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hendersister · 1 year ago

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the power of love

summary: you and steve sneak into a preview screening of back to the future.

pairing: steve harrington x henderson!sister reader

title 🎵: the power of love by huey lewis & the news

a/n: sorry i didn't know how to end this so it just like kinda ends...

“You almost ready, Steve?”

You’re sitting in the back room of Scoops Ahoy, waiting on your friend Steve. He’s in the bathroom changing out of his work uniform into some normal clothes.

“In a minute!” you hear Steve yell from the other side of the door.

You and Steve have big plans tonight. One of the projectionists at the mall's movie theater told you that they were having a secret late night preview of the new movie Back to the Future. It’s not set to open for a couple of weeks and you’ve been dying to see it. As soon as you heard about the preview screening you asked Steve if he wanted to come along. You wish your little brother Dustin wasn’t away at sleepaway camp because you know that he wanted to see the movie too.

“Ok I’m ready! I’m ready!” Steve announces as he opens the bathroom door.

You jump to your feet.

“C’mon, let’s go!”

You and Steve leave out the backdoor. Working at the mall has some perks. You both know all the secret passageways and found out a way to sneak into the movie theater. You aren’t the only people who take advantage of this. Dustin’s friends bug you or Steve at least once a week about sneaking them into the movies.

“Relax Y/N! We’re not going to miss it,” Steve reassures you, and then, “I’m sure that projectionist guy will hold off on starting the movie until you arrive. What’s his name again?”

You roll your eyes.

“His name is Danny and he wouldn’t do that,” you answer.

“Yeah he would! That dude totally has a crush on you,” Steve tells you.

“No he doesn’t!” you deny it.

“Trust me, he does,” Steve insists. There’s a hint of jealousy in his voice.

You shake your head in disbelief.

Steve opens the door that leads into one of the side hallways at the cinema. He lets you out first and then follows closely behind. You lead Steve to the theater. Even though this was supposed to be a secret sneak preview, the theater is pretty crowded.

You and Steve find two seats together just as the trailers start. Steve knows he has a few minutes to spare before the movie begins and he’s going to take advantage of that time.

“I’m gonna get a coke,” he tells you as he rises to his feet.

He walks away before you have a chance to respond. As you watch him leave the theater you shrug to yourself. Oh shit! I should’ve asked him to get me one too…

Steve steps out into the lobby and approaches the concession stand. He recognizes the girl behind the counter. They went to Hawkins High together.

“Hey Steve,” she smiles.

“Hey Jennifer. Can I get 2 cokes?” Steve nods.

Jennifer raises her eyebrows.

“Who’s the lucky girl tonight?” she questions Steve.

“Oh, uh, no date tonight. Just here with a friend,” Steve replies.

“Sure,” the cashier rolls her eyes, unconvinced.

A few minutes later, Steve returns to your theater with the drinks.

“Hey. What’d I miss?” Steve asks as he sits down beside you.

“A lot! There’s another movie coming out soon with Michael J Fox. He’s gonna be a werewolf that plays basketball,” you tell him.

Steve scrunches his forehead.

“Wait… What?”

“Yeah! It’s called Teen Wolf,” you laugh, “Don’t judge me but I kinda want to see it….”

Steve chuckles and hands you one of the cokes. Your eyes widen. You didn’t even get the chance to ask for a drink but Steve got you one anyway. You’re touched by the gesture.

“Thank you,” you say sincerely.

“Of course,” Steve smiles.

The lights start to dimmer and the “Our Feature Presentation” graphic appears on screen. It’s showtime.

You and Steve watch the movie in awe. Back to the Future isn’t like anything you’ve ever seen before. You know that you’re watching something special. The movie isn’t out for another few weeks but you just know it’s going to be a huge hit.

While watching the scene where Lorraine makes a move on Marty, you close your eyes. It’s just too cringey. You impulsively flinch, accidentally taking Steve’s hand. You’re about to pull your hand away but Steve, still focused on the screen, instinctively intertwines his fingers with yours.

You let out a deep breath. You don’t know how to explain it but holding Steve’s hand just feels right. You feel safe and at ease.

You and Steve quietly hold hands for the rest of the movie. You don’t let go until the end of the movie when the entire theater erupts into cheers. Everyone is clapping, including you and Steve. You loved it.

The two of you are hyped as you walk out of the theater.

“That was one of the best movies I’ve ever seen! I think it's now in my top three!” you exclaim.

“Yeah! It was so good I can almost forgive the fact that the girl was trying to bang her son,” Steve jokes.

“You should go as Marty McFly for Halloween this year. I think you could totally pull off that costume,” you suggest.

“Oh yeah?” Steve smirks.

“Yeah definitely. Just don’t include those suspenders. Not many people are able to pull off that look like Michael J Fox,” you advise.

“Mhmm,” Steve nods, taking in what you just said.

“But on the flipside, I don’t think Michael J Fox could pull off your Scoops Ahoy uniform. You are the only guy I’ve seen that actually looks good in it,” you tell him.

Steve’s face perks up.

“You think I look good?!”

You shyly smile.

“Yeah… but you look good in like everything,” you quietly reply.

Steve smiles. His heart melts a little bit. Since hitting puberty people have been telling Steve that he’s good looking. But it means more coming from you.

#stranger things #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x henderson!sister reader

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nbnb0498 · 7 months ago

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Bestfriends?

Corey Haim X Fem reader

Summary: Corey and Y/n have been best friends forever they’ve

been in so many movies together and they love each other but

as friends…..Maybe that will change

*no spell check*

This has smut !!

“Y/nnnn” Corey said walking up to her as she was getting her makeup done for a new movie they are gonna be in together. “Hi Corey.” Y/n said smiling slightly not trying to move so she doesn’t ruin the makeup that the makeup lady was doing. “After we’re all done with filming wanna go out with me and Feldman?” He said with his cheeky slime as he sat down next to her. “Ooo yeah!” Y/n mumbled as the makeup artist start to put lip gloss on y/n “great, I’ll see you then” Corey smiled then walking out of Y/n’s trailer.

after a few hours of filming Y/n was waiting at Corey’s car waiting for Feldman and him.Y/n then saw the, walking up to the car, Finally “thank you what the hell took you guys forever I’m freezing” y/n shouted as they both were so slow. “Sorry not sorry” Feldman smiled sarcastically “shut up let’s just go already” Y/n rolled her eyes as she got in the back of Corey’s car as Corey started running to the car “sorry y/n I had to change” Corey said as he open the drivers door.He was wearing sweatpants and a sweater. Y/n tried not to look but she couldn’t resist she shook it off and said “Where are we going?” “I don’t know how about we get some food?” Corey said as he started his car and looked back at y/n. “Sure” Y/n smiled at Corey. Y/ns has like Corey forever since they meet she had her eyes on him. He was funny, sweet and handsome. God she wishes she could just sit on his pretty face.

They all got some food and since it was late they ate it in the empty parking lot just talking “oh- shit I gotta get home” Feldman said “alright let’s go then.” Corey drove to Feldman’s house. “See you guys later” “byeee” y/n said as she got into the passengers seat then Corey drove off. “What do you wanna do since it’s just us?” “Um I don’t know whatever you want” Y/n smiled “Hmm let’s see…what can we do.” Corey said tapping his left hand on the wheel as his right went into y/n thigh. “You know I love you right?” Corey kept looking at the road then back to Y/n “of course i love you too” Y/n smiled “W-well what if… I loved you more then bestfriends?” Corey started to rub y/n thighs as her eyes widen. “I-I…I don’t know” Y/n couldn’t even breath at this point.

“Would that be ok?” “U-ummm I..” Y/n was so shocked she couldn’t even speak properly. “Yeah it would be ok” She said a little embarrassed as she looked out the window.After a few minutes of silence Corey pulled into an empty parking lot. “What’s wrong? Is um everything ok?” Y/n said.Corey was just staring At her never breaking contact “what wrong Cor-.” Y/n said laughing as she the. Got caught off by Corey kissing her.She broke the kiss after a few seconds but then she went but in.Y/n then got on top of Corey’s lap as they counted to make out. Their tounges sliding into each other’s mouth making Y/n moan.Corey pulled away as he pulled off y/n’s shirt she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Fuck they’re so big.” He said as he started to kiss them, that made y/n giggle.

As Corey played and kissed Y/n’s boobs she started to straddle his lap.Corey threw his head back “Fuck I’ve always wanted to do this with you” Corey groaned Y/n smirked as she went a little fast.Corey was just there with his face in between y/n’s boob kissing and biting defiantly leaving hickys. “O-oh my god Corey….” Y/n moaned “Yeah.? You like that” He mumbled. After a few seconds later Corey pulled away and got into the back of his car. He smirked at Y/n as he started to take off his sweatpants Y/n watching his every move.She was literally drooling

His veiny long cock was hard.His pink tip leaking with pre cum.Corey the took off his sweater he was completely naked. “Come on” Corey smirked.Y/n climbed into the back seating beside Corey.She started to take off her leggings leaving her in her underwear.After that Corey posited y/n so that he back was on the window and her legs were speared out.Corey was in between y/n’s legs. Corey started to rub his fingers on her clit thru y/n’s underwear making her gasps as she was already wet. “So wet for me already huh?” Corey groaned, Y/n’s moans making him go crazy. “P-please more..” Y/n moaned as she watched Corey.Corey then moved y/n’s underwear to the side as he shoved 2 fingers inside of her as he started to finger Y/n. “J-Jesus Christ y-yes!” Y/n screamed slightly as her and Corey made eye contact.Corey smirked still holding eye contact.

“So wet and tight squeezing my fingers so tight.” Corey said watching Y/n’s every movement.Corey moved closer so they could kiss. Y/n put her hands on each side of Corey’s face.Their tounge slide in each others mouths. Y/n was moaning in Corey’s mouth making him pump his fingers inside of her even faster. “Oh f-fuck Yes..yes yes!” Y/n’s screamed pulling away from Their little make out session. “C-Corey I’m gonna c-um” After a few seconds Corey pulled out his fingers.He sucked on his finger getting Y/n’s juices. “You taste so good, so much better then all those other girls, mmm” Y/n smirked as she pushed Corey onto the other side of the door Good things Corey’s windows were tinted. “Your cock looks so yummy” Y/n smirked as she spit on the tip of Corey’s cock

“Would look so good looking so good inside of me” Y/n rolled her as to the back of her head as she said that out loud.Corey move y/ns hair out of her face as he held it tight shoving his cock down her throat. “Fuck Y/n…” Corey groaned as he threw his head back. Y/n’s gag reflex wasn’t helping her out but she kept going. Tears started to run down her cheeks as Corey started shoving his cock even further down y/n’s through. Corey watched as the tears fell from y/ns eyes making him smirk. “Good girl” Corey moaned “I’m gonna cum soon give you all my cum to taste” Corey said that made Y/n never want to stop. A few seconds later Corey’s cum shot out into y/n’s mouth. “Swallow” Corey said and that’s exactly what she did showing her tongue. “Good girl such a good girl” Corey said going to sit in the middle seat man spreading.

