#my guy really just wanted to be able to play guitar!!! I’m so happy for him

[carbon--14]

game director john johanas confirmed that chai is disabled!

[heartsaturn]

“i feel so high school , every time i look at you” - lh43

luke hughes x fem!reader

summary: reader decides to surprise luke by singing a song that she wrote about him at her concert in michigan

warnings: suggestive comment (?? not really but kind of), intended lowercase, takes place during the offseason, not proofread cus i don’f have the time for that

a/n: so i cut some parts of the song that repeated out because i didn’t want to make the fic too long, this probably sucks so i’m sorry about that

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“good evening detroit!” you exclaim into your microphone after the opening act of your concert. things were moving smoothly and everything was set in place for you to surprise your boyfriend. the deafening cheers of the crowd are chanted right back at you and they are the only thing you are able to focus on.

“are we having a good night so far?” you ask. again, the crowd responds positively by screaming back in reply. despite being on tour for a few shows now, you will never be able to get over the amazing aura of every crowd. every single night feels like a fever dream and you are so happy to be living in it. this is truly the life that you have been dreaming of.

“so, we are at the point in the show where i usually play acoustic songs with my guitar, however, i have a little something special planned for you all tonight,” you announce to the crowd as the thunder of their voices does not stop, but increases.

meanwhile, luke is confused. you usually like to run things by him or tell him about changes that you want to make in your shows and music. he isn’t offended by the change. still, he is wondering if he might have done something wrong. luke’s puzzled expression must be obvious because jack and quinn seem to have caught on to the fact that luke has no idea what is happening. luke’s brothers decided to tag along when luke mentioned that he would be going to your concert tonight. they know you quite well now and went because they wanted to support you. mostly to poke fun at their younger brother though. quinn catches on to what is happening first. he notices luke’s uncertain expression and puts the pieces together that you are either mad at him or surprising him. quinn assumes and hopes that it is the latter.

“as a lot of you probably know, my lovely boyfriend went to college in michigan,” you start to explain. luke then starts to realize what is happening and immediately feels excitement course through his veins. he has never had someone make such an amazing gesture of love for him before, so the feeling is new and very welcome.

“and i wanted to display my love for luke. so, this is my new song called so high school which is out right now,” you say abruptly, making everyone in the stadium go completely insane. the lights shine bright at your face as you begin to sing.

i feel so high school every time i look at you

it is one of you and luke’s rarely shared days off. usually, when these days occur, you guys plan a date or do something special with each other. this time you just decided to relax and be in each other’s company. you and luke have yet to get out of bed, despite waking up thirty minutes ago.

‘i love you,” luke says softly before gently kissing your forehead.

“i love you too, luke,” you reply, a warm smile peeking through on your tired face, “this feels so natural. us, i mean. i know it may sound cheesy, but i feel so stupidly in love with you. it’s like puppy love,” you say with a small laugh at your own cheesiness.

“that is definitely cheesy, but cute. and i feel the same way by the way,” luke says in reply, joining your soft laughter. moments like these are short-lived but they are some of your favorite moments with luke. the purity and authenticity of the words being shared just feels perfect.

and i wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you

“please stop staring at my brother and just go up to him,” jack says, taking you out of your trance. you had been looking at luke for an embarrassingly long time apparently. if it was long enough for jack to notice, it was too long.

“mind your business,” you mutter, becoming slightly embarrassed at the fact that you had been caught staring at your boyfriend by his brother.

“i don’t understand why you’re not just going up to him. you’re literally dating him,” jack says.

“i’m admiring from afar,” you reply. your words make jack visibly cringe and then walk away. he says something about going to get a drink, but it was clearly an excuse to get away from your lovesick stares at his brother.

suddenly, you and luke make eye contact. luke sees you and a smile smile spreads across his face. and then a smile on your own face. neither of you go up to the other though, choosing to just stand and stare instead. the small interaction ends because luke is pulled into another conversation in a matter of seconds. one thing shown is that your love for this boy is undeniable.

and in a blink of a crinkling eye

i'm sinking, our fingers entwined

cheeks pink in the twinkling lights

tell me 'bout the first time you saw me

i'll drink what you think, and I'm high

from smoking your jokes all damn night

the brink of a wrinkle in time

bittersweet sixteen suddenly

date nights are always amazing. especially when you are dating your favorite person. you and luke decided to have a date night. neither of you wanted to plan anything too fancy so you both agreed on stargazing. it’s a cliche date but it never fails to be romantic.

“you know, i’ve loved you since the moment i saw you,” luke chimes up randomly.

“oh really?” you say with a small chuckle.

“yeah, i thought you were the prettiest person i’d ever seen since the moment i laid my eyes on you. i still think that to this day,” luke says. he is getting sleepy and the grogginess in his voice proves that. luke isn’t usually so romantic. sure, he has always been romantic with his gestures, which prove that he loves you and will do romantic things for you. he just doesn’t usually say things so romantic. luke is a man of many words, he likes to talk. but it’s rare that uses his words to properly convey the emotions that he is feeling, simply because he is a slightly awkward person.

so, luke’s words pleasantly surprise you.

“you really think that?” you ask softly, your heart practically melting at the sweetness of your boyfriend in the pale moonlight.

“of course i do,” luke replies, as if his words were the most nonchalant thing ever.

this is when you found out that luke liked you for way longer than you thought he did.

i'm watching american pie with you on a saturday night

your friends are around, so be quiet

i'm trying to stifle my sighs

'cause I feel so high school every time I look at you

but look at you

a lot of the time, the new jersey devils don’t have enough time to hang out as a group. there is a party every once in a while, but other than that, hangouts are pretty seldom.

somehow, a lot of the team was available one night and the wags were able to organize a movie and game night with the players and their partners. it wasn’t anything big but it was what was able to be done.

luke isn’t very fond of his current situation. he loves his teammates and he loves spending time with them. he just loves his girlfriend more. all he wanted was some alone time with his girlfriend, especially because you both have very busy schedules. but luke is now stuck on the couch of one of his teammates’ living rooms next to his girlfriend, forced to be quiet while watching a movie that he can't remember the name of.

“do you know what’s happening? i haven’t really been paying attention,” luke whispers to you after he decides that he’s had enough of pretending to be invested in the movie.

“me neither,” you say, letting out a small laugh that sounds more like a huff.

“i’m bored,” luke speaks once more.

“don’t you want to spend time with your teammates?”

“this is barely spending time with them. no one is even interacting,”

“at least we’re all together,”

“i want to be together with my girlfriend,” luke whispers in a whiny tone. at that, he notices the death glares from some people around him who are actually watching the movie and decides to shut his mouth. you can’t help but giggle at the slightly flustered look on luke’s face after he realizes that people could here him.

you two ended up disrupting the movie night, but at least it was more enjoyable that way. well, for you and luke it was.

are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me?

it's just a game, but really

i'm bettin' on all three for us two

get my car door, isn't that sweet?

then pull me to the back seat

no one's ever had me, not like you

“you know the game marry, kiss, or kill?” you ask luke randomly while laying on his chest.

“yeah..?” luke answers, confused by the randomness of your question.

“would you marry, kiss, or kill me?” you ask. the question seems silly but the look on your face tells luke that you are being one hundred percent serious.

“all three,” luke answers simply.

“you’d kill me?”

“sometimes i want to, but i was hoping it would be in the way of you dying from my love,” luke teases.

you let out a soft laugh at luke’s answer. after a few moments of just being in his arms, you eventually drift away into a calm slumber. luke stares at you for a few minutes. it wasn’t meant to be creepy in any way. luke just genuinely could not take his eyes off of you.

truth, dare, spin bottles

you know how to ball, I know aristotle

brand new, full throttle

touch me while your bros play grand theft auto

it's true, swear, scout's honor

you knew what you wanted and, boy, you got her

brand new, full throttle

you already know, babe

“you guys are such hockey bros,” you snort. you are sitting with luke and all of his friends. they are playing video games and arguing about stupid things. this is a frequent thing for them but you don’t usually hang around for it. you wanted to spend time with luke today though and you had nothing better to do. hearing them argue is entertaining anyway.

“yeah, you guys complain about your classes and then it’s stupid things like the history of hockey or something,” ethan’s girlfriend agrees.

“i swear all they know is hockey sometimes,” you say, continuing to tease the boys.

“you guys do know that we’re right here, right?” luke scoffs jokingly.

“that’s the whole point,” you say with a smug grin on your face. luke rolls his eyes playfully at your sass. the conversation dies down not too much later and the boys go back to playing their video game. luke’s hand finds it’s way to your thigh and kneads at the soft skin. you find the action slightly amusing but you let him have his fun. that is, until someone else notices.

“stop groping your girlfriend in front of us, dude!”

i feel so high school, every time that i look at you

as the song ends, the crowd’s whoops and hollers only grow stronger than they were before. you cannot see luke at all but you can only imagine his reaction.

whatever you imagined luke’s reaction to be, his actual one is much better. he is starstruck, not sure if he should say something to his brothers about the song or if he should just stand there admiring you and the fact that you wrote a song about him.

“dude, she wrote a song about you,” quinn says after a short time of quietness from all three of the brothers.

“i have no clue how she sees anything in you though,” jack adds.

“me neither,” luke murmurs.

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word count: 2020

[brights-place]

Hi, could I request a Riff x quiet shy reader?

Like, someone who has a passion for rock like Riff but is too shy to display their talent, but Riff loves them anyway despite their shyness (in fact he finds it cute)

(It can be fluff or Nsfw)

Riff X Introvert! S/O

Pairings: Riff X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, FOR MY FELLOW INTROVERTS!

A/N: Riff is so underrated like PLEASE! look at him he is so VGASJNVHWEHNB anyways I hope you enjoy this one I’m like contemplating my life choices lmaooo

- You and Riff were an iconic pair riff being sleezy and the mellow guy yet still being a little mischievous while you were relaxed, calm and didn't really have that much energy like other rock trolls! - How wrong was everyone! especially riff who thouht you were boring and not really a rock troll - but when he saw the passion you had while playing 'I am a poser' on your guitar he was wide eyed and enjoyed seeing you jam out - You were more introverted and riff would always be the one to speak up and have an arm around your shoulder or waist lazily - literally loves how shy you are but is also flustered at how badass you look when playing your instruments - He loves jamming out with you together as he enjoys seeing that wicked smile on your face as you do the rock n roll sign at the end of every song cheering about how good it was to be able to rock out with riff -Riff knew that even though you don't feel comfortable expressing aaround others that your always happy to just be around with yoru fellow rock trolls quietly headbanging scared that you would scare the other rock trolls - Riff loves to cuddle with you when they're alone and would smooch your cheek

- Only YOU! can wear his beanie and take it off of his face when your alone he enjoys it and would kiss you - Riff likes to tease you but always in a lighthearted way.

