#missing daisy's talent <3

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PLOT  DROP  THREE .    𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄  .

even  the  day  of  the  holy  matrimony  ,  proud  nobles  whisper  objections  against  the  foreign  bride  —  schemes  drawn  up  to  stop  the  wedding  ,  no  matter  the  consequences  .  these  rich  folk  believe  themself  to  be  above  the  gods  and  rival  machiavelli's  cunning  yet  they  underestimate  the  power  of  words  :  oh  how  fast  they  spread  through  the  lips  of  hard  working  servants  .

the  red  keep  was  empty  save  for  servants  preparing  the  feast  and  a  few  lingering  guests  ,  who  should  long  be  on  their  way  to  the  sept  of  baelor  .  the  perfect  moment  to  attack  :  quick  slash  to  the  throat  and  crimson  spills  on  the  white  wedding  gown  as  the  blade  kisses  the  soft  now  marred  skin  —  a  necessary  sacrifice  for  the  wellbeing  of  the  kingdom  .  no  wriggling  body  and  pleads  of  mercy  as  salted  tears  roll  .  loud  shrieks  of  terror  that  could  warn  guards  avoided  ,  no  desperate  prays  to  the  mother  to  save  them  :  only  silence  .  no  clemency  and  no  guilt  for  the  war  that  will  break  out  :  it  must  be  done  for  the  greater  good  .

only  things  never  go  as  planned  and  the  dark  -  haired  noble  struggles  .  small  figure  suffers  in  the  arms  of  their  captor  ,  sharpened  meteorite  dagger  cutting  throat  several  times  —  stinging  wound  but  never  the  final  slash  .  until  the  attacker  grows  tired  ,  blade  slashing  through  her  throat  and  the  touch  of  it  burned  them  alive  .  body  drops  face  down  on  the  ground  ,  crimson  pooling  everywhere  as  they  leave  the  room  dressed  as  a  servant  ,  like  no  massacre  just  took  place  .  she  bleeds  out  all  alone  while  her  loved  ones  are  celebrating  .  

                         but  at  least  jeyne  caron  died  as  she  lived  :  fighting  .

body  not  even  cold  when  the  bride  -  to  -  be  enters  the  room  with  her  guards  ,  in  search  of  the  missing  loved  one  so  they  can  leave  for  the  ceremony  .  piercing  wail  wakens  all  servants  as  sworn  shields  rush  out  to  pull  her  away  from  the  body  —  it  would  be  criminal  to  show  up  in  the  sept  with  crimson  staining  white  :  a  bad  omen  from  the  faith  of  the  seven  .

soldiers  are  told  to  ridden  of  the  deceased  noble  as  servants  must  clean  up  the  blood  -  soaked  stain  on  the  carpet  .  silence  was  imposed  or  else  tongues  would  be  removed  by  the  executioner  .

however  ,  words  spreak  rapidly  like  wildfire  and  the  ghost  of  jeyne  haunts  the  great  hall  during  the  festivities  .  pleasant  chatter  turns  into  horrendous  revelations  with  no  real  proof  :  where  is  jeyne  and  did  they  run  away  as  his  grace  king  lucerys  claims  ?

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Best News of Last Week - July 3, 2023

🐕 - This dog is 'disc'-overing hidden treasures! Get ready for the 'paws'-itively successful fundraiser, Daisy's Discs!

1. Most unionized US rail workers now have new sick leave

More than 60% of U.S. unionized railroad workers at major railroads are now covered by new sick leave agreements, a trade group said Monday.

Last year railroads came under fire for not agreeing to paid sick leave during labor negotiations.

2. Missing teen found after being lost in the wilderness for 50 hours

Esther Wang, 16, had been hiking with three other people through the Maple Ridge park on Tuesday.

The group made it to Steve’s lookout around 2:45 p.m. that day.However, when they headed back down to the campsite, after about 15 minutes of hiking, the group leader realized Wang was missing. They returned to the lookout to look for Wang but couldn’t find her. The leader headed to the trail entrance to notify a park ranger and police.

“Esther Wang has been located. She’s healthy, she is happy and she’s with family.”

3. A dog has retrieved 155 discs from woods. They’ll be on sale soon, with proceeds going to the park in West Virginia where they were found

Meet Daisy, the yellow Labrador retriever with a unique talent for finding lost Frisbee golf discs at Grand Vue Park in West Virginia. Four years ago, while on a walk with her owner Kelly Mason, Daisy discovered a disc in the woods and proudly brought it back. Since then, Daisy's obsession with finding stray discs has grown, and she has collected an impressive cache of 155 discs.

Mason and park officials have now come up with a plan to return the discs to their owners if they are labeled, and any unclaimed discs will be sold as a fundraiser to support the park's disc golf courses. Daisy's Discs is expected to be a success, with many excited about the possibility of recovering their lost discs thanks to Daisy's remarkable skills.

4. Australian earless dragon last seen in 1969 rediscovered in secret location

A tiny earless dragon feared to be extinct in the wild has been sighted for the first time in more than 50 years – at a location that is being kept secret to help preservation efforts.

The Victorian grassland earless dragon, Tympanocryptis pinguicolla, has now been rediscovered in the state, according to a joint statement issued by the Victorian and federal Labor governments on Sunday.

5. Detroit is going to power 100% of its municipal buildings with solar

All of Detroit’s municipal buildings are going to be powered by neighborhood solar as part of the city’s efforts to combat climate change – check out the city’s cool grassroots plan. Meet Detroit Rock Solar City.

The city has determined that it’s going to need around 250 acres of solar panels in order to achieve 100% solar power for its municipal buildings.

6. Canada Officially Bans Cosmetic Testing on Animals

The fight for cruelty-free beauty in Canada has seen a significant breakthrough as the Canadian government legislates a full ban on cosmetic animal testing and trade, marking a victory for Animal rights advocates and eco-conscious consumers.

This landmark decision is part of the Budget Implementation Act (Bill C-47), not only prohibiting cosmetic animal testing but also putting an end to the sale of cosmetics that use new animal testing data for safety substantiation.

7. Belize certified malaria-free by WHO

The World Health Organization (WHO) has certified Belize as malaria-free, following the country’s over 70 years of continued efforts to stamp out the disease.

“WHO congratulates the people and government of Belize and their network of global and local partners for this achievement”, said Dr Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus, WHO Director-General. “Belize is another example of how, with the right tools and the right approach, we can dream of a malaria-free future.”

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MODERN ATWOW BAND HEADCANONS !

✹ summary : in which i'm slowly crawling back to my avatar hyperfixation and i decided to make a band au!except I'm right (or not take this with a grain of salt hehe) and I frl can't see them playing any other roles

✹ author's note : let this not flop in eywa we pray 🙏 and yes, Daisy Jones and the Six is my favorite book, how did you guess?

✹ warnings : mentions of bleeding, scabs, swearing obv

It all started one balmy afternoon when Lo'ak and Spider were blowing off their biochemistry homework lying down on the floor staring at the cieling fan undeviatingly oscillate above them. Then, Lo'ak suddenly sits up from his spot causing Spider to look at him.

"What's up?" Asked Spider.

Lo'ak looks at him, a newfound determination in his wide eyes. "Dude, what if we start a band."

Spider frowns. "A band?"

"No, but hear me out for a second." says Lo'ak bristling in his spot as Spider sits up.

Although wary, Spider hums. "Alright."

"Think about it, school's almost over, we barely know anybody in this town, are we seriously gunna hangout in the beach all summer trying to make friends?"

Spider chuckles. "I think I'm missing the point where that's a bad idea."

"Spider, come on bro- look at us, we're losers alright? We're practically throwaway fish to the kids at school- but if we start a band, who knows how many people'll wanna be a part of it, we'll score a couple of life long friends AND it'll be our one solid excuse not to be at home" Lo'ak's riposte was proving to make sense, with a toothy smile to cap it off, but of course Spider- considering he was two years Lo'ak's senior had to pop his bubble with the pragmatic pin of reality.

"I don't know dude, it sounds kinda lame." Spider replies hesitantly, propping himself up by his elbows. "We've been trying to start a band since 7th grade, we always end up calling it quits on the 3rd week."

"This time it'll be different."

Spider scoffs. "Uh-huh? How "

Lo'ak nudges his right shoulder upwards. "We'll ask Neteyam to help."

Spider shoots him yet another look. "If he doesn't want to help?"

"We make do," Lo'ak shrugs. "What's wrong with a two man band?"

"Almost everything." Spider snorts.

★ lo'ak ──────── electric guitar

when they used to live back in high camp, he found an old silvertone in their attic that used to belong to jake during his marine days along with scores of 70's rock bands' songs on yellowing paper fraying at the edges and folds.

He spent 3 months learning a song with 4 chords by ear and performed it at the school talent show

When he got into 6th grade he did not only beg, for an electric guitar he GROVELED. He suddenly wanted to do all the chores in the house, he suddenly got C's instead of D's in tests, it was terrifying because who the hell WAS this and what did they do to the real Lo'ak???

Jake and Neytiri didn't give him one until he was 13. Jake just picked him up from school one day and all of a sudden just asked: you wanna get that electric guitar?

LO'AK WAS OVER THE GODDAMN MOON.

got a classic red stratocaster.

The first song he ever learned to play on the guitar was buddy holly by weezer...

Come on you guys what were you expecting

likes picking at his finger scabs and does it until neteyam or tsireya tells him off.

has multiple guitar picks but always uses this specific one he made into a necklace and wears it everywhere.

THEN PROCEEDS TO LOSE SAID GUITAR PICKS

tuk keeps hiding them around the house waiting for lo'ak to lose his mind.

he can play any song by ear, just watch.

plays around with riffs more often than not.

★ neteyam ──────── back up vocalist / lyricist

never even wanted to join the band but was bullied into joining (kiri joined when he said he wouldn't just to spite him)

has perfect pitch (are we surprised though)

YOU'D SNEEZE AND BITCH ASS CAN FIGURE OUT WHAT NOTE IT'S AT.

uses it to nitpick Lo'ak when he's straying from the original pitch.

lo'ak will then threaten to cave his face in with his capo.

his favorite artists are frank ocean and kendrick lamar.

no one in his entire school woulda guessed he could sing. Nobody.

was made to sing in family events... (iykyk)

loves musicals. his favorite's Hamilton...

Jake and Neytiri took him to see Hamilton once in New York when he was 11, he's never been the same since.

HAS MAJOR FUCKING STAGE FRIGHT I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH. HE WILL NOT GO ON STAGE UNTIL YOU SMACK HIM IN THE HEAD SO HARD HIS BRAIN RESETS AND SUDDENLY HAS THE BALLS TO FACE THE AUDIENCE.

Once he's out there though he totally changes, he gets more confident, when he's really feeling it then his braids start flying everywhere... it's becoming an issue really, he might take someone's eye out with how solid his hair beads are...

hurled his guts out one time before they had to perform at the end of year school fair.

★ kiri ──────── pianist

there are always four types of gays. English Teacher Gays, Art Teacher Gays, History Teacher Gays, and Music Teacher Gays.

Kiri was definitely the last one.

lo'ak got her a shirt that says "key master" with her face horribly photoshopped onto the keys of a piano.

she burned it the night she got it.

til this day lo'ak never knew what happened to it.

Suki Waterhouse as Karen Sirko in the DJATS live action? Brain chemistry = altered

Stevie Nick's and Lindsey Buckingham's performance of Silver Spring in Fleetwood Mac's Reunion concern in 1997? = Roman Empire.

was in the school choir and would play the piano in their choir director's stead.

has been playing the piano for 9 years but always gets confused when asked to play a flat or a sharp (it takes her 4 tries to figure out where C minor is)

her favorite piece to play is over the waves by juventino rosas.

when she wants to show jake a new piece she's been working on, by the first minute he's out like a fucking light. SHE'S JUST THAT GOOD.

also when she wants to play a piece with too many chords she never wanted to play it in the first place.

once she messes up she's definitely one of those people who spams the keys.

one time when she was playing a piece her fingers cramped mid-song and she freaked out.

★ spider ──────── drums

his dad's military friends taught him how to play the drums.

lo'ak dared him he couldn't do a drumroll for an hour.

spider did it in two and a half but stopped cuz he got hungry LMAO.

impresses kiri with various drumstick spins, it dosen't impress her.

practically worshipped that one vine of those two kids.

was definitely one of those kids that played with overturned pots and pans and pretended it was a drum set (it annoyed the hell outta norm)

once lost his drum sticks and used chopsticks (ps. they weren't the same)

scribbled their band logo on his bass drum and was very proud of it.

INSISTED they would call themselves "the seven skxawngs"

nobody listened to him.

when they held auditions for their drummer he went "You guys know I can play the drums right?"

has never watched whiplash.

uploads drum covers on his tiktok account with 70 followers.

makes dumb jokes if the others can't figure out a certain chord or note he'd go "guys maybe it's at H!"

the most chillest person in the band though frl.

somehow always manages to pull??? The amount of game this man has solely just because he's the drummer is wild.

they once performed at an event with 50 people and Spider was wearing addidas slides the entire time and nobody noticed.