Y/n then sat on Corey’s lap.Corey slid his cock inside of y/n’s and started to fuck her hard. “Oh-fuck y-es” y/n moaned as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Good girl, taking it so well” Corey moaned as he pounded into y/n’s cunt. “I’m gonna c-um already f-fuck!” Y/n screamed pain and pleasure taking over her whole body. “Want me to cum inside you, huh? Give you all my babies, I bet you would like that slut” Corey watched as Y/n’s big tits bounced in his face. “Y-yes please fuck I love you I- love you” between Y/n!s loud moans and Corey and her skins slapping you could hear them from miles away. “ I love you too, fuck” Corey moaned as his face was between y/n’s bouncing tits. “Thank you thank you!” Y/n s-creamed as Corey pounded into her, “I’m- g-gonna I-I’m coming wa-” Y/n moaned as she felt like she had to pee she tried to get off him but since his Corey’s arms were wrapped around her waist she couldn’t. A few seconds later y/n squirt all over Corey’s cock. Corey smirked as he started to rub y/n’s clit not wanting her to stop “oh my God!” Y/n screamed. “Holy shit! I- never made any squirt before I guess that means you have to be my wife now” Corey smiled as he said that “I’m happy to hear that.. but I’m your car has all of my.. stuff on it” y/n said embarrassed. “I’m fine pill just wipe it down no big deal” Corey said as he kissed y/n slowly.

Let me know what you guys think!!!

#corey haim #smut #corey haim smut #80s

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chronicsyd · 5 months ago

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I have Arcane photos! (And thoughts!)

Ok so as far as I know all these are legit for the Annecy festival where they might drop some more s2 hints on 6/12 (personally I don’t think any trailers are coming until Sept/Oct like they did for S1 but that’s my thoughts on that) moving on,

First photo,

Clearly on the outside of the building, Vi looks similar to one of the generic poses she was holding in s1 posters so I don’t have much to say on her. Caitlyn on the other hand looks outright pissed, which I don’t blame her considering I’m one of the people convinced Cassandra’s biting the dust due to Fishbones, ngl I think they’re also using one of Ekko’s frames from ep 7 fighting Jinx so I don’t have much to say on him either as for Jinx it’s hard to tell where her eyeline is directly hitting I think it’s just generically at the three of them and of course her eyes still gleaming with Shimmer.

Next,

This one shows more of our Topsider friends, you can make out Victor, Ekko again, Sevika’s right next to him (you can tell by the nose and snarl on her lips) I think that may be Cait popping up again but I wasn’t sure cause Cait doesn’t really wear lipstick, Heimerdinger right next to them with his usual panicked expression, and in the lower right hand corner you can just make out Mel which means we’re probably seeing her post Fishbones (yay for Not-So-Average-Fangirl the ❤️Art❤️ has survived. Srry I just thought that was funny) Anyway, I don’t see Jayce here but he’s one of the few that I said is absolutely surviving into S2 mostly cuz I don’t think they could go on without wonder boy.

And lastly (for now),

This is clearly supposed to foil the S1 poster with young Vi and Powder where a scared Powder was looking directly at the audience. And, while Vi’s embrace of Powder was protective, this doesn’t hold that same merit to me at least. And this may just be me but Jinx’s eyebags look Significantly darker than episode 9 sooo yea she’s not doing better and Vi looks outright terrified (not that I blame her, honestly) and it looks like she’s just kinda starting off while Jinx has remained looking at the audience.

(Yea so I don’t have more unfortunately but as soon as I do you know I’ll be frantically posting it. Also my autocorrect keeps trying to put Ekko as Elmo and it’s really annoying 🤬)

#arcane #arcane season 2 #annecy festival #2024 #vi arcane #jinx arcane #caitlyn kiramman #ekko arcane #sevika #Mel #the art #not so average fan girl #news #and thoughts #kinda

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5and3nevermind · 6 months ago

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🐱: Jimin, let’s get you shirtless and do a dance just like that.

🐥: I’m on it.

🎬: [cut]

⚠️ 🤡 Speculation ahead:

Ok, I included that moment at the top because I want to start with something positive before we get into this.

I don’t believe in the “2018/2019 break-up” theories. I just don’t see it. And trust me, I’ve looked for it because let’s be honest…you can’t have a break-up without a relationship to begin with, right? In other words, you could argue that it would actually help prove that yoonmin is “real.” Not to mention the fact that many yoonminers see a rift during that time. It’s human nature to want to see what everyone else is seeing. No one likes feeling like “I must be missing something.” But…I have looked and I don’t see it. During that time, we do see some restraint when it comes to their physical affection, but there are enough wonderful moments scattered throughout that time that I just don’t see a break-up. That’s my opinion, and I understand I’m kind of on my own on this. 😉

Now…where I do see some bumps in the road is late 2019 and early 2020. This includes Jimin’s visit to the Shadow set, which clearly didn’t go the way Jimin had hoped and which was still the subject of some debate a couple months later at the MOTS7 purple sweater day. (Sorry, I can never remember the official name of anything.)

The Black Swan contemporary dance reaction video, where that screenshot at the top came from, was released on 200119…in other words, right in the midst of this period.

I see good and bad here. Yoongi says Jimin should do a shirtless dance too. Jimin says that Yoongi’s video (I assume this was a reference to Interlude: Shadow) was amazing.

On the other hand, there were some little bickering moments in this video that don’t quite feel like the “for fun” Tom-and-Jerry bickering that we’re used to.

But enough about that! Rather than dwelling on the negative, what I find incredible is the way we are able to see them repair this problem (whatever it was). Because that’s what people who are extremely close do. With Yoongi and Jimin, we see them making extra efforts to fix things throughout mid 2020. They put in the effort and emotional energy to rectify things. And we see the result of this effort during surgery era when Jimin was so attentive and concerned about Yoongi, and Yoongi in turn was appreciative and outspoken about Jimin’s support.

- at the MOTS7 event, Yoongi mentions that Jimin showed up at the Shadow set and that he appreciated it even though he didn’t express that at the time. Remember, at this point we hadn’t seen the visit yet. So Yoongi isn’t saying this for our benefit. He’s saying it for Jimin.

- radio live in May 2020: Yoongi brings up the fact that Jimin did not show up to the Daechwita set and asks why. They discuss it pretty openly, the fact that Jimin had wanted him to ask. He wanted to be appreciated more fully/openly. 🐱: “Do I have to beg?” 🐥: “Of course!” Bravo to Jimin for being up-front about this and telling Yoongi what he wants. And bravo for Yoongi for listening and then demonstrating that he understood…

- also during that live: Yoongi lists the times in which he’s publicly stated that Jimin is special to him. He also mentions that he originally wrote People for Jimin.

- and let’s not forget Yoongi’s absolutely glowing intro for Jimin that day, and Jimin getting so giggly and telling Yoongi he loves his radio voice.

- during ITS, Yoongi invites Jimin into the trailer to listen to songs he is working on. We know one of those songs was Amygdala, which is very special and personal to Yoongi. We also know this song was for Yoongi’s solo album, not BE. So, Jimin’s role as Music PM was not the reason Yoongi invited him to hear the song.

- also during ITS, we see Yoongi make an effort to spend time with Jimin. They ride together in the car, do woodcarving together, play video games. Yoongi makes an effort to invite Jimin to participate, especially in the gaming.

- Yoongi was very vocal about wanting Jimin to be the music pm for BE, and he praised him more than once for his efforts during the BE promotional period.

- and then sprinkle in a dash of matching shirts during the yoonminjin dance live.

We are talking about real adults in a real relationship/friendship/partnership/whatever you want to call it. There will be challenging spots along the way. That’s an absolute guarantee. What tells me a lot about yoonmin and their bond is that we see a problem and then we get to see them implement a solution. To me, from my perspective as a yoonminer, I think all of this shows that they’re willing to put in the effort to overcome hurdles when they come across them. It also shows a lot of emotional maturity/emotional intelligence on both of their parts.

Sorry I didn’t link to receipts for all of this because I had a lot to say, but feel free to ask if you’d like a source for any of this.

#yoonmin #2020 #i’m rambling #speculation

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islandtarochips · 5 months ago

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Arthur’s Note: After watching that AWESOME trailer! I just wanted to do a small story or maybe a one shot about my Black Ops OC! I’m feeling so hyped up on how this one goes! Summary: Koa who was just spending time with his family. Who he had gotten back with again. Enjoying his off-time with his girlfriend (not being the wife YET for they were still divorced) and his two sons again. Until he got a call from his General wanting to talk about something. What is it that they’re going to talk about? Is it another mission threatening their home or is it someone else’s problem that he has to help out with? Let’s find out shall we?

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Clouds had darkened the blue sky during the day. As the rain poured onto the city of New Zealand. Where Koa had lived all of his life. Living in the house with his loving girlfriend who he had gotten back together after from the last mission he went to.

He was happy to see her and his two sons gathering in the living room. Watching the news on TV.

He was making some tea and some snacks for them as he took the tray. And walked over to them.

As he set it on the table and gave the cup of tea to Aroha, his girlfriend. He saw the news on the TV saying about the riot that is going on in America.

“It’s CHAOS over there…” Aroha said worryingly seeing how messy it was. She took a sip from her cup as she looked at her boyfriend. “Doesn’t this worry you?”

Koa sighed as he gave the snacks to his younger son, who was laying on the floor while drawing, and gave the other one to his eldest son. “Kind of but don’t actually care. And that’s the thing about these Americans. Always causing chaos with NO reason.”

He grabbed his tea as he took a sip from his cup and pulled Aroha closer to him. He smiled at her. “But I’m not worried right now since I’m safe here with you and our boys.” Then he leaned closer and kissed softly on her cheek. “Mostly with you.”

Aroha giggles, feeling his lips against her cheek and then her head. “Oh stop it you.”

Their eldest son, named Kai, gagged playfully at the sight of his parents giving each other affection. “Gross! Get a ROOM, you two!”

The youngest son, named Ari, giggled a bit and also gagged. “Yeah! Get a ROOM!”

The couple chuckled to see the boy's reaction of them showing their love. Koa smirked at the two playfully before continuing to kiss Aroha on the lips.

The boys gagged even more before Kai covered his little brother’s eyes.

Aroha giggled at her lover’s playfulness before she joined in.

“Can you give us a BREAK?! We’re young over here!” Kai complained as he tried to look away from this sick love scene.

Koa leaned back and grinned at him. “You might act like this as well once you get a girlfriend.”

His eldest son rolled his eyes before they all heard the house phone rang. Kai went to get it as he walked to where the phone was hanging on the wall.

It kept ringing before he picked it up.

“Hello?”

Koa let his lover lean onto him as he glanced at his older son talking on the phone.

“...um…ok. Hold on.” Kai looked towards the living room before calling out. “Hey dad! Someone is on the phone for you!”

Koa turned his head to where Kai was at. And then looked at Aroha before kissing her head as he said to her that he’ll be back. She nodded and removed herself for him to get up. And let her youngest son come up on the couch with her.

Koa slowly walked over as Kai handed him the phone. He told him to go sit with his mother before answering the phone.

“Hello?”

“Captain Nakiu? It’s General Akahata.”

Koa felt surprised to hear his General’s voice through the line. “General? Why are you calling and how did you know my number?”

“I have my ways, Nakiu. But I need to tell you something. It’s important.”

“Oh um…of course, sir. Say it away.”

“An old comrade of yours is coming in around midnight. To give you a message about the mission that I…hope that you’ll accept and understand.”

