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astraystayyh · 2 years

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MASTERLIST

OT8

╰┈➤ series.

༊*·˚ SKZ song series masterlist (completed)

༊*·˚ Winter falls | winter themed collab with @forlix (in progress)

༊*·˚ SKZ quotes series masterlist (in progress)

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ All for you- skz wedding vows | f.

༊*·˚ SKZ saying I love you for the first time | f.

╰┈➤ headcannons.

༊*·˚ SKZ as oddly specific love languages | f.

༊*·˚ Mundane activities you'd enjoy with SKZ | f.

༊*·˚ SKZ when you are stressed and overworked | h/c.

bang chan.

╰┈➤ one-shots & series.

༊*·˚ Pieces of you | f. a. singledad!chris. mutual pining. neigbors!au.

⟿ In which you and chan are each other's missing pieces. Alternatively, Chris and his daughter come knocking at your apartment asking for flour, and he's no longer embarrassed when you open the door.

༊*·˚ Vanilla | a. f.

⟿ Breakup with a happy ending.

༊*·˚ Beginning of the end (part 1) | a.

⟿ You are breaking up with Chan, he just doesn't know it yet.

༊*·˚ Bittersweet (part 2) | a. f. exes to lovers.

⟿ Four years later, you are back home and everything has changed.

༊*·˚ Wait for me | a. major character death.

⟿ "I think I might see you soon, my yn. You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Just like we promised."

༊*·˚ The wedding saga | f.

The impromptu proposal.

A few hours before the wedding.

The wedding and the morning after.

༊*·˚ Myth | f. friends to lovers.

⟿ Skimming across the edge of being friends and something more with Chan is a dangerous game. Even more so when you're both sharing the same bed.

"The consequence of what you do to me, help me to name it."

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ chan is tired and you are his sun.

༊*·˚ you're sick and chan takes care of you.

༊*·˚ when you're having a bad day and chan is still proud of you.

༊*·˚ chan comforting you through a thunderstorm.

༊*·˚ chan's hugs.

༊*·˚ chan comforting you through an anxiety attack.

lee minho.

╰┈➤ one-shots & series.

༊*·˚ Invisible thread- 1 | f, a. academic rivals to lovers. slow burn.

⟿ Your studies have been your life line for as long as you can remember, what happens when Minho comes into your life and rips it away from you?

༊*·˚ Invisible thread- 2 | f. a. h/c.

⟿ In which Minho rewrites your entire relationship with love.

༊*·˚ Echoes of love | memory loss trope. a. h/c.

⟿ If given the choice would you love minho again? yes, you would've once said in a heartbeat. but now, you aren't sure of your response anymore.

chapter i. to forget - chapter ii. to remember

༊*·˚ The only exception | strangers to lovers. slow burn. barista!minho.

⟿ Minho was content with straying away as far as possible from love. That is until you stumbled into his café on a rainy night, and unwittingly, into his life.

"Cause none of it was ever worth the risk, but you are the only exception."

༊*·˚ Conversations with Minho | f.

༊*·˚ A cat proposal | f.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ mine.

༊*·˚ a sun and a moon.

༊*·˚ when you used to feel lonely but not anymore with minho.

༊*·˚ minho comforts you through a storm.

seo changbin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ The alternative | brother's best friend!changbin. f. ♡

⟿ You've diligently chased the idea of being with Changbin out of your mind. That is until he picks you up from a bad date, making your steadfast resolve unravel all around you.

"Love is a risk, but what's the alternative?"

༊*·˚ Burning in the winter wind | romcom vibes. (fake) enemies to lovers. f.

⟿ Sustaining an ankle injury during a ski retreat isn't fun. Especially when Seo Changbin volunteers to stay back to tend to you- the one man you can never get a read on.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

when you're feeling sad changbin will do anything (being silly) to cheer you up.

in which jeongin (your brother) catches you making out with changbin in the kitchen.

hwang hyunjin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ The snow falls, we fall apart | friends to lovers. roomates!au. a. f. longing and pining.

⟿ when heartbreak looms on your life, and winter becomes a time you loathe, hyunjin helps you rewrite your memories with the season, and with it, everything you once believed about love.

༊*·˚ Starry night | museum guide!reader x idol!hyunjin. f.

⟿ in which you fall in love with hyunjin through paintings.

༊*·˚ Breathe | model!hyunjin x photographer!reader. longing and pining. f.

༊*·˚ Somebody else | exes to lovers. a. miscommunication. happy ending.

⟿ You and Hyunjin have broken up, guilt and blame simmering between you both. He doesn't care anymore, or so he thought. Then why does it hurt him to see you with someone else?

"Don't want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else."

༊*·˚ You're in the wind, I'm in the water (pt.1) | friends to lovers. pinch of unrequited love (it's very much requited dw)

༊*·˚ Orange (pt.2) | f. my take on The Orange theory.

༊*·˚ Young and beautiful | f.

⟿ How you both said i love you for the first time.

༊*·˚ Snow on the beach | f. implied soulmates.

⟿ You've never said i love you to Hyunjin but you've both always known.

༊*·˚ Say yes to heaven | a. f. (pt. 1)

⟿ Seven minutes in heaven except you're heartbroken and hyunjin has a huge crush on you.

༊*·˚ Say yes to me | f. (pt. 2) ♡

⟿ After your seven minutes in heaven, hyunjin wants to plan out how he'll finally confess to you. except you come knocking on the door of his rented cabin unannounced. at 10:53 pm. the perfect time for love, he comes to learn.

༊*·˚ When I fell in love | f.

⟿ It's your birthday and Hyunjin has a surprise gift for you- all the moments he fell in love with you in.

༊*·˚ You and I | a. happy ending.

⟿ In which you wrongly lash out at Hyunjin and have to mend it back. Human character who makes mistakes and apologizes for them.

༊*·˚ Conversations with Hyunjin | f.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ serenity.

༊*·˚ mornings with hyunjin.

༊*·˚ nights with hyunjin.

༊*·˚ hyunjin and touch starved reader.

༊*·˚ you've had a nightmare and Hyunjin sings you to sleep while it's raining.

༊*·˚ in which you're in love with hyunjin and you're both swimming in a lake.

༊*·˚ hyunjin with glasses and a tiny ponytail brainrot.

༊*·˚ hyunjin is your friend except you're making out in his car backseat.

༊*·˚ your reaction to hyunjin's new burgundy hair.

༊*·˚ valentine’s with hyunjin.

han jisung.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ Volcano | Enemies to lovers. slow burn. f. a.

⟿ You've never gotten along with han, your mutual prejudices ruining any prospect of friendship between you both. but you slowly realize that you are more similar than what you originally thought- your darkness recognizing his, and his light yearning for yours.

"I'll take care of you. It's terrible work. Not to me, not if it's you."

༊*·˚ 5422 | a. f.

⟿ Your morning after a fight with Han.

༊*·˚ Backburner | Exes who can't move on. a.

⟿ It's been seven weeks since Han broke up with you. And yet he's still calling you, every saturday night, without fault. And even though you try not to, you still pick up each time.

"You'd think I'd be a fast learner. But guess I won't ever mind crisping up in your backburner."

lee felix.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ If the world was ending | estranged childhood best friends to lovers. a. f.

⟿ Felix has always been there with you, from the moment you've met him when you were 8 years old. Until he suddenly no longer was, and you were left to grapple with the consequences of his absence- and those of his return.

"If the world was ending you'd come over, right?"

༊*·˚ Scream! | f. h/c.

⟿ When you are overwhelmed by the stress of your studies, your boyfriend Felix will do anything to cheer you up.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ red lollipop.

༊*·˚ you apply lip gloss on felix but it takes an emotional turn because he's too pretty.

༊*·˚ cooking with felix.

kim seungmin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ In my dreams | (Fake) enemies to lovers. a. h/c. slow burn. ♡

⟿ Seungmin has never liked you. You never understood why, but you were slowly coming to terms with it. However, you gradually come to learn that there is more to his feelings than what meets the eye.

"I'm sorry that I misjudged you, until you wiped my tears off away."

༊*·˚ Photobooth | f.

⟿ Your first date with seungmin, except he pretends he's confident when he's just as nervous as you.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ seungmin's silent comfort.

༊*·˚ when you realize you don't have to be perfect around seungmin.

༊*·˚ enemies to lovers (for a night) with seungmin.

༊*·˚ seungmin thinks you’re the prettiest at your most ordinary.

yang jeongin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ You're sexy I'm sexy | friends to lovers. fluff and tension.

⟿ Jeongin is out with his friends, and you. You're tipsy and sitting on his lap, and he doesn't think he can keep his crush for you at bay anymore.

"It could be simple as loving on each other with no strings."

༊*·˚ Please fall before I fall | best friends to lovers. mutual pining but they think it's unrequited love.

⟿ 3 times you saved jeongin's ass and the 1 time he saved yours (and ended up confessing along the way). holidays themed.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ jeongin when you are sad and don't know why.

༊*·˚ jeongin's duality.

#skz headcanons #skz scenarios #stray kids imagine #stray kids x reader #skz fluff #skz x reader #stray kids headcanons #skz au #skz angst #stray kids fluff #skz imagines #stray kids scenarios

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httpkaulitz · 1 month

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Obsessed

PAIRINGS: Gustav x Female reader

CONTENT: ????

SYNOPSIS: Gustav is a little obsessed over you.

WARNINGS: stalkering, improperly touching

A/N: Finally it's Gustav's turn and with him the saga ends.

You've been friends with Gustav for as long as he can remember. You two met when you were still kids in school and you've never been apart. He remembers thinking you were the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid eyes on. And that thought has never changed.

Gustav knew deep down in his heart and soul that you were made for each other, you just hadn't realized it yet. But that's okay, he's patient enough to wait for you.

And no matter how much you insist on dating the jerks, he'll always be there watching over you and doing everything he can to make sure they never spend too much time with what belongs to him.

And when you ask, "What's wrong with me? Why do they always leave?" Gustav will be there to tell you how perfect you are and how those guys are complete idiots for not seeing that. He'll buy you flowers and chocolates; let you cry on his shoulder while he rubs your back and smells the sweet scent of your perfume.

And you never notice anything wrong, why would you? He's your best friend, sweet and kind, who always does everything for you. Of course, it's just a coincidence that all the boys who approach you hate him, it's just jealousy because you're so close. It's also just a coincidence that your underwear always disappear when he visits your house.

Your parents adore him, especially your mother, since he's made a habit of cooking with her sometimes. That's exactly why he's always in your house.

Over time, it became a habit for him to come and spend the night with you. You'd laugh while watching cliché movies and eating popcorn.

For Gustav, these moments were a glimpse of the future you two would have when you got married. Because he knew it would happen. You were slow, but you'd realize eventually that you two were made for each other.

When spend the night with you, he'd always wake up early to watch you sleep. It was the most sublime sight he could ever have. Seeing you so comfortable, so surrendered in his arms.

You moved a little and Gustav realized he had been staring at you for a long time. He looked at you a little longer, admiring your serenity. You looked so beautiful. He didn't know that was possible until he saw you. I mean, who could look so perfect while sleeping?

Gustav didn't even realize when he brought his hand to your face until he felt your eyelashes tremble against his fingertips. He continued his path, caressing your cheek, your lips, your chin... You were sleeping so deeply that you didn't even seem to feel him touching you.

He shouldn't keep touching you. He knows that if you woke up he wouldn't be able to explain it, but now that he was touching you, he wanted more. He ran his fingers around your neck, feeling the pulse of your veins and the softness of your skin. A little later, he went down to your collarbone and traced your bones with his fingertips.

You moved a little, but continued sleeping, oblivious to everything.

He looked at the front of your shirt for a moment. The shirt was loose enough not to crush your breasts, but tight enough that he could see the shape of them perfectly.

Gustav was internally tempted to touch them. He could almost feel his hands scratching at them. He looked at your face for a few seconds and after making sure you were really fast asleep, he placed his hand on one of your breasts.

He did nothing for a few minutes, just left his hand there, feeling the heat of your skin through your shirt. The adrenaline of being caught was only increasing his desire to touch your entire body. He could feel his cock growing in his pants.

He smiled as he stroked your nipple with his thumb and felt it harden against his finger. He looked at your face so as not to miss any reaction you might make. He wanted to squeeze them, feel them fit in his hand, so he did. He filled his hand and squeezed your breast, feeling the softness through the fabric. You sighed, frowned and pressed your lips together. For a moment Gustav thought you would wake up, but you didn't do anything after that.

Gustav looked at his hand resting on your chest. He wanted to squeeze it tightly, he wanted to lick it and put it in his mouth. His mind was going crazy with all the thoughts he was having. He knew he had to leave before he did something else, something he would regret. And that's what he did.

He got out of bed carefully so as not to wake you. He wrote a note so you wouldn't be worried when you woke up and left the room.

He could touch you as much as he wanted in the future when you were together, he knew how to wait.

#gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #2000s #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #georg listing

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jo-harrington · 7 months

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Developmental Achievement (A Store Manager Verse Story - Steve Harrington/Reader)

Previous Part: Incremental Planning

Pairing: Steve Harrington x HawkTheaterManager!Reader

Summary: Steve messed up and now he needs to fix things if he wants to win you back, hopefully for good.

Warnings/Themes: AU where the Upside Down doesn't terrorize Hawkins. November through January 1986, Steve and Robin work at Scoops (OR DO THEY?), Reader works at The Hawk Theater (formerly at Dippin' Dots AND Wicks and Sticks; you job hop...it's a thing), Relationship Break, Hopeless [Romantic] Steve, Tie in with the Store Manager Verse

Note: So this is the end of our Steve saga of the SMVerse, kind of wrapped up in a neat little bow. Is it the best? Probably not, but it's silly and corny and cheesy and I needed all of those things yesterday and instead of RELEGATING IT TO MY FIRST FAVE...I'll inflict it upon Stevie. Tagging @dr-aculaaa and @loveshotzz because COME AND GET HIM. (@deathbecomesthem ...and a possible Easter Egg?)

You can find my masterlist here for more fics featuring pretty much exclusively Eddie Munson content but also a little Steve.

Please do not interact if you are not 18+.

Enjoy!

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Steve Harrington fucked up.

Ok. Ok. That’s not right.

Steve Harrington really fucked up.

If he was being honest, he always seemed to fuck up when it came to you, his...well...he could really only call you his ex now, couldn't he?

From rivals in ice cream where he missed every sign that you might like him, to sickeningly-sweet dates around Hawkins because he was being too boring of a boyfriend, and finally to Thanksgiving Dinner with his parents where he absolutely stuck his foot in his mouth.

He thought making a joke about your job-hopping was funny--from Dippin' Dots to Wicks and Sticks to KB Toys, it's lucky you decided he was worth sticking around for--but it only put you under his parents' scrutiny.

He got an earful as he walked you to your car after dinner was over. You stayed a few steps ahead of him until you got to the driver's door and turned to him with tears in your eyes.

"That was embarrassing, Steve," you said through clenched teeth.

"I'm sorry, I..." he was at a loss for words, especially making you cry. As strong as you were, you never seemed to be flustered at all; what was happening? "I thought it was a joke. We always laugh about it. I’m gonna work at scoops forever and you’re gonna work everywhere else."