- Riff often seeks out your opinion and values your input in some situations because your his partner and wants to know how you would feel about what he does - Riff and you are always finding new bands to listen to and discovering new songs together to jam out too

- Riff loves that you have your very own little record collection full of both of your favorite albums

- Riff tries to help you get better with your social skills and be able to rock out with the others - After awhile though riff showed you how to get better at opening up - when barb and carol walked in on you headbanging and shouting the lyrics to a song riff was smiling that you were acutally rocking out happily - Thing is though riff didn't tell you he brought them over and the fact barb was so excited to see this side of you hell even carol was so happy! - Riff loves your small habit of asking him to drum to random songs you have heard while listening to music together

- Riff always encourages you to practice guitar and helps you with music theory and techniques well the techniques he was given by barb when he first tried to play guitar but failed and instead chose drums

- Both of you are always making your own music together jamming on guitar and drums and coming up with new tunes together happily

- When riff convinced you to jam out in public spaces and preform so he was happy that you accepted that idea after a while of contemplating you both occasionally perform at small live shows or open mic nights and are always have a great time and get a great reception

- He enjoys being with you no matter what and would like to help you be more open so when he succeeds he cheers to himself

reblogs + comments are appreciated ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

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[incorrectbmthquotes]

Okay so I love bmth (NEX GEN AHHHHHHHHHHHH (it’s also my blog name =3)) but I only really know Oli. He’s awesome but I don’t know that much about the other band members so idk. Idek what im asking for. Rundown maybe? Idfk.

OH FUCK YES!!!!!!

I will try to make this as cohesive as possible, so bare with me

Okay, since you already know Oli, I’ll start with our silly, silly rhythm section first:

Matt Nicholls: Matt (he also goes by Mat too) is their drummer, pictured here with Oli and Tom (Oli’s little brother & BMTH’s old drum tech)

Matt is the funniest guy ever. He and Oli used to get CRAZY drunk together during the early days of bmth and since Sempiternal the two mellowed out but they’re still silly I promise. He used to be a huge aficionado for smoking weed but I’ll be honest he either just doesn’t talk about it anymore or doesn’t smoke anymore :-(… his most iconic moment: in Lads On Tour he was super drunk in the back of the bus and their friend Stokesy and Tom are asking him to retell a story about him stealing a forklift from a venue and driving it around (because Lee their guitarist dared him to 😭) and he made the mistake of saying “I driv’d it about” and it’s the funniest thing ever 😭😭😭 he also has pissed in the tour bus fridge by drunkenly mistaking it for the bathroom (on his birthday no less) and I love him. Agent of chaos this man is <3 OH ALSO!!! he has ADHD which is what got him into drumming in the first place and he’s so funny because in the earlier days of their band during conversations he didn’t want to have he would either walk away or just start playing drums really loud 😭

Matt Kean: Matt Kean is their bassist and is pictured here with Matt, for all intensive purposes I refer to him as Vegan because that’s his nickname to differentiate him from the other Matt in their band xD

Vegan, funniest fellow ever. He’s so quiet but god I love him. He’s so silly. His nickname is Vegan because his name is also Matt, but when he met the other guys their differentiation was that Vegan was…vegan and Matt was not (Matt was briefly vegan in the early 2000s but I believe he gave it up lmao). He is legitimately so so so underrated. When he first started playing shows with the band he used to play backwards with his back facing everyone to hide the huge smile he’d have while playing because he’d always wanted to be in a band and play music with people and he was just so overjoyed to be able to do that but it didn’t fit with their image to be happy and giddy so he’d hide it 😭😭😭 to me he’s like. Quiet guy with very little words but everything he DOES say in interviews does not miss. Funny as fuck for no reason. I love him forever. ALSO he has 2 cats named Koi and Kikui(? I’m saying this off the top of my head so it might be misspelled sorry) and they’re soooo cuteeee….i love u Mr Kean <3

Lee Malia: Lee is their guitarist! Here he is pictured with Vegan :3

Lee is so cute and also super super underrated!! He’s a crazy good guitarist and BMTH would not be the band it is without his insane playing…Lee’s super funny, he and Oli have been friends since they were kids and they used to go out to watch Jurassic Park in theaters together as kids 😭😭, he’s super super shy so he doesn’t say much on camera, but he’s so silly!! In Lads on Tour he side eyes Oli for trying to kiss Vegan and it’s fucking hilarious 😭, he also gets approached by a fan that doesn’t speak English and they mistakenly call his playing terrible instead of terrific and he gets so sad he’s like awh :( and lights up when the fan corrects himself ehehehe…Lee is so cute, I feel so bad I don’t know too much fun little facts about him in comparison to everyone else but I promise he’s a cutie!!!!

John Jones: JJ is their touring rhythm guitarist/ex tech (I believe he was one of their guitar techs? im not exactly sure tho xP) and has been their touring rhythm guitarist since Jona left the band in 2012, but has been with BMTH for years before that! Here he is pictured with Lee :3!

Honest to god I know the least about JJ out of everyone in BMTH, I am so sorry JJ lovers out there. All I do know is that he’s been in the band whether it’s been as their tech or as their touring guitarist for a very long time! He also is apparently super active on the BMTH subreddit, which is really cool that he interacts with the fans so much! I think he’s really cool and a very vital part of the band :-)!!! He has said before that he doesn’t particularly want to be an official member of the band, but he’s been touring with them for so long he might as well be xDD

AND NOW WE GET INTO THE EX-MEMBERS SEGMENT……WEEPS UNCONTROLLABLY

Jordan Fish: Jordan is their ex-Keyboardist/Producer, & he was in the band from 2012-2023! Here he is pictured w/ Oli and Matt :3

Jordan I miss you every day king…he was so funny and he contributed so much to the band…gah!!!! Jordan joined the band in 2012 when BMTH was looking for a different sound and found him as he was playing music for a band called Worship. He initially didn’t even wanna be in the band and just wanted to be their producer, but he got along so well with them that they were like what the fuck no be in our band you’re awesome we can’t do this music without you, so there he was. Musically, Jordan is legitimately the reason why everyone loves Sempiternal, and GOD his backup vocals on the entirety of That’s the Spirit…..god. But also, Jordan is so funny and him and Oli are like two peas in a pod. There’s one video of him completely drunk out of his mind at the Kerrang 2015 awards show and it’s the most hilarious thing ever he’s a silly drunk and was talking about the most random shit ever <3 also the making of Ludens video was so funny because they made Ludens in their hotel rooms and bc the wifi was so bad his program kept crashing and Jordan slowly became more and more insane about it every time it would crash and it was so funny 😭😭

Jona Weinhofen: Jona is their ex-rhythm guitarist! He was in the band from 2009-2012, here he is pictured with Matt, Vegan, & JJ! :3

Jona joined the band after their original guitarist Curtis left, they met him through mutual friends. Jona is Australian! He was in the band I Killed the Prom Queen before BMTH, and once he joined BMTH there was no going back !! God, musically Jona-era BMTH holds a very special place in my heart simply because of how well Jona and Lee worked together with their playing, and with Jona’s backup vocals on their songs as well! Jona is straight-edge and vegan, which is pretty cool!! Also, that last picture of him with JJ is him fitting in a baby harness, that is all <3

Curtis Ward: Curtis was their ex-rhythm/lead guitarist before Jona! He was in the band from the beginning in 2004 and left mid-tour in 2009, here he is pictured with Vegan :D

Honest to god, Curtis is also super underrated. Essentially, BMTH formed with Oli, Matt, Lee, Vegan, and Curtis. They made music and wanted to tour the world together and made all these promises to each other that they’d be a band no matter what. But then they started touring and Curtis started getting homesick, and started missing his girlfriend and all that stuff. And mid-tour after they were still celebrating the release of Suicide Season, Curtis just decided to leave the band. They all got really pissed off and all yelled at each other and so Oli started writing angry ass lyrics about him, which ended up becoming ‘Blacklist’ later on lool…after BMTH im not too sure what he got up to, I do know that he took up modeling! He’s a silly little emo boy that shredded on guitar and formed a great band but then left said band because touring got the best of him and he deserves so much better than the shit Oli and Matt gave him during TIAH-era bmth <3

And that is all!!! I hope that this answered some questions for you <333

Go forth and watch many BMTH interviews if you would like to learn more about them!!!!

But remember, always skip the first few seconds of Lads on Tour !!!!

[kinokoshoujoart]

scribbled down a relationship chart for the forgotten valley bros to collect my thoughts after snooping into their dialogue files, because i’m crazy over the barebones scraps of tiny interactions between them that we are given they’re a neat group of lads and i want to see them in lots of wacky situations together

rambling explanation and screenshots under the cut. spoilers for dialogue

gordy and gustafa are bffs and i love them!!!!!

they have mutual respect for each other… gustafa clearly admires and understands gordy’s art, and gordy seems to view gustafa as his closest confidant, he even gets you and Gustafa the new kitchen if you enter chapter 2 without being able to “afford” it yourself

they only really mention each other and don’t have anything to say about the other two boys

no one has anything bad to say about gustafa, which is exactly how it should be. blessed bard. it’s extra sweet to me that he’s the most well-liked bachelor both in and out of the game given one of the npc gossip lines your son can tell you— he grew up without many friends (in the original game the secret was that he was bullied). he deserves all the happiness in the world

matt opinions

matt shares his Opinions (slander) on gordy and rock specifically if you show him your kid with them, but has no slander for gustafa… his line for gustafa is instead just copied from what he says about the bachelorettes’ kids. so i count that as a gustafa win

i had to stretch to find any mention of gustafa by matt, the closest thing is that he comments that he doesn’t usually go to the starlight concert

i want gustafa and matt to interact!!! i want gustafa to give matt a tomato when he’s being gruff like he did with nami (matt: “th-thank you…..*blush* i already have ten billion of these”) matt also has lines about farm work being easier when you’ve got music accompanying you if you show him a record so i’ll count that as a very flimsy positive connection (matt IS friendly with gavin, due to frequenting the bluebird café, but is a bit reticent to make friends on his own)

rock opinions and social diseases

rock is extremely excited about hearing gustafa play music and calls him a wizard at the guitar and says he never gets tired of hearing him play. he also likes wandering over to gustafa’s yurt and listening to his music along with tei on market days (his most normal bachelor to bachelor interaction)

the only guy who gets no positive comment from rock is matt, instead rock goes to town roasting him in his fourth heart event out of envy for a completely imaginary situation and argues that he’s worth a hundred matthew’s (source?). he also likes to go into the already crowded farmhouse at night on market days and make it even more cramped, but he usually leaves right before matt gets home

finally rock has what i can only describe as a really odd one-sided crush on gordy!! he meanders into gordy’s trailer at 12:45 AM (AM) every market day and loudly, obliviously asks why there’s so much “trash” everywhere (you’re the trash, rock!!!!!!). thankfully rock is quite literally beneath gordy’s notice, however this seems to make rock sad and he tries to come up with wacky stunts to get gordy’s attention like drawing on gordy’s face and… holding his breath? (maybe, i dunno WHERE that dialogue triggers). he has a line celebrating gordy finally noticing him, i’m not sure what causes it though (for his part, gordy has no lines referencing rock)

finally, if you show rock your kid he will tease them by bragging that he was waaaay cuter at their age… but ONLY if it’s a bachelor’s child. rock your complex is so obvious that it’s more of a simple

in summary,

rock seems to think highly of each of the guys (except matt), unfortunately this manifests in him making really odd attempts to barge into their houses at strange hours and by trying to assert dominance in annoying ways. thankfully no one really notices anything he does (except matt)

matt doesn’t generally say nice things about anyone except cecilia (which makes the nice things he says, like about nina, more meaningful…) so unsurprisingly he has nothing nice to say about any of the guys, but he doesn’t have anything negative to say about gustafa. however he seems to want friends to do stuff with (he complains about how no one in the valley wants to go swimming…..hhhgg i am desperate to force rock and matt to spend time together. a friendship where you can’t stand each other but you’re the only two people who enjoy doing the same hobby so you put your differences aside and splash around in the water) like with rock no one really seems aware of matt’s existence except rock who is Extrwmely Aware to the point of knowing about matt’s crush on ceci, but unlike rock matt is not exactly jumping at the chance to go socialize with others

gustafa and gordy are friends with each other (and also both are friends with nami) and they support each others ambitions. i have no source but i’m confident that when gustafa visits gordy he’s also bringing him water and soup (he also visits daryl so i think it’s cool and fun if gustafa drops in on the local lost-in-thought creative hermits with hydration reminders and care packages)

[specialagentlokitty]

Master chief x male!reader - what you make me feel

Hi!👋 Would you be able to write a Master Chief x male reader fic with this prompt "I'm scared to tell you how I really feel, but I think you need to know." Where the reader says it? You don't have to if you don't want to😊 Thank you very much - Anon💜

You had loved every moment of your job, you loved the friends you had made along the way, and some of the beautiful sights you had seen.