Koa was confused at the General’s words. “Sir, I don’t understand. I thought the mission that I took two weeks ago is my LAST one. And I just started my leaves.”

“I know. But this is important, Colonel. And it’s not my choice to tell them that you don’t want to.”

“Then who am I going to speak with?”

“…it’s best for you to talk to them once your comrade comes.”

“Sir?”

“Just talk to them, Nakiu. And if you choose to deny it. Then say so to THEM. Is that clear?”

“…yes, sir.”

Then he heard the General sigh softly on the other line of the phone. As he’s feeling old already. “And please…don’t make heated arguments with them. I’ll be going now. Have a nice day, Captain.”

“You too, sir.”

Soon he heard the General hung up before Koa slowly placed the phone back on the wall. He took a deep sigh before looking towards where his girlfriend and their sons were at.

He slowly walked over and leaned over the couch from behind as he smiled at them. “I’m back.”

Aroha looked up at him and smiled softly. “Hey.”

He saw Ari was already asleep in her arms and felt his own heart being touched. Then saw Kai was also asleep while sitting on the floor, laying his back against the couch in front of her.

“I guessed my snacks had put them to sleep.” Koa said with a light chuckle. As he gently traced his fingers on Ari’s little head.

Aroha giggles a bit. “Seems like I have taught you well on cooking huh?” She gently held Koa’s hand after he withdrew it from Ari. “Who was that on the phone?”

She noticed his expression when she mentioned it. She knows something is wrong. “Honey?”

Koa turned his head to look at her. “Oh um…that was…” He was trying to avoid telling her about his work. For he did promise that the last mission he went to would be the LAST time for him to go.

But he also knows that he can’t lie to her either. So he took a deep breath as he held onto her hand tightly. “That was my General. He said that one of my old comrades will be coming here at midnight to discuss with someone about…the mission.”

Aroha raised her eyebrow as she felt a bit surprised at this news. “But…I thought you’re not going back until in two months...”

“I know, pepi (baby). And he said that I can deny it if I want to. Depending on whatever dangerous mission they’ll put me in.”

“Then DENY it. You’ve worked so much.” Aroha pleaded. She gave him a concerned look as she gently tightened her grip onto his hand.

Koa sighs softly. “I need to see if this IS important. If not then I’ll deny it right away.” He leaned down over the couch and gave her a soft kiss on the head. “I promise.”

Aroha sighs through her nose as she calms down a bit. She understands her husband’s work but…she JUST got him back. Even their past relationship wasn’t so good. She saw how much he changed after joining the army.

And now he came back to her. Being a different man that she never knew he could. She softly removed her hand from his and placed it onto his cheek. As her thumb gently stroked against it. She looked into her lover’s eyes. As if she hopes that he’ll understand how SHE feels.

She doesn’t need to say it. For Koa could read well from her. He knows that she’ll ache if he leaves. But he also knows whatever missions that his General will send. It must be important.

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11:50PM

Queenstown, New Zealand

Aroha was in the room, checking on their sons in each of their rooms. Smiling softly before walking back to Koa, who was sitting at the dining table. She saw him staring at the clock that was on the wall. Seeing the second hand was moving inch by inch in seconds.

She could tell that he’s feeling a bit anxious. Before she started to walk over. The two turned their heads towards the door, hearing the doorbell ringing.

Koa looked at Aroha. “Wait inside the room, pepi.” He told her with his soft voice.

Before she watched him stood up from his seat and walked over to the door. She slowly turned around and walked to the room as she glanced back. Before seeing Koa opening the door.

She quickly went inside the room but left the door crack open. She took a peek through it as she was curious of who was at the door.

“Sergeant Eruera? The General sent YOU?”

A young man, who looked to be in his 20s, showed a respectful smile towards the captain. He saluted in front of him. “Yes, sir! I am your old comrade, sir!”

The two were just staring at each other before laughing a bit. The two shared a hug while Koa patted his back.

“My god, it’s been a while!” Koa said with such relief in his tone. To see an old familiar face.

The Sergeant leaned back as he gave the old Captain a big old smile. “It HAS been, sir! And I’m so happy to see you!”

“Please, no need to be formal. I’m out of work.” Koa stepped aside for him to come inside. While Aroha was still watching. Being quiet so they won’t hear her.

As soon the Sergeant walked inside, Koa closed the door and locked it before getting a good look at him. “Look at you, Haimona! Getting taller! Almost to my height actually.” He smiled as he used his hand to measure between him and the Sergeant.

Haimona, who is the Sergeant, laughed a bit as he pushed Koa’s hand down. To stop him from teasing him about his height. “Yeah, I am.” He smiled softly at his Captain, after a long time from his long lasting mission. “Really miss you, Koa. Thought you will never come back from that mission in America.”

Koa chuckled a bit as he nodded. “Yeah…me too.”

There was a moment of silence between them before Haimona breaked the atmosphere between them. “Sir, General Akahata gave me this cell phone for you to call them.”

He gave him the phone as Koa took it. Aroha saw the phone as well and felt a bit confused as to why he would give him the phone.

The Captain looked at this phone before looking back at his Sergeant. “What’s the number?”

Haimona brought out the paper and gave it to him. Aroha could see the paper being handed to her boyfriend as she kept quiet.

And saw Koa looking at the piece of paper before dialing it. She could hear the phone ringing as she saw him laying it on the table and putting it on speaker.

Koa lay both of his hands on the table while leaning forward a bit. The two were waiting for the call to be answered before they heard a voice coming through after the fourth ring.

“Hello?” It was a female voice with a British accent.

Koa paused for a bit after hearing that familiar voice. “...Hello?”

“Captain Nakiu? Is that you?”

“Yes. This is him. Who is this?”

There was silence on the phone. After a few seconds, she answered.

“It’s Park. Helen Park.”

Koa raised his eyebrows in surprise before standing up as his expression changed from being surprised into annoyance. “What the fuck do you want, Park?”

The Sergeant felt a bit awkward to see his Captain looking so pissed already. Even Aroha felt surprised to see him like this.

“I thought I told you and the others to NEVER contact me.”

“I know! I know! But this is important! And we need-”

“NO.”

“Please! Just listen to me! It’s-”

“I said NO, Park. You and the others had done enough damage with ME around. So I’m not taking PARTS of it. Goodbye.”

“Wait! Nakiu!”

Koa was about to hang up before someone else called through the line.

“Not even for ONE minute to hear the reason, NAKIU?” A male voice had asked.

He paused. His hand stopped from reaching for the phone.

Haimona looked at Koa. Seeing him freeze like that. “Sir?”

Koa slowly put his hand down onto the table after hearing that voice. The voice he thought that he’ll never hear again. “Charles…?”

“Yes, Nakiu. It’s me. I’m with Park right now. And…she told me about this mission.”

“...why ARE you with her? Thought you don’t want NOTHING from them.”

“And you’re right, but…she has my attention when she mentions someone.”

Koa looked at Haimona, seeing his confused expression. Before looking back at the phone. “Who?”

“It’s Aleks.”

Koa’s eyes widened after hearing that name. “What? What happened? Is she okay? Is she hurt? Why is she INVOLVED with this?!”

Charles sighs to hear the Captain’s worried reaction. “CALM down, Nakiu. She’s alright. It’s just…Park had a feeling that Aleks was trying to find Adler. You saw the news didn’t you?”

Koa nodded. “Yes. Which was CHAOS. But what Adler?”

That’s when Park jumped in to answer. “He hadn’t responded to ANY of our calls or messages. And Aleks is being paranoid at the moment. So the first person that I could think of is…you.”

The Captain stood there silently as he processed what she said. Before sighing in annoyance. “Was he being kidnapped again? Because if he is then I’ll-”

“It’s not that, Koa. He’s gone rogue. Even Woods.”

Koa felt a bit surprised at this. Not for Adler but for Woods. “What? How? Why is Woods part of this?”

“I…I don’t know. Not even Charles could find out.”

“Ok. But where’s Mason, Hudson and the others? Why aren’t THEY helping the two?”

Koa was silenced from the phone. As if the two were trying to say something before answering that question. “Park? Moore?”

“Koa…Mason and Hudson…were KIA. From one of the missions.”

Haimona could see Koa’s reaction. With widened eyes.

“What?”

Park sighed. “The two of them had died by the hands of that man named Menendez. But that would be another time. For OUR time is ticking. We just need your assistant, Nakiu. To help Charles and Aleks on this mission. To help us locate Adler.”

Koa was silenced after hearing all of that. He had never felt so shocked to hear the news of his dearest friend, not HUDSON though, had…died. The thought of Woods losing his friend from that mission. Made him feel sad for him.

But the thought of Adler. The man of whom he DESPISED ever since that day of finding out of him UNALIVING someone. UNALIVNG someone who he promised to help and protect. UNALIVING someone who he called them his own blood. But yet…he was too late to save them. All because of that man with a scar on his face and wearing sunglasses.

Charles heard no response from Koa. Which he knows that the Captain is still deciding. He sighed before speaking up. “Koa…I understand that you and Adler have…a DIFFICULT relationship. And so have I. With you as well.”

Koa rolled his eyes at that last sentence but continued to listen.

“But Aleks TRULY needed our help. Don’t you want to help her?”

Koa thought about it but then thought about his family. As he looked at the family photo of his girlfriend, his two sons and him. The photo which they took after being accepted again into the family. And then saw the photo of his daughter next to it. He thought about it so deeply. He sighed.

Aroha, who was still in the room and was listening, could see Koa’s expression. She could tell that he was going to deny it. They may not know how Koa reacted but she USED to marry him. And she knows him LONG enough. And also, remembering him talking about his old friends. She had never seen him change SO much because of them. Even seeing him looking so happy when he talks about them.

Knowing that he was the only child in his family and never had any other siblings. And dealing with his father after his mother had passed.

Imagining him being broken because of his father before marrying to her. And she knows that it’ll break him even more if he doesn’t decide to help his old friends. So she quickly got out of the room and walked towards him.

“I’m sorry, Charles…but I-”

“Honey?”

Koa and Haimona turned their heads to see Aroha standing there.

His eyes widened to see her before walking up to her.

“Aro? Pepi (Baby), what are you doing still up?”

Aroha looked up at him into his eyes before gently touching his hand. “Can we…talk?”

Koa saw how serious she looked but in a worried way. He looked at his Sergeant asking him to let them know that he’ll be back.

Haimona nodded and started to talk with them while Koa took Aroha into the hallway.

He turned to look at her. “Something wrong?”

She slowly shook her head before she looked back to see Haimona was still talking on the phone with those people. And then looked back to look into her lover’s eyes. As much as she doesn’t want him to go but she doesn’t want him to live with the regret of not helping his friends who are so close to him.

“You should go.”

Koa’s eyebrows rose after hearing that. He was surprised. “What? Why?”

“Koa…don’t you care for your friends?”

“......Yes.”

“And do you wish for them to suffer all because of that ONE person who you will not forgive?”

“What? No!”

“Then GO.”

“Aro-”

Aroha took both of his hands. “Koa…you can’t just stop helping people all because of that ONE person that you can’t forgive.”

“Yeah, but he-”

“I’m not done.” Then she moved her hands up slowly from his hand and up to his face to cup his cheeks. “Koa, do you remember when you asked for MY forgiveness?”

