#irish gfs yes

[allthetropes]

words keep pouring out of my heart because i'm a writer, and words keep pouring out of my face because i have ADHD, and quite frankly i am a nightmare on legs but i'm a cute nightmare on legs and i can bake bread so who is the real winner here???

(not me im gluten intolerant)

[moki-dokie]

kay so on my 5th rewatch and something i wanna point out that is such a brilliant acting choice: kenneth branagh's very specific speaking cadence for fowler.

fowler's cadence threw me off so hard the first watch i could barely even tell he was irish. my gf thought he might be from around glasgow. neither of us could pin it down. it is NOT the cadence of a native english speaker, no matter the accent. the words flow strangely into each other like there's no natural punctuation in his sentence structure. even the lilt is kinda different from what you hear in the irish accents today.

so i got to thinking: maybe this is how the japanese hear him? he's fluent, yes, but his cadence is off. he's not a native speaker. it's just slightly off. that could still be a possibility but no, i don't think that's it.

and then i remembered: ireland was still speaking gaeilge in this time period. so i looked up some recordings of native speakers of it from the 1800s, before it got heavily anglicised. and wouldn't you know it, the cadence is pretty damn similar. the lilt is almost identical.

i think fowler grew up speaking gaeilge. and i think the cadence of his native language follows him into his japanese. if so, that's some next-level meta and brillance from kenneth. I'm actually really excited to hear fowler speak around other native english speakers, excited to see if it changes at all. i wonder if he'll mask it, make it more british to better blend in. i wonder if we'll get an obvious difference when he speaks to mizu vs. speaking with other english speakers.

i could be wrong about it too but that seems like an acting choice kenneth would do tbh. either way it's intriguing as fuck fowler is such a cool and terrifying villain. as much as i think mizu should have slit his throat on the boat and tossed him overboard, i'm happy we'll get more of him and his weird lovely scary voice.

[yarasdead]

jealousy, jealousy. ౨ৎ part two

boyfriend!matt dierkes x hyperfem!reader

cw. established relationship, slightly suggestive with talks of sex but no smut, reader gets jealous and possessive, matt being very "i hate everyone but my gf" lowkey, reader has one drink, typical club dancing and grinding but matt can't keep his hands to himself,

a/n. this is a continuation of part one! this can be read as a standalone, but i wrote these two as a pair based off of a conversation between @exitwoundsx so please enjoy a <3 if people love matty and his gf i'd love to make this a little series!

you're secure in your relationship matt, the most secure you've ever felt than any of your past relationships. so, there isn't very many times where you've felt jealous, i mean how could you? not when matt shudders when he enters you, cursing under his breath and mumbling about how your pussy was made for him, molded only for his cock. or how without a fail he fills you up to the brim, keeping himself nestled inside of you to cock warm as he pulls you into him, soothing a hand up and down your body while he coos and gives you the sweetest praises that could only be directed at you, matt's baby. or how just as much as matt can be a dick, it all melts away when you're near, and he'll take all of the tease and shit the guys give him as he pulls you into his lap because you're the sweetest thing to him.

the two of you had been persuaded in going to the club, a rare occurrence since neither you nor matt really enjoy clubbing much. it was more of you begging him to come along, it didn't take much for your friends to convince you so you promised them you'd take on the hefty task of persuading matt. and your happy it didn't take much begging, because the moment you batted your eyes at him he was grunting out a yes.

you and matt had drifted apart, the last you had seen him was in a not so crowded area of the club where you left him with a kiss on the lips before going off with your friends on the dance floor. now at the bar, turning your head to peer over your shoulder, searching for matt. you smile when you find him roughly in the same spot as you left him, but it soon drops when you catch a girl staring at matt with a predatory gaze. you stare for a moment, hoping that she's staring down one of the guys. but she isn't.

and that little twinge of green starts to flourish when you watch her start to make her way towards him. her attempt at trying to get matt's attention almost makes you feel bad for her, not knowing the kind of personality he has can definitely create hurt feelings for the person he's interacting with.

you'd almost wish to have super hearing just to eavesdrop on their conversation, but by the faces she's making and the sternness of matt's body language you can guess it's not going well for her. and you hate how you relish in the look of all the color draining from her face when matt pulls out his phone and shoves it in her face. but you can't help stand up straighter against the bar know it's a damn good photo of you and matt together on your two year anniversary, it's his favorite photo of the two of you and it's been his homescreen ever since.

haven't been paying attention to the conversation your friends have been over the bumping music, but you turn to them and shout how you're going to check up on matt and be right back. although, you know you're not in the back of your mind, matt and you will most likely be on brand and do an irish goodbye.

taking the final swig of your drink you push yourself up from against the bar countertop to make your way over to matt. the girl has been gone by the time you shuffle your way through the crowd of people. you hand grabbing at his bicep and sliding down his arm to hold his hand. matt turns his head to look down at you.

"hey, baby." he smiles, lowering his head to capture your lips.

pulling away, "i want to dance." tightening your grip around his hand you pulling him away from the guys and into the sea of dancing people.

content with the spot, you turn around. your back against matt's chest, his hands falling onto the familiarity of your hips, rubbing them up and down your sides as you sway a little. you're happy that the song playing has a decent rhythm to dance along.

grinding your ass back into him. you can't tell if your gaining confidence from the groan that leaves his mouth or the drink in your system. moving your hands up your body, letting your nails rake up matt's arms around you until your hands are up in the air and fall back onto his head. pushing your ass against his groin, smirking when you feel how hard he is already, you find your rhythm along with the song as your grind your way down matt's body. letting yourself drop, hearing matt curse out a 'shit' before you make your way back up.

when you do matt's hands are still wandering all over your body, touching what's his as you make it to your full height. arching slightly as you wrap your hands back around matt's neck, attaching his mouth to your neck and his hands find their way to your clothed breast. it isn't long before matt spins you around to face him.

"look s'good dancing for me."

your giggling soon turning quiet as he goes back to sucking at your neck. gasping when he pulls you flesh into him and his hard on is pressing into you.

letting a moan slip when matt sucks at a sensitive spot, the sensation of his lips on you becoming too much. when a smack falls upon your ass your eyes fling open only to find the girl staring at the two of you and you smile. sneaking your hands up to caress at his head, pushing him further into your neck as you move your head to the side more to give him more space to do what he likes.

you don't know what compelled you in that moment, but the hazy gaze of the girl intently watching the two of you, and matt sucking at your neck like a vampire, all while his bulge, you being the very reason why had said bulge, is pressed against you. or the little twinge of green now fully igniting inside of you.

but, you really can't help but mouth "mine." at the girl.

