#no idea what other phones are sized as LOL I just used my own phone's specs!

[dandyghest]

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[justmeinadaze]

Take It Out On Me Part 21 (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: Ok so I wanted to do kinda like a Scream like thing but didn't realize until I started writing this out that I'm limited by the technology of the 80s lol But I made it work with what I had lol I hope you enjoy.

There is a 2 year time jump from the last chapter.

Warnings: Daddy Steve/ Sir Eddie & Sub Fem Plus Size Reader; SMUT, of the rougher variety, they are roleplaying and she asks them to be this way and scare her, spitting, choking, slapping, spanking, threatening, brief knife play (they tear off her dress), public play (in the school after hours), handcuffs, FLUFF near the beginning and very end (aftercare is given of course <3 ), ANGST, this is a role-play and everyone has given consent especially the reader, I WOULD NEVER WRITE A VERSION OF THESE TWO THAT WOULDNT STOP IF SHE SAID THE SAFE WORD!, they do call her and threaten her over the phone, she's chased down a hallway, lots of intimidation.

Word Count: 4198

Two years had passed since the incident with Eddie’s mom and he seemed to be doing so much better. He had really been focusing in on his music and Corroded Coffin spent every other night practicing and doing whatever they could to save money for some studio time. 

Steve still worked at Family Video with Robin but he had been looking into other alternatives like opening his own business. His friend and her current girlfriend had suggested the three of them start a non-profit to help kids who were kicked out of their homes or on the run due to unfortunate circumstances. You three understand that better than most and that was one of her greatest fears when it came to telling her family about her sexuality. 

You were on your senior year at college and ready to graduate. Taking Steve’s advice (and Eddie’s adamant approval of the idea), you majored in teaching with a minor in English hoping to teach high school kids in the future. Your courses required an internship and one teacher at Hawkins High was more than accommodating. 

“Y/N! Always good to see you. How are the other troublemakers?”

“They’re good, Mr. C. I do have a favor to ask if that’s alright.”, you giggle.

As soon as Eddie found out, he was so overjoyed like a kid in a candy store. 

“Mr. C! How’s my favorite teacher?!”

“Jesus Christ. Hello, Mr. Munson. How can we help you today?”, he sighed.

He always acted annoyed but you knew he cared about the metalhead like he did all his other students. 

“Oh, I’m just here to have lunch with the love of my life. Sweetheart, get out so you don’t get too jealous.”

You laugh at his antics as the teacher rolls his eyes. 

“It’s been 5 years.”, you announce as Steve steps into the living area, drying his hair. 

“Uh, I’ve been in the shower for like 15minutes but okay.”

“No, you goof. It’s been 5 years since we got together. Well, I mean, since you cornered me in a classroom.”, you giggle.

“And fucked you till your eyes rolled. You’re welcome.”, Eddie sasses from his spot by the window. 

“Is there a particular reason you wanted us to know that? Did you want to do something, honey?”, the other man asks as he leans against the counter. “We didn’t have something planned already because I thought we decided our official anniversary was when we officially got together a year after.”

“I know, Daddy. I just…it’s 5 years. I feel we should do something to commemorate it right?”

The metalhead tosses out his cigarette and closes the window before coming over to sit beside you on the couch. 

“What did you have in mind?”

Biting your bottom lip, you head for the case of movies and grab a couple before handing them to Eddie. 

“These are all scary movies. Well except this one about the girl stalking the guy.”

“Yeeeeah. I, um, I was thinking we could try that…like role play.” Both men exchange a look you can’t read and you immediately feel yourself get self-conscious. “I was just thinking you know? Those first few times when we were together like that first night or even the night you two snuck into my room the end of junior year. That was so hot. Not to say, what we do now isn’t hot. Just that—”

A palm comes up from behind you to cover your mouth and you lean back into Steve’s warm chest. 

“You’re over thinking again.”, he grins. “I mean, we can try it. Do you want us to go that far?”, he asks pointing towards the movies in his friend’s hand. “How far is too far?”

“Don’t hurt, hurt me. No like punching or cutting my skin or anything. When I think about it, you guys doing this to me, more than anything…I want you to scare me.”

Eddie’s head ticks to the side at your statement. “Why? No. Why?”, he repeats when you shrug.

“It’s a different level of control, I guess. That first night, I wasn’t scared of you. I was scared of how you made me feel but I’ve never been afraid of you.” You smile when Steve softly kisses your cheek.

“If we do this, I think we should set some ground rules now. We already have one which is no punching or cutting. Of course, we would never do that, sweetheart.” The long-haired boy flashes you a comforting grin before he continues. “If we’re dropping into this headspace, Y/N, that means we probably won’t be asking you for a color but that doesn’t mean you can’t say them or the safe word. Promise us if at any point you feel uncomfortable you’ll use it.”

“I promise, Sir. 100%.”

“What about you, Stevie? Anything you can think of?”

“Not that I can think of.”

Eddie nods in agreement. 

“Alright, baby. Your wish is our command.”

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For the next week, you let your imagination run wild with what they could be planning. Everything ran like normal and nothing they did stood out to you to trigger the notion for you that the game was about to begin. You gave them free reign to choose the time and date but the anticipation was killing you. 

That following Friday, you had called to tell them you would be staying late at the school to work on some stuff for Mr. C who had to leave earlier that day to take care of his sick wife. Wearing your Walkman and listening to the mix tape Eddie had made you for your birthday awhile back, you hummed as you graded papers. 

The phone on the desk ringing abruptly startles you as you grab your chest and yank off your headphones. Thinking it may be one of the boys, you answer without hesitation. 

“Hello? Mr. Castillo’s classroom.”

“Hello there. Well, don’t you sound sweet. Is he available?”, a deep voice you didn’t recognize asked. 

“I’m sorry. He’s out for the evening. Can I take a message?”

“Oh, honey. No need to worry. I can just try again later.”

“Alright. Well, have a good night.”

“Wait a minute. If he’s gone why are you there?”

“I’m Mr. Castillo’s teaching intern but he had a family emergency so I’m just helping him get things done. Are you sure I can’t take a message or something?”

“No. I can deliver it myself. I’d rather talk to you.”

“Look, if this isn’t school related and you don’t want to leave a message I’m going to have to hang up.”

“Ooo so sassy. I love it. Sounds like you need someone to teach you, Miss Teacher. Give you a lesson on respect.”

“I don’t respect assholes. I’m ending this conversation. Don’t call again or else.”

“Or else what?”, he chuckled causing a chill to run down your spine. 

“Fuck off.” You slammed down the phone but you still felt uneasy. Dialing the apartment, you prayed one of them was home but to your dismay no one picked up. As soon as you placed the receiver back on its dock, it rung again. “H-Hello?”

“Don’t ever hang up on me again, Y/N.”, the voice growled and you quickly rose to your feet in panic at the sound of your name. 

“I-I just called my boyfriend’s. They are on their way right now so you should j-just leave.”

“Aw, sweetheart. You think Eddie and Steve can save you? That’s so cute.”

“Don’t mock me. They take care of me!” You try to control the tears of fear that threaten to fall as you remain as confident sounding as possible. 

“Oh, little one. Trust me. Your Master and Daddy can’t protect you from us.”

“Fuck you!”

“That’s the plan, pretty girl, and with that sexy ass dress you have on, it won’t be hard.”

You dropped the phone and ran out of the classroom towards the front door of the school. Tugging on it aggressively, you whined when it wouldn’t budge. The phone in the front office blared loudly making you scream. Shakily, you headed towards it, sobbing as you put the speaking to your ear. 

“Where do you think you’re going, little girl? It’s just us three tonight, baby. NO ONE is coming to save you.”

“Please…” The voice snickers at your pleading.

“Let’s play a game, Y/N. Run and hide but if we catch you we fuck you.”

“W-W-Why? If you can see me, just fucking get it over with!”

“I like the idea of you thinking there’s hope when there isn’t.”

He laughs again, making you angry. 

“No. I won’t play your game. F-Fuck you.”

The growl that flowed through had your knees weaken as panic once again flowed through you. 

“Run. Now.”

“NO!” 

The line disconnected and you stifled your sobs as you slowly tiptoed back out into the hallway. A throat clearing startled you as you turned to see a tall figure dressed from head to toe in all black, his face except for his eyes and mouth were covered. A sinister smile spread as he pulled a knife from his pocket and flashed it in your direction, taunting you as he wiggled it between his fingers. 

The man bolted forward and you ran in the opposite direction like you had never run before. Yanking open the auditoriums doors, your goal was to hide in the sound booth and lock yourself in but as soon as you ran across the stage, however, you were met with another figure dressed the same way as the other sitting haphazardly in one of the auditorium seats. 

His legs were crossed as his arms hung over the backs of the chairs with a smug grin on his face. It was almost like he was expecting you to come this way. 

Long arms tackle you from behind and you fight back as the other man wrestles you to the floor of the stage. While he tries to pin your arms down, you get in one good smack across his slightly more protected cheek before he responds by doing the same. Dizzy by the force, you allow him to get the upper hand as he turns you on to your tummy and pressed his knee into your back as he moves around behind you. 

You whimper as your arms are tugged behind your back and you hear the clinking metal before leather is wrapped around both your wrists handcuffing you in place. 

The figure in front of you all too casually stands up and walks up to the stage, kneeling down slightly so his face was level with yours.  

“Boo.”, he teases, laughing when you cringe away. Sighing, he reaches for his mask and pulls it off his face, exhaling in pleasure at the cool air. 

Your eyes quickly took note of Eddie’s features. His own eyes were dark like they normally where when you played rough but there was a coldness behind them that made the little girl inside you tremble. 

“Jesus. Do you know how long it takes for people to fully empty this building? I thought we were never going to be alone.”

You feel movement behind you again and right as you glance behind you Steve pulls off his mask as well. 

“Yeah, man, but we have her now.”

Wiggling underneath his hold, he turns you on to your back and straddles his legs over your waist.

“STOP moving, God damn it. We gave you a chance to run and hide but you didn’t want to play.”, he growled as he pointed a finger in your face. Like with Eddie, Steve’s eyes were different; darker. They both exuded a new type of confidence that had your pussy clenching between your thighs. “Nothing to say now that we’re in front of you, huh, little girl? Where did all that sass go?”

“Hm. I don’t think she’s there yet, Steven.”

“What do you mean?”

“Little girl here seems to think she’s still in some kind of control. Don’t you, babe?”, Eddie mocks making you cringe. “See. That right there.” His head tilts as his palm reaches out to grab your throat. “That little face she made. I don’t know what your boyfriends have been letting you get away with but it won’t happen here. Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

You gasped as his hand tightened its grip. 

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I understand.”, you choke out as he releases you. 

They both chuckle as the man above you manhandles you back onto your stomach and tugs on your hair as he guides you to your knees. With one hand, Steve fumbles with his belt buckle and hastily unzips his pants before pulling out his cock that was now level with your face.

“Open.” You shook your head at his command, wincing when he pulled back on your hair. “I wasn’t asking. Open your mouth.”

Eddie slides onto his knees beside you, reaching under the bottom of your dress, and runs his fingers through your folds. 

“Little slut is so wet but won’t do as she’s told.”, he sighs with a condescending tone. “Open your mouth.” You don’t move or say anything even when the metalhead shoves two of his digits into your entrance. Steve’s angry eyes remain locked on yours, smirking when he sees them flutter as you try to do everything you can to keep your moans from escaping out of your mouth. 

“Open, Y/N.”

When you don’t respond, he thrusts into you faster and you feel your body quickly running towards that ledge. Just as you were about to fall, however, he stopped his movements making you whine in your throat. 

“Ready to behave?”

You did something then that you would never do with Eddie and Steve under any normal circumstances. In a defiant gesture, you spit in the long-haired boys face. After wiping it with his hand, he shifts his gaze back to you and flashed you smile that made your blood run cold (and your pussy drench around his still fingers).

“Oh we’re going to have so much fun with you, little girl.”

Eddie pumped his fingers again at a fast pace as you struggled to catch your breath. Right now, you were breathing mostly through your nose but it wasn’t enough with how he was building you up. When he stopped again, tears ran down your cheeks. Once he felt like your pending orgasm had fully dissipated, he started over but this time his thumb reached up to message your clit. 

You couldn’t stop it from happening. Your mouth opened as you let out a loud moan and Steve took the opportunity to guide his cock into your mouth. Eddie removed his fingers, making you jump as he lightly smacked you between your legs. 

Trying to move your head back, the metalhead held you in place as the other boy began thrusting his hips. 

“Fuck me. Her mouth feels so good. Hold her still.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not letting her go anywhere.”

“Shit. How do you think I-I should take her, man? I’m just dying to feel that pussy.”

“It’s up to you, dude. She’s our toy to use how we please. Little whore can handle anything, can’t you, babe?”

Drool dribbled down your chin as the boy continued to fuck your face making him groan at the sight. 

“Fuck, I need her now.” After pulling out his cock, you were pushed back down onto the stage, freezing when you felt steel touch you skin. “Don’t move.” 

You heard the sound of tearing fabric and shivered when the cold air caressed your skin as your now cut apart dress was tossed aside. Grabbing your hips, you were tugged backwards towards Steve who was now on his knees as well. 

Lining himself up, he roughly pushed his cock into your dripping cunt and you both mewled as he held you tightly against him. 

Hearing the clinking of another belt buckle grabbed your attention as you lifted your head to see Eddie sauntering towards you. 

“If you cum, when it’s my turn, I’m going to make sure that you’re sore between your legs for the next month. Do I make myself clear?”

“J-Jesus. She fucking liked that.”

His head slanted as he waited for your answer. Eddie knew you believed he was telling the truth because he saw the one thing you asked for push through your gaze; fear. 

“Yes, Sir. I understand.”

“I’m going to help keep your mind distracted.” His pants fell to his ankles as he stroked his cock a few times in front of your face. “Open.”

This time you didn’t argue or protest as you opened your mouth wide and encased your lips around him. The metalhead’s ringed hand rested behind your head as it bobbed along his length. 

“Come on, little girl. You can do better than that.” Suddenly, you felt another palm land on your hair and forcibly moved your head for you, making you gag as his cock hit the back of your throat. “You can take it all. We know you can.”

You tried keeping up with the pace they set for you but every time your head didn’t go low enough, Steve pushed you into the other boy’s lap causing you to drool and spit all over him. 