He was silenced for a bit as he looked into his lover’s eyes. Those sweet brown eyes. As he slowly nodded.

“And I forgive, haven't I? I forgave you for I saw how much you’ve changed. And proven to me that you REALLY want to get back together not only for my sake but for the boys as well. And look how much you’ve gotten so close with them again.”

Koa was silenced after hearing all of that as he glanced away. Feeling uncertain.

“Hey, look at me.”

He slowly looked back at his lover and saw her soft smile.

“You don’t have to forgive him right away. But…can you TRY? For me and your friend?” Aroha pleaded with him as she rubbed his rough goatees.

Koa leaned into her soft touch as he sighed calmly. And looked back down to her soft gaze. Seeing that reminded him of those wedding nights that they used to have. Oh how much he missed those nights.

So he touched one of her hands and kissed her palm before looking at her. “If you’re sure, pepi.”

“I’m certainly sure, taku aroha (my love).” She said with a sweetest smile that he missed seeing.

Koa smiled back before kissing her lips as she did it back. Before leaning back and lay his forehead against hers. “I promise this time. That I’ll be back and I’m all yours.”

“Better keep that promise or I’ll have to rethink our relationship.”

Koa chuckled as he kissed her nose before walking back to where his Sergeant was at. And seeing him still talking with Park and Charles on the phone.

“Haihana, maku e whakahaere. (Sergeant, I’ll take over)” Koa told Haimono before seeing him nodded and stepped back before he got to the phone that was on the table.

“Captain?” Park started to call out for Koa through the line.

The Captain started to sigh as he looked back to see Aroha was standing nearby in the hallway. Seeing her soft smile before nodding.

He took a deep breath. “When do you need me?”

He heard the silence again from the phone. Knowing that they’re surprised by his answer.

“ASAP.” Park said before he heard Charles talking through the line.

“And you BETTER not be late or I’ll kick your ass for it.”

Koa chuckled deeply. “If you can even REACH, hoa (friend).”

“Shut up. Anyway, there will be a private plane at your base in New Zealand. They are on their way. So might as well get packing.” Charles said while Koa nodded.

“Sure. See you soon. And Charles?” He heard Charles humming in response. “Glad to hear from you again.”

“......same here, Koa. We’ll see you soon.”

Soon he hung up the phone before Koa leaned back from the table and sighs. And looked at Haimona. “Tēnā koe, Haihana. (Thank you, Sergeant).”

The Sergeant nodded with a small smile. “Of course, sir. And…do you need any assistance with this mission?” He gave the Captain a smile as if he was pleading to come along.

“Negative, Sergeant.”

“But sir-”

“Ko taku tikanga, Haihana. (I mean it, Sergeant)” Koa said with seriousness in his tone. Haimona caught that and understood before nodding.

“Sorry, sir…”

Koa sighed before looking at Aroha. Nodding her to come.

She walked over before feeling his arm wrapped on her waist. “Koa?”

He smiled softly at her before looking at Haimona. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Sergeant. But…”

Haimona saw his Captain looking saddened as he continued to listen to his words.

“I have lost too many people that I’ve known and cared for. Too many who were still alive who moved away from me and too many who already died under MY watch.” Koa looked at him with his pleading eyes to his Sergeant and begged him to understand. “So please…toku hoa (my friend). Understand that I’m saying this to you NOT because you’re not ready. But because this mission is too hard for me to handle if I lose another one who is so close to me.”

Haimona looked at his eyes, seeing the truth through it. And he clearly understands how his Captain has been going through. “Understood, sir. And I’ll be waiting for you when you come back.” He smiled at Koa before standing firm and saluting to him.

Koa smiled back at him before sighing as he looked at Aroha. “I’ll be seeing you when I get back.”

She nodded and quickly gave him a peck on his lips before smiling softly. “I believe you.”

After that night, Koa had already packed his things and went to kiss his boy's head, who are still asleep, without waking them up. As much as it pains him to leave them without explanation and hopefully they’ll understand.

But thanks to Aroha reassuring him that she’ll explain to them. And gave each other one last kiss before he walked with the Sergeant to head to the base of where his mission begins.

Characters (Left -> Right)

Charles "Charlie" Moore -> @deeptrashwitch

Aleksandra Clarke R. -> @alypink

Tagging these peeps for I promise them to finish these! (Already tagged Witch and Aly onto this as you can see up there!)

@welldonekhushi @imagoddamnonionmason

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eddiesgorlie · 2 years ago

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so, austin and reader act together in a movie in which he is a villain, so their relationship is abusive, and he feels so bad seeing his girlfriend miserable (even though she is acting) that after recording he spoils her being super kind and doing everything to please her

Love this idea! I’m so sorry it took so long for me to post it.

Unneeded Apologies

Warnings: Movie violence, cursing.

Word count: 832

“Go to hell, you asshole!” I yelled. “What did you say?” He spat. “I said, go to hell, you asshole!” I yelled again as I grabbed my duffel bag of my items. “No one treats me like that.” I mumble as I go to open the motel door. “Get back here.” He said as he not so aggressively grabbed me by my hair. “Cut! Austin come on, you’ve got to try to make it a little more realistic, you don’t have to hurt her of course but don’t barely touch her.” The director sighed. This was about the 17th time we’ve had to reshoot this scene for Bikeriders because of this moment, he was scared to hurt me so he was being too gentle for the abusive boyfriend role. “Lets go from the top again.” The director said.

“Let me go! Please.” I cried as he carefully held me by my neck. “You don’t ever talk to me like that again, you hear me?” He yelled. “Yes!” I yelled, clawing my hands between my neck and his hand. “Good.” He said, dropping me and I fell into a ball on the floor. “Cut! That looked perfect, great job. Take 5.” The director said. Austin quickly kneeled onto the floor to help me up. “Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you, right?” He asked, moving the hair that was over my eyes. “I’m doing great! Let’s go take our break, a sandwich is calling my name.” I said strutting towards our trailer.

“This is amazing.” I said almost inhaling my sandwich, when you’ve got 5 minutes you have to do what you’ve gotta do. Austin was sitting across from me on the couch, looking mopey as he ate his soup. “What’s wrong babe?” I asked. “I’m ok, is your sandwich good?” He asked, putting on a fake smile. “I know you better than anyone, Austin. Tell me whats wrong.” I said, reaching for his hand. “I don’t want to have to act out these abusive scenes anymore, I’m too scared I’m going to hurt you.” He said. “Austin, you could never hurt me.” I said. He opened his mouth to talk when the trailer door was thrown open. “Come on, we’re shooting the bar scene.” A man said.

Austin seemed to be happier the rest of the day, sneaking over to hug or kiss me, holding my hand at any chance. “Last scene of the night!” The director yelled. It was the big fight scene, just about the only scene where Austin’s character protects mine. “It’s pretty early, let me take you to dinner after this.” Austin whispered. “Early? Its 11pm.” I laughed. “Early for waffle house.” He said, smirking. “You know I love hash browns.” I said kissing him before the scene started.

Finally after what felt like years, we were done at 12:15. “Let’s get changed and head to our fancy dinner.” He said, grabbing my hand as we walked to our trailer. We both changed into comfy sweatpants and t-shirts and got into the car. “Y/n, you promise you’d tell me if you’re uncomfortable with a scene?” He asked, looking between me and the road. “I promise, Austin.” I said. “Thank you.” He said as he stroked my hand. “I’m so tired.” I said, leaning my head against the seat. “Do you want me to grab take-out?” “Take-out from Waffle House? Is that a thing?” I asked. “I mean, I think so. Hash browns and blueberry crepes?” He asked. “You got it.” I said, smiling at the fact he has my order memorized. He got out of the car and walked into Waffle House. I pressed the button to lay my seat back and turned on the seat warmer, closing my eyes.

My eyes flickered open as he tried to quietly get into the car with a take-out bag. “Did I wake you up? I’m sorry.” He sighed. “No, I was just resting my eyes.” I lied. The drive back to set was quiet, just Austin humming to the radio. “Those boots are killing me!” I say as we walk into our trailer, referring to the boots my character wears. “Here, let me rub your feet.” He said. “No, it’s ok Austin. Lets eat.” I said, setting the bags on the table. “Come here, babe.” He said. I sighed and grabbed the take-out containers, sat on the couch and put my feet into Austins lap. He was damn good at massages. He got to work and I picked up a piece of bacon and stuck it in his mouth. “Thank you.” He said once he was done chewing. “I love you.” I said. “I love you.” He said smiling.

Finally at around 2am, we were full and my feet weren’t aching. “We have a 6am call time, don’t we?” I sighed. “That we do.” He sighed. We tiredly walked to bed curled up under the sheets. “Goodnight, I love you.” He said kissing my head. “I love you.” I said.

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almostgigi · 1 year ago

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"I Know The End"

Warnings: hurt/no comfort, angst everywhere, crying, yelling, unrequited love, light use of y/n, heartache. So fucking sorry!! Also Eddie throws some mean comments so, mean!Eddie but almost not.

Summary: Reader confesses to bestfriend!Eddie, but he stands there and, after a few seconds, he turns around and leaves. Poor reader’s heart is shattered and her only company are her sorrows. Seeing him again would be a challenge.

wc:2.9k

Eds and I were friends for a long time now. We met at school when I was just the new kid with big hopes and dreams and they seemed to go to hell on the second day there. A group of boys from the basketball team harassed me and made me cry, but it was ok, cause my hero came to rescue me.

“¡leave her alone you assholes! She’s a lady, ¿what the fuck are you doing treating a lady like this? That just speak of how little your dicks are, no men that deserves respect would do this” he had said. Somehow, he broke those guys egos and they left me alone forever. I haven’t heard a word from their mouths ever again. Not to me at least. They were afraid he would come at them if they did.

He was now my best friend, confined to love me for eternity and beyond, and so was I. We started hanging out, and then hanging out more until there was no time we spent separated. Nights talking, drinking, smoking. Evenings of coffee and cookies, mornings of jogging and laughing at how funny Eddie runs. Days after days where our trust in each other was stronger and our bond was even unbreakable. He knew my house, he met my dad, I knew his place and had met Wayne. There was nothing we didn’t tell each other; I knew everything about him and he knew everything about me. Well, everything except for one thing; my eternal and utter love for him.

There was a point in my life where I started to see him differently, I don’t know when that was because suddenly I realized most of the time I thought about him, or I would dream with him, maybe even pay more attention to his gestures. But I know exactly when was the exact moment I knew I was inevitably in love with Eddie.

We were in his trailer, I stayed the night. We already had dinner and were watching a movie in his couch, my legs resting on his lap, one of his hands caressing me every now and then. Some shitty horror movie was on but I was lost in my head. Suddenly I look at Eddie who was very invested in the movie, and I notice his lashes are longer than last time I saw them. He’s always been a fan of horror movies to the point where they made them laugh at some moment. And when he did I looked at his lips and I mentally slapped myself for even looking at something that shouldn't be important to me. But his smile was beautiful, and his laughter made his chest rise and fall quickly. His chest, I wanted to sleep in it, I knew it was the most comfortable and his heart rang in my ear when he did. And suddenly I imagine myself kissing him, it was only a second that flew in my mind, but it was enough to make me move in my place trying to get that thought out of my head, it wasn't right.

