleasant Eddie had already destroyed Steve.

"Good news first, right?" Wayne's fingers release and then wrap back around the steering wheel. "Steve is learnin’ new things, I won’t steal his thunder by tellin’ you before he can, though, and he’s still looking after himself well. Eddie's getting stronger. He can walk and talk great now. ‘Cept he stubbornly refuses to do much of either dependin’ on his mood."

"Is that the bad news?" Robin asked hopefully.

"Partially. He got to a mirror before the Psychologist wanted him to. She had more work to do with him first, she said. She obviously knew what she was talkin' about. The rest of us were completely blind to it because we were just so glad he was alive and back with us, you know? What was a scar on his face, right? Nothin’." Wayne sighs, "Steve tried to tell him as much. That no one was gonna care about a scar, but Eddie did care ‘bout it, and he, unfortunately, directed all his frustration with his face at Steve and the nurse there at the time. Just verbally, but you know words can be just as brutal."

Robin sat quietly for a while. She had felt the same. Happy that Eddie was back, so what the hell did a mark on his face matter? But this wasn't really about them. They'd all looked over it. This was about how the world saw Eddie, and now the superficial people of the world had another thing to throw at him.

"Steve tried his best, Robin, but Eddie has dug his boots in. Steve doesn't need to go through that every day, I told him as much, but he won't go on home. I love Eddie with every fibre of my being, but he's grindin’ Steve down…But I think Steve is gonna feel a lot better now you're back, and if you wanna visit him, and I'm not working, and I shouldn't be for most of the visiting hours now, just call me, ok? Steve could really do with a friend around now. I always pop my head in to check in on him, but Steve only wants to talk about Eddie, and that gets Eddie pissed at me. So…" Wayne trails off rather than repeating himself.

Robin wonders how much Wayne knows about the Steve and Eddie situation and then, in turn, wonders if that's why this has blown up so big.

"How long since he looked in the mirror?" She asks tentatively.

"’bout a week", Wayne answers solemnly, then taps the wheel a few times, "but don't worry about Eddie, ok? I got that covered. He'll cave into the band visiting again soon enough. They've got some pact or something the little one is always ranting about under the door. It's Steve that needs his people. 'cept he won't ask for it o' course, the kids came by, but I think he puts up a front for them. Bless that boy.” Wayne half smiles as he focuses on the road ahead. “Where are his folks? Around town, I hear nothing but good things, but I seen nothing of ‘em." Wayne takes a breath, "Sorry, Robin. I don't normally talk this much, Just I been sitting mostly in silence for about a week. I don't know how well you know Eddie, but it ain't what I'm used to. I'm usually tired of talkin’ or bein’ talked at, you know?"

Robin smiles and pats him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I get it. I’ll speak to Steve, but I doubt he'll want to leave. His parents, I wouldn't hold your breath about them showing up. They're hardly around for Steve at all and haven't been for years." She scowls, thinking about them.

"They got a good kid like that, and they don't spend time with him? He'll be gone before they know it." Wayne says with confusion. That last part Robin knows rings deep in Wayne's heart. That's why he's here every day.

"It's always obvious to everyone else who bothers to get to know them, isn't it?" Robin says with a fond smile.

"What's that now?" Wayne asks.

"How good souled they both are? They couldn't look more worlds apart and have different childhoods, yet there is something so intrinsically the same about Steve and Eddie. The way they take care of people, how they both can't see how wonderful they are, how they can talk for hours about the things they care about and most importantly, what a pair of dinguses they can be."

Wayne laughs out loud at that, "Dinguses? Now that's a new one on me, but I think I understand it from your tone."

“When you said Eddie is grinding Steve down, what do you mean? Are they arguing every day?” Robin wants to assess the situation she’ll be walking into before she gets there. Then, arm herself with the right things. Eddie being an asshole daily to Steve was a lot different to a hurt Eddie lashing out once.

Wayne looks forlornly at the approaching building, “No, it's not that. The boy just doesn't want to see or speak to him, and all that kid wants to do is apologise to Eddie. I tried tellin’ him all week. He ain’t got nothin’ to apologise for. It's Eddie that needs to apologise, an’ he will. He…um…he’s feelin’ self-conscious, is all. Talkin’ to people means them lookin’ at him, and he’s just equatin’ that to all sorts of nonsense right now.” Wayne sighs, “The shrink has made a lot of progress with him, and I’m followin’ her lead on it all. Eddie knows he did wrong, Robin. He just doesn't want to…actually no, that's not true, he does want to, but he feels like he shouldn't be around Steve.” Wayne huffs, “Prob’ly not explain’ myself too well.”