[artistotel]

me and my gf have an oc named dr darling (yes its a blackadder reference) who has a degree in xeno-pedagogy and she raised maul, and even though everyone in the empire has a doctorate in space racism she managed to also have it in regular racism towards irish and slavs. her plumber is from imotski her electrician is from čačak

[harrywavycurly]

Hi lovie! Could I request Niall and his girl talking about babies? (Kittens, puppies human babies etc 😇) baby fever has hit me and it’s babies of all types 😂 I cried over how cute my fluff ball was earlier

Hiii babes!! So I went with a conversation between them and in my mind it’s Niall driving his lovely drunk gf home from the bar but I hope it hits the spot for you!!😂💖

-find all things Boyfriend Niall Horan here✨

“What the fuck did you just say to me lover of mine?” “Why are you so loud Niall?….it is the Irish thing or something? I’m right here…don’t shout.” “Sorry angel…but what is it you just said? Something about babies?” “Oh yeah….I want some.” “Like…like with me? You want babies with-” “God you look pale…does the idea of having babies with me make you want to faint? Is it that horrible of-” “no no no…no that’s not it baby put the wobbly lip away…there’s no need for all that…I just…we haven’t talked about babies before that’s all…” “I’m talking about it now…I want babies with you…and your slow hands.” “Jesus…never gonna live that down.” “You wanna have babies with me?…right? Or someone else?” “I uh would prefer to have them with you yeah…just you if that’s quite alright Princess.” “That sounds nice…when?” “Uh when…when what love?” “When can we make babies? Oh how about tonight? That sounds fun! Doesn’t that sound fu?!” “Let’s uhm maybe wait a bit…ya know since I’m in the middle of a uh tour and all?….” “Oh your tour…that’s right…you’re kinda a big deal did you know that?” “Me? A big deal? Nahhh…no way.” “Yeah…my future baby daddy is also kinda famous…he was the only blonde member of One Direction….and he’s Irish.” “I really hope those aren’t the things you use to help people know who I am…also I’m not gonna be your baby daddy I’m gonna be like…the father of your children or your husband.” “Both of those sound sexy coming from you…” “yeah? Which one do you like more?” “Husband.” “Yeah? You like that one the most huh?” “Yes…like having babies with my husband sounds nice…doesn’t having babies with your wife sound nice?” “It does…” “do you love me?” “I’m madly in love with you yes.” “I love you too…even though we aren’t making babies tonight.”

[sirenlulls]

ARABELLA → e. hewson

pairing — elijah hewson x famous!fem!reader

summary —every popular man needs an even more popular girlfriend and rn that's you babe xx

written for this request

wraps her lips round the mexican coke, makes you wish that you were the bottle

you're such a fan fav.

like whenever you're at inhaler gigs they're almost more excited to take pictures with you than with the band

if you work in the limelight as well (singer, model, actress, etc) his fanbase is your fanbase.

pictures of you and elijah (and just you) are very common profile pics for inhaler twt and tiktok

he's very aware that he's the arm candy in the relationship

he can't complain tho, he gets it

obsessed bf, pretty gf dynamic

goes without saying that you've got more than a few songs written about you

if you're irish (self projecting) you would be freaking out with him and the lads over them playing in slane (and for opening hslot ofc)

in famous!reader headcanons i always see "his insta is a fanpage for you" and i raise you one, your insta is a fanpage for HIM!!

litch whenever an album drops, it's on the story and in a post. they announced tour dates? posted. they're opening for someone? posted. they fall asleep on your couch after a show? posted. you see a cute fan edit? saved, commented, and posted.

you're visibly down bad for him

BUT DONT WORRY hes visibly down bad for you too

if you're a singer, people are getting videos of him with the biggest heart eyes chilling in the vip section

if you're an actress, pictures of him staring at you on the red carpet or during interviews haunt the rockstar gf pinterest girlies

if you're a model you better believe that there has never been a show of yours when everyone can see him smiling in the front row

your little fanboy <3

forehead kisses for the win!!!

AND AND AND!!!!!! a hand on the small of your back at all times

definitely does the thumb thing when you're holding hands

he follows the sidewalk rule like it's a law

tells u abt the time he got abducted by aliens to help u sleep xx

he doesn't really fuck with spooning but will always rest easier if your head is on his chest and his arm is around you

i feel like if you're a very excitable person (self projecting again) he's such a listener

like you could be rambling about the most random thing in the world, and he'll just sit there nodding with a cute little smile on his face

he'd be great to gossip with, i think, but that might just be the irish in him

it's pretty much mandatory that you get on well with the rest of the bad bcs if you're not busy yourself, eli is dragging you on tour with them

if you were in the industry longer than them i feel like you'd all have some really good chats

like giving them advice on how to deal with anxiety and helping them through any doubts or fears they have

they all appreciate having you around even if ye take the piss out of each other 24/7

it's loving banter <3

you'd get mentioned in interviews a few times

never by name tho

because eli's so private and doesn't want to end up with the bands success being attributed to you he'd never be like "oh, y/n said this, y/n said that"

instead he'd be like "oh, yeah my girlfriend's been here before so she's been telling us where to go and all"

if the others ever brought you up it'd be to take the piss out of eli

"yeah his girlfriend had to drag him out the bus this morning" "he wouldn't shut up till we brought his girlfriend over" stuff like that

you and eli would have some proper deep chats i feel

he trusts you so much

each others ride or dies fr

fans hope you get married

he does too

overall, any comment section under a pic of the two of you is filled with people crediting ye for their bisexuality xx

[dellalyra]

omg imagine gojo with a welsh or irish gf - another irish girl

Gojo would thrive with one of us Irish women

Because let’s face it: we’re mostly all firebrands, strong, fiery passionate women.

That strong sense of loyalty and family (blood or found) oriented attitude? He relishes it, a feeling of belonging - of being truly loved and respected by someone? Amazing. The fiery nature of our blood lends itself a protective nature. The higher ups are giving him shit? Not a chance.

“Eh? Excuse you, you wrinkly sack of shite? What your last skivvy die of? Hush your gob or I’ll shut it for you. Fucking scarlet for ya’, absolute state of ya.”

Sometimes when you’re angry your accent becomes thicker or if you’re a gaeilgeoir you might slip into your teanga nádúrtha and I stg gojo has never gotten a hard on quicker in his life than seeing you spitting fire at that typical angry Irish girl speed of light.

None of his arrogance or occasional push-too-far would float either. None of us have the energy.

“Satoru, for the love of God, if you keep going on about not wanting to do the washing up because you’re the strongest, I’m going to crack up. I don’t have the energy for your shite right now. Now get up off your arse and clean the pan.”

Probably takes him a while to get used to how casually we curse and drink too, like you’re going to see your friends?

“I’m meeting the gang for a few jars tonight, coming?”

“The fuck are you doing with jars?”

The vernacular gets him too.

“SATORU!” Comes a shout from across the house.

“Yes, gremlin?”

“Grab me a few tea cloths from the hot press will you? Good chap.”

“Hot press? Is that a sex position?”

“Oh, Jesus Mary and Joseph.”

If you guys have kids - they’re brought up with the value that the mammy is the centre of the family and nothing goes on without her say so.

Like imagine a little mini version of Satoru running around and sprinting to his dad.

“Daddy, can I have the sweets on the table?” Shiny blue eyes mirror each other.

“Ask your mother, kiddo, it’s her dairy milk.”

The patter of feet is followed by a:

“MAAAAAAA! Can I have your selection box?”

“You can in your hat!”

Satoru sick? Why do you keep giving him flat 7up or cream crackers? Suguru got wounded on a mission, why do you insist on putting sudocream on it?

Christmas rolls around and for some reason in late November it’s a very big deal one Friday night. You have cornered him, Suguru and Shoko and forced them all into Christmas pyjamas and made hot chocolates for everyone and switched the telly on.

“What is going on? It’s not even Christmas.” Suguru asks, completely lost.

“Wha? Sure it’s the last Friday in November.”

The three just sit in silence.

“You three, thick as a plank, the lot of ye. I told ye last week that it’s the Toy Show tonight!”

“The what show?”

“The Toy Show!”

“It’s a show… about toys?”

“Yeah! A load of kids showing off their toys and showing how they work and all. Fierce funny. Robbie Keane usually ends up on it too somehow.”

If ever there’s an issue where some arsehole is annoying you about stereotypes, it’s always an entertaining show for Satoru.

“Can you do a Riverdance?” The stranger asks.

“Jaysus, sure I haven’t done any Irish dancing since I was in 3rd class and my nanny forced me to.”

Introducing him to Irish delicacies?

No I don’t mean coddle, or stew.

I mean real delicacies.

