#first crushes
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lesbiangummybearmafia · 1 year ago
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Ok so starting a thing... see how it goes.
Who are your very first crushes, going all the way back to childhood?? If you got 5 put 5, if want to add more great, less that's great too. I'm just super curious to see everyone's, so make sure to tag people so we can see as many people's crushes as possible. 🙂 And most importantly no one throwing insults everyone got different tastes!
Of course since this my brilliant idea I'll go first 😉
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Tagging: @aserendipitousworld, @fionagoodeinthehoode, @ijustadoreyou22, @littlesisterofthemoon, @trammelsb, @myinitialsarentkdtb, @taygertot
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jerzwriter · 1 year ago
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Who was your first Choices crush?
Hey Nonny,
Well, the first story I played was The Royal Romance, and I did like Liam, but I don't know if I would classify it as a full-blown obsession, that came a little later when I fell for Drake. lol
After that, I played The Freshman Series, and OMG, I loved Zig Ortega. In fact, I miss Zig hours. I should play that again! I also loved Becca too. I know she was horrible at first, but after the story developed, I loved her route.
But my first absolute Choices obsession had to be Desire & Decorum's Ernest Sinclaire. He is still among my very top LI's, and it's another story I should really replay!
Thanks for the ask, Nonny!
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coderedblood · 1 year ago
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My first crush was my goth babysitter when I was 3. Then I was crazy about Padmé Amidala. My first male crush was Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan
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i-am-but-a-holyman · 1 year ago
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exist purely for her
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stardust-andwine · 1 year ago
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Me during this entire Fizz + Blitz make up episode:
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bajaja-blast · 4 months ago
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you dislike Luke Castellan because he disagreed with an oppressive government system and actually took action to change the abusive ways him and his peers have been forced to follow for millennia.
I dislike Luke Castellan because in the Titans Curse he manipulated Annabeth, who he raised as his little sister, into holding up the sky, the FUCKING sky, for over 20 hours and had the audacity to walk away as though he was completely apathetic towards it while she begged and pleaded with him to help her.
we are not the same.
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attleboy · 1 year ago
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what if she had the bite force of a hyena... my little femur breaker
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meandtheyeehaws · 2 months ago
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who is this lost sassy child and why is it on a battlefield
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ruoyeming · 3 months ago
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A lirtle wangxian wip cause I've been rewatching The Untamed <3
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pomribs · 10 months ago
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this is how gay characters should be written bc its the only way that accureately describes how having a gay crush feels
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my2010steenlife · 1 year ago
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October 28, 2010
Yesterday I found out that Theo likes me and I said to his friends Mary and Haley that I would only say yes if he asked me in person and today Mary told me to follow her when I ran into Hazel and I said just a sec to Mary. Then Jacob pulled me over to Theo and I told him Haley/Mary had to be by me so they came and he asked me “out”. I said no but we could still be friends because I probably wouldn’t date till 7th grade and to ask me next year and I might say yes! I really did like him!!
Also today Josiah asked me how old I was I said 11 and I asked him. He said 12 (We were cleaning our desks and we were done) Then he asked me who I liked and I told him to tell me me who he likes first. He wouldn’t tell me so I said I liked Tod and tony and he said that didn’t count cause that was Taylor and Clarissa. Then I asked Tod who he liked and she wouldn’t tell me but when we walked away from Josiah she told me he likes me! I didn’t believe Tod then on the bus I told Piper the story of Theo. And Piper said I know who else likes you and she said Josiah. It must be true. I thought Josiah liked me because he is always sticking tape in my hair and giving me pens/pencils. I didn’t say anything though. I’m asking tomorrow.
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hhhhunty · 8 months ago
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How funny that she never considered that.
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papay0 · 6 months ago
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Labru is enemies to lovers but the enemies part is one sided bc for kabru; laios is (or could be) humanity’s #1 enemy and while he’s having nightmares about him and acting as if only thinking about Laios gives him critical psychological damage, Laios’s just thinking “oh what a nice guy, he likes monster cuisine too” kicking his legs in the air and everything
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hairmetal666 · 6 months ago
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Steve wins the bat plush at a fair when he's seven. He doesn't care about bats, but it's the prize for making all five baskets in the basketball game, so he gets the little bat. Its eyes are a little crooked and one wing is slightly smaller than the other, but it being lopsided sort of makes it cuter.
He and his dad, they're supposed to be going on rides now, but his dad's pager keeps going off. He puts Steve next to a funnel cake stand, tells him not to move, and goes in search of a pay phone. Fifteen minutes pass, and Steve is bored under the flashing lights and tinkling music. He wants to play not sit and wait.
Eventually, he drifts back towards the midway, watches the people rushing by, searches for a sign of his dad's return. His attention is caught by another boy at the basketball booth. He has to be about Steve's age, with a mop of dark curls on top of his head and a jean jacket that's slightly too big, sleeves flopping over his hands as he lines up his shots.
This boy, he's terrible at basketball. Every shot is too high or too short or goes wide, but he's trying. Even from this distance, Steve can see how hard he's trying. He uses up his five balls, fishes into his jacket pocket for more money, and gets five more.
He misses every shot. This time, when he goes back for more money, he comes up empty. Steve thinks he sees his lip shaking.