Robin wonders if Wayne does know about Eddie and Steve’s little crush on one another, but he doesn't know if she does, so he’s skating around the issue.

Robin and Wayne step out of the card, get their IDs checked, and get scanned and searched before being allowed in.

As they approach the hallway, Robin hands Wayne two gift bags, "For you and Eddie" She smiles.

"Well, thank you kindly, Ms Buckley" Wayne smiles as they turn into the corridor.

Robin is about to smile back when the scene before her breaks her heart. She can see Steve sitting on the floor in Eddie's doorway with his back to her, leaning against the closed door. His head occasionally moves like he's talking.

Then he must hear the echo of their footsteps down the hall, and he turns and quickly springs into action, "Robin!!!" He runs up, throws his arms around her, squeezing her tightly and spinning her around, "I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow? God, I'm so glad you're here" he embraces her again. Wayne tips his hat to them both before opening Eddie's door.

"It's just me, son. You're ok. Settle down now," Wayne says gently before locking the door behind him.

Steve pulls her into his room, a massive smile on his face and pulls her up a chair, "Tell me all about your holiday!" He says enthusiastically, but Robin can tell whilst he's pleased to see her his smile isn't entirely genuine.

“My holiday was unforgettable! Chamonix is gorgeous. There is a river that runs right through it that comes down from the glaciers, and if you stand on this bridge, there is this ice-cold breeze that comes off it. Once you are out of here and we’ve got better jobs, we have to go. You will love it there. It's beautiful and so many sports and the food, my god!” She smiles and hands him a little gift bag that he starts to open immediately, intermittently looking up and beaming at her like he can’t believe she’s here, “And speaking of beautiful things, how is love’s young dream going? It doesn't look good by the doorway scene I just stumbled into.” she says with an awkward half-smile.

Steve pulls out the t-shirt and holds it up. It's bright white, with neon bubble lettering on it saying, My Girlfriend went to France, and all I got was this crummy t-shirt! And the silhouette of the mountains.

“We don't need to talk about that. You just got back, Rob. Tell me about the rest of your time there. Did you ski? Was it terrifying? How many croissants did you eat? Did you try frog legs? Is that even a real thing?” Steve machine guns her with questions, but Robin can see it is a vain attempt not to talk about something potentially upsetting. A facade like Wayne had said. Robin puts the t-shirt to one side, holds one of Steve’s hands between two of her own, and scoots the chair closer to him.

She looks over his face, and eventually, he meets her eyes, and she says softly, “Hey, you don’t have to do that with me, ok? We don’t do that. I don’t need to talk right now. I want to listen” and his whole body sinks slightly with a sigh as it made him smaller somehow.

“Oh, Rob, I really messed up” He looks awkwardly at her shaking his head and then casts his eyes to the floor in shame. Robin quickly rushes to move her chair again, drapes her arm around him, and hugs him into her side.

“I’m sure you haven’t messed anything up. What could have possibly gone wrong?” Steve fills her in on everything that’s happened since she’s been away.

“You should have seen his face. It looked so mad, but his eyes looked so hurt. I didn’t even think about it. I didn’t know he hadn’t seen himself, and you know, even if he had, he’s still just as beautiful, right?” Steve says in a voice close to shattering him completely, and when he calls Eddie beautiful, Robin’s heart sinks for him. “But he was right, Rob. I thought about it. I would feel like he did, and I tried to tell him that every day at the door, but he won't speak to me or look at me. I mean, it would be better than nothing if he just opened the door and yelled at me.” Steve looks down at the floor, running his fingers through his hair, “It’s almost worse than when we were waiting for him to wake up. One of the nurses caved and told me, it's not just me, though. He’s totally shut down in there. Hardly eating keeps the room in darkness. Wayne brought his guitar for him to play, but he hasn't even touched it. I would have heard it. He’ll only let Wayne or the staff in, but he’s not really speaking to them either.”

Robin examines Steve with her eyes. Wayne was right. He had been ground down to pieces of himself by this incident, “Oh Steve,” her words doused in sympathy, “Maybe it’s time to go home, huh? They must have enough data by now, and they can send someone to do the tests if they need to, right? At least at home, you know, you’ll have other things to do, other people to see, a TV and a radio” That gets a small smile from him, “You don’t need to stay here, ok?”