★ tsireya ──────── main vocals/lyricist

When I tell you this kid can SING SHE CAN SING.

frl the real life ariel I swear evrrytime she opens her mouth everyone's wishing on her downfall because she's such a talented singer, her vibratro is so measured, her runs are so clean, she's just so UGHHHH.

is such a theatre kid oh Lord.

was made to sing at family events too (it's practically a canon event atp guys.)

has a special journal where she writes her song lyrics that she takes with her everywhere (give her 5 minutes and she can write a song with just her hand as paper and eyeliner as a pen.)

joined in singing competitions when she was a kid and when she was 10 joined a televised singing competition and managed to make it to the semi-finals.

it's why she's the lead singer of the band anyway.

she always has pearls threaded into her hair every time they perform and it's been her signature look ever since.

her voice is fucking angelic ya'll istg.

is a soprano. enough said.

is amazing at reading sheet music.

she and neteyam wrote 3 original songs that the band performs everytime they get a gig.

aside from singing she can play piano and violin too.

she's a fucking wordsmith too like she's so eloquent and knows all these big words and she's good at expressing her pent up emotions through songwriting.

the literal it girl. Everyone in their band gained more popularity ever since they opened for a popular band from L.A. but everyone in their high-school knows her name. Everyone.

her vocal control is amazing.

she really knows how to liven up a crowd.

★ aonung ──────── rhythm guitar

has been playing guitar since he was 7.

took up guitaring because his dad introduced him and tsireya to playing instruments at a young age.

collects guitar straps.

neteyam's always on his ass about if what he's playing sounds right or not (50% of the time he's not)

it isn't practice without neteyam and aonung almost throwing hands at least thrice.

almost always smokes while practicing.

oddly enough only has one guitar pick and he hasn't lost it yet unlike lo'ak who buys new guitar picks every other month.

obsessed with black nailpolish, you won't see him go on stage without black nails istg.

he didn't even audition for the band. He was just always there at the Sully residence to pick Tsireya up from practice until one day Tsireya told him to come inside the house, when he did he finds out they needed someone for rhythm guitar and that Tsireya let it slip that Aonung knew how to play.

he's been a part of the band ever since.

he's just incredibly good with his fingers, enough said.

after the first time they performed their first gig at some girl's house party, he, rotxo, and lo'ak got high on the rooftop of Aonung's house (yk until Lo'ak slipped and started dangling from the gutters and fell into the pool)

his outfits always eat every time they perform.

james hetfield the goat.

always experimenting with new riffs and runs and adds them to the songs mid-performance and without any warning (just to piss neteyam off)

★ rotxo ──────── bass guitar

the glue and heart of the band frl.

the sweetest basist you'll ever meet.

his family actually owns a popular guitar shop in Awa'atlu, he first started playing the guitar at the ripe age of 5.

Bro is a prodigy but dosen't want to admit it.

aonung bought his first guitar at rotxo's family's shop, they hit it off ever since.

Always brings his baked goods to practices (then kiri devours the entire tray when you aren't looking)

actually fucked up his audition for the band but then Lo'ak found him sobbing in a janitors closet and gave him a second shot at an audition with just Lo'ak and Spider and he was able to redeem himself.

(really only auditioned cuz he played bass, they were finding a bassist, and not because kiri sully was their pianist)

is an introvert but he's so fucking funny that you wouldn't suspect it.

can perform riffs in his sleep (no he actually does though it freaks aonung out when he spends the night in his place.)

kiri made him a resin guitar pick with fragments of coral from the beach when they had their first date.

has a "maturing is realizing bass is the superior instrument" tshirt.

one time wore finger condoms so his scabs wouldn't re-open and bleed all over his guitar 😔

loves playing deftones on the bass.

has chronic "guitar face"

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mlp redesigns part 2 startrix edition :D

headcanons below the cut

Starlight

crippling anxiety lol

once she was reformed she started putting on recovery weight <3

got her cutie mark later than normal and was pissed when she did get one

she feels most comfortable being in control, a big part of why she resented cutie marks is bc they were something she had no power over and it made her scared

ran away from home

rlly likes baking!

is not very good at baking!

special talent is magic but more specifically altering spells and creating new ones

i have soooo many thoughts on this horse if u want to know more tell me i will write a 5 paragraph essay

Trixie

i forgot to put it but shes definitely autistic and so is starlight actually

small and short but surprisingly strong

rlly good with kids! this surprises literally everyone

has a pet chicken named Miss Daisy who she spoils rotten

went to Celestias school but dropped out lol

her dad wasnt in her life, she knows about him but he doesnt know about her

decedent of starswirl and has no clue

knows how to dance!

i have more that r locked behind a paywall (the paywall is just being asked if u ask me i will rant)

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Daisy Bloom Look Book💛

Look 1 // hair / earrings / bow / blouse / skirt / shoes Look 2 // hair / earrings / necklace / bow Look 3 // hair / bangs / top / bottom Look 4 // hair / dress Look 5 // hair / bangs / blouse / skirt Look 6 // hair / hat / swimsuit Look 7 // hair / necklace / dress / flats Look 8 // hair / dress

Thanks to all the talented cc creators!! @simandy @simstrouble @clumsyalienn @joliebean @tianaberrie @luxysims @rustys-cc @sondescent @anotherplumbob @evoxyr @cinnamon-sims @sunivaa @its-adrienpastel

I'm terribly sorry if I missed someone...items not mentioned are pack required.

[reasonsmandy]

Better than I thought

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — can i request an imagine for warren rojas where reader is a famous pop/whatever gender-singer and u meet him at a party were u are asked to perform and he is just mesmerized by your beauty and ur talent. and so he tries to flirt w u afterwards, and that’s all i have but u can modify/finish it as u wish <3 thank u in advance !

✧.* summary — To celebrate your best friend's special day you and Daisy had taken the stage to sing along with her. And since the lights focused on you, the drummer's attention has had no other owner, he was enchanted.

✧.* warnings — Mention of drugs, Reader and Warren a little more intimate (but no smut, sorry guys).

✧.* word count — 2.6k

✧.* 🥁 — Warren's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — I'm crazy about this man, I didn't have time to correct this one so maybe some mistakes. Hope you like it babys 🫶🏾

Finally the day had arrived, Simone Jackson was releasing her album you couldn't be more proud of her. You were friends for a long time, you grew up together and you always knew her great potential, so together with Daisy you were the biggest supporter of her choice to move, she was happy, in love and fulfilling her big dream.

You were also involved in the music business, and you had already released some songs that exploded across the country, but you still had a few months to go before you went on tour, so you were trying to make the most of your free time while you had it.

And today at the disco where Simone and Bernie worked there was going to be a party to celebrate Simone's big day, a private event for friends where everything could flow without cameras, media, and squinty eyes.

Warren was excited, he had wanted to go to a party for days but the rush of shows didn't help and now that he finally was going out he was thrilled. The invitation made by Daisy's friend had come as a surprise to him, after all they weren't as close as she was, but he loved Simone's music and was happy to go and honor her.

The place was illuminated with colored lights, several pamphlets with Simone's photo and the contact to buy the album in it were delivered at the door of the event, you watched the place with pride in your chest, you search with your eyes for your friend, and you find her with her girlfriend not far from you.

"Simone baby, I'm so proud of you!" You say hugging her tightly, she hugs you tenderly. "Hey Bernie my love, how are you?" You break the hug with Jackson and go hug the other woman.

"I'm fine Y/N, it's good to see you." She says, wrapping one of her arms around Simone who smiles at the contact.

"I have no words, the place is wonderful." You say pointing around you.

"My girls!" You can hear Daisy's voice behind you, she approaches hugging you and kissing your cheek, you return the affection.

"Are my eyes deceiving me, Daisy Jones herself?" You joke, making her laugh by hugging you tight. "I missed you."

"Missed you too." Daisy says getting out of the embrace. "It's been so long, please tell me that I'll have the chance to hear you tonight."

"Oh no Daisy, today it's Simone's day." You speak with conviction, seeing Simone roll her eyes playfully. "Not to mention, there are a lot of people here."

"Well, you better get used to it because from what I hear your show is selling out." Simone says smiling at you, it was such a good time for y'all that if you went back in time and told the group that, you wouldn't believe it.

"We're on our best days!" Daisy says, looking happier than ever.

After a few minutes Simone went on stage, she was perfect, that place was for her, she deserved it more than anyone and you were overjoyed to see her happy. You and Daisy admired her near the stage, Bernie was in the corner of it starting to test the soundboard, soon the music started to play and your eardrums were invaded by the angelic voice of Simone Jackson.

She sings the first song with a twinkle in her eyes, and when she finishes it, you can see her eyes water with joy.

"I wanted to say that this moment is a victory." She speaks with a broken voice, wanting to cry. "I wouldn't be here if it weren't for some people who believed in me, in my story, in my voice, in my music… First I want to thank Bernie, my love, my partner." She turns to her girlfriend, blowing her a kiss, Bernie pretends to catch it in the air, getting her hand close to her heart.

Simone turns towards you with a smile on her face.

"Y/N, I don't have the words to thank you." She kept her eyes on you tenderly. "It was always the three of us forever, at first you and me until Daisy came along and I'm sure if it wasn't for you I would fall apart, and that's why I invite you two to sing the next song with me."

Daisy breaks into a huge smile, walking up the stairs to the stage with her arms outstretched towards Simone, you felt a little embarrassed singing without having prepared for it, but for your friends you would do anything. So you took the stage.

The nervousness leaves your body when the melody starts to play, the three of you had already done this thousands of times, it was many afternoons training and singing together that your synchrony was something as natural as daylight.

However, for Warren Rojas you were the only star of that performance, it was as if the world was frozen and he only heard your voice, he was amazed with every detail in you. His eyes sparkled with the way you sang, he was admired by how your hair looked even prettier under the lighting in the room, how your smile made him feel like he was flying, He was confused about the way you attracted him, about how he felt this magnetism pulling him to you.

"I think that's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life…" Warren says to the bassist next to him, Eddie laughs.

"You think so?" Eddie says eating some of what he had on hand. "Not really my type, but she's gorgeous."

"Gorgeous?" Warren says almost in disbelief. "She's wonderful! I need to talk to her…"

The song was over and the applause took place, Warren and Eddie applauded along with everyone else, the drummer was talking to his best friend without taking his eyes off you for a moment.

"Alright, I have an idea!" Eddie says with a smile on his face, Warren looks at him suspiciously.

"What do you mean?" Warren asks, but his friend is already starting to walk away from him. "Hey Eddie!"

The drummer takes his hand to his face, fixing his mustache, struggling to see where his friend was going.

Eddie leaves among the people, looking for the redhead and leaving the drummer alone watching you from afar. Roundtree loved playing the cupid, so when he saw his best friend amazed by the mystery singer he needed to do something.

When he finally found Daisy you weren't with her, in fact she was talking to a group of people he had no idea who it was. He approached pulling the singer by the arm without her having time to understand what was happening.

"What happened Eddie?" She asks, smiling.

"That friend of yours..." He says, making her laugh.

"Y/N?" She asks, already knowing the answer. "I didn't think it would be you who would be interested in her."

"It's not me." The bassist says, turning to point at the drummer but not finding him amongst the crowd. "Warren is crazy about her, I swear to you Daisy if you don't introduce her to him, the poor guy will go crazy."

Daisy looked surprised, she starts laughing leaving Roundtree without understanding anything.

"Are you high?" He says, snapping his fingers in front of her face.

She probably was, but that wasn't what she was laughing about, she was laughing at the coincidence that was happening right now. When Daisy joined the six, the three friends celebrated in the apartment that Simone and Daisy shared.

"So this one right here is Graham." Daisy held the SevenEighNine album in her hands, showing the band members to her friends.

"Billy's brother?" Simone asks and Daisy nods. "Are you with us Y/N?"

Your eyes were fixed on the drummer, you just loved how his curly hair looked, honestly you loved every detail of him in that picture.

"What?" You say when you hear your name in the conversation.

"You're quiet, what happened?" Daisy says, leaning her head on your shoulder.

"Nothing, it's just... What's this guy's name?" You point at Warren and Simone starts laughing.

"She has a thing for the drummer!" Simone says, taking a sip of her wine.

"No, hey!" You say a little embarrassed, rolling your eyes. "I just think he is cute, that's all." You say shrugging.

"His name is Warren." Daisy answers you. "But don't worry, soon you'll call him boyfriend."

"Stop!" You say laughing along with them. "I'm keeping the album."

When Daisy stopped laughing at the situation she remembered, Eddie had his arms crossed waiting for her to answer him..

"No Ed, I'm not high." She answers. "But I don't think we're going to have to do much."

"Why's that?" The bassist asks.

"Sometimes just a little push is enough." She winks at Eddie, then they start to decide what they were going to do.

You were at the disco bar, casually watching everyone around you hoping to see someone interesting. Your eyes meet Warren's across the crowd, he seems to be trying to hide that he's been looking at you for a while, you smile at him and wave, he waves back with a wink.

He takes a deep breath and walks closer to you, trying to pass between the dancing people. When you notice him approaching, nervousness takes over your body, he looked even more beautiful in person.

The drummer wore just a vest, as usual, he wore dark blue jeans and a choker on, now as he approached you could see several rings on his fingers too. You take a deep breath, averting your gaze elsewhere trying to pretend his presence doesn't make you nervous.

"Hi…" He says with a smile on his face, when he was finally next to you.

"Hey." You say turning to him, smiling with the straw in your mouth. Warren looked at you in disbelief, you were even prettier up close. "Can I help you with something?"

"Ah- I'm Warren." He looked nervous, reaching out to you, you shook his hand still smiling. "I'm Daisy's friend…"

"Oh of course!" You pretend to recognize him only now. "The drummer, isn't it?"

"That's me!" He takes your hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing it gently. "It's a pleasure, miss…"

"L/N, Y/N L/N." You say your name to him, smiling at his simple act.

Warren sighs, with each word that comes out of your mouth a shiver rises in his stomach, he was sure he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

"Hey, are you there?" You say snapping your fingers in front of the drummer's face.