“everything ok sweetheart?” he asked.

“y-yes, I was just sleepy” I invent an excuse worth having thought of such a thing.

“oh, in that case, let’s go to bed. I’m sleepy too, I was just comfortable” he giggles and I die inside. He’s mesmerizing. “I’ll feed the cat and we’ll go to bed, alright?”.

“yeah, sure. I wanna say goodbye to Moonlight please” a stray cat we often fed and we decided to name after a few months.

“course honey. Here you go Moonlight, but first...” he picked the cat up in his arms. “mommy wants to say goodbye” his words went straight to my fast-beating heart. I kissed the kitty on the head and scratched behind his ears a little. Then he went to eat as Eddie puts him down. “now we’re done for today. I’ll close everything and you go put your pjs, alright?” I nodded and went to his room. Room we often shared when I stayed the night. We were already comfortable enough to sleep together, but that night was different. “you ready? It’s freezing cold outside, good thing I got the heater last week, although I’m warmer when you hold onto me” he lets a snort out and I wonder what he’s thinking about.

“you use me for my heating service” I say in a playful tone.

“oh darling, you wound me, I’ll never hurt you anyway possible” his arms wrap around me and the cold weather is left behind as we warm each other, our bodies intertwined, also our legs. “I’ll see you tomorrow baby, good night” his voice in a whisper.

“good night Eds”.

I realized I wanted common and simple life only if it was with him. Just him and I and out little Moonlight against the world. Pay the bills and make dinner, go to sleep under a million covers and hug forever in the bed. Wake up together jsut like we always do and kiss under the light of the kitchen when I’m making breakfast.

And I would of loved it if that night wasn’t only my awakening, but his too. It would have been a dream come true if he realized he actually loved as me more than just a best friend while our bodies were wrap together. But it didn’t, it was just a normal night for him. To me, it was my whole heart exploding into a million pieces like fireworks.

I can’t blame him for not feeling what I felt all this time, that would be just pathetic of me. Plus, I can’t really hate him even if I tried my very best. So I had gathered my guts and I’ve put them close to my mouth so I could say what I’ve been meaning to say for a long time. It was easy, right?

I love you.

I’ve been loving you for a real good time.

I love you with my soul.

Nope, it wasn’t easy. Just thinking about it makes me wanna throw up. There are many ways this could go.

1- He loved me too (I’m waiting is this one and this one only so we can be Mr. and Mrs. Munson someday)

2- He loves me like a friend and nothing more but eventually falls for me (I fell first but he felt harder)

3- He doesn’t love me and never will (I’ll probably go sleep on the highway)

4- He hates me and never wants to speak to me ever again.

¿See? Those are good options. Well, not good if he doesn’t love me back but at least they’re realistic. And as you can see, I didn’t say

5- He stays quiet with a blank stare and then leaves without saying a word like a fucking psycho.

Which, if you wanna guess, is exactly what he did. Maybe it was a reflex, or the best he thought at the moment, but he knows me like the palm of his hand and he knew that would hurt me.

This night was almost exactly like the night I realized I loved him. Him and I and a movie we didn’t know. Moonlight was already ours, so he was inside in his tiny bed. I did not think, that would have made it harder, I just said it.

“Eddie, I love you” I spit.

“I love you too, dummy” he thinks I tell him I love him like I normally would.

“No Eds... I love you” I say the mid word in a different tone so that he understands what love I meant. The hand that was holding my leg finally lets go and goes back to his lap. His eyes are astronomically big right there and then, he can’t believe it. What can I say? I’m good at hiding stuff. He stares a couple seconds more and then he just gets up, grabs his keys and leave. Leaves my house like millions of other times, but this one feels wrong. Feels like he’s never coming back through that door. Feels like a thousand cuts in my heart and he didn’t even say goodbye.

I curl up in bed and cry myself to sleep. Inside my head I keep reliving the moment he leaves me and I sob uncontrollably until I have no more tears left to cry and I try my best to rest.

“It’s been three days, rob, three fucking days. He’s never been away from me that long, he’s not going to be my friend anymore, that’s it” I was convinced he was gone and everything in between us both would stay forever unspoken, broken.

”Darling, you need to give him time, he’s a man, they can’t process information fast, look at dingus” one movement of her head leads me to look at Steve who’s moving some boxes around the house.

”Huh?” he says, he heard his name.

“See? Living proof” she jokes. We both laugh and keep helping him around.

”You moving out?” I ask given the thousand boxes he’s carrying.

“I wish, no. I’m just moving this to the garage. Some things I no longer need. I’ll take them to charity tomorrow morning” he leaves one on the floor and shows us some clothes and toys from when he was a little boy.

“Here, I’ll help you organize them” maybe that way would be more easy and fast.

“Go nuts baby” his smile is wide and I spend my evening with them, having a good time and forgetting about anything else.

Monday mornings were absolutely disgusting to me. I could barely drag my feet out of the bed and make coffee. School wasn’t any better, and without the best of my friends I can say it would be a shitty day.

“Maybe he has been thinking and came to the fact that he loves you but he’s waiting to tell you when you’re alone” Peter, one of my friends, says trying to cheer me up.

“Or he hates me for ruining our friendship and he’ll rather die struck by lightning than see me again” me being a pessimist was absolutely normal by now.

“Or there’s that too” I give Peter a dead stare. “What? You said it” I shake my head and keep eating.

By the time we had to leave I couldn’t find Eddie nowhere. He wasn’t at lunch in the cafeteria and he wasn’t in his respective classes. He wasn’t in the library either so I had only one place more to look. Old drama classroom where he and the guys would have hellfire reunions was close on my way out so I step aside and knocked. It seemed like nobody was in there but I could see the lights on. I stepped inside not even wanting to knock again. He was sitting in his throne observing the nothingness and thinking I assume.

“Sorry, I saw the lights and went in. Couldn’t find you anywhere” I explain to him, as he lifts his gaze to connect it with mine.

“Mhm” It’s the only thing he says. He doesn’t speak, just hums.

“I’ve been looking for you, wanted to talk you know?” I launch an attempt to touch on the subject.

“about?” he tries to avoid it, obviously.

“don’t play dumb, you know about what” I spit. No time for rodeos.

“It’s not a big deal, don’t bother” the way he talks, he’s never done it before.

“¿It’s not a big deal? ¡Of course it’s a big deal! I told you I love you for God’s sake ¿How is that not a big deal?” tears already threatening to come out of my eyes.

“I didn’t intend to hurt you” yeah sure.

“but you did, you stood there like a ghost and never said a word, which I can almost understand because you weren’t expecting it, but then you proceeded to avoid me for days when we always spend them together, that I can’t understand. I refuse to, actually” my stomach hurts, like a million butterflies dying.

“you know I hate awkward situations, I don’t know how to handle them. What did you expect, really?”

“I don’t know, but certainly not avoiding me, that’s not the answer to any problem” I raise my voice a little, a hot rage coming from me was palpable in the air.

“well I’m sorry if I can’t be the perfect guy you want me to be. Apparently I’m some kind of imbecile since I can’t take correct decisions” he’s fully screaming at me now. I want to cry like a baby.

“you’re being idiotic Eddie, you’re missing the point. I came here to make things better, not to fight” I hold both my arms with my own hands to give me some kind of comfort.

“pretty fucking nice we’re treating each other, ¿don’t you think?” still loud, the vocabulary extends a little.

“we’re losing the thread of the conversation, please” I try my best to calm down as it’s not going well and I’m making him react the worst possible, and that makes me wanna cry even more.

“¿What do you want from me?” he’s tired, almost as if talking to me devastated him. Made him feel empty.

“¿From the bottom of my heart? For you to love me like I do. But I know I can’t force you to do it, so I want you to be clear, honest. I need to hear you at least, cause being away from you it’s killing me” the sweet sound of his voice was like caramel to my ears. I loved to hear him talk about his likings and everything he did say during the day. These past four-to-five days were torture. Not being able to hear him, his laugh or just him complaining about a song or movie he hates and had to see cause Wayne wanted to at dinner table.

“I just- I don’t feel like that y/n” and just like that my world fainted. I knew he probably didn’t like me back. But hearing him say it is actually really hurtful.

“Okay... Yeah, that’s what I needed. See? That wasn’t so bad” tears roll down on my face, from my cheeks to end in my lips, where I taste them, salty.

“it’s not okay, you’re hurt now, you’re hurt cause I don’t love you like a woman” his hands are in the air, every movement defining his uncomfortable behaviour.

“I lived before being unloved by you even as a friend, I’m not gonna die without your love” I state my point as a ‘I don’t care if you don’t love me back’ even when I do.

“so you don’t want us to be friends anymore?” almost a question, almost an statement.

“that’s not what I said, c'mon”

“you said that if you didn’t have my friendly love you would live anyways”

“yes, but do you know how fucking much that would hurt? Eddie, I rather have you as a friend than not have you at all” my brows frowning as I plead with my eyes. I plead that he understands how much I love him as a friend first and then whatever this is. “I can live without being loved by you, but I can’t live without you in my life” I take his hands in mine, he flinches at first, then he let’s me take them. “you’ve been my person all this damn time, you’ve been there for me and we’ve been each other’s comfort. I can’t lose you. A world without you in it is a world I don’t wanna live in. A little heartache won’t kill me, I’ve been there before. Loosing you will, looking at you and not being able to talk to you. Seeing you from afar and thinking I can’t tell you to come watch a movie, to hear a new song with me. Walk through the forest with you or go to parties just to drink and dance then go for a burger and home like old people. Smoking together and sharing the most stupid thoughts, laughing so hard it hurts, but good. That would kill me” the sudden feeling of his hand on my cheek makes me go black instantly. Forgetting my love for him would be the hardest I’ll ever had to do. But it had to be done.

“I’ll eventually come back to you, I know. But I’m not ok, I never meant for this to happen and I feel responsible. Hope you can forgive me and give me the space I need, I’ll come back to you when I’m better, when I’m not feeling guilty or like I could break your heart even more for being close to you, with any gesture of mine” all of his insecurities about this were showing finally, and I felt like I broke the most pure thing I had in my life. I should of kept my mouth shut. He leaves again, this time I just know he ain’t coming back, cause I’m not gonna look for him like today. I interrupted his space to see him, that’s not gonna happen again. He prefers not to keep me, that’s okay, I’ll learn to live like this. Wish I wasn’t crying like I just lost my life.

#eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #eddie x you #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #stranger things #eddie x y/n #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader

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Tyler Hoechlin- Our Love

No More Secrets

March 2011

"Ok YN Tyler ready for your last scenes?"

"No" I pout looking at Jeff making everyone laugh. I raise my hands up ready to be handcuffed on some railings. I've made a family here. Tyler and I have been dating secretly now for the last 4 months. Not even the rest of the cast know yet

"Ok quiet on set. Episode 12 scene 9 take 1. And action"

"Der?" I say weakly

"Hm" he hums back but doesn't look at me

"Just in case we die..."