Steve looks at the door to his room, then back at Robin, “I know I don’t need to. I…um…” Steve pinches the bridge of his nose and runs his hand down his face, “Can I show you something?” Robin nods and waits.

Steve gets up from his chair and retrieves a book. It's about sign language. “When we argued, Eddie shoved this book at the nurse, who didn’t know whose book it was, but I did. It was Carol’s, the other nurse. Eddie signed at me one day. I didn't know what it meant, so I asked her. It was, thank you.” Steve signs at Robin, then the corners of steves mouth tug down as he tries to keep talking, “I asked if she had a book on it I could borrow so that I could communicate with Eddie more, and she said she didn't know where it was. She lied because Eddie had it.”

“Is Eddie losing his hearing?!” Robin exclaims in worry.

“No, Rob”, Steve lets the tears go, “I am. He’s been learning it for me. He must have known they'd asked me about learning, and I said I didn't want to. You know how smart he is, he must have thought I wouldn't learn it for me, but I would learn it for him.” Steve slumps back down in his chair and takes a deep breath wiping his eyes, “Open it.”

Robin takes the book at opens it, where it naturally falls because of the bookmark. First, she sees the signs for Sleep and Eat, then she notices the bookmark and takes it gently between her fingers holding it up, “Is this….” She starts, and Steve nods.

“He kept it this whole time, a whole year almost.” Steve looks at the little handmade scroll. “You know it took me ages to make that stupid thing. First, my fat fingers kept getting the matches stuck in the wrong places or to myself, and then then I tried to use a fancy calligraphy pen but got ink everywhere. I almost gave up a hundred times every time something went wrong, but then I kept thinking about how he might smile at it, solve it and jump over the ice cream counter at me.” Steve smiles fondly at the little scroll and nervously plays with his fingers. “And then I found this, and I felt like I’m so glad I didn't give up on it, you know? That I didn’t throw the towel in because I kept getting it wrong because, in the end, he really liked it, Rob. He liked it enough to keep it with him all through everything. Carol said it was one of the first things he asked for.” Robin looks closer at the scroll, seeing watermarks and dirt, “So I know I don't have to stay, and I know it’s hard here right now, but I want to stay. I just don't know what to do.” Steve takes the book back from her and places the scroll back in carefully before putting it on his bed.

Robin tries to put herself in Eddie’s shoes and piece together all the information from Steve and Wayne. Clearly, Eddie was feeling some way about how he looked. He’d see Wayne and the staff but no one else. He obviously liked Steve very much, but from what Steve said, he seemed nervous about making a move, waiting for Steve to take the next step. Wayne had said that Eddie would apologise, meaning that Eddie knows he’s messed up. Robin’s eyes move to the book again, “What about if you wrote to him?”

“What like a letter?” Steve looks a little confused.

“Hmmm, maybe, but I was thinking more like the little scroll, the riddles. The worst he can do is not reply right. It's no different from now. And…er...maybe-maybe, yeah, maybe I could make you a new tape, huh?”

“Yeah, now you bring it up, Robin, that tape….” Steve playfully grimaces at her.

“Nearly got you two kisses? You’re welcome, Dingus” Robin would never admit to Steve, well at least not sober, that the tape in question was very close to her heart. It was Robin’s falling in love tape. Just a list of songs where the music and lyrics served as high-octane fuel to the race car of infatuation. From past car discussions where Steve has been happily singing along to something, and Robin has had to tell him the horrifying backstory of the song, she knew Steve would not pick up on the lyrics, but she suspected that Eddie would. It was sneaky and underhanded, but it was clear to her from a year ago how they felt about one another. All Robin had done to their dancing around one another was change the music in the hope it might get them to meet in the middle finally.

“Uh, no! That was all me, thank you.” Steve smiles, genuinely getting caught up in their little back-and-forth argument.

Robin raises her eyebrows at him in an are you sure about that kind of way, and Steve finally laughs. She gives him another big squeeze and kisses him on the cheek, “It’s gonna be ok.”

Steve nods and gives a slight smile before moving on to his following query, “Did you come here with Wayne today?”

“Yeah, he gave me a ride, said it makes sense, seeing as we are both here the most.” Robin thinks for a minute. If Steve had information that might help Robin, he’d tell her, right? He wouldn’t hide it. “He was worried about you, you know. He said Eddie was grinding you down.”