“You love this don’t you, you little whore. You like to spit.”, Eddie sneered, licking his lips while you whimpered around him. 

Steve’s thrusts started to falter, giving you sense of pride knowing he was about to cum and you hadn’t yet but your relief was short lived when he reached around and rubbed your clit with his fingers. You pushed back against their hands as your head hung in front of you. 

“No! I’m…I’m not supposed to cum. Please!”

The man ignored you as he continued till he grunted and coated your walls with his release. As he aggressively pounded into till he was empty, your own body trembled in his hold as the coil broke and you came.

Calloused fingers lifted your face from under your chin to meet Eddie’s oddly calm features. 

“Did you just cum even though I said you couldn’t?”

“I-I-I’m sorry. I tried. I tried so hard. Please.”, you cried.

Steve backed away as Eddie leaned over you to unhook your handcuffs. You took the opportunity to your advantage, resting your head in the nook between his neck and shoulder as you sobbed while continuing to apologize.

“You wanna help me, man?”

Taking hold of your hair, the metalhead walked towards the front of the stage before letting you go to jump down. Something grabbed your shoulder and your body was slammed down flat onto your back as Steve grabbed your wrists, bringing your arms above your head so he could restrain you with the handcuffs once again.

Eddie hovered over you, eyes scanning your sweaty features. 

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” After doing what he commands, you watch with wide eyes as he spits between your lips. “Since you love spit so much, hang onto that for me. If you can keep it in there till I say, I may actually let you cum.”

Standing to his full height, he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder and you whine as he guides himself into you entrance. 

True to his word, his hips slam into yours with rough abandon, your eyes squeezing shut as you focus on not swallowing the nicotine flavored salvia that currently rests on you tongue. Steve’s palms slide down your arms to your breasts eliciting a soft moan as his fingers graze your nipples. 

Eddie’s tip abuses your g-spot, overwhelming you with a feeling of euphoria that has tears falling down your face.

"Fuck! Your pussy feels too good.”, he groans as he spanks your ass, slowing his pace. “Look at me, little girl.” When you don’t move, he leans over you and lightly slaps your cheek. “Look at me.”

Your eyes flutter open and they both can’t help but smirk at your fucked out, glassy eyed expression. 

“Swallow.”

Nodding, you do it and open your mouth for him to show you listened. 

“Good girl. You wanna cum?”, Eddie coos as his nose softly caress your own.

“Please.”

“That’s it, baby. Beg me. Beg me to make you cum.”

“Mmm—please. I need you to make me cum again. I want to cum so bad, Sir, please.”

The metalhead’s mouth fell open as he thrust into you with purpose while his thumb came down to play with your clit.

“Shit. Cum with me, Y/N. I want to—mmm— fill you up as your tight little pussy clings to me.”

When you nod you head, his thumb moves faster against your nub and after a few more aggressive thrusts, you stumble over the edge right as rope after rope of his seed warms your insides.

The room goes quiet and all that can be heard is the two of you panting for air. 

“Baby girl.”, Steve whispers above you in a much softer tone than before. “Can you open your eyes for me, honey?”

When you do what he asks, you are meet with his gentle and love filled face. 

“There she is. Are you ok? Do you need anything?”

“C-Can you free my hands, Daddy?”

“Shit. Yeah, of course. I’m sorry.” 

While he removed your restraints, Eddie grabbed a bag that was in one of the auditorium chairs and jumped up beside you onto the stage.

“Drink this, sweetheart.”

“Can you help me, Sir? My arms kinda hurt.”

“Yeah, pretty girl. I can help you.”

Placing the water bottle by your lips, he guides your head back as you chug down the liquid.

“Now, did you want to shower here or at home? We can head towards the gym or—”

“I’d like to go home please. I’m sleepy.”

“I can imagine. Do you think you can walk?”

“I can carry her. Just run to the classroom real quick and grab her stuff. We’ll meet you at the van.”

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A small smile remained painted across your lips while the three of you sat in the bathtub as they cleaned you. 

“I don’t think she’ll be coming down from cloud 9 anytime soon.”, Eddie chuckled. “I assume we did good?”

“Very good.”

“Nothing felt over the line?”, Steve asked. 

“No. It may be too rough for an everyday thing but…for special occasions…”, you giggle. “Did I cross a line?”

“No, honey. What would make you think you might of?”

When you and Eddie exchange a look, his grin grows as he bends forward to kiss your lips. 

“You didn’t bother me, princess. It’s not like you normally go around spitting in my face. It was kind of hot if I’m being honest.”

“I just hope you know I wouldn’t normally disrespect you like that.”

“We know.” 

After comforting touches and delicate kisses, they help you out of the water and get you in comfortable pajamas before leading you to the bed. Climbing in beside you, Eddie wraps his arms around your waist as you lay your head on Steve’s chest. 

“Y/N, can I ask you something?”

“Of course, Daddy.”

“What we did tonight…that’s not how you viewed us that first night 5 years ago, is it?”

“No, baby. Not even close. You were rough with me but you didn’t scare me like that. I’ve always felt safe with you…even when I thought you two were assholes. Can I ask you both something?”

“Always, sweetheart.”, Eddie soothed as he tenderly kissed your shoulder. 

“What made you two decide to make a move that night? How did you know I’d respond to you the way I did?”

“Short answer? Hope.”

Steve smiled when you giggled at his response. 

“There were so many times you could have said something to rat us out but you never did. When I first spoke to you in detention or when Stevie threatened to spank you, you didn’t tell Mr. C at all. We…we’ve never told you this but we watched you when he asked you to stay behind to put everything away.”, the metalhead elaborated. 

“You had this extremely adorable, concentrated look on your face until you came back to get your things. As you walked off the stage, you were smirking. We selfishly thought maybe it was because of us so we took a short cut to a classroom and the rest is history.”

Keening into his chest, you placed a soft kiss on his skin before lifting Eddie’s hand that was intertwined with yours to your lips so you could do the same. Steve rolled onto his side, gently moving your hair and petting your head as he watched you gradually fall asleep. 

“Hey, Munson?”

“Harrington?”

“Do you have any plans this weekend?”

“Not that I know of besides work. Why?”

“I was thinking, maybe, you and I can go look at houses. See how much they cost so we can start saving and surprise Baby Girl here. She deserves a house.”

Eddie grinned as he reached over and patted his friend’s shoulder. 

“Sounds like a plan, man.”

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[lunaviee]

kunigami + comparing hand sizes !! 🫶🫶 like just imagine how big his hands would be in comparison to yours, like even if youre only just an inch or two shorter than him!! hes just a big cuddly guy!!

YOU are so real for this😇

DO YOU FEEL THE LOVE? — ft rensuke kunigami

⨳ this silly cuddly guy wanted to see just how much bigger he is :( ⊹ fluffy fluff, kinda short :(, a little dialogue heavy?

⨳ lowk inspired by double take by dhruv😱

the atmosphere is calm. the sound and smell of coffee brewing engulfs your senses along with the morning sunlight peaking through the blinds of the kitchen window. as you’re leant against the counter, your chin is resting on your palm while your other hand is scrolling on your phone. rensuke is sat on the couch, looking online for some furniture for your apartment before an idea pops in his head.

“hey, n/n, come here yeah?” you perk up at the sound of your name and shuffle over to kunigami.

“yeah what’s up”

“lemme see your hands real quick..”

“huh- okay”

kunigami gently grabs your wrist and brings your hand up to his own. his large, warm palm is pressed against yours and it’s quite a wholesome moment. the only thing said is a quiet “huh” from your boyfriend that’s out of pure contentment.

“wh- uh, what was that for?” you softly stutter out, blinking at him while keeping your hands pressed together. “just wanted to see something..wow your hands are really small compared to mine” he teases a bit, a smile adorning his face.

your eyebrows furrow and your face contorts into one of betrayal, “well of course they are menso. you’re 6’2” you deadpan. “yeah yeah alright, whatever you say, babe” he snickers

you softly smack his hand away with a soft blush on your face and turn on your heel to go back to the kitchen, “i’m going back to making the coffee!”

later on, when you’re prepping both cups of coffee, kunigami pads over to you and hugs your smaller figure from behind. he moves any stray hairs away and sets a gentle kiss onto your shoulder. and of course, his much larger hands are resting on your hip and the other on the counter next to yours

“thanks for the coffee, darling”

“you’re welcome..love you”

“love you too, even with your small hands” he teases

“rensuke i swear-”

✮ yes i used one word in spanish (menso) it basically just means idiot (i promise it’s affectionate in this context💀)

i’ll probably use more spanish in my works bc yk i’m hispanic LOL anyways sorry this is so short hope u enjoy😍

[inconsideratekidney]

10/9/24

hey guys,

something's wrong with my computer. it can barely run all my chrome tabs anymore like it used to. it still functions i suppose, but its very slow and doesn't charge with this one charger i have--my backup charger. i bring this one around so i don't have to bring my big one. the big one that is like my only dependable charger apparently. this backup charger works on my phone and my tablet, but my laptop just won't accept it as a charger for whatever reason. it's super cool and lights up when it's plugged into a power source. it's got 3 different offshoots for usb-c, lightning cable, and something else idk what it's called but it's like an hdmi-shaped version of the lightning cable sized one. anyway, who cares about all that. my laptop has not turned on while the cable is plugged in and it pisses me off so much. i wish my laptop would finally explode like it wants to so i can get a new one.

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im not really sure what kind of audience is actually reading my blogs. i know most don't keep up, cuz its a blog and no one wants to read about someones personal life go on and on, but it is very therapeutic for me. i honestly dgaf who reads it or doesn't. just that i have a place to put my thoughts. i would love feedback or any kind of response literally, like idc what, i like to have conversations with ppl so if u want to go ahead. ill try to stop asking, but i feel like ppl don't feel right doing it or are straight up just not reading any of this. who knows. womp womp.

speaking of which, the things i write about are the kinds of topics i want to talk about with ppl, but are the ones that ppl dont stay on for too long. what i mean to say is that i can bring something up and not have the time to say it all, or the interest of the other person to listen; wait; then let me finish my thoughts, and then actually want a response from them. i often find myself wanting someone to just listen to me go on and on, and most ppl can't stand that or can't stay on the same topic i want to talk about. if i ever do find myself with someone who will let me talk, i'm so conditioned to change the subject for fear that i'm bothering them and sub-consciously/consciously change the subject so i don't lose ppl in conversation.

i had no idea how to recruit "fans" or whatever lol. i had no idea who really wanted to read these blogs. i just find them fun--i'd like to think i'm funny sometimes and that people enjoy what i have to say, so that they can read into what i'm thinking about on their own time. i don't have to bother people with my existence in a conversation back and forth if they don't want to. if you can't stand my writing u can just click away. it's not a big deal. my whole thing is that if you really did want to respond, i'd be down to have a chat with you. i feel satisfied after getting this all out that i can decide to respond or not once i'm done because i've already gotten my thoughts out without being interrupted. you don't watch me type or see my edits, you only see the final product and that puts me at ease a bit. when i speak out loud, i typically say everything i'm thinking or not enough. often i say the wrong thing and people are quick to jump in and ask for clarification or even correct me. i'm not finished. many ppl aren't patient anymore and it's frustrating when my brain doesn't function the way most peoples brains do.

i think of something, then i think "why the hell did that pop into my head? what on earth is this related to?" trick question--its never related to anything most times. my brain just picks up on slight things in my environment and misconstrues them as something relevant to some memory and brings one up, or comes up with something new. i'd assume most people think like that. i just don't know how to explain that to ppl in conversation when were talking about one thing, or we're not talking at all and i just bring something up. that's when it makes sense to me. typically i think of everything at once so it's all relevant to me.

i like this shark. going in circles endlessly in one small space. he knows he can't go anywhere, but maybe he likes it. it's safe, reliable, and cushiony. i put the shark here for our entertainment, but i wont release him (cuz i will forget) but he shall remain happy or maybe he's hitting his head against the walls, thinking "when will she stop yapping" idk.

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im sweating like a madwoman. make it stoppppp. i was trying to experiment by not wearing deodorant/antiperspirant to see if it was all in my head and it is not. it's quite real and i hate it. i hate sweating so much. i don't sweat in my hands or back. just my armpits and private bits (it's really just my thighs lol). i wanna lose weight tbh. i hate my thighs rubbing together, it hurts when i'm wearing shorts and they just slide up and chafe. ugh i get so uncomfortable thinking about it. also my body just gets hot. it's just so annoying. i feel like this hyperhydrosis condition really spiked when i entered college. that's when i really noticed it first a least. my mom has it and i've been trying all different deodorants and antiperspirants with her, but i still sweat regardless. i think she said some work for her for a bit, but then don't again. i think lumē worked for her but just smells weird. who knows. maybe i'll try mens deodorant or antiperspirant. i don't want to throw out my current one cuz yk, money, but it ain't working...

idkkkkk.

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in the time i've written this, the charger still isn't working and even when i hold down the power button there's no response from my conputer to even tell me it's dead. i'm concerned but still couldn't care less. its not fanning bc i let it stop before it turned off. i think it just died and this charger isn't working. i sure hope it works when i get home tho. fuck this shit.

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this body positivity movement related to hair on women is progressing more i think. i haven't researched it or anything, but i notice more ppl than i did before who seem female presenting or have feminine features to have body hair and i love to see it. it's still very scarce, but this is only one place in the world. ofc my hometown there's like no one and my mother makes fun of me all the damn time, so i never forget it. i just wish it didn't look so bad. like i don't care about it cosmetically in the sense that women shouldn't have it cuz it looks bad or cuz its not feminine, but i just don't think it ever matches my outfits. it pisses me off kinda. i don't feel like i give off hairy vibes. maybe i do. those aren't the vibes i wanna put out there. but see in that mindset, i'm stereotyping myself and still have the same schema. "what they're wearing is weird that doesn't match what i assume their style is!" type shit. i don't enjoy this mindset and it comes along with other stereotypical, generalizing mindsets i still have from growing up and am still trying to eradicate, but dang its hard.

i also study peoples behavior and people watch to learn and copy whats socially acceptable. so believe me when i say, it's fucking hard having hairy legs when it's still not common everywhere i go. it's kind of a fucking nightmare sometimes. and i know i sound like "oh, woe is me!" and sometimes i do feel like that, but its because i don't see enough representation--thats another reason why i do it. my real reason is that i don't care to keep up with shaving and i don't want to do it bc i feel like i have to. i don't feel like i want to, so i just don't. if one day i wake up and feel like shaving, then damnit i will. but i don't need anyone's approval or advice on it. i'm angry bc of what my mother says to me, so this is mainly directed towards the comments she's made, and my father, hell, both of em. i'm not taking this outta thin air. there are ppl attacking me, it's my family...

that's the funny thing. i haven't gotten any backlash from a single other person. funny... if they keep it to themselves, wonderful! i honestly don't care what they think, but do care that they are being considerate.

anyshways, thats why i don't love socks that pull on the hair and why i feel awkward in tank tops and short shirts cuz i still haven't gotten over the socially different part yet. this is revolutionizing for me even if it isn't for anyone else.