"But it’s meeting your family, you shouldn't joke about...about what a huge flake I am that you're lucky I don't jump from boyfriend to boyfriend just like I go from job to job. They're never gonna look at me the same way again. You only get one first impression."

"You shouldn't worry about what they think about you. I've stopped caring about what they think about me too."

It went back and forth before you threw your hands up and got in the car.

You didn't even kiss him goodnight.

Then sometime during Black Friday weekend, you stopped by Scoops before your shift and broke up with him.

"It was nice, Steve," you said, barely able to look at him. "But uh...I don't know. I need to know I'm with someone who doesn't think I'm some kind of joke."

He chased after you, even with his manager screaming that if he left he'd be fired, and begged you to reconsider.

You didn't.

He watched you ride up the escalator to head to your shift.

And when he got back to Scoops, he was actually fired.

What a great day.

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Of course, Robin quit as soon as Steve was fired.

"Can't stick it out without you dingus," Robin announced as she approached him in the parking lot shortly after, tossing her hat at him. "And you can't have Scoops without...Stoops. Get it? Because you're stupid. Scoops? Stoops? Stupid. Why aren't you laughing?"

It was pretty funny.

But Steve was heartbroken.

Unemployed and heartbroken.

Robin insisted that she could land them both jobs at Family Video--

"Keith hates me. Pretty sure he calls me Sleeze Harrington."

“Well he loves me. I can vouch for you, come on."

--but Steve was sure that he would have a better chance at winning you back if he kept working at StarCourt.

What an epic bust that was.

Not the job part.

Well, that too.

Most of the stores near the toy store were done hiring seasonal help, and the best that he could land was a temp job as a Mall Santa.

On the upside, it meant that he could walk around the mall on break in his Santa suit and watch you with you none the wiser until he could beg you to take him back.

"It sounds creepy," was the unfortunate response from Steve's newest friend and personal relationship expert, the Claire's Store Manager.

He stopped by before his shift to pick up some of his lucky strawberry lipgloss to make sure he was very pouty and puckery for the moment you realized you'd made a mistake...and after effectively getting it all over his fake beard, the Manager decided to take pity on him and listen to his woes while helping him clean up.

"I'm gonna need to start charging you for advice," she laughed and wiped him off with tissues from the ear piercing station. "You seriously need it if that's the idea you came up with."

"You're a real Lucy Van Pelt," Steve deadpanned. "I'll buy you cookies one day just...please...help me."

"Have you tried just talking?" she questioned. "Wasn't that your problem in the first place? Way back when? You didn't communicate."

"But they're mad at me, they don't want to talk. And I need to fix it."

"Then give them some space, and try again, ok? Give it a week or two. They probably just need time to cool down, sounds like you really hurt their feelings."

"And if they can't forgive me?"

"Then you move on," she sighed. "Sometimes things just don't work out and even though it doesn't make you feel ok, you have to be ok with it."

So he waited a week.

A week was long enough, right? His own personal Lucy said so.

He chose a day he wasn't scheduled at Santa's workshop and waited for you in the food court where he knew you'd seek refuge during your lunch break, just like the two of you had taken your breaks together. He wore his best polo, made sure his hair was perfect, applied some of his lucky lip gloss and waited.

And waited.

But you never showed up.

Not during your usual break. Not an hour later. Not even at the supposed end of your shift.

Maybe you were working a double?

So as much as he told himself he wouldn't follow you because it was creepy, he ran up the escalator two steps at a time to KB Toys where you would surely be.

Or not.

"They don't work here anymore kid," your former manager sighed after he asked about you. "I'm sorry."

"W-well where did they go?" he asked frantically, pathetically.

"Didn't say, not really my business to ask. Put in their notice...right after Black Friday, actually. Right before the Christmas rush too."

If he was heartbroken before...his heart was just gone now. Obliterated. Non-existent.

Along with any hope of trying to win you back.

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Steve stuck through the rest of the holiday season at the mall; you could call him many things but a quitter wasn't one of them. However, come the new year, he needed a new job again, and he took up Robin's offer to butter Keith up and get in at Family Video.

He was offered an opening key shift, a decent employee discount, a better paycheck than both Scoops and Santa's workshop combined, and unlimited access to choose the movie playing overhead whenever he was in charge.

"You're lucky the other person I was about to hire bailed," Keith said after his first week. "Got a job at the Hawk or something. Can't blame 'em. Free popcorn and all that."

The distraction helped the heartache.

Surprisingly, he got a few phone numbers. Nothing ever came of them, nursing a broken heart the way he was, but it was nice. He'd been tempted to call you, several times in fact, but in the end he just decided fate knew better. Still, he denied himself the role of Hawkins' resident heartthrob.

"Are you hearing yourself right now?" Robin scoffed at him as he scrubbed off yet another phone number that had been written onto the palm of his hand by one customer or another. "Resident Heartthrob. Seriously? Ok Cassanova."

"What else do you wanna call it?" he asked, holding his arms out helplessly. "They can't resist the Harrington Charm, even when I don't want to use it."

"It's because you keep putting on sappy romance movies when you're here. Girls like that shit, a guy in touch with his feelings."

"First Nancy and then..." he trailed off, thinking about you sadly. He had to let you go.

"Are you kidding me?" Robin hit him upside the head and shoved him out of the way so she could start processing returns. "You can't even say their name? You need to get over it."

"It's hard."

"Were they your soulmate or something?"

"Robin, all men must...have someone who will never take advantage of a love bright as the sun."

"Love?"

"Someone to stand beside them."

"You're quoting the Monkees now."

"They were the one," Steve lamented. "And now they're--"

He trailed off as his eye landed on something outside the window.

"They're what? On the Last Train to Clarksville?" She made a buzzer noise. "Try again."

"No they're walking in right now, act casual," Steve announced and started typing away at the keyboard of the computer.

The doorbell chimed as you set foot inside Family Video and Steve glanced up to get a look at you for the first time in weeks.

Ok, so maybe he was being a little pathetic with this heartache.

Maybe it wasn't that bad for him.

It was pretty bad.

But when your eyes met, Steve could just tell...it had to have been just as bad for you too.

Because he knew you by now. How many months had you been dating? Dates and lunches and breaks spent together. Was it love? Maybe. Probably. Even if it wasn't, it was damn near close to it. So he knew the way your eyes lost their sparkle a little bit when they landed on him, knew the way your shoulders sagged, knew the words that refused to escape your lips when you saw him.

Stevie Stew. Pookie Bear. Dumb dumb. All the pet names he missed too.

Robin greeted you with an exaggerated lengthening of your name and a pointed glare shot directly at Steve.

"Hey Rob," you cleared your throat and offered a strained grin. "How are you? Didn't know you were working here."

Your eyes shifted to Steve and then back to Robin.

"Either of you."

"I've been here since before Christmas," Robin leaned against the counter as you approached and thumbed over her shoulder at Steve. "And of course dingus over here just couldn't stay away."

"You're the dream team, of course," you nodded. "Scoops Troop. But, uh, not anymore I guess."

"We're workshopping a new name."

The two of you laughed and then you excused yourself to peruse the shelves for a new movie. Robin even offered to show you some new tapes with a low pull it together hissed at Steve as she rounded the counter to show you a new display.

Steve willed himself to say something, Do something. Anything. Say hello, walk over and suggest a new movie, say that it was good to see you, that he missed you.

Communicate, god damn it.

But he was frozen.

Even more when you and Robin returned a few minutes later debating which John Hughes flick you should get: Sixteen Candles or Weird Science.

"You could always get both," Steve suggested, the words rocketing out of his mouth violently as you reached the register.

"Uh, yeah, actually..." you nodded. "That's a good idea, I think I will."

Steve typed in all the information and got your rentals rung out, and as he asked if you wanted candy or popcorn, you laughed.

"You know what, I'm actually all candy and popcorn'd out," your smile faltered when your eyes met again. "I'm...uh...you know."

"Know what?" Steve asked dumbly.

"I'm over at the Hawk," you nodded. "New shift manager and everything. I was...I was actually supposed to work here when Mr. Phillips offered me a dollar more at the theater. And the popcorn didn't hurt."

"I didn't know that," Steve shook his head.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

You and Steve stared at each other for another long, drawn out minute.

You opened your mouth to say something--

"Can we ta--"

--before Steve, idiot that he was, pushed your tapes across the counter at you and practically shouted at you.

"Your rental's due back on Friday by 2pm, enjoy."

Robin gave him the silent treatment for the rest of his shift.

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"Do I show up with flowers?"

"Flowers?"

"What's that voice, you don't like flowers?"

"Not really."

There he was, back at Claire's the following day, sitting in the chair at the Ear Piercing Station as the manager restocked the jewelry wall. A bag of fresh chocolate chip cookies from the food court sat on top of the station and the two of them periodically reached in for a treat as Steve regaled her with his tale.

"I know they miss me, I just know it."

"Then why did you freeze up?"

"Because I'm an idiot. Help. Please."

So far, the manager hadn't really been able to offer him much advice outside of a shoulder to cry on and a listening ear. Especially now as he planned a way to win you back.

"Everyone likes flowers," Steve argued skeptically. "You're telling me Munson hasn't gotten you roses or something?"

The shop bell rang, a chain rattled, and leather squeaked, and instead of the manager answering with a gentle tone and an eye roll like she'd been doing all day, Eddie Munson himself chimed in.

"If I was a jealous man," he started with an exaggerated glare at Steve. "I would say you're here flirting with my girlfriend."

Eddie "The Freak" Munson was somehow the Dad to Steve's reluctant Mom when it came to the ragtag gang of Freshman that they shared role-model-ship of, and because of that their previous animosity had been turned into some kind of...agreement.

Could Steve say Eddie was a bad guy? No. Was he still wondering why the kids liked him so much? Yes. Could the two of them get along? Up for debate.

Which was why Steve wasn't so concerned when the metalhead was feigning some kind of intimidation tactic; they had an agreement that went from unspoken to shaken on come the new year: No fighting in front of the kids, no making fun of each other's hair, no stealing Eddie's girlfriend.

"What are you doing here?" the manager laughed at the two boys antics and crossed her arms over her chest. "Don't you have school?"

"I came to ask you a very important question," Eddie smiled a lovesick smile at her, Steve momentarily ignored. "But imagine my surprise when someone else is sitting in my spot."

"It's not your spot. And I'm giving him advice."

"Again?"

"He's hopeless, apparently."

"I'm right here," Steve exclaimed and got to his feet, ready to leave. "I didn't come here to be made fun of. I actually need help."

He didn't like the way Eddie clapped him on the shoulder, or steered him out of the store, or gave him a patronizing smile.

"Listen," Eddie started once they were out of the store. "I know you're having some issues but seriously, you need to get your act together."

"And how should I do that Munson? I've thought of everything and your girlfriend keeps telling me that my ideas are stupid."

"I'm sure they are stupid," Eddie nodded. "I trust her judgment."

"What would you do to win her back? If you fucked up?"

"I wouldn't fuck it up, Number one," Eddie smirked. "Even at the risk of jinxing myself there. Rule Number One in the Munson Relationship Doctrine, don't fuck it up."

"Well that page is missing from the Harrington Relationship Doctrine, because I clearly went and did that."

"Rule Number Two," Eddie continued, ignoring Steve. "Is by making a grand and personal gesture. Didn't you ask Nancy Wheeler to Junior Prom by having the cheer squad perform a routine just for her a few years ago."

"Yeah that took a lot of begging," Steve nodded eagerly, already formulating a plan. "But I could do it again if I--"

"I heard she hated it," Eddie shot a sour expression. "So no, not that."

"Then I'm out of ideas," Steve admitted.

Eddie threw his head back and groaned, and Steve was sure he heard him say something along the lines of and Buckley called him Hawkins Heartthrob.

"Listen," Eddie recovered, tightened his grip on Steve's shoulder with one hand, and jabbed him in the chest with the other hand. "Don't ever say that I didn't do anything for you ok? Where does your friend work? The Hawk?"

"How do you know that?"

"News travels fast when you're friends with 5 freshmen and Robin Bigmouth Buckley ok?" Eddie shook his head. "Now listen to me. Your friend works at the theater? Showing movies right? And what are movies made of?"

"Film?"

"Sure. And the kids...Dustin...what club is he part of at school?"

"Uh...Hellfire Club. Chess Club..."

"AV Club," Eddie insisted with an exaggerated nod. "And where do you work?"

"Family Video."

"And what is in a vid--you know what?" Eddie groaned. "I don't have time for this. How are you not putting two and two together Harrington?"

"I don't know what I'm supposed to be putting together."

"What they all have in common?"

Steve took a second as Eddie leaned closer expectantly, as though trying to transmit his idea through osmosis because Steve was just not getting it.

Until the osmosis was successful and Steve had his lightbulb moment.

"Oh!"

"There you go!" Eddie's face stretched with a feral grin. "I see the wheels turning. Ladies and Gentleman, I believe a plan is underway."

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It took a little more than a week, the combined efforts of the AV Club and Hellfire Club, and a good chunk out of Steve's paycheck for supplies and to bribe them all and the projectionist at the Hawk.

But the plan was in place.

Steve found out your schedule, bought tickets for a 5pm show of Hey there, It's Yogi Bear.

There couldn't have been a worse movie to choose, but it was the only one he could buy out the theater for.

He showed up to the Hawk promptly at 4:30, got his soda and popcorn, and hung around the lobby impatiently. He was pretty sure he'd ruined his hair from the number of times he'd run his hand through it.

Slowly his friends started to filter in: The Sinclair kids and Max, Mike Wheeler and Will Byers with Nancy and Jonathan in tow--that wouldn't be nerve-wracking or embarrassing at all if the plan didn't work out. At some point, Eddie's van pulled up in front of the Theater and Dustin, Jeff, Gareth, and Dave all walked in bickering about nachos and sour worms, before Eddie and the Claire's Store Manager followed suit, Eddie telling his friends to shut up.

Steve was beginning to sweat at 4:55 when Robin ran in, hand in hand with a new girlfriend that he'd seen waiting for Rob when he dropped her off at school in the morning.

That he'd been maybe a little too in his own head about you to hear Robin rave about for the past few months. He really did feel bad about that.

"Thought you were gonna be late," he accused Robin.

"Me? Late?" she beamed. "Never. Do we have time to grab candy?"

"Just go," he waved them off, then shot Robin a secret thumbs up as she pointed to her crush excitedly, then got nervous when he spotted you across the lobby, talking to one of the ushers.

You faltered when you locked eyes with him, waved back when he sent you a little hello, and then you scurried into the box office.

He allowed himself one more moment of heartache. Then at 5 on the dot, Steve entered the theater and sat in the back row, as close to the projection window as he could get.

The previews started, and for a moment, Steve looked at all his...well, they were all his friends now, weren't they? Here to support him on this hare-brained endeavor. He suddenly felt loved in a way that he didn't think he'd ever felt before, not like this.

The only thing missing was you.

Suddenly the projection started skipping, and he could hear his accomplice in the projection booth shuffle around, then a door opened and closed.

"And so it begins," Eddie said dramatically a few rows ahead.

"Shut up, you're gonna give it away!" Dustin shouted at him.