“He was?” Steve looks at Robin with earnest surprise and then gives a half-smile, “I guess I wasn't hiding it very well. Did he say anything else?”

"Before I say anything else, are you sure about Eddie? I mean Wayne said he pretty mean to you both, and there are plenty more guys out there that aren't so…er…vicious" Robin knew Eddie was very hurt at the time, lashed out verbally, and ultimately knew he'd done wrong, but that didn't take away the fact he'd really upset Steve.

Steve huffs out a small laugh, "I agree he did want to hurt with those words, but I'm not upset because of that. I mean even when he was trying to insult me, he complimented me."

"Wait really?" Robin tries not to laugh at the thought of a red in the face enraged Eddie showering Steve with compliments.

"Yeah, he called me pretty boy!" Steve smiles fondly, "The only reason I'm ground down and upset is because I miss him. I miss being his entertainment, acting a fool to make him smile or laugh, you know?"

Robin bursts out laughing, "You have no idea how much Eddie is gonna love the fact that a previous King of High School misses being his own personal jester"

Steve laughs along with her his eyebrows raised in surprise and happiness, "I'm just as shocked as you. It was just nice, and I miss it. That's why I sit in his doorway everyday and talk to him. I just wanna hear him laugh again" Steve's smile drops a little, "I shouldn't have said it didn't matter. It clearly mattered to him."

"Wayne told me, Eddie knows what he did was wrong. He's also certain Eddie is working his way to an apology, but it sounds like he's a little stubborn, so it's a slow process" Robin rubs her hand on Steve's back in a soothing circle, "If it's any consolation, he's not let the band in either, and you know how special they are to him too."

Steve nods a few times with a small smile. Then suddenly his eyes go wide, and he clicks his fingers next to his head, "That's it!"

"That's what?" Robin says a little taken aback from the change in posture and attitude.

"You were talking about the band, and that made me think about music, and Music brought him back to me once. Maybe it can bring him back again, but I am going to need your mix tape master help. Please?" Steve clasps his hands together like he's in prayer and waits for her response.

"Sure! What do you need?" She replies enthusiastically.

#steddie #steddie fanfiction #steddie fan fiction #steddie fanfic #steddie fic #steddie fan fic #madaboutmunson #madaboutmunsoncrypticcupid #eddie munson #steve harrington

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b-ritney · 2 years

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Hugs <3

I'm not gonna lie, I'm trying really hard not to complain but I am going through it right now. The celebration of life for my friend was yesterday and it was beautiful and everything but I just can't wrap my head around the fact that he's gone... I was brought up in a spiritual family, not necessarily religious but spiritual, and this whole situation has altered all my beliefs and I think that scares me more than anything...

I really hope all you lovely people out there are doing ok, hug the ones you love and tell them you love them while you can. You never really know how far that goes... anyway... :)

Summary: you're going through a really REALLY hard time, and you don't have many close friends. Your family doesn't seem bothered to try and understand your internal suffering (my mom does don't worry) so your left on your own, with a desperate need to be held.

Warnings: It's just really sad and frustrating if you've experienced this before. I just hope it makes you feel less alone. Implied panic attacks, and internal turmoil, implication of past trauma. ENDS SWEET

Eddie X y/n

Not proof read.

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You were walking through the halls of school just barely keeping it together. Although from the outside nobody would have known you were suffering. You always tried to be happy or seem happy, you were always there for everyone ALL the time but no one was really ever there for you. It was upsetting sometimes but most days you just let it roll off your back, it made you feel better knowing that you weren't bothering anyone with your issues. You liked being everyone's safe person but right now you really needed someone. But when you thought about it, you really didn't know anyone well enough to call for help, this was the final fact that took the last fragment of your heart and shattered it. You grabbed the last of your things from your locker and started making your way to the parking lot keeping your head up, trying to look as normal as possible, but no one could deny the lack of color in your face and the redness of your eyes. Many consecutive nights without sleep had taken its toll on you, whether you'd like to avoid it or not. You're old music class partner, Eddie, passed by as you swung your book bag over your shoulder and into your trunk, a pencil flying out of one of the pockets. He bent over and grabbed it for you. "Here you go," he said passing it to you with a smile.

"Thank you," you said keeping your face out of his sight.

"Hey, y/n, you okay?" you couldn't hide from him, it just wouldn't be polite.