Like a chicken fillet roll or a spice bag. Your Nana’s apple tart. Soda bread or a bottle of Lilt. Bag of tayto (cheese and onion, obviously) or purple snack bars? A curly wurly? Red lemonade or a mikado biscuit? (Fuck, we love sweets I’m realising as I write this) or a decent cup of tea (Barry’s or Lyon’s, I won’t start that debate here).

Most of all, I think Satoru would thrive in the warmth of an Irish woman. We might be temperamental, battleaxes sometimes, and always a bit mad but one thing I know is we love wholeheartedly and fiercely, with every fibre of who we are. That belonging, the nurturing, the warmth and sheer sense of home that we all somehow tend to exude would made Satoru an incredibly happy man.

[sweet-villain]

The Last Wish~ B.H

@luna-munson83 asked:

Hey darling. How have you been?

I don’t know if you open for request. I have idea for Billy Hargrove x gf!reader.

So… I been read a lot everytime when reader took her life for Eddie or Steve but what about for Billy while battling the Mind Flayers? Yes I know it’s angst, like I said your writing is incredibly.

When Billy hold Eleven down the ground and R notices that the Mind Flayers about kill El/Billy and she decides to jump in to save them and Billy got big heartbroken.

I haven’t read anything like that yet. Just take your time if you accept it or not, no worries. I know you have tones to writing🙃

Author's Note: I've been doing my best sweets, honestly. Things are hectic at work and at home but I'll be okay &lt;3

Tags : : @ceriseheaven @josephquinnlover0 @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @stillfalling30minslater @alyisdead @witchy-munson

My Master List is in This Area

Angst

Warning : Reader's death

Heads turned when you stepped out of his car with your bag swung over your shoulder as you looked around the parking lot. You spots Nancy from where she stood with her books in her arms as she sends you a small smile but her smile disappears when the other door opens. Billy steps out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth making his way around the car.

Fingers snapped in front of your face bringing your attention away from looking at Nancy to your boyfriend.

" What?"

He stomped out of his cigarette with the sole of his shoe turning his head to see where your sight set on. He chuckled, "You and Wheeler are friends or something?"

" She's in a few of my classes, and yes Billy. She's a friend"

"You and pretty Miss Perfect are friends?" Tommy snorted as he walked with Carol around his arm as they walked up to you and Billy.

" Yeah, is that a problem?" Tommy shook his head. " You wanna be friend with someone like her? She dumped Harrington for that loser Byers."

" Piss off" you grumbled pushing past him making sure you hit your shoulder. with his. Carol popper her gum as she glared at you. Billy followed after you, catching up.

" Don't know why your friends with those two" you mumbled walking inside the school. The halls were busy with students getting to their lockers but heads turned when you and Billy walked in. It was just another day of school but dating Billy Hargrove had it perks and non perks.

" They aren't really my friends, they follow me because you know" he leaned his shoulder against the locker next to your, " I am the new Keg King, everyone wants to be around me, I have a cool car and the prettiest girl on my arm." He smirks while you roll your eyes with a smile on your face.

" You think I'm just pretty?" He nods, leaning in once you closed the locker door getting your book out. " You're mine and you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid eyes on"

" Much better, pretty boy" you lean up on your toes to kiss his cheek but he moved his head as his lips met yours. You squealed when his hand reached down to grab a hold of your ass.

" Billy!" he laughed as he tugged you closer. The bell rang before the two of you could do anything else. " I'm going to be late for class" he rolled his eyes.

" You're such a good girl"

" Just how you like it, Hargrove" He smirked as he walked you to class taking your book from your hands as he carried them.

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You sat in the seat next to Steve Harrington, one of your friends and Billy had to tolerate him when you were around. The both of them disliked each other. You felt a poke on your arm when a note slide over.

" Why are you with a guy like, Hargrove?" You turned your head to look at Steve in question but he was too busy drawing little drawings on top of his desk. But he stopped feeling the burn of your eyes on the side of his head. He didn't turn to look at you.

Because he treats me right, adores me and makes me happy.

You slide the note back to Steve who took in his hand and read it, scoffing. He didn't write anything else down. Steve never understood how someone like Billy Hargrove had caught your attention of you.

The bell rang before Steve could pass a note back to you but before you walked out of the class room, Steve spoke up.

" He's nothing but trouble. You deserve better"

" You don't know anything about my relationship, Harrington" he puts his hands and walked through the desks to get to the front door. It wasn't easy being friends with Steve when you were dating Billy, the both of them had never seen eye to eye.

You made your way out of the class turning just in time to bump into your boyfriend.

" I thought you'd be waiting for me by the door" you frowned as you looked up at him.

" The teacher wanted to see me after class or some shit" He shrugged, " Sorry" he mumbled. Billy wasn't the one who usually apologized. He's still getting used to that.

" You're here now" you leaned up to kiss him on the lips, he kissed you back pulling you flush to his body. Steve happened to walk by to see this and scoffed. Billy pulled away hearing it, " Something you gotta say, Harrington?"

Steve was about to say something when he saw the pleading look on your face. " That's what I thought" Billy says. You tugged on Billy's jacket bringing his attention back to you as he wrapped an arm around you.

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You knew the monsters that have been crawling into Hawkins. How? Dustin Henderson and Steve Harrington. Those two reeled you in on what's been going on and now you discovered there was something new lurking around Hawkins.

You sat on your couch in the living room waiting for Billy to pick you up for your date. It was getting to that time that he should be here. He had told you he was taking you somewhere special. Who knew Billy Hargrove could be a romantic? In his own way.

It felt like hours when you stood up from the couch to look at the time. You have been waiting for Billy to arrive for almost an hour? Where was he? You walked back out to the living room, looking out the window in hopes to hear the sound of his Camaro but that sound never came.

You were getting upset and worried at the same time. Has Neil done something? Was Max okay? You paced back and forth in your living room before racing to the phone to call to see if he was home. The lime kept ringing and ringing and ringing. He wasn't home.

The hour turned into two, you rushed out of the house with your keys and grabbed onto your bike. You were more worried about Billy than ruining the dress you were wearing.

When you arrive at Billy's, the house was dark and his Camaro wasn't in the driveway. You dropped the bike on the ground and walked over to his window to see if he was in there or anyone was in there. The room was pitch black and you can see the light falling onto his bed.

" Where are you?" you mumbled to yourself. Biting on your bottom lip looking over the house one more time before grabbing your bike as you headed back home.

Billy never picked you up for your date.

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You knew he was working at the pool today, and when you walked through the doors. There was sitting on the life guard chair with a blue sleeveless shirt, his red trucks but he looked dazed. His hair was not in his usual curls.

" Billy Hargrove" you called out to him. All heads turned at the sound of your voice spotting you on the side with your hands on your hips as you glared over at your boyfriend. " Care to explain where you've been? I've been worried sick."

Billy didn't even look at you but got off the chair as he headed toward the storage room. He wobbled on his feet with his head hang. " Billy?" you called out to him. He hasn't heard you as he continued to walk to his destination.

You followed him inside.

" Billy? Baby?" His back was to you when you called out to him. Billy had heard you call out to him. But he was afraid when he tuned around on who you would see.

" Leave me alone" he says, finally speaking up. You took a few steps towards him placing your hand on the small of his back. He felt your touch and tensed up.

" Baby-" he snapped his head towards you as he turned around, " I said leave me alone!" he shouted with fist by his sides. Flash of hurt came across your eyes, he saw it. He wished he didn't yell at you but this wasn't the time. It was dangerous.

" Okay" you nodded, softly turning around heading towards the door.You swallowed the lump in your throat. Why was he acting like this? Have you done something wrong? Your mind ran with ideas on what could of you had done?

You found nothing.