If you had to pick a certain thing you enjoyed the most, it would have to be your late night walks.

It may have sounded strange to anybody, but it wasn’t so much the fact of walking that you enjoyed, though everybody did enjoy a good walk.

It was the company you had on the walk that you enjoyed.

Tonight was no different, usually between a particular dangerous mission you would walk around, you wouldn’t be able to sleep, you’d just spend a lot of time thinking about what could happen.

“You’re very quiet tonight.”

You flicked your gaze up to the man beside you, and you smiled a little bit.

“I guess I’m just thinking. I usually do before a big mission, but I’ve never been on one with you guys before. Most of my missions are usually Spartan free.”

John nodded his head.

“You have nothing to worry about.”

“I’ll always worry before a mission. I’ll worry about my squad, you know? Like if something happened to them, and my mom if something happened to me.”

“I see. You send your mother letters every time, correct?”

You smiled brightly at him, turning around to walk backwards.

“Oh yeah, I mean I send her letters all the time but before a mission I always make sure I’ve got a letter written for her. Each time I come back I bin it and write a new one the next time.”

“What do you write in them?”

“Well, I tell her about what I’ve been up to, what I’m allowed to tell her anyway. I’ll tell her about the books I’ve read, and I’ll always remind her that I still play that song she loves on guitar so when I go home I can play it for her again.”

John nodded his head.

“Is that the song you are always playing?”

“Yeah, she fucking loves it, I don’t know why, but it makes her happy so I don’t mind it really. Oh! And she sent me some of those books you were asking for, they’ll be here next week.”

“Tell her I said thank you. I will return them when I’m finished.”

You laughed and shook your head.

“No, John, they’re yours. You can keep them, she got them for you. And a sweater since it’s coming up to winter, she actually sent all the Spartans one so you won’t get cold.”

John rose a questions brow at you, placing his hand on your shoulder so he could guide you around the corner before he let go.

“She’s a little old woman John, let her have this.”

“Well tell her thank you.”

You beamed brightly at him, turning back around so you could carry on looking where you were walking.

“Do you ever get nervous before a mission?” You asked.

“No, why would I?”

“I guess it’s just that thought knowing that we could die at any given point. I mean I know we can anyway, but know I could die out there it’s kind of scary.”

“Why do you keep going?”

“For my mom, for the dream I had as a little boy to explore space.”

John nodded his head, glancing down at you.

“May I ask you something?” He asked.

“Yeah, go ahead.”

“I would like to join you for your holidays again this year, is that okay? I found last year to be rather interesting, I would like to see that again.”

You grinned brightly.

“Yeah, of course.”

“Thank you, will I have to wear that paper hat again?”

“My mom loves the whole Christmas aesthetic, you’re definitely going to be wearing the paper hate and an ugly Christmas sweater which will be the most uncomfortable fabric you’ve ever worn.”

He nodded his head.

“What did you write in your letter for your mother this year?”

“Well, I told her about some projects I’ve been working on, again about that song she loves, I also told her about my pay rise, and the fact I’ve fallen in love with somebody, since she asks every single time we speak.”

“Oh?”

You smiled a little to yourself.

“Yeah, I’ve not said anything yet though. I don’t know if it’s too soon, so I thought I’d wait until after the mission, then say something.”

“Would it not make more sense to say something beforehand?”

“Maybe, but I don’t want the worry of what this person will while I’m out there, I can’t be distracted.”

You stopped by the door of your quarters, and you grinned up at him.

“Anyways, I’m going to try sleep. Later John.”

“Goodnight.”

John made his way back down the hallway while you went to try and get some sleep before the mission.

In the morning you pulled your uniform on, made sure to leave the letter neatly on your desk in case anything happened to you.

Pulling your helmet on you joined your squad to get the mission started.

Everything seemed to be going well, so far you had all managed to stick to your schedule, everything going as planned.

Of course that’s when things had to go wrong, the Coventry got the jump on you.

You all began taking heavy fire, and you were hiding behind some buildings, barking out orders to your squad while John was doing the same thing next to you.

“Focus on the evacuation, we’ll handle the Coventry.” He said.

You nodded your head, patting your hand on the stomach of his armour.

“Be safe.”

With that, you jogged away behind some buildings to help your people evacuate the citizens to the safe zone so they could be taken away.

You had already taken a couple of trips when you heard the cries from some people stuck in a building.

Looking around, you found the small back door had been covered by fallen debris and you rushed over, trying to pry them apart but you couldn’t.

You pressed the comm on your vest.

“I need one of the Spartans, Cortana send my location to them.”

You carried on trying to get the large rock aside, and a minute later there was somebody next to you to help.

John easily moved the rock aside, and you ushered everybody away to a few of your squad.

“I’ll check inside.”

“Be quick.” John said.

You nodded, making your way inside, gun raised as you carried on looking through the rooms one by one.

The ground shook a little and you paused, then you carried on going, and it shook a lot more.

“Let’s go!” John called.

“On my way!”

You jogged back down the stairs, back towards the back door where John was waiting for you, and another tremble shook the ground, this time knocking you over, cracks filled the walls, and before you could roll over there was debris falling everywhere.

“(Y/N)!”

John ran inside, debris bouncing off his armour.

He crouched over you, and you breathed shakily.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

You slowly nodded your head, and you brushed some of the dust from your face.

“I think I just saw my life flash before my eyes…”

The trembling finally stopped and he slowly stood up, carefully not to drop any of the debris on you.

John held his hand out, and you let him help pull you up.

“We need to go.”

“Yeah, let’s move.” You replied.

Both of you made your way out, and you looked around before making your way to the safe zone.

“You know, I think I realised something back there…” you mumbled.

John glanced down at you, then back to where he was looking.

“What’s that?” He asked.

You made sure you comma were turned off, gesturing for him to do the same thing which he did.

"I'm scared to tell you how I really feel, but I think you need to know."

John froze for a second before he carried on walking.

“I love you, I get you might not know anything about that, or what to do or say or whatever and that’s cool, you don’t have to know. I.. I just thought I should put it out there.” You said quietly.

John didn’t reply, and you sighed a little bit.

“Evacuation is complete, let’s go, now.” John ordered.

Everybody filed into their respective aircraft’s, and you did the same thing, standing at the doors as they went up.

You stumbled back a little bit.

“Cap, you good?” Someone asked.

You nodded your head, and you went to run your hand up and down your side, when you stopped, finding that your uniform was soaked.

You pulled your hand away, seeing the red on your skin.

“Oh for shit sake..”

You stumbled back again, two of your men catching you, and they lowered you to the ground slowly putting pressure on your wound.

“There’s some metal in there.” One of the guys said.

“We’ll do that we can until we’re back, just hang in there cap.” The other said quietly.

You slowly nodded your head, trying to focus on your breathing and not the pain that was slowly washing over you.

Your men did whatever they could there and then, they took your vest off, cut your shirt, they tried to get a better view of the wound but it wasn’t safe to remove the metal.

Instead, then focused on packing the wound to trying and stop you from bleeding out, trying to keep you awake, but you were slowly fading.

They didn’t know much blood you had lost.

“He’s got internal bleeding, we need to go, now!” One of them snapped.

“We’re nearly there!” Another called.

One of the guys gently slapped your face, and you groaned a little, turning your head away from him.

“Come on cap, I know you’ve got a little more fight in you.” He said.

You mumbled something he couldn’t understand, and he wiped the blood from the corner of your mouth on his sleeve.

“We’re gonna get you home and you’ll be alright…”

The aircraft landed, and a team of medics were waiting nearby, as well as the Spartans who were waiting to take over to take the civilians somewhere safe.

Your squad helped you on to a stretcher, and the medics rushed you down with your squad following close behind.

John was walking back with the admiral when he saw the stretcher rushing past, and he caught a glimpse of your face before you were rushed away.

“You’ll be of no use while he is in surgery.” The admiral said, “take them to the agreed upon location then come back.”

John slowly nodded his head, pulling his helmet back on, a sense of urgency in his step as he rushed to aircraft.

He needed to get there and back as soon as possible, he was beating himself up over it, how hadn’t he noticed? How did he miss that? How did cortana miss that?

He felt responsible for the condition you were in, maybe if he was quicker, maybe if he’d noticed sooner he could’ve done something about it, he could’ve helped you

[luvhughes43]

diamond girl | jamie drysdale x reader 

Summary: jamie surprises reader with learning one of her favourite songs on the guitar<3

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Yours and jamies schedules finally lined up and you two were able to spend an evening together. So it was no surprise you found yourself sitting on his roof watching the sunset. Your head was resting against his shoulder, and you had never felt happier than in that moment.

“I’ve got a surprise for you,” jamie mumbled as he pulled away from you. “Just give me one second and i'll be right back” he got up and climbed back inside his house. 

A few minutes later he climbed back out onto the roof with his guitar in hand. You couldn’t help the grin that made its way onto your face as you saw him sit with his guitar on his lap. You knew he had been practicing by the texts trevor would send you telling you to make him shut up. Trevor hadnt minded his playing, but the singing… apparently it was awful.  “What are you doing?” you giggled as jamie started to strum on his guitar. He reached over and grabbed your hand, placing a soft kiss on your wrist. He smiled back at you as he let go of your hand. “You’ll see” he replied, and the soft look on his face made you want to reach over and kiss him for real.

He began playing the intro to diamond girl by seals and crofts, and you swore you could die happy right that instant. The sun reflecting off his face, plus the fact that he was playing your guys song… you couldn't believe you could be this in love with a person.