"Sorry, I got distracted by your beauty." He laughs, a little embarrassed, taking his hand to his curly hair, adjusting the curls.

"I don't blame you." You say moving closer to him. "I can't stop admiring you either."

Warren felt his legs go weak, he really wasn't expecting that. You looked at him with a small smile on your face and he felt that at any moment he could explode.

"You look handsome." You say close to his ear, the noise around made you believe he didn't hear you well at first.

Warren smiles at the compliment, you don't move away from him, your faces were still close which made the drummer nervous. His eyes don't leave your lips, he wanted so much to feel you close.

"You were amazing on stage, don't tell Daisy but I've never seen anyone as badass as you." He says making you laugh shaking your head.

"Thank you very much." You smile and he feels that every time he sees your smile he falls more. "Then you must know that you're my favorite drummer as well."

"Come on pretty girl, don't have to lie to me." He chuckles, licking his lips afterwards.

"I am not." You reassure him. "You are what makes 'kill you to try' so amazing, the drums in this song are perfect."

Holy shit, he was going to marry you.

"It's nice to know someone is listening." He speaks without taking his eyes off yours.

You stayed a few seconds facing each other, without saying anything, it seemed that the world had stopped while that tension grew between you. You approach him, putting your arms around his neck he automatically takes his to your waist gently.

"Get me out of here." You whisper, then kisses his jaw before looking back into his eyes, smiling innocently.

"Yes, mama" He responds, grabbing your hand and leading you to a secluded spot.

Eddie had his neck almost locked from straining to find his friend, no matter how hard he looked, there was no sign of the drummer.

"I can't find him anywhere!" Eddie says to the redhead next to him, frustrated.

"I can't find Y/N either" She says with a suspicious tone.

"I can't believe he disappeared now." Eddie was in disbelief, leaning against the wall.

"Guess we'll have to save it for later." Daisy says with a shrug.

…

Rojas pressed you against the wall, squeezing your waist while kissing your neck, you sighed with the contact while lightly pulling his curly strands. He stops kissing your neck and turns his attention to your lips, kissing you passionately as if he doesn't want to miss a moment with you.

The place was lit by few lights, but with effort you could see his pupils dilated, exuding the desire he felt. You felt shivers down your spine just watching him look at you like that.

"Is there something wrong?" He asks, cupping your face gently.

"Not at all." You reply, kissing him gently again. "You know, kissing you is so much better than I thought."

"Oh so you thought about it?" He spoke in a husky voice that made your legs shake with every word he said.

"Maybe…" You shrug. "Kiss me again so I can be sure"

He laughs with his tongue between his teeth, biting his lips before kissing yours. You felt like he was going to drive you crazy with every contact, his scent was the best you've ever smelled, his hands on your body made you feel chills and his kiss made you more and more addicted.

Warren felt like he was in paradise, being able to kiss you, feeling you was like satisfying an addiction, an urgent need. With your permission, he felt every corner of your body, wanting to decorate it like a map that would guide him to paradise. He knew this wasn't going to be a one night thing, he couldn't settle for the thought that the two of you were going to become a one time thing.

He needed more of you, he wanted to know you more, know your tastes, know what you liked, what bothered you. He wanted to understand your quirks, the reason for your smiles, he wanted to wake up listening to you sing next to him, fucking hell! He wanted you.

"Now there's something I need to know." He says between pecks on your lips.

"What?" You ask, smiling at him.

"I need to know If calling you mine will be better than I thought."

You felt a chill in your stomach, that man would be the death of you. You kiss him again.

"Well, you're going to have to take me out to discover Rojas."

Eddie Roundtree: I stood there waiting for him to show up for what felt like an hour, until I gave up and got busy with other things.

Daisy Jones: I told him we wouldn't have to do much *laughing* And when I saw Y/N appear with a goofy smile on her face I was sure of it.

...

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[theosconfessions]

Hello it's me and I'm in your "Asks" ☺️

What/who made you come to simblr and what/who made you stay?

omg i love this one. LOVE this one. so i just came back to tumblr last year. i dont think ive even been back for a whole year yet. but before that i did have another one that started off in 2012 as a sims 3 tumblr called klauseconfessions. but what MADE me start it is one day i was scrolling through tumblr looking for cc. and i was just a lurker but i came across leiland by my good friend @gloomymoood and i was like k im signing up lol.eden and i became good friends <3 and still are. in fact she is a big reason i even know how to use blender in the first place haha! who also taught me discord to keep my characters straight bc im an old lady sometimes haha. i love her and she makes beautiful sims and you guys should take a peak over there if you havent already. she also made jamis girlfriend and someone whos yet to be introduced <3 shes amazing. ill sing her praises. and back then it was crazy i lost friends over ships before but edens always been my steadfast and i just love her to bits.

what made me come back was i missed everyone. i missed sharing with everyone. i missed writing with daisie [dustins creator] i missed reading what you guys wrote. theres nothing that sparks my creativity up like seeing you guys on my dash.ive been in and out this week so youll have to forgive me. its a strange mental health weak. i have panic attacks and theres things that happened that if i dont regulate myself ill go insane :) BUT none the less. i love seeing you guys on my dash. and i really do feel like youre all my friends.

i have some talented friends. <3

[riality-check]

daisy jones-adjacent. probably one part left after this, if all goes well. part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 in case you missed them. tw substance abuse & alcoholism. yeehaw.

ao3

Steve doesn't kick them out, but the band silently makes the decision to crash at his place less often. Eddie didn't tell them what happened; they just knew. It's always been like that with them. Always in sync. Eddie is so glad he hasn't lost that with them.

He is, inexplicably, terrified of losing Steve.

He shouldn't be. He hasn't known him for very long at all. they fight like hell half the time. He smokes more when he's around him because being near Steve means being near the things Eddie swears not to touch again.

It hasn't been very long at all, but Eddie knows him. Knows what he likes and doesn't like, knows how to get under his skin and how to make him laugh that laugh of his. Knows that didn't write or play or sing half as well as he did before Steve.

He knows that he'll keep sharing a mic with him. Even when there are extras. even when there's no reason to. Even when he can start smelling alcohol on Steve's breath.

Eddie is terrified of losing Steve. It's getting harder and harder to be around him.

He wants to say that he only sees himself in Steve, but that would be a lie. Eddie can't ignore the obvious similarities, but part of the reason he did what he did was to get away from himself, from the fear of being inadequate. And sure, Steve is running from something that terrifies him so bad he can't sleep and wakes up screaming other people's names when he does.

But Eddie finds himself running to Steve, and that's dangerous.

They record the album over shared mics and frequent cigarette breaks and laughter and the collaboration of young, talented people with young, smart management making fantastic art.

And then they do the article with Rolling Stone.

It's written by Nancy Wheeler. Eddie loves working with her. She's brilliant and asks unconventional interview questions. She's also, apparently, Steve's friend.

Same with the photographer, Jonathan Byers. He's Nancy's boyfriend, her working partner, and, apparently, also Steve's friend.

Eddie wonders where they've been while Steve has gotten like this before he reminds himself just how unfair of a question that is to ask.

It's clear they're trying. Nancy pulls Steve aside at one point. Eddie watches them argue, hears the name "Robin" get thrown around along with "you need to talk to her" and "I don't want her to come all the way out here."

Eddie, for once, decides to mind his business.

He has to admit that the way Steve can pull himself together for this is amazing. He's almost perfectly coherent in the interview, and he looks almost sober while they're taking the pictures.

Eddie watches him bring his hand to his mouth three times during the whole thing.

He wonders what he's taking. He nearly asks for some.

He sees Nancy watching, too. If she's a good friend, she won't write about that. Or maybe she will.

Eddie doesn't know what a good friend is supposed to do in this situation. He just knows what he has to do, and that's not think about it.

He's smoking more. Chrissy doesn't even comment on it.

He wonders if this is one of those things only he notices because of his personal experience or if it's just an open secret. He doesn't know which would be better.

The article comes out a week later and drums up good press for the album, which is released a week after that.

But what really steals the show is The Picture.

There are a few pictures set within the pages of the article, but only one is The Picture.

All of them are lined up in front of a road, backs to the beach. Steve is in the middle with Jeff on one side of him and Eddie on the other, Gareth and Archie on the ends of their little line.

And it is incredibly obvious that there is something different between Steve and Eddie than there is between anyone else.

People are going to talk, which is good. People are going to talk, which is dangerous.

Eddie wishes he had Chrissy's "all press is good press" mentality.

But by the time he really, truly starts to worry about it, it's been weeks since he's been with Steve outside of any professional setting and time for tour.

Eddie is fucking terrified of tour. The rules make it easier:

Don't go to the after parties.

Don't stay on the bus.

Don't accept anything from fans.

Call someone.

Buy your own damn cigarettes.

The rules should help. Eddie thinks Steve could blow them up like he's already blown up his expectations and creative process.

Tour starts off fine. The bus is like it always is - lively and full of chatter. The fans are like they always are - fiercely supportive and screaming for more. The music is like it's always been - only much, much better this time around.

And Steve is high every time he goes out onstage.

It's fine, really. He's not nearly as bad as Eddie used to be. He isn't forgetting words, and he still sounds good, so it's fine. He's functional.

Eddie doesn't think anyone else notices. Steve covers it up so well that Eddie can only recognize the signs from personal experience.

He makes sure he doesn't spend any time with Steve offstage. It doesn't matter that Steve looks wounded every time Eddie makes an excuse to go somewhere else.

He calls Wayne more often. He walks around the cities they perform in, saying hello to the people who recognize him and politely refusing their offers to buy him drinks.

Anything is better than the possibility of Steve taking something in front of him or offering Eddie a drink. Because if it's Steve offering, Eddie won't say no.

That's terrifying. It's dangerous.

But it's fine. Eddie is doing what he's supposed to do. He's coping. He's dealing with it and not making anyone else walk on eggshells around him.

And then they get to Chicago.

Eddie loves Chicago. It's not his favorite city - that's a tie between St. Louis and Phoenix - but it's definitely up there. It's got good energy and enthusiastic fans and great sights.

After their first night there, Eddie walks around the city until he's tired enough to go to sleep. He gets back to the hotel at 3 AM.

Fifteen minutes later, someone knocks on his door.

And, like an idiot, Eddie answers it in pajamas.

Steve is outside. Swaying back and forth. Smiling. And holding a bottle of vodka.

Eddie wants some.

No the fuck he doesn't.

"This isn't your room," he says, trying to keep quiet. Trying to tear his eyes away from the bottle.

Just a sip.

No.

"Sorry," Steve slurs. "Lost my key. Couldn't remember."

Like a bigger idiot, Eddie sighs and lets him in.

He helps Steve set the bottle down on the dresser. Gets him to his bed without falling over and waking up Jeff. Helps take off his shoes.

Knows from experience that if Steve is this sloshed and still standing, he's probably blacked out.

"Why do you do this to yourself?" Eddie mutters.

Steve Harrington should have everything. He has a fantastic career, ample talent, adoring fans, friends, and a boatload of money. He should be happy.

Instead, he's wasting the cash and his life.

"Figured out if I drink enough, I don't have nightmares," Steve says. "Didn't want to wake anyone else up on tour."

Eddie stops where he's untying Steve's shoe. "What do you have nightmares about?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me," he says, standing up.

Steve makes direct eye contact and says, slurred together, "A monster came out of the walls at Jonathan Byers's house. I helped him and Nancy Wheeler kill it. Next year, it came back. Will Byers got possessed, they built tunnels under the town, and I had to kill more monsters to protect some kids after I got the shit beat out of me. That summer, I got kidnapped and tortured with Robin."

Eddie just. Stares.

"I think I just broke all my NDAs," Steve mumbles.

What. The. Fuck.

When Eddie can form words again, he says, "Steve, you're drunk."

"I am. But I'm not a liar."

Eddie doesn't know what to say, and he's sure it's written clear all over his face.

What the hell.

"Told you you wouldn't believe me," Steve says. He takes off his shirt and lays on his side, on top of the covers, facing away from Eddie.

Yeah. Guess that conversation is over.

So, Eddie turns away and immediately spots the bottle of vodka, right where he left it on top of the dresser.

Before he can stop himself, he picks it up.

It's open. He doesn't take a sip, but he can smell it. He stands there and holds it and knows that if he moves his arm, it won't be to put it down.

Eddie hasn't held a bottle in two years.

He can't put it down.

Just a sip.

No.

Like an asshole, he walks a few feet and turns on a lamp to wake up Jeff.

"What the hell?" he mumbles.

Steve, meanwhile, has already started to snore.

Eddie can't find any words.

"Oh, shit," Jeff says, sitting up. "Eddie, you didn't-"

"I didn't," he says. "I promise I didn't. I can't put it down."

Jeff frowns, confused.

"I can't put it down," Eddie whispers desperately.

"Okay," Jeff says.

And without saying anything else, he gets up, takes the bottle, and goes to the bathroom.

Eddie closes his eyes and tries to breathe as he hears it go down the drain.

What a waste.

No.

It's fine. He's sober. He's fine.

Jeff comes back after a few seconds. There wasn't that much left. He looks over at the other bed, the bed that's supposed to be Eddie's, and sighs. "You can share with me."

Eddie shakes his head. "It's fine. I'll make sure he doesn't... I'll make sure he's safe."

"He's not good for you."

"I know. But I'll be okay."

"We want him out," Jeff says.

"What?"

Jeff rubs his eyes. It's 3:30 AM. "We've been talking. He's hurting you, Eddie."

"We're the best we've ever been."

"At what cost?"

"Where would we be if you did that to me?" Eddie demands. "If you threw me out at my lowest?"