Everyone started chattering until Steve sent them all a shhhhh when he heard the projection booth door open and shut again and your voice, clearly irritated, started speaking.

"What do you mean it isn't working? Did you try...I don't know...unplugging it and plugging it back in? Re-roll the film and try it again...here let me see..."

Steve felt himself shake with anticipation as the projector started up again, but the images on the screen were decidedly not Yogi Bear and Boo Boo.

"What the hell?" you exclaimed.

On the screen were pictures of you and Steve, all the polaroids and film strips from the little Photo Booth at Starcourt that you'd taken together over the months of your relationship. The ticket from the aquarium that he'd saved. The note you'd pinned to his back one morning when you hugged him before his shift that said "Steve Harrington is a loser."

He heard your snort as the scene panned up to a shot of himself sitting at the desk in his room writing a letter, shot on the Wheeler family's camcorder. The Steve on the screen looked up into the camera and startled.

"Oh," he laughed. "Didn't see you there. It's been a long time, hasn't it? I uh...I really wanted to talk to you and figured there wasn't a better way than writing a letter."

"Nerd," you called through the projection window, garnering laughs from his friends.

The scene faded to Movie Steve in a turtleneck skipping rocks at Lover's Lake in a very artistic shot that Director Dustin was apparently "proud of."

"But a picture is worth a thousand words so I'm pretty sure a video is worth a million." Movie Steve said your name sadly and looked deep into the camera. "I messed up, I was an idiot and a jerk and only took my own feelings into consideration when I made that joke to my parents. I don't care how they felt about you because I'm past the point of caring how they feel about me. My screw ups.

"And unfortunately I made the biggest screw-up of my life that night. I might not care what they think about me...but I care what you think about me."

The scene changed once again, Movie Steve leaning over the counter at Family Video filling out a form on a clipboard.

"There are a million better movies out there than this one you're watching right now Honey, but none of them are able to show just how truly sorry I am, and how much I miss you. I know that we still need to talk things out in person but I hope this shows how much I'm willing to put in the work so you'll forgive me."

A few rows ahead, he could hear Eddie speak along with Movie Steve, he leaned into his girlfriend and said "I wrote that line. Pretty good, right?"

"Uh huh," she pushed his head away from her. "Sap."

Eddie turned back to look at Steve and shot him a thumbs-up.

The scene changed one last time to a panning shot of Steve walking out of StarCourt mall towards his car.

"This is your chance to decide now. I wouldn't blame you if you chose never to talk to me again. I'll wait outside once your shift is over, but I'll respect your choice either way. I miss you Honey, and I love you."

Movie Steve got in the car and drove away into the sunset, only for the camera to pan over to Corroded Coffin playing a sweet ballad that Steve knew was your favorite.

The screen faded to black and the audience erupted into applause before the real previews resumed and the eventual movie.

Steve listened intently for some sign of life from the projection booth, but aside from a few footsteps and the door opening and closing again, there was nothing.

After the movie was over and all of his friends went their respective ways, Steve sat by his car until the end of your shift. When the last lights of The Hawk marquee finally turned off and the employees all started filing out, he knew he was holding his breath.

The last person out of the building was you, and as you turned around and spotted him, you stopped in your tracks.

Just like the other day at Family Video, it was a standoff between you and Steve, and although Steve wished that you would just come running into his arms to kiss him, insisting your forgiveness, he knew things were never that easy.

"That, uh...was something," you finally broke the silence.

"It was, wasn't it," he agreed.

"Was that your idea?" you asked. "Pretty sure those were all your friends in there."

"Yeah I bought out the whole theater."

"You bought...seriously?"

"I wanted to make sure you weren't embarrassed...in case anyone else saw."

"And I wouldn't be embarrassed by your friends?" you scoffed.

"Well they all helped me make it so I think I was more embarrassed asking them all for help than you." You let out a long sigh and put your face in your hands and Steve started talking rapid-fire. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I know that sucks when...when I already did. But I promise I'll do better. I'll be better. I'll be anything you need me to be, I just...I need you back."

You said something but it was muffled by your hands.

"What?"

"I said," you pulled them away and looked up at him with watery eyes, and he felt his heart drop again. "Do you really love me? You said so...at the end of that...whatever that was."

"I mean...yeah I guess I do."

"You guess?" you laughed.

"I do!" Steve said with more confidence this time. "I do love you. I'm...sorry I didn't say anything sooner."

"I'm sorry you didn't either," you muttered. You closed the distance and grabbed the lapels of Steve's jacket in your hands, as though you were about to shake him. "Do you know...the real reason I was upset?"

"There's...a real reason?" he asked.

"Why I broke up with you."

"Oh. Uh...no."

"I mean," you took a great breath of confidence. "Yeah I was mad because you made me seem like a joke to your parents on Thanksgiving, and I know...I know their opinion doesn't mean that much to you. But after I left it got me thinking...what if you made a joke like that...because I was a joke. And maybe thats why nothing was ever coming of our relationship because it was just...you didn't care about me. You didn't...love me, the same way I loved you."

Steve felt the invisible hand clench around his heart; it was like Nancy all over again.

"Loved?" he whispered weakly, the sense of deja-vu undeniable. "Honey..."

"So I had to end it. To protect myself. And I took a long hard look at myself when I got to work. The what? Third job I had since I started at StarCourt? I realized that maybe...I was a joke. Maybe you were right, that I was...this job-hopping, unreliable...thing and that's why I quit. And I started looking...for a management position somewhere so I could be better."

"But you were already great," Steve assured. "Can we get back to that...loved thing?"

"Steven..."

"Sorry."

"Let me finish."

"Ok."

"And you know what I found out since I've been here?" you asked. "I...kind of hate working at a movie theater. And I need to leave again. I'm...I'm a free spirit. I can't be tied down to one kind of job. I saw an ad in the paper for an arts and crafts instructor at the Park District and I sort of wanna quit before applying, I would be great at that."

"You would," Steve laughed, still unsure of where this was going.

It was always a bit of a rollercoaster with you though, and it was another thing about you that he loved.

"So...tonight seeing all of that," you waved an arm behind you at the theater. "Seeing you...realizing that you loved me all along...I don't know. I don't need your love to keep being who it is that I am, it's just nice to know that you love me, the same way I love you."

"Love me?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah."

He whispered your name desperately and then cupped your face in his hands.

"I love you Honey."

"I love you too, Steve Harrington."

You pulled him into you and smashed your lips to his. The heartbreak faded away from both of you, and in its place, undeniable love and affection for each other.

Steve Harrington might have been many things, he might have fucked up.

But he was happy to say he was someone who could fix it.

With love.

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A Beginner's Guide to Epic: The Musical

Are you new to Epic: The Musical and overwhelmed by four years worth of content to go through? This is for you! (Note that this is a work in progress post that will be added to in the future as new information and Sagas are released).

LAST UPDATED: 09/01/24

*There will be some spoilers in this! The Odyssey is thousands of years old, but Epic: The Musical is an adaptation, meaning things are different. I recommend listening to all the songs in Epic before reading this, as this guide is intended to clear up misunderstandings/confusing moments and provide context.

**All of the underlined bits are links to whatever it is I'm referring to, just in case I'm making no sense. I will try to include sources for everything, or at least indicate where I got certain information from if there's no link available.

General Info:

*This is basic information about Epic: The Musical as a whole. This includes where to find new information and content, BTS things, etc.

• First of all, here's a quick rundown by the creator himself. There'll be some overlap in terms of what I cover here.

• Epic: The Musical is created by Jorge Rivera-Herrans, often referred to as "Jay" or "Mr. Jalapeño" by his fans. This is who writes the songs, casts the characters, and voices Odysseus himself!

• Epic: The Musical was originally (pre-Ocean Saga) produced under Blair Russell Productions, but Jay has never been paid the royalties from the songs released under them (and they have yet to give back control of the Epic social media accounts), so Epic is now produced under Jay's own company, Winion Entertainment LLC. (source)

• Jay is most active on TikTok, YouTube, Instagram, and Twitter. All videos that he posts to these platforms are generally the same, so don't worry if you can't follow him on all of them. He talks about several Epic-related things, including release dates, BTS, animatics, details about the music/story, snippets of released and unreleased songs, and also plenty of funny videos. He is very active within the fanbase, and you're likely to find him (and other cast members) leaving comments on posts by fans!

• Here are Jay's other links, including the Epic: The Musical Discord server. In my experience, the Discord server and Tiktok are the best places to get information as quickly as possible.

• Epic is still in progress. As of the latest update to this guide (09/01/24), the Wisdom Saga has just been released last week, leaving only two more sagas before the end. The songs are all part of a concept album, and there is currently no stage adaptation.

• Jay takes many creative liberties with The Odyssey for the sake of this adaptation of the story. He made a video recently explicitly saying to NOT use Epic as a basis for your knowledge of The Odyssey, at least when it comes to academic settings. Many of the things that occur in Epic DO NOT occur in the original story, and some parts of the original story have been cut out. Here is a video where Jay explains the purpose of Epic as an adaption. (I won't be including a list of differences in this post, but I might make a separate one if anyone's interested.)

• Although Epic takes a lot of these creative liberties, there are several little easter eggs sprinkled in among the actual plot points from The Odyssey. (I'll go into these later.)

• Jay will usually do a recap video before each new saga, going over all the events of the previous sagas for any newcomers.

• When a new saga is released, Jay will hold a LIVE listen-through. I highly recommend being there for these events, because they include lots of cool and important things such as:

official animations, animatics, and artwork, all of which provide insights into character design and events within the songs

Jay's live reactions (his facial expressions and little dances/lip-syncs are delightful)

details about the events within the songs that aren't made clear within the music itself (like what a character is doing, what is happening around them, etc)

Jay's comments in the LIVE chat, which includes details/easter eggs, BTS stuff, jokes, headcanons, and LOTS of love and praise for the actors and fans!

• Seeing as there is no stage adaptation for Epic, a lot of the visual elements come from artists and animatics/animations. Jay actually works with several of these artists for official trailers, artwork, and animatics/animations! Some of these artists include: Ainhoa Velasco, @wolfythewitch, @gigizetz, @_mircsy_, @drawing_angie, @anniflamma, Scilla_nimation, el_crafts, samantha_artt, and Giulia Toneatto. These people are all incredibly talented and deserve all the love from the Epic fanbase!

Info About the Music:

*I am not musically adept at all, and this post is already very long, so I am not going to list much specific information—just general common themes and some examples of them. Most of this information has been confirmed by Jay, in videos that I've linked below.

• If you're having trouble understanding the lyrics and/or the meaning behind the lyrics, Genius lyrics has the entire album and is full of helpful notes about the context within the musical. A lot of lyrics get misheard, so even if you think you understand what's being sung, I'd recommend checking just in case lol.

• The Troy Saga and The Cyclops Saga have been rereleased under Winion Entertainment LLC! This includes new vocals, altered music, etc. These were released alongside The Thunder Saga, along with new cover art. It's preferred that you listen to these versions of the songs, and NOT the originals, because Jay only gets royalties from the current ones.

• Many characters have their own musical motif, or even multiple motifs. There are also other motifs that are more general, like the "Danger is Nearby" motif.

• Many important characters have their own instrument that plays an integral part to the songs they're in. You can typically tell which instrument accompanies each character by listening to what is most prominent in a song that focuses on that character. (ex. Hermes with harps and the lyre, Athena with the piano)

• If you hear a character's musical motif or associated instrument in a song they don't play an integral part in, that can mean a few things (listed below). With the more general motifs, they have their own separate meanings outside of the characters.

That character is present, even if they're not singing. (ex. Hermes in "Puppeteer," signifying that he's listening to Odysseus' speech, which is brought up at the beginning of "Wouldn't You Like")

That character is related to whatever event/conversation is occurring. (ex. the same musical motif in "Ruthlessness" and "Storm," signifying that Poseidon is the one that sent the crazy storm)

The kind of instrument being played can indicate the emotion or tone of a scene. This is scene primarily with Odysseus, where the use of a nylon or acoustic guitar indicates that he is not being ruthless (source).

• When background vocals are accompanying a mortal, there is always a physical, in-universe source for those voices (ex. Odysseus' crew as background vocals in most of his songs). When background vocals are accompanying a god or other powerful being, there does not have to be a physical source for those voices—gods can basically summon a choir of voices at will (ex. "Ruthlessness"). (video explanation)

• Background chanting specifically is a common element in Epic songs. Typically, this chanting consists of the names of characters present/focused on in the song (as seen [heard?] in "Survive," "Ruthlessness," and "King").

Unclear/Vague Moments Explained:

*Some of the plot points, characters, etc. in Epic can be confusing on the first or second listen. So, I'll clear up some of the common things people (including myself) didn't notice or understand at first.

• The deep voice at the end of "The Horse and the Infant" is Zeus, voiced by Luke Holt. Zeus shows Odysseus a vision of Astyanax, the infant son of Hector, and tells him to kill the child.

• Odysseus drops Astyanax from the walls of Troy at the end of "Just a Man." Many people didn't catch this until the callback in "Monster" at the end of Act 2.

• "Warrior of the Mind" is quite confusing to those that don't have context. It is a flashback to a younger Odysseus, when he first met Athena and took her as a mentor.

• Athena has an ability called "Quick-Thought," which lets her have telepathic conversations with someone within milliseconds by pulling their mind into another dimension.

• Polites dies at the end of "Survive." He is the voice saying "Captain...". (I didn't realize this for a good while when I first started listening to Epic.)

• The voice telling Odysseus to wake up in "Keep Your Friends Close" is Penelope, not Aeolus.

• The lil' guys in "Keep Your Friends Close" are called winions (they're also the Lotus Eaters in "Open Arms"). Jay describes them as "little wind creatures that dance when they get excited and then float away uncontrollably." They don't actually exist in The Odyssey, but they're pretty cute!

• At the end of "Ruthlessness," the line "remember me" is said by Poseidon, who's basically sending his voice through the ocean fog (since Odysseus is very, very far away from him now).

• In "Done For," the yelling you are hearing in the background is essentially a Pokemon/Yu-Gi-Oh battle between Circe's chimera and the monster Odysseus summons using the moly plant given to him by Hermes. There is an animatic by mircsy to serve as a visual aide, which I find very helpful!

• In "There Are Other Ways," Circe was holding a knife and planning to stab Odysseus as she tried to seduce him. When he pulls away and rejects her, she quickly hides the knife.

• In "The Underworld," shades (souls) are in a constant loop, repeating whatever they were thinking when they died. Tiresias is an exception to this rule, seemingly because of him being such a powerful prophet. (confirmed in "The Underworld Saga" LIVE listen-through)

• I feel like this is fairly clear, but for those that aren't familiar with The Odyssey, I'll say it anyways. (Spoilers? I guess?) The prophecy in "No Longer You" is SUPER heavy on the foreshadowing. I won't go into it here, since many people already have, but let's just say the Greeks were big on self-fulfilling prophecies.

• As mentioned previously, background chanting is a big thing in Epic. In "No Longer You," the background chanting also serves as a prophecy detailing the future events of Odysseus's journey. Currently, only part of these lyrics have been confirmed by Jay: "SIREN SONG - SCYLLA THROAT - MUTINY - LIGHTNING BOLT." This leaves two lines that are not confirmed.