"Yeah, yeah I'm ok," you said swiping a trembling hand across your forehead. You prayed he didn't notice... he did... but he wasn't gonna tell you.

"Oh, ok, good.. listen I have some new tapes I'm gonna bring you, I borrowed them from Gareth," he said laughing with air quotes.

"Sounds great, can't wait to hear them." you smiled kindly, waving goodbye, and stepping into your car. Eddie didn't know how to tell you, but you looked like hell, and it was troubling to see someone so nice upset. He pondered what to do as he made his way back inside for Hellfire.

Back at home, you let it all out, you took your hair down and changed your clothes, and immediately collapsed into your bed, drowning in tears. Your chest felt like a thousand pounds of dead weight was resting there. Inside you thought you were dying, your pulse racing as if you had just injected straight caffeine into your veins. You cried out into your empty house for anybody to help you, to hold you, to console your aching heart. You decided to get in the shower to relax your muscles but you could only last so long in the heat, the constant waves of tears making it hard to breathe. You needed someone to hold you so badly, just to feel grounded and cared for, even for a second. Then it came to you, Eddie... Eddie seemed to care. He was always nice to you regardless of how much time you spent together.. and he remembered your favorite music... that was really nice of him... you needed Eddie. You had his address from your last group project tucked into your binder. He had to be home from Hellfire by now, there was no time for a phone call you had to get to him. You flew out of the driveway and sped all the way to his trailer the cool autumn air making your wet hair feel like ice as it stuck to your back. You listened closely for any signs of life within the trailer. The familiar sound of Eddie's radio blasting filled your ears, as you knocked on the door. No answer. So you knocked a little harder... Eddie's head snapped up as he looked at the clock... Who would be knocking at 9 o'clock at night? He hung his guitar up and made his way to the door, pulling back the curtain before unlocking the latch. Oh my god. He practically ripped the door off the hinges when he realized it was you. "Y/n? What's going on? Get in here you're shaking like a leaf." you hurried in the door standing before him as he rubbed up and down your arms trying to warm you up. You couldn't bare to meet his eyes, this contact alone was taking away so much of your pain. He took one hand and tilted your chin up to look at him, you immediately burst into tears, wrapping him in a tight embrace.

"Y/n, sweetheart? What's going on?"

You sniffed wiping your nose on your sleeve. "You promise you won't make fun of me?"

"Absolutely." he leaned down to look you in the eyes.

"I just... I really needed a hug Eddie," new tears blurring your vision, "I didn't have anyone else to call... you're the last person I wanted to dump this on." you cried.

"It's ok, I'm glad you're here," he pulled you back into his arms, rubbing soothing circles on your back. "Here," he grabbed a discarded sweatshirt from the back of a kitchen chair, pulling it over your head; " you're freezing."

"Thanks." you said letting your head fall into his chest.

"Come here," he walked you to the couch and threw a pillow on the floor, "sit down here I'll be right back." you did as he said and watched as he walk away. When he came back he had a mug of hot chocolate a hair tie and a brush. He handed you the mug and sat behind you on the couch. He planted his feet on either side of you, urging you to settle against the couch. He lifted the brush and started combing your hair, "This okay?" he asked gently. You nodded and smiled as he softly continued to brush through your hair and tie it back in a loose braid, "all done, this is really some of my best work." he laughed. You tilted your head back and smiled at him, he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on your forehead.

"Thank you, Eddie." you whispered turning around to wrap him in another hug.

"Anytime," he cooed, lifting you onto the couch with him, holding you until you were ready to let go.

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I gotta go to bed. Sleep good wherever you are, I hope you have sweet dreams and that every one of your tomorrows from here to eternity is the best day ever. <3

#eddie munson #eddie is alive #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie x you #eddie munson oneshot #eddie x y/n #billy hargove x reader #billy x reader #billy hargrove #billy hargove imagine #billy stranger things #billy #steve stranger things #stranger things #steve x y/n #steve harrington #steve x you #steve

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msm-tsotmw · 1 year

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6.4.20XX

Ah , Nothing Better Than Lying Down Outside And Looking At The Aurora Monstralis ! It’s Really Pretty , And It’s A Huge Relief From All The Worrying A Few Days Ago .

Wait ,, what ?? Worrying ??

crysta, you probably-

When I Got The News About The Music And Light On Light Island Going Out , I , Uh , Panicked .

I Thought Everyone , Including Crysta Lost Their Ability To Sing !