Jeff sighs again.

"End of the tour," Eddie says. "Let's get through this."

"We'll talk about it in the morning."

"But-"

"I'm tired, Eddie," Jeff says, already getting back in bed. "Morning."

Eddie swallows his words back and nods. This is a morning conversation.

He gets into bed, under the covers next to Steve, and falls asleep quick.

When he wakes up for the first time, Steve's arms are around him. When he wakes up for good, the bed is cold and empty.

He tries not to feel too disappointed.

Everything Eddie has a tendency to love fits one of two criteria:

It hurts him.

It's unattainable.

It's too damn bad that Steve is both.

[alltimefail-sims]

A Bonus Strangerville Lookbook Ft. Margaret "Maggie" Pries

For better or worst, everyone in The Bay knows the Pries' eldest daughter. Few are surprised when she goes missing (considering her explosive and unpredictable history), but even fewer are surprised when her obituary is in the news less than a month later. There is one question, however, that the locals share with the grieving, reclusive Pries family: what actually happened to Maggie the night her car broke down in Strangerville?

If you're interested in more details regarding my Strangerville story, the introductory post can be found HERE. If you like this lookbook, I’d also recommend you check out the other parts (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6) to learn about the main characters I showcased! ♡

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[1] Hair, necklace, sweater, jeans, shoes [2] Bandana, hair, mini sweater, top, pants [3] Hair, fishnet top, dress, scrunchie, socks, boots, cigarette acc. [4] Hair, earrings, dress**, socks, purse acc. [5] Hair, necklace*, cardigan, dress, tights, shoes [6] Hair, school uniform, socks, shoes [7] Hat, top, pants [8] Necklace, shirt, shorts, tights, shoes, cigarette acc.* Eyeshadow [1][2*][3*], eyeliner (ava), blush, lipstick [shock wave & gothic kiss][2], tears*, nosebleed - bloodtw obviously, body scars

Cas poses by @helgatisha

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Some up-close details because her face is cute:

Thanks to all the talented cc creators! @sentate, @kamiiri, @madlensims, @darte77, @rimings, @northernsiberiawinds, @mossylane, @mmsims, @evellsims, @christopher067, @clumsyalienn, @arethabee, @sleepingsims, @nell-le, @dallasgirl79, @vernonsvault, @aharris00britney, @pralinesims, @simgirlz, @simlikethis, @cheng-chih, @1-800-cuupid, @mellosakicc, @charonlee, @cosmiccs4, @myshunosun, @magic-bot, @daisy-pixels, @tajsiwel, @trillyke

[wooahaes]

working together

pairing: non-idol!vernon x gn!reader

genre: fluff <3

word count: 0.8k~

warnings: vernon being goofy <3 (he struggles with putting up a tent but he's cute about it). food mentions.

daisy's notes: i've actually never been camping tbh

Vernon was a man of many talents… but putting up a tent apparently wasn’t one of them.

He’d been fumbling with the instructions for a while now, and the stupid thing had collapsed on him yet again because he swore something was missing. Yet he heard the sound of your laugh growing closer, apparently having returned from getting the cooler out of the car. He had insisted that he could do this entirely on his own (and he could, he swore that he could, he was just… missing something that was probably obvious). He moved to lift the collapsed tent off of his head, peeking up at you with this shy smile on his face that he couldn’t fight off. Not when he heard your laugh, so full of love for the man that you fell in love with (even if he was kind of a mess in this moment). 

“Alright,” you said once your laughter had quelled. “Give me a sec and I’ll help.”

Thank god. If he was ever stuck on anything, he swore you had some sort of solution. Even if it was something you didn’t know much about, you’d always be there to give him some guidance in the form of making him take a break despite his insistence that he could do it if he tried harder. He knew just as well as you did that forcing himself to keep working never worked, but sometimes his own frustration was louder than logic. You had always told him there was no shame in that: it just meant he needed people who could pull him back when those moments arose. You or Seungkwan or any number of his friends knew how to keep him out of his own head, just like he’d learned how to keep all of you out of yours. 

He watched you set the cooler down after gauging a good spot for it, and then you made your way over, kneeling down to help him start this over again. With your help, the two of you finally managed to pitch the tent, sitting inside of it for a moment to admire the hard work. Maybe it was a little more your work than his own, but he was happy to hand things to you and find the missing piece he couldn’t find earlier.

“Sorry I suck at this,” he said while he was checking his phone.

“Don’t say that!” You pouted, and it earned a laugh from him. “You’re good at things—plus that piece rolled away from you. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you there to help.”

“You sound like Jihoon—”

You swatted at his arm, “I mean it! You don’t ‘suck at this’ as far as I know. You could have done it if it didn’t get away from you.”

“I don’t need validation—”

“You’re perfect,” you pulled him over, wrapping your arms around him. “And smart. And incredibly funny, and cool, and—”

He laughed a little, snuggling in. You were wearing one of his larger hoodies, yet he could smell your body spray clinging to it and your skin. Maybe he’d steal this one back from you later, then. “And?”

“I’ll make army stew to celebrate,” you giggled. Ah. That was all you wanted to say: you didn’t make army stew often, but he wasn’t going to argue with you if you wanted to make good food to ‘celebrate’ this little moment. Maybe he’d tease you later for picking the tent as something to celebrate over your upcoming anniversary.

He wrapped his arms around you. “You want me to help?”

Immediately, he felt you tense up, and he laughed. “I’m good.”

“I thought you said I was perfect—”

You kissed him quickly, wiggling your way out of his arms. “You are! But your cooking…”

Another peal of laughter erupted from him as you escaped. He scrambled up to follow you, shoving the tent’s opening out of his way, “Hey! At least let me help with something! I can boil the noodles!”

“No need! I’ve got it!”

You’d taken off running back to the car, keys tucked into your hand, with the plan of getting whatever you’d left behind. Vernon just smiled to himself, sitting atop the cooler as he admired what the two of you had set up so far. If nothing else… He was great at hyping you up for things… Including doing so in his job as professional taste tester for your cooking alone. He applied based on his ‘advanced tastebuds’ for all things that you made. You told him he got the job because of his looks (his facial expressions, but he liked the loud, playfully offended ‘hey!’ whenever he said it like that instead).

Yeah… He could definitely enjoy this trip with you as long as you had his back.

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[cerastes]

Who are the top must build caster operators? Excluding Eyja and Amiya

The ones you like :) But of course, you knew that, so let's talk Casters.

Casters exist in a perpetual state of weirdness because Hypergryph did an oopsie daisy and created Eyja as a release Operator, forever destabilizing absolutely everything about the class for years because she Did Everything better than other Casters (except Ifrit), even other Caster archetypes that aren't her own. Basically, on release, an objective tier listing for Casters, not just Core Casters, could be "Eyja Tier and Everyone Else Tier" and it'd be correct. Whether it was single target, aoe, constant DPS or burst damage, Eyja Did It Better. About the only other Caster you'd hear about in the conversation was Ifrit, because she was her own weird thing and did her job really damn well, and her unique range and true AoE, plus her ability to land flat DEF and RES debuffs (as opposed to percentage based, which made them very powerful due to the way DEF works and how the numbers tend to be low, thus flat > percentage for DEF) has always been appreciated. In fact, add Ifrit to that list of Recommended Casters, even though we won't discuss her below.

After some years of fighting their own big oopsie, Arknights is finally starting to even out the playing field with Casters. Right now, I'd say the best Caster is in fact Goldenglow (6*), and just, in general, the Mech Accord archetype is solid, with Operators like Kjera (5*) and Click (4*) being, quite honestly, very good! Minimalist (5*) is also an effective fire-and-forget unit, and in general, for your single target needs, Mech Accord is the way to go. The other archetype that's been cooking is the Mystic Caster group, with the likes of Ebenholz (6*), Iris (5*) and Indigo (4*), thanks to their great burst potential. Consider them as the Caster equivalent of Heavyshooter Snipers (Schwarz, Pozemka) in that they need to be more carefully and thoughtfully placed and require a more hands-on approach, paying dividends with incredibly effective Elite and Boss killing power, especially when they don't attack for a few seconds, as for each "autoattack" they have no target in range, they instead save that attack for later, unleashing all attacks (max 3) at once.

So, with that said, I don't particularly like the term "must raise", so let's call this a Hearty Recommended List of Casters:

Goldenglow - Whether it is her S2 for constant output (and AFK strats wink wink) or S3 for a more hands-on approach to evisceration with its great damage per second and global range, Miss Electric WILL send your foes to the principal's office and have them expelled. Her single target damage is incredible and she is absurdly easy to use, plus, thanks to her Talent, sometimes her drones will explode to deal AoE damage, granting her a degree of AoE ability as well. There's not much to say other than Goldenglow is really as powerful as you've heard: Incredibly easy to use, incredibly versatile, and incredibly pink.

Ebenholz - The other big relevant Caster nowadays. Ebenholz tends to have a bit of a worse reputation than Goldenglow, mostly due to incompetence (of the playerbase, not Eben's). The truth is, the absolutely monstrous amounts of damage Ebenholz can put out if played correctly are astonishing, but there's two issues here: 1) He's considerably harder to use than the average unit, as you need to make sure he's placed in a way that allows him to actually shoot all of this damage at the right target, which usually translates to "your entire team set-up, or at least a significant part of it, is built around using Ebenholz properly", and 2) you rarely actually need the amount of damage he outputs, especially relative to the effort needed to squeeze it out of him (when you can just use an easier unit, like Eyja or GG). However, for those moments in which you can definitely benefit from the Big Hits or, let's be honest here, when you just really want to see those big damn numbers, yeah, Ebenholz is a bona fide top pick. For BIG Damage, you'll want to learn to build around his S3, for general use, you want his S2, which is quite similar to W's S2 Claymores.

Kjera - Kjera's freezing ability allows her to output damage and provide team utility -- Freezing is not only a measure of crowd control, it reduces RES by 15 as well -- making her an easy to integrate Operator into pretty much any team, especially if you also use the likes of Gnosis or Aurora for that sweet, sweet Frozen synergy. Even without them, however, Kjera is a solid member of any team and a great team player.

Click - An ol' reliable, cheap, effective damage hose with minor crowd control in the form of Stun, Click is simple to use, cheap to upgrade, and has great hands to high five with after she's done blasting. Not much else to be said about her, she simply works.

Iris - Nice bursty Caster with some fun gimmicks: S1 is her machine gun, making her range a line in front of line and releasing a LOT of very quick attacks very briefly, while her S2 Sleeps enemies for a few seconds (allowing her to charge up Mystic stacks) before waking them up with a burst of Arts damage. Being one of the rare Sleep synergies, it also allows Blemishine to smash enemies over the head with a tire iron, the way knights do, if you use them together. Quite the gimmicky unit, but fun and effective nonetheless.

Indigo - The light machine gun to Iris' heavy machine gun and Ebenholz attack jet-mounted vulcan gun. Her damage is not as high as her fellow Mystics, but she instead has a rather consistent Bind she can apply to her enemies, which is interesting to have on a Caster. A sub-DPS/Support hybrid, and welcome in pretty much any team.

There's other Casters that can get a recommendation, but these are the ones I think are pretty relevant as of right now besides Eyja, Amiya, and Ifrit.

[winterchimez]

your moots as flowers? :3

omg hi anon!! this is such a fun ask/game & i'll try my best as i look through the list of flowers on google asdkjadnk

@sungbeam - sunflower (adoration & loyalty) im sure everyone thinks the same way abt you but you're literally a CELEBRITY, the best 妹妹 ever on this earth and where are my photographers at we planning a red carpet for you rn 😤 (btw it just so happens that sunflowers = changmin so 😙)

@from-izzy - forget-me-not (true love & memories) if the meaning doesn't speak for itself enough then idk what will. forever my soulmate till the end 💜 (also now its my turn to get mad at you for *coughs* 😄)

@justalildumpling - roses (love, passion, beauty) if you ain't the hottest and prettiest writer out there then idk who is my bestest dongsaeng ilysm 🫶🏻

@ethereal-engene - gerbera daisy (cheerful & innocence) you're literally a ray of sunshine you make me laugh a lot (esp with the challenge that you have been taunting me for months now 🌚

@daisyvisions - daffodil (new beginnings & rebirth) with what you have told us in our gc abt your irl stuff i think this suits you best!! also cs you're our unnie & i somewhat think yellow suits you a lot 💛

@aimeecarreros - chrysanthemum (friendship, joy, honesty) literally one of the funniest people ive ever met, never change. waiting for the day we meet in person to scream at the top of our lungs out AMEN 😘

@snowflakewhispers - freesia (friendship, trust) you know too much about me & my sister from my neighbouring country. here's to more bickering & saving each other asses whenever & always 😙🩷

@drunkdrazed - aster (patience & elegance) you're literally the sweetest person i know & you're always treating everyone around you with so much love & patience i don't deserve you 🥹🫶🏻💗

@h0mebody-heaven orchid (beauty & strength) literally one of the toughest ppl i know!! im so so glad we hit off right away & heres to us praying that we take over as wayv managers in the future AMEN 😤

@kyaroscuro - lavender (calm, serenity, devotion) another sweetest person ever like where are yall coming from 🥹 glad we hit off almost right away (i think it was bcs of my hyunjae series if im not wrong jasnkand) here's to more convos & stories abt both of our new adventures irl!! 💪

@stealanity - hibiscus (delicate beauty) matty unnie isn't just beautiful on the outside but on the inside too!! literally such a reliable older sister that i've met here and i know that i can always count on you no matter what. i miss you a lot & i always wish you all the best in everything you do unnie 🥺🫶🏻 @quaissants pansy (love & affection) my OG gremlin i love you loads (even though you torture me with daddy sangyeon pics every single time we try to start a conversation but know that i always got your back no matter what ❤️