• In "Mutiny," after Odysseus is stabbed, he is tied up and knocked out before the crew sails to the nearest island. Right before he says to get to the boat and row away, he manages to untie himself.

Fun Facts/Easter Eggs:

• Circe is voiced by Jay's girlfriend, Talya Sindel.

• When Poseidon kills off most of Odysseus' crew in "Ruthlessness," he says that there are only 43 men left. But in "The Underworld," the souls of his crew say that 558 men died under his command. Considering Odysseus started off with 600 men ("Full Speed Ahead"), this math doesn't add up. This is because in The Odyssey, when Odysseus and his men party with Circe for a year, a man in his crew named Elpenor woke up drunk on Circe's roof and proceeded to walk off the roof and die from the fall. He actually has a cut song.

• Jay messed up the amount of years in "There Are Other Ways." It had not been 12 years, but 10. This little screw-up is referenced in "Different Beast."

• Odysseus' mother is voiced by Jay's actual mother.

• If you see people commenting "rawr rawr rawr" or "🦖" on Jay's videos, they're referencing his April Fool's prank this year. He made a video saying he'd completely changed the Act 2 closing song, "Monster," and proceeded to play a happy-go-lucky sounding song going "I am the monster, rawr rawr rawr."

• In every single saga, Odysseus says "what." in an absolutely bamboozled manner (or "huh" in The Troy Saga, and he does it twice in The Ocean Saga). It happens in "Open Arms," "Polyphemus," "Keep Your Friends Close," "Puppeteer," and "No Longer You." Occasionally, this "what" will be said by a different character (Poseidon in "Ruthlessness," the siren in "Different Beast")

• Perimedes (another man in Odysseus' crew, who lives all the way until "Thunder Bringer") and Elpenor were best friends.

#epic: the musical #epic the musical #epic the underworld saga #epic the circe saga #epic the troy saga #epic the cyclops saga #epic the ocean saga #epic the thunder saga #the underworld saga #the circe saga #the ocean saga #the thunder saga #the troy saga #the cyclops saga #the odyssey #odysseus #jorge rivera herrans #epic: the wisdom saga #the wisdom saga

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Spoiler stands on a building ledge singing with her communication device off. She liked singing alone in fear that her family might mock her if she sounded awful. Being alone, watching the building lights illuminate the city.

Spoiler (singing): 🎵I can take the suffering from you. Let-🎵

Golden Glider (melodious singing): 🎵Let me take the suffering from you. 🎵

Spoiler spun around to see Golden Glider behind her. The ice skating villain waved, with a warm smile.

Golden Glider: Great singing voice and perfect song choice, I love that song so much. Not too into Greek mythology, because you know only the Lord is truth, but I love the musical.

Spoiler (elated): Oh my gosh, yes! It's such a great musical. Did you listen to the wisdom saga?

Golden Glider(nodding): It was amazing right?

Spoiler: As usual! I wish they'd get to the next saga- Pause, you're a criminal!

Golden Glider (pridefully): Aww thanks. Glad I'm getting recognition. No worries, rival. I haven't broken out of prison or anything. I'm on probation actually and just gliding around the city.

Spoiler: You're- You are on probation?!

Golden Glider (making prayer hands): Good behavior, plus a great lawyer. I'm a model prisoner. My baby, soon to be hubby and future father of my children will be out soon.

Spoiler: Man, every time I remember you said yes to... Kite-Man I just have to do a double take. Then realize I'm single.

Spoiler pouts, her mask hiding her mouth, but her eyes looking sorrowful. Golden Glider places her hand on the girl's shoulder supportively.

Glider: Your perfect man will come in due time or a woman. Whatever you prefer, no judgment.

Spoiler blinks.

Spoiler: Are you under mind control? Is that how Kite-Man got you? Blink twice if you are.

Glider shakes her head with a giggle.

Glider: Chuck is a good man when you get to know him. A good man with the best aspirations. That's why I love him.

Spoiler: Aww, that makes no sense to me, but I'm surprisingly happy for you two. And if you're not breaking the law tonight I won't arrest you or anything.

Glider: Thanks, girlie. I can see why Chuck enjoys having you as a rival.

Spoiler's eyebrow twitches as she forces a smile.

Spoiler: Yup, yup, yup. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get back to... This.

Glider nods.

Glider: Oh and the wedding is in three weeks. Chuck said he'll hand you a save the date invitation when he gets out. Byeeee!

Glider flies off with her gliders. Spoiler stands still shocked.

Spoiler: Um, I'm not- And she's gone. His name is Chuck?! I'm not even sure how to handle that information, but like, the name fits.

Spoiler hears a ping on her phone about a jewelery store break in. She looks up at the night sky with a smile.

Spoiler: Thank you, Lord. I can only hope this is Quilt Man. Yee-haw!

Spoiler uses her grappling hook gun and lands on the ground then runs in the direction of the jewelry store.

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Ice Core Report ❄️ August 2024

Decided to do a little editorial check in at the end of each month. Most of you probably don't know that, while Lauren is my real first name, that my blog is actually named for a massive ice sheet that once lay over the place where I live (the Laurentide Ice Sheet). Thus, this is a report from my ice core.

#1 Story: Suggestion Box

This one was a huge surprise for me. It took off immediately, and I had not seen that coming. I'd had this image saved in my "had potential" folder for probably three weeks before I decided on how to tell the story. It went through an iteration where this was an ice skating rink, then it was a sandwich shop. I think one draft had a "five dollar footlong" joke in it. But ultimately I liked "arcade" the best.

#2 Story: Enjoy Your Stay

This was based on fun joking conversation I had with @hypno-potion and as the scaffolding we were joking about kept getting more elaborate I was like "No there is definitely something here." I'm glad you all agreed.

#3 Story: Kitty Pet Saga

I saw this picture and immediately knew what the story was going to be. Sometimes I see an image and think "There's something here if I look hard enough" and sometimes I see an image and a fully formed idea just jumps right out of it.

#4 Story: Oh My

This is a story I actually wrote quite some time ago for an old defunct website that never really got any foot traffic. I'm glad I brought it over, because it's one of my personal favorites. The only fauxcest story in the top five this month. That's one of those kinks I think I'm just going to have to accept that you guys aren't as into as I am (and I have the data to validate that claim).

#5 Story: Daughters and Suns

The only true repost from my old blog and the only part of a series in the top five this month. This series is my favorite thing I'm writing right now (though this entry isn't my favorite in the series). There's a lot more coming so I hope you're enjoying as much as I am.

Sunda Systems

We're half way through Season 1 of my Sunda Systems investigative mind control conspiracy story. Our investigator has made several contacts and visited the campus first-hand. She also might be starting to feel some effects from her various encounters, and her keen eye for detail is missing a few clues that are staring her right in the face. But I'm sure the date she's got lined up will give her some much needed relaxation.

Please please please share this story and feel free to get interactive with it! I've put some real effort into it and I've never written such a slow burn before. I'm enjoying the ride, and I've got some GOOD (I think) twists and turns coming. I think this format could be fun to play around with as an audience. Post your theories! I love seeing that folks are engaging with more than just the like button.

Update of Magics & Mesmerism

Some of you are aware that I'm working on an erotic mind control TTRPG called Magics & Mesmerism. I'm still plugging away. As we speak, I'm writing skills for the Innovator character class. As a treat, I'd like to share with you an except from the page on Hypnotic Foci:

General Thoughts

Every story in the top five this month is a FEMALE SUB story. Noted. I tend to favor that in my writing, too, which is interesting because I think Female Over Male stories are hotter, probably because of the subversion of expectations. I'm a slut for subversion of expectations.

I think that's everything. Love you all and I'm very excited for you to see what's coming in September. One of my favorites that I wrote comes out tomorrow, and on the 13th you'll be introduced to your first Force of Nature.

Till then, keep reading, keep messaging, keep asking, and if you're feeling generous, keep donating.

#lauren talk #ice core #magics and mesmerism

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queenofthedisneyverse · 2 months

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Thinking about what Epic: The musical would be like as a gameplay

You could be one of the crew members going through each saga. Experience the tragic tale with them and try to survive kind of thing. Maybe through certain actions you can change the narrative.

Troy saga: Game 1

Cyclops saga: Game 2

Ocean saga: game 3

Circe saga: Game 4

Underworld saga: Game 5

Thunder saga: (Final?) Game 6

OOOOOOOOOR...and hear me out on this

A Tragic Tale Dating Sim

First off, Odysseus would be off the table (that man loves his wife). As well as Eurylochus because he's married to Ody's sister, Ctimene.

HOWEVER, they could be dateable, but you guys would have to be already married. You are married to Odyssues and platonically or romantically married to Penelope/ You are married to Eurylochus and platonically or romantically married to Ctimene.

(I don't think the sim would/should delve on whether you platonically or romantically married their wives. It should be up for interpretation by the player)

Some others would be Polites (of course), Perimides, and Elpenor just to name a few.

Seeing as Ody had 600 MEN in his crew, you’ll have to a male player for this sim, if that wasn’t obvious.

You guys could already be in an established relationship (either private or public. Though with Perimides' character it might be private) and are so gushy over each other it’s sickening. They are simps for you like how Ody is a simp for Penelope.

Idk, reblog with your ideas (And before anyone comments, yes, a dating sim would be pointless but Tragic tale dating sims aren't common and one in Epic style would be interesting...and sad)

And yes, like in the musical, you die with them. I'm not sure if you should die with the others if you chose the "Married to Odysseus option" but...wouldn't it be more angsty if ya did?

Edit: @mariylle gave me this wonderful idea

I female version could be where you play a nymph on Circe's Island. And from what I've read in this post

So, I think the romance would be short lived I suppose? OR this could be a wlw situation with Circe or the other Nymphs.

But another version would be where you are a female sailor on Ody's ship and end up at Circe's island. I think it would be kind of difficult . for you to romance the ladies. I don't think female sailors were allowed back then either.

So, a storyline could be you were a nymph that was friends with Ody since childhood. And because of that (and probably your navigation/fighting skills) he let you on the ship because it's always been your dream to travel.

Then you come upon Circe's island, but you don't know what happened to the other men until Eurylochus comes along and spills the tea.

You attempt to convince Circe yourself to let the boys go/or distract the other nymphs so Ody can talk to Circe himself. A later option would be to stay with the Nymphs because Circe wants you to stay where you belong.

it's the first time you've come upon other nymphs (besides your mother of course) so of course you'd want to stay. And what if after you stay and "a few years pass" and Ody comes back to the Island...but only to tell you that your other childhood best friend Eury and the rest of the crew is dead. He just wants you to come back to Ithica for the funeral.

He conveniently leaves out how they died. You, the nymph, grew up with Ody so you know he's leaving something. You are given the option to ask but he will just deny it/reflect it.

And like... knowing your friends died it's not even like you really want to know right now anyway

Yeah, being told they died is already a bit much. But on the bittersweet side, you get to meet Ody's son, Telemachus, because the last time you saw him was when he was a baby.

Ody's mom is dead too and she was like an aunt to you so...yeah, more trauma.

Your nympha mom is still up and running though, she is Ody's mothers age but physically only looks 40 or 50.

Idk reblog or comment ideas if you have them

#epic the thunder saga #epic the musical #epic: the musical #epic the underworld saga #epic the circe saga #epic the troy saga #epic the musical odysseus #jorge rivera herrans #odysseus #eurylochus #polites #Something tells me Polites would be the only one dated…

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raguonmynieceandnephew · 4 months

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EPIC THE MUSICAL ACT ONE SONGS RANKED BY ME

The first act is out and recency bias towards saga 5 has passed. let's go lesbians

20 - POLYPHEMUS

I would like to express that just because she is last she isn't bad, ok? The worst Epic song is better than your fave's entire discography, let's not get it twisted. That being said, Polyphemus is by far the weakest for me. It's just too slow, and like, of course it is, it's the build up for the plot defining moment of the show. It has to be slow to contrast with the explosion that will come right after. But it's soooo much and so not the vibe for me. Still love her tho

19 - LUCK RUNS OUT

Not gonna lie, this song is only this low because they changed the "We could be caught of guard" verse. It was SOOOOOOO much better than the melodic version, like, that was a giga downgrade it really upset me and my homegirls ngl

18 - WARRIOR OF THE MIND

Again, a queen, a trendsetter, a trailblazer, we love athena, but her songs in the beginning of the musical are kinda not my thing. Warrior of the mind sounds so weird to me in its saga, i struggle making it fit in my head.

17 - STORM

Wait, wait hear me out, hear me out! Don't shoot! It lacks flavor. It lacks a spice, it lacks something it. I really wasn't feeling it much in the tiktok teaser days of this one, and while the full release is good (again, there is no such thing as a bad epic song) storm left me wanting more, not in a too good of a way. It felt like there was something that needed to be there, a je ne sais quoi, idk

16 - SURVIVE

I think i might get doxxed for this list, but it is my truth. TBH we reached a point in which i have no qualms with the songs. Survive is definitely not bad but like, it gets outshone by literally everyone else in the list so it goes here.

15 - THERE ARE OTHER WAYS

Ooooooh boy. I hate that she is so low. I do, I really do. The second verse just doesn't do it for me as much as the first, and it sucks because the intro and the duet are a fucking masterclass.

14 - PUPPETEER

The numbers are treatcherous because, yes 14 is in the lower spectrum but like, we are already in No Skip territory. I didn't think I would like Puppeteer but the intro with Ody and Eurylochus is simply perfection. The feels, the almost love confession that was cut off, the wordplay is just INSANE, love her

13 - THE UNDERWORLD

What do I need to say about Underworld that wasn't already said in every corner of this website? Putting your IRL mom to play Anticlea is VILE, 10/10 fuck you jorge

12 - KEEP YOUR FRIENDS CLOSE

She was gagging me since tiktok. Perfection. Bonus points for being Penelope and Telemachus first appearances in the show (SHOW ME THE TWINK, JORGE). Also, "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODYSSEUS OF ITHACAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

11 - MY GOODBYE

I talked shit about athena's sons in warrior of the mind and I was about to put this in 16th place wtf, it didn't feel right so i did a re-listen and holy shit this song is phenomenal, omg THE JUST A MAN LINE? CINEMA

10 - OPEN ARMS

Steven Dookie, the man that you are. This song is so fucking good, holy shit. It's cute, and fun, It's everything. It encapsulates why the first quarter of a musical is always my favorite, because of all the setups, the motifs, the weapons it creates to shred our hearts

09 - REMEMBER THEM

She is perfection, she is serving pauleira, she is giving me everything I want. By far the best outro in the show, argue with your mothers.

08 - FULL SPEED AHEAD

The harmonies, the character intros, the simplicity, the naïveté, the HARMONIES, YES, AGAIN THE HARMONIES. Troy saga best saga, and if you disagree you can eat my ass

07 - DONE FOR

This song is what truly hooked into epic so Just a Man could reel me in. The drama, the irony, the implicit horniness, the fact that i found out they were dating IRL around the time this was announced, truly divine (ha)

06 - NO LONGER YOU

Wig? Snatched. This was my favorite song for a while, I even auditioned for it lmao. Deffo my favorite one to sing, still. Mason DEVOURED this track, and the prophecy? Odysseus's scream? Setting up Monster, AKA one of the best things in this show? Gagged me, your honor.