(Ritika winces.)

But It’s A Good Thing That You Didn’t . At Least You’re Safe !

Yeah !! Least we’re safe !!

mhm.

* Sigh *

(Toorie lays her head down on one of her pompoms.)

you know what, crys, maybe we should try and leave toorie be. i think she deserves to relax on her own.

Awh ,, but —

crysta, come on.

But the Monstralis !!

we can always see it tomorrow night, right?

…… Right ..

(Toorie’s sisters head back into their house, going to eat dinner or something.)

… Huh . I , Uh , Didn’t Know Being Alone Could Feel Nice …

… Unlike Before My Sisters Came Along …

… Hm .

(Suddenly, it hears a rustle somewhere behind her.)

ACK

Mondo ? Is That-

OOF

Ah !

(Mondo somehow tripped on themselves and landed face-down on the ground next to Toorie.)

… Mondo ? You Okay ?

(Mondo gets up and dusts his matted fur.)

uh nothing just

uhhhhh

i was trying to walk outside but i didnt wanna bring a fire lantern to light the way so here i am

Ahahah , Okay ! That’s Understandable .

eheheheheheheheheuuh

* Snrrk *

what

whats so funny

You Have Something On Your Face , Silly !

whats on my face

Here , Let Me Get It .

oh uh

(Toorie awkwardly inches closer towards Mondo and plucks a small piece of thread off of their face.)

There !

(It’s the same shade of brown as the stitches on his beanie, which is kind of coming apart. She looks down at Mondo’s face, and notices that it’s as pink as her fur usually is.)

Huh ? Why Do You Look-

NOTHING

just

uhhh

Looks Like We’re Gonna Have To Get Someone To Fix Your Hat Tomorrow .

yeah

that

(The two Monsters exchange an extremely awkward silence.)

You Know , The Monstralis Looks Super Pretty Tonight !

yea

it does

Do They Have Stuff Like That On Cold Island ?

sometimes

its called moon rainbows for some reason

Ooh , Moon Rainbows ! That Sounds Pretty .

yea

it is

Hey , If We Ever Visit Cold Again , Do You Think We Might Be Able To See The Moon Rainbows ?

maybe

wait wdym we

by the time this journeys over all of us will probably just go home to our home islands

By “We” , I Mean The Two Of Us . I’d Like To See The Moon Rainbows Without Sprigg Taking Notes About Everything , Haha !

OH DEAR GLAISHUR SHE WANTS TO SEE THE MOON RAINBOWS ALONE WITH ME

DOES SHE EVEN KNOW IT ALSO SYMBOLIZES LOVE BETWEEN MONSTERS

Cool !

FUCK MONDO YOU FUCKED UP AAUGUHABUGABUGAVU

enjoying your date?

WHA

(A very flustered Mondo looks up to see Flitz flying above them and Toorie.)

Oh , Flitz ! Hi !

Wait What Date

y’know, since you two are togeeeether, under the staaaaaaars, aloooooooone, talking about stuff…

IT IS NOT A FUCKING DATE

Yeah ! We’re Just Hanging Out Under The Stars And Talking About Things That Are Special To Us , Like Friends Always Do .

i dunno, sounds like a date to me.

SHUT

alright, alright, fine!

(Even more awkward silence.)

… Anyways , Where’s Jeeo ?

sleeping.

what about the others?

Huh ?

you know, Sprigg, Mauna, and that Fluoress—I dunno, Mop Opera—she’s dating?

i think you mean moperetta

yeah, Moperetta. where are they?

I , Uh , Don’t Know .

oh ok

Probably Still Looking For Where The Light Is .

I’m Sure They’ll Be Back Soon Though , Right ?

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sorry for leaving on a cliffhanger shgsjhgsjyvusybuysbuysb

anyways I have summer school tomorrow so gn 🛌

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

#msm #my singing monsters #msm au #my singing monsters au #pompom #pompom msm #mammott #mammott msm #tootoo #tootoo msm #sooza #sooza msm #tweedle #tweedle msm

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glassofspoiledmilk · 5 months

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I love you, Spencer Reid

Chapter 2, warnings: language, violence, death, murder, abuse

WC: 1.1k , Pt1

Tag list: @mega-kittyglitter-1

There laid a severed, scorched head in the box on the table. I flinched and covered my mouth. The face was completely unrecognizable.

I can hear the faint sound of Spencer talking in the distance as I try to choke back the vomit in my throat.