"We won't" his head snaps towards me. He then shows me that one of his hands are free

"I love you" I blurt out as Estella, before Tyler (Derek) can reply a man walks in

"Ready to have some more fun. To be honest my knuckles are kinda hurting so I brought some help" he lifts his bat up "I need to warn you. I sit to play in collage" he goes to swing at me but Tyler as Derek grasp the bat and behind him is Tyler P as Scott. He knocks the guy out

"Scott help Stella out of them" he nods towards the cuffs

"No"

"What?"

"Not until you tell me how to stop Peter"

"You really want to talk about this right now?"

"Yeah I'm with Derek. My arms are kinda numb and I'm starving"

"He going after Allison and her family. He's going to kill them"

"So what?" Tyler shouts.

We continue the scene until we hear cut.

Time for dinner. Thank goodness because I'm starving. Before we all walk to the food truck on set and order our food, I head to my trailer to grab a coat because it cold out this evening. As I walk into my trailer I'm pushed in and the door closes. I immediately panic, that is until Im turned around and facing Tyler

"What are you doing?"

"Coming to give my girlfriend a kiss, or am I not allowed?" Tyler's hands move round my waist

"Of course but your going to make us obvious. Yesterday you followed me in here and we exited together. There going to get suspicious"

"But that's the fun of it" he smirks leaning down to place a kiss on my lips, I of course let him. He pulls back and holds me close to him

“I love you Ty”

“And I love you”

“We best head back” I sigh

“I’ll grab my jacket. Make it look like that’s what I came for” I give him a hum letting him know I’ve heard him.

Once Tyler has his jacket we head to the food truck, we gab our food and sit down. Tyler sits next to me earning a look off Crystal

"So YN how do you feel about your first acting job?" Holland asks

"Great. I mean it helps that we have such an amazing cast. All of us get on so well"

"It definitely helps" Posey laughs "I've felt like we've really become a family over the last year"

"We are" I give a little smile “I’m going to miss this while we’re on a break from filming”

Our next scene is outside in the dark. I'm only wearing a tank top and I'm freezing. Tyler and I wait until we're needed in the scene so we both have blankets over us and are huddling together in our prosthetics watching the scene play out in front of us. It's one of the final scenes in the episode where Peter is kills Kate and Scott attacks him

"Cut! Can we have YN and Tyler ready on set?" I hand the blanket to Holland who is watching the scene as well. We both get ready to walk into the scene "ok and action"

Tyler and I walk over to Ian who's lying on the floor with fake blood over him. Tyler kneels down

"Wait you said the cure comes from the one that but you. Derek if you do this, I'm dead"

"You've already decided" Ian whispers

"Do it Derek you deserve this" I tell him.There's a bit of sfx that makes it look like Tyler's just slashed Ian's throat

"I'm the alpha now" he says. His eyes will glow in post production

"And cut! Thats a wrap on YN and Tyler for this season thank you" everyone applauds and cheers making me feel a little emotional. In 3 months time the first episode will be aired and I'm super nervous. Tyler wraps me up is his arms and hugs me. I notice Holland give me a smirk and raised eyebrows.

We walk to our trailers, which are next to each other. Once away from eyes Tyler takes my hand in his

"I think we should tell everyone about us” I say to Tyler entering his trailer “we’ve finished filming today, the others finish tomorrow. And we’re not going to see them until we go to comic con in 2 months. Then after that we probably won’t see anyone for 9 months or maybe more”

“If you want to tell everyone we can. I’m happy if your happy”

“Thank you” we stay in a comfortable silence until I realise something “how do we tell everyone. Like do we gather them around and say, hey we’re dating and have been for the last the last 4 months”

“Or we could walk back to set holding hands. See if they notice?”

“I’d still like to keep it out of the public eye. For now at least. Just while I’m starting my career. I don’t want anyone to think Im piggy backing of anyone or creating news just to boost the show or…”

“Hey that’s ok. I actually agree. Keep it quiet for now. Still need to have some fun” he laughs making me laugh along with him.

So that’s what we’re doing. We’re walking back to set holding hands where everyone else is still. Holland is the first to notice and screams

“Finally!” Crystal shouts

“What?” I frown laughing

“Well I mean it was kinda obvious. Constantly next to each other, going into each other’s trailer”

“Ok well now that you guys know. We’d like to still keep it on the down low for now. Away from the public”

“Of course. Just glad you trust us enough to keep it a secret for you” Holland walks over and embraces me into a hug

“Of course. You guys are family”

#teen wolf #teen wolf actress #teen wolf cast #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf comic con #tyler hoechlin x reader #tyler hoechlin #tyler hoechlin imagine

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authortobenamedlater · 9 months ago

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Good, bad, questions, and predictions for this week. Harebrained Halo Headcanons of the week.

Good: Casting is still this show’s greatest selling point, particularly Joseph Morgan’s Ackerson. Every performance is stellar, and that goes a long way toward covering the series’ flaws.

I like the look at the rank-and-file military and the confirmation that there are in fact other Spartan teams out there. And, because this is me we’re talking about, I like the religious references. Babylon 5 trained me well, I guess. The St. Christopher Medal, Corporal I’m-a-Baptist, Talia’s family praying before dinner, Shaman Lady telling John to “find your faith, Spartan” because she has seen his death which comes soon. WHAT is up with that by the way. They can’t just leave a line like that there.

The costuming has leveled up this year. The Spartans’ duty uniforms last year, as I’ve said, looked like spray foam insulation and slinkies. These ones may look like the Spartans are managing a Cabela’s, but I still like it better. Also, Kai would rock the gun counter. Not one for modern AUs, but all of the Spartans working at a Cabela’s has some appeal.

The new intro and use of the actual Halo music.

Bad: Honestly, nothing about these two episodes is straight-up bad. It just doesn’t feel like a follow-up to S1. Some of this is a new showrunner, so of course things will look different, but it also seems like they took the easy way out of resolving some things from last season. I am trying to reserve judgment until at least the halfway point, though, so I won’t say more yet.

Neutral: Keyes is an admiral now. Like…OK? What does this mean in the grand scheme of things? Did they need a new admiral when Parangosky got the boot? Keyes also seems like someone’s pulling his strings. ONI/Ackerson, probably. Something’s up here. This is not the Jacob Keyes we saw last season.

The show has not told us what ONI is. The lack of context for people who aren’t coming from the games/books has to be frustrating. Also is Ackerson still a colonel or not?

Speculations/wishful thinking/questions: Miranda is working on the S-IIIs, maybe even IVs. Or she has been rebooted to be a line officer like her game character. Miranda DOES have a ship in S1. Halsey mentions “Miranda’s ship” during the fight on Eridanus. So this wouldn’t be as big a leap as it seems. Miranda could be out running some science mission. I like this idea, really. We’ve seen the side of Miranda that came from her mom; it would be cool to see the side that came from her dad.

What “monster” does Kwan mean? My money right now is on the Flood. I’m pretty sure Soren and Laera don’t know Kwan is on the Rubble since Soren asks where Kessler is getting the ideas about monsters. How do Kwan, Laera, and Kessler fit into everything here?

What’s Parangosky up to? The Paramount website had her planning Operation: Red Flag but she’s a civilian now. Also, how did John not know that? Anyway. Was she planning Red Flag when she got cashiered? Is she planning it from behind the scenes?

Soren’s “arrest” is how he gets to Reach (we see him in Halsey’s holodeck prison in one of the trailers) which is how he and John end up fighting together. This might be a good time to mention my plot bunny that Soren and Vannak have some long-standing feud from a training incident in their youth which would get reignited if they ever met again.

Cobalt team will yank their pellets.

John seems very much like Halo 5 Chief this season, don’t know if that’s on purpose or not. Even his brooding about Makee parallels Game Chief’s Cortana angst. Though TV Chief has plenty of that too, he just doesn’t know it. Look how he reacts every time someone mentions they took Cortana out of his brain.

How and when will they reunite John and Cortana? Will she go back in his head? Or a chip like her game self? I see advantages and disadvantages to both. But, given how the show has changed AI, where would Cortana’s chip go? John’s helmet wouldn’t have a port for it, and neither would any ships or…anything. There’s a trailer scene where John puts on his helmet and the visor is cracked, so maybe he needs a whole new helmet and it could be fitted for Cortana? I think with the planet frying there are bigger things to do around FLEETCOM though.

But when they do reunite John and Cortana, are we gonna get the scene from the end of Fall of Reach where Ackerson almost kills John and Cortana gets revenge???? I have said this before but I REALLY want to see that.

Makee. Is this really her? Could it be a clone? Projection? I’m inclined to say it’s her but no harm in entertaining wild theories. At least my Vital Record AU isn’t canon. I was low-key worried about that.

OK, Bum Bum gave me his cold and I need to take NyQuil and sleep now so I’m going to end this here. See everyone tomorrow night since I’m going to drop off Tumblr until I can watch.

#halo #halo tv show #atbnl watches halo

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dreamwatch · 1 year ago

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WIP Wednesday Game

I got tagged in WIP Wednesday by @farahsamboolents- thank you! :D

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog of this post (so people can find you in the notes) or new thread (w/ rules attached) if you want to play on your own, post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. I’ll be searching the reblogs to find people to send asks to!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

File Names:

Like A Stone

Recovery & Aftermath

Dustin & Eddie

Eddie Hands One Shot

Steve & Eddie 90s

Prison Fic

Jesus, every time I do this there's another one to add to the list... and not a single finished fic. 😫

Ok, because I haven't done this for a bit, and because I have never shared a whole fic, I'm going to drop a decent size snip below from Like A Stone. This is part of a scene that I hate and I'm thinking of cutting, so I'll leave it here for posterity. Also, I think this falls under the realms of unreliable narrator...

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“I didn’t really think you cared anymore, to be honest.”

Eddie stares open mouthed. “What? What do— of course— ” He reaches up and grabs Dustin’s wrist and pulls him back to sit on the bed. “Hey, look at me,” he says ducking his head to catch Dustin’s eyes. “Of course I fucking care, you asshole. Of course I care.”

“It doesn’t feel that way sometimes,” Dustin chokes out. “It doesn’t feel like it ever, actually. You’re never around anymore—”

“I work, man—”

“It’s not just work, Eddie, and it’s not just me. Whenever we call you’re out, and yet I know for a fact you don’t go anywhere. You haven’t spoken to Gareth in months. Out of all the people that left us, you’re the hardest to take, because you’re still fucking here.”

And it’s like an arrow to the heart. Because of course Eddie cares about him, but he’s done nothing to show it. Dustin has been an inadvertent victim of Eddie’s spiral. All the things he’s done to himself this last year to protect himself, they had consequences he hadn’t quite understood.

“I’m sorry, okay? I’ve— fuck.” Eddie takes a steadying breath. “Look, I’ve been going through some shit, okay? I mean, I think you know that, right? I didn’t hide it very well at New Years,” he smiles wanly at Dustin who doesn’t return it. Eddie looks across the room, out of his bedroom, anywhere but at Dustin.

“I haven’t felt… good, I guess, for a long time. And I haven’t dealt with that very well, and I hurt you and I didn’t mean to, I really didn’t mean to. I know it’s hard to understand but… it’s just really fucking hard to be around people right now.” He turns back to Dustin, who is staring at his shoes, nudges him with his knee to get his attention. “I’ll try to do better, okay?”

Dustin huffs, “Whatever man. I have to go.”