05 - THE HORSE AND THE INFANT

We are reaching greatness here you guys. The duet with Zeus gives me chills every time. I just know this + Just a Man as INTROS (REALLY LIKE, THIS IS THE INTRO) are gonna make pussies throb and ppl cry in the theater

04 - WOULDN'T YOU LIKE

Hermes is my favorite character in the show, and this (and Dangerous) are my most anticipated songs EVER. The tiktok snippets really did it for me.

03 - MONSTER

I mean, come on. Do I even have to say anything? When he quoted Poseidon. The venting about all he lost, THE CONFIRMATION THAT HE DID, IN FACT, KILLED THE BABY. HE BECOMING THE MAN TIRESIAS SAW IN HIS PROPHECY. I MEAN, COME ON

02 - RUTHLESSNESS

Chills. Literal chills. When this song dropped I was INSUFFERABLE. Ask anyone close to me. She was on repeat for WEEKS. Steven Rodriguez's voice is so fucking insane, so fucking SEXY (I ain't afraid to say it bitch, that man can get it). But like, Poseidon as a character, Odysseus being an idiot, "Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves" like HOLY SHIT. And now, all i can think about is how Get in The Water will sound in his voice. Just thinking about it gives me chills. I just know he is going to devour it.

01 - JUST A MAN

Remarkable, showstopping, absolutely the best song ever made. The lyricism, the production, the poetry, vocal performance, I really don't have much to say because it's not needed. All of my favorite moments in this soundtrack, unreleased songs included, are moments in which this song is referenced.

The "Monster" chants in The Underworld and in Monster, "after all you're just a man" in My Goodbye, the entire song of "Monster" is he becoming the Monster he is asking about in this song, like, DO YOU GUYS UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS SONG? My life's dream is to go to broadway once to see this fucking song live, and i know it will be life changing. Just a Man is the most beautiful thing ever.

#epic the musical #epic the underworld saga #epic the ocean saga #epic the circe saga #epic the troy saga #epic the cyclops saga #epic #jorge rivera herrans #talya sindel #epic the musical spoilers

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spending-life-pretending · 4 months

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Hii amazing new mutual!

What is the realm of the elderlings series and should I read it?

Hi!! Omg what a question, new mutual. My gut instinct is to answer yes, yes absolutely, bc I love ROTE and I’m always willing to recommend it! However—it can also be kind of intimidating to get into, so here’s some more info to help u make a decision:

‘Realm of the Elderlings’ is the collective name for five different epic fantasy book series (all set in the titular realm) by Robin Hobb:

The Farseer Trilogy

The Liveship Traders Trilogy

The Tawny Man Trilogy

The Rain Wilds Chronicles (quartet)

The Fitz and the Fool Trilogy

There is some debate over the best reading order: Technically, according to most people, each series can stand on its own and be read individually. BUT the first, third, and fifth series focus on the same protagonist throughout different eras of his life. The second and fourth series are a duo. Essentially, only a few characters cross over into all five series, but 1, 3, and 5 focus on the same characters, and 2 and 4 focus on a lot of the same characters, if that makes sense.

Personally, I have been making my way through these in publication/chronological order (I’m on Rain Wilds rn), and that has worked really well for me. I love the main characters of series 1, 3, and 5, and getting to revisit them throughout their lives really makes them feel like real, growing people. I love the style of series 2 and 4, which are a lot more expansive and focus on ensembles of characters, and reading them feels satisfying, like watching a giant puzzle be put together as every plot piece clicks into place.

Some people skip around, reading series 1, 3, and 5 first and then going back to 2 and 4; some people don’t ever read 2 or 4; some people don’t ever read 1, 3, or 5; some people just read one series, feel satisfied, and never pick up another ROTE book again. All of these are totally fair! But I will recommend that The Farseer Trilogy is the logical place to start.

So here’s an actual description: Farseer, beginning with Assassin’s Apprentice, follows the life of FitzChivalry Farseer, the bastard son of the nation’s favorite prince. Upon learning of Fitz’s existence, his father abdicates from the line of succession, which leads to rising political tensions as Fitz’s two uncles now have to jockey for the throne. Meanwhile, Fitz is taken in by his father’s family but never formally recognized as royal, instead being trained to use his skills (and the magic he inherited) to serve the kingdom as an assassin and spy.

Here’s a less formal description: FitzChivalry Farseer is the dumbest boy alive and I love him so much. He’s a dog guy. He’s an unreliable narrator. His best friend is a genderfluid court jester with secrets, and their relationship will break your heart in the best way as it entangles both of them over the decades. There are dragons! There are wolves! There are scenes that will make you cry!! I get a lot out of these books, personally, as an asexual person; the importance of relationships outside of romantic/sexual contexts is shown. They deal a lot with family, and growing up, and the grief that comes as a side effect of living.

Plus, as a woman who has had to deal with a lot of bullshit fantasy misogyny in my reading, it was just refreshing to read such a sprawling, epic fantasy saga written by a woman. Hobb isn’t faultless; there are still some dated elements and tropes, but she tends to write her female characters with compassion and thoughtfulness, even when the narrative might be hard on them.

Ok. So. Hopefully that was helpful to you, and not just an overwhelming block of text and info! Even if you decide ROTE doesn’t sound like it’s for you or you try but can’t get into it, thanks for reaching out giving me the chance to spill my thoughts!! I do love these books so much, and infodumping about them is a great passion of mine 😊 I look forward to seeing u around on my dash

#rote #realm of the elderlings #I hope when I press post the format doesn’t get wonky #anyway hiiiii fr I’m so happy u asked me this :) :)

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benevolentpeach · 2 years

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Home Is Where You Are

(Pro-Hero Deku x F!Reader)

WARNINGS⚠️‼️: Slight Teasing, Cursing, Being Alone, Sad Thoughts, Abandonment Issues

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Alone.

Again.

Something you'd grown quite used to over the years since getting together with your hero boyfriend Izuku.

You really shouldn't have expected anything else considering he was the new Symbol of Peace, hero work was of utmost importance to him, you understood that yes, but..

It seemed he never had just one moment for you anymore.

But again, you knew what you were getting into when you got together with him.

His job would always come before you, that was something you accepted a long time ago.

He would always come home from work, eat, shower if he had the energy, and then fall asleep without giving you so much as a goodnight kiss.

At first you thought nothing of it, that kind of work would tire anyone out.

But as the days droned on, they soon turned into weeks, then months, then a year.

An entire year of him coming home from work only to eat, shower, sleep, and then wake up just to do it all over again.

At this point you were questioning whether or not he even had feelings for you anymore, but you never bothered to ask, too afraid that you might be right.

Tonight you had a plan.

You had an idea to have a romantic date, just the two of you, no hero work, no stacks of paperwork to fill out, just you, him, and a night full of movies and food.

You'd hoped this plan would work..

The familiar sound of keys jangling outside your front door alerted you immediately and a small smile crept onto your face, rushing to the door to open it.

Once you got the door open, there stood your fluffy haired boyfriend, the same blank expression on his face that he'd always come home with.

You were by far way shorter than him by comparison, so he had to look down at you to even see you in front of him.

"Welcome home my love! I have something I want to talk to you about!" You squealed, a small giggle escaping your lips as you tried your best to contain your excitement.

A small smile made its way to his face, but something about it seemed forced, almost like he didn't want to.

Ignoring your intrusive thought, you stepped to the side to let him in, closing the door and locking it behind him once he made it through.

"You've been really busy with work lately.. It seems you never have a day off to yourself so I decided to plan a weekend for just the two of us!"

His movement ceased, head dropping down low as if he were ashamed of something, but instead of saying anything, it was silent.

Now you were beginning to get nervous, maybe he really had lost feelings for you, maybe he just got tired of you but didn't want to hurt your feelings."

"I planned a movie marathon.. Remember when I told you I'd never seen Star Wars and you flipped out saying we were gonna watch them together? Well, I bought the entire saga earlier this week and thought maybe this weekend we could sit down and watch the entirety of it."

He still didn't speak, but he had resumed untying his boots so he could take them off.

"I'll even make some of your favorite foods! It's been awhile since we had anything homemade so I went to the grocery store as well to-"

"I can't."

Your heart sank deep into your chest.

"What..?" You barely muttered.

"I said I can't, Y/N." His tone was bitter and harsh, almost as if he were annoyed he had to repeat himself.

You took a step back, bewildered at his response, all the anger and frustration you'd bottled up from the way he'd been treating you, finally boiling over.

"I expected as much from someone who can't even give his girlfriend a simple fucking kiss goodnight." You spat harshly.

He turned to look at you with wide eyes, as if he were surprised with your outburst, then just as quickly as the shock came, it left, replaced with anger and frustration.

"You know I've been busy Y/N, hero work isn't easy, I told you that when we first got together, you seemed perfectly fine with it before." His voice was lower than usual, his bangs now covering his eyes.

"Too busy to say hello to me when you come home? Too busy to tell me you're okay? Too busy to at LEAST give me a kiss before you fall asleep? How do you think I feel in this situation?! Have you ever honestly stopped to think, 'Hey, maybe I should at least tell my girlfriend I'm okay and not dead'."

Things were starting to heat up between the two of you, yeah sure the two of you got into small arguments in the past, but this one was different, this one was bound to leave a mark.

Although you couldn't see his eyes, his mouth was still visible, his tell was when he'd bite his lower lip. He only ever did so when he was confused, angry, or anxious, and right now he seemed more angry if anything.

"I don't have the energy to deal with this right now Y/N, just drop it, we'll talk about it later."

Like hell you were going to drop it!

"No!" You shouted, body beginning to tremble softly.

"You never seem to have the energy to do anything with me anymore! All you know how to do now is work, eat, shower, and sleep! When was the last time you even acknowledged me or touched me?"

He didn't answer, biting down on his lip much harsher than before.

A small pitiful chuckle left your lips as you stood up straight and wrapped your arms around your body tightly, hugging yourself for comfort.

"You don't have an answer, do you.. I don't even feel like I have a boyfriend anymore, just a roommate that I don't associate myself with.. That's how alone I've been." Your voice was beginning to tremble as you spoke, body now trembling more noticeably.

Your tough exterior was starting to crumble slowly, pieces of it being torn away from your body like broken glass in a fresh wound.

Each piece that crumbled sent searing pain throughout your body like venom, it was agonizing.

"Y/N I-"

"I'm the one talking right now! For once can you please just hear me! Listen to me!"

Your pleads seemed successful, as he slowly closed his mouth and stared at the floor.

"I know very well what I signed up for when I agreed to be with you Izuku Midoriya. Don't you ever think for one second that I didn't." You spat, gritting your teeth harshly.

Finally he looked up at you again, pupils dilating upon hearing you use his full name.

"The thing is.. I know what I fell in love with.. WHO I fell in love with, and that's not you anymore, you've grown distant and cold, you've left me alone with my thoughts every single day for an entire year, and now I'm stuck wondering if you even love me anymore."

Really, you didn't want to cry, especially not in front of him. You didn't want to be seen as weak for crying over something so simple when you knew others had it much worse than you.

But with each word that left your mouth as you talked to him, hearing yourself finally admit everything you'd been feeling outloud, you found that task to be quite difficult.

"I'm stuck wondering whether or not I'm even worthy of your touch, eyes, your love, anything from you.. I'm stuck wondering if one day you'll come home and tell me you no longer love me."

The pain and anguish you'd been feeling for months was starting to really catch up to you, tears brimming your eyes as you hoped he would finally hear you.

"I've been so utterly alone, even when you're around, and it shouldn't be like that.. I know hero work isn't easy, I know your job requires your full attention, but I wasn't the one that approached you for a relationship." You glanced up at him through teary eyes, trying to cover your pain with a smile.

"I've been so alone I've started to actually think about packing everything and just leaving without telling you, because even if I did tell you, I feel like you wouldn't care, you'd just stay silent like you are now."

It had been a long time since you'd felt like this, abandoned, like there was no one else in the world that cared about you, that you were just alone to face everything head on.

Izuku had told you of his past, keeping certain parts out that you were curious about, but had respected his privacy enough not to dig deeper.

Everything about how people constantly bullied him and doubted him because he wanted to become a hero, despite him being quirkless.

He told you how he felt in those times, how alone and trapped he felt, coming close to giving up on his dream when his idol basically told him it wasn't possible for him to become a hero without a quirk.

He KNEW what loneliness felt like, he KNEW what abandonment felt like, so why..?

Why was he treating you the same way he was treated back then..

Your bottom lip began to tremble as you stared at him painfully awaiting his reply. At this point you were desperate for him to say something, anything, but he'd gone completely silent, bottom lip stuck between his top teeth harshly.

A short pitiful laugh escaped your lips when the silence had gone on for far too long, and a simple smile appeared. "Goodbye Izuku." Was all you said before grabbing your phone and walking out the door.

He didn't try to stop you, he didn't even call out for you.. He did..

Nothing...

Yep, just as you'd suspected, he'd lost feelings for you a long time ago.

He might've thought it was better to stick around and not say anything because he didn't want to hurt you, but this.. This was far worse than just telling you upfront how he felt.

***Later that evening***

"I'd say just give him some time to think things over Y/N, honestly I think this argument between the two of you was a good thing all things considered."

"I don't mean to sound like I've lost all hope for our relationship Kiri, but like I said before, an entire year without him even so much as glancing in my direction just makes me think he doesn't love me anymore." You sighed, staring blankly at your black phone screen.

You'd left the house in such a hurry that you hadn't realized you had no destination, so here you were now, spending the night with Kirishima and Bakugou who were supposed to be strategizing for a big mission they had coming up.

"Quit your bitching about the damn nerd already, it's starting to piss me off! Why are you even here pestering us about your stupid relationship anyway?!"

Kiri let out a dramatic sigh and mouthed for you not to listen to the raging blond in the next room over.

"He's a little on edge right now, always gets like this when we have an important mission coming up, just don't pay any mind to him alright?" He tried reassuring you, patting your back lightly.

But.. Honestly, Bakugou was right.

You shouldn't of been here, you knew the two of them were also busy, but still asked to come spend the night because of your own selfishness.

No matter where you went lately, you felt like an intruder, like all you were doing was getting in the way of people that had more important things to do than sit around listening to your relationship problems.

"Y/N..?"

Kiri's soft, worried tone snapped you out of your thoughts, only for you to realize that your body was beginning to tremble, and silent tears were now dripping onto your blank phone screen carelessly.

"I.. Love him.." You muttered out hopelessly, setting your phone down and bringing your hands close to your face.

"Even now.. As angry as I am, I still love him.. I want.." You paused, sniffling quietly as you tried to hold back the waterworks.

Bakugou had since poked his head into the doorway of the living room, a somewhat blank expression on his face as he silently listened to your struggles.

Kirishima desperately wanted to help you, but when Bakugou had shook his head no, he stayed put, red irises staring at your breaking exterior.

"..I so desperately want things to get better.. I really do, when I got with him.. I told my mom and dad that he was the one I wanted to marry someday.. To have a family with, grow old with.. But now.."

That was it, the last piece of your wall had finally shattered..

A broken sob emitted from your trembling form as you tried your best to continue.