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if you actually read everything so far, you're cool, but if you're at the end and readin this, you're still cool but u just don't know what i said. i'll sum it up for you-

tdlr (i hate myself):

- computer bout to shit itself

- i have social anxiety and am a clinical yapper

- computer still boutta die

- ahh scary! hair on woman!!

youre here now.

yipee!!

i'll try to post Tuesdays through Thursdays i have decided. try to check then if u can....

love yall,

kD :p

[glostuffbear]

Twins -miya osamu x femreader

Idea just came to me. What if Miya Osamu or Miya Atsumu dated someone who had a twin (and didn't know they had a twin lol). One day the twins decide to prank/test them.

"Do you have siblings?"

"Yeah, a sister. But we don't live together anymore since our parents split. I don't see her often."

Fast forward five years later, me and Gin have graduated and moved out of our troublesome family situation. For the first time we've been able to just sit down and catch up with each other. There were tears, there were laughs, there were long stories of what we've been up to.

And then, the big question pops up.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

I stop drinking the smoothie I had ordered and freeze in my tracks. I look up at my identical twin. She has the same facial features at me. Same eye color, same long lashes, same face shape. We even have the same hair color and over the course of time neither one of us have changed its style since the time we split apart.

She is my identical twin, who I never told Osamu I have.

"Y-yeah."

She must have noticed my frown because she mirrors it and tilts her head.

"What's wrong?"

"I.... never told Osamu I had a twin. I told him I had a sister... But..."

"You never told him we were identical." She finishes. I nod my head.

"We can go to the Onigiri place he owns and introduce you properly. He's a twin himself actually so he'll probably get a kick out of it." I propose.

A sneaky smile spreads across Gin's face as she takes another sip of her own smoothie. It reminds me of all the evil schemes she used to cook up when we were little kids.

"You don't say. Another twin huh? I have an idea."

"Gin..."

"Hear me out...."

"What if we trade clothes and pay your boyfriend a visit? See if we can tell it's not you." She suggests.

"I don't know Gin. Osamu and his twin Atsumu have played the same trick on me over the phone and it doesn't feel great--"

"All the more reason to do it! Come on! Just this once for old times sake. Aren't you curious?" She presses.

In all honesty, I am.

We decide to go visit his shop. Beforehand we exchange clothes and she asks me some general questions to not tip him off.

"What do you call him, dotingly?"

"'Samu."

"What do you usually get?"

"I like the salmon onigiri."

"Where did you guys meet?"

"He was part of the volleyball team in school with his twin. I helped out."

"What's his twin's name?"

"Atsumu."

"Got it. Alright. I'm going in."

She pats down my clothes, which fit her perfectly because we're the same size and height. Even our shoe sizes match.

She smiles reassuringly at me and squeezes my hand before she crosses the street to where the Onigiri shop is.

"Don't worry, I'll stop before anything happens."

"Okay Gin. Good luck."

She crosses the street and enters the shop. I give it a minute before crossing the street as well and looking through one of the windows of the shop.

"Hey 'Samu."

The man turns around, carrying some freshly made tuna in his arms. He offers a warm smile back and takes on of his hands off the white bowl to wave.

"Hey. Take seat I'll be right there, Love."

She goes to the front booth and takes a seat crisscross on the stool. She takes out your phone (yes you two even went as far as to swap phones and passwords to get in). She smiles fondly down at the picture of the two of you.

During movie night one time, Osamu fell asleep with his head on your shoulder. You couldn't help take a picture of the two of you. It became your favorite couple photo. Honestly, you two are really cute together. Gin's happy that you have found someone that makes you happy.

"Hey. What are ya doin' here?"

Gin's head turns a little. Unbeknownst to her, a man that looks crazy similar to your boyfriend has taken seat next to her. Gin immediately deduces it to be the other twin. Confidently she puts up a friendly smile.

"Atsumu. I came to surprise 'Samu. I was around the area." She explains.

Atsumu hums and lifts up a mug he had brought with him. He takes a thoughtful sip and brings the mug down again. It goes unnoticed by Gin that Atsumu stares at her out of the corner of his eye suspiciously.

Osamu returns around the booth and wipes his hands off on a clean towel.

"Hey, Love. What brings ya here?" He asks.

"I came to see you. And to eat some salmon onigiri please." She hums, beaming at him.

"Ya ate salmon onigir yesterday." He chuckles.

"Yeah but I want more today."

"Okay. It's comin' right up. I thought that's what you'd order." He hums back.

"Thanks. You're the best 'Samu."

She reaches out and grabs one of his hands, warmly rubbing over his hand with her thumb. He looks down at their hands and then looks back at her face.

He doesn't say anything, but it's clear that he's thinking. He doesn't pull his hand away though.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?" She asks playfully.

He blinks and frowns a little.

"Um.... are you..... feeling okay? Or did 'tsumu trick ya into somethin'?" He asks quizically.

"No."

She glances at Atsumu who has turned in his stool to really look at her. Apparently both sense that something fishy is going on. Not bad.

"No I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"You're talkin' kinda funny. It's not like you. I don't know.... you just.... feel different today." 'Samu explains. He sounds confused but before he can interrogate her more, a bell in the kitchen dings for him.

Saved by the bell, Osamu goes off and gives her an opportunity to regroup herself.

"So, where is she?"

Gin's head turns slowly towards Atsumu. He's leaning in, elbow on the counter and head in his palm. He's smiling at her, like someone who finally understood a good job.

"Who?"Gin asks, already knowing what he means.

"You know. Your twin. Or should I say, our twin. The one we know." He explains.

Words catch in her throat, she doesn't know what else to say to keep the game going. Atsumu chuckles.

"Come on. Me and 'Samu's played this game before. I know when a twin is trying be their other twin when it happens. You two are tryin' to prank us right?" Atsumu presses.

Well the gig is up. Gin sighs in defeat and rests her hands on the counter.

"I just wanted to test her boyfriend. See if he's worthy of my sister. We haven't spoken in forever and as soon as we moved away from our parent's home, she reached out to me first. She's so kind. All this time she never forgot about me. I want to make sure she's not with some jerk." She explains.

"I get it. Ha. Knew I was right. She's always so meek and shy. She sits in the back because she doesn't wanna distract Osamu. You're too outgoing to be her." Atsumu notes.

"I'll play along with your game for now." He adds.

"Thanks."

"But I ain't letting ya get any farther than hand holding and hugs got it?"

"I wasn't going to go any farther anyways."

Osamu returns from the kitchen with the salmon onigir and presents it in front of Gin with a heart around it. She smiles down at plate and then up at Osamu.

"Thanks 'Samu."

"Sure." He nods. There is still that quizzical expression on his face. He raises an eyebrow at his twin brother, but he only shrugs back in return.

"What did ya do today?" Osamu asks conversationally.

"I went out with an old friend of mine. We haven't each other in a while."

"Oh, cool. Which friend?"

"You wouldn't know her."

He does a double take of her and averts his gaze to lemonade processor. He fills up a lemonade cup and brings it for her.

"Did ya remember to pick up the groceries asked you to get fa' me this morning?" He asks.

Uh-oh. Something about that question sounds like a test. She glances at Atsumu who gives a subtle shake of his head.

"I.... think I forgot. I don't remember you telling me. I had plans already in my head this morning so it must have slipped my mind." She replies. He hums and turns away, busying himself with pulling the new mobile orders on his computer.

"Then, what was my volleyball number in high school?"

She blinks at him.

"Sorry?"

He repeats himself once more and this time side eyes her suspiciously as he does. He was onto her. She glances at Atsumu who lowers his hands to hide them under the counter.

"Don't help her Atsumu." Osamu orders.

She glances back up at him and makes a sad puppy face, hoping for some mercy.

"I-I don't remember Osamu."

"Really?"

He turns back around to them and approaches Gin, eyes squarely on her face.

"You know the second you came in I've been havin' a weird feelin' ya. You don't act right and you can't remember what my jersey number was. You would know that." He accuses.

Gin holds back the urge to smirk.

"I'm just tired today 'Samu--"

"I've figured it out. You're not my girl are ya?"

Her silence is enough for him.

"I remember she told me once in high school that she had a sister. She just never told me her sister was a twin sister. Am I right?"

"About time you figured it out." Atsumu hums.

"Shut up. Were you in on this 'Tsumu?"

"No. I just figured it out a little before you." He teases, sticking his tongue out in victory. Osamu sighs and stares pleasingly at Gin.

"Where's my girl?"

She ends up calling her and admitting that they passed her test. Seconds later she walks through the doors with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry Osamu." She apologizes. Osamu meets her half way and hugs her. He can't pin point why, but all of a sudden he really misses her.

"It's fine. I'll consider pay back for when me and Atsumu did it." He accepts.

He kisses her forehead and takes another good look at her.

"You're not a triplet are ya?"

She laughs shakes her head.

"Yeah? What's my--"

You're jersey number is 11. It was a black and golden uniform. You were an awesome wing spiker. You like pudding--"

He interrupts her with a kiss to her lips and turns her face beet red.

"'Samu! We're in public!" She complains.

"Sorry. Just wanted to make sure." He smiles.

[bobokitty]

Just saw your latest post about how much you really like to talk about animation pipelines, I also noticed you said pipelines, with an s. Could you elaborate on that, is there multiple?

Also also could you talk about animation pipelines look like? I’m sure you wouldn’t be able to capture the entirety and it’s nuances/complexities in just a singular post (would absolutely love to see you do that tho) but like also just really interested to see what that’s like and if people outside of the pipeline usually have any misconceptions about it

(Hope that made sense 😭 activated me like a sleeper agent when I saw that post because I’m super interested in hearing this stuff LOL)

OH HO HO!!!!! PIPELINES, YES, WITH A S!!

I did a talk last month about that that was supposedly recorded, but I absolutely hate hearing the sound of my voice ahaha. So! Every studio has a different pipeline variation, and within those studios, the shows and projects have their own variations. I'm still kind of new in the industry. October will be my third anniversary. However, I love finding out how things work (I used to work in tech before making a whole career/life switcheroo)~

Here's a pipeline that I made with my personal experience on a show:

And here is one based off the book, Producing Animation:

Each of these boxes requires a team of people, size of course depending on project scale and budget. As part of the production admin (production assistant tho in name only ahahaha I am again someone who sticks their nose into things and work directly with leads and directors), you have to be those lines connecting all the boxes and make sure everyone gets what they need. In the one I made, you'll notice how there is a loop happening in various parts. Pre-pro (pre production) is what gets done before animation. Script, storyboard, character/prop design, and backgrounds. (Interestingly enough, this is not the same for every production! Boutique deals with a lot of short term projects, like ads, music videos, pitch work. Various studios make their bread and butter this way. It's short term work and sometimes you get clients who will pay a lot for like some weird passion project. Think like, The Line, or what Cartoon Saloon does between movies. Anywho! Sometimes things like backgrounds won't get done until it's time for animation!) Anywho! In pre pro, character designs are influencing storyboards which are then influencing design and what sheets need to be made and backgrounds are being made which then set what the board artists can work in but then board artists want to change location angles and suddenly next thing you know, Producers have nuked an entire sequence and all of that work is cut ahaha. You even have editors going in and adding their own touch to the boards, adding in audio recordings and temp sound effects and music to try and get the feel, etc.

Oh god this is a lot of text on my phone and I haven't even scratched the surface LOL!! Point is, there is a lot of back and forth happening. Animation on a larger scale IS a group project. Miss on that production staff glue and oh boy. You will get....something in the end, but it will not be....... I've seen some disasters ahahaha. You got what you got and things could have been avoided. (And sometimes a team can be the best team and then you got these producers who have no idea how animation works but alas they are footing the bill and what can you do????)

...I 100% cannot capture this in a single post lol! I can barely cover it in an hour lecture. We haven't even mentioned spreadsheets and other programs (I have yet to try ftrack or shotgrid but I would love to get my hands on them and see how they work in a production; they also include file management which right now I do manually). Ehehehehe it's fun~~ Every day is something new~ Oh man I want to see what it's like with live action as well! It has to be a completely different beast!!! One day~~

[sadthixx]

my wig finally arrived today!! It fits better than the cosplay itself 💀

Underneath this cut will be the test tryout of the faceless Kaito cosplay!

The coat fits better than the pants, and that's a good thing, the coat's very important to the cosplay as I'm actually considering wearing this to a con if I ever save money to go to one. Other than that though, I have a few critiques about this so I'll just list the pros and cons.

Pros:

- I can dress up both as Kaito or this version and still be recognized! (Though I'm sure people are going to run away from me because I'm faceless lmao)

- The wig is very comfy, and it's pretty soft. I just wish I could style it more properly so it looks a bit more accurate. Color is very nice though and it fits with the cosplay!

- For the cosplay it fits somewhat comfortably but at least it's what I envisioned when I ordered it back in March. I'm actually very proud to own it as much as everything else.

- The gloves can somehow tap my phone screen lol

Cons:

- holy shit it's hard to breathe lmao (that's to be expected wearing two masks-)

- I can barely see out of the second mask, for the first mask the lips are seen through the stretchy fabric of the second mask and I really don't like it. However it's just something to get used to and I'm pretty sure from far away it's not really seen.

- Wig is somewhat hard to fit on but I can adjust the size for it to fit better. It's also hard to style it with the gloves on and since I don't have proper styling tools it's pretty much gonna look ratty...

- As for the cosplay, like I said before it's tight, but I'll just get used to it. I can't move as much as I want to unless I make a casual outfit cosplay for more comfort.

So overall, I rate this cosplay as an 8/10. Despite the fact that the mask and everything overall is uncomfortable and tight, I'll get used to it since I want to cosplay as him more often. I love the novelty of my idea and frankly to me it's worth the purchase I made.