@sanaxo-o crocus (cheerfulness) you're 1/2 of my gremlin and you're literally so unhinged (like sometimes i honestly dk what goes on in that head of yours kasdnaksjdk) but i think it's only bcs we're this close that we could literally talk abt anything (even if sometimes they made absolutely no sense but it's always fun talking to you, and i miss you a lot my sabrina wifey 🧡)

@cloverdaisies gladiolus (strength of character) the OG toughest person i know. forever clo my love, and i promise you that our frienship is def gonna last for decades, and i will get my ass to EU again one day so JUST YOU WAIT 💚

@kimsohn sorrel (love, healing, protection) my maya 🫶🏻 i would literally drop everything for you and protect you at all cost 😤 i treasure you sm and know that im always here for you no matter what 🩵

@gluion camellia / tsubaki (strength & bravery) honestly i feel like moni can do literally ANYTHING like they're so frickin talented in everything they do and i admire them loads 🥹❤️

@mosviqu goldenrod (encouragement & growth) bar is literally the sweetest like you're always keeping so many of us in check 🥹 coming to ask how we have been doing, and just the best at giving ppl words of encouragement which lowkey makes me forget that you're younger than me sometimes kankajsn

@juyeonszn zinnia (thoughts of friends) it's been a while since we last catched up, but im sure you're out there busy doing everything you can to survive!! im always rooting for you and i wish you nothing but the best in everything you do!! miss you loads my bubba 🤍

@itsbeeble ivy (affection, friendship, fidelity) my pookie 🥰 we're always hyping each other up, and you have no idea how honoured i am to be your moot like i was one of your biggest fans / reader before (and i still am!!!) i love you so bad 😔💚

@strayed-quokka salvia (wisdom) my other daddy sangyeon half (even though you refuse to share 90% of the time 😒) literally if talent was a person it's definitely lennon. again, someone that i really look up to and so glad we became mutuals 💛

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W.I.T.C.H., interview with the creators

Some time ago, I made a post about "the original Elyon being a guardian," and since everyone was confused, I thought I'd translate the interview from which I read this information.

I don't know if someone else has already done it, but since I didn't find anything online, I decided to do it myself. I will translate the entire interview with the help of an online translator and a friend of mine.

Just remember that this interview was published in April 2021, marking 20 years since the release of the first volume.

Enjoy!

Here the original link in italian: https://heroica.it/w-i-t-c-h-20-anni-barbucci-canepa-intervista/

It is April 3, 2001 when Italian newsstands are hit by a small earthquake, which will soon transform into a hurricane...

The first issue of W.I.T.C.H. is released, a comic magazine that will shatter every sales record in a matter of months, embarking on a quest to conquer the world.

It all begins in Milan, at the headquarters of Walt Disney Company Italy, with an intuition of the then-director of the company's women's periodicals, Elisabetta Gnone, and the talent of two young artists, Alessandro Barbucci and Barbara Canepa, whom I have interviewed for you.

Interview with Alessandro Barbucci and Barbara Canepa

Let's start from the origins: How was W.I.T.C.H. born?

Alessandro Barbucci: It was 1997, Sailor Moon was still fresh in everyone's memory [the last series had been broadcast in Italy between March and May of that year, editor's note]. And then there were the Spice Girls...

"Sailor Moon was ironic, arrived at the right moment; the Spice Girls were five purely pop characters, worthy of a cartoon - during that period, we were big fans, we even went to see the movie in the cinema!" Alessandro revealed to me.

Elisabetta Gnone, who was then in charge of the women's periodicals at Walt Disney Company Italy, had a great intuition: she realized that there was a missing product for teenage girls, an audience segment that had never been considered by the major company before. When thinking about teenagers, one couldn't ignore what was happening in pop culture at that moment...

Barbara Canepa: During that period, a passionate fanbase for manga was beginning to take shape. it was clear how this new language was able to respond to the tastes and needs of teenagers - not just boys, but girls as well!

In fact, up until that moment, it was believed that girls didn't read comics. It was precisely with shoujo manga (like Sailor Moon, but not only) that this belief began to falter.

Canepa: Exactly. I had already been an avid manga reader since the days of Candy Candy: we're talking about 1986 when Mondadori released the first monthly editions at newsstands. I started reading my first manga at the age of 12, and at 16, I saw Akira (1988) for the first time in theaters. In fact, I was the one who got Alessandro passionate about this style, even though he already had some knowledge of it. We felt that the language of manga was the best way to visually "tell" this story.

Barbucci: Initially, I proposed girls in a steampunk, military style. I was a big fan of Tank Girl by Hewlett and Martin.

In my mind, Hay Lin had already existed for a long time: I had been drawing her since high school, but she was a punk with military boots," Alessandro revealed to me.

Elisabetta Gnone told me that the concept was considered too "masculine," so she proposed the idea of the five witches, which directly connected us to manga. Some people at Disney Italy were afraid that, given the theme, it would veer into Satanism, but their greatest fear was the manga-style big eyes!

Canepa: For them, it was inconceivable to publish a comic even vaguely inspired by manga, which at that time were their direct competitors in the market.

Barbucci: At one point, they considered investing in the relaunch of Daisy Duck by introducing our five characters as anthropomorphic animals. It was an attempt to somehow connect with the Disney universe.

Canepa: Yes, exactly. The project was called Daisy D. and it was intended for the monthly magazine Minnie Mag. The story featured Daisy Duck as a private investigator, accompanied by our W.I.T.C.H. characters, who in this version would have had snouts and gloves, just like Minnie and Mickey! I still have the first page done in watercolors, as we wanted to make it like the pages of Paperinik's Trip...

The scriptwriter, Ilaria Isaia, revealed to me that the inspiration for Daisy D. came from the success of "Minnie and the Magnificent Five," a story published in Minnie & Company in 1993. It featured Minnie in the role of an investigator, solving a mystery connected to five girls. Daisy D. wouldn't have been very different: "It revolved around Daisy Duck as an investigator, called by her friend to investigate mysterious events happening in a college attended by five students with magical powers," explains Ilaria.

Barbucci: Fortunately, nothing came of it.

Canepa: We were well aware that a story starring Daisy Duck wouldn't resonate with teenagers. We needed five normal girls that the readers could identify with...

Barbucci: So, the W.I.T.C.H. characters returned to being human.

For Will's design, Alessandro Barbucci Alessandro Barbucci was also inspired by "Alita" (1990) by Yukito Kishiro.

The graphic style of W.I.T.C.H., while drawing inspiration from manga, remains a hybrid of the West and the East. It doesn't stray too far from certain Disney characters, starting with Ariel from "The Little Mermaid" (1989).

Barbucci: I can tell a funny anecdote about this! As we mentioned, Disney Italy opposed W.I.T.C.H. in every way possible: they particularly disliked those manga-style big eyes. Together with Elisabetta Gnone, we came up with a game, a kind of bet with the top executives of Disney Italy. I drew a series of eyes, including manga characters, Disney characters, and our W.I.T.C.H. characters. Only the eyes were visible, nothing else. "Since you have so much to say about these manga eyes, guess which ones belong to the W.I.T.C.H. characters!" That was the bet: they could no longer complain. Well, they were wrong: they chose the eyes of Ariel from "The Little Mermaid" (1989), the protagonist of the Italian magazine of the same name, directed by Elisabetta herself, and successfully published by them for years. They didn't take it well...

Indeed, Ariel broke the Disney graphic conventions with the proportions of her face.

Barbucci: It was a "graphic shock," something that had never been seen in Disney until that moment. It was certainly a step towards manga aesthetics, with these very large eyes that we later found in the design of many subsequent characters, from Belle and Jasmine to Anna and Elsa.

We remember that you and Barbara worked on the magazine "The Little Mermaid" in the 1990s, just before W.I.T.C.H. started. In the covers drawn and colored by Barbara, I can already perceive some hints of manga style. Was it intentional?

Canepa: Absolutely yes! At that time, I bought Japanese magazines like Newtype and Animage to get inspiration. In one of the illustrations I made, there's Ariel with a straw hat: I think I took inspiration from an image of Nadia from "The Secret of Blue Water" (1990-91), or maybe from some other cover. The close-up of the face, as well as the fluttering leaves [like flowers in shoujo manga, editor's note], the pose of a model on the cover of a fashion magazine... it was all too innovative and "manga" for Disney Italy at that time, which often had something to say about my work! Even before W.I.T.C.H...

The scan on the left is taken from the website www.onlyshojo.com.

Walt Disney Company Italy didn't want anything to do with W.I.T.C.H., as we mentioned. What made them change their minds?

Barbucci: We worked on it secretly for at least a year, even at night. Then, finally, a ray of light... At the time, the main headquarters of Disney would send representatives around to other offices to find out what was being done in the rest of the world. Elisabetta was lucky to come across an American manager who was a big fan of Wicca. [Secretly from the top management, editor's note], she presented W.I.T.C.H. to him: he fell in love with it and financed the project, ordering Walt Disney Company Italy to proceed with its production.

Concept art created by Barbucci and Canepa between 1998 and 1999. Notice the homage to Minnie in the first illustration!

Images provided by W.I.T.C.H. Italia.

The project then gets underway. How did you divide the work?

Canepa: It's hard to say. Officially, Elisabetta wrote the plot, Alessandro created the character design, and I took care of the color and atmosphere. In reality, the three of us worked together on the concept, characters, and the world they would inhabit. We drew inspiration from our personal lives when creating these five girls. The city of the W.I.T.C.H., Heatherfield, is a mix between our hometown of Genoa and San Francisco, which we had visited together. Will shares my birthdate, while Elyon shares Alessandro's. At the time, I was a big fan of frogs, just like Will! Cornelia's cat is named Napoleon, just like mine - I also gave the same name to Elisabeth's cat, the protagonist of the first volume of END, the comic I created with Anna Merli. For Hay Lin's restaurant, we were inspired by a small Chinese "hole in the wall" where we often ate near our apartment in Milan... In short, W.I.T.C.H. was built and conceived based on our personal experiences: friends, memories from adolescence, and more.

Based on these characterizations, I created the character profiles that you can find in the first five issues of the magazine, as well as some internal editorials.

The character of Irma is inspired by Barbara Canepa in terms of design and personality, while Will is inspired by Elisabetta Gnone: with her, she shares an introverted personality and the detail of touching his hair when she is embarrassed.

Scans by poochieandotherfriends.it

Elisabetta chose the ethnicities and names of the girls, coming up with the acronym W.I.T.C.H., while Alessandro created the symbols of the Guardians. To draw the Heart of Kandrakar, Alessandro was inspired by a pendant, a unique piece that I was very attached to and still possess to this day!

Scans by poochieandotherfriends.it

Lastly, I'll reveal something you may not know: I was the one who designed the Witch's transformed costumes! I remember when Elisabetta jokingly scolded Alessandro, telling him to draw them less provocatively... (laughs). As for their everyday costumes, Alessandro created them, often drawing inspiration from his and our friends.

Scans by poochieandotherfriends.it

Another significant responsibility of ours was to form a team of artists who would work on W.I.T.C.H. alongside us. In fact, Alessandro and I couldn't have done it all by ourselves: W.I.T.C.H. was becoming a massive and important project, especially since it would be released on a monthly basis! Therefore, we conducted courses at the Disney Academy: Alessandro taught how to draw the Witch, while I taught manga techniques, coloring, and graphic design.

Scans by poochieandotherfriends.it

Did you encounter any other issues with Disney Italy during the production?

Canepa: There were some controversies, but at that point, the project was already underway. There were several delays, actually: the first issue was supposed to be released on Halloween in 2000. I remember that they criticized the covers: they didn't like the white background, and in the first cover, they didn't like the difference in proportions between Will and the others, which is another typical graphic characteristic of manga.

Barbucci and Canepa created the first five covers of W.I.T.C.H. and the corresponding chapter opening pin-ups.

You create the comic of the first issue: On the third page, there's a very intense panel with Will partially nude (without nipples); she appears like that later during the Sailor Moon-style transformation as well. These are not erotic images, but they certainly deviate from the Disney style. Did you face any issues regarding this?

Barbucci: Strangely, no. Maybe they had already given up at that point...

Scans by poochieandotherfriends.it

You left the project after the sixth issue. What happened?

Barbucci: The back and forth with Disney to bring W.I.T.C.H. to newsstands was incredibly exhausting. By the year 2000, we were drained from the continuous meetings, discussions, and delays... Moreover, both Elisabetta and we had realized our potential as authors. She was the first to leave: she left the world of magazines to fulfill her dream of becoming a novelist. And she succeeded greatly, as a few years later, she created the Fairy Oak series of novels, which sold millions of copies worldwide! Barbara and I were already in contact with various French and American publishers. In France, they allowed us to express ourselves artistically in a completely free way. It felt like a dream! There were so many things we wanted to talk about, things that weren't even proposable in Disney: sex, religion, politics... Sky Doll was born during this period. Furthermore, there were legal disagreements with Disney regarding the moral rights of the Witch characters. In short, after a few years with the multinational company, it was time for us to move on to other things. We needed a change of scenery!

The story you had in mind for W.I.T.C.H. was different from what we later read in the issues after your departure?

Canepa: Yes, it was darker, introspective, and more complex. It was a glimpse into teenage life presented through five very different girls. The plot had different layers of interpretation, including ecological aspects. It was certainly closer to manga in terms of themes: there was more focus on the girls' personal lives, their adolescent struggles. There wasn't a clear division between good and evil: the girls would be drawn to the Metaworld and tempted to join, crossing over to the other side of the barricade. Elyon would be the first to succumb, but they would all do so to some extent, even fighting against themselves.