He watches as Dustin rides off through the trailer park and he feels like a piece of shit. How does he explain this to him? What this last year has done to him, how he’s not his Eddie anymore? He’s a broken bottle of a man, empty and sharp.

That he’s having actual conversations with a dead girl now. Steve says Chrissy is sweet, but that was before, before he killed her, before she told him she wants him to die. Chrissy is different too, now. And if Eddie spends more time with his friends, more time with Dustin, then that means Chrissy would be closer to them, right? And she was sweet, once, but he doesn’t trust her anymore, doesn’t trust her near Dustin.

So, he will try to do better, he will, but he has to be careful. He has to keep Chrissy away from his friends, and from Wayne. He deserves whatever she does to him, he deserves to be scared all the time, but they don’t. He couldn’t help her but he can keep them safe.

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Oki Doki - tag time! As usual no pressure tags and I am so sorry if I miss anyone or if this is the 20th time you've been tagged this week - I think I need to make a list of who actually wants to be tagged for WIP Wednesday, and who wants me to fuck off!

@gravytape @devilyouwere @thisapplepielife @hbyrde36 @occasionaloverboy @cuips-not-cute

#wip wednesday #my writing #dreamy writes

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pricklypear1997 · 2 years ago

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Wowowowoowow. This dumb bitch is still going off about me lol 😂. Suddenly I’m full blooded chetnik Serb now lol ok. Go ahead wishing violence and death upon another nation even though you’re the only one actually spreading genocidal hatred towards a neighbor country while also claiming shit that just isn’t yours. The tumblr is called @talking-about-albanians and she’s obsessed with Serbs and calls everyone a rapist and assumes we’re all Serbs, Chetniks and r*pists for calling out her blatant genocidal hatred and stupidity. This person is sick. Don’t believe me? It’s all over her profile.

Now these articles are here to simply prove a point; Albanians today are killing Serbs, and that there are clear statistics that both sides harmed one another HOWEVER, there was no Albanian “Genocide” before the bombings. The CIA had infiltrated and trained the KLA (Kosovo liberation army), and they did horrible things to Serbs, but sure the Albanians will deny any responsibility of course because everything is Serbia’s fault and ALL Serbs are murderers and rapists, despite the plethora of evidence against Albanians and their mistreatment of Serbs. The countless Serbs who actually ironically had to evacuate Serbia and move elsewhere including the US, describing the atrocities that were inflicted onto them by the Albanians in Kosovo. The CIA and NATO are pure evil organizations that killed so many innocent civilians, that includes Serbs AND Albanians. I don’t understand why Albanians are convinced the Serbs killed them en masse when it was obviously the bombing inflicted by NATO of Kosovo that did that. The US created instability between the 2 people groups as a way to weaken Serbia and make them financially unstable. Why? Because the US viewed Serbia as a threat. Why did they view them as a threat? Good question. It’s probably because they’re a Slavic ethnic nation that was also previously communistic, which is ironic considering how many American elites and politicians are suddenly pro socialist (as long as it suits their needs) despite the more laissez faire capitalistic mentality imbedded in American “culture”. NATO is also using (my country) Bulgaria as a puppet, I mean just look at our shitty corrupt politicians and this obsession with trying to get into the EU while also somewhat supporting American government intervention and other things such as supporting Kosovo and even having our own military stationed in Afghanistan (I mean what the fuck)… I hate NATO and the CIA with such great passion. They are a pure evil and the bane of all our existences, yet Albanians are so delusional and play right into their hands. DO NOT get me started on the whole Russia VS Ukraine shit of a pointless war that once again the US/NATO/CIA is just using Ukraine as a pawn against a long time enemy; Russia. It’s honestly just sick. All of it. There’s literally no excuse for bombing foreign land, ESPECIALLY CIVILIANS. THERE IS NO EXCUSE IN STARTING WAR IN FOREIGN LAND. GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR LANDS YOU WESTERNIZED SHITBAG TRAILER TRASH GHETTO RAPPING CASTRATING CHILDREN PEDOPHILE LOVING RETARDS. IT’S SO FUCKING OBVIOUS WHAT THIS SHIT IS, AND ITS A CULTURE WAR. AMERICA HATES CULTURE. AMERICA HATES COUNTRIES WITH RELIGION IMBEDDED IN THEIR CULTURES. AMERICA HATES COUNTRIES THAT ARE MUCH OLDER THAN IT AND HAVE REAL HISTORY AND CULTURE AND ETHNIC IDENTITY, UNLIKE THE US. THE US USED ALBANIANS TO DESTROY SERBIA’S REPUTATION, THEY’RE DOING IT ALL OVER AGAIN WITH UKRAINE AND RUSSIA. THEY HATE EASTERN EUROPE AND THE BALKANS AND THEY ONLY SEEK TO DESTROY US.

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subbyfoxelf · 2 years ago

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[book review] northern lights by philip pullman (1995)

i first read this in college around when the ill-fated movie adaptation was coming out. i had seen the trailers and was thirsty for more fantasy type stuff, which it turns out was literally the entire cynical motivation for making the movie because they totally lotr-ed it up. the book is actually much more a response to narnia (which itself received the lotr-ification treatment in its film adaptations), but has a much different aesthetic/genre that the movie largely ignores, but we’re not here to talk about the movie rn i’m just setting the context of my first reading.

i was in the middle of reading it when the catholic church & others started calling for boycotts, and that was back during my misguided religious phase so at that point i was like “well, fuck.” but i was already in the middle of the book and i was really enjoying it so i kinda shrugged it off & decided that i enjoyed it but i didn't like that the church was the bad guys, and it was ok to enjoy something i disagreed with.

obviously now the anti-church stuff is a feature for me rather than a bug, so i was interested to see how i would feel about the book now with that in mind. and uh yeah, i do love that aspect of the book, very much so, yes. but it’s also so far in the background that a reader could be forgiven for it not being one of their biggest takeaways if they’re not paying close attention? like, by the end of the book it’s pretty fucking obvious that that was the entire point, but that turn happens in literally a line of dialogue at the end of the book (which i fucking love), but it’s not difficult to see in retrospect why even at my most brainwashed (not the fun/kinky kind, the boring religious kind) i was able to shrug it off and enjoy this as a silly little adventure yarn. which btw makes it pretty fucking hilarious that the church was so fragile about it, but whatevs!

but yeah, even though i don’t think it’s actually going to change anyone’s mind, that last interaction between lyra & pantalaimon that i alluded to earlier was everything to me this time. when pan says, “if they [the church] think dust is bad, it must be good!” and i forgot that that point was made that explicit in this book. it’s possible to miss its import if you’re just caught up in the breezy adventure the rest of the book has been, but it just absolutely turns the world upside down. i fucking love it.

also, another thing that hit me on a completely different level this time was this passage:

his hands, still clasping her head, tensed suddenly and drew her toward him in a passionate kiss. lyra thought it seemed more like cruelty than love, and looked at their dæmons, to see a strange sight: the snow leopard tense, crouching with her claws just pressing in the golden monkey’s flesh, and the monkey relaxed, blissful, swooning on the snow.

“strange sight”? idk man, sounds pretty normal to me.

other things i loved included serafina talking about feeling the starlight & moonlight on her skin. even though it wasn’t particularly foregrounded, all the witchy stuff was wonderful. i also loved iorek byrnison. as if having a magical little animal spirit that was part of yourself & you could talk to & cuddle wasn’t enough, lyra also gets a fucking armored bear king protecting her! what a lucky girl!!

and of course lyra herself was a wonderful protagonist. she’s just so fucking good. strong desire to protecc.

in the category of things i didn’t so much love was all the casual, careless racism. like, don’t get me wrong, this isn’t as bad of an offender as the aforementioned lewis or tolkien books, or a lot of its more direct influences like say the works of jules verne, but it still is rather frustrating all the same.

kinda par for the course for stuffy british adventure stories tbh, but again it’s not like outlandishly racist or anything, just… there’s an undercurrent throughout that i wouldn’t feel right not mentioning.

i also think it’s worth noting that while these books are marketed as y.a., they’re probably, uh, a bit heavy for the average kid? like, some genuinely traumatizing stuff happens!! but also idk kids are a lot more resilient than people give them credit for, i know this wouldn’t have phased me if i had read it when i was 12, just feels worth mentioning that it gets pretty dang dark.

so yeah, if you can shrug off the fairly commonplace racism of someone who seems like he’s trying his best but is too british not to be casually racist, this is a pretty great read. i find it very easy to get sucked in. lyra is such a great protagonist who you genuinely want to be safe, and the writing style hits that really nice sweet spot where it has a lot of inherent personality that leaps off the page, but it’s also still extremely approachable, which is just the perfect recipe to make something compulsively readable.

a-rank

#his dark materials #hdm #northern lights #the golden compass #book review #reviews #books

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maladaptive-day-dreams · 2 years ago

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Chapter 2: It Didn't Matter

2.9k words Content warning: (not a fun chapter again, sorry), mention of parental neglect, mention not being wanted, use of Queer as a slur (being queer myself, this hurt me to do), coming out story, fluff, cute lil friendship, first kiss, mention of fighting

Authors Note: Tense switches briefly depending on section. Please let me know if I missed any warnings!!

Tags: @and-claudia

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That day in December didn’t matter to Eddie, he still invited me to sit with him and his friends at lunch, sat next to me in any and all classes we had together, saved me a seat on the bus and waved goodbye to me when we got off the bus to head to our own trailers.

I never understood why he let it go until the summer between 8th and 9th grade. Mom and Dad put up with me hanging out with Eddie, though they always let me know they don’t like it whenever I come home for dinner on evenings when he and I spent the few hours between school and dinner together.

“He’s trailer park trash, Y/N. Leave him be. No one talks highly of him and his uncle,” Mom says one night over dinner.

I almost choke on my food. “We’re trailer park trash too, mom, we literally live across the street from them.”

I should’ve just left it alone but I hated hearing her talk down about Eddie and Mr. Munson. They were the only kind people I knew in Hawkins. I taste the blood from my bitten cheek before I feel the sting of my mom’s hand.

“Shut your mouth you ungrateful brat,” she spits. “You’re done. Go to your room.” She gets up and yanks my plate away, tossing it in the sink.

I wipe my mouth on my napkin and silently make my way to my room. Looking across the street, I see Eddies bedroom light on and think to myself he probably doesn’t have to deal with this with Uncle Wayne. I went to bed early that night.

Eddie and I continued to grow closer, despite my parents hating it and him. I’m not sure how but Mr. Munson was able to convince Mom and Dad to let me stay over with them every now and again so the rest of that summer I was at the Munson’s almost every day and night.

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The last night of the summer before freshman year marked the night Eddie and I became true best friends. That day, Eddie and I went clothes shopping with the $50 Dad gave me to update my wardrobe. Eddie constantly steals my shirts, my Metallica one is basically his now and I keep finding my Led Zeppelin tee under his bed so I decided I’d share my clothes money to get Eddie a new outfit that he liked better. Before I went over to get Eddie to head to the mall, mom decided I had done something wrong again. And so, here I am splashing cold tap water on my cheek to try and make the redness go down.

I suck it up after a few minutes and pat my cheek dry, deciding to just pinch my other cheek so they were both red. I rush out of the house and jog over to the Munson trailer just as Eddie was exiting.

“I was just coming to see if we we’re still on for shopping today,” Eddie smiled.