Maybe for the casual outfit I'll probably wear a white long sleeved shirt, brown pants and the scarf...? Idk something that can fit his color scheme...

[luv4fandoms]

Let it snow (CH 1) Older!Billy Loomis x Fem!OC

So I have decided to try, TRY being the key word, to do Fluffcember this year. Now I don't know how often I will be able to get chapters out because, well, life, and also making presents for all of my family. But I've been wanting to write and this idea popped into my head. I will also being doing it a bit differently, instead of just using 1 prompt a day I will be picking and combining them, also don't be surprised if some chapters are spicier than others lol. That being said, I hope you enjoy this story!

The story is set in 2024, and using Billy's age in the movies he would be 46.

Willowcrest is also set in Maine

I considered this an oc since I talk about her name and looks and such but the story is set with a "You" point of view.

It will be explained later on why Billy's last name has been changed to Jones. (I also chose Jones as a nod to Skeet's character in Riverdale

Chapter 2

I also have a Ko-Fi, just in case anyone wants to tip with a $1 coffee ❤️

This story is also on ao3

Word count: 5,750

Pairing: Billy Loomis x Fem!OC

Warnings: Alludes to bad past relationship

Prompts: Holiday decorations/Slippery

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯�� 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

You made sure your phone was pointed out towards the road as you drove along, even if you did drive slowly due to the ice, you wanted to capture the beauty before you.

“Y'all, when I say that this has to be some of the most beautiful scenery” you told your future audience, staring in awe at the snow around you.

“I'm only a few minutes away from the town, I know I'm driving slow but even with snow tires I'm new to this, Y'all know that where I'm from in south Georgia we don't get snow like this” you laughed while you made your way towards the big sign that read…

“Welcome to Willowcrest, we made it everyone, I'll cut the camera for now and pick back up when we get to the house” you pushed stop on your phone and righted yourself…This is where you would be living from now on, was it a change from Georgia, yes, was it what you needed? Also yes. You knew the house was near the outskirts of town, something you were happy about, you didn't like the thoughts of living in the middle of a bunch of people. Following your GPS while it wound you around less plowed roads you came to the long drive to your new house. It was narrow, only a little wider than your pickup, and thick with snow.

“You got this girl” you told the old classic before giving it a little more gas and climbing down the road, soon seeing the small cabin grow closer. It was a cute little thing, two bedrooms, one upstairs and one downstairs, one bath, with a decent size kitchen, living room and a fireplace, not to mention a wrap-around porch. But what really made the house for you, was the fact that the seller was leaving all of the furniture, a steal if you do say so yourself.

“Whelp-” You started while putting the truck in park.

“You ready to see your new home Cassie?” you looked over at the Fraffy riding shotgun, her tail wagging as she looked outside, her winter coat and boots already on her. You quickly grabbed your phone, and opened the door, Cassie bolting out beside you, as soon as she hit the ground she took off, running full speed into a pile of snow and quickly popping out the otherside before bouncing around. You couldn't help but laugh as you watched her have fun. Pressing the record on your phone once more you angled it towards the house.

“Well everyone, here it is! Now I know it looks small, but I mean…it's only Cassie and I sooo. Let us proceed!” You walked towards the house, capturing a shot of Cassie bounding around still. You unlocked the door and pushed It open, it was dark inside, but not stale luckily, that meant that the previous owners hadn't left the house for very long. It was dark, the curtains drawn so no natural light was coming in, but a quick flip of the switch let you know that the power company had indeed turned the power back on. The living room was spacious, with a dark green sectional placed against the small dividing wall, as well as floor to ceiling bookcases along the opposite wall, only stopping to frame the large tv that hung above the fireplace. You turned your camera towards the kitchen, a large kitchen with plenty of counter space, a farmhouse sink, and an island bar area with a wooden tabletop.

“Plenty of room to cook, bake, and can stuff once I get my garden going” you tell the camera. You walked down the hall to show the bathroom, it was a simply decorated one with wrought iron fixtures and such, but at least it had both a tub shower combo.

“This is the master bedroom” you stated, opening the door across from the bathroom. The room was large, a dresser and window were on the far wall, while the queen size bed rested in the middle of the wall to your left, across from it on the wall to your left was a decent sized wood burning stove.

“I feel like I'm going to get such good sleep tonight, especially after all that driving ” you laughed, while closing the door.

“And then” you started while opening the left side door at the very end of the hallway. You looked up the staircase after turning on the light.

“Slightly creepy I know but” you made your way up the narrow stairs and emerged in another large room.

“Now I could make this the master bedroom, but I'd rather keep it the one room with the stove and instead make this my craft room! Can't you picture all of the yarn on this wall, my sewing table on that one. I'll probably keep the bed there by the window since I didn't bring my couch. But yeah” you turned the camera back to you as you made your way back down.

“There is just one last thing” you told everyone, opening the other door at the end of the hall, you emerged on your back porch and turned the camera back around.

“Look at all that space!” Before you had at least two cleared acres.

“And that is just the cleared area, there is three acres of woods” you laughed, giving a little scenery view before turning the camera back around and stepping back inside.

“So I have to get everything in, get a fire going, and then probably head out to get some groceries. But this is it everyone, the next step of our adventure, I wonder what Willowcrest has in store for me” you smiled at the camera before pressing stop. You looked over at the couch, noticing that Cassie was already curled up on it and asleep.

“Ok, fire is first” you nodded, walking out to the woodshed and gathering up some logs, before coming back in and getting started…luckily your brother taught you how to make a fire, so it wasn't long til heat flooded the cabin.

“Now to move boxes” you sighed, making your way out to the trailer still attached to your truck and tossing off the tarp covering everything. One by one you brought in boxes of books, movies, kitchen supplies, fabric, yarn, every essential you thought you would need. You moved them into their respective rooms and sat down for a moment to soak in some warmth, you looked over at Cassie who was now sprawled out, still asleep, and wondered about taking a nap yourself, it was only about ten am after all.

The room was dark as you walked through it, the air thick and almost suffocating. You couldn't see anything, your ears straining to hear as you walked through the darkness. You weren't sure how long you walked, it felt like a never ending tunnel where the walls closed in faster and faster, when suddenly, you caught something…a light, it looked like a door. Finally! A way out. You started to run…or at least tried to, but suddenly everything was in slow motion, what should have been a run was a slow walk, and though you were moving forward, you were doing it much slower than what you wanted to. You began to panic, feeling like time was running out. You needed to reach the door quickly, you reached forward, tried to push forward, anything.

“HEY!” An angry male voice yelled.

You jolted awake with a jump, panting as you looked around, Cassie still asleep, the fire still roaring, everything was the same as before you fell asleep. Running your hand along your face you grabbed your phone and checked the time, almost noon, you wondered if there were any coffee shops in town.

“you wanna go for another ride?” you asked Cassie, watching as she picked up her head before flopping back down, going back to sleep.

“I'll take that as a no” you chuckled, getting up and making sure the fireplace cover was secure before grabbing your keys. Outside you unhitched the trailer before climbing in your truck and making your way towards the town. Your GPS led you down winding roads until the woods broke away to the port, the large river calm today as you drove past, you noticed the large New England homes to your left and the few shops dotted about on your right, but you kept going until you were in what you figured was the downtown area, the shops now a constant line down the streets, all fully decorated for Christmas and you knew there had to be a coffee shop somewhere down here. You decided to simply park and walk along the shops since it wasn't too cold, so you quickly found an empty parking space along the road. Before you got out you grabbed your phone and filmed a little shot of the shops, cars passing by as a few people walking around. Getting out of the truck you got onto the sidewalk and began making your way down, passing clothing stores, antique stores, a bookstore that you made a mental note about. Art studios, hunting and fishing shops, and hardware stores. All of which had some form of Christmas window display, lighting, or decoration, you smiled at it, your old town didn't really do anything for Christmas, it was just another day. You started to walk by another shop in your search for coffee when you had to stop and walk back.

“The Yarn Barn” was written in fancy yellow font on the glass door, your interest was piqued. You pushed open the door, and a soft ring of a bell alerted whoever else was in the shop, which was only a couple people.

“Hello! Let me know if you need anything” a girl smiled from behind the counter, the top of her large glasses hidden by the bangs of her bright orange bob, her white turtleneck covered by a large baggy brown cardigan.

“Thank you” you smiled back, turning to look at the shop, it was fairly big but had a cozy feel, different types of yarn lined the walls in rainbow colors, while the large island in the middle held crochet hooks, knitting needles, stitch markers, tape measures, everything you could think of, as well as bundles of hand dyed yarn. You felt like you were in heaven. You made your way around, grabbing a few yarns you felt like would make a cute scarf and beanie, you had never used wool before but first time for everything right? Plus it would be good content.

“Hello” you smiled at the young girl, she looked like she may have been a few years younger than you.

“Hello! Did you find everything ok?”

“Definitely” you laughed.

“You'll be seeing a lot more of me”

“Oh? Extreme hobbyist like me?”

“Business, I have a crochet shop and youtube”

“Get out! Seriously, do you have a card?” She asked as she finished adding everything up.

“I do” you smiled, fishing a card and the money out of your purse. She quickly finished your transaction before looking over your card.

“Do you mind if I sit it here with the other cards so people can find it?”

“Not at all, I'd really appreciate it” you smiled, happy to have someone appreciate small businesses.

“No problem at all, I love to help out fellow businesses. By the way, you're new here huh? I've never seen you before” she asked, bagging up your yarn.

“Yeah I just got here today”

“Long trip?”

“From Georgia” she looked over at you with wide eyes.

“That's quite the drive, why the change if I may ask?”

“Just wanted a change of scenery” you shrugged with a laugh.

“Well that is definitely a change, I'm originally from Wisconsin, I had a bit of a shock coming here, but I can't imagine”

“Definitely the first time seeing snow stick to the ground” you laughed and she openly gasped.

“You've never seen snow like this?!” You shook your head.

“Oh you have to come to the lighting ceremony tonight! It happens at seven, they light up the tree in the middle of town as well as all of the shops, it's a huge deal for the town!” she told you excitedly, her hands making gestures as she talked

‘this must really be a big deal’ you thought, nodding along.

“That sounds like a lot of fun actually, are pets allowed? My daughter loves looking at lights”

“Of course! It's fun for the whole family after all” she laughed.

“Well then, count on two more being there” you nodded, watching as she slightly jumped and clapped.

“You won't regret it, it's the best way to ring in the town! Oh shoot, I totally spaced, I'm Kate by the way” she offered you her hand.

“Evie” you smiled back, shaking her hand.

“It’s very nice to meet you Evie, and let me be the first to welcome you to Willowcrest”

“Thank you, it's nice to meet you as well” you looked over as the bell rang, indicating another customer.

“well I better get going, I'll be back though” you laughed, heading for the door.

“I look forward to it, and seeing you tonight”

“see you there” and with that you walked out, stopping only a few steps away, you quickly peeked back in, watching as Kate's head looked up.

“Do you know of any coffee shops around here?”

“There are a few, but I recommend The Kumo Cafe down the road, trust me, you can't miss it” she smiled.

“Thank you so much!” You waved and walked back out.

‘Right down the road’ you nodded and began making your way down, passing more shops,so far Willowcrest seemed like a town you could really see yourself living in for a long time, beautiful scenery, awesome shops, nice people, kawaii cafe…wait. You stopped in front of the pastel pink building, the Christmas display in the window of cute candy themed chibi animals, the mascot on the door, a very anime like cloud, and bubbly pastel blue font that read.

“Kumo Cafe”

“Oh you have got to be kidding me” you smiled, always having been a fan of Japanese stuff. You opened the door, your eyes widening as you looked around at the pastel pink, blue, and white walls decorated with what you could only guess were original characters. The floor was matching checkerboard, the booths were pink while the chairs were pink and blue gingham, streamers hung from the ceiling and beside the counter were two booths inset into heart shapes on the wall with the words.

“All you need is love and coffee” above them.

The counter…the counter was filled with sweets of every kind, and behind the two women were multiple coffee makers. The menu hung high on the wall, decorated with more characters.

“Oh this would be the perfect place to record some content” you told yourself, suddenly realizing you hadn't asked Kate if you could film the yarn shop, you'd have to ask next time. You made your way towards the counter, the smell of coffee making you feel like you floated to it.

“Hi! Well you're new” the one woman spoke, her bright pink natural curly hair complimenting her dark skin. Her pastel pink turtleneck slightly hidden behind her pastel blue apron that had the same cloud character as the door.

“Hello, is it that noticeable?” You laughed.

“Small town, we know everyone” the other girl spoke, looking behind her at you while she made the coffee. Her dark hair in pigtails under her pastel blue beret, her light eyeshadow and slight wing complimented the almond shape of her eyes, and you could tell she was wearing circle lenses. Her white sweater dress under the same apron as the first girl.

“Not many new people?” You asked, watching as she turned and handed the coffee to the other customer.

“Not here, vacationers sure, but not residents” she stated

“I'm not passing through?” You joked, watching as she joined the other girl.

“Na, you got the vibe of a resident” the first one spoke.

“Vibe?”

“Yeah, and it's not just your cute cottagecore fit. You just seem like someone who has decided to settle here” she told you.

“That's…scary accurate” you laughed

“I'm a sensitive, It's my thing” she shrugged.

“Melody” she stated while holding out her hand.

“Evie” you smiled, taking her hand.

“Like the Pokemon?!” She smiled wide, her eyes seeming to sparkle behind her glasses.

“You could say that” you giggled.

“That is so cool!”

“I'm Hitomi” the other girl laughed at her friend, taking your hand to shake.

“Nice to meet you both, I love your cafe also, this is so cute! Could I film in here for YouTube stuff? Like blurring out faces of course.” You asked.

“Oh my God of course!” Melody replied excitedly.

“If you want, we can do a bit of an introduction and then some like b roll of us making your coffee” she suggested. And that was exactly what you did, you let them introduce themselves and talk about how they started up the shop, then Melody let you behind the counter to film Hitomi making the coffee. You paid and filmed around the shop, telling them that you would see them at the lighting ceremony and introduce them to Cassie. You made your way towards the door, noticing the light snow starting to fall again, making sure your bag and purse was secure on your arm, you stepped out onto the sidewalk and turned to walk across the street…Everything was fine…Until it wasn't. Your foot hit a patch of ice on the sidewalk's edge and you found yourself falling backwards, your hands going to the sides to try and grab something, but nothing was there. Letting out a small squeak, you continued to fall until you felt an arm stop you, and help you stand. Taking a second to try to slow down your heart rate, you looked up and were met with dark brown eyes, his gaze intense as he stared down at you, making you feel…someway.