Billy wanted you to get away from him. He didn't want to hurt you. He would make him hurt you. He wasn't about to let him hurt you.

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You hummed one of the Metallica songs you have heard in your boyfriends car when your eyes widen who sat on the edge of your bed. His curls were beautiful as ever, his blue eyes snapped towards you when you entered your room. He was dressed in a button down blue shirt with a pair of jeans.

" What a pretty little thing you are" he says. It didn't really sound like your boyfriend. The tone was cold and distant. " Billy?" you asked. He chuckled as he shook his head.

" Dear Billy boy has been hiding such a pretty girl like you, I can see why" his eyes ran over your legs and up your body. Whoever this was felt uninvited and cold.

" Who are you?" you wrap your arms around yourself, stepping back as he gotten off your bed. " Now, now. Be a good girl and tell me your name." He took a step towards you. You took a step back until he caged you in with his body.

The blue eyes were darker, and you took notice of the veins on his face and arms. " What happened to you?" you asked, reaching up to touch his face but he flinched back as if your touch was going to burn him.

" I've become better" he answered you. " Now, your name girl" he snarled. " I will not ask you again"

" Y/N" you mumbled. " Billy Hargrove's girlfriend" He chuckled as he took a step back with his eyes roaming up and down, licking his lips.

" You're really are such a pretty little thing, aren't you?" He licked his lips once again. You felt really exposed to him.

" What have you done with my Billy?" your voice cracks.

" Oh little one, there is no more Billy. There is only me"

You swallowed the lump in your throat, " W-what should I call you then?"

" Flayed or yours" He smirks seeing your eyes widen. " But for now, I have placed to be, things to do. I'll be back for you" he blows you a kiss making his way to your window.

" Are you ever going to give me my boyfriend back?" He looked back at you with one leg out the widow. " I am your boyfriend, what are you talking about silly girl?"

You watch him hop down from the window on the ground with ease as he walked across the street to the Camaro. You had a bad, a really bad feeling about this.

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You spy the shotgun in Nancy's hands as you stood by her side with Jonathan.

" You really are planning to kill him?" your voice cracked. Her lips were in a thin line as she nodded her head, " if it comes to it. You know I care about you, but this is not your boyfriend."

" You don't know him like I do, Nance" you sighed, with anger, " You don't know anything about him." She opened her mouth to respond but you didn't let her as you walked away to join the kids.

" It will be okay" Max says as she takes a hold of your hand, her eyes had so much unsureness but her words didn't calm you down.If everything was going to be okay, everyone including you were going to be lucky you come out alive in this all.

" You know, you've made him better. You've made him happy, it's been a long time since I've seen him like this" she says looking up a you. Max and you have gotten closer since you started to date Billy.

"... and thank you for being there for me, you know. It's nice" she adds. " You're really like a big sister to me" she says. Her eyes flash worry. She is saying this like it's something it's the last thing she will tell you. You could die. She could die. Billy could die. Anyone could die.

Your eyes brim with tears causing an alert on her face.

"Hey, it will be okay. I won't let anything happen to him" she squeezes. your hand in reassurance. But you knew it was too late to fix anything.

" This is out of our control, Max. You know it. I know it" A tear slide down your cheek, you were never going to get your Billy back. She knew it. You knew it. That hurt more than anything. You were never going to hear the words I love you from him or have him hold you or hear his laughter or see his smile or hear him whine about Steve or have him at all. Your Billy was gone. Long gone.

Suddenly on top, the glass has shattered and you covered Max with your own body to protect her. The Mind Flyer broke it's way through the roof and made it's way into the mall. It was destroying everything in it's path.

You ran with Max through the halls as the lights flickered above you. Then you stopped in your tracks seeing your boyfriend.

" Pretty little thing" he licked his lips at the sight of you, " now where have you been?" he smirked. But he looked so different, this wasn't the Billy you knew and loved. The Billy you knew was happier.

His body was shining with sweats, his eyes darker and he was covered in blood splatter too.

He took a step towards you and Max. This wasn't the person you loved. The Mindflyer completely took the man you loved away from you. Your heart broke at the sight of him.

" Billy, listen to me, your name is Billy Hargrove, you live in Hawkins Indiana. Billy please-" Max started to say before he pushed her aside, she landed with a thud on the ground.

"Billy.." your eyes widen as he took a step towards you, your hand reach out for something hard and sharp before knocking it across his head. He stumbled a few steps back, shaking his head as he blinked his eyes. While he did that, you grabbed Max and run down the hall with her in your arms. You were so scared to look him in the way. This wasn't the Billy you knew. He was gone.

Lucas began screaming something about fireworks to harm the monster in the mall. Billy made his way over to Eleven, while you put Max down behind the wall.

She didn't need so see any of this.

While Eleven had her hand on Billy's cheek, you eyed the monster as it stood in the middle of the mall. Your eyes dropped down to Billy, tears in your eyes and stepped up looking behind the corners of the upper level of your friends, they all were throwing fire works.

You stood before the Mind Flyer. It's arms and legs were crashing everything in it's path. You knew what you had to do, your friends needed the distraction. You needed to do this. For them. For Billy. Max needed Billy. Whatever he was.

The Mind Flyers arms reached out to get to Billy to reach Eleven when you stepped in the way catching it with your hands, screaming out.

" You'll have to go through me first" you spatted at the monster. The Monster roared as his other arm punctured your side, and then to the other causing such a pain that you never imagined in your life.

All you thought about was your Billy.

Max would have the piece of Billy that was still there. They didn't need you.

The monster lifted you up in the air, Max had awaken as she screamed your name. There was pitch black at first before you saw light, the smile and laughter of your boyfriend fills your head.

Billy hadn't noticed what you have done until he heard Max scream for you. Eleven rose on her elbows to look at the sight of you punctured by the Mind Flyer, there was nothing they could do to save you.

Billy screamed seeing the Mind Flyer drop you on the ground like a rag doll and blood began to form at your sides. The monster thrashed around. Everyone was going to be safe now. Billy and Max both ran to your side, not caring if anything else would hurt them.

"I-I love you" your eyes met Billy's face, those blue eyes belonged to your boyfriend. You saw it. He was there. His eyes brim with tears as he took your hand in his bringing it up to his lips, " D-don't go" his voice cracked. " I-I can't live without you."

" Y-you can, y-you will" Max cried as she took your other hand in hers. You felt her tears falling down on your hand.

" Y-your safe.." was the last words the both of them heard out of your mouth as your eyes stared straight at the ceiling. You wished that you weren't leaving him, and Max. You wanted to stay.

Billy screamed as his head landed on your stomach, he didn't care that he was getting your blood on him. " Come back to me, please!" he pleaded.

That day Billy Hargrove's heart broke into pieces.

He wished you'd come back to him.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

He stared at the words written on your game with a cigarette in his mouth, he had flowers in his hands and a teddy bear in the other. The Teddy Bear had a similar jacket that he wore, it was one of the gifts he gotten you and never was able to give it to you before he got possessed.

" I miss you" he says. His feels the tears brim his eyes as he looks away.

" Why did you go and have to be the hero? Why did you have to leave me?" he asked, his voice cracking. " Fuck" the cigarette fell from his mouth, he stomped on it not really wanting to smoke anymore as he brushed away his tears with the back of his hand.

This was really hard for him. The gang has all mourned you but it was Billy and Max who took it the hardest. Billy has gotten better since the whole possession by the Mind Flyer, he was part of the gang now.

That's what you would of wanted.

" She loved you, you know?" he heard Max's voice next to him. He didn't hear her sneak up on him. " Yeah, I know shit bird" he nodded.

" Did you love her?" Billy glanced down at his step sister with a small smile on his face.