I walked away from the counter and collapsed onto my couch, my heart beating rapidly. I gripped the pillow and covered my mouth.

Spencer covered up the box and sat down next to me.

"Y/N its uh- it's gonna be ok. We're gonna find whoever did this" he hesitantly whispers, unsure of what to say.

"How is this going to be ok? There's a head in my dining room!" I spat out, my hand sliding from my mouth up to my forehead.

"I'm going to call Hotch" Spencer says as he picks up his phone.

Before I knew it the entire BAU and police department were in my apartment.

I was ushered outside by Hotch and Morgan for questioning.

"What exactly happened when you found the package?" Hotch asks me as I sit down on the steps just outside the complex.

"I-I came home from the Bureau and found the package but something felt off..so I took the note from under the ribbon and it had a creepy Shakespeare quote which I would later learn had to do with the..head..inside, but I called over Spencer because I was scared and that's when we opened it" I say, shivering after every word.

"Spencer told me when you were in middle school you were in Shakespeare, could this be connected?" He asks.

"I..I don't know, it could be but we never did Hamlet" I said as I wiped the sweat off my forehead.

"I just need to sleep and I'll be able to make the best profile I can by tomorrow afternoon" I say as I look up at him.

"I'm sorry Y/N but you're a victim, therefore you are a part of our victimology and I cannot allow you to work on this case" he says sternly.

"But hotch! This case is centered around me, I-If I don't do something more people are going to die and I will not let that happen" I plead.

"The case being centered around you is exactly why we can't have you on it, my decision is final" Hotch glares.

"Listen Y/N I get this is hard but I promise we're gonna find whoever did this to you" Morgan says with a glimpse of hope.

"So while you're out there doing whatever the hell you're doing I'm supposed to sit here and wait for another head to turn up!?" I yell, standing up from the stairs.

"What happens if he decides he wants to send my head to one of you while I'm here, vulnerable and alone!" I add.

"We will have an agent with you at all times" Hotch assures me.

"Who?" I ask.

"You can have Spencer or Penelope" he adds.

"I want Spencer" I reply.

"Very well then" Hotch says before he and Morgan walk back to the black suburban.

I laid my hand on my forehead as I started walking back into my apartment. Almost everyone had left, besides a few CSI workers testing the carpet outside my door.

And Spencer.

"I just uh..got a call from Hotch that I'm supposed to be staying with you until we catch the unsub right?" He asks, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Yeah..hotch said I could have another agent with me" I say as I enter my apartment.

"So uh- do you think I could go home and back some bags?" He asks with a slight smile.

“Oh yeah..would you mind if I came with you tho I don’t feel too safe on my own right now” I confess, slightly ashamed of my cowardice.

“That’s fine just don’t mind my apartment is slightly messy” he replies as we walk back outside.

I hop into the passenger seat of his car and we drive a few miles away to his apartment.

The car ride was filled with quick conversations and yawns .

“I don't mean to be a bother but do you think we could sleep at my house..I’m a little too tired to pack right now..” Spencer says as he rubs his tired eyes.

“I don’t mind” I reply with a quick yawn.

“I think I have some pajamas and there’s a pull-out on my couch so I think we’ll be ok..” he adds.

“Sounds good” I mumble, resting my head on hand.

When we enter his apartment it looks very neat and smells of old books and coffee.

He locks the door behind him and resets his alarm system.

I stand tiredly in front of his door as he runs into his bedroom, soon returning with a sweatshirt and pants.

“I don’t know if these will fit too well but they should be ok for tonight..” he says shyly, handing me the clothes.

“Thanks..” I rub my eyes as he leads me to his bathroom.

“You can change in here if you want..I’ll just be setting up the pullout” he adds as he opens the door for me.

I slowly walk inside and flick on the light switch, the bright light hurting my eyes.

I slip out of my work clothes and fold them on the sink before stepping into the comforting pair of sweats. I walk back out and see the pullout bed on the floor neatly made and decorated with pillows.

“I know it’s not too big but I think it’s better than just the couch” he says as he adjusts the comforter.

“Thank you Spencer really, you didn’t have to” I say with a sleepy smile.

“No need to thank me, just doing my job” he replies with his signature straight smile.

“Well goodnight..try and get as much sleep as you can, if you need me I’ll just uh be in here” he says as he points to his bedroom.

“Goodnight Spencer” I reply as I climb onto the bed.