Diamond girl

You sure do shine

Glad I found you

Glad you're mine

You and jamie had met by pure coincidence. you were taking a different route to work than usual because you decided to try out some new coffee shop one of your coworkers suggested… not that it really mattered because everything was new to you. You had just moved to anaheim for your job, and you were completely lost. Lucky for you though, you weren't at all nervous to approach a random man on the street to ask for directions.

“Excuse me!” you said cheerfully as you walked up to a cute dark headed boy. “Do you by any chance know how I can get to Sinclair street from here? I’m totally lost and my GPS won’t sync to my location” 

“Yeah of course” jamie replied, looking down at the google maps you had opened on your phone. He told you which streets you should take, and even helped you fix your GPS. 

Before you set off for work though, you made sure to get his number.

Oh, my love, you’re like a precious stone

Part of earth where heaven has rained on

Makes no difference where you are

Day or nighttime, you’re a shinin’ star

Since that day, you and jamie had spent plenty of days and nights together. You would go watch his home games, and he’d go to every movie you’d want to see in theatres. Your friendship had quickly turned to something a little bit more, and before you knew it you were whispering your i love yous. 

How could i shine without you

When its about you that i am?

Diamond girl

Roamin’ wild

Such a rare thing

Radiant child

jamie would always go on about how he loved your care free nature. You were always ready to try new things and to cheer him on whenever his team lost. He needed you and you needed him. 

I could never find another one like you

Part of me is deep down inside you

And can’t you feel the whole world is turnin’?

We are real, and we are burnin’, hey

I love you jamie whispered one evening as you two laid in his bed. You turned up to look at him, the sun shining in his face caused butterflies to float in your stomach.

"I love you too jamie". You both couldn’t contain your smiles as you stared into each other eyes, quickly leaning into each other so you could trail soft kisses all over jamie's face.

Diamond girl, now that i’ve found you

Well, its about you that i am

Diamond girl

You sure do shine

Diamond girl

You sure do shine

"jamie..." you felt like crying. you couldn't believe he would learn how to play an sing on of your favourite songs. jamie wore a proud smile on his face, and his eyes where shinning with love and adoration.

"i've been practicing for awhile and i just-" he started but you were quick to cut him off with a passionate kiss.

"i love you so so much jamie" you said while holding his face in-between your hands.

jamie.drysdale

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jamie.drysdale: My diamond girl❤️❤️

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y/nuser: i'm so in love with you it's crazy

jamie.drysdale: i love you so much❤️

trevorzegras: uhhh what about me?

y/nuser: im his diamond girl! youre his himbo know your place !

trevorzegras: wow… i just learnt A LOT about you.

jamie.drysdale: she didnt mean it baby come back to bed❤️

fan01: damn… so hes taken taken

fan02: WHEN IS IT MY TURN OMG!!

trevorzegras: sooo that's what all your practicing was for… a little serenade on the roof! It should've been for me😪💔

jamie.drysdale: next time i'll serenade u dont worry darling❤️

trevorzegras: yaba daba doooo🥶👽

y/nuser

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y/nuser: he learnt how to play a song for me😭💗

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jamie.drysdale: and i’d learn a hundred more❤️

y/nuser: ohmygod im giggling so hard rn🤭💗

bestiegirl: i need a jamie

trevorzegras: …sooo🤣🙏

y/nuser: trevor u literally don't know how to play the guitar

bestiegirl: yeah trevy get on jamies level🙅‍♀️

trevorzegras: gross🤮🤮

fan03: i need him so bad this is ridiculous. 

[vacate-et-scire]

Hey There! Thank you so much for doing the match up and I hope you had an amazing Christmas! <3

Personality: Very talkative, friendly and sarcastic (once you get to know me XD). I’m also very weird and quirky towards people initially.I’m sadly misjudged a lot for being quiet since I don’t open up very easily. I enjoy talking to new people but opening up is difficult since I’m worried that I’ll be judged harshly. I’m someone that will put a 100% into the friendship even if the other person reciprocates at least 10% but the moment they don’t do that I completely stop putting in any effort. I’ll always put in the effort to stay in touch if they do at least one thing to show that they care about us.

Hobbies: I like to workout and I used to do track back to school. I love playing sports and I’m always down to playing any of them! I’ve got a twin who plays sports so I always make sure to duel him lmao. I also enjoy gaming and playing the guitar since music calms me down. I hope to be able to play and compose music one day but I’m happy with what I’m capable of now as well. I also like to bake and have a huge sweet tooth and love to bake for other people. I used to be into drawing but haven’t had much time lately. My dream job is being a voice actor since it’s something I think is meant for me so I hope I can pursuit that

ideal type: I like a guy that can express his emotions openly . Someone that isn’t afraid to cry when they’re sad for example. I like guys that are also good listener and guys that genuinely have good intentions for the people around them. I prefer if they’re introverted because I’m not god with dealing with other extroverts but an am ambivert would be alright too

Favourite character: I really like Chigiri, Hiori and Bachira a lot. They’re all on different spectrums but there’s just something about those boys that makes me wanna root for them. I don’t necessarily want to be matched with my faves so anyone you think is fit is alright <3

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! I hope you have a fabulous day!

Your Blue Lock Matchup: Bachira Meguru

Bachira is a really good fit for you, not perfect but good. Given your talkative, friendly, and quirky nature, he’ll be totally comfortable with your openness and 'weirdness' even if anything you really do won't seem weird to him. Bachira is goofy and playful, he would make sure to create a fun and low-pressure environment for you to gradually open up. He’s the kind of person who won’t rush you into anything but will do his best to make you feel safe in expressing yourself.

You’ve mentioned that you enjoy talking to new people, but opening up is difficult due to fears of judgment—Bachira is the type who won’t judge you, no matter what. He’s all about letting people be their authentic selves, and his energy is infectious in the best way. He’ll encourage you to share your feelings and thoughts with him, but never push you if you’re not ready. His caring nature means that he’ll stick around and offer support, just like how you’re always there for others, even if they only give a little back.

Your love for sports is something Bachira would totally vibe with! He’s a competitive player who thrives on challenges, and he’d love to play anything with you—he's constantly imagining the fun you two could have. He would also enjoy seeing how dedicated you are to fitness and would probably offer you to work out together. And given your musical interests, Bachira’s playful attitude would mesh well with your passions. I have said it once and will say it again, the boy was raised by an artist and appreciates a creative mind.

As for the emotional side, Bachira is actually pretty good at expressing his feelings. He’s open, honest, and knows how to be vulnerable, maybe a bit too much but that's okay, he’d appreciate someone like you who values emotional openness and wouldn’t be afraid to cry when sad. He’d also be the kind of person who listens to you when you need it, making sure you feel heard and understood. His easygoing nature helps keep things light, and he would do his best to make sure that you feel comfortable being yourself around him. And with his sensitive and caring side, he’d be able to offer the right balance between playful fun and emotional support when needed.

He's a bit of a people pleaser when he's latched onto you, so he's overly willing to make you comfortable with how he acts. Bachira is often characterized as being overly bubbly and a major extrovert and while he is extroverted at times with the people he enjoys I think a lot of people overlook the fact he's just happy and ruin his depth. He can be loud, and he can be bubbly but as a partner Bachira can just be himself, he can also be quiet and happy, happy that you are with him.

[bornonthesavage]

Tell Me "Don't", So I Can Crawl Back In Part 9

Part 8  AO3

That week at school, Steve was glad that things seemed relatively normal. Saturday had been great, a total success in his books, even if it had taken a slight detour into a territory he hadn’t planned to explore. The truth was, if he hadn’t been high, he probably wouldn’t have offered to jack Eddie off. It wasn’t that he had a problem with it. It was just… Their friendship was so new, and he still didn’t really know where Eddie’s boundaries were. Because sure, he and Tommy had done it plenty, but that was different. They’d known each other for years.

There had been a pretty big chance that it could have blown up right in his face. It was just that when Eddie had mentioned being a virgin, a fact Steve still couldn’t fully believe, his stoned brain hadn’t been able to stop thinking about how sad it was that nobody had ever touched Eddie before. Eddie was so sweet and funny, he deserved to feel good. Even if that was just with the help of a friend. And Steve wasn’t going to lie, it had felt pretty damn amazing for him as well.

He'd received plenty of hand jobs from girls, and a few from Tommy, but it had felt way different with Eddie. His hands had been a little rough with callouses, probably from playing the guitar, and the rings had added a sensation he’d never felt before. It had been rough and firm and a little erratic. To be honest, Steve hadn’t really been able to stop thinking about it. But he wasn’t going to bring it up again, not unless Eddie did. He didn’t want his new friend to think he was using him.

All week at school, Steve had looked for any sign that Eddie was uncomfortable. But he seemed fine. Maybe Steve caught him staring a little more, but that was just what Eddie did. He stared and smiled and flirted with everyone. It was just who he was.

“So, my advice worked?” Dustin asked on Thursday afternoon, after Steve had picked him up from the arcade.

Steve grinned. “Yeah, it did! I actually think I’m killing it with this whole friendship thing. Eddie seemed to have fun on Saturday.”

Dustin hummed as he ripped open a pack of Red Vines. “What did you guys do?”

“Oh, you know, just normal friend stuff. We watched some movies, ordered in pizza, had a few beers.” He obviously left out the other, less appropriate, things.

“Ok, cool, so you’ve initiated phase two. Now for phase three.”

Steve scrunched up his nose. “Wait, there are phases? Since when?”

Dustin rolled his eyes. “Since now. Keep up Steve. Phase one was you hanging out with him and his other friends. Phase two was you two hanging out on your own at your house. Now you two need to go out somewhere to complete the bonding.”

“Jesus, dude, I don’t think it’s that serious. Besides, we are going out this Saturday. We’re going to the drive-in.”

Dustin hummed again.

Steve narrowed his eyes, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. “What was that? Why are you humming? Are you judging my plan?”

“No, no, not judging,” he said, holding up his hands. “It’s just, is that all you two are going to do? Watch movies? That doesn’t seem very conductive to getting closer as friends. You guys have to like, talk and shit, if you want to really bond.”

“I guess that makes sense,” Steve muttered. “But we already made these plans. I can’t just change them now.”

“Well yeah, don’t change your plans. Just, think about next time. Do something with him that’s a little more… interactive. Something you would both like.”

Steve huffed. He’d been trying to think of other places to go, but so far he’d been coming up with a blank. Most girls he took out were perfectly happy with dinner and a movie. But it made sense, if he was trying to take this deeper than surface level.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll come up with something.”

He dropped Dustin off at home, waving at Claudia through the passenger window, before heading home. The house was dark when he pulled into the driveway, as per usual. There was nobody waiting at home for him. He hoped Dustin appreciated how lucky he was to have a mom like Claudia.

Once inside, he climbed the stairs with heavy feet. It was only a little after eight thirty, but he’d had a long day. He’d begun going on runs each morning before school, waking up at five thirty to jog a mile and a half around the neighborhood. Part of it was because he figured if he was going to wake up that early, he may as well do something with his time. More often than not, he was awoken by nightmares that left him screaming. The demo-dogs, chasing him and the kids through the tunnels, were a popular horror show his brain seemed to enjoy replaying. Only in his nightmares, there was never an escape. Just endless grey caverns and the snarls of monster behind them. So, yeah, the running helped.