" With all my heart" Max smiled.

" She made you soft" He rolled his eyes but he knew it was true. You did make him soft and you brought the best out of him. " I miss her too, you know? She was like a sister to me"

Billy knelt down as he placed the flowers and the teddy bear on top of your grave. That's when Max spotted it, along the necklace he usually wears is your ring on it. The one that you always wore. She thought it was sweet.

" Why do you have that?" she asked pointing to your ring. He glance down, twirling it in between his fingers and looked up at her.

" That way she's always with me"

Max left Billy alone to have his time with you as he stared at your grave stone.

" I really thought you'd be the one I take back with me to California. You'd love it there, like we always talked about. You would loved the waves. I don't know how I am going to do this without you, I love you pretty girl and always will" He stood up from the ground, keeping one hand on the grave stone for a moment.

" I'll be back tomorrow" he says looking down as he turned around to make his way to the Camaro.

[flamescope]

Hello I have a gf of the Irish descent

[carmenized-onions]

chap 4 - IT’S ONION TIME

When he finds out you don’t have a plug on his side of the bed and he has to charge his phone on your side, he turns it off. Cute - he is SO cute

Both of you thought the sound of your lungs would bother the other, so you opted not to use them at all - they’re so???

Turns out, counterproductive; you notice each other’s absences pretty well. - in more ways than one!!

He's probably dreaming of you exploding right now, he’s so annoyed. - CHIPPY SHUT THE FUCK UP. love yourself!!

He wills his body to not fucking move because if he does it's going to ruin everything. He's going to ruin everything. - both of them angsting next to each other:(((

You’re clutching a bear that’s undeniably on a losing team and you’re at peace with it - EVIL AUTHOR EVIIIIIL

the teenagers in their heads should come out more often methinks

“And I do the Crossword too, bitch, what of it?” “…I like Connections.” - THEYRE SO ADORABLE CMON

Of course, it’d be a spice on the day Mr Food Guy sleeps over. Bullshit. - hehehehe

And he’s prett— - he is prett-

“I like your apartment.” - i like you

the bread i’m so jealous

“Shampoo, conditioner, face wash—They’ve even got labels.” - she’s so sweet!! also bet the labels are cut

“Do you not like Irish Spring?” - the way he cares!! oh!!

“I’m more of an Old Spice fan.” - a syd fan👀

You don’t deserve breakfast—” He pulls your plate, you pull it back. “All I said—” “Thinkin’ I smell like shit—” - THIS!!!! i need this back

“the fruity stuff—“ - she IS the fruity stuff

“I smell good! Deny that I smell good!” “You smell fine.” - all of this is so funny, YOU are so funny!!

“Oh, I—Uh—” You haven’t even tried it yet. You’re telling him he’s good for the sake of the effort he’s given alone. He needs an antacid - i’m gonna full on sob and rock back and forth cause omg???

Thank God you took a bite in time to hide your selfish disappointment. It’s good for him to go home, but then he’s not here. Real Catch-22. - the way they’re so close already ugh i love!!

It’s a delight how immediately panicked he is by this - precious!!

“I’ll get you something too.” - she!!

Kidding. Unless? - AKJEJDJEJEJE

shove it in your pocket— Which is fine and doesn't feel bad at all. - inky :((

also love how you describe what she’s wearing!! world building!!

and fucking Cherry wouldn’t get off fucking bar - CHERRY. it’s all cherry? always has been

Your smile is bright, fake, strained, and beautiful. - always beautiful

you’re one of the few people beneath him that he asks favours from - lowkey love that tho cause it shows how talented she is!!

“Do your Uncle a favour,” - he calls himself her uncle:’)

He won’t know the difference. The Bear would know the difference. Carmen would notice the difference... - she’s so smitten

“You liked Mikey.” - GOD DAMN

and the way she’s bold and italics!! she’s carmy but also herself oh

“I like to think ahead.”“Smart girl.” - she is!! and he respects the hustle, love that

“If Uncle Lee comes up to the bar I’m throwing a fork at him and leaping over the counter.” - OMG ITS ALL !!!

He wants to poke at you, just a little bit more - this family, man they’re certainly something

“No cops!” - though the ambulance is not coos i still agree with the sentiment

“…You a fuckin’ fed, Chip?” - JANSJEJDJ

“Oh good you—Oh my, God?” Syd is no better than a man in this moment, going from grateful for your presence to being one intrusive thought away from whistling. - LMFAOO I FORGET ABOUT THE OUTFIT EVERY TIME. also squid being gay and malfunctioning when she sees inky i love gfs

of course, means they just start smacking each other's hands. - they’re so funny sjjssj

“Can you— can you yell again—?” - AUQHEUEJEJEJR????

“It looks tight.” - he’s so cuteee but also i udnerstand chippy’s want to be seen as an object of desire ughhh

He doesn’t seem to look at you any differently than when you’re wearing a jumpsuit and utility belt, covered in toilet water. This should not be annoying and yet it is. - it is SO cute but also annoying, yes it can be both

“Just you.” - i’m gonna absolutely cry too

“What’s happening, she good?” - he’s so baby coded

“Condescending as fuck?” - tina is THAT GIRL

richie lighting up when she calls him a dad, yeah:’))))

Syd responds hesitantly for the both of them, since Fak is silently enjoying your colonel persona a little too much. “…Yes, C-Captain?” - NOT FAK????

The screaming lead EM in you melts off your shoulders, just for the second. - THEMMMMM

“I need you. T-There.” - AWWWWWW

how does this series not have all the likes and engagement in the world??? it’s the best one out there actually

Had to reset my computer EVERYTHING CRASHED GOD DOES NOT WANT THIS CHAPTER TO COME OUT TONIGHT, TOO BAD, THE ASK BINGE GOES ON

He’s so cute. They’re both so cute. They notice their absences! The (not) breathing thing is FULLY a thing I’ve done— I should’ve realized the AuDHD combo so long ago.

BOTH OF THEM THINKING THEY’RE RUINING EVERYTHING,,,, ahhhh this will transfer into everything they do out of bed, I fear. Clutch that metaphorical literal cubs bear, because it only get worse. I gotta go do my connections/Wordle tonight. I’ll gift it to myself after posting the chapter (only 4 more asks!! I think!!) I miss the teenagers in these two heads. I think they were both murdered in Zero Pulse. 

I wish I made bread. I’m trying to get into it when I move. There’s currently no bread time. But I’ll make bread time I will. Chip is part things I do part aspirations honestly. 

THE OLD SPICE!! HE CAres and also Chip loves the smell of her totally just platonic friend…. Interesting. Fruity stuff—

This guy i think so rarely gets an actual compliment on him as himself— Like absolutely no shade to Claire at all— But even she as the peace, I don’t remember her ever saying like you’re good— He get’s told he’s an excellent chef, but like. He’s never just been called good. He’s gonna need 20 antacids. 

LOVE picking out Inky’s outfits. It’s like playing the Sims. Or I could just say dress up like a normal person. Or i could say playing the sims—

I FORGOT ABOUT CHERRY FROM EDEN’S CLUB— MAN IT ALWAYS IS CHERRY ISN’T IT??? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??? They’ll call me a genius. 

Unc/Chip have such a weird wonderful relationship to me. I think in general I’ve always pictured Chip feeling strain because he’s always pulling that ‘i gave you a million billion dollars and i’m friends with your dad DO ME A FAVOUR!!!’ but he’s also fucking Uncle Jimmy. And she loves him for that. 

The circles are circling!! Gun in the first act baby she said she’d leap over the counter— She didn’t, but she had the opportunity!!