Moreover, the Metaworld was a fascinating place, a natural paradise that was quite different from the medieval setting that Disney eventually created. At the heart of it all was the concept of growth and transformation, which is so dear to adolescence: the girls would have had the ability to transform into fantastic animals! Like teenagers who find themselves caught between childhood and adulthood, the W.i.t.c.h. would have been caught between two worlds, remaining trapped in one or the other, by choice or against their will. It wasn't always clear...

The W.I.T.C.H. transform into adult versions of themselves, adhering to the main theme of many majokko ("magical girl") anime.

Even Elyon, who in the version you have read is the princess of Meridian, was a very different character in our story. She was the Guardian of the Metaworld and had powers related to time, wild nature, and death. She would have tried to bring the other girls to the dark side and then redeem herself: in the last issue, she would have sacrificed herself to save the lives of her friends.

In W.I.T.C.H. #2, you can perceive some traces of the original Elyon, who at a certain point addresses the girls repeating, "Come to me, come to me..." as if trying to lead them to the dark side.

I transferred her main power, the ability to "bestow" death, to the protagonist of END, Elizabeth: with this character, I have done and will do everything that I couldn't do with Elyon, who was initially supposed to have white hair like her.

Barbucci: What was actually realized was a harmless mythology, closer to fairy tales and therefore to the Disney style. There is no mention of witches anymore... We would have focused on a more New Age aesthetic, with references to Wicca, which was very popular in those years.

After leaving W.I.T.C.H., you left Italy for France, from where you embarked on various successful projects, with Sky Doll first. It can be said that you found your dimension and creative freedom. Now that 20 years have passed, what is your relationship with W.I.T.C.H.?

Canepa: It's needless to say that the bond has always been very strong and still is today. It was our own creation for a long time: seeing it succeed worldwide brought joy, but also suffering because we felt disconnected from it.

Barbucci: It was a love-hate relationship, but I must say that it gave me the greatest satisfaction of my life: seeing dolls of the characters I drew being sold in supermarkets!

Some sketches made by Alessandro Barbucci at the beginning of 2021, to celebrate the twentieth anniversary of W.I.T.C.H.

Canepa: After twenty years, perhaps it can be said that we have made "peace" with what happened. The hardships we endured have now drifted away with the wind, and that's how it should be. Today, I can talk about W.I.T.C.H. with more tranquility, almost with tenderness. For many years, I didn't even want to face it. Initially, leaving Italy helped, but then W.I.T.C.H. reached France and the rest of the world. Over time, this forced me to look at it with more "serene" eyes, so to speak. If I hadn't left W.I.T.C.H., I would never have created Sky Doll and END, and perhaps I would have never become the director of a French series that, today, celebrates nearly 100 books 12 years after its creation. Destiny, then? I believe so. Fate wanted to take something away from me to give me something else. In hindsight, I truly believe there was a magical thread in all of this... or rather, a true witch's touch! There is a happy ending to it all: today, history reminds us that we are the true creators of W.I.T.C.H. The readers know it, and so do industry professionals. Even Disney, in the end, acknowledged us. Every now and then, Elisabetta, Alessandro, and I talk and, laughing, we say, "What if we got back together and remade W.I.T.C.H. in our own way?" In any case, this remains and will always be the most important project of my life. And to have touched so many hearts around the world... well, there's nothing more beautiful and satisfying. So, thank you all. I was happy to give you these five girls.

For Women's Day 2021, Barbucci drew again the famous pinup from the first issue, Halloween.

Current and Future Projects

Alessandro Barbucci His most recent work is "Le Sorelle Grémillet" where he returns to portraying teenage girls ("it's a bit like how I would have liked to create W.I.T.C.H. back then, but it wasn't possible"). Additionally, Alessandro continues to work on "EKHÖ" and other projects. Follow his Instagram and Facebook to stay updated!

Barbara Canepa For over 12 years, Barbara Canepa has been the editorial director of the Metamorphose series for the French publisher Group Delcourt, with over 100 published books. She has several projects in the works, including "MINA's Diary," where she will serve as the writer, while Isabella Mazzanti will handle the artwork and coloring. The work is a free interpretation of Stoker's Dracula, introducing a new way of conceiving vampires. For the past two years, she has been finishing the writing of 12 volumes of a new jeunesse series, "GREENWOOD," aimed at rediscovering and respecting nature to the fullest. Stay updated on her activities by following her on Instagram and Facebook!

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Eddie Roundtree x Actress!Reader social media au !!

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Mordecai and the Showgirl

More about one of my OCs, Effie Lockhart, here!

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Effie huffed, and put her hands on her hips. She wiped her brow, and looked down at the...scant costume she had for this bit. She looked back into the darkened club, and caught two pairs of glinting lenses.

"...that might be a bit too much, huh, mr. H?"

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"You were fine. it's the bit." Mordecai walked closer to the stage. For someone with such a mind for numbers, and a hard heart, he had a surprising eye for the stage. He muttered to himself in Yiddish for a moment, before looking over at the rehearsal pianist.

"Up a step, she's struggling on the low notes and it doesn't get that high."

The pianist nodded, and wrote something down. He looked back at Effie, and shook his head. "Would it have killed them to give you something less...risque?"

Effie tapped her fingers, looking down at the shining costume she had - white, glossy silks, her midriff on full display, a skirt that could barely be called such. She knew the number was 'Get Out and Get Under the Moon', but did it have to be a promiscuous moon?

"Well, it's not but SO bad - I keep most of it on the whole time!" Effie said, crossing her arms.

"I still think that you should get a bit of dignity."

"It's a silly little song, Mr. H, it's not exactly Shakespeare." The girl backed off a bit as she said it, looking away, her eyes still casting their way towards Mordecai. Mordecai nodded.

"...why do they want it to be a solo number, anyhow?" Mordecai asked. "People bought the record for the harmonies."

"I mean, if you wanted, I'm sure you could-"

"NO."

"Harmonies don't mean nothin' when we got a gal like that!" A voice bellowed from the other end of the room - Asa had decided to grace the Marigold Room with his presence. He walked up on stage.

"Hello, Mr. Heller."

"Asa."

"And hello, Effie~" Asa smiled and furrowed his brow. Effie stood a bit closer to Mordecai, almost hiding behind him.

"...Hi Mr. S." She said, sheepishly.

"Band's here." The rehearsal pianist ushered them all in. As they set things up, Mordecai leaned over.

"Mr. Sweet, I insist we start scouting for more talent - the band is good with her but she cannot do 3 song and dance numbers when she's so...animated." Mordecai said. "We could sustain 3 more dancers at her rate-"

"Easy, Heller, easy! We COULD sustain it, but then how would I fund your expensive coffee habit?"

"I do not drink expensive coffee." Mordecai said.

"You're missing the point - we have who we need for it. Isn't that right, Effie?"

The girl sheepishly nodded. "Yer right, Mr. S." She said. "I don't have a problem doing it."

"Good! Because we're considering adding another show to your schedule - that'd be 5 nights a week instead of 4. Sound good?"

"...yes, Mr. S."

"Atta girl. And keep...whatever that is on!" Asa walked out to the 'house' a seat in the back. As the band finished setting up, Mordecai sighed and looked at Effie. She blushed.

"...did I do good with Mr. S?"

"We'll talk later. Places for the run, please."

"Thank you, places." She scurried off to one of the wings.

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The shy, timid snowshoe cat was gone the moment the music started. She walked out, and the energy lifted immediately. The band, a big band, much different from the Daisy's Dixieland outfit, was well equipped to raise any room's atmosphere - but by far, the biggest change was in Effie.

She smiled and waved enthusiastically, and spoke clearly, the microphone only needing to do but so much as the band quieted down for her.

"Well helloooooo, Marigold~!" She cooed, in a sing songy voice. Her bright eyes twinkled as she spoke. "Say, bit late, isn't it?" This was her literal 11 o'clock number. "We could slow things down, but...y'know, what do you do in the evening and you don't know what to do?"

She sang the words again, breaking into 'Get Out and Get Under the Moon'. Her voice was bright, and she sang along with some hire guitarist playing something next to her. He looked a little familiar.

Effie spoke some of the words, looking Mordecai in the eye as he watched. "When you make a date, any old night, you're gonna meet yer sweetie soon?" She winked at him. "I know you are~!"

Mordecai chuckled a bit as she kept going. He kept watching, as the band kicked the tempo up and she danced. The number wrapped, with her taking it home with one more refrain. The band drew the ending out, and so did Effie. She was heaving in air at the end of it. She looked proud, almost. Like she had vanquished a dragon.

The room was silent.

"Take 10." The band leader said, "we'll do Ever So Goosey next and give the girl time for her costume change."

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Afterwards, Mordecai was sitting in his office, staring down the Marigold's books. He blinked once or twice, then sighed. "...we're making more than he's...paying...a lot more..." He peered again. "Something must be-"

There was a knock on the door. "Mr. H?"

"Come in."

Effie walked in, wearing a silk robe, clearly headed for a dressing room. "Mr. H, you wanted to see me?"

Mordecai stood up. "...Why do you stick around the Marigold?"

"...am I being fired?"

"No." Mordecai said. "This is a miserable place to work. Asa is a repugnant oaf, half of the men who work here are absolute pigs - why do you stay?"

"Why do YOU stay?" Effie asked.

"...touché." Mordecai looked out his window. He spoke.

"I am considering new employment and wherever I end up I would like to take you with me."

Effie's eyes widened. "Dijya finally get that theater job, Mr. H?" She smiled.

Mordecai shook his head. "No, no." He replied. "But...due to recent events, I've been invited to resume my operations at the Little Daisy. It's since picked up in popularity and I've done enough good deeds to win back their good graces." He looked back towards Effie.

"Another speakeasy gig, then?" She looked down. Mordecai sighed.

"As your manager, I would be lying if I said I was entirely able to secure anything other than speakeasy gigs at the moment. But the difference between you and me is that some day you will move beyond the underworld." He said. "You are not Eurydice - you are Orpheus."

"...Thanks, mr. H." Effie hugged him. "I'd go to the Daisy with you, if you got rehired."

"Very well." Mordecai didn't back away from the hug. He put his arms around her. Between her and Ivy, Mordecai had managed to have a bizarre amount of surrogate daughters. The only real difference is that Ivy probably loathed him, now, after everything.

He wasn't going to mess things up this time.

[sweet-villain]

Just Listen~E.M ft S.H

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Author's Note : Lovely @eddiemunsons-missingnipple let me use her edits, credit to her for those <3

Anonymous asked:

Omg I didn't know the request are open again!!!! I was wondering could you write it were the reader is Steve's daughter and she's in college? She has a metal/rock band and Eddie goes and watches and is shocked by how talented she sings

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Your eyes scanned over the campus of the the college you were attending when the trunk of the trunk shut breaking your attention away. You heard a sigh coming from your head as he made his way over to you. Now, when you looked at your dad, no one expecting Steve Harrington to have a whole change in his looks. His arms were filled with tattoos, both sleeves done and on the back of his shoulder, he had your birthday with your footprints tattooed. He had one earring pierced and wore some eyeliner, not too heavy but just a little bit to pop his eyes out. He prefer to wear flannels more than anything with his sleeves rolled up and a black tank top underneath with a pair of black ripped jeans. It looks like he took a page out of Eddie Munson’s book. 

He put down your bags besides you. 

“ Do you have everything?” He asked placing his hands on his hips. You turned your head glancing at your father. 

“ Yes, dad” his bottom lips pouted out and his eyes grew glossy at the thought of his little girl going to college now. “ Dad” you whined. “ Don’t cry, don’t be weird” he gives you a look. 

“ I’m your dad, sunshine. I’m allowed to be weird” he says opening his arms. “ Give your dad a big hug, will you?” 

A small smile light up on your face and you walk over to him, wrapping arms around his waist as he wraps his arms around you. You never got used the fact that your dad didn’t look like this when he was younger. He wore polo shorts, no eyeliner and no thought of any tattoos whatsoever. You always thought his best friend, Eddie had a huge influence on him for his change. 

“ Hey Little Harrington!” You pulled away at the sound of your nickname, looking around for the source when your eyes landed on a pair of twins. Your face lights up when you pull away from your dad. Danny and Daisy Sinclair. The twins. Your best friends were making their way towards you with their parents behind them. 

“I’ve missed you” Daisy collided with you as she pulled you into her, while her twin sighed tapping his foot on the ground waiting for his chance knowing that Daisy always took the time to hug you. 

“ I’m here too, you know” Danny says. “ Oh Mr. Harrington, didn’t see you there” he softly laughs as he rubs the back of his neck. Steve waves him as he puts out his fist to bump it with Danny. 

Max and Lucas walk up, smiling seeing Daisy reunite with you. 

“ How was your trip?” The Sinclair’s went down to visit Lucas’s family, wanting the twins to spend time with their grandparents before they were off to college. 

“ It was good, long drive and we just got back yesterday “ Lucas says greeting Steve with a hug. Max waves her hand over to Steve never really getting to the point of hugging him. 

“ Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair” you greet them. 

“ You know you call us Max and Lucas” Max says. “ No need for that, we’re all like family here” she says. 

“ Are you ready for classes?” Steve asks Daisy as her eyes widen at the college in front of her. She turns her head confused on what was asked when Steve chuckles and repeats his question.