He ripped off his shirt as soon as he got to his room and dropped onto his bed, wiggling out of his jeans as he got comfortable.  The room was cool, edging just a little into cold, so he pulled the comforter up and wrapped it around his shoulders. Sleep came quickly.

The first thing Steve became aware of was that he was in a bed. It didn’t appear to be his bed, though, as he looked around the room. But that wasn’t important. What was important was that there was a hand on his chest, slowly tracing a path down to his stomach. A warm mouth pressed a kiss to his hip, making Steve jerk. Ah, so that’s what was happening. He slid his own hand down to run his fingers through a mop of brown curls.

“That feels nice, baby,” Steve murmured.

The other person hummed; the sound deeper than Steve had expected. They looked up to meet Steve’s eye, and a jolt of something raced through him. It wasn’t a girl at all. It was Eddie. Eddie, who smirked up at him as he sunk his teeth into the flesh of Steve’s thigh, making him gasp.

In the back of Steve’s mind, he knew he should be freaking out about this. That this wasn’t something he normally did. But all he was able to feel in that moment was unbelievably horny. So what if he’d never done this before? This just felt right. And hey, Eddie wasn’t freaking out. Steve might as well go along with it.

“Eddie,” he said, hist voice coming out raspy. “That feels good.”

Eddie grinned, showing off his dimples. Cute, his mind supplied. “That’s how it’s supposed to feel, Stevie. Are you going to be a good boy for me?”

He might have been embarrassed by the sound he let out at that if he wasn’t already so turned on. “Yeah, Eds, I’ll be so good. I promise. Just, please, touch me.”

“I am touching you.”

Steve whined. “More. I want more.”

“Mm, so needy. Someone might think you were the virgin here.”

Ah, that’s right. Eddie was a virgin. Steve should be doing more, something to make this a good first experience for Eddie. But he didn’t seem capable of moving any more than the slow writhing he was currently doing.

“Eddie, come-come up here. Please, let me see you.”

The other boy ignored his pleading, instead continuing his press slow kisses onto Steve’s stomach and legs.

“No, Eddie, please. Come here. Please, please let me—

“Kiss you.”

Steve awoke to his own voice, needy even in sleep. It took a moment for the heavy fog of sleep to ease from his brain, for him to realize that he’d been dreaming. It took another few seconds for the confusion and embarrassment to settle in. He’d just had a sex dream about Eddie. He had wanted to kiss Eddie. The ghost sensation of Eddie’s lips on his skin, of his large hand on his chest, made warmth flood Steve’s face. Huh.

It wasn’t like he’d never had a sex dream about a friend before. It was pretty normal, actually. Hell, he’d even had one about Jonathan once. But usually, they were vague. In his dreams, he had never begged another man to kiss him. Never felt a burning need to make it good for them, to show them that he could make it good.

Maybe it was because he knew now that Eddie was a virgin. Maybe it, like, engaged the protective part of his brain. Now, his psyche was trying to tell him that because he cared about Eddie, he wanted his first time to be good. It made sense, he supposed. He’d always been a little bit vain. Who better to show Eddie a good time than himself? Which, yeah, that was something he was never going to admit out loud. Hand jobs were one thing. But sex with another guy? Yeah, that wasn’t something he’d ever thought about before. He couldn’t let Eddie know. He would totally freak out and never want to hang out with him again. So, right. No making this weird. He could do that. He could be so normal.

  Eddie stared into the endless swirling vortex that was his cereal and contemplated how he’d gotten to this point in his life. He might not be a genius, but for the most part he considered himself to be a pretty savvy and intelligent person. Apparently not, seeing as he was allowing a goddamn straight boy to ruin his life. It was fucking embarrassing.

All week, he’d had to pretend like everything was super chill and normal. Meanwhile, in his brain, he’d been slowly spiraling into a chaotic mess. Because Steve was just so chill. On Monday, he’d waltzed right up to Eddie like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. And hell, maybe for Steve, nothing had. Because apparently, Steve got off with all his buddies! And now, somehow someway, that included Eddie. As if Steve hadn’t been the first boy to ever touch him like that.

And the worst thing? Eddie could not. Stop. Thinking about it. Every night he laid in bed and remembered the way Steve’s hand had felt wrapped around his cock, the way he’d stroked so confidently. The way he’d looked, with his mouth partially open and those big pretty eyes half hooded with what looked like desire. But fuck, maybe that was just Steve’s ‘getting off’ face. It was absolutely maddening. And Eddie shouldn’t want it to happen again. He should tell Steve that he wasn’t interested in doing those things with him. You know, like a liar.

But that was probably the right thing to do. Because clearly, he wasn’t capable of doing things in half measures. Maybe if he wasn’t a needy, clingy, pathetic mess, he could allow himself to have something like this. For some people, this was probably the best of both worlds! He could be friends with Steve, hang-out and have a good time, and then get off whenever he wanted. But Eddie knew himself. He was going to want more. He always wanted more. And with Steve, that was goddamn inevitable.

And yet, like the fool that he was, Eddie knew he wouldn’t say no if Steve offered again. No, if Steve looked at him with those big pretty eyes, he would fold like a fucking lawn chair. Because, and he could not iterate this enough, he couldn’t stop thinking about it. Shit, he’d already had two wet dreams, with Steve as the main star, in the last week alone. So, yeah. Basically he was screwed.

“Fuck!” he screamed, his voice echoing around the small space of the trailer’s kitchen.

Wayne jolted from where he’d been reclined in front of the tv, a hand flying to his chest. What a drama queen. “Jesus Christ, boy! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “If I haven’t given you one yet, I think you’ll be okay.”

“I swear to god,” Wayne mumbled, shaking his head. “You’ve taken a full decade off my life expectancy.”

“Oh please, you know I keep you young.”

Wayne huffed, finally seeming to calm down. “What are you shouting about anyways?”

At the reminder, Eddie dropped his face onto the table with a heavy thunk. “Steve Harrington.”

“Harrington?” Wayne asked, his tone turning concerned. “Is he bothering you? I know his daddy is a real piece of work, so I can’t imagine the boy’s much better.”

Eddie let out a high pitched laugh and dragged his face off the table. “You’d think so, right? I know I sure did! But no, Steve just so happens to be an absolute sweetheart of a person! Like, he’s actually nice. And he babysits a bunch of middle school nerds! For free! And he compliments my band and sits with me at lunch and gives me rides. He’s nearly fucking perfect!”

Wayne furrowed his brow. “And that’s… a bad thing?”

“It’s a terrible thing!” Eddie shouted, leaping from his chair. By now, his cereal had gone soft and mushy, so he carried the bowl over to the sink. “Because now I have this stupid crush on this stupid straight boy. Although, trust me, I have some doubts about that, because let’s just say some of his activities are decidedly more on the homosexual side. But what am I supposed to do about that, huh? I can’t just go up to him and be like ‘Hey Steve, have you maybe considered that you might actually like dick? Hmm?’.”

Eddie walked to the sofa and dropped onto it without stopping his rant. “And even if he was a little bit queer, who’s to say he would like me? Because if his type is anywhere in the ballpark of Nancy Wheeler, then there’s no chance at all that he would ever like me. I’m literally her opposite! Steve would probably be into someone like, I don’t know, Jason Carver. Which, ew, god, I can’t believe I even said that. But still! The point stands! So now, I just have to live with my pathic, hopeless crush until I die.”

He ended by flopping an arm over his face. For several seconds, Wayne said nothing. This was pretty normal, for one of Eddie’s tirades. Mostly he didn’t need a response, just a captive audience for him share the many woes that made up his life. But eventually, Wayne hummed.

“Sounds like you’ve gotta decide whether you’ll be happier with him in your life as just your friend and nothing else, or without him at all.”

Eddie scrunched up his face, refusing to look at his uncle. “It’s not that simple. Besides a couple of middle schoolers, I’m pretty much the only friend he has now.”

“And if he suddenly gained some other friends and you didn’t feel beholden to him? Would you choose to cut him out then?”

God damnit. God fucking damn Wayne’s stupid logic! Because, yeah, the answer was no. He wouldn’t cut Steve off, not now. The last few weeks had been eye opening, and on top of his ridiculous infatuation, Eddie just really liked being around Steve. He added something to their group that they’d been missing, something fresh.

He groaned, loudly. “But what am I supposed to do?”

“Well,” Wayne said, “If you want the boy in your life, and you don’t think there’s any hope of there ever being more, then you’re going to have to try and put those feelings aside. Treat him like your friend first, and your crush second.”

Yeah, alright, that made sense. It didn’t mean Eddie had to like it! It was fully within his rights to mope as much as he wanted when he was in the privacy of his own home. Although, that didn’t leave him much time, seeing as Steve would be coming over to the trailer tonight so they could go to the drive-in. Which, if asked, seemed like a date thing to Eddie. But hey, it wasn’t like he was an expert or anything.

And what was worse, Steve wanted Eddie to dress him up in his clothes! How was he supposed to survive that? Every time Eddie pictured Steve in any of his clothes, the temperature in the room crept up to an uncomfortable level.

Regardless, Eddie spent an outrageous amount of time picking out the perfect outfit. He went through every shirt, every pair of jeans, ever belt. By the time he’d come to a final decision, Steve was due to arrive within twenty minutes. That gave Eddie barely enough time to rush through a shower, throw on a band shirt and jeans, and blow dry his hair. When a knock sounded at the front door just three minutes after six, Eddie had barely gotten his hair into a low bun. With a steadying breath, he yanked open the front door.

Steve stood on the steps, his face tilted up and a small smile on his lips. God, he was so pretty. He rocked back on his heels and tucked his hands into his pockets as he looked over Eddie.

“Welcome, Sir Steven, to my humble dwellings.”

Continue reading the the full chapter on AO3

[hobbyarchivist]

Daughters of Eve 2023 Interview

I'm excited to say I've had the honor of interviewing the 1960's girl band 'The Daughters of Eve'! I was able to speak with three of the members of the former group, Marsha (guitarist, keyboardist and co-vocalist), Andrea (bassist), and Debi (drummer). You may have heard their viral hit 'Hey Lover' or seen pictures of them back in the day circulating the web. Without further ado, the interview:

What was it like being in an all-girl band back in the 1960’s? You’ve mentioned before you felt like a novelty.

MARSHA: We definitely knew that there wasn’t anyone like us. We were always advertised as an all-girl band and people were pretty much in awe that girls could play music. Once we were playing, we knew we were good. I think all of us were of the same mind to wanna play electric guitars, play in a band and play as good or better than some of the guy bands.

ANDREA: We weren’t like ‘Yeah, we’re girls, we’re gonna do this!” We were just musicians.

What was it like being in the Daughters of Eve so young, as teenagers?

DEBI: It was really fantastic. It was the happiest time of my life. I love music. It’s like when kids get into sports, they start really young and by the time they’re in high school, they’ve worked out all the bugs. When you play an instrument with a group of people and a sound the people like, it builds endorphins in your body. It’s almost like a high. You’ll see pictures were I’m totally excited about playing. I always have been. It was a wonderful time.