“Thank you” you said after a moment, slightly stepping away from him, where you could now see him a bit better. He was older than you, maybe by ten, fifteen years if you had to guess. His hair was slicked back and dark brown, and he had just the right amount of facial hair, you found yourself thinking that it suited him well, which surprised you since you usually weren't a fan of it. But it was still his eyes that kept you still.

“No problem, you're not from around here”

“Everyone keeps saying that, didn't know it was that obvious” you slightly laughed.

“Locals would know to be careful about the edge of the sidewalk” he motioned to the slick area with his coffee cup before taking a drink, never taking his eyes off of you.

“Ahh…yeah…they don't really have that much ice in Georgia, at least not where I'm from”

“Georgia? Long way from home, what brings you here?” He asked, almost like he was studying you.

“Wanted a change of scenery, threw a dart at the map and it landed here” you shrugged, causing him to raise a brow.

“It's the truth officer…Jones” you stated, reading his badge, having only realized his uniform.

“Odd way to relocate” He smirked

“Maybe, but it worked,” you replied, watching as he moved closer.

“Well, Miss..”

“Mills”

“Miss Mills, be careful, you're not in Georgia anymore” he gave you a small smile, almost a smirk, before he walked past, making his way towards a sheriff's car. You watched him go, letting out the breath you didn't know you were holding.

‘He's a cop Evie, bad idea’ you told yourself, watching as he backed out of the parking space and drove off.

You headed across the street, checking out the shops on the other side before heading back to your truck and making your way to the grocery store, where you picked up all of the essentials as well as dog food for Cassie, who, was just waking up when you arrived back at your house.

“Lazy bones” you smiled, patting her head as you began putting things away, your mind drifting back to officer Jones.

You filled your day with unpacking, cooking dinner, and generally just trying to settle in, until it got closer to seven.

“You ready girl?” You asked, holding up Cassie's fur lined coat. She quickly jumped off the spot she claimed on the couch and allowed you to put her coat and boots on before following you out to your truck, your breath coming out in puffs of smoke as you slightly shivered. Man It was going to take you a little bit to get used to this cold.

The ride into town was a lot shorter now that you knew what you were doing, and once you got close enough you realized just how big of a deal this ceremony was.

“Dang I think the whole town is here” you told Cassie while quickly pulling into the only parking space you came across, you looked out at all of the people gathering around the giant Christmas tree, you wondered where Kate, Melody, and Hitomi were, or if you'd even be able to see them in this crowd.

“Guess we better get a spot” you told Cassie, hooking up her leash and helping her out of the truck, her tail practically vibrating as she waited for you to get your phone. The two of you made your way towards the crowd, keeping your eye out for a mass of pink as you figured Melody would be the easiest to spot, but you were stopped by an elderly couple aweing at Cassie and asking if they could pet her, you allowed it, knowing she would be sad if you denied her free pets. After talking for a bit the couple welcomed you to the town and you all walked closer to the tree.

You stopped once you figured you were close enough and again looked for your new acquaintances, but your eyes didn't land on a mass of pink, a pastel dress, or bright red hair. Instead they met the same gaze you had been thinking about all day. Officer Jones was leaning against the brick wall outside of the hunting store, his eyes watching you as he nursed what you could only assume was yet another coffee. You blinked, wondering if you should acknowledge him or just stare back, deciding on the former you lifted the hand that held Cassie’s leash and gave a small wave, watching as he gave you that same small smirk he gave earlier and lifted two fingers away from his cup in a makeshift wave, his other hand still buried in the pocket of his coat.

“EVIE!” You heard your name spoke excitedly before that pink you had been looking for came into view.

“Hey Melody, hey Hitomi” you smiled

“is this Cassie?” Hitomi asked, already crouching down alongside Melody who was currently petting Cassie.

“This is her”

“she is so adorable!” Melody gushed.

“Oh my God she is precious” a new voice spoke up. You looked over to see Kate looking down at Cassie.

“Hey Kate”

“Katie!” Melody smiled, hugging Kate, you guessed you shouldn't have been surprised they knew each other, they seemed like they would travel in the same circle. You found your eyes looking over again, spotting him still standing there, but this time there was a woman beside him, a blonde who looked closer to his age. They were talking, laughing as you watched her place her hand on his chest for a moment while he smiled at her. You watched her begin talking animatedly again, him nodding before taking another sip of his coffee, his eyes suddenly darting back to you, catching your gaze once more. You quickly looked away, realizing you had gotten caught.

‘Stop it Evie, don't even entertain the thought’

“Oh come on guys it's about to happen!” Kate exclaimed as everyone began walking closer to the tree, you followed along, squeezing in behind Hitomi, Melody to the right of her, and Kate to your left. You heard voices grow closer behind you, a woman and a man, and it didn't take you long to realize who's voices they were as they approached.

“Oh this is always so exciting isn't it Billy!” She stated happily.

“Best part of the season” he finished, but you caught something, it was faint, and well hidden, but you could have sworn you caught a tone of disinterest. But before you could think more Cassie began whining, her big brown eyes looking up at you before looking around.

“Oh, you can't see huh baby” you realized, reaching down and lifting the fourty pound pup up. She situated herself, happily looking around before her eyes settled behind you, her tail wagging.

“Hey pup” you heard him speak, before you felt him petting her.

“She's not heavy?” You heard the woman beside him ask, you gave a small glance back to let her know you were acknowledging her but didn't want to interrupt Cassies's pets.

“Na, perks of growing up on a farm” you laughed, adjusting Cassie.

“ALRIGHT EVERYONE! LET THE COUNTDOWN BEGIN!” A man up front shouted before everyone began counting down from ten, and, well, you didn't know what you were expecting, but this was far more magical. As soon as it hit zero the entire town was flooded with lights, from the tree to every nook and cranny of every shop. You gasped as you looked around, Cassie’s head jerking around as she took it all in, her tail in overdrive, she had always loved Christmas lights.

“better than Georgia?” Kate asked with a giggle.

“So much better” you stated, still in awe as you watched the crowd disburse.

“Oh Ms. Wilson, Officer Jones I didn't see you back there” Kate suddenly registered the two.

“Dear I've told you, call me Sophia” the woman told her while you sat Cassie back down now that there were less people.

“but I don't think we've met” she stated while looking at you, she seemed friendly enough, on the outside..but you felt like there wasn't something right about her.

“No we haven't, I just moved to town, Evie, nice to meet you”

“Nice to meet you as well” she smiled while shaking your hand.

“We don't get many new residents,” she stated.

“so I've been told” you replied, looking over at Melody and Hitomi.

“so what brings you to our little town?” Sophia asked, and just as you were about to answer, a different voice answered instead.

“Wanted a change of scenery, threw a dart at the map and it landed here” everyone looked over at Officer Jones, who, if you heard right, was named Billy.

“How?” Sophia asked while he looked at you with that same small smirk.

“First day here and she already fell for me” you knew it was just a joke about you tripping, but the look in his eyes told you he meant it in both implied ways. Which made you quickly correct him.

“I tripped, he caught me before I fell. I'm not used to ice”

“The edge of the sidewalks?” Hitomi asked

“Yeah, right after I left the cafe”

“well it's a good thing he was there, you could have gotten really hurt” Melody said, worry in her tone

“yeah,” You nodded

“thanks again by the way” you told him, watching as he shook his head.

“just part of the job”

“helping beautiful women is always the best part of the job” another man said while coming up beside him.

“Officer Hernandez” he offered his hand with a large smile, he seemed younger than Billy, closer to your age.

“Evie” You smiled, shaking his hand.

“Oh cool! Like the Pokemon?” He asked, causing Billy to look at him like he was stupid, but Melody chimed in.

“That's what I asked!” You couldn't help but laugh as they walked away to talk and look at the displays.

“Billy, why don't we go look at some of the displays too, I heard Debbie put a lot of work into hers” Sophia smiled, Billy looked back at you but answered her.

“Sure, but I'm still on duty Soph” he finally turned to look at her before she grabbed his arm and began walking, you watched them go, an odd feeling settling in your stomach.

‘Let it go Evie’

“Come on girl” you told Cassie, walking in the opposite direction and pulling out your phone, you'd have to get Hitomi to airdrop you her video of the tree lighting for your video. You made sure you got all of the business names in your shots before showing the displays, each one grander than the next, each one more and more, well, Christmas-y, you couldn't help but smile.

“This is so pretty! I'm so glad they decided to do a Christmas light display this year!”

“Yeah it's cool”

“Oh! Do you think we could get some hot chocolate? Really get into the spirit!”

“for fucks sake was coming here not enough?! You really know how to fucking push it you know, just look at your lights and be happy”

You felt the smile slip from your lips as you phone slowly lowered, the memories replaying clearly in your mind. Your lip quivered, but you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, shaking your head as if to shake out the thoughts before you kept filming, unaware that your small episode had been seen by a watchful gaze. You finished filming all of the shops before meeting up with everyone. Everyone wanted to get a moment to say hi to your audience, even Officer Hernandez, who quickly pulled Billy over, much to the older man's annoyance.

“you don't mind being on YouTube do you? I don't have to put this in if you don't want me to” you told him, watching him run a hand through his hair.

“na you're good” he told you, while the younger officer threw his arm around Billy's shoulder.

“You, on the other hand, are cut off” he told him, grabbing the coffee the young man had.

“Hey, I got to stay awake”

“At your age you have enough natural energy for that”

“At thirty your natural energy starts decreasing” Hernandez defended.

“See if hasn't decreased that much”

“Evie, do you have to have coffee?”

“She's like in her early twenties,” Billy told him.

“Thirty one, and I drink it every day” you replied, making both men stop.

“You are not thirty one” Billy stated.

“Was born in ninety three”

“You're a year older than me?!” Hernandez looked shocked and honestly, slightly horrified, you simply shrugged.

“How?!”

“Good genes, women in my family never look their age” You stopped the recording while laughing at their shocked faces.

“That's just how it is gentlemen” you told them.

“Sorry, it's just hard to believe you're only fifteen years younger than Billy” Hernandez said while shaking his head

‘46’

“Well if it makes you feel better, both of you look younger than your ages” you smiled.

“It does thank you,” Hernandez replied, earning an eyeroll from Billy. You hung out with everyone for a little bit longer before you noticed Cassie starting to get cold.

“Well I think I'm going to call it a night, need to get this one home and back to her fireplace” You told everyone, the girls quickly hugging you and kissing Cassie, officer Hernandez shaking your hand and telling you to swing by the station anytime. Sophia shaking your hand as well, though much more hesitantly you noticed. But as you went to shake Billy's hand he simply shook his head.

“I'll walk you to your car, make sure you don't slip again” he smirked, watching as you rolled your eyes.

“I will never live that down” you huffed, causing him to slightly laugh. You wished everyone a goodnight and began towards your truck, Billy easily walking beside you.

“Have a good night?” He asked after a moment.

“I did” you smiled, letting the silence settle in again.

“Got a feeling you're gonna fit in here, seems like you already have a lot of friends”

“And a few enemies” you said under your breath, but he caught it if his chuckle was anything to go by.

“Sophia doesn't like competition”

“Who says I'm competition for anything?” You asked him after you helped Cassie into the truck, you turned to look at him and found him much closer than before, his eyes once again gazing into yours as if trying to read your life's story. Before he just gave you that same little smirk and gestured with his head for you to get into the truck. You wanted to roll your eyes and ignore him, but for some reason, you just turned and got into the truck, him closing the door before you rolled down your window with the hand crank. His hand grabbed the now open window as he spoke.

“Drive safe, the roads are slippery around this time”

“Luckily my truck handles it better than my shoes do” you joked before adding.

“Thank you, I will, you drive safe too”

“Will do” he said staring at you for a moment before he pushed off, smacking the truck door and backing away.

“Welcome to Willowcrest Evie”

“Thank you Officer Jones”

“Billy”

“...Billy” you smiled, he smiled back before turning and making his way back to the crowd while you pulled out and made your way back home, driving a bit slower just in case. Once inside you started up the stove in your bedroom and got changed, returning to Cassie already passed out on the bed. Settling in you grabbed your phone, thumbing through the videos before finding the one you were looking for.

“you don't mind being on YouTube do you? I don't have to put this in if you don't want me to”

“na you're good”

“You, on the other hand, are cut off”

“Hey, I got to stay awake”

“At your age you have enough natural energy for that”

You stopped the video suddenly, quickly turning off the phone and putting it away.

‘Don't Evie, it won't end well’

There it is! Chapter 1! Much to be revealed still, but for now, that is where I leave you.

I will also leave you with pictures I found to model Cassie, Hitomi, Melody, and Kate after.

Cassie

Hitomi. Melody. Kate

[sorrowfulrosebud]

𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙: yandere Cetrion x earthrealmer headcannons

𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: yandere, read at your own discretion

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: murder, mentions of flesh eating amoebas, she treats you like a pet, yandere behaviours, kidnapping, implied starvation/dehydration but it’s only hinted at, she overall one of the better yanderes to have in this universe lol

༒ You can were most likely to catch her eye if you were some sort of activist on Earthrealm, or someone who cares about the planet.

༒ You could even be a doctor, someone who deeply cares about maintaining the equilibrium of the earth and who cares about life. (For this scenario we’re going with doctor).

༒ You caught her eye as she was examining Earth with the other Elder Gods, curious to see how you manage to beat the odds and save those with advanced diseases

༒ She watches you tackle patient care with curiosity, often watching you for hours as you tended to patients and fixed their ailments

༒ Cetrion knows she shouldn’t get attached to a mere mortal, but she loves seeing you go above and beyond for those in your care

༒ It brings her peace to know that someone else tries to keep her once beautiful planet somewhat safer, even in your day to day life. Never littering, walking to work where possible, helping those on the streets.

༒ It isn’t until she sees you being mugged by thieves on a dark night after work does she angrily change her form to one of a human’s to rescue you and take you to the Netherrealm

“Give us everything you have, asshole!” One of the thieves demanded, a box cutter raised threateningly to your stomach area. The others formed a barricade, preventing you from escaping.

You slowly pulled out your wallet and phone before a feminine voice cuts through the air.