“ Oh defiantly! I do hope we have some free time to-“ you elbowed Daisy not wanting her to give away what you were going to do in your free time. Steve looks suspicious to her with his eyes going into slits. 

“ What?” Daisy throws you a look which your head shakes and wide eyes. You didn’t want your dad to know that you’ve been learning how to play guitar and singing from to time. It was kinda your own thing that you didn’t want your dad to be all about. He was into music, like Metallica and all but this, he didn’t need to know about it. Yet. 

“ Oh, right” Daisy nodded. “ We hope to have free time to play D&D” she quickly adds. 

You breath out a breath of relief. That was too close. 

“ D& D? Huh?” Lucas asks. “ back in the day-“ he was cut off by Danny groaning and throwing his head back. 

“ Yeah, we know dad. You used to play it with your friends and Eddie was your Dungeon Master” Danny rolled his eyes moving his hand in talking motions. 

“ Excuse you, Daniel but you don’t talk to your father like that. Apologies immediately” Max says, shaking her head at him. 

“ It’s okay” Lucas says. But Max puts a hand on his chest to stop him from talking. 

“ I’m sorry dad, that wasn’t right for me” Danny says. 

“ It’s alright, you’re forgiven” Lucas says. 

“ Ahhh! Guys!” The sweet voice yells out waving her hand, you turn your head and your smile spreads wide as Leah waves her arm above her head to catch your attention making her way with her dad, Will by her side.  But before she could come over Jacob scoops her in his arms to twirl.

“ Looks like the gang is coming together” Daisy says clapping her hands watching as Will reunites with Nancy and Jonathan. 

You glance over at your dad to see he’s been watching you.

“ What?” You mouthed to him and he shook his head that it was nothing. But you saw the look on his face. He’s getting emotional seeing that you were going off soon and he wouldn’t have the same feeling when you were home. 

“ Just won’t be the same without you at home” he says. 

“ You know you’ll be able to visit me and I’ll be coming down for the weekends?” He nods putting his hands in his front pockets of his pants. 

“ I know, sunshine” 

“ What are you all chit chatting about?” Steve turned his head seeing Rylie’s wide smiling matching the one her father always has as she gazed up at him. 

“ Good to see you too, Rylie” he pats her on her back when she throws her arms around him to pull him into a hug. Dustin and Suzie were behind her watching everyone reunite.

“ Where is Eddie?” Dustin asked. 

“ He had work” Steve says, rolling his eyes. “ Couldn’t even make it for one reunion” he adds. “ There will be more” Nancy says, looking at Steve. She didn’t like the fact that Steve whole image look has changed but she never said a. Word fearing she might lose the friendship with him. 

“ Hi” he greets her with a thin smile on his face. 

“ You know you didn’t have to pay attention to her, right?” You whispered to him, standing on your toes to whisper it into his ear. 

Your father looks down at you with his arms around you and pulls you into his side, kissing on top of your forehead. 

“ I’m going to miss you” he says, squeezing your shoulder. 

“ I’ll miss you too, dad” he pulls away to glance down at you. “ Call me if you need anything, I mean anything” he says. 

“ I will” his eyes are glossy as he can’t seem to let go that you were going away for college and the only time he wold see you is on the weekends. It just wasn’t enough time. 

“ Dad, stop” you playfully pushed him. “ I have all of them to look after me if anything” you point to your friends. “ You can trust them” he nods but doesn’t break eye contact from you.

“ I know sunshine. But you’re my little sunshine and no one messes with my little sunshine” 

“ Dad” you whined. He laughed, reaching over to pinch your cheeks. “ Look at you all grown up.” You swat his hand away, pushing him away playfully as he laughs. 

“ Alright, let the kids get going” Nancy says. She has greeted everyone else besides Steve and you. It became difficult when she found out that Steve got your mom pregnant and know he was a single dad to you. He’s been the best father to you, and there are times were he thought he should be better and you deserve better.

But you always reminded him how there were so many people in the world but he was the most single person, your dad to make you feel happy. He was your number one supporter. 

You picked up your bag to have your dad only question and list of the things you already packed to make sure you had them. Typical Steve Harrington. But he was your dad. 

“ I’ll see you this weekend” your dad nods placing a kiss on top of your head on more time and breathing in the scent of your hair which you found weird but it calmed him down therefore you never said anything. “ Okay, dad I have to go” he pulls away and lets you step back with Danny taking your stuff, helping you while Rylie takes your one hand while Daisy takes your other as the both of them run off with you towards the doors. 

Steve sighs sadly.

“ It’s only a few days and you’ll see her again” Dustin says.

“ That’s not helping, Henderson” Steve says. 

Dustin puts his hands up, “ Whatever you say punk dad” 

“ Hey! At least I’m cooler than you” Dustin raises his eyebrow. 

“ No one is cooler than I am” Dustin says. 

“ I have to go to work” Steve says. “ Don’t you have a job?” 

“ Off today, have a great day at work playing with ink and needles” Dustin shivers at the thought. 

Later that night when Steve came home from work having lots of clients today coming to get a tattoo down, he was beat sitting on the couch with his legs spread out as he turned on the tv to see what was good on there when the phone rang. It was besides him on the little table next to a lamp. His hand reached over grabbing it and putting it against his ear. 

“ Steve Harrington speaking” he says. 

“ Hi dad” he heard the sweet sound of your voice and straightened himself on the couch with a smile spreading across his face.

“ Hey there sunshine, how was your day? He asks. “ Enjoyed your classes?” You groaned at the thought of school. He laughed. 

“ Lets not talk about my boring classes, dad. You know college is school and that’s just a bore.” 

“ Well what if I wanted to hear all about it” 

“ No you don’t dad, you hated school too. As I recall from Auntie Robin, you also loved boobies a lot” 

“ What else did Auntie Robin have been telling you about?” He turn around to lay on the couch while he yawned. 

“ That you used to be such a dingus back in the day. You used to be a ladies man, and lost your charm until you met mom” He hummed, shaking his head. 

“ I’ll have to have a talk with her” he says. 

“ Do you miss mom?” You suddenly asked. Your mom when she found out she was pregnant with you, she was happy at first and then when you were born, she had a difficult time taking care of you even though your dad was helping out. It wasn’t enough for her. All she wanted to do was to go out, spend money and not have to come home to you. One day, she wrote a note to your dad telling him that she couldn’t do it and left. You were very young at the time and as you grew older, your dad told you she didn’t deserve you and he became both parent to you. 

Your dad was there for everything and you were his pride and joy. You brought him so much happiness and delight, that’s why he calls you sunshine. 

“ What brought this on?” He asks, sitting up knowing you were feeling sad by the sound of your voice. “ Is everything okay, sunshine?” 

“ Everything is okay, dad…. Just..” You sighed and he didn’t like that you were upset and he wasn’t there to comfort you. He usually would hold you in his arms, or make your favorite or the two of you would sit in silence and his presence brought you comfort. 

“ Just.. miss you..” You mumble out. 

“ Awe, sunshine. I miss you too” he says. 

“ Did you have a good day?” You wanted to change the subject and talk about anything else. “ I had a few clients today, one wanted a tattoo on his back that took me three hours to do.” 

“ Oh wow, did he likes the results?” 

“ He did, he booked another appointment with me next week for another one” Suddenly there was a knock on Steve’s door which caused Steve’s eyebrows to frown together in confusion. He wasn’t expecting anyone at this time of night. 

“ What is it, dad? You grew silent” 

“ Someone is at the door and I didn’t invite anyone” he says making his way to the door with the phone in his hands while he looks through the near window by the door to see it was Eddie standing on his porch with a six pack of beer.

“ It’s Eddie, sunshine” he says to you. 

“ Oh” you have never told your dad about this but whenever when Eddie was around, your stomach tied in knots and you became nervous, stuttering your words and barely holding eye contact. You knew how he looked like from the pictures your dad had shown you. But not in a million years you thought that you’d feel like this for your dad’s best friend. 

You heard on the other line of the phone as your dad greets him and Eddie questions who he is on the phone with. 

“ Sunshine” he says to him. Eddie’s face lights up at the mention of you and he asks for the phone. 

“ Eddie wants to talk to you, sunshine”

“ Put him on!” You excitingly asked causing your dad to chuckle. Your hear commotion before the phone was handing over to Eddie. He put the phone to his ear walking around the living room while Steve walked into the kitchen. 

“ Hi there, little Harrington” Eddie’s voice greets you. A smile grows on your face as you lay down in your bed, kicking your feet feeling like school girl talking to their crush. 

“ Hi there, Eddie” his own smile appears on his face. 

“ I’m sorry I missed sending you off to college, I can’t believe your getting older every time I get to see you” 

“ It’s okay, but you should of been there. The look on Nancy’s face and my dad’s awkward look was something” 

He chuckles and you swore you felt your heart beat race. 

“ Oh yeah? Must of been a party without me then” 

You laughed this time causing Eddie to smile wider than he already is feeling his cheeks hurting. 

“ How was work?” You questioned him. He felt really good about himself when you would ask him about his work, interested in what he does and what happens to him at work. He would tell you stories making you laugh. 

Eddie begins to tell you about what happened to him today, and how one lady pissed him off and he told her off telling her to come back tomorrow for her car when he finished it. You could listen to the sound of his voice all day if you could. 

“ Yeah, still talking to sunshine” Eddie asks. He’s talking to your dad again. 

“ Sunshine, your dad wants to talk to you now. I have to give him the phone otherwise he’ll chase me around the house like last time and I don’t have it in me today.” 

“ Someone is getting old” you chuckled. Eddie gasped putting a hand on his heart and even though you couldn’t see it, you knew he did that. He always did with his dramatics. 

“ I have you know, sunshine that I’m at the best shape of my life and I look great” 

“ Yeah, tell that to the grey hairs showing” he gasped again, scrunching up his nose.

“ Oh you’re going to get your ass handed to you when I see you” he says. 

“ Hi, sunshine. What did you say to Eddie? He’s throwing the pillows on the ground” your dad’s voice comes through the phone.

“ I told him he’s getting old” your dad laughs.

The door to your room opens and Daisy peeks her head in, “ We’re all getting something to eat. Are you coming?” She asks. 

You put a finger up telling her a moment. 

“ Hey, dad. I have to go. The others want to grab a bite to eat before bed. I’m going to join them” 

“ Okay, be safe. I love you, sunshine” 

“ Send her my love too!” You heard Eddie yell.

“ Eddie sends you his life” 

“ I heard him, sending mine back” 

“ She sends her back to you, Munson” your dad says. 

“ Great now he’s doing some dance” your dad sighs. “ The things I have to deal with while your away” 

“ Hey!” You heard Eddie shouts. 

“ I love you too, dad. Goodnight” your dad smiles turning around rolling his eyes at Eddie. 

“ Goodnight, sunshine” he says. You put the phone down turning to Daisy and running after her.

Classes have been a little hectic but every night before bed, your dad waited by the phone no matter how tired he was or how bad his way day went, he waited until your phone call that you told him goodnight. Without one, he didn’t sleep too well. The house felt so empty without you. Sometimes he’d walk into your room and sit on your bed looking around the room remembering the memories. Once or twice he’d cry into your room, wanting to call you but he didn’t want to disturb you if you had classes, was studying or you were with your friends. 

But truthfully you have been spending your free time with your friends and forming a band. Your father had no idea how musically inclined you were and how passionate you were about it. He was going to be shock of his life when you greet him with a guitar case in one of your hands. Daisy was playing bass, Rylie was on drums and Danny was on rhythm guitar and this has been a secret for some quite some time. It wasn’t until college that all have decided to want to become a band and hold this secret from their parents, especially your dad. 

You already had been writing song that you always wanted to add sound to it and when you told your friends about it, they were more than happy to help. Your dream was to make it big one day, to be on stage with your band and play sold out shows. But you were terrified to tell your dad this is what you wanted to do. You were too afraid that he’d judge you and you’d have a conflict with him resulting in losing him. 

It wasn’t until you were home for the weekends where Rylie’s parents dropped you off at him because your dad had an appointment that was too long and couldn’t not get you. Dustin had found out in the car on the way home that his daughter was playing the drums, forming a band with you and the others. Suzie sat in the passenger seat, shocked out of her life that he daughter wanted to be a rockstar one day. She had high hopes Rylie would go into computers or something along science related since Rylie loved working on computers too.

“ You’re father is in for a surprise” Dustin says looking at you through the review mirror. 

“ Did Eddie put you up to this?” He decided to ask. “ You know since he used to be in a band” He adds. You shook your head. 

“ Eddie doesn’t even know I wrote songs let along can sing” 

“ And she can really sing” Rylie points to you. “ She has such an amazing voice” she adds.

“ Thanks Riles” Rylie bumps shoulder with you and sends you a reassuring smile.

“ He’s going to call me with an ear load” Dustin mumbles. You frown looking out the window not really excited to get home for the first time in awhile. Your heart sank feeling if your dad didn’t like what you wanted to do, then you’d don’t know what to do. 

You hide the guitar underneath your bed for now, hiding it from your dad since he wasn’t home just yet. You were unpacking a few things when he pulled up to the car, you happen to look watching him race out of the car already having calling Dustin to make sure he picked you up and when he did find out that you were home, he raced to his car driving home. Here is was racing inside the house, and throwing the door open and storming up the stairs. 

The door to your bedroom opened and he stood there, his chest rising up and down and his eyes wide as he tried to catch his breathe. His eyes landed on you, sitting on the ground with your eyes looking up at him.

“ Well, what are you waiting for, sunshine?” He asked with his arms wide opened. Your smile grew wide and you gotten up from where you were sitting jumping into his arms as he caught you. He buried his nose into your hair, smelling your shampoo and hugging you tighter. 