MARSHA: To be so young and to be able to do that, I think it was really good for us. The only downside is that maybe I would have engaged more in more social situations in school. I was a cheerleader and we had this big game of the year. Because they chose our band to play at the dance afterwards, I had to chose ‘Am I gonna do the cheerleading or play in the band?’, and I chose band. I felt really torn, but I knew I wanted to play, I didn’t want to give that up.

ANDREA: There’s no hanging out with your friends, no having a date, there was no going to junior or senior prom. Forget that, I had to work those nights! It’s really not a normal life that’s just enhanced by this fun opportunity to be on the road.

How did DOE shape you?

DEBI: I was a very shy, insecure teenager because I was so short and everyone seemed so big to me. But, when I was playing drums I was sitting down; there was no size. It gave me a sense of security and confidence in myself. It shaped me to this day.

MARSHA: What I know about brain development is when you’re playing music, there’s a lot of neural connections that are made. And it really does help you in other areas, whether it is academics or anything else. It’s a tremendous opportunity to create all those creative neurons. I think it’s good.

ANDREA: After being in the band and traveling, there was no normal anymore. I had a hard time relating to people my age. I had been on the road and they were just coming out of their sheltered lives. At this point in my life, what’s kind of fun, is knowing I’m one of the only grandmas who’s had the history I’ve had.

How did you feel about ‘Hey Lover’ going viral?

ANDREA: A few years ago, my grandson calls me up, ‘Grandma, you’re not gonna believe this — one of the songs from your band went viral on TikTok!’ And my first question was ‘What’s TikTok?’ (Laughs) The popularity and hearing from people and getting fan letters, I’m just amused that it’s out of the blue. There’s a little part of me that’s a tiny bit irritated that the four of us original Daughters of Eve, who are all four still alive, are not getting a penny of any of the Spotify or iTunes or Youtube or anything.

MARSHA: It’s kind of surreal. I was very surprised, but very happy and honored that the younger generation is still listening to our songs and that they really like our music. It’s interesting that almost 55 years later the music is becoming popular again. I think it’s wonderful.

DEBI: Im happy that they like our music. I get all kinds of emails everyday, or through Youtube. Even people I work with are happy for me. It’s probably how Paul McCartney felt after The Beatles broke up, being happy that people still have interest in the music. Thats how I feel. They still like it, still want to hear it, and Im happy about it.

What’s next?

ANDREA: I think we might talk about how we can put up some ‘Youtubes’ or make a DOE fan-page that’s from us. In other words, be a little more in control about what’s on the internet.

MARSHA: We’re talking about a lot of things that we might get started.

DEBI: We’d like to see some compensation eventually, maybe that will happen. It wouldn’t really matter financially, but it would be nice to know that we could be compensated rather than people just making money off of our songs. It’s never over until it’s over, right? I hope that we make an impression to other girls who want to be in bands. The positive nature of this, it’s a relationship, a friendship, a sisterhood.

Thanks for reading!

(This interview has been greatly edited down, so come back to see more snippets to be posted later!)

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[fleamontsoleil]

Hello people!

I'm a guy who fell in love with stories at a young age, and decided to make their life about them.

I’m a genderqueer, bisexual mess born on april 15th, which makes me:

an aries

using they/he pronouns,

coming from poland, 

speak polish, english and basic german, spanish, french and danish, which means i can wish you a happy birthday and order coffee, and also talk about the weather and describe my outfit, but i will not get into the depths of quantum physics. 

i’m also autistic.

more info lower!

Other random things about me:

i love writing

lemons, ginger, cinnamon, pears, pasta

i have a sweet tooth

i’m getting back into drawing and watercolour painting

i love flowers, my favourite one being a carnation

i’m basically 24/7 in headphones, music always on

i like learning new languages (if you haven’t figured that out yet)

i enjoy reading, watching movies and tv shows

i can play on ukulele and i’m getting better at guitar and bass

i love stickers and pins

kinda obsessed with angels and religious symbolism while being an atheist, idk how i did that

i can trauma dump without realising, sorry for that

i love sticking things to my walls

and also telling stories

travelling

coffee

chocolate

green

robin williams

On this blog, I reblog/post things related to writing and relatable things I see. Sometimes share a snippet of my writing or freak about an idea I'm having. I’m thinking about separating this side blog into two, one for fanfic (this one), and one for my original work (with my pen name) but idk. Maybe when I have more time.

What do I write?

I write mostly fiction and fantasy, usually gory.

I write things that are inspired by things I know. I have a great imagination, which sometimes is not so fun, but when I write it's really useful. I can sit in any place and make it into a story.

All my works include queer representation.

Some of my works might be graphic, but I will put trigger warnings before any of them.

My current works:

If it comes to longer WIPs, I am used to working on one/two at once, but giving it my whole attention for the time of writing. Even though I can read seven books at once, I can't write them at once.

I also write a lot of short stories, but I will not be listing them here.

"The Tangled Sun" (working title) - a fantasy novel (1st dratf) tag: wip : tts queer, pirates, magic

"Darksun" (working title) - a post apocalyptic novel(1st draft) tag: wip : darksun angels, queer, gore, horror

Fanfiction:

you can find me under cowboymorpheus on ao3

All of Us, Strangers - an AOUS deancas AU 24,095 words “How do you cope?” he asks. “With what?” “Listen?” he says, almost asks, and sticks the hand with the bottle up, one finger pointing at the ceiling. Dean doesn’t hear anything. The silence fills the entire space. “It’s so quiet,” he says, and his voice is slightly broken up, as if he’s mourning the sound that isn’t present. “The city’s out there, but we can’t hear a fucking thing.” Castiel leans even closer, as if he was about to tell Dean his deepest, darkest secret, and Dean backs away. His hand tightens on the doorknob. “I play music, but it’s worse when it ends. I even bought one of those white-noise machines. It’s like someone’s in the corner of the room, whispering about me. We can’t even open the windows, but I guess they don’t want us to jump.” he pauses for a while. “Bad for business. Broken bodies on the concrete. Who’s gonna move in then?” he asks, but he doesn’t expect an answer.

Dean Cas Big Bang fic - estimated word count 27k

on the road - WHICH IS A WORKING TITLE - estimated word count is 60k After John dies, Dean has no more reasons to be trapped in his hometown. With the encouragement of his friends and family, he hits the road, where he meets new people and learns new things about himself, finally being able to explore himself as much as he always wanted to. Not having to hide, being able to just be his own person is something he didn't know he would ever be able to do. Little does he know, it's only the beginning of the good things to happen.

stained white roses - a darkfic basically

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My other account is @cowboymorpheus. you'll probably find out some more on the intro post there. It's where I reblog and sometimes post fandom stuff, here it's just, I don't know. Writing, ao3 and the rest of random stuff like that.

That's pretty much all. Like I said, I'm open to new conversations, so don't hesitate to message me or send asks anytime. And I'm ask/tag game friendly!

Have a nice one!

[cruesuffix]

adding onto my streamer au…here’s something!

“Vince’s Gossip Corner: gossiping about the band addition!”

Vince’s room for the most part is dark, bar the pink LED lights he always uses. The man of the hour is off camera, rummaging around for a couple of things. There’s already a flood of comments coming in. It’s clear they’re all excited for another edition of Vince’s well beloved livestreams. It had been a month since Vince got himself a twitch account. The rest of the band had been pestering him to make an account.

Apparently they couldn’t call themselves the “emo hype house” if one of the members didn’t have a twitch or youtube channel. It didn’t really make much sense to him, but just to appease the guys (and get them off his back a bit) he made one. He didn’t know what to do at first, he wasn’t as good at playing video games like Mick was, and he didn’t want to just react to videos like Nikki and Tommy did. Some of the fans simply suggested he do whatever interested him. There were only two things that interested Vince: makeup and gossip.

So here he was now, combining the two in a segment he liked to call “Vince’s Gossip Corner.” He only ever streamed on Thursdays, probably because that was the only time he wasn’t busy doing other cooler things. Vince walked into the camera view, holding a bunch of makeup products in his arms. He smiled at the camera and sat down.

“Welcome losers! We’re back again for another edition of Gossip Corner! We have a lot to talk about, but before we get into that, I’d like to show you the look we’re going to be attempting today.” He greeted the audience, right before shoving his phone into the camera.

After a minute of trying to focus on his phone, a picture appeared clear as day. It was a closeup of a 1920’s film star in glam makeup. The comments erupted with skepticism, everyone was sure Vince wouldn’t be able to pull off the look.

glamkitty88: oh this is…

vincesgurl: you would EAT this look ong

poppy: you still have time to reconsider girliepop

“Ok I know this looks a bit complicated, but i could totally do it! Let’s be a bit more positive in the chat please.”

Throwing on a headband to get his bangs out of the way, Vince started by priming his face. Occasionally, in order to keep his fans engaged, he’d read out comments and answer questions.

“‘What’s Nikki doing today?’ ummm…I’m not sure…I think he said something about washing Mick’s hair on stream later today? I have no idea why though, I’ll probably pop into his stream later and see.” He answered a viewers question. It only fuels silly comments about those two.

“Guys wow, you gotta stop this!” He says in between giggles. “You guys are so weird!” He referred to a nikkimick shippers comments.

“Ok, ok, anyways…today I wanted to just be silly and gossip a bit with you guys, but this time I wanna talk about the band! I never talk about them on my streams, and I think they think they’re safe…well they aren’t!” He announced, bringing the attention back to the topic at hand.

“They’ve been real moronic lately I’m not gonna lie to you guys…who here say Mick’s last stream? He literally fell asleep on camera! It was so funny, I’m so happy I saw it live this time.”

micksgf: dude that was so funny! i literally gifted five subs to see if my message could wake him up and nothing happened!

yoongles: wait is he doing another moldy stream this week? i always miss it! :(

guitarhxro: i’m going to ask him to play guitar when he’s like that and see what happens!

fivealive: omg i was there!! didn’t nikki have to call him just to wake him up? that was gold!

joeyxmokey: you should have seen his face when he realized he was streaming it! i screenrecorded the whole thing if anyone wants to see it!

“Guys no but like I hate when he does those streams…cause I’m never there to see them! I literally always miss them and I keep telling Tommy to record a stream for me and he never does!” Vince whined as he dabbed some foundation on his face. The shade was noticeably too light for his complexion. Nobody said anything.

“These jerks don’t even think about me! Like I wanna watch those streams and I get nothing. He’s so hilarious when he’s like that though, you guys should see what he does off camera!” Vince continued, throwing in a little tease to the fans, who reacted appropriately.

davidmustardstain: ong vince you better release the footage

mimisworld: FILM HIM

kurtnovain: bros always saying stuff like this…just film him bro it ain’t that hard!

“Anyways, anyone else hear the news about Nikki?” Vince shrugged, changing the subject.

nikkisgirl: omg what?

nikkimyboo: i think i heard something about him and vanity…pls don’t let it be true!!

publikenemy: i don’t even know if i wanna know now!

“Well, last night Nikki told me…what’s her name? Umm…the crazy little black chick he’s always hanging around?”

merrygodown: vanity!!