A RESOUNDING ACAB!! But we do love Social Service workers and the FD and EMS here Richie do some google searches— But tbf I believe when an ambulance is called police still show— At least that’s been my experience but maybe that’s a Canada thing? America holler back. Speaking of hollering, Syd show some respect to your girlfriend—

Fully they did the inflatable hot dog fight in my head— It happened in the span of 2 seconds but they did that again fully somehow

I can’t comment too much on the object of desire thing other than yes but I have a lot of thoughts on the subject that I will not be sharing with the class unless explicitly requested BUT WE CAN GO WHISPER ABOUT THIS LATER (I REALLY NEED TO RESPOND TO MY DMS MAN CRHSIT SORRY EVERYONE)

Fak is into the yelling canon. Canon canon canon. I mean are we all not seeing the VERY CLEAR RIVALS TO LOVERS COME ONNN

Thank you thank you thank you— I always think my engagement is crazy and then I look at the tags and everyone elses numbers— And don’t get me wrong I don’t mind at all them being lower, tbf we’re a long ass unfinished series, but MAN SOMETIMES IM JELLY

It’s okay though, the people that are here I adore to hear from and that’s enough for me!!

LONGING YEARNING-- MY SCHEDULE DEADASS

[jonathanbyersphd]

Jancy + College in New York Moodboard

Headcanons under the cut

Nancy goes to Columbia & Jonathan goes to NYU obviously

Nancy wants to live off campus, but Jonathan's scholarship covers dorms so the compromise is they spend the first year in their respective dorms to try to make friends

Nancy makes friends with two of her roommates and all three of them don't like the fourth

By contrast, Jonathan makes friends with all of his roommates and his cohort for the photography major

Nancy also makes friends with the couple that ends up being their little long-term couple friends (aka double dates/vacations) ( also yes I have named them and given them personalities) 

They somehow get invited to spring break in the Hamptons and are like WTF rich ppl

Jonathan minors in English lit

Nancy refuses to take the subway without him because it freaks her out

They drive out to Montauk at some point to snoop around

After freshman year they get their own little two-bedroom apartment. The second bedroom is a guest room/dark room.

They write each other little messages using alphabet magnets on the fridge

Jonathan works a job at a bar in Greenwich that's owned by like a 50-year-old Irish woman who absolutely loves him

Jonathan also works in the school library 

Both sets of his co-workers are like THIS is your gf the first time meet Nancy 

Nancy works as a TA for one of her female professors she really admires

The professor loves Jonathan based on like 2 interactions with him

And the bar is next to a bakery so Jonathan gets day-old bread all the time

I also think Jonathan is constantly bringing home stuff he found on the curb and fixing it

Jonathan has to run Nancy her lunch/notes/books because she "forgets" it all the time

Nancy joins the student paper obviously and then becomes editor junior year

Nancy also impulse bleaches her hair junior year these events are not unrelated

I think Nancy also joins an honors society but in a leadership role

She also starts a student-run magazine that focuses on women & feminist issue

Nancy has Jonathan teach her some photographs skills just in case she needs to take photos while she’s out on a story

Nancy also has a habit of going to Columbia parties getting drunk and telling Jonathan before when to come and get her. Which pisses off the guys

I also think she gets drunk and keeps talking about how pretty and amazing her boyfriend is (never hot or handsome or gorgeous it's always Jonathan is such a pretty boy) 

She gets a reputation as a Cinderella because Jonathan gets her at the same time every time

They actually host parties pretty frequently

Jonathan makes friends in college fight me

They make it a thing to do picnics in the park on Sunday

They also go to the Met & the MOMA pretty frequently. But they also find random art installations to go to

They also do all the big papers Sunday crosswords 

Somehow they end up with two cats named Bowie and Ziggy

Jonathan's part of the school radio station

Nancy takes up ballet again as a casual hobby (She comes home in one of her leotards at one point & Jonathan.exe has stopped working)

At some point Argyle visits over winter break

They take him out and everyone falls in love with him

Jonathan definitely makes an entire photography project out of just pictures of Nancy and names it something cheesy

Will moves in when he starts his freshman year at NYU

They end up getting a bigger apartment because of this

They get engaged senior year and then spend the next year fighting the temptation to have a courthouse wedding before graduation 

[oishiin]

The Crystal Cup: incredibly niche baseball

I visited Japan this year and one of the things that I did while in Tokyo was go to Meiji Jingu stadium to root for the Yakult Swallows vs. the Tokyo Giants. Despite my team ultimately losing on the day (I'm doing the whole "our", "us", "we", thing that sports fans do for the team that they support), we (my gf and I) had a really fun time. We had crammed the rules prior to attending so we could follow along.

What stood out to me was the vibe of the crowd, which is in a way particular to fans in Japan, but also that the overall vibe of it really reminded me of attending sports (hurling) when I was younger. I haven't really been into sports for the last 10+ years, so I was surprised to be coming away with an new adopted team to support in a game that I previously knew only Blaseball about (read nothing). I think a lot of it had to do with the determination of our underdog team. I'm all about that, and I'm pretty sure its directly related to supporting our local county team in hurling (usually the underdog).

Where am I going with this? Yes. My crash course was given to me by my cousin, who follows American baseball. So naturally the thing to do on my return was to get the rules for Deadball, a pen and paper baseball simulator. Long story short, we are working on 8 teams based on various towns (settlements more like) in our surrounding countryside and they will battle it out in a league. We have the intentions of making this a worldbuilding thing as much as it is fun sport themed dice thing, and want to put out game reports in character, along with player interviews/lore etc.

How will these things develop? How many odd irish-baseball names will we come up with? WHO WILL LIFT THE CRYSTAL CUP????

[thenightlymirror]

I have finally silenced the notes on the bird math post, for a funny reason, so that I would have a normal dopamine feedback response with this app.

Sick shit.

Sofia, I forget if I used some other name before, thinks it’s weird I go to Quaker-church, which I always refer to as Quaker-church so that people know the difference. She made a funny face. It’s one of two funny faces of hers I’ve collected recently.

The other was when the president of the granite company stopped by, and never meeting him before, I jumped out of my chair and hugged him. Bipolar’s gonna happen, one way or the other. I was very excited to meet him, because there are two guys at that company named John, and I had no idea who the hell was who. Those people never introduce themselves. And then people go, Oh, John was here, did you see him? No. No I didn’t. Faces un-engraved. I explained this all to him. He kept asking “Are you in sales?”

She did her best to cringe in such a way that it would contort the empty space between her side of the room and mine, and maybe twist my mouth shut.

I showed her that I finally figured out how to type out this woman’s name in Assyrian.

We sit together at lunch sometimes and she reminisces about when she was a foodie. (She’s a vegetarian now. No processed foods.) I challenged Harper to eat sardines with me my first week back, and that made some kind of impression on her. So we talk about exotic meals as we eat our Soylent of the day.

Harper and I never eat together. I’ve gotten into this strange habit of buying her lunch. I suppose it’s a kind of fawning gesture. There was some humiliating incident where I tried to pawn my Jimmy John’s gift card on her on her birthday, however long ago, and she was catastrophically annoyed. Which says enough, I think. But for some reason, she’s relented, and when I’m throwing on my coat to run out for Culver’s, I ask, “You want anything?” And she says yes. She either gets cheese fries, or when she’s actually hungry, chicken tenders with BBQ sauce. She’ll sit at her desk by the lunchroom door while I eat my sandwich alone.

I justify it to myself a few ways. One, there must be one person you choose to be kind to, out of practice if anything. I’m am afflicted with some kind of ingratitude that I can’t quite explain. Maybe nothing from me could ever really be worth anything. A gift from me is a sort of affliction in itself. That’s not entirely false. Also, she never eats. The women in the office gossip about how skinny she is, and it’s jealousy, mostly. I never watch her eat. She could save every bite for her gf and I wouldn’t know the difference. Not sure it makes a difference.