“Yup we are! Sorry, had to finish up some chores before Mom would let me leave.”

We fall into step beside each other and make the trek to the mall. It takes us around 20 minutes to finally get there, and of course we are both hot and sweaty now because of the Summer heat.

“First, things first,” I say as we head inside the poorly air conditioned mini mall. “Lemonade.”

We head straight to the one food vendor in the mall and get a large lemonade to share as we walk. There aren’t many stores here, a few small chains, but we head straight for the big thrift store at the end.

“Ok so, what are we looking for Eds?” I ask sorting through the hangers of t-shirts. “We definitely need to get you your own Metallica and Zeppelin tees so I can have mine back.”

“What?” Eddie gasps. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I don’t know where your Zeppelin shirt is.”

We meet eyes over the clothes racks and we bursts out laughing. “Alright alright, definitely those two so I can give yours back,” he chuckles. “Maybe some black skinny jeans? And a jean jacket, I want to make a battle vest this year.”

“Oooh if we bring Hellfire to life this year we should get some plain t-shirts to design for us and anyone who joins.”

“(Y/N) that’s brilliant!”

We share a smile and go back to scouring the racks for a new outfit for Eddie. After I find him some cool graphic tees and a jean jacket I head to the girls section for my own clothes, taking some graphic tees with me from the guys section. I grab a few pairs of jeans and even a skirt and dress—which I don’t normally wear—and meet Eddie at the changing rooms.

After a few minutes Eddie pipes up from the room next to me, “ok I think I like this outfit for the first day of school.”

“Gimmie one sec and I’ll come out too!”

I slip the tight plaid skirt up my thighs and half tuck the Blondie band tee in the front, before stepping out of my dressing room.

Eddie is looking in the big mirror outside the rooms, looking more like himself and way more confident than in the clothes he’s gotten from Wayne or church clothing drives. He’s in black skinny jeans, a little on the worn side but not too bad, and an Iron Maiden shirt, he also was somehow able to find new-ish white sneakers and a wallet chain for his belt loops.

“No offense to Uncle Wayne, but that looks a lot better than your usual gas station tee and khaki pants,” I smile. “Does the jean jacket fit? Will it work for your vest?”

Eddie turns around to answer and stops short, “(Y/N) you look so fucking cool.”

I laugh and say thanks before asking again, “does the jean jacket fit?”

“Oh yeah! It’s perfect and will work great for the vest.”

“Cool cool, so, is this your outfit? These are what you want?”

“Yeah I think so, you said I can borrow $15 right?”

“Just bring out what you want, we’ll figure out the money when we check out.”

We both disappear back into our respective dressing rooms and change back into the clothes we came in. I fold my small pile of clothes and carry them out in one hand, my hand me down purse slung over my other shoulder. Eddie is already outside of his room with his own pile of clothes.

“Alright hand it over,” I say, empty arm reaching for Eddie’s pile of clothes.

“What? No we have to see how much money it comes to.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, gimme your pile Eddie, I’m not gonna make you put anything back.”

Eddie’s eyes go wide, “How? What?”

“Ugh alright then just walk up to the register with me,” I sigh. “I’ve been saving my measly allowance the entire summer so I could cover everything we found today.”

“(Y/N) that’s too much, I can’t accept that.”

“Then go outside so you don’t see the total,” I tease. We get to the register and once Eddie puts his pile on the counter I turn and push him towards the door. “Ok byeeee, I’ll be out in a minute!”

Eddie huffs but does leave the store so I can buy our goodies. In total, Eddie found the sneakers, two pairs of jeans, four band tees and the jean jacket while I got four band tees, one skirt, one dress and a worn down but still decent pair of converse. I also was able to find two white baseball tees with black sleeves for our future D&D t-shirts and secretly found a few pins and patches for Eddies future battle vest.

“Alright darlin, that’ll be $67.50,” the cash lady said after stuffing everything in three plastic bags.

I hand her the $50 bill dad gave me and then counted out $18 ones, handing over the crumpled money with an apology. “Sorry, I get my allowance in ones.”

The woman smacks her gum loudly while counting the money again and then drops the fifty cents and receipt in my hand. I mumble thanks and grab the three bags from the counter. I found Eddie leaning agains the glass windows of the storefront and he takes two of my three bags with a sheepish thank you.

“You didn’t have to do that,” he mumbled.

“Shut up Eddie, I wanted to, plus this way we both look cool as fuck the first day of freshman year.”

Eddie smiles at that and we head out of the mall and back towards home. We get home as Uncle Wayne is leaving, “Oh good I caught ya. I got called in to work the night shift and wanted to make sure you two are ok to stay home alone.”

We nod and say g’night to Uncle Wayne as he backs out of the driveway and Eddie and I just hang out in his room the whole night. Bedtime is non-existent since Uncle Wayne wasn’t home and we end up staying up and talking and reading together all night.

“How’s your cheek?” Eddie asks, drawing my eyes from The Hobbit.

“What?” I ask, pulling my head up from where it hung off the edge of the bed and sitting criss-cross applesauce on his bed.

“It was red this afternoon, when you came by?” He questions. “I know you don’t talk about it but you can. I get it, I really do.

His voice sounds like it’s dripping with pity. I never wanted him to pity me, he’s the one person I can’t take that from.

“I don’t need your pity, Eddie,” I respond, sliding off his bed and getting ready to leave. I can’t do this today, not when school starts tomorrow.

“My dad hit me too,” he says softly. I look at him and his eyes are so, glassy, he looks so broken and my heart breaks with his mask as he lets a few tears out.

“Eds” is all I can get out as I get back on his bed and hug him. We cry for a bit together, just holding each other.

“It started in 5th grade,” he says, breaking the hug and laying his head back on his pillows. I shuffled to the space between him and the wall and laid beside him, staying quiet so he could let go. “My dad found me in my mom’s room with her makeup on and using one of her skirts as a dress,” he laughs. “A quick smack to the face and no dinner was enough to get me to stop ’messing around and acting queer.’”

I kept quiet but held his hand in mine to give him some support.

“I didn’t stop though, I just tried to get better at hiding it. Sometimes I’d get caught. It was the worst in 6th grade. Mom had let me have a classmate over to work on homework and hang out, and Dad got home earlier than I thought he would,” he paused and took a deep breath. “He walked in on me kissing him, my classmate, and he yelled so much. He called my classmate’s parents and yelled at them but saved the belt for after they came to pick him up. That classmate was pulled from school because everything started circulating our town. Dad never forgave me for the ‘stain’ I left on his family’s name.”

“Eds, I’m so sorry,” I can’t think of what else to say.

“It’s okay, Y/N. Really, that’s how I ended up here with my Uncle Wayne. He adopted me just before you showed up, he doesn’t question me. I came out to him when he first brought up adopting me,” he laughs. “He was confused what ‘pan’ meant and accepted it as well as he could with being unfamiliar with it. I remember he said ‘who ya love doesn’t matter boy, it’s how you love them and how they love you,’” he says in his best Uncle Wayne impression. “‘As long as you love each other the best you can, who they are doesn’t matter to me. I just wanna see you happy, alright?’”

He turns and smiles at me. I smile back, “thank you for being comfy enough with me to tell me.”

“You’re my best friend, of course I was gonna tell you.”

I take a deep breath.

“My parents never wanted me,” I start, and he squeezes my hand. “And they never miss an opportunity to tell me that either. Dad knocked Mom up senior year so they had a shotgun wedding right after graduation and I showed up two months later. It’s gotten worse the last few years, especially before we moved here. I actually got kicked out of my old school for punching my girlfriends bully in the face when she called her a lesbian—that’s why we moved. We were best friends and girlfriends but we tried our best to hide that. No kissing, hand holding to a minimum, that kind of stuff. Mom gave me a right big welt on my cheek that night when I told her the rumor was true. She was mostly angry that I ‘ended up a queer' even though I told her I was bi and could still end up with a husband. She didn’t care though, and then Dad took it worse. He yelled a lot, threatened to send me to conversion camp or boarding school but we could barely afford new clothes for me at that point so I know they were empty threats. And then we packed everything up and moved here.”

“It was fate.”

“What?” I laugh.

“Fate or someone up there knew that us two lil gay middle schoolers needed to find each other by high school so we could conquer the world together,” he smiles, mock stabbing the air with an invisible sword.

“You’re such a dork,” I laugh. “But now we’re stuck with each other,” I say rolling onto my stomach.

Eddie follows suit. “We know each other’s biggest darkest secrets. Promise that we’ll always be there for each other?” He asks, pinky outstretched to me.

“Always,” I say, intertwining our pinkies. “Promise we’ll get married to each other if we aren’t married by 30?”

He lets out a laugh and takes my pinky in his again, “promise, married by 30.”

* * *

In fall of 9th grade, Eddie was why I got punched in the face by Jason—I tried to stop him from continuing to hit Eddie. Funny how it was Jason’s fault but as soon as the boy cried self-defense from the ‘queers,’ Eddie and I were the ones suspended. The nice thing was that it was only a few days before Christmas break so we got a bit of an extra long break.

Mom wasn’t so happy though so my break wasn’t much fun after I went back to my own trailer.

* * *

The summer before 10th grade, Eddie was my first kiss. I mentioned it out of pocket one evening while we’re sitting on his bed, side by side, back on the mattress and legs up on the wall.

“I can’t believe I made it all the way through freshman year without getting kissed,” I groan, pressing my palms into my eyes. “What kind of a loser hasn’t been kissed by now? I mean come on! It could’ve been a boy or a girl! I had double the options! But nope!”

Eddie chuckles and then slides his legs from the wall and sits up. Confused, I do the same and we sit face to face. “Kiss me!”

“I’m sorry what?!” I ask baffled.

“Look we’re best friends, best friends do this kind of stuff for each other. A girl as pretty as you shouldn’t go into high school without having a first kiss, soooo kiss me to get it over with! Nothing has to change, it’s not like we like each other,” he explains.

I look at him questioningly. “I don’t know, Eds.”

“Just trust me will you? It’ll be fine,” he says scooting towards me. It’s awkward, for sure, but also we were best friends and by this point he had told me about every kiss he had in 8th and 9th grade—both boys and girls—so he obviously had to know what he was doing. Right? And he was right, we don’t like each other, we’re best friends that would be weird.

“Ready?” He asks, a big grin on his face.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I laugh. We shift from sitting to kneeling, kneecaps touching and Eddie starts to lean in.

And then I laugh much too hard when he closes his eyes and purses his lips and he stops and lightly smacks my shoulder.

“Y/N,” he whines. “Cut it out and focus! Do you wanna be labeled the ‘never been kissed loser of 10th grade?’”

I huff. “Yeah didn’t think so,” he says. “Close your eyes so you don’t start laughing again.

I do as I’m told and close my eyes. I feel Eddie’s body heat as he leans in to me, and then feel the softest touch of his lips on mine before he pulls away.

“Voila! You’ve been kissed!”

“Wait that’s it? It’s way more tongue in the movies.”

“Sorry but I refuse to show you how to French kiss, that’s not on the lesson plan for today or everrrr. You’re by best friend and that would make things weird,” he laughs. I join in laughing with him and then we shift back to our original positions and fall in to a comfortable conversation about the upcoming school year.

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