“Oh,” Vince laughed, squinting at the name on the screen. “Thanks merry go down, yeah Vanity…well, and you didn’t hear this from me, but Nikki told me she proposed to him last night!”

nikkisgirl: NO

nikkisgirl: SAY SIKE PLS

yoongles: oh that’s not-

321beep: i’m going to kay em ess if this is true

nikkismyboo: does that mean i have to change my name now?

micksgf: brother euuughh

guitarhxro: oh but she’s not even that cute like that’s cringe ngl

Vince laughed as he read the comments. He was so amused by all the people badmouthing Vanity. He wondered if they knew none of them ever had a chance with Nikki in the first place.

micksgf: well at least mickey poo is single

“EWWW MICKS GIRLFRIEND WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT?!” Vince erupted in laughter at the comment. He screenshot the comment to show Mick later on.

He took a chance at quickly glancing at the viewfinder. He gasped at what he saw. He was pure white.

“Guys seriously? Why did no one tell me i look like a damn ghost in here?” he exclaimed, trying to blend everything out. obviously he was still pale white. He wondered if this shade would match Mick’s skin tone. He made a mental note to try it out on him tomorrow.

Meanwhile the comments were still reeling from his previous revelation.

publikenemy: yo vince you gonna tell us the truth??

yoongles: stop deflecting ho!!

321beep: no one cares about the foundation!!

kurtnovain: gay boy what’s the deal with nikki just tell us!!

“Ok first of all, don’t call me gay boy! Second of all, i told you already, Vanity tried to propose to Nikki…and he said yes! Yep that’s right jealous bitches Nikki ain’t yours no more so go cry to ya mama and stop annoying me about it!” Vince revealed, clapping his hands.

nikkisgirl: ONG I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE

wildgirl69: what no

nikkismyboo: what if this was my thirteenth reason?

The reactions were eye roll worthy, but Vince simply went back to dabbing concealer under his eyes and over any blemishes.

“Anyways… oh guys did you know one of Tommy’s girls got him a dirt bike? It’s literally outside our house right now and i wanna ride it so bad. I’m waiting for Tommy to leave so I can take it out for a spin. Literally I’m so jealous, my girl never gets me anything.” Vince lamented.

heavensdemons: aye if you don’t want her i’ll take her :)

“nuh uh mods ban that ho! No one makes jokes about stealing my girl in front of me! Evil behaviour…didn’t your parents ever teach ya some manners? Anyways…oh you’ll never believe who was at the store the other day. Axl Rose, just at the store buying Chex Mix right in front of me! I would have never pegged him as a cereal kind of guy, he kinda looks like he just wakes up and doesn’t eat anything…like just puts on clothes and just walks out the door. Like Tommy, that guy doesn’t eat a thing! Wait…ok umm, how am i going to do these eyebrows though? skinny like an anor- wait am i allowed to make that joke?”

bestiewestie: oh vince…

nikkisgirl: not cool dude!

mimisworld: vince gon get cancelled for the fifth time this week!

guitarhxro: bro thought he cooked with that one

“No guys wait, i love all my anorexic fans! y’all are cool hope you get better or something!”

micksgf: dodged a bullet!

nikkismyboo: where’s your ukulele?!

bbgirl: apology video with tears NOW

Vince tried hard to stifle a laugh as he moved on to contour. He wasn’t really sure what he should contour since the girl in the photo didn’t seem to have any on. With a shrug, he simply put it where he always did, his nose and cheekbones. Before he could say anything else, his phone rang. Looking down, he laughed as soon as he saw the contact name.

“Guys wait, it’s Mick! I’m putting him on speaker.”

Holding the phone up to his mic, he answered it.

Vince: “What up?”

Mick: Hey man…uhhh, I think I lost my keys, can you open the door?”

Mick sounded just a bit wasted, which only amused Vince more.

Vince: “Where were you?”

Mick: “Nunya, now open the door dipshit!”

Vince: Hey you’re on speaker, be nice!”

Mick: “I’m what? Are you doing a stream?”

Vince: “Yep!”

Mick: “Oh cool.”

Mick raised his voice so the audience could hear him clearly.

Mick: “Hey, uh, if anyones getting bored by this fruity ass livestream I’m doing a stream myself soon so come over to my channel: 1313mars if you want to see me…do something I guess, I don’t know.”

Vince pulled the phone away from the mic a bit.

Vince: “Dude stop plugging your shit on my channel!”

Mick: “Can you just hurry up and get your ass over here, I’m cold as hell out here.”

Vince: “Don’t you have a jacket?”

Mick: “I didn’t bring it cause i thought it wasn’t gonna be cold.”

Vince: “Were you at Jack’s place again?”

Mick: “Yeah…I- wait I’m not trying to have a conversation with you right now, I need you to open. the. door!”

“I would…but i’m busy! Ask Nikki!” Vince cheerfully replied. He could hear Mick start to curse him out but quickly hung up on him before a word could be made out. The last thing he needed was a channel violation notice.

“I’m telling you guys from now, if he starts a Moldy Stream tonight i’m ditching you guys.” Vince announced.

gulphoe: bffr we’d leave your ass before you could!

micksgf: sorry vinnie i’m leaving as soon as i get the notif

kingtommyland: don’t do the eyebrows it’s going to make you look bad!

“Whatever you losers! Do you think Nikki let him in yet?”

mimisworld: i’ve been watching both yours and nikki’s stream and he just got up and left!

micksgf: WAIT MICKS IN NIKKIS ROOM MY BESTIE JUST SENT ME A SCREENSHOT!!

rightriot: lmaoo vince he’s tearing you up on nikki’s stream rn

kiki: he just called you a carpet muncher…you gon let that slide?

“A what? girl i’m not a lesbian what’s he talking about?”

wildgirl69: he’s beating your ass in the stream lmaoo

“What’s he saying?”

kirikiribonito: he called you gay and said he doesn’t like watching your fruity little livestreams!

Vince scoffed.

“Nobody’s forcing him to watch!”

midnightbarber: he said you look like the ghost of christmas past if it just got run over by a porsche

“GHOSTS CAN’T GET RUN OVER BY CARS!” Vince yelled out. Mick’s voice could be heard even in the background.

“THEN WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE THAT, CASPER?!”

Vince gasped, he looked at the camera as if the audience could help him.

“Motherfucker just called me Casper…I’m going to destroy all his streaming equipment, I’d like to see what he does then.”

bbgirl: you ain’t gonna do shit!!

Before he could answer, a notification popped up on Vince’s phone.

“New Notification: 1313mars started a livestream “vimce niel neds to jmp of a brdge!1!1!”

Vince squinted at the notification and grinned. His viewer count was slowly going down as everyone moved onto the “better” stream of the night. He looked up at the camera.

“Sorry losers I suddenly have something better to do now, I gotta go, but I’ll be back next Thursday…on the dot. Oh, and Mick I know you ain’t watching but I’m going to destroy you…just you wait.”

wildgirl69: he really thought he ate with that one

micksgf: CRINGE

Vince quickly turns off the stream and his camera, heading over to Mick’s stream which was barely a minute in.

[1lostsoul0fishbowl]

Definitely didn't send an ask yet for those 15 questions... So I choose Gareth! 😏

Totally only the one ask in my inbox! 😂 thanks bestieeee 💕 here ya go…

1. Are you named after anyone?

I think my parents might’ve got Gareth from a book called Give Your Kid A Welsh Name Americans Will Actually Be Able To Pronounce… honestly I have no idea where that came from. Middle name Alwyn is after my granddad.

2. When’s the last time you cried?

Do we really have to go there? Wouldn’t you rather know about my favorite pizza toppings? (Pepperoni and pineapple.)

Alright Janie says I should be honest, so the last time I cried was three days ago, I dreamed that she was back in Hawkins Lab and they maybe-accidentally-maybe-deliberately drowned her in that stupid fucking tank of theirs, and I woke up bawling like a stupid baby. There. Happy? Can we go back to talking about pizza now?

3. Any kids?

Nope. Maybe someday, waayyyy in the future, but not now.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

Yeah, it’s actually a pretty bad habit of mine. My big mouth has gotten me in trouble more than once.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

What they’re wearing. I don’t judge them for it, I just notice it. Especially if it looks like a band shirt.

6. What’s your eye color?

Janie likes to call it “cornflower” (because she’s just goddamn adorable) but it’s just ordinary blue.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

I kinda like both. I don’t mind being scared by movies because I know the bad guys don’t usually win.

8. Any special talents?

Just music I guess. I play drums and piano. Eddie’s trying to teach me guitar but it’s pretty slow going.

9. Where were you born?

Bala Cynwyd, PA. My family moved to Hawkins when I was three.

10. What are your hobbies?

Playing music, dungeons and dragons, writing crappy songs and poems, drawing, and helping Janie look for cool rocks to add to her collection.

11. Do you have any pets?

No, I want a cat but my dad’s allergic.

12. Any sports you play?

Um… between fifth grade and tenth grade I played this super awesome sport called Run The Hell Away From Bullies. Sooo much fun.

13. How tall are you?

NOT TALL ENOUGH, OKAY???

14. What’s your favorite subject?

In high school it was English. It’s harder to pick now that I’m in college— I’m studying to be a music therapist and just about every class on that topic is fascinating.

15. What’s your dream job?

Honestly I’m pretty excited about the music therapy, but if I had to pick something different I’d say author. It would be pretty cool to write something as awesome as Lord of the Rings!

Losty answers as your choice of character

[bvannn]

Weekly Update March 8, 2024

I didn’t do as much as I had hoped over spring break due to still being sleep deprived, but tomorrow and the next night I should be able to catch up. I’m making a good deal of progress on stuff.

I figured out animation with Clip Studio enough to make a little gif of Romeo playing piano, to go along with his theme. I’m really happy with how it came out. That’s the biggest song I have ready, but I’m really close on another (unless I decide to get more ambitious, which I might), and I do have a smaller one scheduled to go up Tuesday. I’m feeling surprisingly good about music.

The main problem I’m having is kind of a ‘just finish it’ thing, where I’m just not motivated to go record melodies or melody parts for whatever reason. That’s what’s holding back a couple pieces now, but I’m hoping that I can do some tonight or tomorrow. I’m thinking tonight because I got hit with inspiration for another character theme melody, and I don’t want to lose it while I sleep tonight, but I’d feel bad starting in that when another character theme and some other miscellaneous pieces are also awaiting melodies and recordings. I’d like to knock a whole bunch out tonight, because theoretically they shouldn’t be that bad, the annoying part is dressing them up for use which doesn’t need to be done tonight. Im not sure if I want to tonight because I also want to draw, at a minimum I’ll record that character theme melody.

The other big music thing is a vocaloid cover of a song that I’m using to test out how vocaloid works. I got the audio back from the friend with the voicebanks, and it sounds a lot better than expected! There’s a couple things I do want to tweak, but I don’t think I’d be able to do it from within the program, it’ll probably be more me fiddling with the wav file. Idk song is going surprisingly well, shouldn’t be very complicated to round up instruments, I already got all the plugins set up it’s just a matter of recording. I’ve also managed to find a guy in my area who offers Guitar lessons for cheap, which I’ve been taking and I do think the two I’ve been to are helping. Maybe if I get really brazen I can record organic guitar instead of using a vst, since it should be mostly or entirely power chords, but it’s not the end of the world if I can’t.