Sofia planned a potluck for the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. She’s trying to make the place less toxic. And despite the poisonous people involved, it was a smashing success. It took me a while to decide what to do, but I made a vegetarian chili, with impossible meat and soyrizo, 5 different kinds of peppers. Spent 6 hours reducing it on the stove. Froze it, thawed it, warmed it in the instapot on the lunchroom counter. It was loved. A genuinely beautiful day, I’d say. I was anxious about it for days, that something must go wrong. I’m just incapable of doing anything nice. But everyone loved it. Even Big Jim had some before he Irish-goodbyed.

I had nowhere to go for Thanksgiving, so I stole all Phyllis’s turkey and stuffing for myself. A huge tray of it. Still sitting in my fridge, honestly. That’s how much. And to fair, I never felt without. Despite my constant awareness of how orphaned and pathetic it must look.

Harper was excited and talkative. I try not to write about her too much. I find it indulgent. Writing is a way of reliving, relitigating. If you have a few nice things in your life, you can’t clutch them, you have to let them be what they are.

All that was well over a week ago. Made a potato soup today from a hambone that’s been in my freezer for over a year. I gave myself food poisoning last December and I’ve basically been terrified of cooking outside my comfort zone ever since.

I tried explaining to Sofia, when you’re fat, everyone is always gawking at you imagining you being some kind of pervert for food. So, you repress all enjoyment of it. I hate food. But I don’t. It becomes complicated.

[spirallingintothevoid71]

I'd jokingly told her how my last two GFs were Irish at the company picnic.

"Oh," she'd said, affecting an Irish brogue. "Ye like strong women, do 'ya laddie?"

I blushed profusely, but managed an "I do, miss."

The conversation shifted.

Then Monday came.

And she was waiting.

"I think, my boy, I can do better."

She did...

[catis15]

Watching the new mean girls

- NO DAD?!?!

- She wants to leave Africa???

- bitch excited to leave in this one I'm confused

- my gf and I are only watching this for the Regina tits

- watching this with our generation is hilarious, old mean girls was giving Disney this is giving actual HS so far 😂

- SHES EMBROIDERING IN CLASS POP OF

- 'care of myself' 😂😭😭😭

- AND CHOKING 😂😭😂😭

- OMG I LOVE THE GAY BITCHES SHIRT

- my three favorite colors with jaguars I WANT IT IT WOULD GO SO GREAT WITH MY MATCHING TRAPPER KEEPER :000

- my gf is so excited for Regina tits

- I love her necklace 💅

- Gretchen that blank stare is scaring me

- OK SRSLY I NEED JANICE'S ENTIRE GODAMN OUTFIT I STG PLSSS 😭

- old boy toy was cuter he's meh .

- THE OTHER FIRLS REACTION

- GURL STOP STOCKING HIM

- GURL STOP DANCING UR BEING CRINGE

- girl was almost Regina-ed

- Gretchen and Janice so me frfr

I had to stop to cook dinner but I shall be back

- Regina's top low-key cute tho

- love the lion/heyna paralell

- why is her bra showing sm 😭

- I mean good for her tbh but like

- she drives a jeep bitch gay

- my gf is gay panicking over this woman sm 😂

- bestiiiies

- that's a lot of pink

- is Regina choking himmmm

- I want to be an art therapist once im done with medical research 🥲

- she's so real like gurl I can't comfort u bish 😭

- 'mama called me beautiful I don't believe her anymore' 😭😭😭😭 baby girl noooo

- hetero alyship 😭

- she's not wrong about Halloween

- girl don't be so gullible

- boy don't follow her

- stupid stupid horny boy

- my gf is no better ATM 😂😂😂

- THEY WERE EVERYTHING 😭

- it's yes Katty not yes bitch 😭

- tho can confirm if say yes bitch or yes queen or he's gurl 😶

- girl code my ass girlcodr this bitch

- poor girl just selling candy canes 😂😭

- poor Gretchen 🥹

- those juicy added details

- love how she just closes the door 😶

- REGINA U DIDN'T

- it's not babiesh and this was not in the original 😭

- is my guy singing in French 👁️👄👁️

- he got a voice tho

- Kevin's parents 🥹

- the insurance so rl

- babydoll Gretchen noooo 😭

- her mom lmaoooo 🤣🤣🤣

- oh nuuuuu girl needs thigh day more than ever poor babes

- that's just unprofessional 🤣😭

- as a red head yes ty ty we are superior

- guuuurl her eyeshadow slays sm

- the lighting symbolism slays tbh

- owie

- her ass fine tho

- he was so passive aggressive

- awe he said her name right

- boy likes being dominated too much

- awee

- boy defend yourself that's right!!!

- uh ooooh

- he's in the thiiin I forgot what it's called but omg it's not even a caaaar 🤣😭😭😭

- as an art kid this huuurtssss

- And I want my pink shirt 🤣😭

- ughshajaj the lighting in this movie 😫

- damn she had a point she was nice to Katty and maybe she's just used to being used 🥹

- it's the boob bounce for me

- it's the tittly slap for me 😭

- I miss the animal music and narration during this scene won't lie

- the fannnn

- preaaach about the period sister 😭

- I forgot they are together

- teachers talking faaacts

- I LOVE THIS SONG I SANG ALONG OBVIOUSLY

- ugh those pants and that top I needed them

- play that guitar sweet pea

- ofc my fave song is sung by the artistic lesbian

- and dayum it ended with a bang

- we pulling out the wench card now?! :0

- ope this isn't how it happened in the movie she don't just confess does she??? It's been awhile

- and technically she didn't write it the other two did

- she nicer than me frfr

- OMG it's the dude mean girls 😂❤️

- where do ik her frommm

- the original oml also that new Irish movie

- not the grilled cheese 😂😭

- THIS HAS ONLY HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE 😭😭😭😭🥰🥰

- BITCH STFU

- support ur fellow gals

- HUNNY I DONT KNOW YOUR LIFE

- Girls so neurodivergent I don't take criticism

- welcome to science waaars she's so the math section ✨

- pop off gretch

- gurl u look pretty in that jacket yellow and blue ur colors

- bitch is a compliment goddamit

- WHY DOESN'T HE HAVE A SHIET ON 😭

- a buss pushed me 😂

- I'd think u have to give a speech too NGL lmao

- his gasp

- she's so suped up on pain meds 😂😭

- no vaping and give me that inhaler 😂😭

- factttts u two mwah mwah

- damnn that was a good ending but I wish they would've included the first one with it

[rainbowdelicsunshine]

Hiiiii bff I’m here to make you busy for an hour. Do all of the identity asks bc I want to know the answers 💚

1. If someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to?

I'll make this a short one to start things off!

To Read: Iguana Girl by Moto Hagio

To Watch: Chucky/The Child's Play Franchise (esp Bride and Seed)

To Listen: (This time I'll be giving out two songs for this since it'll represent two sides of me as a person) The Clown by Beecake and NRG by PonySauce

2. Have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? if so, who?

One person that comes to mind for me would be none other than Opal Whiteley!

She was a naturist and a writer who became famous for her childhood diary that she started at the age of five called The Diary of Opal Whiteley or The Story of Opal: The Journey of an Understanding Heart, which tells her account of befriending and hanging out with fairies and talking animals in the forests where she grew up nearby Cottage Grove, Oregon

I just find her to be an extremely fascinating person who I highly relate to due to her views of the world and mythical creatures and talking animals (plus I have a feeling that she was autistic so yeah)!