“And just what do you think you’re doing?!” She says angrily, green eyes glowing slightly as she takes in your scared form. Your eyes widened at her funky appearance; after all, it’s not every day you see a handsome woman with lilac skin and a delicate shade of green hair.

“Piss off you stupid bitch, unless you want to get stabbed too!” The thief starts waving the box cutter menacingly, accidentally knicking your cheek. You whimpered at the pain before clutching your bloodied cheek.

Cetrion could only look on in rage as you cowered, body starting to go into shock at the presence of fear. She relaxed her face before smiling darkly.

“Close your eyes my love, and this will all be over soon,” she promises, blowing some green spores from her hand in your direction.

༒ She ends up brutally killing the thieves who threatened you, liquifying their insides with lava and allowing flesh eating amoebas to bite at their skin as they writhed in agony.

༒ When you awoke, she introduces herself and her role in the universe, before you promptly faint again. I mean, it’s not every day you see a giant woman claiming to be god.

༒ Cetrion keeps you extremely close to her, so you’re usually kept on her lap or by her shoulder. If you’re pliant, she keeps you with her in a small bubble that she creates, filling it with everything a mortal may need.

༒ If you’re not so pliant, then she has no problem slowly depriving you of these necessities until you beg her for help.

༒ She’s one of the better MK characters to have as your yandere since she loves to take care of you, although she definitely sees you as more of a pet.

༒ Cetrion isn’t necessarily a bad yandere, she just forgets that you had a life built before her and can’t understand why you would WANT to work or live in a small apartment when you have the entire cosmos to travel.

༒ If you’re insistent on living in an apartment, she crafts you a house that she visits you in when she’s human sized.

༒ For all she’s a literal God, she loves the idea of having a house partner. She loves going to her gardens to your little home, shrinking down and talking to you like a spouse. And even though she has no desire to eat, she enjoys watching you cook and even tries some food.

༒ She doesn’t punish you per se, she just ignores your base needs until you talk to her or apologise for what you did.

༒ Although she sees you as her pet, she definitely takes the best care of you, asking Kronika to expand your lifespan so you can rule the cosmos together.

༒ Cetrion tries to keep you out of Elder God business, but she explains what she thinks you can understand, because after all…

You’re her dumb little human.

[typenull]

youre the first person i thought of to ask but do you know what options there are for image hosting.. what do you do for your site?

aww shucks really? im flattered LOL… there’s quite a few options you have when it comes to image hosting. it depends on what you’re using them for though. i’m assuming based on what you asked here that you’re asking for a personal site and not file storage in general.

the most reliable option in terms of image hosting will always be uploading them to your own site assuming you’re using a static host like neocities or nekoweb. this is what i do for my website. as a nekoweb supporter i have 20gb of storage so as of right now this isn’t an issue for me, but may be depending on what you’re trying to host. i always recommend resizing large images like those taken on phones or large canvases unless you intend them to be viewed in full resolution - both for storage size, and for ease of viewing/bandwidth usage. i feel like a traitor to the gif format for even saying this but, if you have a lot of gifs you’re looking to host, i recommend converting them to webp or apng since they take up considerably less space and generally work much better than gif, which is becoming antiquated.

i tend to avoid using external hosts if i don’t have to because the idea that they could go down at any moment makes me nervous. things like google drive have limited space and it alongside imgur have recently mass deleted old anonymous uploads, breaking lots of things in the process. it just makes me nervous. however, if you do still need an external host for images, or files in general, these are the ones i know of and/or use:

1. catbox: probably the most common file host you’ll see due to it’s ease of access, and the one i usually use if i need to. also has a temporary file storage alternative at litterbox which i find useful for sending large files over discord and stuff like that. disadvantages are that your files aren’t linked to an account and so you won’t be able to manage them easily. it’s most useful for when you only need to host a few things without managing tons of files.

2. file garden: this one is new to me, but i’ve found it useful in the limited time i’ve had with it. linked to an account and you can sort and organize your files. this would probably be more useful for personal site storage than catbox. it’s similar to both google drive and dropbox, but without being run by a large company that runs the risk of exploding your files from inactivity or something.

3. imgur: as a last resort, i still see people use imgur quite often. i used it extremely often when i was younger. i don’t personally anymore because they recently mass deleted older anonymous uploads and it’s shaken my trust with them generally, so i tend to use catbox now. but imgur is large and not user funded like the other 2 options, so i figured i’d bring it up.

always keep backups of files that you’re hosting externally in case you need to reupload them!

things to avoid:

1. discord. they recently-ish announced that their file hosting will become temporary. you shouldn’t be using it for file hosting anyway considering it isn’t made for it, but i still see people do this from time to time

2. don’t use neocities/etc as a second drive: only upload things you want to use for your site. these site hosts are not made for sole file storage, and it would put unnecessary strain on them to do that. i saw people recommending neocities as a discord file hoard alternative and i vehemently disagree with the notion.

i hope my rambling was helpful if not way too wordy lol. thanks for the ask and feel free to ask about anything else/follow up!

[safetycar-restart]

Hi shelsssss 🥸

CL16 having fun with a silicone mould of your fingers.

I saw a video on TikTok of some girl doing it for her sub and I immediately thought of doing it for him.

You can’t always be with him at every race but you try to go to most being his dom and the source of his comfort but sometimes the schedules don’t align no matter how much you try and make it.

Obviously him being the needy boy he is, LOVES phone sex. And one night he’s whimpering about how much he misses your fingers. Which gives you an idea.

As a surprise for when he gets home you had a silicone version of your fingers made for him to have with him when you’re not around. And he goes feral when you give it to him. And after seeing his reaction it’s as if you switched roles for a split second where it’s you begging him to to try it. As soon as he does the roles are back to normal and you’re talking him through it and praising him until eventually replacing the silicone with your real hand.

Next time he’s at a GP alone you get a very interesting phone call.

Lol 🤭

-🩻

This is so good??? I’m obsessed. You guys really come up with the best ideas in existence oh my god.

Firstly, I think not only him whimpering about missing your fingers, but also him complaining that it just doesn’t feel right with his own fingers?

Like you’re on the phone with him, trying to talk him through stretching himself out enough to bounce on his favourite dildo, but he’s feeling so small and subby and the angle is so awkward and his fingers just don’t feel right. He begs you to help him, and it’s equal parts hot and heartbreaking because you can hear how badly he needs you.

So you get the idea of the silicone moulds of your fingers and instantly you know charles would love it. Maybe you make three moulds? One with one finger, then one with two and one with three. So he can use them to stretch himself out properly.

Maybe at first he doesn’t even know what they’re used for?

So there’s this very cute moment where he’s very thankful and happy to get a gift, but also very confused about why you’ve given him three silicone moulds of fingers.

But then you explain what he can use them for and well… the poor thing gets hard so quickly that he genuinely feels a little light headed.

So you try it with him, stretching Charles out with the moulds and Charles is just going feral. He’s whining and crying out, holding onto a pillow. Of course it doesn’t feel as good as your own fingers, but the size and shape are undoubtedly the same and it’s still so much better than his own hand.

He only ever uses them when on the phone with you? You’ve told him that he can use them whenever he wants, just as with any other toy.

But to him it’s not any other toy. He can’t use them without you telling him he can, because they’re made to replicate you.

Needless to say, he loves them.

(Also he sucks them as his own form of personal aftercare)

[sasaofastora]

Tag Game for Historical Simblrs!

Thank you @antiquatedplumbobs for the tag!

1. What has been your favorite time period to play in or which one are you most excited for?

So far the 1900s and the 1930s have been my favourites. For the 1900s I just loved Evie so much, and the whole period just felt really peaceful. Then for the 30s, Harry and Maisie were just too cute and it was so nice to have a story the was a little more wholesome after the chaos I put the poor Finch’s through in the 20s. I’m very excited for the 40s! Spoiler alert, I’m already there in gameplay, and I’m so happy. I mainly studied ww2 history at university so it’s fun to be in a period I’m very familiar with. Also just aesthetically I’m excited for the 80s and 90s because that’s my jam. 

2. Do you have a favorite piece of historical cc? (CAS or BB)

I think the last time I did these questions I said the Edwardian dress from @gilded-ghosts’s Stately Set and honestly I think that’s still true. I just love it a lot. However I also want to shout out the Langtree Updo by @twentiethcenturysims because it is just perfect for those Gibson Girl looks. 

3. Who is your favorite sim currently?

It’s my boy John Finch. I’m really worried for him since obviously soon he’ll have to go to war, but I just love that dorky little mechanic. I do also really love Ruth though, who we will be seeing more of for sure. She’s just too cute to deal with. 

4. What is your favorite world?

San Myshuno forever. Definitely going to need to find a reason for the Finch’s to move there one day- maybe in the 70s? Feels like it could fit that vibe really well. 

5. Are you more gameplay or story focused?

Bit of both! I have a general idea of what sort of things I want to deal with in each decade as it comes, so I’ll sort of steer the gameplay into those directions, but then often the gameplay will in turn steer the story. This is sort of why I prefer to do smaller story posts- it just matches more with the way I play. 

6. Do you like to play with pets in your historical saves?

Yes! The Finch family has had several dogs by now, I’m certain they’ll get a cat at some point. Pets to me always just make the house feel cozier 

7. What’s your biggest immersion breaking pet peeve with the game?

Well I was going to say when sims from other worlds appear in places it wouldn’t make sense for them to be in, but luckily just today @aheathen-conceivably brought this mod to my attention which I installed almost immediately. 

8. What’s your favorite in-game historical item? (CAS or BB)

Again I think I’m repeating myself from last time, but the radiator from the Vampires GP. It’s a little thing but I love it and just makes historical builds look better. 

9. What would you like to see as a new pack or asset to the game?

Bands please!!! The music career annoys me to no end- it’s so limited in it’s scope! Actually honestly just more careers in general I would really like. 

10. What pack do you think is invaluable as a historical simmer?

I’m jumping on the bandwagon and saying Cottage Living because I mean, just look at it. But also Get Together for Windenburg and Vampires for some very good items. 

11. Do you have a favorite mod to enhance historical gameplay?

I do now, and it’s that Home Regions mod! I also have one called “no more phone stuff” that I’ve had installed forever not sure where from, and it’s very handy. It doesn’t stop sims pulling out their phones all together, but at least no one is playing Blicblock in the middle of the Great Depression. 

12. What’s your ideal family size for playing?

Any where from 2-4. More than that and I start to get overwhelmed.

13. Do you use poses?

Yuuuuuuup, tons of them. Kind of want to learn how to make my own but haven’t had the time. 

14. Do you use any overrides in your game?

No I had one glitch really badly once and now I’m kind of scared of them lol.

15. Do you, or did you, play off-the-grid during your game?

I tried briefly at the start of the 1890s and it was just really frustrating. They really should be able to do more things even if they don’t have power. 

16. What lifespan do you play on?

Normal!  Finally settled on a setting. 

17. What inspired you to start playing a historically?

As I said I was a history student and I have always been a huge sims fan, so when I found out about the Decades Challenge I felt like I had to try it. I was hooked pretty much instantly.

Thanks again for tagging me, this was fun! I’m going to tag @alainas-sims, @applesaucesims, @jenplayssims, @sims-half-crazy, @sims-through-the-decades, and @simadelics. 

[justmeinadaze]

Take It Out On Me Part 4 (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: God I am about to start my period and I needed this y'all. Lol. It does lean more towards Steve than Steddie in this case and there was a reason story wise that I did that.

Enjoy!

Warnings: Dom Steddie and Plus Size sub reader. Like I said this is more of a Steve chapter but reader does mention Eddie a lot and the events of the previous chapter. Phone smut so dirty talk abound with degrading. Reader does get picked on again by Carol and starts a fight (both girls get hurt; not much), Reader hits Steve, she does use the save word but its not in a sexual setting. You'll see.

I think that's it.

Word Count: 3708

“What happened?!”

“Masie, Jesus Christ, nothing happened. Steve let me use his shower and then I crashed in the guest bedroom. It’s fine.”

Over the weekend and into the start of new school week, your friend continued to ask you the same question repeatedly. Every time you gave her the same answer but she never seemed to believe it. 

“Why would you even want to stay there?”

“Can we drop it? Please?”

“Fine. I’ll drop it for now but at some point, you have to come clean about your crush on Eddie Munson.” You roll your eyes as you close your locker and walk with her to lunch. “You know his dad is in jail, right?”

“Maze!”

“What! I’m just saying.”

As you both headed to your table, Eddie flashed you a small smile before focusing his attention back to his friends. When you passed Steve’s usual table, however, you were surprised to find that he wasn’t there. He had been in class that morning so he was here today and he was in class that afternoon. 

You wanted to ask him what was going on but you still didn’t know how to approach him or Eddie during school hours. You didn’t even know what the three of you were. 

Since you no longer had detention, you promptly returned home after school and tried to focus on your homework but it was hard. They both kept flashing through the back of your mind. You still didn’t know much about either of them and they definitely didn’t know anything about you. 

You did know Eddie Munson’s father was in prison but you weren’t sure what for. The town came up with their own ideas and used them against the metalhead whenever they could. Your parents always warned you to stay away from him because he was “bad news” but to you the rumors always seemed far-fetched. 

Steve Harrington you thought you did know but as you learned you didn’t. Every time you two talked, you found out something new and the new pieces left you more confused. 

For two people who seemed to like to take charge, they appeared to have little to no control over their surroundings.  

The sound of your phone ringing shook you out of your thoughts as you leaned over to your bed side table to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Hey Y/N. It’s Steve. Steve Harrington.”

“Hey. Good thing you told me your last name. Wouldn’t want to confuse you with the other Steve I’m expecting to call.” The sound of his breathy laugh made you grin. 

“Fuck that other Steve. I hope I’m not bothering you.”

“No. You’re not bothering me. I’m just doing my homework for our history class.”

“None of that shit makes any sense to me.”

“I, um, I can help you…if you want. Maybe, after school or something.”

“You’d want to help me?”

“Yeah, of course. Eddie to if he wants it. I know he’s having some trouble with Ms. O’Donnell’s class.” There was silence on his end except for the sound of his steady breathing. A sigh escaped your lips at the action, reminding you of falling asleep beside his warm, comforting frame. “Steve. Why weren’t you at lunch today?”

“Were you looking for me, honey?”

“No. I mean, I pass you both on the way to my table and you weren’t at yours with your friends.”

“Yeah. I didn’t feel like…dealing with them today.”