"Now it seems like everything is being torn away from me, I don't know what to do, I feel so lost!"

"I want to go home, I want to go home to him because he makes me feel safe, before any of this happened he'd been the first person to make me feel safe, the first person to make me forget all the bad things and replace them with good.. I just.. He is my home and without him, I'm just lost, alone, and so scared!" The sobbing had become more violent, your voice growing hoarse as you continued to shout.

No more words came out of your mouth, if they did, they were a slew of babbled incoherent words that no one else listening could understand.

When was the last time you broke down like this..?

Matter of fact, when was the last time you broke down over loving someone..

The air was being sucked out of your lungs with every exasperated inhale you made, and it wasn't until Kirishima had his arms wrapped around you, that you realized you were trying to push him away.

"Get off of me!" You shouted in a fit of rage.

Kiri didn't let go, if anything he held onto you tighter, glancing at Bakugou with worried eyes as they both watched you thrash and jolt to get out of the crimson haired man's arms.

"I'm not letting you go until you calm down Y/N, please stop thrashing like this, I don't want to have to activate my quirk.." He muttered quietly, barely audible to your ears.

The thrashing stopped when you heard a familiar voice from where Bakugou was standing.

Whipping your head towards his direction, you noticed Bakugou had his phone in his hand, with Izuku's caller ID on the screen, the call had been going on since the beginning of your outburst.

"When did you have the time to pull your phone out dude?" Kiri asked from behind you, still hugging you, but not as tightly as before.

"Tch. It's none of your damn business shitty hair, just shut up and listen. Now that she's finally calmed down, I think it's time the two of them figure their shit out here and now. I'm not doing this back and forth bullshit." The angry blond mumbled, closing his eyes.

The room was silent for a moment, an unbearable, thick silence that twisted your gut into knots.

"Y/N, are you listening..?"

A nauseating feeling washed over you upon hearing what you had now considered to be, your ex boyfriends soft tone of voice.

Just the way he called your name.. It was the same way as when the two of you got together, and it pained you.

"Answer him ya crybaby! We aren't gonna sit around all night!"

"Hey man, give her some time to process, you of all people should know how meltdowns work." Kiri patronized, finally letting go of you.

The blond rolled his eyes and let out a deep, frustrated sigh, before shooting a threatening glance in your direction.

"I'm listening.." You almost whispered, thinking Izuku hadn't heard you.

"Did you mean it?"

What did he mean by that?

You got so worked up you said things you never would've said if you had been in a better state of mind. Sometimes it was things you'd regret, or things you'd find too embarrassing to admit out loud.

Finally it clicked in your head.

He was talking about what you'd said earlier in regards to your feelings for him.

But you wanted to play stupid, just to hear him repeat what you said.

"What do you mean by that.."

Bakugou looked as if he wanted to intervene and call you out on your blatantly obvious bullshit, but instead, he sighed again and rubbed his temple in agitation.

"Did you mean it when you said you wanted to marry me, have a family, and grow old together..? Did you mean it when you said I was your home.. Your safe place..?" His tone had shifted dramatically, now it sounded as if he were on the verge of crying.

You shot a questioning glance at Kiri, who had been silent throughout the entire conversation, silently pleading with your eyes on what you should say.

It wasn't that you didn't mean every word you said, you just didn't want to give the freckled man even more of a reason to dislike you, if he didn't already..

"Tell him how you really feel Y/N. Things will work out more smoothly if you're open and honest with your feelings. If the two of you are going to be in a relationship, that's one thing you have to understand. Communication is very important, and that goes for you too Midoriya." The last part was a little louder so the man on the other side of the phone could hear him loud and clear.

Looking away from Kiri, you took a deep breath, telling yourself that everything would be okay, even if things went horribly wrong.

"I meant every word Zuku. You of all people should know that I don't lie or mess around when it comes to someone else's feelings."

The trembling in your body finally died down, patiently awaiting the man’s response from the other end of the call.

Although you were still nervous of what might happen..

Right now, there were two options.

One: Things could go terribly wrong and you’ll end up single, and going back to your old job as a waitress for some shitty restaurant downtown, or..

Two: He’d accept your feelings and everything would be fine, normal.. Well at least what you described as "normal".

Kirishima had nudged you a little with his elbow, stealing your attention from the phone call temporarily.

"I'm proud of you for telling him how you really feel, good job Y/N." His shark tooth smile lit up your entire world.

You didn't have many friends. But you were grateful for the ones you did have, after all, you probably wouldn't of been able to speak your mind if it weren't for these two.

"Thanks man.. I really wouldn't of been able to do this if it weren't for you and angry pom-pom over there."

"EXCUSE ME?! WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" The angry blond in question snarled, gripping his phone so tight his knuckles turned white.

"Kacchan, calm down please.. I have to say something to Y/N." Bakugou sighed in annoyance, muttering some smart words under his breath about the greenette on the other end, making a quiet giggle escape past your lips.

"Y/N, if you don't mind.. I'd like for you to come home so we can continue this conversation in a more.. Private setting, I really don't want Kacchan and Kirishma butting into our private life.." Izuku's voice was shaky and uncertain, he was still getting used to sticking up for himself.

Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck before placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, a reassuring smile doting his lips as he nodded his head in agreement.

"Go home and talk it out, just remember to keep your cool and be honest, don't hold back, but don't be a jerk about it." The last bit was rushed, as if he'd thought you wouldn't be civil about it.

In all honesty you didn't blame him for thinking that, considering you did blow up on your greenette boyfriend before he could even get a word in earlier in the day.

The two of you exchanged quick hugs.

It kinda sucked that you weren't very used to friendly interactions with people, it had been awhile since you'd gotten a hug from anyone really, so the warm tight embrace from the manly man really made you feel better than before.

As you gathered your things and headed towards the door, you paused, turning around to give the slightly ticked off blond a soft smile.

"Thank you Katsuki."

"Tch. I didn't do anything ya damn crybaby." He retorted, shoving his phone back into his pocket.

"You did though. You helped me, both of you did, and for that I am forever grateful.." You opened the door, stepping outside into the cool midnight breeze, inhaling the crisp scent of the autumn wind.

"I couldn't of asked for better friends.. If you ever need anything, please don't hesitate to just show up or text me, you're always welcome wherever I am."

*Back at Home*

You hadn't been nervous the entire time you were on your way back home, but now.. As you stood at the door of the place you'd believed not even 2 hours ago was no longer your home, it was like something in your gut was tossing and turning like an uncalm sea.

The doorknob was mere inches away from your hand, yet you couldn't muster up the strength to actually touch it. You were frozen in time to say the least.

What if things don't go well..

What if everything goes wrong..

I'll have nowhere to go, I won't know what to do..

Why am I so nervous???

You thought to yourself, trying to gather up enough courage to turn the doorknob.

Taking a deep breath in, you closed your eyes and reached for the doorknob, then exhaled quickly, but before you could turn the knob, the door opened.

"Y/N?" Hearing his voice so close to yours just made you want to break down in his arms.. He sounded so worried and broken.

Opening your eyes again, you were shocked at what was before you.

He was crying..

Although the tears fell silently, although he wiped his eyes to discard the evidence of his hurt, you stood still in the doorway in shock.

"Y/N I.." He fell to his knees and covered his freckled face with the palms of his hands, a quiet sniffle protruding from his mouth. "Please don't go.." He sobbed.

The hands once covering his face, were now snaking through his hair, grabbing hold to tiny unkempt tufts.

You were at a complete loss for words. Despite all the confidence you left Kiri's place with, you really couldn't find the right thing to say to the unwinding man in front of you.

Even though you couldn't speak, you acted, reaching your hands out to cup the sides of his face softly, but when his crying didn't cease, you knelt down low beside him and told him to open his eyes.

With a little hesitation, the freckled hero opened his eyes which were puffy and red from all the crying he'd been doing, emerald irises staring into your loving E/C ones.

You took this moment to really admire every freckle that dotted your lovers face like constellations, each one having a different beauty to it than the next. You thought back to when you used to trace invisible lines on his back to see which constellations you could scrounge up.

He thought you were silly for doing such a thing, but nevertheless, he'd stay firmly planted on his tummy, allowing you to lightly trace his back.

His bright shining emerald irises also held a special place in your heart. You couldn't count the many times you'd gotten lost in them while doing something important.

And his lips... He had a scar over his upper lip, which he'd had since you'd met him. He told you he'd gotten it fighting Shigaraki a long time ago, same with other scars that littered his tan skin everywhere you looked.

Without much thought, you lightly traced your thumb over the scar, watching as his lips slightly parted upon feeling the gentle touch.

"I always worry about you.. These scars are a constant reminder to me that I'll wake up one day and you won't be here.." You muttered, hoping he hadn't heard you.

A calloused hand touched the side of your face, before a gentle thumb slid beneath your eye. It was at this moment that you realized you were crying again.

"You never check in with me anymore.. I spent so many nights wondering if you were going to come home or if that front door would never open.. I'm scared to lose you Zuku.." You shamelessly admitted, leaning your forehead on his own.

Thinking back to what Kiri had advised you to do before you left, you opened your mouth to continue to express how you felt, but before a word came out of your mouth, you were stopped by a gentle kiss to the cheek.

Sure you'd received plenty of cheek kisses from him in the past, but it'd been an entire year since you'd last had one, that the action felt almost foreign to you.

"I love you Y/N, I really really do. I know I haven't been treating you right for a long time and I have no one else to blame but myself for that.. You've constantly gone out of your way to make things better for me, and despite how I have been treating you, you've stayed.. You've tried to help me, you haven't given up on me.." His head lowered after realizing what he'd said.

Although he didn't say it outloud, you could tell he felt extremely guilty about the past year, his eyes told on him.

"I've treated you so horribly Y/N, so the real question is.. Why have you continued to support me and stay by my side despite everything..? Why do you continue to feel love towards me when I haven't even shown an ounce to you for an entire year..?"

The pain in his voice broke your heart. You hadn't heard him sound this upset for a long time.

But..

He had a good question..

"Come on Zuku, the answer to that question is so blatantly obvious.."

Nuzzling a hand underneath his chin, you lifted it up so he was looking directly at you once again.

"I want an honest answer Y/N, I-" He paused and averted his gaze momentarily, as if he were struggling to figure out what to say next, before finally gazing in your direction once again. "I-I want to hear you say it!" He shouted, clearly embarrassed that he was practically demanding you tell him what he wanted to hear.

You couldn't help but smile gently at your shy, dorky boyfriend, letting go of his chin to pinch the bridge of his nose lightly.

"I'm proud of you for telling me what you want instead of staying silent. I'd rather you tell me these things instead of wallowing in misery y'know." You joked, ruffling his hair a bit.

It was at this moment that the two of you had grown silent, eyes gazing into one another's as if they were endless oceans under the starry night sky.

But just as quickly as the silence came, it went..

"It's because I love you Izuku. I knew for a long time that I loved you, even before you asked me out. Back when we were still best buds in college.. Which might sound weird coming out now, but it's the truth-" The lovesick look in his eyes made you feel warm and light as you tried your best to continue pouring your heart out to him. If you were being honest, instead of talking, you just wanted to kiss him..

But Kiri was right about communication being important in a relationship, so you fought the urge and let out a content sigh.

"You're my home, my happiness, you made me feel loved when no one else did, and for that, I will always love you. You and I both know how it feels to be alone and scared, and as much as I know you probably deserved my leave, I stayed.. Because I couldn't allow myself to make you go through that again.. I know hero work can be time consuming and dangerous, I know it's even more difficult for you because you're number one, and I can never hold your own duties against you-" You leaned forward a bit, touching your forehead to his once again and closing your eyes peacefully.

"You're a hero to the world, and a hero to me Zuku. You're smart, stubborn, kindhearted, and dorky, but you'll always be mine as long as you'll allow it.."

The amount of love you had for this man was absolutely ridiculous. A long history of bad relationships and friendships made you think that there was simply no one out there for you, losing all the hope you had left in your heart and soul.

Once you'd actively stopped seeking out companionship, regardless of relationship or friendship matters, that's when the greenette stumbled into your life and changed everything.

Really..

You hadn't expected to fall for him so quickly and easily. The invisible wall you'd built to prevent people from coming and going into your life as they pleased, had been knocked down the moment you realized you were in love.

"This might sound crazy, but I remember the exact moment I realized I wanted you to be my forever person.." The words came out of your mouth so naturally, like the confidence you'd had before was resurfacing.

Izuku leaned his head even closer to your own, looking deep into your eyes as if to urge you to continue.

"I was really sick. Like.. Stomach flu sick.. I didn't attend classes for an entire week because I was too busy puking my guts out. Of course wonderboy over here was worried sick about me within the first few minutes of me not being in class as per usual."

"Wonderboy? Since when do you call me that?" Izuku teased, running a hand through your hair gently.

"I've always called you that, just not outloud.. I was too embarrassed.." You admitted, a light chuckle following suit.

For a moment you hesitated to finish sharing your memory, believing that it was too cheesy and stupid, but when Izuku pleaded with his eyes for you to continue, you swallowed your embarrassment and carried on.

"When you randomly showed up at my apartment, I was surprised to say the least.. Not to mention embarrassed as hell because I looked like absolute garbage, and felt like it too."

The playful glare your boyfriend gave you after saying this was almost enough to make you laugh, but you resisted the urge.

*Flashback *

"Izuku?"

"Y/N! I was so worried about you! You weren't answering any of my texts or calls, you didn't show up to class at all, I thought something bad happened to you!" Izuku shouted, concern and worry shrouding his eyes.

A frustrated sigh left your lips, as you rolled your eyes dramatically. "I'm sick Midoriya, I was either sleeping or becoming best buds with the toilet bowl for the past two hours, I promise there's nothing for you to worry about, I'll get better soon." As you were beginning to close the door in his face, he wedged his foot in between the door, preventing you from returning to your comfortable bed.

"Y/N, I'm still worried about you, you know how many people die from being sick a year? The stomach flu no less? 34,157 people."

That seemed to get you to open the door.

"Yeah and? I've been sick like this before, I'll be fine Midoriya, now please go back to class, I really don't want you to get into any trouble, nor do I want to get you sick." You could feel your stomach begin to grow uneasy again, so you were trying to get him to leave quickly, but no matter how hard you tried to convince him that you'd be fine, he wouldn't budge.

Once your stomach had gotten worse, you finally decided to let him in, before speeding to the bathroom, only to regurgitate violently.

You hadn't had time to lock the bathroom door, let alone shut it, so when the first wave washed over, you were met face to face with the greenette, who looked more worried than anything.

"How many times have you done this today?" He quipped, leaning against the doorframe nonchalantly.

"Why does it matter?" Your head lurched forward again for what seemed to be the 5th time that day, groaning once you'd finished the second wave.

A sigh left the man's mouth as he walked over to you, grabbing your hair and putting it into a ponytail with the hair tie he had on his wrist.

"You're stubborn when you're sick." Was all he said as he gently rubbed your back in small circles to try and help you feel better.

You attempted to laugh, but coughed, a gravelly sigh leaving you instead. "Look, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself Midoriya, I'm not being stubborn, I'm just telling you that I don't need your help."