A man, one in a leather jacket and boots that Steve thinks look mean, comes up to the boy, drops a heavy hand on his shoulder. He's too far away to hear the conversation, assumes the boy asks to play again and the man's response is a shaken head and a tight smile. They walk away from the games, right towards Steve, who slinks back to the side of the midway, not wanting to be caught staring.
"What was it you wanted? That stupid bat? Just another piece of trash you wanna bring in my house." Steve hears as they pass.
The boy nods, but keeps his eyes down and to the side.
He feels bad then. Felt bad before, but now he looks at his own bat, at its funny eyes and poorly attached wings, and wishes he could hand it over to the boy who really wants it. Steve almost does, then, makes to go after them, but his dad appears, dropping a hand to Steve's shoulder and saying, "ready to hit those rides?" And he knows the opportunity is gone, knows his dad will say it's too soft, not what men do.
Steve manages to lose himself for a while in the swirling lights and funhouse music and carnival rides, forget about the little bat in his back pocket and the boy who wanted one so desperately. But then his dad's pager goes off some more, he goes back to the pay phone, and Steve ducks into the low brick building that houses the bathrooms.
His eyes immediately land on the same boy from the basketball game. His eyes are red, face damp, obviously from tears, and Steve just--
"Here." He shoves the bat into the boy's chest.
For a second, the brownest eyes Steve's ever seen widen at him, before narrowing in a harsh glare, the boy's teeth barred.
"Why?" He snarls.
Steve thinks he may regret every choice that led him to this but he says, he says, "Because I want you to have it."
The boy blinks a few times, hand reaching out to gently pinch the bat's smallest wing. "You sure?"
Steve nods and the bat is slowly withdrawn from his grasp.
"No takesies-backsies?"
"It's yours."
The boy looks at the bat in awe, and Steve says, "see? It already looks happier with you."
The boy's beaming smile is cut-off by a voice calling from the door, "you in there,? I ain't got time to be waiting for your boohooing."
"Coming!" The boy carefully tucks the bat into an inner pocket of his jacket. "Thank you," he whispers, eyes big and glistening and happy, before he disappears out the door.
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13 years later, give or take a few months, and Steve stands in the cracked shell of a bisected trailer, rummaging through what remains of a life well-lived, searching for anything whole. He's already found a few undamaged mugs and clean hats, but this room--it took a lot of damage. The brunt of it, really. Some sick sort of joke, after everything.
It's mostly rubble in here, scraps of fabric; slivers of notebook paper, magazine, poster; crumbled shards of vinyl and cassette plastic. A few times he comes across the disembodied limb of one of those dnd figures, and something weird happens to his throat.
In the far corner there's half of a dresser collapsed into itself, and he shuffles through the debris to see what he can find. There's something, soft and black, just the edge of it, peaking out from under half of a drawer face. He pulls it out, careful as can be and it's--it's a plush bat. It's a little dirty, but unharmed, though its eyes are a little wonky, and one wing is smaller than the other.
He holds it and he stares and he has to brace himself against the wall. It can't be--it's not the same one--but he remembers those big brown eyes and the curls and--
"Harrington," a warm, rich voice calls from what's left of the hallway. "You get lost in there?"
Eddie shuffles in, slow, careful with his crutches. And it--it took so long, months and months of convalesce and physical therapy, still physical therapy, but he's here. He's alive. He's perfect. And the something blooming between them, it's not spoken yet, but it's there, growing, and now, now--
"Oh my god, you found Lilith! I thought she was toast."
"Lilith?" He's still cradling the little lopsided bat in his hands, but moves closer to hand it over to Eddie.
"Yes, Lilith." Eddie takes the bat, presses it to his chest. "The first boy I ever loved gave her to me."
His heart turns over in his chest and when he swallows his throat clicks. Eddie doesn't notice, he's smiling softly at the bat, at Lilith, but then, "why are you looking at me like that?"
"First boy you ever loved?" He says. He thinks he sounds normal.
Somehow, Eddie's smile grows even softer. "Yeah. Roan County Fair, years ago. Tried to win her, but--" he clicks his tongue--"never had great hand-eye coordination. And then this kid just gave her to me out of nowhere. I used to think I was going to marry him."
"And now?"
Eddie laughs. "I grew up, Steve."
And for a second, he doesn't know what to say, but then, "I was right then, huh? That she'd be happier with you."
He stares at Steve, those same big brown eyes, wide and glistening. "Steve that was--Steve?" Eddie presses a hand over his mouth, overcome, before launching himself into Steve's arms. The crutches clatter to the floor, but Steve has him, will always have him, no matter what.
"I can't believe you kept her," Steve whispers.
"God, I carry her everywhere. She's Corroded Coffin's mascot, and you--Steve, I can't believe that was you."
"Surprise," he bumps Eddie's forehead with his.
They hold each other in the center of the destruction, but none of that matters right now, not when it feels like every moment since they very first met as children was leading them to this.
From the other half of the trailer, they hear footsteps, chattering, Wayne and Robin and Dustin, but Steve wants this to last a little longer.
"So, marriage...that still off the table?"
Eddie laughs softly, nuzzles his face against Steve's neck. "Are you kidding, sweetheart? No way I'm letting you go."
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hexedwithluck · 8 months ago
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old sedusas :3
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cryptocism · 1 month ago
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cute n silly unfinished sketch
and bonus bart:
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