3. List your fandoms and one character from each that you identify with

For this ask, I'll shorten this to five of my fandoms since I'm in so many of them!

Chucky/Child's Play - Glen Ray

Aqua Teen Hunger Force - Master Shake

Danganronpa - Teruteru Hanamura

The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers/The Freak Brothers - Freewheelin' Franklin

Welcome Home - Barneby B Beagle

4. Do you like your name? Is there another name you think would fit you better?

I do like my IRL name since it's both unique and pretty (plus it's a biblical name that means "weary-eyed" so there's that too)!

The thing is, I'm basically namefluid so I LOVE being called nicknames and other names that aren't my real name (for example being called Fozz and Hobbes makes me super giddy since I love being called multiple names

(also my IRL name is Leah, but ONLY CLOSE FRIENDS/MUTUALS/MY GF ARE ALLOWED TO CALL ME BY THAT)!!

5. Do you think of yourself as a human being or a human doing? Do you identify yourself by the things you do?

OH, I DEFINITELY SEE MYSELF AS A HUMAN DOING MORE THAN ANYTHING!!!!!!!

I never heard of this saying before, but now it makes so much sense to me, it feels like two dots connected for me and I love it!

But yeah, I have a VERY hard seeing myself as even human, let alone a human being lol!

6. Are you religious/spiritual?

As stated in previous asks/posts, I am very spiritual, just in my own way where I just mish-mash a bunch of things about life and how it came to be into one belief system of my own making!

These beliefs include believing in the multiverse, believing in past lives/being otherkin + fictionkin, believing that certain kinds of mythical creatures like fairies and magic, and believing that Jesus was actually a wizard that knew and was capable of magic due to being a demigod of sorts!

7. Do you care about your ethnicity?

Other than my heritage in German, Irish, British, and 1/16th Native American (Shawnee), there's not really much about my ethnicity that I truly care about due to how white me and my family are!

8. What musical artists have you most felt connected to over your lifetime?

For this question, I'll give out a top three list since, again, there are so many musical artists that I've connected with over my lifetime!

Daft Punk

Sublime

ICP (Insane Clown Posse)

9. Are you an artist?

That would be a big fat YES!!!!

10. Do you have a creed?

I have a feeling that I do, it's just not the definition that was created from Christianity!

11. Describe your ideal day

At this point in my life, it would be spending my entire day with my girlfriend since we're currently long distance/online so I've been waiting for the day that we'll be able to do all the cutesy couple things I've been LONGING to do!

12. Dog person or cat person?

Most definitely a dog person! I just love dogs and the way they show their affection, plus I just wouldn't want to have a litter box in my house, or to deal with cat shit n piss in general (ew sorry)!

13. Inside or outdoors?

Though I love going out to do things (like eating out, going out to malls, going to dispensaries, etc), I mainly just love to hang out at home and binge-watch TV and other indoor activities with my friends if we're all broke or there's nothing better to do! (sorry to those who like walks and hiking with no destination like a store or food, but its just not something I'm into unless someone else is walking/hiking with me)

14. Are you a musician?

I may not make money off of any of my singing/music I make but I do consider myself a musician of sorts!

15. Five most influential books over your lifetime

Any and All the Calvin and Hobbes books

Goodnight Punpun by Inio Asano

Most Books written by Beatrix Potter

The Eye Book by Dr. Suess and Theo. LeSieg

How to Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell

16. If you’d grown up in a different environment, do you think you’d have turned out the same?

I have a feeling that since I have autism, I feel the only way I would've turned out differently was if my family had more money/had connections in money. Another would be if we had more family around us that wasn't dead or dead to us

That way, I feel I would have more opportunities and connections to make myself money/get myself a job and a one way ticket tf out of where I live currently cuz I hate it!

17. Would you say your tumblr is a fair representation of the “real you”?

Personally, I feel myself online/on social media is a much more genuine and authentic version of myself than my IRL self since I'm in an environment where I have to "tone down" myself so I come off more "quiet and introverted" than I personally would like to present myself as

Plus autism and other shit makes me super anxious IRL, thus not being able to be as open and easy going as I want to be IRL (plus other people and their anxieties and pressure they put on me doesn't help either)!

18. What’s your patronus?

Since I'm not a Harry Potter (and never will be), I will not be answering this question!

19. Which Harry Potter house would you be in? or are you a muggle?

Please refer to the previous question above for your answer!

20. Would you rather be in Middle Earth, Narnia, Hogwarts, or somewhere else?

I would LOVE to live in the world of MLP:FIM!!

I just feel that it's pretty much the world in its most ideal state and the only problems are god-like beings, monsters, magic, and racism against other species (which got stomped out straight away like it should) which is all very easy to take care of, so why wouldn't I wanna live there?

21. Do you love easily?

I would say I do to varying degrees depending on how close I am to a particular person!

Like, it's not easy for me to find someone to fall in love with but when I do, I do fall HARD and super easily so there is that!

22. List the top five things you spend the most time doing, in order

Alright it's gonna be hard since I don't do much on a daily basis but I'll try!

Sitting in my bedroom, on my bed, browsing around on my phone and doing nothing

Smoke Weed

Wandering around my house, doing various chores like taking out garbage and washing dishes

Napping/Sleeping

Drawing/Working on Artistic Projects

23. How often would you want to see your family every year?

I mean, since I live with my dad and brother I see them every day (and it gets tiring ngl lol)!

When I am able to move out and live on my own, I would visit them a couple times every four months or so

But once I have a family/kids of my own, I would visit a lot less due to that, but will still try to see them anytime possible that's not just birthdays or holidays!

24. Have you ever felt like you had a “mind-meld” with someone?

Oh I've had a few mind-melds with people online, my best friend here (aka you lol!) and in IRL, and my girlfriend but I feel that's only a few people in my life since its pretty rare for me to connect with people right away in the first place!

25. Could you live as a hermit?

I would only be able to live like a hermit for half of the time, but I still LOVE going on trips and going out to do fun stuff (I am an ambivert after all!) so being a full time hermit is out of the question of me!

26. How would you describe your gender/sexuality?

Man,,,,,, I can explain them in the most stupidest and simplest of terms so here we go!

My Gender: I'm everything and nothing under the sun, you can basically call me whatever you feel fits me, even if it's Burnt Toast!

My Sexuality: Mmmmmm Hot people,,,,,, but most rlly Hot people who are good people and aren't douchebags! Plus hot people who love to cuddle!

27. Do you feel like your outside appearance is a fair representation of the “real you”?

It. Does. Not!

Mostly because I feel like being human in a human body constantly with being able to shape shift into something else to change things up to not get bored of myself

But half because I feel my IRL appearance is too "plain jane-y" for even my taste (like, I literally look so boring, even the outfits and wardrobe I have barely helps)!

28. On a scale from 1 to 10, how hard is it for someone to get under your skin?

Honestly, it varies highly on what's being said to me and who's it's being said by!

For strangers, it can vary from 3-5 depending on how horrible what they said was

For people I know, friends and family, it's a definite 5-7 since I feel they know how to get under my skin and get away with it by making me out to be the bad guy who's ""overreacting""!

29. Three songs that you connect with right now

Seafood Sushi BBQ - Geordie Kieffer

The Blasta - Insane Clown Posse

The Pot - TOOL

30. Pick one of your favorite quotes

"The Touching of Hands"!

- Chucky (Scene Commentary from the Child's Play Anniversary DVD)

I just find it a very funny and underrated Chucky quote that has contributed to my vocabulary and the way I talk today so hooray!

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Thank you soso very much for sending in this ask Beetle my awesome bestie, I had such an awesome time with this post even though it took forever to type all this down XD!

I hope to see you drop by again and have a fantastic night my friend!!