After your stomach had finally emptied out all of its contents, Midoriya instructed you to take a cold shower, to which you reluctantly listened.

He'd disappeared after grabbing you a clean towel and a fresh set of pajamas, leaving you to your shower.

Cleaning yourself off, and letting the cool water roll down your overheated face, thoughts began to swirl around in your head.

Wondering why Izuku of all people would rather be here taking care of you and making sure you were okay, instead of attending class.

Wondering why he sounded so worried and concerned about your health, despite only being friends with you for a few months.

Everything going on right now was confusing you. Maybe it was because you were sick, but you had the feeling it was genuine confusion. You weren't used to people caring about you the way he did.

After your shower, you'd gotten dressed and brushed your teeth, trying to get rid of the nasty taste in your mouth, before making your way back into your living room.

"You feeling any better?"

Ignoring his question, you plopped down onto the couch, grabbing the remote to turn the TV on.

"Y/N I asked-"

"Why are you doing this for me?" You cut in before he could finish.

The silence that filled the room after that, was so thick, not even the usual hustle and bustle of the cars outside of your apartment complex could be heard.

Maybe you shouldn't of come off as ungrateful, that's not how you wanted it to go at all.. You chalked it all up to being confused.

"Why even ask something like that." It came off as more of a statement than a question, his tone had completely changed.

"Because I genuinely want to know why you even care about me. We've only been friends for a few months Midoriya, out of everyone you could've picked to be your friend, you decided to pick me, the one who no one wants to be friends with, let alone associate with because of the rumors being spread about me. So let me ask you again-"

You looked up at him, finally meeting his stern emerald irises.

"Why are you doing this for me, Izuku Midoriya."

For a moment his mouth opened and closed rhythmically, as if he were trying to find the right words to say.

When he lifted his gaze to you once again, his eyes held a fondness you'd seen before.

The same kind of fondness they held when he talked about how cool all of his peers quirks were.

The same fondness they held when he reminisced about his days at UA high.

The fondness you'd realized weaved it's way around your broken heart and helped to slowly heal it with tender love and care.

"Ever since I was young, I wanted to grow up to be just like AllMight. I wanted to save people, become a hero, and do it all with a smile-" He paused and glanced at the scars that littered his open palms, before curling them up into a fist and smiling.

"I don't care who someone is, or what kind of danger they're in, I'm going to attain my dream of becoming a hero by saving everyone that needs it. Since you're my friend Y/N, I value you. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you even when you thought you didn't need it."

"So let me take care of you and help you feel better.. Please.. Will you allow me to take another step towards my dream by helping you recover?"

This was the very moment you realized you'd fallen again, even after telling yourself you weren't going to for a long time.

And it wasn't his want to help you recover, no..

His determination, his willpower, the eagerness to attain his dreams was what made you fall, wanting to help you recover was just the cherry on top.

~End Flashback~

"From that moment on, I knew I'd fallen in love with you. The fire in your eyes as you spoke about your hopes and dreams, drew me in. Everything about you from then on just made me smile and realize that I was so lucky to have you by my side." You stared up at the night sky, the fond smile on your face growing as you went on.

"You helped me realize a lot of things about myself, the world, others, and your determination inspired me to find my own. Like I said before Izuku, you're a hero to the world, but a hero to me as well, and for that, I can't even begin to tell you how grateful I am."

Turning around to face him once again, you were immediately pulled forward, right cheek flush against his chest as he held the back of your head tenderly.

"Thank you.." Was all you heard from above you, cheek still pressed firmly against his chest.

You wanted to ask him 'What for?' But it seemed he'd anticipated your question, answering without you muttering a single word.

"For loving me, supporting me, sticking with me through everything, despite everything you have been there to cheer me on.. I thought for sure.. Tonight would be the night I lost you forever.. I was scared.. I hurt you and I want to make it up to you in any way I can.." He tilted your chin so you were looking up at him now, the moonlight reflecting off of your watering eyes as the two of you stared lovingly at one another for what seemed like eons.

There was no thought that popped into your head, no hesitant feeling as you felt your body move on its own, leaning up to kiss the man in front of you. The one you called home, the one you called yours...

When your lips finally collided with one another, that same electric spark you felt when kissing him for the first time, hit your body at full force, and the only thing you cared about in this moment, was him, the way he tasted, the way he felt, the way he so lovingly kissed you back with more passion and love than you'd ever experienced before.

His lips were so soft, almost like fluffy pillows against your own.

He tasted like mint, which made you lean in even more.

You missed this..

You missed him..

The tenderness of the kiss soon disappated, his soft plush lips leaving your own to trail light feathery kisses from your chin, all the way down to the soft supple flesh of your neck.

"I love you.. So so much Izuku.." You whispered, leaning your head back so he could continue showering you in soft kisses.

You were crying again, but this time.. It was from joy.. The simple joy of being so close to the man you loved, feeling his tender kisses against your warm skin, his messy green tufts tickling your nose just a little.

"I love you too Y/N.. I always have and always will.." He muttered against your neck, before refocusing on showering you in kisses.

An intimate, vulnerable moment like this, one you haven't shared with him in awhile, was enough for you.

It was then you realized..

You were finally back home.

#anime #mha #bnha deku #izuku mydoria #mha fluff #izuku x reader #izuku x reader fluff #izuku fluff #izuku angst #izuku midoriya #pro hero au #pro hero deku

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brights-place · 1 year

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Miyagi Boys and there music Taste

Karasuno

Hinata - A Mix of Pop music and Indi Rock

Kageyama - Classical. I feel like he'd like classical music and listen to it frequently but I bet you he listen's to Mitsiki and Marina secretly while crying.

Sugawara - I feel like he'd like hip hop and Techno I feel like he would unexpectedly listen to the songs with a couple (ALOT) of curse words in them. If someone points it out, he'd just smile and nod.

Asahi - Pop just like Hinata but he would also vibe to lofi music. Seems like a guy that would listen rio romeo with Kiyoko and talk about her songs

Daichi - Seem's like someone who's into jazz (Extra headcannon he was a band kid in middle school)

Tanaka - I have no clue why I think of this but I think he'd listen to Intros and endings from romance dramas while daydreaming about dating Kiyoko and crying with scenarios he created in his head. Kiyoko - There’s not one type of genre she would listen to it all and would be open to her choices would Listen to Rio Romeo and Ado Yachi - Defiantly listens to Indi Pop and Indi Rock, if someone would ask her who are here top artists on her playlist Rio Romeo, Marina, Melanie Martinez and Mitsiki will be the top.

Nishinoya - I think he'd like EDM. Or just party music he would vibe to it and sing along. A side headcannon he remembers Eminems Song word for word escpeially rap god so he will flex on it and Tanaka would cheer him on.

Tsukki - Rap He seems like the guy who would enjoy twenty one Pilots and Artic Monkeys

Yamaguchi - Lofi Hip hop but I also get a vibe that secretly he wouldn't mind listening to Metal Just My opinion though.

Aoba Johsai

Oikawa - Indie Pop/R&B he 100% listens to Marina and The diamonds. K-Pop and J-POP lover with tendou they both secretly bond over it and talk about it in there own GC.

Iwaizumi - Hip hop/Electropop Mattsun - Hip-Hop And Rap. Mattsun and Makki both vibe to the same genre of course. Hanamakki - Hip-Hop and ALSO Rap Mattsun and Makki both vibe to the same genre chaos. Yahaba - Synth-Pop Watari - He listens to Pop Rock and Funk Kiyotani - Heavy Metal and Punk is what I would say if he would listen too though he actually listens to Indie Music and Soft Lofi but if somebody catches him he would give them a glare and they would walk away so fast. Kindaichi - Techno and Pop Rock he seems like he would be into that Kunimi - Listens to Rock and Metal secretly along with sometimes Pop. I head cannon he might secretly be a metal head but he doesn't mind to listening to other genres at all.

Shiratorizawa

Ushiwaka - I feel like he'd be the educational podcast and Classical music kind of guy

Tendou - Anime OSTs but also would listen to Punk Music. Sometimes he likes to look out the window and listen to cavetown and Lana Del Rey. K-Pop and J-pop lover fan boys with Oikawa HE DEF tried to get Ushijima and Goshiki to like K-pop and J-pop Semi - HE'S A MUSICIAN WE ALL KNOW SINCE IT'S CANNON! He listens to all genre's of music so he can be inspired out of boredom. Reon - Vibes to Classical music and Pop Shirabu - Secretly listens too Techno and Indie-Rock Kawanishi - Vibes to Funk and sometimes listens to Indie-Rock Akakura - Not Very popular opinion but think he would listen to Indie music Yamagata - Studies and listens to Rock Sagae - Quietly listens to Soft lofi while practicing and studying but when he feels hyper he listens to Pop Goshiki - Not a genre, but I think he'd listen to a playlist full of inspiring songs that make him feel like he's the best and get hyped but now I'm thinking he might be into Disco.

#headcannons #Haikyuu #HaikyuuCharacters #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fluff #kageyama tobio #Haikyuu Music Taste #Music #Music Taste

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seungxstar · 8 months

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para about my thoughts regarding the nim situation under the cut, bare with me.

once again, another well known bada writer deactivates after getting exposed for being a minor. thank you Eli, (@badasgirlfriend), for bringing this to light.

"coming onto tumblr as a minor is not a crime. it starts to become an issue when you flirt with adults who are multiple years older than you and are under the impression that you are also an adult. not only are you lying to their face, but you are violating their trust, and ultimately leaving them with a feeling of guilt, disgust, and self-hatred. what you do is harmful, end of discussion." — from melody, @allur1ngs.

adding on to melody's paragraph, i feel so so sick and disgusted from what has happened, this is definitely not okay and i do not condone it. what nim did was unacceptable. ignoring her smut writings and requests left and right, she was also publicly as well as privately flirting with people over 18, legal adults. i myself have been interacting with her for a bit, hence why I'm writing this at the moment.

though it's been a few hours since this whole thing unfolded, i still find myself in disbelief.

Nim, i don't even care if you're seeing this. but how could you do this to us? especially with your hate blog. we were all defending you and trying to protect you, only for it to turn out to be nothing more than a hoax? do you know how many people's trusts have been broken? we were all worried for you, only for you to be nothing more than a liar. i was thought that the blog sending my mutuals and I hate might be the same as yours. but now i know, whoever that hated on us was different. they were actual haters. yours was just a spare blog and an idea in your head that you thought would be funny. i hope you know the extent of what you've done, not to mention the smut reading and writing, the mountain of lies you said to cover one after another, being over 18 here while being an 08 there, how do you juggle with all your lies, I'm curious. intrigued, even.

"it was nice while it lasted"

i hope you had fun then.

on my own note, i am currently on a posting hiatus still as i am currently overseas, and i might extend my hiatus because this whole 'saga' has really brought me down way more than i thought it would. my writings will still come by, but on a later date. thank you for the sweet asks as well as care and concern for me, i appreciate it a lot. i also got quite a bit of asks regarding nim, and the best I'll do, no promises, is to answer a few asks that are genuine questions, but other than that, please do not send me or anyone else really asks about nim anymore.

also, learn your lesson nim.

#seungxstar

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littlemissbumblebee · 6 months

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The Fernweh Saga by @lacunafiction

Name: Phoebe “Bee” Silver (she/her)

Personality: Snarky - Cautious - Friendly - Pessimistic - Merciful - Shy

Traits: Heart – Cooperative - Resistant - Skeptic

Past Affinity: Music: Guitar

Primary Ability: Empathetic Impressions

Job (if asked): Barista

Past Susceptibility: Forward.

Social Dynamics (as of Book 1):

Becca Warrick:

The moment Phoebe told Becca about the letter, she immediately began to organise work leave so she could accompany her to Fernweh and show support. She would make sure her closest friend was cared for, no matter what.

Phoebe hates having to be back in Fernweh, and more or less clings to Becca at every single given opportunity. She is her lifeline, her reminder that outside of this Gods forsaken town, there is a life she built herself that she will return to, and everything will be OK.

Phoebe and Becca have been close friends since the year Phoebe was sent away from Fernweh by her grandfather. Becca found Phoebe crying alone on Father's Day, and took it upon herself to befriend her, starting up a conversation about bees – the subject of her photography at the time. In the following years, the two would joke about that meeting, and began calling one another “Bee”.

While Phoebe has dated other women in the years since they first met, Becca has always been the constant person in her life through every high and low. Through her time at Fernweh, Phoebe slowly realised why her past relationships never worked out: She was in love with Becca, constantly comparing whoever she was with with her. She always had been, she just had never realised.

Phoebe feels absolutely, horrifically wretched for Becca being trapped in Fernweh with her, and entirely responsible for it. Every morning she wakes up to see Becca’s spot at the table empty, knowing its because she’s out walking the boundary, trying to find a way out, twists the knife. She’s worried her best friend, the woman she loves, might regret her. Regret ever coming. Maybe even hate her. She wouldn’t blame her, Phoebe’s own mind echoes those sentiments.

Sofia Dorran:

Phoebe never really knew much about Sofia, save for the facts that she was lovely, her mother was really nice, she read a lot, and she was her neighbour when she was little. While Mrs Dorran always doted on the young Phoebe, her daughter tended to prefer to read quietly, and Phoebe was entirely too shy to initiate any kind of proper interaction.

Since returning to Fernweh, and spending her time living in the B&B, Phoebe and Sofia have been getting along a bit better, with Phoebe having grown to be a little more assertive, and Sofia appreciating the genuine care Phoebe shows those around her – especially her mother.

This new closeness is nice – Phoebe may be a friendly gal, but she’s not very good at actually making new friends. Sofia is a lovely person, and even respects Phoebe’s wishes when she is asked not to refer to her as Bee (its just a her and Becca thing), something that skyrocketed Phoebe’s opinion of her.

Reese Verner:

This is a... complicated one. Reese has always been particularly hard for Phoebe to read. She could never be truly sure if he was her friend, her rival, or something in between. She certainly never liked his mother. Because of this, Phoebe treats most interactions with Reese tentatively, like someone approaching a scary looking dog.

More than once, her mother had suggested that maybe the reason Reese was so competitive and vaguely annoying with her, refusing to call her by her first name, was because he had a crush on her. Phoebe hates that idea, and not just because she’s a lesbian. She can’t stand the idea of being a part of that family, or having such a frustrating partner.

That said, Phoebe is a forgiving and friendly person, and it has been a long time since she was last in Fernweh. And, even if she was never sure if he was ever truly her friend, she does have good memories of the Verner heir, and is making a (very cautious) effort to try to befriend him. It’s not gone horribly, but it definitely needs some work.

James Corvin:

If Becca is Phoebe's anchor now, James certainly was when she lived here. He was her best friend, and Phoebe used to find herself at the Corvin farm, laughing and playing pretend with him and his sister Alina more or less every afternoon. She still wears the necklace he got her when they were little – a little sword that slots in behind the matching shield James wears on his necklace.

There’s a lot of reasons for Phoebe to hate Fernweh, to want to forget it ever existed. James Corvin is not one of them. Learning he had written her letters and they had never been delivered to her had been devastating, especially because she had assumed he hated her for leaving given the supposed lack of contact. If there’s a good thing about returning to Fernweh, its being able to see the Corvins again. She loves them both like family, and has gone out of her way to properly reconnect since she returned.