I do want to figure out visuals to go with it. I was a little hesitant to really put in a big effort with it, until I heard that buying a license for cover rights is ‘not actually that expensive’. I don’t know if that means 10 or 200 bucks but worst case I can hold onto it until I’m comfortable enough to drop money if it’s really that expensive. I’d like to do a simple music video with the vocaloid character, since the original song’s video is also really simple, although I need to figure out character design. Might throw a few together and put up a poll.

I’ve been trying to get more drawing stuff done too, some miscellaneous animations mostly. I’m really trying to push myself to finish up the timings I need for my commission sheet, and honestly I’m pretty close. I feel bad because I probably will have to increase prices after all, but I’m also offering other options, which can still be cheap. I’m trying not to undercut myself for my level of work, but art commissions are so expensive that I don’t want to be overcharging either. Most of the comms I have done have come with tips, so I guess people are willing to pay a bit more than I was charging anyway, but even then I don’t want to crank the prices high just because a few people are willing to pay more. I’m charging based on time, I just need to sort out how long things take.

Final point, comic writing/thumbnailing is going well, I’m at 25.5/32. Unsure how bad editing is going to be, but I’m kinda editing as I go along so I don’t anticipate it’ll be that bad. I’m expecting to be able to actually start making pages soon. What comes next could either be a continuation or a pitch for the other story. I get more questions about the other story, so I’m tempted, but I also feel like it’s a harder sell than the first. Whatever I need to finish the first one first, and that’s what I’ll do.

I’m still messed up on sleep and flareups are also picking up pretty bad, but only in the mornings, so I bet if I get more sleep they’ll go away too. Either way I do have a consult for the next surgery to deal with that in a couple months, so I should hopefully be okay. Plan tonight is to either draw some more or record some stuff

[blurglesmurfklaine]

Stick Season (9/14)

Summary: After Finn dies, Kurt leaves everything he knows behind without a trace. His hometown, his family, his boyfriend. When his dad has a medical scare, he returns to Lima, one year after breaking Blaine’s heart with no explanation.

A non-chronological series of one shots and drabbles set in this universe

Tropes/Genres: Angst, Reconciliation, Grief, Alcoholism, Mentions of Major Character Death, Mental Health

Track 1: Northern Attitude // Day 9: Same Old Country Song

Words: 1162

Kurt has forgotten how to be a fucking human being, apparently.

He wants Blaine, loves Blaine, never stopped loving Blaine. Kurt wants him close so dearly, but can’t help except push him away. It’s infuriating.

He wants what they used to have, the waves of security that washed over Kurt whenever he was nestled safely in Blaine’s arms. He wants the laughter shared through inside jokes, like how Let’s have a Star Wars marathon actually meant Let’s dip and go make out in your room. Kurt wants everything to go back to the way it was, but that isn’t possible.

He’s not the person he used to be. There’s been efforts on his part, to get back to who he was before bitterness jaded him into the cynic he is today. He quit drinking, and though he’s fallen off the wagon a few times, it’s been nearly half a year since his last sip. A few stumbles, however, were to be expected when he didn’t really stop to better himself, but out of guilt and shame. 

If you were to put shame into a petri dish and shove it into the dark and damp crevasses of your mind, anxiety would grow on it like a deadly fungus. Everyone thinks that only depressed people turn to the bottle, but Kurt’s nerves prove otherwise. A coping mechanism is a coping mechanism even if you think you’re just a kid who gets a little too nervous in large crowds. It’s a coping mechanism when you think you’re just having fun with some friends. It’s a coping mechanism when you take a sip because you’re stressed about school, and wake up face down on your boyfriend's lawn.

It’s a coping mechanism even when you insist it isn’t.

He’s changing. He’s trying. Fuck, is he trying.

But what if it’s not enough? 

What if, after the last year, Kurt’s soul is missing the shine that was there before grief dulled it? Blaine would be foolish to want him back when he’s this broken.

If Kurt gets too close and he isn’t how Blaine remembers—how he hopes—he’d have every right to just up and walk away. Kurt can’t even forgive himself, how can he expect Blaine to forgive the old attitude he’s adopted after spending a year in the dark?

So why the hell is he here, standing out in the cold and staring at Blaine’s familiar figure, playing the guitar through the frosted windows of the Paper Tiger? 

He’s in the middle of a set, so Kurt is able to sneak in without distracting him, feeling the winter chill thaw, like just being around Blaine lights a fire in him.

He plays some cover about gay cowboys that Kurt can’t help but smile at. The crowd is a little less receptive, but not angry or outraged, which honestly is about as much progress as Kurt could have ever hoped for.

Blaine looks so happy, so in his element here. Despite what he may think, from what Kurt can see, he’s better off without him. 

He should leave. Again. Go farther this time, and maybe he won’t be such a nuisance, such an unpleasant disruption to Blaine’s healing process. What the hell is Kurt even doing here, in a bar, when he's feeling so, so anxious and there are so many people and they’re all drinking around him and god, he wishes that were him, he wishes he could just have one drink—just one, and maybe the raging fire scalding his nerves would be doused for even just a seco—

“Alright, so, I know you guys usually like my covers of the classics.”

Blaine’s voice cuts through all the noise, and for the first time in too long, the static in Kurt’s brain is silenced. 

“But, uh… I’m gonna play something original for you tonight. It’s a really special song to me. It uh, started off as an anniversary present that I never got to give, and over the past year has morphed into something totally different and unexpected but uh… You know what? I think I’ll shut up and just sing for you.”

When the audience’s laughter settles, Blaine starts plucking at his guitar’s strings, and Kurt prepares himself for the worst. Sure he’s about to bear the brunt of all the anger and confusion he’d caused in Blaine’s life. Leaving lima, then showing up at his house. Their conversation at Sam’s party, and Kurt leaving. Again. 

Kurt forces himself to stay, smothering the cowardly little voice in his mind that wants so terribly to leave. He should hear what Blaine has to say, even if it hurts.

You try covering the cracks in your walls with paint But I love staring at them so beautifully shaped Everyday I wish you’d see what I could see And your hand in mine fits so perfectly

I’ll never want a new lease I’ll never trade you in You’re the home that I want Perfectly imperfect

I’ll come home to you I’ll come home to you

Even though you’re gone I’ll leave the light on Hopefully you can see The path back to me

I’ll never want a new lease I’ll never trade you in You’re the home that I want Perfectly imperfect

I’ll come home to you I’ll come home to you

You try covering the cracks in your walls with paint But I love staring at them so beautifully shaped

It’s not what Kurt expected, and he swallows down the lump in his throat. He’ll be damned if he breaks down in the middle of a bar full of strangers.

Watching Blaine pack up his set, Kurt pulls out his phone and goes to his recents, knowing all the calls he’s been dodging from Blaine will be at the top.

“Hello?”

“Blaine?” 

On the other side of the room, Blaine freezes, and Kurt’s heart goes still. “Hi.”

“Hi…” He repeats dumbly. Because he’s an idiot. He’s forgotten how to human. Still, he hasn’t forgotten how to love Blaine. That’s something etched into his heart forever. “You at Paper Tiger?”

“Yeah, just finishing up, actually.”

“How did your set go?”

“About as well received as it can be in a town like this. No one heckled me to try and play Wonderwall, so, progress.”

Kurt can’t help but let out a small chuckle. “I really liked that last one,” He finally admits. “The one about home being a person.”

Blaine smiles, and even if there’s a trace of sadness behind it, Kurt’s heart swells. “Thanks… Full disclosure, uh, you’re the inspiration on that one.” He pauses, apparently barely processing Kurt’s words. “Wait. What do you mean you liked it?”

“Turn around.”

Blaine turns around in a flash, dropping his phone from his ear to his side and staring in awe.

Kurt swallows. “Hi… again.”

“Hi.”

“Can we talk?”

[harrisonarchive]

Hi! Something that's been on my mind for a bit is how both Bob and Tom had a lot of lovely things to say about George, but what do Jeff and Roy have to say about him? (I'm obviously talking about the Traveling Wilburys here, and it kind of bothers me that I haven't found anything from the latter two, if that makes sense)

Hi!

While there aren't that many quotes by Roy that I've been able to research (in terms of Wilbury promotional interviews, Roy sadly didn't get to do too many before he passed away so suddenly), there's a lovely little moment in one interview, from November 1988. If any additional quotes turn up, I'll of course post them (this fan page is an ongoing effort, and I'm continuously researching).

It seems like not too many interviewers have actually really asked Jeff in-depth questions about his friendship and collaborations with George; at least, in interviews I've read. But here's what I have in clippings and transcripts:

"[I was] really nervous about meeting George [at Friar Park], and he was so sweet. 'Oh, hello, Jeff, it’s really nice to meet you! Come and get in the boat.’ He says, when we start off, 'Don’t put your hands outside the boat. You’ll have to grip with yer bum.' [laughs] And that was it, so I knew immediately that he was my kind of guy. And we got on famously from then on. He went mad on collecting them, and I think he cornered the market, the world market on ukuleles. - Jeff Lynne, Living In The Material World bonus features

“George Harrison’s guitar playing is the best. He’s so accurate and so tuneful. It’s the melodic part that I admire so much, the steadiness of the vibrato. It’s almost like a classical instrument the way he plays. It’s almost like a cello, the vibrato on it. It’s just even and sweet and he just has the best tone. And when he goes up high, it’s like, ‘Woo-hoo!’ - it makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. I’m also the biggest fan of his slide playing. But one thing that did sort of surprise me is that he used his little finger to put the bottleneck on. Whenever I’d ever tried playing the bottleneck guitar, I’d always used the index finger, which is a real yabbo way of doing things it turns out. So I started using my little finger after I watched him a little while. He must’ve really worked at it because he was the most accomplished player I’ve seen at that instrument.” - Jeff Lynne, MOJO, November 2011

“George was a great guy, he made me at ease as soon as I got to know him. And I do miss him.” - Jeff Lynne, Express, March 2010

Here are two quotes posted in the past:

“George was a very funny guy, very quick-witted […]. He was nobody’s fool, he was always honest. He was just a great guy, you know? Someone who could make ideas into realities, like when we recorded his album ‘Cloud Nine.’ He formed the Traveling Wilburys — that was all George. He had the strength to do that. And we did it and had a lot of fun. Although he could do anything he wanted, what he really wanted was self-realization. ‘Look inside, that’s where the answer is’ — that was his way of looking at the world.” - Jeff Lynne, translated from Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung, November 2002 (x)

“Near the very end, as he was slipping away I’d sit beside him and play some ukulele very quietly. He’d wake and smile… I half expected him to tell me I was doing it wrong. George was passionate about the ukulele. He played it brilliantly, studied it and collected hundreds of vintage instruments. There’s not much you can do with a ukulele that doesn’t sound happy. I think that’s why he liked it.” - Jeff Lynne, ezfolk dot com, November 2002 (x)

There will also be more quotes in May, when this fan page will be celebrating the 35th anniversary of the Wilburys, so please stay tuned. :)

Thanks for asking!