“Hm. I understand the feeling.” He became silent again making you worry. “Steve…are you okay?”

“Of course, I am.” You heard what sounded like him adjusting his body as he shifted on his bed. “Why? Do I not sound fine?”

“You just sound a little…lethargic.”

“Why? Because I’m calling to talk to you?! Look, I just wanted to hear your voice, okay?”

“Steve! Steve! Breathe, baby.” You have no idea where that term of endearment came from or what gave you the confidence to use it. Maybe it was hearing his panic or you just needing to hear his own confidence return. He didn’t scold you for saying it nor reprimand you in anyway so you decided to test the waters and see where this took you when it came to Steve Harrington. 

“Breathe. I’m glad you called. I really am. I just hate hearing you sound so sad. I wish I could be there so I could hold you and make you feel better.”

His breathing had begun to slow and you felt the tension break. “Is that all you would do if you were here?”

“I’d do anything you wanted me to, sweetheart. I belong to you and Eddie.”

“Yeah, baby. You do. Where are you right now? In bed?” When you confirm, his groan fills the receiver. “Me to. What, uh, what are wearing?”

“Nothing attractive.”, you giggle. “I have a big, blue oversized shirt and my pajama shorts.” 

Steve chuckles at your admission; not in a mocking way but filled with adoration especially at your honesty. “Most girls lie about that kind of thing. It’s kind of ridiculous like guys don’t expect you to be lounging at home in your lingerie.”

“Well, I don’t have any lingerie so”, you laugh harder. 

“Shit, Y/N. We need to correct that as soon as possible! I’m not going to lie though; I think you still look sexy in what you have on.”

“How would you know!? You can’t even see me.”

“Because you look beautiful in everything you wear.” A pleasure filled gasp finds its way from your lips. You weren’t expecting that. “Yeah? You like hearing me compliment you, pretty girl?”

“I…I do.”

“Why don’t you get naked for me? Like when you were here.” While you do as your told, he continues to talk to you. “I really did like waking up with you naked next to me. I can’t stop thinking about how gorgeous your fucking body is. Every fucking curve just…drives me crazy. Fuck, I’m so fucking hard right now just thinking about it.”

“Steve…”, you moan at his words as you climbed back into bed with your legs spread. 

“Do you have toys or anything?”

“Please. My parents would kill me if they found anything like that.”

“How do you usually get yourself off?”

“Honestly? I…don’t.”

Now this particular laugh he gave was meant to tease. “Honey, you’re telling me that you, the girl that said she likes to be used and fucked senseless…DOESN’T play with herself almost every day?”

“I’m telling you…yes.”, you smirk. “It’s not that I don’t know how or don’t want to…it just never worked for me. And I haven’t tried since we started fucking because I’m too fucking sore.”

You both laugh, yours much breathier than his. 

“Is your pussy still sore?”

“A little. Eddie really wore it out.”

“I bet he did. Did you like it though? Him fucking you like the whore you are?

“Steve.”, you whimpered as your hips slowly began to grind onto air. 

“Answer me, Y/N.”

“Yes, I liked him fucking me like a whore.”

“Fuck. Put your fingers between your legs, baby, and tell me how fucking wet you are.”

Gliding you digits between your folds; you feel the slick practically leaking down your thighs. “You’re making me drip, Steve. My sheets are soaked already. Are…are you stroking your big, thick cock?”

“Y/N, I’ve been palming my dick since you said you belong to us.”

“Aw, do you need me to remind you sometimes?”

“No…I just like hearing you say it. To hear you…fuck…submit. Put your fingers inside of your cunt.” Steve’s tone became more forceful and you promptly did as he commanded, whimpering at the feeling. “God, you sound so fucking sexy. H-how many fingers are you using?”

“Mmm—two.”

“Use one more.”

“Steve…I-I-I can’t.”

“Don’t fucking talk back to me. Remember, you’re the whore here, Y/N. You can take—mmm—our cocks but you can’t take three of your tiny fingers?!”

Your mouth opened in a silent O as you squeeze one more digit into your tight hole, moaning at the sweet feeling of you stretching yourself open. 

“Good girl. Such a good fucking girl for me. How does it feel?”

“Full…so…full. Fuck…I’m gonna—”

“Me to. Cum for me, honey.” You turned your head, muffling your moans in your pillow as you came. On the other line, you heard Steve grunt followed by his own heavy breathing. 

“Are you…okay?”

“Yeah…yeah, I am. Fuck.”, you laughed as your head fell back. 

“Don’t put your clothes back on. I want you to fall asleep naked and dream of me, pretty girl. Okay? Fuck, I wish you had a toy so you could sleep with it inside you because I would give anything to be able to do that with you right now.”

“Steve…”

“Do you like that idea? Fuck, just thinking of me and Eddie being able to fall sleep with us both inside you is making me hard again. Waking up in the middle of the night to take you again…over and over…Jesus.”

“Steve…I-I have to go. Please, don’t get me worked up again.”, you giggle trying to hide your moans at his words. “Good night, baby.”

“Sweet dreams, beautiful.”

#################

During your free period the next day, you sat in the hallway leaning near your locker as you studied for an up coming test. The sound of squeaking sneakers followed by loud skidding made you look up just in time to see Eddie sliding on his jeaned knees toward your side.

“Hey princess.” You giggled as you grinned up at him. “What are you doing out here?”

“I’m just studying for a test.” When you flashed him your notecards, he immediately yanked them out of your grasp as he got more comfortable beside you. 

“Geez, look at you all prepared. Why are you out here and not in the library or something?”

“There’s no one out here.” You gesture along the hallway for emphasis. “Plus, it’s quieter than the library…for some reason.”

“I heard you offered to help Harrington and I with our classes.”

“Oh, yeah. Of course. I don’t mind. I’m not great with everything but…” Eddie nods as you flash him a tiny smile. 

“I’d like that a lot. Unless it’s D & D, I struggle to retain that information. It’s almost like my brain shuts off or something.” He hands you back your cards and you place them in your lap. “How are you doing? Since the party I mean.”

“I’m ok. My dad didn’t smell any of the beer and thankfully Masie’s mom smokes so anything from your van he didn’t take as out of the ordinary.”

“Are you trying to tell me that my van smells like smoke?” He playfully squints his eyes at you as you laugh. 

“I’m saying that sometimes when I leave you two, I come in smelling like you two especially your cigarettes.” You glance towards the floor as you fidget with your hands. “It doesn’t bother me though…the smoke smell. It, um, makes me think of you now.”

You blushed as you felt his eyes on your face. “Sweetheart, you can’t get all shy on me now. Especially after a little bird told me you said you enjoyed me fucking you like the whore you are.” Your eyes locked with his as he grinned. “I wish I heard you say it for myself.”

After looking around, you reached for his chin as your thumb glided along him bottom lip. “I liked you fucking me, Eddie. I told Steve I was still sore from how you stretched me open.”

His breath stuttered a bit as his lips puckered out to kiss the pad of your finger. You both jumped a part at the sound of heels as a teacher breezed pass the hallway. 

“I wish I could fuck you right now.”, he whispered. “I have to go to this stupid fucking class or Principal Higgins threatened to suspend me again. My uncle will throw a fit.”

“Is that who you live with… your uncle?”

“Yup. In the trailer park a few miles down the way.”

“Where’s your mom?”

Eddie’s eyes meet yours with an amused smile. “I’m assuming since you asked that instead of where both my parents are that you’ve heard the rumors about my dad.”

“I know the town has their own stories… I’d rather hear it from you. Whenever you’re ready I mean.” 

He scans your over trying to get a read on you just as Steve had. You jump when the bell rings and students quickly begin filing out into the hall. Without another word, he rises to his feet, smiling down at you before disappearing in the herd of kids.

#############

As the day came to a close, you headed for the parking lot, lost in the prospect that one of the boys would call you tonight. You froze as you noticed a small crowd had gathered near a spot you were sure your car was currently sitting. As you pushed past people, the murmurs got louder until you finally made your way to the middle. 

You bag and books fell to the ground as your arms collapsed to your sides. On the side of your vehicle, spray painted in big letters were the words “Fat whore” in bright orange. The first thing that flashed through you mind was panic. How am I supposed to drive home with this? Everyone is going to see it. My parents are going to quiz me and demand to speak with the principal. They would cause a scene which is something I don’t need. 

Then, that fear was replaced with extreme anger. He told them. Steve told them about what him and I have been up to. How could he do this? I knew he wasn’t any different!

“Love the new paint job, Y/N?” Carol’s snarky tone cut through your internal breakdown. “I think it suits you.”

Something snapped inside of you as you gradually made your way over to before punching her square in the nose. Carol fell backwards, collecting her bearings before charging at you. As you both fell to the ground, the crowd started screaming and chanting. 

Suddenly, you felt an arm wrap around your waist and lift you off the girl underneath you. You fought trying to get back to her but it was no use.

“Y/N! Stop! Stop it!” Eddie held you tighter to him as he tried to calm you down. 

“Get the fuck off of me!”, you shouted.

“Stupid bitch! This isn’t over!”, Carol screamed as Tommy cupped her face in his hands. 

“Yes, it is!” Steve’s voice boomed over everyone else’s as he placed himself in front of you. “Stop this now. No more name calling or humiliating her. Just leave her the fuck alone.”

“What’s it to you?”, Tommy asked. “We’re your friends and if I recall Stevie boy you laughed along with us when we were doing that so called ‘humiliation’ in the past.”

“You’re not my friends anymore. Now get the fuck out of my face or else I will make yours look exactly like your girlfriend’s.”

They glared at each other before Tommy turned around and tugged Carol’s arm as they headed for their car. Steve swiveled his body to face you as you continued to fight against Eddie’s hold. As soon as they are far enough away and the crowd had dissipated, he releases you and you promptly fly towards the other boy, smacking him in the face. 

“How could you do this to me!? I thought you were different! How could you tell them everything?!” 

You fist flew again and he immediately caught your wrist, spinning you around till your back was against his chest. 

“Eddie. Van.”

You continue to struggle as he clings to you, pushing you forward to follow the metalhead. Once they reach his vehicle, Eddie climbs in and starts the engine while Steve throws you in the back, crawling in behind you. 

The van begins to move as you continue to fight and push, him allowing it before capturing you again and trapping you in his lap. What’s happening? Where are they taking me? How could he do this? How could he do this? How could he—"

“VANILLA!”

As soon as you shout the safe word, Eddie stomps on the breaks causing all the three of you to tilt forward. You climbed out of the bed of the van, tears clouding your vision as you began to walk away. 

“Y/N, wait.” Steve tries to grab your arm, ducking when you take another swing. “Please, I’m trying to respect your boundaries but you need to stop hitting me!”

“How could you do that!?”

“Do what?! What do you think I did!?”

“You told them! You told them I like being degraded and used!”

“Y/N, I haven’t talked to either of them since my party on Saturday.”

“Oh, fuck you! So, Carol just happens to call me a whore the day after we talk about it over the phone?!”

“I swear on my life I only told Eddie about that call. Honestly, it’s kind of pissing me off that you think I would ever stoop that low and hurt you like that! I may be an asshole but I’m not a complete fucking asshole.”

“That makes no sense.”, Eddie chuckles behind him. Steve rolls his eyes as he places his hands on his hips.

“How can I trust you, Steve? Tommy was right. You laughed along with them many times. What am I supposed to think?”

The man sighs as he begins to angrily pace. A thought shimmers in his eyes before he marches towards the van and sits on the back end. 

“What are you doing?”, you ask as he starts taking off his shoes.

“I don’t know how to show you that you can trust me especially after all the fucked up shit that I’ve done so I’m going for the next best thing.” 

Eddie’s jaw drops as Steve takes off his shirt and pants, exposing himself for anyone who should be driving by. 

“Tell me what I have to do. I’ll stand here all night or I can go back to the school and saunter down the hallways with my dick hanging out. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it.” A smile creeps across your face causing him to breathe a sigh of relief. “Y/N, I swear I didn’t say a word. Carol says stupid shit like that all the time. It’s like the only words she knows are ‘Whore. Bitch. And Tommy is it in yet.”

You laugh hard at that as he gradually steps toward you. “May I hug you?” As soon as you nod, he arms descend around you, clinging to your body. When you hiss, he pulls back slightly, seeing the blood glistening on your shoulder. “Munson.”

“Oh shit. Yeah, I have some stuff at the trailer. Looks like she scratched you good, sweetheart. Do you feel safe enough to come over or do you want me to take you home?”

“I can come over.”

##############

Eddie’s room was completely different from Steve’s but exactly how you would picture it when it came to the metalhead. It was a total mess which didn’t seem to bother him at all as he tore through the area looking for something to take care of you. The band posters on the wall made you smile as they were some of the bands you and Masie always listened to when you slept over. 

You reached out and picked up a folder hanging slightly off his nightstand. “Advanced Dungeons & Dragons Screen”. As you flip through it, your eyes take in all the monster and story information he’s collected, smiling at the sloppy notes he’s written along to side. 

“Steve, is there a particular reason you haven’t put your clothes back on?”, Eddie asks as he throws himself down on the bed next to you. “Take this off, babe.”, he whispers softly as he tugs at the hem of your shirt.

“It was to prove a point but now I’m just comfortable.”, he chuckles.

“Shit. I have to call my dad. May I?”, you ask as you reach for his phone. 

He nods as he places the damp rag in his hand on your shoulder and you hiss at the sting. Eddie’s other hand runs through your hair down the back of your head and you smile at the gesture as you dial your home phone. 

“Jesus, Y/N, where are you? You were supposed to be home 30min ago.”

“I know, mom. I’m sorry. My car kind of gave out on me so Masie’s dad towed it to the shop. I’m still here.”

“Hm. Well, I’m glad you’re ok. Will you be spending the night again? I need to know so I can tell your dad.”

Your eyes shift between the men in front of you as you try to decide. “Um, yeah. I will be spending the night. That way I can pick up my car in the morning before school.”

“That’s a good idea. Ok, sweetie. Have fun with Masie and we’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Look at you, you bad girl.”, Eddie grins as you hang up the phone. “What gives you the idea that you CAN spend the night here, hm?”

“SOMEONE informed me that you both like sleeping beside me naked so… I figured I’d utilize the opportunity.” You beamed up at him as he removed the rag and tossed it to the side. 

“Um, fuck, I don’t have any bandages or anything. Not ones big enough for this.”