The Waitress:

Mal. Oh boy. Whatever magic is in that woman’s eyes that can cause Phoebe to freeze like someone pressed pause on her should be studied and weaponised because it’s potent.

She’s stunning, of course, but that’s actually not what’s gotten Phoebe so spellbound. It’s the mystery of her, the deep darkness of her eyes, the true care she shows for almost everyone she interacts with. How does she know her favourite food? How is she showing up in her dreams? How can someone so stunning and spellbinding have never stood out before now? Why does it feel like she can look right through every wall and mask she has and see the raw vulnerability inside?

In any other circumstance, any other, she wouldn’t feel so horrid for being so spellbound and smitten by the Waitress, but now she’s realised how in love with Becca she is, Phoebe is having a bit of a crisis. Becca isn’t poly like her, at least, she doesn’t think she is, and she would rather cut off her own leg than hurt her Honey Bee. But nonetheless, whenever Mal is in the room and fixes her with that look, it’s all Phoebe can do to not melt into a tiny gay puddle.

A bit about Phoebe:

Being “kicked out” (as she thinks of it) of Fernweh and more or less thrust into the foster system almost immediately after she lost her parents in a fire when she was still basically a kid really did a number on Phoebe. She has major abandonment issues, and is very slow to trust, despite being outwardly very friendly.

To her mind, she lost her parents, and all of a sudden absolutely nobody she cared about wanted her around anymore. Her Papa (grandfather) slowly cut himself off, and she never once got a single letter from a friend, or literally anyone from Fermweh until her Papa passed away. She might be friendly and forgiving, but that’s because she wishes the world had been more friendly and forgiving to her. She truly thinks her grandfather stopped loving her, and blames herself for it. She believes nobody could truly love her just for being her - the fact that Becca has seen her at more or less her worst and still stays around is baffling to her.

Because of all this, Becca being there for her for all these years, through breakups and breakdowns, and even coming with her to Fernweh has solidified her as a core pillar in Phoebe’s life. She’s shown time and time again that she will be there no matter what, which is something Phoebe feels she has never truly had before.

This doesn’t mean she doesn’t expect the worst the moment something she’s done causes Becca pain. The separation being trapped in Fernweh has caused feels like slowly drowning, and Phoebe is beyond worried that she’s ruined the most important relationship in her life.

She’s been through some doozies as far as relationships go, often falling for people that take advantage of her abandonment issues and clingy nature. As a result of the generally crappy experience her life has been, she tends to be sarcastic and make jokes out of everything – particularly at the worst time you could possibly make a joke.

She still plays her guitar, most often selecting songs based off of people she cares about. Given how distressingly short that list of people is, a very large number of these songs are romantic, cute or indie in nature. Her first instinct when she wants to show someone what they mean to her is to sing for them, and give them a personal trinket – though she is always surprised when people give her little trinkets, or do little performances for her. She does not value herself very highly at all.

Also, fun fact, Phoebe is trans! Something she figured out about a year before the fire. Since she didn’t have very long in Fernweh after coming out, Becca has been her primary support through the process (yet another reason why Phoebe thinks the entire world of her)

Last Thoughts/Ramble:

Golly I adore Fernweh. If you haven’t read it yet, I cannot stress enough how much you should. The first book is both on the Choice of Games website, and the Hosted Games app, and it’s written by the wonderfully talented and amazing Aelsa Trevelyan (who I definitely don’t have a massive crush on). Once you’re done reading and re-reading and re-reading it and are sufficiently obsessed, do yourself a favour and join her patreon. I guarantee you will not regret it.

Now, with that little plug out of the way, I wanted to gush a bit about this beautiful world and its amazing characters. The sheer page-turning grip the Fernweh Saga has on me is palpable. I adore horror, and the eerie, subtle, almost psychological horror themes, paired with cryptids and supernatural abilities, and some truly spectacularly written romance, make this series absolutely incredible to me.

I’ve played/read a lot of interactive novels, but none of them have ever wormed their way so deeply into my mind as TFS. The town of Fernweh is so beautifully rich with lore and intrigue that I just need to know. The imagery Aelsa portrays with her words is equally wonderful.

But where this story really shines is the characters. All of them, not just the romance options. Every single one is so vibrant and rich, you truly do feel like they’re real people. I don’t blame Phoebe for falling in love with Becca, I think I might have as well. Every interaction feels appropriately weighted and realistic.

I adore this budding series with my entire heart (which the discord channel may be sick of, given how much I post fan art and fanfic 😅). The freedom to mould your character however you like, while also having a pre written origin story is so interesting, and makes me want to know more about the character I more or less created myself.

So yeah. Do yourself a favour. Read the Fernweh Saga. You will not regret it.

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A Little Advice

Authors Note: Sorry it's been so long since any new fanfics. School and work have been kicking my ass. More to come soon!! DMS and Requests always open :)

Summary : Agreeing to go to the new roller skating rink, Robin, Steve and Nancy can't take it anymore. After watching you flirt for months with Eddie, they attempt to take matters into their own hands and give you the "push" you needed.

Warnings: cursing, kissing, blood, female reader, mostly just a fluffly little blurb.

Word Count: 2.2k

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“Ugh. They’re so adorable I think I’m gonna vomit.” Robin says with a big slurp of her drink.

“Nope. That was a 5$ milkshake! Gimme that.” Steve urges, snatching the cup from her hands causing Robin to snort as he takes a sip.

“It’s frustrating to watch really.” Nancy chips in as the three of them watch you and Eddie rollerblading from their spot in the dining area. Everyone had excitedly agreed to come skating tonight at the new and brightly decorated rink, but the performance that was you and Eddie had quickly taken over the entertainment aspect of the night. Both of you had been more touchy than normal tonight and the shamelessly clueless flirting was getting hard to watch.

Steve scoffs and rolls his eyes as Eddie catches you from falling and embraces you tightly, a shit eating grin on his face.

“One of them just needs to make a move already. They’ve been like this for weeks!”

“More than that dude. They’ve always been like this, you were just too clueless to notice.” Robin says to Steve with a lazy point of the finger. Nancy nods with a sheepish smile. He responds with the raise of his brows and another eye roll before continuing.

“Okay. Sorry I wasn’t keeping a closer eye on Munson’s dating life…” he says throwing his hands defensively in the air. “They just need a little push. Something. Anything. Or I might blow chunks with Robin if I have to watch him grin like that again.”

Nancy giggles at this and takes the milkshake from him, sipping a few times before she grabs her small purple purse. She fishes out some cash and grins mischievously at the equally confused expressions from both Steve and Robin.

She taps her fingertips on the neon table and adds a quick “be right back!” before skating towards the DJ. Robin smirks at this and nods, catching onto Nancy’s plan long before Steve can connect the dots. The two of them watch as she hands the cash to the vibrantly dressed man behind the booth and nods enthusiastically at him.

Steve flicks his eyes towards the rink again, the dramatic saga that was you two’s feelings towards each other still in full swing as Eddie gives you a huge smile as you catch yourself from falling. He can’t help but feel a small smile tug on his lips. Two of his best friends were falling hard for each other but neither had a clue. The shared happiness you two had any time the other is present is adorable. He can admit that. Even if you were both idiots for not realizing it sooner.

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Nancy’s plan was a total epic failure. She had requested a popular and sappy love song to play. In high hopes that the music and the “couple’s only!” rule (hand holding not required but encouraged!) for the song would spark something between you two. Forever the hopeless romantic Nancy was.

Only problem though.

Nancy requested a Cyndi Lauper song and hoped Eddie the Freak Munson would enjoy it. Let alone seize some kind of moment with it. Absolutely not. Nancy realized this within seconds of sitting back down besides Steve.

“Oh…damn it.” She mumbles to herself quietly as Eddie dramatically pretends to puke once the song starts, earning a giggle from you.

Robin rolls her eyes to Nancy.

“You really thought this song would do it for 'em?”

“I like this song!”

“But this is is EDDIE!"

And speak of the devil, there you both were. Faces flushed red and small drops of sweat lining your foreheads, you both tiredly slumped down into the booth next to Robin. Practically squishing her into the wall.

"Ugh. They really need to do something about the music here. This is the third Lauper song they've played in like 5 minutes." Eddie says with an exhale. Steve and Robin both stifle a giggle as Nancy suddenly becomes very interested in the salt shaker and quietly agrees. Total failure.

"Not to mention the hand-holding rule! That sounds like a great way to end up with matching couple's bruises." You giggle and point to a younger teenager wiping out and taking his date to the ground with him. Eddie chuckles and starts playing with a soggy french fry drenched in ketchup. You notice a perk rise in Steve's face, who taps Eddie on the shoulder and gestures to the counter.

"Hey man, come with me to get some more food. Robin demolished those fries."

"As long as you're buying dude!" he responds cheerfully as they hop out of the booth.

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Before Eddie can even start browsing the menu for some food, Steve loudly claps him on the back. He pauses a moment before saying anything, which sends nervous summersaults deep into Eddie's already growling stomach.

"What are you doing man?"

"Um...Well Harrington, I am trying to decide on my dinner, as was the plan."

"What? Shit. No. I mean with Y/N."

This causes a warm tingle in Eddie's cheeks as he glances back at the table towards you, who is swinging a half eaten fry in front of Nancy trying to get her take a bite. You both laugh heartily and he feels his chest tighten familiarly. An involuntary feeling that he had grown accustomed to each time he saw you laugh.

"I mean...I don't know man. I've been telling you, she just doesn't see me like that." He glumly replies and nervously starts picking at his hair. A habit that always gave away when he was anxious. Steve sighs with another roll of the eyes.

"Have you asked her? We all see the way she looks at you Munson. Anyone with eyes can see that she has a crush on you." Steve replies, softening his approach a little once he sees Eddie nervous expression, a look that not a lot of people in Hawkins had seen him display, usually well hidden under his usual bravado.

"Look. Skate with her, be confident and just show her you care. She's already fallen for you, so now just don't fall on your ass. Quite literally." Steve finishes, but not before Eddie notices a longing glance Steve gives to Nancy. Their relationship was it's own after school special. Christ.

Eddie turns towards him and gives him a knowing and mischievous grin which results in a joking shove from Steve.

"I know I know. Shut up."

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Eddie and Steve finally return to the booth with a large cheap beer and the biggest chili cheese dog you've ever seen in your life. They also returned with a strange unspoken tension between the two of them and a few knowing glances at each other. It doesn't take you long to sense that their conversation was probably quite similar to the interrogation Robin and Nancy put on you as soon as they left. Everyone had been trying to set you and Eddie up and drop little hints every chance they got, and although you appreciated the efforts, it hurt more each time they were in vain. You had liked Eds since you were inducted into their small friend group and the crush was starting to wear down on your emotions.

Suddenly, She Blinded me with Science! starts blaring in the small skating rink and you were determined to have fun before you sank deep into the dark recesses of your mind about the whole situation. You abruptly stand up, gesturing your hand to Robin to join you on the rink.

"C'mon! I can promise you're not that bad at skating! I mean I saw a 5 year old fall two more times than you did!" You joke encouragingly and she scoffs but grabs your hand to join. You muster the best puppy-dog eyes you can possibly manage at the rest of the table and everyone starts to stand, besides Eddie. Who holds a finger up, takes 4 big swigs of the beer that only he was old enough to order, and slams the empty and foamy glass back on the table. Clapping his hands together, he follows the rest of you back onto the floor.

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“Eddie! Stop showing off!” Robin shouts at his back as he makes another quick lap around the rink, passing her and sticking out his tongue. Robin has her hands glued to the walls as she slowly tries inching her way along the path, similar to the pace of a drunken toddler. Which was probably the safest option as far as you were concerned. Robin plus wheels plus momentum only brought images of an emergency room to your mind. Eddie was the only one in the group that was great at roller skating. Bringing his own old and worn pair of blades he had gotten years ago from Wayne when he first moved in with him. As old as the skates were, he was had been showing off his moves and speed all night to the less athletically inclined. Including Robin and yourself.

“Heads up!” Eddie shouts from behind you with his fingers waving in front of his mischievously grinning face. He had been chasing you for the past two songs, jumping up from behind you and scaring the shit out of you each time he made a rotation. Grabbing your shoulders and giving you a quick shake and giggle each time. After busting your ass for the second time though because of it, you were determined to get him back. Time to take down the Dungeon Master, you think with a smirk. You try to build some momentum and push deeper with each glide to try and catch up with Eddie, but damn was he fast.

You pass Steve and give a point to Eddie's back, hinting at your plan and Steve smiles giving a thumbs up, with a slight wobble.

"Bleeeeeh!" Eddie yells with his tongue out from behind you as he swiftly skirts between you and Steve, nearly taking you both down in the process. He glances back at you, hair gracefully gliding past his shoulders and chuckles when he sees you try and regain your balance. You push off both feet and race to meet him before he can make another rotation. Your lungs and calves start to feel burn at the effort, but finally you are directly behind an unsuspecting Eddie. Before you can reach out and grab him, you left skate wobbles beneath you and your body slams hardly into his, taking you both to the ground.

The fall was quick, but you could feel Eddie wrap his arms around you bracing for impact but only seconds too late as your chin makes direct contact with the ground. Blood fills your mouth quickly as your tongue burns. You had slammed you jaw slammed shut directly over your tongue and your teeth were stronger than you anticipated.

"Oh shit! Y/N! Are you okay? You're bleeding!" He asks, scrambling closer to you. A bright red line of blood is pouring from his nose and dripping onto the wooden ground.

"Woah! Are you okay?! You are too!" You sputter out, tongue already throbbing. He reaches a ringed hand to his nose and chuckles when it comes back bloody.

"Well shit." He laughs, his breath hitting your face which flutters your stomach. "I'm okay, but what about you? Your teeth are all bloody."

"Just about bit my tongue off, but besides that I'm peachy keen!" A giggle comes out of your throat as he inches closer to you and places a hand on your cheek. You give him a huge smile, which he meets with his classic Eddie grin.

"Very exorcist with the bloody teeth Y/N." Eddie jokes and pauses for a moment, deep in thought and before you know it he presses a soft kiss on your mouth. Any air in the skating rink gets sucked out of the atmosphere in a millisecond. His soft lips were on yours and the kisses were deep. Longing. You push deeper into him and the music seems to fade out and the rink is suddenly empty. Just the two of you. You had been daydreaming about this for months and all of a sudden dreams became reality. You let out a small gasp and he quickly pulls away, eyes dark and concerned. You can't help but burst out laughing at the blood covering both of your faces and the fact that you were still sitting on the floor or the rink, getting curious looks from passing skaters. Any worry on his face quickly evaporates and he lets out a large laugh as he takes in the ridiculousness of it all. He lays down on the floor, still giggling as you try and get to your feet. Thinking about this moment for so long and you had finally kissed. Had you pictured that you both would be covered in blood and soon to be bruises? No. Was it in typical spontaneous Eddie fashion? Absolutely.

Steve glides past the two of you, beaming with pride and says, "Well Munson, I said not to fall on your ass, but it seems to have worked out."

"Last time I get girl advice from you Harrington." Eddie jokes, giving you a groundbreaking grin as he helps you regain balance in his arms.

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