He slightly nods his head in acknowledgment before walking off into his bedroom.

I pull the warm covers on top of me and try my best to preoccupy myself with thoughts other than the severed head found earlier.

Which was not working, but who could blame me.

However, soon enough I felt my eyelids start to get heavy, and I softly rested my head on a pillow and went to sleep.

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salaciousslut · 8 months

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I love hearing what other ppl like so please do!! I also like R&B a lot i just forgot to mention it when i was talking abt genres i like earlier bc i was too focused on rap 🤭 and im the same way tbh! Unless im a real big fan of an artist i'll wait a while, but sometimes like with Paramore's After Laughter i couldnt stand to accept the sound change so i waited a year to listen to it 🫣

I'm going out in an hour or two and im probably not gonna drink till i get back home late. Im always DD since i live the furthest. I wish you could come out with me and my friends i feel like you'd have fun with us. But my friends usually get crossfaded with me bc i always bring some weed. im ok to drive when its worn off a bit im safe i promise 🫣 but i drop everyone off so im used to getting home late a lot. I wish i could hear you giggling i bet you have a cute laugh sweetheart<3 i bet youre really fun to be around when you're drunk<3

I do the same but im trying to get back into better habits like journaling, like sometimes i just cant cry because ive bottled everything up for so long. So i very much urge ppl to cry when they can because its not a great feeling not being able to cry when you need to cry. Like even if its small, cry about it its fine. Its human to feel the full spectrum of emotion.

I forgot what voice i used for my character but i think it was some generic dude voice, i have been a little out of practice with my deeper voices though. But my voice is usually pretty deep anyway, i pitch my voice up a bit when im at work bc i dont want to scare the old timers too much. I hate to admit that my favorite voices to try to do are meatwad from aqua teen hunger force and stitch, theyre like the same voice to me 🤭 i do it for funsies, but in my teen years i did it a lot bc my friends gave me approval for it 🤭

Soo maybe i might budget to get my hands on those perfumes ☺️ i'd like to know what your favorite perfumes smelled like on first hand bases. This is a second best, best would be smelling it on your neck<3 theres a certain cologne i fell in love with years go that ive been trying to get my hands on, its polo red by ralph lauren it had smelled so wonderful to me.

Candles are a lot to take care of so i get it. I just have two main rules i follow for the life of my candle and the safety of my cats. Im the type of person where if i see soot in your candles i try to clean that out to lessen fire risk bc they can be dangerous, its something ppl never notice but thats ok i just want them to be safe. I used to play with the wax like that too!! It low key led to me trying to experiment a little with wax play which was interesting to say the least.

You really are an adorable little puppy<3 its nice to know i was right about thinking you were shorter than me<3 i like short girls, tall girls are nice but short girls are better<3 esp when theyre a little older than me🤭 also ironically i dont own anything royal purple but maybe one day!

oooh i love r&b!! one of my close friends loves it too and will always rec me songs!! and honestly thats sooo fair about waiting to listen to paramore i was the same way!

im always dd too!! just bc i wanna make sure my friends are safe!! bc we all live in the same apartment complex but i know what u mean! i also just like taking care of my friends as u know! im very much rather drink at home bc its my lil safe space! but if im with people i trust, then i like to let loose. plus i wanna lose my inhibitions with you! ill be such a cute lap pet while u and ur friends are drinking and having fun!!

omg i have trouble crying too!! i call it my emotional constipation so ill put on a sad movie to try and cry!! but yes, heres to us trying to me more in tune with our emotions!!

hehe cute cute cute i wanna hear now!! i think i also have a pretty deep voice so i bet we would sound amazing together!! also hehe stitch i love it!! i bet u sound sooo cute

oh trust me, i plan going to bbw soon and smelling you 🫣🥰 and omg i love polo red!! it smells sooo yummy

i started using a candle warmer rather than lighting my candles bc i got scared of the soot, and i know ur not suppose to keep candles lit for a long time but i love the smell so much!! and yes i love wax play. this is kinda embarrassing but i was doing wax play for someone and he had the audacity to get made at me bc i was moaning and enjoying it rather than in pain. smh just let me enjoy the warm feeling on my skin ya know?

i loveeeee being just a lil shorter, tall people kinda intimidate me at first but ur the perfect height!! hehe lets cuddle bc im sooo touch starved and lazy and in a cuddly mood rn. and omg how old are u??

#ci answers #butch my beloved

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