“It’s ok. It doesn’t really hurt as much anymore…”

“I can grab some from the corner store when I go get her car later.”

“Oh, Steve, you don’t have to do that—”

“Do you not want me to?”, he cut you off. 

“Um, I mean, I don’t mind. I’m just saying—”

“Ok. Case closed.”

Eddie rolls his eyes as the other man leans back flat on his bed, reaching on to his floor, and throwing a pair of sweats at him. “At least but on some pants for right now for God’s sake. I think you proved your point.”

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[beardedhandstoadshark]

I've never owned a DS before and I'm really interested in purchasing one but I have no idea which one I should go with. I know there's the regular, the 3ds and the XL, so which one would you recommend?

Depends on your preference! I‘m gonna go a bit into detail here so you know what you’re buying, and there’s a TLDR in bold at the bottom, but if it’s still too muddled please don’t hesitate to ask!

Also, disclaimer, whenever I talk about pricing it’s from my own perspective, so for all we know, I could buy something super cheap that’s really expensive for you and vise versa, so it’s better to check it for yourself still.

For starters, there‘s quite a lot of different versions of the console, with the og DS and 3DS even counting as their two separate lines.

Generally speaking I’d say go with a 3DS, as they can also play every DS game on top of their own (which doesn’t work the other way around) and the hardware’s only half as old, so it’s less likely to die on you in the near future. However that makes them more expensive, too.

XL just means bigger screen/console. It’s just like when a phone comes out in regular and big size. For some folks the added space is too much to properly hold it anymore, for others the regular size is too small to do anything. Depends on your preference. For comparison:

The DSi and New 3DS are both kinda like "upgraded“ versions of the DS/3DS, respectively.

Left is a DSi, right is a New 3DS XL. They both have the same sizes as their normal counterparts, so the size comparison still works. (Ignore the low screen light on the DSi, I just didn’t bother changing it back lol. On Max brightness they‘re the same.)

If you don’t plan on playing any Gameboy Advance games, absolutely go with a DSi instead of a regular DS. They go for the same price (at least here) but the DSi has better hardware and way more functions, while being way less of a brick compared to the og DS. Apparently the max screen brightness is also higher than the og? Idk tho.

Theres also the DS lite, which is a DS that looks like a DSi, but again. Same price, might as well go with the upgrade. In any case, they’re also both harder to accidentally snap in two than the og model lol.

The New 3DS only has better hardware but no new software compared to the regular 3DS. But it’s got extra buttons! Very rarely used, but they exist. It’s kinda like 60 fps vs 30 fps, if that makes sense? The hardware difference is noticeable especially right after you switch, but you can also live without it, and sometimes it doesn’t make that big of a difference.

Like, if I play Hyrule Warriors, the regular 3DS is barely holding it together on 20fps and can’t even do 3D while the New one‘s playing pretty smooth and lets you play with 3D. And only THEN does the N3DS goes down on the same level as the regular 3DS because it’s essentially playing the game in double for the 3D effect to work. Meanwhile Mario Bros 2 plays the exact same on both of them.

What you could also do, is get a 2DS. It’s like a 3DS, but in 2D. All the features of a 3DS except for the whole 3D gimmick, so it’s basically like the Switch Lite. You also can’t fold it like the other ones, unless you get a New 2DS XL, which is foldable again, but that ones‘ price range is all over the place. The normal 2DS seems to sell generally cheaper than all the other 3DS consoles, at least.

TLDR: your options are a

DS

DS Lite

DSi

DSi XL

For the regular DS line, and for the 3DS line a

3DS

3DS XL

New 3DS

New 3DS XL

2DS

New 2DS XL

If you only have under 100 bucks or don’t care about 3DS games,I‘d say go with one of the DSi. All consoles of the DS go for more or less the same price, and it’s got the best hardware and features of them.

If you’ve got extra pocket change, go with any of the 3DS consoles instead, as there’s just more games for it on top of a better hardware and less age. Your cheapest option is a 2DS, but a regular 3DS isn’t that far off either. They might even go for the same price, if you’re lucky? If you wanna, you can go also with a New 3DS if it’s a lot of pocket change.

And if you vibe with a bigger screen, take the XL version of whatever line you chose! Except for the 2DS XL, somehow its 3D counterpart is cheaper than the 2D XL again.

Also, ALL of these consoles come in multiple colors!

TLDRTDLR: DSi for price or any of the 3DS line for more games, imo

…and if you get any of them and the shoulder buttons are broken, that’s completely normal. You can drop them 100 times and the console is fine, but play Mario Kart too often and the shoulder buttons stop working lmao.

[sharpth1ng]

OMG YOURE BOTH BIG DICK RANDY AND HW? BIG BRAIN SHIT. - I AM and bahaha thank you. I have like 20 minutes to myself rn, so speed typing this on my phone and apologizing for the incoming spam that's about to come your way because I'm going to respond to both Randy's monster cock and the HW stuff separately. (really need to get my shit together and find a username) First tho, your tags on that other post abt the dicks and Hank Williams. Iconic. and this tag thanks for the great chats as always - is so sweet and back at you!😊 1/2 He’s like “No I’m just not a fucking cocksucker” (red face). - he totally does which draws more attention to him not less (then he has the audacity to lecture Stu abt subtlety smh...)

(AND YES AT STUS MEAN GIRL ENERGY! that’s my favourite tbh like that’s the scene (aside from the kitchen) where it feels like, the most undeniable that they’re fucking.) YES that scene and the kitchen are truly amazing. I love how Randy is just there being used like a human barrier to keep them jumping on each other in the damn store. HIS EXPRESSION TOO. Every scene where those two interact it's like they're fucking in their own way with their go between. Even by the fountain and at the door.

why am I starting to think it’s funnier if Billy is average sized and just really insecure about it? - exactly what my thought process was lmao, like because A) he's dramatic about it (boy needs that a little bit dramatic shirt Regina wore in Mean Girls which I'm now picturing him wearing in the final act for his dying swan/falling down the stairs scene and the entire kitchen scene) and B) hates Randy, so this is just another thing for him to be pissed about. (speaking of I have always headcanoned he hates Randy because he's jealous of Stu's friendship with him, not because Randy is into Sid like he lets Randy believe. I could even imagine him asking Sid out in the first place when Stu starts up with Casey, just to one up Randy). I'm also loving the idea of Stu saying something about Randy's dick size at some point just to bait Billy and it fucking works (Billy thinks he's in control of this relationship but this entire lap dog scenario Randy speaks of is mutual and deep down Billy knows it and is pissed about that too! fdsjkfds)

Bless you Big Dick Hank Williams (hows that for a username lmao)

And LMAO you're welcome for the tags, I do my best.

Billy is CONSTANTLY lecturing Stu on subtlety and then going around being the most obvious cocksucker, its absurd really.

RANDY THE HUMAN BARRIER THO. I hc that theres been a whole lot of tension between them for years at this point, and they've both probably used Randy to buffer that before they were really ready to deal with it, and before it was even a sexual thing. He went to so many horribly awkward middle school sleepovers.

And OK but I've been thinking that Randy and Billy knew each other before Stu, like they were in preschool together and prob didn't get along that well but didn't hate each other. Then Stu started at their school in grade 1 or 2 and made friends with both of them and suddenly Billy just became the WORST to Randy.

I might write some one shot with them as kids tbh i've been interested in that dynamic and how it changes as they get older OH GOD I HAVE SO MUCH WRITTING TO DO

And tbh? I love the idea that he decided to start dating Sid because he knew Randy liked her, like Billy might not have even realized that that was what he was doing but that do be what he did. I think Stu's been dating for a while, probably started dating before Billy so I think Billy also decided he just needed to be dating some girl at a certain point.

ALSO HOLY SHIT THE MEAN GIRLS SHIRT LMAO. At this point i just have a mental collection of 'time out' shirts for Billy.

LOL also ya Stu baiting Billy about Randy's dick size would bring the furies of hell down on him but we know he's into that tbh so y'know.

[groverapologist]

i only worked backstage but i can def give u some insight into that! our school plays were kinda a big deal, i worked on prop and makeup one year and was stage manager the year after. now the dressing rooms are gonna look very different for every school; mines turned the gym changing rooms into the makeup area. some of the actors did their own makeup; that was mostly people who 1. knew how to do the makeup 2. required very little changes that they could easily do 3. previously practiced doing the makeup and 4. were usually older students (my school had students from 6th to 12th grade, so we had a bigger cast than most lol).

i was the makeup manager. i was in charge of makeup designs and makeup application. again, our cast was pretty big, and everyone required makeup, so we had to be smart about it. for certain ensemble members, i had one makeup look that would be put onto every single one of them (they were meant to be cult-like, so it worked). for the other ensemble members who were meant to be more diverse and different and rebellious, i gave them an idea of what the looks should be like, then when our first practice came, i built on their ideas. i wasn't the only one doing this, we were maybe 4 people working on this. this is definitely going to differ based on cast size, how many makeup changes have to happen, how much time you have, etc. you also have to be creative in handling the makeup depending on these factors. a lot of factors come into play for show makeup.

we had walky talkies that we would use to announce when someone was needed between stage and backstage. the stage manager did most of that work, but the prop crew also had some.

for props, we had charts and photos for how the stage was meant to look like in every scene. we still memorised most of the scenes' important prop placements, which isn't hard when you spend multiple months working on one project, but considering some schools do spring, winter, and summer shows, i think it would be a bit harder for them to memorise, so charts and photos would be enough. we waited backstage and would change the scenes whenever the curtains closed and gave any smaller props to the actors when necessary.

i make both of these roles sound dramatic but they were actually so fun. most of the work came in training to get them done quickly, but once we were sure everything would be done on time, we kinda just... sped through it on the actual day? and we'd spend the rest of the time dancing and having fun backstage even though we had to be really quiet about it so as to not disrupt the actual show lol. silent dancing in the dark.

funny little story. we had a lot of vapers in our school show. they'd all keep their vapes with me when they went on stage. at one point i had six different vapes in my pocket which was insane 😭😭 i also try my best to be kind always, so i found that a lot of people would come to me when they were nervous and i was really grateful i could provide comfort. another funny story, our show was during ramadan, and my friend who was doing sounds and i are muslim. the show was maybe 15 minutes after prayer time, so we would stuff our faces with food, pray, then speed backstage.

for the second show, i was the stage manager, and i took a lot of director roles too and was basically given the role of "second in charge". there was the obvious job which was: i had to manage when people were on stage, surprise surprise! we used walky talkies again, but i was also often running around making sure everyone and everything were where they were supposed to be. had to work closely with the prop manager at a lot of points because... props are part of the stage? kinda necessary part of being a stage manager lol. there was less dancing for me that year because i had more responsibilities, but i was fine with that. i was again given "can you hold my vape" duties which was still very funny to me, but it expanded to phones, small items, lipstick, etc.

i spent a lot of time pre-show annotating the script to decide when every cast member should be in certain locations. we had the backstage area, the dressing rooms, the stage, and the room connected to the backstage area. again, the cast was big, and no matter how hard i tried, i would never have been able to get them to be completely silent which you have to be backstage, so i had to think about that well. i had two people helping me which i was sooo thankful for.

given i was "second in charge" and am generally approachable, i also had to deal with a lot of problems in the cast. if there was drama, or there were serious issues, i was often the one told about it. the biggest issue was when the director was making a cast decision that made a lot of people uncomfortable because the person cast was very rude and disrespectful. i had to manage that situation but could only do so much as second in charge. the director and i came to a compromise that made most people feel better. (ps. i hated the director. hated her guts soooo bad. hated her decision making so bad as well. hated how she always played favourites. ugh.)

the cast and crew are usually very close and friendly. i was friends with most of the main cast and most of the crew (not the director though. ugh). we hung out outside the show often. i will say the backstage crew tended to be less theatre kid-y, half of us were and half of us either just wanted the credit or were doing something they enjoyed for other reasons (someone who worked on tech ended up studying computer science, for example). at the end of the show we would have an afterparty where people would almost certainly get drunk, and we'd celebrate the weekend after (shows ran from friday to sunday, so we couldn't do much over the week lol). we'd go on karaoke and people would joke that the crew was meant to be the ones on stage, we had a picnic, we just had a lot of fun overall. i wasn't involved in any drama, but i know there was some both times (again, considering we had a whole classroom sized cast, i think that's kinda a given).

some certain things we did include:

not saying macbeth, obviously

mutually hating on the director (both cast and crew. some people liked her but the majority were three seconds away from clawing our eyes out cuz of her)

calming one another down when we were nervous (that included me being calmed down cuz i was on the verge as a stage manager 😭)

as someone said. no going behind the damn back curtains. i was the only one allowed to as stage manager and i had to be so fucking careful that i didn't do it except for once when i really needed to. there were lights and wires between the wall and the curtain and any movement would've been seen by the audience which is a no-no.

we had a common phrase which was "you know what the audience is meant to be seeing, they don't" which basically meant if you fuck up, the audience won't know: improvised and don't panic. the audience can't tell the difference between improvisation and script.

i had to deal with. a lot. of makeup smearing in between scenes and acts. sometimes had to redo the whole thing. hellish.

sometimes the cast would help the prop crew put everything in place when the curtains were closed and the cast were ready.

we had vocal and bodily warm ups, and the crew participated in them as well. wasn't necessary, but it was fun bonding.

we had a mic disparity so we very often had to give mics from one person to another. also hellish, would not recommend.

the prop people will be insanely specific about where things go. better to give them the prop and have them place it where they want than just put it where you think it should be backstage.

the crew loves messing around. we have a lot of gaps where we don't work. we will 100% take advantage of them and fuck around for a bit.

putting makeup on someone can feel. a bit romantic. not for the makeup ppl but. for the cast. i hated that people felt like that cuz. i was kinda just doing my job lol. had a cast member confess and another flirt and i didn't reciprocate either and it was hell!!!!!

theatre is known for having a lot of queer men, but it also has a lot of queer women and a lot of trans and nonbinary people. it's a very inclusive space (in small productions at least) which i personally loved sm as a queer woman myself

that's all i can rack my brain for rn, but i'm sure there's more. idm sharing whatever, so always feel free to hmu!!

PSPSPSPS!! Calling all theater kids!!! I wanna make Jason a theater kid but I was too busy being in marching band to join any school plays. I know plenty of Shakespeare, but only in a literary analysis way. Tell me ALL about your time in your school drama department