You were home. 

You pulled away after a few mins and he let you down from his arms. 

“ Welcome home, sunshine” he say moving your hair away from your face. You never still could get used to the ink on your dad’s arms. They were filled with color and some of them he had, was the once you chose for him. He loved everyone one of them. 

“ It’s good to be home” 

“ What do you want for dinner? Do you want go out and eat or would you want me to cook?” 

“ Did you even go grocery shopping?” 

“ I did, thank you for asking” he says. “ Why don’t you-“ he was cut off when he noticed something sticking out from underneath your bed. You turned your gaze where he was looking at to see the guitar case was poking out. Your eyes grew wide in fear of him finding out.

“ It’s nothing” you side step out of his view but he walked around you to make his way further into your room. “ Dad, leave it” you mumble to him. He didn’t listen to you and reached down to grab with his hand feeling the handle as he pulled it out from underneath the bed. His eyes stared at it for awhile. 

“ When did you get this? How did you get this?” He asked. His fingers brushed over the guitar case as he opened it to see if it was real. His eyes grew wide when he saw the guitar staring back at him, looking new. 

“ Sunshine…” he didn’t hear you say anything when he looks up seeing the fear on your face and one of your hands were rubbing your arm up and down. 

“ I want to know why and when did you get this?” 

“ Awhile ago and I got it because…I’m in a band….” He leaned his head closer to hear you tell him that you were in a band, shocked what he was hearing. 

“ A band? Since when do you have time for that?” He asked, standing up. His hands on his hips while he turns to face you. 

“ Free time” you mumbled.  

“ Your in a band with who?” He softly asked. 

“ Ryle, and the twins” you picked up your head to glance at his reaction and it doesn’t look to be a happy one. 

“ Oh, I need to make some phone calls” he says walking out of your room and downstairs.

“ Dad, no. Don’t. Please” you tried to run after him. “ Rylie’s dad is okay with it” he turns around to face you and look up over at you where your standing. 

“ He’s okay with it, for god sakes. Henderson.” He sighs shaking his head.

“ Did Eddie put you up to this?” He points a finger over at you. “ if he bought you this guitar, if he even said something. I will-“ 

“ He didn’t dad, this was what I want” 

“ No” he shook his head. “ You’re not doing this” he says. 

“ That’s not your decision” 

“ You’re going to go to college, and you’re going to finish and get a degree. This music is nothing! I didn’t raise you like this!” He shouts. Your eyes grow wide hearing him shout for the first time in years. 

“ You’re my child, and I’m the one who’s paying for you to go to classes. To study. Not strum your fingers on a guitar with a band. Oh I’ll be calling the Henderson’s and Sinclairs” 

“ Screw you!” You shouted stomping your way to the door. 

“ Where are you going?” He asked following you to the door. 

“ Get back in the house” he says watching you throw open the door and storm out. He tries to say something else when you already walking down the path away from the house. He pinches the bridge of his nose and grips the door with his hand. He was going to give you time to cool off. You will be back. 

You don’t know how long you have been out walking but a car drives past you and stops, they back up to where you were walking and their window rolls down. 

“ Where you off too, sunshine?” The voice causes you to stop in your tracks and turn to face him. 

“ What are you doing here, Eddie?” He turns down the volume of his music and you notice the grease on his cheek. He must of been finished with work now and was driving home.

“ Finished work, sunshine” he says. “ Your turn” 

“ Just taking a walk” you shrugged. 

“ Does your dad know your out this late?” He asked. You remained silent with your lips in a thin line. Eddie hums and reaches over the passenger side, opening the door.

“ Get in, I’ll take you home” he says. 

“ Eddie, I’m fine” you mumble, crossing your arms over your chest as you shake your head. 

“ Get in, please. It’s cold and your house isn’t even near this area. I’m sure your dad is worried about you” 

You chuckled at that but got into his car, closing the door to face him. He had his hair pulled back into a messy bun. But it was super low and some strands of hair were falling out of it. Some of his hair was a little grey but it looked good on him and he had beard the needed shaping. His eyes had bags underneath tried from sleepless nights and working late. 

He had on overalls with a black tank top underneath with his arms covered in grease and sweat. The overall had some oil stains on it and one of the buttons on the overall were hanging on. He had pockets on them which you saw his handkerchief peeking out meaning he probably wore it on his head before taking it off at some point. 

Eddie has been driving while you were looking at him and he didn’t mind that you were looking at him. 

“ You look like you were lost in your head over there. Wanna talk about what’s bothering you?” He asked. 

“ No” you shook your head. You didn’t want to bring Eddie into this whole thing, he had enough on his plate. Plus sitting in the passenger side made you nervous. You had this thing for him that won’t go away and if your dad found out, then you’d never see Eddie again. 

“ It’s not good to keep it inside of you” Eddie makes a turn down the street to your house and he slows down. 

You sigh, “ I know but don’t worry about it.” 

He parks the car and looks over at you. 

“ I always worry about a pretty thing like you” he says, winking at you. You thought you were seeing things when he winked at you. Did he? You were to sure because you looked liked a deer in headlights staring at him. He laughed at your reaction, loving it. 

Eddie had his own thing for you and it was complicated because he didn’t want your dad to find out. If your dad found out, then he’d never see you again.

“ I’m just a phone call away, sunshine. Don’t be a stranger” 

“ Thank you for the ride” he nods, winking at you again while your cheeks heat up when you open the door and step out of the car. Your dad was sitting on the steps as he stared at you getting out of the car. 

Eddie drives away when your dad stands up to greet you but he’s quick to talk about something else. 

“ Is this what we’re doing? Walking away and turning to older men for help?” He asked. 

“ I was getting some air and Eddie drove me home after he saw me walking home” you tried to walk past your dad to go to your room when he stops you. 

“ You know I only want the best for you” 

“ I know” your back is to him because your still hurt about the way he reacted earlier. 

“ You’re growing up, going to college and now you want to pursue music as a career? Why didn’t you talk to me about this before?” 

“ Because I knew you’d react like this and you don’t understand, dad” 

“ What don’t I understand, sunshine?” 

You turn to face him, “ I found myself in music, dad. It helps me write the story I want to share with the world one day.” 

“ You really want to do this?” 

“ I do” you nod. 

He sighs, “ Come here” he opens his arms for you to step into. He brings you into his arms once you make your way to him and hugs you. You hug him back with worry in your mind that he’s still mad at you and will take your guitar away from you.

“ As long as you keep up with your classes, study and do good in school then you can do this” you removed your head away from his chest to look at him with happy wide eyes. 

“ Really?” He nods watching the happiness light up on your face.

“ Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you” you squeeze him while he chuckles. “ You’re the best dad ever.” 

After that night, your father became very supportive of how passionate you were about music. You’d even show him some of the lyrics you wrote down and when he watched you perform in the garage with the twins and Rylie, he was head banging his head and rocking out sitting on the couch that was there. 

In his eyes he never imagined something like this coming from you and here you were surprising him, making him proud. 

“ She’s in what?” Eddie asked, spitting out his coffee staring at Steve with his eyes wide open. Steve nodded his head, grabbing a candy from the tray in the office. He was visiting Eddie at work while Eddie was on his break. 

“ She’s in a band, she sings and plays guitar” 

Eddie was shocked to hear this. You have never brought up to him when he was around that you were interested in playing guitar. He still played guitar here and there, and here he was thinking he could of taught you how to play. He would have spend more time with you, showing you how to move your fingers on the guitar and explaining it to you. He wanted to see it for himself. 

“ I don’t believe you”  

“ They have a small gig in the bar across town, come to the show and see for yourself” 

“ I might” 

“ Everyone will be there” Steve adds. 

Eddie didn’t believe that you were a singer or the fact that you hide this secret so well from him, he was a little hurt too that you were hiding this from him. He had told you back in the day that he used to be in a band, Corroded Coffin and he used to sing and play guitar. He still does. But it’s not the same. 

“ I thought you really were the one who influenced her to start singing and playing the guitar” Steve says to him. 

Eddie shook his head, “ I’m surprised as you are.” 

“ You didn’t buy her the guitar?” Steve wanted to make sure. 

“ I didn’t, I’ve been working. You know this” Steve nods his head. 

When it was time to come to your gig with Steve, his eyes grew wide seeing you in a leather jacket, fishnets and big boots and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you even when you laughed at something that Danny had said. 

His nose scrunched up seeing the way Danny’s arm was around you and his fist clenched by his side seeing you giggling. He couldn’t help what he was feeling as he stared. 

“ Quit staring at my kid, Munson” Steve says. 

“ I wasn’t staring” Eddie says, “ I was glaring at the way Danny had his arm around our sunshine” he motions to Danny’s arm. Steve looked towards where Eddie was pointed an hummed, he wasn’t happy either. 

“ Well, Well, Well if it isn’t the rockstars” Eddie greeted Rylie, you and the twins. 

“ Eddie!” They all shouted while you smiled over to him.

“ Good to see you, Eddie” Robin greeted him while Steve pointed a finger at her. “ I need to talk to you later, Robs” 

Robin looked around and pointed to herself like if he was really talking to her. 

“ What did I do?” She asked. 

“ Later” Steve says. 

“ When are you going on?” Your dad asks you. “ Oh shoot, we have to get on stage” you took the twins hands while Rylie shook her head with a sigh following you along.

“ Good luck, sunshine!” Your dad shouted while Eddie chuckled. 

“ What’s so funny, Munson?” 

“ You, it’s weird to see you like this looking like that” he pointed toward Steve outfit which was a black flannel and a black tank top with black pants and boots on his feet. Steve had quite a few chains on him, and he had a bit of eyeliner with a little eyeshadow added today. Not black. 

His earring was longer today and the tips of his hair had color in it. 

“ Oh shut up” Steve says. Your band was about to be announced and you took a deep breath in and out.

“ Would you relax? You look like your about to throw up” Rylie said. You glared at her while she looked at you confused until she connected the dots. 

“ Oh my god, no” she shook her head. “ No, no” 

“ What?” Danny asked. “ What’s going on?” Daisy asked. 

“ Our little Harrington has a thing for Eddie, don’t you?” 

Your eyebrows knitted as you shook your head. 

“ What? What are you talking about? That’s just crazy talk” 

“ You do!” Daisy shouted. 

“ Jeez, calm down” you motion with your hand for her to lower her voice. Your cheeks tinted red. 

“ She totally does” Danny says. “ You’re dad is going to have a heart attack” 

You smacked Danny in the chest. 

“ Shut up, we’re about to go on” 

When your band was announced you went out last to introduce yourself, then Danny, then Daisy and last introduce Rylie and talk about your band a bit.  Your eyes lock with your dad’s who threw you a thumbs up with a small nod. Your eyes dropped over to Eddie who winked at, rose his glass in his hands and you took a deep breath hearing the music start. 

You felt like you were on a cloud and drifting away when you leaned closer and sang. Your voice was soft and so magical that you had the crowd gasp. You can see your dad’s eyes gloss over in happiness and his hand come up to his mouth in shock hearing your voice. You held your guitar in your hands, strumming with the rest of the band to the song you were trying to sing out. You were trying to tell your story through the song you were performing with your band. 

The meaning behind held so many thing and one of them was the way you felt about Eddie. His eyes locked on you the whole time even when Steve whispered down to him how proud he was of you. 

Eddie’s eyes shined underneath the light as he listened to the lyrics and he was in awe of you. 

When you finished the song, you were hopping off the stage for a moment to get yourself together and have some water. 

“ I’m so proud of you” you hear your father’s voice from behind you. You turn to glance at him as he had tear streaming down his cheeks. “ You are such a light, my sunshine” 

“ I love you, dad”

He made his way over to you and pressed a kiss on your head. 

“ I love you too, sunshine. I believe your needed up on stage” he motions toward the stage. Your eyes grew wide hearing the next song starting and raced to the microphone locking eyes with Eddie once again as soon as you stood there, ready to sing. This time the lyrics spoke to Eddie like no other words did. This song made his heart race and he knew right there that you were talking about him. 

The song was based on hope, holding onto that hope and dreaming one day to next to the person you wanted most. 

He set his glass down on the table and moved through the crowd that he go up in front to hear it better and to look at you like you were the only thing that mattered to him. 

You can tell there is hope in his own eyes. There is light and there is happiness there too. For you. 

Your heart raced knowing these were the only looks the two of you could share for now. Since your dad was in the same building as you two. After your set was over, everyone thought you were amazing, you took some time to yourself away from everyone to let it sink that your father was proud of you, you sure your music with some people and one of the songs was about Eddie who listened. 

“ I thought I might find you here” you heard from behind you. You didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. 

“ Here I am” you mumbled leaning against the wall with your back to it. 

“ You have such a beautiful voice, and don’t get me started on the guitar” he says making you laugh. “ And there is that sound too” he pointed out, meaning your laugh. 

“ What about it?” 

“ It’s my favorite sound” he says. Your breath hitches and eyes grow wide and you step up to the railing to put your hands on it to not have him look at you. You couldn’t face him like this. Not now. 

“ I heard you loud in clear” he is talking about the song that you performed. A warm hand lands on top of yours and you look down seeing seeing his ring clad hand there. 

“ The feeling is mutual, sunshine. But for now, it’s our little secret” he says, his lips brushing against your ear. His lips land on the softness of your cheek. 

“ Come find me later” he says, removing his hand away from on top of yours and heading inside. This was a dangerous game to play. But you were more than happy to play, even keep this secret from your dad and friends. 

There is excitement in you at the thought of being Eddie’s little secret and he was yours. 

You couldn’t wait to find him later.